| Title:
| First Experience
|
| Name:
| Chris
|
| Email:
| [email protected]
|
| Gender:
| Male
|
| Current Age:
| 22
|
| Posting Date:
| 05/17/09
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| Story Contents:
|
| A- Post-toddler (4-8)* | | R- Sisters, other girls* |
| | B- Pre-teen (9-12)* | | S- Babysitters |
| | C- Teen (13-17) | | T- Masturbation |
| | D- Adult (18+) | ● | U- Sexual situations |
| | E- Cloth diapers* | | V- Gay |
| | F- Disposable diapers | ● | W- Erections |
| | G- Pee | ● | X- Bedwetting |
| | H- Poop* | ● | Y- Accidents | ●
| | I- Exposed diapers/pantslessness* | ● | Z- Punishment/Diaper
Discipline |
| | J- Multiple diapers* | | 1- Female Domination* |
| | K- Baby paraphernalia | ● | 2- Enemas |
| | L- Mother | | 3- Restraints |
| | M- Father | | 4- Crying |
| | N- Aunt | | 5- Spanking | ●
| | O- Uncle | | 6- Humiliation |
| | P- Brothers (diapered) | | 7- Babying |
| | Q- Brothers (not diapered) | | 8- Regression |
| | *Denotes Deekerian story elements
|
|
| Summary:
|
Diapered Fantasy and Punishment
|
| Deekerian Score (10 is max.)
[?]:
|
5 (25%)
|
The concept of wearing a diaper for pleasure rather than necessity
dwindled in my mind for a great period of time. The story I am sharing
is the first account in my life when I wore diapers, besides the
obvious days of early youth. I am small in stature and was able to
purchase a brand intended for children with urination issues.
The story begins once I arrived home, closed the blinds, undressed and
began shaving my pubic hair. I wanted to feel as innocent as possible.
I made sure my privates, including ass, were bare. I put a bib on I had
bought. Although extremely small I enjoyed the image the bib created
tied around my neck. The baby powder, oil and wipes were ready next to
my first diaper in the living room. I walked back into the bedroom to
retrieve a blanket when I heard the front door open. Unexpectedly my
friend John had arrived and let himself into my place. He was a
flamboyant gay man. Although I am not gay I enjoyed spending time with
him and his friends, from dancing to parties. I wrapped the blanket
around my waist and ran to the living room to explain.
He looked at me as I entered and then down at the items on the floor. A
smile crossed his face and he asked me to drop my towel. I didn�t
answer as he walked over to me. �Drop your towel.� I grasped it
tightly. He was in my face yanking at the edges. I finally gave in and
revealed my shaved privates. Stepping backward he looked at me with
surprise and excitement. �I had no idea that you were a big baby Chris
or should I call you Chrissy?� I just smiled at him shyly, speechless.
He took the towel and laid it next to the items on the floor. �I will
diaper you Chrissy, but first I am going to give you a well deserved
spanking.� The shock must have been written all over my face. I was not
interested in spankings, but decided to play the role of baby Chrissy
for John because I was interested in being diapered. He grabbed my hand
firmly and led me over to the couch. He instructed me to sit as he
disappeared into the kitchen returning with a wooden spoon. I felt
myself start to shake a bit. He sat next to me and aggressively pulled
my naked body over his knee. I put up little resistance.
First, he spread my legs a bit. I knew the purpose was to see my balls
and penis pressed against his leg. He reached down with one hand and
rubbed my balls. I was unsure of the feeling but let it go. I wanted to
be diapered and was willing to take punishment in order to receive a
diapering. I started to get lost in the feeling of his finger tips on
my sack when I felt the wood crack against my ass followed by another,
over and over. After about 20 solid smacks, John massaged my ass with
his hand. Then a minute later the spanking continued. The second time
was more forceful and I found myself releasing tears. I began to
squirm, attempting to release myself from his grasp. My ass felt as
though it was on fire. He stopped when I let out a scream. �Baby
Chrissy going to be good for John?� He mocked. I said yes, which was
followed by another smack. �Tell me like a baby would, you are a baby�.
