letting what happened with Anthony control my life, and that meant I needed to trust Theron. He
wanted to be my Daddy and I wanted to be his little boy. There was no reason to hold back.
Except, he wanted to help me get dressed. And that meant he was going to see… I reached down,
rubbing my palm against the front of my pants. I didn’t think he would laugh at my junk; that wasn’t
how good Daddies behaved. But would he want to touch it?
Did Iwanthim to want to touch it?
I’d lost count of how many times I’d closed my eyes and jerked off using my left hand, pretending
it was a Daddy’s fingers manipulating my little dick. When I was alone, I wasn’t self-conscious about
my growth down there. I was dang proud of it because that wasmine.I might not look like other guys,
but I definitely didn’t look like a girl, either.
Maybe Daddy would like my junk, too.
“Are you playing with yourself, Sammy?” Theron chuckled when I blinked rapidly, my mouth
hanging open. I wouldn’t lie to him, but I also didn’t want to admit the truth. Yes, I had been playing
with my junk and I was hard. It hurt. I wanted to be like some of the boys I’d seen at the club and
straddle his thigh so I could rub one out. But he hadn’t given me permission for that. “You know, if
you’re okay with it, maybe I could play with you since you’ve been such a brave boy for me today.”
“You’d want to do that?” I gaped at him again. He actually sounded eager about the idea of
playing with my little dick.
I moaned, pressing against Theron’s hand when he pushed mine out of the way and cupped my
groin. “Daddy’s been dying to seeall of yousince the other night. I know it’s something that’s new for
us, but I can’t wait to see that precious treasure. When you’re ready, I’m going to give it kisses and
blow you because that’s part of what good Daddies do.”
If he kept talking like that, he wouldn’t have to worry about it because I was going to come soon. I
could already feel my briefs getting wet. It was uncomfortable. Yeah, Daddy changing me was
definitely a good idea.
“I want that, Daddy,” I admitted. I closed my eyes, taking a moment to consider how it felt to call
someone Daddy for the first time. It felt…right. Theron was Daddy. Maybe someday, he’d be even
more, but for now I would take what I could get.
“Will you do that tonight?” I asked as Daddy led me through the house. The upstairs was a lot like
the downstairs, except there were framed pictures of the ocean and mountains dotted along the walls
