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Adam and Neil 7: The Big Bro lunarrush

Sometime during the night, Adam woke and looked around in surprise. After a few moments, he realized where he was. Terry's arms were still wrapped around him, and he could feel the diaper pinned around his waist keenly. It felt like a puffy pillow between his legs, hot and thick enough to keep them spread apart. He blushed as he looked down at it, though there was a blanket spread over the two of them he could still see just how thick it was down there.

As his senses fully returned to him, the brown fox realized why he'd woken up: he had to pee. Adam squirmed lightly but heard Terry groan in his sleep and was pulled in closer by the red fox. He grunted in surprise but knew there was no way he was getting out of here without waking the other diapered fox up.

Adam looked up at the bars that rose over him as helplessly as an actual toddler. His bladder constantly twinged, reminding him that he wasn't going to be able to hold back for too long. He looked around, but couldn't see a clock in the dim lighting that he realized was coming from a night light across the room. He had no idea how much longer the night was going to last.

Adam considered his options. He could wake Terry up, but would they even be able to make it in time? By the time the other fox was cognizant enough to help him, and they got the crib bars lowered, he'd undoubtedly be desperate. He could always try to sneak out of Terry's arms, but would he even be able to lower the bars on his own? Then, there was invariably the option currently taped firmly to his hind end.

The thought of wetting the diaper made Adam's cock stir to life quicker than he'd ever thought possible. Within seconds, his dick went from soft as could be, to hard as a rock with a fully pulsing knot. He whined and blushed, squirming despite the fact there was nobody awake to even see the reaction he'd had. It didn't make it any less humbling to realize that he was incredibly turned on by the thought he'd have to submit to wetting his diapers like a little pup.

Adam's mind started to reason through it. Neil had put this on him with the expectation he might have to use it. Was it really so strange that he'd end up doing precisely what was expected? Of course, there was also his curiosity, what would it feel like to have a thick wet diaper on? As he thought, his blush deepened, and he squirmed a bit more against Terry's grip without even thinking about it.

Terry grunted again in his sleep, and Adam froze. He felt the other fox's grip loosen and pull away and held his breath. One part of the brown fox was hoping Terry had woken up, so he could help with this predicament. Another part held out that Terry hadn't woken up, and that Adam would still have to use his diapers. That part made his dick twitch as he waited with bated breath to see whether the red fox had woken or not.

When Adam heard Terry's heavy breathing resume, he let out a sigh that was half relief and half desperation. He slowly sat up, looking at the top of the bars above him and moving carefully. Adam felt the weight of the pee in his bladder get stronger as he sat up and realized that he had only made it harder to hold. One hand went down to grip his cock, though it couldn't find its way into the well-taped diaper and was only able to grasp down from outside the thick padding.

Adam stood up slowly on the crib mattress. He looked down and realized Terry was still out, thankfully the other fox seemed to be a heavy sleeper. As he got to his feet, he started to examine the side of the crib to see if he could figure out how to open it up. As he looked at the latching mechanism, he realized one thing: this was obviously meant to be opened from the outside. While it looked like it could be opened from here, it seemed it would be much tricker and more time-consuming.

Adam whimpered aloud as he felt the weight on his bladder even more keenly with every second. Yet, he couldn't deny the excitement part of him felt over this. Part of him felt humiliated at the prospect of being stuck in a wet diaper until morning. Another part had his cock hard as a rock in the front of his pampers at the idea. The brown fox reached through as his mind came to a conclusion. He'd try to get out and try to make it, and if he didn't, then so be it.

Adam started to fumble with the latch of the crib. For the first few seconds, he couldn't even figure out how to make it move. His left hand remained locked down over his diaper front, gripping the head of his hard cock as he danced back and forth as little as he could. He kept one eye on Terry, but it didn't seem the fox was going to wake up anytime soon. As he fumbled with one hand, Adam felt the urge to release growing stronger and realized that he very well might not make it only because the lock had foiled him.

Adam started to get more desperate and finally figured out how to make the latch work. It required all the strength one hand could muster to get it to move along at all, and as he pushed, he desperately crossed his legs to hold back the impending flood that would come soon enough if the dam within him couldn't handle it anymore. As he pushed the latch as far as he could with one hand, his heart sunk. This wasn't going to be something he could open with just one hand.

Adam whined as he looked at the latch and desperately tried to push it a bit further along. When it wouldn't budge, he knew what he had to do if he wanted to use the bathroom. He took his hand from his crotch and felt the urge begin to grow stronger as he fumbled his left hand through the bars and started to push with both his hands.

It seemed, for a moment, he wasn't going to be able to unlock the crib. Foiled by the baby bars, Adam felt like he was full to the point of bursting and had a feeling he wasn't going to be able to hold back much longer. Then, with a click, the bars over his wrists fell down just enough that he knew he'd gotten it. In surprise, he'd nearly lifted them back into the locked position, but thankfully they'd not latched closed again.

Adam lowered the bars down and stepped out of the crib gingerly. The extra bulk between his legs caught him off guard, and he stumbled as he got to the floor. He looked around the mostly dark room and realized he didn't even know where the bathroom was. He'd just have to find it, of course, that would be easier said than done in the dark.

As Adam looked around, his eyes fell on a flashlight. It was shaped like a honey bee with the light set to come out of the stinger. The brown fox felt a rush of embarrassment as he reached out to pick up the flashlight. He looked every bit the part of a toddler trying to make it to the toilet in the middle of the night so he wouldn't end up with a wet diaper. The only difference was, he was tall as a college student should be and far more desperate to make it on time and avoid the humbling experience of wetting himself.

