The next time Kurt went over to Trent's apartment for a play date, Daddy scooped him up beforehand and set him on the changing table. Kurt looked up at him in confusion. "I didn't make peepees, Daddy." He promised him. He had just received a change less than twenty minutes ago and even if he wanted to, he didn't think he could go again so soon. Yet here he was, staring up at the decals on the ceiling of his nursery as Daddy unfastened his diaper and lifted his legs up in the air.

"I know, sweetheart. We're just going to play a secret game while you're over at Trent's place." Daddy replied, rubbing his bottom with a gentle hand. "Remember how much fun you had with Daddy's toys the other day?"

Kurt nodded, the memory sending a tingle through his whole body. His face heated up slightly and wondered if Daddy was going to make him feel that way again.

"Daddy bought other toys." He said, winking like it confidential information. "And we're going to play a game with them."

"What kind of game?" He asked curiously, cocking his head to the side.

"A secret game that nobody except you and I can know about. If anybody else finds out, it won't be our secret anymore, okay?"

"Not even Trent?" Kurt asked.

"Not even Trent. And if you can keep it a secret the whole time, Daddy will give you a prize."

Oh…a prize. Well when Daddy said that, Kurt stopped his questions, having all the information he needed. He squirmed excitedly, trying to imagine what the prize could possibly be. Maybe it was going to be the next addition for his Bratz house or a box of cookies or maybe another friend for his kitty. He couldn't wait.

A slick finger probing his backside brought him back into reality. He wiggled, letting out a short whine as the digit entered him and twisted. Daddy brought a hand up to his thigh and rubbed in an effort to relax his tensing muscles. "Just stay still, baby. Everything will be fine." He cooed.

Kurt took a deep breath and tried to loosen his muscles as Daddy stuck a second finger up his bottom. Almost as soon as he put it up there, both fingers came out and were instantly replaced with a hard, slippery, object. Once it was all the way in, Kurt clenched around it and whined. "What is it?"

"A new toy." Daddy smiled as he taped his diaper back up around his waist and helped him into his clothes. Daddy then took something off of the dresser and stuck it in his pocket. "You ready to go?"

Kurt nodded and took his hand while they crossed the hall to Trent's apartment. The boy sat on the carpet waiting for him, his toys already taking up a majority of the living room floor. Kurt beamed and hurried over, taking a seat across from him.

"Where's Sebastian?" Kurt asked as he started combing a Barbie's hair.

Trent giggled mischievously. "He's still napping in the nursery." He looked around and leaned forward. "He went into subspace this morning."

Kurt's eyes widened in amazement. Subspace was the nirvana. Sure Kurt had no problem maintaining the mindset of a toddler, but even for a fully committed baby, complete subspace was hard to achieve. "Sebastian? But how? There's no way he would willingly go…"

Trent shrugged. "Papa told me that they still don't know what his trigger is. He just woke up like that."

Kurt gaped. "Can we see him?"

"Daddy will probably bring him out once he wakes up from his nap."

Kurt nodded and brushed a little harder at his doll's hair, feeling a bit jealous that Sebastian had been able to reach subspace. He had been with Daddy for months now and it had only occurred once. What made Bassy so much better at it? He didn't even want to be a baby. In the kitchen, Uncle Jeff and Uncle Nick were whispering excitedly about something and Kurt craned his neck, wondering what was going on. Uncle Nick had the happiest expression that Kurt had ever seen on him and even Uncle Jeff, who kept his smiles short and sweet, was grinning from ear to ear. Had they won the lottery? Or found buried treasure?

After twenty minutes or so, Daddy called them into the kitchen for snack time and Kurt clambered onto one of the booster seats eagerly. Uncle Nick may have been a bit of a health nut, but he and Jeff always made the yummiest snacks, not that he'd ever tell Daddy that. Today was something called ants on a log, which made Kurt make a face at first, but then when he saw that it was just celery and peanut butter with raisins, he laughed and ate five.

Halfway through their snack, the sound of whining traveled down from the hallway and both Nick and Jeff jumped up at the same time. "I'll get him." Nick said, and Jeff sat back down again, looking somewhat disappointed. Nick grinned and ruffled his hair before rushing down the hall.

Five minutes later, he returned with a sleepy Sebastian in his arms. The boy sucked lazily on his pacifier and hugged Froggy tightly, his arms linked around Nick's neck.

"Somebody had a very wet diaper, yes he did." Nick crooned as he set Sebastian in one of the highchairs and buckled him in. Sebastian reached out to him and Nick took his hands, kissing the palms. "Daddy's just going to make you something to eat, okay darling?" He cooed in a baby voice. He grabbed a spoon and opened up a chocolate pudding while Jeff filled a bottle with milk. Kurt watched in fascination as the two daddies proceeded to dote on the boy, cooing and kissing as though they'd never seen a baby in their entire life. Nick smiled and spooned pudding into his mouth, chuckling when some got on his face or his bib. Jeff draped himself over the back, keeping Sebastian entertained with silly faces.

"This is weird." Kurt whispered to Trent as Sebastian giggled, eating pudding off of his fingers.

"Daddy and Papa always get like this when Bassy spaces. They go crazy and spoil him. It's totally not fair." Trent huffed. "Why does he get to have pudding?"

