9. Taylor
Chapter 9
Taylor
Breakfast with Harrison was so much fun. The food, the drinks, the conversation – all of it was exactly as I had hoped it would be.
And one thing I really took from it was that Harrison wanted to get to know me too. I know that Harrison finds me attractive – the big throbbing snake I felt as he spanked me is proof enough of that!
But what I felt during our breakfast date was that Harrison actually likes me for me, and that my personality is a good fit for his.
Right now, I feel happier and more at ease with myself than I have in a long time. It’s been a big step to move to Los Torros, and even though it’s all gone well so far at times I’ve found it quite overwhelming when I’ve been back at my place and on my own after work.
Back in my old home, I always had my friends to call on to go for a beer or play some sports. But it’s still so early in my new life here that I haven’t built that network up yet – and that’s where Nicky has been so much help.
On the face of it, Nicky and me are so different.
I’m big and Nicky’s small.
Nicky’s a barista and I’m a builder.
Oh, and he’s been a Little his whole adult life, and I’m only taking my first steps now at the grand old age of twenty-six.
But these differences just seem to have helped us bond, and I’m already looking forward our next hangout… which just so happens to be right now!
‘Hey!’ I say, waving at Nicky as he walks down the main Los Torros boulevard toward me. ‘This must be a first… I actually arrived before you.’
‘See, you’re a real local now,’ Nicky giggled, giving me a hug. ‘So, where first?’
I pause and take a moment to think.
The idea of our afternoon hangout is that I need to go shopping for some Little supplies, and Nicky is going to guide me around the various stores in Los Torros that cater for us.
‘Shall we get some craft supplies?’ I say, already imagining how many coloring books and brightly colored felt tip pens I’m going to stock up on.
‘I think that’s a brilliant idea,’ Nicky replies. ‘Come on, follow me. I’ve got just the place for us!’
With that, the pair of us merrily skip along the street as I embark on my very first Little shopping spree with my brand new BFF.
Life feels good in Los Torros, and I can’t wait to message Harrison later and update him on everything I’ve been up to since our breakfast together.
* * *
It’s getting late, and after the closing credits of Pixar’s Cars plays, I think about turning in and going to bed.
Shopping with Nicky was a lot of fun, and despite the fact that we refueled with plenty of candy and sweet juice drinks, I actually feel even more tired than after a full day on the construction site – come to think of it, maybe all that processed sugar wasn’t such a great idea, LOL!
But as I’m about to haul my booty off the couch, I see my phone flash with a message notification…
Hmmm. Saturday night in… kinda boring. I’ve finished my work, eaten dinner, and now? I guess I’ll just turn in. Or…? HARRISON.
I feel my heart race with excitement. Is Harrison testing the waters for some kind of booty call? It might be the sugar that’s still in my system, but with the adrenalin pumping I decide that I’ll fire back with an even more flirty message…
Oh don’t mind me, I’m just all alone at home. It’s kind of cold, all my clothes are in the wash, and I could do with a snuggle to keep me warm… know anyone who could do the job? ;) T XoXo
I smile to myself and put the phone back down on the couch. And I nearly jump off the couch when a few moments later I hear a loud bang at the door.
It couldn’t be, could it?
I get up from the couch and walk over toward the door. I’m wearing my new pair of dinosaur pajamas and my green tail swishes from side to side as I walk to the buzzer.
‘Is that… you?’ I say, my voice trembling with anticipation.
‘Buzz me in and you’ll find out,’ Harrison replies, his natural authority and charm bowling me over once more.
Before I know it, I’m opening the door and Harrison is standing before me with a smile on his face and a batch of double-choc cookies in his hand.
‘I was passing by and thought you might fancy a late night snack,’ Harrison says, stepping inside. ‘After you gave me your address at breakfast, there was no way I was going to miss a chance to stop by.’
‘Perfect,’ I say, my eyes flashing between the cookies and the sight of Harrison’s strong, lean forearms and biceps. ‘Come on, let’s go and sit down.’
‘One thing,’ Harrison says as we sit on the couch together. ‘In your message you said your clothes were all in the wash… ‘
‘I didn’t say my pajamas were!’ I reply, a hint of sass in my voice. ‘Pajamas aren’t clothes, silly!’
‘Careful,’ Harrison says, his eyes full of desire. ‘I’ve spanked you once before. Don’t think I won’t do it again. Now be a good boy and eat your cookie.’
I giggle and munch on the cookie.
But rather than devour the whole thing, I find myself waiting for Harrison to make his move.
I can see in his eyes that he wants to touch me, and I want that too. But I can’t bring myself to make the first move. I might have done in the past, but if me and Harrison are going to kiss, I want him to take the first step.
