Alex awoke before Jake. The sound of rainfall imposed itself on the morning silence, masking the rustling of the covers as he shifted in bed. Immediately, however, the pressure in his bladder hit him, along with a realization. He had forgotten to change his clothes before falling asleep in Jake's arms the night before, and he was desperately holding his pee without a pull-up on.

His first thought was to rush out of bed and disturb the sleeping adult he was snuggling against. But after a moment of consideration, Alex decided to have a little bit of petty revenge for the previous day's lecture about him snooping on Jake's computer.

He settled into a comfortable position with his arms and legs still intertwined around Jake, and their faces oh so close together. Jake's breathing was slow and rhythmic, indicating that he was still sleeping soundly.

The continuous white noise of the rain outside helped him relax. Alex took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and released his bladder muscles, allowing the flow to begin without so much as a push. Soon, the bed, as well as both of its occupants, was soaked with his "accident".

Alex smiled to himself despite the odor that followed. Wetting the bed was the perfect reaffirmation of his need to wear diapers, and Jake would have yet another reason to personally ensure that Alex was diapered each and every night.

Jake shifted slightly, perhaps in response to the growing warmth between them, causing Alex to tense up slightly. He studied the man's face for any sign of wakefulness.

Nothing.

Relaxing once again, Alex pondered other ways he could play into Jake's nature as a caregiver. Maybe he could say that he kept having nightmares and ask to sleep in Jake's bed with him more often. He could keep "forgetting" to put on his pull-ups before bed, making it so that Jake had to check him every night like a dumb baby...

Alex had an erection.

Jake would eventually have to put him in diapers when he started having daytime accidents. Jake would have to spoon-feed him baby food after he started making too much of a mess at mealtimes. Jake would take away all of his big kid clothes after he peed all over them one too many times, and make him wear his thick baby diapers on full display with nothing to cover them up...

Alex was stroking himself as stealthily as he could manage. He stared intently at Jake's face, scanning to make sure the man was still asleep as he glided his fingers over his throbbing boy cock, barely teasing himself. It didn't matter that he was covered in piss. He was determined to climax, and the scant amount of stimulation would be enough. Being near Jake was enough.

After several tense minutes, Alex could feel the sensation growing within his privates. His breathing was becoming deeper and he could feel the pre cum leaking from his tip. It was time.

"Mmmn..." Alex moaned softly, letting his eyes roll back and biting his lip in pleasure as he finally climaxed.

His newly pubescent seed leaked pathetically from his throbbing tip in waves, getting all over the front of his dorky tighty whities. Alex curled his toes in his loose white socks; and bit down on his shirt to muffle his moans as he rode the orgasm to completion.

After the final spurts, Alex lie there catching his breath, staring longingly at Jake and listening to the rain pouring down outside, his heartbeat slowing and his body relaxing. He was a mess.

A worn-out mess.

Despite having just woken up not long before, Alex felt his eyelids grow heavy as the orgasm's afterglow washed over him. His body simultaneously felt as light as a feather and as heavy as an elephant, and his extremities tingled with a soothing electric. Soon, he was sound asleep once again, nestled in Jake's embrace.

 

"Alex." Jake whispered. "Wake up."

Like the morning before, the sun was obscured by heavy rain clouds, dimly illuminating the bedroom in dreary grey light. But with his low-light vision still intact, Jake could see the child's sleeping form as he attempted to gently rouse him.

Alex seemed to not be bothered at all by the cold, clammy wetness that he now slept in, nor by Jake's attempts to wake him. It was endearing in a way, but Jake was determined to clean everything up before it got too deeply stained. Especially since these were his sheets that had been peed on, after all.

"Alex, c'mon buddy, you're wet." Jake insisted.

A soft groan emanated from the child.

"Alex, I need to wash the bed sheets and get us cleaned up. We forgot to get your pull-ups on you last night..."

Jake trailed off as he remembered their conversation before bed. Alex had admitted that he loved wearing his pull-ups. More specifically, he loved how humiliating it was for him to need them at his age; fantasizing about needing 24/7 diapers instead of just nighttime protection, and that he expected Jake to put him in them.

Alex shivered as he sat up and rubbed his eyes, frowning at the coldness of the pee, no doubt. He didn't reply. Instead, he simply glanced around the bed as if to ascertain how big his accident had really been.

"Good morning, little buddy." Jake said warmly. "Let's get to the bath."

Alex nodded in the middle of a yawn, then he simply scooted on his butt toward Jake, wrapping his thin arms around the back of his neck as if expecting to be carried. It was honestly too cute for Jake to have anything to say against it.

Even if such childish behavior was almost certainly a result of Alex's desire to be babied...

Jake obliged, pulling the little boy close to himself and resting his arms under his bottom, clad in soaked white briefs with little legs wrapped firmly around him. Jake swore he could feel a slimy slickness against his belly where the boy's crotch rested. Alex must have had a wet dream, too, it seemed.

As he carried the child from the bedroom and into the hallway, the cool air rushed against their wet bodies and made them both shiver. Soon though, they arrived in the bathroom.

Jake leaned down to set Alex on his feet, but that only caused the boy to wrap around him even tighter.

"Hey, I just need to set you down for a minute," Jake said in a hushed and soothing tone. "I'll pick you up again, don't worry." 

With that promised, Alex relaxed his limbs and stretched his socked feet to the cold tile floor of the bathroom. Now standing, he swayed sleepily with his eyes half-open as Jake turned around to draw a warm bath.

