Having just woke up Shane lay on the bed collecting his thoughts, the best thought of all was it was Saturday which meant no school.


His next thought turned to his rumbling tummy, in fact his tummy never seemed to stop rumbling these days. He turned to look at Nathan, his best friend was dead to the world, recently it was getting more and more difficult to get him out of bed and motivated. Shane mentally shrugged and thought “it’s probably his age, he is getting old now, he is thirteen”. Shane smiled to himself.


He looked towards the window to weigh up the prospects were for a wild day out on the bikes exploring, he was disappointed, and it looked cold and very wet outside. So there was only one thing to do, leave Nathan dead to the world and head for his second favorite place in the house, the kitchen. His most favorite place being the bedroom and to be more specific the bed.


Shane placed a little peck on Nathans cheek which did not raise any response as the older boy was soundly asleep. Shane them fumbled under the sheets and found the front of the older boy’s pajamas where he felt the presence of the teenage boner. Nathan seemed to be a permanent boner these days. “His age”, Shane pondered again.


Shane swung his legs out of the warm comfortable bed and padded off down the hallway in his quest for foooooood. He felt the soft fabric of his plastic pants rub against the inside of his thighs, he had considered taking off the wet nappy but for some reason he preferred to keep it on.


Just as he neared the kitchen the familiar smell of fresh coffee and warming croissants confirmed that the Colonel was as usual up first and making breakfast. Shane enjoyed these early Saturday mornings when for a few hours he could expect the undivided attention of the Colonel. The other boys on a Saturday rarely appeared from their beds much before twelve o'clock so it was just him and the boss.


Shane found the Colonel in a familiar state still wearing his dressing gown, reading a book and enjoying what was probably his second or third cup of coffee of the morning.


The man looked up as Shane entered the room. “Morning trouble” said the Colonel.


Shane wrapped his arms around the strong neck of his guardian and owner, giving him a wet good morning kiss.


I suspect you are hunting for rations” said the Colonel. “I would prefer some breakfast” replied the boy.


They both headed for the kitchen proper and as was the ritual the Colonel lifted up the boy and sat him on the kitchen worktop so that they could commence their ritual Saturday morning chat.


Shane sat swinging his legs watching the Colonel select two fresh croissants and place them under the grill. Shane’s swinging legs brought the Colonels attention to the crinkling sound of the plastic pants the boy was wearing.


The Colonel placed his hands on the worktop on either side of the boy and looked intently at the face of young boy. “Wet or dry?” Asked the Colonel. Shane feigned embarrassment and said “sorry wet again”.


The man pursed his lips and thought for a short while, “well young man you are nearly ten and you are still having problems at night, you have not had a dry night in over a month. I think we shall go and see Dr. Peter and ask him to have a look at you eh?”


The prospect of having the doctor quiz him about his bed wetting made Shane feel a little uncomfortable. He stuttered “er ah OK...”


Maybe we can go after breakfast I don’t think the rest of the house is going to awake any time soon” said the Colonel. The man ran his fingers through the soft hair of the young boy and placed a gentle kiss on his forehead.


Shane was determined not to let the prospect of a visit to the doctor spoil his morning.


He then chirped up “milky coffee please.” “Yes I know” said the Colonel.


From the aroma now filling the kitchen the croissants where ready. The Colonel prepared Shane’s favorite milky coffee which was poured into Shane’s own personal mug, which had a cartoon of a doggy on it.


The Colonel lifted his little favorite off of the worktop so that they could retire to the kitchen table to continue their morning chat.


Shane loaded his croissants with an extra load of butter and a good dollop of jam. It was possibly the best meal of the week for him, his favorite food (with no veggies!) a delicious milky coffee and the undivided attention of the man he loved and admired like a god.


The Colonel sat opposite the young boy with his elbows on the table cradling his coffee cup. He watched the young boy relish his food and smiled as he had to hand Shane a napkin to remove the large smear of jam which was spread across his face.


The Colonel broke the silence “so what’s new, we have not had the chance to chat all week”.


The boy tilted his head and looked at the ceiling in thought then quickly responded. “Something really smart happened last night” Shane’s voice was rapid and excited. “I was playing with Nathans willy and kissing it (Shane’s name for oral sex) and Nathan went all wiggly and gasped like mad and had a huge howgasm”.


The man nodded “so what’s new, you two are always at it”.


No you don’t understand” said Shane in exasperation, “Nathan put some salty wee in my mouth, just a little tiny bit from the end of his willy”.


