Goofy George

by Laurie Lochs

  I burst into a grin. "Yes, sweet boy. Blossom decided to go for a trot. Daddy had no choice but to be brave.”

  George burst into laughter and rushed to my side. I stopped Blossom. "Thank you for your support, sweet boy. I couldn't have done it without you."

  George grinned. He fed Blossom the apple and petted her. I guided Blossom around the meadow one last time. When we came to the lamppost in the far corner of the yard, I dismounted and helped George onto her back.

  "Are you ready, boy?”

  "I think so.”

  "If I can ride Blossom without a problem, you can too. I'm the one with the bum leg."

  George grinned. "You don't have a bum leg, daddy. It will heal soon."

  "Let's get you riding."

  George nodded. I grabbed Blossom's reins and led her past the fence. At first, George gripped the reins as tight as I had. His knuckles were ghostly white. But he relaxed as we continued our trot. When we reached the far side of the meadow, George released his grip on the reins and wrapped his fingers around Blossom. She continued to trot, whinnying every so often to express her delight.

  “Look, daddy!” George exclaimed. “I’m riding the horsey!”

  I couldn't help but laugh. “You’re such a brave boy.”

  When we reached the fence, I helped George dismount. His eyes sparkled.

  "I'm so proud of you, sweet angel. Not every boy is as strong as you. That takes a lot of mental fortitude to do something so difficult. Most boys don't have that in them."

  George rolled his eyes. "Please. Anyone could do that."

  "No, boy. Have you seen anyone else at the ranch ride a horse?"

  George bit his lip. "I guess not, daddy."

  "It's possible they're too scared. But you proved tonight you're not scared of anything."

  George's cheeks burst into flames. "Thank you, daddy. That means the world to me."

  "You're the sweetest boy I've met in my life. I want to be your daddy for a long time."

  George's eyes fluttered. "You mean it, daddy?"

  "Yes, boy. I…"

  I took a deep breath. I didn't know how to say the words. Was it too soon? Did George feel the same way?

  "I love you, baby boy,” I said at last. "I want to help you grow and excel in all areas of your life."

  George's jaw dropped. "I love you too, daddy." Without another word, he rushed forward and slammed his lips on mine. I held him firm, probing his mouth with my tongue. When we parted, starlight sparkled in his eyes. I kissed his cheek, savoring the salty flesh.

  Suddenly, Blossom leaned over and slurped George's other cheek. George shrieked and burst into laughter. "It looks like Blossom wants a taste, daddy."

  "Back off, girl. That's my boy."

  I brought George's hand to my mouth and kissed it. His flesh was salty and sweet. He was such a thoughtful boy.

  "Blossom can have my cheek," George whispered at last. "But you can have my heart."

  I grinned. "If you consent, tonight I want a whole lot more than your heart, baby boy.”

  George's jaw dropped. "You mean it?"

  "Yes, baby boy. Let's go to daddy's room.”

  It was finally time.

  Chapter 15

  George

  I gripped Luke's hand tight as he led me into the house. My heart raced. Was it actually the night we’d make passion? The night I’d dreamt about for so long?

  Don't get your hopes up, George. It's probably just a regular night. He's not going to actually spread your legs.

  Yet I wasn’t so sure. The way Luke walked let me know he was a man with a mission. He wanted to spread open my hole and fuck me until I screamed.

  I wanted the same.

  "Here, boy." Luke deposited me at the door of my room. He disappeared for a quick second and reappeared a second later. In his hand, he held a secret package.

  "What is it, daddy?"

  "Protection, sweet boy. Protection and lube."

  I grinned. "You don't want to fuck me raw?"

  "Not until we’ve been tested, sweet boy.”

  Luke grabbed my hand and led me into the room. When we entered, he spun me around to face him.

  "How do you want me to take you, sweet boy?"

  I took a deep breath. "I haven't thought about it, daddy. I'm happy with anything."

  "That's not true, baby boy. I'm sure you've given it thought."

  "I'm being serious, daddy. I… I want you to decide."

  Luke mulled this over. "Would you rather ride me or get pounded into the mattress?"

  A wave of excitement overwhelmed me. "Pound me," I gasped. "Pound me so hard I can't tell today from next week."

