Finding His Daddy, page 12
“Daddy,” Day moaned. He pulled them down, and Zach ran his wet fingers over Day’s hole, feeling him tremble beneath his touch. He quickly pushed one finger in and then added another. Day whined and pushed back. “More, Daddy.”
When he pushed a third finger in, Day arched and cried out. Zach found his spot and rubbed it hard, feeling Day shudder. He slipped them free and then lined up his dick and pushed all the way inside. Day cried out again and thrust back, causing Zach to moan.
“Hard and fast, Daddy.”
“Maybe I should be the one who decides.”
“Please, Daddy. I want to feel you.”
Zach pushed Day on to his front and lay over him, then pushed up so he could see his dick moving in and out of Day. He pounded Day from the start, moaning at the tight heat that enveloped him. Day pushed his ass up, and Zach moaned again.
“Spread your cheeks, boy. Let me see.”
Day grabbed his ass cheeks and pulled them wide, and Zach groaned at the visual. Day’s ass stretched wide around his hard length, all pink and puffy. His boy was perfect. He kept fucking Day until he felt his balls pull up.
“I’m close. Stroke your dick.”
Day moved his hand, and Zach could see him pumping his dick. He cried out as his body froze, but Zach kept fucking him until he shot hard and deep into Day’s ass. He trembled above him, barely keeping his weight off Day, and when he finished coming, he pulled out and lay on his side, pulling Day over and hugging him.
“Perfect way to wake up on the morning.”
“It is.”
Zach closed his eyes, inhaling Dayton’s scent and then asked, “What are we doing today, Dayton?” He felt Day freeze next to him. “I mean, do you want to remain as little or not? We were going to try this for one evening, but you seem…happy.”
Day lifted his head and nodded. “I am happy. I thought I’d struggle to do this. A couple of weeks ago I couldn’t even play with toys I’d bought, but here with you, it is so much easier to be me. I love having you take care of me.”
“It’s surprised me how easily you’ve settled into your little role.” Zach stroked Day’s hair. “I expect you might worry about it later, and I’m here if you need to talk.”
Day smiled. “You mean like cold feet or second-guessing this?”
“I do.”
“I’ll talk to you if that happens.” Day frowned then added, “Or message you.”
“Whatever works for you. Just know I’m here.”
“Can I be little for the weekend, then?”
“You want to be?”
“I do. I really do.”
Zach smiled and kissed him. “Fancy going to the zoo?”
Day’s eyes lit up. “Yes, Daddy.”
Chapter Eighteen
DAY WALKED THROUGH his front door, after he’d spent the previous two nights with Zach. A wonderful weekend away from all the stresses in life. Yes, he’d felt awkward at first, a little nervous too, but once he’d tried, he’d slipped into the role with far more ease than he had anticipated.
The reward had been worth it.
He could still feel it in his ass. Damn, could Zach fuck, and Day couldn’t wait for Friday to come. They couldn’t see each other before then due to work, and Day had to see his mom. He hadn’t seen in her over a month and she’d been asking him for a visit.
The longer he’d left it, the more melodramatic her voice mails became. Some of them had him in tears of laughter, but he loved her something fierce. When he’d mentioned the club to her, she’d googled it and arched a brow at him and said, “Spanking and bondage, hmm? Maybe I should find one. I’m not getting any younger.”
Nope, he wasn’t getting into that conversation with her. Nope, he wasn’t going there.
Sighing, he stripped naked and stepped into his shower. Not that he wanted to wash away the scent of Zach, but he needed to clean after the goodbye fuck they’d had. This time as Day and Zach. He loved when Zach was Daddy and saw to his needs. He loved feeling Zach pull his briefs down and touch him. He wanted to please his Daddy, be his good boy.
The fuck on the sofa once he was back in his clothes had been out of this world hot. He’d wanted to please Zach, so he had fallen to his knees and sucked Zach’s dick. He loved the taste of Zach, the way his dick stretched his mouth wide, the musky scent that was all Zach.
