Disclaimer: The following is an entirely fictional story about Hanson that involves wearing and using diapers, some discipline, and consensual sex between adult brothers. This does not imply anything about the actual sexuality, activities, or lifestyle of Isaac, Taylor, Zac Hanson, or anyone else, because it is only a fantasy. I don't know Hanson, nor am I related to them in any way. I do not claim or pretend to know anything about their sex lives, but it's probably a good bet that they're nothing like what I describe here. This fictional story is intended for adults, so if you're not a legal adult wherever it is you live, don't read it. Otherwise, enjoy.

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Hanson: Big Brother

by Eros

Chapter 1

It had been a long time since they had just hung out together. They hadn't really grown apart, but the last few years had seen them grow up. Taylor got married and had two kids, Zac got engaged, they started their own record label, put out a new album, and had toured all over the world. They'd been together constantly the whole time, but they seemed to always be writing, practicing, or performing. With all their responsibilities, they hadn't had much time to just hang out like they used to. Even when they did, a wife, a fiancée, a girlfriend, and a kid or two were almost always tagging along. Which was fine. They were all happy with their relationships and responsibilities, and they realized that it was just the way life went: you grow up, get married, have kids, and support your family with your career. But sometimes, in the middle of playing or running down one of the kids or fighting with a girlfriend or giving an interview, they found themselves thinking about the way things were when they were kids themselves.

With two parents and seven kids, the Hanson family was large, but they were all close. Still, Ike, Tay, and Zac shared a special bond between just the three of them. They loved their younger brother and sisters, but they spent more time with each other than with the rest of the family. The three of them shared a love and passion for music and creating, but before they were a band, they were just three brothers running around in the backyard or sitting in their bedroom, playing the silly games that kids play. And whenever they thought about their childhood, there was a certain part of each of them that missed having that. Sure, it used to get annoying at times, always having one or two other guys around, and there were times when they argued or fought. But overall it provided a sense of security for each of them. With each other, they were free to be themselves without having to worry about someone judging them. That was the part they all missed, a certain combination of freedom and safety that came with being surrounded by your two brothers, your two best friends in the whole world.

Now, with the tour ended and things settling down, they were taking some time to try to recapture that feeling. Of course, that's not what they had told their significant others because it would have sounded weird. Truth be told, they hadn't thought it out quite so deeply. Zac had told Kate, "We just need some time to cool down and hang out." She had smiled and mockingly called it a male bonding session. But ultimately, that's exactly what it was. No girls allowed. So Natalie took her and Tay's kids to visit her family in Georgia, Kate went to see a friend in Chicago, and Ike had just broken up with his most recent girlfriend. For the next week, it would be just the three of them, the way it used to be. But this time without Mom and Dad looking over their shoulders.

"I'm gonna kick your ass, Zac!" Taylor said as the fight began.

"Yeah, you keep saying that, and maybe it'll finally come true," Zac replied.

They'd been playing video games for about an hour while Ike sat in his room, working on a new song. Zac had won almost every game, but Taylor wasn't giving up any time soon. Especially not with all the beer he'd been drinking. As much as Zac played, he was damn good and damn hard to beat, but Taylor was determined to catch up with him. After all, it was only the first day of their little vacation in Ike and Zac's apartment in New York, and he had plenty of time to do it. He sipped his beer as he watched his fighter go down again.

"Shit!" Taylor exclaimed.

"You must be going easy on me because I barely felt that ass-kicking," Zac said with a laugh.

"Dude, the gloves are off this time. You're going down!" said Taylor as they started again.

"Yeah, remember that when you hit the ground again," Zac said.

They both pressed the buttons on their controllers furiously, and finally, Zac's fighter fell.

"Yes!" yelled Taylor. "I have seen the ass-kicking," he said doing his Southern preacher impression, "and it is GOOD!"

As he yelled, Taylor felt a pressure on his bladder and realized that the beer was taking its toll. On the screen, Zac was already setting up the next fight. "Wait, dude, I gotta piss," he said.

But Zac had already hit the Start button. "Oops, too late."

"Well, pause it," Taylor said.

"Can't."

"Why not?"

"This game doesn't pause," Zac replied.

Taylor's eyes got a little wider, and he said in surprise, "What the hell kind of game doesn't pause?"

"Well, this one, I guess" Zac said.

