by L. Michael
“Oh, my mistake. I must have mixed up the bags then.” The small smile on Caden’s face grew into a full-face grin. “Those are for the blanket fort we’re going to build.”
My mouth dropped open—a blanket fort. I never had one of those before, but I always wanted to have one. “Can we build it now?” I started to fill my arms with blankets until I saw Daddy had his head back and mouth open.
He was laughing, so he signed, “Yes, but first, you need jammies. Dig into the other bag, Cupcake.”
Daddy didn’t need to tell me twice, and I walked on my knees over to the other duffle bag and whipped open the zipper. On top of everything was my brand-new jammies. They were dark blue with cute kangaroos on it. The fabric was so soft as I ran my hand over them. I pulled them out and realized that they were footie pajamas. They were perfect and so cute. I spun around on my knees to face Daddy, holding them in the air.
“Daddy, change,” I squealed since I had my hands full of my new jammies.
Caden came over and held his hand out. Taking it, I let him help me off the floor. He led me over to my bed. Before I could lie down, Caden gently turned me towards him and tapped my chin to make me look him in the eyes.
“Thank you for trusting me to take care of you.”
“Thank you for taking care of me.”
“Always, Cupcake.” Caden smiled at me, and then he bent down and softly kissed me. On the lips, not my nose. Which meant it was adult Henry who got kissed. It was soft but full of feeling, and I wanted more, but Daddy stopped. “Now, let’s get you changed so we can start on the blanket fort.”
“I’ve never built one before. It’s going to be so much fun. Can I have a cupcake in it?”
A sad smile flickered over his handsome face but disappeared as quickly as it appeared. Caden smiled at me and tugged at my shirt. I raised my arms, and Daddy pulled it over my head.
When I focused on Caden, he spoke. “If you can eat it neatly, yes.”
“I can be a big Boy for a cupcake.”
“For a cupcake, huh?” Daddy laughed, but then his face turned serious, and I knew he’d seen my scars. Damn. I’d been so excited about the fort that I had completely forgotten about them. Blushing, I tried to cover them with my hands, but Caden gently took hold of my wrists. When I didn’t look at him, he let go of my wrists and took my face in his hands instead. “There is no reason for you to be ashamed, okay?”
“But they’re ugly,” I whispered, horrified, that he’d seen them.
“They’re a part of you, and you’re beautiful, Henry.”
“But…”
“No. No buts.” Caden shook his head, leaned down, and gently kissed me. “I won’t have you talking badly about yourself. Not about being deaf, your other medical conditions, or your looks. Is that clear?”
“Y-yes.”
“Good.” Caden kissed me again, and then he opened my jeans. “Now, let’s get you changed so we can start building our fort.”
Nodding, I watched him nervously when he shoved my jeans over my hips and helped me to step out of them. Caden didn’t even blink at my diaper. Instead, he just patted my butt and took the jammies out of my hands.
“Are you good, or do you need your diaper changed?”
“N-Not yet. I changed my diaper shortly before you got here, so I’m ok for at least a couple of hours.”
Caden smiled and gave me another kiss on my nose, which had me giggling. I loved those kisses, and they helped me to relax back into my Little space. Caden knelt in front of me and slid my socks off. I put my hands on his shoulder and held on while he pushed the jammies over my feet. Then he slid them up my legs. The fabric was so soft that I immediately fell in love. Caden helped me slip my arms into the sleeves. The attached feet were terrific and would keep me toasty warm. While Caden zipped up the front, I wiggled my toes. Then he tapped my chin.
“There you go. You look adorable, my Little Roo.”
I beamed and spun around so Daddy could have a good look at my jammies. “I love them,” I signed as I turned around, then stopped to face Caden.
“I’m glad,” Daddy signed back, grinning at me. “You know Sam and Josh have some sort of animal onesies. I think you would look cute as a real kangaroo.”
“Oh. I’ve seen them online. Can we have a look later and see if they have a kangaroo? Please, Daddy?”
