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Chris was on his way to gym class. It had been a rather boring day for him so far. He did okay in school, but didn't always enjoy being there. For the most part, he liked school because it gave him a chance to hang out with his friends. That's why he was looking forward to the gym class because most of his best friends were in the same class with him.
Although Chris was pretty close with all his buds, he was very sure that none of them knew that he secretly fantasized about most of them. It was something he never let any of them know, however. He was pretty good at playing it straight.
Chris was seventeen on that day where he made the biggest mistake of his life. He was a goodlooking guy, hair cut short, in shape and he thought he had a handsome face. Many of his recent nights have been spent at the gym, trying to get himself in even better shape, though. Some of his friends were really hot and since he knew that he could never physically have any of them, the least he could do was make himself look like them.
Jordan, one of Chris' best friends and one of the sexiest guys in the locker room, was already changing when Chris made it into the locker room. there were not assignd lockers, but Chris always tried his best to be as close to Jordan as possible. Whenever his good friend was not looking, Chris would sneak as many peaks as possible. It was unforunate, however, that there were no mandatory showers after gym class. It sucked because none of the guys had ever taken a shower at all. So, Chris' fantasies about Jordan remained exactly that: Fantasies.
Chris got a locker as close to Jordan as possible. He was in luck that day because the one right to the left of Jordan was completely open. His friend had already stripped down to his boxers and hadn't seemed in any big hurry to get his clothes on. Instead, he was bullshitting witht he other guys in the room. He saw his buddy Chris show up and he patted him on the shoulder.
"Hey, man, see something you like?" he joked, showing off his body to his friend.
"Absolutely not," Chris lied through his teeth. There was nothing about Jordan to not like, though. His friend was very hot. He was tall, toned and lean, had perfect, wavy hair. He had the hottest ass that Chris had ever seen. More than once, Chris had gotten a little feel of it when they had played flag football. Jordan always liked to wear his flag right over his ass, thinking no one would pull it off. Chris always did though. But the one thing that as on Chris' mind was what he had never gotten to see or feel. He wanted more than anything to see what was in the front of his buddy's boxers.
Realizing he might be staring just a little too long, Chris started to change into his gym clothes. He tried checking out Jordan from the corner of his eye only. It made him nervous but he was sure that no one had noticed. In fact, most of the guys had gone back to their screwing around and the attention was off of Chris.
By the time Chris had gotten his gym clothes on, Jordan was still standing around in his boxers. That was typical of him. He liked to show off his body. It didn't bother Chris in the least bit. Plus, he had a few minutes to goof off with his friends before they had to head up to the gym class.
Jordan was talking and he noticed when Chris came over. The guys were talking about girls, as guys seemed to be only be able to do. Jordan was talking about his latest 'conquest' and the other guys were laughing. Chris knew the story was probably bull, but definitely wouldn't have said anything. He didn't usually make up the stories like his buddies did, but didn't mind hearing them.
"Well, yeah, Steph was like the most fun I ever had," Jordan was saying. "The cool thing was, she wanted to do everything. Yeah, I got to just lay back and enjoy it. Nothing more awesome than a girl who loves your cock, huh guys?"
Jake, one of the other guys, laughed. "Yeah, like anyone could love something as little as your dick," he giggled.
"Oh, hey now!" Jordan said. "Ain't NOTHING little about my boy. Won't don't you guys take a look if you don't believe me?" At that moment, Jordan took the waistband of his boxers and pulled them out. It didn't reveal anything, but if he lowered them a bit, everyone would be able to see everything. Although this was exactly what Chris wanted, none of the other guys were slightly interested.
"Don't you dare man!" one of the other guys says. "No one wants to see that shit!"
'Speak for yourself' Chris thought. He was standing right by Jordan so he thought he could probably get a peek before anyone noticed. He craned his head slightly, but at the last moment realized what he might be risking. It was better to just not know than to have everything think he was a fag. With the most amazing self control he could muster, Chris managed not to look.
Jordan let the waistband snap back to his waist. He chuckled. "You guys are just scared you won't be able to compete with me," he said. "That's okay." He then looked at Chris and elbowed him. "Chris here got the best view, though, hey bud?"
A twinge of fear shot through Chris' body. He had been absolutely sure that he had not been caught. Looking up at his friend, he saw Jordan turn and walk back to the locker to get dressed. He was feeling so paranoid that he didn't even allow himself to look at his friend's butt. instead, Chris turned and went up to the gym class. He was the first one there, but it didn't matter. The only thing that did was keeping his secret.
In gym class, they played basketball. It was the middle of winter and had been snowing lately. It was too bad because Chris was definitely in the mood for some flag football. It was just as well, however, because the thought of what he could have seen in Jordan's boxers was in his mind all day. He so wanted to see his friend's cock, resting in those boxers. Several times, Chris found himself getting hard throughout the gym class. He just relaxed tried to ignore it.
After gym class, he made his way through the rest of the day unscathed. It was Friday and he was just very happy to get out of school. The whole scene with Jordan was way too much and Chris needed to get home to jack off.
As he was walking out the door, he heard someone call his name out. "Hey, Chris, man, wait a minute!" He heard. He turned and saw Jordan running up to him. He resisted every urge to check out his buds package.
"Hey, what's up?" Chris asked.
"I dunno," Jordan said. "I just thought maybe we could hang out together, have a bit of a sleepover or something. What do you think?"
"A sleepover?" Chris asked, both loving and hating the idea at the same time.
"Yeah, why not?" Jordan said. "We could play video games, sit around in our boxers, talk about girls. Sounds like fun, doesn't it?"
'Jordan in his boxers again,' Chris thought to himself. There was nothing at all that sounded so fun.
"Yeah, I guess that sounds cool," Chris said. "Want me to come over to you place?"
"Nah," came Jordan's reply. "I'll just come home with you right now. You know me, I don't sleep in anything but my underwear, so i don't need anything from home. Let's go hang out."
The walk home started out as being uncomfortable, but it got much better as they went on. Pretty soon, all of those thoughts about Jordan's package had left Chris' mind and they were pretty much just buddies again.
Chris and Jordan had a very wonderful time. They hung out, had sloppy joes and fries for dinner, played just about every video game known to man. They were hanging out on Chris' bed when Jordan stood up and started to shuck his pants.
"Man, I am sorry, but I just feel so trapped in these jeans," Jordan said. "I can't see how people can wear them all the time." Just in his t-shirt and boxers, he looked at Chris. "You don't mind this do you?"
"Not at all," Chris said, hoping he didn't sound so eager. He so had been wanting to see this all day. He felt his cock start to stiffen again and just did his best to ignore it.
"Good deal," Jordan said. He sat back down on the bed and they kept playing games. Suddenly all the horsing around had stopped. Chris was doing his best to not obviously check out his friend too much.
"Why don't you take your pants off too?" Jordan asked without looking at Chris.
Chris felt a little jolt throughout his whole body. There was nothing he wanted to do more, but knew it was a bad idea. If Jordan knew he had a boner, things would change between them and he didn't want that.
"Nope, I am cool," Chris said. "I like keeping my pants on."
"But I insist," Jordan said, a little more firmly than he had before. "I think you'd be more comfortable."
"I'm as comfy as I can be," Chris said, starting to feel a little uneasy. "No problem. Let's just play."
"You can't be comfy with that hard on pressing against your jeans, Chris," Jordan said.
Chris froze. He stopped working the controller, but it didn't matter. He wasn't that focused on the game anymore. "Wha-" he began but was cut off by Jordan.
"Hey, it's cool man," Jordan said. "I get hard ons all the time. Why do you think I don't like wearing jeans? Just take them off."
"No, I am okay," Chris reiterated.
"Chris," Jordan said in a more demanding voice. Then in a very even tone, "Take your pants off or I will take them off for you."
Although that was the stuff of Chris' fantasies, he knew better than to hope it would come true for him right now. He shucked his jeans pretty quickly. He was wearing gray boxers which were now pretty tented and even had a precum spot stain or too. Chris felt himself blush deeply.
Jordan laughed. "Don't worry about it, bud," he said. "I have destroyed quite a few pairs of underwear with all my precum. Just relax. I bet it feels realy good to have that hard on free, doesn't it?"
Chris agreed, rather sheepishly that it did. He wanted to take the focus away from his cock, however, and suggested that they go back to playing video games. They did and started having fun for a while. Chris almost had totally forgotten that he was sitting there with a raging hardon. Jordan didn't let him forget, though.
"Chris, I think it would be a good idea for you to get out of your shirt and your boxers now," Jordan suggested out of the blue.
"What?" Chris asked, totally excited, shocked and puzzled at the same time.
"Take off your shirt and your boxers, Chris," Jordan stated evenly.
"But then I'll be naked," Chris stated the obvious. "Let's just play the game, man, okay?"
Jordan looked over at Chris and was red in the face. "I said to take off your damn fucking shirt and your boxers and you sure as hell better do it right now!" He yelled.
Fear-yet still mixed with excitement-shot through Chris' body. The tone of Jordan's voice told him that his friend meant business. Wasting no time at all, Chris shucked his shirt and he tossed it across the room. He hesitated to take his boxers off, but the stern look in his friend's eyes told him it was not a wise idea to dilly dally. He pulled his boxers down and dropped them on the floor. Jordan reached down with his foot and pushed them away. Chris sat there, naked, hard and leaking. He felt his entire body blushing.
"You won't be needing these for a while," Jordan said.
"Why are you doing this?" Chris asked.
"Why are you so hard?" Jordan asked, looking at Chris' swollen cock. "Are you hard because I am in my underwear?"
"I'm not gay," Chris stated with a tremble in his voice. He tried to cover himself up with his body.
"Spread those legs and let that cock stick out!" Jordan ordered. Chris hurried to obey. He spread his legs apart and his cock jutted out, precum making it glisten in the light. If he hadn't been so excited, he probably would have started crying.
"Pretty horny there, aren't you, Chris?" Jordan asked coldly. CHris had never seen this side of his friend before. They were always such good buds but for some reason, Jordan had taken on some sort of dominant and almost evil role.
Chris simply nodded. He was too scared.
"Jack your cock," Jordan ordered. He was watching Chris intently, but there was no way to tell if he was getting hard or not. His friend had placed the controller for the PS2 over his lap along with his hands.
"I can't," Chris protested. "I can't do that in front of everyone."
"Jack yout fucking cock now!" Jordan yelled at Chris. He yelled very loud and it scared Chris. He wasn't worried too much about Jordan doing anything, but both of his parents were still home. The last thing he needed was for them to walk in and such a scene.
Reaching down slowly, Chris closed his hand on his dick. It was slippery and it caused him to moan a bit. He then started slowly stroking it, like he was told to do.
