I want to take two Littles who are into each other and:
-Cage and pad them so they can't make stickies
-Tie big pacis in their mouths so they can't kiss or talk
-Lock thick mittens on their hands so they can't touch
-Put them in a playpen for a few hours of frustrating fun!
One reason I love being a Daddy: I can literally state any fantasy of mine--say, getting a kiddo high af, blasting his ears with mind-melting hypnosis, and watching as he struggles to do a basic word search or maze--and a dozen boys will be like "Yes! I'll do that!"
Preschool roleplay, except it's a bratty middle who's been dressed in toddler clothes and Pull-Ups, strapped into a chair, forced to drink countless sippy cups, and is not allowed up until he completes an entire children's activity book.😈
Dating vanillas is *weird*.
It's like, I'm not supposed to spoon-feed you at dinner?
Or put a pacifier in your mouth while we're watching TV?
Or rip off your boxers and tape a thick diaper on you when we go to bed?
It's weird, man.