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Three's a Crowd

Meeting up with the one who got away sure can be weird. Meeting up with the one who got away who has a new buff boyfriend is even worse. Until it suddenly isn'

SammyBoy: Hey, it's been a while. How've you been?

GrrreatTroy: Hi! I've been good.

SammyBoy: I've just gotten back in town and trying to find my feet.

GrrreatTroy: The new job didn't work out?

SammyBoy: It was fine until it wasn't. It's a bit of a long story.

GrrreatTroy: Ah. Sorry to hear, man. You don't have to share if you don't want to.

SammyBoy: Just a bit hard over the phone like this. Want to grab some dinner on Friday? Catch up? Sorry it's so last-minute.

GrrreatTroy: That sounds fun and I don't have any plans. Count me in : )

SammyBoy: Cool! My boyfriend's coming too. He's dying to meet you.

GrrreatTroy is writing a message

GrrreatTroy is writing a message

GrrreatTroy: Cool.

~*~

The tiger groaned with his forehead resting against the table.

"I brought you some coffee. I take it your morning meeting didn't go so well." Gary said, sitting down next to him. The badger had his lunchbox out already and was eating from it like the world had not just ended.

Troy glanced to his side before continuing his wallowing. His co-worker might not understand how serious this all was, talking about work of all things, but the tiger had a right to take his time to process this trauma. "It went amazing. Boss is thinking of promoting me."

"Then what's the problem?"

"Sam invited me to dinner next Friday."

"Isn't he the one that got away? I'd think you'd be happy."

"He's bringing his boyfriend."

"Ah... then why did you agree to meet him?"

"Because it's Sam. He asked and I accepted before he could say anything else. I was just so excited to see him."

"What happened between you two anyway?" Gary chuckled. "I know it was serious, but you never told me the story."

Troy shrugged, before sitting back. He sipped on the coffee. Three sugars and a lot of milk, just like he liked it. "We became friends in college. I had been guilted into attending a party and stuck to a corner all night. I was about to leave when Sam struck up a conversation. He was outgoing and had all the energy I did not. I admired that in him. He was so sociable and liked to be friends with everyone."

"Sounds like a good guy."

"It was why I fell in love with him. We moved to the city together and it was our first serious relationship. I was never happier than when I was living with him. Everything worked, except there were some issues we couldn't get passed."

"Like what?"

"He liked going out to bars and night clubs. Anything with a big crowd. His favourite nights were spent surrounded by friends he already liked and getting to know new people to become friends with. In college I tried to go along, but when I started my job I just didn't have the energy. When we did go out, I'd be left in a corner by myself and it'd make him feel bad. If we didn't go out, Sam would get restless and I'd feel bad. If he went out while I stayed home, we both felt bad about not spending time together. There was no way out of it. And then there was the other thing."

Troy diverted his gaze. He liked diapers and Sam could never get into them. They fooled around in other ways and Troy did not hate it, but it was less than what he needed. A lot of nights they did foreplay together and left each other frustrated. Sam was great at making teasing remarks to push Troy's buttons... but then failed to follow up on them. When they fought, it was usually over that. Sam felt hurt that his body was not enough for the tiger, while Troy just wished the German Shepherd would indulge him even a little in action instead of words. "Uhm... it's complicated, but basically, he didn't want to have a kid."

"That sucks. You'd never discussed it before you started dating?"

"We got together so gradually. The serious discussions did not happen until later."

Troy had not even admitted to his secret until they were talking about moving in together. It was such a big step that he thought the German Shepherd deserved to know before they got into something more serious. Sam had not understood, which should have been a red flag, but he expressed willingness to experiment. He just had not liked any of the experiments that had followed. He expressed multiple times that he thought Troy looked cute wearing his diapers, but also that touching those diapers was a turn-off for him.

"How did it end?"

"We were struggling and then Sam got offered a good job outside of the city. He was having trouble with the decision, but I didn't want to be responsible for holding him back. Our relationship was strained already and it did not need the added stress. We broke up amicably and promised to stay in touch."

"Have you?"

"We comment on each other's Instagram the rare few times we post something. I've tried to start a conversation with him a lot of times, but I never knew what to say. God, what did I get myself into agreeing to a whole dinner? I should just cancel."

"That sounds like a terrible idea. Remind me, how many boyfriends have you had since Sam?"

"Six." Troy said.

"And how many have gotten serious?"

Troy groaned.

"Each time you complain that they're not as something like Sam. You've built up a picture in your head that's too perfect. You need to talk to him and remind yourself that he's just a person. He was able to move on and so can you."

"I hate it when you make sense."

"I don't have any plans on Friday. If dinner really ends up bad, why don't you text me and I'll give you a call. You can have a good excuse to get out of it. But you owe it to yourself to at least try."

"Fine." Troy said. "But I can't promise I'll be nice."

~*~

Sam looked as handsome as Troy remembered. The German shepherd was wearing a light dress shirt and a blazer while he was chatting up the waitress. That fur looks so soft that Troy wanted to disappear in it. He wondered if it still smelled like orange blossom.

"Troy! I'm so happy you made it."

"It's good to see you." The tiger said, sitting down. The restaurant was fairly busy, with tables far too close to each other. The only reason you couldn't listen to a conversation in this place was because you could listen in on too many conversations at the same time. There were so many people. A huge crowd. Just like Sam preferred.

"Will just sent me a message that he's running late. I ordered drinks for us to start. Hope you still like a strawberry daiquiri."

"Sure do." Troy smiled. "I've been dying to try it out."

"You know you can just walk into restaurants like these whenever you want to get a drink, right?" The dog teased.

"What do you think I'm doing tonight?"

"You know what I mean. This restaurant has been here for ages. You've never taken anyone on a date here?"

"I mostly meet up at coffee places."

"Oh no." Sam said, his face turning dramatically serious. "So the first thing they learn about you is that you have horrible taste in coffee?"

"Better to scare them off in the beginning." Troy laughed. "How did you learn about this place?"

"A friend recommended it when I mentioned I was moving back here."

"So you're moving permanently?"

"Yeah. The job upstate was fun and all, but it was also pretty lonely. I missed a lot of things from the city. A lot of people too." Sam said, with an inviting smile. Troy looked into Sam's eyes and he had forgotten how easy it was for the dog to take his breath away. It used to be his favourite thing in the world to just lie on bed and stare into those eyes.

"Is that right?" Troy smiled.

"I've been applying for jobs in the area here for months and I finally got accepted. The move has been hell and I'm grateful Will has been so supportive."

Troy swallowed. Right. "He got a job here too?"

"He works as a writer for a website. They have an office in the city and he was easily able to switch locations."

"Do you like your new place?"

"It's just a few blocks from where we used to live together. I'm a bit of a sap for old memories like that. Do you still live nearby?"

"Never left our old apartment. Paying the rent by myself was a bit hard in the beginning, but I managed. My boss let me work overtime when I needed the extra cash. I still do it sometimes when I'm saving up for something expensive."

"I'm still sorry I left so suddenly and put you in that position." Sam said, his ears folding back.

"It's okay. We both agreed to it and I could have looked for a different apartment. I chose to stay."

Sam's phone buzzed. "Will's just around the corner. I'm going to help him find the place and I'll be right back."

Troy nodded. The evening was off to a good start. He was even getting the vibe for some reason that Sam wanted to get back together with him. Maybe he was introducing his boyfriend to make the tiger jealous? He could hope.

~*~

The wolf was absolutely gorgeous. His grey fur was styled and well taken care of. Not to mention the muscle. It was hard to believe he was a writer when he had a body like that.

"I kept trying to meet up with him in private to see if he was interested."

Sam laughed. "And I thought I had screwed up the party if he wanted to leave it. I just really wanted to do a good job."

"In the end, I managed to convince him that I was perfectly content and just wanted to talk somewhere we could actually understand each other."

"That was our first kiss." Sam smiled, leaning into the wolf's embrace.

"Quite a story." Troy said. "And you've been together ever since?"

"He's an easy guy to like." Sam said. "For instance, did you know that he did some freelance coding in Python?"

"That takes me back." Troy smiled despite himself. "My current work requires more Java skills though."

"I've been meaning to learn." Will said. "Maybe you could give me some pointers some time. I'm sure I can find some way to repay you. I hear you like to bake? I've got some family recipes."

