Babies having babies - 4. Chapter 4

“Hi.” Damian said as soon as the two boys were within hearing range.

“Hi.” Both boys said back.

“Brought your little brother to the park to play I take it?” Damian said in a friendly manner, he liked the looks of the older brother, he was cute, and he had a feeling that he was gay as well.

“Yeah, same with you I take it, although your little brother is too young to play, so I'm guessing you came to play instead?”

“Yeah, I came to play, I like to play on the playgrounds still, but this isn't my little brother, this is my son.” Damian said softly.

“Yeah right.”

“No, really, he is. He was just born a few days ago, and I'm his daddy. His mom was fifteen, but she wanted to put him up for adoption, so I took him, because I wasn't gonna let my baby go.”

“But, you're like twelve, you can't have had a baby.” He gasped.

“Actually, I'm thirteen, and I assure you that I did, and I know what you're thinking, I can't have started puberty yet, but I'd just shot my first load the week before Dominic was conceived.”

“Oh, um, yeah.” The older boy blushed.

“Embarrass easily, don't you?” Damian chuckled.

“I'd never say something like that to anyone, let alone a stranger.”

“Why really, we're both boys, I know you've started puberty and can shoot, so why be embarrassed about such a trivial thing?”

“Yeah, I can, but it's still not something I'd talk about. So, you're really his dad?” He asked, trying to change the subject.

“Sure am. So, how old are you and what's your name, mine's Damian, and my sons name's Dominic?”

“I'm Zane, I'm fourteen, and my little brother's five and his name's Austin.”

Zane was a very pretty looking boy, shoulder length reddish blonde hair that was flared out at the ends, he had really nice blue eyes, nearly ice blue, soft pink lips and a small button nose to set off his face perfectly. He was at least a good six inches taller than Damian was, and had a decent build on him, so overall about average for his age.

“Good to meet you Zane. We just moved here a few days ago, so I haven't met anyone else yet at all. What's there to do around here, and do you live near by?”

“I live just down the road and around the corner that way.” He said while pointing the way. “There's really not much to do around here to tell you the truth. The arcade closed down almost a year ago now, there's a youth group, but it's so boring it's not even funny, there's the playground here, but even my brother finds it boring after about an hour, there's not much here. About the only thing this place has going for it is the lake, it's kick ass warm and really nice, but it's almost half an hour away.”

“Hmm, sounds like my old town then, except we didn't even have a decent lake. How about a pool at least?”

“I forgot about the pool, it's usually a decent place to go, but their prices are kinda steep to go too often, but it's at least a nice wave pool and all, it just went in a few years ago.”

“Good to know. Wanna go sit on the swings and talk some more?”

“Sure, why not. I have like two friends, and neither lives anywhere close to me and both are out of town on vacation, so another friend would be kinda nice.”

“I know how you feel. Back at my old place I had exactly one real friend, but a couple other guys I could call friends, but nothing like she was. I could tell her anything, in fact I did. So, you said you lived that way, that's where I live as well, just on the short dead end street with like six houses on it. I haven't a clue the street name or much of anything yet, so don't ask.”

“I know the street well, I live just around the corner from it, in fact I can probably see your place from my bedroom window, since I can see almost all them.”

“Cool. So, mind if I ask you a personal question?”

“I guess not, but don't expect me to answer it.” Zane grinned.

“Understandable. So, if I were to say I thought you were gay, what would you say to that?” Damian asked softly.

“If it were someone who I didn't think was gay as well I'd tell them to go fuck themselves, because I'm not gay. But I sorta think you're gay too, aren't you?”

“Yeah, and I was pretty sure you were as well. You just seem too pretty to not be.” Damian said with a cute blush.

“Um, thanks I guess, you're really cute, very well groomed is what my mom would call you.”

“I take it she knows about you as well?”

“Yeah, she sorta caught me and an old friend a couple years ago, and we sat and talked about it, and I admitted that I was pretty sure I was gay. She said she wasn't really surprised, said she was always getting compliments on how pretty I am. It's funny when people find out I'm actually a boy. It's not even so much that my hair's long or anything, just well styled. So, how about you then, how did you end up with a baby, and is he really yours?”

“I wouldn't lie about it, that's for sure. My best friend in the world is his mom, and one night I confessed that I thought I was gay, so she asked me if I wanted to have sex with her to find out for sure. It took like a week for me to decide to try it. Well, once was enough to determine that I was in fact gay, and I thanked her for helping me. It turned out however that once was enough to also father a child, even though she was on birth control and I was wearing a condom. The stupid thing though was I had only had my first wet cum like a week before, and had I let her that very night I told her and she asked, I probably wouldn't have shot. I even went to the doctor and he tested me, had me cum in a cup and all, and he tested it and said I had an amazingly high sperm count for someone who looked like he wasn't even in puberty yet. Well obviously that was like nine months ago, and I barely look any older. I have maybe three times more hair than I did then, still no pit hair, my voice has just barely started to change, but I sure can cum a lot. My dick has at least started to grow to catch up to my balls, because they started dropping right away and grew quite a bit, but up until like six months ago, my dick was still pretty small.”

“Good grief, you really do have no shame, do you?” Zane asked in embarrassed awe.

“No, not really. You should have heard some of the conversations my dad and I had, especially after he found out I was a stud in his words. He couldn't believe it when I told him I made it through birth control and a condom to get my friend pregnant. Hell, he had even warned me during my sex talk at the age of eight that I was conceived while my mom was on birth control, so to be careful and double up the protection. He didn't honestly think I'd ever get a girl pregnant though, considering he was certain I was gay by that time anyway. You should have heard how much he laughed though the night I told him my friend was pregnant and that I was the father. He honestly thought I was pulling his leg, because he'd never seen so much as a hint that I'd really started puberty, other than two little tiny hairs. He forgot though that he told me that the best way to prevent wet dreams was to jack off, well, I was doing it two or three times a day by then, so there were never any wet dream emissions for him to suspect otherwise.”

“Oh god, I remember the first time my mom mentioned that I might need to release some of the pressure during the day so as not to mess my underwear at night. I'm not so sure who was blushing more, me or her. The worst part though, was that I had no real idea what she was talking about, but I knew the basics of what she was trying to say, but no idea how to, well, you know.”

