The sun had just peeked over the horizon, and the sound of rain and thunder had gently roused Jake from his sleep. He turned over in bed and looked at the clock on his bedside table. The digital display glowed in the half-darkness indicating that it was 6:30. It was much, much earlier than he normally awoke; likely because he hadn't stayed up all night masturbating like usual. He just hadn't felt like it. Jake sighed softly before rolling out of bed and heading towards the bathroom.
	The house was nearly silent, and as he approached the bathroom door, he heard the faintest, most curious sound coming from Alex's room. A soft whimper? An excited gasp? Or perhaps both? Either way, it sounded very unusual to him, and he decided to investigate, and as he neared the cracked door, his eyes grew wide in shock.
	"...need a diaper change..." Alex said, whispering to himself in the dark. "Mmph... Everyone look at my big diapers..."
	Jake knew that he was never meant to hear these words. They were spoken quietly, barely audible above the steady hum of Alex's air conditioner. But Jake did hear them.
	"Jake... umff... I'm just a stupid little baby... I need... diapers..." Alex continued, moaning and rubbing the cloth-like backing of his pull-up. "I'm a stinky baby... Jake..."
	Standing at the doorway in silence, Jake's mouth hung agape in shock as he listened to his young companion confess his deepest fantasies aloud. His mind searched for any way to rationalize it. Maybe he misheard- No. There was no denying what he'd heard, and every attempt to put it from his mind only served to solidify it further.
	Jake, of course, knew about diaper fetishes since he'd hung around fetish spaces online; browsing for pictures of socked feet and young twinks to jerk off to. He had seen plenty of men who enjoyed dressing up as babies or toddlers or whatever else they desired. It was fairly unsurprising when he saw other adults doing these things.
	But for Alex to be saying these things? Saying Jake's name while he pleasured himself? These were things which demanded a careful approach.
	Rather than confront the boy immediately though, Jake decided to calm down and let things go on for the time being. He tiptoed to the bathroom and did his business, taking care to not make any obvious loud noises. Once finished, he retired back to his own bedroom to browse on his computer until his usual time to wake up.
	He logged onto his fetish forum and spent a few minutes browsing his notifications, reading through replies to his own posts and favoriting the occasional sexy picture. However, his thoughts soon turned back to Alex, and he began to wonder if the child was even aware of what a fetish even was. Jake had educated him on puberty, but fetishes were something that were a bit more difficult to explain without getting into a whole other list of topics.
	Jake typed Alex's desire into the search bar on his fetish forum and browsed through the results. Diaper fetishes were about as common as any other kink. Scrolling through the posts, he chuckled to himself, noticing several short stories that seemed to have been written with one hand. But aside from the unabashedly sexual ones, Jake saw that many other stories were written about rather young characters in arguably nonsexual scenarios.
	One such story focused on a teen who was teased relentlessly by his peers for wetting his pants in public, and another focused on a ten year old boy who wet the bed. Both were rather mundane stories with pseudo-sexual elements sprinkled in. A diaper fetishist would undoubtedly find these stories arousing. Perhaps these stories were depictions of what the authors fantasized about during their private moments.
	As he thought to himself about the  difficult situation he found himself in, Jake heard the sound of Alex's door being shut all the way. Alex was awake. Jake quickly logged off his fetish forum and returned to his home screen, and a few minutes later, Alex entered the man's bedroom with a well-loved blanket in tow.
	"Morning." The boy mumbled, rubbing his eyes beneath his oversized glasses.
	"Good morning, kiddo. Did you have a good night?"
	Alex groaned. "Mnnn... I wet the bed again." He mumbled.
	The only thing Alex was wearing was his soggy pull-up and a pair of loose socks which bunched up and dangled slightly off his feet in front of his toes. Jake could see a depression in the center of the pull-up's front where the child had been rubbing himself.
	Doing his best to avoid staring at Alex's socks, Jake smiled warmly at him. "I know, buddy. Do you want some help in the bath this morning?"
	Alex blushed and nodded shyly. Jake had figured that would be his response.
	"Let's get you out of that wet diap-" Jake choked on the word, diaper. "That wet pull-up and into a nice warm bath, ok?"
	Alex nodded and Jake escorted him into the bathroom. The man turned on the water and began preparing a bubble bath for him, and while the tub was filling, he turned back to face him. Alex was already tugging at the sides of the pull-up where the tear-away strips were located in an effort to take the thing off like one would a diaper.
	Jake reached out and stopped him before he could remove it himself though, deciding to indulge him, just a little.
	"Hang on, buddy. Lay down on your back and just let me take care of that, ok?"
	Alex was stupefied. Was Jake... He lie back on the floor obediently and raised his legs in the air to give the man better access to the pull-up. 
	Jake again tried his hardest to avoid staring at the child's wonderfully odorous socks just inches from his face as he deftly untaped the pull-up. He glanced at its contents briefly to ascertain if Alex had managed to climax in it.
	He had.
	"Jake..." Alex nearly whispered. His face was flush with embarrassment. "What are we doing?"
	Jake feigned ignorance. "Taking off your wet pull-up." He answered plainly.
	Alex bit his lip and turned his head to the side. It was only by the grace of his refractory period that he didn't pop another boner then and there.
	The man continued undressing Alex and removed his socks as well, purposefully avoiding lingering his sight on them for too long. "Whew, stinky... When's the last time you had a change?" Jake chose his words purposefully.
	"A change...?" Alex stammered, nearly panicking. "I... Uh... Oh, you mean my socks, right."
	Jake raised an eyebrow.
	"Sorry, I just forgot. Maybe a few days?"
	The bathwater was almost peaking over the lip of the tub, but thankfully the overflow drain caught the mess before it even had a chance to spill over onto the bathroom floor. The sound of the water rushing down the drain prompted the two to break their tense eye contact. Jake stood and shut the water off before beckoning Alex to enter.
	"I'll let you relax for a while. Come down when you're finished and I'll have breakfast ready, ok?"
	Alex settled into the tub and gave Jake a shy nod. As the man turned to leave, Alex turned even redder with embarrassment. Jake had seen inside his pull-up for sure. He'd seen the obvious patch of kiddie spunk splattered all over the front of it. Alex groaned in shame and sunk underwater for a moment.
	Why hadn't he drawn attention to it? And an even better question was, why did he treat Alex that way in the first place? Alex couldn't believe such a thing was even possible, and yet he was there in the moment.
	Does Jake know everything?
	Alex's eyes grew wide at the terrifying thought. Jake knew EVERYTHING didn't he? Alex panicked and sat upright in the bathwater, his heart racing as he imagined the man teasing him mercilessly. His refractory period was over, and another erection haunted him beneath the surface of the bath water. He groaned in shame and lie back into the bubbles once more.
	Alex fantasized about Jake mocking him for wetting the bed. He imagined Jake changing his stinky diapers and calling him a little diaper-boy. Jake would humiliate him endlessly and make him wear nothing but his dirty diapers on full display in public.
	He would-
	"Alex?" Jake called from downstairs. "Are you ok up there? Breakfast is waiting!"
	How long had Alex been sitting there with his eyes closed? His hand was gripped tight around his throbbing penis and he was close to another climax, but he quickly released his grip, exited the bath and began drying off so as not to keep Jake waiting much longer. As he dried his hair, Alex could smell the wonderful aroma of Jake's cooking wafting up the staircase and drawing him towards the kitchen. Eggs and bacon and pancakes.
	Sloppily, he threw on one of Jake's old shirts and a pair of mismatched socks that were even different lengths. Lastly, he tugged up a pair of white briefs that pressed his waning erection downward.
	'Tightey whiteys look kind of like diapers, don't they?' Alex thought, musing to himself, and his erection twitched in response. It would be difficult to keep hiding his erections as long as thoughts such as that kept visiting him.

