Chapter 4

This morning Malcolm got up and was ready for school on time as usual. They had already gone and done their swimming for the day, had breakfast, he was showered and diapered and dressed, ready to face the day, no matter what it brought. He knew, without a shadow of a doubt, that it was probably going to be one of the harder days that he had ever had, because he could not, under any circumstances, lose his temper again. He did not like the person that he became that day, not after learning love.

“How you holdin' up Buddy?” Mark asked just before they were to walk into the school yard.

So far Malcolm had hardly said a word all morning.

“Wish I could say I wasn't about to throw up, but I feel like I'm gonna, but I know I gotta do it. Like you keep telling me, I've gotta face my demons.”

“I think you'll do just fine. Do you want me to walk you in?”

“No, I gotta do this on my own.”

“Can you try not to lose your temper today please?”

“I'll try, really I will, but this'll be one of the hardest things I've ever done.”

“No, this'll be a piece a cake after all that you've already gone through. Most halfway smart people know that if someone's wearing diapers, it must be for a pretty good reason. They all know you wet your pants frequently, so most will realize it's because of that. Remember, as well, that pretty much every day before you moved in with me was worse than today will likely be.”

“You're probably right, I was pretty miserable back then, but I never felt happiness before, now I have, and now all that anger feels bad.”

“Because it is. You'll be fine. You try and have a good day, okay Baby.”

“You too Daddy, love you.” He said and then hugged his daddy extra hard and long this morning. He then turned and walked away stoically.

Mark watched him all the way until he turned the corner and entered the school yard, hoping and praying that Malcolm would be alright. He would love nothing more than to be there to protect him, but knew that, in the end, Malcolm would never grow if he fought all his battles for him, and it would only hurt him more in the long run. He headed back home and hopped in the car to go visit Steve.

“Hey there Steve, how's it goin'?”

“Not bad Mark, and you?”

“Pretty good. Just sent Malcolm to school, it was hard on me. I'd love nothing more than to shield him from what's gonna happen today, but he needs it to grow as well. Maybe, just maybe the kids won't crucify him like they did me, it's a lot better now than when we were kids. Anything at all different and you were toast.”

“You did what was right, and I'm sure he'll be fine. He's a tough kid. Speaking of him though, he's the reason I called you here today.”

“Did you find someone for him?”

“Possibly. His name's Riley, he's eight years old. He's a chronic bed wetter as well, wears Pullups to bed every night, and his foster mom's included in her reports that she's caught him looking at gay porn on the internet.”

“Okay, how often?”

“Often enough to think that it's not just a phase. So far she hasn't really said anything to him though. She's tried bumping up the security on it, and restricting his access, that only made him sneakier. Seems he's pretty good on a computer though. He wipes his tracks well enough that she can never see where he's been any more.”

“Okay. Where does he live?”

“Only about five minutes drive from your house, so pretty close.”

“Excellent. Do you have their phone number handy so that I can call and arrange a sleepover this weekend?”

“Sure do.” He smiled and handed over the information.

“Good, I think I'll head home and call now then.”

“That's not all. There's another boy as well. He's only a maybe, though Malcolm might be able to help him out as well. He's nine, also a bed wetter, but the foster parents have a sneaking suspicion that he might be gay. Just the way he watches the other boys and stuff, nothing concrete, just a feeling, but if he's gay, then Malcolm might be able to help him out as well. His name's William.”

“Okay, I'll take their number as well and arrange him for the following weekend.”

“Good, I hoped you would.” He said and then handed over another paper.

“Anything else?”

“Nope, that's it.” He smiled, but they did talk for a few minutes before Mark took his leave.

As soon as Mark got home, he called the family that was caring for Riley, a single female, and arranged to have him come spend the night. She was going to make it sound as if she were going out for the night, so Riley would be spending the night at another foster parents house who had a boy his age to play with. Mark never said anything about diaper wearing though, even though he did say he already knew that Riley was a bed wetter and that it was no problem.

For the rest of the day as Mark waited for Malcolm to be done school, he just did some more artwork. Finally it was time to go and pick up Malcolm, he was happy that he had not received a call from the school telling him of any problems.

As soon as Malcolm walked into the school yard and the other kids saw him, they stopped talking and doing what they were doing and just looked at him. He held his head high and headed right into the school. He headed to the office, he wanted to talk to the principal for a minute. He was asked to wait just a few moments, that he was busy, and the reason for that presented itself only a minute later, because the principal walked out with Andy and his dad.

“Oh good, you're here Andy, I'd like to talk to you for a minute please. Could we go into your office please Sir?”

“Sure, come on in.”

“I have to go Andy, behave.” His dad said and then headed out, leaving the boys to do what they needed to do.

Andy looked petrified though, he had hoped that Malcolm would forget everything and never even look at him again. Turns out he was not so lucky. The boys followed the principal into his office, Andy for the second time this morning already.

“Look Andy, I don't like you, you don't like me, but I don't care about that. My daddy tells me there's simply no way for me to have everyone like me and that I shouldn't even try, because some people just aren't meant to be our friends, I think we're like that. I want you to know though, I promise to never tell your secret.”

“What's the catch?” He squeaked.

“No catch, I'm saying I'll never tell your secret, I just wanted you to know I just don't think I could ever like or trust you, you hurt me too bad for that, but part of my healing, my daddy says, is that I must keep that promise, that I must never tell anyone at all, because then that'd make me just as bad as you, and I'm really trying not to be bad any more. I wanna be happy, I deserve to be happy. I even deserve to wear diapers to make me happy. I no longer have to wet my pants or my bed, you can't possibly know how horrible it was or how bad you made me feel for it. Even if you bully me more, I'll never tell your secret. I really hope you won't though, because you deserve to be happy too.”

“What do you mean I deserve to be happy?”

“My daddy tells me that people who bully other people are usually hurting a lot themselves. My daddy and I think you're hurting because you wanna wear pretty dresses, probably all the time, but you can't. You could, if you wanted, no one would have to know. I mean I wouldn't to school if I were you. I know you wear at home, but maybe go to the mall or something in a pretty dress. Can I ask you a question though, and answer for me as well?”

“What?” He whispered.

“Do you like boys or girls. What makes your peepee hard?”

Well, Andy blushed huge from that question and the principal damn near burst out laughing.

“I don't know.”

“Do you think one or the other, or both, or just don't know yet?”

“I don't know.”

“I'm gonna tell you another secret, and I want you to promise that you'll never tell anyone either please.”

“Okay.”

“Do you promise?”

“Yes.”

“No, you haveta say it.”

“Okay, I promise to never tell anyone ever.”

“Good. You know what gay is, right?”

“Yeah.” He squeaked.

“Yeah, so do I, and I am. I think you are too. I think that's the reason you like girls dresses. My daddy and I were talking about it, and he wonders if you think you might wanna be a girl, like change your peepee to a girls one instead.”

Well, if the principal had thought Andy was blushing before, it was nothing compared to this new blush.

“I don't wanna be gay though.”

“But you are, aren't you?”

“I'm afraid I might be. I've been going to a therapist, like your daddy told me I should, and he's made me tell him that too, but I'm so afraid to tell my daddy.”

“Um, bonehead, you honestly think he doesn't suspect it, you like dressing up as a girl.” Malcolm giggled cutely.

The principal damn near laughed as well, because how Andy did not catch that either he could not understand.

“Um, um.” Was all he could say.

“If you're gay, you need to admit it and tell your dad. I bet he already knows it anyway, I felt so much better after I told my daddy, but it was easy for me, 'cause I know he's gay too.”

