The Magicians Island



****Warning, this story contains graphic sex scenes between boys and men, all of them are willing and able to have repeated gay sex, we in the real world, sadly, are not. This story also involves heavy diaper usage and water sports. If this does not do anything for you, then please leave now. If, however, you choose to read, I hope that you enjoy. I welcome you to email me your feedback to erich5748 at ymail.com. Please note, however, that flames are ignored, but constructive criticism is always appreciated. I write for myself and myself alone, and only share it so that others may also enjoy. As such, I hope that you do.****





The island is in the beautiful South Pacific, with hundreds of islands surrounding it, but none of them in sight. All the people on the other islands, though, had no idea that the island was even there, it was invisible to them, the magician ensured this. The island, though, had everything that his small community could possibly ever need, and what he could not grow there himself, he was easily able to go and buy from almost anywhere in the world with ease.


Though he was magic, and not like the magicians you would normally see on stage, it was not just your run of the mill magic either. He was already incredibly old, nearing two thousand years old already, if his memory was correct, and he could control almost anyone or anything at almost any time. As such, he is not only very rich, but also incredibly powerful. Long ago, well over a thousand years ago, the magician wished to escape life of the times, and had even less desire to be around most people as time went by. This newest age, the electronics age, he hated most of all. So, wanting to get away from it all, he found the island, it was inhabited, and while there was a volcano on it, it was not active, and he made sure that it would stay that way. He then slowly started shrouding it with mist, so that over the next hundred years or so, it eventually disappeared from everyone's sight and memory.


Even though he wanted to get away from most of the people, he did still want some around him as well, but this magician is special, in more than a magical sense as well. When he was born, being homosexual was not entirely unheard of, nor was it frowned upon, it was just a simple fact of life for some back then, but as time went by, it did become more and more of a taboo. This is only one of the reasons that he wished to escape.


Reason number two, of many, was that ever since childhood, he had always wet his pants uncontrollably, and long before his magical powers emerged, he learned how to deal with constant wet pants. Back then it was to simply add lots of absorbent cloth into his under clothes, though it was always damp, and made his clothes so as well, but he had to wait hundreds of years for proper diapers to help him with this constant problem. The funny thing though, was that by then, he could have easily repaired the problem, but he preferred his diapers, makeshift as they used to be.


Reason number three was that he found the average citizen to be incredibly stupid. Once more, even before his magical abilities appeared, he was incredibly bright. One of the top thinkers when he was a child, always inventing and making new and imaginative things. This, however, did begin the onset of his near on banishment. It was his brilliance that made people uncomfortable, he knew too much, so they drove him away.


When his magical powers came to light though, in his early twenties, and he accidentally did things that no normal human could possibly do, then it became worse. He was considered evil, the devil, and all sorts of other things that no one, especially back then, wanted to be called. With all that, he started moving around the country, learning all that could be learned, never staying anywhere long enough for people to really notice him, but making huge amounts of gold along the way.


Money, back then, was often fickle and unreliable, gold was always reliable, and as he got older, he also found he had an uncanny knack for finding it in the wild. He could also find almost any other sort of precious metals or stones, and he kept them all and used them for trading as well. He now has so much that he has on his island several kingdoms worth of gold and jewels, and could live a hundred lifetimes easily, just from what he already has.


His name is Gabriel, but he goes by Gabe most often nowadays, he is tall and slender, looks only to be around twenty five years old, has a deep rich tan from living where he does, a body as if carved like the Greek gods, and damn near as hard too, Short wavy brown hair, piercing blue eyes, strong defined jaw and nose, and all the woman who ever saw him wanted him. Clearly he does not go that way though, and he never gave a woman a second look. The young boys though that nearly fell at his feet, they he looked at.


Gabe's island is home to almost a hundred young boys now, all of them collected from the mean world over the centuries, all of them gay, they all wear diapers as well, and they too are all brilliant in their own ways. Gabe may only collect one boy every fifty to a hundred years to come live on his island, but they all stay the same age as they were once they come there, and unless they wish to leave, which only a few have, they never age again. Should they wish to leave though, they will begin to age as normal, and will, eventually, die, as all others do, unless you live on the island. This is not to say, however, that the boys were trapped on the island once they came to live there, no, they could come and go as they pleased, they could travel the world and come back, but the longer they stayed away from the island, the more they aged.


This story comes in our own age, of a young boy who was troubled. Gabe always tried to help the exceptional boys that he loved, the gay ones, the diaper wearers, and young nine year old Jordan fit that bill perfectly. Jordan lived near the ocean when his story began.


