Date: Mon, 26 Sep 2022 07:17:41 -0400 From: Michael Subject: Grandpa Bob's Diaperboy, Chap3- Mr Tim's Revenge Grandpa Bob's Diaperboy, Chap3- Mr Tim's Revenge Category: Gay (Adult/Youth, Incest, Urination) This is a work of fiction, the events only happened in my imagination. If people like it I do have several more chapters in mind. If any one wants to chat, feel free to email me at babyboy82884@gmail.com And thanks to Nifty for for providing the space that we can all perv out togther. Please donate if you're able at http://donate.nifty.org/ Grandpa Bob's Diaperboy, Chap3- Mr Tim's Revenge We drove all the way back to Mr Tim's house with his dick in my mouth. It was about a 45min drive. Mr Tim never got fully hard, but he never went completely soft either, and every few minutes a little bit of pee would trickle out. He kept his left hand on the steering wheel, but with his right hand he slid down the back of my diaper and fingered my boyhole, still cummy from the poker game. Mr Tim lived in town, unlike Grandpa Bob. But he had a garage to park in, so we didn't have to worry about his neighbors seeing him get out of the car naked and with a little 10yr old boy in a diaper. He grabbed me by the hand and pulled me out of the car into the door, through his kitchen and into his living room. He sat down in an old worn recliner and pulled me in front of him. His cock began to thicken a little bit. Not fully hard, but definitely not completely soft either. "Alright boy. Now I'm about to spank that cute little butt of yours. Turn it bright red for calling me out like that at the poker game. Your Daddy ever spank you?" He asked "Yes Sir, Daddy spanks me for my 'accidents' pretty often." was my response. "Good!" said Mr Tim as he quickly untaped my soggy diaper. He picks it up after it lands on the floor with a heavy thud. He shoves it into my face, and with surprising quickness has it retaped over my head. "Unlike your Granddaddy's place, I got neighbors to worry about here. That diaper over your face should keep you quiet enough though." And with that he roughly yanks me over his naked lap, my boystiffy rubbing against his man cock. *Smack*Smack*Smack*Smack* His open hand rained down on my exposed pale smooth butt, each strike stinging a little more than the last. *Smack*Smack*Smack*Smack* "That should teach you to keep your little slut mouth shut unless you're taking cock down your throat!" Mr Tim snapped as he continued slapping my ass. "You had no fucking right to blab to everyone at the poker game about my diapers!" *Smack*Smack*Smack*Smack* The spanking was starting to really get to me now. I started wiggling and writhing over Mr Tim's lap uncontrollably. Mr Tim just wrapped his leg around my squirming body, holding me in place as his assault on my rear end continued. *Smack*Smack*Smack*Smack* The spanking was really hurting now. But weirdly, despite the pain, my little boydick was just as stiff as ever. I could feel it rubbing against Mr Tim's boner. I don't know why, but I wanted Mr Tim to abuse me, to spank me, to show me what happens to naughty little boysluts like me. Feeling him do whatever he wanted to me just felt right, felt natural. *Smack*Smack*Smack*Smack* "Gods that pretty little ass looks so good, nice and red! Fuck! I need some more of that boypussy!" Mr Tim shouted as he pushed me off his lap. Before I could even realize what was happening he was already on top of me, shoving his big hard stiffy into my stinging boybutt, fucking me right there on his living room floor. If I had thought he was rough at the poker game, it was nothing compared to how he was pounding my hole now. Each thrust forcing another grunt out of me, muffled my the piss-soaked diaper in my face. I was in heaven. "Take it you little faggot! Take my superior man-cock you slutty little whore-boy! You little cumdump!" Mr Tim was practically shouting in my ear as he practically raped my boypussy. "Mr Tim is gonna keep your little ass spanked red and well-fucked you'll need the diapers just for the extra cushioning." The friction against the floor on my boypecker from each time Mr Tim slammed on me was causing me to near my own boygasm. Just as I was about to have my own climax I heard Mr Tim let out an animal-like howl and could actually feel his cum filling my hole. "Take it fag! Take my load! Grrruuurrraaaaggghhhhh!!!!" I began to tremble as Mr Tim's cum pushed me over the edge myself. "Fuck! Your little cunthole is milking my cock! Fuck your grandpa is a lucky man!" ***** We laid on the floor like that for a few minutes, Mr Tim's body pinning me down, his cock lodged inside me. Eventually Mr Tim stood up, his cock pulling out of me with a 'plop'. Lifting me up by my hand, Mr Tim guided me into his bedroom, where he quickly rediapered me before slipping a diaper on himself as well. "Alright fag Mikey, time to get to bed. Your boycunt has another busy day tomorrow. I plan to use your holes for all they're worth as long as I have you." And with that he pulled me close to him, turned off the lights and wrapped me in his arms as we fell asleep. ***** I woke up in the middle of the night feeling like the back of my diaper was caught on something. It took me a moment to realize