Chapter 1 #3
Oh, hell yeah, Mitch closed his eyes as Byron started to use his mouth. He was in heaven.
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Hayley
Hayley placed the last piece of tape on the wrapping paper and smiled.
It was the last thing that he had to wrap and now at least that chore was done.
He’d already mailed off huge boxes full of presents to his family.
Not that anyone would be able to tell. Not with the number of gifts that were still under the tree.
Mac had gone overboard buying gifts. Not only for him but for all their friends.
Which meant in turn Hayley had gone overboard to show Mac how much he was loved.
Mac hadn’t had a lot of love in his life.
Hayley was determined to make up for that now.
He loved the big guy more than Hayley ever thought he’d love another person.
He loved his mom, dad, and brothers. But loving Mac was different. Hayley would give his life for Mac’s. Hayley would kill for Mac. There wasn’t anything Mac could ask of him that would make Hayley turn his back on his Daddy.
Thinking about his Daddy, Hayley opened the guest bedroom door where he’d locked himself in an hour ago to finish wrapping presents. He left all the wrapped gifts on the bed, knowing that Mac would move them down to be placed under the tree.
His Daddy was so protective that he didn’t even like Hayley to carry some small boxes down the stairs. Hayley strolled down the hall searching for his big guy.
At the living room threshold, Hayley had to clap his hand over his mouth.
Mac was right where Hayley had suspected. Laid out on the couch under a red flannel blanket. A Hallmark Christmas movie playing low on the big-screen television. Hayley was the only person in the world who knew about Mac’s obsession with romantic Christmas movies.
“You can stop giggling and get over here, baby.” Mac didn’t even have to look at him to know that Hayley was near.
“Yes, Daddy,” Hayley said before he raced across the room.
Mac lifted the corner of the blanket. Hayley shimmied out of his pajama bottoms and T-shirt until he wore only his tiniest pair of bright pink undies and climbing onto the couch with Mac.
Mac covered him with the blanket then pulled Hayley close. Hayley’s back pressed tight against Mac’s chest. Both arms holding him close. Hayley grasped the arm under his and pulled Mac’s hand up.
Knowing what he wanted, Mac pressed his thumb to Hayley’s lips. Hayley opened his mouth and sucked in Mac’s thumb. He could suck his own thumb. But Mac’s also came with the added benefit of tasting like his Daddy. Mac’s thumb was just better. He didn’t care what Mac said.
Above him, Mac turned the lamp off.
With only the lights coming from the tree, fireplace, and television, the room was warm and romantic. Perfect. Just like every night that Hayley spent in Mac’s arms.
A commercial came on and Mac kissed the back of his neck. “Get all your wrapping done?”
Hayley had to take Mac’s thumb from his mouth.
He held on to Mac’s hand though. “Yes, all finished. Most of the food should be delivered tomorrow so all we have to do Friday is warm it up.” It was Wednesday night and Friday was Christmas Eve.
They were having all their friends over for the first time.
And for a Christmas dinner and party. Hayley had worked hard, but Caleb had been a big help.
Hayley had grown closer to Caleb, Avery, and Mitch in the month he’d been living with Mac. His relationship with Mac happened fast, but Hayley knew it was right. Hayley was exactly where he was supposed to be.
“Just don’t overdo it. I don’t want you getting tired,” Mac warned.
His sweet, sweet, man. Mac always worried about him. “I won’t. I promise.”
“Good boy.” Mac nuzzled the back of his head as the movie came back on.
Hayley grinned before popping Mac’s thumb in his mouth. As Mac went back to watching his Christmas movie, Hayley let his gaze travel over the room. The living room was one of Hayley’s favorite spots. First his playroom then their bedroom and then the living room.
They spent a lot of time cuddled up on the couch.
Mac loved watching movies and holding him. He wasn’t surprised when Mac’s free hand slid down his stomach and into his small undies. Mac pulled Hayley’s shaft free of his undies. Wrapping his fingers around Hayley’s cock, Mac just held him.
Snuggling down, Hayley stared at the Christmas tree. He’d worried about how their three baby kittens would do with the tree. So far, the only one who’d been curious was Socks.
The normally absent kitten would jump up on the couch before stalking the tree from the back. Every single time Socks would jump from the end of the couch, trying to land on the branch.
He never made it.
But he kept trying.
He made Hayley proud.
Even if the little brat still mostly ignored him. Hayley still loved the furry little rascal. The other two kittens liked him, but so far Socks cared only about Mac. And if Socks was curled up in Mac’s lap, the kitten would run off as soon as Hayley entered the room.
Hayley thought Socks might be jealous of all the time Hayley spent in Mac’s lap.
But when he said that to his Daddy, Mac had laughed.
Hayley wasn’t joking, though. Even as they lay together on the couch, Hayley could see all three kittens.
Two lay in their big cat hotel in the corner.
Not Socks though. Socks was staring at Hayley from under the entertainment center.
“Stop having a stare down with the kitten,” Mac mumbled.
“He hates me,” Hayley whispered.
“Socks doesn’t hate you.”
“He does,” Hayley insisted.
Mac pumped Hayley’s cock. Oh, oh that felt good.
“He wants to claw my eyes out,” Hayley said.
Mac stroked him a few more times.
Yea! Sexy touches. “The only way I’ll feel better is if you make me come.”
“So bossy,” Mac mumbled.
He was. And Mac loved that about him. “Make me come, Daddy.”