Little League, Part 1 --- The Road Trip, Day One

	It was a late Friday night when the boys from the local 
Little League gathered for a weekend bus trip to Atlanta. It was 
11 PM and they would travel all night to arrive at sunrise there 
to take in two games against the Pirates and spend the daytime 
hours at Six Flags or at the Hotel swimming pool. For some this 
would be their first trip away from home. 30 boys in all as their 
parents were ready to see them off. The bus engine idled loudly 
and the smell of diesel was strong as the coaches took role of the 
boys as they entered the Greyhound. Once on the bus some were 
rowdy and already playing while others sat quietly staring out the 
tinted glass wondering what the adventure would bring. After 
everyone was accounted for the doors shut and the engine roared 
and the boys yelled with excitement. The boys kind of separated 
into groups. Some in the back put in a huge dip of Skoal and 
played cards trying to act all tough. Some told ghost stories. 
Others talked of what they were going to do for the summer and a 
few others tried to sleep since they were well past their bedtime. 
The boys ranged in age from nine to twelve with most being eleven 
or twelve. Four coaches and three dads served as chaperones. The 
bus rolled in for a fill up at 2 am just south of Knoxville and 
some of the boys scampered out for drinks, candy and fireworks. 
Twenty minutes later role was called again and all heads were 
counted. Mitch and Joey chatted about getting autographs of their 
favorite players and who they thought would win. Trey was sound 
asleep and Jeremy was talking with their coach Charlie. This would 
be a group that would stay in the same room once they arrived to 
their destination. All of the boys in this group were eleven 
except for Jeremy who was nine. All played on the same team, The 
Tigers so they got to know each other well over the Spring. The 
three eleven year olds were all in the 5th grade at school so they 
knew each other longer than their team mate Jeremy. As their bus 
traveled through the North Georgia night everything gradually 
quieted as most had fallen asleep by now. An amazing 
transformation had occurred as the little balls of energy were now 
sleeping little angels. Once awakened it wouldn't take long for 
them to once again sprout those devilish little horns. Day broke 
and the bus stopped at a Waffle House. One of the boys now awake 
asked, "we there yet?" The coach replied, "yeah this is Hotlanta." 
The boys were rustled who were still sleeping.
	"C'mon boys, let's get something to eat OK." Most were ready 
while a small few needed more encouragement. The motel was a 
Ramada Inn and it was located across the parking lot from the 
Waffle House. They would check in there after eating. It took well 
over an hour to get all the boys served. It was now time for check 
in so the herd wandered toward the motel. Wow, this place was 
fancy. Much nicer than most of the boys had ever seen. The coach 
then went over the rules and explained their plans for today.
	"OK now, I know boys are going to horseplay. I want you to 
have fun, but keep it down. We have to because we ain't the only 
ones here. You need anything ask me. If I'm not here get another 
coach or parent. We are going to take it easy today. Some of you 
still need to sleep. We leave at 5:30 to go to the game tonight. 
Other than that go to the pool. They have indoor and outdoor here. 
OK, I got to make some arrangements so you all behave."
	Yeah right. As soon as the door shut a pillow fight broke out 
between Mitch and Joey. Then they turned toward the other two and 
Jeremy and Trey. After settling down Joey said, "when we going to 
the pool?"
	"Whenever it opens."
	"Well I'm gonna get changed now," said Trey as he pulled out 
his red swimsuit with Tazmanian Devils all over and headed for the 
bathroom. When Trey was going through his suitcase Mitch noticed 
something suspicious. He wondered if he saw Goodnights. He had 
spent the night last summer at Trey's and remembered seeing an 
empty package in their trash. Mitch was always too shy to ask 
about it for fear of hurting his best friend's feelings. As soon 
as Trey came out Joey went in with his neon orange swimming 
trunks.
	"My God, Joey, trying to blind us?" Trey quipped. Mitch fired 
in, too. "Well, at least you won't get lost." Then Mitch went in 
and came out in royal blue trunks much like Joey's, about mid 
thigh length.
	"OK, Jeremy, you going?" He was so tired he could barely stay 
awake so he said, "you guys go on," as he pulled the pillow over 
the top of his short brown hair as he turned over on his stomach. 
Joey wanted to go to the indoor pool but Trey said, "you afraid 
you gonna burn your baby white skin?" Mitch didn't say anything 
but thought to himself funny he should say that to Joey when 
apparently he wears baby diapers. Mitch was blonde-headed, just 
like Trey, only his was longer and a tinge darker although in 
Summer it really lightened up. Trey's wasn't really short but it 
was more well trimmed. Mitch had always wanted to wear diapers. 
When he was seven he remembered sneaking out some Pampers from his 
three year old brother's room. He had laid it out and his mom 
walked in his room and caught him as he was naked. She laughed at 
the cuteness of the sight and lifted him up and said, "you're a 
big boy, you don't need those," and gently tapped him on the butt 
and made him put his print underpants back on.
	"Now don't do that again, hear me!" Mitch nodded and they 
hugged. A week later he just had to try it again. He loved the 
perfume smell of diapers and remembered how neat it felt when he 
was a little boy and wet in his Pampers. He was more careful this 
time in trying to not be caught and made sure his bedroom door was 
locked. He remembered lying down and pulling the tapes shut. It 
actually fit, too. Then he pulled his shorts up over his diaper 
and walked out of his room like nothing was different. He could 
hardly wait to use it and about an hour later he did when he had 
to pee. It felt so good as it flowed down the front and soaked 
into the diaper giving it a gel-like feeling. Everything was going 
fine until he got down in the floor to play with his little 
brother and the top part of the plastic diaper slid up from his 
shorts without him knowing it. It didn't take long for his mom to 
see his barely exposed diaper, either, as she yelled, "Thomas 
Mitchell, you come here, young man!" When a boy is addressed by 
his first and middle name it usually ain't good and Mitch knew it. 
His heart sank knowing what she meant as he quickly tried to pull 
his shorts all the way up like nothing happened as he inched his 
way toward his mom. As soon as she drew him near she pulled out on 
the waistband of his shorts looking to see if she saw what she 
thought she saw.
	"OK, Mister, let's go to your room." Oh my, another bad 
phrase to hear as a growing boy. Mitch followed behind, grabbed by 
the arm. Then she sat on his bed and told Mitch to remove his 
shorts and he did.
	"Oh my God, Mitch, wearing your baby brother's diaper is bad 
enough, but it looks like you have peed in it, too. My my, what am 
I going to do with you. You said you wouldn't do that again and 
you did. Those diapers cost money, did you know that?"
	With that she pulled Mitch over her lap and took a diaper tab 
loose on the side nearest her and slid Mitch's diaper down a 
little so she could spank his bare little fanny. After about five 
smacks she quit and Mitch was left in tears.
	"OK, get in the tub and take a bath." Mitch was still tempted 
to sneak his brother's diapers over the next couple months, but 
never did for fear of the consequences. Over the next four years 
he still longed to wear baby diapers and now here he was in the 
same room with one of his best friend's who had Goodnights. It 
just wasn't fair.
	As the boys went out into the bright sunlight of mid-morning 
toward the pool they saw others from the bus there already. They 
were all just hanging around as the pool maintenance guy was still 
taking care of the pool. In ten minutes they could all splash and 
swim and play to their hearts' content. Trey lay back in a chair 
with hands clenched behind is head. Blonde hair glistening and 
deep blue eyes trying to squint out the sun. Joey stood up next to 
him with his rat-tail cut light brownish-blonde hair swaying in 
the breeze. He had an earring in his left ear and blue eyes as 
well. The neon orange really was bright with his pale skin. He was 
short and skinny with an outee belly button. His friend Trey was 
somewhat tall and leaned to the skinny side, but was fairly 
average in build. Mitch had a darker tan than the others and was 
about the same height as Trey but twenty pounds lighter and was of 
a skinny build. Mitch's eyes were dark greenish-brown. He looked 
like he may grow into a California surfer boy one day, but for now 
being eleven, he looked closer to a skinny sheepdog. His solid 
blue swimsuit finished off a neat look against his smooth tanned 
legs.
	Ten minutes passed quickly and the water was soon achurn with 
what had to appear similar to a tank full of piranhas after 
hamburger. After three hours the boys were getting all tired and 
many were showing signs of sunburn like Joey. Trey seemed to have 
more on his face and it seemed to emphasize his small spattering 
of freckles. Mitch was so tanned the hot Georgia sun had little 
effect. The dripping wet boys headed back to their room on the 
third floor. The air-conditioned motel really put a chill on them 
as they entered the elevator together.
	Once up in the room they found Charlie quietly watching a day 
baseball game on TV. Jeremy was still passed out in the bed. 
Charlie urged them to be quiet as he pointed in his direction. 
Joey and Mitch kneeled down in front of the TV as Trey got out 
another pair of dry shorts and dripped into the bathroom. After 
taking a bath he emerged with his hair still wet in his dry shorts 
he would be wearing to the game. Then Mitch went in and came out 
followed finally by Joey. Charlie then told the boys to hold down 
the fort for awhile while he took a walk around. With Charlie gone 
the boys who were becoming bored with the game started to pick at 
each other. With Joey showing the worse for wear being the runt of 
the three he reminded Mitch and Trey that Jeremy was still 
sleeping in a diversion to fend off his attackers. Mitch looked at 
Trey and said, "you know what would really be cool?" Trey smiled a 
devilish grin barely exposing the whiteness of his teeth 
responding, "What?"
	"You ever heard of the hand in the water trick?" Trey looked 
puzzled, but Joey giggled and said, "Oh, I know what your 
thinking. That would be so funny." Trey was still sitting there 
wondering. Mitch said, "OK Trey, go into the bathroom and run some 
warm water into the ice bucket after removing the ice." Trey 
complied out of curiosity as to what his two friends were up to.
	"OK, Trey, see how Jeremy's hand is hanging off the side of 
the bed?"
	"Yeah."
	"Slide over there and bring the bucket of warm water up to 
his hand."
	Mitch and Joey snickered. Trey was scared he was being set up 
so he said, "NO WAY you guys are trying to get me in trouble."
	"No, swear, Trey, we ain't."
	Trey said, I still ain't doing it. I don't even know what you 
are up to."
	"OK, Mitch, since it was your idea you do it."
	Mitch hesitated. "Go ahead, chicken."
	Joey then clucked. "Yeah, chicken," Trey added his two cents.
	No going back now as Mitch slid down and inched his way 
toward Jeremy. Mitch then eased the water up all around Jeremy's 
hand. Trey still wondering asked Joey what that was for. Joey 
said, "Just watch. Jeremy's fixin to piss himself." With that a 
bell went off and Trey started to laugh while holding it and let 
out a snorted sound. That caused Joey to laugh real hard and the 
chain reaction carried over to Mitch, who giggled and between the 
water starting to jiggle. With loud laughter erupting, Jeremy woke 
up half-dazed.
	"Did he do it?" Mitch asked Joey.
	"I don't know I guess we will find out soon enough."
	Trey then hollered, "hey, sleepyhead, time to get up!" But 
Jeremy was still groggy.
	Man, it's almost time for the game, get up." Jeremy started 
to get up and all three eleven year olds were focussed on Jeremy's 
pants hoping to find that he pissed himself. Jeremy got up, still 
dry, and the boys were disappointed, blaming each other for 
laughing too hard as they whispered their secret.
	Charlie came back after his walk and sat down and asked what 
the score was. They all looked at each other, expecting someone 
would know the answer. Charlie said, "You boys haven't been here 
have you?" Trey said, "yes, we swear." Mitch and Joey started 
laughing and Trey tried to hold back unsuccessfully. Charlie had 
been around long enough to know the little stinkers were up to no 
good. He looked at Jeremy and he just shrugged his shoulders. Then 
Charlie noticed the ice was gone and just shook his head. The 
little group laughed again. They watched the rest of the game on 
TV then readied themselves for the game. At the game it was bat 
night and everyone received one. The game was a blow out as the 
Braves won 10 to 1. Most of the boys were delighted at the result. 
Most of the boys bought souvenirs and some even got autographs of 
some famous players. The game ended at 10 PM and the bus of boys 
made it's way back to The Ramada Inn. The boys were sent to their 
rooms and Charlie told his kids to ready themselves for bed. They 
all took turns going into the bathroom but all were in bed soon 
enough, even if Charlie had to use a firm tone to achieve those 
results.
	Joey, Mitch, and Trey shared a bed while Jeremy slept with 
Coach Charlie. After an hour passed Charlie left the room assuming 
all the boys were asleep. He was hungry and wanted to grab a drink 
to help him sleep better. As he got out of bed he stirred Jeremy. 
After he left, Jeremy then woke up the rest of the gang. This was 
so cool. They were up past their bedtime again and living like 
real men instead of little boys. Jeremy, trying to act like the 
older boys, suggested a game of poker. Mitch was all for it upon 
hearing the suggestion while Joey and Trey wanted to do something 
else.
	"OK, what you all want to do then?" Mitch asked. They 
couldn't think of anything besides TV so Jeremy and Mitch kept 
taunting them until they gave in. Trey said, "OK, how much we 
playing for?" Mitch said, "strip poker."
	"No way," said Joey. Jeremy said, "you must be afraid my 
peener is bigger than yours," as he laughed. Since Joey was short 
in height and weight he tried to make up for it in guts, so he 
said, "alright" before he knew what he committed himself to. Since 
they didn't know when Charlie would return they knew they had to 
play quick. To make it fair, you could only start with your shirt, 
shorts, and underwear. After three hands. Mitch and Joey still had 
all their clothes, Trey had lost a shirt and Jeremy was already 
down to his little Scooby Doo boxers. The three eleven year olds 
teased him on how cute he looked trying to embarrass him. The next 
two hands cost Mitch and Joey their shirts, so all was close to 
even. As the next hand was decided it was time for Joey to lose 
his shorts, but he refused. Jeremy got mad, being that he had 
already gave his up in the early going, so Trey grabbed him and 
Jeremy pulled Joey's shorts off. To everyone's surprise he was 
wearing Goodnights and started to cry. The boys then felt bad at 
their actions because Joey was really upset. They all gathered 
around him saying they were sorry. They didn't know and it was OK. 
They tried their best, but all Joey could say was, "I knew this 
would be a bad idea, but I wanted this trip so bad."
	Then Trey shocked Jeremy and Joey by showing them he wore 
them, too, as he removed his Nike shorts. Joey's sobbing slowed 
and he even broke a smile through the tears. Then Mitch revealed 
his secret, too about wanting to wear baby diapers since he was 
seven.
	Joey said, "you're not serious."
	"Yeah." Then he told how he saw an empty package over at 
Trey's last summer and how he wanted to ask but was afraid.
	Jeremy asked Joey, "so you always been a bedwetter?" Joey 
said, "yeah, they say I have a small bladder and should eventually 
grow out of it. Trey said he still wets occasionally, so mom 
freaks out if I stay away from home without protection. Sometimes 
I even wet on purpose so they think I still need them. Come on, 
Joey, you have done that too, ain't you?"
	Joey said, "well, a few times, I guess." Mitch wasn't 
believing what he was hearing, this was so cool. He felt even 
closer to his friends now because up until now he felt so stupid 
for wishing to wear diapers.
	"So Mitchy, you wanna a dipe, too?" asked Trey.
	Mitch said, "I thought you'd never ask." Trey went over to 
his suitcase and pulled one out for Mitch and he took it to the 
bathroom and came out a new kid. Joey and Trey whistled their 
approval as Mitch blushed feeling like he was doing something 
naughty.
	"You want one of mine, Jeremy?" asked Joey.
	Jeremy, by all the talk, had become curious about it all and, 
not wanting to be left out, agreed, so the nine year old scampered 
toward the bathroom in his Scooby Doo boxers with diaper in hand. 
Who would have thought everyone would end up a winner when the 
game first started. Jeremy then came out cute as a button with his 
diapered butt as he wadded up his boxers and through them at Trey.
	Then suddenly, without warning, Charlie entered the room 
wondering what everyone was doing up. All the boys froze for a 
moment. All barebacked and barefooted. Wearing only disposable 
Goodnights diapers.
	Charlie said, "OK boys, hit the hay once and for all," as he 
turned out the lights. Charlie then thought to himself, "my God, 
they all looked like they were wearing Huggies. Man, I knew I 
shouldn't have had that last drink. I guess if you can see pink 
elephants I guess you can see four little leaguers in diapers."
	They all soon went to sleep feeling like this was the trip of 
a lifetime. They all slept hard with dream or returning to be a 
little toddler boy in diapers.

