Bad Baby Boy, I Love You. ((For AngelicImpurity))
 

Even is a smart, strong, kind, and handsome thirty-five year old man. He stood at 6'9", had brown hair with the pepper effect going on the side. His eyes were a earthy brown color, and his face covered in stubble. He usually wear polo shirts and fitting jeans. He is a well known handy and can build anything with wood. He was comfortable with his life until the day he met a young lad who stolen his heart.

When their relationship started they were close and romantic with one another. Finding the other male to be so cute and lovable. As time went on however, things started to change. The younger male was starting to act out more, trying to push his buttons and sometimes drive him nuts. Yet no matter what he remained calmed and be the bigger man, but one day he gets a call from his lover who was at the police station and needed help.

It turns out he had went outside the city limits and crashed a wild party that went off the handle. There was a lot of underage drinking, drugs being used and someone OD and they what let him to be caught. He of course goes to the station and bails him out. But he had a very stern look on his face. He dragged him out by the ear and tot he car, driving him back to their one story house in the suburbs.

Once there he dragged him tot he living him and had him sit on the couch. "I can not believe that you were foolish enough to go to a place like that. Did you drink or use any drugs? Do you feel strange at all?" he asked. Even though the officer said that he was clean, he wanted to make sure. "What made you think that going to a place like that was a good idea?" he asked in a stern voice.

Tyler, flustered as can be, looked at him with a pout! "It was just a party for me. Friends told me that it was going down, and I went for a good time..." he huffed.

"How was I supposed to know it would go so bad?"

"Usually parties like those end badly and I don't like the 'friends' you hang out with either." he tells him. "I wonder if you even listen to me." he said, thinking out loud. "Will, since you won't listen to me with words." he paused and grabs Tyler. Stripping him every inch of clothes he had til he was bare naked. Then places him over his lap. "Maybe this shall make you listen." he said. With that he raised a hand and smacks his bottom hard right in the center.

Tyler gasped cutely as his body was stripped bare, before the fox yelped as his ass was slapped. "OUCH! That hurt!"

"That's the point." he tells him, giving him another hard smack on the right cheek. "You have been acting like a big bratty baby as of late and I am tired of it." he tells him. "In fact, if you want to act that way then fine. I shall treat you that way." he tells him as he spanks him cheek to cheek, sit spot to sit spot. "Until you can prove to me you can behave like a good boy, you will be treated as a baby." he tells him. "Also to remind you you will be scheduled to be spanked three times a day. One int he morning, one in the after noon and one before bedtime." he informs him. "But this one does not count as one of them. You will be spanked if you act up." he tells him in a stern voice.

"Ow! Owwie! That's not fair!" he yelped to him, reaching a hand back to try and defend his ass.

"Well that's to bad." he tells him. As he reached back to protect his behind. He grabs it and pins it to his back. "You have given me one to many heart attacks. It because of you my hair is peppered." he tells him. Watching his bottom change from pale to pink.

The boy yelped and kicked his legs, trying desperately to squirm away from the slaps.

He pinned both of his legs down with one of his big legs and continued to spank. Now changing from pink to red.

The boy was crying at that point, his poor tushie aching under his hand.

Once the boy's bottom was crimson red, he stops. He then laid him on the couch on his stomach. "Wait here." he said. Leaving the room for a few more minutes before he comes back with a peeled ginger root. He spreads his cheeks and shove the long thick root into his hole. "It's going to stay in there for a few minutes. Try to push it out or rub your bottom and it;s only to get worse for you." he tells him in a stern voice.

Tyler was crying his little eyes out. When the root was inserted, and started to burn, he wailed heartbreakingly.

He listens to his lover cry and it made him sad on the inside, but he was doing this for his own good. While he was thinking of his actions. He left the room once more and came back with a bag. He puts the items of the bag on to the coffee table. Which were wipes, powder, and diapers that would fit him nicely. He waits for another five minutes before he pulls out the root. "I hope you are learning a lesson." he tells him. "Because you have no idea how much I love and care for you." he tells him. "Now lay on your back. It's time we put you in your underwear for awhile." he said.

