Page 22 of Trained By His Little

We reluctantly pulled away from each other and hurried into the room. Daddy climbed into the bed and propped himself against the headboard. I licked my lips as he patted his leg, signaling me to come over. “Come lay on Daddy's lap, little one.”

Daddy was so hot, and I could already see milk starting to leak from his nipples. I wanted nothing more than to crawl up there and wrap my lips around his tight buds, but I couldn't let myself get distracted.

I hopped up and down excitedly then climbed up into the bed. I plopped down beside him and rested my head against his chest.

He let out a content sigh and his arms came around to envelop me in his warmth. “There you go, sweet boy. Now, what do you need to tell me?”

I looked up into his warm eyes and lifted my hand to cup his cheek. “You’re wrong. Yes, it's your job as my Daddy to take care of me. But Daddies need care too. I may be your boy, but I will also care for you and worry about you because I love you, Daddy.”

He placed his hand over mine, nuzzling my palm. “My precious boy. I love you too, sweetheart. I thought my chest was gonna explode from how much I missed you, and not because of my milk but because I just wanted to be with you.”

“Me too.”

He placed a kiss on the center of my palm. “Ollie, I'm so happy you came into my life, and I want to wake up every morning and see your beautiful face. Will you move in with me?”

My face became wet with tears of joy. “Yes, Daddy! I want that too. So much.”

Daddy cupped the back of my head, pressing soft kisses on my forehead and then the tip of my nose. His tenderness made my breath hitch and a whimper escaped when his soft lips met mine.

The kiss was slow as his tongue swiped against my lips. He deepened it, licking into my mouth at a torturous pace.

I moaned into his hot mouth as my hand cupped his pec, squeezing his already leaking nipple between my fingers.

The extra fullness from not being emptied properly made the milk flow out of him like a broken faucet.

I whimpered because the wet warmth felt so good against my skin, but I couldn't stand letting it go to waste. “Daddy, please.” I whined into his mouth, desperate to get a taste. It had only been two days, but I missed his sweet milk and the bond that seemed to grow with every suck.

He broke the kiss, his eyes blown with lust. “Please what, baby? Tell Daddy what you need.”

“You’re making me all wet, Daddy. I don't wanna waste. Please, can I suckle?”

He looked down, and his eyes widened at the mess on his stomach. “Yes, baby boy. Daddy needs you to take care of him.”

I eagerly made my way down his body, sticking out my tongue to lap at the milk coating his skin as I went.

“Such a good boy cleaning up his Daddy.”

My tongue swirled around his puffy nipple before I latched on.

“Fuck, sweetheart, your mouth feels so good.”

His milk flowed easily down my throat, and that first gush made me crave even more as I sucked faster.

Daddy carded his fingers through my hair, rubbing my scalp as he cooed in pleasure. “Shh, it's okay, little one. Slow down or you’ll hurt your tummy. I’m not going anywhere.”

I took deep breaths through my nose, trying to pace myself.

“That’s it. Nice and slow. Good boy.” He continued rubbing my scalp as I suckled, showering me in praise and affection.

I drifted off as Daddy’s delicious milk warmed my belly, making it too hard to stay awake as the lack of sleep and stress from flying finally caught up to me.

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I had one last meeting to attend, and after that, I was all his. I put a diaper on Ollie so he’d sleep better, tucked him into the bed, and left him to sleep. The relief I felt at not only having an empty chest but also having Ollie close by was tremendous, and I felt a hundred pounds lighter throughout the morning.

It was nice to have one more opportunity to meet with some of the guys from The Lactin Brotherhood. I was truly grateful for the way they were able to help me when I was at my most vulnerable point in life, and more importantly, that they connected me to the most important person in my world.

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