Little League, Part 2 --- The Road Trip, Day Two

	All of the boys and Coach Charlie slept well after getting to 
bed late. At 10 AM they were scheduled to meet back at the bus for 
a trip to Six Flags Theme Park. It was already 9 AM and all were 
still sleeping hard. Mitch had kind of rolled over on his side and 
was near the edge still dreaming that he was a little boy in 
diapers. He had that dream before, only this time it was true. He 
was well under the covers as he had pulled most of them his way in 
the night and only his long blonde hair was exposed. Joey had 
snuggled up close to Trey in the night accidentally and Trey was 
off near the edge of the other side. In the other bed Charlie was 
lying flat of his back and snoring quite loud and Jeremy was 
wrapped up tight under the covers in a fetal position much like 
Mitch. Trey was the first to wake up as he tried to turn over but 
couldn't where Joey had nudged up against his backside. He managed 
to roll Joey onto his back and the little fellow was still sound 
asleep. Trey then tossed what remained of their covers Mitch had 
hogged and noticed that Joey's diaper was wet. Then instinctively, 
since sometimes he had accidents at night, he looked down at his. 
Thank goodness his was still dry. He looked over at Joey again. He 
looked so cute lying there in a deep sleep. Certainly not the ball 
of energy he was known for. Joey's skin was still reddened from 
swimming yesterday. His outee belly button seemed to enhance the 
diaper look and his brownish-blonde hair was a mess as it 
concealed the rat-tail in back. Then Trey realized they all were 
wearing diapers as the memories of the poker game came to him. 
Knowing that Mitch and Jeremy probably hadn't wet their diapers in 
the night he kind of felt bad for Joey. He knew that Joey had 
tried to keep his Goodnights a secret from everyone. He remembered 
how Joey cried and how bad they all felt after his diaper was 
discovered. Now if Joey was the only one to wake up in a pee pee 
diaper he didn't know if his fellow eleven year old could take it. 
There was only one thing to do and that was to go into the 
bathroom and piss in his diaper on purpose. Trey tiptoed that way 
and got in the bathroom in front of the mirror as he prepared to 
let go into his thirsty diaper. He liked the way his diaper looked 
on him even though it would be much better if it were a Huggies 
like he wore when he was little. As Trey looked into the mirror he 
admired the fine young boy looking back at him. He was eleven, 
blonde hair which was not too long and near white in streaks where 
he had let his mom apply a touch of color. Freckles were spattered 
across his nose and the baby blue eyes finished the look above his 
cute pug nose. He knew he had all the ideal looks of boyhood but 
tried to deny it around others. Then he let go as the pee splashed 
into his diaper up front and then he could feel it stream down 
around his balls and crotch. He peed for quite awhile, too, as he 
felt the weight of his diaper sag away from his butt. He then sat 
on the toilet awhile to let some of the pee pee wick up the seat 
of his diaper. That felt so cool as he stood back up and turned 
opposite the mirror to see if the wicking was evident. Now Joey 
wouldn't feel so alone when he woke up. Then Trey headed back to 
bed but noticed the ice bucket on the dresser. He remembered what 
Mitch and Joey tried to do to Jeremy the day before. It didn't 
work yesterday, perhaps because their snickering woke Jeremy up 
too early. He looked at Mitch and Jeremy and Mitch was in perfect 
position. His arm was hanging off the bed. Trey went back and 
filled the bucket with warm water and sneaked over beside him. 
Mitch was still asleep like the others and was dreaming of being a 
3 year old in diapers. Subconsciously, he still had that on his 
mind from the night before. Trey then slid the bucket of warm 
water all around Mitch's hand and skinny wrists. Trey tried to 
hold in the giggling under his breath. Mitch still wasn't moving. 
Then Mitch dreamed he was peeing in his diaper like he did when he 
had took one of his baby brother's Pampers at age 7. He could feel 
the warmth spread around inside his diaper. This was the best 
dream ever as he even broke a contented smile as he slept and Trey 
took notice. Then Mitch woke up and Trey ducked down. Mitch felt 
so warm and wet below his waist. What the heck, his hand was even 
wet. "Oh my god," Mitch thought to himself. "I really did piss my 
diaper. It felt so good but what would the other's think?" He knew 
he better get out of it and into some dry underpants before they 
found out. Mitch climbed out of bed got a fresh pair of Jockey's 
and headed to the bathroom to change and Trey followed close 
behind to see if his trick had worked. Then Mitch was startled as 
Trey started laughing and pointing to Mitch's diaper.
	"What happened, Mitch? Does little baby need a new Pamper? 
Good thing you didn't sleep in just your panties."
	Mitch was so embarrassed he didn't even see Trey's wet 
diaper. Mitch was ready to punch Trey right in the mouth but Trey 
grabbed his fists and said "everything's cool, dude. I wet my 
diaper, too. Guess what Joey wet his, also."
	The activity seemed to wake the others at the same time. 
Charlie jumped out of bed to see what was happening. Jeremy opened 
his little sleep-filled eyes and Joey realized his diaper was wet 
and tried to burrow himself under all the covers. Joey tried to 
think of how to get his clothes on without anyone noticing he peed 
in Goodnights he was wearing. When Charlie got to the bathroom 
expecting to break up a fight he saw two blonde headed boys in 
nothing but their wet diapers. Wow, that was a sight.
	"OK boys, what is going on in here?" Both answered "nothing." 
Charlie asked, "what kind of underwear is that, Trey?" Trey 
responded, "you mean you don't know? I thought our moms told you 
about it." Charlie responded, "I don't remember anything like 
this."
	"Well, Mitch and I are bedwetters, and we, like, kinda, well, 
you know, need protection, just in case."
	"Oh, I see," said Charlie. "No problem, Trey. Many kids are 
like that from what I've heard. I just thought you all were 
arguing."
	"No, we just got up to change."
	While Charlie was in the bathroom checking on Trey and Mitch, 
Joey had scrambled out of the bed and quickly threw his boxers on 
and tossed Jeremy a pair so Charlie wouldn't see them. Then 
Charlie turned on the light and saw it was almost 9:30 and they 
all needed breakfast so he ordered them to get their clothes on 
immediately. Joey and Jeremy headed for the bathroom but Charlie 
cut them off saying they needed to get dressed. Jeremy explained, 
"I gotta pee bad." Charlie told him they could take care of that 
at the Waffle House as they waited for their food. Mitch and Trey 
were out of their diapers but Joey and Jeremy were still wearing 
theirs as they left the room. Joey's was wet and Jeremy's was 
still dry. When they all got to the Waffle House it was already 
crowded with others from their trip. They quickly ordered their 
food and Joey and Jeremy headed for the bathroom. Oh my god the 
bathroom was small and others from their league was there. They 
couldn't risk having their diapers show so they went back to eat. 
Joey was starting to feel clammy in his diaper while Jeremy was 
crossing his legs in an attempt not to pee his diaper. He had 
drank a lot of sodas at the game last night and was really feeling 
the effect. Finally they ate and it was time to catch the bus.
	They all loaded in and Trey and Mitch sat together just 
behind Jeremy and Joey. Trey leaned over to Joey and asked, "Hey 
man, you all still wearing your diaper?" Joey didn't say anything 
but gave a frustrated look as he shook his head. Mitch said, "So 
Jeremy, you still dry?"
	"Yeah, and I plan to keep it that way." Trey said, "actually, 
I think this is pretty cool. Joey came back, "Yeah, but you're not 
the one sitting in a pissy diaper, Trey."
	"So, when you guys going to get rid of them?"
	"At Six Flags, stupid."
	Jeremy fired in, "You all better not say a word or we'll tell 
about you all. OK, OK, settle down, babies." Then Jeremy started 
telling Joey, "man I don't think I'm gonna make it there." Joey 
said, "well, try to, but at least you got a diaper on, so things 
could be worse."
	After 5 more minutes of the bumpy ride the bus had to slow 
down for road work and Jeremy was almost in tears. Joey said, "you 
gotta go, Jeremy, so just do it. The diaper will work and no one 
will know, OK." Finally Jeremy let go and the pee flooded his 
diaper. He felt relief as his pee flowed all around his privates 
and into the seat of his diaper.
	"So, how does it feel?" asked Mitch.
	"OK, really." But he had peed so hard that it leaked out 
without him knowing it. While Jeremy's front was dry, his little 9 
year old bottom was soaked including his shorts not to mention 
Joey's boxers he was wearing.
	The bus finally got there and when Jeremy got up he felt a 
cool breeze and quickly he felt of his bottom and it was wet. 
Joey, Mitch and Trey quickly noticed and they fell in behind him 
to hide this from the others. At the park there was a long wait in 
line and Joey and Jeremy were worried that someone might smell 
their wet diapers, but luckily no one did. Then, once in the park, 
they tried to find the restrooms very quickly. Finally they did 
and both went in to change out of their diapers. Joey had been 
wearing his wet diaper for a very long time and his butt was 
really itching. It felt so good for him to be back in his boxers 
again.
	Jeremy was not as lucky. While he was able to free himself of 
the drenched diaper he still had to wear Joey's pissy boxers under 
his wet shorts. They then hooked back up with Mitch and Trey and 
headed for the rides. Jeremy wanted to go to the water rides so he 
could get wet without looking like he had pissed himself. That was 
at the other end of the park so they wanted to ride the roller 
coaster first. The line was long and some older girls were behind 
them. One of the girls noticed Jeremy's wet butt since it stood 
out against his red shorts. She giggled and said, "Hey you old 
enough to ride this or did you get scared on your last ride?" Then 
the other girl noticed and said, "looks like he better get his 
Pampers back on him cute wittle butt." Joey, Mitch, and Trey 
snickered and Jeremy felt like he was going to die right there. 
Finally, Jeremy's torment ended once they got on the ride. Then 
all was back to normal soon after as they found the water rides 
and everyone got soaked.
	They spent the next five hours at the park having the time of 
their life. They were exhausted little boys when time cam to leave 
to go to the Braves game. Once there they stuffed themselves on 
pizza and hotdogs and were so tired they could hardly pay 
attention to the game. Trey even fell asleep. The game went extra 
innings but the coaches knew they had to get back to their rooms 
to settle in for the night. They listened to the finish on the bus 
radio as the Braves won 3-2.
	Then, like the night before, Charlie urged the boys to get 
ready for bed. That created a small problem. Trey and Joey's mom 
had only packed them two Goodnights for the two nights they would 
be staying but with Mitch and Jeremy wearing the ones planned for 
tonight there were none left. While there was a reasonable chance 
three of the boys would not need protection, Joey more than likely 
would. Charlie did not know about Joey being a bedwetter. Trey 
finally told Charlie that him and Mitch needed to buy some 
Goodnights because they had used the only one packed for them. 
Charlie understood the situation but did not have a clue how to 
get any at that hour with no supermarket around.
	Trey said, "maybe they have some across the road at that 
convenience store."
	"Well, maybe, I guess we could try." So Charlie told Jeremy 
and Joey that he needed Mitch and Trey to help him with something 
back at the bus. Charlie had never bought diapers before so he 
wanted them to pick out what they needed. They entered the store 
and looked around and finally found some diapers but no 
Goodnights. Mitch said, "I guess we'll have to settle on Huggies." 
Trey said, "well let's look to see which is the biggest. Like 
Mitch said, Huggies were the largest size they had for babies over 
35 pounds."
	It was a small pack of 12 but that would serve the purpose. 
Charlie knew anything could happen on a trip with boys, but diaper 
shopping in the middle of the night was one for the books.
	The boys and Charlie made it back to the room and Mitch and 
Trey diapered themselves and smuggled one out for Joey who really 
needed it. Trey's diaper fit really tight and Mitch's was tight, 
but worked fine. Charlie just had to go in the bathroom to see if 
they were making out OK. After all, seeing two healthy eleven year 
old boys in Huggies is a sight not likely to be seen again. 
Charlie thought they looked so funny yet cute at the same time. 
Then Joey went in the bathroom and put his on and it fit him quite 
well since he was the runt of the group. Finally the group settled 
down and the only boy not in a diaper was Jeremy. He already had a 
tough day in his diaper. Then it was lights out as Trey, Mitch, 
and Joey were all under the covers wearing only t-shirts and 
Huggies. Mitch and Trey stayed awake long enough to use their 
diaper before drifting off to sleep with a warm secure feeling 
between their legs. As Mitch rolled over he could feel the back of 
Joey's diaper against the back of his.

Little League, Part 3 --- Heading for Home

	Monday morning broke and soon it would be time for the boys 
to go home. What a weekend it had been. Charlie had asked for a 
wakeup call so everyone woke up at almost the same time. Jeremy 
wanted to pull the covers back up over his cute brown hair as 
Coach Charlie got up and went into the bathroom. Trey turned to 
Joey and Mitch and said, "You guys dry or wet?"
	Mitch smiled and said "I think my diaper is wet."
	"Kewl, mine too," Joey responded. "How's your Huggies, Trey?" 
asked Mitch.
	"I pissed it before I went to sleep," Mitch admitted the 
same. Joey smiled at his two friends on each side and said, "You 
guys are too weird." Joey, of course was a natural bedwetter.
	"So Joey, you like your Huggies better than Goodnights?"
	"Yeah, they are real neat, especially the way they smell. So 
how do they feel Trey?"
	"Awesome," as he rolled his eyes back. Mitch and Joey knew 
the feeling too, but merely said it's OK. While all of this talk 
had been occurring, Mitch and Trey had been working the covers off 
slowly, trying not to act eager to see what each boy looked like 
in their wet diapers, especially their own. Trey felt the cool air 
hit his back. He had peed so much he had ended up wetting the bed. 
His Huggies fit him too tightly. The pee had even came out the top 
of the backside of his diaper. "Damn it, leaked," he said. "How 
'bout you all?" Mitch quickly felt all around him and there was a 
wet spot as well but not as huge as Trey's. Joey's Huggies 
contained all of his wetting as they pulled the covers all the way 
off. Charlie came out of the bathroom and told the boys they 
needed to get ready quickly. Trey ran toward the bathroom. His 
diaper was so wet you could see the imprint of his butt cheeks. 
Then Mitch got ready as soon as Trey got through. Mitch had soaked 
his Huggies, too, and his butt was in a similar condition. Charlie 
could not help but notice the two blonde-headed boys in their cute 
baby diapers. Oh man, to be 11 again, he thought to himself. 
Finally Joey had his turn as soon as Charlie had turned away. Now 
he really did have the baby look. Too bad Charlie missed him, but 
he was unaware of Joey, even having a diaper though, he was the 
one who really needed them. Joey was small enough to fit baby 
diapers with no effort. With his light brown hair and long rat 
tail with an outee belly button polished the look against his 
white diaper that showed traces of wicking in the back.
	Finally Jeremy got ready. He was 9 where the others were 11 
but he was the only boy to sleep in big boy underwear. They 
finally readied themselves for the trip home. Mitch packed the 
still nearly full package of Huggies in his suitcase. The trip 
home was still fun but all the boys were tired and the bus was 
much calmer than it was Friday night when everyone was full of 
excitement. Finally they arrived back home and other than All-
Stars most of the boys would not see each other until school 
started in the Fall.
	Mitch went home and was eager to unpack his stuff for fear 
his mom might find the diapers. Normally he wouldn't care. His 
parents wanted to hear all about the trip and he told them about 
the two games the Braves won. He told them about all the rides at 
Six Flags and swimming and all the fun they had. His 8 year old 
brother James listened wish he could do that in the future. He was 
so excited his parents were so happy for him. He would soon be 
growing into a teen that wanted nothing to do with them so they 
treasured moments such as this. Naturally he could not tell him 
the best part of the whole trip but his great feeling about it 
made all the other stuff seem ten times better.
	Mitch hid his diapers in an old box inside his closet. He 
could hardly wait for bedtime but that would be a few hours away. 
As Mitch watched TV all he could think about was wearing those 
Huggies again. When a Luvs commercial came on TV it was just about 
all he could take. He always loved imagining he was one of those 
toddlers running around happily in his diaper. The parents of 
those kids seemed to just love seeing their kids like that. If 
only he could run around the house in his Huggies and his parents 
smiled at him, too. At 9 PM he was ready for bed. His parents were 
shocked. Normally he did everything to stay up.
	"Hey, Tiger, it's not even dark yet what's wrong with you?" 
asked his dad.
	"I dunno, just tired from the trip I guess."
	"Oh, Okay." what parent could argue that a kid was going to 
bed too early. His mom said, "I am so glad he had so much fun. He 
must have played hard." Mitch pretended to go to sleep and his 
parents eventually went outside as he heard the door close. Now 
was his chance to get his Huggies so he got them down and spread 
it out on his bed after closing the door. Then he plopped his 11-
year-old bubble butt down and drew the sides up and taped in 
place. He was starting to get good at this. He turned on his light 
and turned himself in the mirror admiring himself from all angles. 
His long blonde hair, dark tan, and smooth chest made his diaper 
even more attractive. He looked at the cute Barney prints across 
the top. The smell of perfume and the crinkle as he moved was so 
exciting. His little peener was even stiff and he could see it 
well. He peeked down the front to say hello. Only one thing to do 
now was pee in it. The feeling of a wet diaper was so kewl the 
last two nights but he never really got to take in the look like 
this since everything was rush, rush, and he didn't want to seem 
like he loved diapers that much. Mitch went to get a drink of 
water from the sink in his adjoining bathroom. Not long after he 
felt the urge to pee and it felt so good as he got all warm down 
there as it coated his little pee-pee and balls before settling 
into the seat. The diaper held it well since he didn't have to pee 
hard. Mitch watched in the mirror as his diaper changed color and 
the plastic drew in against the fluffy filling inside his diaper. 
He felt just like a little toddler who had pissed his diaper. He 
felt just as naughty, too. Mitch sat down on the carpet much like 
a little boy. He could feel the warmth press against his butt. 
This was heaven. After a minute he got up and turned in the mirror 
again. As he view his rear he could see where it was evident he 
wet in back. This was so kewl. If only it could last forever.
	Mitch then pulled some shorts on and hopped into bed. It had 
been a long day and sweet dreams awaited him. The next morning he 
woke up in his cool moist diaper. Waking up like this was too much 
fun. He got up to take a shower before breakfast. He had to get 
rid of the pee smell. He threw the wet diaper in the trash in the 
bathroom, took a shower and then put on his Nike shorts and 
matching Nike shirt and went downstairs for breakfast. He planned 
on getting rid of that diaper as soon as he could. His mom was in 
the kitchen making breakfast. They talked more about his trip as 
she cooked. He asked his mom if James was outside. She said, "No I 
think he's still asleep."
	Breakfast was finally ready and she called James. They 
finally got settled and started eating. The boys would be going 
swimming in a few hours. Like his brother James was blonde too and 
wore his hair a little long. His eyes were more brown and his 
freckles were more noticeable across his nose and cheeks. While he 
was as dark as Mitch he was still quite tan.
	After a few minutes between bites James asked, "Hey Mitch 
what's up with the baby diaper in your trash?"
	Mitch turned with eyes wide open and a mean look toward his 
brother. James knew he shouldn't have said that from his reaction. 
Maybe mom didn't hear as he asked what the weather was supposed to 
be like as if that hadn't been said. Too late mom knew something 
was up. It wasn't like James could out of the blue say that.
	"I don't know, Mitch, but it could get pretty hot on 
someone's little fanny if I heard what I thought I heard. Repeat 
that, James."
	James looked down and said, "I didn't say anything." Mom 
scolded James. "You better say or it may get hot on your, fanny 
too."
	James responded, "I just asked about the diaper."
	"Good, James, that is what I thought you said."
	Mitch and James lost their appetite real quick. "OK boys, 
finish eating." Every spoonful seemed to last forever. After 
eating she instructed James to go outside and play. Mitch knew 
what was coming next as well as James.
	"Okay, Mitch, up to your room, we need to have a talk." She 
looked in the trash and there it was.
	"Okay, Mitch, explain!!" Mitch couldn't. He kept quiet.
	"Okay, young man you better explain to me where you got the 
diaper and why you wet it, now!!!" Mitch hung his head.
	Look at me when I'm talking to you." Tears welled in his 
young eyes as he answered, "I don't know."
	"Okay, now you are lying. You know where. Last chance."
	Thoughts raced through his head, but how do you explain it 
was part of the weekend fun.
	"Okay, Mitch, drop your shorts and come here then if you 
can't talk."
	His Mom lectured, "I thought we were over this when you were 
7," as she grabbed the waistband of his undies and pulled them 
down. Soon after the smacks against his little butt were felt as 
he got one of his rare spankings. After the spanking his mom made 
him get the other diapers.
	"Okay Mitch, here is the deal. I am going to show the rest of 
these to your father and see what he thinks." What was so much fun 
didn't seem fun anymore.
	Mitch was able to go outside after his spanking. James was 
there and he came up to Mitch and apologized for asking about the 
diaper. James did not understand what had happened. He didn't mean 
to get his older brother in trouble. Mitch told him it was no big 
deal and to just forget it.
	"Don't worry, James, it ain't your fault. It was just a 
stupid dare from our trip, that was all." James was still confused 
but at least Mitch wasn't mad at him. They spent the rest of the 
day swimming and just being boys out of school for the summer. 
Upon going back home Mitch started worrying about what his dad 
would do to him. Would this just be an empty threat and was his 
mom just wanting him to think about it? Would his dad lecture him 
or would he be subjected to another spanking? He kept a close eye 
on his dad as soon as he got home from work. Soon after his mom 
whispered something to him and they went into their room and 
closed the door. Dread filled his 11 year old heart as he figured 
she was telling him about the wet diaper James found. They talked 
awhile and when his dad got out he immediately took Mitch to his 
room.
	Mitch's dad just didn't know how to approach the subject. He 
finally said. "Son, I hear you all made quite a discovery this 
morning." Mitch's heart sank because he knew. How would he react 
because it ain't everyday a dad comes home to learn his 11 year 
boy has been wearing diapers. His dad continued talking to him.
	"Mitch, how many packs of cigarettes do I smoke in a day?"
	Mitch answered, "none." That was easy enough he thought.
	"How many in a week?"
	"None."
	"In a month?"
	"None."
	"In a year?"
	"None. I never saw you smoke, dad."
	"Well, I did Mitch when I was about your age, maybe a little 
older."
	"Why did you quit?"
	"Mitch, you could say I kind of lost the taste for them. My 
dad found my cigarettes so he bought some cigars and since I was 
trying to be so much like a man he thought he would join me 
outside and we would smoke together to my manhood. After smoking 
my first I started getting all woozy and turned green. Then he lit 
up another and handed it to me and said something gross and I lost 
it. That was one sick feeling."
	Mitch was trying to follow along. It didn't seem to relate to 
him but it was better than another spanking.
	"OK, Mitch, you see, I know you are at a difficult age. I was 
trying to be a man before my time, just as you are trying to be a 
baby. What I want is for you to be neither and just be a happy 
normal 11 year old. I understand you have 8 diapers left."
	Mitch nodded shyly.
	"You know diapers cost money and need to be used rather than 
thrown away. Here is the plan, son. You can wear the rest of the 
Huggies, OK."
	This was too good to be true. Then his dad left. Mitch was in 
heaven but he didn't know where his mom put them. Just as that 
thought crossed his mind his dad came back with the diapers.
	"OK, Mitch, drop your pants and underwear. Not a spanking 
after all," he thought. Then his dad spread the Huggie out on 
Mitch's bed.
	"OK, Mitch, lay down on top of it like a good boy." Mitch 
said, "that's OK, dad, I can do it myself."
	His dad said, "any baby that can work the tapes don't need 
diapers. I bet you didn't know I used to change your diapers did 
you?"
	Mitch tried to remember but couldn't. It was so long ago. 
Then his mom popped into his room with baby powder she had just 
bought at the store along with baby oil, baby wipes, and 
pacifiers. His dad sprinkled in the powder and Mitch started 
getting an erection. Then his dad drew the tapes together. They 
barely fit.
	"My, Mitch ,you almost are to big to wear a diaper." Then 
Mitch's mom told him that he had to keep his diaper on and when he 
used it to let them know. This was too weird. In a way it was 
kool. He was in a real baby diaper and his parents were kool with 
it, but how does a boy his age walk up and ask to have his diaper 
changed?
	"One other thing Mitch. You can't wear pants. Your little 
diaper must show at all times just like a little toddler so we 
know if you need a diaper change."
	Mitch then just lay there after his parents left, trying to 
take it all in. He just couldn't let James see him in a diaper. He 
thought I need to use these before he finds out. Mitch then 
started drinking water and soon he was ready to pee. Just like the 
night before he looked at himself in the mirror and let go. It 
felt so warm and wet and slick as it flowed all around. He watched 
in the mirror as it changed color. The diaper felt so good where 
it soaked into the gel.
	"OK, now to get mom." He went downstairs and told his mom in 
an 11 year old tone. "I think I need a ......" He just couldn't 
say it. His mom looked down at Mitch's diaper and saw what he was 
trying to say.
	"That's good, honey, but I'm fixing dinner. After dinner we 
will get you changed."
	"But mom, I need it now," he pleaded.
	"No you don't, silly. I always waited after dinner to change 
yours and James' diapers just in case you had to go poo poo."
	Mitch trotted back to his room. About a half hour later his 
mom called him for dinner. He said he wasn't hungry and was hoping 
after the family ate to sneak down and get something. His mom came 
up and got him.
	"Mitch, you are going to use the rest of those diapers, so 
you can't hide all the time." The skinny blonde headed boy tried 
to quickly make his way to the table wearing only his Huggies and 
red Nike T-shirt. James was sitting at the table eating and almost 
got choked at the sight. He started laughing and bits of food came 
from his mouth. The boys mom said, "That's enough James." Mitch 
felt horrible. Upon eating James went into Mitch's room.
	"Sorry about laughing but I wasn't ready for that sight. Oh 
man I didn't know they would do this to you. You even pissed your 
diaper too. How long you got to wear it Mitch?"
	"'Til they run out. 7 more after this."
	James said, "Your kidding?" Mitch looked sad. James tried to 
cheer him up.
	"I feel like I'm kinda why you're like this so what can I 
do?"
	"Nothing, James. I'm not blaming you."
	"Still I wish I hadn't said anything."
	Mitch said, "maybe you could remind her I need a new diaper."
	"OK."
	James went back to the kitchen and said, "Mom, Mitch just wet 
his diaper, I think he needs a new one."
	"Has he gone poopy yet?"
	"I don't think so."
	"Well, let's wait 'til that happens, then I'll change your 
little brother."
	That was neat James thought. Mitch had always been his big 
brother. James returned with the news. Mitch about freaked.
	"I can't do that."
	James laughed and said, "you might as well or you'll be in 
diapers awhile."
	Mom sure knew her little boys. Just like clockwork Mitch was 
feeling like he was about to do number 2. He got out the Nintendo 
for him and James so he could get his mind off it. Maybe she would 
come change him soon. His already pissy diaper was cold. Several 
games later James could see his brother struggling.
	"Just do it in your diaper, Mitch. I won't laugh promise."
	"Mitch then hunkered down in a squatting position and found 
relief as he filled his diaper. He felt the seat of his diaper 
expand as James watched intently. Then pee filled the front of his 
Huggies as well. Mitch had really done a number. James thought the 
lump in the seat of his older brother's diaper looked neat. He 
kind of wished it was him in the diaper. James then ran off to 
announce to his mom that Mitch just pooped his diaper. Mitch 
remembered how excited he was to announce that same message when 
James was 3 and how cute he looked smiling at Mitch in his sagging 
poopy Luvs diaper.
	Soon after his mom returned and said, "I smell a dirty 
diaper. Is that you, James?"
	James said, "not me."
	"Well, it must be your little brother then." She patted 
Mitch's diapered rear.
	"OK, honey lay down on this plastic." Mitch did that, trying 
not to sit on his load and smear the inside of his Huggies. Then 
she undid the tapes and slid her pre-teen son's poopy diaper out. 
Then she folded it up trapping it's contents and handed it to 
James to take to the trash. He wasn't very messy. She remembered 
worse. She cleaned his little fanny with the baby wipes. Put a new 
diaper under him and powdered him and drew the tapes together. 
Mitch was embarrassed yet happy. His mom even thought he was cute 
in a diaper but knew he had to lose this habit. After he was all 
diapered up and she left James returned. James told him how kool 
that was and started asking him many questions about diapers.

