Chapter 3

“So, how'd you sleep last night Baby?” I asked when I met Mica in the kitchen the following morning.

I had just got up, my diaper is gloriously full, so is my ass, and I had had an amazing sleep. I found Mica already in the kitchen, and he appears to be getting stuff ready for breakfast.

“Oh, good morning Baby, I slept great. Four finger fucked myself for five baby boygasms, double diapered myself, and then fell asleep a happy little gay baby boy diaper lover. How about you?”

“About the same, actually, except I used a dildo, and I slipped my butt plug inside myself before diapering up double thick as well.”

“Nice. Any chance that we can find a website to find me my own toys, especially the cock cage catheter you keep telling me about. Every time you do, it makes me so fucking hard it's insane.”

“Yeah, well, if you were wearing one, you wouldn't be hard.” I had to laugh. “But sure, why not.”

What difference does it make anyway, we both know that Mica is far more than just merely capable of taking almost anything inside himself, and clearly he knows what he wants. I am most certainly not against getting a baby boy even as young as Mica the toys he needs and deserves. I would go and find a store to get them, but the likelihood of them having his size in stock are slim to none.

“Good point. Might even control the urge I have to pounce on you and fuck you hard 'til we're both satisfied.” Mica giggled.

“That's probably a good thing.”

“Yeah, except I can tell that you don't really truly believe that, do you.”

“Yes, and no, all at the same time. I'm so conflicted. In one breath, I desperately wanna do that, go and fuck like bunnies 'til we're so friction burned that we'll haveta visit the burn centre at the hospital. But, in another, I wanna wait, hold off, learn to truly love each other, then make tender, passionate love to each other, 'til we can't cum any more, but only really have three, or maybe even four incredibly powerful baby boygasms, from holding on for so long.”

“Both sound nice, to tell you the truth, but I do think that making love does sound nicer.”

“Me too. So, what are you making anyway?”

“Breakfast wraps with eggs, feta cheese, kale, and spinach, in corn tortillas.”

“That sounds, um, interesting.”

“It's loaded with protein, calcium, iron, and so many other natural vitamins it's not even funny. And get that look off your face, it won't kill you.” He laughed at me.

“Do you often cook like this?”

“All the time. That's why I'm so healthy. My aunt wouldn't touch what I cooked, said it was nasty. I only eat meat maybe once a day, and not even every day. For lunch I almost always have a good salad and some fruit.”

“I knew you had an amazing body, now I know why. That might also explain why you look so lean and powerful.”

“Thanks. I'm way stronger than all my friends, that's for sure, and I hardly do any real exercises, mostly just swimming.”

“I bet. Is there a pool here as well.”

“For the cost of this place, there'd better be, so, yeah.” He laughed.

“What about the house on the island?”

“Yeah, even nicer than the one here. Actually, I'll haveta try and call Grandpa today and ask him to send the pool company out to get it ready for us.”

“Good. That's one thing I just don't think I could live without any more. I love to swim every day.”

“Me too.”

“So, after breakfast, I think I'm gonna head to work and drop the bomb on them and start getting everything arranged. What'll you do while I'm gone.”

“May as well just go to school. I'd taken the week off, not like it matters much, but it'll be better than being bored. I'd call over some friends, but they're all in school anyway. Before you go though, I do wanna hit the web and get my toys, though, okay.”

“Okay Baby, sounds good.”

I ended up helping Mica to make breakfast, and while he had said what all he put into the wraps, he did leave out a few other minor ingredients, thankfully, because honestly, it had not sounded at all appetizing to me. I will try it though, but I will certainly say if it is not my thing.

When we were done cooking, we sat down to eat, and I will be totally damned if I did not actually like it. It was certainly different, some very strong flavors mixed in with some mild flavors, Mica is a hell of a cook, and I told him so. He claims that he just enjoys watching cooking shows, and has learned most of what he knows from them, since his aunt sure as hell never taught him, but then, she cannot cook either he claims.

“Well Baby Boy, I guess it's getting about time to get ready to go.”

“Nope, toy shopping first.”

“Okay.” I sighed exaggeratedly.

I grabbed my computer, and sitting right there at the dining room table, we started doing the research for what Mica wanted and needed, and found everything right away. As luck would have it, they are a local Vancouver company, and we paid for same day delivery. They claim that it will be to us by the end of the day. Mica says that the buildings front desk will hold it for us, for when we get home, as well as leave a message saying that we have a package. Of course, the pack will be discreet, but Mica says he really does not care, and that likely the front desk has seen far worse than sex toys.

Of that I had no doubts about whatsoever.

We separated ways and headed to our own bedrooms to get our now seriously soggy baby diapers changed, and then get dressed and ready for the day to come. I still have my cock cage catheter on, so I leave that, since it allows me to just peepee my baby diaper all day long without thinking about it, and I admit, I kind of like it too. I do go from a super thick diaper with doubler in it, to a thinner, yet still nice and thirsty diaper without doubler in it, and then get dressed, putting on one of my most babyish diaper shirts underneath my regular shirt.

I check myself in the mirror to verify that I am not showing at all, and cannot tell that I am wearing a diaper, nor can I see the babyish designs of my diaper shirt, so this is good. I go brush my teeth and hair, and then put on my tie, and I am ready. And yes, I put on my tie after brushing my teeth, if you have ever done so before, you know that toothpaste and ties always seem to want to co-mingle, no matter how careful you are.

Mica was just exiting his bedroom as I was, and he looks stunning in his school uniform, he had never mentioned going to a private school, but it makes sense, and the crest on his jacket advertises the fact that he goes to the very best one as well. I checked, and I too cannot tell that he is wearing a diaper, nor a diaper shirt, yet I know that he is. I can see that he is checking me out as well.

