14. Trent

Chapter 14

Trent

‘Good, that’s perfect!’ I holler, watching with pride as Mikey hops up and manages to stand on the board for the first time. ‘Hell yeah, I’m proud of you, boy!’

My words turn to laughter as Mikey inevitably loses his balances and crashes into the water. This happened to me many times as a kid learning to surf, and I reassure Mikey that laughter is the best way to deal with it – not that Mikey needs much persuasion.

‘ Hehe , that was cool!’ Mikey says as he clamber up onto the board and sits on it as the gentle waves make him bob up and down. ‘Falling in was nearly as fun as standing up!’

I smile wryly.

‘That’s the spirit,’ I say. ‘Don’t worry, you’ll be doing plenty more falling as you learn.’

I paddle closer toward Mikey.

We let the waves take us into shallower water and as the sun beats down on us, I can’t help but drink in Mikey’s tanned body as it glistens in the sun.

Beads of water drip down Mikey’s impressive pecs and abs.

My eyes flash toward the big pouch at the front of Mikey’s jockstrap. The soaking wet material makes the outline of Mikey’s cock clear for me to see, and I don’t even try to hide my admiration.

‘How does that feel?’ I say, reaching across and squeezing Mikey’s shaft.

‘It feels good,’ Mikey replies, his eyes suddenly full of desire.

Judging by the speed at which the size of Mikey’s dick is growing, I can tell that he’s more than happy with this turn of events.

But if Mikey thinks this is going to be a quick tug in the water, he’s got another thing coming…

‘Enough… for now,’ I say. ‘I want you bent over the width of the board, face down and ass on display. Dangle your arms over one side and your legs over the other. That’s Daddy’s orders.’

Mikey doesn’t hesitate to follow my commands.

After a surprisingly nimble maneuver, Mikey is in position.

‘You know there was no way you we’re wearing a jockstrap in the water and not getting your ass eaten, don’t you?’ I say, lustfully slapping my hands down on Mikey’s wet, wobbly cheeks.

‘Well, I was hoping…’ Mikey giggles, gasping as I squeeze his meaty buttocks and spread them wide.

I move closer and plunge my tongue onto Mikey’s exposed ass hole.

Probably the only thing better than eating ass is doing it in the wild ocean water, and today marks the first time I’ve done it with someone I love – so, perfection just got a little bit more perfect.

‘That’s too good,’ Mikey groans, his hulking thighs tensing and squeezing as he feels my tongue flicking, flexing, and teasing his ass hole.

I continue to work on Mikey, giving him everything I’ve got.

It feels incredible to pleasure him like this, out on the water and without a care in the world.

I know that Mikey had a wobble about our relationship, but I’m determined to do everything to convince him that both of us are better off together – and it seems like Mikey’s already in full agreement with this.

‘ Mmmph , can we do this every day?’ Mikey groans, squeezing his chunky ass cheeks around my tongue as I bury myself deeper inside him.

‘I can’t promise we’ll do it every day,’ I say, pulling my face temporarily out of his delicious cake. ‘But I can promise that we’ll find the time to make each other feel special every day. It might be a kiss. Or even a message. But you’ll never doubt for a second that your Daddy loves you.’

‘But I want my boot eaten!’ Mikey giggles, sassing me in a way that I can’t help but love.

After all, I hardly need any more motivation to slap my hand down on his rounded bottom.

But my spanks are purely playful, and I decide that it’s time to move on to the next part of our water fun.

‘Boy, I want you lying on your back now, the full length of the board,’ I say, happily helping Mikey keep his balance as he twists his body and lies down facing up. ‘Good, now lift your hips and pull your jock down. I want to see my boy’s big, hard cock in the flesh.’

Mikey whips his jockstrap down and his cock duly springs up to attention.

I playfully splash it with water before slowly easing myself up onto the board too.

‘Daddy… what are we going to do?’ Mikey says, his hands reaching out and stretching at the waistband of my briefs.

‘Something I’ve always wanted to try,’ I reply. ‘But it wasn’t until now that I had the right boy to try it with.’

Without wasting another moment, I wriggle and get my briefs down to my ankles before quickly wrapping them around the Velcro foot loop at the bottom of the board.

With both Mikey and me now naked and as hard as hard can be, I turn and present my cock to Mikey before lying down and finding my face millimeters away from Mikey’s throbbing snake.

‘A surf 69?’ Mikey giggles. ‘This is wild.’

‘Sure is,’ I say. ‘But less talk, more cock sucking. As I said, I haven’t done this before so I don’t know how long we can keep our balance.’

Mikey heeds my words and before I know it, he’s taking the full length of my dick into his mouth – and I’m doing the same at the other end too.

As Mikey sucks and slurps, I feel his wet hands reach up and tease and trace over my wet ass hole. This feels every bit as incredible as I’d imagined it would – and so far we’ve both managed to keep a strong enough core so that we don’t lose our balance and crash into the water.