The man beamed “aha sounds like your friend is growing up quickly, that was his first wet orgasm”. The Colonel has noticed how Nathan had developed over the last few weeks. Nathans testicles had definitely grown larger and hung that little lower, puberty had set in, but there was no sign yet of any hair in that region.


Shane then added “he went wild, 15 minutes later we were at it again in fact we made 'lovey dovey' four times last night, my bum is a bit sore this morning”.


The Colonel laughed, “I am afraid you sleep with a sex monster now, it’s what happens when a boy’s body changes so quickly, the important thing is he making you feel good also?”


Shane went to the immediate defense of his lover “Yeah, he does let me cum but he seems to go a bit crazy though”.


The Colonel noticed the discomfort in the young boy and added “Does he ask too much of you? In other words do you really want to make love that much?”


From Shane’s response it was obvious that the boy loved his partner a lot but Nathan was making too many demands on the younger boy who was at the age that a good cuddle was his main need. The Colonel decided that he would have a word with Nathan and ease the pressure on the relationship between the two boys.


The two chatted for another 30 minutes laughing and joking about life in general and specifically what it was like to be the baby a house full of older males.


When the breakfast had finished the Colonel announced “alright we have busy morning, first visit is too Doctor Peter then we must pay a visit to Sergeant Baker and his family. I received a mail message yesterday he wants to talk to me urgently. Go and get changed take off that wet nappy and bring the nappy bucket from you bathroom it must be full by now”.


Shane was delighted that they were going to visit the Bakers, he had developed a strong friendship with their younger son Freddy, and also they had two fantastic Labradors which Shane adored.


Shane found Nathan still soundly asleep so he changed quickly throwing the wet nappy into the bucket containing the whole weeks’ worth of used nappies. After a quick shower he then donned his comfortable weekend shorts and tee shirt and added his favorite jumper. Shane picked up the heavy nappy bucket and waddled out of the bedroom planting a small kiss on Nathans cheek on the way out.


The Colonel rarely used his Land Rover as petrol was still scarce after the crisis and driving it around was always a luxury for all the family. Shane never got to get the chance to sit in the front seat so today he felt like a King as they drove along the country lanes splashing through the puddles.


They soon arrived at Doctor Peters little house. The house was in fact a small cottage on the edge of a village where he had his home and surgery catering for the local population. The house had huge charm with thatched roof and a well-tended country garden.


They parked the car and walked down the path to the small wooden door with its tarnished brass knocker. A couple of raps on the door resulted in the appearance of the good doctor at the door looking a little startled at the presence of his unexpected visitors.


Come in, come in “said the doctor enthusiastically. “To what do I owe this pleasure, for a pleasure it is”. The Doctor picked up Shane and gave him a bear hug, “and how are you my little friend”.


Shane giggled at the attention he was getting from the eccentric medic and replied “not bad at all Mr. Doctor, how are you?”


The Colonel and the Doctor then warmly shook hands and the visitors were invited into the kitchen for what the doctor described as “a nice and civilized cup of tea”.


The friends chatted for a while swapping local gossip with the two men paying particular attention to the development of the cuter young male population of the village.


The Colonel decided to announce the reason for their visit, “Peter it is always a pleasure of course, but we are here on business of sorts, young Shane here still is having some problems at night. He is still waking up every morning with a wet nappy”.


Shane cringed at this now being the subject of the conversation his face turned a suitable crimson color.


The doctor addressed Shane “you must be nearly 10 now?” Shane nodded. “Well bed wetting is not unusual for 10 or 11 year old, the problem usually finishes when puberty is reached, but there may be a medical reason for it, let me take you into the surgery and have a look at you”.


Shane followed the doctor and the Colonel into the surgery which was more like a study than a medical facility with its large oak desk placed next to an open fire and the walls were covered in pretty countryside paintings.


The doctor stood next to the leather covered examination table and turned to Shane “OK young man drop your shorts and underpants and let’s have a look shall we”.


Shane disrobed and he was lifted onto the table laid on his back with his shorts and underpants still around his ankles.


The doctor commenced his examination by gently pressing Shane tummy searching for any abnormalities. The Doctor turned his attention so Shane’s more private parts. The Doctor smiled “we are developing well in the trouser department I see”.


Shane blushed again especially when he produced a proud rock hard erection as the doctor examined more closely his smooth hairless penis and testicles.


