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So no more nibbles until Daddy didn’t have pants on.

I licked him to say sorry and I was such a good boy Daddy pushed his hand down the front of my pants. Daddy couldn’t decide if he wanted to groan or sigh. “Baby boy…”

I was Daddy’s baby boy and I got good rubs.

Daddy was making happy sounds.

Daddy was playing with me.

Daddy was hard too.

Austin was so smart.

And Daddy was so nice and he was so big and he was so yummy.

Dessert was fun.

Smells were fun.

Cuddles were fun.

Rubs were even funner, though.

Daddy’s fingers stroked my penis and rubbed the tip and he made good sounds every time I moaned and shivered. “Such a good boy. Yes, I love seeing how much you like cuddling with Daddy.”

Cuddles weresoooogood.

Even Daddy thought so because he moaned again.

“Let me see how much you like cuddles, baby boy.” Daddy wanted me to have such good cuddles his fingers wrapped around me and made me shiver again. “Can you come for me? Can you show me how much you like cuddling with Daddy?”

Lots.

I liked cuddling with Daddy lots and lots.

So lots I sucked hard and Daddy rubbed good and then the tinglies took over.

Daddy made them just go and go and go, and when they finally stopped, I was happy and floaty and wanted a nap. I yawned and Daddy escaped my mouth and that made Daddy chuckle. “My sleepy baby boy.”

Nodding against Daddy, I yawned again and rubbed my face on him. “Nap?”

Finding my thumb, I stuck it in my mouth and wiggled. “-icky.”

“Sticky?” Daddy chuckled when I nodded. “Yes, you are. Let’s fix that. Hmm.”

Think.

Think.

Think.

Daddy was like Pooh Bear.

“There we go.” Making big sounds, Daddy sighed and huffed. “Austin plans too well.”

Daddy made me giggle but he huffed again. “He made sure we had wipes.”

Rolling me around, Daddy opened my pants. “I should be the one buying you wipes. Not Austin.”

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