Adam started toward the door as his right hand held down on the bee firmly to light up the end of it. His left gripped his crotch tightly, trying to act as a last line of defense if his body gave up. Every step was taken gingerly, and with quite a bit of squirming as stretching his legs apart didn't make holding back any more manageable. He whimpered as he realized how humiliating this would be if either Neil or Terry was awake right now. He looked like a little kid doing the potty dance to hold back on an urge that was slowly growing too strong to ignore.

As Adam made his way out of the room, he realized that must be the bathroom ahead. Yet, the same thing that made him so sure it was the right room made his heart sink in disappointment. The light in the room was on, the fan was humming inside. Neil must be in there right now. In all his desperation to escape the confines of the crib, he'd not even considered that possibility.

Adam moved over to the door, wondering if he should knock and ask Neil to hurry up in there. His bladder's constant twinging was like a hum through his whole body right now. He didn't know if he'd even be able to last another minute like this. Then a thought occurred to him, what if Neil stopped him from using the toilet.

The thought of it made Adam's insides squirm. He could imagine it, him knocking on the door and being told he should just use his diaper. He whined out loud and heard the wolf's voice ring out from the other side of the door.

"Is that you, Adam?" Neil asked before pausing for a response.

"U-uhh... Neil... Would it be alright if I got in there," Adam whined, his cheeks lighting up as every word came out just a bit more desperate than the last.

Adam heard the toilet flush through the door. The sound of running water certainly didn't make it any easier to hold back the flood that was trying to break out of him and leave him feeling like a humiliated puppy. Then, as the door creaked open, Adam rushed forward and desperately made his way into the room. He reached down and fumbled with his diaper, desperate to use the toilet, but as he did, he realized it was already too late.

The stream started out small. Adam wasn't even aware you could take a piss with a boner like this, but sure enough, his body was making it happen. The fox's head drooped in defeat as he realized that even if he managed to fumble his prick out of his padding in his flustered state, it would just end up getting everywhere.

The fact he was wetting himself right in front of his boyfriend only dawned on him as the relief of letting go finally ebbed away. Adam turned toward Neil, and his blush grew as he sheepishly let the last of the flow peter out into the thick padding covering his crotch. Adam wanted to sink through the floor at that moment. He wasn't sure what Neil was about to say, but he felt utterly like a baby standing there with a wet diaper taped to his rump.

Neil moved in, and before Adam could do a thing, he felt the wolf's arms wrap around him. He was surprised as Neil expertly hugged him in and held him tight. He felt even smaller, being held and hugged in like this despite what had just happened.

"Its alright, cutie. I expected something like that might happen. I mean, you were being cuddled pretty tightly by Terry, and with the crib bars in the way, I mean, its only to be expected, right?" Neil said as a hand reached down and gave the front of the wet diaper a squeeze.

Adam gasped as he felt the hand grasping down on his member through the wet diaper. It was a far more pleasant sensation than he'd been expecting, warm and degrading all at once. He looked down As Neil's fingertips slowly tightened down. All he could feel was the bulk of the padding squeezing around his member and the pleasant warmth of his own pee soaked padding being pressed up against his crotch.

Adam's cock twitched helplessly in his diaper front. The mixed feelings of wetting himself like this were a cocktail that left him unable to even speak properly. The way Neil's arms were pressed in from both sides blanketed him in security and told him it was okay to enjoy this. Yet, at the same time, he felt utterly like a little baby standing there with his diaper wet like this. His cock twitched impatiently against his diaper front, obviously wanting the pleasure to intensify.

"Aww, maybe we'll have to get some more of these for you. After all, you'd hate to have to wash your sheets if you had another accident in the dorm, wouldn't you?" Neil said as he kissed the side of Adam's neck.

Adam whimpered, and his ears folded submissively. He knew something like that was coming, it was clear to him from the moment he'd been strapped into the diaper earlier that night. Really, it had been apparent from the moment Neil started treating him more like a little kid. First, keeping him in kiddy briefs, then locking down his computer and admonishing him to be a good boy. This was really the next logical step along.

Yet, the thought of anyone else finding out about this made Adam panic a bit. What if someone in the dorm room caught him in them? What if the waistband peeked out over the top of his pants and gave the game away. Surely he couldn't wear these outside Terry's house, right?

Then, he felt Neil's arms around him and knew what the answer was. He could do whatever the wolf wanted because he loved the way it made him feel to be dominated like this. It was a realization that he'd had multiple times over the last several days. He'd just not realized yet that the answer would apply to something quite so blush-inducing as getting diapers strapped to his butt whenever the wolf wanted.

"Of course, I think you'll still be good to wear your cartoon underoos during the day. After all, you've only had a nighttime accident so far. They're just to protect your mattress and me from getting wet, right?" Neil continued, making it apparent this wasn't going to be an all at once sort of transition.

The fact Neil was taking it slow made Adam feel more sure that this would all be alright. Yet, he couldn't help but notice the trend. He realized that soon this might be a blush-inducing part of his wardrobe even during the day. It made him feel all the more helplessly under Neil's spell when he realized that he'd just have to accept it when it happened. He felt like a dumb diapered puppy as he leaned back and whined when Neil squeezed his diaper front again.

The moment seemed to last for several minutes. The two of them simply stood there as Neil embraced Adam from behind. The feelings rushing through the fox kept him off guard and ensured every move of the wolf made him moan. His cock's incessant twitching kept up as his mind went over the key points of what was happening to him again and again.

Yet, as the wolf let go, Adam wished he had held on just a bit longer. Neil grinned at him with that same confident smile that drained away the feelings of defiance of his humbling fate more surely than any placating words could have. Adam wanted to get in the shower, he wanted to let some hot water pour over him and let it try to wash away this stain of embarrassment, but knew it wouldn't help at all except for giving him a chance to deal with his still hard dick.

