Chapter 11 Tae
TAE
I was sketching in the tent Daddy set up for me to play in while they worked on our new cabin.
It was nice, like the one’s soccer moms used.
All four sides were meshed to keep the bugs out and one size zipped up.
It was perfect for me to see out of. They had already set up another tent that was split, one side was the toilet room, and the other was for a quick shower, so we didn’t have to go potty in the woods.
Thank the tent gods for that one. I’ll take a bucket over a pokey bush any day.
The bottom of the see through tent was crunchy when you walked on it.
Daddy bought an outdoor carpet to put over that, which made it much better.
Soon Oreo, Twinkle and Simba would all be here with me, and they’d have a safe, escape free play space.
I couldn’t wait for my new kitties to come home and travel with us and get to play with them.
I got to spend a couple of hours with them this morning, helping Judy out. I loved playing with all the kitties there and my three were getting so big. I’d never had a pet before so I was reading everything I could about taking care of them and Judy emailed me some important links too.
“Hey little bro,” Oscar stopped by the tent, taking a quick break. “How were the kitties this morning?”
“They’re so cute. Look,” I flipped the sketch pad around. “I’m drawing a picture of them to hang up at home.”
“Wow, that’s very lifelike.”
“I can’t believe you guys have the outside walls up on all three cabins already.
” They started right after the first time Daddy brought me up here when we found the kittens.
Daddy said they had to get the concrete pads for the other two cabins poured while the weather was good, which set everything in motion.
“It’s going well. We may only have one completed by this winter but that’ll be fine.
Water system will be on a well, all toilets will be composted via the central system we installed for each cabin and the used greywater from the sinks and showers will be filtered through a water reclamation system.
As soon as the metal roofs are completed, we’ll add the solar panels to them.
Our little slice of heaven will be completely off grid.
” Daddy and Oscar were so proud of that and planned to promote the cabins as such on our website.
Since Oscar got his general contractors license, business has tripled, and now they’re interviewing for an in-house electrician, plumber, and a couple more general trade workers. Soon they’d have to find office space unless Daddy planned to add a separate office onto our house.
“You guys are incredible.”
“This is definitely the biggest job we’ve ever taken on.
Monday we’re hoping to on board a couple of new hires and get them familiarized with the jobs we have in the valley and how Ashwood operates.
” Daddy had a strict no BS policy. If the customer asked for something extra and it would only take us a few minutes to do, we did it at no extra cost.
“If you guys need my help just let me know. I have Brandon’s playroom coming up but I think that’s it.”
“That’s it, sweetheart,” Daddy said as he walked up to the tent. “I’m not inundating you with jobs because I have a special job for you, if you’re interested.”
“What is it?” Daddy was smiling so it couldn’t be too bad.
“I’m hoping you’ll create all the art we hang in the cabins.”
Blink.
Blink.
Blink.
“Like on canvas type artwork?” I’d never done anything like that before.
“Yes, and I was also thinking that maybe you could start painting for fun and sell whatever you didn’t want to keep on your website.”
I had tons of sketchpads packed full of drawings, just wasting away on the shelves at home. “Do you really think people would buy them?”
“I do,” Daddy replied.
“So do I,” Oscar agreed.
Well, two out of three of us had confidence in me. “It could be fun.” The more I thought about it the more I liked the idea. I’d miss working with Daddy all the time, but I wouldn’t miss the grunt work. I just wasn’t cut out for manual labor. “Okay, I’d like to try.”
“Sweetheart, it’s not a job. It’s something fun for you to do and sell—if you want to. We’ll get you all the supplies and if you feel like painting then you paint. If you don’t then you don’t.”
“But I want to be a helper, Daddy.”
“You’re a helper just by being you.” Daddy always said the nicest things. “You’re an artist, Tae, and artists create by the means and in the timeframe that work best for them.” Daddy gave me a kiss then they went back to work.
I flipped through the pages of my current sketch book. I’d drawn the original broken down cabin and barn that were here. Those would look pretty cool on canvas, then I could paint another one to hang beside it of the new cabins. Kinda like a before and after scene.
Huh, maybe I could do this.
Maybe I wanted to do this.
Yes, I wanted to do this for sure.
I’ll start with art for everyone’s cabins. There was so much gorgeous scenery here, I wasn’t lacking inspiration at all. Besides, no one said I had to create reality so why not do dreamscapes too. The ideas were coming faster than I’d be able to draw them.
I was pretty freaking excited now.
The trailer for all of us to start staying in was being delivered, but Daddy said my tent still stayed where it was for me to play in. I’d brought a few toys with me, but since we had only been coming up on the weekends I took them home on Sunday’s.
Oscar and Trey decided to stay during the week and work in the cabins while Daddy handled training the newbies. Changes were happening all around us, but Daddy had it under control. Schedules, timetables and budgets, those were his babies.
“Alright, Little One, it’s time for us to head back down the hill. Say goodbye to Oscar and Trey.”
I packed up my backpack and tidied up the tent, so it was ready for me next weekend then hugged Oscar and Trey.
“You can play in my tent if you want, Trey.” He didn’t say anything, but his eyes lit up.
The more I was around him the more I sensed he was at least a middle, if not a little.
I should probably mention that to Oscar in case he missed it.
It was important that he give Trey plenty of play time, and who knows, maybe I’ll have another new friend to share my toys with.
I thought about that for a minute then pulled a couple of cars, a coloring book and some crayons out of my backpack and left them in the tent.
“See you guys next weekend,” I waved as Daddy buckled me in.
I wasn’t sad going home because next weekend I was one week closer to seeing my kitties and bringing them home with us.
“You’re awfully chipper on this drive home, Sweet Boy.”
