Published: November 19th 2020, 7:39:10 am
The wet padding pressed against my erection as I carried the box off the truck into the store.
"Unff." I barely suppressed a louder moan as the padding shifted over my sensitive penis head with each step.
"Faster, Eddie, faster! You gotta pick up those legs if you wanna get this truck unloaded before opening!"
Big tony, his direct supervisor and fuck-buddy, slapped his ass and chuckled as the man yelped and moved even quicker. He knew exactly what he was doing to Eddie.
By the time he was back for the last load, he was panting and his eyes were nearly crossed from trying not to cum.
"What up with you today, Eddie? Look at all the other guys, they're moving twice as fast as you! What gives?"
*Huff* "Sorry," *huff* "boss," said Eddie. Putting his hands on his knees and hanging his head down. He was very close to cumming but luckily he had resisted. He knew the consequences if he did.
"I ain't payin' you to rest on the job." He handed the man.
"But the boxes are all done," said Eddie, looking into an empty truck.
"Not this one," said Tony, holding up a long flat box the size of a chocolate box. "Special delivery from yours truly," he added, leaning in and speaking in a lower voice. Tony winked as he handed Ted the box.
"Now you run that to the bathroom right now and then you check your phone. You've got 30 seconds. And don't you dare cum." He gave Eddie's package a squeeze through the squishy padding bringing his overstimulated cock back to attention, before sending him off.
Eddie's heart was racing as he ran past the other employees to the restroom.
"Hey, Eddie, where you goin?" yelled one of them, but he had no time to stop and explain.
"Must have the runs," said another.
Eddie went into the restroom and pulled his phone out. He checked the latest message from 'Tony Boss'.
He loved this. It seemed like the only way he could get off anymore.
"Diaper check."
Tony knew what to do. He ran into a stall and pulled own his pants to reveal his soaked and swollen diaper. He took a picture and sent it off.
The facechat window came on and it was Tony. He was back in his office and stroking himself. Eddie had a clear view of Tony's fat cock already dribbling precum. He licked his lips.
"Eyes up here, pig."
Tony's eyes snapped up to meet Tony's face. The man was beefy, sweaty, hairy, with a heavy beard and a log-thick dick. Eddie imagined that pole sliding down his throat until he was nose deep in the man's B.O. scented bush. He sighed.
"Hey, pay attention bitch. I'm talking to you."
"S-sorry" said Eddie, trying to speak quietly in case someone came in.
"Pull down your diaper and take out your cock."
Eddie obeyed.
"Good. Now start stroking it."
"But sir, I-"
"I said do it! Stroke it til you cum."
Tony's voice echoed on the tile walls and Eddie cringed, thankful nobody was in there with him. He pulled down his diaper to let his boner spring up, and he began to wank it.
"That's better," said the man, leaning back and stroking his dick in time with Eddie.
But the more Eddie stroked his freed cock, the further he seemed to get from an orgasm. It still felt great but the engine just kept petering out, and he found himself going limp.
"What's wrong boy? Don't you want to make your boss happy? Why don't you cum for Daddy?"
Eddie felt a rush of lust go through him but his penis didn't respond at all.
"I...I can't." Eddie hung his head in shame.
"That's right, boy, you can't. And do you know why that is?"
"No, sir, why?" he asked, looking at Tony as he was trained to do while speaking.
"Because you can't get off on regular sex and masturbation anymore."
It was true. He'd been satisfied with vanilla sex until he met Tony. Tony the kinky motherfucker.
"You need to get kinky. I've got you addicted to to it. Don't worry, boy. I've got just what you need. Why don't you open the box?"
Tony was apprehensive, but he did as he was told. was a collar, a curly tailed butt plug, and a dirty jock.
"Go ahead, put it on," said Tony.
Eddie inspected the collar. It said DICK PIG in silver letters against black leather. There was an o-ring in front. It was not subtle.
"Well, what are you waiting for, put it on!"
Eddie set the phone on the toilet paper dispenser and put on the collar so Tony could see. It clicked into place and he found it had locked itself. He was immediately hard.
"Good pig. It's magnetic. Can't take it off without the key. Now put in the plug."
Eddie blushed and pulled down the back of his diaper.
"Um... I dont have any lube..."
"You don't need lube to stick the plug up your floppy twat, boy. Just shove it in there. Use your spit. Use your dick juice. Just figure it out."
Tony was right again. Eddie had had so many things shoved up there since they started fucking that he would have to fight to his hungry hole whenever he wiped to keep it from swallowing up the toilet paper and his hand. He spit on the plug anyway and in it went. He was now dripping.
"Now shove that pathetic dick back into your diapers and sniff that jock until you cum. No hands."
Eddie felt the now cool padding surround his member once more. He inhaled the scent of musk and moaned. He felt like he could bust at any moment. He was just lost in his senses. The smell of wet baby powder. The smell of sweat, piss, and cum invaded his nostrils with each shuddering breath as his heart raced. It took less than a minute for his orgasm to hit him, and when it did it didn't stop for another five.
"What a good pig. If you liked that, you'll love what I have in store for you next. Come on out."
Eddie opened his eyes.
"But boss... I'm still wearing my collar and plug..."
"That's right piggy, you are."
"The guys, they'll all see me..."
"They've already seen you."
Eddie suddenly noticed the boss wasn't in his office anymore. He was with the other employees, and they all had their pants unzipped, rubbing their hard-ons through their boxer-briefs and jocks.
"Hurry up, boy. These guys need to sit on a pretty face before they can rub one out and squirt it in a pretty little mouth so move that porky ass. You've got a lot of loads to take before opening."