Chapter 6

I have a really good sleep, and wake up just in time to get the text message, this time from Tim again, saying that Johnny is on his way. I greet the beautiful little guy with a hug, a kiss, and a super soggy baby bum rub, and he melts right into me as usual, and is even kissing my neck tenderly, which feels nice.

“Good morning Baby. Did you have a good sleep?”

“Mmmhmm, you thweeped dood too.”

“I sure did Baby. You made sure and ask to come down again, right?”

“Yep.”

“Good. And you didn't play with Jamie again, did you?”

“Nope.”

“Good. You did play by yourself, though, right?”

“Oh yeth.”

“Good. I see you have two baby diapers again, so clearly you'd liketa be double baby diapered again?”

“Yeth pweath.”

“Okay Baby.” I say and take him to the bedroom, and lay him on the bed.

I proceed to changing him, and while he's hard, like he normally is, he's not stone hard and pulsing at least, so, he managed to jack off enough to sate most of his needs. I can also tell that he definitely played with his little baby bum hole as well, because it's not exactly as little as it should be, well normally is, and is still a little gaping, and it appears that he'd used plenty of baby lotion as his lube, but then, I can't fault him, that's my preferred lube as well, though I have proper lube that works better for my larger toys. I didn't bother to ask how many fingers he got inside, because it looks like it was four, or possibly even more, which, again, wouldn't actually surprise me, I was using anything in my gay baby bum that I could at not much older than Johnny is, and some of them were pretty large for such a tiny little gay baby bum hole. I get him double baby diapered, get him taped up good and proper, like he definitely deserves, and then kick him out, so that I can change myself as well, and I give myself the exact same treatment. As soon as I'm diapered, I go and pick up Baby Johnny, because I want to tell him in person, first, since I feel like he's going to be the one to really react to my leaving.

“I have bad news for you Baby.” I say softly into his ear as I hug him gently.

“You hathta doe home, dont'th you?” He asks pitifully, and already he's starting to cry, which causes me to cry too.

“I'm afraid so Baby. I have lots to do, and though I'll forever be a Baby, just like you, I do haveta be a Man as well, and a Man does his work.”

“I no want you doe.” He sobs.

“I don't really wanna go either Baby. I'll miss you terribly. I never felt that I could love a child, or wish that I had a beautiful Baby Boy of my own, 'til I met you, but I truly do wish you were my beautiful Baby Boy.”

“With you were me Daddy.”

“I know Baby. I promise to come back and visit as much as I can though, okay.”

“Pwomithe.”

“Absolutely Baby. I've got a nice big surprise for you that you'll get to find out about after I leave, but, after breakfast I'm gonna head home, okay.”

“Otay, but mith you yot'th an yot'th.”

“And I'll miss you more.” I say and wipe both his and my tears away, and then rub our noses together, and kiss his forehead softly, and he just melts right into me, he loves that tender loving that I give to him, but, I love it more.

I decide to carry Johnny all the way to the house, and when we arrive, the others are already there, and they can all see that we've both been crying.

“I see you both took the news well.” Tim says.

“Yeah, as soon as he started crying, so did I.”

“Can you make Unc Tanner thtay, pweath?” Johnny asks pitifully.

“I'm sorry Baby, I can't. He's right, he does have a life that he needs to get back to.” Tim says softly.

“But I mith him.”

“I know, so will we.”

“You're leaving?” Jamie asks pitifully as well.

“Yes Babies, I've loved getting to know you, and before too long, I'll be back for another visit, but, it's time I head home and get back to work.”

They all cry and come and give me tight hugs, and I'm crying once again as well. I hug them all, rubbing their gloriously soggy baby bums as I do so.

“I'm gonna have breakfast with you all, but then, I haveta go get packed up and head home.” I say as I let them all go.

They begrudgingly allow me to sit down, and as soon as I do, I dish up and eat. I couldn't really talk, I'm afraid that I'll start crying again. As soon as I finish eating, I say that I'm gonna go get packed, dressed, and ready to go, but that I'll come and say goodbye before I do so. Johnny didn't wanna let me go, so I took him down with me, carrying and cuddling him the entire way, not that he can help me pack up much, and not that I have a lot to pack up anyway, but, he just wanted to stay as close as he could, but, truth be told, I wanted him close too, and was going to ask him to come with me anyway. I load everything into my car, and then carry Johnny back to the house. Once there, I give everyone hugs and kisses goodbye, and with lots more tears, from all of us, I head out.

Not gonna lie, it wasn't even two kilometres down the road when I had to pull over and bawl my eyes out. It took a good solid ten minutes to purge my emotions, and by then, I'm ready to head home, well, not ready, but needing to. It was a very good trip, I met a beautiful Baby Boy that I'd give almost anything to adopt myself, I had a great visit with my only remaining family, and it was exactly what I needed.

The drive home was long and horrible, have I mentioned how much I truly despise driving. When I get home, though, my place feels dark and lonely. There's no food in the house, so, I change my now very nearly saturated baby diaper, then head out to get something for a very late lunch, and then go grocery shopping. While I was eating, I also text my boss, saying that I'll be in tomorrow, that I'm back from vacation. He texts back only a few minutes later, saying welcome back and hope you had a good trip. Next I text Tim and tell him that not only am I home, but that I'd left a surprise for all of them in the trailer. He texted back only two minutes later saying thanks, that I'd spent way too much, once again, but boy do all the Babies appreciate it all. I know.

The next two days flew by, I worked fourteen hours the first day, and then twelve the next. The longer I'm at work, though, the more I'm realizing that it's not where I feel I need to be. I miss Johnny terribly, and even all the other Babies, as well as Tim, Danielle, and Tanya. I'm starting to feel like I really could, and definitely should quit everything and move to go raise a Baby I truly have no business raising, but just know I can do a good job doing so.

