dontyouloveyourmommy Posted November 14, 2015 Share Posted November 14, 2015 Finn stepped out of the car and headed towards his house. It was around 6 pm and the six foot tell brunette had, had a long day at the office. He knew he had some time before his boyfriend got home. He went in the house and down to the basement. Using a key, he unlocked the door and entered the nursery. Link to comment
marxthebaby Posted November 14, 2015 Share Posted November 14, 2015 Oliver opened the door to his car after pulling up to the house he shared with his boyfriend, muttering to himself. He was short for his age, at five feet, four inches tall, and, judging by the messiness of his white-blond hair, he had no real motivation to look clean. Even his clothing-a pair of tattered blue jeans and a worn leather jacket-was messy and grimy. His ice blue eyes scanned over the area until he caught noticed that his boyfriend wasn't outside. Link to comment
dontyouloveyourmommy Posted November 14, 2015 Author Share Posted November 14, 2015 Finn shook his head. "Why yes I have Oliver. And it wasn't for nothing." He lead his boyfriend into the kitchen. "How was your day? Work hard?" He fixed his boyfriend a drink but when Oliver wasn't looking, he slipped in laxitives. "Here you go sweetie." He handed over the drink. Link to comment
marxthebaby Posted November 14, 2015 Share Posted November 14, 2015 Oliver glanced at Finn, and shrugged his shoulders in dismissal of his remark. "If you say so, babe. I'll believe you when I see that the so-called renovation is actually worth a damn." Once asked if he had a good day at work, he quickly looked away, and sighed. He snatched the can of beer Link to comment
dontyouloveyourmommy Posted November 14, 2015 Author Share Posted November 14, 2015 "You got fired?!?" Finn exclaimed. He was going to make his boyfriend quit when this started, but this was too much. "I can't believe you didn't work hard enough!" He watched as his boyfriend leaned over in pain. He did his best not to smirk. "Oh you poor dear!" Link to comment
marxthebaby Posted November 14, 2015 Share Posted November 14, 2015 After he was questioned, Oliver stared up at Finn, a look of confusion on his face. Why had his boyfriend just asked if he had just gone poopy? Had he been planning this, or something? Was he just being annoying? Either way, he had no time to respond when he was scooped up into Finn's arms. He protested vehemently, yelling at the top of his voice, "What the fuck are you talking about, Finn? Have you lost your fucking mind, you son of a mother fu-" His final word was cut off by the intrusion of rubber in his open mouth, and he squirmed as the ribbon attached to it was tied securely around his head. Link to comment
dontyouloveyourmommy Posted November 14, 2015 Author Share Posted November 14, 2015 Finn knew Oliver was cursing but laughed at how silly he sounded. "What's that baby?" He cooed. "You love your new diapeys? I'm glad!" He noticed his boyfriend continued to throw a tantrum. "Someone's cranky!" Finn lifted him off the changing table and cradled him, ignoring the kicks and punches he got. Link to comment
marxthebaby Posted November 15, 2015 Share Posted November 15, 2015 Oliver continued shrieking through the pacifier, kicking and punching while Finn lifted his body off the changing table. He became livid once his boyfriend dared to call himself Daddy, and continued throwing a violent, rage-induced tantrum. The instant he was called a cranky baby, he screamed through the pacifier again, "Phuck 'ou! Ith notta baybee!" Oliver could only kick and scream at the top of his lungs, angered by the actions of the man who had the audacity to do such a thing to him. How dare Finn treat him like a blubbering infant! They were both adults, and he wouldn't be told otherwise! Link to comment
dontyouloveyourmommy Posted November 15, 2015 Author Share Posted November 15, 2015 Finn wiped away Oliver's tears and pulled up his diaper. He held him close in his arms and slowly rocked him. "Hush little baby, it's okay, Daddy's got you, Daddy's here." He showered him with kisses. "You're just a cute wittle baby!" He cooed. "Adults don't poop their underwears, no they don't, no they do not." He continued to rock him and watched as he fussed. "Someone sure is a fussy baby, yes you are, yes you are. If I hadn't just changed your diapey, I'd wonder if you'd need that changed." He chuckled and tickled his chin. Link to comment
marxthebaby Posted November 15, 2015 Share Posted November 15, 2015 Oliver whimpered through the pacifier as Finn wiped away his tears and yanked up his diaper. He glanced at himself, squirming and kicking his legs frantically, and shuddered with disgust when he felt the thick diaper restricting his mobility. Tears continued to stream down his flushed cheeks while his boyfriend informed him that he was just a cute little baby, and adults didn't poop their pants like he had. In response to this, Oliver kicked and beat his fists against Finn, letting out a muffled scream in an attempt to get the larger man to release him. This wasn't something he wanted; this felt like a surreal nightmare. Link to comment
dontyouloveyourmommy Posted November 15, 2015 Author Share Posted November 15, 2015 Finn sat down and watched the show on the monitor. He knew that Oliver would be unable to escape. He watched as the boyfriend wet himself and then tried to climb out. "Good luck with that," Link to comment
marxthebaby Posted November 15, 2015 Share Posted November 15, 2015 Oliver rubbed his eyes with his covered fists as he awoke the next morning. He glared up at the mobile turning above his head, and whined at the smell of his stale pee. A burning sensation from the thick, soaked diaper rubbing against his bottom was too painful and humiliating to bear; he couldn't help but cry at the way it sagged in the front. His lower lip wobbled, and he sobbed harder than he ever had in his life. This was too embarrassing; he could only pray that Finn wouldn't take him outside or anything like that. Link to comment
