Page 26 of Say Uncle

“You should see my dick,” he announced, hopping down from the counter.

He dropped his pants enough to pull his dick out, and he was right; I couldn’t even tell if it was hard or soft. There were only about three inches showing. No, make that four. It was growing the longer I stared.

“Daddy and Uncle Sam call it a baby pricklet.”

“A what?” I choked, trying not to laugh.

“A pricklet. They said that you can barely feel it when it pricks you. They have dicks and cocks,” he advised me, giggling again. “And so do you,” he pointed at my now hard cock.

“Do you want to touch it?” Please say yes, please say yes.

“I can’t, not until I ask my Daddy for permission. But,” he bit his bottom lip, “I want to.”

His eyes continued to linger, and I tightened the muscles in my ass, making my dick kick for him. His eyes flared wide, and he giggled. And just for that moment, I forgot all about my father, and the fact that I was now homeless, my future uncertain. Iwas happy, genuinely happy, just for a fleeting moment, but that was all I needed. Snagging him around his bare hip, I pulled him close to me, smashing his cock against mine. Nicky gasped, his plush lips parting. I stared at it, my head descending closer to his, feeling his warm breath puff across my lips, and knew that I was going to kiss him. I had to.

I caught his bottom lip between my teeth, and when he didn’t stop me, sucked it between my lips, taking long pulls until it became puffy. When I released it, he chased my mouth, and I caught his lips in a crushing kiss, sliding my tongue inside his mouth to tangle with his. I only meant to taste him for a moment, but the kiss went on and on, crushing me with explosive desire. I pushed my hips against his and he whined, pushing back.

“Mattie,” he whimpered. Nicky was a bottom, which meant he was begging for my cock.

A dozen thoughts entered my mind, making me pause just long enough for Nicky to come to his senses and pull back.

His cheeks were flaming red, and he was breathing heavily. “I really need to ask my Daddy for permission before we do that again.” He cupped his dick, squeezing it, and I tugged his pants back up.

Look at that, he made it to five whole inches.

“Do you want to do it again?”

“I wouldn’t be asking permissionif I didn’t.”

“I’ve never…” I swallowed hard, looking into his eyes.

“I know, but you have nothing to worry about. From what I just saw, you’ll do fine.”

I grabbed a towel from the hook on the wall and wrapped it around my hips. Nicky didn’t budge. Leaning against the tiled wall, I tried to look casual, but felt anything but inside my chaotic head. My chest was just as messy, with my heart threatening to beat right out of it. “I want my first time to be with you, Nicky.”

He couldn’t have looked more surprised. “Me? Not Sam?”

“Maybe he’ll be there, and Cass, but I want it to be with you.” I grabbed another towel to dry my hair, staring into the mirror as I explained. “I feel safe with you. My feelings come naturally and, I don’t know, I feel like if I mess up or something, you don’t care.”

Nicky snorted. “Not to mention that with Sam, you’re the one getting fucked, and he’s got a huge, thick cock.”

I shivered, wondering what it would feel like to take his cock. It’d probably hurt like hell the first time.

“Maybe we could practice? So I could work up to him.”

“Sure! That’s what I did. But if you really want to learn, you should ask Sam. I know he’ll make you feel safe.”

“He probably thinks I’m an idiot.”

“He does not!”

“He does. He’s constantly pointing out what I’m doing wrong.”

“Maybe because he wants the best for you.”

“Or he thinks I’m an idiot,” I insisted.

“He wouldn’t waste his time with you if he thought that. You should ask him how he feels. He’ll tell you. Sam is the most honest person I know.”

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