by Mia Monroe
“All yours.”
“Ready for a treat? Then we need to go have breakfast and wake Finn.”
“Treat. I’m so spoiled, but...please.”
“Want Daddy’s cock in your mouth?”
His words calm me instantly. “Yes.”
He scoots back on the bed. “Then come get it.”
I climb after him and, on my hands and knees, suck him into my mouth. As I suck, his fingers tickle my hole and play with my cage. I’ve never felt as perfect as I do right now. I gaze up, knowing I’m pushing my luck, but I have to try.
“Daddy?”
“Yes, precious?”
“Can I have a few spanks? Just to feel it with my cage?”
He narrows his eyes as if considering my request. “Yes, I think a few spanks are okay.”
“Oh, goodie. Thank you, Daddy.”
I slide across his lap, noting the way the scruffy hair on his legs tickles my torso. His hand rests on my ass, the cage in the space between his thighs.
“Comfortable?” he checks.
“Very.”
“Good.”
Smack!
My breath catches from the unexpected swat.
“Count.”
“One.”
He leans down until his mouth is pressed against my ear. “How many?”
“Five really good ones?”
“I don’t want to hurt you, Bentley.”
“You won’t. I want it so much. Send me to that special place, Daddy.”
“What place is that?”
My brow furrows. I’ve never been asked to explain. “I don’t have words.”
“Describe it.” He dots my skin with tiny pinches that set my nerve endings on fire.
“I go to a place where nothing bad exists. No stress or worries or anything. It’s just happy nothingness. All I can feel is you. I’ve never gone there just because. I think it would be nice to visit when nothing’s wrong.”
“I understand. Five good ones?”
“Really good ones. Leave marks.”
“Fuck, boy. You undo me.”
“Is that good?”
“So good. Safeword? We’ve never gotten rough before.”
“Ohio.”
“Ohio it is. Ready? Daddy will count.”
“Ready.”
Legend rubs my ass, whispering how beautiful my skin is, and how pink and swollen it will be when it’s over. When his hand comes down, it sends a literal ripple of pain and pleasure to my core.
“One.”
My breathing is hard as I grab his calf. The second smack is harder than the first, drawing my breath from my chest in a harsh puff.
“Two.”
The third one is the one I needed. I check out, embraced by clouds and floaty nothingness. The sound is muffled, and I feel warm, like lying in the sun on a summer day. The cage is tight as my dick swells, and I close my eyes, surrounded only by my Daddy. The sensation shooting through my ass to my cock is sheer bliss—pleasure ensconced in pain.
“Daddy…” the word falls from my lips as cum spills from my untouched cock.
My next awareness is Legend hovering over me, my head in his lap as he strokes hair from my forehead and kisses me sweetly. My eyes flutter as light and sound return to my senses.
“How are you, baby?”
I grip his arm as if I’m falling. “So good. Was it five?”
“Yes. You sure you’re okay?”
“I’m amazing, Daddy. Thank you. That was beautiful.”
“You’re welcome, sweet boy. It was a pleasure to watch you go there.”
“It’s ten times better being happy. Heightened. I need to cuddle.”
“Please.”
I curl into his arms and, as he holds me, understanding washes over me. I’m the safest I’ve ever been. Legend is my Daddy.
“I love you, Legend.”
He kisses my forehead. “I love you.” He tilts my head up. “You are everything I ever wanted for myself but didn’t believe I could have. You are my world, Bentley. My entire world.”
A smile pushes its way to the surface. “This is the best day ever.” I touch the collar around my neck. “I’m yours.”
“I take that seriously. I will always be by your side.”
“I know. It feels amazing to think about all the times I wished for you. Now you’re here.”
He smiles. “Let’s get this cage cleaned up and get dressed for breakfast.”
“But...can I suck you?”
“I don’t need it right now. I came from spanking you.”
“You did not.”
He points to a crumpled towel. “It was such a turn on watching your reaction, plus you were rubbing against my dick.”
“Um, okay, that’s hot.”