Jordan was born to two uncaring, unhappy people, they were already well into their twenties when they became pregnant, so should have known better, but she had not known she was pregnant, not until it was too late. They should have adopted Jordan out, so that maybe, just maybe he would have had a chance at a better life, but no, instead they decided to keep him and raise him. Jordan though was exceptionally bright, and by the age of three, he was already capable of reading and some writing, some math skills were already appearing, and he was talking fluently in not only their native English language, but in French and Spanish as well. All of this he did on his own by watching TV and using their computer. This, of course, completely alienated him from his overly stupid parents, and they were the ones to call him freak far more than anyone else.


Jordan had not been able to potty train, and though his parents tried and tried and tried, as well as beat and humiliated and threatened and removed his diapers completely, it was not to be. By the time he was six, he was going and buying his own diapers, because his parents point blank refused to do so, and he had to diaper himself. From the ages three to six though, when he did start buying them himself, he was forced to wet himself constantly, he had no control over it at all, and therefore, his pants were always wet. He did not even start school until after that even, in fact he was nearly seven by the time he himself went, because his parents sure were not making him go, and had it not been for TV and the computer, he would not even have known to do so. He had never even played with another child before, and though he had often times seen them, he had no concept of doing so.


When Jordan was nine though, the taunting and teasing was getting to be too much, his mind was starting to shut down. Not only was he getting it at home, his parents called him all sorts of cruel names, but he was getting it at school as well. The other kids were beyond cruel though. They tortured him mercilessly. His pants were pulled down to expose his wet diapers almost every day, he was mocked for being so smart, he was mocked because no one wanted to be his friend, he was even mocked for being gay, though more than half the kids had no idea what it even meant. Jordan did though, and he knew he was, but that was beside the point.


Summer vacation had just started, and Jordan had taken to going down to the beach and sitting there, just thinking, when, one night, he grabbed a stick and started writing in the sand. The waves came up and washed his writing away, but instead of there being nothing there, there was a reply. He wrote, I want to die.


The sand wrote back, 'No, you don't want to die, you want to live. To die means you must first live, but you have not done so yet.'


Jordan nearly passed out. How could that have happened. Then he thought he must be going crazy, it was absolutely impossible for that to have happened. He shook his head and left. The next night though, it was driving him mad, so he went back, and he tried it again, and he got the exact same response. He did this for five nights, saying the exact same thing, and getting the exact same response back. The sixth night, he got up the nerves to write something else.


'It's hard to live, when no one around you wants to you to live.'


The sand wrote back, 'Then sometimes, one has to start forging their own path.'


'How, I'm only nine.'


'Yes, but you're smart, you know more than any child should know, and you could do it if you wanted, but you're afraid.'


'Yeah, I'm afraid, because they told me that if I ran away, they'd find me and make me even more miserable.'


'I know, but there is a way. If you are willing, I will come see you in a few days, and we will talk about it.'


'Are you a god or something, maybe Poseidon, you're writing in the sand, that seems the sorta thing he might do?'


'No, no, not a god, just someone very powerful.'


'How will I know it's you? Will you hurt me, will you save me?'


'You'll know me when I show myself to you, and no, I won't hurt you, besides, if I wanted to, I could just do so right now and you'd have no way to fight it, and yes, if you're willing.'


'Then yes, I'm willing.'


'I will see you in a few days then when the time's right.'


Jordan thought for sure now that he was going insane, that he was going to wake up from some strange nightmare, or maybe even his parents were somehow behind it, just an elaborate scheme cooked up to make him even more miserable than he already was. He damn near decided to just walk into the ocean anyway, he could not swim, so once he did it, he'd die. Then the writing in the sand came back.


'I know what you're thinking right now, but I can't save you if you die, even I'm not that powerful.'


Jordan stared at the writing for a few seconds before the waves came and wiped them away once more, then turned and walked away, certain that he would wake up in the morning once more and it would just be a bad dream.


He did not venture back to the ocean for the next few days, knowing that it would just drive him even more mad. Then one night, his parents were being especially cruel to him, so he went to the bathroom to just start taking pills until the pain stopped. Then, for some strange reason, the hot water tap at the sink turned on, and the mirror instantly started to fog up. Writing on the mirror appeared almost instantly.


'If you kill yourself now, I can't save you. Your rescue is nearby, possibly as early as tomorrow, but you have to wait, you have to be strong.'


'But, wouldn't it be better just to die?'


'No. All it'll do is make your parents win, that's what they want, haven't you seen that yet. They want you to die, they hate you, but they want to make you do it yourself. Be stronger than that, don't take their bait.'


