Chapter 8

Dessie

Happy Daddy.

Happy penis.

Happy cuddles.

Lick and wiggle and pet.

Moaning as I sang my song over and over in my head, I closed my eyes and shivered as Daddy made my penis even more happy. I was getting rubs and cuddles and sucks and Daddy even kissed my head. "Such a good boy. Yes, show me how nice it feels to cuddle with Daddy."

I liked that order.

It made me shiver and suck harder, and Daddy squeezed me harder, and he even moaned when I gave him rubs with my hand since it was free. "Baby…"

Oh, being Daddy's baby was so good.

Daddy's cute baby got snuggles and kisses and, hopefully, tinglies too.

"I like hearing how happy you are, baby." Rubbing his hand over my penis, Daddy kissed my head again and hugged me tight as I whined and rocked against his hand. Daddy liked my wiggles. "That's right. Good boy. I love feeling how excited my baby boy is."

Daddy loved it so much he squeezed me again. "Yes, you have the cutest shivers, baby boy. I'm going to make you feel so good."

I was making Daddy feel good too because he kept moaning and shivering just like me.

His penis was even really hard and I could feel it wiggle when I gave him good sucks and rubbed his chest. Daddy liked good sucks. He made happy Daddy sounds and even groaned. Groans were good Daddy sounds. Everyone knew that.

Everyone should've known that Daddies could taste good too.

Even Austin hadn't known they could be yummy.

Yummy.

Yummy.

Yummy.

Daddy's loving in my tummy.

Yes, Daddy needed lovies too.

I had to make him happy.

Daddy had soft fuzzies on his chest and it felt soft on my cheek. Petting Daddy's fuzzies, I found his other nipple. Yes, Daddy had two.

Circles.

Circles.

Circles.

Daddy moans.

Good boy.

Nice rubs…but I needed happy rubs.

Nibble.

Nibble.

Nibble.

"Fuck. Baby boy. That's going to—" Daddy made fun Daddy sounds and squeezed my penis again. So I made a happy sound and rocked faster. "Fuck. I get it. Don't make Daddy come in his pants, baby boy."

My giggles made Daddy huff. "It's not funny. Doms don't come in their pants. I read that online, so it's a rule. I said so."

He was so funny.

But a rule was a rule.

So no more nibbles until Daddy didn't have pants on.

I licked him to say sorry and I was such a good boy Daddy pushed his hand down the front of my pants. Daddy couldn't decide if he wanted to groan or sigh. "Baby boy…"

I was Daddy's baby boy and I got good rubs.

Daddy was making happy sounds.

Daddy was playing with me.

Daddy was hard too.

Austin was so smart.

And Daddy was so nice and he was so big and he was so yummy.

Dessert was fun.

Smells were fun.

Cuddles were fun.

Rubs were even funner, though.

Daddy's fingers stroked my penis and rubbed the tip and he made good sounds every time I moaned and shivered. "Such a good boy. Yes, I love seeing how much you like cuddling with Daddy."

Cuddles were soooo good.

Even Daddy thought so because he moaned again.

"Let me see how much you like cuddles, baby boy." Daddy wanted me to have such good cuddles his fingers wrapped around me and made me shiver again. "Can you come for me? Can you show me how much you like cuddling with Daddy?"

Lots.

I liked cuddling with Daddy lots and lots.

So lots I sucked hard and Daddy rubbed good and then the tinglies took over.

Daddy made them just go and go and go, and when they finally stopped, I was happy and floaty and wanted a nap. I yawned and Daddy escaped my mouth and that made Daddy chuckle. "My sleepy baby boy."

Nodding against Daddy, I yawned again and rubbed my face on him. "Nap?"

Finding my thumb, I stuck it in my mouth and wiggled. "-icky."

"Sticky?" Daddy chuckled when I nodded. "Yes, you are. Let's fix that. Hmm."

Think.

Think.

Think.

Daddy was like Pooh Bear.

"There we go." Making big sounds, Daddy sighed and huffed. "Austin plans too well."

Daddy made me giggle but he huffed again. "He made sure we had wipes."

Rolling me around, Daddy opened my pants. "I should be the one buying you wipes. Not Austin."

Daddy was so silly.

But I couldn't let Daddy be jealous.

"-ot." Thumb. Oops. "Not me, Daddy. Naughties."

I waved my hand around and Daddy made thinking sounds. "Oh, that makes sense. But please don't tell me about him being naughty out here. No matter what he was doing or who he was with."

Daddy was naughty too, but he was pretending to be shocked when I giggled. "I have no idea what you think is so silly."

