10. Chad

So much for taking things slow.

I was already in his fucking bed and had handled his dick. There wasn't much room for a slow reveal after this…and he was as into it as I was.

"That would be great. Thank you." I turned slightly toward him and smiled. "Is there anything you'd like me to do before we get started?"

"Could you turn off the big lights so it's cozy in here?"

"Of course." I scooted off the bed and turned off the overhead light. As soon as it was dark, three color-coordinated LED lights came on in different corners of the room, providing enough illumination to get around but not enough to be annoying when sleeping. "Anything else while I'm up?"

Ricky pursed his lips like he was trying to keep himself from speaking and then gripped his blanket against his chest with both hands. "Can you stay tonight?"

"Like, until you fall asleep?"

He shrugged and twisted his blanket some more. "Or ‘til morning." His gaze shot up and connected with mine again. "So I can help you in the morning too. That's when it's worse, right? That's what I read, anyway."

I grinned and headed back to his bed, pulling my shirt over my head on my way but keeping it with me as a towel in case one side started to leak. I stepped out of my joggers too. I would be way too hot to sleep in them. "Doing some research, huh?"

His eyes were wide as he looked at me in just my black boxer briefs and then cleared his throat to refocus. "Yeah, well, I want to do a good job." His voice was so low I barely heard him. "So…you know."

I pulled back the covers on the other side of his bed and slipped in, making myself comfortable. "I know…what?"

He just shrugged and looked away, like he didn't want to give voice to whatever he was thinking.

Letting it go for now, I propped myself up on my elbow and faced him. "How will you be most comfortable to fall asleep?"

"So, you'll stay all night?" His fingers creeped along the sheet as if he wanted to touch me but was trying to be subtle about it. "Please."

I planned to be at the hospital at ten and five, so I had no real reason to leave. Especially since he asked so nicely. "I will. As long as you're a good boy and drink all your milk."

His eyes lit up and he nodded excitedly. "I promise I will." He looked down at my chest and cocked his head. "Wait, what did you ask me before?"

It took me a second to get caught up with his line of thinking, and then I remembered where he'd veered off. "What position will be most comfortable for you to fall asleep?"

He scrunched his eyebrows and scooted lower on the bed. "I don't think I'll fall asleep at first, so…maybe just lying next to you. Will that be comfortable for you?"

"Yep." It was my preferred position in bed, but I didn't want to be presumptuous. I slipped my arm under his head to create a pillow so he was in alignment with my lower nipple and then let him go from there.

Ricky was much less tentative this time, quickly pressing his whole body against mine and then closing his lips over my nipple. His eyes fluttered shut with the first full pull, and I almost moaned out loud.

Fuck, that felt good.

I'd done this for clients and lovers regularly over the past ten years, and it was always nice. But between his pajamas, his innocence, and his eagerness…he just checked all my boxes.

And a few I didn't realize I had.

Like, the oral fixation.

I guess I assumed any guy I was with would be into my milk at some level…maybe occasionally during sex or for comfort, but Ricky seemed to love it. Not just as a novelty but as a human pacifier…which was fine with me.

Better than fine. It was fucking awesome.

As soon as he got into a steady rhythm of drinking, his hips began to slowly pulse against me, and I could feel his hard length poking me through his thin layer of cotton. I wanted nothing more than to reach into my shorts and stroke myself in time with his movements, but I didn't move an inch.

I let him control what happened next. Even when he reached behind himself and started tugging on the zipper.

After a few futile attempts, Ricky whined against me and opened his eyes without pulling off.

"You need help with that, baby?"

He nodded slightly and waited for me to reach back.

I tugged the zipper down over his round ass until it reached the apex of his thighs. "In the front too?"

He lifted his top leg up, so I could pull it from the front, right over his balls. Sweet Jesus, he didn't make it easy to be a gentleman.

Slowly, I moved my hand around his leg and lifted the tab that rested at his taint. I slipped my finger underneath the fabric to protect his skin and hair. When my finger grazed his balls, Ricky's hand curled into my side, digging his nails into my skin.

I almost came from that alone.

His hips started moving again, this time in slow motion, his length dragging along my thigh until the zipper released the fabric in front and his cock sprang free. Ricky took control from that moment, pulling off my lower side and sucking my upper nipple between his teeth before latching on and swallowing down a full gulp.

With a subtle shift of his body weight, he was fully on top of me, the bottoms of his feet pushing my calves together so he could fuck between my thighs, rubbing my balls through my shorts as his shallow strokes got faster and faster.

My breathing picked up at the same time that Ricky rolled my sensitive lower nipple between two fingers and then abruptly lifted his hips long enough to drop his blanket over my thighs so he could finish himself off by coming on his blanket instead of me or his sheets.

When his mouth opened wide to gasp against my skin as he came in a shuddering wave, I was almost disappointed that it didn't land on my skin.

I wanted to feel it on me. Wear his warmth. Taste him the way he tasted me.

But he just rocked against his blanket for a long moment as he rode out his orgasm and then licked the last drops of milk at my tip that had gathered after his abrupt release.

After a few seconds, Ricky slipped to the side of me and wadded up his blanket before tossing in on the ground. Then he rested his head on my biceps and looked up at me through hooded lids. "I'm ready to sleep now."

My throat was thick with lust and desire as he cuddled against me, his spent dick still exposed and resting against my leg. "Goodnight, sweet boy. Have happy dreams."

He smiled without opening his eyes. "My happiest one just came true."