'Fine, but please, get me outta here, and fast.'


'I am not all powerful, I can only do so much, and when the time's right, I'll come and get you, just hold on, and stay strong.'


And then the tap shut off and the steam and writing disappeared. Jordan sighed and left the washroom. He went straight to bed, changing his diaper before going to sleep, hoping and praying that this rescue would come soon, he was not sure how much more he could take.


The next morning, his parents were both home again, they rarely worked, they were too stupid. Jordan was told, almost as soon as he was up, that they had to go shopping, that he was to go get his worthless filthy ass dressed and get in the car. He sighed, fully expecting that, once again, he was not going to be allowed to have breakfast. He rarely got fed at home, he more often than not had to find his own food. School, at least, provided him his lunch, when he was there, but being summer vacation, as it currently was, he was barely getting any food again.


He went to his bedroom, put on his best threadbare set of clothes, because his parents would want to make sure he wouldn't embarrass them in public, again, changing his diaper before doing so of course. He was wondering though if he had enough meager money saved to buy himself a new cloth diaper, his were starting to get too small and gross, once again, but money was damn near impossible for him to get, and even when he did manage to save some, his parents often found his stash and stole it. He was now no longer keeping it in the house to prevent that, but he had not checked in a while to see how much he had. He kept hoping though that the mysterious man in the sand would rescue him soon, even though he was certain it was just a horrible dream.


They piled in the car and drove the short distance to a nearby department store. He had no idea why he had to go with them, when they were not going to buy anything for him anyway, and they never had him with them when they did go shopping, so this was totally out of character as well. He was usually left alone, but maybe they had realized, finally, that he was sneaking food when they left, but how they could have taken so long to figure that one out, he had no clue, they really were that stupid.


They were in the store for maybe five minutes, they were in the woman's clothing department, when something felt strange to Jordan. At first he had no idea what was wrong, then he realized it. No one around him was moving, all sound completely ceased, it was as if time had completely stopped, for everyone but him. Then a tall man seemed to appear as if out of nowhere and started walking toward Jordan.


“Good morning Jordan. How are you today?”


“Who, who are you, and how'd you know my name?” He asked fearfully.


“Oh come now, you know exactly who I am and how I know your name. Yes, I realize you thought I was just a bad dream, some horrible hallucination caused by your misery to torture you even more. No, I'm the man in the sand, as you named me in your mind. My name is Gabriel, though you can call me Gabe.”


“You really are real then?”


“More or less, yes, though almost no one sees me any more. In case you're wondering, and I know you are, the reason I had to wait so long, was so that your parents could bring you somewhere very public. Granted, they didn't wanna bring you here, but I convinced them in their feeble little minds, and yes, they really are as stupid as you think they are, they're very nearly no better than dumb animals. I guess that's what copious amounts of drugs and alcohol do to you though. Yes, you suspected they were doing both, and you were right. Their brains are almost totally fried out now.”


“How are you gonna get me out of here though?”


“We could just walk out of here right now, or just disappear, and then a few seconds later, they all come too again, and you appear to have just disappeared. That's not what we're gonna do though. There's video surveillance in the area, which is both good and bad, so if you were to just disappear like that, it could cause problems. We want you to disappear, but in a different way. Once I go, you go to that rack of clothes there, that circular one there, and go inside it, once in there, you'll disappear. From there no one will be able to see you, and when your parents start to give their fake panicking, people will surround them and in the ruckus you'll be assumed to have just worked your way out and ran away. When the police are called, they'll question your parents, of course, and find out why you'd maybe wish to run away, they're gonna end up in jail, because they're gonna be found with drugs on them, and when they interview your teachers, they're gonna get in more trouble for that as well.”


“How do I know you're telling the truth, how do I know that, even if you can just make me disappear, you're not gonna do something bad to me, and where will I be going once I do disappear from here?”


“All you can do is trust me. All will be revealed in time, but there's not enough time to do so. As it is, holding time as long as I've been doing so is causing me to get very tired, and I only have a few more seconds before I have to leave. The choice is yours, take me for what I really am, or die. Now, do as I say, and I guarantee that you'll be happier than you've ever dreamed of. Now, I have to go, I'll see you in just a few seconds though. Remember what to do.”


Then Gabe was gone, in the blink of an eye, he had disappeared, and then time started once again. Jordan stumbled slightly, it was a little disorientating, and that caused his mother to trip over him.


“Oh, you stupid fucking piece of shit child, what have I told you about keeping out from under my feet. I shoulda just drowned you after you were born.” She snarled at him, causing at least five other ladies to turn and look at her in sheer disgust. Gabe, of course, was the one to have caused this, to further the investigation.


