“No, not even with Raina. We didn’t even talk about it, and it wasn’t something I was interested in.” He curled an arm around the back of my seat and dragged me closer so his knees touched my thigh. The kiss he laid on my cheek had me smiling. “Did I upset you?”
“No.” I turned my head, and he gently pressed his lips to mine. Sighing into his mouth, my eyes slipped closed as I reveled in how perfectly everything was going. I’d never imagined I would get to be with Dare, yet here I was kissing him. I’d called him Daddy last night. “I would never pressure you. I know you’ve never been interested in men before this and it’s different. I just….” I huffed when he touched his hand to my shoulder and dragged me against his chest. “Can I be honest?”
“Of course, baby.”
“I’ve dreamed of this moment for so long. Us. Together. You being my Daddy, and me being your boy. I told you what I used to think about while I jerked it. You’ve been my fantasy since I knew how to tug my dick.” I licked my dry lips and glanced at him, searching his gaze. “I enjoy everything we do together, Daddy. Everything. You let me wear my belly, and you look at me like I’m the most beautiful person you’ve ever seen.”
“Because you are.”
I nodded, feeling braver. “I’ve also dreamed of you inside me, fucking me, and filling me with your seed. Coming so deep inside me that you knock me up until I’m round with your baby.”
He shuddered against me and let out a sharp breath.
“And I would never pressure you, but do you know how much time you’ll need? Is there anything I can do to help? I can let you watch me fuck myself with my dildos. Or we can watch gay porn together, but those movies don’t help much. They don’t show the reality of sex.”
“Z.” He grabbed my chin in a gentle hold and stroked his thumb along my jaw. I sighed and leaned into his touch. “I don’t know. It’s stupid—”
“It’s not,” I argued, but he shushed me.
“It is. I’m a straight guy. No, I’m bi?” He scoffed. “No. I’m Z-oriented.”
I chuckled and my cheeks grew hotter.
“But I want to do this right. It’s not just anal sex between us, Z. It’s more than that. It’s me learning to be your Daddy and understanding your love of being bred and your belly. I want this to be right because I can’t get this wrong. I won’t.” He smoothed his palm over my cheek, and I tilted my head into his hand. “I care too much about you.”
“I know, Daddy.” I blinked at him carefully, and the sound of the shower stopping was a signal I needed to hurry this conversation up before Mrs. Darrow came downstairs again. “We’ll go as slow as you want.”
“I have an idea for after Mom leaves, though. If you’re interested.” His eyes sparkled, and curiosity had me sitting up straighter. I grinned at him, excitement swelling inside me.
“Yeah, I’m definitely interested.” I shifted in my seat, possible scenarios running through my mind. All the fantasies I’d had since I was twelve bombarded me at once, and the only thing that brought me back to reality was a kiss he gave me on the mouth.
Not long later, Mrs. Darrow left after she gave us each a peck on the cheek and told us to “be good,” something she always did as a way of saying goodbye. She had on her favorite frilly pink flower dress that swished with every step she took. I thought she looked beautiful as she always did, but she could wear a garbage bag and I’d still think she was one of the most gorgeous women in the world. Then again, I was biased. She was like a second mother to me.
Once we knew the Uber had gone, Dare grabbed my hand and dragged me upstairs. Laughing, all I could do was let him lead me to my bedroom, where he closed the door. He grabbed the baby belly out of the closet and presented it to me.
“Get down to your underwear, boy.”
I trembled at the deepness of his voice and took the belly from him. “What are we doing, Daddy?”
“Daddy gave you orders. Do it.” His tongue slid across his bottom lip as he stepped back and crossed his arms. It was as though he wanted to memorize my every move, and I couldn’t say no to that. I liked him watching me as if he was a tiger and I was an innocent deer.
I laid the belly on my bed before I slowly slid off my shirt. I took my time, letting him enjoy every inch of skin I revealed to him. Smoothing a hand down my chest and stomach, I smiled as sweetly as I could at him. When my hand reached the waistband of my shorts, I slowly slipped them down my legs, leaving me in the bright pink briefs I’d bought last week.
He didn’t break his gaze with me the entire time, and excited tingles shot through me and settled in my balls. My cock filled and plumped, jerking under his attention as I grabbed my belly again and pressed it against my stomach, strapping it up at the back like I’d learned to do ever since I’d bought it.
I stayed still, waiting for his next direction.
He dropped his arms and stepped closer, running his palm across the bulge of my belly. It was a simple movement but one that had my cock throbbing. “Look what I did to you, boy,” he whispered, a touch of nerves making his voice wobble slightly. “All round and supple, growing with Daddy’s seed.”
I let out a sharp breath, pleasure heating my blood and making me feel hot all over. “Just for you, Daddy.”
“Such a good boy.” He slid his hand higher, over my chest and up my neck. I shivered and nibbled at my bottom lip until he pulled at it with his thumb.
Popping my mouth open, I stared at him for a moment before he took the cue and slid his fingers between my lips. I sucked eagerly, moaning around his thick digits while imagining they were his cock instead.
“Look at you, boy,” he whispered, voice deepening. “So hot.”
I ran my tongue over his fingertips. Grasping his wrist, I let his fingers slip from my mouth. “Please, Daddy, tell me what you want.”
