Paul Boi

I have given up posting here. Sus the Twitter @ausdiaperboi

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Let me gush on why I think diapers are the ultimate tool for control.

It's a status symbol: this is the easiest to explain. You look at a little and know immediately they are not on the same level of you. This padded excuse for underwear shows that the person wearing it is not to be treated as an adult and is to be treated like they do not have the ability to work a toilet let alone handle any responsibilities.

It's a physical barrier: a diaper literally puts a barrier between the little's genitalia and anything that they might want, such as pleasure, the dignity to use the toilet, hell even the ability to clean themselves properly. Just some plastic and fluff keep can be so restrictive.

"functional" clothing: not only does a diaper look and feel like a tool for control but also act the part. It's a container for one of the most humbling liquids on the planet. It also has a hidden purpose of being able to be written on. Even the most basic of diapers can be a powerful tool when used to contain the piss of someone who claims to be an adult

Dependence: there is almost no other kink tool that can be used quite like a diaper to make your little depend on you. It literally has to be acknowledged every 4 to 12 hours. It also often has to be checked, talked about, and changed. If you truly want to make someone dependent on you, make it so they have to come to you to be changed. They will feel your presence with every step they take.

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Mark and Luke

Finally I had graduated, sat in the ornate hall waiting to collect my degree along with all my friends, my mind was wondering to what was next.  I wasn’t even padded, too risky with all the photos and family around, even though the gown would easily have hidden my thickest diaper. Maybe I should get back in touch with him, we always said that we would, that being at uni wasn’t the right time, and it had always felt so right…… Rudely awaken from my daydream I realised I owed Mark a thank you, not the dirty look I had just thrown him, my name was called and it was time to do the walk up to the podium and collect that all important piece of paper from the smiling university Chancellor. Don’t fall. Don’t fall. Don’t fall. Smile. Face parents. Smile again. Walk. Over. Now for the celebrations, but that nagging thought was still there, would it even be possible?

I messaged him and after an awkward first conversation it resumed its old flow, his intelligence and natural dominance had always been the attraction for me. We met in the city where he worked; I had been staying with some friends for the summer, on the other side of the country from my home and my uni. The first time we had met had been amazing, I ended the night tied to his bed, in a thick diaper and a cb6000s keeping me from showing off the raging boner I had for him. Dreamily I reminisced about that precise point where I had fallen for him, it was that night, he was lay next to me tracing his fingers along my smooth abs, from the crinkly plastic of my diaper to the hard smooth plastic of my pacifier. He tugged on it gently, and I turned my head to face him, I wanted to kiss him so badly, to hold him and be his. That moment when his lips touched mine and my paci was help against my head in his hands was the moment that I knew; I wanted to be with him. So I told him, I had finished with uni now and I wanted to be with him again, not just for the summer this time, but for real. I put it all in an email, it would be easier than having a live message with him, I could just write down what I wanted and hope that it was something he wanted too. After pressing send I was so horny with the excitement and anticipation the only think I was capable of was humping my diaper against my bed until that glorious moment of orgasm, where for that millisecond, everything was calm and perfect. It was an agonizing wait for a response, but well worth it when it arrived

“Hey Luke, Wow, that was an intense email. I’d love it if you came back to stay! You’ll need to get a job, my mortgage is too demanding but I can definitely look after you while you look! There will be some rules for you to follow though, want to make sure that you have fun :-p

Diaper. At all times, you’ll be in them 24/7

Chastity. I’ll be the key holder. We will stick with the two for now, and see if you’re as well behaved as you were a couple years ago. When are you thinking of coming over? Mark xx”

It was perfect. I figured I would need a month to get the airfare together, sort my stuff out and get over to him, I started to apply to jobs too, couldn’t do any harm to get a head start. Mark sent me another message that night, he wanted me to arrive in a thick diaper, he didn’t have to tell me because there was no way on earth would I be meeting him without wearing one! I was thankful that he told me not to wear a cb though, I had no doubt that he would soon put me in one but it was like he pointed out, a diaper through airport security isn’t an issue - a locked chastity cage would be, especially if I had to go through the full body scanner.

