"Just wet, Daddy." he tells him as he laid on the changing mat. Looking up at the ceiling while chewing on the rubber crystal. When asked if he needed to do number two, he shook his head. He did not need to do that.

"Tell daddy when you have to so I can change you, baby." he told him. Tearing the diaper tapes, he threw out the diaper, before sliding a fresh one under Ryker's hips. He took a warm wet wipe, and began to slowly, gently clean the boy's length and crotch off.

When told to tell when when he does, he nods his head. Laying still for him as he clean him. Though having him touching him between the legs did make him a little stiff and bit down hard on the rubber crystal.

Alistair chuckled gently, and ran his hand up Ryker's cock.

"Needy, baby?" he asked playfully.

He softly gasped as he ran his hand up his cock. Which stiffen up more and moans. "I-I just like Daddy touching me." he tells him.

"Do you want me to do anything, baby, or just change you?" he asked with a smile.

He looks at him and pants. "Please...touch me." he pleads. His cock now standing up but not leaking yet.

"Just touch you, sweetie? Like this?" he asked, stroking his hand up and down his length slowly. "If you cum, I'm going to make you cum in your new diaper, love."

He pants as he strokes his cock. His hand felt so good. Hearing that if here to cum, he was going to cum in his new diaper. "I-I don't fucking care!" he pants out. He was getting really turned on. "Just please keep touching me."

"Such a naughty little mouth." he chuckled, before stopping a moment, picking up a tube of lotion, and slickening his hands. "Hands and knees, baby."