8. Rafa

Chapter 8

Rafa

I’ve never seen a boy drink so much milk so quickly – it was a good job I brought a spare milk bottle along with me!

But after managing to suckle down two bottles in between a short nap, I knew that something had to give.

When Aaron opened his eyes after his second nap and said I need wee-wee , I knew he wasn’t kidding.

Luckily, Aaron was wearing one of his smaller diapers, the kind that you can get that don’t look so obvious underneath pants when you’re out in public. But that being said, I knew after two full bottles of milk I would need to change the boy’s butt sooner rather than later.

My penthouse was a few blocks away, but Aaron said we were pretty close to his place, walking distance in fact. A short walk later, and now here we are…

‘This place is nice,’ I say, casting my eyes around the apartment. ‘Cute. Smart. Good taste. It’s very you.’

‘Thank you, Daddy,’ Aaron replies, his pants and t-shirt off and his diaper looking seriously full.

I like the fact that Aaron has got a smart apartment. It says a lot about him that he’s got his life running just how he wants it.

So many of the younger boys I’ve met have the craziest, most messy and totally unorganized apartments I’ve ever seen. But Aaron being older means he’s got his life under control and knows how to live responsibly.

I never judged the younger Littles for living how they did. I’m all for free choice and doing what you want as long as you don’t hurt anyone.

But at the same time, I always knew that the kind of boy I needed would be someone older, wiser, and more… well more Aaron !

‘Daddy… I don’t think I can wait too much longer,’ Aaron says, hopping from foot to foot, the diaper sagging at the back. ‘Wee-wee made my diapeee all heavy!’

I chuckle.

The boy is just about the cutest I’ve ever laid my eyes on – and I’ve laid my eyes on plenty of boys over the years.

But now isn’t the time to reminisce, now is the time to change one sweet boy’s soaking wet diaper…

‘Okay, baby boy, on the floor,’ I say as I lay the plastic changing mat down on the floor. ‘You lie down and let Daddy make everything right.’

Aaron lies down on the changing mat and looks so angelic – notwithstanding the fact he has a full diaper!

‘Off this comes,’ I say, opening the diaper up on each side and quickly sliding it off. ‘Now let’s get you all cleaned up first with some wet-wipes and then I’ll powder that tush to make sure you’re drier than the Sahara desert.’

‘Hehe, that tickles, Daddy!’ Aaron says, his naked lower half squirming as I wipe him down.

‘Stay still, boy,’ I say, a little firmer. ‘We need to make sure you’re all clean.’

The boy listens to me and does his best to stay still.

It feels great to know that Aaron trusts me to do the right thing.

I may not have changed too many diapers in the recent past, but there’s something about it that comes so naturally to me.

Maybe it’s because it’s Aaron? I think it could be.

The thought of changing a young, bratty Little’s diaper is far less appealing. But with Aaron, it just feels right .

Thank God for YoungDaddies.com – my only hope now is that some of my other friends can make good use of it to find their dream match. I know Kyle is desperate to get started with it once the playoffs are over and his TV work schedule calms down a little bit.

Anyway, enough of that, time to refocus on Aaron and get his butt and cock all powdered…

‘How does that feel?’ I say, surveying the sight of Aaron’s naked crotch and ass all covered in white powder. ‘Ready for a new diaper?’

‘I’m ready,’ Aaron replies, a look of pure relaxation and happiness on his face.

It’s wonderful to know that I’m responsible for the boy feeling so good.

But I’m his Daddy, that’s my job.

People think that being a Daddy Dom is all about the Dom side – but for me the caring and nurturing aspect is just as important. And now it looks like I’ve found a baby boy who feels the same way as me.

‘Okay, so how about you show me some of your toys?’ I say, making some final adjustments to Aaron’s fresh diaper.

‘Yay!’ Aaron replies, his cute smile almost as cute as his fluffy diaper-covered butt as he gets on to his feet as scurries toward his toy chest in the corner of the room. ‘Come on, come with me!’

As Aaron breaks the wooden trains and cars out, I can’t help but feel a warm sensation all over my body. This is like a slice of heaven for me, and I’m determined to make it last as long as it possibly can.

