Naughty boy.
He was perfect.
“I’ll do a good job, Daddy.” He was very earnest about that, but it seemed to mean climbing further onto the bed based onhow he climbed over me, dragging his cock over my face. “Hurry. You have to move. You’re heavy.”
“I was stuck.” Giving his happy dick a side-eye as I rolled over had him laughing so hard he fell back onto the bed. Thankfully, he had a big enough mattress that he didn’t go overboard, but our first purchase in the new house was going to be a king-size bed.
“Stuck by my penis.” He thought that was so funny he said it several times and only stopped when I plopped down at the head of the bed. “Ready.”
He was still snickering but seeing me in place was more distracting than how funny he was. “Kisses and wiggles.”
“Because I’m tired.” His bed did feel good considering how early he’d gotten up. I’d gotten my first text from him at five and he hadn’t slowed down since then. Meeting my friends for the first time was more nerve-racking for him than I’d anticipated, but it’d gone great. “I’m ready for wiggles and kisses.”
Wearing an ear-to-ear grin, he straddled my hips and started his wiggles with my erection tucked between his cheeks. “Wiggles.”
Groans.
My dramatic sound got more happy sounds from him and had his cock jumping around to wave hello. “It’s going to attack me again.”
Chipmunk seemed like he’d find that funny until the day he died because he immediately started snickering and rolling his eyes. “That’s not how it works, Daddy.”
Leaning over, he braced his hands on the bed and proceeded to educate me by rocking back and forth so his erection could stroke against my stomach. “See?”
Oh yes, and I felt it too.
“I don’t know…” Pretending to yawn again had him trying not to laugh. “You’re going to have to prove it to me.”
As he curled over and hid his face against my chest, I sighed. “And don’t forget my kisses. You said you were going to do the kissing and wiggling.”
He managed to keep his laughter mostly silent but it was impossible for him to hide how funny he thought the whole thing was. That didn’t mean it wasn’t turning him on, though. Nope. Chipmunk was having fun in multiple different ways.
And the way he’d gone back to rocking over me and showing me how good he could wiggle was one of my favorite ways.
“I’ll keep you awake.” He proved his point by finally shifting from giggles to kisses and he started with my nipples again. “No naps for Daddy.”
Damn straight.
He was going to do his best to keep me wide awake and moaning, but instead of starting his hard work by playing binkie again, he gave them just a few nibbles each before wiggling lower.
Wiggly kisses were the best kisses.
An eager boy giving wiggly kisses made it amazing.
Especially when every sound I made got more giggles from him.
“Wiggles and kisses and wiggles and kisses.” His happy singsong words made me want to laugh but what he was doing to me made me moan…because he was having fun entertaining himself as he kissed down my chest, clearly working toward a specific goal. “Wiggles and kisses and wiggles and kisses.”
I was going to end up coming just because of wiggles and the view of his ass waving side to side. He was keeping time to the song and making sure to rub his body across my cock with every move he made.
That song was going to be stuck in my head forever if he kept going any longer, but thankfully his mouth was quickly filled with something else.
Me.
“Oh…” It seemed like he was playing binkie with my erection this time because he looked up my body as kissed the tip and then gently wrapped his lips around the end. “Fucking hell.”
That should not have been as hot as it was…but it was…and he knew it.
Part of him still wanted to giggle but the rest of him loved what he was doing to me as he gave me kisses.