I whimpered in the most babyish voice I could, �yes baby Chrissy be
good.� He then ordered me to stand up and led me over to the blanket. I
quickly got down on the floor, my ass hurt against the ground. I
watched as John expertly covered my privates in baby oil and then
massaged my penis, balls and ass. When he was about down he slide one
of his fingers deep into my ass. I gasped allowed, �Just making sure
baby Chrissy doesn�t have dirty poop in there.� I then watched him
sprinkle the baby powder over me and rub more forcefully. I looked down
at my penis; although larger than an infant I appeared child-like. My
privates covered in powder with no hair. He taped the diaper snuggly in
place. He led me back to the couch and retrieved a bottle from the
kitchen. He filled it with warmed milk. I lay there sucking away,
feeling very good as the urine began to pass into my diaper. The entire
diaper filled quickly and my urine began trickling out. John put in a
movie as I lay on my back soaked. �Since I just diapered you, you will
have to wait till Daddy�s movie is over to be changed.� I was stunned
he referred to himself as Daddy, but more focused on the leaking
diaper. I attempted not to move but it was no use. My couch was wet. I
finally gave up trying and curled up.
I must have been asleep for awhile. John woke me and the urine was very
cold. He quickly led me from the couch back to the blanket. He peeled
off the tabs on the diaper exposing my penis again to him. He grabbed
my ankles pulling them up in the air and pulled my diaper out from
under me. He then spanked my bare behind hard one time. �I am very
disappointed Chrissy.� He said while lowering my legs. He grabbed a new
diaper and placed it under me quickly. �He then taped the diaper into
place without whipping me. I gave him a puzzled looked. �Daddy is going
to have to punish you for peeing on the couch. He then slide on plastic
pants, reinforced my bib and led me to the table for dinner. On the
table were three containers of baby food. �Eat up, Daddy will be right
back.�
Later that night I was sitting on the couch next to Daddy when I felt
my diaper begin to fill with my poop. I had been holding since just
after dinner. The diaper was already filled with urine but since I had
peed in the middle of Daddy�s basketball game I was to wait to be
changed. The plastic pants kept the urine from leaking out but sloshed
the liquid against my skin that still itched from not being cleaned
earlier. The poop now filled the back and Daddy looked over at me. His
face told me he could smell it, �Does baby Chrissy need to be changed?�
I nodded yes. He looked at his game and then at me. �30 more minutes
and go sit in the corner so Daddy doesn�t have to smell you.� I
followed orders. I was beginning to enjoy the punishment of not being
properly wiped and delayed changes. I was curious if I would receive a
spanking.
I fell asleep in the corner and awoke to Daddy standing over me. �Crawl
to the blanket Chrissy.� I did as he said and noticed extra blankets. I
quickly laid down as Daddy pulled off the plastic pants and diaper.
Urine leaked out but was caught by the blankets. I looked down at
myself. My privates were red and the poop was on my penis and balls.
Daddy wiped me up thoroughly, although very roughly. He looked
irritated. I was even redder after being cleaned. He flipped me over
onto my back and pulled my waste towards him till I was on all fours.
�Daddy is going to clean your inner ass because you pooped.� He stated.
I winced hoping it wouldn�t hurt. I felt a warm cloth wrapped around
two fingers enter my butt. I jerked forward a bit but Daddy had a firm
grip on my waist. He inserted as deep as he could, then began to rotate
the cloth around, scrubbing at my tight rear. He pulled the cloth out
and wiped the outside again. He then flipped me onto my back and began
with the baby oil. He layered my skin, and then stroked the oil over my
penis. I became hard almost instantly. He stroked me till I came then
sprinkled baby powder over me. He did not wipe up my sperm or rub in
the powder as he sealed my diaper. He took masking tape and wrapped it
once around the diaper. Do not remove the diaper till morning. He
gathered his few things and left. We never spoke of the incident again.
I still diaper myself from time to time, and ultimately enjoy sitting
in a dirty diaper most.