Kit (A Little Christmas Season Three)

Chapter 18

18

Parker

“ D addy.” I jumped onto Parker’s lap where he sat on the couch.

“Oof. Yes, baby boy?”

“I got word from the Christmas train. The dinner isn’t cancelled. The snow let up enough that they could clear the tracks. We’re going!”

“I thought for sure it would be cancelled. There’s a lot of snow out there.” Parker grabbed his phone to check the time.

“It’s a go. We’d better get dressed.”

“Come on, then.” He smacked my bottom, which was still sore. I loved being reminded all day whenever I sat how my daddy had properly punished me.

Upstairs, we got out our best clothes. Mine was the white shirt with a bowtie and dark blue pants I’d worn to the club on Parker’s last night playing Santa.

I stripped down, but before I got dressed, I walked naked to my bag in the closet and got out the little surprise I’d been saving up for a special night. Tonight was that night. I hoped he would like this addition to our dinner plans.

I got out the little box and returned to the bedroom.

“Daddy?”

Half-dressed in only his pants, Parker looked up from where he’d set out his clothes. “Baby? Why aren’t you dressed?”

“I need you to help me get dressed.”

“Bring your clothes over to the bed.”

“First, you have to help me with this accessory.”

“What accessory?”

I handed him the box. It was white with purple ribbon trim on the lid. He opened it. His eyebrows flew up.

“I need you to put it inside me, please, Daddy.”

Parker lifted out the butt plug with the purple rhinestone on the end.

“Please?” I clasped my hands in front of me and gave him my puppy eye gaze.

“You want to wear this for Daddy tonight? All through dinner and the train ride?”

I nodded.

“With an already sore bottom?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“On the bed and on your stomach. Now.”

I jumped on the bed, grabbing a pillow and putting it under my hips. My cock was instantly hard.

“Spread your legs and wait for me. Don’t move an inch.”

I heard a drawer open by the head of the bed. Soon, I felt and heard Parker standing behind where my feet were off the edge of the mattress.

“Scoot toward me, Kit,” he said.

Hands touched my ass.

“Still nice and pink,” Parker said.

I smiled into the bedcovers.

Fingers traced from my balls to my ass crease. Then both of Parker’s hands were on me, spreading me.

We’d come close to ass play with the spanking but had never really done it.

As one of Parker’s hands held me open, I heard the click of a lid, then the cold touch of lube spilling between my cheeks. Soon, a deft finger traced the slippery substance around my hole, rubbing it into my skin. After half a minute of that, a fingertip pushed inside.

Slowly, Parker loosened me up. More lube spilled onto my hole, and he pressed it inside. The finger slowly went deeper, probing, massaging. All of a sudden, there were two fingers.

I moaned and wagged my ass.

“On your knees, baby boy. Stick out your ass for Daddy.”

I got into a crouched position and lifted my ass.

More fingers touched me all around my hole. Something cool and hard pressed the center, then pushed harder and harder.

My hole, slippery and loose now, opened right up to it. The head of the plug surged past my rim. The smooth object slid the rest of the way inside me until I felt the hilt stop it.

“Stay still, baby boy. Not done yet.”

“Daddy, how does it look?”

“Stunning.”

I warmed all over.

A towel rubbed all over my ass, cleaning me up. When the towel went away, I started to move.

“No moving yet. Let Daddy admire you.”

“Yes, sir.”

I kept my ass up and my body frozen. Parker’s hands stroked my cheeks over and over. I heard him sigh twice.

“Beautiful.” The word was nearly a moan.

“I wanted to wear it for you, Daddy. So I can be ready for you after the train ride. So I’ll be good and ready.”

“I see.”

“Do want that? Do you want me, Daddy?”

I felt warmth. Then his body came over mine and he hugged me from behind. “More than ever. More than anything, sweetheart.”

Good. My plan had succeeded. My daddy loved it, and it felt like maybe, just maybe I was on my way to someday being a good boy.

As we stood on the platform of Christmas Station, the old-fashioned dinner train made huffing and puffing noises. The air filled with steam.

The train was long with lots of dining cars. It had sold out, but online I’d seen a last-minute car added and it was how I got our tickets.

Snow lay shining alongside the tracks but the train itself was immaculate and glowing. The engine was manned, and the two engineers wore Santa suits.

Wreaths hung from the windows. Garlands and lights lit them up from the inside.

We boarded and found our table. It would be a three-hour ride. Our seats were our table, but we were also free to get up and walk around.

The meal would be many courses. I had prepaid for all of it. Including wine for both of us. On this occasion, I wanted to be a little more adult.

The dining cars were cheery with green table clothes and poinsettia centerpieces. Christmas music played on speakers, low and unintrusive.

Soon after we were seated, I heard the shout. “All aboard and Merry Christmas!”

The train was off.

Over the table, Parker took my hand. “This is the best gift.”

“Yeah, with more to come.” I squirmed in the chair. Even though it was cushioned, I felt the plug spreading me.

Parker winked, leaning forward and lowering his voice. “Can you feel it?”

“I sure do.” I leaned in until our faces were inches apart. “Can’t wait for the real thing.”

He shook his head at me, smiling. “Naughty boys at Christmas. What can you do?”

I grinned. I could tell by the pink tinge in his cheeks he was hard. He’d have to stay that way all through the train ride, same as me.

We both chose steak over turkey, with broccoli and fully loaded baked potatoes. And wine. For dessert, they served us cocoa with candy canes and ice cream topped brownies still warm and gooey from the oven.

At this rate, I’d be too full to fuck. But dinner was the earlier part of the ride. We were able to sit and sip wine afterward and look outside the big windows at the trees we passed, and the snow-covered hills. Some trees were decorated.

We passed houses on ponds all lit up, and two little towns which were obviously staged, and people dressed against the chill waved as we passed by. As the train headed on its circle track, we saw a castle all lit up. It was in miniature, but still magnificent. Beside the castle was a huge red sleigh. Santa sat on his porch with his reindeer grazing below and waved as we passed by.

“That’s too cool,” I said.

“Wonderful,” Parker echoed.

Slowly, the train came through canopies of trees and back down the little mountain. Santa Claus passed through all the cars handing out little baskets of ribbon candy. By the time we got back to Christmas Station, it was starting to snow. It was the perfect final bow for a perfect experience.