Chapter 7

The dream I had last night was so real, so vivid. Full of surf, sand, and a cool breeze passing through the open canopy I rested beneath. A nap on a sunny beach with Genie beside me. His face lit up when I called him Daddy. I hated to wake from it. It was one of the most pleasant dreams I'd had. After I wiped the sleep from my eyes I stole a quick glance at the table, and there again sat breakfast. "If he keeps this up, I'll become spoiled."

"That's the plan, dear boy."

"Genie!" I shouted and jumped. "We should consider a bell for you."

"I'm not a cat, Raj."

"So that's a no to the bell?" Cheeky, absolutely. But what's he gonna…

Genie growled and pinned me against the bed. "No." He ran his nose along my collarbone and nipped my ear. "Bell." Then he turned and walked away. "Come and eat."

How did that growly, commanding response get such a reaction from my cock? It stood erect and ready for action. With a shake of my head and a stern mental warning, it calmed down and I sat to eat.

"Dear boy, what shall we do today? Visit the island or possibly someplace new?" Genie watched as I ate. It was a bit unnerving, but I did my best not to make a fool of myself.

"I need to wash clothes, I'm out of clean ones."

Before I took the next bite, I was dressed in an outfit that I'd never seen before.

"Um, Genie, this isn't mine." I wasn't sure I even liked it—some sort of cloth pants, though light and airy, and a matching shirt with a pair of leather sandals.

"It is now, along with several more in your drawers. I'd meant to purchase you new clothes for some time."

No use in arguing with him, and no denying the threadbare clothing I'd worn was due for replacement. Plus, Genie did what Genie wanted and having an issue with that would be a waste.

"Daddies spoil their boys, get used to it."

Yes, a waste to argue indeed.

"When you're done, freshen up and we'll leave."

Genie set to work cleaning up the table. He enjoyed being in charge, whereas I had no desire to be. I'd scrounged and made the best decisions I could when left on my own, and I was done with it. I'd prefer to be taken care of at this point, no more making myself sick over what I could and couldn't afford. That thought settled in and scrambled my brain. According to how Genie explained the type of relationship he desired to have with me, I needed a Daddy and there was only one Daddy for me.

Genie.

"Raj, your face screams epiphany. Care to share what's going on in the handsome head of yours?" Genie's knuckles tapped the tabletop. "Or do I even want to know given the state of your previous… arousal?"

My face heated and I glanced everywhere but at him. "Just, um, just reality hitting me. Hard."

He watched as I washed my face and didn't say a word. When I came out of the bathroom he stood and held his hand out to me.

"Let's go."

After the first time we teleported, and I nearly threw up, I vowed to keep my eyes shut until my stomach caught up with my body. This time when I opened them, I gazed upon a beautiful sight. Genie and I stood in a clearing on a hill. Lush fields of green behind us, and endless rows of well-manicured vines were to the front.

"Where are we?"

"Italy. I want to show you the world, my love, one country at a time. There isn't a single one I haven't visited and for the most part, I've enjoyed them all. One of my favorite things to do is try the local cuisine. In Italy, I've not had a dish I didn't love and though I don't require food to sustain me, I do enjoy eating. See those rows of vines in front of us?"

When I nodded, he continued. "Those are grapes. This region produces some of the best wine I've had. Some of these vines have been around for centuries, cultivated by the very family living on this land which has been handed down from generation to generation."

"Wow. I've only ever tasted the wine we had with dinner. Can't say I'm a fan, yet."

Genie smiled. "It's an acquired taste, my love. If you wish for something different, all you need to do is ask. Come, let's wander through."

"Can they see us?" I asked as we walked past a family who paid us no mind.

"No, we're under a cloaking spell. In some cultures, two men holding hands isn't acceptable and I prefer it be just us. No interruptions or unsavory individuals to contend with. Me and my love strolling through the Italian countryside on a beautiful day."

Genie swung our entwined hands up and pressed his lips to my knuckles. Everything he did for and to me was done with love and kindness. The kind that sent butterflies scurrying through my insides.

We walked along the stone pathway, past the farms. The birds chirped in the trees singing merry melodies, sheep grazed in the pastures. What a calm and serene village life, nothing like the manic one I lived in. Rows of houses came into view as we neared town and excitement built at what lay around the corner ahead.

"This is Val d'Orcia," Genie said in perfect Italian. Not that I knew any myself, but the words easily rolled off his tongue. "A favorite restaurant of mine that I wish to take you to is up ahead. I'm going to release the cloaking spell so we may sit and dine."

The silence of our bubble came to a halt as the spell lifted. Children played soccer as the shops bustled around us, busily waiting on their patrons. The town was full of life and laughter.

"They look so happy here." As opposed to the usual moans and groans where I lived.

"This is a wonderful community and one not under the iron thumb of an unworthy ruler. In the larger Italian cities, things can be a bit hectic, but for the most part they're still happy and welcoming to visitors." Genie paused. "Ah, here we are." He spoke to the waitress in Italian, and she immediately sat us at a table on the outside patio. "Perfect day for dining cenare fuori."