“Does he, you know...” Andy asked, blushing huge again.

“Nah, he won't, told me I wasn't 'llowed to even ask him at all, that that's one thing he'd just never give me. Too bad though, I'd do him in a heartbeat.” Malcolm said happily. The principal once again nearly laughed, but he did agree with Malcolm. He did wonder though how and where a seven year old got so much knowledge, but then, kids nowadays were learning this far sooner too, he had heard so much lately it was not even funny, just not normally from quite so young.

“Oh, how do you know you're gay, I just don't know?”

“Oh, that's easy. If you look at boys and think they're hot, that you'd love to see them naked and do things with them, you're gay. If you're disgusting and do that with girls, then you're straight, but if you want that from both, you're bi.”

“When I see girls, I just want their dresses.” He admitted.

“Yeah, that's what we thought you'd say, so you're probably gay. My daddy still tells me all the time though that I'm only seven, to not put myself into a mold just yet, that I still have lots of time to figure things out, but I just can't see myself ever fucking a girl.”

Andy blushed, the principal nearly choked on his tongue.

“Mouth please Malcolm.” He did say though.

“Oops, sorry, forgot you were even there.” He looked around and giggled, because he had his back to him.

“How about you though. Do you even know what sex is yet?”

“Yeah, I kinda did some research on the internet.”

“Ah yes, I love my internet time. Try Nifty, it's your friend.”

“What's that, a website?”

“You'll figure it out, trust me, you'll love it.”

Once more the principal agreed.

“Okay. Clearly you know a lot more about this. Can I ask you questions if I need to?”

“I guess so, but I really don't like you.”

“And I really don't like you either.” He grinned.

“So, are you still mad at your dad for telling me your secret?” Malcolm asked.

“Yes and no. We talked it over a lot though, and I guess I agree that it was only fair to tell you my secret, because I blabbed yours. I yelled and screamed at him, called him lots of really mean names though, he smacked me across the face, hard, and told me that had I not been a horrible little brat, that maybe he could've kept that secret, but that I'd deserved it. He said he'd never tell my secret, but that he'd do it again in a heartbeat if I ever did anything like that again. He told me that I was so mean to you, telling your secret, when in fact I have an even bigger secret. You have to wear diapers, I don't have to wear dresses. He asked which one of us should be more at ease with our secret, and I suppose it should be you, because you at least have to wear diapers.”

“I don't have to wear diapers, I just prefer them. I could just concentrate only on my bladder like I always did and try not to pee my pants, or my daddy tells me I could wear something called a catheter, it kinda covers my dick and when I pee it goes into a bag. He doesn't like them though, says they're uncomfortable. I decided to try diapers, it was my decision, and I don't think I'm gonna change my mind, I don't even wanna try catheters, even though my daddy says I'm welcome to at any time.”

“Why though, wouldn't that be better than wearing diapers?”

“Hell no, they're wicked comfortable and so warm and soft, and this way I don't have to worry. I should give you some diapers so that you can feel what I feel and maybe understand it a bit better.”

“Um, no thanks.” He blushed.

“Why not, too afraid.”

“Yes.” He whispered.

“There's nothing to be afraid of. One of these days I'll give you diapers to try, or maybe I'll help you find a cute little baby boyfriend, and you can try with him.”

“Oh, um, I don't know. I mean, I think I'd like a boyfriend, but, well, I don't know.” He stuttered and stumbled again, as well as blushing even more.

“Good.” Malcolm grinned at causing the reaction he was looking for. “Well, we should be going, the bell's gonna ring in just a few seconds.”

And true to his excellent timing, the bell rang just as they were exiting the office. Other than his having to tell Malcolm to watch his mouth, the principal had said nothing since the boys had started talking. He thought it was one of the better meetings that he had ever had.

There were still kids in the hall as Malcolm was heading to his classroom, but nearly everyone stopped and stared at him, checking to see if they could see his diaper bulge. No one said or did anything else though, so Malcolm just ignored them. He had known this was going to happen, and he was as ready as he could be for it. The morning classes went fairly well, no one saying or doing anything bad.

As they were all sitting down to eat their lunch, one of the boys in Malcolm's class asked the burning question. “So, do you really have to wear diapers, or was Andy just being a real jerk?”

“No, unfortunately he was telling the truth. You all know I have problems holding my pee, how could you not, but it's gotten so bad that now I have to wear diapers. Yes, they're tape on ones, yes, they're just like a baby diaper, and no, I'm not a baby. My daddy says I'm much too big and speak much too well to be a baby, I'm just a boy who needs diapers.” He said, sounding as if he were reciting a speech, which he pretty much was, he had been planning on how to do this since he got home after the day of the fight, because he knew he would be asked.

“Oh, doesn't it bother you, aren't they uncomfortable?”

“No, only jerks bother me, and they're a crap load more comfortable than wet pants all the time. I bet there's at least a couple of you in here that wear diapers to bed, sorry, night time protective underwear, or Pullups, or Goodnites, whatever you call them, and I bet no one thinks they're uncomfortable. It's not as bad as you'd think. You can't even tell I'm wearing one, unless you smack my bum, like Andy did, but I'd really appreciate it if you didn't. Like my daddy tells me all the time, they're just different underwear, thicker.”

“Oh, um.”

“Yeah, exactly. I see no one said they wet the bed, but I always have and always will, I'll have to wear diapers for the rest of my life. I might be able to have an operation to fix it, but the doctors don't think it'll work. My daddy says there's numbers that says that probably half my classmates wet the bed at least once a week, and probably as much as five that wet every night. He says that's normal. I'm the unlucky one who got the full time, he says it happens.”

Once more no one volunteered this information.

“Aren't you afraid more people will bully you though?”

“Not any more. Everyone knows now, and I'm okay with it, I have to be, it was my choice. When I moved in with my new dad, and he's adopted me, he asked me how I wanted to deal with the wet pants and stuff, we talked it all over, and he asked me if I wanted to try them, so I gave it a shot. What did I have to lose, right, and I like it a lot better than wetting my pants and bed all the time. It's really horrible. Now I can concentrate in school and never have to worry.”

“Oh, you decided to wear diapers? I couldn't do that.”

“Yeah, but you've never had what I did, I was willing to do anything to make it stop, this is the only anything that can help right now.”

“Oh, I guess that makes sense.”

“It really does. I'm not bothered by it, and it bothers no one else, so why should anyone else even care.”

“Oh, okay.”

And for the first time in forever, the kids at his table actually talked to Malcolm, because they continued talking, only now it was not about his diapers, he was actually being included in the conversations. When it was time to go outside, the kids all cleaned up their mess and were about to head out.

“Are you gonna come out to the playground with us?” The same boy asked Malcolm.

“Oh, you want me to join you?”

“Sure, why not.” He shrugged.

“But, you never have before.”

“I know, and the principal did a lot of yelling the day after you were suspended for fighting Andy, told us how incredibly mean we'd been to you because of a medical condition. He said we were all being bullies to you, even if we never said or did anything, so, I thought I'd give it a shot.”

“Oh, he never told me that.”

“I don't know if I was supposed to tell you or not.”

“That's okay. If it helps, then that's good. I haveta go change my diaper though, I wet a lot more than I thought I was gonna, telling you and the others all that, it was a lot harder than I thought it was gonna be, and I kinda peed lots.”

He giggled. “I bet. I'll come with you then.”

“Um, you wanna see me change my diaper?” Malcolm asked, going hard in his diaper.

