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It’s pale and smooth, creamy without any hair.
His hips are bony, and I picture what they’ll look like after he takes off his diaper.
I picture holding them, running my hands up and down them, just feeling what they’d feel like.
I think about pressing my own body against his, and rubbing my diaper against his. Maybe we could even release at the same time.
I turn to Calloway next.
His wee is bulging out in his diaper, and it’s bigger than Waxley’s.
I trace his pink nipples, smooth tummy, and find it hard not to make my cummy right now.
He’s slightly taller than Waxley, and from what I see in the mirror, his ass looks great.
I watch both of my friends look at my body. Their eyes trade off between each other and my belly, and they can’t take their eyes away. I get super shy and my nipples get hard because it’s hard to believe they’re staring at me and not turning away in disgust.
Calloway takes my hips. "Can I try something?"
I nod, my cheeks burning. "Anything you want."
Calloway presses his diaper against mine, then closes his eyes.
I can feel him making lemonade, and his hard dick quivers as it happens.
He must really have to strain because it’s not easy making lemonade when you’re hard.
I’m so close to Calloway that I could kiss him which is such a shock to realize.
I stare at his red lips, unable to believe that my friend is mere inches from my face.
"I went while pressed against you, BJ." Calloway tries not to cry as he turns away in shame. "I’m sorry. I couldn’t help it."
I rub Calloway’s shoulders. "Hey, it’s okay. I don't mind."
Waxley clenches his face together as he looks down.
He must be releasing, because I watch as his wee grows between his legs.
He reaches out his hand, his fingers trembling as his body squirms.
Waxley holds back tears. "Here I am, crying like a baby. I want you to feel me, BJ."
"Hey." I let him bring my hand to his diaper, then I rub it. Sure enough, Waxley’s wee is hard in his cute beluga whale diaper, and he’s making lemonade. "Calloway cried, too. You’re in good company."
Calloway rubs my diaper as I rub Waxley, and I shudder as I catch a moan behind my teeth.
The feeling of his hand is so sudden and unexpected, and it feels so right.
Calloway traces my length with his fingers. "How big are you, BJ?"
I try to remain confident, calm, and collected. "Want to take off our diapers and see?"
Calloway steps closer to me, then grips the sides of my diapers.
He studiously figures out how to take it off, which must be hard because he’s used to his Daddy doing everything.
I do the same for Waxley, trying to ignore the heat that blooms inside me as Calloway works on mine.
