by Quinn Ward
I glared at him. He’d gotten better about not cutting himself down, but maybe he needed a reminder of what happened when he was mean to himself.
“Sorry, I know I’m not dumb, but it’s silly to react like this. Today was hard, and he saw Zach being a jerk. He seemed like a really nice guy, though,” he rambled. I held Chase’s shoulders as he took three deep breaths before squaring his shoulders and nodding at me. “Okay. I can do this. It’s just dinner, and if your mom likes him, he can’t be a bad guy.”
“Everything okay out there?” William called out.
“Yep, just needed a second to talk,” I hollered back. Mom muttered something about uncivilized men yelling back and forth. To Chase, I said, “If it gets to be too much, let me know. These aren’t random strangers. You know William, and I think you’re nervous because you and his boyfriend are a lot alike. Remember, he’s probably even more nervous than you are because this is the first time he’s meeting William’s family. After dinner, we’ll go upstairs and we’ll have bath time and a movie, okay?”
“Yeah, that sounds like a good plan.” Chase relaxed a bit further. The corner of his mouth quirked up as he rested a hand on my hip. “But I’m not spending the whole night little, right?” His hand slid to the front of my jeans, and my mouth fell open. I knew I should scold him for teasing me, but I loved this side of him. “I have some very big ideas about what I want to do tonight.”
“Whatever you want, baby,” I promised. My throat felt dry and scratchy. When had it gotten so hot in here? I was tempted to tell Mom we’d eat later because I didn’t want to waste this need, but no way would we get away with that. Best case scenario, Mom would mention it tomorrow morning over breakfast. Worst case, my uncle would wait until I was balls deep in my boyfriend to pound on the door and tell us to hurry up and get back to the table. Neither sounded appealing. “But first, dinner.”
“Okay.”
“Chase, Jayden, this is Corey and his daughter, Willow.” All of us seemed to be carefully schooling our features as Mom made the introductions.
“Um, hi,” Chase and Corey said to one another at the same time, both lifting a hand in an awkward wave. It was adorable to see the similarities between them.
Chase followed me to the counter, frowning when his rocket ship plate wasn’t waiting for him. He was a creature of habit. Then again, so was I. It was strange dishing his dinner onto a big plate without dividers. I pulled a small bowl out of the cupboard and dished up some grapes to go with his pasta. He hated his foods touching, and that was a quirk plenty of adults had. It didn’t need to mean anything.
“Can I have grapes too, please?” Willow asked, looking to her dad for permission. I lifted my gaze, waiting for his consent before grabbing another bowl for the little girl. “Thank you, Jayden.”
“You’re welcome, sweetheart,” I said as Chase took the fruit to the table. “You have very good manners. Your dad must be very proud of you.”
“He is.” The girl preened, and all of the adults busted out laughing. She scowled, oblivious to why that was so funny. Leave it to the toddler to break the tension.
Chase’s cheeks flushed when I handed his plate to him. He swallowed hard as he glanced toward the table to see if everyone was watching him. “It’s fine. Mom knows, William knows, and I’d be willing to bet Corey is jealous as fuck right now, if anything.”
“Why?” Did Chase really not see the way Corey looked at him? Now that I knew he was dating my uncle, some of this off-handed comments when we’d seen him at the store today made sense. He got visibly upset when Chase started pulling into his shell, like he felt Chase’s pain.
“Watch how William is taking care of Corey. I’m pretty sure they have a relationship similar to ours.” I wasn’t sure if Corey was little or not, but he radiated ‘Daddy’s boy’ vibes. “But with his daughter here, he’s probably trying even harder than you are to be big.”
“That would have to be hard,” Chase observed.
Conversation was stilted at dinner. With my mom and a kid at the table, the rest of us were carefully dancing around anything that could be viewed as a taboo topic. Corey was a good father, but it was William who surprised me by jumping up from the table when she asked for a little bit more milk. Corey rolled his eyes when William grabbed the chocolate milk Mom kept in the house for Chase but smiled broadly when William pulled three cups out of the cupboard. “Jayden, could you help me for a second?”
