Chapter 2

As we often do as we slept together, and we always slept together when we slept over at each others houses, we were cuddled up all night long. That was just the way it always was, we had always curled right into each other as we went to sleep, and that was how we stayed. Our bare skin was always touching at all points, except where our diapers covered of course, because we had never worn pajamas in our lives, just our diapers, that was it. Well, maybe we wore pajamas when we were babies, but again, neither here nor there.

Anyway, when we woke up, which was pretty close to being the same time once again, we smiled to each other and kissed tenderly. We had surmised once before that we always woke up at the same time because we were so closely cuddled together that we each felt when the other was waking up. It was really nice getting to really kiss Benji good morning this morning, I cannot possibly tell you how often I had thought of doing it in the past. Though one morning, I do have to admit that I did kiss him lightly before he woke up, that was almost a year ago now though, and I had dreamed of doing it more and more ever since. I finally got to, and we both sighed. We laid there just talking softly as we do every morning, still all curled up, only this morning we snuck in a few kisses here and there as we did. It was really nice.

We finally decided that we should get up and change our very wet diapers, since even our extra thick and thirsty night time diapers were about to start leaking. Because we were such heavy wetters at night, our dads bought us really thick night diapers. I also always had a good stock of my thinner daytime diapers at both houses, because I was at both houses so much. Anyway, we finally crawled out of bed and I went and grabbed two of our daytime diapers and we changed each other. Once we were both ready, and neither of us put anything over our diapers, because we never had before, we headed to the kitchen to go get some breakfast. I am not sure why, but I know I was extra hungry this morning.

“Are you as hungry as I am this morning?” I asked, because I was curious.

“Yeah, I am, I'm super hungry this morning actually. And are your back, bum and leg muscles all burning a bit like after they make us work real hard in gym?”

“Yeah, now that you mention it, they are. Wonder why, we didn't do anything yesterday.”

“Only sex.” He said and then got a curious look on his face. “I wonder if it was the sex, it's the only thing we did yesterday at all really, and I admit I was really tired when we were done, we went to bed early and we slept in a bit this morning, so you think it could've been that that made us so tired and sore?”

“Had to have been, but it felt so good, how can it make us feel so worn out?” I said in awe, because now that we were up, I was really starting to feel it.

“I don't know, but if we have to deal with this every morning, then I'm good with that.” He grinned brightly.

“Me too.” I laughed and we continued our trek downstairs to the kitchen, where hopefully we could find enough food to fill our appetites this morning.

When we reached the kitchen, we found an odd sight, both our dads were sitting there drinking their morning tea. It was a rare thing that our dads spent the night at each others houses, maybe once a year or so, and usually only when they had had too much to drink and one of them did not feel like making that long walk home. Even though it took a whole two minutes to walk home. As was normal in both our houses, both men were naked, they never wore clothes at home, same as us boys did not, except only what we had to wear, and when we went outside to the back yards. In our back yards we only ever wore just our diapers or underwear in Benji's case, not really sure why he wore underwear, it was just always that way, now of course he wore diapers outside a lot too.

“Oh, morning Daddy. How come you're here this morning, you guys didn't stay home last night and drink?” I asked.

“I wanted to be here this morning when you boys woke up to see how you were doing. I can see that it was a very good night for you two. You're both glowing like crazy, and when we checked on you two when we got home, boy did your room ever smell like sex. By the way, you forgot the porno in the player.” He smiled warmly to us boys.

“Oh, and you're not upset?” I had to know.

“Of course not. Your uncle and I agreed a long time ago that you boys were gay and that you'd end up special friends, and to tell you the truth, we're surprised that you boys lasted as long as you did, but you always were a little slow in that respect. Even though we've both been teaching you all about your bodies all your lives, you never really played with each other, other than just peeing on each other. To tell you the truth, we both expected you two to have started all this when you were like eight or nine, but you never did, and that's fine. If you had've been ready for it then, which we knew you weren't, one of us would've given you boys the same talk as you got last night.” My dad continued.

“Oh.” Was about all either of us could come up with.

“So, how did you boys enjoy the porno?” My uncle asked.

“It was awesome. Can we watch the others too?” Benji asked.

“Of course. Why do you think I told you to go into that drawer.”

“Cool, and can we use the butt plugs, dildos and everything else in there?”

“They might be too big for you boys yet, but I think we took care of that nicely for you boys, so don't worry. Did you even know what all was in there when you opened the drawer?”