“Jack off.”

“Yeah. The next day she came home and while blushing a lot handed me a book and told me to read it all and that it would answer all my questions. At least I learned a lot from that book, but for almost a week neither one of us could look at each other without blushing.”

“No wonder you're so shy about your body then. My dad and I have always talked about our bodies, shown each other our bodies, and everything. Neither one of us has a problem going naked around each other or anything. Granted, we do change each other too, so that probably helps.”

“What do you mean change each other?” Zane asked cautiously.

“Well, just that really. Since I'm going to ask you to spend the night anyway, I'd have to tell you before you got shocked when it happened, but my dad and I both have a condition that doesn't allow our bladders to hold pee during the night, as well we do have problems during the day, and we probably passed that on to Dominic as well, but we wear diapers to bed.”

“Wow, that must suck to still have to wear diapers, especially your dad. I do know what it's like though, because I wet the bed until I was ten and had to wear diapers as well, and Austin still wets almost every night, so he wears diapers to bed every night. I don't think he wants to give them up though, because most nights he goes and gets himself ready for bed either just before or just after dinner and puts one of his diapers on, now that he can because he has pullups. And there's rarely a night when he goes to bed that he's not already wet.”

“Can't says I blame him too much. I don't do it often, but there are nights I do the same, and even my dad will if we plan to watch a movie. Neither one of us will make it through a movie without getting up to go to the bathroom at least once, so we usually wear during movies for sure.”

“To tell you the truth, I envy you there, because I still can't make it through a movie myself. I do have a bad bladder though, just not nearly so bad as yours. I still wake up to pee at least two times a night.”

“Yikes, I think I'd hate that way more than wearing diapers to bed, at least I get a full nights sleep. When was your last wet bed?”

“Last month. Every few months I'll have an accident, but it's not worth wearing diapers for. I can't believe I'm having this conversation with you, I've never told another soul that I wore diapers to bed or that I still sometimes wet the bed.”

“Yeah, but you've never met someone like me before though, and like you said, I have no shame.” Damian grinned.

“True, both parts.”

“So, would you like to come spend the night at my place, either tonight or another night?”

“Sure, why not. I've never slept over at a friends house, just in case. I've had a couple friends stay the night at my place in the past, but never went out.”

“Just in case you wet right. You'd rather wet your own bed than someone elses. Well, there's never a worry there in our house, even the guest bed has a protective mattress cover on it, and you're more than welcome to wear one of my diapers as well if you want to for just in case.” Damian grinned.

“Yeah, that's pretty much the exact reason, but I don't think I will.”

“It'll be your choice. In our house wearing diapers is perfectly normal, so you can choose to if you wish, or choose not to if you wish. Give me just a minute, Dominic is fussing, so he probably wants a bottle and or a change.”

“Okay.”

Damian hopped off the swing he had been gently swinging in as they chatted and grabbed Dominic.

“Hey there handsome, you hungry, wet, messy, or all the above?” Damian asked Dominic.

“Ah, messy for sure, you kinda smell baby boy, and you're pretty squishy too.” Damian laughed.

He grabbed the diaper bag and pulled everything from it that he would need and laid it all out on the ground and changed Dominic right there on the ground. Once he was all secured back up, Dominic was offered a bottle, of which he gladly accepted. Zane had come and sat down and watched Damian handle his son, and was surprised with how well he handled his little tiny baby. He remembered when his little brother was that age, and his mom never let him hold his brother at all, and would never dream of letting him change his diaper or feed him.

“There you go baby, all better now?” Damian asked Dominic gently as soon as he let out his last burp after feeding. “Would you like to hold him Zane?”

“I'd like to, but I don't know how?”

“Why not, you have a little brother, surely you would've held him when he was a baby, he's not that old?”

“My mom wouldn't let me hold him until he was probably a year old, she didn't want me to hurt him.”

“Wow, really, that sucks. It's easy, just do as I'm doing, and just don't drop him. You just have to make sure to always cradle his head, because his neck won't be strong enough yet to hold up his head.” Damian said and passed over Dominic.

Austin saw his big brother holding the baby, so came over to see what was happening.

“What are you doing Zane?” He asked curiously.

“I'm holding my friends baby. Isn't he beautiful?”

“He's got a big head.”

“Austin, don't be so mean.” Zane screeched out in embarrassment.

“Don't worry so much Zane, he's right. Austin, I'm Damian, and Dominic here is just a little baby, he's only a few days old, so his head is still quite big compared to the rest of his little body. That's perfectly normal, and you and your brother would have looked the exact same way when you were little babies.” Damian said softly to the little boy.

“Really!” He said.

“Yep. You see, your eyes are the exact same size from the time you're born until you're an adult, so a babies head is a bit bigger for that, or at least that's one of the reasons.”

“No way!”

“Yes way, it's a fact.”

“Really, not even I knew that?” Zane asked.

“Yep. That was one of the things they told us in the parenting class I went to.”

“Oh, you went to a parenting class?”

“Yeah, I thought it would be a good idea, seeing as how I knew next to nothing about raising a baby, and my dad told me that he would be my sole responsibility and that he was only there to help out if needed. So other than maybe having him babysit for a night every so often, he doesn't take care of Dominic at all. Sure he'll help out if I'm busy or whatever, but I care for Dominic totally, even feeding him at night and all.”

“Oh. I guess that makes sense, because I wouldn't have the first clue what to do either, and I have a little brother.”

“Yeah, I didn't even have that. My mom took off just after I was born, she wasn't ready to be a mother yet I guess and just one night left, left a note for dad, and that was it, we've never seen her again. So, as you can tell, a little brother or sister was out of the question for me, because my dad swore off women after that.”

“Yikes, that sucks. My dad died in an accident shortly after my brother was born.”

“Sorry to hear that, it must have been hard on you.”

“Yeah, it was. I wet the bed like every night for more than two weeks after that, whereas before the accident I wet maybe once a week. He's a cuddly little guy, isn't he, and he doesn't cry much. I remember when Austin was a baby, he cried all the time. It actually got maddening at times.”

“Yeah, he loves his cuddles, but he loves to just lay there and look at things too, although from what I was told, they can't actually see much of anything yet at this age, but he probably sees moving colors and things like that. He hardly cries at all too, which I have to admit is really nice.”

