]Chapter 28: I Want You…
[I]“Hey Josh!” I said, walking onto the bus. It’d been more than a week since AJ and Geremy pulled the single greatest scandal in our school’s history. They were arrested, but put on house arrest like they had said they would. It didn’t surprise me one bit, but then again nothing those two ever did actually surprised me; let alone at this point in time.
“Hey Tristian, hey Jacob.” He replied. Jacob gave a bit of a nod back to Josh.
“Hey man, I wanted to know if you wanted to come over today?” I asked.
“Um, I think I can. Fridays my parents usually just let me chill and do whatever.” He responded.
“True true.” I said back. “So, today after school, how about you meet me right front? I’ll probably be standing over with Jacob, so I won’t be hard to miss!” I joked.
“Actually Tristian… that’s not entirely true. I kind of have a club meeting today.” Jacob shyly stated.
“What? Really? You actually decided to go to that philosophy club meeting?” I asked him.
“Yeah, I thought about it for a while, and I think it’ll be fun!” He said. “Don’t worry. I’ll be home just two hours late.” He assured me.
“Alright, so it sounds like a plan!” I said, kicking back and relaxing in my seat. “Sounds like a good plan.”
(That afternoon)
“Tristian! Tristian!” I heard. I whizzed around, and saw Josh striding toward me.
“Took you long enough!” I shouted back. He finally had gotten to where I was standing.
“Yeah, sorry about that! Stupid math teacher wanted me to stay after and talk to her about random junk.” He explained. “So stupid, but don’t worry about it!”
“Right. We should probably start our little trek home!” I joked. We began the walk home.
“Hey, I have a question for you.” I asked.
“What is it?”
“Last school year. How did you find my story? Like, where were the pieces?” I questioned. The thought had been poking at my cerebellum for a while now. Where HAD he found those pieces of paper? Just randomly floating about in the air? Had he followed me home? What?
“That’s actually a funny story. I was walking down the street with a couple of friends of mine, when all of a sudden some random piece of paper smacks me in the face! I read the name and made sure that they didn’t see whose it was. I guess you could say I helped protect your secret!” He answered. A fair enough answer, but I still felt as though there was something more to what he was saying.
“Right. Did you… did you happen to see a van that day? A black van, driving down the road?” I asked.
“I can’t say that I did, no. Sorry.” He responded. I almost felt saddened. At least now I knew exactly which direction that Kingsly and his associates had left from.
When we finally arrived at my house, I unlocked the door and let Josh inside. “Make yourself at home.” I said, welcoming the boy into my home. He took off his shoes and jacket, whilst I followed suit. As was to be expected, there came the question I was waiting for. “Would… would it be okay if we, I dunno; do some TB stuff?” He asked. I couldn’t help but giggle and nod. “Yeah, I think we can manage something like that.”
Without further delay, I escorted Josh upstairs into my and Jacob’s room; opening a drawer revealing a plethora of diapers. All different kinds with all different patterns and tapes to them.
“Wow, quite the collection! No way! Are those bambinos?” He asked, pointing to a somewhat thick white diaper.
“Yeah, the biancos. They fit better than the others for some reason!” I explained. “Real weird, but it doesn’t really matter!” I joked. He laughed along with me. I got up and started to walk out of the room.
“Where you going Tristian?” I heard him say.
“I’m gonna let you get changed, what else?” I asked.
“Oh… I was hoping maybe, I dunno. You could help me out a bit?” He pleaded. He gave me his best impression of ‘the puppy dog eyes’ and stuck out his lower lip.
“Alright, I guess.” I said, feeling kind of uneasy. In a flash, Josh pulled down his pants and underwear, standing nude before me. I took out a bambino and laid it under him, changing him up quickly as I could. It just felt… weird. I don’t know. It just didn’t feel right.
“Thanks Twi Twi!” He giggled. His voice had become higher pitched, and a babyish lisp began to emanate from his voice. I wasn’t used to this. I couldn’t help but feel like this was wrong. But… he was my friend. So I tried.
I stripped down to just my padding and my T-shirt and began to play blocks with Josh. That is, until he decided to pull a fast one on me. Before I could say or do anything, he pressed his lips up against mine, and began groping me. I backed away quickly, trying hard not to scream loudly.
“WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?! WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU?!” I asked. He had no response. He just started to get closer and closer to me.
“But… I want you Tristian!” He said. He couldn’t help but tear up, it seemed.
“Please, just come to me Tristian. Come and be with me!” He asked. This was crazy! He wanted to move so fast with this, and just expect me to roll with it!
“Dude, NO! God damn it, I don’t like you like that!” I declared, bolting up into a standing position. He too, stood up and stared at me. He began to move closer and closer, and I couldn’t back up!
“Get away from me!” I cried. But nothing happened. Everything froze. I was stuck motionless in time. I tried to swing my fist, but the closer it got to Josh, the slower it moved. I was powerless. I was…[/I] dreaming.
“AH!” I screamed, bolting upright in my bed. I looked around me. My room was normal, and nothing was out of place. Jacob was lying next to me, cuddling a plushie and sucking on his thumb as he always did during nap time.
“That was a weird dream…” I commented. I lied back down, staring up at the ceiling. “Let’s just hope it stays that way.”
That morning was… interesting to say the least. I woke up in a rather provocative way. I couldn’t help but lean into him as Jacob kisses me awake. “Good morning baby.” He smiles.
“Good morning Jacob.” I replied. “Well, at least that beats having an alarm clock wake you up!” I joked. Jacob smiled.
“Yeah, it is. So; are you ready for today?” He said.
“Ready for- what’s today again?”
“Mom’s gonna be out doing errands all day today; and then she has work. So today, I thought I’d treat you to a little fun.” He smiled again.
“What kind of fun?” I nervously questioned.
“Oh, you’ll see.” He winked. I chuckled a bit; but my mind was distracted. What were his plans for today in the first place? Why wasn’t I aware of this to begin with? What was he planning? “But first, I think you need to get changed.” He said. I nodded.
“You probably do to.” I added in.
“Don’t worry about me today. I’ve got some heavy duty trainers that’ll keep my clothes dry; you on the other hand- well, let’s just say you aren’t so lucky.” He joked. “Or maybe you’re luckier?” I’ll be right back.” He said. He walked out of the room, coming back a few minutes later.
“Good, she’s out. Whoever invented Saturdays; they need to get an award!” He said. I giggled a bit. I had already hopped down onto the floor and gotten out one of my usual day-time diapers. The routine was usual, but something was amiss. Jacob wasn’t changing me yet; he was going through my diaper drawer.
“Jacob, what’re you doing?” I said.
“Getting you ready for the day babe, what else?” He replied.
“But, I already have one of my diapers right here next to me!” I explained.
“Who said you’ll get to be wearing that today?”
“Um… nobody I guess…”
“Mhm, that’s right.” He said, pulling out one of my thicker, more absorbent night-time diapers. “I guess that if you’re really that intent on wearing that diaper; I could always double diaper you!” He commented.
“Um, I don’t think so.” I said. Jacob giggled some, and began changing me into my new padding. I blushed a little bit. I was embarrassed about the way that he was treating me. He was taking this babying a little more seriously, and I couldn’t help but enjoy it. This was the odd part about my life. I was never into the sexual side of things, but- I couldn’t help liking the somewhat kinky side of things. It all just seemed so fun at times! I suppose that sometimes; I just want something I know is taboo, and I don’t care about the consequences.