Review from the last chapter: "Well boys, luckily we did not have any big plans for today. So now it will be a relaxing day here at home. I don't feel like going out in the mud after all that rain we had yesterday. Once you are done eating you all can go watch cartoons for a little while, then we can figure out what else we will do. If you 2 want to stay in your warm sleepers today, you can since we will be at home. If you want to get dressed, you can do that too, just let me know. We will go over house rules in a little bit also. But if you boys go upstairs, please make sure to show the rules that are posted on the back of each door. Now I am going to have my breakfast." With that, Kevin sat down, dished up some pancakes, and enjoyed them.
The boys went into the family room and started to watch cartoons. While they did this, Stevie thought he should get to know the new boy.
"My name is Steven, this is my best friend Kam. He has been sleeping over for a few days because of spring break. What your name?"
The little boy looked scared. He had been in this spot many times before and every time he was worried he might say something that will make the other kids hate him or pick on him. Luckily these boys are about his size, so he hopes they won't hurt him and can be friends.
"My name is Hobie. I'm 8. Please don't beat me up." Said the boy in a very soft yet scared tone.
"Hobie. We are both 9. But I turn 10 next week. I used to get picked on and bullied a lot. I don't get it much anymore, and I would never do that to you." Said Stevie.
"Your name is really cool. I like it. I hope we can be friends." Said Kam with a caring smile for the boy.
"My dad picked my name. He loved boats and named me after the Hobie sailboat. I grew up on a boat until my dad was killed when we were in the Caribbean somewhere. Then my mom sold it and we moved in with my grandma. I was 5 then. I went from sunshine, swimming, fun, and the ocean to snow, cold, and boredom."
"That sucks. I have never seen the ocean. But I really want to. I want to see dolphins and go fishing for tuna and groupers and dorado." Said Stevie.
"Dolphins are so cool. They would swim at the front of our boat sometimes. I loved watching them and then they would jump out of the water if the waves were big enough. I caught lots of fish. I love fishing. But I have not gone since my dad died. I miss it a lot."
"Kevin likes to take us fishing. I am sure he will take you too." Stated Stevie.
This got a quick smile from the scared boy. Then his face went blank again.
"I doubt it. I bet I won't be here long. I always get moved. They say I'm too much work or trouble. Then what happened last night, I bet once he learns what they say I did, I will be moved again. I heard the social worker saying this is my last chance before a group home or institute." Said Hobie as he slowly started to cry.
Kam looked at Stevie and they spoke without talking. Both boys went to Hobie and wrapped him in a group hug and held him as he cried. He started to cry even harder.
Kevin heard the noises and came to investigate. He saw the 3 boys in a hug and Hobie crying a deep cry. Stevie made eye contact and Kevin could tell that he was not needed there yet. He would wait until the boys came to him or called for him.
Hobie cried for several minutes. He had cried a lot lately, but not a deep cry to let out his hurt and fears. When he was done crying Stevie and Kam gave him one last squeeze and then moved back to their seats. Hobie looked at the boys and actually smiled. He had not smiled much the last few years, and for the first time since his daddy died, he felt like someone did care about him.
It was at this time he noticed wetness in his crotch. He peed a little. Not a lot, but enough that he could feel it and was afraid the older boys would notice it.
"Hobie, I think we squeezed you too hard when we hugged you. It caused you to leak a little bit. We can go upstairs and get you into dry clothes. We got more of these comfy sleepers, they are warm and soft. I am sure there is some that will fit you." Said Stevie with a warm smile on his face.
"You think I'm just a big baby." Hobie said and started to cry again.
Stevie hugged him and whispered in his ear, "wet pants are no big deal here, so don't worry about it. We are a lot alike. I got some really soft and comfy special underwear that I wear so I don't have wet pants or pjs. I bet they will fit you too. I'm wearing some now, and they are extra comfy. Kam is wearing them too."
Stevie stood up. He then reached out for Hobie's hand and pulled him to his feet. Then, with Kam's help, they guided him upstairs.
Stevie took the boy to his room. Hobie liked the room, especially the Harry Potter sheets on the bunk bed.
"This is my room. There are 2 rooms up here. Both have bunk beds in them. If you want, you can have the other room all to yourself. But if you want, I bet Kevin will let you sleep in here with me. I like the bottom bunk, so if you like top bunk that would be cool."
"You want me to share your room with me. Really? Will our foster dad let us pick where we sleep?" Hobie said excitedly.
"Kevin is my cousin. I live here most the time, but I do go see my mom each week and sometimes will spend the night there. But for now, I live most the time with Kevin. He is really cool. He lets us make a lot of choices many parents would not. Look here on the back of the door. He posts the house rules on the door, so everyone knows them. We will go over them once you are in clean clothes. Do you want a soft warm sleeper like we got, and the comfy undies we are wearing too?"
"I don't have any pjs like that in my bags. Should we go get them and bring them up here?"
Stevie went to the closet and opened the dresser in it. The bottom drawer was full of one pieces sleepers, some with feet, some without. Stevie guessed Hobie would fit size 8 like Kam, does. He knew that he had a Pikachu one, that he wore when Kam was over the first time. He got it out and showed it to Hobie.
"That's Pikachu. Cool. Can I wear it?"
"Sure, if you take off your shirt and pants then we can help you out." Said Kam.
Hobie, blushed a little when he heard the boys say this. He got scared too, because of what happened at the last house.
"I can take it in the bathroom and change in there."