From there, he’d ended up with Zach’s dick in his ass, riding them both to sweaty oblivion, feeling Zach’s come in his ass, marking him the best way possible. It had been the perfect way to end the weekend.
Going bare added to their sex life too. They could be more spontaneous. He’d shown Zach his results and had seen Zach’s in return, and then they made out. He’d been naughty too, and Zach had put him in time out. He’d wanted to Zach to spank him, but he had a feeling Zach knew that, so had stuck him in time-out instead.
Could he come from that? Time would tell, and Day was more than happy to practice. A lot.
Stepping out of the shower, Day looked in the mirror and smiled. He looked different. Well, to him he did. Less stressed, more relaxed, and he liked what he saw. All those days and weeks leading up to him going the club, worrying about how others would see him or look at him once they knew what he needed hadn’t been worth it, but he did have Zach, his Daddy.
He dried and crawled into bed, missing Zach’s presence immediately. One weekend together and being apart now felt wrong. Sighing, he pulled the covers up. He had work tomorrow, so he needed to get his mind to quit. He could talk with the guys tomorrow.
Rolling onto his side, he closed his eyes and let sleep pull him under.
“Spill,” Kory demanded as he dumped his plate on the table. Day shot forward and caught the bread roll before it rolled off.
“Yeah. What he said.” Rourke sat and sipped his coffee.
“You mean the weekend?”
“Yes, the weekend.” Kory leaned forward and, after a quick look around, whispered, “With your Daddy.”
Day grinned and waggled his eyebrows as he ate some food. “It was good.”
“Good?” Rourke waved his fork in Day’s face. “That ain’t gonna cut it, bud. Details, my man. We need the details.”
“I did it.” Day shrugged. “Wasn’t as hard as I thought it would be.”
“You dressed up?” Kory leaned forward, his eyes lighting up. “What did it feel like?”
Day shook his head. He could feel his cheeks burn. “I don’t want—”
“I need to know, Day.” Kory grabbed his hand. “Maybe that’s what I need, so tell me.”
Sighing, Day knocked Kory’s hand away. “Fine. I’ll spill, but I swear to god if this gets out, I am never speaking to either of you again. Got it?” When both men nodded, Day said, “He cut my pizza up for me, gave me milk in a sippy cup. We played in my room, and I tried on some the boy’s clothes he’d bought for me and—sorry, Rourke—I had the best fuck of my life.”
“I didn’t think I was that bad,” Rourke complained. “You never had any issues.”
“I didn’t, but I think because he understands what I need, it makes the connection, the sex, better.” Day shook his head. “Don’t think I’m saying you’re bad in bed, okay. Let’s just say, me and Zach, we fuck a lot.”
“Did you stay as…” Kory waved his hand in the air. “You know little?”
“I did for the weekend. It’s what we agreed to at first. It was meant to be just Friday night to see how I felt about it, but once I…sunk into the role? I think that’s a good way of describing it. Anyway, once I was in the role, everything else kinda disappeared. The stress of this place, the dickheads on the phones. I like having someone take care of me.” Day shrugged. “Weird, huh?”
“If it works for you, then no, it isn’t.” Rourke ate some fries and asked, “So the whole weekend? What else did you do?”
Day ducked his head, rubbing the back of his neck. “He, er, gave me a bath.”
He glanced up to see Rourke eating and Kory nodding. “And?” Kory asked this time. “What else?”
“That’s pretty much it. Like I said, I dressed up, I played with toys, he cooked for me and took care of me, and I had some of the best sex in my life. Oh, and we went to the zoo. That was fun.”
“Is this gonna be a weekend thing now?” Rourke had stopped eating and was staring intently at him.
“I think so, yeah. I’m a little freaked out about how well I slipped into being little. I’ve been scared and nervous, and then I was doing it, and everything kinda disappeared.” Day shrugged again. “I like it. I like having Zach take care of me.”
“Does your mom know all the details?”
Day grimaced and shook his head at Rourke. “You know what she’s like. She is open, and she wasn’t bothered when I told her about Lock and Key, but how do I tell her the rest? Most people don’t get it, do they? Adults dressing like kids, being looked after. How will she see me when I tell her that?”
