A Daddy for Damian by Joe Satoria

9.DAMIAN

I got home in the middle of the afternoon. Thankfully my mother wasn’t there to interrogate me about my first day. She’d almost taken a picture of me in the suit, like I was on my way to prom again.

“Oh,” Cosimo chuckled as I passed his bedroom upstairs. “I knew you said you’d be wearing a suit, but I didn’t think it would be a whole get up. You look like a proper adult.”

I think that was the idea behind having a suit. “What are you doing here?” I asked. “Thought you were staying with your boyfriend.”

Cosimo rolled his eyes. “I am,” he said. “But I have to come by every day and make sure mum doesn’t think I’m like abandoning her. Plus, I don’t think she’ll understand me and Grant.”

“Wait,” I scoffed. “You haven’t even told her.”

“No!” He chased after me into my room. “And you better keep your mouth shut about it too.”

He didn’t have to worry about me, I had my own things going on, and I wasn’t sure if I could go through them all. “Jeez, relax, I won’t.”

“So, tell me about it,” he said, standing in my bedroom doorway. “I want to know if he’s as terrible as I’ve heard.”

Kristopher’s words swirled inside me. “You’re making it hard.” His intense eyes glossed over from the glasses of wine at lunch. “I want to kiss you.”

Then we did.

Retelling it to my brother, he chuckled. “Well, I told you he had a reputation,” he said.

Laid on the bed like it was some fancy therapist chair. I grabbed my dinosaur teddy and covered my face with it. “I know!”

“But you kissed him,” Cosimo said, slapping my legs as he sat on the end of the bed. “You probably should, he’s your boss.”

“Oh god. Grant is your boss and you’re together.”

“Grant is—ok, sure, he’s like a boss, but—”

“I was worried he was going to be some crazy person after what you both told me. He’s actually a decent guy, except for the kissing thing.” I pressed the plush teddy back to my face. “And I liked it. A lot.” His lips were the dessert portion of the meal we’d skipped at lunch.

“Like I said, he’s got a reputation.” Cosimo smirked. “But don’t tell mum when she asks how your first day went.”

My first day and Mr Kraus could’ve had me naked in his office and I would’ve thanked him. “One more thing,” I mumbled from behind the teddy. “I’m going to Germany with him next week.”

“Take protection. Actually.” He stood, reaching into his pocket. He pulled out his wallet. “Take this.” He threw the condom packet at me.

Batting it away, I scoffed. “I don’t even think he liked me like that,” I lied. He liked me. Even if it was just a little.

“I suppose he’ll have one of those fruit bowls filled with them,” he chuckled.

“Ugh, get out.” I threw the teddy at him. He dodged it, running away.

Kristopher wasn’t even shy about his past. He was open and honest, and I didn’t know how to feel that he’d done this before, or that he was about to do it again with me. I didn’t know if it was even something I wanted to start, especially on my first day.

All I knew was there was a throbbing in my trousers, and the feeling of the suit fabric against my skin wasn’t doing me any favours.

Into the bathroom as I slowly undressed with the fabric gently pulled from my skin. I embraced the feeling that this is what Kristopher’s touch was like. Down to the dinosaur underwear. I’d told him I was wearing it this morning. Maybe he didn’t believe me.

I sat on a towel and rubbed my hand down my erection, pressed against the tight briefs. The tingles crept up my back and tickled against my chest, with each breath, I could feel it hitch and break in the back of my throat.

Slowly, masturbating, each stroke sent a flicker of the events from the office from my head to my cock. Pulled back the foreskin, wet with precum, almost gluing the end of my cock together.

Had I really thought we’d have fucked earlier if Theo hadn’t interrupted? Another shiver down my back. It hunched me.

I looked to my phone, trying to find a picture of him.

A text came through.

—Make sure to send me the new phone number when it’s set up. And answer any call I make to you.

A pulsing wave throbbed through me to see his instruction.

I came, shooting up my torso and hitting my chin.

A moan escaped me.

