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DEAR DIARY (a tb story, almost done)
warning there are gay guys
i had this on here back when it was tbdl, im glad i backed it up, anyway here's up to entry 8, im still finding 9, and its almost done ----------------------------------------------------------- entry 1 Dear diary, Today when I walked into school... "Oh I'm so sorry" I heard a voice say and relieve I'm on the floor. I reach my hand out and they help me up. I don't recognize this boy, he towers over me. For a quick second I almost call him daddy but stop myself. He looks really strong. "I'm James, who are you?" he asks. I'm a little thrown off that he doesn't know who I am. "I'm Eric, you must be new, I'm the star on the-" James cut me off "don't tell me, the swim team, right?" he laughed "just like my last baby." "Oh you, how'd you know?" I ask getting red in the face and a little nervous. "You just look it" he said "I like swimmers." I sighed, he doesn't know. The sigh must have startled him, 'cuase then he's looking at me funny and he says "there's something stuck to your backpack." he reaches and pulls one of my binkis off, the damn Velcro must have caught on my bag. I turn red in the face "Oh , I have a baby brother" I try to smile the embarrassment away, I think he fell for it, the bell rings "well, I better go, you know to cl-" he shoves the binki in my mouth and without thinking I begin to suck on it. "You talk too much" he says and pats my head. I smile around the binki, but then realize this is the real world and pull it out of my mouth. "What did you do that for?" I ask trying to sound mad but I can't, I’m not. He smiles brightly and puts a card in my hand and hurries off before I can say anything. I look down at my hand, it's a business card: Babysitting service Daddy James 776-2363 12 park ave. I flip the card over, in hand-writing it says: I know your secret A cold sweat comes over me. What does he mean? He knows? But how? Who is he? I put my binki in my pocket and walk to class. I get in trouble with Ms. Plante for being late but I can't think about that. The announcements come on "swim season is sadly over till next year, thank you swim team for a great, winning season, in other news, today's lunch…" I stop listening till the pledge I say it then try to figure out what happened. ...I swear I wasn't dreaming. Can you believe it? I'm still not sure if I'm gonna call or not. What if it's a trap? Well good-night diary. --------------------------------------------------------------- entry 2 Dear Diary,It’s been a week since I met James. Today I called him… “Hello, Daddy James here.” I heard a voice say and suddenly remember him; he had seen me buy my monthly pack of diapers last month. I had been so worried he was someone who went to my school. “Hello?” James asked. “Oh, umm…Hi, you gave me your number last week.” I was nervous. “Oh yes, baby Eric. I was starting to worry you wouldn’t call.” James said with a sigh of relief in his voice. I smiled feeling safe suddenly. “So are you for real?” I ask. James chuckled “Yes I am baby. So do you want a daddy?” “Yes!” I nearly yelled with excitement. He chuckled, “when can we meet again?” “How about now?” he replied so quickly it was as if he knew what I was going to say before I did. “My parents have company over.” I said a little disappointed. “No silly. I’ll pick you up and I’ll baby-sit you at my place.” he said. I agreed that be cool and he told me to just pack my favorite things and he’d be over in about an hour. We hung up and I put Rufus, my stuffed puppy, in my swim bag along with my binki and some diapers. I looked in the mirror. I should really take a shower. I must have stared in that mirror at my head of loose blonde curls and sky blue eyes for 45 minutes, ‘cuase suddenly moms knocking on my door. “Yes?” I say taking a final look at my long-tone muscle-covered body. “Your friends here.” She says and I grab my bag. “Thanks mom” I kiss her cheek “we’re gonna go swimming, bye.” I rush out the door before she can ask any questions. There’s a purple minivan in the drive-way. I walk over to it and the window rolls down. James smiles at me “Get in the back.” He says. The window is tinted so I can’t see in. I open the door; car-seats. Oh my god, car-seats!!! “Well hope in.” James is now turned around. I get in the car-seat and close the door so no one can see me. I throw my bag to the floor under my feet which makes me realize how far from the floor I am. James reaches his arms at me and buckles me in. “Nice and snug.” He says pulling on the straps a little. James turned around and started driving. I smile; the car-seat’s so big. “How do you get away with having this stuff? I mean without your parents finding out?” James laughs “I really look that young?” I tilt my head confused. “I’m a teacher,” he said as if