Living The Little Life (TBDL)

Chapter 7 :: A Kiss Goodnight

:: Troye ::

"Good morning my handsome prince," Rix said, kissing my soft lips as I woke up.

"Morning daddy-," I started, cutting myself off. Did I really just say that?! Did I really just call him daddy?!
I gulped nervously, not sure if Rix wanted to be in that kind of relationship.

"Hey, it's okay. I don't mind if you call me daddy, but fair warning that it might turn me on," he growled into my ear, making me giggle. Yay, I'm so happy he didn't freak out! I really loved this boy.

"Um, daddy..," I said.

"Yes?"

"My parents come home from their trip today.. I really want them to meet you," I told him.

"Okay, baby, whatever you wanted. Do they know you wear diapers?" He asked.

"Umm, no," I said honestly. He nodded, hugging me close.

"Alright, should we tell them? Maybe they'll be more open to the idea if you have someone to care for you," Rix suggested. I shook my head, not wanting them to know.

"I don't think I am quite ready.. They don't even know I like boys, and finding out I love diapers AND am into ageplay, I don't know how'd they'd take it," I replied.

"It's okay, we don't have to tell them," Rix said.

I hugged my boyfriend, lightly kissing his bare chest. I was so lucky to have a daddy who would care for me like Rix does. He's amazing.

"Do you need a change?" Rix asked, rubbing my butt before plunging his hand into the back of my diaper.

"No, I only used it once, it should hold one more wetting," I said.

"I love you, my sweet baby boy," he commented.

"I love you too, daddy," I said back. Rix quickly jumped to his feet, pulling on a pair of basketball shorts. I gotta say, even in a diaper, Rixton is hot. Like drop dead gorgeous.

"I'm going to go make some eggs, does that sound good?" He asked, even though it was my house. I nodded and smiled brightly.

As Rix left the room, I could feel my bladder start to turn. I gave a hard push, my mess filling the diaper. Both urine and poop oozed into the thick padding, and it started to smell.

I was quite embarrassed of my mess, but knew I couldn't hide it from Rix. He was really smart, and knew me too well. And, well, it spelt pretty bad!

"Troye, honey, breakfast is ready," Rix shouted, popping his head through the doorway.

"Uh, d-daddy.. I-I think I had an, um, accident," I told him, and he quickly came over to check my diaper.

"You sure did, but it's okay. I'll change you before we go eat," he told me, kissing my forehead before going to get the supplies.

"I think I should put you in some clothes, don't want to be showing off that thick padding to your parents!" Rix said, and I smiled. I'm glad he understood that I couldn't tell them yet. It just wasn't a good time.

I nod, and Rix quickly goes to work. Before I knew it, I was changed, wearing a t-shirt and jeans, and downstairs. Before setting down my food, Rix grabbed two sets of silver wear.

"How about Blues Clues?" He asked, setting down a cute kiddie plate and utensil set. I blushed, not wanting to admit how much I loved the gesture.

We both ate, my daddy keeping a close eye. Eventually, he turned and put everything up into pieces. I sighed, not wanting to be a total burden and baby.

"Sorry, did I over do it?" Rix asked, obviously not sure his boundaries.

"No, I-I'm just not used to feeling like a complete baby. I a big boy too, daddy!" I pouted, sticking out my bottom lip.

"I know, sweetie, but I don't want you to choke on the eggs and toast," he explained, running his fingertips over my clothed thigh. I nodded, continuing to stuff in my breakfast.

Once we were finish, Rux cleaned up the dishes and put them away, leaving our secret unknown. The plates and silverware could be used anytime since my mom used them for babysitting, but I never wanted to personally clean them. But I was so glad Rix could help me accept my love to child things.

"We are home!" I heard a warm voice ring through the house. In came my mother, her hair in a tight bun and a gray suit and skirt hugging her curves. Yes, my mother was a beautiful lady, but she was always formal. Everything revolves around her and my father's work.

"Hi mom," I said, getting up to give her a brief hug. Since the diaper I had on was Rix's, I was nervous a tight hug would give it away. She waved to Rix, looking confused.

"Mom, I have someone I want you to meet..," I said, starting to feel very nervous. I looked up at Rix, and he gave me a reassuring smile.

"Hello, son! Who's this?" My father asked, setting the luggage he was holding to the floor.

"Mom, dad, I want you to meet Rixton.. My boyfriend," I said.

I saw my parents go from smiling to a frown, and I wasn't so sure this day would be as good as I thought.

DUN DUN DUUUUNNNNN!! Hope you are all enjoying this story, I really am. And hope you like the photo of Rix and Troye. Just wanted to give you a better image of my thought process.