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Neil

April

“No, Levi.” Neil tried to look stern, but it was hard when he was laughing. “No. Absolutely not.”

“Come on. Look at this one.” Levi shoved the phone in Neil’s face.

It was a little bit too close to focus on, but Neil could make out a bronzed, naked torso and bulging muscles. Way out of his league. “No.”

Levi withdrew the phone to read from it. It was Neil’s phone, but Levi had taken possession of it an hour ago. Now Neil had a profile on Cuffd, the kinky dating app that Levi worked for, and he wasn’t quite sure how to feel about that. He’d never have done it alone, so he was kind of grateful.

But then again… what had Levi even written about him? He’d probably be mortified when he read it.

“Look! Impact play, wax play, bondage… Lemme read his profile. Thirty-four years old. Likes to read. He wants a shy, sweet boy to take care of. He’d be perfect for you.”

“No, Levi.” Neil wasn’t even sure why he was saying it, since Levi wasn’t listening. His protests would also probably be a bit more effective if he weren’t laughing. Levi was a force of nature, and it was fun getting swept along in the romance and excitement of it with him. He could even imagine that there was a Daddy out there for him.

Not that Neil was going to contact anyone.

Probably.

“OK, I clicked ‘save for later.’ Oooooh… do you want me to write to him for you?”

“No, Levi. Seriously, really, this time. Do not write to him.” Neil made his voice stern. He was a corporate lawyer. He was perfectly capable of putting his foot down.

Levi was undeterred. “OK, but I’ll check later to make sure that you do.” Levi said sweetly, patting Neil’s knee encouragingly.

Neil snorted, intentionally avoiding an answer.

They were sitting on the couch at Levi’s boyfriend’s house in front of a fireplace. It was a calming space, with gorgeous wooden bookshelves and exposed brick.

Or maybe it was Levi’s house, now? Neil wasn’t quite sure.

What he was very sure about was that Levi’s boyfriend Saul was also Levi’s Daddy Dom, and Neil was envious of their relationship. That’s how he’d met the tall, slender, dark-haired man who was every bit a boy in all of his exuberant interactions.

Neil had been sitting alone at a gay bar, feeling very out of place, when Levi had slid up beside him to order a drink. Neil had spotted Levi’s sparkly—and very tiny—“Daddy’s boy” t-shirt and apparently made some sort of facial expression that got Levi to take him under his wing.

He hadn’t realized at the time that it was only Levi’s first or second date with his Daddy. Yet Levi had somehow managed to both include Neil in the conversation and dancing, and show his complete, and flirty, commitment to his Daddy.

Neil didn’t have anything like that level of charisma. Or confidence.

Levi flicked up another picture. “Oooh! Next one. God, look at those eyes.” He flashed the phone over at Neil. The man definitely had striking green eyes and an expression that promised punishments for some lucky submissive. “I bet he’d do all sorts of naughty things to you. 89% match, yep, yep. Oh…. Looking for a younger man. Asshole.” Levi swiped or clicked or whatever, dismissing him from the list.

It would be nice to have Levi’s confidence about that. Well, not that Levi was completely confident about it either, which made it even worse. Levi had even told Neil that he used to feel like he was always too tall and awkward and pushy to find a Daddy.

That clearly hadn’t stopped him, though. And Neil could totally see how Levi got his man. His goofy, affectionate personality drew people in.

The trouble was, a lot of Daddy Doms really were looking for younger guys. Boys who looked like, well, boys.

Not out-of-shape lawyers who looked all of their forty-eight years. Not pasty guys who hid behind their desks and wrote contracts all day, then didn’t have the guts to contact someone on an app.

“Alright, this one’s definitely a keeper,” Levi told him, turning the phone around again.

Neil looked. Just to placate him. And maybe to pretend for a moment that one of the Doms on the site might be his Daddy. This guy was sharp and distinguished, his salt-and-pepper hair and trim beard the perfect accompaniment to the sexy spark in his eyes.

“No, Levi. He won’t want me.”