Chapter 6

Tuesday morning, us baby boys woke up at pretty near the same time, within five minutes of each other, and we laid there cuddling for almost half an hour after waking, saying nothing at all. It was only just after five when we woke, and damn near quarter to six by the time we really even said or did anything other than cuddle. It was really nice, actually.

“Well, I guess we should probably get up and get ready for the day, huh?” Trent sighed.

“I say we start our day right, right here.” I said, as I reached down and cupped both my baby boyfriends' soggy diapered dinkies, and they are both already hard.

“Okay.” They both moaned.

Because we do not have quite as much time as we would like, I scooted down, urged my boyfriends to move closer together, and then I lowered both their diapers in the front, and inhaled Trent first, sucked him for only a few seconds, and then switched to Jason, and sucked him for a few more seconds. I switched back and forth, only sucking each for maybe a count of ten, though I did lose focus every so often and sucked one for a little longer than the other. Trent was the first to go off, after only my seventh time coming back to him, he grunted, sighed, and came, and then fed me a nice load of sweet gay baby boy piss as well.

When I went back to Jason, I knew that he too was seriously close, probably from witnessing Trent go off, not to mention how close I already had him anyway, and three seconds after I latched on, he exploded. He then fed me his equally tasty piss load, I saved as much as I could, and then crawled back up and kissed my baby boyfriends, one after the other, just like I sucked them, only I started with Jason this time, to be fair and all you know, and we all shared what cum and piss I was able to save.

As soon as we finished kissing, I was pretty near flipped onto my back, and my wonderful baby boyfriends both went down together, and pulled my diaper down completely in the front, exposing me fully for what they intended to do. I have no idea who did what, but I had one mouth suck my dick, and the other my nuts, and after ten seconds, they switched, and they kept switching, same as I did to them, I was only on my third rotation, when I could not take it any more, and squealed and came, hard. Whomever happened to be on my dick also ended up getting to enjoy a nice little piss load, I guess I was hard for long enough to have saved some.

When Trent and Jason pulled away, they kissed for a few seconds, then they came up and kissed me as well, each of them sharing just a little of my sweet baby piss with me.

“Mmmm, now that's how a morning should be started. And it really did not take us all that long, but look, I'm no longer diapered, and you know how I feel about that.” I giggled.

“For sure, and since we really should go have a shower, and since you're already no longer baby diapered, we may as well hit the shower now.” Jason said.

As we climbed out, I released the tapes holding both Trent and Jason's diapers, they fell to the floor, and we all gathered up someone else's diaper, I managed to get Trent's this time, and we all watched as we sucked more than enough out that we might have just been able to reuse them.

“Mmmm, that never gets old.” Jason sighed deeply.

“Mmmhmm.” Trent and I sighed just as deep in agreement.

We hit the shower, where we washed each other tenderly and sensually with just bare hands and the shower gel I like, we are all hard, of course, but none of us work anyone to make him cum. Once we washed each others hair, we each had a hand full of hair from our boyfriends, washing our hair in a three way, it was really nice, and we must have spent ten minutes doing just that, we rinsed off and hopped out. We dried each other, brushed our own hair and teeth, put on our deodorant, and then headed back to the bedroom to diaper each other, we each got two baby boys to diaper us, and we once again went double thick.

We did not bother getting dressed yet, we will not until seconds before we have to leave for school, because why bother, right, and then went and made and ate breakfast, also having a pot of tea to go with it. Just as we were about to start eating, Dad and Zayden entered and joined us. We had made more than enough tea to offer them a nice large mug as well.

“Mmmm, this is good tea. I usually start the day with coffee myself, but this is good.” Zayden said.

“Can't stand the taste of coffee.” Dad, Trent, Jason, and me all said at the same time, which of course caused us to break out into laughter.

“So, I guess I'll just haveta get usedta tea then.” Zayden laughed as well.

“I do have a coffee maker around here, somewhere, so you'd be more than welcome to make yourself some, or you could bring yours from home, whichever you prefer.”

“Might haveta, but, like I said, this is nice tea, and it seems to be getting me going just as well.”

“Good.”

We sat around chatting as we ate and drank, enjoying ourselves, and only got up when it really was time for all of us to go get dressed and ready to go, because Dad and Zayden also came out in only their diapers after showering.

Zayden offered us boys a ride, but we declined, I mean, like how uncool is it to arrive to school with your vice principal. He snorted and asked if any one of us are considered cool. Well, of course we all puffed out our chests and said, of course. Yeah, we all laughed at that. I mean, I have been called a lot of things at school, but cool, or popular, or awesome, were not amongst them. We did decide to walk, though, since it probably would not look good, but Zayden just shrugged. Like he said, he is allowed to have a life, even a boyfriend, and Jason and I are simply the sons of his boyfriend.

The morning went well, and at lunch, Zayden came and found me at the classroom I was in just before lunch, and asked to speak to me. A couple kids snickered at having the vice principal come to get me from class to be spoken to. Of course, this does not bother me.

“So, what's up?” I asked as we were walking away.

“Probably you, you are an insatiable preteen boy after all.” He grinned.

“You're not wrong, you're absolutely not wrong.” I laughed.

“No, I wanna introduce you to someone.”

“Oh, okay. Can I go get Jason and Trent then?”

“No, I left them notes, telling them that you'd catch up. Brandon's a little small and timid and shy, and I didn't wanna inundate him with too much all at once. Once you have him more at ease, then you can introduce him to your baby boyfriends.”

“Oh, okay, fair enough.”

