Chapter 19

Colin

Maddy ate a cookie and an orange for his snack.

"You make good snacks, Daddy."

I laughed. The cookie was from a package. The orange grew itself.

Maddy kept saying he was fine and that he wasn't tired. But he still spent most of the early afternoon fast asleep, eating only his snack and skipping lunch. He'd been through such an ordeal. And it was all my fault.

I reasoned with myself that I was the victim of a stalker. And that in order to not let my stalker win, I had needed to go on with my life as usual. I couldn't help who I fell for. Who I wanted to date. If I felt attraction for a boy and a need to care for him, it was something deep inside me that came without reason, without a plan.

Maddy fell into my life when he was a no-fault part of a littles fight. And now, again, he'd gotten hurt on only his third time at the club. The club was turning out to be a curse for him. Maybe I needed to have him stay away? But I worked there. It would be difficult if this turned into a long-term thing for us.

Plus, seeing the club itself as a curse was only one point of view. It did, in fact, bring us together.

I loved watching him sleep. Like a little cherub with flushed cheeks and long eyelashes brushing those cheeks.

I hadn't gotten much sleep on that hospital cot, so mid-afternoon I lay by his side listening to him breathe and fell asleep myself.

We both seemed to wake at the same time.

My gaze went straight to the bruises on his neck. They were still dark but maybe fading just a bit.

He blinked at me. "They don't hurt."

I smiled. "Good."

"You slept with me."

"Yes."

"It's official."

I chuckled. "Hmm."

"Thank you for watching over me."

I reached out and brushed my fingers over the side of his face. "My pleasure."

He frowned.

"What is it, baby?"

"I keep thinking I have to go to work tomorrow."

"No. You don't."

"What?"

"You have a week off to heal."

"But with part-time there are no sick days at Coffee Haus. I'll lose my pay. I can't afford rent if I lose my pay!"

"Trent and I took care of it. You'll still get paid, I assure you."

A deeper line appeared between his eyebrows. "How did you take care of it? Money? I would feel weird about that."

"Baby, you were a victim twice now in Trent's establishment. There is such a thing as liability."

"But we sign waivers."

"Yes. But Trent knows everything that happened to you wasn't your fault. Don't worry so much. He's a very fair man. He'll pursue outlets to get that money back if he needs to. He has a herd of lawyers. But for now, you are not responsible for your hospital bills, follow ups, or losing pay from your job. Your paycheck will be on time and with a little bonus for your trouble, okay?"

His eyes widened. "Like tips?"

"Yes. Like that." I couldn't help but grin at the purity of his response. I had the impression this little one never had an evil thought in his life.

"We get a lot of tips at the Coffee Haus, but we share them. Will this one be shared?"

"No. It's just for you."

He scrunched up his face. Finally, he spoke. "Okay."

"Good. Because Daddy knows best, right?"

He brightened. "Right." I happened to know his tip was around 10k. But I wasn't going to tell him that.

I helped him sit up and get comfortable. "I'm going to bring you some dinner in bed, now."

"I can walk, Daddy."

"I know, but this is more fun, isn't it?" I turned on the TV for him, then handed him the remote.

He looked at it, a little dazed. "Wow."

"What?"

"A whole week off from work. I've never had a real vacation before."

"And you'll be staying right here with me." I paused. "Only if you want to."

He smiled up at me. "Really? Hooray! I want to! I gotta text Dan."

"That's fine." I handed him his phone and patted him on the shoulder. It turned into a stroke down his arm. My skin tingled. My cock woke.

I had him for a whole week. And he wanted to be here.

Maybe the club was more magical than a curse. Magic was just magic, right? It could mean all different things. It could be good and bad at the same time. That's what the club was. Good and bad at the same time depending on how you approached it. Like Trent didn't really make a profit off the club, but he used it as a tax shelter. Good and bad. Plus, it created jobs for a very large staff, and provided a fantastic place for queer men of all walks of life to come express their varying niche predispositions. Good, good and good.

