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Christopher couldn't sleep. Again. He had been having problems for two months, ever since his dad and him moved from El Paso to a new big city in California. And it wasn't the first night he couldn't get even one wink of sleep either. His dad was so sweet with him, always checking if Chris was asleep properly. He would always come into his room at 9 PM and gently pull the duvet up to Chris's chin, before tucking him in softly. His dad was the best.
But tonight wasn't a good night for sleep either. So he thought of things that made him happy instead: dinosaurs, rocket ships, the stars, Bisabuela's food, his dad, and new games to play. He was lying in bed, with his lamb close to him. Eddie had bought him this lovely stuffed animal at a shop near their new home as they were first arriving and Chris loved it. He named it Lambie.
He heard something that made him sit up immediately. Chris wasn't scared. His daddy told him how to always be a good and brave boy, so he sat there quietly, listening carefully with the lamb in his arms.
There it was again. It sounded like a broken moan. Like when his dad would wake up from an ugly dream sometimes at night and he'd run into his room to see if everything was okay. He hadn't known what that sound meant back then, but his dad sat him down one day to explain to him it was okay to have nightmares as long as they could lean on each other to talk about them.
He heard the moaning again. It sounded like his daddy. Did something happen? Was he hurt? In pain? Chris didn't know exactly what that noise meant yet, but he had to check if his father was okay. Maybe he really was having a bad dream and needed someone to talk about it.
So Chris threw the duvet back, got up from bed, took his lamb with him and walked in the direction of daddy's bedroom.
The door was closed, so Chris pressed his ear against it gently to listen better. It sounded like his daddy all right. He turned the handle carefully so that he wouldn't disturb him by any sudden movement or noise.
When he pushed open the door wide enough for him to squeeze through sideways without letting a big gust of air into dad's room, he saw Eddie lying on the bed. But daddy wasn't wearing his usual t-shirt and sweatpants. He was completely naked! What was daddy doing?
Chris looked attentively: his daddy was tweaking one of his nipples with a hand while the other held something that went in and out of... His button? How is that even possible? Why was daddy putting something inside his pee-pee hole? Is this a new game? Chris loves new games.
As Chris kept curiously watching him, he noticed his dad didn't look uncomfortable. No, he looked so happy playing alone, moaning and breathing in deeply. Must be a really fun game!
Chris stayed there watching the scene intently until he felt himself getting tired and sleepy again. He sat down on the floor right by the door where it would be dark enough for him not to disturb his daddy from all of this playing. He snuggled with his lamb and watched his daddy play by himself. Daddy looked so happy, smiling like a silly idiot!
He'd have to ask for a turn with this game tomorrow!
It felt really good just watching him now, even though he was also getting sleepy again. Chris felt as if he was being rocked while trying to fall asleep: the moaning sound from Eddie kept going on forever, on and on...
His dad kept playing with himself until suddenly he moaned louder and some white liquid came out from inside his adult willy and painted all over his body. His moans got louder in joy. He smiled so beautifully, it made Chris smile too. His daddy looks so happy!
Chris got up and left his dad’s room softly, but kept looking at him as he closed the door behind him. He went back to bed quietly while carrying Lambie with both hands in front of himself. When he lay down again and covered himself with the duvet, Lambie was placed comfortably on top of Christopher’s stomach.
He decided tomorrow morning he'd talk to daddy about it. His dad always said how important it was for them to have a good communication. Chris would ask if his daddy could teach him this new cool game after they had breakfast.
For the first time after months, Chris fell asleep quickly. He was already dreaming when his eyes closed.
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“Good morning, buddy!" Eddie said brightly as he entered Christopher's room. "Did you sleep well?" He leaned over to give his son a kiss on the forehead.
"Morning, daddy!" Christopher smiled while sitting up with Lambie still lying across him. "I slept super well!"
Eddie smiled at him. "Oh, wow, Chris! I'm happy to hear that!" He said, caressing Chris's hair. "Maybe we should go for a walk later in the park to enjoy your new energy?"
