Page 4 of Cruising for a Daddy

“Are you here for tonight’s Daddy/boy meet and greet?” he asked.

“I am.”

“Wonderful. My name’s Cameron, but you can call me Cam. We’re going to have so much fun this week! Now, let me just get a little info from you. I need your name, and I need to know if you’re a Daddy or a boy, and if you’re a boy, are you a little? We have different colored name tags.”

I paused for a second because no one had ever asked me if I was a boy or not. One look at me, and everyone just assumed I was a Daddy. I liked that Cameron didn’t just assume.

“I’m a Daddy, Cam, but thanks for asking, and my name’s Adam.”

“Well, you know what they say. Never judge a book by the cover,” he said with a wink. “Now, would you prefer Adam or Daddy Adam on your name tag?”

“Just Adam will be fine for now.”

He nodded and pulled out a sheet of name tags and used a black marker to write my name on the tag, then he handed it to me. “Red is for Daddies, blue is for boys, and the ones with the rainbow stars are for littles.”

“Got it,” I said, putting the sticker on my shirt.

“Tonight’s just to give everyone a chance to be in the same room so you can get a feel for who all’s here. You read the rules for the group, yes?”

“I did,” I confirmed.

“Good. We take our members’ safety very seriously, so be aware that if you violate the rules, not only will you not be allowed to attend any other activities on this cruise, but you’ll be banned from the site, and all future events as well.”

Honestly, I’d actually been very impressed when I’d read over the rules. They were all about honoring everyone’s boundaries and treating each other with respect, something that should go without saying, but sadly didn’t.

“I understand.”

“Okay, then. Drinks are on us for tonight, so go on in and enjoy yourself.”

I left him standing at the door to greet others who were here for the event and went on inside. There were more people here than I expected this early in the evening, and there was already a crowd at the free bar. I wandered over there and ordered a beer. I didn’t want to start off with anything harder just in case I met someone who piqued my interest.

I wandered around for about an hour and had conversations with a few of the other Daddies. We talked about what they were looking for in a boy and what they did for a living, but none of the boys had caught my attention. If I was going to call it a night, I figured I might as well have a drink with a little more kick to it, so I made my way back over to the bar and ordered an Old Fashioned. I was waiting for the drink when I noticed a boy in line at the far end of the bar. I stood there for a second and just stared, trying to decide if I was really seeing what I thought I was seeing. It was the boy from earlier. The one who was dancing at the Sail Away party. What were the odds the first boy to catch my eye in forever was also here for the Daddy/boy event?

He wore different clothing, but I was pretty sure he was the same boy. Any doubts I had were removed when he looked over and saw me watching him. Our eyes met, and just like on the deck earlier, the pull I’d felt between us was palpable. His eyes widened in recognition, and a small smile pulled at the corners of his lips.

I’d hoped I’d see him again, but I didn’t really expect to on a ship with over two thousand passengers, and yet here he was. And even better, I thought, glancing at his blue name tag, he was a boy. Too perfect. One thing was for sure—I wasn’t letting him get away without talking to him this time.

Chapter 4

Ollie

I couldn’t believe it when I looked up and saw the man from up on the deck here at the meet and greet. I’d been so disappointed when I thought he was with the woman sitting at the table with him, but here he was at the Daddy/boy meet and greet so that must not have been the case.

I wasn’t sure what it was about him that drew me in the way it did. There was a room full of Daddies here, but there was something about him that made him different from the rest.

“He’s here,” I hissed at Carey.

“Who?” he asked, looking around, trying to spot someone he knew.

“The guy from up on the deck that I thought was so hot. He’s here.”

“Which one? Point him out.”

“I’m not going to point at him. He’ll see. But it’s the hot guy in the blue shorts and the shirt with the stripes.” Carey looked around, trying to be casual, but when he spotted the man I was talking about, he let out a little whistle.

“He is hot.”

“Right?” I said, just as our eyes met. I could tell by the way he looked at me that he recognized me from earlier as well, and if I were a braver boy, I would go right over to him and introduce myself, but I wasn’t brave at all. As a matter of fact, when he started walking towards me, I had to fight the urge to run and hide. Which was ridiculous because meeting a Daddy like him was the whole reason for this trip. So instead of running, I pulled myself up and tried to look confident instead of like a scared rabbit.