“So, I trust you have a baby diaper and baby diaper shirt on underneath your suit?” Mica asked.

“Definitely. And you?”

“Mmmhmm, this is gonna be so nice. You look good in a suit like that.”

“Thanks, so do you. You never mentioned that you were in a private school.”

“No, thought I did. Not a big deal, really. My mom enrolled me after I was born, to ensure I got a spot, that school's the reason we lived here and not in Victoria. She wanted for me to have the utmost in best schooling, and that's supposedly what I get there. Not so sure. I'm pretty sure public school would've been just as good. Was no point in changing anything though, it was already all paid for through my accounts and all, and not like that little bit of money will really matter in the end. Can't wait 'til I start homeschooling though.”

“Oh. Well, okay, if you wanna leave all your friends behind and move to Victoria and do homeschooling, then that's okay by me.”

“I don't really have friends, only acquaintances, and fuck buddies really. Other than for sex, I've never had anyone over, we just come and fuck, or go to their places and fuck, and then fuck off. I have nothing else at all in common with them, and even though I really like most of them, I know I make them feel uncomfortable. I can see it in their eyes, as soon as the sex is done, and if I start talking, I can see them trying to escape. It's too bad really, and I try not to do it, but I guess I just sound too much like an adult, and that makes them uncomfortable.”

“It's too bad, but whatever, right. What time do you haveta leave for school?”

“Yeah, but I usually leave in about ten minutes or so, so lotsa time. You?”

“I don't go to school silly.” I said.

“You know exactly what I meant.” He groaned.

“I know. I'm usually to work by seven, all my people are there for eight, but I like that hour in the morning to do stuff in peace and quiet. It's already after eight, and with traffic, it'll likely take me an hour or more to make it to my shop, but that's okay, I am technically on vacation right.”

He just grinned to me and told me to have a good day then, and I headed out. It was a bit better than an hour to my shop, and when I walked in, I think I surprised pretty much everyone, because they all came up to me and asked me what was wrong. Of course I told them that nothing was wrong, but that plans had changed. I told them that we are having a staff meeting, and to meet me in the boardroom, and then headed down to the production floor and told all the guys down there the same thing.

Within ten minutes, I had every one of my employees sitting down, staring at me. I explained to them that while on vacation, I had met another business owner who was far more successful than I, that had shared some wisdom with me. I told them how I was getting more than just a little burned out, that I needed to step back some, and that I was putting changes in place that would allow me to do so. I told them how I was going to hire both a general and plant manager, that the general manager would look after the office staff, as well as two new sales people, that we still have to hire, and that I had even decided to add another one or two production staff, because if this all works out as well as planned, we will actually increase production.

To say they were all shocked, would be an understatement.

I asked if there was anyone present who felt that they would like to take a promotion and take on either of my two managerial positions, and the two people that I had been hoping would do so, put up their hands. I smiled and said I hoped they would, and when I asked them who would like what, even though I have already decided upon this, they both said which one they wanted, and I was happy. My new production manager, the one who has not been trained in management, agreed immediately when I asked him to sign on for five years after finishing school if I paid for it. Now I just have to sign him up for that, but it is not a long course.

I then asked if there was anyone who would like to be moved to the sales position, and as I suspected, there were no takers. We sat around and talked about the direction of the company, how I wanted to move us from not making any money because of always having to cut profits to ensure we were getting jobs, to charging full force into the high end custom market, which means my guys will have to ensure top quality at all times, not that they do not already, but they agree. They know that doing this will mean less work and more pay in the long run anyway.

All told, all of us spent almost three hours together, getting a game plan in place. I excused everyone but my two new managers, and then we sat and talked for a further two hours. I went over their pay rates now, since they are about to take on a lot more responsibilities, and they were both happy with this. My plant manager now has the chore of hiring four new people to the production floor, two extras, as well as the two that just got promoted need to be replaced. My general manager then gets the chore of hiring two new sales staff. I tell them both that all hiring is up to them, and that I will be there to oversee everything, and that I will be present during interviews, but that unless they miss something, I will not really even talk much.

They are both good with this, and as soon as they leave, they go start doing up the ads that they need to place right away to get people hired. I have given them two weeks to get this done, since, like I told them, I am going to be moving to just outside of Victoria in a month or less, so I want all this done as soon as possible. I had not told everyone this, only that I was backing away some, but these two needed to know this.

They were both smart enough to see that I had met someone and had fallen in love, and they both smiled to me. Pretty much everyone there knows that I am not married and that I do not date, that my business is my mistress, so they are happy for me.

Once they were excused, I went about the other work that I need to take care of. I called a rental agency for my condo and told them what I have and what I want, and they were happy to hear that, because they have hundreds of applications for rentals, and only dozens of places. The lady I was talking to said I was not asking enough when I told her what I wanted, and said what I should be getting, but that with their cut coming off, that I would not make much more than what I had originally asked for, so that is good. It seems furnished places in good buildings are incredibly hard to come by. I asked about the possibility that my building does not allow rentals, and she said that mine is fine, apparently she knew my building.

Next I put an ad on the car sales website for my car, I had snapped some pictures of it on the way out this morning, so I have them ready, and put them all on the page.

Finally I called in my book keeper and asked her a bunch of questions about what all she was sending to the accountant, asked her if she was giving him all the tax information, all the receipts, everything, and she said yes, but that he only receives copies, that she would never even fathom sending out original invoices and tax receipts to anyone, that they are always stored safely here. I sighed a breath of relief, because if he has been stealing from me, and wants to cause me trouble, he could have me audited, and if he did things right, he could end up getting me charged a lot of money.

