Chapter 3

I hop up from the bed and grab Tyson's hand, intertwining my fingers in his once more, and then lead him from the bedroom. Without thinking about the fact that he is in nothing but a diaper, he followed me wordlessly. I think he may have cum again when I did, because he still looks dazed. We hit the washroom first to wash up, and then head to the dining room. By the time we made it there, Daddy was just setting the food on the table, and it was at this time that I think Tyson finally realized that he is in nothing but a diaper. He tried pulling away, but I did not let him.

“Here, sit beside me, then dish up.” I said like I did not know what he was trying to do.

“Ah, good of you boys to finally come for dinner, and Tyson, you look really good like that. Congratulations on finally having the courage to do what I think we both know you wanted to do, but were too scared to admit to. How does it feel to be in just your baby diaper, wandering around without a care in the world?” Daddy asked.

“Um, um.......”

“Ah, I see. During your diaper change, something happened and you weren't even aware of what was happening for a few minutes I take it. Now that I'm looking, I can see it too, you look much more relaxed, even though you're still blushing madly. Don't worry, it's perfectly natural and healthy.”

Tyson said nothing, just looked like he was going to be sick. Daddy told us to dish up, so we did.

“So, Tyson, have you ever experienced that feeling before?” Daddy asked softly as we were eating.

Tyson just shook his head no.

“Do you know anything about your body and why it happened and what it was, or anything like that?”

Tyson shook his head no again.

“Too bad, even Dusty knows the basics of what you just experienced. That massive explosion that you felt, that's called an orgasm, or some call it cumming, but for you younger baby boys, some call it a baby boygasm, because you get the feelings, but with no messy after effects. What I mean by that, is that once you're older, and you have an orgasm, something called ejaculate, or some call it cum, will shoot out the tip of your penis. It's that stuff, or more importantly the sperm inside it, that could get a girl pregnant if you deposit it inside her. We'll go into that more later, Dusty doesn't need to know all about that yet, but you're old enough that you do. Dusty knows all this, and I've already told him he'll get the rest of the information once he turns ten as well.” Daddy said.

Still Tyson is saying nothing, but he is still blushing profusely.

“Have you ever rubbed your little peepee when it gets hard at least, maybe through your soggy diapers?”

Tyson nodded only ever so subtly.

“That's good, everyone does, and those who say they don't are lying. Every person masturbates, boys and girls, from birth to death. Kids don't know what it is they're doing, but that doesn't change the fact that they are. Most don't experience orgasm 'til they're right around your age, though some of the lucky ones do. Masturbation is the act of rubbing your erection until you have the amazing sensations of a well deserved orgasm, and at your age, I fully expect that you'll be doing that at least twice a day. Most do, and it only gets worse as you get older and closer to puberty. Do you at least know what puberty is and what's gonna happen to you when you start?”

Tyson shook his head no again.

“Sad.” Daddy said, and then gave him the basics of what he needed to know, he will add more later when he gives Tyson the full talk, because, like Daddy told me when he gave me the talk, not all that information Dusty needs to know yet.

Tyson's eyes were wide, and though he is still blushing, it is not as bad as it was. I think now he is starting to understand that what and how he feels is natural, and is the way it is supposed to be.

As soon as we are finished dinner, we all get up and help to clean everything up. Daddy did the cooking, so it is mostly us boys' responsibility to do the cleanup, but he helps a little as well, taking care of the things that we find hard to do.

After dinner, since it is Friday, we head to our media room and Tyson is given the choice as to what movie we watch tonight, and he picks out a great animated comedy that we all enjoy, and will enjoy watching again. Daddy puts it in, gets the systems up and running, and then dims the lights before sitting down and joining us boys, who have already gotten comfortable.

We watch the movie, though Daddy pauses it about half way through and goes and makes us lots of popcorn and gets us some juice and brings it all back, then starts the movie again and we finish watching it while enjoying our treats. By the time the movie ends, we have just a little more than an hour before bed time, so not lots of time, but more than enough to read for a bit.

“Okay boys, off to bed with you. Tyson, last hour before bed in our house is quiet relaxing time, you may play quietly in your room, or read like we all prefer to do, though Dusty uses his learning computer to try and learn to read faster and better. Mica and I have hundreds of books that we'd be happy to loan you, so that you can read as well.”

