Chapter 4 #3
Mitch looked over his shoulder at Byron and the other Daddies. They were relaxing on the furniture as the boys lay under a soft fleece blanket in front of the big-screen television.
Byron winked at him from where he sprawled low on the couch.
Mitch watched carefully as Byron moved his hand discreetly over the bulge in his jeans.
Damn, his Daddy was half hard. Mitch’s mouth watered. He loved having Byron’s dick in his mouth. Especially when he was watching a movie and relaxing. He squirmed as his own cock started to get hard.
So unfair.
Mitch wanted to cuddle with his friends, but he also wanted to go crawl in between Byron’s legs.
“Do you need to go potty?” Byron asked.
“Yes!” Mitch said quickly. Maybe a little too quickly as Caleb laughed hard at his side. It didn’t matter though. Byron rose and held out his hand. Mitch wiggled out from the blanket before holding up his arms.
Chuckling, Byron leaned down and picked him up.
“Use the bathroom upstairs,” Mac murmured as they passed. “It’ll be more private.”
Byron set him down at the bottom of the stairs. Mitch pouted.
“You know it’s too dangerous to carry you up the stairs. You can walk,” Byron told him.
“I don’t want to walk,” Mitch whined.
Byron quickly swatted his butt. “Walk, boy.”
Damn, warmth flowed through his bottom all the way around to his cock. There was no way he was going to be able to pee. He hoped his Daddy understood he only agreed to go to the bathroom to get special touches.
“Do you need another swat?”
Shit, he’d gotten lost in his head. Mitch bit his lip before batting his eyelashes. “Maybe.”
Byron wasn’t fooled. “Go, boy!” He pointed up the stairs.
Knowing he could only be a little bit of a brat before he got a real spanking, Mitch walked up the stairs. Since Byron was right behind him, touching his back and butt, Mitch figured they were on the same page.
Mitch had only been to Mac’s house once before, right after Hayley had moved in. The place was huge, but the small restroom door stood open. Mitch stepped into the room before Byron crowded up behind him and shut the door.
Byron’s palm came down to the front of Mitch’s jeans. “What’s this?”
Mitch shrugged. “Sorry, Daddy.”
“Well, you can’t pee with this, now, can you?”
“No, Daddy.”
“I guess I better take care of that for you.”
Yes! “Please, Daddy. I’ve been really good tonight.”
“Have you?”
“I ate all my vegetables,” Mitch responded.
“You did. What else?”
Oh crap. He had to think quickly. “I helped Hayley throw away all the wrapping paper from the presents.”
“That is good,” Byron said. He lowered Mitch’s zipper before undoing his button.
“Me and Avery cleared the dishes from the table after dinner,” Mitch reminded him.
“That’s right,” Byron replied, this time sliding his hand inside Mitch’s tight underwear. “What else?”
“I gave you a blowjob before we got here.”
Byron laughed. “That was your choice of a reward earlier.”
“But I did a really good job,” Mitch said.
“Yes, you did.” Byron stroked him.
“Please, Daddy, I’m so hard.”
“Do you think you can be quiet? You don’t want your little friends to know what we’re doing, do you?”
At this point, all their friends knew they often snuck away for sexy times. But Byron knew just how to play Mitch’s exhibitionist streak.
With the hand not wrapped around his cock, Byron pushed Mitch’s jeans and underwear down to his ankles.
“Daddy is going to sit on the edge of the tub. You can fuck Daddy’s mouth for five minutes. If you don’t come in those five minutes, you don’t get to come at all for the rest of the night.”
Five minutes? That seemed like an eternity to him. He really wanted to come, too. “Deal.”
Byron moved into position before pulling Mitch in front of him.
Mitch knew he’d miscalculated when Byron gently wrapped his lips around Mitch’s erection. He didn’t even suck. Just held Mitch in his mouth.
“Daddy,” Mitch complained. “Please.”
Byron looked up, raising his dark eyes to meet Mitch’s gaze. His eyes gave away his amusement.
“Please!” Mitch begged.
Byron wrapped his hands around Mitch, grasping his bottom and pulling him close.
That was better. Then he sucked. Mitch dug his fingers into Byron’s shoulder and held on.
He pumped his hips, sliding his cock deep.
Byron knew just how much pressure to use.
Before Mitch knew it, he could feel the first signs that he was going to come.
“Daddy,” he warned. Not that he expected Byron to stop sucking him. It was just the polite thing to do. Much to Mitch’s absolute pleasure, Byron tightened his grip on Mitch’s ass and sucked harder. Mitch came with a gasp. He had promised to be quiet, and Caleb already loved teasing him.
When Byron had drunk down every bit of his come, he licked Mitch’s cock clean. Byron had barely released him when Mitch dropped into his Daddy’s lap. He was sated and sleepy now.
“Come on, boy, let Daddy get you cleaned up. You can finish your movie then we’re heading home.”
“Carry me, Daddy. Soooo tired,” Mitch drawled.
Byron sighed before he shook his head.
Mitch was so getting carried.