"Hobie, there is no reason to be shy. We are all boys here. When it's hot in the summer I normally don't wear much around the house, and sleep in just my special undies. If you want, I can take my sleeper off, and you can see me in my special underwear and then you will see we are all the same here."
Hobie slowly took off his shirt. Then his wet pants. Stevie showed him the dirty clothes hamper. Hobie was standing in just his socks and wet undies. They were not super wet, but they were wet in the front and had stains in them, so it appeared to not be the first time they got wet with pee.
Stevie then opened the top drawer in the dresser next to the bed. He set the wipes, lotion, and diaper on top of the dresser. He tried to keep his body between Hobie and the diaper so he would not panic.
"Kam, can you put that towel on the bed please." Kam placed the towel on the bed so that Stevie could help Hobie get into his much-needed diaper.
"Hobie, can you lay down on that towel? Then I can help you get cleaned up. Trust me, I won't hurt you. I know it's hard to trust new people. If you would rather, I can call Kevin and he can help you instead, but since we are all boys, and the same size and almost the same age, I thought it would be best if we helped you out."
Hobie, did as asked. When he saw Stevie set the lotion, wipes, and diaper on the bed, he started to panic.
"I'm not a baby, I don't need a diaper during the day." Cried out Hobie as he was trying to keep his wet undies on, so the older boys don't put him in a diaper.
"Hobie, lots of big boys wear diapers. Many have accidents at night and some even during the days. They make them for grown-ups too." Said Stevie.
"That's not true. Only babies wear diapers. You will just make fun of me and tease me once you make me wear it, just like the others did." Said Hobie as he cried.
"I'm not a baby, neither is Kam. We are older than you and in 4th grade. Please trust me. Here, we will take our sleepers off, and you can see for yourself." Then Stevie stood up and started to unzip his pjs. Kam stood next to his BF and did the same. Once unzipped, Stevie took his arms out and pushed it down, past his waist. Kam did the same. Both boys stood in front of Hobie showing off their wet diapers.
Hobie watched as the boys pushed their sleeper down and off their bodies until it was around their knees. He was shocked to see that both were wearing a diaper. Even more so that both diapers were wet. Not soaked, but wet. Realizing this, Hobie was able to calm down and stopped crying. The only problem was he was now getting a stiffy and did not realize it yet.
"See, we are alike. We won't tease you, and please don't tease us. We won't tell anyone either. We wear diapers a lot of the time, and I even wear them to school sometimes. Are you a bedwetter too? Did you wear anything to bed to keep it dry at night?" said Stevie in a calm and caring voice.
"Yeah, I wet the bed. I never had a dry night that I can remember. My daddy never made me feel bad about it, and he diapered me every night and told me I was cute and a good boy. But my mom and grandma would call me a baby and other names. The foster parents kept trying to make me stop wetting and saying I was lazy or doing it on purpose. Some were not too bad, but some would not let me drink anything after dinner, and others would tease me and make me feel bad about it. Sometimes I would have to stand in the corner every morning after breakfast. I had to stand in just my wet pullup and then all the other kids teased me and called me a baby. Sometimes there would be other boys that wet too, and they were treated the same way. If I wet during the day I got teased and once they took my wet pants and rubbed them in my face. They said the dog does not pee in the house, so why do I? Then they told me if I kept wetting, I would be treated like a big baby since only babies wet their pants and need diapers in the days."
"I'm so sorry that happened. But I promise that won't happen here. The only thing that might happen is Kevin might call you a diaper boy, but he is not being mean. He calls me his Diaper Boy a lot. He says I'm really cute in my diapers. He tries to make me feel good that I need diapers sometimes and that I even like how they feel too."
"Yeah, Kevin has been really nice to me and told me lots of big boys still need diapers, and even some just like wearing them. He gives good hugs too. I just wish my dad would give me hugs and cuddle me like I get when I'm here." Said Kam.
"Ok, now let's get you out of your wet undies and into a comfy diaper like us." Said Stevie as he leaned in and pulled Hobie's wet spiderman undies off. He then took a wipe, and cleaned him up, including the head of his now erect penis. Then Stevie had Hobie lift his bottom so he could slide the diaper under him. Once it was in place, he put the lotion all over his skin that would be in the diaper. He then pulled the diaper up and attached the tapes to each side. He was in a size 6 pampers just like Stevie was. He gave Hobie a moment to get used to the feeling of the soft diaper. Once Hobie opened his eyes. He saw that Kam was holding the sleeper so he could step into it.
Hobie got into the sleeper and then Stevie zipped it up.
"Hobie, can you help us get our sleepers back on and zipped up please" asked Kam.
"Sure"
Hobie helped each of the boys to get redressed; then they sat and talked for a few minutes.
"Kevin said we needed to show you the rules on the door, so let's go look at them. They are pretty simple."
They went to the door, and on the back were some rules that were in a plastic sleeve and attached to the door.
"Basically what it says is that you are treated how you act. If you act like a baby or toddler by having a temper tantrum, then you will be treated like one for a few days. But it also means that if we want to be a little kid and treated like it we can, if we ask."
"Teasing is not allowed, at all. It's a form of bullying and that is not allowed. Punishments fit the crime. So, if you tease someone, you will know how they feel. Like if you tease someone for wearing glasses, Kevin has these ugly glasses you have to wear for a month. If you get in trouble for not doing school work, Kevin will give you extra school work to do like a book report. If you don't do your chores, you don't get any allowance, and you get extra chores you must do as your punishment."