“Oh, okay, I like reading, since it's one of the only things I was ever able to do.” He said happily.

“Good. Mica and Tyson, you go ahead and change each other, I've got the beast.” Daddy said, and then said beast roared cutely.

“Me beast, you food.”

“I'd say try it, but after the last time you bit me, no thanks.” Daddy said flatly.

Dusty grabbed Daddy's hand and led him to his bedroom, so I grabbed Tyson's hand and led him to mine.

“Go ahead and hop up on the bed and I'll change your soggy baby diaper. Though we're not full yet, we're still way too wet to last through the night.”

“It's not a baby diaper you know.” He whispered.

“No, but in a way it is, because we're both baby boy diaper lovers, and I know you are just as much as me, and you can't even deny that now, can you.”

“No, I really can't.” He said softly.

Tyson hopped up onto the bed and laid down in diaper change position, while I grabbed everything that we are going to be needing. As I turn around to go back to change Tyson, I can already see that his dick is hard and waiting, maybe he really wants to cum again, I sure hope so, because I sure do, and I certainly want to do so to him.

I set everything down, and then reach in to grasp the tapes to his diaper. As I do so, he lays his hands on mine, so I look up.

“What?” I ask softly.

“I'm, I'm really hard.”

“I know, I can see it, and it looks really good, besides, so am I.”

“I know, I can see it too.”

“Good.”

“I'm afraid of what I feel when you change me and when I change you.”

“There's nothing to be afraid of, we won't hurt each other, and it feels so good it can't be wrong, even Daddy says so.”

“I know, but I was always taught that what I dream of when you change me is so horribly wrong that I'd go to hell.”

“Somehow I doubt that, especially when every time I feel like that I feel like I just entered heaven. I don't think there's either though, so I don't think we really have anything to worry about. Besides, if there is a hell, and we'll really go there for doing and feeling what we do, then I'll go happily and willingly.”

“Yeah.” He said softly, but then started moving my hand on his soggy diapered bulge. “I've always loved rubbing myself through my soggy diapers.” He whispered, he sounds strange, sort of how I sounded earlier to myself, all hoarse and rough almost.

“Me too.” I whispered back, only now I am rubbing him of my own accord, though he has still not taken his hand from mine, and I noticed that I sound the same again.

“Please don't hurt me.” He whispered even softer still, and removed his hand from mine.

“Never.” I whispered as softly.

I continue to rub his little diapered erection for only a moment more, before reaching in and releasing the tapes holding his diaper on. I fold down the front and his baby bone pops up like one of those pop up books. I actually giggled at that. I grabbed a wipe and cleaned him up as I removed his diaper from underneath him, and then slipped his fresh diaper in in its place.

I grab the baby lotion next, and it is the nice smelling stuff too, and then start rubbing the lotion into his bum and crotch, really paying attention to his little bum hole, his really hard erection, and his nice soft balls.

As I stroked Tyson's bum hole, he hunched his back up and made a sound that made my dick go even harder still and start pulsing even more than it had been. I do not know what it was about that sound, but it made me even hotter than I was already feeling, yet I knew it was not a sound of any sort of discomfort.

And then Tyson had his orgasm, and as soon as he started, so did I. We both slumped down, me crashing to my knees and resting my head right in Tyson's sweet baby lotion smelling crotch. As I finally came down, this is the smell that assailed my senses first and foremost, though I can still smell pee and the smell of boy there too. I admit I inhaled deeply.

I got back up, my knees are shaking like never before, I still feel light headed, I still feel great. Tyson does not appear to have come down yet though. I start creaming his entire diaper area, and though he is still every bit as hard, I do not think that he is ready to cum again quite so soon.

I finally pull up and tape closed Tyson's fresh diaper, and then go and lay down on the bed beside him. I do not know why, but when Tyson came down, and then looked to me, I had the strongest urge to reach in and kiss him, and I am not talking the kind of kiss that I give to Daddy and Dusty, no, more like the kisses you sometimes see on TV, the ones that look super gross, only now, I am thinking of doing just that to Tyson.

He smiles softly as he sees me and whispers, “Thanks.”

