Sam's New Home - Chapter 4: A Morning In.

“Daddy!” Sam called out. “Daddddyyyyyy!!!!”.

Jackson rolled over in bed, having fallen asleep again after a fun morning with Jeff before he went out to run some errands for the day.

“Dadddyyyy!” Sam continued to cry.

Jackson sat up and rubbed his eyes. It had been a couple weeks since the new living arrangement, and Jackson had become quite familiar with the routine, he just usually had the weekends off from the big brother responsibilities. He climbed out of bed and started his way down the hall in his usual morning attire of nothing but a pull up which he had taken to wearing every day as it made Jeff happy..

Groggy and ready for a cup of coffee, Jackson pushed open the nursery door and was met with the all too familiar sight of Sam behind his crib bars waiting to be let free.

“Dad- Oh, hi Jacky!” Sam let out with a big smile.

“Hey bud,” Jackson said as he smiled and made his way over to Sam and dropped the crib bars. Jackson reached out his hand and helped Sam climb out. He was in his same cute outfit from the day before, a light grey footed pajama onesie, covered in little clouds that did little to hide the obvious signs of his well used diaper below.

Like Jackson, Sam too had become accustomed to the routine they had developed over the previous weeks and was thoroughly enjoying his place in all of it, though he particularly looked forward to the weekends as Jeff was usually home and gave him the full baby treatment, so he was a little confused as to why Jackson was waking him up this morning.

“Where’s Daddy?” Sam asked as he started towards the changing station, desperate to get out of his soggy diaper that had caused a not so great night of sleep. Of course, it was his fault as he had decided to test Daddy’s patience with a bit of a food fight the night before, giving himself an early bedtime and no diaper change...plus whatever else he was sure was in store for him. But he loved acting like a brat as it kept things interesting and Jeff, unlike Jackson, didn't seem to mind it.

“Oh no, little guy. Not this morning.”

“Wait, what? Where's Daddy?” Sam said as he stopped and looked back at Jackson.

“Don’t you play innocent, you know exactly why. And he had to run some errands, so it's just us this morning”.

“Did Daddy say so?”

“I think he said somethin like, until it was maxed out...come on, let's get your little butt some breakfast, brat”.

Sam blushed, and followed Jackson into the kitchen. He was a little disappointed that he wasn’t getting the change he had been waiting all morning for, but liked the sound of having to max it out, almost as if it was a challenge. He jogged a little to catch up to Jackson as he left the room.

“So what are you in the mood for today, squishy butt” Jackson said as he opened the fridge, finding it rather empty compared to its usual. He wasn’t big on breakfast, but usually ate something to help his morning coffee settle, but he knew Sam was always ready to eat.

“Umm...can you make me some…”

“Yogurt?” Jackson cut him off as he pulled it out of the fridge, knowing he was definitely not in the mood to cook.

Sam happily grabbed the tube of yogurt from Jackson and slurped some out of the tube. He certainly preferred when Daddy was around, but his time with Jackson was always a nice boundary between the two worlds that often kept things fresh, and kept Sam from needing a break from all of it when Jeff was around. Sure he loved being daddy's special boy, but sometimes it was nice to be a little less restricted in his actions.

“So what's the soggy boy want to do today?” Jackson asked, sounding a little defeated as it had been a long week and he wasn’t necessarily looking forward to playing the role of the responsible one during his time off.

“I don't know, I was hoping we would spend the day with Daddy”.

“Yea,” Jackson chuckled, that makes two of us, but he’ll be back later, just had to get some errands done,” Jackson said.

“What kind of errands?” Sam asked as he continued to slurp on his yogurt.

“Ugh” Jackson thought, “always with the questions”.

“Not too sure, just some things he said he had to get done,” Jackson said.

“Well, do you think maybe I can go with him next time? Or maybe all three of us?”

“I don’t know, why don’t you ask him yourself when he gets home. I’m sure you’d love to get out of the house, wouldn’t you”.

