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My Little Diaper Boy
“Blake come on we’ve got to get going or you’ll be late,” Blake’s mom yelled down the hall.
“I’m coming,” Blake said shutting down his computer. Blake was ready and he got in the car. “Are you excited?” Blake’s mom asked.
“No I’m not,” Blake said trying to ignore his mom. “Come on it’s your birthday and were going out,” Blake’s mom said.
“Fine,” Blake said annoyed.
Soon they got to Blake’s favorite Italian restaurant. A waitress sat the down at a table and in a few minutes she returned to take their orders.
“I’ll have the Chicken Fettucini Alfredo,” Blake said.
“OK,” the waitress replied righting it down on her pad of paper,” And you?” she asked Blake’s mom.”
“I’ll have a Caesar Salad I’m not really hungry today,” She said.
“Ok that’ll be right out,” the waitress said walking towards the kitchen. Blake looked over at the table next to him his mouth almost dropped.
He saw a boy…a hot boy. The boy had Black emo style hair with red bangs, a My Chemical Romance shirt on, silly bands that went from his wrist to his elbow, two studded belts, black shinny jeans, and red converse high-tops. His pants were so tight Blake could see his gorgeous butt through his pants.
“Damn nice ass,” Blake thought to himself.
Then the boy looked up at Blake and saw him starring. Blake got embarrassed and quickly looked away. “Shit he saw me,” Blake thought as the waitress came and brought Blake’s and his mom’s food. When Blake and his mom where done eating they paid and walked outside to the car and the boy from earlier walked up to Blake and patted him on the shoulder.“
Hey my name’s Derik and I saw you checking me out. You’re kind of cute maybe we can hang out sometime. Here’s my number,” Derik said handing Blake a piece of paper.
“Name’s Blake, nice to meet you Derik. Here’s my number,” Blake said handing Derik his number.
“I’ll call you tonight when I can, so we can get to know each other,” Derik said. “Sounds good,” Blake said.
Derik called Blake at what must have been 10 or 11 o’clock and Blake picked up the phone.
“Hello?” Blake asked.
“It’s me Derik from the restaurant earlier,” Derik said into the phone.
“Oh hi Derik, It’s Blake,” Blake replied. “
Hi Blake your really cute,” Derik said.
“Thanks a lot of people say that,” Blake said blushing a little.
“Oh well they’re right you know,” Derik said.
“Well when’s the next time I’ll see you?” Blake asked. “Tomorrow, so where do you live?” Derik asked. Blake told him and he said he would be there around noon.
Derik arrived at Blake’s house around noon and he rang the door bell. Blake answered the door.
“Derik you came,” Blake said kind of shocked.
“Yes I did,” Derik said. “Well what do you want to do?” Blake asked.
“I want to go out and get some food,” Derik said.
“OK, there’s a McDonalds down the street,” Blake said.
Blake and Derik walked to the McDonalds and ordered and took a seat.
“Hey gorgeous your amazing I know your personality because of your body language and I like it,” Derik said. “Well you’re hot, your cute, your amazing, and your lovely company,” Blake said flirtatiously.
“Well If I’m so amazing……kiss me,” Derik said. Blake pulled himself over the table, grabbed the back of Derik’s head, and pulled his head in and kissed him.
“How was that,” Blake said. “Amazing,” Derik said.
By this time Derik and Blake have been going out for a year or so now and Derik knows about Blake’s little secret of liking to wear diapers and baby things and Derik thought it was sexy when he saw Blake suck on his blue pacifier.
“Mom I’m going over to Derik’s!” Blake said.
“OK just don‘t have sex,” Blake’s mom said
. “I won’t and if I did I’d wear a condom I don’t want to get an STD,” Blake said and he was out the door.
Blake’s mom walked into Blake’s room to looking for a pen and she knew exactly where to look for one in his desk. When Blake’s mother opened the drawer she was astonished, shocked and worried at the same time, because she found a pacifier in Blake’s desk drawer.
