Chapter 5

Morning came for the two lovebirds, Dante having waken up first this morning. He truly felt amazing, like there was simply nothing wrong with the world. Nothing at all could ruin this moment he felt. He still felt so light and giddy from the night before, and when he thought of what they had done, it caused him to get hard. For some reason though, this was uncomfortable, almost as if his dick was glued to his balls. He stuck his hand into his soggy diaper to unstick himself, and he felt an unfamiliar crustiness to his goods. Then he remembered that he had, in fact, felt it before, on Jon, and realized what had happened. He grinned and laughed.

Jon woke to the sounds of Dante laughing, he stretched and sighed deeply, then turned to Dante.

“What's so funny?”

“When I woke up, I thought how good last night was, which started to make me hard, but then it felt almost painful, like my dick and balls were stuck together. So, I reached into my diaper and I felt something that I'd never felt before, but then I realized I'd felt it on you. It caused me to laugh when I realized what you'd done. You didn't get to cum after making me cum, so you came on my boy bits, didn't you?” He grinned.

“Guilty as charged, and it looked hot too, I might add.”

“I bet it did. I wanna do that to you now.”

“No, not this morning Baby. If we do that now, we'll end up staying in bed all day, and we shouldn't be doing that. We'll save that for tonight. In the meantime, though, we should head back out for our trip and see where the road takes us.”

“Oh, okay, I suppose you're right. In that case, can we at least suck each other before changing our diapers, and I could seriously use a shower this morning.”

“Yes, we can certainly do that, and I need one as well. Unfortunately we'll have to shower separately, since the shower's barely large enough for one person, let alone two.”

“Yeah, but you can't have it all right.”

“That's right Baby.”

“Roll over, I wanna suck you first this morning.”

“Okay.” Jon said and then rolled onto his back once more.

Once Jon was laying back down, Dante threw the covers off them both and then proceeded to very nearly attack Jon. He yanked the front of his diaper down so hard that the tapes on the right side ripped off, and then he pounced on the erection that was awaiting him and sank down all the way and sucked Jon to the root.

Jon gasped at the sheer brutality of it, and then sighed deeply as Dante started sucking, moaning, humming, and licking all that he could. Even though Jon had had one massive orgasm the night before, he found that he was rising rapidly to another massive one this morning. For only two minutes Dante sucked Jon before he exploded.

Dante happily and greedily sucked out all that Jon could possibly produce, and savored it like a fine wine taster would. In his opinion there could be no better. Given that Jon's diaper was pretty much already destroyed, Dante just finished removing it and balled it up, before Jon had even finished coming down.

When Jon came down, Dante pressed their lips together and they shared a beautiful good morning kiss. The kiss lasted almost ten minutes before Jon rolled Dante onto his back, so that he too could receive his good morning load.

Taking a far more gentle approach, Jon released the tapes on one side of Dante's wet diaper and folded the front down. He then gently inhaled all that Dante had to offer, balls and all, and started to very gently suck and lick all that he could. He too was moaning and humming as he sucked Dante slowly, and Dante was loving every incredible second of it.

Going far slower did not mean that Dante would last longer though, because he did not, he lasted, if anything, just slightly less than Jon had before he too exploded and gave Jon his morning treat. It was not surprising though that Dante's load this morning was slightly smaller than normal. His previous nights ejaculation would have surely taken a lot out of him, every pun intended of course, and still being so young, he would not have been able to produce that much so soon. Jon happily and greedily sucked all that he could from Dante though before he too savored it. He too thought there could be no finer tasting thing on the planet.

Finally Dante sighed as he came down, and he looked to Jon and smiled brightly. His diaper too had been removed while he was coming down, so they were now both ready to go for their morning showers.

“You hop in the shower first Baby, I have to sit on the toilet anyway.”

“Okay, and I'll probably have to do the same after my shower as well.”