Zayden led me to a small lounge, it is called the quiet room, and we entered. I saw a cute little boy that I had seen around a few times, and here I thought I was small. He is every bit as skinny as I am, though he's nearly twenty centimeters shorter than me. I know I am taller than the rest of my size says I should be, he is actually about the same height as I should be for how skinny I am, but it also makes him look like the nine years old most think I am, other than my height.

Like I said, though, he is cute, he has short light brown hair that really does need to be cut and styled properly, right now it is very nearly a bowl buzz cut, so kind of similar to Tent's, he has intense hazle eyes that are large like cartoon characters, ears and nose that he will hopefully soon grown into, though they are not huge, just a little larger, but looks cute on him. Even though I have never seen him smile, I have seen that he probably could stand to see an orthodontist, because I know his teeth are a little crooked, but, a little secret, I think boys in braces are extra cute, especially if they are diapered. He has a lot of really fine freckles on his nose and upper cheeks, which is another real turn on for me, and a cute little dimple right in the tip of his chin.

“Hi there Brandon, this is Heath, he's the one I told you about that might be able to help tutor you some. Heath, this is Brandon, he's a lot smarter than he thinks he is, but he often feels like he's too stupid to even try. The specialists say he doesn't have dyslexia, but I call bullshit on that, I've met enough dyslexics in my time to know what it looks like, but, what do I know, I'm just a stupid teacher. I promised him that you'd help him out to the best of your ability, and I think you're good enough at figuring things out, that you'll have Brandon up to speed in just a few short months.”

“Thanks Zayden, are you gonna stay, or do you have other places to be?”

“Unh unh, it's Mr. Anderson still when we're in school.”

“Oops, sorry, just kinda got usedta calling you by name.” I laughed.

“It's okay, and honestly, I don't understand or agree with the whole using the last name to show respect bullshit, using someone's last name doesn't show respect, showing respect shows respect. But, them's the rules.” He grinned and walked out.

“Okay, I guess it's just us then. So, good to meet you Brandon.” I said and stuck my hand out to him, and he took it softly and shook it.

“Good to meet you too.” He whispered.

“No needta whisper.”

“Sorry, just usedta it, if I make too much noise at home, I'm yelled at, or worse, and if I make too much noise here, the bullies notice me, and I get it almost as bad.” He said, still quietly.

“You sound just like my boyfriend, his mom's the same to him. He hates her, I want him to move in with me.”

“You, you have a boyfriend, you're gay?” He squeaked rather cutely.

“Two, actually, we're kinda a trio. How long have you dreamed of having a boyfriend of your own?”

“I....I....I'm not gay.”

“Oh please, I can feel the gayness radiating off you, and Mr. Anderson says he feels it as well. I know, you can't possibly admit that at home, or your mom'll probably beat you 'til you're either straight or dead, whichever comes last, but, you are, and I think we both know it.”

“Yes.” He said, and then burst into tears.

I jumped up, hopped into the chair that he was in, it is more than large enough that us two tiny little boys can comfortably sit in it. I hugged Brandon tightly, and whispered to him that he is safe with me. For probably ten minutes, maybe more, Brandon cried and cried and cried. Finally, he sniffled one final time, and I let him go.

“There, feel better?”

“No.”

“Tell me you're gay, I want you to say it. If you haveta, whisper it into my ear. I promise, it'll make you feel lots better.”

It took a few minutes, but eventually he screwed up the courage to whisper into my ear that he is gay.

“There you go. Now, I don't wish to embarrass you, but it seems the turmoil seems to have caused you to wet yourself quite a bit.”

“Oh for fucks sake.” He looked down and saw the mess.

“How often does that happen?”

“Too often. Thankfully never at school, though there have been more than a few close calls, 'til now, now you're gonna tell everyone and I'll be even more bullied than before, but I get a good beating at home at least once a week from an accident, and every morning too, because I wake up wet every fucking morning. You're gonna tell everyone that anyway, but it's true.” He said, crying openly again.

“First things first, not a bully, I'd never tell your secrets, second, um, haven't you heard the rumours about me, I wear diapers all day every day due to a severely damaged bladder. So, yeah, like I'd say anything.”

“Really? I never talk to anyone, you're the first person in this entire school, other than teachers, that's ever even talked to me. I'm too stupid, and small, and weak, and, and.....”

“Yes, full on gay baby boy, and diaper lover too, to tell you the truth. Even if I could get control tomorrow, I'd never give up my thick thirsty baby diapers. Now, I wanna go grab my lunch and my bag, as well my boyfriends, we'll stay in here and we'll all talk and get to know each other. I'll even ask Mr. Anderson if we can skip class after lunch, I think you'll need the time to adjust.” I said, and then before Brandon could say anything, I hopped up and left him.

I found Zayden first and cleared it with him to skip class after lunch, then found Trent and Jason, then swung by my locker to grab my bag, and we headed back to the quiet room. As soon as we entered, Brandon gasped, blushed, and attempted to cover himself as best as possible.

“No needta be embarrassed around us, these are my two gay baby boy diaper loving boyfriends, and I have a change of clothes here for you, as well I have a diaper that I'd liketa have you allow me to put onto you. Given what you told me, I'm willing to bet that you've dreamed of being diapered for a long time. So, will you let me diaper you, or, since we're all getting good and soggy, should we change each other first, so that you can see that I'm not lying.”

Brandon's eyes, which are already animatedly large, were even larger as I said all this. He just nodded his head.

“Okay Baby Boys, let's strip and change our soggy baby bums.?” I said, and then proceeded to strip Trent, who then stripped Jason, who then stripped me.