The water began to flow, and Jake sat on the edge of the tub. Arms outstretched, he beckoned to Alex. "Let's get those yucky clothes off. Alright?"

Alex drowsily nodded.

Jake began undressing the soaked boy, taking off his oversized shirt first. The shirt had belonged to Jake first, of course, but Alex probably liked the closeness that it implied for him to be the one wearing it. Jake took care to not rub the wet part of the shirt against Alex's face as he pulled it over his head fully.

This revealed Alex's formerly white briefs, now stained yellow with urine as well as an obvious slick patch made by his somewhat fresh spunk. Jake stared for a moment, prompting Alex to finally speak.

"Sorry..." He mumbled. His gaze fell away from Jake and he blushed. "I couldn't help it."

"No, no, Alex. There's nothing to be sorry about." Jake reassured him, placing his hands on his naked shoulders. "It's natural, remember what we talked about?"

The boy said nothing and looked away sharply.

Jake took Alex's silence for further embarrassment and said no more as he slid the ruined underwear down around his ankles. Down where his... socks were. He paused again.

 

"There it is. As soon as I learn what you like, it's so easy to notice. What if I just... wiggle my stinky~ little toes a bit for you?" Alex plotted.

 

Jake saw Alex's socked toes fidgeting at the humiliation he must have been feeling, and hurried with the removal of the socks and undies in one motion as Alex lifted each of his feet for him.

"I'm cold, Jake..." Alex whined, looking up at Jake as he began removing his own soaked garments.

Jake sighed softly and hurried along, tossing all of the wet clothing into a pile to the side of the room. Once he was completely disrobed, he made good on his earlier promise and lifted Alex's nude form into his arms and pressed him close against his body.

 

Alex rested his head on Jake's shoulder and hung on tight, savoring the warmth of fully nude contact with the man for the first time. He could get used to this. It would just take a little bit more manipulation on his part to make his dreams come true. Jake would finally see that he was just a dumb little baby who needs ultra thick... embarrassing... dorky diapers...
Alex opened his eyes wide. "Oops." He thought, realizing what he'd done.

 

"Your, uhh... little buddy is poking me, Alex..." Jake said, quickly setting the boy on his feet again and averting his eyes from Alex's morning wood as he spun around.

Jake could see the tension in Alex's back as he faced away from him. Not wishing to inflame the situation, he silently turned to check whether the bath was ready. Blessedly, it was.

Jake stooped and collected the dirty clothes off the floor, then strode past Alex before stopping in the doorway turning his head slightly behind him. "I'll have mine when you're finished." He said. "I'm gonna take care of the laundry."

And with that, Jake went to collect the wet bedding for the wash.

 

Alex crept toward the tub and settled in with a small wave; his erection throbbed as it entered the warm water.

"What's wrong with me!? He could start hating me if I keep that kind of behavior up..." Alex thought, closing his legs together. "It's this stupid erection thing making it so hard to keep my head straight!"

He began washing himself diligently, taking care to not agitate his sensitive little soldier any more than was necessary. After thoroughly cleaning his hair and rinsing it, Alex sank lower into the bathwater and closed his eyes.

He imagined Jake sauntering into the bathroom with a baby-print diaper in one hand and a large binky in the other. "Alex~ I'm sorry I ever saw you as a smart big kid." The imaginary Jake cooed. "You're clearly too dumb to be wearing anything but the thickest widdle baby didees~"

The sing-song tone of his imaginary Jake's voice was intoxicating.

Alex grabbed at his cock and began pumping it up and down, deciding to indulge in his fantasy after all.

"There we go. Nice and safe in your didee. You're so adorable, widdle buddy~"

Fuck... He loved it when Jake called him that. "Little buddy..."

"Now let's get your very favorite sockies on, then you can go for a ride in your stroller." The phantom Jake sang.

Alex was dressed in a pair of loose, floppy white socks that had been worn for far too many days in a row. They were just like socks in most of the pictures in Jake's favorites gallery on his fetish site profile.

"Gotta let my fantasy Jake have his way a little bit, too, I suppose." Alex thought as he smiled to himself, increasing the pace of his jerking.

"Buckled up, nice and safe~" Fake Jake continued. He had finished securing Alex into his stroller with his wrists fastened above his head and ankles strapped down so he couldn't escape or even hide his blushing face. He was still dressed in only his socks and diaper as Jake finally topped off his outfit with the large binky. They were soon outside at the park, and Alex was being pushed along a busy path against his will, struggling to get at least his hands free and cover his face in shame. 

"Now, be a good boy." Jake warned. "If you smile for all the nice people, you can ejaculate in your didee when we get home!" A group of kids Alex's age happened to be passing by, and they'd heard every word, judging by how hard they laughed once out of sight.

Alex melted. His arm was moving on its own at this point. He was lost in his fantasy. He was so very close to climaxing again.

He imagined himself being pushed in his stroller all through the hallways at his former school, and soon he realized he was headed straight toward Aaron Grimes, a bully who'd never left him alone. All the while, Alex continued smiling wide behind his binky, too excited by the promise of ejaculation to dare disobey Jake.

"Woah! Everyone, come check out the diaper dork!" Aaron yelled as a crowd formed around his stroller. They were all laughing at him, poking and tickling him as he was helpless to resist.

