Chapter 9



Josh flew us all the way home, enjoying himself as usual. He set us down perfectly, and when we were safe to do so, we hopped out and got the helicopter ready for storage. It was put away, and then we headed in to get our stuff put where it needed to be, most of it into the laundry room to be cleaned. We stripped in the laundry room while we were in there of course, so that we were in only our soggy diapers. We took care of our cleaning chores, had lunch, and then relaxed for the rest of the day. When it was time for bed, we had another amazing two hour sex session and then had a really good sleep, this time in double diapers.


For the next week, we worked hard, as usual, both of us pushing ourselves to our very limits. We had a lot of fun too though, so that was good. Early in the week I had put a call through to my bosses, asking for a small plane to be available for us to use for about a week, and we were told that they would deliver one to us this weekend. Just after 0900 hours Saturday morning, we were contacted and asked for permission to land, twice, so we granted it. We had to get dressed quickly, then headed out to meet them. Josh had wondered why we had been contacted twice, then he realized it. One of the planes was for us to use, the other was so that whomever was flying the one could get back home. As soon as both planes were landed and taxied to where they needed to be, both pilots emerged.


The one plane was just a fairly small Cessna, four seater, single prop, nice clean looking, and I thought that that was going to be the one left for us. The other plane, actually a small jet, was almost too large for my little air strip. Looked like it had once belonged to some business for taxiing around their big wigs, or, more likely if it is ours, a drug lord or scumbag had owned it and we took it when we took them down. Why pay for what you can get for free we always say. It appeared to be a ten to twelve passenger capacity, plus flight crew, which, for a jet this size, would likely be a total of four. It is a very nice looking unit, and I would not mind having it for myself.


We met the two men as they were coming to meet us.


“Good morning Gentlemen, we're here to deliver your plane for you. After seeing both here though, I understand it'll be difficult for you to let go of the one, but we're keeping the Cessna, you can't have it.” The guy clearly in charge said.


“Oh, I was just hoping for the Cessna, they're nice little learner planes, but I suppose I can teach Josh in a small jet just as easily. When will you be here to pick it up?”


“You weren't informed Sir?”


“Clearly not.”


“It's yours. It was excess stock, and it's been modified to run on hydrogen, which I understand you have lots of. I understand that R & D has been working on this since you had your helicopter made, and we've been testing it now for well over a week. She purrs like a kitten, and not a hiccup to be heard or felt.”


“Oh, but I really don't need a jet.”


“It was felt that it could come in handy for you. The amount that you do have to fly, and sometimes for long distances, you can make good use of this. You'll have somewhere around fifteen hours of flight time at maximum speed on a full tank in this baby, and she's equipped with all the best features you could hope for. It'll land itself at most airports, the take off distance was cut nearly in half when it was upgraded, so be careful, the power might shock you, the auto pilot is second to none, but we added that, it'll do evasive maneuvers like you wouldn't believe, and it's built around comfort. It has all the amenities, if you could wish for it in a plane, this baby has it. That's care of its previous owner of course, a real sleazeball. I think that's about it, so, we're gonna head home.”


“Okay, thanks.” I said in shock.


Before too long, they were gone, taking the Cessna with them. We went inside and I called up my boss and thanked him for the generous gift. He said it wasn't a gift, it was payment. The men that Cole had taken out had folded on their bosses, who were then taken down, and they had a huge stash of everything from cash to drugs and to weapons. The jet had not been theirs, no, that had been in planning since our helicopter was complete, since they wanted to know how far they could take it, but the Cessna that we saw this morning, as well as four other aircraft were. We were assured that no one felt that this was too much, and like we were told, we could make good use of it. We thanked him and hung up.


“Well, I guess you get to learn in a jet instead of a small aircraft. Shall we go check it out now?”


“Okay. You sure I'll be able to fly that thing?”


“Absolutely. You've already mastered it on the simulator anyway, and, technically speaking, they're easier to fly than a helicopter, so I doubt you'll have any problems whatsoever.”


“Okay, if you insist. Will I even be able to see out of it though is my question?”


“I'm willing to bet that they wouldn't have sent me any aircraft that couldn't be flown by even one so small as you. They know full well who'll be flying it, so have no fears.”


When we got out to the jet, we went right inside and I was in awe. It was so nice inside it defied logic. There were only eight chairs, but they were the most comfortable that I had ever sat in, and they could swivel all around, as well they had recliners built in. There were two tables that folded down that serviced two sets of four of the chairs. The bathroom was stunning, and even included a shower. There were two bunks in the back, should anyone need a rest, and they were very soft and comfortable. The home entertainment system nearly rivaled the one I have in the house, only the screen is not quite so large, nor the speakers quite so powerful, but it is a much smaller space, so it is just not needed. It is just as high end though. We headed to the cockpit next, and it is very nice. The chairs are every bit as comfortable as the ones in the back, and all the controls are excellent. We looked it over for a few minutes.


“Wow, this is some jet. You sure I can fly it?” Josh said.


“Sure I'm sure, you worry too much.”


“Yeah, well, what do you expect, really. This thing's huge and expensive. What'll happen if I crash it?”


“If, somehow, you manage to crash it, I'm sure there'll be a better reason than your not being able to fly it, and I'm sure we'll get out in time, so they'll just send us a new one.”


“What do you mean by that?”


“Simple, you're not gonna crash, you've proven that in the helicopter, this is easier to fly, so, therefore, the only reason for you to crash is if we're being fired on and we take too much damage. In that case, we'll throw ourselves out and sacrifice the plane, no biggie. So, tomorrow we start teaching you to fly then.”


“Oh.”


Josh has more confidence than any nine year old child should have, for the most part, but he does seem to have their same fears, about certain things. I always find it funny how boys especially can be so fearless about most things, yet be totally scared of the things that they have no reason to be scared of. I suppose, in this case, it is somewhat warranted. It is no small aircraft, it is large and intimidating, but, in all fairness, it is actually far easier to fly it than the helicopter.


I do not know why he would be so scared of it though, my flight simulator programs are absolutely top notch, the very best there is, they have to be, we train people on them, and he has mastered virtually every aircraft there is, including this very jet. Now, I know, some people say it is not the same, flying a computer versus flying the real thing. Actually, you would be hard pressed to see or feel a difference with what I have. The only thing my simulator cannot do is force you back into your seat the way a real jet can, but that really is nothing.


