7. Chapter Seven

Chapter Seven

Ralphie

“You-you love me? Like with your real heart really, really love me?” Was it true? Please let it be true ‘cause I loved Daddy Marcel so much.

Daddy pulled me into his arms and gazed down at me. “I really, really love you with my whole heart, Ralphie.”

“Daddy,” those dumb tears were back. “I love you so very much and I was so afraid you’d never love me back, but I’d make it work cause I don’t want to let you go.”

“Breathe, Ralphie. Not sure how you managed to get that all out in one breath.” But Daddy was smiling so that meant he wasn’t mad. “Remember what I said earlier? Don’t ever do something you don’t want to do. Don’t be with someone who’s incapable of loving you the way you deserve. But I promise you this Daddy loves you with his whole heart and he plans to hang onto you forever.”

“Daddy.” I clenched his robe and buried my face in it. The tears wouldn’t stop for anything. Daddy loved me and besides him, Tessy was the only other person who’d said those words to me.

“I’ve got you, sweet boy.” Daddy rubbed my back in soothing circles. “Daddy’s got you and he’s not letting you go.”

I hoped with every ounce of me that was true.

Daddy picked me up and I wrapped my legs around him. “You’re strong, Daddy.”

“Not too bad for a man my age and having a home gym helps. Became a bit of a home gym rat these last couple of years. Nice to know it’s paid off.”

Daddy carried me up the stairs and sat me on his bed.

“Do you want to sleep in here with Daddy or in the guest room tonight?” Unsure Daddy was another cute side of my Daddy.

“In here with Daddy, please.”

“Next question, shower by yourself or with Daddy?”

“With Daddy, please.”

Daddy started the shower water then removed both our robes. “You’re beautiful, Ralphie.”

I’d only seen Daddy’s winky area before but now that I’d seen all of him, he was…wow.

“You, too, Daddy. I like all the lines on your tummy.” I traced them and Daddy laughed.

“I believe those are my abs, little one. Come on, shower time.”

“Daddy, you have the perfect tub for tubby time.”

“I do, we’ll have to do that soon. I believe there may be a set of rubber duckies somewhere, too.”

Tessy was right, Daddy did have rubber duckies.

Before I said whoa, for the thousandth time today, I took the time to choose other words. “Your shower could fit like, ten people in it.”

“Maybe so, but I can assure you it’s never held more than two. Now, let Daddy wash you.” He soaped up my hair and body, making sure to hit all my ticklish spots so I’d giggle then he rinsed me off and stepped under the second shower head area to wash himself.

“Yay! Another towel warmer.” How had I managed to live this long without one? “Whoever invented these was a genius.”

“I concur, my love. Now, let’s get dried off and into bed. We can finally watch that movie then if you fall asleep you’re in the right place.”

“You’re so smart, Daddy.”

“I do have my moments. Did you want a t-shirt of mine to sleep in? Sorry we didn’t bring your warm footie pajamas.”

“That’s okay, Daddy can keep me warm.”

Daddy wrapped his arms around me from behind. “That I will.” His voice was all growly, and it did things to me. Special grown-up things.

“You’re making me all tingly, Daddy.”

“Good.” He playfully smacked my behind. “Let’s get you dried.”

“Daddy, I like wearing your clothes but my tushy is poking out.” I wiggled my butt, and he lightly swatted it again. “He-he, you can’t catch me!” I took off for the bed, figuring he’d put on his jammies, and I’d have plenty of time to get comfy, but he caught me, naked as the day he was born. “Daddy, you’re nakey!”

“Do you want me to put on jammies?”

I made my silly thinky face. “Mmm. No.”

“Good answer.”

Daddy wiggled us around so I was under him. “Daddy’s being naughty.”

“What color are you, my love?”

“Green, Daddy. So, so very green.” Would this this be it? Would Daddy finally make me his? “I’m ready, Daddy.”

“Ready for what?” He nibbled my neck and down my chest.

“You know.”

“If you can’t say it, I don’t think you’re ready.”

I huffed. Difficult Daddy. “Fine. I’m ready for sex, Daddy.”

“Isn’t that what we had earlier?”

“No. Like regular sex. Like in the butt sex.”

