Chapter 17 Daniel
Daniel
It was almost physically painful to leave Tristan’s side after we made love, but at some point during our fantastic post sex cuddle session, Tristan’s stomach made sure we both heard its displeasure.
Tristan’s needs were my top priority, so I sent him to shower while I made us some breakfast. I was tempted to keep him in my bed, but my sweet boy had worked up quite the appetite.
The smell of Bacon filled the air as I laid the crispy pieces on a drip rack to cool. I whisked up some eggs and was pouring them into the pan when I felt arms wrap around my waist.
“Hey, sweet baby, how was your shower?”
I felt his mumbled words against my back and wanted to spin around so I could hear his sweet voice and kiss his plump lips.
Unable to deny myself, I grabbed his wrist, turned around, and pulled him into my chest. I nuzzled my face into his hair and took a deep breath.
I nearly let out a moan from how he smelled like me, but also so uniquely him.
Just another tangible sign that he was here and he was mine.
“Hi, baby, I missed you.”
His body sagged, letting go of tension I wasn’t even aware he was holding because I was caught up in how amazing he made me feel. “What was wrong, little one?”
His hand moved toward his mouth nervously, and I gently caught his wrist and rubbed soft circles into his palm. “You can tell me anything, baby, but first hold that thought.”
I kept him close to me since it was just eggs, and there was no risk of grease splatter burning him. I scrambled them again so they wouldn’t burn. Satisfied with how they looked, I turned off the stove and gave Tristan my full attention. “Now what did I say that made you so relieved, baby?”
Tristan took several deep breaths to calm himself, but his words still came out hushed and nervous.
“I know I was only in the shower for a few minutes, but I missed you so much, and I wanted to tell you, but I was worried I’d be too clingy and needy, but then you said you missed me too, and it made me happy. ”
My heart nearly melted into goo at my boy’s sweet words.
I scooped him into my arms, and he wrapped his legs around my waist. “Oh my sweet boy. I promise you will never be too needy or clingy for me, but if you ever are, I’ll communicate that to you, and I won’t treat you poorly because of it.
But that’ll never be the case cause, in fact, it might be you who gets tired of me being needy. ”
Tristan’s hand covered his mouth as he giggled into his palm. “We can be as needy together, Daddy!”
“You’re right, little one, cause as long as we’re both happy, we can be as needy as we want. Nothing else matters except what works for us. speaking of which… I have some questions I need to ask you while you’re still big.”
The cutest blush tinted Tristan’s cheeks as he nodded for me to continue. “Last night, you mentioned wanting to have a play date with Ellery. Is that something you still want?”
Tristan’s eyes were sparkling with excitement, and he began to wiggle slightly, making me tighten my hold on him so he didn’t fall.
“Would that be okay? Ellie and I usually spend the evening together doing little things, but we never get the chance to let go fully, and I really want to spend time with my friend and my Daddy.” his fingers started to twist together, and he looked at me sheepishly. “Is… Is that okay?”
I leaned forward, resting my forehead on his. “Yes, sweet baby, I would love nothing more than to give you the chance to let go and spend time with your friend, but we need to discuss some things first.”
Tristan broke our connection and cocked his head in confusion. “What things?”
He looked so confused yet adorable; I couldn’t help but chuckle at how cute he was. “I need to know what your limits are for when we have Ellery over. Is it okay if I also care for them, like grab them a snack or a drink? Things like that.”
Tristan hummed thoughtfully. he spent a few minutes thinking his answer over, and I appreciated that. While having his friend over seemed like a good idea, it could create problems if we didn’t discuss it ahead of time, so it made me so proud that he was taking it seriously.
“Well, Ellie is like a sibling to me, and very rarely do we get jealous of one another, so I don’t think I’ll have any problems with you showing them platonic affection like hugs or things like that if they even want those things.
I have no problem with care like snacks and stuff, and Ellie doesn’t regress super young, so they shouldn’t need any help with the potty.
If they did, that would be a hard no for me.
If they get hurt, like a scratch or a scrape, you can give them a Band-Aid, but you’re not allowed to kiss their boo-boos. That’s all I can think of.”
My chest swelled with pride at how honest and thought-out his reply had been. Tristan’s confidence had blossomed in the short time we’ve known each other, and I was so incredibly proud of him.
“What about discipline? ”
Tristan huffed a little and pouted as he once again took his time formulating his answer.
“Well, as you already know, I’m not really a brat, and while Ellie likes to brat occasionally with their caregiver, that’s not something they like to do with anyone but their Daddy, so they will also be on their best behavior.
But I guess, on the off chance one of us gets overwhelmed and needs a moment to calm down by themselves, we could have calm-down time in the corner or an isolated area. With Ellie’s consent, of course.”
My face felt like it was going to explode from how much I was smiling. Tristan got through all of that without stuttering or feeling nervous. Either his trust in me or his confidence in himself had grown, but it was probably a mix of both.
“That’s perfect, baby. We’ll make sure to have a conversation with Ellery before and see what they are comfortable with. Now, how about that breakfast?”
My heart was filled with joy as I carried him into the living room and tried to set him on the floor in front of the couch. “Wait right here, and I’ll go get breakfast.”
