Chapter 12

Zale

We lay together on the couch literally stuck together for a long time. It felt like Kendry had dozed off in my arms. I was floating high, the ceiling an inch from my face. That had been quite an encounter. Mind-numbing. To say the least.

We needed to move to a more comfortable position. As I sat up, Kendry curled tighter into my embrace. I shifted him in my arms until he was in a cradle hold. He was small and light, easy to lift as I stood up from the couch.

"Mmm." He woke a little. "Where are we going?"

"If we're going to have a short nap, let's at least use my bed."

"Yeah, a bed." He sounded faraway. "Good idea." His nose nuzzled my jaw.

My pants fell to my ankles as I stood. I kicked them away and walked naked from the waist down to my bedroom, carrying Kendry.

His own shorts were rucked down his thighs. I could see everything between them, spent pink cock, delicate balls resting against silken skin. It shocked me how gorgeous he was. What sort of guy would throw this boy out after he was done with him? No one in their right mind.

What were those daddies talking about back at the club that first night? They had to be pulling each other's leg. The real truth was something else.

When I lowered him to my bed, he woke, his eyes bright. "Don't stop. I want more hugs."

I couldn't resist leaning down and kissing his forehead.

He brought his arms from around my neck and trailed his fingers through my hair. I gave him a wry smile.

"Be right back."

I hurried to the bathroom, wet some washcloths and grabbed some towels. I intended to keep going with Kendry if he'd let me. I brought everything I thought we might need to my nightstand.

Kendry had rolled into his side, his knees bent, hugging his chest. I handed him a warm cloth. He took it, then held it out.

"You want me to do it?" I asked. I should have known the answer already.

"Only if you want to."

I wanted to. I took the cloth. Kendry stretched out again for me. I ran the warm cloth over his body, deliberately slow. When I got to his delectable thighs, he spread them.

I guess recovery time was fast for me today because my cock began to firm up again. Touching him blew my mind.

When I finished, I ran another cloth down my own stomach, and cleaned myself up. Then I took off my shirt and stretched out next to him.

His eyes went wide. His mouth opened. I laughed and kissed it. Deeply.

Kendry put his arms around me, but I pushed him away. He made a face, but it quickly relaxed when I reached to the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head.

"Are you keeping me?" he asked.

It was such an odd question. Cute. Young. Innocent.

I laughed. "Can I?"

"Yes."

It was a funny exchange, endearing him to me even more.

"You never asked me to stay before."

"I wasn't sure you would want to."

"Stay with you? Well, of course I want to."

"I wasn't sure what you were thinking."

"Why? Because I'm a little? Is that why you never invited me to spend the night? Or… you know?"

"I wasn't sure I was your type. You know, the daddy type. Anyway, I didn't want to offend."

"How would you offend me? I'm gay. I like men. Just because past daddies haven't worked for me doesn't mean you're the same."

"But I'm not what you're looking for." It was a true statement. We needed to have this discussion. I just thought it would be a little later.

"How do you know what I'm looking for? A daddy, sure, but maybe beyond that I'm just looking for someone I like, someone who's nice to me." He shifted as if nervous.

I clasped my hand around his arm. "That makes sense. I was unsure, that's all."

"You didn't want to say that it's me who makes you unsure. That you aren't attracted by littles." The edges of his eyelids turned pink.

"That's not quite true, honey. I was unsure you'd be open to me as a lover."

"Even after our dates? And holding hands?"

"I got more sure after all that. That's why I planned today's outing."

He lowered his eyelids. "It was so wonderful."

"I'm glad."

He held his hands up to me. "Kiss me again, please?"

I framed his face with my hands and kissed him again. Longer. Not wanting to separate.

When we broke for a little air, I kept kissing along his jaw.

"Ah, you can do that all day. All night, if you want," Kendry said.

"I won't stop." I held his face still so I could pepper kisses all over it.

If I had not gone into the playroom, I would never have known this pleasure.

Now I felt free to explore him all over. And I did.

I learned what made him cry out in a high-pitched voice, and what made him moan low and sweet. What made him jerk up in ecstasy, and what made him cling to me with weepy glee.

He loved to have his nipples rubbed and licked more than sucking. He wanted to suck mine all the time, though. He enjoyed stretching out and getting soft tummy rubs as long as I didn't ignore his cock for too long.

I didn't. I couldn't ignore such a beautiful thing.

He loved when I tickled my fingers up the underside.

