Page 21 of Rowan’s Renewal (DKAG Summer Shorts #6)

“ Summertime is the best!” Anson declares, stripping off his shirt to reveal a gym-chiseled abdomen which makes me a little self-conscious about my soft, middle-aged paunch.

He races through his and Drake’s backyard and launches himself into the large, inflatable pool they have set up against the back fence. Drake sighs at the splash and shakes his head. “Leave some water in the pool for the others, sunshine.”

“I’m not going in,” I inform him, making a show of getting comfortable on the sunlounge I nabbed when Daddy and I arrived. It’s facing the yard, and I am content to watch the other Littles cavort. “And I don’t think Bear will mind if it’s only half-full.”

Bear is so sweet and easy-going, nothing seems to upset him. He makes fun wherever he goes, and I get a kick out of the way his mind works.

“Ash might want to sit in more than just a puddle, though,” Daddy says, reminding me that Asher and Charlie will also be coming to this get-together, because Ash and Anson are good friends.

It makes me a little nervous, because I don’t really know the founders of The Little Community Center that well, but the work they do speaks for the kind of people they are.

I nod. “Fair.”

Drake sighs. “I’ll fill the pool some more.”

From where he has been making a concerted effort to empty it with his splashing about, Anson cheers loudly. My lips twitch into a smile. He’s definitely a character.

“Do you need a potty break, baby?” Daddy asks. Even though I’m not going in the pool, I’m not wearing my usual pullup under my shorts, and he knows I’m paranoid about my condition causing me issues, even though nobody here today would bat an eye if I wet my pants.

“Yes, Daddy,” I tell him, realizing it has been a while since I last went. I don’t want to tempt fate. He helps me out of my seat, and I try not to groan like an old man as I push to my feet, then he leads me through the ranch-style home to the bathroom.

Recently, part of our Daddy/Boy roleplay has included him ‘helping’ me in the bathroom, shuffling up behind me and placing his hands over mine as I aim into the toilet bowl. I can feel his cock twitch against my ass as the stream of liquid hitting water reaches my ears.

“Good boy,” he croons lowly into my ear as he helps me shake, dab with paper, then tuck myself away.

I shiver at the heat in his tone.

“We’re not being naughty here, Daddy,” I tell him, wanting to be firm but sounding rueful even to my own ears.

“Pity,” he sighs, then makes a show of adjusting himself before washing his hands at the basin with me. “You look so sexy in swim trunks. It makes me think of the resort.”

Nibbling my lip, my stomach flutters at the reminder of how we met six months ago.

I feel like a different person to the sad, lonely guy he rescued at that reception desk.

I feel liberated now, much less self-conscious about my incontinence or my erectile dysfunction — not that I’m open about either issue with anyone outside of the new friends I have made in the kink community, mind you.

But the thought of other people finding out about my incontinence no longer terrifies me quite as much.

Not when I know now that it doesn’t make me less desirable or lovable.

“We should go back,” I tell him, mostly to distract myself from dropping to my knees even though I just said no naughty business, “to Australia, I mean. Like we talked about.”

Daddy’s eyes are knowing, and he sounds amused as we walk back towards the gathering out back, “Yeah?” he asks. “I thought you hated beaches and heat?”

There were a lot of things I thought I hated, myself and my issues included. But I’m not the same Rowan that got on that first plane to Brisbane. I’m different. Reset. Renewed, even.

Shooting Daddy a cheeky wink, I shrug, “Turns out, I just needed a Daddy to teach me how to enjoy myself properly.”

“Is that so?” he laughs, then wraps his arm around me, spinning me so we are face-to-face and pressed against each other.

I nod, “Yup.”

There’s a world of subtext in his eyes when he tilts his head back, brushing his lips over mine, declaring, “Then, I guess it’s a good thing you found one.”

His lips are on mine, soft and sweet and loving, preventing any answer I might have come up with.

But he’s right. It is a good thing that I found him, and I hope to keep him forever.

I guess this means I need to come up with a pretty birthday present for Bianca now.

I kind of owe her one.

THE END

Thank you so much for reading Rowan's Renewal . This is Book 2 in my Kinks & Conundrums series, which is prefaced by Book 0.5, Baron's Boo-boo , and Book 1, Anson's Awakening.