On my third day, after the ten hour mark, I decided to go for a walk to clear my head. I can't stop thinking about Johnny in particular. I still have zero sexual feelings for him, it's absolutely not about sex, I love him so much deeper than that, the love that a father's supposed to feel for his children, that he'd happily and willingly sacrifice anything, including himself, to protect his child, that's how I'm feeling about Johnny. I don't know why I feel that way about him, and I suppose, at the end of the day, it truly doesn't matter, I just do, and I know he feels the same way for me too, though for him, there is an absolute sexual love there as well.

It's already getting dark out, and my office isn't in exactly the best of neighbourhoods, not horrible, just not spectacular either. As I'm walking, thinking, I get that hair raising sensation. Someone's following me. Without making it obvious, I look in the windows across the street, and I can see his reflection. Whoever it is, they're small, so either just a small adult female or a younger teenager by the size would be my guess. Then I saw who's actually supposed to hit the mark, straight ahead, he's trying not to make it look obvious, but, I can tell he's watching me. I'm better, though, and I can see both of them. Just as I approach the one who's supposed to stop me, I spin around, grab the young man with the knife, twist his wrist, and as the knife clatters to the ground, I press his arm up into the back of his shoulder blade, causing him to raise up as high as he's able to on his tippy toes to relieve at least some of the incredible pain I'm currently causing.

“One false move from either of you, and you find out how flies feel when their wings are ripped off.” I snarl menacingly into the young man's ear who was supposed to persuade me into giving everything I have.

“I give.” Both boys say as one, the one I'm not currently holding even puts his hands up. “Please don't hurt my Brother, we weren't gonna hurt you, I promise, we just needta eat.” He says, actually starting to cry.

“I wish I could believe you, really I do. He had a knife out, aimed at my back. I saw his reflection in the store windows across the street. He was gonna stab me if I didn't give you everything I had.”

“I wasn't, I promise, not unless you made me.” Says the kid I'm currently holding, and he's forcing himself up onto his tip toes as much as he possibly can to try and lessen the pain in his shoulder at the moment.

“Once again, wish I could believe you. What were you after?”

“Anything that we could use to get food. We haven't eaten in four days now, we're starving. We tried to go into a store, but we were chased out, we tried raiding restaurant bins, but they're locked, just let us go, and within a couple days more, you won't haveta worry about us, 'cause we're gonna die anyway.”

“Let you go, and then what, you kill someone. How's that gonna help you?”

“We don't wanna kill someone, we just wanna eat.” The boy I'm holding says, crying openly now.

“Please let him go, we'll never bother you again.”

“Yeah, but what about your next mark.” I ask.

“If we promise never to try and mug someone else, will you let us go?”

“That won't hold, and your promises really don't mean much to me, and why would they? Even when I was just a gutter rat, starving near to death myself, I never thought to mug people at knife point just to eat. You two should be ashamed of yourselves.”

“We are.” They both say, actually starting to really cry now.

“You know there's something like ten different places within walking distance of here that you could've gone to get food, shelter, help, and anything else you needed, right.”

“Yeah, but, we're just useless, defective pieces of shit, they'd just end up killing us like our father said he shoulda done.”

“Oh, really.”

“Yeah, he kicked us out a little more than a month ago now I guess.”

“Let me guess, you're more than just brothers.”

“No, not really. We're twins, but, we're defective.”

“You were having sex, though, weren't you.”

“Well, no, not really. Noah isn't gay, but I am, I was sucking him while fist fucking myself, and our father walked in on us, he wasn't supposed to be home. I tried to tell him that Noah's not gay, that only I am, that I'm the disgusting one, and that I'm the only one that he should blame, because I was just helping him out.”

“But I told Dad that if he kicks Nathan out, that I'm leaving too.”

“Okay. So, what makes you think you're defective, then?”

“Apparently we only received one bladder between the two of us. We don't have very much bladder control, and so, we haveta wear diapers twenty four seven. Well, at least we did, but obviously we can't afford that any more, so, now we haveta piss our pants like the animals our father always said we really are.” Nathan said.

“Huh. Interesting how fate can intervene at times. As it just so happens, I'm a gay Baby Boy diaper lover, though I truly do need baby diapers as well.” I say, and release my hold on I guess it's Noah.

“Really, you are?”

“Yes. Would you give up your diapers now, even if you were able to?”

“We kinda hadta give em up, we can't afford to buy any.” Nathan says.

“Fair enough, but would you if you didn't haveta?”

“No.” They both say.

“And how old are you Baby Boys?”

“Fifteen, but we turn sixteen in about a month or so now I guess it is.”

“Okay, so, to start, I'm gonna take you two home and get you all cleaned up, fed up, and get you some good sleep, I'm sure you need all that, and more.”

“You're just gonna rape us both, aren't you?”

“Well, for one of you, it wouldn't actually be rape, now would it? I felt the hunger in you Nathan the second you heard I was a gay Baby Boy diaper lover, and I even have a feeling that Noah would happily join in, just so that he could eat.”

“Yeah, I would, I wouldn't let you just rape Nathan without taking it too, I wouldn't enjoy it, but I'd still happily and willingly take it.”

“Well, you need not worry about me, I have zero interest in raping anyone, especially kids. I don't even want sex at all right now, I recently lost my Boyfriend of fifteen years, and I'm not ready for that yet.”

“Oh, sorry to hear that.” One of them says.

“Thanks, I'm getting over it. I came out for a walk to clear my mind, but you two seem to have taken care of that nicely. So, let's head back to my office, grab my car, and I'll take you two home with me, and we'll figure shit out tomorrow.”

“Okay.” They both say.