"That's a good boy," Jordan said and sounded more relaxed. "You're going to keep jacking that until you cum, but you can't cum until I tell you to. All right?"
Chris nodded again.
"While you're jacking I am going to tell you about a few things that are going to be changing in your life," Jordan went on. "Sound good?"
It didn't. But Chris knew better at this point than to not agree.
"I guess you're wondering why I am doing this?" Jordan asked. "You're probably wondering if I am gay. But get that fucking thought out of your head right now. I am Not a fag. You are."
"I'm not," Chris protested and took his hand off his dick.
"You put your fucking hands back on your cock and jack now!" Jordan said. "If you take them off one more time, I am going to tell everyone in the entire school how you were trying to look down my crotch earlier."
Chris' jaw fell open. He kept jacking, however. His cock was feeling so good and swollen in spite of this new revalation.
"Yeah, of course i saw you looking, you queer," Jordan said. "You made it pretty damn obvious. You're only lucky no one else saw a thing. But i will tell them and you know they'll believe me."
Chris wasn't sure whether they would or not, but that wasn't something he was going to say. Instead, he just continued jacking his cock up and down. It felt really good, despite all the butterflies in his stomach. He was shooting out lots of precum and it kept his cock all nice and glistening.
"So for now on, you're going to be doing a lot of embarrasing things," Jordan continued. "But probably nothing to get you in trouble right away. If you keep being a good boy, you'll eventually get something you really want to have. If not, well, then, I am sure your parents will have a lot to say to you when they know there only son is a homo. You got it?"
Chris nodded. He kept jacking his cock and although it felt good, he knew he would be cumming soon. He hoped that Jordan was going to let him.
"So, what you're goig to do first is go to the store and buy some things," Jordan said. "Do you have money?"
"A little," Chris said, ever away pulling on his dick. He was getting close to the edge and he started to squirm a bit.
"Okay," Jordan said. "Tomorrow I want you to pick up a plunger, some candles and two packages of disposable diapers. Get tape up diapers and then a package of goodnites too. But make sure they'll fit you, all right?"
"Diapers!' Chris asked, shocked. "I can't wear diapers!"
"You'll do whatever I tell you too, or you know the consequences," Jordan said and Chris settled down. "Are you getting close?"
"Yeah," Chris wimpered. "Can I cum?"
"Are you going to do whatever I say?" Jordan asked.
"Answer me outloud!" Jordan demanded.
"Yes, I will," Chris said.
"Good," Jordan said. "Start twisting your hand around you cock and jack faster."
"But that will make me cum!" Chris protested.
"Do what I tell you to!' Jordan ordered. "And you better not cum until I tell you to!"
"Okay," Chris wimpered. He was on the edge, but he kept jacking his cock. He twisted his hand around his dick, and the feelign was so intense.
"Who calls all the shots now?" Jordan asked.
"You do," Chris said, shuddering.
"Who will you obey?"
"Only you, Jordan."
"Do you want to cum?" Jordan asked.
"Please let me cum!" Chris pleaded.
"If you cum, you're naked for the rest of the night," Jordan said. "That's the only way I'll let you."
"please don't make me stay naked, Jordan, please!" Chris pleaded. "I'll do anything!"
"You'll do what I tell you to, or you won't cum," Jordan said. "And you'll never, ever see what's in my boxers either. And you want to see my dick, don't you, fag?"
In spite of himself, Chris nodded.
"What?" Jordan asked.
"I want to see your cock," Chris admitted.
"And you'll stay naked tonight?" Jordan asked.
"Yes, I will," Chris said. He didn't know what he would do if his mom came to check on him. It bothered him being naked in front of Jordan all night. But on the same hand, everything was exciting at the same time. Plus, he was about to shoot off all over everywhere and he needed Jordan's permission first.
"Want to cum?" Jordan asked.
"Yes! i am so close!" Chris said, louder than he would have wished.
"Beg me," Jordan ordered.
Embarrassed, Chris tried his best. "Please let me cum, Jordan, I am so close. I promise i will do whatever you tell me to. Just please let me cum. I can't hold it back any longer. Please!"
Jordan smiled and seem very satisfied with himself. He didn't say anything at first though. He simply looked at his friend.
"Please Jordan! I can't hold off any longer!" Chris cried.
"Cum, but I want you catch all the cum in your hand," Jordan ordered.
Relieved, Chris put his hand up by his cock head. He started stroking and then he felt the orgasm rise. Hundreds of shudders went through his body as he found himself cumming for the first time in front of his friend. Spurt after spurt shot against his palm. There was so much cum that it was overflowing in his palm. It was a while before he was spent, but when he was, he let go of his cock.
He then looked at Jordan who smiled.
"Why are you smiling?" Chris asked, the nervousness apparent in his voice. He held his hand in front of him, with the huge load of cum he had just shot.
"I ask the questions, not you!" Jordan said through clenched teeth. He didn't sound angry, though, and Chris was thankful for that. He was very sure he didn't want to make his friend mad.
"I'm sorry," Chris said. He instead just sat there, totally naked, holding the load of cum in his hand. It felt very uncomfortable. Since he had just came, he truly wanted to cover himself up. For the most part, the horniness had left him. He kept himself uncovered, though, sitting there until Jordan spoke again.
"Bring your hand up to your face," Jordan ordered.
A terrible thought went through Chris' mind as to what his friend was about to make him do. There was little in his mind that seemed nastier than eating his own cum. He had heard people doing it before, but couldn't get why they would want to. It was slimey and nasty. Still, he did what he was told and brought the cum up closer to his face.
"Do you know what I am about to make you do?" Jordan asked, the smile ever present on his face.
Chris nodded, very sure that he did.
"Don't nod, tell me that you know," Jordan ordered.
"Yeah, I am sure I know what you're about to make me do," Chris admitted.
"Do you want to?" Jordan asked.
This time Chris shook his head. There was no way he wanted to eat his cum. He figured he would be doing it whether he admitted to it or not, though.
"Stick out your tongue."
Chris did as instructed.
With a huge grimace, Chris stuck his tongue into the puddle of cum in his palm. He immediately did not like the taste and backed his tongue away. It was a mistake to do so, he was sure of it, but the texture was vile. He just didn't like it.
"Didn't like that, huh?" Jordan asked.
"No," chris admitted. "Do I have to eat it?"
"I am not going to make you eat it," Jordan said. "Whatever gave you that idea?"
Chris was relieved. He started to move his hand away from his face, but was corrected by his friend right away.
"I didn't say you could do that, fag!" Jordan said, the smile finally leaving his face. Chris put the hand back up to his lips. "You only do anything when I say you do it. You fucking understand?"
Chris nodded and then quickly, before he could be admonished for not talking, said "Yes I understand."
"Good, now here's what I want you to do," Jordan said. "Bring the cum up to your face. Then I want you to wipe it into your face and hair. The whole load too."
"But Jordan-" Chris began to protest and was cut off immediately by Jordan.
"Dont you ever say 'but' to me!" Jordan yelled. It caused Chris to jump and freaked him out for fear that his parents might have heard it. "You'll do what the hell I tell you too whether you like it or not. Now do it!"
"I am sorry, Jordan, I really am," Chris said. "Please don't be mad." he was deliberately talking low in hopes that Jordan would lower his voice as well. "I'll do what I am told. I am sorry."
Jordan seemed to calm down a bit. "Okay, then get to work and start doing it," he instructed.
Chris did exactly as he was told to do. He took his palm that contained all of his semen, and started wiping it into his face and hair. It felt like he was using some sticky and strange body wash. He took care not to get any in his mouth, though some of it did get on his lips. When he was finished, he felt disgusted and totally humiliated. Jordan, on the other hand, seemed very happy.
"See, now that wasn't so bad now, was it?" Jordan asked.
"No, it wasn't," Chris lied. In fact it was pretty terrible and he wasn't enjoying it at all. "Can I go clean up now?"
"Who said you were going to get to clean up at all? Jordan laughed. "I didn't."
"Oh, come on, please!" Chris pled. "What if my mom comes in and checks on me?"
"I'll just tell her that you were really horny and you came all over your face," Jordan laughed. "Either way, you're naked and cummy for the rest of the night. You might as well get used to it."
Chris resigned himself to the fact that there wasn't anything he could do to get out of this predicament. He was very fortunate that his parents eventually went to bed without checking in on him. It was not too unusual being that he did have a guest over. It was hard for him to be naked the entire time, because he would sometimes get hard while the two friends played video games or talked. Jordan at no times let Chris cover himseld either. And when it was time for bed, Chris had to sleep naked on the floor while Jordan took the nice warm bed for himself. Chris slept that night wondering what the hell he had gotten himself into.
The following morning, Jordan said he had to go. He had some instructions left for Chris, but said he wouldn't be seeing him again until School on Monday morning. As was told to him before, he had to go to the store and buy diapers, candles and a plunger. Who knew what the candles and the plungers were for, but the diapers were pretty obvious. Jordan lay out the rest of Chris' instructions for MOnday morning.
"You're going to get up early enough so that you have time to do all of these things," Jordan instructed. "First, after you shower, you are going to lay out a diaper on your bed. Then, you are going to put some baby powder on, lay your naked butt down on the diaper and tape it up around your waist. Got it?"
Chris indicated that he indeed got it.
"Okay, then you can get dressed as normal. Also, you can put on a pair of pants over your diaper, because you'll be changing for school. I don't want anyone to know that I have you in diapers. At least not just yet, all right?"
Chris was totally happy with that idea as well.
"Then, for the entire day, you are only allowed to use that diaper to pee in," Jordan added. "I will check you periodicaly during the day to make sure that your diaper is wet."
"You want me to pee in the diaper?" Chris asked in disbelief.
"Yes, and you will do it too," Jordan replied. "Or trust me, you won't be happy with what I do to you."
Chris kept his mouth shut. He was still naked and covered in cum. It had dried up in his hair and he knew he would have a bitch of a time getting it all cleaned up once Jordan left.
"What if I have to pee a lot?" Chris asked. "I don't want anyone to know I am wearing the diaper by having it leak."
"If you pee a lot, then I guess you're going to have to change your diaper at school, aren't you?" Jordan asked while his friend's jaw dropped. "You will include an extra change of diaper in your book bag and we'll decide if it's something you will end up doing or not, okay?"
"Okay," Chris said with a sigh. It wasn't something he was planing on getting into. He already had a plan. He just wouldn't drink very much on Monday. It might be a bit miserable, even in gym class, but it would be okay. Wearing a diaper to school was bad enough, but having to change it in front of everyone-well he couldn't imagine anything being too much worse than that.
"But you'll be in the diaper the whole day," Jordan continued. "Piss me off, and you can try to guess what is going to happen."