Well there is a pleasant little extra bonus for us “said the doctor placing a tender little kiss on the end of Shane’s erect flag pole. The boy wriggled and giggled.


The doctor shook his head and added “there does not seem to be anything wrong there but let’s look at the other side for any signs of a problem, lift up your legs to your chest young man”.


Shane did as he was told as the doctor peered at that most private place and added “there may be a problem here apart the nappy rash he has a bit of irritation around his love hole”.


The Colonel coughed and smiled adding “well that I can be explained as our young lovers have discovered the delights of anal sex, and they are at it like rabbits”.


The doctor laughed “oh to be young and in love, but this seems a bit excessive, do you not use lubrication Shane?”


Shane nodded as his blushes had now spread from head to toe after not only having his bed wetting talked about now his sex life was also being discussed in public, this was apart from the fact he was lying on his back with his shorts around his ankles sporting a boner.


The doctor said “let’s have a little feel inside he might have a swollen or infected prostate which does control the production of urine”. The doctor lubricated one finger and gently inserted it into Shane which made his boner problem even worse.


The doctor shook his head “nothing wrong there” he added. The doctor went into a detailed prognoses of how common bed wetting was with 10 year old, especially boys, and that Shane is a nice happy contented young man so stress or worry was not the problem and concluded that he will grow out of it soon.


Shane was lifted off the table and was relieved that he could at last hide the problem in the trouser department by pulling up his underpants and shorts. The Doctor gave him a couple of coins and instructed Shane to go to the village bakery and buy some cakes for another serving of tea.


Shane was relieved that he could escape the embarrassment and scampered out of the door and onto the street heading for the bakery.


The doctor turned to his friend and said “OK now we are alone can I ask some questions in private before I give my final prognoses”.


Go ahead” said the Colonel looking somewhat puzzled.


The doctor sat on his desk and asked “does Shane hide the fact that he is wearing a nappy at all, like does he always take it off first thing in the morning and hide it before he goes for breakfast?”.


The Colonel frowned slightly before replying “that is a bit of a strange thing because Shane appears every morning waddling into the kitchen obviously wearing a very wet nappy not at all bothered that the rest of the family can see it. The boys constantly tease him and you can even guarantee every morning that one of them will sneak behind him and pull his pajama pants down and laugh”.


The doctor nodded in a knowing sort of way adding “normally a 10 year old in a nappy would go to any length to hide that fact, so if he is parading around the kitchen every morning with a sagging nappy underneath his pajama trousers I think there might be something else going on other than chronic nocturnal 1enuresis.


The Colonel was now completely transfixed “go ahead Doctor enlighten me”.


Who puts Shane’s nappy on every night' asked the doctor.


Nathan does” replied the Colonel.


The doctor asked the question “does all this not sound a bit strange, Shane parading around like that, and somebody else putting the nappy on the boy?”


The colonel was now perplexed, “come to think of it that is all a bit unusual”.


The doctor now had a smug expression on his face “well my gallant friend the final prognoses is that you have a happy, content, pre-teen nappy loving baby living in your house”.


What” exclaimed the Colonel “are you saying the boy likes to wear the nappies and does not really need to wear them to bed?”


Well I am not sure about that he may need the nappy to avoid the wet bed or two, but it definitely sounds like he is not uncomfortable in any way about wearing a nappy he in fact he probably loves it”.


Well slap my thigh and hit me on the head with a dead cat” exclaimed the Colonel “I think you are right, but what shall I do about it?”


Nothing, absolutely nothing, leave the boy to it don’t even question him about it, it’s just something he does, it does not harm anybody so just leave it be. I bet Nathan knows about it though so if you feel like it you could question him”.


The Colonel thought for a while “no I shall just leave things as it is, I am just happy there is no medical problems with the little scamp”.


There is one way you could help though” added the Doctor. “If you want to make the process more enjoyable for the boy buy him some plastic pants with let’s say teddy bears on them or even better a few pairs of footed pajamas”.


The Colonel guffawed saying “brilliant I shall do that if it would make the little chap happy, I shall ask Mrs. Baker to help she is a dab hand with the sewing machine”.


The door burst open and a breathless boy ran into the room holding a bag of delicious cream cakes in one hand. Both the Doctor and the Colonel stared intently at the angelic face of the boy and smiled. This made Shane a little uncomfortable as he exclaimed in an exaggerated manner “What!”


It’s nothing” said the Doctor “you will be pleased to know there is nothing wrong with you so let’s celebrate with tea and sticky buns”.