They went to the bathroom and the shower was started. While it was heating up, Dante grabbed a cloth and towel, and then hopped in, while Jon sat on the toilet and took care of that. They were both finished within a few seconds of each other, and they traded places. A few minutes later and they were both done. They headed back to the bedroom and proceeded to diaper and dress each other so that they were ready for the day ahead. Before too long, they were in the kitchen making themselves a good breakfast. They sat down to eat and enjoyed that, cleaned it all up, and then headed out to start packing up all their things, not that they had a lot out. Within half an hour of finishing breakfast, they were ready to go. They had already paid up, so they were good to go, and headed out right away.

Once more they drove for a good four or so hours before stopping for the day. Once more they were in a small town, but in the mountains this time, and at a very nice campground on a small lake. They paid up and then set up, and finally they got lunch ready and ate that. After lunch they changed each other, because they were both very much in desperate need of a diaper change. They hiked around for a few hours after lunch to see what all there was to see in the area, and then made dinner when they got back. That night before bed was Dante's turn to make Jon feel as good as he possibly could, and boy did he.

Jon now knew why Dante had made the sounds that he had the night before, and he too had to press his pillow to his face to stifle his moans and sighs. Dante enjoyed himself immensely as well as he was pleasuring his daddy, and was happy that he too was able to make Jon pass out after his second massive cum of the night. Then, because he had not cum tonight either, and he felt that it was only fair, he stroked himself only four times and came on his daddy's dick and balls. It was a far smaller load of course, but it was hot none the less. Finally he got them both diapered and ready for bed, then curled up to his daddy and fell fast asleep as well.

Every night of their two week road trip was the exact same. They alternated nights, trying their best to make the other pass out, and they managed it every night. They never proceeded past one finger in each other, even though, by now, Dante would have been able to take Jon's erection easily he felt, they just never did. They truly wanted to take it slow and easy and learn everything there was to know about each other. They were learning a lot.

Every morning after a good morning kiss and orgasm, shower, then breakfast, they always packed up and headed out. They hit a different place every day, and by the time they made it home, they were happy to be back, but happier still to have gone in the first place. They took the motor home to a car wash, once they made it home, and washed it all off, because it had gotten dirty of course, and then they headed to their house, where they were both really looking forward to the Jacuzzi tub in the bathroom. They had had showers almost every morning, but considering the size of both the shower and the hot water tank, neither had been getting truly clean.

“Well Baby, we're home.”

“Yeah, it was a nice trip though. We should go again before the end of summer.”

“Yeah, I was thinking the same thing. Well, let's get all our bedding and clothes, as well as all the food into the house and get it all situated before our bath.”

“Okay.”

They got everything taken care of quickly enough, and before too long they were in the tub, laying back and enjoying the hot bubbling water. Jon was sitting against the back of the tub, and Dante was sitting in front of him, using his daddy as a very nice back rest. They did not even move for more than half an hour before they finally started washing each other gently. Finally they hopped out and hopped right back into the shower to truly clean each other. Finally they were clean, so they hopped out, dried each other, then went and diapered each other into their ultra thick night time diapers, since they knew they would not be leaving the house anyway. They did need to go shopping, but they were good for the rest of the day.

They did want drinks though, so they headed to the kitchen to get themselves something to drink. As they were doing so, Jon happened to noticed that the light on his answering machine was blinking. Thinking nothing of it, thinking that it was probably one of the papers that he often wrote for, he pressed the play button to listen to it.

A very soft voice spoke, shocking Jon almost to the core. “Jon, it's your dad. Please call me as soon as you get this message, it's important.” His dad had said, and then the line went dead. The machine piped up then and said the date and time of the call, almost a week ago now.

“What's the matter?” Dante asked, seeing his dads face.

“He's never called before, he barely ever talks, and certainly never to me. I can count on one hand the amount of conversations he's had with me, and almost all of them were only a few words.”

“Is that a good or a bad thing?”

“Not too sure.”

“He asked nicely, so I suppose you'd better call.”

