My Son's Best Friend.

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The doorbell just rang, so I go and answer the door, finding my next door neighbor on the other side. My name is Jake, I am thirty two years old, and I suppose in pretty decent shape and of average looks I would say. As soon as the pleasantries are taken care of, and we are now seated in the living room, we get to the heart of the matter.

“So, what's up today Janice?”

“I've been promoted, you knew I was angling for one.” She said.

“Congratulations. I know it's gonna come in handy.”

“Yes, yes it will, however, there's a bit of a problem.”

“Oh, how so, anything I can help with, you know I'll do anything I can to help?”

“They want me to manage one of their office and warehouse complexes in China, of all places. I'm getting my housing taken care of, so no worries there, and I'm allowed to bring Ezra with me, but, well, he'd hate my guts if I tore him away from you and Josh. He looks to you as his father, he loves you far more than he likes his useless waste of space father, and he and Josh have been best friends since they were babies. He already has troubles with kids his age, but tearing him away from the one kid he likes would be a blow to him that I just couldn't do. I'm keeping the house, but I'm gonna have a property management company rent it out for me, so that I don't have to sell it, and this way I have a home to come back to. I know it's a lot to ask, but could you keep Ezra for me?”

“Absolutely.” I said without hesitation. “When do you leave and how long will you be gone for?”

“Early Saturday morning I fly out, so in only four days, and I could be there for a few years. I'll have to bring him here Friday evening after dinner though, so that I can sleep. I'll come home as often as I'm able, but it probably won't be more than a couple times a year for a week or two each time. I'll happily give you a living allowance for him, so that you don't have to pay for everything. I know you don't exactly make a huge amount on disability or anything.”

“That all sounds good, except the money, I really don't need it.”

“I insist. I'll give you five hundred a month, it's non negotiable. I don't want you doing it for free, and you shouldn't either. I'll have everything packed and ready to go, and we'll bring everything Friday night if it's all good with you.”

“Thanks, it is appreciated, they certainly don't pay me lots, but my lawyer says that my court case should be any time now, and if we get even half of what we're asking, then I'll never have to worry again. At least insurance paid off my house and all my debt, so that's helped huge, but then, they were told I'd never work again, and that's what I had it for, so they bloody well better have. You do remember what my plans are for when I get the money though, right?”

“Yes, that they certainly should've. And yes, I remember, there won't be a problem there at all really, here or there, I'll still only see Ezra a couple times a year. How's your back been lately?”

“Still bloody sore, but the therapy they're doing's helping, and they've cut my pain meds down to as low as I can take, so that I don't come dependent on them, which I really don't want anyway. The surgeon says that the operation still looks to have been a success, now it's just a matter of time for me to heal. We all know I'll never be fully up to what I was, but he says the pain should ease. At least my back didn't break, but tearing almost half the muscles still is never good. He repaired all that he was able to, so that's good.”

“Yeah, Josh was so scared for you, the night we got the call, I'm just glad he was at our house. Bloody drunk drivers. I sure hope they jail him for years.”

“Yeah, well, the bloody asshole's still fighting it, saying he wasn't even drunk. I mean, how can he claim that, they had to pry him from his car as much as they did me, the paramedics and firefighters all said it smelled like a bar in his car, there were empty alcohol containers strewn all about, and when they checked his blood alcohol level, it was almost more alcohol than blood. Still, his lawyer is running with it, but my lawyer says we have a very strong case. That and the red light camera having caught him running the red light and slamming into me as I was going through a clearly green light is pretty damning evidence that it was he that hit me, and not the other way around as he's trying to claim. I don't give a damn about me though, I'm just glad I didn't have one or both the boys with me at the time, they'd have been killed for sure, and had that happened, I'd be in jail now, 'cause I'd a killed him instantly.”

“Not sure how he can even claim any of that, but he's just trying to protect his own interests and cares nothing about you. I too am glad that you didn't have the boys with you that night, when you very easily could've. The amount of times we each have the others kid's amazing. They didn't wanna go with you that night, thank god for minor miracles, otherwise they would've been.”

