Chapter 12
Chapter Twelve
Rhodes
Mine.
Mine.
Mine.
“I… I like fruit, Daddy.” I never knew I’d like a banana so much. They could buzz and reach deep and were small enough I could go fast. Vroom. Vroom. “I…”
More.
More.
More.
“I need more hands, Daddy.” Working my banana was hard. It buzzed so good but I had to make it to go in and out too. It was Daddy’s turn to be a good helper again. “My… my penis is lonely.”
Yes. He could fix my problem.
Lonely penis… no hands.
Daddy groaned and reached down to squeeze the front of his pants quick-quick.
His penis must’ve been lonely too, but he was a good helper and stepped into the room.
He even remembered to close the door and push the lock button.
“I saved you from the invaders but we’re going to be careful just in case. ”
Such a good Daddy.
“I… That’s…” Bananas were so nice. They buzzed fast and stretched cute boys just enough to make them happy. “Help, Daddy.”
He made such good sounds, but he was smart and started taking off his clothes as he walked over to the bed. He was so excited he forgot to pick up his clothes and they got all over just like mine were at the other house. “I’m glad you like your new toys, little firecracker.”
I did.
I really did.
“I found it.” Daddy bought it for me. He hid it but I was smart and fast. “It’s mine.”
My toy.
My happy button.
Oh, my banana loved my happy button.
“That’s right.” My naked Daddy climbed on the bed, curling around me and kissing my head. “It’s all yours and you don’t have to share.”
He… he was so smart.
Sharing was terrible.
So now I didn’t do it.
No sharing toys.
No sharing other people’s clothes.
Mine.
All mine.
But I could share with Daddy… he… he was special… and he had good banana hands.
“That’s my good boy. Let me have the toy and you can play with your cock.” Daddy made another happy Daddy sound as I let him play with my banana and I wrapped my hand around my penis.
Daddy made my buzzy banana go in and out slower, even when I stretched my legs wide for him, but he got my button and I could give my penis lots and lots of attention. “Fuck. This is… I knew you’d like your new toys.”
I liked my penis too and now I got to play with both.
And my new paints and art stuff.
“You… you banana so good, Daddy.” And he wrapped around me so nice while I held my toys. My paint toys and my penis toy. “And… and you got me… you got me paint stuff.”
Faster.
Faster.
Faster.
“Be nice to your penis, baby.” Daddy kissed my head, making my banana go slower. “Gentle attention.”
I whined and wiggled, so I could make my banana go deeper and faster again. “My ’nana, Daddy.”
“My boy.” Daddy chuckled when I pouted. He was a meanie and didn’t feel bad. “You’re going to break your penis, little firecracker.”
Maybe.
“I… I like my art, Daddy.” Yes. That was better. Daddy just needed a distraction, so I could go faster-faster. “You… you ’membered I like art.”
Smiling, Daddy nodded and gave me more snuggly head kisses. “We’re going to make sure you have more time for your art.”
’Cause I was important to Daddy.
“I… I get busy with stuff.” I liked my art but I liked playing too. “Now… now I can do art when we play, Daddy.”
“I can’t wait.” Daddy sprinkled kisses over my face as he slowly banana’d me over and over. “We’ve got lots of new toys to have fun with.”
“My art and my ’nana.” Daddy got good surprises. “They’re… they’re mine but I’ll share with… with you.”
My ’nana was so good.
“Such a sweet boy.” I was such a good boy he buzzed me bigger and pushed my button. “Yeah, you like your banana.”
Scrunching up my face, I rubbed the head of my penis and nodded as I hugged my art tighter. “I… I like playing with my penis with you too… even… even without my ’nana.”
Playing with Daddy was fun.
Oh… but my ’nana was so much fun too.
“I love playing with you too.” Daddy snuggled down so he could kiss my neck. “And I loved coming in and seeing such a sexy surprise.”
He made me giggle.
Me and my ’nana was sexy.
“You… you didn’t say I couldn’t play. That… that wasn’t your rule.” He didn’t have stupid rules. He had good rules to protect me from the invaders. “And… and I was ready for ’nana play, so I did it. I got clean too.”
I was so smart.
Daddy was so silly. He groaned and hid his face against me. “Baby, is that what you were doing when you were supposed to be cleaning your house?”
Maybe.
“I… I got distracted in the bathroom.” Oops. Oh well. “But… but I’m smart ’cause I was ’nana ready.”
Soooo smart.
My ’nana was so buzzy.
I wanted it to go faster, though, so I rocked my hips. I went back and forth between my ’nana and my hand and it was the bestest.
“Look at all that precum, little firecracker.” Daddy gave me nuzzles and kisses and pressed the ’nana against my button to make me shake and moan. “Now you can play with your cock faster. Squeeze it tighter. That’s right.”
Playtime was so good.
My hand was so good.
My ’nana was pushing on my button so good.
Daddy’s kisses were so good.
Yay.
“That’s right. Come for me.” Daddy made my ’nana go faster and faster as I exploded and bounced and shook and chased all the happies. “Show me how good it is, baby.”
I followed directions really well.
Until I got all done.
When I couldn’t get any more happies, I melted and Daddy laughed as he turned off my new toy. “Such a good boy.”
“I… I came real, real big for you, Daddy. Just… just like you said.” And once my ’nana was out, my legs flopped down and I rolled over to give him snuggles. “Now… now you need to play, Daddy.”
He was hard and wiggly too but he hadn’t come when he’d been rubbing his penis against me.
Daddy groaned when I put my leg between his and rubbed his big penis with my thigh. “That’s… yes… that’s a good idea but can we put your toy over on the bed?”
My toy?
“My ’nana, Daddy?” It was on the little table because Daddy was smart.
Did he forget already?
“No, baby. Your art set.” Daddy petted the top of the box but he didn’t take it away from me. “We’ll play with it in just a few minutes.”
Oh.
Hmm.
“It’s mine.” He said so. “You bought it for me.”
Daddy gave me forehead kisses and rubbed my back. “That’s right. I know how important your toys are and I bought it just for you.”
Because I was special.
But it was mine.
“Trade. I put it down but I get a trade.” Yes. That was a good idea. I was so smart. “I trust you, Daddy. You’ll be fair.”
He made more soft Daddy kind of sounds but smiled and nodded. “Thank you, baby. I’ll trade you and I’ll be fair.”
“Because I’m special.” I tried to wiggle closer but my box almost got squished. Daddy didn’t laugh but he pressed his lips together when I huffed. “You’re smart.”
And a brat but I kinda liked it sometimes.
“I appreciate you noticing that.” Daddy kissed my forehead. “Can I take your present and put it at the end of the bed? You’ll be able to see it.”
“Yes.” That wasn’t far. “Then I get my trade.”
Daddy nodded and took my box. He was a good helper and sat up to put it at the end of the bed but as he set it down careful, he frowned. “What did you say you wanted to trade it for?”
Ha.
“No take-backs.” I was smart. “You traded.”
Daddy was gentle with my box but not himself as he flopped back on the bed and groaned. “You were sneaky. What did I agree to?”
I was so smart.
“Me.”
Ha. Ha.
I was so smart… that was a better word than sneaky.