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Warren was slightly surprised when Harley insisted that he share the bed with him that evening. Despite protesting at first, he found himself happily curled up in Harley's arms drifting off to sleep. In a way, it was a dream come true. He had never had another man hold him like that before. It felt good to just be held.

He couldn't help but get a little frisky as the older bear pressed against his rear. Harley found his erection with a wandering paw and just chuckled. "Something you like, cubby?"

Warren nodded and pressed his rump back up against Harley's big bulge. He was truthfully still a little sore from the spanking. He had not expected to actually get a real spanking.

"Well, my little cub needs to get to sleep right now. We will have plenty of time for frisky cubs later." Harley said, squeezing the tented front of Warren's dry training pants.

With a defeated whimper, the younger bear gave up. "Y-yes, Sir. "

"That is a good boy." The older bear said as he stroked and rubbed Warren lovingly until he fell asleep.

****

"Wake up, sweetie."

The cub yawned and stretched. "Mornin'"

"It isn't morning, cub. You had an accident." Warren instantly realized he felt Harley's big paw feeling the soggy, squishy front of his training pants. "You're all wet...."

His heart sank as that familiar cold, wet feeling became apparent. Why did it have to be now? Things were going so good with Harley, and he couldn't keep from pissing all over himself. Warren couldn't have hated himself more at that moment. Unable to articulate how awful and humiliated he felt, he began to sob.

"Oh, come here, Cubby. Shhhh, none of that...." Harley said, easily manhandling Warren, so he was sitting in his lap, and they were belly to belly. Harley rubbed and patted his back, trying to comfort him like he was a little cub. "It is going to be okay. Daddy is here for you, sweetie."

Being babied like that just made Warren sob harder. It was just so humiliating.

Burying his face in the older bear's chest fur, he just let it all out. Years of embarrassment and shame over being a bedwetter just came gushing out. "I don't want this anymore! It isn't fair... I don't want to deal with this."

Harley grabbed him into a huge hug and just held him for a long time. "Shhhh, sweetie. That is why you have a Daddy now... I will take care of you. Don't think about it anymore. You are just a little cub who shouldn't need to worry about this. I don't care if you are wet or dry. You are my cute little Cubby.

Warren squirmed and sniffed, his face still buried in Harley's chest as tears rolled down his cheeks.

"Let me take care of you, sweetie. Daddy is here for you." Harley said as he scooped his cub out of bed and literally carried him into the bathroom. Harley was so much larger than he was that it made it easy for him to carry Warren around like a big toddler.

Setting Warren down on the toilet, he started the bath. Warren was almost silent as he watched the tub fill. He was still sniffling when his Papa helped him into the tub and washed him up. The big cub started to rumble happily as the older bear rubbed and washed his fur.

"Okay, lift up. I need to get your bits again. " Harley said, patting him on the back.

Warren couldn't have felt any smaller than when Harley made his lift up his rump and spread his legs so he could wash his crack. He had not been treated like that since he was actually a toddler. The older bear even made him stand up straight and hold his arms behind his back while he got his little cock washed with a warm washcloth.

Feeling like a little cub, Warren got wrapped in a big towel and rubbed dry when they were done.

"Okay. Sit here while I change the bed." Harley said, giving him a kiss between the ears.

The young bear waited, naked except for his towel, feeling sorry for himself while his Daddy changed the sheets. He didn't know that the older bear planned to talk to the hotel staff and have them put rubber sheets under the regular bedding. He didn't want Warren to know just yet, knowing he would embarrass the boy.

Eventually, his Papa returned and led him back out to the freshly made bed. A thick, unfolded diaper was waiting for him, and a bottle of baby powder sat next to it.

"But... Daddy... I don't need a diaper." Warren whimpered softly, knowing it was not true even as he said it.

"I don't want to hear any arguments. Lay down. You are getting diapered, and that is final." Harley said, giving him a hug. It felt strange to know his Daddy loved him but had no intention of letting this slide.

"Yes sir..."Warren slowly crawled onto the bed and lay beside the diaper, too shy to lie on it. Harley just tsked and lifted the smaller bear's legs and rump to slide the diaper beneath him. Harley gave his little bits a once over with baby powder and rubbed it in, making Warren humiliatingly hard. It was so embarrassing to be treated like a big baby. Especially by someone he was attracted to. When Warren started to squirm and fuss, the big bear rubbed his belly reassuringly, then popped a paci into his muzzle.

The young bear felt heat rising to his cheeks as he accepted the pacifier and began to suck. He had fantasized about this for a long time. Now, it was happening, and he just couldn't believe it. Being treated like this made him ragingly hard, but Harley ignored his stiffy and finished powdering his bits.

"Hush, Baby, I am almost done," Harley said as he taped down the sides and gave the crotch a nice firm rub. Under the thick overnight diaper, the big bear could barely tell Warren's little cock was even there, let alone hard.

Too embarrassed to say anything, Warren hugged his Daddy tight and buried his face in his Daddy's fur.

The next morning was a Sunday, and Warren struggled to wake up. They had planned to work the weekend and take the middle of the week off. Since wetting himself Friday night, he had skipped work on Saturday while the bear had gone in. He had never planned on getting caught pawing off again, but he did not regret it. He had ended up with a Daddy bear out of it. After both an ass paddling and getting diapered, he had slept fitfully. Warren had never even worn a diaper as an adult, let alone tried to sleep in one.

He was half asleep as he pawed playfully at his front, trying to relieve his erection. The diaper, of course, made things difficult. The younger bear squirmed in the bed as he slipped a paw into the diaper, making it crinkle loudly. The front of the diaper was warm and totally soaked. The cub wrinkled his nose as he realized his paw would be covered in pee. Somehow it didn't seem to matter much, though. He skinned his hood and toyed with his tip, letting out a happy rumble as he tried to tease out an orgasm without waking his Papa.

