Ganymede: Part 2

Tanner arrived at his dorm room not long after leaving Professor Lopez's class. He was smiling as he walked into the empty room.

Professor Lopez wasn't the only one with a plan; and even though it was well hidden, Tanner plainly saw a quick look of shock on the professor's face when Tanner had bent down to pick up his books. The image of his professor's look of amazement still burned in Tanner's mind, and he was excited to get back to his dorm.

Luckily, Tanner's roommate was away for the week--some family emergency--so he had their entire dorm to himself. Upon locking the front door, Tanner quickly stripped of his shoes, shirt, and shorts, revealing the red and white Superman underoos that had so transfixed the professor.

Tanner's smile widened as he looked down at his underwear, his erection stretching the images of Superman to unflattering proportions. He slide his underwear off and threw them in the hamper. Although he did love his underoos, Tanner preferred another type of underwear.

From beneath his bed, Tanner pulled out a small truck. Protecting its contents from his roommate was a heavy-duty padlock with a series of numbers along the front. He reached for the padlock and rearranged the numbers until they read 2229.

He lifted the lid and revealed a small collection of diapers, a container of baby wipes, and a bottle of baby powder. Also inside his little truck of baby stuff were pacifiers and baby bottles. Needless to say, Tanner loved being a kid. More specifically, he loved being a toddler. At least in his mind. He knew growing down instead of up was not a possibility, but he still held on to his little fantasy. Truth be told, he loved being an adult because it meant freedom, freedom to do whatever he wanted, even if "whatever he wanted" was to be dressed and treated like a toddler.

And then there was also that other aspect of being an adult he just couldn't forget: sex. Tanner loved sex, but he had yet to experience his two favorite things together. Being a toddler was always something he enjoyed alone, and enjoy it he did. His trash has more than once been filled with some very messy diapers.

Tanner pulled out from his "baby" trunk the baby powder, the package of wipes, his pacifier, and a diaper.

He unfolded the diaper and spread it out on the floor. Baby powder fell like snow all along the outstretched diaper, and Tanner couldn't help but take a deep breath. The smell was intoxicating. He lied onto the diaper, savoring the soft thickness of it on his butt cheeks. A little more powder on his crotch and butthole, and Tanner pulled up the front of the diaper and taped it tight.

Looking inside his trunk, Tanner thought about pulling out one of the pacifiers, but decided against sucking on one them while he slept. Instead, he closed the trunk, slid it back into place under the bed and reached even further back under the bed for Stevie, his big and soft teddy bear. Really, his best friend of many years. Yard sale after yard sale, Stevie always stayed. Sometimes hidden in case his family or friends found out about his little secret, but always there. Through everything, Stevie remained.

Clad only in a thick diaper, Tanner jumped into bed, and pulled the covers over himself and Stevie. Almost immediately, Tanner's thumb found its way into the his mouth. His eyes closed; and as he sucked happily on his thumb, a familiar stirring took place in his diaper. The diaper grew tighter and tighter as Tanner's penis hardened. But Tanner didn't think of his penis as a "penis" anymore. No. In his diapered state, when Tanner thought of his hardening cock, he thought of it as his "peepee."

"Baby" Tanner was starting to take over, and a feeling of contentment washed over the boy. He continued to suck on his thumb, smiling as he did so. Only in this state did Tanner ever feel truly happy.

His eyes grew heavier and heavier, until after a few minutes, he fell fast asleep, a wish forming in the back of his mind. He wished with all his heart that in the morning, Daddy would wake him up and treat him just the way Tanner wanted to be treated, as the baby boy he felt he was deep in his heart.

That wish transformed into a dream, and that dream was such a good dream that Baby Tanner made "stickies" in his diaper while he slept. Needless to say, even though Daddy wasn't there in the morning, Baby Tanner still felt good when he woke up the next morning.

Ganymede: Part 1

"Despite what some of you may think, the Greeks knew about the great variety of sexual expression. And while they may have not exactly looked upon homosexuality as something a man would experience throughout his entire life, homosexual practices were accepted as a form of sexual education. Older males of society would take on a younger male and instruct him on the various aspects of sexual pleasure." Professor Lopez paused at this point, allowing his words to sink into his students' minds.

Gazing upon his class, the professor watched his students' reactions. They were mixed, some uncomfortable (usually the straight males), some indifferent but curious (usually the straight females), and others unusually interested (usually the gay ones). It was to this last group he paid the most attention. This particular class provided a couple of students whose eyes shot to the front of the class, ears absorbing every word. However, there was one in particular Professor Lopez was interested in, a student by the name of Tanner Loeb.

Tanner was small, slender, dark-haired, with dark and intelligent eyes, and for lack of a better term, gorgeous. Professor Lopez found it hard to look at his other students with Tanner there, and it was Tanner's reaction he was most interested in. Just before Professor Lopez took his customary pause he locked eyes with Tanner for the briefest of moments, and in that moment the professor knew the answer to his question: Tanner is attracted to men. Professor Lopez only hoped that that attraction extended to slightly older men.

With a smile, the professor continued his lecture, "The expression of homosexual desire is especially present in two stories, although there are others, of course. Ganymede and Hyacinth were two youths who attracted the lust of two gods: Zeus and Apollo. Now, Hyacinth didn't come off too well from his encounter with the god Apollo, but his image has been immortalized in the flower that bares his name. Ganymede, on the other hand, was the luckier of the two, because he was chosen to bare the cup of the gods on Mount Olympus, forever young, forever beautiful." Professor Lopez looked at his watch and realized that class was over. "But, we'll get into that next time."

Knowing the signal for the end of class, the students immediately started packing away their notebooks and books. "Be sure to read Book Ten of Ovid's Metamorphoses by next time, and we'll discuss some of the consequences mortals faced when directly encountering the gods." His last words were drowned out by the departing students, and he knew only a handful of them would actually read the assigned selection, a pity since the selection was a quick and entertaining read.

He was beginning to pack away his own things when he noticed one student had stayed behind, Tanner. The professor smiled. Tanner's arms were full of books as he approached the professor's desk.

"Yes, Tanner. What can I do for you?" The professor tried to hide his excitement.

"Well, I was wondering about the story of Ganymede, professor." The boy seemed nervous, but excited.

"Yes?"

"The story's very short, only a couple of stanzas. Why did it hold such a fascination with the Greeks?"

"A good question." Professor Lopez suppressed his surprise that Tanner had already read the book, but then again, Tanner was a special student. "I suppose it had something to do with a kind of hope."

"Hope, sir?"

"Yes, a hope that any Greek could also, one day, take his or her place among the gods." The professor paused. "And it also expresses the Greek's interest in the aesthetic qualities of the adolescent male, which at the time was considered the height of beauty."

"I see." Tanner paused, blushing slightly. "Thanks." As he turned to leave, the mountain of books in Tanner's arms slipped and fell to the floor, bouncing in all directions, "Shit!" He said without thinking.

The professor bent to help Tanner and noticed something strange. As Tanner squatted to pick up his books, his shirt lifted at the back to revel his smooth skin and the band of his underwear. Seeing the underwear in and of itself was nothing unusual, or cause for surprise, but Professor Lopez noticed that the band was a bright red, and beneath that bright red band was a white brief decorated with playful images of Superman. It seems Tanner has a more youthful side beneath his intelligent exterior.

The Professor said nothing regarding what he saw, but helped Tanner collect his books.

"Thanks," Tanner said and left the classroom.

The Professor looked after him and muttered to himself, "Finally. He'll be the one." And in his mind, as a smile spread across his face, a plan was all ready forming.