The three companions enjoyed an enjoyable tea together breaking slightly the convention that tea should only be taken in the afternoons, but nobody really cared.


The Colonel proclaimed it was time to go as they had one more visit to make.


The doctor had one last task as he whispered in the boy’s ear “I think you need to tone down the frequency of love making with Nathan your bottom is a bit sore”


Shane whispered back “I know but he is a sex beast, I don’t really mind”.


The Colonel had overheard the private conversation between the Doctor and his patient and added also in whispered tones “don’t worry I will sort that one out” winking at Shane.


The two left the doctor’s surgery content and happy to have met again a good friend and found the solution to a “strange” medical condition.


The Colonel had a wry smile on his face as he was mentally making some plans.


They arrived at the Bakers house just before noon. There was a potential problem about to arise as Mrs. Bakers would go to huge lengths to fill them with as much home baked food as she could but the two companions were still digesting two large cream cakes each.


The door of the little brick house opened as they pulled up outside. The first to exit the house were two golden Labradors who bounded across the lawn followed by the rest of the Baker Family.


Shane was delighted as he loved the dogs, he was also looking forward to seeing Freddy again. Greeting were exchanged the Colonel paying extra attention to the jolly slightly chubby Mrs. Baker proclaiming that the angels must have delivered her from heaven to bless the world with her beauty.


This produced the usual snort of indignation from Mrs. Baker and a swat on the arm with the tea towel that Mrs. Baker always had in her possession “you are an old flirt Colonel Statham” she exclaimed.


Mrs. Baker managed to capture Shane before he made his escape giving him a multitude of kisses and a bone breaking hug, Shane had known this was going to happen but he miss timed his escape, he did not really mind the attention.


The Colonel and Sergeant Baker retired to the living room to chat as Mrs. Baker headed to her domain in the kitchen in order to produce some belly bursting fayre.


Freddy and Shane made an escape to the back garden to play followed by two very excited dogs.


The two men made themselves comfortable in the armchairs in the immaculately clean but modest living room. The Sergeant always lit his pipe which when he had important matters to discuss, the stem of the pipe was used like a conductors baton to emphasize the more important points of the discussion.


There was suitable pause to ensure that the pipe was properly lit filling the room with the pleasant aroma of pipe tobacco.


The Sergeant commenced “right sir the reason I contacted you is that there are some matters I wish to discuss with you. Firstly, as you know I suspected that Molly is definitely having pups and I reckon they will be ready to re-home in about 3 months’ time”.


Splendid” said the Colonel. “A puppy would be a perfect birthday present for Shane he has been hinting for ages about how much he would like a dog”.


That is not problem Colonel you can have first pick of the litter but I presume it’s a secret at the moment”. The Colonel confirmed that he would tell the boy on his birthday.


The Sergeant pondered his second matter pausing to draw on his pipe before commencing “As you may know this barbaric so called local government has had a change in policy and has decided not to execute children under the age of 18”.


The Colonel sat bolt upright “that is about bloody time I have spent an excessive amount of time harassing the fascists about this matter, I am so pleased that civilization may be returning”.


The continued “this new policy is to commence at the end of the Month which is in fact next week.


Sooner the better” added the Colonel.


The Sergeant glanced sideways at the Colonel to gauge his response and continued “there is one slight problem though, we have at present in our care at the prison one boy who won’t escape his fate as he is due to be dealt with on Monday”.


The Colonel hissed “what surely they can’t be serious please tell me more”.


The boy is only seven years old, the child is traumatized he does not speak or move we can barely get him to eat, his crime was to steal some food to give to his mother”.


The Colonel did not need time to respond he adopted the mannerisms that the Sergeant had seen many times in the past while under the Command of the retired officer. “Tomorrow we shall go to the prison and break the boy out, that idiot of a prison Governor should be no problem as I shall go back there on Monday morning to sort out the paperwork, are you with me Sergeant?”.


Sergeant Baker had only to nod his compliance, nothing more needed to be said.


Mrs. Bakers shouted from the kitchen “lunch is ready, can you go and find the boys please Albert”.


Yes my little dumpling right away”, responded the Sergeant.


Less of the dumpling or you will get a thick ear” shouted back Mrs. Baker.


Both men laughed.


The Baker family assembled at the altar of fine food called the kitchen table, they were joined by the Bakers three other children Emily aged 5, John 7 and Stefan the oldest who was the grand old age of 13.


