Tom and Tony made it back to Tony's place pretty early. They knew that the plane would not be landing for a couple more hours, and then it would take roughly two hours to get home, what with getting out of the airport, and then the drive home. What they did in the meantime though was to play around a bit. They had not had the chance to really be close much lately, so they were going to take the chance while they had it.
When they walked in the door to the house, and then locked it behind them, they locked into a passionate embrace, kissing each other deeply, tenderly, lovingly. Their age difference was nearly as extreme as their size difference, so Tom found it easier to just pick Tony up and hold him while they kissed.
Without a word, Tom set Tony down on the ground, and they walked hand in hand to Tony's room. When they got there, they slowly stripped their boyfriend of all their clothes, a lot of petting happening while they did so. Tom picked Tony up and laid him on the bed once they were both totally naked, and then starting at his feet, Tom licked and sucked his way up, kissing and caressing as well. Tom reached the very sensitive inner part of the thigh, right next to Tony's still small, but growing balls, and he really licked and sucked there, driving Tony insane with lust. Once Tom left a nice mark there, he started back on the other foot and slowly worked his way back up to the same place on the other thigh. Tom found that the backs of Tony's knees were also very sensitive, and his dick would vibrate like mad when Tom licked there, so a large amount of time was spent in this location as well. With matching hickies on the insides of both of Tony's thighs, Tom moved his way up, but skipped by Tony's aching erection, much to the poor boys dismay.
Poor Tony was whimpering and groaning from the feelings Tom was sending through his entire body, he was not sure just how much more of this exquisite torture he was going to be able to take, but there was no way he wanted it to stop either.
Tom spent a little time working on Tony's cute little outtie belly button, but that made Tony laugh more than anything, so Tom moved upwards. Reaching Tony's sensitive, and also already hard nipples, Tom spent a long time on those. Licking and really sucking hard, making them even more sensitive than they had already been, thus causing Tony to whimper and moan even more. Then somewhere Tom or Tony had never thought to go, it was just on a whim that Tom went there at all, straight to Tony's armpits.
Now normally Tony had extremely ticklish armpits, and he even started to laugh a little at first, but then the incredible sensations hit. Within a minute Tony was moaning and panting even louder than he had been before, and that's saying a lot. Tom was really going to work, licking, kissing, sucking, he was giving Tony's bare and tasty armpits the full treatment. When Tom moved away to inspect his handy work, he smiled to see that Tony did in fact have a large hicky right in his armpit.
Still with a smile on his face, and Tony still panting loudly, Tom headed for the other arm pit. Tony nearly begged for Tom to not do it again, but it was too late for that, Tom's face was already buried in there, and Tony was now completely powerless to stop it from happening. Ten gloriously, excruciatingly, long minutes for Tony, Tom worked his tender and bare armpit, and when Tom finally pulled away, he smiled again from the hickey he left.
Moving up still further yet, Tom worked on Tony's neck, but was careful not to leave any marks there. Twelve year olds might have a hard time explaining love bites to their teachers, and they would recognize one immediately. Before Tony could even register what had happened, Tom had flipped Tony over, so that the young boy was now laying on his front. This time starting at the top, Tom worked his way downwards. Starting at Tony's neck, then slowly moving his way down his boyfriends incredibly shaped back, skipping his bum, and getting his legs, once again paying special attention to the sensitive area behind Tony's knees. Throughout all this, Tony had been humping his bed, grinding his erection into the blanket below, and he was getting seriously close, and Tom could tell.
'This would not do though.' Thought Tom.
Quickly he raised Tony's hips up so that his face was still down, but his butt was now up. Tony tried to reach his hand down to give himself the release he wanted, but Tom just smacked his hand away. Without a word still, Tony knew that he was not to touch himself, that it would be taken care of for him. He was fit to burst, and he knew that he would not be able to take much more anyways, but he listened to the non verbal request.
Tom slowly caressed Tony's soft firm cheeks, enjoying the feeling of them. Then without hardly thinking of it, Tom's face moved in. Sucking firmly on first one cheek, and then the next, Tom left two nice big hickies, marking even more of his territory as it were. Now moving towards the center, towards the ultimate prize, Tom spread the cheeks guarding the treasure within, and he licked. From the bottom of Tony's balls, right to the top of his crack, Tom licked. It did not taste bad at all like Tom figured it would, in fact it was quite intoxicating.
Moving back in for another swipe, Tom moved from the top down, and then back again. Tony must have really liked this as well, because he was damn near wailing out his pleasure now. His cries and groans getting quite loud. Concentrating only on the hole now, Tom really started to tongue it, working up lots of spit and depositing it right on the puckered lips of Tony's very nice and tight hole.
Tony was crying out in ecstasy now, Tom was really making him get very close, and he knew that it was not going to be too long before he spontaneously exploded with nothing touching his dick at all. When Tom penetrated the young virgin hole with his tongue, and slid in as far as he could, Tony very nearly passed out from the sensory overload, and he had to hold his orgasm with every fiber of his being, because he knew that Tom wanted to have him in his mouth for that.
Tom tongued Tony's hole deep inside for almost five minutes, but then he felt something happening, Tony's hole was starting to spasm erratically, and he knew his boyfriend was about to explode. Reaching up Tom pinched the base of Tony's cock and stopped all movement, but did not extricate his tongue, not just yet. He was enjoying himself just a little too much.
Tony cried out at having his orgasm stopped like that, he was so close, he wanted to explode, and Tom was torturing him. It was the absolute best torture that Tony had ever heard of, but still, it was killing him. When Tom felt that the danger had passed, he let go of Tony's dick, and continued his tongue action. Working in and out rapidly now, his tongue getting tired, Tom had to soon give up, no matter how much either of them was enjoying this.
Tom pulled his tongue out, flipped Tony back onto his back, stuck his right middle finger into his mouth and got it real wet, and then engulfed Tony's small sack as his finger penetrated Tony's little bum. Tony squealed even louder yet. The dual assault on him was getting to be way too much to handle, his entire body was quaking now, he was moaning non stop, and his dick was so hard that it was actually bright purple. When Tom let Tony's balls drop and went for the main attraction, he quickly inserted a second finger inside Tony.
Tony gasped at first from the intrusion, it had been slightly painful, but his bliss quickly overrode any pain, and caused his mind to nearly melt. With two fingers now buried deep inside him, and stroking his little prostate, as well as Tom sucking and licking his aching erection, Tony exploded. No warning at all, just exploded. And to Tom's sheer amazement and delight, three small lets of watery sperm exploded into his mouth as well. It was heavenly, the taste, the texture, Tom wished he could savor it for forever and a day, but eventually he had to swallow it down.
Tony had screamed out his immense pleasure, and right away he knew something was different, way back in the back of his mind, he felt his cum shooting, but with his sex dazed mind, he had no real idea what was different. The result of such a massive orgasm though, was that Tony completely and totally passed out. Still panting in his sleep, the biggest grin plastered on his sweaty face that Tom had ever had the pleasure of witnessing, and his dick now totally soft, Tony slept.
“Wow, that was hot.” Tom whispered.
With a large smile on his face, Tom climbed out of bed and grabbed two diapers and went back and diapered his baby, and then laid down and diapered himself. He then headed to the kitchen, grabbed two bottles of warmed milk, and went back up and laid down next to Tony. Gently he slipped the nipple of the bottle in between Tony's lips, and in his sleep, he drank. Tom had to hold both the bottles, but within only a few minutes, both their bottles were dry.
It was almost an hour before Tony started coming to, and it took almost ten minutes before he actually came awake. The first thing he saw when he opened his eyes though, was the warm smiling face of the boy he loved with all his heart.
“I love you.” Tony whispered and reached in for a tender kiss.
“I love you too.” Tom whispered back and kissed Tony back.
“That was way intense what you did to me. I still feel weak, and I know from the clock I had to have slept an hour.”
“Yeah, almost an hour, and shooting your first load of sweet cum always takes a little out of you.” Tom smiled more warmly still.
“No way, I really shot, and in your mouth like you had hoped for?”
“Oh yes way, and it was so good, I could have savored it for an eternity. It was three tiny little sprays, and it was pretty watery, but man was it sweet.”
“I knew it felt different. I want to suck you now, but we have to hurry, my parents will be here soon.”
“Okay. I'd love to have you take your time on me, but you're right.” Tom smiled.
Tony rolled over and onto Tom and started kissing him tenderly, a lot of love pouring out his young body. As they kissed, Tony was grinding their diapered crotches together, and it was making them both hot and bothered. Only a few minutes later Tony started moving down. He did take a few minutes to stop at all of Tom's sensitive places and pay homage to them, really getting Tom worked up.
When Tony reached Tom's tented diaper, he fished in the left leg hole and worked Tom's hard dick out, and then stuck his other hand in the other side and started fondling Tom's nuts, as he started licking and sucking Tom's dick.
Tom was moaning and groaning lowly from the attention that Tony was giving to his body. While Tony was not working too quickly to bring off his boyfriend, he was also not working slowly. He had a nice rhythm happening, and Tom could already feel the cum boiling in his balls, aching for the release he so sought. With a deep growl from deep within, Tom came, hard and fast, almost choking Tony with the sheer power of it. Tom had been very close earlier when he was sucking Tony, but he let the orgasmic bliss fade away when Tony had passed out, knowing full well Tony would be upset at having a treat wasted so uselessly. So with having a massive orgasm build up slowly earlier and then forcing it back, and then getting worked on so well by Tony, it caused Tom to have his best cum to date. The volume was also almost too much for Tony, he had to swallow before he wanted to in order to not let any of the precious seed seep out of his mouth. When Tom finally collapsed, and the flow ebbed, Tony slowly pulled off of Tom's wilting dick, being careful not to let any of the treat he was saving in his mouth fall. He then worked his way up Tom's still heaving body until they were face to face and they kissed. Deeply they shared the cum kiss, both enjoying it a great deal. Tony could not wait until Tom was able to share a cum kiss with him as well, but he knew that it was neither of their fault that he did not get to on the first ejaculation of his life.
“Thank you, that's much better.” Tom sighed out a few minutes later when he came down.
“You're very welcome baby.” Tony said, reaching down and tucking Tom back into his diaper and rearranging him properly, then made sure that the diaper was still attached properly.
“We better go to the bathroom and run a cloth over ourselves, you look like you've been having sex all day, and I probably look the same.” Tom smiled.
“Yeah, you look very sexy like that, but I think only I should be able to see you like that.”
“Same here.” Tom said and rolled out of bed and extended his hand.
They headed to the bathroom and Tony grabbed a cloth. He quickly got it wet with some nice warm water, and began to wash his baby down lightly, just taking off the sheen of sweat that had built up. Tom did the same thing for Tony, and then they rubbed some baby lotion onto each other to make them smell even better yet. They then went and made sure that everything was prepared for Tony's parents' arrival. Tom decided that he would leave soon after they got home, but he was going to stay until they did so.
“Mommy, daddy, how was your trip?” Tony asked brightly when they walked in the door. He flung himself into his daddies arms, and Dieter barely managed to catch him. Both Denise and Dieter had wide smiles on their faces as well from the wonderful greeting that they received.
“Our trip was great, but coming home to that greeting, was even better. How are you, and how did you like your week by yourself?” Denise asked.
“If it hadn't been for school and everything else keeping me busy, it would have driven me nuts being home all alone all the time. I'm really glad you guys had a good time, you look so much more relaxed than I ever remember you looking.”
“Sometimes having time to yourself is nice, but just as long as it doesn't last too long, because then you do start to get bored. And thanks to you, we are far more relaxed and happier than we've ever been. We talked a lot about the past, the present, and the future while we were away, and we realized a few things. We realized that while we were alive, we were not living. We were working our asses off, trying to forget the past, but you cannot escape the past, for the past is what decides your future. We realized that the way we had been living, we can no longer do. It helped us to forget our past, burying ourselves so deeply in our work and focusing only on that, but it never let us live in the present. Sure we made a huge nest egg for the future, in fact, if we wanted to, we could retire right now and never have to work again, and then you could live the same, and probably your kids too. So again, while we were building for the future, we were not living for today. Do you know that we went to a carnival for the first time, went on fair rides for the first time, we did so many things on this trip that every kid loves doing, that we have never once done. Our childhood was ripped away from us, but that doesn't mean that we have to forget about it. And we have you to thank for that, you are, without a doubt, the very best thing to have come out of our horrible pasts.” Dieter said stoically, not even crying this time at all.
“I'm proud of you daddy, and you too mommy, you needed to go out and do a few of those things you missed as a child, and I'm glad you did it. Now, I know your trip must have been long, and I bet your diapers are nearly soaked through, so let's go get my babies changed and dressed into some nice comfy footed jammies.” Tony smiled warmly at his parents.
“Yes daddy.” They both smiled warmly and each took one of his hands as he led them to their room. Tom followed behind, and helped Tony to change his parents.
As Tony had suspected, they were both soaked, nearly to the saturation point, and one more wetting probably would have had them leaking all over the place. They were cleaned, creamed, and powdered liberally, and then put into a double thick diaper, Tony having to show Tom just how to do it, and then they were both put into matching boy and girl babyish sleepers. They were the most babyish ones they had.
“There you go babies, all nice and thickly diapered, just like little babies should be. Why don't you two go into the living room and play with your toys and watch cartoons, and I'll bring you two a bottle each.”
“Otay.” They both said in baby voices.
Tom and Tony smiled at the use of the baby tone and word and headed to Tony's room. Tom had to get going, but he had to get dressed first, because he was just in a diaper. It was not really wet yet, only one wetting in it, so there was little point in changing it, so Tom just threw on his pants and shirt, kissed Tony goodbye, and headed home.
Even though it was Saturday night, Tom and Tony figured that Tony needed to be with his parents alone for the week, so Tom said he would just go home. He could have gone back to AJ's for the night, but he didn't really want to. He wanted to go home, cuddle up to Ted, and just talk for hours like they used to. Ever since Tony and he had become boyfriends, he had not sat and just talked with Ted all that much, and he was missing it a great deal.
“Hi everyone, I'm home.” Tom called out when he walked in the door.
“Hello, we're in the kitchen.” Deanna called out.
“We weren't expecting you home, what's up?” Carter asked when Tom met them all in the kitchen.
“Nothing much. Didn't feel like going back to AJ's place for the night, just wanted to come home and relax. Tony figured that for this week it should be him and his parents alone, and I agreed with him, so came home.”
“Oh, okay. How are they after their trip?” Ted asked.
“They look a hundred percent better, so much more relaxed, and happy too. They healed a lot already in the short time since they told Tony all about them, it's really amazing. AJ has been helping a lot there though. Tony tells us all everything of course, it's his only release from the frustration and anger he feels towards what happened to them, and AJ is always telling him really useful things. We all do, but AJ is so much more insightful than we are. We all sit and talk a lot about everything though, and AJ always has good thoughts for us when we need them.”
“We're glad to hear that, and we're happy that you have such a good friend in AJ, he's a really nice boy.” Carter said.
“Yeah, he is.” Tom smiled warmly.
“Hey Tom, you wanna go lay down and talk for a bit?” Ted asked.
“Sure.” Tom smiled, thinking Ted had read his thoughts. When they made it to Tom's room, they both stripped down, Ted naked, and Tom to his diaper, and then they laid down on Tom's bed, Tom laying his head on Ted's chest and throwing his arm over it, Ted hugging his arm over Tom's back lovingly.
“So what's on your mind kiddo? You look troubled about something.”
“Oh, it's nothing much. Just a lot of different things really. How did you know I wanted to come home and lay down and talk?”
“Just a look you always give when you want to, and I could see that you were deep in thought about things. So what all did you want to talk about?”
“Oh! Well first of all, I think that if we were allowed to right now, I'd ask Tony to marry me, I love him so much.”
“That's very nice. You're both a little young to be thinking about that just yet, but in not all that any years, you could definitely do that. We can all tell that you and Tony really love each other a great deal, but you have to remember that you are still young, and sometimes people change, and they drift apart. This is especially true in young people. Now, I think you two are very strong, and your love for each other is very deep, so I don't foresee that, but you have to realize that it could happen.” Ted said very softly, reaching up and playing with Tom's hair gently.