The squirming boy woke him with the crinkling diaper, eventually making the big old bear rumble out a deep chuckle. "Hey, now. Let's not get too carried away, Cubby. You are still grounded, remember? No cumming for naughty cubs. Am I going to have to make a rule about cubs and paws in their diaper?" Harley said with a laugh. "Besides, we got a busy day."

Warren was feeling far too frisky to give up that easily. He was hoping that he could tease the older bear into playing. "No fair..." He said playfully, pouting as he pressed his soggy bottom back into Harley's bulge. He could feel the big bear was hard, even through the seat of his diaper.

"Mmmm, I see someone is a soggy boy," Harley said, giving the diaper front a squeeze.

"Uh huh... It feels funny." The chubby cub said as he ground the seat of his diaper into Harley's cock.

"I told you that you are grounded. I have no intention of going back on that. If you keep it up, you won't like the consequences." Harley scolded but kept groping the soaked diaper bulge.

"But... no fair..." Warren repeated himself, sounding petulant, but he pushed back into Harley again, ignoring the warning.

Letting out a low growl, Harley grabbed him by the scruff. "That is it. Get your ass up, Boy...."

Warren scrambled away and yipped as Harley gave him a swat on his fat, diapered butt making it thump.

"Get your clothes ready and get your butt into the shower," Harley said, growling low. "You are coming into work with me today. I was going to have you work from home, but I am not sure that is a good idea. You seem too frisky for your own good."

"No, I don't wanna!" Warren whined, gathering the blankets up around him.

"I am not going to ask again, cub. Get your butt up and get moving."

"But... I don't want you to see." Warren said, sounding like he was nearly in tears.

"Why, because you are wet? Don't be silly, cub butt. I will probably see a lot more of you when you are wet. No reason to be shy."

Warren slowly climbed out of bed, still clutching the blankets, until Harley yanked them out of his paws. Leaving him standing, exposed in the middle of the room in just his diaper.

The diaper sagged comically between his legs. The whole front was soaked with piss, and the back was only slightly better. Harley was surprised he had soaked them thoroughly after wetting the bed. He might have to limit the cub's liquids at night, depending on how much those overnight diapers could hold.

Forced to waddle, bowlegged Warren made his way over to his luggage and rummaged through quickly. He kept his rump in the air and wiggled his stub tail for his Papa playfully as he looked for clean clothing. Harley stopped him when he got out a pair of boxer briefs to put on.

"Oh no, you are not wearing those today. Look in the big bag I brought home and pick something out."

"But you said I am going to work with you... " Warren whined as he walked over to the bag from the ABDL store. He found the extra training pants Harley packed in short order. "I can't wear these. They are too thick people will notice."

"You can, and you will, cub. I am your Daddy, remember? Now, are you going to be a good boy?"

Warren looked down at the clean training pants in his paws and felt his heart sink. Harley couldn't really expect him to wear these all day? Could he? His friskiness was completely gone as he slowly nodded.

"Yes, Sir..." His heart was racing, the big cub could feel his nervousness building, and he felt sick just thinking about it. What if someone noticed?

Suddenly he noticed the grin on Harley's face broaden; the older bear's eyes were locked onto his crotch. Following his eyes lower, Warren saw the wet spot growing darker in his diaper front and piss starting to trickle down his leg. His diaper had sprung a leak.

"Looks like you do need them... Imagine if you were just wearing underwear, and that happened. I have half a mind to make you wear the daytime diapers as well."

Warren quickly covered his front and broke down in tears as he quickly bounded off to the bathroom, feeling ashamed.

Harley sighed and shook his head. Getting a towel out of the closet, he cleaned up his cub puddle and went to see if he was okay.

Warren was sniffling when there was a rap on the door. "Warren, open the door. We need to talk."

"No. I just want to be alone." The young cub muttered, sulking.

"Warren, I am not going to ask again. I will count to three, then I am coming in there." Warren couldn't help but feel like a naughty cub when his boss chastised him like that. "1... 2... 2 ½... 2 ¾..."

The absurdity of it made Warren crack up, laughing between sniffles. "That isn't funny!"

"Yes, it is. Now let me in, or I am going to give you a spanking.... .... Last chance... 3..."

There was a click from the door, and it swung open. Harley was standing there with a worried look and a paperclip in his paw.

Warren was sitting on the toilet naked with the soaked diaper in his paw. As the older bear came in, he didn't even try to hide himself.

Sitting down on the side of the bathtub, Harley said nothing for a long while but just held Warren in his arms.

"I didn't mean to wet... I don't ever mean to. Why can't I just stop?" Warren said quietly.

"I know you don't mean to, but it isn't a big deal. I promise. I love you, kiddo, and I want to see you happy. I tease you like that because you are so cute, especially in those diapers. "Harley said, nodding to the diaper in the young bear's paws. "If you don't want to be a little, you don't have to. I just thought it was what you wanted. You seemed so eager yesterday."

"I DO want it... I just... I dunno. It is a bit weird, you know, having a Daddy again." The young bear tried desperately to explain. "It feels so strange. This has always been my secret. Having someone else know just feels wrong. I want to just run away and hide when I wet. Having you watch it happen made me feel funny."

"You should know by now. I don't care if you wet. Wouldn't care if your fur turned purple or you shot rainbows from under your tail. Actually, that second one might be funny." Harley said with a chuckle, trying to lighten the mood. "Now, if you want me to be, I would love to be your Daddy. I think you just need some time to get used to it. If you want to stop at any time, just let me know, and I will back off, okay?" Harley said, holding him tight.

It took Warren a while before he responded. "I don't want you to back off. This feels so right. I don't want you to back off even if I say I do, okay? Sometimes I might just need a firm paw to the butt to keep me in line."

He had always been terrible at anything involving relationships. He would run away when things got serious or hard. Strangely he craved discipline and structure, which is why he excelled at his work even though he had only been there a short time.

"Does that mean what I think it means, cub?" Harley asked wearily.

"I think so..." Warren suddenly felt shy getting called out on it.

"I have no problems being a disciplinarian. In fact, I quite like it. If that is what you want, I have no problem adjusting your attitude now and then with paddling or worse. It would also mean you must do as you are told and take your licks if you earn them." It was Harley's turn to feel a bit nervous now.