"We don't have to make our bed, but we should keep it neat. We don't have to have the room all clean and stuff, but no food or stuff like that on the floor. We must have a walkway to the bed and hamper, where Kevin can walk without stepping on anything. He will not pick up our clothes, so if they are not in the hamper, they don't get washed. If we don't have clean clothes for school, then Kevin gets to pick out what we HAVE to wear. It's not fun, so I always make sure to put my dirty clothes in the hamper every day. We have to change our sheets, at least every 2 weeks on Saturday morning, and if we need help we can help each other, or we can get Kevin to help too."
"We have a bedtime, and we need to wash our hands before meals. If you want a hug, Kevin gives really good ones, and he is great to cuddle and snuggle up to. We all eat the same food. I heard some foster parents eat really good food and give the kids nasty stuff. Not here, we all eat the same. Kevin does not like mean words, and that includes hate. He says you can "not like someone" but it's bad to "hate someone" because you are hurting yourself when you hate a person. It's only ok to hate a thing, like brussel sprouts. YUCK!"
That got Hobie to giggle and smile.
"If you ever have a bad dream, or need to be changed at night, you can go wake Kevin up in his room downstairs. He will not get mad. I do it a lot sometimes. I can change you too if you want and I like to have someone to cuddle to when I sleep if you ever feel you want to snuggle at night."
"We are not allowed to put anything in the fish tanks. Do not tap on the glass or hit the tanks, it will scare the fish and they can get hurt then. The fish get fed special food, and at the same time. Kevin will let us feed them if we are good. He will put his arm in the tank and it's funny to watch the fish swim up and nibble on his hair and the bubbles on his arm. Even the lionfish will swim next to his arm."
Stevie and Hobie went over the few other rules. Then Stevie gave him some first-hand knowledge.
"Ok, here are a few things you should know. Kevin is a great person, and he will never hurt you. He treats everyone like we are a big family, and we do everything together. If he gets mad, he will normally go sit and cool off so he does not yell or say something that might hurt us. If you hear him raise his voice, do whatever he says, as that means either he is worried or scared for us, or getting upset and trying to get our attention and wants us to do something for a reason. I have only heard him really yell twice in the last year. Once what when he stubbed his toe really bad at night. It was bleeding and I thought it was broken. It was also the first time I heard him use the F word. The other time was when we were all roughhousing outside, and we ended up near a broken bottle. I and John were wrestling and did not stop when Kevin told us to. He yelled at us to stop and not move. I was scared. I hate yelling and he knows it. Once we stopped, he was calm and told us what the problem was. The broken bottle was only like 2 inches from our heads and if we had rolled over anymore, we would have been badly hurt and had to go to the hospital for sure. It would have cut up our faces and necks. I was shaking and Kevin held me for like a half an hour until I was all better because yelling really messes with me. He said he was sorry but had to make us stop and knew yelling would make us stop and pay attention."
"What's this page, it says "Kevin's Duties" on it?"
"That is what Kevin is supposed to do for us. It says we have a safe home to live in, regular meals to eat, a clean bed to sleep in, and clean clothes to wear (if put in hamper). He put this here, so we understand he has rules too. He says that is part of being a family, we all have duties and rules we follow to help make the family work better."
"That's cool, I never saw that anywhere before. In some places, the rules change each day depending on if it's the mom or dad home or if they been drinking or if they got an older kid that watches us and likes to torment and torture us. Like at my last home. I had special rules I had to follow, but their son could do anything. They believed everything he told them and called me and the other foster kids liars if we said he was hurting us or taking our stuff. It was so unfair, but that happens a lot when foster parents got their own real kids." Said Hobie.
"Kevin treats us all the same. He might treat me a little special but also expects me to follow the rules better than everyone else. Another thing he has is NEVER LIE TO HIM. He hates that. I got in trouble and when he said I lost some of his respect and trust, it was worse than when my father use to hit me or my stepdad threw me into the wall. I hated knowing that Kevin did not trust me as much anymore and that I let him down. He told me it would take months to start to earn that trust back. I don't ever want to do that again."
"Do you want to play up here? We got Legos and cars and stuff, or we can play downstairs. There are Legos down there too, and we can listen to cartoons then."
"I don't care, you know better than I do, I'm new here. You pick."
"Let's go downstairs. Besides, it's warmer down there, and since we are all in just socks, I don't want my feet to get cold."
The boys went downstairs and played for a while. Kevin joined them later in the family room and watched a fishing show while the boys played. After Lunch, Kevin took Hobie upstairs and they went over the rules, to make sure he understood them. Especially the part that said he was responsible for his friends. Kevin explained that meant if he had a friend over, and a friend broke the rule, he would get in trouble for it, as would his friend. He told him that if Kam got in trouble while he was here, any punishment Kam would get or should get, Stevie would get too, because he invited him over as his friend.
Kevin had taken Hobie's bags upstairs and asked him which room he wanted to call his room for now. Hobie asked if he could have the top bunk in Stevie's room. Kevin happily agreed. He then helped Hobie put his stuff away in the second dresser, as well as on a few shelves of the big bookshelf. Hobie blushed when Kevin grabbed his half-empty pack of GoodNites. Kevin put them in the closet. Once they put it all way, Kevin had Hobie sit with him on Stevie's bed so they could talk.
