Chapter 4

This morning, Owen and I woke up, kissed, cuddled, and stroked each other through our soggy night diapers for only one hot baby boygasm. It was really quite soft and tender, and I think I love that more than anything else. We got up when we had to, went and got cleaned and then diapered each other, went and had breakfast, and then went and got dressed to be ready for the day ahead.

When we made it to the pool, I checked, and it is now good and clean, the water is rising, so clearly it is filling, and there is another letter, asking that I have my people monitor it and shut it off when it is at the correct level, as well as turn everything back on when it is at that level, and that he will get it properly adjusted tonight. I made sure to tell my people this, so I know they will get it done.

Owen started cleaning and stocking as soon as we made it to the store, I did paperwork and organized all the next weeks campers and resort guests. Looks like I have a huge company golf trip coming, they are wanting to book seven cabins, fifteen RV sites, and at least one golf game per day. Not bad. Of course I arranged it all, though I did have to put one of the cabins worth of people into the hotel, since I did not have enough cabins for that length of time for that time period, but I am sure that it will not be a problem, though I did email it back to them with the confirmation so that they know.

Just before eleven, Calvin and Joshua showed up, and Owen excitedly told them all about what we had talked about last night. They are understandably happy with this. I told them to go and ask their parents to come for a talk. As soon as they ran off, I called one of my people to watch the store while I went and did an interview to maybe start up a restaurant. She smiled and said, 'absolutely, that would be an amazing addition to the resort.'

Owen and I headed outside, so that we can meet the Babies and their parents, though also babies. We saw them coming shortly after, so we waited for them, and when they arrived, I said nothing and turned and led them to the dining hall. Then we entered the kitchen.

“So, Calvin and Joshua never wanna leave here. I'm told you're both chefs, and pretty damn good at that. I have a cabin that you can live in, no charge. You charge a fair but profitable amount for meals, I get twenty percent of the profits. You take Monday and Tuesday off so that you can have some rest, and you get a much calmer pace. I'd say open from about eight to one, and then four to seven, or whatever you decide.

“You'd essentially be your own business, with little overhead. Power and fuel costs would be included, you'd just haveta pay for all the supplies. The kitchen, as you can see, is already very well stocked for virtually anything you could desire, even fresh baking. I would ask that you do some fresh baking every day to be sold in the store, as well every Sunday I'd loveta have an all you can eat pancake breakfast, though you could certainly vary it week by week. Given the nature of the resort, though, there will be lotsa downtime, so there will be times of the year you make no money at all, but the rest I think you'd do fairly well.

“Given how shocked you both look, I'm guessing that the babies never even warned you or asked you, or even told you anything, only that I wanted to talk to you. So, take all the time you need to decide, I don't need an answer right away.” I said, grinning from the looks on their faces.

“Wow, that's an amazing offer. We'd like to talk it over.” Their mom said.

The two of them went off to the side, and talked for at most thirty seconds.

“Yes.” They both said. Calvin and Joshua whooped and hollered.

“Excellent. I've always wanted to do a restaurant here, but I simply didn't have the time, nor am I gods gift to cooking, in fact I'm pretty sure I could give food poisoning while preparing dry toast. So, I think this'll work perfectly.”

“That's too funny, actually. So, I'm Liam, I'm a bi baby boy diaper lover, and this is my bi baby wife Brittany.”

“Good to meet you Liam and Brittany, I'm Oliver, I'm a gay baby boy diaper lover.”

“And I'm Owen, I'm also a gay baby boy diaper lover.”

“And partners too.” Brittany said pointedly.

“No, not yet at any rate, though I want it so bad.” Owen said, grinning to me.

“Oh, we think you're baby boyfriends already, even if you haven't gone all the way.” Liam said.

“Yes, but for pretty clear and obvious reasons, this can't be spread. I know you know the reason for this.” I said.

“Like I told you already, I sure do. Also, do you see a rather considerable age difference between Brittany and I. I told you I had two men and one woman, well, Brittany was that woman. She's only ten years older than me, but I was ten when we met. God, we've already been together twenty two years, it hardly feels like it. Trust me, my parents were furious when they found out. Thankfully I was already sixteen when they did, though they certainly tried to cause trouble. Thankfully they never found out about the men I'd had before that. And yes, I've had other men since too, and a few older boys, and Brittany's also had a few women and older girls over the years. We've even had a few parties, they can be loadsa fun, if you catch my meaning.”

“I'm sure us gay baby boys don't wanna catch your meaning.” I laughed.

“No, I'm sure you don't.”