reading my thoughts, “You’ll have me for f.a.c.s. later this year.” “Will-will-are you going to baby me in school?” I ask nervously. I feel my insides turn as he doesn’t answer. “Of coarse not, baby Eric. No one will know we even know each other.” He said breaking the silence. I watched the back of his head. He had brown hair cut in a daddy way. I smiled; he’s gonna be taking care of me. The car came to a stop and I could see the inside of a garage out the window. I started to unbuckle the car-seat, but he grabbed my hand “Baby, let daddy do that.” He said and I relaxed. He got out of the car and opened the door. “Good you stayed dry.” He patted my crotch and unbuckled me. I giggled like a little kid; I did that when I was being babied. I put my arms out to him and he took me in his warm grip. I sighed and melted into his chest. He carried me, as if I was a real baby, into the house. The house looked normal till we passed threw a pair of steel double-doors. We entered a room with all light colors and toys. James put me down on a changing table in a corner with a mobile above it. I watched the characters from Winnie the Pooh go in a circle above my head. “You like Winnie the Pooh?” he asked noticing how closely I was watching the mobile. I nodded as I felt his soft, warm hands carefully remove my pants. “I wuv Pooh” I say in my most baby voice. I watch pink little piglet chase Tigger who’s chasing Pooh, chasing Rabbit, chasing Piglet. It looks silly. I’m so pre-occupied by this never ending chase that I don’t feel him remove my boxers. “Are you ready to be my baby boy?” James asks and I nod. “No turning back.” I nod again and lift my legs up. He rubs some baby cream on my diaper area, which tickles. He slides the nice thick diaper under my bum bum and pulls it between my legs. He bends over and kisses my tummy while tapping the diaper, which makes me squeal with delight. I sit up and hug him. He smiles and I know I’ve made him happy. He messes-up my hair and scoops me up in his arms. “Can we watch Winnie the pooh?” I bounce in his arms, making it hard for him to hold me. ...and we watched Winnie the Pooh, I ended up falling asleep in his lap. Too bad when I woke up he told me it was getting late and had to bring me home. But all and all I loved it. Night. -------------------------------------------------------------- entry 3 Dear Diary, HAPPY FRIDAY!!! I still think last weekend was a dream, it was so wonderful I can’t wait to see him again, speaking of which, today at lunch… “Mr. Rayno!” I call knocking on the open door. “Hi Eric, please come in,” James said “close the door.” Wednesday I figured out James was Mr. Rayon the newest teacher to the school. I closed the heavy door behind me; it was one of five in the school without windows. Four of them are the F.A.C.S. rooms and one is the Sex Ed. room. I click the lock, so no one can bother us during lunch. I’m nervous, I feel my hands sweating, this is the first time I’ve talked with him during school, well other then the time we met. I look at the blue tile floor, it’s a pretty blue, like a mix of sky blue and powder blue, it’s a chalk sky. “Can I come over this weekend?” I ask, my cheeks getting warm. My eyes wander from the chalk sky over a wooden teachers desk littered with graded test on parenting and pamphlets, to a white board with the phrase ‘TGIF’ written on it. I feel the floor beneath me disappear and two arms embrace me. I felt a giant tree branch under my knees and another under my head. My bottom rested in his hand. The sudden elevation has blinded me like fog. I blink trying to see. Finally the fog clears and I'm looking up at him, it feels like here’s a mile between us but not in a bad way, it makes me feel small, like a newborn. I can see his pretty smile, it makes me smile. “Why don’t you come over today?” he asks “it is Friday.” The space between us fades as he brings me closer; I feel his warm chest under the apron and blue, short-sleeve shirt. I smell his cologne; it’s a sweet smell, like cinnamon, which makes me hungry. I feel a sharp pain in my stomach and remember I haven’t eaten all day. “Hungry?’ he asks as if reading my mind. How does he do that? I nod and he sits me on a desk, I frown wanting him to keep holding me. He turns and I watch his blue pants walk to his desk and grab a box. As he turns back to me I can see it’s a pizza box. He puts the pizza down next to me and opens the lid. I reach for a slice of the cheese covered dough, oozing with sauce. He grabs me hand and says “let me make sure it’s cool enough for you.” He picks up the slice by the crust, sliding one gentle hand under it and lowering his lips to blow on it. “Thankies” I say as he puts the triangle to my mouth. I take a bite and the sauce squirts out all over my face. He chuckles which makes me burst into uncontrollable giggles. I manage to stop giggling long enough to ask “can anyone hear us?” “I don’t think so,” he answers me which makes me a little nervous but this he adds to his sentence “but just in case lets have some music.” I walk over to a silver boom box on a counter in the back of the classroom. KISS108 starts playing out of the machine, I love this radio station. A smile creeps up my face as I approach him. He scoops me up into his tree branch arms. “Oh no!” I say as the sauce gets on his perfectly white apron “your apron, I ruined it” I cry truly believing he hates me now. The tears run down my cheeks as if my eyes were damns and the flood gates had just been opened. He gently hoists me up so my head rests in the crook of his shoulder. He rubs my back in a circular motion that is so relaxing, it makes me sleepy. “Shh” I hear him whisper “its ok baby, accidents happen.” I slowly stop crying as his voice and hand sooth me. I smell his hair, he uses a coconut conditioner, I think. What ever it is it smells really good. My tummy makes a growling sound and I ask “dada what that sound?” “That’s your tummy talking, it’s hungry” James replies and carries me back to the desk he had sat me on earlier. He brought the piece of pizza back to my lips and I took a huge bite. After I’m done eating the piece of pizza he pulls out a wet wipe and cleans up my face. The wet wipe tickles my face; I feel it move thin hairs of my developing mustache. All the men in my family’s mustaches had grown in late in life; my father hardly looked like he had one. I like not having one, it makes my face look more like a little kids. The girls say it makes me look innocent, I like that too. “Bring!!!” the devil’s bell sounds now breaking my train of thought. James pats my bum lightly and I jump off the desk. “I’ll come by after last class.” I say rushing out. I run down the stairs nearly falling on my face, ‘cuase my pants are too long. I hit the platform with a loud BANG as I race down a sea of colors, finally I get to the only baby blue locker in the building. I love the color plus baby blue and white are our school colors. I grab the lock and fumble to open it. I wonder if anyone saw me leave Jame’s room? I hope not. The door swings open with a loud crash that startles me. I reach down to the bottom of my locker and grab my algebra book and gym bag. I walk calmly into algebra but all class the variables are playing tricks on me. They’re spelling out words like; daddy; baby; James; and diaper. I feel like everyone knows. I’m so lost in my thoughts that when Alex taps me on the shoulder I jump. “Hey, didn’t mean to scare you” this short, little, blue-haired activist says “but class is over.” He smiles at me with his bright pearls showing some type of metal. “What’s that?” I ask trying to focus on the metal and not let my thoughts wander back to the little boy who asked me out in seventh grade, before the colored hair and pierced everything. Alex sticks his long, hook tongue out at me to show me the vibrating barbell going threw his tongue, its hard to imagine him as the little kid I turned down for being too immature, ha! I’m the immature one. I roll my eyes at him “When you get Aids don’t cry to me.” I stand up and sling my gym bag over my shoulder. I hug him to let him know I was just messing around. He squeezes me tightly. I think he does all this just to impress me, maybe he thinks if he grows up enough I’ll go out with him. I shrug off the thought and break the hug “you going to the gym?” I ask noticing the rainbow messenger’s bag hanging from his hand. “Yup” he says and starts walking down the hall, I follow at his pace. “So how many piercing are you planning on?” I ask as I feel him grab my hand. Even though we aren’t going out we still hold hands all the time, it’s kinda a way of keeping the girls from trying for the other one, just incase we ever do go out. I know it sounds dumb but its how we are. “Till my body can’t take anymore” he replied gleaming. So far he was at 3 piercing in the lip, both nipples, all up both ears, one eyebrow, and now his tongue. I shake my head “Can’t you die from that?” though I know only if it gets infected and so far he hasn’t gotten one infected. “So? What’s your point?” he asks and then we’re at the gym. “I’m doing weights, so see you after.” He goes toward his locker in the shower-room. Everyone has they’re own locker, athletes have full sized lockers which are separate from the non-athletes lockers. I walk to my locker and start undressing, I change into my suit and get in the shower then I walk to the pool. I clear my mind of everything while swimming. I hear the bell ring, it echoes under the water so it sounds like a million bells. I swim to the edge and pull my body out of the water. The air feels cold. I rap the towel around me and run to the showers to warm up. As the water washes the chlorine