Summer Days

[jmg1217]

Part 1

 

    Brad eagerly looked out the window as he watched his neighbors car drive away. He knew Mr and Mrs Walters were leaving for almost the whole summer to visit family and they were leaving their son Chris behind.

   As Brad watched out the window he saw Chris wave goodbye He couldn’t keep the smile off his face, the boy, Chris was adorable. he was so small, around 5 feet tall with reddish blond hair and blue eyes. Brad had noticed in the past few year that Chris was doing everything he could to look older and more mature but it wasn’t working. The adult clothes he was wearing just made him look like he was playing dress up and Brad was almost sure that everything he had on was at least two sizes too big.  Brad wasn’t going to let that continue, he was going to spend the summer reminding Chris of his place, reminding him that he was just a little boy.  The fact that Chris was 20 and had just finish his sophomore year of college didn’t matter at all. To Brad, the  fact the Chris was  almost 3 years older than him mattered even less.. By the time the summer ended, Chris would be his little boy. 

 

Unlike Chris, Brad was tall and strong. He looked every bit the man that Chris didn’t. He had always been big for his age just as Chris had always been tiny.  Brad’s family had lived across the street from Chris’s for their whole lives and Brad could vaguely remember being smaller than Chris when he was very young but by the time he was 7 he had caught up to his ten year old neighbor and by the time he was 10 he had well surpassed Chris as had all of his peers. By the 5th grade, Chris was the smallest child in his class, a fact that fallowed him all though school.  

 

Because Brad had always known him, the reality of Chris’s size did hit him until he reached high school. Once they were in the same school Brad got a first hand look at just how much less developed Chris was than his peers. He watched as Chris ran around after the other boys trying and failing to fit in. It was hard to be like everyone else when you looked like you belong more in the elementary school than the high school. It was then that Brads obsession started. He started to image himself hugging the tiny boy or picking him up can carrying him home. He even imagined himself kneeling down in front of Chris and asking if he had to go potty.

 

 Of course, he never got his chance. Chris insisted on acting like a big boy and the timing was just off. Being a freshman Brad’s schedule was never the same as Chris’s who was a senior. It also wasn’t cool for upperclassmen to associate with younger kids so other than a friendly wave Chris didn’t talk to Brad much. On top of that it took time for Brad to work though the fantasies in his head and figure out that he really wanted Chris. He wanted to be his daddy.  Brad spent almost a whole year watching Chris. But by the time he had cleared his head and felt confident enough to make a move, the year was over then Chris was off to college. He had missed his opportunity. Well that wouldn’t happen again. This time Brad had a plan and Chris would be his. 

 

The plan was simple enough and had fallen into his lap completely by luck. Mr and Mrs. Walters were  going away and they were worried about leaving their little guy all by himself all summer so they had asked Brad’s parents to keep tabs on him, check on him and manage the money they had left him. Seizing his chance Brad had convinced his parents that it would be less embarrassing for Chris if they let him handle it. He told them that he would present it to Chris like they were just hanging out, he would even stay across the street for the summer. He promised that Chris would never know that he was actually babysitting him if he could help it. 

 

Brad had worried that he had taken things a step too far by using the b word but much to his surprise his parents had loved the idea. In fact they loved it so much that they even talked to Chris’s parents about it.  To Brad’s delight m they also loved the idea. Mr and Mrs Walters expressed so much relief that they didn’t have to leave their little boy all alone that they even agreed to pay Brad and give him the use of their spare car so he could take Chris places when needed. Brad couldn’t believe his luck. He was now Chris’s official babysitter. Chris was his and he had all summer to turn Chris into his perfect little boy. 

 

Brad had once again been struck by the luck of perfect timing when he had gone over to the Walters house the day before Chris came home. They had given him keys, a credit card and asked him to help Chris get a whole new summer wardrobe as most of his clothes had fallen victim to some kind of laundry accident while Chris was at school and doing his own wash. Brad had eagerly agreed and in a flash of inspiration had mentioned that his cousin had recently left in his family’s possession a huge bag of his old clothes to donate but he was sure they would fit Chris perfectly. The ever budget conscious Walters had been grateful and delighted at the opportunity to save money. Brad had not mentioned that his cousin Max had just turned 9 years old.  That didn’t matter Brad just knew that Chris would look great in his hand me downs. 

 

So Brad watched with anticipation as his neighbors car drove away and little Chris turned and went back into his house. He could barely contain his nervous energy as he gathered the giant bag of clothes and headed across the street. He paused trying to decide how best to proceed. Deciding it might work best to throw Chris off balance  just a bit Brad took out his new key and unlocked the door without knocking. After all, he was the man of the house now, why should he knock. 

