Spoiling Little Gary

By Jerry Hastings

Gary did not expect to find his Big while changing his diaper in a bathroom

It was supposed to be a boring, normal morning for Gary. He woke up and went to his dorm’s bathroom. Getting ready to change his diaper for a pull-up, all he was thinking about was how he was going to tackle his dreadful Calculus test. But that’s when everything turned upside down for him. A man, imposing and gentle at the same time, caught him red-handed while looking so little-y he couldn’t hide it. He just had no idea things were going to spiral out of control the way they did, and that the cop was such a perfect fit to become his Big.

After the last incident, Dale had given up on his life as a Big

He received a call one morning about a murder in a college dormitory. While the new case was a bit out of the ordinary, he didn’t think much of it. But that’s when things took a wild turn and he caught a very sweet, college student changing his diaper in the bathroom! Finding it impossible not to think about him every second, he ended up setting up a date with the young guy who surely had to be a little. Gary, however, was somewhat shy and couldn’t simply admit to Dale what he knew to be true. Not being one to give up easily, Dale sought to win his crush’s heart over, eager to crack him out of his little shell of fear...
In this book, you will be following a sweet story of bonding and connection. Get ready for some cuteness overload as both Gary and Dale break down every barrier that stands between them during their unlikely journey.

Note: this book features ABDL and MM age play. If you are not comfortable with these topics, then it might not be for you. HEA included. Characters are 18+.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Big M Words
• Release date: Feb 8, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005095987

Jerry Hastings

Jerry Hastings is a passionate gamer, an outspoken lover of his PS4, an advocate for minority rights, and a staunch supporter of the fight against homophobia. Much more than putting words on a paper, his stories change people's lives and minds.As a writer, his specialty is gay romance. His tales are spicier and more affectionate than those usually found elsewhere. Have your soothing tea ready, because his words will make your heart beat faster.

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Jerry Hastings

Spoiling Little Gary

An ABDL MM Romance

Copyright © 2020 by Jerry Hastings

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This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.

Jerry Hastings asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.

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Contents

1. Gary

2. Dale

3. Gary

4. Dale

5. Dale

6. Gary

7. Dale

8. Gary

9. Dale

10. Gary

11. Dale

12. Gary

13. Dale

14. Gary

15. Dale

16. Gary

17. Dale

18. Gary

19. Dale

20. Dale

21. Gary

22. Dale

23. Dale

24. Gary

25. Dale

26. Epilogue: Gary

About the Author

1

Gary

Oh shit. He couldn’t see me. Not like this, not when I was still in my diaper and in the dorm room. My roommate was sleeping in his bed and he could wake up at any moment. The light was coming through the open window, telling me it was morning time already. His eyes could open any second now.

And then, there was nothing.

Joshua didn’t open his eyes, didn’t move his head, and didn’t even stir. His blanket covered most of his body, up to his neck. All I could see was his head. His caramel skin glistened under the soft light of the morning sun.

Breathing hard, I thought about getting off the bed and going to the communal bathroom to get my diaper off. No noises were coming from the outside, which could mean nobody had woken up yet. Was I really this lucky, or was life trying to pull my leg and make me trip over?

Sensing that nothing was going to happen without me doing something first, I slowly moved my legs off the bed, dipping my feet on the floor. My heart was beating so fast I could feel it in my ears. And my eyes, in the meantime, couldn’t even blink.

I felt like I was one blink away from the worst thing in my life happening.

The consequences of what would happen if Joshua learned of this… I couldn’t let it happen, and it didn’t help things he was a conservative and a Republican to boot. It didn’t make any sense, but he was those things nonetheless.

And since this whole dormitory was full of straight guys, I was in my own little slice of hell. There were so many eye-candies I couldn’t even go out every once in a while without stumbling on one of them.

And every time that happened, my little pee-pee always got so hard.

My diaper crinkled as I moved from my bed to the dresser by the door, where I’d left my key on top of and could get some new clothes from. I wore a diaper or pull-up 24/7, and couldn’t imagine myself ever living without one.

I thanked God even though I didn’t believe in him when I realized the floor wasn’t going to creak on me. Getting to the dresser, I slowly and carefully pulled out one of the drawers. My hands then gently perused the many shirts and pants I’d brought here. I just couldn’t decide, and thus ended up bringing almost everything with me.

North Carolina State University… This almost didn’t feel like the right kind of place for me.

I grabbed a white shirt with a beautiful sun stamp on it and checked it out for any stains – it had been quite a while since I last washed my clothes. And I was thinking now that I really needed to do that before I ran out of clean garments.

The things that I didn’t feel like doing… I really needed a Daddy.

I grabbed a pair of jeans, some underwear, and then proceeded to the door of the dorm room. Looking behind me, all I could see was Joshua, still sleeping soundly. His chest was moving ever so slowly, and he looked so cute. I truly wished he didn’t hold any prejudice against gay people like me.

And I couldn’t even imagine what he would say if he learned I was a little and liked to wear diapers. I was sure he would demand the college to give him a new room in a heartbeat.

