Chapter 7

After having another great sleep, dreaming all night long about my man and I and all the things that I would love for us to do to and for each other, I woke up rather hard and in need of release, again. I jack off only three times, after turning my butt plug back on, of course, and through my very soggy diaper, of course, because I am a very soggy baby boy again. Once satisfied, I grabbed my computer and got started on some school work.

When the others were up, I headed downstairs and Josh was just exiting his room, so I went and tackled him in a hug and patted his soggy baby bum through his pajamas again. He smacked my hand, again. Then pushed me away, but he did smack my soggy baby bum. I turned and grinned to him, then headed to the kitchen without saying anything.

After breakfast, we went swimming and worked hard and then relaxed. Josh is still acting a bit shy, but not as bad as he had been, so that is good. After getting diapered and dressed for the day, the men headed to the shop and James and I went and did our school work. Once we were done, I told James all about Xander and his boyfriend, because I had not told the others about them. Then I got to what I really wanted to know.

“So, did you talk to my dad or Josh?”

“Yeah, and just as I suspected, your dad wouldn't tell me anything, because he said that Josh asked him not to tell. So, that at least means they've talked, but it could only be just the once that we heard, or more, we can have no idea, but clearly Josh didn't want you or I to know. I did manage to corner Josh though and I asked him how he felt about you. He blushed and stuttered and said I think of him as a friend. I just laughed and said, yeah, boyfriend by that response. He refused to say anything more after that. He's crumbling.” He grinned.

“Good. He smacked my baby bum again this morning, so that's good, he's touching me a little more, so I think you're right. I hope he comes to his senses and soon, I really need him.”

“Yeah, and I think he needs you as well.”

We stayed chatting, but as we went in to change each others diapers, and then as we walked down to the shop, we pretty much stopped as we walked in the shop, and I did as well, because I had to ask Dad something.

“Hey Dad, could you drive me into town to grab a few things please?”

“I can't, I'm busy right now and need to get this finished up.” He said to me, then called out, “Hey Josh, could you run Avery into town so that he can grab supplies. I'll get you to stop and grab me more slides as well too though please.”

“Sure, I suppose so. I suppose it just goes on your accounts then?”

“Yeah, and if Avery needs anything else from any place we don't have an account, he can pay for it himself anyway. Take my truck though, you don't need to waste your fuel.”

“That's okay, I don't mind, and I'd prefer to drive my truck.”

“Okay, if you'd rather. You guys go have fun, I've gotta get back to work.”

“I'd love to, but he still won't let me.” I giggled.

“Yes, I know.” Dad grinned.

Josh smacked me upside the head lightly.

“Come on, let's go.” He sighed.

It was almost ten minutes into the ride before Josh started talking. Once again I let him start the conversation.

“Avery, you know what you want I can't give to you. You've gotta stop torturing me.”

“If you didn't want it as much as I do, but were fighting it, it wouldn't torture you. I know what you're going through, you want something so bad that you know is wrong, but it can be so right as well. No one will ever know, so you don't have to worry. And yes, I know why you've smacked my ass a few times, and I've seen you watching me when I'm in just my super soggy baby diaper and you thought no one could tell. Everything you've ever learned says that what you want's wrong and bad and that you'll go to jail if you take what you want. Well, you won't. It's what I want as well, what we both need, and don't say you don't either, because I've seen how you look at me when you think no one can see. Everyone else sees it too, you're the only one that can't.” I said softly.

“Yes, I do want you, need you, I admit that, but we have to wait. I can't go to jail, I can't be separated from you, I'm falling in love with you, but what you want us to do will land me in jail.”

“I know, I've known since you came to work for us that you were, and I know it scares you. You won't go to jail, I'll make sure of it, no one will ever find out. If you let down your guard though, I can promise you one thing.”

“What.” He said warily.

“That you'll be cured.”

“Cured of what?”

“Everything. Your fear, your shyness, your unwillingness to get close to others, everything. I have a feeling that you hid who and what you are so much while growing up, so that you weren't totally ostracized, that now you still feel that to let it be known who and what you are feels like you'll lose everything. Well, we already know it, and we love you for it, I more than the other two, but at home we're all the same.”