“Oh, no, that's not what I meant. I just meant go with you there.” He stuttered quite cutely.

“Oh, okay.” Malcolm giggled, because the blush the boy had was cute, and Malcolm almost wished he would join him.

They headed to the office though and Malcolm went into the private room and changed himself, and then headed out to the playground with the other boy once he was done. Malcolm actually joined all the kids in playing, possibly the first time since he was in kindergarten, he usually found somewhere to hide. He had a lot of fun though. No one else said anything to him on the playground, but they did all watch him a bit as well.

When the day ended, Mark was there to meet Malcolm, and Malcolm happily went and jumped into his arms and hugged him tightly.

“Hey there Handsome, seems you had a pretty good day.”

“Yeah, I did.” He said, and then animatedly told Mark all about his day as they walked home.

“So, what's this new friends name then?”

“Riley. He's really cute, and I kinda think he's gay too.”

“Oh yeah. What makes you think that?”

Malcolm told him about the diaper change incident, and Mark laughed.

“So yeah, his blush and stutter kinda tipped me off, but I felt him rub my bum once as we were playing. I just pretended not to feel it. I'd totally let him rub my diapered baby bum any time he wants though.” He sighed.

“Sounds like baby boy's gonna need to have some alone time when he gets home.”

“Gee, how'd you guess.”

“Someone who's deaf and blind could easily see and hear how you're feeling right now.” He had to laugh.

“Yeah, well, he's real cute.”

“Good.”

When they got home, Malcolm did disappear to his bedroom, where he threw himself on his bed and rubbed himself through his soggy diaper until he came three times. He had stripped all the way from the front door to his bedroom, he was insanely horny and could not help himself. Ever since lunch time, Malcolm had hardly been soft at all. Finally, after his third orgasm, his little dick finally went soft and he was satisfied. He fixed his diaper, because it was nowhere near needing to be changed yet, and headed out to find Mark to do their extra school work. He was going to pick up his clothes and go put them in the laundry room where they belonged on his way, but he did not have to, because Mark had already taken care of it.

“You didn't have to get my clothes, I was gonna do it.” He said in way of greeting when he found Mark.

“I knew you probably would, but I wanted to get some laundry going anyway. You look far more composed now, that's for sure.”

“Thanks, yeah, I'm pretty sure I didn't even go soft since lunch, it was actually painful.”

“I bet it was. Come on, let's go do your school work. Do you have any homework though?”

“Okay and no.”

For the rest of the week Malcolm actually had a really good time. All the kids could tell that Malcolm was okay with having to wear diapers, and he would even joke about it. One kid was staring in his general direction one day, just in a normal kids daze, and Malcolm teased him and said, 'what, is my diaper showing?' All the kids giggled and he blushed and claimed to have just zoned out. He spent a lot of time with Riley, but all the kids from his class also joined in in playing with him too, even with all the rest of the kids on the playground, no one was treating him any differently any more by the end of the week. He was truly happy.

Malcolm was also incredibly happy when he did a reading comprehension test and aced it. He is doing so much better in school, because he is happy and actually wants to be there.

So far Mark had said nothing about Riley coming to spend the night on Friday, but every afternoon Malcolm came home gushing about the overly cute boy, how he kept finding reasons to touch his soggy diapered bum, and every time he had to go change, Riley went with him, even if to just wait outside.

When they got home Friday after school, Mark told Malcolm that they were only going to spend half an hour on each words and numbers.

“How come?”

“Because, we're gonna have a guest coming shortly before dinner and he's spending the night. He's a foster kid as well, and I agreed to have him come for the night, because his foster parent has to go out and can't take him with her.”

“Oh, do I know him, how old is he, is he gonna tease me about wearing diapers?”

“I don't think you know him, he's eight from what I hear, and even if he does, I'm sure you'll have no problems. I don't even know his name yet, and I know nothing about him, she just called this afternoon, but they're gonna be here in about an hour.”

“Oh, okay, so I guess this means we haveta go get dressed then, huh.”

“Yeah, we probably should.”

So they went and got dressed, but Malcolm forewent the diaper shirt and just put on loose cotton shorts and a tee shirt. Like he told Mark when he came out, because he could easily see that Malcolm was diapered, he wanted to be comfortable, and he was in his own house, so whoever this kid is, he can deal with it if he has a problem with it. Mark congratulated him.

They did not have long to wait, and though Mark could tell that Malcolm was nervous, he never said or did anything, just let Malcolm deal with it. If he wanted to talk it over, he would. Finally, at just a few minutes after four, the doorbell rang, so Mark went and answered it. Malcolm was too nervous, so he stayed in the kitchen, where he couldn't be seen.

“Hi there, sorry to burden you on such short notice Mark, I really appreciate this.” She said. Mark had called her and asked her to make it seem like a very last minute thing.

“It's no problem. Both boys are almost the same age, they'll probably have lots of fun.”

“Yeah, but he's totally nervous. I had to tell him that I had to tell you about the you now what, and that you'd make sure that he was safe and comfortable.”

Riley looked down and blushed massively from this, because he knew what they were talking about.

“Don't be embarrassed about such a minor thing buddy, I was a bed wetter for a lot longer than you, so I know how you feel.” Mark said softly to him.

“He's not normally embarrassed about it, but then, only we know about it, he's never spent the night anywhere before, so he's never had to deal with it, and, like I told him, with his jammies on, no one would ever have to know.”

“That's right, and I'll make sure my monster causes no grief, not that he would anyway. Maybe I'll tell him to tell you his secret, so that you're both more comfortable.” He said, still pretending as if he had no idea who Riley was, but after talking to his foster mom a few times throughout the week, he was certain now that he was Malcolm's friend from school.

“Riley, you have a good night, don't be so afraid, you'll have fun. I have to go though, okay.”

“Okay.” He whispered.

As soon as she was gone, Mark closed the door.

“Come on, let's go meet my monster, he was too nervous to come out, he's really nervous too, he's never had a friend stay the night or anything. I think you two will get along just fine though. So, your name's Riley, right?”

“Yeah.”

“My son has a friend named Riley too.”

“Cool.” He said, and then they entered the kitchen and the boys saw each other, and they broke out in grins.

“Malcolm.” “Riley.” They both squealed at the same time.

“Oh, I was so afraid that someone was gonna come spend the night here that'd find out I had to wear diapers and tease me, but you already know.”

“And I was afraid that you were gonna find out I wet the bed and wear Goodnites to bed and that you'd make fun of me, but I know you wouldn't, 'cause you wear diapers all the time.”

“Cool, you wet the bed too, and you're a foster kid, I never knew that.”

“It's not so cool that I wet the bed, and yeah, my parents were killed and I don't have any other family. I've lived with my foster mom since I was like one and a half. I call her mom too, but she did tell me about my real parents as well.”

“Wicked, well, then I'm stripping down to my diaper. I usually only wear my diapers around the house, it's more comfortable.” Malcolm said, and then started stripping right then and there.

The second Malcolm had seen Riley, he knew he wanted to strip to just his diaper, he knew Riley wanted to see him like that, because he had seen how much Riley had wanted to come into the change room with him. Riley stood there in utter disbelief though at having Malcolm strip down to his diaper, and it is one of his night diapers too, as well he is nice and soggy already.

Riley had wanted to see Malcolm in just his diapers so much, but he had no idea why. Now he is, and all thinking dropped down to his immature little lower head. He had no idea why every time he was around Malcolm his dick got hard, he had no idea why he always wanted to see him in his diaper, but every time he thought about it, he got hard. He had looked on the computer, a lot, looking at pictures of boys in all sorts of situations, but as soon as he found out about Malcolm, he had started searching boys in diapers as well.