We ended up standing around, talking for almost an hour, hammering out details, and then I toured them through everything. I really did do it right when I made this kitchen. There is a really good sized walk in cooler and freezer, the cooler is larger, but the freezer is a pretty decent size. There is a large griddle and a flame grill almost as large, three deep fryers, and a large six burner gas stove. There are four ovens, two in the stove, as well as a free standing double oven. I also have all the best commercial kitchen equipment; mixers, slicers, openers, grinders, and anything else they might need. Then there are all the dishes, cookware, utensils, and everything else that they could possibly need. I even have everything that they would need for doing the buffets, so that makes it easier. They are suitably impressed.

“Wow, this is as nice a setup as we currently run, but it's actually larger and much nicer laid out. When would you like us to start?” Liam said.

“Whenever you like or can, I suppose. It'll likely take a few days to get all the food ordered and here.”

“Well, considering we were told that if we didn't come back at our regular scheduled time, that we weren't to come back at all, and so I told the owner of the restaurant that he could take his shitty job and shove it where it belongs, we can start any time.”

“Really, how come you never told us?” Calvin asked.

“Didn't want you to worry. We knew we'd find a better job right away, we're both really rather good at what we do, so there's never any problems with that. We desperately needed the time off though, and even though he certainly didn't wanna let us go in the first place, we told him that it was either that or we quit, because we were sick of being treated worse than the slaves were treated. Of course he berated us even more, we almost told him where to go and how to get there then and there. We'd called a few places before even leaving town, putting the bug in people's ears that we were looking for a new restaurant to call home. We used to love that place, but then the new guy took over, and since then it's gone way down hill. Without us there, I doubt he'll last more than a couple months. Then we get here, and all this happens. We never expected a perfect job to find us.” Brittany said.

“Well, I guess it all worked out perfectly then.” Joshua said.

“Yeah, now we just needta go home in a couple or a few days and return the trailer, pack up the last of what we wanna keep, and then ask a rental company to take care of the house for us. We'll rent it out, since we won't make any money off it right now.” Liam said.

“Really, we may as well just go today and get it done. We've got the cargo trailer at home, we can trade trailers pretty much, load everything into that, and probably even do some preliminary shopping to get started for here. Good thing we have lotsa savings.” Brittany said.

“May as well. You boys'll haveta come with us to help, so that we can try and get back today, but we really don't haveta do too much.” Liam said.

“Okay.” They both said.

“If you'd like more help, I could go with you.” Owen offered.

Liam and Brittany looked to me.

“He's not my son, it's his decision, and he's certainly more than old enough to make that choice on his own. If you think he can be of help, and you don't mind him tagging along, then feel free to take him. He's pretty much done all that he hadta do today anyway, not that he hasta do anything at all, he just likes to, but it certainly makes my life easier that he does all the cleaning and stocking.”

“Sure, we don't mind, and the extra pair of hands will probably be helpful anyway. Let's go get loaded up and ready to go now then baby boys. I trust you're in a reasonably fresh baby diaper Owen?”

“Yep, I'll take a baby diaper bag though, so that I can change later, because I won't last 'til we get back.” He smiled brightly.

“No problems there, I think we'll be able to cover you nicely.” Liam grinned at Owen.

“Thanks.”

We talked for only a couple moments more, and then the five of them took off to go and tear down their site, pack up the trailer, and then head out. Now I have to go and find a cabin for them. The problem is, I do not think that I have one for at least a week. Oh well, I do have hotel rooms as well, as well there is a spare bedroom in my suite, since Owen does not seem to be using it.

I ended up staying in the store, working on all sorts of things while I waited for my baby to come back. It was nice of Owen to offer the help, which will likely get them all back much sooner, but it sucks for me, because I desperately miss my baby. Especially when it had come time for a nice soggy baby bum change.

I have never had someone change me, until quite recently, and now, I never want to have to change myself ever again. It is so much nicer having my baby do it for me. At least the three baby boys are likely changing each other.

It was almost six in the evening when they finally pulled in. They stopped in front of the store, of course, since they kind of needed to know where to go and all, and so came into the store, hoping to find me there, which is exactly where I was of course. I explained the dilemma of having no cabins at the moment, for at least a week, so the boys could stay in Owen's room, assuming that they do not mind sharing a bed, which they said they definitely do not, and then Liam and Brittany can have one of the hotel rooms to themselves. They too agreed to this.

They had hit a warehouse grocery store while in town, and had picked up a whole bunch of the essentials, which they wanted to get offloaded right away, since they do have a few cold and/or frozen things. I left the store in my employees capable hands, and went and helped. As soon as we were free enough to do so, I grabbed my baby and hugged him tightly and told him I desperately missed him for my soggy baby bum change. He giggled and said he would gladly change me twice next time then. Ooh, goody, I think I know what that means. The others all laughed at this.

