Preston
Sage stayed close to my side on the stairs. As he entered my bedroom I heard him gasp. He had seen the room before so what was it?
When I turned to look at him, he was turning around, taking in the entire space. His hand slipped from mine.
Admittedly, my bedroom was big. I had a king-sized bed with a thick, soft comforter. And lots of pillows. This room was for my comfort and peace of mind. Though I had a couple other spaces where I worked in the house, especially my breakfast nook, I also had a lap desk in here and sometimes worked in bed in front of the TV. I worked hard but I also did not deny what a privilege it was to have this space all to myself.
“Will this be where we are spending the night?” Sage stood with one hand on his hip and his chin raised.
“If you like.”
“Well, all right then.” He sent me a haughty look. “I do like it well enough.” After a pause he began to giggle.
“I can tell you're going to be a troublemaker, aren't you?”
“No, Daddy. I'm a good boy.”
“We'll see.”
I reached out and put my arms under his, lifting him up. Immediately, he put his arms over my shoulders and jumped up wrapping his legs around my hips, forcing me to carry him to the bed.
I sat him on his back and he pulled me down alongside him.
“What are you going to do?” he asked.
“Anything you want.”
“Daddy, I'm a big boy and I want everything with you.”
I leaned in for a kiss and he complied, holding me tight. It was different now that we were lying down. I felt like I had the freedom to explore just a little more. Or a lot. I pulled him onto his side and squeezed one of my hands beneath him so that both my palms were flat on his back. Slowly, I stroked into his waist, then over his waistband to the gentle curve of his ass.
Sage arched into my grip.
I began to kiss him along his jaw and over his cheeks. When I moved to his neck, he squirmed beneath me, moaning and sighing. As I reached the hem of his cute, fuzzy pink shirt and pulled it up, he raised his arms to allow me to take it off. So gorgeous. I began to kiss and lick down his chest.
Sage had his arms on my shoulders pulling me in. I wondered if I was moving too fast. But I couldn't stop myself. He smelled sweet as fresh flower petals. His skin was silky smooth. I wanted to bury my face in him, breathe him in and hold him tight. I wanted to give him everything he had ever dreamed of in bed.
When I put my hand on the top button of his jeans I said, “Is it okay if I loosen this a bit?”
“Yes, please. It feels too tight.”
“I can take care of that.”
“Please and thank you, Daddy.”
The button came undone easily. The zipper made a soft shushing sound. Sage was squirmy, trying to move out of his pants before I tugged. He lifted his hips in invitation and I pulled the waistband down his thighs and past his knees. He wore pale blue briefs with little yellow ducks on them. It was the most adorable underwear I'd ever seen. The fact that a man was wearing them made it utterly delightful.
Sage kicked off his shoes and his pants followed. He turned onto his side and crawled against me.
“Daddy, you're so warm.”
“You're beautiful,” I whispered. “Do you want to get under the covers?”
He nodded against my chest.
We both sat up as I pushed the comforter down. Immediately, Sage crawled under the top sheet. I dangled my legs over the side of the bed and kicked off my shoes. Still fully clothed I crawled under the sheet to join him.
He tugged impatiently at my shirt. I kissed his forehead, then quickly pulled off my top and threw it aside. Before I could even turn back to face Sage, his hands were all over my bare chest. I lay back with a moan and let him explore.
