Chapter 12

Dessie

Hmm.

Dessert.

Spankings.

Thirsty.

Thirsty.

Yummy.

Cuddles.

Dessert.

"That's right, baby boy. Special cuddle time with Daddy." Daddy petted my head and made happy sounds as I sucked and drank and snuggled him. "Such a good boy. Letting out big emotions is hard. You did such a good job."

It was my turn to make happy sounds as Daddy kissed my head and started rubbing my back. He made me wiggle because I wanted to get closer to his hand and to the rest of Daddy. He was so big and so snuggly. Daddy laughed. "Oh, I think my boy needs more big cuddles."

My happy sound made Daddy moan. "Oh, baby boy…that was…"

I giggled but didn't let go of Daddy. It made him make more silly sounds. "Ugh. You're going to make Daddy start wiggling too."

Because Daddy was hard.

Oh, I was hard too.

I needed my reward.

Flopping my legs open, I wiggled and sucked harder, getting another silly moan from Daddy. "Oh, I think I know what my boy wants."

Daddy was so smart.

"Yes, it's time for special cuddles and your reward for being so good." Daddy was amazing. Smart and snuggly and happy. He even started petting the inside of my legs and wrapped his hand around my penis. "Yes, we're going to make you feel so good."

Daddy was so good.

Daddy's hand was so good.

Daddy's milk was so good.

Daddy's cuddles were so good.

Daddy needed rewards too.

Oh, he moaned. "My nipple, baby…you're…that's…"

Daddy liked rubbies on his other nipple. Me too. It was soft and I could play with it and I could flick it and rub it. "It's not a fidget toy, baby boy."

Hmm.

Yes. It was a good toy.

Daddy groaned but he didn't try and be silly again. "You're going to make me…"

That would be okay. Daddies got to make messes too.

"There's only one way to win this argument." Daddy sounded very Daddy and then he cheated. "I have to fight fire with fire."

Oh.

Daddy kept rubbing the bottom of my penis but then he slid two fingers inside me. He made big, nice sounds when I moaned and shivered. "So slick for Daddy. Yes, I bet that feels good. Let me hear it. Oh, that's my good boy."

Rocking against Daddy's hand, I felt my achy bottom again and sucking was even better and I was so floaty.

I loved rewards.

"Work Daddy's fingers. Let me feel you nice and tight, baby boy." Daddy's fingers moved faster and he moaned when I was a good boy and squeezed him. "You're milking Daddy's chest and his fingers. Such a good boy. Keep going. Work them like they're a binkie, baby boy. I know you'll love that."

Oh, binkies.

"That's right." Daddy made more happy sounds and groaned as I sucked harder and squeezed him harder, and my noises made him thrust harder and he even found my button. "Oh, you like that. Good boy."

Daddy liked moans and shivers and sucks.

"That's right, suck on Daddy's fingers. You like that. Let me hear it." Daddy gave the best orders. "Good boy."

I liked being his good boy.

I liked fingers.

I liked dessert.

I liked cuddles.

I liked button rubs.

Rewards were…

"That's right, baby boy. There's your reward. That's my good boy." Daddy held me tight and I shook and shook and made a mess. "That's my sexy boy. I love seeing you feel so good, baby boy."

When my shivers were done and my reward was all rewarded out and I was floaty again, I wanted Daddy to feel as happy as I did. So I flicked his nipple with my tongue and sucked more slowly so I could give him good attention.

Daddy liked good attention 'cause his fingers started playing with me again. Then he moaned and gave me even bigger moans when I rubbed his chest with my fingers and found his other nipple again. "Oh, baby boy, I told you…that will make me…"

Happy.

His fingers said so.

His moans said so.

His penis said so.

It was trying to jump around but it was stuck, so I helped it by rocking back and forth as I sucked.

"Oh, baby, that's…" Daddy's groan turned into a sigh as I flicked his other nipple. "You want to make Daddy feel good, don't you?"

I hummed and flicked my tongue again and he groaned and laughed. "Alright, Daddy gets rewards too."

Yay.

Wanting Daddy's sounds since I already gave him mine, I tugged on his other nipple and nibbled on the one I was sucking from but it was almost done.

Hmm.

I needed more special cuddles.

Daddy needed more special cuddles.

So I was a good boy and let go of Daddy so I could sit up. It was lots and lots of work but I did it. I made Daddy lie down and I even gave him a cheek kiss. "Good boy, Daddy."

I was a good boy too because I didn't even pout when he had to take his fingers out and they weren't my binkie anymore. It was Daddy's turn and I had to be a good helper.

Daddy laughed as he lay down but he moaned again and closed his eyes when I stretched out over him. "Oh, that's…"

Good.

I was very good.

His lap disappeared but I snuggled close and wiggled my penis against his and then I wrapped my lips around his other nipple and it was full. More dessert for me. More special cuddles for Daddy. More wiggles for Daddy.