He had been missing something like this in his life for quite a while. He did not enjoy punishing or beating subs. What he loved was building them up, not tearing them down. All the fun and excitement came from the interplay of disobedience and submission. Good boys who always behaved were no fun at all. Someone like Warren, who craved discipline but struggled with controlling themselves, was perfect in the older bear's eyes. The way he saw it, an ideal cub was better off for having a daddy, not degraded by it. Hearing the cutest chubby little bear essentially asking to be taken care of and disciplined was almost too much for him. He could feel his loins surging to life as he imagined that perfect fat butt bent over, waiting for a spanking.

"I understand that, Sir...." Warren's voice was soft, barely above a whisper.

"What if I told you I don't tolerate boys who throw tantrums and lock themselves in the bathroom and that they deserve to be punished for acting like a spoiled child? Would you take your punishment?" Harley asked slowly, making sure there was no room for misinterpretation.

Warren could feel the heat rising to his cheeks and tips of his ears as he answered quickly, almost without hesitation. "Yes, Sir."

"That is a very good start, boy. Now I want you to shower, then go out to the chair and bend over it. You are going to think about how you behaved. I will be waiting." Harley said with his head spinning. This young cub that fell into his lap was more than he could ever have dreamed. He loved the kid and was sure Warren loved him back. The fact that the plump young bear seemed eager to take him on as a dom and a Daddy was just icing on the cake.

Rising up, Warren shuffled into the shower and pulled the curtain closed. Harley gave him one last instruction before going back out and flopping on the bed.

"I think you know better than to jerk off while you are showering. Right, cub?"

"Yes, Daddy..." Warren called, his cheeks still flush. Being forced to shower before his punishment was just making it worse. Papa was forcing him to wait and giving him time to get worked up with worrying.

Eventually, he slunk out of the bathroom, looking sullen. The erection he was trying to hide told a much different story than his drooping ears. The big bear was sprawled on the bed, rubbing his big chubby belly as he waited. He could see that his Daddy was not hard, but he filled out the basket of the Bulge underwear all the same. Harley pointed to the chair where he had spanked him the day before. Not needing to say anything to get the boy to move.

Warren did as was told and bent over it. His stiff little cock rubbed into the arm of the chair, leaving a spot of precum. He didn't know what to expect, his rump was still stinging from the last time, and he was about to get it again.

It felt like an eternity as Warren lay there bent over the arm of the chair, his big butt raised high into the air. He knew his boss was just watching and waiting. He felt so exposed and vulnerable but, at the same time, incredibly aroused. It was intoxicating. Warren's heart leaped into his throat as he heard Harley's heavy footsteps approaching from behind.

A snap of Harley's fingers stopped the cub in his tracks when he started to turn around to look at his Daddy. "Eyes down..."

Warren obeyed even though he didn't know why he was not allowed to look at his Papa. "Why Daddy?" he asked quietly.

The big older bear wanted him to keep his eyes off of him because he was not only rock hard but stroking his fat cock as he approached. He had been savoring the sight of the younger bear's big chubby butt stuck up in the air while lying on the bed. The view of the cub with his legs spread and balls dangling down between his thighs had been more than enough to get him stiff. He would have mounted his cub right then and there if he thought even for a second the cub was ready for it.

The cub didn't need to know that yet. As far as he knew, Daddy was stern and upset at his tantrum. He didn't need to know he was actually lusting after him. Finally getting close enough, they could feel each other's body heat. Harley rubbed his paw over his boy's rump, making him gasp.

"Because I said so. Now let me see your cock." He said, making a show of checking his cub's cock to see if he had pawed off. Pulling back the boy's long foreskin, he clinically inspected his tip. He knew he had not jerked off, but it reinforced his Daddy role and added to Warren's humiliation.

"I was good, Sir...."

"Yes, you did very well not touching yourself for five minutes. That does not get you a reward, cub. We will see when your three days are up. Now, how many licks did you get last time, cub?"

"T-twenty, Sir..."

"And how many does my cub think he should get for his outburst?" Harley asked, grinning to himself. Knowing that by asking, he was putting Warren in an impossible position.

If he said too few, he might earn him extra spankings. If he said, too many Daddy might just agree. Warren whimpered out a response so softly it was unintelligible.

"What was that?"

"T-Ten, Sir..." Warren said, squirming again over the arm of the chair.

"Oh, I don't think that is right at all...."

Warren winced, and he tried again... "Fifteen, Sir?"

"Wrong again, cub... Now count them out like last time."

The paw came down hard on Warren's ass, making it jiggle. "ONE!"

Harley stopped and rubbed the abused cheek for effect. "After all, 20 was for beating off and lying to Papa."

"TWO!" Warren yelped as his other butt cheeks got a sharp smack.

"And all you did was throw and tantrum and piddle on the floor."

"THREE!"

"That isn't nearly as bad, is it?"

"FOUR!" The paw came down the fourth and final time on his tender stinging ass.

When it became apparent no more smacks were coming, Warren started to get up with his cheeks burning with embarrassment, but a firm paw held him down on the chair.

"I didn't say you could get up, cub... you are not done."

Warren felt his panic rise as Harley's huge fat pole slid effortlessly between his ass cheeks. His foreskin tip rolled back as it pressed inward, eventually letting that hot tip kiss against his boy's pucker.

"Daddy!" The twenty-one-year-old cub gasped, thinking his virgin hole was about to be breached.

Instead, the slick-up slid upwards between the fat cub's ass cheeks. "Mmm, don't you worry, boy. Daddy isn't ready to mount you yet, but you are getting a load all over your cute ass."

The young brown bear shuddered as the massive Kodiak pole thrust its way up between his cheeks repeatedly, as his daddy hot-dogged his rump. Warren squirmed and moaned as he felt his cheeks get invaded by the big cock. Each thrust forced him to grind his little cock into the soft fabric of the chair.