I purposely positioned myself to watch Brandon, and he could not help but to watch in morbid curiosity. We then went opposites and took only a few minutes to change each other, and even though we are all hard, and wish more than anything to relive the pressure, we do not, however, I did hear a couple very suspicious and seriously sexy squeaks coming from Brandon as I was getting my soggy baby bum changed. We did not bother to get dressed, for now, but I had locked the door, so as to prevent anyone from coming in who was not welcome. Since we are on the second floor, no one can see in through the window anyway.

As soon as we were all taken care of, I went and stood in front of Brandon, who is still staring at all of us, or, more importantly, our diapers, and I stuck out my hand for him to grab. It took him a minute, I am guessing he knows exactly what I plan to do to him, and he was having a hell of a mental fight with himself. Once he grabbed my hand, I pulled him into a standing position, brought him to the centre of the room, and my boyfriends gathered around as I started stripping Brandon of all his clothes, even his shirt is wet at the bottom, so I will change it too. I then laid Brandon on the floor, removed his shoes, pulled off his pants and heavily stained underwear, threw the underwear in the garbage can, Brandon almost said something to this, I just shook my head no to him, silently urging him to just stay silent. There are no words for what is happening, and they will just ruin the moment, if you ask me.

As soon as I had Brandon bared, he had tried to cover himself, but I gently pulled his hands away, and gazed longingly at his still slightly small and very boyish equipment. He still looks nine years old down below, I hope he starts growing soon, but he is super cute too. Though his foreskin is more than twice the length of mine, it actually looks kind of funny.

“Oh my, you're beautiful.” I sighed.

“Mmmhmm.” My boyfriends agreed.

“No I'm not, I'm tiny.” Brandon whispered in clear shame.

“You're about the same size as your size and appearance say your age is, which probably isn't good, so I'll have my dad arrange to get you to a doctor to look into that, because I'm guessing that you're twelve, like me and Trent, and yes, you are smaller than we are, but not by all that much, really, neither of us have really starting growing yet, like you clearly saw. We're getting close though, and I have grown lots over the last year. It was about a year ago I was the exact same size as you are now.

“Same.” Trent said.

“It was about the same age and size for me too.” Jason added.

“Yeah, and I couldn't help but to see just how much you wanted to jump outta your chair and suck him so much he may have been sucked inside out. Trust me, he wouldn't complain, and fuck does his cum taste amazing, Trent and I love sucking him and then kissing and sharing the wealth. Of course, Jason loves it when we share as well.”

All Brandon did was squeak at what I had just said, but it also made him harden up fully, and once hard, he really is not all that much smaller than we are.

“Oh, you're a grower, not a show-er, it's not bad at all, only just a tiny bit smaller than us, so I don't really think you have anything to worry about.”

Brandon must not have realized that he had gone fully hard, because he looked down, gasped, blushed even more than he had been, and attempted to cover himself once again.

“Don't, show it off, you deserve to, it looks good enough to eat, and if we were somewhere more private, believe you me, you're an all you can eat buffet, and us three boys are starving. We'd make you cum so many times, you'd pass out, and we'd probably still be sucking you when you woke back up too. Besides, you enjoyed seeing us hard, so why hide.”

“You mean it?” Brandon whispered hoarsely.

“Oh yeah.” All three of us said as one.

I grabbed a diaper and doubler from my pack, some lotion and diaper rash cream, prepared and then slipped the diaper underneath Brandon, lotioned and creamed him up, and it was about three quarters of the way through the creaming when Brandon had had enough, and squeaked and panted as quietly as he could in his dry orgasm. It was hot, and damn near made me cum.

Before Brandon even came down from his orgasm, I had him taped up into a nice double thick baby diaper, just like us three got. When he came down, Brandon clearly felt that I was done, and that he was diapered, because his hand went back down, and this time I let him, because I know that he is not doing so to hide himself. I was right, because Brandon instead lovingly stroked his double thick diaper, feeling it all over, and we have buttery soft and gloriously thick diapers, they feel wonderful to the touch, both inside and out, and Brandon is clearly enjoying this, a great deal. When he dropped his hands, he looked to me, and I can see tears in his eyes.

“I know, you're scared. You've just got the one thing that you've dreamed of above all else for so long, and now that you have it, you never wish to give it up, but you think you can't possibly wear diapers twenty four seven. I'll make sure that you can. We don't have lots with us here today, but when you come over after school, I'll make sure to get you set up with the premium gay baby boy diaper lover package.”

“How.....How'd you know what I was thinking.”

“Because I saw it so very clearly in both Trent and Jason once they both got diapers and were told that they were allowed to wear all day, every day. Even I'm the same, I think I told you already, but I'll never willingly give up my thick thirsty tape on baby diapers, not now, not ever, and the person who tries may not survive the incident.”

“I think I understand, I think I already feel the same way, and I've been wearing for a whole minute.”

“Closer to five, but yeah, I think you already do.” I grinned.

“What'll I do about my retarded bitch of a mother though.”

“I think you already know the answer to that deep down, but I can't tell you. When you figure it out for yourself and decide, then you let me know. Trent too knows, deep down, and he's almost made the same decision that I know that you too will some day soon make, though, once more, neither of us will say so.”

“No, I think I've already decided, and you're right, I did know, I just can't any more. I'm too happy now.” Trent smiled softly to me.

“Good, Daddy'll be happy as well.”

“I have a really good idea of what you're talking about, and I've been looking for a way to escape her for more than two years. Would your dad adopt me, if I asked him?”

