Page 25 of Thrust Me Daddy

He might be the biggest of big boys, but the feeling of having a remorseful and happy Mikey over my lap is something that I cherish. The boy knew that he was acting out of turn, took his spanking, and now the pair of us can feel happy and closer than ever.

With the prospect of some fully loaded bagels on the near horizon, I’m determined to make this the best early morning either one of us has experienced.

‘Hey, boy, it’s okay,’ I say, the pair of us standing outside his building. ‘You’ll be back tomorrow, and we can arrange to do something then.’

I can see that Mikey really doesn’t want us to go our separate ways.

Breakfast was great, and I honestly don’t think I’ve laughed so hard in a very long time – and that includes on my beer and whisky fueled nights out with Ranger and Reece.

‘I know, but…’

‘No buts,’ I reply, placing my hands around Mikey’s waist and kissing him on his soft, plump lips. ‘Youloveyour work. We’ve got all the time in the world to hang-out.’

‘I guess so,’ Mikey says, taking what I’m saying on board but evidently not totally convinced. ‘What are you going to do today?’

‘You know me,’ I reply, flashing my smile in Mikey’s direction. ‘Another day, another wave to catch. I’m hitting a cove about fifty kilometers along the coast. By all accounts, we’ll be getting some gnarly waves.’

‘I’d maybe like to try surfing,’ Mikey says, a look of vulnerability in his eyes. ‘It’s just…’

‘It’s just?’

‘Someone told me I’d be too big,’ Mikey replies. ‘This was in high school, and he was a jock, and I felt kinda dumb. So, I guess I just put it to the back of my mind.’

‘Urgh. This guy sounds like a total asshole,’ I say, shaking my head. ‘Surfing is for people of all shapes and sizes. And don’t worry, I’ll have you up and riding the waves in no time. Just you wait and see if I don’t.’

Mikey smiles and we have a wonderful hug.

But time is ticking, and the last thing I want is for my boy to be late.

We kiss once more and go our separate ways.

As I walk down the street toward my car, I can’t help but feel that I’m ready for our relationship to go up a level. Mikey ispretty much everything I’m looking for in a boy – and I’d go as far as to say that he’s perfect for me.

We both have our lives on track, and we love what we do too.

The only question now is whether we can blend our lives and make them work as one?

So far, I’m thinking the answer is a big, strongyes.

With Ranger back on the beach and getting his alternate surfboard ready for the waves, I’m enjoying the feeling of sheer freedom that comes from lying on your board and doing absolutelynothing.

The ocean can be an exhilarating place.

It can be dangerous too – sometimes fatally so.

But the ocean is often a place of peace and mindfulness, and right now that’s exactly how I’m feeling.

As the gentle waves move me slowly and rhythmically up and down, I think about how everything seems to be falling into place in my life.

Yes, I’d still like to find something else when it comes to my day to day life, but the introduction of Mikey into my life has made such a difference.

It’s as if Mikey was the missing piece all along.

I know we haven’t gone all the way together yet – jeez, I sound like a highschooler – but I’m glad that we’re waiting and taking each day as it comes.

There’s no doubt that the connection is there between us in a sexual sense, but there’s something delightfully hot about stretching that along and getting every last drop of tantalizing tension out of it.

‘Yo! Quit daydreaming, slacker,’ Ranger says as he paddles toward me on his new board. ‘The waves are coming, and we need to be riding the hell out of them.’

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