7. Mikey
Chapter 7
Mikey
‘Things are moving fast ,’ I say as I munch on a triple-choc-chip cookie. ‘Was it like this with you and Reece?’
I know what Xander’s answer is probably going to be, but I want to hear him confirm it to me anyway.
We’re at work and it’s the first morning cookies and milk break.
After the party at Morning Milk last night, there are plenty of tired Littles on the crew, but we all managed to get in at sunrise to begin work. That’s just what you have to do as a member of the Construction Boys.
We work hard.
We party hard.
And we never finish a job behind schedule.
‘Yeah, it was kind of fast with me and Reece,’ Xander giggles, his mind obviously tracking back to the early days of their relationship and no doubt coming up with some fun and naughty memories. ‘Do you think you and Trent might…’
‘Might?’
‘You know, take things to the next level,’ Reece says, taking a big gulp of his milk. ‘Remember, even though Trent’s a Daddy, you can still decide when you’re ready. If he’s a good Daddy, which I’m sure he is, then he’ll understand and be happy to wait.’
‘Yeah, I think he’s a good Daddy,’ I reply, thinking back to how incredible it felt to play with him as Daddy and boy last night – and then of course have milkies time with him afterward. ‘To be honest, if he arrived here today and told me to get on my knees… I’d be down there in less than three seconds!’
The pair of us giggle together and I feel all warm and tingly.
Before Trent left Morning Milk the previous night, we held hands outside and he kissed me on my forehead. It felt good. In fact, it felt better than good.
But what I really wanted was Trent to kiss me on my lips.
With his square jaw, stubble, and perfectly pink lips, I know that it’s going to feel incredible when the time comes for us to have our first proper kiss – but I’m already getting impatient!
I know that Trent has his whole thing of wanting to take his time, but personally I think that if we both know that we like each other then there’s no reason why we can’t move forward and see just how good things could be between us.
But now’s not the time for me to be thinking too much about Trent – no matter how sexy and safe it felt to be given my milkies by him last night.
‘So… another delivery for me today?’ I say, finishing off my cookie.
‘Yeah, we’ve got you going about fifty miles west to pick up some steel,’ Reece says. ‘And then on the way home a small diversion to pick up some customized seat covers for the rehab room. Sounds good?’
‘Sounds perfect!’ I reply, my mind already planning out my day.
I’ve got a new audiobook downloaded and ready to dive into, plus I know a great diner that I can stop off at just across the road from the steel supplier.
Today is going to be a great day, I just know it.
And if I happen to hear from Trent, then that might just make it even better…
‘Hey, Xander,’ I say, my cell phone on speaker as I pull into the construction site. ‘I’m back and I’ve got the full load. There’s a couple of boys still here and I’ll unload it with them. Catch you tomorrow.’
I park the truck and let out a long, satisfied sigh.
After a delay at the initial pick-up, I was able to gain back most of the time I lost. That’s the thing with being a driver, you can never truly plan for delays. It might be roadworks, or it could be that something wild is happening at the supplier, but typically there’s always at least one situation to handle each day.
But I’m feeling good and more than ready to get the steel and customized seat covers unloaded and ready for tomorrow.
It doesn’t take me and the guys long to do the work, so I decide that my plan for the evening will be a nice long bath back at my place.
But just as I’m arriving home, I see a message pop up on my cell phone – and it’s from Trent…
TRENT: Hey, boy. I hope you’ve had a good day. I caught some waves and now I’m thinking it might be fun to see the cutest boy in all of Los Torros. I’m chill with whatever you feel like doing, so no pressure. But it would be good to see you.
I smile and take a brief moment to think. It would be fun to go out and maybe have a couple of beers with Trent. We could really sit down and get to know more about one another.
But on the other hand, my plan of having a long, hot bath is also still on my mind. After a long day of driving and plenty of heavy steel lifting too, what my body needs more than anything is to feel some hot water and relaxing bubble bath all over it.
Maybe…
No, it’s too soon.
Screw it, why not…
MIKEY: Hey! So… I’m not in the mood to go out tonight. But, maybe you could come over to mine? I’ve hauled so much weight today and I need a real soak in the tub. Maybe you could help out hehe? XoXo
I feel myself blush as I type the message, but before I have second thoughts and hit the delete button, I swipe my finger and get the message sent.
Luckily for me, I don’t have to wait too long for a reply either.
Trent replies and says that he’ll be over at my place in half an hour. I send him my address and feel a surge of adrenalin come over me.
I’m still having my planned bath night – but bath night with a Daddy is a whole other thing…
The water is perfect – hot but not too hot.
The bubbles are in full effect too, and the lit candles are giving off just the right light for a relaxing soak.
The only thing missing is Trent…
‘Hey, Atty, you don’t think he’s backed out?’ I say, picking Atty up and carrying him in my arms as I walk into the kitchen to make myself a nice cool drink of water to have with my bath.
I don’t need to worry for too long though as I hear my buzzer go.
‘It’s me,’ Trent says as I press the button and buzz him inside.
‘Here we go,’ I say, my voice trembling a little as I walk toward the door and take it off the chain.