“Let her meet Zach first.” Kory drank his coffee and stood, putting everything on his tray. “If he sounds as good as you’re making him out to be, then he’ll win her over.”
“Huh. That’s actually a good idea. Thanks, Kory.”
“I have been known to have them occasionally. See you later.”
Once Kory left, Rourke said, “He does it for you, this Zach?”
“For now, but he’s the first Daddy Dom I’ve met. I’ll have to wait and see.”
“Don’t get too attached too quickly.”
Day nodded. “I know, Rourke, and I won’t. Who knows? He might be the one for now, just not the forever one.”
“How was your weekend, Master Zachary?” Zachary glanced up at Nathan then back down at the paperwork he was slowly working his way through. Stuff had to have bred, he had so much of it.
“Hello, Nathan. Fishing for gossip?” He moved one sheet of paper to the completed pile and grabbed another.
Nathan rolled his eyes. “He won’t tell me anything, and I like Dayton.”
“He prefers to be called Day.”
“Does he?” Nathan grinned and licked his lips. “What else does he prefer?”
“Nathan,” Zach warned. “Do I need to get your Master in here to speak to you?”
“Could you? I think I might need to be punished. I’ve been really naughty, and he hasn’t noticed.” Nathan stuck his bottom lip out.
Zach sat up and furrowed his brow. “That’s not like Rupert.”
“A certain sub is causing problems.” Nathan pouted even more, and Zach marveled how the sub could get his lips to do that. The puppy dog eyes helped too.
“Are we talking about Gabriel? What’s he doing?”
“He’s just standing there looking all gorgeous, and all the Doms are falling over themselves trying to fuck him. Poor Rain is going to have a coronary trying to fend them all off.”
“Maybe Rain should collar him then.”
Nathan threw his arms in the air. “I said the very same thing!”
“There you are. I’ve been looking all over for you.” Rupert came into Zach’s office and hugged Nathan.
“Didn’t think you’d noticed I was gone.” Nathan pouted. The look was going to stick to his face if he carried on. “How is the Golden One?”
Rupert chuckled and quickly changed it to a cough when Nathan glared at him. “Rain has him in hand.”
“Is he causing a problem?”
“No, Zach. He just wants to explore his submissive tendencies, but you’ve seen him. The Doms are salivating to get at him. He hasn’t let anyone near him yet, but it’s only a matter of time.”
“Rain will come through, and where did you find Gabriel?” Zach sat back in his chair and crossed his arms over his chest, a knowing look on his face. He knew the game Rupert was playing, and he wholeheartedly agreed. Rain needed to move on, and maybe this Gabriel would be the one to do it.
“He’s the son of one of my friends. If anyone needs a Daddy Dom, it’s him.”
“That’s not Rain’s scene.” Zach reminded Rupert.
“Remember that when he comes to you for advice.” Rupert sat across from Zach and pulled Nathan into his lap. “Tell me about this weekend.”
Zach grinned. “He’s perfect.”
“Really? So soon?”
“Surprised the hell out of me too, but once he was little, it was like he’d been doing it his whole life. Can’t complain about the sex either.”
“He was little all weekend? That does surprise me.”
“He was.” Zach scratched his chin and slowly shook his head. “Like I said, he was perfect. Seeing him dressed up…” Zach shuffled on his chair and ignored the chuckles. “We agreed to be in our roles every weekend.”
“You think he’s going to change his mind?”
“He could, but I told him to talk to me if he has any doubts. He’s good at communication, even if it’s in a text message.”
“Is he the one, Zach?”
Zach clasped his hands together and stared at his desk. Was Day the one? He ticked all of Zach’s boxes, and he knew they had plenty of time to explore other aspects of their relationship together. It was still early days, but so far, Zach had high hopes that Day could be the one he’d been waiting for, the one he thought he’d had with Eddie. Of course, there were doubts, but so far, so good.
“He could very well be. We’ll have to see how the next few weeks go, as he settles into his role as my little. I feel good about him, about us. After Eddie, I wasn’t so sure about this, as you know.”