Eddie loved taking him around places he'd never seen before when they had moved from their old home and settled in California so that he could get used to the new environment. Parks and zoos were always something Christopher loved visiting.
"Yay!" Chris cheered. "Maybe we could play too?" He asked this part shyly.
His dad gave him another kiss on top of his head while rubbing it with affection. "Of course," Eddie continued, "we'll play anything you want." He pulled his son for a hug, before taking him by the hand to walk towards their kitchen.
"I wanna play daddy's new game!" Christopher said innocently as they were walking. "I saw it last night and you looked really happy while playing!"
Eddie stopped immediately in front of the kitchen and stared at him with wide eyes, not knowing how to react or what on Earth his little boy was referring to. He didn't mean... Did he?
"Chris," Eddie stuttered slowly, nervously. His mind was running quickly trying desperately to make connections that would help explain what had happened.
"You told me if something is wrong during sleep, we should come find each other." Chris explained as usual: always honest like this perfect child is supposed be. "I thought you were crying and then I saw you were playing a game with your bottom!" He giggled a bit while explaining. "Can you teach me too?"
Eddie was still frozen in place with his mouth slightly open in shock from what he heard. His eyes were wide, staring at the boy like they just saw an alien for the first time.
"Daddy?" Chris asked after seeing Eddie not responding to anything he had said before and being completely silent for too long.
Chris stepped forward, taking one of his father's hands between both of his tiny ones to look up at him, trying to get any type of response or reaction out from him. This sweet gesture finally broke through all barriers that paralyzed Eddie. It shook something deep inside him. He knew Chris meant well with his questions.
Eddie crouched down and held his son's hand softly, yet firmly. "Daddy's game," he started slowly, "is for adults." He had to be patient and gentle when explaining this. The same way he did with any other difficult subject that Chris needed a bit more of understanding about, just like when he was 3 and asked Eddie why people would kiss each other's mouths.
Christopher blinked at his dad. "Adults always say that," he pouted. "Why can't I play? You looked like you were having fun!" His little hands were now squeezing his father's hand tightly, holding on like a life raft. "Adults always get to have all the fun!" Chris protested.
Eddie was watching his son intently. Why the fuck didn't he lock his bedroom door? This was so fucking messy. His hand started to tremble and he didn't want his boy seeing that, so Eddie moved for a hug.
"I'm sorry, Chris," Eddie said as they hugged. "This game is really important for adults. You'll get to play it when you're not a kid anymore," he told him patiently and oh-so gently.
"Are you mad at me?" Chris asked, feeling like maybe he had done something wrong. "I'm sorry," he said sincerely.
"No!" Eddie insisted firmly while hugging him tighter than before. "Baby, you have nothing to apologize for!"
They broke their hug and Eddie kissed his son's cheek softly while caressing his hair. Chris smiled at him. "Okay, daddy."
"How about we eat our breakfast together now?" Eddie suggested cheerfully in order to break any tension that remained around them from this conversation. Somehow, though, Eddie had a feeling Chris would eventually talk about this "game" again. "We have waffles and orange juice, just how you like," Eddie encouraged his little boy.
"Yay!" Christopher shouted happily. He immediately jumped from the floor to run towards their dining table where breakfast was already set up by his father for both of them. "Waffles!" His face lit up in delight.
Eddie smiled back at him while following Chris to the kitchen area with a heavy heart full of worry about what happened and what this would lead in days or weeks ahead. He's just a single father who wants desperately to do anything right for Chris's sake.
He sat down next to Christopher and took some of those delicious looking waffles for both their plates. They started eating happily together, but Eddie for some reason couldn't take his eyes off of the beautiful boy who was sitting by his side. It was like he was looking at Christopher in a whole new light.
Weird. He shrugged it off. Of course he thought his son was beautiful, it didn't mean anything. He took a big bite off his waffle and they chatted away.
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The rest of the day was long and it felt like it was never gonna end.