“Yeah, I suppose, he said it's important.”

He grabbed the phone and called his parents number, having to look at the caller ID on the phone, because he never called his parents, so did not know their number. The phone rang a few times before being answered.

“Hi Jon, finally decided to call. What took so long, I asked you to call me a week ago?” His dad said, softly, with almost no emotion.

“Was outta town on vacation.” Jon said emotionlessly.

“I was calling to tell you that your mother was in the hospital, and that the doctors didn't think she was gonna make it.”

“Why would I care? Why are you calling me anyway, you never talk to me?”

“You should care, she was your mother, but I understand, far better than most, and yeah, you really shouldn't have cared.”

“Was, as in she died?”

“Yes, she died three days ago.”

“I'd like to say I was sad to hear that, but I'd be lying, and I never lie.”

“I know, I wish I could say I was sad to see her go too, but I'm happier than I have been in almost forty years.”

“Pardon me!” Jon said, almost at a loss for words.

“You heard me just fine. You think she was hard on you, yeah, that's a laugh. Trust me kid, you got off easy when it came to her. You were a mistake to her, and I was to blame for the mistake. I was and only ever was her plaything. I was not to speak unless given permission, she beat me and humiliated me. She raped me.”

“She, she what?”

“That's right, she raped me. When I was eighteen, she was nineteen, I was always so small and scared, timid, yeah, well she wasn't any of that. I was happy that you at least took after her a bit more in that way, but there's a lotta me in you. Your bladder problem, for instance, that's all me, and the fact you're gay, yep, me too. I buried your mother the cheapest way possible, I wasn't even there, and now I'm seeing a therapist. At least the bitch had good life insurance, I made sure of that, not that I would've had to worry about money, but it's a very nice addition, best thing she ever did for me.”

“Um, wow. How are you doing?”

“I feel free, I feel alive, for the first time in my life. I'm no longer hiding who I am, I even went to a gay bar last night, brought a young stud home, and we fucked for four hours. He loved the fact that I had to wear diapers too, he said it was kinky. He even let me diaper him, and we fucked each other three times through our diapers. It was, liberating, yeah, that's the word.”

“Holy shit. Um, I can honestly say I never saw that one coming.”

“No, I bet not.” He laughed.

“I've never heard you laugh before.”

“Did you ever have reason to laugh when you lived here?”

“No, definitely not.”

“Yeah, and I protected you as best I could. I know it may not feel like it, I know you probably hate me as much as you hated her, but I did for you all that I could. I told her time and time again to punish me for your sins, that it wasn't your fault, that you were just a product of me, and that I was the one to blame instead. I know it didn't always help, but I did what I could, and at least she didn't beat you like she did me. Oh, and trust me, the things she said to you were kind in comparison to what she said to me. By the way, I'm also a diaper lover, in case you didn't catch that, she knew that, and it's the reason she was so hard on you about wetting, she vowed to stamp that outta you.”

“She didn't, but you really did all that for me?”

“Yes, I always loved you, I always will, and hopefully, some day, you can forgive me, because no matter how much I did to protect you, I always felt bad that I couldn't stop her from doing what she was doing.”

“I forgive you Dad, you did your best, she was the monster, I always knew that. I admit, I always felt that you didn't love me, because you never said or did anything, but I guess there was nothing you could do.”

“No, and she warned me not to interfere when she was punishing you, because she promised me that death would be my only refuge if I did so again. I did so once when you were about four, and the beatings and the verbal abuse were horrible. I also have to apologize for how she treated you about Dylan too. Such a beautiful baby boy, lost far too soon. I cried and cried and cried, for days I cried when he died. The beatings, oh, they were horrible, he was just a useless gay diaper boy, just like you and I too you see, he wasn't to be missed. That time we came there a couple years ago and she was berating you once more for missing him, I left the room remember, and I went to his bedroom and I cried. She found out of course, she always knew, and she beat me for three days after that again.”

