Daddy's Boy

Going Home

"...And then Janet told me her grandmother left all her brothers and sisters money because they had children but left her out because she didn't want to have any. Isn't that terrible? Who ignores someone for deciding not having children is best for them? I think she was really nice. They were all so nice. I hope we can see them again sometime." Edmund was patience itself as we sat in our seats in first class.

I had been talking his ear off since our dinner the last day of vacation. We had said goodbye to all our new friends and enjoyed the barbeque dinner. Now we were headed home, having gotten through all the security and airline procedures for leaving the country. Part of me was sad about leaving and part of me was excited to be going home.

Home meant I could wear my pajamas, play with my toys and have my little time with Daddy again. I was coloring now and Edmund was looking over his shoulders as shouts came from the back of the plane. Our steward had gotten our drinks and now we saw him hurry past to help the stewardess in the back. The voices were a little quieter for a moment.

"Hey, come on." Edmund grabbed my arm and hauled me to the front, through the curtain. He took his drink with him and tossed it back before shoving me into the tiny toilet at the front of the plane. "Kneel on the seat, baby." He growled into my ear. I scrambled to do as he asked and felt his body press into mine as he shut the door behind him.

"What are you doing?" I asked over my shoulder. I was cramped and uncomfortable. He helped me brace my arm against the sloped ceiling and wall before I felt my pants pulled down to my knees.

"Joining the mile-high club with you. Keep it down or we are going to get busted." He breathed in my ear as I felt his hot d*ck press against my crack. It was a good thing we had a quickie before leaving the resort, or I would not have had any lube to help him press inside me quickly. I gasped at the feel of him expanding my insides and roughly thrusting against my butt.

"D-daddy. Isn't this naughty?" I shuddered as his hand snaked down the front of my pants to jack me. His breath was hot against my neck, huffing as he moved his hips and tried not to bang his head. It was like trying to f*ck in a cupboard, all crammed in and nowhere to put your arms and legs.

"Yeah baby. We're being real naughty. Does that make you hot? My bad boy... stuffing your hole practically in public. Think of all those people... just on the other side of that door. Maybe someone will get up to go piss, huh? Hear you moan as I fill you up with my cumm...." He was growling the words low into my ear and I was panting as the slight panic filled my chest.

I couldn't have anymore bad press about this. If we were caught, I could be fired. The thought of it made my heartbeat pound in my chest harder. What if they could already hear us? Would the steward come back and guess where we were? Edmund stroked me faster and harder. It took everything I had to hold back my voice and keep from shouting. I shot my load into his hand and felt him pulse in behind me.

"That's my beautiful prince. Give me all of it." He licked the sweat from my neck and turned my face for a luxurious kiss. Then he pulled out and washed his hand in the sink with my help. I got cumm on my pants, so he helped me wash the spot off with the little squirts of water from the tap. It was a mess, like a huge wet spot down the front of my pants.

He put some hand sanitizer on it too, and I smelled a bit like alcohol when he opened the door. The steward gave him a stern look as I followed him out with a blush, but he pointed at my pants and said I spilled a drink on me. He was helping me 'clean up my mess' and I nodded seriously, trying to avoid the censure I knew we'd face otherwise.

The guy rolled his eyes and just told us to get back to our seats. I breathed a sigh of relief when I was back in my spot with my colouring book. Daddy and I exchanged a secretive grin, and then we acted like nothing had happened for the rest of the trip. The spot on my pants was partly dry by the time we were landing, but my underwear was dampening with my inability to hold him in.

"Just a bit longer baby." He whispered to me as we waited to get off and grabbed our stuff together. I felt distracted and uneasy going through customs, but relaxed once we had passed through the doors to the main lobby. Edmund checked us in for our taxi back to the condo complex while I watched our bags and then we were on our way home.

As the key turned in the lock, I was looking at him and holding my crotch. He led me inside with all our bags and dropped them at the door to pull me close. He kissed me fiercely and pulled at my clothes, stripping the soggy underwear away to finger the cumm soaked hole beneath. I moaned at the feeling and let him pick me up into his arms. He carried me to our bed and dropped me onto the coverlet.

My legs hung off the bed as he stood over me and I felt his heat press me down almost instantly. Without even waiting to pull off the covers, without fully undressing or getting our stuff past the entryway, he slammed back inside my waiting heat with a groan. It wasn't until he had his leftovers foaming and slipping from my depths that he even spoke to me.

"F*ck baby... God you are such a sexy, dirty boy. I wanted to do this the minute we landed. I love seeing your face like that. Grabbing your crotch like the naughty boy you are. I could practically smell my cumm dripping from that boy pussy of yours." He was dirty talking right into my ear. I moaned and shivered as the words and hot breath caressed me.

He shot his tongue out and licked the side of my ear, making me clench and spasm against him with the strength of my shakes. He laid me out flat beneath him and ground himself deep inside me, rolling his hips and squishing my butt with the force of his thrusts. My hole ached from the number of times it had been f*cked in one day. My arms and legs felt weak, like they couldn't even get the energy to tense in pleasure anymore.

He nibbled on my neck and shoulder. Tears pooled in my eyes at the tenderness in contrast with the crashing of his c*ck inside me. Sharp jolts of pleasure assailed me from his fat d*ck rubbing my insides. His hand stroked through my hair and made me shiver again. His other hand wrapped around my chest and pulled me back, up off the bed.

He plucked at my nipples with his fingers and his other hand came down to abuse the other side roughly. I cried out and clawed at his hands ineffectually. He tsked in my ear and grabbed one of my legs. I was thrown back onto the bed as he held it up and pressed ever deeper inside. I keened at the angle of his thrusts, rubbing against new parts of my insides and stirring my orgasm to the brink.

I felt his heat gushing inside once more and I trembled just on the brink of letting mine go. He stopped moving though and pulled out. I whined and grabbed at him. He shoved me back down and I whimpered until I felt his hot mouth around my little hard on. I gasped as he took me all the way in and sucked my length like a dripping popsicle.

"Daddy! Ah! Make me cumm!" I remembered how he loved hearing me call out at the resort and sure enough his mouth worked me faster. He hummed over me and I felt myself tense to shoot. He drank it down, suckling and pulling my tender c*ck as I pulsed with my orgasm. I tried to clench my legs as the sensitive length was tortured past the point of release.

He held them open and continued to suck my balls and up my c*ck with his hot tongue. I writhed beneath him as he pulled me back to hard attention. I gasped as he took me deep in his mouth, over and over. I begged for him to keep going and end my suffering. I panted and grasped the coverlet tightly in both hands as I came for the second time.

It hurt a bit coming out, but Edmund was gentle as he licked the last drops from my prick. He soothed my legs and came up to cuddle against by side, pulling me tight against his body. I sighed as I came down off my high, the slight buzz in my ears from exhaustion lulling me. I listened to his heartbeat against my body, felt his breath against my face and the tickle of his fingers as they played with the ends of my hair on my nape.

"Get some rest, baby. Were home."