“Hello, hello! Anybody here?” Steve called as he walked into the house. Weird, he thought, there didn’t seem to be anybody home at all. Yet he’d just received a text from Justin asking him to come over.
Steve walked further into the house, looking for a sign of life. He was about to head back out when he heard something, a giggle maybe, from upstairs. Maybe Justin was watching Family Guy with his flat-mate, Tim, again. He headed upstairs, hearing more giggling now. It was weird though, it didn’t sound like dudes laughing, it sounded like a little kid.
As soon as Steve walked into the bedroom where the sounds seemed to be coming from, he knew something really strange was going on. Sure enough Justin and Tim were in the room and it seemed their buddy Ethan had joined them too. But all three young men were kneeling on Tim’s bed, wearing nothing but thick diapers, bouncing and giggling. Their clothes were scattered around the floor, abandoned.
“What are you guys doing?” Steve asked, feeling really confused.
It was Ethan who twisted around, looking at Steve with this really dumb open-mouthed grin. His whole face just looked so wrong, so stupid. But Ethan was studying medicine, he was no dope. Yet now he looked idiotic, like he was retarded or really high on something strong.
“Daaa! Ptthhh!” he babbled and blew a raspberry at Steve before returning his attention to whatever had the others so intrigued.
“Tim, Justin, what the fuck is going on here?!” Steve demanded.
The two other men spun around, both smiling brightly. Justin’s chin was shiny with drool. Tim’s eyes were clearly blank, just so empty of recognition, of thought. And both young men sported obvious erections in their diapers. Now at least Steve understood what was so interesting to them, even if it horrified him further.
“Guys, what are you doing?” Steve asked, more quietly, concerned.
Justin and Tim hopped on the bed, giggling and babbling more nonsense. He was getting nothing out of them. They clearly needed help, professional help. But as he prepared to call triple one for an ambulance he noticed something. There was one fresh diaper, sitting on the end of the bed. Why just one clean one, he wondered.
Carefully Steve walked to the bed, watching the nearly naked young men, his mates, suck on their fingers and stick their hands in their diapers to play with themselves shamelessly in front of him. What had happened to them? And did the diaper have something to do with it? He picked it up, to see if there was anything unusual about it.
It was like an electric shock. The second his skin made contact pleasure rippled through his body. He knew instantly that the diaper had done it. The diaper was some kind of magic. He needed to put it down right now. How strange that he brought it to his face instead, rubbed his cheek against it, moaned with pleasure.
He needed to put it on. He needed it up against his cock. He knew it was a bad idea, but he needed it, he physically needed to do it. He took off his clothes, finding it hard with only one free hand, but he had to hold the diaper. He couldn’t put it down for a second. Off went his shoes and socks, his shorts, his t-shirt and finally his boxers. The other men grinned and hopped on their bottoms, eager for a new play-mate.
Steve tried to stop himself then. He saw their eager looks, he knew this was what happened to them. He needed to have more will-power. He looked down as he felt his erection building. Oh God, it was so big, so good. He needed this. He couldn’t deny it!
Steve dropped to his bottom and pulled the diaper underneath him. As the soft material contacted his bottom he moaned with instant pleasure. God he needed release! He pulled the diaper up between his legs and taped it shut. His erect penis brushed against the material. It was the most erotic thing he’d ever experienced.
He managed to stand on his shaky legs, fighting to keep his eyes from rolling back in bliss. He could still think though. He was still him. He just needed to get control of himself. There was still time.
But something else was telling him that it would all be better if he wasn’t still him. It would be twice as good if he was just like them, like the others. He needed to turn off his mind, stop thinking about anything but his nice, soft, warm diaper. And he needed release, so, so badly.
Steve grabbed the front of the diaper with both hands and thrust into them, feeling the soft material slide perfectly across his lengthened shaft. Up and down, up and down, so perfect until…
“Ugh! Mmmm! Ohhhh!”
Steve came into the diaper, squirting out his load and feeling a sensation beyond sexual release. It was a mental release, the freeing of all his other worries and thoughts, letting them go, letting it all disappear.
Steve finished his sticky squirts. The other boys smiled at him and he grinned back. What lovely fun! He climbed onto the bed to be with them. They babbled silly sounds at him. Steve made silly sounds right back. He could make noises too! And his chin was all wet and icky but that was okay, that was just fine. And he didn’t even see his phone powering up, sending out a text message all on its own as it lay on the floor in his piled clothes.
Twenty minutes later Liam walked into the bedroom, seeing four young men nearly nude on the bed. Steve twisted around to see him, wiggling his bare toes, pushing warm pee-pee into his lovely special diaper and smiling as he dimly understood they’d have another playmate now!
























