by Laurie Lochs
Chapter 30
Ash
I woke up in the middle of the night tangled in Trevor's soft pajama-clad body. My grin widened. I couldn't believe how lucky I was to have such a beautiful boy in my life. And to think he was talented with his lips? He'd blown me before, but… Holy shit. That was easily the best blow job I'd ever received. Maybe I was still frustrated with my stepbrother and Trevor’s lips had relieved me of pent-up rage. Whatever the reason, a pair of lips around my cock had never felt so good. The boy was special in every way. I’d made the right decision welcoming this boy into my home.
I threaded my fingers through the boy’s silky hair and stared out the window. Pale moonlight flooded the back garden and lit up the small porcelain founded I had by the vegetables. I tried to think how goddamn lucky I was. I knew it wasn't a boy’s job to make his Daddy feel better, it was the Daddy who was supposed to be a rock for the boy. A good Daddy should always comfort his boy and, when necessary, protect him from harm. But Trevor had done something for me that was so kind. No little had done before. He’d taken initiative to help me overcome an awful moment. He was making good on the gifts I’d given him with a smile on his face. None of the littles I'd had before did such a thing. Trevor was special. He was perfect.
"And he's mine," I whispered, stroking his soft skin. I pulled him closer to my body and brought him in for a bear hug. He giggled in his sleep, running his tiny hand over my skin. I could only imagine what he was thinking of.
But as great as our night had been, I couldn't help wonder how he felt about his performance. I had no doubt that Trevor was going to kick ass. But I knew he was nervous as hell to get up there in front of everyone and put on a diaper. My stepbrother had cast doubt in his mind.
You have to keep doing what you’re doing. Be a rock for him like he’s been for you. Like you want to do for the rest of your life.
I snuggled closer to Trevor and kissed his cheek. It hit me that there was one thing I could show him to alleviate his worry. But I had to wait until morning.
"Boy."
Trevor's beautiful eyes snapped open in the morning sunlight. He looked stunning, like I'd woken him from a dream. But we were still here, and he was still in my arms. I didn't need a dream to know this was the best morning I'd ever woken up to in my life.
"What is it, Daddy?"
"I have three things for you before we go into Asteria this afternoon. First, I'm bringing you to the bathroom so we can get washed up for the day. Second, we’re going to have breakfast. Third, I have a surprise."
Trevor’s eyes fluttered and he burst into a grin. "I can't take any more surprises, Daddy. It's just one on top of the other. I've never had so many surprises in my life."
"Get used to it, baby boy. Your Daddy wants to give you the world."
Trevor moaned softly and burrowed into my chest. His pointed nose fit so snug against my body. Our bodies were wrapped around each other like sloths on a tree branch who couldn't be bothered to get up. But Daddy had tasks to do. He needed to wash his baby sloth to help him clean up from last night.
I hoisted Trevor over my shoulder and led him to the bathroom. When we arrived I flicked on the hot shower and pulled Trevor inside. "My boy," I whispered, pressing him up against the tile. My stomach heaved into his small chest, and he ran his hands over it, exploring every inch.
“Am I in heaven, Daddy?” Trevor stared into my eyes. He ran his fingers over my chest hair and tweaked my nipples. A bit of pain seared through my bod and I brought my mouth to his and kissed him. Trevor responded to the kiss but then he sneakily turned around to face the wall and rubbed his tight ass against my soft cock. My body jolted to attention.
"No, boy. Today we’re getting ready for your big show."
Trevor fake sighed and turned back around. He wrapped his arms all the way around my body. But by now, my cock was so hard that it was throbbing into his hairless frame.
"It's okay, Daddy. You don't want anything to do with my ass hole. I understand."
I burst out laughing and shampooed our hair. Trevor looked so cute, pressed snug against my chest with the shampoo causing his hair to stick up in every direction. I grabbed a loofah and washed his body like we were to monkeys in the jungle relying on each other to survive. At last, I dropped to my knee and brought the loofah to his tight hole. I spread his baby soft cheeks and scrubbed.
"Say it again, boy. Say I don't want your tight, beautiful hole."