"Do I have to do this?" Chris asked, putting his hands down to his sides. He was thinking if he left himself more open and vunerable.
Jordan laughed again. "You want to do it," he said.
"Huh?" Chris said and then he followed Jordan's gaze down to his lap. His cock was as hard as a rock and he didn't even notice it. A little drip of precum escaped from the tip of his head. His whole body blushed. He almost moved his hand down towards his dick, but realized he didn't want to get yelled at again.
"You can play with it if you want to," Jordan said, sitting back against the bed. "I can wait around a little bit longer to watch."
"I'd rather do it later," Chris said.
"You'll do it now or you won't be cumming for a while," Jordan said. "I guess I forgot to tell you that you can't cum unless I tell you that you can. And that's only if I am in a good mood."
Chris thought about it for a few moments. He really didn't think that Jordan was going to put so many restrictions on him. But he was somewhat horny and strangely turned on by the things that were happening to him. It was weird jacking off in front of his friend, but he had done it the night before, so it couldn't be too bad to do it again. Chris slowly took hold of his hard cock and started stroking it slowly. A small sigh escaped his lips.
"Like that, huh?" Jordan asked out of the blue.
"Yeah, I love it," Chris said. The more he stroked his cock, the more his discomfort faded away. After a while it was all gone and he felt fine stroking his cock in front of his friend. It became less and less about his embarrasement and more and more about getting off. It didn't take him very long to get close to the edge. Obviously, Jordan was able to tell because right when Chris got close to the point of no return, Jordan grabbed his hand and pulled it off of his cock.
"What the hell?" Chris asked and wished he hadn't. Luckily, however, Jordan did not admonish him for it.
"I've changed my mind," Jordan said. "You can't cum right now."
"Oh come on, please!" Chris begged. He remembered how much Jordan had liked the begging and hoped that it would change his mind. "I really need to cum, I was right on the edge, man!"
"I said no and that's it," Jordan said. He then got up and started getting ready to leave. "I have to go now. My mom wants me home by noon. You need to get dressed and get down to the store to buy your diapers and things. I will see you on Monday. If you cum before then and I find out, you'll regret it big time. See you later, gay boy."
With that Jordan got up and left.
The trip to the store was very embarrasing for Chris. He went to the local Wal-Mart to get the plunger and the candles. It was very busy there, as it always seemed to be on a Saturday. He had intended on getting the diapers there as well, but eventually decided not to do it. There were too many people and it was too hard. He decided to stop off at the local pharmacy and pick the diapers up there.
When he got to the pharmacy, he walked around the aisles for a while, trying to prolong what he was doing. Figuring it was a good idea to get the Goodnites first, he did that. He went over to the aisle and picked out the largest ones he could find. Chris was thin and not too big for his age, so he knew that he should be able to fit in them. Then, after a long wait at the adult diaper aisles, he finally decided to go back and pick out the largest kids diapers he could find. He was able to find a newer version of Pampers that were for older kids who still had wetting problems. Unfortunatley, they had bears on them. He wasn't too happy with that, but figured no one would be seeing it anyway. So, he spent the last of his money on these items and some baby powder and went home.
The weekend passed by way too quickly for Chris. He was dreading the impending diaper experiment coming for him on Monday morning. Not being able to cum made everything even worse. His mind kept wandering to sex and he wasn't able to concentrate very much. He hoped it didn't really affect his homework as much as it made it hard for him to sleep. Before he knew it, it was Monday morning.
"Chris, get up and get ready for school!" Chris' mom yelled up the stairs at him.
Chris groaned, knowing that it was exactly not what he had wanted to hear. But, he got up and showered. Once he was done with the shower, he knew what he had to do next.
Chris opened the package of the Pampers for the older kids. He took out one of the diapers and laid it down on his bed. Looking at it, he figured he would be able to get it on quite comfortabley. He felt something heavy in the pit of his stomach as he went about the task. There wasn't anything more humiliating to him than having to wear a diaper. It just made him feel so much like a kid. Even worse would be if someone found out. Chris grabbed the diaper and crinkled it confirming that someone could indeed here that he was wearing it.
As Chris lay down on the diaper, he remembered the last time he had to wear a diaper. He was five years old and completely potty trained. However, he had been staying at a friend of his mom's while his parents were out of time. He had an accident because he had stayed out too long to play. He came home to the lady's house, and she had thrown a holy fit. She made Chris walk around the house naked while she went to her friend's house to get some diapers. All of the lady's children told Chris to just get in bed, but he was too scared to do that. When she returned, she laid him down on the diaper. He was five years old, but by that point he was crying like the little baby she was making him into. Grabbing his ankles, she lifted his leg, powdered him and diapered him. He slept that night in the diapers and ended up actually enjoying himself and sleeping well. In the morning, the lady asked how he had liked being back in diapers, and he said he liked it.
However, that was 12 years ago. Chris was 17 now and had no desire to get himself diapered up. He knew he had to, though, or who could know what Jordan would do to him.
After putting powder on himself, Chris rubbed it into himself and his cock and balls. Right away, he felt himself start getting hard again. He knew he should stop, but instead he kept playing. The whole weekend, he had done a great job of not touching himself at all. Being 17 made it quite difficult to not jack off many times during a weekend, though.
Chris jacked, stroked and played with his cock. It felt really good and he forgot he was supposed to be diapering himelf. Everything faded away and there was nothing but his hand, movig slowly up and down his six inch cock. It was so wonderful that he barely noticed he was about to cum. It was only once he had reached the point of no return that Chris' eyes shot open and he pulled his hand off his cock.
It was too late though. His dick started throbbing and after a moment, cum started shooting out of it. It sucked because it didn't feel anywhere near as good as it could have felt it he had been jacking. Plus, even though his belly was covered in the cum, it didn't take away his horniness. If anything it made it worse.
Chris was freaked because he didn't know what to do. He had a towel by his bed so he used it to wipe up the cum. He then decided it wouldn't be a good idea to let Jordan know that this happened. Chris pulled the diaper up between his legs and then opened it and taped it up.
It was an odd feelng wearing a diaper after all of these years. But it wasn't necessarily bad, either. Chris looked at himself in the mirror, and then went ahead and got dressed the rest of the way. He went downstairs and was surpised when his mom offered him a ride to school.
Chris was acutely aware of his every movement and he loudly heard every single noise the diaper made under his clothes. It was scary, and he was sure that his mom heard it all. But if she did, she never said a single word about it.
The hardest thing happened when Chris got to school. He told his mom bye, stood up and heard the diaper make some loud crinkles. He took a deep breath and went to find Jordan.
Chris hoped deeply that his mom hadn't heard the sounds the diaper was making. It was hard for him to not pay all of his attention to the crinkling noises. Looking down, he wondered if anyone would have been able to tell. Were there any bulges in his pants? Did it look thicker in certain places? Were the sounds really that noticeable as they were to him?
He had no real idea. Walking towards the school entrance, he felt himself starting to sweat just a little bit. He was acutely aware of everything that had been going on around him. There were several students hanging around outside the school, but he paid them no mind. None of them were his friends. Even if they were, Chris would have probably just walked past them anyway.
Once inside the school, there was no going back. The hallways were full of other students who were just socializing before class. The entrance to the school was unfortunately quite a ways away from his locker. He just hoped he could get there with no problem.
Some of the other kids looked at Chris and even said hi to him. He was lucky that no one tried to stop him as he walked along the hallway. Each time he just gave his return hellos and went on his way.
Chris made it to his locker with no problem. He put some things in there, took some other things out for his first classes. Once he was ready, he headed out to his class. His extra diaper was left in the locker and he made sure several times that his locker was locked tight.
Things were just as difficult walking to his class. He was beginning to feel slightly better as no one had seemed to notice his predicament. It made sense to him when he thought more about it. How would anyone really know he was wearing a diaper? He noticed the sounds and bulges, but that was mainly because he knew he was in a diaper. No one else had those things to think about.
When he was about to make it to his class, that's when he heard it.
"Hey, Chris!" Jordan's voice shouted. It made him cringe, but he tried to make that unoticeable. Instead, Chris turned around.
Jordan was standing there with a couple of their mutual friends. Jake was there as as Thomas and Wes. They were all very hot guys that Chris had noticed on more than one occasion. Each one of them was smiling and that sent a shiver of fear down Chris' spine. Had Jordan told them all what was going on?
Trying to be normal, Chris waved back and smiled. He wanted to turn around and walk away, hoping the wave would be enough. No sooner had he begun to do so though, then Jordan spoke again.
"Get your ass over here!" Jordan said, not unfriendly. "Ain't you got time to hang out with your buddies before class?"
Bracing himself, Chris slowly made his way over to the group. He tried his best to act normally. He wondered if in doing so, he was really acting strange. He got close enough to his friends to talk, but tried to stay far enough away to keep them from noticing anything.
"What's up, guys?" Chris asked as he got stood there. He was becoming even more aware of the diaper that he was enclosed in.
"Nothing out of the ordinary," Jordan said with a smile. "How are you doing?"
"Oh, I am fine," Chris said. "Just want to get to class, you know. I didn't sleep so good last night."
"Why not?" Wes asked. He was still smiling and that really shook Chris' nerves. Why were they all smiling like that?
"Oh, I dunno," Chris said. "Guess I was a little stressed out. You know how it is."
"Sure do," Jordan said. "Hey, I got you something."
Fear gripped Chris' heart. He half expected, as his friend reached into his backpack, that Jordan was going to pull out a diaper. That would explain why everyone was smiling so much.
But all Jordan did was pull out an orange cream soda. He handed it over to Chris who took it. It was one of his favorite drinks. However, Chris had deliberately not drank anything for breakfast and intended to not drink much during the day. So, he thanked Jordan for it and was about to put it in his backpack.
"Aren't you going to drink it?" Jordan asked. A bit of sterness entered his voice. He cocked his head to the side, quietly communicating to Chris that putting the can away was not a good idea.
"Oh, I though I would save it for English class," Chris said. "I'm not really thirsty right now."
"Oh come on," Jordan said. "I buy you a drink and you're not even going to drink it? I thought you and I could have a contest."
"Contest?" Chris asked.
"Yeah," Jordan replied. "I got myself one too. Let's see who can chug it the fastest."
"I dunno," Chris said. "I really have to get to class."
Jordan's smile faded just a bit. It was definitely not what Chris wanted to see. "Oh come on, Chris," he said. "You've got about five minutes left. Let's see who can chug the fastest." With that, Jordan pulled out his own can and opened it up.
Chris really didn't want to do this. He knew if anything, the pop would make him have to go pee. It always seemed to do that. But, he knew better than to challenge Jordan. He would just not have anything to drink at lunch. He opened the can.