A shower wasn't in the cards, though. After all, this was an unfamiliar place, and Neil leading him back into the other room. As Adam started to walk along, he realized just how loud the crinkling of the diaper around his waist was in the silent house. Every step was a reminder of precisely what he was wearing and what he'd just done in it.

"Alright cutie, I think you need to go back to bed for a while. After all, its only about three in the morning, and we can't have you super tired tomorrow," Neil whispered quietly as he led Adam along and back into the bedroom with the crib in it.

Adam could see Terry was still laying in the crib. He'd left the side down when he'd snuck out to go to the bathroom, and obviously, the other fox hadn't been disturbed enough to wake up.

"Umm, do you think... maybe... I could get a change, or maybe go back to my undies for the rest of the night?" Adam asked, obviously humiliated by the mere act of having to ask his boyfriend for a diaper change.

"Hmm, I don't think it'd be a good idea to go back to your undies. After all, you've already had one accident tonight. Who's to say you won't have another?" Neil teased as he led Adam across the room, "Besides, those are meant to hold way more than one wetting, and it'd be a shame to waste Terry's supply."

Adam had the distinct feeling that the capacity of the diapers had nothing to do with the fact he'd be kept in this one tonight. The way the wolf was grinning at him made him feel even more sheepishly small, and the fact he wasn't going to be able to hide the fact he'd wet himself during the night from Terry in the morning made him feel even more blushy.

As the two of them stood beside the crib, and Adam looked down at the other fox resting there, he realized that he wanted to be in Neil's arms instead. He turned toward the wolf, unable to meet his gaze, and wondered if he'd be able to ask to spend the rest of the night with him while feeling this flustered. Would he even listen?

Neil gave him that same understanding smile that made his heart melt. As if he understood entirely without a word having to go between them, he bent down and pulled the bars back up. As he clicked them into place, he moved over and gave Adam another hug.

"Alright, I think maybe it'd be better if you slept with me tonight. Isn't that right, cutie?" Neil whispered right into the fox's lowered ear.

Adam couldn't muster the voice to respond. So, instead, he merely nodded. Neil felt his head nod and chuckled lightly as he squeezed the flustered fox a bit tighter before releasing him and retaking hold of his hand.

Adam led the way across the bedroom to the corner where the hammock bed lay waiting. On it, a soft-looking blue fluffy blanket was already laid out as well as a body pillow. It looked extremely comfortable, particularly because he knew exactly who he'd be laying beside in it. Neil simply lay back down in it, and Adam took a moment to enjoy the sight of his boyfriend lying there in a pair of boxer briefs as the wolf got comfortable in the hammock.

"Alright, your turn," Neil said softly, obviously still trying to avoid waking Terry, who was slumbering obliviously in the closed crib.

Adam sat down on the hammock and felt it tip toward him. He wasn't used to these things, and he'd only ever laid in one once in his life. Before he tipped the whole thing, however, he felt the strong arms of the wolf pull him over the edge and lay him down in it. The whole thing rocked back and forth slightly with every move either of them made, but it was undoubtedly part of the appeal of having a bed like this in the first place.

"Heh, what do you think of this, foxy?" Neil teased gently as he held Adam close.

"I... I like it," Adam said, snuggling back into his boyfriend's grip as he enjoyed the gentle rocking of the bed around him.

"Maybe we'll have to get one of these for your room. Can you imagine how it'd feel to have sex with all this rocking?" Neil whispered as his hand moved down to gently stroke Adam's stomach.

Adam nearly giggled because his stomach was still sensitive from getting tickled earlier. Neil sighed contentedly as he held the fox in close. Adam knew Terry would probably be jealous in the morning. Still, it did make the brown fox feel better to be held and cuddled like this after he'd just been forced by circumstance to do something so wholly debasing that he'd probably never be able to forget it.

"Oh, and if you should need to go again tonight, don't bother trying to get up. I'll know, and I don't think you need to be sneaking off to the bathroom on your own again. After all, your diaper's already wet, might as well put it to use if you need to, right?" Neil whispered sensually before giving Adam's neck another gentle kiss.

Adam groaned as the edict came down from his boyfriend, but he knew precisely why he'd said it. In a hammock, like this, there was no way he'd be able to get out of bed without waking Neil up. Hell, it was likely an attempt to do so would leave them both in a pile on the floor, and that was the last thing he wanted, especially if he got as desperate as he had last time.

As the two of them lay together, the fox held in the bigger wolf's embrace, Adam realized that he'd definitely not emptied his bladder completely earlier. There was a good chance he'd have to go again before Neil woke up. The thought of laying here and wetting his diapers made him feel all the more babyish, yet what was he going to do about it since he'd already been told that was the only option he had?

Adam nearly considered asking Neil if he could go to the restroom right now, to potentially avoid this potential humiliation. Yet, as he listened, he realized the wolf was already asleep again. His deep breathing and the rhythmic rise and fall of his chest made it completely obvious. Adam whined lightly and felt his cock still tenting his diaper. It twitched when he thought of how babyish it would be to wet his diapers again, and the fact it twitched made him squirm lightly in chagrin that part of him completely loved this.

For now, Adam was going to try to go back to sleep. He could always hope that he wouldn't be forced to put his diapers to use again before dawn, and being asleep would undoubtedly help with that. The fact he was still incredibly horny made falling asleep that much more difficult though, and what's more, the wolf who's arms were firmly wrapped around him was the very one who'd denied him an orgasm last night.