Sam nodded. He loved his new life here at home and everything that Jeff did to make it possible, but he was getting a little bit of cabin fever, although he knew that Jeff would uphold all of the house rules even in the real world which made Sam a little uneasy, but figured he would embrace it nonetheless.

“Anyways, maybe the two of us can do something,” Jackson said, trying to think of something that would allow Jackson to relax a little.

“Yea!” Sam said as he slurped down the last of his yogurt. “We could play a game!”

“How about something a little more relaxing, like...” Jackson stopped to think.

“LEGOS!” Sam shouted, “Please please please! I want to show you all the stuff I have made”.

“Haha, sure bud. I used to love playing with legos,” Jackson said with relief. He could actually get behind this idea.

Sam ran back to his room and pulled the big bins of legos out as he dumped some onto the floor, eager to get started and show Jackson some of his creations.

Jackson poured himself a cup of coffee before following Sam into the room and grabbed a seat on the floor next to the newly made mess in the middle of the room. But Jackson wasn’t going to worry about that today, he figured he’d let Jeff handle things today.

Sam showed off all the different things he had made recently, eager to impress Jackson who didn’t usually take much interest in things like this. Jackson would nod and smile, and ask questions about the different creations as he slowly dug through the pile of pieces, looking for inspiration on what to make himself, while refamiliarizing himself with the pieces. It didn’t take long before the two were in their own world, creating a fleet of starships to take on the galaxy.

“Man, it's been a while, but I miss this,” Jackson said as he built his spaceship.

“The legos?” Sam asked as he eagerly worked on his creation.

“Yea...and like...the careless feeling...” Jackson said.

“Isn’t it nice?” Sam asked, taking a second to lock eyes with Jackson. “I think it's the best part of all of this,'' he said as he motioned around the room, clearly taking a moment to appreciate what was offered to him with a genuine smile.

Jackson paused, recognizing the sincerity in Sam’s voice, and saw it as a moment of gratitude, almost like a thank you which was appreciated. Jackson wasn’t sure of what to make of their relationship. Sure they were intimate at times, but it wasn’t like him and Jeff. He loved Jeff, Sam too, but he would do anything to stay with Jeff, even if that meant changing Sam's dirty diapers. It was an odd thing to think about. He loved having Sam around. He wished he had less responsibility towards him and that he could at least self manage a little when Jeff wasn’t around, but all things considered he would miss Sam if he left. Maybe he was just so used to the idea of having someone else take the initiative in the relationship and make things happen, and the idea that he would have to make the push for the two of them to get closer was a little more difficult then he might have thought.

“I’m sure it is,” Jackson said as he found the perfect piece for his ship.

The two continued to build their ships, sharing ideas for back stories of the crew, or missions their starships would partake in and for what was probably the first time, Jackson felt himself slip into a head space where he didn’t have to worry about work, or what the client would say about pushing back deadlines, or reworking parts of the project. For the moment, he was happy and indulging in an old hobby with Sam. It was peaceful.

Hours went by as they continued to work on their ships, nearing completion before Sam stood up suddenly.

“Whatcha doing bud?” Jackson said, too focused on his ship to look up.

Sam stood up and smiled as he devilishly crouched in position and pushed, feeling his warm load spread out against the back of his diaper as it filled in what little void there was left.

“Sam?...” Jackson said as he looked up, quickly stopping as he saw Sam in a familiar position with a grin, “Oh, what the he…” Jackson paused. He was having fun, enjoying his time with Sam and genuinely felt stress free. He hated messy diapers and often made Sam wait till the end of the day to mess so that Jeff had to deal with it, but today he wasn’t going to care. Besides, Jeff had instructed him not to change Sam so why should he worry. Jackson let out a forced laugh in place of what would otherwise be a sigh, “You know, you're such a brat”.

Sam smiled in confusion, “Hehe...you're not mad?”

