Daily Free-Write August 2, 2021: Room for Rent Pt. 10

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Note: This is a sneak peek at the next chapter of Room for Rent. This one is a lot of fun to write, so I can't wait to share the next part of this awesome story. And man does it get my blood pumping! Let's see what these two cuties do...

"Okay, little man," said Colt as he walked into the Nursery. "It's time to rise and shine! Today is your big day!"

Robbie rubbed the sleep from his eyes as he was lifted out of his crib and carried over to the big colorful changing table. He was used to this routine by now and barely even made a noise as Colt changed him. He was too absorbed in cuddling his favorite bear to pay attention to all those good feelings happening down below his waist. That is, until Colt had a naughty idea and started snoofing at the leg holes of Robbie's diapers, causing Robbie to giggle out of ticklish and blush at the naughty feelings it gave him.

"*Snoof snoof snoof* I smell baby boy peepee! *Snoof snoof* Yes I do! *Snoof snoof snoof* Pee-pee and powder! *Snooooof* The best smell in the world!"

Robbie giggled uncontrollably. "Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Daddy! That's so blushyyyyy!"

"I don't hear you saying stop, little  guy," said Colt, giving Robbies diaper a little squeeze in front. Robbie gasped and blushed even harder. "If you want me to stop, I will, sweetie. Use your words. Does it feel good when Daddy snoofles your bum?"

Robbie's response was muffled by his teddy as he buried his face in the soft plush. Colt stopped and lowered Robbie's bear enough so they could look each other in the eyes.

"Is everything alright in there, sweetheart? I can't hear you in there, silly! The Daddy monster is hungy and the only thing that'll keep him from gobbling up the nearest little boy is for Robbie to tell Daddy just what he wants..."

Robbie shook his head and grinned.

"No?" gasped Colt. "You don't want to tell Daddy anything?"

Robbie shook his head again and giggled, and Colt could barely keep from melting right then and there, but he held it together and managed to pull off a naughty grin.

"Okay, then. Daddy's gonna... hafta... GOBBLE YOU UP!!!"

Colt then attacked Robbie's tummy with gobbles making his little roomie squeal and giggle in delight.

"I wike da snoofs! I wike da snoofs!! Pweeze give me mow, Daddy," said Robbie, finally, hoping to get more of that wonderful attention around his diaper region. Colt was happy to oblige and soon the giggles were replaced by moans as Colt got more and more excited burying his face in the fluffy soggy padding of his little man.

"Mmm... does Robbie want more of... this?"

"Unh... y-yes Daddy!" Robbie was feeling very overstimulated and thanks to Colt's blushy questions, he knew exactly how to make his boy feel good. It wasn't long before Colt's special attentions had him squirting in his pamps. What a way to wake up!

Colt smiled proudly as he took the diaper off his big baby boy and wiped him down. He had been gradually introducing more naughty things into their dynamic, always being careful to get consent from his little guy. No, not in an explicit way busting out his lawyer skills, but in a way which felt natural. A simple, "Does that feel good?", "Do you like this?", a "Does Robbie want..." or a "How does that feel baby boy? Use your words," is all it took for Colt to know that he was making his little boy feel as good as he felt when they played. In this way, he could allow Robbie to have control over the situation while still feeling cared for and feeling guided. It worked amazingly well, and Colt was hopeful that they would get to have more intimate naughty fun soon now that Robbie was settling into his role as the baby of the house. But now was not the time for that, because Colt had other plans for this day. Instead, he finished taping up Robbie's new diaper and kissed his tummy, calling him a good boy for using his diapers so well and showing how much he enjoyed them.

"Are you ready for your big day, little guy?" asked Colt as he sat Robbie up. Robbie sat with his hands gripping the edge of the changing table and his legs dangling and swinging as he watched Colt pick out his shirt for the day. It was much too hot out for pants, after all. But what was Colt talking about? Robbie cocked his head.

"What do you mean by that, Daddy?"

"Why, today's your big day out, remember? We're going grocery shopping!"

"Oh yeah, that. I guess that's fine. Does it really have to be at my old place of work, though?"

"Of course it does, silly. You know how much all your co-workers must miss you and I'm sure they wanna see how cute you are as a little baby boy!"

Robbie's heart dropped into his stomach as he imagined himself being wheeled through the grocery store in the top of Colt's cart.

"Not like this? You're not seriously going to make me wear a diaper to the store, are you?"

'Make you? What do you mean make you? You love your diapers, little one. Why would you ever want to go without them? Now arms up." Robbie obediently lifted his arms.  "Good boy! Now you're gonna be a good baby for Daddy today while we're out, aren't you?"

Robbie nodded. "Yes, Daddy. I'll be good."

"Alright, kiddo." Said Colt, slipping the shirt down over Robbie's arms. The hem came to rest right above Robbie's belly button, showing off his little baby belly and doing nothing to cover his diaper. "There we go. Now we're all dressed so let's go downstairs for breakfast."

Robbie looked down at his bare legs and thick diaper and felt a sinking feeling in his stomach. "No, Wait! What about my pants? Or my shoes and socks?"

"Silly, boy. You don't need those."

"N-no! I can't!" cried Robbie, as Colt attempted to pick him up.

"And why not?" asked Colt, putting his hands on his hips.

"Cause... cause everyone will know."

Colt's face grew stern. "Now, Robbie. You know better than that. We had this conversation yesterday, and what did I say?"

"Be proud of who you are," said Robbie, with a sigh.

"Exactamundo, little boy," said Colt proudly. He saw Robbie was not convinced, so he decided to take another tack. "Did I ever tell you about my coming out story?" asked Colt.

Robbie shook his head. Colt hadn't ever even really explicitly said he was gay, but even Robbie had figured out that much.Or at least that was his hope. He listened to Colt with rapt attention as his hunky Daddy began to tell his story.