Sugar Mister: An ABDL MM Romance (Regressed Book 2)

by Jerry Hastings

  And maybe they were going to be, considering that their families did everything they wanted, spoiling them. I just hoped I wasn’t going to end up working for one of them. That would be devastating and would also finish fucking up my mental sanity.

  “David. It’s so nice to see you here.”

  I turned on my heels and was going to walk out of here, but then his hand latched around my arm, keeping me in place.

  “You are not going anywhere now, fag.”

  I shook my arm, but he wouldn’t free it. People that were watching the show didn’t seem to be noticing this as well, and it didn’t seem that was going to change anytime soon. I was going to have to come up with something myself to get rid of him.

  A plan.

  Anything that worked to get him off my ass would make me happy.

  “Let me go!” I shouted, but again, nobody paid attention, as if I were below them and they couldn’t care less.

  “You are not going anywhere.”

  “What do you want?”

  He huffed on me, tipping his chin up.

  “You are going to get down on your knees and kiss my feet. It’s the only thing that is going to make me get off your back.”

  “I’m not going to do shit!”

  “Now now, that is not a very nice answer. Just do it before this turns ugly.”

  “You can’t do anything to me. There are a bunch of people around us, and guards too.”

  He chuckled. “I doubt they are going to intervene. Your only hope is that I’ll do good on my word and forget you. Otherwise, I’m going to continue being a pain in the ass for you.”

  Mike punched his face out the blue, sweating, and panting, but it did… nothing on the bully. Donald didn’t even flinch.

  “You bastard!” One of Donald’s friends said before punching him right back, making Mike stumble and topple over.

  “Mike!” I shouted, hoping that someone was going to intervene, but again, all eyes appeared to be mesmerized by the dog show they were watching.

  I thought that for sure this was going to be the end of me, that Donald was going to beat me to a pulp and that nobody was going to help me get to a hospital before it was too late, but then a familiar voice echoed from not too far away.

  “Donald, what did I say about going after David?”

  Donald turned on his heels, ready to face Bryce. Staring at him, I couldn’t believe he’d showed up again to save me. Did he come here for the fair or to keep an eye out for me? For a moment I didn’t know the answer. Couldn’t find out what it was, but then I thought it wouldn’t make sense if he’d been following me this whole time.

  “Oh, it’s that guy again. Sorry, grampa, but David is going to find out what happens when people fuck up with me.”

  “I don’t think so.”

  “Huh?”

  “I’m not letting this go on any further, and if something bad happens to David, I’m going to tell your parents about it.”

  “Wait. How the fuck do you know them?”

  Bryce approached, looking like someone ready for the war of his life. He stopped in front of Donald, who was smaller and shorter than him. He had his colleagues, his buddies, but even they together wouldn’t be enough in a fight against Bryce.

  Bryce was the boss here, and he’d come to save my ass, again.

  I didn’t know what to think. Maybe this was fate putting us together, giving me another chance.

  Donald’s lips contorted, his mind probably pondering if he should bow or fight. His shoulders then drooped, his eyes avoiding Bryce’s, and he then murmured, “Guys, let’s roll. No point in wasting time here.”

  “Yes, boss,” they all said in unison. There were three of them, not counting Donald. Perhaps they would have put up a good fight against Bryce, but they knew he was no normal man in his forties.

  Bryce was one of the best brawlers in the whole town. He would, indeed, have wiped the floor with them.

  Mike got up, coming to me. “David, are you feeling okay?”

  I nodded. “Yes, I’m alright. How’s your cheek?”

  He smiled, caressing it with his hand. “It’s going to be okay. It’s been through worse.”

  Mike told me about his dad one day. He was a crude, violent man. I felt bad for him, wishing I could do something about that while, at the same time, realizing I wouldn’t be brave enough.

  “I should have done something. I just froze and-”

  “No, David. You didn’t have to do anything. I knew I was going to find you and Donald here anyway.”

  “How… did you?”

  “Call it a hunch. I couldn’t be sure, of course, but then I just kind of knew you were going to show up.”

  “Bryce…”

  “David,” he said, offering me his hand. “Come with me. I think we have a lot to talk about.”

  Chapter 4

  David

  H e took me to his place, opening a wine bottle and offering me a half-glass of it. Mike didn’t come, of course. He wasn’t going to the hospital, but he said he was going to lie down on his bed with an ice bag for the pain. I’d asked him if he was going to need any help, but he’d said that he was going to be alright on his own. Just like me, he didn’t live with his parents.

  “David… I don’t even know how to begin this.”

  “What… do you mean?”

  “I think I failed you. I shouldn’t have been so mean.”

  Wait… he was going to ask for my forgiveness? I’d thought that I was the one that annoyed him too much. I didn’t know I was doing it. I’d grown so sure he liked the little me, following all the rules, sometimes breaking them, him spanking me, but then it just all became less for him.

  “I don’t get it, Bryce.”

  “Call me Mister from now on, like in the past.”

  “Bry- but Mister, why? I thought you didn’t even want to see me again.”

  He took a sip of his wine, putting the glass down on the coffee table in front of us.

