The hand on his head was welcomed as the man's skilled fingers threaded into his dark mahogany locks.  Marcus' hand seemed to guide the boy to new places on the man's chest, and when the man asked if he liked it in that sensually soft voice, all Peter gave in return was a deep "Mmmf..."<br/><br/>His hair was tugged upon, and Peter pulled back, his lips shiny with saliva from all the licking and kissing he'd done.  Those azure eyes looked up at the man who told him to move to the bed along with a firm nudge.  Marcus went first, meaning that the boy's hand pulled free from the shaft he'd become accustomed to stroking, and Peter, indeed, gasped softly as he didn't want to let go.<br/><br/>He eyed the man as his large frame settled on the bed, adjusting pillows until he leaned back against the wall.  The man looked so tempting...so powerful as he just stared back at Peter who hadn't moved yet.  The boy eyed the man's shaft quite shamelessly as it pressed upward against his furred abdomen, pulsing with his strong heartbeat.<br/><br/>Peter watched Marcus pat his thigh and give him a beckoning gesture before speaking those three words which were laced with sex.  The boy smirked before he crawled onto the bed on all fours, heading for the thigh the man had patted.  He straddled the hairy appendage, settling his nude rear upon it and leaning in toward the man while hesitantly placing a hand on his hirsute chest.<br/><br/>"Yes, daddy?"  Peter said playfully, feeling a little more comfortable with Marcus.  He was still quite frightened and unsure, but he had loved what they were doing so far which was why he was starting to feel comfortable with the man.