Sam's New Home - Chapter 5: A Night In

Jeff followed Jackson out of the room and into the kitchen as Sam made his way in with the load of groceries.

“You’re looking cute,” Sam said as he passed by, a load of groceries in hand.

Jackson blushed. “Haha...thanks I guess,” He said, feeling the bulk of the diaper beneath his sweatpants.  “Need a hand?” Jackson asked as he went to start unloading a bag.

“Oh no, last I checked, that was Sam’s punishment. He can get it,” Jeff said, cutting Jackson off from getting any further.

Sam looked disappointed, but did as was expected and unloaded the groceries himself.

“Right…” Jackson said, unsure of what to do, staring down at himself, watching the pacifier swing on its clip as he stopped.

“You can grab me a drink though,” Jeff said, looking back at Jackson.

Jackson looked up, feeling as though he could use one himself. He made his way to the fridge to grab a beer for Jeff, grabbing an extra for himself before heading back to Jeff who had sat down at the dining table.

“Oohhh no, little guy. Babies don’t get to drink grown up drinks,” Jeff said teasingly as he took the two beers from Jackson.

Sam snickered in the background as Jackson looked defeated, unsure of whether to protest or not. He could really go for a beer right now to get through all of this, but decided not to fight it. He liked how things were playing out and figured that was worth more than any drink would do for him.

“Why don’t you go grab your sippy cup for daddy?” Jeff asked.

Jackson stared back at Jeff who had a big smile as his own face turned a bright shade of red. Jackson returned the smile and made his way back to the nursery to grab his cup, and figured he would grab Sam’s bottle while he was at it.

“Good job! You make daddy so proud!” Jeff cooed, forcing Jackson’s face to turn an even brighter shade of red as he entered the room again. Jeff was obviously enjoying this too much, which weirdly helped make Jackson feel better about it all.

“So uh- what should we do for the rest of the night?” Jackson asked, sitting down at the table with Jeff and taking a drink from his cup.

“You boys seemed to be having a good time this morning, anything in particular you guys want to do?” Jeff asked. “Sam?”

“Oh! We could play some games. We’ve never done a family game night,” Sam said excitedly as he finished putting the groceries away.

“Jackson?” Jeff asked.

“Yea, I mean that sounds good to me”.

“Sam, do you wanna pick out the first game?”

“Sure!” He said as he slammed the fridge shut, running back into his room to find a game.

“We have any dinner plans?” Jackson asked.

“Not sure, maybe we just get some take out or something?”

“I got it!” Sam yelled as he ran back out to the kitchen, carrying a few card games in hand. He threw them up on the table as he climbed into his chair. “I’ll let Daddy pick from one of these”.

Jeff let out a little laugh, “Alright buddy, how about we start with some Uno?”

Sam said nothing as he shoved the other games to the side and furiously opened the Uno pack.

“We were just talking about getting some take out or something for dinner, did you have a preference Sam?” Jackson asked, reaching for his sippy cup to take a drink.

“Could we do McDonalds?” He asked excitedly.

Jackson looked at Jeff with a nod to indicate that the idea worked with him.

“Sounds good, buddy. McDonalds it is,” Jeff said.

Sam started to deal out the cards, and the three quickly jumped into a game of Uno.

~~

A few rounds went by before Jeff noticed the look on Jackson’s face. He watched Jackson concentrating hard, but not on the game. Jackson leaned forward a little to help elevate himself in his seat. It was a look Jeff was all too familiar with, and wasn’t just going to let it slide by unnoticed.

“Hey, do we need to go over the house rules again?” Jeff said in a firm tone.

Jackson paused, looking at Jeff confused.

“Me, Daddy?” Sam said looking up from his cards, unsure of what was happening.

“No, the new little stinker over here”.

Jackson stared in confusion, “Uh, what?”

“Pacifier or thumb in your mouth, now”

Sam giggled, quickly piecing together what must have been happening.

“I thought that rule was for Sam…” Jackson started to protest.

“Oh no, all of those rules were for all the babies in this house. Paci, now.”