The older bear held down his cub, pinning him to the chair as he mock-mounted him. It fell just short of actually fucking his boy. Every now and then, the tip would kiss Warren's hole just right and threaten to push its way inside, but Daddy was too in control and made sure things went just as he planned.

In the end, Harley finished himself off with his paw, spraying a load all over his cub's ass. Warren shuddered as he felt that hot load dripping between his chubby cheeks and over his hole.

"Now you will keep that load on your ass all day as a reminder of whose boy you are...."

Warren shuddered again as Harley made him step into a pair of training pants and pulled him up over his cum soaked ass. Much to his horror, when he finally was allowed to sit up, the arm of the chair was smeared with cub cum. With all of his wiggling and squirming, he had managed to seed all over the chair, though not intentionally.

"It wasn't on purpose!" Warren blurted out quickly, trying to cover his face. He had been hoping it had been a small load which it was, but it was far from noticeable.

"I know that. I saw your paws the whole time. Besides, unless I say otherwise, you will never be punished for cumming if I am humping you. Little cubbies can't help if they squirt when a real man like Daddy mounts them.

"But, I am a man...." Warren said, feeling defensive. Harley was still behind him, holding him tightly.

"No. You are a little cub who needs his Daddy to take care of him, and you will learn that." Harley said, giving his cub another thump on the rump through the thick clean training pants. These ones were even thicker than his old ones.

Somehow, during all that, Warren had not even caught a glimpse of his Papa when he was hard. From the feel of it on his rump, he knew Daddy must be huge, but he couldn't be sure without seeing it. He was ashamed to admit that he was very curious. Harley seemed to have no problem showing off his goods when he was soft but was always maddeningly out of view when he was hard, which was exactly how he wanted it. Harley planned on using it as a way to tease and frustrate his boy. See how long he could keep the boy guessing. The older Kodiak had gotten the idea after catching the cub trying to sneak a peek more than once.

Letting go of his cub, Harley pointed to the cum stain on the chair. "Now, clean that up."

Warren gave him his best "You have got to be kidding me" look, but it only earned him a soft cuff upside the head and a firm grip on his scruff. Daddy made sure he licked up every last drop of his cum before he let go, and he couldn't have loved it more.

Before he stood back up, Harley jigged his now flaccid cock at Warren. It was still dripping with his seed. "Now clean this up too, and be quick about it. We need to leave soon for work. I am not going to skip the gym this morning because you needed your ass warmed up."

Warren couldn't believe what he was hearing. He had just been spanked, pinned down, humped until his Daddy painted him with cum, and then forced him to lick up his seed. Now Harley expected him to lick his cock clean? He was even talking about it like any other duty, like doing the dishes. Something about how he so casually expected him to do it was a huge turn, though, and he soon found his lips wrapped around his Papa's soft pole.

"Good boy. I was worried I would have to punish you again for not going your chores. Just get it clean. You are not trying to suck out another load." Harley chastised when Warren was trying his damnedest to get Harley hard again. Pulling his cock from his boy's lips the older bear inspected his tool and pronounced it was clean. "Good boy.

****

The rest of the day went by in a blur. Harley brought him to the gym for a quick workout before work. Warren had never really been to a gym before or even really worked out. Harley offered to show him around, but with their tight schedule, he decided to just watch while Daddy bear did his thing.

After a shower, they headed to work and were surprised that things were progressing slightly better than before. They were a seven-day-a-week operation, so it was not strange to find the place packed on a Sunday. While they were at work, Harley treated his boy like nothing in the last twenty-four hours had ever happened. Warren was having trouble keeping thoughts of his boss out of his head, though. It didn't help that he could still feel the slick load between his rump cheeks.

Harley did insist that they use the bathroom frequently, so he didn't have an accident. Luckily there was an executive bathroom, and Harley was the only exec in the building with a key. Each time his Daddy drug him into the toilet, the cub watched as he fished out his cock and used the urinal with a sense of awe. He simply could not believe his boss-turned-Daddy was that well-hung. He only got caught playing with himself once while daddy peed.

"If you shake more than three times, you're playing with yourself, cub." Harley chastised him; despite thinking, he was being stealthy.

That night they went to bed curled up together, nuzzling. Warren had been on his best behavior all night, aware that there were consequences for his actions. He did not even fuss when daddy put him into another one of the overnight diapers.

Monday, they managed to get out of bed early. Papa changed his cub out of his soaked diaper and let Warren know that he was not allowed to take off the diapers on his own. The cub just nodded and giggled. He liked having his Daddy do it anyway.

They showered together quickly then it was right back into training pants which Warren had expected anyway.

"You are going to wear these until you can prove that you can stay dry during the day. If you soak them, you will have to wear daytime diapers too." The older bear warned as he dressed Warren like a cub, not even letting him tie his own shoelaces.

Warren had spent a good portion of his mind on other things. He mostly thought a lot about the gym and why Harley went every morning.

"Can you show me how you, um...work out?" He asked sheepishly as his boss was getting changed into his workout clothes.

"Of course, I don't mind at all. Why the change, though? You have never wanted to come with me before." Harley asked curiously.

Warren looked down at his pudgy body, wearing only a pair of training pants with a rocket ship pattern. He lifted up his belly and made it jiggle. "I want less of this... Doesn't Papa want his boy to be fit and hot?"

The old bear laughed and made his own belly wobble. "We are bears, sweetie. We would be hard-pressed to get down to husky, let alone fit."

"The other guys in my family are not this fat...." Warren said, sounding down.

"Honey, I work out because I like to, and it keeps me somewhat healthy. You may be a little bit round, but that is okay. If you really want help with it, I am sure you can tone up a little, but I want you to love yourself how you are. I sure do."

"Really?" Warren said, blushing a bit.

"Why do you think I spank you so much? That round chubby ass is too inviting." Harley said with a chuckle.

"I still think I wanna work out so I can get some, um... stamina."

"Nothing wrong with that, kiddo, now come on. I am guessing you have something to wear?"

