5. Xander
Chapter 5
Xander
The other Blue Collar Boys aren’t going to let me off the hook easily. Far from it. That’s just not our style. When one of us has some fun with a Daddy, it’s pretty much an unwritten agreement that we spill.
As we walk down the marina promenade on our way to Morning Milk there’s a lot of back and forth banter amongst the guys, and I know that they won’t drop it any time soon.
The boys know that something happened between me and Reece, and there’s pretty much zero chance that they’re going to give in until I’ve spilled the tea…
‘Guys, guys, it wasn’t a big deal,’ I say, blushing as I attempt to look away and divert the attention onto something else. ‘Apparently Nanny Josephine has a new range of protein cookies she made especially for us.’
‘Hey, not so fast,’ Lane laughs. ‘We’ll see about the protein cookies when we get there. Right now all we care about is what happened between you and your Soccer Daddy.’
The guys all laugh and I know that I can’t keep up the pretense for much longer. It’s written all over my face. My butt might not be glowing red now, but the memories of Reece’s powerful hand spanking my cheeks is still very fresh in my memory.
‘Okay, so maybe he gave me a…’
‘Yes? Keep going, Xander,’ Jason says, exchanging a knowing look with Lane as they sense that I’m close to spilling all the juicy details.
‘Reece maybe… gave me a… spanking!’ I squeal, immediately covering my eyes and nearly walking into a streetlight. ‘And it was… incredible.’
Before I know what’s happening, the crew are jumping up and down all around me and are full of the kind of excitement we’d normally reserve for securing a big construction contract.
‘Hell to the yeah!’ Lane cries, ruffling my hair.
‘Reece is a lot smaller than you, but he’s pretty powerful, right?’ Jason asks, clearly desperate for a play by play of how it all went down.
‘’Yeah, he’s got the power to dish out a spanking,’ I say, my cheeks going an even deeper shade of purple as the memories of the spanking come back in full HD and Dolby surround sound. ‘I’ve honestly never had a spanking like it before in my whole life.’
The guys all whoop and cheer even louder than before.
I might be embarrassed to have said it out loud, but I can’t deny that it feels good to share it with my closest friends.
Like me, the rest of the crew are all Littles and I know that they totally get it how good it feels to find a Daddy who is confident and secure enough in himself to take control of a bigger, stronger boy.
‘Did he give you a cuddle afterward?’ Lane says, happily leaning into me as we walk. ‘I want to know everything .’
‘We cuddled, we talked, and Reece even promised to buy me a new pair of briefs,’ I say, unable to control my giggling as I think back to the moment Reece ripped my briefs right off my ass.
‘A new pair of briefs?’ Jason roars. ‘Now this we have to hear about!’
The crew laughs as we continue to walk. We’re only a couple of minutes away from Morning Milk, so hopefully by the time we arrive I will have been able to get through the whole spanking anecdote and the attention can turn to someone else.
But as embarrassing as it is for me to talk about all the details, I can’t deny that even talking about it is bringing back the feelings of nervousness, excitement, pain, and sheer delight that I felt.
This morning might be all about hanging out with my crew, but I want to see Reece again – and soon.
The Morning Milk playroom is looking as fun and welcoming as ever. Nanny Josephine has even refilled the ball pit with brand new, extra-shiny balls and I can’t wait to dive in and have some fun – fun with big shiny balls… who me LOL?
With a soundtrack of our favorite nursery rhymes and the whole crew all changed into our rompers, this is shaping up to be a fun couple of hours.
Some of the crew have diapers on too, just in case they need to go pee-pee. I’m not wearing a diaper this time because I don’t want it to slow me down if we do any romper races from one side of the playroom to the other.
‘Hey, watch me!’ Lane says, getting down onto all fours and crawling as fast as his powerful arms and legs can carry him.
We all giggle as Lane’s big body can’t quite handle the pace and he topples over into some of the giant stuffies that Nanny keeps in the room.
‘Too fast!’ Jason says, grinning as he puts his pacifier in his mouth and goes for a crawl over toward the wooden train set.
I’ve got a big smile on my face.
I love coming to Morning Milk more than anything in the whole wide world – well, nearly anything hehe.
My workday is typically spent lifting huge concrete slabs and using the kind of heavy machinery that the average guy on the street wouldn’t know how to switch on let alone operate.
But coming to the Morning Milk playroom takes me to a whole other place. Here, we’re no longer the ultra-macho Blue Collar Boys who built our reputation on working hard and taking on the construction jobs that even the toughest crews would shy away from.
From the second that we step inside Morning Milk , we’re all free to be the Littles we were born to be – and I just love it!
‘Hide go seek!’ Lane shouts, gathering the crew of romper-clad Littles around him. ‘I’ll find. Twenty… nineteen… eighteen… go-go-go!’
Just like that, we all get on all fours and chaotically crawl away in different directions, each one of us desperate to find our hiding spots.
Luckily for me, I know exactly where I’m headed.
As I fit my sizeable frame into a snug enclave and pull the over-sized beanbags over my body as cover, I feel pretty sure that I might win this game.
But then something happens.
And it’s not good for my chances of being the last boy to be found.
I start… giggling .
There’s something about playing hide go seek that just does this to me every single time. I can’t help it. No matter how seriously I take the game and try to win, my silly side comes out and I end up blowing my position.
I try to cover my mouth with one hand, and then a second hand.
But it’s no good – the giggles keep coming!
‘Gotcha!’ Lane declares, ripping the bean bags away and finding me.
‘Was it the giggling?’ I ask, bursting out into laughter despite being one of the first Littles to be found.
‘I’ll give you three guesses,’ Lane laughs. ‘Now come on, we’ve got more Blue Collar Boys to find!’
However just as Lane and I starts crawling toward a suspiciously lumpy looking pile of blankets, Nanny Josephine walks into the room…
‘Not so fast baby boys,’ Nanny says, a warm smile on her face as she places a tray of milk bottles down on the table by the door. ‘It’s milk time!’
‘Yay!’ we all chorus, our delight at seeing the warm milk delivery bringing a huge smile to Nanny Josephine’s sweet face.
‘Well you’ve all been such good boys, I knew you’d be ready for a little drink,’ Nanny says, carefully handing out the milk to each one of us, one bottle at a time. ‘And I think seeing as you’ve all been having so much energetic fun, I might lower the lights and turn down the volume.’
‘Nap time?’ I say, my eyes widening as Nanny hands me my bottle.
‘Yes, darling,’ Nanny replies. ‘Even big baby boys need their naps!’
We all giggle and begin to suckle down our milk as we find ourselves gently drifting into Littlespace.
Nanny Josephine always knows what we need, and we all know that she thinks a lot of us.
But I’m beginning to wonder how milk and nap time with Reece as my Daddy might look like – and to be honest, I think I might be crushing harder than I have in a long, long time.
Reece showed me with the spanking that he could do the discipline side of being a Daddy. But now I’m hungry to see how he does the other Daddy duties too…