Adam eventually found his hands down near his crotch. He didn't dare to reach inside and play with himself. After all, he'd just end up waking Neil up, and he had no illusions that the wolf would relax his stance on keeping the fox chaste until the morning. Instead, his hands pressed to the outside of the thick pampers firmly tented over his hard cock, hopeful he might be able to feel the sensation of rubbing it through the thick padding.

Yet, as his hand pressed down, all he could feel was soggy padding wrapped around his length. No matter how hard he pushed, all he could feel was a thick diaper between his nimble fingers and his twitchingly hard dick. He groaned, he knew he couldn't afford to get much more frisky than he was right now or he'd surely wake Neil up. Yet, he had serious doubts that even fully humping his hand with his pampered crotch would get him off.

So, despite his own horniness, Adam did his best to drift off. He closed his eyes, his hand still on the front of his diaper if out of mere habit more than anything else. Every crinkle he made if he so much as shifted a leg a little reminder that he was being treated like a runty baby fox and that he had almost no recourse for that.

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After what seemed like hours to the diaper bound fox but was likely more like minutes, Adam finally managed to drift to sleep. His dreams were haunted by thoughts of what would have happened if he'd been in a diaper instead of kiddy briefs when he'd visited the gym and gotten bullied yesterday. Of course, they were also twinged with affection for his boyfriend, and the warmth of his embrace chased away the humiliating dreams whenever he started squirming too much and got hugged in.

Despite his restless sleep, Adam woke up first. He could still feel Neil's arms firmly around him, despite the fact he'd obviously tossed and turned quite a bit from his racing mind creating dreams that left him both humiliated and horny. He saw light creeping in through one of the windows and knew it wouldn't be too much longer before Neil woke up.

Adam felt the twinge of his bladder again and knew he wasn't going to be able to hold out. After all, Neil had definitely told him last night not to wake him up if he needed to go to the bathroom. Still, it made the fox feel extra squirmy that he only had one option left: to wet himself right here in his boyfriend's arms.

Adam wasn't sure whether Neil's embrace made this easier or harder. On the one hand, his arms left little choice for what was coming next. On the other, they made him feel far more secure that he wouldn't be hated for doing this. Maybe he'd be teased about it a bit, sure, but when wasn't that true of his relationship so far? After all, he was already a little puppy on his own computer, he was already wearing underwear that would bring a blush to any but the youngest, what more was this next step?

Yet, as he thought about it, Adam realized that it was a lot harder to wet yourself when you wanted to than when it wasn't optional. He tried to push but lying down like this, his body simply told him that it wasn't time yet and held back. It didn't help that, once again, his cock was stiffening at everything that was going on around him.

As he lay there, trying his best to let go, Adam felt Neil shift a bit behind him. Hopeful that maybe this wasn't necessary, he listened for a moment. His ears drooped as he realized Neil was still breathing deeply, damn, he wasn't awake yet. He went back to concentrating on the task at hand as his bladder started to feel more full. It was nearly tortuous that his body would make him feel an urge like this when his subconscious mind was obviously overriding his choice to just do it.

Finally, after nearly ten minutes of laying in Neil's grip and trying to let go, Adam felt the first trickle into his diaper. As he finally relaxed, the stream built up in power, and soon he could hear a hissing noise as his stream splashed the padding wrapped over it and got absorbed into the thirsty diaper. His cheeks felt hot, but he knew it was obviously better that he took care of this now since he didn't want to wake his boyfriend up.

As he released, Adam looked around the room and realized, much to his horror, that Terry was awake and looking right at him. The red fox gave him a bit of a smirk, he knew very well what Adam had just done. The brown fox silently berated himself for not looking around before. The fact that Neil had seen it last night was enough to make him feel smaller, the fact someone else he hardly knew had seen it was enough to make him shrivel in embarrassment.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" Terry asked quietly, obviously not wanting to disturb Neil any more than Adam had a minute ago.

"Umm... I... I..." Adam stuttered, the words refusing to form any coherent sentence as he scrambled to find some way to explain himself.

"Its alright. I mean, obviously, you know I wear them too. It gets easier, you know, but it never stops tasting like pure submission," Terry replied, his words obviously trying to placate the sheepish fox across the room.

Adam whined and heard Terry chuckle, "You really are adorable. Don't you worry, Neil will take good care of you. I will, too, after all, Neil isn't the kind of guy that likes exclusive relationships. I hope you're okay with that. After all, it makes life much more fun."

Adam felt a bit shocked at those words. Then, it slowly dawned on him, Terry wasn't just some fuckbuddy or an ex, he was someone who got dominated by Neil far more often than the wolf had let on. How did he feel about this? Really, as he thought about it, he realized that what Terry had said rung true for him. It was fun having more than one partner. Their little three-way last night had left him so horny he'd nearly been unable to sleep afterward.

"Umm.... but aren't y-you submissive too?" Adam replied, gulping nervously as he tried to fight back his own submissive feelings long enough to get a sentence out.

"Depends. There might be times I'll be subby, there might be times I'm dominant. I think either way though you'll like it. Heh, who knows, if you keep getting more submissive I might be babysitting you for him sooner than you think," Terry teased, obviously enjoying just how flustered the fox opposite him was.

Adam whined lightly, yet he had to admit to himself that he liked this idea. In fact, it opened up a whole new world of possibilities to him. If Neil really did want that kind of relationship, it meant he wouldn't ever have to hide if he liked the idea of having sex with someone else. Of course, he'd talk it over with Neil, but he'd probably just wait for the wolf to bring it up first. After all, the last thing he wanted was to sour a good thing by asking for something like that.

"Bet you're super wet, huh? You know, I'm going to try to convince Neil that you need diapers today too, cutie. After all, you look positively adorable in them, and I think you'd like to get to feel extra subby since he's keeping you in diapers, but I get to wear some underwear, isn't that right?" Terry teased, sticking his tongue out at Adam.

