by Pepper North
“He’s all yours!” Charlotte smiled. She leaned in to hug him before bouncing away energetically. “It’s nice to meet you, Oliver. Will you come to the play dates for the Littles? I’d like to get to know you better.”
“I’d like that, too,” Oliver said before rushing back to show off Ringo to his Mommy.
Chapter Sixteen
They made it home after a quick stop at the grocery store where Mia rushed in for a few quick additions for the soup. Mia to hurried into the house to make sure that dinner was underway. They left Oliver’s truck parked by his quarters with the back filled with furniture boxes. Mia put Oliver in charge of setting the table after showing him carefully which sides were the correct placement for the utensils and napkins. She chopped up a salad and prepared a dish with shredded cheese, bacon pieces, and green onion to sprinkle on the soup. Tasting the soup, she made a few adjustments to the seasoning and turned it off to cool slightly so the Littles wouldn’t burn their sensitive mouths.
She turned to greet Madi as she rushed into the kitchen. “Hi sweetheart! Did you have a good day?” She smiled widely as the Little girl wrapped her arms around Mia’s waist and hugged her happily.
“Did you add any magic sprinkles to the food tonight? We went out for lunch, but my burger was soggy. I didn’t eat very much of it. I’m hungry!” she announced as her parents came through the door.
Ryan shook his head smiling in apology. “Hi Mia. I’m glad we haven’t scared you off yet. It smells amazing in here. I’m hungry, too.”
Wrapping her arm around her husband’s trim waist, Nora laughed. “Make that three of us that are hungry. Do we have time to change before dinner?”
“Of course. I’ll dip the soup into the bowls when you’re comfortable. Take your time,” she encouraged. “What would everyone like to drink?”
“Just water for us for dinner, I think,” Nora said looking at her family. “Wait, Ryan could you find us a good bottle of white wine? I could use a glass tonight to unwind. And we can help Mia celebrate a successful shopping trip. We saw the truck pull into the gate loaded with lots of boxes earlier this afternoon on the security camera. Ryan is very handy in putting together furniture. He’d be glad to help after dinner if you’d like.” The handsome man nodded happily when everyone turned to look at him.
“That would be wonderful! Thank you all so much!” Mia relaxed a little. She was usually intimidated by all the directions and the million screws that came in each box. She smiled at their backs as the small family all left to change. She didn’t know how she’d gotten so lucky to find her Little boy and some great people to pamper with her cooking skills. She’d never be happy without people to feed and a special Little one to spoil.
Chapter Seventeen
The two men had gotten a good start on putting together the crib before Ryan was needed to read a night time story to his Little girl before bed. They decided to work on the crib the next evening to finish it completely. Mia had used their work time to rearrange Oliver’s quarters to make room for the new furniture. She moved the bed against the wall and dragged the small chest of drawers into Oliver’s half empty closet. She shifted around some of his clothes and unpacked her most important clothing. She stood in the bedroom and looked around pleased. This would work to begin her Little boy’s new life.
Mia had peeked into the gift bag that Charlotte and her Daddy had given them as they checked out. There was a large assortment of Little supplies that thrilled Mia. She decided to wait and open the gift with Oliver. She wanted to see his reaction to all the goodies. She set it in the middle of the queen-sized bed to be opened after Ryan left. When she heard the front door close, Mia waited for Oliver to come find her.
He’d been nervous about leaving Mia alone in his bedroom. The sound of furniture being moved had made him leap to his feet. Ryan had used his Daddy voice to tell Oliver to sit back down, “Your Mommy will come get us if she needs us. You’ll need to learn to trust your Mommy. She’ll take care of everything now.”
Oliver looked down at the crib they were assembling and shook slightly. He’d known he always wanted to be a Little boy. He’d searched for his Mommy for so long. He said in a soft voice that Ryan had to strain to hear, “I didn’t think it would be this hard, Ryan. Can I do this? Can I just let someone change my whole life?”