  "You got it, baby boy. Lay on the bed and spread for daddy."

  I did as told. Shedding my shirt, shorts, and undies, I leapt into the bed and buried my face in the pillow. I brought my hands to my cheeks and forced my hole open. To my surprise, Luke planted soft kisses along my ass.

  "Does that feel nice, sweet boy?"

  "Yes, daddy," I moaned. I clenched my cheeks. But he spread them. Then, he planted a kiss right in the center of my hole.

  "Oh." I quivered beneath him. "Lick it, daddy. Lick my rosebud."

  "Yes, boy. You taste like a rose in spring."

  I gasped and spread for daddy. He spit on his fingers and massaged my hole. Then, he flicked his tongue along the inside, spreading the cheeks wide enough so he could access my insides. A bolt of electricity shot through me as his tongue made contact with my flesh. My cock throbbed against the covers.

  "It tickles, daddy. Your scruff tickles my hole."

  Luke barked out a laugh. "Does it make you feel funny?"

  "Yes, daddy. It makes me want to put out the flames."

  Suddenly, Luke bit my ass. I yelped in delight. "So tickle, daddy."

  “My tickle boy." Luke flicked his tongue yet again. This time, my entire body convulsed. I’d been hooked up to an electric generator. The only way to end it was through his cock.

  “Take me," I gasped. I clenched my fists, gripping the bedsheet as Luke rimmed me. At last, he slipped a condom on and spread my hole.

  "Are you ready, baby boy?"

  "Yes, daddy. I need you so bad."

  Luke sidled up behind me and inserted the tip of his cock in my hole. I gasped and clenched. He slid it half way in and out. He did this again. He did it one more time until I’d been thoroughly primed. When my hole was ready, he slid it all the way in, balls deep, he forced it deep within me until his balls throbbed against my taint.

  "You like that, baby boy?"

  "Yes, daddy. It feels so good."

  A smoldering flame burned in my lower intestine. I knew I was close. Moaning, throbbing, I brought my hand to my cock and jerked. I wanted to come. I wanted to burst all over the sheets.

  Suddenly, Luke froze. He withdrew from my body. Without warning, an enormous feeling of loss gripped me. Had a part of me died?

  But then Luke spun me around and stared at me with a devilish gleam in his eyes. "Get on your back, boy. It's time to spread for daddy."

  Chapter 16

  Luke

  After flipping George on his back, I spread his cheeks and sidled up next to his hole. "Are you ready, boy?"

  "Yes, daddy. I've been thoroughly primed."

  "Take a deep breath and spread those beautiful cheeks."

  George nodded frantically, scrunching his eyes tight. He was ready.

  I slid the tip in. When George let out a soft moan, I slid in all the way. George cried out, quivering on the bed. With my left hand, I wrapped my fingers around his shoulders. Then, I heaved myself up and bucked into his body. I fucked him hard, thrusting deeper into his hole.

  His tight delicious hole.

  Primed and lubed for daddy.

  "Oh daddy,” George cried, awakening me from my daze. “It feels so good!”

  "What does it feel like, baby boy?"

  "It feels like you’re kissing me inside."

  I tight
ened my grip on his shoulders. "Do you like it, boy?"

  "Yes, daddy. I want it for the rest of my life."

  His words were a bolt of flame to my spine. I had no choice but to fuck him harder, throbbing into his tight hole. I ran my thumb over his collarbone, wiping the sweat away. Then, I brought it to his mouth. George gasped and flicked his tongue over my thumb, sucking the sweat from it. I removed my fingers from his shoulders and placed them firmly on his waist.

  Without warning, George cried out and gripped the bedsheets. "I'm going to come, daddy."

  I throbbed in him. "Are you sure, sweet boy?"

  "Yes, daddy. It's coming fast like a choo choo train. I can't stop it."

  "Wait, boy."

  George froze. His eyes shot open and he stared at me.

  "Wait for daddy. You can't come before daddy."

  George cried out. “P-Please hurry!”

  I continued fucking him. The boy was so soft and supple. His body was perfect. I kept fucking him, thrusting deeper into his hole. At last, a bubble of passion welled up inside me.