She guessed, of course, that I was questioning my accountant, so I asked her to say nothing to anyone as of yet, that it is being investigated quietly, but that at some point in the near future, she may be called and asked some more questions, but I told her to say nothing to anyone unless I approved it first, and she agreed that this was wise.

We ended up talking for quite some time, going over lots more, until pretty near the time that I was ready to head home and see my baby again. With everything that had happened, I had totally skipped lunch, oh well, I did not really need it, and more often than not I do not eat lunch anyway.

I think I shocked everyone more than anything when I said that I was heading out for the day, and that I would be in tomorrow morning to take care of more stuff. I have never left before everyone else, ever, I am always the first there and the last to leave. Yeah, but now I have someone far more important to spend my valuable time with.

As soon as I made it back to the condo, and as soon as I walked in the door, Mica was there to greet me, hugging me tightly as he did so. I admit, that is the nicest greeting that I have ever received in my life.

“Hi there Baby Boy, how was your day?” I asked.

“Really good, thanks, and yours?”

“Really good. Got all the groundwork all laid out for my people, and they're all on board. The two that I wanted for managers volunteered for the positions, and were happy with the offers I gave to them and everything. So, from now on, they're gonna take care of everything. And how about your day?”

“That's good. Mine was pretty uneventful, but it sure was nice being diapered all day, never hadta worry at all about going peepee.”

“Mmmhmm, same here. Only hadta change once, and that was just a couple hours ago.”

“Same, but I did so when I got home from school.”

“Nice. Surprised you're dressed then.” I had to say, I would have much preferred that he was just in his diaper when I walked in the door. He is just wearing shorts and a tee shirt though.

“I only just got dressed, the front desk called and said I had a package, so I was heading down to grab it and bring it up. I'm actually kinda glad that you're here, this way I know how to put on the cock cage catheter, because I'm definitely putting that on as soon as I get back.”

And I would have gone insanely hard had I not been wearing mine at the time.

“Nice. Well, don't let me hold you back Baby, go grab your toys.” I chuckled.

“Okay.” He said, and damn near ran from the room, leaving the door open, and he had to have punched the button to the elevator fifteen times or so in impatience.

I could not help but to laugh at his antics, and as soon as the doors opened, he jumped in and hit the button for the lobby, repeatedly, tapping his foot impatiently as he waited for the doors to close, and headed down. He was back just over five minutes later, victoriously holding his prize, and when he came in, he went right to the kitchen to grab a knife to open the boxes. I had to laugh again, and went and shut the door, before someone walked by and saw what Mica was about to open.

He spread his treasures all across the counter, and groaned.

“Wow, I'm so fucking hard right now, it's not even funny.”

“I probably would be too, if I weren't in my cage and catheter as well.” I admitted.

“Oh yeah. So, how do I do this then?”

I gave him all the instructions, warning him to clean everything very well before using them, then I told him to go to his room and have a good fucking time. I have very few doubts as to how long it will take Mica, he is so hard and horny, that I am certain that he has at least four or five orgasms in him before he will even be able to slip himself into his little cock cage and insert his catheter. I did tell him to slip his butt plug in and to keep his vibrating cock ring on, since they just feel so good, and when it comes time to remove his cock cage, he will be so charged that he will scream as he cums.

Mica grins brightly and gathers up all his toys and skips gayly to his room. As soon as I hear Mica close his bedroom door, I rush to mine. I have not cum in far too many hours, I am so fucking horny right now that it is not even funny, and even with a cock cage on, I am as hard as can be inside it, and it is getting shockingly uncomfortable.

As soon as I make it to my bedroom, I strip off my clothes, untape one side of my diaper and release myself from my prison, pull out the catheter line, grab my dildo, and without barely lubing it any at all, I very nearly ram it inside myself and latch onto my dick. I do not think that I was on even my fourth stroke when I exploded in possibly the most amazing orgasm that I have ever experienced.

I had not even had the chance to start picturing Mica in his room, playing like I am, I just latch on and bam. My vision faded for several seconds after that massive cum, and when I came down and looked at the carnage, I laughed. I can feel cum dripping off my nose even, and so I scooped it up and slurped it up, then scooped up the nearly two tablespoons full of cum that was pooled on my heaving stomach and quivering chest. I also have even more cum that is oozing down my erection and into my diaper, because I still have one side open, and I had poked a hole in and poked my dildo through my diaper to fuck myself. I scooped up as much of this cum as I could, and slurped it down as well. Definitely my best ever output.

I am far from done though, I am still painfully hard, I still feel like I have another two, or maybe even three orgasms in me before I will be done, and so, what is any self respecting gay baby boy diaper lover to do, well, diaper dildo fuck myself, of course, all while mauling my diapered dick. I decided that if I was going to do this, and I am already making a mess anyway, that I may as well pull up and tape closed my diaper again, poked a hole in the front of it, and pulled myself out, then proceeded to really jack off.

I managed only a further two cums, the output on each dwindling by half, but on my third cum, I stopped squirting about half way through. I slumped down and rested for a few moments, before scooping up all my cum and eating it as well. Finally I am ready to face the rest of the day, and so I get up, clean up as much of the mess as I can, remove my destroyed diaper, slip in my butt plug after turning it on, slip into my cock ring after turning it on, and then slip my catheter back into myself after cleaning everything, and finally my cock cage. I did add a good layer of diaper rash cream everywhere I could reach before taping up my double thick, double thirsty diaper, and then I finished cleaning everything up.

