As the night progressed, the locker room grew warm with the scent of diapers and arousal. Diapers were filled, changed, and soiled again. Pleas for relief grew more desperate, and the bond between the three men grew stronger with every moment of humiliation and care. The jock and the thug discovered a new side of themselves, a vulnerability they hadn't known existed. And Diaper Daddy? He reveled in their submission, in the power he had to make these two proud men beg for the simplest of needs. The outside world faded away, leaving only the three of them, locked in their own little world of power, pleasure, and pain.