"Hobie, I want you to understand a few things. I saw you blush when I pulled out your GoodNites. It's not a big deal, lots of boys wet the bed, and almost half the boys in foster care that are under 12 wets the bed often. However, here we do not use GoodNites or pull-ups for nighttime. If you need or want to wear them in the day, like to school, scouts, karate, dance, or whatever, then you might be able to use the pullups, but normally it's tape on diapers. They hold more, leak less, and most boys say they are softer and comfier. So at night, you will be in diapers. I am guessing by now, Stevie has already told you he wears diapers a lot, and Kam needs them nightly too. I said there is no teasing, here, and I mean it. I know Stevie would never tease you about diapers, and he will not tell anyone else you wear them. Please do the same and don't tell anyone that he and Kam wear them. Based on what you are wearing now, I am assuming you are in a diaper now too. Especially when I see some very dirty and wet undies on the floor there. (pointing to Hobie's undies that were left on the floor at the end of the bed)."
Hobie was looking down and was blushing because Kevin had figured him out already.
"Lots of boys wear diapers, lots of them like wearing them and how they feel too. Some like them even when they don't need to wear them. It's ok. Many are afraid to admit they like how they feel and like or want to wear diapers because they are scared they will be teased and bullied. But when given a safe place to be who they are, and know they won't be teased or picked on for it, they are able to be who they are meant to be. Everyone is different and unique. Be happy with whom you are. I don't judge anyone. I will treat you based on how you act when you are living with us."
"I have read your file, and I know what the last foster parents said you did. We will talk about it more later when you are more comfortable talking about it with me. But know this. If what they claim is true, then so be it, I do not care. All I ask is never to force yourself on anyone, especially while you live here. If you both want to do it, then it's okay. However, if what they said is not true and he forced you to do stuff, then I hope you will tell me, so WE can help protect other boys from being hurt and used by him as he hurt you. Lots of boys play around with other boys, I think it's pretty normal. Not as many at your age, but still some do. I won't tell you that you can't make yourself feel good, but I will say not to force it on others, and to do it in privacy."
Kevin let that sink in for about 30 seconds. Hobie sat quietly thinking about all Kevin had told him and how he has been treated so far today since he arrived.
"Is there anything you want to ask me, tell me, or talk about?" Kevin asked Hobie.
"Not really, at least now yet."
"No problem, when you do or when you are comfortable to ask, feel free. If you want to talk to Stevie about stuff, you can do that too, but I hope you will trust me and talk to me. Anything we talk about is private. I won't tell others what you tell me unless I have to because another child could be in danger. Also, what happens in this house is private. Stevie won't tell anyone what happens here, and I hope you will be the same. The Social worker does not like that I don't give detailed events when a boy is here, especially about anything bad he does. Honestly, once a few weeks have passed most of the boys that are placed with me, don't get in much trouble, and seem to be much happier. We all have good and bad days, but in general, most boys are happy here, once they adjust. In this house, it does not matter if you wear diapers, toddler clothes, girl's clothes, or even a pretty pink princess dress. It stays private. I don't care if you like Girls, Boys, or both. I will accept and love you for whom you are. And I won't put it in your file if you do like boys, because that is no one else's business. I hope you can accept and love yourself for who you are because if you don't, others won't be able to either."
"Thanks" was all Hobie could say. He was shocked at how honest Kevin was with him and how he was treating him almost like a grown-up and not just some dumb kid as all the other foster parents did.
"Can you tell me about you, what you like to do, your favorite foods, colors, activities, sports, all that stuff? Any thing you are allergic to or foods you really don't like? Anything you really miss?"
"I miss the ocean and the sound of the waves. I used to fall asleep every night to the sound of waves and the water on the side of the boat. I miss the warm sunshine and not having to wear many clothes most of the time. Going fishing with my daddy and being able to swim every day. I miss fishing, sleeping under the stars and getting lots of hugs from my dad and even falling asleep on his lap when he read to me." Hobie was saying as tears started to flow.
Kevin reached over, picked up Hobie, and set him on his lap. Then he gave him a big hug and just held the little boy.
"I like fishing a lot, I like boats. Dad would read me car magazines about old muscle cars like Mustangs and Goats. It was fun and the cars looked really cool. I like fried fish, chili, spaghetti, lasagna, burritos, tacos, pizza, French fries, and sushi. I don't like cauliflower, brussel sprouts, asperaguts, peppers, or anything really spicy. I like Coke soda, but not Pepsi. Harry Potter is my favorite movie. I'm trying to read the book but it's really hard. Pokemon is great, my favorite is Pikachu. I like Star Wars stuff and Legos. I like to read but I'm not too good at it yet. I miss my daddy but not really my mom or grandma. I get bullied and teased a lot at school and in foster homes. I just want people to like me and be nice to me. I try to be nice to everyone, so I don't know why they are mean to me."
"I do ok in school. I like school, except for the bullies. Some of it is really boring because it's really easy, like math and science. I like learning about other countries and stuff, but history is boring and so is language skills. I don't do good in PE. I swim pretty good, but I don't like running or others hitting me or stuff. I run enough from bullies so why do I want to do it more?"
"I don't know what they told you about what happened, but it was not my fault. Tim made me do stuff with him. After school he watched me and the other boy, Brandon he's in third grade. He made us do stuff to him and sometimes to each other. Twice he even had his friend over and made us do stuff with him too. Tim is in sixth grade, and strong. He made us do stuff at night and last night he really hurt me. I guess I made too much noise and woke up his mom. She caught me cleaning off his stiffy with my mouth. He came in and woke me up and made me go to his room. When his mom caught us, he told her that I forced him to let me suck on it or else I said I would say he forced me. His mom got really upset and yelled and hit me. I was so scared my GoodNites leaked and she got mad about that too. She made me go lay in the bathtub and not move from it until they told me to. I saw on Tim's clock it was about 5 am. I was in the bathroom until the social worker came. Then I got dressed and came here."
