Lonely Liam

by Laurie Lochs

  "Get ready, baby boy. This is going to be the best kiss of your life."

  I leaned forward to kiss him.

  9

  Liam

  My breath hitched as Max inched towards me. All at once, he pressed his lips on mine, dominating every inch of my mouth. I moaned as he wrapped his arms around my shoulders, bringing me close. When we parted, he stared into my eyes.

  "You turn me on so much, boy.”

  “Oh, daddy!” I giggled.

  "Can I take you to the bedroom, baby boy? Would that be something you'd like?"

  I took a deep breath. As much as I wanted to believe Max was sexually attracted to me, it was difficult. I knew I was too old for him. But his voice assured me. Did he really want to do this?

  "Yes, daddy," I whispered. Right then and there, I decided I didn't care if I got hurt. I didn't care if he rejected me down the road if I was too old. I needed to take this leap of faith and hold onto something bigger than myself.

  "Take my hand." Max led me into the ranch. He guided me up the stairs. When we reached my bedroom, he led me inside and locked the door. He laid me on the sheets, depositing my body on the soft fabric. He brought his lips to my hand and kissed it.

  "You're so sweet, baby boy. I'm so lucky you’re in my life."

  My cheeks burst into flames. "Max…" I whispered. "Please. You're making me hard."

  Max grinned. "Before we go further, we need to—”

  "We need to discuss consent,” I blurted out.

  Max laughed. "Yes, sweet boy. First, you're under no obligation to do this. If there's something you feel uncomfortable with, I just ask that you tell me loud and clear."

  "I understand. But I really think I should be the one giving you the talk. After all, I'm old enough to be your father."

  Max frowned. "I wish you wouldn't say that, sweet boy."

  "It's true. It's the elephant in the room."

  Max shook his head. "No, it's not. We already discussed this. Besides, I’ve been looking for somebody older for a long time. I told this to Oscar. I don't feel comfortable around younger guys. They're fickle and don't know what they want. I value an experienced man who knows how to communicate. That's you, sweet boy."

  I bit my lip. “Really?”

  “Yes. Let’s not rehash this. I care about you. I want you."

  My heart melted. “This is the last time I mention my age tonight. I promise."

  Max nodded. "Second, we are under zero obligation to go all the way. If you're fine with cuddles, we’ll stick with cuddles. We don't need to have sex."

  I bit my lip. "Even if I want to?"

  Max laughed. "That changes everything, baby boy."

  I flicked my tongue over my lip. "What if I want to tonight?"

  "Do you?"

  "Yes, daddy. It's something I want more than the world."

  With a growl, Max pushed me onto the bed. He got on top of me and softly pressed his thumb into my neck. I moaned as he kissed me, slamming his lips into mine. He flicked his tongue over my teeth, lips, mouth. I cried out as he gripped my hip, squeezing the hard bone.

  "You're so sexy, sweet boy."

  My insides melted. "Thank you, daddy. You're making me so excited tonight."

  Max grinned and kissed me again, this time running his fingers through my hair. He pulled my hair back and planted angel kisses along my cheeks and neck. My breath hitched as he reached my shoulder blade. After pressing his lips against it, he stuck out his tongue and trailed it to my nipples. He was marking his territory like a wild beast.

  He's the lion of daddies. The king of the jungle.

  "Does that feel good, baby boy? Do you like when daddy licks you?"

  I moaned. "Yes, daddy. It makes me feel so turned on."

  Max licked me again. This time, he trailed his way to my earlobe. When he reached the supple down, he took it in his soft lips and nibbled gently. A wave of tingles washed over me, coursing through my veins. I'd had men play with my ears before but this was the first time it felt like this. His voice was muffled as he whispered sweet words into my ear. The sensation combined with his sweet nothings was enough to make me burst into flames.

  At last, he pulled away. "Are you ready to show daddy your cock?"

  My cheeks were bright red. "Yes, daddy. You can pull it out if you want."

  Max pushed my shirt up until my tummy was showing. He pressed his palm on my tummy and massaged it. I moaned and clenched as Max reached my shorts. Unbuttoning the top, he slipped his hand into my briefs and gripped my cock.

  "Does that feel good, sweet boy?"