Mark was watching the scene curiously, because as soon as Malcolm started stripping and exposed his diaper, Riley had went impossibly hard. Riley was just wearing a pair of light cotton lounge pants, sort of like pajamas, but for daytime wear, and because of this, and the fact that the young boy clearly did not like underwear, he could easily tell Riley was very happy. Once Malcolm stood back up in just his diaper, Riley licked his lips and groaned softly.

“What, I know you wanted to see me like this.” Malcolm giggled from the look his friend was giving him.

“N-n-n-no I didn't.”

“You've almost asked me every day if you could come into the change room with me at school when I tell you I have to go change my soggy diaper. I also see you go hard every time I say so, because you have to push it so that it's more comfortable, and you're really hard now. You shoulda been wearing underwear.” He giggled.

Riley looked down and saw his proud little protrusion and blushed huge and started to cry.

“It's okay. I don't hate you, I know you like me in a special way and wanted to see me in my soggy baby diapers. I like you like that too, and I'd really like to diaper you too.” He whispered and grabbed Riley's hand and led him to his bedroom. Neither boy even paying attention to the fact that Mark was still there and watching and listening to the entire thing.

Riley never even resisted in the slightest as Malcolm led him to his bedroom. When they were there and the door closed, Malcolm turned to his friend and leaned in and pressed his lips to Riley's and kissed him. Riley melted into the kiss and instinctively wrapped his arms around Malcolm, who did the same to Riley. They kissed like this for several minutes, not even introducing tongues yet.

Riley was the first to start moving his hands, he wanted to truly feel Malcolm's hot soggy baby diapered bum. He had felt it so many times over the past week, only now he wanted to truly feel it, and so he did. He sighed deeply as he felt Malcolm's nice soggy diaper, and he started lovingly caressing his entire diapered bum.

Malcolm too reached down and started softly rubbing Riley's bum through his thin cotton pants, and he did this for a few minutes, before pushing the slightly older boy away.

“I wanna feel your hot little bum in a diaper, like you're feeling mine. Will you let me diaper you?”

“Oh yeah, I've wanted to come into the change room with you so many times and ask you to diaper me up it's not even funny.”

“I would've in a heartbeat had you asked me.”

“I know. You're a diaper lover too, aren't you?”

“Oh yeah, I totally am now. How long have you been?”

“Since the first time I rubbed your baby bum.” He grinned. “I've always worn Pullups and Goodnites to bed though, I really need them, but I started to enjoy them a lot more recently.”

“Awesome. Go lay on the bed, okay.”

“Okay. I'm really hard though, don't laugh.”

“Oh no, I won't laugh, I might sigh, and I'll probably cum.”

“What's cum?”

“Have you ever played with your dick 'til it felt so good you thought you were gonna explode?”

“No, I mean, I play with it, but then I always feel like I'm gonna pee, so I stop.”

“You shoulda kept going, and if you were already wearing a diaper, who would've cared if you did. Sometimes I pee a bit when I cum, but it feels so amazing too.”

“Okay, so if I play with it more, I'll feel like I'm gonna explode, and that's cum?”

“No, that's cumming, we can't actually cum yet, we're too young. Cum is something that bigger boys and men squirt when they cum, or orgasm my daddy calls it, but we still cum, it's just dry. It feels so good.”

Riley laid on his back, his proud little protrusion more obvious in this position, and Malcolm groaned.

Malcolm went and grabbed all the diaper change stuff and came back to the bed. He had one of his ultra thick diapers, the wipes, lotion, cream, and powder. He was going to give Riley a full diaper change, and then, assuming he did not explode during the diaper change, he was going to give Riley another treat.

Malcolm first got Riley's shirt off, and then his socks, and finally he had Riley lift up and he removed his pants. Riley's little dick caught in the waist band and snapped back. Riley grunted in pain, he is so hard that that hurt.

“Oops, sorry.” Malcolm giggled, but he was staring intently at Riley's hot hard little cocklett hungrily.

He tore himself away and opened up the diaper and slipped it underneath Riley, and then poured a good healthy does of baby lotion into his hands, rubbed it in to warm it up, and then proceeded to lotion his little friend, and his little friends little friend. Riley grunted, and then he started panting. Malcolm was trying to be careful though, he did not want Riley to cum until he was diapered, and he wanted Riley to make him cum at the same time.

He then applied a really good healthy dose of diaper rash cream, and Riley started panting even more. He sprinkled in more powder than was strictly necessary, and then wiped his hands on a wipe and pulled up and taped closed Riley's first real diaper since he was three.

As soon as Malcolm had him taped up, Riley's hand went down and started stroking his diaper, and he grinned. Malcolm laid down on the bed, pulled Riley so that they were facing each other, grabbed his hand and took it from his own diaper and placed it on his instead, and then Malcolm replaced Riley's hand with his own and started stroking, just as he pressed their lips together again.

This time Riley gasped as it happened, it felt so amazingly good and he never wanted it to end. Instinctively Malcolm opened his mouth as well, and they started tenderly tongue kissing. This was one thing that Malcolm had never done before, he had kissed, but never with tongues, and now he wondered why, because it felt so amazing.

Riley was in bliss though. Everything that he had dreamed of over the past few days was coming true, hell the past few months since he started looking at pictures of nude boys and men he had dreamed of doing stuff like this. Now he is, and it is so much better than he could have ever dreamed possible. And then he experienced his very first baby boygasm. He squealed in ecstasy, never breaking the kiss, and he did pee a little as he came, wetting his diaper just a bit. Malcolm came then as well, sighing deeply as he did so.

They did not stop though, and just kept right on going, for another two back to back orgasms, when Riley nearly passed out from sexual overload. He slumped down, his little dick finally went soft, and he was breathing harder than he had ever breathed before. It was a good ten minutes before he came down. Malcolm, who is of course far more used to this, was already down and petting Riley's chest soothingly when he came down.

“Oh my god, what was that, that was so amazing, that was the best thing I've ever felt in my life?”

“That, my little baby boyfriend, was cumming.”

“You wanna be my boyfriend?” He squeaked.

“Oh yeah. I've always thought you were real cute, but this past week's been so awesome, having you as a friend, it's been great, but I want more, I want a baby boyfriend. I knew you wanted me, I knew you wanted my diapers, and yes, I felt you nearly pet my baby bum several times.”

“Oh, I wondered how you never felt it, I just had to do it, it felt so nice. Does this mean we're gay then?”

“Yep, but I've known I was for a while. How 'bout you?”

“I don't know. All I know is I like to look at pictures of boys on the internet.”

“Me too. Have you found Nifty yet?”

“No.”

“Then I'll show you later, you'll love it.”

Ever since Malcolm had started reading better, he had been enjoying going to the story site to read. He did not always understand everything, but he had no issues asking Mark about anything that he had read, and they often talked long about it.

“Okay.”

“Let's go find my daddy, I'm getting really hungry. You're gonna need to point your little dick down though, so that when you pee, you don't pee out your diaper.”

“You want me to go out there wearing a diaper?”

“Of course, why else would you let me diaper you if not to wear it. My daddy wears diapers too, it's why we adopted each other. He'll probably be wearing just his thick baby diaper too. He's a diaper lover too, but he needs them just like I do.”

“Oh.”

