Today was the day. I had taken the weekend off and I was on my way home from campus. Thirty minutes earlier Mark had texted me:
Wee wee.
"Good little boys don't have any body hair."
The whole day was kind of a blur, and I was rock hard thinking about the weekend to come as I drove home. Pulling into the driveway I glanced at my phone and knew that you'd be home in 45 minutes and Kevin's flight would land an hour after that. We'd dropped the puppy off at a kennel for the weekend... my heart was racing as I went up stairs and started applying nair to my legs, ass, balls and armpits. Standing there in the bathroom waiting... feeling, the last traces of being a grown up burning off of my body. I hopped into the shower rinsing the nair and all of my body hair away. Wow. I was so smooth, and looked so... little.
Throwing on a robe, I hear Mark rustling around downstairs, and go to see what he's up to... Packages had been arriving for weeks and he had been placing them downstairs. He looks up at me smiling, "Heya gorgeous", hesistating he added, "are you sure that you want to go through with this?" I open my mouth to answer and you put a finger in front of my mouth. "Shhh," and instead you open my robe where my bald tiny cock is rock hard and throbbing. Grinning you grab a large box, "Aww, that's all the answer I needed, wittle Wee Wee's all excited. Follow me baby, let's get you ready for the weekend." With that you pulled off my robe and walked out of the kitchen.
Moving into the living room you reach into the large box and pull out a large pad covered in plastic. Looking back up I see an all too familiar malicious grin cover your face, and you pat the little pad, saying, "Come on wittle wee wee, let's get you in a diaper and ready for company." For the first time I hesitate. Kevin will be here soon... what if you fall in love with him again?... what if this makes you hate me?
You see it in my eyes, the hesitation, the worry and stand up beside me. "Is wittle wee wee, nervous?" you say, moving close to me, you get right in my ear biting and licking it you start playing with my nipple running a finger in light small circles. "Isn't this what you want? You are so small... don't you need a big man to put you in your place? You NEED it don't you?" you taunt as you start tweeking my nipples harder. "You NEED to have your manhood taken from you... to be a little diaper boy, don't you Wee-Wee?" I nod, mesmerized and shaking, "Good boy," you say, "now come lay down and let's put a diaper on you."
Almost in a trance I lower myself onto the changing pad with you towering over me. From the box I see you take out a diaper, MUCH bulkier than the Depends upstairs. "See Wee-Wee little teddy bears on the front, aren't they cute?" You have me lift my hips as you slide the diaper up underneath me. The diaper tucked you start to pull the front up between my legs, and stop. Letting the front of the diaper fall you start stroking my small hairless cock. "When this diaper goes on, you lose all bathroom priviledges. I will be daddy for the rest of the weekend, and you will only talk like the little baby boy you are." Feeling my breath start to quicken you stop stroking and begin squeezing my balls... hard. "You will not ask to be changed. You will sit in your pissy diapers until I am ready to change you. You will watch Kevin and I have sex, and be happy that a real man with a HUGE cock is doing all the things you can't to make me happy."
Transfixed and utterly excited I say, "Yes, daddy." In my best little boy voice. With that you tape the diaper closed in casing my cock in it's soft cage... where it will stay for the entire weekend.
"Now Wee-Wee if you need to get off, that's ok, all little boys play with their pee pee, but you can only touch yourself through your cute little diapers and only when your daddies, are fucking." You see me start at that... DADDIES?! Kevin is NOT my daddy! "Oh yes, that's right... I forgot to tell you, Kevin is also to be your daddy for the weekend."
"No." I say, "No way. I can't deal with that."
You eye me, trying to decide whether to push the edge or not, but you back off, "Okay, wee wee. You just have to call me daddy."
"Let's finish getting you ready" you say stepping back and admiring your work, "I do have to say Wee-Wee those diapers look appropriate on you. You've never made a very good grown man. Let's finish off the look shall we." With that you pull out a pair of plastic underpants that slide up over my diaper. The bulk makes it so that I can't even close my legs. Next comes a bonnet, and that fasten Jonathaneath head, before breaking into maniacal laughter. "Don't move a muscle! Oh my God, I have to send a picture of this to Jonathan." Laying on a changing bed, in a diaper, plastic pants and a baby bonnet you return with a camera, and the final piece... a pacifier.
Flash flash flash, I lose count of how many pictures you take. Suddenly you realize it's time to go pick up Kevin, and turn on the TV to cartoons. "Okay Wee-Wee be a good diaper boy, and I'll be back in a while."
Watching tv in a diaper, my mind is racing at first. The anticipation was killing me. Over time, I relaxed. Feeling quite comfortable in my diaper, and forgetting for a bit that I was about to be seen by Kevin, dressed as baby, and pissing myself all weekend... That is until I hear keys and the door to the kitchen opens. The two of you chatting away and laughing til you get into the living room.