There followed an enjoyable but noisy lunch with children chatter scrounging dogs and adults trying to make themselves heard over the din.


After dinner the men were told to retire to the living room while the rest of the family including Shane cleared the kitchen table. Before the men left the room the Colonel grabbed the arm of Mrs. Baker and said “my dear can I have a little word in private before I forget”.


The two conspirators retired to the back kitchen where the Colonel placed an unusual order for some handmade children attire with the slightly bemused but understanding Mrs. Baker.


The visit came to an end and the Baker family, including the two dogs, assembled in the front lawn to say farewell to their guests. The Colonel confirmed the timings for the “rescue operation” the next day then thanked Mrs. Baker yet again for the good food and her help.


Sergeant Baker turned to his wife as they were waving their farewells, “What was that all about with the Colonel?”


Mind your own Business Albert Baker it need not concern you”, responded his wife.


Yes of course my Fuhrer” said the sergeant knowing it better to not inquire too deeply.


While they were driving back home Shane’s curiosity got the better of him “What rescue plan?” he said to the driver.


Don't worry I shall explain it to you all later”, responded the Colonel.


The pair arrived back at the farmhouse, the Colonel knew that there would be three very hungry teenagers to feed if they had not already raided and decimated the fridge.


The Colonels worst fear was realized when they got into the kitchen he found the kitchen devastated with empty food packets, bread left in piles and discarded milk bottles spread around.


He tracked down the three boys slumped on the sofa watching television Nathan still wearing pajamas and Brett and Alan in underpants.


Ah they are back” Nathan shouted when he spotted Shane and the Colonel.


Where have you been?” added Alan.


Shane smugly replied “We have been out in the Land Rover to visit the doctor and then we went for lunch at the Bakers”.


That's not fair we would have liked to come” complained Brett.


The Colonel put on his sternest expression and said “well you should get your lazy bodies out of bed earlier”.


Nathan decided on a wise crack remark “well we need our beauty sleep”.


The Colonel glared at the three teenagers “You will need more than beauty sleep if you don’t go and clean up that mess in the kitchen, in fact if you don’t jump too it now I can guarantee that you won’t be able to sit down for a week”.


The three boys reluctantly got up and made their way to the kitchen being goaded on by Shane “come on slaves get to work, you idle pigs”.


All three boys stopped in their tracks and looked at Shane. The young boy stopped breathing and as if in slow motion started to walk backwards to try and get a clean getaway. Shane did not make it he was caught in the corridor by the older boys and the punishment began.


The death tickle did not take long and despite Shane’s pleas for help and rescue to the Colonel it was too late. The scowling young boy was left prone on the corridor floor wearing a pair of very wet shorts.


The boys were in the kitchen where the Colonel was supervising the cleaning up as Shane appeared. The man saw the wet shorts, he shrugged and said “you are going to have to move quicker in the future”. This made Shane scowl even more.


The cleaning was finished and the Colonel announced that there was going to be some changes in the house. This caught the attention of the four boys who all looked at the man expectantly.


The Colonel then went to explain about the 7 year old boy in the prison. There was a general and emphatic agreement that he should be rescued as soon as possible.


The Colonel further explained that the kid was traumatized and would need very careful treatment, it might take him a long time to recover from the shock therefore they will have to be considerate to him. The man further stated he did not know how bad the boy was but from the sounds of it he may not ever recover as his brain may have closed down.


Everybody agreed that it was worth the effort and they would all help to get him back to some form of normality and make him part of the family.


I am proud of you all” said the Colonel “I know you are all good kids and if there is anywhere that this boy could get better it’s here”.


The boys all wandered off to get dressed. The Colonel stopped Nathan and said “come to the study and we have an early butt plug session today since the weather is miserable you won’t be going out”.


Nathan followed the Colonel to his study thinking it was a bit strange he usually gets his preparation just before bed, and where was Shane he usually loves to come and watch.


They entered the study and the Colonel headed towards the cupboard which held all the butt plugs and waist belts. The man was chatty talking about Shane’s and his visit to the doctors and how nice it was too see the Baker’s again. The Colonel was waiting his chance and decided to strike while selecting the correct size of but plug.


I think we can move up a size now you seem comfortable with the size seven” said the Colonel. “Yeah it feels fine still a little uncomfortable when it’s first put in but after that it feels nice” replied Nathan. The Colonel then said “good because we don’t want to cause any problems in the bottom department”.