“Wait- What are we distinguishing as the difference between…you know,” Jackson said with a slight hesitation.

“Diapers, Mr. If you want to wear diapers, then you're gonna abide by the rules. I won’t ask again, paci in, now”

Hesitantly Jackson grabbed the pacifier and put it in his mouth. It was an odd feeling. The taste wasn’t much different than any other form of rubber gag, but the nipple seemed to invoke a sucking action in order to keep it in. He bit down on it, feeling its squish as he went back to trying to focus on his bladder.

“Good boy! Now make your little pee pee,” Jeff cooed, trying to embarrass Jackson further.

Jackson shook his head in disbelief. He couldn’t believe how much Jeff was loving this, better yet he couldn’t believe how much he was willing to play along. He figured he would indulge him for the moment, but wasn’t sure if he’d return to this state. The idea of having Jeff take care of him was nice, but he wasn’t really enjoying all the rules that came with it.

Sam giggled as he watched Jackson’s facial expression change, clearly signaling that he had started to pee. Jackson avoided eye contact with either of them and just focused on his cards as the warm liquid soaked into the dry padding.

~~

“Right, well who's hungry?” Jeff said, laying down his last card and winning the round.

“Ahhhhh man. I was so close!” Sam said, showing off his two remaining cards.

“Dammit! So close!” Jackson blurted out.

“Excuse me?” Jeff said, staring at Jackson.

Jackson already knew what he meant, and figured it was best not to fight it. “Sorry,” Jackson said.

“Sorry…?” Jeff responded.

“Sorry, Daddy,” Jackson said reluctantly.

“Your on thin ice, bud,” Jeff said before getting up from the table. “Right then, lets go get some food”.

The three made their way out front to the truck as Jeff locked the door behind them. Jackson opened the passenger side door and then Sam’s, helping him climb into his specially ordered adult sized safety seat that Jeff had gotten him a while back. Jackson helped him up and buckled him in before closing the door and climbing into the passenger seat.

“Oh no,” Jeff said, getting in the driver seat himself. “Only big kids ride in the front,” he teased.

Jackson smiled sarcastically before jumping back out and closing the door behind him before making his way around to the other side of the truck and jumping in behind Jeff. Sam had already gotten comfortable and was eagerly sucking away on his pacifier as Jeff started the truck.

“You all buckled in back there?” Jeff asked, turning around to check on his two boys.

Sam vigorously nodded as Jackson stared at Jeff.

“Yes, Daddy,” he said, trying to sound like a smart ass.

The ride to McDonalds and back was rather uneventful. Jeff blasted the country radio as he navigated down the familiar streets to the nearest McDonalds, paying little attention to Jackson and Sam in the back seat, though it was really only Jackson who seemed to mind. Sam was happily sucking his pacifier and staring out the window, bouncing his legs off of his car seat.

Jackson wasn’t sure what to think. Jeff and Sam were obviously having a good time, but he wasn’t so sure he was. If he was being honest, the diaper felt pretty great, and being able to relieve himself whenever, while having someone else deal with the clean up was a huge bonus. But he wasn’t sure if that was worth the rest of the babying or lack of freedom that came with it. Which wasn’t far from his original reason to not get into it this to begin with, way back when Jeff had originally brought up the idea. Since Sam’s arrival, their relationship had definitely improved. The new dynamic was different and exciting, and having someone for Jackson to boss around was a great change of pace.

The truck pulled into the parking lot and made its way through the drive thru, pulling up at the speaker.

“Welcome to McDonalds, what can I get started for you tonight?” A voice came on over the intercom.

Jackson had always gotten the same thing when they came here, so he was used to Jeff not asking what he wanted.

“Can I get a Big Mac meal with a coke? And two kids meals?” Jeff blurted out.

“Hey-” Jackson started to say before being shushed by Jeff.

“Alright, we’ll have your total at the last window,” the voice said.

Jackson said nothing. There wasn’t a point now anyways. Jeff took the food through the window and set it in the passenger seat before driving off.

The ride home was uneventful. Jeff blasted the radio as Sam and Jackson sat in the back seat in silence, each staring out their own windows as the world went by.

