He sends me a sassy glare, but does as I ask. He knows not to fight me when it comes to his health. He's definitely taken that conversation we had about him throwing tantrums and getting punishments to heart. It hasn't been anything big so far. Pushing back on movie choices, not wanting to clean up his toys, disagreeing with dinner options. He almost pushed it to the big punishment when he locked his bedroom door while in his Little headspace and wouldn't come out for close to an hour. I made him sit at the table and write 'I won't lock the door again' sixty times— once for every minute he was in there— and explain to me why that could be dangerous. He had tears in his eyes by the end of that conversation and I didn't feel right turning it sexual. Instead, we cuddled on the couch and watched a movie until he fell asleep.
Austin and Remington show up five minutes early. I laugh, but Tyler rolls his eyes when I look at him. He's sitting on the floor,busy playing with his train set and action figures, so I let them inside.
"Come on in." I step aside and let them through. The hallway isn't that narrow so we can all fit easily. Remington has a diaper bag and duffel bag in hand. He gave me that trick for the diaper bag as well. Apparently it's his go-to trick for all new Daddies and Mommies. "You guys can change in the bedroom here. Tyler doesn't have a use for a changing table, but feel free to use the bed if needed. Bathroom is across the hall and Tyler is already playing in the living room. We have snacks out now and pizza will be here in about ten more minutes."
"Sounds great," Remington says. "Aussie, baby, do you want to potty before we get you dressed?"
"Um, am I okay to use my diaper here?" Austin looks from his Daddy to me.
"That's perfectly fine, Aussie. You can do whatever is most comfortable for you here."
"I'll wait then," he says, looking back at Remington. I nod and leave them to it. Tyler is grabbing some pretzels when I come back into the living room. "That's all you're getting, right?"
"Until the pizza comes," he says with a wide smile. I walk over to him and give him a soft kiss.
"That's my good boy." I let my hand drop to his ass and squeeze one cheek. His eyes go wide, but I drop my hand. "Go play. Aussie will be out in just a minute."
Aussie has an armful of toys and stuffies when they emerge, all his own because I recognize the two koalas. There's also a panda, bear, and elephant. And a few dolls and a dragon. He brought all of his favorites.
"I tried to limit him, but gave up." Remington sits on the couch opposite me. He changed clothes too, wearing something much more casual than his work pants and button up. He runs a hand through his beard.
"It's all good," I say with a smile. "There are plenty of snacks as well. Ty made the whole spread himself, so please eat up."
"Oh Daddy, can I have some?"
"Are you okay with them eating on the rug?"
I wave a hand in the air. "It's fine. They can do whatever they usually do at playdates here. Except running around. We do have close neighbors."
"Do you hear that, Aussie? No running tonight, okay?" Remington is already up and picking through the options, adding them to a small plate for Aussie.
"Got it, Daddy." The doorbell rings then and I get back up to greet the next incomer.
It's Luke and Rachel, along with Garrett and Orion right behind them. I welcome them all in. Luke and Rachel take the bathroom to change. Soon enough, the living room is filled with chatter and laughter. The pizza shows up and we clear a spot on the counter. The Boys are sitting on the floor in a circle while the rest of us are either on the couch or standing around the kitchen. Vaughn and Quinton weren't able to join tonight, but we already have a plan to meet at the club next weekend. It'll be my first time going to Club Thrive, but I'm excited. I love the evenings when we can get together like this. I've told my work bestie, Veronica, and trusted fellow kinkster about my latest relationship. I haven't revealed Tyler's name, but she's always asking for updates on my Boy. This will be a successful update for her next week.
The Boys continue to play, moving from the living room to Ty's room and back. At one point, Aussie and Remi disappear into the bedroom. Orion crawls into his Daddy's lap to take a bottle of milk after filling up on pizza. Garrett had texted me asking if he should bring his own milk. I made sure we had some on our last grocery haul yesterday. I love that these guys make sureeverything behind the scenes is set for what their Littles need. I hope that that's how Tyler sees me with things too.
"Daddy?" Tyler asks, pulling me out of my thoughts. He holds up a gummy circle and I close my eyes and shake my head. "Can you—"
"Baby, that is more of a Daddy trick. Not for Boys to show their friends. How about you just eat that one, okay?"
Tyler shrugs and pops it into his mouth and goes back to playing. I thought they were playing with their toys, but now I feel like I should probably pay closer attention to their conversation. I turn back and see three confused faces looking back at me. I'm not about to demonstrate it again. "He tried to wear the gummy as a ring, but it almost broke. So I showed him how to stretch it out to not break it and… Yeah."
I watch Rachel pick up one of the remaining gummies and study it. The other two just nod like they get what I was saying. She sticks it on her finger and rolls it down before a lightbulb moment happens and she looks up at all three of us. I find it hilarious and by the laughter, so do Remington and Garrett.
"Oh. Oh!" She takes the gummy off her finger and eats it. "I see why you two didn't question that. That's not something I'm too familiar with, to be honest."
It's getting close to time for Tyler to take his medicine. I don't mind however long everyone stays here. It's only seven in the evening and neither Tyler nor I have work tomorrow. I go to the bathroom and get his medicine. Even in his Little space, he knows when I hand it to him he has to take it. It's cute too because he gets to put a sticker on the calendar. We have it hung up in his room. He stands up and gets everyone to go with him. I'm confused for a moment before I realize it's the last day of the month. He has a sparkly star on every single square.
"I get a new toy!" He calls out excitedly after his friends help him pick out the final sticker. "Daddy, can we go shopping tomorrow? Please? Please?"
"We're heading to the Littles shop tomorrow if you want to join us," Garrett says. His eyes cut to Orion, but there's nothing but love in them. "Someone keeps going through his paints too fast."
"Oopsie!" Orion says. He doesn't sound the least bit sincere either. He shrugs. "It's too much fun painting outside, Daddy."
"Yeah, oopsie when you dump a whole blue bottle of paint on yourself and then somehow lose your clothes and just roll around on the canvas."
"Is that the new painting on the wall in the playroom?" Remi asks.