Daddy laughed so hard he choked. “You should come with a warning label.”

Hmm. Maybe…

Daddy kept kissing my skin. Like all over in places that made more tingles. My winky was alive and thumping. I always thought it was weird I could feel my heartbeat in it. Thump, thump. Thump, thump.

“Do I even want to know what you’re thinking about, sweet boy?”

“Mmm, maybe not but it does kinda-sorta tie in with what you’re doing. Please proceed, sir.” I liked being with Daddy, I got to be silly without him putting me down. Silly was the real me and it was nice to not be scared or afraid.

He nipped my collar bone, but I kinda liked it. None of the Daddies ever paid half as much attention to me. Sure, I orgasmed but I had to make myself come. Those bad Daddies only cared about themselves and I saw that now. With Daddy Marcel, he was all about paying attention to me and making it fair.

When his lips landed on my nipples I almost came right then.

“Someone likes that,” Daddy teased and did it again.

“Mmmhmm.”

I felt his smile against my skin. I felt everything he did and all of it was…amazing. Who knew I had all these sensitive spots?

“Sweet boy.”

When had Daddy moved up?

“Please let me make love to you.”

“Yes, Daddy. Yes.”

I went to turn over, so my butt was up in the air like the others demanded, but Daddy stopped me. “Just pull your legs up while I prep you. I want to stare into those beautiful blue eyes as I make you come undone.

I shivered. Daddy had a way of saying exactly what my heart wanted to hear. I drew my legs back as he lubed my hole and gently worked me open. Daddy’s fingers slid in and out, then he’d add another and scissor them. They’d graze that magic spot that made my winky hop and sparks shot through me.

“Daddy,” I whimpered, on the edge of exploding. “Please.”

I watched the familiar routine of a man preparing to have sex with me, rolling the condom on and lubing up. But this time was different ‘cause Daddy said he loved me, and I believed him.

“Ralphie, I must ask, are you sure you’re ready for this?”

“Daddy, I’m ready for everything with you.”

Daddy placed my legs upright against his chest. Usually, I kept my eyes open, just wanting them to hurry up and get it over with. But this time I wanted to see everything Daddy did.

Slowly, Daddy pressed inside and once he was all the way in, he paused with his eyes closed. When he opened them, they were full of tears.

“Why are you sad, Daddy?”

“My love,” he gently cupped my cheek, and I leaned into his hand. “I’m not sad. Making love to you is a big step for me and for us. I hope you know how much you mean to me, Ralphie.”

My legs fell to the side, and I wrapped them around his waist. I loved how tight it pulled him against me. Daddy kissed me as he slowly moved inside me. As he went faster, he’d shimmy his hips and snuck kisses.

“Ralphie,” he panted. “You feel so good.”

Even though Daddy already made me come once, I was ready to go again.

“My sweet, sweet boy.” Daddy wrapped his hand around my winky and stroked.

“Daddy, I’m so close.” If he wanted me to last longer he had to stop playing with my winky.

“Me, too.” He stroked a few more times. “Come with me, my love.”

His permission was all it took for me to shoot right over the edge.

“That’s Daddy’s good boy.”

I was Daddy’s good boy.

Daddy thrust inside me as far as he could go and whispered my name as he came. “Ralphie.”

My name sounded so perfect when said as he just had.

“My sweet boy,” Daddy pressed his lips to mine in a brief kiss. “Thank you for that wonderful gift.”

When had anything to do with me ever been called a gift?

I snuggled up to Daddy then realized wipes were needed. “Do you have any wipes in your nightstand?”

“I do. I’m so sorry, I was basking in the afterglow of our lovemaking and forgot my boy required cleaning.”

I loved the way Daddy talked. He sounded so smart with his fancy words, and the ones he said to me were always nice.

Daddy wiped me clean and tossed the wipes on the floor. “I’ll get them in the morning, right now I need to cuddle my boy.”

“Cuddles are good.” Daddy wrapped his arms around me, and I snuggled in against him. Naked. I almost giggled when I realized that but was unable to fight back the yawn.

“Sweet dreams, Ralphie. I love you.”

“Love you, too, Daddy.”