I cocked my head to the side as I pushed back from the table. It was a feeble attempt at pretending he had a valid reason for calling me to the other side of the room so we could talk, but I didn’t question him.
“Grab the cake your mom made for dessert and some plates,” he instructed. When I was next to him, he kept his voice low enough no one at the table could hear us. “Let Chase know it’s okay to relax. Neither of us would say anything, even if Willow wasn’t here. Corey’s upset because he can tell Chase is on edge. Both of those boys need to calm their shit.”
“Yeah, well it was a shock to him,” I explained. “We saw him earlier at his other job. Seeing him here threw Chase for a loop.”
“Oh, that reminds me…” William pulled a set of keys out of his pocket, gave Corey a kiss on the cheek, and disappeared through the sliding glass door. I grumbled as I handed Willow the cup of milk William had forgotten. I set the other two in front of Corey and Chase, seeing as they were the ones most likely to want chocolate milk with dinner.
William returned a couple of minutes later with a black shopping bag in his hand. He passed it to Corey, who stood and came around to stand behind Chase. “So, um, I might have recognized the two of you from that night at the bar when you came in. I’m sorry if I should have said something, but I figured you wouldn’t want me mentioning anything about where we’d met. I found this when I was unpacking the shipment and was going to have William get it to you.”
He handed the bag to Chase. I swear, when my boy opened the bag, tears formed along his bottom lashes. He beamed as he pulled a white box out of the bag. “You found it! Jay, look! He found the special edition Pika I wanted to get, and he brought it to me!”
Corey’s eyes grew wide when Chase very carefully set the figure down on the table and spun around to hug Corey’s waist. Willow giggled as she told William that Chase was silly. Mom beamed, managing to mask her shock as she realized we’d met before Chase and I walked into the kitchen.
I crouched down next to Chase. Like it or not, there was no way to keep him from sinking into little space when he was this excited. I picked up the box, turning it over in my hand. I’d never understood the allure of these things as anything other than dust collectors, but seeing Chase’s excitement made me want to find out which other ones he had his eye on. Now that I knew we had an in with someone who worked at the store that was notorious for snagging special editions, I’d exploit the fuck out of that.
“That’s awesome, buddy.” I ruffled his hair. “What do you say to Corey?”
“Thank you for my new Pika, Corey.” He hugged Corey again. “I love it! You didn’t have to grab it for me, but I’m really happy you knew who Da— Jay was and got this for me.”
I held my breath, waiting for the inevitable freak-out when he almost slipped and called me Daddy in front of everyone. It never came, but he was more guarded after that. I wound up telling Mom we’d come down for cake later, said goodnight to William and his crew, then herded my boy upstairs. He needed his little time before we headed to his folks’ after breakfast tomorrow.
21
Chase
“Buddy, it’s time to wake up.” Jay pressed his body against mine, reaching around to cup the front of my diaper. I pulled a pillow over my head, hoping he wouldn’t realize that I was already awake. I wasn’t sure I’d slept at all because my brain was racing all night with every worst-case scenario that might happen today. I wanted to believe that my family would welcome Jayden with open arms, but after almost slipping and calling him Daddy last
night in front of his family, I couldn’t stop freaking out that I’d do it again.
My parents hadn’t been thrilled when I came out as gay, but as long as I didn’t rock the boat, my sexuality was just something everyone ignored. Today, they wouldn’t be able to pretend they didn’t know. But if they heard me calling him Daddy, or walked in when he tried giving me a few minutes to be Ash, they’d lose their minds.
“Come on, buddy. I know you’re not sleeping.” Jay slipped a hand past the elastic between my legs. My hips rocked forward, seeking his touch where I needed it. “Yeah, you’re needy this morning, aren’t you? Want me to make you feel good?”
“Please, Daddy. Need you in me.” I was still tender from last night’s slow round of lovemaking, but that didn’t lessen my need for him. Jay groaned as I pressed my butt against his erection. I couldn’t feel it through the thick padding, but I knew he was just as hard as I was.
