13. Chapter 13

thirteen

Will

W aking up on a cloud, I was surprised by how warm it felt. Weren’t clouds supposed to be wet and cold? And my butt was itchy. I didn’t think butts were supposed to itch in your dreams.

Still… I had to be dreaming. How else did I explain the perfect date with the hottest man I’d ever been kissed by, sexy play time beyond my wildest fantasies, and falling asleep so soundly I didn’t realize I was away from home?

A rumbling yawn echoed a few inches behind me and my eyes flew open. I could count on one hand the number of times I’d woken up beside someone in the past decade. And most of those were friends. The arm attached to the yawner wrapped around my belly and held me firmly over my heart, and the smattering of strawberry-blond hair told me I hadn’t been dreaming.

It was Nathan’s cock pressing into the top of my crack, and I was naked except for my briefs. But I didn’t remember Nathan putting me back in my clothes, let alone his bed. I must have fallen into subspace.

“Good morning, sweetheart,” Nathan’s froggy morning voice sent hot air over my neck and made me shiver. I got to hear his just-woke-up voice, and it made me feel like the luckiest boy ever. I was learning all sorts of things about the man. “I can tell you’re awake, baby boy.”

Suppressing a giggle at his teasing tone, the movement had me pressing back into Nathan’s morning wood, which was separated from me by two thin layers of fabric I wanted to make disappear. Maybe he preferred to sleep clothed? Nathan held me tighter so I’d stop squirming, but I could still feel his hardness. The night before had been amazing, and I couldn’t help wanting more. I hadn’t even seen his dick yet.

“Morning, Daddy,” I replied in a low voice, placing one hand over his on my chest while the other reached back to grab his hip. “Can we play again?”

“Someone is a horny boy in the morning?” Nathan teased, not thrusting his hips like I wanted. Instead, he kissed up my neck until his lips were at my earlobe. “Who decides if we play, baby boy?”

“You, Daddy. But…” I pushed my ass back onto his cock and I grinned when he hissed at the contact. “Please?”

Before I knew what was happening, Nathan was hovering over me and my arms were pinned over my head. He gazed down at me with a wolfish grin, “Daddy wants to shower and explore you, sweetheart. Then I’ll feed you breakfast.”

“No playing?” I asked, and was surprised to feel myself pouting. Nathan still had that adorable sleep-rumpled look with his hair loose instead of perfectly coiffed, and I wanted to stay right there and see more of him.

“I’ll decide after we get cleaned up,” Nathan informed me before kissing my nose and hopping out of bed. I was not spry enough to hop up so quickly, so I was happy when Nathan offered me his hand. “Come on, sweetheart.”

Nathan led me into his bathroom off the main hallway, and I had a vague recollection of him having me pee and brush my teeth. My overnight bag was in there, and I saw he’d pulled out my own blue toothbrush, which had been left in a cup by his sink with a red toothbrush. The sight of our things intermingling while Nathan was turning on the water had me choking up.

“Are you okay, Will?”

Nathan surprised me when he took my face in his. I didn’t have words for the big feelings swirling inside of me, so I just nodded and gave him a reassuring smile. Nathan kept looking into my eyes like he could read my mind until he decided not to press me for more information.

“Want to take a shower with me, or on your own?”

“With you,” I blurted without hesitation, clinging onto his arms so he wouldn’t leave me. I wasn’t sure if he was still Daddy outside of the scene, but he hadn’t said I was wrong in his room. And I needed him to Daddy me for a little longer. “If that’s alright, Daddy?”

“Of course, sweetheart.” Nathan reached back into the shower with one long arm to test the water, then knelt to remove my underwear. I nodded and he made quick work of my last bit of clothing as well as his. “Aftercare is important, and I intend to take care of you until you have to leave. Which is…?”

“Oh, eight-thirty, I guess,” I answered and let Nathan guide me into the shower. He stayed close enough so when my back was to the stream he also got hit by the warm water. “You’re closer to the stadium and you mentioned feeding me?”