‘You know, I think I could do with a shower,’ I say, noticing that after being out in the sun earlier and also having a thoroughly energetic time playing with Aaron’s toys, I could probably do with freshening up. ‘And I think you should help me wash too.’

‘Yes, Daddy!’ Aaron replies, a look of pure delight on his face. ‘Follow me.’

Aaron puts his stuffie down and takes me by the hand as he leads me down the hallway and into the bathroom. It’s bigger than I expected and is just as classy and well maintained as the rest of Aaron’s apartment.

The walk-in shower definitely looks like it was made for more than one person to use, and the large double-shower head looks perfect for a Daddy and his baby boy to get all hot and wet underneath.

‘That was quick,’ I chuckle, Aaron already naked and standing underneath the steaming hot water.

‘I was only wearing a diaper, silly,’ Aaron replies, a hint of sass in his voice. ‘You have to take all your silly Daddy clothes off.’

‘ Grrrrrr , watch it!’ I reply. ‘You know that spanks sting even more with a wet butt, right?’

‘ Pfffft , I doubt it!’ Aaron replies, giggling as he begins to soap up his perfectly soft and squidgy body.

He’s teasing me.

The boy wants a spanking.

But it’s up to me as his Daddy Dom to give him what he needs , and not just what he wants…

‘D-D-D-D-Daddy, w-w-w-w-what’s that?’ Aaron says, a hint of fear in his voice.

‘Oh this? Well this is a hairbrush,’ I laugh, knowing that Aaron knows full well what’s coming next. ‘And this hard wooden hairbrush is going to warm those hot, soapy cheeks of yours up. I’m your Daddy, and you can’t expect to sass me and not expect consequences.’

‘But!’

‘ Hush and turn around and put your hands on the wall,’ I bellow. ‘Present that soapy bubble butt for your Daddy.’

I’m now naked and stepping into the shower.

The boy’s ass is round, soft, and dripping in soapy bubbles.

I don’t think I’ve ever seen a more appealing sight in my whole life.

Now all that’s left is to hear the sound of smooth, hard wood cracking against those bouncy, jiggly butt cheeks…

‘Brace yourself, boy,’ I roar. ‘You’ve got six spanks on each cheek incoming. And do not move. I want each spank to land crisply. Any spanks that don’t land will be retaken.’

‘Y-y-y-yes, Daddy,’ Aaron says, the boy’s sass now gone and replaced with a nervous apprehension.

‘Here we go!’ I say, my voice full of delight as I wind the hairbrush back and get ready to bring it down on Aaron’s soaking wet butt cheeks.

THWACK! THWACK!

THWACK! THWACK!

THWACK! THWACK!

The sight of Aaron’s cheeks immediately reddening as the wood hits his wet cheeks is something to behold. The sound of the wood hitting flesh is spectacular too and with the bathroom’s high ceilings simply sounds even better.

‘More! More!’ Aaron squeals. ‘I deserve more spanks, Daddy.’

‘You’ll take what I decide, no more and no less,’ I reply, making my feelings clear.

THWACK! THWACK!

THWACK! THWACK!

THWACK! THWACK!

‘There, that’s enough for now,’ I say, not wanting to cause Aaron any lasting pain. ‘You were very brave, but this wasn’t about enjoyment. Even though I kind of think we both did enjoy it.’

I reach down and get some calming shower gel and rub it gently into Aaron’s red cheeks. I can tell that he likes it, and the truth is that I’m getting plenty of pleasure from it too.

‘I take it you’ve learned your lesson,’ I say, massaging Aaron’s tender cheeks. ‘I might be younger than you, but I don’t accept sass.’

‘But how else would I guarantee a shower spanking?’ Aaron replies, poking his butt out further as I continue to rub shower gel on his cheeks, and in between them too.

We both laugh and I embrace the boy.

Our naked, wet bodies pressed up together under the hot shower water is only going to have one effect and within moments I feel Aaron’s hard dick pressing up against my rock-hard thigh.

