by Laurie Lochs
Good night, beautiful boy. You've done more for me these past few weeks than you could ever know.
I went to bed. This time, I didn't even consider fantasizing about my boy. It was enough to know he was sleeping safe in my house, away from the pressures of the world. I didn't need his little body wrapped around me, and I certainly didn't want to ruin the beautiful moment we'd had by fantasizing about him. Though it was something I very much wanted, it was more important that Trevor was safe. With the moonlight pooling on the hardwood floor, I pulled the blankets to my chin and fell asleep.
In the middle of the night, I was awakened by three soft knocks on the door. My eyes shot open. I brought my thumb to my throat and glanced around the room, looking for the intruder. But there was only moonlight seeping through the window, creeping past the curtains and painting pictures on the floor. It reminded me of the butter on the popcorn, which then reminded me of Trevor, my baby boy who was still fast asleep in his room.
Asleep, Ash. He still sleeping. The three knocks you heard must've been a dream.
I turned to the other side of the bed and closed my eyes. I was about to re-enter the dream I'd been in when three more knocks jolted me awake.
I threw the blankets off my body and heaved myself to the door. It wasn’t a dream. When I opened the door, Trevor was standing with his head facing the floor, the little teddy bear dangling by his side.
“Sweet boy?" I whispered. "What's wrong?"
"Bad dream, Daddy.”
My hand trembled. Immediately, I dropped to one knee and scooped Trevor into my arms. His soft teddy bear with the stitched heart brushed against my hip. I pried it gently from his hand and held it tight. "Come into Daddy's room and tell him the bad dream."
Trevor nodded softly and followed me into the room. After flicking on the lamp on the bedside table, I sat him on the bed and pulled up a chair. I held his soft hand in my own, running my fingers over his palm as he trembled in the moonlight. He scrunched his eyes real tight and tried to recall his dream.
"What is it? Please tell me your bad dream, sweet boy.” I gave him the teddy bear. “Daddy needs to know so he can fight the monsters."
Trevor sniffled. "It was so scary, Daddy. I dreamt that I was… Well, I dreamt I was performing in the Dungeon in my favorite kink. I was wearing a pair of ‘special underwear’ and playing songs on the piano. At first, I thought everyone would be excited for me and clapping like you and Veronica did. But instead of applauding, when I glanced up, they were… Fuck, Daddy. They were laughing at me. They weren’t excited at all. It was almost like I was in high school again…”
I caressed his cheek. “What happened in high school, baby boy?”
“I never told you this,” Trevor whispered. He stared into my eyes. “When I was 16, I performed in the high school talent show and embarrassed myself very badly. I-I was ready to play the piano, but when I went to the keys, I couldn’t make a sound. I’d worn a beautiful fluffy diaper to comfort me, but my khakis slipped down and the entire auditorium saw it. They looked at my diaper and laughed at me. And in my dream, it was just like that… I was so scared and shy in my special underwear, standing on the stage, with everybody seeing me for who I truly was."
My heart fluttered. "Dear boy," I whispered, "that must have been such a scary dream. Daddy feels so bad you had to go through that. Here," I said, bringing the teddy to Trevor's chest. He sniffled and buried his nose in the teddy’s fur. "Please know that there is not one person at the club who will make fun of you. You’re so talented, sweet boy. Your songs are the best I've ever heard."
“But they’re going to laugh," Trevor blurted out, “if I'm singing in my special underwear. I wanted them to jerk off while watching me, like Steven said. I even masturbated while thinking about that, sitting in front of everyone in my diaper… Maybe even wetting myself or going number 2. I wanted the entire audience to pull out their cocks and fantasize about me, but this dream showed me I was wrong… They’re not going to think I’m sexy at all, Daddy. They’re going to laugh.”
His words were a brick to my windpipe. "No, sweet boy. You got it all wrong. We’re a BDSM club, baby. That's what we like. We’ve had drag queens and other performers for talent night since we incorporated, but we've never had somebody like you. This is what we've all been wanting to see more than anything. A beautiful little boy like you, embracing the kink of his choice. You’re just what Asteria needs. I’m so proud of you, Trevor… Even though you haven’t given your performance yet, I know my guests are going to love it. They’re going to love you, too.”
