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Little Tally - Camping Pt2

Finally on that hike with the whole gang. Tally is put under some strain.

Warning for Bladder control 

DaddyMatt MamaMarish LittleTally

DaddyLiam PapaSam LittleBrian

MamaLaura LittleTravis


“Brian look at this!" 

"I’m not getting anywhere near that thing!”

Taliesin peeks up ahead the trail, seeing Travis leaning over a large rock and looking at something. Brian was a few feet behind the bigger man, peeking in the direction but also backing away.

“Travis, it better not be anything dangerous,” Laura warns.

“It’s just a lizard." 

Taliesin feels his hand tugged on and looks up to Matt. 

"Do you want to go look at the lizard really quick?" 

Taliesin nods and Matt just laughs softly as they move quickly up the trail to Travis.

"Tally,” Travis smiles, taking the boy’s hand from Matt to help him up onto the rock. Taliesin grins, seeing a bright yellow lizard with thick black bands around the neck. “It’s cool huh?”

Taliesin nods. “Yeah. It’s getting warm." 

Travis pulls Taliesin back from the rock and spins them around back onto the trail as everyone has caught up. 

"Come on you two,” Laura prods with a smile, “A lot more to look at to go." 

"C'mon Tal,” Travis takes Taliesin’s hand and picks up his walking stick. “Let’s lead the way!”

“Stay on the trail you two, and where we can see you,” Laura warns as they begin to march ahead.

“Taliesin!” Marisha calls, causing the boy to stop in his tracks. “Water. Stay hydrated.” Marisha catches up and hands Taliesin his bright purple water bottle. “Hold still.” She pulls out her sun screen and rubs a fresh bit onto his cheeks and neck. “Okay. Go on." 

Taliesin pops open the straw on his bottle and takes a big drink before following Travis on the trail.

They hike for a while into the evening as the sun begins to lower behind the hills and tree line. Cicadas drone on in the brush and birds dart and dip around low, scooping up mayflies and gnats. 

"Let’s turn back around?” Liam offers. The trail there were on had miles left before it would reach a lake beach. 

“I think it’s about time for dinner,” Sam agrees.

“I’m /starving/,” Laura groans. 

“Need piggyback?” Travis offers, coming up and kissing the top of her head. 

“No baby, but thank you.”

The group turns around to head back down the trail and home to the cabin.

“Papa,” Brian pipes up while they were marching back down the hill much quicker then they climbed up. “Can you hold my stick? I gotta go to the bathroom." 

"Why are you carrying a stick?” Liam frowns abit as Sam takes the big stick.

“Ack-Brian? Why is this sticky?” Sam holds the big stick away from himself like distancing himself from the stickiness would help. 

“It’s sap." 

Sam tosses the stick into the brush.  "You don’t need a sappy stick.”

“Travis gets a stick!” Brian stops in front of the trail side restroom. 

Travis grunts, “This is a walking stick. I got this from the reinvest.” He stamps his stick down into the dirt.

“I’ll be right back baby,” Laura heads to the restroom as well and gives Brian a firm poke. “Go to the restroom Brian Wayne.” She says before heading into the lady’s half.

Marisha trails in behind Laura as well, Brian heading in with Sam who wanted to see if he could get the sap off his hands.

Taliesin hands his empty canteen over to Matt and head in as well. He was surprised to feel a firm hand on his shoulder, stopping him and tugging him back. He back peddles and finds himself pressed close to Matt. 

“Hold on there,” Matt smiles at Taliesin, putting a firm arm across the boy’s chest to hold him in place. “I don’t think you need to go in there.”

“I need to pee,” Taliesin says quietly, watching Matt with widening eyes. 

“Not yes Baby. Not yet.” Matt shakes his head. 

“Oh,” Tal feels a blush crawling across his face. He leans in against Matt quietly, watching and waiting for the others. 

Travis was playfully sword fighting with Liam and their walking sticks. 

Taliesin squirms, suddenly feeling more aware of his body and more specifically his bladder. 

“How long will it take to get home?” Taliesin turns to face more into Matt, speaking softly now. 

