06/24/2016 9:00 AM

John and I just woke up, and after showering and getting dressed, we head into Elle's part of the room, and we walk over to the bed. I run my hand up and down her arm, and a few seconds later, she opens her eyes.

"Good morning baby girl. How did you sleep?" I ask.

"Good." Elle says.

"That's good. Go pick out your clothes and after your Daddy and I give you a bath, we'll go get some pancakes for breakfast. How does that sound?" I ask.

"Sounds good Daddy." Elle says as she gets out of bed and runs over to her bag. After she gets her clothes, we head into the bathroom so we can give her a bath.

"Daddy." Elle says.

"Yeah baby girl." I say.

"When do we get to go home?" Elle asks me.

"Our flight leaves in a few hours; but first, we're going to go to a New York Liberty basketball game." I say.

"Really?" She asks me.

"Yes baby girl. Your dad and I know how much you love the Liberty, so we decided to take you to a game." I say.

"Yay...thank you Daddies." Elle says as she hugs John and I.

"You're welcome baby girl." I say.

A Few Minutes Later: 9:20 AM

We just finished bathing Elle, and after she gets dressed, John picks her up and we head down to the hotel restaurant for breakfast.

"Welcome to The Goose Cafe. How many people are in your party?" The host asks us.

"Three." I say.

"Alright. Follow me please." He says as he picks up two menus, a kids menu, and some crayons. He starts walking in the direction of a table. A few seconds later, we arrive at a table, and he sets our menus on the table, and John, Elle and I sit down.

"Your waiter will be with you in a couple of minutes." He says.

"Ok, thank you sir." John says.

"You're welcome." He says as he walks away. Elle picks up the crayons, and after opening the box, she takes the crayons out of the box, and starts coloring her menu.

"What do you want to eat baby girl?" I ask.

"Pancakes." Elle says.

"Well that's settled." I say as John and I share a laugh.

"I think I'm going to have a Belgian Waffle with Strawberries and Whip cream on top." I say.

"Mmmmm that sounds good. I think I'm going to have French Toast and eggs." John says.

"That sounds good. I think it's funny that we usually know what we're going to eat before we even walk into a restaurant." I say.

"Yeah...what can I say, we're creatures of habit." John says as I roll my eyes and give him a kiss on the cheek. A couple of minutes later, a waiter walks up to our table.

"Welcome to The Goose Cafe. My name is Ken. Can I get you guys started off with something to drink?" Ken asks us.

"Ah...what do you want to drink baby girl?" I ask Elle.

"Orange juice." Elle says.

"Ok. Ah...can I get two small glasses of orange juice and two glasses of water? Thanks." I say.

"Alright, and for you sir?" He asks John.

"Can I get a glass of apple juice and a glass of water? Thanks." John says.

"Alright. Do you guys know what you want to eat yet?" He asks us.

"Ah...yeah. Can I get an order of French Toast and an order of eggs?" John asks.

"Sure. How do you want your eggs cooked?" Ken asks John.

"Ah...scrambled." John says as he hands Ken his menu.

"Alright, and for you sir?" Ken asks me.

"Can I get the pancakes off of the kids menu, and a Belgian Waffle with Strawberries and Whip cream?" I ask Ken.

"Sure. Do you want anything else?" Ken asks me.

"Ah...can I get a side of Home fries?" I ask.

"Sure." Ken says as he finishes writing down our orders.

"Thanks." I say.

"You're welcome. I'll be back in a couple of minutes with your drinks." Ken says.

"Ok." I say as I hand Ken my menu. He takes it and walks away.

"Daddy." Elle says.

"Yeah baby girl."John says.

"Can I get a bobble head at the game?" Elle asks me.

"Sure baby girl." I say.

"Yay." Elle says as she goes back to coloring.

"Baby." John says.

"Yeah." I say.

"What time do we have to check out?" John asks me.

"Ah...I think we have to check out before noon." I say.

"Ok. If we check out at 11:30, we can be at Madison Square Garden by 12:00. The game starts at 12:30. After the game, we should go to lunch and head to the airport." John says.