Finally the day arrived, I boarded in the plane in a thick diaper, hopefully hidden under my clothes but at the end of the day I didn’t really care, I was about to start my new life with the guy I loved and I was going to spend it diapered and probably locked in a cb too. There was a spare diaper in my bag, along with my paci, though i didn’t intend to use it on the flight. I did intend not to leave my comfortable window seat and to sleep the entire way though. He was waiting for me, just past Passport Control, he was smiling and his deep blue eyes were damp. I ran the last few metres separating us and hugged him so hard! Looking up I eagerly received a kiss from Mark for the first time in over two years. As if to highlight how little had really changed between us his hands wandered down to my  soggy ass and gave my padded bum a squeeze. “aww is little Lukey wet?” It was enough  to give me a erection right there and then, my stiffy was compressed against me by my soggy diaper and I giggled in his hands before inclining my head to drop eye contact with him and nod my acknowledgement that yeah, I was soaked. He laughed gently, I felt his ass, it was padded too. I really liked that about Mark, he might be all dominant and stuff but at the end of the day he loved being in a diaper as much as I did. He took my hand and we started to walk, my suitcase rolling along behind me, slightly hiding my diaper waddle. “it’s good to see you again” I nodded, smiling to myself how at how reserved he could be, my heart was beating so fast I felt faint and I knew that he was the same. “i’ll check your diaper once we get to the car, if it will last until we get home then that’s good, if not then I can put another one on you” He had got a new car since I was last here, this one was much sportier, sleeker. He popped my case in the back and told me to drop my trousers, time for my diaper check! It was a quiet corner of the car park and I was hidden from view by the car door, not that I was even considering refusing. I wanted him too much to refuse. A moment later my jeans were round my ankles and my diaper was on full view. Mark took a minute to take me in, back here, his boy, diapered and willing. That smile on his face told me he was so happy to see this. His hand firmly pressed my diaper, checking the back, before moving to the front and gently rubbing the front, my cock responded instantly and my knees felt week, I leant forward to embrace his kiss as one hand held the back of my head, he passionately kissed me and I felt euphoric. “looks like it’ll survive another hour babyboy, pull up your jeans and jump in” On the way round he updated me on everything he wanted me to know, I could barely concentrate and just enjoyed hearing his accented voice so close to me as he described his new apartment, a converted red-brick warehouse in the city centre and the plans he had for us. The hour commute went quicker than expected and in no time at all we were in another car park, my diaper dangerously close to leaking and my cock excited to be played with by him again. He carried my case, a real gent, and we made our way to the elevator, it had a keycard which took us straight up to his apartment, the elevator door opening into his atrium. “Bedroom is this way Luke, let’s leave your case here while we get you changed” smiling, he led the way to his bedroom. There was a baby-changing mat on his bed, along with another diaper, wipes, powder, and quickening my heartbeat slightly, some leather cuffs. A bright green paci with a blue handle was offered to my lips, as he started to strip me “arms up Lukey”, my t-shirt was tossed over the comfy looking chair in the corner. Now my soaked diaper was sticking out above my jeans and Mark took a step back, holding me at arm’s length as he admired me.  Kneeling down he unfastened the button on my jeans and instructed me to step out. They almost immediately joined my t-shirt over my desk. As he started to rise up he kissed me, from my diaper up to my smooth belly button. Onwards to each of my nipples as me gently nibbled and caressed my pierced ears. I was wearing the modest diamond-style studs he had given me last time, I hope he noticed. His ears were pierced too, I had always enjoyed playing with the studs as they glistened in the light and he played with my body. His muscular frame took a step back and his shirt was slowly taken off, never breaking eye contact he finished by leaning over and kissing my paci. “Time for your change babyboy” Mark lifted my slight frame easily and lay his giggling diaper boy on the bed. His white plastic diaper was sticking out of his jeans, while my printed ab diaper was on full show lay on the changing mat in the middle of his bed. Mark reached for the leather cuffs, before pausing, passing them to me and telling me that I needed to fasten them on myself, to show that I wanted to be his boy. I fastened them on as quickly as I could and looked expectantly at him.  