Page 35 of Little Boy Toy

“You didn’t want to say that it’s me who makes you unsure. That you aren’t attracted by littles.” The edges of his eyelids turned pink.

“That’s not quite true, honey. I was unsure you’d be open to me as a lover.”

“Even after our dates? And holding hands?”

“I got more sure after all that. That’s why I planned today’s outing.”

He lowered his eyelids. “It was so wonderful.”

“I’m glad.”

He held his hands up to me. “Kiss me again, please?”

I framed his face with my hands and kissed him again. Longer. Not wanting to separate.

When we broke for a little air, I kept kissing along his jaw.

“Ah, you can do that all day. All night, if you want,” Kendry said.

“I won’t stop.” I held his face still so I could pepper kisses all over it.

If I had not gone into the playroom, I would never have known this pleasure.

Now I felt free to explore him all over. And I did.

I learned what made him cry out in a high-pitched voice, and what made him moan low and sweet. What made him jerk up in ecstasy, and what made him cling to me with weepy glee.

He loved to have his nipples rubbed and licked more than sucking. He wanted to suck mine all the time, though. He enjoyed stretching out and getting soft tummy rubs as long as I didn’t ignore his cock for too long.

I didn’t. I couldn’t ignore such a beautiful thing.

He loved when I tickled my fingers up the underside.

His young cock stood up, stretching, lifting for me. I kept tickling him until he bent his legs and sat up halfway, crying out. He started to put his hands on himself and then on my head, but fell back on the pillows with a groan.

I knew what he wanted. I bent my head.

I loved to tease. Some guys hated that. But Kendry squirmed, wiggled and laughed, so I knew he loved it.

I licked lightly at the head of his cock for a while, teasing the precum out of him. He had a lot to give, his cockhead totally wet before I even sucked it into my mouth.

This boy was so responsive. I loved that sharing this with him did not seem like work. Not that sex was work, but sometimes I worked harder with certain partners and sex ended up being more like going through the motions, many motions.

Kendry made this all seem effortless. And limitless.

When I sucked the pink cockhead between my lips, Kendry shrieked. “Oh, don’t stop.”

I had no intention of stopping until I got my prize. I ran my tongue all around the head while sucking him in another inch.

He bucked up, but I had hold of his hips now, keeping control. I pulled off, punishing him with little licks again until he calmed down.

I had intentions. And goals.

When I sucked him in again, I made some wet noises with my lips, testing to see if he liked that. He did, moaning only one word. “Oh.”

I tongued the sensitive underside of his head as I sucked, then took pity and went down on him all the way until my chin touched his balls. It was glorious.

Kendry’s body tensed beneath me. His legs became restless, heels rubbing the sheet back and forth.

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