"Are. You. Shitting Me?" Kevin exclaims, "I mean, you told me, I just didn't believe you. What did you say his little name was? That's right, Wee-Wee... that seems appropriate. Well, aren't you just a precious little diaper sissy? Honestly Wee-Wee I don't really get it, but I'll gladly fuck Mark, you don't have to ask me twice."
"Yeah, he doesn't want to call you daddy, but don't feel bad for him. Wee-Wee is getting exactly what he wants this weekend. He needs to be dominated, he's not much of a man, and deep down he really NEEDS people to know it. In the meantime, we get to have great sex with a captive audience."
"Is he really going to USE those diapers? I mean... really?"
"Yep, they don't come off except when I change him... all weekend." you grinned wider than I've seen in a while.
"He seems quite comfortable in that outfit... going to town on that binky aren't you Wee-Wee?" Kevin said laughing. I froze. I hadn't even realized the pacifier was still in my mouth, but I'd been sucking on it since Mark had to put it there an hour ago. Kevin continued, "Well, Mark are you going to show me the house or what? I assume baby isn't going anywhere."
"Actually Wee-Wee is about to start dinner for us, aren't you little one? Come on let's get you up and into the kitchen while I get Daddy Cl.... Kevin... situated."
With that I try to stand up, but I find the bulk of this diaper is making it difficult for me to get up as I normally would. I end up turning over onto my hands and knees, and with a little effort bow-leggedly standing in what I am sure ends up being an unintentionally toddler like fashion. Turning around I see Mark and Kevin quietly trying to contain laughing.
"Having some trouble, there Wee-Wee?" Mark says chuckling. "Oh, by the way, I ordered those diapers special... they are extra thick for big little boys like you. Seems like the bulk as just the right effect. Get started on dinner, I'm going to show Kevin the rest of the house."
Indeed, these diapers were having their intended effect as the thickness between my legs left me waddling into the next room. Hearing the two of you head upstairs, I started dinner. Half naked in a bulky diaper with a pacifier in my mouth it was difficult to forget the situation I'd put myself in, and where the weekend was heading, but I turned on the radio and cooked dinner, occasionally hearing laughing from upstairs.
Finishing dinner, the two of you still had not come downstairs and with the pacifier still in my mouth decided it better to walk up the stairs and let you know that dinner was ready. Rounding the corner at the top of the stairs I saw that Kevin had wasted no time and you were both making out hot and heavy on the bed, still fully clothed, but that looked like only a technicality at this point. Kevin looked up at me, hungry for sex and said, "Come in and shut the door." Waddling into the room, I shut the door and moved next to the bed. Still staring at me, and pinning my boyfriend to the bed he said, "Mark tells me you want this. He says you want me to fuck him, but I want to hear from you. I can see that little hard on in those bulky diapers, but I want to hear it. Beg me to fuck your boyfriend. Beg me to make him moan the way that you could never do, and since when do babies walk like grown men? With that little dick, and those diapers, why don't you crawl over, take off my shoes and worship my feet while you beg me to fuck your boyfriend. If you talk really cute I just might do it."
I was transfixed. My heart was thumping. It was exactly what I had fantasized about, and my dick was pulsing in my diaper. Getting down on my knees with my bulky diapered ass swaying back and forth in the air I crawled over to Kevin, who'd released Mark so that they could both watch me beg. His feet hanging slightly off the bed, Kevin towered over me grinning maliciously. Mark had his head hanging off the edge of the bed, watching the spectacle as I slowly began removing Kevin's shoes and socks. Reluctantly I kissed them, one at a time, and muttered, "Please Kevin, fuck my boyfriend."
"Aw, Wee-wee, that's a good start, but I said worship my feet... and BEG, not ask. Let's try again shall we? Once again, but with heart."
Staring up at these two men, holding Kevin's feet in my hand, I could see the outline of Kevin's tremendous cock poking through his shorts. I knew he was loving every second of this, and wouldn't go forward until he had been satisfied. Who was I kidding, my little wee-wee was throbbing. So, I started to slowly kiss his right foot, light kisses at first, but then more hungrily as I tasted the saltiness of them. Between kisses and eventually licks I began to beg, "Please, Kevin. Please fuck my boyfriend. Please fuck Mark. Your cock is so big, and we both want it inside him so bad."
"Now, that's a little better, but using my name doesn't sound right coming out of the mouth of a little diaper boy like you. Why don't you call me daddy? And don't forget to get between my toes."