“Sorry mother, I'm just a useless piece of shit.” He answered back as he always had to. One of the ladies almost went and hit his mother right then. Jordan looked to her and shook his head no, pleading with her, with his eyes, to just leave it alone.


As soon as no one was looking though, Jordan made his choice, he darted to the clothes rack that Gabe told him to go to, and scooted inside as quick and quiet as a bunny, and then he was gone.


It was only a few minutes later that the scene in the store became exactly what Gabe had wanted, and then, a few minutes after that, the police were there and started questioning everyone around them. The ladies who had heard Jordan and his mother happily told the police why Jordan might want to run away, the parents were searched and the drugs were found, on both of them, so they were both equally in trouble, and they were arrested on the spot. Jordan's teachers and anyone else who knew him were called on and questioned, and all the information said the same, he was brilliant, that he was depressed, and that he had clearly found a way to run away and disappear, and no one ever saw him again.


Almost as soon as he was out of sight, he disappeared from the store, heck, from his own continent and was essentially teleported all the way to Gabe's island. Jordan found himself inside a brightly lit library. There were dozens of shelves, full of thousands of books, several comfortable leather arm chairs scattered around, a few desks with computers on them, and behind the largest desk, sat Gabe.


“Welcome to my home Jordan, I'm happy to see you here, and all the others have been waiting for you as well.”


“Um, all the others who?”


“You are not the first to have been brought to my island Jordan, there's almost a hundred other boys, just like you, here. You all have the same things in common, just as I do. Here we're all the same in a great many ways, yet we all have our differences as well. We're all exceptionally bright, though you might actually surpass even I there, and not many can do that, we're all fully gay, and we all love our diapers.”


“Really?” Jordan squeaked.


“I wouldn't lie to you Jordan. You are a special boy, and I've been watching you since you were almost three.”


“Then why didn't you rescue me then?”


“Ah, the same question every boy has asked me for the past almost two thousand years. Simple, you hadn't decided yet.”


“Pardon me, but decided what, and did you say two thousand years?”


“Yes, I'm almost two thousand years old now, not bad huh, and here you probably thought I'd look like the average mummy at two thousand years old. I assure you though that I am. As for what you decided, well that's simple. You decided you no longer wanted to live with your parents. I can't take you away until you're willing to risk everything to escape. Had you have just ran away, I probably would've rescued you as well, many I do, but most of them I leave, because they can make it on their own. You're brilliant, of that there's no doubt, but sadly, you have no self esteem and are eternally afraid. We here are much the same, or at least, we were. Eventually you'll gain so much here. And yes, I will have sex with you as well, since you've been thinking it almost non stop since I told you I was a gay diaper wearer as well.”


“Oh, you can see my thoughts?” Jordan blushed massively.


“Yes, and in a few minutes, once I get the strength to do so, you'll be able to see mine as well.”


“Really.”


“Oh yes. While I can't give to you all my magical abilities, I can give to you many. There are stipulations though, and you cannot take them lightly. First and foremost, I don't give you any powers in which you could truly harm anyone, but you still could, to do so will have you banished from here and you'll never be able to return. It has happened in the past, but is rare. Even my future sight can be clouded, so I don't always see everything there is to see, not that anyone truly could I believe, so some have managed to do such things here. You will not be able to see the future, it can be dangerous, and even I myself have to be very careful there, though honestly, I cannot see any of my own future, quite maddening at times I tell you. Anyway, neither here nor there. You will be able to read peoples minds though, and you'll be able to communicate, via your mind, with anyone who's of the island. You'll have the ability to teleport yourself to virtually anywhere in the world. Inside of bank vaults, though, for instance, is one thing you could not do, though I can. Even though on the island you never age, when you leave here, you do age, granted, you age at roughly half the speed of normal though, and the longer you spend on the island, the slower that gets even. So, that also means you'll never age, nor never die here.”


“Wow. How do you do it?”


“I'm a magician. How I do it, I don't know, how I got the ability, I don't know. Just one morning I woke up and I could do weird things. I don't really question it too much, it's a gift, and I don't intend to complain about it too much.”


“No kidding, I wouldn't either. So, we're your harem then.”


“In a way, I suppose you could say that, though no, you're not. A harem, for instance, is girls, and talk about yuk, and second, the harem is tied solely to their master, and he really is their master, no matter what some may say, whereas you're most certainly not. I love making love to every one of my boys here, and you'll be no exception, but all the boys love each other as well. There've been boys here who've been in committed relationships with other boys for years, and I never had sex with them during that time. It happens here, and may eventually happen to you as well. If it ever happens, don't feel I'll suffer. I can travel the world and make love to hundreds of boys, so when I wish to have some fun, I can do so at any time, whether with you boys here or not.”


