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...
The new morning dawned bright over the Maldives. Rajbhir had risen early, deciding on a private outing with his son. After breakfast, he took Meet's hand. "Come on, little angel—Papa has a surprise for you today."
Meet looked up with shy curiosity. "Where are we going, Papa? Is it the beach again? Or snorkeling?"
Rajbhir chuckled teasingly as they climbed into the resort's golf cart, the driver heading toward a secluded path. "Not telling, beta. Surprises are like treasure hunts—half the fun is the guessing."
Meet pouted softly, swinging his legs. "But Papa... is it far? Is it something fun? Like a boat ride?"
Rajbhir ruffled his hair, smirking. "Patience, my impatient prince. You'll see soon enough. Bet it'll make that cute smile of yours light up the whole island."
They arrived at a private spa nestled in a grove of palm trees. The staff greeted them with bows, but Rajbhir nodded discreetly, and they filed out, leaving the place empty. Meet tilted his head, confused. "Papa... where is everyone? Is this the surprise?"
Rajbhir locked the door behind them, turning with a warm, knowing smile. "Yes, son. Just you and me. Papa's going to give you a special massage—relax you, make you feel brand new."
Meet's cheeks flushed pink. "A massage? Like... all over?"
Rajbhir nodded, guiding him to the treatment room, a padded table in the center. "That's right. Now, undress for Papa—let's get you comfortable."
Meet shyly obeyed, peeling off his clothes slowly. Rajbhir watched, his gaze intense. Meet's smooth, white body revealed itself—his slim frame, the gentle curve of his hips, and his smooth hairless cock, hanging innocently. God, he's beautiful, Rajbhir thought, a possessive warmth blooming in his chest.
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Meet stood there, arms fidgeting shyly, small cock out in open.
Rajbhir smirked softly, stepping closer. "Your skin's so smooth, so perfect. Makes Papa want to take his time."
Rajbhir laughed low, guiding him to the table. "Embarrassing? It's true. Lay down on your tummy—let Papa work his magic." Meet complied, face down, his white ass curving up invitingly. Rajbhir oiled his hands, starting at the shoulders, kneading firmly but gently. "Feel that? Papa's strong hands making all the bad go away."
Meet sighed softly. "Y-yes, Papa... feels good."
Rajbhir's fingers trailed lower, over Meet's back, then to his ass, massaging the cheeks with warm, circular strokes. "Such a cute little bum—firm and soft. Papa loves taking care of every part of you."
Meet whimpered, squirming, his nunu pressing against the table. "P-Papa... that's... tickly."
Rajbhir leaned in, breath hot on Meet's ear. "Tickly? Or something else, son? Tell Papa how it feels." His hand slipped between Meet's thighs, brushing the little cock lightly, teasing without intent.
