Kissing Kyle

by Laurie Lochs

  "Yeah," someone close to me muttered to their spouse, "like doing things with the foster placement. That would be enough to get anyone's business shut down."

  "Five years ago," Mark began again, oblivious to the unseemly remark, "my former husband Bruce and I had plans to take the Pressure Free Agency nationwide. We were going to put together a blueprint to expand across every state in the Midwest. But over the past five years, our firm has slipped from first in Minnesota to number four. We know we’ve fallen behind the times. That’s why this year, we've changed our core of the agency and are ready to turn the ship around. In part, this has involved hiring some of the best agents in Minnesota… Such as for instance, this young man here. The real reason I invited you to Nino’s was for you to meet the newest face of the Pressure Free Agency. He's our newest hire and I believe he is going to be the most successful real estate agent this city has ever seen."

  My jaw dropped. Mark turned around and welcomed me to the center of the room, where he stood on the chair. I'd never been more embarrassed in my life.

  "Everybody," Mark began again, "you've seen the Facebook ads and you've seen the marketing brochures. Let's bring our hands together for Kyle."

  The crowd burst into applause. The smiling faces surrounding me weren't judging me at all. They were congratulating me for doing something right. My heart thumped in my chest. I couldn't believe that all of these people were clapping for me. Well, they were also clapping for Nino and free pizza, but I was the face that had brought them in the door. If they were willing to give me a chance like Mark had, maybe someday I really would be the top real estate agent in Minneapolis, like I'd fantasized about all those nights at Safe Boys. It was the first time a room full of people had ever clapped for me in my life.

  Following Mark's direction, I made my way to the middle of the room. I walked up to the chair on which he stood and took a deep breath. Mark took my hand. "Say something, little one," Mark whispered in my ear, handing me the mic. "Let them know their homes are safe in your hands."

  I glanced up from my feet and surveyed the room. Well-to-do men and women congregated next to each other and sipped their free drinks like animals at the watering hole. It was now or never. "T-Thank you," I began, taking a sharp breath. But my voice cracked before I could finish the rest of my sentence. I glanced at Mark again and suddenly wanted to cry. But there was no time for that. There was no way in hell I was going to let a stupid voice crack get in the way of making a good first impression on these people.

  Clearing my throat somewhat violently, I grabbed the microphone and thrust it yet again towards my lips. "Thank you so much for coming," I said with a newfound confidence that surprised me. My voice was deep and authoritative, almost like I'd been doing this my entire life. "This means more than you can ever know. We have about five hundred pizzas that you're going to be able to enjoy the entire night."

  The crowd burst into a second round of applause. I felt my cheeks start to burn, but that disappeared the second Mark wrapped his arm around my shoulders and brought me in for a kiss. For a moment, it was almost like the crowd was cheering as they watched Mark and I kiss or like they were giving us their stamp of approval. But a second later, Nino came to the rescue and shouted from the back room, "Bring out the pizza!" and everybody turned to face the front.

  "Take, baby," Mark whispered, air-planing the slice of fresh Hawaiian towards my mouth. I glanced at Mark and then back at the pizza as it approached the landing strip of my tongue. With a grin and a shrug, I did as told and opened my mouth wide for Daddy. "Take the pizza. Take the ‘za."

  I couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Stop, Daddy," I whispered, bringing my elbow to my face. This time, my cheeks really were burning and there was nothing I could do about it. "You're making baby blush."

  "Yes, little one," Mark whispered, feeding me a second bite of pizza. I ripped it off the slice and savored every bite. It was easily the most delicious pizza I'd had in my entire life. "Daddy likes it when you blush."

  "He does?"

  "Yes, baby," my Daddy whispered, running his thumb over my jawline. "It brings Daddy's heart to life.”

  I glanced around the room. Everyone was getting pizza. Which meant that at least for a moment, the focus wouldn’t be us. We would have to return later in the night to mingle with everybody and drum up new business, but for now everyone's primary focus was on getting at least two slices of pizza before someone else took the last of it. This meant my Daddy and I could get away… At least for a little bit.

  Chapter 40

  Mark

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  Kyle grabbed my hand and yanked me away from the crowd. My cock throbbed in my dress pants.

  I could only imagine what he had in store.

  Chapter 41

  Kyle

  I grabbed Mark’s hand and led him to the back room. “Here, Daddy,” I whispered, guiding him through the door and past Nino’s desk. My heart was beating out of my chest. When we made it to the back wall, I grabbed Mark’s shirt and pulled him to my chest.

  Mark grinned. “What are you doing, sweet boy? Don’t you know how suspicious we look, sneaking off in the middle of our big night?”

  My cheeks burst into flames. “I know, Daddy.”

  “We look like we’re having sex.”

  “Well… Maybe I don’t care, Daddy. I don’t care if Nino walks in, or one of the pizza boys, or anyone at all. I just want to kiss you.”

