Written by: Switchpoblano
1880 words
Rubén looks at himself carefully in the mirror, his beard has completely disappeared, his face no longer appears to be 52 years old, now he looks like a 30-year-old man. His blue eyes are deeper and his pointed chin makes him look much more handsome than before.
He has just gotten out of the shower, his wet red hair is tangled, which increases the sensation of youth in that body that just a few hours ago, when he still had body hair and facial hair, seemed to be that of a much older man.
His chest, now devoid of all hair, is well-toned and defined, the muscles in his abdomen are complete, hard, and firm, and his long and defined arms are also hairless and are the arms of a young man.
Rubén has lost twenty years after Lázaro shaved his entire body, while looking at himself in the mirror, Lázaro remains behind him, dressed in only a damp trusa and with reddish hair all over his body; in silence, he studies Rubén's expressions and lowers his gaze copiously to admire Rubén's pale, fleshy, and now hairless buttocks.
"Was this necessary?" Rubén asks, somewhat annoyed, although tired after the three hours Lázaro spent shaving him.
"Of course," Lázaro says, looking at his penis, which is enclosed in the chastity device he put on the night before and is now completely "bald," without a single pubic hair around it.
Rubén looks at the pile of red hair on the floor, feels that Lázaro has taken something away from him, perhaps his virility, perhaps just a few years.
"Come here, I have something else for you," Lázaro says, pointing to the bed, Rubén walks towards the bed obediently, serene, Lázaro puts his hand in the drawer and takes out a diaper.
"Why?" Rubén asks, lying down, without struggling or defending himself, he stopped fighting a long time ago.
"Because you're my little boy," Lázaro says tenderly, walking towards him with the diaper.
"Lázaro, I'm 52 years old and you're 31," Rubén says, lying down with his legs folded, open, displaying his cage that presses firmly against his 20-centimeter thick and flaccid penis.
"Yes, but I married your mother," Lázaro says, smiling, lifting Rubén's long and depilated legs to put the diaper under his buttocks.
Lázaro lowers Rubén's feet and walks to the dresser, takes some talcum powder, returns to the bed, and lifts Rubén's legs with one hand while sprinkling the powder on his buttocks with the other. Rubén has learned to enjoy Lázaro's hands on his buttocks, Lázaro knows it and caresses him as a reward for his surrender and obedience.
Then he opens Rubén's legs and puts them back on his shoulders to close the diaper. "Ready," he says once he has put the diaper on, admiring his "work."
Rubén gets up and looks at himself in the mirror, he doesn't recognize himself, Lázaro approaches him, hugging him from behind, an embrace that is both erotic and tender. "Bend d...