For the rest of the day we mostly exercised and worked hard. We had a couple good diaper changes throughout the day, and at bedtime, we fucked each other a pair of times, filling each other up as much as we could. We went to sleep very satisfied, and then woke the following morning feeling refreshed.


After a good morning suck and fist fuck session, we went and cleaned ourselves well, did our morning swim and exercises, diapered each other nice and thick, went and had breakfast, and then we got started on the rest of our day.


I had Josh do two trial runs on the flight simulator again, just to boost his confidence a bit more, I even threw in a couple surprises for him, and he handled them beautifully. Finally it was time to go try the real thing, so we headed outside after getting dressed.


“Okay, you remember everything, so, let's get to it.” I said after doing our pre flight inspection the entire aircraft.


“Okay, but I still think this is a mistake.”


“It's not, don't worry, and I'll be right there with you, so that should anything go wrong that you can't handle, you'll be fine. I'm willing to bet that you'll have no troubles at all though, you're too good already.”


“I won't bet against you, but still, I worry.”


“I know.”


He did absolutely perfectly though. He taxied us to the head of the runway, locked the brakes, powered it up, and when the jet was trying to move, even with the brakes on, he let them go and hit the throttle. Even I let out a 'Holy fucking shit' as we took off, this bastard has some serious power. We were pushed into our seats almost as much as when I have been launched from aircraft carriers, but Josh handled the power perfectly, even though he swore as well. We were well and truly off the ground before we even reached half way of our runway, and Josh took us to an altitude of just over four thousand meters. We reached it only a few moments.


“Very nicely done, but man this thing has some serious power.” I said.


“Thanks, I damn near shit my diaper though when I let go the brakes and punched the throttle. We also lifted off the ground well before the end of the runway, so I don't think I needed to use as much power as I would've had I been using the simulator, or maybe a normal jet.”


“No, I think you're right about that, sure was a fun take off though, damn near as good as taking off on an aircraft carrier.”


“Cool, you've done that before.”


“Yeah, I had to sneak into enemy territory for one mission, so I was taken to the carrier, then we waited 'til deep night, took off, and then he dropped me at roughly ten thousand meters. I then had to free fall and open my chute only at the very last second, to ensure I wasn't picked up in any way. I then had to hit a target, in the dead of night, barely able to see a damn thing, it was roughly the size of a tea saucer I swear, and I did it. I reeled in my chute, packed it away, prepared myself, then entered the building, I was dropped on top of it, and went and took care of my targets and extracted the victim. I was shot during the run for safety, but the victim survived, so that was all that mattered. That's the bullet wound in my shoulder by the way.”


“Cool. Will I ever get to see an aircraft carrier?”


“Absolutely. During training I take all my recruits to tour a few of the countries vessels, but sadly you have to wait 'til you're thirteen. They don't like kids on board as it is, but younger than that they simply don't allow.”


“Oh, that bites, but I guess there's nothing that can be done about it. Unless, of course, you leave me alone with the person in charge of that decision for a couple hours, I guarantee that I can change his mind.”


“It's a female.”


“Ew, fuck that noise, I'm out.” He gagged.


I laughed. Josh would do anyone, except a female.


I then had Josh do some complex maneuvers that he had been training on with the simulator, and he did perfectly. I had him take us up to maximum altitude, and minimum, let him feel the difference in how the jet handled it, there is a rather large difference. He already knew how to use the radar system in it, so that was of no concern, but this one is better than the one in the helicopter, it has a far greater range, considering we travel roughly a hundred times faster, it has to. Finally after flying for nearly three hours, I told him to take us home, and he did. When we landed, he did so without even the slightest hop, it was the perfect landing.


“Very well done Baby, you did perfectly. See, you had nothing to be scared of at all.”

“Yeah, I know, and I knew I was being stupid too, but that doesn't always help.”


“No, I know. You weren't being stupid, that was just being smart. Doing something like that for the first time is your brain telling you that to fuck up will get you good and dead, which then causes nerves. You've been very well trained though, so I had no fears.”


“True enough I suppose. So, what are we gonna do now?”


“Continue on other training. This week we're training on explosives, both placing and disarming. In our line of work, we don't usually use explosives, but it is handy to know, for just such an emergency, however, disarming them has come in handy more than a few times, at least for me.”


“Okay.”

Every morning for the rest of the week we took a flight and I made Josh really push our jet to see what it could do, and of course to make him learn everything he could, and then in the afternoons we used high explosives. I love blowing shit up, so this is always my favorite part of training. Josh sure seemed to enjoy it as well.


When it came time for him to disarm a live bomb, he thought it was real enough to cause him grievous bodily harm, like I would do that in training, but he did not need to know that. So, when I threw a curve ball at him and caused it to explode, the small firecracker that was actually the explosive went off and caused a small boom to happen, he fell backwards, shit himself, and screamed like a little girl. I went and stood over him and asked.


“So, did you learn anything?”


“Yeah, never trust you with explosives. Can we go change my diaper please?”


“Sure, come on Baby.”


As I was leading him to the house, he asked. “So, what did you do to make it explode before I thought it was gonna?”


“Put a tamper proof system in place. You cut one wire, the entire things explodes. It's a fairly tricky relay, but you have been taught about them, so, you're lucky I'd never wanna kill you, just scare the shit outta you.”


“I'll say. When it beeped like that, then exploded right away, I thought I was toast. I knew you'd never use anything that'd cause me any real harm, and I even figured when you said it was live, that you'd make sure that it'd scare me, and I was even prepared for it a bit, I guess not that much. I thought I had it, but I musta' missed that relay, because yeah, I remember you telling me about them and all and how to bypass most of them.”


We got to the house and I cleaned Josh up. He had not messed himself all that much, but definitely enough to warrant a fresh diaper. We were both nearing change time anyway, so he changed me as well, and then we headed back out.


Because the entire bomb that I had made had not been destroyed, since it was only a lowly firecracker, I was able to show Josh exactly what he missed and how to go about disarming it properly.


I had three more for him to disarm though, one of which was a controller with a lead out into the property. He thought he had it, but then I made it explode via remote.


“Holy shit, how'd that happen, I had that one.” He said, though this time he did not scream and or mess himself. I held up the remote.


“You missed the remote control unit. Always check for that first, before you do anything, so that someone isn't watching and sets it off on you before you even get a chance to do anything.”


“Fuck, and I did see it too.”


