Channing wanted a Daddy who knew how to have fun, someone who he could share his kinky side with and see what else might turn him on beyond just age play.
Oh, and any perspective Daddy would need to know when to lay down the law too and administer some strict, no-holds-barred spankings and paddlings too.
It might have seemed like wishful thinking, but Channing was determined to find his Forever Daddy.
However, now wasn’t Daddy time.
This was a Littles-only moment…
‘Guys! You beat me. Again!’ Channing laughed, slowing his bike down to near enough walking speed. ‘I guess I’m buying.’
Channing may have been on his way to work, but the reason he was so early was so that he could take a detour and enjoy a customary fresh juice with his Little friends.
Both Rick and Tommy worked at successful startups just like Channing, and their early morning routine of fresh juice and gossip was an essential part of their weekdays.
‘I thought you’d got lost?’ Tommy laughed, his slicked back chestnut brown hair looking as immaculate as ever, despite the bike ride.
‘Pfft! Three thousand on a bike, and I still beat you?’ Rick added, a big grin on his face as the morning sun topped up his olive-skinned tan.
‘Guys, guys, you know I let you win?’ Channing said, struggling to keep a straight face. ‘Anyway, I actually arrived twenty minutes ago and just went for an extra lap of Los Frisco canyon.’
The three friends laughed.
They were all young, single, and loved their lives in Los Frisco. There was never any competition between them when it came to careers or men, their bond as friends ensuring that they always wanted what was best for one another.
Of course, this didn’t mean that there was a lack of banter. Each one of the three friends was competitive in their own way and Channing showing up last on the first time with his expensive new cycle wasn’t going to be forgotten in a hurry…
‘So, does your ‘super-lightweight’ bike have some kind of speed restrictor on it? Tommy laughed. ‘You know, to stop you from goingtoofast?’
Channing shook his head and rolled his eyes.
‘Yeah, yeah, keep it coming,’ Channing laughed. ‘We’ll have to have a proper race this weekend. I’ll show you two jokers who the fastest cyclist in Los Frisco is.’
The three Littles took a moment to finally embrace.
It was time to get some fresh juice from the Sal’s Juice Truck…
* * *
‘Yummy, this mango and kiwi vibe is officially world class,’ Channing said, taking the last gulp of his juice.
The three friends were walking back to their cycles after enjoying a nice walk down to the ocean front with their drinks.
It had been a wonderful start to the day, and Channing felt ready to hit work with all of his customary enthusiasm.
There was, however, one problem...
‘Urgh. I hope Kyle isn’t being such an poo-butt today,’ Channing sighed.
‘Forget that guy,’ Tommy said, his slim, but muscular build looking great in his black and red striped cycling t-shirt. ‘Focus on you.’
‘Yeah, but I have a feeling that he’s been bad mouthing me around the office,’ Channing said, a hint of genuine concern in his voice. ‘I know I shouldn’t care, but if I’m going to get this VP job then the last thing I need is my name being run down by a freakin’ so-called colleague.’
‘I agree with Tommy,’ Rick said. ‘Focus on what you can control. Don’t waste your time speculating on what Kyle Peters may or may not be saying. Everyone at Green Sky Future knows that you’re the real star of the show.’
Channing took a moment to consider the words of his friends. He knew that they were probably right but taking on board their words of wisdom was easier said than done.
‘Come on, just go with it,’ Tommy laughed, clearly seeing that Channing was resisting their advice. ‘You know that we’ve got your back. People like Kyle never win in the end.’