Liam pulled the trailer to the loading dock of the kitchen, I had done that for everyone's benefit, it just makes life so much easier being able to offload everything direct to the kitchen, without having to go around a shit load of obstacles. We then all helped to unpack everything that has to go there. It seems they are also putting all their food from their house into here as well. Makes sense. I had at least had the forethought to turn on the cooler and the freezer, since I do not normally keep it turned on, why bother. They are both cold already, but the freezer will take a little longer to get down to proper temperature. It should be fine for now though, they really do not have all that much that has to be put into the freezer anyway.

Leaving the rest of the stuff in the trailer for now, we head upstairs to the hotel, and I show Liam and Brittany to their room, and they like it and are impressed by the size and how nice it is. Like I said, I made this place right, cost more money than one can imagine, which damn near bankrupted me, but has almost already paid me back fully already. They were shocked that in ten years I had made back almost forty million already. Like I said, it has been a rather lucrative business venture, but was risky beyond belief, and there were times when I was not so sure that I was going to make it. I never went to the banks, I have no investors, everything is me and me alone, and had I not had such a good trust fund, I never would have been able to do it.

Two hundred and fifty full service RV sites at seventy five dollars a night, one hundred tent sites at only twenty dollars a night, twenty five cabins at two hundred and fifty a night, and twenty hotel rooms at one hundred and fifty a night adds up very fast, and during my peak season, everything is booked solid for at least two months solid, but my season lasts for six months at least. Then there is the golf course, I average a hundred people through per day, at twenty a head for the course itself, and then club and cart rentals for those who want it, I actually make shockingly good money on it, when it was just a last minute addition that I thought was going to just be a bust, or maybe, if I was lucky, break even. The store also does pretty decent business, not huge or anything, but not too bad. Of course I also have the arcade and games room, but that hardly makes any money, the laundromat just barely pays for itself, and propane sales are enough to cover the costs, but not a hell of a lot more. With that being said, though, what propane I sell to others does often cover the cost of what the resort uses, so I suppose that is pretty decent. Anything else I sell pretty much does only what I expect it to do, but would make no one rich.

When I explained this to them, they were impressed. They told me that at the age of nineteen, I was some ballsy to make that kind of move. Like I said, what else was I going to do with that much money. May as well try and do something good with it at least. They agreed, just claimed it was ballsy. Well, it was, but it was worth it all in the end.

Liam and Brittany put their suitcase on the bed, and then Owen and I showed them to our suite, where Joshua and Calvin will stay for a bit, until we have a cabin ready. As we were walking, I realized something I had not thought of earlier.

“Hey, Calvin, what about your friend, is she gonna come up eventually as well, and if so, where's she gonna stay, I have no three bedroom cabins?”

“Yeah, Mom and Dad will pick her up in a couple days, once they get some paperwork all sorted out. Her parents even agreed to it right away, kinda sad really. She's super stoked though, can't wait to live somewhere where she can be who she really is. Baby Joshy and I wouldn't mind sharing our room with her, assuming there's at least two beds.”

“Oh, that's good, and from what you boys told me, not really surprising. There's two sets of bunks in the bedroom of the cabin I have set aside for you guys, so beds won't be a problem. There's even a curtain that can split the bedroom pretty near in half, so's to give you at least a little privacy I suppose.”

“Perfect, that's good enough for us. Are they fairly large beds though, I'd like to share with Baby Callie?” Joshua asked.

“Yeah, they're doubles, which should be more than enough for two baby boys.” I laughed.

“Good.” Both boys said.

When we made it to our suite, they all really like it. I have it decorated in a soft and calm and fairly sparse way. I do not like a lot of bold, I do not like a lot of clutter, so it is pretty minimalist, without being boring or stark. I have two large decks, and lots of windows, so I get great light. We showed the boys to the bedroom that they can use for the next week or so, and they threw their suitcases down on the bed as well.

It is well past the time for dinner, and so we decide that we really should eat, and made some dinner. I do not have enough chairs for us to all sit at the table, only four chairs, and until recently, only one had ever been used, so I had never needed even that many. The three boys sat on the couch in the living room and ate, while us adults took the table, since I cannot eat on the couch, I have never been able to, and I do not like doing so.

After dinner was eaten and cleaned up, we ended up sitting around and talking, getting to know each other more, and we had quite a nice evening. This is the first time I think I have ever had an adult that I can call a friend. It is quite nice.

When it was getting close to bed time, Liam and Brittany bade us a goodnight and headed to their room, while Calvin and Joshua headed to their bedroom, and Owen and I to ours. Owen and I sucked each other twice, one after the other, until we were satisfied, and then we diapered each other up nice and thick and fell fast into a peaceful slumber.

Owen woke me up this morning with his hand already inside my soggy night diaper, just barely tickling my very hard diapered dick, but only just the head. I sighed deeply, rolled slightly so that I can kiss my baby, then proceeded to kiss him deeply as I reached to his gloriously soggy baby diaper and slipped my hand inside too.