Eddie took Chris to the park and kept planning out ways on how to avoid talking about "daddy's game" again with him. Thankfully, Chris seemed to have dropped the subject, at least for now, but that didn't stop Eddie from worrying.
They went home after having had a lot of fun at the park. Chris was playing with his toys in their living room while Eddie fixed them some snacks.
"Daddy! Play with me!" Chris shouted as soon as dinner time got closer around 7 PM.
Eddie tensed immediately, until he realized he was just talking about playing with his actual toys. Not that. So they played until Eddie had to make them dinner. Before that, Eddie gave Chris a bath as usual and joined him. He washed him with gentle hands, making sure to get his hair clean and washing all the dirt away from Chris's small body.
When Eddie was drying Christopher off after their bath, he noticed something peculiar. Chris seemed to be staring at Eddie's cock, which was soft and dangling between his legs. This was a first.
Eddie immediately felt nervous, but he didn't want to react in any way that would alarm or scare the boy. He also tried not to move too fast while drying off Chris's body because that would only look weird on its own right now.
To his horror, he saw his son's hands twitching against his sides, like he wanted to reach out. He wondered if Christopher could see the worry in his eyes, but thankfully it didn't seem like he did.
When Chris was completely dry and they were both fully dressed, Eddie had to accept the fact that he fucked up and Chris was definitely gonna bring this up again. He felt it in his bones.
They ate dinner together and then Eddie helped Chris get ready for bed. As he tucked his son in, he kissed his temple and asked "You had fun today?"
"So much!" Chris answered happily while smiling. He looked at Eddie for a second, his father playing softly with his hair. "Dad?" He asked cautiously, looking at him through big innocent eyes from under the duvet that he'd pulled all the way over his head like he liked to do.
Eddie's heart sank and he immediately felt uncomfortable in all of it, knowing what was waiting for him.
"Yes?" Eddie responded nervously with a low voice as gently as possible so nothing would scare his son away before they could talk about things properly when there was need for it later on.
"I wanted to ask you..." Chris trailed off hesitantly and kept staring at daddy intently without saying anything else right then or there. "I know you said no, but I really wanna play daddy's game," he whispered quickly, like he was afraid of asking for it again. He probably was. He didn't want daddy to be mad at him.
Eddie swallowed loudly and tried not to stare too hard or intensely at the boy, but it was fucking impossible.
"Chris..." He sighed heavily as he sat down on the bed next to his son, caressing one of Chris's hands with a finger while talking softly. "I told you," Eddie explained patiently like whenever they were discussing anything that needed patience and care from both parts: father and child alike. "That game is for adults."
"But you would teach me and you're an adult," he whispered again. He held on to daddy's hand firmly. "Please teach me?" He asked so innocently with big and beautiful green eyes.
Eddie wanted to refuse him, but seeing those gorgeous innocent orbs staring at his soul right then was making him feel like melting away completely into nothingness. How could anyone possibly deny this sweet child anything?
Still, this was so confusing.
"How about I read you a story instead?" Eddie asked, hoping to change the subject. Chris didn't look satisfied, but he accepted it. Eddie read him a story and watched as he started falling asleep. Crisis averted.
Or was it?
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Two hours later, Eddie was ready for bed. The house was locked, windows were closed and the curtains in his bedroom were shut. He flicked the lights off and turned on the lamp on his bedside table so he could try reading for a while.
He just settled in when Chris suddenly knocked on his bedroom door. "Daddy?"
"Yeah?" Eddie said gently with hope and dread both fighting inside him, not wanting this conversation to happen again, but, at the same time...
"I can't sleep, can you play with me?" Chris said innocently as he entered the bedroom. Before Eddie could even think of coming up with an answer, Christopher did something that shocked him. He undressed himself and climbed the bed. Eddie stared at him in disbelief.
Fuck. His cock is definitely interested in this. He could feel it starting to grow.
"Chris," Eddie stuttered. This couldn't be happening, he thought in panic. But his 8 year old looked so sweet, so fucking innocent... Why did this have to happen?