“I know, and that's what worries me the most, what if Tony did drift away from me, I don't know what I'd do. I don't think he will either though, and I know I won't, but you ever know right.”
“That's right. Landon and I have been together a long time now, longer than you have been alive, and we were still teens when we got together, just not quite as young as you guys are. It took us a lot longer to reach in our relationship where you guys are now, we were both very hesitant at first, not really sure where to go and what to do. It was very difficult back then to be gay, not nearly so easy as it is now, although it's still hard. So neither one of us really wanted to admit it too much, even though we both knew the other was gay. It was over a month before we gave each other a hand, four before we used our mouths, and almost a year before we made love to each other for the first time. One good thing about going through all that though, was that it made us stronger. That same strength is in both of you too though, so I think you'll last just fine.”
“Thanks. I came really close to making love to Tony today, and I would have too if he had have asked me to, but he had his first wet cum and passed out. In a way I'm kinda glad, but I think it'll be very soon.”
“Wow, he's pretty young, and I bet it was really sweet if you got to taste it.”
“Yeah, he is, and man was it ever, it was way better than mine is. I was sucking him at the time, and it almost surprised me. I could have savored it for life.” Tom sighed.
“I bet. So why do you think that you and he might soon go into the realms of anal sex?”
“Well when I was playing with him I started rimming him and got my tongue buried right inside him. Then when I turned him over to start sucking on his balls, I stuck a finger in. He started going crazy from this. Then when I started sucking his dick, I stuck another finger in, and he was really loving it. And that's when he came. If he had have held on any longer, he would have told me to enter him, I'm sure of it, but I'm afraid.”
“You don't want to hurt him, but know that while in the act, you won't have the power to stop yourself right?”
“Yeah, something along those lines.”
“All you can do is let your big head keep most of the control, and when he does ask, then do everything that you can to prepare him properly. And I know that you know all this already, but no matter how much prep work, and no matter how much lube, Tony's first time is likely to be painful. He will probably cry, but it will feel so good at the same time, so all you can do is stop and let him get used to your size. You're getting quite big, he's still pretty small, so when you enter, it will hurt. No matter what though, unless Tony asks you to, do not take it out once it's in, it actually helps, and just stop until he relaxes.”
“Thanks. I know you've told me all this before, and so have the others, but I just don't want to hurt him any at all, I love him too much to hurt him.”
“If you love him as much as I know you do, when he's ready for it and asks, you will do it. You will prepare him for as long as necessary, and you will be very gentle. I know that, and so do both of you. Your first time will be incredible though, I know it.”
“Thanks Ted. I love you a whole lot too, you know that right?”
“Yes, I do, and I love you too. So what else is on your mind?”
“Nothing much really, just happy for Tony and his parents. They really are starting to get better, I can see it in their eyes, not so cold and distant looking anymore. They're not totally filled with love yet, but it's twinkling in the background, ready to come forward as soon as the anger and fear are destroyed.”
“I'm glad for that, Tony deserves to have a loving family, and they deserve to have that and Tony as well. They will still have a long hard road ahead of them, and there will probably be some setbacks, but I think they'll be just fine.”
“Yeah, I think they'll be just fine too.”
“So, are you excited about Tony eventually making love to you too?”
“Oh yeah. I can't wait. I know that it might even hurt just a little bit for me, but that's okay for me, I know it'll feel really good.” Tom sighed.
“Yeah, that it will. Anal sex is possibly the most incredible thing you will ever feel. It feels so good that some guys crave it, and almost go into withdrawal without it. I should know, I'm one of them, I'm totally hooked.” Ted grinned.
“Oh yeah, why else would anyone put up with the pain. I mean now for us there is next to no pain at all, but it is still uncomfortable at first insertion, unless we very well prepare each other first, but most of the time we don't. We usually just lube up and slip in now, maybe finger each other a bit during foreplay, but never that much. When you know that something is going to feel so good, that you almost even crave the pain it takes to get there, you can put up with a great deal.”
“You're making me want to go to Tony's and beg him to make love to me right now.” Tom chuckled.
“I doubt you'd have to beg him any, he wants it as badly as you do, but he's holding off because he feels he should, and you both should. Save it for a special night, when it can just be the two of you, when it can be very loving and special, when you can spend an entire hour just loving your baby, and then when you finally do slip into each other, it is a true climax to a beautiful thing. Sure, you could go and fuck like bunny rabbits, and that can be fun too, but it's far nicer to make love to each other, especially for your first time.”
“That does sound very nice, and I wouldn't want it any other way either. You guys sometimes just have sex for the fun of it?”
“Oh yeah. Most of the time we're very caring and loving, gentle and soft, we really truly make love to each other. Sometimes though, our animal lust just gets the better of us and we fuck like wild animals. We don't get to do that too often any more with a baby in the house, and of course having you down the hall too. Wouldn't want to scar you after all, but yeah wild sex feels great sometimes. Once you two have spent enough time loving each other, I suggest you give it a try, don't be afraid to get a little rowdy, have a little fun, really let loose and go for it.” Ted grinned widely.
“I'll have to remember that. So how are your swimmers coming along anyways, getting anywhere with them yet? I haven't even asked about them since you started.”
“No problem, why would you worry about girls after all.” Ted smirked. “They're doing not too bad actually. They are trying really hard, and are all happy that they now have someone with some semblance of a clue as to what they're doing. Their old coach barely even knew how to swim herself, so she really had no right being there at all. I doubt very seriously though that there is a fraction of the available talent there that there is on you boys' team though. Most of them are good enough in their own right, but just don't have the drive or the will power. A few of them though have taken a personal affront to the boys team so repeatedly showing them up, so they are working really hard and embarrassing the rest of the team. Problem is that there is no real team there, most of them don't even like each other at all, and a few of them are real bitches, think they're all that.”
“And that last part is one good reason to be gay. I can't understand how boys find those types of girls attractive. Sure, they may be pretty and all, but they think they are gods gift to men or something, and that any man would want them, they are so stuck up and arrogant it's sickening. Not to mention I've seen killer attack dogs with nicer personalities than some of the girls on your team. I feel sorry for you some days.”
“I've really put most of them in their place now, and they know that they cannot use their charms on me to get them whatever they want. A few even tried hitting on me, how disgusting, and I politely told them that I am openly gay, that my partner and I have an adopted daughter, and they had no hope of using their looks to disarm me. I've started getting really hard on them and making them push themselves, really working them. The few I told you about are doing better, and more than a few have quit now, but the rest are just plain hopeless. The funny thing is that the girls who really are trying, are the girls that are quite nice and would actually make nice girlfriends, even if they aren't the prettiest girls in the school.”
“Good for you. Maybe you should have been teaching the girls all along, 'cause to tell you quite honestly, you were not nearly hard enough on us guys.” Tom grinned.
“I know, for some reason it is easier to be tough on the girls, but then most of them just rub me the wrong way anyways. And no you little perv, I don't mean like that, although that would really be the wrong way too.” Ted grinned.
“I wasn't going to say anything, honest.” Tom grinned. “So anyways, you don't like most of them, so you don't feel bad pushing them, cool.”
“No, a few of them I like just fine, the others though, not so much. Nor do I respect them. I just find it easier is all. Maybe it's because I don't find them attractive at all. I mean I never had sexual thoughts for any of the boys on your old team, nor any boys for that matter, but damn, you have to admit so many of them were gorgeous, even if they didn't think so.”
“At the time I wouldn't have agreed with you, but looking back, definitely yeah, they were hot.” Tom admitted freely.
“It's really too bad that you hadn't admitted to yourself a lot sooner. There were so many boys in there ripe for the picking, you could have had yourself some prime pieces of ass as soon as you joined the team had you wanted to. Look at yourself, you're gorgeous, easily the best looking boy on your old team, and pretty damn high up there on your new team, and I know I'm biased, but it's true. All the boys in there looked at you from the time you entered, and every one of the gay boys was thinking of ways to get you into bed, until you talked. I'm talking, you could have had a different boy every night of the week.” Ted teased.
“And you call me a perv. As for getting all the ass I wanted, honestly, even if I had have admitted to myself a long time ago that I was gay, I don't think I would have wanted sex then. I think I would have wanted the love first.”
“Good, glad to hear that as well, but I was teasing you. You're about as frivolous as I am. I have had sex with exactly one partner my entire life, and we're still together, and plan to be for as many years as our bodies have a breath left in them.”
“I hope Tony and I are the same, I think we are. I feel like forever when I'm near him, and I miss him as much, or more than I miss you when we're apart.” Tom sighed.
“I know how you feel.” Ted sighed out as well. They stopped talking then and just laid there and continued to cuddle for a long time, until they were called for dinner. They had not fallen asleep, but they were so relaxed from tickling each other softly, that they nearly were.
“Here's your bottles mommy and daddy. I made them special for you, chocolate.” Tony smiled and passed out two bottles, but kept the third for himself. They all curled up on the couch and cuddled together and watched the cartoon that was playing, and drank their bottles.
After they finished their bottles, they all got up and played for a while, just like toddlers, all three of them, just playing with toys and having fun. Tony stopped playing a while later to make dinner for them all, fed his parents theirs, and then ate his. For the rest of the evening, before they all called it a night, they played hide and seek in the darkening house, using flashlights. Something that every kid should experience at least a few times in their lives, but none of them ever had. They had even more fun than they thought possible, and fell into a laughing heap in the middle of the living room floor, holding each other lovingly.
Dieter and Denise did not need diaper changes before bed, their outer diapers having not even started getting wet, so Tony tucked them into bed, giving them kisses and hugs, and wishing them sweet dreams. He then headed to bed himself, cleaning himself up and putting on a fresh diaper.
For the rest of the week Tony kept his parents busy, playing all sorts of games, and doing all sorts of arts and crafts and other fun things. The only time he left the house was to go buy supplies or groceries, while his parents stayed home. Not once did either of Tony's parents stay out of their diapers for more than the few minutes a day it took for them to have a bowel movement or a shower, and most of the time they were in either just their diaper, or a diaper and a sleeper. A few times they were allowed to get dressed into their childish clothes they had, and they looked adorable, but they preferred just their diapers.
Tom did come over each afternoon after school as well, and he spent usually a couple hours there helping to baby Denise and Dieter. He played and did crafts with them as well, and he had a great time too when he came over.
The only time that Tony had spoken to anyone else that entire week, other than when he went to a store, was Friday evening. AJ called and told Tony to come over the next day some time. Tony hoped that it was for the reason he wanted it to be for, and he agreed readily enough of course, and Tom said that he would come over in the morning some time, and they could go together.
“Good morning guys.” AJ said when Tom and Tony came in the next morning, just as training was finishing up for the day.
“Hi everyone. So AJ, you wanted to see me?”
“Yes, and I'm sure you know what for. Let us get showered and dried off, and then we can go talk in the living room.”
“Cool, sure!” Tony said happily.
“So, I finished reading and editing what you wrote. It was very well written, first of all, and while there were some mistakes, there really was not that many, no surprise there though. I did edit a few scenes though to lessen the goriness of it, while still keeping the true feel as to what happened. If it does get published, you don't want to disturb too many people. Any changes like that I highlighted and left the original part intact so that you could see what and where I changed. I think that if you send it in to a publisher, that you have an excellent chance of actually having it published. Now your best chance of getting it published will be with a smaller company, they usually don't care as much about what they publish, as long as it's good. They don't mind going outside the norm a bit, and as luck has it, there is just such a place in the city, so only an hour away, and you have an appointment to see someone next Saturday, and Max has already agreed to take us all there.”
“Really, wow. You really think it's good enough though?”
“The publishing place seems to think so. I sent it to them last weekend and I got the answer back yesterday, and they want to meet you. They want to see any final edits that you come up with, but it looks like you could be a published author very soon.”
“Why didn't you tell me last weekend then?”
“First of all, you had more important things to worry about at the time, and second, I wanted to get the preliminary things out of the way so that you didn't chicken out at the last minute, and decide not to try and publish it.” AJ smiled warmly.
“Oh, I suppose you're right, I might have. I would have done it to protect my parents though, and even when it does get published, how are we going to shield them?”
“I talked that over with the guy yesterday, and he said we can put it under a pen name, and you already used false names in the story anyways, so the pen name can just have the same last name as the characters, because you are their son after all.”
“Thanks AJ, you're making this really easy on me.” Tony smiled warmly.
“Hey, what are friends for.”
“Can I borrow your computer for a few minutes so that I can see the changes you made. If I like them, then we'll just leave them and send the final copy in today.”
“Sure. Go ahead, you know where it is.”
Tony headed to AJ's bedroom alone and spent the next hour going through the changes, and he liked them. And like AJ had said, they did not take away from the story, but did lessen the sheer brutality a little, yet still allowed you to get the feel of it. Tony saved the final copy, after deleting the old parts, and went to find the others, and found them just finishing up the last touches of making lunch.
“Ah, perfect timing, go ahead and sit down, lunch is served.” JJ said when Tony walked in.
“So, what did you think?” AJ asked.
“I made all the suggested changes and saved it, so you can send it back in now if you'd like. Thank you so much for doing this for me AJ, I owe you big time.”
“You owe me nothing. Your friendship is all I need, and I already have that.”
“Well thanks anyways.”
“You're very welcome.”
“You ready for this?” Max asked Tony when they got out of the truck at the publishers office the following week. AJ, JJ, TJ, Ricky, Tom, Tony, and Max had driven out first thing Saturday morning, training of course being canceled for the day.
“I think so, but I'm really nervous. Glad I'm wearing a diaper, that's for sure.”
“I bet. Well, shall we go in then?” JJ asked.
“Hello, I'm Randy, and I run this place. I wasn't expecting so many of you to come in today, so we'll go to the boardroom instead, so follow me please.” Randy said when he greeted everyone after being called by his secretary.
“Thanks Randy. I wasn't expecting the owner to be doing all the work.” Max said.
AJ tell you?”
“No, I didn't feel it was important. I knew that this was a fairly small business, so you would probably handle a good portion of the day to day operations.” AJ shrugged.
“Actually, I don't do this very often at all anymore, but in the case of this, I wanted to be the one to handle it. You see, when my guy came in here with the book for me to read, saying it was our first number one, I took it and I read it. I told him that I was taking over on it. You see, while this is more brutal than I had it, I had much the same upbringing. I was rescued far younger though, and the man who rescued me was my first real lover, and he saved me in more ways than one. So I feel personally attached to this as well.”
“Have you never thought about writing it all out for the world to read?” Tony asked.
“I have, a million times, and I've even started it some of those times too, but I just couldn't do it. Instead now, I will publish this for you Tony. You boys also did an excellent job of editing the story, so my people will have next to no work to do for that, just getting it down to page sizes will be about all they have to do. There will of course be a final edit to catch anything we all missed, but somehow I don't think they'll find much at all. Today is mostly just a meet and greet, and to tell you that we will be publishing it, but before too much time passes, I will have to get your parents signatures Tony. Because they are your parents, and who the book is about, they have to sign it over. Was there anything that you wanted to stipulate at all before we move onto that phase?”
“Yes, there are a couple things at least that I'd like to go over. First and foremost has to be a strict confidentiality agreement amongst anyone who sees my real name. I tell a lot about my parents in there that they would not wish to get out, so no one must ever find out my real name. Second is that I will be using a false name.”
“The confidentiality agreement is already in place. None of our people are allowed to disclose any information that they might come across here, and as I'm sure you saw, I keep security very tight here, because I take my clients security very serious. Many writers do not want their real information out there, so I assure you, this will be no problem at all. As for a false name, nearly three quarters of the writers names are false, so again, no big deal.”
“Good, glad to hear it. Now, money. How much will the book make do you figure?”
“Impossible to say, to tell you the truth. Only time can tell that. It's really very dark and brutal, but it's a true story, and many people really like those. I will give you the breakdown of what you will earn for every book sold though, and trust me, if you sell a million copies, you will not have to worry about money for a very long time.”
“Actually, I didn't do this for the money, and I don't even really want it. When everything is signed for, half of the money is to be donated directly to the children's hospital, and the rest is for us.”
“Oh, well that's very generous of you.” Randy said in a little shock.
