Page 13 of Lance & Clayton

"A surprise?" I gaped, knowing full well that a boy could never grow tired of surprises and gifts.

"I'll be right back," he said, walking towards the door. "Be a good boy for Daddy and stay right where you are. Don't move an inch, okay? And close your eyes until I ask you to open them."

I did as told and patiently waited while he left and returned soon enough. When he instructed me to open my eyes, I saw that he was hiding something behind his back as he walked towards me.

"Have I been a good boy, Daddy?" I asked him innocently. "I didn't move an inch, and I didn't even open my eyes to peek, not even once."

"You've been the best, darling."

I leaned my head into his hand. "Then hopefully I have earned some scritches."

When he stroked and scratched my head, I shivered and let out a sigh of contentment.

"Ta-da!" He put forth the hidden stuffed dinosaur from behind his back.

I instinctively wiggled and bounced, for my happiness knew no bounds. "But how did you know that my favorite dinosaur was T-Rex?"

"Daddy knows everything, my silly boy." I booped his nose. "I saw you drawing one in the kitchen back at the cabin. What do you want to name him?"

"I get to name him, Daddy?" He looked up at me with big eyes.

"Of course, silly. He's yours now. He'll be your best friend for years to come."

"Hm." He looked all serious at the plushie, putting all his concentration on coming up with a name. "I'll name him Dino, because he's a dinosaur."

I chuckled and shook my head. "Of course. I should've known."

"Thank you so much, Daddy!" He hugged me tightly and then kissed me on the cheek before taking it. "I'll take him everywhere I go, and I'll take care of him like Daddy takes care of me. He'll remind me of you, and I can sleep with the lights off now, knowing I have a reminder of Daddy to protect me from the dark."

"Aw, come here sweetheart." I pulled him in for another hug. "There's nothing wrong with being afraid of the dark. Even the bravest Little boys can find the dark scary. In fact, John's boy, Michael finds it scary too. But know that I'm with you even when I'm not. Why don't you show me a few other things you've got hidden in your room?"

Getting out of bed, I walked over to the drawer and pulled out a diaper and a paci from one of them. "Here's where I keep my diapers and pacifiers. I usually wear them on special occasions."

"Such as today?" He asked and I blushed. "Does my baby boy want Daddy to diaper him?"

Hearing him call me baby made me instinctively go down on all fours, my blush turning a bright red.

"Yes, Daddy," I said, crawling and handing it to him before he scooped me up in my arms. He realized there was no changing table, so he just lay me on the bed.

First, he pressed the binky against my lips, which I eagerly began to suck on. My eyes were wide with excitement and I had popped a semi at the mere sight of my Daddy holding a diaper in his hands. Diapering a boy was a Daddy’s job, and I had changed myself into a diaper for far too long.

“First, let’s get these off.” He pulled my pants down and I wiggled, flapping my arms and legs about with excitement. “Hold still, baby.”

His voice suddenly seemed soothing and I couldn’t help but obey. I was still as he pulled my briefs down swiftly. Soon I was naked from the waist down.

“Oh no,” he said, fake gasping. “Where are baby’s pants? You look like Donald Duck without them.”

I giggled at his silly Daddy humor, just the kind I liked. When he raised my legs into the air, I shivered from excitement. Placing the diaper underneath my bottom, he ignored my semi and wrapped it around my waist before taping the sides. When he tapped my diapered bottom, I moaned against the binky in my mouth.

“Look how cute my boy looks in a diaper.” Taking me up in his arms, he put me onto his lap and I could feel his erection against my diapered bottom. “Cute and sexy. Oh, the things I could do to you while you suck on your binky.”

“Daddy, you’ve got a stiffy!” I said, looking up at him and blinking slowly from arousal. “I want to kiss it and make it go away. I want to take care of my Daddy.”

“Are you sure you’re ready, sweetheart? I can wait for my boy to be ready.”

I looked at him with lust in my eyes. “You take care of me so well. I want to take care of you too, Daddy. I want to play with your toy.”

When he nodded, I crawled out of his lap and onto the bed. Placing a hand onto his crotch, I rubbed his straining erection through his jeans. I patiently waited for him to pull his pants down, and then when he pulled his red briefs down, his cock sprang free.

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