“Daddy?” I rolled over and reached for him, but he wasn’t there. When my brain caught up, panic set in and the tears commenced.

“Ralphie?” Daddy came running in the room. “What’s wrong? Are you hurt?”

“I,” sob , “I thought you left me.”

“Never will that happen, my boy. I’m sorry you were scared when I wasn’t in bed, but Tess texted me your work schedule. She figured you’d forget to give it to me, and I wanted to make sure you were fed before I took you to work.”

“Oh, Daddy.” Uncontrollable sobs took over as the reality that Daddy wasn’t leaving me hit. “I love you so much.”

“Sweet boy, I love you, too. Why don’t you get ready and meet me in the kitchen. I set a new toothbrush out for you in the bathroom. Feel free to use my deodorant and anything else you need. We should stop at the store again later and get everything you use so there is a set here for when you stay over.”

“Thanks, Daddy, but I like smelling like you.”

Daddy kissed me, even though I hadn’t brushed my teeth yet. “Silly boy. I’ll meet you downstairs.”

At some point, Daddy had washed my clothes—not just my boxers—and folded them and left them on the counter with the toothbrush. I was a very lucky boy, and it would do me good if I forgot those bad Daddies and focused on the good, no, the great one I had.

“Breakfast smells so good,” I said as I entered the kitchen.

“Here, I forgot to give it to you last night.” Daddy handed me a Cookie Monster sippy cup of milk.

“Cookie! Where did you find him, Daddy?”

“I found a shop online that you can custom order them from. My boy needs a cup with his favorite monster on it.”

“Thank you, Daddy.” I took a big sip. I was a thirsty boy. “All gone.”

“Silly boy, let me refill it then I’ll bring it and your plate to the table.”

Daddy brought everything over and joined me for breakfast.

“Nummy, omelets and sausage.” Tessy made them before. “What a fun way to make eggies.”

“Very true. Daddy will drop you off at work then I have a few errands to run, but I’ll be back to pick you up after your shift.”

“Okay, Daddy, but I can walk home. It’s super quick.” I nibble, nibble, nibbled the sausage ‘cause it was so much fun to play with. That didn’t sound right, even inside my own head.

“Are you having a good time over there?” Daddy smiled at me.

“I am. Thank you for breakfast, Daddy.”

“You’re welcome. Do you want to come back here tonight or sleep at home?”

“I think Tessy is off today and I don’t want her to be lonely two nights in a row. I better stay home.” Then I got smart. “Daddy, why don’t you pack a bag and stay the night with me tonight? We can eat with Tessy and watch a movie and make popcorn.”

Daddy got that silly grin again. “As long as Tess is okay with it then I say yes.”

I wiped my hands and grabbed my phone to text Tessy.

Me: Tessy, can Daddy sleep over tonight?

Tessy: Good morning to you too, full of energy already I see. Of course, Daddy Marcel is welcome here anytime.

Me: Thanks, Tessy. Daddy’s taking me to work and bringing me home after. Love you.

Tessy: Love you too, see you after work.

“Tessy said you can sleep over anytime. Yay for me! I get to spend the night with my two favorite people in the whole wide world.” I got a case of the dancies and wiggled my butt in the chair. Worked better when I wasn’t sitting.

“I do so enjoy you, sweet boy. Let me get the kitchen in order then we can leave. Why don’t you pack up your stuffies while I do.”

“Okay, Daddy.” I hopped up and gave him a quick kiss then packed my friends into my backpack. They’d be lonely left at Daddy’s by themselves tonight. “Oh shoot, I need to go home and change before work. I didn’t bring my uniform.”

“Not a problem. Let’s get you bundled up and head out.”

“Hey, Tessy,” I called out as I ran inside. “Gotta change for work.”

“Good to see you, too. Good morning, Marcel.”

“A good morning it is indeed. Get all your errands taken care of yesterday?” I heard Daddy ask her. After that, I didn’t hear anything else they said. Hmm, I probably should’ve left the door cracked just a bit so I could spy again.

Be Daddy’s good boy, Ralphie , I warned myself. I really loved it when he called me his good boy.

“Okay, Daddy, I’m ready to go.” I gave Tessy a big hug. “Love you, Tessy, see you later.”

I really was a lucky boy.