Page 31 of Kipp

Kipp had heard of edging before but only in passing. To hear Dale explain it and then watch as he indulged in it himself was something else. The look of sheer pleasure on Dale’s face as he worked his hands over his body and teased and tormented himself was incredibly hot – and with his own cock absolutely rock-hard too, Kipp began to wonder whether he should give it a try as well…

‘So how do you know when to stop?’ Kipp said, his eyes focused on Dale while his hand gripped his own manhood, slowly working it up and down in the bath’s hot water.

‘It… takes… practice,’ Dale said, writhing as he pulled on a nipple with one hand and pumped his soapy cock with the other. ‘And s-s-s-sometimes you do go over the edge.’

‘Hell, I don’t know how you do it,’ Kipp said, already feeling like he could shoot his seed into the bubbles around his lower half. ‘But I’ll give it a try. For you.’

‘That’s hot,’ Dale said, roiling his eyes back and gripping onto the sides of the bath as he did his best to hold off an orgasm and then give his body the chance to cool off just a touch. ‘Now you jerk harder. Get yourself close.’

‘I wouldn’t normally take instructions from a Little, but this time I’ll let it slide…’ Kipp smiled, taking his cock into his hands once more and this time working it harder and faster.

As he pleasured himself, Kipp looked at Dale and could see the look of pure lust in his eyes. It was like he was enjoying this just as much as him.

Kipp continued to pump his shaft until he could detect that an orgasm was close.

‘Damn! This is hard,’ Kipp said, letting go of his dick and preventing an almost certain orgasm.

‘That’s the fun of it,’ Dale giggled. ‘Now let’s wait a minute and both try to do it at the same time.’

Kipp was still breathing heavily but nodded.

Clearly, it was Dale who knew what he was doing when it came to edging, but Kipp was having fun and it was hot to share in his boy’s kink. Kipp didn’t know whether edging would be something that he would do by himself, but to be able to share with Dale was a good feeling.

And judging by the look of pure desire on his boy’s face, Dale was ready to go again.

The only question was whether Kipp would be able to stave off what was likely to be a big, thick, hot load…

Kipp looked across the bed and saw that Dale’s eyes were looking very tired. In fact, he was barely able to keep them open at all.

After successfully denying themselves four times in the bath, Kipp and Dale had allowed the water to slowly drain out and the two of them had enjoyed a quiet evening watching the TV, with Brutus keeping them company as he snoozed on his special one-dog couch.

But now it was bedtime and Kipp was reading Dale a story.

‘Are you sure you’re still awake?’ Kipp asked, gently teasing Dale as he sucked on his lime-green pacifier. ‘I could sing you a lullaby to get you to Snoozetown?’

‘Storweee.Wantstorweee,’ Dale said, his words just about clear through a combination of being in Little Space and his pacifier.

‘Okay, my darling boy,’ Kipp said, tenderly making sure to tuck the cover around Dale. ‘Story it is…’

Kipp continued to read the story and from time to time would glance to Dale and see his eyes shutting, opening, and then shutting again. Eventually, it was clear that he was fast asleep. The wonderful boy had expended a lot of energy over the course of the day, and was probably in desperate need of some rest.

Whether it was his shift at the diner, the hiking or the edging, Dale gave everything his all. And Kipp was all there for it. Kipp was a man who didn’t do things by half-measures himself. Whether it was lifting weight at the gym, working on the ranch, or being a Daddy… Kipp only knew one way – and that was to give it everything he had.

For Kipp to know that Dale had a similar mindset as him was huge. In fact, the more Kipp thought about it the fewer reasons he could think of why him and Dale shouldn’t be together forever. But at the same time, Kipp knew that the one possible issue could be the boy’s desire to move away from Eagle Ridge once more.

However Kipp was beginning to think that he might just be able to show Dale that he could have all the adventures he wanted, and more right here with him.

I can give Dale what he needs.

I can complete his world.

But I just need him to believe it as much as me…

Kipp was merrily preparing breakfast as Dale slept soundly up in the bedroom. After falling asleep during the bedtime story, Dale had barely stirred all night as far as Kipp was aware.

In fact, Kipp could barely remember having such a good night’s sleep himself.

There was something so wholesome and comforting about falling asleep next to such an adorable and perfect boy like Dale. Kipp wasn’t much of a fan of corny romance movies, but he was beginning to believe that kind of perfect love could be possible after all.

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