Little Baby Boy
Two men who aren’t quite sure what they want but know what they need.
SAGE:
My past daddies have been honest about their non-exclusivity. I gave it a try, but deep inside me it hurts. My dream is: I want a daddy all to myself. I’m young; I’ve got plenty of time. I don’t need to find a daddy right away. I can still go to the kink clubs and happily watch my friends from the sidelines. But it doesn’t seem like the right place to find what I’m looking for.
Until…
He walks in. A tremble rushes over my body. I don’t even know if he’s a daddy but who cares? I can’t breathe.
PRESTON:
I allow my old college buddy to drag me to the club because I have nothing else to do on a warm Friday night. It was fun years ago when I was young and wild, but now I want more than hookups and the clubs are not the places to find that.
Lots of leather. Lots of tattoos. Big rooms nicely set up for public whippings, spankings and sex. It’s more crowded than I remember. I’ve come here straight from work. Am I the only one in a suit?
At thirty-five, my libido stirs a bit less at random g-strings with the full package, or harnessed muscles so big most flexibility is lost. It’s all nice, of course, but I long for something else. I just don’t know what that is yet.
Maybe I’ll know when I see it.
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