“No.” We both said.

“We had to go online and check it all out. We remembered hearing that a dildo was something that looked like a fake dick, so we just typed in dildo and the rest came up.” Benji said.

“I bet that wasn't the only thing that came up.” My dad giggled.

“Oh no, we were both so hard.”

“I bet. And what was your reaction when you first saw the movie?” My uncle asked.

“I think I forgot to breath for a few moments.” I laughed.

“And we both came almost immediately.” Benji offered.

“Can't blame you boys in the least. And can you boys squirt yet?” My dad asked.

“Yeah.” We both said proudly.

“Good one boys, you're a year earlier than we both were. And how did it taste?” My uncle said.

“So good.” We both sighed out, and if I sounded as weird as I heard Benji, our dads had to have noticed. They laughed, so they must have.

“Know how you feel.” They both said.

“Can we get some breakfast, we're really hungry this morning for some reason?” I asked.

“I'll just bet you boys are. How many times did you cum yesterday?”

“Don't know, about ten times each I'd say, maybe more, maybe less, we weren't really counting.”

“No wonder you're hungry and that you slept in so late. You boys had to have drained each other of every bit of energy, and cum too, that you possibly had. Sex is amazing, to say the least, but it's also one of the best forms of exercise known to man, so it has a tendency to leave you a little tired and sore.” My dad smiled.

“Oh, that explains why we're both so sore then, we couldn't figure it out, but we figured it had to be that, since we hadn't done anything else all day.” Benji laughed.

“Yeah, most boys figure that out soon enough. We'll all help to make a nice big filling breakfast, so that you boys can get good and full, and we already have bacon and sausage out and ready to cook, because we knew you'd be hungry as soon as you finally woke up.” My uncle said.

“Cool, thanks.” We both said.

We all helped to make a huge breakfast, they must have known we were really hungry, because we were making a lot of food. I tell you though, the smells were driving us both mad, we were getting more and more hungry by the second having to smell it all. We made a triple batch of our favorite oatmeal waffles, when we normally only do one batch or sometimes a double, us boys had to get lots of strawberries cut up and mixed into the vanilla yogurt that we liked to top the waffles with, and then we had the bacon and the sausage to go with it. Normally we only had one or the other, because there was enough for all four of us in just one package, but we made all that, and us boys were happy.

Finally breakfast was ready and we all dug in heartily. I do not know if Benji noticed it or not, but both our dads ate an awful lot this morning too. By the time we were finished, there was no bacon or sausage left, and of the twelve large waffles that we had made, there were only two left, we had each had two and a half, which was officially the most I had ever ate at one meal. Hell, I normally did not eat that much all day. I was stuffed though.

“Daddy, why did you guys eat just as much as we did, you don't normally eat that much either?” I asked.

“You think you boys were the only ones having serious fun last night?” He grinned.

“Well, I guess I did, but I'm not thinking so anymore.”

“No, your uncle and I are what we like to call dirty rotten sluts. We went to a party last night, there were a couple dozen other men there, and we all had wild sex all night long. We finally stumbled into the house at about one AM, and to tell you the truth, we woke up only minutes before you boys did. We've been going to orgies since we were fourteen years old. We've even had orgies with girls there, but we don't find them near as fun, most of the females we know just aren't as kinky and dirty as us guys are.”

“Wow, but what do you mean kinky and dirty?”

“Ah, now that's not something we're gonna tell you yet. You boys still have a lot to learn about being gay, and you have to decide if what you have you're willing to share. We have our own opinions on that matter, but it has to be up to you boys.”

“Are you saying we could come to one of your parties if we wanted to?” I asked, because that was almost how it sounded.

“Not really, but to your own party if you so desired. While there's several of the men there that wouldn't mind such young tender meat, you're a little young, even for our crowd. No, you have to be at least sixteen before you can join one of our parties. Granted, when the law said you had to be fourteen, then it was fourteen, but they went and changed it, so we had to as well, none of us wants to go to jail.” My dad smiled.

“Wow, you've had sex with a fourteen year old before?”

“No, but I did have a fifteen year old, actually we both did. In fact we were filling him up at the same time. He's still a member of our group in fact, but he's now in his twenties.”

“You mean you both put your dicks up his bum at the same time?” I asked incredulously.