Warren nodded and dashed off to rummage through his luggage. He was terribly embarrassed when his vibrator fell out of his suitcase. The blushing cub tried to hide it, but his Papa just picked it up and tucked it into his suitcase with a devious grin.

His next humiliation was when he found out Papa had no intention of letting him take off the training pants while he worked out. He quickly gave up on that fight because he was so excited.

It bit him in the ass a little, though, when he had to change in the hotel locker room. Having to use a combination of his long dress shirt and the towel, he had to hide the training pants from an older horse who kept checking him out. Once the horse left and they were alone, Harley insisted on finishing dressing his cub.

The day passed quickly, but there was some unexpected news from the office. Things were going so well that they might even be able to go home early. They had only been there a week, but it had felt much longer. Neither of them wanted to think about what would happen when they went home. They were both so caught up in their new romance.

Warren was still feeling awkwardly horny after his encounter with Harley. The cub knew he probably shouldn't, but he found himself poking around porn sites he followed on his work laptop. Harley was in his office on a conference call, so Warren was alone, camped out in an unused office. At first, he didn't really intend to rub one out. He was just enjoying keeping himself teased. _ _

Just before lunch, Harley got an automated email from the IT Department. He nearly choked on his coffee when he saw it was a flag alert from the porn filter. He had never actually seen one before. When he saw which laptop it was registered to, he just shook his head. Luckily the report only went to your immediate supervisor. The system was set up, so it did not actually block your access. Just log where you went to. It was not widely advertised around the office that it was installed on the work computers.

Clearly, Warren had not heard the rumors. Harley struggled for a moment, trying to decide just how much he wanted to snoop. He could easily see what was on Warren's screen. His curiosity won out, though, and he monitored the misbehaving bear's screen with a few clicks.

Harley was not completely surprised at what he saw. It was a series of pictures of older men mounting younger furs about Warren's age. He felt his cock stir thinking about what Warren must be doing. After the older fur pictures, the flavor changed a bit as the younger bear moved to a different blog. This one seemed to have quite a few images of tied-up furs being fucked and teased. Warren seemed to linger quite a while on ones of boys getting spanked, usually by a daddy fur. The spanking kept his attention for quite a good twenty minutes before he typed in the address for another blog.

Daddys-boi.furblog.com

Harley almost felt ashamed he was watching as the page loaded. It appeared to be a personal blog of a younger lion that was kept as a cub by this Daddy, a large fat tiger. Warren clicked through picture after picture of the chubby lion getting put into training pants or diapers and humiliating baby clothing. Nearly all the photo sets ended with the lion spanked and stuffed into diapers and chastity.

A big grin spread across Harley's muzzle as he opened up his chat program.

***

A window at the top of Warren's screen blinked red as he got a message from Harley. "How are you feeling after the workout?

_ "I am feeling okay.."_ He said quickly, trying to close out of the porn windows. He felt a little silly. It wasn't like Harley could see his screen. He still felt guilty, though.

"Good boy."

"I am sorry about the other morning. I was a wreck."

"I already told you not to worry about it. Now how are you? Are your britches still dry?"

Warren fidgeted at his desk. He was acutely aware of the tented front of his training pants.

"Yeah, they are dry."

"What have you been up to? Have you been good?"

"Just working on those reports you gave me. I guess I have been good." Warren replied, not sure what he meant by good.

"You are not fibbing to me, are you, cub?"

"About what?"

"Being good."

"No..."

"Care to prove it?" Harley was mostly teasing, but he was genuinely curious.

"How?"

The younger bear jumped a bit as he got a ring signaling that Harley wanted him to join to video chat. He hesitated, afraid to answer.

"You going to pick up?"

Hesitantly Warren clicked open the video chat and saw Harley's smiling face as his webcam turned on.

"Stand up... now..."

It was an order, not a suggestion. Knowing he was caught, he stood up slowly, revealing that his pants were down around his ankles and the front of his training pants was tented.

"Why are you so hard, Cubby?

"You are um... looking at me..." Harley said, giving a half-truth.

"Is that the only reason? You wouldn't have been using your work computer for something naughty, would you?"

Warren felt his heart sink as he realized what Harley must have seen.

"I am sorry!" He said pleadingly. "I know I shouldn't have...."

"Yes, you shouldn't have. Now pull down your britches and show me what you were tugging while looking at all those dirty pictures." Harley's voice was low and growling.

"But someone might see!" He whispered, hoping no one had heard so far.

"I sent everyone out for lunch an hour ago; almost no one is here, and the security cameras don't get installed until next week. Get up and shut the blinds, then lock the door."

Hesitating only a moment, Warren moved quickly to seal up the office he was in. He settles back down in front of the camera, feeling exhilarated. "Okay, the blinds are shut, and the door is locked."

"Then why are you still wearing your underpants. Didn't I tell you to take them off?"

The eager young bear had them down around his ankles without another word. His little prick stood humiliatingly at attention.

"Good. Now show me how you were touching yourself while watching all those boys get spanked by a Daddy... Or did you prefer that poor little lion all diapered up and humiliated?"

Hoping to avoid the question, the young bear wrapped his paw around his little swollen member and started to stroke, trying to put on a show for his Daddy.

"I didn't hear an answer. Did you like the boy getting spanked or the lion in diapers better?"

"T-the lion sir...." He almost lied, but he was oddly afraid somehow the Kodiak would know.

"Mmmm, that is what I thought. Keep stroking, but you are not allowed to pop. You will not be allowed to cum again for a week if you do."

Warren slowed his pace, not wanting to push himself over the edge.

"Mmm, good boy. You still have my bag, right?" Harley asked with a dirty grin.

Warren nodded into the camera as he stroked.

"Good, now find that vibe and the bottle of lube I keep there. I want you to slick your hole and ease it in nice and slow so I can see, okay?"

Knowing he was already in trouble, Warren quickly did as he was told. He made sure the webcam was positioned just right so Daddy could watch. He slowly fucked himself on camera for nearly five minutes before he heard the tell take grunt and moan of his Papa cumming hard.

