Chapter 3

The morning after Josh's first horse riding experience, I allowed him to sleep in. Not only did he deserve it, but he needed it as well. He needed to heal up, because no matter how long he slept, when he woke up, he was going to be some sore. It was nearly 0900 when he did wake up, and I heard him crying. That meant he was in pain, gee, I wonder why. I went and comforted him, cleaned and redressed his wounds, changed his diaper, gave him some pain killers, and then carried him down to the kitchen to eat breakfast.

As we sat there, we talked, and I apologized to him, saying that, while I did know he was going to get a little raw, I had no idea he could withstand that kind of pain just while having fun. He admitted that he had known he was in pain, but that he had been enjoying the freedom so much that he had pushed it aside, as I had been telling him to do. I decided to inform him that he had chosen my most spirited and mean horse possible, and rode him like no one other than I had been able to do before. He was proud. I told him it was because he had mastered the horse the way he had handled him and shown him the respect he deserved.

For the entire day, I did not make Josh do anything physical, I wanted his legs to heal at least a little first. I made him use his brain instead, and though he was more than capable of doing so, being incredibly bright and all, he still told me to fuck off several times throughout the day, that I was pushing him too hard. Of course, when I asked him if he would rather do ten reps, he paled and did what I asked.

About the most physical thing that Josh had to do all day was have really awesome diaper changes, and I still fingered him as well. I did that four times, and made him go for two orgasms each time. He did manage to reciprocate only once, but that was okay with me.

It was a good week before Josh desired to ride the horses again, only this time he took it more easily, and we try and ride at last a couple times a week. The rest of his training is also coming along spectacularly. I would put him in a low black belt classification now, he is shooting every gun I have, even my big guns that knock him flat on his ass, and he is hitting the target every time. His observation skills are damn near flawless now, and he can write like crazy while blindfolded and me firing questions at him.

I am now up to two fingers inside Josh, and he loves it so much that he almost always makes me make him cum three times in a row, and he is capable of holding on for fifteen or more minutes now for each time. I am purposefully taking it slow and easy on him in this regard, because if it were up to him, I would have already filled him with everything I had, and he still would not be satisfied. Josh is possibly the most sexually insatiable young man I have ever had the pleasure to meet, and when he starts using those skills on others, he is going to make a most excellent spy, no one will be able to turn him down.

It has been almost exactly two months since I recruited Josh, and he is coming along wonderfully. I would say that he is almost a full two months ahead of schedule. He now almost never complains about anything, and the last time he told me anything about fuck, was just this very morning when he told me to fuck him deeper and longer, he has not told me to fuck off in more than two weeks. So far though, we have still yet to get him into the combat course or the driving courses, but those will be introduced soon, and he has still not started training in hand to hand weaponry, but that too is going to change, soon.

Over the past few days though, Josh has been doing so well, and pushing himself so hard, that he was starting to fade, so I had decided this morning to let him sleep in, and that we would take the day off, for the most part. I was down in the kitchen making a huge breakfast when Josh finally emerged, nearly a full two hours later than normal.

“Good morning Sunshine, you had a good sleep.”

“Yeah, I did, thanks. How come you let me sleep in?”

“Today will be a day of rest, for the most part. We'll do fun things, even sit back and relax some, just take a break. You deserve and need it.”

“Thanks, I'd appreciate it.”

“I know.”

I finished up breakfast a few minutes later and we sat down to eat. Today I had done something that I had not done in what felt like forever, I made waffles and sausages and bacon and eggs, and I even had strawberries and whipped cream for the waffles. To me this is a very strict no no, never this much food at one sitting, it is just not good for anyone. I had had a craving for it all though, and I felt that we had not treated ourselves in the least in too long, so it would be fine. I did not make a lot of everything, mind you, but there is still way more than the two of us should eat. I also usually steer very much clear of fat and carbs, or at least bad fat and carbs, and this meal had probably my entire monthly allowance of both, but it would be worth it.

We had been working a lot lately, and while some trainers just sat on the sidelines and made their trainees do all the work, I am not like that, and I have been working every bit as hard as Josh has been. Granted, all that work is showing on Josh. He was never overweight, by any stretch of the imagination, in fact, he was underweight when I found him, and he had had no muscle definition at all, but now he is probably a little overweight, but not an ounce of that is fat. No, Josh is already packing at least an extra couple kilos of rock hard lean muscle, and I'm talking a set of six pack abs that make the girls wet themselves and the boys green with envy.

Granted, certain boys would wet themselves too, and I cannot wait to see the reaction of those boys. Josh is already starting to become a major little hottie. Then again, he was really cute before, but now that he is not so thin and under nourished, no, now he looks amazing. The last time I had to spank his bum, which is nearly three weeks ago now, his ass was already getting hard enough that my hand was hurting long before he reached his limits, it had gotten better since then. He does not even look all that muscular, to just look at him, but you can see that he is strong, his little muscles hide just beneath the surface, out of sight, but if you see him move, you can see his muscles moving too, and it is a sight to behold. To the poor bastards that tangle with him are going to find a hell of a surprise.

We ate our meal in near silence, both of us enjoying the incredibly rare treat. Josh had only one waffle, but they are pretty large, and he had it topped with a lot of strawberries, but only a little whipped cream, and he had three pieces of bacon, two sausages and two eggs, scrambled. I had had the same for the waffles, but had three, three, and three(over hard, if you want to know). It actually surprised me when Josh pushed his plate away and said he was full, most kids would have had more, but I had been training Josh to eat only until he was comfortable, never full.

“Wow, that was so good, so amazing, thanks. I think I might've over ate just a bit though.”

“Thanks, I'm glad you liked it, and I know I overate a bit, so don't feel bad. Once in a while isn't too bad, we just don't make a habit of it.”

“Okay. I think I need a diaper change now though, real bad.”

“You and me both. I haven't changed yet either.”

“Oh, I just thought you'd peepeed your baby diaper lots since getting up.” He grinned.

