Daddy T wrapped his arms around my waist. “What were we talking about, dear boy?”
“Me. I think. At least I hope it was me. Unless you have another boy?” If he said it’s another boy, I’ll run far away as fast as I can.
“Yes, sweetheart. We were talking about you and no, there’s no other boy.” He gave me a squeeze, and I laid my head on his shoulder, feeling a story was coming. “I’ve had boys before, littles even, but the last one I had was about a year ago. He wasn’t a true little like you, he wanted more of a Daddy-boy relationship. His name was Dougie and we just kind of grew apart. One day when I got home from work, he was gone. Moved out and found another Daddy.”
“Oh.” That explains why he wore a sad Daddy face so much. Or did, because he smiled a lot more when he was with me.
“I’m just,” he paused and took a deep breath. “I really like you, Jamie.”
Great, here it comes. But you’re too needy and you talk too much.My bottom lip quivered. I was seconds away from crying.
“Please, sweet boy, don’t be sad. Ugh, I’m screwing this up.”
I wanted to run away. Another Daddy was saying goodbye and this one I really liked.
“Fuck, I can’t do this.”
I didn’t bother to point out he said a naughty word. It wasn’t worth it and besides it doesn’t matter. He’s not my Daddy and probably never will be. I’m doomed to be a lonely boy forever.
“You’ll tell me if I screw this up? Yes, I’m the Daddy and you’re the boy, but daddies make mistakes too.” He shook his head. “I really want you to be my boy, Jamie.”
“Um, what?”
“I want to be your Daddy, Jamie. Will you give me a chance?”
Daddies don’t ask, let alone sorta-kinda beg. Especially not the ones I’ve known. The tears came and there was nothing I could do to stop them.
“Oh, sweet boy, I didn’t mean to upset you. I’m so sorry, what can I do to fix this?”
“Fix this? There’s nothing to fix. You. Really. Wanna. Be. My. Daddy?” I managed to get the words out between sobs.
He wiped the tears from my face and tucked my hair behind my ear. “Yes sweetheart, more than you know.” When Daddy T pressed his lips to mine my mind went blank and the kiss ended before I got a chance to really enjoy it. But we were at Henry’s house, and this wasn’t the place for naughty stuff. I think…
I bounced up and down and forgot I was on his lap until he groaned. “Sorry Daddy T.”
“It’s okay, just didn’t want you to hurt anything…important.”
My hand automatically covered my mouth, but the giggles came anyway. “Yes, we don’t want that at all, Daddy T.”
“Yes, and your squirming is waking important things up that shouldn’t be woken at our friends’ house.” More giggles escaped cause my naughty mind immediately went to what Daddy T’s toy could look like. Would it be long and thin orooohhh, would it be so thick it filled me perfectly like a big plug. I was a bad boy. Good thing Daddy couldn’t read my mind. “Someone’s being a naughty boy.”
Or could he?
“He-he, sorry Daddy T.” If he’s my Daddy, do I still need to add a name or an initial? I mean, he was my only Daddy. “Can I just call you Daddy now?”
“Yes, you don’t need to add the T unless you want to. Should we get back inside? Henry probably misses you.”
“Yes,” I hopped off and took his hand and drug him back inside. “Guess what? I have a Daddy of my own!”
“Yay!” Henry cheered and ran over and squeezed the bezesus out of me. “Jamie’s got a Daddy.” We sang and danced while our Daddy’s got dinner on the table.
“All right silly boys,” Mitchell called out, “dinner time.”
Henry’s daddies sat us next to each other with a line of yummy dippy sauces in front of us. “Yay, tots. I love tots, they’re fun to dip-dip-dip. First comes the nuggie. Dippy, dippy, dippy.” I popped it in my mouth and shimmied in my seat. “That sauce was nummy. Now for a tot-tot-tot.” Into sauce number two. “Another nummy sauce.”
Daddy sat beside me, and I smiled at him. I couldn’t help it, he made me happy. “Sweet boy, may I ask why you do things in threes?”
I shook my shoulders up and down three times if my count was right. I’d never noticed before… “I dunno. It’s much more fun.” I thought about it then it hit me. “The first one gets you ready, the second links the first and third. When the third comes, you’re ready to dive in and excitedly dancing for the nummy goodies.” With a wiggle of my tush, I dipped another nugget and held it up for him. “Here Daddy, try it.”