They may be twins, but they're not identical. They do look a shocking amount alike, however, though their hair colour is different, many of their features are very similar. They're both tall, slim, and through the grime I can see they're quite handsome. Noah's hair is bright blonde, whereas Nathan's is bright red. It's an interesting colour combo for twins, to be sure, but clearly not impossible. They both have stunningly pretty green eyes, nice small noses, cute lips, and dimples in their cheeks. They both have lots of freckles on their faces, though Nathan does appear to have more. They're also very fair skinned, damn near pale even.

I lead the way to my office building, and when I open up the door to the parking garage, Noah says, “Our father works here.”

“Oh, really, who is it?” I ask curiously, and almost warily, because maybe I shouldn't know.

“His name's Neil, he's a computer programmer and such.”

“Oh, him.” I spat.

“I take it you know him.”

“Yeah, and I refuse to even talk to him unless it's unavoidable. I had no idea he had Kids, nor have I any idea how any woman would even get near him and let him impregnate her. He and I don't quite see eye to eye on how to be a decent fucking human being. He's downright arrogant to me, I'm assuming because he knows that I'm gay and/or because I wear diapers. He's never blatantly said anything directly to me, but I've heard through the grapevine that he's suggested a few times that I'm a disgrace, and I should be fired rather than disgrace the whole company. I also refused him access to my computer, I only ask others for help with it. I'm afraid of what he'd plant if given only half a chance.”

“Be very wary of him for sure, and never tell him you know us, it won't end well, I can promise you that.” Nathan says.

“No worries there, but my lawyer and a police officer will be going and visiting him very soon. I've always wanted to make him pay for being a raging douche bag, a gay hater, and an all around piece of shit, so now, finally, he's going to, and everything he owns will be yours. If we can wait 'til you're sixteen, and if he never calls you in as missing, then he's in supreme shit, and you won't have to hand yourselves over to foster care.”

“Oh. Well, even if we do wait, and we don't go to foster care, how would we survive? Where would we live?” Noah asks.

“Live with me. I have a very good feeling about you, even though you were gonna slip a blade between my ribs.” I grin to them.

“We weren't gonna kill you, just try and scare you.” Nathan says unashamedly.

“But why would you even offer that, we were absolutely gonna rob you blind, take every penny and card you had, and anything else of any value, so that we could eat?” Noah asks curiously.

“Like I said, I have a good feeling about you two. That's in the past now, so, as long as you promise not to steal from me, I'll happily help you out.”

“Thanks.” They both say.

We hop in my car, and their smell is staggering in such a confined space. I'm forced to open all the windows, so that I can breathe. I do remember that stench, though, as much as Tim tried, we weren't always so clean either, and there were plenty of times growing up when we didn't have enough money for soap or hot water, so we smelled pretty bad at times as well. We head out, and it's almost half an hour before we make it to my place.

“Wow, nice place.” One of them says, they're both in the back seat, and their voices are too similar for me to pick them out yet.

“Yeah, hence I live here. When I bought it, there were at least three places that were closer to work, but I liked this one most of all, even though it was the most expensive place I looked at as well. Now, let's head up to my place, and you can start by having a good long warm shower, and get cleaned up, because, I'm sorry, you two stink rather strongly. I trust you don't mind showering together?”

“No, we always have, and yeah, even we were glad you opened the windows, it's disgusting, but, well, not much for other options.” Nathan says.

“Good. Throw your clothes in the trash, there's likely no salvaging them, and I doubt we can get that smell out anyway. While you're in the shower, I'll get you two some baby diapers and put them on your bed, they'll be a bit big on you still, but, that'll be perfectly fine. You're gonna have to share the bed, though, because I only have the one spare bed.”

“We don't mind, we sleep together most nights, especially since we were kicked out, we really always have.”

“Good. Would you like some pants to put over your diapers? I'm sure I've got a couple pairs of lounge pants with drawstring waists that'll work just fine.”

“Could we go around in just our baby diapers please.” Noah asks hopefully.

“Yes, but only if you'll let me as well.”

“Okay.” They both say quickly and happily.

“Good. This is your bedroom, the bathroom's right across the hall. Don't be afraid to wash really well, three or even four times, especially your hair. If you can take it, use good hot water, but start out just warm if you haveta, and you're likely gonna needta just soak for a few minutes before you can even start to wash, otherwise you'll scrub yourselves raw. If you needta take care of personal issues while in there, do so. Noah, do you reciprocate at all, being straight and all?”

“Oh yeah, I have no problems stroking Nathan and making him cum, then I scoop it up and feed it all to him. We've been doing that since we were five, though of course the feeding didn't start 'til we were twelve. I don't like eating it, though, and yes, I've tried both of ours, but he absolutely loves slurping up as much as we can both pump out. I used to suck him occasionally before we started cumming good and proper, now I just can't, but he doesn't mind, and loves sucking me while I stroke him.” He grins brightly.

“I'm glad you do at least that. I hope you both find Babies of your own soon, so that you both get everything you need, just not from family.”

“We can't wait for that either, but 'til then, we enjoy each other.”

“Good. Now, go have a good shower Babies.” I say, and they nod.

They close the bathroom door and I hear the shower start seconds later. I go to my bedroom and strip, then change, because I'm going to leak very soon if I don't, and go double baby diapered in my mega thick baby diaper and doubler. I decide to give the Babies the exact same baby care pack, so grab all that, a bottle of lotion, a jar of cream, and a bottle of powder as well. They clearly won't need them tonight, but I also include a pack of wipes too, so that they have it in the future for when they need it. I set it all on the bed for them, and then go to the kitchen to start getting us all some food.

