8. Oliver

"ME. ME. ME. I"m ready for dessert, Daddy!"

I jumped up from my seat at the table and ran to the couch to get comfy.

Daddy let out a chuckle. "No running in the house, boy."

When I heard his stern voice, it made my dick start to stir in my pants. I quickly adjusted it, hoping he didn"t notice. "Sorry, Daddy. I"m just so excited." My body instantly relaxed when he came over to the couch and I felt his strong arms wrap around me.

"I know you"re excited for milk, but you need to be more careful, little one."

"I"m sorry, Daddy. I'll be good."

He pulled me onto his lap. "I know you will, my sweet boy."

Daddy brushed my hair back and placed a soft kiss on my forehead. "You ready for your milk?"

My cheeks turned pink as I wiggled in Daddy"s lap. "Mhm. Yes, please."

My mouth watered as Daddy removed his shirt, and I saw that milk was already starting to trickle down his gorgeous skin. After scooting onto the sofa cushion and getting into position, he cupped the back of my head and guided me to his chest. "Go ahead, little one. It"s all yours."

Mine. Daddy"s milk was all mine.

He let out a strangled moan as I licked the droplets off his nipple, making his bud harden.

My dick jumped because Daddy's moans were so sexy.

Neither of us got hard during our first few sessions, and if we did, it was merely a reaction that we both ignored. But we were becoming more comfortable with each other, each session building the bond between us stronger and stronger, making it even more difficult to ignore the stiffening cock underneath me.

I ground my shoulder onto his cloth-covered bulge as I latched on and began to suckle.

Daddy's hand tightened in my hair as he groaned. "Is my sweet boy feeling naughty tonight?"

I suckled faster, bringing my hand up to tweak his other nipple, pinching the hardening bud. I hummed happily when Daddy sucked in a sharp breath.

"Mmm, yes. I think my boy is feeling very naughty."

I slowly looked up into Daddy"s eyes, nervous I was crossing a line, but all I found was heat and desire. I popped off, ready to switch to the other side, and when Daddy grabbed my chin, the want in his eyes made me gulp. "Is that okay, Daddy? If I"m feeling naughty."

He pulled me farther up in his lap, cupping both sides of my face. "That"s definitely okay, baby boy. Daddy wants to kiss your wet lips. May I?"

"Yes, please."

We both groaned when his hot lips descended on mine. The kiss was soft and sweet, our lips fitting together perfectly.

His tongue quickly swiped against my lips, licking some of the milk off and making me whimper. "You taste so sweet, baby."

I giggled, moving back down to his chest and licking more milk off him. "I think that's you, Daddy. Your milk is very sweet and yummy."

His lip quirked into a smile. "Nothing's as sweet as you, little one. Now, be a good boy and finish your milk. You make Daddy feel so good."

I quickly latched on, loving the way his warm milk felt as it slid over my tongue. I didn"t think I'd ever get tired of tasting him—his milk or his lips.

Maybe Daddy would let me taste his other milk soon… My hips bucked at the thought, my hand quickly palming over my cock and giving me the friction I needed.

My hips stilled when Daddy grabbed my wrist. "Can I help you, sweetheart? You're doing such a good job. Let me take care of this so all you have to do is drink. Is that okay, baby?"

I carefully nodded, not wanting to stop suckling as my hand was replaced with Daddy"s big, strong one. My hips jerked as he palmed my dick, making my whole body feel like it was floating.

"That's it… Fuck, baby. You're so gorgeous for Daddy."

His hand felt so good pressed against my cock while his warm milk flowed across my tongue in steady spurts. The combination was euphoric, making me feel things I didn"t even know were possible.

I whimpered, my hips bucking frantically as the pleasure lit up my spine.

"Is your cock aching to spurt its hot milk while you drink Daddy's milk, like the sweet, greedy boy you are?" His hot, filthy words made my brain stop working.

I couldn"t do anything but suck and take everything Daddy gave me. I suckled faster as he increased the pressure on my dick.

"You"re not the only one who's greedy, baby. I want to suck your sweet cock and have my turn milking you."

Gasping, I broke the latch and my body shuddered as an orgasm crashed through me.

His hand was still rocking against my bulge, drawing my pleasure higher and higher.

"Ahh, D-daddy… It's so good." My words slurred from the pleasure, making it hard to form thoughts.

"You're beautiful when you come for me, sweetheart. Let"s get you all cleaned up and cozy."

I felt so heavy yet small as Tad picked me up to carry me to my room. "But what about you, Daddy?"

"Don"t worry about me, sweet boy. We'll have plenty of time for more this weekend."

That little reminder made me smile even wider. I was spending the weekend with my Daddy.

He was the best ever.

Tad tucked me and read me a story, not that I remembered much of it. I wanted to listen, but he took such good care of me and made me feel so good. His calm, soothing voice pulled me under as soon as he started reading.