"That sounds fun. I haven't really made anything in a while now. Not good for the diet when you're eating it all yourself."

"Haven't found someone else to share it with?"

"Just my co-workers and they don't want sugary foods every week either."

"Yeah, it's tough to meet other gay people when you're an introvert." Will said. "I'm the same. I tried internet dating for a while, but there weren't any connections. I had pretty much given up on meeting anyone until I ran into Sam."

"I'm not into everything you are, and you don't like being around people as much as I do, but I like to think we make it work." Sam said.

Troy swallowed. It sounded like he had found a way to compromise with Will where he had not been able to with Troy. That stung a little.

"So, what are these special interests?"

Will grinned as he leaned in closer and made sure nobody could overhear. "Let's just say that I sometimes like playing the part of a daddy for people too old to normally need one."

Troy's ears flushed red. "Oh... those kind of interests."

"I had some good friends to play with where we lived but we drifted apart."

"I don't suppose Sam's interested."

Sam snorted. "Are you kidding? Unlike someone else at this table, I am a fully-fledged adult."

"I'm wearing big boy undies like everyone else." The tiger said back automatically, sticking his tongue out.

The wolf let out a laugh.

"What?" Troy asked a little defensively. He really hoped he had not misunderstood. Or, god, maybe they were just messing with him.

"It's just. Of all the arguments you could have used, that one's easiest taken care of."

Troy's eyes widened and he had no idea what to say.

The waiter came over to serve them their main course and they stayed silent as they started eating. Sam and Wil meticulously cut off a portion of their dishes and placed it on each other's plates.

"Want to try anything of ours?" Sam asked.

Troy shook his head. "I'm fine with what I've ordered. I'm not a foodie like you."

"Really, Troy. You should be a little more adventurous."

"I know what I like." The tiger smiled.

Will grinned. "You should see the hipster places he pulls me to. There was this one spot that served an iced tea inside of a laminated tea box."

"Babe, it was delicious."

"I was laughing too hard to notice!"

Troy grinned. "Did he ever mention the orthodox bakery down at 92nd?"

"We do not talk about the orthodox bakery." Sam insisted.

Troy laughed, shaking his head. Troy had recovered plenty from the teasing and got read to pivot into their upcoming plans.

But then Will turned to him. "Need any help cutting your meat?"

"What?" Troy very much did not squeak, no matter what anyone around the table might claim.

"Just thought I'd offer."

Troy flushed and fumbled for his cutlery. He could do it himself, but there was something about the suggestion that he couldn't. It made him feel a lot warmer than he just had.

"So what are your plans for the upcoming weeks?" There. He had said it.

"Settling back in. We did all of the unpacking last weekend." Sam said.

"We missed a few boxes." Will said.

"I put those in storage."

"No, the ones we had in the hood of the car."

"Forgot about those."

"I know." Will shook his head, before turning to the tiger. "Could you pass the salt?"

"Yeah, course." Troy handed the shaker over.

"Thanks, kitten."

Troy's heart skipped a beat and he tried to resist squirming. This was his ex's new boyfriend. He really should not be letting himself get so affected.

"Hey, are you okay? I can stop it if it's bothering you." Will said and it made it all the more evident he was doing this on purpose.

"I-it's fine." Troy said. "You're just pushing some buttons that I'm not used to having pushed."

"Been a while, huh?"

"Haven't actually had someone talk to me like that in real life. Only fooled around with it online."

"Ah, that explains it. I'll tone it down."

Troy frowned.

"No need to throw a tantrum, kitten. I'm really fine either way."

"That reminds me." Sam said. "We watched the Clue movie a few weeks ago."

Troy chuckled. "You inflicted it on another innocent soul?"

"I enjoyed it." Will said. "Sam said he got the tip from you?"

"It's not much of a secret." Troy shrugged. "It's a cult classic after all."

"Troy was always pulling me to the cinema to watch vintage movies. A lot of it was crap, but he got the dorkiest smile on his face as he told me it was so much worse than I thought. I don't know where he keeps all that trivia."

"It was a time before pirating." Troy said. "And before I could vent about bad movies on Twitter."

"What's your media server like?" Will asked.

"Just a few external drives connected to Plex."

"I've been meaning to set something up, but I can't figure it out."

"Aren't you supposed to be in IT?" The tiger said.

"Hey, don't be so cheeky kiddo." Will said. "I specialise in fixing bugs in code other people wrote. That's a far thing from setting up my own media server."

"Sure, grandpa."

Will rolled his eyes. "You're not so old I can't pull you over my knee, you know?"

Troy's protest caught in his throat and he took a big sip of his daiquiri to try to regain his balance. He really should tell Will to stop teasing.

Maybe later.

~*~

"This chocolate-substitute is amazing." Sam said. "You have to try it."

"But you'll have to take some of this mint ice cream." Will said, before digging his spoon into his boyfriend's dessert.

"You're supposed to know mint isn't really my thing." Sam smiled, before swallowing a spoonful. "Oh my god."

"Knew you would like it."

"You know me so well." Sam gave the wolf a grateful little peck on the side of the wolf's muzzle.

Troy took another bite of his baklava. It was tasty. And at least one advantage of not having a boyfriend was not having to share his dessert with anyone. As he looked at the two furs across from him, there was not a single part that resented that advantage. Not even a small bit.

He finished the food and then checked his phone. He had made it without needing his colleague to bail him out. He was grateful for that much. "I should probably go. It's getting late."

"Already?" Sam asked. "This place is supposed to have a cappuccino to die for."

"You guys can stay. But I've reached my limit." Troy stood up as he motioned the restaurant around him. "The noise is starting to get to me."

"That's not good." Will said. "You should come with us to our apartment for some tea."

"Sam wanted the coffee."

"We can get the coffee another time." Sam said. "We're having so much fun. I love the crowd here, but I'd love it more to show you what we did with the place. Please? It would mean so much."

Troy's knees grew weak. It was hard to say no to those pleading puppy eyes. "I guess..."

"I'll settle the bill." Will said. "And then we'll go home for some tea. I'm sure we've got some kiddie flavours for you to pick from.

~*~

Troy let himself be led through the city. Sam had not been kidding when he had said their new apartment was close. It was just a fifteen minute walk from his own apartment. The building was a little nicer and there were some garage boxes behind the building for extra storage and parking. So deep in the city? Troy had thought those kinds of places were a myth.

The apartment was nice. It was a mix of second-hand furniture and personal trinkets that Sam had owned for ages. There was a Tardis lamp that had been with the dog so long that it featured prominently in pictures from Sam's childhood. There was a desk for work at home with a laptop set up and some documents. Part of Troy had been expecting an apartment that was as perfect as the couple in front of him, but instead it was a little messy. It felt like just any other home.

Above all else, it felt inviting.

Troy seated himself in a big comfortable lazy chair, leaving the couch for Sam and Will. He checked his phone again. He had sent a small update to his colleague that the night had not ended yet and he might need some help later after all.

"I'll put the kettle on." Will said.

"Don't burn the tea leaves." Sam said. "You keep saying I can't tell, but I can tell."

Will booped the dog's nose. "You can't tell. But I'll still keep to your silly instructions."

Troy chuckled. "You're still hung up on tea making?"

"It's important." Sam whined. "I imported that tea from Anhui and it does an disservice not to treat it with the proper respect it deserves."

"You can't actually tell the difference though."

"I can too!" Sam was pouting. "It's just really subtle and when I'm getting tested on it I get all flustered and confused and..."

"It's okay, babe." Will said, coming back from the kitchen. He was holding something that looked like a children's lunch box, Yu-Gi-Oh themed. He opened it up and showed that it had been partinioned into six sessions, each holding different flavours of tea. All of them were fruit-flavoured and clearly marketed towards toddlers. "I figured you might like one of these better."

Troy's face was flushing when he picked out the Pet Patrol Blueberry flavour.

"Great choice. With honey and sugar?"

"Yes, please."

"It's more fruit juice than tea the way you drink it."

"It's the way I like it."

Sam was about to respond when Will gave him a look on his way back to the kitchen. "Don't pick on the poor kitten. He has all the time to grow a more sophisticated pallet when he's older."

"Didn't help you anything." Sam rolled his eyes.