“Zane, I have to go pee pee, can we go home please?”

“Just go pee on the tree over there, you'll be fine.” Zane said while pointing at a tree.

“Okay.” The little boy said happily and went over to the tree. He pulled his pants right down to his ankles and started peeing, and boy did he ever pee a lot.

“Good grief, does that boy ever finish peeing?” Damian asked after watching for nearly a minute.

“Yeah, for such a little kid, he sure can hold the pee in him. He can outlast me by two or three times before I have to go pee. But like I said, I do have a bladder problem, so can't hold it for very long.”

“Same here, maybe an hour or so tops before I have to find a bathroom. When was your last daytime accident?”

“Probably when I was ten I think, but there've been more than a few close calls even in the past few years.”

“Yeah, that sounds about the same for me, but I had one only about six months ago. In all fairness though my dad did jump out at me and scared me so bad I screamed like a little girl. I was on my way to the bathroom when he did it, and let's just say that by the time I finished screaming I no longer had to go to the bathroom, because the entire load, and then some I'm sure, was on the floor. My dad laughed so hard he had to run to the washroom himself, before he peed his pants too. I got him back just as good though a few days later. I waited until just before I knew he had to go to the bathroom and then scared him as well. The only difference was that he didn't scream quite so bad, and he was able to pinch it off and finish peeing in the toilet, but he had a good wet spot going.”

“Wow, I'll have to remember to be wary around you guys then.” Zane said while trying not to laugh.

“Yeah, we've done that to each other a few times. Most of the time though it's totally by accident. There was once last year that I was just coming out of the bathroom and daddy didn't know I was in there, he went to come in and we opened the door at the exact same time. We both screamed from the fright. I was lucky that I had just gone pee, he wasn't, and he was the one to pee his pants that time. Granted, I pee my pants way more often than he does, but my bladder is worse than his is. One of my uncles has the same problem, well most of them do actually. But anyway, he has it as bad as I do, and by the time he was sixteen he had to start wearing diapers all the time, because anything caused him to pee. He can still hold it, but so much as a sneeze or a cough can cause him to pee. If I'm unlucky, in a few years the same thing could happen to me, but I'm not too worried about it.”

“Wow, I'd really hate that. I mean wearing them to bed where no one else would ever have to know is one thing, but having to wear diapers during the day when everyone could see what you're wearing would be really hard to do I think.”

“I've done it, and most people never even notice, and those who do, usually notice because they know the signs to look for, either because they need or like to wear diapers.”

“Yeah, you're probably right.”

“I know I am. If you wear baggier pants and the thinner diapers, no one ever notices. Heck, just a few days ago I wore diapers for the whole day, then again, so did daddy, that's when we drove here from our old place. It's a four hour drive, and we wanted to make good time without stopping every half an hour or so.”

“Yeah, I can see how that would be good too. We went for a drive to see relatives last year, and I had to go to the bathroom like every hour or so, and it was driving my mom mad. Not even Austin had to go that often. I actually thought of telling her just to stop and grab me diapers, but I couldn't do it, I was just too embarrassed.”

“Ah, so you have dreamed of being put back into diapers. For how long?”

“Couple years at least. Last year I even wet my bed three nights in a row on purpose, well the first night was an accident, but then I lost me nerve and stopped again.”

“And how often have you stolen your little brothers diapers to just feel a wet diaper in your underwear?”

“How did you know about that?”

“You'd be surprised. I've talked to dozens of diaper lovers online, and I know all about what you're going through. I guess I'm lucky that way, whenever I want to wear during the day, I can, because not only do I have diapers already, but my dad knows and understands as well. He does the same thing sometimes, just not as often, and you can too when you come over.”

“Really!” Zane whispered.

“Really. I should probably be heading home soon and getting Dominic down for a nap and getting some lunch, we've already been talking for a couple hours, and Dominic will be getting ready for a nap soon I think. Why don't you come over this afternoon, you know the road, I'm the last house on the left side as you walk down the street?”

“Yeah, it's been nice talking to you as well, and I should probably get Austin home as well, but I'll definitely come over after lunch some time. My mom will probably want to talk to your dad about me spending the night, so what's your number?”

“We haven't got a phone yet, my dad's just got his cell phone so far, so it'll be long distance for her to call us, so when he gets home later, we can call her. We're just gonna both get cell phones for this area instead of getting a home phone, because my dad wants me to have a cell phone now for in case of emergency with Dominic.”

“Oh, that's cool. My mom refuses to get me a cell phone, saying that I'd probably use it a whole bunch and rack up a huge bill. I even tried to tell her that you can get cell phone plans where that's impossible, you're capped at a maximum amount, and that you can't call anymore after that, but she still won't.”

“I wouldn't even want one really if it weren't for Dominic, but without a home phone it'll be easier as well.”

“Yeah, that it would be. Well, I better go collect the monster and get him home. I'll see you in a bit, okay.”

“Great, see you in a bit as well.” Damian smiled, and they both headed their own ways, but pretty much walking most of the way together.

It had been nice for Damian and Zane to sit and talk for a couple hours like they had, they had talked about a lot of things, just getting to know each other. Zane had also really liked holding Dominic, he thought it was so soothing. As soon as Damian and Dominic got home, Damian checked Dominic's diaper and deemed it good enough and put him down for his nap. He had eaten not too long ago, so Damian felt that he would be fine, but would likely wake up hungry. Damian then went and made himself some lunch and ate that, and then cleaned up the kitchen, and then the rest of the house. It was almost two hours later that there was a knock at the door, signifying that there was someone there, so Damian ran to get it.

“Hey Zane, glad you could come over. How's it goin?”

“I'm glad I came too, and it's going pretty good. You?”

“Pretty good. Come on in. Dominic's down for his nap still, and I just finished cleaning the house, not that it was messy mind you, but it took a while to get it perfect.”

“You didn't have to on my account.”

“Trust me, it wasn't just for you. I hate mess, it sorta drives me crazy. My dad says I'm a neat freak, but I'm not sure if he thinks it's a good or a bad thing. Although he does say it drives him nuts when he's cooking and I come behind him and clean up something that he still needs. It's not my fault he's a slob when he's cooking, but he's really good about cleaning up as well, because he doesn't like mess either. I'm worse though.”