“Yeah, no kidding. So, what are you gonna do with all your furniture and stuff?”

“A moving company's coming Friday to pack it all up and move it to the basement. I'll lock the basement door and give the key for it to the management company, so that if they need access to anything, then they can, and it'll make me feel better. At least the breaker panel's in the garage and the furnace and hot water tank are in the laundry room, so all I have to do is lock the door leading to the rest of it and all my stuff'll stay safe.”

“Good thinking.”

We talked for a little while longer, but Janice left and I was on my own again. The boys will be home from school soon, but as soon as they get here, I was asked to send Ezra home, so that he can have a talk with his mom. I'll talk it over with Josh as well, though I know he will not have any problems with it.

Ten minutes after Janice left, the phone rang and I answered it. It is my friend Dean from down the street, asking if Josh is busy this weekend and asking if he can babysit the whole weekend again. I told him that he has nothing that I am aware of and that it probably will not be a problem at all, but that I would have him call when he gets home.

With Josh being twelve now, he takes on a few baby sitting jobs here and there to earn a few bucks, it is good for him, and he enjoys doing it, especially when he gets to babysit the cute eight year old boy down the street, my best friends son. He does not know that I know, but I know that they have a special relationship, but I know that it was not Josh to have started it.

As soon as the boys get home, because they always come to my place, since Janice is not normally home until later, I send Ezra home to see his mom, telling him that she is home. As soon as he is gone, I tell Josh what is happening. He is understandably excited, they truly do love each other like brothers, yet, even though I know that both boys are gay, I have known that they have never once looked to the other as boyfriends. I also told him that Dean had called and asked for him to babysit Declan the whole weekend again, and he said he would be happy to and called right away.

Friday morning came, and so did the movers. Janice brought me over all of Ezra's things and I put them all into the spare bedroom. As I was putting everything away, I saw that he only has two Goodnites left, so I went and grabbed half the pack of Josh's diapers and put it into Ezra's bedroom. Both boys are bed wetters, clearly, Ezra had always worn Pullups at home, and while he was supposed to wear them here as well, I know for a fact that he and Josh have always diapered each other in Josh's much better and thicker tape on diapers. I also know that they have no shame, and that they have jacked off together numerous times, but no, I do not believe that they have ever done more than that. I never asked, it is none of my business.

Just after noon, Janice came and told me that the movers are finished, and that the house is now empty. She told me that she has booked a hotel room for the night, and that as soon as Ezra gets home from school, she is taking him out, they are going to spend a couple hours together, have dinner, and then she is going to bring him home to me.

When I had asked about Ezra's father, I was told that I would likely not even hear from him at all, even though he had been given my contact information, and Ezra has his. It is truly sad that there are parents out there that have no contact with their kids, but then, my ex wife, Josh's mom, has not seen him since he was two years old, she has never sent me a penny, nor sent him a gift, and every time she has been called to court, she has been a no show. I was asked several times if I wanted to press charges, but I never bothered, it only hurts her more in the end, and I have not bothered to even try since Josh was five, I gave up on her.

Josh and I had our dinner together, early, and then he headed to Declan's house for the whole weekend, where I know both he and Declan will likely have sex in so many positions, and so many times, that they will both be very happy, tired, and probably sore by Sunday, they usually are. Dean, and I have laughed about it several times. Clearly he knows, but we had hatched that one together, getting the two clearly needy boys together, because we both knew what they had wanted and needed. After their first night together, he had called me and told me how happy Declan had been, and I told him how happy Josh was as well, we were both happy with the outcome.

Janice and Ezra showed up just a few minutes after six.

“Well, I guess it's time to go. Come give me hugs and kisses Ezra.”

Ezra wordlessly went and hugged and kissed his mom goodbye. I can tell that he has tears in his eyes, yet he is not full out crying like I thought he would be at the prospect. Ten minutes later, it is just Ezra and me.