The feeling of Mikey’s cock bouncing in and out of my mouth is making my own cock edge closer and closer to the point of no return – and something tells me that Mikey is feeling the same too.

I reach down and run my hands over Mikey’s balls and feel that they have tensed up, ready for an imminent release…

‘Give me everything you’ve got boy,’ I say, momentarily releasing Mikey’s thunderously hard dick from my wet mouth. ‘And I’ll do the same for you.’

‘Yes, Daddy,’ comes Mikey’s muffled reply, my cock bouncing off his lips.

It only takes a few more moments and we both find ourselves shooting our seed deep into one another’s mouth – and it’s such an exciting moment that we both finally lose our balance and fall off the surfboard and into the water.

‘Fuck, we nearly went all the way,’ I laugh, my head bobbing up and my cock still twitching and releasing the last of my seed.

‘Hehehe, that was crazy!’ Mikey giggles, his hands under water and jerking the final beads of cum out. ‘I hope this doesn’t count as water pollution?’

I shake my head and roll my eyes in mock disgust.

‘No, I think we’re okay on that score,’ I reply. ‘Come on, if you’re all done draining your dick, let’s get inside. You haven’t seen inside the shack yet. And I think you’re going to like it a lot…’

With that, we wade back to shore with one surfboard and two very satisfied, swinging dicks.

The surf shack might not compare to my home in the hills when it comes to modern luxuries and underfloor heating, but that’s not to say that it’s not cozy.

In fact, as I pull up the thick blanket and climb into the extra-large hammock next to a happily naked Mikey, I feel about as snug and cozy as Mayor Cozy of Snugsville.

‘This is the life, boy,’ I say, my strong chest pressing up against Mikey’s big, perfect baby boy body. ‘How about we just live here? We’d never have to work again.’

‘That would be awesome,’ Mikey says.

‘No, we love our busy lives too much,’ I reply. ‘But just think, when your forty hours into a long-haul, or I’m making the journey back from riding a wave a hundred kilometers away, we’ll both know that there’s the coziest snuggle at the end of it for us.’

‘In some ways, us being busy makes our time together more special,’ Mikey says, dreamily turning his head and looking into my eyes. ‘I should have realized that before I sent that silly text.’

‘Hey,’ I say, sternly. ‘I said you need to let go of that text. We all say and do things that we regret from time to time. But the secret is letting go of it all and moving on with your life.’

Mikey looks at me and I can see that he’s trying to figure something out.

‘You’re talking about yourself too, aren’t you?’ Mikey says. ‘Come on, Daddy, share with me too…’

I feel myself momentarily clam up.

It’s not that I don’t want to share with Mikey, but I’m not used to having a boy to talk to like this.

But I battle through my fears and begin to talk. I explain the situation regarding my uncle’s wife passing away and how he invited me to the memorial service in her honor.

I also explain to Mikey how this has brought up old feelings of being estranged from my family and never truly fitting in with them.

‘It’s totally valid to feel like that,’ Mikey says, his chest rising and falling as he speaks. ‘But I think you’ve got me as your family now. And your Daddy friends. You can go to the service and honor your aunt. And if things don’t go well with your wider family, then that’s on them. You know that you’ll be driving home to me, and Reece and Ranger too. I think you should do this.’

I smile and kiss Mikey on his lips.

The boy is right, and I know he is.

‘You’re pretty damn wise for a boy,’ I say. ‘I’m going to go. But there’s something else I need to say to you.’

‘Okay?’ Mikey says, an air of apprehension in his voice as if he’s fearing more family drama being brought up.

‘It’s milkies time!’ I laugh, reaching down to the floor and picking up a bottle of warm milk that I had prepared as Mikey dozed in the hammock. ‘And I think after his first surf lesson, my baby boy needs the full bottle too.’

‘I think I do too,’ Mikey says, his voice already regressing a fraction as I bring the milk bottle up and gentle place it on his lips. ‘I want my milkie…’

I smile with pride and love as Mikey begins to suckle on the plastic teat and glug the milk down.

I’ve got a big boy, and he needs his milk more than most.

‘That’s it, not too fast,’ I caution. ‘Take it a bit slower and let those beautiful eyes slowly close. That’s it. Just like that.’

Slowly but surely, Mikey drinks down the entire bottle.

And just as he takes his final gulp, I sense Mikey’s body relaxing and his eyes shutting tighter.

‘My boy’s asleep,’ I whisper, tenderly running my hand through his hair. ‘I love you, Mikey. You’re my perfect baby boy, and I’ll be here for you today, tomorrow, and forever .’

With that, I put the milk bottle back down on the floor and gradually let myself drift off to sleep as well.

It’s been an emotional day, and a fun one too – and I think tomorrow might be even better…

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