Trevor moaned and throbbed. "You don't, Daddy. If you did, you would —"
“What would Daddy do?" I asked with a grin, letting the loofah fall to the floor. I brought my finger to his hole and inserted it. Trevor's body bucked beneath me, and his cock throbbed between his legs. He moaned and trembled. I grinned and planted a kiss on his lower back, but he didn't feel it because of the hot water falling on both of us.
"If Daddy really wanted to show attention to his boy’s hole, he would…" Trevor quivered as I stuck my finger deeper. "He would put in something besides his hand."
I grinned and spread his cheeks. There was a tiny bit of hair dusting the inside, but the rest was pink and smooth. Thinking quickly, I raised my right hand and, after cradling his balls, brought it with a smack on his right cheek. This time, Trevor cried out and bucked beneath me. His ass shot backwards and nearly pushed me out of the shower. But I quickly regained control of my boy, and brought my hand hard on his cheek again.
"That's for testing me, boy. Do it again and see where you end up."
Trevor burst into a grin and rubbed his tight ass against my cock. "Don't hurt me, Daddy. Well… Don't hurt me too much."
I grinned. My boy was a handful. But I wasn't about to give him a harsh punishment before I gave him the surprise. He was my sweet baby and I wanted to fill his day with sunshine. If he did continued to test me, however, I’d give him a hell of a lot more to squirm about than a few paltry slaps on the ass.
We finished showering. I dressed Trevor in a beautiful rocketship T-shirt that made his eyes sparkle. I brushed his hair and then blow-dried it, giving it the "flowing look" that so many pop singers had. But when we were done, Trevor turned to me with the most confused expression on his face.
"Daddy," he whispered, pointing to his naked groin. "I think you're missing something."
I glanced at his bare cock. It was soft, and the little tuft of foreskin cradled the pink tip like a poodle's part. I reached out and cupped his balls and soft cock in my hand, caressing the malleable shaft with my with my index and thumb. I snuck a finger down his taint, and brought the fresh scent of boy flesh to my nose. I inhaled and moaned. Trevor giggled and whispered, “Does it smell good, Daddy?”
I cupped his cheek with my palm. “Like roses, sweet boy.”
Without warning Trevor rushed towards me and licked my nose. "Daddy's being silly," he whispered, “he’s smelling baby but he forgot to put on Trevor's diaper."
I grasped the boy’s bony hip in my palm. It was so snug, everything about him was so soft and snug. "Daddy didn't forget, boy. You'd be wise to remember that Daddy has your best interests in mind."
Trevor's eyes shot open. His cock filled with blood. But I ignored it and led him out of the bathroom and into the kitchen.
"Before Daddy shows you what he's talking about, he's going to give you your first ever big boy breakfast at home. It's not blueberry pancakes but it's still going to fill sweet boy’s tummy."
Trevor's eyes fluttered as he spun around. "What is it, Daddy?"
It didn't escape me that this was his first official breakfast as a full-time little. I grinned and strapped my boy into his highchair. He squirmed in his seat, so I quickly brought him a bottle of warm cinnamon milk to calm him. He flitted his tongue over the nipple, and closed his eyes as he welcomed the warm liquid into his little body. He sighed as he sucked the bottle, drawing the milk from the nipple. I ran a finger across his cheek and rested it on his eyelids. Then I kissed his forehead. The boy was so soft and downy. He was a small
angel who’d found his way into my home.
When I finished giving him the first part of his breakfast, I spun around and plugged in the waffle iron to give him a delicious treat.
“I’m sorry you don’t have blueberry waffles, baby boy. I’m making raspberry instead.”
“R-Raspberry?” Trevor sputtered.
“Yes boy. They’ll warm and fill you up.”
Trevor moaned and kicked his highchair. “I want them now, Daddy. I’m starving.”
“Wait, boy.” I poured the mixture into the iron and closed the lid. “If you keep this up you’ll get nothing.”
“No!” Trevor cried. He buried himself in his arms.
“Boy, stop whining. You’re making Daddy’s ears hurt. He has tinnitus.”
“I’m sorry, Daddy.” Trevor sniffled and smiled. All at once, his mini-tantrum disappeared and he was the cute boy I’d grown to love.
I chuckled to myself and continued making the raspberry waffles. I placed the small red fruit in a heart in the center of the iron. This would be perfect for my boy.
At last, the raspberry waffles were ready. I put one on a plate and pulled up a chair next to Trevor. His eyes shot open when he saw the design.