off my skin I feel it breathe. I dry off and get dressed. I walk out of the room and Alex is standing there waiting for me. “Hi” I say “aren’t you going home?” He has this sad look to him even past his smile “can you come home with me? I need you right now” …so yeah I blew off James, but Alex is my best friend and he really needed me. I’m sure James will understand. I’ll call him and tell him tomorrow. Well good night diary. ----------------------------------------------------------- entry 4 Dear Diary, I am completely torn apart. Today when I called James… “Hello?” I heard a voice, I had been becoming familiar with, say. I smiled knowing it was James, my Daddy. “Hewo dada” I heard myself say, I still couldn’t believe how lucky I was to have found him. “Oh, hi baby Eric” he replied, he sounded uneasy to me. I clutched the phone and prayed he wasn’t hurt. My breathing got shorter and less air came in my lungs. “What’s wrong?” I asked in a short breathe as I sat down on my bed, my bum crinkling as it hit the soft mattress. “Daddy, who is it?” I heard a voice say in the back round and then I heard a muffling sound like James was holding his hand over the phone so I couldn’t hear. The voice sounded like someone I knew, but who? I thought long and hard but I couldn’t put a face or a name to the voice. “Hey, Eric, can I call you later?” James said “I have someone over.” I choked back tears “Yeah, of coarse” I said and hung up the phone. I fell on my bed devastated. I felt the tears consume my eyes, stinging the soft tissue. I roll onto my stomach and reach under my pillow and grab my binki. I slip the clear plastic in my mouth and burry my face in the pillow, my tears soaking it. …so I fell asleep crying. I can’t believe he did that to me, who was that kid? Did he get a new baby ‘cuase I didn’t show up yesterday? I don’t know. I’m still crying, mom wants to know what’s wrong but like I can tell her. Well I’m gonna go eat dinner. Bye. --------------------------------------------------------------------- entry 5 dear diary, Today I was still sad, still am, but I decided to call Alex and he invited me over… I walk up the grey stone walkway to Alex’s cute, little, wooden cabin. His parents were in they’re 50’s and were very old fashion. I stepped up onto the front step, I never understood why people put one step in front of the door. They’re front step had a greetings mat that was green, like the lawn, and it said “welcome” how typical. I knew under the mat was a ‘secret’ house key in case Alex got locked out. I reached my arm up and rang the wood framed doorbell. I could hear a faint jingle play as the bell range. I looked around, it seemed ages since I was last here though it was only two days ago. I look at the orange stripped cat cross the dirt road that looks like a car hasn’t touched it since the road was made. “Oh hello Eric” I hear a friendly female voice say. I turn around to see Alex’s mother. “Hi Mrs. Kendall” I say and bow “is Alex home?” she smiles brightly and invites me in. the inside of the house is very neat and clean. The walls are a dark stained wood, and when you walk in the door there’s the dinning room to the right and the family room to the left and straight ahead is a staircase leading upstairs. The dinning room is a cute little room with a big oven table in it with a place for everyone to sit at, from the dinning room you can see into the kitchen, its just past a counter top and from the kitchen there’s a door that leads to the porch which over looks the lake. The family room is the size of the dinning room and kitchen put together. It has three couches in it and an old dial TV with a cable box on top of it. Her father sat in the old, rusty, orange colored chair to the right of the TV watching the history channel, World War 2 probably. I walk up the stairs and come to a hall way, If I turn right I’ll go to Alex’s parents room, and if I turn left I go to either Alex’s room or the computer room. If I go straight ill go into the bathroom, a room I dread. I walked about 10 or 11 feet to Alex’s room and knocked on the door. As I did the door swung open, revealing a very naked Alex checking himself out in the mirror. “Whoa!! Sorry” I said closing the door and covering my eyes. I starred at the door, examining it. It was a wooden door like everything else in the house, but he had painted it over the years and it was like a gossip wall with “I <3 E.L.” and “TJ is so mean” all over it. And of coarse he had his “keep out” sign in the middle of it all. The door moved away as Alex opened it, now dressed in slimming black tank top and tight black short shorts. I saw a chain coming from inside his mouth to his middle lip ring. “Sorry about before,” Alex said “please come in.” Alex stepped out of the way and I entered his room which had been covered with posters from all the bands