This wasn’t part of the plan for the rest of the day at all. Far from it, in fact.
‘You need to leave,’ Max said, clearly flustered.
‘Fuckingmakeme,’ Judd retorted, inching toward Max with a look of troll-like menace on his face.
Before Channing could get a handle as to what was going on, Max and Judd were gripping onto one another, both attempting to show and push the other to the ground. They seemed evenly matched, and soon enough had drawn the attention of the entire bar.
With two burly security guys quickly on the scene, Judd took the hint and conceded.
‘I’ll see you soon, asshole,’ Judd said, addressing Max. ‘Good to meet you too in person by the way…Channing.’
Max looked angry and frustrated. Channing didn’t know what to make of it all.
‘It’s fine. Just some guy. No big deal,’ Max said, taking his seat and sipping on the beer. ‘Nothing to worry about. I promise, kid.’
Channing wanted to believe what Max was saying.
But wanting to believe and actually believing were two entirely different things. As far as Channing was concerned, this was a far from ideal way to bring an end to what had been a wonderful day.
Hopefully the evening back at home would be far less dramatic.
* * *
Channing was unsettled by what had happened at the bar, but fortunately Max was more than ready to step up to the plate and be the kind of Daddy that Channing needed.
‘You go and get changed into your fluffiest diaper and cutest romper,’ Max said. ‘I’ll make you a nice bottle of warm milk.’
‘Will… you… feed me?’ Channing said, his voice full of nerves. ‘Only if you want to.’
‘It’sallI want to do,’ Max replied. ‘I don’t like seeing my boy upset. And I know what you need to feel better too. Daddyalwaysknows.’
Channing hurried to his bedroom and got stripped down as quickly as he could.
Standing naked, Channing’s slender body looked angelic as he picked out his snuggest black and white cow-patterned romper. After getting into his diaper and then buttoning up the romper, Channing was ready to go.
As he walked back into the kitchen, Channing was blown away by what he saw.
Max was topless and holding a bottle of warm milk in his hand.
Channing had never seen a more appealing sight in his life and in that moment he knew that he was falling so hard for Max that he wouldn’t be able to stop himself even if he tried.
Max looked as handsome as ever and his body was a sight to behold.
But it was more than just a physical thing.
Max looked like the kind, caring Daddy that Channing had always so desperately wanted him to be.
‘Milk time,’ Max said. ‘Come on, let’s go into the couch. You can cuddle up in my lap and I’ll feed you until you’re full.’
Channing walked with Max and immediately hopped up onto his Daddy’s lap as he sat down on the cozy couch. The feeling of Max’s strong, warm upper body was making Channing forget about the earlier drama in extra-quick time.
‘Now, open up and suckle,’ Max said. ‘It’s time for my baby boy to feel safe, warm, and full of the good stuff.’
Channing cooed and began to suckle.
It felt incredible.
Feeding himself was one thing, and it felt good when the Miss Applebottom atBeach Babiesfed him too.
