I shook my head slowly as I fisted his shirt in my hands. “I s- scared you won’t w- want me anymore after you s- see it… no one d-does. I’m useless and messy.”
“Boy, I know you’re scared, but I don’t like to hear you speak about yourself like that.” He peeled me off his chest and held my chin between his fingers. “Tristan, I have loved every second of our time together and cannot wait to learn more about you. I admire your passion for your craft and the joy in your eyes as you played with the blocks at my table. Baby, you took my breath away.”
More tears trickled down my face, but this time they were happy tears. I couldn’t believe this gorgeous man was saying such sweet, wonderful words to me, and he wasn’t done. “Now, I have the most handsome and beautiful boy sitting in my lap in his adorable undies.” He tightened his grip on my chin, pulled me closer, and pressed a soft kiss to my forehead. “Baby, I feel so fortunate that you’ve even given me a chance, and I can’t think of a damn thing that would make me not want you anymore.”
My heart hammered in my chest as his words healed a part of me. I was sitting in his lap, in nothing but my undies, crying my eyes out, and he thought I was beautiful. My heart ached to trust him and let him heal the hurt others had caused. I triedto find my words, but my brain was buzzing, trying to process everything that happened.
“T- thank y-you… I want- I have a-… my-” He rubbed my chin with his thumb as his soft lips placed another kiss on my forehead. “Shh, sweetheart, it’s okay. That was very overwhelming, wasn’t it?’ I melted against his hand and nodded.
“Do you want me to go into the hall so you can change?” Surprisingly, the thought of him leaving even for a second made my body tense in panic. I shook my head wildly.
“Do you want to show Daddy now, or is it still too scary? I promise that whatever it is, I will never make fun of you or judge you.”
“I’m still really anxious, but I’m tired of being scared, and I- I really like you. For this to work, we need to trust each other, and you’ve been so kind and sweet to me.” I took a deep breath to steady myself. “I want this to work so badly… so I’m going to be brave and trust you.”
His smile was blinding as he ruffled my hair. “That’s right, sweetheart. You’re so smart… I’m so very proud of you. My brave boy. Do you want Daddy to change your undies?”
The panic wasn’t completely gone, and might never be, but I knew I wanted to move forward and place my trust in this wonderfully sweet man.
“Please, Daddy. I trust you.”
9
Daniel
Daddy… he called me Daddy. A tidal wave of emotions slammed through me so hard I felt like I would be washed away. I wrapped my arms around his small frame, pulling him into me. Burying my face into the crook of his neck, I greedily inhaled his scent.
“My sweet boy, I’m so proud of you. Thank you so much for giving me this chance. I promise not to betray your trust andtake care of you for as long as you’re willing to let me. Now come on, let’s get my boy changed.”
Tristan nodded his head against mine. I helped him stand and placed him between my spread thighs. Touching his chest, I began softly caressing his skin. He wasn’t as anxious as before, but I could still see tension in the way he held his body. I kept my touch comforting and light as I explored the expanse of his chest and stomach, letting him get used to my skin against his. He began to melt against my hand, pushing against me, the last of his tension melting away. I trailed my hands lower and slipped my fingers into the waistband of his briefs.
“So beautiful. Are you ready, sweetheart?”
“Yes, I ready, Daddy.” His voice was so soft and breathy-sounding, almost like a whimper. I think my boy liked my touches, but it didn’t look like he was hard, so maybe I was misreading the situation. But that didn’t matter; all that mattered right now was getting my boy ready for bed and making him feel comfortable.
My breath caught in my lungs as I slowly pulled his undies down. My mouth watered as I watched a string of precome drip from his leaking head onto the inner lining of the cotton. His beautiful cock was hard as nails, barely jutting out from his body as the head continued to leak onto his undies. He couldn’t have been more than two inches. Two glorious inches that I craved to wrap my lips around and fuck… so much pre-come. Suddenly, I felt like I was in the desert and hadn’t had a drop of liquid in days, and the only thing that could quench my thirst was his gorgeous, leaking cock.
“Baby… Fuck. This is the prettiest little penis I’ve ever seen.” Itook my finger and held it under his weeping tip, catching some of the stream flowing from him. “You’re so fucking wet, baby. It’s driving me crazy.” I brought my finger up to my mouth and licked it clean. I couldn’t hold back the deep groan that escaped me as his flavor burst over my tongue. Tristan’s eyes widened to the size of saucers as he watched me suck my finger clean.
Pulling my finger from my mouth, I groaned, already missing his flavor on my tongue. This boy was going to be the death of me. I’d only just had my first taste of him, and I knew it was a taste I’d never get enough of.
“Damn baby boy, you taste delicious.” He squirmed under my heated gaze as he let out a soft whimper. Tristan, standing there with his gorgeous little dick leaking in his undies as he whimpered and wiggled, had my cock so hard I thought it was going to rip open my zipper.
“Shit, sweetheart, you look so yummy, I just want to gobble you up. Is this what you were so worried about?”
“Yes. I’ve been bullied for it a lot. Some friends in high school found out and teased me for years. I thought that would be the end, but the few guys I dated also made fun of me.” He sniffled as tears started to stream down his freckled cheeks.
“They said- They said I wasn’t a real man and that no wonder I’m a bottom because my dick was useless. They also hated how much I leaked and said it was too messy and gross, and made me feel like I was disgusting. It starts leaking anytime I get hard or have sex, that’s why I always wear thick undies and use BunBun, cause the material soaks it all up. My doctor recommended diapers, but I wanted to save that for my Daddy.”
A possessive anger I had never felt before bubbled up inside me. This sweet boy and his precious dick deserved to be worshipped, not made to feel useless and disgusting. I yearned to give him the acceptance and pleasure he deserved. Taking a deep breath, I looked into his gorgeous green eyes, letting their warmth soothe the anger brewing inside me. My sweet boy didn’t need anger; he needed softness and acceptance, and I was more than willing to provide.
“I’m so sorry, sweetheart. They were horrible, nasty people, and they didn’t deserve you. There is nothing useless or disgusting about you or your gorgeous little cock. When you’re ready, I would be honored to diaper you… wait. What’s a Bun Bun?”
Tristan’s face went bright red as he shifted side to side. “Umm, He’s- Bun Bun is…” He stammered for a bit longer, his words finally tailing off as he looked at me with pleading eyes.
“It’s okay, sweetheart, whatever it is, I won’t judge you. Would it be easier to show me?”
He nodded furiously, backing away to grab whatever a Bun Bun was. My hand shot out to grab his waist as his underwear got caught around his ankles. “Hang on, boy, I’ve got you.” I reached down and removed them, giving him a soft pat on his outer thigh. “There you go, sweetheart.”