"Seenare feurdy?" I absolutely butchered the word, and my face reddened with embarrassment.

Genie smiled. "Good try. Cenare fuori means dining outside. Today is a perfect day for that, wouldn't you agree?"

"Yes."

The historic cobblestone streets and structures around us had been well maintained. The town inhabitants' pride was shown not only in how they cared for their village, but for those within its walls. What a foreign concept, I thought as I watched a young man help an older woman pick up the contents from a bag that had torn. The shopkeeper came out and not only provided her with a sturdier sack but re-bagged the contents for her. She thanked them both and went on her way just as they did.

"So different than what you're used to." Genie's words were heavy in understanding, having watched over me all these years. "I should've done more than I did, but I thought staying back and letting you live your life was the best decision when in fact, it wasn't. Will you ever be able to forgive me, sweet boy?"

"Forgive you? There's nothing to forgive. It wasn't your job to take care of me, yet you still did. You can't change everyone's opinion of my family, nor can I. I never stole, never begged, never borrowed, yet all they saw was a waif. The son of thieves, and their minds will not be changed. I'm thankful for all you provided me. You kept me from having to break the law and that alone is worth more than you know. In case I haven't said it enough, thank you, Genie, for everything you've done for me."

"No need to ever thank me, my love. Now, shall I order for us both?"

"Yes, please. I trust you. Plus, I don't read Italian."

Genie laughed. "Point taken."

He ordered a bunch of things I didn't understand and couldn't pronounce, and when the dishes arrived, the first bite was so good, I shoveled in the next, and the next.

"Slow down, Raj, you're gonna make yourself sick."

I took my time finishing as Genie regaled me with stories of times from his past and friends he'd met across the globe. I could listen to him talk for hours and never be bored but I ate so much my stomach hurt. The sauce was rich, and the flavors were like nothing I'd ever tasted before.

"I think I need to walk this off. I'm so full it hurts."

"My sweet boy, I warned you. Your palate is used to different flavors and spices, you must take it slower next time. Savor the food the way it's meant to be, and it'll hurt less in the end. But come, let's walk."

We toured the rest of the piazza and had gelato. It was so good, I nearly asked for seconds until I remembered what happened after lunch. We watched another glorious sunset and then sadly, it was time to go home.

Every day was a trip to a new land. Fish and chips in London, escargot in Paris—though one was more than enough for me—and momos in Tibet. Genie had me make a ‘travel bucket list' as he called it, and one by one, we checked each adventure off. We'd eaten amazing food I'd never known existed. Each time we stayed for the sunset then transported back to my tiny place for the night. Coming back to this depressing shack each night had taken its toll on me. Genie tried his best to make my place better. He'd brought over new sheets and pillows and filled the cupboards. But everything of value I told him to leave in the lamp. It was likely to get stolen here or stir up many questions as to how I got it when I barely made enough working for Amir to feed myself.

Spoiled wasn't a good color on me.

"Good morning, sweet boy."

Today I woke to Genie beside me rather than with the Maharajah.

"Good morning, Genie."

"Come, eat. Let's discuss our day."

He was oddly perky for a man summoned at the crack of dawn. I'd be grouchy, though that would likely cost me my head. Truth be told, I was tired of coming back here each night after the wonderful days we'd had.

"Why so down today, my love?"

I contemplated my words, knowing there was nothing Genie could do about his current predicament, though he wished he could. "Do you think we could spend the day at the island?"

"Absolutely, but why do I feel there's more you're not sharing?"

Far too observant, this one was.

"I really like it there. It feels like home, more than this place does." Though it was the only home I'd ever known.

"All right, as soon as you're ready, we'll go."

True to his word, as soon as I dressed, we transported. When I opened my eyes, relief flowed through me at the familiar place I'd come to love.

Genie rubbed my shoulders. "You seem more relaxed now."

"Mmm." I leaned into the massage. Genie and his magic hands, how I loved them.

"Don't fall asleep, I have plans for you today." His voice was a low growl, right beside my ear. Hidden meanings of promises to come. Maybe today would be the day.

I'd asked numerous times for Genie to take my virginity. It was a craving like no other and one I couldn't explain. To have all of Genie, deep inside me. Claiming me. If it was wrong to feel this way, then so be it. I loved him more than words could say.

"Come, my love. Let's go inside."

As soon as the door shut behind us, Genie scooped me up and we reappeared in the bedroom. Genie said when he constructed this home, magically, of course, he gave this room at the top a panoramic view of the ocean. Water, as far as the eye could see, and pristine sandy beaches below. I could sit here for hours and stare out at the endless view.

The walls of windows were open, and the breeze blew through. Salt and sand filled the air. Genie wrapped his arms around my waist as he stood behind me.

I sighed, completely at ease here. "This place is just as magical as you."

"Your presence brings this place full circle. Once lonely, a place to escape humanity, yet now with you here it's full of life, as I believe it was meant to be."