"I wanna learn," he told his daddy gently. "I love new games, daddy!" Chris was simply laying down naked, thinking it was normal to be like this. Eddie has seen his little dick a billion times and this was the first time that Eddie felt like sucking it. What the fuck?
"I'll play with you," someone said.
Then Eddie realizes in shock: he's the one who said those words. Oh, he was fucked. So fucked.
Chris cheered and Eddie got up, undressing himself under his son's attentive gaze. When they were both naked, Eddie laid down on the bed, moving to his back. Christopher was still staring at him.
"Daddy's game is very special," Eddie's voice was filled with lust. How did he get here? "and it might even hurt a bit. You sure you want that?"
"Hurt?" Chris looked scared for the first time. Ah, hell no. He insisted on playing this game, they're gonna fucking play it now.
"Not that much, baby," Eddie reassured his boy. "Daddy will be right here with you and you'll feel good." His voice sounded hoarse and his breath hitched when he saw Chris nodding at him from the bed.
He lifted his son up so that he straddled Eddie's chest, staring down at him like this is what they did every day. It should have been awkward for them both, but it felt normal after a while.
"Daddy is gonna start," Eddie said, "by doing something only people who love each other very much do."
Chris smiled at him. "What is it, daddy?"
"Will you let daddy kiss you?" He gazed into Christopher's bright blue eyes. His hands trailed up his little body until the fingers of his right hands brushed against his son's lips. "Right here." He whispered while his fingers played with Chris's mouth.
The boy looked down and watched in awe as he saw the movement of Eddie's hand on his lips. Suddenly, he opened them widely enough so that one of daddy’s finger could get inside him. The feeling was immediately strange to both of them, but also really nice somehow.
"Daddy likes that," Eddie moaned at how perfect it felt having a part of himself in Christopher already. His dick started leaking precum onto the bed sheets from all this excitement filling up within him like a bucket getting filled by water until it overflows eventually. "Suck a bit on it like a lolli." He guided Chris gently with a hand to his head, getting it down and he felt the suction. "Mm, just like that." It was too good.
Eddie didn't know how much time had passed until his son's mouth let go of his finger and they stopped doing this part of daddy's special game. "You said you'd kiss me, daddy." Christopher said shyly. "Like this?"
He leaned down towards Eddie and touched their lips together innocently at first, like he was tasting him or getting used to it all. But then it changed.
Eddie took his mouth in a full kiss where they opened wide and let their tongues fight each other lovingly, trying to see who gets the upper hand now that they both knew what this meant for them: blissful happiness. Eddie was so fucking gone. His cock was aching to feel more, but it wasn't time for that yet.
When they broke their kiss and both looked at each other with dazed expressions on their faces, Eddie leaned up from the bed and captured his son's lips in another full-on tongue-fighting kiss. He could tell Chris loved daddy's game already.
Eddie reached behind Christopher, touching his little bottom with one hand. "Are you ready for the next part, baby?" He asked softly. The boy nodded and they kissed again.
"Last night you saw daddy putting something inside his bottom, right?" Chris nodded shyly. "This is the game, baby." He watched as Christopher blushed, but didn't refuse.
"We put things inside our butts?" He whispered, "Like where my poop comes out?"
"Yes," Eddie agreed with a nod. "But it can feel really good if you do it properly and with someone who loves you." Eddie's fingers were already trailing his son's tiny hole slowly in circles.
"I love daddy!" Chris blurted out happily while looking up at him. It warmed the deepest corner of Eddie’s heart to hear this from his child so openly like he always does things: full of sincerity and love.
"And daddy loves you," he kissed Chris again, and then broke it. "What do you wanna put inside your butt, buddy?" He was definitely feeling generous. "We can put toys, fingers..." he trailed off, "and even willies," he whispered this part on his ear like it was a secret. He was still rubbing Chris’s hole.
"Willies?" Chris's eyes widened, but didn't look scared. "It won't hurt?"