"Thanks for trusting me and sharing that with me. I believe you. We will talk about it more in a few days. I will need you to tell me all the details you can. That way we can try to protect Brandon, so Tim and his friend don't hurt him or any other boys anymore. Is that ok?"
"Yeah, I want to help Brandon if I can. He was really nice. He never teased me. I'm pretty sure he wets the bed too. We had bunk beds. He had the top bunk."
They talked for another 20 minutes. About then, Stevie called up and told Kevin that he and Kam needed to get changed, or else they would leak really soon. Kevin told the boys to come on up, and that he would change them now. Soon all 3 boys were upstairs and ready to be changed. Kevin changed all 3 of them. He did them by age, youngest first, so Hobie went first. He blushed but did fine. Then he enjoyed the show when Kam then Stevie were changed. His little stiffy was rock hard while he watched the older boys get their diapers changed.
Kevin put a movie in and let the boys watch a movie before dinner. After dinner, they played cards for a few hours and had a great time, as a normal family does. Hobie had not done this stuff since he was on the boat with his dad and he felt safe for the first time since he has been on land.
Kevin got the boys changed into night diapers and then tucked Hobie in bed. While Kam and Stevie went back downstairs. He told Hobie his bedtime was going to be about 30 minutes before Stevie had to go to bed. So, it was 8 on school nights and 8:30 on weekends or holidays. This way it would let him fall asleep before Stevie came in and got tucked in. But if he was still awake, he would get another kiss on the forehead and told goodnight again.
Kevin made sure the night light was on, and then closed the door most of the way, but not all the way, so the night light in the landing gave some additional light to the room
"Ok boys, since you got a little boy in your room, please keep it quiet tonight. Please keep the diapers on. If you want to rub, that is fine, but nothing else. I don't want Hobie to catch you both. I can't tell you what happened, because I am not totally sure, but I think the foster parents' son at the last house was molesting him and forcing him and another boy to do sex stuff with him and his friend. He got moved because the foster mom walked in on it last night and her son said it was all Hobie's fault and idea. I am also very proud of you both, for helping him today. I am guessing he had a little accident and that you both got him changed into a diaper and a sleeper so he would feel more like he fit in. I am guessing you showed him your diapers too, so that way he would not be so scared."
"Wow, how did you know all that. Were you watching or listening to us?" asked Kam.
"No, I know Stevie really well, and I know you are a sweet kind boy too. I figure you would both try to help him out, make him feel better, and be part of the family."
"He said he gets bullied and teased at school. He will be in your school. So, keep an eye on him, but please don't get into another fight Stevie, I don't want you getting into any more trouble. OK. If there are problems let me know or tell your teacher. She is really nice. If you told her he was your new foster brother and you saw some boys picking on him and wanted to protect him but did not want to get into a fight or get in trouble, I am sure she would help. She likes you and when she knows you are trying to focus or do the right thing she is willing to help if she can."
A little later the boys went to bed, and helped each other out once, and then fell asleep.
Sunday was a normal day, besides it was raining, so they stayed in. The boys stayed in their sleepers all day. Only when Kam's parents showed up to pick him up, did he even remember he had to go home. Kam said he would change, but his mom suggest he just keep it on since it was nice and warm. She would drop it off later in the week after washing it.
Kevin introduced Hobie to Kam's parents (Alice and Dennis). He did well and gave them each a good handshake, at least until Kam's mom Alice pulled Hobie into a big hug. She was not surprised to feel a diaper on him when she patted his bottom. She said nothing but did notice he blushed a little. Dennis just talked to them about fishing and some of the few things he tried to do when he was not busy working, which sadly was too many hours a week.
Kam was sad to leave but knew he would see Stevie in class tomorrow.
On Monday, Stevie and Hobie walked to school. Hobie was given a key to the house, and he wore it like a necklace. He was in undies and Stevie was wearing a pull-up. The day was going well until Butch saw Hobie walking home with Stevie. He knew the boy normally rode the bus and figured he could torture the 2 smaller younger boys. He caught up with the boys just after they left the school parking lot. He grabbed Hobie's backpack and used it to pull him back so he would fall on his butt.
"Hey you little brats. Where are you going? Why aren't you riding the bus like normal HOBBY?" (Butch loved to try to upset younger boys by messing up their names as a form of teasing)
"Back off Butch, it's none of your business why he is walking with me to my house. Go pick on some kindergartener, that way you are both at the same mental level." Stated Stevie.
"Shut up runt. You are not much bigger than my baby brother. He is 3 and still wears diapers. I bet you would even fit in his diapers. You are just a big baby. You should be in preschool or daycare, not a normal school where us big boys go."
"Butch, you are a bully and a redneck. Now leave us alone or I will kick your butt. You have seen me fight. Remember what I did to your friend earlier this year when he was picking on me and pushing me? The spanking I got at home for fighting and being suspended hurt a lot, but it was worth it knowing that idiot friend of yours will never pick on me or my friends again. You will be next if you mess with me or any of my friends. Understand?"
"This is not over Runt. No one messes with me and walks away from it." At that time a teacher saw the boys and intervened. Delaying the fight for another day.
Stevie and Hobie were able to avoid Butch until Thursday.
Butch and his goon friend Dave, were waiting for the much smaller boys as they were about to exit the school grounds, into the parking lot.
"Runt I told you I would not forget you and your little friend. Are you little faggots boyfriends?" Hobie was trying not to cry, but Stevie was getting very upset and about to take on both bigger boys.