He lay on top of me, leaning slightly to one side as he guided my arm up to the corners of his bed, clipping my arms in place one at a time.  My boner was raging and I could tell his was too. He stripped down, until he was just in his diaper, kneeling with one leg either side of my slim waist. One by one he unfastened each tape slowly, relishing the suspense. I was almost surprised to see that he was dry. The image of him above diapered and bound me on his bed was magnificent. He shuffled forward, his erection firm, straight and heading my way. I opened my mouth in anticipation, the pacifier fell to the side of the bed and his guiding hands put my head in the right position to take him. His smooth crotch was coming closer, I knew that he was going to get as deep into my throat as he could and I gagged enthusiastically desperately needing to feel his balls on my chin. He obliged and I loved it. “Fuck, I’ve missed you” he panted, “and I’ve missed that sweet ass as well” with that he withdrew and got between my knees, untaping my diaper and gently removing it from under me. Mark reached for the wipes and fondled my cock and balls, then once more leant over me to get the lube and a condom from the drawer.  “Nearly forgot” I felt a package fall on my taut stomach, “do you want it on now or later?” I groaned. “Later? There’s no way it’ll go on now!” Mark laughed and played with my rock hard cock again “I suppose not, you hadn’t forgotten though, had you?” “No” I denied it but I could tell he didn’t believe me. “it’s ok, I don’t mind it going on afterwards, it’s not like you’ll be playing with yourself anyway, is it?” I struggled against the cuffs holding my arms, making no secret of loving the fact that I was in that position with him in charge of me. He picked up my pacifier and put in back in my mouth, “time for baby boy to be fucked” I smiled. He repositioned himself between my legs, playing with my boy hole with his lubed fingers, gently opening me up so it’d be comfortable to be fucked. I moaned every time he slid his fingers into me. He withdrew and my legs were lifted up and put on either one of his shoulders. His erection pressed against my hole and I thrust into him as much as my bonds allowed, he smiled, impressed at the eagerness of his diaper boy. Slowly he eased his way in, taking his time and being in complete control of me. It was ecstasy, I didn’t think it could feel better but he proved me wrong when he started to fuck me, sliding in and out, hitting that spot every time he pounded into me. Precum was dribbling from my cock as he thrust harder, pinning my already bound arms in place and kissing me on the forehead he came. He looked jubilant and having him climax inside me was enough to push me over the edge and sent my seed over my abs and chest. He smiled, still inside me he wiped his finger in to, bringing it up to my mouth he fed me his finger. I took it happily, sucking on his finger as he just watched benevolently. “right” he broke the spell in his usual frank manner “lets get you all cleared up and in your fresh diaper and cb!” My cock twitched at the thought of being in his chastity belt, as he expertly locked me up before my hard on could make it too difficult. The padlock was clicked shut and the key put in his wallet. “Right diaper boy, jump in the shower and we will get you in your diaper after you’re nice and clean, we have plans for this afternoon”. He untied me from the bed and walked me to the shower, he jumped in with me and left not a single cm of my body unclean.  I massaged his back as I cleaned, taking special care to clean the cock which had so recently given me so much pleasure. Once clean he insisted on drying me off “I want to take good care of my boy”, my heart melted at the words. Once in the bedroom I lay down on the changing  mat without instruction, he smiled as he grabbed the thick diaper, purposefully making it crinkle as he unfolded it. “this is the noise you’re going to be making from now on” he grinned as I lifted my ass up so he could slide it under me “we will have to get you a plug for that hot ass, maybe black to go with the cb” he promised. I tried to speak but the paci in my mouth made my words illegible. He powdered me with care, positioned the cb and taped up the thick diaper, it caused my legs to be slightly further apart than normal, for anyone looking for it, anyway. He chose my clothes for the day and dressed me, fussing over how I looked and the collar on my shirt. I sighed dreamily; this is exactly what I wanted. Diapered, locked and his.