I ordered pizza for dinner from one of the best places in town. I got appetizers of buttery garlic rolls, and cinnamon buns for dessert. It was too much food. Which was fine by me because I enjoyed leftovers.

Maddy had grownto trust me in such a short time. As we watched TV and digested our huge junk food meal, he inched himself closer and closer to me on the bed until he could rest his head on my shoulder.

I put my arm around him and pulled him closer.

"That was the best pizza ever," he said softly.

"It's from my favorite place."

He tilted his face up to mine. "Will you kiss me, Daddy?"

I leaned down and kissed him gently, close-mouthed, on the lips. If you didn't count the kisses I gave him to his cheek and forehead, it was only our third kiss.

It sent me spiraling. I pulled back, my body reeling.

"More, Daddy." He curled into me.

I kissed him again, this time opening my lips and daring to lick his. He was as sweet as I imagined. Moreso now that he was in my bed and we were doing this. But I had to hold back. Maddy still needed more time to heal. He might tell me his neck didn't hurt, but those bruises were not something to take lightly.

Maddy's hand trailed along my thigh. I let it move for a few seconds before grabbing his wrist and stilling that movement.

Maddy grunted against my mouth, pulling back slightly.

"It's still too early." My voice came out low. Supportive. "You need at least another night. Those bruises are bad."

"Just don't touch me there and we'll be fine." There was a slight pleading tone to his words.

I knew myself well. When I got into a boy, I'll admit, I might lose control. I liked to love my boys completely, all over, and when I got really into it I didn't stop until satisfied. I wanted to know that Maddy was ready. And healthy. Giving pain to my boys was not my thing except for a bit of sweet spanking on bare bottoms now and again.

"Maybe tomorrow." I kissed the side of his head.

"Promise?"

"I can't promise. But I can assure you we will assess the situation carefully."

"I will be ready. I will."

"Glad to hear it." Of course, I was. I didn't want to wait. It was killing me.

"Can I have a bath, Daddy?"

I shut my eyes and smiled. He was going to be a handful and a half tonight, and I was going to have to assert all the self-control I possessed.

I filledthe tub with bubbles. Maddy leaned over the side, already playing with them. "Is it ready? Can I get in?"

I looked at him, making a face. "First you have to undress."

"Yeah. Fuck. Almost forgot."

"You know little boys don't say fuck, right?"

He nodded solemnly. "Do Daddies say fuck?"

I laughed. "Sometimes. We're allowed."

"Because you're the adult in the situation."

"That's exactly right."

He was going to be a great playmate. And lover.

Maddy pulled his shirt over his head in seconds. When it came to his pajama pants, though, he looked at me, thumbs inside the waistband. Frozen.

"Are you shy, baby?"

He shrugged. "I don't know."

I turned off the faucet. The tub was white with foam. I threw in some plastic toy ducks and boats. And a shark or two. Those sharks were sex toys. They had large mouths big enough to fit a cock inside, and their fangs were made of stretchy, soft gummy plastic. When the shark found its prey, it was able to swallow it whole, its insides coated with a sponge that soaked up water and remained soft and wet and hot as it moved up and down its smaller worm prey. I don't think he noticed them for what they were.

"Well?" I asked. "The toys are in the tub waiting for you to get in and play."

"Um, my cock, um, I mean I call it my pee-pee privately, but well, it's hard."

"That's okay, baby. I've seen it all." But not his. Not this sweet boy's pee-pee.

Slowly, he pushed the pants down. His cock got caught in the waistband, then bobbed free. It was so hard it pointed straight up to his belly, the tip red and glistening. Such a young thing.

"You're beautiful."

His cheeks got pink, as they seemed to do with any compliment I gave him. He took a deep breath, lifted his leg and climbed into the tub. It gave me a fantastic view of his pink, nearly hairless balls, and his pert little round ass.

Slowly, he lowered himself into the water. His balls dangled, hitting the bubbles at the same time as his ass did, sinking into popping white wetness. His cock was the last to become engulfed.