Little League, Part 4

	Night came and Mitch was getting sleepy. It had been a long 
day in the life of an eleven year old. Just like the night before 
he was wearing his Huggies. Only this time he didn't have to wear 
shorts over them because that was his punishment. It was hot so he 
wasn't going to wear a shirt either. Last night at this time he 
was the only one in his house that knew he was wearing a diaper. 
Then James found his wet diaper and his mom spanked him. That 
afternoon he was made to wear another and use it just like a baby.
	All of this was so humiliating he just didn't know if it was 
worth it. As the TV flickered in the dark the reflection bounced 
off the plastic diaper. Mitch still had six more Huggies awaiting 
him after the one he was wearing. How long will it take to get out 
of them he wondered? Well, might as well make the best of it as he 
stood up and pissed himself. It felt so good wetting in his 
diaper. If only they understood. Well at least Trey understands as 
he lay his head back on the pillow.
	The next morning came and Mitch's mom peaked her head in the 
door to see if he was OK. He looked so cute as he slept there with 
the covers pulled back. His long lean body all stretched out and 
tanned with long blonde hair and naked except for the Huggies 
diaper on his bubble butt. She thought of how cute he was at 3 
like that just before James came along. "My, they grow up so fast. 
In diapers one minute and then in them again the next" as she 
smiled and closed the door gently.
	Mitch later woke up and was ready to pee. "Do I or don't I," 
he thought. "Maybe mom will change me as I am and then I can hold 
it and pee the next one soon and get it changed." James came into 
his room and jumped into bed with him. "James never does that," 
Mitch thought.
	James asked, "Have you been a good boy and kept your little 
dipee dry?" James remembered those same words being spoken to him 
by their mom. Mitch looked at him as if to say "you're crazy." 
James then looked at his older brother's diaper and said "Uh Oh, 
looks like my little brother has been bad." Mitch kinda got 
embarrassed and turned over as his diaper crinkled.
	"So, how does it feel like that, Mitch?" as he patted the 
seat of his brother's diaper.
	"OK I guess, but it ain't worth it that's for sure."
	"You think mom will let me wear one?"
	"Not a chance", Mitch replied. "I feel so bad though, Mitch, 
kinda like I'm the reason you're like this."
	"If you want to get the spanking of your life go ahead."
	"Really did it hurt much?"
	"The worst I had yet."
	"You weren't crying."
	Mitch told him, "well, that's because I'm tough." Mitch had 
cried just like a baby but at least James didn't see that. Their 
mom soon called them for breakfast. Mitch went down just wearing 
his wet Huggies and James followed in this white underwear and 
yellow t-shirt.
	"James, go get your pants on," his mom scolded.
	"But mom, Mitch ain't got pants on either."
	"Don't 'but mom me', just do it." James ran off to do just as 
he was told.
	"OK Mitch, after breakfast I'll change your diaper." That was 
a relief because he was already about to pee bad. The boys ate 
breakfast and Mitch got his diaper changed like he was promised. 
James came into his room after his brother was diapered. Mitch 
then wet his diaper good. It felt so good and since James was so 
fascinated about it all he was feeling better about his situation. 
Some little brothers could be a real terror given this situation. 
They watched cartoons just enjoying the morning like any normal 
brothers. After awhile Mitch went downstairs. His diaper was cold 
and clammy feeling and he thought him mom might change him if she 
saw he was wet. No such luck. She pretended like he wasn't even 
wearing a diaper at all. Finally he went up and asked her when he 
could get a new diaper. She said, "I thought you liked being in a 
wet diaper, honey. You can hold off a little longer OK."
	Trey called him up a little while longer and asked him if he 
wanted to come over for whiffle ball.
	"I been grounded," he responded.
	"Why?" Trey asked.
	"You know, fighting with my little brother. How could any 
eleven year old admit to having to wear Huggies on their butt?"
	Soon after his mom came in and asked who called.
	"That was Trey wanting me to come play whiffle ball."
	"You know you can't do that until you're out of diapers, 
Right?"
	"No Dah."
	"See, you should have thought about that before you decided 
to act like a baby again and wear these silly diapers. Then let's 
get you changed, sugar."
	Mitch lay down on the floor like any 3 year old expecting a 
fresh diaper as his mom went to her room to get one. When she came 
back she had something else in her hand, too, but it was hard to 
tell. She undid the tapes on his diaper and pulled it out.
	"OK, honey, roll over so I can oil you up."
	How humiliating as she rubbed her fingers all over his butt 
and in between the cheeks, but at least he was getting familiar 
with the routine. Then she placed a new diaper under him and he 
rolled back over and she taped it in place. Then she grabbed 
Mitch's foot and started putting something else on him.
	"What are those?" he asked.
	"These are plastic panties, dear."
	"Huh? You mean I got to wear baby pants too?"
	"Very good, you are such a smart boy," as she spoke 
babyishly. "These were James', but he don't need them anymore 
cause he's a big boy."
	"Why these, too?"
	"Well, we are going to have to go to the mall and when I had 
to take James or yourself out in public I always put you all in 
plastic panties in case your disposable diaper leaked."
	"That's okay, mom, I can just stay here with James."
	"No you can't, silly. He is too small to babysit you. OK, 
stand up while I pull the panties all the way up over your 
Huggies. Now finish getting dressed while I get James."
	She knew she was getting to him now. He should be more than 
ready to return to being eleven after this. Mitch was thinking the 
same thing as he calculated only four more after this one. They 
all went to eat before shopping. Mitch and James looked over the 
menu and it all looked so good. Mitch finally settled on getting a 
big hamburger. The waitress came around and took James order 
first. He ordered a fish sandwich and then she turned to Mitch and 
said what can I get for you? Just as Mitch drew air in to say "a 
hamburger" his mom said, "he will have the house salad and I'll 
have the chicken sandwich."
	The waitress turned away and Mitch said quietly, "but mom, I 
wanted a hamburger."
	"Little kids don't know what they want and need their 
vegetables, honey."
	James, who was sitting opposite Mitch, got so tickled the 
water he was drinking almost choked him and came out his nose.
	"OK James, stop it! stop it!" as their mom slapped his hand. 
After eating they went to the mall. Mitch was scared he might run 
into someone they knew so he kept tugging at his pants trying to 
conceal the diaper bulge. After a few hours she asked the boys if 
they would like ice cream since they were so behaved. Both boys 
ordered chocolate milkshakes and then they got in the car and 
left. Before going home they went to a park. James complained he 
was ready to go home.
	"No, you and Mitch need some fresh air today since you 
couldn't go swimming." After about a half hour in the park James 
said, "let's go I need to go to the bathroom." Mitch was thinking, 
"great, maybe we can get out of here."
	"Just go to the bathroom here, James, I'll watch you from 
here."
	Mitch was really feeling the need to go also. His stomach was 
really cramping from the salad and milkshake and exercise. He knew 
there was no use fighting it so he ran off by a tree and let go. 
He felt his diaper sag as he filled the seat of his diaper. Unlike 
the day before this one was more messy then pee poured in to make 
it worse. Mitch had really done a number in his pants this time. 
His mom of course knew what he was doing and so when he returned 
she asked him if he felt better. He didn't say anything because he 
was so mad. Every step he could feel his load and it made him 
waddle like a two year old that just pooped their diaper. James 
returned and Mitch tried to avoid him. James finally got near and 
laughed after catching a whiff.
	"OK James, I never laughed at you when you had pooped in your 
pants?"
	While snickering, he reminded Mitch, "yeah but that was when 
I was like 3 you're like 11. I can't help it."
	James said, "but you look so funny, especially when you 
walk."
	"I've seen you walk funny too, James."
	Then over by the car Mitch noticed two girls his same age 
from the neighborhood. What were they looking at? Then they 
noticed Mitch looking back and they started walking in his 
direction. As soon as his mom spotted them she said, "OK boys 
let's go." She really didn't want him meeting anyone, she just 
wanted to put the fear in him. Mitch tried to take notice of the 
breeze and stay downwind as they came up.
	Kelly asked, "so Mitch, I didn't know you all had a baby?"
	Mitch turned red and said, "What do you mean?"
	"Well, we noticed baby diapers in the back window of your 
car."
	Just as Mitch was trying to think of something his mom said, 
"Oh, we went shopping with my sister and I bet she forgot and left 
them there."
	"Whew, that was too close," Mitch thought. As they passed, 
Mitch heard Kelly and Amy giggling and he had to look. Then they 
looked back and waved and giggled more and ran off. "Oh my god, 
they must know," he thought to himself. Mitch started crying in 
the car, "They know, they know, they have to know?' His mom tried 
to explain they couldn't know.
	"Girls just have a giggle box, that's all. They probably 
think you are cute and that's just their way of flirting. Look at 
you, blonde hair, dark skin, beautiful eyes and a great smile. How 
can they resist. I'll probably have to beat them off of you in a 
few years."
	When they got home their dad was there and his mom explained 
what happened and how upset Mitch was and that he had probably 
learned his lesson. Then she told him he had on a messy diaper and 
needed a change.
	"Oh, so I see I get the bad ones?"
	"Hey, I changed him all day, besides you've changed them 
before."
	Then he called Mitch into his room.
	"I hear you have had a rough day, so if you have leaned your 
lesson and promise not to wear diapers again we'll just throw the 
rest away. You promise?"
	"I promise," Mitch came back.
	"Great," as he hugged his boy.
	"Now, I understand you need a change."
	"No dah anyone can smell."
	"OK, Tiger, let's see how bad," as he pulled the elastic back 
on the plastic pants and inspected the Huggie inside. "Yep, it's 
bad alright. Good thing you had the baby pants on, also. Did she 
buy them?"
	"No, they are James'."
	"Oh, okay, you know I didn't think we'd ever get him out of 
diapers. You were easy compared to him. I think I'll take you 
outside and rinse you off."
	With that they went outside and Mitch pulled off his diapers 
and his dad rinsed him off around back where no one could see. 
Then he wrapped an aztec print towel around him and went inside.

