Joey was outlandish and stayed in his little headspace a lot more than I did, even in public. It was ironic, since he had kind of a public persona with all his media work, and I certainly didn’t. No one knew who I was, just a simple salesperson working hard but mostly anonymously. Yet, he was the bold one who didn’t care. I cared. Because I was constantly being judged, which made Daddy’s pool and his home more appealing. If we were there, I would be playing a lot more.
Joey swam up next to me and squirted water out of his fist.
“I can do that too.” I squirted him back, making him laugh.
“Why are you hanging on to the edge like a lifesaver? Come swim and play.”
“Guess I’m tired from the hike. The sun can really suck the life out of you.”
Joey snorted. “Whatever.” Then he splashed me and swam away. That was definitely a challenge, a gauntlet thrown down. I could not let that stand. Pushing away from the wall and all my insecurities, I dove after him.
He was slippery and fast, but eventually, I caught his ankle and pulled him closer. Then we wrestled, trying to dunk each other. I had more fun after that. Joey’s philosophy was better than mine when it came to being yourself.
When we finally got tired for real, we rinsed off and headed back to our tents where our daddies were hanging out. Vince spread his arms wide. “You two look like drowned rats. Come here, Joey.” Of course, Joey went right into his arms. “Let’s go get a nap.”
My daddy raised an eyebrow and then glanced at me. “You want a nap too?”
“Yes. Will you come with me?”
“Of course. Let’s go.” He tossed my towel over the clothesline he’d set up while we were gone and took my hand, leading me inside the tent. I stripped out of my wet swim trunks, and he held his hand out for them. “I’ll hang them up, too.” He ducked out but returned only a few seconds later.
We cuddled together on the mattress, and I started drifting off until Daddy slid down and flicked his tongue over my nipple. “You really tired, baby?”
“Uh-huh…”
“How about I give you a little treat to help you get to sleep?”
“Not saying no to that, Daddy.”
He moved lower, lingering over my belly button and tonguing it before continuing down. He nibbled at my hip bone and hit every one of my hot spots, making me incredibly hard before ever paying attention to my cock. He teased, flicking his fingers under my balls, and then chuckled as I moaned. “Daddy, please…”
“I’ve got you.” Then he flicked that talented tongue over the head of my cock before sucking me down. It did not take long for me to explode into his hot mouth with all that head bobbing, slobbering, and obscene sex noises going on. My eyes fluttered as the fireworks danced across my vision, and my whole body shook. If his goal was to relax me into sleep, it worked. He kissed my forehead. “Sleep now.”
The sun was going down by the time I woke up to voices outside the tent, and one of them was Daddy. I stretched, feeling pretty good, then got up and pulled on a pair of shorts and a light T-shirt. Our campmates were chatting with Daddy at the table, and I wanted to join in.
The conversation was mostly about food and what was for dinner, which made my tummy growl. “I’m hungry already. When is dinner anyway?”
Daddy looked at his watch. “We could probably head over now.”
“Yay!” Joey threw an arm in the air, apparently just as hungry as I was.
Vince pulled Joey close and kissed the side of his head like he simply couldn’t stand how cute his boyfriend was without showing affection. It was super sweet and made me incredibly happy for my friend. Not that I wasn’t happy for myself, because I was for sure. Daddy Warner was the best. So why was I holding back?
At the meal station, Drew had multiple grills already fired up. One had Kebabs, another had Bratwurst, and a third had chicken. On top of that, there were crockpots with mac ‘n cheese and another had baked beans. Someone was setting out different kinds of bread on one of the tables as well.
“I want a Kebab, Daddy.” Joey swung his and Daddy Vince’s hands back and forth. “It’s fun to say. Kebab. Kebab.” He made funny noises when he said it.
I wanted to join in on his fun little play but held back. Seemed like I was always holding back.
“What would you like, Cody?” Daddy asked.
“Um…I like a Kebab and mac ‘n cheese, please.”
“Okay, why don’t you sit over here, and I’ll fix you a plate?” He showed me to an empty table, and of course, Joey joined me.
At the same time, we both said, “Thank you, Daddy.” Then burst into a giggling fit. I couldn’t contain myself, and it felt great to finally let go. I rarely let that happen around so many others, but the atmosphere and my friend made me feel like I could. Plus, he was too funny.
Skyler and Crow joined us at the table with plates of food. “I can’t believe more people aren’t eating the Bratwurst. It’s so good.” Crow took a big bite, making it look obscene, so of course, we busted out laughing again. Skyler laughed too and nearly choked. Daddy Crow had to pat his back. “Behave, you guys.”