“Wow, I'm totally opposite to you then. You'd probably hate to see my room and would probably start cleaning it.” Zane laughed.

“Yeah, but I'd probably spend too much time looking at your underwear trying to envision you in only them.” Damian grinned evilly, and then burst out into laughter when he got the desired result when Zane broke out into a full body blush.

“Oh god, you're horrible.”

“Thanks. Come on up to my room, we can lay back and talk or play on the computer in there.”

“Okay.” Zane said, still blushing.

“Wow, you're room really is clean, isn't it. I think the last time my room was this clean was when we took everything out of the room, tore out the carpet, put in new wood floors and painted the walls, put up new curtains, and then put it all back together, and that was when I was ten.” Zane said in amazement.

“Yeah, and I know where exactly everything is too, because everything is always in the exact same place, unless someone else puts something where it doesn't belong. I won't even let my dad put my laundry away, so that I know it all goes exactly where it's supposed to go. He says sometimes he swears I suffer from some sort of mental disease that causes people to do that. How can you ever find anything in your room though if it's such a mess, I never understood that?”

“Don't know, just do. I have to put my clothes in the hamper though, because my mom says that if I want clean clothes, she's not picking them up. It's not like my floor's a disaster area or anything, and you'd step on something no matter where you stepped, you can see my floor, most of the time, but like my desk and my end table are usually littered with papers, and my bed's rarely ever made, and my closet is usually open and messy, but I normally know where most everything is.”

“Hmm, not sure I could do that. I'll have to teach you how to clean up after yourself. If you do it just a bit at a time, every time you make a mess you clean it up, it's not hard to keep it clean. It's when it gets left and becomes a bigger mess that gets hard to clean.”

“I know, and I should, but I just never do, because I'm always in a rush to do something else.”

“I can understand that, especially now that I have Dominic, because he of course won't wait too long for things, so I usually have to drop what I'm doing and help him, but I usually come and clean whatever mess I made as soon as I get a chance, so that I don't have to worry about it. So, you wanna look on the computer for a bit?”

“Sure, why not. I'm surprised your dad lets you have the computer in your room, my mom refuses to let me, saying that I can get into too much bad things. Like I don't when she's not home anyway mind you.” Zane said with a bit of a blush.

“Nah, he always told me all the dangers and whatnot, and to stay away from certain things, but now that I'm a father, he says he may as well just let me see whatever I want to anyway, because I already know more than most kids my age.” Damian grinned.

“Good point I guess.”

“So, you ever been to the Nifty story site?”

“Sure, every chance I get.”

“Me too. My dad told me about it about seven or eight months ago, he likes going there as well, but he goes to the straight section and I go to the gay section.”

“Your dad showed you a story site all about sex?” Zane asked incredulously.

“Sure, why not. He already knew I'd had sex, so what difference did it make by then.”

“Once again, good point.”

“How about Deekers, you ever go there?”

“Yeah.” Zane whispered shyly.

“Good site. I've got a few really good stories bookmarked, wanna read one of them?”

“Okay.” Zane said, and Damian pulled his favorite one up. “Ooh, I've read this one, it's real good.”

“Yeah, I've read it a few times as well, it's probably my most favorite. I hope you're smart enough to clear the history on your computer if you go to sites like this and your mom doesn't want you seeing this stuff?”

“Of course, but my mom hardly even uses the computer. She checks email and her bank account, and that's about it. Not even sure she knows how to check browsing history or anything like that, but I still clear it anyway. Granted, I use FireFox, and she uses IE, and I don't think she even knows what FireFox is. I still don't take chances though, just in case she's smarter than she lets on to try and catch me.”

“Wise move. I don't know why she'd be so set against you seeing this stuff though, I mean, she has to know you look anyway, just like she did when she was a kid. My dad told me that he snuck looks into adult magazines when he was a kid all the time, and even borrowed his dads dirty movies more than a few times. He says almost all kids are the same, give them a chance, and they'll take it.”

“Oh, I'm sure she knows, but she tries that to try and keep me as far from it as she can. She even mentioned something about the internet and how bad an influence it was after she caught me and my friend, but I point blank told her that I had never seen anything gay on the internet, and that it had nothing to do with my being gay, I just was. She once again admitted that she really did know it anyway. Most of the kids at school think I'm gay too, and a few even tease me about it, but I just try and ignore them.”

“I'd probably mouth right back to them and get in trouble. Last year, before I got my friend pregnant, a kid tried to tease me that I was gay, and I just looked right to him and said that if he's looking for a boyfriend, that to try someone else, because I wasn't his type. There had to be like twenty kids around at the time, and they all thought I was gonna get so pissed off, and then I said that and they all burst out laughing. He got kinda pissed off and tried to attack me, but my friend stepped in between and told the boy to grow up and grab a brain. She was quite big for a girl, not fat, just really tall, and strong too, she could bench press me. She hated being pregnant, because she always said she looked fat, but I thought she looked nicest then, she always glowed so nicely.”

“Wow, that's a great comeback, I'll have to remember that one and try it some time. I know what you mean about your girlfriend being pregnant though, I remember my mom saying the same thing, and I remember that she looked the same way most of the time too.”

“Oh, she wasn't my girlfriend, she was a girl, and she was a friend, but definitely never a girlfriend in the normal sense of the word.” Damian grinned.

“I know, but she was certainly the closest you'll ever get to having a girlfriend.”

“Too true. There's Dominic, I'll be right back.” Damian said and hopped up to grab his baby.

“Here, can you hold him a minute please, I have to go grab a few things, he made stinky in his diaper.”

“Sure.” Zane said while carefully taking Dominic and holding him like Damian had showed him earlier.

Damian left the room and went back to Dominic's room and grabbed the diaper supplies that he would need and then Dominic's play mat and ran back.

“Okay big guy, come see daddy to get that dirty bum changed, then you can lay on your play mat and look at yourself in the mirror.” Damian said softly to his baby, taking him from Zane.

Damian made quick work of changing Dominic's dirty diaper, got him redressed, and then laid him on the little play mat on his bed, so that it was softer for him. Damian set a few pillows so that there was zero chance of Dominic rolling over and falling off the bed, even though there was almost zero chance of him doing it anyway.