"Okay, let's chug it!" Jordan said and put the can up to his lips. Chris followed suit and the contest began. It only took a few moments before Jordan was done and lowered his can. Chris was going a bit slower but he was about done too. When he lowered his can, Jordan was smiling at him.
"I win!" Jordan said. "I guess that means I have to make you do something later on, huh? Maybe I should punish you for losing." He said everything like he was joking, probably for the sake of their friends. Chris knew he should smile and just play along with it.
"You could make him buy you lunch today," Wes suggested. The three other guys hadn't really said much. It was still hard to tell if Jordan had told them about what was going on. But since he seemed to be trying to keep things quiet, he hadn't said a word.
"Not a bad idea," Jordan said. "I'll meet up with you after fourth period. Better get to class now, you were in such a hurry a few moments ago."
Chris said his goodbyes and headed towards class.
There were two things that were mainly worrying Chris on this day. Other than anyone noticing the diapers, he was a bit freaked out about gym class and lunch. Luckily, gym class was a bit later in the day. He had it 7th period. Lunch was right after fourth period. Chris was worried now that he couldn't drink anything until then.
English class passed easily enough. The second and third classes were easy as well. But it was the fourth period class that things began to get a little difficult. It was no more than 10 minutes into the class before Chris began to feel the need to go pee. It didn't take very long, either, before that need became a strong desire.
At first, Chris thought he could just hold his legs closed. He did this for a while, but it didn't help. Looking at the clock, he saw that there was at least 30 minutes left in the class. He gritted his teeth and decided that he would make it. He thought he could make it to the bathroom if he asked the teacher. Only problem with that was that he wasn't sure if the diaper would tape back up correctly. And that would end up in an inevitable diaper change.
The class went by extremely slowly. As each second ticked by, Chris felt everything getter harder and harder. His urge to piss just got stronger and stronger and seemed like it was not anywhere near going away. When there were only five minutes left in the class, Chris realized there was no way he was getting out without peeing. He figured he would be all right if he just peed once.
Chris glanced around to see if anyone was paying attention. The teacher for this class was not very interesting, and indeed no one was giving her any mind. But no one was watching his ongoing struggle either. So he would be able to finally get some relief.
It didn't take very long before he realized this wasn't as easy as he thought it was. He tried letting go in the diaper, but couldn't seem to get anything flowing. A moment of distress crossed his mind as he surmised that he might not be able to wet the diaper nor go to the bathroom.
The panic gripped him and he tried harder and harder to pee. It was ironic because he really didn't want to pee the diaper, but he was not sure how much longer he could go on holding it. Chris wasn't sure how many minutes were flying by as he sat there, trying to wet his diaper.
"Chris, answer the question," the teacher told him. Chris was surprised, because he had no idea that he was being spoken to. He rose his head up from his predicament and looked at the teacher.
"What?" he asked. It was enough to distract him from making himself to pee and that did the trick. Chris started peeing directly into his diaper.
The teacher repeated the question, but Chris really didn't hear it. He was trying to pay attention as he wet the diaper. It was too hard though. ONce it started flowing, he couldn't stop it. It was weird as he sat there, all eyes in the class on him as he was supposed to be answering a question. All eyes watching him as he was peeing his diaper for the first time in year. Chris turned red as he thought about what was happening, especially as not a single person in the class knew it. It felt like the pee would never stop flowing.
He hadn't remembered the last time he had to pee a diaper and it was a feeling he couldn't remember. It was weird feeling as if he was wetting his pants. But he got lucky because the bell rang just at that moment, as he wasn't paying attention to the teacher. As the pee stopped flowing into his diaper, all the kids in the class got up and started walking out.
Chris was on his way out too, when he heard the teacher call his name. He walked over to her to see what she wanted. His diaper was pretty wet, but it seemed to have soaked up the entire flow. He was strangely comfortable and warm.
"Chris, are you okay?" She asked. "You seemed really distracted as I was talking to you about the question."
"I-I'm s-sorry," Chris said. "I just am not feeling so great today. A little dizzy is all."
"You want to go to the nurse?" She asked.
"No, it's okay." CHris stammered. He just wanted to get out of the class as fast as he could. "I'll be okay." He had this weird image in his mind of the nurse finding out he was diapered and changing him. He didn't want to go through that. Plus, he knew he had to get to the bathroom to meet up with Jordan.
The teacher let him go and Chris hurried off to the bathroom. Luckily, it was lunch period for some of the students and the others were already in their next class. When Chris got to the bathroom, Jordan was there and he was alone.
"I was wondering when you'd show up," Jordan said. "We still have to have lunch, you know."
"I'm sorry," Chris said. "I got held up after class."
"Whatever, I don't care," Jordan said. "Now, have you came since the last time we saw each other?"
Chris knew that he had, but knew there was no way that Jordan could know that. He hated lying, but figured the real last time he had seen his friend was right before school started. Telling him would not be a lie.
"No, I haven't," Chris replied.
"Good, now drop your pants and your boxers," Jordan ordered.
"What?" Chris asked. "I can't do that here. What if someone walks in? They'll see me in diapers."
"I don't care," Jordan said. "You should have thought about that before you tried to look at my cock. Now either you can drop your drawers, or i could tell everyone in the class about how you're wearing diapers. Drop them."
Chris knew he had to do what he was told to do. He would probably get lucky and not have anyone walk in. He unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and lowered them along with his boxers. Standing there with his pants around his ankles, he looked down at his diapers. They were slightly yellowed because of the pee. He blushed and Jordan laughed. Chris wanted to cover himself, but couldn't.
"You got kids diapers?" Jordan laughed. "I thought you'd at least get some adult ones."
"I couldn't," Chris said. "People would have thought I was buying them for me."
"They have fucking bears on them!" Jordan kept laughing. "Oh my god, you're pathetic."
"Come on, man," Chris pleaded. "Don't make me do any of this anymore. Can't I just take the diaper off?"
"Not a chance," Jordan said. "I can see you wet it, though. That's good. But it doesn't look wet enough to change yet. I guess we'll have to change you before gym."
"Hey, it's not my fault you peed your pants. But it's going to get worse. You might as well get used to the fact that I own your ass now."
"I know," Chris said under his breath.
"In fact, I think you should miss lunch," Jordan said. "You're going to spend the rest of this period in the bathroom here."
"I'm hungry though," Chris said. "Can't I at least get something to eat?"
"No, and in fact, step out of your boxers and pants," Jordan said. "You wont be needing them. And take off your shirt too. You're going to spend the whole period in just your diaper. I'll be back after lunch, or sometime before gym to give you your clothes back. I haven't decided when yet."
"No, please don't make me do that," Chris pleaded. "What if someone comes in and sees me?"
"Well, you'll have to figure it out then, huh? Now do what I said."
Chris then took his shirt off and handed it to Jordan. Then he stepped out of his pants and boxers. Picking them up, he handed them over to his friend as well. It felt weird standing there, in just a diaper, especially one that was yellowed and with bears on it.
Jordan stuffed the clothes into his backpack and then patted Chris on his diapered ass. "Have fun, I'm going to go eat," he said and left the room.
Chris stood there for a little while in his diaper before he realized that he should go into the bathroom stall. He was right about to go in when he heard the door open up. Against his better judgement, he turned around. A small freshman that he didn't really recognize was standing in the doorway looking at him. Chris tried his best to cover up. In spite of the embarraseement, though, he felt his cock starting to get hard.
"What the hell are you doing?" the kid laughed. "Why are you wearing a diaper?"
"Um, I have a problem," Chris said and started walking towards the stall. "It's a medical problem."
"What a big baby," the kid said. "You're pretty big to be in diapers. What are you going to go change now?"
Chris ignored the kid and he went into the stall. He locked it as he heard the kid laughing. Sitting down, he noticed that the front of his diaper was very bulging. He was as hard as a rock.
Knowing that he wasn't allowed to jack off, Chris tried to will the erection down. He tried to be quiet and the laughing kid finally left. He spent the rest of the time in the bathroom stall before Jordan came back.
Sitting in the stall with the diaper on was one thing. Missing lunch was another thing. It was all rather annoying and Chris hated it. But he knew that was just about nothing he could do about it. He was in deep and it would be very hard for him to get out of the current predicament.
Luckily, Jordan came back right before Lunch was over. At first, Chris didn't know it was him, but soon Jordan called out his name. Reluctantly, Chris stood up and opened up the bathroom door. He went out to meet his fate.
"Well, I am surprised," Jordan said. "I didn't think that you'd be able to think of something smart like hiding in the bathroom stall." He was standing there, looking hot as ever. Chris found that he was still horny and his cock started to get bigger in the diaper. He wasn't sure if his friend noticed, though, because he said nothing. "Yeah," Chris said, blushing. "Can I have my clothes back?"
"Sure thing," Jordan said. He tossed Chris' clothes towards him, but on the floor. Chris tried to get them up before they spent more than a few seconds on the floor. He put on his boxers over his diaper, and then his jeans and shirt. It felt really nice to be clothed again. The diaper was hidden.
"So did anything interesting happen when I was gone?" Jordan asked. There was a knowing lilt in his voice that suggested he knew something had happened. It was urging enough for Chris to make sure he told the truth.
"Yeah," Chris said, feeling the flush through his face. "Some freshman kid came in and saw me in the diaper."
Jordan started laughing. He looked seriously amused. "That's great!" he laughed. "What did he say?"
"He asked me why I was wearing a diaper," Chris replied. "I told him I had a medical condition and he called me a big baby. He kept laughing at me."
Jordan kept giggling. "That's awesome," he said. "Did you pee any more?"
Chris shook his head. "No," he answered. "I don't have to." Jordan looked thoughtful for a few moments. "OKay," he said. "Maybe we won't change you before gym, then. I think you might be able to make it through the rest of the day."
A little flutter of anxiety made it's way through Chris' heart. He wasn't too enthusiastic about wearing a semi wet diaper in gym. Of course, he was not enthused about anything that has been going on. But he knew better than at that point to say anything. He just wanted to get this school day over as quickly as possible.
"Okay, Jordan," Chris said. And that was that.
Chris had a couple more classes before it was time for the moment that he dreaded the most. They went much differently than his last classes and passed rather quickly. Only once did Chris feel the need to pee in the diaper and he did it.
When time came for the seventh period gym class, Chris slowly made his way to the locker room. He wasn't exactly sure what he was scared of. Jordan had allowed him to wear his boxers over the diaper, so there wasn't much for him to worry about. It may have been possible to notice that the diaper was somewhat bunched up, but that was no big deal.