The boys both repositioned themselves and then Malcolm hopped out of bed and extended his hand and Riley took it. He pulled Riley from bed and then kept holding his hand lovingly as they exited the bedroom to find Mark, who was in the kitchen making dinner.

“Oh, hey there boys, good of you to finally join me, dinner's almost ready. It sounds like you enjoyed your first diaper change though Riley, you look really cute like that.”

“Thanks, I did, you're wearing a diaper!”

“Of course I am. I know Malcolm would've told you, so's not to shock you and all, didn't you believe him?”

“Well, no, not really, but I guess he was telling the truth.”

“In this house, the truth shall set you free. We live by a very strict rule here, never tell lies, and that especially means to yourself. That means you happily be who and what you are and never be ashamed. So, tell me, who and what are you?”

“I don't know.”

“Well, I'm gonna go out on a limb here, but from hearing what I did, seeing you in diapers, and seeing how the two of you are holding hands, I have a sneaking suspicion that I'm absolutely correct. You're a little gay baby boy diaper lover and Malcolm's your little gay baby diaper loving boyfriend.”

“Um, I guess you could say that.”

“It's not me that needs to say it though. You say it, tell yourself the truth, and I guarantee you you'll be far happier and free than you've ever been.”

“Oh, I'm a little gay baby boy diaper lover and Malcolm's my gay baby boy diaper loving boyfriend.” He grinned cutely.

“Excellent. You two make a very cute little couple. Congratulations. You'll have to be more careful at school, but I think you'll be fine.”

“Why?” They both asked.

“Here, dish up and let's go sit down, and then I'll tell you, okay.”

They did and went and sat at the table and started eating. Between bites, Mark told them everything that they would need to know.

“Well, in elementary school, kids aren't usually allowed to really have boyfriends or girlfriends, and there's simply no displays of affection allowed at all. So no holding hands, no kissing, nothing like that.”

“I'd never do that at school.” Riley gasped.

“Yes, you would, and you'd probably do it without even realizing you were doing it. Given that you're gay though, the other kids might tease you. Malcolm already knows all about this, and he even knows it's gonna happen eventually, but if you boys are careful, that should be years down the road. I'd suggest you actually introduce yourselves as boyfriends when you go to middle school.

“By then you'll be far more comfortable, and in middle school many of the kids will already understand sexuality enough to understand. There's lots of kids in elementary school that have no idea what their little dicks are even for, they just think they're there for peeing from, but that's not what they're for, that's just a secondary use. I think you found out its primary use quite well this afternoon.”

“Oh yeah.” He sighed deeply and blushed cutely.

“Good. Usually by the time you're somewhere between ten and twelve, you start to understand what your dick's for, but some boys, like you, are earlier. You're both very lucky though. Here you're completely and totally free to be who and what you are, but outside these walls, people could cause you troubles. The simple fact of the matter is, there are people out there that don't believe boys as young as you can be sexual, and they certainly don't believe you should be, so when you're not here, you need to be more careful with your relationship.

“There is, however, a problem with that. I can see how much you two are in love already, I was starting to see it long before today even. Every afternoon Malcolm would come home talking about the two of you, and he was glowing. I have a rather large suspicion that some of the older kids, if they've seen you together, may have already started adding things up and may suspect that you're boyfriends. If they didn't before this weekend, they likely will after.”

“Oh, you think they'll tease us Daddy?”

“Hard to say really. Gay is becoming far more acceptable lately, so maybe not.”

“It's only grades one to three on our playground Daddy, the bigger kids are on the other one, so we really don't see them, only the littler kids like us, do you think they'd still see it?”

“I forgot that they split you up now, so probably not. The younger kids will likely not even notice at all, they'll just think you're best friends, which you are.”

“Oh good. I guess once we're in grade four and on the bigger kids playground, then they're gonna know, but that's still years away.”

“Two years isn't a long time, and it's only a year and a half now. My baby boy's growing up.” He mock sniffed.

“That's huge amounts of time.” Malcolm said in shock, to him that felt like forever away.

“Yeah, to you it probably is. So, Riley, how are Malcolm's diapers in comparison to yours?”

“They're way thicker and lots more comfortable too.”

“Glad to hear it, and how do you like them?”

“I really like them.”

“Glad to hear it. So tell me, how hard do you try to stay dry at night?”

“I've always tried, I didn't wanna wet the bed, now I'm not so sure though.” He grinned.

“Did you wet every night?”

“I don't remember waking up dry once.”

“And do you have accidents during the day as well?”

“Not since I was four or five.”

“And have you been to a doctor yet about it?”

“Yeah, and he suggested a bed wetting alarm, the sensor was put inside my Goodnite, but it didn't help, it'd go off three or four times during the night, and eventually I just slept through it and my mom would come and turn it off. That was a really bad month, I hardly slept at all. Then he tried me on pills. That month was worse. I guess I'm allergic to them, 'cause I kept getting really bad stomach aches, but he said they'd go away. They didn't, and I still wet the same amount anyway. Then he sent me in for some tests and he told me there's nothing he could do at this time, I have problem somewhere inside me. I don't remember what or where.”

“Okay, and did he tell you to keep wearing diapers to bed, and if so, how long did he say?”

“Yes, but he never said. I wasn't even in the room when he talked to my mom. I asked, but she's the one that told me that, that I'd have to keep wearing my Pullups.”

“I don't agree with that, and if I were you, I'd be asking what he said and everything. You're eight, you're not two, you deserve to know what's happening with your body.”

“I will when I go home tomorrow.”

“Or, if you'd like, I can call her and tell her you'd like to stay 'til Sunday afternoon.”

“Really, you mean it?”

“Sure, it'll be good for you boys.”

“Wicked, thanks.” Both boys said and Malcolm hugged Mark.

“So, what would you boys like to do after dinner?”

“Can we just watch Movies Daddy?”

“Sure, that's a good idea.”

As soon as they finished eating, the three of them cleaned everything up and headed to the living room and put on a movie. The three of them watched two movies back to back while cuddled up on the couch. Malcolm was cuddled into Mark, and Riley was cuddled into Malcolm. It was very cozy and relaxing.

“Wow, that was so amazing, I never had to get up five times to go to the bathroom, I think I really like wearing diapers already.” Riley grinned tiredly when they were done.

“Tell me about it.” Malcolm smiled to his boyfriend. “Are you ready for bed now, I'm getting kinda tired and I need a soggy bum change, would you like to change my diaper?”

“Oh yeah.” Riley said, though neither knew what Riley was agreeing to more, but they had a pretty good idea.

“Good. Come on, I want a really nice diaper change.”

Well, who was Riley to argue. Mark called out goodnight, I love you to Malcolm's retreating back, but he doubted the horny little boy even heard him. He just chuckled and watched as the two baby boys skipped to Malcolm's bedroom. He wondered if he would have to either diaper both boys, or just fix their diapers when he went to bed.

When the boys reached the bedroom, they jumped on the bed and attached themselves at the lips again and kissed deeply. Maybe a second after starting, they both reached inside the others soggy diaper and started jacking off his boyfriend, they were not taking their time this time. They were both tired, but they were both hard and needed relief. Riley being just as happy to do this as Malcolm.

They ended up only firing off twice before it was too much, but they had tried for a third, and managed to pass out, their hands still in their diapers, their tongues still in each others mouths. Of course, eventually they brought their tongues back in, but they were still pressed together very intimately.