"I was a hopeless cause all along." Will was making noises in the kitchen, preparing their drinks. He came back a few minutes later. Troy had a cup with a single tea bag in it, while there was a fancy teapot on the table for Sam's specially imported blend. There was also a timer next to the pot, already counting up.

Troy's mug was red and shaped like Elmo's head. He felt something melt inside of him.

"I hope I haven't taken it too far." Will said, seeing Troy's expression. "It's been a while since I've flexed my daddy skills. Once I start, it's hard to know when to stop."

"No, it's fine." Troy said. Will was just trying to put him at ease. Sam had really landed a terrific guy. The wolf was not only perfect for Sam, he was also kind enough to think about Sam's ex during a dinner party that could have been extremely awkward. "It's just been a while since I've hanged around with people who knew, let alone were willing to tease like this. I'm not used to this kind of treatment anymore."

"I get what that's like." Will smiled. "I had some good friends and I was on caregiver duty at least once a week, usually for a full weekend once a month. But after they moved away, it's been hard to find people that I connect with, you know? It's either people who are sending crotch pictures as a greeting, or that can't even string two sentences together."

"Yeah." Troy could not help but smile. "There was one guy that told me six messages in that he expected me to fill a full-time slave position."

Sam groaned. "Those people are the worst."

"I've met worse people out clubbing with you." Will remarked.

"Yeah, but those don't count. They're drunk and very easy to get away from."

"Unlike a chat message." Will said. "Where you have to move your cursor all the way to the 'block' option."

Troy laughed. "There are some friendly meet-ups if you want to meet someone decent." Troy said. "They have this disco place they meet up with. It's too loud for me, but there are some decent guys there. Very friendly when I chatted with them. I'll add you to the Telegram group."

"That would be nice." Will said.

"It's not a very active group. It's mostly to manage some logistics around their real-life meetings. Oh, and they keep track of people's birthdays and congratulate each other with some teasing. But at least it will get you updated on the next meeting."

Will smiled. "It'll take a while to find someone nice, but it's nice to get the help to get started. It's been so long since I've had a playdate with someone. At least you can wear without a daddy. There's not much for me to do without someone to take care of."

Troy chuckled. "Well, it's not that fun for me if I have to put them on myself. It's been ages since I've worn."

"What are we talking here? Weeks? Months?"

Troy had to wrack his brain. "Last time was to take some pictures for this promotion event for ABU." Troy said. "I thought it was a nice excuse to pad up."

Will's jaw dropped. "That was the anniversary event. Four years ago."

"Really?" Troy let out a sigh. "Guess it's been that long then."

"You're a little kitten and you haven't worn in four years? That's basically a crime." Will said. "How have you managed to pretend to be a big cat for that long?"

That heat in Troy's chest was building again. He blamed it on the tea. "I play a lot of games to keep me distracted."

"Oh, I found this amazing co-op game that we should play." Sam said. "It's gotten raving reviews. And it's for ages four and up, so Troy might just squeak by."

Troy swallowed. It was one thing when the wolf teased him, but his ex-boyfriend joining in was getting a bit too much. He lifted himself up. He needed a small break to collect his thoughts. "Can I use your bathroom?"

"I don't know." Will smirked. "I've heard rumours that you haven't had the proper training yet."

"I meant... 'may I use the bathroom?'" Troy's face was red.

"I'm not sure I'm able to give you that permission without losing my daddy card." Will shrugged. "Maybe if I hold your hand during to make sure you're okay and the scary potty monster doesn't get you."

Troy had to hide his face in his paws. It felt like his face was burning up. "Seriously?"

"You know, we could just kill some birds with one stone." Will said. "I have some diapers here that will fit you."

Troy's heart skipped a beat.

"Would you like me to put you in one?"

Troy's heart flatlined. He dropped his hands from his face. He was far too stunned to deal with any of this. He turned to Sam, who had to have a problem with his new boyfriend suggesting this.

"It's a lot better than having a puddle on the floor." Sam simply said.

Will slowly walked over, putting one of his strong hands on Troy's shoulder. "I know it's been a while for you. It's okay to say no. I can stick to teasing if that's what you'd prefer."

But Troy did want more. Every time the wolf spoke, Troy felt safe. He also felt smaller than he had in years. Probably not since he had spoken about his fantasies with Sam and they had agreed to experiment together.

"I-it's really okay?" Troy asked. He was not sure his emotional state would be able to handle it if they said no now.

"Come on." Will said. "I think you're long overdue some kitten treatment."

Troy nodded slowly. "O-okay."

Will smiled. "I've got my things in the guest room." He took Troy's wrist and guided him along to an extra room. It just had a single bed and some boxes.

Troy stood frozen as Will opened several boxes, looking for something. And then one of the boxes was opened and he saw what was unmistakably the infantile plastic covering of a diaper bag. Will smiled contently and then made his way back to Troy.

"It's okay." Sam said. He was right behind the tiger, gently rubbing his back. "We've got you."

Will kneeled in front of Troy and started undoing his belt.

"I can take it off myself..."

"I'm sure you're big enough, kitten." Will said. "But I'm already done." He undid the button and zipper, sliding the jeans down the tiger's legs. "Hold onto my shoulder and lift your little footsie."

Troy tried not to die from embarrassment as his pants were taken off and he stood in front of his ex-boyfriend and a relative stranger in just his black boxers.

"Lie down."

Troy found it hard to move. But Sam was giving him a little nudge, guiding him towards the bed. Will was pulling things out of the box with diapers in them and Troy was feeling far too overwhelmed.

Sam would be walking out any second now. Because this was not something he liked. Yet he was still sitting at the head of the bed, letting Troy use his legs as a pillow, his paws gently petting Troy's fur. Those soft paws caressing him was so familiar. And yes. Sam still smelled of orange blossom.

Will sat down between Troy's legs, putting a very crinkly lump of padding on Troy's belly. He could feel the plastic exterior, could even smell the scent. He knew that if he opened his eyes that it would be a diaper. But opening his eyes was beyond his capabilities at the moment.

"It's okay, little kitten." Sam said. "We've got a special protector for you!"

Troy could feel something soft on his chest and he instinctively wrapped his arms around it. It was a plushie and it was the thing that finally made Troy open his eyes again. It was a fluffy dog with a goofy face on it.

"That's Spot." Will said. "And his specialty is putting little cubs at ease. Is it working?"

Troy nodded.

Will rubbed Troy's thighs gently. "Spot always does the trick. And otherwise, there's one more trick up our sleeves."

"Oh yeah." Sam said. He rummaged through some things on the bed to find a pacifier. It was baby blue and had the typical paw mark of Blue's Clues on it. Sam pushed it against Troy's lips.

Troy started sucking on it immediately. He wasn't sure he was able to speak before, but this gave him an excuse not to try.

"Let's get this taken care of." The wolf said. He tugged Troy's underwear away.

His exposed crotch was supposed to be embarrassing. And part of Troy was embarrassed. He fidgeted a little as that part of him was growing and he had to fight the urge to push his paws down and cover himself.

"Nothing I haven't seen a million times before." Will said. "Remember, you're just a little kitten. This is normal. No need to be embarrassed about this, right?"

Sam nuzzled at Troy's forehead. "Babies aren't embarrassed when they get changed either, are they?"

No. Troy steadied his breathing. He was just a little kitten. And little kittens did not get embarrassed.

The diaper was folded out and placed under his bottom. It felt so familiar and right, in a way that boxers never did. He could feel a few puffs of baby powder. It travelled to his nose and he could not believe how much he had missed this. He could not believe he had managed to last four years without it.

Sam's paw had slipped into Troy's shirt, rubbing directly on his chestfur. "What a good boy."

The diaper was taped up and Will thoroughly checked that it was secure before giving the okay.

Everything felt right in a way that it had not for a long time. But the emotional rollercoaster had also exhausted Troy. His eyes were heavy and it was hard to move away from the bed. He just wanted to lie there forever, Sam's paw on his chest, Will's strong paws petting his thighs.

"Seems our little kitten's a bit sleepy." Will noted. He checked his watch. "And it's later than I thought it was. We should cut our evening short."

Sam yawned, as if on cue. "Yeah, bedtime wouldn't be the worst idea."