In that moment of pure humiliating bliss, Alex closed his eyes and messed his diaper. After a humiliatingly loud wet fart, the torrent of yucky mud slid into his diaper, the stroller's crotch strap keeping the mess firmly pressed against him. Finally, he finished with a couple more pathetic toots, blushing deep red as the crowd around him exploded.

"Alex just pooped himself!"

"What a baby!"

"Oh man, stinky!"

"Is he retarded or something?"

Even Jake chimed in, with his saccharine voice. "Aww, you have such a sweet smile when you go poopy~"

And finally, the coup-de-grace, Aaron yelled through his laughter, "Looks like my LITTLE~ BUDDY~ needs a diaper change!"

It was just what he needed to push him over the edge.

The initial spurt was forceful compared to the one in bed a little earlier that morning, and Alex moaned a little too loudly as a result. Covering his mouth with one hand, he continued to carefully milk himself into the cooling bath water until finally he was completely empty.

Once the climax subsided, he pulled the drain plug on the tub so that his semen wouldn't wash back onto him, and as the water flowed away, he fumed to himself.

"Little buddy... That asshole used to call me that, too." Alex recalled. Aaron Freaking Grimes. The coolest kid in his class. Why did his fantasy have to include that jerk, anyway? It wasn't like he ever really liked Aaron, so why did he ejaculate while thinking about him? It was seriously confusing.

A knock sounded against the door.

"Little buddy?" Jake called through the door.

Alex's penis twitched involuntarily at the nickname. "Yeah?" He nearly squeaked.

"Just seeing if you were all done. It's been a little while and I still need to shower."

Alex wondered again just how long a "little while" was. He'd gotten careless masturbating again, it seemed.

 

Jake stepped away from the bathroom door and walked into the nearby laundry room to change the loads over, as the bedding was now finished being washed. He quickly moved the damp but clean articles into the dryer, then turned his attention to the clammy clothing in the laundry basket at his feet.

Alex's socks were on top of the pile.

Jake snatched them up and held them to his nose, inhaling deeply as he felt the now-familiar aroma invading his nostrils. He stifled a moan of pleasure, his penis twitching in response to the child's stench.

Jake wasn't a saint. He could admit that easily. But he wasn't even a good person by most other people's standards at this point either. His crimes? Kidnapping, arguably, for one. Truancy, as Alex hadn't attended school in many weeks. And probably plenty of other legal transgressions he didn't even know about. But those were tangible, quantifiable issues as far as he was concerned.

The real concerning thing to Jake, was that he was finding himself increasingly attracted to the boy in some kind of sexual sense. His smells were divine, of course, but there was something more...

He held the socks against his nose and sniffed again. Not overly rank or even stinky. They'd only been worn for a day, but they already held that wonderful odor, if only faintly. The sweet, sweet smell of his little buddy. "Alex... Fuck." He moaned softly, reaching toward his growing cock.

The sound of the bathroom door opening caused him to toss the socks into the washing machine in surprise. Moments later, Alex could be heard shutting his bedroom door further down the hall. A close call in Jake's mind.

After a moment of composing himself, Jake returned to the laundry basket and quickly tossed the rest of the clothing into the washing machine and started it.

The bathroom was now empty, and Jake badly needed to shower. Perhaps he could find a moment of privacy there, too.

Slipping into the bathroom and shutting the door, Jake stepped toward the tub and adjusted the shower's temperature to his liking. As he was about to step into the running water, though, something caught his eye in the corner of the room behind the chest of drawers. A pair of dirty white socks.

Jake lurched desperately for the articles. Were they Alex's?

His hopes were rewarded as he brought the socks to his nose, and the wonderful smell, the same smell as just before, was wafting from them. He took a deep inhale, savoring the stink. These socks were much, much smellier than the ones he'd just put in the washer.

"Mmph!" Jake grunted under his breath as his cock began to rise and his eyes rolled into the back of his head.

The warm water beckoned to him, and obligingly, he entered, careful to keep his treasures dry. His back was to the showerhead, and the stream of water splashed against the small of his back. "Now for a little fun." He thought.

Another deep sniff, and Jake was transported into a fantasy. In his own little world, he was kneeling on the floor in front of Alex's bed. The child was teasing him with his stinky socked feet.

"Beg for them, Jakey~" The fantastical Alex cooed at him sweetly.

Jake was quick to respond. He'd been well-trained. "Please let me worship your socks. I need them."

"Why would you want my stinky~ sockies~ Jakey?" Alex teased him with a smirk.

"I'm a dirty, sock-loving pedo~" Jake recited one of his trained responses.

"Whew, uhm" Jake questioned his word choice, back in the real world. "Where did that come from?"

"That's pretty obvious, since you just can't get enough of my little boy smells~" Alex said, chuckling as he spread his legs to reveal his fully erect penis, which was appropriately sized as it was in real life. "I'll give you a choice, my Jakey. You can either suck me off right now, then ride your butt toy until you milk yourself with my cummies still in your mouth, or..."

Jake hung on his every word, awaiting his second option. The one he would choose.

 "You can worship my stinky~ socks for the rest of the day, and throw away your one shot at release. Your next chance for a milking is a week from now, you know~"

Jake's cock throbbed against his minuscule chastity cage as he knew which he would choose. His balls ached with fullness, as he'd been denied any form of release, even milking his prostate, for the past two weeks; and his subservient horny mind was about to prolong his torment even further. Perhaps indefinitely.