“The kitties are getting big and doing great and I’m super excited about painting now. I just hope the paintings don’t suck.” Disappointing Daddy wasn’t something I ever wanted to do.
“I know where you’re headed with this and don’t you dare think you’ll disappoint your Daddy.”
He always knew, just like magic.
“Don’t set unreasonable goals for yourself, Tae. Just try it out and let the muse flow, and if it doesn’t, then so be it.”
“But what about a job if it doesn’t?” Daddy would never boot me out, but would he be upset if I didn’t contribute to the family business?
“Sweetheart, you always have a job, and in case you forgot, you are part owner too. What you do is a specialty line of work and not every job we quote will include that. Daddy wants you to focus on being Tae. Please don’t stress yourself out. You help Daddy in more ways than just work.”
“How?”
“By just being Daddy’s Boy. You and you alone fill my heart and our home with love. Daddy loves to watch you play and create. I can’t wait to see all the silliness you and your kitties get up to.”
“He-he, I was reading an article on all the mischievous things kitties do. If we have anything breakable, we better put it way up high.” Some kitties were super naughty and climbed up shelves then batted vases and stuff off them.
“Good idea. Why don’t you work on kitty proofing the house since you know all about them.”
I was Daddy’s smart boy.
“I can do that. I’m gonna order some scratch climby things and food dishes and toys for them this week.”
“Just put that in Daddy’s cart and I’ll check out.”
“Nope. I want to do this, Daddy. But thank you anyway.”
“Such a big boy, taking care of your kitties.”
“They’re my babies.” I wish their momma had survived, but I promised her I’d take good care of them, just like Oscar did for me and Samian. Her tiny body was tired, and it was time for her to sleep.
Daddy started laundry as soon as we got home while I put my toys away. Poor Daddy was so sleepy, working as hard every day as he was. But I was a good boy, and I’d take care of Daddy and make him feel better.
“Taco Sunday!” Daddy called out and I did a happy dance.
“I love tacos almost as much as I love pizza!”
“Silly boy, Daddy knows that. Why don’t you get our plates out.” Daddy chopped away, making the chunky pico salsa I loved. “Nummy tacos and pico!”
“You make Daddy’s life so much better just by being you.” How could I not hug him after that? “Oof. You’ll squish the stuffing out of Daddy.”
“Sorry, not sorry. I love you, Daddy,” I made a kissy face at him and Daddy gave me a smacky kiss.
“Love you too, sweetheart. Let’s eat.”
Poor Daddy yawned all through dinner. “Time to shower, sleepy Daddy.” I hurried up and cleaned the kitchen before he finished eating, then took his hand and led him into our bathroom. “Stay here while I start the water.”
“Aye, aye, captain,” Daddy winked. He was letting his bossy boy take charge and it was kinda fun.
While the water warmed, I undressed Daddy and me, then we got into the shower. “Does that feel good, Daddy?”
He moaned. “Yes, my love. It feels wonderful.”
I went to shampoo his hair then realized Daddy was too tall. “Bend down a bit, please Daddy. It’s time to wash your hair.” I scrubbed away, then soaped up the sponge, and washed him really good. “All done, Daddy. Let me wash myself, then we’ll tuck you into bed.”
“It’s Daddy’s job to wash you.”
“But Daddy’s sleepy.”
“Never too sleepy to take care of his boy.” Daddy washed me up then we dried each other off. Too many arms and towels were flying around, so we ended up drying ourselves.
“Time for bed, Daddy.” He was too tired to argue. I tucked him in, nice and tight, then cleaned up the bathroom, and shut off the lights.
Daddy’s arms automatically went around me when I slid into bed beside him.
As soon as I got comfy, it was time to take care of Daddy.
His poor chest was swollen. We didn’t have much time this weekend to nurse, only when we went to sleep at night.
No nappies, Daddy was busy-busy with no time to pump.
As soon as my lips wrapped around his nipple, he moaned and squeezed me tight. Sometimes, it was hard to stay awake while I nursed, but I made myself tonight so I could take care of both sides for Daddy. Shoot, that’s a lot of milky. I should’ve put on a pull-up first.
Daddy was getting nice and relaxed and…awake, which I was counting on. Daddy deserved a goodnight sleep and a special treat. His chest was no longer poofy, but something else was.
“Little boy, where are you…Oh.” Daddy quieted when my lips slid over his binky and down the shaft. “Jesus, Tae.”
Sweet Daddy was gone, replaced by naughty Daddy.
It had been too long since I sucked on my Daddy’s binky.
I loved the way it felt sliding in and out of my mouth.
He gripped my hair, guiding my head just the way he liked it when I sucked him.
The slight bit of pain had me grinding against his leg.
Making love was great, but sometimes a rough and quick orgasm hit just right.
“Tae, Tae, Tae,” Daddy chanted. The more he chanted the harder I got. There was just something about bringing out this side of my Daddy that was so freaking hot.
Normally calm and laid back, he was anything but that right now. My sneaky boy side was having fun, sliding a finger over his balls and down to his… “Naughty boy.” Yup, that was it. I giggled around his cock and Daddy thrust up hard and gagged me. “S-Sorry.”
I wasn’t.
I tickled his balls, gripped the bottom of his shaft and licked and sucked the tip until he growled my name and came down my throat. And like the good boy I am, I swallowed it all.
“Daddy,” I whimpered, grinding harder, faster against his leg until I finished.
“Thank you, my love. Daddy needed that.”
“I know. What is it you always say? Oh yeah, you don’t have to thank me for taking care of you.”
“Smart-ass.”
“Yup, but I’m the smart-ass who loves his Daddy.”