Published: April 26th 2022, 6:12:12 am
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"Hey Robbie," said Rachel, guiding Robbie from the bottom of the stairs as Colt let the terrified big tot on toward the dining area. "Gosh, you're cute. Come on, let's get you to dinner."
"Is it really okay?" Robbie asked, twisting around to look at the seat of his blue jersey knit cotton sleeper and make sure his butt wasn't too poofy.
"You're fine, sweetie," said Rachel, rubbing his back as she led him forward with a light grip on his right arm. Robbie felt a little less intimidated being greeted by his brother Roger's girlfriend than he would facing his own dad or brothers.
With Colt's hands firmly on his shoulders and Rachel guiding his arms, he felt comforted, but the moment he caught sight of the dining table he tried to back away, and he realized the big disadvantage to his position - they had complete control of his movement. Even as he tried to dig in his heels, they led him forward, comforting and shushing him. Robbie thought he might end up at the kids table, but it was much worse.
"Th-th-that's a high chair!" Robbie squeaked, and Colt just said,
"You always eat in a high chair, Robbie. You should feel right at home with this."
"Aww, isn't that precious?" asked Roy, with a smirk, earning him a stern glance from his parents and an elbow in the ribs from Aunt Rosie, who stood up and walked over to the high chair.
"Oh, bring the boy here. I'll help! It's been too long." Then she shot a glance at Roy, "Although I can think of another young man who might just end up in here if he's not careful."
Roy blushed and shut his mouth immediately.
'Hehe- j-just kidding, little bro. It's allll yours."
Robbie soon found himself strapped into the large high chair with his aunt tying a bib about his neck. It was surreal.
"Oh, dear, look at him. Just like when he was two. Such a cutie, he was... is, still!
Colt stood on one side of the high chair while Aunt Rosie stood on the other.
"I always feed the tyke by hand. It's my job."
"Oh, but I'm his Auntie! I know just how the little stinker likes to be fed."
"I think he's be much more comfortable if I fed him..."
"You two had better stop," said Andy. "There will be no fighting in my house. This is Thanksgiving. Why don't you both feed him?"
Daddy and Aunt Rosie looked at each other, surprised, and both smiled.
"Yeah!"
"Sounds like a great idea!"
And so, Robbie found himself being fed double time by his boyfriend/Daddy and his aunt. Two spoons scooping up his pureed peas, his cranberry sauce, his mashed potatoes. Before he knew it, he was as stuffed as the turkey.
However, no one seemed to pay attention to Robbie's cries for mercy, because they were having too much fun with the baby. The whole family's attention was on adorable Robbie and Aunt Rosie's theatrics. Colt had to go over the top too just to keep up.
"Okay, baby boy, open up for Daddy. No more fussing now, unless you want a spanking in front of everyone..."
"N-no Daddy! No!"
Robbie suddenly jolted awake.
"Huh... whah?"
"Shhh, Robbie, you were only asleep," said Colt, smiling and kissing Robbie on the head.
"Unh... what time is it?"
"Almost time for din dins," said Daddy. "You must have been really tired because you conked right out after your bath..."
"I did?" asked Robbie, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. He was still feeling disorientated and the memories of his dream were still playing through his mind in bits and pieces. Colt was already up, however, and he wasted no time pulling off the covers to help his baby boy out of bed.
"Um... Robbie... baby... did you have a good dream?" asked Colt.
"Unh... I dunno... why do you ask?"
"You're really tending in that diaper... And... I'm betting when I change you, I'm gonna find more than pee-pee in there..."
"Daddyyy," whined Robbie, blushing and hiding his face. "Don't tease me! You know I just got put in a dry one..."
"Well, it's not dry anymore!" said Colt, reaching down and squishing the front of Robbie's diaper. Robbie was shocked to look down and see he was soaked and hard.
"Th-that's not," he stammered, but had nothing to follow up with.
"Not what? Not your diaper? So did you go and put someone else's on, silly boy? I don't think so..."
Robbie just blushed as Daddy laid him out and got the changing supplies ready, whistling a happy tune.
That's when a knock came on the door.
"Come in," called Colt before Robbie could even get a 'no' out of his mouth.
"Hey, guy -OH! Uh, heyyy..." said Roy, covering his eyes and looking away before glancing back at them.
"It's fine," said Colt, casually flipping out a wipe from the wipe dispenser. "I'm just changing the baby."
"Uh, ahem, yeah," said Roy, coughing awkwardly. "Uh, anyway, I wanted to apologize for getting a little too rowdy down there," he said, glancing down to Robbie. Robbie stared back like a deer in headlights, but Roy respectfully held his gaze, completely ignoring what was happening below Robbie's waist as Colt wiped the boy clean and prepared another diaper with *fluff* *fluff* *crinkle*
"We square, lil bro?"
"Y-yeah," croaked Robbie, wishing this change would be over soon.
"Good," said Roy, taking a few hesitant steps forward and Ruffling Robbie's hair. He seemed to relax as he did this, and let out a chuckle.
"I gotta admit," he said. "I was a little surprised to hear that you chose this lifestyle, but..." he looked up to Colt, then back down to Robbie. "I think it suits you."
Robbie's eyes went wide as his face went completely red to the ears. "Th-thank you," he managed to choke out, always having been taught to be polite.
"You're welcome... And thank you," he said, turning to Colt. Colt stopped mid-motion, his hands holding the fresh diaper open as he prepared to switch it out for Robbie's current one under his butt.
"For what?" asked Colt.
"For loving my baby brother... and taking care of him. Anyway... see you two at dinner. Don't take too long or I'll eat up all the cranberry sauce before you get any!"
Roy flashed them a cool smile and a little point with the finger cocking his thumb before he left, closing the door behind him.
"Well, your family seems to be taking things well," said Colt.
"Yeah... Roy was actually n-nice," said Robbie, as if this was not a normal event.
"Well, they're all nice, as far as I can tell," said Colt. "Let's get you downstairs so we can eat some turkey as a family."
"Yeah, sure, I-" Robbie, stopped mid-sentence as he looked back at Colt.
"What's a matter, Robbie? You look like you've seen a ghost. I was just going to ask which one you wanted to wear." Colt held up Robbie's space sleeper in one hand and a blue footed jersey knit sleeper in the other...