Little League, Part 5 --- Double Play

	It was a typical summer's day in a neighborhood rich with 
kids. Most were close to the same age, being that the houses were 
fairly new in the subdivision. On any given weekday during the 
summer it was not unusual for whiffle ball games involving at 
least ten boys from the neighborhood to take place. Some boys in 
the surrounding area would even ride their bikes over there to 
play, that were in the same little or pony league.
	On this particular Thursday it was really hot, but no one 
ever paid attention to that as long as there was a game to be 
played. Trey, Joey, Brandon, and James were playing 4 on 4 against 
Mitch, Andy, Tyler, and Jeremy. Brandon and Andy were 13, Tyler 
12, Trey, Mitch, and Joey 11, Jeremy 9 and James 8. Most of the 
time they played the pick-up games at Trey's but it rotated around 
some. His yard was a favorite because it had a fence with a vine 
growing up it, not to mention some shade from some tall trees. It 
was to whiffle ball what Wrigley Field was to Major League 
Baseball.
	They had played two games already by 1 PM and they had split 
them. Just as they were in the second inning of the rubber match 
the wind picked up and a storm was on the horizon. Playing whiffle 
ball in those conditions was real fun because the ball could 
really do tricks on a pop-up. Only this time the storm was packing 
lightning, and after a close flash and the first pelting of 
raindrops the gang began to break apart. James was always one of 
the first to run home under those conditions. The little blonde-
headed squirt was always scared of thunder as he pleaded with his 
older brother Mitch to go with him. Mitch told him he would be 
along and to run on. The next flash convinced him to do just that 
and save himself.
	Tyler and Jeremy lived in another neighborhood and they got 
on their bikes and rode off in an attempt to beat the storm, and 
Andy and Brandon left as well. Trey, Joey, and Mitch went inside 
the basement to wait it out. After talking about the games and 
other things Trey asked Mitch if he was still using his Huggies 
and Joey laughed, "Yeah Mitch we forgot to check your diaper."
	Trey teased, "I bet he's wearing 'em now."
	"Am not," Mitch came back.
	"Bet you are."
	"OK, how much then?"
	"OK, prove it."
	With that, Mitch pulled up his long red T-shirt and revealed 
his plaid boxers.
	"So what did you do with the ones from the trip?"
	"Joey came in, "I bet he's done pooped 'em full," as he 
snickered again.
	"No, actually, mom found them and threw them away."
	Trey said, "OH MY GOD! I bet she freaked on you."
	Mitch said, "no, really she didn't say anything at all," not 
revealing that he had gotten the spanking of his life and made to 
wear almost the rest of them as punishment.
	"Too bad, dude, I was hoping you could give me a few. I liked 
those much better than those creepy Goodnights, and besides, mom 
hasn't bought me any more."
	Joey then started on Trey, 'yeah you looked like a big ol' 
baby. The Huggies barely fit you. I'm surprised you didn't pop a 
tape."
	"Yeah, maybe they can come out with a bigger size soon. I 
wish they fit me like you. Dang ,Joey I bet you could fit a size 
5," Trey replied.
	All of that was true. Trey really needed a bigger size while 
Mitch was still small enough to fit baby diapers and the little 
light-brown-haired Joey still fit baby diapers perfectly. As the 
boys continued teasing each other more and more about diapers they 
all remembered how much fun they had during the trip.
	Joey recalled, "Man, I almost pissed my pants when those 
girls at Six Flags got onto Jeremy about him needing a diaper from 
his wet pants showing. You'd probably have to pay him to wear a 
dipee again."
	Joey was beginning to loosen up about talking about diapers. 
There was something about Mitch and Trey that made it actually fun 
to talk about.
	"So, how much do real baby diapers cost?" Joey asked.
	"I don't know for sure, but I think about ten bucks can buy a 
few."
	Trey asked Mitch how much he had. Mitch checked and pulled 
out 5 dollars. Joey was broke. Trey said, "I think I can make up 
the difference if one of you guys wants to buy them."
	"So Joey, if you buy them we'll pay," suggested Trey.
	"Screw you, Trey. Like I'm going to go pick up a pack of 
diapers and buy them in a store. No way."
	Mitch challenged, "Yeah just say you're buying them for your 
little brother and your mom sent you if they say something,"
	Joey fired back, "Yeah right, I don't even have a little 
brother."
	"They don't know that", Mitch said.
	"Since you're the one with the little brother you buy them 
then. Besides I have Goodnights anyway if I decide to piss in my 
pants."
	Mitch and Trey then looked at each other. Neither boy felt 
comfortable making the actual purchase. Finally, Trey said, "OK, 
lets draw cards to see who will do it then."
	Joey said, "I told you to count my butt out. No way."
	Trey looked at Mitch, "So you gonna chicken out too I 
suppose."
	Mitch, still wanting diapers, decided, OK, if Trey was 
willing he was, too. Joey shuffled the deck as the two blonde boys 
got ready to draw. Trey drew a Jack. He felt relieved as Mitch got 
nervous. Mitch then shut his green eyes and turned his card over 
slowly. It was a King and he was off the hook. Whew!!!! When the 
rain stopped Trey got on his bike and rode a couple blocks to the 
nearest convenience store. Mitch and Joey went outside and tossed 
the whiffle ball around as they waited for Trey to return. While 
riding to the store Trey wished he never mentioned the Huggies to 
Mitch. He kept thinking, "I sure hope the cashier don't say 
anything." Like Mitch said, he could always use the kid brother 
excuse.
	Trey entered the 7-11 and located the diapers. He kind of 
milled around the soft drinks before making his move, making sure 
no one knew him. Upon seeing that, he quickly grabbed the biggest 
size Pampers he could find and took them up toward the counter. A 
bearded old guy beat him to the cashier with beer in his hand. The 
guy was going to pay by check and that confused the cashier, so 
there Trey stood with a pack of Pampers in hand as a couple more 
customers fell in behind him. Trey could feel his heart begin to 
race. He turned the Pampers longways in an effort to try to shield 
them from those behind him. Finally the guy left and he was 
getting his Pampers rung up.
	"OK that will be $10.40."
	Oh crap, he only brought $10. In his haste he forgot to check 
the price. The cashier said, "yeah, those usually run a little 
more expensive, honey, but you should be able to find some cheaper 
diapers back there."
	Although she said that in a normal tone it rang in his ears 
loud as thunder and he thought he heard someone laugh as he walked 
back. Trey then got down on his knees where the diapers were 
located and started calculating what he could afford. It was 
either Drypers or a smaller convenience pack and since he didn't 
want to go through this again he tucked the Drypers for Boys up 
under his arm. He then paid for them and the cashier said, "OK, 
sugar I hope you enjoy them. Don't use em all at once," as she 
handed the change into his trembling hand. Trey's face was beat 
red as he trotted for the door. To make matters worse, he ran into 
one of his older sister's friends heading out the door and dropped 
his diapers on the ground. Nichole laughed and said, "Samantha 
told me her BABY brother wore diapers, but I would have never 
guessed Drypers," as her other friend, Amanda giggled.
	"I'm picking these up for my mom," but his red face was 
contrasting so much against his blonde hair they knew he was 
lying. Then Amanda said, "I bet he is vewy vewy cute in his poopy 
diapers."
	Trey got on his bike and took off as quickly as he could go. 
He felt he might as well been carrying a neon sign that advertised 
Drypers for Boys. The two 14 year old girls really had their 
gigglebox tripped now as they entered the store. They had just 
returned from the lake from suntanning before the storm hit. When 
Nicole got back to the car she just couldn't wait to tell her 
older sister, Nancy who just got her driver's license about seeing 
Samantha's baby brother, Trey, carrying out diapers. Nicole 
remembered Trey being such a pain when she and another girl had a 
sleep over at Trey's and Samantha's house.
	This was just too perfect, she thought. Trey had always acted 
up when Samantha had friends over. He despised having girls come 
into his room and touch his Sports stuff. It seemed they always 
liked to do that just to mess with him. He liked to retaliate by 
tossing a nerf ball and nailing them in the coconut. Bounce balls 
off the walls, anything to back on their nerves especially when 
they watched movies. Trey never had been really made to mind so he 
while he was fairly behaved most of the time he could pick his 
moments and be a real bugger.
	Trey finally got back to his house. He was almost dazed by 
being seen at the store by someone who knew him. Mitch and Joey 
had been waiting outside still playing catch. They were beginning 
to think he chickened out about buying the diapers at the 7-11. 
They were eager to see what he got and ran back into the basement.
	"Drypers?, Are these any good?" asked Mitch.
	"It's all we could afford, man. They had a nice pack of 
Pampers but it looked like we didn't have enough," not revealing 
how he came to that understanding. Joey didn't seem to mind. He 
was looking at the toddler on the package all bent over clearly in 
a wet diaper. They broke open the package and each boy took one 
out. Before they could get into them they heard a car pull up. 
Trey said, "Crap, mom ain't supposed to be home for two more 
hours."
	Almost as quickly as Mitch and Joey got a diaper out they 
stuffed it back in the package. This was not good and they told 
Trey they had to go. Trey lay back on the couch watching TV like 
nothing was going on when he heard a knock at the door. Just as he 
went to answer his eyes got really big because it was Nicole and 
Amanda. Nancy had dropped them off there to see Samantha but they 
knew she was on a Church trip.
	"We come to see Sam. Is she home, Trey?"
	"NOOOOO, she's gone."
	"Where's your mama then?"
	"How should I know?" Trey came back in a smart tone.
	"When is she coming home then? we need to see her," Amanda 
giggled.
	"Couple hours I guess. Why?"
	Amanda said, "Oh we was just wondering if we could borrow 
some diapers. We have to babysit and we may need some extra." 
Nicole then giggled. This was beginning to really upset Trey 
because he knew hey had came to pester him. Trey just got quiet 
and rolled over watching TV pretending he wasn't hearing a word.
	"Did we mention the name of the little squirt we are going to 
babysit?"
	Again, Trey said nothing. Nicole came over and said, "his 
name is T-R-E-Y. He is adorable ," as she stroked his blonde hair 
from his forehead.
	"Screw you, Nicole!" he yelled.
	"You see, Trey, if you don't let us play baby then we will 
have to tell your sis what we saw and she'll want to tell your 
mamma and the wittle bad boy might have to go sit his Drypered 
wittle fanny in timeout."
	"OHH NOOOOO! I ain't gonna be your baby."
	"C'mon, Trey, it will be fun. After all, that is what you 
want to be anyway, right?"
	Trey turned red from embarrassment. Amanda and Nicole were 
having a blast.
	"You let us play baby with you and we will keep this a 
secret, just between us, OK? What do you think, Trey?"
	Trey thought and said, "OK, this one time but that's it."
	"Sure, Trey. We just want to practice up on our diapering 
skills when we babysit real toddlers this summer. Just lay down in 
the floor, Sugar."
	Trey complied. Amanda then pulled down his knee-length black 
nike shorts revealing his Tazmanian Devil boxer shorts. Nicole had 
poured a glass of warm water and poured it onto his crotch while 
he had his guard off. Amanda announced, "UT OH, looks like little 
boy went pee pee in his pants."
	This was getting too weird, but Trey was beginning to enjoy 
it even though he was nervous. Nicole then stood Trey up and 
examined his rear where the pretend pee pee was inching up the 
back of his shorts. With that she pulled them down to his ankles 
and rubbed his little bubble butt. Then she pulled his shorts all 
the way off leaving him completely naked except for his white 
socks and multi-colored necklace.
	"OK, go get your babysitters a diaper, honey."
	With that, Trey headed off to get one much like a 3 year old 
wanting a new dipee. He then presented it to Nicole and she hugged 
and kissed him right on his lips. Then she fanned the Drypers out 
and had him lay on it. Trey was getting excited downstairs and 
Amanda and Nicole took notice and giggled. They had never seen 
that before. Then she tried to draw the tapes together but they 
wouldn't fit. After adding some scotch tape it looked kinda neat. 
Trey was having fun and they were, too.
	"So, you need to go pee pee, wittle boy?" asked Amanda.
	Trey shook his head in defiance just like a two year old. 
Then the girls began to tickle him and he couldn't shake free. He 
kept begging for help, "Please, Stop." But they tickled even more 
until Amanda felt something warm against her stomach. Trey was 
pissing his diaper full and they quit long enough to watch him wet 
himself unintentionally just like a little boy. Then they sat and 
watched TV with him and let Trey enjoy his pee pee diaper. Both 
girls thought Trey was downright adorable and sexy looking in his 
wet diaper. Too bad for them he was still just a boy. About a half 
hour later they changed him again.
	"OK, Trey, only one more thing before we go."
	"What's that?" he asked.
	'You have to do a poopy in your diaper."
	Trey said, "but I don't think I need to go."
	"You got to or we are going to tell your sister everything, 
and we know she would just love to diaper your butt."
	What a terrible thought that was. Trey and Sam had always 
fought like cats and dogs. It took awhile but after gorging 
himself with cookies and ice cream he felt he could do it. He 
finally told them he was ready and they said, "well, go ahead, you 
got your diaper on it will be alright."
	Finally after giving it a few tries he forced one out and 
Amanda and Nicole almost went crazy as they watched the seat of 
Trey's diaper expand and sag. They told him what a wonderful baby 
he was and to just give them a walk before they changed him. They 
almost fell over as his little butt waddled with the load in his 
diaper. True to their word, they changed him and wiped him off 
good and clean. Then they left giggling every step of the way. As 
Trey lay back he thought Sam's friends are kinda kool after all.