"O-oh come on... if you get to wear underwear, I do too," Adam replied, only realizing afterward how much he sounded like a whiny pup when he said it.

"Hehe, no way, you're definitely the little bro here. I mean, I didn't even... well... not as much as you anyway," Terry said, obviously enjoying teasing the squirmy brown fox.

Adam knew what he meant, and his eyes drifted down. He could see the wetness indicators had faded from the front of the red fox's diaper and was genuinely surprised. When had Terry wet it, was he even awake when it'd happened... or did he do it just because it felt good? Either way, though, with this knowledge in hand, Adam felt a bit more confident than he had been only moments ago.

"No way, you're definitely the little bro. I mean, you're the one who has diapers and all that," Adam teased back, liking Terry more and more despite their apparent competition to prove who was the bigger sub.

"Heh, you're both the little bro in my eyes," Neil said suddenly, catching Adam by surprise since he'd not been paying enough attention to realize the wolf had woken up, "but if you want to try to prove otherwise, I think I'll enjoy the show."

Terry blushed too, Adam knew the wolf's words brought out the red fox's inner submissive as surely as it did his own. What was it about Neil's infectious smile and calm way of speaking that was just so deliciously dominating?

"Umm... well, I think that'd be fun," Terry replied as he tried to recover from the shock of suddenly being pushed into submission mid trying to dominate Adam.

"Good. Whoever loses can be diapered when we go out later today," Niel teased as he hugged Adam in possessively.

Adam was surprised as Neil sat up and quickly scooped him up. He whimpered as he felt himself being carried as the wolf stood from the hammock and started toward the crib with him. Then, before he could say another word, the fox was unceremoniously deposited over the bars of the pen and placed gently down beside Terry.

"I'm going to go make some breakfast. I think whoever's got their soggy diaper in the other's face by the time I get back will win the first point toward being the big bro for the day. See you in a few minutes cuties," Neil teased with a playful smirk on his face that said he had absolutely no intention of leaving them to wrestle without checking up on them every few minutes.

As Neil started to walk away, Adam turned toward Terry to see the fox had already moved from where he was sitting. He was surprised when he felt himself being hugged in from behind, and yipped as he was slid back and laid down.

"Heh, you heard him, little bro. Time to get babysat, but don't worry, I'll make sure its fun for you too," Terry said playfully, obviously trying to get the upper hand from the beginning so he could try to keep the lead.

Adam squirmed and very nearly got out of the other fox's grip. That is until he felt Terry's hand shoot down the front of his soggy padding and grab hold of his cock. The red fox's fingers locked tightly under his knot, and he whined as this extra leverage gave Terry precisely what he needed to get on top in the situation.

Adam grunted as he felt Terry's soggy diaper pressed firmly to his nose. The red fox was right, it wasn't as wet as his own by any stretch of the imagination, but it was pressed just right to ensure every breath was tainted by musky fox piss. It was incredibly domineering to feel the padded rump sitting down on top of him, especially as he felt his cock being groped and played with while it slowly grew larger.

"Don't you worry, little bro. I have just the way to keep you where you belong," Terry teased as his legs squeezed in from either side to keep his nose pointed up and ensure he was stuck sniffing diaper for as long as he remained caught.

Adam squirmed against the red fox's grip, but with one hand locked firmly around his dick and the pent up orgasm from last night begging to be let out, his muscles simply didn't want to obey as pleasure washed through him. He could hear Terry chuckling above him, but couldn't exactly do much about it as his dick hardened quickly and gave the other fox his knot to hold onto.

That's when it happened. Adam felt a sudden lift as his butt was pulled up. Terry used one hand below his rear and, of course, the grip on his dick to guide him up, and before he knew it, his knees were tucked under the fox's armpits, ensuring any squirming would be much harder to accomplish.

Adam mewled and squirmed, but knew it was too late as Terry slid backward with him and planted the top of his head gently against one of the crib bars. Now he couldn't go one way with squirming, and the other he'd have to fight the contortion it would put on his body to squirm out. He kicked his legs uselessly, but the fox's armpits kept them planted right where they belonged as Terry playfully groped his cock.

"Awww, there we go, little bro. You like the way my hand feels?" Terry teased as he continued to stroke along Adam's length.

Adam grunted, gritted his teeth, and tried to struggle to either side. The feet planted beside his head locked him from getting away from sniffing the wet crotch held to his nose. All he could see was thickly diapered rump, and as he took in every breath, he realized he could even smell the oil and talcum powder. As he wriggled, the red fox's hand steadily milked at his length, both ensuring his struggles couldn't ever reach their full potential and never going strongly enough that Adam had any real chance of getting off.

Now he was pinned, all Adam could only squirm, grunt, and wriggle helplessly as he was played with by the red fox on top of him. Though it was definitely embarrassing to be forced to sniff the other fox's wet diaper, it also held an element of eroticism that kept his dick dribbling precum into the other fox's steadily groping fingers. His sensitive knot was used to ensure that even if he gave it his all, he wasn't going anywhere. Though his hands reached up to try to shift Terry, the very bars that kept Adam from going one direction also ensured he had enough leverage to keep the brown fox exactly where he wanted him.

After a few minutes, Neil returned. Adam heard him chuckle and lowered his ears. He knew he'd already lost, but wasn't ready to just give up. He squirmed valiantly but didn't get anywhere as the wolf looked down at the two diapered vulpines fighting in the pen.

"Alright, I think you've proven your point. The first point goes to Terry since he kept Adam very babysat," Neil teased as Adam's cheeks went bright red.

