Ganymede: Part 4

Tanner awoke the next morning with his thumb still in his mouth and his teddy bear still wrapped in his arms. As usual, whenever he was able to sleep this way, he always had the best night's rest. He woke feeling refreshed and ready for the day, especially since he had had such an incredible dream during the night.

Pulling back the covers, Tanner slide off his bed--still clutching his teddy--and moved over to his laptop. The weight of his diaper was considerable, but he knew it could wait a few more minutes. After all, he wanted to take a shower immediately after the diaper came off.

He opened his laptop and signed into his Diaper-Bois account. As BabyT, Tanner hoped that someday a "Daddy" would contact him. Some did. Truthfully, there are more "Babies" out there than "Daddies." For the most part, "Daddies" tend to get bombarded with messages and requests. Tanner imagined the whole process is probably exhausting and frustrating for al the Daddies out there.

As for the "baby" side, Tanner found it equally frustrating. Daddies tended to vary in their desires, drastically. Some want nothing more than to watch an Adult Baby act like a baby; however, they don't provide any sort of direction in what they want to see. Tanner could usually think of a few things, but not everything.

Other Daddies were far too specific in what they wanted. Still, others were far too strict. Tanner had yet to meet anyone who occupied a happy medium. However, he hoped that the profile currently filling up the screen of his laptop was different. He hoped that the Daddy he was looking at was exactly the type of Daddy he wanted.

The profile didn't have a face picture. Instead the Daddy opted for a picture of a stack of diapers and bottle full of milk. Tanner liked this picture because the focus wasn't on the Daddy's looks, but on a possible future relationship. Like Tanner, this Daddy didn't want to show his face yet. Tanner imagined that he wanted to get to know his baby before providing a facial picture.

However, it wasn't the picture that had drawn Tanner's attention to the profile. After all, plenty of profiles failed to provide anything other than the most basic information. No, what drew Tanner's interest in the profile first was the screen name: TheProfessor. After seeing the screen name, TheProfessor's bio also proved intriguing: "I am a teacher, day and night. And so, I am looking for a baby to teach, one who is willing to learn what it really takes to be a good baby boy."

Tanner gets excited every time he reads TheProfessor's bio, especially considering that TheProfessor lives in the same city where Tanner goes to school. And after taking a number of classes, Tanner felt that he had finally found out TheProfessor's secret identity. Professor Lopez's reaction to seeing Tanner's underwear the previous day proved this, which included more than Lopez's facial reaction as a light bulge at his crotch was just noticeable.

The memory made Tanner all the more sure that Professor Lopez and TheProfessor were one and the same. All that was left now was making contact, and Tanner decided on taking two courses of action.

The first was the simplest, a message. Nothing complicated, just a quick "Hello" message. Tanner wrote, "Hi! I saw your profile, liked it, and decided to say 'hello'…. Hello! Hehe!"

The second course of action was admittedly a bit more complicated, but before Tanner could enact his plan he had to take a shower; his flooded diaper was almost bursting, and so he waddled to the bathroom to get ready for the day. He set his teddy bear on the sink so he wouldn't be too far away.

After his shower, Tanner got dressed (X-Men underwear this time), packed his back pack, and grabbed a bottle of water from the small fridge in his dorm. He quickly drank it down and filled it from the tap in the bathroom. He drank that one, too.

Tanner drank as much water as his stomach could hold. It was uncomfortable, but he hoped it would be worth it. The next step in his plan was to visit Professor Lopez during office hours and ask a few questions about the upcoming paper. All the while, Tanner would be fighting what would soon be a very full bladder.

Not until a some time later, when he knocked on Professor Lopez's door and was invited in, did Tanner think his plan might be a bad idea.

Ganymede: Part 3

Meanwhile, Professor Lopez found that he could not sleep. The image of Tanner and his cute underwear kept playing with his mind as he lie in bed. In fact, now that he was thinking about it, what if Tanner meant for him to see his underwear? And if so, what did that mean? Was Tanner trying to say something without actually uttering the words? Trying to express a secret wish?

So many questions ran through his mind that night, so many that he decided to just get out of bed. After all, he wouldn't be able to sleep for a while.

In a tight blue t-shirt and matching briefs, Lopez moved to his desk and turned on his laptop. He'd been a member of all the various ABDL websites out there for a long time now. Hell, he even remembered when there was seemingly only one: DPF. Such websites have continuously provided him with comfort in just knowing that others out there felt the same way he did.