I say nothing, but Tyson gets out of bed, and gets into place to change my diaper as well. Just as he is reaching in for my tapes, I lay my hand on his, and guide his hands to rubbing my soggy diapered hardness as well. I have done this hundreds of times to myself, maybe more, and it has always felt amazing, but now it feels even more so than ever before.

I stop guiding his hands, but Tyson keeps on going, though I too do not let go for at least another full minute. As soon as I pull my hands away, he reaches in and pulls away my tapes and pulls down the front of my soggy diaper. He too giggled as I popped up, and because I am watching everything, I too giggle, because it looked funny even to me again. He pulls out my diaper, cleans me up, and then slips a fresh diaper under my baby bum.

With lotion applied to his shaking hand, Tyson reaches in and starts applying it to me lovingly, he is massaging everything that I have, and it feels so good. Then he starts stroking my bum hole like I did to him, and now I know why he made the sounds and motions he did, because I just did as well.

Now, I have stroked my little hole before as well, it always felt so amazing, however, having Tyson do so feels at least a couple to a few million times better than that even. I last maybe three seconds longer and then explode. I have never felt an orgasm so strong before, and I know that I was out of it for at least a good couple to a few minutes, because by the time I am down, I know that Tyson is laying on the bed beside me, I am well and thickly diapered, and I feel great. I look over to him, and have that strong urge to lean in and kiss him again.

This time I listen to that urge and lean forward just a little, and as I do so, Tyson also leans in, and as our lips press together, our eyes close.

Never have I felt something so right before, kissing Tyson makes my entire body tingle like never before, stronger than an orgasm, yet different, more powerful in some ways, less so in others. For several minutes we kiss, and though we do slip our tongues into each others mouths, it is soft and gentle, not like the mad kissing you see in movies.

Finally we break apart, and we both sigh.

“Wow, that was amazing.” I say.

“Yeah, it was, but we shouldn't have done that.”

“Yes, we should've, and we should more in the future as well.”

Tyson said nothing to this.

“Would you like to sleep with me tonight?”

“I better not.”

“Okay, if you ever wanna, my bed is your bed.”

“Thanks.” He whispered again. “Can I look at your books please?”

“Sure, come on.” I said and led him to my bookshelf.

I have a lot, Daddy has more, and Tyson picked one and smiled, saying it was by far his favorite series as well, the Percy Jackson series, he picked book one of series one. I myself am on book three of series two, again, because I have already read the entire series twice before, but Daddy has already read it five times he says.

“Good choice.” I say, and tell him what book I am on and how many times I have already read it.

“Thanks. Well, I think I better go lay down and read. Thanks, um, for everything today, I really mean it, I think that this' been the best day of my life.”

“You're welcome, and I'm glad.”

Tyson scampered through our joint bathroom and to his bedroom, and I see him launch himself onto his bed, and so I do the same and start reading. Once it is bedtime, Daddy comes in and tells me so, tucks me in, gives me my kisses goodnight, and then turns off the light before heading over to Tyson, to do the same for him.

I have a great sleep, as I usually do, Daddy says I have always been a great sleeper, and once asleep, rarely anything ever wakes me. I do not recall ever having had a dream in my life, though Daddy says I do dream, just that I do not remember it. Daddy even says that I have never waken up with a bad dream, and nor do I ever remember having one. I am glad, because Matty sometimes has the worst dreams possible he says, and that sometimes he will wake up screaming. Not that his useless mother ever cares, she just yells at him to shut up, usually saying many other things along with it, and never tries to help him any at all. He has never had one of those dreams while he has spent the night with me though. Personally I think his mother is the cause of his bad dreams.

Just as I am about to throw off my blankets and crawl out of bed, I see Tyson coming through our bathroom. He is so good looking in just his super soggy diaper, and he is super soggy too, maybe even more so than I am and usually am. As soon as he sees that I am awake, he smiles as well. I throw off my blanket and show off my diaper as well, and Tyson looks appreciatively.

“Wow, you're sure soggy this morning.” He says.

“Mmmhmm, gloriously soggy, and so are you I see.”

“Yeah, these diapers sure are the greatest, they hold way better 'an my Pullups ever did, I would've leaked tonnes for sure wearing one of them. It still feels like I could pee a bit more in this one and still not leak.”

“You probably could, and I'm glad you like our nice thick baby diapers.”