“It was hard to watch you let him go, but it was the right decision for both of you. You’ve waited a couple of years, barely played during that time, and then you saw Day.” Rupert smiled as he petted Nathan’s head. “I like seeing you happy again.”
“I like being happy, and I know he’s a huge part of that.” Zach stood and stretched. “Like I said, let’s see how it goes, but yes, he could be the one.”
Chapter Nineteen
DAY BOUNCED NERVOUSLY on the balls of his feet as he waited for Zach to open the door. Tonight, he was going the club with him but as Dayton—not Day. When they talked about it during the week, Zach had left the decision up to him, but Day wanted to try. How would he know if this was right for him if he didn’t try?
Indoors, hiding away, wasn’t how he wanted their relationship to be, and if he put limits on where they were in their roles, how would that make Zach feel? He would try tonight and see how he felt about it. First, he needed to see what Zach had picked out for him to wear.
When Zach had spoken to him about his outfit, Day had left the choice up to him. He had absolutely no idea what he should wear to Lock and Key when he was little. Did he walk around in Superman briefs, or did he wear dungarees? Nope, no idea at all. At least Zach knew, but he didn’t want to think about the sub who’d left him.
His loss and Day’s gain was the way he saw it. He would learn with a few scenes—hopefully another Daddy/little scene—sitting cuddled up next to his Daddy, relaxing and letting the world and all its shit drift away.
The door opened, and Zach grinned at him, pulling him inside and taking his lips in a tender kiss. Day had expected more passion, but the tenderness was perfect. “Hey.”
Zach smiled and kissed him again. “I’ve missed you.”
“Same here.”
“Are you ready for tonight?”
Day shuffled on the spot and rubbed the back of his neck. “Yeah…”
“But?”
“Can we leave if I can’t stay? I mean, what if it gets too much?”
“We can leave whenever you want. Our relationship only works when we tell each other how we feel. If you feel uncomfortable, then we leave.”
Day exhaled heavily and nodded. “Good. Okay. Let me see it?”
Zach arched an eyebrow. “See it?”
“You know, the outfit you’ve picked put for me. I want see what I’ll be wearing tonight.”
Zach led him up the stairs to the master bedroom and then into Day’s room. Day walked over to the bed and picked up the shorts. “Shorts?”
“I thought shorts, a T-shirt, socks, and Velcro sneakers was easier than some of the outfits I’ve seen.”
“Really?”
“A onesie?”
Day opened his mouth, then snapped it shut. “That’s a hard no from me.”
“Me as well.” Zach stepped behind him and pulled Day’s back to his chest. Day sighed and rested his head against him. “Do you want me to stay or should I wait for you in the other bedroom?”
Day pulled free and turned to look at Zach. He bit the corner of his lip, then took a deep breath. “Can you…” He cleared his throat and leaned into the palm Zach placed on his cheek. “Can you stay?” he whispered.
“Of course, I can. Do you want me to help?”
“That’s part of it, isn’t it? You helping to dress your boy?”
“It is, but only when you feel ready for it. I’ve said it before: there’s no rush. You’ve come much further than I expected, but don’t push yourself too far.”
“I want you here. Stay and help me change, please, Daddy.”
Zach took Day’s face in the palms of his hands and kissed him gently. “Anything for my boy.”
Day nodded and kicked his sneakers off, then slowly lifted his T-shirt up. He felt Zach’s hands on his body, helping him undress, and he shivered under his touch. He closed his eyes as they both pulled his T-shirt over his head, and he dropped it to the floor as Zach undid his jeans.
He swallowed, seeing the naked desire on Zach’s face and helped him push his jeans down his legs then kicked them to one side. He stood in his boxer briefs and watched as Zach took them off too. He was semi-hard, and Zach stepped closer, taking his mouth in a hot kiss. He stroked Day’s dick, making Day gasp.
Zach slowed the kiss, then moved away to pick up the Thor briefs. Day lifted one foot at a time, then stood still as Zach pulled them up his legs. It was far more intimate than Day could have ever imagined. His Daddy dressing him, taking the responsibility of those decisions away.
