Date: Sat, 7 Jul 2007 15:26:28 -0700
From: Jay roberts <diplomat1501@msn.com>
Subject: "Diaper Boy Dorm Mate" by Jay Roberts   Gay College

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and are over 18.


Franklin Westly paid the college an extra fee to have a dorm for himself.
At nineteen and away from his home in Texas for the first time, he needed
privacy.  His particular tastes that you could call exotic, demanded no
prying eyes to observe him.

Franklin was a pretty boy, rather than handsome, .He was not gay, rather
abstentious from sex, though he enjoyed pleasuring himself frequently
especially while fantasizing about a partner to share his "special"
interest.

He was doing well with his courses and he enjoyed the engaging in his
little games.  Everything was good until he found a note pinned to his
door.  It said that the shortage of dorm space would require that single
dorm occupants would have to give up their arrangements and accept another
student.  Naturally, it continued, the extra fee would be returned.

Franklin was almost crying with frustration.  That other bed across the
room that now contained his folded clothes from the laundry room would be
occupied by some gross fellow who would ridicule him and make his life
miserable.  Worse, he would have to discontinue his "special" activity.

When he returned in the afternoon from his last class that day, he felt the
looming presence of another person, he could even smell the vigorous odor
of this person blocking the room's usual smell of baby power, and perhaps a
slight pissy smell.

"Hiya friend.  Name is Jeff.  Sorry to have to break up your nightly wank
sessions, but I don't mind, do it if you want."

Franklin and Jeff studied each other.  Jeff saw a short kid, maybe 5' 4",
beardless, slim and small boned.  Franklin gazed at a powerful kid,
probably a weight lifter, muscles bulging his upper arms and chest hair
escaping the top of his polo shirt.  Jeff was tall, surely over six feet.
He sported a faint moustache and a starter chin whisker.  Franklin had to
admit that the boy was handsome in a very male way.

They shook hands.  Jeff felt the soft, almost feminine hand of the boy and
he almost felt as if he was making a first move on a pretty girl.  Although
they were the same age, Jeff felt older.  The baby face in front of him
made him feel protective and strangely drawn to the other boy,

The boys chatted about their home states, Jeff was from Arizona and their
interests.  Yes, Jeff was a jock, played baseballs in high school and was
trying out for the team here.  Franklin played the violin, but he hadn't
brought it to school.  "You should get into the orchestra," Jeff advised
him in a big brotherly fashion, but Franklin said that he wanted to devote
all his time to studies.  "Not me," boomed Jeff.  "I'm here for drinking
and fucking."  He thought for a moment, "Say are you gay, not that it would
bother me.  I just thought I might double my chances of getting off you
know."

Franklin laughed mirthlessly.  He wasn't comfortable with talk of sex.  But
sex did intrude on him, Jeff's open comfort with his nudity and his
enthusiastic masturbating at night.  He had no embarrassment after a heavy
wanking session and a noisy cum to say, "Shit that was a good one.  Night
Frankie."  Yeah, he had taken to calling his dorm mate Frankie because he
seemed almost baby-like.  On his part, Franklin enjoyed the diminutive and
affectionate name.

Jeff was more sophisticated than his rough and ready demeanor might convey.
He had heard of boys who are caught, psychologically into an earlier age.
He sensed that Frankie was like that.  Frankie slept with his thumb in his
mouth.  Jeff thought it was cute.  But one night after Jeff had fallen
asleep, something half woke him and he saw Frankie heading for the bathroom
and he was wearing a disposabe diaper.  There was a smell of piss as
Frankie passed near his bed.

Jeff thought, "The poor fucker, he has a bladder control problem," but he
also found out one night that Frankie was in the bed awake and grunting a
movement into a diaper, then he went to the bathroom and flushed it.  He
returned with lotion and lay on his bed, his smooth hairless legs in the
air and wiped his bum with the lotion, powered himself and then began to
play with his rather large penis, finally going into a real heavy stroking
until he shot into a waiting wad of tissue.  Back he went to dispose of the
tissue and returned wearing a new diaper and fell onto the bed into a deep
sleep.

Jeff was a snorer, but Frankie found it reassuring, like a big brother was
in the room to protect him.  Frankie on the other hand breathed so softly
that it was hard to tell if he was asleep, but Jeff knew that the thumb in
the mouth and the slightly flushed face indicated it.

