Oh god, is it weird that I freaking love how he asked me to stay big? There’s something so sweet about the way he phrased it. He’s making it clear he wants me to be in my adult headspace if we talk, but it also makes me feel like it’s okay if I say no because I need my little space.

“Yes, I’ll be big for you, Daddy. On one condition,” I say hopefully. I slide my thigh between both of his. I peer down and notice his morning wood tenting his briefs.

He hasn’t caught onto my naughty thoughts yet as he chuckles. “Sure, baby boy. What’s your condition?”

I slide in even closer, so our bodies are pressed together.

Time to seduce my Daddy.

I press my thigh against his hard cock while simultaneously kissing his neck. I trace the pads of my fingers through the hair on his chest until I’m plucking a pebbled nipple. “Will you let me suck your cock, Daddy?”

John groans. “Baby, I don’t want to rush you.”

I take both hands and glide them across his furry pecks before pinching his nipples again. “Please, Daddy? Please? I need your cock so bad.”

I bat my lashes and look up into his eyes. The sight of him before me has my cock jerking and leaking precum. His pupils are blown, and his nostrils are flaring as he breathes hard, trying to hold himself back. Fuck, there’s nothing hotter than a desperate Daddy about to lose control. I noticed the way he reacted to my begging.

So, I continue to run my hands all over my Daddy’s body and try begging again.

“Please, sir. Will you give me your fat cock? Your sweet boy wants to suck you dry.” I have no idea why I’m talking like this.I was never brave enough to do it with anyone else, and yet with John, the words flow naturally.

I want to be dirty for my Daddy.

“Fuck, Riley. You’re a filthy boy, aren’t you?”

I nod desperately. “Only for you, Daddy.”

John moans. I can feel a wet spot forming on his briefs. He begins thrusting his hard cock against my thigh as I continue to whisper and beg in his ear.

Finally, when he feels worked up and almost desperate, I make my way down his body, kissing a wet path as I go. Once my lips are wrapped around his thick cock, I’m delightfully surprised when he grips my hair and thrusts into my mouth.

I moan around his girth and realize that all this power might have gone to my head because now I’m just as hard and desperate as he is. I thrust my cock against the bedsheets as I take him further down my throat. It doesn’t take long before John is coming and spilling into my mouth. It’s so much that I can’t swallow it all, but that’s okay since I love making a mess.

He’s salty and delicious. Fuck, I need to come so bad now. I rock my hips against the mattress, but it’s not enough. I strip out of my onesie.

John is still panting from his orgasm, and his eyes are half-hooded with lust. “Damn, look at you, baby boy. Do you want Daddy to help you?”

My cock jerks and bobs as I flip over onto my back and thrust into the empty air. I whine and clutch the sheets.

“Please, Daddy.” This time when I beg, my words aren’t calculated. They tumble out of my mouth freely. I barely even know what I’m saying as all the blood rushes from my head to my cock.

John holds me down with one large hand on my chest. The weight of him pressing me into the mattress is intoxicating and causes me to moan. With his free hand, he reaches over and swipes some of his cum off my lips and chin. Then he uses it to slick up my cock while he jerks me off.

It’s so fucking naughty and sexy that it only takes me three pumps before I’m coming all over myself.

He chuckles, low and wicked. “You weresucha good boy for Daddy.”

My smile is so wide that my cheeks burn.

“You know, I never got to decorate for Christmas this year with the move. Would you like to go out for breakfast with me? My treat. Then, we can head over to my place and decorate?”

“You’d do that for me?”

“Yes, baby boy. Plus, I thought it would be fun for us to do it together. We could make it a tradition of ours.”

The fact he’s thinking of our future has my heart doing somersaults.

(January 15th)