"Alright, just hurry up and die so I can go pee."

"No way, dude, I'm not getting my ass kicked just because you drank all that beer! Besides, you're probably just making excuses because you know you're gonna lose again," Zac said laughing.

Taylor forgot about his bladder for a moment and replied, "Fine, gimme your best." That's exactly what Zac did, which made for a tough fight. As it wore on and their fighters traded blows, Taylor felt the pressure really building up, and he found it hard to concentrate on the game. He had to go really bad. Finally, whether because his brother was just that good or because he was so distracted, his fighter fell and he dropped his controller.

He stood up and started for the bathroom, but Zac tackled him from behind, and they tumbled to the floor together.

"What the fuck?!" Tay exclaimed.

"Running from a fight, bro?" Zac asked as they wrestled on the floor.

"No, I just have to piss!" Taylor yelled.

"What's wrong? Can't you hold it?"

"Not for much longer, I can't. And not with you on top of me! Let me go, Zac!"

The stronger of the two, Zac pinned him to the floor and looked down at him with a mischievous grin on his face. "Say," he said, "Are you still ticklish?"

Taylor's eyes went wide. "No, Zac! Dude, don't, I really have to pee!"

Ignoring his brother's words, Zac shifted his weight to his left arm to keep Taylor pinned and started feeling along his ribs. "Let's see, where was that spot again?" he wondered aloud.

"Zac, no! I'm not kidding, I have to piss! Let me up, shithead!"

"Sounds like you could use a good laugh right about now," Zac said as he continued to feel along Taylor's torso and then exclaiming, "Oh, yeah, here it is!" as he finally found the spot he was looking for.

Taylor erupted in childish giggles and said desperately, "Zac, please, I'm gonna piss myself!" Zac ignored him and continued tickling, holding him down so that he couldn't escape. As he laughed and writhed in a futile effort to free himself, Taylor felt the pressure in his bladder reach critical mass. Then, giggling hysterically, he felt a sudden warm dampness erupt in his crotch as his bladder let go. He stopped struggling against Zac in order to concentrate on regaining control of his bladder, but the flow didn't stop even after he was free. Zac stood up and looked down at his older brother lying on the floor with a large wet patch across the front of his jeans and a puddle growing under his ass. "Zac!" Taylor yelled. "God damn it, Zac, I told you I had to pee!" He finally managed to stem the flow of his piss and got up and ran for the bathroom, feeling more pee leak out into his boxers with every step.

Zac grabbed a towel and mopped up the puddle. He walked into his room, which he was sharing with Taylor for the next few days, and tossed the wet towel into his hamper. Then he turned to see his brother stripping his wet clothes off.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Taylor said, stepping out of his soggy pants and boxers. "I told you I had to pee! You wanted me to piss myself, didn't you? You think it's funny?"

"No, I don't think it's funny," Zac said seriously with a strange look on his face. He walked over and put his hand on Tay's shoulder and said, "It's all right. Just calm down, would ya?"

Taylor sighed heavily and, shrugging Zac's hand away, said, "I've gotta wash this piss off me." He walked off into the bathroom and closed the door behind him. Still angry, he stepped into the shower and started the water, letting its warmth flow down his thin, slightly-muscled body. It felt good, but the warm water running down his legs felt just like the warm urine that had run down them just a few minutes ago, and he felt a wave of shame as he thought about what he'd just done. Even though it wasn't his fault, it was humiliating for a twenty-two-year-old husband and father of two children to wet his pants. But as embarrassed as he felt, he also felt something else, a feeling that confused and almost frightened him. He looked down to see his dick beginning to harden and, though he didn't understand it, realized that the thought of pissing his pants excited him. Just as he realized this, the shower curtain slid back, and there stood his completely nude little brother.

"Zac?" he said, staring in confusion. "What the fuck are you doing now?"

Zac stepped into the shower and With that weird look on his face again replied, "Well, I thought since it was my fault that you pissed yourself, I'd come help you clean up." He reached for the soap, and Taylor's cock jumped as he understood what that strange look meant.

"Dude . . . we haven't done anything like this in years!" Taylor said. "What if Ike . . . ?"

"He's busy," Zac said, shrugging off his brother's concern.

"What if he stops being busy?"