 

Stepping through the door of the house he now considered his home for the summer Brad called out “ hello Chris, you here buddy. It’s Brad from across the street” he looked around waiting for a response. 

 

The response came almost immediately as Chris came skidding down the stairs in near panic “who…who is it, why are you in my house” 

 

It took a minute for Chris to register who Brad  was. Taking a deep breath he said “oh ah Brad it’s you. Why did you come over” he asked with some surprise in his voice.

 

“Hey Bud” Brad smiled, he walked over to the smaller boy and gave him a pat on the back making sure to show off his imposing height and the stark difference between them. Brad said “I know it’s been a while Christopher but usually we say hello when we see someone we know” he paused for affect and waited for his words sink in.

 

Much to his delight Chris slowly nodded at the gentle admonishment “Right, sorry…Hi Brad” he said softly then add “it’s been a while, I didn’t recognize you. You’re so big”

 

Brad chuckled “well you haven’t changed at all buddy, I’d know you anywhere” he reached out to ruffled the smaller boy’s hair.

 

Chris made no effort to resist the affectionate gesture as he he asked again “so why are you here”

 

Brad reluctantly pulled his hand away “oh didn’t your parents tell you? I offered to keep you company while they’re gone. I’m going to be staying here with you. Like a sleepover” 

 

Chris looked bewildered and nonplussed “what” he spluttered “oh no, that won’t be necessary. I mean it’s nice and all but I’m fine, I’m just going to hang out all summer.really, I’m fine”

 

Brad shook his head “sorry bud, a promise is a promise and I told your parents I’d stay with you. Anyway I think you might get pretty bored here all by yourself”

 

Chris looked unsure so Brad went in for the kill “anyway, your parents gave me these” he proudly held up the key ring they had given him with the house and car keys on it. “And this” he held up his credit card “so that I can help you out around here” 

 

Chris’s expression changed from confusion to horror “I don’t understand why did they give those to you… we never even talk about money” Chris seemed to realize. 

 

In a pleasant tone Brad said “your mom and dad said something about you not being able to drive because of car insurance” that wasn’t true, actually they said that they didn’t want Chris driving because he was too nervous and was never big enough to drive the car comfortably but he didn’t need to know that. 

 

Once Chris nodded reluctantly Brad continued in an almost apologetic tone “and they asked me to handle the money stuff because they said it was hard for you and you had some ummm spending problems while you were away”. This part was true.

 

Brad watched as Chris turned pink and gave a tiny embarrassed nod “yah I guess” he mumbled 

 

“So I think that means you’re stuck with me little buddy and that we’re going to have to work as a team. Do you think you can do that” Brad asked

 

Brad waited for Chris to give another reluctant nod  before he continued “okay, great well I think the first thing we need to figure out together is your clothing situation, your mom mentioned something about a problem with laundry and you needing almost a whole new wardrobe?”

 

“Ah… yah” Chris said sheepishly “used too much bleach I guess and everything was ruined so” he shrugged 

 

Brad smiled “well that’s okay no big deal, I’ll  just handle the laundry and as far as clothes I think we got lucky because my cousin just had a major growth spurt and I think all of his old stuff should fit you” he indicated the giant bag by his side.

 

“Oh” Chris said eyeing  “I thought I was going to to get all new clothes”

 

Brad shook his head “sorry buddy no, this whole arrangement with you being here and your parents being away all summer is going to be pretty expensive so this is a good way to save money. Anyway, you know how frugal your mom is. She loved this idea” he paused “should we go take a look” he motioned to the nearby sofa. He picked up his bag walked over to the sofa then took a seat waiting for Chris to follow.

 

Chris sighed before walking to the sofa and reluctantly taking a seat on the other side of the couch.

 

Brad smiled he opened the bag and started to pull out articles of clothing “there’s lots of stuff in here so you should be set for the whole summer” he said as he began pulling things out of the bag. 

 

Much to Brad’s delight the bag was full of brightly colored t-shirts and tank tops all emblazoned with popular cartoon characters. Each  t-shirt came with matching elastic waist shorts. These outfits would be appropriate for a little boy to wear as casual play clothing or pajamas but Brad had already decided that his little boy would wear them as his everyday clothes since they were all he had. 

 

Chris looked up at Brad in horror “ I can’t wear any of this, this stuff is for little kids”

 

Brad shrugged “well… yah, my cousin is 9 so these were his clothes last summer when he was 8 but…” Brad paused to hold up a shirt “everything will totally fit you, in fact they’re big enough for you to grow into” he said casually. 

 

Chris went wide eyed “no way man… I can’t, I won’t” he said in a paniced voice .

