Daily Free-Write January 25, 2021

“Squat! There you go. Deeper now. Feel the burn!”

“Unh… Ohhh… hnnnfffff…. Nahhhahahaa!” Victor had to slow down. The thick diaper pressed against his package with every squat and if he wasn’t careful, he’d blow his load.

“Why are you slowing down?” asked Darrell the fitness instructor. “Get down! I didn’t tell you you could stop!”

“Nnnghhhh!!!”

Victor’s eyes watered as he tried to keep from cumming with every fiber of his being, but his instructor wasn’t letting up. And that thick soggy padding was winning the battle of wills as it slid over his engorged penis and his huge balls. It had been almost a month since he had last cum and his nuts were so inflated with pent up cum they were practically swimming.

“Annnd stop.” The instructor said, eyeing the panting Victor with a smirk. “Great job, class. Victor, I want to speak to you alone.”

Victor was relieved he’d narrowly escaped breaking the rules, but he was so frustrated too. He was so damned close.

As the rest of the class packed up, the two of them moved to the corner by the fitness equipment where they had a small amount of privacy.

“What’s with you today?” asked Darrell. You’re moving kinda funny, and you were making a crinkly sound whenever you squatted. What’s going on?”

Victor’s face went pale. “I- I- I- uh… I don’t know what you mean.”

“Oh come on,” said Darrel, reaching for Victor’s pants. “I know you’re hiding something. If you wanna get fit, you’d better start being honest with me, and yourself!”

Victor instinctively put his hands in front of his crotch and squeezed his legs together. That was a mistake. He was still rock hard, and hypersensitive. Squeezing his legs just gave him that little bit of stimulation he needed to send him over the edge.

“What are you-“ asked Darrel, as the man began to moan and cry, practically flooding his diaper with cum. His hand caught Victor’s waist band and the unmistakable shiny white plastic of a diaper peeked out over the waistband. “Oh… OH…”

Darrell was speechless.

“I- I’m so sorry,” said, as he pulled up his pants and dashed past confused gym goers toward the locker rooms. There was so much cum in his diaper from his orgasm that it made the padding slick against his skin, and it had begun to leak down his legs.

He ran right through the locker room into a bathroom stall and sat on the toilet, beginning to cry. He was a soggy, squelching mess, and he had embarrassed himself in front of the cute gym instructor. What could happen next.

“Victor?” came a voice by the entrance to the bathroom. “Buddy? You in here?”

He tried to stifle his sobs, but the loud crinkle of the diaper as he shifted his weight on the toilet seat gave him away.

“Victor. I’m sorry,” said Darrel. “I didn’t mean for that to happen.”

“Go away,” said Victor.”I’m fine. Just completely embarrassed is all.”

“Well, you’re not going to feel any better sitting in there. Look. You need a shower, I know I do. I’m gonna go grab us a couple towels, and you’ll feel much better after that. I, uh… I’ll grab you a trash bag as well.”

Victor sat there, sobbing quietly. All he wanted was to be alone right then, but he did feel pretty dirty. Sweaty. Covered in piss and semen. Too bad it was only his own. Why had he worn a diaper to the gym anyway? He could have just gone commando or worn a jock. It wouldn’t really be cheating would it? Nobody would know. But that was just it. He didn’t know who was watching him, only that Daddy had people keeping tabs on him making sure that his diapers on at all times and wasn’t touching himself. There was only one problem…

“Here you go,” said Darrell, passing the trash bag under the stall.

“You can toss whatever you need to in here.”

“I can’t…” Victor sobbed. Looking down at his bulging crotch.

“What do you mean you can’t?” asked Darrell. “You don’t wanna be in that soggy thing the rest of the day do you?”

“Y-you knew?” asked Victor, shocked.

“Of course I knew. The whole class knew. That diaper bulge was obvious, and you smelled like pee. What did you think we were blind as well as deaf?”

“I’m s- so-“

“Don’t worry about it,” said Darrell. “I’m sure you’re wearing them for a very good reason. But come on out, already. I can’t leave you like this.”

Victor slowly opened the door and peered out with wide, wet, vulnerable eyes.

“I… I can’t take off my own diapers…” he said, quietly.

Darrell didn’t say anything for a moment. Then he began to laugh. He quickly covered it up, putting his hand over his mouth. “You’re crazy, you know that? Well, come on, then.” He grabbed Victor’s hand and led him to a bench in the locker room.

“W-what are you-“

“I’m taking off your diaper so you can take a shower. That’s what.”

“But you can’t!” said Victor, who nevertheless allowed the man to lay him down and begin sliding off his pants.