“Maybe an hour at most.” Matt runs his fingers through Tal’s hair as the boy cuddles up to him. He smiles as Marisha comes back out, winking at her. 

Marisha comes up and rubs Tal’s back. “Is daddy being mean to you?” She coos.

Tal nods just a little bit, pouting slightly. “Yeah.”

“I’m sorry. Let’s see if we can make it down the hill any quicker?” She coaxes as everyone else comes back out of the bathroom. 

“Ribs for dinner!” Travis cheers. He suddenly scoops Laura up bridle style despite her shouting, and jogs down the hill excitedly.

“Travis! Travis put me down oh my god!” Laura shouts as they rush past the small family. 

Travis did not make it very far with Laura before he had set her down. Laura huffing, puffing, and threatening him. 

Taliesin wishes he could feel wholey relieved by the cold air of the A/c when they get back inside. The cold feels great on his sun heated and sweaty skin but Taliesin is must more focused on making it to the restroom. Immediately. 

They are all around the door, pulling off all their hiking gear and groaning about how happy they were to get shoes off and get out of the sun. A pile of dirty sneakers and boots grows by the door, and bags get hung on hooks, walking sticks leaned against the wall. 

Taliesin doesn’t even stop to take his shoes off, just hanging his bag on a hook and heading for the stairs. 

“Tally,” Matt calls, heading over to the sofa, “Come here bud.” He sinks down onto the sofa with an audible sigh.

Taliesin stops at the bottom of the steps. “Be right back,” He calls to Matt.

“No, come here bug.” Matt holds his hands out to the boy. “C'mere.”

Taliesin stops, one hand on the stair rail, looking towards Matt. He bites his lip a bit, shifting nervously on his feet. “Um.”

“Taliesin,” Matt gives him a stern look.

Taliesin gets pink, lowering his head. He really didn’t like getting scolded in front of everyone else. So, he lets go of the stairs and goes over to Matt. “Yeah?”

“Here,” He takes Taliesin’s hands and pulls his boy down. “Sit next to me." 

Taliesin sits beside Matt, trying to not squirm too much. The pressure and discomfort of his bladder was really starting to build. It was easier to ignore on the hike but now home it’s all he could think about. 

Matt reaches down and pulls Taliesin’s leg onto his lap. "Let’s get you out of your boots.” He says as he begins to unlace them.

Taliesin slowly sucks his bottom lip as Matt unlaces and loosens his boot, working to pull them off. After a minute Matt sets both booths on the floor by the sofa then tugs Tal in close to his side.

“You’ve got to be hot and thirsty. Want some water?” Matt slowly rubs Taliesin’s side. 

Tal lets out a soft whine and shakes his head. “No-no thank you.”

Matt chuckles and kisses Taliesin’s forehead. “Supper will be in about 45 minutes. You can go potty when you go wash up to eat." 

Taliesin groans in his throat, turning to bury his burning face in Matt’s shoulder. 

Matt chuckles, his petting hand shifting over to rub Tal’s chest. Then down to his belly, pressing gently. He has to contain his laughter when Tally fusses and kicks his socked feet.

"Shh Shh Shh,” Matt kisses at Taliesin’s temple. “Calm down fussy baby." 

"Mmnn Daddy,” Tally whines softly, “You’re being mean." 

"I am so sorry you feel that way baby,” Matt coos, rubbing the boys belly slowly. 

Marisha comes over onto Tal’s other side. “Are we bothering the baby?” She is grinning.

“Yeeees,” Taliesin squirms towards her. “Daddy is being mean." 

Marisha holds Tal’s head and peppers him with kisses. "Oh, what a sad baby,” She looks down at him a moment, taking in the desperate little pout. She bites her lip as little giggles bubble past.

Taliesin whines louder and fusses, rubbing at some water gathering in his eyes. “Stooooop,” He cries, “don’t laugh!”

Marisha puts her arms around him and holds their baby against her, “Shhh it’s okay baby. No one is laughing at you. Hush now."  She tries to sooth him. 

Matt gets up off the sofa for a minute before coming back. He reaches over and takes Taliesin’s chin, tugging the boy’s head toward him. Taliesin peeks up at Matt, and was surprised when the man pushes a pacifier into his mouth.