  Mark grabbed my chin and pulled my mouth to his. “You’re such a sweet boy. Let Daddy taste your lips.”

  Mark pressed his hot lips to mine and pulled me close. He clenched my ass and wrapped his fingers around my body, never stopping a moment to let me catch my breath. He slipped his finger into the back of my dress pants and squeezed my ass.

  “Fuck,” I gasped when we split. “Y-You’re making me hard, Daddy.”

  “I can feel it, sweet boy.” Mark unzipped my dress pants and yanked them to my thighs.

  I moaned and thrust into Mark’s body. I was completely exposed. My diaper was glistening in the dim light of the back room, ready for Mark’s touch. I knew that underneath the fabric, my cock was rock hard and dripping pre-come. I was gripped by the desire to burst inside my diaper, to “let go” and drench myself with pee. I wondered if this was something Mark wanted… Would he let me do it here? Or would he be too embarrassed to let me return to Nino’s dining room if my special underwear was filled with pee?

  “You make me want to come, Daddy.”

  “Yes, little one?”

  “Yes.” My cheeks flushed. “I want to come… And then I want to mess.”

  Mark moaned and spun me around so that my ass was facing the wall. He tore my pants all the way off and slipped my tie from my neck. My heart raced. He let it fall to the floor as he frantically unbuttoned the dress shirt. When he took my shirt off, he placed his palm on my tummy and pressed me into the wall. Just like my fantasy.

  “I need to fuck your diaper, sweet boy. Let Daddy fill you with come.”

  “Oh, Daddy,” I cried, throwing my arms around his neck. My cock throbbed between my thighs. If Mark kept talking like this, I’d burst before he had a chance to slip his cock in.

  Mark fondled my diaper and squeezed. A wave of pleasure washed over me. Mark squeezed my diaper again, this time rubbing my cock. I gasped and thrust into his palm, letting him bring me to the brink. Without warning, my cock suddenly quivered and I let loose in my diaper… My cock spurted inside the soft fabric and filled it.

  “Oh no,” I moaned, wriggling against the wall.

  “Did it happen, sweet boy? Did you come?”

  “No, Daddy…” I sniffled. “I… I peed.”

  Mark moaned and pulled his cock out of his dress pants. I gasped as he pressed it against the back of my diaper. Then he stuck it through the band. At once, his rigid cock nudged against my ass hole, rubbing against my flesh and mixing with the contents of my messy diaper.

  “Oh, sweet boy.” Mark
’s voice was strained. “You’re going to make Daddy explode. He’s fucking his beautiful boy in the back of Nino’s… It’s going to happen for Daddy soon.”

  I gasped and pressed my lips against Mark’s. He thrust himself further into my diaper, and suddenly I felt myself let go but this time from the back. At once, hot warmth slipped between my thighs and flooded my ass. Mark’s cock found its place and continued thrusting into my hole, never stopping to let me breath.

  Suddenly, his body clenched and I knew he was about to come. “Daddy,” I cried. My body was burning and I knew that if Mark came, I would follow. Mark moaned. But before he came, I suddenly exploded in my diaper and filled the soft fabric with come.

  “I spurted, Daddy.”

  Mark grunted. “Just… Hold on, baby boy. H-Here comes the airplane.” Mark let out a cry. I moaned with him, letting his orgasm rocket through me. It filled my diaper and inflated the soft fabric like a balloon. My cock trembled between my thighs and suddenly it burst again, filling my diaper with yet another load of come. I gasped and threw myself even harder into Daddy’s arms, letting the wave of his orgasm wash over me… His cock kept throbbing until the last of his juice entered my diaper. When Mark finished, I collapsed against him and he brought me down from the wall. He laid me across the desk and kissed me.

  His lips were fire on my skin. His kiss was slow, passionate, and swept me off my feet. I let myself get lost in his lips, floating to the stars as he cupped my chin with his palm and kissed me.

  “Daddy,” I whispered when we parted. “You’re my Daddy and I’m your boy.”

  “Yes, baby.” Mark pressed his lips to mine yet again. Warmth washed over me. Then, he re-sealed my diaper so the contents wouldn’t spill out… So I’d have a part of him with me the rest of the night.

  “Thank you, Daddy. You’ve made me full.”

  Mark kissed me one more time. “I love you, baby boy.”

  I was about to tell Mark I loved him back when, suddenly, he rushed out of the room. My heart stopped. I was sure he was leaving, that he only pitied me like before. Yet before I could say anything, he suddenly burst back into the room with two fresh slices of pepperoni pizza and a small baby bottle of milk he’d pulled from his pocket. My jaw dropped. He knelt next to me and opened my mouth.

  “Take, boy. You can’t just have pizza for dinner.”

  My cheeks burst into flames. “D-Daddy remembered to bring a bottle?”

  “Yes, sweet boy.” Mark ran his fingers across my cheeks and kissed me. My heart fluttered as I welcomed the gentle nipple into my mouth.