Something was happening to Jeff's feeling about the strange boy he lived
with.  He was beginning to lust after him.  The boy's body was very
appealing, smooth, pink and white and smelled beautiful.  Then too, the
boy's face was soft and baby-like and produced tender feelings in Jeff.  He
began to think about how nice it would be to kiss those red lips and put
his arms around the soft warm body.  He shook his head to dislodge these
ideas, "It must be lack of nooky," he decided, but his efforts to find a
willing girl was not panning out.  The ratio of boys to girls was very much
not in his favor.  He was having a problem with his long cock.  It seemed
to erect at the most inopportune times.  He hadn't remembered this
happening since he was thirteen.

Jeff had one class in Introduction to Psychology.  After class he asked the
professor if he could ask him a question.  Jeff told the professor about,
"A guy back home who....." and he outlined Frankie's behavior.  The prof
listed with interest.  "You are describing a Diaper Boy."  He went on to
tell about the interests of Diaper Boys, concluding with "They also love to
have someone take care of them....to baby them."

Jeff returned to the dorm armed with information that he hoped he could use
to get closer to his cute roomie.  When he entered the room he saw that
Frankie was in bed, his eyes tightly shut, his face very flushed and he was
moaning softly.  Jeff came over to the bed and put his hand on the boy's
smooth forehead.  Frankie sort of snuggled into his hand.  "Shit boy, you
are burning up.  Let me take your temperature and if it's high, we can go
to the infirmary.  I"ll help you."

Jeff got looked for a thermometer.  Frankie croaked from the bed, "In my
top drawer."  Jeff found it.

"Hey, it's a rectal kind.  Is that okay?"

"Yes, but I put on a diaper because I didn't want to get chilled getting
out of bed.  You can just pull it aside.  Don't worry, it's dry."

Jeff shrugged.  He unfastened the diaper and exposed the boys surprisingly
large uncut penis and egg sized balls filling a hairless pink sac.  Jeff
thought that his stuff was beautiful.  He lifted the sick kid's legs up
high and exposed his ass crack, hairless and pink, with the anis hairless
and barely puckered.  He inserted the creased bulb of the thermometer into
the opening, suddenly realizing that his own cock was up and pulsing.
Frankie gasped as the thermometer settled into his colon.  Almost
immediately Frankie's large member began to stiffen and lift.  He was
hardly aware because his fever kept him half in a trance.  "I think little
Frankie likes getting his ass played with."

Frankie opened his eyes in alarm.  "Oh Jeff, I'm sorry, I just couldn't
control it.  Maybe you better take out."

"Sure, it's time anyway.  Let's see, you got only one full degree, enough
to make you feel lousy but you will live.  Don't worry, I"ll take care of
you until you feel better.  Here let me fasten this diaper again.  If you
have more, I'll change if you get it wet.  It's better if you stay in bed.
You are going to want to pee because I'm going to keep you on fluids
today."  He thought a minute.  "It would be good if we had a straw so you
won't get your chest wet drinking."

Frankie was quiet a moment, he mouth working.  Finally he said in a small
voice, "Daddy...I mean Jeff.  There is a bottle and nipple in my sec9nd
draw.  I use it when I'm hiking to carry orange juince."

Jeff knew that Frankie was revealing himself openly.  He got the bottle and
washed it out and filled it with fresh water from the water jug in the
fridge.  He sat down next to the feverish boy and settled against his hot
side and held the bottle for Frankie to suck.  Frankie sucked with a strong
pull, his cheeks cutely pulled in, his eyes closed in pleasure.  He sucked
at it until it was finished.  "Good boy," Jeff said, that'll help get you
out of bed sooner."

It was about four in the afternoon.  Jeff decided to get an afternoon nap
and them got to the caf‚ and eat and bring something plain up for Frankie.
He fell into a deep sleep, noticing that his hard on had not abated.  He
put his hand on it because it was jumping.  By his bedside clock, he had
slept about an hour.  He was awakened by Frankie calling him.  He got up.
"Yes Frankie.  You need help with something?"

In a small voice, Frankie said, "My diaper is all wet."

"No prob, I'll flush it and get you a new one."  He got up and took the
soaked diaper.  "Hey you must have peed out all the water from the bottle.
Good boy."

He came back with a new diaper.  As he was about to put it on, Frankie put
his hand on Jeff's arm.  "Wait, Frankie needs to be cleaned and powdered."

"Sure little one.  Say you know you feel pretty cool.  I don't even have to
take your temperature, although you seem to like it, I think you had one of
those short-term virus.  Welcome back to the world."