“Let’s build that fort, and when you eat your cupcake very neatly, we can look on my iPad and see if we can find one for you.”
I clapped my hands before I threw them around him and hugged him tightly. This was going to be the best weekend ever.
With four chairs and lots of blankets and pillows, Caden had built the best blanket fort ever. Well, with my help, of course. Daddy had given me the critical task of bringing blankets and pillows while he set up the fort behind the sofa. It was cozy and comfortable inside, and I lay on my stomach on the floor and nibbled carefully on my cupcake, while Charlie lay curled up on a pillow.
I startled when a hand stroked my ankle and looked over my shoulder. Daddy came crawling back in, still wearing his dress pants and his button-down shirt. I loved that he wore his suit, well, minus the jacket, while I had on my cute jammies. Caden seemed to like it as well, or he would have changed into something more comfortable.
When he sat down next to me, I grinned and showed him my hands, then signed, “All done and no crumbs on the floor.”
“Good job, sweetie.” Caden leaned his back against the sofa and opened his arms invitingly. “I brought you a bottle. Would you like to come over here and cuddle with Daddy while we look up the kangaroo costume?”
“Yes,” I shouted and threw myself on top of him and wiggled around until I could lie comfortably in his arms but still see his lips.
“There you go. Do you want your bottle now or when we watch a movie?”
“Movie. But first kangaroo.”
“Yes, Little Roo. First, kangaroo.”
Caden placed the bottle beside him and reached for his iPad. It didn’t take us long to find a site that offered them, and we both learned that they were called Kigurumi. Caden quickly found a kangaroo, but my eyes spotted a cute, pink dragon one. Caden kissed my head, and I looked at him.
“With express delivery, it should be here tomorrow. What do you say? Do you want the kangaroo, Baby?”
I bit my lip, looking back at the tablet. There were so many animals, and they were all so cute. But it was the pink dragon one that held my interest along with the kangaroo. Because I wanted to be a kangaroo, too. Damn. When I didn’t answer, Caden gently turned my face.
“What’s wrong? Did you see anything else you like?”
Nodding, I pointed at the pink dragon. “But I want to be a kangaroo, too.”
Caden turned the iPad and tapped away on it. No matter how hard I tried to peek, he wouldn’t let me look until he put it aside and kissed my head again. It was either that or gently tapping my chin to get me to look at him. I figured that out by now, so I looked at him.
“Both of them are going to be here tomorrow.”
“Both of them?” Did he order both? But he said I could have the kangaroo, not the cute, pink dragon.
“You were such a brave Boy for me earlier, showing me your scars and your diaper. It’s a reward for my special Boy.”
Oh. Wow. I cuddled closer and raised my head until I could kiss him. It was sweet and gentle, and Caden wrapped his arms around me, holding me close, while the kiss lasted. Then Caden pulled back and smiled at me.
“Thank you, Daddy.”
“You’re welcome, Cupcake. Do you want your bottle and a movie now?”
“And more cuddles.” Caden’s chest vibrated under me as he laughed.
“Yes. More cuddles, too. What movie do you want to watch?”
“Can I choose whatever I want?” That had Caden laughing again.
“Absolutely not.” Curious about that answer, I looked at him, wondering why Caden found that question so funny. “You’ve met J
osh, right?” I nodded, and he continued, “Well, even when he’s Little, he tries to convince his Daddy to let him watch XXX.”
“Why would he want to watch that when there are so many other funny movies?”
“I don’t know. I just wanted to make sure that we’re not watching something involving weapons or explosions.”
That had me frowning. “But…I wanted to watch Zootopia.”
“Ah. Judy Hobbs is an exception when it comes to weapons. One hour and then I start dinner, okay?”
“Okay.” Caden retook his iPad, while I snuggled as close as I could into him. After he’d set up the movie, he took the bottle and pushed the nipple against my lips. Sucking the liquid out, I almost moaned. Chocolate milk. Caden closed his arms around me. With a sigh, I leaned into his embrace. Drinking from my bottle, I reached out and started to play with Daddy's tie while we watched the movie.