“Hey, your daddy’s problem today. I’m enjoying myself.”

Sam finished his business and sat back down on the floor, feeling the warmth squish beneath him and push to the front of his diaper, covering his plastic cage.

“Does that...is that comfortable?” Jackson asked.

“My diapy?” Sam responded.

“Yea...and like...the mess?”

Sam shrugged. “Not really, I like the feeling”.

Jackson smirked, “Yea, I’m aware of that, little stinker”.

Sam blushed.

“Speaking of, I’ve got to pee real quick, and probably should crack a window, I’ll be right back”. Jackson said as he went to get up.

“How come you never use your pullup? You already wear them all day for Daddy,” Sam asked in an attempt to poke fun at Jackson after his early attempt had obviously failed.

“Mostly just worried about it making a mess like on the way back from picking you up”.

“That's why you use a diaper, silly,” Sam chuckled as he pointed at his own. “It works great for me!”

Jackson looked over at the shelf that displayed the large stash. He paused for a minute as he thought about the idea. Had he just agreed to wear one of them a few months ago, Sam wouldn’t even be here, but Jackson was glad that he was. “You know...maybe I’ll try it…” Jackson said as he got up and made his way over to pick one out.

“Wait, really!?” Sam said in shock, “Like you actually want to wear a diaper?”

“I mean, what's the worst that's going to happen?” Jackson responded. “I mean hey, yours is so full I thought you would leak everywhere before daddy got home, and yet here you are.”

Sam giggled, he was told that he had to max it out to get a change. “Oh! I could help you put it on!” Sam said with a big smile, eager to see Jackson wear a diaper.

Jackson picked one out and walked back over to Sam. “I’ll take you up on that offer,” he said as he handed it to Sam. “After all, I’ve changed enough of yours that I think it's only fair”.

Sam smiled and quickly grabbed the diaper from Jackson and began to unfold it. Jackson let his pullup drop to the floor and proceeded to lay down on the carpet next to Sam. Sam was excited, and was loving the sight of Jackon’s cock hanging out. It had been a while since he had seen Jackson like this, as he had become really busy with a work project recently and often never had time for much else than meals and an occasional movie with him and Daddy. He had missed getting chances like this, but also remembered what it was like to work long hours.

Eager to please, Sam worked quickly to slide it under Jackson and pull the front up over Jackson's cock, pausing to see if it might indicate that he wanted a little something more, but alas, it remained in its shrunken form so he proceeded to tape it in place.

“Alright, diapers all secured”. Sam said with a big smile.

Jackson sat up, feeling the soft padding touching all parts of his skin. It felt a lot nicer than the pullup, and the padding wasn’t as rough. It had more of a cotton like feeling vs the plain paper feel of a pullup and crinkled with every little movement.

“Well? How do I look?” Jackson asked jokingly, a little self conscious even though he knew exactly what was below Sam’s onesie.

“You look cute” Sam said with a smile.

“Right, and now I should be good to just...pee?” Jackson asked awkwardly, remembering how the last time he had asked that question things didn’t go in his favor.

“Yup! Now you get to just play and not worry about the potty!” Sam teased, still watching Jackson.

Jackson took a deep breath and let his mind wonder, focusing on trying to pee. It took a minute, but soon enough he felt a small trickle begin, before turning into a  full stream of pee as he sat on the ground next to Sam. It was an odd feeling, knowing that he was essentially pissing his pants, and yet he could feel the warm liquid being sucked away leaving behind a warm, padded touch. The feeling quickly spread, covering his whole crotch and making its way out to the side of his legs.

Sam watched as the Cartoon animals on Jackson’s diaper were quickly filled with a yellow background. “Hehehe, Jakey is peeing himself,” Sam laughed.

Jackson smiled back, feeling rather comfortable. It had been a day of firsts, and he liked each of these new additions. “Right, well I don’t know about you but I could use a drink” Jackson said, having finished wetting his fresh diaper.