Troy thought about waking himself up enough to walk home. He did not want to do that. But he did not want to be so selfish to ask to stay the night. Not when he had already gotten so much.

"Guess we're having a sleepover." Sam said.

And Troy beamed with joy.

"Come on, cutie." Will said. He was leaning over Troy. "Give me a hug."

Troy was not sure what was happening, but he did as told, putting his arms around Will's neck.

Will drew back and lifted Troy right up off the bed, one paw on Troy's back and one under his padded bottom. Dang, the wolf was strong. That muscle was not just for appearances. Will carried him to the next room, which looked like the master bedroom. Troy was placed down there and pet and cuddled by Will while Sam brushed his teeth. And then they switched positions, never letting Troy be alone.

Will only needed Troy to sit up for a moment, while he removed the rest of the tiger's pesky adult clothes.

Before Troy knew it, the three of them were in the bed under the covers. Troy was in the middle, the little spoon for Will, while Will's arm reached all the way to Sam's waist to pet him. Sam had a little distance from Troy, but not much. The dog's mouth was close enough that Troy could feel his breath. He looked happy, smiling to Troy and Will in turn.

Troy would have immediately fallen asleep, but there was one problem. The tea had been working and the problem of his full bladder had not been solved yet. He squirmed a little. Because all of this was perfect and he did not want to ruin it. Sam would not like it if he actually used his diapers. He did not want Sam to go away.

"It's okay." Sam said softly. "I know what you need to do. It's okay."

"That's why we put them on you, silly." Will whispered into Troy's ear. He was holding tightly onto Troy, letting him know there was no escaping to the bathroom for a different kind of release. His paw moved from Sam to gently rest on the padding. "It's okay."

And Troy believed them. And so he did not just wet himself. He let himself go into the little space he so often denied himself. And he let the urges go. It was not that he had to relieve himself and he was choosing to wet his diaper. He was not paying attention to his bladder at all and then it just happened.

Will nuzzled into his neck. "Good kitten."

Sam was smiling with his eyes closed. Still there.

Because it really had been okay.

~*~

It was hard to tell when he stopped dreaming. He was so used to waking up alone in his bed, the image of Sam still echoing in his head. So when he opened his eyes and the dog was in front of him, he was convinced he was still asleep.

"Hey." Sam whispered.

Troy smiled. "Hey."

The curtain was open just half an inch, letting a tiny shiver of sunlight fall over the bed. Sam had moved his covers behind him, giving the tiger a full view of the dog's body. He was only wearing red boxers and they looked far too tight on him. The sheath was so clearly visible, hugged against his body and begging to be played with. Troy felt himself harden, getting confused when his own underwear felt too tight. When moving his body caused crinkling between his legs.

Everything came storming in at once. Troy's face heated up as he realised his position. As he felt the wolf's breathing against his back. The wolf's arm around his body. He had been intending to survive a night with his ex, and had instead ended up in this position where he had taken advantage of the couple's kindness. They had had too much to drink and Troy should have been responsible and stopped it all before the couple did anything they would regret.

Sam reached his head forward and nuzzled Troy's nose. "Hope you slept well. I'm going to make some pancakes."

"With chocolate chips?"

"I was thinking of healthy buckwheat pancakes with flax seeds, but I can add some chocolate to yours. I only have the fake kind of chocolate in the house though, so you'll just have to deal with that."

Troy nodded. It was so surreal. It was just like years before, when he woke up next to Sam and they playfully bickered over breakfast. Except this time he was wearing his special underwear and Sam's boyfriend was in the bed with him.

A boyfriend that was now snuggling closer. The wolf's muzzle got close to Troy's ear. "I don't know how he can get up so early."

"Sam's always been weird like that." Troy said. "He's somehow immune to bed gravity."

"I'm sure he'll call us when he's ready." The wolf's paw slipped down to Troy's crotch, gently squeezing the padding. "Is it just me or is this a little wetter than yesterday evening?"

Troy swallowed. "I might have had another... accident." He had woken up just long enough to realise he was protected enough that he could safely wet the bed.

"It's a good thing we took precautions then."

"I wouldn't have... if I wasn't wearing..."

"It's okay, cutie." The wolf nuzzled the back of Troy's neck. "I'm sure you're a very big boy when I'm not around to check."

"Yeah." Troy said.

"I'm just happy you got to be enough at ease here to let it happen. No need to put so much effort in while you're here. You can just relax and act like the cub I know you really are inside."

Troy felt himself getting warmer again.

"I'm almost done!" Sam called out.

"We'd better get out there." Will said. He got up from the bed and held out his paw. "Come on, kitten. That diaper has room for another wetting and we shouldn't let the pancakes get cold, now should we?"

Troy took the wolf's paw and allowed himself to be pulled up. He thought that would be the end of it, but the wolf kept holding hands, leading him to the kitchen table. He pulled out the chair and helped Troy sit down.

The wolf moved over to Sam and gave him a small peck on the top of his back. The dog was cooking in just his underwear and an apron, focussed on flipping pancaked out of a pan. "I've just finished Troy's. Why don't you bring it to him?"

"Don't mind if I do." Will said. He grabbed the bright plastic plate and placed it in front of the tiger, together with some toddler cutlery. The bright green plastic around the handles looked so humiliating. And then Will borrowed them to cut up the pancakes.

"I can do that myself, you know."

"Nope. Like you said yesterday, you were a fully-fledged adult only because you were wearing big boy pants." He gave a pointed look down at the tiger's diaper. "You're not anymore, so we're not going to treat you like a big boy." Will put the cutlery in front of him. "Simple as that."

Troy had to hide behind his paws. It felt like his face was burning up.

Sam chuckled. "It almost looks like even this is too difficult for him, Will. Maybe you'll need to feed him."

"Sure. I can make airplane sounds, or play the boat game, or the car that needs parking."

Troy was pretty sure he would die if he was fed his breakfast by his ex's new boyfriend. So he immediately grabbed the fork and started eating.

"Slow down, kiddo." Will said. "And don't forget to thank the chef."

"Th-thanks Sam. It's really good."

"Glad to hear it, kitten." Sam said. "I'm also done with the grown-up pancakes." He brought two more plates to the table, white porcelain for them, and they started eating. "I knew I should have picked up those organic blueberries from the Farmer's Market. They would have worked so well."

Troy had missed Sam's cooking. As much as he liked baking, he had a very limited range of recipes for responsible food. If he were at home, he would have put some Eggo waffles in the toaster and called it a day. This tasted fresh and filling and good. He could taste the love in every bite.

"You've outdone yourself, babe." Will said. "That really hit the spot."

"It's the freshly ground cinnamon that really finishes the dish."

The wolf smiled, before heading to the fridge.

"I can get you real chocolate for next time." Sam said.

"It's okay." Troy said. "I can't really tell the difference."

"That's ridiculous." Sam said.

Will put a glass of orange juice beside him.

"Thanks, honey. Now Troy, I need to get serious for a moment. I know that real chocolate tastes different. The only way you wouldn't be able to tell is if you normally only bought the really cheap stuff..." The dog brought a paw to his forehead. "Oh god, don't tell me?"

"Guilty as charged." Troy laughed.

And then there was a baby bottle in front of him.

"Apple juice, right?"

"Yeah." Troy said. "Th-thanks."

"Need me to feed you?"

"I think I can... I can manage." Troy stammered. He reached out for the bottle and carefully wrapped his lips around the teat.

"Oh well. There's always next time." The wolf sat down, a glass of milk in his hand.

The two kept chatting, like Troy was not there drinking out of a baby bottle, wearing a wet diaper and constantly being told he was a little kitten. Their conversation was drifting to the background, because Troy was trying not to sink through the floor as the baby bottle made more noise than it should. He wanted his drink, but when he sucked too hard it got too loud and Sam and Will would glance at him with a playful grin. Troy was so happy the bottle was almost finished.

He felt the pressure in his bladder and he was in no state to do anything other than immediately let go. The warmth spread across his crotch, making the padding swell further. It just kept going and Troy doubted he would be able to stop it. He knew there was a chance it would leak and that would be horrifying. But it was not like he had a choice. Little kittens have no control over their accidents.

He carefully reached down and checked that nothing had run past the leg guards. He had to breathe a sigh of relief when he realised it was still safe. The padding felt completely soaked though. He was not sure how close to the limit he had gone, but he was sure it had been a close call.