My baby sighed deeply as I mimicked his motions, tickling just the head of his incredibly hard little gay baby boy bone, and since he is not circumcised, but his foreskin is pulled back in his excited state, it must feel amazing to him, because he started panting within just a few seconds, and I knew that he was not going to last long at all.

Not wanting Baby Owe to cum too soon, I pulled my hand from his soggy diaper, then took his hand from mine as well. Owen made a sound that told me plenty well how he felt about this. Oh well, it is good for him to slow down some. I rolled my baby boy onto his back, kissed his sensuous lips once more for just a few moments, and then started kissing my way down his quivering body.

I hit all the premium locations, every spot that I had learned made Owen either quiver uncontrollably, or moan so deeply it put the oceans to shame. His armpits, which taste heavenly, are one of his most erotic zones, his little boy teats are always a good stop, his prominent little belly button is also excellent, and on his sides, just where his rib cage ends, where most boys are most ticklish, nearly sends him into orbit when I lick and kiss there.

Finally I press my face where it truly belongs, right into his soggy diapered crotch. I inhaled deeply of my baby's wondrous scent, enjoying the smells emanating from him. The scent of a very soggy Pampers baby diaper, for I still Pamper him a lot, just because he looks so fucking sexy in them, and he still fits them just fine, so why not. Then the scent of his strong, yet sweet smelling piss, that alone could fulfill my every need, wafts into my nasal cavities, tingling them with the only thing they need. Next is the smell of pure boy; a little musky, sweaty, tangy, and sweet. Owen has always smelled so good to me, even when he is not quite so clean as he should be, and is sweaty and even a little stinky, he still smells wonderful to me, which, according to some, means that he and I are compatible, because we love each others raw scent.

I spent several minutes in my most cherished of places to be, rubbing Owen's erection through his soggy diaper so sensuously it is driving him mad, smelling of him greedily. I do have another goal in mind this morning though, somewhere neither of us has yet to go, or, at least, in a way we have not yet been there I should say. With that in mind, I once more rolled Owen, so that he is laying on his stomach. Instinctively, he put his arms under his head, and then raised his hips and spread his knees some. He is not quite up on his knees, but about half way there. He put himself into the prime position for me to do just what I intend to do, maybe he already knows, maybe his body just knows, I do not really care.

Scooting down the bed some, and then shifting positions, so that I am where I need to be, I once more bury my nose right into Owen's soggy diaper, only this time his sexy, soggy, baby diapered bum. I have never had my nose quite this close to his sexy little baby bum, but I do know that he rarely has any overly pungent smells, for I have been more than close enough to have smelled his baby bum before. Same again, he smells heavenly in this way. Still mostly just diaper, pee, and boy, but with a hint more of his musky scent mixed in too.

Pulling Owen's soggy baby diaper aside, exposing his little hole buried inside. I am about to do something that I have dreamed of for longer than I can actually remember, though how or why anyone would dream of licking and or tongue fucking a hot little gay baby boy bum hole is beyond me. It may not make sense, it may sound incredibly nasty to many, but I have desired it since I was a child, as early as five for sure, but possibly earlier. I am now about to do so.

Without further ado, I bury my face as deep inside Owen's valley of pleasure as I possibly can, and start licking everywhere I can reach.

What Owen had thought I was going to, I have no idea. He let out the longest, deepest moaning sigh I have ever heard from him, he arched his back, and then pushed back into me as far as he could, damn near causing my face to slip inside him. Certainly my tongue did, because when Owen pushed back, I was licking his hot little hole in earnest, and he drove my tongue inside his sweet tasting little hole, burying it in as far as it could go, and this caused him to moan and sigh even more and deeper than before.

I have heard that there are people out there that can very easily cum with only anal stimulation, I am damn near there, but have never managed to actually make myself cum by just dildo fucking myself. Owen seems to be one of those boys, for I can very clearly feel that he is about to cum, and powerfully at that. Within barely five seconds of having my tongue rammed into his baby bum, I can feel Owen starting to pulse incessantly, getting ready to explode, like he always does. I have felt this numerous times as we gently finger each other, it feels way better on my tongue.

And then Owen came, and proved that my tongue could feel even better yet. Feeling Owen cum from the inside in this manner is absolutely the peak of pleasure for me, and I damn near came myself just from that alone. I had to force myself to not hump my soggy baby diaper, and thereby waste a perfectly good gay baby cum load, which I know Owen will want, bad.

I have absolutely no intentions of stopping any time soon, in fact, the store may just get forgotten today altogether if I have my way. I continue to lick and tongue Owen's amazing ass, making him make sounds of pure, unadulterated pleasure, which of course makes me feel better than anything else possibly could. Making my baby feel as good as I possibly can makes me feel good.