“Always deactivate that first, no matter what else.”


“Good to know.”


We went through the other two, both of which I tried to make explode. He got one, but the other he missed another small detail and I caused it to explode too. He was more ready for it this time and he just swore.


“Okay, that's it for now, tomorrow we'll go over more and then have you try them again. For now, let's go onto other things.”


For the rest of the week, this is what we did. By the time our week of intensive flying and explosives was done, I felt that Josh was fully proficient in both. We would train more, of course, now it would be mixed in with other things to keep him sharp. By the end of the training though, Josh never failed once in disarming even the very best of bombs. He could also place them and blow things properly. With a bit more training, which I could not fully provide at home, he would be able to do a precision drop of something. I mean, we did test it on trees and whatnot, but that is not quite the same.


We of course got a huge amount of sex in, mornings and nights were always good, and every diaper change of course was good, we were being kept very well drained, neither of us had any sort of problem with that, for some strange reason of course.


For the next month, we pretty much kept up the pace. Every day was something different, yet every day was the same. We always trained, we always learned, even I myself strive to learn every day something new. We had had a nice day of rest the previous weekend, went to town, did all our shopping, stocked up on everything we needed, and went and had some fun. This weekend though is to be Josh's tenth birthday. I had no idea what to do for him though.


“So, this weekend is your tenth birthday, what would you like to do?”


“Can I find a cute little boy to enjoy for the weekend. I'd love to find a cute little boy and diaper him and fuck him.”


“That might be hard to do.”


“Actually, no, during my hacking practice that you've been having me do, I've found a little seven year old cutie. He wets the bed and wears Goodnites, but from everything that I can tell, he loves his diapers as much as we do. He's gay, of that I have no doubts, considering the boy looks at lots of pictures of boys in diapers. He's in foster care, he hates his family almost as much as I did, but at least he doesn't seem to want to die. They also don't seem to care that he wears diapers, because he at least gets them. He'd probably be okay with you fucking him as well, but I don't know if he's looking for an adult or not. I'd love to have him come live with us, but I don't think that'd work so well, it doesn't seem like he's smart enough to really do what we do. After a good weekend with us though, he might make a great little boy for a friend in need.”


“Ah, I see. And do you have anyone in mind as a friend in need?”


“No, Cole's already got himself a boyfriend, so we shouldn't ship him there, but I'm sure you know someone.”


“Okay, how are we gonna make it happen then?”


“Already got it covered. He's already been placed for adoption, has been since he was two, his parents died, but because of his wetting, no one has wanted him. He hates that, gee, I wonder why, no one wanted me either. All I have to do is forge the adoption papers and voila, he's ours to do with as we please. Not that I'd steal a boy just to have sex with, but I certainly could if I wanted to. No, all we need is a name to put onto the papers and make it happen. Either that or he could die and then be moved, but really, that might be hard to do. He still needs to go to school and all that.”


“How long are you planning on having him here then?”


“Week or two, just enough for a great birthday present, make sure he's good to go, and then we find him a new home. I'll find out what he wants, and then we'll make it happen. If he wants a big brother or a daddy, or both, that's what he'll get.”


“Okay. So, how'd you find him then?”


“Trolling diaper love websites and finding out who everyone was. Once I found him, I did some back research and found pictures, school records, adoption details, foster parent information on him, everything. It wasn't even that hard, especially with all the training you've given me. I was already good before, but you've made me even better, and the password crackers you use are amazing, I can break into anything.” He grinned.


“Good, that's exactly why I train you like that, to find just this sort of thing. If you can find a deserving gay baby boy, you can find anything. So, Friday afternoon we'll go get him then.”


“Awesome.”


Josh was on pins and needles the rest of the week waiting not so patiently until we could go pick up his birthday present. He turns ten on Saturday, so he would be a day early, but that is okay too. Finally we were ready to go for the trip to get his present, a cute little seven year old boy. His name is Morgan, he has long blond hair (down past his shoulders), bright blue eyes, cute dimpled cheeks and freckled nose, and he is small for his age, same as Josh. Once we made it to town, Josh flew the helicopter of course, it was only a two and a half hour flight, we went and borrowed a car, because we stopped at a base, since it was easiest, and then went and bought a few things. We did not already have diapers small enough to fit Morgan, and we were both absolutely certain that he would be stunningly beautiful in Pampers size sevens, so we stopped to get several packs of them, so that Morgan had lots to keep.


The parents who were caring for Morgan had already been informed that someone would be by to pick Morgan up at some point after school, that he had been adopted, so that was all arranged. Morgan was scared, of course, actually he was closer to terrified that his new family would hate him because he needed diapers, and secretly liked them and boys, but he was happy to have finally been adopted too. He was certain that his new family had to know about his bed wetting, which was not as much accidental as others were led to believe, yet most still were. He knew though that no one would have any idea how much he loved and wanted to wear diapers all the time, or how much he wanted to do things with other boys. He knew no one knew that. He was wrong, of course, even his foster parents had seen it and had notified his social worker that they felt that Morgan was going to end up gay.


Finally the knock came saying that we had arrived, and Morgan was so scared and nervous, that he peed his pants, just as the door opened to reveal Josh and I. We saw the entire thing, he burst into tears, and tried to run away. Josh caught him though.


“Hey there Morgan, don't run away, it's okay, I know how you feel.” Josh said softly to the clearly very scared boy. “My name's Josh, and while we aren't the family who's adopting you, I was asked to come and pick you up with my dad, because your new family couldn't be here. It was also decided that since I'm close to your age and have the same problem with pants and bed wetting, that I'd be a really good first person to meet.” He whispered right into Morgan's ear. The foster mom would have heard none of it, though I did, because I train hard to hear everything.


“You do?” He whispered back, though louder than Josh had, and the mom heard, and more than likely understood as well.


“Sure. Why don't you take me to your room, I'll help you clean up, and then we'll bring the rest of your things out so that we can get going, would you like that?”


“Okay.” He said softly.


Josh led the nervous little boy away and I stayed and chatted with the mom for a few minutes.


“So, I know from his records that Morgan does wet the bed, and clearly he pees his pants under stress as well, but how often does it happen?”


“Every morning he's wet, though I'm absolutely certain it's more than likely because he doesn't pee before bed. He seems to wait 'til he's got his night time underwear on, then pees in it.” She sighed in exasperation.


“So, he does wear diapers to bed. I'm assuming Goodnites or Underjams then?”