"Sounds good to me baby." I say.

"Ok." John says as he gives me a kiss on the cheek.

A Few Hours Later: 12:30 PM

Janel McCarville and Lauren Jackson start at the tip, and the ref throws the ball into the air and Lauren tips it back to Sue, and the game starts.

"Daddy." Elle says.

"Yeah baby girl." I say.

"When can we get a bobble-head?" Elle asks me.

"After the game." I say.

"Ok Daddy." Elle says. Janel McCarville steals the ball from Lauren Jackson and then passes the ball up to Nicole Powell and Nicole nails the lay-up. Elle starts to clap and John and I smile.

"The Liberty just scored Daddies." Elle says.

"Yeah they did." I say.

A Few Minutes Later: 1:20 PM

The first half just ended. The Liberty are up, 43-39.

"Daddies." Elle says.

"Yeah baby girl." I say.

"Can I have a soda?" Elle asks us.

"Sure baby girl. Do you want to go with me to the snack bar? Or do you want to stay here?" I ask.

"I want to go with you." Elle says.

"Ok. Do you want to come with us John?" I ask John.

"Ah...I think I'm going to stay here. Can you get me a beer and some popcorn?" John asks me.

"Sure. Come on baby girl. Let's go get you a soda." I say as I pick up Elle and then walk over to the steps. John and I bought court-side tickets, so Elle and I have a ways to go to get to the snack bar. A couple of minutes later, we arrive at the snack bar and I set Elle down so I can order.

"Hello sir. What can I get for you?" The cashier asks me.

"Can I get a large bucket of popcorn, two bottles of Coors light, and a small Pepsi please?" I ask.

"Sure. Can I see your ID?" She asks me. I take my wallet out of my pocket, open it, and take out my ID. I hand it to the lady and after she looks at it, she hands it back to me and I put it back into my wallet. After she hands me my popcorn, beer, and soda, she tells me the total and then I hand her a 20 and a 10. She hands me two dollars and after I the money in my wallet, I pick up our items and Elle and I start walking back to our seats. A couple of minutes later, we arrive at our seats, and after handing Elle her soda, she sits down and starts drinking it.

"Thanks for the soda Daddy." Elle says.

"You're welcome baby girl. Here Johnny." I say as I hand John a bottle of Coors Light and the tub of popcorn.

"Thanks baby." John says.

"You're welcome." I say as I sit down next to Elle. Elle is in between John and I. I take a drink of my beer and then put it into the cup holder.

"Daddy." Elle says.

"Yeah baby girl." I say.

"When is the game going to start again?" Elle asks me.

"Pretty soon baby girl." I say.

"Ok Daddy." Elle says.

A Little Over An Hour Later: 2:30 PM

The game just ended. The Liberty won, 81-79. Elle's favorite player, Janel McCarville, finished with 24 points, 12 rebounds, 6 assists, 4 steals, and 2 blocks.

"Daddy." Elle says.

"Yeah baby girl." I say.

"Can I get a bobble head now?" Elle asks me.

"Sure baby girl." I say. Elle, John and I stand up, and make our way to the souvenir stand.

"Hello guys. How can I help you?" A lady asks us.

"Can we get a Janel McCarville bobble head please?" I ask.

"Sure." She says. After she grabs a bobble head, she hands it to me and I hand it to Elle.

"Your total comes to 20.00 even." She says.

"Ok." I say as I hand her a 20. She puts it into the register and then hands me my receipt.

"Thanks." I say.

"You're welcome sir." She says.

A Few Hours Later: 10:30 PM PST

John, Elle, and I pull into the driveway at our house. It took five hours on a plane, and a three hour drive from Portland to get home.

"Elle's asleep." I say.

"I'll carry her inside if you get the bags." John says.

"Ok." I say. John grabs Elle, I grab the bags, and after locking the car doors, we head inside. John takes Elle up to her room, and I take our bags into our bedroom. After throwing everything into the clothes hamper, I put our bags in the corner of the room, and after brushing my teeth, I strip down to my boxers and after pulling back the covers on the bed, I lie down. A couple of minutes later, John walks into the room and after he brushes his teeth, he strips down to his boxers and lies down next to me.