"Is... Is not fair!" the boy sobbed to him pitifully, covering his crotch to protect it from the diapers.

"Life is sometimes unfair. If you want to behave like a little kid then you are going to be treated as such." he tells him. Moving his hands away from his junk and laid him on the couch. From there he places the diaper under him. Then he wipes him clean before applying the powder on. Once he was fresh and clean, he tapes up the diaper. "There. Now you are to remain in diapers til I say so and you are no longer allowed to use the toilet. Since you are wearing it." he tells him. He then picks him up and hold him in his arms. Cradling him like a baby.

The agitated boy tried to squirm free, upset with his lover.

He had an iron grip on his smaller lover, but made sure not to hurt him. "Time to calm the fussy baby." he said. Carrying him to the kitchen and with him still in his arm, he manages to get a bottle ready for him. Filled it with warm milk and presses the nipple against his lips.

The boy tried to squirm his face away from the bottle. "Nuh! D-Dammit, this is humiliating!"

"Don't think I won't turn you over my knee again." he tells him. "Either drink your milk like a good baby or I paddle your backside til it's a plum." he warns him.

The boy whimpered at him, and pouted sourly. This wasn't fair!

"You brought this upon yourself." he tells him. "If you behave like a brat you are going to be treated like a brat." he tells him. "Now open up for the bottle." he said with a smile on his face as he pressed the nipple of the bottle to his lips.

The boy pouted, and annoyedly let the bottle's nipple into his mouth.

As he drinks the milk there was a sweet and nutty taste to it. "See, not bad right?" he asked with a gentle smile. He starts to gently rock him as he tilted the bottle to make it easy for him to drink.

The pouty boy drank the milk. Appreciating the taste, but still moody.

He continued to hold him until he was done with his drink. Afterwards he held him up and place his chin on his shoulder. Patting him on the back, trying to burp him.

Tyler's cheeks burned, and he tried to squirm away. "What are you doing?" he yipped at him.

"Well after each feeding you got to burp the baby." he tells him. "Otherwise they will have a tummy ache and be more crabby and you are crabby as it is." he tells him.

"This is insane!" he snapped at him moodily.

"Hush little baby." he said in a gentle tone. "I know you are just a cranky little furball. Then sooner you burp the sooner we can put you down for a nap." he tells him.

Tyler, for all his attempts to not, did succumb, and burped as the man intended.

Once he heard him burp. He smiles and kisses him on the cheek. "Good baby." he praised him. Then he stands with him in his arms. He carries him down the hall to a small room that was not being used before until now. Inside the once bare room was now a small nursery. That had things that were perfect size for him. From a crib to a changing table. He laid him on the chaining table and moves to the closet where baby clothes were hanged. "Now then. Lets get you change into something more comfy." he said. Pulling out a pastel blue onesie.

Tyler pouted, and grumbled,and crossed his arms angrily!

He uncross his arms and strips him whatever remained of hsi normal clothes before he places him in the onesie. Which snapped between the legs. It also had a teddy bear on the front. "You look so cute." he said with a smile on his face. Picking him up and places him int he crib. Tucking him in and placed a stuff fox toy next to him. "You are rather cranky and a nap will do you wonders." he said. He then turns on the baby monitor Before leaning down and kiss him on the tip of his nose. "Be good now. I love you." he said in a gentle voice before he left the room.

The boy, annoyed as all get out, laid there, trying not to fume.

He went back to the living room and sat there as he listens to the baby monitor.

The grumpy boy tossed and turned, incredibly uncomfortable in the crib.

He listens to him move around and goes check on him. "Having a hard time sleeping?" he asked in a gentle and caring tone.

The boy pouted at him heavily. "What do you think?" he grumbled to him snippily.

He chuckles and walks over tot he crib. "Well you got no one to blame but yourself." he tells him. "How about I read you a bedtime story."

The boy glared at him, and refused to look at him further.