“My parents have more than enough money, so we're good there, and the kids need it more than we do. The only reason I am keeping half is because I do want some of the money if it sells, and everyone here thinks it would not be a good idea to donate all the money.” Tony shrugged, because he had been thinking eighty percent to the hospital.
“Okay then. So anyways, I was hoping to come and see your parents soon to get everything signed for, so that we can get this going as soon as possible. When do you think would be a good time? I will come to you this time though.”
“Probably next Saturday would be the best, and that way I can guarantee that they will be home.”
“I'm okay with that, I work almost every Saturday anyways.”
“Great, let's say about one then?”
“Perfect.” Randy said and they all stood up and shook hands with each other.
“You did very well in there Tony.” Max said to Tony on the way out to the truck, pulling him into a sideways hug.
“Yeah.” Everyone chimed in.
“Thanks guys. I've had a week to go over what I wanted to say.” Tony grinned.
“Good thinking. Well let's go for lunch, my treat.” Max said, and what teen boy could refuse such an offer.
They headed to a nearby restaurant that smelled as if it had really good food, and they went in and ate a good lunch. Everyone talked excitedly over Tony's up and coming book deal. It was all but assuredly his, all he needed was for his parents to sign off on it as well. When Max dropped him off at home that very afternoon, he gathered his parents up and told them all about what he had done.
“So, I want you guys to sign off on this please. We don't need the money any, but half of the book earnings will go to the children's hospital, and the other half to us. Randy seems to think it will be a very good seller, but don't worry, I made sure that no names are real. I wanted to protect you guys.”
“Tony, I really didn't want to have our story published, but if you're certain that our names will never come out, then I will do it, under one condition.” Dieter said quietly.
“I would never publish our names on this story, there is too much in there that is too personal. What's the condition?”
“That all the money that is made from the book is yours, and yours only. We don't need it at all, and you are the one who really wrote it.”
“I agree with your father Tony, and I too will sign it if you keep all the money for yourself.”
“Okay, but I don't really need it either though.”
“Sure you do. You can put a lot of it into savings accounts for when you are older, that way you will never have to worry about money. Mind you, we won't live for forever, so anything we have will of course naturally be yours, but hopefully it is many happy years before that happens.” Denise said with a warm smile on her face.
“I hope so too mommy.”
“You wanna know something Tony?”
“Well you've been so good to us, given us all your attention and made us feel truly loved, and we've really loved it. I just realized something though, you never had any of that yourself, so today and tomorrow it is your turn to be babied by us. The first thing I want to do is give my baby a bath.” Denise said lovingly.
“You don't have to do that mommy, I'm just so happy being able to help you guys out.” Tony said, a happy tear rolling down his cheek.
“I know, but we really want to do this for you now.” Denise said.
Tony didn't say anything, he just put his arms up, the universal language of children asking to be picked up and carried. Denise picked Tony up and carried him to the bathroom, her hand under his padded bum. She sat him on the counter and started the bath water, putting in some of the bubble bath that Tony had bought for them. While the bath was filling up, Denise lifted Tony off the counter and sat him down on his own feet and then proceeded to undress him lovingly.
“My my, my little baby sure is wet.” Denise chuckled as she revealed Tony's quite soaked diaper.
“Yes mommy, I peepee'd lots in my diaper like a little baby.” Tony smiled.
“Yes, I see that. Well let's get this soaked diaper off my little baby and get him into nice warm bath.”
Denise removed Tony's diaper and left it on the ground, and then lifted him up and into the bathtub . Tony laid down and just let his mom do all the work while he played with the few tub toys that were in there for his parents. Slowly and gently Denise washed her baby boy, starting at his cute little feet, and working her way up his body. Even though Tony did get hard while she washed his groin, and pulled back his foreskin to clean his head properly, Tony didn't get at all embarrassed. He had seen his parents in all sorts of embarrassing situations, and they never once showed their embarrassment, so neither should he. It took half an hour for Denise to wash Tony down totally, including his hair, and when she was done, she pulled the plug and then started the hand shower to rinse Tony off as the tub drained.
Denise lifted Tony out of the tub and stood him on the toilet seat so that he was easier to dry off. She started with his hair and got it well dried, and then worked her way down, getting him nice and dry. She then wrapped another dry towel around him, and carried Tony into his bedroom, where his daddy was waiting for them. After setting Tony down on the bed, Denise left the room, and left Tony in Dieter's capable hands.
“Did my baby boy enjoy his bath?”
“Yes daddy, but I have to pee, so you better cover me with something.” Tony smiled.
Dieter just nodded and smiled and unwrapped his son from the towel, and then slid a prepared diaper under him, and then proceeded to put a very generous helping of diaper rash cream all over Tony's diaper area, then he sprinkled some powder on top of that, and finally pulled the diaper up and taped it tightly in place. Next another diaper was slipped underneath and taped into place. Dieter then grabbed the baby lotion and flipped Tony over onto his stomach and then proceeded to give Tony a very relaxing baby lotion massage. Tony had done this for both his parents, and they had really enjoyed it every time he had done it, and he enjoyed it just as much. Then again, Dieter enjoyed doing this for his baby just as much. Next came a brand new pair of very soft flannel footed pajamas. They were baby blue and had farm pictures all over them. They fit Tony perfectly, accentuating his diaper bulge beautifully.
“Where did you get these daddy, they feel really nice?”
“Same place who makes our clothes for us. None of this stuff you can just go and buy from a store, so we have to have it all custom made for us. We called in your measurements and had the lady make these for us, and she finished these and two others yesterday. I'm just glad that you like them.” Dieter smiled warmly.
“Oh daddy, I love them, thank you so much.” Tony said happily.
“You're welcome. Now I bet your mommy has a nice warm bottle ready for you, so come on.” Dieter said, putting out his arms to carry Tony. Tony hopped into his daddy's strong arms, and rest his head on his daddy's strong shoulder, and Dieter carried him to the living room. He sat down on the couch and positioned Tony so that he could feed his baby the bottle that Denise had passed to him. Tony was so relaxed with laying there cuddled up to his daddy, drinking a warm bottle of milk, and his daddy playing with his hair, that he fell asleep as soon as the bottle was empty. The three of them just laid back on the couch, and even Denise and Dieter dozed off for a while, all of them very relaxed and comfortable.
The three of them woke about an hour later and just stretched and luxuriated in the closeness they were all feeling.
“I love you mommy and daddy.”
“We love you too baby. And you know something, we actually know what that is now because of you. We know that we still have a lot of pain and anger inside us, we know that we are far from being totally healed. In fact we may never truly be healed, there are just too many pains in our past for that, but you have made us see and feel love again, and for that you deserve more than we could ever possibly give to you, because we thought we could never love again.” Denise whispered, tears of joy running down her cheeks.
“Yeah, what your mommy says is true. We know that we cannot ever forget the past, but you have at least healed us far more than we ever thought possible. We love you so much for what you have done for us.” Dieter said, happy tears also coming down his cheeks.
“I know you two still have a long way to go, and that sometimes it might be hard on all of us, but I am here for you to help you whenever you need it, for as long as you need my help. You are wrong about one thing though, I do not deserve anything more than your love, because that is what I have wanted my entire life, now I have it, and that's more than enough payment for me.”
No more words needed to be spoken, they had all said all they needed to say, so they cuddled up even closer yet, hugging tightly, and crying their love out, but getting rid of far more hatred and anger than they ever thought possible. It was well past dinner time by the time the three of them were really and truly cried out.
Feeling emotionally drained, none of them really wanted to cook dinner, so without even saying a word, Dieter grabbed the phone by the couch and called directory assistance, and asked for the closest pizza place to their house and got the number. He ordered them each a different small pizza, because all three of them liked different things, and for probably the very first time ever, they had pizza for dinner at home. Dieter and Denise couldn't even remember the last time that they had had pizza at all, probably long before they had ever gotten to the top in their business. And wouldn't you know it, but they realized just how much they had missed it.
The entire time that it took for Dieter to order their food, for it to arrive, and for them to eat, they still had not talked. No one felt the need to really talk now. After dinner though they all sat around on the living room floor playing with toys and talking about nothing, just as if they were kids.
Nate and Simon had arranged it for Nate to spend the weekend at Simon's house, so after school they both excitedly headed over there. Simon's moms were there to greet them with hugs and kisses, fresh chocolate chip cookies, and a tall glass of cold milk each, something both boys were all too happy to make disappear.
“Thanks mommies, that was great.” Simon said after the treat, giving them both another hug and kiss.
“No problem. Would you boys like us to take you upstairs and get you into diapers, or will you take care of that later?” Trish asked.
“We'll do it later mommy, we're gonna go downstairs and workout for a bit and play.” Simon smiled.
“Okay. I'm sure that a pair of your tights will fit Nate just about perfectly, you're not that far different in size, and they stretch.”
“I know, we were already planning on doing that mommy.” Simon smiled again and grabbed Nate's hand and virtually dragged him up the stairs.
When they got to Simon's room, Simon headed to his dresser and spent a few moments looking through the drawer he was in until he found exactly what he wanted. When he turned around he had two pairs of tights in his hand, both looked like a very soft cottony type material, they looked very small to Nate, who knew next to nothing about tights, and they were a soft pink in color.
“I knew I still had these somewhere. They don't really fit any more, they're a bit tight, but not too bad. They really stretch, so we should be fine.” Simon smiled shyly and started getting undressed. Nate followed suit only a few seconds later, and when he was completely naked, Simon tossed him his pair of tights. One other thing though, was that both boys were painfully hard.
shouldn't we wear underwear under these?”
“Well normally you would wear a groin protector, sort of like an athletes cup, but different, it supports you better, but we don't need them. You would find most underwear very uncomfortable under these, although with a bigger pair of tights, diapers are awesome. Watch how I put them on and follow my lead.” Simon instructed, and Nate just nodded his understanding.
Nate was not entirely certain of wearing pink tights, it was just a little too girlish, even for him, and he knew he was no where near boyish. He carefully watched how Simon put his tights on, and followed exactly. It took them a few minutes to skin the extremely tight fitting garment on, and when they were both fully installed and adjusted, the boys looked at each other.
“Wow, these are really weird. It almost doesn't feel like you're wearing anything does it, and they leave nothing at all to the imagination, do they?”
“That's why they're so great for doing dance and gymnastics, because you have full freedom of movement, and they stretch so much that you don't have to worry about them. We are almost at the very limits of these though, so if I were to put my legs behind my head, I would probably split the crotch. Your other observation though about leaving nothing to the imagination, well that's the other reason for the groin guard, it kinda hides you a bit so that no one can see your stuff down there, but here we don't have to worry.” Simon grinned.
about your moms?”
“Are you kidding, they see me naked and in diapers all the time, and in this or dresses, they won't even notice.” Simon smiled warmly.
“Oh, okay. Should we put shirts on then?”
“Nah, I never wear shirts for practicing in. My few dance recitals that I have been in I usually wear one, but sometimes I don't, I prefer the freedom. You'd think with how shy I used to be that I would not be able to go out in front of others and dance in just this, well and the cup, but I always could, I always just pretended I was at home.”
“You're still pretty shy, but you have gotten tonnes better already. So what are you gonna teach me then?”
“Well you said that you wouldn't mind trying to learn some ballet, so we can do that after we work out, and maybe we can do some gymnastics as well.”
“Okay, lead the way then.” Nate smiled and Simon nodded, and they clasped hands and walked downstairs.
“You boys should have taken care of those little baby boners before you came down, anyone could tell you're happy if they saw you like that.” Sandy teased the boys as they came down the stairs.
“Hey, I'm way bigger an a baby.” Nate pouted.
“Yes, we can see that too.” Trish giggled.
“Mommies, quit that, you always tell me that that's private and that I should do it when I'm alone.” Simon whined in embarrassment.
“Well we sorta figured with how you two are holding hands so cutely, that you were sorta boyfriends, and that you might take care of anything that pops up together, if you know what I mean.” Sandy said with a straight face.
“I don't know if we're boyfriends or not, but we really like each other, and we haven't even touched each others peepees yet.” Simon said simply.
“Oh, well then, carry on at your own pace then.” Trish smiled warmly.
The boys just continued down to the basement without saying another word.
“Man, those two can be so embarrassing at times.” Simon sighed when they made it downstairs finally.
“Be thankful, trust me. My parents never even talked to me, let alone in a friendly manner. They never teased me, they never joked with me, they just never talked to me. They were never abusive, because they would have been bad parents for that, and would not want their friends to find out, so they ignored me for the most part.” Nate said bitterly.
“I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that.” Simon said and wrapped his arms around Nate and hugged him.
They both stood there like that for a minute, their heads on each others shoulders, hugging each other tightly. They were so close together that both their little erections were touching each other through the very thin fabric. They both broke apart with a bit of a blush and wouldn't look at each other in the eye, they were both playing shy, and it was cute.
“I know you didn't mean it like that, by the way. It's just that I wish I had nice parents.”
“Well you have Jim and Ryley now, they may as well be your parents from what you've told me.”
“Yeah, and they are way better than my parents ever were.” Nate said brightly, and giving a warm smile. “Come on, show me how to dance, I didn't come here to be depressed!”
Simon grabbed Nate's hand and dragged him to the workout center first, on the way starting the music. Some nice fast paced music started up and they both stretched well and then got started. They worked out for almost an hour together, talking and laughing the whole time. When they finished a good long workout, Simon dragged Nate back to the dance floor and set him up where he wanted him, and then went and changed the music to some nice classical music.
“Okay, here's what you do. I will make a move, and then you follow it exactly, but in reverse. I will go slow and correct your stance as needed.”
“Okay. The floor is really slippery with these tights on though.” Nate pointed out. The tights were the footed style, and Simon forgot entirely about shoes.
“Oh sorry, sometimes I dance without shoes, because with the tights on it makes it really slippery, so I can do really good spins and stuff, but it's sorta dangerous. I have a few pairs of ballet slippers, and I'm sure one of them will fit you.”
Simon ran towards a cupboard and stopped about three or four meters away and slid the rest of the way, whipped open the cabinet and grabbed his slippers as well as another pair he thought might fit Nate. They were close to the same shoe size, plus or minus one point, Simon figured, so he grabbed three pairs for Nate. He came back and again stopped a few meters from Nate and slid the rest of the way and handed him the three pairs.
“Put them on and see how they fit, once you find a pair that fits, I'll show you how to tie them.”
“Why do you have so many pairs?”
“The closest store to here that carries ballet slippers is almost two hours away, so when moms have to go there, they buy a few pairs so that I'll grow into them. They hate going into the city, and the store is about as far downtown as you can get from here, so they don't go often, because they hate driving in the city. Plus I still have a few of my old pairs as well.”
“Oh, that makes sense I suppose. TJ was telling me about a shoe store owned by a gay guy that they all go to because it is the best place, maybe we should find out where it is and go there and see if he carries them, and if not, if he can get them. TJ said he's really great and will try and get almost anything you need.”
“Mommies would really like that, and they love finding places owned and run by gays or lesbians, they say keep it in the group as often as possible. Does he only carry boys shoes?”
“Yeah, boys and men. Apparently he says there are a hundred womens shoe stores in town already, he doesn't need to carry them as well, so he specializes in boys.”
“I'm gonna call TJ right now and see if he knows the name and address, maybe mommies can take us there tomorrow.” Simon said excitedly and grabbed the phone and called right away.
Simon ended up talking to JJ, because he was who just happened to answer the phone, so he asked him the question, figuring he would know for sure, and he did. Simon got the information and they hung up, then Simon went and showed Nate how to lace up his slippers.
“Okay, so just follow my lead now.” Simon said and for the next hour they danced.
Nate was surprised with just how hard ballet really was, all the moves, all the stretches, everything about it. It was about as hard as swimming was, and that was a surprise to him. One thing that Nate did notice, was that even though he was in amazing shape, he actually hurt some by the time they finished, because he was using so many new muscle groups in different ways.
“You wanna go do some gymnastics now?” Simon asked.
“Sure, but I think I'll just play around while you do your practice. I don't think I am going to be able to learn too much yet, and I'm getting a bit sore.”
“Okay. We can just go upstairs and play too.”
“No, that's okay. I really want to see you workout on that stuff, you're really good.”
“Thanks.” Simon blushed slightly and went and started working out.