Legend chuckles. “It is.”
We climb out of bed, heading for the bathroom, but before we get there, Legend stops us and twists me around so I can see my ass in the mirror. His spanks have left their mark, and if there’s anything hotter, I’ve never seen it.
“Beautiful, Daddy.”
“Yes, you are.”
In the bathroom, Daddy rubs aloe vera on my ass and uses a cotton swab to clean around my cage.
“How long do you want to leave it on?”
“Until you decide to take it off.”
A low rumble that sounds like a growl comes out of Legend. “Fuck. You are perfect for me, sweet boy. Do you know that?”
I nod. “Yep. I was created for you, remember?”
Legend presses a kiss to my lips. “I do. Ready for breakfast?”
“Yes. Is Matteo coming today?”
“By lunchtime.”
In the bedroom, I run to the closet and pick out a T-shirt and sweats for Legend. He happily puts them on as I throw on one of his other shirts and a pair of shorts. We head to the kitchen hand in hand, and as we start making coffee and breakfast, I smile. I’m his completely. Nothing could ever ruin what we have.
“When’s the next shoot?” Legend asks while he gets eggs out of the fridge.
I perch myself on a stool on the island. “Tomorrow. Mack and Cas.”
“Awesome. Want me there?”
“Heck yeah.”
“Great. How about eggs today? You need some protein in the morning.”
I grin, ready with a cheeky reply, but Legend tsks me and shakes his head, urging me to behave without speaking words.
“Scrambled with cheese or fried today?”
“Ooh, scrambled with cheese. I like the way you make them.”
“What does Finn like?”
“Usually doesn’t eat breakfast.”
Legend frowns. “We’ll see about that.”
I smile, nodding. “Do you think Matteo will like him?”
“I think I’ll have to beat Matteo off him with a stick.”
“Oh, don’t do that. Let Matteo at him. Finn needs a strong Daddy in his life.”
“I’ve noticed. Any word from Ramos?”
“Just a text that he thinks they might let him out tomorrow. I asked him if he needed to go to his old place to get stuff, and he said he didn’t leave anything important. Didn’t have anything. Do you think you can help him?”
“I’m not sure yet, Bentley. I need to get to know him and understand what he’s looking for.”
“He told me once he wanted a food truck or a restaurant one day. He said he’s a good cook.”
“I might be able to hook him up with some business consultants I know. It’s a start.”
“You’re the best Daddy ever. You even help my friends.”
He twists around, smiling as he walks closer. “Your friends are my friends.” He leaves me with a quick peck. “That collar looks damn good on you, boy.”
I preen, puffing my chest. “I’m the most beautiful boy in the world.”
“You won’t hear me argue with that.”
A few hours pass before Finn makes an appearance. He needs the sleep after months of stress, and already he’s starting to l
ook healthier.
“Do you want some breakfast?” I ask as he shuffles into the living room with us.
His hair is a mess as he rubs his belly, slowly focusing on us. A smile spreads on his face. “It’s still a surprise to wake up here. It’s so beautiful.”
I smile. “It is. The bed is good?”
“So good. I can find myself something to eat.”
Nodding, I glance over my shoulder as I lead Finn to the kitchen. “Matteo is coming today, so make yourself pretty.”
He scoffs. “What would he want with me? I’m nothing special.”
“First of all, that’s dumb to say. Second of all, who knows. Why not at least try?”
“Oh, I don’t know. Because the last thing in the world I should be thinking of is being in a relationship. I need to find a job and get my shit together.” Finn opens the fridge and grabs the orange juice. “Dating is way down on my list.”
“Didn’t say you had to date him. You could just fuck him.”
Finn chuckles at that. “I could use that. He’s hot?”
“So hot. I mean, he’s not Legend, but who is?”
“True.” Finn pours himself a glass of juice. “What does he look like?”
“Like a big, gorgeous Daddy. He has dark hair. I’m not sure what color his eyes are. He looks older than Legend, but not in a bad way. Maybe not quite as fit, but still in awesome shape.”