"It probably will, baby." Eddie's cock started twitching again as he watched his little boy looking up at him so innocently. "But you get to hold onto daddy and I'll hug you so tight!" He promised with a gentle smile.
Chris looked away from his daddy as he seemed to be thinking about it deeply.
"I want all of them!" Chris threw his arms up gleefully.
Eddie blinked at that. He definitely wasn't expecting that answer. His son was a whore, God.
"You mean you want toys, fingers, and my willy?" Eddie asked just to make sure. Chris had no idea what he was asking for, but Eddie was gonna make him feel good. He'd be gentle, loving and he would teach Chris how to love this game.
Chris nodded firmly. Eddie looked at him for a while, then decided to show Chris something. He reached the drawer on his bedside table and took the lube and the smallest dildo he had. It was like a bullet one, purple and made of silicone. Not a vibrator. It was Eddie's first dildo ever and it was fitting that it'd be his son's too. Except for the fact that Eddie was 10 years older than Chris is right now when he bought it.
Eddie showed him the dildo. He looked curiously at him. "This is a dildo, baby," Eddie said. "It's the first toy you'll ever have inside your butt," Eddie pecked his lips. "We'll start with fingers, then this," he explained everything slowly so that his son could keep up with him.
"Then your willy?" Chris asked hopeful.
Eddie laughed softly. "Yeah, baby, then my willy."
He planned on not taking very long with his fingers and the dildo. He was just gonna prep his son's little rim and then fuck him like he's been asking. He's been denying himself, but he wanted inside that tiny ass.
Chris watched with big eyes how daddy lubed up his middle finger slowly. "We have to use this special liquid," he explained. Eddie rubbed some lube on his son's little hole while watching him carefully for any sign of being uncomfortable. He needed to be careful about how young he was, even if Christopher seemed completely fine with whatever happened between them. He wouldn't want to tear any tissue.
Eddie started slowly inserting his middle finger and Chris looked uncomfortable. He immediately kissed the boy to distract him and Chris wound his arms around his daddy's neck, kissing back. Kissing a kid was a funny sensation. As much as he tried to respond to the kiss, Chris had no idea what he was doing. Somehow, that felt better than any other kiss with an adult Eddie had ever shared.
He kept going slowly, sliding his finger out and back inside that tight little hole. "Does it hurt?" Eddie asked. Chris shook his head no, biting on daddy's bottom lip gently as he did so. Whore.
Eddie took a few more strokes of the same middle finger while making sure to rub Chris’s taint with his palm before withdrawing from him completely this time. His son moaned in pleasure like this felt too good for him and pouted at being abandoned already.
"Relax," Eddie whispered against Chris's mouth as they broke another kiss. "Daddy is gonna give you more now.
He added a second digit to Chris's hole, stretching those walls wider than they have ever been before today. He waited for his son to adjust and watched as he tensed a bit at the feeling of being stretched by two fingers, then finally relaxed around them.
"Daddy," Chris moaned happily while leaning down against him. Eddie could smell his own sex. He had some more things on their agenda tonight before they could get done with this game.
He worked his son's rim with the two digits until they glided easily inside that little hole without too much trouble from stretching Chris’s wall. Eddie slid out again and wiped both lubed fingers against Christopher's back, cleaning them on his skin.
Chris moaned as he felt empty. Eddie thought about adding a thrid finger, but wanted to get to the put your willy inside your 8 year old son part soon. So, as Christopher put his head on Eddie's shoulder, Eddie just said "Are you enjoying the game?" and kissed his son's head softly. Christopher slowly nodded in agreement.
Eddie got the dildo that had been waiting patiently on the bed during all of this preparation work and lubed it up. He watched as Chris looked at the purple toy curiously. Eddie figured Chris would like it well enough since it was colorful and really looked like a toy. It would keep the fantasy of this being a game alive.
Christopher giggled slightly. Eddie's heart went out for this sweet boy. He was so adorable and he already said the most precious things to Eddie as a son that made him fall in love with Chris more each day, even though it seemed impossible how deep that love could go. Now they were playing daddy’s special game together. It all felt surreal.