“Mmmhmm. How'd you sleep?” He asked.

“I slept great, how 'bout you?”

“Great as well. That bed's super comfortable, and because I didn't leak, I wasn't cold and uncomfortable all night. I don't even remember falling asleep or dreaming at all. I feel so good this morning.”

“Good, and I can see something else that wants to feel even better yet!” I say, because I can see that he is every bit as hard as I am this morning.

“Yeah, would you mind, we needta change anyway?”

“I'd love to, except we're gonna be going swimming anyway. We start every morning by swimming, so there's no point in getting outta these awesome soggy diapers 'til we need to, and then I'd be happy to help out with your little problem.” I grin.

“Oh, okay, but I'm so hard it hurts, and well, I don't know how to swim, remember.”

“I remember, don't worry, you'll be just fine. And as an added bonus, if you don't drown, maybe I'll make you have two baby boygasms as I put your nice thick baby diaper on.”

“Oh, now that only made me harder, but you got yourself a deal.” He smiles brightly, with only the ever so slight hint of a blush.

“Good. Come on, let's go get some breakfast, and then go swimming.”

“I thought you weren't supposed to eat and then go swimming, 'cause it causes cramps or something.”

“Nope, Daddy says that's an old wives tale, whatever that means, says that cramps are caused because of not stretching properly and at least a hundred other things, but not eating. We don't eat lots anyway, so it won't matter.”

“Oh, okay.”

I climbed out of bed and grabbed hold of Tyson's hand and led him to the kitchen. Daddy is already there, he too in his super soggy night diaper, reading the morning news on his tablet and drinking a cup of tea. Dusty has yet to arrive, but I could hear him in his room, so I am certain he will be out soon. I go to Daddy and give him his hugs and kisses good morning, and as usual, he checks my soggy bum.

“Mornin' Baby, feels like you enjoyed your baby diaper lots and lots last night again!”

“Mmmhmm, and it looks like you did too.”

“Of course, who wouldn't right.”

“Those silly people who don't like diapers. Ha, boneheads.”

“Exactly. Come here Tyson, you don't get to skip hugs and kisses good morning either.” Daddy says, and Tyson shuffles over, already blushing.

Daddy wraps him up in a nice tight hug, squeezes and pats his baby diapered bum, just the same as he did for me, and then as he pushed him away, he kissed him on the forehead.

“And you too seem to have enjoyed your baby diaper lots and lots last night.”

“Yeah, I did, it was real nice getting to sleep comfortably all night long and not be cold and uncomfortable.”

“Good, glad to hear it. You boys grab some cereal and tea and sit down and eat, I'll go get the beast.”

Daddy hopped up before we even moved and went to Dusty's bedroom to tell him to come for breakfast as well. By the time we were finished pouring our cereal, Daddy and Dusty were back, so Dusty came and did the same thing. I just poured all three of us a mug of tea and took them all to the table.

“I've never had tea.” Tyson said.

“You'll like it.”

“I thought kids weren't supposed to have caffeine.”

“Another old wives tale, there's nothing wrong with it.” I said smartly.

Tyson looked to Daddy and he nodded and motioned for him to give it a try, and so he did, and his eyes lit up, showing that he likes it.

“Wow, that is good.” Tyson said, and then took another sip.

“Yeah, we love our tea here, just sip it nice and slow, savour it.” Daddy said.

“Mmmhmm, okay.”

We did eat our cereal and drink our tea, none of us saying too much, until we are all finished. We clean up our mess, and then lead Tyson to the pool house.

“Um, where's my shorts.”

“They're probably in your bedroom, but we swim naked here, remember, and you can too if you'd like. You're gonna haveta get used to us swimming naked at any rate, and we've all already seen you in a super soggy baby diaper, so naked can't possibly be any worse.” I pointed out.

“Besides, I don't know if you noticed or not, but we didn't exactly buy you swim shorts.” Daddy said.

“Oh, right.” He blushed huge.

“Oh, and Daddy, Tyson can't swim, so we needta get a life jacket for him, where'd you put them?”

“Just in the storage room. You go grab one.”

“Okay.” I said and headed there.

By the time I made it back, Daddy and Dusty are already naked, and Tyson is blushing, trying his hardest not to look at them, but failing rather miserably.

