Bunny and Daddy Part 3

Daddy liked the snug feel of the ball stretcher. His balls felt taut under his fingertips. He cupped them and let his fist slide up thethickened shaft. He smiled, smearing precum over the purpled glans. A shining metal ring gleamed just behind the head. Daddy fondled himself and moved down to the foot of the bed. Facing the camera.

“Hello, Bunny,” Daddy said in a low husky voice. His fingers continued to stroke up and down his cock.

“It's me,” Bunny said softly. “I know we can't play when you're away, but I was thinking of you. Daddy.”

Daddy's fingers tugged at his cockhead. “Thinking what, Bunny?”

Bunny's eyes followed his hands, gently rubbing between his thighs. “Thinking about your cock, Daddy.”

Daddy nodded. “It's so beautiful, Daddy. I love it. And so....I was thinking.” Bunny hands began a slow motion caress across his body. With his eyes closed, it was almost Daddy's hands. Rubbing his hunger more raw.

“Your cock, Daddy. I miss it so much.” Daddy watched as Bunny began toying with himself. Fingers in holes. Tongue flashing and teasing. Bunny actually giggled.

“I want it, Daddy. I want every fucking inch of that hot cock in me. My mouth. My hands. My ass. And, Daddy,” Bunny came closer. “I want every single drop of your cum. Every drop.”

Bunny pointed a finger down his gaping mouth. “Please?”

“You sound silly.”

“I am. Daddy's silly little slut. Who wants to suck off his bad Daddy.”

“All your cum, Daddy. Right here.” Bunny pointed down his throat again. “Can you do that, Daddy? Will you cum for me?” Bunny'slips pouted forward. He licked a forefinger and traced the outline of his lips. “Cum right here, Daddy.”

“I can't believe you're talking like that. Here. Now.”

“Bunny wants Daddy. Bunny wants Daddy's body. All of it.” Bunny's hand seemed to reach through the Internet and webcams into Daddy's naked cock and wrench it hard.

“Bunny wants Daddy,” Bunny said with a smile. “Feel that, Daddy?” Daddy did think he felt a tingle along his cockshaft. He stoppedstroking himself, but a soothing pressure kept moving, from ballsack to glans. “I'm going to make you cum, Daddy. Whatever it takes.”

“Bunny, I...”

“I don't even remember how many times, you've made me cum, Daddy. Shooting a wad at work, jerking one out at 3 a.m.. Looking at your pics or watching your vids, I just cum and cum and. I'm going to make you cum, Daddy. Don't try to stop me.”

Daddy's eyebrows lifted and fell. Bunny reappeared in an extraordinary fetish costume: leather, shiny metal, skintight. It exposed what is usually covered and vice versa. Boutique fashion trash from the “Fuck Me” trendy shops.

Daddy's cock stirred.

Bunny cocked an angular hip to the right. Then to the left. He looked over his shoulder. “Daddy...” he whispered.

“...I'm going to fuck you.”

“Now, Bunny...” Bunny wiped his fingers across Daddy's face on his computer screen.

“With my mouth,” Bunny whispered hoarsely. Bunny took out a sizable realistic dildo and began licking the tip. “In my mouth, Daddy.” Opening her lips wider and straightening his neck, Bunny lowered the length of the dildo into his open mouth. Bunny predictably gagged as the head of the dildo hit the back of his throat. “Oh, Daddy,” he mumbled, his mouth filled with the Daddy dildo.

“So hard, daddy. I want you to cum so hard for me. Give me that hot cum, Daddy. I'll be your little cumdump. I'll be your cocksucker, Daddy.”

“Daddy?”

“Daddy, if you really want. I can come see you. Tomorrow night. And as soon as I am there – with you – I'll be down on my knees, between your legs, taking your cock out, Daddy. Kissing it, Daddy. Do you like that?”

“Bunny...honey...”

“I love it, Daddy. I really do,” Bunny's hot breath brushed his buzzing lips. He engulfed the realistic dildo; wetting the thick veins, coloring the knob head deeper. He gestured through the camera to Daddy. “Stroke it for me, Daddy,” he whispered.

Daddy's fist tightened. He dipped three fingers into a jar of lube. His grip slid up and down slowly, then speeding up, then backing off.

Bunny stuck his tongue out and swirled it. Goblets of saliva coated his lips. He pouted at the camera again. “Your cock belongs here, Daddy. Fucking my pouty little mouth.”

Bunny took a deep breath as he saw Daddy's hips thrust forward; cock slipping noisily through his tight fist.

“Mmmm. Cum, Daddy,” Bunny whispered, face pressed against the screen. His own hands were ravaging his naked body as if starving for flesh. He felt his own balls throbbing for release. “Cum, Daddy,” he whined; eyes begging into the lens.

“I...can't...I”

“Yes, Daddy!” Bunny's voice was a groaning shriek. His tongue licked at the glass monitor as if lapping up the dripping cum from Daddy's camera. “Mmm. Daddy cum.” Bunny kissed the screen. “Thank you, Daddy. Thank you.”

Later that night, Bunny lay naked in his bed, replaying his webcamming with Daddy, Without touching it, his dick grew instantly hard. He felt a load of cum surging up the shaft. Globs hit his chest and nipples. “Thank you, Daddy,” Bunny mumbled quietly. His fingers toyed with the cum on his skin. “I wish this was Daddy's cum, though” he said softly.