Thirteen Year Old Porn Star

*****Obviously this story never happened, oh but if only it could, so many would be far happier because of it. I have to warn all though, this story involves sexual relations between boys and boys and boys and men, it is heavily diaper related as well. As always, I would love to hear from you, tell me if you liked the story, if I need to do anything to improve my writing skills, whatever, I would just love to hear form you. I still write for myself and share it with others, but that doesn't mean that I don't enjoy hearing from those that read my stories as well. You may contact me at erich5748@yahoo.com, and if you wish to join my group and read my other stories, please feel free to do so as well. You will find my site at **http://groups.yahoo.com/group/gayboydiaperstories/**. Hope to see you there. Thanks as well for reading, and I hope that you enjoy.***********

I suppose it shouldn't come as too much of a surprise that I'm a hot boy slut at only the tender age of thirteen. With a name like Ben Dover, how could I not, it was fated, and I like fate. Granted, it could even have something to do with the fact that my parents are two of the worlds top selling porn stars. My mom does only straight porn, she never saw the point in lesbian sex, and didn't care for it, even though she had had to do her fair share when she first started, and she likes them big and meaty, just like me. But then there is my dad, he'll do anything and or anyone, and I do mean anything or anyone. He's usually the star in the gay porns, but he has no problem going to a straight one as well, he is completely and totally bisexual, and perpetually horny, once again, just like me.

I had known from the time that I was six what exactly it was that my parents did for a living, and instead of being ashamed of this fact, I flaunted it. In grade two, when asked what my parents did for a living, I scandalized the entire school by proudly saying they were porn stars and enjoyed fucking in front of the camera, and did not care with who or what. Yeah, that was an interesting conversation when my parents had to come in and explain that one to the school principal, but in reality, as I found out later, he had already known that, he was a huge fan of my dads, and later ended up co-staring in a movie with him. He actually quit teaching, and tripled his annual salary. Kids tried teasing me for it, but like how could they tease for something that I was so proud of, they were hugely famous all over the world, and had more money than some countries had.

Granted, trying to explain to the school board how it was that a seven year old kid knew anything at all about sex, or that my parents were porn stars, was a bit tricky. I ended up telling the truth, and that was simple. I was a snoop, plain and simple. Well, that and the fact that my parents have a movie studio in the basement of our house, where many of their films were made. I had found out about the movies, because I snuck down and watched the filming of one of the rare ones my mom and dad did together, but there were also six other guys there too, it was pretty hot. After I found out what they did, I searched long and hard, and I'll tell you, I was hard, I found their collection of movies that they had made. There were nearly a hundred of them in total, and the only ones I watched were of my dad. My parents caught me watching them after I had made it through ten of them, but instead of getting mad, they congratulated me on jacking my dick off so expertly while watching the movie. What they had missed though, was the fact that only about a minute before, I had had almost my entire hand up my own asshole, but had removed it after I had cum, for the tenth time or so, I can't quite remember.

So anyway, as I mentioned, the kids at school tried to tease me, but like I also said I was proud of it. When I was twelve, one boy called out, hey Ben, bend over, well, I did, but I think I shocked him, because as I did so, I pulled down my pants, and exposed my underwear to him, which was a soggy white diaper. I poked a hole in the seat, and called out, I'm lubed and ready to go, go ahead, right here in the hall, let's see if you're any better than your little brother was last night.

Boy did I get in shit for that, at least that's what everyone was led to believe, because the principal of my middle school was so fucking horny, I ended up sitting on his dick and riding him through four back to back orgasms. He did have to suspend me, but he only gave me three days, and I have for some reason been called to the principals office at least two times a week since, and it is never for any school related issues, if you catch my drift. The school principal was not my first adult, nor was he my only one, but then again, when I asked the boy in the hall if he was any better than his little brother, I meant it, because boy was he good, a three or four night a week fling with a cute ten year old, great fun. I ended up having his older brother too, I guess I just made him too horny, and he just had to try me, but I did not give him much choice once he stuttered when I went to his door.

While all this is fun, it still doesn't bring us to the present, which I'll come to soon. Many may be asking now, why do I wear diapers, well, for fun mostly. I used to wet the bed, honestly I did, but technically speaking, I stopped at about the age of eight. At least that's when I started waking up dry in the morning, but I was never dry when I crawled out of bed. For more than a year I did this, woke up dry, peed my diaper, and then went down to breakfast in just my soggy diaper. It never bothered me, nor does it now, to walk around the house in just a diaper, dry or wet, but then again, we all walk around naked as well, and my dad or I are hard at times as well, so no big deal if you ask me.

At about the age of nine, I started wearing the diapers a little more often, at first just getting ready for bed earlier and earlier, until it was just get ready for bed as soon as dinner was done. Then I started wearing them whenever my parents were not at home, which was frequent enough. But then, my mom asked me why I was going through so many diapers all of a sudden, so I just told her because I loved wearing them. She said okay, and then when my dad came home, he said he was happy for me for finally admitting it to them. Of course, what does any diaper lover do in such a situation, but ask if he can wear them all the time. They said of course, and bought me anything and everything that I wanted. I wanted thinner daytime diapers, nice thick night time diapers, and everything in between, just because.

Amazingly enough, until the day I whipped my pants down at school though, no one had ever realized I wore diapers, but after that, they sure did. Probably not so surprising, but I made a few more friends after that episode, and ended up sharing a great deal of my diapers. I had a friend over every night of the week, and as soon as we entered the house, we would diaper up, kick back and relax and have a snack, and then it was usually straight up to my room for some incredible sex. Never once though did a girl ever enter my house, other than if they were there for my mom or dad, I hated girls, they disgusted me, at least in a sexual way. I had a few really good friends that were girls, but they would never be more than that. So, as you can see by now, I was a slut, plain and simple. I liked anything and everything about gay sex, it did not matter with who, it did not matter when, it did not matter how old, it did not even matter where. The only thing that mattered, was that I was getting it, and a lot. My dad started calling me a right little slut at the age of ten, and I only got more so.

At the age of twelve, I also starting getting the itch to fuck on film as it were, and asked my parents to film me. They absolutely flat out refused to do this in any way shape or form, and expressly forbade me to do so on my own. I knew better than to go against a direct order, for they were too good to me, but would take away everything for however long they deemed necessary should I do something against their wishes, they had done so before, and I never wanted that again. I of course asked why, and they told me it was so huge against the law, that they would lose everything they had, including me. So, what was I to do, but to change the laws. To do this would not be to go against my parents wishes, because if it were legal, then they would not get in any trouble at all, so I found the most gay lawyer in the entire city, one who would be happy to take on a case that we both knew would more than likely fail, and was only too happy to take payment in the form of my hot diapered ass.

It took a year to get all the preliminaries out of the way, and to even get to court, we had been denied so many times it was almost becoming hopeless, but finally we got our court date. Mom and dad were of course there, not only to witness the events, but they both knew that they would be called up at some point in time to give their views. I was dressed up to the nines in a brand new suit, that was impeccably tailored to fit me and one of my extra thick night time diapers, and while you could see I was diapered, it only made me look more hot, at least in my opinion, well, and my lawyers, and every other guy that saw me that had any gay inclinations.