When he arrived at the locker room, nothing was out of the ordinary. Chris made his way over to his locker. As usual, Jordan and the other guys were there. Jordan was in his underwear already. Strangely enough, he was wearing tight blue briefs. In the entire time they have known each other, Chris was 100% sure that his friend never wore anything besides boxers. With Jordan looking the other way, his nice (and hopefully firm) butt, being hugged by the blue briefs was in sight for Chris to see. It was wonderful and he felt his cock starting to stiffen a little. A little bit of panic found it's way into his heart, but Chris dismissed it. The diaper would conceal it.
As Chris opened his locker, the noise was heard by his friends. It seemed like they were noticing him for the first time. Wes and Thomas both had their shorts on but no shirts. As he turned around, Jordan's crotch came in to full view. Chris gulped. It wasn't what he was trying to see the other day, in the flesh, but it was the first good look of his friend's cock in his tight briefs.
Jordan had quite a huge bulge in his briefs. In spite of everything, Chris lowered his eyes and kept them locked there for perhaps for a moment to long. The bulge of Jordan's cock snaked up his pelvis to the left of the briefs. It was amazing and Chris may have starte to drool just a bit.
"Hey, putz, what's up?" Jordan asked.
"Nothing much," Chris said. He started to put things in the locker and waited for his friends to get dressed. There was no way he wanted to change before they left. He decided to stall and kept going through his things, waiting for them to leave.
"Aren't you going to get changed?" Jordan asked. "It's raining out, so we're going to play Dodge Ball."
"Oh, lovely," Chris said. "Aren't you guys going up?" He hoped that it was a good stalling technique. There wasn't much worry that others would be watching him change, but it was his friends that he was concerned about. He just did not want to risk them noticing the diaper.
"Nah,we'll wait for you man," Jordan said. "Get changed." There was a touch of authority in his voice and Chris was sure that it meant he had no choice but to obey.
"Okay," Chris said. He took his shirt off first and put that in the locker. After taking off his shoes, he slowly lowered his pants down to his ankles and stepped back out of them. He put the jeans in the locker and reached for his shorts. It never occured to him to wonder why absolutely all of his friends were watching him change.
Before Chris had a chance to even grab his shorts, Jordan (Still clad in nothing but tight blue briefs) reached forward and pulled Chris' boxers down to his ankles. Chris was shocked and almost had a heart attack. In his shock, he stumbled back and out of the boxers. That gave Jordan the chance to kick them away. Chris was standing in front of about 30 boys, wearing nothing but a diaper with bears on them. "Oh shit, you were right Jordan!" Wes laughed as loud as he could. "What the hell, Chris wears diapers!" Thomas said.
This commotion got the attention of every boy in the room. They all looked around and saw Chris, one of the more popular boys in the school wearing a diaper with bears on it.
"And it looks like he wet it!" Wes added with a laugh. He noticed the yellow staining of the diapers.
By this point Jordan had picked up Chris' boxers and blocked his friend's locker. Chris made a move for it, but Jordan shook his head. Then Chris tried to cover himself up, but it was impossible. The diaper was not going away.
The various boys started to taunt him in the ways that only boys know how to do. In spite of being a rather masculine 17 year old boy, Chris felt tears start to well up in his eyes. Everything he thought was important was coming crashing down on him. It only took a few moments before the tears were flowing quickly.
"And now he's crying!" Thomas laughed.
"What a baby!" One of the other boys said.
It was at that moment that the gym teacher came in. He was majorly pissed off and started yelling at the boys to get dressed. A quick look over at Jordan and CHris almost thought he saw a hardon developing, but it wasn't important at the moment. The coach told Chris to go sit in his office. Chris did it quickly.
It was odd, sitting in the coach's office in nothing but a diaper. He wished that he would be able to get some clothes on, but he wasn't able to. Everything was strange and surreal, it all felt like a terrible nightmare.
Sadly enough, in spite of everything, Chris felt like he had to pee. THe diaper was not saturated at that point, so there wasn't anything for him to lose. He started peeing in the diaper.
When he was done, he heard the door and the coach came in with his clothes. He was a younger guy, only 23 years old and Chris has always thought he was very hot. But now, he only look terribly pissed off. He threw Chris' clothes on his lap.
"Why don't you get dressed, Chris," He suggested. Chris started to do as he was told.
"Can I ask you a question?" the teacher- whose name was Jack-asked. "Why am I wearing a diaper?" Chris asked.
"Well, I guess that was rather obvious, huh?" Jack said. "Generally they let us know these things so we can keep kids from having to dress. Why didn't your mom tell us you were in diapers?" "Um, she doesn't know," Chris said. He knew he had to make something up very quickly. "I've just been having some problems lately, so I wanted to handle it without her knowing."
"Have you been wetting the bed and anytime during the day at school?" Jack asked. "Maybe you need to see a doctor."
"No, I think it might just be stress or something," Chris suggested. "But you don't know," Jack said.
"No, I don't," Chris said. He immediately wished he could have thought of a better lie.
"Well, here's what I sorta have to do, Chris," Jack said hesitantly. "I can't let you go with a possible medical problem. I'm going to have to send you to the nurse's office and then your mom will have to be called. IF you've been wetting yourself and you have no idea why, then we need to get you to a doctor. As far as you know, you might have a parasite in your bladder or could even have something wrong with your prostrate. Here's a hall pass. Walk to the nurses office. I will call her and let her know what's up."
"Is there any way we can just forget it?" chris said with hope. Jack shook his head. "No, because if you are sick and I don't say anything, then I could lose my job."
That made sense. Chris got up and made his way to the nurse's office. The gym class was stil going on, so it wasn't too bad. There were no people in the halls who would have known. But Chris knew it wouldn't take long before everyone knew he was in diapers. He felt like his life was over.
SUddenly, someone grabbed him and pulled him into a room. He almost yelped, but when he realized that it was Jordan, it didn't matter. "What the fuck was that all about?" Chris yelled, angry with his friend for maybe the first time. He knew, deep down, that not all of what was hapening was that bad. It didn't all bother him, but the most recent 'outing' of him in the diapers was unforgiveable. He had had enough of Jordan's shit.
"Don't yell at me!" Jordan said. "You forget who's in charge here?" "In charge?" Chris asked, incredulously. "You just revealed the diaper thing to everyone. You don't have any power over me." "The hell I don't!" Jordan shouted and he pushed Chris up against the wall. "Sure, everyone might know about your diapers, but no one knows you're a fag yet. I can tell them if you want me to."
Chris didn't speak and just sat silently against the wall. He knew Jordan was right. He didn't move.
"What did you tell the coach?" Jordan asked once he knew that he was in control again.
Chris explained about what he had said about his medical condition. He also let Jordan know that his mom was about to know about it too. "Awesome," Jordan laughed. "This is great. You are to tell your mom that you have been wetting the bed. If you don't, I will not only tell everyone you are gay, I will beat the shit out of you. Got it?" "I got it," Chris said and looked down again.
"Pull your pants down," Jordan ordered.
"What?" Chris asked. "I have to get to the nurse's office." "Do it!" Jordan yelled. Chris did as ordered.
"Untape the diaper," Jordan said. Chris did as he was told and let the diaper fall to the floor.
"I can't believe you have a hard on," Jordan laughed. "Jack it off." So, in the janitor's closet, Chris was maked to start stroking his cock. He couldn't fathom why it was so hard.
It didn't take long before he was ready to cum. He told Jordan about it so he didn't get in trouble for cumming if he wasn't allowed.
"Pick up the diaper and cum in it," Jordan ordered. Chris obeyed. He put the diaper over his cockhead and before long, with the appropriate jacking, he came loudly into the diaper. THere was quite a bit of cum and he was thankful for that because it gave off the impression that he hadn't came in a while.
"Awesome," Jordan said. "Now put it back on and get to the nurse's office. Don't keep your mom waiting."
Chris left the room and walked away. He had no idea what was going to happen when his mom found out.
It was just one disturbing development after another for Chris. It was hard for him to believe that all of this transpired after him simply trying to sneak a peak at Jordan's cock; and that was only a few days ago. Now the whole school thought that he wore diapers regularly. Not only that, but he was on his way to tell his mom that he had been wetting the bed. It was all too much. There was no way of telling how much further it would go.
The walk to the nurse's office was longer than it usually was. Chris took his time. He felt Jordan's eyes on him while he walked. That was unlikely, however, as Jordan would have had to make it back to class. Every once in a while, he would turn and look around his shoulder to try and catch his friend-turned-master. There was nothing to catch, though.
Once Chris made it to the office, the nurse was there to meet him. She was a pretty lady, but that meant little to nothing to Chris. He sometimes found girls attractive, but he was mostly gay. It was the boys that he wanted, not the girls. He wouldn't have really minded being Jordan's sex slave if the diapers and humiliation weren't involved. A sigh escaped his lips as he walked up to the nurse's desk.
"Hi, I'm Chris," he said, nervously. "I was supposed to meet you here about-"
"About the diapers?" the nurse asked, knowingly. "Yes, I've been expecting you. Why don't you come back here and we'll take care of you. I've already called your mother. She's rather concerned about you, but I said you're all right. She'll be here any moment."
That made Chris' heart jump a little inside. He wasn't sure what was about to happen, but he knew that it really couldn't have been anything good.
He followed the nurse back into the examining room. It was like the room in any nurses office.
"Are you going to need a diaper change?" the nurse asked. She then patted on the table, indicating that Chris should get up on it. Nervously, he did as he was told.
"A diaper change?" he asked, a little taken aback. He really hadn't thought that would have been offered. The idea did intrigue him just a little bit. He even felt his recently spent cock begin to inflate just a little bit. Still, he was going to say 'no' until Jordan's face appeared in his mind. He was sure that his friend and newly appointed master would be asking about this event.
"Yes, is your diaper wet?" the nurse asked with a bit of a smile.
"Yeah, it is," Chris said with a bit of a blush.
"Then would you like a change?" She asked.
Chris wasn't sure what to really think about this. It was odd thinking that she would be asking him if she could change his diaper. Being that she was a nurse, she had probably done it many times. Still, Chris was not an old man in a nursing home. He wasn't sure how he felt about it, but the nurse was rather hot and he had to admit that he was curious what it would be like to be changed.
"Yeah, it would be nice to be in a dry diaper," Chris admitted.
"okay, that's fine," the nurse remarked. "Go ahead and slip your shirt and pants off and lay on the table. I will be right back." With that, she left the room.
Chris quickly did as he was told. Once he was undressed and wearing nothing except for the yellowed diaper, he laid down on the examining table. His cock was still a little hard, but not so much that he thought it would be too embarrassing for him. At the most, it maybe was inflated just enough to make it look longer than it usually was soft. There was nothing wrong with his dick looking a bit bigger. He chuckled to himself.
After a while, the nurse came back into the room. She had a diaper and some baby oil and wipes. Chris found himself blushing again, but he was stil excited as well. It was the first truly exciting experience that he has had since it all began. Though somewhat inside, he was wishing it was Jordan who would be giving him the diaper change, it wasn't that bad of an alternative.