"Looks like our little kitten finished his bottle." Will said. "What a good boy."

"If I knew it could be so easy for you to get your vitamins, I would have put your juice in baby bottles ages ago. Maybe packed you your baby bottle for work too, in case you had a chance to sneak off and enjoy it there."

Troy whimpered involuntarily. That mental image was more than he could handle right now.

Will walked over and reached between the tiger's legs, his paw on the diaper without any chance for Troy to cover himself up. "Had another accident, kitten?"

"I really thought he was house-broken." Sam said. "My mistake."

"This little kitten is just really good at pretending he's big." Will said. "But that all drops away as soon as we put him in some proper underwear, isn't that right?" The wolf squeezed the diaper and it made the wet padding rub against Troy's crotch. He had already been growing hard and the rubbing just made it worse.

"I am big..." Troy said, though mostly he was just enjoying the playful teases. An erection would be a bit of an issue if he was getting another change, but that would be too good to be true. They had already indulged Troy so much. Everything had been fun. And if he was told to take a shower now, where he would take care of himself real quick, it was more than fair.

"I have the proof you're not right here in my paw, kitten." Will said. "You know how long it's been since I've touched a soaked diaper? You know how nice I think it feels?" The wolf stood up straight again, revealing the growing bulge in his boxers. "This is all the proof I need to know that you're a good little kitten."

Troy's mouth dropped. It had been one thing to see the wolf in his underwear, but this was too much for him to handle. He could practically see the erection itself. It looked so tightly confined there, like it was just begging to be free.

"Looks like the kitten is in the mood for another bottle." Will said. He slowly rubbed at his arousal, only hidden with a thin layer of fabric.

Troy had to swallow. He looked to Sam. Surely this could not be happening. Surely this was some kind of mistake and Sam would put a stop to this. But Sam just grinned. "He's always had such difficulty resisting a nice bottle. And yours is one of the nicest, I'll admit."

Will chuckled.

Troy did not know what to say. Of course he wanted this. The way the wolf had been treating him, Troy's mind wanted to do nothing but obey him. But surely it couldn't be right.

Will stopped rubbing himself. "I told you before that you can tell us to stop if we're taking things too far. Are you okay? You've gone kind of silent."

"W-would it... would it really be okay?" Troy asked, looking to Sam.

"Yeah." Sam said. "It's okay."

Troy looked back to the wolf. This might ruin things between Troy and Sam. This might make it impossible for there ever be a normal friendship between them. But it was hard to think with all the blood in his body between his legs, and with the wolf's cock so close he could smell the pre. God, how he wanted to taste it.

Troy nodded.

The wolf grinned, grabbing Troy's paw again and leading him back to the bedroom. "Crawl on the bed, kitten."

Troy did not hesitate for long. He reached out with his paws and then crawled onto the bed. He could feel the gravity shift on his diaper, the heavily soaked padding drooping between his legs. He was painfully hard already. And that problem only got worse as Will walked around the bed to get to Troy's muzzle, discarding his underwear along the way.

The wolf's cock was poking out of his sheath and it looked breath-taking. He stared, his mouth open, as Will gently stroked himself and coaxed more of his length out. Troy could not help but lick his lips. He could do nothing but keep his mouth open as Will got on the bed, supporting himself with his knees as he pushed his excitement into Troy's mouth.

With practiced ease, Troy started exploring. His tongue moved over every piece of the dick's skin that he had been allowed access, explored every crevice and vein, noting with every pass how Will moaned and gasped at the treatment. Troy's feline tongue was rough, but he had long learned to compensate for that. He passed gently over Will's sensitive tip, before using more force to stimulate the sides.

"Damn, he really is good at this." Will said.

"Told ya." Sam said, from somewhere behind Troy.

It made Troy stumble for just a second, his expertise forgotten as he realised that Sam had been watching. His face flushed as he imagined what it looked like, his soaked diaper on display for his ex-boyfriend. He instinctively tried to hide his padding with his tail, with limited success.

Will pulled out his dick during the distraction, panting loudly. His cock was throbbing, and now that Troy could see it again he was desperate to keep going. After all that work, he wanted his creamy reward. He moved his head forward, only to have Will stop him with a single finger pressed against his nose.

"I know you're only a little kitten, but us grown-ups have learned how to share. Turn around now."

Troy swallowed, before doing as he was told. Turning around while staying on all fours was challenging, but he had to be careful with the leak risk between his legs anyway. When he could see Sam, he thought he would faint. He had been expecting the dog to be tolerating the scene. Indulging them both. But he found Sam just as naked as the wolf, just as erect. And god, that dick looked exactly like Troy remembered it.

He still did not know exactly what was going on, but at the moment he did not care. He had come to see Sam, had been seduced by Will along the way, but right now he was just desperate to feel someone's seed in his muzzle. He crawled forward as far as he could go, to the edge of the bed, but he was still not tasting what he wanted.

Sam looked amused, keeping his member just out of reach, but a hunger in his eyes that told Troy that it was not easy for him to play the part of the dominant in control. Sam wanted more. And Troy had become very good over the years in knowing what Sam wanted, before giving it to him. He whined, begging for Sam's cock, letting every bit of his desperation show on his face.

"You little babies really can't be a moment without your bottle, can you?"

It made Troy's face flush, but it was hard to think when Sam's perfect dick was now resting on his tongue. He needed no time to explore. He knew exactly which buttons to push. He knew from experience that he could make the dog cum in under a minute if he really set his mind to it. But that would be like going to an expensive restaurant and wolfing down the dishes. For all that Troy was ambivalent about fancy food, there was nothing more satisfying to him than coaxing out someone's pre and savouring it.

He reached up his paws to massage Sam's thighs.

"Paws down, kitten." Will said.

Troy was not sure why it was needed, but he did as told.

He found out only seconds later, as he felt Will body approach on the bed, getting between Troy's legs. Will put a paw under the diaper and squeezed, and Troy's resulting gasp almost made him lose focus on his current task. There was something indescribable about feeling the wet padding squeezed around his erection, wet because of his own childish accidents. He almost lost his balance and it was only his front paws that kept him from collapsing. But he was a good kitten. And he was going to make sure Sam was taken care of before he let himself be distracted by his own needs or the heart-stoppingly arousing sounds of crinkling.

Even as Will traced that paw along the diaper to the tailguard, even as Will wormed a finger past the protection until it was firmly pressed against Troy's tailhole, even as Will's finger turned out to be already lubricated and it kept pushing. It entered easily into Troy, as submissive as he was feeling at the moment. And while the diaper squeeze had been amazing, it was this that had him releasing a spurt of pre into his padding.

Will's finger kept moving, in and out of his entrance. Troy could feel his whole body warming up, starting to tingle all over. Even as his muzzle pleased Sam, he could not help but release whimpers and moans. He literally could not help it. His body was responding on its own. Was that supposed to happen? He was normally so quiet during sex, only making sounds deliberately to communicate it was feeling nice. Was sex just... was sex normally supposed to feel this good?

Will's finger retreated and Troy wanted more. He arched his back and spread his legs apart, humping air and itching to have the wolf's fingers inside of him again. He could not have been happier when he felt pressure against his tailhole again. Only to gasp in surprise as he realised that Will's finger had been replaced with his cock.

Troy's dick strained against his diaper. Being fucked while diapered had been a life-long fantasy. With every movement the wolf made, the crinkling of his padding was reinforcing the idea that Troy was just a little kitten and his daddy was going to have his fun no matter what the tiger thought about it. But not in his wildest imagination had he ever thought he would be lucky enough to be sucking a perfect cock while it happened.

He tried to relax. He tried to let the wolf in as completely as possible. It should not have been possible. Whenever Sam had tried mounting him, Troy had to spend hours getting himself ready with progressively larger toys, trying his best to get in the proper mindset. And even then it was an exercise of patience as Sam slowly penetrated and got Troy used to the feelings.

None of that was needed for the wolf. Will was slow as he slid inside Troy, but persistent. Inch by inch, Troy felt himself be filled up with the wolf's cock, until he was fully in and the knot could be felt applying its pressure.

"Fuck, that's hot." Sam said.