As surmised, the Babies take a very long shower, more than long enough for me to make, eat, and clean up dinner. All the Babies will have to do is put their dishes in the dishwasher when they're done. How long they take doesn't really matter, because I set out sandwich makings, fruits, and vegetables, as well as two baby bottles for each of them, one apple juice, the other my adult supplement that I use as baby formula. I'm sure the Baby Boys need it, so I'll give them lots over the next couple weeks, to get them back up to where they should be, because I'm sure they're getting close to malnourished by now. I do have the strangest feeling that they'll both enjoy the baby bottles every bit as much as I do, and yes, I'd had two baby bottles with my dinner as well, same as I'd gotten the Baby Boys, because why shouldn't I, I mean, really.

“Wow, you two sure do clean up nice, you're hot, especially in just those glorious double mega thick baby diapers.”

“Thanks, so are you, and thanks for these diapers, they're totally the very best and thickest we've ever gotten before, and they look so babyish too.” Noah says, and Nathan nods his agreement happily.

“Thanks. There's food on the table, eat, but don't stuff yourselves. I also took the liberty of making you both a couple baby bottles each, drink them first. The one's an adult formula that I use for when I know I'm not getting enough nutrients and stuff, but I treat it as my big baby formula, and always drink it from baby bottles, because I'm a big Baby Boy after all, and I figured you'd both enjoy that too, but then, I already enjoyed the exact same baby bottles with my dinner as well.”

“Wow, baby bottles even, that's awesome. We've dreamed of them lots before, but clearly we couldn't get them. Thanks.” Nathan says.

I sit and watch as they eat, not talking, they need food more. They both thoroughly enjoyed their baby bottles, but then devoured all the food I'd given them. I'm sure they would've happily eaten more, but I don't want them hurting themselves, so I purposefully didn't give them too much, so that they can't.

“Okay Babies, time for bed. Go have a good sleep.” I say.

“Thanks, you too.” They both say together.

I put their dishes in the dishwasher, and then decide that I'm going to take tomorrow off, so to get the Babies all set up, so, I text my boss telling him that I need to take it off for personal reasons. He texts back only a few seconds later saying okay. The Babies both need clothes, shoes, diapers, personal grooming stuff, and a few more things too I'm sure, so, I'll go get them all set up tomorrow morning for everything that they need.

I head to bed myself, and pass out reasonably fast. I also have a very good sleep, and even sleep in a bit. When I wake up, I can't help but to envision hot young Nathan in his super thick and super soggy baby diaper. He's fully gay, of that there's no doubt, and he's very hot, especially in his gloriously thick, yet still dry baby diaper, which makes me very hard thinking about all that. I truly can't wait to see him in said baby diaper, but so soggy it's leaking, maybe even dripping.

I end up jacking off five times, slurping up all my delicious baby milk after each baby boygasm, before I'm ready to get up and face the day. I check my baby diaper, and even with having had two baby bottles of my own the night before, as well a couple large glasses of water right before bed, I'm nowhere needing to change just yet, and probably have at least another hour left in it. Good.

I leave the Babies to what I'm sure is their best sleep in weeks, and when they get up is up to them, because they desperately need it I'm sure. I make myself a pot of tea, and while waiting for it, I decide to make myself another two baby bottles, and drink them up. I finish off my tea when it's ready, then sit back and enjoy it, while thinking. Once more I find myself thinking of Johnny and how much I miss him.

I'm starting to understand what Danielle had said that day. I'm missing him so much, that I really am seriously thinking of abandoning everything I know, to go out into the great unknown and raise a child that I truly have no business raising at all. It's his hugs, kisses, cuddles, and giggles that started healing my heart, and now that I'm not getting all that, that deep melancholy is returning, almost worse than it was before. It hurts to be away from him.

How, though, is the question that I keep asking myself. I'll keep the apartment here, so that Tanya has it to use, and I have enough money to buy a hundred or more houses in that area. I'm sure I could still work part time from home even, so that I can be there for Johnny.

I know that Shannon will be up and probably already at work, so, I decide to call her.

“Hi there Shannon, it's Uncle Tanner.”

“Yeah, I know, I have you entered in my phone as, The flaming Baby.” She giggles.

“That's too funny, because that's exactly what I've got you in my phone as, as well.” I have to laugh.

“We really are two peas in a pod, aren't we?” She says.

“We sure are. Hey, is your Diapered Daddy anywhere near you at the moment, I wanna ask you a question, but I don't want him to know?”

“No, he's at the plant today, while I'm on a job site. Why, what's up?” She asks.

“Perfect. I don't want him knowing anything 'til after it happens, but I wanna move there. I miss Johnny so bad, and the rest of you damn near as much.”

“Oh good, he'll be so happy.”

“Yeah, me too, I hope, though it scares the shit outta me, I never woulda fathomed abandoning everything here, to go live out in the middle of nowhere, deep in the woods. The reason for the call is, do you happen to know of any houses for sale near to you guys?”

“How about right next door to Mom and Dad's, it's a beautiful log house, six bedrooms upstairs, all with their own bathrooms, huge main living area with another bathroom, a stunningly beautiful kitchen, an office, and a huge pantry, and then a full basement that's very nicely set up as well, with yet another bathroom down there too. I asked him months ago to let me know when he wants to sell, because I wanted to buy it, instead we ended up buying the property across the road and building our own. He finally decided to sell, so, I've already got it on hold for you, I placed a fifty thousand deposit on it for you even, we all knew you'd be back before too long.”

“You had that much money?” I ask in shock.

“Yeah, but it hurts, because we're not finished our place yet. Granted, the Baby Boyfriends have lots too, so we're doing okay.”

“Oh, I'll transfer the money to you today. Would you please give me the contact info, so that I can just go ahead and buy it, before I lose my nerve. By the way, when did he call you?”

“The day you left, and by the end of the day, I'd already done all the paperwork up and gave him the money.”

“Why didn't you say something?”

“Wanted you to make the choice on your own, when the time was right for you, and for the right reasons.” She says.

“Thanks. What if I didn't buy it?”