“Oh God, please don’t be ecstasy,” Blake’s mom thought she was worried for the well being of her baby. She looked in all of his drawers. No drugs. She looked under his bed. No drugs, but she did find diapers.
“Oh God, what is he up to?” Blake’s mom thought.
Blake walked back into his house with Derik an hour later.
“Mom I’m home and still a virgin,” Blake said laughing, “Come on into my room Derik.”Blake walked into his room and his heart sank there was a pack of unopened diapers and a 2 pack of pacifiers.
“Oh God she knows,” Blake said he was starting to cry.
“Blake it’ll be OK so what if your mom knows about you being a TB. It’ll all work out fine,” Derik said in a comforting tone rubbing Blake’s back.
Blake’s mom walked in behind the boys with a bottle of baby powder and a towel.
“Blake get on the bed,” She said in a soft voice.
“NO!” Blake yelled pulling himself away from Derik.
“Derik go wait in the living room,” Blake’s mom said sternly to Derik. Derik did as he was told and left the room and sat on the couch in the living room.
“Blake I said get on the bed so listen to me or you’ll be sorry,” Blake’s mom said sternly.
“No!” Blake yelled again tears streaming down his cheeks.
“Get on the bed NOW!” Blake mom yelled sternly. “
NO!” Blake yelled a third time. “Oh you asked for it!” Blake’s mom yelled as she grabbed Blake’s arm and pulled him past her and spanked his ass so hard he started to cry harder.
“Now be a good little boy and get on the bed,” Blake’s mom said sternly as she put the towel down on the bed. “OO...KKK……mommy,” Blake said weeping and he laid on the towel.
“Good boy,” Blake’s mom cooed as she removed Blake’s jeans and under wear.
“Why are you doing this to me?” Blake asked in between sobs. Blake’s mom grabbed a diaper out of the bag powdered it and slid the back end under his butt and powered his genital region.
“Because I know about Adisc, your stories, your role plays, and your wish list of baby clothes which I ordered for you,” Blake’s mom cooed as she pulled up the front of the diaper over Blake’s crotch and taped up the sides.
“You did!” Blake said in shock as he sat up and hugged his mom hard, “I love you!”
“I love you too,” Blake’s mom said hugging him back, “Now go get Derik.”
“OK,” Blake said getting off the bed and walking to the living room.
Derik saw Blake in just a diaper and a T-shirt.
“Hey you come on sit on my lap, baby,” Derik cooed. Blake walked over and sat on Derik’s lap.
“Hey gorgeous,” Blake cooed at Derik as he kissed him on the lips.
“I like your diaper,” Derik said.
“I’m glad you like it,” Blake cooed shyly. Blake’s mom walked in and saw Derik and Blake’s flirting and rushed over and grabbed Blake off Derik’s laps and sat him on the couch.
“Babies don’t flirt,” Blake’s mom said as she scolded Blake.
“I’m sorry mommy,” Blake said ashamed as he curled up into a ball on the couch.
“I guess I’ll be going then,” Derik said picking up his backpack and walking out the door. “Wait Derik,” Blake’s mom said,
“Tonight I’m going on a date and Blake will need a babysitter, so be here around seven,” Blake’s mom said.
“Got it Mrs. Shifter,” Derik said, “I’ll be here by seven.”
After Derik left Blake’s mom walked over and put a blue Tigger paci in his mouth.
“Are you glad that Derik will be babysitting you tonight?” Blake’s mom asked and blew a raspberry on his belly.
“Yeps,” Blake giggled through the paci.
“Mommy loves you Blakey Boo,” Blake’s mom cooed. “I love you too mommy,” Blake cooed as he hugged his mother.
Blake wet his diaper for the first time in front of his mom since he was 3. Blake could feel his warm pee make the padding swell up and then droop. Blake’s mom saw Blake’s padding swell up and the white turn a light shaded of yellow in the crotch.