Troy could feel the tell-tale signs of Sam's orgasms building, much faster than it was supposed to with what Troy was doing. There would be no stopping it now, and that was fine. Troy stepped up his actions. For some reason Will had stopped, and it allowed Troy to focus on Sam. At least, as far as that was possible with a wolf's cock hilted inside of him.

"F-fuck..." Sam moaned. He got his paws on the back of Troy's head, like he was afraid the tiger would pull away.

Troy kept at it, and within seconds Sam's building orgasm was pulled out explosively. The salty seed coated Troy's mouth as pulse after pulse of it was released. God, Troy had missed the unique taste of it. Not a single hint of bitterness, which Sam attributed to his diet. Whatever it was, Troy was loath to swallow and cut the experience short. He tugged the final bits or seed from Sam's dick and then relaxed his mouth, letting Sam pull out.

"I really needed that." Sam said. His paw was still on the back of Troy's head and he started using it to pet the tiger. "What a good little kitten."

Troy purred softly, moving his head with the paw. He would be satisfied staying like that for hours. But after just a few seconds, Sam moved away. His erection was even more beautiful than before, shiny from being coated in Troy's saliva. Sam smiled as he moved out of the room.

"Are you ready to be a good kitten for me too?" Will asked.

Troy nodded enthusiastically.

Will retreated and then thrust back in. It was amazing how much of the air was knocked out of the tiger, even at such a slow pace. He breathed heavily through his nose, keeping his cum-filled mouth closed.

"Are you okay?"

Troy nodded fiercely, whimpering and begging for more. He was moving his own hips, showing Will that the tiger was more than willing to take charge if Will was going to be so slow about it. It made the wolf chuckle, before adjusting his position and taking a firm grasp on the tiger's tail. His next thrusts were anything but slow, anything but gently. Troy felt overwhelmed by the intensity, but the hypnotic crinkling of his padding centred him. With the ferocity that Will was forcing himself inside of Troy, his diaper kept moving back and forth too, soaked padding rubbing back and forth over his trapped erection.

Will slowed down, audibly out of breath. "You're such a good kitten."

"Only one thing would make him better." Sam said.

Troy looked at the dog. He had not noticed when Sam had returned. But he was standing in front of Troy right now, a pacifier in one paw and a plushie in the other.

Troy's eyes widened, his face flushing. Out of surprise he opened his muzzle slightly, and some of the cum leaked out.

Sam chuckled. "You really are such a tiny little kitten. Just a few moments without something to suck on, and you're already drooling. Let's fix that." He pushed the pacifier into Troy's mouth.

Troy was getting dizzy, the blood normally reserved for his brain rushing elsewhere. He meekly sucked on his pacifier, feeling smaller than he ever had in his whole life. Sam put the plushie under Troy's chest, and Troy reached down to cuddle it. He buried his face into the plush, realising full well the position he was now in. He was a little baby with his diaper raised for daddy's 'inspection'. He was the wolf's bitch, presenting his tailhole for breeding. It ought to be impossible to feel like both at the same time. Yet here Troy was.

Will leaned over the tiger, his paws on Troy's shoulder now. Troy could tell the wolf was repositioning himself again, and that this time he would have a lot more traction. That feeling was confirmed when the wolf continued the mounting, twice as fast as before.

Troy moaned around the pacifier. More cum threatened to leak around it, but with the pacifier's guard he was able to get it back into his muzzle before it would be a problem. He did not think his face could get any redder, but it did at the realisation that he really did need his pacifier while being fucked.

Time passed without any indication it was happening. Troy's senses were overloaded and he had no way of telling whether it had been minutes since they had begun or hours. At first he could estimate, based on the amount of cum still in his muzzle. But then the cum was fully swallowed before he realised it had happened. There were no clear memories when he had been able to start panting around his pacifier without worrying about leaks.

Will stopped again and Troy wondered what other surprises were in store for him. Nothing too special, this time. Just Will stopping because he wanted to slowly push the knot in.

Fuck.

Troy bit down on the pacifier. It felt like he might pass out. But then suddenly the knot was inside of him, his tailhole aching and shrunken around the dick's base. But Troy just felt pride. Because he'd been able to take care of daddy like a good kitten.

"I can't believe that worked." Will said, breathing heavily. "It feels so good, kitten."

Yes. Definitely pride.

"Careful now." Will gently placed his paws under Troy's armpits and then lifted him up until the tiger could support himself on his knees. A daunting task considering how weak his knees felt. Will guided them as they shuffled to the head of the bed, all the while tied together. Sam prepared a bunch of pillows and when Will finally sat down, supported by pillows, it was more comfortable than Troy had imagined it could be while mounted on a knotted cock. Of course, Troy had the fluffiest pillow of them all, the wolf himself.

"Do you like sitting in daddy's lap?" Will asked with a grin.

Troy's face had settled in afterglow, but it only took one comment to get him back to flushing and whimpering.

"I'll take that as a yes." The wolf's paw went over Troy's padding. "And there's one little kitten here who hasn't gotten his reward yet."

Troy swallowed, hugging his plushie tighter. The wolf only gave a few rubs, before he removed his paw. He stretched it and shook it a little. Apparently the angle wasn't good enough or the mounting had done more of a number on the wolf than he had let known.

"We can wait." Troy said. It came out a little slurred around the pacifier and he couldn't believe how small he sounded because of it.

"Look at the little kitten, pretending he's big and can wait. You honestly telling me you can be patient like a big boy?" To punctuate the point, the wolf gave another squeeze of the padding.

When Will retreated the paw, Troy automatically humped the air, whining when that shifted the knotted cock inside of him.

"So daddy's going to give you special permission." Will said. He reached for the diaper's top tapes and undid them, creating enough room to reach inside of the diaper and move Troy's dick into the open. He gave it a gentle squeeze. "Why don't you show daddy how much you've enjoyed all the attention today?"

Troy hesitantly reached down and wrapped his paw around his penis. He was so hard and so horny and he wanted nothing more than to rub himself until completion. But it still felt weird just doing that in front of someone else. Will was looking over his shoulder and licking his lips at the prospect of watching. Troy might have imagined it, but he thought he could feel another spurt of cum coating his insides. He probably imagined it. Canines were supposed to slowly come once knotted.

And then there was Sam, who had been nakedly watching. Troy had been shameless in his diapered enjoyment of their company that night. It had been amazing. And now Troy was the only one who still needed to come. He was already in their apartment. In their bed. Right in the middle of their relationship. He was not sure why it was at that moment that he felt selfish, but it was something about pleasuring himself while they would wait for him to be done.

"Don't worry, little kitten." Sam said, crawling onto the bed. He positioned himself so that their heads were at the same height, rubbing his semi-erect dick back into readiness. "I understand it must be very confusing for a baby like you. Just look at what I'm doing and copy me."

Sam started stroking himself, going deliberately slow. Troy blushed deeply, before he started to mimic the dog.

"That's it! What a good kitten, getting it right straight away." Sam sped up a little, encouraging Troy to do the same.

The faster Troy went, the more his diaper crinkled and the faster Troy wanted to go. He was still filled with unease at the sounds, but Sam just kept smiling at him, looking fine with everything.

And then Sam pulled out the pacifier and set aside the plushie. Troy thought it was only fair. His little side had never been Sam's thing and...

Sam closed the distance between them and kissed Troy. Oh. That's why the other items had to go.

Troy could feel Sam's tongue inside his mouth, as they lapped at each other passionately. Troy realised that as much as he'd missed Sam's cock, he'd missed his kisses more.

"God..." Sam moaned, pulling back slightly from the kiss. "You really are such a tiny baby. I came once already, but still I'm going to beat you."

Troy wanted to ask a follow-up, but Sam pushed his muzzle forward as soon as he was done talking. And it became obvious seconds later when Troy felt the strands of canine seed shooting over his belly fur.

Troy started pawing more furiously. He could still fill Will's cock filling up his backside, Will's breath against his neck, Sam's tongue inside his muzzle and now Sam's seed on his body. Troy grasped his wet diaper with his free hand, reminding himself that he'd been a little kitten who had soaked his padding through his accidents. So little that he had needed an adult to show him how to pleasure himself. Which he was only allowed to do because daddy had so thoroughly pleasured himself with Troy's body first that he had gotten special permission.

Troy moaned, almost blacking out as his dick exploded. Thick strays of feline semen joined Sam's coating on his tummy.

