A Daddy for Alexi by Joe Satoria

14. WARREN

FRIDAY

Alexi chose the silver-white one in a heartbeat. It was a male, and he named him Sugar. He didn’t say if there was anything significance, but Sugar it was. He liked it, and I liked it as well.

He didn’t need much more convincing to stay the night than with having the kitten. My friend Grant had everything we needed for a kitten. It’s part of the package they sold. He had a crate with a lid and a cage attachment for transport and to use a bed. He had also given me a complete list of things I would need as well, like food and drink.

Alexi and I hadn’t been seeing each other long, and already it was like there was a child in the relationship, except there was no crying, and Alexi was so occupied with every moment of the kitten’s life.

All day, he’d laid on the floor, sleeping beside him as Sugar slept, and then he tried to convince me that Sugar should sleep between him and his daddy. Of course, I shut that down swiftly. And last night, Alexi slept over again. On a work night, I was surprised, but a happy surprise.

My surprise to not find him in bed when my alarm went off, however, that wasn’t a happy one. Jumping out of the bed, worried he’d left in the middle of the night, I was naked, running into the living room.

Alexi sat on the sofa, dressed in his grey Totoro onesie, sunk into leather. It was 7 A.M. and he had Sugar on his knee and a wide smile on his face. They both appeared to be watching cartoons, the bright colours flashing across their faces in the darkness.

“You’re up,” he said in a soft voice, turning to me. He had the hood of his onesie up, the ears on either side sticking out.

“How long have you been away?” I asked in a stretch.

He gasped. “Sugar, close your eyes, he’s naked.”

I chuckled. “We should get ready for work. So, put Sugar down to sleep, and I’ll see you in the bathroom.” I’d really thought he’d up and left. It wouldn’t have phased me, but it was the initial thought. I wondered if he’d slept at all. I know I felt him fall to sleep in my arms after I shot my load in him.

In the fluorescent white of the bathroom, splashed against the deep emerald blue and green, I looked at myself in the mirror. I usually woke with a raging erection. This morning’s wood seemed to have fallen flaccid before I could even entertain it with a clenched hand.

“I woke up because I wanted to see what he was doing,” Alexi said, following me into the bathroom.

“That’s ok,” I said, combing a hand through his hair and pushing back the hood of the onesie. “I was worried you’d gone home in the middle of the night. You never wake up before me.”

He shrugged. “That’s because you always wear me out.”

“You’re adorable,” I said, kissing his forehead.

“And also, I woke up because I still had daddy’s seed in me,” he said, chewing on his bottom lip a little.

Suddenly my morning wood hadn’t vanished at all, a gentle tug swinging it like a pendulum, growing thicker. “Now you’ve got me all excited.”

Alexi was on his knees in seconds. “I’ve been good.”

“Consider this breakfast,” I said, my hand on the back of his head as he pushed his tongue out, accepting my cock into his mouth like it was a landing strip. “Yeah, take it to the base.”

Eager to place, I felt the warmth of his mouth take my cock whole. Expanding and exploring his mouth, each time worked by his tongue. He looked up at me from his knees.

“You like that?”

He hummed, the vibration on the tip of my cock.

Pulling away, I turned the shower on. He wiped at his lips, smiling, still on his knees. Alexi was obedient, but also sweet. My cock twitched to the side, looking at him, waiting for me to come back and shove my cock down his throat.

“Let’s get you undressed,” I said.

He stood. Arms open. He waited for me to undress him. To unzip the onesie from his neck to his naval. He was hiding an erection. Completely naked inside the onesie. Looked like he’d slipped inside it to get out of bed and play with the kitten.

I gave his ass a light spank. It jiggled. “Get in,” I said, “I want to make sure every inch of you is washed clean.”

Since our tests came back negative, I’d been able to make my deposits directly. I think he preferred it this way.

Alexi didn’t immediately go under the water of the shower inside the bathtub. He waited for me. He was precious like that. The water shouldn’t be too cold or too hot, and if it was, then it would hurt him. And I promised I’d never do that.

I took the brunt of the water first. Letting it spit hot water from my head and wet my chest hair.

“You want to rub the shampoo into daddy’s chest?”

Alexi grabbed the bottle of shampoo. He squirted out a healthy handful and then splashed it against my chest. He snickered, rubbing it in as it created foamy suds.

I pulled him into my arms, getting the shampoo all over him. My erection pressed between our abdomens. The water was warm. I pushed his hair back, wetting it. “Is that nice?”

He hummed. “I like it.”

“Turn around, let me get you clean.” He turned, the water slicked his skin down his back and ass. “Maybe we need to get you dirty first.” My fingers immediately sliding between his cheeks.

“Does it involve daddy’s cream?”

I pressed my chest against his back, my chin on his shoulder. “Want to be daddy’s little cream puff?”

“Please.”

My cock knew where it wanted to be, already positioned to part his cheeks and take over where my hand had been. With my hand, I felt him opening. I teased with a finger.

This wasn’t the first time we’d fucked in the shower. I was prepared. On the shower caddy at the side of the wall, a small bottle of lube. I only needed a little to work my way in.

Alexi pressed against the tile with his back arched. His light moan was amplified.

I was slow. I was always slow to start. I eased the tip inside.

“Harder,” he whispered.

My cock went all the way inside, my hips thumping at his cheeks.

Alexi moaned.

With my hands at his waist, I continued to fuck him, pulling him as my body pushed him against the tile. I moved a hand to his cock. It was solid, rubbing up against the slick tile. “You like that?” I asked.

“I’m a good boy,” he said, “let me have it.”

Pumping my hips, I fucked faster, I fucked slower; each time evoking a different length of moan echoing out in the bathroom.

“Want daddy’s load?”

“Yes, daddy. Please, daddy!”

Alexi’s hole clenched around my cock. He let out a throaty moan.

I knew the feeling. He was cumming.

I came inside him seconds later. My cock stayed inside him until I was sure he had every last drip.

“You’re a good cream puff,” I said, kissing at the side of his neck. “It’s all yours, baby.”

He leaned back on me. “Thank you.”