“Mm. Beard?”
“Beard.”
“And fuckable, huh?”
“So fuckable. No idea what kind of Daddy he is though. You’ll have to find that out yourself.”
“Fair enough.” Finn grabs a banana from the bowl on the island. “It sounds nice, having a Daddy, but I’m not sure I’m ready for it.”
“Like I said, maybe you can just fuck a Daddy. Isn’t LA awesome? Do you know how long it would take you to find a Daddy like Matteo back home?”
“Twenty-five years so far.”
We both laugh.
“What should I wear?”
I grin, knowing his curiosity is piqued. “I’d keep it casual. Like you’re not trying too hard. A true Daddy wants you to be yourself and comfortable.”
He nods, exhaling. “Okay. What else should I know about a Daddy?”
“They like submission. To what extent is individual. I think you should just be yourself. I think you give off boy vibes that he’ll pick up on.”
“What about...um, the makeup stuff?”
“Same answer. Be yourself. Want me to put on some too?”
“Does Legend like that?”
“I was wearing some when he met me, but I haven’t put much on since then. We could go do our faces and look pretty for Daddy.”
Finn’s face lights up. “I would like that. It’s been so long. I didn’t want to wear it to the hospital and around my dad’s caretakers.”
I rub his arm. “I understand that. You can be free here, Finn. It’s an awesome thing about California. You can hold hands in public, wear makeup or pretty things. You can be yourself.”
A nervous look flashes across his face. “Maybe I should...I don’t know, hook up with a lot of guys before I settle for a Daddy?”
“Why?”
“So I have some experience. You know I’ve only been with Brad and not even that long.”
“A good Daddy won’t care, but it’s up to you. Maybe wait to decide until you meet Matteo.”
“Good idea.” He peels the banana back and takes a bite. “Have you talked about getting Legend back on screen?”
“A little. He’s not ready yet.”
“Ah. Too bad. That would be hot, especially if you guys were together.”
I pull my head back. “Not gonna happen. I’m not porn star worthy.”
“Disagree. You have a great face and an adorable ass. Plus, I bet you and Legend look amazing together.”
“You just want to see it yourself.”
He nods with a huge grin. “True, but I’m sure I’m not alone.”
I shrug. “He’s not interested.”
“Maybe he would be if it was you.”
I twist my lips. “The thought has crossed my mind, but I think I’d be too nervous to be any good at it.”
“Maybe in time. I think it would be hot.”
“Maybe.”
“Is it weird I’ve seen your boyfriend’s dick before?”
I laugh. “You and everyone else. I think it’s hot, and I’m proud that he chose me.”
He tosses the banana peel in the trash. “I can see that.”
“Ready to go get pretty?”
Finn smiles. “Ready.”
Twenty-Five
Legend
“How was the drive down?”
Matteo smiles, allowing me to take one of his bags. “Not bad for once. I just put on an audiobook and the cruise control, and here I am.”
“Nice. Whatcha listening to?”
“Some gay romance I came across. Shit I’m into.”
“Daddy stuff?”
“Yeah, and pretty boys in lingerie and voyeurism.”
My eyebrow rises. “I don’t think I knew that last one.”
“It’s new. I saw a documentary about a year ago, and it unlocked something in me.”
“I guess I fall into the exhibitionist category given my profession.”
He laughs. “Sounds about right.” He glances around the living room. “Where’s your boy?”
“In Finn’s room. They’ve been in there for a while, and all I hear when I pass are giggles.”
“Interesting.”
I set his bag down in the foyer. “Okay, so heads-up. Finn is, um, well he’s…”
“Daddy?”
I twist to see Bentley and my mouth drops. Oh my fucking god. I can see Finn behind him, but my eyes won’t focus on anything but the vision walking toward me. My chest tightens as my heart rate speeds up and my cock swells in my jeans.
“Jesus.”
His smile fades. “You hate it?”
“No.” I shake my head, clearing my throat. “Far from it. Fuck.”