An hour later, when Mark was ready for bed, he went to check on the boys and was not in the least surprised that they had not changed, so went about changing them both. He admired Riley's little equipment as well, he too is a very cute little boy, but before too long, he had both boys' diapers changed and them tucked in. He then went to bed himself.

After the boys went to bed, but before he did, Mark called Riley's mom and told her that the boys had really hit it off and that Riley was welcome to stay for the weekend and to just pick him up after lunch on Sunday some time.

The three of them slept very well, and the boys were up only just slightly later than Malcolm is normally up for. They stumbled from the bedroom, both of them very soggy and their hair sticking up all over, they both looked hot like that.

“Good morning boys, you look like you had a good sleep.”

“Thanks. Did you come and change our diapers after we fell asleep, I don't remember doing it, and we're not leaking, so you must've?”

“Sure did.”

“You saw me naked?” Riley squeaked.

“Yeah, so, you're a boy, I'm a boy, and I'm reasonably certain I've seen enough dicks to know what you look like without changing your diaper. I also change Malcolm all the time, and you're both about the same down there.”

“Oh, well, no one ever sees me naked.”

“Too bad. I have now, so now you don't have to worry, like I said, you're good down there, because so is Malcolm. Also, I've seen you in soggy diapers, which you look really good in, so I'd think that naked would be easy.”

“True, I suppose.”

“So, I take it that you didn't even talk before coming out, because otherwise Malcolm would've told you all this.”

“No, he said he was hungry and let's get up. I just thought I'd passed out and he changed me.”

“Nope, you both passed out and I changed you both. It was cute. Go ahead and dish up, there's oatmeal in the pot on low and lots of tea for you to both enjoy.”

“Thanks Daddy.” Malcolm said happily and dragged Riley to go and dish up.

Malcolm had purposely done it this way, because he had known, and he wanted Riley to be confronted with it, because he wanted to go swimming after breakfast, which meant that Riley had to be comfortable with being naked in front of Mark. As soon as they were finished eating, they all helped to clean up.

“Can we go swimming and do our workout now Daddy?”

“Sure, come on boys.”

“You have a pool?” Riley asked.

“Uh huh, sure do, wait 'til you see it, it's amazing.”

“And you work out?”

“For sure, every morning. It's so nice.”

“Oh, okay. I don't have any shorts with me though, so I'll have to borrow yours.”

“Okay, you can just wear the same as I usually wear, but that's already downstairs.”

“Okay.” Riley said, thinking nothing of it.

They got to the bathroom and Riley was told to strip and wash off. He was a bit nervous, but like Malcolm told him as he was pulling his own diaper off, Mark had already seen him anyway, and besides, they had to get completely clean before they could get in the pool. Riley did watch out of the corner of his eye as Mark stripped off his soggy night diaper as well, for he had never seen an adult naked either, and he liked what he saw. Slowly he removed his diaper, though neither Mark nor Malcolm turned to give him any privacy.

“There you go Riley, that's not so hard, is it.” Mark teased.

“Probably the only reason it isn't is because he's nervous.” Malcolm giggled, because his little cocklett was pointing almost straight out.

“Yeah, well you're always hard, you naughty little baby boy.”

Well, Riley had not looked to Malcolm yet, so had not noticed this, and when he did, his stomach flopped, his mouth went dry, and his little dick went to almost full hard in less than a second. His mouth fell open, and then he started to drool. He had felt Malcolm, but he had not seen him naked and hard yet, and he had the strangest desire to drop to his knees and suck Malcolm. Then he looked up and met Malcolm's eyes.

“Wow, you're really hard.”

“Yeah, I usually am. So are you now, and it looks so awesome.”

“Oh crap.” He said, looking down and realizing this and went to cover himself up.

“Don't.” Malcolm said, batting his hands away.

“Why?” He squeaked.

“Because, you should show it off here, it's natural and beautiful. That's what my daddy tells me all the time. Well, don't show it off elsewhere, but here it's okay, and besides, we've both seen it anyway. Now, let's get us dirty baby boys all cleaned up.” He giggled and pulled Riley into the shower.

They all washed off fully, except Malcolm did not clean himself, he cleaned Riley, and when he was done, Malcolm passed Riley the loofah and the soap and encouraged Riley to wash him now. Riley went in with shaking hands and did as he was told. This only made Riley more hard, and just as he started cleaning Malcolm's hard little dick, he exploded, which caused Malcolm to do so as well, and Mark laughed. This snapped both boys out of their orgasms, because, once again, they had forgotten that he was even there.

“You boys are hilarious. You totally zoned out to the fact that you weren't alone. It was cute though. It's that sorta thing though that you've gotta be careful of when you're not at home, your bottom heads were totally controlling you and you didn't have enough sense to realize you weren't alone. If that happens at school, you could teach a bunch of kids stuff they're not ready to learn yet.”

“Oh shit, we sorta did, didn't we.” Malcolm laughed.

“Oh yeah.”

“I couldn't help it. Seeing him just does something to me.” Riley whispered.

“Know how you feel actually. There's certain guys that do the same for me.”

“Oh.”

“Come on, I think you're both clean enough now.”

They all rinsed off and headed to the pool.

“Um, where's what we're supposed to wear in the pool?” Riley asked.

“You're already wearing it silly, your birthday suit, the only suit allowed in our pool.”

“Really, you swim naked?”

“Oh yeah, it's so amazing. Come on, we've already seen you naked, hard, cumming, and diapered, there's nothing worse than that.” Malcolm giggled and jumped in.

“He's right, and it was a pretty intense little baby boygasm you had too, it was cute, and pretty hot too I might add, now hop in and enjoy yourself.”

“Okay.” He shrugged, figuring there was nothing more that he had to be ashamed with anyway.

As soon as Mark jumped in, he started them all on some water aerobics and then swimming. Riley is not a great swimmer either, but not as bad as Malcolm was when he started. They worked for a little more than an hour, and then played some. Then they headed to the hot tub, sauna, and steam room to relax. Finally they jumped back into the pool to close their pores and to cool down. Once they were sufficiently cooled down, they headed back to the shower to get rinsed off.

“So, how was it?” Mark asked.

“It was really nice, actually. Once I got used to it, I hardly even noticed any more.”

“That's good. Here you are free, remember that. Outside this house you have to be far more reserved, but here you can be everything you are without fear or shame. I assure you that there is no greater feeling in the world.”

“I think I agree with you already.”

“Good. Now, you go ahead and hop up onto the change table first and I'll get you all diapered up.”

“Okay.” He said and then did.

“So, Pampers, regular, or ultra thick?”

“You have Pampers that'd fit me?”

“Sure, though they might not either, you're just a bit bigger round than Malcolm, and he's almost too big for them. I think you'll still fit in them though.”

“Okay, I'll try one if Malcolm does as well.”

“Hell yeah.”

“Mouth, brat.”

“That's hardly even a swear word Daddy.” Malcolm sighed.

“No, but still not appropriate for a little baby boy to use. I agree, mind you, but not appropriate.”

“Fine. So Pampers it is then.”

Mark made quick work of getting Riley into a Pampers baby diaper, giving him a nice rub down with baby lotion, a thick coat of pasty diaper rash cream, and a good healthy dosage of baby powder before pulling up and taping closed the diaper. It just fit, but would probably not fit for more than a couple months more.

The boys traded places and Mark diapered Malcolm in the same way. Then he traded places with Malcolm and got himself diapered in the same fashion while the boys both watched. Once they were all good to go, they headed upstairs.

“You boys go play in your bedroom, and no more hot gay baby boy sex, you can leave that for tonight, you can play like normal kids now.”