“Oh Dad, I'm so sorry. You didn't wear diapers though, why?”

“I'd had an operation done that put a valve into me, so that I could turn it off, and when I felt full, I could go to the bathroom. It wasn't perfect though, and I've suffered hundreds of bladder infections from it. You're lucky I managed to talk her outta doing the same thing for you, and tried the procedure that you had done. It at least wasn't gonna leave you in pain all the time.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. I'm already scheduled to go in and have it removed. My doctor says it's about time too, said it shoulda come out twenty years ago because of the problems it's caused me. I wasn't allowed to though of course, she didn't care about my pain, in fact, she loved that I was always in pain from it.”

“Wow, thanks I guess. And did she, you know, still rape you?”

“Yeah, every day. She even got me Viagra so that I'd get and stay hard, so that she could do anything she wanted to me. It was horrible. I don't know how your one time with a female was, but I assure you, thousands of times for me didn't make it any easier. I hated her, not only was she a female, and I'm a hundred percent gay, but she was a right bitch.”

“Why didn't you leave her then?”

“She'd have killed me. Trust me, she may not have been physical to you, but only because I took your beatings, but she sure was to me. You were never allowed in the basement, there's a good reason for that, she was a full on dominatrix, our basement's a torture chamber, though it won't be for long. She promised me a long time ago that if I ever breathed a word of anything to anyone, or even thought of leaving her, that she'd kill me, but that it'd be slow and horrible, that by the time she was half way through with me, I'd be begging her to kill me. I knew she'd do it too, she was a sadistic bitch.”

“I'm guessing the basement was soundproof then, because I'm sure I would've heard something.”

“Yeah, she spent more on her basement than she ever spent on you or I together. It was her pride and joy. Oh, and she got paid a lot of money by many women to treat their husbands like that as well, to put them in their places, that's how we survived.”

“That's sick.”

“That's only the beginning, though I'm not gonna say any more, not only is it not necessary, but it's making me sick just thinking about it.”

“Then don't. So, how'd the bitch die then?”

“Brain cancer, thankfully very painful. I hope she suffered more than she ever made you or I suffer. I hope she's suffering even more now, I hope she does for several eternities. If there's a hell, I hope she's got the deepest hottest most horrible pit there.”

“Good, and I hope you're right. Listen, I need a few days to process all this, but I want you to come here some time in a week or so, whenever you feel up to it. I'll have a pleasant surprise for you at that time.”

“I hope so too, and yeah, I'd really like to come for a visit as well, finally get the chance to know my son. I need a few more days of intensive therapy before I'll be fit to really do too much anyway, so it'll be at least a week. I'm seeing the guy every day for three hours, and he's helping a lot. It was actually his suggestion to go out and get my brains fucked out last night, and you know what, it probably helped more than anything else at all. I actually have to leave for my next appointment in just a few minutes, so I probably should go too.”

“That's good. I'll look forward to seeing you then.”

“Good. Thanks, and just so you know, since I've never been allowed to say it before, I love you.”

“Thanks Dad, I appreciate it. I can't say it yet, I hope you understand.”

“I do, don't worry. Have a good day.”

As soon as they hung up, Jon relayed the entire conversation to Dante, who sat transfixed by the amazing tale.

“Wow, I can't believe he did that for you.”

“Me neither.”

“So, how do you feel now that your mom's dead?”

“Surprisingly free actually. I know I should feel sad, but I don't.”

“No, you shouldn't, same as I shouldn't if it were my mom. I'm happy for your dad, he deserves some happiness now.”

“Yeah, he does.”

“So, what are we gonna do now Daddy?”

“Well, I think maybe watch a movie or two, eat when needed, and then tonight, when it's time to go to bed, we upgrade to two fingers.”

“Okay.” Dante said brightly, though Jon was certain that he was not excited about the movies.