Little League, Part 6 --- Joey's Biggest Fan

	It was a warm summer's night when the phone rang at Joey's 
house. Joey was laying on the couch almost ready for bed. He had 
just put on his Goodnights and pulled his Nike shorts over them. 
That was the way he always dressed for bed. Being that it was hot, 
he was bareback and barefooted, too. His mom picked up the phone 
and said, "It's for you, honey." He quizzed who it was before 
moving from his comfortable position.
	"It sounds like your friend Mitch," she replied. With that 
Joey sprung up and grabbed the phone. Mitch was excited because 
his mom was taking him and James to the Raging Rapids Water Park 
and they were allowed to bring a friend. Mitch had just called 
Trey but he couldn't go because he was grounded. Jeremy was going 
with James. Joey's voice got excited at the invitation and he 
quizzed "What time?" Mitch told him to be at his house at 9:30 in 
the morning. After he hung up, his mom asked him about the call. 
Joey's eyes were full of excitement and his smile revealed his 
beautiful white teeth as he told her about getting to go to the 
water park with the boys. Just as his smile was at it's widest his 
mom's face didn't seem to share the same feeling. She didn't say 
anything as she gathered her thoughts and Joey, being smart as he 
was, quickly asked what was wrong. She asked him if he had money 
to go.
	"Well, no, but you could give me the money and when I mow 
next door I can pay you back."
	"I know you would, but the problem is I don't have any money 
to give you."
	"But, mom it's only like 10 dollars?"
	"You know baby, I only have one dollar left to eat on until I 
get paid tomorrow and your trip to the dentist last week drained 
my checking account," as she hugged her little 11 year old. She 
would do anything for Joey and it was so hard saying no when he 
was so excited. Being a single mom with no child support caused 
this situation to happen too often.
	"Mom, it's always like this, I don't ever get to do 
anything," as he started crying. It was bad enough not having a 
daddy, but times like this caused him to wonder how his dad could 
just abandon him. He never called. He rarely even bought him a 
birthday present, and if he did, he always seemed to get the date 
wrong. He would get so frustrated at his mom for not having enough 
money at times and then feel guilty for that, because he knew she 
tried and she loved him and it wasn't her fault. Then she told 
Joey that he needed to call and let Mitch know he couldn't go. 
Joey refused and ran into his room and locked the door. A few 
minutes later his mom went to check on him and she could hear him 
sobbing through the closed door. She felt horrible. If only she 
had not spent as much at the grocery store. She decided it might 
be best if she called Mitch's mom and explained. Upon calling her, 
Mitch's mom told her how excited Mitch was to be taking Joey 
along.
	"It seems like he is always talking about your son, It's Joey 
this and Joey that, and why can't I be like Joey," She explained 
that Joey couldn't go this time but he wanted to go so bad and was 
hoping he could be invited again. She would make sure he could go 
then. Mitch's mom said "nonsense, you bring that boy over here 
tomorrow because he's going. We'll take care of that this time."
	She felt so relieved and went to his locked door and 
explained he could go. No answer. Then she explained that Mitch's 
mom was going to pay. That got a reaction, but not what she hoped.
	"Mom, it's bad enough not having money to go, but then you 
have to beg for it and make it worse. Now all my friends will 
think we're poor."
	She told Joey she was sorry and that made him cry even more. 
She left him alone and went to bed feeling all bad. The next 
morning Joey woke up, his mom opened the door and went and lay 
down on the bed beside her young son. She stroked his brown hair 
and told him how sorry she was for calling Mitch's mom. Then told 
him how much she loved him and that when she got paid they would 
do something he wanted next week. Joey smiled and apologized for 
acting like he did and told his mom he loved her, too. That was 
good to hear and then she wrapped her arms around his waist and 
kissed him on the cheek. Joey then told her "I think you're going 
to be mad at me."
	"I could never be mad at you. What makes you think that?" 
While blushing, Joey said, "I kinda wet the bed last night." She 
laughed and said, "OK so what's new about that." Then he got out 
of bed in his pee-soaked white underpants.
	"Joey Joey Joey, why didn't you have your Goodnites on?"
	"I don't know. I guess they cost money and I was thinking if 
I didn't have to wear them I could have had money for the water 
park."
	She drew him close and hugged him and said, "that ain't your 
fault. Oh, honey. Alright, I'll take care of the bed while you get 
out of those pissy underpants and take a bath."
	After taking a bath she fixed him breakfast and told him it 
would mean a lot to her if he would go along with Mitch and his 
family to the water park. He agreed and soon got ready. He put on 
his neon orange swimming trunks and his mom applied the suntan 
lotion to his rather white skin. Then they went to Mitch's where 
he was dropped off for a day in the sun. Jeremy was already there 
and they soon left. They were all wearing knee length baggy blue 
jeans. Mitch was wearing his low which kind of made his blue swim 
trunks look like boxers underneath. James and Jeremy's did not 
have that same look. The boys and Mitch's mom finally arrived at 
the park and put their stuff down near the wave pool. The boys 
then took off their blue jeans and were soon ready to play and 
have at the water slides. Jeremy was wearing a bright red speedo 
from his swim team and James had a little blue one on with prints 
along the top. Joey and Mitch kind of poked fun at them but 
Mitch's mom quickly reminded him that he wore speedos until a year 
ago when someone said something about it and hurt his feelings. 
That shut him up real quick as Joey snickered. The boys rode every 
ride they had and kept up a busy pace for several hours. Mitch and 
Joey kind of stayed together while James and Jeremy did the same 
although they remained in the same area.
	Finally the boys tired and Mitch and Joey found a chair to 
catch a break and eat a snack. Mitch was telling Joey how he was 
so glad he came. Joey then started telling Mitch about maybe they 
could go again next week. Joey told about how sometimes money was 
scarce. Mitch felt sorry for him. He couldn't imagine not having a 
dad. Joey then told him all about the fight he had with his mom 
and even how he got frustrated. He told Mitch about how he could 
probably do more if he didn't have to wear those stupid Goodnites.
	Mitch said, "I thought you liked them?"
	"I don't know. I like the feeling when I wet them, but it 
just don't seem like an 11 year old boy should be wearing diapers 
and it ain't like I can stay dry at night without them. It is 
downright embarrassing away from home. Plus, they cost money in 
case you ain't heard."
	Mitch said, "So why don't you get some cloth diapers then?" I 
mean, a diaper is a diaper, after all. They just call them 
Goodnites to make kids think they aren't wearing diapers. I hear 
they feel better when wet anyway. At least they won't be as 
expensive.
	Joey said, "yeah, right, like I'm gonna walk up to mom and 
ask for 'real' diapers. She'll laugh at me for sure and think I'm 
crazy."
	"Not if you let her make the suggestion, Joey. Just tell her 
they cost money and if there was something else you could do or 
try you wouldn't mind. Joey then revealed about not wearing them 
last night because he got mad.
	Mitch said, "Tell me you didn't wet the bed." Joey grinned 
and Mitch started laughing.
	"No way. Did she find out?"
	"Yep," Joey grinned.
	"What did she say?"
	"Nothing much. Just hugged me mostly."
	"I don't know why I have been feeling sorry for you, Joey. 
That is so kewl. Man, it must be great having a mom like that. My 
mom is kool most of the time but she would beat my butt if I wet 
my bed like that."
	Mitch kept urging Joey to take advantage of the situation. 
The boys decided they would both be better off if they just traded 
parents. Their conversation soon broke up after James and Jeremy 
came up to them so they tried to get away, but their little 
shadows tagged along. It was almost time to go, anyway, so the 
boys made a mad dash for the slides to get in as much fun as they 
could stand.
	Joey thought long and hard that evening about how to approach 
his mom about diapers. He finally decided that there was no way he 
could ask something like that. Later that evening Joey and his mom 
were watching and she suggested that it was time for him to get 
ready for bed. He did that and returned to the den.
	"You do have the Goodnights on I hope?" she asked. Joey 
replied, "Yeah, but mom you think we could try something else that 
don't cost so much."
	"Well, you know as long as you still wet at night you have to 
have protection."
	"Yeah, I know."
	"The only other thing, dear, would be diapers, and I doubt 
you would go for that."
	Joey kind of hesitated. He didn't know what to say to that. 
He still was wondering how he ended up in this conversation.
	"Well I dunno, maybe if we are tight on money I wouldn't mind 
it. Goodnites are really diapers, anyway."
	His mom laughed and told him how cute and sweet it was of him 
to offer to wear diapers. With a nervous sound to his voice he 
answered, "really I don't mind" as he reinforced the suggestion.
	"OK, I believe you and it is an idea."
	The next day Joey's mom got down his old baby stuff out of 
the attic to see what she could come up with that might work. As 
she was going through his stuff she had fond memories of when he 
was a tot. As she unfolded his training pants she remembered how 
cute Joey was at that age and how she saved all his stuff for 
another child that never came. Then she unfolded some of his cloth 
diapers and thought these might just fit fine although it might 
take a few. His plastic pants even looked like they could possibly 
fit since he was more the size of an 8 year old. She was looking 
forward to seeing him in real diapers and was really hoping Joey 
would be as willing as he seemed the night before. To think that 
he was that willing and how it would save so much more money was 
well worth the effort. So at bedtime she told him that she had a 
surprise for him and Joey seemed happy to hear that. Joey's heart 
raced in anticipation as his mom pulled out three cloth diapers.
	"OK, Joey, take your pants off and let's see how these fit."
	As he started to pull down his underpants she told him to 
just leave those on for now. She spread them out and had Joey sit 
in the center. Then she pulled them up between his legs and pinned 
the first side in place. then she had him pull the other side up 
and pin it in place. Then she corrected him and showed him how to 
get the best fit as she adjusted the blue teddy bear pin just 
right.
	"OK, let's see how they fit," as she had him stand up. They 
fit real nice and looked very babyish even if the sides of his 
underpants were still showing as they both peered into the mirror 
together. She commented on how he was even cuter now than he was 
as a little boy. Joey smiled and was really enjoying the 
attention.
	Then she said, "now let's try the plastic pants." She 
stretched out the elastic leg holes and had him step into them. 
Then she pulled the baby pants up his legs and over Joey's 
diapers. They looked like they fit too tightly, although he didn't 
think so. Joey wanted to go to bed just the way he was but his mom 
told him that he would probably leak and besides he still had 
underpants on, too. So Joey got undressed and put his Goodnites on 
as usual.
	The next day his mom went to a Wal-Mart and looked at a 
package of Gerber baby pants and saw a 1-800 number for product 
questions. She wrote it down and bought some new cloth diapers for 
her son. Then she went home and called them and asked if they made 
bigger sizes for children who are bedwetters. The lady gave her 
the phone number to a place that you could order plastic pants for 
older children. She then ordered three pair to fit him.
	After playing wiffle ball over at Trey's on the weekend Mitch 
invited Joey over to play Nintendo. On the walk over Mitch asked 
him if he mentioned to his mom about getting something different 
than Goodnights. Joey told Mitch how his mom brought up the 
subject and he kinda played it like Mitch suggested.
	"So what did she think?", Mitch asked. Joey said he was still 
wearing Goodnights but his mom was working on something, because 
she had him try out his old baby stuff to see how it fit.
	"No way, you mean you got to try on actual cloth baby 
diapers?"
	Joey smiled and said, "yep seriously and it was the same 
actual diapers that I used to wear. I couldn't believe she still 
had all my baby stuff."
	"Dang Joey, "Your mom is the kewlest. For some reason mom's 
like to hang onto that stuff for some reason."
	Joey then added, "I think she really wants me to be her baby 
again."
	On Tuesday the package of plastic pants arrived. Joey's mom 
opened them up. Wow, they were the same as Gerber's, only bigger. 
They even had the same vinyl smell to them. She put them in his 
dresser in place of the Goodnites and also put the new package of 
cloth baby diapers there. When Joey went to get ready for bed she 
followed and looked around the corner to see how he would react 
when he found them. Joey got all excited and quickly removed his 
clothes and laid the diapers out on the floor and sat down on 
them. As he started pulling them up to pin in place his mom asked 
if he needed any help and he replied he didn't think so. Then she 
showed him the baby powder and told him to be sure and apply it 
generously to prevent diaper rash. So he sprinkled it in and 
finished pinning on the white cloth diaper. Then he pulled up the 
plastic pants and they were a perfect fit. These diapers felt so 
much better and he reached out and hugged his mom and she told him 
how much she loved him. She patted him on his diapered butt and 
said, "let's go watch some TV for awhile longer" and Joey smiled.
	"Do I have to put my shorts back on?" as he gazed upward 
hoping to hear the word "No" for a change.
	"Not if you don't want to, honey."
	Joey smiled wide and hugged his mom around her waist and ran 
off to the den more like he was 3 than 11. He couldn't believe he 
had the freedom to just wear baby diapers around the house before 
bedtime.
	The next morning Joey awakened wet as always. He felt so warm 
and the plastic pants were so slick. This was the best feeling 
yet. Had he known they felt that great he would have never stood 
for Goodnites. While they were goodnights alright these were 
Bestnights as he snickered to himself. Then Joey's mom came in to 
see how he was and lay down beside him.
	"You ready for a diaper change?", she asked, while patting 
his little fanny causing his plastic pants to make that unique 
sound.
	Joey said, "I guess, but they feel so good I'm not sure. 
Could I wait awhile?"
	She smiled and said, "OK, but after breakfast we need to get 
you changed."
	Joey seemed so happy and anything that made him happy made 
his mom happy. After breakfast they went back to his room and his 
mom told him she would give him a lesson on changing diapers. 
After that he could take care of it himself since he was 11. She 
spread out a plastic changing pad and had Joey lie down on it. 
Then she said, "first we remove the baby's little plastic pants, 
then we undo the diaper pins."
	His diaper was very warm where he had just peed it since he 
woke up. She told him that this was a lesson all fathers needed to 
know.
	"Just think, Joey, you will be an expert by the time you're a 
dad."
	He laughed at the thought. "Did dad ever change my diapers?" 
he asked.
	"Well, funny you should ask that. One and a half times."
	"That's a strange number ,"Joey quizzed.
	:Yeah the first time, I broke him in on a pee pee diaper and 
he was doing fine until he started wiping your little rainmaker 
and then you squirted him good right in the face."
	Joey laughed, "well he probably deserved it anyway."
	"That is why, when you clean little boys down there you aim 
it in the direction of the already wet diaper" as she showed him 
how. It felt so good as she cleaned him with the baby wipes and it 
smelled so fresh. It even made his little rainmaker get big. Then 
she slid the pissy cloth diaper out from beneath him and took 
another baby wipe and cleaned the pee pee from her son's butt.
	"After that he did manage to get a Pamper on you but it was 
not a very good fit and I had to adjust it for him."
	"So what about the half change?"
	"We had just got home and you got real still and serious 
looking. We both knew you were getting ready to fill your diaper 
so we let you do just that and I thought since it had just 
happened maybe it wouldn't be too bad. You really did a number, 
though, because I could see where it made the Pamper sag. Instead 
of laying you down he sat you down on your diaper causing it to 
smear. Then when he undid the tapes and saw and smelled it he 
gagged and I had to finish the job. That was so funny."
	Both she and Joey laughed.
	"OK now you are all clean so put on your undies and get 
dressed. You think you can remember how to do that tomorrow?"
	"I think so," Joey replied.

Little League, Part 7 --- James

	Summer was beginning to come to an end. When the calendar 
rolled to August Mitch and James knew it wouldn't be long before 
the school year started. It seemed like summer had just gotten 
started good, too. The long summer days of playing wiffle ball and 
going swimming would now be limited. Soon the dreadful task of 
shopping for new school supplies and clothes would begin. As soon 
as the stores started having sales their mom would always rush to 
buy Mitch and James new clothes. Mitch was so long and lean he was 
hard to fit. It was on a Tuesday that their mom had made plans to 
take them shopping. Both boys always hated shopping. Why couldn't 
they stay and play with their friends while she shopped? What 
humiliation having to try all the stuff on while their mom prodded 
and poked all around whatever they had on trying to get the best 
fit while allowing some room for growing boys.
	On this particular morning James went into Mitch's bedroom 
and kept nudging him until he tried to open his still sleepy eyes.
	"Mitch help me, help me", he uttered softly. Mitch was still 
sleepy as he rolled over while stretching.
	"What's wrong ?" he asked.
	"Help me change my bed before mom wakes up," he muttered 
softly.
	"HUH?" Mitch was puzzled by the request.
	"Why? What happened? Did you wet the bed or something?" he 
questioned while still half asleep. James tugged at Mitch's arm 
and begged, "Cmon. Please." Then Mitch looked at James and saw why 
the bugger was getting so impatient. James little white Hanes 
underpants were pee-soaked as well as the bottom part of his blue 
Bugs Bunny T-shirt. He must have wet his bed sure enough.
	"OK OK hang on," as Mitch rolled out of bed, barebacked 
wearing only his Atlanta Braves boxer shorts and white ankle 
socks. The wet spot was quite large and Mitch began to strip his 
bed as he instructed James to get a damp washcloth so he could 
clean the pee pee from the mattress. The linen closet was just 
outside their parents' room. Their dad had already left for work 
though. James returned with the cloth and Mitch began scrubbing 
the mattress clean.
	"Now what?" James asked.
	"Go get some clean sheets, James," James started looking in 
the linen closet while being careful not to get caught. Mitch 
finished cleaning and gathered up the sheets that were wet and 
stuffed them in a corner of James closet for the time being. Then 
Mitch checked on his little brother. James was trying to find the 
same sheets. Mitch just grabbed some from the bottom and went to 
his room. James started whining that they weren't the same. Mitch 
explained that for now they would be fine.
	"We'll just make our beds and wash them when we get a chance 
and she'll not find out." James then smiled as his big brown eyes 
gazed up at his big brother. Mitch then suggested to James, "You 
better get out of your pissy underpants and shirt before mom gets 
up and busts your butt." So the little eight-year-old toddled 
toward the dresser with his little wet underpants clinging to his 
skin showing the tan color underneath and contour of his bubble 
butt. About that time they heard their mom get out of bed so both 
boys tried to act like nothing was going on as James quickly 
slipped on fresh underpants. Then their mom entered James room and 
asked, "What are you boys doing up so early?" James would always 
try to remain silent for such questions and let his big brother 
handle the situation.
	Mitch replied, "We need to get used to getting up early for 
school." Good answer he thought to himself. Their mom seemed 
puzzled by that remark. "Well, why are you in James room? 
Shouldn't you be getting dressed yourself? James is a big boy he 
don't need any help."
	Mitch replied, "I guess you're right," and scampered back off 
to his room in his boxers hoping his mom wouldn't find out the 
real reason. With that his mom turned her curiosity toward James.
	"OK what is really going on here?"
	"Nothing," he answered.
	"You better tell me James or you know what will happen," his 
mom stated in a matter-of-fact voice. James was remaining hush 
while he stared at the bed. His mom picked up on that and said, 
"Since when, do you boys like making up your bed?" and turned down 
the covers. She saw the different sheets and asked James if he wet 
the bed and he began to cry.
	"Oh honey, it's OK, sometimes this happens. Why didn't you 
come get me?" she asked as she stroked his long blonde hair from 
his face and kissed him.
	"I was afraid you would be mad and you know."
	"We only do that when you and Mitch know not to do something 
and do it anyway. This is a first for you, James. You have kept 
your bed dry ever since being out of diapers."
	"Really? How about Mitch, did he ever do this?" James 
inquired.
	"Mitch has been a pretty good boy, too, I suppose. Since he 
was four or five he has only had two or three at most."
	Then she finished taking off the sheets and inspected the 
cleanup. As soon as she got the bed made back up and James was 
dressed she called Mitch. He had been listening and knew his mom 
found out and was very nervous about the situation.
	"OK mister, where are the sheets from James' bed?" Mitch told 
her they were in the closet.
	"When did you plan on washing them?" she asked.
	"When we got everything changed?" he answered.
	"No you weren't. You were going to let them sit there and 
cause everything to smell pissy. The only thing that keeps me from 
giving you a spanking is the fact that you were trying to help 
your little brother."
	The boys then ate breakfast and their mom told them to get 
ready to go shopping. She instructed them both to put on something 
nice. She told them no T-Shirts, only good blue jeans and no boxer 
shorts. Just because the rest of the world didn't care what their 
kids wore didn't mean she had to go along with what was in. James 
got ready first and went to Mitch's room to thank him and 
apologize for getting him in trouble. Mitch told him, "No sweat. 
Anyway what good is it if you don't have a kid brother to get you 
in trouble every once in awhile and punched him in the arm 
lightly." James smiled.
	"So how did it feel when you wet the bed?" Mitch asked.
	"I don't know, it was such a surprise," James answered.
	"So it really was accidental?" Mitch asked.
	"Yeah sort of, I guess," James answered.
	"James you either had an accident, or did it intentional so 
which was it?" Mitch stated. James explained that it was an 
accident because he really was asleep, but was dreaming that he 
was wearing a diaper and let go. He then told Mitch that he had 
been wanting to wear them ever since he saw him in diapers.
	"That is soooo sooooo kewl, James." Mitch then explained that 
had happened to him once when he was seven, too.
	"So James, would you really like to wear a diaper for real?"
	James admitted that feeling but knew it was impossible. Mitch 
then started telling James about Joey and how his mom lets him 
wear "real" baby diapers. James was amazed. "Not Joey." Yep his 
big brother told him, but "You got to swear not to tell a soul, I 
mean it."
	James just couldn't imagine Joey being the hotdog he was in 
baby diapers.
	"So was he wearing a diaper at the water park the other day?" 
James asked.
	"No stupid. He's a bedwetter. Only at night, but he gets to 
wear cloth diapers with pins, plastic pants, the works."
	"He's just telling you that, Mitch," said James.
	"No, I swear, he showed them to me the other day when I went 
over."
	"You know who else wears diapers?" Mitch asked. James was 
really curious now, but joked, "I know you do, too."
	"Yeah right, I wish?" answered Mitch. "No, someone else you 
know and I'll give you three guesses," stated Mitch. James was 
really curious now. He knew Mitch liked diapers, but he didn't 
realize Joey and another kid they knew liked them. James guessed 
"Brandon?"
	"No."
	"OK, Tyler?"
	"Nopers."
	"Well I know it wouldn't be Jeremy," stated James. Mitch 
kinda laughed. That wasn't who he had in mind but the memory of 
Jeremy having to wear a pee pee diaper to the theme park came to 
him.
	"Is it Jeremy? Is it Jeremy? Did I get it right?" James 
excitedly asked.
	"Let's put it this way that wasn't who I had in mind, but you 
could say Jeremy's butt has been in a diaper recently." Then Mitch 
warned James that Jeremy didn't take it very well and it would be 
a good idea to not say anything about it. James wanted to know all 
about Jeremy because they were best friends. Mitch started to tell 
him the story when their mom yelled for them to hurry up.
	The two brothers and their mom took off for the sales. Yuck. 
The day seemed to last forever. Store after store. Change out of 
that and into this. Oh that looks handsome. It don't fit quite 
right. Maybe if you turn this way. Here, try these on. Too bad 
that ain't on sale yet. Here, stand up straight. I said straight. 
Now walk. How does it feel. Do you like it. You don't really like 
that, do you. That shirt don't match. Then back to the racks to 
look some more. Both boys were soon growing weary of this torture. 
The part that always got to Mitch was when his mom poked and 
prodded all along his pants as his mom searched for that perfect 
fit. Mitch would mumble "Mom" in an impatient tone and she would 
get smart back with him. He would complain, but to no avail as she 
quickly hushed him and then he rolled his eyes. James didn't seem 
to mind as much ,but being a boy, it grew old with him, too. 
Sometimes he would get bored and wander off only to be scolded.
	After hours it was getting late and their mom told them that 
the next store would be it for the day. They had already 
accumulated socks, underwear, two pair of pants, and three shirts 
each, and tennis shoes. As James was trying on some new blue jean 
shorts and his mom was doing her prodding and poking with back 
turned to Mitch he started mimicking her sayings with his lips 
without uttering a sound. James started to laugh as he caught 
sight of the comedy act just a few feet away.
	"Hold still, James." His mom was getting impatient as he 
wiggled.
	"What is so funny?"
	"Nuuuthing," as he snickered while Mitch threw his head from 
side to side, silently saying, "Hold still."
	Then their mom looked back and Mitch acted like he was 
looking through the rack of clothes pretending to be innocent. The 
three of them grabbed fast food on the way home. When they got 
home their dad was already home. After they ate then their mom had 
the boys go put the clothes on they bought and model them for 
their dad. Both were very sharp-looking and hated this parade, but 
the sooner it was done the sooner they could go out and play. Just 
as luck would have it one of those summer showers popped up and 
they both went down to the basement to play. Soon they got tired 
of that and sat down. James told Mitch about the store incident.
	"You almost made me piss my pants right there in the store 
when you started imitating mom," James told him. Mitch started 
laughing. James said, "Seriously, I felt a couple squirts come 
out. Mom didn't say anything."
	Mitch reminded him. "When I took them off I could see it," 
Mitch said. "Between you wetting the bed last night and now this, 
maybe we should have went shopping for you Pampers instead." James 
agreed. Then James wanted to know about Jeremy's diapers. Mitch 
explained the story of the road trip and how that was where he 
found out that Joey and Trey were bedwetters and that how him and 
Jeremy wore a diaper so Joey would feel better about his 
situation. He then told Joey that Jeremy wouldn't wear one the 
second night after his experience. James thought the story of the 
theme park was so funny when the girls saw Jeremy in his wet 
pants. Mitch told James that Trey used to be a bedwetter but 
really don't need them now although he still likes them from time 
to time.
	Mitch joked, "see, all you got to do is keep wetting the bed 
James."
	"You think if I wet my bed tonight, mom will buy me diapers?"
	Mitch said, "No way. I couldn't believe mom took it as well 
as she did this morning. You wake up wet again like that and 
you'll get a hot fanny for sure, and don't ask me for help cause 
I'll get one, too."
	James wanted to know why it worked for Trey and Joey. Mitch 
explained that they were always bedwetters and couldn't help it 
and while mom might excuse a one0time thing she would get wise 
really quick. James accepted that answer and the boys went back to 
playing on an old pinball machine they had in the basement.
	The next morning James woke up first again and went into his 
brother's room to see if he was awake. Mitch was just waking up 
and noticed his little brother there.
	"What are you doing here, James?" he asked. Then it hit him, 
"Oh no James you didn't?" and James nodded yes. Mitch then got up 
and followed his kid brother into his room to survey the 
situation. As Mitch pulled back the covers it was dry. He looked 
at James and uttered, "you little twerp, man I ought to kill you 
scaring me like that."
	Then James ran downstairs with Mitch close behind and then 
downstairs to the basement trying not to stumble along the way. 
Mitch caught him finally and the boys began to wrestle. Although 
Mitch wasn't the strongest boy around he was more than a match for 
James and soon had him pinned. Then he started tickling him to 
make him pay for that psyche out. Soon James was begging his big 
brother to stop, but Mitch kept having at him.
	"Please. please stop Mitch or I really will wet my pants." 
Then Mitch tickled his little brother again and saw James face get 
all red and stopped, but it was too late. James lay there 
helplessly peeing in his little white underpants. Mitch started 
telling him that he didn't mean for that to happen. James got mad 
and said, "I told you I was about to," and ran off upstairs. Mitch 
then wiped up the puddle and went back upstairs to tell James he 
was sorry. James told him it was OK but what about these as he 
pointed to the wet underpants he had changed. Mitch told him since 
it was his fault he would hand wash them and dry them when he got 
the opportunity. James smiled and the two boys went about another 
normal summer's day.

