-NOT EDITED- like an absolute mess. A Hot mess. But still a mess. Honestly I just hope that at least a bit of it makes sense.

Eric had arrived early on purpose.

He was fully away that Mark has started a job at the company, and knew that if he saw Ann in her diaper, he wouldn't turn down the opportunity to humiliation her.

And he hadn't.

As mad as Eric was, he couldn't deny how much he had enjoyed the few seconds he watched Ann be humiliated by them. The connection she had with Mark was evident, but somehow it made it more enjoyable to watch.

The way Ann silently gasped whenever Mark touched her, it was like getting to watch his own relationship with Ann on full display.

He should be jealous..he was jealous. But some sick part of him was also was enjoying this immensely. We wanted to punish them...punish Mark.

"We...we were just—" Marks friend stuttered out.

"Just what? Don't stop. Tell me how much you were enjoying tormenting my little girl,—"

Eric commanded with an intense gaze landing on Mark.

The room was silent.

"—what? To shy? Well then Ann, why don't you tell me what they were doing, and how much you were enjoying it."

Ann gulped, heat gathering in her face while she stuttered out "well..umm.."

Marks arm was still around her waist and she could feel Eric's eyes watching them with intensity.

In about 4 strides Eric was in front of her, giving her a look that made her wet herself just a little from the shear dominance in his eyes.

Eric heard, and gave her a small smirk before turning to Mark. Mark slowly let his hands drop from Ann's waist, and tried to match Eric's demeanour; failing, and suddenly feeling extremely overpowered.

"Ann, sweetheart, I want you to go to your dads office and wait for your tour, if you're gone any longer he's going to get suspicious. I'll deal with you later okay my princess?" He said, giving a hard squeeze to Ann's hip before letting her go.

"I...okay daddy..." Ann nodded, blushing bright red as she left the boys to Eric's disposal with her coffee in hand and a saggy diaper between her legs.

Mark didn't even have time to process what was happening by the time he felt his dick and ass being practically split in two by his own boxers. Eric had pulled the front of his boxers so high that they were almost touching his chest, and he couldn't decided if he wanted to scream from pain or cum from it.

Eric let out a low laugh, mocking him as he squirmed and whimpered. He could see why Ann found him attractive, although he did for a much different reason. Ann might have found him dominant side appealing; Eric, however, could feel himself getting even more hard while watching Mark moan and whine under his control. Which came at quite a shock to him, considering he had never really questioned his sexuality to much, but for some reason it didn't surprise him either.

Eric reached with his other hand into the front of Marks pants, and discovered his dick rock hard —which made him laugh, considering how it must be making his wedgie much more painful.—

Mark met Eric's eyes, his body filled with pain and pleasure, and his face went red when he watched Eric smirk and start to rub his still wedgied dick for him. Utter humiliation filled him when he let a moan slip from his mouth; he couldn't believe his friends were seeing him like this—and he couldn't believe how he was almost enjoying it.

Suddenly, Eric flipped him around, pulling down his pants and exposing his wedgied ass.

"No..no please don't.." mark begged as he felt Eric start to give him a few light pats on the ass, tormenting him. Dread seeped into every inch of him, followed by what he could only describe as the thrill of the embarrassment. Each pat degraded him a little further, it felt so childish and demeaning that he started to squirm purely out of humiliation.

Eric picked up on this, and let out a low laugh. He stepped aside a bit so that the audience of the two boys had a clear very of everything.

Eric gave a lighter smack to Marks behind, and mark let out a whimper.

"Ah oh, was that to hard for your wittle babyish bum?" Eric mockingly rubbed Marks rear all better, giving it a harsh squeeze to further the boy's embarrassment.

"Aw, do you not want me to spank you? Is it because it's going to be embarrassing to be punished like a little boy? Or because you don't want me to know how much you're going to enjoy it? Or are you simply just a little baby and can't handle a big boy spanking?" Eric mocked, smirking as he landed a hard smack to Marks ass.

Mark let out something between a yelp and a moan, and Eric took that as encouragement to keep going.

"Look at you, such a big baby after all—" he mocked, one spank after another "—does that not feel good in baby's wittle bum bum?"

Marks face and rear both were practically glowing bright red.

"I asked you a question, now answer daddy" Eric commanded, and heard Mark let out a small whimper when he let the word "daddy" slip from his lips. He smirked.

"No..I..it doesn't feel good..." Mark stuttered out.

"It doesn't feel good..what? Finish that sentence for me, or I'm going to think you haven't learned your lesson yet" he said, giving a squeeze to Marks already bruised ass, letting his fingers slightly rim his asshole.

He slide his hand around his waist and brought his hand to his dick, wrapping his hand around it to remind him who held the power. Mark let out a feeble moan in reply.