"No, you inbred red neck. Now leave us alone and go home and make out with your little sister and Dave, you dumb turd." Butch rushed Stevie and grabbed him. While his buddy grabbed Hobie. Stevie went nuts. He was already seeing red from being called a faggot, and now Butch was shaking him like a rag doll.
"I warned you Butch" Stevie got out just before he gave the older boy a massive headbutt. It gave Stevie a big headache, but it was worst for Butch. His nose was bleeding and hurt like hell. He let out a yep and then grabbed his nose while letting go of Stevie.
Stevie proceeded to protect himself and his new friend/brother. A quick knee into Butch's groin had the bigger boy on the ground quickly. Then Stevie stumped on Butch's hand. As Butch was now laying in tears on the ground in pain, Stevie went over to help out Hobie. But he was doing well for himself. He had given the bigger boy a punch in the throat and then a switch kick to the groin when he was down on his knees. Hobie remembered what his dad taught him and then hit the boy as hard as he could on the side of his jaw. This caused the jaw to pop, and the boy screamed in pain while falling on his back.
"Look who is crying like a baby. Maybe you guys are the babies of the school. Don't ever tease or pick on me or my friends. Next time you will have to go to the hospital. That's a promise!!!!"
Stevie and Hobie left the older boys laying on the ground and headed home. He knew he needed to get home and calm down because they had Scouts tonight, and he needed to focus on it. Not to mention his diaper was soaked from wearing it since after breakfast and all day at school. Once the boys got home and, in the house, they both broke down and cried from the fear they had, now that the rush was gone.
Stevie knew Kevin would be upset. He was not to get into fights unless it was a last resort, and his life was in real danger. Hobie gave Stevie a quick hug and said "Thanks for protecting me. You saved me from getting hurt." With that said he gave Stevie a big hug and was crying as he held onto Stevie. Stevie knew he should call Kevin and tell him what happened. But he was afraid it would make Kevin mad, and if he waited until he was home maybe he could explain it better and Hobie could help.
As they ate a quick dinner, Stevie told Kevin what happened. He had not said anything on Monday, which disappointed Kevin and got him in more trouble.
"Boys when things happen at school, or on the way to or from it, you need to let me know. There is a reason I ask you each at dinner and when you are snuggled on my lap, how your day was, and did anything happen at school?"
"We will talk about this more after your scouts meeting tonight," Kevin told the boys.
When they got to the Scout meeting, Kevin and Hobie went off to sit with the other parents and kids.
Kam saw Stevie and went up to him. He saw an upset look on his face and was worried.
"Is everything okay? You look upset or mad. You're not mad at me, are you?" asked a concerned Kam.
"I'm not mad at you. But I got into a fight after school today, well I and Hobie did, and Kevin is upset about it, and I am worried he will ground me and that means no birthday sleepover."
"What happened? Who was it?"
"It was Butch and his oaf of a friend Dave. Butch was picking on us Monday when we walked home. Then today he started again. He called us faggots and then they grabbed us. I headbutted him and kicked him in the balls. I stomped his fingers too. Hobie kicked Dave and then hit him in the mouth. Then we left and went home before anything else happened."
"Why didn't you tell me on Tuesday that he had been teasing you guys? If it happened while at school Mrs. Jones would have helped. You should have told her what happened."
"I thought he would forget. He picks on anyone that is smaller than him, so like almost everyone at school. But I don't think he will mess with us again. I know I got him really good."
The Scouts meeting got started and the boys focused on what they were talking about.
Kevin was talking to a few of the parents, including Kam's mom. They ended up talking about bullying and Kevin told her about Stevie getting in a fight after school.
"Are Stevie and Hobie ok? Kam has told me that there are a few bullies that will pick on the younger and smaller kids, I think it's terrible that their parents let them act like that."
"I agree, but I don't condone fighting as a way to solve problems or differences. I will be talking to the boys to find out the details and then talking to the school tomorrow. It's the same reason why I don't spank. Granted you are not supposed to spank foster kids, but I know some parents still do. But I don't spank Stevie either. I think spanking just teaches kids it's okay to hit someone when you are upset or angry at them. Time outs, extra chores, or writing an essay on how violence and abuse hurt people and why it's not ok to fight, I find works better and they learn from it too."
"I never thought of that, but it makes sense. I think we have spanked Kam twice in his life, and both times it was because he was out of control and was doing dangerous stuff."
While the adults were talking Hobie joined some younger boys who were playing with some toys and talking. He recognized one of them from his class at school.
"Hi Paul. Can I play with you guys?" Hobie asked.
"Hi Hobie. Sure. I have never seen you here before or at our scout pack meetings."
"I'm not in scouts. But it looks cool. Maybe I can join next year."
"Is your brother here? Who is it?"
Hobie was not sure how to reply. He hated when others found out he was in foster care, because most boys did not want to be around him then, and some treated him like he was a bum.
"I'm staying at Stevie's house right now, so I came with him and Kevin."
"That's cool. My friend stayed with them last summer for a few weeks when his foster family went on vacation. He said Steven was really nice to him and Kevin treated him like he was his own son. He said it was better than his foster family. He got adopted right after Christmas and is now in a different school. But I'm happy because he got a family now."
"That's good for him. Yeah, Stevie is really nice and so is Kevin. I like it there."
"This is my friend Mikey. He is here with his brother and foster brother."
"Hi Mikey, so your parents do foster care? Do you like having a foster brother? Is it weird for you when new boys come live with you?
"Hi. Yeah, they do foster care, which is why we live there now. I hate moving and not knowing what will happen at the new home. But me and my brother have been with Mom and Dad for 3 years. They asked us last week if we wanted to be adopted. They are going to adopt us now. Before them, we moved a lot. But they don't mind that we got some problems, and our older brother is really nice. He is 11. My brother is 10 and I'm 7."