“Sure, but we started with filling him up at both ends, but then a fourth joined us and we double stuffed his little ass. We all enjoy doing that from time to time though, it can feel so good, but trust me, don't try it 'til you're very used to anal sex, otherwise it bloody well hurts.” My uncle said.

“Oh.” Was all we could say once again.

“Now, when I said I was leaving early to go take care of something yesterday, I went right to you guys' house Morgan, and the two of us talked, we talked about everything I said to you boys, and then we went to our favorite toy store and got you boys some toys, toys that you'll really enjoy, toys that I doubt you'll probably physically outgrow long before you tire of using them. If at any time you need replacements for anything in the bag of toys we got for you, all you have to do is ask. All four of us are very much alike in many ways, and the two of you may feel free to come to us for absolutely anything at all, and we'll help you out.” My uncle said, and then got up and grabbed something from underneath the phone desk. It was a pretty big bag of stuff, and it looked pretty heavy as well. He handed it to both of us and we took it.

“What is it?” Benji asked.

“Why not open it up and find out, we guarantee that you boys will love these toys, almost all gay boys do.” My dad grinned.

So we opened up the bag together and peered inside. I was dumbstruck, you could have hit me with a hammer and I could not have been any more surprised than I was right then. We both stared in our stupor at what was inside, and I could hear Benji trying to form a coherent sentence just as much as I was. Finally I got my brain to engage and my mouth to form proper words.

“They're sex toys, lots of them.”

“Yes, they are, and I bet you boys will enjoy yours every bit as much as we enjoy ours. We bought you boys a couple of three different sizes of dildos and butt plugs, all of them vibrating, a couple really good vibrating cock rings, a really awesome double headed dildo, it's the only one that doesn't vibrate, a couple sets of anal beads, couple things of really good lube, and finally a couple large boxes of condoms. The condoms aren't because you boys have to be worried about anything, they're for reducing mess and for making cleanup easier. Trust me, use them on the dildos and the smaller butt plugs and cleanup is far easier. You can use them on your dicks as well, but they probably won't fit you boys too well for a couple more years, but they will help with the mess as well. And that's about it. Now, a word of warning though, we didn't get you boys the small trainer toys, we got you what most guys would like to have for themselves at home, so they're gonna be a bit big, but work slowly with each other and you'll be fine. Any questions?”

“Yeah, what about batteries?” Benji grinned.

“That's my boy.” My uncle laughed heartily.

“We buy them by the case, so we have lots, they're always in the desk drawers, so just take what you need and we'll replace them when needed. If you notice they're getting low, let us know though, just in case, but we usually go through lots, so we're usually on top of that.” My dad said.

“Do you guys have sex together as well?” I asked.

“Sure, since we were twelve and thirteen. We were about as slow at getting into it as you boys were, but once we started, boy were we sluts. We had boys or girls over as often as possible, often both, we had some of the wildest orgies imaginable, then we started our sex club. There, we got and get into virtually everything imaginable, if you can dream it, we've probably tried it.”

“Even diapers, have you guys done each other through diapers?” I asked.

“Sure, we're not entirely diaper lovers like you boys, but much like you, we both wet the beds our entire lives, so we grew accustomed to diapers, and we do enjoy them occasionally. So do some of our members, and we've had baby orgy parties too.” My dad grinned.

“Wow, cool. How about pee, have you guys gotten into anything like that too?” Benji asked.

“Sure. We have several members who enjoy watersports, which I'm sure we don't have to explain, and when we're having a baby party especially, the ones who enjoy watersports get to really get filled up and enjoy it a great deal. We'll leave it at that, you boys can learn more of that on your own if you so desire.”

“Oh, okay, but it sounds like you meant they peed in each others bums while diapered.” I said.

“Maybe I did, maybe I didn't, there's so many ways to enjoy watersports, or anything for that matter, it's only a matter of trying things out to see what you like.” My dad shrugged, but I was still pretty sure that was exactly what he meant, and I was certain to check it out later, because it sorta sounded hot.

“What other sorts of things would you guys buy us if we asked for it?” Benji asked.

“We'd never buy you anything illegal, or anything that'd hurt you, at least more than these toys will at first, but pretty much anything else within our power to get, we'd probably get you boys.” My uncle said.

“Really, and we can tell you anything?” He asked again.

“Of course.” His dad said.

