“You could die in a car crash. Or get struck by lightning. What if you fall from a ladder and…”
“Shh, Cupcake. Stop that.” In college, I took some psychology classes, so I knew where those thoughts were coming from. But hearing Henry speak his fears that tore at my heart. “One day I’m going to die, Henry, there is no need to lie about that. I will die from old age or have an accident. But to be honest, I know that no matter what happens, I will die a very happy man. I was blessed to meet you and to have you in my life. I will cherish all our time together. Do you understand?”
Henry looked at me, his eyes filled with tears and wonder. Then he nodded. “Yes. Only death can separate us.”
“My little writer.” Smiling, I kissed him again. “Now that we established that, how about we look at the cages. I think you need a reminder that I’m your Daddy and that I will always be your Daddy?”
“Did you just say that you love me?”
“Oh, please, give me some credit. I may not be a writer with the perfect words, but I would never say it like this.” Henry giggled, and then he kissed me.
“You love me.”
“Cock cages. Now.”
“Shouldn’t we call it a love cage?”
“After a week, you’re going to call it a torture device.”
“Wait? What?” Henry’s eyes grew big. “A whole week? You wouldn’t do that.”
“Who knows?”
Grinning, I shrugged and leaned forward so I could reach his laptop. Opening his internet browser, I could still feel him staring at me, but I kept my eyes focused on the computer—no need to give away all my secrets.
Two hours later, we’d ordered two different cock cages, three plugs in various sizes, a cock ring, and some silk rope. Henry’s interest in the silk rope caught me by surprise, and who was I to deny him the experience. To be honest, the image of Henry bound to the bed with silk rope…yeah, well. Of course, I ordered it for him. Not to mention that I would buy him everything he wanted. It would be a joy to spoil him to see that smile on his face and the wonder in his eyes.
By the time I closed the lid of the laptop and sat back, Henry was wiggling on my lap. Grabbing his hips, I gently turned him so that he could straddle me.
“Feeling better now, Baby?”
Henry sighed deeply and shrugged. “Kind of?”
“What is that supposed to mean?”
“I think I do feel better, but now I’m horny.”
Laughing, I shook my head. “Is that so?”
“Yes.” To prove his point, Henry rubbed his diapered butt over my groin. “Daddy?”
“Yes, Cupcake?”
“Do we have time for a special change?”
I glanced at my watch. It was a few minutes after ten, and Jakob and Sam wouldn’t be here until eleven. Deciding to tease him a little bit, I let my hands roam to his back, cupping his butt.
“I don’t know, do you need a change?”
“I need a special change, Daddy.”
Then he started to move his hips again, and I groaned. Now I was the one who’d prefer to cancel the lunch date. My cock was rock hard, and I wanted to do way more than just give him a special change.
“I think you need a shower?”
“A shower?” Henry wrinkled his nose. “I’m not dirty, and I don’t smell. I don’t, do I?”
Shrugging, I bent forward and sniffed at his neck. Henry erupted into a fit of giggles, and I did it again. Then I leaned back and made sure that he could read my lips.
“Nope, you smell perfect. I still think you need a shower.”
“But…oh. Oh.” Henry's eyes widened, and he groaned. “A special shower?”
“Very special, Cupcake.” Tapping his hip, I encouraged him to get up. “Come on. We have thirty minutes.”
Grinning, I watched Henry scramble of my lap and hurry to the bathroom. I rearranged my hard-on while I watched his cute butt disappear behind the door. Oh yes, this shower was going to be special. Wondering if Henry would wait for me, I went after him. Sure enough, my sweet Boy stood in the middle of the bathroom, dancing from one foot to the other.
“Naked, please, Daddy.”
“Good job, waiting for your Daddy, Cupcake.”
Before I undressed him, I walked to the large walk-in shower and turned the water on. By the time I had my Boy naked, the water should be warm enough for us to enjoy it. Behind me, Henry made an impatient sound. That didn’t rush me. Even though I knew Henry needed this, I kept an eye on the clock to make sure we weren’t interrupted.
“What’s a special shower, Daddy?” Henry asked, as soon as I turned around and walked back over to him. Grinning, I kissed his nose before I answered.
“A shower where Daddy gets to wash you very…” I lifted the hem of his shirt. “Very…” Henry raised his arms, and I pulled it over his head. As soon as his beautiful face reappeared, I kissed him on the lips. “Thoroughly.”
“Wow.” His pupils dilated, and his voice was barely a whisper. Guessing that I’d lose his concentration on lipreading, I stayed silent while I undressed him. When I opened the tapes of his diaper, his cock sprang free, and Henry moaned. “Does thoroughly include my willy?”
“Yes, Cupcake.”
“And my balls?”
“Yes, Cupcake,” I repeated and grinned when he shivered.
“And my…”
Laughing, I stood up, cupped his checks, and waited till I had his full attention. “You know exactly what thoroughly means and now get into the shower, while I undress,