“Can you hold off for a while longer, I just don't know if I'm ready yet.” He said softer still, a few tears streaming down.

“Of course. I need for it to feel right for you as well. Our first time together I want it to be magical, and I do want us to make sweet passionate love to each other too. We both know I can take you easily, so there's no worries there. When you're ready, you just come to my room. That doesn't mean I'm letting up the pressure though, I'm still hugging you and patting your hot soggy baby bum whenever possible.”

He said nothing further on that, but we did talk all the rest of the way into town. When we got there, I went to the metal supply store where I get all my supplies and got the largest crucible that would fit into my furnace, it is just over twice the size of the one I have now. I know that they carry the chain hoist system for it in stock, so I went and found the right one and grabbed one of them as well and everything for it that I would need. I then grabbed a couple more bags of the casting sand. I also grabbed a few more things that I would need from there, but a good couple thousand dollars later and we were gone.

We hit the scrap metal yard next, to see if he would have what I needed, and we are in luck, because I got pretty much all the metal that I would be needing, just not from the cheaper pile, but that is okay too. I grabbed almost three hundred dollars worth, but only two of it was for my paid project.

We hit Josh's old store next and grabbed the slides Dad needs, as well as a few other things, including more slides for Josh's project.

We went to the shop where I have my agreement for his metal, and I took all that he had in his scrap that I could use, but he had lots that I could use to make the pots, so I ended up taking almost two hundred dollars more than I had anticipated, but that is okay, I have more than enough money in my account to pay for it all.

Finally we headed back home, talking happily the entire way there.

As soon as we made it, I asked Josh if he would mind helping me unload everything and to install the hoist. He was okay with that and within an hour we had everything done. The hoist system would make my life a lot easier, especially with it being on a track to my pouring table. I tested it out and it works very well, so I am happy.

“Thanks so much for all the help Baby.” I said to Josh, attacking him with another hug, patting his soggy baby bum, through his pants of course, as I hugged him tightly.

“You're welcome, now let go Brat, I should go get to work as well.”

“Yeah, to go finish the bedroom suite that probably will never even be used anyway.” I laughed.

“It's still gonna get used.” He maintained.

“Yeah, probably once.” I said under my breath.

“What was that.”

“Oh nothing. You go have your fun, I'm gonna get started here as well.”

“Okay, have fun then.”

Oh I did. I started up my furnace and put my new crucible in before he had even made it into the shop, and started adding metal to it. While that was heating up and melting, I went about making a new casting mold of the newer huge frying pan. This time I inserted a couple screws into the bottom of the mold to make it easier to remove the form when it was time to do so, and it was far better, I did not damage the sand at all.

As soon as the metal was up to temperature, I hoisted it up, slid it over, and carefully tipped the contents in a slow steady pour into the mold. I have to admit that this makes it a lot easier to control the speed of the pour, because that can be very important to get a good quality casting, so I am happy that I did this. I had more than enough metal melted to give it a good thick base, so I used it all. Overall, I felt that the base would end up being almost fourteen millimeters thick, instead of the requested twelve, but that is not entirely a bad thing either.

I put the crucible back and turned off the furnace for now, and went back and waited for the metal to be cooled enough to remove it from the mold, so that it can cool properly without breaking. When it was done, I looked at the piece and was very satisfied with it this time. The wall thickness is much better, the casting is even and reasonably smooth, (so it will take very little work to make perfect,) and the base is nice and thick. I set it aside and started up the furnace once again and got more metal melting to make the griddle next. I then grabbed the prototype and started creating the mold for it. Because this piece is so flat and easy, the mold was done very quickly and I removed the wood form quickly, and long before the molten metal was ready, I was ready for it. I only had to wait at most ten minutes before I was pouring though, and I poured when I was ready. Once more I had a little more metal than was strictly needed, but not by much, but I poured it in anyway and just made the base an extra millimeter or so thicker. When it was ready to come out of the mold, I broke it away and looked it over, and it too I am very pleased with.

