17. Kyan
Chapter 17
Kyan
The sound of the wind and rain wrapping against the bedroom window brought Kyan out of his slumber. The room was dark and a quick glance over toward the digital clock on Matteo’s side of the bed flashed up that it was the middle of the night…
‘Three AM,’ Kyan whispered, half-asleep but suddenly fascinated by the sound of the wind’s howling as it continued to whip and toss outside Matteo’s grand old house.
‘Snuggle up to me,’ Matteo said, his voice low and sleepy. ‘Daddy will keep you warm and safe from the storm.’
Kyan gleefully wriggled across toward Matteo and wrapped his arms around him and hooked his leg around his waist. It felt incredible to have a real Daddy to cuddle up with during the middle of the night, it was the kind of thing that Kyan had always dreamed of.
Matteo’s so big and strong.
He’s saving me from the bad guys, and now the weather too.
Maybe I should thank him…
The friction of rubbing up against Matteo had set something off inside Kyan. He could feel his cock hardening rapidly as his smooth arms and legs went up against Matteo’s muscular upper body and strong legs.
‘Daddy…’ Kyan said, bumping his special place up against the back of Matteo’s leg and grinding it ever so slightly. ‘I can’t sleep.’
‘ Grrrr ,’ Matteo replied, clearly unimpressed.
‘It’s not my fault the wind and rain are so loud,’ Kyan said, grinding once more and feeling his now rock-hard cock pressing against his pyjama bottoms. ‘And I don’t think you can sleep now either…’
With that, Kyan rustled himself underneath the duvet cover and moved down the bed toward Matteo’s bottom half. As he reached over and felt the rock-hard protrusion at the front of his Daddy’s pajama bottoms, Kyan knew that something had to be done to help them both get back to sleep.
Kyan heard Matteo grunting his approval as he traced his finger up and down the front of his Daddy’s pajama bottoms. It might have been wet and windy outside, but Kyan was now only thinking about pulling his Daddy’s pajamas all the way down and taking their mind off the stormy weather and onto something else entirely…
‘ Hmmm ,’ Matteo said as Kyan pulled down his pajama bottoms enough for his hard Daddy cock to spring out.
And it wasn’t long before Kyan was running his tongue from the base of Matteo’s broad shaft all the way up to the tip and back down again. It might have been the middle of the night, but Kyan was very awake now as his wet tongue worked Matteo’s big Daddy dick with great enthusiasm.
Matteo adjusted his body and turned to directly face Kyan – a move that Kyan was appreciative of as it meant that he was now able to take the bottom half of Matteo’s throbbing cock in one hand while using his mouth to suck and slurp on the rest.
‘Fuck that’s good, boy,’ Matteo moaned, his quads tensing in delight as Kyan’s wet mouth went to town on his manhood. ‘Keep going. Don’t stop.’
Kyan felt a surge of delight come over him as he realized just how much his Daddy was enjoying his middle of the night blowjob. Kyan began to swallow the full length of Matteo’s dick and reached around to grab onto his steely, perfectly sculpted ass cheeks.
Knowing that he was fully in service to his Daddy was such a turn on to Kyan. In fact, it was such a turn on that Kyan barely noticed how aroused he was himself until he wriggled out of his pajama bottoms. As he slurped, sucked, and bobbed his mouth on his Daddy’s rock hard slab of meat, Kyan’s own manhood throbbed, and he wrapped his legs around Matteo’s so that he could grind himself to climax too.
Kyan began to cum and felt his ass cheeks clenching and his upper thighs quivering in wild abandon as he locked his legs around Matteo’s strong thigh and shot his hot, sticky load onto his Daddy. All the while though, Kyan continued to suck on his Matteo’s cock and bring it closer and closer to release…
‘Fuck, keep… going… boy…’ Matteo groaned, his dick erupting and shooting its seed into Kyan’s gagging, frenzied mouth.
Kyan was barely in control of himself as he bumped and grinded at one end and continued to give his Daddy all the pleasure with his mouth at the other.
But soon, the pair of then were spent.
‘Daddy, I couldn’t control myself,’ Kyan said, his mouth full of the taste of his Daddy’s seed.
‘I’m not complaining,’ Matteo laughed, bringing Kyan up close to him once more and wrapping his arms around him. ‘And I don’t think you are either.’
Kyan giggled and nuzzled his head up against Matteo’s warm chest.
‘But I do know one thing for sure,’ Matteo said, his voice low and full of post-climactic satisfaction. ‘We need to get to sleep.’