"I'm tired as fuck." John says.

"Me too. I'm also kind of horny; but if you want to go to sleep, I can get myself off." I say.

"Ok. Good night baby." John mumbles as he closes his eyes.

"Are you serious baby? Every time I tell you I'm horny, you tell me that you're going to fuck me good and hard, and now you tell me that you don't want to have sex with me? I'm sad now." I mumble.

"I'm sorry baby. I'm really tired right now. Do you want me to give you a hand job? That's usually enough to get you off." John says.

"I want you to fuck me." I say.

"I don't wanna fuck you. I'll give you a hand job, or you can get yourself off. Those are your options." John says.

"Baby." I whine.

"What?" John asks.

"Please fuck me." I say.

"No. Now do you want a hand job? Or do you want to get yourself off? Because those are your only options right now." John says.

"Baby." I whine again.

"What Randy?" John asks.

"Please, please, please, please, please fuck me." I say.

"No, and that's final." John says.

"Fine. Your a selfish bitch." I say as I get out of bed and stomp into the bathroom.

"Love you too!" John yells as I slam the door.

"Fucking ass hole!" I yell as I pull my boxers down. I kick them away from me and then I sit down on the edge of the bathtub.

"If John doesn't want to fuck me, I'll just have to get myself off." I say. The door slams open and I am met with the sight of an angry John.

"What did you just call me?" John asks me.

"I...I'm sorry baby. I didn't mean to call you a fucking ass hole. I..." Before I can finish my sentence, I am grabbed by the arm and yanked to my feet. John pulls me out of the bathroom and drags me over to the bed.

"Bend over the side of the bed." John says angrily.

"Baby...please don't do this. I'm sorry I called you an ass hole. I love you baby...I'm sorry." I say.

"Bend over the side of the bed." John says angrily.

"Baby...I..." John puts his hand on my mouth and pushes me onto the bed.

"Bend over the side of the bed." John mumbles. I crawl over to the side of the bed, and I roll over and then scoot back so my feet are flat on the ground.

"Good boy." John says as he brings his hand down on my ass. John knows that when I call him an ass hole, it means that I want to get rough. Every time I want to get rough, John always plays along, even if he's really tired. He loves to spank me and fuck me as hard as humanly possible. Our safe word is Dragon, and when I say Dragon, John will stop what he's doing. He'll pull me into his arms and cuddle me until I'm ready to start our playing again.

"Fuck John. Please stop baby. It hurts...it hurts really fucking bad." No matter how much I tell him to stop, he won't unless I say Dragon.

"You deserve a spanking, and a spanking is what I'm going to give you." John says as he slaps my ass again.

"Fuck." I mumble. John slaps my ass again and I let out a groan. I can feel myself getting hard and I desperately want to stroke myself; but if I do, John will only slap me harder. John spanks me seven more times and when he stops, I let out a sigh of relief. I look over my shoulder and I groan at the sight of his hard cock. When...when did John take off his boxers? John walks over to me and a few seconds later, he pushes into me and I let out a groan as the first thrust hits my prostate dead on.

"Fuck John. Quit being an ass hole and fuck me harder." I say. Wait, wait, wait, wait. I didn't mean to call him an ass hole. Fuck...I'm in for a hard fucking. I hope I don't bleed. John pulls all the way out of me and then slams into me again and I let out a moan. Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow. Fuck...it hurts so bad; but I...I don't want to say Dragon. John angles his hips a bit and I let out another moan as he hits my prostate dead on. John pulls out of me and flips me over so I'm laying on my back. He slams into me again and I let out another moan. Oh fuck...I'm so damn close right now. A couple of minutes later, John cums, and I let out a groan at the feeling of his hot seed filling me. John pulls out of me and then takes my cock into his hand and starts stroking me until I cum.

"Fuck John. Dragon...dragon." I mumble.

"It's a little late for that." John says as we share a laugh.

"Love you." I mumble.

"I love you too." John says as he leans down and gives me a kiss. After John and I clean up, we head to bed. Good night everyone.