“Yes, had to keep him in them, otherwise I was doing laundry every day. It's bloody expensive though, and I sure as hell don't get extra money for it, but I couldn't make him wet his bed every night. It's to the point that if I tell him to go without, so that he can try and learn to stay dry at night, he now point blank refuses, and I swear wets the bed on purpose.”


“I understand where he's coming from, I wet 'til I was thirteen, wasn't a thing I could do to stop it, when finally it stopped itself. I didn't get diapers or anything, I had to sleep in a wet bed, every night, it was horrible, and my foster mother was forever yelling at me about it, calling me all sorts of horrible things. So, all he's done is decided that diapers are the lesser of two evils, and more than likely he does pee before bed, but maybe not lots. I trust you probably give him nothing to drink after seven or so.”


“That's sad, I hope he never felt that I treated him badly for his wetting, even though it is frustrating at times. No, nothing after six, actually, he's in bed for seven thirty, and he never flushes when he's done, so trust me, I know when he's peed, his pee smells really strong.”


“Oh, what do the doctors say about that, that's not normal.”


“Nothing, never thought anything of it, so never asked.”


“They never took a urine sample to test for reasons for his wetting?”


“Nah, he's still so young, they say that it's so normal at his age that there's simply no point in bothering yet.”


“Fair enough I suppose. How often does he wet his pants though?”


“Once or twice a week. He has a nasty tendency of not paying attention, so I'm forever having to ask him if he's gone to the bathroom recently. If he's concentrating on something else, he'll pee himself, every time. He gets teased at school mercilessly all the time because of it in fact. Poor kid really.”


“My son was the same, it got to the point that he had to wear something every day to prevent accidents from showing up, usually just a guard, but he still wets every night himself.”


“Oh. So, I was expecting the people who were adopting him. What happened?”


“Yeah, sorry about that. They're business people and had an emergency pop up, We live right next door, so Josh is gonna be close anyway, so it was felt that he'd be a really good first person to meet. You did receive the email from both them and the social worker stating this I trust?”


“Yeah, like fifteen minutes before you arrived.”


“Yeah, because it happened roughly an hour ago, they were panicking, trying to figure out what the hell to do, because they couldn't cancel this meeting, several million dollars were on the line if this blew up on them, and they didn't want that to happen, for obvious reasons.”


“Oh, he's being adopted by wealthy people, lucky him. They know of his issues though, even what we suspect about him?”


“Absolutely. Morgan will be their third adopted child, the others are in their early teens now, a boy and a girl, and they too had issues. They decided to adopt the kids that no one else would, because they deserve to have a happy healthy home like everyone else does.”


“Oh, and what issues do the other two have, if you don't mind my asking?”


“Not at all. His new sister was born addicted to drugs, she's thirteen, but is probably at about the same level of learning as Morgan's at, and may never get further. Otherwise she's a very sweet girl, very caring and giving. His new brother also has to wear diapers, but all day long. His parents gave him up when they thought he was faulty. He has no bowel control, he's fourteen now, and wears diapers all day. He's actually quite bright, so will probably be able to teach Morgan a fair bit.”


“Oh, that's a lot to deal with. I've had fetal alcohol and drug babies, man are they difficult to work with.”


“Yeah, she was, and still is sometimes, but overall, she's been great.”


We stayed chatting for a few more minutes while waiting or the boys. I was laying it on so thick I felt I was going to have to go home and wash my mouth out with soap. Finally the boys came out though and Morgan said goodbye to the mom.


While we were talking, Josh had taken Morgan to Morgan's bedroom to get him all cleaned up and ready to go.


“Now, Morgan, I already knew about your issues, and as you heard, I wet the bed too. What you don't know, is I also wet my pants, all day every day, so I have to wear diapers. Knowing this about you, I thought you might prefer to wear a diaper instead of being so nervous that you pee your pants all day. Would you like to wear a diaper?”


“Maybe I better. I have Goodnites, I can put one of them on.” He whispered, blushing.


“Goodnites suck, I have something better for you. Wish I still fit in them myself actually, but I thought you might appreciate them.” Josh said, pulling out a Pampers diaper from his pack.


“Is, is that a Pampers size seven?” He gasped softly.


“Yes it is, would you like me to put it on you?”


“Oh yes please.” He said excitedly.


“Yeah, I though you and I were gonna be a lot alike there. I love my thick thirsty baby diapers too. How long have you dreamed of wearing proper diapers all day every day?”


“For as long as I can remember.”


“Same here. Here, let's get baby out of his wet clothes and throw out those useless undies. From here on out, you only have to wear proper underwear if you want to, otherwise you'll get to stay diapered, if you want to, of course.”


“You mean it?”


“Absolutely.”


Josh helped Morgan to strip, bare, and then laid him down on the bed. From his pack he pulled out his diaper wipes, lotion and cream, and then proceeded to properly diaper the cute little boy. He was very excited by this, his little penis showing it as much as he could. At a little over five centimeters long, and a couple around, he was not overly large for his age, but Josh still could not wait to properly taste and feel it. He did massage the lotion and cream into Morgan's young erection more than enough to cause him to explode in an amazing orgasm though. It took more than a minute for Morgan to come back down, and by the time he did, Josh had him taped up and ready to get dressed again.


“There you go, and baby sure seemed to enjoy his baby diaper change.”


“Oh yeah, I love doing that to myself after I wet my Goodnites.”


“Good, I would've been worried had you not.”


“Do you like boys in a way that others think is naughty?” Morgan had to ask.


“Absolutely, and I think you do too, don't you.”


“Oh yeah.”


“Good, then the next week or so, until we get you with your new family is going to be amazing. You'll be staying with us 'til then.”


“Why?”


“I'll tell you all about it later, okay. For now, let's get baby dressed and packed up.”


Josh dressed Morgan, then helped him to pack the very few things that he had. They left the underwear and the Goodnites, Morgan did not want either, and then they headed down to meet me. We said a final goodbye, and then we headed out to the car. The boys sat in the back seat, and talked all the way to the base. Josh told Morgan the basics of what was happening, letting him know that we had not found a family for him yet, that we needed to find out what he wanted first, which was why he was going to stay with us for a week or two first. He was confused at first, but Josh explained it well. I hardly had to say a word.


“Okay, so I get to stay with you guys 'til I figure out who I want, you're gonna let me wear diapers all day every day, and I'll even get to have sex?” He asked, to make sure that he got the most important parts.


