‘Hmmm, I think my butt might still be red,’ Channing giggled, lifting the thin bed cover and peering down to see that his butt cheeks did indeed still have a tinge of post-spanking redness to them.
But as hot as the night before had been, Channing couldn’t help but feel a little bit self-conscious. After all, Max staying over was only meant to be a favor to an old friend. The suggestion of getting back involved together hadn’t been on Channing’s mind.
If Max was the same as he always had been in the past, the last thing he would want to do would be discuss relationship issues over breakfast. Channing remembered how in college Max would brush off any suggestion of these kinds of conversations, preferring instead to focus on whatever the next adventure was going to be that day.
Channing would get frustrated with Max and rather than embrace Max’s adventure seeking nature, Channing would sometimes sulk and pout over things if he felt Max wasn’t taking their relationship seriously. This caused problems between Channing and Max, and even at times seemed to put their college friendship in jeopardy.
Nope. Not going down that route again.
This time I’m playing it cool.
And I’ll do that by… avoiding him.
With this in mind, Channing sprung up out of bed. It was time to brush his teeth, shower, and creep out of the apartment without having to deal with Max at all…
* * *
After a brisk cycle in his comfortable cotton white t-shirt and pale blue shorts, Channing hopped off his bicycle and walked up toward Tommy and Rick who had already arrived at the café.
It may have been early on a Saturday morning, but the young people of Los Frisco were already up and about, so it was fortunate that Tommy and Rick had managed to grab a great seat outside with perfect views down onto the beach below.
Both Tommy and Rick had been up extra-early that Saturday morning to attend a sunrise yoga class. It sounded like fun, but both Tommy and Rick were far keener to hear about what Channing had gotten up to the previous evening…
‘Come on, spill!’ Tommy said, his slicked back chestnut brown hair glistening in the sun. ‘You know that I’d tell you guyseverythingif I’d just hooked up with a super-hot Daddy.’
‘PotentialDaddy,’ Channing said, a note of caution in his voice.
‘Whatever! We needallthe tea,’ Rick laughed, his olive skin looking as immaculate as ever as he sipped on his fresh OJ.
Channing paused for a moment and felt his cheeks flush red with embarrassment. This didn’t go unnoticed. Far from it, in fact…
‘Ha! Those blushing cheeks tell way more than a thousand words ever could,’ Tommy laughed, sipping on his drink and casually signaling to the waiter for a new round of juice.
‘Okay, okay, so yes it did go down last night,’ Channing said, the cheers and whoops of his two friends drawing the attention of the other people sitting outside the café. ‘But…’
‘Yeah?’ Rick said, leaning in ready for some extra-juicy details.
‘The most magical thing was seeing how happy Max was atBark Buddies,’ Channing said, drawing groans from his two buddies. ‘Come on, guys, it’s true. We can talk about the sexy stuff too, but what made me so happy was seeing how into the dog center Max was. He had no ego, he got right down to the stinky jobs too. He was like…’
‘A responsible adult?’ Tommy said, a wry grin on his face.
‘He sounds like he’s ready to be a real Daddy,’ Rick added.
‘Yup. Just like the kind of Daddy who I could actually see a real future with,’ Channing said, a wistful tone in his voice.
‘But this is Max,’ Rick said, arching his eyebrow. ‘Could he ever actually change. Even if hewantedto?’
The three friends looked at one another and burst out in laughter. Max was a big character, the kind of one in a million personality who was hard to pin down. Everything that Channing loved about Max and made him special was also part of the problems they had had.
Channing could see the funny side of his predicament.
‘I wish my love life could be simple for once!’ Channing exclaimed, pretending to bang his forehead against the oak tabletop. ‘I’m a Little who needs a Daddy, is that too much to ask for?’
‘Hey, at least you have a love life,’ Tommy said, rolling his eyes in mock exasperation. ‘The closest I’ve been to a blow job recently was getting my hair dried at the salon by Maxwell.’
The three Little friends all laughed again.
It was always great fun hanging out with Tommy and Rick, and Channing felt incredibly grateful to count them as his best friends.