“Oh, and we could travel the world and have other boys too, if we wanted?”


“Yes, as long as you never say where you're from or tell them anything about here.”


“Okay.”


“It'll likely be a few years before you do that sorta thing, most wait a while. You're also still pretty young, you've never had sex, hell, you've never actually jacked off, and you've never put anything inside that cute little baby bum of yours.”


“Oh, you know all that?”


“I'd love to say I was all knowing, but that'd be a lie. I do know you though, I've read your mind several times to see how you were coming along. And no, I've never interfered in anything you've ever done. I have interfered a few times in your life in those surrounding you, but never you directly.”


“How can I know that for sure though, and what have you done?”


“You can't, yet, but once you can see my mind, you'll know. As for what I've done, well, stopped your useless parents from drugging you and raping you like your dad wanted, or renting you out like your mom wanted. They almost started when you were three, I stopped them from doing so. I also stopped some kid from sticking a knife in your back when you were eight.”


“If you could've done all that, then why didn't you stop all the misery I've gone through?”


“Ah yes, the other question every other boy here's asked. It's simple. If I interfere with your life too much, it changes who you are, who you're to become, and that would be to rob you of your future. No, I prevent what'll truly harm you, but let you live your life to the best of your ability.”


“Do you help everyone like that?”


“No. Not only could I not concentrate on that many people, but really, I can only do so much. Also, there's the fact that, even though horrible, I can't do too much, or it starts to tip the scales of balance. I save the ones like you and I, the rest, even though harsh, I have to let live life normally.”


“I think I understand. What if some little kid has a bad disease or something though?”


“I help a few of the gay ones when I see them, but remember, I can't see everything on the planet, and if I tried, it'd drive me mad. No, I have my mind tuned to look for the brilliant gay diaper lovers, that's all I can really do.”


“Oh, I guess that makes sense.”


“It does. Now, it's about time you undress down to your diaper, I'll do the same, and then I'll change you into a proper diaper, one that fits comfortably, as well holds much better.”


“Can you undress me?” Jordan asked meekly, he wanted to feel something so tender as that, even though he was shy.


“Of course.”


Gabe got up from his desk and started to undress as he walked toward Jordan, and then, standing right in front of him, he removed his pants, exposing his soggy diaper for the boy to see, and enjoy. After a couple minutes of this, Gabe started undressing Jordan of all his worn out clothes, and as they fell to the ground, they instantly vanished from sight, Jordan hoping that they just turned to dust. Once Jordan was down to just his old faded and smelly diaper, Gabe snapped his fingers and a large change table, loaded with everything needed for a proper diaper change, appeared out of thin air.


“Wow, I hope that's something that I'll be able to do as well.” Jordan giggled.


“It will, though you'll have to exercise caution on how and where you do so.” Gabe smiled.


Gabe easily lifted Jordan up and laid him down on the change table, then proceeded to remove his diaper, exposing his nine or so centimeter erection. Jordan blushed, but made no move to cover it from the man who was gazing at it happily. This was the very first time Jordan had been naked in front of anyone since he was very young, and though embarrassing, he truly wanted this as well. He was right around average size for a boy of nine, he was soft and hairless, his little nuts were small and tender and tasty looking, he was uncircumcised, but his little purple head was just peeking out, and his little erection was pulsing.


“You have very nice little boy equipment. May I suck you?”


“Oh yes, I've dreamed of that for so long.”


“I know you have. Some of the dreams you've had were incredibly erotic for one so young. There's only two other boys here younger than you are, most here are ten to fourteen, but I must say, you've had some of the most erotic dreams of all here, at least before coming here, yet you've never had sex, nor have you ever truly masturbated. Humping your diaper hardly counts, though you did that a lot.” Gabe smiled brightly, then leaned down and inhaled all that Jordan had to offer, balls and all, and started giving the boy a blowjob that he would never forget.


“Oh, holy shit.” He squealed out in joy, grabbing Gabe's head and holding him as he was sucked perfectly.


Jordan had dreamed of this for so long, yet, even still, not even he had imagined that it would feel so good, so right. Gabe was licking his balls, his head, sucking it all, humming, and then he was also moving as well. He would pull all the way to the top, dropping Jordan's hot little balls, then go down and suck them back in, before tonguing them for a few seconds, all while humming, and he kept repeating. Jordan lasted not even a minute before he exploded in his most powerful orgasm to date.


