Daniel smiled as they got to the room, pulling the door too behind them, but not quite closing it. He didn't want Andrew to feel trapped, there. He gently led his son to the bed, sitting him down on the edge. He moved in beside him, leaning in to kiss him deeply. His pants had been dropped the moment they had gotten into the room, and so his cock stood exposed, twitching occasionally with desire. He wrapped an arm around Andrew, slowly allowing it to drift down, fingers beginning to toy with his small, hard shaft.
He stayed like this for a few moments before pulling away, removing his shirt and tossing it aside. He moved off the bed, crouching so he could reach underneath it and pull out a box. He pulled out a bottle of lube before pushing it back under the bed, looking up to Andrew with eager eyes. He kept his movements slow, not wanting to startle the boy, though it was obvious he was definitely holding himself back. He wanted so badly to have him.
He leaned in to kiss him again, gentle and loving, before pulling back with a smile. “I promise it won’t hurt.” He could tell Andrew was nervous, and for once his mind was allowing him to realize why. It was understandable that the boy would be nervous; David was his father, after all. But, he figured the best thing to do would be to try and bring Andrew’s mind away from it, to just use a reassuring, gentle tone.
He stayed like this for a few moments before pulling away, removing his shirt and tossing it aside. He moved off the bed, crouching so he could reach underneath it and pull out a box. He pulled out a bottle of lube before pushing it back under the bed, looking up to Andrew with eager eyes. He kept his movements slow, not wanting to startle the boy, though it was obvious he was definitely holding himself back. He wanted so badly to have him.
He leaned in to kiss him again, gentle and loving, before pulling back with a smile. “I promise it won’t hurt.” He could tell Andrew was nervous, and for once his mind was allowing him to realize why. It was understandable that the boy would be nervous; David was his father, after all. But, he figured the best thing to do would be to try and bring Andrew’s mind away from it, to just use a reassuring, gentle tone.