“Yes, he adopted Jason instantly, and you can't possibly tell me that you have no idea who and what he once was, as I understand it, you were once one of his targets. He'll also probably already have the paperwork ready for Trent, all he hadta do was decide. Adding you to the list really won't be a problem.”

“You really mean it, don't you?”

“Yes. Daddy's a gay baby boy diaper lover too, by the way, and Mr. Anderson, though we call him Zayden at home, is his hot gay baby diaper loving boyfriend.”

“Really. Wow, now that I never woulda called.” He gasped.

“Oh yeah, and he's super fucking hot in just a mega thick baby diaper, and when we get home, and after we all release some pressure, though you've already released a couple loads worth of pressure, we'll maybe add another diaper and doubler, and go mega thick, so that you getta truly enjoy baby diapers the way us gay baby boy diaper lovers truly love 'em, extra thick. Fuck, Jason's even more of a diaper lover than Trent and I, which I had no idea was even remotely possible before, and he'd happily wear a quadruple thick baby diaper to school. Fuck, he'd probably do so in just a cute little baby diaper shirt too.”

“In a fucking heartbeat, but my wonderful baby boyfriends make sure to temper me somewhat so that I don't get completely annihilated out there.” Jason grinned.

“Wow, but, I kinda agree with you Jason. But really, how much worse could the bullying and teasing be, right.”

“No, it could always be worse, trust me.” I said.

“Yeah, you're probably right.”

“So, let's all sit around the table, I wanna eat, and we should all get to know each other. I also thought to pack extra for you Brandon, because when Zayden told me about you, I figured that much like Trent, you probably never got a lot to eat, and that's likely half your problems, you just needta eat more and better, get your diapers so that you can get a good and proper sleep, and then stick with us, which will make you happy, which I promise will likely help nearly as much.”

“No, I get maybe one meal a day, if I'm lucky. I haven't had any food though since yesterday morning. I pissed on my mother again this morning as she was spanking me for being a useless animal, and that always translates into at least a day without food. What does getting diapers haveta do with me growing though.”

“That sucks, but never again, we promise. As for how it helps you grow, easy. You'll get more and better sleep, getting to wear nice thick baby diapers. You won't wake up cold and miserable a couple to a few times a night, you'll sleep nice and dry and warm and comfy and cozy, it'll feel like a dream come true, I promise you. I felt the same way. In fact, the first couple days, you're probably gonna sleep so much, you never imagined it, I sure did.” Trent said this time.

“Oh, that would be so nice, and I dreamed of getting diapers for so long, just so that I could get some sleep. I think I was five or six the first time I dreamed of being diapered.”

“Same.” Trent and Jason both said.

As Trent had been talking, I dug all the food from my pack, split it up, I gave myself the one third that I have to eat, and gave the other two thirds to Brandon, since I know he needs it. He looked at all the food in awe, then to me, and I nodded. It honestly looked like he thought his hand might get smacked as he reached for the food.

“Brandon, does your mother tease you with food?”

“Yes, all the fucking time. When I do finally reach for it, more often than not, she smacks my hand and laughs at me for thinking that an animal deserves to eat more than once a day.”

“That's horrible, I'm so sorry.” I said, almost sick.

“Fuck, and I thought my mom was bad, and she is, but that's sick and twisted.” Trent said in disgust.

“That, sadly, is probably one of the nicer things she says or does.”

“It sounds to me like what my dad went through. Not even I know it all, and I only just found out most of it yesterday, he just can't tell us everything that happened to him as a kid.”

“Really, your dad was raised the same way?”

“Yeah, hence the reason he takes in the broken, the battered, the abused, and gives them the loving that they deserve.”

“Wow, that's so nice, then are you adopted as well. You said he's gay too?”

“No, I'm his, technically he's bi, and so was my mom, but she died in the same accident that almost killed me, but we'll get into that in a few minutes.”

“Oh, wow. My mom always accuses me of being the reason my dad killed himself, she said my being a useless burden made him kill himself. I was only two and a half when that happened, so not sure how I could be blamed for that. No, I think it was all her, but of course, I can't say anything, I'm just a useless animal.”

“That sucks, but if you give me his name and all the information you can, I'll research him and find out why he killed himself, if it's to be found of course.”

“I'd really like that, thanks.”

So, as we sat around the table, Brandon and I eating, and he ate every crumb, we told him all our tales. The bell had rang for the end of lunch just as I finished my story, and by the time we should probably be heading to class once again, Jason was just finishing his, the last of us to do so.

“So, in a lot of ways, you three are the same, and I'm glad I have no idea what you three have gone through. I know, and I can understand certain parts, but I'll never truly know, and for that I'm thankful, but I promise to help you out and help you heal, just like I've done so for Trent and Jason. Now, we should probably get dressed, though I know Jason would rather not, but we haveta go to class, and dressed we must be.” I said.

“Thanks.” Brandon said, tears in his eyes once more.

I dug through my pack to grab Brandon a change of clothes from one of mine and Trent's backups, diaper shirt included, and then I proceeded to dressing him, while Trent and Jason were dressing each other. I then encouraged Brandon to dress me as well, and he happily did so. Before we left, I made Brandon write down any information that he could about his dad, if he knew anything. He did know, some, but admitted that he knew nothing really, and the only reason he knew his dads birth date, was because he knew that his and his dads had only been a day apart.

I have my spare block next, since I do not need it as the study group like it is supposed to be, so I normally just go to the library, and that is where I am headed once again. Pretty much as soon as the bell rang, the other three headed off to their classes, though I did give my baby boyfriends kisses goodbye, and because Brandon looked longingly, I gave him a deep kiss as well. He nearly floated from the room.