“No, hardly wet at all actually, but then, I haven't had anything to drink 'til just now. So, come on, let's go get our baby diapers changed.”

When we made it to our bedroom, I urged Josh up onto the bed first, while I went and gathered everything that we would be needing. I set it all on the bed, and Josh saw the lube and smiled brightly. This he could do a hundred times a day, he felt, though he knew even he could not go that much, but he had told me only a week ago that he would sure love to try one day. I pulled off his wet diaper and slipped his fresh one under his hot little bum, and then did something that I had never done before. Josh gasped, sighed, and then came almost immediately.

I had bent down and started using my very talented mouth to pleasure everything that Josh had. I sucked in his hot little balls and erection, because he was hard again, like he was for every diaper change, and I started tonguing and sucking and humming right away. I know that the first time is always better, and I know that Josh was probably more than a little hot and horny, since we always take care of this almost a few hours earlier, but he had exploded so fast and so hard, that he damn near passed out. He did manage to stay awake though.

“Holy shit, that was amazing, that was the fastest I've ever cum before though, sorry, but you surprised me and it felt soooo good, I just didn't have a chance to even stop it.” He said, giving a sigh so deep that it surprised even me, and I have caused some very deep sighs in boys over the years.

“That's okay, I would've been surprised if you could've held on for the entire fifteen minutes for the first time. I'm gonna start fingering you now though, as I suck you, and I want you to try and hold on for as long as you possibly can, okay.”

“Okay.” He said, sounding at peace with the world, and laid back down, because he had propped himself up on his elbows a bit to talk to me.

I lubed up my fingers and inserted them as I latched back on. Today I was going to upgrade to three fingers as well, but I started with one, as I always do. Within just a couple minutes though, I was able to add the second, and I was fingering him as deeply and slowly as I possibly could. Several minutes later, Josh was as relaxed as he could possibly be, and I felt that he was getting incredibly close to his next orgasm. I pulled out my fingers to add more lube, this did not bother Josh, he was used to that, but he did not know I had lubed three this time. I inserted the two back inside him, and then started working him hard to make him cum again, and within a minute, he was entering his orgasm. Just as he did so, I inserted my third finger, and Josh wailed out a sex cry that probably alerted the authorities several hundred kilometers away. It was not a painful yell though, I knew the difference, oh no, that was one of pure pleasure if I had ever heard it, and I had, many times.

I did not stop fingering and or sucking him though, I kept right on going, and the sounds that Josh was making now would have put an entire porn set to shame. I was damn near laughing from how he sounded. It is hot though, Josh loves his sex, and he is incredibly vocal about it as well. He managed to last probably five minutes this time, though, with my head buried in his crotch, it is kind of hard to tell, but he came hard once again, but still, I kept on going. He wanted to know how long he could last, well, today he was going to find out.

How long he could last though, actually shocked even me. I could not believe it, but I made Josh cum eleven times before he finally had enough and passed out. I knew he was close though, on the last one, because he had gone almost completely soft, and when I pulled off, his dick shrank down so small that he nearly went invisible. I grinned widely, he looked so amazingly small and cute, but I hardly ever see that, he is usually incredibly hard for every diaper change, and even when he is not completely hard, he is still at least a little chubby, never completely and totally flaccid as he is now. I lotioned and creamed him up well, and then taped his diaper on him so that he could have a good sleep and not wet the bed.

When I looked down, I realized that I had peed too much for my diaper to handle, because there was a puddle of pee right under where I had been kneeling, but I did not care, I just cleaned that up and then removed my diaper. Probably not so surprising though, I was incredibly hard, and the only reason I had not spontaneously exploded at least a dozen times during our fun and games, is because I had trained myself hard not to. I had to now though, so I stuck my erection through the leg of Josh's diaper, pumped only three times, and painted his entire groin in a very large load of man cream. I pulled his diaper out in the front to check out the carnage and had to laugh out loud, he was painted completely.

I changed my diaper, then headed out after covering Josh up, and then went and took care of some business. It took a little over two hours for Josh to wake back up, and when he finally found me, he was stumbling and walking as if he were totally drunk. I laughed, I had caused that, and Josh looked well ravished, he looked hot.

“Ugh, care to explain to me why my cock is glued to my balls?” He asked, his voice sounding so low and scratchy it was funny.

“What, and let you have all the fun?”

“Yeah, but talk about uncomfortable. Felt like ripping a fucking band aid off my dick head, unsticking them.”

“Shame, I wouldn't have minded sucking you to clean you up.”

“Honestly, right now I don't even wanna think about sex.”

“Oh, so you do have limits.”

“Yeah, apparently so. By the end, I was in so much pain it was almost unbearable, but it felt so good too. I don't even remember passing out, I don't think I came before doing so.”

“You did, but you passed out before you were even finished. You didn't even yell out that last time. You were so tiny when I diapered you up, you looked so young. I've never seen you that small before.”

“Yeah, well, I'm not exactly huge to start with.”

“No, but plenty big enough for me to enjoy. Come on, come get a drink, you probably need it.”

“No, I went right to the bathroom as soon as I woke back up and just stuck my head in the sink and drank right from the tap for two or three minutes.”

“I bet. Would you like a snack?”

“Please.”

“Have some fruit then.”

He grabbed three pieces of fruit and ate them quickly.

“Better?”

“Much better, thanks. This morning has been amazing. So, what are we gonna do now?” He asked.

“I don't know, what would you like to do?”

“Could we just hop on a couple horses and take a nice ride somewhere. Maybe we can even pack a picnic lunch and eat out somewhere.”

“That sounds nice, so sure, why not.”

We packed up everything that we would be needing, plenty to eat and drink, a blanket to sit on, a couple towels, (for just in case we found somewhere to go swimming, which I planned on), a couple diapers for each of us, the wipes and lotion and cream, and anything else we could think of. We headed out to the barn and Josh chose his regular horse, while I grabbed a horse bag to store all our things into. Once that was done, we both hopped up, Josh no longer needed to use the rails, he can jump to get up onto the horse that is considerably taller than he is.

