Angel and the Assassin 3: Sins of the Father

past. But the appearance of objectification was often very erotic to a slave,
    and he wanted to explore that with Angel for a few moments.
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    Kael pressed the pad of his forefinger against Angel’s anus. The cold, wet K-Y
    touching the sensitive skin caused the boy to suck in a breath. “Is your cock hard?” Kael
    deliberately refrained from saying boy or Angel to make the experience even more
    impersonal.
    “Yes, Sir. I—”
    But Kael cut him off immediately, keeping his tone neutral and flat. “I didn’t ask
    for any further information.”
    Quickly he fetched a small hand towel and spread it on the bed in case Angel
    orgasmed unexpectedly. The boy was learning every day to control himself better, but
    he was still young and Kael never punished him for an unexpected come.
    Again Kael pressed his forefinger against Angel’s anus and this time pushed
    slowly inside. Kael withdrew the finger and repeated the action with two fingers. He
    began to speak using the same neutral tone. “Two fingers go in easily enough. I think
    I’ll try three.”
    Being taller than most men at six feet five inches, Kael’s body parts were
    proportionate. His hands were big with long, agile fingers. This time he thrust quickly,
    probing deeply, turning his fingers in a careful circle. “There’s the prostate,” he said,
    focusing the attention of his fingers on the walnut-size gland. Angel cried out at the
    sudden intense sensation, then quickly buried his face in the duvet. “Nice and healthy,”
    Kael continued. “Let me see if I can fit my entire hand inside this arse. It should go in.
    The anus is nice and loose right now. The buttocks relaxed.”
    Gathering his hand into a point, the fingers very close together, his thumb across
    his palm, Kael began a slow, steady breach. Often when he fisted his boy, he placed his
    other hand on Angel’s tailbone for comfort and support, but this time he offered
    nothing. The only contact he had with Angel was his hand very slowly but surely
    sliding up the boy’s arse in tiny increments.
    “Take deep breaths,” he ordered.
    Angel drew in a long breath, releasing it slowly. “Daddy?”
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    “Do not speak.” Kael continued to push his hand deeper inside until it was
    engulfed up to the wrist. A glance at Angel’s face showed it was pink and bathed in
    sweat and his cock was rigid. Kael reached between Angel’s thighs to grab the boy’s
    cock in his fist, squeezing hard. Angel’s body jerked as waves of pleasure swept
    through it. His panting increased in intensity, but with Kael squeezing his cock, he
    could not ejaculate. When the moment had passed, Kael released Angel’s cock and
    fucked him hard with his hand. Within seconds Angel pressed his face into the duvet,
    crying out as his cum hit the towel.
    Enjoying the sight of his boy’s quivering body, Kael remained still before slowly
    withdrawing his hand. While Angel recovered, Kael peeled off the glove and discarded
    it. Leaving Angel where he was, he went to the bathroom and hurriedly showered and
    brushed his teeth. When he returned to the bedroom, Angel had not moved, making
    Kael smile. No order had been given, and so the boy waited.
    “Get into bed.”
    Stretching his limbs like a fledgling, Angel crawled to the top of the bed and got
    in, holding back the duvet for Kael. They were side by side, but Angel did not move
    into his arms as he did every night. Whatever scene or mood they were playing out had
    not been broken with Kael’s exit, and Angel looked alert to orders.
    “Suck my cock,” Kael said in the same neutral tone, not using Angel’s name or
    any endearment.
    In silence Angel obeyed. Permission to speak had not been granted yet. On his
    hands and knees, he leaned over Kael’s groin and took his cock into his mouth. Already
    hard and pulsing with blood, Kael moaned when Angel’s sweet, warm mouth closed
    around his penis. He watched the blond head bob as the boy sucked, his long hair
    falling forward, tickling Kael’s belly. Kael did not hold back but allowed his pleasure to
    engulf him, rushing through his belly and buttocks. Though Angel never lost his
    rhythm, he managed to turn his face slightly to look at Kael. Their gazes met as Kael let
    his orgasm grip his body, jerking convulsively for half a minute.
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    Awash in sensation, he closed his eyes, fully expecting Angel to roll