Jon laughed though and they headed to the living room. Once there, other than getting up to eat and or get drinks, as well as one diaper change, that was pretty much where they stayed all day. They enjoyed a few movies, just relaxed and cuddled into each other all day long. Their vacation had been nice, but they had done a lot as well, so they had, understandably, gotten more than just a little tired.

Finally bedtime came though and Dante happily dragged Jon upstairs for bedtime.

“You know, most kids hate bedtime, right!” Jon said.

“Yeah, poor kids who don't get to enjoy bedtime, I feel sorry for them.” He grinned widely.

“Yeah, well I've never enjoyed bedtime either.” Jon grinned as well.

“Good.”

They started kissing each other tenderly, standing where they were, Jon bent down a little, and Dante up on the tips of his toes. Finally Jon wrapped his arms around his little boy and picked him up. Dante instinctively wrapped his legs around his daddy and they kissed even deeper and more passionately still. Within a few minutes Dante was starting to get much too heavy for Jon to be holding like he was, so he gently laid him down on their bed and then crawled in.

They laid on their sides and faced each other, then cuddled right back into each other and continued kissing for even longer. Finally, some fifteen minutes later, they detached and Dante was the first to go down.

“No, tonight I wanna do each other at the same time. I wanna try a sixty nine again, this time while fingering each other.”

“Okay.” Dante said brightly. “The only problem with that though is the fact that we routinely make each other pass out when we finger each other. I don't know about you, but I don't wanna be wetting the bed any more.”

“We'll be fine, we just won't work to make the other pass out like we have been. I can go for two orgasms easily now before I'll pass out, you can go for three or four, so all that means is that we stop at two tonight, which is all I wanted anyway.”

“Okay, that sounds good to me as well.”

Dante spun himself around and presented his diapered boy goods to his loving daddy at the same time he was getting to his daddies. They rolled over onto their sides, so that they had better access, and then pulled the front of each others diaper down. Both were, of course, very hard and ready to go, they were both even dripping, though Dante appeared to only have one drop of sweet precum. They both extended their tongues and lapped up the tasty treat at the same time.

At the same time, once again, they sucked each other in and starting doing to each other everything they knew to make the other feel amazing. Once they had their erections where they belonged, they both started working on the others baby bums. They worked their hands inside each others wet diapers and found the hot moist holes buried inside. Jon grabbed the lube a few seconds later and got some on his fingers and passed it to Dante, who happily received it and did the same thing.

They started with one finger again, so as to open each other up a bit, but only a few seconds after inserting their first, they each added more lube and started working with their second fingers now.

Both gasped when the second finger started entering them, but neither was a pained gasp, it felt so good that they were surprised. Jon was more surprised though that Dante took the extra finger so easily, but had to remind himself that he had worked Dante's little hole quite well over the past couple weeks. They slowly worked so that their two fingers were all the way inside their lover, and then, once they were, they both started the act of fully fingering each other.

Thirty seconds later, though, was all they could last before they both exploded, each of them giving the other the sweet creamy loads they were after. Even Dante's young seed was starting to become creamy. He had been getting so much sexual exercise lately that his hot little baby balls were starting to produce more and more proper cum. Granted, most boys his age were actively jacking off two, or ten, times a day, so he would have received the exercise he needed anyway to help his balls generate their payload.

Leaving their mouths and fingers where they were, they waited a couple minutes to come down again, before starting once more. This time they lasted several minutes before exploding in their final orgasm of the night. On their way to orgasm though, they were doing everything inside each others bums that they could to make them make the sounds that they were making. They were moaning and sighing, gasping and panting, and even with dicks in their mouths, it was still very audible in there.

Once their final orgasms let them go, they fell apart and both ended up laying on their backs, just staring at the ceiling for several minutes more before they were able to even think about moving. Finally Jon was able to do so, and, shakily, hopped out of bed to grab the diaper supplies.

When he made it to the bed, Jon grabbed Dante's ankle and spun him around so that he was in diaper change position, then proceeded to remove Dante's diaper and clean him up fully, before creaming and diapering him up properly. They then traded places and Dante changed Jon in the same way.