“Yep, that pretty much sums it up. If you want to have sex with an adult, then you can do so with Adam, when you're ready, if you're ready, if not, then just you and I'll play. Tomorrow is just you and me though, I want a really awesome birthday present, and I think that you'll enjoy it every bit as much as me.”


“Okay. I don't know if I want an adult or not, I always dreamed of a big brother.”


“Then a big brother of suitable tastes will be found for you. How much older do you want him to be?”


“About the same as you I think.”


“Okay, that can be arranged. I'll see what I can find for you in a week then once you've decided totally. Now, have you ever flown before?”


“No, never, why?”


“Because I'll be flying us home.”


“Oh ha ha, very funny. You can't fly.”


Josh said nothing, just grinned, and kept his mouth shut. We made it to the base a few minutes later, the boys continuing to talk, and then we went and got into the helicopter. Josh did his pre flight inspection, but of course I followed anyway to ensure he missed nothing, so Morgan really did not notice anything out of the ordinary. Then we hopped in and Josh took the pilot's seat and I helped Morgan to buckle up, then Morgan started to think that maybe Josh had been telling the truth. As soon as I was in, Josh started us up and checked everything, then requested permission to take off, and once he had it, he lifted off. I turned to talk to Morgan, but he was staring at Josh in awe.


“He told you he'd be the one flying and you didn't believe him. Now do you?”


“But how, he's too young?”


“No he's not. He even flies our jet, it's just a small eight passenger and four crew model, but he does.”


“Wow, really. Could you take me for a flight in that too?”


“Sure. Maybe in a few days.”

“This is so amazing, I always wanted to fly in a helicopter.”


We chatted a bit more, but Morgan was mostly interested in staring out the window or at Josh, who he clearly was already starting to hero worship. The flight home was good, and took the same amount of time, and when Josh set us down, it was as perfect as always. Morgan had been suitably impressed with what he was seeing as we came in, and asked us how many people lived here, and was astounded when I said it was just the two of us.


Once the helicopter was in and stored, we headed into the house to go make and eat some dinner. As soon as we made it inside, both Josh and I started stripping down to just our diapers, and Morgan was amazed.


“You're both wearing just diapers, wait, you wear diapers too Adam?”


“Oh yeah, I think you'll agree that they're the best. Now, come on and strip and join us, you'll love it too.” I said.


“Okay.”


It was easy for him to do, because he had wanted to do so for a long time, and clearly we were okay with it, as well Josh had already seen him in his diaper, so he stripped off all his clothes quickly.


“My my, baby's already peepeed his diaper lots and lots, and you look so hot like that. I trust Josh made sure you had a really good diaper change, and you already enjoy that?”


“Yeah, and I peepeed lots already, these diapers are amazing. I'm not hot though, Josh is, you are too, but Josh is way better.” He sighed deeply.


“Know how you feel. Now, why don't you come help us to make dinner, we're getting hungry.”


“Okay.”


So the three of us went and made and ate dinner, and then we headed to the theatre to kick back and relax and watch a couple movies. By then, Morgan was nearly comatose, he was used to going to bed much earlier. Josh took him to the bedroom across the hall from ours and changed his very wet diaper, and then wished him a good sleep. He then came back to our bedroom and we proceeded to wear each other out more than enough to go to sleep, and when finally we did, some three hours later, we were very satisfied.


“Good morning, and happy birthday, my beautiful baby boy. You're ten years old now, how does it feel to be in double digits?”


“Good morning, thanks, but I don't feel any different at all.”


“No, it never really does. So, are you gonna go across the hall and open your birthday present?”


“Absolutely, just not yet. I want your cum and piss first, only this morning I'll suck it all outta you. I want Morgan to fuck me today, and I sure hope I'll be able to fuck him too. I probably will though, he wants it bad. So, go ahead and lay back and enjoy.”


And boy did I. I held off as long as I could and made Josh really work hard for it, I came five times, pissed twice, and it took almost two hours. He changed my diaper for me, then skipped giddily from the room and across the hall. I wondered if either of the boys would even come out to eat at any time. I figured that I better go get some food and at least leave it at the door for them, because otherwise Josh might kill poor Morgan, but I am absolutely certain Morgan would die a very happy baby boy.


I made myself some breakfast, then made up a basket of assorted foods the boys could eat cold and delivered it to the bedroom door and knocked. I left without waiting for them, knowing from the sounds I was already hearing, that they were too busy to bother answering the door anyway. I almost wanted to peek in to see how it was going, but decided to leave the boys to their fun and games.


After that, knowing that I was not needed to do anything, I just puttered around the house and the yard, pretty much just taking care of all the things that needed to be done on a regular basis. It was almost six pm when the boys finally stumbled from the bedroom.


Josh entered the bedroom that Morgan was staying in and found that he was still sound asleep. It was cute though, because Morgan had thrown off his covers, he was on his front with his knees tucked up underneath himself, and he was sucking his thumb. It was very cute, and it caused Josh to say aw.


Morgan's diaper was very soggy though, it seemed as if he had enjoyed his diaper a great deal throughout the night. Josh groaned form this. He crawled onto the bed and pressed his nose right to the seat of Morgan's soggy baby bum and inhaled deeply. The scent of boy, pee, sweat and Pampers all mixed to make a scent that Josh nearly came from just smelling. He did this for several moments before pulling aside Morgan's diaper slightly in the back, enough to snake his tongue in, and he started tonguing the hole the was normally buried inside.


With how Morgan was laying, with his legs slightly spread, it opened him up a great deal for what Josh was doing. Morgan moaned deeply in his sleep, Josh moaned deeply into Morgan's bum.


Josh then reached underneath Morgan and started stroking the front of the boys very wet diaper, petting his little baby cock nicely. The feelings that Josh was creating in Morgan's backside, though, had already made him hard, so Josh was stroking his diapered hardness happily.


Pulling Morgan's diaper aside even more, Josh buried his entire face inside nearly and really started enjoying Morgan's hot little hole, as well he started really rubbing Morgan's erection, and in only a minute, before Morgan even woke up, he was having his first orgasm of the morning. Morgan came too just as he started cumming, and he squealed in joy. Josh did not stop though, and Morgan was loving every dirty second of it, he was whimpering, he was panting, he was sighing, and he was grunting. Never before had he imagined something that could feel so incredibly good.