I expected him to take off my diaper. Even if it was a thin line, there was usually a bit of demarcation between little time and sexy time. Until now. I closed my eyes and considered how I felt being little while he rubbed me.
I liked it. Maybe that made me a bit twisted, but there was something sinfully sweet about being Ash while I was this turned on. “When we get home, I’m going to tease you like this all day. I’m not going to let you out of your diaper, but I’m going to make you come in it until I think you’ve had enough. Because you want that, don’t you? You have to work hard to not get your diapers sticky because you’re worried what I’ll think.”
I both loved and hated that he knew me so well. He slid a finger lower, pressing against my taint as his palm massaged my balls.
“Get your binkie, Ash. You wouldn’t want to be loud and have someone hear you.” As I rooted around in the sheets for my pacifier, Daddy turned me onto my back and spread my legs wide. He teased along the elastic, pulling it back as he bent down. My hips arched off the bed when he licked the crease where my leg met my groin. His mouth was so close, yet too far away. He licked another stripe, this time closer to my dick, and I had to stuff the pacifier into my mouth and bite down to keep from crying out when he blew cool air over my damp skin.
When Jay stretched his body over mine to reach for the lube, I wrapped my arms and legs around him, capturing him. I arched my hips off the bed, grinding against him as I fisted my fingers into the back of his hair, pulling his mouth to mine. I spit out the binkie a split second before our lips crashed together. I tightened the hold of my legs around his waist, increasing the friction until Daddy grew desperate for me.
Good.
I didn’t want to wait.
I didn’t want sweet and careful this morning. I wanted him to own me, even if we had come to the agreement that we wouldn’t discuss going bare again until at least summer. I hated him for being sensible, but I understood. We were young and a lot could change. That made me love him even more for caring so much about keeping me safe, even when I wanted to be reckless.
“Don’t need any prep,” I told him as he wiggled out of my grasp. “Just need you in me as soon as possible.”
“Oh, and you think you should be in charge?” Jay teased as he tugged at the tabs of my diaper. He pulled it out from under me and tossed it aside. “What if I woke you early so I could torture you a bit first?”
I opened my mouth to say he wouldn’t do that, but he totally would. As it turned out, my Daddy got off on edging me until my mind shattered when he finally allowed me to come.
“Roll onto your stomach,” he instructed me after sliding off my body. He kissed his way down my spine to my butt. As he sucked and nibbled his way across both globes, I felt like I understood what it meant to have someone worship your body. I definitely felt every ounce of love he was showing me. He dragged a finger through my crease, easing up on the pressure as he neared my hole. “You sure you’re not too tender?”
“Positive,” I promised him. I arched my back as he pushed inside of me. “More, please.”
“Patience,” he chided before pressing his lips between my shoulder blades. He held the position, simply breathing me in. “You’re fucking beautiful, baby. Wish we could spend every morning like this.”
So did I. I was already trying to figure out what excuse I could give my family to cut our visit short. Surely, Jay wasn’t going to want to spend his entire spring break with people he barely knew. Heck, I wasn’t sure I wanted to. Blockading ourselves in this room, and only coming out to eat or use the bathroom, sounded like a much more pleasurable break from classes.
“We’ll get there,” I promised him. We’d been talking about living arrangements for fall semester, and I was starting to agree with him that it would be for the best if we tried finding an apartment of our own, rather than worrying about interruptions and lack of privacy in student housing. Of course, that would depend on finances. We couldn’t do it on our own without both of us having jobs, and then we’d never get time to ourselves.
He pulled out, and when he pressed against my entrance again, I reeled back at the cold lube coating two fingers. Jay wrapped his free arm around my torso, pulling me back. I turned my head to the side, silently pleading for another taste of him. He licked his way across the seam of my lips and my mouth fell slack. He devoured me, fucking my mouth with his tongue, swallowing my cries of pleasure as he crooked two fingers and pegged my prostate.
