Sissy Stepfather, Part 3

It took a bit of coaxing, but Todd soon found himself lying on the floor, staring up at his step-son as he stripped his wet pants off him. He didn't understand any of this, and he was ashamed of himself, of his own weakness and compliance. In the end, it came down to Dylan saying, "If you want to keep getting my dick, you'll do what I tell you and get your ass on that floor!" Todd hated himself for it, but he couldn't get enough of the taste of the kid's cock in his mouth, the wonderful fullness of it in his rectum. He grumbled, but he complied, and now he lay still except to lift his ass while Dylan slid the diaper under it.

As it was brought up between his thick thighs, Todd asked, "What about your mom? How do we keep this from her?"

"Don't worry about that. I'll handle it," was the reply as Dylan secured the tapes to the plastic. "You just handle this." He stood up and whipped out his dick, which was already rock-hard.

Todd, on his knees, leaned forward and eagerly lapped up the precum that was already oozing from the kid's piss slit. He savored the taste a moment before putting his lips around the head and licking the opening for more precum, which he quickly got. He ran his tongue around the head while his stepson, his master, moaned and grunted his approval.

"Yeah, bitch, suck my cock! You like it, don't you, you big, cum-hungry slut?"

Todd's only reply was to begin sucking heavily on the shaft as he lowered his head onto it, taking it into his mouth until he felt it touch the top of his throat. He began bobbing up and down, licking and slurping as he did so. Within just a few minutes, Dylan's moans grew into a scream as he grabbed the back of Todd's head and exploded into his mouth, shooting bursts of cum down his step-father's throat, the older man gratefully swallowing it all.

As he pulled out of Todd's mouth, Dylan said, "You're getting better at this, bitch. You're turning into a first-class cocksucker! Now, let me check your diaper." He bent over and squeezed the padding covered by the plastic, feeling it squish at his touch. "Yep, you wet it. Looks like you belong in diapers. Hell, I should've put you in them the other night! I'll change you later, though. In the meantime, you may want to put some pants on before Mom gets home."

By the time Emily got there a while later, Todd had wet his diaper again because Dylan wouldn't let him take it off to use the bathroom. He was afraid she'd notice the bulge in his pants, but she didn't seem to pick up on it. Once she'd gotten settled, Dylan dragged Todd into his bedroom, closed the door, and pushed him onto the bed. He pulled Todd's pants down and untaped the soggy diaper. He took some baby wipes he had nearby and did a quick clean-up before pulling the wet diaper away and replacing it with a dry one. He taped it up and put his step-dad's pants back on him, instructing him to have plenty to drink at dinner that night and to let him know when he needed another change.

When they sat down to eat, Dylan watched Todd, and when he decided he wasn't drinking enough, he said, "You look thirsty, Todd. Maybe you should have some more to drink."

"I, uh, I think I will," Todd replied, reaching for the water pitcher on the table and refilling his glass.

Emily looked confused about the exchange but brushed it off and went back to her food.

About an hour after dinner, the water caught up to him, and Todd flooded his diaper as he sat watching TV, his wife just a few feet away. His crotch feeling warm and bulky, he shifted slightly in his chair but found it wasn't as uncomfortable as he'd expected. Still, he was quite wet, so he got up and walked upstairs to Dylan's room.

"I, uh, I need to be changed."

Dylan looked up and grinned. "Come over here."

Todd walked over to the desk, and the kid unfastened his pants, examining the diaper. "I think you can wait a little bit longer. Go back downstairs, and I'll get you later."

"But--"

"No," Dylan cut him off forcefully. "You want my cock, you wear the diaper, I'm in charge. Take your padded ass downstairs, and I'll change you when I'm ready."

Embarrassed and dejected, Todd walked away and returned to his chair and picked up the remote. After a couple of minutes, he glanced up to see Dylan walk into the room carrying a diaper, wipes, and powder. Beet-red, he could only sit and watch as his step-son walked up and said, "Now I'm ready. Let's change your diaper."

Emily looked up at her son, bewildered. "Diaper? Dylan, what the hell are you talking about?"

He smirked in her direction. "I have to change Todd's diaper."

She laughed as she glanced at her husband. "What's this about? Todd?"

"He walked in on me the other night and saw my dick. He couldn't take his eyes off it, and I knew he wanted it. I offered it to him, and he got down on it like a thirsty slut and swallowed my load."

"What?!" Emily exclaimed, turning to Todd. "You gave my son a blowjob?!"

"A few blowjobs now, and he's been taking me up his ass too. Problem is, every time he does, he pisses everywhere like a baby, so I had to put a diaper on him. And now he needs to be changed."

One look at Todd's face told her it was all true.

"Yeah. Sorry, Mom. Your husband's a sissy."

"I can't believe this! First your little fling a couple years ago, now this," she yelled. "I'm done with your ass, Todd!" Turning to her son, she said, "You want him? You can have him!"

She stormed off to another part of the house, and Dylan looked down at his step-dad, grinning. "You heard her. You're all mine now. Lay down here on the rug."

"You-- you said you'd handle Emily."

"Uh-huh. But I never said I wouldn't tell her what was going on. Now, lay down!"

Humiliated and scared of the changes in his life, Todd laid down on the floor as tears started to flow from his eyes. When Dylan removed his pants, he discovered the diaper had gotten even wetter and giggled as he pointed it out. He pulled the adhesive tabs and opened it up, wiping the mortified man's genitals and ass before removing the soggy diaper and replacing it with a dry one. As he secured the tapes, they both knew Todd was now truly Dylan's bitch.

"You can go back to your TV now, but keep drinking water, and I'll see you at bedtime."

"Can I have my pants back?"

The kid smiled. "There's no need for them now, is there?"

A few hours later, Dylan checked Todd's diaper again and found it soggy. But instead of changing it, he ripped apart the plastic and padding in the back, lubed his giant dick up, and fucked his stepfather through the diaper. It was the most humiliating thing Todd had ever been through, but he didn't care. All he could think about was how good it felt to have that wonderful fullness in his ass again, massaging his prostate and gradually bringing him to a rapturous climax. Dylan came first, and the spasming of his cock sent Todd over the edge, causing him to pump a load of cum into the squishy padding. After Dylan pulled out, he squeezed the diaper again and realized it had gotten even wetter during their session.

"Just as I thought. You belong in diapers just like you belong on your knees. Now, let's get you changed." As the kid swiped at Todd's crotch, he said, "You'll be sleeping with me tonight. And in the morning, I expect to wake up to a nice, enthusiastic blowjob."