Sighing, I opened the door and closed it without making any noise. When I looked from side to side, trying to find out if someone was going to come and notice me like this, I was quite happy to have found none.

I was all alone, and all I could hear was the sound of the cars coming and going on the road in front of the dormitory.

I’d draped a towel around me, and if anything I didn’t like happened, I could just pretend I was naked. Nobody would mind me stepping down the hall if all they thought of me was that I was just a young guy getting ready for his classes.

I continued in the hallway, eventually getting to the bathroom door. I truly wished I had been able to choose a different dormitory. It would be so much better to have my own bedroom and bathroom so that this sort of thing didn’t have to happen.

But alas, I didn’t have money for those things.

I opened the door of the bathroom slowly, checking out if I could hear any noise in here that could tell me someone had come here before I did. Finding nothing, I closed the door behind me and exhaled.

The worst had happened, and now it was time to get changed.

But that was when I noticed a funny smell wafting in the air. And actually, calling it a smell was… Well, there was a better name for it. Stench. It was horrible. It made me feel like pinching my nose so that I didn’t have to continue smelling it. But that was something I couldn’t do – not with this towel still on anyway.

I got to one of the shower cubicles, opened the curtain, and then closed it behind me after stepping in. Again, there was just nothingness in the bathroom. No noise, other than that coming from some students going down the cobblestone path by the window of the bathroom.

I’d thought about checking out where the smell was coming from, what was creating it, but decided not to do anything. It was probably coming from a broken toilet. One of the residents of Alexander Hall must have unloaded all his bowels at night and forgotten to flush it.

It was just better not to check anything out and go on about my business here. I didn’t want to go to class with the kind of mental image I could find here if my suspicions turned out to be right.

Exhaling, I was taking my diaper off when I heard the sound of a distant siren coming this way. Some seconds later, it was right in front of the dormitory.

Surely it couldn’t mean anything, right? I mean, the whole dormitory was so silent I doubted anything out of the ordinary was happening here.

But the siren continued, as loud as ever. Then, I heard the sound of doors closing loudly. The cops had just come out, and where were they heading to now? No idea, but I wasn’t going to stay here to find out.

The last thing I needed was one of them finding my weed stashes inside my dorm room. I shared them with Joshua, and so I knew he wouldn’t rat me out, but still… I couldn’t predict the future.

And that was when everything turned upside down for me.

I heard hurried footsteps rushing to the dormitory, and then the sound of the main front door getting shoved open. I gasped, though I soon quickly realized they hadn’t come here yet and that there was no way they were going to find the weed stashed hidden underneath the floorboards.

The hurried footsteps continued, getting to the hallway. Surely they weren’t going to come to the bathroom of all places? There was nothing of interest going on here, other than a grown-up young man changing his diaper for a cute pull-up.

But then, they got to the bathroom, kicking the door open with so much force it swung all the way. Stepping from the hallway, one of them said loudly, and his voice was so deep and commanding he made my balls shrink.

If there’s someone here, come out now. There’s been a murder.

A murder? What?

That made no sense. His accusation couldn’t have an ounce of truth behind it. No one had been murdered here in this bathroom, unless he’d meant… that horrible, gut-wrenching smell was coming from a body!

Fuck.

I should have checked it out.

Seems that nobody’s here, man, the other officer said.

There were just two of them, thank goodness. I didn’t want to have to talk to many cops.

And I’d remained silent because I was hoping they weren’t going to check out this particular shower cubicle. I’d already showered and everything by now. Once I was done putting on my clothes and the pull-up, I was going to be ready for classes.

There should be nothing to worry about here.

The cops moved, going to the other half of the bathroom. It was divided into two sections, one with the toilets and another with the shower cubicles. I kind of wished it was different so that I could take a shit here without worrying if someone was taking a shower or not. Since the water was the same and shared, that meant the shower’s water could get hot all of a sudden if someone flushed.

The cops stopped, and the first guy from before said, Shit, man. Someone really did a number on him.

Yeah, Jesus. I wish I didn’t have to know what happened.

There’s lots of stuff around here, though. I think finding the killer shouldn’t be too hard.

Let’s hope so, the first man said, making me want to get out of here in a heartbeat… and rake his body with my eyes. I blushed at that last thought. There was something about his voice that made my dick harden at the thought of grinding my body against him, his hands going up my legs, his mouth nipping my earlobe, his balls pressing against my belly… And I was already daydreaming.

I shouldn’t be having those thoughts when these guys could find me like this, about to put on my pull-up. They didn’t live here, but Raleigh, despite being a medium-sized city, tended to be small in some circumstances.

Word would travel around. I’d become the city’s laughing stock, and that I couldn’t let happen. I’d have to come out to my parents, my family, and hope for the best. I’d have to move and live on the other side of the country.

Nothing of that could happen – not ever.

It was with that decision in mind that I-

Thud.

Something fell on the floor, and it was too heavy and loud for comfort. Huh? One of the cops said, making my blood freeze in a second. Oh shit. This couldn’t be happening. Not like this.

Not when I was going to have a mid-term