The boy's diaper is no match for his pent-up desire. He grinds against the mattress, friction building as he nears the edge. The diaper absorbs the first trickle, but the flow increases, saturating the fabric, seeping into his panties. He gasps, the sensation sending jolts of pleasure through him. His cock tents the soaked material, aching for release. He reaches down, rubbing himself through the wet layers, his body trembling as he nears climax, the room filled with the scent of his forbidden act.