His smile tentatively returns as he runs his hand over his stomach. His face is fully made up, his hair styled off his face. He’s wearing a sheer lace top, black leather pants, and sky-high heels.
“We were playing dress-up, Daddy.”
I am speechless. I want to bend him over the couch, rip those pants off, and fuck the life out of him. His cheeks blush as if he can hear my thoughts.
“We thought it would cheer Finn up.”
Then Finn steps forward, and Matteo grabs my arm, gripping tightly as if he needs it to keep from falling. Finn is a pretty boy naturally, but with makeup on, his features are amplified. He’s wearing a black T-shirt with a rainbow on it, but on his lower body is a mini-skirt, revealing toned legs that end in strappy lace-up sandals.
His eyes settle on Matteo, who I’m pretty sure stopped breathing a minute ago.
“Hi,” Finn says, approaching with his hand extended.
I have to nudge Matteo to get him to snap out of the daze he’s in. He clears his throat, smiling.
“Hello.”
Bentley gazes up at me with a huge smile on his face.
“Matteo, this is my best friend, Finn.”
“Pleasure,” Finn purrs, suddenly far from the unkempt, insecure boy I first met.
“Same,” Matteo grunts out. “You boys look...nice.”
“Do you think so?” Bentley asks, directing the question to me.
“Absolutely. Um, why don’t we take your things upstairs, Matty, and then we can make plans with the boys for the evening? All of that…” I gesture in their direction. “Shouldn’t go to waste.”
Matteo doesn’t respond. He apparently can’t, so locked into the orbit Finn’s presence has created. I’d planned to warn him, but even I couldn’t have seen this coming. Finn is gorgeous and Matty’s type times a thousand. At least on the surface.
“Matty?”
He snaps his head
toward me. “Right. Yeah. Whatever you said.”
“Would you like drinks, Daddy?” Bentley asks.
“That would be perfect, sweet boy.” I cup his chin, leaning in close to his ear. “Daddy likes this look very much. I see an avalanche of treats coming your way.”
He smiles, gazing up at me with his pretty eyes. “Whatever Daddy likes.”
I growl in response. “See you soon.”
I manage to get Matteo away, and as soon as we’re in the guest room, he flops on the bed, rubbing his forehead. “Fuck, Legend. I felt like I was under some kind of spell.”
“You looked like it too. I was trying to warn you that Finn was appealing, but then they came out like that. Unexpected to say the least.”
“Not gonna lie, my dick is so hard I feel lightheaded.”
I chuckle, sitting next to him. “Same. I almost gave you guys a show.”
He laughs, shaking his head. “What do I do now? I want to touch him so badly it hurts. It sounds crazy, but when I held his hand, it felt…” He exhales with a huff. “It was intense. I want him.”
“I figured you might.”
“Tips?”
“He’s a hot fucking mess. Sleeps half the day, barely eats, no direction. Father just died, he’s spent months focused on that.”
“I can work with that. Wait, Bentley said before that he doesn’t have any experience with a Daddy, right?”
“Right, but he’s interested.”
“Okay.” He nods. “I need to find my chill before I go back out there.”
“Dude, so do I.” Then it hits me. “Fuck.”
“What?”
I exhale. “Bentley is always talking about how the IG boys are more beautiful than he is. It’s not true, obviously, but I wonder if there was some motivation for him to go all out on the makeup. My reaction might make him think I prefer this look.”
“And you don’t? Arian was always made up.”
I think about that for a minute. “Honestly, I like Bentley in a little gloss and mascara. I don’t need the rest. He looks hot, but it’s like a role-play almost. Like a scene. I wouldn’t want it every day.”
“Tell him that. He’ll get it.”
Nodding, I put my hand on his back. “You’re right. Are you gonna take Finn to bed?”
He palms his dick through his jeans. “That would be my desired endgame, but for now, I think I’ll start with talking to him. He’s in mourning, and I don’t even live down here yet. He probably needs to take it slow.”