"That was one pent-up kitten." Will smirked. His paws had been holding tightly onto Troy's waist for a while now, but now they started gently petting at Troy's thighs.

"But we know exactly how to take care of one of those." Sam said. "Okay, now I really need a shower." He got off the bed and reached behind his body. He pulled a buttplug out of his tailhole. No wonder he had been able to come a second time, the cheat.

"Enjoy." Will said. "I'm sure we can keep each other company." The wolf wrapped his arms tightly around the tiger.

And Troy let himself enjoy the cuddling in his post-orgasmic bliss. He was still confused and getting rid of his horny mood had only made it clearer how many questions still remained. But it felt nice to be taken care of like this and it was a feeling he had sorely missed. He was going to enjoy it as long as it lasted.

~*~

After Sam got back from his shower, Will made an attempt to get the knot out. It had softened considerably, but with Troy's submissiveness diminished, it was hard to relax his tailhole enough to make the room.

"Put more of an effort in, kitten." Will said, sternly. "If I'm not out in two minutes, you're getting a hit from the paddle for every extra second it takes."

With a comment like that, it took no time at all. It really was lucky that Troy was diapered, because it did take him close to ten minutes more before he stopped leaking Will's cum out of his ass. Time which was spent waiting for his daddy in the bathroom.

Will had taken him along to the bathroom and had made him sit down on the lid of the closed lid of the toilet. "That's the only way a little kitten like you knows how to use that thing anyway."

He got to watch through the glass shower stall as the wolf soaped himself up and washed off. When the wolf was done fifteen minutes later, he towelled himself dry and then checked the time.

"I'd offer to help, but I have a bit of work to get to. Stand up."

Troy did as told.

Will untaped the diaper and balled it up. "Oof, didn't realise just how much you soaked it until I got to hold it in my paws. I'm not trusting you around us in big boy undies ever again."

Troy did not think he could get more embarrassed standing naked in front of a wolf he had only met yesterday, but boy did Will have ways of pushing his buttons.

"There's a towel under the sink and you can use whatever soap's already in the shower."

Troy nodded, padding over to the stall and closing it. The idea of getting any privacy evaporated when he realised that Will had left the bathroom door completely open as he left.

Troy turned on the faucet and disappeared under the warm water. A night out with his ex and the ex's new boyfriend had gone completely differently than he had ever imaged it would. He had enjoyed himself thoroughly, but he wondered if he would want to repeat the experience.

Will was fun and dominant and pushed all of Troy's buttons. Troy became weak like putty within the wolf's capable paws, and it was only a matter of time before that became more affection than Sam would approve of. Not to mention that his love for Sam had never gone away, and being around him was an addicting torture.

Will had mentioned looking for a boy and it seemed like he had his eye on Troy. That much was clear. It was clear neither Sam nor Will thought much of what they had done. And it was incredibly tempting to give into the casual fun. Troy just wondered if he would be able to participate and keep his distance.

He dried himself off and wrapped the towel around his waist. When he popped out of the bathroom, he was confronted with a clock and he realised just how late it was. Close to lunch time already and he had done none of his weekly chores.

He headed straight for the extra bedroom where his clothes were supposed to be, only to find everything neatly folded up. And his underwear missing.

"Lie down, kitten." Will said, holding a diaper in his paw.

"I have to go soon." Troy said, even as the blush was overtaking his face.

"And you think I'm any less worried about you soaking your pants outside of this apartment?"

Troy had to hide his face with his paws, whimpering. The towel dropped and it was clear Troy was enjoying the idea more than he was letting on. How was he already getting excited again? Less than half an hour since the biggest orgasm of his life?

"On the bed."

Troy obeyed, letting the wolf sprinkle baby powder and putting him in his protected underwear. And then when they were done and Troy thought it would be the end of it, Will helped him put on his adult clothes like he was a tiny toddler. He even put on Troy's shoes and tied his shoelaces. "If you're a good kitten, I might even teach you how to do it yourself some day.

Troy knew that the hornier he was, the worse his little side became. He had never had such an infantile mindset so close after relieving his pressure.

He hugged the wolf goodbye and then Sam too.

Sam held on extra tight. "I hope we can see each other again soon. It's been fun."

"It was." Troy agreed. But he needed time away from the sirens' call. He needed some clarity and time to think.

"Maybe tomorrow?"

Troy shook his head. "I'm busy the rest of the weekend. I already stayed much longer than I was planning on."

"Then next week." Sam said. And with the smile on the dog's face, how could Troy say no?

~*~

That night he lay in his bed, a magic wand pressed against the front of his newly soaked diaper, thinking about being tied down while Will managed the wand. It was the diaper Will had put on him and it had lasted all day. He sucked on his pacifier and imagining it as Sam's cock instead. He imagined their voices, teasing him. How Will had insisted on diapering him. How he would take one look at how wet it was now and tease about how much Troy needed them.

He came within minutes.

He cleaned himself up, put all the naughty stuff away and then went to put his pacifier with his baby stash. He saw a pack of diapers that he had not touched in months. And he imagined Will's look as he had so simply declared that Troy was not ready for big boy underwear yet.

Troy went to sleep in a clean diaper.

~*~

It was hard to keep the smirk off his face.

Will-I-Am: Big day! Might seem just a small step to bring a diaper to the office, but baby steps.

SammyBoy: Especially for a baby like you.

GrrreatTroy: ^///^

"So, how did it go?" Gary asked.

Troy quickly put his phone away. "Fine."

"See, I told you." The badger smiled. "And you didn't even need me to bail you out."

"No, guess not."

"So, now that you've seen him again, do you think you'll be able to get over Sam?"

The tiger's silence said enough.

"Troy..."

"I know." The tiger shook his head. "The night just went really well. I think I can be friends with both Sam and his new boyfriend. Sam's just as amazing as I remember and Will is a close second."

"Look, hanging out with them is fine, but the whole point was to move on. No good things can come from pushing things further."

Troy sighed. "I've been going back and forth on it all weekend. But in the end, seeing them last weekend made me happier than I've been in years. So what if it'll all maybe end in tears later? Why can't I enjoy it for now?"

"I think it's a mistake." Gary said. "But it's yours to make."

~*~

That night, Will asked him what it was like to smuggle a diaper to work and back. Troy stared at the message for a while. The more he had thought about Gary's words, the more they made sense. The more he wondered if he had been deluding himself. He needed time.

GrrreatTroy: Sorry, going to be a busy week at work. Can't talk right now.

Troy locked his phone and started doing something else. There was a notification, but Troy left it on unread.

~*~

Friday snuck up on him. All week he had been eyeing his diaper stash and debating whether he should do something with it. He had an urge to, for the first time in ages, but when he did his mind kept drifting to Sam and Will. And that was complicated.

He almost cancelled on meeting them all together. With his hormones ranging through the weekend and the dare game on Monday, he had only had half a week to reflect on the situation he had found himself in.

But the very first moment he had expressed doubt about wanting to meet in another restaurant, Sam had offered to make a home-cooked meal. And that was an offer too good to give up.

So he had taken an evening and had devoted it to thinking. He had made lists. He had made predictions about the future and where it would end up. And he had thought long and hard whether it was worth it to have a lot of fun now, if it might end up hurting him down the line.

In the end, there was only one conclusion.

He decided to go and explain in person why it would be the last time seeing each other. Gary had been right. Troy would never be happy as a third wheel in their relationship. Sam had moved on and, even though playing with them had been fun -- so mind-numbingly fun that every bit of his body protested the decision -- it was better for Troy if it never happened again.

Troy was greeted by an excited Will. "Great to see you kitten! Hope those troubles at day-care didn't completely ruin your week."

Troy smiled, flushing, before schooling his expression. "I'm not really feeling it tonight." He said. "Could you pull back on the teasing?"

"Sure, no problem." Will's body language changed, but he remained just as hospital and eager to great the tiger. "So, what did happen?"

"Memory overflow problems." Troy said. He hung up his coat and followed Will into the kitchen. "It was tricky to find the source, because we had done a large update last week and none of the problems appeared in the testing environment." Troy had certainly not been lying about having a rough week. He had spent two or more hours extra each day at the office to work at the problem.

"I'm sure with you on deck it was handled much better."

