13. Dale

Chapter 13

Dale

The diner was as bustling and busy as ever. Dale and Marshall were working in perfect synchronicity and judging by the smiles on everyone's faces, they were doing a great job in making The Hot Plate the place to be in Eagle Ridge that morning.

‘Table three, large breakfast with extra veggie sausage,' Marshall said, spinning around and handing Dale the order.

‘Got it,' Dale replied, smiling as he handed the order to the kitchen. ‘We've got a cleanup on the near booth. Baby alert.'

‘I'll cover that, you take five,' Marshall said, skipping over to pick up the mop and bucket. ‘And I really hope that's porridge and not pukey-puke on the floor.'

Dale and Marshall giggled.

It felt so good for Dale to be reconnecting with Marshall like this. Despite the couple of years between them, even back in high school there had always been a bond between them that just came so naturally. And to know that the very same bond was just as strong now filled Dale's heart with happiness.

Coming back to Eagle Ridge and finding a man like Kipp was one thing, but to relight the fire of his friendship with Marshall was such a bonus too. And it did make Dale wonder whether maybe – just maybe – his stay in Eagle Ridge could be for longer than he'd initially planned on.

As Dale took a glass of ice-cold water for his break, he looked around the diner and saw so many happy faces. Despite only having worked at the diner for a short period, Dale was now on first name terms with most of the regulars and feeling a connection with them that went beyond simply taking their orders and serving them their food and drink.

This is nice.

It might not be an exotic adventure, but…

Maybe it's happiness that matters more than thrills?

Dale took his drink and walked outside. It was time to send his Daddy Kipp a message and see what he was up to. And Dale hoped that if Kipp was outside doing some rough and tough work, he might even send over a picture of himself – and hopefully one with as little clothes on as possible too!

‘Okay, Daddy, what's up?' Dale asked, taking a seat on the bench and watching the residents of Eagle Ridge go about their day.

DALE: Daddy, whatcha doin'? Are you working hard? Maybe getting a sweat on? Hehe. I'd love to see it… ;) XoXo

KIPP: I bet you would. Give me a minute and I'll send you something to make your head spin. But be warned… DO NOT open the image if anyone can see the phone screen!

Dale felt his cheeks flush bright red. The idea that not only was Kipp going to send him a hot photo, but he was seemingly going to make it X-rated too was enough to make Dale want to find a private place and get ready for some naughty fun.

And as much as Dale enjoyed bringing himself close to orgasm over and over, he had a feeling that if Kipp's photo was as hot as he was suggesting, then he might very much be in a position where an unstoppable climax was headed his way real soon.

But all of this was academic. Being in such a public place meant that whatever Kipp was sending was going to have to be viewed quickly and discreetly. The real fun would have to wait for later.

Then, a single PING! on his phone later, Dale's jaw practically hit the Eagle Ridge floor as he feasted his hungry eyes on the photo that Kipp sent.

Shirtless, with his tanned upper body looking pumped, Kipp was standing outside the ranch house with a big axe in one hand. And it got better. Kipp was wearing absolutely nothing on his lower half. With his thick, hard cock fully erect, Kipp had a look in his eyes that was one of pure, animalistic Daddy desire.

Dale felt himself flush and his cock begin to throb.

‘O… M… G…' Dale muttered, quickly checking around him to see that no one could see his phone screen.

Barely able to make his fingers work as his mind filled with the wildest thoughts, Dale typed out a reply to his rock-hard Daddy…

DALE: !!!!!!!!!! I just… WOW! Daddy, I need to see you soon. OMG. I can't!!!! This is… something else. You've made me all crazy. I need that THING in my hands, mouth and ass as soon as possible!!

Dale let out a giggle and a gasp as he took one more rapid-fire look at his Daddy's X-rated photo. There was something so incredibly hot about how his mature body held so much raw power and well-honed strength to it. Dale would have gladly stripped naked and pleasured himself to a leg-cramping climax right there and then had he been able to.

But, of course, Dale had to hold his desire inside him – at least until he was alone with his Daddy again.

With his break nearly over, Dale got up from his seat and composed himself. It was time to get back inside and continue serving up the best coffee and cakes in all of Eagle Ridge.

However just as he was about to put his phone away, it flashed up with another message. Except this time, it wasn't from his gorgeous Daddy. It was from a far, far less welcome presence…

BENSON: So you won't reply to my messages? Oh dear. Looks like I'll have to track you down in person and we can have a nice, long talk face to face. How does that sound? Whatever it takes, I'm getting my money. And I'm going to take a lot more too. I'm owed interest on what you owe, and if you can't pay in full, I'll be making some demands of my own. It's only fair. Now be a good little brat and tell me where you are. You're in enough trouble as it is. You don't want to make me angrier than I already am. Trust me on that…

As his heart sunk and his tummy twisted and churned, Dale felt a horrible sinking feeling come over him. He had hoped that Benson's previous message was a one-off. Maybe that was na?ve, but Dale thought that perhaps it was an angry one-time thing.