In this manner, Josh made Morgan cum two more times, and during his third orgasm, the knock for food came, which was what I had heard. Josh let Morgan come crashing back down, and then helped him to roll over.


“Wow, you licked my bum, and it felt amazing.”


“No, I was tongue fucking your gay baby boy pussy, basically the same thing of course, just more accurate the way I said it. Now you say it.”


“I'm not allowed to though, that's bad words.”


“Here it's allowed, and expected, so don't worry.”


“Okay, you tongue fucked my gay baby boy pussy.”


“That's right. Now, that knock on the door, though you might not have even heard it, was likely the knock to tell me that there was food, so I'm gonna go grab that, then grab diapers and other things, so I'll be right back.”


“Okay.” He said in delirious wonder.


Josh was back only a minute later with everything that they would be needing for the next several hours of incredible fun. He set the basket of food onto the bed, and then both boys dug through it to find what they wanted to eat. Once they were full, as well as they had drank almost half the juice, they were good to go once again.


“Now, I have no doubt that you've wanted to fuck a boy before, so, would you like to do so now?”


“Oh yeah.”


“Then tell me.”


“I'd love to fuck you.”


“Okay, if you can, I want you to piss in my baby boy pussy as you fuck me, because I wanna do the same to you too. I even wanna drink each others piss. You don't have to, if you don't wanna, but you should try it, it's awesome.”


“I've wanted to drink someone elses piss for years, I drink my own when I'm in the bath, or sometimes at night. I can suck my own peepee, so sometimes I pee right into my mouth.”


“That's so hot, and I definitely wanna watch you do that. It's also a cock or a dick, a penis or an erection, but now that you're fucking and getting fucked, it's not a peepee any more.”


“Okay, cock or dick, got it.”


“Oh, you're gonna get it alright. I'd love to fuck you today too.”


“I really want you to fuck me too.”


“Good. Now, would you like to lick my pussy for me too?”


“Oh yeah, that felt so amazing. It sounds so gross, but that definitely wasn't gross.”


“No, it most certainly is not.” Josh grinned.


Josh got onto his hands and knees, spreading his legs perfectly to allow Morgan all the access he wanted and needed, and then he too got to work. His first lick was tentative, but Josh is very good about keeping nice and clean back there, we both are, so Morgan did not get any nastiness, only amazingness. Within only a few seconds, Morgan had his tongue buried inside Josh, and he too was petting Josh's hot diapered erection. This too was another first, he had never felt another boy, hell, other than on the computer, he had never even seen another boy naked.


Long before Josh came, Morgan's neck and tongue were starting to ache, yet he never disengaged, he kept right on going until Josh came, and he came hard.


“Mmm, that was very good, thanks. Now, get up onto your knees, push the front of your diaper down, and the back of mine down, and fuck me good.”


“That was amazing, it was so good, I can't wait to do that again.”


He did prepare them both though and then inserted himself fully into Josh, he damn near came right away, but he managed to hold off. He was not able to hold off long though, and about thirty or so seconds after he started thrusting, he exploded. He peed a bit inside Josh as well, but continued right on fucking away merrily, through four more orgasms.


After that last orgasm though, Morgan had had all he could take, and passed out cold. Josh changed both their diapers, and then he curled into Morgan and cuddled him, even falling asleep for a bit himself, until Morgan woke back up a little more than an hour later.


“Wow, that wasn't just some amazing dream, was it?” Morgan asked with a deep sigh as his eyes fluttered open.


“Yes, it was a dream, but you were awake for it. Now, I'd very much like to prepare you to take my cock. I'm not very big, only just a bit bigger than you, so I shouldn't hurt you any. Will you let me?”


“Oh yes, please fuck my little gay baby boy pussy, and definitely piss in me and piss fuck me too.”


“Okay.”


Neither boy was overly soggy yet, but that really did not matter, since they could not actually fuck through their diapers anyway. Josh positioned Morgan back up on his hands and knees, pulled aside his diaper, and then went in tongue first again and proceeded to really tongue fuck him good. Once more Morgan was moaning and sighing, whimpering and panting, it was a very hot sound.


Once Morgan was well tongued, Josh had him roll over onto his back, and this time he lowered the front of Morgan's diaper and inhaled his entire little baby cock. Morgan nearly snapped in half, let out a sex cry that I heard in the kitchen, and exploded once more.


Just as Morgan was coming down, Josh slipped his now lube coated finger inside Morgan's open ass, and proceeded to finger him at the same slow pace as he was still sucking. Morgan tasted amazing to Josh, they were both loving this every bit as much as the other. Though Morgan would disagree that anyone could feel anywhere near as good as he was feeling at the moment.


When Morgan came again, Josh slipped a second finger in, and then when he came once more, he slipped one more finger in. Morgan was doing amazing for his first time.


“Okay, you're definitely ready for me. Hell, you're damn near ready for Adam, so, get back up onto your hands and knees so that I can fill you up. I really have to cum and piss, and I wanna fill you up instead of my diaper this time.”


“Okay.” Morgan said happily.


Once positioned, Josh slipped in and they both sighed deeply, contentedly, and then Josh started fucking Morgan.


Morgan had felt for a long time that he was gay, he only ever thought about boys, and some of the naughty things he thought of doing with other boys were truly naughty. He is now receiving those very naughty desires, and they are far better than he had ever dreamed possible. He now felt as if he finally knew who and what he was, whereas before this wondrous day, he only thought he was a gay baby boy diaper lover. Now he knew with a certainty that caused him to finally know who he was. He would no longer be ashamed, because he knew how wonderful what he was could be. No one could make fun of him again, because he was too happy with who and what he was for them to bother him. He is and always will be a gay baby boy diaper lover, he will always desire a cock in his pussy, to be fucked and filled up. Sure, he loved fucking as well, almost as much in fact, but he could never be truly satisfied unless he was also receiving.


Just as Josh came, so did Morgan, and then Morgan got to feel what truly being filled up was like, and he loved every blissful second of it. He sighed so deeply as Josh was peeing in him, that even he understood what it meant. He knew his body was telling him that it was receiving exactly what it needed to be truly alive.


Josh did not stop, and continued to fuck Morgan for almost an entire hour, he came twice more, Morgan came four more times, and on his final orgasm of this session, Morgan passed out once again.