 

Brad fixed Chris with a calm look “sorry buddy but you will, like you said you don't have anything else and your mom already said we can’t go out and buy anything if there are perfectly good clothes right here so this is all you have” he motioned to the pile of clothes that now littered the sofa.

 

Chris opened his mouth like he wanted to say something, then having  no real response he simply nodded and closed his mouth. 

 

Brad smiled and he continued to pull clothes out of the bag “so we have plenty of shorts and shirts, there are a couple of fun hoodies that should fit and what’s this” he said out loud as his hand found a smaller bag inside the larger one. 

 

Brad pulled out a shopping bag and opened it up for them both to see.  The contents made Brad chuckle as Chris groaned. Inside the bag there had to be at least 5 large unopened bags or cartoon underroos all featuring different cartoon characters and brightly colored piping around the edges.  “Wow” Brad said “these are brand new, my aunt must have bought these right before Max’s last growth spurt but they’ll be totally fine for you”

 

Chris had a small spasm “Do I have to” he whined “can’t we just”

 

Brad cut him off “sorry buddy no, your mom was clear you’re to wear anything that fits” he gave the boy a sort look “and this will all fit” 

 

Chris looked like he was caught somewhere between tears and fury, Not wanting him to give into either Brad quickly stood up “okay well, I’m guessing you’ve been in those clothes for at least 2 days since you just got home and don’t have much else”

 

“Umm 3” Chris mumbled uncertainly “it’s been 3 days since I had to throw everything away”

 

“3 days” Brad said with an edge to his voice “you haven’t changed your clothes in 3 days, I’m guessing you haven’t showered since then either” he gave Chris a pointed look.

 

Chris looked down and shrugged “I guess not” he said in clear embarrassment “no point” he mumbled 

 

 Brad nodded decisively “well then we need to take care of that right now” at random he grabbed  a lime green shorts set that turned out to have Sponge Bob on it and then ripped open a bag of underwear he threw a red and white pair of cars themed briefs on the pile then handed everything to Chris.  “we can do a better job of coordinating tomorrow but for now you go shower and change and I’ll clean this up”

 

With a final huff Chris silently took the clothes and moved to obey knowing he had no choice.

 

Brad watched the little boy ascend the stairs before doing a silent happy dance and grinning ear to ear. 

 

 

[wetdiaper55]

Great start. I will love reading this

[Pierry Louys]

Brad is living his dream !!

[Jayjay616]

Eager to read more.  Brad taking Chris out in his new clothes for a trip to the park, to the barber for a little boy summer haircut maybe even daycare.

[wetdiaper55]

It will take a little bit to go from little boy to baby

[D503]

Great start. I wonder if Brad could've concocted the laundry accident.

[Eagle0769]

Good start sounds familiar.

Shower since when do little boys take showers Daddies give their

little boys baths.

[jmg1217]

Part 2

 

Brad quickly calmed down and set to work matching and folding each outfit. He paused to listen and he was sure he heard the shower go on Brad gathered all the clothes and headed upstairs. His first stop was to Chris’s bedroom. He had no qualms about entering without permission. He was in charge now and he could go where he wanted. He certainly wouldn’t be knocking on any doors. 

 

Entering the small bedroom Brad looked around. He was not at all happy with what he saw. This room was boring and bland and far too grownup. It didn’t reflect Chris’s personality or stage of development at all. Well they would have to change that, hopefully quickly. Not wanting to waste time he walked right over to the nearby dresser and quickly filled it with Chris’s new clothing. 

 

 Brad then decided that now was a great chance to move things forward just a bit. He went to the bathroom door where he could hear the shower still running. Without knocking  he walked right in “hey bud” he called out “doing okay in there?” 

 

Brad almost laughed out loud as he heard Chris splutter and even though no part of the boy was visibly he could picture him hunching over and covering g his privates “I… what are you doing, why are you in here” Chris asked in panic.

 

As if it was totally normal Brad simply stated “I’m here to get your dirty clothes and anyway I wanted to check on you. I’ve been calling your name but you couldn’t hear me though the door. From now on I think we should probably just leave doors open so we can hear each other okay buddy?” 

 

“What?” Chris called out in confusion “I… fine whatever, can you just go” he said in exasperation 

 

“Sure bud, I’ll see you downstairs” Brad said as he gathered Chris’s discarded clothing. He then left the room making sure to leave the door ajar. 

 

Brad smiled as he made his way downstairs. He went into the kitchen and immediately threw all of Chris’s dirty clothes away. Chris had so many nice new things now that he didn’t need his fake big boy clothes anymore.  Brad then went back to the sofa to wait for his little guy.

 

Chris let out a long breath as he turned off the shower. This summer was not going as he had planned. He thought he would get freedom and the whole house to himself but it seemed like he actually got an uninvited roommate on a power trip.