For his second baby boygasm, Owen managed to last only a couple minutes, and if possible, was even stronger and longer than his first, but then, I suppose that makes sense, he has had some time this time to get truly wound up, whereas before he had not. I continue on, though, wishing to make my baby cum once more, and he seems more than accepting of this, since he could have easily escaped me had he desired. Well, I am glad he desires to stay, because so do I, a lot.

After making Owen cum for his third time, though, I did decide to stop, we really do have to get started on our day, eventually, though I hope and pray to anything out there, that Owen will wish to repay the favour. I will not ask him to do so, our agreement has always been that we move slow and only as far as he wishes to, but still, I do hope. I did not ask Owen if he wanted me to do this for and to him, which I should have done, but we suck and finger each other already, so what difference is there, really, but I still will not ask that he reciprocate, yet I do hope he will.

As soon as Owen came down from his last cum, he sighed deeply. He rolled back over, onto his back, and stared at me in wide eyed wonder and glory, I can see just what he is thinking, how he is feeling. I think I just caused him to slip into heaven. He grinned brightly at me, tried a couple times to speak, before finally managing to do so.

“Wow, that was the most amazing feeling I've ever experienced. I've never even thought of doing that sorta thing before, when you first started licking me, I almost told you not to, that that'd be nasty. Oh, it was nasty alright, so gloriously nasty, my god, and I came so fucking hard from you doing just that to me, neither of us even touched my baby peepee.”

“I'm glad you enjoyed Baby, I loved doing that for you. I've dreamed of doing that since I was younger than you are now, I don't remember the first time I dreamed of burying my face in an asshole and licking and tongue fucking 'til I couldn't go any more, but I think I really always have. I almost came very time you did, I haveta cum so bad right now it's truly painful. Any chance you wanna suck it outta me?”

“Hell yeah, then I wanna tongue fuck your gay baby boy pussy too. I just gotta try it, now that I know how amazing it feels, I wanna try and make you feel that great too.”

“You don't haveta Baby.”

“I know I don't haveta, I wanna.”

“I really hoped you would, I've always wanted to feel it too.”

“Lay down Baby, let me get all your gay baby milk.”

We traded places, and Owen buried his face in my soggy baby diaper for just a few seconds, inhaling my scent as well. I know that he enjoys this every bit as much as I do. I start gasping and panting, I am trying to pull back from the edge as far as I can, but I think that Owen understands just how close I am to exploding, because he does not waste any time in lowering the front of my diaper and exposing my erection.

Owen practically dove onto my dick, inhaling it even further than he ever has before, I am certain that I entered his throat ever so slightly, before he could go no further. Ever since he had watched Calvin deep throat me, he has been trying to do the same, but he is just not big enough yet to do so. Instead, he starts doing everything else that he knows drives me wild, all at once, and causes me to black out temporarily as I explode in a super nova worthy event. I have no idea how much cum I pumped out, all I know is that when I did come back down, Owen was still sucking it down.

Once done his treat, Owen detached, and non verbally requested that I roll over and assume the position. Oh boy, did I, and fast. I am about to get the second most desired item on my bucket list, I just got item number one, and it was fabulous. Owen wasted no time in burying his face into the seat of my soggy diaper and sniffing me deeply. He too groaned from the scent, but, like me, he too loves the scent of a soggy baby diaper. After only just a few seconds of sniffing, Owen pulled aside my diaper, and very quickly buried his face in my ass, tongue extended, and started licking me.

Well, now I know why Owen did what he did, because the feelings were so intense, that I did exactly the same thing. As Owen poked out his tongue and made to start slipping it into me, I arched up, pushed back, and rammed his tongue as deep inside me as he could possibly be.

The feeling of having my baby tongue fucking and licking me all over, is absolutely out of this world. Nothing else has felt remotely as good, and Owen and I have made each other feel spectacular in so many ways, so many times now it is not even funny. I too find myself rising toward an orgasm to beat all others far too quickly. Never before have I felt quite this good, quite this close to cumming again, and also without any penile pleasures. Owen must have felt this as well, because he slipped his hand inside the front of my diaper, poised only to collect my cum, but not actually touching my over heating dick.

Three more seconds, and it was all I could take. I exploded, hard, it felt more powerful than any ten previous, and feels like I pumped out damn near a litre of cum. I would not be surprised if Owen pulls his hand out, cupping my cum, but seeing that is seriously overflowing his small hand, flooding my diaper far more than I have ever managed to pee it.

Clearly that was not possible, but it is how it felt. When Owen pulled his hand out, he presented it to me, since he clearly did not feel like pulling away from my ass yet. I greedily licked up all the cum, maybe, just maybe, fifteen milliliters worth.

