And then, I was going to buy him so many more things. What had happened then now seemed like a thing from a distant past. I couldn’t even remember anymore how it all came to pass.
My hand moved down, finding his pants. I got rid of them as fast as possible, getting to his pull up. “Sorry, little one, but this is going to have to go as well,” I warned.
“What-” he was saying, but it was already too late for him.
I didn’t just get rid of his pants, but also of his blue, cartooned pull-up. He battled and fought against my invasion, but there wasn’t much he could do against it. In no time at all he was fully naked, and now I was going to do something for him we had never done before.
I was going to make him cum by just using my hand.
Sitting on the couch right beside him, I curled my fingers around his hardness, meeting his eyes. He gave me a nod, which was all I needed to keep going. Stroking his little manhood, I made him drop his head on the couch, closing his eyes.
His mouth partially opened, moaning. I continued my strokes, certain that I was going to get him to the point of no return. His little pee-pee was so hard and hot-red, and I could feel he wasn’t going to last much longer.
And then, once I was done with that, we were going to make plans about going to other places. Buying him some more things, more toys, and continuing to make him the happiest little in the whole world.
“You are going to cum for me,” I cooed.
“Yes, Mister,” he purred.
His eyes didn’t even move, just looking at me with lust.
“And then, what do you think I should buy for you?”
“You really are?”
I kissed his cheek, my hand still moving up and down, but slower this time. Didn’t want him climaxing before the right time, of course.
“I’m going to pamper you so much you are going to grow spoiled.”
“I want that.”
“But then, I’m going to have to establish some more rules. Don’t want you to be spoiled for the rest of your life. That would be horrible.”
“If you say so, Mister, but I’m actually thinking about Aguma right now. I’m going to play with him so much, and then I’m going to sleep with him, too.”
“What? Am I not sufficient for you anymore?”
“No, it’s nothing like that.”
“Then, what?”
“It’s just that he’s so cute, and he’s a dinosaur too!”
“Wait, I can be a dinosaur too. Just give me a costume, and I would become the only dinosaur that you would ever need in your life.”
He smiled. “Things don’t work like that.”
I ignored his comment, still stroking his little pee-pee, getting him to that point of no return. Increasing the pace, I made him shift on the couch, his whole body now shivering a little. I knew he was going to come, and I couldn’t wait to taste his seed one more time.
“Mister…” he said, imploring.
“What is it, my pretty little man?”
“I think I’m going to cum, and then… I don’t know if I’m going to be able to clean up after myself.”
“Heh. Don’t worry about that. I’m going to do the cleaning part.”
“I was going to ask how, but I think I already know,” he commented, smiling.
He didn’t have to.
In no time at all, his dick erupted, shooting cum all over, but mostly falling on my hand, his balls, and tummy. Moving my hand to my mouth, I put my tongue out and licked some of it. Ahhh, the saltiness, and the creaminess were things that I just could never hope to find somewhere else.
Or with another man.
He panted for a long while before his breathing, at last, returned to normal. When it did, I finished licking his tummy, ballsack, and pee-pee clean. He watched it while looking mesmerized, his eyes finding it impossible to believe I’d just done that kind of thing with him.
I gave him some seconds to continue breathing and recompose himself. His little shaft went back to being soft then, his eyes closing as he took in the atmosphere of our bedroom. There was nobody to bother us here.
He was in his rightful place, and nothing was going to change that.
I kissed his cheek one more time, bringing him back to this world. He opened his eyes and said, “I think that tomorrow I’m going to need you to buy something else.”
“Anything you need.”
“Then, I think I’m going to need a big crib.”
“Hmm, but then, where am I going to find it?”
“They should have it in one of those online websites. You don’t need to worry if you are going to find it or not.”
“You seem pretty knowledgeable about those things, especially for someone who didn’t know much about ABDL before I introduced you to it.”
He blushed. “Well, I had a pretty good teacher.”
Chapter 7
David
O pening my eyes, I couldn’t help but smile when I saw the morning’s light coming through the open windows. Such a beautiful morning, and the temperature was pretty mild too. Perfect day to be playing outside, but then I didn’t know if my Mister was going to want to do that, or something else.
He was sleeping beside me, a line of his saliva going down his face, from one of the corners of his mouth. I considered kissing him now to wake him up, but then I didn’t know if he would like to get up now. He might end up getting a little pissed because he could have slept some more or something like that.
The blanket covered my body up to my chin, and I could feel Mister’s warmth coming from him in pulses. The feeling was enough to make my little pee-pee a little hard. Mister was going to ask me questions about that, if he found out about it, but for now I was planning on keeping it a secret.
And I still found it a little unbelievable how everything turned out for us. Never thought he would end up coming to me and then telling me he was the one in the wrong.
Ever since then, I’d learned that what happened – our fallout – had been nothing more than a little dispute that should not have ended up with him kicking me out of his place. Sure, I guessed that, in the end, I ended up walking on him too, but that was a topic for another time.