For another hour Simon worked and Nate mostly just watched, but he did play around on a few things, and he did practice cartwheels and handsprings, as well as he even tried hand stands, but he could not keep his balance no matter how hard he tried.
“That was really cool Simon. You're really good at that.” Nate said when Simon completed his workout and walked over to where Nate was.
“Thanks. Should we go upstairs and get changed?”
“Sure.” Nate smiled and they shut everything down and headed upstairs.
“Good timing boys, I was just about to call you for dinner. Why don't you two go on upstairs and get yourselves diapered up, because I know you want to, and then come back and we can eat.” Trish said, coming out of the kitchen, just getting ready to call the boys up.
“Okay, thanks mommy.” Simon said brightly and practically dragged Nate up the stairs.
“Can you diaper me please?” Simon asked with a hint of a blush.
“Okay, if you diaper me too.”
Simon went and climbed up on the change table, but he was far too high for Nate to reach, so he had to climb back down and lay down on the floor. While he was getting down, Nate was grabbing all the needed supplies, for both of them, and set it down beside where Simon had laid down.
First thing he had to do was remove the tight sweaty tights, and it was no easy chore for someone who had never had to do this before. Simon did not offer any help, he figured that Nate would ask if he needed to, and besides, Nate was causing all sorts of pleasure in his young penis at the time. Finally Nate was able to completely remove the skimpy piece of clothing and then opened and slid a diaper under Simon's raised bum. Taking a generous scoop of the diaper ointment, Nate applied it to all of Simon's diaper area, paying special attention to his proud little erection. Simon gasped at the feeling of Nate practically playing with him, and shook and sighed a few minutes later as he had a nice dry orgasm. It was of course not his first, he had had many orgasms before, for he was no stranger to masturbation. Nate wiped his fingers off on the inside of the diaper, then pulled it up, and taped it in place.
“Thank you, that felt really good.” Simon sighed out a minute later, when he came down.
“You're welcome. You got the feeling really fast though, it usually takes me a long time before I get it.”
“Same here, but you made me feel extra good.” Simon grinned.
Simon got up and motioned for Nate to take his place, so he did. He had a shy smile on his face, because he knew that Simon would pay him back without having to ask. Simon though was a true expert at removing tights, so in only a few seconds, Simon had them off of Nate, before he really even realized it had happened. A nice thick diaper was placed under his bum, and then Simon grabbed a large scoop of the ointment as well and then started coating all of Nate's diaper area as well. Nate was of course painfully hard, and his little erection was waving around, it was pulsing so much, so when Simon grasped a hold of it with his index finger and his thumb, and started slowly pulling his foreskin down to apply cream to the tip of his dick, Nate groaned deeply. Once the cream was applied, Simon started stroking Nate just like Nate had done to him only a few minutes before. Nate started panting just as quickly and intensely as Simon had, and in just about the same amount of time, he too was squeaking in his immature orgasm.
“Wow, that was way better than when I do it to myself, thanks.” Nate gasped out a few moments later, well after Simon had his diaper secured.
“You're welcome, and now you know why I came so fast too, because you did too. Nate, can I ask you something?”
“Can I kiss you?”
“I'd really like that.”
Simon leaned down and they touched lips together with the lightest of touches, and softly kissed each other for just a few seconds. As much as they did not want to break the kiss, Trish was calling them down to dinner, so reluctantly they separated and walked downstairs, hand in hand.
“You two are positively glowing. Now either you gave each other a hand, or you kissed.” Sandy said proudly.
Both boys blushed at this. They didn't think that they had looked any different, but how could they know otherwise.
“Ah, I see, it was both. We'll talk more after dinner about this okay.” Trish said warmly.
They all sat down to eat, and they enjoyed the meal. It was really quiet. The boys were sort of embarrassed at having been figured out, and a bit scared about what the moms would tell them after dinner. The moms just let the boys have the time they needed to think. They could see both of them were embarrassed about them knowing, but after dinner was soon enough to talk about it. They all helped to clean up the dishes and then headed to the living room to talk.
As soon as they sat down, Sandy got started. “Now boys, I know you're embarrassed at having us know that you stroked each other and kissed each other, but you really shouldn't be. It's perfectly natural. You are both at an age where your bodies are starting to change, getting ready for the up and coming pubertal hell. Your penises are starting to grow nicely, and you well know the incredible joys that it can bring you when you play with it. All boys play, sometimes alone, but the lucky ones get to have friend to explore with. Now, we are almost certain that you are both gay, and will likely stay that way, and that's okay. I mean what kind of parents would we be if we said we insisted that you be straight, how hypocritical. Our philosophy is that if it feels good, do it. Life is too short to not enjoy every second of it that you can. As long as no one is forcing anyone else, you play safe, and ask questions when you need to, there is absolutely nothing wrong with it.”
“We did not ask you boys to talk tonight to tell you that you should stop and to not play, quite the opposite in fact. Play now, as often as you can while you can still have multiple orgasms back to back. As you get older your sex drive wears down, and the older you get, the slower it gets. Now of course I would hope that you would stay true to one partner, and not go and risk everything by going and sleeping with as many people as possible to get as much as you want, but that is your choice, and we will not tell you otherwise. All we can say is play safe.”
“Do either of you boys know anything about safe sex, about STD's, anything like that? I know you know a little bit Simon, because we never hold anything back from you, but if you boys have any questions at all, now is the time to ask.” Sandy asked.
“I know that safe sex means to have sex with only one partner, or to use protection if you change to someone else. I know that STD's are diseases that you get from having sex. You've told me all about masturbation, oral and anal sex, how to make it feel really good, and how to make your partner feel really good. Most you guys taught me, the rest I researched online.” Simon admitted. He and Nate both were very relieved that they were not in trouble at all, and in fact the moms were almost telling them to have sex as often as they wanted to.
“I know all about that stuff too. I went and did a lot of research online too, because I knew I was gay, so I wanted to know everything. Do we need to wear protection now though?”
“Well I seriously doubt that either of you has any diseases that can be communicated through sex, and I also doubt that there is a store anywhere that carries condoms for young boys such as yourselves, so as long as you only play with each other, you should be safe. It wouldn't hurt to go get tested though, because you never know. For all you know the time you helped a friend with a bloody nose, they could have had aids, and by getting some of his or her blood on you it could have infected you too. Now of course it's not normally that easy to catch a disease, but the risk is there. Even though I had never once had sex before Sandy and I got together, I went and got tested anyways, just to be sure. It's better to be safe than sorry. I can call our friendly doctor tonight and ask him to come over and get you both tested, and we may as well be tested at the same time. It's really good knowing a gay doctor and having him owe you a hundred or so favors.” Sandy grinned.
“You really think we should get tested for diseases?” Nate asked in shock.
“No, honestly I don't think that either of you is any danger, but like I said, better safe than sorry right.”
“How come your friend owes you so much?” Nate asked.
“Well, let's just say he got into a spot of trouble a few years back with a boy who said he was fourteen, even had the ID to prove it, but he wasn't fourteen. He was twelve. Now of course it is perfectly legal to have sexual relations with anyone fourteen and over, if it's completely consensual, so if the boy had have been fourteen, the doctor would not have had any problems. The boy was also not one of his patients, which would have been a no no, no matter what, so he did everything by the book, it's just the boy turned out to be only twelve. He was old enough looking, and the boy could cum buckets, so he thought nothing of it. I took it to court and got him off because the boy had shown him proof that he was fourteen, and it helped that I had the boys sworn testimony to back it all up, he testified that he had misled the doctor and would still very much like to continue their relationship. They did continue, however it had to be completely non sexual until he turned fourteen. The doctor got off with a slapped wrist, the boy is now sixteen and the happiest, and luckiest boy alive. The boys parents were of course furious at this, and kicked him out of the house, so they live together now. The judge was none too happy about that I'll tell you, and I enjoyed taking the parents to court for them.” Sandy grinned.
“Wow, that's cool. How old is the doctor?”
“He's probably almost forty, why do you ask?”
“Why would a twelve year old want to have sex with an old man?”
“Hey, he was about thirty five or so at the time, and that is not old young man, even if it seems ancient to you. I'll have you know he and I are about the same age.” Sandy said, grabbing Nate and bending him over her lap and playfully spanking his thickly diapered bum.
“Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean it like that.” Nate giggled and tried to escape.
“In answer to your question though, he said he wanted someone older, he wasn't interested in a boy his age, he wanted someone who knew how to touch a boy and to teach him. They really love each other, and although the doctor is a boy lover, I think they'll be together for a long time.”
“What's consensual and boy lover?” Nate asked.
“Consensual means that both parties agree to everything whole heartedly, and boy lover is just how it sounds. He's a man who loves younger boys. His preferred age range is about fourteen to eighteen, so he's more a teen lover, but there are boy lovers out there who like them even younger than that. There are a lot of them out there, and they are some of the nicest people around, they go out of their way to help boys, and almost none of them would ever ever start anything with a boy. And while their dreams may be of a sexual nature, they would never do that with a boy, because they feel it would be the ultimate betrayal of trust. Of course there are the sickos out there that claim to be boy lovers, when they're not. They are only out for one thing, and that's a hot young ass to fuck. I don't agree with that. Sex should be about love, first and foremost, and just doing it to get your rocks off, like some people do, is wrong, plain and simple.”
“Oh, okay, thanks. But what's the difference between just having sex and making love. I've heard AJ and the others talk about it, but I never hear it all?”
“Well sex just to get off is one sided. While it may technically feel good to both people, it really is only to make the one person feel good. Whereas making love to someone you love, it's a two way street. You both give and receive the pleasure, you both work to make the other feel as good as you possibly can. You two may still be a little young to understand love, it's a very complex and complicated emotion. You know you love your parents, but you don't really know why. You may even feel something for each other, and it might even be love, but at your ages, your brains just aren't really wired for love yet. Of course I could be wrong.”
“I had a friend in elementary school who had a girlfriend from the time of kindergarten, and she said that they were in love with each other. Back then of course it was a dangerous thing to profess, two girls loving each other, but everyone felt that what she meant was that they loved each other like best friends. By the time high school rolled around, they were still together. Of course by then they had learned that you shouldn't tell people that you were in love with a girl, but I was their best friend, so I knew. They knew about me too of course, and we are still all really good friends, I just wish we saw more of each other, they moved back east.” Sandy said wistfully.
“I have only met them two or three times myself, and even still I can see that they are in love with other.” Trish said.
“I'm not sure what love is. I've sorta never really felt it, but whenever I'm near Simon, I feel kinda lightheaded, and when he smiles it makes me happy. When we're apart, I can't stop thinking about when I'll get to see him next. I love to just sit and look at him, and it feels like we can read each others minds sometimes.” Nate admitted.
“I feel the same way.” Simon said happily.
“It sounds like you two just might be in love with each other, congratulations.” Trish said happily.
“And I bet another part of you reacts when you see each other, or think of each other right?” Sandy teased.
“Yeah.” Both boys blushed cutely, knowing exactly what she was referring to.
“It's okay, like I said, it's perfectly natural. Take your time, really learn each others bodies, use your hands to start with, just play with every part of your bodies, get to know each other, what makes the other feel really good, what doesn't. Find what really makes your boyfriend moan and sigh, and then when your ready, do the same thing with your mouths. I know you know what foreplay is Simon, but Nate, that is the best part of lovemaking, just using your hands or your mouth, or both when you're ready to, and just touch and caress your partners body until they are begging you to let them orgasm, and then play for a bit more. This is why making love is so much different and better than just plain sex. Sex can last for minutes, making love can last for hours.” Sandy said honestly.
“Wow, thank you so much for everything.” Nate said.
“No problem. Now, eventually, and I hope it's a long time from now, you boys will turn to each others bums for pleasure. Believe me when I say that your bums can make you feel incredible, when they are payed with correctly. Boys are lucky in that inside their bums they have a gland called the prostate, and when rubbed and stroked, it will make your entire body go insane with pleasure. However, if done incorrectly, playing with your bums can be very painful and dangerous. The muscles there can stretch an amazing amount, but the key is to go slowly, use plenty of lube, and get your boyfriend very worked up with foreplay first. When you boys decide to play in that manner, you will find a suitable lube in your bathroom, just tell me when you run out. You may also want to use it for masturbation, because a little lube really does help, especially seeing as how neither one of you will be able to produce your own natural lube yet.”
“What do you mean, natural lube?”
“Well your precum of course. It's the stuff that will seep out of your penis head when you're old enough to produce it, it comes out when you are turned on, and it's sole job is to lubricate your head to make it feel better. I have heard rumors that boys your age can in fact produce precum, but I don't think that it's true. I'm pretty sure that you will have to wait until the start of puberty to enjoy that, which will be in about three to five years for you boys.”
“I'm going to go call Steve right now and see if he can come over tonight. If not, I'll have him come by tomorrow.” Trish said, she felt that this was pretty much the end, at least for now, and it was, the boys were satisfied for now.
“Oh, speaking of tomorrow mommy! Nate says that TJ told him of a shoe store that carries shoes for boys only, and is owned by a gay guy, and he thinks that he might carry, or be able to get, ballet slippers for me. Can we go there tomorrow, I'd like to find out, I only have one more pair, and I'm almost out of the ones I'm in right now? Nate wore the next pair today, so if he comes and dances with me any more, he will need his own too. I would also like to get another pair of shoes, mine are getting too small again.”
“Of course baby, we can all go there tomorrow no problem. Nate, do you have swim training tomorrow?”
“No, the others are all taking the day off to go talk to a publisher tomorrow, and we all decided that we were going to take the weekend off.”
“Steve will be here in half an hour, and he said that he will bring all the stuff to give us all our checkups at the same time, plus he's going to bring his favorite nurse.” Trish said a few minutes later when she came in.
“Who's his favorite nurse?” Nate asked, everyone grinned.
“His boyfriend of course. His name is Zach by the way. He's not a real nurse, but he loves to play nurse when he comes here to give Simon his checkup, and he'll love you too.”
“Oh, so I guess we should go get changed then.” Nate said.
“No no, that won't be necessary. They are well aware of my love for diapers and are fine with it. They don't wear, at least not normally, but I hear they enjoy playing daddy and baby occasionally, and I bet they go through a lot of diapers when they do. Diapers with holes in the bums usually don't hold much apparently.” Simon giggled.
“Ah, Zach told you all about that did he?”
“Yeah, the last time he was here and he took me up to change my diaper.”
“I thought you were shy?” Nate asked, poking Simon in the side.
“With Zach it was different. I knew he was gay, and he was really nice to me, never treated me like some dumb kid, or worse yet, like some smart freak. He's really smart too, and we get along real well. He doesn't come over very often though, usually only when Steve has to come and examine one of us, or for a dinner party.”
“That's cool. At least you weren't totally shy with everyone.”
“I was still shy with him, but not as bad.”
They all sat around and talked for a few minutes longer, waiting for Steve and Zach to arrive. They didn't have to wait long. It was only fifteen minutes later that the two of them arrived. When they were shown in and the introductions were made, both smiled brightly at the two adorable diapered boys.
“You didn't tell me that Nate was just as gorgeous as Simon, if you had have, we would have been here sooner.” Steve said brightly.
“You made the drive in fifteen minutes, you live almost a twenty minute drive from us already. So how could you have gotten here any faster?” Sandy snickered.
“If there's a gorgeous boy involved, you'd be surprised at how fast I can drive.” Steve chuckled.
“He's not kidding.” Zach laughed.
“Yeah, but I always come back to you, because you're my baby, and I have not had sex with another boy since we got together, because I love only you.” Steve said lovingly.
“I know.” Zach said brightly.
“Well where are we going to do this, just in the living room like usual?” Steve asked.
“Yeah sure. Give the boys a quick checkup, and then get all of our blood for testing for the works please?” Trish asked.
“Do either of you boys need to go pee, because I would like to collect a urine sample?” Steve asked.
“I've been holding it until you got here.” Simon said.
“And I can go a bit.” Nate added.
“Zach, if you would, collect their samples please?” Steve asked with a sly smile.
“Since you've been holding it Simon, you're first. Lay down please?”