  “The truth, my little prince, is that I’ve been suffering this whole time without you. David, I really need you with me again. It’s okay if you-”

  But before he could finish it, I was already all over him, kissing him and bringing him down on the couch. He chuckled, his hands pawing me, arms looping around my backside, and also returning the kiss with fervor.

  We kissed for minutes, my mind finding it unbelievable that this was happening. When he pulled away, I had just one more thing to say.

  “Bryce, I don’t know what’s gotten into you, but I really like it. I love the new you.”

  “So… you don’t hold a grudge? I made you feel like shit, didn’t I?”

  I pecked his lips. “Yes, you did. But for me, you are forgiven.”

  “Then, I guess there’s nothing more to be said,” he purred, taking my shirt off, his hands feeling my body, palming, and groping me. I didn’t know what to feel, moaning, and then doing my best to take his shirt off him, too.

  God, how I missed this.

  Getting the shirt off him, I couldn’t help but feel mesmerized by when my eyes found the perfection of his torso. He’d gotten richer since our fallout and it seemed he’d been working out this time, too.

  Working out… for me? Probably not, but I was still thinking that was the case.

  I kissed his chest, going to one of his nipples and kissing it too. “Oh, David. You are so hungry,” he cooed, his cock getting so hard he was making me wish to worship it, too. But that was going to be something for a minute or two from now.

  Right now, I wanted to take my time with this.

  I kissed his other big nipple, feeling the savor of his skin. His hands flew down, undoing my belt, tossing it aside, and then pulling my zipper down. He didn’t have enough time to take off my pants, though, and so on me they remained, for now.

  I kissed his abs, feeling their hardness. Bryce was such a stud, and I couldn’t believe I was getting another chance with him. This time, I wasn’t going to fuck
things up. I wasn’t going to let it happen.

  This time, everything was going to be different.

  I felt his cock grinding against me, really feeling like getting inside me. But that wasn’t going to happen, for now. I was going to give it a blowjob he was never going to forget first, and then maybe he could think about getting inside me.

  Then, all of sudden, he flipped ourselves on the couch, our combined weight making it turn over. He and I gasped, thinking that perhaps an earthquake was going on, but after checking our surroundings for some time and finding nothing unusual, we knew that was not the case.

  “Jesus, David. Don’t you think we should take this slower?”

  “Not right now, no. I missed you so much, Mister.”

  “And I missed you as well,” he said before whipping his cock out, showing me the full glory of it.

  I stood there dumbfounded, sure it was the same manhood I’d seen months ago. But it also looked a little different, bigger maybe. I licked my lips in anticipation. So this was going to happen, and I couldn’t feel any happier about it.

  I wrapped my lips around his cut hardness, feeling the gland going in. I basked in the warmth and saltiness of his pre-cum and wished to make him last as long as possible. Was that going to be possible? I didn’t know, but I was still going to give my best.

  I bobbed up and down on his length, feeling him growing harder and bigger inside me. His dick didn’t give off any indication that he was going to cum anytime soon, and so I continued my pace, using my hands to play with his balls.

  He moaned my name and asked for more, which I was more than happy to provide him with. When I felt this was getting to the end, I took my mouth off his tool and then finished getting undressed, tossing my clothes all over the place.

  “You are so ready for this,” he murmured, going to his dresser and getting a condom out of it. Ripping open the wrapper, he slid the rubber plastic until the base of his shaft, looking more than ready to finish this.

  I crawled onto his bed, getting on all fours and closing my eyes. When he chased after me, positioning himself behind me, I had just one thing to ask of him.

  “Please be nice.”

  “I’m going to be, as always,” he said before spreading some lube where needed and easing his hardness inside me.

  Pounding my bubble butt, he fucked me like it was the last thing he was going to do with his life. And in no time at all, he was erupting inside the condom.

  When he pulled out, I spun around and took the condom off his cock. It was edible, so the first thing I did was to let it fall inside my mouth. I chewed it down while he looked at me with dreamy eyes, his mind probably thinking how he could have lived without me this whole time.

  And I wondered the same thing.

  I swallowed his condom with his milk, and then kissed him so many times and with so much fervor we ended up falling over on the mattress.

  “Jesus, David. That was hot as fuck.”

  “Not as hot as you,” I said in joy before orgasming, shooting my spunk all over, moistening the bed sheets a little.

  He wrapped his arms around me and then clutched me to him, his heart rate going from fast to normal. As his breathing slowed down, I closed my eyes one last time tonight, falling asleep and thinking about what our life was going to be like.

  Bryce was rich now, so maybe he was going to buy me all sorts of new things for littles!

  Chapter 5

  David

  H e stopped the car in front of the store, his eyes assessing it. I couldn’t believe we were going to do this. Buying me stuff, giving me so many gifts I wasn’t going to be able to choose which one I liked the most, and then coming back here many more times.

  My Mister was really doing everything in his power to impress me.

  And here I’d thought for so long I was the one in the wrong.

  He kissed me on the cheek and finished opening the door of the car. “I’m going to go get it on your side,” he said when I curled my fingers around the handle.