Intense tingles followed.

—You did a good job today.

His words were like his touch, I didn’t know I needed it until it happened to me.

I’d barely done anything, but I’d done a good job at it.

I stayed in the position for a moment longer. The cum on my skin growing cold.

After showering and putting on a pair of grey sweatpants with a matching grey t-shirt, covered in a much lighter grey dinosaur pattern.

When our mum knew we liked something, she would hammer home with it. I’d loved dinosaurs since I was a kid, so everything she bought me was themed. It was the same for Cosimo. He loved Pokémon, and if she was out and saw something with the branding, she bought it for him.

My mum arrived and with her, all the questions she had about my day. I didn’t know what to tell her, so I kept it broad and bland. She wasn’t going to know any of the weird stuff I was going to be doing or seeing. She would probably keel over at the mention of me going to a kink club, I think probably more so since Cosimo worked at one. That was still a secret.

“Is your brother going to be home for dinner?” she asked. “I was thinking, we should order a takeaway. You know, celebrate both my boys having jobs.”

I wasn’t feeling too hungry but seeing the excitement in her eyes. I couldn’t say no. “Chippy?” I asked. “Or Chinese?”

“You know I can’t resist those fish cakes from the chippy,” she chuckled. “I was just telling Amelia next door; I think they changed the recipe for the chips actually. A bit crunchier than usual.”

“We should get it soon then,” I said. “I’ll need to sleep soon. I don’t know if I’m working tomorrow.”

“Oh?” she looked shocked, blowing out a raspberry. “Well, I suppose you’ve got to work hard.”

I nodded. I’d sent Kristopher the number from the phone earlier, and he hadn’t acknowledged it at all. He hadn’t even reacted to the text.

“Have you seen your brother today?”

“Yeah, he’s at work,” I lied, I had no idea where he was now, but it was either working or at Grant’s place.

She tutted. “He’s always at that place. Since he told me about that after hours café thing they were doing. Well, I guess I can’t be mad. You’re both employed.”

And I wondered how long my employment would last. “Oh. I’m going to Germany in two weeks, or at the end of next week,” I said. “All paid for.”

“Oh, bleedin’ heck,” she chuckled. “Becoming a globetrotter then.”

“Nah,” I said. “The guy is half-German, so he goes to Germany once a month. Which is cool because he said he won’t need me, so I could just go and explore.”

She chuckled. “I wouldn’t mind one of those jobs myself.”

I was not sure if all this was real, but apparently it was. I said little more to her. I didn’t want to overwhelm her with too much, she might think I was making it up—or worse, doing unspeakable things for money.

After a big chippy dinner, I went to bed.

There was still no sign of life from Kristopher. I didn’t know if he’d text at a whim that he wanted me to get him coffee, or if he would call and I’d be made to go to him wherever he was.

He was stern about the rule. Answer the phone when it rings, especially when it was him.

I slept, waking every hour or so, checking the phone. It felt odd to have two phones, and while sleepy, it felt even more strange to see, like I was tripping.

A buzz woke me, followed by a chime.

I let it ring out for a moment before panic set in.

“Hello, hello,” I answered through a sleepy haze.

Silence on the other end.

I looked at the caller ID. It was Kristopher.

“Hello, Mr Kraus,” I said.

“Damian,” his voice replied, it was soft, quiet.

“How can I—how can I help you?” I asked, stifling a yawn.

I listened to him hum down the line. “I feel bad about how we left things,” he said. “We didn’t have dessert. We need to change that.”

“Ok. Dessert?” I was confused.

He hummed once more. “I’ve sent a car for you. I have dessert here.”

“At the office?”

“My penthouse.”

“Oh—oh.”

“Come dressed.”

I glanced down at myself in bed, it was dark, but in the phone’s light, I saw the suit on the floor. I hadn’t really taken care of it with the hanger or the cloth bag it came with, and the other two suits were in the closet.

“Ok.”

“Driver will be there in five.”

“Five?”

“Be ready.”