9. Mikey
Chapter 9
Mikey
‘Yeah, yeah, that’s right,’ I say, happily chatting away to Xander on speakerphone as I navigate the freeway segment of my journey. ‘I’m on schedule and loving every second.’
‘I love to see my crew in a good mood. Sounds like someone had a good time last night,’ Xander says, a knowing tone in his voice. ‘You can fill me in on all the deets when you get home.’
‘Will do, over and out!’ I giggle.
‘Over and out!’ Xander replies, ending the call.
I’ve been driving for five hours and I’m making good time. So far I’ve driven through the countryside, freeway, and am about to head back into a more rural road for the last leg of the journey there.
The fact that this happens to be the longest leg of the journey is probably a good thing.
I’m totally fine with driving on the freeway, but it’s just not as fun as hitting the backroads and discovering all the hidden gems that small towns and old school diners bring.
My plan is that once I pick up the goods, I’ll rest up and have a nap in the truck. Ideally, I’ll do this at a nice roadside layby somewhere, preferably with a nice view of a lake or mountain range.
Honestly though, all I’ll need to do is find somewhere relatively quiet and I’ll probably fall asleep within ten minutes.
I slept so well last night with Trent in the bed next to me, but for whatever reason I don’t feel that well rested. I guess it might take some getting used to having someone else in the bed with me – not that I’m complaining!
From the second that Trent began to bathe me, I knew that it was going to be a good evening. But when things took a naughtier turn, my mind was made up… it was going to be the best evening.
And I wasn’t wrong either.
All I can think of now is getting home and seeing Trent again.
The fact that Trent is totally cool with my job is just great. In the past I’ve had issues with Daddies not wanting me to be away for so long with work. Maybe it’s a trust thing, or maybe it’s all about attention, but somehow my job has always caused problems with other Daddies.
I guess I was just looking in all the wrong places.
Either way, I’ve found Trent now and things are looking like they’re well and truly on the up as far as my love life goes.
I feel my tummy rumble and reach down to pick up a protein bar from the passenger seat.
‘Boy, that’s good,’ I say, the oats, sugar, and chocolate coating hitting the perfect spot as I devour the protein snack in three quick bites. ‘I could eat another ten of those… easily !’
With that, I turn up the volume on my car stereo and ease my foot down on the accelerator.
It’s time to make some serious inroads into this journey.
After all, the quicker I can get this delivery done the quicker I can be back home and in the strong, sensual hands of my Daddy.
‘Wait… what time is it?’ I say, opening my eyes and sitting up in the rear block of seats that I use as a makeshift bed. ‘Is it still… night?’
I haul my ass into the front seats and see that it’s still very much dark outside.
A quick look at the red, flashing digital clock on my dashboard tells me that it’s actually 2:15AM, and I’ve only been asleep for a couple of hours.
Despite this, I now feel fully awake and rested.
‘Okay Atty, we’ve got a choice to make,’ I say, cradling my warm stuffie in the crook of my arm. ‘We go back to sleep and wake up at five as planned. Or… we get back out onto the road now?’
It’s been a while since I’ve driven through the deep, dark night.
I feel confident in my driving ability, but I’ve never actually taken this route before so it’s not like I know the roads that well.
Of course, I’ve got the trusty Google Maps to give me the general directions, but even with my full-beam lights on I know that there will be some bumps in the road and twists and turns that will be a whole heap harder to deal with in the dark.
‘I think I’m going to go for it,’ I say. ‘With you as my co-driver, I’ll be fine.’
I give Atty an extra snuggly squeeze and carefully place him down on his little cushion on the passenger seat.
I take a quick sip of water, demolish another protein bar, and put the keys in the ignition.
It’s time to pound the road and get back to Los Torros – and if I’m extra lucky, my Daddy might just be free to see me for some late night, or maybe early morning, fun too.
It turns out that driving in the dead of night has its upsides.
Not only was the road surprisingly lacking in any potholes or problematic corners, but there was barely another car on the road.
I was able to get back to Los Torros way quicker than I’d imagined, and even better – Trent told me to stop off at his place.
‘Wow, this is nice,’ I say as I step out of the truck and walk up the steps toward Trent’s hillside home. ‘I haven’t seen this many glass walls since the last time I was at the mall…’
Trent’s house is like a unique blend of surfer shack and sleek modern design. It’s very Trent. It’s also exactly the kind of place I’d expect a Los Torros Daddy to live.
It’s not cheap around here, and I know that from having worked on Reece’s home build a few months ago. Prices in this area are crazy, so I’m guessing that Trent must have had quite the career before he dropped it for a life on the waves.
Suddenly, I feel a little bit insecure about being a truck driver.
But before my cold feet get the better of me, I see Trent standing at the door in nothing but a pair of red trunks.
‘Come on, don’t be shy,’ Trent calls down. ‘The water in my pool is warm, I’ve prepared you a drink, and if you come now we’ll catch the sun rise together.’