  Hurrying, he got to the door and opened it in front of all passersby. These people couldn’t believe we were a couple, and it wasn’t just because we were gay, but also because Bryce looked like he could be old enough to be my dad.

  And he was my daddy, in a way. It’s just that most people would be surprised if they learned the truth behind our relationship.

  “Thank you, Mister,” I said, allowing him to close the door of the car and then take me to the store. He could have taken me to so many kinds of places, but right now he felt like treating me to something more special.

  Toys Are Us, in the middle of New York.

  I had to admit, I’d never thought I’d ever be in this store. From the outside, it looked beautiful. On the inside, even more so. It was so busy, with people going here and there, chattering, laughing, and smiling.

  Everyone looked so jubilant.

  I couldn’t help but wish I could put my paci in my mouth right here, in front of everyone, but then I thought that would be a little too weird for them. They would all go like, “Wait, what the fuck is that little guy doing with a paci in his mouth?”

  And I wouldn’t be able to blame them too much for their lack of knowledge and acceptance of people like me. Far too many people were pedos, and they gave us a bad reputation.

  Mister gave my hand a little tug. “So, what do you want to buy here?”

  “Oh, Mister. So many toys. How about all of them?”

  “All of them? I mean, I’m rich, but then don’t you think these people deserve being able to buy some too?”

  I looked around and thought about saying to him of course not, but then thought better about it. Mister had a point. I shouldn’t get out of this store with so many toys. I wasn’t that greedy, and I wouldn’t be able to play with all of them anyway.

  What’s more, the toys for girls just weren’t for me.

  “Yeah, I guess I shouldn’t do that,” I lamented, going with him to the back of the store.

  We avoided some people that judged us with their eyes. Just because we were gay and holding hands, those people thought we shouldn’t be in their vicinity. Well, they had something pretty important to learn from this. More and more couples like us were going to show up in the world.

  This wasn’t just a fetish, but a way of life now, and soon I was going to be able to wear much more than a pull-up. I dreamed of wearing a normal diaper in public, showing all these people that I wasn’t like them, but a little.

  We stopped in front of a section of huge action figures. One of them was from a favorite cartoon of mine, Digimon. The huge, menacing dragon that back when I was just ten dreamed of getting one day stood like a threat to the human society inside its box with the front made of transparent plastic.

  Agumon was his name, and looking at it, I was telling Mister pretty much all he needed to know. He was going to have to buy it for me, or else I was going to throw a tantrum here – and throwing tantrums was one of the things I was good at.

  He put his hand on his waistline, looking at me like he couldn’t believe me.

  “You want this big plushie in our bedroom? It’s too big, even for you.”

  “It’s not too big. It’s the right size, but there’s something here which is too big for me,” I said, blushing.

  He blushed too, smiling with a devilish intent. “Really? Are you going to keep me in the dark or tell me more about it?”

  “Think I’m going to keep my mouth shut for now.”

  “Alright,” he said, grabbing the huge box and signaling for some of the workers to come to us. “We are going to buy Agumon, but it’s all you are going to get today.”

  So he was a sugar daddy for me now, but that still didn’t mean I was going to be able to have everything I wanted. Not at the same time, at least. Each time he bought me something, he expected a reward.

  And I was more than happy to provide it for him.

  Chapter 6

  Bryce

  I ope
ned the door for him, allowing him to take the huge plushie toy to the middle of the living room. He put it by one of the couches, and it was going to remain there for the time being. It wasn’t something that was going to take his attention, for now. His attention was going to be focused on me only.

  I grabbed him from behind, pushing his pants down. “Mister! Are you really sure we should be doing this now?”

  “Oh, I’m sure, and nothing is going to stop me. Remember, this is how things work now. I buy you stuff, you reward me with your body.”

  He squirmed. “But Mister, I want to play with Agumon.”

  “You are going to have more than enough time for that pretty soon. Don’t worry. This is going to take long, but not too long.”

  Finishing taking off his pants, I caressed one of his asscheeks. He looked at me and moaned, his whole body asking for more and more of this. I gave him a kiss on his cheek, which made him squirm some more.

  He was adoring this, and in turn I was feeling like I couldn’t stop – at all.

  Curling my fingers at the hem of his shirt, I brought it up and then over his head. I tossed it to the other side, where it wasn’t going to bother us. The first thing I then felt was the warmth of his body, and how it kept imploring for me to do him right here and now.

  And as for that, he didn’t need to worry. I was going to do him now.

  My gift for having bought him such an expensive plushie…

  Then, I turned him around and pushed him to the couch. I made him fall on it, getting on top of him in the same instant. “Mister-” he tried to say, but it was too fucking late for him.

  I kissed his lips, driving my tongue deep into his mouth. We kissed for what felt like an eternity, lips rubbing and brushing one another. He moaned, his hand pawing and groping my body.

  With the door locked, we didn’t have to worry about anyone getting in here. We were in my place, and I did have plenty of workers in it, but no one was going to come bothering me.

  Moving down, I kissed his skinny torso. Pecked his nipples, one at a time, and then caressed his little tummy. He groaned again, his little pee-pee getting so hard. My little David wasn’t going to be able to resist this much more.