Page 24 of Wrestling with Daddy
He didn’t want to be turned on, to notice the way his cock started to fill his briefs, to press against the fabric as it hardened.
Nathan
are you trying to set up rules?
Daddy
Yes
Take it or leave it, Nathan
Nathan bit his lip, his head tilted to the side. He debated on what to do, the hand that wasn’t holding his phone instinctively drifting down to his cock.
He’d never been good at orgasm control.
Understatement of the year, really.
Nathan
you’re turning me on, Daddy
The response came minutes later, had him whining even if no one was there to hear him.
Daddy
I should leave you to it then
Nathan
but…
Daddy
We’ll talk more about it when I’m there, but one thing you should know already is that I need to know, to see, that you can follow rules, and listen to what I say
Nathan
I can do that
He could, Nathan thought. It just wasn’t fun, half of the time.
Daddy
Sadly, I’ll be the judge of that
Nathan
okay, I guess, but…that’s not helping my cock right now, Daddy
His hips lifted off the mattress, thrusting into the air as if they also needed to make the point.
Nathan groaned.
Perhaps heshouldlearn some control.
Daddy
I suppose we can have a test run
