Playing The Game

Chapter 4

Jesse

"Daddy?" Mikey sniffles. I turn around and hug him, kissing his head.

"Baby what's the matter?" I ask, lifting him up.

"You'd be very mad..." He mumbles. I look into his eyes, shaking my head.

"My prince, just tell me." I whisper.

"T-Tyler, um, he kissed me a-and touched me where only you should. Daddy I'm sorry, he was too strong. I-I felt powerless... Y-you can leave me, I understand." He cries. I hug him, walking to my bedroom and laying him down. I go to my closet and grab a hoodie, slipping it onto him. He sniffles, wiping his eyes. I kiss him, climbing onto the bed and hovering above him.

"Don't you ever think I'll be upset with you, alright? I love you, I mean it. I... I know what it's like to be in that position, and it's extremely hard for me to be upset when I've been through it." I whisper. He kisses me, sniffling.

"Cuddles? Please daddy?" He begs.

"Of course, baby boy." I smile, laying down. He lays between my legs, his head on my chest. I play with his soft hair, holding him tight. I slide my hands in the back of his skinny jeans, lightly rubbing his butt with my thumb. He wiggles out of the jeans, kicking them off.

"Please keep touching my butt." He begs. I laugh softly and nod, squeezing it. He moans softly, biting his lip.

"Do you want daddy to make you feel good?" I ask him.

"You don't need to." He blushes.

"But I want to." I smile. He nods and turns over, kissing me. I pull his hoodie and shirt off, undressing myself to my boxers after. I kiss his lip, grinding onto him. My lips trail down to his neck, biting and sucking on it. He moans my name, whimpering and grinding against me.

~♤~

"Daddy I want pizza." Mikey whines.

"Not now." I tell him.

"But I want it now!" He complains.

"I said not now." I say in a stern tone.

"You're mean." He pouts, walking away.

"Excuse me?" I say. This little boy...

"I said you're mean!" He yells. I pull him close and look dead into his eyes.

"You do not speak to me that way, little boy. You listen to what I say, or you'll get spanked." I say lowly. Fear fills his eyes and his bottom lip starts to shake, him backing out of my grip and running away. I hear my guest bedroom door shut, sighing. I order a large pizza for him, resting my elbows on the counter. I rub my face, sighing.

"I need to control my anger..." I mumble to myself. The pizza arrives and I pay for it, bringing the box upstairs.

"Baby boy?" I say softly, knocking on the door. I hear his soft cries, so I unlock and open the door.

"W-what do you want?" He mumbles. I set the pizza down, sitting on the bed next to him.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been so angry over something so small. I love you, I mean it. I got you pizza because I feel really bad about yelling." I say softly, rubbing his side. He sniffles and turns over.

"I'm sorry for being so disrespectful..." He mumbles.

"Don't be, baby boy. I love you, so so much. Do you want to eat?" I ask, kissing his forehead. He sits up and nods, wiping his eyes. I scoop him up and carry him and the pizza to my room.

"You didn't have to get me pizza..." He mumbles. I kiss his lips, shaking my head.

"But I did. I messed up and I knew I needed to give you what you wanted." I tell him. We start eating, him sitting in my lap. We each have 4 slices him snuggling into me.

"I love you, daddy." He whispers.

"You'll never know how much I love you." I whisper. He kisses me, holding my cheek. I smirk and lay him down on his belly.

"D-daddy?" He stutters nervously.

"Baby boy, do you want me to make you feel better?" I ask him, sucking on his neck and leaving a hickey. 

"I-I... I don't know." He says nervously.

"Okay, um... would you like it have me start and tell me to stop if you don't like it? Would that be alright?" I ask.

"Y-yeah, but promise you'll stop?" He begs.

"Of course, baby." I whisper, kissing down his back. I pull his jeans and boxers off, kissing and biting his ass.

"Mmm, o-ohhhhh." He groans softly. I spread his ass cheeks apart and kiss his hole, flicking my tongue against it. I move and grab the strawberry flavoured lube out of the drawer, dripping it into him and on my fingers.

"Do you want me to stop?" I ask, pumping two fingers in and out.

"N-no, daddy don't stop." He begs. I smirk and nod, slipping my fingers out only to replace em with my tongue. He let's out a loud moan, which surprises me 

"Damn, I didn't know you had that in you." I chuckle, kissing his hole with tongue. I dip in and out of him, reaching one hand around to jerk him off. He moans more, almost instantly cumming as I tease his tip. I move away from his ass and smack it.

"Oh god..." He pants. I chuckle and lick the cum off my hands, laying next to him.

"Did you like that, baby boy?" I ask.

"Y-yeah, I did daddy. A lot." He mumbles. I pull him close and kiss him, smiling.

"Good, I guess I'll do it more often." I smirk. He giggles innocently and falls asleep.