Simon laid down and Zach slowly removed Simon's already slightly wet diaper. Zach reached his hands down and took Simon's hands, and then pulled him up so that he was standing, and then taking a sample cup that Steve had passed to him, Zach stepped in behind Simon and grasped his hard little penis with one hand and held the sample cup underneath it with the other.
“You're too hard to pee, again. Every time we try to get pee from you, you're always hard.” Zach chuckled.
“You'd be hard too if someone was fondling your dick.” Simon said, and Zach started long stroking him, well as long as he could anyways, moving from the very base to the very tip, moving slowly.
“Be thankful that I don't do to you what Steve does to me sometimes. He'll stand behind me, just like I am to you right now, while I am trying to pee, and he will be holding me just like I'm holding you now. He usually has to stroke me just the same way so that I go down some after I cum. Anyways, just when I am cumming and feel that I can finally go pee, because usually by then I am bursting, he pinches my dick so that I can't pee, and then slips inside my ass, and that makes me hard all over again. He once did that to me for over an hour, letting me almost go pee, and then making me hard again and making me cum, and then not letting me pee. It finally got so bad that time that when I started cumming, I started peeing at the same time. It came out so suddenly and furiously, and because I was still pointing almost straight up, I totally peed on the ceiling, the wall, everything. It hurt like hell too I'll tell you. Never had I had a pee burn so bad in my life, but it was some relief.” Zach told his tale, slowly, just as slowly as he was stroking Simon's little member, amid Simon's soft moans of pleasure.
Nate was standing there, watching the whole scene, listening to the whole story, and his hand was buried inside his diaper. He thought it was all so very hot, and he knew he was going to get the feelings very quickly, and he knew that when Zach got around to getting his pee sample, that he would be hard again, and going through the same torture, slash pleasure.
“Wow, that's so hot.” Nate gasped out when Zach finished the story, and only a second later, Simon grunted in his final release, and only a second later his pee started flowing too.
“Thanks, it was really quite hot, but it took us over an hour to clean up the bathroom afterwards, but it was definitely worth it.” Steve grinned.
“Man, you really are a sick pervert aren't you? I knew I liked you for a reason.” Sandy laughed.
“Why thank you kind lady, I do believe that's the nicest thing you've ever said to me.” Steve bowed and the boys all giggled, well except Simon who was still coming down.
“Now, what have I told you about calling me a lady, calling me a lady is about as bad as me calling you a boring straight guy.” Sandy said sharply.
“I apologize, I will try and remember in the future.” Steve gave his most humble apologies, and everyone burst out laughing.
“I for one can attest to the fact that he is no boring straight guy. Man, some nights he wears even me out, and us teens are supposed to be insatiable.” Zach grinned.
“Miracles of modern medicine huh.” Trish asked.
“Hell no, someone as hot as Zach, he keeps me going all natural.”
“Hell some nights I want the Viagra to keep up.” Zach grinned.
“Oh quit it, we're evenly matched, and some nights I wear you out, and some nights you wear me out.” Steve chuckled.
“There we go Simon, all done. Go and sit down while I get Nate's sample, and Steve can get started on your blood work.”
“Okay, thanks Zach.” Simon said tiredly. They had had to just stay standing there for a few moments, Zach holding Simon standing up, because Simon would have fallen down otherwise. When he was ready, Zach let him go.
Now Nate had had his dry orgasm at almost the exact same time as Simon had, but he had been able to stay standing. Everyone had heard his little squeaks of pleasure as well. When motioned to do so, Nate laid down on the ground and Zach removed his diaper.
“Uh oh, some one's all red and swollen down here, and your still hard too. A horny little guy huh?”
“It means that you are sexually aroused, it means that your penis is all hard and wanting more attention, or just received some, in this case I believe both. It also means you really want to have sex.” Zach said gently as he helped Nate to stand up.
“Thanks.” Nate said as Zach stepped behind him and held the cup in place and took hold of his little erection and started stroking it.
For only five minutes Zach had had to play with Nate to get him to cum again, and almost as soon as the orgasmic contractions stopped, his pee started. He quickly filled the cup up and Zach had to hold Nate up for a few moments as well.
“There you go baby, all done. Go and sit down on the couch and Doctor Steve will take some blood from you too.
While Simon was getting his blood taken, he watched Nate be pleasured the same way he had been only a few minutes before, and then watched as Nate peed in the cup. For some strange reason this turned Simon on even more than he already was, and his hand, which had already been in his crotch rubbing, redoubled its efforts.
Only a few minutes later, both boys' blood was drawn, and they were laid down on the couch, one on either end, their feet touching, and Steve got started. He started on Simon first. Starting at Simon's feet first, he slowly worked his way up, feeling all his muscles and joints, checking his reflexes where possible. When he got to Simon's groin, he felt all around in there, as well as lubed up a finger.
“Now Simon, this will be my first time doing a prostate exam on you. Usually I start at the age of ten, but you're getting close enough, and from what your mommy tells me, becoming sexually active with your young boyfriend. I want you to lift your legs up and just relax. It might feel a little uncomfortable at first, but it shouldn't hurt at all.” Steve said gently.
Simon lifted his legs up and presented his little bum to his doctor, and Steve moved a lubed up finger into place. He circled the hole for a few moments to get the hole nicely lubed and relaxed, and then slipped his pinkie finger inside. Feeling around for a few moments, Simon groaning the whole time, he found the tiny little prostate, and poked and prodded it to make sure it was normal. Apparently it was very sensitive, because it only took two seconds of the prodding to cause Simon to go into another mind numbing orgasm.
“Wow, you are a sensitive little one, aren't you? Boy are you going to enjoy anal sex when you decide to move in that direction.”
“That felt really weird and good all at the same time.” Simon panted out.
“And it only feels better after a while.” Zach grinned.
“That it does.” Steve smiled.
Steve took a baby wipe from his pack and wiped his fingers off after extracting his hand, and then gently wiped Simon's little hole clean. He then started moving his way back up and felt all around his firm little tummy, and then all his ribs, listened to his heart and lungs, felt all around his neck and even a few places on his face. He then had Simon flip over and did the same thing down his back, starting at the neck. He felt his way down, feeling all the vertebrae and making sure that they were aligned properly, and listening to his heart and lungs from his back now.
Last but not least, Steve took out the things he needed to check Simon's eyes, ears, nose, and throat. He gave Simon the full treatment, and then stood up and smiled.
“Well Simon, you are in perfect health, same as always. Have you had any headaches, soreness, blurry vision, anything abnormal since the last time I saw you?”
“Nope, nothing at all.” Simon smiled.
“Good, glad to hear it. Now all I have to do is test your pee and blood and make sure there is nothing to be concerned with there. Aren't you glad I have my own lab and tech now, and I don't have to send all this in and give an explanation as to why I am testing a nine year old for STD's?” Steve grinned.
“I suppose it really does make it easier.” Sandy said happily.
“And tonnes faster too. I used to ask the lab to rush something, and I would be lucky to get it in three to four days, normal time being six to ten. Now if I need something rushed, I can get it in a few hours. He costs a shit load, but he's also my receptionist, because he doesn't always need to be in the lab, but he's well worth it.”
“I bet. I also have no doubt that he's as queer as a three dollar bill.” Sandy grinned.
“Probably more so. He heard about my case when he was still in school, and as soon as he finished, he came right to me and asked to work for me. We came to an agreement, and he's been a great asset. It's only been, what, about six months now, but I can tell you it was worth it.”
“What happened to your old receptionist though, she was gorgeous?” Trish asked.
“She and her girlfriend decided to start a practice together, her girlfriend having just finished all her schooling and residency, so now she's a doctor. It was quite convenient actually, and not like they moved far, they are only a floor below me in the medical services tower. This all came about almost seven months ago, and when she told me, I had no idea what I was going to do, so it was perfect when Geoff came to see me. That's the reason I wanted him to be the receptionist as well, this way he keeps busier and I pay him for actually working all the time.”
“I'll have to remember that, and good for all of you then.”
“Well Nate, you're next.” Steve said, moving over to Nate now.
Steve started the exact same exam on Nate, including the prostate exam. Nate was not uncomfortable at all, in fact it felt amazingly good right from first entrance, and his prostate felt incredible when Steve poked and prodded it. It was not so sensitive as Simon's had been, so it took almost a minute of stroking it for Nate to cum. Steve told Nate much the same thing again, telling him that it would feel great for him too, because he really seemed to like it, and he was sensitive as well, just not so much as Simon had been. It took almost half an hour for Steve to finish the rest of his exam and ask the other few questions that he needed to ask.
“There you go, all done. You too are very fit and healthy. What do you do to keep yourself looking so hot?”
“I swim and dive, but Simon has started teaching me ballet as well.”
“Yes, and I must say it shows that you work hard. You have an incredible body for a little boy, a body anyone would love to have.” Steve said gently, falling in love with the little boy. He also loved Simon's firm little body, and he was beautiful too, but Nate was even more so, he was gorgeous.
“Thanks.” Nate blushed.
“Well, you're very welcome. Now, Zach and I should be going. I can see that Zach is in some serious need of relief, and if I don't get him home soon, he's going to explode, and I'd rather him not do that until I get to share it.” Steve grinned.
“Thank you guys so much for coming over this evening.” Sandy said.
“Oh, it was all our pleasure, I assure you. It's not too often we get to enjoy such gorgeous little boys who also enjoy their exams so much. Well I will get this all tested on Monday and give you a call.” Steve said.
He had the two bottles of pee from the boys, and the four vials of blood, one from each of them, he had collected the moms blood while Zach had been collecting Simon's pee. All told Steve and Zach were there for a little over an hour, dinner was at six, so it was already eight o'clock, and the boys were getting tired.
“Night night mommies, we're gonna go up to bed I think.” Simon said.
“You boys make sure and remember to put on diapers before you go to sleep though. And love you.” Sandy said, giving both boys a hug and kiss goodnight.
“Love you boys.” Trish said, also giving them a hug and kiss goodnight.
“Goodnight.” Nate said.
“Love you mommies.”
Simon and Nate walked upstairs, holding hands again, naked as the day they were born. It was a very cute and loving sight for the ladies to watch. When the boys got up to Simon's room, they laid down on the bed and just held each other. They didn't talk, they didn't think they needed to. They started kissing tenderly, and for a few minutes, their lips were the only part of their bodies moving. Soon though their hands started moving as well, caressing and stroking each others soft smooth skin of their backs and bums. Whenever one of them would touch and stroke a sensitive spot, the other would moan cutely into their boyfriends mouth. For nearly half an hour they touched each other and kissed tenderly, their tongues still not even entering each other. Nate was the first one to reach around and grasp onto Simon's cute little erection, and Simon moaned even deeper still. Taking his queue from Nate, Simon also reached around and latched onto his gorgeous boyfriends hard little meat, and began stroking it as well. They were both moaning now, their mouths now opening as they kissed, the pleasure beginning to be too much for them. Then all of a sudden their tongues met for the very first time, and the incredible jolt of joy that this caused the two of them was enough to cause them to both fire off like an entire fireworks show, all at once. They had already had so many orgasms that day, and here they were having one more incredible one. Neither boy had ever had more than two in a day, and here they were, working on their fourth or fifth, neither boy remembering exactly, and it was the most powerful one yet.
“Wow, that felt way better than I ever felt before.” Simon sighed.
“Yeah, me too. It sounds like you've had a little more experience than me though. How many times has Zach stroked you like that?” Nate sighed.
“Only one other time. He makes me feel good, but you made me feel incredible. I think I really do love you. Can you be my boyfriend?” Simon asked shyly.
“I love you too, and yes, I would love to be your boyfriend, as long as you'll be mine too.” Nate smiled warmly and reached in for another kiss.
This time they purposely introduced their tongues. Two young boys, locked in a passionate embrace. Both too young to know what true love is in most peoples eyes, but both in a true love none the less. For a few minutes they kissed, at first it was passionate, then it slowed down into a gentle battle of tongues.
“I never knew that kissing could feel so nice.” Nate sighed when they finally broke their loving kiss.
“Me neither. Mommies always told me that kissing felt really good, I just never really believed them, now I know they were holding back. We better get diapered and jammied and go to bed, I'm really tired.”
Nate just smiled and nodded, so Simon got up and grabbed the supplies and then came back and diapered his little boyfriend. Then slipping a cute little silk nightie over Nate's head and pulling it down, Nate was ready for bed. They traded places and Nate diapered and dressed Simon for bed.
“How come you put nighties on us, and what is it made of, it's really soft?”
“This is what I usually sleep in. They're made of really fine silk, and they feel so nice. I thought that maybe you'd like to try one too. I hope you don't think I'm too girly?”
“No, I love you very much for who you are, even your girly side. Don't expect me to get dressed up in dresses and things like that with you too much, because I like being all boy, but for you it's okay.” Nate said softly.
“Thanks. I don't like dressing and acting like a girl all the time, but sometimes it's nice. I really like my bedroom though, and I love wearing tights.”
“The tights were really nice actually, I liked them too, and this nightie is so soft and comfortable, I could actually wear one of these all the time.”
“I have a few spares, you can have one of mine if you want. Mommy orders them online from somewhere, so I can get more if I need them.”
“I'd really like that. What colors do you have besides the green and red ones we're wearing?”
“Believe it or not, these I only have in boy colors. I have another really dark green one, a dark blue one with yellow moons and stars on it, as well as another red and a black one.”
“Cool. I'd love to see the one with the one with the moons and stars, it sounds cool.”
“Why don't you take that one off, and I'll grab that one for you to wear instead.” Simon said, and before Nate could say no, that's okay, Simon was already up and digging through one of his many many drawers to find the one he was looking for. He had only grabbed the two top ones.
Simon tossed Nate the new nightie, and he switched them and tossed the one he had been wearing back to Simon, who folded it and put it away.
“I like this one, it's really neat.” Nate smiled and caressed his belly over the soft material.
“Then you can have that one. The dark green one is my favorite, mommy says it makes my eyes look even nicer.”
“Thanks Simon, I love it, and I love you.”
“I love you too, goodnight baby.” Simon smiled and crawled into bed, turning off the lights.
The next morning the boys woke up together at almost the same time, and they smiled brightly to each other and reached in for a nice tender kiss. They had a small whispered conversation, asking each other how they slept, telling each other how much they loved each other, so on and so forth. They headed to the bathroom and brushed their teeth, and then headed downstairs, where they could already smell breakfast cooking.
“Good morning babies. How did you sleep last night?”
“It was so nice getting to cuddle up to Nate all night long, I slept great.” Simon sighed.
“Me too.” Nate added.
“Yeah, you two looked adorable last night when we went to bed. You had thrown the covers down, you were all cuddled up and sucking each others thumbs, and your nighties were pulled up exposing your already wet diapers. I'm glad that you both slept so well.” Trish smiled warmly at the boys.
“Really, we were sucking each others thumbs? I haven't sucked my own thumb since I was a baby.” Nate asked.
“Yeah, you were, and it was so cute. You two look different this morning, why?” Sandy asked.
“We're boyfriends, and we love each other.” Simon said, hugging Nate to him and blushing slightly.
“I thought that was the look of true love in your eyes. Just remember that you have to be careful outside, especially at school. Don't show any affection that anyone could pick up, or life could become difficult.” Trish said warmly.
“We know, although it might be hard to not kiss each other.” Nate said.
“Oh it'll be hard all right, but so will over half the boys at any given time.” Sandy chuckled.
Both boys started giggling from that, both imagining all those hot hard little boy nails all around them, and realizing that they didn't want any of them. They all sat down to eat a few minutes later, talking and joking and laughing. Sandy had already told Trish the night before about the boys' desire to go shoe shopping, so as soon as they were finished breakfast and cleaning up, they all headed upstairs to get dressed for the day.
“I better call Jim and ask him if it's all right to go shopping, and see if I can spend any money?” Nate said all of a sudden, just as they were getting their shoes on.
“I'm sure it won't be a big deal, but go ahead and call.” Trish said, and passed Nate the phone.
“Hi Jim, it's Nate. Can I go shopping with Simon and his moms, and if I see anything I like, can I buy it?”
“Hi Nate. Of course you may go shopping and spend as much as you want. All the money in your personal account is for your use, and you may spend it on whatever you like. You have a few hundred dollars in that account, so I wouldn't go and spend it all if I were you, but I have no problem with it.”