 

Chris didn’t know why he was surprised, his patents didn’t trust him. He had had to fight them tooth and nail to allow him to live away at college and even then they had insisted he stay local “just in case”. They were always saying that “we don’t want you driving just in case” or “ we’d rather take you shopping just in case” the list of things he wasn’t allowed to do even at his age was long and even though his parents denied it, Chris whole heartedly believed it was at least partially due to his size. Being small seemed to affect every aspect of his life from how he was treated to the clothes he could wear and he knew that the fact that he could be distracted and accident prone didn’t help either. 

 

It wasn’t even just his parents, everyone seemed to treat Chris like he was years younger than his actual age and now his parents had left and instead of leaving him in charge they had called the kid next door, a kid who was 3  years younger than him. Chris steeled himself, he was the adult here and he would prove that. He would find a way to prove that he could be trusted. With that thought Chris wrapped a towel around himself and headed to his room.

 

Once inside he closed the door and dropped his towel only to hear Brad call up in a calm clear voice “Christopher, what did we just say about closed doors”.

 

Chris scowled, was glad that Brad had called out instead of coming up the stairs, not only because he was naked but also because the spasm of frustration and foot he stomped did not make him look very grownup at all. 

 

Regaining his composure Chris went back to his door and yanked it open. He was rewarded with an immediate “thank you” from the first floor and he had to fight down  the response he longed to yell out.  Instead he stayed silent and turned to the pile of folded clothes on his bed. 

 

He couldn’t help but grimace as he looked at the outfit Brad had chosen for him. He looked at the smiling picture of SpongeBob on the shirt and he wanted to rip it up or burn it. It was clear that this outfit was in fact made for an 8 year old or someone even younger. The fact it would fit him and would maybe even be big was such an embarrassment he couldn’t even think about it. 

 

With a final sigh of resignation Chris picked up the cars underwear and leaned against his bed so he could pull the juvenile underwear into place. 

 

Refusing to acknowledge  that the underwear was the perfect size, Chris quickly grabbed the lime green shorts and pulled them on. The fact that these were hand me downs from an 8 year old  and the shorts fell past his knees wasn’t lost on Chris as he pulled on the matching t-shirt. Sadly Chris realized that Brad was right there was plenty of room for him to grow into these clothes, not that he would be growing anymore. 

 

Once again sighing in frustration Chris looked around. He realized that Brad hadn’t given him any socks. With that thought in mind he headed down stairs happy to at least be able to take control of something and point out a mistake Brad made for once.

 

As Chris bounded down the steps Brad was once again unable to keep the smile off his face. Chris looked every bit the perfect little boy “hey there bud, slow down” Brad said getting to his feet” 

 

Chris pulled up short at the bottom of the stairs “umm hi” he said in a nervous tone “you forgot  to give me socks” 

 

Brad looked at the tiny boy who still had water dripping from his hair and paused. He held up a finger to indicate that he would be right back. 

 

Confused and unsure of what was happening Chris just did as he was told and waited.

 

He didn’t have to wait long, Brad returned momentarily holding a fluffy towel which he  promptly dropped onto Chris’s head and started to rub vigorously “I think you brought half the shower down with you kiddo, you really need to do a better job drying off” 

 

 Chris squirmed trying to shrug the towel away “hey get off” came his muffled reply 

 

Brad chuckled and pulled the damp towel away “there much better, now what were you saying buddy”

 

Exasperated Chris said “socks, I need socks, you didn’t give me any” 

 

Brad eyed his boy sternly “watched the tone please buddy” he warned “that isn’t how we speak to our friends”  as he spoke he looked Chris right in the eyes and refused to break eye contact” 

 

Feeling the challenge Chris looked away first “fine sorry” he mumbled

 

Brad nodded “that’s a good boy and you’re right I totally forgot, last summer Max went through this phase where he just refused to wear socks” 

 

Chris stared at Brad trying to figure out what he was talking about and how this effected him.

 

Interpreting Chris’s look of confusion Brad continued “don’t worry he wears socks now but he spent pretty much the whole summer barefoot so I guess you will too” he said with a shrug 

 

“What! No…I can’t” Chris said in disbelief “I.. I need socks” he finished lamely

 

“No really” Brad said casually “it’s summer, it’s not like you’ll be cold. Plenty of little boys don’t ever wear shoes or socks, like I said Max didn't all summer” 

 

“But I’m not some little kid” Chris snapped “and I want to wear socks” he said unable to keep the whine out of his voice.

