Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 77949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Pokey muttered something about me being too assumptive, but it was too quiet for me to make out. So he knew he was wrong but just had to let it out anyway. Some men were just like that, though, so I didn’t take it personally.
“I…” Harley’s eyes widened but after a few seconds he nodded. “Green.”
Shoot.
My shirt.
“Good boy.” What was he green for, though? “You’re going to let me pick?”
Bingo…head nod.
I was so smart.
And I was going to remind Pokey of that fact once he stopped hiding his laughter against my back.
“I think that’s a wonderful way to handle the situation.” Especially if he liked both options. “I’m going to get you naked first.”
Sadly, that required me to move and Pokey’s grumbling said he agreed with me about that too. But once I was on the couch beside him, Pokey stopped his ridiculousness and moaned. “We’ve got such a sexy boy.”
“We’re very lucky.” I kissed our boy’s still pink cheeks and stroked my hand over his chest. “And there’s so many fun places to play with.”
Hmm…I shouldn’t be greedy.
“Do you want his cock or his chest?” Ha, I even remembered not to say breast or boob before I confirmed what Santos was comfortable with. I was a wonderful partner and was even patient while he blinked and thought.
Very patient.
But I was rewarded with an answer eventually.
I was incredibly patient.
“His cock.” Santos blinked again and looked up the line of Harley’s sexy body. “Eventually I want to kiss all over our boy, though.”
So much yummy goodness…on both of them.
“There’s so much to kiss it’s no wonder he needs two partners.” That fact didn’t help Harley’s blushing situation but it was obvious that he wasn’t too embarrassed when we started to take his jeans off.
Yep…proportional and happy to see us.
“I’m a very lucky man.” Two sweet men to take care of. Two big cocks to play with. “I’m going to wear myself out on this one soon.”
Harley’s coloring was starting to make Santos frown at me again, so I just kissed the red cheek as Harley settled back into the couch, naked and adorable. “Close your eyes and relax, baby. We’re going to take good care of you and you don’t have to make any decisions.”
His sigh of relief had Santos nearly giggling. “The hurricane is ready to handle everything. Don’t you worry.”
Rude.
But it made Harley snicker as he closed his eyes, so I didn’t point out Santos’s bad manners.
I’d do that later after I finished my snack and snuggle since those were the most important things at the moment. So I curled into Harley, stroking his chest and nuzzling as I licked his leaking nipple. “Such a good boy taking care of his Daddy.”
They both moaned as Santos finally brought his mouth to Harley’s cock, but I wasn’t facing the right direction.
Somehow we’d have to fix that next time.
But I was a good Daddy this time and focused on the toy in front of me and not the one that Santos got to play with.
Mine was silky and the perfect firmness to nibble and tease, getting a whimper from my sweet boy as we started our new playtime. “Oh…I…”
His arms tightened around me as I scraped my teeth on the end of his nipple, getting another sexy sound before I started to suck. That got me the sweetest moan but I could feel the way his body jerked as Santos upped his playtime too.
Harley was so full, his milk released with just the flick of my tongue and sweetness filled my mouth as I sucked. I wanted to tell him how delicious he was and how relaxing it was to be in his arms, but this treat wasn’t one I could talk with my mouth full of it, so I focused on showing him how special he was.
Moaning and sucking, I kept up a steady rhythm as I stroked his chest and Santos sucked his cock. It was a slow, almost lazy pleasure that built gently and it was perfect for our tender boy. He soaked up every touch and sound, and when he was as full of our love as my tummy was of his milk, he jerked and cried out a warning to Santos. “Papa.”
His Papa was a master cocksucker, so he was ready for our boy. I sucked down Harley’s last drops as he shook and his body bucked under ours, but I kept up a gentle suction and flicked his nipple with my tongue, teasing him until he went boneless.
We released him at the same time and curled up around him as soon as Santos climbed up on the couch. He was too blissed-out to blush, and even managed a sentence without shyness taking over. “Can I open my eyes, Daddy?”
“Yes, baby.” He nodded, satisfied with that answer as he kept them closed, getting a pleased sound from his Papa. “You just relax. We’re going to take good care of you.”