I took both pieces to the stove to ensure that they fit perfectly, and they both do, so that is a relief. The frying pan is ready to be ground down and perfected, so I took it and started doing so. The problem is, the damned thing is too heavy for me to truly lift, so I had to set it on my work table and do it by hand, instead of with the bench grinder. It takes longer, but I am managing just fine. When I was done that, I switched to the grill, and got it as perfect as I was able to as well. I also drilled the drain hole for the grease and debris to escape into the grease catcher, which I still have to make.

I put both of them into a large bucket with a mild acid solution, to wash them well, and let them sit for a good half an hour, then washed them off with water, then dumped them both into a bucket full of fresh vegetable oil and left them in there until the forge was up to the proper temperature to season them. Of course it is nowhere near as hot as I would normally have it, just about as hot as you could expect a standard house oven to get. Every half an hour after that I pulled them out and put them back into the oil and let them soak up more and repeated the heating, until they are well seasoned and nice and rich black.

While I had been doing that, I had went to the stove and made the modifications to it to add the grease catch tray. I wanted as large a one as I could fit without interfering with anything else, but I also wanted it easily removable and cleanable. I did the cutting first, then created the holder for the catcher, then made the tray that would catch the grease out of scrap steel that I just welded together in a very simple but effective tray. It may be simple, but I tried hard to keep my welds neat and tidy, and I ground everything to make it look seamless.

Trust me, as easy as the professionals make this look, welding is not easy. I am still nowhere near great at it, but I have gotten loads better, and now I can do simple welding projects like this and make it look pretty good. Before I knew it, I was done and I thought it looked good and worked well. Now all I have to do is hope that the hole that I drilled in the grill will spill into it perfectly, but it should.

The grill still needs a back splash made for it though, because I had decided that it would be near on impossible to cast all at the same time, and it really does not have to be the same material anyway. Also, because it is not the same material, and welding to cast iron is tricky, at best I have learned, I will just drill and rivet it in place. With that in mind, I went about creating the splash out of one fairly large piece of pretty decent stainless steel that I had found this morning. I cut it to size and then started heating and bending it, making sure not to ruin it all at the same time. At one of the times that the grill was out of the oven, I did a test fit to ensure that it would fit perfectly, and I was very satisfied.

I quickly drilled it all and then used steel pins that I heated and inserted into the holes and hammered down gently, so as not to break the cast iron. I washed the stainless steel and then dunked the whole thing into the oil for one last seasoning. Just as I was putting it in for the last heating the others all came out to see how I was doing, heading up to make dinner.

We talked for a few minutes, I had to open the forge to show them the pieces, and they were surprised I had both done already and that they looked great. I told them that I only had half an hour or so left, that I was going to clean up, so they headed up to the house to get dinner started. After they left, I started cleaning up everything and putting it away, and when I was done, I turned off the forge, but left the items in there to just cool slowly, and then headed up for a much needed diaper change and to get cleaned up for dinner.

With little surprise, on my walk up to the house, I realized that I had leaked, and not just a little either. It seems I should probably have changed at least an hour ago. I am surprised the others did not say anything, but by then what good would it have done anyway I suppose, which is why they had likely left it. When I came down in just my diaper, Dad confirmed this as he laughed at me, but hey, I am willing to bet that he has done the same thing before. Now that I think back on it, I had actually seen that he had wet his pants before, or leaked as it were, but he had always just played it off as either sweating or sitting in something.

We had a good night in and given that I am pretty tired, because I had worked quite hard, I went to bed almost half an hour early. I did check my email though, to see if Xander had emailed back yet. He had.

Hey there Avery, I emailed Braedon and he'd be okay with that, getting to meet another couple gay diaper wearers as well, and to spend the weekend. He's not gonna tell his mom, just that he's still coming here, but that's okay. My dad'll cover for us, he knows what she's like. So, how was your day today? I was pretty bored, my dad works from 4am 'til 4pm most days, and all I had to do was my school work. We got bad news today though. My dad just rents our place out here, the owner just sold it, he never even told us, and now we have to find a new place, but what sucks is, we have to be out the same weekend our family reunion was scheduled for, now he has no clue what we're gonna do, everything was already arranged. Well, you don't really wanna hear my horrible problems, so I'll let you go, have a good night.

