Page 13 of Daddy's Little Dreamer

Far too soon, I heard Erin’s voice on the other side of the curtain.

“Jayger, it’s closing time.”

So lost in this boy I was, that time had gotten away from us. Generally, I was done well before closing. Ready to find a willing body to head home with depending on how my week had gone. If I was exhausted, I kept my focus on the door, if not, I’d stop and play with a couple of solo boys and see how it went. Tonight though, I wasn’t ready to wake nor leave Trevor. But sadly I had to.

“Sweet boy.”

He stirred.

I pressed my lips to his forehead and tried again. “Trevor, it’s time to go home.”

“Oh my god!” He popped up and nearly clocked my chin. “I’m so sorry.”

“Do not apologize for that ever. This simple act gave you much comfort and warmed my heart. Trevor, would it be to forward of me to ask to see you again?” Was it awkward to ask him out in this setting? No clue, having never done it before.

“Sure, do I need to make an appointment?”

“Only with me and not the club.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’d like to take you out. On a date.”

“Really?”

“Really, sweet boy. Can I walk you out so we can exchange numbers.”

“Yes please.” In a surprise move, he hugged me. “Thank you. This was perfect.”

“I must agree. Now, let’s get you back to Daddy Adam and Brandon.”

With his hand in mine, I led him from the room. Adam was on the couch with a sleeping Brandon beside him.

“I’m so sorry, Adam. We lost track of time.”

“Easy to do with a sweet boy beside you,” he winked. “All is well?”

I glanced down at Trevor. “Better than it has been in a long time. May I walk you guys out?”

“Absolutely. Just need to make a quick stop at the changing room for our things.”

Trevor and I walked behind them, our fingers entwined, and I dreaded the moment I had to let go. Had fate played a part in our meeting? Waiting until I’d played to the point of boredom and was ready to settle down? Or was this a test? Dropping a shiny new little into my lap who had a lifetime of new experiences in front of him?

Would they be that cruel? I’d been a good, kind man with a lot of love and nurturing to give, and my head and my heart said Trevor was the one who not only needed it but deserved it.

We stepped out into the night, phones in hand, and exchanged information. I knew I’d not make it until morning without hearing from him again. As soon as I had him seat-belted in and thanked Adam for ensuring Trevor made it home safely, I got into my own vehicle and immediately texted him.

Trevor, it was an absolute pleasure to meet you tonight.

Me too! Me too! Me too!

His excitement rang clearly through his words, and I chuckled.

Would it be too forward to ask to see you tomorrow?

No, not at all. I’d love that.

Excellent. Text me when you’re up and we’ll make plans. Sleep well, sweet boy.

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