Page 2 of Awakening His Daddy

“I suppose crime never sleeps.” There’s a light chuckle, and then the conversation lulls around us, so we sip our drinks in blessed silence.

“Hey, what happened to Whit?” Mark looks around.

“Last I saw, he was looking very cozy with a cute twink,” the guy I can’t remember says.

“He’s new, which you would know if you ever came to any meetings,” Tyler says.

I ignore his taunt. “Anyone else here from the brotherhood?”

“We put the word out, but it’s hard to say who’s here for us and who’s not.” Tyler shrugs.

“It looks like there’s a good turnout of milk bunnies tonight, though.” Mark waggles his eyebrows.

“And they brought friends.” Tyler winks in my direction as if I know what he’s talking about.

Don’t ask what a milk bunny is.

It isn’t what you think.

People don’t want to suck men’s?—

“That’s good because I was really hoping I could find someone to suck me dry while grinding on my dick.”

People like doing that?

My heart starts racing.

Someone would want to nurse from a guy?

The image of a hot, wet mouth on my chest instead of my godforsaken pump skips through my mind. A warm body squirming against mine…

I shift in my seat. I’m not getting a boner thinking about this because it will never happen.

There’s no way.

He’s making this shit up.

Then, just to prove me wrong, a twink walks over and snuggles into Tyler’s lap.

“Hey, baby boy. Are you having fun?”

The twink nods.

“You want to say hello to Daddy’s friend?”

“Sure. He’s handsome.” He holds out his hand to me, and I shake it. “I’m Liam.”

“Joe.”

“Such a manly name.”

“Stop hitting on Daddy’s friends or you’ll get a spanking.”

“Sorry, Daddy.”

“Now, are you ready for a snack?”

The twink practically melts into his lap and runs his hands over Tyler’s pec. “Yes please, Daddy.”

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