Little League, Part 8A --- Jeremy's Vacation

	It was now getting into August and school would be starting 
very soon. Jeremy and his parents would usually go spend around 
ten days at the beach. Jeremy loved the beach and usually they 
shared their huge cabin with his uncle and their two kids. Their 
son was ten and daughter was eight so Jeremy fit in perfectly 
being nine years old. The problem was this year his uncle had 
changed jobs and didn't have any vacation to go with Jeremy's 
family. When Jeremy got the news that they wouldn't be able to go 
he got all bummed out. He wanted to stay home instead because it 
wouldn't be any fun. All of his friends were here and he knew that 
basically they would return from the beach and then school would 
start. That was depressing enough being nine years old. Nine more 
years of school he thought to himself. That was a lifetime. 
Although he was nine his memory didn't go back that far. He and 
James had become the best of friends over the summer. Every time 
James could take a friend to the water park it was always Jeremy. 
They were even on the same swim team. Jeremy begged his mom and 
dad to let him stay with James family. They explained to him that 
you just don't impose on people. Jeremy just couldn't understand 
because James and Mitch's mom was always so nice to him. He was so 
sure she wouldn't mind.
	"Please call her, mom," he pleaded.
	"We can't do that honey," she explained. "That is like 
saying, 'here watch our kid while we go relax,' you understand 
don't you?"
	She kept telling him how much fun they would have since they 
would be able to even do more of the things he liked. Jeremy just 
wouldn't understand. He started reminding her of how remote the 
beach was where they went to and he would be lucky if he saw 
anyone under 20, let alone his age. Then Jeremy started crying as 
he questioned his mom on why he was an only child. There was no 
denying the little bugger was right. He was getting far too smart 
to be easily conned. Later that evening his mom had a talk with 
her husband and explained how Jeremy would be so lonely. She told 
him of how he had rather stay home with James' family if that was 
OK. "Absolutely not" was his answer. "Jeremy is just going to have 
to learn we don't always get what we want in life." Then his mom 
suggested, "Would you be OK with it if James came with us? After 
all, they are always taking Jeremy to the water park and it be a 
nice gesture of appreciation and I bet it would change Jeremy's 
attitude." His dad thought that was a fine idea, actually. They 
knew James was very well behaved for an eight year old because his 
parents made Mitch and him mind.
	The next day Jeremy was told of the plan. Jeremy was so 
excited as his mom dialed James mom. He crossed his little fingers 
in anticipation she would say yes. He listened attentively as if 
he could actually hear what James mom was saying based on the 
reactions on his mother's face. James mom said she would talk it 
over with her husband later that evening. Jeremy's mom explained 
how much it would mean to him since he wouldn't really have any 
kids his age to play with. That morning all the boys went over to 
Trey's house for the usual wiffle ball game. Jeremy eagerly asked 
James if his mom had told him yet. She hadn't, so Jeremy filled 
him in on the details and begged him to go with them. James 
thought that was so kewl. He hadn't really gotten to stay away 
from home like Mitch did on his Little League trip. Wow!!!! His 
parents just had to say yes. So nothing seemed to matter the rest 
of the day as both boys eagerly anticipated the word of James 
father. James even went home and pleaded his case with his mom 
just for insurance. As soon as he came home, he was asked and 
James jumped high in the air as the answer was YES! He couldn't 
even wait another minute to call Jeremy and share the news. The 
next few days seemed to drag on forever in the hot August sun as 
the boys anticipated their vacation.
	Finally they left out on a Sunday morning for their trip to 
Florida's panhandle. The trip was pretty normal except for James' 
frequent pee stops. Jeremy even commented maybe we need to get 
James some Huggies if we're ever gonna get there. "Look who's 
talking," his mom came back as she reminded Jeremy that he was 
usually the hold up in years past. James laughed as he admitted 
diapers wouldn't be a bad idea. Everyone laughed as they got the 
image of an eight year old boy in Huggies. Then the boys kept 
switching headphones as they jammed out on their music.
	When they arrived at the cabin it had that same familiar 
smell and was very clean. Nothing but furniture. They had to bring 
along their own linens. When Jeremy's mom started putting stuff up 
in the closet she was surprised to find a package of Pampers size 
6 which had just hit the market. The place was completely void of 
anything else.
	"I wonder who left these diapers?" she asked. Jeremy's dad 
said someone probably had a kid that wet sometimes and they 
figured laundry would get in the way. She unfolded one and said, 
"wow, they sure are making these things bigger now. These look 
like they could even fit Jeremy." He got embarrassed at that 
statement and James looked at his friend and laughed, "Yeah 
Jeremy." All of this was said in fun, but what would his parents 
think if they had known two months earlier he really had worn a 
diaper and others knew about it. He wondered if Mitch had said 
something to James about it and that was the reason he said "Yeah 
Jeremy" in the tone he did.
	After they finished unloading the car they fixed something to 
eat. After eating, the boys got into their bright red speedos that 
they wore on their swim team and headed down to the ocean with 
their floats. The parents grabbed a place in the sun to relax 
while watching the youngsters enjoy themselves thoroughly. 
Jeremy's dad thought it was a great idea bringing James along 
because he seemed to fit in so well. Both boys were so cute. They 
could almost pass for twins in their matching little bikinis, 
although Jeremy's hair was brown and James was blonde. They kept 
trying to outdo each other as they tried to stand on their floats 
like little surfers, but both would quickly lose balance and 
tumble into the water. They had to be reminded to be careful. Soon 
Jeremy's dad joined them and the boys teamed up against him in a 
splash fight. When darkness fell the whole family was beat. A ten 
hour drive followed by playing in the ocean had them zapped. After 
drinking a lot of tea to replenish their sweat the boys soon fell 
asleep in their bed watching TV. They both wanted to sleep 
together like little brothers, and that was fine because that was 
one less bed to make up in the morning. Just before calling it a 
night the parents peeked in on them. Jeremy was sound asleep on 
his tummy and James had his little arm draped around him. They 
smiled and kissed each other as they looked at their little boy 
and his buddy sleeping quietly.
	During the night James began dreaming about being a little 
boy in a diaper and Jeremy was wearing one, too, as they played in 
the sand making castles. Thinking about the diapers in the closet 
was fresh in his mind as he drifted into a deep sleep. He was so 
tired he could barely move to go get sand in his dream as he felt 
the pressure in his bladder increase. Then he remembered that he 
was wearing Pampers and just let go into his diaper. It felt so 
warm, wet, and slick between his legs as he felt relief. He 
continued sleeping like a baby as his tiny bladder finished 
emptying. About that time Jeremy felt his butt beginning to warm 
as he continued his dream. Then Jeremy awakened suddenly.
	"Oh my god, I pissed myself," he thought as he recognized 
that his butt was indeed wet. Then he quickly felt of his crotch 
but it was dry, thank goodness. "Well if I didn't wet the bed it 
must be James." He then began nudging James in an effort to awaken 
him.
	"What? What?" James asked wearily still half asleep. "You wet 
the bed, James, and even got it on me," Jeremy stated. That got 
his attention as he felt between his legs to find them completely 
soaked. James was so upset and began to panic.
	"Oh no, you got to help me clean this up before your mom 
finds it."
	"Don't worry, James, it's OK," as Jeremy ran off to get his 
mom up. "James peed the bed mom", as he woke her.
	"What?" she questioned. Jeremy then reiterated himself. As he 
turned away his mom said, "Maybe you wet the bed and are blaming 
it on James by the looks of your shorts from behind."
	"NO MOM!" as he was embarrassed she could think such a thing 
of him. When she got into their bedroom James was crying as he was 
trying to strip the bed by himself.
	"Oh that's OK, James. Please don't cry," as she hugged him 
tightly. "These things just happen," as she led him back to the 
main room for a little talk. Jeremy just found a dry part of the 
bed to lay on in the meantime.
	"You were just so tired and excited from the trip today. I 
ain't surprised," she assured him. "I should have known not to let 
you boys drink all that tea. You just did it before Jeremy that is 
all. I bet he would have wet the bed before morning."
	"No he wouldn't. You are just saying that to make me feel 
better."
	"My mom told me that I better behave and not cause you any 
trouble," James responded.
	"You are no trouble at all, James. We are so excited that you 
could come because Jeremy needs you here," Jeremy's mom added.
	"He won't let me sleep with him now, though," as James 
continued sobbing his little brown eyes. About then Jeremy peeked 
in to see what was going on and his mom said.
	"You don't mind still sleeping with James do you?" as she 
looked at him expecting to hear him approve.
	"Nah, I don't mind James if you don't mind........ cause 
well.... this happens to me sometimes, too. Like I told ya, man, 
no big deal."
	Jeremy and his mom knew that was a lie but this was one time 
his mom was glad he told one. "Do you wet the bed at home, James?" 
Although he did it only once, he replied that he did sometimes 
because that was what Jeremy had said also. "Do you have to wear 
protection?"
	James then hesitated and said, "promise not to laugh." They 
both said they wouldn't. Then James told them, "baby diapers."
	"Huh?" Jeremy inquired. At the same time Jeremy's mom thought 
that was just so sweet and adorable and hugged James.
	"That's perfectly fine dear," she assured him. "What kind 
does she buy for you?", she asked gently.
	"I dunno. Whatever's on sale I guess. You know, Huggies or 
Pampers usually."
	"Oh OK, that is what we used on Jeremy mostly." Then Jeremy 
was like, "mom, shut up." She then instructed Jeremy and James to 
get out of their wet shorts while she changed the bed. While she 
was making the bed it dawned on her about the package of Pampers 
in the closet: "I guess they really will fit boys their size if 
that is what James is used to wearing." So after she made the bed 
she got out two fresh diapers for the boys and told them they both 
needed to put them on. Both boys looked at each other, not knowing 
what to think.
	"You think you can get them on by yourselves?" she asked. 
Both boys awaited the other to answer. "OK, Jeremy, come with me 
and I'll show you how," his mom demanded. As they went away Jeremy 
whispered that he didn't want to wear a diaper. His mom reminded 
him that James was there because of him and it was the least he 
could do to help him feel better.
	"I don't mind him wearing a diaper but why me?" Jeremy 
quizzed.
	"Didn't you just tell him you wet the bed, too?" she stated.
	"Well, ya," he answered.
	"So how do you think he's gonna feel if he is the only one in 
a diaper and the poor child obviously needs them?" With that she 
laid Jeremy down on the soft, sweet-smelling baby diaper and 
pulled it up between his legs and it fit nicely. Jeremy was the 
picture of cuteness and she hugged him and asked him how it felt.
	"Kinda funny," he replied. It actually felt great, he thought 
to himself, but that ain't something a boy would say to his mom. 
Then she went to see if James had his Pamper on. It was on, but 
still needed adjusting, so Jeremy's mom helped him finish the 
diapering. Then she tucked them both in bed and kissed Jeremy 
goodnight. Jeremy then adjusted the covers and he could smell the 
perfume of the baby diapers that he and his best friend were 
wearing. The crinkle sound was so neat whenever they moved. The 
boys then fell asleep once again.
	When the next day came both boys woke when Jeremy's dad went 
to into their room. Both boys stayed covered up for fear of how he 
would react to their unusual condition. Finally, after telling 
them breakfast would soon be ready, he left. Jeremy turned to 
James and asked him if he was wet. James replied no, and Jeremy 
said he was dry, too. Jeremy told James that they better get out 
of their diapers before his dad saw them. James agreed and soon 
the two boys were back in their big boy underwear as both pulled 
on fresh white briefs and knee-length nylon shorts. As the family 
ate they discussed their plans for the day. The boys wanted to 
drive into Panama City to ride all the roller coasters and other 
rides. Jeremy's folks thought that would be a great idea and soon 
they all got ready and left. That afternoon was rather uneventful 
other than just plain fun. Then they all went out to eat seafood 
before returning back to the cabin. The little fellows were still 
full of energy and wanted to go swimming but weren't allowed 
because it was getting toward dark. They were allowed to go for a 
walk along the beach and they took advantage of that to look for 
sharks teeth. As the two pre-teens walked their conversation 
varied greatly before James asked Jeremy what he had to wear for 
his bedwetting. Jeremy told James that his mom didn't make him 
wear anything special. He felt weird trying to put on the act of 
being a bedwetter.
	"So, you have to wear diapers all the time at night James?" 
he asked.
	"Yeah, but I don't really mind anymore. I guess if you always 
wear them it don't seem like a big deal," James answered, even 
though last night was his very first diaper since being potty-
trained.
	"So why didn't you bring any with you?" Jeremy quizzed.
	"Well you know, I didn't want you to find this out about me 
cause I'm kinda ashamed of it," James answered.
	"Yeah I heard that."
	"Me too," Jeremy assured James that his secret was safe with 
him and in return James told Jeremy the same. Then both boys spit 
in their hands and shook to seal the deal.
	"So, how does it feel when you take a wiz in your dipe?" 
Jeremy wondered aloud. James told him that it actually felt 
really, really kewl actually, even though he was yet to know that 
answer himself.
	Later at the cabin it was time for the boys to get into bed 
although both wanted to stay up longer. Jeremy's mom then said, 
"OK boys time to get ready for bed as she handed them both fresh 
Pampers for the night. Back in the bedroom the two little boys 
stripped and unfolded the diapers and sat on them at the same time 
and attempted to diaper themselves. Jeremy's mom went to check on 
them a short time later, only to find the boys still struggling 
with the fine art of diapering. Jeremy's mom then helped them both 
redo their diapers for a proper fit as she had both of them lay 
down. Jeremy's mom thought about how she couldn't wait to get him 
out of diapers as a tot and how neat it was having her little baby 
back, even if it was for only a week or so. She just had to go 
show them off to her husband and he thought they were just plain 
adorable. His mom even wanted to take a picture, but both boys 
yelled and ran off back to bed at that suggestion.
	James was in heaven. What more could a boy ask for than to 
have his best friend share in diapers. He kept trying to stay 
awake in anticipation he could soon wet his diaper for the very 
first time in years. It was very hard to get used to as he 
eventually was able to release small squirts into his Pampers 
diaper. It felt even better than he imagined. If only he could do 
this at home he thought.
	The next morning when the boys woke up Jeremy turned to James 
and asked him if he was wet. James smiled and told him about 
wizzing his diaper.
	"Kewl, but mine is still dry," Jeremy added. "How does it 
feel?"
	"Kewl, you oughta try it," James encouraged.
	"Yeah sure, mom would freak for sure," Jeremy added. "Lemme 
see your dipe?" Jeremy asked. James showed him and Jeremy thought 
it was really kewl-looking, if only he was brave enough to try 
wetting his Pamper. His mom got up and went to see how the two 
little fellows made out during the night.
	"I see we slept soundly through the night this time, didn't 
we?" she said.
	"Oh ya," then both boys giggled.
	"Did the diaper help you stay dry, James?"
	"Yes ma'am," he replied.
	"So how's your diaper, Jeremy?" his mom asked.
	"It's OK, I guess," he answered. "What are we gonna do 
today?", Jeremy quizzed. The answer was his father mostly wanted 
to just hang around here and the beach so the boys were told they 
could swim all they wanted. The boys thought that would just great 
with them, too, and got up and out of their Pampers. Later that 
morning it was time to hit the beach and both boys slipped into 
their tiny red speedos for a day in the sun. While they missed 
going to a more popular beach where there were other kids this was 
really neat. What few people they saw were far off in the 
distance. Jeremy kept telling James how much more fun it was than 
having his cousins. His older cousin usually played too rough for 
Jeremy's liking. James could relate to that situation having an 
older brother who sometimes was that way with him. James asked 
what his cousin did. Mostly wrestle and stuff, but his parents 
just let him act up and mom or dad never say anything to him cause 
they say it ain't their place. He went on to tell James that they 
had spent every summer here ever since he was born. James said 
this place was neat and he wish they did something like that as a 
family.
	"So your cousin always been a jerk?" James asked.
	"Oh hell yeah, as long as I can remember. This one time when 
I was like three he put sand down my diaper." Jeremy was getting 
more comfortable with that word since it was being thrown around 
so much. James thought that was so funny and started laughing 
uncontrollably.
	"Hey what's so funny about that? How would you like a sand in 
your undies?" Jeremy asked. James continued laughing as he told 
James it probably looked like he pooped his diaper full. Then 
Jeremy, being the older, stronger boy for a change, playfully 
wrestled James into the sand and took a handful of sand and pulled 
back on James bikini and showed him what it felt like. As he let 
James stand up he told James that it looked like he pooped in his 
diaper now. Then the little blonde boy headed for the ocean to 
free the sand from his swimsuit and Jeremy followed and they 
played in the surf again.
	That evening was much the same. Both boys were given their 
diapers and sent to bed. Jeremy's mom once again helped her two 
little boys make their Pampers fit just right. It was very warm in 
the cabin so neither boy put on shorts over their diapers and went 
bareback. They didn't even bother to get under the covers. 
Jeremy's dad went to check on them before turning in and saw the 
cute sight of two pre-teen boys sleeping side by side in diapers. 
He wished he had a friend like that when he was nine years old he 
thought to himself. Jeremy woke up first the next morning. He 
heard the crinkle of his baby diaper as he turned toward James. He 
looked down at James diaper to see if he had pissed himself in the 
night. Sure enough, his little friend was wet, although James had 
peed his diaper once again before going to sleep. Now was his 
chance, he thought. Although he had been trying to act indifferent 
about diapers he remembered how great it felt when he finally let 
go in the Goodnights on the bus weeks earlier. Apparently his mom 
wouldn't mind since she seemed to be so kewl about it all. He kept 
trying to pee but nothing would come out while he was lying down 
so he quietly climbed out of bed and got himself in an upright 
position next to the bed on his knees. After a few efforts the 
brown-haired boy finally let go and emptied the nighttime pee into 
his Pampers diaper. It felt so great as the warm pee-pee travel 
all about the front of his diapers and into the crotch and back up 
the seat part. Just as he was being a naughty boy his mom saw him 
and ducked her head back around the corner before being noticed. 
Most moms of nine year old boys would freak out and start spanking 
them for such an act, but luckily in Jeremy's case she thought it 
was quite the opposite and was sweet and precious. Jeremy then 
climbed back into bed with James and he woke up.
	"James how's your diaper?" Jeremy asked. James told him it 
was wet and then looked at his friend's diaper and noticed it was 
in the same condition.
	"So, how's yours Jeremy?" he asked.
	"It is soaked. I guess I drank too much last night," he 
answered.
	"How does it feel?" James quizzed. Jeremy went on to tell 
James that it felt really awesome and much better than he imagined 
and how he wished he could wear them all the time at night like 
James got too. Of course that wasn't the case with James, but it 
was a nice thought. Shortly after Jeremy's mom heard the two 
youngsters talking she went to get them up.
	"My, my, two little wet boys this morning," she exclaimed. 
Both boys looked at each other and snickered with devilish grins. 
She told them that they would try to find them a water park to 
visit later that day and both boys got up and started to get out 
of their wet diapers. Jeremy's mom told them that they could just 
keep their diapers on if they wanted because she wanted them to 
take a bath after breakfast. So until that time both boys were 
free to roam around in nothing but their saggy wet diaper and both 
seemed to really love it. Bath time came and they had to get out 
of their diapers.
	The youngsters then got dressed for the ride to the water 
park. The whole family enjoyed themselves there and rode 
everything together. James really thought Jeremy's folks were the 
most. James' mom and dad were too reserved to act like kids, but 
Jeremy's even teamed up with the boys for races in water slides 
that were side by side. Jeremy's dad and James usually won. They 
all got tickled on one occasion when Jeremy's mom came down 
backwards by mistake. His parents were always like this with 
Jeremy since he was an only child. James really did feel like his 
brother and was having a great time.
	After going out to eat the four returned home later that 
afternoon. The boys were really beginning to show a dark tan from 
all the sun. Jeremy looked like an Indian and James was quite 
dark, too, and the sun had brightened his hair tremendously. They 
all hit the beach again. James was wanting to play in the ocean 
but Jeremy wasn't feeling up to it. Every now and then he would 
disappear without saying a word. When James saw Jeremy again he 
asked him if he had done something wrong. Jeremy revealed that he 
hadn't and was a little sick. James wanted to know if he was 
alright and he told him that he just had the squirts and was 
otherwise fine. They started working on building a sandcastle 
since Jeremy didn't want to go in the water. Fifteen minutes later 
James took off running again for the cabin. Jeremy's mom took 
notice this time and went to ask James where Jeremy was going. He 
told her that he was sick at his stomach and his mom went to check 
on him. When she got there she found her little boy in the 
bathroom and she asked him if he was alright.
	"Sure mom, my stomach is acting up that's all," he answered.
	"Do you have the squirts or do you feel like you're going to 
throw up?" she questioned. Jeremy always had a sensitive tummy and 
the squirts were not new to him. The change in climate, food, and 
activity brought this on. His mom told him to just lie down and 
take it easy and watch TV for awhile til it passed. Jeremy didn't 
want to hear that because he wanted to continue working on the 
huge sandcastle they planned.
	"Well, we can't have you running in and out of here all the 
time, even though I know you can't help it. Just look how much 
sand you've already tracked in here," she pointed out. Jeremy kept 
insisting that he was fine and wanted to go back.
	"Well, why don't you consider wearing a diaper then?"
	"Sure mom, like duh, I can't wear a diaper outside. Earth to 
mom, I'm nine years old."
	"No one will see you, sugar, and besides, you can wear one of 
your daddy's T-shirts and that will cover it up."
	"But James will know I'm in a diaper and say something," 
Jeremy added.
	"Just tell him you were getting sunburned and need to wear a 
shirt, and even if he does say something, it ain't like he don't 
wear diapers, too, so he'll understand, dear. I am sure he has 
gotten the squirts, too, and I bet his mom makes him wear a diaper 
when it happens."
	With those words of encouragement Jeremy got a fresh diaper 
out and put it on while his mom rinsed out his bikini that had 
evidence of where he squirted a little mess in it. His mom was 
fairly impressed with her son's diapering as he needed very little 
adjusting. Then he put on a long white T-shirt of his dad's that 
came down to his knees. The little brown-haired boy was very cute 
as the T-shirt almost swallowed him leaving only his bare calves, 
feet and forearms showing. Then back to where James and Jeremy's 
dad was building the castle. Jeremy's dad had really gotten 
involved and he couldn't believe how huge it was as him and his 
mom approached.
	"What the heck!" his father exclaimed as his son approached. 
"It ain't Halloween yet. Are you trying to go as a ghost?"
	Jeremy looked up at his mom and she informed her husband that 
he was getting too much sun and brought one for James to throw on, 
also. Now the two boys were identical except James wasn't wearing 
a diaper. Jeremy tried to keep it hidden and luckily the waves 
drowned out the crinkling sound. It was a good decision having 
Jeremy wear a diaper, too, because it wasn't long before he needed 
to go, and it sure saved a long walk. While the group continued 
work on the castle Jeremy squirted into the seat of his Pampers 
and a few seconds later again and peed as well. By this time it 
was mostly gas anyway, and he didn't require an immediate diaper 
change. Jeremy continued playing like nothing ever happened in his 
dirty diaper. Several minutes later it was the same thing.
	Finally they all made it back to the cabin and Jeremy's mom 
asked her husband to keep James occupied while she helped Jeremy 
take care of his messy diaper. She laid him down and kissed him 
and undid the tapes on his diaper and took complete care of her 
son's diaper change while he lay there quietly just like a three 
year old. After cleaning him up good she then put a new pamper on 
him. Jeremy was beginning to really enjoy the attention he was 
getting. Then he pulled up shorts over his diaper and the family 
ate a bite and started playing Monopoly. After a few hours James 
was doing the best and everyone kept telling him how smart he was 
and he smiled from ear to ear. The game got interrupted when 
Jeremy let out a big fart.
	"Wow! that sounded wet, son," his dad exclaimed while 
everyone laughed. Little did they know he had just pooped his 
diaper by accident, thinking it really was only gas. It sure was 
good he was in a diaper, he thought. Then it was time for bed and 
James and Jeremy went to go get their diapers from the closet. 
Both were beginning to get good at diapering themselves by now. 
Jeremy took his in the bathroom to change, though since he didn't 
want James to know he was wearing one, let alone a number two 
diaper at that. Jeremy folded his used disposable diaper up and 
threw it away before climbing into bed. The two boys talked a 
little more about diapers before going to sleep.
	"So James, have you ever done anything else in your diaper 
except pee?" James knew what his friend was asking but didn't want 
to say so he just said, "No, why?"
	Jeremy said, "I was just wondering how it felt if you had 
that's all."
	James didn't know about what had happened to Jeremy so he 
said, "it probably ain't too bad." Jeremy then told James that he 
was right about pee-pee diapers feeling kewl.
	"So what do you think about trying to do ...........well you 
know in them?" Jeremy asked. James knew what Jeremy was trying to 
say and told him they couldn't do that now.
	"Yeah, I know, but maybe we could try tomorrow when we get a 
chance. I mean, I would try if you wanted to try it with me," 
Jeremy stated. James couldn't believe what he had just heard. His 
heart raced at the thought but not wanting to seem excited, his 
mere answer was, "Sure, OK."
	Then James let his pee-pee into his diaper, and although 
Jeremy was trying he still couldn't do it. The funny thing was 
both boys didn't think the other was really trying to wet 
themselves. Jeremy stayed awake longer than James since he was 
still trying to wet himself with no luck. After finally giving up 
he snuggled up closely to his little buddy and could feel their 
baby diapers touching each other. Jeremy felt so secure in his 
Pampers lying next to his friend who shared the same feelings.