“You can’t go home like this, or wherever it is you go. Now legs up. There we go. We’re gonna get you stripped down, toss all these icky clothes into a bag, and toss that diaper of yours, then we’ll get you a nice warm shower, how does that sound?”

Victor just closed his eyes and nodded.

Minutes later the deed had been done and victor was completely naked. Some of the guys in the locker room stared, but most just minded their own business, used to some form of hanky panky or other in the locker and shower rooms, not to mention the steam room. Most just figured these two were having a moment.

“Alright, that’s better,” said Darrell. “Now which locker is yours?” He grabbed the locker key out of Victor’s sweat pants and opened the locker, leaving victor naked on his back.

“Aha,” said Darrel, pulling out Victor’s clothes and a tote bag. He looked inside and sure enough it had two diapers, some wipes, a trash bag and some baby powder.

“I’ll just put these with my things. It’ll be easier to change us both into clothes when we get finished with the shower.”

Victor nodded, feeling a little bit better. Daddy had hypnotized him to not be able to take off his own diapers, but now that they were off he could put regular clothes on and use an actual toilet instead of being forced to piss his pants all the time.

Darrell insisted on washing Victor himself, and Victor was embarrassed by the strong scent that came off his dickhead – a sharp tang of sex and urine that cause him to instantly squirm in arousal. It was so strong, though, and he turned bright red, knowing that everyone nearby could probably smell it too.

“Whoo,” said Darrell. “Somebody’s in heat! When’s the last time you cleaned down there?”

“I.. I can’t do it myself… Daddy usually does it,” admitted Victor in a small voice.

“Daddy?” asked Darrell, taken aback. “Does… does ‘Daddy’ keep you in diapers too?”

Victor just nodded, turning bright red as he admitted his not so secret diapers were there because he was made to wear them.

Once they were clean, Darrell led Victor by the hand back to the lockers.

“There you go, lay down, baby,” he said, forcing Victor down onto the bench, so that his towel fell open beneath him, like a makeshift changing pad.

“W-wait, what are you doing?”

“I’m gonna put you into another diaper, of course,” said Darrell, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

“But… but I don’t need diapers. I don’t want to be put in them again!” whined Victor.

“If your Daddy thinks you should be in them, you should be in them. I’m not going to contradict the big boss,” said Darrell, opening the locker and grabbing the changing supplies.

Victor pouted.

“You know him, don’t you? You’re one of the people he sent to keep tabs on me.”

Darrell shook his head as he fluffed the diaper and straddled the bench by Victor’s legs. “No, I’m not. But I’d like to meet the man that put you in diapers.”

He grabbed Victor’s ankles and lifted his legs for his next diaper, shaking out sweet-smelling powder onto his butt and the diaper before lowering the blushing man down.

Despite having emptied his balls less than an hour before, the smell of the baby powder and the feel of the diaper was beginning to get Victor squirmy again. This was all he needed. He was already in enough trouble as it was for busting his nut without permission.

“I’ve been eying you for a while, Viccy. Shame he got to you first,” said Darrell, noting Victor’s adorable expression of shock. “Still, I think he made the right choice keeping you in pampers. You sure do look cute this way!”

He finished taping the man up and gave Victor a little squeeze on the crotch.

Victor moaned and covered his face with his hands.

“Where is he anyway?” asked Darrell, noting that Victor didn’t have any car keys with him.

“Right here,” said a man’s voice from behind them.

“Daddy?!” said Victor, shocked. “You were here the whole time?!”

Daddy nodded and smiled.

“Well, I had to see what was getting you so flustered about going to the gym when you went everywhere else in your new didees. And I’m glad I did. I believe I’ve found your new babysitter.”

Victor turned even redder as he lay there in nothing but a diaper in front of two complete hunks and a roomful of onlookers, but he couldn’t hide his shy smile. He wouldn’t say no to being diapered if it meant cute guys like Darrell and Daddy would always be helping. If only it weren’t so completely embarrassing.

“He sure is cute when he’s embarrassed,” said Darrell, smiling and getting up off the bench.

Victor sat up and reached for his bag which had his street clothes in it, but Darrell pulled it away and handed it to Daddy. “He doesn’t really need these anymore, does he? Not after the mess he made in class.”

Daddy shook his head. “No, no he does not. I like the way you think, my friend. I think we’re going to have a lot of fun with this one. Come on boy, time to go out to the car. Consider this your punishment for cumming without permission!”

A chorus of “ohhhs,” and “He got yous” came from the other guys in the locker room as they laughed at his predicament.

As he was led out of the lockers in nothing but diaper, Victor had the distinct feeling that this wouldn’t be the last they saw of him like this. And he probably wasn’t wrong.