Little Bedtime Snack (The Lactin Brotherhood)

8. Mason

8

MASON

The pounding of my feet on the pavement echoed around me as I rounded the halfway point of my morning run. Normally I counted them, not for any reason other than it kept me going. Not today, though. Today, I couldn’t stop thinking about Eli. His shy smile and those innocent eyes. Not to mention the adorable way he'd fidgeted with his sailor suit at the club.

I couldn't wait to see him again for our lunch date. When Jeff told me he gave our cards to Jeb, I crossed my fingers that would lead to Eli contacting me. He’d left in such a hurry that we didn’t have time to exchange them ourselves. Jeff said his time with Jeb was fine and he thought there had been an altercation with another Little. Sadly, that wasn’t as uncommon as it should be, especially on Little nights when jealousy sometimes came into play.

As I jogged through downtown, a flash of color in a boutique window caught my attention. I slowed to a stop to get a closer look at a small display of porcelain figurines. There was a “Daddy” bunny standing protectively next to a smaller "baby" bunny in blue shorts. The color was a perfect match for Eli's outfit from the club.

"It's meant to be." A smile spread across my face as I headed into the shop. There was no way I’d pass them by without bringing them home.

A bell tinkled above the door as I entered, and the shopkeeper looked up from behind the counter. "Good morning! Can I help you find anything?"

"Yes, actually. I'd like to purchase those two bunny figurines in the window display."

She came around to pull them out for me. "Oh, those are darling, aren't they? A gift for someone special?"

A flush of warmth spread in my chest. "You could say that. It's for a first date, actually."

"How sweet! Well, these are a perfect first-date gift." She was ever the salesperson. I couldn’t think of very many first dates where they’d be the ideal gift. But they would be perfect for Eli. At least, I hoped they would be. But her goal was sales, so I couldn’t blame her.

As she carefully wrapped the bunnies, I checked my watch again. I was hours away from meeting up with Eli, but I was even more anxious now to give him this gift. Would his eyes light up? Would he love it or think it was silly? "Here you are, sir. Hope you have a wonderful date!"

"Thank you." I tucked the package under my arm and headed out. "I have a feeling it will be."

My pace picked up on the way home, eager to get cleaned up so I could finally see Eli again.

My skin was slick with sweat when I stepped into the shower, but the hot water cascading down my body quickly loosened my tense muscles. I soaped up and allowed my thoughts to drift to Eli once again. His soft skin and delicate features, the way he looked up at me through those thick lashes with such trust and adoration as he drank like he was starving.

Before I knew it, my cock was rock hard and desperate for attention. I wrapped my hand around my shaft and began a slow pull. It had been a long time since I'd felt this level of excitement and anticipation for a date. As I stroked myself, I imagined Eli's pouty lips, his slender body, the sweet little sounds he might make as he drank from my cock before moving up to my chest.

"Fuck, yeah. Like that, baby." My orgasm built rapidly, almost catching me off guard as I released a strangled cry. I came hard, spurting against the shower wall as my whole body shook from the pleasure.

Once my breathing steadied, I turned my attention to my chest. My pecs were swollen and tender because my milk ducts were full. Gently, I massaged and expressed some of the creamy liquid, watching it swirl down the drain to keep from experiencing an embarrassing leak during our date. The relief was instant, and I was happy to release some of the pressure before getting dressed.

After drying off, I pulled on a soft gray sweater and my best-fitting jeans. I wanted to look good for Eli but still be comfortable and approachable. Daddy shouldn’t be intimidating.

With the gift and my keys in hand, I headed out to pick up Eli. When I got to his place, I stopped at the door and took a deep breath. There was nothing to be nervous about. Either we would hit it off or not. And after our night at the club, I had a feeling we would.

My shoulders were tight as I stood straight and knocked on his door. When it swung open, a smile immediately spread across my face.

Eli stood there in a pastel-yellow sweater and white pants, looking absolutely precious. His curls were tousled adorably, and he was clutching the same stuffed rabbit he had at the club.

"Hi Da—um, Mason." He peeked up at me through his lashes and crossed his ankles.

"Hello, little one." I cocked my head and tugged on the hem of his sweater. "You look very handsome today."

“Oh.” He blushed, fidgeting with his rabbit's ear. "Thank you. You look nice too."

"I have a little something for you." I held out the wrapped gift for him to take. "Would you like to open it now or wait until we get back from the park?"

Eli's eyes widened and his breath hitched. "A present for me? Can I open it now, please?"

"Of course, sweet boy.” He ran to the sofa and hopped into the middle of it, so I followed him and closed the door behind me.

“It’s not my birthday.” With his tongue poking out of the corner of his mouth, he carefully unwrapped the tissue paper like it was a special part of the gift. When he saw the figurines, he gasped softly. “Bunnies!”

I stood beside him with a beaming smile, so damn happy he liked them.

"They're so cute!" He traced a finger over the baby bunny's blue shorts. "Look, it almost looks like he’s wearing a sailor suit like mine!"

"I noticed that too." My heart was melting at his reaction, and I wanted to pull him into my arms, but we needed to go slowly. "When I saw them, I thought of you."

Eli clutched the small bunny to his chest, as he looked at the big one. “Is this the Daddy bunny?”

I shrugged. “I think so. What do you think?”

He stared at two side by side and nodded. “Yeah, I think so. The little bunny definitely needs a daddy.”

My willpower was waning as I slipped my hand behind his neck and down his back. “I agree.”

After another minute of just staring at them, Eli looked up at me with both pressed against his heart. "I love them. Thank you so much."

"You're very welcome, little one. Now, are you ready to go get some yummy French fries?"

He nodded as he patted his tummy. "Yes, please. I’m starved."

As we walked to my car, Eli slipped his hand into mine. It was a natural move that didn’t cause me to hesitate or pause in any way. I just gripped his securely in mine as the touch sent an internal thrill through me.

I opened my car door and held out my hand to help him inside. “In you go.”

"I'm really excited for our date." He giggled and quickly hopped into the car. “And for fries.”

"Me too, sweetheart." I grinned as I helped him buckle his seatbelt. "I have a feeling these could be the best fries I’ve ever had." And even if they weren’t, this was already starting out as one of the best dates I’d ever had.