Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 30353 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 152(@200wpm)___ 121(@250wpm)___ 101(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30353 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 152(@200wpm)___ 121(@250wpm)___ 101(@300wpm)
I swallowed hard as I took in the sight of their boxer briefs stretched and tented, trying to contain the bulges behind them. Even concealed, I knew they were big, but I wanted to see them in full glory, so I gripped both waistbands and pulled quickly.
I nearly gave myself whiplash with how quickly I jerked my head left and right, desperate to see both of my gorgeous Daddies. They were magnificent, yet so different from me. My dick was average size at around six inches, while each of them had an eight inch uncut monster between their muscular thighs.
They were like magnets to my hands. I reached out and tickled my fingers down both of their thick shafts, feeling the juicy veins beneath their flesh as they moaned.
I knew what felt good when I touched myself, so I used that as my guide, and wrapped my hands around each of their cocks and gave a slow stroke from root to tip.
"Yes, Ant," Daddy groaned, "Just like that."
Thrilled I was making them feel good, I moved my wrist faster, sliding my palms up and down their steel-hard shafts.
Poppa was quick to grab me too, his big hand nearly covering the entire length of my dick. I was disappointed when thinking that Daddy couldn't touch me too, but I was wrong; he cupped my fuzzy sack in his palm and massaged gently while Poppa stroked me.
I tipped my head back onto my shoulders. In complete bliss, my eyes tried to shut, but I needed to see my sexy men, so I forced them open a crack and watched as their big bodies writhed under my touch.
My body quaked too. My hips thrust on their own accord, pushing my cock into Poppa's strong hold. A string of pre-cum dribbled out of my slit when Daddy squeezed my sack a little tighter, and Poppa used the slick liquid to stroke me faster.
I teetered on the edge, biting my lip to try and distract my mind and last longer. I wanted to savor the feel of their touch. But then Daddy reached up and pinched my nipple, and the battle was lost.
Lights burst behind my eyes. My thighs hardened to stone. My sack rolled in Daddy's hand, and a loud cry leapt from my lips. My cock jerked and a powerful stream of cum erupted from me before raining down on both of their arms.
In unison, Daddy and Poppa both ran a finger through the white drops on their skin before placing them on their tongues. Deep, primal growls sounded from their chests, making my spent, softening cock jerk again, spilling a final drop.
"Please, Ant," Daddy and, gazing at me with wide, wild eyes.
I gave them everything I had. I pumped them as fast and hard as possible, watching in awe as their flesh bunched and their crowns popped through my fingers in the hottest sight I could imagine.
When a dull ache crept through my forearms, I gritted my teeth and stroked faster. My breathing was fast and ragged, and I heard my pulse hammering in my ears.
Another low growl rumbled in Daddy's chest, and his back slowly arched off of the mattress. His hand slammed down beside him and he fisted the sheets. He cried out my name and his cock jerked, spurting white cords onto his stomach.
I unwrapped my hand from his shaft and, just as he'd done, ran my finger through his seed and placed it in my mouth, humming when the tangy, salty flavor hit my taste buds.
"So…hot," Poppa panted, humping up into my fist. I squeezed my hand around him and grunted as I stroked wildly, ignoring the burn that had creeped up my arm and into my shoulder.
Poppa's eyes squinted shut and he gave a strangled cry as his cock swelled in my hand. Warm cum splattered over my hand and up his chest, the white drops looking beautiful against his tan skin.
When I let loose of his flesh, I couldn't uncurl my fingers, so I raised my bent thumb to my lips and licked off a drop of Poppa's essence. It was slightly tangier than Daddy's, but still just as delicious.
"You both taste so good," I hummed, receiving moans from each of them.
Daddy was the first to sit up. He cupped my cheek and rested his forehead on mine. "So do you," he whispered, and took my lips in a deep kiss. Our tongues tangled together, mixing our flavors into a perfect blend.
My eyes stayed closed when he pulled away this time, and a moment later, I felt Poppa's mouth on mine. I could already tell them apart by their touch and taste.
When his lips disappeared, I blinked my eyes open and found them both smiling sweetly at me.
"You're so incredible," Daddy said, petting through my hair.
"Perfect," Poppa added before gently tweaking my nose.