Page 16 of Little Bedtime Snack

I pressed a sweet kiss to his lips. “Can you do that for Daddy?”

“I’ll try, Daddy. I promise.”

“Well, since you mentioned it, I do have a surprise for you and might as well bring it out now.”

I opened up my duffel bag and pulled out the brand-new cloth diaper I picked up. It was covered in bunnies and his initials.

“Would you like to try this today?”

He snatched it from me and ran over to the changing table. I couldn’t help but laugh.

“I’ll take that as a yes.”

“It has an E. You bought this just for me.” His wonder and joy were contagious, and any apprehension I had about introducing it at the club vanished.

I pulled out the stairs, set the diaper down, and slowly pulled off his clothes. There was nothing sexual about the act. We had time for that later. This was all about getting ready to play. Still, his cock was stirring a bit, and either he was going to be really snug all night or I was going to have to take care of that soon. I’d let him decide.

Once undressed, I held his hand as he climbed the stairs and settled on the table.

“Did you bring cream, Daddy?”

“No, but there are single-use packets here for us to use.” I hadn’t known what kind he would like, if any, and they had options. Once I knew his choice I was going to stock up, that was for sure. “Which one?”

He pointed, and I tore it open and set it beside him.

“Now let’s get your adorable bunny on.” I tapped his hips, and he picked them up enough for me to slide the cloth underneath him. “That’s my good boy.”

I reached for the cream packet. “Do you want Daddy to take care of your hardness or do you want to be extra snug tonight?”

Not a single beat went by before he replied. “Snug. I want to feel it all night long.”

That was all I needed to hear. I put the cream on him, making sure to get him fully erect before tucking him into the diaper. It was snug alright and now so were my slacks.

“Let’s get the rest of your clothes on so we can go play.” I dressed him in the outfit that he picked out, including his knee-length romper filled with bunnies and even a pair of bunny ears. I hadn’t expected those, but they were adorable.

“Ready to have some fun.”

He nodded, and I took him by the hand. We made our way to the Little room, and as we did, he got more than a few adoring looks. I didn’t blame the Mommies and Daddies—he was absolutely stunning.

“What did you want to do first?” The room was still fairly empty, which gave him his choice of anything.

“Maybe we could paint.” He pointed to the craft area.

“That sounds fun.”

The craft area was always well organized, and tonight they had set up all the supplies you needed for various kinds of painting—from watercolor to finger painting to tempera painting.

Of course, Eli grabbed the glittery pink paint first.

“Help me make a bunny.” He held his paper out to me.

“Sure. How do you want my help?” An artist I wasn’t, but I’d do my best.

“Draw the outline, and I’ll paint it.”

“I can do that.” Probably.

Surprisingly, when I was done, it didn’t look like it would go in any art gallery, but you could tell it was a bunny. And best of all, he was happy with it and eagerly began painting.

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