"Well, that's where the risk comes in, I guess." And then, taking Taylor's stiff cock in his hand and looking into his older brother's eyes, Zac added with a grin, "And that's what makes it exciting, isn't it?"

"Oh, god," Taylor moaned.

Zac kneeled down and started lathering up his brother's body, paying special attention to his throbbing dick as he cradled it in the palm of his hand. It had indeed been years since they'd fooled around, and he had forgotten how big Tay's hard-on was. His own, even larger member was now at full attention as he gently rubbed his brother's cock. He let the water run over it, washing the suds away, and then he leaned in to put his face directly in front of it. He heard Taylor gasp in anticipation above him, and that was all the encouragement he needed.

Zac stuck his tongue out and slowly ran it from the base of Taylor's cock to the head, then leaned forward and closed his lips around the circumcised tip. He licked the piss slit and tasted precum, and he began to lower his head down the length of the shaft, taking all of his brother's cock into his mouth. Then he raised back up and began to bob up and down on Taylor's dick, gently sucking and licking and enjoying the salty precum as it oozed out. Taylor softly moaned in pleasure and leaned back against the shower wall to support himself. He could already feel his orgasm building. Zac twirled his tongue around the mushroom head, and Taylor tensed up. Zac ran down the shaft one last time and felt it jerk inside his mouth as Tay began to shoot his load. Zac eagerly swallowed as Taylor shot several volleys of cum into his mouth, both young men breathing heavily from their pleasure and exertion. Finally, the eruption subsided and Zac let the softening member slide from his lips and rose up to look his brother in the face.

"Fuck," Taylor breathed. "That was incredible, Zac!"

Zac smiled and said, "Forgive me now?"

"Hell yes!" came the enthusiastic reply.

"Good because I've got another surprise for you," Zac said as he turned off the water and reached for a couple of towels.

"What is it?" Tay asked as they stepped out into the bedroom.

"You'll see. Just go lie on the bed."

Taylor did as he was instructed as Zac disappeared into his large walk-in closet. He emerged a moment later dragging a large wooden chest.

"What's in there?" Taylor asked with a suspicious look on his face.

"This is something Kate introduced me to a while back, and I've grown to like it. I think you will too."

"What is it, Zac?"

"I have to be honest now. I did mean to make you wet your pants, but I didn't mean to embarrass you or anything."

"What?" Taylor asked as he sat up on the bed.

"Because ever since we started planning for the three of us to get together like this, I've been thinking about trying this with you, and now it's something I really want to do. It's kind of weird, and I know we've always been able to talk about stuff, but I just didn't know how to bring this up. I finally decided that pulling that little prank on you was the best way to go, so I made you wet your pants."

"Zac," Taylor said almost crossly. "What the hell are you talking about?"

Finally, Zac opened the chest and reached in and pulled out the last thing Taylor expected to see: a large, thick, white disposable adult diaper.

"You want me to wear a DIAPER?" Tay asked in a surprised tone.

"Yeah!" Zac said enthusiastically. "You'll look a lot cuter in it than Kate!"

Taylor was shocked, but he had to admit he was also curious. After a few moments, he finally agreed to go along with it.

Zac excitedly took the diaper and a container of baby powder and laid them on the bed beside his brother. Once he had everything he needed, he unfolded the diaper and, coaxing his brother's hips into the air, laid it under him. As Taylor's ass came down on the diaper, he noticed how soft the cotton felt to his skin. Then Zac took the container of powder and sprinkled a generous amount of it all around Taylor's dick. Finally, he pulled the front of the diaper up between his older brother's legs, smoothed it out, and taped it shut. He looked down at his brother and, patting the plastic covering of his diaper, said, "Yeah, way cuter than Kate!"

Taylor found that Zac had been right: he was already enjoying himself. He loved the feeling of the soft, thick diaper taped tightly around his waist and the padding on his crotch. It made him feel calm and secure in a way that he hadn't felt in a long time. The sweet scent of the baby powder that had been sprinkled on him added to the overall pleasant sensation he was experiencing. He lay on the bed and smiled slightly at his younger brother. "This isn't bad at all," he said.

Zac smiled back at him and said, "I thought you might like it." Then he leaned over, gently kissed Taylor's forehead, and lay down beside him. Then he put his strong, muscular arms around his older brother, pulled him close, and held him in a firm embrace. He too could smell the baby powder, and it had the same calming effect on him as it did on Taylor. He asked in a soft, soothing voice, "Comfy, Tay?"

