Talk

by Diaper Sex Lover

I dreamt that God would speak with me today. I waited. But then I must to work. As the models started going through their motions, I heard HIS voice. But just then the model burped and farted, and something flew out of her ass and into my eye….and all HIS words were lost to me.

Mother

by Diaper Sex Lover

Mother, do you think they’ll drop the bomb?
Mother, do you think they’ll like this song?
Mother, do you think they’ll try to break my balls?
Mother, should I build the wall?
Mother, should I run for President?
Mother, should I trust the government?
Mother, will they put me in the firing line?
Is it just a waste of time?

Pink Floyd

Raining In My Heart

by Diaper Sex Lover

I hear the photographer shout “Go”. My nerves are on edge. I can feel that the model is undoing my diaper sides and soon enough, the studio lamps are shining on me making me squint. Infront is the photographer with a video camera and at his side, his assistant. Looking up I am greeted by the sight of a pretty shaven cunt. Before I can collect either thoughts or breathe, a hot stream of piss rains down.

Childhood Memories

by Diaper Sex Lover

God lets men of clothe fuck little boys. For there is hate in his heart. And in mine too.

A Crown Of Thorns And A Dildo

by Diaper Sex Lover

Everything hurts. My eyes sting from the photo flashes and cunt juice. My diaper body is ripped on one side. A huge dildo presses againgst me. My nose is assaulted by the smell of said juice. This is my cross.

1st

by Diaper Sex Lover

A first for me. The model is already diapered, and then I’m put over the existing one. So….that’s what it feels like to wear a diaper. I never knew. How could I? Because I go through my life costantly looking for the comfort of another, I “reach out”. But the other diaper appears to be dead. Andso I find myself, alone, riding the back of a dead thing, whilst my ears are assaulted by the sounds of fucking. Care to join me? 

Ears of Cloth

by Diaper Sex Lover


Once I was speaking to God. Then something happened and I could no longer hear him clearly. His voice became muffled and faint….as if someone had diapered my ears. And so they had.

Memory

by Diaper Sex Lover

In the darkness I can hear a child crying softly. How it makes my heart ache. There is an abyss and I am staring into it. The crying has stopped and all is still. A door closes. A phone rings for the longest time and goes unanswered. Now, if only death would come to me.

Joke

by Diaper Sex Lover

Woman: What kind of underwear do you like; boxers or briefs?

Man: depends….

Flying Around the World

by Diaper Sex Lover

I am told that there exist a web site where all the ordeals I have suffered are on display for all to see. To think of all those shameful videos flying around the world. All those people looking at me, fantasizing and then jerking off. The very idea fills me with shame.

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