Page 31 of A Daddy for Christmas 3: Matty

“Are you okay in here alone?”

“Uh-huh. Go. Go.” He shooed me away.

I pulled down the covers and found the lube and a condom. Damn, I wanted to fuck Matty all the time. I got on the mattress and stroked my cock a few times, waiting. “Hurry up, boy.”

“Coming, Daddy. Jusaminute.” He ran the words together, but they weren’t slurred, only in his little persona.

I waited, imagining what we were about to do. How did I want to take him?

Finally, he came out and climbed right on the bed beside me, on his hands and knees. “Already slick and stretched. Let’s go, Daddy.”

“Damn, boy.” I pushed him over on his back. “I want to see you.” He had a very expressive face, especially when he was horny. My sheathed cock slid right in; he must have really worked himself open.

“Daddy…” His eyes rolled back, and his mouth fell open with his tongue sticking out. I hoped that meant I was hitting his prostate. I wanted it to be good for him.

“You like?” I grunted, fucking into him harder.

“Yes…” He put his feet on my shoulders, which lifted his ass a little higher, giving me a better angle, but also allowing him to control it, so I was nailing his spot with every thrust.

It didn’t take long for him to come without even stroking his cock, and he was so fucking sexy that I came only seconds behind him. I waited for us to relax before pulling out and cleaning up, and afterward, I crawled beside him, surprised he was still awake. “Christmas is tomorrow, my little sunshine. Let’s get some sleep.”

I expected him to complain or ask for his paci, but he didn’t. He turned into me, snuggling close. “Yes, Daddy. Sleepy.”

Chapter fourteen

Matty – Miami

All I’d wanted for Christmas was to be here with Daddy, but I also got prezzies! So many for me under the tree.

And I gave Daddy prezzies, too, starting with a blowie to wake him up. And he seemed to love that. Then we headed out when the rich scent of coffee roused us. After fixing our cups, we headed upstairs. I wanted to start opening, but Daddy made me wait for the others. Thankfully, that didn’t take long.

There was something for everyone. Finn got guitar pics and strings. Tank opened strings too, but there was also a gift card to the local music center.

Gonzo received four pairs of drumsticks. It looked like we each got him one. But he was happy with that.

Everyone gave Drake journals. He actually ended up with six of them. He didn’t hate that; he needed it to write new songs. He was always writing in his books.

I got fun stuff, starting with an IOU promise to set up playdates with Donny and Kay as soon as everyone was in town at the same time. And some toys from the guys. They didn’tjudge me at all and picked out stuff I liked. I thought Daddy probably helped them, but I didn’t care. I got coloring books and colors from Gonzo and A Candy Land Game from Tank. Surprisingly, Finn bought me a pack of beach toys that included sandcastle molds and shovels. He was always loud and joking around, and the first to tease, but this was actually nice. I could imagine taking it to the beach with Donny and Kay.

I thanked everyone with hugs and then sat in Daddy’s lap, but he gently pushed me to my feet. “There’s something else for you.”

“What? Where?”

“In the tree. Go look.”

I beelined for the spruce. It wasn’t very big, probably only waist high, but we put it on a table. I looked around and finally saw a card tucked between the branches. “What’s this?” I opened it up. It was a nice Christmas card, all blue and white with glittery snow. I opened it slowly and inside was a poem.

Merry Christmas little one

I have a special present for you

But for this you’ll have to “run”

Solve the clues then go-go-go

until you’re finally done

Now you get your first clue