Back in reality, Jake was furiously pounding his erection with his fist. He had never fantasized about such a taboo topic before, as far as he could remember, and similarly he had never been so unbelievably horny. His emotions flared.

Were these fantasies actually some kind of deep admission about himself? That he was a—

He rolled his eyes and shook himself out of the philosophical thoughts. He was too horny to care right now. Back to the fantasy.

"I need to worship your socks, please." Jake begged pathetically as he leaked precum from his caged, useless cock.

"Good choice, Jakey~" Alex smiled as he propped up his socked feet on a plush ottoman in front of him.

Jake supported himself on his hands, which had socks on them, and he bent over slightly to align himself with his task. His face lingered in front of the beautiful boy's odorous socks, awaiting the command.

"You may begin... Little buddy~" Alex announced as he began stroking his own cock freely, as if to tease Jake with what he could never have again.

"Thank you~ I love you, Alex!" Jake sang blissfully, shoving his nose into the socks and beginning his full day of dutiful worship. His cock would never be released. He would be Alex's sock slave for the rest of eternity. And he would always, given the option, choose to worship Alex over pleasuring himself in any way.

Back in reality, too, "Alex— I love you so much, Alex!" Jake professed his devotion as quietly as he could, whimpering into the socks on the verge of tears.

With one final, deep sniff of the perfect socks, he climaxed. But his overwhelming emotions, coupled with the mind-shattering orgasm, were too much for him to handle all at once. With tears forming in his eyes, he leaned against the side of the shower. He couldn't believe his little fantasy about Alex had escalated to such a point.

"Oh my god, Alex..." Jake moaned. He couldn't comprehend how he could have fantasies like this. Sure, he may have had some moments where his fetish had taken hold of him, making him indulge with Alex's socks. But this was something altogether different. This was a genuine attraction to the child himself.

Jake whimpered softly into the socks he still held against his face. Their scent now represented more than just a fetish. They represented his love for Alex.

"Love." He thought. "When did I start caring about that?"

His tears fell upon the socks as he considered it. Had he been in love with Alex since the beginning?

The bathroom door creaked open.

 

"Hey Jake..." Alex called as he poked his head into the room, "Are you alright? It's been about an hour; and I moved the laundry over."

There was a sudden thump from the bathtub, "Ah- Just a second!" Jake called out, sounding flustered for some reason. He sniffled sharply.

Alex cocked his head in confusion as he approached the shower curtain, his hand outstretched, and his socked feet padding along the tiled floor. Jake sounded like he'd been crying.

The air in the bathroom wasn't even steamy anymore, which made it seem like Jake had been standing under potentially cold water for who knows how long. As Alex began pulling the curtain aside, Jake must have noticed his silhouette approaching.

"Wait!" Jake yelped, startling Alex and causing him to stumble backward a little as the curtain flew open. Jake stood with his back to the showerhead with his posture slouched. His eyes were bloodshot and his nose was running a little bit.

He turned sharply to conceal the object he was holding, seeming as if it was something he wanted to avoid Alex seeing at all costs.

Alex knew exactly what it was.

"I didn't think he'd go for the socks I hid there so quick... Guess I didn't know how much he liked them." Alex pondered, staring at the man.

Jake stood with his hand behind his back, holding the pair of socks out of sight. He stared right back at the boy. "Alex! Uh... What are you doing?" Jake said with a hint of accusation in his tone.

Alex turned aside to spare Jake any more embarrassment for the moment. "I thought I heard you crying." Alex said. He cast his gaze to the floor and blushed at the fact that he may have caused this himself.

Jake finally had the presence of mind to pull the shower curtain across his lower body so as to hide anything inappropriate for a kid to see. And the socks he wanted to keep a secret.

"I was just thinking." Jake offered an unconvincing excuse. But Alex decided he would just keep playing along.

"Oh, alright. I just got a little worried, I guess."

Jake gave a slight nod.

"Well, uh... When you're finished, I'll just be playing some games downstairs." Alex said, turning toward the door. "I made us sandwiches, if you're hungry."

Jake relaxed somewhat at this, and nodded again. "Thank you little buddy. I'll be down in a little bit."

Alex smiled and blushed at being called "little buddy", then made his exit. Gently, he shut the bathroom door behind himself, then padded down the hallway. His smile twisted into a mischievous smirk as he confirmed his next move. He'd go on playing his game as planned, and prop his socky feet up on the coffee table where Jake could drool over them as soon as he came downstairs. It was almost too easy.

 

Jake breathed out a sigh of relief as the bathroom door swung closed behind Alex. His penis was fully erect and twitching as he released the shower curtain from his hand.

"That was close." Jake thought. "Good thing I noticed and pulled the curtain before he saw it..."

He turned the faucet handle, shutting off the shower, then inspected the now-wet socks he'd hidden behind his back. "Well, so much for these" He thought, setting them aside. It would be important to get them into the wash as soon as possible.

His erection waned as he dried himself off, contemplating the implications of his becoming erect at the sight of Alex in his socks. It would be much, much harder to continue pretending as if the deal they'd made the previous night still had any chance of being legitimate. There was no way they could just forget about what they had each learned about the other.

Jake dried off and made his way to his bedroom, then dressed himself in a t-shirt and a pair of cotton shorts with a pair of white crew socks. Comfort was his primary concern with all things pertaining to fashion, and he was comfortable to say the least.

