Chapter Thirteen
Kaleb
K aleb woke with Jasha nestled in his arms, a warmth spreading through him like sunlight on a frosty morning. The soft mattress cradled them, and the rhythmic rise and fall of Jasha’s chest was a soothing lullaby. He loved these moments when the world seemed to disappear, leaving only the two of them.
Kaleb’s arm was still draped possessively over Jasha’s waist, pulling him closer. Their legs were intertwined, a comfortable tangle. Jasha traced a lazy pattern on Kaleb’s chest. Kaleb hummed softly, his eyes closed, a content smile playing on his lips.
Jasha leaned up, their lips meeting in a gentle kiss. Kaleb’s kiss was a promise, a tender declaration. A soft sigh escaped Jasha’s lips as he pulled back, their foreheads resting together.
“You’re so warm,” Jasha murmured, his voice thick with sleepiness.
“Like a human furnace, huh?”
Jasha smiled. “Something like that.”
Kaleb tightened his hold. “I love waking up to you in my bed.” His voice was serious, a stark contrast to the playful banter.
Jasha looked into Kaleb’s eyes. “I know you do, Daddy Kaleb. And I love this too.”
“I want to make you happy,” Kaleb continued. “More than anything.”
“You make me happier than I ever thought possible. I want that but also feel like I shouldn’t feel happy.”
“You should feel happy. That’s what you deserve. You’re just an innocent bystander.”
“Being in bed with you makes me feel disloyal to my father.”
“I understand how you feel. Your relationship with him is very close, unlike mine with my father. I’m sorry you feel disloyal. You’ve done nothing wrong. I also said I’m working on fixing some of my mistakes so you can feel happy with me.”
“I don’t know what that means.”
“Soon you will. Would you like to ride your own snowmobile today with Arlo and Frankie?”
“I don’t know how.”
“We can ride together then. If you want me to teach you, I can.”
“I want to ride with you for the first time. Another day, I’d like you to teach me.”
“Whatever pleases you.” Kaleb didn’t want to rush him, but with him in his bed beside him, his cock was hard. When Jasha turned, Kaleb scooped him up, and his cock rubbed against his backside.
“Daddy Kaleb! I can feel your cock!”
“Sorry about that.” Kaleb pushed away from him.
“Don’t be sorry.” He pushed himself back into the comfort of Kaleb’s spoon. “It feels so big. Can I see it?”
Kaleb wanted to please him, but exposing his erection to him would only lead to one thing, and he wasn’t sure Jasha was ready for that. But little had he expected that now would be the time when Jasha would be lying in his bed, calling him Daddy Kaleb, instead of Mr. Bronson.
“Do you want to see it with no clothes?” Kaleb checked again, not wanting to scare him away or make him feel bad.
“I want to see it naked.”
Kaleb slipped his pajamas and underwear down under the covers, then he pulled back the covers and sat up.
“Can I touch it, Daddy Kaleb?”
Kaleb pulled his head back. “Go ahead.”
Jasha ran his fingers along the base of his cock and moved them to the head. “Oh, can I suck it?”
“What am I going to do with you? If you want to, you can.” Kaleb closed his eyes, leaned his head against the headboard and prayed he would. Pre-cum leaked out of Kaleb’s swollen cock as he waited.
Jasha lowered his head and wrapped his lips around Kaleb’s hard, leaking cock. He slid his mouth up and down while sucking him. It was an odd sensation because as Jasha sucked, Kaleb felt himself getting hotter and wanting to fuck him, but he vowed would not demand anything from him.
His cock grew warmer and wetter in his mouth. Jasha gagged a few times, but he didn’t stop. Kaleb bent down and kissed the top of his head. Finally, Jasha sucked long and hard. Kaleb blasted into his mouth, and he swallowed it all.
“You were beautiful, my precious prince.”
“Thank you, Daddy Kaleb. I wanted to please you.”
Kaleb was surprised Jasha admitted his feelings.
“I adore you, Jasha.” Kaleb handed him a bottle of water sitting on the bed table.
“I’ve decided I want to stay with you.” Jasha accepted the opened water bottle.
“Do you know what that really means?”
“I want you to treat me like you’re my Daddy Kaleb while we’re in Lake Tahoe. Where you go, I want to go.”
“What happens when we return to New York?”
“I don’t know, but can’t we try it here first?”
“I like this idea a lot. Tell me, what limitations do you have?”
“What do you mean? I want you to be my Daddy Kaleb. I want everything from you.”
“I need to know how far you want to go on a sexual level.”
“I want you inside me. I want all of it.”
“That’s a big change, don’t you think?”
“Don’t you want to be my Daddy Kaleb anymore?”
“Of course, more than you’ll ever know. I just don’t want to rush you.”
“It’s only four weeks, then you can change your mind.”
“I’m not changing my mind. You know I talked to you about the rules. So, does this mean you’re going to listen to me?”
“Yes, Daddy Kaleb.”
Kaleb leaned down and kissed Jasha’s temple. “I want to make you happy,” he said. “Always.”