Ezra is only eleven, he and Josh are almost exactly one year apart from each other, though he looks far younger. He is tiny still, appearing to be only eight or nine years old, but then my Josh is hardly any better. He is also really skinny, though I know that when he gets his mind to it, he can eat to put an entire army to shame. His features are almost feminine, yet you can clearly tell that he is all boy. Soft pale skin, soft doe brown eyes, dark brown wavy hair, nice full eyelashes and brows, cute little button nose, and lush full cherry red lips set off his striking appearance. Though he has a hard time accepting it, he is cute, just tiny. Both he and Josh get teased a lot because of it, but at least they are together. They are each others only real friends though.

When Josh was to be moved to grade seven, and therefore moving up to middle school, both Janice and I knew that it was going to be hard on Ezra, well Josh too, so, even though the school did not really want to do so, they moved Ezra up with him. Both boys are incredibly bright, so moving Ezra was not a problem academically speaking, they just do not like doing so, but they did, so that is good.

“So, Handsome, it's just you and I for the weekend now. How are you holding up?”

“I'm okay.” He said, though he did come and give me a nice big hug as well.

Ezra has always been a very tactile young man, he loves to just come and cuddle with me, he loves to hug me, and always seems so content when he can just touch me. Do I know that he is in love with me, hell yeah, I have known since he was four how he feels for me. Even Janice knows, and she is okay with it too. Hell, she even told me, when he was eight, that if he ever asks for us to move our relationship further, that I have her blessings. He never has, though how, even I have no idea.

Clearly I am gay and Janice knows this. I had tried playing it straight, but after my wife left me, I realized that she was right, I just never tried to make her feel loved, and had to admit that she was right. I have had a few flings here and there, hell, even had a boyfriend living with me for almost a year, so obviously both Josh and Ezra know, but I have not had anything in the past year at all, but then, I did have a pretty bad accident almost exactly a year ago now, and I have been in and out of the hospital several times since.

“Good, I'm glad. If there's anything that you want or need, just ask, okay.”

“Okay.”

“Would you like to go get ready for bed, then we can curl up and watch a movie?”

“Okay.”

“I noticed you only had two Goodnites left, so I put several of Josh's diapers in your room for you. Can you diaper yourself though, I know you and Josh usually diaper each other?”

“Oh, you know I still wet the bed?” He blushed cutely.

“Of course I do, how could I not. The amount of times you come out wearing a super soggy diaper under your jammies, how could I not notice it. Not to mention the fact that every morning you come out you come and jump into my arms and give me nice hugs and kisses good morning, and I always cradle your cute little baby bum and can feel your soggy diapers.”

“Oh, never thought of that.”

“So, can you diaper yourself, or would you like me to diaper you?”

“Um, I can't really do it myself, so could you please?”

“Of course, come on Baby.”

“Thanks.” He whispered.

I have called both he and Josh baby since they were babies, both boys love it, say it makes them feel loved when I still call them my babies, even though Ezra is not my son, truly, but in fact he is, we adopted each other years ago, just not legally.

As soon as we get to what is now Ezra's bedroom, he stands by the bed and patiently waits for me, making not one move to undress or anything. I grab a diaper and the wipes, as well as some baby lotion and diaper rash cream and go and toss it on the bed. Ezra sees this and smiles softly.

I start undressing him, and when he is naked, I pick him up and lay him on the bed, even though I should not be picking him up, he is at least double the weight I am supposed to be lifting, but I do not care right now. Ezra is not ashamed in the least for me to see him naked, I have seen him naked hundreds of times, and he I. When we go swimming, which we do often, we all change together, so it is no big deal for him.

I grab a wipe and clean Ezra up, his little penis already reacting, though from his blush I can tell that he is trying his hardest not to become his hardest. By the time I am half way through applying the lotion, he is full hard though.