First, the nurse untaped his diaper. After she had done that, she slipped it off of Chris and threw it in the garbage. She took the baby wipes and started wiping down the whole area that had been covered by the diaper. Chris was wondering whether or not it was even legal for the nurse to be doing these things, but he really didn't care. He was getting very turned on by it and he wasn't about to complain. Once he had been wiped down, she took the baby oil and rubbed it in her hands. Afterwards, she wiped down the entire diaper area.
Chris was beyond just being slightly turned on at this point. His cock had slowly gotten harder and harder throughout the experience. By the time she was finished wiping him down, he dick was at full mast and pointing towards the ceiling. He had just came a few minutes ago, but he felt like cumming once again would have been a great experience.
Instead, the nurse asked him to lift his butt up. Chris did as he was told. After unfolding the diaper, the nurse placed it under him. Chris laid his butt down on it. Then, the nursed folded it snuggly over him, taped it up and Chris had experienced his first third party diaper change since he was a little boy. He got up and was about to put his clothes on. However, the nurse asked him to continue to lie down on the table.
The rest of the afternoon went by in a really fast and strange fashion for Chris. His mom came to pick him up. Like Jordan had instructed, he told her that he had been wetting the bed and had been buying diapers on his own to take care of it. As always, his mom was very understanding of the situation. She only had wished he would have told her when it started happening. He hated having to lie to her like that, but it was okay. He had to do what Jordan told him to do. From that point, his mom took him to the medical supply store and they picked up some adult sized diapers. It was a strange experience for him, because his mom even asked the attendant at the store what sort of diapers would fit a 17 year old boy. There was no doubt that he was that 17 year old boy. Once all the supplies had been bought, his mom took him out to lunch and then they went and saw a movie. Having her 'know' about his diaper problem had turned out to be more of a good thing than a bad thing.
Chris was sitting down in his bedroom and playing some video games when he heard a knock at his door. He said, "Come in," and was not suprised at all when it was Jordan who entered the room. Chris had recently changed his diaper and was sitting there in sweats and nothing else. When his friend came in the door, he put the video game on pause and then stood up."Strip down to your diaper," Jordan instructed. Chris did as told.
"Good boy," Jordan said. "I see you got some better diapers this time."
"Yeah, we picked them up after school," Chris said.
"How did your mom react to everything?" Jordan asked.
"Well, she was very nice about it," Chris admitted. "I was worried she would be upset with me. I mean, how many 17 year olds have bed wetting problems? Anyhow, we made a doctor's appointment for tomorrow and I won't be going in to school. The doctor will be examining me to let me know if anything is wrong with me."
"Very funny," Jordan said. He went over and sat on the bed. Chris made a move to sit down too, but a look from his friend told him that was not a good idea. "Well you'll be happy to know that your little incident in the locker room has made it around the whole school now. Just about everyone knows that you're in diapers. You're a bit of a celebrity."
Chris was freaked out by this knowledge. He had known that it would happen, but hadn't known how he would feel when he found out about it. His life was going through too many changes. The only small solace was that he did not have to go to school the next day. It was a small favor as he would definitely have to meet his fate sooner than later.
"That's going to make things really difficult for me," Chris sighed.
"Well, that's not my problem," Jordan said. "I want you in diapers 24/7 now. I want you to tell the doctor that you are peeing in your pants during the day time and that you have been wearing diapers for a while. It doesn't matter that they won't find anything wrong with you. They will assume it's psychological. You got that?"
"Yes, sir," Chris said.
"Maybe all of this will make you think twice about trying to check out a real man's cock," Jordan said. He then laid back on the bed. "I think you should let me play some video games, punk."
Chris gave Jordan the video game controller. For a while, his friend just laid back on the bed and played games. He didn't say a word to Chris for about an hour. Chris simply stood there, clad in nothing but his diaper. He wasn't allowed to sit down and wasn't allowed to do anything at all. It was only after an hour had passed that Jordan finally said something. And it was not something that Chris has expected at all.
"Unbutton and unzip my pants," Jordan instructed.
Chris' heart jumped practically through his chest. He was nowhere near expecting Jordan to say that. He was going to ask 'what,' but thought better of it. Before his friend and master was going to change his mind, he lowered himself quickly down to Jordan's jeans. He undid the snap and then slowly unzipped the jeans. He pulled back the flaps of the jeans, even though he wasn't told to do it. Under them he saw Jordan's underwear and Jordan was wearing boxers as usual. The slight bulge of his friend's cock was there to see as well.
"Like what you see?" Jordan asked as he continued to play the game. He did not look at
Chris once throughout the entire process.
"Very much," Chris admitted. He flushed deep red when he said it. What did it matter, though?
"Take my shoes and socks off," Jordan said next.
It was puzzling to Chris why Jordan was making him do all of this. One thing that had been quite clear in the relationship was that Jordan did not want any part of Chris being gay.
It had been something that he felt was detrimental to their friendship. So he wondered why the sudden change. Why was Jordan doing this? Was it to tease him? He didn't know. But he also didn't need to be told twice. He untied and took both of his friend's shoes off. Once that was complete, he also peeled off his friend's socks. After that was done, Chris simply stood up and awaited whatever the next order was. It took Jordan a while before he spoke again. When he did, it was music to Chris' ears. "
Take off my jeans," Jordan instructed. Chris had been wanting this moment to happen for quite a while. He decided to pull the jeans off at the ankles. Grabbing the legs of the jeans, he pulled them quickly off his friend's body. When he was done, Jordan was laying on his bed wearing nothing but a pair of crumpled up boxers and a t-shirt. Chris found his cock starting to harden in his diaper. He didn't care, though. This was turning into such a good day.
Jordan sat up and told Chris to take his shirt off. Chris did that and after he was done, Jordan laid back down in his boxers. He played video games for a while and Chris was left standing there. He had no idea what was going on, but he was loving every moment of it.
"So are you a bit confused?" Jordan asked, not looking at his slave.
"Yeah," Chris admitted.
"Well, I've been thinking," Jordan said. "Yeah, i was pretty pissed when I found out you were a fag. Hell, I am still pissed about it. You were my bud and now i find out that I was just someone for you to check out. How many times had you been trying to see my dick? It kind of sickened me at first. That's why I put you in diapers, to make you feel as dirty as your fag eyes have been making me feel. But then guess what occured to me?"
"I don't know," Chris admitted.
Jordan laughed. "Well, I figured that I might as well give you exactly what you want," he said. "Totally for my own pleasure, of course. And I know you want my cock, don't you?"
"Don't nod at me," Jordan said. "When I ask you a question, you answer me."
"Yes, I want your cock, sir," Chris said. He wasn't going to blush this time. Everything in his body was telling him that he would get exactly what he was after. Perhaps becoming the diaper boy of the school would be worth it if he got to see Jordan's cock. It had been his goal for many years to get a look at it.
"Exactly," Jordan said. "And I can't blame you because my cock is awesome. And I haven't gotten laid for a while. Or that much at all. I'm not ashamed to say that I don't get as much sex as all the guys like to lie and say they are getting. But hell, I guess I can get blowjobs from you at least. I mean, you do want to suck my cock, don't you?"
"Yes, I do," Chris admitted.
"Okay, good," Jordan said. "Well, I think while I am playing this game, you need to give me some pleasure. So lay down and take my boxers off."
Chris was again not hesitant at all. He laid down with his head around by Jordan's pelvis. He grabbed both sides of the boxers. As he did, Jordan lifted his hips up a little and Chris slowly pulled the boxers off, revealing Jordan's cock. As much as he wanted to just get a good look at his buddy's dick, he knew he needed to get the underwear off first. He pulled them off of his friend's ankles before he looked back up. Once he did, he was not disapointed.
Jordan's cock was a thing of beauty. It was totall limp, which was a bit of a let down, but Chris had the feeling Jordan was going to let him get it up. It looked to be about 7 inches soft and pretty thick. The cock was lying up on Jordan's lower belly. It was perfect and the thing the kind of cock that porn stars wish they would have had. Sure, he may have been idealizing that in his head, but it was the cock that he had wanted to see for so long. Chris was hard as a rock in his diaper.
"Play with it," Jordan instructed.
Chris took the cock in his hand. He wanted to feel every inch of it. He felt it, from the head down to the balls. Taking both of Jordan's balls in his hand, he once again felt all the way back up to the head. Jordan was beginning to get hard and that just made the experience so much greater. After he had been playing and feeling, Chris closed his fist around it. He began stroking the cock, trying to get it all the way hard.
Jordan seemed to pay little attention to what was going on. He kept playing the video games as he was being serviced. Once he was totally hard, though, Chris was so happy. Totally erect, Jordan's cock had to be slightly over 9 inches long. The thickness was close to that of a Red Bull can. It was the yummiest thing he had ever seen. There wasn't a whole lot of hair on Jordan's cock, but that was just as well. Chris wanted to suck it and figured it would be much better if there wasn't much hair to get stuck in his teeth.
"Jack it," Jordan instructed.
Chris started running his hand all up and down the long shaft. He was in total ecstasy.
The long and hard day was forgotten and all that was important was the long and hard cock in his hand. Chris took his time because he did not want this experience to end. He made each stroke from the tip down to the base. For as much as Chris jacked himself off, he knew how to work a cock and he was working this one good. It didn't take long before Jordan's breath began to get deeper and a pearl of precum appeared right at the tip of the cockhead. Chris found himself licking his lips in anticipation. He was hoping he would get to lick that off.
"Take off your diaper," Jordan orderd.
Chris was sorry to let the cock go, but he was happy to get the diaper off. Standing up, he took the diaper off and let it fall to the floor. His own cock was nothing in comparision to his friend's but that was fine. He was already hard and dripping. He sat back down, ready to play with his friend's cock yet again.
"Not so fast," Jordan said. "Before you touch my cock again, I think it's time to do something to yours."
"Um, like what?" Chris asked.
"Go into the bathroom,' Jordan said. "Get some trimming scissors and some shaving cream, plus a couple of razors. I think I want you to be totally bare down there."
"What?" Chris asked, shocked. "Come on, I don't want to shave my pubes."
Jordan grabbed his own cock. Slowly, he started stroking it up and down. another bit of precum appeared at the tip. Instead of looking at his friend in his face, Chris' eyes went down to the cock. He watched as his friend's hand jacked himself off. He licked his lips yet again.
"You want to play with this cock, don't you?" Jordan asked.
"You want to feel your hand around it, stroking me off?"
"More than anything, you want to be the one to make me cum, right?"
"Maybe you want to suck on it?"