Eddie held Chris tightly against him and flipped them over. His little boy was looking up at him with curious eyes as his legs got pulled to his chest and the dildo rubbed against that tiny hole. The bullet toy looked so big compared to Chris’s butt.
Eddie pushed it inside, watching as he squirmed under the sudden feeling of something hard and bigger than two of his fingers entering him. The tip got in and Chris let out a moan of pleasure while tugging tightly on his daddy's hair.
His little boy was perfect. Eddie felt like he could stay here forever. The way Christopher looked at him in his eyes, how sweetly he treated his dad... It was enough to melt even the hardest of hearts.
He took it out a bit before sliding deeper inside Chris’s rim and held it there for a bit. When the boy relaxed again around this new thickness that stretched him, Eddie started moving slowly against it while keeping kissing on Chris's mouth.
Eddie risked a glance at his boy's rim and almost came at the sight. It was bright pink and so fucking tight. It had a redness to it from being stretched by the toy and his fingers, and Eddie accidentally drooled on top of Christopher's chest. The boy giggled at his daddy, as if not even realizing this was happening.
Eddie withdrew the dildo almost fully and then slowly pushed it in again. He repeated these movements a few times until he felt that Chris was more used to having something inside of him. He reached down to rub Christopher's willy gently against his own thigh while fucking him with the dildo.
Chris moaned happily on top of their kisses. "That feels so good, daddy," he admitted innocently while squirming under Eddie’s grip around that tiny pink willy.
Eddie agreed silently. It sure did feel so fucking good. "Christopher," Eddie started, "rub your little nipples, honey," he ordered through a gasp. His cock was leaking already.
Chris did as he had been told. He started tweaking those little pink nipples of his, rubbing them between his fingers while moaning loudly. Chris remembers his daddy doing this to himself last night! He started mimicking daddy from memory.
They kissed wildly while this continued going on forever until suddenly Christopher tensed and his entire body shook. Fucking hell, he was having a dry orgasm! Eddie was getting close too, he needed to get his willy inside of Chris immediately.
He pulled out the dildo and then started working on stroking his cock with his lubed hand. Christopher looked completely out of it, eyes closed in pleasure and breathing harshly through his mouth. His little willy was twitching from that first orgasm.
Eddie stopped for a second and held Christopher's face between his palms. He didn't want to make love to his son while he was half-conscious. Eddie wanted the boy to remember this.
"Hey," he whispered loudly, shaking his son softly. Chris opened those pretty eyes in confusion and looked around with a daze until finally focusing on him. "Look at me, baby." Eddie commanded softly.
"D-daddy..." Chris murmured while blushing bright red like he got caught doing something naughty! His daddy thought that was so fucking cute.
"I need you to be present, okay?" Eddie kissed his cheeks. "The game only feels good if you play it with daddy," he told him softly. Chris nodded like a good boy and hugged onto his daddy for another kiss.
Eddie got on top of Christopher again, holding the boy's legs tightly against the mattress this time, pushing those thighs open to keep his rim exposed. Eddie started rubbing lube over that tiny hole while making sure he wasn't hurting Chris with anything he was doing now.
His son watched curiously how daddy stroked and rubbed himself against that hole, as if wanting it to open magically for him. He pushed forward gently when there was enough lubrication everywhere around them so that his cockhead could get in safely without hurting the 8 year old too much from their size difference.
Chris moaned loudly when the head slid inside slowly. Eddie froze for a moment to give his little boy time adjusting around this new feeling of something so much bigger going inside him. The wall was tight and hot against the tip, he could already feel those nerve endings deep in his shaft coming alive at all of this delicious heat.
Eddie caressed Chris's sides while starting to push more inside slower than before now that the head had popped inside easily enough. His heart thumped as Christopher moaned again from being stretched by daddy’s willy.
He kissed Chris gently on the mouth after looking into those eyes with affection, making sure everything was okay between them and only then pushing deeper inside until being almost fully seated when Christopher whimpered softly under him.