With the tension rising, I feel Harrison edge closer to me on the couch.
‘Look at me,’ Harrison says, gently cupping my chin and turning my head up so that we’re looking into one another’s eyes. ‘I’m going to kiss you now. Is that okay?’
I nod.
And just like that, Harrison leans in toward me and we begin to kiss.
The feeling of Harrison’s lips on mine sends a jolt of electricity right through me. Before long, I feel Harrison’s hands slowly working their way up inside my pajama top, my chest heaving up and down as each touch sends a million sensations all over my body.
‘W-w-wow,’ I splutter, my cock hardening and making a huge tent at the front of my clingy pajama bottoms. ‘This feels… so good.’
‘How about we make it even better?’ Harrison says, standing up and unbuckling his black belt. ‘I want to take things one step at a time. And this is the next step, right here.’
I watch as Harrison lowers his suit trousers and then pulls down his shiny black briefs too. The sight of his huge cock bouncing up and out toward me practically makes my jaw hit the floor.
‘OMG,’ I say, blushing and almost bursting out into nervous laughter at the size of Harrison’s manhood.
‘You’re the bigger boy in some ways,’ Harrison says. ‘But I think I’ve got the size advantage here .’
Harrison’s not kidding.
I lick my lips and watch as Harrison lies down on the couch, his thick cock thudding up and down invitingly.
‘Now crawl up here and suck my cock, boy,’ Harrison says, his voice gruff and full of machismo. ‘Look me in the eyes. Show me how much you like sucking Daddy’s cock.’
I don’t need to be asked twice.
Before I know it, I’m gripping Harrison’s cock with both hands and licking up and down his shaft. As my tongue wraps and whips over Harrison’s bulbous dick head, I can feel my own cock straining inside my pajama bottoms.
‘Pull your bottoms down,’ Harrison says. ‘I want to feel your dick on my legs while you pleasure me.’
‘Y-y-yes, Daddy,’ I say, my mind now focused only on following Harrison’s orders and showing him how submissive and obedient I can be.
After quickly pulling my pajamas down to my ankles, I begin to work my hard dick in between his muscular thighs. It feels good, and I can tell from the look on Harrison’s face that he’s enjoying it too.
‘Back to work, boy,’ Harrison barks. ‘I want you working that mouth for me.’
I grip Harrison’s cock again and dribble some saliva onto the tip of his dick to make it nice and wet before I plunge my mouth down and begin to take each and every inch inside my mouth.
I feel myself gag a little, but after pulling back slightly I go again and begin to increase the speed of my movements – all the while maintaining eye contact with Harrison as he watches on with a look of pure lust in his eyes.
Harrison’s loving the fact that I’m following his orders to a tee – and I’m not about to do anything to disappoint him either. Right now, Harrison could tell me to do anything, and I would.
Soon enough, I feel Harrison’s thighs harden as he squeezes them together and sure enough his hot, salty cum shoots into my mouth.
I grind my hips into Harrison and as my own dick pumps deeper between his thighs I feel myself orgasm too.
The pair of us are moaning in pleasure together as we drain every last drop together.
‘God damn, that was good,’ Harrison says, thrusting one final time before pulling his dick out of my mouth. ‘I’ll hand it to you… that was special .’
‘Same,’ I reply, flopping onto the side of Harrison and resting my head on his perfectly defined pecs. ‘I’ve never actually done that before, not exactly like that anyway.’
‘I would never have guessed,’ Harrison says.
‘But I felt safe with you,’ I reply, tracing my hands down Harrison’s hard chest. ‘I always feel safe with you. Can I…’
I pause.
I know what I want to say, but I’m not sure how to say it – or whether I even feel brave enough to put myself out there.
Luckily for me, Harrison has a certain way of bringing out my courageous side.
‘Speak boy, that’s an order,’ Harrison says, a warmth in his voice despite the fact that he’s giving me a direct command.
‘Can I call you Daddy?’ I say, immediately shutting my eyes and burying my head into his chest.
‘First, I want you to lift your head up and look at me,’ Harrison says, running his hand through my hair. ‘Come on, I want to see that beautiful face of yours.’
I do as Harrison tells me and wait for him to speak.
‘ Of course you can call me Daddy,’ Harrison says, smiling. ‘I would consider it an honor.’
With that, the pair of us lie together, our bodies tangled up together and our cocks well and truly satisfied.
I think I’m about to have my first Daddy and Little sleepover – and I couldn’t be happier.
The only question is, how much sleep will we be getting?
Oh, and what’s for breakfast in the morning?