Wow, that sucks. Before I emailed back, I went and talked to Dad to make sure that it would be alright with him. I knocked, instead of just barging into his room, just in case he and James were busy, but they were not, they had just changed each other and were laying there watching TV. I told him about what Xander had told me, and then asked him if it would be okay to offer what I wanted. He thought about it for a minute, and then said sure, why not. I headed back to my bedroom and emailed Xander back.

That's great that you and Braedon will get to come and spend the weekend, but that really sucks about having to move, and on such short notice, especially right before an already planned family reunion. I talked it over with my dad, and he's agreed to let you guys come and live here with us. Try and get your dad to adopt Braedon as well, I'll email you the form he used to get James put into his care from his mom, so that'll make it easier, and then you can all just live here. We have more than enough space for you guys to do your family reunion, so that won't have to be called off, plus we probably have more stuff here for you all to enjoy, such as the pool, as well as lots of other stuff. I'll give you my dads cell phone number so that your dad can call him tomorrow and talk it over. At the very least, even if he doesn't wanna move here, you guys can still use our place for the reunion, that's too important to cancel. Our last family reunion here was amazing, we had more than four hundred people here, which was why we had to make one of the log structures that we did, so that we had some cover, plus we bought this massive tent and made nearly a tonne of tables and benches, so we already have that too. Almost anything you guys could need, we probably already have, so that'll make it way easier on you. I'm pretty tired, because I worked hard all day on your dads things for him, and tell him two of them are done too, so I'm gonna head to bed now, but I'll expect your email tomorrow night after your dad talks to mine. Have a good night.

I logged off and shut down my computer, then changed my soggy diaper after releasing some stress, and finally went to sleep and had a damn good sleep.

James and I did our school work together as usual after breakfast and swimming, and then we went and changed and went to the shop to get to work. I checked out the grill and the frying pans and they are perfect. There is still a gap though between the back splash and the grill that I did not like. I had read something about being able to braze the two together, sort of a cross between welding and soldering. I do have some brazing rods, because I had bought some in case I ever needed to do a repair on any of my casted items, so I thought I would give it a shot. This would ruin the perfect seasoning I had just done, but that is okay. I cleaned the area to be brazed with acid and a wire brush, then proceeded to heat it up until it was perfect and did it.

Well, I managed to do it without destroying it, so that is a good sign. I cleaned everything again, then dipped the entire thing back into the oil and started the forge. Because I only cleaned a small area, the entire thing did not need seasoning, but it would all get another two layers anyway.

With that now done and on its way, and only taking an hour, I turned my attention to the two rather large pots that I now have to make. Because I am making two, and they are identical anyway, I am going to make both at the same time. I had bought a pretty thick slab of really good stainless steel from the shop, it was just about three times larger than I need for one of them, so I am able to get both cut out of it, and then I have a thinner stainless steel for the sidewalls and the lids. Because these pots are mostly for boiling and simmering things, I have to ensure that everything is nice and tight, but I do not have to have nice rounded corners, so everything is just being done with square edges.

I drew out the pieces that I needed to cut, then got out my saw. I had bought a specially designed air powered saw just for this project, expensive, but worth it. Still, it is not easy to cut through that thick a material. It took a long time, especially the bases, because they are so thick, but I got it done. I took all the pieces to my welding table and started clamping everything together to make life easier, and then started welding.

Now, welding stainless steel is a crap load harder than just regular metals, let me tell you, I just hope that they will hold water. My welds do not look pretty, but that will not matter once I grind it all down, and I am welding both sides, so hopefully it will be enough. It took quite a while to get it all welded perfectly, but when I was done, I grabbed my angle grinder and started grinding everything down so that it is nice and smooth.