Alex listens to. The room sloped down on the side opposite the door. I walked over to his black and red pillow covered bed and plopped down. Alex comes and sits down next to me “what’s that?” I ask and reach for the chain and he opens his mouth. “Cool, huh?” Alex says and moves it around “you can touch it” he says “I don’t bite”. I reach my shaking hand out and feel the cold, silver chain under my finger tips. I follow the chain into his mouth. As I get closer to the hole in his tongue I realize the chains vibrating. He has a vibrating barbell in his tongue. I pull my hand out of his mouth and look him in the eyes. “What did u do to your beautiful body?” I ask and then cover my mouth, not meaning for that to come out. Oh no, did I? Yes I did. Oh no. Am I? Falling for him? I look down at the pillows beneath me. “You think I have a beautiful body?” he asks, he was never one to be afraid to say something “Then why? Why did you say no?” I can hear his voice crack as he says this and I wish I could make him all better. “You, you told me I was too immature.” His words stung, cuase they were true. I feel an ache in my heart and my heart takes over my arms and suddenly these arms that are really veins are polling him close, close to my heart. I feel his warm body, which is around the same size as my own, melt into my chest and I feel the ice that has incarcerated his heart begin to melt. I can only utter two words, but some how they seem to carry the weight of the dictionary, “I’m sorry.” My arms, which my heart is still controlling, squeeze him tighter as my head, which has been concurred by my heart and rid of all logic, leans to the the top of his head and my lips stretch from they’re normal position to kiss his head in a soothing way. He turns in my arms and meets my eyes. Our eyes are locked, I can feel the electricity that is surging between them, I think I see a pink line, maybe I’m hallucinating. His eyes seem to be getting bigger, no he’s getting closer, that’s the logical explanation, which means… I feel his soft, smooth lips press against mine; the metal makes a strange sensation on my sensitive lips that have never kissed before. I for the chain with my tongue, it’s like a loop that I can just play with. I swing it around, back and forth. The chain is starting to pool away; I open my eyes and some how Alex got to the other side of the bed in that time. He’s covering his mouth now as if he said something he regrets. “It’s ok,” I reassure him “I liked it.” He takes his small, delicate hand away from his mouth and reveals a small smile, kind of like a school girl smile. We stay there like that for a few minutes when finally I say “Alex will you go out with me? I mean I know we’re both boys but I really, really like you”, this is the same thing he said to me when he asked me out. I think he gets it cuase now he’s smiling his big beautiful smile that could light up a room “Oh Eric I thought you’d never ask.” he lungs at me throwing his arms around me and knocking me into the bed of pillows. …I’m so happy with him too. Diary, I think he’s perfect, I just wish he was into baby stuff too. Well I better go to bed before Alex realizes I’m still up. Did I mention I’m sleeping over? -------------------------------------------------------------- entry 6 Dear diary, Today when I got to school Alex came over and kissed me on the cheek. I blushed so bad. He is so awesome. Too bad he had something to do at lunch so I decided to go see James… I walk down the hall, thoughts raising threw my head. Maybe he has a son. But then why would he want me to not hear? I feel my eyes start burning, I can feel the tears fighting to fall from my eyes, but I can’t let them. I start to walk faster, faster, faster, I’m running, I need to know. “Do you have a new baby?” I ask nearly yelling it as I hit his room. I look at him, my vision blurred by the tears but I see him, and there’s, there’s someone in his arms. I fall to my knees. Those tears I was fighting are now all over the place, there drowning me, and the blue tiles are turning into my tears and turning into an ocean to swallow me whole. It swallowed me into a black hole, I can’t get out. I’m seeing his face and its leaving me. I try to reach for him, try to chase after him but I can’t move, I can’t feel my body. What’s wrong with me? Am I going insane? Is this my breaking point? A light starts to appear and I feel something hard under me, my legs are hanging off it. I see, I see. “Alex!” I reach up and hug him. I can now see I am on a desk in Mr. Rayno’s class. But why is Alex here? I look to my right and there he is, with a damp cloth. He’s smiling at me. Why is he smiling at me? “Are you ok?” Alex asks, I don’t have time to reply before he goes on “you had me so worry, I thought I’d loose you.” He’s hugging me so tight. He’s like a parent, but in a