“AAAWWWW Baby you went and wet yourself you need a change,” Blake’s mom cooed as she poked his nose. Blake’s mom left the room and returned with a box of wipes, a fresh diaper, and a blue paci.
“Hey little guy lay down on the ground for Mommy,” Blake’s mom said in a soft loving tone. Blake did as he was told and laid on the floor. Blake’s mom knelt down and put the paci in his mouth and Blake started suckling, she then untapped the diaper, pulled the front away from Blake’s crotch, whipped his privates, slid the diaper out from under him, slid the new diaper underneath him and taped it up, and blew a raspberry on his belly.
“There you go little guy all clean,” Blake’s mom cooed. Blake giggled trough the pacifier in his mouth so it sounded like he was gurgling.
It was 7:00 and the doorbell rang, it was Derik, of course it wasn’t a surprise, he was Blake’s babysitter tonight. Blake’s mom answered it in a blue dress, her curly shoulder length dirty blonde hair flowing a little past her shoulders, and her hazel eyes sparkling from all the make-up she was wearing.
“Good evening Mrs. Shifter, you look nice tonight,” Derik said amazed that she was taller than him in high heels.
“Why thank you Derik now I’ll be home around 11 and even though your teenage Blake’s boyfriend, you’re not baby Blake’s boyfriend, so no kissing,” Mrs. Shifter said.
“Got it Mrs. S,” Derik said.
“Remember to change him when he wets his diaper, his bedtimes 8:30, if he gets hungry there’s a bottle in the fridge, and NO PG-13 or R-rated movies while he’s a baby. And remember NO SEX GO IT.”
“Got it Mrs. S,” Derik said.
“OK if you need anything you know my number,” Mrs. Shifter said as she walked over to her car and drove away.
Derik walked into the house, closed the door, and saw Blake sitting on the couch sucking on a blue pacifier wearing just a diaper and he walked over to him.
“Hey Blakey,” Derik said walking over to the couch.
Blake turned around and poked his head over the couch.
“Derik!” He said excitedly grinning through the pacifier.
“Hey baby come sit on Derik’s lap,” Derik said sitting next to Blake on the couch.
Blake moved over closer to Derik and sat on his lap.
“Do you really need that pacifier Blake?” Derik asked.
“No…..But I like it,” Blake said burring his head into Derik’s shoulder.
“It’s OK baby, Derik said, “I was just asking.”
Blake pulled the pacifier out of his mouth and sat it on the coffee table in front of the couch and then he leaned in and kissed him.

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Derik pulled away from Blake and gave him a puzzled look.
“Why’d you pull away you said I was a good kisser,” Blake asked puzzled.
“Your mom said you weren’t supposed to do that,” Derik said.
“So what she’s not here she won’t know. It’s not like sex, it was just a kiss,” Blake said going in for another one.
Derik pushed Blake away.
“No baby I can’t not after what your mom said,” Derik replied but Blake could tell he really wanted to kiss him.
“Fine but if I don’t get a kiss I’ll be a bad baby,” Blake said half-jokingly.
“OK I’ll kiss you,” Derik said as he leaned in and kissed him, “Now be a good baby you got your kiss.”
“Don’t worry Derik, I’ll be a good baby,” Blake cooed hopping of Derik’s lap and grabbing the pacifier off the table and putting it back in his mouth.
“Blake are you mad at your mom for treating you like a baby?” Derik asked not wanted to offend his boyfriend.
“No why would I be I kind-of asked for it by writing stories about forced diapering and regression,” Blake said picking up his stuffed tiger of the ground and hugging it.
Derik watched Blake play with the tiger for a while and the phone rang.

“I got it,” Derik said as he got up and picked up the phone.
“Hello?” He asked into the phone.
The voice that replied back was his mother’s.
“Hey, Derik can you tell Blake Dylan’s Goodnite leaked all over his PJs and he needs some new ones and a new Goodnite.