"There,” Matt rubs Tal’s cheek. “Be a good baby and sit quiet and wait." 

Tal squeezes his legs together, toes curling with tension. He nods quietly, the pacifier bouncing slowly. It soothes and distracts him some, but the pressure in his bladder was only worse and worse.

” Marisha,“ Laura calls from the kitchen. "How many raviolis do you want?" 

"How many? Are we counting Ravioli?”

“Like…like 10?”

“That’s too much.”

“Like 5?”

“Um..7?”

“Okay!” Laura starts to count. “I’ll make you 10. Just in case.”

“Yeah cool cool.” Marisha nods. 

“Maaaatt." 

"Just make me 10 too.” Matt laughs. 

Laura huffs. “Should I just make 10 for everyone?”

“I’ll eat the left overs,” Travis assures her.

“Okay. I’m going to cook these really quick. Food is ready in about 5 minutes." 

Taliesin sits up, looking hopefully between Matt and then Marisha. 

"Let’s go wash up,” Matt stands, holding his hands out to Tal.  

Tal quickly takes Matt’s hands and hops up. He nods eagerly, sucking on his pacifier as Matt takes him by the hand and leads him upstairs. 

 "Let’s get you all cleaned up,“ Matt steers Tal towards the bathroom sink.

Tal cries around his pacifier, trying to tug free of Matt to go to the toilet. 

"Hush hush,” Matt coos at Tal. He makes a soft kiss to the air, “Sweetie. Come on. Hands.” He takes each of Tal’s hands in his.

A soft, desperate, whimper leaves Taliesin as he is pushes between the counter and Matt. Matt shushes him and kisses the tousled purple hair as he turns the sink on. He hears a desperate, whine come up out Tal. He grabs the boy’s hands in his and starts to wash their hands together. 

He watches as Taliesin squirms against him and the counter. Whining and crying as the water runs over his hands.

The pacifier suddenly falls in the sink, water running over it. Matt was surprised and then Taliesin speak. “Please. ..got to….so bad." 

Matt’s chest clenches and flutters as he listens to Tal’s soft, whimpering voice. "Ooooh. Asked so nicely,” he kisses Tal’s temple while turning off the water and carefully dries. “Okay baby go ahead. I’ll step out.” He gives Tal one last kiss to his cheek before letting him go and moving out of the bathroom. Closing the door behind him.

Laid out on the big bed Taliesin watches an episode of Steven Universe while Mommy and Daddy were getting ready for bed. The two had taken a shower together while Tal was decompressing and winding down.

The two are talking quietly together as the get dressed for bed. 

“Okay bud,” Matt comes up to the bed. “Let’s get you read for bed.”

“ ’M already dressed.” Taliesin yawns a little and peers up at Matt.

“Not quite,” Matt sets a diaper down next to Tal’s hip.

Taliesin looks at it for a moment, then turns pink. “Um.”

“Roll over please bug.” Matt coaxes. “We’re all here on this nice vacation together. So, I want my baby to have as much good baby time as he can have.”

Taliesin shifts, drawing his knees up closer to himself. 

“You can either wear your diaper or you’ll need to ask every time you need to go potty. And mommy and me will decide when you can."  He watches Taliesin mulling this over, chewing his lip and fussing. "If you don’t wear your diaper you’ll have to wait to potty every time.”

Tal pout, bottom lip jutting out. He rolls over and lets Matt pull off his pajama pants and his shorts. 

“Do you want Mr. Mischief?” Mommy offers, bringing the purple cat over and laying it on Tal’s chest. 

Taliesin holds onto the cat and continues to pout. 

“Fussy baby,” Matt chuckles as he tapes the sides down around Tal’s hips and fit the pajamas pants back onto the boy’s body. He gives the padded bottom a firm pat, chuckling. 

Tal huffs and scoots away from Matt, grabbing his tablet and scooting up into the pillows to finish watching his cartoon episode. As he is snuggling Mr. Mischief and watching cartoons, one of his hands sneaks down. Pressing his palm between his leg, pushing on the thick crinkly material. 

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