Page 41 of A Little Bit Naughty

He knew Remi had said he was a fantasy, but it still surprised him every time that he could have such an effect on the man. Him. Isaac. Exactly like he was.

“Eat your burger,” Daddy chided. “And your salad.”

Isaac grinned as he folded his bun and toppings over onto his burger and helped himself to half the salad. For a few minutes, they just ate in silence, enjoying the meal. The burger tasted even better than it looked, exploding with just the right combination of flavors. The salad was tangy with a homemade vinaigrette.

Remi rubbed his foot along Isaac’s leg, a comforting touch even when their hands were busy. “Are you ready to get back to our conversation, baby boy? I don’t think anyone can hear us.”

Isaac put down his burger, no longer quite so hungry. Better to get this over with. He’d practiced it dozens of times in his head, and even said it a few times to people he tried to hook up with. It was a constantly shifting narrative though, where he wasn’t even sure what he felt comfortable with from one day to the other.

He drew in a deep breath and started. “So the first thing is, I’m a man. So all of my parts are male parts.” Even if that did his head in a little bit sometimes, it was the narrative he wanted for himself. Sometimes he believed it entirely, and sometimes it was an effort.

“Of course. You’re a very attractive man and I wouldn’t think anything otherwise.”

Isaac couldn’t help puffing up a little at that, even though this was difficult. Remi just kept laying on the praise and Isaac was eating it all up. Remi thought he was handsome. And didn’t seem to have a problem with his less-than-typical body. “So I only use masculine language to talk about my body parts.”

“Sounds good,” Remi agreed. “That should keep things simple.”

Ha. If he only knew. Isaac charged ahead, dropping his voice but refusing to whisper it like he was shy. He wasn’t going to allow himself to be. “When you talked about me being hard… that was good. But I have a front hole, too. I don’t know if I’ll be comfortable with you touching it or not.”

Remi nodded along. “Alright, you can let me know. And you can change your mind, too. Do you enjoy penetration? Either anally or with your front hole?”

Thank goodness Remi was being so calm and straightforward about this. “If I’m feeling comfortable I do. Both, I mean. And with lube. The testosterone means I can get dry.”

“Sounds good. And how about your cock?” Remi didn’t stumble over the word at all. “Can I touch you there? Or give you a blowjob?”

“Um… yes? Probably most of the time. I mean, you know it won’t be what you’re used to.” This was the part that worried him most. It didn’t matter that he knew dozens of trans guys who had partners that were obviously happy with their bodies. It was still nerve-racking for him.

Remi trapped both of Isaac’s ankles between his feet, rubbing along the sides of them comfortingly. “As long as I’m making you feel good, that’s all that’s important to me.” He shrugged. “I’m not really into big dicks anyway.”

“Yeah?”

Remi’s cheeks colored. “I’m not sure I meant to say that out loud.”

Now Isaac was intrigued. After that whole conversation, this was what made Remi blush? “Tell me more.”

Remi set down his own burger. “I um… OK, before I say anything, I want you to know that this is entirely about me. It has nothing to do with your anatomy or that of anyone else I’ve dated. And it’s like… it’s a psychological kink more than a physical one, so…”

“Tell me,” Isaac demanded, cutting off the wave of awkward qualifiers. This was fascinating.

Remi looked sheepish. “I find it really hot when the guy I’m with has a smaller dick. I think it’s part of the Daddy thing for me, like a continuation of the roles? But it’s not… I mean, I accept anyone’s body exactly like it is. And no matter what size a guy is, it’s just… something I like to talk about? But only if he’s into it.”

Seeing Remi flustered was adorable. It was clear how nervous he was about bringing this up. Probably because it could so easily be upsetting to whoever he was dating. But honestly, Isaac kind of liked the idea. “So what you’re saying is that you’re the big Daddy so you have the big dick?”

“Yeah? But, um, I guess even more that if the other guy is small it seems kind of… cuter. When I get to take care of him.”

That was a whole angle that Isaac hadn’t even considered. It felt like all of masculinity was this big dick-measuring contest so much of the time, both metaphorical and literal. So if his Daddy wasn’t into big cocks it was… kind of a relief. “Well, I guess that won’t be a problem with me,” Isaac laughed, more to relieve his nerves than anything else. “Not a whole lot of inches.”

Remi’s whole face was red. “Er, yes… But if you’re wearing a dildo or a… packer?” Remi paused over the word only long enough for Isaac to confirm it was the right one. “You should be the size you want to be. Whatever makes you feel sexy.”

Isaac wrinkled his nose. “Do you know what they don’t tell you about packers? They’re really sweaty. Kind of sticky and hot. And they hang down the wrong way unless your underwear is really tight. I mean, I know people who love how they feel and wear them all day. I have friends who even use them to pee. And I know it’s really affirming to them. But I just… I tried five or six types, soft, hard, multi-function, glue-on, harness, and they just annoy me. I end up thinking about my junk all day, like whether I need to adjust it and if I’ll get a rash.”

Remi nodded. “That makes sense. Especially since you move around so much. I bet it would be difficult to keep anything in place.”

Phew. That was one more battle down. Remi hadn’t mentioned the lack of a bulge in Isaac’s pants before, but it was still good to hear it now. Isaac took another bite of his salad. Now that they had everything out of the way, he was hungry again.

It also seemed more… more equal. They’d both shared some things that felt intimate and a bit uncomfortable, and made it through to the other side. He had some more of the burger, enjoying the tangy mustard and rich cheese.

“What about for sex?” Remi asked. “Do you use a strap on for oral sex or penetration?”