"That's cool that they are going to adopt you. I hope that happens to me one day. I hate moving all the time, the teasing and bullying I get at the new homes and then the parents sometimes get mad because of my medical problems."
"Yeah, I hated when we got teased and stuff. We got some medical stuff too. Most of mine stopped a few months ago, but my brother still has his problem, but our parents and big brother are ok with it and help us. They never teased us or made us feel bad about it. They got us what we needed so it would not affect us or make it hard on us. Many of the other foster parents did not treat us like that. We are so lucky we got into this home."
"Do you know where the bathroom is, I got to go pee really bad?" asked Hobie.
"Yeah it's kind of hard to find, but I can show you. I need to go pee too." Said Mikey.
"Me too," said Paul.
The boys told the adults they were off to the bathroom.
Hobie followed the other boys and paid attention to where they were going. They found the boys' room and went in. When they arrived, there were 2 boys already in there. They were talking and did not notice the younger boys at first.
"Yeah, I wear GoodNites to scouts, just in case." Said the boy at the urinal that was still peeing.
"Yeah, I ran out, so I am wearing my night diapers, but they are comfier anyways. I can pull the front down if I want to use the bathroom. Normally if I wear them, I just use them, but my brother bet me that I would be wet before I got home, so I want to stay dry. Then he will clean my room this weekend. If I lose, I got to clean his." Said the boy that was trying to fix his pants and tuck his shirt back in.
"Hey Bro. Are you guys having fun?" asked Mikey of the boy that was still at the urinal.
"Yeah, its cool. Kam was laughing so hard that he blew a big bubble out of his nose. It made us all laugh even harder, so some of us had to run to the bathroom so we did not wet our pants." Said Mikey's brother Carl.
"Wow that's cool, wish I saw it." Said, Paul
Hobie was doing the potty dance. The older boys noticed this, being good big brothers, they moved out of the way and suggested Hobie go pee before it was too late.
While Hobie was peeing, the boys were talking. Mikey was peeing next to him and telling his brother about them playing with the cars earlier. Hobie was shocked at how the 2 older boys could talk so easily about wearing diapers or pull-ups out in public. He was happy that no one teased them or even made a joke about it.
Hobie was washing his hands while the boy that said he had a diaper on was washing his hands. When done, Hobie, looked at the boy, stuck out his hand, and said "Hi, I'm Hobie, nice to meet you." The older boy chuckled a bit but shook his hand. "Nice to meet you Hobie, I'm Stan. I don't think I have seen you at any events before. Who is your brother?"
"He is here with Steven." Said Paul because Hobie was trying to figure out how to reply.
"Cool, I like Steven. He is nice. He is kinda small, but I have seen how tough he is."
"Yeah, he is. He stood up to a bully today and protected me. No one ever did that before."
"Scouts protect and help others, so he was just being a good scout, and a good friend." Said Stan.
"Who was the bully?" asked Paul.
"His name I think is Butch, and I think Stevie called his friend Dave. He was the one the grabbed me."
"If they give you problems again, you can let me know. My older brother knows Butch's older brother. They play football together, and if my brother tells him to tell Butch to leave you alone, he will." Said Stan.
"Our big brother is in the same grade as him and Butch won't mess with him, so I know he will help keep him from picking on you or Steven." Said Paul.
The boys all walked back together. As they walked. Stan pulled Hobie aside, to talk with him for a second.
"I know you overheard what Paul and I were talking about. Please don't tell anyone. Some of the other scouts know, and are ok with it. But I don't want it going around school, and I know Paul would not want his secret getting out either."
"Don't worry. I won't tell anyone. I know how it feels to sleep in a wet bed or have wet pants. Maybe you could come and sleep over some time with Stevie and me. I know he would never say anything either." Said Hobie.
"That would be fun. I don't have many sleepovers, because of it. Not too many 5th graders wear real diapers, and I don't want others to tease me about it. I can't help it. The doctor says I might get control again when I get older, but he says it's not too likely. I was in a snowmobile accident two years ago, and because of that, I need them now. I had to wear them in the day for almost a year but finally got most of the daytime control back."
"I have never had a dry night, so I understand. I won't break my promise, but I can tell you I know Stevie would understand and NEVER tease you about it. He has helped me feel better about needing them at night."
That made Stan smile. He had noticed a few times what looked like a diaper bulge on Steven, and now he was sure of it.
The boys got back and went to do what they were doing.
As the Webelo meeting was ending, Stan walked up to Stevie.
"Steven, I met Hobie. He suggested maybe I should sleep over at your place soon. I would like that. If you want to, talk to your dad, and I will talk to my parents about it. Here is my phone number, because I know my mom will want to talk to your dad if he says it's ok."
"Ok, sure. I will talk to Kevin about it. This weekend is my birthday, so Kam is spending the weekend, but maybe in a few weeks." Said Stevie, who was caught off guard by Stan's suggestion.
Stevie likes Stan, he was always nice. He seemed like a goody good, but he had always been nice to him and to Kam too."
"Cool, Happy Birthday. I hope you have fun. I got to go. I see my mom at the door. Bye."
"What was that about?" asked Kam.
"I don't know. But I will ask Hobie about it."
Kevin and Alice were walking toward Kam and Stevie. Hobie was running to catch up.
"Ok, time to go. We got to get home, check your homework, and then we need to talk about your actions this week." Said Kevin.