nice, reassuring way. He lets go and james comes closer “I’m sorry if I hurt you baby Eric” james says and hugs me. I push him off. “What are you talking about?” I say, startled he would bring that up in front of Alex. I want to tell Alex but I don’t want him to do it for me. Alex smiles and reaches into his pocket. He pulls out a pacifier “I’m a baby too” he says in a cute voice I’ve never heard him use before. “oh so your who he was holding” I hug Alex. …so now I know my love is a TB too, isn’t that awesome? Well this weekend we’re gonna have a real play date, it gonna be so much fun. I can hardly wait. Well nitie night diary. ------------------------------------------------------------ entry 7 Dear diary, Today in advisory they gave us our new schedules… I scroll down the column, algebra, phys. Ed., psychology, F.A.C.S., art, F.A.C.S.?!?!?! oh my god I have F.A.C.S.! I scroll to the right with my eyes to the next column, under teacher, Mr. Rayno! Oh god. I start to panic what if I slip in class and call him daddy? What if he calls me baby? Oh no, what if… My thought is broken be a finger with a black painted nail tapping my shoulder "hey, Eric, what did you get?" its Alex, I’d recognize that voice anywhere. I hand him my sheet. I can hear the metal rings in his ear clang against each other. "NO WAY!!!" he shouts with excitement. I whip around and throw a hand over his mouth "shh" I say and let go "What is it?" He takes a deep breath and quickly says "we both have James at the same time." I smile, at least ill be with Alex even if something goes wrong he’ll save me. I turn back around and suddenly feel to small twigs wrap around me and a metal spike rub against my neck. The spike moves up my neck to my ear "I love you." A whisper like the wind says. "Eric, Alex, stop your love affair!" the teacher says and Alex jumps back knocking my chair backwards. My head hit the floor with a loud bomb going off. Alex was soon on the ground next to me apologizing. I smile and hug him. "Hey its ok, just help me up" I put out my hand and he stood up. He grabbed my hand and pulled me to my feet. He’s getting really strong. I let myself fall into his chest, its like a pillow, so soft and warm. Remembering im in school I quickly stand on my own two feet. We go off to our first class and soon its lunch. I walk down the hall way and knock on the door I’ve come to know too well. I hear foot steps and the door swings open and Alex jumps at me. I giggle and kiss him. I grab his hand and walk in the room. He kicks the door shut. I see James sitting at his desk working on papers. I turn to Alex and put my finger to my lips signaling to be quiet and then slowly start walking towards James. "Hewo dada" I say and hug him. He hugs my arms and chuckles. Alex comes over and wraps one arm over me and one over James. Alex kisses my cheek making me blush then he’s already started talk "daddy, guess what, guess, what, guess what." James puts one hand on the side of his cheek tapping and saying "hmmm, I give up, what?" Alex seems exited to be able to tell James "me and Eric are gonna have you next period, so we wont even have to run to a different class after this" Alex smiles and starts jumping. James looks at the little metal boy jumping up in down, is silver hoops clashing, his lip rings hitting each other, his pants chains whacking his torso then his legs. I start to giggle and let go of James and tackle Alex. Alex giggles as his body hits the ocean floor with me on top of him. "What was that for?" Alex asks after he stops giggling. "I don’t know" I shrug innocently and get up off him and hold out my hand, he grabs it and I help him out of the ocean. I hear foot steps behind me and a strong branch raps around either of us, lifting us up against James’ chest. His branch of arms around going down our back, under our bums and between our legs, keeping us in a sitting position. I lean my head against his chest and close my eyes as I feel him walk backwards and sit down, Alex and my legs between his now sitting on his lap. I drift off, baby blue, green, pink, clouds everywhere, two yellow clouds, they start to change shape, they’re becoming people, the colors change, one grows big, or maybe I’m shrinking but then the other ones shrinking with me, I start to recognize then, its Alex and Daddy, they start coming closer, closer, Alex is giggling and holding Daddy’s hand, Daddy opens his mouth and the sound of the bell comes out, I’m thrown back to reality. "Lunch is over." James says and I look at him. "Huh?" I ask rubbing my head "Get in your seat for class." he smiles and kisses my forehead, I notice Alex is already sitting at a desk in the front, I sit next to him. "I had the best dream, well till the bell went off." I say. Alex grabs my hand "well now we have to be big boys." Alex giggles. "Aww," I moan "but why? That’s no