‘But the storm,’ Kyan protested.
‘We’ll listen to it together,’ Matteo answered, running his fingers through Kyan’s hair. ‘Trust me, we’ll both be fast asleep before you know it.’
‘Okay, Daddy,’ Kyan said, a smile on his face as he closed his eyes and listened to the wind and rain outside as it battered up against his safe haven. ‘I…’
Kyan gasped. He knew what he was about to say but stopped himself just in time. The reality suddenly dawned on Kyan that his feelings for Matteo weren’t going anywhere. And the truth of it was that Kyan was beginning to fall madly in love with his mafia protector. While saying this out loud might have been a step too far just in that moment, Kyan felt a surge of warmth come over his body as he nodded off to sleep.
I know how I feel about Matteo.
I hope he feels the same way.
And one day we both might even say it out loud…
After the 3:00AM fun with Matteo, Kyan woke with a spring in his step the next morning. But with the rain and wind still causing mayhem outside at 7:30AM, Kyan was grateful to still be in bed with Gambit under his arm and the warmth of the extra heavy duvet on top of him.
‘Daddy? Are you upstairs?’ Kyan asked, his voice echoing off the high ceilings in Matteo’s master bedroom.
‘I am now,’ Matteo answered, entering the room with a highly appetizing breakfast tray of orange juice, toast, choco-flakes, and sliced apple. ‘And don’t worry, you don’t have to drink the espresso. That’s mine.’
‘Silly, Daddy! I knew the coffee was yours,’ Kyan squealed in delight as Matteo carefully placed the tray down on the bed. ‘But where are Gambit’s morning carrot slices?’
‘Today he can have a bite of your sliced apples,’ Matteo chuckled, smiling warmly as he handed Kyan the delicate glass of freshly squeezed orange juice. ‘So… how are you feeling this morning?’
‘I’m feeling… goooood ,’ Kyan said, blushing as he recalled precisely what went down in the middle of the night. ‘And you?’
‘Yup, you know me,’ Matteo said, giving a knowing wink as he carefully got underneath the covers next to Kyan and Gambit. ‘I’m feeling great. Now… we need to talk about something. And it’s not exactly fun. But I thought I’d get it out of the way the first chance I got. That way, you can go about enjoying the rest of your day with me.’
‘I get to spend all day with you?’ Kyan asked, his eyes widening and his heart skipping a beat in pure joy.
‘You sure do,’ Matteo said. ‘All day. And all night. But…’
‘ Uh-oh , I don’t think I’m going to like this,’ Kyan said, suspecting that Matteo was about to deliver some less than appealing news.
Matteo smiled kindly and took a sip of his espresso. Following a brief pause, Matteo said that the plan was for him to leave a security detail at his townhouse to guard Kyan while he stepped up his plan to make him safe for good. Kyan wanted to know more about Matteo’s plan, but to say he wasn’t forthcoming with specific details would have been a huge understatement…
‘You know what you need to know,’ Matteo said, his voice firm but kind. ‘Daddy knows best. And that’s especially true given that this is my field of expertise. What I’m putting in place is a plan that will mean you’ll never have to look over your shoulder again. You’ll be back playing for high stakes in no time, but I won’t let you gamble with your life by giving you any more information than is necessary. Just know that Daddy Matteo is doing his thing.’
Kyan felt a nervous tingle all over.
It was silly to try and deny it. Matteo was a man who did bad things. Kyan knew this about Matteo, and yet it didn’t change how he felt about him. And the fact that Matteo was evidently putting his own life in danger in order to protect his made Kyan feel like the most special boy in the world.
It was time for Kyan to be a big boy and show his support for his Daddy.
‘I understand,’ Kyan said, trying to sound as brave as he possibly could. ‘I know you’ll kick whoever’s butt needs kicking and keep me safe.’
‘That’s the spirit, young man,’ Matteo said, finishing off his espresso. ‘Now if you’ll excuse me, I need a refill. I’ll be back in a minute. And try not to finish off everything on your breakfast tray before I get back!’
‘I’ll try but I can’t promise,’ Kyan giggled, taking Gambit and helping him to munch some of the apple slice. ‘And I don’t think Gambit is going to help me on that score either…’
With that, Matteo smiled and left the bedroom to fetch another steaming hot espresso to enjoy in bed with Kyan.
‘He’s a keeper, isn’t he Gambit?’ Kyan asked, holding his stuffie tight to his chest. ‘I think Matteo might be one in a million. I just hope he thinks the same about us…’