He heard Ryan shift to wrap his arm around him. Giving him a hug, Ryan smiled at the scared Little boy. “Oliver, the best things in life have the most risk. I guess you have to ask yourself. What’s more frightening – living alone without your Mommy or allowing her to take care of you like you’ve always dreamed. Mia is a good woman. She’s not going to abuse you. She’s going to be strict. I would expect that you have a lot more spankings in your future plus some other treatments that you will not like either.” He watched Oliver’s face turn red instantly. “You have to trust your Mommy. She knows what you need and she’s going to take better care of you than you ever imagined. Can you be strong enough to be a Little?”
“Do you think that Madi’s strong?” Oliver whispered. He hadn’t ever considered that the cheerful Little girl had all the worries and concerns that he was experiencing now.
“She’s the strongest person I know. She’d also be glad to talk to you if you have questions. She was scared of you in the beginning and now, you’re like her big brother. Talk to her,” Ryan suggested.
“Maybe it’s different for boys?” Oliver guessed.
“No, Oliver. A Little is a Little. There’s just different equipment involved. Do you feel any better?” Ryan asked giving him one last hug.
“Thanks, Ryan,” he said sitting up straighter.
“Anytime, Little boy. You have an amazing life ahead with your Mommy. Enjoy it and don’t worry about what your life looks like to anyone else. Their opinion really doesn’t matter, does it?” Ryan asked wisely.
Oliver smiled and shook his head in stark denial.
Chapter Eighteen
When Ryan left in the early evening, Mia thanked him at the door before turning to look at Oliver. “Alright, Oliver! You’ve had a big day today and it’s almost time to go to bed. Come with Mommy,” she instructed wiggling her fingers for him to take her hand.
“It’s seven thirty. I can’t go to sleep now,” Oliver protested astounded as he put his hand in hers automatically.
“You will after Mommy takes care of you with a bath in the clean tub.” She led him into the bedroom. Turning to him, she began to take off his clothing, pausing to look at him sternly when he tried to help.
Oliver froze under his warning look. He allowed her to take off his tee shirt and athletic shoes, socks, and pants. He shivered as he stood completely nude in front of her. It wasn’t cold in here. He’d been naked in front of several women before. This just felt so thrillingly different. He watched Mia pat the edge of the bed. When he sat down, she guided him to lay on his side facing the wall. When he heard the clink of items on a tray, he looked back over his shoulder to see Mia bringing a jar of lubricant and the thermometer over to the bed. “Mommy . . .” he started nervously. She just rubbed his back as she set the tray above his head. He felt her lift his top buttock and press a lubricated finger against his anus. She warned him with a low “Oliver” when he began to stiffen and straighten his legs. Oliver forced himself to relax as he tried to focus on anything except her inserted finger that was spreading the lubricant slowly around his rectum.
When Ringo, his new stuffie, appeared in front of him, Oliver pulled it against his chest. He buried his face against the soft fur as his Mommy’s finger glided from his bottom and a thick. cold rod slid deeply inside. The feel of the thermometer was so invasive. Oliver allowed himself to feel the secret thrill that his mind had always tried to hide. He could feel his penis thickening and he shifted his top leg forward to cover it.
“No secrets, Oliver. Mommy knows you like things in your bottom. Just relax and let Mommy take care of you,” Mia soothed as she wrapped a protective hand over t
he end of the thermometer to hold it in place. She could feel the twitch of the rod as his muscles clenched on it sporadically. Her fingers caressed his stretched opening and drifted to brush against his testicles.
“Can you take it out, now?” Oliver asked desperately.
“No, my love bug. It needs to stay in your bottom for five minutes. Maybe longer if you’re running a fever,” she answered evenly.
“I feel fine,” Oliver tried to reassure her.
“I’m glad. You’ll get used to Mommy taking your temperature. I’ll check to make sure you are healthy at least twice a day - in the morning and in the evening. More if you’re showing Mommy you don’t feel well,” she answered rubbing his bottom cheeks softly. “Your bottom is pink. Mommy loves your strong body, but she loves seeing the signs that her sweet Little boy is inside all those muscles.” She felt his body relax against the freshy laundered comforter as she pulled the thermometer from his bottom. “All good, love bug. It’s time to get clean before Mommy tucks you in bed.” She helped him sit up. Mia cleaned the thermometer before thrusting it back into the lubricant and setting the jar on the nightstand for tomorrow morning. “Up, up, up!” she enthused as she pulled him to his feet and guided him into the tub she’d filled previously with warm water. She ignored his thick erection. She’d pay special attention to it later.
