Once more, Day’s face morphed into his sex kitten expression, lids heavy and lips wet, as he uncurled himself from the chair and made himself at home in Jackson’s lap, straddling his thighs. His hands came around Day without thought, gripping his ass and dragging him close, flexing his hips upward so Day could feel him harden against him.
Day traced Jackson’s lips with his finger. “You’re so fucking hot.”
Jackson grinned. “Oh, yeah?”
“Mm,” Day murmured, lips finding Jackson’s, his tongue briefly slipping inside before darting back out. “Is anybody stopping by today?”
Jackson shook his head.
Day slipped from Jackson’s lap onto his knees, pushing a few buttons on his phone before handing it to Jackson. “Start recording,” Day said, his hands unbuttoning and unzipping Jackson’s jeans. “Up,” he demanded.
Jackson chuckled but shifted to let Day drag his underwear and jeans to his ankles. He shifted, slouching in the chair to give Day more access. He hummed his approval, his hand closing around Jackson’s shaft, stroking him slowly as he kitten-licked over the head, gathering the fluid there onto his tongue and showing it to the camera.
Jackson groaned as Day played, dragging his lips and tongue up one side of Jackson’s cock and down the other, Day’s hand massaging his balls. “Fuck. Stop teasing and suck me.”
Day dragged his shirt over his head and tossed it aside, looking up at Jackson. “Yes, Daddy.”
Day could give a masterclass on blowjobs. The only thing hotter than his cock disappearing down Day’s throat was watching it happen through the camera lens. Day was so beautiful on his knees, taking Jackson’s dick deeper with each pass until he was buried in Day’s mouth, his throat spasming around Jackson in a way that made him crazy. His hand went to the back of Day’s head, fingers twisting in his hair as he rocked his cock even deeper. “That’s it. Swallow my cock. So fucking good.”
Day’s fingers flexed, letting Jackson know he needed air. When Day pulled off, his eyes were tearing but he had a smile that showed he was pleased with himself. “Can I touch myself, Daddy?”
“I don’t know. You’ve been kind of a brat. Do you think you deserve to touch yourself?” Day nodded but his expression said something else. “I don’t know. Maybe I should just jerk myself off while you suck my balls?”
Day pouted, his tongue circling the crown of Jackson’s cock, sucking it until it was slick with his saliva. “Please, Daddy? I’ll be good.”
“Are you already hard?” Jackson asked, knowing full well he was.
Day nodded. “Yes, Daddy.”
“Show me.”
Day got up onto his knees and pushed his shorts down, his cock slapping against his belly, flushed pink and already wet at the tip. Day looked up at the camera lens, but he was really looking at Jackson, big blue eyes wide, still wet from tears, as he stroked his flat belly. “See how hard I am for you, Daddy?”
Pleasure spiked through Jackson’s blood. Day was an absolute tease, but he was so fucking beautiful. “Lean back so I can see.”
Day rested his weight on his left hand so Jackson could see everything. “Mm, you are hard. Show Daddy how you get yourself off at night.”
Day licked his palm and then wrapped his hand around his cock. Jackson adjusted his position so the camera caught him stroking his own hard cock as well as Day’s body splayed out before him. Day jerked himself slowly, never taking his eyes off Jackson.
Jackson squeezed the base of his cock to keep from coming, already keyed up from Day’s hot, wet mouth and now watching him get himself off. “That feel good, baby?”
“Not as good as your hand, Daddy,” Day gasped.
“You haven’t earned my hand. You were a bad boy last night.” Jackson watched Day’s nipples harden at the comment, a whimper escaping his lips. “You like being bad, huh? You want Daddy to punish you? Put you over my knee and spank your bare bottom?”
Day whined, his eyes flying open at Jackson’s taunt, his hips bouncing as he fucked his fist harder and faster. “Yes, please, Daddy. Oh, fuck. I’m going to come,” Day cried, sounding almost surprised, his seed spilling over his fingers as he continued to stroke himself, his bliss evident as his face went slack.
“Come here,” Jackson growled.
Day swayed back up onto his knees as Jackson gripped the boy’s sticky fist and used it to slick his own dick before gripping Day’s hair and tugging him towards his throbbing erection. “Suck me off. Make me come. I want to watch you lick your cum off my cock.”
Day made a tiny gasping sound, but then his tongue shot out, licking Jackson from root to tip before taking him back into the warm damp heat of his perfect mouth. Jackson didn’t hold back, and neither did Day. He relaxed his throat as Jackson worked himself in and out, unable to tear his gaze away from Day’s lips and the soft slide of his tongue. Christ, he was already so close. His hand tightened in Day’s hair even as he warned him, “I’m gonna come. You're gonna take it all.”
Day whined around Jackson’s cock, and that was it—he was shooting down Day’s throat even as Day sucked harder, like he didn’t want to waste even a single drop.
Day didn’t even pull off once he swallowed. He stayed on his knees, his head resting on Jackson’s thigh while his dick went soft. Jackson wasn’t exactly sure what Day was doing but it felt nice, so he just let Day do as he pleased, stroking his hands through his platinum tresses.
After another ten minutes passed, Day suddenly sat up then stood up, pulling his shorts back into place and walking towards the sliding glass door without another word. “Where are you going?”