“Then I would've bought it and rented it out. Would've been a good investment. It's on the same creek as Mom and Dad are on, the property is the same size as Mom and Dads and mine are, at twenty five acres, and they really did it up nicely. I knew you'd be coming back, though, and I didn't honestly think it'd take even a whole month before you were calling. I hoped you'd do it soon.”

“You've clearly been in the house a bit.”

“Yes, lots. I was friends with their son since kindergarten, but he died recently, really bad accident this past winter. That's why he wants to sell, after losing his Wife a couple years ago, and now his Son, it's too much for him. I'll text you his contact info, but I should get going. So, see you in a week or two.”

“Thanks Sweety, for everything, love you.”

“You're welcome, and love you too.”

As soon as we hang up, I receive the text, and then I email the owner of the house.

It's almost an hour later when two stunningly beautiful teen Baby Boys stumble from their bedroom. Their hair is all bed messy and sexy, their gloriously mega double thick baby diapers are getting nice and soggy, but not too full, and they look spectacular like this. They're still stretching and yawning.

“Good morning you sexy Babies, you had a good long sleep, I'm betting you needed it.” I say in way of greeting.

“Yeah, sure did.” They both say together.

“There's cereal in the pantry, you can have toast and/or fruit with it if you'd like. I'll make you each baby bottles while you get what you want.”

“Okay. Thanks.” They both say happily and go and get what they want.

I make them their baby bottles, two each again, same as the night before, but also get them two sippy cups each of just water, then sit down and tell them that I've taken the day off and what I'm going to do in a bit. Next I tell them all about my vacation, what I learned while there, and that I'm going to be moving there, and that they're welcome to come as well if they so desire. Oh boy do they desire it lots and lots, in fact they're positively giddy to get to escape the city, wish I could say the same thing, though I am giddy to be going to raise my Baby.

“Well Baby Boys, I'm gonna go get ready to go. Behave, relax, watch TV or movies, and I'll be back soon.”

“Okay, thanks.” They both say.

I go and get dressed in an outfit that just barely conceals just how thickly baby diapered I am at the moment, but don't really care all that much if anyone notices anyway, then head down and take off. I hit the medical store first to get the Babies all that they need in their proper size, which is the adult small, so next size down from me. They each get two packs of each regular thick and ultra thick, and then I grab four packs of doublers for them to enjoy as fully as I know they will.

Next stop in line is an electronics store. The Babies will also do home schooling, so they're going to need computers, but I also get them cell phones and all the accessories they need for both, getting them both almost exactly what I'd bought Tanya, only the Baby Boys don't need a printer, because I already have a very good one that we can all use, since there's no point in having more than one.

Next is a shoe store. I'd checked the size of the Babies shoes, and they're both the same size, and when I'd asked, they'd both said they're getting a little snug, so, I'll get them one pair of sandals in the next size up, so that they can choose the shoes they like and that fit them comfortably, themselves, at a later time.

I do the same thing at the clothing store I go to next, I get them each one simple outfit that'll fit, and then go and pay for it. This way we can come back later so that they can pick their own clothes to suit their tastes.

Next is a pharmacy. Both Baby Boys need shaving gear, deodorant, proper face wash, toothbrushes, and toothpaste.

With the basics now taken care of, I head home. Thankfully there are carts in the parking garage for residents to use, so, I loaded one up fully, and headed up to my place.

As I enter, both Baby Boys look from the couch to make certain that it's me, and as soon as they see that it is, they hop up from the couch.

“Hi. You were gone a long time.” They both say together.

“Not really, just a couple hours. We'll all go back out together after lunch and finish getting you the clothes and shoes that you need, I only got one outfit and a pair of sandals for each of you, so that you can pick what you like and what fits you best yourselves.” I say happily as I'm stripping back down to just my gloriously super soggy baby diaper, like I deserve to in my own home, and I'm getting really close to leaking now, and will need to change real soon, but then, the Baby Boys look like they will soon too, which looks even better.

“Oh, okay, thanks, but when and if we ever get money from our father, we're paying you back, for everything.” Nathan says firmly.

“I get where you're coming from, and I won't refuse it, but, it's also simply not necessary.”

“Thanks, but we think that it is.” Noah says this time.

“I know. Now, everything on the cart is for you two gorgeous Baby Boys, so, check it all out.”

“Really.” They both say together.

The entire bottom shelf of the cart's stuffed full of diaper and doubler packs, and since I know that's what they're both going to be happiest to find, I tell them to start there. They pull them all out, and are stunned at the spectacular selection that they've just received.

“Now, remember, good Baby Boys peepee their baby diapers as fully as they possibly can before changing. These are very good and expensive baby diapers, and as such, must not be wasted.” I grin to them.

“Oh, you bet, thanks so much.” They both say together again, they sure seem to do that a lot.

Next I point out the electronics to them, and they're astounded that I'd get them such good stuff. It's like they said, their father had made very good money, and worked with computers, but, he sure as hell didn't share any of that with them. They like the clothes and the personal care stuff just fine, and I tell them that they can try on the clothes later, once it's time to change their mega soggy baby diapers to go out. I encourage them to unbox their goodies, and that I'll help them to get it all set up. I've already added their phones to my plan, and now with four phones on it, I actually got a little bit of a price break, not that I strictly care about that, but, hey, why should I spend more money than I have to, right.

It's as we're setting up the computers, that Noah happens to see the date shown, since they haven't seen any such thing in forever.

“Holy shit, Nathan, look at the date, we were out on the street a lot longer than we realized, yesterday was our sixteenth birthday.”

“Really.” He says, and then looks for himself. “Holy shit, you're right.”

“Well, very happy birthday Babies.” I laugh, now how's that for timing.

“I can't believe we were actually on the street for that long.” Noah says.

“Me neither. It felt like forever, but it was almost twice as long as we'd thought, we were damn near exactly three months away from our birthday when we were kicked out.” Nathan says.