“There you go baby, there's some things for you to explore.” Damian said softly and smiled warmly to his baby.

“You're really very good with him.” Zane said softly.

“Thanks. You do well with him as well. Maybe you should go find yourself a girl to get pregnant and get yourself a baby as well.” Damian said with an amazingly straight face.

“Like hell I would.” Zane spluttered though, and Damian burst out laughing again.

“Man, you really do embarrass easily. So, what did your mom say when you told her that your new friend was thirteen and was a father of a newborn baby that was really his?” Damian asked curiously.

“She thought I was joking at first, until Austin piped up and said it was true, that he heard you say the same thing. I don't think that she entirely believes me though, but she seemed amazed that a twelve year old boy could even father a baby. Then I told her that you still don't look more than eleven years old, and then she really thought I was joking.”

“Yeah, I've had my fair share of that reaction, that's for sure. Even my own dad reacted that way when I told him, and then even you today. Everyone does, but I'm used to it. You should have heard some of the things people said, especially about Sarah, saying that obviously she slept with other guys, because I clearly wasn't old enough to father a child. I almost challenged a few of them to watch me jack off and see that I could quite easily do so, but I thought that that might be distasteful.”

“I wouldn't think so.” Zane said, but then realized what he had said, and blushed furiously again.

“Yeah, and I'd show you in a heartbeat too, all you have to do is ask.” Damian teased again, just to see Zane blush more.

“Oh god, would you stop doing that, you're gonna make me explode.”

“Why, it's fun to make you blush, besides, you'll get used to me. Remember, I have no shame.” Damian grinned.

“I'm starting to wonder if this was such a good idea.”

“Probably not, but I don't think anyone's ever died from blushing before, so I think you'll be safe.” Damian smiled warmly.

“Gee thanks, that's at least a small comfort. Let's read this story now, before you make me blush even more.”

“Okay.” Damian said happily.

For the next hour the two of them sat there side by side and read the story. Other than Dominic making the occasional light cooing sound, or a light cough from one of the boys, it was very quiet in the room.

“Man, what a good story. I wish I could write that well.” Zane said when they finished.

“Have you ever tried? I don't like to write, because I'm really not that good. I have lots of imagination, but I just can't seem to ever write it out. A friend of mine though that I used to have was an excellent writer, and he wrote all the time. He's going to go to university to learn how to write even better. I told him a few stories that I had come up with, and he recorded them, so that he could write them out, and he said that they were great.”

“No, I haven't, but I don't think I'd be any good.”

“What's your grade in English class?”

“Usually a high B or a low A, why?”

“Then you could probably do quite well. What's your scores on your essays normally like?”

“Usually pretty high.”

“See, I get good grades in English as a general rule, but my essay writing sucks, because I can never seem to put to words what my thoughts are, at least on paper. I mean I can write something how it comes out when you tell a story, but that's often not nearly good enough, I can't create the detail or anything like that. Give it a shot, what have you got to lose really.”

“Good point, maybe one of these days I will.”

“And if it involves gay boys and diapers, you know I'll read it. Granted, I'd read it if you asked me to if it's just a fantasy story as well. Those are my favorites?”

“Mine too. What's your favorite book?”

“Oh, way too many to list, most of them are on my bookshelf though. Probably the series I've read the most often though was one of my dads favorites as a child, in fact the books of that set that are on my shelf were his as a kid too, and that's the Chronicles of Narnia. Great books, great imagination, a little heavy on the Christianity, but otherwise really good. Harry Potter is another really good set, and I have all of them, Lord of the Rings is another really good story, but pretty graphic. If it's about dragons or magic, it's usually pretty high up on my list of likes.”

“Well, we like the same stories for sure then, because I like all those ones as well. So, when's your dad getting home then?”

“Probably pretty soon. He's at his new office trying to set it up so that he can open on Monday and start earning some money again.”

“What's he do?”

“He actually does a couple different things, but for the most part he's a high end accountant. He can figure out almost anything you give him. Also, he does taxes and could actually be a tax lawyer, because he knows almost everything there is to know about it. He'll basically help anyone to get as much money back from the government as they can possibly get. It's actually perfect here for him, because other than a few general accountants, there's no one in this city that does what he does.”

“Cool. I'll have to tell my mom that then when tax season comes again, because she's always complaining that she doesn't get near enough money back.”

“Go for it, he won't mind. Would you like to come help me make some dinner?”

“Sure, why not.”

So the boys headed downstairs, Damian of course grabbing Dominic first, and headed to the kitchen. Dominic was set into his little sling chair that vibrated and had neat toys for him to look at, and Damian set him on the table so that he could still see his daddy, if he could that is, and then the boys went about making dinner. Only half an hour into their making dinner, Matt came home, calling that he was there. A few seconds later Matt came into the kitchen to see what smelled so good.

“Oh hi, I didn't expect you to have company.” Matt said in slight shock when he walked into the kitchen in only his underwear.

“Hi daddy. Don't worry about it, he'll have to get used to it anyway, because he's staying the night. Anyway, daddy, this is Zane, and Zane, this my daddy, his name's Matt. Normally we go around in our underwear, or diapers if it's close enough to bedtime like I told you earlier, so you'll just have to get used to it. Mind you, we sometimes go naked as well, but not too often.”

“Good to meet you Zane.” Matt said while sticking out his hand.

“Good to meet you too Sir.” Zane said, shaking Matt's hand.

“Just Matt please.”

“Okay, Matt then.” Zane smiled shyly.

“So, you told him about wearing diapers, so that means that you want him to spend the night, otherwise you wouldn't have told him at all.”

“Exactly, but his mom wants to talk to you before he can stay the night. We still have to go out and get your cell phone changed to a local number and get me one, because I couldn't call you.”

“Actually, that was one of the things I did today. I decided to upgrade mine at the same time and I got us both a couple really nice phones. Yours is in my brief case, but it still needs to be plugged in to charge, so I'll give it to you later. What's your number Zane and I'll call your mom?”

Zane gave him the information that he needed, so went and grabbed his phone and called Zane's mom right away. They talked for about ten minutes as the boys continued cooking dinner, but the end result was that Zane was in fact allowed to stay the night.

“Well Zane, you're allowed to stay the night. Funny thing is, she told me some silly story that you told her that Damian was the father of Dominic, I mean, like how stupid is that huh?” Matt grinned.