Right now, something was bothering me.
Something smelly and very wet.
My diaper… of course I ended up peeing in the middle of the night, as usual. My incontinence was a problem that I could never hope to solve, and it wasn’t going to be. It was going to be with me for the rest of my life.
My life was a little fucked up in that regard, but then again, I did have Mister with me, and he always made everything feel so easy.
Mister stirred a little, but it still didn’t seem like he was going to wake up anytime soon. I thought about moving down and kissing his cock good morning, but then that wouldn’t really be a good thing if he ended up waking up.
I exhaled and crawled off the bed, peeking behind my shoulder to make sure I didn’t make much noise. Really didn’t want Mister waking up right now.
And there was another reason for that.
My diaper was soaked, and so much so it actually made funny squelching noises every time I moved my legs. Mister wouldn’t like it if he found out, but I was going to have to go to the bathroom to pee nonetheless.
Since opening my eyes, my bladder felt so full. I could already imagine what he would say if he found out about that.
You should pee in your diaper, not in the toilet. You are a little and you are not supposed to know how to use the toilet… yet.
Maybe using the toilet was something he could teach me, but I didn’t think he would change the rules to accommodate that.
On my toes, I proceeded to the door and closed it behind me. Moving over to the bathroom now without having to worry about making too much noise, I reached it not too long after. Some house workers ended up crossing paths with me, but all they did was to nod or greet me. Some of them did seem to have judged me with their eyes because of my smelly, soaked dia
per, but they didn’t make any comments on it.
I was the owner of this mansion’s little, and they didn’t want to get on his bad side. If they did, they could lose their jobs, and that would be devastating for them.
I closed the door behind me, took off the diaper, my hands shaking. Was Mister going to find out later? There didn’t appear to be any reason for that to happen, but then again, I couldn’t predict the future.
Looking at the diaper gave me a feeling of wanting to puke. Seeing used diapers was never a good thing. I was hoping this was going to be the last time I was going to have to do this, but there was no way of knowing that for sure.
I peed in the toilet, closed the lid, and then flushed it. The thought of putting the diaper back on made me feel terrible, but I didn’t have a better choice. If I went back to our bedroom without it, then all I did so far to keep this little secret would have been for nothing.
And that… that I couldn’t allow to happen.
I got back into the bedroom, closing the door behind me. Looking at Mister, I found myself relieved. He was still sleeping in the bed, and his breathing appeared to be slow and normal.
I exhaled, padding to the bed. But then, all of sudden, he sat up and stared at me with judging eyes. “Please don’t tell me you did the thing I am thinking you did.”
“What… kind of thing?”
“That you peed in the toilet instead of in the diaper.”
I blushed. Wait. Did he know? But how? It didn’t make any sense.
“I didn’t do it, Mister,” I responded, blushing.
And keeping my head down like this, avoiding looking at his eyes, I didn’t think I was doing myself any favors. But this was a normal reaction from me. I’d always been a little on the shy side. I hoped he wasn’t going to see through the farce, but then again, my Mister was one of the smartest Bigs out there.
Accomplishing that was going to be hard.
“Don’t lie to me. You know what happens when you do.”
“But I’m not lying! I’m telling you the truth.”
“C’mon, we all know that is not true,” he said, getting off the bed and coming to me. “I don’t want to have to do this.”
“Do… What?”
“Punish you. You know all the rules like the back of your hand now, don’t you?”
I knew them, but I didn’t feel like telling him that. All I did was to lower my head even more, drooping my shoulders in shame. Man, was he really going to punish me for taking my diaper off so that I didn’t have to make it feel even more soaked?
“I just… didn’t want to wake you, Mister.”
“You don’t need to worry about when you can wake me. When was the last time I ever complained to you about that? And you did wake me in the middle of the night sometimes already.”
He was right, but in the middle of the morning would have been a first. Was a first, now that I was thinking about it. As soon as I shifted a little in the bed and then got off it, he must have woken up.
And then he waited to find out what I was going to do. I should have kissed his cheek or his cock then. He would have killed his farce and then nothing of this would now be happening.
He put his hand on my shoulder and then brought me with him to the bed. He sat on it, and said, “Lie down so that I can take off your diaper. Then, I’ll put a new one on you.”
“Yes, Mister,” I said, obeying him.
I looked up at his face and asked, “Are you going to hurt me too much?”
“Not a lot, no. All I’m going to do is to give you a light spanking. You know you are not supposed to touch your diaper, right?”
Mister was right about that, but still… I didn’t think he was going to be this punishing about it. All I did was to take off my diaper so that I could pee without feeling disgusted, and then I put it back on anyway.
I was never really going to understand his mind fully, was I?