“Mmm, I was thinking of pancakes,” Nathan mused, reaching past me for a bottle and brushing his still-hard cock against my hip. He stepped back to squeeze the bottle over a scrubber-thing and I finally got a good look.

Nathan was cut, thick and standing at attention, his flesh redder under the head. His pubes were neatly trimmed, darker red than the hair on his head with a sexy happy trail leading along his toned stomach, up to his pink nipples. I met his eyes and licked my lips. I wanted to ask if I could suck him, but Nathan said he decided.

“Enjoying the view?” Nathan asked but didn’t wait for an answer. I stepped closer, and held out the soaped up loofah. “Arms up, baby boy?”

When I complied, Nathan scrubbed me from head to toe then had me turn around. He made sure to scrum my ass, that was likely itchy from his dried cum. My cock twitched and I heard Nathan chuckle.

“You were so good last night,” Nathan purred as he switched places with me so he was under the water. “You took your spanking like a big boy and didn’t come.”

Whimpering, my eyes followed the path Nathan took with his hands, soaping up his body. “Yes, Daddy.”

“I think you should get a reward,” Nathan told me, taking his cock in one soapy hand. “Do you want Daddy’s cock?”

“Yes, please!” I got on my knees so he knew exactly which reward I wanted. “I want to taste you, Daddy.”

Nathan’s nostrils flared as he continued to stroke his dick, rinsing the soap off. I thought he might say no, but then he stepped closer. He gripped onto the base of his dick and held my jaw in place. “Open wide, sweetheart.”

Opening my mouth and sticking out my tongue, I braced myself on his thighs. Nathan tapped my tongue with his cock and let me taste the salty bead of precum. I wanted to swallow, but I held still for him. He eased his cock deeper, filling my mouth until he hit my throat and then he eased back.

“Such a good boy,” Nathan complimented and pulled all the way out. He pushed back in as slowly as before and repeated this multiple times.

“Use my mouth, Daddy,” I begged, wanting more. “Fuck my face.”

Nathan gasped at my dirty words but only hesitated a minute before he held my skull between his hands and started fucking my throat in earnest. I sucked and kept still, feeling the spit run down my chin. I didn’t realize I’d closed my eyes, and I opened them to see Nathan looking down at me in awe.

“You’re so perfect, baby boy. I want to claim you, inside and out.”

Unable to beg or nod, I could only swallow around the head of his dick and show off my lack of a gag reflex. I’d been horny in my teens and early twenties, and it was a skill I’d honed in my twenties. I wanted Daddy to get the full benefit, and felt when he was close to coming. Nathan moved to pull out, so I grabbed onto his firm ass to hold him in place.

“Fuck, baby. I’m coming,” Nathan gave me one last warning before he was pressing into my throat and holding himself there. The first shot of his come had to be swallowed so I didn’t choke, but then he pulled back and let me have my taste. “That’s right, clean me up. Make sure Daddy’s dick is drained and clean, sweetheart.”

Swallowing him down, Nathan pulled out when he got too sensitive and turned off the shower. Pulling me out to dry off, I had to hold onto the counter when Nathan parted my towel and leaned in to suck my cock into his mouth.

“Oh, Daddy!” I cried out as he suckled my dick. He bobbed his head and I knew I was a goner when he rubbed my rim. “Yes,” was the only word I could get out, but Nathan got my point.

Pressing a wet fingertip against my hole, Nathan breached me and pumped inside at the same pace as his mouth. All it took was his pressing in at the same time he sucked my whole dick in his mouth, and I was orgasming. My body shook and I had to press Daddy off of me when I grew too sensitive.

Standing between my legs, Nathan kissed my nose, cheeks, and then my lips. “How about some pancakes now, sweetheart?”

How about you are my Daddy forever? I thought but didn’t say out loud. Nathan could feed me whatever he wanted. The real treat was having him in my life.