Page 24 of Wrestling with Daddy

He didn’t want to be turned on, to notice the way his cock started to fill his briefs, to press against the fabric as it hardened.

Nathan

are you trying to set up rules?

Daddy

Yes

Take it or leave it, Nathan

Nathan bit his lip, his head tilted to the side. He debated on what to do, the hand that wasn’t holding his phone instinctively drifting down to his cock.

He’d never been good at orgasm control.

Understatement of the year, really.

Nathan

you’re turning me on, Daddy

The response came minutes later, had him whining even if no one was there to hear him.

Daddy

I should leave you to it then

Nathan

but…

Daddy

We’ll talk more about it when I’m there, but one thing you should know already is that I need to know, to see, that you can follow rules, and listen to what I say

Nathan

I can do that

He could, Nathan thought. It just wasn’t fun, half of the time.

Daddy

Sadly, I’ll be the judge of that

Nathan

okay, I guess, but…that’s not helping my cock right now, Daddy

His hips lifted off the mattress, thrusting into the air as if they also needed to make the point.

Nathan groaned.

Perhaps heshouldlearn some control.

Daddy

I suppose we can have a test run