“Blake Dylan needs a new Goodnite and pajamas,” Derik said covering the bottle of the phone.
Dylan was brother he was 11 and Blake was the older since he was 16. Dylan was having a sleepover with Derik’s younger brother, Matt, who was 12.
“Did you say he needs a new Goodnite?” Blake asked.
“Yeah. Why?” Derik asked back.
“Because mom told him to wear one of the cruisers we bought. They hold a lot more of his piss,” Blake said.
“Wait cruisers as in pampers,” Derik said giggling a little.
“What’s so funny?” Blake asked curiously.
“Matt had to wear those when he got a bladder infection last year and he started wetting the bed and we still have some left over,” Derik said.
“Tell your mom we’ll be over in 20 minutes,” Blake said getting up and walking into Dylan’s room.
Dylan’s room looked like any 11 year olds room it had baby blue walls, with bed sheets to match, movie and TV posters, and 2 dressers one long one short. Blake walked over to the short dresser and opened the top drawer and moved some of Dylan’s tighty whiteys to the right to reveal a hidden stack of Goodnites and Pampers Cruisers size 7s. Blake grabbed two of the pampers and set them on the top of the dresser. He then opened the opened the second drawer to and pulled out a blue t-shirt with Superman’s emblem on it and some red and blue plaid pajama pants. Blake then put what he pulled out of the drawer onto Dylan’s bed and walked to his closet and pulled out a backpack and he put the pajama pants in first, then the t-shirt, and finally the cruisers. He also added baby oil and powder to the pouches on the side. He then walked out of the room with the bag and saw Derik wasn’t on the phone anymore and was about to asked Derik for the keys to his car so he could load up the bags he peed into his diaper. Bake blushed and his cheeks turned rosy red.
“UUUHHH Derik I need a change,” Blake said looking down at his now wet diaper.
“Really you peed?” Derik asked sarcastically since it was now obvious Blake was wet because he could see that the wetness indicator turned blue.
“Yes. Now hurry up and change me so we go,” Blake said. Derik walked over to the coffee table in the living room, picked up the blue pacifier laying on it stuck it in Blake’s mouth and led him into his room. Derik had Blake lay on the floor and he grabbed a box of wet wipes, baby powder, and a fresh diaper off Blake’s dresser. Derik pulled up Blake’s shirt, untapped the diaper, slid it out from under him, wiped his genitals with a wet wipe, slid the new diaper under his butt, powered his crouch area, pulled the front of the diaper in-between his legs, and tapped up the sides.
“There you go all clean,” Derik cooed.
“Thanks Derik, so can we leave now?” lake asked starting to stand up.
“Well we better get a diaper bag for you mister. I don’t want to have to leave you in a dirty on if I can help it,” Derik replied.
“But my mom doesn’t have a diaper bag,” Blake replied.
“Trust me she does. She wouldn’t put her 16 year old in diapers and not have a diaper bag,” Derik said helping Blake off the floor.
“Where would it be?” Blake asked.
“In her closet, maybe,” Derik said.
“Yeah it’s probably blue,” Blake guessed.
Derik left the room and returned with a Blue diaper bag and Mumlo, Blake’s stuffed tiger. Derik handed Blake Mumlo, and went over to his dresser and opened the third drawer and pulled out a pair of Blake’s jeans. Derik kneeled down to Blake’s ankles and pulled the waist of the jeans open.
“Blake you need to help me get into your jeans OK,” Derik said.
Blake put his legs into the legs of his jeans and Derik helped him shimmy into the pants. Derik then buttoned them and zipped the zipper. He then grabbed Blake’s shoes and put his feet in them and tied them. Derik got up and set the diaper bag on Blake’s bed. Derik opened the bag and put a stack of ten diapers, baby wipes, baby powder, and another pacifier.