"It..it doesn't feel good d...d..daddy.."

"Good boy, look at you, learning so fast." Eric said. He jammed his fingers between Marks ass checks and started to rub the outside of his hole, smirking when Mark let out a cry saying

"oh god yes, please"

Those words took control over Eric, and suddenly he wanted to punish this little brat for making him so hard.

It only took Eric a few seconds to put Mark in a position that made him try to claw at his own ass to hopes of relieving the fabric tearing his ass apart.

Eric had his chest and torso bent on the kitchen counter, and had lifted his wedgie so far up that his feet were off the ground; flailing around while he begged Eric to set him down.

"Please, please it hurts so bad, ahh please" he groined, each word sounding more like a sob.

"Maybe I will...or maybe I should give you a nice few bounces first, what do you think? Does the big baby want to go bouncy?" Eric grinned, not letting Mark answer before he started bouncing him up and down in his underwear.

Mark could hear his two friends laughing at him as well as Eric, and the splitting pain jolting through him as nothing compared to the humiliation he felt. He needed relief from it; the pain, as well as the embarrassment. He needed anything.

Eric turned Mark so that he was facing him, holding the front of his underwear now instead of the back —which drew out a loud "ahh fuck" from Mark—. The seam of his boxers where visibly cutting into his hard dick, and Eric couldn't stop himself from starting to rub his victims cock, knowing how much it would embarrass him.

"No..p—pl..please...aaa—ahhh fuck .." Mark groined, and started to push himself into Eric's hand.

"Ah oh, is someone being a bad boy and getting all hard from his punishment? Is that it?—" Eric heard Marks two friends laughing, and the felt Marks dick twitch in response, which sparked an idea in him. Eric pushed himself against Mark so that he could whisper in his ear, he almost stuttered his words due to how Mark was still so desperately and subtly grinding his dick into the hand that Eric still had placed over it, which, just happened to be touching Eric's dick.

The boy was literally grinding into his own wedgie, and his wedgiers hand, his dick so close to his tormentor that the only thing separating them was Eric's hand.

It was pathetic. It was so pathetic and Eric couldn't help but be so turned on by it.

He could feel Marks every subtle thrust into the palm of his hand, and the way it made his hand push into his own dick. Their hips were touching, the only thing keeping them from being separated was his own hand, and the realization of that made Eric almost dizzy with desire.

"I know you're enjoying this; the humiliation. it's making you desperate. So here is what we are going to do. I'm going to have my fun punishing you and embarrassing you, and you're going to be a good boy for daddy while I do. And If anything I do is to far and you aren't okay with it, you're going to say the word "red" and I'll stop. Do you understand ?"

Eric's words were rough and hot in Marks ear, And Mark could only give a small nod in response, and when he shivered in pleasure from the hot whispers in his ear, Mark felt Eric give a small laugh and pull harder on the front of his boxers.

Mark gave in and stared to grind hard against the wedgie pressing into him. He could hear his friends laughing, and more embarrassment flooded him when Eric grabbed his chin and made him meet his gaze, which made him want to crawl into a hole and fuck himself free of this degrading, hot feeling.

"If I didn't know any better I'd say that someone's about to make a big messy in their pants. Bad boy." Eric mocked, noting how Marks underwear was already wet with precum.

"N...no sir" Mark panted out.

"Oh really? So you're not about to make a cummy mess? Then why is your dick to hard? You two—" Eric called Marks two friends over, who were both smirking at there friend. "-why don't you two tell me what you think, don't you think he's about to make a big boy mess?" Eric mocked.

The first boy—who Mark knew as Nathan —placed his hand over his friends wedgied dick, laughing as he felt it throb and heard him whimper.

"Oh yeah, I think someone's about to make a nice big icky mess all over himself. Aren't you just a pathetic baby. You're grinding into your own fucking wedgie, I mean how pathetic is that." Nathan says, chuckling while he rubs Marks dick slightly and watching him squirm. He slides his hand further between Marks legs until he reaches his ass, which he then proceeds to torment his friend even more by jamming his fingers between his ass cheeks multiple times, causing Mark to let out high pitched squeals in embarrassment.

The boys laughed at him, the second one known as Evan, delivering a few spanks to his ass.

"Is that little baby going to cum himself?" Evan teases, riming Marks asshole with his fingers.

After a few minutes of letting them have their fun, Eric take notice of how close Mark actually is to finishing, and he immediately sends Evan and Nathan out, leaving him alone with Mark.