“If you're blushing because you're hard, there's no need to be embarrassed. Every time I diaper Josh, because he still asks me to at least a few times a week, he is too. I would've been more shocked if you weren't.” I say softly to relax him.

“Thanks.” He whispers, relaxing slightly, though he starts pulsing a little more now.

By the time I have applied a nice thick coating of the diaper rash cream, I can tell that Ezra really needs to cum. I am not trying to make him do so, honestly, but clearly he is getting what he has dreamed of for a very long time, and yes, I do know he has dreamed of this. I pull up and tape closed his diaper, and then pat the front of it softly.

“There you go Baby, all ready for bed. Now, would you like your jammies, or would you rather stay in just your diaper?”

“Just diaper please.” He whispers again.

“Okay. Go out and pick a movie, I'm gonna go get ready for bed as well.”

“Okay, thanks.” He says happily and scampers from the room.

I head to my bedroom, grab my diaper change supplies, strip, lay down, and diaper myself. I am incredibly hard though, and as I apply my lotion, I explode. I rub that in as well, then cream myself and pull up and tape closed my diaper. I throw on my robe, so that I am covered. Neither boy knows that I wear diapers, though I wear all day every day. I have not told them for one reason, and one reason only, I did not want to influence their decisions.

I have known that both boys are diaper lovers since they were young, I know that they have happily diapered each other during the day several times. I have also never given Josh Pullups in any form, always tape on, and he has never asked for them either. I have never said a word to the boys about it, though how they could possibly think I do not know, I have no idea. I know that Josh technically stopped wetting the bed a couple years ago already, and Ezra may or may not have been about the same time.

Janice had asked me about it a few years ago, asking if I thought the same, and I said yes. She laughed and said that if that was the worst thing he loved, then he was going to be just fine. And yes, she does know I am a diaper lover as well. Technically speaking I only wet the bed until I was eight, but I kept my diapers for as long as I could, but my parents made me give them up when I was eleven, but the day I moved out, the first thing I bought was a pack of the thickest diapers I could get. I had snuck them several times after they were taken from me and before I moved out, but after that day, I wore full time.

My wife had known, she was as well, which was why we got together in the first place, so our son was doubly cursed to be a diaper lover, though I certainly do not see it as a curse, nor does he I am certain.

When I get to the living room, I find that Ezra already has a movie in and ready to go, but I tell him I am going to make popcorn and get us some juice first, and he smiles and nods happily, telling me that that is great. A few minutes later, I am back with our treats, a large bowl of popcorn to share, and almost as large a jug of juice. We each pour our juice, and then sit back with the bowl on my lap, Ezra cuddled right into me, and I hit play.

The movie is almost two hours long, and we enjoy it together, all cuddled up. We finished our treats, so I know that Ezra will be every bit as wet as I am, though I had noticed that he had already been pretty soggy, so he had wet his diaper as soon as he could after my putting it on him, though I had said nothing of it. We still have a couple hours before bed, so I challenge Ezra to a few games on the Nintendo, and he is all for it. I ask if he wants more juice or water, and he asks for water, so I go and grab us each a nice large glass. Once more, I say nothing to the fact that Ezra is already nice and soggy.

Almost two hours later, we finish playing, we had had a great deal of fun, laughing and talking and joking, as we played, but now we are both getting tired, and I can see that Ezra is every bit as wet as I am.

“Okay, come on Baby boy, let's go get you into bed.”

“Okay, I'm pretty tired.”

“Yes, and does baby need a soggy bum change?” I asked, as I give his diaper the squeeze test. “Oh, never mind, you sure do. Feels like Baby accidentally peepeed his diaper lots and lots. Would you like me to change you again?”

“Please.” He blushes massively.

“Okay, come on Baby, we'll get you all taken care of and into a nice fresh baby diaper, no problem. It happens to the best of em, so no worries at all.”