The other man answered dreamily, "Yeah. Don't let go, Zac."

"I won't. I promise," Zac answered as he stroked Taylor's hair.

Taylor curled up next to his brother and felt his warm breath gently caress his cheek. He suddenly felt very sleepy and began to feel himself drifting off in Zac's arms.

"What the hell are you guys doing?"

Zac opened his eyes to see Isaac standing in the bedroom doorway staring at them. They had both fallen asleep, and now they'd been caught. Beside him, he could hear Taylor stammering to say something, but he couldn't get the words out. Zac could tell he was afraid of what Ike was thinking. He turned to his brother and said, "It's okay, I'll handle this."

He sat up on the bed and, looking at his oldest brother, said sincerely, "Tay needs this."

Isaac started to say something else but stopped when he saw his brothers' faces. Taylor looked mortified and scared. Wearing a diaper and curled up on the bed, he looked just like a frightened little boy. He sat down beside Zac and, with a calmer expression and tone of voice said, "Okay, I'm listening."

Feeling less worried, Taylor sat up to speak, but Zac put his hand on Tay's chest and gently pushed him back onto the bed, as if to say, "Let me do the talking."

"Everybody wants to be taken care of every now and then, right?" Zac said, looking at Isaac, who nodded faintly. "You know how stressed we've all been the last few years with the label and everything, and Tay's felt it even worse with all of a sudden having a family to support. It's a lot of weight to carry." He paused for a moment and glanced at Taylor. "It didn't used to be this way. Things were fun and easy. You know, just us, cutting up, making music, whatever. And then all of a sudden, everything changed, and we had to change too. It's like you turn around one day, and you're a grown-up, and everybody expects so much from you. And nobody really understands, not Mom and Dad, not Kate, not Natalie, just us. That's what this week is about, isn't? Reconnecting as brothers? Tay just needs . . . a little extra attention, that's all."

Ike gave Taylor a questioning look and said, "Wearing a diaper and spooning with your brother? That's your idea of stress relief?"

"It feels good!" was the only defense the blond man in the diaper could muster.

"It's weird, Taylor!" the older man countered.

Zac interrupted with, "Who are you to judge us? We're not doing anything wrong! We're not hurting anybody! My brother needs me, and I'm here for him! You should be too!"

Ike smirked and said, "What, do you want me to change him and give him a bottle?"

Zac glanced down and saw his brother turn away in shame, and it was all he could take. He looked at Isaac and very calmly said, "No, if you're going to act like that, I want you to join him."

Isaac blinked in surprise, and laughed. "You're out of your fucking mind if you think I'm gonna wear a dia- . . ."

He was cut short when Zac grabbed his wrist, twisted his arm, and pulled Ike toward him. Before he knew what was happening, Zac had laid him face-down over his lap, and he realized what Zac was trying to do. He wiggled and squirmed to get loose, but his younger brother was stronger than he was and had him in a tight grip. With one hand holding Ike down, Zac groped at the front of Ike's pants with the other. He managed to get them unfastened and pulled them down, followed quickly thereafter by his brother's boxers. His bare ass exposed, he struggled harder than ever to free himself, but Zac had him in an iron grip as Taylor sat up to watch. Then, quite suddenly, the palm of Zac's hand came crashing down on his cheeks, followed by an intense stinging sensation. Zac left him no time to recover as he immediately brought his hand down a second time. Then again, and again. Ike lost count after the tenth blow when tears began streaming down his cheeks. Soon after, he was bawling loudly and begging Zac to stop. Finally, he did stop, just as suddenly as he'd begun, and he gently pushed Ike onto the bed where he lay with his face buried in the sheets, still sobbing out of pain and humiliation. Zac let him lay there for a moment as they both recovered from the exertion of the experience. Finally, Ike's sobs subsided, but he continued crying, mainly out of the humiliation of having his younger brother spank him. Adding to his embarrassment was the sudden realization that his cock was standing at attention and that he had obviously found the experience arousing. Then he felt the draft on his ass and, realizing that he was still exposed, reached down to pull his pants up.

