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After we finished breakfast I stood up and said, “I always keep my promises.” and walked to stand beside him. He rotated on the chair now facing me. I stepped in to stand between his legs.

“What?” He had forgotten what I promised him earlier and looked so confused.

“You have been a good boy for me, so now you get to have your reward.” I started lowering myself to my knees.

“Oh fuck! Sam. Y…you don’t have to. Umpff..!” He grunted when I wrapped my hand around his cock; over his slutty, light gray sweatpants, finding him already straining.

“I want to. I see you are ready for me, Honey. Take your cock out for me.”

Breathily he murmured, “I love when you call me that.”

“Call you what?” I asked, licking my lips, ready to have him in my mouth.

He snapped his eyes to mine, “Honey. I like it when you call me Honey. Nobody ever gave me a pet name and I never thought I'd say this but the ‘good boy’ does something to me too…”

My lip curled in a satisfying smirk, “Get used to it, Honey”

He pulled his sweats just under his balls, and I moaned when I saw his hard dick already leaking precum. Not wasting a second, I leaned in and tasted him for the first time, “Mmmm.” licking slowly at first, swirling my tongue around his red swollen head cleaning him up.

His eyes closed and head fell back in pleasure. “Pup, that feels so good.”

That only spurred me on and I took him in my hand angling his cock and swallowed him down my throat. I almost gagged so I relaxed my throat more and breathed through my nose, taking him deeper in my throat and swallowing around the head. His thighs started twitching.

“Holy fuck, holy fuck Sam. That feels incredible.” he mewled.

I slid back up and repeated the movement a few more times swallowing his dick, loving all the sounds I drew out of him. My own cock straining in my boxers, underneath his hoodie so I started to jack myself off. Hollowing my cheeks, I bobbed my head on his dick loving the taste of him, feeling him swelling in my mouth.

A few minutes later he grits out, “You are so good at that Pup fuuuck, just like that. You are gonna make me cum sweetheart.”

Speeding up my movements on both of our dicks, we were both moaning and gasping. His hands gripped the seat of the chair so hard, his knuckles turned white. I met his gaze with mouth full of his cock, he expelled a shaky breath, “I am gonna cum Pup, fuck, fuck, fuck!”

I took him all the way down my throat, swallowing around his tip. I whined when I felt him spilling down my throat, drinking every single, delicious drop of it, jerking my own cock faster. When he finished, he moved me off his dick and got me to stand in front of him. It all happened so fast, he pushed my hand out of the way, stopping me from stroking myself. Lifting his hoody up my body and setting my hand to hold it up and exposing me to him. He took my hips with both of his hands, pulled me closer and wrapped my dick in his warm, welcoming mouth, making that purring sound I loved so much.

Three sucks and that's all it took. I had all the blood rush south, and I filled his mouth with my release while stars danced behind my eyelids. As I caught my breath, he licked all of my cum off me, moaning.

“Mmm, I may have to be a good boy more often for you, if this is what the reward is.” Kissing the tip of my cock, making me hiss with how sensitive I was.

I laughed deliriously , while the blood tried to return to my actual head. I kissed him, tasting us both on our lips. I could get used to this.

CHAPTER 44

ALEX

Renovations were going well. We had more materials delivered and the whole downstairs would be tilled front-to-back soon. We added a wall to separate what would be the front of the bakery, from the kitchen.

There were still doors that lead from the front of the bakery, to the back where we added a door to the garden. The stairs to the apartment were just where the door for the kitchen was. I liked this set up. I saw Sam’s vision and I was excited for him. He was mostly staying upstairs but brought us refreshments daily. Fresh lemonade, iced teas, and iced coffees. It was getting warmer now, we were entering summer time, so Sam has been saving us with drinks and snacks.

Every time he brought it to us, he excused himself and went to the backyard. I wasn't sure if he was doing some work out there. He usually just went straight back upstairs, after spending about thirty minutes outside.

Today was no different, he brought the drinks and went straight outside. So I decided to see if he needed help, with whatever he was doing out there. He seemed to not like asking for help, and with the bean bag incident, I'd rather see if he was getting himself into trouble.

The yard was tidy, most of it covered in pavers. There were a few pots with colorful flowers just outside the door beside a little outdoor table and two chairs. I actually hadn't been out here at all, and this little nook looked so cozy. Maybe Sam would want to have morning coffee out here, here with me.

I spotted him sitting on the ground, at the far end of the yard with a hose beside him. At first I thought he fell but then I saw him talking, looking at a giant raised plant bed full of beautiful tiny blue flowers. When I approached him he jumped a bit.

“Hey Pup. I didn’t mean to sneak up on you, you seemed phased out and… talking to yourself, I just wanted to make sure you are ok.” I quietly asked.

“Yeah Honey…” I bent down and gave him a quick kiss, interrupting his sentence, “I’m ok. I must look crazy talking to the bunch of flowers.”