“I'm not normal Daddy.” Malcolm pouted animatedly.

“Good. No one is any sort of definition of normal, and those who claim they are, are usually hiding the largest secrets.” Mark grinned.

“I know, you've told me that before, I like not being normal.” He giggled.

Riley could not figure out what that meant, so he asked Malcolm about it when they got to the bedroom and started playing. Malcolm gave him the answer that Mark had pretty much given to him verbatim, which was that normal is stupid, no one is normal, pretty much just what Mark had said a few minutes before.

Malcolm did not have a lot of toys, but Mark had bought him several sets of Lego and buckets of just bricks, and a few other toys that would engage his mind and body together. Riley claimed that he too loved Lego and had some too, so they played with that for the next two and a bit hours. Once they were done playing, they just sat with their backs to the bed, they were still sitting on the floor, and talked.

“So, have you ever done anything like we did earlier with another boy?” Riley asked after a little while of just talking.

“Yeah, I have.” He answered and then told Riley the entire tale of his sexual awakening.

“Wow, really, he even put his peepee in your bum and peed in you, that's nasty.” He said, but it was said in more of a sigh, and from the way he had had to reposition himself in his soggy diaper, Malcolm was reasonably certain he did not mean nasty in a bad way.

“Oh yeah, it was so gloriously nasty. I miss it actually.”

“Maybe one day we could do it to each other. I never even thought 'bout anything like that before, but my peepee went real hard when you said that, not just hard like it was to start with.” He giggled.

“I'd really like that. I never got to pee inside him, 'cause he didn't have any diapers, and even though he wanted to try mine, he was way too big for 'em.”

“Really, he even wanted to try your diapers?”

“Yeah, he never said anything about it, but he said my Pullups were way too small for him when I asked him if he'd wear one so that I could fuck him and piss in his bum as well. I never wondered about that, 'til I found out I was a diaper lover, but now I'm pretty sure he was a diaper lover too, and that he'd probably tried my diapers, and he would've in a heartbeat if he could'a.”

“Too bad for him. Maybe you would've found out you were a diaper lover sooner then, huh.”

“Mmmhmm, that would'a been so awesome, that's for sure, but oh well. Even I haveta admit that I should'a been diapered all day every day, never potty trained at all, because there's just no point.”

“Yeah, the problem though, I think I'd like to wear all day with you, but I can't.”

“Why not?”

“My mom'd probably freak out on me, and she won't wanna pay all that money for diapers for me. I'm gonna ask her for the same diapers you use for your bed wetting though, they're way better at soaking up all my little baby pee and way more comfortable, plus they look wicked better too. I really feel like a little baby boy when I'm wearing them, especially these Pampers, this is so cool. I never thought I'd get to wear a real baby diaper again, but now that I am, I really wanna more.”

“Then I guess you're just gonna have to come spend every weekend with me then, huh.”

“Oh yeah, I'd really like that. So, you wanna try putting your peepee in my bum tonight and peeing inside me?”

“Oh yeah, as long as you'll do the same for me.”

“Wicked. We'll have to try and hold our pee before bed then huh.”

“Oh yeah, now I wanna go to bed now, but I just peepeed my baby diaper a few minutes ago, so there's no point right now, other than I'm wicked hard.”

“Glad I'm not the only one. Wanna kiss and rub again, even though your daddy told us to wait 'til tonight?”

“I got a better idea. Ever thought about sucking another boy?”

“Yeah, earlier, when I saw you hard this morning when we were gonna shower, I didn't even know anything about sucking, but I almost got down and did it anyway. It was like your peepee was a baby soother and I was a baby who needed to suck his soother.”

“Wanna be babies right now?” Malcolm grinned.

“Wah wah, baby needs his soother.”

“Good, let's go lay on the bed, you lay down first, then I will.”

Riley went and laid down, and then Malcolm crawled in as well, positioning himself so that he was facing Riley's diaper and Riley had a prime view of his. Malcolm reached forth and lowered the front of Riley's diaper, and Riley did the same to his, and then they both sucked the other in at the same time.

Once more, the urge to suck Malcolm was so forceful, that he did not even wait, he just dove right in and engulfed Malcolm as far as he could, sucked him fully, and did an amazing job of it. He instinctively kept his teeth out of the way, used just the right amount of suction, licked all the best areas, and he even hummed, though that may have been an accident when he sighed deeply and realized it vibrated nicely, which felt good to him, so thought it must feel even better to Malcolm.

Malcolm was in agreement there. He had never been hummed on, but as soon as he felt it, he did the same for Riley, and they both exploded.

They did not stop though, they just kept right on sucking and humming, really giving each other all the very best feelings they possibly could. Seconds after their first orgasms, though, they both grabbed onto the others hot little baby diapered bum and started kneading their hot little asses, which also felt amazing.

Just after their second orgasms, Malcolm slipped his hand inside Riley's diaper and started tickling his hot moist little hole. Riley gasped in pure pleasure from this, and followed suit. Just as they were exploding in their third orgasms, Malcolm inserted his middle finger all inside of Riley, who gasped, and then did the same. Malcolm started finger fucking Riley, who did the same, and this time they spent several minutes sucking and fingering before they finally exploded for their last time.

The two little gay baby love birds fell apart, though their hands were still in the back of the others' diaper, now trapped because they had both rolled onto their backs, and they laid there panting and gasping, staring at the ceiling. It took almost ten minutes for them to come down.

“Took you boys long enough to come down. Sounded as if you had fun, but what did I tell you about not playing like that 'til bedtime?”

“Sorry Daddy, couldn't help it. I was telling Riley all about my other friend and things just sorta popped up and we had to take care of it.”

“Ah, I couldn't blame you if I tried. You're both soaked, so let's get your baby diapers changed, and then we're gonna go out.”

“Oh, you're gonna diaper me too, and we're gonna go out?” Riley asked fearfully.

“Absolutely, if you'd like to of course. I'll never force you, nor will Malcolm, but I know you're a little gay baby boy diaper lover, so now you'll get the chance to wear a diaper outta the house, and no one will ever know it. You'll wear one of Malcolm's diaper shirts, and maybe even some of his baggier pants if you need them, and we'll ensure that the only way anyone would ever know it is if they ever patted your cute little baby diapered bum. So, the choice is yours, thick thirsty tape on baby diaper, or thin, uncomfortable, non absorbent big boy underwear?”

Malcolm leaned in and nibbled on his ear and whispered into it, “Be my little baby boyfriend.”

“Diaper me please.” He sighed and grinned.

“That's what I thought you'd say.” He said and then grabbed all the diaper supplies and proceeded to change him first. As he did so, he talked. “So, what are you gonna tell your mom when you get home? How are you gonna deal with not getting diapers?”

“I don't know. I'm definitely asking for the same diapers that Malcolm uses, they're way more comfortable, and they hold way more too.”

“Would you like me to talk to her, she's very open, I bet she'd let you wear diapers all day as well?”

“I'd really like that, but I don't know if you should.”

“Of course I should, but it's up to you.”

“I'll think about it, she's not picking me up 'til tomorrow afternoon anyway.”

“That's right, and you'll be welcome to take a few of Malcolm's diapers home with you as well.”

“Oh, thanks.” He said, to both that and the fact that Mark had just finished diapering him.

Mark then changed Malcolm's diaper, both boys now in Malcolm's regular daytime diapers, they fit better and held more than the Pampers did, since they were just a touch too small for them both, but the regular diapers fit them both perfectly and held better. They are just not nearly so babyish, and they certainly do not smell as nice, but Mark did give them both the full treatment. He then dressed both boys, they each got a cute babyish diaper shirt, pants that fit properly without showing their diapers, and a nice long over shirt.