“Come on let’s get go, you’re ready. You’re all covered up,” Derik said. Derik grabbed the backpack that had Dylan’s things in it and his keys out of his pockets. The couple walked out to the driveway and got into Derik’s Blue Jeep. Blake sat in shotgun while Derik drove halfway across town to get to Derik’s house. Derik’s house was bigger and better. Blake was envious of how rich Derik was and he was still curious about why he wanted to fit in the Emo/Scene crowd and not the popular one, he certainly was rich enough. Derik pulled into the drive way of the big house and the two boys got out and walked inside and found Dylan sitting on the couch in the entryway in soaking wet pajamas. Blake took the bag meant for Dylan and walked over to the wet and sad 11 year old.
“Come on let’s get you all nice and dry,” Blake said grabbing the boy’s hand and leading him into the nearest bathroom.
“I don’t need your help cleaning myself up, putting on a new Goodnite, and some new pajamas,” Dylan said.
“Were out of Goodnites so I had to bring the cruisers,” Blake lied.
“Well I can tape up the sides myself,” Dylan replied.
“You don’t line them up properly and you let mom help you line them up,” Blake said.
“But you’re not mom,” Dylan protested.
“Come on and just take off those wet pajamas and your Goodnite,” Blake said.
Dylan obeyed and took of his pajamas and handed the wet Goodnite to Blake. Blake tossed the Goodnite in the trash can. Blake had Dylan lie on the ground so he could clean him up and diaper him. Blake took the changing supplies out of the bag. Blake grabbed one of the cruisers powdered it and slid the back end under Dylan’s butt and powered his crotch with the baby powder and Blake pulled up the front of the cruiser over Dylan’s private parts and taped up the sides. Blake stood up and helped Dylan off the floor. Blake then pulled the blue t-shirt with Superman’s emblem on it and the red and blue plaid pajama pants that he put in the bag for Dylan earlier.
“Here put these on,” Blake said tossing the clothes at Dylan raising his arm causing his shirt to go up and making the tips of the diaper he was wearing visible. Dylan started putting on the pajama pants and then he saw it, he the tip of the diaper peeking out of Blake’s Jeans.
“Are you wearing a diaper?” Dylan asked staring at Blake curiously.
Blake was shocked. How visible was his diaper? Was it that obvious? Blake’s face flushed with embarrassment. Blake had to come clean even if he was five years younger than him.
“Yes I am its kind-of a punishment I guess. Mom’s making me wear them,” Blake confessed his cheeks rosier than ever.
“Oh,” Derik said putting on the Superman shirt Blake threw at him, “Are you leaving or are you going to sleep with Derik, in his bed and maybe have some really nice Gay sex.”
“Do you know what mom would do to you if she heard you say that,” Blake said.
“She’d wash my mouth out with soap, spank my ass. Oh and I just said a bad word more soap and more spankings,” Derik said in a snotty tone of voice.
“I can arrange them both. Little boy,” Blake said sternly staring Dylan in the eyes.
“No don’t I didn’t mean it, it was a joke. I swear,” Dylan pleaded.
“Good, now go back to bed like a good little boy and don’t give me that back-sass anymore,” Blake said.
Dylan and Blake both exited the bathroom and Dylan ran back upstairs to Matt’s room and Blake walked up to Derik. “Are you tired its past your 8:30 bedtime?” Derik asked.
“Yeah,” Blake said yawning. Derik picked him up like a man would his wife if he was carrying her off to bed. Derik carried Blake up the chestnut colored stairs and walked along the blue and grey knitted carpet until they reached the third door. Blake turned the handle and opened the door. Derik walked in still holding Blake and laid him on the black comforter on his bed. Derik walked over to his bedside table walking over piles of band t-shirts, piles of skinny jeans in a rainbow of colors and he unbutton the three spiked bracelets on his left arm and put them on his bedside table. Derik removed his shirt dropped it on the floor and walked over to his desk next to the door walking over more clothes.
“Are you ready for this?” Derik asked opening the desk drawer.
“Yes I think so. I hope so,” Blake said.