This time Josh did not have to change their diapers, they were still mostly fine. He pulled them both up though and then curled back into Morgan and he too slept for a bit. He woke up well before Morgan did this time though, but he just laid there happily awaiting him to wake up. He woke up almost an hour later.


“Wow, this day has been the best so far, possibly the best there ever will be again.”


“And it'll keep getting better too, I promise you. We're staying here 'til we can't possibly go any more.”


“I need more food and drink please?”


“Me too, so let's eat.”


They ate and drank the remainder of what I had brought them this morning, and then Josh introduced Morgan to his favorite number.


They got into a sixty nine and started sucking each other, and when Josh slipped a finger into Morgan, Morgan happily did the same for Josh.


After every orgasm, they each added another finger to the others open asses, and even Morgan was shocked when Josh slipped his whole hand inside him. He had no idea that anyone could do such a thing, and though it certainly hurt, it also felt utterly amazing. They came a further two times after slipping their fists in each other, and then they both passed out.


They were still sucking each other when they woke a little more than an hour and a half later, and both could tell that the other had peed a considerable amount during their sleep, because they could very easily taste it, though neither was upset by this, because they had peed in each others mouth twice while sucking and fingering each other anyway.


“Wow, so hot.” Morgan sighed once more.


“For sure. It's almost dinner time, wanna fuck each other another couple times before we go get some seriously needed food?”


“Fuck yeah.”


So, they did. First Josh fucked Morgan, then they traded places, and they did this through two more orgasms a piece. Both were very much satisfied. They had spent the entire day sucking and fucking, and other than a few really well deserved rests, that was pretty much all they did. All in all, Josh thought it was definitely they very best birthday he had ever had.


Both their diapers were still good, so they decided to just leave them for now, they would probably go swimming or something after dinner anyway, so they would change later. All they wanted now, for some strange reason, was food. They stumbled to the kitchen to find me cooking, almost ready to set it on the table. I was happy to see that they had made it on time. Then again, Josh could be called many things, but never late for dinner.


“Ah, good of you boys to finally join me. Did you have a good time?”


“Oh yeah, Josh and I fucked and sucked and fingered and fisted, came and pissed, all for and in each other, it was amazing.” Morgan sighed deeply.


“And it sounds as if you've finally found yourself and are free.” I had to say, because he sure looked and sounded utterly content.


“Mmmhmm, I finally know who and what I am.”


“And what's that?”


“A gay baby boy diaper lover, I need to be diapered and fucked to feel whole.”


“All three of us are the same there.” Josh smiled happily.


“Good.” Morgan smiled.


“You boys set the table, dinner will be ready in just a minute.”


“Okay.” They both said and then rushed to do so, because I was almost ready.


Both boys ate with an insanely voracious appetite, gee, I wonder what on earth caused them to be so hungry. I tried asking them, but they grunted at me, too concentrated on eating to bother answering such silly questions. I just laughed.


When finally they were finished, after thirds for both, I asked them again.


“We fucked long and hard.” Morgan said proudly.


“Good, such hot gay baby boy diaper lovers deserve to fuck and be fucked long and hard. Now, I'm willing to bet that both of you need the pool and the hot tub, so let's go.”


“What about my ass, it's still leaking a bit?” Morgan asked.


“Won't be the first time a leaky ass has been in our pool. Don't worry about it.” I laughed.


“Okay.” He shrugged and followed us.


If Morgan was shocked that we swam naked, he never showed it, he just happily stripped off his diaper and jumped in the pool as well after Josh. We played a bit, but mostly relaxed, and a good portion of that relaxation was in the hot tub and the sauna. Once we were all swam out, we hopped out and washed and dried before diapering each other. We went and watched another movie, but Morgan passed out right near the end of it, so I carried him up to bed. I changed his diaper for him before tucking him in, and then headed to our bedroom, where Josh was already waiting for me.


When I made it to our bedroom, Josh and I made love to each other for a good couple hours, until we were good and ready to go to sleep. We changed each other and then passed out for the night.


“So, how'd you enjoy your birthday yesterday Baby?” I asked as we were laying there cuddling after our morning suck and fist fuck session.


“It was amazing. Thanks so much. So, knowing more of what Morgan wants, can you think of anyone who would be happy to take him in?”


“Yes, one of our bosses has an eleven year old son who we're pretty sure's gay, and I know he wets the bed every night still, so, maybe I should ask him if wants to take Morgan in and give his son someone to play with.”


“I bet the boy would just love that. You should call and make the arrangements today, so that we can take Morgan to them, if he's willing, in a week. That gives me more than enough time to enjoy my birthday present. Speaking of which, that's what I'm gonna go do right now.”


“Okay, go enjoy, but don't be spending the entire day in there again, you don't need to, and you do have to do some more training.”


“As much as I'd love to spend all day in the bedroom with Morgan for the entire week he's here for, not even I could do that, at least not for more than just a couple days. While I'm in there though, why not call and ask.”


“Okay, will do.”


Josh skipped over to Morgan's bedroom, where he woke the little cutie up in a most wondrous way, yet again, and then proceeded to rock his world and teach him more and more about what being a gay baby boy slut was like. Morgan sure loved it, and two and a half hours later, they stumbled out of the bedroom, looking for food.


In the meantime, I changed my diaper, went and made and ate breakfast for myself, and then went to my office. While the man I was calling was strictly speaking one of my bosses, he was actually of lower rank than myself. He's a controller, whereas I am a field agent and trainer, so he can only ask me to do things, not order. When he answered, we went over the pleasantries, and then I got to the heart of the matter.


“So, the reason for my call today Steven, is this. We recently acquired a young man, basically my new recruit rescued him from foster care and misery, but he's not of the sort that we could train. I know you think that your son, Sean wasn't it, is gay, and I remember you telling me that he still wets the bed the last time we talked. Is that all still accurate?”


“That's correct, and I'm now positive that he's gay and a diaper lover too. Why?”


“Well, how would you feel about adopting a young gay diaper lover?”


“I don't know. Are you setting my son up with someone?” He laughed.


“I'd like to, yeah. Morgan needs a big baby brother, he's said as much. He also needs a loving family. I know after your wife died when Sean was three, that that ended your desire to be with anyone really, but that you'd both wanted more kids. This way you get another child, he gets a great home, and Sean has a cute little gay baby brother to play with. I assure you though, with the training that Josh is putting him through, he's likely to know far more than Sean does.”