“She sure seemed to think so. So what did she say when you told her that he was?” Zane laughed.

“She was silent for a minute, I don't think she knew how to react to that one. Then again, most people do much the same thing. She asked how I could have allowed such a thing to happen though, so I just told her that it certainly wasn't my choice, but then it hadn't even been Damian's, that he and his friend had used every possible precaution, but that it happened anyway, and now he's happily raising his son.” Matt said nonchalantly.

“Oh, what did she say to that?” Zane blushed a bit.

“You embarrass easily.”

“So Damian has repeatedly told me today.”

“I bet. Anyway, she didn't really say much about it, just that if it happened even with protection, then there was obviously nothing that could be done about it.”

“And now I wouldn't want to do anything different, Dominic is so perfect, I couldn't live without him.” Damian said happily.

“He sure is.” Matt said.

“Yeah.” Zane added.

“So, when's dinner gonna be ready boys?”

“In about five to ten, so could you set the table please?”

“Of course not. You expect me to come home from a hard days work and work like a slave here!”

“Yes, as a matter of fact, I do. And how much should I bet that you just stripped by the front door again and just left your clothes there for me to clean up......again?” Damian asked, taking up an angry wife stance, even wagging his finger at his dad.

“Guilty, but I was gonna clean them up.” Matt laughed and grabbed the things needed to set the table.

“You guys are strange.” Zane laughed.

“Thanks. If you can't have fun and joke around, then what's the point in living. And I'll probably have to grab his clothes and throw them in the laundry room too, because he always forgets them.”

“I heard that.” Matt called out from the dining room.

“You were meant to.” Damian called back.

“Brat.” He called back again.

“Thanks.”

“That wasn't a compliment.” Matt said softer as he came back in the room.

“So, did you get everything done that you wanted to do?”

“Not quite, but not too bad. The delivery people hadn't bothered to put any of the stuff where it was supposed to go, so I had to move everything before I could even start putting it together. Not to mention I thought the chairs came pre assembled, but they don't, so I have to build all them. I barely got my office set up, but the waiting room still needs to be set up yet.”

“Well, maybe I can come and help you tomorrow, and if Zane has nothing better to do, he could come as well if he wants to.”

“Sure, I wouldn't mind.”

“I'd really appreciate that boys. I want to open on Monday, and I still have to hire a secretary/receptionist.”

“You at least have an ad in the paper for Monday right, or did you forget?”

“I remembered to send it in yesterday, so no problem. In some ways I'm glad that I just got rid of my old office furniture, because it was so big and bulky, not to mention old and ugly, but this setting up of all the new stuff is a pain in the back.”

“I bet it is. We would've needed a way bigger truck though if we would've brought it all with us as well though, so it was probably cheaper in the long run to just leave it.” Damian said thoughtfully.

“Which is why I left it, and the people that were moving in were just setting up their new business, so it was perfect for them to get started with.”

“Yeah, it is. Don't you have a job to finish though before dinner is ready?” Damian asked curiously with a straight face.

“Oh yes master, terribly sorry master, I'll get right on that master.” Matt said while bowing. He grabbed the rest of the stuff that he would need and took it out to the dining room, all while Zane was shaking his head and laughing.

A few minutes later dinner was served, and they all sat down to eat. They all enjoyed their food, and Dominic enjoyed his bottle.

“Excuse me for a minute please, I have to run to the washroom.” Zane said as soon as they were all finished and were just sitting there talking.

“Of course, you know the way.” Damian said.

As soon as Zane was out of earshot, Matt had to ask. “So, is he as gay as I think he is?”

“Yep, every bit as much as I am.” Damian grinned.

“So, you found yourself a boyfriend then by the looks of it.”

“I hope so, but we'll wait a while and get to know each other better first I think before we do anything like that.”

“Good. He's very pretty, that's for sure.”

“I know, he says he gets that all the time. He told me earlier that he gets mistaken for a girl quite a bit. His mom knows he's gay as well, she caught him and an old friend together in a compromising position let's just say. He's almost shy though, and embarrasses really easy. There were times today I thought he was going to explode.” Damian said, just as Zane walked back in the room.

“Are you talking about me?” Zane asked as he walked in, knowing what they were talking about.

“Of course we are. My dad wanted to know if you were as gay as he thought you were, so I told him yes, and how you embarrass really easy.”

“Oh. I hope you don't mind.” Zane said softly while looking down.

“Of course I don't you silly boy. I've known for quite a while that Damian's gay, and it doesn't bother me in the least. I've had a couple gay friends over the years, couple guys and a girl. There's absolutely nothing wrong with being gay, and anyone who says differently are small minded idiots.” Matt said enthusiastically.

“Oh.”

“You really need to learn to boost your confidence.” Matt said softly.

“How do you mean.”

“Shyness is often a sign of poor self esteem, you don't love yourself enough. Do you have any real friends, do you talk to people unless you're goaded into it, and do you go home and cry a lot?”

“No, I have no friends. Sorry, I lied to you earlier Damian. No one at school will even talk to me, because they all think I'm gay, and they tease me mercilessly. I try to just ignore them, but most days I just go home and cry. The only one to ever understand me was the boy I was caught with, and he moved away.”

“That's okay, I understand.” Damian said gently.

“It's just, I hate school so much, and I liked you, you talked to me even though you thought I was gay right away. I sorta thought you were gay too, or else I probably would have just left.”

“Have you ever thought of doing home schooling to get away from the taunts, and I bet that there's a gay youth group in town that you could join to meet others like you?” Matt asked gently.

“Really, you think so?”

“Sure, why not. Sometimes the key to happiness is just to see that you're not alone. Knowing Damian will probably help in that matter, and he's not shy at all, but getting away from school so that you don't have to deal with teasing will also help a lot. Kids can be very cruel, especially when someone is different than they are and they fail to understand. It might go a long way to helping you get better. Check into it. Damian's going to do home schooling for a while so that he can care for Dominic easier. Granted, he could just take the grade twelve exams and go to university any time he wanted.”

“Really, you could?” Zane asked Damian in shock.

“I'm pretty sure I could, yes, but I don't want to. I've been thinking though of just taking the exam, finishing high school and waiting until Dominic and I are both a little older and then go to university.”

