Page 11 of Milk for His Daddy


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I bet he tastes amazing.

Once he’s done, he turns off the water and helps me out of the shower.

“Where do you keep your towels?”

I point, and he bends over to grab one out from under the sink. His perfect bubble butt is completely hairless as well.

It looks so good. I want to get on my knees and rim him until he’s screaming. Then he stands up and turns around and, oh god, even half hard his dick is perfect. It’s smooth and pink, and I can’t stop staring.

“I want my mouth all over you,” I beg. He smiles and then unfolds the towel in front of him, blocking my view. “Boo.”

He laughs and walks toward me. “Let’s get you dried off.”

He wipes the towel down my arms and chest.

“I can do that you know,” I half-heartedly protest.

“I know.” He drags the towel lower and looks up at me with heat in his stormy gray eyes. “Spread your legs.”

“I like where this is going,” I tease and widen my stance.

“Calm down, big boy.”

He wipes down each leg and stands up again before throwing the towel in the hamper and grabbing a fresh one to dry himself.

“You need better towels.” His words are serious, but not overly snobby. “My skin is too delicate.”

I walk up to him and lean down to bury my face in his shoulder. I rub my nose along his collarbone.

“You’re right. Your skin is very delicate.” I nip him gently, and he gasps. “And sensitive.”

He lets me nibble on him for a moment before stepping back. “Come on. Let’s get a snack and eat it in our underwear.”

“And round two?!”

“You bet your sweet ass.”

“Then hurry up!”

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“I’m going to put on pants if you can’t focus.” I grin.

“But… panties.” He gestures wildly.

“I know, but you should finish your sandwich before it gets cold.” I made us grilled cheese with what he had in his fridge.

“It’s fine when it’s cold. In fact, it’s better while cold. So I should suck you off while I wait.” He reaches for me, but I move his hand back.

“Whit, eat,” I order, and he grumbles. “Keep that up and you won’t get any dessert.” I grab my dick so he knows what I mean.

He finishes his sandwich in two bites and then looks at my crotch again.

“I’m not done eating yet.” I take a small nibble.

“That’s okay. I can keep your dick warm.”