I ended up stripping the sheets off my bed, and took them to the laundry room that thankfully our place has. My condo had not had its own in suite laundry, I had to go down four floors for the nearest one, but not here, so that is nice. As I passed Mica's bedroom door, I could not help but to pause and listen to the cute little squeaks and squeals that he is still letting out. Oh what I would not give to open his door and watch him. I know he would let me watch too, and help, but I cannot, not yet. If I do so, there will be no going back, and we will miss the opportunity to truly learn each other. I cannot risk that.

I tore myself away and proceeded to the laundry room, and threw my things in the washer, but I did not start it, Mica will almost certainly need to add his as well. Yes, I had put down a towel, and yes, it did actually help too, but no, it did not help enough. That is okay, it was so absolutely, amazingly worth it.

I am now getting shockingly hungry. I had had a decent breakfast, I had been good and full, and it had given me lots of energy. I had skipped lunch though, and I needed it. Now I have just had an amazing self induced sex session, and I desperately need food. I headed to the kitchen to see what I can find. I found some chicken breast and got that on the grill to cook, and then started preparing a salad to go with it. The good thing about the dinner that I am making, it does not need to be hot, which is a good thing, because dinner was finished long before Mica finally joined me.

“Good grief Baby, took you long enough. Dinner's been ready for almost five minutes, and I'm starving, so I damn near started without you.”

“I had a really good fucking time, but yeah, I'm starving as well. Let's eat.”

We dished up and started eating, and as we ate, Mica encouraged me to tell him what I had done, so I did.

“Nice.” He sighed.

“Thanks. How about you?”

“Pretty much the exact same thing, except, of course, that I don't get to drink down any baby milk, wish I could've drank yours down, I love baby milk. I also came seven times, and even I was so soft when I was done I don't ever remember being that soft. I never even got slightly hard when I slipped in the butt plug or the catheter and cock cage. It's kinda uncomfortable at first, to tell you the truth, but it's not so bad now. Totally hadta take my bedding to the laundry room though, and even though I put down a towel, it was almost as bad as if I hadn't. I couldn't help but notice that you hadta do the same, I even saw a towel in there as well, so I'm guessing that you had the same problem.”

“Wow, seven cums, and you're still awake. I probably would've died had I cum seven times. As for the washer, yeah, and the towel, same, I hope you started it.”

“Yeah, I did, no worries there. So, what should we do after dinner, which is really good by the way, I couldn't have done any better myself.”

“Thanks, but not too sure. Pretty much just kick back for the evening I suppose.”

“Okay, sounds good. I wanna call Grandpa soon as well.”

“Okay, after dinner then.”

“After cleaning up. You made dinner, so I clean.”

“We can both clean.”

“Fine.” He smiled warmly to me.

As soon as we finished cleaning up, Mica borrowed my phone, because we still need to go and get one of his own, maybe tomorrow, and called his grandpa. It only took a few seconds for him to pick up.

I got to hear Mica's side of the conversation, but I got the gist of it no problem. He asked his grandpa to send someone to the house to have it opened up, cleaned, and gotten ready, same for the pool, but it sounds as if he had already called someone to go and do just that for us. They talked for another few minutes or so, but I did not really pay attention too much, but it sounds like they are both happy that Mica will be moving back to the island where he truly belongs. Mica then passed the phone to me, saying that Grandpa wanted to talk to me as well.

“Hello Michael, how's it goin'?” I asked.

“Good. As you probably heard already, I've already sent people to your new house to get it all opened, cleaned, and ready for when you move back.”

“Yeah, I did, thanks for that, we really appreciate it. So, what would you like?”

“No worries at all. First, how'd it go today?”

I gave him the full run down, because he made me tell him everything, and he was satisfied by what I had accomplished.

“That's great. Within six months, your company will be running far more smoothly and efficiently, and will make you far more money. Sure, you'll haveta spend more, but you'll actually make more because of it too.”

“Thanks. I don't know how to repay you.”

“Just take good care of my grandson, that's all I need. And I don't mean in the way that he so desperately wants you to take care of him either, though I know you want that as well, and I can't blame you in the least.”

“Yeah.” I snorted.

“Exactly. So, anyway, I haven't gotten all the way through your books, yet, but about half way, and my preliminary reports aren't good. The first year, it seems your accountant only managed to get about twenty to thirty thousand from you, but, by his third year, it was closer to fifty. Now, keep in mind, this is only a preliminary quick search of what I can see on your books, there could be lots more. If, let's say, over twelve years, he's managed to swindle you out of an average of sixty thousand a year, that means that he's gotten a bit better than seven hundred thousand from you. That's over and above the twenty or so that you already pay him, so that means he's averaged eighty grand a year in profits from you, that's hideous.”

“Fuck.”

“That's not quite the word I would've chosen, but yeah.”

“Is there any conceivable way to get my money back?”

“Probably not. The bad news, though, is that he's sneaky, and he knows how to cook a book, and while it doesn't look blatantly like it's you doing it, it's bad enough that you could get in trouble as well. He's funneling it in such ways that you're not paying anywhere near the taxes that you should. The good news, though, is that we caught it before the government did, so, you need to contact a good tax attorney right away, tell him what we're doing right here and now, that it's being investigated quietly, and that once everything's proven, that you wanna go to the police. Another good thing, with the basic evidence that I already see just from your books, it'll be him that hasta pay your taxes, not you. The government can just go after him for them instead of you. So, while he did steal from you, it was your money to the government that he was taking, plus a bit more, but that's of no real concern. With any luck, you'll never haveta see the inside of a courtroom, other than to give testimony at his hearing.”

“So, this is actually kinda good for me then?”

“Not good, but better than pretty much any other thing.”

“Clearly you have far more training in financial stuff than I have, if you caught all that in one night, and this is only your preliminary findings.”

