Daily Free-Write March 9, 2020 (Patreon)

Continued from February 18, 2021 “Diaper Training My Boyfriend pt. 4”

I wasn’t leaving his work until he gave me a kiss. I tapped my cheek and batted my eyelashes, as I stood by the entrance.

“Ffffine,” he said, rolling his eyes. He gave me a quick peck on the cheek and I smiled triumphantly. All of his co-workers were watching the show like it was the Saturday Matinee. If there had been popcorn, they’d have been eating it.

“Be a good boy at work, Tommy,” I said smacking his bum before he was out of reach. “I’ll be back to pick you up when you get off.” He waddled away as fast as his legs could carry him, blushing all the way to the back of his ears. Satisfied, I strode out the door, jumped in my favorite car and drove off.

When I got home, I rubbed a few out, shooting into the toilet that I would keep locked at all times when he was at home.

“Ffffuck yesss…” I said, as I sprayed my fourth load into the toilet. I knew I should be saving it up for Tommy, but I was going to go easy on him tonight. After all, he’d already made so much progress, and his butt would probably need the rest after the pounding I gave it the night before.

I took my time laying out his next change on the bed, and his change of clothes. No more big boy clothes at home, is what I was going for, and a few old nostalgic graphic tees would do for now until I could get him some more age-appropriate clothing. I could just imagine him waddling around in just his diapers and a T-shirt, one of his friends randomly checking him and announcing that his Daddy had better come over and give him a change. Laying him out on the carpet right there in front of everyone and taking care of his stinky butt. Yeah. That was good. I quickly hurried back into the bathroom to bust another one out into the toilet.

“This boy is going to be the death of me,” I thought to myself, as I tucked my tender penis back into my pants. I was getting sore down there from all that action.

I sat down on the couch and turned on the TV. May 5th. The date flashed onto the screen as it came on to the daily news. May 5th. Hmm. Why did that ring a bell. Something had been nagging at my mind all day and it wasn’t just how hot my boyfriend was in a thick diaper. Yes. I had managed to keep my mind off of my boy for almost five minutes before it came back to him – a new record! I thought back to the first day we met at the coffee shop. I parked in the same spot as I did today. Came in. I hadn’t known him then, nobody had really given me a second look, except him. When he looked at me to take my order, I saw the prettiest boy I had ever seen, and I new I wanted him. Suddenly I felt a whole new attitude come over me, and one word came to mind. “Mine.”

I remember his bright blue eyes meeting mine and then slowly looking down, the tinge of pink that rose to his cheeks. I loved to see it.

“What’s your name?” he asked, as he held his pen over the cup.

I gave him my name and told him to add his number as well. I got my cup, disappointed to tind that there was no number on it. I walked out, thinking I had read him completely wrong. That was, until I finished my cup and found his number scribbled on the bottom. Clever boy.

I texted him throughout the rest of his shift. I don’t know how he managed to get away with it but he answered every time within less than a minute. I learned is name was Tommy. He liked board games, and comic books, and had a goofy sense of humor, once he got past being shy. As absurdly forward as it seemed, I knew I had to push my luck with this one. I just had to know if what I sensed when I first saw him was true… and I had complete confidence that it would be.

“Here’s what’s going to happen,” I said, via text. “You’re going to leave a little early. You’re not feeling well. You’re going to come out of the shop, around the corner and hop into my car. No questions asked. Do it, and I promise you it will be the best decision you ever made.

He came, and I took him to the winery, where we watched the sun set together. We both found something we needed that day. It was a good day. I would never forget that day. Then it hit me.

“Shit!”

I leapt up from the sofa. It was our anniversary!

I paced the room, wondering what I could do. I was wracking my brain and wracking my brain. A new rule? No, that was too cheap. Some of the baby clothes I had been eyeing online? No, they’d never get here in time. Reservations at Roy’s? I’d never get them this on such short notice. Then, I had a lightbulb moment. The Winery! It was the perfect place. It would be just like the day we met. And there was something more. I had already recruited Cassie, and Nia was definitely open minded. Could I go for a hat trick? I thought about it for about half a second before I grabbed my phone and dialed out.

“Mel? Hey, It’s me. Yeah, you can tell Carter to break out the good stuff. I’m going to bring the boyfriend over… yeah!... Today… before sunset.  Uh huh. That’s right, it’s our anniversary. I want it to be special. Okay. Great, I knew I could count on you!... You’re the best… oh… hah… you’re a peach doll-face. Okay, see you! Haha, very funny. Yes, fine. You just saved my ass. If today goes well I’d say you two have earned it. Now go on, I’ve got a boyfriend to kidnap.”

I hung up and smiled. I opened my messages and started a text to Tommy.