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...
Letting Abir join us tonight was a wild decision. I've always been possessive of Meet. He's my son— my responsibility, my heart, my everything. But after everything that happened in the Maldives, after seeing how curious and hungry my little dragon truly is, I realized something important: holding him too tightly might push him away. So for once, I chose to loosen my grip. Not because I don't love him, but because I trust him.
And I trust myself enough to know that no one — not even Abir — can ever take what truly belongs to me.
Abir flashed that signature cocky grin, already unbuttoning his shirt. "Well, well... look at our little angel, all naked and waiting."
Meet's cheeks flushed deep pink as Abir leaned down and kissed him. I watched them — my boy's soft lips against my cousin's. It stirred something dark and possessive in my chest, but also a strange, heated thrill. Abir's hands roamed Meet's smooth white body, squeezing his small ass, pinching a nipple. Meet whimpered into the kiss, so beautifully responsive.
I stepped closer, pulled Meet away from Abir, and claimed his mouth myself — deep, slow, and claiming. "You're still mine, son," I murmured against his lips. "Always."
We laid him on the bed together. Two grown men hovering over one delicate, naked boy. The sight was intoxicating. Meet looked up at us with those big, trusting, slightly nervous eyes — my perfect little angel.
I stripped off my shirt, then my pants. Abir did the same. We were both hard, both hungry. I leaned down first and took Meet's tiny white cock into my mouth, sucking him gently while sliding two fingers into his tight hole. He cried out so sweetly, hips jerking.
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Abir chuckled and took one of Meet's nipples into his mouth, sucking and biting lightly. "Such a sensitive little thing," he teased. "Look how he trembles for us."
I pulled off Meet's cock with a wet pop and growled, "He trembles for me the most."
We took turns. Abir made Meet suck his thick cock while I prepared his hole, licking and fingering him open. Then I flipped Meet onto all fours. While he sucked Abir, I pushed inside him from behind — slow, deep, possessive strokes. Meet moaned around Abir's cock, the sound muffled and desperate.
We switched positions multiple times — Meet riding me, then Abir fucking him in doggy while I fed him my cock. For nearly two hours we claimed him together, kissing him, touching him, filling him. Abir was rough and playful. I was intense and caring — always watching Meet's face, making sure he was okay even while I fucked him hard.
Finally, I couldn't hold back anymore. I laid Meet on his back, hooked his legs over my shoulders, and thrust deep. "Cum for Papa, baby," I growled.
Meet cried out and came untouched, his tiny cock spurting between us. I followed right after, filling the condom with a deep groan. Abir stroked himself faster and came across Meet's flushed face and chest with a satisfied moan.
