Page 40 of A Little Bit Naughty

“So talk to me. What did you like? What else do you want to explore?”

“I liked everything.” That was easy. “Was it OK with you? I mean, that I just wanted to nurse at first instead of doing anything else? I know I wasn’t very active or anything. So I might not have been… doing my share or something.”

Remi’s face lit up. “Baby, that was straight out of a fantasy for me. You were perfect. I’ve actually found that a lot of littles don’t want to just nurse, at least with a Daddy, and… I really like it. It’s intimate. If I could have chosen, I wouldn’t have changed anything.”

“Yeah?” He’d known it had felt good at the time for Remi, but hearing about how pleased he was made it a thousand times better.

“Yeah. You really are a fantasy, baby. Now tell me, was it OK when I asked you to touch yourself? It seemed like it was, but I didn’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

Isaac sighed. The question brought up so many tangled emotions, and on top of it was his frustration that he needed to talk about it at all. For the millionth time, he just wished he’d been born with the right body. He was on the way to accepting the body he had. At least mostly. And he knew that he should talk about it. It was just so needlessly complex and had so many layers of confusion and discomfort from his past.

He started with the easier part. “Telling me to touch myself was fine.”

“I’m glad. I liked watching you.”

Isaac could tell that he was being honest. But would it be the same with his undies off?

Remi continued. “We can just keep doing that if you want. But if you’d feel comfortable with me touching you, I’d like to make you feel good, too. I just need to know what you like and don’t like. And what I should call different parts of your body, I think.”

Isaac looked up at the ceiling for a moment. There were wavy pink and green neon lights running down the room in addition to the regular recessed bulbs. They were fun and a little bit weird. Kind of comforting.

Remi didn’t hurry him, just held his hand.

“Is it OK if I say that I’m not sure?” Now he looked at Remi to see his reaction.

“Of course, sweet boy. Maybe it’s something we can figure out together. I think we managed to negotiate a lot of important things this afternoon even when you were in little space. But I’d like to go into the next time with a bit more understanding so we don’t have to figure all of it out in the moment. For example, I have my test results on my phone, and you said you do too, but we should actually show each other. And I’m going to insist on condoms if we do anything more than oral sex.”

Isaac appreciated how Remi gave him a bit of a break. He needed to work his way up to some of this, and test results were much easier ground. “Sounds good to me. Want to see my results now?”

Remi shrugged. “Sure. Let’s get it out of the way.”

They exchanged phones, and everything was just as Remi said. Isaac automatically flicked the app closed on Remi’s phone, revealing a picture of four grinning children on his background, ranging from about three to eight years old. The youngest one was wearing a party hat, and their faces were all covered in frosting. “Who are they?”

Remi looked over. “Oh, those are my nieces and nephews. Carlos, Charlotte who goes by Lotte, Nina, and Mikey.” He pointed at each one in turn. “That picture’s really old, though. Mikey’s five now, and I think this was his third birthday party.”

“So they’re the ones that you see every week?”

“Yup. Those four and baby Ellie plus Katy, who’s a little older. I love them to pieces.”

“I can really see that.” Not many men put their nieces and nephews on their phone wallpaper. Remi had talked about all of them yesterday with a real warmth in his voice. It sent another unexpected thrill that had Isaac imagining… Well, things that weren’t possible. “They’re very lucky to have you as their uncle.”

“I think I’m lucky to have them, too. They’re the most important reason why I could never consider leaving Portland.”

Isaac had known that from the beginning, but hearing it now made something twist in his chest. It was getting harder to completely enjoy this weekend with Remi when he knew it would end so soon and didn’t have a chance of continuing.

“Oh look,” Remi gestured, “I think that’s our food.”

“That was fast.” The server set down their plates and Isaac’s milkshake. The burgers looked amazing, and the fries smelled like a salty version of heaven. The salad was a masterpiece, with apples, walnuts, and goat cheese sprinkled over the fresh spinach. Despite the diner setting, they seemed to cater to a healthier Portland clientele.

Isaac went for the milkshake first, though. Now that he’d decided to order it, it was the only thing he wanted. It was sweet and thick and chocolatey, everything an indulgent treat should be.

He could see Remi’s eyes dancing over him in pleasure, even while he made the usual small talk with the server as she refilled their waters and made sure they had everything.

When she walked away, Remi leaned in and whispered to him, “I knew my baby boy needed a milkshake.”

“Thank you, Daddy,” Isaac whispered back sweetly. “I like Daddy milk more, though.”

God, it was hot watching Remi try to stifle a moan right there in the middle of the restaurant.