Tales about Hot Daddies
In the tantalizing world of "It's Also Love?", innocence collides with desire, and familial bonds blur as Meet, a sweet and impressionable young boy, finds himself swept into the captivating orbit of his adopted father, Rajbh...
Oh my gosh, school's dragging today, my math class a total blur of numbers and teacher drones. I'm sitting all prim and proper, pencil tapping, and thinking about Hrithik—my boyfriend, all handsome and charming, who broke my heart once, dumped me out of nowhere, but patched up sweet, whispering he couldn't live without me. He's seen me naked—naked!—his warm hands on my nunu, stroking it slow till I came twice, all shaky and floaty, his voice cooing, "You're my baby, Meet."
I trusted him again, but then there's Ranbir—my benchmate, brooding and cold, warning me Hrithik's just a player, using me for my virginity, nothing real. Ranbir's words sting—sad, scary—but I push them down, defending Hrithik in my head: He loves me, he's seen my nunu and didn't hurt me!
Still, doubt creeps, making my tummy twist. Class ends, and I bolt to the washroom to pee, needing a break from the chaos in my head. The urinals are cold, dividers up, and I unzip shyly, my nunu out, stream starting. Then—footsteps. Ranbir's there, stepping to the urinal next to mine. I shiver, knowing he's close, could maybe see me if he tried. Thank god for dividers—my nunu's safe, hidden, but I'm tingling all over, naughty thrill spiking.
He unzips, and—oh my gosh—I catch a glimpse, just a mini-second, but it's there. His dick—huge, thick, dark, swinging heavy as he pees, a real jock's dick, nothing like my tiny nunu. My heartbeat's insane, eyes wide, mind screaming: I SAW IT! A BIG DICK, FOR REAL! My nunu twitched hard in my hand, almost forgetting to pee. He finishes, zips up, and strides out without a word, all brooding and cool, leaving me trembling.
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I zip up quick, nunu tingling, a naughty buzz I can't shake. Ranbir's dick... I saw it! I'm giddy, fascinated, as I stumble back to class, heart racing, wondering what Hrithik would think—and why Ranbir's warning feels heavier now.
Author's POV
Rajbhir's week blurred in power and precision—"Push the merger timeline—efficiency is non-negotiable," his voice sliced through meetings like command itself.
But ever since Anya arrived—a storm in skirt and heels—control began to taste like temptation. Her flawless work, that teasing smile, the brush of her hand when passing files... all accidental, all charged. Professionalism held, barely—each glance a quiet, dangerous spark.
It began Monday. Anya set down his espresso, but a loud crash from the hall made her jump—the cup tipped, hot coffee splashing straight onto Rajbhir's grey trousers.
"Oh God, sir, I'm so sorry!" she gasped, already kneeling with a napkin before he could react—heat, shock, and something far more dangerous flaring between them. She was too close. Rajbhir froze as her fingers brushed his groin, grazing the outline of his thick cock through the fabric, unintentional but firm. Rajbhir swallowed, pulse spiking. "Anya, it's fine," he said, voice steady but low, lifting her gently by the elbow. "Accidents happen."
