lionmonkeyboy:What diaper is this? Message me if you know Mike felt more and more uneasy each time h
lionmonkeyboy:What diaper is this? Message me if you know Mike felt more and more uneasy each time he went over to the man’s house, but, well…he was still getting paid, right? When you’re 24 and making minimum wage, any extra dough is good. One day, just scrolling Craigslist personals for the hell of it, he stumbled upon a post from a 55-year-old guy who had good paying gig for young guys. Hmmm.It was something called clothed male, naked male play. Simply put, he’d go over to this dude’s house, strip down and just sit around nude for the man, who remained clothed. Strange. But the man was paying 100 bucks for an hour of time. Wow! There were other guys there too he paid which somehow made it weirder but made him more comfortable. After a few visits the man offered $150. But this time, he wanted Mike to wear a diaper. What? No fucking way! 150, the man said. Just an adult diaper. Nothing to it. Old people wear them all the time. He handed Mike a plain white giant fucking diaper and after some work in a private room Mike figured out how to put it on. As did the other guy with him and the two of them went out and sat in their diapers while the man looked at them and smiled. A few trips later, something new. 300 bucks an hour, but the man wanted to put the diapers on the college guys. “It’s fine, nothing sexual,” he assured. Mike wasn’t sure but 300 dollars an hour? He soon found himself on the floor, legs being lifted, the white diaper slid under him. The man took his time powdering Mike up but aside from sticking a finger in his ass “to make sure you’re clean,” there wasn’t anything sexual. Although the guy really seemed to enjoy rubbing the front of the diaper after taping Mike into it and Mike had to shamefully admit that his cock did start to harden a bit. But then the man pulled him up, gave him a pat on the rump and that was that. Mike felt quite submissive as he waddled in front of them man, knowing the man had put him in this diaper, and the crinkling was so loud it nearly drove him insane, but still, he just sat there and watched Mike and the other guy and they got paid. But this time…this time the man showed Mike a new diaper. Not plain white. All done up in ridiculous babyish designs. “Come on, no,” Mike said, but 400 bucks for the hour convinced him. He went to grab it from the man but the man said, “No, daddy will put this on you.” Daddy? Mike felt weird. He looked at the other guy who always came with him and he looked scared too. But Mike let the man, daddy, take his hand and again bring him to the ground. This time the man took his time powdering, rubbing it into his crack, rubbing Mike’s cock a bit, rubbing the powder on Mike’s stomach. “Daddy is so happy Mikey’s going into Pampers now.” Pampers? The fuck? When the man was finished, he pulled Mike up and holding his hand marched him over to a full-length mirror so Mike could see the whole ensemble. He felt so emasculated, humbled, ludicrous. He started dipping his head but the man pulled him up by the hair. “Don’t be ashamed, Mikey. Look at your cute Pampers.” The man rubbed the rear of the diapers the whole time while Mike felt tears forming. But the man rewarded Mike and the other now diapered guy with some video game time.The man watched his two diaper boys with glee. Now things would really be picking up. The next trip he’d have them in bonnets and their Pampers. Then bibs. Then sucking pacifiers while wearing T-shirts that read, “I poop my Pampers.” Then they’d be actually pooping those Pampers for real. Next trip he’d spank them. Next trip he’d stick them in cribs and tie them up for a bit. Eventually he’d be paying them 1,000 bucks an hour for these deeds.But then…then he’d take full advantage of the secret cameras around the house. He’d take images and videos and blackmail Mike and the other guy. Everyone in their life could see them exposed as diaper boys. Their families. Friends. Jobs. the internet. Everyone, everywhere. Or they could move in with him. You can tell people we’re just roommates. But they’d be his diaper boys, 24/7, for good. No more money for the boys, only diapers, discipline and daddy’s dick. -- source link