Once we left the barn, we got side by side and then just walked. I had us aimed up into the mountain, and we just took a nice leisurely pace. We talked the entire way to where I was heading, which is a small pond in one of the many creeks that feeds the dammed lake that feeds our power station. Several of the creeks had not originally connected to what is now the lake, most of them had originally entered the river further down stream, but they had all been diverted to enter above the dam, so as to give it more water. I explained all this to Josh as we went, and he was amazed, because it would have taken a huge amount of work to do all that. I agreed, but was glad that they had done so for sure. Most of the creeks were fairly small, but even the smallest of them had a fair bit of water moving in it, while the largest could be classified as a small river, but maybe not quite. After our dam though, it is a good size river that bisects my property.

When we arrived, and it had taken us well over an hour to do so, we hopped off the horses and told them to go ahead and wander and play, but to stay near by, and we pulled out our blanket and laid it out, after stomping down some of the tall grasses. It was a nice warm morning, so it was perfect for laying back and relaxing. We laid back on the blanket and just talked some more, until both of us were getting hot. Our diapers were also now in need of changing, so now was the perfect time to go swimming. We stripped each other of our soggy diapers, and then went and plunged into the pond.

“Holy shit, that's cold.” Josh screeched.

“What'd you expect, the pool?”

“Not expected, but at least hoped it was warmer.”

“We're in Canada my dear boy, what on Earth would make you think that the water would be warm?”

“I've never swam in anything but a pool, how should I know.”

“Fair point, I suppose, but no, the water here's never warm, even though this is warmer than it can be at times.”

At least he did not get back out, he was cold and shivering, but he did not climb back out, just got used to it. As soon as I finished talking though, he took the plunge and dove under the water and swam to the far side of the pond. It is not a huge pond, only about ten or so meters across and maybe a meter and a half at its deepest, and the creek that feeds it is not large or fast, so it is just a nice gentle current. The current did not even push Josh off course, and he swam straight as an arrow across. He barely surfaced, took a breath, then turned and came back and stood back up next to me a few seconds later.

“Takes a few seconds to get used to, but not too bad.” He said.

“That's good.” I said, and then dove under as well.

We swam and played for only half an hour or so before hopping out. We dried our hair off as best we could, but only just wiped the excess water from our bodies. We laid back down on the blanket and let the sun dry us the rest of the way off. We did not bother to diaper each other yet, but that was okay. If either of us peed a bit, it would not matter. As we laid there, we talked more and more. Finally Josh rolled over and very nearly pounced on me.

“You gave me so much pleasure this morning, now it's your turn. You didn't happen to bring the lube as well, did you?”

“As a matter of fact, I did grab it when I went and grabbed our diaper supplies.”

“Good.” He grinned and dug through the bag for it.

“If you're thinking of sucking me as well, just be careful of your teeth, take it slow and easy, and enjoy.”

I knew full well that he would be doing so, but I thought it prudent to give him at least a couple pointers. Once he came back out with the lube, he grinned and nodded, and then got to work. Tentatively at first, he started licking and sucking. He had tasted my cum before, so that was not an issue, and he had wanted to suck for so long already, that was not an issue, he was only afraid that he would not be able to take me in, but honestly, I worried about that too. I am not overly large, just slightly better than average I suppose you could say, but Josh is still so very small and petite, his mouth is not that large, but I know he is very willing, and he knows he really does need to learn to do it.

Both our fears were clearly unfounded though, when he sucked me in and very nearly sucked me all the way down, I just entered his throat, ever so slightly. I tried to warn him not to make himself choke, but, instead of listening, he just swallowed and took the rest of me down, and I was in awe. No boy in all my years of training, has managed to take my entire erection on their first try, especially without gagging, they all gagged for the first few tries. Not Josh though, he is a natural, but then, most of the boys I choose are anyway, he just seems more so.

His lube slicked fingers found their way to my asshole a few seconds after he started sucking me, and he inserted three right away. He knows I can take that easily, and I even told him that he could very easily fist fuck me, as of yet though, he has not tried. I wondered if today was going to be that day. I had to give Josh a few pointers about sucking dick as he went, but he was doing amazingly well, especially considering that he was still very much new to all this. Sure he had dreamed about it for as long as he could remember, sure he wanted it more than anything, and sure, he is as gay as it gets, but that does not mean that a boy his age can just naturally take a dick and suck it so well, especially an adults, and certainly one my size. He is doing it though, and causing even me to curl my toes and force myself not to cum too quickly. It would not do for the teacher to not be able to hold on, when he expects the student to do so.

How I managed to last for almost twenty minutes though, even I have no idea, because I had wanted to let go after only ten minutes. How Josh's mouth and neck and jaw were taking it though, I had no idea, because boys could not usually last so long doing this, especially for their first time, but Josh managed just fine. In fact, he looked positively at peace.

When I came, I groaned and fed Josh my entire load, he had felt it coming, so pulled so that only my head was still in his mouth, and he paid close attention to my heated dick head with his tongue, and made me go temporarily insane, he was doing it so perfectly. I fed him a really good sized load of cum, and his eyes lit up. He drank down a little, so that he could take the rest, but once I stopped firing, he left the rest in his mouth, closed his eyes, and savored it. He was still licking my dick head though, and it felt amazing. It was also at this time that I realized he had slipped his fourth finger inside me, he must have done so as I was cumming, because I do not recall him doing so. I was not about to complain any time soon, it felt so good.

Leaving some of my cum in his mouth, Josh started sucking me again, going all out again, making me feel as good as he possibly could, and I was telling him that he was doing a very good job of it as well. I too am very vocal, so I tell it how it is, what does and does not feel good, and Josh is making me feel very good.