One point down. How many rounds would there be? The thought of getting led out in public with a thick diaper below his jeans was certainly blush-inducing. He had to focus, but how could he when Terry had a tool like the lust that had built up in him all night long on his side? As Terry let his legs go and got off his face he couldn't help but groan loudly, he had to find some way to pull this out before he ended up in that situation.

"Hehe, how about you go take a shower, Adam? You can change into your undies for a while after that, and I know how much you love your nice hot showers. Just remember, no masturbating. After all, you need to be ready for a future round," Neil teased as he pulled the release lever on the side of the crib and slowly lowered the bars.

Adam blushed as he got to his feet, but wondered what Terry was going to do while he took his shower. Terry got to his feet immediately afterward, and Adam had a feeling he knew exactly what as he was followed into the bathroom.

"Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on him and make sure there's no masturbating," Terry teased, obviously enjoying his new sense of power after so completely pinning Adam down.

Adam was about to interject when Neil said, "That's a good idea. Breakfast will be about twenty minutes more, can you make sure he gets out and dry in time?"

"Of course, after all, little guys like him should definitely be looked after in the shower," Terry teased, causing Adam's blush to get all the hotter.

Adam wasn't going to argue with the two of them, mainly because he actually found it kind of hot to have someone watching him shower. He walked into the bathroom, followed closely by Terry, then whined as he felt the fox's hands reach around him and pull the tabs of his diaper to let it drop away.

Adam instinctively covered his crotch as he was nude, but as he saw the smirk on Terry's face, he knew this was exactly what the red fox had planned. If he was going to get out of this vortex of submission, he had to focus. So, rather than let himself feel embarrassed about being naked in front of the other fox, Adam decided to own it and simply got in the shower while Terry sat down on the toilet.

As Adam started the water, he let it run over his hand for a few moments as he found the perfect, steamy warm temperature, to leave it at. Soon, he stepped in and pulled the curtain closed behind him, then pulled the tab and let the hot water start to rain down on him from above. The heat and patter of the water calmed him, as he let it flow down and over his whole body from the nape of his neck to the bottom of his feet.

Adam was tempted to scratch the itch waiting in his crotch but knew it wouldn't be a good idea. He knew it wouldn't be too much longer before whatever Neil had in mind for getting off this morning, and knew the orgasm would be even more incredible once he finally got to it from being pent up so much. He slid his hands down his body, running them through his fur as the steam-filled up the shower booth and surrounded him.

Adam looked around and found a bottle of fur wash. It looked quite a bit fancier than the one he had at home, and he popped the lid open to give it a sniff. The light scent of lavender greeted him, a welcome scent though one that was undoubtedly a bit feminine. Of course, it was also one of his favorites, and though he'd gotten teased about it in the past, he often wore lavender-scented deodorant and even body spray.

Adam poured some of the sweet-scented soap onto his hand and ran his finger through it. Suds started to form as the water of the shower spackled the top of the soap, and Adam started to work before more of it washed down the drain. He slid his hands down his chest, groping and squeezing all the way to his crotch before working his way back to his shoulders. Next, he went down both arms and reached behind his back to wash as much of that as possible.

Next, the brown fox poured some more soap onto his hands and started on his lower body. Foam from his upper half was already drifting down his hips as he bent down and began from his feet. He worked his way slowly up, scrubbing his body off gently and eventually reaching his upper thighs. Adam took his time, washing away at every place that had been covered by a diaper minutes ago. The last thing he wanted was to go around smelling like he'd wet the bed last night, especially if he lost and ended up diaper bound again.

The smell of sweet lavender filled the shower around him and relaxed him even more as his hands scrubbed every inch of his crotch thoroughly. He took care not to go too vigorously over his dick, though what careful attention he paid to it still left a bead of precum on the tip of it. He moaned and heard a chuckle from outside the curtain.

"Better hurry, breakfast will be soon, little bro," Terry called, bringing a light blush back to Adam's face.

As Adam started to rinse away the soap, a thought occurred to him. Why not be the little bro and simply enjoy being doted over? After all, while he wasn't about to admit it to Neil or Terry anytime soon, getting sat on and played with earlier was actually kind of fun. He shook his head. He wasn't going to give in to something so embarrassing willingly. Of course, that didn't change that it wouldn't be terrible if it happened, even if it was utterly blush-inducing to be knocked down a few pegs to diapered little bro from cartoon briefed college boy.

The hot water continued to soothe him as Adam nearly lost himself back to its running streams again. The soap was all gone, but the scent of lavender hung heavily on the air still as he stood and absorbed more of the heat from the warm water. He knew he only had a few more minutes, but it was just too pleasant to want to give up just yet.

Finally, Adam knew it was time to get out. He reached down, turning off the water and popping the water tab down to let the shower hose drain into the basin and down the drain. He pulled the shower curtain open to see that Terry had already pulled a towel out for him. With a newly cleared head, Adam realized that he'd been let out of his diaper and that Terry was still wearing his own. Though he was trying to be the big bro, obviously, it was hard to look dominant when you were in a diaper, and your charge was not.

Terry stood and started to help Adam dry off. It felt so pleasant that the brown fox didn't even complain despite the fact it was obviously meant to put him in a more submissive place. He simply stood there and helped grope the towel through his fur while Terry did the majority of the work. As soon as he was satisfactorily dried off, Terry tossed the towel over the curtain bar and stood aside to let Adam out of the shower.

As Adam got out, he shivered just a bit. The house wasn't cold, but the water had left him feeling a little chilly. Then, he noticed the underwear in Terry's hands, and his ears folded submissively once again. Neil had brought them in when he was showering, and though they weren't as humiliating as a diaper, they gave a good run for the prize. They were Paw Patrol underoos.