"But I wonder if Alex likes the way I dress." Jake thought. He quickly caught himself, though, and banished the inappropriate speculation to the sidelines for the time being. He had to get downstairs before Alex had any reason to worry about him again today.

 

The sounds of video games echoed through the living room as Jake descended the stairs in his comfortable house-clothes. Alex, just as he'd planned, had his socked feet propped up on the coffee table as he played on his Switch. The newest Zelda game.

"He looks more like a big brother and less like a dad in those clothes." Alex thought, imagining the different dynamics he could fantasize about having with the man. Alex supposed he was open to the idea of being Jake's little brother. Admittedly, it was a cute notion.

Alex wiggled his toes when he thought Jake was looking at them. Jake didn't react though. Maybe he needed a bigger hint? Alex scooted forward on the couch and crossed one leg over the other, pointing his socked toes upward. This seemed to get Jake's attention. Perhaps he was more into the soles than the toes?

Jake approached with just as much as a glance in the socks' direction. "Hey, Alex. Sorry about before. I was just a little distracted after what happened last night. That's all." He said. "And sorry for bringing it up again now, I guess..."

The man rubbed the back of his head, probably worried that it was a sore point for Alex; when in reality, the more Alex considered the things he'd learned about Jake the previous night, the more he wanted to have conversations about sex and things like that. But Jake didn't seem to share his willingness to engage in such topics.

"It's ok." Alex said, absentmindedly solving a puzzle shrine in his game. "I'm not really upset about it."

Jake seemed slightly taken aback by this answer. "Really? I thought you might still be a little embarrassed. Like I am..." He said.

Alex glanced up from his game again to see Jake's gaze flicking away from his socks again. "You told me that the things your body makes you feel are nothing to be ashamed of, though." He said. "You said that it's natural."

Jake sighed. "I did say that, didn't I?" He settled into the couch with his head back and his eyes closed.

"Mhmm." Alex hummed in agreement as he focused on his game again with the occasional glance at Jake.

The ceiling fan spun overhead like a hypnotic spiral. Jake opened his eyes and focused on it, lost in thought. Finally, after several minutes, he spoke. "There are things that some people say are unnatural though, little buddy." Jake looked down at his hands.

"Like what?"

"Well, all the stuff I told you about before: erections, ejaculation, and even masturbating. Those are considered natural, usually."

Alex paused his game and reclined sideways on the couch to listen, legs stretched over Jake's lap with his socked feet just within his view. Maybe it was a little obvious, but Alex wanted to keep the pressure on with his foot teasing.

"But some people say that the other stuff we like..." Jake said, glancing down at Alex's socks. "Diapers, maybe, for example. Attractions like those make us a little strange, since most people don't get aroused by 'things' that aren't another person."

"Is that what 'kinks' means?" Alex asked, remembering the section on Jake's forum profile labeled as such.

"Um, kind of." Jake said, blushing. "A kink is something that enhances normal arousal for people, but there's also something called a fetish. It's a little different, and it's more like what I mean by people thinking it's unnatural."

Alex perked up, interested in learning what seemed like forbidden lore to his young mind.

Jake continued his long-winded explanation, going into what the distinction between the two terms entailed. Eventually, he seemed to catch himself, and stopped. "I guess my point is that I personally think it's natural for someone to have a fetish. It's just embarrassing, and I guess inappropriate, for someone your age to know about me having one..." Jake said. He avoided looking Alex in the face. "But I guess it's too late to try hiding it now..."

Jake's eyes were watering.

The room was nearly silent once Jake stopped talking. Only the hum of the ceiling fan and the dampened music from Alex's paused game gave off any sound. Alex suddenly felt a stab of shame for putting Jake through all of this emotional turmoil with his actions, and he lowered his feet onto the floor away from Jake's field of view. Had he really been so blind to Jake's emotional state in his lustful desperation?

Alex considered his previous actions carefully. He did whatever he wanted, with no care as to how Jake might feel about his advances. Alex understood in a way that it was wrong for him and Jake to be involved in any kind of relationship, and yet he still pushed his way into seeking one. Jake, the person with feelings, was like an object to him. An obstacle keeping him from fully indulging in his fantasies.

Alex froze with realization. "I can't end up like my mom..." He ruminated, frowning deeply. "Just using other people to get what I want."

After a few moments, Jake looked down toward him with teary eyes, and a concerned look on his face. "Are you alright?"

"No." He admitted.

Jake didn't seem to know how to respond to that. He probably thought that he was hurting Alex somehow, after allowing him to have seen his profile on the fetish site. Well, he was wrong. Everything that Jake had to deal with now was all Alex's fault...

Another long silence.

"Little buddy?"

"Jake..." Alex began to cry. His tears fell on the lenses of his glasses since his head was bowed. Despite all of his lofty plans about how he was going to put Jake under his figurative love spell, Alex was still just a child who had a lot to learn.

Alex plucked off his glasses and set them aside as his emotions continued to grow more and more out of his control, then he leaned into Jake and wailed mournfully. "I'm sorry..."

 

Jake could only hold the child close to himself and comfort him. He stroked Alex's hair and did his best to keep his own composure, lest he inflame the situation beyond his control. He was the adult here after all, and it was time to act like it.

"I'm sorry..." Alex repeated, over and over.