I have no idea how Josh did it, but he actually managed to suck me off five times, before I went totally soft in his mouth. He had slipped his fist in my ass as I was cumming for my second time, and clearly that was as much as he was able to give me there, but he kept sucking me none the less. I have no idea how his mouth and throat and jaw and neck did it though. Most boys were in utter agony after only their first orgasm, because it is such an unnatural position to be laying and working in, and being so new, most just cannot do it all at once.

I managed to stay awake, though I too felt like I could pass out, and when Josh pulled off my shrunken dick, he rotated his neck and shoulders, stretched a bit, opened and closed his mouth several times, to get all the kinks out, and then grinned to me.

“So, did I do it right?”

“Fuck, Josh, never, and I do mean never, before has anyone sucked me so well, and certainly not for their first time. You're utterly amazing, and when you go out in the field, and the first time you have to use sex to get information, boy, you're gonna have every boy, teen boy, and man lining up to tell you their every secret, willingly.”

“Good.” He grinned brightly.

“Yeah. We need to get our baby bums diapered, then have something to eat, and then I, for one, could gladly lay back and take a nap.”

“I could be agreeable to all that as well.” He smiled brightly.

We started by diapering each other before unpacking all our picnic items and we sat there eating and drinking, having a nice meal. We had a few meats and cheeses, but mostly we had fruit, and that was good, it is what I like. Once we were finished eating and drinking, we laid down and had a nice nap in the warm summer air. I figure we slept for well over an hour, and when I woke up, Josh was cuddled right into me, like he usually was. He had admitted to me long ago that he did not feel safe while sleeping, unless he was curled right into me. He was like a kitten that way, usually curled right up into a ball, touching me in as many ways and places as he could. I love the feel of it, so I am not about to complain any time soon. Once I woke up, I felt it prudent to also wake Josh up, I did not want him sleeping too much, even on a day of rest.

“Mmm, that was nice.” He sighed deeply when he did come awake.

“It was. Well, what say we gather up all our belongings and hop on our horses and continue on?”

“Okay.”

We got everything together and packed back up, hopped back on our horses, and headed out. I pointed us back toward the house, and this time I decided to let my horse really open up his throttle, and told him he could feel free to run as fast as he wanted. Well, not to be outdone, Josh and his horse tore past us and made my horse really push for it. It was hardly a fair race though, the horse Josh was riding had been bred and raised specifically to race, it was what he wanted to do, run as fast as he could, and boy was he moving now. Josh was crouched low over his horses neck, I could hear him yelling encouragements to his horse as he was laughing and yipping, he was having as much fun as his horse was.

Now, this is not to say that my horse is not fast, because he is, incredibly so in fact, but it took everything he had to keep up to Josh, but he was just not quite fast enough. We made it back down to the main pastures in only ten minutes, and I told both horses to slow down. I did not want them to hurt themselves. We did keep to a gentle gallop though, and passed the house a few minutes later. Josh was now by my side as we rode.

“I don't think I've ever felt more free than I do when I'm riding a horse.” Josh sighed.

“Same.”

“Where are we going now?”

“Don't know. Have you seen the valley floor yet?”

“Don't think so. You've shown me a lot, but I haven't seen most of the area surrounding us.”

“True, and I don't recall showing you yet. It's a fairly small canyon, where our river actually heads, it comes down in a really nice waterfall, and then feeds a smaller river that starts a couple hundred kilometers north of here. After our river empties into it though, it triples in size. The canyon is only twenty or so meters across and maybe only ten or so down, before the water starts, but when the water is low, it looks to go down at least another five meters.”

“Wow, that's cool.”

My land falls in a fairly large bowl surrounded by mountains. Because of it, I have a fairly mild micro climate all year round. I get pretty nice summers, and while we do get a fair bit of snow, it is nothing compared to what the mountains receive. Mostly it is a plain, roughly ten thousand acres large, just tall grasses and whatnot, but there are several small groves of trees as well. Granted, several of the groves were clearly planted, since I doubt, very seriously, that all the fruit and nut trees just popped up how and where they did on their own. My land is known to house many herds of deer and other assorted wild animals, they love the grasses that grow wild, and while I do, in fact, hunt them, I only take one a year, otherwise they have no enemies on my land. Sure, I do get wolves and coyotes, and I have even seen the odd black or grizzly bear roam through, but, amazingly enough, I have never seen any indication that the deer, moose, and elk are ever hunted by them. I am sure that it does happen, but, overall, the plant eaters are fairly safe here.

As we galloped along, I told Josh about all this, and he was amazed. He asked why he had never seen any of the animals, and I told him that they do not normally come too close to the house or the barn, why would they, they had everything that they needed further out, but, more importantly, we are not normally out when they would be coming through, which is early in the morning. He asked to be out one morning to watch them, because he had never seen wild animals before. I agreed to it, of course, because it is important to understand animals as well.

When we got to the canyon, Josh was amazed. Sure, I had told him the size, but you have to see it to believe it. The next mountain starts on the other side of the canyon, the canyon itself skirts the entire base of that mountain range, heading north, and my river, that bisects my plain, is emptying to our left. You can see and hear the waterfall, and it is very nice. If you look to the right from there, you can actually see the gap in the mountains where the canyon exits our valley, two pretty decent sized mountains coming together, one of them very nearly a cliff face, the other a steep slope, so it is only just a gap. I am willing to bet, that at one time, long before, of course, that this entire bowl was filled with water, and it eventually wore down the canyon that it is using now, thus emptying the huge lake that would have been here.

That would probably explain the incredibly fertile lands, which the previous owner had taken advantage of. Nowadays, I do have many gardens, and there are the several fruit and nut trees of course, but the vast majority of the land helps to feed the animals. I even planted hundreds of fruit bushes years and years ago, and while I do take a healthy portion of it, most of it I let the animals take. Same with the fruit and nut trees, I take some, I let them have the rest. I told Josh all this as well, and he was amazed once again.

