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Chapter1
Taylor
‘So…thisis my new home,’ I say, looking around the small open-plan kitchen and living space of my beachfront cottage. ‘I think I got pretty lucky here.’
After a seriously long drive that involved two overnight stops and plenty of coffee, I’ve finally arrived in Los Torros – and already I’m feeling good about the move.
Don’t get me wrong, I was happy where I was before.
I had good friends, was part of a great construction crew, and I had a sweet apartment too.
But…something was missing from my life.
I was working in a crew of Daddies, all great guys and brilliant friends – and I thought I was one of them too.
However the truth is that I’d always felt uncertain about being a Daddy. At over six feet tall and with shoulders and arms that would put a running back to shame, I’ve always looked like the physical stereotype of a Daddy.
I’ve always enjoyed going to Little and Daddy club nights and parties too.
But despite being twenty-six, I’d never even come close to finding a boy. And the reason for that was staring right back at me in the mirror every day.
I’m a Little.
And on a subconscious level, I’ve probablyalwaysknown that too.
But life works in mysterious ways sometimes, and now that I’ve made the move to Los Torros I can begin anew with a fresh start.
Speaking of a fresh start, if anything around here needs to fresh up, it’s me!
After a serious amount of time in my car, what I truly need now is a nice, long shower with plenty of shower gel and maybe even a beer on the side to keep me extra-hydrated.
I take a beer out of my cool-box and walk into the bathroom.
‘Not bad, not bad at all,’ I say, the bathroom actually looking bigger in real life than it did on the photos online, which must be a first as far as real estate agents go – but I’m not complaining.
I turn on the shower and quickly strip out of my well-worn travel clothes.
As I step underneath the hot water, I’m immediately overwhelmed by a feeling of pure relaxation. Okay, the cold beer is helping too, but you get my drift.
‘I could stay here…forever,’ I laugh, quickly finishing the beer and putting the bottle on the window ledge next to the shower head.
As I begin to lather my body with shower gel, I cast my mind back to one of the diners I stopped off at on the way here.
Talk about a Daddy den…
It felt like everywhere I looked, I was confronted by the sight of the hunkiest, gruffest looking trucker Daddies imaginable.
Each and every one of them seemed to come fully equipped with tattooed arms, beards, and the kind of broad backs and shoulders that a Little like me has been dreaming of.
But not a single one of them paid meanynotice.
I don’t think I got a single look of admiration in the whole time I was there – and it’s not as if someone as big as me is easy to miss either.
So as hot as the truckers were, I couldn’t help feel a little bit deflated by the experience. That said, there’s nothing wrong with a little fantasy though…
‘Mmmm, so…hot,’ I say as I work my hand lazily over my hardening cock.
My mind is flashing up images of some of my favorite Daddy crushes.
