Page 71 of Awakening His Daddy

“I’m not freaking out. I’m just going to get something to clean us up.”

“Okay. Then can we spend the rest of the day in bed?”

“No. We should go find a tree. It’s the twenty-first already.”

“Yes, we should.” I sit up. “And look! The power’s back!” I point to his clock as he comes back in the room with a washcloth and washes my abs off. Then he spends more time than a straight guy should washing off my dick and balls. I start to get hard again, and he grins.

“Really?” he teases.

“What, I’m twenty-six,” I answer with a grin.

He looks at me intently. “Can I jerk you off?”

Hell yes. “Right now?”

“Yes. I want to see you come again, and I want to be the one getting you off.”

“Be my guest, Daddy.”

He wraps his large, rough hand around my dick, and it disappears into hold.

“Your dick is cute.” I should be offended, but my dickison the smaller side, and I kinda like that he noticed. “So much smaller than mine.”

“Hey,” I huff.

“It’s the truth.” He looks down at his own dick. “Daddy wouldn’t lie to you.”

Is this an opening for me to touch him?

“Maybe we should measure,” I suggest and reach for him.

“Sorry, baby, but Daddy isn’t twenty-six and needs more time to reload.”

I huff a laugh. “Reload.”

His hand shifts up and down my shaft now.

“It’s so smooth and warm.” He twists his hand over my head, and my hips buck as I moan loudly. “Hold still and let Daddy play.”

Fuck, he’s trying to kill me. When my hips move again, he places his other large rough hand on my stomach and pins me to the mattress. He doesn’t miss a beat and keeps slowly jerking me.

“It’s so different from mine.”

“Are you, are you cut, like me?” My body is so tense, I feel like I’m going to snap.

“No, boy, Daddy’s not.” Hell yeah! Score one more for Daddy unicorn. Maybe he’ll let me try docking one day.

“I love that. I want to watch you jerk off. Watch your thick head disappear into your sleeve.”

“God.” He groans, and his head falls back onto his shoulders.

“I want to see how you like it and watch your dick get harder and harder. I want to see how big your load is.”

“Remember.” He sounds disappointed, and when I look down, I see that he’s barely hard. “I need time to reload.”

“I understand, and you can just play with me until—oh, right— Gah!” I gasp and squirm as he dips his thumb into my slit. “Yes, Daddy, more, more.”

“My boy likes that, huh?”

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