Page 17 of Awakening His Daddy

His boxer briefs are tight, and thankfully they’re black or I would be getting a better view than I already am with the clingy fabric covering his junk.

The screen door opens, and I jump out of the way as Leo comes in, also in only his underwear, which is lacy and black, and that kills any boner that I might have been getting. The lace itself isn’t the problem, it’s who it’s covering.

“You guys are such children,” I tease.

“Leo started it,” Izzy defends.

“And you finished it,” I praise, and he blushes.

“Hey, tackling me was not fair,” Leo complains.

“You’re the one who ambushed me, and you expected me not to defend myself?”

“Of course I did. You should let me win. That’s what besties do. I let my bestie win,” Leo whines like a diva.

“I guess you’re the better bestie.” Izzy pulls Leo into a hug.

“Damn right I am. Come on.” They head down the hall to hopefully put some dry clothes on.

I get the table set and plate up dinner while I wait for them to come back.

“They’re too tight,” Izzy complains while pulling the pants out of his crack.

“They’re supposed to be, to keep everything in place.”

“I could use some blood flow to my balls,” Izzy gripes.

“Fine, just go commando then.” Leo rolls his eyes.

Suddenly, it hits me. Izzy is wearing Leo’s underwear, which gross, but does that mean it’s something lacy?

The thought of pink lace against his golden skin is a revelation that I don’t have time for, so I clear my throat.

“Come on. Dinner is getting cold.”

“Thank you, sir,” Izzy says.

“Thank you,sir,” Leo mocks in a super-sweet voice.

Izzy shoves him. “It’s called being polite. Not that you would know anything about that.”

“I don’t need to be polite. I’m fabulous.” Leo pushes Izzy back.

“You should always be polite,” I answer as I catch him.

“Yes, Dad.” Leo’s voice drips with sarcasm.

“Don’t sass me, Son, and sit down.” Leo is as independent as you can get. He hates taking help even for the smallest things. He’s always been that way. He wouldn’t even let me tie his shoes, and he went to school every day with them undone until he learned.

“Here, I made a cup of hot chocolate for each of you.”

“Thank you! This was just what I wanted after a day like today,” Izzy cheers.

“God, you are such alittlesuck-up.”

“Shh,” Izzy hisses and takes a bite of his dinner. “Wow, this is really good.”

“Why do you sound so surprised?” Leo huffs.

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