“Okay, I've heard of diaper doublers before, can you buy us some of them, as well as rubber pants for our diapers, proper snap crotch baby style diaper shirts, sleepers, snap crotch baby pants, bottles, soothers, or anything else like that?” He asked excitedly, I just nodded.

“Okay, there's a special store that we can go to later that'll have all that. You boys can come with us to check it all out.”

“Wicked, thanks.” We both said.

“Now, neither of you's ever had or needed an enema, but you've seen the enema kit in the bathrooms at both houses. You were both told it's to clean you out inside, and that's exactly what they're for. When you plan to play for a long period of time, and you want to reduce the amount of mess you make, it's recommended that you use it. Give yourself two good soapy wash cycles and a rinse cycle or two, and you'll be good to go for hours of relatively clean fun. There's nothing you can do to prevent the mess entirely, though diapers do help a lot if you wear them and go through them, but cleaning does help. We'll tell you boys how to do that later if you so desire.”

“Okay.” We both said, and asked to know how, so they taught us.

“And anything else?” My dad asked.

“Yeah, are we allowed to look at the naughty stuff on the internet?” I asked.

“Sure, we never blocked you boys from seeing anything you so desired. Had you wanted to before, you were welcome to do so, and may do so anytime you so desire. Those movies we have were downloaded from the internet, as well we have a few others that we bought, and you boys may enjoy all of them as well.”

“Cool, thanks. What if we decided to share with friends?” Benji asked.

“That has to be entirely up to you boys, we'll never say a word about it. If you wish to have some alone time, let us know, and we'll arrange to be out of whichever house you desire to use whenever you need it.” His dad answered.

“Okay. Where do you guys go for your parties?” I asked.

“Part of the properties that we own and manage is a warehouse. It's where we first started having sex as a group, it was abandoned years before, and when we had the chance to buy it, we did so, and we turned it into an incredible hangout. We have everything a gay slut could possibly desire there. If you boys ever wish to have some group fun, and you want something of the nature to do so in, just let us know and we'll make sure it's available for you as well. Of course, no one knows what goes on there except a very select few people, and if you ever do use it for its intended purpose, everyone must sign a document saying they'll never tell anyone what happens there or that it's there at all. The problem is kids technically have no legal authority to sign such a thing, but I think most would be okay with that.” My dad answered.

“Really, you mean it, we could use it as well?” I asked in awe.

“Sure, just let us know. I almost doubt you boys will, but like we've said, it has to be your choice and yours alone.”

“And would you take us there and let us see it today?”

“Don't see any reason why not.”

“Cool.” We both said again.

“Anything else boys?” My uncle asked.

“Actually, an unrelated question that you just reminded me about that we don't really know. What exactly do you guys do and who do you work for? You just said something about property management, but we know nothing more?” I had to ask, because they had never told us what they did or where they worked. We never knew if or when they were going to go to work, they sometimes went weeks without working at all. My dad gave the full explanation.

“Well, we own a number of properties and businesses in the city. It all started when we tried to force our dickhead of a father to give us his company in payment. He refused, saying he owed us nothing, but that wasn't the way we saw it, so we forcibly took over the business by buying all the stocks. All his employees hated him almost as much as we did, so they were more than happy to sell us all their shares for just a penny a piece. We then walked in with a majority vote and with the rest of the board on our side, we won and kicked him out of his very own chair. He had a heart attack and died a month later.”

“We didn't even go to the funeral. Our mom was furious with us and hasn't spoken to us since, but she never protected us when we were kids. We've never said a thing about our parents to you boys, mostly because most of what they did to us was too horrible to say, but we hate them, and that's all you'll ever find out.”

“Anyway, as soon as we took over, we sold all the shares back to their rightful owners for the same penny we paid, and they were happy with that, and the company has grown ten fold in the past fifteen years since we took over. It's amazing just how much happy employees makes a business better. We don't really work there though, mostly because we have no idea how to, nor do we have the desire to do so, so we have the board do all the dirty work for us, and we just set the rules and guidelines and give ideas.”

“After that, we started buying up properties and businesses that were in trouble. Sometimes we made them work well, sometimes they were too far gone or outdated, so we closed them down and started new businesses or whatever we could do to create more work. Between the two of us, we own more of this city than any other person or persons do, and we're possibly the richest people in town. You boys know that we're fairly well off, but what you don't know, because we've kept it very secret 'til now, though is just how well off we really are. We never wanted you boys to turn into spoiled brats, we didn't want other kids to treat you any better or worse because you had money, so we made it seem like we had none. No, we're each worth several hundred million dollars.”