Tristan looked apprehensive about letting me go, but he finally released his hold and looked determined. “Otay Dada, I be here waitin.”
I was glad I decided to place him in the living room.
Usually, I would have us eat at the table, but with him hovering between big and little, I didn’t want to risk his falling out of the chair.
I would gladly hold him while we ate; my kitchen chair wasn’t meant to support two grown men, so I decided it would be much safer if I held him on the couch and fed him there.
I loved how naturally Tristan fell into little space when we were together. He was in his adult headspace when he wrapped his arms around me in the kitchen, but as soon as I scooped him into my arms, he became my little one instantly, and that made my chest swell with pride.
Not wanting to take up too much space, I piled all our food onto one plate and headed back to find Tristan wiggling on the floor. “Dada hewp, I needs da potty, dun wanna make a mess.”
“Shh, it’s okay, little one. Daddy will take you potty, but if you do make a mess, it’ll be okay, and Daddy will take care of it.”
“Pwease, gotta hurry, gots ta go bad.”
Careful not to spill any of the food, I placed the plate on the kitchen table and scooped Tristan into my arms.
We were entering the hallway when Tristan started squirming in my arms. “Dada, hurry.” His whine was full of desperation and panic.
“It’s okay, little one, we’re almost there. Daddy’s got you.”
“It hurts, Dada.”
“I know, sweetheart, it’s going to be okay. We’re here now.”
Thankfully, the bathroom door was already open, so I walked right in, and I quickly placed him in front of the toilet, pulled down his shorts, and freed his dick. His gorgeous little cock was dwarfed by my larger, rougher hand as I aimed it toward the bowl.
We both sighed in relief when I heard the start of a steady stream hit the water.
Once he was done, I shook him off and tucked his cute penis back into his shorts.
I was tempted to give a kiss to his pink tip, but that would have to wait for another time.
I pulled up his shorts and lifted him so he could wrap his legs around me.
Once I was in the hallway, I paused and looked at Tristan. “Hey, little one, would it be okay if Daddy puts you in a diaper. We’ve still got a few hours together before I need to take you home, and I want you to be able to relax and not stress about having an accident.”
His face lit up at the mention of a diaper, but as soon as I brought up his accident, his face fell, and he looked ashamed and embarrassed.
Tristan was not used to regressing this young.
He had mentioned wanting to wear diapers, but wanting to wear them and needing to wear one to avoid an accident were very different things.
I could tell my sweet boy was struggling with that.
I grabbed his chin and gently tipped his face so I was looking into his beautiful eyes.
“Sweet boy, I know it’s hard when you feel like you need to wear diapers when you’re little instead of wearing them because you want to.
It’s scary, and you might feel like you don’t have a choice.
But I promise you there is nothing wrong with it, and no one, especially me, will judge you for that.
As your Daddy, I am more than willing to change you, and am honored to share something so intimate with you.
If you decide you don’t want to, I can always help you to the potty like I just did, but there is nothing wrong with that. ”
Tears gathered in his gorgeous eyes, and his hand grabbed my shirt as he started rubbing the material between his fingers to help soothe him.
“I love when you diaper me, Daddy, and it feels so good, but there’s a part of me that still feels embarrassed about my accident.
I’d always imagined diapers as something I wanted, but now that it feels like I have to have them, they don’t seem as fun, and it might take me a while to see it differently.
Everything with you has been amazing, but it’s been a lot all at once.
I might just need some more time to adjust. Thank you for being so patient with me, you’re the best Daddy. ”
My heart was nearly bursting as I carried him to the playroom.
I went through our usual routine of taking off his big clothes and then finding him a little outfit and a diaper.
I picked out another onesie- with dragons on it, of course- and started getting my boy ready.
I grabbed the barrier cream and gently rubbed it into his skin, then wrapped the diaper snugly around his waist. Tristan had his fingers in his mouth as he sucked on them, so I grabbed a clean pacifier so he could still soothe himself as I got him dressed.
He released his wet fingers with a loud pop, but his soft suckling sound resumed as soon as I brought the rubber nipple to his lips.
I placed a soft kiss on the tip of his nose and then began dressing him in his onesie and some dragon-themed socks.
My sweet boy looked absolutely precious as he lay on the table, looking at me like I hung the moon.
“You are just the cutest baby that ever existed, and I love you so much!”
Tristan giggled, and his paci fell out of his mouth. “I wub you, Dada. bunches.”
I picked Tristan up off the table, propped him on my hip, and led us back into the living room to eat our breakfast.
Breakfast went by fast since we were both starving from all the energy we’d burned during our morning lovemaking. My boy was absolutely adorable as he patted his belly and groaned. “Dat was yummies. Fank you, Dada.”
“You are very welcome, my sweet boy. We still have a couple of hours. Do you want to play a game together or do something else?”
Tristan bounces in my arms and claps his hands in excitement. “A game! Oh, pwease Dada. Bwocks?”
“I’m so happy you like your blocks, little one, but remember I’m a dragon Daddy with a massive hoard. Would you like to see other dragon-themed toys I have?”
My wiggly boy was so excited that he nearly wiggled out of my arms. “Yes, pwease.”
“You’re so polite, little one, of course. Let’s go play.”