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He wanted milk cuddles too judging by the way he was looking at my pecs, but I didn’t have to point that out. Papa knew, chuckling and reaching up to stroke one pec and flick the tip of my nipple. “I know somewhere else he wants to kiss too.”

My words and emotions were all mixed up, but even though embarrassment and desire were whirling around, and part of me wanted to hide under the bed, there was no place else I wanted to be…no one else I’d rather be with…no one else I wanted to submit to.

27

SANTOS

Harley seemed like there was a hurricane inside him that was threatening to overwhelm him because words just weren’t forming any longer, but his eyes never left Dally and his hands were digging into my arms as he kept them pressed close against his body.

I wasn’t even sure he knew how tightly he was holding on to me, but it was just another sign that no matter how nervous he was, he wanted to make love with us.

He wanted to be Daddy.

That would always be the most adorable way I’d ever heard to ask to be made love to, and it was so perfectly Harley it made me want to wrap myself around him and never let him go. But since that wouldn’t get him the penetrative love making he was looking to explore, I was going to have to come back to that.

He was mine, so we had the time.

They were mine.

Not that Dally was particularly patient.

No, he was just as hungry as Harley but he wasn’t nearly as conflicted, so as Harley’s pants slid to the floor, I pushed down the front of his boxer briefs to reward Dally. “Let’s see if your Daddy wants to give you a kiss.”

Their matching moans made me smile, but it was the way Dally licked the head of Harley’s cock as his eyes stayed glued to his boy that had my dick trying to escape its confines. Harley loved it too based on the way he sucked in a breath and his hands tightened on my forearms again. “Papa…he…”

I wasn’t sure what he was trying to say, but I did my best to fill in the blanks. “He loves kissing you and making you happy.”

Heat and desire flashed through Dally’s eyes, but sweet Harley nodded and sighed as Dally French kissed the head of his cock. It had our boy’s knees going weak but he stayed upright as I teased his nipples. “Should I let you fuck his throat, sweet boy?”

Harley sucked in a breath and lost his words again as Dally’s expression got wicked and sexy. “Oh, Dally liked that idea.”

They both liked that idea.

“But he’d also like to have milk cuddles with our boy.” Pinching the tip of one nipple, I swiped the milk that beaded on the tip and brought it down to Dally. “Let’s give your Daddy a taste.”

We all knew I was working on getting more comfortable with this part of their play, but neither of them was thinking about that as Dally released Harley’s cock and wrapped his lips around my finger. I couldn’t help giving in to his invitation and fucked his mouth with my finger as Harley held his breath and shivered.

Dally’s moan made it clear he was ready for whatever kind of kisses Harley wanted, but I thought it would be the bestdistraction as I got our boy ready. So I eased my finger out of Dally’s lips and brought the slick finger back up to Harley’s chest. “Daddy’s hungry. Step out of your clothes. Let’s go cuddle on the bed.”

Where we wouldn’t have to depend on his legs holding him up.

As Dally rose, Harley blinked and looked around confused. “I…”

Whatever he was going to say was lost as Dally gave him a gentle kiss and shut down Harley’s brain again. There was just enough working for him to move his legs and get free of his pants and underwear, but it seemed mostly automatic.

When Dally eased back, Harley was back to looking slightly lost but there was no fear in him and I couldn’t see the worry that’d originally been on his face. “Lie down for Daddy.”

Nodding slowly, Harley swallowed as he stepped toward the bed. “Milk cuddles.”

“That’s right.” And then we’d just keep going and see what happened. “Good boy.”

Milk cuddles were best done naked…at least to Dally…so I wasn’t surprised when he quickly stripped down as soon as Harley stretched out in the middle of the bed. “Oh, there’s my sexy boy.”

That had Harley going three different shades of red, but it didn’t stop him from wrapping his arms around his Daddy and moaning as Dally dove right into his chest. It was the perfect distraction but thankfully, only to Harley because Dally remembered the goal and rolled Harley to his side. “Cuddle time.”

Harley’s sexy sound was somewhere between a moan and a sigh, and he closed his eyes as he wrapped one leg around Dally, unintentionally opening himself up for me.

Perfect.

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