I spent more than an hour just grinding everything by the time I was done, but it looks really good. I put them both onto another table, close to my water source and filled them both up so that they are absolutely full. I could see no apparent leaks right away, but I am going to leave them filled now anyway as I make the lids, so that I can be absolutely certain.

Now onto the lids. I took the pan and the grill from the forge then cranked up the heat to get it nice and hot to soften some more steel. Using a much thinner stainless steel this time, I marked out the rough size, going an extra two centimeters large, because I am doming them, and I will cut them to exact size later. I then placed one of them into the forge for only a few minutes, just to soften it up a bit, and then went over to my casting table and started using my air hammer to draw out the metal a bit in the centre, so as to make it slightly dome shaped. It took a few heating and beating cycles to get it to the shape I wanted, and then I moved onto the next. I made sure that both are still perfectly flat once I was done, then went and marked out the exact profiles from both of the pans onto their respective lids. In theory they should be identical, but they probably are not.

I cut them down to their exact size, then cut just a tiny strip of steel that I am going to weld to the inner lip of the lid to give it a nicer seal. I also added two handles to each lid, one on either side, as well as welded the hinge and a stop to it so that it could be opened and closed. The stop is just a simple bent arm near the centre that will hit the back of the pot when the lid is opened, nice and simple, but very effective, I hope. It took a while, but before too long, I was grinding the lids down so they are perfect as well. I test fitted the lids and took care of any minor issues, then welded the lid hinges to the pots, though I had to drain them first. I must say, they are incredibly heavy with all that water in them.

Before draining the pots and welding the hinges to them, I looked over both of them very carefully to ensure that there are no leaks, and I cannot see one at all, so that is good. I tested both lids to ensure that they performed properly and stayed in place where they needed to, and other than adjusting where they stood, I was very satisfied.

Not bad, two good solid hard days of work and I got all four pieces done. I made sure the pots fit on the stove one last time, and that too is really good. I just finished cleaning up my mess and was about to head in to tell the others that I am starving and needing dinner, when they too emerged. They stopped by and checked out the pieces as we passed.

“Looks really good Baby, not bad, in only two days you got them made.”

“Thanks, but it was a lot of work too.”

“Yes, but worth it.”

“Oh yeah, I learned a lot.”

“That's excellent then.”

“Yeah. So, did Toby call you today then?”

“Yeah, he did.”

“And what'd he say?”

“I'll tell you all about it as we cook dinner, but let's go get changed and washed up first, since we all desperately need to, most especially Josh, who's managed to start leaking already.” Dad said.

I had not noticed this, so I spun Josh around and ogled at his super saturated baby bum. I patted his diaper and I swear more pee squished out.

“That's hot Baby, but you better go get changed.”

He just shook his head. We were just walking into the house now, so we did all separate and head to our rooms to get cleaned up. We met down in the kitchen and all helped to make dinner together. As we did so, we talked.

“So, what'd he say then?” I asked rather impatiently.

Yeah, I know, patience really is not my strong suit, but can you blame me, honestly.

“He's not sure if he wants to move in with us and all, since we don't even know each other. However, with that being said, he says he may have no choice but to take us up on that offer either, at least for a short period of time. He's far too busy right now with planning everything and running a rather busy restaurant to find a new place on such short notice, so I've offered them room and board for the next few months at least. He usually quietens down after summer, so he said that he'll think about it for now and figure it out later. He's ecstatic though to be able to still do the reunion, but here, he had no idea what he was gonna do. He thought he'd have to cancel it.”

“That's good. I never asked, but what restaurant's his?”

“The lakeside bistro, hence the reason he's so much busier this time of year, there's so many tourists that I bet he's swamped.”

“No kidding, especially with how nice it's been this year.”

“Probably.”

“Did he say anything about adopting Braedon, that's Xander's boyfriend. I gave Xander the form you used to get James away from his mom, so that they can do the same for Braedon, since it sounds as if he's in not such a good situation right now either.”

“No, he didn't tell me anything like that, but he probably will if Braedon's having a bad time of it.”

“I hope so too, and I don't even know him. So, did Toby tell you that he's a gay diaper lover as well?”

