11. Tommy

‘Let's go-go-go,' Tommy declared, charging over toward the wooden blocks with Olivier. ‘I want to make a house!'

‘Nawww, I want to make a spaceship!' Olivier replied, pouting.

The two Littles giggled and decided to each make their own wooden block construction. The Met Milkshakes playroom was as full of life and fun as ever, and there was no reason why everyone couldn't be happy doing precisely what they wanted to be doing.

After a quick outfit change, all the Littles were in their rompers with fluffy, thick diapers on underneath. Tommy couldn't wait to play, drink, and make merry alongside his friends. But having seen Paolo in the main café area, he couldn't help but feel that it would be nice to have him in the playroom with him.

‘I wish Paolo was here,' Tommy said, dropping down onto the playmat and tipping over the box of wooden blocks and giggling as all the different shapes and sizes scattered across the floor. ‘He'd help me build the bestest housey.'

‘Hehe, you might get your wish, Tommy,' Donovan said, tapping Tommy on his shoulder.

‘No way!' Tommy squealed with delight.

The sight of Paolo walking over toward him filled his heart with joy. But at the same time, Tommy also felt a surge of nerves coming over him. What if Paolo found all this Little play kinda dumb or silly? Tommy knew that Paolo was a Daddy, but not all Daddies enjoyed playtime.

‘Play blocks with me?' Tommy asked, the mere sight of Paolo in the playroom seemingly making him regress quicker than normal. ‘I make a house.'

If Tommy had any doubts about how Paolo would respond to his regressed self, then he needn't have. With a big smile on his face and a look of paternal kindness in his face, Paolo got down onto the floor and picked out a big square block and handed it to Tommy.

‘You can use this one for a wall,' Paolo said, playfully patting Tommy on his puffed out butt. ‘And remember, you can tell me when your diaper needs changing too. I'm here for whatever you need, baby boy.'

‘Okay… Daddy,' Tommy replied, blushing but also somehow feeling like calling Paolo Daddy was the most natural thing in the world in that moment. ‘Fank you.'

With that, Tommy and Paolo began to build a spectacular wooden block house together. Even Olivier got involved too, parking his spaceship next to the house.

‘House in space!' Olivier giggled. ‘I want milkies now.'

‘Me too,' Tommy said, holding his hands up in the air like he wanted to take a bottle.

‘Leave it with me, boys,' Paolo said. ‘Daddy will be back in a minute'

Tommy watched as Paolo got up and walked over toward Silas before returning with two milk bottles. The way that Paolo was including Olivier in everything was very kind, and Tommy wasn't even jealous when Olivier got his milk first. But as was always the case with Paolo, it was a calculated move…

‘Now that Olivier's sorted, why don't you come and snuggle with me and I'll give you your milk myself,' Paolo said, making himself comfortable in the large stack of beanbags. ‘Climb into Daddy's lap and let me look after you, darling boy.'

Tommy didn't need asking twice.

He crawled over to Paolo as fast as his hands and knees would carry him, and moments later Tommy was all curled up and snuggly in Paolo's lap.

‘'Dwinkies! Dwinkies!' Tommy said, his eyes wide and his mouth open as Paolo held the milk bottle teat close to his mouth. ‘Daddy, Daddy, I want my milkies.'

‘Your wish is my command,' Paolo said, slowly lowering the milk bottle so that Tommy could eagerly latch on to the brown-orange teat. ‘Now not too fast. You want to enjoy it.'

Tommy heeded Paolo's words and was soon suckling the milk down at a steady pace, the feeling of the warm milk making its way into his tummy filling Tommy with the most comforting sensation.

As Tommy felt his eyes begin to close, he wanted to resist and fight to stay awake. Being given his milk by Paolo was a wonderful, perfect experience and Tommy wanted it to go on forever.

But as Paolo stroked his hair and gently ran his fingers over his eyelids, Tommy knew that resisting the call of nap time was a battle he simply couldn't win.

‘Sleep time, my darling,' Paolo whispered, his voice full of the purest love. ‘Don't worry, you're safe with Daddy. Just go to sleep and I'll be with you the whole time.'

Tommy just about managed to smile before he could no longer keep his eyes open. As he drifted off, Tommy felt like he might just have found someone who could give him everything he needed – and even better than that, it seemed like Paolo might just feel the same way too…

Back at Tommy's apartment, both Tommy and Paolo were feeling comfortable and relaxed in Tommy's bedroom. With Olivier busy playing video games in the living area, the two of them were happily sitting and chatting.

‘So there hasn't been a Daddy in your life before?' Paolo asked, looking rather majestic in the armchair that Tommy typically used to pile clothes on when he couldn't be bothered to neatly fold them away in the closet.

‘No… sadly,' Tommy sighed, smiling as he lay front down on his bed. ‘But I've fooled around a little.'

‘Grrrr, don't make me all jealous now,' Paolo said, possibly half-joking but also possibly not.

‘I did say a little,' Tommy replied. ‘I haven't done everything. If you know what I mean…'

Tommy blushed and buried his face into the bed's soft sheets.