Whenever Caden laughed, I could feel his chest vibrate under my fingers and giggled with him. It was perfect. The blanket fort was cozy and comfortable, and I enjoyed Caden’s embrace and the movie. My bottle had gone empty a while ago, but I still suckled on the nipple. My binky would have been even better, but I forgot to bring it. Oh well.
But since I finished my bottle, that meant that my bladder was full now and ready to burst. Starting to wiggle around, I tried to decide what to do about it. Not that I had a choice about it. It was inevitable I would need a dry diaper; the question was, how did I feel about Caden changing them. Turning my head, I peeked at him, only to find him watching me. He was relaxed, confident, and there was so much warmth in his eyes. He made sure that I could use my safeword whenever I needed it. No matter what. Swallowing, I wiggled until I could turn around to look at him.
“Daddy?”
“Yes, Baby?”
Okay, now what? This was new, and I had to tell my Daddy I was wet. Well, maybe I could try it with body language. I looked at him, bit my lip, and started to rub my groin against his. But that only got me raised eyebrows. Maybe wiggling my butt would tell him something. I could almost see a lightbulb go on over his head when he finally understood.
“Are you wet, sweetie? Do you need Daddy to change your diaper?”
Oh, thank God, Daddy was good at charades. Blushing, I nodded, but Daddy just reached around me and put the iPad away. Then he reached out and gently stroke my cheek. “Thank you for telling me, sweetie. Let’s get you changed, and then I’ll make dinner.”
“But what about Judy?”
“We can finish the movie after dinner.”
“Okay.” That meant more cuddling in our blanket fort, and that made me smile. But business first. Caden reminded me as his hand patted my bottom.
“You mentioned a playroom when I arrived. Any chance you have a changing table in there?”
My cheeks probably went from cute pink to tomato red, but I nodded. When I bought the old factory and first seen the upper floor, I had immediately envisioned a cute playroom within the space. Even without a Daddy, I built it, and nobody had ever seen it. Well, apart from Ava and Owen. But if I wanted Caden to be my Daddy, I shouldn’t hide the most critical part of me from him.
“Do you…” I cleared my throat. “Do you want to see it?”
“Yes, Cupcake. I’d love to.”
Chapter 8
Caden
Henry vibrated with nervous energy as he led me through the apartment to a closed door in the back. There were not many doors, and I already figured that Henry only had closed doors, where he needed privacy. The bathrooms, the guest bedroom, his bedroom, and his playroom. I wasn’t an architect by any means, but even I could tell that since the apartment took up the whole top floor, the playroom must be enormous.
It was not what I expected, and I gasped when Henry opened the door. It wasn’t the first playroom I had seen since I had been in Sam’s with its underwater scene. But this…it was an actual nursery. There were garden murals over every wall that made the space look whimsical and fun. There were colorful flowers, butterflies, and little fairies. The toadstools looked like the houses the Smurfs lived in. Complete with the white stems as walls and red roofs with white spots. Looking over the entire scene, from his perch in the mountains, was an adorable light pink dragon with a silly grin. The dragon looked like the jammies Henry had picked out earlier.
The furniture was white, making the room even brighter. White bookshelves were along the wall and filled with books and toys. There was a changing table, a crib, and a small bench under one window. That window must have been where Henry had been watching for me. There were stuffies lined up on almost every surface, and more of them scattered across the room. There was a rocking chair in the corner and a fairy mobile over the changing table. The carpet was light green and looked soft and pillowy. Perfect for playing on the floor.
When I turned to Henry, he was watching me with wide eyes, biting his lip. Reaching out, I freed his lip and smiled. “The room is beautiful.”
“Really?”
“Really. It’s the perfect room for you, Cupcake.” Gently I kissed him, took his hand, and led him over to the changing table. There were shelves underneath, filled with diapers, creams, and powder, and I could see a binky lying on the mat. Henry blushed when I reached for the zipper to undress him. He didn’t stop me. As I eased the zipper down, he shivered. I eased his pajamas off his shoulders and let them fall to his ankles, then bent over to pull them off. After that, he was standing in just his diaper. He would get chilled like this, so I helped him up on the changing table.