“When it's you boys' turn to go out and make your mark on the world, you'll be doing it from a far better point than we were at when we started. Trust me, our dad gave us nothing, nothing except abuse and contempt, we were nothing for and to him, we were there to make him look good and keep our mouths closed, and when we shamed him by being gay freaks, he never spoke to us again.”

“The day we walked into his office and told him we were taking his business from him was the happiest day of our lives, and when he refused us, we laughed and said so be it, we do it the hard way, so we went and did so. We quite literally had no money, between us maybe a couple thousand dollars, but at a penny a piece for the stocks from all the employees and the families, with the guarantee that we'd sell them back for the same price of course, and then make them scads of money after, it helped a great deal. We actually had only about a hundred bucks left by the time we finished, and when we walked back into the office a couple days later and told the rat bastard what we were doing and that he had no say in it now, he yelled and swore at us, berated us like you can't possibly imagine, and tried to get us to leave. We said no and told him he had to call a board meeting, that we were going to cast a vote and have him thrown out. He said it'd never work, that his people loved him. Yeah, it went real well for him, he was broken when he walked out, his board director told him that he was glad to cast the final vote to kick his horrible ass out and that he had hated our father more than he had ever hated any individual before. Boy did he scream as he was leaving though, and we had security even escort him from the building.” My dad said happily.

“Wow, why'd he hate you boys so much, why'd he even have kids then?”

“He needed an heir to the empire, but he hated kids, he didn't want kids, he wanted fully grown adults that would do exactly what he told them to do. We're not entirely sure why he had two kids, maybe just in case one of us was unfit to do it or whatever, this way he had a backup. Trust me, he was a cruel business man, we're not kidding when we say that all his employees hated him. He went through more people than the average gas station does.”

“To our mother, we were nothing more than a burden, wastes of time that ruined her perfect figure, and as soon as we popped out, it was right into the arms of a nanny. It wasn't 'til we were five and six that we understood that our nanny wasn't our mother, and we had no idea who it was that lived with us that always yelled and screamed at us. Whenever we made noise, our mother or father would yell at our nanny and tell her to keep the vile brats from making a sound or she'd be fired.”

“It was when I was six that they did fire her, because we were playing around and we broke a vase and she hadn't stopped us. Boy did we get yelled at for that. Oh and by the way, you think they were horrible to us at normal times, you should've heard how they treated us when the nanny we got when I was eight accidentally told them that we wet the bed. Boy did they give us an earful for that, told us we were lazy good for nothing animals that didn't deserve all that they gave us. For the life of us though, we never did figure out what all it was that they gave us. The nanny did apologize to us though and swore that she'd never mention it again.” My uncle said.

“Wow, sorry that you had to grow up like that and thanks for being so good to us then.” I had to say.

“You're welcome.”

“Why didn't you tell us all this before though?”

“You weren't ready to hear it. We were going to tell you boys right around this time, but we wanted for you boys to understand who and what you are before we really let you know all this. We thought that it was important for you to find yourselves first before we piled all this on you. You have to understand though, outside these walls, no one must ever find out anything. We've gone to great pains to ensure that you boys live a normal life, or as normal as we can make it for you anyway, and if anyone knew who you really were, then a great deal would be expected of you, and you'd have friends you had no idea you had crawling all over you. In business we actually have several names, everything's routed through so many channels that unless you know what to look for, it'd be hard to find, and we did all that to not only protect us and you, but to make life more bearable. We don't want hundreds of friends who like us for nothing more than our money, and we certainly don't want that for you boys either. That's not to say that we don't give freely, because we do, we just do so almost anonymously.” My dad said.

“Oh. But people have to know who owns your dads company.” Benji said.

“No, they don't, not really anyway. When our father died, it was never mentioned who took over for him, and we'd never made it public that we took over when we did, it was just business as usual. Really, only the employees know anything at all, and we asked that they never say anything. One of us has a fake name as the owner, not really sure which of us to tell you the truth.” My uncle laughed.

“Oh.” We both said.

