(end of part 2)
I led him by his weewee to the bathroom and made him sit on the toilet.
"Go potty like a big boy," I taunted as I removed the nasty undies from his head.
I heard him start peeing.
"Damn dude. You just drenched your undies and you still hafta pee? No wonder you're a baby."
He blushed.
I started running the water for the bathtub...
(beginning of part 3)
The bathtub started and I told Jeff to get in and I grabbed a washcloth. He sat there motionless as I washed his hair and upper body.
I told him to stand up and I washed his back and butt cheeks. I spread his cheeks and washed his ass crack. Given the state of his underwear, I should've expected it to be gross but I still found it nasty.
"Jeez, this is disgusting. Don't you ever wipe?"
He nodded his head.
I made sure to wash his crack real good and even pushed the washcloth into his hole. I noticed this made him bone up instantly.
I grabbed it and said in baby talk, "Aww, Jeffy's peepee is stiffy. Does he like having his ass fingered?"
He shook his head no.
"Don't lie to me!" I slapped his ass hard twice. "Do you finger yourself every time you jerk off your baby dick?"
"No, just sometimes," he whispered.
"I bet that's why your undies are always disgusting. You're probably fingering your crack constantly, even with pants on."
He said nothing, but blushed. I told him to wait a minute and not move.
I went up to the attic where my own diaper stash was. There was a whole bunch of adult diapers from when my grandpa lived with us.
I'd also gotten some baby wipes and baby oil. Occasionally, I'd wear them, use them and hump them myself.
I brought all the stuff into my bedroom when the phone rang. It was my uncle. He was a single dad and volunteer fireman and he told me he got called in on a call.
He said my cousin Nate was going to come over and spend the night. Nate is only 10 so this sort of thing happened from time to time so I was used to it.
I told him that I was taking a bath but the front door was open and that Josh could just hang out in my room playing video games until I was done.
I went back into the bathroom and starting washing Jeff's chest and little circumcised boner and jelly bean sized balls.
I ordered him to undress me. He started to get out of the tub but I told him to stay. He lifted my tshirt over my head and slowly lowered my boxers to my ankles. I saw him stare jealously at my big boy erection. I got in the tub with him and ordered him to wash me.
He grabbed the wash cloth and washed my back. He reached in front of me and washed my chest. He was real close to me, our bodies touching. I felt his baby weenie humping against my lower back.
I got on my hands and knees and I ordered him to clean my ass. He started rubbing the washcloth on my butt checks when I added, "Clean my ass crack with your tongue."
"What?" he sounded disgusted.
"With your tongue."
"Come on..."
"DO IT NOW!" I yelled.
I heard him sigh and take a deep breath as he spread my cheeks and shoved his tongue back there and started licking. After a few seconds he gagged and pulled away. I grabbed his hair and shoved his head back in and he started licking again.
Back when we had a German Shepherd, sometimes I'd smear peanut butter or something back there and get her to lick it. But she'd only do it for like 5-10 seconds until she got bored. That felt good but this was amazing. Jeff was licking my crack and pushing his tongue into my asshole. It was almost as though he'd done this before.
I sat up on the ledge of the bathtub. "I think baby needs some milk." I grabbed his head and shoved it onto my dick. "Here's your bottle before bedtime."
He started sucking. I grabbed his hair and pushed his head up and down at the speed I wanted. The truth is he wasn't very good at it.
I lifted his head off me. "Have you ever done this before?"
"Once."
"Who?"
"My cousin."
"The 12 year old with the dick that's huger than your 15 year old ding dong."
"11."
I laughed. "Even more pathetic."
"Did he have hair?"
"Yea."
"A lot?"
"Almost the same as you."
"Did you like having his big boy cock in your baby mouth?"
Silence.
"Did he squirt in your mouth or on your face?"
"He couldn't then."
"He was dry?"
Jeff nodded.
"Most 11 year olds are dry. 15 year olds aren't supposed to be."
He started to cry again. "Awww, baby needs to finish his bottle," I mocked. "You know you're not very good at this."
He shrugged, through the baby tears.
"I think you need more practice."
I shoved his head back on my dick and he started sucking. It wasn't doing much for me so I told him to finger my ass. I felt him slowly push one of his fingers into my asshole. Ahhhh, now that was better.
I told him to just focus on fingering me and rubbing my balls. I grabbed his hair and started fucking his mouth. I felt the feeling start to get closer so I went faster, fucking his mouth for all I was worth as he fingered my hole.
As I felt the orgasm coming, I pulled out. Watery cum exploded out of my dick and two huge squirts covered Jeff's face. Three smaller ones fell into the bathwater.
"Damn," I sighed. "Did baby like his bottle?"
Jeff sat there passively. When he thought my eyes were closed as I caught my breath, he wiped the cum off his face and licked his hand.
"Taste better than Greg's?"
Silence.
"Answer me!"
"Yes," he whispered. "It's more sweeter."
I stood up and got out of the tub. I had to go the bathroom when a thought hit me. I aimed my only slightly softened dick toward Jeff and let her rip. The yellow stream covered his face and hair, even washing some of my big boy sperm off.
"What the f..." he said, but before I could finish, I aimed the stream toward his mouth and got a little in before he coughed and turned away.
I dried myself off as he sat there in the tub, humiliated, trying to wash my fluids off him but the bathwater was so dirty, he wasn't sure what to do.
I grabbed his hair and made him get up. I dried him thoroughly. The attention made his baby dinkie stand at attention. I laughed.
"Your dinkie is way shorter hard than mine is soft," I said with a laugh. "You're completely hairless. It's skinny than a pencil. If someone just looked at your crotch, they'd probably think you were 10, not 15. I bet most 10 year olds are huger
than you."
"It's not that tiny," he whimpered, finally standing up for himself barely.
"Wanna bet?"
He said nothing.
I grabbed Jeff by his baby stiffie and led him toward my room. When we walked in, we saw my little cousin Nate sitting on my bed in his yellow footy pajamas playing with my Xbox. I felt Jeff's boner go soft almost instantly.
"Hey Nate," I said.
Nate turned his head and saw us in our birthday suits, my hand of Jeffy's shrunken dinkie...
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(to be continued) Feedback welcome. Also, I already have some ideas but I'd love to hear other people's suggestions about what should happen. I don't guarantee I will use all of them but I'll read them and hopefully use some. -Tyler