"It was still looking for a needle in a haystack." Troy said.

Sam was just pouring some kind of thick sauce in an oven tray, before grabbing a bowl filled with potato slices to top it. "Hey Troy! Just give me a few minutes to get this done and I'll join you."

"No rush."

Will went to the fridge and poured them some drinks.

"Ice tea?" Troy asked.

"Long Island style, with a twist." Will grinned. "Try it. I mixed them myself and I have a feeling you're going to like it."

Troy took a sip and it was indeed delicious. He found the classic variety a bit too sour, but this one seemed to hit the spot. "What's the twist?"

"A cup of sugar and a few spoons of honey." Will chuckled. "I had a feeling your sweet tooth would appreciate it."

Troy stared at the drink. It made it easier to ignore the baby bottle next to the fridge that Will had probably intended to serve the drink in.

"There, all ready." Sam closed the oven and made a minimal effort to clean up the kitchen. Another reason Sam was rare to cook. He usually did not find someone to clean up after him.

"So, what's the occasion?" Troy asked.

"Nothing special. Last time we met somewhere I'd be more in my comfort zone, around such a big crowd, so tonight was your turn."

Troy smiled. He appreciated that.

"But next week I want to check out this new Italian place downtown. The chicken chefs make their own pasta, using their own eggs and organically grown wheat."

Troy's smile faltered. He decided it was best to just bite through the bullet. "I don't think that's a good idea."

"Fine." Sam laughed. "We'll try out something more boring and closer to here. There's a pizzeria..."

"No, I mean." Troy took a deep breath. "I don't think we can be friends."

That made two pairs of eyes turn to him. Sam was the one who looked most disappointed. "Why not? Is it something we did?"

"No, the two of you are perfect. But that's the problem." One more deep breath. And then he just needed to get it over with. "I still have feelings for you, Sam. And after last week I have a not-so-minor crush on Will. As long as the two of you are in a relationship and there's no way a friendship between us can go further, it's going to be too hard for me to spend time with you."

There was silence at the table. Sam and Will were giving each other looks and Troy was trying not to pay too much attention to them. He should be getting used to that anyway.

Eventually it was Sam that spoke. "... what if moving beyond friendship isn't off the table?"

Troy blinked. "What do you mean?"

"We weren't planning on talking about this for a few weeks. We thought we could have some fun and see where it would lead us, but Will and I have been talking for a while now. And as much as we make our relationship work, something's missing. And we were hoping eventually you would be that something."

Troy gaped. What?

"My desires of wanting to be an adult cub's daddy aren't going to go away." Will said. "Sam isn't interested in playing like that and even if we could find others to have playdates with, I would prefer to be that daddy to a single person eventually. To build something that goes beyond friendship, as you put it."

Sam nodded. "I hadn't ever considered it, but Will's been in polygamous relationships before. Even though we've managed to make it work with the two of us, there are still some issues that could be optimised. I still feel like I'm asking Will to go out too often to mingle in big crowds and then leaving him alone. At least if there was someone else there who'd like spending time with Will away from the crowds, it would be better for everyone."

"You... you want me to become part of your relationship?"

"If everything works out." Sam said. "We didn't think about how you'd experience this and we thought we'd have more time to finish discussing it."

He had been breaking his head about it all week and they had been openly talking about just including him. Troy was not sure what to feel about this. "Why me?"

"You probably don't know this, but I consider you the one that got away." Sam admitted, rubbing at the back of his head. "I always imagine if I'd just tried a little harder, just been a little more accommodating, then everything would have worked out. And then when Will turned out to want a little, I thought it was a sign."

Troy's eyes were watering. He could not believe it. He turned to Will. "And you're fine with this?"

"I have faith in my relationship with Sam, but I was wary at first. The way he always talked about you... I was afraid I'd end up being the third wheel to the revival of your relationship. Until I met you, and it turns out I like you a lot. You turned out to be the cutest little kitten I'd ever met." Will smiled, before schooling his expression. "Sorry, you asked me not to tease."

"I-I think I'd be okay with that now."

That made Will smile again. "Look, I've taken care of a lot of cubs. You're fun to tease, I like talking to you when it's about other stuff too, and you're incredibly fun to take care of. No joke, I haven't ever enjoyed diapering someone like I did you. If you ended up joining our relationship, I'd be very happy."

"I... I don't know what to do."

"That's okay." Sam said. He reached across the table and took Troy's paw. "You don't have to decide right away. Just know if that was what was holding you back, it doesn't have to."

That sounded nice. And Troy felt his body relax. He had come that night to tell them everything would have to stop. How nice to know it did not have to. And honestly, he could imagine it playing out like they described. Could imagine being Will's cub and Sam's boyfriend at the same time. Will must enjoy it too, having a cub and a boyfriend. And Sam...

Sam would just have two boyfriends. Both of which would regularly be busy with each other. Sam had never been the jealous type, but surely it would be weird for him. "Are you sure, Sam? Are you sure this arrangement is something you'd want?"

"Absolutely." Sam said. "I fell in love with Will, but I never forgot about you. If there was a way that we could go forward, all three of us together, I'd want nothing more."

"I'm not sure... I'm not sure how to even make this work."

The oven beeped. Sam stood up to check on it. "We'll figure it out. Personally, I'm looking forward to it. You know what they say. Three's a crowd." Sam smiled. "And you know I've always liked crowds."

~*~

It had been two months since that conversation. They hanged out casually for a few more weeks, before making it official. Though casual was a relative term. Troy spent every weekend at their place and was either texting them or calling them the rest of the time. It only made sense for him to move in.

After all those years, he finally gave up his apartment. He moved in with Sam and Will, adding his own decorative touches. There were boring discussions about how to split the bills and how to handle the logistics of living together. But they came to sensible arrangements in the end.

Even though that arrangement had to be adjusted just a few weeks later.

Troy had been diapered any moment he could be while they lived together. Will made sure of that. The only thing keeping him from going 24/7 was his job. His hours were too long to make it through the workday without a change and Troy was terrified of having any of his co-workers find out. So they had another look at their arrangement and offered to let Troy cut back on his share of the living costs so that he could cut back on his hours. Shorter working days meant he could stay diapered throughout, and in exchange he only had to do a few more chores around the house.

In the end it was Troy's choice, and he much preferred waddling around the house in soggy diapers doing house work, rather than spend more time at his icky adult job.

The guest room had taken a lot of work and it was far from over, but Troy looked happy at the result. His fur was almost as white as his diaper, with all the splotches of paint that had splashed on him. It had just taken some dedication and taped off moulds, but there were cartoon tigers all over the baby blue wall. They had ordered a proper changing table from a professional, but it would take a few more months to get there. Plenty of time to get the rest of his nursery decorated.

"It looks amazing." Will said, coming up behind Troy and wrapping his arms around him. "My little artist." Will's paw travelled to Troy's padding by habit, squeezing gently and checking how wet it was.

Troy always enjoyed being in Will's strong embrace. He had been worried getting a nursery would mean Sam and Will would want to make him sleep there all the time, but Will insisted it would only be for naps and playtime. They had been collecting toys from thrift stores for a few weeks now, collecting them in brightly coloured chests for the room. They had also invested in a chest with a lock on it, for all their toys that were for less innocent playtime.

"How much longer are you going to be?" Will asked, that little rumble in his voice betraying his thoughts even if the bulge pressing against Troy's diaper seat wasn't.

"I'm finished with the painting, daddy. Just need to clean up."

"Don't take too long. Sam's just started his lunch break and he'll be back in a few minutes. We're going to make sure his favourite kitten is stretched and presenting himself when he comes in the door. As good a time as any to see if that collar fits on you."

Troy flushed. He had been very much looking forward to trying that out, and if he was wearing it while having some fun with Sam, he would still be wearing it afterwards while diapered and getting his reward. "What are we doing after?"

Will smirked. Whenever he asked Troy to be a submissive without diapers for Sam, he tended to make it up for Troy immediately after. "Trying out the new paddle as well."

God, yes please. Troy felt like he melted.

"Meet me in the shower when you're ready, kitten. Don't take too long, or I'm going to think you like staying in your current soggy diaper so much that I should put the same one back on after playtime with Sam."

Troy's tail swerved from side to side, involuntarily wagging.

The end