Still, Owen is not stopping, clearly he is enjoying himself every bit as much as I am, and though I know we need to stop, probably should have already, I certainly do not want to. I want this to keep on going all day long. I know that cannot happen either, I have maybe one more cum left in me before I will be useless, yet, even still, I do not want Owen to stop. I want him, ever so desperately, to keep on going, until I truly pass out.

I managed to hold on for almost five minutes for my last cum, it felt so amazing, my baby buried in my ass, tongue fucking me so perfectly, that I tried with everything I had in me to hold off my impending orgasm for as long as I possibly could. It was no good though, I wanted to last thirty or more minutes, but nearly five was all I could swing. It was a truly spectacular five minutes, mind you, but still not thirty.

Owen slipped his hand back inside, and collected my cum as I spewed forth, and then fed it to me once more. I reached back and tapped Owen on the head lightly, telling him that our time is up. He pulled free, righted my diaper, and I rolled over as soon as I was free to do so. He is watching me with that sexy little grin of his, up on his knees, and I can see just how hard he is, either again or still, not sure, but more than likely still. He is pushing a rather sexy and enticing bulge out the front of his sexy soggy Pampers baby diaper. I reach over and pet him gently for only five seconds, and he cums once more and slumps down.

“Wow, that was fucking spectacular.” Owen moaned deeply when he finally came down.

“Oh yeah, and then some.” I sighed deeply.

“Mmmhmm. My god, never knew that'd feel so great, giving and receiving. Never knew that existed, mind you, now I wanna do that like every day.”

“Know how you feel. I've wanted to do that even more than making hot gay baby diaper love, it's the first thing I can ever remember thinking about sexually, and it was far better than I ever dreamed. Of course, I can't wait 'til we make hot gay baby diaper love to each other, but what we just did was what I've dreamed of for so much longer. I truly hoped you'd enjoy doing it as well, and it seems you did. I'd love that every day as well, but we can't. As it is, we're desperately late, I haveta open the store in only twenty minutes, and we haven't even showered or eaten yet.”

“Yeah, I know. We better get up Baby and get cleaned up real quick. Then, while you go get the store opened, I'll get us some breakfast, and I'll bring it to you, so that you can eat in the office, while I run the store.”

“Sounds like a plan Baby.”

We slipped out of bed, holding each others hands as we headed to the bathroom, stripped each others soggy baby diapers off when we arrived, and got into the shower and very quickly washed the smell of sex and pee off of us. We took barely five minutes, including washing our hair, before hopping out and drying each other off quickly. Once back to our bedroom, we diapered and dressed each other, and then I headed out right away with a kiss to my baby.

I practically ran through opening up the pool, checking it out quickly as I did so, happy to see that it is as perfect as it should be, and then headed to the store. There is already someone waiting, but it is still five minutes to opening, so I am at least not late. I let the young man in as I opened the door, telling him that I will be right with him, and went and turned everything on. As soon as I was good to go, I helped him out, and then got started on the rest of the stuff I have to do every day.

Owen brought me breakfast, a couple breakfast wraps, and took over watching over the store, as I took my meal to the office and sat down and ate.

“Thanks Baby, that was good.”

“Yeah, and nice and filling too. I ate three of the blasted things, I was so hungry this morning. I only made you two, but they were a bit bigger than mine were, and you rarely eat even as much as I do.”

“That they were, and I'm stuffed, but I think I needed it, I was starving this morning as well. Did you make enough for Calvin and Joshua as well, and even their parents?”

“Yeah, had Baby Callie call them when they came out. They claimed that we made so much noise, which made them so fucking horny, that it caused them to have plenty of fun on their own. I, of course, snorted, and told them that the walls are pretty much soundproof, so they couldn't possibly have heard us, but that I'm sure the sounds that they made themselves more than likely drowned out what little sound that they could've possibly heard from us.”

“No shit. What are they up to then?”

“They're gonna get started on setting up everything. They're gonna put the tables and chairs out, make signs and menus, get everything on order that they need, and then clean everything. Liam says that while it's clean, it hasn't been used in a while, so everything hasta be sanitized to his and Brittany's satisfaction. He says that'll likely take them all day. I'm gonna go help them once I'm done all the stocking and cleaning here, since there's not much point in my being here if I'm not doing something.”

“You could go play.”

“I know, but I've always felt better doing something productive. This past year, living out in the woods, I always had lots to do to keep me busy. I got to play some, but I always preferred doing something. I was the one that made sure we always had plenty of firewood, in fact, I always came and collected any that was unused from all the sites, but of course hadta collect lots more from the forest too. My dad always taught me that to be a man means that you haveta do what needs to be done without complaint or slacking. He was the same, no matter how shitty he felt, if something needed to be done, he'd just bloody well get it done. He always told me, there's plenty of time to rest when you're dead, but while you're alive, get your work done, get it done perfectly and quickly, and then play hard. So, I always did.”