I got Ezra's diaper all changed, and he is just as hard as he was earlier, only he was that hard as soon as I opened his diaper this time. I could tell before doing so, though, mind you. Even though he is not very large yet, somewhere around nine to nine and a half centimeters long while fully erect, and somewhere around three or so centimeters around, it had still been easily detectable through his soggy diaper. He did not manage to last through the lotioning this time before he exploded.

“Oops, sorry, didn't realize you were that close, guess it felt too good.” I said as I continued to work.

He says nothing, just blushes even more.

“It's okay, you're a boy, it's supposed to happen, just not by someone else unless you want them to.” I say as I finish up and pull closed and tape up his fresh diaper.

“I'm sorry.” He whispered.

“Like I said, it's okay, I understand. Now, spin around so that I can tuck you in, unless you want your jammies.”

“No thanks, just like this please.”

“Okay.”

As soon as Ezra is spun around, I pull up the blankets and tuck him in. I give him his kiss to his forehead, tell him to have a good sleep, and then shut off the light and close the door on my way out.

When I get to my bedroom, I strip off my robe, grab my diaper change things, throw myself onto the bed after them, and then start rubbing myself through my diaper. Just as I am about to cum, I push down the front of my diaper and latch on and explode. I paint my chest and stomach with what has to be eight good sized shots. Normally I am not a firer, normally I am an oozer, but seeing Ezra like I had all night, and then making him cum, accidentally though it was, had clearly made me incredibly hot. I lick up all my mess, I love eating it, and then proceed to change my diaper. I wet it with a little that I had saved, and then curl up and go to sleep as well.

I am normally an early riser, and this morning is no different. I wake up at just a few minutes after five, lay there for a few minutes, wet my diaper just a bit more, and then get up. I throw on my robe and head to the kitchen, where I make myself some nice tea. I know that Ezra will be up soon as well, and as soon as he gets up, he will undoubtedly want some tea too. Just as I am pouring my second cup, in he walks, just as gorgeous as can be, hair sticking up, still wrinkles in his cheeks from the way his pillow had been bunched up under his face, naked except for his very soggy diaper, and still rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

“Good morning there Baby, looks like you had a good sleep, and looks like you peepeed your diaper lots and lots.”

“Good morning, yeah, I had a nice sleep, how 'bout you?”

“I also slept well, thanks. Would you like some tea, I made lots?”

“Please. I hoped you'd have some, you usually do.” He smiles brightly and comes and takes the cup I pass to him.

“There you go Baby, enjoy.”

“Thanks, I will.” He says, and then sighs deeply as soon as he finished savouring his first sip.

Both Josh and Ezra have grown up enjoying tea. I always have several types in the house, but for morning, especially, you cannot beat a premium Earl Grey tea, and that is what we are enjoying right now. For the next fifteen minutes, we say nothing as we enjoy our tea. I end up having three cups, Ezra two, and then we grab ourselves some cereal to eat.

“So, what would you like to do today Baby?”

“Don't know, don't really care too much, to tell you the truth. Just being here with you's more than enough for me.”

“I didn't really have any plans today anyway, so we can stay in if you'd like.”

“Okay.”

“And would you like me to put you into a fresh diaper after breakfast?”

“Excuse me!” He squeaked.

“You heard me. If you'd like, I'll happily change your diaper, and you can wear and wet it all day long, and I'll happily change you when needed as well.”

“Um, um, um....” Is all he could come up with.

“It's okay, really it is. I know and understand that you enjoy wearing them during the day sometimes, and it's okay with me?”

“Um, um, um....” Is all he could come up with again.

“And yes, I know that you and Josh partake in it together. How you could think I didn't know, I have no idea, but I do, and if I'd had an issue with it, I would've said something when you boys were five and six, when you really started getting into your diapers more.”

“You really knew, and never said anything?”

“Of course, I just told you so, didn't I?”

“Yeah, but, but, well, please don't tell my mom.”

