The Pretty Boy's Dominance, Part 2

It had been a few days since they met, and Zac's life had already changed drastically. He was staying with Harley in his apartment, sleeping, eating, and fucking. He was also wearing and using diapers. Peeing in them was realy hard, especially at first, because of years of toilet training. But Harley said that would pass in time and some diaper training. Shitting in them came a lot easier, although it was a lot more unpleasant. But it all was worth it to lie there and look up at that angelic face as Harley changed him, speaking sweetly and cooing to him like someone would to a baby. Harley called him his baby, and that felt good too, to be thought of so fondly by someone so beautiful. The sex came easily too, except for when the twink fucked Zac's ass. The pain was excruciating, but once Harley was all the way in and his dick started rubbing Zac's prostate, it felt wonderful. Zac wanted to top, and Harley allowed him, only he had the athlete lie on his back while the smaller boy rode his rod. Harley also kept giving his new lover the best blowjobs but only after he'd showered so all the pee was washed off.

But the best part was after the sex when they laid down to go to sleep. Zac would stroke Harley's soft hair, sniffing it occasionally to take in the sweet scent of his shampoo, while the twink rested his head on the football player's chest. They'd fall asleep like that and sometimes stay like that until the morning. If Zac woke up needing to pee, he'd give a good push and go in his diaper before going back to sleep. Every day, he'd have Harley's gorgeous, throbbing hard-on to wake up to, and he's happily suck on it until he got a throat full of cum.

Class was easier too now that he didn't have to hold his pee until it was over. It took Zac several minutes and a lot of pushing to let go the first time he wet during class, though. When he finally did, he could just hear the hissing of his stream over the professor's lecture, and he was afraid someone else would hear it, but nobody seemed to. It wasn't quite so hard after that first time, and Harley said it would get easier every time he did it.

The one place Harley didn't make him wear a diaper was to football practice because the other players would have seen it.

"Although I really want to see your hot ass padded in the locker room," Harley said.

He wasn't discreet about their relationship in the locker room, though. He often glanced and smiled at Zac as he see to the towels. Zac would blush but smile back, anyway. He knew it wouldn't be long before the other guys noticed something was up and ask what it was, and he prepared himself for that eventuality. But he couldn't figure out why Harley was working as a towel boy in the first place since his parents were rich and gave him plenty of money. He finally asked the twink one day as he was getting his soggy diaper changed between classes.

"I got bored, and I wanted to see some nude men," replied the smirking twink. "I love seeing you guys walk around in the locker room in your underwear or with a towel around your waist or nothing at all."

"Oh. So, were you fishing for someone like me?"

"Yup."

"Well, I'm glad you caught me."

Back at school, Zac was early for his next class, so he sat outside the room, waiting for the current class to dismiss. His friend Hunter, who also played for the football team, walked up and sat next to him.

"Hey, Zac. What up, dude?"

"American History," Zac motioned to the room behind him with his head. He was used to wearing diapers around his friends by now and wasn't worried about anyone noticing since it hadn't happened yet.

"Nothing wrong with that. You gonna make practice today?"

"Yeah, I'll be there."

"Cool, cool. Hey, have you seen that towel boy? The one that looks like a girl?"

"Yeah, his name's Harley."

"Oh, you know him?"

Zac smiled slyly. "Yeah, I know him."

"Do you think he's, like, gay?"

"What if he is?"

"Oh, that's cool. Don't get me wrong, I don't got nothing against them. I'm just, like, curious."

"Why? You interested in him?"

Hunter looked at Zac seriously. "Maybe I am."

"Oh. Well, uh, I don't know, man."

"What, does that bother you? You got something against gays?"

"No! It's-- I'm actually seeing him."

"Oh! Oh, shit, man, I didn't know! I wasn't trying to move in on you."

"I know, man. You didn't know."

"Yeah, so, can I ask you something? What's it like?"

Zac smiled broadly. "It's fucking amazing. Best sex I ever had!"

"Yeah? Hey, good for you, my dude!"

That evening, after practice, Zac told Harley about the conversation, and he seemed interested.

"Hunter, huh? I've noticed him too. He has a really nice ass!"

"Nicer than mine?"

"I wouldn't say that. It's just, like, a different shape, a different kind of hot."

"Harely, are you into him?"

"Yeah, I am. Does that bother you?"

"Well, I mean, I thought we were together."

"We are. We're right here together. That doesn't mean we can't be with other people too."

"Oh, yeah, an open relationship!"

"Right. Lots of people do that now. Why can't we? You'll still be my baby. I'll still change your poopy diapers. But maybe I want to have another baby to take care of."

"I'm not sure Hunter will go for that."

Harley moved over and sat on Zac's thighs, facing him. "You think he can resist me?"

Zac breathed sharply. "I don't know how anyone could."

After practice the next day, Harley waited until Hunter was through in the shower and headed for his locker, his damp towel covering his waist. He stepped right up to the player, grabbed the towel, and pushed Hunter into a corner behind a partition in the corner of the room. "Here, I'll get that for you." The player was too tongue-tied to speak, which was exactly what the twink wanted. "Mmm, there's a nice big bulge in your towel here. Is that for me?" He stared up into Hunter's eyes that hovered several inches above him and hit the bigger guy with his sexiest, most enticing look. "Is this for you? Want to kiss me?"

Overcome with desire and lust, Hunter leaned down and pressed his lips firmly to Harley's, the two boys kissing deeply right there in the locker room. The smaller boy cupped his hands onto Hunter's ass cheeks, relishing their firm roundness. When they finally broke apart, he grabbed the bulge at the front of the towel, which was now larger and more obvious. "I guess it is for me. Why don't you come back to my apartment so I can enjoy it?" He walked away, leaving the athlete panting and trying to conceal his hard-on.