Daily Free-Write March 28, 2020

Note: Thanks to Wizard of Winter for the idea! You've got a pervy mind and I love it!

Nick lay on his back with his knees up sucking his thumb while his boyfriend Hunter buzzed him off. It was a weird suggestion to add to this buzzy fun time, but it was working for him in a big way. It felt heavenly to just suck on his thumb and buzz with his partner’s help.

“Unhhhhh….”

Nick squeezed his eyes shut and curled into a ball around the buzzy wand. His boyfriend looked own at him with a soft smile and half-closed lids.

“That’s a good boy… oh, you did so good… so good.”

Hunter patted his boyfriend’s wet diaper. Nick always came faster when his diaper was wet.

“Alright, time to get that diaper off of you,” he said. Grabbing the wipes from the nightstand. Nick had come to expect this. When he came in a wet diaper it was usually as a prelude to getting changed, and here he was on the bed with his knees up, and a saggy diaper between his legs.

When hunter untaped his diaper, wiped off his cummy crotch, and balled up the diaper, that was no surprise. When he came back with undies and pant, however…

“Wait… you’re not going to put me in another diaper?” asked Nick, shocked.

“Nope! You’re all done! That was the last diaper!”

“You mean I can go back to big boy undies?”

“Nope! You win the bet! You made it all the way through a case of diapers in less than 80 days, so ow you can go back to wearing undies!”

“Alright!” exclaimed Nick. He couldn’t believe he’d actually made it. It had only taken, oh, six months or so to actually beat the challenge before the next case of diapers came, but he’d done it. He was free of that stupid bet!

He giggled and wiggled in excitement as his boyfriend pulled the colorful undies up his legs, and Hunter chuckled at the sight of his oh-so-cute boyfriend being all silly for him. In the last six months, Nick had picked up a lot of cute behaviors as he went through bag after bag of diapers. That was because with each diaper came Hunter’s careful reinforcement of Nicky’s most boyish tendencies.

“And I get big boy pants too?”

“You sure do, buddy! You wanna wear them now?”

“Yeah!”

“You wanna wear them outside and maybe go to the corner store for some candy?”

“Can we?!” Nicky was practically bouncing up and down on the bed as his boyfriend said one of his favorite words in the whole world. Candy. The fact that he could finally wear ‘normal’ pants again was a close second.

“Okay, Nicky, here we go. Legs up so I can get these pants on you! Now sit up and off the bed so I can button them up. There we go! You’re all big now!”

Nicky was so happy. He didn’t even notice the snaps in the crotch or the extra layer of padding in his underwear that was there ‘just in case’ of leaks. That added bulk was hardly noticeable after months of being in the thickest adult diapers money could buy. To him they were big boy clothes, and nobody and nothing could convince him otherwise.

*****

As they walked down the street, Nicky was practically running circles around Hunter.

“Maybe you don’t need any candy. You seem pretty hyped up already…”

“Are you kidding?! I’m super hyped! I’m finally back in my big boy pants! I was beginning to think I’d be stuck in diapees forever. But nope! I’m big. And just in time too, cuz Mom and Dad have been bugging me to visit them for weeks now.”

“Oh yeah?” asked Hunter, knowing full well that he was going to have the big meet and greet with the parents soon. He’d already made plans.

Nicky was going on and on about how happy he was to be wearing big boy pants and how he knew he could stay dry that he totally missed all the people they passed staring at him as they got closer to the corner store. It wasn’t every day you was a full grown 23-year-old man talking about how he’d finally finished potty training like he’d won the Olympic gold medal.

“Whoa, hold on there!” said Hunter, as Nicky almost danced into the crosswalk on a red light. “You’re going to have to hold my hand, buddy. You coulda seriously gotten hurt!”

Nicky was cowed by his boyfriend’s strong words, and he promised to hold Hunter’s hand the rest of the way there and back. Hunter gave him a hug.

“I’m not angry, sweetie, I just don’t want to see you get hurt. Let’s just be more careful and remember to always look both ways and hold my hand when we’re crossing the street. Look. The light’s changed. Green means go!”

Nicky nodded and cheered up a bit after Hunter’s explanation. He wasn’t a bad boy. He just needed a little reminder is all. He was glad Hunter was there to help him.

“That’s my sweet boy,” Hunter said, rubbing his hair and kissing Nicky’s head once they had made it across the street. He was glad to see Nicky happy, but knew that in his more juvenile mindset, he just wasn’t as aware of the things happening around him. He decided to hold onto Nicky’s hand even as they walked into the store.

“Hey! Look who it is! It’s my favorite couple, Nicky and Hunter! Lookin’ sharp there, Nicky. What’s the big occasion?”

“I got my big boy pants back! I’m a big boy!” said Nicky, loud enough for everyone in the store to hear.

The older man behind the counter, leaned forward to get a good look at the two of them, his tanktop clinging tightly to his body in the summer heat. He hadn’t seen Nicky wearing regular jeans for half a year or more. It only took him a moment to spot the bright silver snaps running all along the inside of the man’s pants, and he smiled knowingly.

“You sure are, kid! You sure are… You keeping your boy out of trouble?” asked the man, turning his gaze toward Hunter.