"I guess I'm still scared, Daddy."
I cleared my throat and sat next to Trevor. "Daddy understands that. But it's a silly worry, baby boy. We’re excited to see you perform."
Trevor sniffled. "You mean it?"
“Yes.” I squeezed his thigh. "I mean it with all my heart."
Trevor took a troubled breath. He let all the air out until there was none left. "I wish I could say I felt better," he said, rubbing his eyes. "But I don't know if I do."
"It's okay, baby boy.” I stroked his cheek. “You don't have to feel comfortable about anything. The truth is that you haven't given your performance yet and you've only performed in front of a handful of people. It is going to be scary singing your song in front of a crowd that doesn't know you. But they understand who you are. Even if you sing the worst song in the world, they would still support you because you’re part of the community.”
Trevor bit his lip.
“You belong, sweet boy. You might not know them right now, but they’re family. I know I've only been your Daddy for an afternoon, but you're so special to me and… Well, shit. You’re family."
Trevor stared into my eyes. Without warning, he suddenly rushed towards me and planted a kiss on my lips. My eyes widened in shock and my heart raced. But Trevor didn't stop kissing me, he pressed his hot mouth against mine and stuck his tongue in between my lips, forcing it deeper into my mouth and exploring my lips. I tried to kiss him back but I was too paralyzed to move.
When Trevor broke away, I saw he was crying. "Don't cry, sweet boy," I whispered, my voice quaky. "Daddy is so grateful you told him your scary dream. You were right to come to Daddy. It's his job to protect you from scary things.”
Trevor let a soft moan escape his lips. He turned to me again. Without a word, he rushed towards me and slammed his lips against mine. This time, he didn't let go. He ran his fingers through my hair and pulled it hard. Flame shot down my spine. I wrapped the boy in my arms, stroking his soft back through his onesie and gripping his ass. With his free hand, Trevor held my neck as hard as he could, afraid to let go. Then he slipped a hand down my pajama bottoms and grasped my cock.
"Baby boy," I whispered in a low voice, "do you know what you're doing?"
Trevor nodded slowly. He didn't look away.
"Daddy needs to protect you, sweet boy. That comes first before sex."
"I understand, Daddy. Do you want me to remove my hand?”
“Yes, boy. This is the time for comfort. Not sex.”
Trevor nodded. He removed his hand and brought it to his nose. He inhaled and shuddered. After flicking off the bedside lamp, I pulled the duvet covers over us and held him close, never letting go. He was a top but tonight he was my baby spoon. Trevor responded to my care, molding to my touch. I didn't let my hands travel down his waist or touch him in any way. Instead, I let my arms cradle him, trying with everything I had to make sure he didn't feel my rock hard cock pressing up against his soft ass.
Except suddenly Trevor sort of wiggled beneath me and inched backwards into my body, so that his perky ass came in contact with my cock, and as much as I tried not to look at him and focus on protecting him from the world, I found myself unable to resist his impish charms. This disturbed me, but there was nothing I could do. Even more so a moment later when Trevor suddenly inched his tight perky ass right into my loaded gun and moaned loud enough to shoot daggers into my heart.
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br /> "Daddy…" he whispered, inching himself further against my cock.
"Yes, little one?"
"It's…" he whispered, wriggling free of my grip. He turned around in the bed to face me. "It's so hard."
I nodded solemnly. "Yes, sweet boy. If that makes you uncomfortable, we can turn the other way. I don't want you to feel any pressure at all."
“Oh, no," Trevor gasped, biting his lip in the moonlight. His little body trembled. “You misunderstood. It’s… Well, it’s making me so excited to feel your hard cock."
“Is it making your cock wet, sweet boy?"
"Yes, Daddy. It's making me want to, well…"
I trailed my finger across Trevor's cheek. "Is Trevor reacting physically?"
Trevor let out a soft giggle and nodded quickly. "Yes, Daddy," he whispered, threading his fingers through mine. He brought my hand to the middle of his body and forced me to touch. “Trevor doesn't know what to do with all the excitement in his body."
