daddy kink | joshler + bryler

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"joshua?" i tapped lightly on his door.

daddy had finished and kissed me goodnight. i cleaned myself, and my legs took me across the hallway.

josh slowly opened the door so it wouldn't creek.

"tyler? what are you doing up?"

"we never finished." i nervously mumbled out and played with my fingers.

"what are you talking about?" he asked but then realization hit him. "o-oh."

"um, can we?"

"i thought you didn't want to talk to me anymore so you wouldn't get in trouble?"

"i-i know."

"the doors here don't lock. he can barge in again."

"he's drunk. i think he went upstairs and passed out."

he invited me in and closed the door afterwards. hesitantly, he ran his fingers down my arm and held my hands.

"why are there red prints on your wrist?"

"daddy."

"did he...?"

i retracted my hands from him and rubbed my wrists. "n-no."

josh bit his lip before giving me a quick peck on the lips.

he kissed me again, but he deepened it this time.

he brought us to his bed and tore off our clothes.

josh spread my legs open and jerked himself off a little then fingered me.

he kissed my neck as he rammed into me.

i let out moans as he did so, shakily grabbing my shirt and using it to muffle myself.

just in case daddy wasn't passed out, i didn't want him to walk in on us again.

i didn't want him to freak out again.

i didn't want josh to be hurt again.

"i'm close." josh groaned, pushing deeper in then out.

i bit onto my shirt and gasped just as josh's warm cum filled me up.

he wrapped his hand around my prince part and stroked it until i came on his stomach and hand.

he took my shirt out of my mouth and kissed me.

"was i better than your daddy?"

yes.

josh was way better than daddy.