“I liked building things, making things. I also like taking care of people and problem-solving, so I turned it into a business.”
“Am I a problem that needs solving?”
“What? No. Never. Why are you asking that?” I flipped him around to straddle my lap. “You’re a special boy who deserves everything, and I want to give that to you.”
“What’s everything mean?”
“Whatever we want it to mean.”
“Can we cuddle?”
“Of course, get comfortable.” Gilly turned sideways and tucked his head into the crook of my neck.
“This is nice. I like this. It’s…comforting, and I’ve never had this. I’ve always felt like a problem that never fit anywhere. My parents pretty much thought that’s what I was, too. A problem. At least it felt that way.”
I rubbed his hair and rocked as best I could, wishing we were in an actual rocking chair. “You are no problem at all, and you can cuddle with me anytime you want.” I wanted to suggest that he nurse, but I didn’t want to push him too hard or fast, but I should have known better. Gilly was going to go for what he wanted, now that he knew he could have it.
“Can I do that nursey thing? With you, I mean. I, uh, saw that on that website Rob shared with me.”
“The Lactin Brotherhood site?”
“Yes. Can we do that?” Was that excitement in his voice? Could it be possible this sweet Little I nearly declined meeting was actually the right boy for me?
“Of course we can.” I pulled my shirt off and unstrapped the bindings from my chest, Gilly’s eyes clocked my every move. He shifted down, then latched on quickly as if he’d been doing it forever, making me sigh deeply knowing he was more than accepting, he wanted to participate.
The dual sensations of his sucking and the pressure relief tugged at my groin. My dick got hard so fast I dizzied. Moaning, I cuddled him closer, cradling as best I could. After a couple of minutes, he was moaning softly, and I’d never felt such satisfaction. I’d nursed a few random boys at the club over the years, but none of them were like this. It made me think I should have sought out my own boy sooner, but then again, if I had, I doubted I would have found Gilly. He made all the difference.
When that teat went dry, I shifted him to the other. He wiggled around, rubbing against my cock as he got comfortable, and I wrapped my arms around him. I rubbed his arm and slowly moved lower, caressing his leg and accidentally brushing across his dick. “Well, well, look at how hard you are.”
Gilly giggled, breaking his suction. “I like that. Feels good.”
“Yeah? What do you think we should do about it?”
“I dunno.” His Little peeked out again and giggled.
I stroked his cock over his pants, wishing we’d gotten more comfortable earlier. “Here…” I pulled him back to my chest, and he took the hint, latching on again. I continued slow strokes along his pants, right over his shaft. He sucked until he was squirming around so much he couldn’t continue, and I was nearly empty anyway. Gilly’s tight behind wiggled on my lap so much it drove me insane.
“You’re making me crazy, boy.” I moved my hand to his waistband to unbutton his pants, but one-handed didn’t work well. “I want to take care of you. Do you know what rubbies are?”
He shrugged. “Rubbies? What’s that?”
“When I rub you to make you feel all better. Can I touch you?”
“Yes, please. I’d like that.”
I slid him onto the couch, where I could use both hands to finish the job and yank his pants and underwear down. He was long and thick, but not overly so, and I needed to taste him. “How about blowies instead?”
“Pretty sure I know what that means.” He wiggled his butt. “I would like that too, please.”
I licked the wet spot from the tip before sucking him down, until he hit the back of my throat. I was good at that and knew it would drive him wild. It didn’t take much to get him bucking and moaning. He ran his fingers through my hair, not grabbing or pulling, simply touching. “Daddy…”
“I’ve got you, boy.”
Gilly was turned to the side enough so that I could get halfway on the couch and thrust my hips against it, seeking the friction my own cock desired. I watched his beautiful face, full lips, andhigh cheekbones as he flushed. His eyes shut tight, squinting as he froze and moaned. “C-Coming…Nate…” His Little was long gone, but that hardly mattered. The look on his face was so genuine and ethereal as he came, it pushed me right over with him. I released in my pants like a schoolboy and sucked down everything he had to offer.
He stretched his hands over his head and made a delicious sound. “Ahh…” then he sat up fast and threw himself into my arms, hands around my neck. “That was so good. Do you want me to?—”
“No. I, uh…did already.” I glanced down, and Gilly’s gaze followed mine.