Mark blushes as he feels Eric starring at him, somehow feeling Even more embarrassed to be alone with Eric then being with Nathan and Evan. Not because he felt awkward for enjoying this with a man, but simply because Eric somehow managed to make him feel even more degraded when it was just the two of them. Twenty minutes ago he was in this same position but with Ann. Now he had his underwear wedged up his ass and the hottest man he had even met was starring at him like he actually found it attractive.

Eric took two steps towards him, and it was enough to make Mark gasp; they were now chest to chest, Eric looking down at him and trying not moan at how good it felt to have Marks dick slightly pressed up against his. He lifted Marks chin to make him meet his eyes. Eric melted in that moment; the mix of lust, embarrassment and nerves in Marks eyes was somehow adorable and hot at the same.

Eric brings his lips down to hover just about Marks, just enough so that he can whisper,

"Look at you, so fucking needy."

Mark lets out a soft moan at the words, feeling Eric's lips graze against his when he says the words "you" and "so".

Eric's hands find his hips and he trusts himself against him slightly, letting Mark pull away if he chooses.

He doesn't.

Eric hears him moan, and suddenly Mark is kissing him.

The kiss was desperate and messy. Mark willed any shred of dominance he had left into it. His hands pinned Eric's hips against the counter and he left his teeth nip at his bottom lip, which was met with a moan. He couldn't stand to be tortured any longer.

He could feel Eric trying take the lead, to take over, but Mark had him pinned. After Eric didn't give up on trying yo take control, Mark Slide his hand down Eric's pants and teased him. He made him shiver and Groan as he tortured the tip of his dick, and then slowly latched on to his underwear and started to tug upwards.

Eric's eyes flew open but it was to late; he was squirming from the wedgie and Mark was laughing at his begging for mercy.

Embarrassment started to flood him, and he couldn't help but moan into Marks mouth as a harsh tug was delivered to the back of his underwear as well as the front. Mark didn't stop kissing him, and he could feel each of Mark's smirks as they kissed. He tasted like lust and revenge; Eric welcomed it.

Mark stopped kissing him, making Eric Let out a disappointed whine. Mark started to tug with more of a rhythm on his underwear, and made Eric meet his eyes.

"Now, be a good boy and grind up against your nice big wedgie that I'm giving you" Mark grinned, never letting Eric break eye contact with Him.

Eric just whimpered as he was forced to practice hump the cause of his pain and humiliation. It took seconds before he felt himself close to cumming, and he could do nothing but beg Mark to let him.

"Please.." he said for about the 12th time.

"Aw, do you want go make cummies for daddy?"

"I...no...y-yes..just..please sir..."

Eric's face was red and he felt hot everywhere when Mark gave a painfully hard tug that made him cum so hard that he had to bite his lip to stop himself from moaning to loudly.

He fell against Marks chest; Mark starting to rub his back while laughing; carving embarrassment into Eric's every breath.

Suddenly Eric felt Marks hand slip inside is boxers, and Eric started to squirm, knowing his fate.

Marks hand came out covered in his cum, and he brought his hand to Eric's mouth with a smirk.

Eric tried everything to keep his mouth closed.

"Common. Clean up your icky mess." Mark taunts, and forces his two fingers into Eric's mouth.

Eric started to whine as Mark made him keep sucking his fingers. He started to pull them in and out slightly, the same way he would if it was his dick in place of his fingers. Heat crashed over both the boys, one from embarrassment, and the other from pure desire.

Mark was doing all he could not to let his desperation show. The words that came out of his mouth next tasted so dirty that Mark could off just by watching Eric react to them.

"Here's what you're going to do for me; you're going to fuck that tight little hole of yours, and I'm going to watch. You're going to put on a show for me while I get myself off. Do you understand little slut?"

Eric's eyes go wide, but he manages a small nod and he slowly puts his hand down then back of his pants; the humiliation causing him to be unable to meet Marks eyes.

"That's it, such a good boy for me. Fuck yourself for daddy" Marks voice praises, and Eric can't help but let out a whine at he slides a single finger up his own ass.

Marks right hand slides down into the front of his own boxers and he starts touching his cock, and Eric almost asks him to take off his boxers so that he might watch, when suddenly, Marks left hand is down Eric's pants, over his hand that he is currently thrust into his own ass.

Mark starts to move Erics hand for him, forcing him to take another of his own fingers up himself.

"Just like that, I want you to fuck your ass for me just like this, do you understand?" Mark commands, his chest close to Eric's, right hand on his own dick, and his left hand wrapped around Eric's waist and slipped into the back of his pants.

Mark starts pumping Eric's fingers a liger faster into himself when he doesn't answer, and the whimpered "yes sir" Eric let's out is enough to make Mark have to slow his own hand that he has wrapped around his dick; it was to soon to cum. But God, was Eric making it hard not to.

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