Hey Guys! Here's another chapter of The Insatiable Boy. Thanks for all your feedback on the previous chapters. This one has some continued roleplay incest as well as some bareback and raunchy sex. Let me know what you guys think!
Chapter 3: Gavin gets an unexpected surprise
The next morning, I wake up after what was probably the best sleep I've had in a while. I reach around and make little snow angels in Daddy's soft sheets- definitely a step up from the ones I get at Target. The faint sound of running water tells me he's in the bathroom, and after a few minutes he comes strolling out in a pair of black boxer briefs that do nothing to conceal his big dick.
Daddy notices I'm awake and walks towards me. He takes a hand and runs his finger along my naked body, starting from my thighs and all the way up my neck. He leans down, giving me a proper kiss on the lips.
"Good morning, baby boy." He says, with his tongue tasting like spearmint.
"Good morning, Daddy." I say, falling back into the same rouse.
He gives me a pleased smile and playfully pats my head, "I love it when you call me that." He says, taking a seat on the bed. I move, getting on my knees behind him as my hands start to massage his wide shoulders.
"Well, you are old enough to be my actual father." I say, regaining some of my wit as he reaches back and pinches my nipple hard.
He flashes me a wink and turns back as I run my hands all over his back. Soon, my cock starts to stir as I plant little kisses behind his head.
"Mmmm that feels nice." He says, angling his head so i can reach all parts of him. He lets me do this for a few more seconds before saying. "I'm going to have to get going, though. They need me in the office this morning."
I sigh, feeling cheated of a second round. He laughs at my childishness and gives me a kiss on the cheek.
"You're welcome to stay and help yourself to some breakfast and the pool if you want." He gets to his feet and turns to me, "We can have more fun when I come back later-" he pauses and gives me that devilish grin "if you choose to stick around."
I think for a second, knowing I have nothing better to do on a Saturday especially given my lack of an afternoon shift. There's a certain amount of trust that goes into giving someone free range of your house- even considering we've only been with each other twice.
I shrug my shoulders, "I guess I could hang out here for a little bit."
"Good boy" he says, with another playful pat on my head. "I'll be back around lunch." He leans in and grabs my ass in his hand, "Something tells me I'll be hungry."
Daddy leaves me to get dressed and returns a few minutes later with a fresh-pressed blue shirt, some navy slacks and the shiniest pair of leather shoes I've seen. He tops it off with a matching navy coat and a gold Rolex that's easily worth more than I make in a year. I made my staring known which gets another devilish grin from him. He walks back towards the bed where I'm tangled up in his sheets.
"I swear I'd breed you so fucking hard right now if I wasn't going to be late." He says, gripping on my hardened cock at the base.
He gives my cock a playful slap and whisks me into the kitchen to give me a rundown of the place. It's been years since I've been here, and even then, most of the time was spent in his bedroom. Daddy's clearly well off, with his house giving off this minimalistic vibe that's like a spread off Architectural Digest. He walks me through his espresso machine and shows me to the loaded pantry. There's even a bunch of meal-prepped breakfasts and lunches that one of his caterer's dropped off the other day which he tells me to help myself to.
After that little run-down of the kitchen, Daddy pulls me in for another kiss. As his lips press into mine, I feel his finger slip into my hole and find my spot. He teases for a little, both with his hands and with his mouth until my cock is as hard as steel. He takes notice of this and slides off of me with that same lustful smile and is off to work, leaving me hard and pouting.
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I manage to work the espresso machine and get a decent cup that's better than the overpriced ones on campus. I grab an apple and a granola bar and take a seat at the large dining table with a clear view out the pool and the morning sun. Sometime after Daddy left, I retrieved my jock and pair of jeans from his room and pull them on. I was promised a round two when he came back, so staying naked the entire time would only do more harm than good.
Eventually i find my way outside, pulling one of the large lawn chairs underneath the covering as I scroll aimlessly through my phone. Then, I hear a distinct noise: the sound of a set of keys inserted into a door. I've trained my ears to listen for that sound every time one of my roommates was coming home to catch me jerking off. I scramble, not sure if it's a housekeeper or some private chef Daddy had scheduled, but just forgot to tell me. I figure the best option is to present myself in the living room.
Just as I walk through the sliding glass door, the oversized front door opens showing a tall guy walking through with a backpack and a duffle bag. He enters the living room and pulls his shades off, setting them on the adjacent credenza and takes notice of me.
"What the fuck. Who are you?" He asks, pulling his Airpods out and setting his bag aside. He standing there like he's ready to lunge after me in case I'm some robber or psychopath.
"I'm Gavin." I say, awkwardly as I stand in the middle of the room, trying to look as non-threatening as possible, "I'm uh- a friend of Rashad's."
He raises an eyebrow and walks in closer, giving a full view of him. It's in that moment that I realize he has to be Daddy's son. I get a good look at his face which looks just like his father's- without the extra creases that come with age. He's handsome to say the least, with a chiseled jaw and a pair of well-trimmed full eyebrows that frame his face. He's even got the same caramel colored skin, just a few hues lighter- like it was pulled off the burner too early.
"So why are you in his house." He blatantly checks me out, not even trying to make his staring concealed. It's then that I take notice of my near naked body. "And why are you shirtless?"
I'm caught like a deer in the headlights just then. The tall boy continues his stares as a smile sweeps across his face. It's like something clicked in his head.
"You're one of his fucks, aren't you?"
"Excuse me?" I say, trying to recover.
