He panted hard and made soft sounds as the man's cooed promises floated into his ears.  The touch of his hand, warm and heavy on his back, comforted the boy somewhat.  Marcus never stopped his motions though, his hips rocking slowly back and forth, slipping his cock a bit deeper into Peter's warm, tight hole each time, and before long, the older man gave one last thrust to slowly sink the entirety of his shaft deep into the boy.  The prickly hairs of the man's groin tickled the boy's rear as the feeling of being full washed through him.<br/><br/>"Unn...daddy..."  He said with a groan as the man drew back, his shaft retreating a bit only to sink back into the boy's eager rear.  Peter began to moan softly with each thrust as his inner walls gripped onto the thick meaty organ nicely.  He felt every inch of it as it moved with in him, especially when it passed a rather sensitive spot inside, making the boy jump suddenly with a yelped out moan.  "Ooooh...oooh..."  Peter drawled out as he buried his face in the pillow, his back arching as he began to push back against the man's thrusts slightly.<br/><br/>The boy continued meeting the man's thrusts, the pain dulling and the pleasure mounting with each pass Marcus made inside him.  The older man sure knew how to use his dick because Peter had never felt anything like this before.  His mouth hung open in a perpetual state of noise...a moan, gasp, pant, or groan always escaping him.  He loved it when the man sank balls deep inside of him, filling him up more than he thought possible.  Peter even thought he could feel the man's dick pulse deep within him.<br/><br/>"Y-yes, daddy...I love making you happy...it feels so gooood..."  He drew out the last word in a moan as he rocked his hips back against the man's groin just as Marcus rocked his own forward.  Peter was beginning to be more active, pushing back and pulling forward.  He was practically impaling himself on the man's dick each time, moans escaping his throat in a rampant wave of pleasure.  They slowly began to turn into words...the one word that he loved saying so much.<br/><br/>"Daddy...daddy...oooh daddy...d-daddy..."  Peter felt his balls begin to churn.  Each thrust seemed to build the pressure in him, and if Marcus didn't stop him, he'd fuck himself right into an earth shattering orgasm.