 

Brad rolled his eyes “well true I guess you’re not technically a little boy but you are kind of dressed like one, anyway, it’s not like you have a job or anything to dress up for and since I’m the one stuck doing all the laundry this will actually save me a lot of work so no socks end of discussion” Brad said with a note of finality in his voice 

 

Chris didn’t know what to do or say “I… but I can’t just stay barefoot all the time, what about when I go out” he asked with a note of defiance 

 

Brad smiled “oh it’s fine buddy, I put Max’s old summer shoes right by the door” he pointed to the hallway where he had placed a tiny pair of flip flops and a small pair a Cars themed clogs “see buddy those are all yours now. No need for socks and  you can just slip them on if we go anywhere but from now on, let’s just say, no shoes in the house. We can avoid messes that way since we need to do all the cleaning” 

 

Feeling totally trapped Chris seemed to tense “fine, whatever” he mumbled.

 

Brad put a calm but firm hand on Chris’s shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze “that seemed to be your favorite thing to say buddy but it’s kind of disrespectful, can you think of a better way to say it” he encouraged.

 

When Brad didn’t release him, Chris knew he had no choice but to answer if he wanted this to be over. He took a deep breath “I… sorry, I understand, no shoes or socks in the house” 

 

Brad nodded “that’s a good boy and I guess the rule is technically no shoes in the house, no socks at all but you get the gist” 

 

Chris looked like he wanted to say something angry instead shrugged off Brad’s hand, averted his eyes and looked down. Noticing something his head snapped back up “hey you’re wearing shoes and socks in the house” he said in an accusatory tone. 

 

Brad looked right into Chris’s eyes and firmly stated “well I have plenty of socks and you and your parents have all said that you are pretty accident prone” he let his words hang in the air until he got a nod. “since I think we both know that I’m going to be the one doing most of the cleaning I think the no shoes in the house rule only applies to you so does the open door rule” 

 

When Chris looked like he wanted to protest Brad held up a hand “look buddy, I just want to keep you safe, safety is my biggest priority and I think that since we are going to be living together all summer, we are just going to have to accept that there are going to be times, maybe lots of times where we have different rules because we need different things. Does that make sense?” Brad finished gently 

 

“Fine, whatever” Chris mumbled

 

“Christopher what did we just talk about” Brad admonished “care to try that again little guy”

 

Chris looked embarrassed “oh ah sorry… yes I won’t wear shoes in the house and it makes sense that we might have different rules sometimes I guess”

 

Brad smiled “good boy, now do you think that maybe we should have a talk about rules and expectations since we are going to be roomies all summer” 

 

Chris didn’t like this, he was feeling all trapped again but recognizing that he had no choice, he nodded “fi…sure” he corrected himself then sat back. Waiting for Brad to begin.

 

 

[Diaper-Mark]

hmm, summer day camp/day care for Chris?

[jmg1217]

Part 3

 

Noticing Chris’s clear anxiety Brad gave the boy a sympathetic look “I know this is a lot bud, but you really don’t need to worry, we’ll find a system that works for us and I promise this summer will be lots of fun okay?” He asked

 

Brad waited for Chris to give him a small nod before he continued “we just need to make sure that we are on the same page so there isn’t a lot of confusion and disagreeing, once we both agree on the rules we’ll know what to expect from each other”. Getting another nod Brad asked “can you remind me of the rules we’ve already talked about buddy” 

 

Chris paused biting his lip and brought his knees up to his chest then nervously started to play with his toes. Brad thought he would have to ask again but then Chris spoke in a small voice “no wearing socks and no shoes in the house” he paused as if waiting for Brad to validate his answer.

 

Brad nodded “exactly buddy no shoes inside” he made a minor correction “what else”

 

Not grasping the distinction in the words Chris continued “umm…no closed doors.. but umm what about when I have to use the bathroom” Chris asked unable to make eye contact, he couldn’t believe that he had to ask this question. He was 20 years old. 

 

Brad gave Chris’s knee a squeeze “no closed doors buddy, just in case, the door should always be cracked okay” 

 

Chris closed his eyes he hated the words just in case but reluctantly he nodded “what else” he asked.

 

Brad smiled “well buddy I think we both need to tell each other where we are going and what we are doing. For me that just means giving you a heads up but in your case you’ll need to ask me for permission to leave the house or go anywhere ”

 

This caught Chris off guard “what do you mean” he spluttered “I’m 3 years older than you, why do I need to ask you for permission” he practically yelled unable to keep himself calm.