“Yeah, during school, I took full courses on accounting as well as business management, just so that this sorta thing didn't happen to me. I know all the loopholes, I know all the sneaky little tricks, so therefore I know what to watch for. Of course, I don't do my own accounting, I'd rather pay someone else to do that, but I do watch over everything, and I told him right from the start that I'm a fully trained accountant as well, so I'd be second guessing everything, but that I just don't wanna do it all myself, only verify it all.”

“Maybe I should be taking some of those courses as well.”

“Couldn't hurt, really, but just give me your books once a month and I'll check everything over for you.”

“Thanks. Not sure I really wanna go back to school at my age any more.” I had to laugh.

“No, I sure as hell wouldn't.”

“So, when do you figure that you'll be able to send over my books, I'm gonna haveta give copies of it all to a lawyer.”

“I'll scan and email it all over to you tonight, so that he has a good copy, that's all he or she'll really need to start with, and I plan to be in Vancouver for business in about a week anyway, so I'll bring your copy then.”

“Oh, okay, that works, thanks.”

We chatted for another few minutes, and then hung up. Mica and I then went and kicked back and relaxed for the rest of the evening.

Because Mica and I are so heavily diapered, when it comes time for bed, neither one of us need a soggy baby bum change, so we just go to bed. As much as I truly wanted to ask Mica to come sleep with me, I could not. Besides, that really has to be his call anyway, and so far he has not asked.

We both had an amazing sleep, we had breakfast together, then went and got cleaned up and ready for the day, removing our butt plugs and cock rings, but we both left our cages and catheters, Mica thought that this sounded hot. As soon as we were diapered and dressed, we both headed out for the day.

As soon as I made it to work, I took care of a few things, and then called around to find a good business tax attorney, and asked to meet. We ended up meeting at a restaurant, and I took the stuff that Michael had sent me, all with notes saying what all he has found so far, they are incredibly detailed, and we went over everything together. He said that he would call his government contact to warn them of what is happening, but I urged him to ensure that nothing happens until we have sprung our trap, because I would really like to try and get as much of my money back as possible first. The fact that the government will then go after him after I finish with him to get their money, as well as however many other clients that he has swindled money from will probably want their money, with any luck he will be flat broke very soon.

I went back to the office, but only put in another half an hour or so before I headed out for the day. I know that Mica will be home very soon, and I really want to be there with him. As soon as I make it home, and Mica had just arrived as well, we hug hello, ask how our days were, so on and so forth, and then go get our soggy bums changed, and get dressed into more comfortable clothing to go out.

As soon as we are ready to go, we head out, and because there are plenty of places within walking distance to get what we need, we just walk. Mica grabbed my hand, I looked at him in shock, but did not let go. I have to wonder what most people would think of a man holding the hand of a boy Mica's age, but fuck em.

We hit the same cell phone provider that I use, since that will be easier, and went and got everything that Mica wanted and needed. He chose the phone that he wanted, and then we decided upon the plan. I had to sign for it all of course, but we tied the payments to automatically be withdrawn from his account. We got him all the needed accessories for it, and then we were off. Because I had just upgraded my phone not all that long ago myself, I did not need to do anything.

After that, we decided to walk around and check out some of the other shops, my god there are some expensive stores near there, but they do have some nice stuff too. We both bought a few things here and there, as well we grabbed stuff for dinner at a nice little market store where everything is fresh, and then we headed home.

After dinner tonight we decided to go swimming, so of course we went and removed our soggy diapers and cock cages, got dressed into appropriate swim wear, and then headed out. We swam for probably an hour, then relaxed in the hot tub for a good thirty minutes more, and even sweated out in the sauna for a good ten minutes, and then dove back into the pool and swam lazily for another few minutes. It was really nice.

The next few days went by with lots and nothing happening. I had plenty of meetings with the lawyer, my people, and a few others as necessary. Everything is going smoothly though. My condo is now rented, I just sold my car, and we did four interviews for sales people, and my general manager and I agree on one of them already, but we have another five coming tomorrow, so we will make our call then. Michael called and told me that he would be coming to town this afternoon, and I told him that we would meet him at our place.

I took off from work in time to meet Mica after school, and then Michael would likely be showing up only shortly after that. We each headed to our bedrooms to change our soggy baby diapers and get dressed into more comfortable clothes, and then, because I had not bothered to take a lunch break, I had a bite to eat, and Mica joined me in doing so. Just as we were finishing cleaning up, the phone from the front desk rang, and Mica answered and said to go ahead and send him up.

A few moments later, and Michael was here.

Mica hugged his grandpa and they asked each other how they were doing, so on and so forth., I let them have their family time. Finally we all went and sat down.

“So, Xander, I have your books here, and I've finished everything. After my preliminary findings being so bad, I started really doing some digging, and while it's bad, at least double what I first suspected, you're lucky that it's not so much worse. Your accountant was a real sleazeball. I also had my accountant go over everything and give me his opinion as well, and had him sign an affidavit with my lawyer, because he was there as well, saying that we've looked over everything and have come to this conclusion, that your accountant has been stealing from you for years.

“So, with mine and his affidavits, as well anything that your lawyer finds, you'll be able to nail the guy to the wall. You, me, and your lawyer should get together and have your accountant come in for a meeting, where we tell him everything and demand your money, right then and there. He probably won't have it, but have him wire every penny he possibly can to you to repay you as much as possible. As soon as we have your money, or as much as we can, and he's gone, your tax lawyer will haveta let everyone know, and the police will be knocking on his door very soon. Unfortunately, you likely won't get all your money, and all others who he's stolen from probably won't get anything, but at least you'll get some of yours back, with any luck anyway.

