Page 39 of Lucky Sucker

“Thank you,” he said.

“You can call me it, you know, just to see.” The one time I turned my head, he also turned to look at me.

“Daddy,” he said breaking into a fit of giggles.

Those stomach-churning tickles were right about him, and the way I was feeling. This was that sweet four-letter word, and yet, my body was refusing to even allow my mouth or brain to even speak it into existence. I knew this was a distraction, but I couldn’t stop it from happening.

“You’re adorable,” I said.

“And what about Bloo?” he asked, pushing his toy up to my face.

“He’s adorable as well, us Orcas have to stick together,” I said, giving his teddy a kiss. “Do you want one as well?”

“Do you even have to ask?” He puckered up for me.

He was right. I didn’t need to ask, and I shouldn’t have. All these rules were still so new to me. I kissed him, my lips now lightly coated in a sweet strawberry layer. “Good boy,” I said.

“Uh. Call me that again, Daddy,” he whispered, letting out a little whine.

“Good boy.”

Snatching his teddy away, he pushed it down his torso and held it there, as if hiding himself from myself, but all it did was steal my gaze to look down at the jersey covering him. “We’re missing the show,” he said as the plush orca was squeezed hard around his groin, as if suppressing the excitement he’d gathered in that area.

That was still so new to me, and I wasn’t sure I was quite ready to explore it yet, even if my own cock was getting hard, I didn’t know what to do with another one. “I think you’re right,” I said, sitting upright. “Did you say you wanted to change, or are you happy to sleep in my jersey?” I undressed out of my t-shirt, my naked torso on full show, but I was getting far too overheated in it.

Wren stared at me, as if my nipples were now my eyes, he held contact with them at least. “I’m ok in this.”

“You sure?”

Through a yawn, he nodded and turned his head to look back at the ceiling. “Yeth,” he offered playfully.

“Yeth,” I repeated. “You’re adorable.”

We continued to lay on the duvet and hold hands for most of the night. The warmth generated between our two bodies seemed like a layer all its own, much better than any blanket or duvet. I didn’t even recall falling asleep, only that I did, and Wren cuddled up to me, his head on my chest and his leg wrapping around my leg as if I’d get up and go in the middle of the night.

17. WREN

I clung to Luke’s body like he was a tree, and I was a koala, the way I didn’t even know the difference between him and a tree trunk was telling on how deep in sleep I was until I woke up, slobbering all over his perfectly smooth manicured chest.We’d made out a lot, but this had been the most intimate we’d been with each other.

Waking before him meant I could pull away from him, although it woke him.

“I was enjoying that,” he said. “Come back.” He pulled me back into his arms. I shouldn’t have been surprised by his strength, he was known for his lucky puck shots, and that took a lot of arm power to do. He could’ve crushed me in his arms right now and I might have even thanked him for it.

“Ok,” I said, unable to resist the natural musk on his skin. “You smell so good.”

He rubbed his hand against my back, pulling the jersey up to feel my skin. Gooseflesh covered the area he was touching, tingling under his hand. I cooed and let out a slight whimper from being touched.

“Can I touch you?” he asked.

I turned in the limited mobility to look at him. “Yes, Daddy.”

“Mhmm.” He chewed on his lip as his fingers danced down my spine, as if he was counting each last bone.

As I continued to haul my leg over his waist, I found his bone. I didn’t know what to do at first, this was a first for us. His erection was right there on the inside of my knee, it was throbbing and pulsing in tune to the way his fingers went down each of the notches on my back. I was glad my cock wasn’t touching him, because it was also hard, becoming thicker now just knowing he was hard too.

“You like to be stroked?” he asked.

I choked on a response. “Huh?” My knee jerking and nearly digging into his crotch, but he didn’t seem to mind or even flinch at it.

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