My cock too is thumping and thudding against Aaron’s soft stomach.

We don’t need to say a word to one another.

We know what we want.

A Daddy and boy tuned in to one another’s needs and desires…

‘That feels so good,’ Aaron whimpers as I begin to pump his hard cock inside my closed fist.

‘Fuck yeah,’ I reply, grunting as Aaron returns the favor and masturbates me in perfect synchronicity.

It doesn’t take long before both of us climax.

Hot cum shoots across our bodies and we embrace beneath the shower water, breathless and satisfied.

‘How about we get in some thick bathrobes and snuggle on the couch, Daddy?’ Aaron says. ‘I’ve got a few to choose from. You can never have too many snuggly robes!’

‘Ha, that’s true… I guess?’ I say, smiling as I step out of the shower. ‘It sounds like a plan to me, baby boy.’

Aaron wasn’t kidding when he said he had plenty of robes. I choose a black robe with white trim, and Aaron goes for a pastel blue robe with a big bunny ears hood.

We sit down to watch a Disney movie together but it’s not long before I feel Aaron’s breathing getting heavier and heavier.

I look down and see that the boy has drifted off to sleep.

I guess maybe it’s having a Daddy to cuddle up next to, but Aaron really does enjoy snoozing. I don’t know how he ever manages to get through a movie in one sitting.

But I’m not complaining.

In fact, I’m feeling on top of the world.

With my baby boy sleeping next to me, I can’t remember ever feeling so calm and contented.

Sure, the bathroom fun might be a contributing factor to how chill I feel – after all, who doesn’t love a heart-thumping orgasm in the shower, right?

But the real reason for my happiness right now is Aaron.

I think the boy might just be perfect .

The only question is whether I can change the movie over from this Disney flick over to something more my taste without waking the boy…

The boy’s got some extra work to be getting on with, so I’m making my way over to Lifters Gym, pretty much my favorite place in the world.

I step into the main free weights area and it’s like I’m in heaven.

Pumping music, heavy weights, and a whole heap of testosterone in the air.

Oh, and my buddy Kyle Chaser is here too…

‘Hey, Soleil, over here!’ Kyle calls out, his super-smooth appearance and cocky smile as bright as ever. ‘I’m thinking today is a day for smashing some PBs, no?’

‘Fuck yeah,’ I reply.

We embrace. The connection between us is strong – it’s only platonic, but definitely a real kind of love that can exist between two Daddies.

It’s great that I’ve got a Daddy friend like Kyle to hang out with.

We’ve known each other a long time and have definitely been through some ups and downs in that time. The one consistent thing though has been our friendship.

Kyle’s a real brother, even though it’s not a biological connection.

When I retired it was Kyle who was there for me to make sure that I didn’t have too many dark days. In fact, Kyle was one of the big reasons that I decided to make personal training my new career.

‘Okay, let’s lift some serious fucking weight,’ I say, eyeing up the 60KG dumbbells. ‘Four sets of twelve. Let’s get pumped.’

‘You know it,’ Kyle replies, already sitting down on the bench and getting himself primed to lift.

We work out, and we work out hard.

Neither one of us wants to take a backward step, and we push each other on to better things.

It might get competitive at times, but we’ve got one another’s back…

‘Keep going! Fight it. Fight that fucking weight,’ I roar, giving Kyle the encouragement he needs to beat his bench-press personal best.

‘Yeah!’ Kyle hollers, delighted to have made it. ‘I think I need a shower. I’m all fucking done for the day.’

‘No, you can’t be all done,’ I say, a grin on my face.

‘Please don’t tell me you want to do cardio,’ Kyle replies. ‘I’ll jump out of this fourth story window if you tell me we’re doing cardio!’

‘Relax, bro,’ I reply, struggling to contain my laughter. ‘No, we’re going to go to The Fluffy Diaper. Aaron will be there and so will his friends. You into it?’

‘Now that I can get into!’ Kyle replies. ‘Take me to the boys!’

We walk out of the gym and hit the showers.

There will be fun and games ahead at The Little Diaper and I want to be as fresh and clean as I can for my darling baby boy…