Oliver closed his eyes obediently as his Mommy began his bath by washing his face. He squirmed as she cleaned behind his ears around his neck. Her tinkling laughter of delight at his funny faces made him freeze before smiling. “Damn, I love her,” he thought amazed that he could feel so strongly in such a short time. His eyes flew open at the touch of her soft lips on his.
“I don’t know what you’re thinking, love bug, but from your expression, it’s pretty wonderful,” she whispered.
Turning red, Oliver asked quickly, “Why are you calling me love bug?”
“Because I love you so much it bugs me,” she answered without hesitation. “I have looked for you for so long. I thought rationally that we would need to spend a long time together to help my feelings grow to be so strong. You’re my world now.”
Oliver sat quietly thinking in the tub. The soft strokes of the washcloth on his body soothed him. He let his Mommy lift his arms to wash him and cause him to laugh as the cloth tickled his ribs. As she washed the length of his back, he finally spoke the words that were rolling around inside him. “I like it.”
“You like what Oliver?” she asked curious.
“I like it when you call me love bug,” he said turning his head to meet her eyes.
“I’m glad,” she said winking at him. “Let’s see how ticklish your feet are now!” she teased moving to wash his squirming feet and legs. As she reached his inner thighs, she stopped and directed him to stand up on his knees. Beginning with his buns, Mia washed carefully around his muscled buttocks before spreading them and cleaning away the lubricant. She pressed against his tight anal opening and whispered over his shoulder, “Mommy’s going to make sure you’re clean inside your bottom tomorrow.” She loved the look of dismay blended with arousal that covered his face as he looked over his shoulder at her.
Oliver felt her hands wash the sides of his body and thighs before beginning to reach toward his groin. She ruffled his pubic hair pulling him from the imagining just how it would feel to have his bottom cleaned tomorrow. He still hadn’t decided when he heard the water being released from the tub and a slushing sound as foam was squirted from a bottle. His Mommy smoothed the foam carefully around the areas where he was hairy instructing him to widen his knees as she covered his testicles and even along the seam of his buttocks. “Mommy?” he questioned starting to panic as the foam tingled.
“Look at me, Oliver. Does it hurt anywhere?” she asked quickly scanning his face for signs of true discomfort.
“No. It feels weird especially there,” he pointed between his legs.
“I’ll wipe that off first. Can you make it two more minutes?” she asked with a smile at his bravery. When he nodded stoically, she suggested, “Let’s sing Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star together,” and she began in a beautiful voice. She’d only reached the fourth word when he joined her with an amazing baritone to blend seamlessly with his. At the end, they both clapped in delight. They were really a perfect pair.
“I like to sing, Mommy,” Oliver admitted.
“I do too, love bug. We’ll sing a lot together.” She turned on the sprayer and rinsed and smoothed the hair off with the washcloth until he was perfectly smooth. “There’s my Little boy. Now, your bottom will stay cleaner in your diaper.” While he quietly thought of that, she dried him off with a fluffy towel and led him into the bedroom. “Lay down, Oliver.”
He stretched out on the soft bed and laughed as she buried her nose in the crook of his neck sniffing loudly before pronouncing that he smelled so much better! Mia turned to open the package of diapers giving Oliver a chance to look down at himself. He reached his hand down to smooth across the exposed skin. “It felt so strange,” he thought. “Everything looks totally different without the hair.” He looked up to see Mia watching him.
She leaned forward to kiss his muscle ridged tummy before pressing her lips on the bare skin next to his penis. The puff of her breath made him freeze. The exposed skin was very sensitive. He watched her fingers trail along the underside of his testicles before cupping them gently in her hand. “Mommy,” he groaned. “I can feel your fingers so much more.”