A sunrise in my Daddy’s private pool?
Talk about the Los Torros Hills lifestyle… LOL!
Before I even get a chance to properly take in Trent’s garden or house close-up, I’m finding myself being taken by the hand and led round to the side of the house.
‘An infinity pool?’ I say, raising my eyebrow. ‘Okay, I need to get in there.’
‘Well let’s do it then,’ Trent says. ‘You want to just wear your boxers?’
‘I could,’ I say, a mischievous look on my face. ‘But I could also just… go nude?’
‘Sounds like a challenge,’ Trent laughs, his deep voice echoing around the surrounding hills. ‘Last one butt naked and in the pool sucks first!’
We both laugh and I giddily start removing my clothes.
‘Hey, you only have your trunks to take off!’ I complain. ‘No fair!’
‘Hey, no one said this game was fair,’ Trent laughs, stepping out of his trunks and letting his semi-hard cock spring up.
I lose even more time as my mind melts at the sheer thickness of his cock. Before I know it, Trent is already in the water and I’ve still got my boots and briefs to take off.
‘Cannon ball!’ I call out, finally naked and ready to get wet.
I make a huge splash and as I come up, I’m greet by Trent’s smiling face.
‘You’re a big boy, but that splash was insane!’ Trent says. ‘I love it.’
Within seconds, our hands are all over each other’s bodies.
There’s something so sensual about being naked in the water with someone else, and the feeling of Trent’s now fully erect cock banging up against my own dick is making me even hornier than I already was – and that’s saying something!
As our wet mouths meet and our tongues lap and swirl, I feel Trent grabbing my ass cheeks and squeezing them together and then shaking them.
‘I want to see my water baby clap those cheeks for me,’ Trent says, pulling away and guiding me toward the edge of the pool. ‘Climb up and make that booty bounce.’
I’m so hot for this, and quickly pull my body up so that my butt is above water level.
‘Like this, Daddy?’ I say, flexing and twerking my cheeks for his delight, the cool air hitting my ass and making me move quicker.
‘Just like that,’ Trent says. ‘Now let me take a closer look at that cake. I’m feeling hungry…’
I gasp as Trent parts my thick cheeks and plunges his tongue down onto my tight, wet ass hole.
Trent has definitely done this before, but right now I feel like the only Little in the whole world. It feels incredible to have this level of attention all on me.
I let out a long groan of pleasure as I feel Trent work his tongue and reach beneath the water and pull on my heavy balls.
‘Good boy,’ Trent says, momentarily breaking from eating my ass and giving my glistening butt cheeks a good, hard slap. ‘Make them move!’
‘Yes, sir,’ I moan, shaking my butt and feeling super-naughty as I put on a real show for my dominant Daddy.
‘No it’s your turn,’ Trent grunts.
I watch as he swims toward the shallow end and stands up to proudly display his thumpingly hard cock. The water is up to Trent’s thighs and as I swim close to him, I see just how magnificent his body he is.
A man half Trent’s age would kill to have the kind of lean, strong body that he does – and right now I feel like the luckiest Little in the whole world to have the privilege of pleasuring him.
‘Swallow it,’ Trent commands, the tone of his voice leaving no room for misunderstanding.
I open my mouth wide as Trent grips his cock and pushes it down far enough that I’m able to go on my knees and take it inside my mouth.
Everything about this feels so good.
Even as I gag on the full length of Trent’s dick, I know that I’m doing something that I’ve spent the last few days dreaming of.
We’d both already discussed that this would be a monogamous relationship and we’d already decided between us that we wouldn’t need to use protection.
I feel comfortable in sucking Trent’s naked cock, and I’ll feel just as comfortable when he takes me in his mouth too.
But before I can think about Trent going down on me, I need to make sure that my sucking skills are on point.
‘Work it faster, boy,’ Trent grunts, holding my head and encouraging me to bob and bounce quicker.
I can feel the saliva building up in my mouth, and it’s the hottest feeling imaginable as I reach my hands around to Trent’s perfectly hard, incredibly peachy ass.
I want to keep sucking until he cums in my mouth, but Trent has other ideas – and he is definitely in charge, so I follow without question.
‘Crawl behind me,’ Trent says as he wades through the shallow water toward the steps that lead out of the pool. ‘Now lie on the floor and jerk that big, fat dick of yours for my pleasure.’
‘Yes, Daddy,’ I say, breathless and incredibly aroused by Trent’s order.
I begin to work my cock faster and faster, spreading my legs wide and raising my hips so that Trent can see my butt too.
The look on Trent’s face is telling me that he’s enjoying it – and I’m loving the sight of him slowly gripping and pumping his own rock-hard cock too.
But just as I’m about to get a little bit over excited, Trent notices and tells me to stop.
However rather than this signaling the end of our poolside fun, I think this might just be the beginning…