My words were slurred as my tongue danced around my finger, drool pooling onto the sheet below me.
“Bun Bun isn’t enough, is it, little one? You need a Daddy to fill that pretty hole, don’t you?”
“Yes! I sowwy Bun Bun, you feel so good, but I needs more.”
Spit dripped from my fingers as I reached back and ghosted my finger over my twitching hole.
“Do it, sweet boy. You know you need it. Do it for Daddy.”
I cried out in the empty room, tears forming in my eyes as I slipped my wet digit past my tightly furled rim. I whimpered as my hips kept driving into Bun Bun’s fuzzy hole and then back onto my finger, sending shockwaves of pleasure up my spine.
My body buzzed with anticipation, and my mind grew fuzzy as I succumbed to the onslaught of pleasure.
“Daddy! Bun bun! I- I gonnas come.”
I hooked my finger searching for my special spot.Oh, fu-fudge, there it is. Crap.I buried my face into Bun Bun, whining as I unloaded into his hole.
“Such a good boy for Daddy. Sweet dreams, little one.”
My hole clenched as I removed my finger. I had barely enough time to roll onto my side and grab my paci before sleep claimedme. I slept soundly with my winky still nestled safely in my stuffie’s hole as I dreamed about my possible new Daddy.
6
Daniel
My heart hammered in my chest as I approached Tristan’s apartment door. I’ve had boys in the past, but nothing has stuck long-term. The need to be a caretaker for my boy ran deep and couldn’t be ignored. While I didn’t mind some bratty behavior now and then, my heart craved to care for a sweet boy like Tristan. Boys as lovely as him were hard to find. We barely knew each other, but the way he described his creations and thesparkle in his eyes as he played with the blocks ignited a flame of hope that burned through my veins like wildfire.
I took several deep breaths and knocked on the door. The last of my tension started to melt away when I heard who I assumed was Ellery, trying to be quiet but failing miserably.
“Tristan, your hot silver fox dragon Daddy is here!”
“Shhh. He might hear you, and he’s not my Daddy. We haven’t even been on our first date… He might not want me.”
“You’re the bestest Tristan! If he doesn’t see that, then he doesn’t deserve you.”
“I just want him to like me, I’m scared I’ll mess up.”
It nearly broke my heart to hear my boy might think he wasn’t good enough. Before I realized it, I was knocking on the door again. I needed to see him.
“Oh, shoot! He’s waiting.”
A calm settled over me when Tristan opened the door, and his soft curls bounced, framing his adorable face. My poor baby was shaking with nerves.
“Hi, I’m so sorry I-”
“He’s nervous.”
Tristan whipped his head to look at Ellery with a pout and whined.
“Elleryyy shhhh.”
My shoulders bounced slightly as I held back a laugh. My body screamed to comfort my boy, but his whining also amused me. He was precious, and I wanted nothing more than to kiss that pout and his nerves right off of him. He looked back at me, and his eyes shone with worry.
“Hey, sweetheart, it’s okay to be nervous. I’m nervous too; it’s perfectly normal.”
Tristan’s eyes widened as he gasped, “You’re nervous too… why?”
“Can you keep a secret?”