dontyouloveyourmommy Posted November 15, 2015 Author Share Posted November 15, 2015 "Now, now, now," Finn cooed, tickling his chin. "Why is baby so fussy?" He lifted him up and smacked his bottom ten times. "No naughty language, I can tell what you're saying through the paci!" He landed down ten more smacks and watched as the tears fell down his boyfriend's face. Link to comment
marxthebaby Posted November 15, 2015 Share Posted November 15, 2015 Oliver squirmed when he was tickled on the chin, then whined in protest as Finn hefted him up and administered ten, hard smacks to his bottom. Once he was informed that Finn could tell what he was saying through his pacifier, and told not to use naughty language, the squirming man just wailed in outrage. After ten more smacks, Oliver began to cry, tears flowing down his reddened cheeks as he shifted around, kicking and wailing. When his so-called boyfriend blew raspberries into his tummy, he just squirmed for a moment, but he couldn't stop a giggle from escaping his pacified lips. Link to comment
dontyouloveyourmommy Posted November 15, 2015 Author Share Posted November 15, 2015 Finn laughed as Oliver squirmed as he was fed. He shook his head when he swore, but before he could respond, Oliver was throwing the bowl at him. Finn ducked and it hit the floor, the bowl breaking and the mush going everywhere. "Well, well, well, looks like someone just proved he's too young to be fed even oatmeal. I guess it's only bottles for you. You are being such a naughty baby, cursing and throwing things at Daddy." Link to comment
marxthebaby Posted November 15, 2015 Share Posted November 15, 2015 Oliver stared at Finn with tears in his eyes when the bowl fell to the floor, shattering into bits of glass, and sending oatmeal everywhere. Once Finn informed him that he seemed to be too young to be fed oatmeal, the diapered man just shook his head in denial and glared at the mess he'd just made. Without saying anything, he stuck out his tongue and squirmed in his highchair while his former boyfriend roughly wiped his face clean. That was when he felt Finn grab him and heft his body from the highchair, carrying him upstairs. Link to comment
dontyouloveyourmommy Posted November 16, 2015 Author Share Posted November 16, 2015 Finn watched it all with a smirk on his face as he watched his boyfriend suffer. This was just what he deserved. Going from a lazy smart ass to an adult sized baby who needed to go "wee wee". How much better could his life become? Link to comment
marxthebaby Posted November 16, 2015 Share Posted November 16, 2015 Oliver squirmed about, and stared at Finn as the taller man stroked his penis. He tried desperately to hold in his urine, but his former boyfriend had other plans, and squeezed his penis without any warning, making him cry out. The overgrown baby could feel his cheeks burning as the pool of pee he had tried so hard to hold back streamed out onto the diaper set up below him. Without a word, he folded his arms and sniffled, humiliated and annoyed by his current situation. Link to comment
dontyouloveyourmommy Posted November 16, 2015 Author Share Posted November 16, 2015 Finn didn't expect Oliver to give in. He had refused to give him head at all during their relationship. He couldn't help but laugh when he went flying off the bed. "Oh, baby go boomy!" He cooed. He was going to help Oliver get up, but it was more fun to watch him struggle. He laughed his as off as he attempted to get back up and then he finally made his way back up onto the bed they once shared. "Oh so is baby going to give Daddy what he asked for? That's a good baby." She tickled his chin and watched as Oliver's mouth made an O and went over his errect cock. Link to comment
marxthebaby Posted November 16, 2015 Share Posted November 16, 2015 Oliver wailed indignantly when he was informed that he sucked at sucking Finn off, and whined the minute the older man told him that his dick wasn't the best tasting, either. Once Finn informed him that he'd have to go through this hell again, the oversized baby just shook his head and growled, "Ith no wanna doth dith againth. Ith noth good enuff fow meth-" That was when the man flipped him over, and administered five, stinging smacks to his already sore bottom, making him shriek at the top of his lungs in agony. Link to comment
dontyouloveyourmommy Posted November 16, 2015 Author Share Posted November 16, 2015 Finn went upstairs and called Hunter, his new boyfriend. He invited him over and soon he was. Hunter was about Finn's height. He had blonde hair, though a little darker than Oliver's and green eyes .He was ripped, with great muscles and a six pack, that was hidden by a grey v-neck shirt. He wrapped his strong arms around Finn and nibbled on his neck. Link to comment
marxthebaby Posted November 16, 2015 Share Posted November 16, 2015 Oliver stared at the taller man with tears in his eyes, as he remained hidden beneath his array of blocks and other toys. He let out a whine of protest when he was called a spoiled brat, squirming and pawing frantically at his thick diaper. His lower lip quivered and his eyes filled with tears, as he wriggled about, trying to get himself comfortable. Link to comment
dontyouloveyourmommy Posted November 16, 2015 Author Share Posted November 16, 2015 "I don't think a big boy pees his diapeys, no he does not," Hunter cooed. He realized Oliver Link to comment
marxthebaby Posted November 16, 2015 Share Posted November 16, 2015 Oliver squirmed when Hunter talked down to him, and swaddled him in a blanket. Unable to really move his arms and legs, he instead pouted and squirmed on his bottom, whining as the pain from his rashes worsened. He couldn't feel anything but discomfort and cold wetness overtaking his lower half, and it was immensely uncomfortable. Link to comment
dontyouloveyourmommy Posted November 16, 2015 Author Share Posted November 16, 2015 Finn scrubbed shampoo into Oliver's hair. "Such a sweet baby, look at your adorable blonde hair," he cooed as he scrubbed it in well. "Close your eyes for Daddy, there we go, that's Daddy's good boy!" He dumped some warm water over his head, so the suds washed down. Next he rubbed soap all over his body, making sure to do extra well on his penis. He grabbed a razor. "Stay still Pumpkin," he cooed. Link to comment
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