Kevin danced over to Sandro, already excited about reconnecting physically. He got addicted to Sandro’s hands on him in the months they’d spent together, and the two weeks of Sandro’s recent absence had felt like torture.
“Wait, there’s more,” Kevin said and straddled Daddy’s lap. Inch by inch, he unzipped the hoodie revealing his chest and…
Sandro gasped and bit his lip at the sight of Kevin’s red sequin nipple tassels, which also had tiny bells attached.
“You like it, Daddy?” Kevin teased and shook his chest to make the tassels jingle. Their weight pulled at his nipples, but the pleasure it gave him was a bonus.
Sandro put his hands on Kevin’s waist and kissed his pec. “You’re too cute for words, baby boy. Now show me that backside.”
Kevin leaned in for a kiss, but then turned in Sandro’s lap and raised his ass, showing off both the green lace and the fresh bruises. Sandro ran his hands up Kevin’s candy cane stockings, and the warmth of his touch made Kevin shiver with anticipation.
Kevin couldn’t have imagined a more perfect way to spend Christmas morning. The scent of pine tickled his senses, fire heated his body, and he could’ve melted into the soft sheepskin under his knees. He moaned when Sandro dug his fingers into his ass, kneading it with a sigh.
“I’ve been dreaming about this every day when I was away.” He pulled on the lace so it bunched up between Kevin’s buttocks like a thong. “Have you missed my dick, Kevin, or were you too busy stuffing that greedy hole with a vibrator?”
Kevin rocked back against the touch, making the bells on him chime. “Only when you told me to, Daddy. I was very restrained waiting for you to get back. Nothing matches Daddy’s cock.” He pushed his thumbs under the waistband of his panties and pushed them under his buttocks to show off his pink hole.
Despite Sandro being so much bigger, doting out punishments, and making the rules, in moments like this, when his eyes dilated, when all of his attention was on Kevin, Kevin also had power in the relationship, and he offered Sandro something no one else could.
Sandro pulled Kevin’s buttocks apart with his thumbs and forced Kevin’s hips closer to kiss his balls through the sheer fabric. The touch of lips was so soft against the sensitive skin it made Kevin moan, but Sandro didn’t waste time and licked from the taint to the small of Kevin’s back.
Sandro grabbed a large cushion and laid back, stuffing it under his head. “Go on, show Daddy how much you missed him.”
That was the cue Kevin had waited for. Every move he made set his bells in motion, and he’d even brought gingerbread flavored lube for the occasion. He backed up to kneel over Sandro’s chest and opened the jeans, eager to see the cock he loved so much. Thick but not too long, it was a work of art, and seeing it, already hardening for him had Kevin salivating.
Sandro pushed his jeans down and then his hands were back on Kevin’s stocking-clad calves. “Suck on it, sweetie,” he said and poked the bells at Kevin’s stockings to make them chime.
Legs spread, ass and cock on show with his panties pulled down, Kevin was at ease. There was no shame with Daddy, only excitement. He bowed down without delay and pressed kisses along the length of the swelling cock, already dreaming of having it inside him and riding it until it filled him with cum.
He pulled the foreskin off the smooth head and licked it with a happy sigh. How he’d missed making Sandro aroused, knowing that he was the one to make a man like him tick. In their little cocoon of happiness, Kevin felt like both a sex God and Daddy’s good boy.
“All the way down,” Sandro whispered, and teased Kevin’s ass with his thumb, but didn’t yet try to push it in.
Kevin sucked in the rapidly stiffening dick. In the months that had passed, he’d learned how to take Sandro’s cock throat-deep and loved showing off that skill. The way Sandro groaned sent a tremble of pure lust up Kevin’s spine, but Daddy wouldn’t make it easy for him to focus, because he pushed the tip of his dry finger into Kevin’s ass.
“Love you like this, horny boy,” Sandro rasped. “So cute, so innocent-looking in those stockings, but we both know you’re gagging for dick. Clench that hole for me.”
Kevin complied without thinking, and moaned, bobbing his head on Sandro’s dick faster. That thick rod of flesh was already stiff and ready for him. Kevin’s cheeks pulsed with heat, and he grabbed the lube, longing for more already.
Sandro moved his hand to cup Kevin’s package as Kevin got his mouth off the dick and looked back. “It’s ready for me, Daddy. Can I ride it now, please?” His whole body ached with arousal as he wiggled against the teasing fingers between his legs. He loved being spread open like this, and he’d have gladly played with one of those spreader bars he’d seen in a BDSM catalog once.