Henry was nervous. With a shaking hand, he reached under the table. He grabbed a binky and pushed it between his lips. He started to suck on the binky vigorously but kept watching. His eyes were wide. He wasn’t safewording, but he didn’t trust me either. Soothingly I started to rub his legs.
“Are you warm enough, Little Boy?”
Henry nodded, but his eyes were still wary as if he expected me to run. There must be something I could do to assure him that I wanted this, and I wanted him. Leaning forward, I gently stroked his cheek and kissed his nose.
“Daddy is going to change you now, my sweet, brave Boy.” Again, he nodded but reached out and fidgeted with my tie. I kept murmuring reassuring words to him. “I’m so proud of you for trusting me with this, and I promise you, Daddy will be taking such good care of you.”
“I know,” Henry whispered around the binky.
“Good, then just relax.” He nodded, and I wanted to stand but decided against it. Moving down his body, I kissed each of his scars instead. Of course, I knew about his injuries. It shouldn’t have surprised me with all I discovered today. After I found out where they came from, it took every bit of self-control not to show my feelings. It hurt me so much, knowing that it was his brother that tried to kill him. Taking a deep breath, I shoved those thoughts away and concentrated on my Boy. I kissed his belly button, and Henry giggled. I loved that sound. Grinning, I did it again.
“Daddy.”
As I looked up, I saw a huge smile on his face. That was the look I wanted to see.
“What?”
“You’re making me all tingly.”
“Am I?” Henry went tomato red again and nodded. Ah, so having his diaper changed turned him on. Smiling at him, I took advantage of his relaxed state of mind and peeled back the tapes of his diaper. Yep, it turned him on because his beautiful cock was half-hard. That information got filed away in my mind for another time. For this first diaper change, I wanted him relaxed and enjoying himself, not turning it sexual.
“Well, we can’t have that.” Leaning forward again, I blew a raspberry on his tummy, and Henry erupted into giggles. Doing it again had him wiggling, but his cock went soft. “Let’s get you changed before you get cold, Cupcake.”
Henry was still giggling and smiling, but he nodded and raised his bottom. Slipping the diaper out from under him, I deposited it into a colorful trash bin next to the changing table. All the supplies were in reach, so I grabbed a wipe
and warmed it in my hands. Henry needed a warmer for his wipes so it wouldn’t shock his body. I made a mental note to buy one. Henry was still giggling but was more relaxed now. Also, he’d lost his wariness, which I counted as a success. I tapped his hip, so he’d look at me. “Daddy is going to clean you up now.”
“No more tickling.”
“Why not? It’s so much fun.” Grinning, I bent down and blew another raspberry on his tummy. Henry erupted into more giggles, and I had to hold him still to prevent him from falling off the table. Taking the warmed wipe, I started to clean him thoroughly. Carefully and clinically, I avoided spending too much time in one area. Also, I was careful not to touch his cock more than necessary. To distract him from my cleaning, I asked, “What do you want to do while I make dinner? Draw me a picture? Play?”
“Picture,” he signed enthusiastically.
The cleaning continued over his balls and down to his little hole. Skin breakdown was a concern since he wore diapers all the time, so I made sure he was completely clean. The lotion came next, and I put a generous amount in my hands and rubbed my hands together to warm it. My hands smoothed it over his hips, groin, and his bottom.
“A picture would be great. I can put it on my fridge at home or take it to the office with me.”
“You would do that?” His eyes got big.
“My Cupcake made it for me, so of course, I would proudly display it.” Henry beamed at me. After I applied his lotion, he relaxed and spread his legs, and I powdered his cock, balls, and taint. Finally, he let go and seemed to trust me because his hands flew through to the air while I grabbed a new diaper.
“I’m going to color the best picture ever for you. I have a coloring book with garden scenes because I love gardens. They are the best.”