“Thanks Jim, you're the best.”
“Well it is your money after all, and as long as you are with adults we know, you may go wherever you wish.”
“Bye baby, have fun.” Jim smiled warmly as they hung up.
“He said it's okay.” Nate said brightly, handing Sandy's phone back to her.
“Told you it would be. Come on then boys, let's head out.” Sandy smiled at the boys and they headed out. Nate gave Trish the location of the shoe store, and they headed there.
“Hello, may I help you folks find anything?” Sean asked as the four of them walked in, and with his carefully attuned gaydar, he knew they were all gay.
“You must be Sean, JJ described you perfectly.” Simon smiled brightly.
“That I am sweety, and if AJ and JJ sent you here, then you are friends of mine.”
“Thanks, I'm Simon, and these are my moms Trish and Sandy, and this is my boyfriend Nate.” Simon said without any hint of a blush.
“Simon, you really shouldn't tell strangers that information.” Trish admonished.
“No Trish, he's one of us remember, so he's safe, and besides, I bet he already picked it up, the way he called Simon sweety.” Sandy commented.
“That I did, and such a cute little couple they are too. I knew you two were lesbian as well. So anyways, how may I help you this morning?”
“I was wondering if you carried ballet slippers?” Simon asked.
“In fact I do. Not a huge seller, but some boys just like the way they look and feel, and there are a few dancers, so I keep a few of each size in stock. Let me measure your feet and I will go and grab them, I keep them in the back.” Sean said. He measured both boys feet, when told he should, and then rushed to the back and was back in only a few moments.
“Wow, these are nicer than the ones you guys always buy in the city mommies.” Simon said as he slipped a pair on and laced them up, and then did a few spins and ballet moves.
“My my, that was the cutest thing I've ever seen.” Sean gasped at the display.
“Then grab what you want baby, and you grab yourself a few pairs too Nate, these are on us.” Sandy smiled.
“It'll sure be nice knowing we can come here to get these now instead of having to drive two hours into that miserable city to buy them.” Trish said.
“I started carrying them when I was asked to by a young man, and he wasn't even a dancer, just had a serious shoe desire. Almost rivals my own in fact, and boy is that boy gay. His boyfriend is the same age as you boys are, and he's seventeen now, cute couple.”
“And the young boys parents allow that. I mean I would have no problem as long as it was consensual and all, but we're not what you would consider normal parents.”
“I met his parents, and they are both really nice men, so I think they are much like you are.”
“I take it you like em young yourself?” Trish asked cautiously.
“Oh not as young as these gorgeous young men, but they're great to look at and dream what they will look like in a few more years. I like em older, about sixteen and up, I don't care how old really. The young ones are more fun though, especially the feisty ones, man, I had a seventeen year old boyfriend for a while, and boy could that kid go, hours if I had have let him, he was totally insatiable. He ended up finding someone a little closer to his age, someone he fell in love with, he deserved it, he was a great kid, he was just with me for the fun of it, and boy did we have fun.” Sean said wistfully.
“Yeah, sounds like it.” Trish grinned.
“Mommy, we're gonna go look at other shoes and see what else we can find, okay?” Simon said.
“You boys go ahead, and remember, put things away when you're finished looking at them.” Sandy said.
“Of course mommy.” Simon said, rolling his eyes. He was such a neat freak he had no idea why his mom said stuff like that to him, he was the type who fixed store displays, because they didn't look nice.
“They really are gorgeous, and so much in love, and at such a young and tender age too. You two must be very understanding.” Sean sighed as they walked away holding hands. There was no one else in the store at the time, so they were safe.
“They are gorgeous, aren't they? They do love each other a great deal, already, and they hardly know each other yet. Although Nate knows Simon far more than anyone else knows him, except us of course. We have to be understanding, we would be huge hypocrites if we weren't. We grew up being told we were bad, we were going to die a horrible death and then burn in hell for eternity because we are lesbians. We will not let our little boy grow up like that, and it is entirely his own choices and feelings about who he dates. We didn't honestly think that it would be when he was nine, but sometimes you just can't help when and who you fall in love with.” Trish said.
“Yeah, I was brought up the same way. I forced myself not to think gay thoughts, stay firmly in the closet, and never speak a word. That lasted until I was sixteen. The day I told my parents, my dad exploded in a rage I had never heard of. He hit me once, and that was it. My dad was not nearly so big as I was, I worked out long and hard, mostly trying to exhaust my feelings out of me, so when he hit me, and I didn't stumble, just got mad, he was scared. I punched him once in the stomach, called him a lot worse than he could have ever called me, went up and packed all my stuff, and stole the bastards car and drove it until it was out of gas, and that's how I ended up here. I can't believe that was already eighteen years ago. Funny thing was, my dad never once called the car in as stolen, and I still have it. It's parked in my garage, because I can't insure it without his signature, and it's a classic now.” Sean grinned.
“Yeah, I went through much the same thing, except I couldn't hit back, and I didn't steal the car, but I tried to hide my feelings to everyone, it almost killed me. So have you ever talked to your parents again?” Sandy asked.
“My mom writes me letters every so often, she tracked me down some how, probably wasn't all that hard, I didn't change anything. I write back of course, but there's just nothing they can really say or do to make up for what they did. My mom didn't say or do anything, she just let dad verbally abuse me and then hit me like that, she never once tried to stop him. Then again she did say that she was probably more scared of him at that time than I was. She has apologized numerous times, but one thing she has never once done, was asked to come and see me.”
“At least you have some form of contact, my parents totally disowned me, they moved afterwards, and left no forwarding information. When I found that out, I didn't bother looking. If they didn't want me, then I didn't need them. It's too bad really, they have missed so much, but it's their loss.” Sandy said.
The three of them talked for a little while longer, becoming friends in the short time it took for the boys to excitedly roam the store and look for shoes they liked. They each ended up picking out two different pairs of shoes that they liked.
“Mommy, look at these shoes, they're really cool.” Simon said, coming up to them, both boys carrying two boxes.
“Ah yes, one of my most popular seller among the young gay boys in town. Very fashionable, very comfortable, and they go with almost anything.” Sean smiled when he saw the shoes. Each one of the boys had one of these pairs, and another pair that were different.
“I like them too.” Trish smiled.
“Okay, we'll pay for all the slippers and Simon's shoes. Nate you're on your own for those.” Sandy said.
“No problem! I wouldn't have a problem buying the slippers too though you know.”
“Yeah, we know, but we got them this time.” Sandy said, ruffling Nate's almost too perfect hair.
“Oh mommy, I almost forgot, I need some new tights too for dance, mine are starting to get too small. My favorite ones are too small, I heard them rip a little yesterday, and they're all starting to wear out too.” Simon said while Sean was ringing everything up.
“Oh, we can order you more when we get home then.” Trish said.
“If you would rather shop local and support another gay, might I suggest my friend Ewan. He has a boys clothing store not far from here, and I know he carries tights. He also has the nicest selection of boys fashions from around the world. Your friends AJ and JJ and the rest all shop there too. And for hair styling, I suggest our friend Marcos, he's the absolute best, but don't spread that one around, he doesn't want every straight bimbo coming in for his help, he'll let the non talented hair stylists take them.” Sean grinned.
“Thank you very much for that. Simon could use a cut and style, and if your friend Ewan carries tights too, well then he just might be able help to us.” Trish smiled. They were both always happy to help other gay and lesbian business owners when possible, and they hated buying online or going out of town for things, they preferred to keep the business at home where it belonged.
A few minutes later all the purchases were made and they headed out. Sean had given them the directions to the places they should go to next, so they went there. They headed to Ewan first for some clothes, and they walked there. It was a nice day, a little cool, but still perfect for walking in. When they arrived at the little known shop, they went inside, and were pleasantly surprised by what they found.
“Ah, you must be Trish, Sandy, Simon, and Nate. Sean called and said that you would be here soon, and that you were looking for tights. He said that you two looked like you might like something in the color of pink, and I think he's right. I have a huge assortment of tights right over here, follow me please.” Ewan greeted them.
They all followed, but Simon just had to know. “How did Sean know that we would want pink tights, and how do you know?”
“Well, all gay boys have a little more femininity than other boys do, but he felt that in you especially Simon, there was a little more than normal. He's the same way though, so he sees that more than others do. And honestly, what gay boys doesn't at least in secret like pink?” Ewan grinned.
“So he thinks I was a bit girlish?”
“Yeah, and so do I, but that's not a bad thing. You look like you have a good streak of boy mischief in you as well. Here, I think these will fit you boys perfectly, go on back to the farthest change room and try them on, but I will have to ask you to wear underwear under them please.” Ewan said, after picking through and pulling out two soft pink tights.
“Um, we're not wearing any underwear.” Nate admitted.
“Ah free balling it under those soft cotton shorts, brave. You can either buy a couple pairs of underwear, or just try them on over your shorts, they shouldn't get in the way too badly.”
“Hey, if this is where AJ and the others shop, maybe this is where they get those awesome underwear.” Nate said.
“Ah, you mean these right here?” Ewan asked. They were almost right next to the underwear section, so he only had to go a few steps and grab some. He grabbed the boys each a pair in their proper size, his expert eyes of course already having sized them up completely.
“Yeah, those are the ones. They're really expensive AJ says Simon, but he says they are worth it.” Nate said, taking the pair that Ewan handed to him, knowing he was going to take them, as well as at least a couple more.
“Cool. I love the guys' underwear, well when they wear any that is.” Simon smiled and took the pair as well. Both pairs were electric blue, and they both thought they were awesome. They bolted to the change room, and giggled and laughed as they tried to get out of their clothes and into the underwear and then tights in the change room.
“You want us to come out and show you mommy?” Simon called out.
“Yes please.” Trish said, the three of them were standing right there and waiting for them. They had all had grins on their faces from the boys' antics in the change room.
“Oh my god.” Ewan gasped as the two gorgeous boys walked out of the change room. They were shirtless and wearing the tights. Their underwear lines did show up vaguely under the tight fabric, and you could see that it was a very high rise and low coverage, in fact there was almost nothing covering the bum, and even less holding the front. Even though they were wearing the underwear, they too were nice and thin and tight, the tights still showed absolutely everything.
“I love these tights, they are even softer and stretchier than the ones I already have.” Simon said brightly.
“They look it. How do they fit, they look good, but are they too tight?” Sandy asked after giving Simon's thigh a rub to feel the material.
“Let me find out, back up a bit please?” Simon asked.
Simon stretched for a minute, then pulled first his right leg, and then his left leg up and put it behind his head. And then he went down and did the splits and moved into a few other positions from there. He then did a leap and kicked his legs out suddenly, and landed back on them.
“Yep, they fit perfectly.
“Oh my god.” Ewan said again.
“You might want to close your mouth, and I wouldn't suggest telling Sean about this, he'll die of jealousy.” Sandy chuckled.
“That was amazing, and they really are gorgeous like Sean said they were.”
“Thanks.” Sandy said proudly.
“Let's go look and see what other colors we can find.” Nate said and took off, Simon following him.
“What about the fact you're wearing almost nothing, and they're pink?” Trish called out after them, but they didn't hear.
“I wouldn't worry too much about it. Saturday mornings are notoriously slow around here, and what few customers we do get, will probably appreciate the sights. My clientèle are mostly gay boys, and though we do get some straights in here, they know it is a place where gay people shop. You'd actually be surprised at just how many pink tights I sell for boys. Even a few of the straight boys have snuck in and bought them. I better go and help them, there are two different styles, and the sizes are different.” Ewan said and walked away.
He went and helped the boys each pick out four different colors of tights, two in each of the styles he had. There was no major difference to them, but they were different. They then went to where the underwear was, and they each picked out three more pairs in different colors as well.
“Hey Ewan, do you carry silk nighties for boys?” Nate asked.
“As a matter of fact I do. I carry a whole line of pajamas for boys. I have everything from nighties to cute little footed sleepers. Go great for the cute little diaper boys I tell you. Wish I had have had something like that when I was a kid.”
“Cool, do you still wear diapers too?” Nate asked.
“No, not any more, but I did when I was a kid. I take it that you do though?”
“Yeah, we both do.” Nate smiled.
“Then you'll love the diaper shirts I carry. They have a snap crotch that allows for easy changes, and if you have to wear during the day for any reason, such as going out to a long movie, they really hide the bulge.”
“Wow, really, that's so cool. Wonder why AJ or the others never told us about them?” Nate said.
“I don't keep those out front, so you have to ask for them, and they never have. When I find out that a boy wears for any reason, then I also offer.” Ewan said, and just as he finished, they got to the pajama area.
“Wow, you have a huge selection of pajamas.” Simon gasped.
“Yeah, I pride myself on having all there is to have for boys fashions. It's too bad I haven't found a regular supplier who carries the footed sleepers in adult sizes. I get asked for them at least once a week, but I do carry them for boys up to about the average age of twelve to thirteen. But these are the nighties you asked about. The finest silk there is, so soft and supple that it makes your skin tingle. I love my nighties as well.”
“Wow, I'm gonna end up spending all the money I have in here.” Nate whispered to Simon when Ewan walked away.
“I don't have to worry about that, mommies buy me almost any clothes I want.” Simon smiled.
“That's cool. Ewan doesn't have the moon and stars one, so can I still keep yours, I really like it?”
“Of course. Pick out a couple others though if you want.” Simon smiled and Nate nodded.
Nate picked out two nighties, one in a deep red, the other in a sky blue. They then walked around the store for a few minutes just looking at the rest of the stuff. Just as they were reaching the shirts area, Ewan caught up to them and handed them each a diaper shirt.
“These are nice Ewan, but I'd like another one please?” Simon said.
“Me too please?” Nate asked.
“Certainly, be right back.”
They picked through the shirts and each found one they liked, then headed to the pants section, and Nate found one and Simon found two. Sandy and Trish had just sat down in a couple of the comfortable arm chairs, waiting for the boys to finish their shopping, knowing they were both capable of doing this on their own, and besides, Simon had nicer taste than his moms did.
“Mommy, look at all the nice stuff we found, can I get it please?” Simon ran up to his moms and asked.
“Sure baby. Are you boys ready to go then?”
“Yeah, we just have to go get changed.” Simon said, and just then a new pair entered the store, a father and son. The boy happened to see the boys in pink tights wandering around shirtless, and he smiled broadly and went up to them.
“Simon, Nate, I just knew you two were gay too.” Shane said, he was a ten year old boy in their class at school. He was a bit nerdy looking, tall and skinny, wore horribly thick glasses, had longish light brown scraggly stringy hair, nose and ears that he would hopefully soon grow into, his eyes were very dark brown, and was always rubbing his nose because of allergies. He was not what you would call bad looking, just cute in his own right.
“Shane, be nice.” His father said, but gave the two young boys an appreciative look as well.
“What, I didn't say anything bad!”
“Well, first of all, if they are gay, how do you know that the ladies sitting with them don't know, and how do you even know they're together, you could have really embarrassed them.” His dad admonished lightly.
“But daddy, they're wearing pink tights, and they're shopping in a gay oriented store, I think that says it all.”
“That's really not the point.” His dad said softly.
“I know them from class, and I was already pretty certain they were gay!”
“While your perception may be good at times, it doesn't necessarily mean you're right. So what if you're wrong, and they just maybe need pink tights for some reason, such as acting. You know I have to buy embarrassing things for work sometimes, did you ever think of that?
“No, I suppose not. But they're still in a gay store!” Shane tried one final time.
“And probably the only store around who carries tights and various other things, so not only gay people shop here, it's just geared towards them.”
Meanwhile the four of them were just sitting there, watching the conversation like you would watch a tennis match, heads moving back and forth, it looked rather comical.
“Now, I want you to apologize.”
“Yes daddy. I'm sorry Simon and Nate, I didn't mean to embarrass you like that.” Shane said with his head down, sounding sullen.
“It's okay, we are gay, and these are Simon's moms, Trish and Sandy. I sorta figured you might be gay too, but I just wasn't sure. TJ said he wasn't certain either. You should be careful though, even though this is mostly a gay store, there are straight people who shop here too, just like your dad said, just not very many.” Nate smiled.