 

“Christopher, watch the tone please, I’m not yelling at you” Brad admonished “and the truth is you will ask permission because I control your money. I decide if and when you get money at all… so that means I’m in charge, after all there are very few places you can go without money”

 

Brad watched as Chris’s face fell so he went in for the kill “and that means that you are going to be a very good little boy for me and do as your told is that clear buddy”

 

Chris almost looked scared as he nodded 

 

“Words please Christopher” Brad snapped 

 

Chris let out a quivering breath as he spoke “okay, I’ll ask permission and do as I’m told”  he mumbled 

 

Brad nodded “okay that’s a good boy, let’s make this easy, from now on you don’t leave the house without your shoes on and  you only put your shoes on with my permission. That way we won’t have any accidents or mistakes” 

 

Once again Chris nodded knowing he had no choice.Brad was good at closing loopholes.

 

Brad continued in a softer tone “look kiddo, we are kind of like a family now and in every family there has to be someone in charge, like a parent or a guardian, a head of the house. Someone who makes the decisions and takes care of things. That’s going to be my job. To take care of the house and you and make the decisions and your job is to obey. Does that make sense?”

 

Chris shrugged “I guess” he mumbled 

 

“You guess” Brad repeated “I don’t think there’s any guessing at all. If you can’t figure how to be a good boy and do as your told you’re going to have a very boring summer, being broke is no fun”

 

“Okay, fine” Chris gritted out “I’ll try to remember to…to obey and be good” he said in clear embarrassment 

 

Brad nodded “that’s great buddy and I promise that I’ll help you remember”  he paused “let’s see, we’ve cover “no shoes inside, no closing doors, asking permission to go out and doing as we are are told” Brad smiled “just a few more buddy”

 

 He waited for a tiny nod from Chris before he continued “your parents were very clear that they wanted me to help you maintain a healthy schedule this summer. That means keeping normal hours and not staying up all night”

 

Chris visibly winced, he had been having this fight with his parents for years. They hated when he stayed up late but had no real control while he was at school.  However, Chris already knew Brad would not be as easy to get around.

 

Brad chuckled “don’t look so worried Bud, I have a plan, it’s almost like a game. It will be fun”

 

Chris eyed Brad suspiciously. He highly doubted that they had the same definition of fun. “What are you going to make me do” he asked trying to keep his voice even. 

 

Brad had to fight down his smirk “here’s what we are going to do kiddo, from now on your bedtime is 8pm”

 

“What, no” came Chris’s immediate and visceral response.

 

Brad held up a hand to silence the boy “but here’s where the game part comes in. You will earn or loose time based on your behavior throughout  the day so good listening or being extra helpful can earn you 10 minutes but any naughtiness will loose 10 minutes”. He smiled “I have no problem letting a good boy stay up until 10 or 10:30 but… cranky little boys might get tucked in as early as 6:30. If you think about it, it’s actually totally up to you to behave or not” he ended with a shrug

 

“It’s not up to me” Chris spat, “you’re the one who gets to decide”

 

“Again, Watch your tone Christopher, I don’t want to warn you again, in fact I think that’s 10 minutes right there” he let his words fall

 

Brad watched as Chris fought his emotions, going from sad to angry and back to calm. Then he went on “But I want to be clear, you do get to choose because, you choose your behavior so you’re in total control”

 

Knowing he was beat, Chris chose to drop the subject “what else” he asked in a flat voice”

 

Brad bit his lip, other than bedtime the next rule was the one he was most excited about, he just had to play it right. “Well” he began “I can’t say I was exactly impressed with your hygiene earlier, first you couldn't even remember when your last shower was, then you admitted that you had been wearing  the same clothes for 3 days! By the way, they were so gross that I had to throw them in the trash” . He gave Chris a pointed look and was rewarded with a truly embarrassed little boy “and considering that you’re shower was far too quick, I doubt you got very clean.” he watched as the blush crept across his boys cheeks “ and you didn’t even dry yourself off” he concluded daring Chris to contradict him.

 

Chris couldn’t think of any response instead be became very interested in studying his toes.

 

“So” Brad went on “from now on, I am going to help you get ready for your showers and inspect you afterward to make sure that you’re nice and clean and dry. If I find that you aren't able to do a good enough job yourself, it’s totally fine but then I’ll take over and we will switch to baths. Frankly, that’s the direction I’m going in already but I figured you should get a chance to prove yourself” 

 

“NO!” Chris shouted as he looked at Brad in sheer panic “that isn’t happening!” He jumped to his feet “I’m not doing that” he huffed. The idea of showing Brad how underdeveloped he truly was was terrifying to Chris.

 

Brad jumped to his feet too which was a much more impressive feat. He stepped closer to Chris and pointed a finger right at him “you do not tell me no and you do not raise your voice to me little boy I’ve already made my decision and you will do as you’re told”

 

“No” Chris shouted in frustration as he lunged forward to push Brad as hard as he could.

 

Due to Brad’s superior size the push did nothing but annoy him. With lightning speed he sat down again and grabbed Chris’s arm. He swiftly pulled the tiny boy across his lap. 