I headed to go talk to Zayden first, and we chatted for a few minutes, then I asked to borrow his phone to call Dad, and he let me. I told him that we are going to be adopting twice, because not only has Trent finally decided, but that Brandon did instantly as well. Dad said it is about time, for Trent, and absolutely for Brandon, but said that they both have to ask him themselves, I assured him that they will, that I was simply giving him a heads up. We said goodbye, love you to each other, and then I headed to the library, after saying goodbye to Zayden as well.

Once in the library and at a computer, I started by doing research. I found his dads old Facebook page first, and that told me all that I needed to know. I read pretty near everything, then found more and read it all as well, and by the time my time was up, I think I have a pretty good understanding of who Brandon's dad was, and now who Brandon is as well.

Given that that was also the last class of the day, I went and found all three of my brothers. I told Brandon to call home from the school and tell his mom that he was spending the night at a friends, and so he did, and it sounds like she tried to say something against it, because he simply said, 'I wasn't asking, I was telling you.' I nearly cheered as he hung up on her. As we were walking out of the school, Trent asked how the research went, and I told him that I would tell them all after we get home and get properly diapered. He smiled brightly and simply said, 'okay'. Jason and Brandon did so as well.

When we walked up to the house, Brandon gasped.

“I know, it's a little small and ugly, but don't worry, you don't haveta suffer in this slum for too long, our new house should be finished in just a couple more weeks.” I said, with a perfectly straight face, so good was I, that Brandon looked at me like I had gone fucking mental. Oh boy, if only he knew.

Trent and Jason both ruined it by bursting into laughter.

“Actually, this house is too big, really, and it is ugly to us, it's huge and gaudy, and Dad and I made plans for our new house before we even moved. It was actually started well before we even arrived here. Come on in though, then we get to strip down to just our soggy baby diapers and go relieve a little back pressure. Us three little baby boys don't technically have any real pressure to relive, but Jason sure does, and you get to suck him first, but then you absolutely must share it with us in amazing cum kisses.”

“Really?” He gasped and stuttered.

“Oh yeah.” All three of us said as one.

As soon as we made it inside, we headed to our bedroom, where we all quickly stripped off our clothes.

“Now, Jason's the first boy you've ever sucked, right?” I asked, he nodded. “Yeah, thought so. So, couple pointers.” I said, and then gave him the basics. “Now, don't be afraid to suck him good and dry, Trent and I are gonna suck each other, and remember, after every cum sucking, make sure and share it with us, we'll be sorely disappointed if you're a greedy baby boy and take all our baby milk.”

“You really mean it, don't you?”

“Oh hell yeah.” I said, and then pushed Trent onto his back, pulled down the front of his already slightly soggy diaper, and latched onto his proud protrusion, and sucked him happily.

I heard Brandon moan deeply from seeing this, but then he asked Jason to lay down as well, and then dove in. He nuzzled Jason's soggy diaper for a few seconds, then pulled it down only enough to expose all that he needs, and sucked Jason all the way in without even so much as trying, or gagging, which shocked me. I mean, I was the same, I guess he was just made to suck cock, just like me, and boy are we. The two boys underneath us are moaning and sighing in pleasure.

Trent went off first, but Jason erupted only half a second later, and I heard Brandon sigh deeper than I think I have ever heard anyone sigh before.

“Wow, you're fucking fantastic, now come kiss me first, share a little of my baby cream with me, then my baby brothers would like some as well.” Jason moaned.

“You mean it?” Brandon asked with a cum eating grin.

“Oh yeah, you suck damn near as well as Heath does, and Trent's getting damn near as good, and Heath's had lotsa practice, way more 'an the rest of us do combined.”

“You make me sound like such a slut.” I huffed indignantly.

“No, you make yourself sound like a slut, I just point out the obvious.”

“Oh, right.” I giggled, then sighed, because Brandon came to me first, and gave me a wonderful cum kiss.

We broke only a minute later, and then Brandon kissed Trent.

As soon as Brandon broke the kiss with Trent, he dove right back onto Jason's still nice hard teen baby bone, and started sucking him. He had been about to say something, probably something along the lines of let me suck you now, only it never came out, only a deep satisfied sigh instead.

I latched back onto Trent again, figuring that we may as well keep it even then, and we sucked our baby brothers for almost three minutes this time, and when Jason came, Brandon went to Trent first this time, then me, and finally Jason, and they kissed longest. I think that maybe Brandon is falling for Jason, he likes the older men. Good. I still love Trent more, and maybe this way we can be a foursome, but still two couples as well. That works, and when we finally get Zayden and Dad, it will be three pairs, but one sextuplet, which is fucking awesome, just the name itself lends well to what we will be.

This time, once we were ready to suck again, Jason urged Brandon onto his back, and he proceeded to give Brandon a premium baby blowjob, and boy was he vocal, he seems to be enjoying himself a great deal. Now with no creamy cum loads to enjoy, we just stayed sucking, and while Trent and I were good after two amazing baby boygasms, Jason ended up sucking Brandon for six, because he kept asking him to continue. So, we let them, just watched and cheered them on. Finally Brandon sighed deeply, and when Jason pulled off, he was finally fully soft once again.

“Wow, nothing's ever felt better, well, except maybe this amazing baby diaper.”

“Know how you feel.” We pretty much all said the exact same thing, at the same time.

“But, now it's time to make them even better.” I said.