He pulled Alex in closer, hugging him with both arms and sitting him straddled over his lap. They were now chest-to-chest, and Alex sobbed into his shoulder. "Alex," Jake whispered tenderly, "It's not your fault." He wasn't sure what Alex was apologizing for, but it was a good idea in his mind to settle things down so they could at least talk about it.

Alex quieted slightly at the reassurance. Despite how well-spoken and mature Alex seemed, he was still just a little boy. He needed to be nurtured mentally and emotionally, and not just kept and entertained like some kind of pet. Jake had a lot of room to grow if he was going to consider himself Alex's parent. He closed his eyes and rubbed Alex's back with one hand to soothe him.

"Alex, what's wrong?" Jake asked after another few minutes of quietly holding the boy.

The child seemed to consider his answer very carefully. Whatever was bothering him was clearly eating at him more than he might be willing to admit. Jake would have to-

"I love you." Alex said quietly, as more of an admission of guilt than a statement of affection.

"What?" Jake mouthed the word, taken aback by the implications. His eyes went wide and his mouth gaped. His thoughts raced. "That's not— He must mean it in a different way than what I'm thinking. What I'm hoping..."

Alex's throat tightened as he held back his tears. Jake could feel it against his collarbone. The child was on the verge of another breakdown, so he had to say something quickly.

"Little buddy," Jake began hesitantly, "Do you think that it's unnatural? You, loving me?" He put his arms on Alex's shoulders and gently leaned him away from his body so he could see his face. His face was red, but he managed to calm himself after probably realizing that Jake wasn't disgusted by his confession. Jake gave him a reassuring smile.

"It is." Alex mumbled, looking away from Jake's face. "I'm gonna get you in trouble if anyone finds out."

"There are worse things than love, you know."

"But—"

Jake shook his head, still smiling gently. "I know what people would think. That you're too young to know about things like this. And since I'm an adult, I should know better than to encourage you."

Alex stared.

"But it's never that simple, little buddy. Love is always hard, even between grown ups."

"Why not? Why can't it be easy?" Alex said. He furrowed his brow, perhaps trying his best to conceptualize his thoughts.

Jake pulled Alex into another hug and rubbed his back. This time it was more out of affection than a need to comfort. Alex let out a long, hard sigh. Exasperated or relieved? Jake couldn't tell this time.

"Why not, indeed?" Jake thought long and hard. Several minutes passed in silence again. He focused on Alex's shallow breathing to keep himself grounded in the moment, lest he ruminate on how messed up this all seemed.

His life was messed up though, if he really considered it. The only thing he had going for him was his money, which was just due to dumb luck with investing. Jake was boring. No career, no real hobbies to speak of, average looks. It was no wonder that he never got very far with dating other men.

Jake felt like he never really got to grow up right either, too. In his head, he was still just that awkward boy his parents always ignored. The same boy who was teased in school for liking uncool things. He felt stuck. Emotionally, mentally, and sometimes even physically. Like his body didn't quite match his mind anymore.

Still, it was no excuse to take advantage of a child's misplaced feelings. Alex was clearly still adjusting to having a safe place to explore his emotions, and he was going through an early puberty too, which only made it harder on him. That's what the rational part of Jake's mind was telling him.

On the other hand... There was no denying it, and Jake couldn't keep pretending. He knew that. He just had to make it work somehow.

"Little buddy."

"Hm?"

"I love you."

Alex jolted at the sudden reciprocation. He leaned backward away from Jake's chest and looked at him straight in the eyes. His expression was one of confusion.

"But, I need you to promise me something."

"Okay..." Alex said thoughtfully.

"You would tell me if you changed your mind, right? If you ever stop feeling this way about me, you don't have to be afraid to say so."

"Jake," Alex's eyes widened in surprise. "Yeah. I promise."

"I just don't want to hurt you, Alex. Things are supposed to be better for you now."

"Things are better... When I'm with you." Alex said, leaning forward to initiate a kiss. He leaned inward and wrapped his arms around Jake's, locking them in place. His eyes were now closed, and he advanced expectantly.

Jake blushed, but obliged, adjusting his head to the proper level and getting ready to receive. He closed his eyes, too, as their lips met. It was then that Jake noticed the little erection pressing into his belly.

Alex was inexperienced, as expected, but he was naturally gifted at ensuring that his love was felt through every peck. They melted into each other, and Jake wrapped his lower arms around Alex's bottom, cradling his rear with one hand. The boy's penis rhythmically pulsed in response.

Each tender kiss made Jake's heart flutter. The child tasted sweet, like honey, and his skin was the smoothest thing he'd ever felt. Jake's penis became erect under Alex's. His hips moved to allow room to grow, and Alex raised his butt accordingly.

"Mmh." Alex hummed during a kiss as he felt Jake growing under him, pressing into him, charged with lust.

Jake grunted in response, then pulled away for a moment to check on the boy. "Little buddy, are you doing ok?"

"Please..." Alex moaned and bucked his hips into Jake. "Never stop calling me that."

Now this was a surprise. Jake had no idea that his little nickname had such a strong effect on him. Had this always been the case? He then decided to indulge Alex a little more since he seemed to be doing well. "Why don't we go and get your diaper on, little buddy?" He cooed.

 

Alex felt like he could orgasm right then and there. "Is this really happening?" His thoughts raced. And considering everything he'd planned on doing to entice Jake, it was happening this soon? It couldn't be real. At the same time, too, he felt a stab of lingering guilt. "Jake says he loves me. Does he actually? Or did I just break him somehow?" The possibility was very real in his mind.