He was.

And I giggled again when a cold wipe touched my penis.

Even Daddy laughed that time. "Silly boy. I can't leave you sticky. No wiggling."

I wasn't going to promise that but I didn't squirm too much and I kissed his…his neck, maybe. "Alright, maybe a little bit of wiggling is okay. Thank you for my kiss, baby boy."

Once Daddy tucked my penis back in my clothes, I stuck my thumb in my mouth and tried to snuggle closer again. "Come here."

I was there.

Oh.

Daddy picked me up again and moved me around so I was on his lap and my legs were on each side. He even put my head on his shoulder. "This is better."

Nodding, because it was, I tucked my hands close against his chest and softly petted him. Daddy still had his shirt open, so I could feel his fuzzies. He made another silly sound when I played with his hair but he didn't make me stop. "I'm not sure that's meant to be a soother, silly boy."

I almost not giggled but he was funny.

He sighed big and was dramatic. "I guess I can't complain. It doesn't tickle and it won't make me come in my pants."

Oh, that was right.

Wiggling my bottom, I rubbed against Daddy's penis. I hadn't gotten to pet it yet and he was still hard. He groaned, burying his face in my neck. "You're trying to kill me because I touched your penis."

Maybe I wasn't too tired?

Giggling, I made my bottom go side to side so I could rub his penis with mine. It made Daddy groan again. "What was I thinking? This was a terrible position to put you in."

He was as dramatic as Austin.

But I was his good boy and didn't tell him that since he liked to pretend to be stern and grumpy. Instead, I opened my eyes and kissed his neck again then wiggled lower until I was sliding to the floor. Daddy was so distracted thinking I was falling that he didn't guess my plan. "You're…hold on, you'll…"

Hehehe.

"Oh." Daddy blinked, looking startled but so cute with his shirt open and his pretty nipples showing. They were wide and dark-dark pink and they poked out so my tongue could play with them. Later. I could play more later.

Daddy realized that too because he finally stopped blinking at me. "You don't have to, baby boy. You know that, right?"

Nodding, I was patient and didn't grab his pants. I just made my fingers dance high on his leg and might've accidentally touched his penis.

Oops.

But he hadn't safeworded or said no to penis pets in his limits.

"I'm green. Is Daddy green?" His penis said he was green and his moans said he was green and his hands kept trying to hold me tight like they were green. But Daddy's head might not know he was green. Brains were sneaky like that.

It was why we had yellow.

Daddy groaned and rubbed his hand over his face. "I said we weren't going too far."

That didn't sound like fun at all so I wiggled closer between his legs and laid my cheek on his thigh. If that was where his penis was, oops. "I'll just pet it, Daddy. That's not too far."

Daddy wasn't ready for knots or spankings, but his penis wanted to come out and play because it kept jerking against my cheek and then he would groan again. "As long as it's what you want, baby."

It was.

"I want to pet you, Daddy." And maybe give him kisses. That wasn't too far either. "I'll be good."

Yes, that was important to promise because Daddies liked hearing it.

He barked out a laugh, but instead of telling me I was being silly, he opened his pants. "You are going to be trouble."

Yep.

But since he might not let me pet him if I told the truth, I just smiled and Daddy laughed again. "Thank you for not lying to Daddy."

Yay. I was still a good boy.

And Daddy was a big boy.

Oh.

He had lots to pet.

"Good job, Daddy. That's lots to play with and pet." He'd done such a good job of making it big for me. "Thank you."

Daddy was going to say welcome 'cause that was what we did, but I distracted him with my hands. It took two so he could have big pets. One wouldn't have been enough. Two was just right and I could wrap my hands around him and snuggle him like a blanket.

Daddy liked blanket pets because his head fell back and he moaned. "Fuck."

Giggling 'cause he'd said a naughty word again, I nodded. "You probably think that's too soon, so I won't be a bad boy and ask."

I was Daddy's good boy…and I was going to get lots of rewards.

Like pets and kisses and snuggles and tinglies and…

Oh, Daddy's penis liked to get wet too.

"Can I kiss it, Daddy? That's not petting, so I'm being good and asking." Yes, more manners meant more rewards.

Austin said so and my friend Charlie said Austin was right.

"Manners are going to be the death of me." Daddy was being dramatic but he nodded. "Yes, baby boy. You can kiss it."

Yay.

I leaned in and gave him a kiss, licking it a little because kisses could have tongue. Everyone knew that. And everyone knew Daddy moans were good and when Daddies said naughty words, that meant their littles were making them very happy.

