Clean and stretched were good things… so was the fact that I’d made him talk about all this already.
“Should we cuddle for a while or take a nap until he’s ready to play again?” While we’d talked about anal sex, I hadn’t asked his thoughts on more interesting ways it could go.
I should have, but he was adorably distracting.
“Nope.” His wiggles and my imagination had my cock back to full steam ahead, but he bent himself into a pretzel to reach behind him and give it a few full strokes. “Now. You traded.”
I was going to ask about the fine print next time we ran into this situation.
“Well, I traded.” Daddies kept their promises and it was technically good on my limits list. He’d even been thinking about it long enough to get distracted at home cleaning himself out. “And you’re really cute.”
That got more giggles and an ear-to-ear grin. “Yep.”
So confident.
Thankfully, smarter than his family.
“I got my plan, Daddy.” It seemed like he’d already figured out how this was going to work, but I was going to take some of the credit for that because I’d made sure to ask enough questions before we’d gotten to this point. “Kisses first.”
As I mentally guessed what that meant, I realized as he bent forward he actually was thinking about regular kisses.
I approved.
He started with adorably light ones, barely pecking over my lips. “Kiss. Kiss. Kiss. Mine. Mine. Mine.”
Me.
I belonged to him.
“All yours, little firecracker.” His smile that time was possessive and pleased, and my promise got me another kiss. Each one got deeper and slightly more grown-up, but before we got to full-on-adult tongue-twister-type kisses, he rocked back and slid himself onto my dick.
He was right… bananas were amazing.
“My Daddy. My toy. My cum.” Between cleaning and his fruit-based foreplay, he was tight but perfectly slick and wonderfully ready for me to fill him up in one smooth stroke. It was so good my eyes just about rolled back in my head, but thinking about my sexy boy held the best of the pleasure back.
It shouldn’t have.
He might not have gotten hard, but as he sat up and started riding my cock, he was clearly having a good time.
“It’s even better than being banana’d, Daddy.” As I made a mental note that we needed to try giving him an anal orgasm when he was wearing a cock cage, I nodded and ran my hands over his chest. That got another pleased sound from him and had him bouncing faster. “I love cuddles.”
That was what we were calling this?
“Cuddles are the best.” And watching him enjoy it so completely made it even better. “You’re so sexy, baby.”
Oh, that giggle.
Seeing him so happy and thoroughly enjoying the game he’d instigated made it easy to stop overthinking it. If he didn’t need a hard cock and an orgasm to have fun, I wasn’t going to force iton him. “It goes deeper than the banana, but if you lean forward I think it’ll bump your button, little firecracker.”
The toy was definitely a good way to open himself for more fun and his enthusiastic use of it made it so there was nothing but pleasure on his face.
“This is so much fun.” Rocking faster, he used my cock hard and snickered every time he gave himself a rush of pleasure. “This way… this way I won’t get distracted and missanyof the fun.”
Oh.
I’d think more about that tidbit later, but for the moment I gave up thinking and let him use my erection like a dirty carnival toy. There was nothing sexier than watching him wearing such a big smile and loving every second of our new game.
Rocking his hips, he made sure I hit his prostate with every stroke and clenched his muscles as I bottomed out. Every sexy move had pleasure rushing through both of us but I loved watching his body writhe over me as he had fun making love to me.