I had already went and grabbed all the supplies that we will be needing, and since Brandon has never experienced this, he gets to be first. I poked hundreds of holes in the outer diaper that he is already wearing, Trent prepared the next diaper and doubler and passed it to me once I was ready for it, and then I taped it on him with that diapers tapes. I then had Brandon get up onto his knees, and Jason came in with the tape and ensured that it would not easily come off. I made Brandon do the same for me, and he did amazingly well, and then he also got to diaper up the other two baby boys just as well. All the while, none of us really spoke.

“So, how is it?” I ask softly. He is once more rubbing his mega thick baby diaper lovingly.

“So....so.....so......glorious. It's better than I ever dreamed it could be. It's gonna be a fight to get me to school without being just as thickly diapered as this from now on.”

“Know how you feel.” Jason said.

“We do too, but we simply can't. Well, except maybe at Halloween, when we'll get to dress up however we want, I'm thinking a super baby for sure.” I smiled.

“In the meantime, we do get double thick baby diapers, which really is all that we need, and is still amazing, just not so blatantly thick. We can just barely conceal them as it is, but four thick, especially once super soggy, no fucking way could we hide that.” Trent added.

“Yeah, I know.” Brandon said.

“Now, you said you had information, let's go sit and you can tell us.” Jason said.

“Sure, come on.”

We went and sat on the bed in a circle, and I started right away.

“Your dad was gay Brandon. He belonged to several gay forums and whatnot, but he was still fully in the closet. He admitted that he had tried to play it straight, that he was with a woman, but that it wasn't willingly either. Your mother raped him, made him make her pregnant. He thinks she knew that he was truly gay, but neither ever said. His last post was to Facebook, where he told everyone very publicly that he was gay, that he loved diapers, that he had had to have a surgery when he was a kid to repair his bladder, but that he had never stopped loving diapers. He then went on to say that your mother found all this out, and swore that she was going to make a laughing stock outta him.

“He admitted that he was going to commit suicide, and he had dozens of family and friends beg him not to, I assume that they all tried to call as well, but it was minutes after his last post that he did it. He hung himself, tied himself to an upper rail in the house they were living in, and jumped off, it looks like death was instant when his neck snapped. Sorry, but you needed to know that, even though it's horrible to hear.

“It seems none of his family and friends were impressed with your mother, they all blamed her fully. It doesn't sound as if any of them found out that she raped him though, otherwise I assume she'd be in jail, because, for some stupid reason, that was not something that he posted publicly, though I think he shoulda. You totally woulda been given to someone else in the family, and you woulda had a helluva lot better life. Your mom moved here after all that transpired, looks like she severed all ties to his family and friends, and that's about it.

“That also means that your being adopted by us may be contested by his family, but if they do, and they ask you, then it'll be your choice, you're twelve, so I think you'll get some say. I didn't research any of them to see if they're still alive or anything.”

“Wow, the poor guy, but thanks for telling me, even the hard facts. I know how he felt though, she's made me feel the same way millions of times. I was too scared to do it though, if I failed, she'd just make my life a living hell, well, more than it already was. I suppose it was all I really knew too though.”

“You're sorta welcome. That's never stuff anyone really wants to know, but you needed to know it as well. It may also go a long way in explaining your bladder problems, and I have no idea if gayness can be passed to children, I doubt it, though my dad and I are, but maybe it can too, so maybe it did for you as well. I suppose we can never tell. So, your bladder problems might be a genetic issue, but, honestly, will you ever ask to have it repaired?”

“Hell no.”

“Good.”

“As for his family contesting it, if they didn't try and get me then, I don't want them now anyway. Simple as that. They hadta know that she wasn't right in the head if she did that to him, so how could they leave me with her.”

“Who's to say. She severed all ties, so, maybe they couldn't find you.”

“If they wanted to find me, they could've, it wouldn't have been hard to do.”

“I agree. I coulda found you in minutes.” I said simply.

“Exactly. So, no, I won't accept them, period.”

“Good.”

We sat around talking for a good while longer, just getting to know each other even more. When it was time to go make dinner, we all did, making some tea as we did so, and enjoyed that a lot when it was done. Zayden showed up seconds before dinner was done, and asked if we minded that he came to spend the evening with us until Dad makes it home, and we told him that it was all good, of course I added that only if he strips to his soggy baby diaper as well, which he did instantly, and Brandon came again.

“Wow, hair trigger on that one, huh.” Zayden laughed while Brandon was still slumped on the floor, nearly passed out.

“I think it's more that he's just wanted diapers so much, for so long, that it's still overloading him, and Jason made him cum lots earlier, and he did a couple times before that too.” I said.

“Good to hear, and he's such a little cutie in his mega thick baby diapers, just like I thought he would be.” He grinned brightly.

“Yeah, he sure is.” Jason sighed deeply, good, that means good things for the both of them.

Just as we were setting the table, Brandon came to again, and when he looked to Zayden, he blushed.

“Hey, no blush necessary, you're super fucking hot like this, and I'm glad you came so gloriously fucking hard just from seeing me in my wonderfully soggy baby diaper, it tells me that I was absolutely right about you, you truly are a beautiful little gay baby boy diaper lover, and I'm glad that I finally found a way to help you out. True, I told you I was introducing you to Heath so that he could maybe tutor you, but the main reason was, I knew you were gay, like super gay, I get the feeling that there's a right hot little gay baby boy diaper loving slut bubbling just beneath the surface of you, and when it escapes, you're gonna be super fucking hot to watch, and maybe even enjoy. I also knew full well you were a full time bed wetter, and from the reports I had on how many bathroom breaks you ask for, I suspected that you were a pants wetter as well. So, knowing all that, I knew that Heath, Trent, and Jason could all be of considerable help to you. Sander already told me that you're wanting him to adopt you, same with you Trent, that's great, so, I was right, and I'm happy.”