“O-Oh, Daddy,” he cried, “it’s a heart!”
“Yes, sweet boy. Daddy’s giving you his heart.”
Trevor moaned and smiled at me. He fixed his gaze on mine and didn’t look away. “I love it, Daddy. It’s perfect.”
I licked my lips. "Open wide, baby. Here comes the airplane."
Trevor's eyes shot open and so did his mouth. With a grin, I cut off a corner of the raspberry waffle and circled it to the landing strip of his mouth. He wrapped his tight, beautiful lips around the fork, and slowly chewed the waffle until it was soft enough to swallow. When he finished, he stared at me with the look of utmost trust.
“Is it yummy?”
“So yummy, Da-da.” Trevor giggled and ran his tongue over his lip. “I love it with all my heart.”
“Oh, baby boy,” I murmured, stroking his soft skin. “Daddy’s so happy you like his special treat. You’re Daddy’s little boy.”
“I’m Daddy’s boy.” Trevor grinned and thrust his arms around my neck. I peppered his cheek with kisses.
After breakfast, I brought him to my bedroom and sat him on the bed. "Are you giving me my second gift, Daddy?”
I smirked. "Don't be greedy, boy. Wait until I pull it out for you."
Trevor nodded and stared at his toes. I snuck a glance at his beautiful, half-naked body. His cock was still soft. I wanted to rub it across my face. His hairless thighs were like plush pillows, almost like the soft raspberries I put in the waffles. I wanted to spread his hole and give him the attention he'd been craving in the shower. But I knew I had to make good on my promise first.
I pulled the package out of the closet and brought it to Trevor. His eyes immediately lit up.
"Open it, boy."
Trevor gasped. "Really?"
Something flickered across my gut. "When I tell you to open your gift, I expect you to listen. I've had enough of these questions boy. Do what I say.”
Trevor quickly nodded and took the package in his hands. He dug into the package. His jaw dropped when he saw what was inside.
I took my baby boy into my arms as he pulled out the fresh diaper. It was white with felt-like teddies on the sides.
It's for your big night. It’s special just for you. This is what Daddy wants you to perform it. He knows it will look beautiful on your soft body.
Trevor blinked his eyes. Tears were starting to form. I brought my lips to them and planted an angel kiss on both of them. "It's a special gift for a special boy."
Trevor paused. For a second, I was sure he was going to tell me he hated the underwear. If he said that, I’d really have to punish him or get him another pair. But then he turned to me with the look of utmost respect in his eyes and my heart melted, it pooled over the floor like hot chocolate and seeped into the cracks in the hardwood.
Then he said something that turned me the fuck on.
"Can Daddy help me try them on?"
Chapter 31
Trevor
My eyes glistened as I waited for Daddy's response. I had no idea what he’d say. Did he want to help? Or did he know what this could turn into if he did? I remembered he’d resisted my attempts to seduce him this morning. Was he still being a prude? Or did he want to see his little boy change into his diaper?
I was about to blurt out, "Forget it!" when suddenly Ash brought his hand to my shoulder and smiled. "I'm so proud of you for asking. I’d love to help you change into your special outfit. But this is only to see if they fit, we’re not going to fasten them fully. Because these are the pair I want you wearing for your big show.”
My heart melted. "Thank you, thank you, thank you, Daddy!"
Ash threw himself over me and kissed me. He slammed his hot mouth against mine and stroked my hair. He cupped my waist with his palm and squeezed. A chill shot through me, and suddenly I noticed that my cock had thickened and was jutting into Ash's stomach. I glanced down and then glanced right back into Ash's eyes.
“Oh Daddy… It’s hard.” I gulped air. “Talking about my special underwear made me too excited.”
Ash moaned, and so I thrust harder into his burly body, trying to turn him on. It didn't feel like I was about to come, but my cock was still tingly and I wanted my Daddy to know that I appreciated his gift.
"Let's go to the bathroom, sweet boy. I’ll help you try it on." He scooped me into his arms and carried me to the bathroom. When we arrived, my cock had grown soft yet again. I felt it between my legs, awaiting the next flick of flame.
Ash stood me up by the sink and smoothed out my shirt. I couldn't help but grin as he smoothed the wrinkles. Then, he produced the “special underwear” and brought them to my waist.