I guess now is as good a time as any to give a brief description of myself and my parents, just so that you know what we all look like. My mom is of Swedish decent, and has their long legs and long blond hair. She has bright green eyes, and has been ranked most beautiful female porn star for the past ten years. My dad is of Norwegian decent, so has a good strong build, also very blond hair, his eyes are steel grey in color, and he too has ranked for the past ten years as the most beautiful male porn star. Well, with such good looks from both parents, how could I go wrong. I am pretty tall and slender for my age, I have really nice long blond hair, I had been mistaken for a girl more than a few times, and I have really blue eyes. I had known without a doubt at the age of eight that I was gay, and of course told my parents this, and they were more than okay with that, and said they were happy for me.

We had just entered the courtroom, and everyone was just getting seated, when the judge who was going over the case entered and we were all asked to rise, so we did, and then he sat, so so did we. The first half an hour was pretty boring and pointless, the DA was going over a whole shit load of clinical data saying that what I wanted was wrong, and that as a kid I could not possibly want or even know what I was asking for. Even though I had a lawyer, he was only there for advice, I was going to do all the actual work, and he just got to enjoy my ass, not that I did not enjoy him fucking me, sometimes for hours at a time, because trust me, I did.

“Okay, thanks for that entire line of bull shit that you'd have everyone believe, just because you're a boring, uptight straight guy. Come on, do you honestly believe that kids don't enjoy sex, that we don't know what it is, or that we don't want and need it just as much as adults do?” I stood up and asked the DA.

“I object your honor.” He called out in disgusted protest, he had no idea I would be speaking for myself.

“Young man, you have a lawyer to do all your speaking for you, so I must ask that you please be seated.”

“Actually Sir, he's only here for advice, since I don't know all the ins and outs of the law, even though I've been taking advance law since I was in grade five, it intrigues me. So, with that being said, I'll be the one to do all the talking, and only when and if I need to take the stand, will William actually do any actual speaking, unless I ask him a question.”

“I understand, however, your views of the DA are to be kept strictly to yourself, I will not have you bash anyone in this court room.” The judge said threateningly.

“Then I must also object to what he said then your honor, because what he said about kids not enjoying sexual relations was more of an insult to me and other kids like me than what I said to him.”

“Duly noted, Mr. Harris, you will not make any further comments about the enjoyment of sexual relations and children.”

“Thank you your honor. I would now like to call my first witness?”

“Go ahead.”

“Thank you your honor. I would call Doctor Danial Deans to the stand.”

“Doctor Deans, would you please take the stand?” The judge asked.

“Thank you for coming today Doctor, I understand your time is valuable to you, however, you thought that you would be a key witness only to the DA, but I have no problems using your expert opinion on more than a few aspects of your research, for I have read your book. My first question to you, is do you honestly believe that children cannot enjoy sex?”

“I don't think I'd say that.” The doctor fumbled.

“Then, chapter three, page forty five, where you expressly explained that no child under the age of at least fourteen could possibly enter into a sexual relationship, since they did not have the knowledge to do so, so therefore would not be able to do it. Is what you wrote in your book true, or is what you're saying now true Doctor?”

“I object, badgering the witness.” The DA called out, all of a sudden seeing his star witness being turned rapidly against him, hence the reason I wanted to get to him first.

“I'm sorry, I don't see any badgering of the witness, you may continue.” The judge said.

“Thanks your honor. Now, please answer the question Doctor?” I asked.

“Well, it's not as simple as all that.”

“You sure made it sound as simple as all that in your book, a book called 'Children and sex, the myth that they can enjoy it.' So, once again, I ask you, and this is a yes or no question, when were you correct, now or then?”

“Then.”

“So you lied now. Isn't there something that can be done about lying in court your honor?” I asked, grinning to the judge.

“As a matter of fact, there is. Doctor, please remember to keep your answers truthful in the future, or you'll find yourself in contempt of court, and I will fine you and make you serve time.”

“I understand.” The doctor said softly.

“Thank you. Now, Doctor, how did you base your thesis for this book, on what grounds could you possibly say that no child could possibly enjoy sexual relations? I also want to know, do you believe this to only be with adults, or is this with other children as well?”

“Objection your honor, he's trying to bait the witness.”

“As far as I'm concerned, it's a perfectly valid question. He's your expert witness all about children and sex, and finding out where and how he came to his conclusions is perfectly legitimate.” The judge had to admit, but the DA was showing more defeat, hence the reason I wanted the doctor first. I always learned, use your enemies best weapons against them first, and you will surely win every time, and I was going to do so, hopefully without one more witness.

“Thank you your honor, I appreciate it. Now, Doctor, please answer my question, fully and honestly?” I asked sweetly.

“I based this information on patients that I have seen over the past twelve years as a sexual abuse therapist. I do not believe that children can or would enjoy sex with anyone until at least the age of fourteen, but most not until sixteen.”

“Hmm, so, how do so many younger girls get pregnant?”

“Calls for speculation.” The DA called out immediately.

“I'm afraid he has a point, strike the question.” The judge said.

“Oh, no worries your honor, it was merely me thinking out loud anyway, it wasn't actually a question, just trying to figure out what's filling his head, because I'm not sure what it is.” I laughed, but I had achieved exactly what I wanted, the judge did wag a finger at me.

“Be careful.”

“No insult intended. Now, Doctor, so you've based the entire position on your book on children who were sexually abused, is that correct?”

“Yes.”

“Okay, so you based the fact that children can't enjoy sex on children that were horribly abused by people that should have known better, against their will, taking away a beautiful thing, and making it horrible?”

“Well, when you put it like that.”

“It was a yes or no question.” I snapped.

“Yes.”

“Thanks, that's what I thought. And Doctor, would you please tell this court, were you yourself abused as a child?”

“Objection, this has no basis on today['s hearing.” The DA called out.

“Actually your honor, I believe it does, because knowing how the doctor thinks, and why he does, will go a long way in telling us why the doctor would write such a book.” I called out before the judge could say anything.

“I understand where you're coming from, however, the doctors past is not in question here, so I'll have to ask you to refrain from asking that question.”

“That's okay your honor, because I already know the answer. The answer is in public record, he put right in his thesis from medical school how monsters like the person who repeatedly raped him should be locked away in prison for life. So, you see, he was raped and abused as a child, so because his love of sex was taken from him at such a young age, he doesn't feel that any child could ever want such a thing.”

“Objection your honor.”

“You have no basis to object, if it's in his public files, then he has every right to use that information, and you know it. Obviously, you should have done as much research as Ben has done, of which he's obviously done a great deal.”

“Thanks your honor, I did. As soon as I found out that the DA was calling Doctor Deans, I read all the information I could find and memorized his book.” I grinned.

“It shows. Please continue.” He grinned right back.

“Thanks. Now doctor, I see here that you're also not married, no children, no girl or boyfriend, and nothing in your files even hints that you've ever been in a long term relationship. You were brutally raped and abused as a child, and from your thesis, it seems as if it started at a very young age. You were not old enough then to know what was happening, only that you didn't like it. You took all this and built it up into a rage, and in that rage, you said that no child could ever enjoy sex, but we can, and I have, for more than a few years. Not all sex is abuse, but then, not all abuse is sex either. You yourself needs to see a therapist, before you start making others believe this trash that you wrote. I won't even call it fiction. Now, please step down from the bench, because after all this, I doubt the DA will want to ask you any further questions.” I said softly, and he was broken and crying.

