Chapter 4
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Was love at first sight possible?
This sweet, enchanting, unsure little who’d just claimed his place on my lap led me to believe it was.
“Would you like to give nursing a try? If you don’t like it, we stop. No pressure whatsoever.”
“I-I think so, but I don’t want to do it wrong.”
“About the only way that could happen was if you bit me. Not that I don’t enjoy a hint of pain and nibbling.” I winked and was met with an adorable blush that tinted his cheeks. “But this isn’t the time nor the place for it.”
I’d likely come in my pants if he clamped down. I was seriously drawn to this sweet boy that I’d only met mere moments ago. That revelation hit me out of nowhere.
Pump the brakes, Jayger. Don’t scare the poor boy away.
“Um, okay.”
“Sit up a bit, sweet boy.”
I unbuttoned my shirt and slid the chest cover down and recalled the first time I’d used cotton pads and how they fell out right in front of the little. How far I’d come since then. Did I need the money this gig paid? Not at all, but I enjoyed the company and used the funds to renew my annual club membership. My day job more than paid my living expenses but this venture had become more of a hobby and a way to release the pressure and sometimes even hook up afterward.
His eyes widened as he clocked my every move. Absolutely adorable.
“Just like with your bottle, latch on and suck.”
Trevor finagled his body around; my dick shouted for attention as he slid his tiny tush across it. Was he aware of his actions and what they did to me? I thought not. He was far too focused on doing this right.
Tentatively his lips met my nipple. Shudders wracked me as he gently sucked, and my cock hardened to a dangerous level. Counting backwards from ten, I calmed the hormonal surge and opened my eyes. His questioning gaze sought my acceptance and I nearly crumbled. This uncertain boy, so timidly shy. Had he no clue of his worth?
“You’re a natural, sweet boy. Now, let’s get you into a more comfortable position.” I wrapped my arms around his body and shifted him a smidge, then cradled him as he fed. I had nursed two others before him but never had my body reacted as it had to Trevor.
I lost track of time, the sweet boy in my arms fast asleep. My fingers ran through his hair as the gentle angel rested, his mind finally at ease. For most of the littles, the nursing was nothing more than part of their playtime or foreplay for what came after they left the club. But for Trevor, it was more, and to know that what I once considered an embarrassing hindrance gave him such peace had me seeing lactating for the first time as a gift.
Far too soon, I heard Erin’s voice on the other side of the curtain.
“Jayger, it’s closing time.”
So lost in this boy I was, that time had gotten away from us. Generally, I was done well before closing. Ready to find a willing body to head home with depending on how my week had gone. If I was exhausted, I kept my focus on the door, if not, I’d stop and play with a couple of solo boys and see how it went. Tonight though, I wasn’t ready to wake nor leave Trevor. But sadly I had to.
“Sweet boy.”
He stirred.
I pressed my lips to his forehead and tried again. “Trevor, it’s time to go home.”
“Oh my god!” He popped up and nearly clocked my chin. “I’m so sorry.”
“Do not apologize for that ever. This simple act gave you much comfort and warmed my heart. Trevor, would it be to forward of me to ask to see you again?” Was it awkward to ask him out in this setting? No clue, having never done it before.
“Sure, do I need to make an appointment?”
“Only with me and not the club.”
“What do you mean?”
“I’d like to take you out. On a date.”
“Really?”
“Really, sweet boy. Can I walk you out so we can exchange numbers.”
“Yes please.” In a surprise move, he hugged me. “Thank you. This was perfect.”
“I must agree. Now, let’s get you back to Daddy Adam and Brandon.”
With his hand in mine, I led him from the room. Adam was on the couch with a sleeping Brandon beside him.
“I’m so sorry, Adam. We lost track of time.”
“Easy to do with a sweet boy beside you,” he winked. “All is well?”
I glanced down at Trevor. “Better than it has been in a long time. May I walk you guys out?”
“Absolutely. Just need to make a quick stop at the changing room for our things.”
Trevor and I walked behind them, our fingers entwined, and I dreaded the moment I had to let go. Had fate played a part in our meeting? Waiting until I’d played to the point of boredom and was ready to settle down? Or was this a test? Dropping a shiny new little into my lap who had a lifetime of new experiences in front of him?
Would they be that cruel? I’d been a good, kind man with a lot of love and nurturing to give, and my head and my heart said Trevor was the one who not only needed it but deserved it.
We stepped out into the night, phones in hand, and exchanged information. I knew I’d not make it until morning without hearing from him again. As soon as I had him seat-belted in and thanked Adam for ensuring Trevor made it home safely, I got into my own vehicle and immediately texted him.
Trevor, it was an absolute pleasure to meet you tonight.
Me too! Me too! Me too!
His excitement rang clearly through his words, and I chuckled.
Would it be too forward to ask to see you tomorrow?
No, not at all. I’d love that.
Excellent. Text me when you’re up and we’ll make plans. Sleep well, sweet boy.
You too, Daddy Jayger.
He signed it with a heart.