  "Come, boy. Come for daddy."

  George cried out and jerked his cock frantically. Suddenly, he rushed up and planted a kiss on my lips. "Papa," he whispered. "Papa. It feels so good."

  "Yes, boy. Say my name one more time."

  "Papa." George's eyes shot open. He jerked his cock frantically. "Papa. I love you, Papa."

  I cried out and thrust one last time. Without warning, I burst in his hole, flooding his insides with warmth. The condom caught every drop. George cried out and exploded across his chest. It reached his chin, mouth, nose. I rushed forward and licked the come from his face, swallowing every drop.

  "You're mine."

  "Yes, daddy. I’m Papa's boy."

  I moaned and planted a firm kiss on his lips. George wrapped his legs around me. I started to pull out but he forced me to stay in.

  "No, Papa. I need you inside me forever."

  "Daddy's going to get soft. It could break the condom."

  "I don't care, Papa. I need your seed."

  I stifled a laugh and withdrew from his body. George moaned and pouted. But I deposited the condom in the wastebasket. Then, I wrapped him in my arms.

  "I love you, Papa.”

  "I love you too, cuddle bug. You're the specialist boy in the world."

  George sighed and burrowed into my arms. I kissed his forehead and stared out the window. How lucky was I? This boy was the sweetest in the entire world.

  And he was mine.

  Chapter 17

  George

  The next morning, I woke up snug in daddy’s arms. After a long yawn, I closed my eyes and burrowed even deeper into his chest. How lucky was I? I had the best daddy in the world. He'd been inside me. He'd said he loved me. And I knew it was real, because it’d flown out of his mouth in the middle of sex.

  What an incredible first time. You’re so lucky it happened in Neverland.

  I giggled as I ran my fingers through Luke's hair. I leaned over and planted a soft kiss on his temple. Luke's eyes fluttered but they didn't open.

  I ran my hand over Luke's firm chest. In the morning light, it was even more toned than I remembered. He had a trail of chest hair going down to his cock. We’d slept naked and so I could see his cock nestled between his thighs. I had an urge to touch it but I knew I’d never do that without his verbal consent.

  Luke stirred. "Good morning, angel boy."

  "Good morning, daddy. I had the best sleep in the world. You're the best daddy I've had in my life."

  Luke laughed and rubbed his eyes. "I think I'm the only daddy you've ever had."

  "Well, obviously. But you're also the best. Thank you for coming inside my hole."

  "Yes, sweet boy. It's a beautiful hole to come inside of. I'd like to come inside of it many more times.”

  "Thank you daddy. You're the most romantic man in the world"

  Daddy Luke pulled me into his arms. He planted a kiss on my forehead. I sighed. This was comfort. Warmth. Love.

  This is home, George. You've found your home.

  "Sweet boy." Daddy Luke's voice was comforting and warm. "If you get out of bed, I have a special surprise for you in the playroom."

  My jaw dropped. "Really, daddy?"

  "Yes, baby boy. It's different from the gifts the other littles have received. I got it just for you."

  George's eyes flashed with life. "I want to see it, daddy. I want to play with my present."

  Daddy Luke laughed. He helped me out of bed and slid on the soft teddy bear pajamas he’d gotten me earlier in the week. My cock, which was rock hard from morning wood, throbbed in the fabric. I moaned softly. He cupped my cock and gently stroked it in my onesie.

  "Baby’s excited this morning."

  "I'm your excited little boy."

  Daddy Luke brought my hand between his thighs. He was rock hard.

  "I made you hard, daddy."

  Luke laughed. "You have that power over me."

  "Can I touch it?"

  "Go ahead, boy."

  I brought my hand to his shaft and stroked it. A bolt of electricity shot through me. I loved how it curved downward. It must've been at least 7 inches. I cupped his balls with my free hand and stroked his giant shaft. The tip swelled with excitement. A bead of pre-come sat on the glands, shiny and translucent.

  Begging for my lips.

