From Friends to Brothers - Chapter 8: Rest Stop

“I’m gonna stretch my legs,” I said, unbuckling from my seat as I opened the door.

“Okay,” Jacob responded back, his eyes still locked on my switch in his hands as it had been for the last few hours.

I jumped out of the car, instantly feeling the sag from my diaper as I felt the warmth of the sun. I stretched my arms up, really arching my back as I took a breath of fresh air. It was odd how such a simple landscape could be so beautiful, especially after a few hours in the car.

The warm sun was complemented by the cool, brisk air as the light scent of the juniper berry trees made for a unique experience among the mostly barren, shrub and rock filled land. The  rest stop was pretty average, consisting of the main building for the restrooms and a few vending machines, with a scattered variety of picnic benches scattered throughout the park.

“Hey you,” Samantha said, seeing me as she came back from the bathroom.

“Long time, no see,” I said jokingly, causing her to smile.

“How's my little man holding up?” She asked, getting closer before giving my crotch a good squeeze. “Just as I thought,” She said, releasing me as she circled around to the back of the van.

“Come on, let's get you changed out of that,” She said, opening the hatch as she cleared a spot in the back of the car.

“Here?” I asked, knowing very well that it was what she meant.

“Of course, don’t be silly,” She said, patting the back of the car.

I slowly walked towards her, giving a final look around to make sure no one was here, which was quite obvious given the empty parking lot with the exception of a single semi truck who was likely fast asleep anyways.

“Take your pants off,” She said just before I started to climb up.

Cars flew by on the highway just a few hundred feet over without much of a barrier between it and the back of the car.

“Can I get in first?” I asked.

“No, it will be more difficult that way,” She said, reaching down to pull the waistband of my sweatpants down.

I felt exposed as my soiled diaper was advertised to the world, quickly pulling my shoes through the leg holes to fully remove my sweat pants. I quickly turned to jump up in the car, feeling the embarrassment set in as she stopped me again, forcing me to stand at the end of the car in my exposed diaper for longer.

“Do you need to make any pushies?” She asked teasingly.

“What? No- no,” I said, knowing that wasn’t entirely true.

“Are you sure? I don’t want to be changing any of your stinky diapers later tonight,” She said, still keeping me from laying down in the back of the car.

“Um- like at all tonight?” I asked hesitantly, trying to decide if I could make it, as I very much didn’t want to do it right here.

“You’re not holding it in, are you Mr?”

“No- no…I’m good,” I said, mentally biting my lip as I could only imagine this would come back to make things worse.

“Ok…” She said hesitantly, scooting aside so that I could quickly jump into the car and be mostly out of sight from the rest of the world. “You better not have to make any pushies later, or you're going to be in big trouble, Mr,” She said with a smirk, almost as if she knew that I was lying.

I laid back as she was sorting through one of the diaper bags in the back, pulling out the necessary supplies before quickly pulling me up to remove my shirt, further exposing me to the cool breeze that was filling the car.

“Mommy’s gonna get you all changed and into a fresh pair of jammies,” She said, starting to untape the front of my diaper as I felt the cool wind on my privates. “Do you want some juice while Mommy changes you?” She said, riffling through her bag for the wipes.

“No, thank you,” I said, blushing a little in the process.

“Okay, sweetie,” She said, dropping a wipe over my privates as she started to wipe around my groin. Eventually, the normal wiping routine came to an end as she pulled out the old soiled diaper, and slid under a fresh one as I felt the wipe return, slowly finding its way between my cheeks as I felt her begin to circle my butt.

I clenched a little. “Mommy…” I said, looking up at her as she let a warm glob of saliva fall from her mouth onto the tip of my penis.

“I know, sweetie,” She said, slowly beginning to push her finger inside as she used her other hand to begin to massage my cock.

My heart started to race. I could hear the cars flying by not too far from here as I tried hard not to think about what would happen if one of them decided to pull into the rest stop with us. My cock grew in her hands as she continued to massage it, as I tried to unclench.

“These long car rides can be a real bummer, can’t they?” She joked, looking down at me. “You boys are probably all pent up with energy,”

I let out a moan, letting my head finally rest as I tried not to think about the passing cars.

“That's it, sweetie,” She cooed. “Let Mommy take care of you,”

I arched my back slightly, raising my hips towards her, desperate for release as I let my mind drift. Her delicate strokes became more firm as she tightly gripped my cock, her finger delicately rubbing against my insides.

