Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 22971 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22971 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
“I’m sorry you’ve ever felt that way. Everyone deserves to be seen and appreciated for who they are. Thank you for your honesty, and I’ll put all my cards on the table as well, no pun intended; it’s true that I’m new to all of this, but I’m not unsure of it. I’ve researched and read everything I could get my hands on to understand and answer my own questions. I would never have stepped foot in here tonight if I didn’t know what I wanted. This isn’t a novelty for me. You aren’t a novelty. I’m here to make a connection, and to be the best Daddy and partner I can be.”
Keegan’s answering smile was nearly blinding, and I was excited that we were on the same page. I wanted to keep the conversation flowing and learn everything I could about him. “What does little time look like for you? What do you enjoy?”
I rubbed the back of his neck as he thought for several long moments before replying, “I like games and toys, but for me, it’s less about playing and more about freedom. I can turn my brain off for a while, and not have to make hard decisions. I want to know that someone is looking out for me and I can just let go and be happy.”
Keegan wanted a caretaker and protector; someone to allow him the safety and freedom to explore. I was quickly realizing that pushing the ‘norm’ and having fun meant more to him than traditional little roles.
He strengthened my assumption when he added, “I’m not really into diapers or bottles, but I’d like for someone to cook for me and make sure I have enough to eat. I like the idea of rewards and punishments, and I love snuggling.”
“So do I.” Hoping it was an invitation, I wrapped my arm around his shoulders, and Keegan happily cuddled closer to me. His body fit perfectly against mine, like he was made for me. It warmed my heart, while his words had my brain spinning with possibilities. “What kinds of rewards do you like?”
He didn’t even need to think before answering, “Candy, cute outfits, maybe a new toy.”
“A soft toy?”
“They’re my favorite.”
I took a mental note before asking curiously, “What about punishments?” Admittedly, I’d never been great in that department; I was basically a pushover when it came to parenting. When I did have to put my foot down, Henley was such a good kid, he didn’t cause a fuss. I never had to punish him much at all. This was obviously a different situation, but I didn’t have much experience to pull from.
“Time outs are okay,” he shrugged. “Or if I’m really naughty, having to skip dessert teaches me a lesson.” I appreciated his input. I wanted to know what worked for him, and what were comfortable boundaries. “But my favorite punishment is spanking.”
I couldn’t deny the allure of the thought of Keegan bent over my lap, his skirt creeping up the back of his thighs, giving a peek of what was beneath. My cock filled and throbbed again until… wait a minute. “If spanking is your favorite, is it even a punishment?”
“Um…yes?” Keegan replied, batting his eyes in a playfully rotten way and making me chuckle. He was sugar and spice, and I loved it. “So…” he dumped his cards out of the box again, and gave us each seven cards. “What do you do?”
“I’m a welder.”
“You use fire to melt metal together?”
“You got it. I work at a manufacturing plant making automotive parts.”
“Is it dangerous?”
“It can be,” I replied with a shrug. “I’ve burned myself a few times over the years, and have learned the hard way to pay more attention. As long as I’m careful, I’m okay.”
“Then you better be very careful,” he insisted with a stern look.
“Excuse me, youngin’, who’s the Daddy here?”
Keegan didn’t laugh at the name or my joke, and the serious expression didn’t leave his face. “You are, but boys can still worry about their Daddies.”
Did…did he just claim me? There was no question in his eyes or on his lips. He just put it out there, and it felt…natural. If he wanted me, I sure as hell wasn’t going to fight it.
“Yes, you can.” There was no question in my mind either. We smiled at each other, and understanding passed between us. I didn’t know where exactly we were heading, or even what our next step was, but this was a beautiful beginning.
“So, do you have any fives, Daddy?”
My heart fluttered in my chest. Euphoria pumped through me so quickly, my head spun. It took everything in me to keep it together enough to answer, “Go fish.”