He looked down at Frankie's stuff.  The boy's cock was sticking way up in
excitement.  He tried to ignore it and proceeded to apply the sounding
lotion to the big ball sac and then wiped the shaft of the penis.  Frankie
sighed in pleasure.  "Jeff, leave the diaper off and turn around.  I have
to relieve my sexual pressure."

"Let me take care of you boy," Jeff said, his breathing becoming deeper
with excitement.  He took hold of the big cock shaft with one hand.  With
the other he slid the foreskin back exposing the glossy pink head, a drop
of dew forming at the piss slit.  He wiped it off with his thumb and
Frankie called out a lingering groan.  "You like that?"  Frankie nodded his
forehead in a frown of concentration and his pretty lower lip protruding.

Jeff slide his hand up the shaft and stopped just behind the head and he
rapidly excited that spot.  Frankie's eyes rolled up and he started
breathing audibly.  "Please let me make milk."

Jeff began in earnest, sliding back and forth until a moment later,
Frankie's hips lifted off the bed as he began a rhythmic humping of the air
as he shot streams of cum over his milk0white chest and pink nipples.

Finally he settled down and to Jeff's amazement was fast asleep.  Jeff
cleaned him off and put the new diaper on and looked down at the boy.  He
couldn't help it, he leaned down and kissed the slightly damp, post
orgasmic forehead.  Frankie stirred slightly and smiled and went back to
sleep.

Jeff ate a hamburger and fries and coke, then tried to decide what to bring
Frankie that would sit well with him.  He chose a malted milk, graham
crackers and some stewed fruit.  He carried it carefully up to the dorm and
found Frankie sitting up in bed.  "Feel better?  Want some grubb?"

"Yeab Jeff, I do feel better and I'm really hungry.  Thanks so much for
taking care of me."

Frankie finished everything, then he slid back down in bed and in a moment,
in came the thumb in the mouth and he was in dreamland.  There was nothing
more Jeff could do for him so he set up his laptop and the homework that
was scheduled.  He worked away for almost two hours when he heard a sound
from the sick one's bed.  Frankie seemed to be still asleep but the fellow
was frowning mightily and making piggy noises.  "Oh shit," thought Jeff,
"He's shitting his diaper."

Soon the sounds stopped and Frankie opened his eyes.  "Oh Jeff.  I have to
get up, help me, I have to dump this diaper and..."

"Stay there."  Jeff unfastened the diaper, held his breath and rushed it
into the toilet.  After flushing it he brought tissues to clean up
Frankie's bottom and lotion.

He lovingly wiped Frankie's boyish bottom.  Frankie hummed with pleasure.
He reached out to thank Jeff and noticed Jeff's slim cock making a might
budge in his underpants.  He rubbed the budge.  Then he looked up into
Jeff's eyes and made a moue mouth.  "Frankie need milk," and tugged at
Jeff's now very hard cock.

"You mean milk from this, this bottle?"

Frankie nodded vigorously.  Jeff slipped off his under shorts and came up
close to the boy.  Frankie leaned over and took the head of Jeff's dripping
cock into his mouth and gently suckled it, cooing and humming as he did it.
Jeff was sent quickly into a heaven of good feelings, he mouth hung open
and he dripped saliva.  This boy had the hottest mouth he had ever felt.
Then when Frankie got more avid and pushed the cock deep his throat and
swallowed over and over, sending deeply excit8ng feelings into Jeff's organ
that traveled up his spine and swirled around his ball sac.  His mind was
spinning and he felt his orgasm fast approaching.  He looked over at
Frankie's big penis, it was dripping heavily with pre cum.  He reached out
and used the slippery stuff as a lubricant to slide his slightly open fist
over the shaft.  Pretty soon both boys were moaning a duet, both in sexual
orbit.  Suddenly, Frankie shouted out that he was going to make milk and
that crazy phrase seemed to unleash Jeff's orgasm as well.  The two began
shooting arcs of cum over each other until no more could come.  Frankie
pursed his lips.  "Kiss, kiss.."

Frankie leaned down and pressed his lips against smaller boy's.  They held
the kiss until they were almost breathless and both began to half erect
again.

"Time to clean up, little boy.  Me too."

When Jeff had wiped both of them with a warm damp cloth, Frankie sat up.
"You know, I'm cured and I hungry."

"Cafeteria is closed now, but there is a snack machine in the hall.  I'll
get some stuff and we can party.  You want me to put a clean diaper on?"

"Later, it just feels good to be naked, in case..."

"In case what?"  Jeff said laughing.

"In case you need to give me more of your milk."

"Oh you sweet babe, I think I am getting goofy over you," Jeff said,
rubbing Frankie's fuzzy hair.

End