Gabe did not stop though, he paused for a few seconds as Jordan was trying desperately to push him off, it was so good it was starting to hurt, but once Jordan sighed deeply, Gabe started once again. He sucked Jordan the exact same way, he loved doing this to boys, because he could fit them all in of course, but they all, universally, loved how he sucked them.


He kept on sucking Jordan for several more minutes, until he came again, then paused for just a few moments until Jordan sighed again, and then Gabe just kept right on going. Jordan ended up having four massive, earth shattering orgasms, back to back before he passed out. Never before had he felt or experienced something so amazingly good, and finally it just became too much. As Jordan was passed out, Gabe pressed the palm of his right hand to Jordan's forehead, and passed to him all the powers that he could give to him. He then proceeded to diaper Jordan up nice and thick.


These were diapers that Gabe himself had invented. They were reusable, just like the very best cloth diapers, but they were as nice fitting and comfortable to wear as the very best disposable diapers. They had a buttery smooth, ultra soft plastic outer covering with Velcro fasteners, only one on each side, they were almost double the thickness of the very best disposable baby diapers on the market, and held roughly three times as much as well, and they fit and felt just like the very best baby diapers on the market. They had been hundreds of years in the making, and every time Gabe thought of something new, he added it to the design. So far, this was the very best, and all the boys agreed wholeheartedly.


Once Jordan was nice and thickly diapered, Gabe grabbed a nice light blanket and draped it over the boy who would very likely sleep for the next few hours. Not only had Gabe worn him out sexually, but the powers that he had given to Jordan usually knocked them out for an hour or so. Gabe went back to his desk and continued doing what he was doing before he had met Jordan, and waited patiently for the beautiful young boy to wake up.


Speaking of beautiful, Jordan is very much so. Though his parents certainly never told him so, nor did anyone for that matter, he was a very beautiful boy. On the island, all the boys were good looking, they ranged from handsome to pretty, there were beautiful, and even a couple that were just cute in their own way, a little homely, but beautiful none the less. Jordan is very trim and petite, mostly from not getting a lot to eat, but he is also quite well muscled. Jordan would joke and say that it was from running from bullies so often, but the truth of the matter is that Jordan works out. No one, other than Gabe, knows this, but he does every morning before his waste of space parents woke up. He had known for a long time that the only way to survive was to be stronger than the others, faster than the others, so he worked hard to be so.


He has soft shoulder length shaggy blond hair that he cuts himself, and he does a very good job at it, he has a tiny little button nose and bright blue eyes, soft red lips that girls go for surgery to achieve, his eyebrows and lashes are thick and luxurious, once more, girls pay a lot to achieve what he has naturally, and his body is nearly perfection in every way. Had he been born in the time of the ancient Greeks, he would surely have been carved into ever lasting stone to surpass all others. Gabe, though, was thinking that he would have to have a few of the artistic boys carve statues of him anyway, there were a few now of others, but Jordan would surpass them as well.


If anything though, considering that Jordan is so small of stature, his young boyish equipment was probably close to being classified as large, though is nowhere near out of proportion either. It was a perfect fit for the boy, and Gabe had enjoyed sucking him a great deal.


Even Jordan's feet are cute, they are small and dainty looking, his toes are the perfect size, and his toe nails are clean and seemingly well manicured. He has beautiful shapely legs and arms, and his torso has the perfect shape to it as well. The V created from his taut belly to his pubis is accentuated perfectly, and he even has the cutest little outtie belly button. He has a tiny little six pack starting that adds even more perfectly to his young boy Adonis looks, and when all put together, it amazed Gabe that Jordan had not had boys and girls throwing themselves at his feet.


He knew, though, the reason why this had not happened. Jordan had been oppressed from the day he was born. His parents had not wanted him, and by the time that he did go to school, he was already miserable. He never looked at anyone, he always looked sullen, and his clothes had always been bargain basement, of the local thrift store, big bags of clothes that did nothing for him. No matter how good looking he looked, no one ever saw that, because his face had always been down, and his body always covered up. Even the most precious gem gets missed in the mud, and that had certainly been the case with Jordan.


It was close to four hours later that Jordan finally started coming to, and when he did, Gabe got up to greet the young man once he woke fully. When he finally did wake up, he opened his eyes and saw Gabe standing there, and he smiled.


“It wasn't just a really good dream, was it?”


“Yes, it was, a dream come true for you, at least I hope it was.”


“Oh yeah.”


“Good. How do you feel now?”


“So good.”


“Have you noticed anything different yet?”


“No, why?” Then he got a far away look on his face.