"Mmmm, very good boy. Now get dressed and get your ass in here. Leave the vibe in."

Warren dashed into his office after pulling up his pants and locked the door behind him. Once inside, he saw Harley with his spent cum soaked cock hanging out of his suit, which was covered in bear seed. Warren whimpered when he saw the cum covered suit

"I am sorry I didn't mean to...."

Harley yanked down his pants and gave him twenty more swats, but he didn't have to count them out.

Afterward, he forced his cub to lick his suit clean, then his cock and balls. Lastly, Warren had to jerk off with the vibe still up his ass but had to keep himself on edge until everyone came back from lunch, not being allowed to cum. Harley watched passively behind his desk while pawing off and snapping pictures of his cub with his phone. He sent him back out with a stiff cock and blue balls. Sometime later, Harley texted his cub an image of his keyboard sprayed with cum and one of the humiliating pictures of Warren on his monitor.

That night they finally got the upgraded suite in the hotel, complete with kitchen and laundry facilities. Harley made them both dinner. Warren started to complain when he saw Harley eating herb-crusted chicken while he got macaroni and cheese with hot dogs in it. When it clicked what was going on, he blushed and thanked his Daddy for the meal.

They ended up only using the second bedroom for storage though Harley had plans for a changing station. Warren just blushed and tried to insist that he didn't need the diapers that badly. Warren fell asleep beside his Daddy, nice and secure in his thick diaper, feeling more content than ever before.

****

Sometime in the middle of the night, Harley shook his cub away again. "Sweetie, the bed is wet. Wake up."

"But... I am wearing my diaper...." Warren whimpered quietly. Feeling the sheets, he could tell his Daddy was right. It was just hard to know in his soaked diaper. Checking it with his paw, he quickly realized what was wrong. The front was only fastened on one side.

Harley was checking out the diaper as well. "Looks like you sprung a leak, kiddo."

"I-I'm just a little damp...." The cub said, pouting.

"You aren't damp, sweetie; you are soaked, and so is the bed. Are you sure that isn't a fire hose you got hidden in there?" The bigger bear said, teasing Warren's little package, hoping he would make him laugh.

It did make his dour cub crack a smile and squirm. "I think you have the fire hose...." He said, grabbing at his Papa's bulge with a giggle. "It is huuuuuuge!"

"I don't know, it might be big, but it doesn't seem to be as good at soaking things as yours," Harley said with a laugh.

Warren gave his best pretend pout, feeling a little better now. "You are just teasing cuz I am small...."

"Oh, are you small down there? Come here. Let me take a look." Harley manhandled Warren, ripping open the wet diaper effortlessly and laying his cub face up on his lap.

"Hey! Don't!" Warren pleaded, suddenly feeling shy as his nub of cock was exposed. It was shrunken up more than normal after being trapped in his wetness all night.

Harley let out a low lusty rumble as he reached down to tease and grope the little bear's coin purse and uncut tip. "Mmmm, I don't think you are small. You are just perfect, cub. Little cubs like you don't need more than that."

"No teasing..." Warren protested weakly. Though he wouldn't have admitted it, the teasing turned him on. His cock did the confessing for him as he started to get hard.

"Oh, look at that. You are still my frisky little cub, aren't you? Even if you've got soggy britches. I wonder what it looks like next to Daddy." Harley said as he slid his paw down the front of his tented briefs and pulled out his big thick slab of bear cock. He was only half hard, and he slowly slicked up his paw and started to work his length, putting on a bit of a show for his Cubby as he got nice and hard. He let it flop down with a thud onto Warren's crotch. The size difference was nearly obscene. Daddy had said he was a real man; this just punctuated the point.

Warren was probably four inches long, but he lost at least an inch of that into his pudge. Harley was about eight or nine inches, even with his big belly and over twice as thick. "What does cubby think of that?"

Nearly panting, the younger bear reached down and started to stroke his Papa's big cock. He felt a strange mix of humiliation and submission that washed over him as he got a good look at his Daddy hard for the first time.

"It's um...It is good you are the Daddy." Warren said with a blush.

"And I am glad you are my cub. Now enough of that. We need to get some sleep tonight. Let's get you changed."

"But I thought we were going to...." Warren whimpered, his dripping need exposed and on display. With as hard as his Papa was, he couldn't believe he didn't want to go further, even if they were lying in the soaked sheets.

"Going to what? Have sex? Not tonight, sweetie. Yes, your Daddy wants to, but I want to make sure you are ready to take it before I mount you. You will need to practice first. "

"P-Practice?" Warren yelped in surprise, not entirely sure what Daddy meant.

Harley laughed and petted the side of his cub's face comfortingly. "Yes, practice with toys and other things. Just you and me, sweetie. I want your first time with me to be great for both of us."

Looking at Daddy's cock, he saw some sense in waiting until after he practiced some before trying to take Daddy. He had only ever taken his vibrator, which was no bigger than his little cock. He nodded in understanding and slipped his paw around his little cock, and started to pump. He was so worked up that he thought it would take only a few strokes.

He heard the growl of warning a split second before Harley grabbed his ankle and hoisted his legs up. He got one hard smack on the bottom.

Jerking his paws away from his bits, Warren cried out. "What did I do?!"

"You are still grounded until tomorrow morning."

"But I need to cum!" Warren pleaded.

"Little cubs don't need to do anything of the sort. I have half a mind to take away your cumming privileges altogether, boy." Harley growled out. The older bear had quite a bit of experience with kinks other than A0BDL. Warren was not the first boy he had to train to not paw off. It had been a few years, and it was thrilling to deny a needy boy his orgasm again.

"Noooo! I will be good. I promise." The younger bear pleaded. Warren, for his part, was eager to play the game. He had never gotten to do much more than fantasize about being dominated and controlled by an older male, but he was surprisingly willing to fall into the role.

"We will see. Right now, you are not allowed to paw off on your own. That means Daddy can make you cum, or you have to ask permission. Do you understand? What does cub have to do if he wants to touch his weenie?"

