Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 57034 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 285(@200wpm)___ 228(@250wpm)___ 190(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57034 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 285(@200wpm)___ 228(@250wpm)___ 190(@300wpm)
His wince said he understood some of what I’d gone through. “That’s…I’m sorry.”
Shrugging, I brushed off the memories. “They finally realized there was nothing safe that could be done and I learned to hide it. People are more accepting now than they used to be, but it’s not something that I ever saw as…as something that people would prefer in a partner.”
Trying not to smile, Milo swallowed. “That’s a good way to describe it.”
Chuckling, because he was just adorable, I shrugged. “First impressions shouldn’t be crass.”
And his giggle finally escaped.
“Victor dragged me to join the social side of the Lactin Brotherhood about a year ago, though I’ve been a member for years. It’s been hit or miss finding people that I’ve enjoyed talking to, and most of the men who’ve approached me have been…aggressively interested in one thing.” It’d actually been overwhelming, which hadn’t helped my ability to get to know them.
Which had just reinforced what people thought of as my stern and boring demeanor.
“Then we’re lucky that Dally was ridiculous.” Looking more at ease and with a cheeky smile on his face, Milo shrugged. “And that I’m interested in you because you’re a sexy Daddy…the other stuff is just a happy bonus.”
Yes, we were very lucky indeed.
Chapter 3
Milo
“A happy bonus, huh?” Elias was trying not to smile but his eyes almost sparkled. “Well, I’m glad you’re able to suffer through the idea of having to deal with it.”
It.
His milk.
I’d found a Daddy and he could feed me.
Every time I got control of myself, my dick tried to get attention again but I was a good boy and ignored him. “That’s…that’s what you do when you’re getting to know someone interesting.”
Yep, you just suffered and waited until it was polite to tell them how sexy they were.
And how funny.
And how sweet.
He’d gotten me juice with a straw.
“I’m glad we’ve both found interesting people to get to know.” Elias was still trying not to smile but he was almost giggling and looked like a very happy Daddy.
But he wasn’t a Daddy yet.
We were just talking about it.
“I’m interesting too.” Because of lots of reasons. “I’m glad…I’m glad you don’t mind.”
“I don’t.” Elias was very Daddy as he picked up the fork and cut a bit of a meatball for me. “I think I’m going to really like it.”
Yay.
“But…but it’s okay if you like parts and don’t like parts.” Daddy Elias held out the fork and fed me a bite. It was so good my yummy tummy sounds came out and made him smile.
“I’m assuming it will be like any other aspect of BDSM. There will be parts I’m drawn to and things I don’t like.” Daddy Elias smiled as he got another bite ready for me. “You’ll just have to help me make a limits list and we’ll go through it together.”
“Do you know anything about being a Daddy?” Well, he knew about feeding boys who liked to be taken care of.
“Let me think.” Looking very thinky, Daddy Elias fed me more yummy goodies and didn’t rush the question at all. “I understand the caretaking aspect of it. I’m not worried about the practical side of any of that. I think it’s just something I need to explore before I can figure out what parts are my favorite.”
Daddy Elias didn’t look like littles made him nervous or made him feel weird. It was kind of sad that the other littles hadn’t gotten a chance to get to know him, but I was glad he wanted to talk to me…and I was glad that Dally had made him not frowny first too.
Dally made everyone smile, even my frowning Daddy who didn’t realize he was my Daddy.
“I can help you explore. Being a Daddy is easy.” We’d get to cuddle and play and be happy together. “What…what kind of other sub stuff do you want to keep?”
Daddy Elias looked confused as he got me a bite of pasta salad, so I knew I had to explain. “Like…do you want me to kneel?”
He smiled.
He got it.
“I can do that. I just get…well…kinda bored.” It was so hard to be still and quiet. “I start off real good but then my mind starts thinking about toys and funner stuff and then I’m not big anymore and little me doesn’t like to kneel.”
Oh well.
Daddy Elias gave me a bite and put on his thinking face. “Well, I think you’d be cute if you were kneeling but I don’t want you to get bored. So we don’t have to do that, but what if we tried to find ways to make it fun?”
Kneeling could be fun?
“Like…like a quiet game kind of fun?” I’d never figured out why some Daddies liked that game. It was boring too.
“No.” Shaking his head, Daddy Elias looked like he knew it was boring. “Something more active than that. I’ll think about some ideas but no kneeling in one place being bored. Just fun kneeling.”