“And now you're rescued, apparently on your birthday even, and now you're gonna get so much because of it. We're gonna ensure your soon to be ex, and hopefully very shortly after that, jailed, father pays, and pays dearly for it.”

“Thanks.” They both say happily.

We finish getting everything set up, but, as the Baby Boys are doing the majority of that, I'm asking them questions and typing it all up into an email to my lawyer to look after, telling him that the Baby Boys are gonna stay with me, and that all they'll need is an allowance of about a hundred dollars a week each from what he manages to get from their father. Once I feel that we have everything needed, I send off the email. It's close enough to lunch time, so, we all make sandwiches and get our own baby bottles this time, then eat up, and clean up.

“Okay Babies, we're all getting very close to leaking, which means we're all super good Baby Boys, so, it's time to go get changed and dressed and head out for a bit of shopping.”

“Okay.”

“Oh, and regular thick with regular doubler is what I suggest. Hopefully the clothes I bought you are large enough to conceal it sufficiently.”

“Oh well if they're not, don't fucking care anyway.” They both say almost exactly, excellent, they're my type of Baby Boys.

I laugh, but nod, and we head to our bedrooms to get changed and dressed. I put the clothes that I wore out earlier back on, and head out to meet the beautiful Baby Boys. As soon as they exit, I look, and the clothes fit perfectly and only just show enough of their baby diapers, so that most people won't notice.

“Perfect.” I say. “Now, let's go Babies.”

“Okay.” They say.

We head down, hop in the car, and head out right away. We go back to the same shoe store that I already visited this morning, since they're first in line, and we go in and get the Baby Boys two pairs of shoes each, as well a pair of boots, since we're going to be living out in the woods, it's probably not a bad idea. I decide to grab myself a pair of boots at the same time for the same reason.

We head to the clothing store I like, the same one I went to this morning, because it's owned by a gay couple, and they always have excellent quality clothing. Sure it's more expensive, I could go to Walmart and get shit for half the price, or less, and they feel every bit as comfortable as half price shit would. It took me a long time to talk myself into justifying such expensive clothes, because, for a long time, I still shopped the thrift stores and the bargain racks at Walmart, but, once I found this store and found just how much nicer the clothes are, and how much longer they actually last, I realized that though they're twice the price, or more, that they last three and four times as long, so, therefore actually cheaper in the long run, then, on top of that, they're way more comfortable as well. I encourage the Babies to get four pairs of pants, four or five tee shirts, at least one sweater, and two pairs of shorts, each, and that they don't haveta feel the need to match, and so, they actually enjoy picking out all the clothing. I grab them each two packs of socks, one ankle height, and one calf length. I ask the Baby Boys if there's any reason whatsoever that we should buy them any Big Boy underwear, and they both grin and say, “Not a chance.” I simply say, “Excellent.”

Once we're all satisfied that the Baby Boys are fully outfitted, and that's really all we need for now, we pay up and head home. On our way home, though, I decide that maybe I should go in and talk to my boss. I tell the Baby Boys this, but that I'm gonna park in the mall parking lot, it's right across the street, and that they can go into the mall and look around for a bit, while I go and have a talk I honestly never thought I was gonna have. They agree to this.

When I get there, I head up to the correct floor, and ask to see my boss. I'm told to enter only a minute later.

“Good afternoon Tanner, I thought you weren't coming in today!” He says.

“Well, I'm not here to work, I just came to talk.”

“Uh oh. Why do I have the distinct feeling I'm not gonna like this talk.”

“Because I don't think you will. I'm drowning. Ever since losing Jake, I haven't felt good or whole. I went up north to visit family, and while I was there, I fell in love with a little Boy who I wanna adopt and raise better than his useless pieces of shit parents ever could. He has siblings, my Brother and his wife are raising them all right now, although, they're gonna adopt the rest, so, I can't tear them apart. I've been so torn, though, I love my job, I've always loved my life here, but, the longer we're apart, the more I realize I haveta finally fly away, grow up, and raise a family. Jake had hoped that we'd be able to adopt, and he'd raise the kids, because I never for a second thought that I could be a father, but I can't stop thinking about him, having him cuddle me like a father deserves does something to my heart and soul I didn't even know was possible. So, I'm afraid that I haveta quit.”

“Shit. You've been my top architect for years, people come from all over the world just to see you. You've made me more money than I can even admit. What are you gonna do then?”

“Just be a Daddy, nothing more, nothing less. It feels like it's what I needta do.”

“Then, how's about you don't quit. Whether you work here or from home, really isn't any big deal. You said it's about six hours north of here where you went, right, well, that's not exactly the end of the world really, so, we could very easily work around that. Maybe once or twice a year I'd ask you to come here, and I'd come out there as well just as happily.”

“I could be agreeable to that, I wasn't sure I wanted to quit completely, I do love my job, but, I'll be raising a special needs child, so, I'd haveta concentrate on him almost exclusively. If we did that, I'd only want one client at a time, I'll be mostly retired. You know the sorts of designs I truly enjoy, so, if you only send me people who want the sort of thing I love to design, then it could certainly work.”

“Absolutely agreeable. I know how you feel, though. I never thought I'd want kids, but, the first time I held my Son and he cuddled right in and stopped fussing, I was done for. Now I'd do anything to protect him, and he's older than you are.”

“Yeah, we've met a few times. Thanks very much, though. I'll complete the three projects that I'm on right now, but, I plan to move in just a week or two. I'll make sure and come see you before I do so, of course. I might even transfer everything to home, and just finish everything there, so that I can take care of all the other arrangements that needta be done. By the way, did you know that Neil had Twin Boys?”

“I knew he had two Kids, though how I can't possibly understand, but nothing more, I didn't even know what sex they were, how old they are, or anything. Why do you ask?”