“Get that ass in the air,” he demanded when he pulled free. My hole clenched, seeking the fullness it was missing. I did as I was told, spreading my legs wide even though being on display for him had me feeling self-conscious.
I closed my eyes and breathed, trying to ignore what I knew was about to happen. I loved feeling him inside of me, but still struggled with relaxing enough to let him in. Jay was not a small man, and it always felt like the was going to split me until the endorphins took over.
He lined up against my hole, sliding the head of his cock back and forth, spreading even more lube around. Jay always made sure I was good and sloppy before he breached me. I wasn’t sure if that was normal or not, but I definitely enjoyed the results. I fisted the sheets when he dug the tips of his fingers into my shoulder. “Ready, baby?”
I nodded, swallowing around the ever-present nerves before saying, “Yes, please.”
“Hmmm, when you ask so sweetly, I’m not sure how I could refuse.” He slowly entered me, stopping to check in and reminding me to let go. Once he was fully seated, he blanketed my body. I reached back, holding him while he gave me time to adjust. “So good, baby. Love you.”
“Love you, too. Now move,” I demanded, curling my fingers around my dick as he pulled back and slid in again. Eventually, it did start to feel good. I rocked back and forth, chasing and retreating. Jay’s hand slid up my chest, pulling me upright as he drilled into me. “Just like that. Harder. Yes!”
“Knew you’d be a demanding boy for me once you got used to it,” Jay praised me. “So sweet.” He nipped my earlobe. “But remember, you need to be quiet for me, otherwise I won’t be able to take care of you when we’re at your parents’ place. I don’t want to go a whole week without feeling this, do you?”
“No, Daddy,” I sobbed, the upper half of my body falling back to the mattress. I pulled a pillow around my head, muffling my cries as Jay pounded me harder. His pace grew erratic and I knew he was about to come. I jerked myself faster, wanting to come at the same time he did.
Daddy’s teeth sunk into my flesh, silencing the scream I knew he wanted to let out as he thrust into me hard one last time, his fingers pressing hard into my hips. I was going to feel this all over.
Good.
Jay’s hand joined mine, his lips at my ears as we started working together to get me off, his dick still pulsing in my ass. “You’re beautiful, Chase. Don’t know how I made it this long without you in my life. Don’t ever want to be alone again.”
“Me neither.” I turned my head and we kissed, slowly and tenderly, as my body tensed, and I came all over our
hands. It was one of the hottest, sweetest, dirtiest moments of my life when Jay pulled out, took off the condom, and used my release to milk one final spurt of come from his own dick, then smeared our combined fluids into my skin.
He moved, settling so his body was half on me and half next to me. The next time I woke, it was to the sound of his mom knocking on the door. “Boys, you need to get up if you want time to eat before you hit the road.”
“Do we have to?” I mumbled into Jay’s chest. “I can call and tell them I missed the bus, so I won’t be able to visit.”
“No, we’re going to drive down there and you’re going to show off your incredibly sexy boyfriend,” Jay teased.
“Oh, someone thinks highly of himself,” I quipped as I slid out from under him. I felt sticky and sweaty and gross. Pretty soon, we were going to have to start giving Gen money toward the water bill. This would be my third shower in twelve hours. “Fine, but when they drive me insane, remember that it’s your fault. You’re going to owe me extra cuddles when we get home.”
“I will give you whatever you need,” he promised. “Jump in the shower while I clean up in here and get our sheets down to the wash. I’ll lay out your clothes.”
Even though I was almost to the door, I turned back, lifting my hand to Jay’s cheek. It was something so small to a lot of people, but the simple act of picking out what I would wear every day allowed me to hold onto a piece of our special bond when I couldn’t be little. “Thank you.”
“No need for thanks, babe.” He swatted my tender backside. “Now go. Stalling isn’t going to make it any easier to leave, and the sooner we go, the sooner we’ll be home.”
When he put it that way, it was hard to argue. At least he’d be with me so I wouldn’t completely lose my mind while at my parents’ place.