  I wanted to cry. "Yes, daddy. It's been so long since someone's touched me there."

  Max continued pulling my shorts off. He tossed them to the floor. My briefs followed suit. Soon, my cock was rising high in the air. Moonlight trickled through the window, bathing our bodies in pale light.

  Max gripped my cock, jerking it softly. "I didn't realize you were uncut, baby boy."

  A wave of anxiety washed over me. "Is that bad, daddy?”

  "No, boy. I've just never played with an uncut cock before."

  I took a deep breath. "Is it a limit for you? I can schedule a circumcision, if you like.”

  Max laughed. “Please don’t. I’ve wanted this forever. It’s sexy.”

  I moaned as Max brought his lips to my cock. He kissed the shaft, flicking his tongue along the base. With his index and thumb, he pulled my foreskin back, exposing the velvet head in the moonlight. He brought his lips to it and softly draped them over the tip, swallowing my cock whole.

  I clenched my thighs together. But Max spread them apart. He cupped my balls and fondled them as he blew me. With his left hand, he massaged my tummy, gripping my hip and thrusting the cock into his mouth. He pulled the foreskin back and flicked his tongue under the head.

  I let out a moan. ”It tickles, daddy."

  "Does baby like when it tickles?"

  I nodded frantically. "Yes. Baby likes it so much."

  Max grinned. He knew that not every ABDL couple was into baby talk during sex. I was overjoyed to see that he was. I knew firsthand some littles liked to stop being in "little mode" when it came to sex.

  I was not one of them. I understood it made some uncomfortable. People misinterpreted it. I was not one of those people. If Max felt the same way, I'd met my beautiful match.

  "I like it, daddy."

  Max grinned and spread my legs. He wet his middle finger in his mouth, leaning across my body to kiss me. A second later, he slipped his finger between my cheeks and massaged my whole.

  "Oh, daddy. It's so wet."

  Max moaned. "Do you like it wet in your hole?"

  "Yes," I whispered. "Finger me, daddy. I need your finger inside."

  “Let me get the lube, baby boy."

  I shook my head. "No, daddy. I want you to do it with your spit. Please."

  Max brought his finger to his lips. He sucked it, wetting it more. Then he brought it back to my hole and slipped inside. At once, a wave of pleasure washed over me. I cried out as he jerked me with his free hand and kissed me.

  "Oh." My voice was soft and weak.

  Max pressed me into the bed. "You're doing such a good job, little one. I like when you spread for daddy."

  His words turned my insides all warm and bubbly. "You mean it, daddy?"

  "Yes, boy. Look," he said, directing my hand to his cock. To my shock, it was hard. "You made daddy excited."

  I moaned. "It's so hard, daddy. I'm scared it might hurt."

  "That's why we’ll go slow, baby boy.”

  I moaned. Max kissed me again, pressing his lips against mine. He took my body to another dimension. He made me feel so little and small.

  But suddenly, he stopped and stared at me with venom in his eyes.

  10

  Max

  I paused as I stared at Liam's beautiful body. For a second, it almost reminded me of Kyle’s. But I forced this likeness from my mind. With a kiss, I left Liam to
grab a condom and lube. When I returned, I massaged Liam's hole with my fingers and made him mine.

  "Oh, daddy," he whispered. "Your fingers feel so nice."

  “Just wait until you feel my cock."

  I slipped the condom out of the package and threaded it onto my cock. I pressed it against Liam’s hole.

  "Ready, baby boy?"

  Liam exhaled softly. "Take control, daddy. I want you to take control."

  I licked my lips. "You got it, boy."

  I leaned across Liam's body and wrapped my fingers around his neck. Liam gasped as I pressed my cock against his opening. There was enough lube for both of us. I pressed my lips against Liam's and slid into his hole. Liam cried out and I immediately stopped. But then he whispered for me to keep going. I slid it in halfway. I repeated this five times so he could get used to my cock in his body.

  Then, I went balls deep and fucked him hard. "You like that, boy?"

  "Yes, daddy," Liam gasped. "You're fucking me hard."

  I grinned and kissed him again. I tightened my grip on his neck. Liam cried out and moaned. I bucked into him, heaving myself into his body. At last, a flicker of flame began to brew within me. I was hitting my stride.