 

Shocked Chris let out a shriek and started to flail and kick “let me gooo” he yelled.

 

Holding Chris in place with one hand brad easily used his other to pull the boy’s shorts and underwear down. Making sure to center t the boy in his lap Brad landed a stinging swat on his exposed bottom “that is enough Christopher” he said as he landed another swat “you do not get mad and push me, that’s very naughty and you do not tell me no” Brad emphasized his words with another blow. Chris continued to struggle as Brad said “you need to behave and do as your told, you need to obey” Brad continued to spank “ right now, you need to stop struggling and  calm your body”  

 

As if by command all the energy seemed to leave Chris’s body as the fight went out of him and him slumped in Brad's lap. Brad landed a final swat “are you ready to behave like a good boy for me” he asked in a calm voice as he started to rub Chris’s bottom . Brad watched as he got an almost imperceptible nod from the boy in his lap. Brad gave Chris’s bottom a tiny swat “words please little boy” 

 

 Chris sobbed as he squeaked out “I… I’ll be good, I'll obey please just stoppp”

 

Brad gave Chris bum another rub “that’s a good boy” he said as he pulled Chris’s shorts and underwear back in place and raised his arms to released his boy. 

 

Chris seemed to move in slow motion as he raised himself from Brad’s lap. Brad gently took hold of the little boy’s wrist so he could keep him close. When Chris refused to meet his eye Brad took hold of his chin and raised his face until their eyes met “I’m so sorry I had to do that kiddo but you can’t push people just because you’re upset that is not how my good little boy acts, is that clear”

 

Chris felt tears forming in his eyes as he tried to nod. He took a shuddering breath then the flood gates opened and he started to sob.

 

“Oh”Brad exclaimed  “oh no” he stroked the boys hair “ohh Baby I know, this so hard isn’t it he said stroking the boys cheek then pulling him in to sit on his lap. “I know baby, I know. It’s a lot, but it’s going to be okay, I promise Sweetheart” Brad dropped a kiss on Chris’s hair as he started to rock the little boy “just breathe Baby, you’re safe. I’m here and I’ll take care of you. I’ll take care of everything. I promise you’re my little boy now Baby and I love you. I love you so much” he said a he gave the boy another kiss. Brad continued to hold his boy until Chris’s sobs stopped and his breathing regulated. 

 

Brad gave Chris a small smile as cupped his face and wiped his tears away. The little boy could barely keep his eyes open. Brad dropped a kiss on Chris’s forehead “I think I have a sleepy little boy on my hands, that’s okay baby. You just close your eyes and have a little sleep. We can finish our talk after your nap”. Brad rubbed Chris’s back and continued to rock as his boy fell into a deep sleep.

 

Once he was sure Chris was a sleep Brad pulled the boy against his chest and stood. He was relieved when Chris didn’t stir. He bounced Chris just a bit as he carried him up the stairs to his bedroom and tucked him in to his bed. Chris mumbled softly as he was tucked in but Brad just stroked his hair “shh baby just sleep,Daddy’s here now my love, daddy will take care of everything” once Brad was sure the little boy was out again, he smoothed Chris’s hair a final time and dropped a final kiss on his hair. “Love you Baby” he whispered before leaving the room so his boy could nap in peace.

[Pierry Louys]

Interesting chapter !! Now let’s see what gonna happen when he wake up ! I sensing someone gonna wake wet and needing a daddy to hug a make his accident away !!!

[wetdiaper55]

I like reading this... more please

[Diaper-Mark]

I hope Christopher's saga continues over the summer.  an older little controlled by a younger person is one of my favorite themes.  (I'm only 2 inches taller than Christopher!)

[Jayjay616]

Will we see more? Please

[wetdiaper55]

More Please

[wetdiaper55]

Is there more to the story?

[Eagle0769]

Didn't remember this story so read it from the start.

I think it is great I hope you continue it and let us know

what some of the other rules are.

I want to know about giving his little boy his bath and if

Chris will have an accident while his sleeps so diapers might

become something new. 🙂

[mikeyw2001]

so happy to see something new from you! always love your stories!

[jmg1217]

Part 4

Brad left Chris’s bedroom making sure to leave the door cracked. Once in the hall he paused and took a breath. That hadn’t gone like he thought  at all, he smiles, it was so much better! Things were moving much quicker than expected. Chris’s reaction to the rules and his  behavior had saved Brad weeks of training and behavior modification and had cost Chris years of maturity. Brad was overjoyed, things were falling right into place.

 

Brad made his way downstairs and decided that he should make Chris some lunch for when the boy woke up from his nap. In the kitchen Brad hummed while he worked. He made Chris a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and even cut the crust off. He then added some grapes and a cut up apple to the plate. Brad couldn’t help but be pleased with himself as he observed his work, it looked like the perfect lunch for a little boy.

