Chapter 26 Nate
NATE
What Gilly had said about Preston and Rob being responsible for setting us up was dead-on. Much like Gilly, that fact encouraged me to help the couple. When we arrived home, Gilly went to play in his room, while I went into my office and pulled out my phone.
On the third ring, Preston answered. “Hey, Nate. What’s going on?”
“Preston, thanks for picking up. I wanted to check in on you since you weren’t at the meeting, and I haven’t seen you in a while.” That alone was strange, since previously, he went to more meetings than I did.
“Oh, yeah. Well, um, I had to work. It’s been busy.”
I played with a pen sitting on my desk, worrying that he wasn’t being totally honest. “That’s a shame. Maybe we can get together for dinner this weekend? I know Gilly would love seeing Rob.”
“Um, I don’t know if I can.”
I needed to get him to open up. Something was wrong. “Hey, Preston, you know you can talk to me, right? About anything.”
He sighed so loudly it came through the phone. “Damn.”
“What’s going on?”
For a minute, I didn’t think he was going to answer. “It’s, well, shit, it’s Rob.”
“Did you break up?” I knew they hadn’t, at least not officially from what Gilly had said.
“No, but…”
“You’re going to? Why?” I leaned back in my chair, prepared to listen.
“I don’t want to stop seeing him, which is the main part of the problem. I really like him, a lot. But I feel like he needs more than I can give him.”
“Have you talked to him about it?” I wanted to ask for more specifics, but it wasn’t my place. I was happy I even got him to open up at all.
“He wants to nurse, and I don’t want to.” Ah-ha. “So, I was going to introduce him to someone who does want it, but I can’t. Just thinking about him with someone else makes me nuts.”
“Jealous?”
“That’s an understatement.”
Since he opened the door to the question, I had to ask. “Why don’t you want him to nurse?”
“It— Hold on a sec.” I heard a commotion of sorts, then a door shut. “Needed more privacy for this. Sorry, I’m still at work.”
“No problem. I understand that.”
“This is hard to admit. I mean, the whole thing about the Brotherhood is to make us comfortable with what and how we are, to be ourselves and to nurse someone. If we want and all, but I’m not, and I feel like a hypocrite going to the meetings, when the last thing I want is…”
“To nurse.”
“Yeah.”
“Preston, it’s not only about being comfortable with nursing, but also figuring ourselves out and knowing there’s nothing wrong with how we are. That has to include not wanting to do it, but even if you don’t, you still have to pump sometimes, right?”
“I get that, and logically, it makes sense, but my heart is conflicted. I think it’s about how personal it is, Nate. I thought I could if I had someone close enough, and Rob and I are pretty close, but it’s still not working, and I don’t know how to tell him that.”
“How about just telling him, just like you did with me. I doubt nursing is the only thing he needs from you.”
“I know, I know. It’s— This is not easy, man.”
“No one ever said it was, brother.”
Preston gave me another loud sigh and mumbled something I couldn’t really hear, but it sounded like cursing.
“Maybe come to the next meeting?”
“Yeah, yeah. I know you’re right about all of this, but it doesn’t really help.”
“Maybe not right now, but you can work things out, if that’s what you want. None of the guys I know at the Brotherhood will judge you for any of this.”
“Maybe.”
I wasn’t hanging up until I got a commitment from him to go to our next meeting, but when he finally gave it, I let him go. My friend was struggling, and there wasn’t much more I could do for him. These were issues, challenges he and Rob had to work through or tap out.
Gilly’s head peeked in the doorway. “Daddy?”
“Come on in, Gilly.”
He padded over and climbed onto my lap. “Is he going to talk to Rob?”
“I think so, but maybe you could talk to Rob again too. Maybe ask him about nursing.”
“That’s the problem, isn’t it?”
I nodded and kissed the top of his head. “They’ll work it out.”
“I hope so. But that’s not a problem for us, right?” He leaned back and looked up at me.
“No. No problem here. You’re everything I ever wished for and more.”
“Good. Then let’s go to bed, I’m tired.”
I held his hand as we walked upstairs, knowing full well that it was early, nowhere near bedtime, and we hadn’t even had dinner yet. “Are you trying to spoil your appetite?”
“Maybe. Rob said I looked healthy, and I think it’s because of you.”
“You do?”
“Yep. So…” Gilly pulled his shirt off and dropped his pants, crawling into bed in his boxers.
“Might as well take them off too.”
He flashed me a big cheeky smile and pulled them off, exposing his hard dick. “See?”
“Oh, I see all right. What do you want first? Daddy-binky or play time?”
“Both. You can give me rubbies while I nurse.” His matter-of-fact manner showed a lot of growth in my boy from when we first got together, when he was still trying to hide everything, to now with him asking very directly for what he wanted. I was so proud of him.
“Anything for you, angel.” I undressed and climbed in beside him, pulling him closer to me.
I let him latch on and get comfortable before reaching between his legs.
I rubbed him gently, thumbing over the top of his cock where he was leaking.
When he switched sides, I grabbed the lube and squeezed some in my hand.
This time when he got settled in, I rubbed harder, squeezed, and strategically ran my thumb over his tip.
He moaned loudly around my nipple but never stopped sucking.
Even after his hips started bucking, I didn’t let up.
Finally, he released my nipple and keened loudly as he came, squirting over my hand and stomach.
I wiped my hand on the side of the sheet to clean up later and pulled him tighter, gripping his shoulder firmly. I kissed the top of his head and buried my nose in his soft curls. “You are perfect for me, Gilly.”
“Mm…thank you, Daddy. You’re perfect too. You’re my happy ever after.” He cuddled against my chest.
“I like that. You’re mine too.” I wanted to hold on to that moment forever, but as time usually does, it slipped through my fingers. There were other things to do. Dinner, bath, then maybe more fun time. “Let’s go, Gilly. I know you’re tummy will be rumbling soon.”
“Already is.”
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