"That's perfect. So pretty. The water's not too hot. You can sit all the way down."

With only the tip of his pee-pee showing amid the bubbles, it bobbed and then disappeared.

Maddy leaned forward, his knees bent, and started to grab at the toys.

As he played, I took a cloth and gently washed him. I was very gentle with his neck area. He was still taking pain pills and anti-inflammatories, but he kept insisting it didn't hurt. I wanted to be extra careful.

I washed his legs. I batted the toys around, making him squeal in delight.

I wanted to wash between his legs, but maybe it was too soon? I held the cloth to the side.

He caught my hesitation. "Are you going to wash all of me?"

"Do you need me to?"

He nodded. "Yes. But I'm very stiff."

"Making it awkward?"

He nodded a second time.

"Maybe the shark can help."

"What do you mean? Sharks bite."

I grabbed one of the sharks that had gone floating the furthest away from him. I brought it out of the water and showed him the mouth. "See? The teeth are like gummies. And inside is a sponge that can wash that area very clean."

His eyebrows popped up. "I don't know. It might make my pee-pee squirt."

"If that happens, baby, it's a very natural response."

"It is?"

"Very much so."

"If you say so, Daddy."

"Okay, then. Here we go. Zoom. Zoom." I ran the shark over the surface of the water where most of the bubbles had already popped. "Sharky's looking for his prey. He likes big juicy worms sometimes. Zoom. Zoom."

Maddy began to giggle uncontrollably. "I got a worm!"

"Where? Show us."

Maddy put his hands down into the water and lifted his hips. His hard cock stood up nearly straight. It was still as hard as when he'd gone into the tub.

"Here comes the hungry Sharky." I made the shark zoom up and leap into the air. Then I aimed the toy for the tip of Maddy's cock.

The shark's mouth began to swallow him.

Maddy giggled louder.

The entire shark was actually a glorified fleshlight. A sheath for adult tub play.

"Maddy, hold the base of your pee-pee so it points straight up. Then Sharky can swallow you whole."

Maddy grabbed his cock and I pushed Sharky straight down onto it. My boy's eyes rolled right up and he fell back in the water. So perfect. So ready to be properly washed.

He leaned his head against the back of the tub, eyes slits now.

I moved Sharky gently up and down his hard cock. "Here we go. Just cleaning and cleaning. Can you feel the spongy insides cleaning you?"

Heaving his breath now, he replied. "Yes, Daddy."

I moved Sharky a little faster, milking him from base to tip. Between Sharky's teeth, I could see the redness of his delicate skin at the head and along his shaft. He was so close, having held himself back, like me, all day.

My own cock pressed painfully at my pants. But it was going to have to wait.

I moved Sharky faster and faster until Maddy's face scrunched up. "It's cleaning me, it's cleaning me," he wheezed.

I was so pleased with his openness and willingness to do this for me. In front of me. When before he'd acted too shy to undress all the way.

I gave Sharky a few more tries at eating his prey whole when I saw, on the way back up to the tip, Maddy's shaft begin to throb. I milked the shark's mouth on his pee-pee up and down, only going halfway, knowing that would get the most from him.

Maddy gave a few eeps, then some long moans as he came into Sharky's mouth.

When I pulled Sharky all the way off, his cock was still dribbling white milk.

I lifted my voice in praise. "That's great. Let's rinse all that off."

"Oh my," he said under his breath. "Oh my."

I splashed water on his spent dick, the tip still red, still shiny.

"Time to get you out now."

Maddy could barely stand at first. He leaned into me. "Oh my," he said again.

"You like bath time?"

"I do with you," he replied.

I wrapped him in a big towel, dried him gently, then led him back to my bed where I held him until he slept, my erection pulsing against my boxers all night long.

Only late into the night did I remember the diaper pack in his overnight bag. I'd forgotten to ask him if he wanted a diaper. But we had time for that. And more.

We had all week.