“Cool Simon, you have two moms, I have two dads now. Mom moved out a few years ago, and daddy said he was sick of women, so went and got himself a boyfriend.” Shane smiled.
“I'm bi, mostly gay.” Shane's dad shrugged.
“She must have had some really strange reason for leaving, I'm totally lesbian, and you're totally gorgeous.” Sandy said.
“Yeah, well she didn't take too kindly to me telling her to get out after catching her in bed with four of my best friends. I guess I just wasn't enough for her, but my boyfriend sure thinks I'm enough, so I don't know what her problem was. Name's Pat by the way.”
“Nice to meet you Pat. I say it was her loss, she lost herself two very good looking men.” Trish said.
“I'm not good looking, I'm kinda ugly.” Shane said softly.
“Hey now, no one is ugly, unless they are ugly in their heart, and you are not, I can tell. What you need is a nice hair cut, some nice new clothes, and see if you can find yourself some nicer glasses, because those don't suit you at all.” Sandy said firmly.
“See, that's just what I've been telling you. You are very handsome, you just have to let go of this image you have of yourself, and stop choosing such ugly clothes. That's why I brought you here.”
“They're not ugly clothes, they just don't suit his body. Not to mention the colors are all wrong.” Simon said.
“That's true. So come on Shane, let's go get you some nice clothes.”
“I think what I'm wearing is nice though.” Shane said stubbornly.
“It's like what Simon said Shane, they are nice, but they don't suit you, and the colors are not right, not for your skin and hair colors, you're much too pale to wear light colors like that. Maybe if you got a good tan, it would be better, but even still, with such light colored hair, I still wouldn't.” Nate offered.
“Would you two be willing to help us with picking out some nice clothes, maybe another boys help will help him?” Pat asked.
“I have no problem with it, as long as our mommies don't mind.” Simon said.
“Well maybe if you boys are going to take that much longer, we'll go to the coffee shop across the street, we're bored.” Trish said.
“Gay women, can't drag them into a proper store, all tools and TV's.” Pat chuckled.
“I'll have you know that the only tool store I go to, is a bedroom tool store.” Sandy stood up straighter and said.
“Ah, one of my favorites as well.” Pat grinned, and the three boys just looked on in puzzlement, wondering what they were talking about. “Mind if I join you two, I think I will leave Shane in these boys' obviously capable hands?”
“No, not at all. Will you boys be fine all by yourselves in here?” Trish asked.
“Yes mommy, we'll be fine.”
“We'll come back and pay for your stuff later, no point in paying now, you might find something else in the next hour or so that it takes you.” Sandy said.
“And you boys, get him stocked up, he has almost no clothing left that fits him, he just went through a hell of a growth spurt, again, and make them a bit big as well.”
“Okay.” Nate and Simon said at the same time, and Shane just gave up, knowing it was fruitless now, he was clothes shopping, whether or not he wanted to be.
“Well the first thing we need to do is get you dressed to match. I take it you liked the pink tights as well?” Nate asked.
“I don't need any tights though.”
“I'll take that as a yes. Sometimes it's not a matter of need, it's a matter of want. Come on, follow us.” Nate said and led Shane to the section.
Nate grabbed out a pair of pink tights in the proper size, or at least what he thought would be. Ewan was just letting them go now, and they seemed to be fine. Shane was a bit taller and bigger than the other two, so the same size clothing could not be used. While Nate was grabbing Tights, Simon went and grabbed a pair of the same style and color underwear that they were wearing, just the next size up, and when he came back, they each took one of Shane's hands and led him to the change room.
“I can do this by myself guys.” Shane said in embarrassment when he realized where they were.
“Have you ever put tights on before?” Simon asked.
“Then you do need our help, and I think it's only fair with how much you have been looking at our dicks and bums through our tight tights.” Nate grinned, and Shane blushed.
“I can't hep it, you two are probably the two hottest boys in school, and TJ is the hottest, and I know you guys are all tight.”
“Well at least you're not shy.” Nate said. “Now strip, and don't worry, we're the same down there, as you can at least clearly see.”
Shane started removing his clothes, and when he got down to his underwear, a ratty pair of off white, stained yellow, loose fitting, because the elastic was worn out, underwear, he blushed even more. He quickly pulled them off, because being naked was better than being seen in those underwear. Shane quickly balled the underwear up and tucked them inside his pants leg. Neither boy said anything about it, they did not want to embarrass Shane any, but they could plainly tell he was a bed wetter who did not wear protection.
“Wow, these underwear are way more comfortable than my other ones are.” Shane sighed when he pulled them up and adjusted himself.
“Yeah, they are. Now let us help you with your tights.” Nate said, and the two of them helped Shane to put them on, telling him how to do it.
“Wow, these feel really nice as well.”
“Wait until you try them without underwear, even better yet.” Simon said happily.
Nate opened the door and started heading out, but Shane didn't move a muscle. It took a few moments of coaxing to get him out of the change room dressed the way he was, but finally Shane submitted and followed the other two out. Their first stop was the pajama section, since it was the closest.
“Now Shane, I don't really want to embarrass you like this, but when we buy you new pajamas, are you going to wreck the good ones by peeing in them, or are you going to get diapers?” Nate asked gently.
“I-I-I-I don't wet the bed.” Shane stuttered out.
“Shane, I know you do, and here are the reasons I know. I am a bed wetter too, so I know all the signs. Your underwear are no longer white, they are more yellow, you smell like stale pee, so that means you didn't shower this morning, and I have smelled it before, and I also know you have a small bladder, because you go to the bathroom a lot, just like we do. Both of us wear diapers to bed, and they are really comfortable, and so much better than waking up cold and wet.” Nate said softly.
“But I don't wanna be a baby and wear diapers.” Shane pouted.
“You're sorta sounding like a baby now Shane.” Simon pointed out.
“And you're not a baby because you wear diapers, they are used by so many people, and none of them are babies. Would you think TJ was a baby if he had to wear diapers, because I bet that he would rather wear them than wake up wet?”
“No, he's way too cool to be a baby, but he wouldn't need diapers either.”
“Ah, but that is where you are wrong, he does need them, every night. You obviously can never tell anyone this, because I'm sure you know how strong TJ is.”
“Really, but he's so big and strong, way stronger than anyone else in the school.” Shane said. The entire class knew this because of how many push-ups and things like that he could do.
“That makes no difference. Haven't you ever noticed how often he has to go to the bathroom at school, even more than you do, and you go every hour or so. I can at least hold it for two hours, sometimes more, but not TJ, one hour tops. Now, are you going to get your daddy to buy you diapers and get some nice pajamas, or are you just going to get cheap pajamas that aren't comfortable?” Nate asked.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes. Listen, why don't you come spend the night at my house tonight with Nate and I, and you can try it out first, if you really don't like it, then you can go back to wetting your bed.”
“Okay, I'll try it.” Shane said, committing himself to the fate of becoming another diaper lover.
“Good. So, do you like the footed sleepers, the nighties, or the two piece pajamas, what's your poison?” Nate asked.
“I sorta like nighties.” Shane said quietly with a huge blush on his cheeks and chest.
“So do we. Get those ones, the silk feels incredible.” Simon said brightly.
They helped Shane to pick out four different night shirts and two pairs of footed sleepers, because he liked them too, and put them all in a pile. They then headed over to the underwear section, where Shane was told to pick out a few more pairs of underwear, at least six, plus the pair he was wearing of course, one for every day of the week. With Nate and Simon's help, he picked out a few nice colors or prints. They also grabbed Shane a few new pairs of socks, only a half dozen, because he said most of his were still good. Next were a few undershirts, and they were all the tank top style, plain white. Now that all the underwear was taken care of, they headed to the pants section. Simon and Nate had to slap Shane's hands a few times when he reached for something they told him he was not allowed to have, because it did not match his body. Even though he felt insulted at times, they were having fun. They ended up picking out seven pairs of pants before heading to the shirt section, where they found twelve of those that they liked.
Finally all the clothes were picked out, and they headed back to the change room, where Shane was told to just try everything on over the tights, easier than taking them off after all. They all talked and giggled a whole bunch as they tried on everything, and Ewan had to smile a lot, because they were having so much fun in there. Even a few customer who came in during that time had to smile at the sounds of fun escaping from the change room, Ewan having to explain everything of course, but only to the gay friendly people. Being that it was after noon now, and the store was starting to get busy, Ewan thought it prudent to go and tell the boys not to come out in what they had been wearing. Their clothes were still in there, so they were good. Simon and Nate ended up vetoing two pairs of pants and four shirts, so by the time they were finished, they had a good selection of clothes that would really look good on Shane.
They all took off their tights and got dressed again in their clothes they came in with, but left the underwear on. Shane unceremoniously tossed his old underwear into the trash can just outside the change room door as they exited. All of Simon and Nate's clothes were already at the front counter, so they helped Shane to take his stuff up there as well, and when he was able to, Simon went to the front door and waved at the adults across the street, telling them they were ready.
“Wow, you sure got a lot, that's good.” Pat said when he saw the neatly folded pile of clothes.
“Yeah, I just hope you like them.” Shane said quietly.
“From what I can see of them, I'll love them.”
Ewan started ringing up Nate's clothes first, since they were the first in the pile, and in only a few minutes he paid. Simon was next, and Trish paid his bill, only slightly higher than Nate's had been. Then Shane's clothing came through, and it was almost as much as the other two put together. Shane almost fainted at the cost.
“Well, are you going to ask him, or are we going to have to?” Nate asked Shane when everyone was finished paying.
“Ask me what?” Pat asked, but Shane went quiet and looked at the ground and wouldn't say anything. Nate just sighed and said it for him.
“We want Shane to come spend the night at Simon's house with us. We're both bed wetters as well, and we think our methods are a little better than his are, so we offered to prove it to him. He's just really scared of trying, and he's probably also nervous about spending the night at someones house, because I doubt he ever has before.”
“I think that's a great idea. Are you two okay with it?” Pat asked Trish and Sandy.
“Sure, we don't mind at all.” Trish said.
“Cool, let me grab a couple things from your bag Shane and then you can just come with us. Wait, we were going to get Simon's hair cut before going back to his house, but maybe you could get yours done at the same time as well.” Nate said.
“That would be good. We can all go together.” Pat said.
“Let's go then.” Sandy said.
“Thanks Ewan, we'll come back some day.” Simon said happily as they were leaving, and Ewan just smiled and waved, because he was with another customer at the time.
They all decided to walk to Marcos' shop, since it was still quite nice for a walk, and it was only a little ways away. They talked happily all the way there, getting to know each other a lot better, the boys also seeming to have a good time.
“Hello folks, how can I help you today?” Marcos asked as they walked in.
“These two boys both need their hair cut and styled please?” Sandy said, putting her hands on Simon and Shane's heads. Pat also pushed Shane forward, letting Marco's know that he was to go as well.
“Okay, first time customers get a special, cut and color for twenty dollars, it's normally thirty.” Marcos smiled warmly at the boys.
“I'd like to get my hair done like AJ has his done.” Simon said to Nate brightly.
“Ah, friends of AJ, JJ, and the rest of the crew are you?”
“Yeah, we're really good friends with AJ's brother TJ.” Simon grinned.
“How much does it cost to just have my hair colored like that?” Nate asked.
“It would still be twenty, and you need a cut anyways.” Marcos said.
“It was just done a few weeks ago though.”
“Yeah, I can tell, but it's nowhere near even, and even though it does look good, it doesn't quite suit your head, I can fix that though, and then I will color it for you as well.” Marcos said.
“Oh, okay then.” Nate said with a shrug, obviously Marcos was the expert.
“Come on back boys and we can see what we can do with your hair.”
The three boys followed Marcos to the back, while the adults stayed up front and sat down, and continued chatting. They felt that the boys were old enough to make this decision on their own, so they let them, seeing as how none of them asked for help. Marcos started with Shane first, since he was the first in line.
“Well Shane, I notice that your hair is quite stringy and knotted, you don't use conditioner, do you?”
“No, should I be?”
“Yes. You need to get yourself an ultra moisturizing shampoo and conditioner, wash twice and rinse well, and then condition for at least five minutes, and then rinse well. It will make your hair so much more shiny and manageable. Trust me.”
“Okay, thanks. Any specific shampoo and conditioner you recommend?”
“No, not really. I actually suggest that you get yourself a different brand each time you run out, so that your hair does not get used to one type. I'll give you a couple sample bottles of the type I carry here, but it's pretty pricey, but it is really good too. You'll all find that as you get older, and you start going through puberty, that your hair will also get really greasy, same thing, keep it good and clean, same method.”
“Thanks.” Nate said.
As he was talking, telling the boys how to properly care for their hair, he was working very quickly on Shane's. They continued talking, Marcos answering all the boys' questions on how to properly care for their hair, and he was in turn asking them questions. He was absolutely certain that Simon and Nate were gay, and possibly even boyfriends, by how they looked at each other, but even he had a hard time judging Shane for some reason. He was pleasantly surprised that when he did ask, Shane said gay, totally, no girls for him at all. Moving on to Simon next, Marcos once again worked his magic, and very quickly cut his hair. Then on to Nate, who only needed a minor repair, so he was the quickest.
“Okay, follow me now boys, and we'll get some color into your hair.”
They all followed him, then one by one he washed their hair, and then got his coloring supplies ready. The boys never told him what colors they wanted, and he never asked, he just did it. He mixed up the three different colors until he was satisfied, and then got started with streaking their hair, one at a time. While he was doing this, he had to call up front and tell whomever just entered, that he would be with them in a few minutes, and then he finished all three boys' hair.
“Okay, you boys will have to sit here and talk for about half an hour for the color to set, so I am going to go and help the next person while you wait.”
“Okay.” All three boys said at the same time.
They sat there and talked for the next half an hour, mostly wondering just what colors they were getting, because they all realized that none of them had said anything at all about what color. They burst out laughing a few times at the weird suggestions that they would come up with, and they just had fun talking like friends.
When Marcos finally came back, he got started, and got all their hair rinsed and washed, making sure to condition their hair well as well. And then one by one he dried them off and sent them back up front, telling them to not remove their towels and look. Once they were all done Marcos went about making any last minute adjustments and then dried and styled their hair perfectly. Then all of a sudden all three boys were spun around and they were able to see each other and themselves in the mirrors.
“Wow, this looks really cool Marcos, thanks.” Shane said. His very light brown hair had some darker red streaks in it, but not too many, and it looked very smooth and shiny now too.
“Yeah, I love it.” Nate said. His Black hair had new streaks of bright blue through it, not much, just enough to really make it stand out and look good.
“Me too.” Simon said. His Brown hair now had some blond, almost silver streaks in it.
“You're very welcome boys, and if I do have to say so myself, I done good. You're all gorgeous, well more so than when you came in that is.” Marcos smiled warmly to all three and then led them up front.
“You boys look incredible.” Trish said when all three boys emerged from the back.
“No shit.” Sandy and Pat said at the same time.
“Thanks.” All three boys said with a blush.
Marcos quickly got all three boys rung through, telling them he hoped to see them soon, and they headed out with their thanks. The small group headed back to where their cars were parked, and surprisingly enough, even though they had went to different stores, Sandy and Trish had parked only a few spaces away from where Pat had parked.
“Okay, come here Shane.” Pat said and grabbed Shane and pulled him close and then bent down and gave Shane a hug and a kiss goodbye. “Now, I want you to go and have fun, and remember, be open minded and try new things, and trust yourself.”
“Okay, love you daddy.” Shane said, and as Shane went to walk away with the others, Pat smacked his cute little bum and told him to have fun one last time.
“Wow, you have a huge house.” Shane gasped when they pulled up in front of Simon's house a while later.
“Yeah, it's pretty big, but it was designed around our basement, so it had to be big.” Simon said.
“You'll see.” Nate chuckled.
“You boys go on upstairs and get your clothes sorted, and Simon, you get your new things in the wash okay.” Sandy said when they walked in the house.
“Okay.” They all said.
They all helped to take their things upstairs and went to Simon's room. When they entered, Shane just stopped and stared for a few minutes, not quite knowing what to think of the room, but a small smile creeping onto his face, slowly getting larger the longer he looked at everything.
“Wow, you have a really pretty room, I like it.”
“Thanks. I was hoping you wouldn't think it was too girly.” Simon said quietly.