Once they were both ready for bed, and they were very much ready for bed now, they curled up to each other and kissed and whispered their loving words to each other. Only a few minutes later found the two lovebirds in peaceful slumber, and they slept peacefully all night long.

During the next week, the two of them barely ever left the house, other than a couple times to go grocery shopping, as well Dante had a couple doctors appointments to ensure his healing was on par. He finally got his cast removed, something that pleased him a great deal, especially since it had had to stay on for an extra week more than he had been told, but it had been necessary, so he dealt with it. They were okay with mostly staying in though, they had spent a lot of time out recently, so they wanted to stay in and relax. Every night they did the same thing, sometimes at the same time, sometimes one or the other. Whenever they went one at a time though, they always made the other pass out. By the end of the week, Dante was taking two of Jon's fingers even easier than he had the first night, so that was good.

During the week, Jon's dad had called a couple times just to say hi and see how things were going. They talked a fair bit, which was good, because they both learned a fair bit more about each other, though Jon had yet to reveal Dante to him. Jon's dad also seemed to be healing quite well, he sounded very happy. At the end of every call, Jon told Dante everything.

Finally his dad asked if it would be alright for him to come for a short visit, saying that he was going to head out in a few days if it was good with Jon, who said it was perfectly okay. His dad said that he would stay in a hotel, however Jon told him that he had a perfectly good spare bedroom that he could use, or if he would rather have more personal space, there was always the motor home as well.

He accepted, saying maybe he would feel more comfortable in the motor home, so Jon said he would have it all ready for him when he arrived. As soon as they hung up, and they had talked for a good half an hour again, Jon told Dante everything that he would not have been able to figure out from hearing the one side of the conversation.

“Okay Baby, my dad's gonna be here in a few days, and since he wants to stay in the motor home, we're gonna have to do some work to make his stay more comfortable.”

“Like what?” Dante asked curiously.

“Well, right now the motorhome's on a slope, so we're gonna have to level it off, because sleeping like that won't be much fun. We'll also have to hook power and water up to it, and connect the sewer hose, so that we don't have to worry about too much. Thankfully the house already has a sani-dump, that way we don't have to take it to empty the tanks. We'll also have to pull out the slides and make the bed.”

“Okay, that should only take an hour or less.”

“Yep, so let's go get dressed and get er done.”

They were dressed within only a few minutes, having already changed their diapers, so they headed outside and to the motor home. Jon grabbed the keys on the way out, and as soon as they made it there, all their blocks were pulled out, as well their levels were checked to see how much they needed. The blocks were placed under the front wheels and Jon pulled it ahead the few inches to raise the motor home, and then they checked again. They were much closer, so they left it there. The hydraulic jacks were then lowered and they leveled the unit perfectly. The slides were pulled out and then they made the bed. With the inside now done, they went back outside and got the water and sewer hoses in place and plugged it in. They checked everything to make sure it was good, and they were pleased.

The next few days, as they waited for Jon's dad to arrive, they spent doing not a whole lot. They did go out a couple times this time though, as well they did have to go shopping.

“So, when's your dad gonna be here then?” Jon had just hung up from talking to him

“He should be here in just a few hours actually. He's just leaving now, so before lunch.”

“Okay, cool. Are you nervous?”

“Not really. Not as much as I woulda been a week or so ago, that's for sure. We've talked lots and gotten to know each other fairly well, so we should be fine. I do have to wonder, though, what his reaction to you's gonna be!”

“Probably a bit shocked and more than likely happy as well.”

“You're probably right. I hope.”

They killed the time waiting for Jon's dad to arrive by just watching TV. Finally they heard a knock at the door, and they both jumped up to answer it.

“Hi Dad, it's good to see you.” Jon said as he opened the door.

“It's good to see you as well, and I see we both have someone to introduce.” He greeted in return, because he too had someone else with him.

