"No, Daddy, I don't have to work when you're around." Brandon said with a cute boy smile as he moved closer. He momentarily put a hand on a massive tattooed arm and once again giggled. Brandon moved around the stools and ducked down, coming back up in between Derrik's crossed arms and the bar. On the way up, Brandon's hands moved up the man's calves, thighs, groin, abs, chest, and finally ended up wrapping around the thick neck. As he elevated himself Brandon moved his hips from side to side as though giving Derrik his own show.<br/><br/>Brandon moved in closer and could almost smell the masculinity of Derrik. "I'm wondering if I could dance here, Daddy. Can we go into a private room and I give you a preview?" Brandon winked.