Seeing Jake raise an eyebrow after he didn't answer right away, though, prompted him to come back to the moment. "Yes. Please." Alex said sheepishly.

He allowed himself to be carried to his bed, which felt nice. Just like he was actually a baby. All the while, with each step, his erection rubbed against Jake's belly. He was more than a little embarrassed by it, but lying on the bed with his belly up only made the embarrassment worse. His excitement was on full display, and Jake was staring at it.

"Jake..."

"Yes, little buddy~?"

He throbbed hard and moaned a little at the nickname, falling back into his hormonal haze. "Please— I need..."

"You need your didees?" Jake lovingly teased. "Don't worry. Daddy will take care of you."

Alex's face turned red at the thought of using such babyish words in real life, and hearing them upon Jake's lips. But somehow they felt right. Especially in this moment. "Please, daddy. I need you to help me ejaculate in my didee now..." Alex did his best to form coherent words through his embarrassment.

Jake snorted slightly at this, as if amused by the request. "Little buddy," he sighed playfully and tilted his head, "daddy will help you make a sticky accident in your didee."

"Sticky..." Alex mumbled. Maybe 'ejaculate' was too grown-up of a word, and Jake was gently correcting him.

Jake— Daddy leaned forward and removed Alex's dorky tighty whities in one fluid motion, exposing his erect penis fully. He nearly closed his legs to hide it, but he wanted to be on his best behavior. Instead, he spread them, causing his cock to stand up as tall as it could. Soon though, it would be buried in the padding of his... Pull-up.

Alex ruminated on the fact that he didn't have any diapers as Daddy retrieved one of the pull-ups from his dresser drawer and opened it up. The leg holes were easy to slide his feet into, and as the pull-up was secured around his waist, his erection slowly receded. His thoughts were distracting him from the moment.

"Daddy," Alex felt bad for asking. "Can we get real diapers...?"

His daddy smiled down at him and cupped his padded crotch with one hand. "I was just thinking that." He said. "These don't seem like they're going to be enough anymore."

Alex blushed, as the possibility of obtaining actual diapers became more and more real. His erection grew again in response to the thought, as well as the stimulation from his daddy's hand.

"In fact, I think you're going to be in diapers full time from now on, little buddy~" Daddy cooed as he rubbed his hand over the pull-up more vigorously.

"Ah~!" Alex cried out in pleasure as he approached climax. He bucked himself into the proportionally large hand against his needy cock. Was daddy serious? To be kept in diapers all the time was his biggest fantasy, and it was coming true. "Daddy! I'm gonna—"

"Mm," Jake removed his hand from the pull-up and pinned Alex's hips down to prevent any more humping. "That's not how a good little boy behaves. You need to ask your daddy for permission." He said in a serious yet loving tone.

Alex had never considered the notion of asking permission, but it made sense. Shaking himself out of his temporary shock, he looked up at his daddy with pleading eyes. "Please, daddy. Can I make a sticky accident?"

"Where, little buddy?"

"In my didee!" Alex nearly squealed. "Pwease!"

"Go on, baby boy. Make stickies in your didee for me." Jake rhythmically rubbed the front of the pull-up again. His own penis was rock solid.

Alex let out a long cry of pleasure as he climaxed, cumming hard into the pull-up. He humped even harder into his daddy's hand, which was still rubbing him through the padding. It was one of the most intense experiences Alex had ever been through. But, he was still unaccustomed to being pleasured by another person. And his orgasm, while powerful, tapered off as Jake continued to rub him through its completion. Alex had no idea how to describe how he was feeling. "Mmnnn! Jake!"

Jake picked up the pace, likely assuming that Alex wanted him to keep rubbing harder.

It was too much! Alex squirmed desperately under the man, trying to get away from the stimulation. His words wouldn't come, and his head was swimming with hormones. "Nngahh!" All he could do was cry out in confusion.

As soon as Jake realized what was happening, he promptly took his hands off and adopted a look of concern. "Alex? Are you ok?"

Alex shut his eyes and breathed heavily, trying to compose himself. He flopped over on his side and guarded his sensitive penis as Jake sat next to him. His only response was a sharp exhale.

"Alex!" Jake's demeanor changed instantly from the dominating daddy persona he had put on for Alex's benefit. "I'm sorry, I— I didn't realize. Are you hurt?"

A moan of discomfort passed Alex's lips. He was fine, if a little disoriented by the unfamiliar sting of post-orgasm torture.

Jake scooped him up into his arms. He cradled Alex against his chest tenderly and pet his hair to calm him, and closely watched until the boy's breathing slowed to a normal rate.

It was scary to have been overstimulated, but it also felt nice to know that Jake cared about how he felt, even when he was supposed to be playing the big strict daddy. He knew that Jake would be there for him, no matter what. "Jake," Alex spoke up, not wanting him to think he was hurt in any way. "Thank you. I'm ok." He smiled easily once the sharp feeling in his penis subsided. The bed sheets bunched up under him as he adjusted his position to be more comfortable. Closer to Jake.

"Are you sure?" Jake asked. His face was red and he seemed concerned still.

Alex nodded, and nuzzled into Jake's shirt.