"Bye Stevie, I will see you tomorrow at school and I hope over the weekend for your Birthday." Said Kam
Kevin ushered his boys out and did not say anything else. In the truck on the way home he only made small talk about the project the boys had been given by the Scoutmaster, and the upcoming camping trip.
Once home Kevin got himself a cold Coke and asked if the boys wanted some juice.
"Can I have a bottle of juice please?" Asked Stevie.
"Ok. Hobie, would you like one too?"
"Sure, if I can. It's close to bedtime, I don't want to drink too much and leak."
"Don't worry about that. You need to drink when you are thirsty, even if it's before bed. Your health is more important than a risk of a leaky diaper."
Kevin came out with his Coke, and 2 baby bottles full of apple juice.
"Thanks," said Stevie, as he took one and put the nipple in his mouth.
Kevin handed the other to Hobie, who was looking at it strangely. He saw Stevie was sucking on the bottle and had asked for it, so he figured it was ok to drink from it.
"Hobie, I want you to tell me, what happened on Monday with the bully and then what happened today. I need to know all the details. You are not in trouble, but please tell me what happened and how you felt."
Kevin had the boys sitting on the loveseat, so that way they could not look at each other, but were looking at him in his chair. This way he can tell if they are trying to leave anything out by looking to each other for unsaid advice.
Hobie told Kevin what happened, and how he felt. He also said it was the first time anyone stood up for him or protected him.
"Boys, I don't approve of fighting. Since the other boys had physically grabbed you both, you had to get free to be safe. I don't approve of the finger stomp, Stevie, but what is done is done. When you are in danger, there is no such thing as a fair fight, so going for the nuts, the knees, or the nose are all good ways to get free because each place hurts a lot when hit. If those boys keep bugging or bullying you, please report it to your teachers. I know you don't want to snitch anyone out, but if you don't, then you will be grounded, and punished at home. If they hurt you, or your friends, how will you feel? If you talked to the teacher, that could have been stopped. I will be calling the principal in the morning and having a talk with her."
"I think it's bath time. I suggest you both pick out your PJs and bring them downstairs. Then hope in the tub. You can bathe together or separately, it's your choice. If you want, I will wash your hair for you. I do it for Stevie most of the time because he has sensitive eyes. But if you bathe together, you can wash each other's back, and can try doing each other's hair if you want."
"Can we Stevie??? PLEASE!!!!" said Hobie excitedly.
"Ok, if you want to."
With that, the boys went upstairs to get their PJs, while Kevin started the bath, and added some bubbles to it.
The boys enjoyed the bath and got clean and full of wrinkles. That is how Stevie determines if he is done, based on the wrinkles he has from being in the water.
Once done, Kevin dried each of the boys off, just like most parents would dry a toddler. Then he sent them wrapped in the towel to his bedroom so he could get them changed and into their PJs.
As Kevin was changing the boys, Stevie asked Hobie a question.
"Hobie, did you talk to Stan at the scout's meeting. He said you suggested we should do a sleepover, and he gave me his phone # so Kevin can call his mom if he says it's ok."
"Yeah, he and Carl were in the bathroom when we went. They were talking about stuff. Carl was wearing GoodNites and Stan said he was out of them so was in his night diaper, but did not want to wet it because of a bet he made with his older brother. They offered to talk to the bullies older brother to not pick on us. When we were walking back Stan asked me not to tell his or Carl's secret. I said I would not and that I am a bedwetter and know how it feels and that you helped me understand that diapers are ok, and lots of big boys wear them. Then I said maybe he could sleep over. After all, if Kam is here, then we all can watch movies in our diapers because he will be like us."
"I got a question, they all called you Steven, not Stevie. Why is that?" Asked Hobie
"Until Kam and I became best friends, only Kevin could call me Stevie. Everyone else calls me Steven, even my mom. I don't mind if you call me Stevie, you are like a little brother, and I always wanted one, so it's ok. But at school, Scouts and stuff, everyone calls me Steven."
"Stevie, do you want to invite him for a sleepover? If he wears diapers, I bet he has not had many, and it would be good for him," asked Kevin.
"Ok, but not this weekend. I know Kam will be here, and John is coming too for my Birthday if I still get to have the sleepover."
"Yes, your sleepover for your birthday is still allowed. Just no more fighting, or else you will be grounded and write me an essay."
"Give me that phone # and I will call his mom and talk to her tomorrow, and we can see when it will work out."
They watched tv for a little while and soon Kevin had both boys cuddled to him. He held them for a while and decided to skip the reading time they were supposed to do. He held them both until it was Stevie's bedtime. By then, both boys were sound asleep. Instead of carrying them upstairs, he adjusted the cushions on the love seat, and then set both boys together on it, and covered them with a blanket. He set the extra cushions on the floor in front of the loveseat, just in case one rolled off, as he always did, to make sure his boys were safe.
Kevin went to bed, not long after. He was not looking forward to the call to the principal, and he was supposed to give Jane an update on how Hobie is doing. He also has to get Hobie from school early and take him to see the doctor Kevin uses for the boys, and then schedule an appointment with the therapist Kevin prefers so he can get the meds Hobie is on adjusted and slowly off the ones he really does not need.
Then he has to figure out what the event and plans for the weekend will be since there is a storm warning so spending the day at the park or lake is unlikely an option for Saturday. It's going to be a long day. Adding to the stress, his district manager will be in the store in the morning. What a Friday this will be.
What do you think of Hobie? How about how Stevie reacted to the Bullies? Will there be any backlash at school or from the bullies? What about Stan doing a sleepover with the boys?
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