“My accountant says that he's already come and met with you and has started taking care of everything now, so that's good. I warned him that I'd be checking your books once a month as well, and he said that that's wise. He knows it is, like he said, give someone too much access to too much money, and they become stupid. You now know this too. And he wasn't exactly dealing with massive amounts of money, at least from you. There's simply no telling how much he's gotten from others as well though.”

“Okay. Tomorrow then. So, when are you heading home then?”

“Tomorrow or the next day, it doesn't really matter.”

“Okay, we'll set up the spare room for you, no worries.”

“That's okay, I already have one of my own hotel rooms booked.” He grinned.

“You own a hotel here too?”

“Yep. So, clearly I don't haveta pay for anything. Besides, I need two rooms, one for me, and one for my nurse, because she's here with me, she's just downstairs right now.”

“Ah, fair enough. Just seems silly for you to go elsewhere when you have family here.”

“Yes, but you only have the one spare room here.”

“Yeah, I know.”

We took Michael out for dinner, and when he tried to pay, I physically smacked his hand and said that I am paying and would be thoroughly insulted if he did so after doing everything for me that he is. Mica giggled, Michael laughed, and allowed me to pay. Mica and I headed home, while Michael went to his hotel, and when we arrived, we went swimming, and then had a nice night in.

The following day was busy. I called my lawyer and asked him when he could come, but that it has to be after lunches, because my manager and I have interviews this morning, and he said that he will be there for one. I called my ex accountant next and told him that I have some things to go over with him for this months tax information, and asked him to come for one thirty, and he agreed. It took a lot of control to not let anything slip as I was talking to him.

The interviews went well, and by the end, we had both agreed on two guys, so I had my manager take care of all that stuff, and he made the calls right away. My new plant manager has already hired his four new people, I just had him do those interviews himself, really, I am not needed for those, he knows what is needed. He also started his course the day before, and when I asked him how it felt to be in school again, he said nerve wracking. I laughed.

At one o'clock, everyone but the accountant arrived, and we went over all the preliminary things, to ensure that we had everything straightened out, and then at just a few minutes after one thirty, my accountant arrived. He had not looked at all nervous, until I showed him into my office to find two other people there, and then I saw him start sweating as I introduced them. He tried to leave, but I told him that right now he needs to sit, because we do not want to have the morgue involved. No, I would not kill him, that would do me no good, but he does not need to know that.

“So, you've been stealing from me, almost two million in twelve years. I'm not exactly a huge business, how'd you think you could get away with that much for so long. Obviously I should've kept a much tighter leash on you, checked everything, but, I admit, that's not what I'm good at, but my friend Michael here is. He admits that he might've missed a little here and there, but not much. I'd ask what you have to say for yourself, but honestly, I don't give a damn. You have your computer here with you, you're to wire over all my money, here and now. You don't get to leave here without doing so.”

“I...I....I....I can't, I haven't got that much.”

“Then I guess I call my friend in. I was hoping to not haveta make this messy, but you leave me no choice.”

“You're gonna have me killed?”

“If you don't come up with the money, I suppose it could come to that, but we're thinking a little persuasion first might loosen your purse strings.” I shrugged, acting as if it would not bother me.

“But, I don't have it.” He screeched.

“I wanna believe you, really I do, but you've stolen a lot of money from me, and I can only assume that you've done so from many others as well. I know you have it, even if you haveta drain every one of your investments, and tap into your private and hidden accounts, because I know you have some somewhere. So, like I said, I get my money, you leave, I don't get my money, you don't leave. Your choice. The next time I ask, I ask someone else. So, what say you.”

“I really don't have it. I have a gambling problem, okay, I've lost it all.”

“I'm truly sorry to hear that. How much do you have?”

“Few hundred thousand, at most.”

“And what of investments and houses and all that?”

“No investments left, and only my condo, maybe half a million.” He said, already starting to cry.

“How hard would it be to have him sign his condo over to me right here and now?” I asked.

“Pretty easy, actually. Assuming he owns it outright, and owes nothing to the bank.” My lawyer said.

“I own it.” He said.

“Then I guess it's mine now, isn't it. Wire to me every penny you have, I won't ask a second time.”

He fumbled with his computer, got it started, and then worked for just a few minutes, and then nodded. I opened up my account and found the transfer there. Not even three hundred and fifty thousand dollars, plus his condo, so I will be just barely paid back, and the government can try and squeeze the rest from him somehow, that is not my problem.

As I and my ex accountant were doing that, my lawyer was taking care of the paperwork to have the condo transferred to my name. He printed out the forms, and as soon as I had my confirmation, I nodded to him, and he made him sign the papers.

“Now, if you just so happen to find an extra few dollars laying around somewhere, you know where to find me. You have until the end of today to move out of my condo, and you take only your most basic of personal belongings with you, everything else stays.”

“But, where am I supposed to live?”

“Um, do you honestly think that I care at all right now. I'm still down nearly a million dollars, you can live in your car for all I care, but you do have an office as well, so sleep there. We're not square, just remember that, everything you own is mine, and if you make any money, remember, it's mine. I don't care about anyone else you've stolen from, I'm your first and only worry, am I making myself perfectly clear?”

“Yes.” He whispered.

“Good. Leave me your condo keys, except one, and when you leave, leave it on the counter as well. I'll be going and checking in on it tomorrow, to make sure you didn't steal any of my things.”

He said nothing, just passed me the key that he had, he said his spare is in the car, and then left.

“I feel dirty.” I said to the other two.

“I'm sure you do, but sometimes you haveta play the dirty roles. You did nothing in any way illegal, so what if he came to the conclusion that you would, that's not your problem. You got what you needed from him, maybe not fully, but over the next few years, another rented condo will help.” Michael said.