“Do you have any further questions?” The judge asked the DA, and as I had surmised, he did not. “Would you like to call another witness?” He did not. “Then you may call your next witness.” He said to me.

“Actually your honor, if it would be okay with you, I would like to take a quick poll of the entire room, just out of curiosity sake.”

“This is highly irregular, but I'll allow it.” He answered cautiously, wondering what I was up to.

“Thanks, I'll try and keep this short and sweet. Now, everyone in this room, you are in a court of law, so as such, that means you must tell the truth. All I ask is that you raise your hands when asked, you are requested to not answer in any other way. First, who here had sex well before they were sixteen?” I asked, and ninety percent of the room raised their hands, including the judge.

“Great, that appeared to be about ninety percent. Okay, next question, who here had sex before they were thirteen?” And fewer people raised their hands.

“Hmm, appears to be about sixty percent this time. Okay, next question, who here enjoyed that experience?” Every one of the ones who had raised their hands rose them again.

“Excellent. Now, the final question, how many of you had sex with an older partner, let's say about five or so years and older?” I asked, and was surprised at the amount of people that raised their hands, because there were five of them. I memorized their faces, and then went through the list of people in the room, and put them on my list of people to call up should I need extra ammunition.

“Great, thanks so much. You may take the next stab at this.” I bowed to the DA, who looked already fairly disturbed.

“I call your own mother, would Deanna Dover please take the stand?”

“Ooh, bad idea.” I grinned.

She headed up to the stand and sat down. “Thanks. Now, tell me, what kind of abuse could you and your husband possibly have put your son through for him to want to be fully emancipated, and so that he can enjoy full sexual relations with anyone he so desires?” He looked to me, fully expecting me to object.

“Oh, you expected me to object to that? I grinned. “Go ahead mom, answer the question.” I smiled brightly.

“Okay, but remember, this is against my better judgment.” She said, shaking her head.

“What do you mean, against your better judgment?” The DA asked, finally thinking he had something to run with.

“Do you honestly think I wanted my son to grow up to be a porn star. Like bloody hell. I wanted him to grow up to be a doctor, or something useful. He's brilliant, just listen to him up here, he's out doing you out here, and he's only thirteen. You've been practicing law longer than he's been alive, and he's doing far better than you have. Trust me, he could be so much more than a porn star. Sure, my husband and I have done excessively well in our business, we're the absolute best at what we do, and we're proud of that. So is Ben, so much so, that he wants to do what we do, he wants to follow in the family business. Most parents want their children to take over the family business, but not us.”

“I take serious offense to that.”

“Whatever, I don't really care to tell you quite honestly. I don't even like lawyers, sorry, so you'll have to put up with it or stop asking me questions. Now, in answer to your first question, what kind of abuse could we have possibly put our son through. Ha, are you kidding, that boy has been treated like a king. He's never received a spanking in his entire life, granted, he's been a pretty good kid over all, and other than a few groundings, never really in serious trouble. When we say no, he accepts that. He tries to argue the point sometimes, as all kids do, and sometimes we give a little and he gives a little, and we come to a compromise, but when we say no completely, then he's okay with that, and does what we ask. A year ago, he asked if he could make movies as well, we said no, he tried to compromise with us, we said no, he asked why, we said it was really illegal and we would lose everything, so here he is, trying to change the law, because he can't change our minds. Now, if you even think that we in any way sexually abused that boy, if you ever even utter such a vile comment, you'll be Bubba's bitch faster than you can blink, because I will slap you with slander so hard, you will never recover.” Mom said, the last part so threateningly that I think the DA needed one of my diapers, because I think he may have peed himself.

“Um, okay. By all accounts, your son has known for some time what you and your husband do for a living. I have a report here that says in grade two he told his class that you were porn stars, and that you had to go for a meeting to the school. Is this true?”

“Sure it is, it's in Ben's publicly available school records, and it's not false.” Mom said simply.

“How could you let this happen?” He asked in disgust.

“Sir, do you have children?”

“I don't have to answer that.”

“Answer it or I leave this stand, and no matter what you charge me with, I'll gladly take it.” She growled.

“Please be nice to the DA.” The judge warned.

“Oh trust me, I was. Believe me, I have some very high contacts, and he wouldn't like what my friends would do to him, perfectly legally by the way, I can destroy him without even touching him. If he doesn't play this game my way, he won't be playing at all.” She growled, and the judge knew better than to challenge her, because he knew some of those friends as well.

“Then, I instruct you to answer the question.”

“Judge, you can't!”

“I did, now answer.”

“Fine, I have none.”

“Thought so, but then, your files say you don't anyway, so why you'd even bother saying anything other than that is beyond me. Anyway, the point I was trying to make, but since you have no kids, won't understand in the least, is that kids snoop. If they suspect their parents are hiding anything, and I do mean anything from them, then they're gonna snoop. We're not sure how it started, or when, but apparently, because we have a film studio at home, he started watching us make movies. And then one day we caught him jacking off to a few of his dads gay movies. We sat him down and had the talk with him of course, telling him everything that he would need to know, and considering all that he had seen in the six movies that he had watched, he pretty much needed to know it all. Of course, in a house where nudity is normal, and we never hold anything back, not to mention we're porn stars, we had no problem doing so.”

“So you're telling me that you left gay porn movies lying around for your six year old to find?” He asked in disgust.

“Are you dense, I said he snooped. Care to know where we keep our movies?”

“Do not insult me.”

“That wasn't even an insult yet, keep pushing me, and then you'll know insults. Now, because you're not gonna ask, I'm gonna tell you. We keep all our movies, as well as all our sex toys locked in what we had thought was a secure room. How he even got the key to get in there we still have no idea, we never bothered to ask. It's a little too late to eat the egg after the chicken's already hatched, so we never pushed the issue.”

“I actually stole it right off of dads belt one day, because having a locked room was just too much for me, not when I knew what was in every other room.” I grinned.

“Yeah, that's what we thought you must have done.” Mom grinned as well.

“You have sex toys in there as well, and he had access to them?”

“Yeah, after that we didn't bother to lock the door any more, and we often had to go searching his room for our toys to do a movie. As he got older, the toys he took got bigger, and he can take the biggest ones we have now.” Mom said proudly.

“My god woman, have you any idea what you're saying?” He nearly screamed.

“Of course I do you twit. My son's gay, we've known since he was five that he was, but he admitted it to us when he was about eight I think. He started using the toys almost right away, but during our sex talk, we instructed him on how to use those toys correctly, because we didn't want him to hurt himself. I hate to tell you this, but just because you're an uptight man who's never had sex, doesn't mean that everyone else has never enjoyed it before. For the past three or four years, I'd swear Ben was the most popular boy in school, a different friend over every night, sometimes three or four, and we rarely ever see them, but we sure do hear them.”

“You're telling me that you allowed your nine or ten year old son to have sex?” He screamed out now, totally aghast at the idea.

