Chapter 20 Miguel

Daddy Shamus pulled down Miguel's shorts, and he stepped out of them. His senses jolted to life as Daddy Shamus's touch landed on his most delicate spots. The way he touched Miguel turned him on.

"Your ass, cock, and nipples are mine, boy."

"Yes, Daddy Shamus," Miguel whispered.

"Wash your body for me." Daddy Shamus pulled down the light comforter.

He was the man who could take charge of Miguel, something he'd been craving and looking for since Christmas. His new daddy's powerful presence surrounded Miguel with protection and care. He believed Daddy Shamus would love him the way he had dreamed of so many times. A fairytale romance come true . He was positive things would work out and for once in his life, he didn't worry about his daddy leaving him.

"Where's your enema bag?" Daddy Shamus asked.

"I packed it." Miguel pointed to the other room.

While Daddy Shamus fetched his enema bag, Miguel's thoughts ran wild. Miguel wanted Daddy Shamus to fuck him hard.

The only issue with Daddy Shamus was his constant working, but unfortunately, next week would be worse because Miguel had to start work as well. Normally a summer romance might end at the end of the season, but Miguel was secure knowing his new daddy worked where he attended college. Not only that, but he had promised as much to Miguel, which increased his confidence in their relationship. Daddy Shamus showed no signs of dumping him.

After the water warmed, Miguel quickly stepped into the shower stall and scrubbed every inch of his body so he would smell nice and clean for his daddy.

Daddy Shamus returned and filled the enema bag with a mixture of warm water and a cleansing solution. After handing it to Miguel, he quietly exited the bathroom, allowing him some privacy. Once he was done cleaning himself inside and out, Daddy Shamus returned to the bathroom to towel Miguel with gentle touches. When he was dry, Daddy Shamus gently lifted him over his shoulder, carefully navigating to the bedroom and laying him face down on the soft sheets. Then Daddy Shamus climbed onto the bed.

"I'm going to place a pillow under your stomach, so your ass sticks up for me." Daddy Shamus did so as he spoke.

He licked the back of Miguel's neck, his tongue playing and tickling, sending chills down Miguel's body. Peppering kisses down his spine, he traveled to his ass and spread Miguel's cheeks ever so tenderly.

"I want you," he said in a low growl, the sound making Miguel's balls tingle.

He licked along the entrance to the back of his sack and played with Miguel's scrotum, licking and sucking. He returned to his entrance and dipped his tongue inside. It felt so good.

"You taste like sugar, love," Daddy Shamus whispered.

With his kind words, Miguel's smile extended beyond his face, filling the room with a sense of joy. He never felt so safe and pleased all at once with anyone. Daddy Shamus was made for Miguel as he was for him.

"Get on all fours, please, love."

Miguel gladly obeyed, waiting ever so patiently for that huge, gorgeous cock to fill him. His heart swelled as Daddy Shamus seized him, showering him with love, protection, and a sense of contentment. Every fiber of his being yearned to belong to Daddy Shamus, craving his presence in every manner imaginable. The urge to surrender to Daddy Shamus consumed Miguel completely.

Daddy Shamus kneeled behind him, grabbed Miguel's cock, and stroked him. Before it could explode, he stopped, instead squeezing Miguel's nipples, which shot a fresh burst of pleasure-pain through him, inflaming his desire even more.

"Would you ever pierce your nipples?"

"If you want me to, I would. I like it when you play with them." His words dissolved into a deep moan as Daddy Shamus twisted both nipples.

"Only if you want them pierced." He kissed Miguel behind his ears. "I'm going to fuck you hard and make you take all of me. Are you ready for that?"

"Yes, Daddy Shamus."

Daddy Shamus reached for the draw, pulled out a condom, and a bottle of lube. He carefully rolled the condom onto himself, making sure it was snug and secure. He inserted one finger into Miguel, followed by a second, slowly stretching him. As he pulled his fingers out, there was a faint squelching sound.

He pulled Miguel closer, wrapping his arm tightly around his waist. He skillfully guided his hand towards his target and penetrated with his cock. The burn melted Miguel's insides, and his ass throbbed as Daddy Shamus slammed in and out, nudging his magical gland. His cock oozed with pre-cum. Miguel bucked, his cock needing more friction. Daddy Shamus immediately saw to his need by grabbing his cock and stroking it to the same rhythm of his own cock thumping inside him. The sound of their skin clashing turned Miguel on even more.

"Damn, Miguel! You're so hot."

"Mmm." Daddy Shamus pumped him harder and faster. "I've wanted to do this since I first saw you."

Miguel's lips trembled, but no words escaped. Just as Miguel was reaching his climax, Daddy Shamus blasted his cum inside the condom, providing a release of built-up pressure. The warmth of the filled condom ignited Miguel into shooting spurt after spurt.

"I think I came harder than I ever have." Miguel collapsed face down on the sheets, panting and still feeling the aftershocks of his orgasm, with Daddy Shamus resting alongside him. Daddy Shamus turned his head and kissed him hard on the lips. His tongue entered Miguel's mouth, their kiss completing their intense moments together as one.

"You're perfect for me, love." Daddy Shamus pulled away from Miguel's lips. Sweat dripped from his hair down his face, his beautiful, bearded face. My Daddy Shamus, all mine.

"No one has ever said I was perfect." Miguel pushed his hair away from his eyes.

"I never want to be separated from you at night."

"I don't either."

After Daddy Shamus dispensed with his used condom, he cleaned up in the bathroom, then returned to clean Miguel, who nestled into his daddy's arms. As they lay side by side, they gradually drifted into a peaceful sleep.