"Leave them off," Zac ordered. Isaac obeyed but looked up at Zac in confusion. He saw his younger brother rise from the bed and walk over to a big wooden chest, then return a moment later carrying a thick, white disposable adult diaper just like Taylor was wearing. He immediately started crying and pleading again.

"No, Zac, please don't make me wear a diaper! Please, I'm not a baby!" he said.

"I'm not going to let you make fun of Tay," Zac replied.

"I won't! I promise! Please, Zac, I don't want to wear a diaper!"

"Too late," Zac said. "You've been a bad boy, and now Big Brother has to punish you. Roll over on your back and lie still."

Isaac, still crying, reluctantly obeyed. It felt weird to hear Zac call himself "Big Brother" because Ike was the oldest and used to be the big brother. But in recent years, Zac had become the strongest of the three. Now he was starting to show it. With the diaper in one hand, Zac grabbed Ike's ankles with the other and lifted his ass into the air, then placed the diaper under him and put him back down. Next he sprinkled baby powder all over his brother's crotch, pulled the diaper up over his stiff member, and taped it shut. "If you take it off for any reason at all, you'll get another spanking. Now apologize to Tay," Zac said. Isaac looked at Taylor and said "I'm sorry," then buried his head in the comforter. Taylor saw how upset his brother was and, shifting on the bed, gave him a hug.

Zac thought they looked adorable. He rubbed the back of Ike's head and said in a softer tone, "It's gonna be okay. I'll take good care of you." Then, moving his hand down to pat Ike's sore, diapered ass, he said, "If you need a change, just ask me," which gave Isaac some comfort after his spanking. Then Zac glanced at Taylor and with a smile said, "I'll take real good care of both my baby brothers."

It was at that point that Taylor, having been distracted until this moment, felt a building pressure in his bladder. "I have to pee again," he said and started to get up off the bed. But Zac stopped him by gently putting his hand on Taylor's chest, saying, "That's what your diaper's for. Just go, and then I'll change you."

"I don't know, Zac. It sounds kind of gross," Taylor replied.

"Just try it," Zac said with a gentle smile. "The diaper will hold it, then I'll change it for you. Let me worry about the gross stuff. Just let go."

Taylor sighed. "I don't even know if I can," even though the pressure in his bladder was now intense.

"Just relax and let it go," Zac said.

Taylor sat back down, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. He felt his body begin to relax and his groin begin to tickle as the piss tried to escape. His muscles, acting as they had been trained to do for years, automatically tensed to hold it in. He focused and relaxed them again and felt the tickle return as a few drops of pee escaped his dick and were absorbed into the cotton. Then more droplets escaped, and they quickly came together into a small, continuous stream that soon became larger. Taylor felt a surge of warmth all around his dick as his pee gushed out of him, and he looked down to see a yellowish stain spread across the plastic covering. Finally, after a moment, his stream subsided, and he put his hand on the front of his diaper, feeling it squish under his fingers as his cock stiffened from the warmth and stimulation. He felt himself blushing as he realized that he actually enjoyed the feeling of his wet diaper.

Isaac stared in disbelief at the sight of his full-grown brother wetting himself. He watched as Zac squeezed the diaper, then gently pushed Taylor onto his back. He took a tub of baby wipes, a container of powder, and a dry diaper and laid them down on the bed. Zac knelt in front of Taylor and, to Ike's utter astonishment, cooed slightly at his somewhat red-faced older brother beneath him. He unfastened the adhesive tabs and pulled the sodden diaper away, then gently wiped Tay's dick and pubic area with a couple of baby wipes, which made him grin a little involuntarily. Then Zac unfolded the fresh diaper, laid it under Tay's bottom, and sprinkled a generous amount of powder onto his groin. Finally, he pulled the disposable up and stuck the adhesive tabs to the outer plastic, following up with a little kiss on Taylor's cheek. "There, all dry again," Zac smiled down. Isaac felt his cock twitch inside his own diaper and suddenly realized that he had been rock-hard the entire time. Then he remembered what Zac had told him just a moment ago and realized what it implied.

"Zac, do you . . ." Ike stammered hesitantly, "Do you really expect me to . . . go in this thing?"

Zac looked at him and with a somewhat stern look replied, "Yeah. You're done with the bathroom now. If you have to go, do it in your diaper."

As he heard this, Ike's cock twitched again, and he thought, "Why is this turning me on?"