“I agree, nothing at all illegal about what you did. I'll wait 'til the papers clear, signing the condo over to you, before I move forth with the rest of it, but now you're clear.” My lawyer said.

“Good.”

We talked for a little while, ironing out more of the details, and finally my lawyer left.

“So, when are you heading home Michael?”

“I think I'll catch the ferry tonight, I never sleep well unless I'm in my own bed.”

“Yeah, know how you feel actually. Will you be coming over this afternoon then to say goodbye?”

“Of course.”

“Good. Will you stay for dinner?”

“No thanks, I'll probably just grab dinner on the ferry, they do a great buffet on board, and that way I get nice seating for the entire voyage.”

“Oh, okay. I really do haveta thank you so much for everything that you've done for me.”

“No thanks necessary, you're gonna look after my grandson, and I really didn't do all that much.”

“Not that much, my god man, you found a million dollars for me, not to mention, gave me great ideas on how to run my business far better, thereby probably making even more than that again in the next few years.”

“Yeah, but that's only money, that's easy to come by if you're smart, and you are, just too trusting. When it comes to money, unfortunately you can't truly trust anyone, if there's a way for someone to steal it from you, they'll try, and they'll keep trying too. That's why it's so important to always look everything over.”

“Yeah, you taught me that too. Mica's probably gonna be home soon, wanna head out right now and meet him?”

“Certainly. Before we go though, I want you to know something. Mica won't hold off forever, he craves sex, and while he's willing to wait for you, because he loves you a great deal already, he's not gonna be able to hold off for much longer before he does something that neither one of you'll regret, but that he really shouldn't do.”

“Yeah, I know all this already, and I think I'm getting close. I know he understands that I need for it to feel right, and that we haveta go slow, as well as make true love, we've talked about it, but I've seen that he's getting anxious as well. The problem, of course, is how insanely illegal it is, that's why I haveta make certain it feels right, otherwise I just don't know how I'll live with myself, especially if I hurt him, not to mention, we really just met.”

“It's good that you've talked it out, and that you're almost ready, and so what if you hardly know each other yet, I bet you both know each other far more than anyone else does. As for being illegal, it's only illegal if you get caught, and you never will.” He grinned to me.

“Yeah, like us strong arming someone. What we did was very much illegal, even though we never truly did anything bad, but he's not gonna tell, and I have two witnesses who say that we did nothing wrong.”

“Nah, that was just good clean fun. You're right though, we're witnesses that you never said or did anything that'd harm him, who cares what he thought you meant.”

“I know. Well, shall we head out then, I'm ready to go anyway.”

We made it to our place just seconds before Mica made it home, and when he did, he first hugged me, then his grandpa, and he rubbed both our soggy bums, and I am very much so and need a baby bum change soon.

“It's great to find you both here when I get home.” Mica beamed.

“If I had've known I'd be greeted like that, I would've been home early these past couple days as well.” I chuckled.

“Well, I don't know about you guys, but I need a seriously soggy baby bum change right now, so, if you'll excuse me please.” Mica smiled brightly and skipped from the room.

I looked, and it did look as if he is seriously soggy as well, though I doubt that most would see it for what it really is. It looks good. I offered Michael the use of the guest bedroom to get changed, because he admitted that he too is getting pretty soggy, and well, I should have changed probably an hour or so ago, so I went to my bedroom and got changed as well. I figured that Mica and I could just stay in, and so, I put on one of my night diapers with a doubler in it, then got dressed, and yes, I am still wearing my catheter.

I could tell right away that Mica had had the same idea as I when I exited from my room to find that he had just come out himself, and I can see just how thickly diapered he is under his shorts, it looks amazing, to say the least.

Mica asked his grandpa when he was leaving, and so Michael told him that he would probably be heading out pretty soon. We sat back and talked and laughed though for a little more than an hour before he said that he should probably be heading home. Once more I thanked him for all his help in everything, Mica gave him a really big hug, and told him that he loved him, and would hopefully see him soon. Michael and I shook hands, and then he was off.

“So, Baby Boy, what would you like for dinner?” I asked.

“Your cum.”

“Hmm, no, I think that sounds more a dessert sorta thing, don't you?” I laughed.

“Breakfast, lunch, dinner, dessert, I don't really care.” He giggled so cutely.

“No, I'm sure you don't. Food, what would you like?”

“Just a nice salad please. We have fresh strawberries, so we can use those, and I think I have some cashews around here, so we can have that in it, and I think grilled chicken would probably be good with it. Did we buy lettuce or spinach, I can't remember, because that sounds really good with the baby spinach.”

“It was the spinach we grabbed. That sounds different.”

“Yep, and oh so tasty too. It should be amazing with raspberry balsamic vinaigrette, and I'm sure we can add a few other goodies to it as well. I'll get the chicken started.”

“Okay, I'll get all the rest ready then. Oh, Feta or Parmesan?” I asked, because I have always been of the opinion that a salad has to have cheese of some sort in it.

“Hmm, I think a salad like that deserves the pungent salty flavour of Feta, so go with that one.”

“That's what I was thinking as well.”

Between the two of us, we got everything all prepared, and before too long, we were sitting down to eat. I have to admit that it was a damn good salad, and since Mica and I had found each other, I think I have eaten more meal sized salads than I ever have in my life. Other than a few croutons sprinkled on, we had had almost no carbs at all. Mica has very strong opinions on carbs though, not lots, and never at dinner time. You need that energy in the morning and afternoon, not at night, that is what makes people fat, eating carbs for dinner, his words exactly. I suppose I agree with him, in some respects, but honestly, not getting a nice baked potato with dinner, how can one be so cruel.

Of course, I do get potatoes and stuff like that, just at lunch or breakfast.