“Because, they're living with me now, they've been living on the street for almost three months now, since the rat bastard kicked them out for being defective. So, just fair warning, he's likely to be arrested and jailed once my lawyer and his investigator finish finding all the information that they're looking for.”

“Good, I've despised him for years, but he's never blatantly given me a reason to fire him. I keep hearing reports of his snide remarks concerning you and a couple of the other gays on our team, and I've even pulled him in and informed him as such, and that if I ever get a formal complaint from any of you, that he'd be written up. I reminded him of the companies policies on harassment and full inclusivity, and that he can and will be fired if I get any more complaints. I'd just fire him now, but I'm afraid of the damage he could do, since he's so damned good with computers. I have been having the others look and verify that he hasn't placed anything in our systems that he could trigger remotely that'd wipe us out, and so far they haven't found anything, nor have they found any back doors into our systems, but, I'm having them enhance the security measures anyway, and Neil was told that's for other reasons, but, he was the driving reason for it. I just hope he hasn't actually done anything nasty, but, I have tasked them with creating full independent server backups as well, that he doesn't have access to and knows nothing about. I am working on having him let go, but I've hadta be very careful as to how I go about it, like I said, I'm afraid of what he's capable of.”

“So, you feel that he's a computer terrorist, just like me and his Boys do?”

“Absolutely. Had I known what he was like when I hired him, I never would've done so, that's for damned sure.”

“Good. Well, I should get going. Thanks for everything.”

“And thank you as well.”

I stop into my office, boot up my computer, and as soon as it is, I send everything home via my secure email. If I work hard at it, by the time we move, I'll be done, but, there's at least a week and a half of work left. I don't care, though, as soon as I'm ready to leave, I'm bloody well leaving, I can finish the rest when we get to our new home.

I head out, head to the mall, call the Babies when I get there to find out where they are, and then head there. As soon as we meet up, I ask the Babies if they've found anything that they'd like, and they say no thanks, especially not right before moving, so, we head out and head home. As we drive, I tell the Babies everything that'd transpired with my boss, up to and including what'd been said about their ex father. All they say is, “Good.”

When we get home, I tell the Baby Boys to go ahead and get all their new clothes into the washer, so that it's all properly clean for them when they need it, and so, they go and do so. While they're in doing that, I call the owner of the house that I'm gonna buy, since I'd told him in the email I sent that I'd call him today personally to go over everything. I tell him who I am, who gave me his contact information, that I don't want him to tell Tim that I'm the one buying the place, and that I'm paying cash. We hash out all the details and I tell him that I'll have my lawyer call him to get everything arranged, and that if he has a lawyer, he may wish to contact him or her as well. As soon as I hang up, I call my lawyer, and after getting through the pleasantries, I get to the heart of the matter and give him all the information that he should need to know. I then verify that he received the email I'd sent to him about Noah and Nathan, and he says that he has, and that he's already got his investigator working on it, so that we know all the information possible, before he makes any moves, because if the Baby Boys' father hasn't called them in as missing, then he really is in deep shit.

For the rest of the day, I challenge the Baby Boys to board and card games, so that we can sit and talk and really get to know each other. It was a really good day. We stop and have dinner when it's time, changing our super soggy baby diapers once we're done, all three of us opting for double mega thick, so to last 'til late tomorrow morning now.

For the next four days, I work about eight hours every day on the plans I'm drawing up, while the Baby Boys just do whatever it is that they care to do. I must admit, it's super amazingly awesome to do my work in nothing but a gloriously thick, and usually even more gloriously soggy baby diaper and nothing else, not even socks, and not once have any of us been less than double mega thickly baby diapered the entire past four days, which is awesome. Now I'm wondering why I didn't work from home before, because, I really could've, and absolutely should've, I certainly didn't need to be in the office most days, I could've been baby diapered good and properly, and in only them, all day every day, and I could've spent way more time with Jake too, it would've been a win win situation, if only I'd seen it before.

The fifth morning, I get started like I usually do, when my lawyer calls only an hour later.

“Good morning, how are things going?” I ask once we get through the greetings and whatnot.

“Great. So, few things for you. First, the Twin's father has been arrested, charged, and been informed that the Boys are suing him for all assets for severe mental abuse and abandonment, because they weren't yet sixteen when they were kicked out. He tried to counter with the fact that they're sixteen now, and we told him that that's absolutely irrelevant, that they weren't before they were kicked out, and the judge agreed, so, all charges stand. Next, your new house is now yours, all you haveta do is take care of the final payment, and it'll all be done. And final, all the legal issues regarding Jake's passing have now been straightened out, and all assets that were his were transferred to your account as of yesterday.”

“Oh, thanks. I told you to give all his assets to the Children's Hospital though.”

“I know, but I'm not allowed to do that directly, I thought I told you that. It was very clear in his will that all was to go to you, so, as such, I'm not allowed to do anything other than that, which means, you're gonna haveta take care of that on your own.”

“Oh, yeah, I think you did mention that, you'll haveta forgive me for forgetting, the past few months my head hasn't been on straight. Well, not that it ever strictly was.” I laugh at my own joke, and he chuckles.

“No, that's for sure, but ditto. I don't blame you at all, no one wants to deal with all that bullshit in the first place after a loved one passes, but, sadly it's all too necessary, whether we want it or are ready for it or not. It's a stressful time, and having to deal with legal shit on top of it all, I understand how difficult that all makes things, but, that's what I'm here for. I take care of all that nastiness for you.”

“Thanks. I will miss you when I move. I mean, you're a big mean lawyer and all, but, you've been one of my very best and most trusted friends for a very long time.”

“I'll miss you as well, and maybe I'll haveta come up some day soon and meet your new Son and check out this tiny little hole in the side of the Earth you're moving to.”