 

After the excitement settled down, they had ended up lying together in Alex's bed, still snuggled against each other. The two were face-to-face, and Alex's legs were wrapped around Jake's. The man's arm cradled over Alex's back, holding him close. Like a couple in puppy love, they'd steal a kiss and laugh together if they happened to meet eyes for too long.

It was getting on toward dinner time, though. Jake only realized as Alex's stomach growled in complaint. They both laughed.

"Let's get cleaned up and grab some food, little buddy." Jake said, giving Alex one more peck on the cheek. Sitting up, he saw the pleading look on Alex's face. "You want to keep your pull-up on, don't you?"

"Please?"

"No can do, baby boy." Jake said. "Once we get you some powder and wipes and stuff, then we'll see about letting you sit in your little messes for a while. But not tonight, ok?"

Alex pouted, but he seemed to understand. He allowed Jake to undress him, grumbling softly, but he perked up when he realized that he got to wear another pull-up instead of going back to his briefs until bedtime. Soft giggles echoed through the house as he bounced alongside Jake all the way to the kitchen.

There, they prepared a quick dinner of dino-shaped chicken nuggets and mashed potatoes. As they sat down at the dinner table with their plates, another idea occurred to Jake. He stood and retrieved a hand towel with a cute pattern from the neatly folded stack in the pantry. Hovering behind Alex, he tied it around his neck in the fashion of a bib.

"There~" Jake said, admiring his handiwork. "Adorable."

Alex blushed and looked down at the bib as Jake took his seat again. His glasses slid down the bridge of his nose slightly.

Jake gestured to Alex's plate. "Eat up. You need to clean your plate if you want to grow up to be big and strong like your daddy." 

A smile crept across Alex's lips as he listened to Jake speak. He began eating his meal, humming with delight as he chewed.

Jake watched him for a moment, feeling warm and fuzzy inside. He loved the boy more than anything else in the world. With a smile in return, Jake reached over and ruffled his fluffy brown hair and booped him on the nose. He hoped that he could make up for accidentally going too far earlier with these reassuring gestures.

Alex finished his meal completely, purposefully getting a little bit of gravy on his face around his mouth so that Jake would notice. The boy hated getting himself dirty in any way, seemingly in contrast to his interest in diapers and babyish behavior, so seeing him voluntarily smear gravy on his face was an impressive show of trust. Alex looked at Jake with puppy dog eyes.

Without hesitation, Jake grabbed the makeshift bib he'd tied around Alex's neck and used the bottom to wipe off his face. "Daddy's little mess-maker." He cooed.

 

Later that evening, the pair found themselves snuggled up on the couch again. A movie was playing on the large TV set across the room from them, but they paid more attention to each other than whatever was on the screen. After having to repress their affection for so long, it was all they could seem to focus on.

"Get down! He's gonna shoot!" Some cowboy shouted.

Neither Jake nor Alex even glanced at the unfolding action scene. Instead, Jake held Alex close against his body in much the same way as earlier. The boy was straddling Jake's lap and they were chest-to-chest.

Sounds of gunfire emanated from the TV as the two of them exchanged another passionate kiss. Alex couldn't quite grasp how to use his tongue, but it wasn't an issue as long as he was able to spend time with his daddy. He looked into the man's eyes after they broke from their latest kiss.

"I love you, daddy." Alex said, giggling and smiling.

Jake smiled back with a blush. "I love you too, little buddy."

Alex hugged him as tight as he could, causing Jake to grunt softly. He returned the hug and tenderly rubbed Alex's back.

Their quiet embrace gave them another opportunity to simply exist in each other's presence. Alex caught the scent of Jake's bodily odor after a long day, and he inhaled deeply. He savored his daddy's masculine odor with each sniff. In fact, it was making him a little sleepy.

It seemed that Jake, too, allowed himself to indulge in Alex's smells. Alex felt his daddy sniff deeply against his shoulder. He said nothing about it, but sighed dreamily as he exhaled through his mouth. Alex felt his daddy's hand move from the small of his back toward his padded bottom. "Are you ready for bed, baby?"

"Uh-huh." He nodded, then yawned at the mention of bedtime.

 

Jake carried Alex to his bed, and tucked him in with a sweet kiss on the lips and a pat on the head. Doing a final check to make sure the boy was fully ready for sleep, he retrieved the boy's glasses and put them on his bedside table, then turned around to switch the lights off. Before he could, a small hand reached out and tugged the hem of his shirt. Jake glanced back at his little boy.

"Daddy..." Alex hesitated, but quickly worked up the courage to look Jake in the eyes and continue. "Thank you."

Jake turned around and knelt beside the bed to be at eye-level. "For what, baby?"

Alex averted his gaze, feeling a little embarrassed. "For loving me." He said. "And for... everything else."

Jake smiled at the vulnerable expression of love. Alex really was mature for his age. But he was always especially careful with how he showed his emotions— likely due to his years of being abused and neglected— but this emotionally-genuine exchange showed Jake that Alex truly trusted him to be on his side no matter what. "You're welcome, Alex. I'll always love you, little buddy."

 

Alex snuggled back into bed, and watched Jake as he paused in the doorway. His stomach fluttered at the sight of him.

Jake turned off his lights and quietly bid him a good night, leaving his bedroom door cracked slightly as a night-light.

Just earlier that day, Alex had thought that such a relationship between them would be impossible. That he would have to force Jake into loving him through manipulation. That he would never obtain that which he so desperately longed for.

Alex smiled. He was glad to be wrong.