“Yes, Dad, this is my son, Dante. I adopted him about a month ago now.”

“It's good to meet you Dante, so I guess I'm your grandpa then. And this, Jon and Dante, is my boyfriend Jack.”

“It's good to meet you two.” He said softly.

“Likewise.” Jon and Dante both said, more or less.

“Come on in.” Jon said.

“Thanks. I hope you don't mind I brought my boyfriend with me?”

“Not at all, I'm glad you did. So you've made it official and are boyfriends now huh, that's great?” Jon smiled.

“Yes, it has been great. He's helped me to heal a great deal already. So, tell me about you then, because we knew nothing of you Dante?”

“Well, Jon had been my friend for the past year since we moved here, I liked to come and talk to him. I hated my mom, she hated me more. She beat me and verbally abused me, and finally, one day, she went too far and tried to kill me. She's gone now, we made her move, and Jon adopted me.” Dante said happily.

“That's really nice. I trust you know about Dylan?”

“Sure do, and he and I are a lot alike.”

“Yes, I can tell, in at least one aspect for sure, but I thought I saw a hint of the other as well.”

“Yes, on both accounts, gay diaper lover. Was a bed wetter my whole life, and since Jon and I got together, I've been wearing every day.”

“That's good, and you two are a little more than just father and son too, I can tell.”

“Yes, but trust me, it was more my doing than Jon's.”

“I can tell you love each other, so it's not a big deal. Besides, I can't really say too much, since Jack here's only just barely sixteen, only a hair over legal age. At least he is legal though I suppose.”

“How'd you meet at a gay bar then?”

“Easy, I have a really good fake ID, and really, as long as I don't drink, no one questions it. I don't drink anyway, my father was an abusive drunk bastard, so I can't stand the thought of drinking. It actually took a lot of courage to go to a gay bar just because of that, but I did it, and the first night there I met Hugh.”

“And I met him, and we sorta fell for each other right then and there.”

“That's awesome. So, I also saw that you're enjoying diapers. How much of a shock was that one?” Dante asked.

“Actually, not as much as it probably shoulda been. I sorta dreamed about that sorta thing for a while, and when Hugh told me that, I damn near came in my pants. Now I wear every day with him, it's great.”

“We know how you feel.” Jon smiled.

“Good.”

“Well, it's pretty much lunch time, so what say we all head out to a good restaurant and have a good meal?” Jon asked.

Everyone was good with that, though Hugh did ask if they could go take their things to the motor home and change each other before they left. Jon told them to go ahead, that he and Dante should probably change as well, so they all headed their separate ways to go and change each others wet diapers.

They met by the cars a few minutes later, both couples carrying a diaper bag between them. They all hopped in Jon's car, since Jon knew where to go anyway, he figured that he may as well drive. Once they were all in and buckled up, they headed to a very nice restaurant.

When they arrived, they were seated within a few minutes and they talked more and got to know each other over a bottle of wine. Even Dante got a small sip, but he admitted that he did not like it, and Jack politely refused anyway. They ended up staying there for well over an hour enjoying the talk and the food, and then once they were all done, they headed out.

“So, where should we go now?”

“Don't know, don't really care too much one way or the other.” Hugh said.

“Well, I don't much feel like going home yet, so let's go somewhere nice so that we can sit back and talk more.”

With approval from everyone, Jon pointed them toward a very nice park. When they arrived, they headed into the park and found a nicely shaded picnic table where they could talk in comfort, but they could see most of the park as well. There was a playground to one side, several playing fields scattered around, a very nice large pond complete with geese, and there were dozens of others there already enjoying the park.

For the next few hours they sat there and talked and talked, getting to know each other even more. By the time they were all sore from sitting there for so long, and bored of talking as well, it was very nearly dinner time.

“Well, let's head back to the house then, shall we, and we'll get a nice dinner going.” Jon said.

“Okay.” everyone said.