“Who’s Mommy’s little boy?” She cooed, picking up the pace as her finger reached its furthest depths.

“I am,” I said quietly.

“Yea you are,” She said, leaning in a little just before a car could be heard pulling in.

My eyes shot open in panic as I reached for something to put in my mouth, quickly grabbing a loose pacifier and shoving it in my mouth.

“Shhh,” She said. “You’re doing so good! Can you cum for Mommy?”

I let out a whimper, terrified that someone might come over.

“Shhhh,” She let out again, letting a trail of saliva fall from her lips onto the tip of my penis, lubricating her hands some more as she leaned in to wrap her lips around my cock, pulling her finger out of my ass as she began to focus on my cock.

I pushed my hips upward, now more desperate than ever to cum as her hands and lips worked in sync, pumping precum up through my erect cock and into her mouth.

I let out another moan through my pacifier, biting down hard as her tongue wrapped around my shaft as her fast strokes turned to firm, smooth motions. My head went back as I bucked my hips, blowing my load into her warm, wet mouth as she continued to extract every last drop.

My teeth clenched to the pacifier as I tried to make as little noise as possible, a nearly impossible task for me.

“Mommy-” I whimpered through my pacifier, feeling a sensational overload as she attempted to drain every last drop. “Mommy-” I cried out, barely able to contain myself.

She finally stopped, slowly pulling her lips off, making sure to trace her tongue along the underside of my inflated cock before grabbing a wet wipe to wipe her hands with.

She said nothing as she smiled down at me, wiping her hands clean before reaching towards one of the bags to pull something out.

“And since you won’t be needing to make any pushies,” She said with a smirk as I watched her take out one of my butt plugs from the diaper bag as she began to lube it up. “We’ll just slide one of these big boys up there just to make sure,” She said.

I grimaced a little as I felt the cold lube press up against my little hole, before forcing its way up inside me, something I had wished she had started with.

“Alright, big choice,” She started. “Just the diaper, or footed PJ’s,” She said, pulling my pair of dinosaur PJ’s out of one of the bags.

It wasn’t really much of a choice, but I’m sure she knew that. Between the semi frequent stops for gas, or food, I would have to be really seeking that extra level of embarrassment from this trip that only wearing an exposed diaper would provide. But I certainly wasn’t.

“Pj’s, please,” I said in my cute voice.

“Good choice,” She said, folding up my diaper as she taped it shut. “Can you hop out for me”

My heart sank a little, now knowing that the car had parked just a few spaces over. “Mommy…” I said, feeling like we were cutting it a little too close to the sun.

“Come on,” She said, egging him on.

I took a deep breath before quickly getting up, scooting my diapered butt out the back of the van as I stepped on the cold pavement. I quickly slid my feet into the legs of the pjs that she was holding out before pulling the rest of the Pj’s on, quickly sliding my arms through the sleeves and sneaking back to my door, making sure that the recent car wouldn’t be able to see me.

I opened my door, climbing up into the back seat and into my car seat while Jacob looked at me with a huge grin. Samantha put a few things away in the back before opening up Jacob's door.

“What about you, do you need to make any pushies?” She said, reaching up under his seat belt to give his diaper a squeeze.

Jacob nodded quickly as he put the switch down before reaching for the buckle.

“No no, you stay right there,” She said with a smile, heading back around to the back of the car.

Jacobs' face turned red as he filled with excitement. It wasn’t often that Samantha encouraged making messes, but it was definitely something that Jacob just loved.

A few awkward minutes passed as Jacob filled his diaper, while Samantha retrieved refills of snacks of juices for Jacob and I.

“Good job!” Samantha cooed, returning to Jacobs door as she leaned in to give him a kiss. “Looks like we can get back on the road now,” She said with a smirk, shutting his door before heading to the back to close the hatch.

“Waa- bu` I jus` poo`ed,” He said, suddenly flustered about the thought of being stuck in his mess.

“I know, and you did a great job!” She cooed, climbing back into the driver's seat as she started the car. “Mommy is so proud! We’ll get you changed at the next gas station,”

“Bu`,” He started, before spitting out his pacifier. “Mommy, please?” He begged.

While I wasn’t exactly happy about being stuck in the back with his stinky butt, I couldn’t help but turn to face out the window and put an earbud in as I suddenly let it not be my problem. Afterall, I think we all knew he loved it.