Nathan was lifted up and laid on the desk on his back the Colonel continued to chat as he pulled off Nathans pajama pants. “The doctor did make one comment about Shane though his love hole seemed a bit irritated and sore, do you think you have been overdoing it a bit and by the way Shane did tell me about your first wet orgasm”.


Nathan was a bit shocked at first he had not looked closely at his lover recently and did not realize he was causing the kid problems so he felt a bit guilty. “He is not hurt is he?” said Nathan.


There is nothing to worry about but you need to ease off for a few days, just do other things I know how excited you must be about having a wet orgasm, OK?” replied the Man.


Nathan nodded and decided to have a look at his young lover when he got him back into the bedroom and attempt to have a chat with him.


The Colonel cupped his hand around the now fairly well developed but still hairless ball sack of the boy and smiled. Nathan felt himself spring into action from the attentions of the man. The Colonel smiled even more as he admired the now thicker but still pubescent penis of the teenage boy.


If you feel the need for the full sex I am sure Brett or Alan would like to help they are always at it with each other” added the man.


Nathan thought about it and said something that surprised the Colonel with his maturity “I shall ask Shane see what he thinks about me playing around with Brett or Alan” he said.


The butt plug was now attached to the strap which was designed to fit between the boy’s legs to hold it in place. Nathan lifted up his body as the belt was tightened around his waist all now that was left was to insert the rubber device.



The Colonel lubricated the thick black rubber penis shaped plug and pressed it against the boys love hole which he had also carefully lubricated earlier. Nathan braced his body and clutched the side of the desk in anticipation of the penetration. The device was pressed home and it broke through the first barrier causing Nathan to grimace.


The man waited until the pain subsided before he pressed the plug further into the young boys tight love hole. The man was pleased that the penetration seemed to strengthen the boy’s erection which twitched every time the device was pressed further home.


Full penetration was achieved and Nathan slowly let out his breath and sighed knowing the worst was over, the pleasure would soon come.


The strap was attached to the back of the waist belt and the two frontal attachment where pulled either side of the boys now very excited genitals and fastened.


After the final adjustment was made the boy was lifted off the desk and the first tingles of pleasure set in as the plug rubbed against his pleasure node.


The Colonel added he will take out the plug later in the afternoon. The boy hugged the older man and waddled out of the study and set off to find his lover to find out to what extent was the problem.


Nathan was not surprised to find Shane lying on the bed reading a comic just wearing a very cute clean pair of white underpants, not the tighty whities but the old regular y fronts which looked very sexy.

Nathan leap onto the bed and asked “what you reading then?”


An old copy of the Beano, it must be at least ten years old, I found it in the barn” replied Shane.


Nathan said in a slow and considered tone of voice “I understand you are a bit sore in the underpants department?”


It’s nothing” said Shane “just a bit red according to the Doc”.


Well as you can see I have a woody and I need seeing too, how about if I suck yours will you suck mine?” asked Nathan.


How about if I just service you?” the younger boy responded.


Shane pushed his friend onto his back and noticed the tenting on the front of his pajamas. He untied the string which held the pants in place and pulled them down reveling a very expectant boner between the two front straps of the belt. Shane had now become very adept at making his friend feel good and commenced by gently licking the hairless ball sack of the older boy.


Nathan sighed and tilted his head back into the soft pillow, the presence of the butt plug had made him feel especially sensitive and he knew it would not take him long. Shane knew what to do next and turned his attention to the rock hard erection. He licked up and down the shaft and then around the exposed head which he knew would extract little whimpers from Nathan. The next move would be decisive he pursed his lips and massaged the head of the now throbbing cock with his lips before allowing full penetration. There was slight pause before the full blown treatment by bobbing his head up and down slowly at first, then speeding up but always making sure that the full massaging effect was maintained with the use of his tongue.


Nathans head was still tilted back in ecstasy, his hands were grasping the sheets and now his back arched as he achieved an ecstatic orgasm producing a little flow of clear salty fluid which he deposited into Shane’s mouth.


Shane pulled away and lay on side with his head supported on a crooked arm with a smile on his face looking at the panting older boy lying beside him.


Fuck that was amazing, you are getting so good at that. Did I produce some stuff again?” asked Nathan.


Shane opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue and allowed the clear slightly sticky fluid to start to drip off his tongue before sucking it back in and swallowing it.


Nathan closed his eyes and enjoyed the moment before adding “you next”.


I am OK”, said Shane I am not bothered I enjoyed that so much thanks.


