As their breathing slowed and the room settled into a heavy, sweat-slicked quiet, Jamie eased out of Rob with a soft, wet sound, his cock still half-hard and glistening with cum and lube. He rolled to the side, pulling Rob into his arms amid the crinkling mess of the discarded nappies, their bodies pressed close on the damp sheets. Rob's ass throbbed pleasantly from the deep fucking, the warmth of Jamie's seed leaking slowly from him as they lay tangled, skin to skin.

Jamie’s fingers traced idle patterns over Rob’s chest, but a shadow crossed his face, his playful demeanor cracking under the weight of what they’d just shared. “Rob… this, us exploring this together, the nappies, the way you let me take you like that—it feels right, like we’re finally being honest about what turns us on,” he murmured, his voice thick with lingering lust and something heavier. Yet regret flooded in fast, his lean body tensing as he confessed, “I’m engaged. I was coming over tonight to tell you. My fiancée has no idea about any of this—about the diapers, about how much I crave this with you. Cheating on her like this… it’s eating at me already, even while my cock’s still twitching from filling your ass.”

Rob shifted closer, the intimate heat between them stirring fresh arousal despite the tension, his own cock half-hard against Jamie’s thigh as he met his friend’s eyes. “I want to keep going too, Jamie—keep pushing these boundaries with the fetish, with whatever this is between us,” he admitted softly, his hand sliding down to cup Jamie’s balls, feeling the sticky remnants of their encounter. “But we need to figure out how to move forward without destroying what you have. Do we stop? Or find a way to explore this safely, honestly?” The air hung thick with their mingled scents and unspoken desires, hearts racing not just from the sex but the fragile path ahead.

Diapered Desires: Midnight Confessions