Little League, Part 8B--- Jeremy's Vacation

	The summer vacation was underway good now as the family had 
gotten very settled in their new environment. Both little boys 
were really beginning to enjoy their diaper time together to the 
max as the bond between them as friends grew even stronger. Both 
were trying to act like diapers were no big deal as they pushed 
each other toward exploring diapers a little more. Jeremy woke 
before James again as he was needing to pee. James was able to pee 
in his diaper while in bed while Jeremy was still struggling. 
Jeremy finally decided he was going to do it in his Pamper and not 
get out of bed on this morning. He lay there concentrating on the 
ceiling as he tried to just let go like a little baby. Finally, a 
little squirt came out and then a little more. It was not easy 
undoing years of potty-training. This felt good he thought as he 
lay under the covers not looking. He felt the pee squirt into the 
front of his baby diaper before traveling down the side and into 
the back of his diaper. After off-and-on squirts his bladder 
finally gave way and the pee rushed out of his tiny peener 
thoroughly soaking his baby pampers. What relief!!!! This was the 
best feeling in the world and then the pee stopped. Jeremy was now 
in a very warm, pissy diaper and sighed in happiness. What would 
his mom think if she knew he was being a very naughty boy by 
wetting his diaper on purpose?
	Soon his mom came into the room and noticed that once again 
she had two very wet little boys. "Time to rise and shine," she 
announced and both boys twisted and stretched, although Jeremy's 
was mostly acting since he was already awake. Then she left to get 
breakfast started and James turned toward Jeremy and asked him if 
he wet his diaper. Jeremy grinned and James knew by the look only 
that was a big YES!.
	"Kool, I did, too," as he smiled back. Then he went on to 
tell Jeremy that he needed to get out of it because it was cold 
and clammy feeling. Jeremy tried to act like that was a big 
surprise to him as he told James that his felt kinda warm.
	"Really?" James asked. Then he explained that maybe he just 
wet his first and that was the reason for the difference, which 
was true, seeing how James was letting go in his diaper before he 
went to sleep at night. Then Jeremy reached over and felt the 
front of James' Pamper, and sure enough, it felt cool and stiff.
	"See, feel mine," he asked his little friend and James 
complied.
	"WOW! yours is very warm, you must of just pissed yourself. 
Didn't you wake up?"
	Jeremy responded by telling him that he slept like a baby and 
both boys giggled. "Yeah a big baby boy," as James teased. Then 
both boys got out of their night diapers and dressed like any 
other boys their age at the beach. Jeremy's parents decided that 
they would just stay around the beach during the day and that they 
might go back into town toward dark and ride go carts. That 
sounded kool to the boys. Maybe this was their chance to wear 
diapers during the day like they planned. After breakfast the two 
boys went out to look for sharks' teeth and make their plan.
	Jeremy asked his little blonde buddy, "Hey James you got any 
idea how we can wear them without my parents knowing?"
	"Maybe we can just wear our jeans over them instead of 
wearing our swimsuits?" he suggested.
	"I dunno. I kinda think mom might think something then," 
Jeremy replied.
	"I dunno. Maybe you're right", James agreed. After a long 
pause James started to say something then withheld.
	"What? What?" Jeremy quizzed.
	"Forget it, man. Never mind," James said.
	"No what? You got another idea?" Jeremy begged.
	"No it won't work because it's stupid too" James admitted.
	"C'mon. Let's hear it. I won't laugh promise," Jeremy 
pleaded. Finally, after much pleading by his little brown-haired 
friend, James gave in and revealed his idea.
	"Well, maybe we could wear your dad's T-shirts like 
yesterday." Jeremy was hoping that James would suggest that. He 
just didn't want James to think that he was actually in that same 
condition the day before when he had the squirts. After the boys 
got back to get ready to go swimming, Jeremy asked his dad if him 
and James could wear his T-shirts once again since they were still 
kinda sunburned. He told them it was fine and immediately Jeremy's 
mom got concerned and wanted to check their sunburns. After 
looking them over she said they were only a little red, however 
Jeremy winced as if it hurt when she touched his shoulder and she 
thought it might be a good idea after all. Jeremy looked at James 
and winked as he was proud of himself for the fake-out. Soon both 
little boys were in their little bikinis covered by Jeremy's dad's 
T-shirts. They then went to play in the ocean and discussed part 2 
of their plan. After Jeremy's folks got settled in each boy would 
take their turns pretending to go to the bathroom separately so 
they could get a diaper on without being noticed.
	James went first and got a diaper on his butt in record time. 
He was getting good at diapering himself and with the thought that 
Jeremy's parents might catch him added to the incentive. Then he 
returned and him and Jeremy started working on a sandcastle so he 
wouldn't get his diaper wet before it's time. As soon as they got 
it started good Jeremy left to get his butt pampered. While he was 
getting changed, Jeremy's dad noticed James playing all by himself 
and went to keep him company. He really like building castles 
himself and soon he asked James to get some wet sand from the 
shore. James was afraid to move, yet afraid not to do as he asked 
so he carefully got up hoping the crinkle of his Pampers wouldn't 
give him away. James was even careful to bend over while looking 
back so his diaper would not be revealed. No chance of that anyway 
where the T-shirt draped down near his knees, but still better 
safe. Soon Jeremy joined them as they continued their work. Both 
of the little diaper boys could hardly wait to finish the job so 
he would join Jeremy's mom as she sunbathed and leave them alone.
	Finally, the sandcastle was finished and Jeremy suggested to 
his dad that they were going to look for some more sharks' teeth.
	"OK, but you boys stay in sight," his dad instructed them. 
Jeremy and James were so excited as their plan worked perfectly. 
They walked a little ways as each other was hoping the other would 
make the suggestion. They both knew that they wanted to try and 
poop their diaper so they could see if it was anything like hoped. 
James felt a little more at ease about suggesting it since Jeremy 
hinted it the night before.
	"Soooooooo, Jeremy are you ready to, you know, aaaaaaaaaa..."
	"Yeah, I think I might be able to, aaaaaa, ya," he replied.
	"Way kewl," James responded.
	"Are you?" Jeremy quizzed in return of his eight year old 
friend.
	"To tell the truth, I been dying for awhile but been trying 
to hold off," James admitted. Jeremy laughed and said, "Well, now 
you got your chance."
	"Yeah I know," as the little blonde boy wiped a bead of sweat 
from his forehead.
	"So you ready now?" James asked.
	"OK," was all Jeremy answered.
	Then James said, "On the count of three let's do it in our 
diaper...Onnnnnnneeeeeeee"...........Twooooooooooooooooooooo".....
....................................... "Threeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee" 
and both boys began filling the seats of their diapers. Jeremy 
forced out a little and it wasn't as solid as he hoped from the 
aftereffects of the night before, and then the front of his diaper 
became wet with pee as well. James had spread his lean legs and 
bent over slightly as he was emptying quite a load into his 
disposable diaper. James grunted a little as he helped it along 
and then he wet his diaper as well. He could feel his diaper 
really sag as it poked taunt against his rear end. Jeremy's diaper 
wasn't as loaded but it was very easy for him to feel that he had 
just done something very, very naughty. Then both boys just 
started walking around enjoying the feeling of poopy diapers like 
little three year olds. Jeremy let out a big fart and both boys 
laughed with delight. As they continued they passed a sand dune 
where they heard the laughter of girls. Sometimes they would see 
people off in the distance, but they had gotten carried away and 
wandered off further than they were supposed to be. There were 
three girls and they all looked to be in their mid-teens. They 
were all sunbathing and one threw a Frisbee at James and caught 
him off guard.
	"Hey boys!!!!" a dark-haired girl waved as she motioned for 
James to bring her the Frisbee.
	"My god, Becky, you do go for the young ones," one of her 
friends teased. James stood and tossed it back in her direction.
	"What'cher names, little boys?" she yelled. Jeremy tugged at 
his friend's arm in an effort to get him to turn back. Another 
very cute girl with long brown hair said, "Yeah, Becky, those guys 
look closer to wearing diapers than our age, give it up!!!!!!!"
	With that, James and Jeremy turned away and started walking 
quickly, forgetting the loads in their Pampers. Then the blonde-
haired girl in a red, white and blue bikini said, "dang Becky, you 
scared them," and set off after the two little boys to tell them 
Becky didn't mean any harm. Christie caught up and kneeled down to 
their level and explained. Then she started asking them their 
names and offered them to come meet the others. Jeremy and James 
were confused, whether to run off or follow along as she tugged at 
their hands, and then Becky and the other girl named Amber came 
running up and surrounded them and Becky told them she was sorry, 
that she was only teasing. After leading them back to their spot 
they started making over Jeremy and James.
	"Are you two brothers?" Christie asked. James nodded that he 
was, in fact, Jeremy's brother.
	"I bet they're twins, seeing how they are dressed so cute in 
their matching long T-shirts," stated Amber. Since James had 
indicated that they were brothers, Jeremy went along with them 
being twins, also.
	Then Amber said, "Dang, Becky you need to cut off the gas," 
as she got a whiff of something smelly. Becky started laughing and 
denying the accusation. Then Becky said she smelled it, too, and 
looked at Christie as she and Amber giggled. They thought Christie 
would never ever do that. Christie got mad that they were 
suggesting that in front of boys, too, and set them straight.
	"All I know is someone took a crap in their swimsuit," Amber 
reaffirmed. About that time Jeremy got up and Becky grabbed him by 
the waist and asked where he thought he was going and got a 
puzzled look as if she felt something weird.
	"What do you have on under there?", she excitedly exclaimed. 
Then Becky pulled Jeremy's T-shirt up as he tried to struggle free 
and Amber put both her hands over her mouth.
	"Oh wild, he is wearing a diaper. That is so cute."
	"I was right, Becky. You *do* go for the diaper boys. Well, 
if he's wearing one I bet....." and then Amber pulled James near 
and pulled up his T-shirt revealing his Pamper." Both boys began 
to panic and cry, and Christie felt so sorry for them and stated 
that they were just plain adorable and that was the cutest thing 
she ever saw and started kissing James all over in an effort to 
calm him down. Amber and Becky then started making over Jeremy and 
telling him how they would just love to have a cute baby brother 
like him and he smiled. Soon they had James and Jeremy out of 
their T-shirts so they could get a good look at them in their 
sagging diapers. Christie asked them if they had some fresh 
diapers somewhere so they could change them as she rubbed her 
smooth hand all around the back of James' diaper. Becky then 
announced that her little baby had gone poopy in his cute wittle 
diaper also. After Jeremy revealed the answer was no and that 
their dad might come looking for them they helped the boys back 
into their T-shirts and sent them on their way as they patted 
their diapered behinds through the cotton T-shirts. Both boys 
walked back enjoying their poopy diapers better than ever.