Eventually, the truck pulled into the driveway and the three of them headed inside, Jeff leading the way with the food.

“Right, who wants to watch a movie?” Jeff said.

~~

“Hey, can we...uh- can we pause?” Jackson said, breaking the silence of the movie.

“What's wrong, kiddo?” Jeff asked as he grabbed the remote to pause the movie.

“I’ve, uh. I’ve got to use the bathroom,” He said sheepishly as he got up from laying on Jeff.

“No no, I thought you learned this earlier? Little boys use their diapers for daddy,” Jeff said.

“It's uh. I have to...to poop,” Jackson let out, turning bright red.

Sam pulled the blanket over his face to hide his giggle. He was pretty sure that Daddy wasn’t going to let that happen.

“It's alright, kiddo. You can make a mess in your diaper. Daddy will clean it up”

Jackson blushed. For a moment he thought Jeff was kidding, but he knew that Jeff never joked around.

“Je- Daddy, please?” Jackson pleaded.

“Do you need daddy to hold your hand, little one? I know it can be scary,” Jeff cooed, obviously trying to further embarrass Jackson.

“No, I ca- I can do it,” Jackson said with a sigh. He got up off the couch and stood up. Was he really about to shit himself? He thought back to what Sam had said earlier about it feeling nice, and he had already tried everything else, so what was one more thing? He started to push, naturally forcing him into a slight crouch like he had watched Sam do.

“Uh uh, are you forgetting something?” Jeff called out.

Jackson rolled his eyes, as if shitting himself in the living room wasn’t enough for Jeff. He grabbed the pacifier clipped to his shirt and plopped it in his mouth, biting down on it before pushing again.

Sam giggled as he watched Jeff videotape Jackson who was too busy pushing to notice. He felt a warm, mud-like feeling press against his bottom as it spread out in every direction and instantly caught a whiff of himself. He was humiliated and disgusted. The only thing keeping him together was that he knew he wasn’t going to have to clean this up. He continued to push as it spread more and more throughout his diaper, sinking towards the bottom of his diaper between his legs. He looked up as he thought he was finished and saw Jeff's phone out and Sam eagerly watching.

Jackson sighed, “...can I at least have a change now?”

Jeff patted the couch where Jackson was laying earlier. “We can get you cleaned up later, little stinker. Sam wants to finish the movie”.

Jackson wasn’t happy, but he made his way back to the couch, noticing that his diaper was much heavier now and that the mess squished around with each step. He tried to lay down on his side on the couch to avoid spreading it anymore, but he wasn’t very successful as he could still feel it pressing around some more.

Jeff put his arm around Jackson and pulled his head up onto his lap. “Good job Jackson! Daddy is very proud”.

Jackson could feel that Jeff was rock hard beneath his pants, but was in no mood to satisfy that urge. He had done enough in his mind and just wanted out of this mess.

The last bit of the movie seemed to drag on for what felt like forever as Jackson sat uncomfortably in his messy diaper. He definitely wasn’t a fan of this. But sure enough, the movie wrapped up and the three got up off the couch.

“Alright boys, let's get you cleaned up and in bed”.

Jackson climbed off the couch quickly, and stood awkwardly as he felt the mass in his diaper sit stiff as he stood up. He shivered at the thought of it.

Jeff helped Sam up off the couch and led him into the nursery, where Jackson followed closely behind, eager to get out of his soiled diaper.

Jeff made quick work of Sam as Jackson stood close by looking around, unsure of what to do as he waited. He was nervous for what was to come and a part of him wanted to just go take a shower. Clean himself and rid himself of the mess, but Jeff had made him do it, so he was going to make Jeff clean it up. Not that it really seemed to phase Jeff, but nonetheless Jackson wanted to make him pay.

“Alright, your next kiddo. Can you climb up here for Daddy?”

Jackson walked over and went to jump up on the table, Jeff grabbing his sides to assist.

“Alright, lay back for Daddy. We’ll take care of this little accident in no time”.

Jackon rolled his eyes. It wasn’t much of an accident…

Jeff untapped the diaper and pulled it back. “Good grief. My baby boy can make such a big mess!”