But as he re-read Benson's latest message, a sense of dread filled him.

Benson wasn't fooling around.

This was really happening.

Suddenly, all thoughts of returning to work flew out of Dale's mind. In a state of panic, Dale tossed his work waistcoat to the floor and ran around the back of the diner and up the fire escape to get into his apartment.

For all Dale knew, Benson was watching him right there and then.

It was time to get inside and snuggle with Rebel underneath his biggest duvet.

But what Dale truly needed was his Daddy…

Dale double locked his apartment door behind him and immediately shut off his phone. With a bead of ice-cold sweat dripping down his forehead, Dale ran over to the refrigerator and grabbed a carton of juice.

After glugging down the juice in triple-quick time, Dale made a beeline for Rebel and held his most cherished stuffie as close as he possibly could to his body.

‘I love you, I love you, I love you, Rebel,' Dale said, taking a few steps over to the bed and collapsing onto it. ‘Why did he have to message me? Why can't he just leave me alone?'

Dale felt tears forming in his eyes and screwed them shut.

The last thing Dale wanted to do was break down and give in to such a mean bully as Benson. The fact that he was ever in a relationship with someone so horrible as Benson sent a shiver down Dale's spine but knowing that he was still somehow inserting himself into his life was almost too much to bear.

Dale kicked his feet up and down on the bed, a surge of anger coming over that he found impossible to control.

‘I hate him! I hate him! I hate him!' Dale shouted, burying his face deep into the pillow to at least muffle the sound of his voice just a little bit.

Anger was something that Dale rarely felt. Certainly not like he was in this moment. But Benson had pushed him to a place that he simply hated to be. Dale's life was all about being the most friendly, positive person he could be – with a little mischief on the side, of course.

And to know that his awful ex was making him act out of character only served to make Dale feel even more angry and frustrated. When Dale summoned up the courage to leave Benson, he swore that he would never let him control or manipulate his emotions again. And yet here he was, kicking and screaming because of a message Benson sent him.

‘ Urgh . This is no good,' Dale said, rolling over and lying on his back. ‘Why didn't I just tell Kipp about this when I got the first message? Silly, silly, silly me.'

Dale was about to reach for his phone to send his Daddy an overdue message when his heart froze. Three heavy thuds on the apartment door sent pure terror through Dale's soul as he pressed himself back against the headboard.

It's Benson.

He's known where I was the whole time.

And now he's going to hurt me…

Dale wanted to scream, but somehow he just couldn't make a single sound. All he could do was clutch Rebel as tightly as was humanly possible and hope beyond all hope that it wasn't Benson on the other side of that door.

When the thudding knocks at the door stopped, Dale briefly felt a sense of reprieve. But his relief was only fleeting. No sooner had the knocking stopped, but Dale heard the sound of the lock opening and the door opening…

‘No!' Dale screamed, truly filled with the kind of terror that wouldn't have looked out of place in a scary movie.

However as the door opened and the intruder revealed themselves, Dale nearly passed out in a sense of overwhelming relief.

‘Boy! What the hell is going on?' Kipp bellowed, immediately making a direct line for his distressed Little. ‘Daddy's here. You don't need to worry.'

Before he knew what was happening, Dale was burying himself deep into Kipp's all-encompassing embrace. Together with Rebel, Dale suddenly felt protected in a way that he needed more than anything else in the whole world.

‘D-D-D-D-Daddy,' Dale said, struggling not to burst into tears. ‘He's… my ex… he's… I…'

‘It's okay,' Kipp said, his voice firm but full of love. ‘There's no rush. Calm down and take all the time you need. Daddy's here, and he's not going anywhere. No one will hurt you, and I won't let anything bad happen. Whatever's going on, I'm going to make it right. You can bet your last The Hot Plate donut on that.'

Dale let out a long sigh of pure relief.

He knew that the situation with Benson was far from resolved. But having his Daddy next to him was making all the pain and fear go away. And judging from the firm tone in Kipp's voice, he wasn't about to let anything happen to him.

Dale felt his heart slow down to its normal pace.

It might not be easy, but Dale knew that he needed to open up and talk. Benson had been a terrible boyfriend. However this was way beyond anything normal. Dale knew that he couldn't handle the situation on his own for a single second longer.

It was time to tell his Daddy everything .