“Haha, you liked it, didn’t you?” Sam asked in a teasing voice.

Jackson blushed as he got up, revealing a small bulge in the front of his diaper where his pee had soaked in. “Come on, kiddo. Don’t you want some juice or something”. He said as he tried to hide his face from Sam. He didn’t want to admit it out loud, but he was enjoying himself.

Sam followed Jackson into the kitchen as Jackson grabbed a bottle from the cabinet and hesitated before reaching for a glass. Sam saw the slight hesitation and smirked. He had gotten close with Jackson over the last couple weeks but he never really saw Jackson as someone to try new things, even though Jeff had insisted that Jackson was up for most anything.

“Maybe you could try one of my sippy cups?” Sam let out, “I- If you want to…”

Jackson paused, he had been thinking about it but it felt weird to him. Though he figured it would be nice to not worry about knocking his glass over, especially being on the floor and all. “Uh...yea...I guess I could try it”.

Sam smiled, “Yay! Teddy’s gonna be a baby with me!”

Jackson blushed harder, “No no no, I...I’m just…” he sighed, he figured that maybe a part of him was trying to destress, and Sam was the king of not having problems to worry about. He turned to open the fridge and poured some apple juice into the bottle and sippy cup, finishing off the container and putting the lids back on.

“Don’t worry, I won't say anything to Daddy,” Sam said happily as he grabbed his bottle and ran back to the room.

Jackson took a sip and struggled with the tip for a second before figuring out how it worked. The flow was a little lacking, but he figured that's just what keeps it from spilling everywhere. He walked back into Sam’s room with his cup and saw Sam look up and smile at him. He smiled back and took his seat on the floor, ready to get back to building his ship.

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Another hour went by before the two of them heard Jeff pull into the driveway and open the front door.

Jackson froze for a second, unsure of what to do. He obviously wasn’t going to hide his current state in time but he didn’t know what to expect from Jeff, or what he even hoped Jeff’s reaction would be.

“Well, hello you two…” Jeff said as he peaked around the doorway before freezing as he caught a glimpse of Jackson. “Oh, and what do we have here?”

Jackson blushed and tried not to look up at Jeff, unsure of how to respond.

“Daddy!” Sam screamed as he jumped up from the floor.

“Hi Champ,” Jeff said as he scruffed up his head. “Pee Yew, you smell, but I guess that's what happens when you behave like a little stinker, isn't it”. Sam blushed as he hugged Jeff. “Well, I guess I should get you out of...this,” Jeff said as he grabbed the front of Sam’s soggy diaper and gave it a massage.

Sam blushed as buried his head into Jeff, “Yes...please”.

“Come on then,” Jeff said as he started unbuttoning Sam’s pajamas and motioned towards the changing table.

Jackson started to get up off the floor, leaving the legos behind as they made their way over to the table but Jeff stopped him as he lifted Sam onto the changing station. “It's alright, kiddo. You keep playing with your toys”.

Jackson felt embarrassed, he didn’t really think about how Jeff would react to the diaper, but it seemed like he was loving it. He felt helpless and unsure of what to do.

“You sure you don’t want help? That one can be a handful," Jackson asked, trying to give an excuse to get up.

“I’m sure kiddo, you just let Daddy take care of his little boys”.

Sam laughed as Jackson’s face turned red. He hadn’t referred to Sam and him like that before, and he obviously was going to make something out of this, but Jackson tried not to think about it too much. Some days he envied that Sam had everything taken care of for him, and he could use a day like that for once.

Jackson watched from the floor as Jeff made quick work of cleaning up Sam’s messy diaper. Opening it up stunk up the room for a bit, but Jackson was just glad he wasn’t the one dealing with it. He tried to concentrate on the legos.

