Page 9 of Cruising for a Daddy

“It is,” Adam agreed. “Help yourself to a snack or a soda from the refreshment area over there, or if you want a drink, there’s a bar to the left of the pool.”

“I’m good for now, but thank you.”

“So, how are things going for you?” I asked. I was disappointed for him that he hadn’t found a Daddy yet, but I knew it wasn’t reasonable to think that just because I’d found Adam so quickly that Carey would be that lucky.

“Good. I slept in this morning and then went to a brunch that the Cuff’d group had planned. There were a bunch of nice Daddies there, but none that caught my eye right away. Tonight, I think I’ll go to the karaoke night they have planned. Maybe I’ll get lucky there.”

“We can go with you if you want,” I said.

He chuckled and shook his head. “That’s sweet of you, Ollie, but you hate karaoke. Besides, I’m guessing you and your Daddy here have better things to do.”

He stayed and chatted for a little bit, but there was a cooking demonstration he was planning to go to with a couple of the other boys he’d met at the brunch this morning, so he couldn’t stay long. It was about mid-day by the time he left, and I was starting to get hungry, so we went for lunch and then took a walk through the art gallery and discovered a shared love of art.

After the art gallery, we wandered around the ship a bit and eventually decided to play a round of mini-golf. I’d never played golf, mini or otherwise, but it was fun. Adam was insanely patient as a teacher, and he really didn’t seem to mind stepping right up behind me and showing me how to swing the putter just so to try to make the shot. He seemed to take his mini-golf pretty seriously, and I got a kick out of him trying to explain the geography of the perfect shot for each hole. It was hard for me to even imagine how this perfect Daddy had found me our very first night here, but I sure wasn’t complaining.

We had the cabana for the whole day, so after the round of mini-golf, we went back there to finish out the day. We swam and ate off the buffet again, and then we spent a little more time under the cabana listening to the band play.

“So are you having a good time?” he asked.

“The best. Today was exactly what I needed to decompress and actually get ready to enjoy the rest of the week. This last year of school was super stressful and just relaxing for a change was perfect. How about you?”

“Same here. A day of just laying around with you in my arms was exactly what I needed. Can’t think of a better way to spend my vacation. As a matter of fact, I think our test was a complete success, how about you? Do you want to spend the rest of the week with me?”

I spun around in the chair to face him. “Yes, Daddy, I can’t think of anything I want more.”

He took my face in both his hands and pulled me to him for a kiss. “I think we should call it a night. What do you say? Want to spend the night in my suite again?”

I hadn’t spent any time in my cabin, but I didn’t care about that at all when Adam asked me to go back to his suite with him for the night. I nodded my head. “I think that sounds like a great idea.”

Adam

We rushed up to my suite, and as soon as the door closed behind me, I pulled him to me and kissed him. I swear I couldn’t get enough of this boy, and spending the day with him hadn’t made me want anything but more.

“Ollie.”

“Yes, Daddy?” he said sweetly.

“Take off your shirt,” I ordered.

He didn’t hesitate. He reached for the hem of his shirt and pulled it up over his head. I ached to touch him, but I wanted him naked first. He stood there and let me look, neither of us speaking.

“Take off the swim trunks,” I ordered in a firm, no-nonsense tone.

He bit his bottom lip in an attempt to hold in a groan as the outline of his erection visibly lengthened. He reached down, and at first, it looked like he was going to do as I commanded, but instead, he reached into his pants and cupped his cock, never breaking eye contact as he rubbed his hard-on. I shook my head and clicked my tongue.

“Boy,” I said firmly.

“Yes, Daddy?”

“I told you to take them off, but I didn’t tell you to touch yourself, did I?” Things had moved so quickly, we hadn’t really discussed submission, but I loved to be in control. I watched him, waiting, and when he realized what I wanted, one side of his mouth lifted with a smile.

“I’m sorry,” he said sweetly as he pushed his trunks down his legs, freeing his swollen cock. Then he stood up in front of me and didn’t move, waiting for my next command. I looked at him, starting with his face, taking in his perfect skin, beautiful blue-green eyes, and sexy lips. Slowly, I let my gaze drop to his chest, and then trail down to his toned abs. I imagined the taste and feel of those muscles as I licked my upper lip. I pushed down my shorts just past my balls, and with Ollie standing naked and silent in front of me, I began to stroke myself.

“Do you want to touch me, Ollie?”

“No,” he said, licking his lips. “I don’t want to touch you. I want you in my mouth. I want to taste you, Daddy. Would that be okay?”

A slow, wicked grin spread across my face. Damn, he was perfect.

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