“Interesting philosophy. I hope you both at least take the time needed to rest when you need to though.”

“Sure. Just not if there's work to be done. Trust me, we always sleep really well, you've seen that. Once I fall asleep, I'm out, nothing will wake me, my dad's the same. When I work hard, I'll go to bed early and sleep longer, my dad was also strict on sleeping. If we had a long hard day, it was off to bed early and get a good sleep, so that we were ready to go again the next day. There was never any whining allowed, a man doesn't whine about being tired, sore, or not wanting to work, a man gets his work done and just bloody well smiles.”

“No wonder he was always such a good worker here. He rarely talked when he was working, did what was needed, did it perfectly, and did it fast. I like that in a person, especially an employee. I'm the same, though not to quite that extreme.”

“No, when you're working, there's no need to talk, unless it's about what you're doing. Idle chitchat, that wasn't my dads style, he really only ever spoke when there was something to say, I'm kinda the same way. He says it's more important to listen and understand than to talk and talk and talk for no reason. That's why I don't really talk all that much unless there's something to say. That's why silence doesn't bother me. I know you're the same there though, we can sit in perfect silence and it never feels uncomfortable. Sometimes other kids irritate me, because they just can't sit in silence, they always feel the need to talk. Calvin and Joshua don't seem to mind the silence, but even they talk more than is necessary sometimes, we can't just play a game and enjoy the company. I know I can talk lots, but really only when needed. I rarely say more than what's needed.”

“No, we're certainly alike in that way, which is just one of the reasons why I think we're so compatible with each other, we can just sit in silence and not feel the need to talk.”

“Yeah. Dad told me that's one of the reasons he likes you so much, he says we're all the same there. He says you'd give him his list of stuff to do, and then leave him to it, expecting him to get it done, and you were always very happy that he did. He also said that even when you'd check in, you wouldn't stop him and make him talk incessantly, you'd just ask him how it's goin', and then leave. Some of the others here, he hated, because they'd stop by and just talk, which of course made him lose his concentration. He of course told them all how he felt about this, that unless they had something useful to say, to leave it until after work, that he was here to work, not talk.”

“Yeah, couple of my people complained that he was overly brusque in that manner, that he'd even tell them off if they just stopped to talk. Like I said though, he doesn't like to be interrupted, and doesn't like small talk. Most thought he was shy or something, but I told them I'm the same really, and to just leave him be, don't bug him while he's working, but talk to him after, and he's super friendly. I doubt most of them tried.”

“No, they didn't. He'd tell me about it, but he'd never go to them and apologize after, he never felt it was his fault. I always told him that he needed to explain to them his philosophy, and why he's like that, but he's really not a people person at all, I at least am, I understand people's feelings, he doesn't. Some people think he's cold and distant, but he's not, you just haveta get to know him. He was very loving and caring, especially to me.”

“Yeah, I could always see that. I'm glad you're a little more approachable though, because your dad really isn't, I'm more like you in that regard too, so I understood him.”

“That's good. I hope he gets things straightened out soon and comes back, I do miss him.”

“I want that for you as well, though I'm loathe to let you go.”

“Yeah, well, me too. We have a second bedroom in our suite, I'm thinking I can't move away from you, so maybe he could live with us.”

“We'll haveta think about that. I'm just barely usedta having a room mate at all, but having someone else there who's very set in his ways might be difficult.”

“Might be, but we'll haveta figure it out.”

“Yeah.”

Owen got started on the cleaning and stocking that he now almost always does all on his own, while I went about doing all the work, as well as helping customers that I needed to, though Owen also helped a few customers from time to time, which is a great help. A few hours later, Owen was done to his satisfaction, which is every bit as high as mine is, and then said that he was going to head out to help the others.

Barely ten minutes after Owen left, one of the couriers that I frequently use arrived. He has several boxes for me, and a few more for Liam. Oh goody, these will be our super naughty toys, as well I do have some stock here as well. It is probably for the best that Owen had left before this arrived, or he may have dragged me up to our suite far earlier than we strictly need to be doing. I sent all the packages that do not belong in the store up to our suite via the dumbwaiter, and then went about unpacking and checking out all that I had ordered for the store, receiving it all into the computer and all that fun stuff.

Owen brought me a slightly late lunch, and we ate together, and though I desperately wanted to tell him that our naughty toys had arrived, I know what will happen if I did so, so I held off. I worked for only a couple hours longer, before calling it a day, my employee had arrived, and so I am no longer needed. I headed to the dining hall and the attached kitchen to see how things are going. When I arrived, Owen came and gave me a hug and a kiss.

“So, how's it goin' here guys?”

“Really well, thanks. Even though it's been in storage pretty much, it's still in excellent condition, and really not all that dirty.” Brittany answered.

