He stood there in the kitchen, looking into those muscular blue eyes. John Michael slowly dipped the knife into the jar of Nutella, and brought out a dollop of the chocolate hazelnut spread. John licked his lips and said, "Oh daddy yes," and John Michael started to spread the Nutella all over his face.
John couldn't resist himself. He grabbed a handful and began smothering his face. Then he looked back into daddy's eyes and whispered, "can I?" After a slow nod, he inched closer to the boy's face. He opened his mouth. He could feel John Michael's heart racing. John slowly put his tongue to his cheek. He licked his face, savoring the taste of chocolate and sweat off the boy's luscious skin. He grabbed John's neck and moaned. He continued to lick the his face ravenously. Daddy couldn't contain himself, and he started to tear off John's shirt and pick him up onto the kitchen counter. He grabbed the jar and began to spread the rest all over John's prepubescent chest.
John Micheal leaned down over him and traced his hands down from his face to his waist. John cried out, "Daddy please!" and pulled him closer. He kissed his neck and slowly began to lick the Nutella off his chest. John gripped the counter. His tongue, all over him. A moan escaped his mouth. John Michael stroked every inch of John's non muscular chest with his tongue, until there was no trace of the chocolate hazelnut spread on the boy.
He looked John in the eyes, as he lie there moaning.
"Hey, no homo bro."