After dinner was done and cleaned up, we sat back and enjoyed our evening together, all cuddled up on the couch, watching TV for a bit, and reading for a bit longer, it was nice.

“Xander, I'm ready for bed, but tonight I wanna sleep with you. I also really wanna change each other, and before you say anything, I know that you really wanna take it slow, so, know this, I am going as slow as I can with you. I'm wearing my cock cage, and I think you are as well, so that'll help a great deal, so I promise not to take you too far.” He whispered softly to me.

“Okay Baby, let's go to bed then.”

“You mean it?” He asked so happily it caused me to smile.

“Yes. I'm not quite ready, yet, but I'm getting there. We've known each other for such a short amount of time that I know we shouldn't move too far, too fast, yet, I'm falling fast and hard for you, I love you so much already I can't even begin to say it. Maybe soon we can start using our hands, and I do really wanna start changing each others soggy baby diapers.”

“Oh, thank you so much.”

Mica grabbed my hand and gently led the way to his room, he has the master bedroom, though, I have to admit that my bedroom is really not all that much smaller or less grand. Granted, he gets the stunning ocean and park views, whereas my bedroom gets the city and mountain views. Mica urged me onto the bed, and then grabbed a diaper and doubler, of mine, off his stacks, so he had clearly made sure to be ready for when I was. He then grabbed the wipes, baby lotion, and diaper rash cream, and set them all on the bed next to my diaper.

I laid there expectantly, waiting for the first soggy baby diaper change that I had had since before I could remember. Even Mica's hands were shaking ever so slightly as he reached for the tapes holding my diaper on. Only the fact that I am in fact wearing a cock cage is keeping me at all soft, but, even then, I am uncomfortably full right now too, and almost to the point of asking Mica to unlock me and do to me his every desire.

Somehow I manage to hold off, though, and do not give the word that he would have taken in less time than it takes for light to travel a meter. Had I not had the willpower to hold off, I know that I would be losing my virginity tonight, because I know that Mica has no willpower whatsoever. Granted, he held on shockingly well. I thought for sure that he would have asked two or three times a day.

Having Mica's soft and warm hands cleaning me, and then rubbing baby lotion and diaper rash cream on me is definitely right up there with the most loving and relaxing feelings that I have ever experienced. Certainly not since I was a very young child had I felt anything of the sort, and even then, I certainly do not remember it.

When it finally came time for Mica to tape me up, he did so incredibly well, just the perfect snugness, and perfectly aligned as well. He had me in my thick diaper with doubler, and I feel great.

“Thanks Baby, that was real nice.” I whispered.

“You're welcome. You're hot like that by the way, naked with a soggy diaper underneath you and a cock cage holding you all together. I also know that you were about as hard as you could've possibly been in it, and I also know that you wanted to tell me to take off the cage, but you fought it. I want you to know, I'll do so, if you want it, but I have a lot more control than you think I do, I won't take you too far, in fact, I might haveta hold you back, because that look you had said far more than I'm sure you wanted me to see, but I see all.” He smiled softly to me, though grinning evilly at the final part.

“Thanks for letting me take the time I truly need, even though I desperately wanna just rip off my cage and go all out and lose my virginity in a blaze of glory.”

“You're welcome. I love sex, there's no doubting that, I'm damn near a filthy little slut, but, you know what, my first time was several weeks after my first hand job, we both took it slow and easy, even though we both knew exactly what we wanted and needed. I have a lot more control than you can imagine.”

“I'm glad you do, because, you're right, I almost couldn't stop myself.” I laughed.

Here I had been forcing myself to back off, to hold off, because I knew that Mica would not be able to if I crumbled, only to find that he has far more control than I do. Granted, how much of that is show, I have no idea.

“Good. Now, change my super soggy baby diaper please?”

Mica and I traded places. Now, this is to be my very first time seeing anyone naked, ever. Of course I have seen naked men on the computer, but never in real life. As soon as I open up Mica's diaper, I can tell that he too has filled out his cage as much as he possibly can, and from how angry purple he appears, I can only assume that he too is feeling highly uncomfortable.

Mica is stunningly gorgeous already in just his diapers, and honestly, that is how I would rather see him anyway, but he is no less stunning naked. Of course I cannot tell just how large or small he actually is, since he is caged as well, but what I can see is spectacular.

I slip out his soggy diaper, go in with a wipe, and tenderly clean my baby boy up, slip a diaper underneath him, and then proceed to rub the lotion and cream into his soft smooth skin. A cough from him alerts me that I am no longer lotioning, and I am probably causing him supreme discomfort, because I had been rubbing his little bum hole and perineum sensuously, and I can see that he is trying to escape his bonds.

“Sorry.” I whispered, and from how hot my face feels at the moment, I can only assume that I am blushing.

“I'm not, but I'd rather you took off my cage first before doing that, so that I can truly enjoy it, but not yet, you're not ready for that yet. Maybe in a couple days you will be, but not yet.” He whispered back to me.

“Thanks.”

I proceed with the diaper change, and before too long, I have Mica taped up into his double thick baby diaper as well. I cleaned up all the mess, and then crawled into bed. Mica had already repositioned himself so that I could climb in as well, and when I did and turned off the light, Mica was right there to cuddle right up to me.

“Night night Baby, love you.” He whispered to me, and then kissed me soundly.

I have also never been kissed, at least not how Mica was kissing me now. He tenderly tongue danced with me, teaching me how to properly kiss, and I was melting.

Then he broke the kiss. “Wow, what a kiss.” I sighed deeply.

“Glad you liked, I've been practicing with my friends since I was seven.”

“It shows. Well, night night Baby, love you too.”