Nathan then understood that the younger boy did not have his sex drive but was prepared to go to these lengths just to please him. He suddenly realized how much he loved the angel that had descended from the heaven lying on the bed beside him. He grabbed the younger boy giving him a tender hug and kissing his forehead.


Shane closed his eyes and enjoyed the moment.


After about 15 minutes the peace was shattered by the Colonel bellowing from the kitchen “Get on parade the lot of you!”


Both boys jumped off the bed to get dressed, Nathan put on a pair of plastic covered training pants to help him cope with the fact he was wearing a Butt plug which sometime made him pee a little in his pants.


Fully dressed the boys burst into the kitchen to find the Colonel, Brett and Alan all leaning on the Kitchen counter obviously plotting and planning.


You have arrived at last, better late than never” barked the Colonel feigning annoyance.


Sorry we had to get dressed”, said Nathan.


The older boys laughed as Alan said “so why were you naked in the middle of the day, having a bit of fun were we?”


Both Nathan and Shane now had red faces and a look of guilt which made the laughter even more intense.


OK, come here you two and listen in we are going to make some preparations for the arrival of our new family member tomorrow”, ordered the man going into full military mode.


The Colonel went to explain the plan. He explained that the boy being so young was probably in deep shock so he will need tender care. The new boy will have the last bedroom on the top floor which is empty now so needs furnishing. He ordered the three older boys to get a full complement of bedroom furniture from the barn, he further instructed them to get a double bed as it was his intention that they would all take shifts of spending time with the boy especially at night to reassure him and keep an eye on his well being.


Shane was ordered to go into the store room at the back of the barn and get some nappies and plastic pants, mattress protector and some clothes suitable for a seven year old. Shane was told that there was a good supply of disposable nappies in the store room and the largest size should fit any 7 year old.


Everybody burst into action. Shane’s heart was pounding a bit, not only had he never been into this particular store room but he was going to rummage through a new selection of bed-wetting undergarments.


Shane took the key to the storeroom and running across the courtyard behind the house to avoid the rain, he found the mysterious store room at the back of the barn.


The Colonel smiled and congratulated himself as he walked to his Land Rover, he saw the intense look of curiosity that came over the youngest boys face when the words storeroom and disposable nappies was mentioned.


Shane turned the key in the lock of the large store room he was excited feeling like a cross between an explorer and a burglar. The interior was dark but even without light he could tell the room was large. The store room extended a long way behind the barn which was hidden from view by large thorn bushes.


He found the light switch just inside the door and turned on the row of lights which illuminated the vast area which must have been 50 feet long and 25 feet wide. The whole space was filled with wooden shelves placed in rows and all the shelves were full of various items which he could not yet make out.


Shane walked down the aisle looking left and right. The first rows were filled with tins of food of every variety, meats vegetables even fruits, then came rows of shelves filled with more practical items like wood, nails and cement, then at the end there was the household goods and clothing.


The household goods consisted of cookery ware and crockery then bedding and the last few rows was dedicated to clothing.


Shane soon found what he was looking for. Each shelf was labeled with military precision which now knowing his Guardian well did not surprise him.


He found shelf labeled underwear, the range of underpants seemed limited to white y front which did not surprise Shane as this is what him and the rest of the boys wear. Shane selected 10 pairs of underpants for a 7 year old, the t-shirts, trousers and shorts until he realized he was running out of carrying capacity.


Shane then had a brain wave and ran out of the store room into the barn to fetch the garden wheelbarrow. In the barn he found the other three boys arguing about the best way to move a large double bed.


You two take one and I will take the other and we will carry it no problems” exclaimed Alan.


It’s too bloody heavy” said Nathan.


Brett's best solution was “let’s just drag it “.


Shane stood there hands on hips and interjected “why don’t you just take it apart and move the bits.


All three boys went silent and looked at each other.


Brett then said to Shane “don’t be a smart arse shorty”.


The older boys new that Shane had of course come up with the logical solution but pride could not let them admit it.


Shane smiled smugly to himself as he pushed the wheel barrow into the store room to complete his task leaving the still arguing boys to their task.


The wheel barrow was nearly full, clothes bedding including a rubber sheet for the mattress he then sought out the final item, the one he was looking for most.


The very last row of shelves at the very end had the golden prize, packs and packs of disposable and cloth nappies, plastic pants and baby wipes.


Shane’s little heart was pumping and his mouth was dry as he examined all the sizes and brands. He selected two large packs of pampers size 6 and eight pairs of extra small plastic pants.