One nursing and I was a goner…
Good morning, Daddy Jayger. Did last night really happen?
Still in bed, recounting every moment of our meeting, I had struggled to get up until his text came through and reinvigorated me. I had a boy to see and things to plan for our day together.
Yes sweet boy, it did. How did you sleep?
Good, got about four hours which is a lot for me.
We’ll have to work on that. So, are you up for a picnic today?
Did you hear me squeal? Oops, I scared my mom. Yes, a picnic sounds wonderful.
Sorry, Mom. Pick you up at eleven?
I’ll be ready. Here’s my address and Mom said you must come in and meet her first.
That begged the question, how old was this boy?
Not a problem. I hate to ask this, somewhat after the fact, but how old are you?
Twenty. I’ll be twenty-one in May.
Whew. Crisis averted. Been down that road before and am NOT traveling it again.
For complete clarity, I’m thirty-five. Will that be a problem?
No Daddy Jayger.
Such a polite boy. Excellent. I’ll see you shortly.
Yay!
With a plan in mind, I showered and gathered the basket to tuck in the goodies I’d pick up along the way. Mindful not to forget a bouquet of flowers for the mother I was about to meet as well. Nervous as hell, I’d not had a relationship last long enough to meet a mother. Was the universe sending another sign by having me meet Trevor’s at the onset?
Trevor was new to the lifestyle, so a test of favorite finger foods was on the menu for today. I popped into the grocer for a variety of sauces and juice boxes, then over to the deli for the selection I’d ordered earlier. After a quick stop at the floral display, I paid, then opened the trunk and set up the basket and was on my way.
Butterflies the size of Australia swarmed through me. The level of importance in not only creating a successful first date, but impressing the mother veered to the overwhelming side.
“You’ve got this, Jayger.” Pep talk completed, I grabbed the bouquet from the passenger seat and headed for their door.
“Daddy Jayger, you’re really here!” Trevor excitedly hugged me.
“Of course I am, silly boy. I told you I was coming.”
“Sadly, my sweet boy hasn’t had the best of luck with men.”
I looked up and saw a woman standing just behind Trevor. “I’m sorry to hear that but their loss is my win, Mrs.?”
“Miss, but you can call me Lila.”
“Lila, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Jayger and these are for you.”
“Thank you, it’s nice to meet you as well.”
“I love your shirt, Trevor. Bee Yourself with silly bees all over it.”
“I love, love, love bees. Wait right here one sec. He held a finger up, then took off down the hall and returned with a stuffie. “This is my best friend, Bumble.”
“Hello Bumble, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” I shook his little wing. “Are you and Bumble ready to go?”
“Wait, what?” His eyes teared up and I feared I’d said the wrong thing. “Bumble can come, too?”
“Of course he can, he’s your friend.”
Trevor burst into tears and wrapped himself around me again. I peered up at his mother. “Did I say something wrong?”
“No, Jayger, you said everything right. You two enjoy yourself.”
I buckled Trevor in and when I slid into the driver’s seat, he had Bumble bouncing on his lap.
“Is Bumble excited for today?”
“He is, Daddy Jayger. How long have you been a daddy?”
“Oddly enough, I’ve been in the lifestyle since I was your age, but it was a couple years after that before I became a daddy. Once I played with my first little, I was hooked.”
“So, is um…” He fiddled with the cute bow tie on Bumble. “Is, um, feeding littles your full-time job?”
Was that a hint of jealously I sniffed out?
“When I was in college it was a job, but no, it’s not now. Now I do it because not only do I enjoy it, but I get my fill of littles.” Let’s try this on and see if I hit the real question behind his words. “If I had a little of my own and they didn’t like me feeding others, I’d stop doing it.”
“But-but, wouldn’t they feel bad if you did that? Gave up something you enjoyed for them. That doesn’t sound fair.”
Yup, hit the nail on the head.
“I’d enjoy having my own boy to nurse more than anything.”
He shimmied his tiny tush as much as the seatbelt allowed in a little dance, and we were back on track.
“Do you have a job, Trevor?”
“I do. I work at my old grade school with my mom. Well, not with her. She’s a kindergarten teacher and I’m a janitor.”
“That sounds fun. You and your mom must get along well to be able live and work together.”
“We do. My mom is the best. What do you do, Daddy Jayger?”
At this point he’d somehow managed to twist himself yet remained in the belt so he could see me without getting tangled up. Quite the Houdini, this one was.
“I’m in marketing. Nothing exciting or glamorous but it pays the bills.”
Seemingly satisfied with my response, he shifted gears.
“Where are we going, Daddy Jayger?”
“It’s a surprise. Do you like surprises?”
Trevor excitedly clapped his hands. “I do!”
We pulled into the parking lot at the park and his eyes widened. “Is this the peacock park?”
“It is.” This park was well known throughout town due to the number of wild peacocks that freely roamed it.
“Mom used to bring me here when I was younger, and we’d have picnics. I saw bunnies here before too.” He cheered and bobbed in his seat.
“Let me get your belt off before you hurt yourself.”