He gives me a confused look while I bite my lip, reaching for the coffee table, where there’s a big tray of all kinds of holiday candies. One of which being a candy cane. But not just any candy cane…

It’s one of those big ones.

Biting open the plastic, I take it out and hold it up to him. His honey-colored eyes twinkle as he tugs his lip between his teeth.

“Show me how you suck this thick candy stick, baby,” I growl, inching the peppermint cane up to his waiting lips.

He wastes no time sucking the straight end into his mouth, humming as he goes. His eyes droop while he throats it, taking it from me by the curved end, sliding it in and out of his plush pink lips.

“God, baby, you look so good,” I hum, holding him by the ass, my heart thumping wildly in my chest. “Grind that big cock on me, love. Get yourself leaking inside those pretty panties.”

Jesse groans with the candy in his mouth, head tipping back as he ripples his hips, riding me through his underwear, although my dick could easily slip into him, what with that open backside. But my erection is aimed up, stretching past my navel, the tip all shiny from the beads of arousal he’s drawing out of me.

“Mmm…” he hums, pumping the candy cane in and out of his mouth while he grips my chest and grinds our cocks together.

My fingers slip between his cheeks. “Baby, I wanna play with this sweet hole…” Sitting fast, I slope over him, then flip his body so that his ass is before me like a feast. Covering his back with my chest, I whisper by his ear. “You sucking that peppermint good, sexy boy?”

He nods and whines, mouth stuffed full of minty candy. Spreading him apart, I suck on my finger, dragging it over his hole and watching him clench. Then I lower my mouth in between to follow its lead, licking and licking him while he pushes his hips up to my mouth.

My tongue punishes his tiny hole, slipping inside, swirling around to make him nice and wet as he arches up to me. I’m going out of my mind with need, desperate to stuff my cock into him and ride him like there’s no tomorrow.

“Gimme that…” I snarl hungrily, grabbing the candy cane from him, yanking it out of his mouth.

He’s breathing heavily, peering at me over his shoulder while I move the sweet, sticky candy between his cheeks.

“Are you my candy cane?” I rumble, holding him open and dragging the straight end of the minty stick over his hole.

He flinches and whines. “Yes, Daddy. All yours.”

“Mmm… my sweet treat…”