Angel and the Assassin 3: Sins of the Father

discipline.
    Sometimes you just gotta have fun, Dad-dad.
    Deciding to play along, he took the key down, unlocked the door, and opened it.
    “Get out of my dungeon, boy.”
    “Make me,” Angel said with the most aggravating, snotty look. Kael lunged for
    him, deliberately missing. With a scream, Angel ran for the door. Kael was after him at
    once, following him through the flat, into the bedroom, through the en suite bathroom,
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    and out the opposite door into the hall. Kael walked with a long, determined stride
    while Angel ran, giggling hysterically. In the living room, Angel jumped on the couch,
    which really annoyed Kael. “Get off the furniture with your feet!”
    Angel leaped over the back. Making another lunge for the boy, Kael missed for
    real this time. Angel screamed with laughter, and they spent several moments dancing
    around the dining-room table.
    “Come here.” Kael feigned boredom.
    “No!” Sticking his thumbs into his mouth to stretch it wide, Angel stuck out his
    tongue and made his eyes go all googly weird.
    Fighting the urge to laugh, Kael waited to see which way Angel would run. The
    boy feinted to the right, and then ran left around the table and into the kitchen.
    Strolling, Kael followed him. Angel wasn’t immediately visible when he entered the
    kitchen. There was only one place he could be. Ducked down behind the breakfast bar.
    “Come out.” Kael forced himself to sound impatient, but he was remarkably calm
    and quite enjoying the fun of the moment.
    Suddenly Angel popped up and tossed something at him. A raw egg splattered
    against Kael’s bare chest. In an instant he was round the counter, grabbing Angel by
    both arms. Turning the boy around so his back was to Kael’s belly, he grabbed Angel’s
    wrists, pushing both arms up his back. Then holding them there with his left hand on
    both wrists, he forced Angel to bend forward at the waist over the counter as raw egg
    dripped down his belly.
    Knowing it would hurt because there were only a few drops of precum on the tip
    of his erect cock, Kael spread Angel’s buttocks with his right hand and pressed the tip
    of his cock to Angel’s anus. “Obey your daddy,” he said loudly, as he pushed inside
    Angel’s rectum in one long thrust.
    It must have hurt. Angel let out a piercing howl and then fell utterly still, his head
    resting on the counter, turned to one side. All the tension melted from his body as it
    always did when he was restrained and helpless. With Angel impaled on his cock,
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    Kael’s right hand was free to stroke the boy’s hair away from his face so he could look
    at him. Angel’s cheeks were pink, his eyes closed.
    Kael fucked his boy hard, drawing his cock out to the very tip before thrusting
    back in up to the hilt. The pleasure brought great moans up from his stomach and out
    through his mouth. Reaching around Angel’s hips, he grasped his boy’s cock. It was
    rigid and hot to the touch. When he felt his orgasm ready to explode, he rubbed his
    hand up and down Angel’s cock with a fast, heavy friction. “Do it!” he gasped.
    Slamming his hips against Angel’s arse, Kael orgasmed as pleasure shot through
    his body, making his knees weak. Even distracted as he was by his own orgasm, he felt
    Angel’s hot sperm spill over his hand. He lowered his upper body until his chest
    pressed against Angel’s back, and he kissed the boy’s hot, sweaty cheek. “I love you,”
    he whispered. “I love you.”
    Slowly he stood upright. He had worn no condom, and he had wet, raw egg on his
    chest. Standing, Angel turned and wrapped his arms around Kael. He tipped his face
    up for a kiss, lips parted, and Kael obliged, lingering long, pushing his tongue inside his
    boy’s warm, sweet mouth. “What would I do without my Angel?”
    “You’d have more money.” Angel smiled.
    “I wouldn’t have love or affection or a beautiful boy in my arms at night,” Kael
    told him. “My life was empty before you. Work, anonymous sex, more work.”
    “You love your work, Daddy. You rid the world of bad guys.”
    The corner of Kael’s mouth tipped up in a smile. His boy would never believe him
    capable of evil. “I was a machine. You made me into a human being. I even laugh
    sometimes.”
    “Mmmm.” Angel sighed.
    “Come on. Let’s get in the shower. It’s a beautiful evening. We’re going for a run,
    and when we get back, you’re going