Often times I wondered if his words were scripted, once used on another as they were far too perfect. Genie aimed straight for the heart; his words were a deadly shot.

"I wish we could live here, together. Forever." How would that work? Genie never aged. He'd always be this handsome and would have to watch me grow old and subsequently die as he had with past lovers.

"If that is your wish, then I hope someday soon it will come to be."

Slowly, Genie undid each button of my shirt and slid it off my shoulders. His lips trailed kisses along my shoulders as his hands untied my pants. I now understood why all the new ones he'd gifted me had ties at the tops of them. Sneaky Genie.

My head fell back against his chest as he moved behind me and slowly stroked my cock. A firm tweak of my nipple and I nearly came. You'd think after all the times we'd played that I'd have better control. Maybe I was knowing this was our first time having penetrative sex that set me on edge. But with Genie, I had zero. I swear I could come from kissing alone when with him.

"Genie," I moaned, grinding against him. "I need you."

"Say no more, my love, for you shall have me. Completely."

By the time we reached the bed, a mere ten feet behind us, Genie was gloriously naked. "Sit, please." Genie softened the directive and traced my bottom lip with his thumb. "Open wide."

Gods, I loved it when he fed me his cock. Genie's little toy. No one else would ever do, my heart would forever belong to him.

My tongue lapped at his silky shaft as it slid along. In and out he went and held for a few seconds when the tip hit the back of my throat. With the pad of his thumb, Genie wiped away the tears as my eyes ran over.

"Enough." He pressed me back onto the bed and kissed me. "I need to be inside you."

"Yes," ghosted past my lips, barely audible though I knew Genie heard.

His lust-filled eyes gazed upon me as if I were prey he'd stalked and finally caught. Together, we scooted up the bed until our heads rested side by side on the pillows.

"My love, I've waited so long for this, but know that if at any point you need me to stop, please say so and I will. I'll love you no less for being honest." Lubricant appeared in his hand. "Though I could prepare you magically for this, that would take the fun out of it for me."

With a wink, he rolled me back and slid between my legs, kissing his way down along my torso.

I was nervously excited, having held onto the anticipation as long as I had. This was it. This was finally happening. The potential pain associated with the act itself gave me pause but it was time to stop procrastinating and take our relationship to the next level.

Genie sucked my cock while he fingered my hole and slid the first one in. The welcoming burn was brief. My mind as on fast forward, focused solely on Daddy's cock filling me. What would the feel like? Would it be silky and smooth like how it was when our shafts slid together? Or would it be rough and heady? We'd worked up to three fingers in the past, the first and second didn't bother me but the third was a bit uncomfortable and Daddy's cock was somewhere between three and four fingers. Ouch, though I didn't say it aloud.

Once he reached that level, he took his time, far too much time in my opinion, but he was a safe Daddy. If it wasn't right in his head and ensuring I'd incur the least amount of pain possible, he'd back off again, only this time I'd likely throw a fit.

"My love, you're as ready as you can be."

We'd discussed the use of condoms previously and Genie assured me he could not contract nor pass any illnesses to me. So, we'd agreed to having no barriers between us.

"Please," was the only word I could manage, and I was more than ready for this.

Slowly, Genie's cock breached my hole. "Open your eyes, my love. I wish to gaze upon them as I enter you."

When I did, I was met with Genie's intense gaze. A myriad of emotions fluttered through them. Care, concern, then finally they settled on admiration and love. Without a shred of doubt, I knew Genie loved me as I did him, but I wasn't gonna lie, this hurt like hell. My mind shifted from wanting to shout ‘Daddy' one minute, and ‘Genie' the next. It was a whirlwind of emotions fluttering between pleasure and pain. But Daddy took care of me, like always, and in no time the pain was a thing of the past.

Making love to the sounds of the waves breaking outside couldn't have made this moment more perfect than it was. When Genie settled in as far as he could go, he paused and leaned in to kiss me. "I love you, Raj."

"I love you, too, Daddy."

Genie's eyes lit up as I finally released the word he'd longed to hear, and he peppered my face with kisses until I giggled. The levity of the moment was unequivocally us. This was a serious next step but losing the fun, spontaneous nature of our relationship would be like working off a script. And scripted we were anything but. Nothing about our relationship was conventional and I'd have it no other way.

He moved inside me with the utmost care until I met him thrust for thrust. My hips moved of their own volition. My body craved… "More, Daddy. Please." Genie's dominant side surfaced as he pushed my legs up, pulled nearly all the way out and in a single motion, slammed back in.

"Yes." I loved how he took control, and in this position I couldn't move. Completely at his mercy, which only made it more sensual. My pleasure was completely in his capable hands, and I'd have it no other way.

"You're so tight, Raj. So utterly perfect." Genie's words fueled the fire burning just beneath the surface. On the verge of explosion, that's how I felt as I strived to hold on for as long as possible. But when Genie uttered the words, "Come for me, my love," it tipped me over the edge. Genie's cock pulsed as he came. Together we rode the aftershocks, the ultimate ending to what had to have been a perfect first time.