“He said that you'd told Xander about us and that we're all the same, so he's happy with that. He never said anything about James and I though, did you tell Xander that?”

“No, we'll have to worry about that later, but I'm sure he'll be okay with it. Especially if how he looked at me means anything.”

“Ah, but no one could blame the poor guy.” Dad said, and both James and Josh nodded.

“I saw that Josh.” I giggled.

“What, never said you weren't gorgeous, in fact, I'm pretty sure I've told you you're hot, but that doesn't mean I can or will do what you want us to do.”

“True enough, I suppose, but not for long.” I grinned cheekily to him.

He said nothing more to this.

“So, it looks like two more bedrooms will be used up soon enough.”

“Good thing we have ten of them then huh.”

“Yeah, suppose so.” Dad laughed.

We continued talking and laughing happily as we made and ate dinner, then we all went and sat back and relaxed for the night. I headed to bed at my regular time and when I got to my room, I booted up my computer to check my email. There are two emails from Xander.

Hey there Avery. I know you're probably already in bed, so you'll get this tomorrow, but that's okay. That's really nice of you guys, I don't know how my dad'll feel about that, I mean, we just met and all, we don't even know each other. Then again, we really are all the same, so that'd be so cool. Being able to do the reunion there though he'll appreciate, thank your dad for us, because this way we won't have to cancel it completely, which we're all looking forward too, because none of our family lives here so we haven't really seen anyone in years. Thanks for the form for Braedon, I'm gonna give it to my dad as soon as I see him tomorrow and ask him to do it. Braedon'd be so happy if he got to live with us. His mom knows he's gay and she thinks it's a vile sin and tells him so at least twenty times a day. I can't imagine living like that, I've known my dad was gay for forever, so it's easy for me. I'm gonna email Braedon and tell him this as well, but I'm gonna tell him not to get his hopes up, just in case we can't. I bet his mom dumps him the second my dad asks though. She's always happy to dump him here for the weekend. I don't know if she knows I'm gay or not, or that we have hot gay baby sex all weekend long, but she never speaks to me, so she probably does. Anyway, hope you have a good sleep.

I finished reading that, then opened up the next one.

I told my dad and gave him all the information. He's not sure about how all that'd work, since he's single, he's out, and he's never home, nor how living with you guys would be. He didn't say no outright, so that's probably a good sign. He really appreciated the chance to do the reunion there still though, so I think he'll accept that at the very least. All we can do is hope now. I emailed Braedon as soon soon as I finished emailing you and told him everything, and he emailed me back and he's excited that my dad'd at least think about it, but he understands that it might be hard to do. We just both really hope he can, it'd be so great if he could live with us. It'd be so much better for him, just because he's gay, but then he'd also get to wear diapers all day like he really wants to. Even though he's a bed wetter, his mom refuses to get him diapers of any sort, he just has a pair of plastic pants, but like that helps any at all. Normally he just wears six or seven pairs of underwear under them for bed and washes them every morning, and he knows she knows, but she never says anything about it. I guess if it doesn't cost her any money why should she care right. That's how I found out he was a diaper wearer at cubs actually and he begged me not to tell anyone, but like I would and told him all about me. Anyway, that doesn't really matter. I guess the next time we'll actually talk now is tomorrow, since it's Friday tomorrow, I'm really excited to come spend the weekend, and so is Braedon. My dad'll pick him up on his way home from work, and then we'll head to your place. So I'll see you tomorrow.

I replied to both with:

Hey there Xander, you probably already know this, but our dads talked and you're gonna get to come live here, so that's really cool. I hope he does adopt Braedon, it sounds as if he deserves it a great deal, and it'll be good for you all. Especially if you all come to live here, even if just for a few months. So, there's no real point in you emailing back, because you're right, it's Friday tomorrow and we'll talk long before I read my email. So just have your dad bring you guys here as soon as he gets home from work, have a good night.

As soon as I finished that, I shut down my computer, grabbed my dildo and went and fucked myself silly through my soggy diaper for a good half an hour, releasing a couple loads, figuratively speaking of course, and then changed myself and went to sleep.