“Wow, it's just so incredible. Water really is amazing in what it can do. You have to wonder though, if this was a lake, and if it just slowly wore down the mountain until it escaped gently, or did something catastrophic happen one day and the entire lake just disappeared from here and took out anything on the other side without mercy.”

“Hard to say, because that would've been hundreds to thousands of years ago. If it did just let go though one day, you can bet that it would've been catastrophic to anyone living on the other side of these mountains. Water has absolutely no mercy, it doesn't care about anything else except escaping its confines, it cannot be contained or controlled for forever, no matter how hard we try.”

“Oh, I know. So, are there any paths down the canyon to the river?”

“Several, yes, but I wouldn't attempt them without proper gear though, because one wrong step, and it'll likely be your last.”

“I bet. You'll have to teach me one of these days then, because I'd love to go down there.”

“We will, don't worry. And that cliff face there,” I said, pointing to the gap in the mountains, “is where I'll teach you rock climbing, one of these days.”

“That'll be cool. I bet the view from the top there is amazing.”

“And then some. Well, what say we head back out and get to the house.”

“Okay.”

We hopped back on our horses, because we had gotten off them when we arrived, and headed back to the barn. When we arrived there, we gave our horses a treat, cleaned and brushed them down nicely, thanked them, and then headed to the house. Once there, it was decided to go and watch a movie before dinner, so that is what was done. It was really nice, because we sat cuddled up in just our nice thick soggy diapers, watching a really good movie together. Finally we went and made and ate dinner, and then, because our diapers were getting really full by then, we went swimming. We played and had fun, but no working out, we hit the hot tub, sauna, and steam room, going back and forth, we dove and just generally had a good time. After cleaning and drying ourselves off, we went and got diapered again, then went and watched another couple movies before bed.

The next day was back to hard core training, and I now had Josh out on the combat coarse, learning it, all while I fired paint ball guns at him. He actually had a blast doing this, and even though he was just in a diaper, as well it bloody well hurt when hit, he did not care, and proudly showed off his bruises. As we went though, he got better and better, to the point where he was sneaking through so well, that it was lucky if I was able to get a clean shot to take him out. It took a full week for him to perfect this, and even though it was dirty and somewhat painful, he loved it. I even painted him up one day in full on camo, even his diaper was camouflaged, and he used that to his advantage and snuck through the entire course without my hitting him even once.

After that week of intensive combat course training, we would not have to do it every day, but I promised Josh at least once a week from then on would be dedicated to the course, but that we would both start at opposite ends, where we would plant our flags, and then we would both have to get through to the other side, both armed, and try and get the others flag. We had done this on our last day, and he loved it. Trust me, as easy as it sounds, one on one capture the flag in a combat coarse, with paintball guns is nowhere near as easy as you would think, especially with someone like me, but Josh is doing amazing, and has an even up chance of winning.

From there we dedicated almost an entire week to driving. I had expected Josh to do very well here, and he did, just not as well as I had expected. The problem is his size. If he had a vehicle that he could see out of properly, he would likely do it perfectly. Even the cars that I have that have fully adjustable seats could not be adjusted enough to compensate for the fact that he really is very small. He still did well though, straight driving he did perfectly, and he loved racing the cars, but the obstacle course was laughable, because he could not see the pylons properly. That is okay though, I know that as he gets older and bigger, he will get even better, and at least he can drive now.

The ATV's and bikes though, now those he was amazing on. He just seemed to have the knack for riding a motorbike and had no fear of racing one to its very top end. Of course for this, we were always fully suited up in all the very best racing gear to protect us while we were playing, I mean practicing. Though, there is nothing quite like the sight of a beautiful young boy riding an ATV in front of you in nothing but a diaper and a helmet.

All the while we were doing driving lessons, it did not lessen the practice work we did for everything else, because he did still have to do at least one thing every day, to keep on practicing to keep getting better and better. His observation skills are still amazing, his ability to push himself while exercising is excellent, he can write essays while blindfolded and having other unrelated questions asked of him perfectly, all of it.

Our next two weeks we dedicated in the water. Canoeing and kayaking, and even kayaking in the river in the pool, as well as diving. The first thing I had to do was train Josh how to breath properly, how to dive properly, how to come up even. I trained him in deep water free diving, I always kept a lead attached to him during this, for just in case, snorkeling, and scuba diving. I had both wet and dry suits for the scuba diving, and I even taught him how to get dressed up and then get into a dry suit, swim for half an hour or more under water, then get out and take off his diving suit and equipment and go to a party, all the while no one would ever know. All this took a long time, but it is worth it, and now Josh loves it all as much as everything else.

At every diaper change, I still finger, suck, and or jack off Josh, mostly because he really likes it, but really, who wouldn't, like honestly, right. I am still only using two fingers in him, and, as of yet, he has not asked me to fuck him, which kind of surprises me, considering I know how much he is looking forward to it. Granted, even if he asked, I would not do it, I love to take my time, let the boys really want it by the time I finally do.

We had had another really intense few weeks, and other than a few minor outbursts, Josh was doing very well. I have not had to spank him or punish him at all recently, though the one time I did warn him that if he got any more lippy, that he would not get his very good diaper change, well, I think I was going about my punishments with Josh all wrong, because that alone set him back on the straight and narrow faster than anything else possibly could have. Yes, I know every last one of my boys had a hard spot for hot gay baby boy sex, but I was starting to see that I could control Josh with sex very easily, in fact, too easily, and I realized that I was going to have to work on that. Yes, everyone has their weaknesses, but in our line of work, weaknesses could be exploited far too easily, causing untold amounts of trouble, so I was going to have to work on that with Josh, and soon.