what was happening, and to remember where I was. It was Mr Tim, pulling the back of my, apparently already very soggy diaper down before feeling that now familiar feeling of a stiff willy being shoved up my boypussy. I gasped as Mr Tim let out a moan, his cock burying itself balls deep inside my boypussy. I gripped the bedsheets as he grabbed me, slamming in and out of me. Even half-asleep he liked to fuck rough. My own stiff boypecker rubbing against the inside of my soggy diaper with each thrust. His arms wrapped around me, pulling me in close to him as his cock pistoned in my hole. With one hand he began to pinch and twist my nipple, the other was squeezing the front of my bulging diaper. "Take that cock you little faggot whore" I could hear Mr Tim muttering, almost like he was still talking in his sleep. It was kinda sexy thinking that Mr Tim was taking me in his sleep. That it was his sheer subconscious animalistic desire that was fucking me right now, that his awake mind had nothing to do with what was happening. It was these thoughts, accompanied by Mr Tim's hand groping my soggy diaper-clad boycock that brought me over the edge and I started convulsing as my little body was wracked by my own boygasm. As my young body trembled Mr Tim gripped me tighter, and plowed me harder. My body was on overload, but Mr Tim wasn't finished using me. In his sleep Mr Tim rolled over on top of me, in this new position he really started slamming into me. Seeing as I had just came my body was super sensitive as he used me as nothing but a hole for his cock. He was growling in my ear at this point, pinning me to the bed with his body. "Fucking! Faggot! Whore!!" He growled, "Take it! Take it! Fuck yeah! Fuck! Fuck! FUCK!! YES GOD YES!! TAKE IT FAG!!" His body stiffened, and then began to seize on top of me. Inside of me. I could feel his hard cock pulsing deep within me, filling me with his man cream. He let out a final primal yell, then collapsed on top of me, now fully asleep and snoring. And that's how I went back to sleep too, with Mr Tim on top of me, his cock still buried inside me. ***** "Morning pussyboy" I awakened to Mr Tim whispering in my ear, his cock still inside me, flexing. "Ready to take Mr. Tim's morning loads od cum and piss?" and without waiting for an answer he was on top of me, slamming into my barely-awake body. "You're such a little fag you must have fucked yourself on my cock last night didn't you? I knew those were some crazy hot dreams I was having, but it was very naughty of you to molest Mr Tim in his sleep." I could only moan into the pillow. "Mr Tim is going to have to punish you for being such a naughty boy." Each word was punctuated by another thrust. "But Mr Tim understands little growing faggots like you need lots of cock and cum in their boycunts!" He was really driving his cock into me now, his breathing had become quick and shallow, I had learned the signs that a man is close, and Mr Tim was close. "GrrrrAAARRGGHHH! FUCK YEAH! TAKE IT BOY!!" Mr Tim practically yelled into my ear as he pumped his cum into my boypussy. "Fuck, there's nothing better than waking up and fucking a boycunt." He says to himself as he pulls out of me. After giving my butt a hard smack he says "Now get yout faggot ass into the bathroom, I've got a big day planned for the tight little cunt of yours." ***** I got up and headed into the bathroom, Mr Tim following right behind me. I saw him open up the bathrrom closet and pull out a strange rubber bag thing with a clear rubber hose attached to it. He removed the hose, and filled the bag up with water before reattaching the hose. "Now bend over faggot, we gotta make that cunt of yours nice fresh and clean." He said as he hung the bag on the shower curtain rod. I quickly obeyed, bending over the toilet. Without hesitation Mr Tim shoved the other end of the hose up my pussy and released some little clip think on the hose. Instantly I could feel my insides fill up with the water. After the entire bag was emptied inside of me, Mr Tim had me sit on the toilet and remove the hose. Looking up at Mr Tim, making sure it was what he intended, I then released the liquid inside of me. Mr Tim repeated this process on my butt several more times, until the water that came out of me was as clear as it was when it went in. "Perfect, now get in the tub you little whore, it's time for your shower". Obeying, I got into the tub and reached for the faucet. Mr Tim quickly slapped my hand away, "On no. Little faggots like you need to have a special shower" he grins as he grabs his cock and points it at me. At first I thought he was gonna make me suck it, and I didn't understand what that had to do with a shower, and then I saw the slit on his cock head flare open, showering me in his morning piss. "Fuck yeah boy, gonna give you a golden shower, make you smell like the little faggot urinal you are all day long." As Mr Tim's piss stream slowed to a trickle, he made me stand there and air dry, the piss drying on me. I really did smell like a urinal. After I was no longer dripping, he put me in a fresh new diaper, and then told me to get out to the car, "I have a fun surprise for that little pussy of yours today faggot." he said with a grin.