“I'd never tell her anything you asked me not to, but do you honestly think she doesn't already know as well. Think about it, you boys did the same things there as you did here, and I've known for a long time. The only reason she never switched you to tape on diapers, like we both knew you wanted, was because you never worked up the courage to ask for them. I never switched Josh, because I told him that it was his choice as to when we switched him to Pullups, and he never asked. Your mom says she wishes she would've done the same for you though.”

“She really knows, and she doesn't care either?”

“She really knows, and she doesn't care either, as long as you're happy and healthy, that's all she really cares about. Same with me and Josh, as long as he's happy, I'm happy.”

“Um, okay, then, yes please, change my diaper for me.”

“Okay, and would you like me to keep you in diapers all the time?”

“You'd really do that?”

“Hell yeah I would, I know it's what you want, and I haveta admit, you're even cuter like this too. If you want, I'll get you a thinner tape on diaper for when we haveta go out and for school.”

“Then yes please, and I'd like a thinner one as well.”

“Okay, I'll arrange that for you then.”

“Okay. Why would you let us though, isn't it weird?”

“Sure, to some I suppose it is, but if that's the worst thing you boys enjoy, then you're gonna be just fine. Really though, does it hurt anyone else?”

“No, I guess not. Why are you telling me this now though?”

“Mostly because of how much you and Josh have been wearing during the day lately. I mean, honestly, I buy the diapers, I also know exactly what to look for, so how you could think I wouldn't know, I have no idea.”

“Well, you never said anything. We always thought for sure that one day you'd find out and call us horrible freaks and separate us and kick him out, and I'd get kicked out 'cause you'd surely tell my mom, then we'd be nothing.”

“Yes, well, I tried giving you boys the freedom to be who and what you are, and you have, I told you both time and time again that I'd love you both, no matter what. You've both known I was gay since you were young, yet neither one of you's ever thought to tell me that you're gay, and no, I know you and Josh aren't boyfriends, but that you have fooled around a little. I'd hoped that you'd both get the courage to do so one of these days, but you never did. I'm doing so now, because you're living here, and I know exactly who and what it is you truly want.”

“You know.” He whispered, looking horrified.

“Yes, I've seen it for years. I honestly expected you to make a move when you were eight. Even your mom saw it and told me that she'd approve.”

“Excuse me?” He shrieked this time.

“You heard me.”

“But, but, but...”

“And here's one more secret for you.” I stood up and dropped my robe.

Ezra just stood there, staring at me in dumbfounded awe, and then he came. It takes almost a minute for him to come down, and by the time he does, I am sitting back down again. He could not even look at me for a minute, and when finally he does, he has tears in his eyes.

“You're not ashamed of how you reacted when you saw me in only a soggy diaper, are you?” I asked softly.

“Yes, you probably hate me now.”

“Absolutely not. How many times have I told you all through your life that I love you like a son, and that that love would never fade?”

“Hundreds, maybe thousands.”

“That's right. Josh may be my true son, but you're just as much my son is he. You and I adopted each other years and years ago, and as such, I've always thought of you as my son.”

“But, what if I want more?”

“Then we move slowly, and only as fast and as far as you wanna move.”

“You mean it?” He asks in a hoarse whisper this time.

“Yes.”

“Oh god, I want it all, and I want it so bad it hurts. I've wanted you for so long, but I was certain that you'd hate me for that.”

“I know, which is also why I'm telling you now. I'm actually happy Josh isn't here this weekend, because it gives us the time we need. He knows nothing of any of this yet either, I'm doing this all because of you. He's ready to hear this, but you had to hear it and soon.”

“Why?” He asked curiously.

“Because, if I didn't do this for you, it would've torn you apart. You always spent the night here two or three times a week, and it's been hard on you, but now being here all the time, that would've torn you up inside, it may've even caused you to become unstable, and I didn't want that. Like I said before, I've known for a long time exactly who and what you are, and who and what you've wanted as well, and furthermore, I know who and what I am and who and what I want, so, as soon as your mom asked me, I told her that I was gonna haveta do this, and she agreed.”

“You're not kidding, are you?”