“You know I can do this, I did it to my own lip,” Derik said as he tugged on one of his two snakebites.
“Yes and remember I only want one on the left side,” Blake said. Derik grabbed a black marker and threw it at Blake. Blake caught the marker.
“Go look in the mirror and put a dot on your lip where you want it,” Derik said. Blake go up off Derik’s bed and stood in front of the mirror on Derik’s closet, uncapped the marker and put a dot right under the left part of his lip.
“I did it,” Blake said. While Blake was busy marking his lip Derik was sterilizing a sewing needle and one of his extra lip rings.
“Good now sit on the bed, “Derik said. Blake sat on the bed and Derik told him to grab his lip and pull it towards him. Blake did what he was told and Derik stabbed the needle through Blake’s lip on the dot Blake made on his lip.
“Ahhh,” Blake shrilled in pain as the needle went through his lip. Derik jiggled the needle in Blake’s lip around a little making the hole bigger.
“Ahhh,” Blake shrieked again. Derik pulled the needle out whipped the blood from Blake lip and inserted the lip ring and sat down on his bed.
“Done,” Derik said.
“Damn that hurts,” Blake said rubbing the part of his lip where Derik had stabbed it.
“Of course it did I just stabbed a needle through your lip,” Derik said as he leaned in and kissed Blake on the cheek.
“What are you going to do if baby cries over the pain,” Blake said in a feisty voice.
“Spank him till he stops,” Derik said. Derik rolled over on top of Blake and pulled off his shirt and Blake helped him get his pants off. Derik removed his pants, so he was only in his black boxers.

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Derik patted Blake’s diapered crotch. Blake grabbed Derik’s head with both hands and pulled his lips in so they touched his and he kissed Derik furiously but with passion. Derik pulled away and looked at Blake’s crotch and patted it again.
“What are you doing? Waiting for me to wet it or something?” Blake asked.
“No it’s just, I can’t do this anymore,” Derik said his voice was trembling.
“What can’t you do anymore?” Blake asked.
“Be with you anymore, because you’re not normal. Your little boy side is not normal. It’s weird and I’m not sure I can be your boyfriend if this is who you are, an over-sized baby,” Derik said. Blake body felt weird he heard something from outside the room, and when Blake looked a beam of light shone in Blake’s eyes. The next thing knew he was on the left side of Derik’s bed under his Black covers with his stuffed tiger under his arm and his pacifier in his mouth wearing nothing but a diaper. Blake rolled over and turned to Derik and shook him awake.
“Derik get up,” Blake said.
Derik opened his eyes and said groggily, “Go back to bed unless you need a change.”
“Go back to bed?” Blake asked.
“Yes go back to bed don’t you remember me laying you down on my bed,” Derik said.
“Yeah but you pierced my lip and the piercing is gone,” Blake said.
“What piercing? I never pierced your lip,” Derik said.
“What?” Blake asked.
“You fell asleep when I laid you down on my bed, and you just woke up,” Derik said.
“Oh, I’m sorry I woke you up,” Blake said.
“It’s OK Blake. Just go back to bed and if you’re wet right now I’ll change you. No big deal, I’m just a little cranky because of an unexpected early morning wake up call,” Derik said. Blake felt his diaper and realized it was a soaked, like if got any wetter it would leak kind-of soak.
“I think I’ll take you up on that changing offer,” Blake said turning to Derik.

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Derik quickly Changed Blake and the two were back off to bed.
Chapter 4: The Best Morning Ever
Blake and Derik woke up to yelling voices, four to be precise, two men, two female. Blake recognized three of them. They were Blake’s mom, and Derik’s mom and dad. Then he started to recognize the other male voice. He started getting worried. It was his father’s voice. The same man who had beat him and his mother.
Blake got scared and started to wonder, “Was that’s who she was going on a date on? Is he going to be back in life? Why are they yelling at each other?”
