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There was no reason to start clothed and pretend that I wasn’t going to end up playing with him. Wrestling his dick free one-handed was ridiculous and took him out of the moment. I thought it was a reasonable decision but Milo’s eyes went wide and he let out a wicked giggle. “Naughty Daddy.”
Practical Daddy.
But I shrugged and gave him a sly smile as I started stripping his clothes off. “But you’re my boy and I want to cuddle you.”
He thought I was naughty and ridiculous, but he made getting naked easy and his cock thoroughly approved of the plan. Milo spent the whole time alternating between giggling and shaking his head, though.
Somehow, he seemed to be under the impression I should’ve been more subtle.
He seemed to be forgetting who he was talking to…and who was going to be feeding him…because subtle was not my middle name. According to my family, it was asshole, and according to Milo, it was naughty.
Either way…not subtle.
Chapter 19
Milo
He was so naughty.
But I was a good boy and good boys didn’t argue with their Daddies.
Nope.
They were polite or they said their colors…so I had to be polite…and that meant I needed to be a good helper and make sure Daddy got the cuddles he needed. So when Daddy got me naked, I reached for his shirt. “Daddy too.”
I shrugged when he tried not to laugh. “I’m your good boy.”
He let me get him naked and was very fast. “I think I missed part of the logic, but I’m a good Daddy and I’m not going to argue with my boy.”
That was my rule.
He was so silly.
“You’re naughty.” And funny because his smile got bigger and bigger. “I’m the good boy.”
Daddy shook his head as I helped him with his pants. “Nope. I’m the good boy. I’m being very agreeable.”
Cause he was getting the naughty stuff that he wanted.
Yep, he was naughty, but I was his good boy and was very nice.
Nice boys didn’t argue when their Daddies were silly or naughty or naked…and they probably didn’t tell their Daddies they were being silly, so I nodded. “Yes, Daddy. You’re a good boy.”
He laughed as he stepped out of his clothes, wrapping me in his arms and giving me a big naked hug. “Somehow you agreed with me and it still sounded like you were telling me I was naughty.”
I was smart too.
“You don’t need spanks, Daddy.” I shrugged like Daddy did and sighed. “If you don’t need spanks, you weren’t naughty.”
He raised one eyebrow and tried to look very Daddy serious, but he wanted to giggle too. “Sneaky boy.”
Yes.
Cheek kiss time and snuggle time and wiggle time.
Oh, Daddy groaned.
I won.