“Have you ever tried to stop someone from having sex? Trust me, we could have said stop, but there's just some things parents know they can't stop their kids from doing. Instead, we told him to do it at home where he would be safe and secure, as well as comfortable. We've always provided him with everything he needed to stay safe, including condoms, and comfortable, like lots of lube. He knows everything there is to know about gay sex I'm sure, and he now keeps copies of all his dads gay movies in his bedroom, just in case you wanted to know. My question to you though is, how many of his movies do you own?” Mom grinned.

“I would never!” He gasped.

“Yeah, probably. You need to go out and get some sex, and soon, before you explode. Now, unless you have anything further to ask, I think I've had enough.”

“You'll leave when I say it's time.”

“Actually no, remember earlier when I said play my game my way, or else, this is or else. I'm done, so so are you, right?” Mom asked softly, menacingly.

“Yes, you may step down, he wilted.”

“Your turn Ben.” The judge said in stunned awe.

“Thanks. I think I'll call my dad up next, since the DA will undoubtedly want to have a go at him. Trust me, you should have called my dad up first, he's much safer than my mom is, she can be downright scary at times. I think you'll agree.”

“Why thank you baby.” Mom grinned.

“You're welcome.” I grinned back. “So, dad, when did you start having sex?” I asked, of course I already knew the answer.

“I was eight, he was sixteen. He came to babysit me one night, and I managed to coerce him into filling my hot tight little bum with his nice big dick. God, I still love it when he fucks me long and deep. He is after all the second highest paid porn star now.”

“And you were never forced, and you enjoyed it?”

“Of course I did, and no, he never forced me at all. It was actually more me than anything, I pulled down my pants and stuck my dick in his mouth and asked him to suck me, and he did. The rest just sort of flowed from there, and he did an awful lot of flowing that night I tell you.”

“A little easy on the details dad, don't want to embarrass the DA too much.”

“What about the kids in the courtroom?” The DA said in anger.

“Ha, now there's a laugh. Had you done any sort of checking into who I had requested to come today, you'd already know they were all friends of mine. How close they are, I'll let you be the judge of after I call each and every one of them up to the stand.” I laughed.

“You can't call kids up to the stand.”

“If I have signed permission forms that have been notarized by two lawyers, you bet your ass I can. Actually, I'd love to bet your ass, as in I get first stab at it if I'm correct. I guarantee you, an hour with me, and you'll never be the same again.” I grinned.

“No kidding.” A few of the boys said.

“He's correct, and I have all them here.” The judge said.

“Thanks. Now dad, tell me, at any time after your first time, did you ever not enjoy sex?”

“As a matter of fact, yes. I was thirteen at the time, horny to beat all hell, and I propositioned a guy I met. I didn't want money or anything, I just wanted sex. He took me to his apartment and fucked me way too rough, he was quite large, a lot larger than I was used to. I cried, pleaded, asked that he take it easy, but he ignored me. He raped me. I had to go to the hospital, and they caught the guy and I even testified that while I had asked him for sex, that when begged repeatedly for him to slow down and let me relax so that I could take him, he just hit me and told me to take it like the slut I was. Well, I was a slut, but that doesn't mean that you just rape a boy, even if he did want and need it. It took a couple weeks for me to heal up, but as soon as I did, I went out and had myself a grand re-opening orgy.” Dad grinned.

“So, even having such a bad experience didn't cause you to hate sex?”

“Of course not. Does falling off a horse make you hate horses, does getting in a car accident mean you'll never drive another car. So I had one bad experience, but I've had a few thousand great experiences, and almost a hundred of them before that one time by the way.”

“So, you heard what Doctor Deans said about children not being able to enjoy sex, what do you have to say to that.”

“Complete and utter bullshit, written by a poor man who had the love beat totally out of him and will probably never be able to love again. For that, I am truly sorry for him, and his rubbish of a book should be removed from the shelves, never to taint the literature world again.”

“Yeah, pretty much what me and every kid in this room believes.” I nodded. “You're excused, unless the DA would like to ask anything further.”

“I have no further questions.”

“Would you care to call any further witnesses up for the case against Ben being totally emancipated?” The judge asked, betting that he did not. Ben had already shattered everything he had had.

“No your honor.”

“Then, I will leave you all for a while to deliberate on this.”

“Before you do your honor, I would like to make one last statement if I may.”

“Please go ahead.”

“Thanks. We all know that not all kids are capable of making the choice to have sex, especially with adults. But there are a great many that are. In my way of thinking, anyone who so desires, should be allowed to make the choice on their own. Even if you only grant me partial emancipation, whereby I would have to stay living with my parents, of which I will be anyway, and they have to approve of almost anything I do still, that would be okay with me. I still need my parents for their loving guidance in my life anyway, so I'd still go to them for most everything. However, with that being said, with or without your permission, I will be having sex, it will be with other kids and with adults as well, I'll probably break my parents rules and record it anyway, and possibly get into more trouble by doing so, but I want to do it. Also, don't think of this as just for me. There are so many boy lovers out there who would love to legally be able to see a boy like me having sex with another lucky man, and or other boys. Eventually I'd like to see it where the law says that boys like me can do something like this, as long as they have their parents permission to do so. However, there has to be fail safes built in as well, to protect the children that don't know what they're getting into. Because we all know there are parents out there that would say yes, even if their children say no, and probably make a mint off it. That would still be rape, and it would still be abuse, but there has to be a way to allow those of us that want to, to allow us to do it. Maybe it has to be a case by case basis, where each child has to go see a judge, maybe there's an easier way, to allow a local police panel or other such panel to make the judgment, based on what the child says, but there has to be a way. I'm fully willing to be the test subject, and am willing to put together a way of doing it so that everyone can do it if they so desire, just please, don't say no to me, because I'll only keep on going until someone says yes.”

“Thanks Ben, unless there's anything further to add, I'll take my leave now. Please take a half an hour break, and I'll have my decision at that time.” The judge said, and then stood and left.

“You did amazing in there baby. As much as I don't want you to go into law, maybe you should, you're really quite good at it.” My mom said after giving me a hug.

“Thanks mom, but I'd never shame you guys by becoming a lawyer.” I grinned, the DA was just passing, and he frowned, but mom and dad laughed.

“No, you probably wouldn't.” Dad said.

“So, how do you think it went in there, do you think he's gonna say yes?” I asked curiously.

“Hard to say really, but you made some really good points, and totally deflating the supposed expert witness sure couldn't hurt. I say it's fifty fifty.” Dad answered.

“Yeah, that was good, wasn't it. Well, the stupid DA should have done more research like I did.” I laughed.

“I think you both missed something as the judge stood to leave, he was as hard as nails underneath his robe, I think he's gay, and I'm willing to bet he'd love to be your first movie co star. If I had to guess, I'd say he says yes.” Mom said and my lawyer nodded.

“Hmm, somehow I did miss that. Normally I can spot a hardon at at least a hundred paces.” I chuckled, and mom, dad and my lawyer joined in, knowing it to be true.

We waited for the half an hour we were given, all going to the cafe on the street and had a snack. We talked as we ate and drank, wondering just what the judge was going to say. As soon as it was time to head back, we did, and then the process started all over again, until we were all seated.