It was true too. While Tommy had certainly had some fun and frolics in clubs with other men and even taken things further on dates, he had never gone all the way. The very idea that Paolo might be the man to pop his cherry was enough to make Tommy want to strip naked and offer his body up to him right there and then.

Despite Paolo's reputation as a ruthless hitman and the fact that he could be stern and serious, Tommy felt like he could trust him. It was hard to put a finger on precisely why this was, but Tommy knew that his instinct were telling him that Paolo could be the one.

Tommy watched as Paolo sipped on his iced water and his mind wandered to what fun they could have with a whole bucket of ice. The very thought of Paolo tracing an ice cold cube over his naked body was enough to get Tommy's cock hardening right there and then.

‘Paolo…' Tommy said, not knowing exactly where he was going with his train of thought.

‘Yes?' Paolo replied, a glint in his eye almost as if he knew what Tommy wanted. ‘I'm not a mind reader.'

‘Do you want to…'

‘Do I want to… what?'

‘We could…' Tommy said, unable to get the words out.

Tommy could see that Paolo was taking a wicked satisfaction out of his embarrassment. The pair of them had discussed their sexual history and the fact that neither one of them was seeing anyone else on the journey back from Met Milkshakes, and both had agreed that in the event of anything between them they wouldn't need to use protection. But even with that kind of conversation already having been on the table, Tommy was still struggling to say what was on his mind in that moment.

So instead of continuing to struggle to get the words out, Tommy decided that he would let actions speak louder than words.

‘I'll show you what I mean' Tommy said, sitting up on the bed and sliding his shorts and briefs down to reveal his hard cock as it sprung up to attention.

Tommy licked his palm and then took his cock in his hand and gave it several rapid-fire pumps up and down, making it harder still.

Paolo's eyes lit up, but other than that he didn't give anything away. By remaining in his seat, it was clear that he wanted more from Tommy. And all that did was to drive Tommy's horniness to even greater levels.

‘Daddy, come and play with me,' Tommy said, rocking backward and lying down on the bed with his hard, wet dick slapping from side to side.

Tommy thrust his crotch up in the air twice, each time slapping his cock from side to side and provocatively pulling on his nipples. Tommy had never done anything like this before, but suddenly he was feeling like he could let loose and show Paolo how ready he was to take things to the next level.

But Paolo didn't speak.

Instead, he simply removed his shirt and climbed up onto the bed.

Tommy tried his best to take in Paolo's strong, muscular body as much as he could. A brief glimpse of a scar on Paolo's shoulder made Tommy gasp with delight. He'd always fond scars sexy, the idea of a dangerous Daddy always being high on his list of turn-ons.

But Tommy was unable to focus too much on specifics in that moment.

As Paolo lay down on the bed next to him and leaned over, Tommy felt himself turning dizzy with arousal. And the very second that their lips touched, Tommy felt something that he'd never come close to feeling before.

Paolo's lips tasted magical.

For a brief moment, Tommy felt too nervous to react to Paolo's touch, but he quickly allowed himself to relax and enjoy every moment as Paolo's tongue entered his mouth and the two of them began to kiss.

‘Daddy, I want you to… make me yours,' Tommy said, his breathing hard and his cock aching and tingling as Paolo gripped it firmly.

‘Not today,' Paolo growled. ‘But don't worry, it'll be soon.'

Tommy gasped as Paolo leaned in close again and they continued to kiss. As they kissed, Paolo yanked his own trousers and briefs down and soon enough their exposed cocks were rubbing up against one another.

Tommy's senses were being overwhelmed in the best way as he bumped and grinded his meat against Paolo's.

‘I'm… I'm… I can't hold on,' Tommy moaned, his butt clenching and his entire body stiffening up as his cock shot a hot, thick sequence of ropey cum onto Paolo's lower stomach and chest. ‘Sorry. Sorry. I just couldn't…'

‘Fuck, don't apologize,' Paolo said, his eyes wild with desire. ‘That was hot as hell. And now it's my turn.'

With that, Paolo wiped some of Tommy's seed off his stomach and rubbed it over his cock before grinding himself into Tommy once more. Tommy gasped with delight as he saw Paolo's thick, Daddy cock shoot an enormous load onto him.

Tommy giggled as Paolo's masculine grunts filled the room.

‘I want to do that again,' Tommy said, his eyes wide and his mouth wide open as he simply couldn't take his gaze away from Paolo's thick, long cock.

Paolo laughed and rolled onto his back.

‘Oh, you can bet we will,' Paolo said. ‘And a ton of other stuff too.'

Tommy lay back on the bed next to Paolo and the pair of them enjoyed the satisfaction of post-orgasmic bliss together.

I can't believe that just happened.

So freakin' hot…

But have I got a Daddy now?

As Tommy lay there, his cock twitching and his lower half covered in his and Paolo's sex, he felt like the good times were only just beginning. And with more one on one training to come, the possibilities were endless…