In This Together - Chapter 13 (Bo) (Patreon)

It was like Hazel couldn’t eat fast enough. I knew she was excited to get me started on the training, but I didn’t think she would be this excited. Honestly, it turned me on just watching her shovel food into her mouth, knowing she was only doing that to get into the bedroom quicker. She must really want me to last long in bed again, otherwise, I couldn’t see her being this keen.

Suddenly my mind drifted to fucking her for hours, pounding her over the kitchen table we were eating on, hearing her scream with moans as I made her cum…it was the first non-piss-related sexual thought I’d had in a while.

“Aren’t you hungry?” She asked me, and I realized I had been staring blankly at her while holding a forkful of food.

“Yes, starving,” I said as I snapped out of it and began matching her eating pace. As I did, I caught a sly smile perk up her lips. She wanted me so badly.

We finished dinner quickly, and after cleaning up the dishes, neither of us wanted to say, ‘let’s jump into bed then.’ We stood awkwardly for a second before Hazel took charge.

“You’re so cute when you’re shy,” she said, and I blushed.

“I’m not shy; I just didn’t know what we were doing….”

Hazel put her hands around my head and pulled me down to kiss me. She was slow, and her soft, full lips were warm and wet against mine. I instantly felt the arousal building within my diaper. She gripped me harder and gracefully added her tongue to our kissing. It wasn’t long until I was rock-hard and desperate to fuck her. Despite my hard cock pushing up against the soft, absorbent padding of a diaper, my mind was nowhere near wetting and accidents. I just wanted to fuck her, long and hard.

Hazel pulled away as she felt me get more excited. “Let’s go to the bedroom….”

I followed her as she walked slowly, ensuring her tight ass was bouncing with every step she took. She knew I was looking - I could hardly look away. The outline of her diaper underneath was slightly visible through her bottoms, and that just made me all the more excited.

Hazel grabbed my hand and laid me down on the bed. I grabbed her waist, pulling her on top of me so I could fuck her, but she stopped and pulled away quickly.

“Uh uh!” She said, enjoying the denial she was giving me. “This is training time, remember?”

“I won’t be quick, baby,” I said. “I promise. We don’t need this training.”

“Oh really?” She replied, smiling. “I found the pair of underwear you brought to work today. That was a big cum stain on there, wasn’t it?”

“You went through my bag?” I blushed and felt betrayed but humiliated. “You shouldn’t do that!”

“You shouldn’t have hidden it and lied to me.” Hazel became more firm in her tone.

“I…I’m sorry….” I averted my eyes and looked at my feet.

“You better be. I’m not sure what set you off at work, but whatever it was, we need to do this now.”

She was right. Despite my hopes and the feeling I had at that moment, I couldn’t deny that today was a total mess. “Fine,” I replied. “Let’s do this.”

Hazel smiled. “Great. Now, I’m going to grab the lube, and you take off your pants.”

I exhaled as she hurried off. The heat of the moment was fading, and the tent in my pants was shrinking, but I did as she said and pulled off my pants and my diaper. When she came back in holding our lube, she saw me laying there, half naked and still embarrassed, and smiled almost manically.

She rushed over to my side and laid next to me in bed.

“So…what do we have to do?” I asked.

“It’s quite simple really. I’m going to put some lube on this sensitive area just below the tip, and rub it with one finger until you cum.”

“Just one finger?” I asked. “That’s going to take forever.”

“Well that’s part of the process. Don’t question it, this is doctor’s orders.” Hazel said, and she slowly reached down and started gently playing with my cock to wake it back up.

“Aren’t you going to take your clothes off at least?” I asked between heated breaths, my body shivering from just her soft touch.

“No silly, your porn-addicted brain needs to desensitize,” Hazel started explaining. “You can look at me fully clothed, and I might flash you a tit or something if you’re a good boy.”

“I’m starting to think this is a little extreme,” I said, hesitating.

“Nonsense. This is exactly what we both need,” Hazel reassured. Then, when I was once again rock hard, she pulled my foreskin back and squeezed some lube on the spot she described: a stretch of skin just below the head of the penis. It was room temperature but still felt cool when it hit my throbbing cock.

For some reason, she reached for her phone and I caught the corner of the screen; she was starting a stopwatch, just before she began her gentle carress. As her finger motioned back and forth, I was amazed as to how pleasurable it was. After all, it was just with a bit of lube and just her index finger; when I was jerking off or getting a handjob before, it was always full grip. As she increased her pace, she started kissing my neck, and all I could do was moan, and stare at her perfect, clothed figure.

“You need to do one more thing for me,” she whispered between kisses.

“What?” I gasped.

“Tell me when you’re just about to cum. When you reach the point of no return,” she whispered, and I nodded, wanting desperately for her to continue. It was a strange feeling, having most of my cock denied of sensation while still being pleasured. I felt an urge for more that just made the small bit of sensation I was getting more impactful.

A few minutes went by, and I could feel my cock getting ready. The build was slow but steady, and I knew before long I would be over the edge. Hazel could tell as well that I was getting close, and she smiled, then sped up her pace. “You gonna cum big boy?” she teased.

“I’m close,” I trembled.

“Tell me when you can’t hold it any longer, and then look at me,” she instructed.

Pre-cum gushed out of my cock as my orgasm neared, and finally I felt it. “ I’m gonna cum!” I told Hazel, and she pulled away quick so I could see her whole body. Then, she quickly pulled up her top, letting her big, bouncy full breasts drop out from her shirt, and I couldn’t help but stare at them.

“Cum for me.” She said clearly, and as she commanded and while I stared intently at her breasts, my cock erupted. The orgasm was intense and powerful, and ejaculate spewed all over my chest. I groaned as rope after rope of cum was pushed out of me, and Hazel just smiled, lowered her shirt to once again hide her perfect tits, reached over to her phone, and stopped the timer.

“That was good! “ Hazel praised me as I panted, covered in my own cum, and still high off the intense orgasm.

“That was crazy,” I said.

“You liked that?” Hazel asked, and I nodded. “Well that’s good, makes it easier to do that every other day for the rest of the month!”

“What about you though?” I asked. “Don’t you want anything?”

Hazel chuckled. “This is all I need. Now why don’t you go have a shower and I’ll do a load of laundry. Have to clean those cum-stains of your underwear, and I think you got some on the sheets.”

“Sure,” I replied, then got up and headed to the bathroom before stopping to ask a question. “Hey, why were you timing me? And what was with the tits at the end?”

“The timer is just to keep track of progress. Don’t worry, I’ll monitor it for you and take care of everything. As for my tits…well, you deserved something for being such a good boy, don’t you think?”

I blushed, feeling small after being called a ‘good boy,’ then retreated to the bathroom.

“Well, I hope that works,” I whispered to myself, then started running the water.