Page 10 of My Young Alpha Daddy

DiaperBoy42:It could get complicated?

AceDaddy28:It already has. But screw it. We both want this.

‘We’re here kid!’ the cab driver yells at the top of this voice, clearly impatient to get onto his next fare. ‘Eyes off that screen and move that little butt of yours!’

I can’t believe what’s happening.

I’m in a total daze.

I pay the cab driver and step out onto the sidewalk. Did I just arrange to go on a date with Rafa?

Rafa is the Daddy of my dreams, I think.

Just wait until my friends hear all about this…

The Fluffy Diaper is my favorite place in the city. Open from morning until late, it’s a specialist Littles and Daddies club where everyone who is part of that life can come and simply be themselves.

With fresh, pastel-colored walls and a variety of rooms to cater for all needs a Little could possibly have, The Fluffy Diaper is worth every penny of the membership.

Even better, the owners of The Fluffy Diaper are a group of rich Daddies who have made the membership as cheap as possible so that all Littles can come and have fun, no matter if they’re rich or have less money.

My favorite room is the feeding and nap room, and that’s where I’m headed right now – but first I need to change into my diaper and romper.

‘Hey guys!’ I say, already feeling like I’m regressing as I toddle into the room in my avocado-patterned romper with my dry and extra-puffy diaper on underneath.

‘Hi Aaron!’ both Toby and Nick say at the same time, the pair of them lying on the floor patiently waiting to be delivered their milk bottles.

Toby and Nick are a similar age to me and the three of us make quite the team.

Toby’s a private equity investor with salt and pepper hair and a quick wit who’s never afraid of showing off his chubby body and strong arms.

Nick’s a TV producer who works hard and has the squishiest butt in all of New York City.

How the hell are all three of us still single? It beats me.

But maybe my time as a single Little is coming to an end, and I can’t wait to spill the tea – or should that be milk?

With the sound ofLittle Bo Peep Has Lost Her Sheepplaying over the speaker system, I lie on the soft, thick rug next to Toby and Nick and smile…

‘I think… I might have met my Daddy,’ I say, unable to contain my excitement for a single second longer.

‘Whaaaaaaaaa?’ Toby says, his eyes lighting up with delight. ‘More! More! Say more!’

‘And don’t hold back a single detail!’ Nick adds, kicking his legs in the air in excitement.

‘Okay, okay, I won’t,’ I say, my cheeks flushing red as my mind gathers all the thoughts I can about Rafa. ‘Well, he’syounger…’

‘OMG! OMG!’ Nick and Toby say in unison.

‘Has he spanked you yet?’ Nick says, hiding his face behind his hands.

‘Have you seen his big Daddy dick?’ Toby squeals, mischief in his voice and a look of pure thirst on his face.

‘Guys! Guys! We haven’t been on a date yet,’ I say, knowing full well that Nick and Toby aren’t going to be happy until I’ve told them about every single moment of our training session. ‘But Rafawasthe Daddy I’ve been flirting with on YoungDaddies.com. I think he might be something special.’

At this point, Miss Penny walks over and gives us each our bottles of milk for feeding time. Miss Penny is in her fifties and is the perfect nurse, friend, and confidante for all the Littles at The Fluffy Diaper.

With her warm smile and sparkly blue eyes, Miss Penny also knows when her babies are misbehaving too…

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