3. Danny’s Cruise Invitation

Chapter three

Danny’s Cruise Invitation

Three Years Later - June

“For me?” I asked, taking the invitation from my boss, Drew.

“Yes. And bring Lee. Of course. It should be a good time.”

“Wow. I don’t know what to say.”

“Say, you’ll come.” Drew was the most fantastic boss ever.

“I’ll come. Who else are you inviting?” I wasn’t the only queer at the firm with kinks, including Drew. He had to be inviting some other folks.

“Quinn and his new, uh… boyfriend, Royce. He’s a partner in this venture.”

“Oh. I didn’t know that.” Quinn had a pup but that was all I really knew about it.

“Yes, Ward’s partner is the owner, along with Quinn’s partner.” Wow, Ward was one of our biggest clients, not to mention Drew’s best friend.

“Small world.”

“Well, they were introduced. I guess I’m the common denominator here.” Drew flicked the invitation. “Anyway. It’ll be fun. Join us.”

“Okay. I don’t know what Lee’s plans are, but they’re not going to be better than this.” I waved the pretty paper over my head. It was a pearl white with a subtle rainbow stripe down the side. Well, as subtle as a rainbow could be. A cruise on a yacht for PRIDE was going to be so much fun. I wouldn’t know a lot of people there, but I was up for meeting new friends. I couldn’t wait to tell Lee. “I’m going to go call him right now.”

I raced to my office and called him. And after a short chat, he agreed. This was going to be fantastic.

The cruise was so incredible—beyond my wildest dreams. Royce and Jax, his business partner, put together wonderful activities. I’d never been on a yacht before, and this one was a super-yacht, which was better, but I wasn’t sure why. Maybe the size? It didn’t matter to me. The whole experience was entertaining and enjoyable.

Lee got to spend time meeting other daddies. And handlers because there were pups on the cruise. Pups and boys. And one other Little. And we had a good time together. It was nice meeting Levi, and we were fast friends. He was a new Little but took to it naturally. I think all of us who stuck with it were naturals. Those that were only trying it out and didn’t stick with it, well, at least they tried. But that was just my opinion.

We got to swim and dance at the pool, and Jax had a huge inflatable water park off the side one day and we slid down the giant slide and swam to the playground. I’m a great swimmer. I loved living in Tampa so I could be near water, but this cruise solidified that for sure. I was in the pool more than anywhere else.

There was also a big party one night that everyone was required to attend. Drew’s best client and best friend, Ward, got engaged to the yacht owner. Jax was a bubbly guy. Very cute. He would have made a good Little, but he was a puppy. They were fun to play with. What Little didn’t love puppies? Or kitties? But there weren’t kitties on the cruise, only pups.

When we arrived in Key West, Lee and I went ashore. I didn’t feel comfortable being little. So it turned into one of the rare times that Lee and I spent together, with me being a regular adult. I did hold his hand, but a lot of couples held hands. First, we went to Smathers Beach. The sand was soft beneath my toes.

“Danny. Here.” Lee pulled out sunscreen and applied it to my nose and cheeks. “Don’t want to get burned.”

“Thanks. You’re always looking out for me.”

Lee winked at me. “Let’s get our feet wet.”

“Yeah. Come on.” We walked along the edge of the water, letting it lap over our feet and ankles. We didn’t want to get too wet, because we hadn’t brought a change of clothes, and eventually, we needed to eat.

After a while, we rinsed our feet and put our shoes back on. We ended up eating at a place called Tin Cup. We had peel-and-eat shrimp and fish tacos. And since I wasn’t being little, I had a strawberry bellini. It was more tropical, and I liked it better than a regular mimosa. Lee had a beer, and we talked about the cruise and the new people we met. And that was more refreshing than the food and drinks. Normally, we talked about work when I wasn’t little. It was almost like we didn’t have anything else in common anymore. Work and Little. That was it.

I didn’t complain because Lee was the best daddy ever.

We spent the rest of the day walking through Key West. Up and down the shoppes. Duvall Street reminded me of a more colorful Ybor City. We went into the Island Cigar Factory, and Lee bought a couple. Yuck. But most of the time, he shared those with clients, and he never smoked in the house, so I let him get what he wanted without a fuss. I bought a magnet with colorful flip-flops and the words Key West on it at another shop. I wanted to buy a conch horn, but Lee talked me out of it.

When it was time to go back to the ship, Lee carried our bags and put his arm around me. The last of the day’s sun shone down on our faces. And I was happy to be there with Lee. He made everything better.

Back in our cabin, he put our bags away. “Want to grab a shower?”

“Yeah, I’m hot and sweaty. When’s dinner?”

Lee looked at his watch. He shook it. “Fuck.”

“What’s wrong?”

“I think my watch broke.”

I grabbed his wrist and turned it to look. It still said twenty after twelve, but that was hours ago. And it also had a crack on it. Small, barely noticeable. “Lee, it is broken. Look.”