Humiliated and embarrassed all at the same time, Warren pinned his ears back and whimpered. "Ask Daddy to paw?"

"Very good.... Now, what do you say?" The older bear said with a big grin spreading across his muzzle.

"Can I p-paw off?"

"That is not how you ask your Daddy something. Say it right, and I might let you."

With an embarrassed look, he asked again. "Can I paw off, please?"

"Sir...." Harley added with a raised eyebrow.

"What?" The younger bear felt his heart sink.

"I never told you to stop calling me Sir. You can call me Daddy or Papa, but when you ask for something, you call me Sir...."

Bubbling over with frustration, Warren cried out. "C-can paw off, please. Sir?"

"No..."

"But!"

"No buts Daddy said no... Are you going to argue with me?"

Realizing he would not win his fight, he whimpered in defeat. "No, Sir."

"I MIGHT reconsider, but cubby will have to do something."

"Please, Daddy!" Warren could see the carrot dangling in front of him.

The big older bear gave his frustrated cub a gentle rub on his chubby belly, folded the soaked front of Warren's diaper back into place, and held it there with his big paw. "I want you to finish wetting for me... Don't worry, though. I asked them to put rubber sheets onto the bed before we moved to this suite."

The request was more than a little surprising. "You did want me to wet? W-wait, what did you tell them."

"Yes, I want you to soak yourself, show Daddy how much of a little cub you are. " Harley ordered in a low rumble.

"B-but what did you tell them...." Warren was worried that everyone in the hotel knew he was a bedwetter.

"I told them the truth, sweetie... That they have a guest who might wet the bed. Don't worry, I didn't tell them it was you. They probably think I am bed wetter."

That actually got a laugh out of the younger bear as he cranked his tented front with a paw, earning him a wrap on the wrist. Thinking about his boss wetting was surprisingly getting a rise out of the cub. He couldn't tell if it was because he was already worked up or if he genuinely liked the idea.

"Y-you don't wet though... You are a big bear."

"They don't have to know that. I may be a big bear, but I can think of more than one way to get the sheets wet. If you are too embarrassed to wet with me watching but still want to make a cummy, I might have to show you one." The big bear was grinning ear to ear.

"You wouldn't? Would you?" Warren asked, catching on to his Papa's watersports threats.

"I am not sure you know me as well as you think you do. Now, are you going to do it or not?"

"But I can't! You are watching, and it is embarrassing...."

"What if Daddy does it first? Hmm?" Harley said, tucking his big cock back into his underwear and laying down on his back. "Come here."

Warren found himself nearly shaking in anticipation as he lay down beside Harley. The big bear put his arm around him and held him tight. It felt so forbidden, wetting on purpose... to get off.

"You sure this is okay? You aren't doing this because I wet the bed, are you?

"No way, cutie. Wanna know a secret? It feels really good to paw if you are a little wet...." Harley said, slipping his paw into the waistband and starting to slowly stroke and tease Warren's cock. "I have been paying with piss for years. Long before I met a certain soggy little bear."

The younger bear pressed back into his new Papa feeling slightly reassured as he got his little tip teased.

Harley leaned to grab a few towels he had stashed next to the bed earlier in case of any accidents. He slipped them under Warren folded over.

"W-what are you doing. I didn't wet yet.... I thought you were going to go first." Warrant whimpered softly. He was still getting teased.

Nibbling on an ear, Harley whispered to him. "Papa wants to play a little game. Let out just a little. Don't worry, you won't leak."

Squirming and panting, Warren muttered. "O-ok..." Sounding a little unsure, but he did as he was told. He usually had to pee first thing in the morning, so it made it a little easier. Peeing with an erection was always a bit of a challenge, though, and he screwed up his face grunting softly as he tried to pee. When he finally felt his bladder release, it was so sudden it made him squeak. It was only a small squirt, but his bits were suddenly warm and slick with his piss.

The big paw in his undies rewarded him for obedience, and he slicked back his foreskin gently. The young bear moaned as the sensitive tip got stroked. The piss felt so good getting rubbed into his cock.

"Very good boy. I bet you like that, huh? Now you might as well soak them. They have to be washed anyway." Harley said, sounding devious. "Go on, I promise it is okay... no punishments."

"But you said you were going to...." Warren whined softly, unable to take his eyes off his Papa's bulging crotch."

"I did, didn't I?" Harley said, sliding his paw out of Warren's diaper and onto his bulge. He groped and tugged on his big pole through his white briefs. The young bear nearly leaped out of his skin when he saw a dark yellow spot starting to form at his Daddy's tip.

Harley moaned and grunted as he began to force his piss through his hard-on, stroking himself as he soaked the tight briefs. When they were saturated with piss, he slid them down and kept rubbing his piss-slick pole, his stream beating down on his crotch and belly, matting down the fur.

Warren tried to beat off again to what he was watching, but his Papa stopped him, chastising him. "Not until you wet...."

Laying back, Warren tried to relax and squeeze his bladder while watching his Papa beat off with his own piss. He was shaking when he finally felt his bladder release, and he began to soak his diaper for a second time.

Papa was right. It felt strangely good to feel his warm piss all over his bits as he paws. He kept flooding as he jerked. Even watching Daddy was not secondary to pawing his own cock. From the corner of his eye, he saw Harley's stream of piss falter and cut off as he arched his back and let out a sharp growl.

The older bear spasmed hard as his first blast of cum sprayed his belly fur and crotch. He milked out rope after rope of cum as he watched his cub piss himself.

When he finished, Harley pulled Warren in tight, the cub had run out of piss, but he was still furiously pawing off. Harley pressed his piss, and cum covered paw up to Warren's lips, the panting up opened slowly, accepting the musky treat. He sucked his Daddy's cummy thumb like a pacifier.

"Shhh, you like the taste of Daddy's seed, don't you, little one. Come on, cubby cum for your Daddy... Make a sticky mess in that cute little diaper for me."