"Well," Jordan said, "if you don't go in there right away and get that stuff, I will put my clothes on and leave right now. You'll NEVER ever see my cock again. I promise you, for the rest of your life, you won't see it. Now if you want to touch it, you get your ass in the bathroom and come back with what I told you to. NOW!"
There was nothing else to say. To make this experience worth it, Chris needed to be able to see and play with Jordan's cock. It would be the only thing to make everything seem less bad. So, even though the idea started to make his cock wilt, Chris got up and walked into the bathroom.
Chris was in the bathroom gathered all the supplies for his impending task. He had his own bathroom, adjacent to his bedroom. It was easy for him to be in there and naked. His mom had been respecting his privacy a lot during his teenage years. Even better, he assumed she would not come and disturb the boys while they were playing. After her son's traumatic day, he would need some time to himself.
After Chris has gathered the small trimming scissors, the razors and the shaving cream, he grabbed a towel to bring along with him. He had never done such a thing before, but figured it would be messy. Once he had everything, he went back into the bedroom.
Jordan was still laying on the bed. He was totally naked and his cock was still hard. Perhaps the fact that he was slowly beating it off was why. Chris hoped that his friend was just as turned on as he was-even if he couldn't admit it.
Chris laid the towel on the bed. Jordan frowned at him.
"What do you think you're doing?"
"Well,I need the towel to keep from getting the hair all over the place," Chris stammered.
"You're not shaving that small thing on the bed," Jordan remarked. "Put the damn thing on the floor, you fucking pervert."
Flushing deep red, Chris did as he was told. He sat all of his supplies on the floor and then laid out his towel. He felt very umcomfortable and exposed as he lay there.
Jordan got up and stood over his friend. It was a magnificent site, seeing the beautiful cock standing out. Jordan's hand still stroked it nice and slowly. A single drop of precum fell from it and then landed on Chris' leg. It took everything he had inside him to keep from scooping it up and eating it.
"Well, get to trimming," Jordan demanded.
Chris had hoped his cock would start to wilt, but it did nothing of the sort. It was hard as a rock and throbbing in his hand. He didn't know why this turned him on so much, but it did.
Taking the small scissors, he began to cut his pubes. He knew he had to get them short enough to shave. Cutting wasn't as bad as shaving was going to be, but he still felt a lot of distress as the hairs fell to the towel. He almost felt like crying.
Once he was done, his cock looked really weird to him. It wasn't too bad, and he had always kept it trimmed nicely anyhow. This was very different, though. It was not something he would have ever expected to have done. He put the scissors down and awaited the next instruction.
"Wow, that cock's stayed hard throughout this whole ordeal," Jordan laughed. "I guess you've been wanting to get rid of those pubes for a while."
Chris shook his head. "Can we please stop, Jordan?" he pleaded. "Is there any way that I can get out of doing this?"
Jordan laughed and the sound of the laugh told Chris that there was no way in hell tht was going to happen. "I'll be right back," he said and walked into the bathroom. As he was gone, CHris heard the water running. He wondered what was happening.
Jordan came back with a wet wash cloth in his hands. He kneeled down next to Chris and then laid the washcloth over his crotch. It felt awesome right away and CHris' cock started to noticeably throb and move.
"Wow, you'll little dick loves that, doesn't it?" Jordan laughed. "Wow, that thing is pretty small too. The wash cloth covers the whole thing." Jordan sat on the floor with his bare ass. "A wash cloth would never cover this mammoth, would it?"
Chris simply shook his head no. His cock was by no means small, unless it was sized up against the monster between Jordan's legs. To his surprise, Jordan sat down and started pulling on his cock yet again. Chris hoped this meant that it was turning his friend on. "Okay, take that off now and lets get you lathered up," Jordan said, stroking his cock slowly.
CHris removed the washcloth and was surprised when Jordan grabbed the shaving gel. Holding the can over Chris' crotch, Jordan sprayed the gel all over the cock and balls, even where there was no hair. He put the can down once he was finished.
"Well, just don't sit there, rub it in, dumbass," Jordan instructed.
Emabarressed for some reason, Chris slowly started to rub the gel into his pubes, trying to get himself lathered up really good. It was working but it earned some exasperated sighs from Jordan.
"Grab your fucking balls with one hand and play with them," he instructed. "Then you grab your cock with the other and start jacking. I want all your equipment covered."
Grabbing his balls with his left hand, Chris started to play and lather them up. He then grabbed the hard cock with the other and started strokiing. He wasn't sure what purpose it served, but it felt really awesome. The shaving cream was amazing as lube.
"Okay, now grab some razors and get to shaving," Jordan ordered. "But keep jacking that cock while you shave."
Chris obeyed the weird orders. He wanted to cry as the razor slid across his cock and balls, removing the already short hair. he couldn't, though, as his hand kept sliding up and down his shaft while he shaved. He was getting shaving cream all over the place and all over himself. He had to keep switching razors, but he brought enough to do the job. He was both loving and hating what he was doing at the same time. His cock was straining in his hand and Chris was so beyond horny that even when he was done shaving, he kept jacking his cock. He was moaning and for a few moments almost unaware that Jordan was in the same room with him.
"IF you cum, I will beat the shit out of you," Jordan said, bringing Chris out of the daze.
Chris took his hand off his cock. The dick twitched around a bit; it really wanted to be stroked. He had come painfully close to orgasm. But, that settled down into normal frustration.
"Okay, now get that mess wiped up and then come over to the closet here with me,"Jordan instructed.
Chris took the washcloth and towel and got himself cleaned up. It was odd seeing his cock without pubes for the first time in many years. It looked so childish, but definitely looked a lot larger than it had before. He didn't look at it long before he ran over to where Jordan was standing.
"Stand in front of me," Jordan ordered. Chris' heart jumped. He was hoping that Jordan might try to fuck him with that monster, but it was not what was intended. There was a full length mirror on the closet door and Jordan simply wanted Chris to look at himself.
"Look at your body, you're just a little boy," Jordan chided. "Hell, you're a few months older than me, even, but you're nothing of a man compared to me. Your cock and balls don't have a single hair on them and mine are covered. My cock is large, thick and awesome whle yours is skinny and small."
Chris kept looking at himself in the mirror. He did look like he was years younger. He hung his head, but his cock kept raising its head. The shame was still turning him on unbelievably.
"You're a diaper wearing little boy," jordan continued to mock. "In the span of a few days, I took you from a big, masculine semi jock to a diaper wearing child. And you know what makes it even more fun?"
"What?" chris asked, not really wanting to know.
"I didn't even have to try so hard," Jordan said. "YOu wanted this. In fact, I would maybe think you like the diapers."
Chris hung his head and said nothing. He didn't know whether that was true or not. There was still something strangely erotic about the situation, he couldn't deny that. But more than anything,he wanted Jordan. That was his ultimate turn on.
"Now turn around and look at me," Jordan ordered. Chris did. His eyes, as expected, fell down to the long cock between his friends legs. Jordan simply chuckled.
"Get down on your knees," Jordan whispered.
Chris did it immediately.
"Grab my shaft."
Chris grabbed it and did nothing.
Eagerly, Chris began tugging on his friend's cock. The dick had not gone down at all. It was still amazingly large. He pulled on it, twisted his hand around it and did whatever he could to make it feel really good.
"Get close to it, but don't put your mouth on it."
Chris brought himself close to his friend's cock. It was less than half an inch from his hungry mouth. Every impulse in his body screamed at him to lick it, to suck it off. Having Jordan's cock in his mouth would be the most natural thing ever. However, he was lucky enough to just be playing with it. The last thing he needed to do was piss his friend off and lose that opportunity.
Jordan started bucking his hips and groaning after a while. His balls pulled up tightly and his cock turned a shade of red. Chris felt himself become both disappointed and excited at the same time. he wanted so much to suck it, but he was about to make his master cum and that was exciting in itself.
"Open your mouth," Jordan orderd. Chris did. "Jack me off, Chris! Jack my monster cock off now!"
Chris started beating his friend's cock hard and fast. It only took a few moments and few moans and thrusts of Jordan's hips before the cum started shooting out of the cock. It flew all over Chris' face, his mouth and the rest of his body. However, he pumped out every single drop of it before he let go.
Jordan walked over to the towel that was laying on the floor and cleaned himself off. Chris remained on his knees.
"That was aweseome," Jordan said. "Bet you thought you were going to get to suck it, weren't you?"
Chris nodded. He was happy though.
Jordan picked up chris' diaper and threw it at him.
"Put it back on," Jordan ordered. chris obeyed. He tried getting it on when he was standing up. He didn't like the idea of diapering himself like a child in front of Jordan. It was, however, too difficult and he eventually laid down and put his diaper on. Jordan went into Chris' closet and got out a pair of cut off shorts and a tank top. He threw them at CHris. "There's no need for you to have much clothes, as you won't be wearing them very long. Put these on andcome with me."
"Where are we going?" Chris asked.
"I talked to your mom and she agreed it would be a good idea for you to get out for a bit tonight," Jordan replied. "You're going to come over and hang out with me and my brother Steve."
"Steve?" Chris thought. "Isn't he your older brother?"
Jordan nodded. "By a year, yeah," he replied. "I told him about you. So we're going to have some fun tonight."
Fear clutched Chris' stomach. He liked Steve. Steve wasn't a big guy. He was tall enough, think, blonde hair and very cute. He wasn't like Jordan, who was all jock. But he didn't really know Steve at all. It scared him that his friend was letting someone in on his humiliation. Other than the entire school, of course. They knew he was in diapers, but Steve was going to get to torment Chris like Jordan was doing.
The two made their way out to the car. Chris has said his goodbyes to his mom and was sort of afriad to be out on his own. When they got out to the car, yet another surprise hit them.
"Drop the cut offs and take off the tank top," Jordan ordered. They were still standing outside of the car.
"Can I do that in the car?" Chris asked.
"Hell no," Jordan said. "You'll do what I tell you to. Now strip."
With a look back to the house, Chris figured he had to do it. He slowly took the tank top off first and handed it to Jordan. Then, with a lot of shame and timidity, Chris unbuttoned and slipped the cutoffs down. For a few moments there, he was standing in plain sight in nothing but a diaper.
Jordan savored the moment. Chris stood there, exposed, worrying about when a car might drive by. He was worried someone would see him. He was scared about everything and feeling utterly miserable, but utterly turned on as well. His cock was pressed up against his diaper.
"Okay, get in the back seat. You're riding over in the diaper."
On the ride over to Jordan's house, the two friends did not talk much. Chris tried to keep himself hidden in the back, but there were several times that people driving by did doubletakes when they saw a full grown teenager diapered in the back seat of the car.
