Page 33 of Slippery When Wet

“Lizard.”

Calvin placed another quick kiss on Ellery’s lips. “Good boy. Let’s get you out of the shower and all dried off, hmm?”

Ellery nodded, the motion jerky. His emotions were all over the place and his nerves on high alert. He wanted what they were about to do,neededit somehow, but allowing himself to be this vulnerable was such a new experience for him.

Would he be able to see it all the way through?

Calvin wrapped him up in a soft, fluffy bath sheet, a beautiful mauve color that was almost identical to the color of the hallway carpet. Ellery was thoroughly dried, his Daddy paying careful attention to every crease, every hidden part of his body. The attention soothed and calmed him, and Ellery found himself being lulled by the firm but loving care his Daddy gave him.

“There we go.” Calvin smiled as he ruffled Ellery’s hair with the towel once more before hanging it back on the rail. He held out his arms. “Come on, Daddy’s going to carry his baby boy to the nursery so he can get his diaper.”

At first, Ellery wasn’t sure how Calvin wanted to carry him, but then he made it clear by angling Ellery’s body to one side then cupping his ass and encouraging him to climb onto Calvin’s hip. Ellery kept his arms wrapped around Calvin’s neck and his legs around his waist. Being carried that way was quite soothing, but he couldn’t attach it to any specific memory. Perhaps he was responding to a buried recollection from when he was a very young child. Whatever the reason, he hoped Calvin would want to repeat the experience.

Somehow, he had the feeling Calvin would.

By the time they reached the threshold of the nursery, Ellery was trembling, but not from the cold. Calvin hadn’t spoken another word since they’d left the bathroom and Ellery wasn’t sure what that meant, if anything. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

When they reached the changing table, Calvin lifted Ellery off his hip then placed Ellery’s butt onto the pad. Calvin then swung Ellery’s legs over the side, turning his body until he was all the way on the table. Ellery’s mouth was filled with cotton, and he pleaded with his eyes for Daddy to help him.

Calvin stroked Ellery’s cheek. “Everything’s okay, baby boy. This is Daddy’s job. You don’t need to do a thing except allow me to take care of you.”

Daddy will take care of me. He’ll make sure I’m all right.

“Can I wear the bunny ones?”

His words came out of nowhere, surprising even himself. Calvin broke into a wide grin, almost as if he’d been as nervous as Ellery was. A small tinge of disappointment shot through him that he wasn’t able to stay in Little headspace, but he figured he should cut himself a break. He didn’t doubt that he and Calvin would have many years to play out this very scene again and again.

Calvin smoothed back Ellery’s damp strands of hair. “Of course, you can. You can also wear the matching onesie and I can clip your bunny binkie to it while you have breakfast.”

“Y-yes.” He tried to nod, but was frozen, almost as if he might break the spell of the moment if he moved.

Calvin gently pushed on Ellery’s shoulder, encouraging him to lie back. Then he arranged Ellery’s feet so they were flat on the pad with his knees apart. The overhead light was on, and the sun was streaming into the room through the large, multi-paned windows.

It was impossible for him to hide.

Calvin’s features remained bright and his smile soft as he pulled open the large disposable diaper. He slid his hand under Ellery’s butt, encouraging him to lift it, then moved the back of the diaper beneath him. Ellery’s throat closed up the moment his ass hit the soft, padded interior of the disposable item.

Oh God.

He was finally able to take a shaky breath as he reminded himself that he wanted this, that Calvin wanted it, that this was a private moment that belonged only to them. Calvin fussed with the diaper, seemingly trying to straighten it out and get it into the best position. Ellery lifted his gaze, noting how peaceful and blissed-out Calvin appeared.

Ellery smiled, a deep satisfaction filling him at the realization of how happy he’d made his Daddy.

“Let’s sprinkle some powder on my baby boy so he’ll smell nice and clean.”

The familiar scent of the powder hit Ellery’s nostrils, and he had to admit that he’d always loved that smell. Daddy was right. The aroma did remind him of being clean, although he wasn’t sure why. Perhaps it had to do with buried memories again, times that were precious, but he hadn’t possessed the language or understanding of what was happening to him to be able to recall them now.

After Daddy patted the powder on his tummy, spreading it around a bit, he pulled up the front of the diaper so it covered his abdomen. Then he peeled the sticky tabs and secured the panel snugly into place. Ellery’s eyes rounded.

Whoa.

His semi-hard cock was now encased by the restrictive diaper, held securely by the thick, padded garment. Ellery tried to swallow with no spit. Cock sleeves and cages had always been a balm to him, a way for him to feel held even when he was alone. Butthis? Holy shit. This was epic. Could he get away with wearing one all the time?

Daddy leaned over him, a warm smile decorating his lips. He stroked Ellery’s forehead, his gaze traveling Ellery’s face as if searching for clues.

“How’s my baby boy doing?”

A rush of air burst from Ellery, and he realized he must’ve been holding his breath. “I don’t know if I can explain how I feel or explain it well enough.” He met Daddy’s eyes. “Thank you. Thank you so much for this, for all of it.” His vision blurred. “It’s like I’ve discovered who I am and where I’m supposed to be.” He reached up and cupped Daddy’s cheek. “And I know I’m supposed to be with you. I love you, Daddy.”

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