His young cock stood up, stretching, lifting for me. I kept tickling him until he bent his legs and sat up halfway, crying out. He started to put his hands on himself and then on my head, but fell back on the pillows with a groan.

I knew what he wanted. I bent my head.

I loved to tease. Some guys hated that. But Kendry squirmed, wiggled and laughed, so I knew he loved it.

I licked lightly at the head of his cock for a while, teasing the precum out of him. He had a lot to give, his cockhead totally wet before I even sucked it into my mouth.

This boy was so responsive. I loved that sharing this with him did not seem like work. Not that sex was work, but sometimes I worked harder with certain partners and sex ended up being more like going through the motions, many motions.

Kendry made this all seem effortless. And limitless.

When I sucked the pink cockhead between my lips, Kendry shrieked. "Oh, don't stop."

I had no intention of stopping until I got my prize. I ran my tongue all around the head while sucking him in another inch.

He bucked up, but I had hold of his hips now, keeping control. I pulled off, punishing him with little licks again until he calmed down.

I had intentions. And goals.

When I sucked him in again, I made some wet noises with my lips, testing to see if he liked that. He did, moaning only one word. "Oh."

I tongued the sensitive underside of his head as I sucked, then took pity and went down on him all the way until my chin touched his balls. It was glorious.

Kendry's body tensed beneath me. His legs became restless, heels rubbing the sheet back and forth.

I began to move up and down his cock, gently giving him the best mouth-milking I knew how to do.

He kept sighing and moaning. I moved my head a little faster, bringing one hand from his hip and massaging his balls. Then I gripped the base of his cock, pressing around it not to force him to hold back but to encourage him.

He lifted up again, his words airy and light. "I'm gonna. I can't. Hold back. Zale!"

I sucked down hard and felt his sweet pink cock begin to pulse. The spurts caught me deep in my mouth and I swallowed several times, making him yell.

This boy had all the youthful enthusiasm I could have expected. His orgasm lasted through many throbs, and I slowly pulled up, popping off him to catch my breath. Even then, his hole still fountained, burbling little rich drops of cum that rolled down his shaft.

I gave his cock a few gentle rubs to get everything out, then kissed the tip.

Kendry was sitting up, his hands behind him supporting him, and looking at me with his mouth open.

"Okay?" I loved asking him that.

"Wow." His eyes rolled up, then focused on me again, dazed. "Wow."

I laughed and brought him to my chest to hold him tight. This one was special.

He lay in my arms recovering for a few minutes and I kissed and licked his neck, his jawline, and kissed him on the mouth.

When he was back from whatever orgasm planet he'd just visited, he turned in the bed and nearly attacked me.

"I want to do that to you," he demanded.

Who was I to say no?

Kendry kissed me all the way down my body, from my nipples to my straining cock. He didn't have quite the patience I had teasing him. Instead, he licked right up the shaft, up and down twice. Then he took it into his hands, pointed the head at his mouth and sucked the tip.

I was already on fire after what I'd just done for him, and now my cock burned as he sucked down around the head until his lips were tight and his cheeks hollow.

I wanted to watch. I liked watching. But now it was as if all the bones in my body turned to rubber. I fell back and let the boy between my legs do to me whatever he wanted.

He lifted his head off me and my cock ached to lose his touch.

"You're so big. I love it."

The compliment made my head spin. Then I lost all vision as that lovely, pink mouth engulfed my cockhead and slowly sucked its way down my shaft. His hands were working the base of my cock as well, one occasionally sneaking under to tease my balls.

He was damned good at this. He managed to get me so riled up I was ready to come in minutes. Usually, it took me a little longer. But not with this boy. Nope. I wanted him so badly, and my heart and cock were on fire.

That lush mouth. Those full lips. That evil tongue. He had me soaring up to the brink of forever with a control over me that went beyond just great sex.

I wanted to pull this boy into me and make him mine always.

"Kendry," I warned.

"Mmmph."

"Kendry." Another warning. I couldn't hold back. He had to know.

Kendry kept sucking. Such a good boy. I had no time for a third warning before I lost myself in some sort of flashing golden cloud.

My cock exploded with a force I hadn't experienced since my youth. The release was like parts of me had waited thousands of years for just this.

The force of my orgasm lifted me up high again and again as Kendry sucked my pipes dry.

When he pulled off me, he licked me perfectly clean, then crawled up my chest to nuzzle under my chin.

I lifted my arms, which felt heavy and weak, and encircled him lightly.

He lifted his head and cleared his throat. Eye to eye, he smiled down at me. "Can I call you Daddy now?"