Page 53 of A Daddy for Maddy

The first time I diapered Maddy, he and I both got so hard I sucked him dry right on the changing table in the playroom, then jerked off into his diaper. It was twisted and wonderful. Maddy laughed and wanted to do it again right away.

The next day, I formally introduced him to the playroom. He ran around touching everything, chattering about how he loved this toy or that, then finding another one he loved even more. He wanted popcorn from the popcorn machine. He wanted cotton candy from the cotton candy machine.

I stood in the middle of the room with my arms crossed.

He stopped running when he saw my stance. “What?” he asked.

“Before you get free rein in here, you must be officially and properly introduced to the room.”

He grinned and walked toward me. “Yes, Daddy. Show me how.”

He had already seen the gleam in my eye.

“Clothes off. Now.”

Maddy didn’t hesitate one second. Everything was in a neat pile. He now stood in front of me in only his diaper.

“Come here to me.”

He walked forward until he faced me, an inch away.

“Up.” It was all I had to say before he was in my arms, his legs wrapped around me, his arms crossed behind my neck.

I carried him to the rocking horse. “This is my pride and joy. And it’s been waiting all this time for the right boy.”

Maddy turned his head so he could see. “It’s a very elegant horsey, Daddy.”

“Take a closer look.” I leaned in toward the saddle and watched Maddy’s eyes widen.

“Daddy, it has a unicorn horn. Like Kornie, only on its back.”

He had the best sense of humor of any boy I’d ever known.

“What else does it look like?”

He hemmed and hawed. Finally, he said, “A pee-pee.”

“That’s exactly correct, sweet boy. The rocking horse is for riding. And so is the pee-pee. It’s part of the saddle. Do you understand now?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Do you want to play?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Slide down, then. Let’s get that diaper off.”

Maddy obeyed, letting go of me, hands behind his back. I pulled the Velcro loose until his diaper fell away revealing his naked body and hard cock.

That was always a good sign. He wasn’t just saying he wanted to play to please me. He wanted it, too.

“Okay, now up we go again. Onto the horsey.” I lifted him up and he spread his legs and let himself sit in front of the dildo, his curvy ass nearly touching it.

“Daddy, I can’t.”

“Of course you can,” I said. I brought over a single step stepstool and got on it so I was closer to him.

“But I’m plugged.”

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