fun." I squeeze his hand. "Well we don’t want anyone finding out, now do we?" he asks and I shake my head "good." he pats me on the head and kisses me quickly. …the rest of the day was pretty uneventful, but hey cant expect every second to be an adventure, lol, well good night diary. ----------------------------------------------------------------- entry 8 Dear diary,today at lunch daddy showed a new thing that I realy like…I knock on the cold steel door "MR. Rayno" I call in but there’s no reply. I open the steel door wider into the ocean tiles "hello?" I look to the right then left. There’s no one, where’s daddy? Where’s Alex? I walk in the room more, and the door closes behind me and suddenly there’s someone or something ontop of me and im falling in the ocean. I start giggling as this thing starts to tickle me."gottach" alex says from on top me and gets off me, he stands up and holds out his hand to help me up. I roll on my back and grab his hand."so do you have a spare change of clothes?" I ask, he nods his head and tilts it."WHHH" is all he gets out before I pull him back down on top of me, then roll over so hes on bottom and start tickling him. He starts laughing so hard his eyes water and he says something about having to pee and to stop but its half lost in the laughs. I feel him cross his legs from under me and I stop and get off him.I watch as the front of his blue jeans turn black and he gasps for air, his legs still crossed. Just then the door opens and I throw myself to the floor sitting on his lap to try to hide that I made him wet himself thinking it might be a student.But nope out pops daddy and he closes the door behind him. He smiles happy to see us. "Eric play nice with Alex, get off him" I get up exposing Alex’s wet pants to daddy. He looks at Alex "what happened?"I start to back away towards the door as Alex points at me "Ewic did wit, he made me wet my pwants" I see tears start to run down his beautiful face, smashing into his peircings.Daddy turns to me "Eric, is this true?" daddy looks angry I look down at the floor in shame."I’m sowwy Awex" I say in my most babyish voice hoping I can get off the hook. Daddy’s hand is now on my back and hes pushing me to walk over to alex. I start crying "I’m sowwy, I’m sowwy awex" I drop to my knees and look at him, "I’m sowwy, pwease forgive me" my face is tear streaked and my eyes are foggy with all the tears.Soon Daddys holding us both while we try, and I can feel as daddy begins to rock us. Its soothing and I stop crying and lean against his chest, alex is still crying tho so I reach over and grab his hand "I’m sowwy awex" I say.He looks at me and sniffles abit, "why’de wou make me wet mysewf?" he asks which makes me heart melt."I don’t know" I say "I’m sowwy"Daddy puts me down on a desk and puts alex on the floor so hes lying down "do you have a change of clothes alex?" he asks"yes" alex replys "in my bag" he points to his bag which is in the corner near the door where he had been hiding on me.Daddy walks across the ocean and picks up the bag and comes back. He puts the bag down and grabs the diapering supplies from his desk and puts it next to the bag, alex starts crying again "no, I don’t need a diapew" and I laugh softly thinking about alex having to wear a diaper for the rest of the day.But daddy speaks in his soft voice "im not gonna diaper you" he then removes alex’s wet pants and boxers. He cleans him with a wipe and takes out a pair of pull-ups from the diaper bag and slides them on Alex. "why do I have to wear this?" he ask, while I stare at them, they don’t look like pull-ups at all and they don’t crinkle, they look like regular undies but with alittle more padding."just in case" daddy says and puts his wet cloths in a plastic bag and and then slips a new pair of pants on him.Alex stands up "is it noticeable?" he asks, I shake my head no."alright, Eric, come ly down" daddy says."What? Why?" I stutter and clamp onto the desk "I didn’t wet myself" I complain."come on, just ly down, you’ll love it, I guarantee" daddy says and smiles at me."oh alright" I get off the desk and ly down next to daddy and he unbuttons my pants, then removes them and then my boxers. He then picks up my legs and slides one of the cloth like pull-ups onto me and I lift my but so he can get it all the way on me. I rub the front of it, it feels just like underwear, cloth feeling, thin, how can this actually hve protection to it. He then pulls my pants back on me. I stand up "I cant even tell im wearing it" I smile, "these are awesome daddy" I hug him.…I think I’de like to start wearing them more often, and we could probly draw on them so they look cooler. Lol, well night. ---------------------------------------------------- hope you enjoyed, i know the paragraphs got destroyed, ill fix it |
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