Page 52 of Kiss Kiss, Bang Bang Us, Daddy

Daddy stares down at me with a cocky grin, as if he’s asking, ‘Can you believe this?’ If he’s hoping I’ll stop this slutty train from flying off the tracks, he’s mistaken.

“He’s right,” I say with a shrug. “While he’s doing stuff to your penis, I’m gonna do stuff to your butt.”

“To my butt?” Daddy’s eyes are practically bulging out of his head, but the longer he stares at me, all that tension seems to fade away until he’s back to his goofy, sunshiny self. “What kind of stuff?”

I peck him on the cheek. “Gonna have to wait and find out.”

“If you’re done eye-fucking each other like there’s no tomorrow, I’d appreciate it if you’d pay attention, please,” Benji says. We look over at him, and it’s adorable that he’s still got his arm pointed at whatever target he’s chosen. I follow the path his extended finger creates and gasp when I realize what he has in store for Daddy. A hair salon.

Benji reaches for the side of Daddy’s face and runs his fingers through the ring of hair beneath the hairless landing strip on top. “You don’t have to if you don’t want to, but I think you’d look really handsome if you shaved this.”

Daddy’s smile fades and he looks away. Oh, God. He’s embarrassed, isn’t he? Dammit. I don’t want him to feel self-conscious. I open my mouth to try and provide comfort, but Benji’s beaten me to the punch. His hand is on Daddy’s cheek, and he tugs until they’re eye to eye.

“You are one of the two most beautiful men I’ve ever met. Whether you shave this or not, that will never change.” Benji turns and calls to me. “Bennet?”

“Yeah?”

He holds his hand out expectantly, not breaking eye contact with Daddy. “My bear. Now.”

The bag shakes with my hand and Benji’s gaze darts at me, shooting me a death glare. “Earth to Bennet. Dad’s having a nervous breakdown. Get the bears.”

“A nervous breakdown?” Daddy asks, dumbfounded.

Benji quickly nods his head. “I know a nervous breakdown when I see one. You’re coming apart at the seams.”

“I’m literally just standing here.”

He balls his hand into a fist and growls. “I’m trying to make a big, sappy declaration of love, here. You’re ruining it. Stop ruining it.”

“A declaration of love?” Daddy’s cheeks darken, and he looks good enough to eat—a sentiment Benji shares, because he stands on his toes and playfully nibbles at Nate’s earlobe. I’ve got the bag in my hand, holding it out for Benji. He pulls away from Dad and reaches into the bag, pulling out the bears we stuffed. Dad’s bears are still in the other bag, and I’m not going to push him to share his secret message with us yet. He’ll share his feelings when he’s ready.

Benji places the bear beside Daddy’s ear and squeezes the voice activator. “I love you, Dad,” Benji’s voice plays out through the speaker in its tummy. “And I’m gonna love you forever. I promise. Gonna suck your cock, too. Just you wait.”

Daddy stares at the teddy, smiling ear to ear. “I love you, too, Benjamin.” Rather than kiss Benji directly, he presses his lips against the bear’s forehead and gives him a kiss, then places it in front of Benji, who presses his lips in the same spot Daddy just kissed.

Benji stares at me expectantly, but I can’t move my arm to hand the bear over. It’s like both the bear and my arm are made of cement. Daddy gives me a reassuring nod, telling me, “It’s okay, baby. Really.” It doesn’t feel okay, though. I meant the words I said into the microphone earlier, it’s just really, really scary to let them out into the universe. But he deserves to hear them. So, while I can’t move my arm, I curl my fingers, squeezing the little guy’s tummy.

“I love you, Daddy,” my voice plays out. It’s soft and so very hopeful. More hopeful than I feel right now. “I’m in love with you, and I don’t ever want to fall out of love with you. So I’m yours, okay? I’m yours forever.”

I close my eyes tight, too scared to look him in the eyes. I know Daddy loves me, but I can’t stop worrying about what losing that love might do to me.

Someone takes the bag I’m holding. A pair of lips touch my cheek, kissing a pathway to my ear.

“You have no idea what you do to me, Bennet,” Daddy whispers in a husky voice I’m not terribly familiar with. I kind of want to get acquainted with it, though, because the way it sounds like his tongue’s been drenched in desire and pure, unadulterated deviancy makes my dick swell to life in my shorts. I open my eyes as he pulls away, and he stares at me like he’s looking into my soul. “Do you still want to do stuff to my butt tonight?”

“Yes!” I answer a little too quickly. “I mean, yes, please. Sir. I want that. I really, really want that.”

“Okay, then. Let’s go shave my head, then we can head home.” He looks around, making sure no one’s staring before taking my hand and guiding it toward his crotch. His cock is half-hard already, and the longer he stares into my eyes, the stiffer it becomes. “It seems my penis loves you, too, little guy.”

I lick my lips. “I can’t wait to meet him.”

“Neither can I,” Benji says, his voice soft and affectionate as he places his hand beside mine. “We’re going to make you feel so good, Dad. I promise.”

Dad blushes. “Well, then. Let’s get this show on the road.”

“Wait!” I say, holding my hands up, asking for a moment. “Daddy, would it be okay if I borrowed three-hundred dollars from you?” Daddy cocks an eyebrow, silently asking for an explanation. “I can pay you back when we get a paycheck from work. Well,ifwe get a paycheck. There’s something I want to get you. Something that will make it feel like we’re a trio instead of just a duo.” I stare down at my shoes, embarrassed to have to ask him for this. I’m a grown man. I should be able to pay for a stupid necklace.

Daddy reaches into his wallet and pulls out his debit card. “You’ve got ten minutes, buddy. It won’t take them long to shavethe sides of my head, and I’ll need my card back.” He kisses my forehead. “I want you to take Benjamin, and I want you to pick out whatever you want. Okay? I don’t care how much it costs. Well, I mean, I’d prefer it if you didn’t spend thousands, but I’ve got a nice nest egg set aside, so I’m not worried. If this is something that will make you feel more happy—more secure—then I want you to have it.”

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