I’m wearing my thick white robe with the yellow duck patterns and nothing underneath. Luckily, my excitement at Trent coming round hasn’t manifested itself into a hard cock, yet .
‘Hey, it’s good to see you,’ I say, opening the door and letting Trent step inside.
‘Nice place,’ Trent replies, looking around the entry lobby of my ground floor apartment. ‘I’ve driven past this building so many times. And now I’m inside it…’
I blush.
Even Trent talking about being inside my apartment is making me want to giggle like a schoolgirl with a huge crush.
‘The bath’s all ready,’ I say, quickly getting straight to business so as to keep my embarrassment to a minimum. ‘Can I get you a drink first?’
‘I’d love some water,’ Trent replies, smiling and placing a reassuring hand on my shoulder. ‘Don’t worry, we’ll take everything at a pace we’re both cool with.’
Before I know it, the pair of us are in my cozy bathroom.
‘I’ll turn away and let you get yourself in the water,’ Trent says, putting his hand over his eyes and turning away from me. ‘No peeking, I promise.’
Trent laughs and it puts me at ease.
I know that I haven’t known Trent for too long, but there’s something about him that makes me feel like I know who he is and what he stands for. It’s important for me that my Daddy has clear values that define him, and even though it’s still early days I feel like I can definitely say this about Trent.
‘Okay, I’m in!’ I giggle, my hefty body fully submerged underneath the plentiful bubbles. ‘It’s hot!’
‘Now where does Atty go?’ Trent says, turning to face me and spotting that Atty is over by the toilet.
‘He’s got a special stool, look,’ I say, pointing to the small wicker-topped stool next to the bath. ‘That’s his favorite spot!’
‘Perfect,’ Trent says, gently placing Atty down on the stool and then picking up a big, yellow sponge and dipping it into the bubble-covered water. ‘Now how about you lean forward and let Daddy ease that back of yours. You’ve had a long day, baby boy. I think it’s time you relaxed and let Daddy take the load off for you.’
I lean forward and right away feel a thrill of excitement as Trent gets onto his knees and begins to rub the sponge over my back.
I feel overcome with emotions as Trent continues to work the sponge.
On the one hand, I’m highly aroused – after all, it’s not every day that a smoking hot Daddy gives you a sponge bath, right?
But I feel super-nourished and cared for too. I know that Trent is doing this to make me feel good. He might be enjoying himself and getting a kick out of bathing me, but I can tell that I’m his number one concern in this moment – and it feels good.
‘How does that feel?’ Trent says, dipping the sponge into the water and beginning to work it over my tired shoulders and then down toward me pecs.
‘It feels soooo good, Daddy,’ I say, the D-word coming easily to me.
I can feel my body temperature rising now, the hot water around and over me doing its job.
But my temperature isn’t the only thing that I can feel rising…
‘ Ooops , sorry,’ I say, the sight of my hard cock poking up through the bubbles making my come over all shy.
‘Hey, don’t worry about it,’ Trent laughs. ‘Get me in the bath and I’m as hard as a rock within the first two minutes. It happens.’
‘But… I think it’s happening because of you,’ I say, my voice soft and shy.
‘Well if you’re happy, then I’m happy,’ Trent says, continuing to sponge my pecs and working it over my strong stomach too as I lean back in the bath and allow my bubble-covered cock to put itself on full display. ‘Now, how about this…’
I gasp and moan in pleasure as Trent moves the sponge down toward my dick and gently rub it up and down the full length of my shaft.
‘That… feels… awesome,’ I say, my heart racing and my body in a state of bliss – half relaxation and half arousal. ‘I… I… I want more .’
With that, Trent leans over and plants a kiss on my lips.
From the second our lips meet, it’s electric.
We continue to kiss and Trent continues to work my cock with the sponge, applying more pressure as my rock-hard dick strains and pulses with pleasure.
The combination of the kiss and the stimulation down below proves too much for me to handle, and before long I’m writhing and thrusting in the bath, the water splashing down onto the tiled floor.
As I shoot my load into the sponge and onto my stomach, Trent smiles and makes sure that every last drop of my seed is drained.
‘ OMG , wow, that was… incredible,’ I say, short of breath and my eyes feeling sleep. ‘Thank you.’
‘Trust me, the pleasure is all mine,’ Trent laughs, a look of delight on his face as he wipes my stomach clean. ‘Now that you’re feeling totally relaxed, how about I pull up a chair and you can tell me all about your day? I want to get to know you baby boy.’
‘That sounds great,’ I reply. ‘Or even better… you could get into the bath with me?’
Trent smiles and before long, he’s removing his clothes right before me and getting into the bath.
I feel my eyes widen at the sight of his lean, muscular body and long, thick cock as they slide underneath the water.
It’s a good job that I have an extra-large bath, but even with the two of us in, there’s still enough room.
I certainly didn’t plan for this evening to go like this, but right now I’m thinking that I might just have stumbled upon the best Daddy in the whole world.
The only problem is that I’ve got an overnight delivery tomorrow.
Still, there’s always the rest of the night for us to have some fun…