Page 1 of A Little Bit Naughty

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Remi

Remi picked up his lightweight backpack and tossed in a water bottle, a few granola bars, and his travel-sized bug spray and sunscreen. After he closed his suitcase, he gently touched the smaller bag sitting beside it.

It was like a promise.

He knew he couldn’t count on finding a boyfriend this weekend, but he’d packed in hope. The discreet navy blue bag was actually a diaper bag, with plenty of small pockets for wipes, snacks, toys, a cute summer outfit, and yes, adult-sized diapers. He had more of everything in his suitcase and even a few things in the trunk of his car.

If there were any chance of something happening this weekend… he wanted to be prepared. The hardest part was the clothing. He’d deliberated over the outfits for a long time before ordering them, hoping that they’d fit any boy he was lucky enough to find, and that he’d like the designs.

It was like packing the bag was his way of sending his wishes out to the universe and hoping they’d return to him. What he wanted seemed simple enough: a boy who was into age play and also clicked with him in their adult roles.

Yet over the past five years he’d gone from hoping to meet someone special to despairing that he never would. It seemed like he’d gone through every Portland-area profile on Cuffd, the kinky meet-up app. And he knew most of the local ABDL world through munches and events. For a while, he’d gone on dates and explored play parties like it was his job.

It was exhausting, though, putting himself out there again and again when he already wasn’t the most outgoing person. He disliked crowds, and the awkwardness of first dates was even worse. He just wanted a boy to come home to. He thought he might be close to finding his special someone a few times, but things always fizzled out after a few months.

He wasn’t sure if it was just bad luck or something wrong with him. But the boys he’d dated were still friends with him, and one had even set up another date for him. So he couldn’t have been doing everything wrong.

Well, maybe getting a little serious too fast. Or wanting to do more Daddying than some of the boys were interested in. But again, several of his exes had assured him that the right boy would appear one day, looking for exactly what he had to offer.

It felt like he was always coming in at second place. Good enough to compete, but never good enough to take home anything but the consolation prize. And when the grand prize was lifelong happiness, the silver medal and a pat on the back didn’t count for much.

He touched the diaper bag lightly again, willing this weekend to be different. It was a Daddy/boy singles weekend at the Meadowlark Lodge, a cute B&B in the mountains just an hour from his home in Portland. He hadn’t even known the owners were kinky, but when the Cuffd app popped up with a new Destinations tab, he hadn’t hesitated before making the booking.

It was only last week that he’d realized he could see the other guests who were coming. And, disappointingly, only two of them were boys who wanted to be little. It was possible that some of the others might realize they were into it when it was offered… but he wasn’t going to count on it.

Still, though, there was that chance. Two little boys he hadn’t met before, and another ten or so who identified as boys but hadn’t checked age play on their kink lists. It wasn’t bad odds.

If nothing else, he could enjoy a few days of vacation in a beautiful space. He’d checked in earlier than most of the guests, so he should have plenty of time to explore before the mixer this evening.

He looked around the room again in case he’d forgotten anything for his hike. The quilted bedspread and heavy wood furniture gave the space a quaint, homey touch. It might have seemed odd to some, knowing that the owners had a BDSM dungeon in the basement. But that was exactly what Remi loved—the mix of dirty and sweet coming together.

He checked again that he had his key card and closed his door. There was an elevator, but he decided to take the stairs. The atrium was so beautiful, it was lovely to just pause and take it in. The space was vibrant and alive, the multi-story glass walls inviting nature inside to merge with the potted plants perched and hanging in every direction. A small fountain burbled just around the corner, adding a harmonious, calming sound.

He paused at the check-in desk to ask about hiking trails, since there were supposed to be several that left right from the parking lot.

The vaguely-familiar person behind the desk greeted him with a cheerful smile. “Hey! What can I do for you?” He wasn’t sure what pronoun to use for them, with their lean masculine muscles, exquisite makeup, and crop-top that bared their belly. He knew they were submissive, though, as the shirt read Yes, Daddy? They had the look of a very naughty boy, or girl, or… sub. He’d go with sub.

It finally clicked why they looked so familiar, though it should have been obvious from the fact that they were manning the desk. “Hey, you’re, um, one of the owners, right?” He’d already seen pictures, he was just horrible with names.

“Yep! Jamie, at your service.” They said it with a wink, like they might actually be at Remi’s service.

It wasn’t beyond possibility. Remi knew Jamie already had a Daddy, the other half of the couple who owned the lodge. But Jamie’s profile was on the Cuffd app as well, proclaiming that the two of them had an open relationship.

Not Remi’s cup of tea, especially without the one thing he was looking for. But it was nice being in a kinky space.

“Just looking for a map of the hiking trails,” Remi returned with a gentle smile.

“And a sweet little boy, right?”

Remi’s eyes widened. Though he supposed if he’d seen Jamie’s profile, it only made sense that Jamie had seen his. “Yeah, actually. So if you see any wandering around…”

Jamie laughed. “I’ll point them your way. In fact, the first one already checked in.”

A deep voice barked out from the open door behind the desk. “Jamie! What did I tell you?”

Jamie’s eyes sparkled. “About what, Daddy?”