***

	That evening, Alex sat on the floor of the living room, playing a video game.
	Jake was reclined on the couch watching a rerun of his favorite cartoon show, his eyes growing heavy and his head nodding. Alex noticed this and decided to turn down the television volume a few clicks. Jake seemed tired that day.
	After a few moments more, Jake was fully unconscious and Alex's thoughs began to wander once again.
	'How does he know I like diapers? He must know.  Does he like diapers too?' He pondered silently.
	Staring at the man's face, Alex could tell that he was well and truly asleep now, and probably would be for the rest of the night if he wasn't roused. It was his best chance to do a little bit of recon.
	Quietly, Alex tip-toed upstairs to Jake's bedroom and turned on the light. He shut the door behind himself and began snooping.
	'Now if I was Jake, where would I keep secret things?'
	Alex scanned the room for possibilities, then noticed the computer. It was still logged in under Jake's account, wide open for him to take advantage of. He settled in the desk chair and scooted closer to the monitor. Icons littered the desktop and it was difficult to determine what was what, until finally he decided to open the web browser and check the history. He had once heard a joke about someone failing to delete their history and having a dirty secret exposed because of it.
	Alex hoped Jake shared the same poor habits.
	The browser opened and Alex was immediately presented with a fetish forum profile belonging to Jake. The site was alien to the child, but he managed to navigate it by trial and error. First, he checked the profile itself.

Name: Socklover97
DoB: 6-15-1997
Sex: M
Email: Socklover971@bmail.com
D/S: Sub

	The next item on the list confused Alex at first. It read, "Kinks." And as he looked beside the category, the meaning of the word became somewhat more clear.

