Page 38 of Thrust Me Daddy

The drive back to Los Torros has been eventful, that’s for sure.

Daddy let me drive his Porsche and I let Daddy drive my truck!

While I enjoyed driving a much smaller vehicle, I definitely prefer my usual truck driving experience – and I think Atty does too!

As I pull up at the cove, I see Daddy pull in shortly behind me.

‘Well that was an experience,’ Tret says, smiling as he hops down out of the truck. ‘I think we’ll probably both stick to our usual rides from now on, right?’

‘Yup, I think so, Daddy,’ I giggle, clambering out of the 911 with Atty. ‘But one question… why this cove?’

‘Ah, right, I guess I haven’t told you about Captain’s Cove before,’ Trent says, a knowing glint in his eye. ‘Come on, follow me.’

‘Captain’s Cove?’ I say, intrigued. ‘Okay, Captain Daddy! I’m right behind you.’

With that, I follow Trent as he walks down a partially concealed track.

It’s steep and I can tell that not many people know about this place. There’s no sign of other people coming here whatsoever – no signage, no official walkway, nothing.

‘Woah… is this…yours?’ I say as we suddenly walk into a small clearing with a beautiful little beach and an equally charming surf shack.

‘Well, it’s mine, Reece’s, and Ranger’s,’ Trent says. ‘We used to come here all the time until the old owner passed away. When the place came up for sale, there was no way in hell we were going to pass on our own private cove.’

‘OMG, I love it!’ I squeal.

‘You’ll love this too, boy,’ Trent says, walking to the shack and opening the door to the surfboard store. ‘This right here is your first surfboard. Daddy’s going to give you your first lesson today. Right here and now. The waves are just perfect for a first time paddle.’

‘Yay! A million yays!’ I reply, totally losing my cool and running over toward the board.

‘Quick, let’s strip down to our pants and get in the water,’ Trent says. ‘Trust me, no one will see. And there’s not much better than a dip in the ocean after a long drive.’

With the sun in the sky and the water lapping up onto the shore, I don’t waste a single second and quickly strip down to my pants – and then remember that I’m wearing a jockstrap.

‘Hey, it’s not like I haven’t seen those sweet cheeks before,’ Trent says, noticing me shyly covering my butt cheeks. ‘Anyway, the extra flexibility will help on the board.’

I giggle and watch as Trent fetches my new surfboard and hands it to me.

‘A boyalwaysremembers his first surfboard,’ Trent says. ‘Consider this my first gift to you as your full time Daddy.’

‘Thank you so much, Daddy,’ I say, delighted as I look my board up and down. ‘I promise to look after it.’

‘Good, you’d better,’ Trent laughs. ‘Because if you don’t, I’ll have you bent over it for a good, hard paddling – and not the kind of paddling you do in the water, either!’

‘Hehehe, I’ll try my best,’ I laugh.

With that, the pair of us run into the shallow water together.

I’m looking forward to my first ever surf lesson, and the fact that it’s with my Daddy is just the icing on the cake.

The only question is whether I’ll be able to concentrate with Daddy’s semi-naked body on display the whole time!

Chapter 14

Trent

‘Good, that’s perfect!’ I holler, watching with pride as Mikey hops up and manages to stand on the board for the first time. ‘Hell yeah, I’m proud of you, boy!’

My words turn to laughter as Mikey inevitably loses his balances and crashes into the water. This happened to me many times as a kid learning to surf, and I reassure Mikey that laughter is the best way to deal with it – not that Mikey needs much persuasion.

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