With that something flipped, I was so horny and I'd been wanting this, so I went into a frenzy of licking and kissing, bathing his feet with my tongue. All the while between breaths moaning, "Please daddy, fuck Mark. Please. Please daddy, I'll do anything, just fuck him for me." Somewhere in my frenzy Kevin began to thrust his toes in my mouth, muffling my begging. Pulling his foot away, Kevin placed it firmly on my chest and kicked me over. Sprawling on my back in just a diaper, I watched as he stood from the bed and stepped over to me.
Looming he lifted his right foot and placed it on the front my diaper, caressing the very erect little pee-pee Jonathaneath. "See, that's a good little Wee-wee. That wasn't so hard now was it? You are going to make every bit of this happen today, understand? I want you to know just what is going on and that YOU in your little diapers made it happen. Now. Crawl over to the bed and take off Mark's clothes for me."
About to come from my wee-wee being stroked by his foot, I crawl over to the bed and begin helping Mark talk off all his clothes. Smiling really big he stroked my head, telling me what a good boy I am and how much he loves me. I can't help but beam up at him, even as I slip his underwear off and his raging hard on springs out.
"Bend him over for me Wee-wee, and how about you clean him out with your tongue before we get started... get him prepped for Daddy." Doing as told I see Mark's hard dick grind into the bed as I turn him around and begin eating his relatively clean ass out. Behind me Kevin starts smacking me in the head, and eventually finds the bulkiest part presenting itself... my diapered butt and starts smacking it... hard, while I eat Mark out. Finally exhausted Kevin pulls me off of Mark, who had begun grinding and whimpering into the bed at the attention my tongue was giving him.
There on my knees in front of Kevin he pulled out his dick, "Suck on this like a bottle Wee-wee." Was all he said, and I didn't need to be told twice. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Mark recovering and turning to watch his diapered boyfriend suck off his ex. After a few moments of that Kevin pulled out, "Put your hands out." was all he said.
My hands out, palms up inches away from his dick, Kevin did something unexpected. He spit in my hands... letting it roll in large masses of saliva out of his mouth and into my hands. "Now, you better lube my dick up good with that spit, cause it is all your boyfriend is getting when I fuck him." After that I began to rub every bit of his dick with spit. "That's good bitch. Now, one more thing and then I want you to crawl over into that corner and watch. You are going to put my dick inside Mark. Come on, let's walk over, Mark... roll over, I want Wee-wee to see your eyes."
With that we moved over to the bed and Kevin placed my hand around the shaft of his cock. It was so hard, and veiny. When I wrapped my hand around it... I felt small. Mark seeing the girth, grabbed poppers and took a big whiff. With that I placed my second hand on Mark's thigh holding it in the air while Kevin positioned himself. My hand wrapped around Kevin's cock I positioned it at the head of my boyfriends asshole, and Kevin and I together began to push the head of his penis inside.
"Pay attention Wee-wee. This is how grown men satisfy their partners... but you will never be grown will you? Just look at that pitiful dick." With that, he pushed in, the entire length of the shaft sliding through my hand as it entered Mark. His eyes clenched, and determined to take it Mark let out a whimper and then a sigh. I removed my hand, and it was like I was gone. Neither of them looked at me as Kevin began to slowly work in and out of Mark. I began to hear a steady stream of words under Kevin's breath, "Yeah, you like that don't you. Take that cock. You've been waiting for a real man, well here I am, just take it all. That's right, you like that don't you."
The steady stream continued as I crawled away to the corner to watch one of the loudest most intense sexual experiences I had seen. Grunting, moaning, smacking all mixed in with intense lust and a deep need. I sat in the corner, watching and began rubbing my wee-wee through my diaper. After all of the sexual tension it did not take long before I exploded in my diaper, but the grown men continued long after my tiny whimper.
Finally, after Mark had cum 2 times, Kevin let out a huge yell, and started unloading his load into Mark's gut, collapsing on top of him in a last moment of passion. Still unaware of me, the two of them laid there in an afterglow that was palpable, cuddling and kissing. After time Kevin got up and glanced in my direction. "Get over here Wee-wee."
Crawling over in front of him, his dick waving in my face I was told to clean him off. And so obediently I began licking and sucking all of the cum and "juices" off of his dick. When he was satisfied he stood me up and pulled open my diaper just a little. It took no time for me to see what he was doing, as slipped his dick into my diaper and began pissing in it. The warmth of the piss covered my hairless groin before being soaked into the thick diaper, and I felt that warm spread through the diaper, til I was encased in Kevin's piss. The stream slowed and removing his dick, I was instructed to clean it once more.
"Now there you go Wee-wee, all night you can sit in a puddle of my piss, knowing that I just fucked your boyfriend in ways you'll never dream about. Remember everytime you shift in that thing and feel moisture, who's piss that is, and just what a little boy you are."
To Be Continued.
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