He took the watch off and tossed it on the dresser. “That sucks. But dinner is at seven.” We still had about two hours. “Are you hungry?”

“Nope. More like horny.”

Lee lifted an eyebrow. “Oh?” I didn’t often instigate, particularly when I wasn’t little. But it had been a lovely day, and I wanted some lovey time. And wasn’t he sexy with that expression on his face?

“Yeah. So, maybe quick shower, sexy time, then another shower?”

He grabbed me, kissing along my neck. “Mmm…I don’t mind sweaty boys. One shower afterward.”

I grabbed his ass. “Deal. Now, clothes off.” I worked on his clothes while he worked on mine, and when all of it was on the floor, we climbed on the bed.

Lee flipped me over on my back and crawled between my legs, kissing parts of me as he moved toward my lips—ribs, nipple, neck. Then he kissed me long and deep, chasing my tongue with his. “Mmm…You taste so good, boy.”

“Do I?”

“Mmm…yes, I need to taste more.” Lee grabbed my wrists and held them at my sides as he moved back down my body. He nipped my other nipple and then mouthed at my hip in my tickle spot. I squirmed but he squeezed my wrists. “Okay, I’ll stop. Hold still.”

My laughter ended in a sigh and me wondering what he would do next. I didn’t have to wait to find out, though. He licked the tip of my dick, swirling his tongue over it. “You like, Daddy?”

He moaned. “Yes. Tastes so good.” He stuck his tongue into the little slit at the top. That drove me crazy, and I couldn’t hold still. “Stop wiggling or you’ll get a spanking.”

I didn’t stop wiggling. Lee sucked my cock down and back up. But then he got up and pulled me with him. “What?”

“You know what, Danny.” He tilted his head down, looking at me with his bedroom eyes in that way that let me know I was in trouble in the best possible way.

“Uh-oh. Spankies.”

“Yep. You’re getting spanked.” He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled me ass up over his lap.

“Daddy…” I half laughed and half squeaked. My cock was hard as a board and smashing against his legs. “My peen. Daddy…”

He rearranged me so my dick was between his legs and not getting the life squashed out of it. Then he smacked my ass hard. The crack practically echoed through the room. “That’s one. How many do you think you need, Danny?”

“I. Don’t. I don’t know…”

He smacked my ass again, but not as hard as the first one. Hard enough. It stung. And it made a fluttery feeling in my dick and groin. Just how hard could my little peen get? He smacked me again, several times, alternating cheeks. “Your little ass is bright pink.”

“No more, I sawry, Daddy. I’ll be good.”

“Oh, I think one more. So you’ll remember to be still when I tell you.”

“Yes, sir…”

And he delivered one more good smack. It stung more on top of the others I’d already gotten. “Ow, Daddy…” That one brought a tear to my eye. But it felt so good. I loved getting a good spanking every now and then.

Lee sat me on my feet. “Get on the bed and stay on your hands and knees. I need to see that bright pink ass while I fuck it.”

“Yes, Daddy.” I moved as quickly as I could with my butt still stinging.

Lee got behind me and prepped me without much fanfare. That meant he was super horny and ready to fuck. I wiggled my ass to rile him up more. “You want more spankings?”

“No, Daddy. No spankies. I hold still.”

“Good boy.” He got behind me on his knees and slid his cock in all the way. “Fuck. You feel good, boy.”

“Yes…” I agreed. “I feel full.”

“Mm…” He fucked me then, moving straight into a punishing rhythm. No build-up meant he was super horny. “Your ass. Looks beautiful like this.”

“Thank. You.” I could hardly get the words out, he was fucking me so hard. It felt so good, but he hadn’t hit my prostate much. As soon as he did, I was going to explode.

“Hold on.” He shifted us so that we were more on our sides with me on top of him—mostly.

This position let him reach around and rub my cock. And when he fucked up into me harder, he hit the spot. I yelled out unintelligent noises that I was not ashamed of. He gave me his maniacal laugh and did it again while stroking me. I was done for. “Gonna….”

“Go ahead, baby. You deserve it.”

After another ping to my prostate, I did just that, coming all over the place. After that major orgasm on top of the spankings, I was exhausted. My arms and legs flopped like noodles.

“I got you, baby.” Lee repositioned me and pulled out. He hurried to the bathroom and returned with the warm, wet cloth to clean up, and then he tucked me under covers, crawling in beside me. He held me tight. “Love you, Danny.”

“Mmm…” was all I could manage. I needed the cuddle time, so I enjoyed it, concentrating on the feel of his warm body and strong arms around me. He was bigger than me—practically everybody was—so I felt surrounded and protected. I wasn’t sure I was going to get up for dinner.

I swear my daddy could read me like a book sometimes, though. “Maybe we can eat in the cabin tonight. I’ll order something. In a minute.”

“Yes…”

“Shh…I got you, Danny.”