As both Jackson and Sam had expected though, Sam’s punishment was far from over even with the diaper now cleaned up. After Jeff had grabbed a clean diaper from the shelf, he set it down on the table before reaching over and grabbing the paddle that had been used on Sam a handful of times now. Sam let out a whimper. “I- I’m sorry daddy…”

“Oh, I know baby boy, I’m just gonna make sure that future you is sorry too…”

Sam rolled over on the table and lifted his butt in the air as expected, ready for the punishment he half expected, hoping that by cooperating he might be given a lighter spanking.

Jeff looked back at Jackson on the floor. “You look away baby boy, I don’t want you to have to see this,” he said with a smile that only caused Jackson to blush more. It gave Jackson the confirmation that he was certainly going to be treated on Sam’s level for the night...at least he hoped it would only be for the night.

*SMACK* *SMACK*

The all too familiar sound of the paddle landing on Sam’s bare ass echoed through the room, each followed by a small wince that Sam let out.

*SMACK* *SMACK* *SMACK*

Jackson tried not to think about it. He often could never finish out the punishment when he was the one giving it as Sam usually would be in tears, whether they were real or fake just to trick Jackson into stopping. But Jeff never let anything slide. He loved being in charge, and loved to see him and Sam in a helpless state under his control.

25 loud smacks later, Jeff finally hung the paddle back up and turned Sam over who was sobbing, tears rolling down his face.

“I-I-...I’m sorry daddy,” He cried.

Jeff said nothing as he lifted Sam’s legs into the air and proceeded to powder and diaper him. Jeff lifted Sam off the table and gave him a kiss on the head.

“Lets get the two of you in a cozy outfit” Jeff said, smiling as he looked down at Jackson.

Sam slowly made his way to the closet, tears still forming in his eyes as each step reminded him of his sour, red ass that strung with each movement.

“Ca-Can I have another footed PJ?” Sam asked between sobs.

“Of course baby,” Jeff said as he grabbed a blue one from its hanger and helped Sam climb into it.

Jackson sheepishly made his way over to the closet and stood behind Jeff, before hugging him from behind as he helped button Sam back up.

Jeff smiled and looked back at Jackson who looked lost. Jeff wasn’t sure what was going on with Jackson, and he wasn’t usually one for emotions but he could tell something was bothering Jackson. He smiled at Jackson before turning back to Sam.

“Alright, the last bit of your punishment is to go get the groceries from the car and clean up the kitchen,” Jackson told Sam.

“Bu- But it's Saturday Daddy…” Sam said as he wiped the tears from his eyes. He never had to do chores on the weekend before and wasn’t liking this part of the punishment, even though the soft padding did little to soothe his sore bottom.

“And?” Jeff said with a firm tone looking eyes with Sam.

“Yes Daddy…” Sam said as he walked out of the room.

Jeff turned back around to hug Jackson who was still holding on.

“How are you doing bud? Everything alright?” Jeff asked in a calm, reassuring tone.

“I’m- I’m having fun…” Jackson replied quietly.

Jeff let out a little laugh. “I can see that...how uh, how far you want to go with all of this?” He said as he saw both the bottle and the sippy cup out among the pile of legos, giving him enough to put together that one must have been Jackson’s. Jackson didn’t respond, he just squeezed a little tighter in his hug.

“Right, well Daddy’s always here for you...and you know the safe word” Jeff said as he gave one last tight squeeze before letting go. “So what does little Jacky want to wear?”

Jackson looked up at Jeff and smiled, “You pick Daddy”.

Jeff smiled as he pulled out a onesie and pulled it over Jackson's head before helping him fasten the buttons at the bottom before pulling out a pair of sweatpants.

“There's my cutie,” Jeff said as he looked down at Jackson.

Jackson smiled back.

Jeff made his way over to the changing station and opened the drawer underneath.

“I think you're just missing...this” Jeff said as he pulled out a pacifier and its clip from the drawer.

Jackson blushed, unsure of how to feel about it. Jeff made his way back over to Jackson and clipped it to his collar before giving Jackson a big kiss.

“I love you, kiddo”