“Thanks for letting me take the time needed to weigh this case. It is a most difficult thing to judge, because for years we have been told that children cannot and should not ever enter into a sexual relationship with an adult. Yet I can tell very clearly, that not only have you done so already, but will continue to do so in the future. We all know it happens, but is it right for us to actually condone such actions. That's the part I'm having the most trouble with. Yet to say no outright will only have you going above my head, and I have no doubt that you'd just keep going and going until you either hit the top, or finally got the answer that you're looking for. I do have concerns about other children though, you've started a ball rolling that can't be stopped, I've seen some of the interviews that you've done, and I know that you're not alone. But what about the innocent naïve children, can you really protect them. Probably better than what the rest of the world has been able to do so far. I will allow you to set this in motion, but I am also going to task you, and you alone with achieving your goals of fixing the system so that no child is harmed, be it by judges, police or social workers, or any other panel of people that you so decide, I will not allow innocent children to be harmed by this. Maybe this will open up more kids' eyes, but only when they are ready should they ever do more than just with a peer. I am going to grant you emancipation, but there are stipulations. First and foremost is that you have a year to set up some sort of system and get a working model of it, second, you must stay living at home until you are at least sixteen, and last, but not least, your parents have to approve any and all movies that you make, and I would request that even if it is not them to do so, that they have some sort of observer there to make sure that you are not being abused at any time.”

“Thank you your honor, you have no idea what this means to me.”

“Somehow I think I do.”

“Yes, you possibly do. I can agree to all the terms anyway, and if you think my mom's gonna let me film a porno without her being present, you're outta your mind. She's so protective of me it's not even funny, so don't worry.”

“Damn right.” Mom said.

“Somehow I thought so.” The judge chuckled.

“Well thank you again, and I assume that I have to keep you in the loop on everything from here on out, correct?”

“Yes, that is very correct.”

“Good, then here's my proposal for what I think we need to do. It's almost a thousand pages, but if it's followed, then we should help to protect the children who do not want to be or cannot be a part of this. As well, I'm hoping that by allowing what I want, that we will also help to eliminate child rapes and abuses, because then men and women that would want to have sex with a child, may now in fact be able to find a child that is willing. I have put no age limits in place, because I know for a fact that there are many eight year old's that are more ready for sex than some adults I've met, especially today. This needs to be on a strictly case by case basis, every child weighed to make sure that it is what they truly want, and not someone else. We'll do all that we can to protect everyone, and maybe even save many people in the process.” I said softly, and handed the bailiff the large manuscript of my plans.

“Why did I have a suspicion that you already had everything ready to go?”

“You started to suspect it after I shattered a supposed expert sex therapists beliefs that I was a little smarter than average. Well, I'm a lot smarter than average, and I planned out exactly how this day was to go, so I had everything ready. Had you have said no, then I would have went right to the next judge, and like you said, kept going until I got the answer I wanted. Oh, and by the way, I have a national press conference to attend as soon as I finish here, because more than a few people now want to know what's happening. As soon as you read and approve the main proposal, it will be put in place. If you read fast, then I can have it set up and running by the end of the month. Oh, and my first porno is scheduled for the first of next month, I was hoping that you wouldn't make me push it back, because I want to get my first porn done before I get pubes.” I grinned.

“You're more than just a lot smarter than average I'd hedge my bets. I'll start reading your proposal tonight and sign off on it as soon as I'm done, unless there's anything in there that I wish to have changed, then I will inform you at that time. Unless there's anything else, I think we should all be getting on with our day. Have a good day, court dismissed.” He said and we all cheered.

From the court house we went straight to the location where the press conference was being held, and it was an hour long question and answer period. There were many people there that had heard of the movement that I was attempting to start, so I was asked a whole host of questions. Some of them were really good questions, but there were many there where I ended up politely asking the person to remove their heads from their assholes and grow up. I had to explain a little of what my proposal was, but refused to go into complete detail, informing everyone that as soon as the details were ironed out, that I would hold another press conference at that time, and everyone would be given a copy of the proposal, so that they could ask any questions at that time. Even mom and dad had to answer a number of questions, but they answered them honestly and fairly, even going so far as telling the reporters that they really didn't want me to go into the porn business, but it was my decision to make, especially now that I was technically considered an adult.

“Well, now that was an interesting day. How do you feel baby?” Mom asked me.

“Great. So, I'd like my first porn to be made at home, and I want to start interviewing men to shoot with me. I suppose that you guys will want to be part of the interview process?”

“Damn right.” Mom said before dad could even breath.

“Thought so. Well, I guess the next month is gonna be pretty busy for me. I'm just glad it's summer vacation so that I have the time to do everything.”

“Yeah, but we'll help out where needed, don't worry. You won't have to do it alone.” Dad offered.

“Thanks dad, I appreciate it. I can also count on a lot of boy lovers for their help and support, I've had so many letters since I started that it's not even funny. Then again, the letters from all the kids who want what I want are almost overwhelming.”

“No kidding. In the past three months you've received nearly three thousand letters and emails, that's a lot, more than we get, that's for sure.” Mom laughed.

“Yeah, but you guys aren't trying to change the world.” I said smartly.

“And for the better as well. It's really true, if the people that loved children in a sexual way had access to the children that they desired, there wouldn't be near as many rapes and abuses. Sure, it can still happen, I mean it happens to adults, and they're legal, so it can still happen to kids.”

“And that's why I've done what I did, to help protect everyone, yet still give everyone what they desire. Well, I don't know about you guys, but I'm hungry, and I think this calls for a celebration. Let's go eat, I already made reservations, so we're all set.” I smiled, and told dad where to head.

We had an enjoyable meal together, talking happily about the outcome of the court case. After that, we headed home, and a I invited a few friends over for a real celebration party. We did not get to bed until well after one am, we were all tired, bruised, friction burned, burning, and the two that could cum, had stopped wet cumming less than half way through the night. It was a really good night, even if I do say so myself.

I was right though, the next month was a whirlwind of activity for me, I was busy almost all day every day, but it was worth every second of it. The judge came back with my proposal after only three days, saying that it was perfect and that he wanted to change nothing. I started the ball rolling on that, sending a copy to every reporter and news station in the country was only the start. A second press conference was called only two days later, and I had to explain in detail what the proposal meant and how it was going to work. The funny thing was, that at the press conference, there were almost as many children there as there were adults, and they asked many really good questions as well. By the end of that day, I already had a few dozen kids asking when they could be interviewed, so that they could legally have sex.

As soon as everything was ready, I got started on having a panel of people set up that could do the interviews of the kids, and they were ready, and it was not even the end of the month. They started interviewing kids of all ages only a few days later. They turned down a few, just because it did not feel right for one reason or another, and asked that they come back in six months time if they still desired to. The rest were allowed right away, and walked away with the papers saying so. I was very happy, because every one of my really close friends was interviewed and allowed, and a few of them would be included in my first movie as well. More than a few parents were shocked when their sons or daughters came up to them and asked to be allowed, but few said no outright, and fewer still refused to allow it to happen, so that was really good.