No further encouragement was needed, and Warren bucked his hips hard and cried out as he began to fire his load into the front of his waterlogged padding. Almost by instinct, he began to suck the offered thumb again.

"Yes, that is my good boy... Daddy is so proud of his little cub." In truth, the older bear was proud. Most subs wouldn't humiliate themselves like that their first time, even if Daddy demonstrated it.

Rolling over, Warren clung to his new Daddy and held on tight. The strange brew of emotions he was feeling was overwhelming. His pent-up sexual tension of the past few days was released in a tangled mess of despair, humiliation, lust, and love.

He wished he could explain it all to his Daddy, but it was just too hard. Sighing, he settled for. "Thank you, Sir."

"Oh, you are welcome, Cubby. Daddy enjoyed that as much as you did or more. Daddy is not likely to do that again, you know. I am here to take care of you and teach you how to be a good cub, and that does not involve a lot of Daddy pissing all over himself. On the other hand, you might end up with some of Daddy's piss on you now and then. Okay?" Harley said, trying his best to explain what just happened. Watersports had been part of his preferred bedroom play for a while, and he was hoping his cub didn't mind.

"I-if you think I need it, Sir..." Warren replied meekly. Until tonight he never would have thought he would like piss play. Suddenly the thought didn't just interest him. It aroused him. Watching the older bear piss in the bathroom made his heart skip. Seeing him do it with a hard-on while jerking off was about the hottest thing he had ever seen. It made the younger bear have urges he never even knew he had.

"I did that for a reason, cub... I don't want you to be pee shy around me. I want you to get used to it and like it. Do you think you can do that?"

Warren gave him another nod and a nervous giggle.

"Good boy, we can talk about it more tomorrow... I think it is high time we discuss what being my cub means. For now, let's get the bed stripped, and your diaper changed. Tomorrow you are going to spend all day in diapers. If you can't even keep the bed dry while wearing diapers, you are not big enough for your training pants. "

"But... You said..."

"I know what I said. I told you I would take care of my cub however I saw fit if he couldn't keep from wetting. Well, Cub. You keep wetting yourself, so Daddy will do something about it. If you fuss, you are getting another spanking and put into a diaper tomorrow anyway."

"But I don't wanna wear a diaper all the time... Imma big boy...." The young cub started to sniffle. Deep down, he knew training pants were never going to last. He was just a soggy little diaper cub waiting to happen.

"No, you aren't a big boy... Now be a good boy and shower while I strip the bed. I will meet you there." Harley said evenly. He waited on bated breath to see how his boy would react. See if he would catch on. Since he had woken up wet, Harley had been trying to push his young cub into acting like one, trying to goad him into throwing a tantrum.

Warren took a moment to process what was about to happen. He realized, more than anything, this might define their relationship. If he did as he was told, he would be a good boy and show Daddy just how mature he was. Big boys did as they were told, even if they didn't like it. Somehow, he knew it would all end if he was a good boy. He would stop being a little cub before it even really started. He might spend a few days in diapers or even until they got back, but it would probably end there. They would probably even keep dating, but he wouldn't be Daddy's little cub.

It was too easy to be good, rewarded, and get a pat on the head. Never have to get scolded and punished. What is better? Daddy's little angel, right? Only cubs are not always good little balls of fluff that always do as they are told. They scream and throw fits. They misbehave, and their parents punish them and put them in time out, but they love them all the same. Harley and Warren both knew that was the dynamic for them without ever saying a word.

He could be good, or he could play the game and act like a brat. Get Daddy to punish him and treat him like the little baby cub he knew he was. Get his ass padded and fucked, locked in chastity, or tied up. Every naughty raunchy ABDL porn flick he ever saw flicked through his mind as he carefully chose his next words.

"NO! You aren't my Daddy! You are not putting me in a diaper!" The young bear huffed and crossed his arms for dramatic effect.

If he didn't know he had a role to play as well, Harley would have screamed for joy. His timid blushing little boyfriend was becoming a bratty little cub, and he couldn't have been happier.

"I am going to pretend I didn't hear that last bit. I will give you one last chance, then you are getting put into diapers anyway, and I will spend my whole day off tomorrow paddling your ass for talking back." Harley growled menacingly.

The little brat huffed again and stuck out his tongue. "NO!"

Warren barely even had time to squeak as Harley growled and drug him over his knee. The young cub kicked and fussed as his Daddy paddled his wet butt. When he wouldn't hold still, Warren felt a big paw grab hold of his nuts and grip them just short of pain. If he kept thrashing, it would start hurting, and he would only have himself to blame.

It only slowed down his thrashing. Harley thought about giving his fussy cub a tap on his little coin purse but decided against it. Warren's ass was still tender from the spankings he had gotten over the past few days, and this time Daddy was not playing gently. Neither of them bothered to count how many times he got spanked, but his ass felt hot and raw when Daddy finished tanning his hide. Warren was sobbing and sniffling as he bawled like a baby cub.

When he decided his cub had had enough, the big Kodiak grabbed him by the scruff and hooked his other paw under his leg. Warren being small for brown bear and Harley large for Kodiak made this surprisingly easy to pick him up and carry him around like a naughty toddler.

Naked and still thrashing, the young bear was strangely aware of how his package was flopping around lewdly about as his Daddy carried him into the bathroom. Harley set him down in the shower and turned it on with a crank of the knob. Warren squealed as cold water blasted him and slid down onto his rump.

"Are you going to behave now, or do you need to cool off?" The big naked bear growled. He was only marginally aware of how imposing he looked, towering over his sobbing cub with a massive erection.

"I'll be good, I pwamise!" The humiliated cub cried out, reverting to baby talk.

"We'll see," Harley said, finally adding the hot water and stepping into the shower himself. "I will not tolerate that kind of behavior. Again... I never want to hear you tell me that I am not your Daddy again. Am I understood?"

"Yes, Daddy..." Warren said as his Harley helped him to his feet.

"Okay, come here, kiddo." The big daddy bear said, pulling his boy into a hug. "Daddy still loves you. He is always going to love you, my little baby bear."