Well, that's not entirely true. See, Lopez does not like wearing diapers. He never felt the desire like so many other boys. Instead, he felt an unusual inclination to protect and take care of those who do want to wear diapers.

However, he always ran into the same problems. Many of the boys he met online were only interested in jerking off with him online and never speaking to him again. Of course, this didn't bother Lopez that much since he'd get satisfaction out of the chat sessions, too. But he wanted something more, something beyond titilation and a quick jerk. After all these years, what he truly desired was a baby boy of his own, someone who wanted to be treated like a baby all the time, not just in random chat sessions.

There have been some boys who seemed interested. There was some heavy flirtation, some hot chat role-play sessions, and a couple of webcam viewings that led Lopez to believe he'd found the baby for him. The problem was that many of the babies he'd encountered over the years were just too far away. This is on top of the fact that many of them simply just stopped talking to him.

But he kept pushing on, hopefully engaging the next baby. The image of Tanner's playful underwear swam into his mind again, and his own underwear grew tight as he sat there in front of his laptop.

With Tanner's beautiful body planted firmly in his head, Lopez began to search through his favorite websites. Not for the usual pictures and videos, but for individual members. He was determined to find Tanner among all the babies and daddies, to find out if the boy was indeed an AB.

Naturally, his first concern was whether Tanner used his real name or not. So many do not reveal their faces, let alone their true names. Instead, he'd have to look for similarities, such as in age, appearance, and needs, not to mention location. Location could be a problem as well since so many university students don't actually live where they go to school, keeping the address of their parents as their home address.

Nevertheless, Lopez felt hopeful, and so did his hard cock.

Hours went by, and he did start to lose some of that hope when his search failed to yield any results. But finally, on a site called Diaper-Bois, he found exactly who he was looking for, or at least so he hoped. Under the screen name of BabyT was a boy of Tanner's age who lived and went to school at the university. And from the pictures, though no head was visible, Lopez noticed the same skin tone, build, and the very same pair of underroos he'd seen that very afternoon. He was sure that BabyT was Tanner, or at least he was mostly sure.

He clicked through all the pictures, twenty-two in all, and found himself growing more and more excited. There was Tanner in various poses, showing off his diapers; cute boys, after all, love showing off their diapers. Some of the pictures were of his stuffed animals, and there was a close up of his mouth with his paci firmly held in place.

The professor's cock pulsated, pushed against his underwear, threatening to tear its way through the fabric. Still making his way through BabyT's pictures, and without really thinking about it, Lopez reached into his briefs and pulled out his cock. His hand started to move up and down slowly. He imagined Tanner's sweet lips opening, slowly taking in all of Lopez's shaft. Tanner's lips would start at the tip and widen as they took it all. Lopez moved his hand along with his imagination, and as he did so, more and more of the image began to materialize.

In Lopez's mind, BabyT knelt before the professor, filling his mouth with Daddy's huge cock, taking it all in and moving up and down. Lopez would look over BabyT and see a sagging, wet, and possibly messy diaper. Just Daddy's baby, sucking on his "big" pacifier. Daddy's hand would move to the back of BabyT's head, guiding his baby, fast then slow, then fast again; and his baby would moan in satisfaction, happy to please his daddy so much.

The pressure built in Lopez's hard cock; the pleasure rode up his shaft in waves. Just then, as he came closer and closer to climax, quilt filled his mind.

How could he imagine a student like this? As the teacher he's supposed to be the "adult," right? How could he sit here and think of Tanner sucking his dick?

Those oh-so-sweet lips…. Daddy's little baby boy….

Despite the late surge of guilt, Lopez couldn't hold back anymore.

"OHHHH!" He screamed as his cock shot a huge load of come all over his chest, soaking his shirt. His body shuddered, convulsing with each pulsating wave of his orgasm. After a minute or two, the pulsing in his cock slowed, and with it the swelling of his cock.

As his orgasm subsided, the guilt that had made such a late surge in is own head, the guilt that had been pushed aside by his animalistic urges, resurfaced.

"I can't do this. He's a student. I'm a professor. I'm an adult," he thought.

And with that, Lopez removed his shirt and underwear, logged out of his Diaper-Bois profile and closed the browser window.

"That's the last I'll think of that." Lopez told himself that the idea he'd had earlier in the day was impossible, and he vowed to maintain his teacher-student relationship with Tanner no matter what the boy decided to wear to class.

Feeling a bit sad, but "morally" energized, Lopez stepped in his shower and tried to wash away the image of Tanner and those oh-so-cute underoos.

However, he was as yet completely unaware of just how hard washing away Tanner would be.