More moans from Daddy.

Happy sounds.

Wiggly penises.

Shivers from Daddy.

More nuzzles for Daddy.

Tugs and pinches for Daddy.

"You're going to…that's so…why is that so…" Oh, Daddy liked attention after suckies lots and lots. "That shouldn't feel so…"

I made Daddy so happy he wrapped his arms around me and gave me a big hug. "Fuck. Harder, baby boy. That's right. Squeeze Daddy's nipple. That's my good boy. Ride Daddy harder. Oh, yes…good boy…"

I was Daddy's very good boy because I made him shake and got lots more hugs as he got his reward too.

Daddies who spanked so good and cuddled so good and didn't get scared from big emotions needed rewards too.

So Daddy got lots of rewards, and when he was all done, I petted him softly and gave him nice hugs and I was gentle gentle as I finished my dessert. I was such a good boy, Daddy just rubbed my head and made quiet sounds.

Daddy got floaty time too.

'Cause I was the best boy ever.

I was the snuggliest boy ever.

I was the best cuddler ever.

I was the best dessert sucker ever.

I was so good I almost got a nap, but Daddy petted my head and his chest bounced like he wanted to laugh. "It's too late to take a nap, baby boy."

Aww.

Shaking my head, I tried to go back to his other nipple but Daddy laughed out loud that time. "For the first time today, I can confidently say that Daddy is empty."

He thought that was so silly he laughed again.

"I like special cuddles, Daddy." Wiggling higher up Daddy, I kissed his nose and made him laugh even more. "I like spankings too. You're a good spanker, Daddy."

He'd said he didn't know how to be a Daddy but he did.

"Thank you." Daddy got a weird look on his face but it was gone super-fast. "Alright, change of plans since you have a fairly full tummy and we're both very sticky. Baths and then dinner."

"I like bubble baths, Daddy." If Austin's house had a big bathtub, Daddy had to have one too. "Do you have bubbles? They get everybody squeaky clean."

Daddy scrunched up his face and then looked up at the ceiling and frowned like he was a superhero and could see through the floor. "I don't know."

"Let's find out." Climbing off Daddy, I didn't fall or squish his penis. "I'll scrub you, Daddy, and I'll show you how to play."

He might be a good spanker but I wasn't sure Daddy knew how to play.

Yep.

Daddy's eyes went really big. "I have to play?"

There were no silly questions.

"Yes." Being a big helper, I grabbed his hands and tugged so he could sit up. "There you go. Good boy, Daddy."

He scrunched up his face again and gave me a silly smile. "I'm a good boy, huh?"

Nodding 'cause he was so funny, I helped him stand too. "Yes. You're funny and you're a big helper. You even sat up and weren't dramatic. You're a good boy too."

Daddy's brows pulled together and he got a very thinky face. "I'm not sure that's the qualifications for being labeled as a good boy."

He was so cute.

"I'm right, Daddy. I'm a good boy too." I was a good helper and I got up fast and I didn't squish him. "I was amazing and I didn't fall off your lap either."

Swinging Daddy's hand, I leaned close. "You can't tell anyone, but one of the littles in the playroom went out on a date with a new Daddy and when he got his spanking he wiggled too much and fell off the new Daddy's lap."

"Oh." Daddy frowned. "That's the first thing that they teach you. Hold on tight because subs can be wiggly."

Who was teaching the Daddies?

Did Austin know there was a class?

Was it a Daddy secret?

"I like learning, Daddy." Yes. I wanted to go to Daddy school too. "Can I go to Daddy classes?"

Daddy's eyes went wide and he let out a big breath. "Oh, that's…I shouldn't have…"

It was a secret.

"I won't tell." I'd be very good. "Let's go find bubbles and then you can tell me about Daddy school."

If he went to Daddy school, then he had to have bubbles. They'd tell him how important they were. That was a big thing.

"Yes." Daddy looked a bit like he had a tummy ache. "Bubbles and then we'll talk about Daddy school."

"I like having a plan, Daddy." He would too once his tummy didn't hurt. "Does you got a tummy ache? Are you getting cranky because you're sticky?"

I'd made him sticky and he'd made him sticky.

So Daddy was big sticky.

Daddy looked confused before his smile came back. "Oh, no. I'm sorry. Let's go find bubbles."

Yay.

"We'll hunt for them." They had to be there somewhere.

"That is a very good plan." Daddy scrunched up his face again. "We're going to start in the guest rooms. Those are very well-stocked."

That meant they had lots of cute stuff.

They had cute soaps in shapes and they had smelly stuff and they had lotions.

"Found it." Holding up the bubbles, I showed it to Daddy. "We did it."

And we'd found two big bathtubs, so I could help Daddy get all clean too and we could have our plan. Bath time. Dinner. Daddy school.

Yes.

Daddy dates were amazing.