Dorm Room Daddy 4: Swimming

"Did your episode end, Danny?" Kyle asked, looking up from his calculus textbook to eye the little boy sitting on a beanbag nearby.

"Yes, daddy." The boy dutifully mumbled. In truth, he was Kyle's age, though it was hard to remember that when Danny sat there in nothing but his Paw Patrol briefs. Kyle could not remember which of his friends had mentioned remembering his kid brother refusing to wear clothes for like a year, but it had been enough to seal Danny's fate. Now he only ever got dressed to leave the dorm room. There had been a couple weekends where Danny had gone from Friday afternoon to Monday morning wearing nothing but his underwear. He had become such a good little boy.

"Do you want to watch another episode?"

"Not really."

"Well, what should we do instead?" Kyle asked, closing his textbook. That could wait. With how early Danny went to bed, he had hours yet to do his schoolwork. "Oh, I know!" He stood up and went over to his closet, ignoring Danny's inquistive expression. "Let's go swimming!"

"Swimming?" Why did it always seem as if Daddy Kyle had some new torment for him?

"You do know how to swim, don't you, buddy?"

"Yeah." Danny pondered whether or not that was an invitation to tell Kyle about how he used to be a lifeguard.

"Well, just in case, I got you this." He held up a swim vest, Paw Patrol themed like nearly every gift he gave Danny now. "I don't" his voice failed him.

"What's the rule?"

"What Daddy says, goes." Danny mumbled.

"That's right. Go put your swimsuit on. Unless you need Daddy's help."

Determined to have at least a little maturity, Danny pulled on his orange swim trunks and dutifully reported to Kyle for what he thought of as his toddlerification. At least he had not been forced into Little Swimmers or something!

Shuddering at the thought of that, Danny held still as Kyle fed his arms through the inflatable sleeves before buckling the chest piece around him.

"Thank you, daddy." He mumbled as Kyle knelt and slipped Paw Patrol flip flops onto his feet.

"Be sure and hold my hand, Danny." Kyle said as he straightened, towering over the diminutive freshman. "We've got to walk all the way across campus to get to the pool." Danny immediately saw it for what it was: yet another opportunity to show him off in all his little boy glory.