Chapter Fourteen

Kent

Daddy and I went to Chained for a play night. I asked him to pick my clothing out for the evening and, although Daddy had a lot of amazing gifts, fashion design wasn’t one of them. I was in a red onesie with a Christmas wreath embroidered on it, teal shorts, rainbow knee highs, and a cap embossed with a unicorn

. Not a single part of my outfit went together, but I didn’t care. The way Daddy looked at me after I was dressed, was everything.

He thought I looked adorable, and that had me feeling adorable.

There was no fancy event happening at the club that night, and none of our friends were there. This was simply the two of us going out for a night of little fun. We played blocks, colored, did a treasure hunt Ms. Lily set up, read Christmas books, and had car races.

By the time we were ready to leave the club, I was exhausted beyond measure. But it was the good kind of exhausted, the kind that guaranteed you amazing sleep and happy dreams.

“I ready go home, Daddy.” I bit back a yawn. “I tired.”

“Well, then, we’d best be leaving. Can’t have my sweet boy too tired for our day of fun tomorrow.”

We were going to the zoo. They were having a light festival featuring Christmas tree lights all through the grounds. It was supposed to be both beautiful and fun. There wasn’t much better than that.

“But, first, we need to make sure we put all our toys away. Ms. Lily doesn’t like it when we leave a mess.”

I’d been very good about putting things away when I was done with them, but I crawled around, collecting random toys other littles left lying about because, even if they weren’t mine, it wasn’t Ms. Lily’s job to clean up after us.

“All done.” I held my hand out for Daddy and he took me to the changing room we had rented for the night.

I loved that Chained had this option. Regular changing rooms were fine, but sometimes you needed privacy, and the way I’d been sporting a woody pretty much all night, tonight was one of those times.

The room we’d picked was zoo themed. It wasn’t one we picked, per se. It was the only one left, but also perfect. I loved the paintings of animals on the walls.

“Kiss me, Daddy.” We hadn’t even shut the door, but I was ready for more than just hand holding. The walk to the changing room had me slipping out of little space quickly. I was pretty good at compartmentalizing like that.

“ How can I turn down such a sweet boy?” He gave me a far-too-brief kiss. “We need to get you out of these clothes first. They look a little tight.”

“They are sooo tight.” My whimper turned into a yawn.

“And some little boy is very tired.”

I’d have protested if he wasn’t 100 percent accurate. Instead, I let him undress me. He was careful not to tease me with his touch. That didn’t stop me from being harder than a rock.

I pouted. So much for big-boy communication.

“Fine. If you don’t want me…” It was immature and only proved his point that I was tired. “Sorry, I’m just…hard.”

I’d turned my back to reach for my boxers when I felt Daddy’s hands on my shoulders.

“Yes you are, but that doesn’t mean you should be left uncomfortable.” He rubbed down my sides and teased the under swell of my ass. “You look so gorgeous.” His fingertips brushed over my opening. I don’t know what I’m gonna do with you.”

“You’re too dressed.” I turned back around. “Let me undress you, Daddy.”

He nipped at my bottom lip. “Of course, Kent. Undress me and then I will make sure we take care of your erection for you. Would you like to come?”

“More than anything.” I undressed him, fumbling with the buttons, my excitement ramping up with each sliver of skin exposed. When he was left bare before me, I gave a low whistle. “Looking good, Daddy.”

“What am I going to do with you.” He tsked.

I knew exactly what he could do with me. I turned around, stepped back until I was a fraction of an inch from him, his front to my back, and arched my back, pressing my bottom toward him until his cock was nestled right in my crease. “How about you fill me up and give us both the relief we need?”

He moaned and kissed my nape before stepping away just long enough to grab the lube. “Such a smart boy…”

I braced myself with one foot up on the changing bench and my hands against the wall, ready to take him roughly. Dirty. There were days I was all about sweet, but tonight—tonight I wanted it all.”

“Take me, Daddy. Take me like you mean it, like there isn’t enough willpower in the world to stop you.” I couldn’t believe the words coming from my mouth and, for a split second, I wanted suck them all back. But then I met Daddy’s eyes in the mirror and saw his understanding. He knew exactly what I needed and was ready to give it to me.

“I’m not gonna go slow, baby. You ready for Daddy to pound that sweet ass until you’re crying out my name.”

Every time I came out of my comfort zone, said something I’d held back from others in the past, took a brave new step— he was there for me without an ounce of judgment. He was letting me figure out what kind of little, partner, and boy I wanted to be.And I wanted the same for him. He’d told me how when he just played for evenings with random littles, it was all about what they wanted him to be. He’d done it gladly, but I wanted 100 percent real my daddy. Not who I wanted him to be but who he was. That was who I was attracted to, who I loved reading stories with and eating meals with and…oh my god being railed by.

I wrapped my hand around my cock and stroked it. “Yes, Daddy. I’m always ready for you.” I arched my back deeper to line up better with his long dick. “I can take whatever you give me.”

Daddy nipped at my shoulders as his thick fingers began to worked in my opening, stretching me out and making sure I was ready for the railing I was about to get.

I was ready.

Sweet and gentle was great a lot of the time. But something about tonight had me wanting this, wanting it raw and hard and fast. So fast. I didn’t think I would last more than a few seconds when I finally felt the head of his thick cock breach my hole and push inside me. “All of it.” I pressed my palms firmly against the wall, making sure he had a solid channel to enter. “I want to feel you in my throat. “

A deep growl reverberated from Daddy’s chest, and I felt it on my back as he bottomed out inside me. He slipped one hand up to my chest to hold me in place while the other went to my dick then cupped my balls. “You’re gonna feel me everywhere, sweet boy. Every inch of this perfect body is mine.” He pulled out and snapped his hips right back into me. “All mine.”

His. That’s what I wanted to be. All his.

And I was his, even if we hadn’t made a huge formal commitment.

As he began a steady in and out rhythm, I rocked my hips in the opposite direction, pulling away when he did, and fucking into his fist only to slam back into his hot flesh on the opposite swing. I wasn’t sure where this me had come from, but I fucking loved him. From the way Daddy was responding, he did too.

I wasn’t the compliant little tonight. I was a man with needs, needs he was ready to meet. It was so fucking good.

Like a pendulum, we moved in perfect unison until he froze inside me, filling me with his cum and giving me the permission I didn’t need to let go, my balls erupting in his hand.

I was completely sated and a puddle of goo. Daddy held me flat against his body, which was good because without his support, I’d have been on the floor.

We stayed there like that while we both caught our breath.

“How does it feel better and better every time I’m with you?” I rested my head on his shoulder and turned to kiss his jaw.

“Because you don’t try to be someone you aren’t with me. You give me all of you, even when it’s scary, and even when you don’t know quite who you are.”

He saw me so completely.

“You.” I craned my neck to kiss his mouth. It was awkward but sexy as fuck. “You’re exactly what I need. Always.”

You’re my daddy.