“Here you go, this should fit you. Daddy and Dusty, why don't you hop in and stop torturing Tyson.” I smiled, because I know what they are doing.

“Okay.” Daddy said and led Dusty to the pool and jumped in.

“Here you go Baby, let's get you into your life jacket, and then I want you to let me take off your soggy baby diaper. If you let me do that, I'll let you take off mine, and then after swimming, assuming you don't drown, we'll play some more, okay.”

“But....” He whispers.

“It's okay, I promise.”

“But, I'm hard.”

“So, Daddy gets hard sometimes, and you saw that Dusty was, and I know you did, 'cause you were staring at him most of all, and I'm rock hard seeing you standing here in your super soggy baby diaper and pushing it out in the front like you are. Trust me, Daddy and Dusty already know you're hard too, and they won't say anything or care.”

“But.....” He whispers even more softly this time.

“It's okay.” I whisper right into his ear, kissing it tenderly while there, and he sighed.

“Okay.” He relents.

I reach down and release the tapes from his diaper and let the weight take it off him. He is now standing in front of me, naked and hard. Tyson then reaches down and releases the tapes on my soggy diaper and he too allows weight and gravity to pull it off of me, and now we are standing face to face, mere centimeters from each other, both our erections pointing at each other, very nearly touching as well, and we both look down. I am still blocking the view of the pool, so while I am certain that Daddy and Dusty can tell that Tyson is also naked, they will not be able to actually see him yet.

“There you go, that's not so hard, now is it.” I giggled, as I reach down and lightly flick his hot little erection.

“Oh god, don't do that, I almost exploded there.”

“No, we don't want that yet, now do we. Now, let me put your life jacket on, and then we can go teach you how to swim.”

“Okay.” He said fearfully.

I did not say anything, just grabbed the life jacket and put it on him. Fortunately we have good life jackets that do not have the crotch strap, otherwise they would be highly uncomfortable to us nude swimmers.

“There you go Baby, now to the pool, and don't be afraid to show off all that you have, and it's showing so very nicely right now too.”

I do not know why, but the urge to hit my knees and suck him like crazy is really strong this morning. I know Daddy told me that gay boys often like to suck each others penises, and some girls like to suck boys' penises, but it had sounded so wrong then, now, mmmm, not so much. Just thinking about it made me even harder than I already was, and I did not think that that was even possible.

Instead, I turned and led Tyson to the pool, grabbing his hand once more as we went. We went down the stairs into the shallow end, the nice warm water coming up to just about our chests as we enter fully.

“There you go.” I say. “How does it feel?”

“Wrong.”

“Yet it's so right.” Daddy says and Dusty and I nod our agreement. “You look good Tyson, you have nothing at all to be ashamed of, you already have a mighty fine looking young erection, it's a good size for your age, almost exactly the same size as Mica in fact, and he's probably just a touch over average for his age group.”

“You mean it?”

“Of course I do. I wouldn't tell you otherwise. Yesterday, when I told you the rules, the rule of lying applies to me just as much as it does to you boys, I never lie. If there's something I can't or shouldn't tell you, I'll say so or say nothing. No, at ten years old, having an eleven to eleven and a half centimeter long erection, and what appears to be three to maybe even four centimeters around, I'd say that you're gonna grow to be a very well endowed man.”

“Those are the ones Daddy likes, lots of meat between the legs.” I giggled, Tyson blushed.

“Well yeah, one likes to feel full.” Daddy grinned.

I know what he is talking about, and Dusty might even have a good idea, but I doubt that Tyson knows at all. I admit that when Daddy told me all about anal sex, I thought it sounded nasty and painful, but the longer I am around Tyson, the more I dream about feeling him filling me up.

“Daddy, can Tyson and I skip the exercises for today, so that I can teach him how to swim?”

“I don't see any reason why not. Dusty, you're with me then.” And they headed to the deep end.

“What do you mean exercises?” Tyson asked after watching their bared backsides retreating.

“Just that, we do exercises in the pool every morning. Sometimes we just swim, other times we do water aerobics, but we do something every morning. Since we'll be in the shallow end mostly, they'll probably do water aerobics in the deep end.”

“Oh, and Dusty can swim out there all by himself?”

“Sure can. He swims great, hasn't even needed a life jacket for almost a year, though he still wore one in the deep end 'til about six months ago.”