Kinks: Socks, Chastity, Bondage, Glasses

	To Alex's understanding, it now seemed that Jake's interest in socks was exactly like his own interest in diapers. Alex blushed and remembered Jake helping him with his dirty socks that morning. Was Jake aroused by doing that? Alex couldn't rule it out.
	Alex clicked on a link to Jake's "Favorites," bringing up a gallery of curious images. Many of them were of young men showing thier socked soles to the viewer, while some were of... people with their penises trapped in some kind of cage. He clicked to go to the next page of the gallery. Men tied down to beds and strange racks, some of them being made to smell dirty socks or being tickled.
	His young mind struggled to contextualize some of the content before him, while other things became strikingly clear to him. Jake liked socks just as much as Alex liked diapers. Maybe... even more than Alex liked diapers. Alex clicked another link and landed on a page dedicated to Jake's own posts.
	"Alex?" Jake sleepily called from the hallway outside the closed bedroom door.
	Alex's heart nearly stopped as he hastily closed the web browser. The footsteps grew closer. He rose from the desk chair as swiftly and silently as he was able, and flung himself onto Jake's bed. He rolled beneath the covers and pretended to be asleep, shutting his eyes just in time for Jake to open the door and look inside.
	Alex's heart was beating so hard he feared that Jake could hear it.
	The monitor. He'd forgotten that the monitor was turned off when he came in, and he had turned it on to snoop around. He hoped that Jake wouldn't notice.
	"Oh." Jake paused at the scene of the child wrapped up on his bed 'asleep'. His sleeping position didn't look too comfortable.
	Alex feigned drowsiness and rolled over, faking a yawn and stretching. He was a terrible liar, and an even worse actor.
	"Alex. What are you doing in here?" Jake glanced around the room, then noticed the computer monitor had been turned on. "Were you on my computer?"
	Alex froze like a deer in the headlights, the color draining from his face as Jake confronted him outright. The child tried to play it cool.
	"I was- Uhh..." He stammered, desperately grasping at straws. "I was-"
	"Don't lie." Jake said, calmly approaching the anxious bundle on his bed. "I see what you were doing in here."
	Alex sulked noticably at this. His face was flush with embarrasment and Jake could see the child visibly trembling.
	"I was- I-" Alex choked, fighting back tears. "Jake, please don't hate me! I'm sorry!"
	The man knelt before him and placed a hand on his leg. "I'm not angry, little buddy. But I told you not to touch my computer before, didn't I?"
	Alex looked him in the eyes, shocked that he wasn't being yelled at. He only nodded in response.
	Jake blushed as he considered what Alex might have seen. "What were you looking at on there?"
	Alex trembled again. Jake was asking him directly. He gulped. "Pictures of... Socks." Alex said.
	Jake's eyes went wide. Alex had opened his profile and seen everything. Jake blushed and nearly trembled himself. Alex knew EVERYTHING now.
	"Pictures of socks...?" Jake repeated, stammering himself. "You were on- You saw my- Damn it."
	"Jake... I have to tell you something..." Alex began. "I don't understand some of what I saw, but... I do know that you like socks."
	Jake buried his face in his hands.
	"But... Um. I have something I like- That's kind of like that..."
	Jake already knew. It didn't change that Alex had seen his private things. In a moment of resolution, Jake interrupted the boy's mumbling. "You like diapers. I know."
	A wave of electric shot through Alex at the mention of the word, 'diapers' on another person's lips. He went tense and his heart started to race again.
	"And..." Jake thought of the best way to say the next part. "You want me to put you back in them. Is that right?"
	Alex's boner returned. Jake had hit the nail right on the head. The child clenched his crotch beneath the covers to hide his erection.
	Perhaps Jake had gone too far in revealing that he knew of Alex's fantasy surrounding him. Perhaps this whole scenario could have been avoided if he'd just gone to bed early instead of trying to force himself to stay up. Perhaps- Well, there was no more use in speculating.
	The pair avoided looking directly at each other in the deafening silence. What now? Their entire relationship dynamic had just been upended, and there was nothing certain to take its place when the dust settled.
	After what seemed like several minutes of quiet, Jake decided to be the adult and take matters into his own hands despite his embarrassment at what had occurred. "Could we come to an agreement?"
	Alex raised an eyebrow at the break in the silence. "Agreement?"
	"How about we pretend like this never happened, and we just go back to having our secrets?"
	Alex hated the idea. He needed Jake. It was about more than just the diapers and the fantasies. Alex was deeply in love with the man, but couldn't bring himself to say it out loud.
	"Little buddy?" Jake asked, unsure of whether he'd been heard.
	Alex wiped away a tear from his eye before Jake could notice. He sniffled and choked.
	"Ok." Alex lied.
	Jake reached out and pulled the child into an embrace, pulling him into a tight snuggle and lying beside him in his bed under the blanket Alex had been hiding under. They exchanged tender apologies and settled into one another, getting comfortable and eventually, they quieted long enough to fall asleep.
	Alex was wrapped tightly around his caregiver. He would find a way to get Jake to love him in return; and now, he had just the ammunition he needed.