"I love you," Eddie whispered against their kiss passionately while taking breaks to slide more inches down that tiny hole as smoothly as possible without causing pain. He kissed his cheeks, jaw and neck so, so lovingly. "I love you so much," he promised while his own breathing got heavier from all of this pleasure.
Chris kissed daddy back and hugged him tightly in between these kisses. Eddie was now buried inside the boy, balls deep with his little willy twitching on top of them both.
Eddie started moving in slow thrusts to give Chris time adjusting to having something so big fucking him right now until he could push more into every stroke when finally feeling that his son would take it well enough.
He fucked Christopher gently as their kisses continued on for a long time afterwards while they made sweet love together. Daddy's game, indeed. His cock felt so good inside that tiny body with its tight walls around him like a snug hug. He could get used to this. He fucking wanted this to be forever.
Eddie held onto Christopher's thighs as he pulled out almost fully and then pushed back into him. Chris moaned every time daddy went inside him deeply enough, feeling like his insides were going to tear apart from having something so big there.
Finally when he got used enough for Eddie to really fuck him properly, his daddy started pounding into Chris’s ass harshly while holding tightly onto those legs of his little boy's body, keeping his thighs open, making Chris present himself. He was moaning wildly while daddy made love to him and his face looked so fucking beautiful under this pleasure.
This fucking whore.
Eddie fucked Chris even harder now, making those pretty blue eyes of his roll into the back of his head. His son moaned softly with a smile on his mouth as they kissed in between stroke. It felt like heaven.
"Daddy's game is fun," Chris whispered innocently against Eddie's lips. "I love it," he said while gasping. Christopher's baby cock started twitching between their bodies again. He was so innocent and all Eddie's.
Eddie started feeling feral. He forgot his own name. He started babbling nonsense like "such a fucking tight cunt" and "my little baby whore" while pounding into his son relentlessly, causing a mess everywhere from how hard he was going against that tiny body.
"Daddy," Chris whispered again innocently. "D-daddy!" He moaned louder now and Eddie had half a mind to think Chris must be feeling overstimulated. That made Eddie's balls tighten.
He started spilling his hot milk inside his baby son. "Take all your daddy's milk, baby," he moaned. "Be a good baby whore for daddy and take it, Chris," he continued breathlessly.
Chris had a second dry orgasm at the same time his father emptied himself inside him. His boy felt like this was just too much stimulation and pleasure going on for him at once, having that big cock inside himself and feeling it filling his insides with milk.
When both of their orgasms ended, Eddie collapsed against Christopher while panting harshly. He hugged onto Chris tightly as they laid there for what felt like hours, holding each other lovingly with no care about the mess around them on that mattress or anything else happening outside this room right now.
Eddie pulled out carefully from Chris when finally feeling like moving again. Chris had tears in his eyes and a smile on his lips. Eddie felt like crying too from how perfect his son was. He should've agreed on teaching him this game from the beginning.
Chris looked down at himself and whispered "Daddy's milk." Eddie blinked. "You said it's daddy's milk! Is it like the milk mommies have?" Chris asked innocently.
Eddie's breath caught. "Do you want a taste, baby?" Eddie asked shyly as he slid out a finger full of his cum. He brought it to Chris’s mouth for the boy to lick off.
Christopher licked it clean with innocence and curiosity like always, looking at daddy again when done. "It tastes salty," Chris told him innocently. "It's good!"
"Yeah," Eddie answered dazedly while pulling his son against himself so that they could hug each other tightly again in their mess on the bed. He plunged his tongue inside Christopher's mouth and tasted himself. "Very good." Eddie agreed with his boy.
Chris, after a while, resting on top of daddy's chest, said "Thank you for teaching me the game, daddy!" He hugged Eddie's body tighter in gratitude. "I want to play daddy's game forever!" Chris said sweetly.
Eddie hugged him back and kissed his hair while smiling softly, caressing his little body. He looked down at Christopher with happiness.
"So do I, baby."