“Thanks.” Brandon blushed cutely.

“You're very welcome, but I'm right, aren't I? You'd be perfectly comfortable having a line of hot little gay baby boys, teens, and men, all diapered, ready and willing to fuck and fill you as full as they possibly can, and taking every last one of them, preferably three at a time, 'til you're finally satisfied.”

“Oh yeah.” He moaned.

“Same.” The rest of us all said together.

“Really?” He asked.

“Hell yeah, don't tell me that you didn't already get the hint when you and the other three played this afternoon when you got home. I mean, honestly, were you in the door for more than a minute before you were down to your soggy baby diapers, and playing like good little gay baby boy diaper loving sluts should be?”

“Yeah, and it was pretty amazing.”

“Yeah, well, every last one of us in this house right now are all the same. Sander, your new daddy, is the same too. The most I've ever experienced was twenty two total gay baby boy diaper loving sluts, I was fucked and filled so fucking full, I hadta be quadruple diapered, and be changed twice in the following four hours to contain it all. Was a really good fucking night, though, I tell you.”

“Wow, and you really had three dicks in you at once?”

“Oh hell yeah, being triple fucked, through soggy baby diapers, is where it's fucking at, I tell you. Fuck, the first time I felt three dicks in my gay baby diapered ass was when I was nine, I was already a full on gay baby boy diaper lover, my babysitter introduced me to the life when I was seven, and I was becoming a right little slut. So, for my ninth birthday, that's what I asked him for, and he managed to round up five other hot horny gay teen baby boys, and two days after my ninth birthday, he gave me a birthday gift I'll never forget. I had three teen baby cocks in me at a time, we lasted damn near three hours, every last one of those gay teen baby boys were drained so fully that not even one of them was able to get hard 'til late the next day, we were all together for the entire weekend, when they did it all over again. It really hurt the next day, I was so bruised and swollen, but I hadn't torn, and I loved every fucking second of it.

“Best fucking weekend of my life. All possible emphasis on fucking of course. It was shortly after that that my uncle, who I lived with, found out just how slutty I was becoming, and confronted me. I thought I was dead meat, turns out he took me in because he was already certain I was gonna turn out gay when I was four and my mom died, and let's just say, he certainly never tried hard to potty train me, and always kept nice thick baby diapers around.

“He fucked and filled me so gloriously full that night, and then that weekend, I had a line of men wanting to fuck me. I was eleven the first time he allowed me to be triple fucked, and that was my eleventh birthday gift, I told him that was the only thing I wanted, and boy did I get it. Second best weekend of my life, then the third, was the following weekend when both our groups of friends merged, and I got fucked so much I actually passed out three times before they were all finished with me, and I bloody well asked for it again the next night once we'd all recuperated. So, yeah, trust me, you've dreamed it, I lived it, and now maybe you can as well.”

“Wow, really, and, would you, you know, be willing to fuck me as well?” Brandon asked, and though he is blushing, the horniness is radiating off him so much and so thick you could cut it with a knife.

“Oh hell yeah, all four of you baby boys, Sander and I'll happily fuck and fill you, but that'll haveta wait for this weekend.”

“Oh, I'd so totally let you do me right here, right now.”

“Yes, I know, but, you needta be well prepared first.”

“I don't care, I just want it and need it so bad.”

“Know how you feel.”

“I could come over there and you can really find out how I feel.” Brandon said huskily.

“Down Tiger, not yet.” Zayden laughed.

“So, do you still have lotsa gay baby friends like that then?” I could not help but to ask.

“Sadly, no. I no longer live there. I hadta move when I went to university, and then I came here to start teaching, because this area needed teachers and they were offering great bonuses to come here, good enough that I paid off my student loans and whatnot in only half the time it would've otherwise, and I like it here. I'm still in contact with most of them, though my uncle died a couple years ago now, and they do still enjoy fun times, and I've been back a few times and fucked hard for old times sake, but here, well, it's been hard finding the sorts of people that turn my crank. I know a few, sure, but nothing like I knew when I was a kid. When the time's right, I'll introduce you to them.”

“Oh, would you look at the time, it appears to be fuck o'clock.” I giggled.

“Yes, well, for a horny little gay baby boy diaper loving slut, it's always fuck o'clock in slutsville.” Zayden grinned.

“Fuck, is it ever.” We pretty much all said together.

“Yeah, but, it's a school night, for all of us, we can't afford to be draining all our energy and not be functional for what it is we're supposed to be doing. Remember, the joys of being an adult is sometimes giving up, or postponing what you wanna do because of the things you haveta do. You boys are getting to be young men, very fine young men if I may say so, and so, those are lessons that you really must start learning now. No, we never haveta give up sex entirely, but, you must learn that there really is a time and a place for it, and tonight is not that time.”

“Yeah, I know.” I said sadly, “But it most certainly doesn't mean I haveta like it any.” The others all nodded their agreement on this.

“No, but, in a way, it really truly does make when you getta enjoy it, that much better, because then you get to have a healthy anticipation of something so amazing. Raunchy, hot, slutty, gay baby boy diaper loving sex is amazing, I doubt one of you could contest that, but it is draining, it wears you out, I know at least a couple of you've already sorta experienced this, but you've never truly felt completely and totally sexually exhausted, if we did what you wanna do right now, there's no chance any of us would be capable of going to school tomorrow morning.”

“Yeah, I think we're all starting to understand that. The other day was certainly pretty exhausting, and we didn't even really get all that nasty, nor did we go for all that long.” Jason admitted.