  With a devilish grin, I got on my knees and flicked my tongue over the cock. Daddy Luke moaned and gripped my hair. I planted a kiss on daddy’s cock head. I took it in my mouth, swallowing it until it hit the back of my throat. I sucked my daddy, forcing his cock deeper. When he couldn't control himself any longer, he grabbed my hair and rammed the cock until I choked. Spit flew out of me, sliding down his cock and dripping onto his balls. I coughed and nearly vomited. Then, I moaned. My own cock throbbed in my onesie.

  When I glanced up, Luke was grinning from cheek to cheek. “You're dirty."

  "I'm daddy's little dirty boy."

  Luke laughed and squeezed my cock in my onesie. We made our way to the playroom. When I saw the wrapping paper, my heart melted.

  "Daddy!" I cried. "You got me a present."

  "Yes, sweet boy." Daddy Luke grinned. “Open it quickly.”

  I rushed to grab the giant rectangle in the corner. I tore into the wrapping paper, throwing it over my shoulders with zeal. My heart melted when I saw what it was.

  "It's beautiful, daddy."

  "Take it out, sweet boy. Play with it before your friends get up."

  My insides were bubbling over. I grabbed the rectangular toy box and laid it on the floor. I looked at the beautiful toys lined up inside. They were horses. The stallions were white, black, and caramel. They had felt fur which mirrored their innate softness in the natural world.

  I giggled and tore them out of the package, lining them up side-by-side. I pretended I was riding the horseys. I galloped them around the room so fast Luke couldn't keep up where I was.

  "You're zooming, baby boy. You look like a big blur."

  I giggled. I kept playing with the horses. When I was feeling silly, I crawled to daddy and made the horses trot all over his legs and arms. Then, I brought the caramel one to his head and burst into laughter.

  "The horsey’s on your head, daddy."

  Luke grinned. "I don't know how it got there, sweet boy. I didn't know horses could fly."

  His words shook me. "Oh my God. They can fly so high."

  "How high?”

  "This high, daddy." I grabbed the caramel horse and lifted it high above my head. I watched in awe as it danced in the sky of the playroom. My horse was flying. It was a magical beast.

  "It's a unicorn, daddy."

  Luke grinned. "Yes, baby boy. You're so special and magical. You transformed the horseys into unicorns."

  His words fill me with joy. My insides were so gooey I thought they might melt and seep into the floor. At last, Luke pulled me onto his lap and kissed me. My cock throbbe
d in my onesie. His lips were so soft and warm.

  "Tear into your second gift, baby boy. I can't wait for you to see it."

  My eyes shot open. "Yes, daddy. I'd love to see it."

  He set me on the floor. Like I was 3, I crawled to the second big present and stared at it in awe. The wrapping paper on this one was clouds. It was the cutest thing I'd seen in my life.

  I tore into the paper. My heart melted when I saw what it was.

  "Oh daddy…" I cried. My eyes burned. "You didn't have to do this."

  Luke nodded. "It's the only one I had of her, baby boy. It's yours now."

  The tears flew freely from my eyes. My entire body shook. How had he managed to get a picture of Lucy? She was the prettiest girl in the world, standing in the middle of a meadow filled with flowers, her favorite food. Sunlight shone on her and the birds were almost chirping in the Polaroid sky. It almost felt like I was there in that very meadow.

  "This is the last picture I had of her. She was such a sweet girl.”

  I cried and rubbed my eyes. Daddy Luke wrapped his arms around me and held me firm. I let the grief out, the loss. My emotions flowed over the framed photo until there was a tiny layer of tears superimposed on the image of my deceased mare.

  Daddy Luke pressed his lips to my neck. "I love you, baby boy. I loved your little horsey more than you could ever know."

  "Thank you, daddy. I'm so glad she had a happy final home."

  Daddy Luke pulled me tighter into his arms. He held me. After what felt like infinity, he brought me upstairs. From Netflix, he flicked on a movie about horses. In Luke's firm arms, we watched the horseys gallop across the screen and find friendship and a home in each other.

  I leaned into my daddy. I knew he'd taken great care of my girl. He was taking care of everything in my life.

  But suddenly, I realized I wanted to ride Blossom again.

  Epilogue

  George

  I took a deep breath and steadied the reins. We were riding Blossom together. I was sitting behind George. The sun was setting. It was a picture-perfect day.