  "I feel it, daddy."

  "Yeah?" I grunted. "You feel daddy’s cock?"

  "Yes." Liam's voice was soft and airy. Thinking quickly, I pressed my palm against his tummy and leaned back. I fucked him, pressing his tummy so that we both might feel my cock. Liam groaned and brought his arm over his eyes. I grabbed his legs and thrust myself deeper, breading him.

  This was my boy. I was going to make him feel it.

  "Daddy," Liam whispered. I opened my eyes. He was staring at me with every inch of his deep brown eyes. “I’m going to come."

  I shook my head. "Not yet, boy. Wait for daddy."

  Liam whimpered. "I don't know if I can wait, daddy. I feel it deep inside.”

  I growled and heaved myself on top of him again. I brought my lips to his ear. "Wait, boy. When daddy tells you to wait, you wait."

  Liam moaned. He twitched beneath me. ”It's going to happen, daddy. There's nothing I can do."

  That was it. I pulled my cock from his body and flipped him onto his tummy. I slapped his ass. "Bad boy."

  Liam whimpered. "No, daddy. I'm sorry."

  “You’ve been bad,” I growling, slapping his ass again.

  Liam moaned and gripped the pillow. "Please, daddy. You're making my cheeks red."

  "Yes, boy. That's how you will learn to obey."

  I slapped him again. This time, I brought both palms to his cheeks. Then, I slid my fingers in his hole, fingering him as I punished him. Liam cried out and gripped the pillow.

  “It feels so good, daddy. You're going to make it happen for little baby."

  "Wait."

  Liam's body was on edge. My cock throbbed between my legs.

  “I need you inside, daddy. I’m going to come."

  "How bad do you need me?” I growled.

  "More than anything in the world.”

  I did what I had to do. I flipped him around and pressed him into the bed. I was going to fuck his beautiful hole until he burst across the sheets, coating the soft fabric in come.

  11

  Liam

  A heat wave of pleasure coursed through me as Max pinned me to the sheets. I cried out and gripped the pillow hard. His punishment had lit a flame in my spine. My entire body tingled like I was one giant nerve cell. I needed him to make me whole.

  "Spread, boy."

  I whimpered and spread my cheeks. I tried to relax but it was so difficult knowing he was going to enter at any time.

  “I-I like you, daddy,” I whispered. “I like you so much.”

  Max gripped my hips and pressed his cock against my opening. I moaned as it came in contact with my flesh. Max heaved himself inside me, sending his cock balls deep into my hole. I cried out as it filled me. It was like the missing puzzle piece I’d been waiting for my entire life.

  "Call my name, boy.”

  “O-Okay, daddy," I gasped. “When I come, I’ll say your name loud and strong."

  "Good boy."

  His praise lit a fire in me. It was a refreshing contrast to the "bad boy" from earlier. Now, I wanted to be daddy's “good" boy. I didn't want to do things that made him upset, only happy. If spreading my cheeks would give me praise, I wanted to do it for him.

  "Fuck me," I whimpered. "Fuck me hard."

  "You like daddy's cock in your body?"

  "Yes, daddy," I gasped. "I like it big inside."

  Max slammed me against the sheets and pressed my face into the pillow. I cried out as the soft fabric filled my mouth. I couldn't speak, couldn't breathe. He wrapped his fingers around my throat and slammed into me, thrusting so hard his balls slammed against my taint. With his left hand, he brought it under my body and stroked my cock. He rubbed my cock head through my foreskin and jerked it rapidly. I moaned as a wave of pleasure shot through me. He smacked my ass hard enough to leave a mark.

  "Yes, daddy," I gasped. "I'm feeling so excited."

  "You're being such a good boy," Max growled. He fucked me hard, slamming my face into the pillow again and again. I moaned, completely under his spell. He could do anything he wanted to me.

  I was a rag doll. A come rag. Daddy's little slut.

  At last, a second wave of flame shot through me. "Daddy," I cried out. "I'm going to come."

  Max moaned and brought his mouth to my ear. "You wanna come for daddy?"

  "Yes, please," I gasped. "I want to make daddy proud."

  Max bit my earlobe. "Good boy. Daddy's going to come in your tight hole. Make me proud, boy."

