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...
God, it was a crazy day. I was lying completely naked on my bed, the sunlight coming through the curtains making my skin look extra white and smooth. Abir was towering over me, fully dressed in his usual cool jeans and denim, grinning like the big bad wolf who had just found his favorite toy.
"Look at you, squirming like a cute little thing," Abir chuckled, tickling my sides with his big, rough hands. "Does the little prince want some attention? Or are you just airing out that tiny nunu of yours for the neighbors?"
I squealed and giggled, squirming under him. "Abir! Stop! I'm not a kid anymore!"
"Oh really?" He laughed and poked my belly, then my thighs, making me twist like a worm. "Then why is this tiny white nunu hiding between your legs like it's scared of uncle? Come on, let me see how it's doing."
His big hands grabbed my thighs and playfully spread my legs wider. I covered my face with both hands, peeking through my fingers. My heart was racing so fast.
"Abir you're so mean," I whined softly, but I was smiling. My little nunu was already starting to twitch under his stare.
"Oh, look. The little soldier is trying to stand up for himself," Abir whistled and reached down, flicking my cock with his thumb. "He thinks he's a big man today, doesn't he?"
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I blushed so hard I thought my ears might melt. "He... he's just happy to see you!"
He leaned down closer, still treating me like I was five. "Aww, is my baby embarrassed? Look at this poor little thing — so small and white and shy. Does it miss uncle's fingers? Should I give it a little hello kiss?"
Before I could answer, Abir lowered his head and pecked the tip of my nunu softly.
"Ah!" My whole body jumped. It felt electric. Warm. So naughty.
Abir looked up with a cheeky grin. "How does that feel, little angel?"
"So... so tingly..." I whispered, voice all breathy. "Abir... you're being bad today..."
He chuckled and suddenly took my entire tiny cock into his warm mouth, sucking gently but firmly. I moaned loudly, hands gripping the mattress. It felt incredible — wet, hot, and way too good. His tongue swirled around my sensitive pink head while he gently played with my balls.
"Abir... ahh... it feels too good..." I cried softly, legs shaking.
He sucked for a little longer, then pulled off with a wet pop. "Nu-uh," he teased, wiping his lip. "I'm not drinking that today. I'm a photographer, not a janitor, and I don't feel like cleaning up your mess just yet."
He stood up and unzipped his pants, letting his big, thick brown cock spring free. "Your turn, kid. Show your uncle some respect."
I scrambled up, straddling his lap and taking him in. I worked as hard as I could, my small hands barely able to wrap around him. Abir groaned, one hand gently guiding my head. "That's it... slower... use your tongue more. Good boy."