  “Thank you,” I whispered when Mark removed the bottle. He wiped the white residue from lips and wrapped me in his arms. “You make me feel so safe and loved.”

  “Yes, boy. I hope I always make you feel safe for the rest of your life.”

  I softly wrapped my arms around Mark’s waist. I couldn’t believe this beautiful man was mine. He was so caring and kind.

  Mark lifted a slice of pizza to my lips and told me to open mouth. I did as told, sticking out my tongue to welcome the pizza. I closed my eyes and chewed the delicious pizza, knowing all the while that this was the best entire night of my life.

  “Thank you, Daddy.” My heart was full and my belly was bursting.

  As was my diaper.

  “I love you, sweet boy.” Mark lifted me off the table and helped me put on my pants and dress shirt. “Now, how about we get back to the party? I think it’s time to start the rest of your life.”

  I rubbed my eyes and kissed Mark’s nose. “Thank you. You’re the sweetest Daddy in the world.”

  Then Mark grabbed my hand and led me to my big night.

  Epilogue

  “Look, Daddy. The train!”

  I grinned as Mark guided my hand to the little electric train set he’d bought me for my six-month anniversary at the Pressure Free Agency. The steam engine was red, just like his lips. With his help, I moved it around the track we’d set up together, and then I burrowed into his chest like he was my papa bear and would keep me safe forever.

  “You’re doing such a good job, sweet boy. Daddy’s so proud of you.”

  My cheeks burned. “Thank you, Daddy,” I whispered, scrunching my eyes shut. I wanted to block out the world so I could see it more clearly in my mind.

  But a second later, Mark ran his finger up my cheek and, without a word, he opened my eyes. “Is it time for a snuggle movie, little one?”

  “Yes, Daddy,” I cried, throwing my arms around him. I took a deep breath and inhaled his scent. From the cologne to the soft smell of man, everything about him was… My Daddy.

  I couldn’t believe how much everything had changed in the last six months. Whereas before, I’d been living with Ma and struggling to pay attention in my real estate classes, Mark had helped me become one of the top-selling real estate agents in the entire Twin Cities area. We were a team, and if Mark was listing a home, I always found a buyer so we could get the deal closed fast and help a new couple move into their new home. Though we’d closed on nearly twenty residences since our pizza party at Nino’s, I still remembered the first… An incredible home that belonged to the most special lady in my life, who we’d help put in a group home so she could get the proper care she needed all hours of the day. Ma.

  But now, the deals were rolling in so fast that I barely had time to do the activities I loved most of all… Such as playing with Daddy. But Mark knew this, and so we’d had a very grown-up conversation and decided to schedule at least one hour of playtime a day. It was no longer just “sexual” little stuff we did… We Googled “fun activities for littles and Daddies” and discover that being a little was so much more than sex alone. It involved all sorts of fun play, like building forts for my stuffed bears or setting up train tracks and pretending to be the conductor, which was exactly what we were doing now… Playing with the brand-new electric train set Mark had gotten me after we’d closed our nineteenth home together. When Mark put his mind to it, the train track could go all the way up the stairs, down the halls, and even into our shared bedroom. Currently, Mark had placed big boards up and down the stairs so that it could come and go as it pleased.

  But now, it was snuggle movie time…

  My Daddy led me out of the playroom he’d created and into the living room, where he quickly deposited me in the center of the couch. The train set was still set up, but we were going to watch a movie instead of packing it up. We could do “clean up” later. Mark rummaged through the closet for blankets. Before returning, he heated up a bottle for me in the microwave and let me run my fingers over it before placing the nipple in my mouth. When I finished my nighttime meal, my Daddy wrapped me in his arms and turned on the movie. My heart melted the minute I was the screen. It was The Good Dinosaur, my favorite.

  I burrowed into my Daddy’s lap and let him stroke my hair. While I watched the movie and dozed off, I couldn’t help but replay the events of the past six months in my mind. Because the fact was that Mark Godin, Mr. Real Estate Agent to the Stars, was my Daddy. He respected me and knew I was capable of doing big things. He didn’t pity me, like I’d feared. He loved me… He played with me but also took me seriously as a Pressure Free agent. I had the best of both worlds and knew it would last for a very long time, maybe even forever.

  I turned to Mark and burrowed into his chest. “Thank you so much, Daddy. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.”

  Mark planted a big kiss on my forehead. “I love you, cuddle boy. I’m so lucky you’re mine.”

  “Thank you, Daddy. I love you with all my heart.”

  Then Mark pulled the blanket tight and tucked me into his arms.

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  Laurie Lochs is a writer based in the Midwest. He loves MM romance and is a total KU junkie. He’s currently finishing and editing his latest series, Safe Boys, which follow foster-care rejects Blakely, Kyle and Trevor on their journeys of true love. Every book in the series has age play, light ABDL, age gaps and sweet passion between growing boys and their Daddies.

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