  It was time to let myself go over the edge. I focused on the sensation of his cock deep in my hole, thrusting into my body, his balls slamming against my taint. Without warning, pleasure rocketed through me. Max jerked me frantically, sensing I was close. Suddenly, I shot my load across the sheets.

  “Oh, Max,” I moaned. “Daddy Max, I like you. My Daddy Max. I like you so much.”

  Max kissed me. A second later, his body tensed. He grabbed my shoulders and thrust deeper inside. He cried out, slamming his fist against the wall as he came. He filled me, sending jets of come deep into my hole.

  "Whose boy are you?" he growled.

  "Daddy's," I moaned. “I’m daddy’s boy.”

  "Say it again, boy."

  "I'm daddy’s!” I cried. "I'm daddy's little boy!”

  Max bucked into me one last time. He deposited his final load in my body and pulled out. At once, a wave of loss washed over me. But Max brought me into his arms to fill the void.

  “Whose are you, boy?” he whispered as he stroked my hair.

  "I'm daddy’s boy," I whispered proudly. My breath hitched. “I like you so much, daddy.”

  “I like you too, sweet boy.” Max took me into his arms and pulled the covers over us. He held me close, peppering my body with kisses. "You're such a sexy boy."

  "Thank you, daddy."

  I closed my eyes, grinning as I fell asleep. But I couldn’t help but think, If this is what fucking feels like, I can’t wait for Max to diaper me and make me his boy.

  12

  Max

  The next morning, I woke up with my precious boy wrapped snug in my arms. I kissed his temple and parted his hair.

  His eyes fluttered. "Good morning, daddy."

  "Good morning, sweet boy. Did you have good dreams?”

  "Only the best, daddy. All because of you."

  I laughed and held him tighter. I placed my knuckle on his forehead and rubbed. Liam giggled and tried to get away. "You're so silly, daddy. That tickles."

  I grinned. "You're so silly. You're the cutest boy in the world."

  I changed Liam into a pair of rocketship pajamas and took him downstairs. Daddy Brent and Oscar had cooked up a delicious omelette breakfast. They had omelettes with bacon, ham, and more vegetables than you could count. When we finished breakfast, I put
Liam in his outdoor clothes because we planned to go for a walk.

  Word got out we were going for a walk. Soon, the rest of the boys wanted to join.

  “Oh, a walk?” Nathan exclaimed. He was grinning from ear to ear. "I want to go, too. We can show you the swimming hole in the mountain."

  Liam's jaw dropped. “There’s a lake up there?"

  "Yes." Nathan nodded emphatically. "You can go swimming. But the only condition is that you have to skinny dip."

  At this, Liam's face fell. "I'm not sure how I feel about skinny dipping. If it's all right with you, I'll pass."

  Nathan nodded. "I completely understand. I don't want to force you into anything you’re uncomfortable with."

  Liam grinned. "Thank you so much. Maybe another day."

  Nathan understood. We got ready for the nature walk and piled into the Jeep. Daddy Oscar tied Calloway's special shoes. We took off.

  On the way out, Liam's jaw dropped when he suddenly saw a horse tied up in the meadow.

  He pressed his palms against the glass. “Daddy!" he exclaimed. "Oh my God. I don't want to go on a walk anymore. Can I play with the horsey?"

  I grinned. "Are you sure, sweet boy? You might have to do it alone."

  "I don't care, daddy. I want to pet its mane."

  I took a deep breath. Would we be able to stop? I asked Joe and Paul as much. They shrugged. "Sure. We don't mind at all.”

  After they slammed on the brakes, Liam and I hopped out of the Jeep. Before we left, a boy named George suddenly exclaimed that he wanted to join us too. "Daddy," he cried, "they're going to ride Blossom. I want to teach them how.”

  I remembered that George was a recent newcomer to Neverland Hills. He and his daddy Luke arrived 2 weeks ago. Like Liam and I, they hadn’t planned on being in a relationship. They’d come up together to scope out the ranch and ended up falling in love.

  George and his daddy Luke piled out of the Jeep. ”Blossom is my horse,” George explained. “She's the sweetest girl in the world. She likes fresh apples and sugar cubes. She's easy to ride, but you have to make her feel comfortable first."