I let out a soft moan. Then I leaned across the space between us and pressed my lips against Trevor's. Immediately, his body loosened and he wrapped his leg over mine. I slammed my lips into his, firmly running my tongue over his gums and teeth. I probed his mouth with my tongue, never pausing a moment. I didn't want to stop, not now. The boy had made it clear that he wanted so much more than my protection. He was ready and willing, and most importantly, he'd given his consent.
"Can you let Daddy touch it? Will you give Daddy that gift?"
Trevor nodded and rushed towards my neck. He bit my neck and moaned softly in my ear. "Yes, Daddy. Please touch my cock."
I shuddered. After running a hesitant finger over his hip bone, I trailed my thumb down his hairless tummy until I reached his cock. I unbuttoned the onesie and slip my hand inside. Trevor gasped, and his body contorted as I wrapped my fingers around his firm cock. It was at least 6 inches and there was already pre-come pulling at the tip.
"Oh God," Trevor murmured, rubbing his nose against my neck. He moaned and bit my earlobe. "So good, Daddy. So nice and soft."
"Yes, little one. Your body is soft and downy, like a little puppy boy. Daddy likes your cock and he's so grateful you're letting this happen between us.”
"Yes," Trevor murmured, thrusting into my palm. I gripped his cock tighter and ran my fingers up and down the length. With two fingers, I stroked his taint and cupped his balls. Trevor's body bucked beneath me.
"Is that okay, baby boy? Daddy touching your taint?"
"Yes, Daddy," Trevor moaned, thrusting into me. "Daddy can touch Trevor wherever he likes. As long as…"
I was in the middle of peeling back Trevor's soft foreskin when I froze. "As long as what?"
Trevor let out a pained moan. "As long as Trevor gets to fuck Daddy at the end of the night."
Something deep rumbled through me. It felt like I was standing at the bottom of a cliff and an avalanche was about to rocket down. "Yes," I murmured, peppering Trevor's soft neck with kisses. "Daddy wants to take Trevor's thick cock in his ass. Yes, boy. You’re so thoughtful for offering that gift to Daddy.”
"Oh, Daddy," Trevor gasped, thrusting into my palm. He bucked his hips so hard that his cock accidentally smudged against my hairy thigh. I moaned and felt a wet patch grow on my thigh, and I realized the boy had accidentally brushed his pre-come against my skin.
This was too much. I removed my hands from his cock and cupped his balls again. Trevor's body quivered beneath me, and he frantically thrust into me, again and again as if this was the only way to put out the flame. But I wasn't letting him off this easily. He would fuck me, but first… He was going to feel my mouth on his cock.
I pressed my lips against Trevor's and gripped his waist. "Don't move, baby. Were going to try something new. If Trevor doesn't like that, he can let Daddy know.”
Trevor nodded. I pried myself away from his lips and kissed all the way down to his cock. I felt it brush against my throat and my chin, until at last it sprung forth and bounced into my nose. With my left hand, I peeled back his foreskin and placed his soft, velvety balls in my mouth. Trevor's body trembled beneath me, and he clenched his thighs against the side of my head, but I quickly pried them apart so I could better access his cock. I pulled the foreskin all the way back until the head glistened in the moonlight. Then, I closed my eyes and removed his balls from my mouth, and they swung downwards and crashed into his taint like small boulders. I kissed his hairless thighs, and soft, bony abdomen, until I reached his throbbing cock. I ran my tongue along the underbelly of the shaft, planting soft kisses along the skin until he cried out he couldn’t take it anymore.
“N-No, Daddy. I’m going to come.”
“Yes, baby boy… Fill Daddy with your come. Give Daddy your gift, baby boy.”
After flicking my tongue along his slit, I pulled his foreskin all the way back and inhaled. A bead of pre-come got on my nose, and so I wiped my nose on Trevor's trembling shaft and then placed the soft head in my mouth. Trevor gasped and grabbed my hair. He yanked it, hard. But I pressed him back into the bed, not letting him go. I took the length down my throat, savoring every drop. It was so salty and soft, and I knew I was the first and only man to taste this boy's flesh. He was utterly untouched.