They headed home and all helped to make dinner, and then sat down and ate it. As they ate, they talked even more. It turned to more serious matters though.

“So, when did my mother actually get sick Dad?”

“A few days before Dylan's birthday actually. Even I could tell that something was wrong, because as stubborn and strong as she was, even she admitted she had a bad headache. She wouldn't go to the doctors though, she was too stupid for that, and I sure the hell never said maybe she should. Not only would I have been called a sissy again for thinking that you had to go to the doctor every time you had a little headache, but she'd have beaten me, no matter how bad she felt. Besides, I hoped and prayed that the bitch would just die. The day of Dylan's birthday though, even she was starting to admit that maybe she should go to the doctors. She didn't though, not 'til nearly two weeks later when she was having a hard time seeing. When the doctor told her that it was cancer, that it was the biggest he had ever seen, and that it was totally inoperable, I damn near cheered. That was the day I called you, the doctor told her that she had days at best left, and then, as you know, she died a few days later.”

“And she was in pain the whole time?”

“Yes, I hope huge amounts.”

“Same.”

“I could tell she was though, and every time she winced and I smiled, oh she beat me for it. It was worth it though, and even the beatings hurt her, and finally she couldn't even do that any more. The morning I had to take her to the hospital, I asked her if she was being a sissy bitch, because only sissy bitches went to the doctors. She tried to yell at me, but she couldn't. It was immensely satisfying seeing her suffer like that. On the way to the hospital though, I did tell her that I hoped she was dying, that I hoped she was suffering even more than she ever made you or I suffer.”

“Good. What does your therapist think of that?”

“He says he understands, and that he, nor anyone, would ever hold it against me, not after all I'd been through.”

“Good.”

They talked more about that, as well as other things, and before too long, they were cleaning up their dinner dishes.

“Well, Jack and I should go change our diapers.”

“We should as well, but come back in and we can watch TV together, but I hope you won't mind that Dante and I'll be in only our diapers.”

“Okay, and we'll strip down as well.”

“Good.”

They all went to change their diapers, and a few minutes later they were all back in the living room. Jack and Hugh had put their clothes back on to come back in from the motor home, but as soon as they were under cover, they too stripped down to just their diapers, same as Jon and Dante were.

“You two look good like that. You're quite the little hottie Dante.” Hugh said.

“Thanks, so do you guys, and thanks again, you two are as well.” Dante smiled brightly.

They sat back and watched TV for the next couple hours, just enjoying the freedom to be who and what they were all together as they were. When it was time for bed, Hugh and Jack donned their clothes and headed out to the motor home, saying goodnight to the other two, who waited until they were outside and then headed upstairs.

For both couples it was another really good night. Jon and Dante got into a sixty nine once more and fingered each other with three fingers this time, and even though Dante Grunted a fair bit more than he ever had, and even admitted that that had hurt quite a bit at first, he also said not to stop, and within a few minutes he was enjoying himself immensely, or fully as it were.

Tonight they managed to last for three orgasms together, back to back, but they should have stopped after two, because they both passed out. It was somewhere around three am when Dante woke up choking and gasping for breath. He wondered what the hell the problem was, then he tasted it, Jon had peed. They were still laying on their sides, they were both still suckling each others erections, they still even had their hands on each others asses, though they had expelled each other already. Dante could not help but laugh, which woke Jon.

“Huh, whatsa matter?” He asked groggily.

“We're still in a sixty nine, and you woke me up by peeing in my mouth.”

“Oh, wow, yeah, and I think you may have peed in me too, I have a funny taste in my mouth I don't normally have.”

“At least the bed doesn't seem to be wet.” Dante giggled.

“No, you're right, but let's get each other diapered up properly so that we can sleep better.”

“Okay.” Dante said and hopped out of bed to grab the supplies.

Once he returned, he diapered Jon and then they traded places and Dante was diapered as well. They curled back into each other, kissed each other goodnight, since they had not done so before going to sleep in the first place, and then fell fast asleep once more.