“No, of course I'm not.”

“Oh man, can we go change each others diapers right now then?”

“Absolutely. However, with that being said, there's to be nothing more than just hands today. I want and need to move slow with you. I've loved you for a long time as well, and I don't wanna hurt you.”

“Okay.”

I stand up and put out my hand for my baby, my very new and young boyfriend, and he takes it in his oh so small hand and I pull him up and then we walk hand in hand to my bedroom. I have diapers in there already for Ezra, including a couple packs of thinner daytime diapers, so we are all set. I lay Ezra on the bed, and then crawl in with him, and then do something that I have dreamed of for a very long time. I reach in and press our lips together tenderly and give my sweet baby boy his very first passionate kiss of love.

Now, I know that Ezra and Josh have practiced kissing together, I even caught them doing so once when they were seven and eight, it was sweet, so he is already a very good little kisser.

We wrap ourselves in each other and just hold each other as we kiss, and we have to have stayed this way for at least ten minutes, not even moving anything else but our tongues and lips.

I reach down and grab hold of Ezra's hot baby bum through his soggy baby diaper, and start kneading his cheeks through all the wet material, and he reciprocates. We last for at least another ten minutes like this, before Ezra is the first to break off the kiss.

“Roll onto your back please, I wanna pull down the front of your soggy baby diaper and jack you off first?” He whispers tenderly to me.

I do as I am asked, and Ezra takes no time in pulling down the front of my diaper and exposing my nearly sixteen centimeter long and almost ten centimeter around, hairless and circumcised dick. Ezra has seen me dozens, maybe even hundreds of times naked, so this is nothing new to him, but I have never allowed him to see me hard, and now he is gazing intently, staring even. I cause my dick to bounce, and his eyes keep bouncing right along with it. It is rather comical, and I cannot help but to laugh.

He looks up at me, grins, and then reaches in with eager hands and takes a handful each of hot hairless nuts and much larger adult dick. Never before has he held something so large in his hands I am sure, neither boy is very large, and I doubt that either has ever played with anyone other than Declan, and yes, I am certain that they have all played together, though, once again, how much is none of my business.

Soft and tender at first, really only caressing me, learning my every detail, and then more firmly once he gets into the rhythm, Ezra starts jacking me off. I last a very meager one minute before exploding my largest load to date, I hit my own cheek in fact on the first shot, and fire off a total of eight shots, and I think I oozed another full teaspoon full afterward. I scooped off the cum from my cheek and licked it off, and Ezra looks at me questioningly. I nod, and he scoops up a bit and licks it off as well.

Ezra savors my unique flavour for a few seconds, then goes back for seconds, then thirds, and even a little bit of fourths. Once finished, he looks up at me and grins brightly.

“Wow, you taste so good.”

“Thanks. I can't wait 'til you start producing and I get to taste you as well.”

“Yeah, that's not likely to happen any time soon.”

“No, probably not, at least for a couple more years yet, but that's okay too.”

“You're still hard, can I jack you off again?”

“Absolutely Baby, just as long as I get to jack you off twice as well.”

“I don't see a downside.” He grins brightly, and latches back on again.

This time I last almost five minutes, and when I do cum, this time it is a more normal output and force. Ezra eagerly licks it all off once again, and then I pull him down and press our lips together and share the wealth with him in a nice tender cum kiss. As I push him away from our kiss, I gently lay him down and then proceed to pull down the front of his diaper. He is impossibly hard, he is deep purple now, and as I grasp hold of him, he squeals in near agony, and cums.

A minute later, when comes down once again, I latch back on, because I had let go of his overly sensitive little dick, and start very tenderly masturbating him. He moans and sighs so cute, he is nearly purring like a little kitten, and this time he lasts almost three minutes. Once he is done, I pull his diaper back up and into position, and then reach back in and press our lips together once more.

We kiss for easily ten minutes more, before he pushes me away tenderly.

“I need to go peepee now, but this diaper isn't gonna hold it all, could you change me now please?”

