Crawling back to daddy

I get it. Life gets busy. Mine does too, so I don’t stress when I don’t hear from certain boys for a few days. Even a few weeks. But I always knew CJ would come crawling back. He can’t stay away for long. Because no matter what’s going on in his world, one thing stays the same. He loves his Daddy.

And when he came back, he knew he had some lost time to make up for. He didn’t waste a second. Slipped into his most shameless outfit. Set up the camera. Put on a show that reminded me exactly why I kept him around in the first place. No hesitation. No shame. Just pure effort. Pure hunger.

Because CJ knows the rules. Being one of my boys isn’t a title you’re given. It’s one you earn. And it’s one you work to keep. And when he steps back in, fully focused, fully present, fully mine again. It’s like he never left. Like the distance just sharpened the edge. He knows what I like. And he knows how to keep his place.