“Wow, and I'm double his age and can't swim at all.”

“Yeah, but you've never even been in a pool you said, so how would you know. It's not something that you just automatically do, you haveta learn it.”

“I know.”

For the entire hour that Daddy and Dusty worked in the deep end, I taught Tyson everything I know about swimming. Once he had become more comfortable, I had him take his life jacket off and start learning to swim without relying on it to keep him floating. I had taught him everything about how to swim with it on though, since that is a lot easier. It had probably taken more time to teach him how to just relax than anything else though. He had still been so tense it was not even funny. Finally, when Daddy said we had done enough, I felt that Tyson would be able to swim almost well enough without a life jacket from now on, but we would keep it nearby for a bit, so that he could learn in the deep end with it, because that can be especially scary for new swimmers, at least in the shallow end all you have to do is stand up.

“Okay Boys, shower, dry, diaper, play.” Daddy called out.

“Okay.” We all said.

We hit the showers in the pool house, then grabbed a towel and dried off before heading into our bedrooms. Tyson and I went right to mine, and I encouraged him to lay down first. Tyson is already hard again by the time we made it to my bedroom, ah, who am I kidding, so am I.

“Tyson, I wanna try something different, close your eyes, I think you're gonna like this.”

“O...Okay, what?”

“Ssh, just close your eyes Baby and enjoy.”

He did so automatically, and I leaned in and started licking his entire erection and ball sack. The moan and sigh that escaped Tyson almost made me have my baby boygasm, and I had not even started sucking him yet.

I licked and toyed with everything that Tyson has for at least a couple minutes, before zeroing in on my target and sucking Tyson in, and I took everything he has, including his balls, and started sucking and humming, and oh man, this feels so good, so right, but if the new moans and sighs that Tyson is making mean anything, I think he agrees at least a thousand times more.

I am not even sure that Tyson lasted twenty seconds before cumming, but I did not when he did, which kind of surprises me. I did not stop though, I am enjoying making Tyson make the sounds that he is making too much, he feels too good inside my mouth, something like this definitely should not feel this good, it cannot be right, but if it is not, then I definitely want to be wrong. Maybe a minute later, and Tyson cums again, only this time I do too.

Still I do not stop, I cannot stop, I have no idea what has come over me, it feels like I am finally doing what I was made to do. As such, I happily suck Tyson until he cums once again, and this time I pull off when he comes down, because his dick is going soft.

It takes a full three minutes or more for him to come down, and in that time, I have more than enough time to lotion, cream, and diaper up the boy I definitely want for my boyfriend.

“Oh my god, you sucked my peepee.” He sighed deeper still when he finally came down.

“Yeah, felt so wrong and oh so very right at the same time. When Daddy told me that people like to do that, I thought it sounded nasty, now I definitely don't think that.”

“He told you about that?”

“Yep.”

“Wow, that felt so amazing, I never dreamed anything could feel that good.”

“I'm glad. I'm still super hard, could you rub me while diapering me again please?”

“Oh no, I definitely wanna suck you too.”

“You mean it?” I asked happily.

“Oh yeah, I just gotta try it, even though it sounds, like you said, nasty, but it sounds even more right.”

“Mmmhmm.”

We traded places, and Tyson dove right in and started licking me. His fingers had felt amazing the day before, but his tongue feels heavenly. He is licking all that I have, even that tickly little spot underneath my balls, just before my hole, and it feels so much better than I ever dreamed possible.

And then I think I entered heaven. Tyson just sucked in my balls and dick, and is sucking and humming on me, same as I did for him, and now I know why he made those sounds. Then I came.

Tyson did not stop though, and by the time I came down again, I think I was already at least half way to my next orgasm, and then that too slammed into me only a minute later, and I am pretty sure I passed out, or, at the very least, zoned out fully.

When I came down and came too, Tyson still had me in his mouth, just tenderly tickling everything with his tongue, but I can feel that I am now soft in his mouth. He is watching me, and I guess as soon as he saw that I am down, he pulled off and diapered me up nice and snug, giving me every bit as much lotion and cream as I gave to him. It was at least a full minute after taping me up that I was able to say anything.

“Wow, that was utterly amazing. I think I wanna do that more often.”