We took a day off, because I knew that Josh was starting to get very worn down, as well I gave him lots of sex, because I knew the next week or two was not going to be pleasant at all on Josh, because I had decided to make Josh go through what would likely be the hardest training possible. When I installed the small child's size erection inhibitor the next morning, he was puzzled. Then I locked it onto him, and he was nervous. Then I told him what it was and why we were doing it, he panicked. I tried explaining to him how to him sex was his weakness, that it could very easily be used against him, that we had to ensure that he would be able to focus his head on the task at hand without the possibility of sex clouding it, or the lack of, or the more probable scenario of it being used against him. I was afraid that what we were training him to do, that someone would easily be able to do to him. Give him sex and he would sing like a canary. That is all fine and dandy, for our enemies, just not for us. Well, Josh called me all sorts of choice names as I explained to him what I was doing and why, but I just smiled serenely at him and told him that his anger only proved I was right to do so. He yelled, “Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.” He knew I was right, and right then and there he admitted that he was already addicted and that clearly I was right.

It actually took three torturous weeks for Josh to be able to control his impulses, but, by the time we were finished, he was able to hold on without problem, even without his erection inhibitor, if we were doing something and I flashed him a picture or two of hot diapered boys, he did not get hard. When the time was right though, he could get hard and stay hard for as long as he wanted, but when it was not, he could stay totally soft and focus properly, no matter the stimulation that befell him. From now on, this will be part of our training as well, I will flash him images that I know will turn him on, or, I might even see just how far I can push him and actually jack off in front of him, make him watch, as he has to write an essay about something entirely different.

In fact, a week later, I did in fact spring that on him, and he faltered a few times, I would have been surprised if he had have managed it on his first try, but he did not too bad. I hit him with this a few more times, until he could do it perfectly, in fact, just yesterday, I did so for almost half an hour, then came on the sheet of paper that he was writing on, he just scooped it up, deposited it into the front of his diaper, and continued on, as if nothing had happened. I decided to give Josh another break, which brings us to today.

“So, what would you like to do today Josh, we're gonna have a day of rest?”

“Well, I certainly wanna have lots of sex, that's for sure, and I'd really love it if you'd finally fuck me, I think I'm more than ready for you. After that, I don't care.”

“We can certainly have lots of sex, but I won't fuck you, not yet. You're not as ready for it as you think you are, and there's to be no arguments about that either, or there's to be no sex at all.”

“Fine.” He sighed.

“I know, I'm being horribly mean, not fucking you deep and hard and long, and filling you as full as I possibly can, but I have my reasons, and, in time, you will understand them too. Just like the three weeks of training we just completed, you understand now why we had to do that, and you have amazing control now because of it, this too will make sense, eventually.” I grinned to him.

We had still been lying in bed for this conversation, having just waken up, we were both very wet, and while we were both hungry and wanted to get up, we both wanted to make ourselves more hungry first. I leaned in and kissed Josh deeply and tenderly, kissing him for at least ten to fifteen minutes. I finally broke the kiss with his amazing lips (he is an amazing kisser as well), and started kissing down his body. I grabbed the lube from the night stand as I was going down, and by the time I had my face pressed into Josh's soggy diaper, I already had a hole in the seat of it and my fingers lubed and ready to go.

I was planning on making this session last as long as we could possibly go for, so I was going as slow as I could. Before I even pulled down his diaper and sucked in his hot hard little erection, I already had one finger buried deep inside Josh, just very gently fingering him. I sucked his dick and balls softly, using every ounce of knowledge that I had gained in years of loving boys to make this the best and longest that I could. Josh was nearly mewling, it is so very erotic to hear him make those sounds.

After nearly twenty minutes, Josh came, and I inserted my second finger and continued on making tongue and finger love to him. I did not slow down or speed up any in the least, just kept on with the soft slow motions, until I made Josh cum again. I added a third finger to the mix, and he sighed so deeply as it slipped all the way inside him that I think it caused everyone in the next city to spontaneously orgasm. It was that hot and sexy sounding. It damn near made me cum, and I can hold that off under intense stimulation, for hours if I have to.

I kept this up for another four orgasms, though I did not add any more to his hot little baby bum yet, that would be in another few weeks. I wanted to allow him to get so accustomed to three fingers that he could take them at once, just as he had done for two. I still almost always started with one, but I had been able to slip two fingers into him at once near the end of that training and he only sighed deeply. Though, not as deeply as my third finger being pressed inside him. We have already been making love for nearly two hours by the time Josh's erection just deflated after his fifth orgasm. He sighed so deeply and contentedly that I knew that all was good in his world. I crawled back up and kissed him deeply once more, and we kissed for another ten or fifteen minutes.

Without saying a word, Josh made me roll onto my back, and then he repaid the favour to me, he made me cum five times as well, he slipped his whole hand in me today, and he well and truly fucked me good and deep. I tell you that it is so amazing to feel this, I just have no idea how anyone could not love having such a hot little boy in their beds with them, doing to them everything that we do together. By the time we finished, we had already spent nearly five extra hours in bed, making love to each other. To say I am hungry would be a huge understatement.

“Well baby boy, I'm starving, how about you?”

“Oh yeah. If it wasn't for the amazing sex we just had, I wouldn't have been able to last any longer about three hours ago. Only your cum was keeping me going, though I personally feel that I could live off that solely for at least a month, but you'd probably die from giving up that much.” He giggled.

“As good as I am at keeping going, even I don't think I could go more than five or six times like that. I mean, I've had fifteen or sixteen orgasms in a row, but I willed them to come faster, and though, at the end, I was no longer pumping anything out, which of course hurt like hell, I still had enough energy to go and take out all the men he had told me about. So yeah, let's go get some breakfast Baby.”

We headed to the kitchen and made ourselves a huge unhealthy breakfast and ate way more than was strictly necessary. In all fairness though, we had worked up one hell of an appetite, and no matter who you are, or how much training you have had, going for that long will build up a very healthy appetite. Granted, we did not over eat either, just had more than was necessary, and it was still probably less than what I have personally seen most people order at a McDonalds.

“Ah, that's much better, now I feel like I could go back to the bedroom and go all over again.” Josh sighed as he finished, leaning back and patting his taut, well muscled young stomach.

“Maybe later. As good as I am, I can't recharge that fast, and I doubt very seriously that even you can.”