As for me and the interviews I was having for the movie I was to shoot, it was going really well. I started by telephone interviews with everyone that had sent me letters, telling me how much they appreciated what I was doing, especially for them, and they went well. I did more than a hundred and fifty interviews by phone, and weeded the list down to forty men. I asked them to come to my house for an oral interview, in both senses, if you catch my drift, and they all eagerly came, repeatedly if I had my way. A few came from clear across the country, but all willingly paid to fly to me in order to get the chance to be the first man legally allowed to have sex on film, why would they not really. They would have flocked to me had I have done a national advertising campaign.

During the oral interviews, I selected two men that were perfect. One was in his early forties, a little bigger around the center, but he had a heart of gold, and admitted to helping so many children in the past, most without them ever knowing. He had an amazing dick on him though, a real ass stretcher, and he admitted that he had never been able to have sex with a younger male, because they would not have been able to take him, but I sure was ready, willing and able, and boy did he ever fuck nice. His name is John. Next was an early thirties man, really big and strong, looked like a ladies man, but boy was he ever a boys man, so soft and tender when I got him into bed, he made me moan for three hours straight, it even turned my mom and dad on so much that they had to go to bed themselves. His name is Dave. They were both told the date that we were to shoot, and were requested to hold off on shooting for at least the week ahead. I also requested that they be nice and hairless, very clean, so on and so forth, they both agreed instantly. Oh, and they were both diaper lovers as well by the way. You honestly think a diaper lover would make a porn with others that were not. Hell no.

I had three friends that were more than ready willing and able to join in on the production of the movie, all as actors of course, so it was going to be a nice hot orgy. There was Matt, another thirteen year old, Zach, a really cute twelve year old, and Aidan, a really pretty fourteen year old. I had made a really cool script though, and everyone was emailed their parts, and they started studying them, and for some reason, they studied an awful lot, it was a pretty hot script, even if I do say so myself. Mom and dad said that I'd make a killing on it, because it was really good, and they couldn't wait to see the finished product. Me neither though, and I just couldn't wait until it was time for filming.

Chapter 2

Finally, the day I had been waiting for for so long had arrived. Everyone was scheduled to start arriving within the hour, and if I had thought I was nervous the day of the court case, it was nothing to how I felt now. I was all of a sudden having second thoughts, was I doing the right thing, was everything in order, you know, the usual last minute jitters. But then everyone started arriving, and they went away, and I just got super horny instead.

“How's everyone today?” I asked once everyone was there.

“Great.” They all said, a few sounding as nervous as I had previously been.

“That's good. Guys, I need your permission slips from your parents, seeing as how they all agreed my parents could watch over the entire event, and they've signed forms for that as well. Once all the legalities are done, then we can go downstairs, where the film crew is already here and setting everything up to be ready for us.”

“Okay.” They all said, and forms were passed over, and everything was taken care of. Excitedly, I led everyone down to the basement, to the film studio, where we had everything there that we would ever need.

“So, has everyone memorized their parts for the movie?” I asked.

“Oh yeah.” They all said.

“And how many times did you cum while doing so?”

“Lots.” They all answered again.

“Good, and have any of you cum in the last week?”

“Oh god no.” They all said.

“Good, me neither, even though I've wanted to sneak off somewhere and jack off like a thousand times, I didn't.”

“Same.” They all said again.

“Good, because now all that pain and agony is going to be paid back a hundred fold.” I grinned as we entered the film studio.

“Ah, so good of everyone to have finally showed up.” The producer said as we entered.

“Oh, keep your shorts on, we don't start filming for at least half an hour, remember the schedule.” I grinned.

“Oh, boy you know full well I'd rather take them off.”

“And you and I have together repeatedly, haven't we!” I grinned cheekily, he and I were REAL good friends.

“Damn gay we have. Okay, costumes are all right over here, I had all your sizes and the costume designer has outdone himself this time, I swear it. This is gonna be so fucking hot.” He smiled brightly, even my mom had to nod her agreement.

“Now, before we start, boys, absolutely any second thoughts, because once we start, it'll be too difficult to turn back, and once this is done and printed, it goes out on DVD in under two weeks, so there won't be any turning back?” My mom asked.

“None.” All four of us said as one, all instantly.

“Didn't really think there would be, did you?” Dad asked with a laugh in his voice.

“No, but what kind of parent would I be if I didn't at least ask?”

“The kind of parent who'd allow her thirteen year old son to star in the first ever boylove porn movie. But, how's that a bad thing?” Dad grinned.

“Oh shut up, this is hard enough as it is without you joking. Like this was what we wanted for Ben, he's top grades in every class, A honors every year since they started grading him, hell, he's smarter than both of us put together. He could be anything in the world he wanted to be, and here he is, filming a smut movie.” Mom said sullenly.

“Mom, I know you wanted more form me, and I promise, I'll be far more than a porn star, but there's no harm in having a side job, especially one that's so much fun. I mean, how else do you know to make hundreds of thousands of dollars by doing almost nothing, especially one so fun?”

“I know, hence the reason I do it, but that's not the point, I was a high school dropout, I was going nowhere, and this was all I was cut out for, but not you, you're so much better than me.”

“No, not really, I may be smarter, but I'm a bigger slut than you are, even you said so yourself.”

“Yeah, that's true, you have as much sex as I do, and I get paid to do it.” Mom had to laugh, she hated when I used her own words against her.

“Well, it's nice that we're having a nice family chat here, but we have a film to make, so come on people, costumes.” The producer called out.

“Oh keep your shorts on, remember, it's me that pays you, and Ben's the one who gives you tips.”

“And such a good tipper he is too.” He grinned.

“I always tip well to those who give great service, and you give great service.” I grinned cheekily again.

“For sure.” Every other person in the room who had had me already said in agreement. There was only one male in the room who did not answer in fact, and that was dad.

“Well, I'm glad that you didn't agree to that.” Mom said to dad.

“Hey, I may be a dirty slut who'll fuck anything or anyone, but even I have standards, and fucking my son is not on my list of people to do.” Dad said indignantly.

“Which is too bad really, because I asked him to be my costar for the movie, but he point blank refused.

“You didn't tell me that!” Mom turned to dad and said.

“Didn't want to upset you.” Dad shrugged.

“Actually, I'm surprised you said no.” Mom said.

“No, like I said, I'd never fuck my own son. Now, if his friends ever want to do it on film with me, I might be willing, but not him.” Dad grinned. He didn't mind a little tender chicken meat if it was offered.

“Hell yeah.” All three of them said.

“Come on people.” The director called out again.

“Okay, okay, give a guy a break. Keep pushing me, and there 'll be no tip for you this afternoon.” I barked out.

“Fine, be like that.” He pouted.

“Come on guys, we really do have a film to make, and I really need to cum, and soon too, because I'm so not gonna last long. Now, is everyone nice and soggy, and did you bring spare diapers with you?” I asked.

“Yes.” They all answered simply.

“Good. Come on, I can't wait to see these costumes.” I said and headed over to the dressing area. There were no privacy screens, why would there be when in a few minutes, everyone would see far more anyway, so there was no point. We all got into our costumes, and mom and the producer were right, they were absolutely perfect.

“Okay guys, here's how it's gonna work, you know what you need to do, and the lines that you have should be pretty easy, since there's really not all that much talking anyway, but if you forget, just fake it, well, except in your orgasms, there's no faking them in this house, ever. Oh shit, I almost forgot, the Viagra, we don't want anyone going soft over the next few hours. Where are they?” I asked, and mom grabbed them and passed them out. Dad ordered them in by the case.

