Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 60077 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60077 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
Ha.
I had him now…Bastian had inched closer to the fence and was peeking through the slats.
He needed to be a few inches shorter if he thought that would work.
“Okay, it’s from my Secret Santa Daddy.” Just imagining what that would be like in real life had me sounding a bit too realistic, so I had to dial back the excitement in my voice. “I don’t know. I didn’t tell anyone I was curious about being little yet. I think he found me through the profile I set up. Yeah. That one.”
Technically I had set up a profile on a kink dating site half the family seemed to be using, but actually meeting people on it wasn’t the goal.
I had my Daddy…he just needed to step it up and stop overthinking how perfect we were together. He already liked watching out for me and telling me what to do really nicely, so the rest couldn’t be as hard as he seemed to think it was.
Because that app wasn’t going to work.
If I wasn’t careful, I’d end up being matched with every relative I had in the state. If it’d been awkward when Terrence had realized how many of our relatives he’d matched with previously, I couldn’t imagine what they’d do if I matched with them.
Our family was odd but not kink together kind of odd.
We were just nosy and made bad decisions related to satisfying our curiosity.
Both of those traits were going to come in handy while I got Bastian to see we were perfect together. No matter if it was slightly devious, he was into me, into BDSM, and I was pretty sure into age play…it’d just taken me a while to figure that part out.
I hadn’t realized it was a thing, but in my defense, I spent most of my time at work or with family and I wasn’t really a porn kind of guy. Watching people have sex was technically hot but not in the made me want to grab my dick kind of way.
So I’d perfected doing that myself and had ignored all the weird stuff that my family talked about when they thought they were being subtle.
They were not subtle in any sense of the word.
None.
But I might’ve ignored too much until recently…working on Terrence’s house had been very educational.
My cousin Enzo had gone from carefully open about the kind of relationship he was looking for to fully out there and not hiding anything. It was probably Terrence’s fault because he was so busy hiding what he did at work he couldn’t use any brainpower to hide anything else in his life.
He was a little and he got to play, he got attention, and he called Enzo Daddy.
Yep, that was what I wanted.
I just had to get Bastian on the same page.
“No, it just took me a while to figure out what I wanted.” Mostly because I hadn’t realized I could want to be more take-charge with girls and be laid-back with guys.
I knew how to make bad decisions when picking girls I wanted to date, but I hadn’t dated enough guys to understand how different it would feel. For some reason, liking dicks meant I kept picking them out to date too…but that might’ve been because I liked crazy as much as the rest of the family did.
That was something someone in the family should’ve prepared me for. I got a really unhelpful and several years too late birds and the bees lecture, but it hadn’t included the important shit like watch out because every man in the family marries crazy, so pick your flavor carefully.
That would’ve been much more helpful than telling me if I slept too close to a girl, I’d give her a baby and she’d give me cooties.
It’d been weird and had made me wonder how in the hell my parents had ended up together.
But luckily for all of us, Enzo hadn’t minded answering weird questions when I was young enough for the information to actually be helpful and to prevent me from getting a girl pregnant. I really appreciated that because it’d taken me a while to figure out that my long-term crazy needed to be a guy.
“Ha. Take charge.” Telling my imaginary phone friend wasn’t as hard as I thought, but that was probably thanks to Terrence again. He’d talked to his friend about it so much I’d gotten used to hearing it.
It was still funny and I had a hard time being around him without laughing, but it’d been educational.
He’d even given me a lot of new reading material that had turned out to be highly educational.
Omegas.
Yep, working on Terrence’s house had been the best decision Enzo had ever made.
Working for family should’ve been hard from everything I’d seen online, but I thought it was turning out great.
“Yeah, I’m going to keep my fingers crossed.” Before I could go into my practiced conversation about spankings and what kind of toys I was hoping to get, my phone actually rang.