"Hush, Trent. Finish your snack." Jeff told him as he wiped Sebastian's face and hands with a washcloth.

"Daddy." Sebastian reached out to Nick, who practically glowed.

"What is it baby? Does someone want to play with Daddy? I think he does." Nick cooed, picking him up out of the highchair and taking him to the living room. Trent and Kurt watched jealously from the table as they finished their snacks, washed their hands, and returned to their toys where Nick and Sebastian were now building with the oversized Mega Blocks.

Usually, Sebastian's creations were works of art. Large, complex structures with furniture and moving parts and all sorts of cool features, but now he sat in Nick's lap struggling to make even the most basic square. Nevertheless, Nick clapped and cooed and squeezed him, making him giggle and clap his own hands.

Kurt's observing was suddenly interrupted by a very strange sensation coming from deep inside. He looked down in surprised and realized that with all of the Bassy excitement, he had completely forgotten about the thing Daddy had put in him and it was now starting to vibrate. The good feelings that came around during his and Daddy's special playtime began to wash through his body again and he blushed at the feeling of his willy pressing up against his diaper. He turned towards the kitchen, wondering if Daddy was aware of what was happening and found him standing in the doorway, smirking in a way that Kurt had never seen before. He got to his knees and twitched as the vibrations rubbed his insides. Daddy winked at him and flashed him the item he'd put in his pocket. Kurt's eyes widened. Was that little black thing in Daddy's hand causing this? But why?

"Kurt?"

Kurt looked back at Trent, who watched him strangely. "You okay?"

"Fine." He nodded, his voice cracking a little. "Where were we?"

"Brittany and Santana were going to mall with Daddy." Trent said, holding up one of the brunet Bratz dolls. Kurt nodded and tried to focus on the story, making the Bratz doll with the curly black hair kiss the Bratz baby. At that time, the vibrations in his bottom increased, making Kurt involuntarily push his butt up into the air as the powerful sensation overtook him. Trent stopped what he was doing to stare in confusion as Kurt whined and uncontrollably rubbed his crotch against the floor, his face turning red.

Behind him, he heard Daddy choke back a laugh and almost immediately after the vibrations lessened a bit. Kurt panted, blood rushing to his cheeks as everyone stared at him, even Nick and Sebastian.

"Are…you okay?" Trent asked him.

Kurt swallowed and nodded. "I'm fine. Let's just keep going."

For a while Kurt managed to maintain composure, even when Daddy intensified the vibrations, making him squirm and sweat before taking pity on him and turning them back down. For a while even Sebastian joined them, but unable to keep up with the story line, Trent soon got frustrated so Nick took him over to the couch for a story.

"Daddy." Sebastian gurgled around his pacifier, his eyes bright.

"Did you like the book, Bassy boo?" Nick smiled.

The younger boy laughed and smiled, nodding. He got up and toddled back over to Trent and Kurt, watching for a moment before sitting down and grabbing one of the dolls.

"Sebastian! Stop!" Trent whined. "You're messing everything up!" He took the doll back and reposed it, pushing Sebastian's hand away when he tried to reach for it again.

That of course sent Sebastian into a round of tears that had both dads running into the living room. Jeff got there first and scooped Sebastian into his arms, bouncing him a little. "Poor baby. The big boys don't want you playing with them, huh? That's okay. We'll have lots of fun on our own." Jeff crooned, rubbing his back. He reached down to pat his diapers and stopped, grabbing a handful of cushioning. "First, let's get you a diapey change. How's that sound, Bassy-boo?"

"I'll go make him a bottle." Nick volunteered, hurrying to the kitchen.

"I'm going to get the furniture out of my room. I'll be right back." Trent told Kurt. He got up and scurried out, leaving Kurt alone with Daddy for the first time since they arrived. Kurt was expecting Daddy to do something, but the buzzing still came as a surprise when Daddy turned the toy up to what felt like the highest setting. Kurt instantly doubled over, whimpering as his willy strained against its soft prison. Sparks of pleasure shot through him, making his body jerk and twist like some sort of seizure. He whimpered, sweat forming on his brow as he looked up at Daddy pleadingly.

"Come here, darling." Daddy smiled, patting his lap. Kurt crawled over to him as fast as he could and was picked up, only to be placed on Daddy's leg with his crotch pressing right into the man's thigh. He couldn't stop himself. The pressure felt so good that Kurt immediately began to grind his groin down into Daddy's muscular leg. He was rewarded with an even more pleasurable feeling that had him speeding up. Small whimpers escaped his mouth and his face burned and the fear that Trent or somebody else would walk in at any minute on this scene. He felt Daddy's hand on his backside, feeling for the base of the vibrator and once he found it, he pushed it in further, right into his prostate. Kurt let out a cry and began to hump Daddy's leg in earnest, bouncing eagerly and letting out short moans until he exploded into the front of his diaper with a final cry. As he came down from the high, Kurt gave a few more lazy rubs but was spent for the most part. He slumped against Daddy, resting his head on the man's broad shoulder. He felt the vibrations die out completely and then Daddy stroked his hair.

"What did you think of your prize?" He whispered.

Kurt hated to say it, but it was better than a Bratz doll any day.