“So yeah, anything within reason we'll get you boys, but the second you start abusing that privilege, it's gone. We won't have spoiled rotten kids, it's not good for you or us, and that's why you never knew 'til you were ready for it. You're both exceptionally bright, you're both very well balanced even with all that you've had to go through together, and you're both very mature for your age, not unlike we were. We pushed you boys to always do your best, not to make us look good like our father did, but to make you into better people. Knowledge is true power, something our father never understood. We always hoped that you boys would learn that, and you have. I know we've both told you this many times, but we truly are proud of you.”

“Thanks.” We both said.

“Now, we've laid a lot of stuff on your young shoulders, you've learned almost everything that you needed to learn in a very short period of time, so for now, I think that that's about all you need to know. Now, what say we go ahead and go get dressed and head out. We have some shopping to do and somewhere to go?” My dad said.

“Okay Daddy, but it's only ten on a Sunday, nothing will be open yet?” I said.

“I know, but the store we're going to is one of ours anyway, and we can get in at any time, so no worries. The sorta store it is, we don't let kids in anyway, too many things that we're not supposed to let kids see. Granted, that doesn't mean that we don't let the kids in, we just do it secretly. The man that runs it for us is one of the most gay and kinky men we know, and he just loves boys, no really, he's a boy lover.”

“Really, as in he has sex with boys?”

“Probably not as often as he'd like, given how illegal it is and all, but I'm sure he's had a few yes. Though he's more the type to help a boy out of virtually any situation, and he'll let boys into the store when it's supposed to be closed, so that they can buy all the things they want.”

“Oh.” We both said.

We all went and got dressed and then headed out shortly thereafter. We arrived to the store a few minutes later and then went in. We were both amazed at all the stuff we were seeing. There were so many neat things in there it made us both so hard. They had all sorts of kinky clothes and toys, they had all sorts of diapers, and now we knew where ours came from, as well we clearly saw where our toys had come from, because there was an entire very large wall dedicated to them. We were led to a section that said teen baby wear, and once there, we were told to go ahead and pick out what we wanted.

“Daddy, if kids aren't allowed in here, why do you have stuff for teen babies?”

“Technically kids aren't allowed in here, and we're not allowed to allow anyone under sixteen at all, and only eighteen and up are supposed to be able to buy the sex toys and movies, like we listen to that, but who cares. If someone wants to buy something for their son or lover, then they can get it here. Also, much of this stuff is worn by the younger teens that are allowed in here.” My uncle answered.

“Oh.”

We looked through the rack and we both picked out several things that we liked. We then headed over to a section that had all sorts of baby items, just larger, and we picked out a few things from there. If Benji was half as hard as me, he was about to start drilling a hole through the front of his diaper very soon, because I sure was. Once we had all that we wanted from there, we asked to just look around, and we were allowed to, so we did. Our dads went and sat down and waited for us, and we looked around for a good half an hour. We saw all sorts of really neat things, and we even picked out a few things too, and finally we were ready to go. Our dads took down the numbers for everything and removed it from the store inventory, and then we were gone.

We headed out to our dads sex warehouse next. When we arrived, it was nothing like what we imagined it would be. It was huge, to start with, but it was very nicely done in there. There were tables set up in different areas, and as we came to one, we would ask what it was for, and we were answered. Some of the answers shocked us, and made us horny too. We came to a bar area where we were told there was no alcohol, but there was always lots to eat and drink there. There were showers on one side with a full enema station set up, there was a wall where hundreds of toys were hanging, with a cleaning station set up right beneath it, and upstairs were a couple dozen rooms that all had beds in them. We were told these were used when someone wanted a little private time with someone. I knew I needed to get home and have a little private time, and soon too.

“Wow, this place is incredible. Can we go home now though?” I asked.

“Sure, all this making you more than a little horny and ready for some action?” My dad laughed.

“Oh yeah, and I really want to try out a few of our new toys.”

“Then we'll go to our house to let you boys have some alone time. We'll call you when dinner's almost ready, so that you can come and eat. All you'll have to do is try and take a break to eat lunch, but I personally wouldn't place a wager that you'll be getting it.” My dad laughed again.

“I wouldn't either.” My uncle said.

“Me neither.” Both Benji and I said at the same time. We all laughed, but we headed right out shortly thereafter and headed back to Benji's place.

Once we were there, Benji and I played all day long, until the phone woke us up, because we had passed out after what had to have been our twelfth orgasms each. We were also a huge mess, we were still in our tattered diapers, we had not changed after having sex, because we had passed out during our final orgasm. We had a great deal of fun to say the least, and we probably used every one of our toys, at least a couple times.