“Lift your hips, love bug,” she instructed as she distracted him with a gentle pull on his scrotum. Her other hand spread the diaper under his hips. “Now, your sensitive skin needs a little TLC. Let Mommy smooth some cream on you, Oliver,” she said as she scooped some thick cream from a jar and began to spread it thickly over his skin. She smoothed the skin from his lower abdomen to his buttocks. The erection that came to life each time she touched him thrust proudly into the air. Mia wrapped a hand around his penis and began to stroke his heated flesh.
He could feel and hear the crinkly plastic below his hips. The feel of Mia’s hand wrapped tightly around his penis was amazing. His eyes were fixed on watching her stroke up and down. The visual was as arousing as the physical sensation. When she pulled his diaper to lay cupping his testicles against his upper thighs, every sensation was magnified. His fantasies of being diapered and stroking hand catapulted him into an orgasm spraying fluid over his chest and on his Mommy’s hand. As his eyes rolled up in his head and he gasped to regain his breath, Mia leaned down to kiss the tip of his penis causing his penis to spurt again. Her “MMMmmmmmm!” brought his eyes to meet hers. He loved the smile on her face as she wiped his body clean before fastening the diaper around his hips snuggly. He couldn’t argue as she rolled him under the covers and pulled them up to his chin.
“Go to sleep, love bug. I’ll be in to join you soon,” Mia kissed his lips softly before tucking Ringo into his arms. She moved quietly around the room for several minutes as she straightened up his discarded clothes and laid a fresh diaper on a towel for the morning. By the time, she gathered her nightshirt to go take a shower, soft snores filled the bedroom.
Chapter Nineteen
He woke up in before dawn to feel warmth wrapped around his body. Opening his warm brown eyes, Oliver found himself cuddled up to Mia’s soft curves. His head rested on the pillow next to hers and her soft breath waved over his face. He closed the short distance between their lips and kissed her softly. Running his tongue across her pink lips, Oliver smiled as he felt her breath change and her lips begin to meet his. He kissed along her sensitive neck to the rounded neckline of her nightshirt.
“Love bug,” she moaned. Her hands unbuttoned her shirt to reveal her breasts. Tenderly, she guided his lips to one reddened tip.
Licking around the tight bud, Oliver savored the taste of her skin and Mia’s unique scent that was all her own. He suckled the nipple into his lips while cupping the full breast. Her soft moan of encouragement gave him the licen
se to increase the strength of his pull. She arched up slightly to thrust her breast fully into his grasp. Releasing her nipple with a pop, Oliver kissed across the valley of her generous cleavage. Copying his caresses to her other full breast, Oliver showed her that he loved her body. His hands bunched up her nightshirt pulling the hem over her rounded stomach and further up. He helped her pull the unneeded fabric over her head.
Beginning to kiss a path down her body, Oliver hesitated, looking up to his Mommy for guidance. “May I love you?” he asked softly.
“Please, Oliver,” she answered her voice low and soft. Her response was the flash of a bright smile before she felt his lips continue their path toward the center of her desire.
He could smell the aroma of her desire. It filled his senses and urged him on as he began to rub his pelvis against the bed. The crinkling sound of his diaper and the feeling of confinement combined to stoke his desire. He ran his tongue along the crease of her sex. Each time dipping in slightly deeper to taste her moisture on his tongue. Finally giving in to the desire to see her, Oliver parted her lips, spreading her delicate, pink folds apart to tease her clitoris with his tongue before circling her drenched opening. “Mmmmmm!” he hummed and felt her arch slightly to get closer to the vibration. His strong hands held her in place as he devoured her with a focused desire. Shifting slightly, he pressed one finger and then two deep into her vagina loving the tremors and contractions that his invasion created. Coordinating his caresses, Oliver concentrated on bringing her pleasure. Her orgasm struck quickly and deeply. He could feel her body seize around his fingers as she pressed her body against his warm mouth. Her pleasure and the amazing sounds of her satisfaction that Mia did not attempt to restrain triggered his own orgasm as he emptied himself into the padded diaper with a deep moan. After several seconds, he was able to raise his head from the soft slope of her inner thigh. Gentling his caresses, Oliver pressed a few last soft kisses to her body before moving his body slowly up her body to rest his head against her shoulder. As she cradled him in her arms, Oliver tried to regain his equilibrium. His eyelashes weighed heavily on his cheeks.
