Published: April 2nd 2022, 12:34:41 am
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Authors Note: This free-write includes harsh treatment. For those of you who are worried, there was negotiation that went on behind the scenes as will be revealed later. However, if harsh treatment and threatening language upsets you, please skip this installment.
CW: Messing
Frank looked between the two men as they both towered over him, Pierce cracking his knuckles.
"How's your diaper doing Pierce?" asked Duke, leering at Frank in a way that made Frank's skin crawl.
"It's pretty soggy, Duke. How about yours?"
"Yeah. Pretty Soggy, and I have to piss again. Hey kid," Duke said, addressing Frank now. "You remember what happens to your face when we have to sog our diapers, don't you?"
"Y-y-you better stay back or I'll tell!" said Frank, backing away.
"Let's get him," said Duke, grinning and grabbing at his sweatpants, and for the second time in as many Days, Frank found himself being forced to the floor and contemplating Duke's gigantic diaper descending toward his face. He squirmed as he was held down by the two men, and his vision was blocked by warm wet padding. His nose was invaded with the scent of piss as he felt the squishy plastic grinding into his face. He could feel every inch of it on him. He even felt the outline of Duke's cock and balls pressing down against his nose and lips. He tried to scream but he just got a mouthful of soggy padding instead.
"Hehe, wow, he's really getting into it," said Duke, looking down at the red-faced cuck between his legs and humping his diaper into Frank's mouth. "That's it, diaper bitch. I'm... unh.... leaking...."
Frank's eyes widened as he wetness began to drip down on his cheeks, and pool down around his mouth, filling it with the acrid taste of piss.
"Uh oh, bro," said Pierce. "It looks like your ruined his pwecious outfit!"
"Sorry, buddy," said Duke. "We'll get you dressed up in some new clothes right away... as soon as I finish... Unh!!!" Duke grunted as he made pushies into his diaper and Frank lost it, screaming and flailing as hard as he could as the horrid scent invaded his nostrils.
"This is what you get for getting us in trouble, little diaper bitch," cackled Pierce, and he and Duke both laughed as Frank fought for breath and to get away from that nasty diaper.
Finally, just before Frank passed out from lack of Oxygen, Duke stood up, and Frank caught a breath before Pierce took Duke's place. Pierce decided to sit down facing away from Frank, and drop his toddler shorts to reveal another soaked diaper. "You're lucky I don't have to go," said Pierce, grinding his diaper into Frank's face. "Hey, but maybe I can make stickies if I hump your stupid face."
"Hehehe, might as well try, bro!" said Duke, playing with his own massive hard-on in his diaper.
Frank was humiliated as his face was used as a fuck toy for diaper boys, and even more so when Pierce finally tensed up , his thighs shaking and straining as he gave one final hump. "Shit bro, I'm cominnnnnng!" cried Pierce, while Duke stood there with his cock pulled up over his diaper blatantly beating it.
"Oh gods... this is so hot," said Duke. "Shit, bro, move over. I'm gonna bust a nut!"
Duke pushed Pierce off of Frank and grabbed Frank's hair.
"Open up, or I'll knock those front teeth out so I don't need to ask. Unfff... Mommy can't find my cum in the nursery or I'll be in big trouble so yer gonna eat it, got it, kid?"
Frank whimpered as the pungent cum-scented monster was pressed against his lips. It was as thick as a beercan and a deep tan color, already smearing salty pre all over Frank's lips. Frank didn't want to admit it, but he was hungry for that cock. It had been obvious to Duke and Pierce from the very beginning that Frank's cock was enjoying every second of this humiliation, even if Frank was being a brat about it. And sure enough, Frank opened his mouth, groaning as the thick mushroom head forced his jaw wider than he thought it could go.
"Fff--uuuuuuuuuckkkkkk!" yelled Duke. No sooner had the mushroom tip entered Frank's mouth than he blew his salty load all over Frank's tongue and tonsils. Frank found himself swallowing gob after gob of cum to avoid spilling it all over himself, and much like his bottles, once he started he couldn't seem to stop.
"Wow! Lookit him go!" said Pierce.
"Yeah! I'd say he's a professional bitch boy!" said Duke.
The two men were both impressed by Frank's ability to take a load, and they were almost too distracted to hear Jasmine coming down the stairs. Duke just managed to get up off of Frank and pull his sweats and diaper up before Jasmine entered the room, and Jasmine found her boys standing there with their hands behind their backs looking like perfect angels.
"Is everything okay in here?" she asked. "I thought I heard some yelling... and some very bad words..."
"Y-yeah, everything's fine, mommy," said Duke in his deep baritone, smiling big. "Right bro?"
"Yeah! Great! We were just playin with our new friend... isn't that right, Frankie?" he added, giving Frank a warning glare.
"Uhh... Yeah," said Frank, shaking off the dazed smile he had on his face as he smacked his lips from the tasty treat.
"Uh.. huh.." said Jasmine, cocking an eyebrow. She then sniffed the air. "Did somebody make a poopie?"
Pierce and Frank both pointed to Duke, who gave a bashful smile.
"Of course it would be you," she said. "Well, you two can change each other and Frankie as you need today. Mommy's busy cooking. Food will be ready in fifteen minutes~"
"Yes, Mommy!" said the two men in unison.
Jasmine turned to leave, then paused at the stairway.
"Oh, and if I hear any of you cursing again, it's the hobbles for all of you!"
Pierce and Duke's face went visibly pale while Frank just looked confused.
"Hobbles?"
But Jasmine was already gone.
Jasmine's two boys let out a sigh of relief as she left, then patted Frank on the shoulders.
"You didn't snitch..." said Pierce.
"Not to mention he took that load like a champ," said Duke. "Thanks for that, by the way. My balls needed it and Pierce has way too many... sharp bits..."
"Maybe the kid isn't such a dipshit after all," said Pierce.
"Hey. Language," growled Duke, eyeing the stairway. "Mommy might be listening..."
"Oh. Right."
"Alright, kiddo. You're okay with us," said Duke, finally. He nodded, and that was that.
Frank felt relieved. So this was like hazing. Maybe he wouldn't be bullied any more, though he had to admit that after taking Daddy's loads a few times, he was developing a taste for the baby batter. Then his look of relief was wiped from his face as Duke pulled him over toward the plastic play house.
"Now it's time to play dress-up!"