Page 46 of In the Name of the Father

Once he reached Daddy, he was treated with one of the soft pats on his behind that were so enjoyable. “Absolutely. We’ll stay in and I’ll answer all your questions. For now, we need to at least have our protein shake before we hit the garage.”

Seth loved how they could enjoy working out together without having to leave the house. He’d been surprised at the array of weights and equipment Daddy had set up in the attached garage.

The same terrycloth robe Daddy had given Seth to use before was draped across the unmade bed. Daddy gathered it up before holding it open for Seth.

“The house is still warming up. I adjusted the thermostat before I came back in the bedroom, but it’ll take a little while before I’ll feel comfortable with you not wearing anything. For now, though, let’s put this on.”

Seth stuck his arms in the sleeves one at a time and allowed Daddy to adjust it around his frame before tying the belt.

Daddy pointed down. “And the slippers.”

Seth stepped into the house shoes then waited while Daddy tugged on a pair of sweatpants for himself that had been lying next to the robe. He put on his own slippers, however, he remained bare-chested. Seth didn’t want him to be cold, but he didn’t mind the view, either. Since they’d been living together, Daddy had always kept himself covered. Even when they’d work out in the garage together, he’d always worn a shirt. Seth imagined it had been in deference to him.

Now I can look my fill.

Daddy wrapped an arm around Seth’s waist as they made their way from the bedroom. Seth reciprocated, the gesture feeling as natural as if they’d been together for years.

Once they reached the kitchen, Daddy let him go and headed toward the refrigerator. Seth stopped in the doorway, a thread of confusion and unease assailing him. He couldn’t pinpoint what it was exactly. Daddy was humming a classic rock song as he moved through the room and Seth was pondering why he couldn’t get his heart to quit thumping as though he’d just run a race.

He jumped at the touch of Daddy’s hand on his shoulder. “Sweetheart, I need you to sit down. I’ll finish making the shake so you can at least have something on your stomach. Then I think we should move straight to a discussion of our new roles.”

Seth gave a shaky nod. “Can we do that in the bedroom? I’d like it if you could hold me.”

Daddy rubbed his back. “That’s a wonderful idea. We can save starting a morning routine for tomorrow. I’ll pour the coffee, then you can help me out by bringing both mugs to the bedroom. Straighten up the covers so we can get back underneath.” Daddy’s hand dipped lower and he cupped one of Seth’s butt cheeks then gave it a squeeze. “And I expect you to be naked and in bed when I get there.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

It was odd how two simple words could fill him with such peace.

Seth waited the couple minutes for the coffee to finish brewing then did as he was told. As he tidied up the bed, he mused as to why he’d suddenly become so anxious. While it was true that everything was happening fast and there was a lot to take in all at once, this was what he’d wanted. Evenbetterthan he’d wanted. He never could’ve guessed that he’d be with such a wonderful, caring man.

“There’s my sweet boy.” Daddy offered him a wide smile as he strolled into the bedroom carrying a tray with their two shakes and a bowl of something he couldn’t see. “Let me hand this to you so I can climb in without dumping everything over.”

He gave the tray to Seth then shucked off his sweatpants. Seth checked the mysterious contents of the bowl and noted the chopped apples and pears. Once Daddy had joined Seth under the comforter, he motioned for the tray then set it down on his side. After that, he fussed with the pillows so they could sit propped up against the headboard.

“Kiss first, then I’ll feed my boy.”

Kissing Daddy was everything.

After receiving a short, but thorough kiss, Daddy gave him his shake. He began to drink it as fast as he could so they could move on to their discussion right away.

Daddy laid a hand on his wrist. “Hey, slow down. I don’t want you upsetting your stomach. All day, remember?”

Seth lowered his glass then licked the remnants of the drink from his lips. “I know. I’ve always been impatient. It’s gotten me into a lot of trouble.”

Daddy took a swallow of his own shake. “You’re not in trouble, let me put that out there first thing. As a matter of fact, while I’ve typically used punishments in the past to help guide my boy, I won’t be doing that with you.”

Seth had tensed up the second he’d heard the word punishment. As soon as Daddy had said it wouldn’t be a part of their roles, however, he’d almost let out a sigh of relief.

Daddy regarded him as if he were a science project.

He sees me.

“Mmm. That’s what I thought, and is why I’ll be giving rewards instead of punishments. The better you behave and follow the rules, the more rewards you’ll get. If you’re misbehaving, then you won’t get a reward.”

“When you say rewards, do you mean blow jobs?”

Daddy barked out a laugh. “I hope to give you lots and lots of rewards, so I’d like to come up with a variety of things. Otherwise, I’m afraid my lips will fall off.”

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