When they arrived at Jordan's house, Jordan made CHris get out of the car in his diaper. They left his cutoffs and tank top in the car and he walked up the driveway in a diaper. A kid on a bike rode by and wrecked his bike because he was watching. Jordan laughed. The only thought in his mind the whole time was what was going to happen as Steve saw he was in diapers. Chris was worried that now he would have two masters. But when he walked in the house, Chris almost had a heart attack.
Steve was standing in the front door, dressed in nothing but a diaper.
Steve was Jordan's older brother. Chris knew that, although he had never really spoken to Steve before. Steve was eighteen years old. The very last thing that Chris had expected to see was this senior in high school wearing a diaper.
What Chris did not know, however, was the history Steve had growing up. If he had, it would have explained Jordan's seeming obsession with keeping him in diapers. Jordan had several brothers. He was neither the youngest nor the oldest. This was also true for Steve. Unlike any of his other brothers, though, Steve had a wetting problem when he was younger. It would have been bad enough if was just when he was in bed, but it happened all through the day as well. As a result, Steve was kept in diapers until he was fourteen years old.
All of Steve's brothers gave him a very hard time about wearing diapers. None of them were quite as bad as Jordan was, though. He took every opportunity that he could to embarrass his older brother. On several occasions, when Jordan had a friend staying the night, he would sneak them into Steve's room and pull Steve's pajama bottoms off. Steve would generally awake and more often than not, his diaper was already wet. The first few times, Steve had started crying in front of his brother and brother's friend. Several times at school, Jordan would pants Steve, having pretty much the exact same effect. Jordan always referred to Steve as "diaper boy," even in front of their parents. He would always slap Steve on his diapered ass and took it upon himself to grab Steve's crotch over and over again, to see if his brother was wet. It was these sort of torments that fed Jordan's need to humiliate others and gave him the ideas to do the things to Chris that he had been up to.
When he turned fourteen, much to his relief, Steve's wetting problem had ended. He first stopped wetting during the day and then during the night. It was a stream of relief when his doctor and parents decided that he did not need to wear diapers before. Steve felt like he had finally grown up. He also felt like the harrassment by Jordan would finally be over.
Somehow, while Jordan was tormenting Steve, he developed a very strong stranglehold on his older brother. They never had the traditional older/younger brother connection. Jordan was always the more dominant one. After years and years of being put down and made fun of by Jordan, Steve was not really able to resist his older brother. Whatever Jordan told him to do, Steve would obey. Steve was not out of diapers for more than a week when Jordan revealed his worst intentions for his older brother.
"Hey diaper boy," the thirteen year old Jordan had said when he walked into his older brothers room.
"I'm not in diapers anymore," the fourteen year old Steve retorted. "I haven't had to wear them for a week now."
"Yeah, true," Jordan said with a laugh. "But you have a bag of pullups in your closet though, just in case, don't you?"
Steve turned deep red. He did indeed. Even though he had not wet in a while at this point, his parents thought it was better to be safe than sorry. The doctor's did not know exactly why he was having wetting issues. They were just as baffled that he stopped wetting when he did. Just in case there was a chance of it starting again, his parents bought some pullups to keep in his closet. So far, though, he hadn't needed to use the at all.
"Well, I don't think it'll be long until you start wearing them again," Jordan said. "IN fact, I think you're going to be my diaper boy again really soon."
"No, I won't," Steve replied. "I'm not wetting anymore."
Jordan came and sat the bag he was carrying with him on his older brother's bed. Steve looked at it nervously but didn't say anything. He wasn't sure he wanted to know what was in it.
"Believe me, you will," Jordan laughed. "IN fact, I am going to put you back into diapers right now."
"What?" Steve asked, thinking that his brother had totally lost his mind.
Jordan opened the bag and it had in it Steve's regular brand of diapers. He had used the last one a little over a week before. He had hoped he would never have to see them ever again.
"Why do you have those?" Steve asked, nervously.
"Well, I have been thinking," Jordan said. "I was having a lot of fun growing up with you as a diaper boy. It was pretty cool for me, and I think it was very unfair that this was taken away from me. Did you ever think about me when you decided that you would stop wetting the bed?"
"What the hell?" Steve asked. "It has nothing to do with you. My entire life you've been treating me like crap." Steve got up and made as if to leave the room.
"Sit the hell down!" Jordan instructed.
He couldn't explain why, but Steve did exactly as he was told to. There was something in Jordan's eyes and in the tone of his voice that told the bigger, older and probably stronger Steve that he had to obey.
"Now, this bag of diapers cost me $14," Jordan said. "Since I was nice enough to go buy them for you, I think you owe me some of your allowance. Got it?"
"Good, now strip down to your underwear," Jordan told his older brother.
"Jordan, I can't do that in front of you," Steve protested. "It's embarrassing."
"Do it!" Jordan yelled and almost stood up.
"Okay, okay," Steve said and he stood up. He slowly took his shirt off and tossed it to the side of the room. Then, he unbuttoned his jeans and let them drop to the floor. Steve was soon standing there wearing nothing but a pair of boxers and his socks. He didn't move to cover himself at all, because this wasn't the most uncomfortable situation he had ever been in before.
"Take off your boxers," Jordan instructed.
Tears started falling down Steve's face. He had wanted so badly to get out of diapers throughout his entire childhood. When most kids stopped wearing them, they were too young to ever remember. Steve, however, had been in them since he was born. He was overjoyed when he realized he may never have to put one on again. Only a week ago, he took off a dry diaper and through it in the garbage. He thought it would be the last one he would ever have to wear. But, he did as he was told and he let his boxers fall to the floor. He stepped out of them and kicked them away.
"That's the last time I want to see you wearing underwear of any kind," Jordan commanded. He knew how underwear was a very new thing for Steve. he had wanted to wear boxers so badly, and was overjoyed when his mom took him shopping for some. Now, he was losing them due to the meanness of his younger brothers.
Now, although Steve was totally used to being seen in his diapers, he had never really been naked in front of Jordan since he had hit puberty. His parents had been very respectful about his diaper changes and had not done them in front of his younger brothers. Then, once he was old enough to do them himself, they had allowed him to do it. Steve did move to cover himself, but Jordan quickly slapped his hands away.
"You are not to cover yourself in front of me," Jordan said. "After all, we're brothers, right?"
Jordan then did something that Steve hadn't been expecting. His brother opened up the bag of diapers and took one of them out. He then spread it out on the bed. With a smile, he looked up at his older brother.
"Lay down on the diaper," Jordan instructed.
"Please, don't make me do this, Jordan," Steve started to cry again. "I don't want to wear diapers again."
"Lay down on the diaper," Jordan instructed again.
"Please!" Steve started begging as the tears were running down his eyes. "I just got out of them, don't make me wear them again."
The smaller probably weaker Jordan's face turned deep red. He grabbed his older brother by the arm and pulled the naked boy next to him. With make that was not expected, he bent Steve over his knee and started smacking Steve on the ass over and over again. He didn't do it gently, either. Each slap stung hard and caused the teenager to start crying even harder. Unfortunately for him, crying was not the only thing that got harder. His cock started lengthening and pressing up against his younger brothers leg. the spanking lasted even longer after this, though. When Jordan finally let Steve up, his ass was red and hurting and his cock was somehow dripping precum.
"You got some of your juice of my leg," Jordan said with anger. "Lick it off!"
Steve got down on his knees and licked the precum off his younger brother's pants legs. Tears were still streaming down his face as he did it.
"Now set your red ass on that diaper so I can get you back in the kind of underwear you belong in," Jordan instructed.
By this point, Steve was practically bawling. he had one entire week to finally enjoy what it was like to be a normal teenage boy. He finally knew what it was like not having to wear a diaper twenty four hours a day. He was loving his new boxer shorts and was loving everything that made him feel normal. He had even thought it would have been cool to get a girlfriend now that he wasn't known as the school diaper boy anymore.
It was all about to go away, though. Steve did what he was told and he got up onto the diaper. He knew the procedure well. We was about to tape the diaper up when Jordan told him to stop.
"Not yet," Jordan said. It sounded like he had a little compassion in his voice. He got up and left his crying brother in the room by himself. When he returned, he had a bottle of baby oil with him. Steve assumed he was going to hand it over to him, but he didn't.
"I've always wanted to change your diaper," Jordan said. "So now's my chance, big brother."
More tears made their way down Steve's face, but he didn't say a word. He only lay there and nodded.
Jordan took the baby oil and squeezed it out all over his older brothers crotch. It felt good as the oil hit Steve's still hard and throbbing cock. It felt even better as his brother's hands started rubbing the oil deep into his skin. His cock stayed hard and Jordan kept smiling.
Slowly, Jordan grabbed Steve's cock and started pumping it up and down. It felt great and Steve started breathing deeply and raggedly. He liked what was happening, but felt humiliated by it all the same. He was laying naked and hard on a diaper with his younger brother jacking his cock. Tears continued to fall down his face as the embarrasement refused to wane at all.
"You like that, Steve?" Jordan asked as he continued to pump his older brother's dick.
Still crying, Steve nodded yes. He had never had anyone's hand on his cock before. It was both exciting and humiliating that it was his younger brothers hand that was the first to play with him and perhaps it would be the first to make him cum.
Pretty soon, Jordan sped up the strokes. His hand was slippery as it glided easily up and down the hard shaft of his brother's cock, covering the entire length easily. Steve's breath got more ragged and hurried and he knew it wouldn't be much longer before he shot his load of cum. He panicked.
"Jordan, please don't make me cum!" he begged. He didn't want his younger brother to see him shoot. It was too much to take after everything else that had happened. It was something that didn't need to happen at all.
"Oh you're going to cum all right," Jordan laughed. He then pulled the diaper up over his older brother's crotch. He kept jacking the cock, prepared to add the load to the diaper.
"Jordan, please don't make me cum!" Steve pleaded. "I'll wear the diapers without complaining, I'll do whatveer you say! But don't make me cum in front of you! Please!"
But it was too late. Jordan stroked his older brother past the point of no return. It was only moments as load after load of the diaper boy's cum started to fill the diaper he was wearing. Steve moaned loudly, hoping that no one else in the house was able to hear what was going on. Jordan kept pumping his cock until there was nothing else to pump out of it.
Jordan lowered the diaper to see how much his brother had shot. It was loads of cum.
"Wow, I guess they're right about the first time being rather messy," Jordan laughed. Steve had started to cry again.
Jordan taped up his brother's diaper for the first, but definitely not last time. When Steve got up he slapped his older brother on the ass.
"You're my diaper boy and you wil be for good," Jordan said.
Chris didn't know about any of this before. All he knew was he was standing there in nothing but a diaper. the extremely cute Steve was standing there in nothing but a diaper. It was awkward, but he found himself getting very hard.
"It looks like I have two diaper boys now," Jordan laughed. Then he looked serious. "How would you two like to make a video?"
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