Everything was perfect, except that when I woke up, he wasn"t there.

It was strange, really. We hadn"t known each other for very long, but I already found myself never wanting to leave his side. Daddy was perfect. If only I could be with him all the time.

The day seemed to drag on until I finally finished the work I needed to get done before I could close up my computer.

I packed my bag, excited to get ready to stay at Tad's for the weekend. I couldn't wait to wake up in my Daddy"s arms.

Tad came outside to greet me as I walked up the front path to his house.

I immediately threw myself into his arms, so happy to see him. "I missed you, Daddy. I'm so excited." I stuck my bottom lip out, pouting as I felt myself already starting to regress just by being in his presence. "I missed you. I don"t like waking up without you."

His arms tightened around me, his cheek nuzzling my hair. "I missed you too, little one. I hate leaving you too, but we don"t have to worry about that tonight, do we?"

I shook my head, burying my face in his neck and inhaling deeply. Tad always smelled so yummy. "Nope. It"s going to be the best night ever!"

"That"s right, sweetheart. It"s going to be perfect. Just. Like. You." He placed soft kisses on my face between each word, making my skin heat and my heart pound. Then he pulled away and led me into the house.

No one had ever made me feel so special. He thought I was perfect. Not only did he make me feel like I was perfect, he also made me feel so…loved.

I bounced on my toes, planting a sweet kiss on his lips. "You're perfect too, Daddy! I love spending time with you."

I was so happy that my body felt like it was floating as I headed over to the couch. Tad was usually ready to burst by the time we got together, so we always started with a quick suckle to help drain his milk.

Daddy stopped me by gently grabbing my hand, looking almost nervous but also excited. "Sweetheart, I have a special room just for you when you stay here with me. It has a nice bed with lots of stuffies and pillows that will let us get extra comfy while you nurse. Would you like to see it?"

I stared at him with wide eyes, my words caught in my throat as my brain processed what he said. He had a whole room in his house just for me? "Y-you… I have a room?"

He nodded, smiling at my excitement. "I do. Remember when I told you I"ve been looking for my special boy?"

I nodded as he led me down the hall, my hand still in his as he stopped in front of a closed door.

"I made this room so that when I found him, he would have his own special place meant just for him. And now that I've found you, it's yours if you want it."

I rocked back and forth on my heels, excitement and nerves bringing Little Ollie to the surface. "Please! I want to see it, Daddy."

He stepped forward and opened the door as he pulled me inside.

My breath hitched as I took in my surroundings. The room was…amazing. It was every Little's dream. Soft and comforting, bright and exciting. In one corner of the room, there was a full-sized bed covered in the fluffiest plushies and blankets I'd ever seen.

The opposite wall had a dresser and cubbies lining the space with different-colored bins. "D-daddy… It's beautiful. This is for me? Are you sure?" My words were choked as tears gathered in my eyes.

"Oh sweet, Ollie. C'mere, little one."

I sniffled loudly, trying to get my emotions in check as he wrapped me in his arms and placed us on the bed so I was in his lap.

I cocked my head in surprise as he removed his shirt. "Do you wanna suckle, baby? I know this is a lot to take in all at once. Maybe some warm milk will help you calm down."

Tears streamed down my face as I latched on to him, the liquid and soothing rhythm instantly helping to calm my mind.

Tad always knew what I needed. He'd only known me for a short time and was already so attuned to me and my needs. It was overwhelming to think about how perfect he was.

My tears started to slow as he gently rocked us from side to side, his fingers scratching softly at my scalp. "I"m so happy you like the room, sweetheart. It means so much to me that you enjoy your time here with me. I thought my life was over when I started lactating, and while I still have to figure some things out—like how to use that stupid pump—I"m so thankful it brought me to you."

My heart was so full of love that it was about to burst out of my chest. I switched to the other side, still unable to form words, but I didn"t need any. Daddy had me and was going to take care of me.

He continued stroking my hair, soothing me as I drank. "It may not seem like much to you, but to me…everything you've taught me and helped me with has kept me sane through all these changes. So, this room is my gift to you, sweet boy."

Once I felt the stream of milk start to lessen, I lazily popped off, looking up at him and finding so much love and care in his warm gaze. Daddy was right. In just a short amount of time, he'd gone through so many changes.

"Thank you, Daddy. I lo— I love it so much. I can"t wait to play in here…and there are so many plushies to snuggle with while I suckle. It"ll be like we are lying on clouds!"

I worried it was too soon to tell him how much I'd already grown to love this amazing man, so I just wrapped my arms around him and smiled wider than I ever had before.

"I'm so glad, little one. If you want, you can stay in here and play while I make our dinner."

I jumped out of his arms, spinning in circles and feeling so happy that I had to get the energy out of my system before I exploded into a million pieces. "Yes, please!"