At last, I released myself and moved back up to kiss him. Trevor glued his mouth to mine, refusing to let go. His little teeth bit my lower lip and caused a second chill to shoot down my spine. When we broke apart, he could do nothing but stare at me with dazzled eyes.
"It's so good, Daddy."
“Yeah, boy.” I continued stroking his soft body. My belly rolled over his soft frame and smothered him. But I knew Trevor liked it, he liked my thick, hairy belly spilling across his tiny tummy on this bed. It made him feel safe, protected. If there was any moment when he changed his mind, I would release his thin, hairless body from my grasp and bring him back to his bedroom. But Trevor didn’t want to stop anytime soon.
I heaved myself onto Trevor's chest and peeled my cock out of my own pajamas. His eyes shot open as the cock bounced in front of his lips. With a devilish grin, he flicked his tongue over the tip and peeled back the foreskin. He moaned as a small drop of pre-come landed on his tongue. He gripped my thick ass with his small hands, and thrust the cock down his throat, taking every drop and refusing to let a bead slip onto the sheets. I moaned and ran my fingers through his long hair. Trevor gripped my balls with his right hand and massaged them as he sucked me hard. He took every inch of me down his throat, only gagging when he reached the end. At last, he glanced up at me with sparkling eyes, and swallowed my pre-come.
"It feels so good, baby boy. You're doing such a good job on Daddy's cock."
Trevor's body trembled. "Thank you, Daddy," he whispered, rubbing the cock over his nose and lips. He jerked it slowly, relishing in the sight of the foreskin going up and down, covering and uncovering the throbbing glands. "It feels so good to make Daddy happy."
I grinned and parted his beautiful locks. "You're doing such a good job. Daddy's happier than he's been in a long time."
But without warning, Trevor suddenly withdrew from my cock. He leaned back into the pillow and let go. At once, a wave of loss washed over me. Was he having second thoughts? Did he not want to continue?
I was about to ask him has as much when suddenly he opened his mouth and said, “Daddy’s had his fun with Trevor’s cock. Now, it’s time to fuck Daddy.”
Chapter 23
Trevor
Ash stared at me in shock. For a second, terror gripped me that he no longer wanted me to fuck him. But then our conversation at Asteria from this afternoon came rushing back into my mind and I knew he was okay with it. It was something he wanted. He let me know a second later by bending down for a kiss.
"Yes, little one," he whispered gruffly, squeezing my nipple. I yelped and wiggled in delight. "I'm ready for baby’s cock."
A wave of relief and pleasure washed over me. "Get ready, Daddy," I whispered, a devilish grin on my face. "Thi
s is baby’s first time."
I let out a sick laugh and wriggled free from Daddy’s warm belly. I ordered him to lie face down on the mattress. Before he submitted, he directed me to a bottle of lube and conDoms on the bedside table. I grabbed the lube and rubbed it all over my cock, getting inside of the folds of my foreskin. Fire flickered through my shaft. I didn't pause to observe how my cock looked in the light or how it contrasted with Ash's thick, hairy ass. I was going to be inside of him. That was all that mattered. But first I needed to prepare myself for entry.
I grabbed the loop and squirted a bunch on my finger. I spread Ash's thick cheeks and inserted my finger. Ash moaned and throbbed into the bed. I grinned and tried to insert a second finger. But his body clenched and it wouldn't let me inside.
"Is something wrong, Daddy? Why can’t I enter your hole?”
Ash buried his face in the pillow. "No, sweet boy. It's been so long since Daddy’s done this. He's just tight."
I breathed a sigh of relief. Because that was good, wasn't it? Wasn’t the “bottom” supposed to be tight? I didn't want to hurt Daddy, but at the same time knew that it would be a perfect first time if he was tight like he said. I was pondering this in my mind when, without my realizing it, my middle finger suddenly slipped into his hole, and Ash's entire body heaved on the sheet in front of me.
I glanced down in pleasant surprise. "It's in, Daddy. I fit my finger inside."
Ash laughed. "You're doing such a good job, boy. At this rate, you're going to be a Daddy Dom in no time."
I burst into laughter and slipped a third finger in. But this proved to be too much for Ash, who suddenly twitched in a very different way beneath me. I withdrew the finger and immediately apologized.