Someone downstairs yelled, “Blake get down here now!” Blake realized it was his Father. Then sound that followed was a loud wet slap, most likely across the face. The next person who spoke was Derik’s mom.
“Don’t you ever lay a hand on that boy again do you understand me. Blake stay up there with Derik, were its safe, and lock the door,” She yelled. Derik got out from under his covers in his black boxers and locked his door and forced his desk chair under the golden doorknob.
“Hide, if this is as bad as I think it is, “Derik said.
“How long has this been going on?” Blake asked.
“For the past hour or two maybe even more,” Derik replied gloom fully.
“Oh and where are our brothers?” Blake questioned.
“With Josh, you do remember they were going to his younger brother, Mark’s, birthday party right,” Derik said.
“Yeah but I didn’t think they’d be gone so early,” Blake said. Derik walked over and opened his blinds and the bright daytime sunshine shown through the window. Derik yanked the sting next to his blinds and the closed.
“Its noon,” he said. The down stairs yelling continued and there was a pounding on Derik’s door. Derik grabbed his switchblade off his bedside table, that had made the sad, red, horizontal, scars on his left wrist, those many moons ago, before he had met Blake. Derik pulled the blade from the handle until it clicked and the blade was extended.
“Who is it?” Derik called from behind the door.
“It’s me,” Derik’s mom said behind the door.
“Mom is it safe to come out?” Derik asked.
“Yes honey, it’s ok to come out,” Derik’s mother replied. Derik pulled the chair from under the doorknob and placed it back in front of his desk on the left side of the door. Derik extended his hand.
“Come on Blake,” Derik said. Blake dropped his stuffed tiger and took Derik’s hand.
The couple walked downstairs and was greeted by Blake’s parents. Blake’s father was the first to walk up and greet the two. He turned to Derik.
“Hi I’m John, Blake’s dad, Mr. Shifter, call me whatever you like it doesn’t matter,” He said. Then he turned to his son.
“Blake I’m sorry for what I did, I’m sorry I hurt you and your mother when I was drunk, I’m sorry. Blake please forgive me,” Mr. Shifter said about to cry. Blake removed his hand from Derik’s grasp and slapped his father with all his might across the face.
“Do you seriously expect you to just let me back into my life when you left one year ago the day before my birthday. You bastard! I hate you. Not only did you leave mom and me, but you got drunk almost 24/7, and you didn’t even try to get help,” Blake yelled tears starting to roll down his face.
“That’s where you’re wrong. I got help your mother had me arrested twice in our marriage and then after the divorce I realized I needed help and went to rehab and now I don’t touch the Devil’s Nectar,” Mr. Shifter replied tears falling down his cheeks. Blake’s father opened his arms and started to hug Blake, but Blake pulled away.
“I hate you even if you did go to rehab. I’m not some little kid who needs his daddy, I have Derik and he’s the only man I need in my life. Now get out of here you fucking homophobe,” Blake yelled. Blake turned around and faced Derik. Blake pushed his crying face into Derik’s bare shoulder and let the tears run out of his hurt eyes. After a minute at just standing there crying in Derik’s shoulder he turned around to face his father.
“Why did you come back?” Blake asked.
“Because I’m out of rehab and I missed you and your mother,” Mr. Shifter said,
“Now please I know it won’t be easy but please forgive me your mother already has. We’re thinking about getting back together because I’m clean now.” Blake got nervous but did something he knew he should have done from the beginning of him seeing his father again, Blake ran up to his father and hugged him. Blake’s dad picked him up and carried him to his green Honda where Blake’s mother was waiting inside in the passenger’s seat. Te jeep was parked next to Derik’s Jeep in the driveway.
“Wait!” Derik called running after the two getting ready to leave.
“What is it?” Mr. Shifter asked.
“You almost forgot Blake’s things, I’ll go fetch them for you,” Derik said. Derik ran back into the house and within minutes he returned with Blake diaper bag over his right shoulder, Blake’s pants and shirt across his other shoulder, Mumlo under his right arm, and his shoes in his left hand, and Derik was holding Blake’s blue pacifier by its yellow ring in his mouth.