“Mmmhmm, me too. Sucking you was every bit as good as you sucking me.”

“I agree.”

“And so it should be.” Daddy said from my open bedroom door.

“Oh, shoot, we didn't close the bedroom door.” I said, and I think I actually blushed as much as Tyson is again.

“Yeah, and you gave Dusty a hell of a show too, not that he doesn't already wanna try it anyway, but he was totally spying on you, and when I came to see why he wasn't coming back with his diaper, because I didn't have any left in my room, I totally caught him watching you, stroking his little erection. I just grabbed his shoulders, turned him around, and swatted his bum. You boys went for more than long enough that I still had more than enough time to diaper us both, and then come back to see you finish.”

“Oh god Daddy, I'm so sorry, Dusty shouldn't have seen that.”

“It's okay, he knew anyway, and besides, I think he likes sucking himself.”

“Really, he does.”

“Yes, you know how flexible he is, and I caught him just as he finished before, so I'm not certain, but I'm pretty sure.” He grinned.

“Wow, wish I were that flexible.”

“Hell, every guy does, but then, if we could suck our own dicks, we'd probably never leave our rooms, so it's probably for the best that most can't.” He laughed.

“Oh man, that's so true.” I laughed, even Tyson laughed too, even though he had blushed even more than I had from Daddy having caught us.

To tell you the truth, having Dusty watch us does not bother me near as much as Daddy catching us, but I suppose it is only fair, I caught him stroking himself one night, but I did not watch, I promise, well, for very long anyway.

“Yeah. Come on, you boys don't haveta be spending all your time in the bedroom, and nor should you. In the future, please remember to close your bedroom doors, and don't forget the connector door to your bathrooms, 'cause you know as well as I do that if Dusty encounters one closed door, he's gonna try for another that's open. I've told him he shouldn't be spying, but I'm sure I don't haveta tell you how curious he is, and you haveta admit, you would've been no better at his age had you witnessed such a thing.”

“For sure.” I said, even Tyson nodded just a little. “We'll try and remember to close the doors though Daddy.”

We did get up and follow Daddy, and when we made it to the living room, where Dusty was waiting for us, he smiled brightly at us. I could see that he wanted to ask so many questions, but I suppose Daddy probably answered most of them for him already, but still I am certain he wants to ask us how it felt.

“So, what should we do now boys?”

“Well, we went shopping yesterday, so we don't needta do that, we played in the games room for a while last night, so we shouldn't do that, and we usually only watch a movie once or twice a week and we did that last night too, so we probably shouldn't do that either.” I said.

“Yes, yes, I know what we shouldn't do bonehead, I asked what we should do.” Daddy mock sighed with exasperation.

“Ugh, me sorry, skull too thick.” I grunted out, all caveman like.

“Ha, don't I know it.” Daddy laughed, then hugged me.

“I actually have no idea Daddy. If it were nice outside, I'd say let's go out and play, but it's raining, and it's starting to get colder.”

“Yeah, though riding horses yesterday was nice, but they had to keep us warm a bit. I suppose it's nice that we live where we do, the temperature is fairly mild, even for being late November. Anyway, neither here nor there, and we still haven't figured out what to do.”

“Could we go play mini golf Daddy?” Dusty asked.

“I suppose we could, but then that means you probably also wanna try and spend all my hard earned money in the arcade?”

“Yep.” Dusty grinned brightly.

“Yeah, thought so. I suppose we could do that though, we haven't gone in ages anyway. You boys go get dressed and ready to go, and then we'll head out.”

We all excitedly headed to our bedrooms to get dressed and ready to go. Once I had the clothes that I wanted, I skipped from my bedroom, through the bathroom, and to Tyson's room. The door was open, and he was still in only his diaper too, having only just got his clothes.

“Oh, hi, I was gonna come over to your room.” He smiled.

“Yeah, I thought we could dress each other.”

“Yeah, I'd like that.”

We put each others diaper shirts and socks onto each other first, and then our pants, and finally our over shirts. As soon as we were ready to go, we headed out and got our shoes and coats on. Daddy and Dusty were just getting there to do the same things just as we came out, so as soon as Tyson and I were done, we were ready to go, and so we headed to the garage and hopped in the car.

