Tác giả:Hyphier

Nằm trong series" Tuần lễ của TojiGumi năm 2021".

Hú hồn tưởng đọc lộn shota không á má:)))

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There's a loud clang of metal that startles Toji out of unconsciousness. He cracks an eye open, vision blurring slightly as he adjusts to the bright sunlight streaming through the curtains. His hand flies to his left, blindly reaching for Megumi but he's met with empty space, just the fading warmth of his body heat and the slight indent on the bed. There's another ring of metal accompanied by the shuffle of slippers.

Toji huffs and rolls towards the empty side of the bed, spreading his body across the entire plush surface. The shuffling sounds become louder and he hears the door creak open. The smell of food wafts into the room almost immediately and his stomach lets out a loud rumble. He hears Megumi step into the room and place something on the night stand beside him before a hand smooths over his shoulder.

"Dad, wake up. I made breakfast." Megumi says quietly. Toji feels the bed dip and he grabs Megumi by the wrist, pulling him into the bed and wrapping long arms around his smaller body.

Megumi lets out a yelp but surrenders easily, face smothered in Toji's chest.

"Dad... Let me go, the food will get cold." The boy's whines are muffled and Toji lets out a pleased rumble as his arms cocoon his son's smaller body. He'd gotten up early to make breakfast but couldn't even be bothered to put on a shirt, apparently.

"Sundays are for sleeping in, baby boy. Why'd you get up so early?" He feels Megumi's hand slide around his torso and land on his back.

"Wanted to make you breakfast." Megumi mumbles back, his breath hot against Toji's pec.

"Oh?" Toji smiles, arms squeezing tighter as he places a kiss on the crown of the boy's head.

"Dad! You're crushing me!" Muffled protests erupt from Megumi and the hand on his back slaps the exposed skin. Toji chuckles before loosening his grip, body pulling back slightly to look at a red faced Megumi.

"Thanks, baby." Toji dips down to place another peck on the boy's forehead and snuggles the boy in his arms. They lay there, arms wrapped around one another long enough for the smell of food to dissipate. The low hum of the air conditioning lulls Toji, pulling him deeper and deeper into unconsciousness again. The warmth from Megumi soothes his tired body and he gives in to sleep.

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When he wakes again the sun has already risen to its apex, bathing the room in warm rays of light. He's laying on his back with Megumi draped across his broad chest. He feels wet and sticky where their skin makes contact. Carefully, he rolls his son off to the other side of the bed and sits up against the headboard.

It's well past noon and the breakfast left on the table has long cooled. He reaches for the coffee and takes a sip before digging into the plate of cold eggs and toast. There weren't many days where he could indulge in a day of rest and relaxation but this was one of those rare occasions.

Finishing his food, he places the plate back down onto the side table and turns to look down at the sleeping form next to him. Megumi's face is serene, brows relaxed and mouth agape exhaling warm puffs of air. He reaches down to brush a stray hair away from the boy's cheek and Megumi's face scrunches at the movement.

Cute. he thinks while placing a palm flat against Megumi's cheek. His boy had been working hard lately and deserved to take it easy as well. Toji thumbs over the dark circles under Megumi's tired eyes and leans down, placing a kiss on each lid. His palm slides down to cup around Megumi's slim neck as he continues to place light kisses all over the boy's face.

"Mmmm... Daddy stop it..." Megumi mumbles, his voice no louder than a whisper. His hand reaches up to bat Toji away but the older man catches his wrist and brings it down gently against the bed. Toji rolls to his knees and straddles Megumi's waist before leaning back down to continue his attack on the boy's face. He brings his other hand down to capture Megumi's, lacing their fingers together and holding both on either side of his head.

"I'm just saying thank you for the breakfast, baby boy. Can't I express my gratitude?" he says, moving down to Megumi's neck to kiss and lick at the exposed skin. Toji shuffles his knees further down the bed and continues kissing his way down the smooth skin until he reaches his milky white chest. He laps at the nubs and blows to let them harden before catching one between his lips and sucking lightly. Megumi's soft moans fill the air as Toji suckles at each nipple, letting his teeth graze the soft skin around them.

He sits up to eye his handiwork; Megumi is flushed pink from the neck up, his chest is heaving, and his eyes are glazed over. His plush lips are parted and Toji leans down to lap at them, dipping his tongue into the open cavern to lick the inside of Megumi's mouth. He kisses the other slowly, letting his tongue savour the taste of coffee leftover from the morning. It's sweet, just like the boy under him, so Toji tries to suck the taste right off the pliant appendage. Slim fingers grip his larger ones tightly, squeezing at his palm.

It's days like these where they can take their time; no desperation to get into each other's clothes, no urgency to finish. Their hands can explore and map out each curve and dip on their bodies. They can lay there, sliding their lips together lazily, unhurried. Toji loves days like these.
His tongue licks into Megumi's mouth once more to run it along every crevice he can reach. He squeezes his fingers around the small palm slotted in his before retreating, pulling back enough to admire the thoroughly debauched look on Megumi's face. His head dips lower, and his hands slide down with him to caress the smooth curve of Megumi's waist. It's small enough that his fingers can almost meet as he wraps them around, settling just above his hip bones. Toji likes to admire just how small his son is sometimes. A stark contrast between his own large body; Megumi grows taller by the day but his shoulders and hips stay compact, lean muscle spanning each limb and connecting to his slim torso.