“No, I think you're certainly right about that. My little baby cock is still hiding inside, I haven't been able to pull it out yet.” He grinned to me, because he had reached inside his diaper again, but like he said, his little dick had very nearly retreated completely inside.

“Yeah, exactly. You know what, let's go get dressed and head into the nearest city. We should probably order more supplies and go shopping some.”

“Okay, but how do we get what we order here?”

“Easy, load it all into the storage bay in the helicopter. It's not huge, so whatever doesn't fit in there we'll put in the back two passenger seats. There's lots of room back there, so we can hold a fair bit. That's why I have the four seater mostly, because I rarely ever use those seats for actual passengers, though I suppose I do enough to make it worthwhile actually having them.”

“Are they removable so that you can fit more supplies, because the seats themselves take up a fair bit of space?”

“Actually, never thought about that before, never really needed to worry about it. Granted, there was the one time I had to make a second trip in to get the rest of the supplies, so that was a bit of a pain in the ass, and a waste of fuel as well. We're getting low enough on supplies that we might have to buy that much again, so maybe we should check.”

“Maybe we should. I trust we're gonna order lots and lots of nice thick baby diapers?”

“Nope.”

“Huh, what do you mean?”

“I already did, couple weeks back. I order them direct from the manufacturer and have them shipped to my warehouse to be stored there. So don't worry, you're gonna get lots of baby diapers.”

“Oh good. What all did you order then?”

“Ultra thick, regular, and some ultra thin, a few really thick cloth diapers and some plastic pants, as well as lots of creams and lotions.”

“The thick are very appreciated, the regular are necessary, but why the ultra thin?”

“For when you really have to have your diaper disappear. They don't hold as much, but they hold a lot more than you'd think they would.”

“Oh, okay, and cloth and plastic pants? I've never worn those before.”

“I don't like them as much, but I do have some, and I thought you might like to try them, as well, there are times when they come in handy. We're gonna be starting survival training soon, so what you take in you have to take out, carrying loads of wet diapers is not fun.”

“Oh, okay, that makes sense I suppose. Survival training, I suppose that means we pretty much get dumped into the middle of nowhere with next to no supplies and have to survive for a week or two?”

“Yep, that's pretty much the gist of it. We'll each have our packs filled with the essentials and our bows and arrows.”

“And what, exactly, are the essentials?”

“A few emergency rations, rope, salt, pepper, a few other essential spices, butter, flour, some dried fruits and nuts, powdered eggs and milk (Only because I have no way to make them out there myself and I always have them), matches, some simple cooking and eating utensils, knife, hatchet, couple flares, marking tape, first aid kit, lots of clothes, and our diapers. There's a few other things as well, but that's about it.”

“That's not much.”

“That's the point of a survival outing. You take only what you have to have, and maybe a couple things that are nice, but no real food. You live off the land.”

“Okay.”

By then we were already dressed and heading out to the helicopter. When we arrived, I looked at the rear seats and checked to see if they are removable or not, and I'll be damned, but they are, and easily too. There are handles that you pull up and the seats just come right out. I did so and had them out only a few minutes later. They are pretty heavy though. We got the helicopter out and the blades positioned, got it started up to warm up, and then, when it was ready, we headed out.

Josh loved his second flight as much as he had loved his first, and he was watching out the windows with rapt attention the entire time. It is only a one hour flight to the nearest city, where I have my warehouse and do all my shopping. The warehouse is only a five minute walk from the airport, which is perfect, because I have a van there that I keep at all times. When we landed, we shut down and headed out almost right away. The airport would take care of the helicopter for me, I have a standing order for that. We walked to the warehouse, chatting the whole way there.

“Um, there's no one here, how do you receive things here?”

“You see that door there,” I pointed to the small door with a keypad next to it, he nodded. “Well, the courier gets the code to open it when the order is placed, and all he has to do is open it and put the boxes on the rollers and they roll inside. Go read the sign on the door.”

He went over and read it. It says, 'To all couriers, place items inside on the rollers, push the box and it will come inside. Do not enter, the door will close and lock after only thirty seconds, and cannot be opened from the inside, and the code deactivates once door is closed. There are no exits once you are inside, there is no way to get back out. Motion sensors and cameras will detect you, and the police will only be alerted after you've died. This is your only warning.'

“Yikes. Has anyone ever gotten trapped inside?”

“Yes, few years ago, some punk ass kid got in and thought he'd be funny. It was me laughing in the end though.”

“You didn't actually let him die, did you?”

“No, but I left him in there for three days. He was a fourteen year old runaway, and there was nothing in here for him to use. Actually, funnily enough, it was right after another diaper shipment, and other than some bags of grains, that was all there was here, so lots of diapers and supplies. Well, considering there's no bathroom here, he was pretty much forced to wear and use them. There's water over there though, so he was still able to drink. With the video surveillance in here I could see everything, and I left him to stew. When I finally rescued him, he was crying. I brought him home with me, got him all fixed up, fucked him silly, lots, got him a fresh start, lots of diapers, a man to treat him right, and he's doing fairly well. The funny thing was, he claimed, when I first met him, that he wasn't gay and that he hated the diapers. Yeah, I kept him at my place for three months, I was training two boys, and we all enjoyed him, a lot, and he enjoyed us as well. We also kept him diapered twenty four seven, and he never once complained about it. He's almost nineteen now, still living with his man lover and wearing diapers. I check up on him every so often.”

“Cool.”

“Yeah. So come on in and we'll grab the van and head out.”

I opened the large bay door and and we walked inside. The lights came on as soon as I opened the door.

“Wow, it's huge, but why so big?”

“It was what was available at the time. I do get a lot of shipments to here though, and I do store a lot here, only, you'd never gain access to it, unless I allowed it. There's an entire armory in here, you can get virtually anything you need to supply a small war in here. I can also use this place as a safe house and a command centre if needed. My house is still preferable, but, if someone were to find out where it is, I could come here. This place is routed through a dozen different fake names, there's next to no way to trace it back to me, so if my house becomes hot, I can come here.”