Daddy said lots of naughty words.

He really liked the F words but I was a good boy and didn't say it.

I just giggled when he said it.

That didn't make me a bad boy.

Nope.

I was a good boy who gave Daddy kisses and licks and gave him lots of pets.

"I'm going to…if you keep…fuck." Giggling, I wrapped my lips around the head of his penis and sucked down his explosions like it was more dessert.

It wasn't dessert.

But it wasn't bad.

Daddy said more naughty words as he groaned, so I knew he liked it but it was kind of sour. I liked sweet better, so when he was all done, I gave him one more pet and climbed up on his lap. "Gotta have dessert, Daddy. Explosions are salty. Or something."

I didn't know why they were something but they were something.

Daddy laughed but his big brain wasn't working because he just sighed and shook his head. That wasn't a yellow or red, though, and he cuddled me as I wiggled up on his lap, so I didn't worry. "The other one, baby boy. That one is still full."

More dessert.

Wrapping my lips around Daddy's nipple, I got snuggles and he hugged me tight, so I closed my eyes and sucked.

Yes, yummy, not salty.

Getting snuggles made dessert even better and I was starting to remember why I'd wanted a nap. Cuddling was hard work. Drinking was hard work even if it was yummy. Pets and explosions were hard work.

Yes, I deserved a nap.

Just a little one…after dessert…and after cuddles and after…I was going to…

****

"If you sleep much longer, you'll be up all night." Daddy's voice was still happy even though big me had finally remembered why he might've been stressed. "Hmm, I think you woke up big."

I kind of wanted to laugh, but I nodded and hid my face against his neck. "How are you doing, Daddy?"

Hmm.

That didn't feel weird, so I didn't worry about it.

He chuckled.

"Better than you." Daddy was feeling sassy, but he kissed my head and rubbed my back. "I think I'm supposed to ask you if you need water and what color you are."

I couldn't hold back laughter that time. "Green but nervous. And no. I'm not thirsty."

I could feel my face heating up and I knew he could see it when he started to cough. Daddy didn't cover his laughter very well but he tried. "No, that's not a surprise."

Well, he wasn't worried anymore?

"Is that okay?" Not wanting him to worry, I took a breath and whispered before he could answer. "I hope it's okay. I liked being little with you."

For a lot of reasons…not just the palate cleanser.

"I'd also really appreciate it if you told me I didn't have anything to be embarrassed about." Yes, that would be good to hear before I moved and had to look him in the eyes again.

"Sit up for me, baby boy." The fact that I was still his baby and he stroked my head as he jostled me gave me enough confidence to actually obey him. "Good boy, now open your eyes for me. Be brave just a second."

Ugh.

I peeked.

He was smiling like I was cute. "There you are. Kind of."

Daddy looked like he thought I was silly and didn't push me away or let go of me, so it was the good kind of smiles. "So brave."

Daddy had been brave too but before I could tell him that he leaned closer and gave me a kiss on the lips that time. "Daddy's brave boy and Daddy's happy boy."

His chuckle said my cheeks were as red as I thought they were. "First, there is nothing to be embarrassed about. I thought you were adorable when you were little and I loved how everything you were thinking was right out in front."

Little me could be chatty and I could be naughty and I could throw crayons sometimes, but Daddy didn't seem to mind because he smiled and kissed my nose. "I liked not having to worry about what you were feeling and that made it all easier for me."

My fears popped like a bubble, leaving me feeling relieved that I hadn't fucked things up. Daddy seemed to realize that, though, because he cupped my cheek and stroked it with his thumb. "So yes, it's okay that you're not thirsty, and I'm actually kind of glad I was able to take care of that for you."

Swallowing around the lump in my throat, I nodded. "I liked that part too."

Shifting from looking tender to nearly giggling, he tried to frown. "And from what I understand, you also liked sweets after something salty."

Ugh.

I crashed back into him as he laughed, and he hugged me tight and let me be dramatic. "I can't believe I said that."

"You did." He was still snickering as he nodded and rubbed my back. "And it was adorable."

Well, as far as bad first date moments, it wasn't the worst…and he wasn't worried. "I told you that me and alcohol have an interesting relationship."

Daddy barked out a laugh. "Oh no, that was a pure little Dessie kind of moment and not the wine talking. You are wonderfully honest when you're tired and pleased with yourself."

I'd gotten to pet Daddy.

And I'd made him come and I'd nearly made him come playing with his nipple while I got to suck him.

Yeah, I'd been a very good boy.

Fingers crossed our next date went just as well.