Toji tightens his grip to press the pads of his fingers into the milky skin before sliding down and reaching under the boy's thighs to grasp his hips. His body follows and he settles on his stomach, bringing him face to face with Megumi's clothed groin. A visible dark spot has set in just above the outline of his erection and Toji leans in to nuzzle his face into it. He licks along the wetness before sucking at the head of Megumi's dick. Toji can taste the precum that has soaked through the cloth and he groans loudly, savouring the salty taste that spreads over his tongue. Megumi's hands fly to his hair, grasping at the thick mane of hair to hold Toji in place while he presses his hips off the bed in search for more friction.

Toji grips his hips and sucks harder, forcing out a strangled moan from above him. His hands find their way into the legs of Megumi's boxers to grope at his ass, kneading and pulling at the soft fat.

"Stop teasing me, daddy..." Megumi moans out, hips struggling against Toji's grip. He releases his suction to eye the wet patch he left and the taut fabric pulled across Megumi's straining erection. His hands squeeze the cheeks in his hands once more before pulling out of the boxers and hooking onto the waistband to pull them down. Megumi's dick bounces out from the confines and hits Toji's nose, kissing the tip with it's own and leaving a wet trail of precum.

"Oops, sorry daddy!" Megumi giggles, hips lifting to wiggle out of his shorts.

"Hmmm someone's excited, I see." he huffs out a laugh while stripping off the boxers and freeing the teen's legs. His hands reach back under Megumi's thighs to cup his bare cheeks.

Toji moves closer to hover over the hard shaft, breathing light puffs along the reddened skin teasingly. His tongue extends to lap at a particularly prominent vein before pressing it down flat and dragging it up to the tip. He closes his lips over the swollen head and hums, stilling his movements to hold the glans against his tongue. He waits, letting Megumi squirm against the sheets. It was worth the throb he feels in his own erection to see the boy writhe impatiently.

So fucking cute.

When he finally moves, Toji pushes further down the hardness to swallow the whole thing. His lips meet the smooth skin of Megumi's groin and he swallows around the intrusion pressing into his throat. A strangled moan erupts from Megumi and his hips twitch forward, trying to press further into the heat of Toji's mouth.

He'd never had much of a gag reflex to begin with, so Megumi's cockhead rests comfortably just past his soft palette. Pulling back, he inhales a long breath before pressing back down to kiss the boy's pelvis again and starts at a leisurely pace. Toji bobs his head slowly, dragging his tongue up and around the hard shaft, occasionally deepthroating before pulling off to suckle the head. His fingers continue to knead Megumi's soft cheeks all the while holding him in place so that he could control the pace.

Their usual blowjobs were much faster- more intense, but Toji didn't want that today. Today was his day to really savour the taste of the youth under him. To pamper and spoil him rotten. To indulge his body in endless pleasure until he was boneless and satisfied. He was supposed to be showing his appreciation, after all.

Toji continues at his easy pace until he hears a sniffle from above. His gaze follows the line of Megumi's flushed body until he reaches his tear streaked face. The sight his eyes land on is delectable. He feels his dick throb against the mattress again and it takes everything in him to not throw the boy's legs over his shoulders and pound his way into his tight hole. No, that would wait until later; until after Toji has shown his boy how much he really loves him. Only then would he indulge himself in the sweetest of pleasures.

"Daddy, p-please" he hiccups, "I need more!"

It's almost a shame for this to end so quickly, he thinks. But this was supposed to be a treat for Megumi, not punishment. Toji speeds up, sliding up and down his cock quickly. He curls his tongue around the tip before teasing the slit, causing more salty precum to dribble out. One of his hands slides down to cup the sack hanging between the teen's legs. He rolls them in his palm and squeezes gently, massaging lightly. A finger dips between Megumi's cheeks to press against his opening and the boy gasps, entrance twitching like it's already opening up for an intrusion.

Toji knows by the jerk of Megumi's thigh that he's close. He speeds up again, sucking the teen down and swallowing around the head just as he presses his finger down into his pucker. He hears a sharp inhale before he feels the cock in his mouth twitch and release a flood of cum down his throat. Toji drinks it down, milking his cock for everything it's worth. He pulls off when Megumi whines from oversensitivity and kisses the tip one more time. He runs his palms over the flat plane of Megumi's torso, rubbing affectionately.

"How you feelin', baby boy?" Toji whispers with a slight rasp.

"M'good..." The teen is still trying to catch his breath if his panting is any indication. "Gimme a minute and I'll do you."

"Baby, today is about you. Let me take care of you, sweetheart." Toji leans down to capture Megumi's lips once more. They share the bitter taste of Megumi's release between them, kissing deep and slow.

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It's night time when Megumi drags himself into the kitchen, clad only in Toji's discarded shirt and rubbing his sleepy eyes. The boy looks adorable as he waddles his way to Toji, arms wrapping around his waist and peering over his shoulder to inspect the pot on the stove.

"Udon?" Megumi asks, pressing his cheek into Toji's shoulder.

"Thought you might be hungry, baby." Toji continues to stir the pot of noodles boiling away. He feels the arms around his waist loosen and slide to settle hands on his hips.

"We should spend Sundays like this more often." Megumi says, hands rubbing absently.

"Yea," Toji breathes in agreement, "we should."

Sundays are lazy days, after all.