9. Dexter

Chapter 9

Dexter

Avery was completely dead weight as I lifted him from the cooling water and got him dried off. I basically held him in one arm to help him brush his teeth before I took him into the playroom to grab a diaper from the stash I used the night before.

But he stopped me with the diaper in my hand. “Wait. I have a special kind.”

“Oh yeah?” I put it down and turned to him. “What kind of special diaper?”

He grinned. “The special kind that have a hole.”

“A hole?” I wasn’t exactly sure what he meant by that, but I could tell by the glimmer in his eye that he was excited.

“Yeah, I haven’t used them before, but…I want to, if it’s okay with you.”

I shrugged. “Why don’t you show me what you mean?”

He went to the closet and dug out a bin from underneath a mountain of stuffed animals. It was clear he didn’t go into it often, but when I saw the dildo and butt plugs with tails, I understood why. They weren’t the kind of toys to play with alone.

Avery opened up a bag and pulled out a light yellow diaper that appeared to be pretty normal to me. When he handed it over, I looked at the front and then the back and realized the difference. Right where his asshole would be, was a perforated X that was meant to be torn open.

I glanced up at Avery with a cocked eyebrow. “So you’ll wear this while I fuck you?”

He bit his lip and nodded. “We don’t have to, if you don’t want to. But I like how it feels on my front, so… I think I would like how it feels to have my front and my back happy at the same time.”

My front was definitely happy just looking at him. “Okay, then. Let’s try it.”

“Yay, thank you, Daddy.” Avery dropped to the ground right in front of the closet and opened up his towel, ready to be diapered.

It was refreshing and hot as fuck to be with someone who was so comfortable in his body and his role. Avery knew what he wanted and how he wanted it. And the best part was that he wasn’t afraid to ask for it. I’d been in scenes when the sub was too timid or afraid to say what they wanted, and I always left the scene feeling like I had failed in some way. Even if we both got off, it wasn’t the same as actually fulfilling a need for your partner. But with Avery, I didn’t think that would be a problem.

I was quickly learning what his needs were—and thank fuck, they lined up perfectly with my own.

I put the diaper on him, careful to line up the perforated opening with his hole before tightening the fasteners at his hips.

“Are you sure this is gonna work,” I asked playfully as I pushed his knees back and rolled him up so his ass was pointed at me. Then I poked my finger through the center of the X, breaking through until I touched his puckered skin. “What do you think? Am I in the right neighborhood?”

“Gawd, Daddy.” He rocked against my finger as if he wanted me deeper. “The right neighborhood, the right house, and the door is wide open. Come on in.”

I chuckled and kissed his knee before rolling back on my heels and standing up, tugging him right up with me. “What about pajamas?”

He put his hand on my chest and fisted the T-shirt I was wearing. “I always wanted to have a Daddy who wore big shirts I could sleep in.”

I cocked an eyebrow. “Would you like to sleep in my shirt, Avery?”

He nodded. “Yes, please. So in the morning, when I wake up, I’ll still smell you and your milk.”

I pulled back just far enough to reach for my shirt and pull it over my head, then I held it up while Avery climbed into it. It was several sizes too big for him, but it was perfect. I’d end up going home in just my jacket, but it was worth it to see him swimming in a shirt that smelled like me. “You look absolutely adorable. Are you ready for bed now?”

Avery nodded and held out his hand for me to hold. “Take me to bed, Daddy.”

Those words held so much meaning. I wasn’t sure if he meant everything I took from them, but I followed his lead. I hadn’t brought an overnight bag, but I did have condoms and lube in my pocket. If that’s where the night went, I was ready for that. And if it didn’t, that was okay too. Just having confirmation that he wanted to try to be my boy was enough.

It was already a perfect night, and I didn’t want to get greedy.

On the other hand, when I pulled back the sheets to Avery‘s bed and he climbed in on his stomach, then reached for an extra pillow and put it under his hips, I was pretty sure I knew where things were heading.

“Tell me what you need from me next, baby.”

Avery turned toward me, resting his cheek on the pillow as he watched me. “Can I have milk first, and then when I get too excited, will you fill up my bottom so I can feel good everywhere?”

“Absolutely.” I’d been leaking since I took off my shirt and the cool air stimulated my nipples, but when he asked for my milk, that fully triggered a letdown, and I was suddenly as desperate to feed him as he was to be fed.

I pulled two condoms and a few packs of lube from my pocket and put them on the nightstand then slid into the bed beside Avery. He just watched quietly until I was in the right position with my chest lined up to his mouth. “Go ahead.”

His eyes locked with mine as he leaned forward, closing his lips over one nipple, while his fingertips twisted the other one, stimulating milk to pour out from both sides. We were about to be in a wet and sticky puddle, but neither of us cared about that. He drank his fill for a few minutes before he pulled off the one side and moved to the other. Avery lapped up the drops that had escaped down my side, and then sucked several long pulls as he slowly humped into the mattress.

His free hand slid down my chest to my boxers and then underneath the fabric.

I stopped breathing as his soft fingers curled around my cock, slowly stroking me as he pushed against the bed. After several moments, he started moving faster, both his hips and his fist furiously stroked up and down until he pulled off from my chest and panted. “Now, Daddy. I want you in me now.”

I kissed his mouth, tasting the sweet milk on his lips and tongue while I reached for my supplies. My dick was hard as fuck, and I knew I wasn’t gonna last long, but neither was he.

Even though he’d already gotten off in the tub, my boy wanted more.

I changed my position so I was between his legs while he stayed flat on his tummy. The hole that I’d made in the back of the diaper was small, but instead of using my hand to open it up, I leaned down and poked my tongue through it, finding his opening and wetting it with my mouth as I prepared my own cock to enter him.

Avery started moaning again, so I backed off, making sure he didn’t come before I was even inside him. “Slow down, baby. Daddy’s almost ready for you.”

“I need you, Daddy.”

He pulled up his knees, spreading himself out as wide as he could. I added lube to my fingers and carefully entered him, loosening him until he was ready to take more.

I almost didn’t survive the wait until I was finally able to push through the soft, cottony barrier and into my boy.

Since I was wrapped up, the sensation was different anyway, but looking down and seeing my dick disappear into the diaper was hotter than I expected it to be. Within just a few strokes, my balls were already pulling up and threatening to release. “Are you close, baby?” I kept moving, increasing my pace as Avery fucked harder and faster into his bed.

“Yes.” His whole body was rocking. “Yes, yes yes.”

I pulled out and pushed back in a few more times before finally letting go. “Come for me, baby. Come for Daddy.”

He arched into the bed, tightening his grip on my length as he came, fully pulling my orgasm as he went.

For several seconds, I couldn’t breathe or hear or see. The only thing I could do was feel Avery around me.

My precious boy.