Adam tried to grab them, but Terry held them down low. He smirked at the brown fox as Adam blushed. He knew what to do, as he raised one foot at a time Terry helped him into his fresh underwear. As they were pulled up, Adam felt his butt groped by the red fox, and nearly yipped from the attention as he got the waistband of the tight briefs pulled up and over his still stiff length.

Then, as they reached the top, he felt the back of his underoos tugged up playfully. Adam squirmed but wasn't quick enough to stop his underwear getting pulled up his butt into a playful wedgie. He pushed Terry back, which the red fox didn't even bother to resist, and started to pick his underwear out of his butt as Neil appeared in the doorway.

"Alright, breakfast's all ready. Let's eat," Neil said as he smiled in at the two of them.

Adam followed Terry through the house into the kitchen, where a small table was set with three places. He saw fresh hash browns, bacon, and pancakes all set out on plates at each place. It all smelled delicious, and the brown fox felt his mouth watering slightly as he took his place at the table.

"Ah ah, let's not ruin that nice shower he just had. I think he needs a bib," Terry teased, obviously trying to push Adam further down into his submission.

"I can eat without getting messy," Adam replied, obviously flustered but not ready to concede ground to Terry lest it lead to him ending up in a diaper at the end.

"Hmm, alright, Adam. You can eat without a bib, but make sure not to dribble any onto you, or I'll have to put one on you and Terry will get another point," Neil teased.

Terry gave Adam a playful smirk, obviously happy that his plan was working. However, as Neil started to speak again, that dominant grin fell.

"In fact, we'll make that the next round rather than what I had in mind next. The first to dribble food onto themselves is obviously the little bro, and the big bro gets the point," Neil teased, his calm and collected smile and tone of voice giving a sense of finality to his edict.

Adam blushed but nodded, confident in his ability to eat more carefully than Terry. Terry sat down at his spot and carefully loaded up his fork, attempting to avoid dripping any as he looked across the table at Neil domineeringly. The two of them started to eat, each trying to be extremely careful not to let so much as a crumb drop onto them. They were also looking at each other carefully, policing the other to ensure if they messed up, they could let Neil know immediately.

As they ate, they talked pleasantly enough, though it was apparent there was still that sense of rivalry between the two foxes at the table. Neil seemed to be enjoying it immensely, and it definitely made it more fun to Adam to see that lustful look in his boyfriend's eyes when he glanced that way.

Neil finished eating first, and as he got up to return his plate to the sink, Adam suddenly saw a playful look on Terry's face. He wondered what was about to happen, but was entirely caught off guard as the red fox tossed a forkful of food over at his chest. He tried to dodge, but the hash browns splattered down his chest and landed on the front of his underoos.

"Adam dropped some food!" Terry reported proudly as Adam's mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water at the sneaky tactic.

Neil turned back and looked over at Adam as he replied, "Well, so you did, let's get you a bib, little guy."

"B-but, I didn't do that! He tossed food on me," Adam whined, obviously flustered that he'd lost another round like this.

"What are you saying, little bro, I wouldn't do that," Terry said in a voice that was far too innocent.

Neil looked at Terry with a chuckle as he replied, "My, someone sounds like they're lying. Maybe I need to give big bro a little time over my lap if he's a naughty cheater."

Terry's face immediately went flush as he squirmed in his seat and responded, "N-no, I don't think that's gonna be needed."

"Then let's call it an innovative solution for this round, and double the number of points Adam gets next round if he wins," Neil teased as he stuck his tongue out at the red fox.

"Yes sir," Terry responded, sticking his tongue out playfully at Adam, which caused him to get a bit more flustered as he realized just how much like fighting siblings they sounded.

Adam grunted as he was Neil approaching him with a bib in his hand. He knew it was coming, even though Terry had cheated it wasn't going to make a difference to the wolf. He knew by that look in the wolf's eyes that he'd been hoping Adam wouldn't make it through breakfast without wearing a bit of it. As the wolf used the bib to clean up the spill that was already on him, he realized he had to win the next round or risk being completely shut out from winning the competition.

Neil tied the bib around Adam's neck and let him go back to eating. The brown fox felt silly, wearing a bib while Terry was allowed to continue his breakfast without one. He felt especially blushy about it because of the fact the red fox was still wearing his diaper. Somehow that made it all the more humiliating to the blushing brown fox that he was the one who'd gotten a bib wrapped around his neck for being a "messy eater."

Soon, the two foxes finished their breakfast. Terry had managed to finish all his without dribbling down his chest, but Adam couldn't be sure if he had or not given the bits of food from the earlier attack that clung to the bib around his neck. Neil took their plates and washed them up, but didn't bother to take the bib off his blushing boyfriend until he was ready to. The three of them went back to the living room, and Adam wondered what would happen next as Neil took a seat on the couch and held up a hand to signal to the two foxes to stop.

"Alright. Time for the final round. I think I'll actually make this one worth three points for the winner, so Adam, you still have a chance to win this thing. Since you're both horny, and obviously all foxes are just super horny, the one to bury their dick up the other's butt and give them a load of man cream wins," Neil chuckled as he watched the two of them.

Adam turned to Terry. He was determined he wouldn't lose. Yet, the thought of being stuck as the little bro kept invading his mind. Would that really be so bad? Sure, it'd make him a blushy fox, even if nobody could really tell he was in a diaper, but it almost seemed like it might be the more fun role here.

Adam shook his head. Thoughts like that would make it harder to fight, and he wasn't about to get stopped if he could avoid it. He saw Terry charging at him, and moved his hands down to grab onto the red fox to keep him from getting the upper hand right away.

