Page 10 of Daddy's Little Dreamer

Daddy Adam helped Brandon change into a pull-up and his onesie that said Daddy’s little duckie on the front, and a pair of blue shorts with rubber duckies all over them.

“I love your outfit. Rubber duckies are fun.” I felt overdressed in my slacks and button-down shirt.

“Duckies are the best!” he cheered, and his daddy smiled fondly at him. I wanted a Daddy to look at me with so much love.

“Okay, boys,” He took Brandon’s hand. “Would you like to hold my hand, Trevor?”

“Yes please and thank you.”

Together we walked down the hall past a big room full of tables, chairs, and people, but when we came around the corner there it was just on the others side of the wall of glass. The littles room I’d read about online. There were many adults just like me engaging in all the fun things I loved to do, and no one was yelling at them to stop. In fact, everyone was smiling and happy.

“Alright boys, I’ll be over there with the other daddies.” Daddy Adam pointed to the couches where they sat.

“Alright, Daddy, kisses.” Brandon made a kissy face at his daddy who happily smooched him right in front of everyone. He was so lucky.

“What do you want to play with first?”

“Anything! Everything!”

These were my people, and I was on cloud nine. I was ready to do laps around the room but figured zoomies wouldn’t go over well. Too many bodies and all that. It was so nice to see there was nothing wrong with me, I just had a preferred kink. I wanted to shout it from the rafters:Hey world, there’s nothing wrong with me!

“What’s your favorite?”

“Blocks and cars and dinos and story time.”

“Hee-hee, you have a lot of favorites, too.” Brandon was my new best friend, and Bumble too of course.

“Daddy will check you in for your appointment while we play. Come on, let’s play dino’s smash blocks. RAWR!”

Brandon dragged me over to where they were. We stacked the blocks and the dinos crushed them to the ground, then we did it all again. I don’t ever remember having this much fun before.

After we cleaned up our mess, we decided to make crafts.

“Daddy needs a new picture for our fridge.” Brandon tore a page from a coloring book and started shading it in.

I decided to make a popsicle stick picture frame for mom that I’d put our picture in when I got home.

“Hey,” I nudged Brandon’s shoulder. “Who’s that?”

“That’s Daddy Jayger, he’s one of the wet nurses.” As if he heard his name, he turned and winked at us as he passed by and disappeared behind a door at the back of the room. “Ooohhh, Daddy Jayger is so hot.”

That was putting it mildly. The man was drop dead gorgeous.

We finished our crafts, and Daddy Adam brought us juice boxes. This place was seriously the best.

“Thank you, Daddy Adam.”

“You’re welcome, Trevor. Your appointment is next.”

I threw my empty juice box in the trash and then he led me over to a lady with a clipboard.

“Miss Erin, this is our guest tonight, Trevor. He has an appointment with a wet nurse.”

“Hello, Trevor. Are you enjoying our club?”

“Yes, Miss Erin. It’s everything I always wanted but never knew was here.”

She smiled. “I’m very happy to hear that. Hopefully you become a member and we get to see your smiling face more often. Now, have you ever used a wet nurse before?”

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