Cal (A Little Christmas Season Three)

10. Simon

Chapter 10

Simon

After his nap, I put a tarp down on the kitchen floor and set out all the supplies Cal might need to paint. He wore a long hoodie of mine that went to his knees when he was standing up but completely covered his body when he sat down on the tarp with crossed legs.

While he got to work on painting every speck of that shoebox with the black chalk paint, I threw a couple steaks on the outside grill and whipped up a salad and some boxed mac & cheese for dinner. It wasn’t exactly gourmet, but I knew we would both enjoy it, and that was more important.

By the time I had our food plated, Cal had expertly applied at least five coats of paint to the box. “Is this how you want it, Daddy?”

I was still surprised at how quickly he’d fallen into calling me Daddy. It was clearly a natural endearment for him to use, and the fact that he was comfortable with me so quickly only confirmed what I had been feeling about the strength of our connection.

It was real. Deep.

“It’s perfect, sweetheart. Thank you for helping me.”

He grinned proudly. “I can help you with other stuff too. Stuff that can be messy.” He looked down at my sweatshirt which was covered in lines of black paint. “Uh-oh.”

“Don’t worry about that, baby. That’s an old sweatshirt, and it looks better with a little bit of your decoration on it anyway.”

“You think so?” He looked at me to make sure I wasn’t mad.

“I do.” I reached for his hands and helped him up to his feet. “Now you wash up, and I’ll get this put away so we can eat.”

After dinner, Cal brought in his special jammies and asked if he could sleep over. I hadn’t planned on letting him leave, so I was completely on board with the idea. We both had to work at the mall in the morning, but he had his uniform with him, and neither of us wanted to spend any more time apart than we had to.

It was late, and I could see that Cal was getting sleepy, so I locked up the house and guided him to the bedroom. “Would you like to take a bath or a shower before bed?”

His eyes went big. “A bath sounds nice, but I’d probably fall asleep in it. Can I take a quick shower?”

“Of course. And you don’t even have to make it quick.” I went into the bathroom and turned on the hot water to warm it up. “Take as much time as you want.”

Cal was already taking off his clothes, leaving them in a pile on the floor. “Daddy?”

“Yes.” I kept my eyes on his face even though they wanted to drift down and get a better look at the beautifully naked boy in front of me.

“Will you help me get cleaned up in the shower?”

“Absolutely. It would be my honor.” I stepped forward and slid my hand behind his neck as I gently kissed his mouth. “You have no idea how happy you make me.”

He sighed and pressed his forehead to mine. “I do, because you make me the most happy ever.”

The bathroom started to get steamy, so Cal slipped under the spray while I undressed and quickly followed him in.

As much as I wanted to keep this first night together somewhat innocent, that was absolutely impossible. Once I ran a soapy towel over Cal’s body and held the gorgeous erection he sported, there was no way I could ignore it.

“Would you like Daddy to help you with this?” I slid my fist over his length and dropped to my knees.

“Yes, Daddy.” His fingers slid into my wet hair and held there. “Make me feel good.”

It didn’t make more than a few swallows of his thick head before Cal was shaking and moaning that he was coming for Daddy. The sweet cream he gifted me coated my tongue and filled my mouth, reminding me that I needed his milk as much as he needed mine. I sucked his dick clean until it was mostly soft and then stood up. “Ready to go to sleep now, sweetheart?”

“Ready for milkies, then sleep, Daddy.”