“I'd like that.”

“I'm emailing all the documents to you, and all you haveta do is transfer me the remaining funds to purchase the house, and then I deposit that to his account. There's a few other things in the emails I'm sending as well, but nothing else terribly important, mostly just for your records. Oh, and tell the Baby Boys that while we're trying to ensure that they never haveta go to court to face their father, it may come to that if he chooses to fight it.”

“Okay. What if you make him an offer he'd be too stupid to refuse?”

“What are your thoughts, let's see if we're on the same page?”

“He gets only one year in jail for abandonment, instead of the ten years we're seeking for all the abuse, but only if he signs over all assets to his Boys. If he fights it, he still loses everything, and he goes to jail for the full ten years.”

“Close, I was gonna offer two years and twelve years.”

“I accept, and I'm sure the Babies will as well.”

“Good, then that's how it shall be. I'm meeting with his lawyer tomorrow morning, and I'll make the deal at that time. With any luck, it'll all be done by tomorrow afternoon, but it'd be super fun if he'd just fight it, and make me really punish him how he should be. Oh, I'd like you to go get the Baby Boys their bank accounts set up, they don't have ones yet, but I'm gonna need them, hopefully soon. When you get their account information, email it to me please. That way, once everything's done, even if you're not here, because it could still be weeks or months away, I can just take care of everything. Of course, if the Boys are called to court, you'll haveta bring them down and they'll haveta face their ex father.”

“Okay, we'll go out this morning then and take care of it right away. When will I be allowed to move?”

“It sounds like the previous owner's already moved, so, technically speaking, as soon as the house is paid for, which will be today, you can move in. I've instructed him to just give the keys to Shannon for you, as per your request, and he says he's already done so, so, it's pretty much already yours.”

“Perfect. Then we move this weekend.”

“Good. I'm happy for you. You do deserve and even need this. You're gonna be a great Father, though I know you never dreamed that'd happen.”

“That's for sure, but I sure do miss the little cutie, his hugs alone are what started healing my heart, and hearing his little giggles bring joy into my life.”

“Can't wait to meet him, and maybe I'll come up the following weekend.”

“There's lotsa bedrooms, so, you're welcome to stay in the house.”

“Thanks, I'd appreciate that, it just creeps me out to no end sleeping in hotel beds.” And even I can hear his full body shudder. I laugh at him.

“Yeah, I know. I'm not exactly a huge fan of it either, just seems so gross, but, how else do you get away.”

“Oh, I know, and I've dealt with it, and the cruise we went on last month was spectacular, but, just thinking of all the nastiness the bed's seen, grosses me out.”

I laugh again.

“Well, have a good day Tanner.”

“You too.”

“Thanks.”

After we hang up, I excitedly go inform the Babies that we move this weekend, as well as everything else that they need to know about their ex father. I also tell them that we needta go get them bank accounts all set up, and why, and all that I'd been told about that too. They're both super stoked to hear that. Next I text Shannon, telling her that we're gonna be coming home on Saturday morning, that we'll leave here no later than about six, so, should be there about noonish or so, and ask that she meets us at our new house, but to not tell anyone yet, that I want it to be a surprise for everyone else. She texts back only a minute later, while I'm changing my mega soggy, nearly leaky baby diaper, saying that that's great, that she already has the keys, and that she will for sure. I'd told the Babies to go get changed and dressed as well, so that we can go to the bank, as well we have other errands to run. As soon as we're all ready to go, we head out. My bank is only a ten minute walk from the apartment, and it's a nice day out, so, we take the walk. When we get to the bank, we get everything all set up, and because they need money in their accounts to set them up, I transfer fifty to each one.

It's getting close enough to lunch time by then, that we decide to stop at an awesome restaurant that I've been to many times before, and have a great lunch. Next we stop at the grocery store to grab a few things, and then, finally, there's a shipping store only a few minutes the other side of the apartment, so, we head there to get some boxes, since we're going to need them soon. It's only three days to moving day, and I can hardly wait. We each have a good arm full of boxes, not that I think we need that many, but it just makes it easier. I didn't need to buy packing tape, I always keep lots in stock at home for a far different, but so much better reason.

When we get home, we start by stripping first, so that we're in just our baby diapers how we deserve. Then we start packing up all the things that we don't need any more that I actually want to keep. Most everything will stay, though, because, like I tell the Baby Boys, Tanya will be coming to live here in a year or less, so, I'll leave it as fully furnished for her, and I might even rent it out in the meantime, and then after Tanya finishes school as well, as high end student housing, because it certainly won't be cheap, but, there's lotsa students who have rich parents that'd happily pay it. I'll use a rental company for that, though, so that they take on the bulk of the risks, and do all the dirty work for me. I could sell it, sure, but, why, this will be excellent income. Not that I strictly need it, of course, but it also doesn't hurt.

We get everything packed by dinner time, and it's all piled by the door for now. Then we have dinner, watch a couple movies, and go to bed.

The next two days, I get as much work done as I possibly can, then pack up my computer system. I go to the office to talk to the boss, and tell him that I'm moving as of tomorrow morning, and that I'll try and come in about once every six months or so, and welcome him to come and visit me as well, should he ever care to, but to call first, to make sure I'm home you see. When I get home, the Baby Boys and I pack up the last of the stuff that we need to take. We don't really have to worry any about fresh foods, because we'd actually had to go out for breakfast, and will have to do so for dinner as well, since there's no fresh food left in the house at all now. I even take the car to the gas station tonight so that I can fill up the car, so that as soon as we're on the road, we have to stop for nothing at all, other than a drive through for breakfast and lunch. Everything that we want to take is now packed in the car and ready to go, our diaper bags are packed and ready to go by the door, our clothes are set out and ready to go, and finally we're all in bed, excited to be moving tomorrow morning.