“So, where are we going Daddy?”

“We're gonna head to the museum. It's a really good place for you to both learn lots.”

“Okay, what about lunch?”

“What about it. You boys were playing through it, so you missed it.” He said with a straight face.

“We didn't play for that long, and I'm not that hungry that I missed it, and trust me, I know what it's like to be that hungry, when I lived with my mom, there were days that I didn't eat at all.”

“I know Baby, I know, and I was teasing. We're gonna get lunch out.”

“Cool, thanks Daddy.”

“Come on Babies, let's go.”

They headed out and hopped in the car. They stopped at a nice little cafe and had a good lunch, and then headed to the museum. They stayed at the museum until they closed at six, which meant that they had stayed there for nearly six hours, but they had seen and learned a lot. They went and had dinner out again, and then headed home. Before they left the museum, all three of them had needed a diaper change, so they had done so. As soon as they made it home, they all stripped down to their diapers again, and then went and sat back and relaxed for the rest of the evening.

It was almost an hour before Malcolm normally went to bed when he told Riley that he was getting really tired and really needed a diaper change. Riley grinned brightly and said he was the same, so they got up and headed right to the bedroom. Mark never even got hugs or kisses goodnight, and he knew without a shadow of a doubt that sleep was not on the boys' mind for at least an hour, or more, and he suspected that they would be passing out again. He just laughed at the cute horny little boys.

As soon as they reached the bedroom, Riley attacked Malcolm this time and nearly buried his tongue down his boyfriends throat. They kissed madly and passionately for a good couple minutes. It was Riley who pushed Malcolm away first.

“I gotta do it, I want you to fill me up first please, I want you to pee in me so bad.”

“Oh yeah, okay. Let's get on the bed.”

Riley threw himself on the bed and got up onto his hands and knees, Malcolm told him this would be the only way they could do so yet, and Malcolm grabbed the lube and jumped on the bed himself. He opened the lube, coated his middle finger with it, and reached into Riley's diaper and started fingering his little hole.

Instead of being tight, Riley was already loose and open, he is so horny at this moment that his little hole had already dilated in preparation for this. He is truly gay, and his body knows it, and had prepared Riley for this. Riley only moaned softly as Malcolm pressed his finger all the way inside.

Malcolm pulled out, added more lube to two fingers this time, and proceeded to press both his middle and index finger in. Once more, both fingers slipped inside easily.

Riley sighed even deeper still with this, and started panting as Malcolm fingered him gently.

“Do it now, I think I'm ready for you, fuck me.” He moaned hoarsely, using his very first swear word, and in the correct way as well.

“Oh yeah, I'm gonna fuck you and fill you so full.”

Malcolm pushed down the front of his diaper, pulled down the back pf Riley's enough to expose his hot little hole, and then he lined up and sunk in as far as he possibly could. Both boys hissed in immeasurable pleasure, and then Malcolm started fucking away merrily.

Their first orgasms came only a minute later, at least their playtime earlier had helped, but it was still far too fast in cumming for both boys, and their orgasms slammed into them. Malcolm paused so as to allow himself to relax enough to pee, and then he did so. He was so full it had been painful, but the only thing more painful than his bladder for the past hour and a half, had been his erection, probably the only reason he had not peed his diaper since he had started actively holding it.

Riley groaned, the feeling of Malcolm peeing inside him was so incredibly erotic, he loved it, it felt so good, and then he sighed deeply, because Malcolm started rocking as he was peeing, truly piss fucking him now.

“Oh god yeah, piss fuck me, fuck me that feels so fucking good.” He moaned lowly.

“Oh yeah, I really love piss fucking, I knew it was gonna be good, but even I had no idea how great it'd feel to piss fuck someone, I only ever got piss fucked.”

“Nowhere near as good as this feels to me.”

“I know, and I can't wait 'til it's my turn to finally be piss fucked again.”

By then, Malcolm had run out and was now just fucking away merrily, not taking his time, but he kept alternating strokes. He would go long and deep(or as long and deep as he could) he would do short fast jabs, he would grind his hips side to side a little, and he was just doing everything in his power to make Riley make the sexy sounds he was making.

For Riley's part, he now knew who and what he truly was. He had already started to feel it before now, but now he did know, he would forever crave a dick deep inside him. He had heard Malcolm claim the same thing, that ever since he had been fucked, he had craved it like nothing before or since, and Riley just thought he was being dramatic, now he wondered if maybe he was understating it.

Two more minutes was all Malcolm lasted before he exploded again, and as soon as he was down, he pulled out, pulled up the back of Riley's diaper, then the front of his, and went and knelt down beside Riley. They kissed for a few seconds, but then Riley got up and lubed Malcolm up as well.

“Do it, fuck me now please?” Malcolm asked once Riley had two fingers in his ass.

Riley had been wanting this all afternoon, it had been a good thing that they had gone to the museum or he would have made Malcolm do this to him several times throughout the day. He slipped his hot hard little baby cocklett into Malcolm, he sighed so deeply it shocked even him, and then he started thrusting. He accidentally slipped out a few times as he found his stride, but he did amazingly well.

Because Riley had already cum twice, since he came both times Malcolm did, he was nowhere near as hot as Malcolm had been to start. Even still, he is rising surprisingly fast toward his next cum, and it exploded from him far sooner than he had wanted. As soon as he was down though, he concentrated on peeing as much as he could, and then let it go and started filling Malcolm up.

“Fuck yes, that's what I've been waiting for for so long, fill me up and then piss fuck me like the little gay baby boy diaper lover I am.”

It took a bit of concentration to keep peeing as he fucked, but Riley managed it just fine. It took a long time for him to finish though, because he was just trickling inside Malcolm, but neither of them cared in the least. Actually, that is wrong, they both cared a great deal, but all good.

This session was their longest yet, and this time they managed to last for almost ten minutes before they both came again. Riley slumped down on Malcolm's back, who had put his head down and was resting, panting, gasping for breath, trying not to pass out, yet again, but it was going to be a fight. It took almost ten minutes for them to come down fully, and when they did, Riley disengaged himself fully and righted both their diapers.

“Wow, that was the most amazing thing I've ever felt in my life.” He sighed deeply.

“Mmmhmm, now you know why I liked it so much. I loved it, and I love you too.”

“Mmm, I love you too.”

“We better get our baby diapers changed, but I'd like you to put my butt plug in me please?”

“Okay.” Riley groaned.

Malcolm opened up his end table drawer to get his butt plug, but found two identical sized ones there instead. Mark had taken the liberty of ordering a second whole set for the boys to enjoy, he had snuck it into the end table earlier in the day so that the boys would eventually find them. Malcolm grinned and showed both the plugs to his baby boyfriend.

“That's so cool, Daddy musta bought an extra one for you.”

“Did he get anything else?”

“Yeah, there's two dildos and two cock rings as well now. I think they'll come in very handy tomorrow morning. Right now though, we need to get our baby diapers changed and get to sleep, I'm almost dead here.”

“Me too.”

They plugged and diapered each other, and then laid down, kissed for a minute and fell fast asleep.

When Mark checked in on the boys, he was shocked to find that they had changed each other. He checked to see if they had found the toys, and was happy to see that they had. He gave his baby boy a kiss to the forehead and went to his room to change, have a little fun himself, and then get some sleep.