“Are you ready for this?” He questioned, taking off my smelly diaper, grimacing a little, and then tossing it aside. He brought his hand over his head, and I could feel before it happened that this was going to hurt me a lot.
There was a smack, and then another and another. I bit my bottom lip, sealing my mouth. I might shed a tear or two, but I wasn’t going to cry much. Not too much anyway. I needed to continue being strong, for me and my Mister.
He kept on going, making me feel like opening my mouth and screaming in pain as much as possible. Each smack felt like needles penetrating my skin, and I could feel the pain all over. It was mostly in my ass, but it kept spreading to every cranny and nook of my body.
One more smack, and then I waited for the barrage of the others to come, but… they didn’t. I craned my head to him, looking at him and wondering what had just happened. I thought the spanking was going to last a lot longer.
“You are not going to continue, Mister?”
“No… I think you’ve had enough, and soon we are going to do something special.”
“Soon? Like in ‘tomorrow?”
He smiled. “Maybe. I’m still thinking about it. You need to promise me one thing if we are going to do it tomorrow.”
“What kind of thing?”
“That you are never going to touch your diaper ever again. Mister is the only one who can do that.”
I bit my bottom lip. That was a bit hard to promise, but nevertheless I was thinking I might be able to.
“Alright, it’s a deal, then.”
Chapter 8
Bryce
I opened the door of the car for him, feeling the heat of the sun on my neck. We were out in the town, cars going up and down the road, people perambulating, chattering, laughing, and smiling.
Little David made grabby hands, and I picked him up from his baby chair in the car – the one we were forced to use for their safety.
Some people threw annoyed glances at us, but I didn’t mind them. This was about my little and I finally showing to the world that we didn’t have anything to worry about. I wasn’t going to lose my job because of this, and nobody was going to do anything to harm him.
He curled his legs around me, and I closed the door of the car. Taking him to the store, a skinny, short guy with toasted coconut hair came to the door. His face lit up upon seeing us, bringing his hands together in front of him.
“Hi! It’s good to finally meet you in person.”
We’d talked online before, and now we were finally here to get to know his store. He said the place was for pretty much everyone, and he hadn’t lied. There were many Bigs and littles here, and they were all smiling and looking so happy.
They’d finally found a place that was going to sell them the items for their lives that they needed.
“Yeah, it’s good to see you two. We are here for the cribs.’
“Oh, wonderful. Allow me to take you to them, then.”
I’d thought that this shop was going to be much smaller. No wonder so many daddies and littles were coming out of hiding to visit it. I didn’t know the owner of the place, but I sure as hell was hoping he was going to get rich with this.
The little guy took us to another part of the store, where my eyes landed on a collection of cribs. They were all so big – and some were even taller than me.
David’s eyes shot wide the moment he saw them, one thing only going on in his mind. His life was going to change a lot from now on, and then he was probably never going to come out of our house. Why would he have to anyway?
He was going to have everything in it.
With his eyes scanning the whole room, my little just couldn’t stop looking at everything. That was when I learned it wasn’t just the cribs that were stealing his attention from me, but also the wall paint, the other littles – and that maybe he could become friends with them too – the toys, clothes, and diapers that he could cherish.
This was a dream coming true for him.
He craned his head to me, getting ready to ask me one very important question.
> “Mister… Can I buy all of these things?”
“You can buy some, but not all of them. I might sound a little repetitive, but you don’t really want to leave all these people here without things they could buy too, right?”
“No… I guess not…” He said, looking down in shame.
I chuckled and he looked at me with questioning eyes. Noticing them, I said, “It’s nothing. Now, choose the crib that you want to have in our home, and then I’m going to buy it. Simple as that.”
“Really?” he asked, squirming a little and forcing me to put him down on the floor.
He ran all over this section of the shop with all the cribs, touching them and checking them out. I didn’t need to worry about looking out for him all the time right now, and so I turned my head to the guy that had welcomed us in.
“It’s good being here. This shop is amazing.”
“Heh. Thanks. I only work here, but I do think that people like you should be better accepted in society. Hopefully we are going to help a little with that.”
And indeed, I betted they were going to.
Little David came running to me out of nowhere, hugging me and burying his head on my chest.
“Have you finally chosen the crib you want?”
Pulling his head away, he said, “Yes, Mister.”
“Good. Which is it, then?”
He grabbed my hand and took me to one of the cribs. It was made of wood. I asked the guy accompanying us if it came with the mattress, and he said that it did. Good. So that was one more thing we weren’t going to have to worry about.
“How much is it?” I then asked him.
He answered, shocking me with the price. It was actually pretty affordable. Most people coming here were going to find the prices good bang for their buck. Lots of littles were going to have the cribs they dreamed of.
“I’m going to have this one,” I confirmed, making my little David squeal in delight.
We got out of the store. The clerk had said that they were going to deliver the crib today by five o’clock, which was the last piece of good news we needed to make today unforgettable.
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