“Absolutely Baby, my bladder's been screaming at me now for at least ten minutes, but my diaper isn't gonna hold it all either, so you can change me after.”

“Okay.” He says brightly.

I grab everything that we are needing, and then remove his soggy diaper, clean him up, lotion and cream him, and then pull closed and tape up his fresh diaper. I press my palm to his diaper.

“Do it Baby, peepee your baby diaper, do it for me, let me feel you peepee.” I whisper to him.

He takes at most three seconds, and then he starts peeing his diaper. He pees for a good solid twenty seconds, and then sighs deeply in contentedness. As soon as he is done, we trade places, and he proceeds to change my diaper as well. He cleans me up tenderly, lotions and creams me perfectly, and then pulls up and tapes closed my diaper as well. He does an absolutely perfect job. He then presses his palm to the front of my diaper, and I know what he wants, and so do I.

“Do it Baby, peepee your baby diaper, do it for me, let me feel you peepee.” He whispers to me this time, the exact same thing, and so I give him what he wants, what I want, what I had hoped he would do as well.

I too pee for a good twenty or so seconds, and then sigh deeply. Ezra does too as I finish.

“That was amazing. Josh and I've done that for each other lots, and it always feels great, but it felt way better with you?”

“What, the kissing, the hand job, the diaper change, or the feeling each other as you pee?”

“All of it. You already know we did that though, didn't you?”

“I knew you boys had played some, and I saw you kiss once, but how much and how far, no, I don't know, only assume. I'm pretty sure you've never wanted to be boyfriends though, and I don't think you've used more than your hands either, but I could be wrong.”

“You're not.”

“That's what I thought. You've always been best friends, brothers, but never more.”

“Yeah. Besides, he has a boyfriend now.”

“Yes, and so do you I hope?”

“Only if it's with you.” He smiled peacefully.

“I'd very much like that.”

“Mmmhmm, me too. So, you know who Josh's boyfriend is, don't you?”

“Of course I do.”

“And does Declan's dad know as well?”

“Yes, and he knows that they enjoy their diapers a huge amount every time as well. Don't tell them this part yet though, they have to work that one out on their own.”

“Oh, why?”

“So that they grow.”

“I don't really get it, but okay.”

“You will soon enough. Same with you boys, I was hoping you'd come to me first, that I wouldn't have to intervene and do what I had to do this morning, because in order for you to grow, you need to learn to trust. There are limitations to trust though, don't forget that. You should've both known you could trust me with every one of your secrets, but still you wouldn't.”

“Oh. Why didn't you ever let us know before though that you're a diaper lover as well?”

“So's not to influence your decisions too much. I've always given you boys your freedom, so that you could explore and discover yourselves, and I tried telling you hundreds of times that you could trust me with your deepest darkest secrets, without actually saying the words mind you, but you wouldn't take the hints. Maybe 'cause you simply weren't ready for it yet, but I don't think so.

“I think you both figured out exactly who and what you are quite a while ago already, I think you've both become as comfortable with it all as you can be, yet you still couldn't trust me. You really should've though, it could've been so much better for you had you've just trusted me, trusted yourselves. Not only could we've been boyfriends months ago already, but you both could've been wearing diapers twenty four seven like I know you've wanted to for a long time already. I think you were seven when I saw you boys' diaper usage spike and you started using them during the day far more often, that's when I knew for sure. I should've confronted you then, but I decided that I really did haveta let you boys grow and tell me yourselves.”

“I wish we had've now, because I wanted you and diapers so bad, for almost two years already.”

“Did you ever confide in Josh that you wanted me?”

“Yeah, the night he told me he has an eight year old baby boyfriend. He grinned and said that'd be so hot if you two could get together.”

“That's good. Then he won't be too shocked at least.”

“Oh, I think he'll be shocked anyway, and I can't wait 'til he comes home and sees us only in our super soggy baby diapers.”

“You and me both.”