“Thank you Derik,” Mr. Shifter said. Blake’s mom got out of the car, took her diapered son out of Mr. Shifter’s arms and put him in the car.
“Mommy love’s you Blakey boo,” She cooed. Blake’s dad help Derik put everything in the car and they were off. They would be going home a family, a repaired family.

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Man that made me cry

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Chapter 5: The Surprise
1The three drove the thirteen minutes in the green Honda laughing and talking about what they’d do as a family. Now that Blake’s parents were together again. One of Mr. Shifter’s ideas was to order pizza and watch and age appropriate movie for Blake to celebrate their reunion as one family. One of Mrs. Shifter’s ideas was to bake some cupcakes with blue frosting, Blake’s favorite color. Blake only had one idea a family trip to Disneyland, something they hadn’t done since before Dylan was born, it would be Dylan’s first time. Blake’s parents both told him they had a surprise for him. When the green Honda pulled into the Shifter’s driveway Blake’s mom carried him into the house and his father took in his bag into the house. When they got in the house Blake started to walk to his room at the end of the hall when his mother stopped him and turned him around.
“Your surprise is in there, so close your eyes and no peeking,” She said. Blake shut his eyes as tight as he could and he was lifted off the ground. The hands that lifted him weren’t his mother’s small but strong hands they were his father’s large but gentle and caring hands. Blake was carried down the hall to his room. Blake could hear his door open and when they entered Blake heard a click come from where his bed normally is. He then heard the rustle of fabric. Blake was excited and he couldn’t wait to open his eyes when he was told he could. Blake was laid on his bed by his father and then Blake felt around. He felt wood; it wasn’t a full plank it was missing rectangular pieces in between. “Open your eyes,” his father instructed. Blake opened his eyes and he looked around his room. Blake looked straight ahead at his closet, it was open and he could tell that there were some babyish, tbesc clothes in his closet. He looked to up to his left and followed a mural of baby animals around his room. He looked to his right, his long dresser that was against his windows had some sort of plastic covered cushion on it with babyish prints; it had been converted into a changing table. Then Blake noticed he was in a rectangular barred off area. His bed had bars on it now; it had been converted to a crib. Blake bounced up and down happily in his new crib.
Blake’s mother and father had loving and caring expressions on their faces. Blake’s father walked up toward the crib and handed him his tiger plushie and knelt and picked a book from Blake’s bookcase. The cover of the book read ‘Baby’s first story book’. Blake’s mother left the room and returned with a bottle full of apple juice, she handed Blake the bottle. Then she proceeded to put Blake to bed. Blake didn’t start drinking from his bottle until his father started to read him a story from the book. Blake father told him the story of Alice and her crazy adventures in Wonderland. Halfway through the story Blake peacefully drifted off to sleep.
Blake woke up with the sound of feet shuffling on the carpet. When Blake went to sit up he saw two familiar faces above him Dylan, Blake’s younger brother and Matt, Derik’s younger brother and Dylan’s best friend.
“Hi you two,” Blake said groggily.
“Mom said it was time for dinner, “Dylan said.
Blake went to unlatch the bars of his modified crib/bed when Matt slapped his hand away.
“Your mom said we had to do this part,” Matt replied. Matt and Dylan unlatched the crib and Blake got out and walked into the dining room. There was an opened pizza box with a half vegetarian combo and half pepperoni, sausage, black olives, and mushrooms. Blake took a piece and took a bite. Then Blake heard a very special familiar voice from behind him say, “How’d my baby sleep.” Blake turned around, it was Derik. Blake kissed him and asked, “What’s going on here? Are we having a party?”

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Your such a good writer

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More more more more more!!! :!: :!: :!: :!: :!: :!: :!: :!: :!: :!: :!: :!: :!: :!: :!: :!:


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