Page 2 of His Last Chase

Bingo, baby!

“Added to cart and will be here by end of week.” I spoke to the figure as I unboxed and gently removedit. “Ohhh, so shiny and new.” I slid Miles from his hiding place and sat on the floor so he and Spidey could play.

“Good boy.”

“Ahhh!!” I screamed and tossed the toys across the room and instantly regretted it. “Dude, what the hell?”

David walked across the room and picked them up then took a seat on the bed. I eyed my toys as they peered at me from in his clutches. “Here,” he patted the bed beside him, “take a seat, Chase.”

Here it comes, thewhat the hell is wrong with you,speech.You’re an adult, not a freaking baby. Wait until the guys find out.

Scratch that last one. David would never betray me that way. He’d been my best friend forever, but I couldn’t deny hearing those two words,good boy, and how they filled me with a warmth and desire I hadn’t felt since my mother passed away.

As soon as I sat, he handed them to me.

“Don’t be embarrassed, there’s nothing wrong with playing with toys.”

“There-there’s not?”

“No, there’s not. You know that club Jordan and I talk about, Cordes?” David’s eyes were on me, not a hint of malice or teasing in them.

I nodded. “Yes. The BDSM one?”

“Yes, that one. I get the impression when I mention it or BDSM you think it’s all about whips and chains given the way you cringe.”

On cue I cringed. Couldn’t help it.

“Exactly like that,” David smiled. “But that’s not what it’s about. Well, some of it is but there’s so much more to the lifestyle than just those elements. I’ve grown a lot, personally, in here,” he tapped his head, “since I joined.”

Still wasn’t following, though no need to say the words aloud as my face gave the confused thoughts away.

“Let me cut to the chase, Chase,” David laughed. “I’m a witty fucker.”

I rolled my hand in the air for him to get on with it.

“I believe you’re a little, Chase.”

“Hey, I’m average height.” Offended didn’t even cover how I felt. David and I were the same height for fuck’s sake.

“Let me ask you this, how do you feel when you talk to and play with your toys.”

Toys, as if I played with more than one, well, two now.

I shrugged.

“Use your words, Chase. You know I’ll never condemn nor make fun of you. You know Jordan and I don’t live a conventional lifestyle and there is nothing wrong with that nor with wanting to playwith toys and have fun. Remember, I’ve known you since we were kids. Your secrets will always be safe with me.”

David was right on all counts. “I-I like it. They love me.” I patted Miles’s head and tightly tugged him to my chest.

“I love you, too, Buddy. Don’t ever forget that and I’m here for you no matter what you need. Even if it’s just an ear to bend. But back to Cordes. They have a pet play area as well as a littles’ room. I’m going to forward you a link to Cordes along with some really helpful websites I’ve come across.” He tapped away on his phone. David was one to always follow through. If he told me he’d do something I could guarantee it would be done.

David was with me through all the bad times. I practically lived at his house after my mom died. She and my stepdad, Johnny, had only been married a few months when a drunk driver hit her head on. Before then, Johnny played with me all the time but after that we hardly talked. I was so lost. I never knew my real dad or anything about him and I was only eight when I lost my mom and subsequently, the only father figure I’d ever known.

Johnny was never abusive, I had whatever I needed. Clothes, food, school supplies, but he no longer sat and did homework with me or tossed a ball around outside. It was like he died when my mom did.

“Maybe you need a Daddy?”

“You know Johnny hasn’t been a part of my life since we moved into our first apartment.” Not that he was before then, but I hadn’t heard a word from him since graduation.

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