“Exactly. Jack off, maybe even suck each other once in the evenings, though I do strongly suggest you boys do just use hands as often as anything else as well, or more if possible, it's softer, more tender, slower, less tiring, and really does make when you have full out sex that much better. Also, can any of you contain your orgasms for more than just a minute or two yet once you truly start?”

“No.” We all admitted.

“You needta learn how to do so. I loved my parties, but I was usually left pretty tired and sore, for days after, but, you know, I also really cherished the times when my uncle'd just hold me tenderly, stroke me softly, make it take an hour before I came. He taught me control early on, told me that it's important that I learn that, because men can't cum as often as young boys can, and they take longer, so I don't wanna cum too much before my men are done.”

“How though.”

“Learn to read each other, when you're about to cause an orgasm, stop, move onto something else, make it last, make your partner hold off, edge him, kiss, lick, suck, nibble, make him feel like a god. Good sex takes minutes, great sex takes fifteen minutes, truly amazing sex takes an hour or more. Most people figure this out on their own eventually, but, I feel that it's a very important lesson that everyone should learn young.”

“Oh, okay, thanks.” We all said more or less at the same time.

From there we moved to other topics, no, not even we all talk about sex non stop, and we laughed and joked until Dad made it home. For the rest of the night, we talked lots more, Dad mostly ensuring that Trent and Brandon truly wanted to come live with us. Of course that was an astounding yes. He made them fill out the paperwork themselves requesting it, and then he said that he would have his lawyer get the rest all done for him. I asked him, at one point during this, if he has managed to get Jason all taken care of yet, and he said that it is not yet complete, but that it will be done soon.

For the rest of the week, we all had a lot of fun, us four baby boys now a nice group of friends at school. It was noticed though, on Friday morning, that we are all rather heavily diapered. Of course, pretty near everyone had already known that I was diapered anyway, but then when one person noticed that the other three are as well, it spread around the school so fast I am sure it must have exceeded the speed of light. Yeah, light is the fastest moving thing in the universe, you have never seen gossip spread in a middle school. We all smiled and said yes, we are, and no, you cannot bully us for it. Of course Zayden got wind of it, called an assembly after lunch, and informed everyone that he had been hearing rumours about a group of students being bullied, harassed, teased, and taunted for a medical reason, and that it is absolutely unacceptable, that if he continues to hear rumors of any harassment, for any reason, that he will personally investigate every report, and that for every person that he finds from now on doing such a thing, that he will hand each and every one of them a two week, in school suspension, where they will not only have to write at least three reports on what they did and why it is wrong, but that he will ensure that every bit of school work, plus some, is also done to perfection. Well, hopefully that will help.

When we were let out of school, we all walked home, and since we all need soggy baby bum changes, we took care of that first. We did not play though, us boys have some much better ideas for that, later, but, we were all so fucking hard anyway, that it was damn near impossible not to play.

When Zayden made it home, because he has not gone to his own home once this week, and we know that he no longer wants to either, I admit, I damn near raped him before he even had the door closed. He must have seen the evil grins on all our faces, because he laughed.

“Not yet sluts, later.”

“Ah, nuts.” We pretty much all said.

“You wanna wait for Sander, don't you?”

“Yeah.” We all reluctantly agreed.

“Yeah, and we all need dinner, so don't worry.”

“Fine.” We all moaned.

“Zayden, first of all, thanks for the assembly today, that'll hopefully help. Second, something I've been wondering, why doesn't the principal ever do anything? It always seems to be you doing it.”

“Hah, yeah right. No, Mr. Werner is what the rest of us staff liketa call a legacy placement, or a relic, he's nearly eighty years old, but refuses to retire, he hardly does anything at all any more, and I honestly think that one day I'm gonna go into his office and find him dead. By the sounds of it, he hates his wife and would rather work 'til the day he dies instead of being home with her. Unfortunately we're stuck with him though. The school board knows and understands this, hence the reason I'm actually being paid the same as he is, my official title is Vice Principal, but everyone there knows that it's me that's actually in charge.”

“Ah, wondered about that. He is pretty old. They can't force him to retire though?”

“No, but I think this is his last year, I think he turns eighty pretty soon, and that's when mandatory retirement hits, so he won't have a choice. I wonder how long he'll last after he retires.”

“No shit.”

We started making dinner together, so that we will eat and have the energy needed, I know that Dad and Zayden are both looking forward to his every bit as much as us little baby boys are. We got a surprise though, when Dad walked in only seconds before we were gonna start eating.

“Daddy, you're home.” I squealed.

“Oh yeah, couldn't concentrate any more, knowing what we're gonna get up to tonight, so I decided to call it a day. Have you boys already decided how you wanna do this for your first time?”

“Yeah, you get to lay on your back, and I get your amazing fucking cock, and then Jason gets to double stuff me with you, and Trent gets Zayden and Brandon. Then tomorrow morning, we switch, and you and I get to fuck Jason while Brandon gets Zayden and Trent. Then, tomorrow night, if you two men are still alive after what we plan to put you through, you get two baby boys each as well.”

“Sounds enjoyable. You boys certain that you can take that much though, especially you Brandon?”

“Oh yeah.” We all said.

Then Brandon added, “I've been playing with my bum for years, I can fist fuck myself now, have been for a couple months already.”

“Nice.” Dad said, he had already admitted that to us when we were talking about this.

So, we all ate as much as we were going to need to give us the energy that we are about to expend, but, we were barely finished when us boys were dragging the men to their bedroom, and we sure as hell did not clean up the mess first either.