“Oh. Have you ever worried that your house might be hot?”

“Once, yes, when one of my recruits was caught and tortured, I knew the guy was looking for me, but, as far as I know, my young recruit never gave up the information. I rescued him, killed the bad guy, and he promised that he didn't cave, then he died in my arms. I brought him home and buried him on his favorite spot, by the way. All my recruits that have died, I brought back there and buried in their favorite spots. And, when the time's right, I want you to choose your spot and your chosen method. It's sad to ask my boys that, but, like has been said many times before, what we do is incredibly dangerous, and the chances of dying are there, so I like to have all my boys' wishes known, just in case.”

“Oh, I understand and appreciate that, and I think I'd choose the meadow by the pond where we go to relax.”

“Good choice.”

We had already climbed in the van, so, as soon a we were ready to go, we headed out. We continued talking the entire time of course, and Josh continued to ask me more and more questions. I had told him long ago already that there was almost nothing that I would not answer honestly to, and he took me up on that one on a very regular basis. Sometimes it was just that he was scared about what we are doing, I mean, really, who wouldn't be, and every day I am in the field I am scared shitless, but then, my training kicks in and I do what needs to be done. I tell him that all the time as well, and that is why I push him so hard. Granted, I also tell him all the time that I push him so hard, because he is smart enough to be able to take it. Trust me, stupid people cannot do what we do physically, because they don't know what limits really are, whereas a smart person not only knows what limits are, but how to break them. Josh can and does break them on a regular basis.

When we arrived to the warehouse grocery store I use, we went in, each of us grabbing a huge buggy. We then proceeded to load both of them well past decent full of everything that we would be needing. I was hopeful that Josh would not even hint at buying junk food, and I was happy that he did not. Then again, most of the kids I recruit never really had them before, because they are usually abused and or neglected boys, so they do not often come pre attached with the usual addictions that I would also have to squash. We bought all the groceries we needed, of course, as well as several other items we either wanted or needed. There were fifteen new movies, ten new books, a couple puzzles and various other things to keep us busy. Once done, we paid and went and loaded everything into the van.

“Okay, so anywhere you'd like to go?”

“Now that you mention it, I could seriously use a soggy bum change here, and then maybe some lunch, I'm getting pretty hungry.”

“Sounds good to me. We can change in the back of the van, then we can go somewhere nice for lunch.”

We hopped in the van and closed the door, then proceeded to change each other. We were both very wet, and were actually in danger of leaking soon, so it was a good thing we changed now, because we may not have made it until after lunch as I had planned. Once we were ready to go, we headed to a nice restaurant that I knew of and we had a really good lunch.

“Anything else before we head home?”

“Nothing that I can think of.”

“Okay, then let's swing by the warehouse and load up all the stuff from there, then take it to the airport and load it into the helicopter.”

“Okay, but why didn't we load it into the van before we left?”

“Simple, I didn't wanna leave three thousand dollars worth of material in the van for that long.”

“Ah, good point. There's that much there?”

“Oh yeah, each case of diapers is a hundred and fifty or so dollars, there's ten cases, you do the math, then there's all the boxes of wipes and cream and lotion, there's several hundred dollars more there, and then all the grains. Each bag of grain's fifty kilo's, and each one can cost up to a hundred dollars, there's twenty bags. It all adds up.”

“Yeah, but so does the weight, can the helicopter handle that much?”

“It can handle a lot more than that, actually, so let's go.”

We went and loaded everything, then took it to the helicopter, (which was already fueled and cleaned) and loaded it all in. We took the van back to the warehouse, I locked everything up, and then we took the short walk to the airport to head back home. I checked everything over, to make sure that nothing was missed, then we hopped in and I fired it up, let it warm up, talked to the airport for a minute, and then, when we were ready to do so, we headed out. Once we were over the mountains, I asked Josh if he wanted to take the controls.

“Um, no thanks.” He said skittishly.

“No, you really should. Look, we're already in the air, I'll have my hands near the controls at all times, so there's almost nothing you could possibly do that'd make us crash. All you have to remember is soft slow fluid motions. Don't jerk the controls, it's not a cock, think of it as foreplay.”

He was still unsure of it, but I told him everything that he would need to know, and then I took my hands off, and he took his controls. I instructed him to increase and decrease altitude, hover, go left and right, and everything. He did really well, and I never once had to touch my controls. I let him fly almost all the way home, just telling him everything that he would need to know about the instruments and how to read them. When we saw home finally, I took over the controls.

“There you go, you did great. Soon you'll get to learn how to take off and land as well, and while certainly more difficult than just simply flying, it's really not all that hard. Granted, anyone can take off in a helicopter really, sure, you can do it wrong and go nowhere, it's the landing that's always the hardest to learn.”

“Thanks, that was fun. When are you gonna start training me on that then?”

“I just started. The first thing is to learn how it moves, what all the controls do and why, figure out what makes it tick, so to speak. The next few times we go out, you'll get to do most of the flying, then, once I feel you're ready for it, we'll start training you on the hard parts. I'm also gonna get you up in an airplane one of these days and train you. Once you know how to fly a helicopter, the rest are pretty easy. Different, but in some ways easier.”

“Oh, okay.”

I landed us, keeping up a running commentary on what I was doing and why, when to do everything and why, so on and so forth. I knew that with his amazing memory, Josh was memorizing every aspect of it, and he would likely be able to do so on his own the next time without problem. Once we landed and the blades had slowed down, we hopped out and went and grabbed the carts to start offloading everything. Once that was done, the blades were put in and then we moved the helicopter into its bay and headed inside to put everything away.

For the rest of the day we just rested and relaxed, had a really good diaper change, had dinner, then when we went to bed, we had some more fun, and then another diaper. We curled up together and had a really good sleep. Josh deserved it, because the next couple weeks were going to be hard again, but not nearly so hard as his first couple months had been.