“That's good, but that'll be more than likely because it's really had hardly any real use, and no matter how much or how little use it got, once a year I had a professional cleaning company come in and give it the full disinfectant scrub from top to bottom.”

“Oh, that'd explain a lot.” Liam said. “When was it done last?”

“Just about three months ago. I always have it ready for the spring and summer season, so that I can rent it out. Haven't even had one booking this year though, not sure why.” I shrugged.

I never really cared all that much about all this, I knew I really had to have it, and it has got some use, but, like I said before, I doubt it has paid itself off. In fact, I know it has not. I never put it in though to make a huge profit, I make more than enough off the rest of it. Hopefully now though it will get some good use.

“Oh, then that'd be why we're very nearly done. We've even run every dish you had through the dishwasher on sanitize, with bleach, and I think all we have left to do is to mop the floors and then we're done.”

“And did you get a menu all figured out, and get everything ordered?”

“Sure did. That's the first thing we did this morning. With any luck, we'll be opening in three days.” Brittany said.

“Good to know. Well, let's get mopping then, and then I have a surprise for you all.”

We all grabbed a mop, there are more than enough, and took care of getting the floor perfect, which did involve pulling everything out, and or pushing it back into position, because some of it was already out for the cleaning process. With all of us doing so, it took less than twenty minutes to mop it perfectly. Liam closed it all up, and then we headed upstairs and to our suite.

As soon as we arrived, I opened up the dumbwaiter, and started pulling out boxes, passing Brittany and Liam the ones tagged for them as I did so. By now, the boys all know what this must be, and are all nearly vibrating as they wait impatiently. As soon as we started opening the boxes, I am reasonably certain that all three hot little gay baby boys had spontaneous baby boygasms.

“Hope it was as good for you as it was for us.” Liam chuckled as the boys finally came to.

“Oh god, I can't wait.” Calvin said.

“Well, if you don't mind your mommy and daddy helping you baby boys out, there's no reason we can't teach you how to do so right now.”

“I don't mind.” Joshua shrugged.

“Me neither.” Calvin said.

“And will you get me ready at the same time?” Owen asked me.

“Sure.” I said easily.

“Okay, then baby boys, lay down.” Liam said.

I went and grabbed the diapers, three Pampers size sevens, and three of the larger and thicker diapers to go over top, and three huge diaper doublers to go in between them. I grabbed a knife from the kitchen, and prepared all three Pampers. We gathered up all the toys, and then stripped all three baby boys, cleaned them properly, and slipped their diapers under their baby bums. We then slipped onto them their cock rings and cages.

Next came their butt plugs, and all three of them have nice small plugs that they were easily able to accept. Within a few seconds of each other, all three baby boys were plugged, and so we pulled up and taped closed their triple diapers. We then taped them on really well, and then slipped them into rubber baby pants. We gave them all a baby soother, and then went and got them all a baby bottle, and they took them gladly.

“Now, it's your turn Baby.” Owen said to me.

“Um, okay.” I said, warily eyeing up Liam and Brittany.

“If it makes you feel better, we can leave.” Brittany said.

“No, it's okay, it's, well, I've never even been seen by another person 'til recently in just a diaper, and it's a little embarrassing to me, not to mention what's about to happen as well.”

“We understand, don't worry.”

I laid down on the floor, and Owen took care of me every bit as gently as I had done so for him. Finally my baby taped me up and then really taped me up into my triple thick, triple thirsty baby diaper, and slipped onto me my rubber baby pants as well.

“Wow, this is pretty amazing, isn't it.” I said once I stood up.

“Yeah. I love wearing my toys, and wear them most days. I do haveta say though, being caged like this sure makes it easier to concentrate when I haveta.” Liam said.

“Why don't you two strip down to your soggy baby diapers as well?” Joshua asked.

“Okay.” They both said.

They both stripped right away, until all of us are in only our diapers, though Brittany did leave her bra on, a sports bra style that looks more like a bikini top. I, for one, was glad of that. I think the others were too.

For the rest of the day, we sat back and relaxed, played games, talked lots, got to know each other even better, and actually had a really good evening. By bedtime, not one of us were in need of a super thick baby diaper change, even though we are all very well wet. Liam and Brittany got dressed again, and though they had diapered up every bit as thick as the rest of us had, once dressed, it was only just barely visible. We all said goodnight to each other, and then headed to bed.

Caged as we are, even Owen is not horny, he says that it has certainly prevented him from getting hard, and though he still feels so amazing from having the vibrating cock ring on his balls, and the vibrating butt plug lodged in his baby bum, it cannot make him hard. He claims that he has thought of dragging me to bed and making love to each other at least a hundred times, but it only lasts a second or two, because he cannot get hard. I had to laugh, but then, I did admit that I am the same.