Jasha put his head on Daddy Kaleb’s chest.
“Are you ready to take a shower with me, my little prince?”
“Yes,” he said with a mischievous grin. “I’ll get to see every inch of your bare skin.”
“Get your butt up then.”
Kaleb watched Jasha shove his pajama bottoms along with his underwear down to his ankles and step out of them. The sound of Kaleb’s whistle echoed through the air, causing him to turn around. The little prince’s cheeks flushed a bright shade of red as he unbuttoned the pajama top.
“You’re beautiful!” Kaleb took him in his arms. “Don’t ever be ashamed of your body. I adore it.”
Kaleb unbuttoned his top pajama, pulled it off, then set it on the chair. He shoved his bottoms off from where they’d been pushed down earlier and stepped out of them. He threw them on the chair with the top. Jasha picked up his clothes and set them on a chair too.
“Ready, my naked boy?”
“Ready, Daddy Kaleb.” Jasha followed Kaleb into the enormous bathroom.
Kaleb turned the water on, then removed lube and a condom from the cabinet above the sink and set them on the shelf inside the stall.
“That’s for you if you are okay with that. Kaleb stated.
“I want you inside me, Daddy Kaleb.”
“Get in then.”
Jasha stepped into the white mosaic tiled stall, Kaleb right behind. His boy’s hair was mussed and flying in different directions, but he loved how he looked all wild and messy when he woke up. Kaleb squeezed some pine-scented gel onto the sponge and rubbed Jasha’s back. His fingers teased him when he moved to his butt.
“You’re gorgeous naked,” Kaleb said.
“That’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever said to me.” Jasha snuggled closer to him. Kaleb gently washed his ass inside and out. Jasha whimpered. Then Kaleb forced him to turn around to complete the washing of his chest. He slowly circled the gel from the sponge on his smooth chest, stomach, and legs.
The sound of Jasha’s laughter echoed through the shower stall as Kaleb playfully tickled him.
“Ah…stop,” Jasha giggled.
“How about I tickle you until you come?”
“No way.”
Kaleb poured shampoo on Jasha’s hair and massaged it, then he took the hand sprayer and rinsed it as Jasha covered his eyes so the soap wouldn’t burn them. The boy was squeaky clean. Just how he liked him.
“Your turn to wash me,” Kaleb said.
Jasha took a clean sponge from the corner shelf, squeezed the gel onto it, and scrubbed Kaleb’s back. The boy spent a long time on Kaleb’s back, then squatted to wash his hairy legs. He scrubbed inside and out of his backside. Kaleb enjoyed Jasha’s touch; it sent sparks through his body. He cleaned his cock and balls, giving Kaleb an erection. Jasha jumped up and started on Kaleb’s chest—he had some hair, not too much—while Kaleb washed his own hair and beard, since Jasha was too short to reach it. They both stood under the showerhead, allowing the water to rinse off the suds.
Kaleb caressed Jasha’s shoulders and twisted him around so he faced the tile then dabbed a large amount of lube between his ass cheeks. He inserted one finger to stretch him, and Jasha arched back to allow his finger to deepen the stretch.
“Ah…feels so good,” Jasha said.
Kaleb put a condom on and worked his erection in slowly, but not too carefully as he figured Jasha might enjoy feeling the pleasant pain long after they’d finished. He then picked up his speed, then changed to a slower pace and continued this fast/slow pattern while he stroked Jasha’s cock with his soapy hand. Jasha pushed his ass back into each move, obviously loving it. Kaleb’s hand continued to stroke Jasha as he pushed in and out, hitting his prostate.
“I need this, Daddy Kaleb. You don’t know how much I wanted to be with you before you really knew me.”
“I craved you when I used to visit your apartment. Try not to come too soon,” Kaleb said.
“I’m close already.”
Kaleb stopped stroking and tightened his grip on the base of Jasha’s cock to prevent him from coming.
“Better slow down,” Kaleb whispered. “I want it to be intense for you.”
He pumped Jasha’s ass, and he moaned, igniting Kaleb to coming inside. “Ah…Ah… So good.”
Jasha shot his cum all over Kaleb’s hand, moaning. Still reveling in the afterglow, Kaleb twisted Jasha around, kissing him as he held him in his arms.
“Did you like what we did?” Kaleb asked.
“I love being with you like this.”
“I have lots of games for us when we’re both more rested. Let’s clean up.”
“Games?”
“Sex games. Unless you…”
“No. No. I want sex games with you.”
They rinsed off and got out of the shower. Before Kaleb dried himself, he grabbed a large, heated towel and dried Jasha’s hair, then his body.
“Sit on the chair with the towel wrapped around you. Do you want to move into my bedroom?”
“Yes. Please, I’d love to sleep with you every night.”
“I’ll have your clothes moved over here.” He dried himself, then trimmed his beard, and finished his morning routine. Jasha returned to the bathroom to brush his teeth and Kaleb kissed him on the cheek. He went to the bedroom and sent a text to Adam to pack up Jasha’s clothes and Daisy’s things and move them to his room.