Page 58 of Kit

We were in sync. The words turned us both on. That was the beauty of the energy between us.

His hand was perfect. So good as it stroked downward. Making me pulse. My cock throbbed. His hand moved faster.

“Look at that bad boy coming for Daddy. Coming hard for Daddy.”

I let out a strangled cry.

The orgasm took me, my whole body shaken to the core as I squirted my seed at the floor.

“Daddy, Daddy!”

“That’s it, bad boy. Look what you made me do. Look what you just did. So naughty.”

In a shaky voice, “I couldn’t help it.”

All at once, Parker put his hands beneath me and lifted me up. I went to my feet as he stood. Then he picked me up. My bare legs went around his waist.

“Let’s go clean you up now.”

In the bathroom, he started the faucet in the bath.

“A bath, Daddy?”

“Yes. I have to make sure you’re completely clean.”

Yes, please. I bit down on a grin.

He added bubbles to the bath, sweetly scented. He got out towels and washcloths, then turned and lifted the sweater over my head.

When I was naked, he ran his hands all over me.

“Get in now.”

I stepped into the warm, flowing water. When it first hit my ass, it stung. I hissed.

“Slowly, now,” Parker said.

It all felt so good. Parker’s hands were quickly in the suds, soap in hand, as the water continued to pour into the tub.

Finally, he shut it off and dutifully began to clean me. I wanted to play, but he was firm.

“No playing this time. Baby boy, you need to be cleaned. Toys will come later.”

My face and eyes warmed. He was so bossy. I loved it.

He used the cloth everywhere, under my arms, on my cock and between my ass cheeks. He made me turn over and stick my ass up out of the water so he could assess it.

“Hmm, nice and red. That’s good,” he said.

He rubbed the cloth over it, none too gently, until I was gasping.

When he was done, he ordered me out of the tub.

I stood dripping while he dried me off and dressed me in my PJs.

“Now straight to bed, baby,” he ordered.

“Yes, Daddy.”