“That wouldn't be such a bad idea, and if you by chance happen to fail, you can just take your time and learn the rest that you need to know, but I doubt it'd come to that. Whatever you decide to do I'll go along with it.” Matt said confidently.

“Thanks daddy.” Damian smiled.

“Wow, you must be really smart, it must be nice.”

“I don't know about that sometimes, but I guess it is.” Damian shrugged.

“Well, I think it'd be awesome to say at thirteen that you graduated high school.” Zane said simply.

“Heck, I just barely made it through alive myself, but then in grade twelve I was trying to raise this little brat here, so it was difficult, and I didn't do great up until then either. However, Damian came along and that caused me to really take a good hard look at my life and I realized that unless I wanted to live with my parents for the rest of my life, I had to knuckle up and go do something with my life, so I did the best I could in grade twelve and then went to college. It took a few years, but I did it, but in my last year in college it was a serious blow when my parents died. It almost caused me to come unglued, but Damian was what kept me together. My brothers helped a lot too, I'm the youngest you see, and they had all already gone on with their lives, had families of their own. I pushed on and became the best damned accountant I could be though, got the top marks in the class, and went into business for myself. Don't do that to yourself, do well now, trust me, because it just makes it all that much harder on you later on in life.”

“Wow, that had to have been really hard to deal with. At least I don't have to worry about getting a girl pregnant, because unlike Damian, I just don't think I could do it.”

“I didn't really think I could either to tell you the truth, but I did.” Damian grinned.

“Yeah, it was hard, but it was difficult when I found out that I was going to be a daddy. Unlike Damian, I just didn't think I was ready, I knew I was an immature jerk. I didn't know how it could happen either, until then I thought if a girl was on birth control, it was impossible for her to get pregnant. I can't even tell you how many girls I had had sex with by then either, my brothers called me a slut from the time I was thirteen, and I probably was too. If she would remotely let me, I'd do her, I didn't care what she looked like either. I was probably really lucky that I didn't have a child at the age of thirteen as well, because once again, unlike Damian, I would have run away. Damian always was far more mature than I ever was as a child. I remember the night I told my parents that my current girlfriend was pregnant, I was so scared I peed myself silly, it was a good thing we were in the dining room and the chairs were wooden, anyway, I told them and at first they were dead silent, and then they started. But instead of yelling, they were the picture of calm. They said that obviously the baby would have to come live with us, and that I would raise it, and I would learn to be the best daddy possible, even if they had to beat it into me. Like Damian's so called girlfriend, my girlfriend had said that there was no way she was keeping the baby, and that she was putting it up for adoption as well. Damian was born a few months later, and in that few months I grew from a very immature young boy that was nearing getting kicked out of school, or me just leaving, to a grown man who was doing admirably in school. Then like I said, only a few short years later my parents were killed. It was really hard on me, because in those few years I had really come to know and love my parents and what they were doing for us. They sacrificed a lot for us, at a time in their life when they should have been retiring and off enjoying the rest of their lives. They were in their thirties when they even started having kids, and I came in their mid forties, let's just say that I was a big surprise as well. My next youngest brother was already in high school when I was born, and he was still living at home and going to college when I was thirteen. I told him many of my conquests from the time I started having sex at the age of twelve. He of course told my brothers, and my dad found out, who then of course gave me the serious talking to about diseases and pregnancy and all that, but I told him that I knew all of that already and that I used protection, so on and so forth. Of course when Damian was born and handed over to me, I fell in love instantly and I was lost ever since.”

“Wow. That's some story. How did you do it all?”

“Lots of love and understanding from my parents, as well as a firm hand to point me in the right direction when I needed it.”

“They sound like great people.”

“They were the best.” Matt said with a happy tear streaking down.

“Well, I'm gonna head up and get ready for bed and get Dominic bathed and ready for bed as well. Care to join me, you can help bath Dominic as well Zane?”

“Sure, okay.” Zane said happily.

“You boys go have your fun, I'm going to go get ready for bed as well, and then I think I'll pick out a movie for us all to watch.”

“Cool, that sounds good daddy.” Damian said, and then he grabbed Dominic and he and Zane headed upstairs.

“Where do you bath Dominic?” Zane asked curiously.

“For now, just in the bathroom sink since he's small enough. When he's bigger I'll just bath him with me in the tub. I still prefer baths, probably always will, so he can just bath with me.”

“Oh, okay, that'd be cute. I prefer baths as well, so much more relaxing, especially when I dim the lights and put bubble bath in.”

“Oh, you're so gay.” Damian smirked and started giggling.

“I am too.” Zane giggled right back.

“I like bubble baths too.” Damian admitted though.

Zane did not say anything further, just helped Damian whenever he was asked to do anything, and a few minutes later they had Dominic undressed and ready to go.

“Eww, his belly button is kinda gross, isn't it?” Zane said in mild disgust.

“Not really. The cord will fall off in a few more days, and then it'll be just like yours and mine. Didn't you see your brothers when he came home?”

“No, my mom hardly let me see him when he wasn't clothed, so I never saw that.”

“You never even changed his diapers?”

“Not until he was about one.”

“Wow. This is perfectly normal though, just the way it is.” Damian said as he was gently washing his baby. It took only a few minutes for Damian to wash Dominic up thoroughly, but gently, and then they headed back to Dominic's bedroom to get him all diapered and jammied.

“There you go baby boy, all set. I bet that feels better, doesn't it.” Damian said gently as he was diapering him.

“I don't think he understands you yet.” Zane pointed out.

“No, he doesn't, but he knows my voice and it soothes him to hear me speak, and not to mention, the more I speak to him and around him in a normal way, the sooner and better he will talk.”

“Oh, I didn't know that.”

“Yeah, the parenting classes taught me a few things.”

“I don't know why more people don't go to those, it seems like a good idea, especially for new parents.”

“I personally think that they should be mandatory, but it cost quite a bit to go, so most probably just don't for that reason.”

“Oh, I think it should be free then.”

“Same here, but the government doesn't care whether people know what they're doing with their newborn babies or not. I know that some schools have a course that sorta does the same thing, they make you walk around with some fake baby and you have to care for it as if it were a real baby. That's at least a good start, and I'm sure they teach a lot.”