“Oh, I don't know about that. He and one of his friends have been playing an awful lot lately. I don't know if they're boyfriends or not, or, if they are, how having a little brother who wants to play will affect their relationship. When do you need to know by, I can talk to him tonight and let you know.”


“Josh would like to keep him for a week, to train him up good and proper, so we could bring him Sunday if you're both willing.”


“Sounds good to me. I'll call you tomorrow morning then.”


We said goodbye, and then I went about other paperwork and whatnot until the boys emerged from the bedroom.


When the boys emerged from the bedroom, they were both in a fresh diaper, with their night diaper still underneath, and Morgan looked very happy and well ravished. They headed straight to the kitchen and got themselves a good breakfast, and then came and found me again. They had not even stopped at the office to say anything before going for breakfast, they had far more important things to think about.


“I see that you're enjoying a double diaper this morning.”


“Oh yeah, it's the greatest, well after getting fucked long and hard that is.” He grinned brightly.


“I think we can all agree to that. So, let's go then, you can join us in our martial arts practice and training.”


We headed outside and got started, but Morgan was pretty much no use, he could not get the hang of it at all. That was okay though, he worked hard and he did try. He is certainly not cut out to do what we do, that is for damned sure. From there we did several other things, and by the time we were done for the day, Morgan was exhausted once again.


The following morning, after Josh and I had had our fun, Josh headed over to Morgan's bedroom to rock his world and teach him just a little more. Today he took an assortment of dildos and butt plugs, as well as a pair of small cock rings and the lube. I grinned, Josh giggled, and he skipped merrily to the bedroom to broaden Morgan's horizons once again, if not his cute little bum.


I went and made and ate breakfast, then went and called Steven again.


“Good morning, so how'd your talk with Sean go last night.”


“Pretty good actually. I told him that I wanted to adopt a seven year old boy, but that he'd have to help out with watching him and stuff. I told him that he's gay and a diaper lover, which is why he couldn't be placed anywhere else. I asked him if he had a problem with that, and he said no very quickly. He didn't think I'd seen, but he had to readjust himself, so he was very happy with the prospect of having a little baby brother to play with.” He laughed.


“Good. And did you let him know that you know about him?”


“Nope. I figure I'll just accidentally buy a pack of diapers that are the wrong size for Morgan and tell him that he may as well use them, and before they're gone, I'm willing to bet that he admits it's what he wants to keep. I doubt it'll take more than a week for him to tell me he's gay, but then again, I'll probably have to actively try not to catch them in the act, but then again, maybe I should.”


“Give them a week, then I would if I were you. Let him know there's no need for secrets, so on and so forth. Anyway, I'll call you the night before we leave to let you know when we'll be arriving and all that.”


“Okay, thanks.”


The rest of the week went by in pretty much the exact same way. By the time Saturday night came, Josh felt that Morgan knew everything that there was to know about being a gay baby boy diaper lover. While we all knew that Morgan would be easily able to take an adult, he still maintained that that was not what he really wanted. I let them both know, because I still had not told Josh anything, that I had found a father and son to take Morgan, that the boy was gay and a diaper lover as well, but that Sean did not know that his dad knew, so I warned him to keep it low key for a bit at least, to let things settle some.


Sunday morning, after Josh and I had our fun, and then Josh and Morgan had their fun, we ate and then headed out. I had called the night before to let Steven know when approximately we would be there, so they were expecting us. Morgan had his few clothes, all the rest of the Pampers that we had bought him, as well as a very large, brand new tub of lube, a pair of butt plugs, a pair of dildos and a pair of vibrating cock rings, care of Josh, who said Morgan and his new brother would enjoy them a great deal. Morgan was ecstatic about these gifts for some strange reason.


When we arrived to the door, to meet Sean and Steven, Morgan was not in the least bit nervous or anxious. When he saw Sean, he almost forgot to breath. He is damn near as good looking as Josh, and that's a feat that is hard to beat.


“Ah, welcome Morgan, so, I guess we're your new family. I understand that you like diapers, so I made sure to buy you a good sized box to keep you in stock for a while.”


“Thanks, Steven right?”


“That's right.”


“Adam and Josh already bought me lots of Pampers size seven, and they fit me perfectly, but I'm sure they'll get used.”


“Oh, actually, I didn't know you'd be so small, they're probably gonna be way to big on you. Oh well, Sean can just use them, since he's a bed wetter.”


“Dad.” He said, blushing.


“They already knew, so don't worry so much.”


“Besides, I think it's great. If you wear just Goodnites or something like that, then you'll probably prefer the diapers your dad bought. I wet my pants and bed so much that I started to love wearing them, now I never wanna be outta my diapers.” He said proudly. Sean was blushing.


“Well, we're sorry to say that we really have to be going. Morgan, it was really nice meeting you, I'm happy that we were able to help you out, and I'm sure you're gonna have a great life here.”


“Thanks so much, I'll never forget you, especially you Josh.”


Morgan hopped up and gave Josh a very big hug and then kissed him deeply, causing Sean to gasp and blush even more. I did notice though that he had to readjust himself once again, and with that, I could see that he was wearing one of his diapers and that he was soggy. He saw that I saw, I winked at him and motioned down to my midsection and showed him that I was wearing as well, he was shocked, but had to readjust himself again. His dad saw nothing of this though.


With final farewells, Josh and I headed out. Since we were already in town, we decided to go shopping again, and as we went, we talked.


“So, how hard was it letting him go?”


“We wore each other out so much, it wasn't hard at all.” He said with a perfectly straight face.


“I wouldn't believe that for a heartbeat from anyone, most especially you.”


“No, you're right. It wasn't too hard though, he's a great little boy, and he deserves so much, but there's nothing more we can offer him, and to tell you the truth, I prefer you. He was fun, but you fill me up perfectly.”


“That's good.”


We went and did our shopping and then headed home. From there we got back into our normal routine.


Winter is just around the corner, so now is the time to do all of Josh's winter survival, and we will do at least a couple camp outs.


The next few months did go by with nothing spectacular happening though. We got through winter and Josh's winter training without a hiccup at all. I would now say that Josh is almost fully ready for the field, he is so close to fully trained. Sure, there is still lots to learn, and we still practice every day, but now he is as ready as can be. I let my bosses know my feelings in that regard, so that they know that he can be sent out on assignment now, so now it is only a matter of time before we get the call. It took a lot longer to arrive than I had anticipated though, because it was almost mid May when it did come in.