“Now you have. It'll take some time to get used to it all and be able to do everything that you're able to do, but you have all the time in the world.”


“I can't see your thoughts, you said I'd be able to. I think I can feel your feelings though.”


“No, it takes time, but that's one of the first things that pops up, the empathy comes right away for most, but everyone's different too. Don't force it though or you'll only hurt yourself. You slept almost four hours as your body recuperated from what I did to you, and the reason I sucked you so much and made you pass out, was so that I could do so once all your barriers were completely down. It just makes it easier, and no one's ever complained about it before.” He grinned.


“Wow, I certainly won't either.” He laughed.


“Good. I love your laugh, you have a cute laugh, and you're a very beautiful boy, a very beautiful baby boy in fact.”


“I...I'm not beautiful.”


“I know, no one's ever told you that before, but you never let anyone see it either, but you really truly are. I have a feeling that you're gonna be very popular around here.”


“Oh.”

Gabe just laughed, almost every boy he had rescued had been the same.


“But, I'm not a girl, or a baby, I can't be a beautiful baby boy.”


“No, you're right, but boys can be beautiful as well, in a different, and, more importantly, better way than any girl can be. No, technically you're not a baby either, you're much too old for that, and you're parents called you a baby in the worst possible way, but you both need and love diapers, so here that makes you a baby boy, and that's not a bad thing. And just so you know, there are others here who like to dress up as babies from time to time as well, though we rarely ever wear clothes around here.”


“Really!” He said, more shocked this time.


“Definitely. So, have you noticed your diaper yet? How do you like it?”


“I hadn't really paid too much attention to it, to tell you the truth, but now that you mention it, it's really thick and soft and comfortable, and even though I know I'm wet, it doesn't feel like it's full yet.”


“Most boys get about six to eight hours out of them before they have to change, I made them to be ultra absorbent.” He smiled and then had to tell Jordan all about how he had made them, how they worked and everything.


“That's awesome. We have to clean them as well then because they're cloth, just like I had to at home then.” He said.


“Yes and no, but here you'll find the chore of cleaning things is of minor concern. Once you learn how to do so, you can clean anything you want just by thinking about it.”


“Wow, now that's a feature I would've loved to have all my life.” He grinned.


“Considering how much you had to clean up for your parents, I'm certain of that. Now, about that burning thought you have floating around in your head, I won't ask you to do anything, you have to learn to ask for things as well. I asked you earlier if I could suck you, only because I had to to get you to drop your barriers, and I knew you really wanted it, but I never ask, at least 'til a boy's more used to things around here.”


“Oh, well, um, could I try sucking your dick?” He blushed.


“Absolutely. Would you like me standing, sitting, or laying?”


“Laying I think would be more comfortable for both of us.” He said.


Gabe hopped up onto the table that Jordan had been sitting on still and laid down and waited for Jordan to decide what to do. Well, having a hot diapered adult male spread out before him in a way that he had dreamed of for far too long made the decision both fast and easy, and he zeroed in on his target immediately.


Jordan pulled down the front of Gabe's very wet diaper to expose all that Gabe had to offer. Jordan's mouth went dry as he stared. He had always had access to the internet, his parents did at least have a computer, and he had always enjoyed looking at the gay diaper lovers, and definitely at them with their erections exposed while wearing said diapers, so this was not a new sight. It was, however, the first time seeing one in real life, and he was forgetting to breath. Gabe actually laughed to himself, but Jordan was not the first to do so.


Finally, without him really even realizing that he was doing it in the first place, Jordan's body started moving toward what it wanted, what it needed. It was his most primal urges pushing him now to do what he had always dreamed of doing, and, once more, without even thinking of it, Jordan opened his mouth and sucked in all that he was able to of Gabe's impressive erection.


Gabe was by no means huge, but he was large, especially to a nine year old virgin, but Jordan took far more than even he himself thought he could take, and shocked Gabe a great deal. Jordan had opened up as wide as he could and inhaled almost everything that Gabe had in one gulp. Only one centimeter, at most, was left, and Jordan even gobbled that up too within a few seconds. It was Gabe's turn to gasp in pleasure.


Jordan was only mildly upset though that he could not suck in Gabe's hot hairless balls at the same time, but he did stick his tongue out and tickled them as best he could through his overly stretched jaw.


Jordan started extracting slowly, sucking and humming and licking as he went, until he had only Gabe's engorged head left in his mouth, he tortured that for a few seconds, then started going back down.


