Oliver crawled on the wooden floor, just behind Garry.
From the main door, after a short hallway, they reached the main living room. The house was well-lit with natural light coming from the windows. The ceiling was high, the furniture looked big, and Oliver felt small. He never had experience with that perspective, being that low on the ground, looking up, crawling. His nakedness added to his vulnerability.
An older gentleman, well dressed, standing above him in the man’s big house, while he was naked on the floor, looking up, and having an uncontrolled erection.
He felt degraded, he felt like the man’s plaything.
Was he a toy to play with? A baby to handle? A person to be owned?
“Over here, tag along,” said Garry.
Garry led Oliver inside the house, and behind Garry, Oliver saw a door at the end of the hallway, with a colorful sign decorating it.
”NURSERY”
”I got it ready for your arrival, so from the first second you’ll crawl in, we will start. The moment I open the door, I want you to crawl in and take it all. This is all for you, because you need it, and because I want it.” Garry explained.
”But before it all happens, I need to do something, I need to mark you as mine. Just a little mark, a… metaphorical one. From my experience, this little act will enhance this moment. Face the door on all fours and spread your legs a bit,” he told Oliver.
Nervously, Oliver did what he was told. What was going on?
How is he going to be marked?
”Look at me,” Garry ordered.
Looking up, their gazes crossed.
Garry's face was dead serious and silent.
Oliver’s were worrying.
Garry took his hand and grabbed one of Oliver’s butt cheeks, which made Oliver tremble a bit. Then with the same hand, he reached for Oliver’s mouth and softly inserted his thumb into the man’s lips, which Oliver reluctantly took.
His penis shook in excitement.
After a second, Garry took the same thumb and gave it a long lick with his own tongue. It seemed like he was adding more saliva than taking Oliver’s.
Oliver looked at that man and thought to himself, what kind of ceremonies does this man have.
Suddenly, Garry ordered,” Open your legs, now”.
Garry’s thumb touched the start of Oliver’s crack and slowly found its way to the man’s hole, leaving a wet and sticky trail of the two men’s saliva.
The slippery thumb slowly and softly began to play with the hole.
Searching for a way in.
All this time, Oliver was unaware that Garry had taken a knee down to his side. He only noticed when Garry whispered to his ear
”Thank me baby - say thank you, Daddy”.
”Thank you Daddy,” Oliver said, and he felt the thumb creeping inside of him a bit.
”Thank you Daddy,” his voice broke.
”Again, but so softly I don’t even want to hear your voice,” Garry whispered so quietly into his ear that he almost couldn’t hear him.
”Thank you DADDY!” as Oliver whispered, the thumb found its way inside.
”Ahhhhhhhh,” Oliver moaned, his arms crumbled and his upper body and head collapsed to the floor. His arms and head were lying still in front of the nursery’s door, while his ass was up, and had Garry's thumb stuck in it.
Beneath him, drops of precum left his throbbing erection and fell to the floor.
Garry was kneeling next to his new boy.
He knew that every baby loves the opening ceremony.
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