Page 32 of Slippery When Wet

“I’veneverhad so much fun.” Ellery nuzzled Calvin’s neck. “Even when I was a kid. This is much better.” He leaned back so he could look in Calvin’s eyes. “Because I get a sexy Daddy, too.”

“Flatterer.” Calvin grinned, his eyes dancing.

“It’s the truth.” Ellery rubbed noses with him. “I think having lunch with the ducks is a great idea. Is there something we can feed them?”

Calvin ran his palm up and down Ellery’s back as he regarded him with a smile. “Hmm. I’ve left them to their own devices all these years, but I can check online to see if there’s anything we can safely give them.”

“Cool!”

Calvin patted his butt again. “Come on. I thought you wanted your reward for being such a good boy.”

Ellery immediately forgot all about ducks and clambered off the bed, padding behind Calvin as he made his way to the bathroom. Once they crossed the threshold, he wished he’d thought to bring slippers or fuzzy socks for the weekend. The old mosaic tiles were beautiful but very freezy.

Calvin directed him to a soft, plush black bathmat that took up the entire area in front of the stall shower. A separate claw foot tub was situated next to the shower, with the black porcelain toilet on the other side of that. Ellery wiggled as he stared at the toilet. He hadn’t thought to say he needed to go before they both entered the room.

Now Ellery was in a quandary. He glanced at Calvin who was in the process of getting the shower going. Then he returned his gaze to the toilet. They were on opposite sides of the room. He could casually go use it like it was no big deal—which in reality, it wasn’t—or he could ask Calvin for some privacy.

Why he was agonizing over the subject was beyond him.

They were both adults, for heaven’s sakes. Calvin had seen, touched and licked his cock only a few hours ago, so no big surprises there. And how many times had he whipped out his dick in front of complete strangers while in a public restroom? He slapped a hand to his forehead. Something was still giving him pause, but he couldn’t place it.

“Sweetheart?”

Ellery jerked his head around to see Calvin regarding him. He gave Ellery a soft smile.

“I’ll step into the shower so you can use the toilet if you need to.”

Ellery flushed hot but nodded. “Thanks. I just need to pee real quick.”

Calvin did as he said he would, and Ellery took care of his business. But something was still nagging at him, and he thought he knew what it might be. As he’d been drifting off to sleep the night before, he’d run scenarios through his head on how he could bring up the subject of the diapers.

He really wanted to try them today. Even when he’d been playing in his room, every once in a while his eyes would drift in the direction of the changer and land on the stacks of colorful styles. Ellery flushed, his skin heating up even more than it already was. He’d already picked out the design he wanted to wear first. The ones with the bunnies.

Ellery swiped the back of his wrist across his mouth as he stepped into the steamy shower where Calvin was already soaping himself up. He took a moment to appreciate the lean, but sculpted man, how with every movement, his muscles rippled below his smooth skin. Calvin’s groin wasn’t shaved bare, but the small patch of graying hair was neatly trimmed.

Ellery licked his lips, his eyes fixed on Calvin’s half-hard cock as he cleaned himself thoroughly, reaching behind his sac then stroking himself a few times before rinsing away the suds. Calvin caught him staring and gave him a lopsided smile.

“C’mere, baby boy. Let Daddy wash you up.”

Oh. He didn’t know why he hadn’t expected this, other than assuming that Calvin would only clean him when he was in Little space, like in the bathtub. But as Calvin had said, whatever felt natural.

That’s my answer.

Ellery stepped forward and let Calvin take over, let his hands roam free over his body, rubbing the soap in every crevice, every spot, then rinsing it off. He almost lost his balance when Calvin dropped to his knees, taking Ellery’s cock into his mouth, hungrily sucking him while grasping Ellery’s ass cheeks. The act was raw and frantic, not at all like the sensual exploration they’d shared the night before.

A loud cry burst from Ellery as he came down Calvin’s throat, his knees weakening and Calvin’s grip strengthening. Ellery slapped his hands against the tiles, his breathing erratic. Calvin was still kneeling between him and the wall and gently lapping at Ellery’s spent cock.

Ellery let his head fall back, closing his eyes as Calvin slid up his body to a standing position. This was the perfect time, the natural time.

He lifted his head then locked eyes with Calvin, the spray from the showerhead pelting Calvin’s back.

“Now that I’m nice and clean, Daddy, I’m ready for my diaper.”

One corner of Calvin’s mouth twitched, but that was his only reaction. Ellery sensed that he was doing his best to allow Ellery to direct the moment, to give him the power over this new and exciting discovery.

Calvin wrapped his palm around Ellery’s nape then drew him in for a deep kiss. He took Ellery’s mouth over and over, the joy of pleasing his Daddy its own thrill. Calvin broke the connection then framed Ellery’s face between his palms.

“What’s your safeword?”

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