Jackson blushed, he didn’t want to like the baby talk but somehow it was getting to him. He felt the cold wipes touch the side of his legs as he started the cleanup.

“Such a big mess for such a little boy! We might just have to keep you in diapers for the night!”

Jackson rolled his eyes at the idea, there was no way.

But Jeff moved to wipe his penis clean, ensuring to take his time to really wipe around the shaft and get it from all sides. Jackson could feel his blood flowing. It had been so long since Jeff had relieved Jackson that it was almost an instant response from his body. He tried to fight the urge, not wanting to send the wrong idea to Jackson, but he had been craving Jeff’s touch for more than a week now.

“Oh, does my baby boy enjoy his messy diaper?” Jeff said, watching Jacksons cock plump up in size.

“Daddy I-” Jackson started to say.

“Shhh, let Daddy take care of his little baby,” Jeff said, pulling out the bottle of baby oil from the drawer and pouring some into his hand.

Jackson felt Jeff’s hand lock around his shaft as he worked the oil in. Something about it felt so different, so much more than when he played with Sam. The submissiveness of it added something…something Jackson had been craving for some time now.

It wasn’t long before he could feel himself getting close. Jeff had really leaned into it, ensuring that Jackson was enjoying ever last stroke. He must have known that Jackson wouldn’t last long like this.

“Daddy, I-”

“Yea? You gonna shoot your load? You like being Daddy’s baby boy?”

“Mhmm, I’m gonna-”

Suddenly Jeff stopped, leaving Jackson on edge.

“Wha- wait, please. Please, Daddy”

“Oh, did you want to finish?”

“Pleaseeee…I’ll- I’ll do anything Daddy. Just please let me cum”

“Hmmm…anything?”

Jackson was sure he knew where this was going to go, but he was desperate. Sure he could get release from Sam at almost any time, but this is what he lived for. He lived to please Jeff, to be used by Jeff. He wanted this.

“Please Daddy!”

Jeff grabbed his cock again, stroking it softly in his hand as Jackson begged.

“Yea? You gonna be Daddy’s diapered little brat for the rest of the night?”

“Yes!”

“Yes?...”

“Yes, Daddy. I’ll be your diapered baby boy!”

Jeff started pumping quickly, stroking the tip of his cock as he felt Jackson twitch.

“And where are you gonna cum, baby? Hmm?”

“In- In my diaper,” Jackson let out, followed by a loud moan as he came, spewing his load into the front of his diaper that Jeff had pulled back over.

Jeff continued to stroke as he watched Jackson squirm on the table.

“Good boy,” Jeff cooed as he released his now draining cock and reached for a fresh wipe to clean the oil off his hands. He started to wipe Jackson down, making quick work of the mess and sliding a fresh diaper underneath.

“Alright, let's get you to bed, little guy,” Jeff said as he scruffed up his hair.

Jackson jumped down and started to make his way towards the door with a big smile when Jeff stopped him.

“Oh no, little guy. Your sleeping with your little brother tonight,” Jeff said.

Jackson stopped and turned around. “Oh…alright,” He said as he walked over to the crib. He hadn’t really thought about it, but he wasn’t opposed at all. Sure he preferred his own bed, but figured it would be fun to sleep with Sam. He climbed up into the crib as Jeff quickly slid the bars up behind them.

“Good night boys, I’ll see you two in the morning”

“Good night, Daddy!” Sam shouted as he pulled the covers over himself.

“Good, uh. Good night, Daddy” Jackson said as he sat awkwardly in the crib.

Jeff turned the lights out and closed the door, leaving just Sam and Jackson in the dark for the first time. Jackson had taken a nap or two with Sam in the past, but this would definitely be a first.

Sam had a big smile across his face as he squeezed Mr. Buttons tight looking over at Jackson.

Jackson crawled over to Sam and got under the covers next to him, pulling Sam in close as the little spoon.

“Do you, uh. Do you think you’ll do this more often?” Sam asked.

“You know, I’m not sure I’m gonna get much of a choice”.