"I'm not going to put them all the way on, sweet boy. This is a special pair for you to wear in your performance. After the performance, you can do what you like with them. Until then, you need to keep them clean."
"Yes, Daddy."
"Lift your leg, boy."
I did as told and Ash threaded the diaper around my leg. My body twitched as the cool diaper came in contact with my skin. My cock quivered in between my legs. My Daddy worked the diaper up my thigh, brushing my skin with his firm hand. The thick, black hair on his hand brushed my bare skin and caused something to awaken within me. My cock was quivering between my legs.
"Daddy," I whispered, "I'm so sorry. I don't want —"
"Shh," Ash whispered, stroking my thigh. "It's okay, sweet boy. This sometimes happens to boys during diaper checks. It’s natural.”
I quivered and bit my lip. When I glanced down again, my cock was standing at full mast. Ash brought the diaper up my thighs until the fabric was nudging my balls. My cock throbbed and accidentally bashed into Ash's forehead. But he paid no attention to it, simply brushing it out of the way so he could fasten the diaper on me. I tried to think of things that were incredibly unsexy, like being strapped to the dildo wall in the Dungeon. But this only turn me on all the more, and I couldn't stop my cock from quivering. Before I knew it, a bead of pre-come pooled at the tip and it accidentally brushed across Daddy's cheeks.
"Fuck," I whispered, scrunching my eyes tight. My cock was throbbing and was going to explode.
This is the beautiful diaper you’ll wear when you sing. Everyone will stare at you in this diaper.
Ash could tell I was getting too excited. My cock was staring to spurt. I thought he was going to yell at me but instead of chastising me, Ash took the diaper from my waist and placed it back in the bag where it came from. With the diaper gone, it felt like my cock could finally breathe. I glanced down and saw that a long string of pre-come was slowly trailing out of the tip and getting over the floor.
"I'm so sorry."
Ash said nothing. His face was solemn. I was positive he was furious with me. I'd fucked up his pl
ans and he hated me for it.
"Oh, baby boy," he whispered, gripping my hips and pulling them towards him. I let out a moan as he yanked me towards him. "You're so hard, sweet one. What did Daddy do to deserve this?"
I sniffled. "What do you mean?" I buried myself in my hands. “Aren’t you mad?”
"You're giving Daddy quite the surprise this morning."
I shook my head as if to say, Please, Daddy. It's not my fault. Please don't punish me or withhold affection. If it were up to me, I'd let you put the diaper on and I'd be soft as a rock.
Except suddenly it hit me that Ash might not mind I was hard. Though he'd shot me down in the shower, it seemed like things had shifted in the interim. My suspicions were confirmed a second later when suddenly, he wrapped his hot, wet lips around my cock and sucked it. I cried out and moaned. My Daddy had wrapped his lips around me and was taking me in his mouth.
"Surprise for baby," he whispered, pulling my cock from his mouth. I stared at him with wide eyes and try to force myself back between his lips. My entire body danced with flame and I couldn't speak.
Ash licked the underbelly of my cock, and it shuddered across his lips. He swallowed it until he reached the base. He took it violently, swallowing the length and forcing it to the back of his throat. He gargled on it. I moaned and yanked his hair, unable to stop myself. With his left hand, he cupped my balls and massaged them. He tugged them, hard. My body bucked forward, ignited by sudden pain.
"What are you doing?" I gasped, finally finding the words to speak. My balls should be throbbing with pain. And yet it felt so good.
“Teasing, baby," Ash whispered, taking the length down his throat yet again. He grabbed my balls and tugged them, harder. I let out a scream and tried to fuck his throat frantically, trying to empty myself in his mouth because of the wonderful pain. It was like somebody had attached a weight to my balls and dragging them to the floor. He did it one more time, and I screamed into the bathroom, calling his name. Without warning, a wave of red-hot passion overwhelmed me, and I hunched over Daddy's head, gripping his lower back. He grabbed my thighs and pulled me into the air, never taking my cock from his mouth. He balanced me on top of his face, all 6 inches of my meat still lodged deep within his throat. But before I came, he suddenly bent me over the side of the tub, where he immediately spread my cheeks and planted a hot, gruff kiss in between my cheeks.