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“You said you like to sleep naked, Daddy. Can I do it, too?”
I tossed the sleep pants aside. “I would love that. Can I sleep naked, too?”
His eyes were still half rolled up in his head. “You should do what’s comfortable for you, Daddy. Always.”
“Get comfortable. I’ll join you in a minute.”
“I went into the bathroom and disrobed. Peeing with a hard cock was always weirdly pleasurable for me. When that was done, I walked naked into the bedroom to put away my clothes. My cock swayed unconfined. Kit had me brain-muddled, but I could breathe better now.
Kit’s gaze was on my cock as I got into bed beside him. He snuggled right up to me. All that warm bare skin against bare skin caused my balls to shift. I reached up to turn off the lamp.
“Daddy, you have a very good body.”
I smiled into the darkness as his smaller body cuddled closer. His hand rested on my thigh.
“So do you, baby boy.”
His hand moved toward my balls. “Sometimes I need to suck before I sleep. I saw something I could suck.”
Before I could reply, Kit pushed the covers aside and stretched himself over me. His hand found my cock and squeezed upward. When his mouth closed over the tip, I lost my mind.
I could feel only that sensation. I knew I was in a bed. I knew my head tossed back and forth on my pillow, but my entire world had shrunk to that one appendage. Time began and ended with Kit’s mouth moving over me, sucking up and down, making little wet kissing sounds.
He was talented, I couldn’t deny it. His fingers played with my balls as he gave me one of the best blow jobs I’d ever experienced.
Pleasure coursed up my spin and down my thighs. It took over every cell of my body. When I couldn’t hold back, I gave Kit my one and only warning.
“I’m coming, baby. I can’t hold it in.”
He sucked harder, drinking me down, swallowing over the head of my cock. His throat muscles milked me dry, and he never once choked
I reached out petting his hair, mumbling over and over, “Good boy.”
He rested his head against my chest. It took a while for my heart to calm to its normal rhythm.
“Baby boy, if sucking puts you to sleep, you can do that any time.”
His smile pressed my pec. “Thank you, Daddy. I will.” His tongue slipped out and licked over my nipple.
I jumped.
He laughed. “Night-night.”
13
Kit
“Daddy, look! The dough didn’t stick. I cut out a perfect Santa cookie.” We were making Christmas iced sugar cookies.
“Yes, it is perfect. Put it on the tray.”
“Tonight, you’re going back to the club as Santa for the final party, right?”
“Yes.”
“I’m coming, too, right?”
“Yes.”