“Thanks mom.” I said, taking the little pill, everyone else was doing so already as well.

“Okay, where were we? Oh yeah, we're gonna try and do this without any errors, but if anyone forgets, don't stop, just ask and then carry on as if nothing's wrong, they'll fix everything in editing. Oh, and remember, try not to look directly into the cameras.”

“Okay.” Everyone said.

“That's right, and you can ad lib as well if you really need to, because in the heat of passion, we don't expect you to remember too much, not that you have much for lines during the fun parts.” The producer said.

By now we were all stripped and getting into our costumes. The movie was called Wet Scouts, us boys were part of a troop of diaper wearing boy scouts, and the costumes were really good. Much like the standard boy scout uniforms, just more gay, and better fitting, especially around the diaper areas. In fact, they were so perfectly fitting around our diapers, that you would be able to tell instantly what it was that we were wearing. The men were of course dressed in a similar fashion, just in the leaders uniforms, and of course perfectly fitted as well. As soon as we were dressed, we were ready to go, so the producer called us to go ahead and go to the fake front door, to make as if we were just arriving home from an outing.

“So, how did you boys enjoy the camping trip?” John asked as we walked in, the camera catching it all of course.

“It was awesome.” We all said.

“Good. And are all of you nice and soggy under those adorable little baby outfits?” Dave asked.

“Oh yes.” We all chanted happily.

“That's good. So, do any of you want a change?” Dave asked.

“Nope.” We all said more happily still.

“Then we should go start unpacking all our gear from the car and get you boys changed out of those clothes and into some cute little baby sleepers.” John said.

“We have a better idea.” I said.

“Oh, and what's that?” Dave asked curiously, the other three nodding their agreement as well.

“Well, us babies are really horny, and you two are really hot, and I bet that you need a little relief after three days with no jacking off. And we know you didn't, we were trying to catch you, but you wouldn't do it.”

“No, you're right boys, we didn't, it wouldn't have been appropriate while out on an official outing.” Dave said.

“Why, we were the whole time, we sucked and fucked each other every night.”

“Yes, we know, we could hear you boys going at it all night long.” John said.

“Then you should have joined us.” I grinned.

“Nah, it wouldn't have been right, not on an official scouting expedition.” Dave said.

“Well, we're not on official business now, now are we?” Aidan said.

“No, I don't believe that we are now.” Dave smiled.

“Then follow us to the bedroom, and we'll show you what you missed all weekend long.” Zach said.

“Are you boys sure?” John asked.

“Absolutely.” All four of us said as one.

So with that, we headed to the bedroom, us boys stripping all the way there.

“My my, what soggy baby diapers you boys are wearing.” John chuckled.

“Just wait until you're pounding into them, they'll feel incredible.” Matt said.

“Mmm, can't wait.” John sighed.

“We can't either.” I said.

As we were speaking, the men were getting undressed as well, and they too were nice and soggy.

“So, how would you boys like to do this?” John asked.

“I say two and one, us boys can get into a nice sixty nine, we'll just pull each others diapers down and suck each other. Then you guys can pick a couple and poke a hole in the top boys' diaper and take the rest as you please, and I can personally guarantee you that all four of us can take anything you two have.” Zach answered.

“I think that sounds like a great idea.” I said happily, and the others said they did as well.

So, with almost all the lines to the script now being exhausted, we got to the good parts. We all hopped onto the bed, and us four boys got into position. With groans all around, we started sucking each other softly and tenderly. The two men moaned lowly, watching the sights for only a few seconds, before poking holes in the front of their diapers, and then crawled onto the bed to get into position themselves.

Aidan and I were on the top, so we were first up. Gently they poked holes in the seats of our diapers and started fingering us, using the lube that was already laying on the bed. As soon as we were well lubed and stretched and ready to go, the men each slipped a nice ribbed condom onto each others pulsing erections and lined up. With a deep sigh from all four of us, the two men slid all the way into our nice hot asses.

“Oh fuck me.” All four of us said as one, totally not in the script I might add, but would definitely be a keeper. Aidan and I reattached ourselves to the dicks in front of us, while Dave and John started a slow thrusting, trying to take their time and keep from cumming too soon.

That was definitely not gonna happen though, we all knew it. There was a whole week of blue balls going around, and everyone could feel their orgasms approaching hard and fast. We all tried to hold off as much as possible, but soon it was impossible. As had already been agreed upon in the scripts, all cum was to be seen, so those who could cum pulled out just enough to shoot their cum on our faces, and the guys pulled out of our asses, ripped off their condoms and sprayed their cum all over our diapers and backs. It was really quite hot.

We all collapsed as one, and lay there panting for a few minutes. “Wow, so good.” I sighed out first, once again not on the script.

“Mmmmhmmmm.” Everyone else sighed as well.

“Right. You two still good for another ass pounding, because there's two more hot tight little baby bums here that need to be filled up?” Zach asked.

“I think I can give you a pretty good ride. I think we better remove these ruined diapers though, they're already starting to fall apart.” John said.

“Zach and Matt, you two can leave your diapers on to get fucked through them as well, but Ben and Aidan, you probably should remove yours as well.” Dave said.

“You just want to fuck our hot baby slut asses through our diapers.” Matt teased.

“Damn right I do boy. Are you boys gonna get in the same position again?” Dave asked.

“Nah, this time I say we plug them from each end. Aidan and I'll fuck their faces while you two fuck their cute little baby bums.” I said.

“Oh goody.” John and Dave both said.

We got into position once again, Dave, John, Aidan and I all removed our ruined diapers, truly showing ourselves off for the first time. Dave and John grabbed the lube, poked holes in the boys' diapers, and started lubing themselves up nice and slick, while Aidan and I fed our nice young pulsing erections into their well practiced mouths. Once again, we all fucked away merrily, really truly enjoying ourselves.

This time we lasted almost five minutes before we came, the men of course pulling out, pulling off their condoms, and firing their loads onto Zach and Matt's, cute diapered bums and bared backs. Aidan and I leaned down and licked the mess from their backs and bums, and the men groaned, saying how fucking hot that was. Once again, we all slumped down for a few moments, and then separated.

“Wow, that was incredible.” Dave groaned out.

“Yeah.” All us boys said as one.

“You boys done yet?” John asked.

“Hell no, we're just getting started. Now, you men on your hands and knees, and us boys will take care of you now.” I grinned.

“Wicked.” They both breathed out throatily.

They got on their hands and knees, and us boys got into position, Zach and I were at their asses, and Matt and Aidan were at their mouths, all of without diapers now. Zach and I grabbed the lube and started lubing the men up, and then slipped condoms onto each other and slipped inside the mens' hot sloppy asses, and we started fucking away merrily.

For almost an hour, us four boys fucked the men, sometimes we were slow and gentle, sometimes we were fast and furious, but we fucked real good. At least, the sounds that John and Dave were making sure made it sound that way, and it was none of that fake moaning crap either, it was the real deal. As the four of us would cum, we would remove our condoms and put new ones on and trade places, until all four of us had filled up both of their mouths and asses twice, it was pretty intense. Of course as we were fucking the men, whoever was at their asses had their hands manipulating the mens dicks as well, just to make sure that we kept them going, even though neither was spraying any more.