“Sure am, Harvey, or trying at least. He’s not allowed to let go of my hand today, though, because he’s too excitable. Nicky, calm down. Why don’t we pick out a piece of candy for you?” He excused himself as Nicky dragged him over to the candy aisle.

There were Tootie pops, and Gigglers, Peanut Fingers, and 3 Brigands bars. So many choices to choose from.

“You haven’t had a Tootie pop, in a while. Why don’t you have that?”

“Okay!” said Nicky, picking up a grape Tootie pop.

“Okay then, let’s go and pay, and after, we can tell your mom and dad we’re coming over for dinner.”

Nicky nodded. That seemed reasonable. Now that he had his pants back, he could go to his parents’ without fear.

“That’ll be fifty cents,” said Harvey, when they got to the counter. Hunter had to let go of Nicky’s hand to get his wallet out an pay, and in that split second when he was getting change for a dollar, Nicky had was already running around and halfway out the door.

“Nicky, no!” yelled Hunter, as Nicky crashed into a large burly man in skintight jeans and a leather jacket who had just pulled the door open. Nicky landed on his butt and began to cry.

“Keep the change,” said Hunter, to the concerned cashier. He stuffed his wallet back into his pocket and rushed over to see if Nicky was okay.

The big man had already picked up Nicky under the armpits and set him back on his feet.

“Gee, I’m sorry about that,” said the man, rubbing the back of his head. “I didn’t even see you there…”

“Nicky are you okay? I told you not to…”

Nicky looked back and forth between the two men who were both staring at him, silent.

“Wh-what? Do I have something on my face?” His whimpering and sniffling had stopped as he began to feel self-conscious.

“You, uh…” The man blushed bright red. “You, uh, might wanna change pants, buddy,” said the man.

“Nicky…,” said Hunter. “Oh, my little boy. Look at you. You’ve wet yourself!”

Nicky looked down at his crotch. “Oh, no! When did that happen?!”

He couldn’t believe it. He hadn’t even felt it! But there it was, plain as day. A big wet patch in the front of his brand-new jeans.

“Here you go Nicky,” said Hunter, unwrapping the Tootie pop and handing it to the shocked boy. “Why don’t you just suck on this.”

Nicky sucked on the pop and it made him feel a bit better as he allowed Hunter to take up his hand again.

“Thanks for stopping him,” said Hunter. “He could’ve run right into the street! I’m going to have to get him a child-harness.”

The man laughed and blushed redder. “Ah… hehe, no, no problem. It’s uh… all in a day’s work?”

“Well, I guess I owe you one,” said Hunter with a smile. He led Nicky back out to the crosswalk for the long walk of shame home in wet pants.

“Interesting couple,” said the man to the cashier, as Hunter and Nicky walked off. “They come here often?”

“Almost every day, right around this time too. Why do you ask?”

“Oh, no reason,” said the man, rubbing his chin. “Just new to the neighborhood and wanted to get to know my neighbors…”

*****

Back at the house, Nicky was having an awkward conversation with is parents. Nicky’s mom beat them to the punch by calling them just as they got back home and of course Nicky answered without thinking. Now he was talking to his mom in wet pants, and even though she couldn’t see him, it still made him extremely self-conscious.

“Y-yeah, of course he wants to meet you. Yeah, he said tonight would be great for dinner. It’s just… W-well yeah, no, I understand, it’s just…”

Hunter finally decided to save Nicky from the rest of his awkward conversation.

“Hi Mrs. Winters. We’d love to come. Yes, right away, just as soon as we take care of something.”

He handed the phone back to Nick. “Hurry up Nicky and come to the bedroom. We’ll meet your parents after we get you into some dry pants.”

“Shhhh! No!” said Nicky, putting his hand over the mouthpiece, but it was too late.

“What’s that? Are you wetting the bed again, sweetie? You know what the doctor said about…”

“No, mom. I’m not. I’m – I mean…. Mom, don’t worry about it! Don’t worry, Hunter’s got it under control. I mean me. I’ve got it under control.” Nicky sighed as his mom continued to ask more questions. “Hey, Mom. Mom? Listen I- I gotta go. See you in a little while, okay mom? Okay love you, bye.” His mom was still talking when he hung up. He sighed and shook his head. Knowing her she wasn’t going to let this go. He’d have to come up with a good lie.

“Why don’t you just tell here the truth?” asked Hunter, as he wiped Nick’s behind clean of pee. The clothes were already in the hamper, and Hunter had laid out one of Nicky’s bright and colorful outfits to wear to the parents’ house. A primary color block-print hoodie and bright red sweatpants with a yellow waist band, and blue and green cuffs.

“You’re lucky I kept an extra pack of diapers in reserve,” said Hunter, smiling as he brought out a thick animal print diaper for Nicky. It was covered in cute anthropomorphic baby Holstein cows, and the only color aside from black and white was the pink on some cows’ udders. Nicky groaned. Those were the thickest diapers, and he knew they would be obvious under the sweats.

“Come on, Hunter! Can’t I wear some of your clothes?”

“Haha, my clothes are too big for you, kiddo! They’ll fall right off. Besides, do you really want to risk another accident when we’re going to see your parents? I think this is your best option.

Nick frowned and crossed his arms. His boyfriend may have been right, but that didn’t mean he would like it.