“Well, it sorta is girly, isn't it? But that's okay, if that's the way you like it, then it's okay by me, but I love it. Except the color of the walls, I would go with baby blue in mine if I could do this.” Shane smiled brightly.
“Why don't you ask your daddy, I bet he would do it for you, you could probably even help pick everything out, and help with the painting.” Nate suggested.
“Yeah, maybe I will.”
“Let's put our new pink tights on first and then get started.” Simon said.
“Okay.” The other two agreed readily.
They quickly found their new tights and stripped naked in a matter of seconds, all three of them looking appreciatively at each other. Shane was just a little longer and fatter in the penis department, his balls were just a little bigger too, but they too were still hugged close to his body. Shane's body was skinny, almost too skinny, you could see each of his ribs clearly, and his stomach almost looked caved in, and he had next to no muscle tone on his body.
“You really need to workout some and get some definition, you don't need to power lift weights or anything like that, but a light workout each day, mostly aerobics and a little weights, and your body will look a lot better. No insult intended, but you're way too skinny.” Nate told Shane.
“Only a couple years ago I used to be short and fat, my dad said I was a little chunky, not fat, but I was fat. Then all of a sudden I started growing, and in the past two years I have grown almost thirty centimeters and never gained a single pound, in fact I lost a little. My dad has had a miserable time keeping me in clothes, and then suddenly I stopped growing about four months ago, and he thought that was the end of it for a while, but then suddenly I grew again, and added another four centimeters, that's why we had to go shopping again. He had just been letting me go shopping by myself, but today he said he was going to take me, so that I got some nice clothes, not the clothes that were baggy and ugly that I had been buying,”
“And a good thing he did too, huh?” Nate grinned.
“Yeah, I guess it was.”
The three of them quickly skinned themselves into their new tights, and then went through the bags, sorting everything out. A lot of Nate and Simon's things just ended up in the same bags to save bags, no point in wasting them they figured, and all of Simon's things were set to go into the wash, as well as Shane and Nate's nighties for the night. Once they were finished loading everything into the washer, they headed downstairs to get some lunch, because they were all starving, since it was almost three, and they had not eaten since breakfast. Three very hungry, nearly starving boys made very quick work of an entire loaf of bread, half a block of cheese, and three hundred grams of shaved ham, not to mention an entire jug of milk. Sandy and Trish were sitting there, also having a bite to eat that they had made while the boys were working, and they marveled at how they ate so much. They were aware just how much Simon ate, but he was constantly working out, and they knew that Nate did as well, but skinny little Shane ate just as much as the other two did.
“Let's go downstairs and get a good workout going now.” Nate said after everything was cleaned up.
Shane was nearly dragged down the stairs by the two excited boys, and when they reached the bottom of the stairs, and he saw just what was down there, he stopped and stared in pure awe.
“Wow, you have more and better stuff than the school does, that's wicked.”
“Yeah, you had to know I was a gymnast, well this is where I get my practice. My mommy teaches me. And over there is where my other mommy and I dance. We do our workouts on the the equipment over there.” Simon said, pointing all around.
“Cool, you dance too? What do you dance?”
“Ballet mostly.” Simon blushed.
“Neat. It looks really hard, but so nice.”
“I'm not hard again am I?” Simon said, looking down at himself, and the other two boys cracked up.
“Not yet, but I could change that.” Nate said, still laughing, and Shane was holding himself so he didn't pee.
“Bathroom's over there, looks like you better go use it.” Simon chuckled.
Shane bolted for the bathroom, and still laughing, he peed. He hadn't bothered closing the door, the other two had already seen his dick anyways he figured.
“Wow, that was close.” Shane sighed when he came back out.
“Does that happen a lot?” Nate asked in concern.
“Yeah, if I laugh really hard, or sneeze or cough when I'm getting full, I can start peeing. Luckily it has never happened at school, but there have been a couple really close calls. Once I had to pee behind a tree, because I knew I would never make it back inside. Thankfully no one noticed.”
“What does your doctor say about that?” Simon asked.
“That there's nothing I can do except hope it gets better on its own. I've been like this my whole life, and I was five before I was potty trained, I almost didn't go to school because of it. My doctor said that my bladder is not developing as it should, and I have to go to him once a year now for checkups, back where we used to live, but my last appointment four months ago, he told me it's getting worse, but I was the one who told him that. I used to be able to at least go two hours, and some mornings I was dry, but not any more. Now I last an hour and a half tops, but by then I better not laugh, sneeze, or cough.”
“Sounds like the same thing TJ has.” Nate said.
“Yeah, it does.” Simon agreed.
“What about you guys?” Shane asked.
“I have a kidney problem, they don't shut down at night like they're supposed to, so my bladder keeps filling up while I sleep, so I pee.” Simon said.
“No idea why, just do. It's not a big deal, so I won't bother going to see someone unless it starts getting worse.” Nate shrugged.
“And you guys really wear diapers to bed?”
“Yeah, why wouldn't we. They are super comfortable, they hold all our pee, so that we can get a good sleep, and they are so much easier to change then all the bedding. If I didn't wear diapers, I would have to change everything at least twice a night. Besides, you saw the proof in my room, you cannot possibly have missed the change table loaded with diapers” Simon answered.
“True. Do you like to wear them?”
“Yes. It's hard to explain until you try, we just got used to them I suppose, so now they are normal for us, but they are comfortable, just like Simon said they were. Some people even just like wearing diapers when they don't actually have to, they're called diaper lovers.”
“Oh, I didn't know that.”
“The internet is a great place to find all sorts of interesting information.” Simon grinned.
While the boys had been talking, they had started stretching for their workout, and when that was done, they got started on a light weight workout. Shane followed the other twos movements, but he was unable to keep up to them, in both the amount they lifted, or the length of time they went. After the weights, they went to the center of the mat and started working out there. Shane dropped less than half an hour into it, not even trying to keep up to the other two.
“Wow, you two are in incredible shape.” Shane gasped out a few moments later.
“You shouldn't be trying to keep up to us, you'll only hurt yourself. Take it slow and easy, and work up to it eventually. That's why we kept telling you to slow down.” Nate said.
“But I'm older and bigger than you are, I should be able to keep up to you two.”
“And you're in the advanced classes because!” Nate asked.
“I'm pretty smart I guess.” Shane said in puzzlement.
“Not right now you're not. We've been doing this stuff for years, this is considered a light workout for us. When was the last time you actually had a real workout, and not what they give us in gym class?” Simon asked.
“Probably never.” Shane admitted.
“So how would you expect to keep up with us when you have no training, and you're not used to this at all?” Nate asked this time.
“I guess I couldn't.” Shane smiled shyly, realizing his mistake.
“Nope, probably not, but if you workout every day, you could keep up with us before too long. We're all still too young to really push ourselves too hard without doing damage, so we never workout really hard.” Nate said.
“What do you mean?”
“Well, apparently doing too much weight lifting before puberty is bad for your body, so you are not supposed to push yourself like that before then. Of course we can both do a lot more than other kids our age, but that's because we do practice a lot.” Nate answered. He had had to ask Jim why this was himself, so that's why he knew.
“Oh, I see.”
For the next half an hour Simon worked out on the gymnastics stuff, while the other two just sat and watched. Then he want to the dance studio, and Simon taught the other two even more dance moves, this of course being Shane's first time. They were concentrating too hard on what they were doing, so no one really talked unless Simon was telling the others what to do.
“Wow, I never knew ballet could be so hard.” Shane muttered when they were finished, all three boys very sweaty, their tights almost see through now from the sweat soaking into them.
“It is a very demanding form of dance, and most people do not appreciate that. It takes a huge amount of concentration and practice to do what we do.” Simon said.
“I can see that now, but I had no idea before.”
“Well I'm getting hungry, and I bet mommy has dinner ready for us, so we should go upstairs now.” Simon said with a warm smile.
“Impeccable timing as always, dinner is almost ready.” Trish said when the three sweaty boys walked in the kitchen.
“Yikes, those new tights go almost see through when they're wet. Good thing those are just for home.” Sandy giggled when she looked up and saw the boys' tights.
“Yeah, but they're the nicest tights I've ever had.”
“Then I guess we know where we're going to be buying them from now on then, huh?” Trish smiled.
“Yeah, I was hoping you would say that.” Simon smiled.
The five of them sat down a short while later and ate dinner, talking and laughing the whole time. After dinner and cleanup, the boys excused themselves to go upstairs to play for a while. When they got to Simon's room, they all noticed that all their new clothes, that had been in the washer, were now laying neatly folded on Simon's bed. It was Simon's job to put his own clothes away. The other two boys' clothes were also neatly folded.
“Cool. Well Shane, we are going to get ready for bed now, you are welcome to join us. We won't go to bed for a couple hours probably, but it's easier to get ready now.” Nate said.
“Okay.” Shane said with no hesitation, but he had not yet realized just how ready for bed Nate was referring to.
“Let's get undressed then.” Nate smiled.
Shane was facing away from the change table, so he never saw Simon grabbing the diaper supplies that they would very soon be needing. Nate was beside Shane, and they were both getting undressed at much the same speed. As soon as they were both naked though, both Simon and Nate pushed Shane backwards onto the bed, causing him to land flat on his back and bounce slightly. He laughed at first, thinking the boys were trying to play with him. Nate tickled Shane's ribs, causing him to pull his knees up to get away from the tickling fingers, thus causing his backside to raise up just enough that Simon was able to slip a diaper underneath him. Nate then pinned Shane's arms down and sat on the boys chest, blocking the view as to what Simon was doing. All of a sudden he felt a cold cream being spread on his groin, his young dick responding almost immediately to the sensations.
“Hey, what are you doing?” Shane asked, all of a sudden nervous.
“Well right now I am putting some cream on your crotch to help remove some of the rash you have down here. You really should wash better when you wake up in the mornings, this must burn sometimes.”
“Oh, okay. It feels weird having a friend put cream on my dick and balls like that, almost as if you were diapering me....Oh wait a minute, you're not diapering me are you?”
“No, right now I am just putting on some cream.” Simon said simply, yet mostly truthfully. Shane had not yet realized the diaper was already under him and ready to be pulled up and taped on.
“Oh, okay, but won't it get all over the place?”
“No, it won't matter anyways.” Simon said, and then with a sudden practiced movement, Simon pulled the diaper up and taped it in place.
“Yeah, because the diaper will be covering it all.” Nate giggled as he watched Simon pull the diaper up and tape it on.
“Hey, wait a minute, no fair. Why did you diaper me?” Shane asked in panic, almost starting to cry. Nate got off Shane then, and his hands automatically flew down to the diaper and reached for the tapes, but his hands were swatted away.
“No, you are not allowed to take it off. We got you diapered this way to help reduce your shyness, and to make it easier on you. Now, the good news is that you get to pay us back and diaper both of us. While you are diapering one of us, the other will be guiding you so that you know what to do. It's really not so bad once you get used to it, and I promise that if tomorrow morning you still want to take the diaper off, because you don't like it, then you will be allowed to do so, and you will never have to wear another one again.” Simon said gently, softly.
“But, but, I don't wanna be a baby, and what if I have to pee?”
“You're sounding like a baby now Shane, so please stop whining. If you have to pee, just go in your diaper, that is what it's for after all. Now, I want you to promise that you won't try and take your diaper off for any reason, unless you have to poop in the potty, in which case ask us.” Nate said softly.
“Okay, I promise, as long as you two wear one as well.” Shane said in defeat.
“I thought you'd never offer, now diaper us babies.” Nate grinned.
“I thought you said we weren't babies?” Shane frowned.
“No, we said you weren't a baby for needing to wear diapers to bed, or any other time, if you need them. We never said that we weren't babies though, we love our diapers.” Simon smiled warmly.
“Oh, I see, I think.”
Nate was the first to lay down, and Simon guided Shane in exactly what to do and when, and big surprise, but Nate got hard too when Shane rubbed the thick cream into his skin. Simon was next, and he too got hard, and this time Nate hardly had to tell Shane what to do.
“Ah, much better, thanks. You did a really good job too, by the way, nice and snug, and straight as well.” Simon smiled.
“You're welcome.” Shane smiled and took the offered nightie that Nate had passed to him, and slipped it over his head. It took a few moments to get his arms in the right holes, because the material was so slick and smooth, it kept moving on him. “Wow, this feels really nice.” Shane grinned when he got it on.
“Yeah, we really like them too. Should we go and play for a bit before bed then?” Simon asked and the other two nodded.
“Wow, nice toy room.” Shane said when he was led next door to Simon's play room.
For almost two hours the three boys sat around in their diapers and silk nighties and played with the toys. More often than not all three boys' diapers were on full display, and by the time they were finished playing, all three showed signs of already being wet. It did take a little bit of coercing on Nate and Simon's parts to get Shane to pee, and it took a fair bit of relaxation for Shane to start peeing, but eventually he did, and although he tried not to, he enjoyed it, and a tiny smile crept into his face. Nate and Simon did see it though, and they both thought the same thing; a diaper lover is born.
The three boys headed to bed, Simon calling down to his mommies that they were doing so, and they were up in only a minute to give kisses and hugs good night. All three curled up and slept together comfortably all night long.
“So how does it feel this morning to not wake up cold, wet, stinky, and miserable?” Nate asked the next morning when they were all sitting on the bed in a circle, all three of their very wet diapers showing.
“Weird, but nice. I do have to admit that this is way nicer than my normal mornings.” Shane admitted.
“So, do you think that you will let your daddy buy you diapers now?” Simon asked.
“Yeah, I probably should. I slept better last night than I ever remember sleeping before. Most nights I wake up at least two or three times, because I am cold and wet, and I have to change where I am sleeping.”
“That would really suck. Well let's go down and get breakfast.” Simon said happily.
“What about our diapers?” Shane asked nervously.
“What about them, they will all hold a bit more, and I never change until after breakfast.” Simon said in an upbeat manner.
Nate just grabbed Shane's hand and pulled him from the bed and towards the door, Shane totally unable to resist the pull of the younger, much stronger boy. Finally Shane just gave in and started following as well.
“Good morning babies, how did you sleep last night?” Trish asked softly as all three boys padded into the kitchen.
“Easy on the baby stuff around Shane mommy, he's still uncomfortable about all this diaper stuff. He did admit though that it sure was a lot nicer than waking up cold, wet, stinky, and miserable.” Simon said gently.
“Oh yes, I apologize Shane, I didn't mean to embarrass you.” Trish said softly, meeting Shane's blushing gaze.
“It's okay.” Shane said quietly.
“Go ahead and sit down to eat boys.” Sandy said, pointing at the table that was already laden with food.
All three boys dug in with a voracious appetite only parents of boys can truly appreciate, making quick work of the large stack of Belgian waffles and strawberries, Italian sausage, and onion scrambled eggs. They all enjoyed the once in a blue moon treat, and then helped to clean up the mess.
Once everything was all cleaned up, the boys all headed upstairs and climbed in the shower together, and helped to scrub each other clean. There were three very hard little boys in that shower, and while they did feel each other a lot during their cleaning of each other, none of them took it too far. After drying off, they all slipped into their tights and headed downstairs.
Since there was no swim training today, the boys decided to go and workout downstairs. They met Trish and Sandy down there as well, and together all five of them worked out, played around some on the gymnastics equipment, and then danced some as well. It was only just a little after noon that Pat came by to pick up Shane, as previously arranged.
“Hey there handsome, how did it go last night, did you have a nice first sleepover ever?”
“Yeah, it was nice, except the diapering part, that was a little scary, but I liked not waking up cold and wet, and I slept really well.” Shane admitted.
“I'm glad to hear that. I hoped that you would not mind so much, so I went and bought you a few supplies of your own for at home, I hope that you'll use them.” Pat said warmly.
“Yeah, I'll use them.” Shane smiled warmly at his daddy.
Shortly after Pat and Shane left, Jim showed up to pick up Nate, so Nate and Simon went back upstairs to pack all of Nate's things, they kissed tenderly for a few minutes, and headed downstairs. Everyone said their goodbyes to each other and then they were gone.
The rest of the gang mostly just sat around and played games for the evening and then swam the next morning, and then the rest of the day was mostly just relaxing, same as everyone else.