Diapered Boyfriend Novels & Stories

Zach asks, I just roll my eyes at him, he's not babysitting me, I don't need a babysitter. "No Matty is my boyfriend" I tell him with a pout. "He can be your boyfriend, don't be stupid. Your mate is James" Zach says like I'm stupid, I rolled my eyes at him again, he's the stupid one not me. "He's my boyfriend, James is my daddy" I tell him with another eyes rolling.

Am I right? Back inside the My Dream Boyfriend app, I’ve always been a high-maintenance, nearly vain BF. But, as you can imagine, I’ve had to do away with most creature comforts since I was banished to the Dark Ages. Just to give you an idea, I have absolutely no wi-fi, no Nextflix, no digital running water, no penicillin or tetanus shots. OK. I think you get the point and stopped at wi-fi.

His touches were smooth and arousing her senses, his chef's hands were definitely not just good enough for the kitchen, it was good enough to keep her begging him to fondle her in every way he could. A faint smile curved on her lips, if only Nathan was not such a serious guy off the bed, he would've made the perfect boyfriend that she might consider to keep for a long term relationship. She wondered if someone like Nathan would ever settle to be a 'fuck buddy' if she ever fell ill on courting him. But he was good enough for now, after all, she can smell the breakfast he was making for her right outside the door. And she had never dated anyone who could do that before.

Not to mention, that smile on his face too is gone as he returns to the trolley with a cold expression though every time he puts an item inside he’d touch my baby bump and rubs it gently for a few seconds. “Hi.” Fangirl number three now, and I’m sure he’s going to turn towards me again to subtly drop the hint that he is not available. “Are you free after this? Wanna get coffee?” “He has a boyfriend,” I interrupt from behind to which she instantly turns around to discover who’s the person that dropped the bomb. “He has a boyfriend.” I repeat and this time he narrows his eyes at me to which I innocently smile, continuing my lies, “My bestie already has a boyfriend, sorry.”

"Why's the ...why's the writeup can I be your lover? and.. I mean I love it it's beautiful, it's just that... usually it's can I be your boyfriend or whatever?", I stuttered. He chuckled and held my hand and stroked it softly. "Charlie... boyfriend sounds like we're kids, I'm hitting 30, I don't think I need a boyfriend, I need you as my lover, my partner, I really do". Mind you, I'm still confused and trying to wrap my hands around all of this, cuz I can't believe it, I'm thinking it's some kind of prank honestly

“You were incredible.” “Yeah?” His hands fisted in my jacket. “You proud of me?” “So fucking proud.” I kissed him hard, not caring if someone walked by. “My boyfriend, the Co-Director. Very impressive.” “Boyfriend sounds so juvenile.” His mouth curved against mine. “Need a better title.” “Partner?” “Closer.” He nipped my bottom lip. “But I was thinking more like ‘person Nikolai’s disgustingly in love with.’” “Bit of a mouthful.”

What changed in the last 10 hours? Three minutes passed before I got another reply. T: Aubrey F: Knox That's beside the point. Why a fake boyfriend? What is the ad exactly? I rolled my eyes at his reply but decided to ignore the comment. T: Knox F: Aubrey I need someone to pose as my fake boyfriend for my family over Christmas. Just one week and after that we part ways and I give you two grand for agreeing to it. After hitting send I leaned back in my couch, suddenly feeling nervous. What if he did change his mind and would do this for me? I wasn't even quite sure we'd even get along. We already snapped at each other earlier. What would happen if we spent a week together?

" I wanna be your boyfriend for longer than you imagine, being your boyfriend for a day is just torture." " Do you mean that?" " Certainly, I'm hoping for the rest of our lives - three years for dating and then we get married and have cute little me and you's everywhere!" He said and I laughed as I pulled him for an embrace. " I love you Victorya and yes, I wanna be your boyfriend for LONGER than you can imagine." " And if Imagine four hundred years?" " You got it, babe," he said before he lifted me and wrapped my legs around his waist as he pulled me in for a maddening make-out session.

When John Blake, my childhood friend, rushed into my office, I was still organizing the mess of documents on my table. “Yggdra, what on earth are you trying to pull?” I scowled and looked at my childhood friend of more than twenty years and felt frustrated. “What’s gotten you acting like a lunatic again?” Soon, I understood the reason behind his rage. William Lane, my boyfriend, had come in with a crying Claire Stone. Claire was our new assistant.

"Oh, I'm sorry that I'm not pretty enough for you, is that why you left me in the cabin stranded?" I glared at him, folding my hands around my chest. "No, that's not…" "Babe, what are you doing outside?" I heard Hanna's voice from out the hallway before I saw her. "Oh, I see you've met each other." Hannah said. "You know him?" I frowned. "Yes, this is my boyfriend, Colleen and Collen, my roommate, Allison." She smiled I blinked, trying to make sense of what she'd just said. "Nice to meet you,"