“You do,” Grant said. He ran his fingers over Caleb’s plump lips. “And I’ll be using that sassy mouth of yours as well.”
“Okay Daddy,” Caleb laid his head down on Grant’s chest.
“But I’d like to see you play and just spend time with each other.”
“Play?” Caleb asked. He ran his thumb over Grant’s nipple and Grant’s exhausted cock twitched from inside his boy’s hole.
“I haven’t gotten to see you play with your toys,” Grant said. “Every boy should have time to play.”
“I don’t have many toys,” Caleb confessed.
“Why not?” Grant questioned and he stroked his palm up and down Caleb’s back.
Caleb shrugged.
“Not good enough,” Grant admonished.
“I don’t want to be a girl,” Caleb repeated the words from earlier. “Not that there’s anything wrong with those who do. It’s just not what I want.”
“That’s fine,” Grant assured him.
“But…sometimes…I like girly things,” Caleb whispered.
“What do you think of girly things?”
Caleb took a deep breath. Plastered against Grant’s chest as he was there was little chance Grant wouldn’t catch how nervous his boy was.
“I like to dress up my doll in pretties like mine,” Caleb said softly.
“That sounds fun,” Grant encouraged. “Do you just have one doll?”
Caleb nodded.
“Well, then we defiantly need more.”
“Maybe.”
It would take some encouragement and maybe some pushing but Grant would make sure Caleb was comfortable. “It’s going to be okay boy.” Grant patted Caleb’s ass.
“Promise?” Caleb questioned.
“I promise.”
“Okay,” Caleb said. They laid quietly for almost ten minutes before Caleb wiggled and Grant’s softened cock slipped out of his hole.
“Daddy?”
“Yes, pretty baby.”
“I’m hungry,” Caleb told him.
So was Grant. He just hadn’t wanted to make his boy move before Caleb was ready. “Me too.”
He helped roll Caleb off of him then climbed from the bed. He headed to the bathroom to get rid of his condom and wash up.
After taking a piss as well Grant headed back to the bedroom to find Caleb sitting on the corner of the bed.
“Do you have some pretty panties to wear with your top?” Grant asked.