As one giant being, we all collapsed after what must have been the twentieth orgasm, and we just laid there panting and gasping for at least five minutes. We were a tangle of hot sweaty limbs and bodies, it was probably more than a little erotic in and of itself, and even with the Viagra I could tell that not one of us was still hard, because I knew I sure wasn't.

“Wow, you boys sure know how to show a couple guys a good time, don't you?” Dave moaned out, a sexy combination of awe, pain, pleasure, and lust.

“You're welcome.” All four of us boys sighed out as one.

“Yeah, I don't know how I'm supposed to be able to stay soft during our next group meet knowing what we did today, I'll be hard as nails every time I see you boys.” John sighed.

“We'll just have to make sure to have a little fun together before each meeting then, we wouldn't want to scandalize any of those poor straight boys, not that there's many in our group.” I laughed.

“No, that there isn't. Well boys, we need to get up and cleaned up.” Dave said, and then our producer said cut, and that was the end of the movie.

“Wow, you boys were incredible.” He called out.

“Thanks. How many times did you cum while watching everything?” I asked.

“Fuck, at least three times, but I think I came twice in a row, or it may have been just one incredibly long orgasm, all without touching myself I might add.” He said without shame, the lead camera man nodded his head in agreement as well, showing us the wet spot on his pants unashamedly. A danger of the job I suppose, but probably the reason everyone always brought a change of clothes with them.

“Glad to hear it. You'll get your turn tomorrow, but even I'm too tired now to want to take you to bed right now.”

“Fuck, if I were you, I wouldn't be able to get hard for at least three days.”

“I probably won't be able to.” Dave admitted, both he and John were soft and shriveled to the point they looked as small as us boys did.

“Oh, I think I'll be able to make you two hard tomorrow morning before you leave to catch your flights home.” I grinned, they groaned.

“Probably not, but it might be fun to see.” Dad laughed.

“So, how do you boys feel after what you just did?” Mom asked.

“Great!” We all said happily, if not a bit tiredly.

“You did a great job, even I have to admit that, and I think the job of editing will be quite easy.”

“It will be.” The producer said. “We should be able to have it done in a week or two, and then we release it. I have a feeling that the six of you are about to become very rich too.”

“I don't care about the money, this is just for fun.” I said, and the others all nodded their agreement. We all knew that we would not turn the money down though.

“You six should head over to the shower and get cleaned and dressed, and then everyone can come upstairs and get some food, the kitchen should have a good filling lunch ready now, I hope.” Dad said.

“Okay.” We all said, and then headed over to the shower. It was a huge multi head shower area, which incidentally was often used as a scene in movies, and we started getting cleaned up. We were washed down in only five minutes, but not one of us moved for at least fifteen, letting the hot steamy water soothe our sore muscles, sex is after all the best exercise there is.

As we were showering off, all those that had soiled themselves with their cum got changed, and none of them sought out privacy. Most of them had had sex with everyone in the room at least a dozen times, so they were all used to seeing each other naked anyway. We all got out of the shower and dried off, and then helped each other to diaper another, pretty much we went in pairs. After that, we got dressed and then as one large group, we headed upstairs and had a great lunch. The kitchen staff had once again outdone themselves. Sometimes it was really nice to have three people at my beck and call night and day to feed me almost anything I asked for.

For the rest of the day, mom, dad, and I and the other five from our movie sat around and talked and laughed, played games and just had fun. The men were of course staying the night until their flights left the next morning, but the boys were just staying to be there with me and them, because they too wanted one more round with the guys before they left.

John and Dave said their goodbyes the next morning with promises that they would come for a visit soon, probably once they got their first check. Us boys tried our damnedest to each ride both of them that morning, but after only cumming twice each, neither of which was even wet yet, they screeched out in agony, saying no more. We all grinned. It was fun though, even if they thought that it was near torture. Us boys though did not mind fucking them two at a time. We were able to recharge faster though.

Two weeks later, the film was fully edited and released, and us four boys hosted a film release party, and we released more than just that film too. We had a number of friends over, including a few men, even dad joined the party, but mom knew that she was not welcome, so did not even ask to join in. Dad fucked at least five of my friends, but then, I fucked at least five of his that night too, so it was only fair. It was a great night to be sure.

Two weeks after that, each of us received our very first checks, and mine was nearly five hundred thousand. We were each to receive equal payments, so all five of the others would be more than a little happy. We would each probably get another one or two large checks over the next year or so, and then smaller ones after that, depending on how well the movie sold over all.

At school though was possibly one of the more interesting things for all four of us. Some of the boys were disgusted at what we had done, while we sure seemed to gain a whole new group of friends. It seems that someone, I'm not naming any names though, had gotten their hands on almost a hundred free copies of the movie, and had distributed it amongst our school to a key group of boys. I heard that those movies got passed around and around, and more than a few boys I was told had went to get themselves released from their sexual bonds so that they could go and enjoy what they wanted.

A friend at the store where I buy all my diapers also told me that diaper sales to boys and teens had also increased quite a bit recently, and he attributed this to my movie as well. He sure was not complaining, but then neither was I. Since I was more than likely the cause of this directly, because I told any boys that wanted to get to know me better that if they wanted sex with me, that they had to wear diapers as well, gee, I wonder why none of them had a complaint with this. I'm such a dirty slut, but I sure enjoy it.

Over the next year, I made another three movies, one just me and one man, another was me and a group of boys, there were fifteen of us, and another was an even larger group of men and boys. My very first shot of cum was even captured on camera for the world to witness, it was awesome. That very first year, I made almost two million dollars, and I helped more than a few of my friends to make a considerable amount as well.

I never set out to change the world, but knew that my actions may end up doing it, and I did. This was of course not a bad thing, in fact, after a year, the reports of boys and girls getting raped had nearly diminished entirely, I only heard of one in the entire country, and the woman who had done it was punished very harshly for it. Also, a number of men and woman that had been jailed had started applying for release, now that they were allowed to have sex, they were no longer considered a threat to the population, and the ones that were not violent were released, and they were happy. In fact, in our local prison, I arranged a number of boys and girls to greet them as they exited prison, to welcome them back to civilization, I was of course one of them. I took two men, and that was an incredible night.

I was interviewed so many times about what I had done for the country, and by example the entire world, and even though I admitted that I never set out to change the world, I was happy that I had seemed to have done so with a good result, many had to begrudgingly agree with me. There were still a few naysayers, but they were starting to even see that maybe what I had accomplished had actually done some good.

It has been an interesting year to say the least, but it has been a lot of fun, a real blast if you catch my meaning. I was having sex almost every day, it was beyond great, and my mom and dad were now calling me a slut more than I was calling them sluts. We sure were a real strange family, but we loved our work. I also graduated grade twelve a couple years early, and went to university and became a doctor. I still did at least one film a year, and I always had a boy or two to have fun with, because as I got older, I started finding that I preferred the younger boys, and while I enjoyed the occasional big meaty man as well, the boys were much more fun.

Well, that pretty much sums up my story, so I'll leave you now with wet sticky hands and hot soggy diapers, I hope you enjoyed. Now, if only this were real.