Shane then hit the bonanza, he found a large box of nighttime underpants for older boys age 9 to 15. The must have been 100 packets in this box. He was delighted, a source to replenish his dwindling stock of nappies.


Shane went to the end of the row of shelves and looked down the aisle towards the door, nobody was there.


He sneaked back to where the nappies were and started to pull off his shorts and underpants. He pulled out pack of nappies from the box and opened it and extracted a pair then slowly and carefully pulled them up his slender legs. The pants reached the top of his legs and now engulfed his erect perfectly formed little penis in a bed of warm soft nappy. Shane pulled his underpants and shorts back on, he was now very very happy.


The next day preparations were complete for the new arrival the Colonel had picked up Sgt Baker in order to “bust” the boy out of the prison. They did not have much trouble in achieving their aim and they soon returned to the farmhouse with the new member of the household.


Shane was waiting impatiently at the gate when he heard the returning car he shouted for the rest of the boys.


The car pulled up and the boys saw it was Sgt Baker was driving and the Colonel was sitting in the back. Nathan opened the back door and the Colonel struggled to get out as he was carrying a bundle in his arms wrapped in a blanket, all the boys could see was a pair of naked unwashed feet.


The Colonel had a grave expression on his face and did not stop to talk to the boys and went straight inside the farmhouse. Sgt Baker addressed the boys and said “don’t worry the boss is a bit stressed, the boy is much worse than we expected. Don't fuss around the boy he is under extreme shock, Alan go and phone the Doctor. You three go and put the kettle on and make some tea.”


The boys jumped into action while muttering with each other speculating what was going on.


The Colonel went into the new boy’s bedroom and laid the limp bundle on the bed. He pulled back the blanket to reveal a pale weak figure with bright blue eyes and a mop of red hair. The boy had a skinny undernourished body he looked younger than his 8 years. The exact age of the boy was found when contracts were hastily exchanged, it was the custom that the boy should sign the contract himself but this was waived by the Governor who was glad to rid of the burden on his conscience.


The boy did not move as the Colonel gently talked to him trying to reassure him. “Don’t worry young man you are now safe, you name is David but I think we will call you Davy”. The boy did not respond to the voice he just continued to stare into nothing his brain seemed to be lost in a void.


The boys were hanging around outside the bedroom whispering. The Colonel appeared at the door. “Brett get some warm water and a sponge I need to clean this young man up. Shane go back into the store room you know where the key is and get a couple of those baby Sippy cups, you know the ones with the mouth piece on the top, Nathan fill the cup with some warm milk, Alan come with me”, the boys all jumped into action.

With the help of Alan the Colonel undressed the boy stripping off the sodden and soiled prison orange boiler suit. The boy did not even shiver with the cold he was so far gone. The water arrived and the Colonel gently cleaned the slender frame of the boys trying his best to wash away the grime without distressing the boy too much.


What’s his name” asked Alan in a concerned whisper.


The Colonel answered “this poor little waif is now called Davy, and may god bless him and bring him back to us”.


The boy was cleaned the best they could, without immersing the child in a bath they could not properly sanitize him. Alan did not need any prompting he took a nappy out of the dressing table along with a pair of pajamas bearing various images of teddy bears on them. The boy did not move or speak as the nappy was wrapped between his legs and taped in place. When the boy was clothed in the pajamas he at least looked a little more human.


When the Doctor arrived he found the Colonel cradling the boy in his arms trying to get him to drink the milk out of the toddler’s cup. The child could not find the energy or will to drink.


The Doctor sprang into action carefully examining the boy surrounded by a concerned audience.


The Doctor spoke “well he is severely dehydrated and undernourished but that is the least of his problems. It is not a well-known fact but shock can kill, the brain can just shut down the body effectively committing suicide. I hope we have got to him in time but it may be touch and go”.


Will he be alright?” pleaded Shane.


We don’t know young man”, answered the Doctor, “what he needs now is sleep care and a lot of love”.


The boy was put on the drip to rehydrate and feed his weak body. Like Nathan and Shane was he was sedated in order to stop his brain shutting down his body in the hope when he wakes up some form of consciences would return.


The boys were dismissed by the adults being told that the boy needed rest.


Shane and Nathan returned to their bedroom and laid on the bed holding each other. They both cried remembering how they themselves came to be in the family, they cried with sorrow mixed with happiness at the love and joy they now had in their lives.


They hoped Davy would soon feel the same.




Next is Davy's story.