It is a half an hour drive to the games centre, and we talked happily all the way there. I had not expected Tyson to have been there before, and he confirmed that, saying that he had always wanted to go, but of course never had any way to do so in the past.

As soon as we arrived, Daddy got us all the cards that we would need, and then we headed to the golf area. This place has a few courses to choose from, so we let Tyson pick, and he chose the one I always prefer, whereas Dusty and Daddy actually prefer the other one that is inside better.

Considering that Tyson had never done anything of the sort before, we thought it prudent to teach him what to do and how to do so, so, for almost half an hour, we stayed on the first hole, teaching Tyson everything he needed to know first. If someone entered the course, we allowed them to play through, explaining of course what it is we are doing.

Finally we started our game, and we all had a lot of fun. Tyson is probably every bit as good as Dusty is, but they both had a great time. Daddy is pretty good, of course, and I do not so bad for myself, just not great yet, but that is okay too, I still have fun.

When we finished, Daddy tallied the score, and Tyson and Dusty were tied for third place, then me, then Daddy in first place as usual. We gave our putters back, and then we headed to the arcade area. Daddy said that he would go with Dusty, while Tyson and I could feel free to roam around, but of course do not leave the building under any circumstances. We each have about twenty dollars left on our cards, so that is a lot of games and fun to be had.

I took Tyson to the pinball machines first, told him to test his skills on those, and I did as well. Now, Daddy is really good on these, but I can never seem to last for very long. Tyson seems to be even worse than me, at least for a while. Before too long, we head to some of the other games. We tried a shooting game together, and then a driving game, and even an amazing world war two battle flight simulator machine, where we got to go head to head, it was a lot of fun. We did not even hit the ticket generating machines before our cards ran out of money. That is okay, Dusty likes to try and get all sorts of points toward the toys and whatnot, but I rarely see the point in doing so, there is nothing ever that I like or want anyway.

We headed to the little kiddie area, where Daddy usually is with Dusty, and we found them. I told Daddy that we are out of money on our cards, I knew not to ask for more, he never lets us get more, twenty dollars, plus the cost of the golf, each, no extra, since that is more than enough money to spend. At least we usually get a few hours worth of fun for our money. Daddy said that Dusty just has a few more minutes left himself, and then they too would be ready to go. Daddy usually just plays the point machines and collects points for Dusty, since he always likes to collect them, and those machines are close to the kiddie area, gee, I wonder why.

As soon as they were done, Daddy took our cards and put them back into his wallet for next time. Clearly we had had to get one more for Tyson, but that is okay. Dusty did not even bother checking the points on his card this time, I think he said last time that he is trying to save up for the RC helicopter that they had the last time, so he will have to collect for a long time.

“So, what are we gonna do now Daddy?” I asked as soon as we hopped in the car.

“I think we'll go get lunch somewhere, and then I know a few baby boys who'll very likely need a soggy bum change soon afterward.”

“Yeah, like you won't be just as soggy.”

“I was including myself in that, don't you worry.”

“Yeah, you probably were.” I had to laugh. Daddy calls himself a baby just as much as he calls us babies.

“So, yeah, after lunch, we'll head to the mall and look around, and once we all need a change, we'll hit the family washroom there and change.”

“Okay. Where are we going for lunch?”

“Not a clue, but we'll figure it out.” Daddy said, and then we debated it.

Daddy does not allow junk food, says it is not good for you at the best of times, so when we go to a restaurant, it is usually to the smaller family owned restaurants where they typically do everything from scratch. There are only about ten of them in our city, and I think we know them all. We decided on pasta and salad, so hit one of our favorite places and had a really good lunch. As soon as we were done there, we headed to the mall.

Not even half an hour after arriving to the mall, we all decided that we were getting pretty soggy, so we headed to the washroom, and Daddy changed us all. Tyson blushed and stuttered, but he did finally lay down and allowed Daddy to change him. He did not mind watching as Daddy changed Dusty and Me, nor especially when he changed himself, even though I offered to do so. We spent only another half an hour or so wandering around the mall, checking things out, though we did not buy anything.

For the rest of the afternoon and the evening, we pretty much stayed around the house, playing and having fun. Tyson still did not consent to sleep with me, but we did give each other another amazing diaper change before bed, this time with our hands again as we rubbed the lotion and cream in.