Page 26 of Kiren

Again, the sweetest giggle ever. “I’m afraid to show you.”

“Why?”

“You might think less of me.”

“Not possible.” I was sinking into this play so easily. Into him.

His hands fell from my face and made a frame around his crotch. “It’s this, Daddy. Can you see?”

“Yes. I can see.”

“Very bad, right?”

“Ahh. Sweetie. Don’t think that. It happens to every boy. It’s just a part of your body reacting to surrounding stimulation.”

“It’s because of you, Daddy. You make me feel so good.”

“I would like you to show me, sweetie. If you’re okay with that.”

His eyelids half closed. He moved his hand to his underwear and pushed the front of the waistband down and down. I held my breath.

Finally, his cock popped free of any restraint. A lovely, dark pink shaft, fully hard, poked upward, the tip bubblegum pink with a glisten of moisture at the tip. He looked ready to come right then and there.

“It’s bad, Daddy,” he whispered.

“That looks almost painful,” I whispered back.

“Sometimes I rub it. Is that me being bad?”

“No. It’s natural, baby. But daddies are here to help, to rub it for you so you can relax and go to sleep.”

He giggled and his cock bobbed very close to my face. “Really?”

“It’s my job to take care of you, little one. Would you like a rub and maybe a lick?”

“Yes.” His cock reacted with a little throb, squirting a drop of precum out the tip.

“Sweetie, you are beautiful. Will you lie back for daddy?”

He obeyed, his pajamas bunching at the sides as he fell onto the sheets all unbuttoned for me.

“That’s my boy. So perfect. Letting me take care of him. Right?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

It was like dessert all laid out before me. I didn’t know where to start. I wanted him naked, but that would have to wait. Kiren was shy and I would find out why, but not now.

I reached out and rubbed my forefinger over his balls. He gasped. His cock strained even tighter upward.

I ran my finger along his shaft, drawing it slowly upward. When I reached the rim of the head, I held my finger there, keeping him in place as I leaned down and licked the bead of precum off.

“Daddy! That was your tongue!”

“Is that good, baby?”

“Oh yes!”

I licked him again. And again. The precum began to flow more freely. With my tongue, I spread it around the head, making it shine.

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