Gabe was able to last several minutes, but even he was shocked at just how good Jordan was, and he had risen far faster than he had anticipated. A strangled cry from Gabe informed Jordan that the man was about to spew forth his load, so Jordan backed off until only the head of Gabe's dick was in his mouth, and he teased and tortured it for only a few more seconds with his tongue before Gabe exploded, feeding the boy his very first load of man cream.


Jordan had always wanted to taste cum, he had no idea why, had no idea why anyone would want to, but, even from the age of three, he knew he wanted to taste it. He had seen so many videos of men eating other mens cum now that he knew that it was not only acceptable, but downright sexy, and it only increased his desire. Now that he was tasting it for his first time, he was absolutely hooked and wanted some every hour, on the hour, if not more.


Gabe ejaculated a massive load, he had been waiting for two days for this moment, wanting to give Jordan his first taste of cum in a fantastic way, and boy did he. Jordan, though, had no intentions of stopping any time soon. His jaw was already aching, his throat was burning, his tongue was even sore, but still, he did not want to stop. As soon as Gabe sighed and stopped panting, Jordan started sucking once more. Gabe squealed out his joy at this, and Jordan worked even harder to make Gabe make the hot sexy sounds that he was making, because they turned him on even more.


Jordan had been laying on his front as he was sucking Gabe, and from the second he started sucking, he had been humping his soggy diaper, something that he had always enjoyed. He damn near came as Gabe did, but now he was nearing another earth shattering orgasm. He wanted them to both cum at the same time though, so he forced himself to stop, though it was hard to do, every pun intended of course. He was starting to feel Gabe's orgasm coming on again a few minutes later, and he worked harder still to make it the best even he had ever felt before, something that Gabe himself had thought was impossible, considering just how much he had had sex in the past, but Jordan was doing it.


As soon as he felt that Gabe could not last any longer, he proceeded to hump his diaper once more in earnest, so that they could both go at the same time. Only a few seconds later, they did. Gabe did not pass out, though he did start going soft, and even though Jordan did not let him fall from his mouth as he was savoring the mans hot creamy load, he did stop sucking. He knew that Gabe had had enough.


“My god Jordan, that was the best blowjob I've ever had, and I've had thousands now.”


“I did it right then?” He said in shock.


“Better than right. And here you've never even had sex before and you suck better than anyone I've ever met.”


“Wow, I'm glad you enjoyed.” He said while pulling up Gabe's diaper once more and tucking his dick back in properly.


“Oh yeah, I enjoyed that a great deal.”


“When will you fuck me, and when you do, will you cum and piss in me?”


“Maybe tonight, I'm definitely gonna need to recharge a bit here. As for will I cum and piss in you, absolutely, if you ask me to, I will.”


“Good, I definitely want you to. Does anyone else here like that?”


“Ninety percent like to be pissed in, and every last one of us loves to be filled with as much cum as we can, ass or mouth, makes no difference. It's a very rare thing here indeed for a hot sweet load of cum to go to waste.”


“Oh good, I wanna suck so much cum, I love it.”


“You'll get your fill here then, there's no doubt about that. Granted, only about half the twelve year olds can cum, most of the thirteen year olds can, and all the fourteens can for sure. We don't have many boys here older than that, but there are a few, and they of course can all cum.”


“Awesome. What all is there to do here then?”


“Almost anything you can think of.”


“Is there an amusement park here?”


“Yes.”


“Arcade?”


“Yes.”


“Barns and fields and pools and water slides and and and.”


“Yes, to all of it. Even if, by chance, we don't happen to have something, we will make it happen. This is a huge island, so everything you can possibly desire is here somewhere. Everyone who lives here believes it to be a paradise, and I work hard to keep it like that.”


“Then why would anyone want to leave here, other than to go visit other places? You said a few had left in the past.”


“A few, yes, but not many. Sometimes people change, and sometimes what we hold to be ideal here eventually wears thin on them, so they decide to leave. It actually hasn't happened in a few hundred years, to tell you the truth, because I stopped taking boys who were not completely gay. Of the few who did leave, most of them left to go start their own family.”


“Oh, I see.”


“Now, is there anything in particular you wanna go do right now?”


“I'd love to go meet some of the others.”


“There's a few boys in the gymnasium within the main house here, you can probably feel them. Why don't you try and feel your way to them. Find the closest emotions, other than mine, and just follow that trail. You need to learn anyway.”


“Hmm, okay, I think I see what you mean, it feels like there's six boys only a hundred or so meters from here.”


“Almost exactly. Go ahead and find them. Feel free to look around as you go, the main house here is huge and beautiful, and it's always worth checking out. The boys already know you're coming, but they'll wait for you.”


“Okay.”