 

Once Brad finished preparing lunch for Chris. He quickly made himself a turkey sandwich and grabbed a coke from the fridge. He went into the living room to eat and wait. Brad wasn’t sure how long his little boy would nap for, he had looked pretty exhausted but Brad also figured he shouldn’t let him sleep for too long. Brad considered, if he didn’t wake on his own, Brad decided to wake Chris in an hour so it wouldn’t impact bedtime. That also  made Brad think. Before Chris woke up he had to decide how the earlier spanking would impact Chris’s bedtime. Chris had been very naughty so that should probably cost him a whole hour and as he had already lost 10 minutes it looked like the little boy would be getting tucked in at 6:50 that night. Brad nodded, that was good. It would be good for Chris to see that he was serious about the rules and wasn’t like he planned on letting Chris stay up until 8:00 anyway. That was far too late for his little boy. 7 seemed better but who knew maybe that was even too late. They would have to wait and see. 

 

Brad ate his lunch and made plans in his head for what would come next. He could only hope that Chris continued to be as malleable as he was proving to be that morning. It was almost like Chris wanted this. He wanted to be Brad’s little boy. That thought made Brad smile. 

 

Just as Brad finished his sandwich he heard the bed groan from up stairs. He could picture Chris sitting up, yawning and rubbing the sleep out of his little eyes before remembering what had happened. He wished he could see the look on the little boy’s as he processed what was going on. Right then Brad added a baby monitor to their shopping list.

 

Brad took a minute to listen to Chris before he stood up. “Showtime” he whispered to himself as he took his place at the bottom of the stairs. Brad waited until he heard the creak of Chris’s bedroom and the pitter patter of Chris’s bare feet in the hallway, it was then at then that he called up the stairs “freeze little boy”

 

Brad smiled as he heard Chris pause immediately, his boy was so obedient already. He was already halfway up the stairs when he heard Chris call out “Ah Brad?” In a confused  and nervous voice. 

 

Brad made sure to put on a stern look as he approached Chris “and just what are you doing out of bed little boy?” Brad asked with an edge to his voice 

 

Chris who had enough self preservation to know he had made a mistake took on an anxious expression and averted his eyes. Unsure of what else to do he became very interested in his toes and mumbled “sorry” in a low voice.

 

Satisfied, Brad gave a small smile . He reached out to grasp Chris’s chin stroking his cheek as he raised the little boy’s face to force eye contact “it’s okay baby” he said gently. “I know we haven’t talk about this yet but from now on the rule is that if you need to get up for any reason after I’ve put you to bed you’re to call me. I really don’t want you wandering around without me knowing, is that clear”

 

receiving only  a tiny nod Brad stroked Chris’s chin “words please Christopher” he gently admonished.

 

“I… I understand” Chris confirmed “I’ll call you from now on”

 

Brad released Chris’s chin and gently cupped his cheek “that’s a good boy” he praised before releasing the boy “now we should head downstairs, we need to finish our chat then it’s time for lunch.

 

Without a word Brad took Chris’s hand and lead him toward the stairs. Brad couldn’t help but be impressed that Chris remained silent and followed his lead without whining or complaining.

 

When the got to the stairs Brad stopped and released Chris’s hand “okay buddy hold the railing please and one step at a time please , just in case”

 

Chris nodded and took hold of the railing making sure to do as instructed.

 

When they reached the bottom of the steps Brad once again took hold of Chris’s hand and lead him to the sofa.Brad sat and wordlessly pulled Chris onto his lap pleased to again meet with no resistance from his little boy. He gave Chris a squeeze and dropped a kiss on his hair “did you have a good nap baby?”

 

Still sleepy from his nap Chris mumbled something and seemed to burrow into Brad.

 

Brad patted Chris’s back as he said “I know, you’re still a sleepy boy aren’t you” he positively cooed “but you slept for over an hour, we need to have lunch and finish our discussion okay baby” Brad asked gently.

 

Chris who seemed to be waking up a bit gave a small whine and pulled back stiffening “don’t call me that” he said almost defiantly. “I’m not a baby” 

 

Rolling his eyes Brad replied “I think we’ve already established that I’m in charge here and that means that I will call you whatever I like and I like calling you baby so that’s what I’m going to call you” Brad stated firmly.  Watching Chris’s resolve crumble he added more gently “and I don't want to have to have this discussion again, is that clear Baby” he asked as if challenging Chris to contradict him. Instead Chris averted his eyes and nodded and mumbled his agreement. “That’s a good boy” Brad smiled “my good boy” he added as he stroked Chris’s hair.