“Yeah, my school has that course, but from what I hear, you could probably teach it better than the teacher who does. I've never taken it, because it's not mandatory, and I doubt I'll have children, so there's no real point. The class is mostly always girls, and even then they're usually only there to get an easy A, because unless your baby dies, you pretty much get an A.”

“They should probably make all the kids take it, and really teach them things, make them research and do reports, make it a real class where they really learn. Well come on, let's go to my room now and we can get ready for bed. I just hope my diapers will fit you, because I'm smaller than you. They're a bit big on me still, so they should fit just fine.”

“Oh, um, I don't know if I can.” Zane stammered a bit.

“Sure you can. If you don't, you'll be the only person in the house not wearing one, and I know just as well as you do that you want to wear one. Come on, what have you got to lose.” Damian said softly.

“I know, it's just, well kinda embarrassing.”

“Not here it's not. Here it's perfectly normal to wear diapers. I can diaper you if you like, if you can't do it on your own.” Damian said even softer still.

“Okay, but I'll do it myself, this time at least.”

“Okay. Would you like privacy, I can go to my dads room and get changed in there?” Damian asked while grabbing a pair of diapers.

“Um, maybe we should.” Zane blushed again.

“Okay. Afraid to let me see that you're hard huh?” Damian grinned evilly.

“Yeah.” Zane blushed huge now.

“Don't worry about it.” Damian said gently and handed Zane his diaper and then took his and Dominic and headed to his dads room to get changed.

Damian was finished first and waited in the hall for Zane to come out. He waited a few minutes before Zane came out of the bedroom wearing only his diaper, blushing from what appeared to be his toes right to the top of his forehead. Damian had to lick his dry lips and swallow a couple times. He also had to readjust himself in his diaper, because it all of a sudden got very tight. None of these actions went unnoticed by the older boy either. This only caused him to blush more, but he too all of a sudden got a little more uncomfortably tight in his diaper, and his lips were all of a sudden really dry as well.

“Wow, you're beautiful standing there in only a diaper.” Damian sighed softly.

“Thanks, you too.” Zane said softly, his blush trying to creep up just a little more, but he was about as blushed as you could possibly be already.

“Come on, we better go downstairs before I put Dominic in his crib and drag you to my bedroom and do something to you neither one of us would regret in the morning. It's too soon for that though, we just met.” Damian said all upbeat.

Zane gulped and licked his dry lips, but added, “Yeah.”

“Hey boys, good of you to finally join me. I had time to pick out a movie, get through all the previews, make popcorn, get drinks, and then more than enough time to clean the kitchen even. Took you long enough.”

“Hi daddy, that sounds good, but we had to bath Dominic as well remember, so that takes quite a few minutes. Then once Dominic was all ready, I had to convince Zane to wear a diaper as well, even though I knew he wanted to. He took a few minutes longer than me, either he was trying to figure out how to diaper himself, or he had to take care of a rising problem so that he could tape up.” Damian said evilly, and the blush that had started to recede somewhat returned in full force right away.

“By the looks of the blush, I'd have to say it was probably the latter, but like you don't have to do the same thing at least five nights a week. I'm surprised that you didn't have to tonight.”

“Oh, I did, but I was so damned horny I blew within only a minute.” Damian grinned. Zane though looked as if he was about to pass out.

“Zane, you really do need to learn not to be so embarrassed all the time. There's absolutely nothing to be ashamed of. We're all boys here, we all have the same needs and urges, all boys jack off, from the time we're babies to the time we can no longer do so. It's perfectly normal, and anyone who says otherwise is a liar.” Matt said softly.

Zane could not seem to find his voice, he just stood there in shock, looking still as if he was going to pass out.

“Come on Zane, come sit down and we'll start the movie.” Damian said softly, no longer wishing to torture his friend.

Zane did finally go sit on the couch with the other two. Damian sat in the center, setting Dominic on his lap gently, and Matt took his left and Zane his right. Matt started the movie and they all sat back and enjoyed it.

“So Zane, how much nicer was it watching a movie all the way through without having to get up to go to the bathroom at least once?” Damian asked.

“Really nice. These diapers are also really comfortable, but they're even more so once they're soggy.”

“I know, that's why daddy and I like these ones the best. His are the same ones, just larger for his size. How does yours fit anyway, I never really noticed earlier?”

“It fits perfectly actually.”

“Oh, that's good. Well, I don't know about you, but I usually go to bed about this time, and I'm getting pretty tired, so I'm going to have to go to bed real soon, and I have to get Dominic into his bed, because he's passed out.”

“I'm usually in bed by about now as well, so I should probably go soon too.”

“Well boys, I too am tired, so I'm heading up to bed now. Love you babies.” Matt said, and he gave both Damian and Dominic kisses goodnight and headed up to his room.

“So, would you like to sleep with me tonight, or would you prefer to sleep in the guest room? I promise that I won't rape you during the night if you promise not to rape me, so you'll be safe.”

“Oh, um, I think I'd like to sleep with you. I've never slept at someone's house before, and I know usually you sleep together at sleepovers. I won't rape you, but don't rape me either.” Zane blushed a bit more.

“Good, I was hoping you'd want to sleep with me. As for your raping me, I doubt it'd happen, because you can't rape the willing.” Damian grinned and Zane blushed again.

“You're horrible.”

“I know. Come on, let's go to bed.” Damian smiled brightly, and they got up and headed upstairs. Dominic was settled in his crib and the boys headed to Damian's room.

“Now, I sleep on the side closest to the door, so that it's easier for me to get up in the night to be with Dominic if he needs me, so you'll have to take the other side. I hope it won't bother you too much if Dominic wakes up during the night, he usually only wakes up once or at most twice?”

“No, that won't bother me at all, assuming of course I even wake up. Austin's bedroom is right next to mine and he sometimes wakes up in the night crying, and he never wakes me. Even when he comes and slips into bed with me in the night I rarely wake up.”

“Oh, that's good then. Well, good night, have a good sleep, and remember, you're wearing a diaper, so there's no need to get up during the night.”

“I remember.” Zane smiled warmly, and they crawled into bed.

They talked for a few minutes after the lights were turned off, and then they both fell asleep. They all slept well until morning, Zane not waking once until morning, whereas Damian had to get up once during the night to care for Dominic.