Adam managed to catch Terry off guard and took the other fox to the floor. He came down on top of him and took hold of the red fox with both hands to keep him from going anywhere too quick. He started to pull the back of the fox's diaper down, revealing his plump fluffy butt. Adam's cock surged, so pent up from all the sexual situations that had happened since last night, he wasn't even sure it'd take ten seconds of humping to go over.

Adam lowered the front of his briefs as Terry struggled against his grip. The tip of the brown fox's rod was dribbling precum like a fountain pen, and he was ready to plug it in Terry's ass. He started to push forward and found the red fox's rear was significantly more supple than his own. The precum dribbling out of him was enough to lube the way forward and let him start to pound his way in.

The pleasure was intense. Adam's whole cock tingled in anticipation of the orgasm to come as he pressed a few inches of dick in and out. His knot was fully flared, but he had the feeling he wouldn't have time to pound it home before he'd go over. As he ground in, Adam heard Terry moaning below him and knew the red fox was enjoying getting his ass humped too. Maybe that would be enough to ensure he won and got to be the big bro for the day.

Yet, as he built closer to the edge, Adam felt a sudden burst of strength from Terry. He grunted as his cock was pulled from the fox's warm hole, and Terry turned around to begin their grapple anew. He was so close he felt like he might orgasm to just the open air and being grappled, but didn't quite rocket over the edge as the red fox fought to reverse their positions.

Adam groaned as he felt Terry retake hold of his cock. He saw the devious look in the red fox's eye as both of them realized the loophole in the rules at the same time. If Adam orgasmed into Terry's hand, how was he going to shoot a load off into the red fox? The brown fox pulled back, and barely managed to free his cock from the other fox's talented hand before he could enact his plan, but didn't realize that played right into the red fox's plan either way.

Terry jumped forward, and within seconds Adam was flat on his back. The brown fox grunted as he felt his legs tugged up from either side to line his rear end up with the red fox's crotch. He scrambled against the carpet to try to regain his position, but couldn't move in time to stop his undies from being lowered from the back. Terry took full advantage of the surprise, and before even a few seconds had passed, the diapered fox had the front of his padding pulled down.

Adam gritted his teeth as he felt the red fox's rod push home. The precum dribbling from it was enough to let it press into him, but it certainly felt rough as it slid past his tense pucker. Adam's dick twitched as the tip of Terry's vulpine prick pushed his prostate on its way further into him, successfully distracting him from trying to squirm away as his body cried out for the orgasm it'd been denied so long.

Terry wasted no time, and within a few pounds, Adam found himself nearly knotted by the fox holding his legs up. Every thrust made the brown fox yip as the length sought to invade him hard and fast. He knew if Terry got the knot home, he wouldn't stand a chance, but what could he do to stop it? His body wouldn't fight back with its full strength as it sought the pleasure that came with every scrub of the top fox's dick inside him.

Adam groaned and gave one final burst to try to avoid the humiliating fate that lay before him. Yet, he was too far planted on Terry's dick, and his body was too ready to give up in exchange for the orgasm the red fox's pounding promised. With one firm thrust, it was over. Adam yelped and then groaned as Terry's thick knot seated itself firmly up his ass, sealing his fate as it made its home right against the bottom fox's prostate.

Within seconds, Adam went over. His load shot out, drenching him from his chin to his crotch in ropes of white spunk. He'd been so close if only he'd been able to hold out a few seconds more this would all be inside the red fox. As he rode the wave of orgasm, Adam was keenly aware the red fox was still giving him the humping of a lifetime. Every press of that thick knot against his prostate made another thin rope of jizz shoot out and onto Adam's chest and stomach.

Adam was only just coming off the rush of his orgasm when he felt the sudden warmth inside him. He groaned as the red fox bred him, ensuring he would be the one in diapers for the rest of the day. Terry moaned as he went over, pressing his load deep into his opponent's ass, where it would inevitably be stuck for hours.

"Alright. Looks like Terry wins, so he gets to be the big bro for the day. Don't you worry though, Adam, I'm sure he'll be a good big bro and make sure to dress you up so that your diaper's not too visible," Neil said as he clapped for the two of them.

Adam groaned. He didn't realize losing meant Terry would have control over the clothing he wore. For a moment, his mind drifted to thoughts of being dressed the part of an overgrown toddler utterly by the kinky red fox. He shook his head, blushing as he tried to banish the thought lest his own thinking about it bring about such a fate.

"Aww, don't worry, little bro. I'll take good care of you," Terry crooned, obviously enjoying the semi-dominant position he'd won.

Of course, as Adam started to think about it, neither of them was really the one in charge. That honor obviously belonged to Neil, who had both of them under his thumb without even the need to dominate them directly. On his order, they'd both fought the other, and really that meant both of them were his. The realization made the brown fox whine even more, however, as he realized just how effortlessly the wolf had assumed the dominant role over the two horny foxes.

That was part of what made it appealing, though. As Terry continued to send the occasional burst of spunk from his knotted cock into Adam's rear end, the brown fox realized just how much his neediness had brought him to this position. Really, he'd never stood a chance. After all, his mind was already made up before he'd even started fighting back that it wouldn't be too bad to experience the role of the little brother.

Adam groaned, laying out on the ground as he waited for the other fox's knot to deflate enough to be pulled free. He knew this was going to be a long day, and there was plenty of humiliation left for him. Yet, part of him looked forward to it, even if it meant getting completely embarrassed. Was this what Neil had wanted to turn him into a diaper-wearing little fox?

Adam couldn't tell. All he knew was the look on the wolf's face was enigmatic and calm as ever. He kept his moves carefully guarded, and it was part of what made him so appealing to the blushing fox as he contemplated the day to come.