Little League, Part 8C --- Jeremy's Vacation

	Jeremy and James continued walking along the shore toward the 
cabin on the beach where they were staying with Jeremy's parents. 
Each step made them aware that they were both naughty little boys 
who each had gone poo poo in their diapers. Jeremy thought the way 
James was walking was so funny. The eight year old had done quite 
a number in his Pampers and when Becky had patted his behind she 
did so rather firmly causing the once rather solid poop to smush 
up between his butt cheeks. While walking he was hoping it would 
jiggle free as he walked with his legs more spread than usual.
	"So James, let me see what your diaper looks like filled," 
Jeremy asked. James pulled up his shirt exposing his diaper, and 
boy, was it was sagging more heavily than Jeremy imagined.
	"Whoa, when you take a dump, you take a dump. No wonder you 
can hardly walk," as he snickered.
	"OK, lets see yours now," James requested of his friend. 
Jeremy pulled up his dad's shirt as well, exposing his diaper for 
James to inspect. James laughed, "Good thing you had on Pampers 
cause you would never get your undies clean from that one."
	"Really," as Jeremy twisted around trying to look for 
himself.
	"Oh ya, you got shit stains showing through your diaper," 
James informed him.
	"No way. Where? I can't see it," as Jeremy looked even 
harder, only this time bending his head down on the sand trying to 
look up between his legs. "Right here," as James took his index 
finger and traced the outline of the poop marks on the outside of 
his friend's Pampers. Jeremy's diaper wasn't as full but was just 
as stinky as his friends as James caught a whiff and made a face.
	Then the two little boys continued walking and they saw 
someone coming toward them. Jeremy froze. It looked like his dad 
as the figure came closer. James attention quickly left his poopy 
diaper as he wondered how Jeremy's dad would react. Wearing 
diapers at night for bedwetting was one thing, but in the daytime 
with no apparent need and dirty diapers at that, would expose the 
secret for sure. What if Jeremy's dad revealed this horrible shame 
to his mom? That would result in James getting the spanking of his 
young life. James' voice then trembled as he told Jeremy they were 
caught and in big-time trouble. His nine year old friend told him 
to just stay kool and pretend nothing was going on and maybe he 
won't notice. As Jeremy's dad approached both boys eyes widened 
because he didn't look happy.
	Jeremy's dad then raised his voice to the youngsters and 
said, "I thought I made it clear that you were to stay in sight, 
but you all disobeyed me and got me and your mom very worried." 
Then he grabbed his son by the forearm and gave him a good swat on 
the behind through his T-shirt and James began to backpedal toward 
the ocean slowly.
	"Don't worry, James, I didn't mean to scare you," he informed 
the frightened blonde-headed-boy. Jeremy then started crying and 
broke free and started running back to the cabin as fast as he 
could go. Jeremy's dad knew he handled the situation all wrong, 
but he had just been thinking the worst. Had someone picked them 
up or had they gone in for a swim and drowned? He then told James 
that he was sorry for doing that to Jeremy in front of him and 
went over and picked James up in his stout arms and hugged him. 
The poop in James diaper was really smeared now and Jeremy's dad 
heard the crinkle of his diaper, but all that barely registered 
because he was so relieved the little boys were safe. He continued 
with James tightly in his arms and soon he caught the smell of a 
poopy diaper, but he didn't say anything about it and then it 
registered to him that Jeremy was probably wearing a diaper too, 
because his son's butt hadn't made that unique sound when he 
swatted it since he was a three year old in diapers. While up in 
his friend's dad's arms James kept thinking please don't let him 
smell what I did in my Pampers. Please.
	Jeremy's mom was then walking toward her husband and James to 
try and figure out what was going on. She had seen Jeremy run into 
the cabin and as she followed, he locked her out and now she 
needed an answer. Jeremy's dad then let James out of his clutches 
and told him to go check on Jeremy. "What is wrong?" the concerned 
mom questioned.
	"Oh nothing really I guess," as he answered with a smile and 
a snicker.
	"Nothing wrong!! Just minutes ago our son just ran for his 
life into the cabin, locked the door, and would not answer me, and 
now you tell James to go check on him and you act like it is funny 
or something!"
	"OK, OK, I will try to explain this best I can, but are you 
sure you're ready?" he quizzed his wife.
	"Yes I am, and my patience is wearing out," she answered.
	"I am afraid Jeremy and James are diaper boys."
	"What???" she quizzed. Then he told her about the incident 
and that he had a very good feeling that they were both wearing 
diapers and he didn't know about Jeremy's, but James' was dirty.
	"You're kidding, right?" as she broke a hint of a smile.
	"Nope I am afraid not," and then he re-assured her that 
everything was fine and that many boys that age were just 
naturally curious about diapers and with them wearing Pampers to 
bed it really was to be expected. Then he went on to tell her that 
he had studied some on infantilism in college when he had a 
psychology class. She then said that she didn't see that when she 
took that class. He then told her that not a lot of people know 
about it, but his brother was like that and so he was curious 
about that subject.
	"So did you ever want to wear diapers too?" she quizzed her 
husband. He admitted that he tried a diaper a couple times when he 
was Jeremy's age but never liked it as much as his brother did. 
Then she started laughing as she hugged her husband and he looked 
puzzled and asked why she was laughing. She told him that she was 
trying to imagine him in a diaper. Then he told her that they 
should just give the boys some time to clean themselves up before 
going up to the cabin.
	"So should we just let them wear diapers if that is what they 
want?" she asked.
	"Oh yeah of course. The worst thing that can happen is a 
diaper rash, otherwise it's perfectly harmless," he answered.
	"Boys, boys, boys," as Jeremy's mom shook her head.
	Back in the cabin, Jeremy had already got out of his poopy 
diaper in no time flat and was urging James to hurry as fast as he 
could before they came in. Jeremy kept close eye out the window as 
James undid a tape on his diaper. Jeremy then looked back at his 
friend and screamed at James to take his dad's T-shirt off before 
he got shit on it and really got them in even more trouble. With 
that James tried to get it off quickly, but it was so big he got 
tangled up in it as he tried to escape.
	"Hurry, hurry," Jeremy kept urging. Finally, James' freed 
himself from the oversized shirt and sat down to take off his 
diaper. As the little blonde boy sat down he felt the poop in his 
diaper ooze all around his butt. Then he undid the last tape and 
Jeremy told him to quickly hit the shower while he took care of 
disposing of his friend's dirty diaper. James then walked to the 
bathroom with his brown, stained butt showing. Jeremy tried not to 
look at the diaper and took a deep breath before folding and re-
taping Jeremy's diaper into a ball to throw away. Jeremy took one 
more look out the window and could see his parents were starting 
to walk slowly toward the cabin so he banged on the bathroom door 
urging James to hurry up, and then he ran out the opposite door 
and threw their diapers as far as his nine year old arm would 
allow into a sand dune before turning and running back inside. 
James then opened the door after showering his butt clean and 
Jeremy went inside to inspect for traces of evidence. Jeremy then 
questioned James as to whether his dad suspected anything and he 
told him that he thought they pulled it off as he quickly slid on 
his underwear and shorts. Both boys were exhausted and sighed 
relief as they smiled at each other.
	Then the door opened and in walked Jeremy's parents. Both 
boys were quite nervous, but as nothing was said and when all 
seemed normal they began to relax. The rest of the day was very 
normal and both boys were given their Pampers to wear at night as 
usual. Both boys put them on and went to sleep. James was too 
scared to intentionally pee in his diaper before going to sleep 
and when Jeremy awoke he thought under the circumstances of 
yesterday's close call it might be a good idea if he remained dry 
as well. When Jeremy turned to his little friend to find out if he 
was wet the next morning, he was surprised when James confided he 
was still dry. "Oh yeah", and Jeremy started playfully tickling 
him.
	Then his mom walked in to get the boys up and they got up to 
get dressed. As they both climbed out of bed she noticed that both 
boys had kept their diapers dry during the night. She then sat 
down on their bed and told them to come closer to her. She had 
James sit his diapered butt on her right leg and her son on her 
left leg. Their dry diapers crinkled as they sat down. Then she 
told them that they could stay in diapers the rest of the vacation 
if that was what they liked.
	"You mean like as in the daytime, too?" Jeremy asked. She 
then hugged him and kissed his forehead and told him, "Sure honey 
we understand that it is perfectly natural for boys to try diapers 
and you both can feel free to use them just like babies for any 
purpose, OK."
	"But what about dad?" Jeremy asked.
	"Your dad explained that some boys like diapers and it is no 
big deal and since we want you to enjoy your vacation that is 
fine," she told them. Both boys could not believe their ears and 
looked up with tender smiles with eyes gleaming.
	"How 'bout when we go somewhere?" James asked.
	"If you want to wear diapers under your regular clothes that 
will be fine, too," she assured him as she hugged him and kissed 
his forehead as well. James just couldn't believe that parents 
could be that accepting and understanding. Here he was getting 
hugged for wanting to wear diapers, but at home this behavior 
would get his butt tore slap up. He wanted to go on being Jeremy's 
brother forever.
	After eating breakfast they wondered if it would be all right 
that if they played on the beach in just their diapers instead of 
swimsuits. They got the approval they were seeking since it was 
very private. The boys thought this was so much fun just going 
around in exposed diapers outdoors. They hadn't been able to do 
that since before they were potty trained. It didn't take long 
before Jeremy pissed himself. Usually when they had to take care 
of that they would just go into the ocean and let go in their 
speedos and no one would be the wiser, but this was much better 
and the feeling lasted longer as well. A few minutes later James 
took notice of his friend's wet diaper and asked him if the little 
baby went pee pee in his dipee. Jeremy smiled and said look who's 
calling who a baby as he pointed back at James still dry diaper. 
Within minutes Jeremy noticed James while he actually wet his 
diaper. He watched in amazement as the white color turned a 
pinkish-yellow before his eyes.
	"Uh oh, looks like you need your diaper changed, too," as he 
snickered out loud. After enjoying the wet feeling some more both 
boys went into the ocean to play. As the waves reached waist level 
they could feel their Pampers expand. As Jeremy backed out of the 
water the little brown-haired boy looked down and his diaper was 
huge and very heavy and sagged so much from the weight it barely 
hung to his butt. James continued in the water and suddenly he 
felt his diaper give way as the tapes popped. He then reached and 
caught the drifting diaper from the surface, but there was no way 
he could put it on again so he held it up where Jeremy could see 
and he started laughing as he figured out that James was now 
naked. James then walked out of the waves and ran back to the 
cabin as fast as he could go in his nature boy state. Jeremy 
decided he had to go do something about his diaper as well. The 
way it had swelled made it too awkward to move and expect it to 
stay on. He grabbed the sides of his diaper by the tapes for extra 
support and waddled back the best he could. Jeremy's parents had 
been watching all the action and were almost rolling in the sand 
from their view point. If only they had brought the video camera. 
Three year olds could not be entertaining as they were. Since both 
boys wanted to swim some more they opted for more conventional 
swimwear this time and returned to the waves with floats in hand. 
Jeremy's mom and dad joined them and they all had a great time.
	Later that evening they decided to go back into town and play 
games at the arcade. Both boys decided that they wanted to wear 
diapers under their shorts. On the way in James looked at Jeremy 
and motioned toward his diaper without saying anything. Jeremy 
knew by that look that his friend had just pissed his Pampers and 
as he looked closer James shorts looked as dry as ever. That was 
so kewl. The idea that he could wet himself in public with no one 
suspecting anything excited him and he could hardly wait to get 
there. Finally, during a game of skeet ball Jeremy let go and wet 
himself good. Jeremy then got a strange look on his face as 
something didn't feel quite right. Something was trickling down 
his leg and he heard it trickle onto the concrete floor. Jeremy 
quickly quit peeing and put his legs together and let the trickle 
soak into his socks as it traveled down his smooth legs. He wanted 
to go check the damage in the bathroom but James kept after him to 
finish his tosses not knowing what had just occurred. Since the 
place was quite crowded it didn't take long for some older girls 
to take notice. Two girls that were about 10 and 12 years old were 
behind them giggling. The younger one told her sister that the boy 
in front of them just had an accident in his pants and she covered 
her mouth and exploded out a hysterical giggle which had a 
snorting sound to it. Jeremy then reached back to feel the seat of 
his shorts to find it dry but the cold air indicated that the left 
leg part was soaked. Since he had on faded red shorts it showed 
pretty well. James thought that his diaper might be what was 
causing the action from behind and he felt of his shorts as well. 
Then Jeremy ran off to find a bathroom to see how bad it was 
without saying anything. As James bent over to pick up the other 
balls the slick plastic backing of his Pampers slid out from 
beneath his blue nylon shorts and the ten year old girl asked him 
where his brother run off to in such a hurry. While he was bending 
over the older girl saw the top of his diaper sticking out the top 
of his shorts and said, "Look this one is wearing Pampers!!!!!!!"
	"So have you gone wee wee in your pants just like your 
brother?" James turned completely around to see who was talking to 
him, only to see Jeremy had vanished.
	"I bet he went to get his diaper changed!!!!!" the younger 
girl informed them. James face turned beat red and it really 
contrasted against his blonde hair and he wedged his way between 
them to hunt for Jeremy. As he left he heard their giggle loud as 
thunder and he felt like his diaper was exposed for all to see 
though no one else noticed. He caught up with Jeremy in the 
bathroom. The boys then went outside to discuss what to do. Jeremy 
wanted to just leave and go back, but James tried to convince him 
that no one would notice and he could perhaps walk behind him to 
help cover what little there was. The boys found Jeremy's parents 
and told them they wanted to do something else. Jeremy's mom then 
noticed her son's wet shorts and said, "Looks like someone had a 
diaper leak."
	"No Duh," he responded with an attitude and James couldn't 
help but laugh as well as Jeremy's dad. Jeremy explained that he 
couldn't just walk around in pissy shorts at his age.
	"People are laughing at me," as he turned his head from one 
parent to another hoping for sympathy. His mom revealed that they 
didn't have anything in the car and asked who laughed at him.
	"A bunch of girls," he answered.
	James said, "Forget them Jeremy! They laughed at me, too."
	"Oh yeah, James, but your diaper didn't leak! Look at me. I 
look like a pee baby."
	James offered to trade shorts, but Jeremy declined. Jeremy's 
dad then informed him that restrooms in a place like this are hard 
to find and that he had seen many boys his age walking around in 
wet shorts over the years and that he bet many others were wearing 
diapers just like him and James to keep that from happening to 
them. After cheering Jeremy up they continued like nothing was 
different. On the way back home they stopped at a grocery store 
and Jeremy's mom returned with a jumbo pack of Huggies since they 
didn't have enough Pampers to last the boys the next few days.
	The remaining days of the vacation the boys stayed in diapers 
almost full time including the trip home. On the last gas stop 
James had to say goodbye to his last Huggies diaper, because if he 
got caught with it he would surely get spanked. Jeremy didn't 
bother to change out of his and arrived back home in a pee pee 
diaper. James sure was a very happy boy as he told his family all 
about the trip. That was the parts other than diapers, which was 
the best of all. When alone with his older brother Mitch he 
revealed those details and the two loving brothers hugged each 
other.

Little League, Part 9

	It was a Friday and the first week of school was not yet over 
and already, it was off to a bad start for Trey. He was really 
bummed out because he had just entered the sixth grade and he had 
been hoping all summer long to get Ms. Britt. She was very young 
and pretty and the kids that had her last year thought very highly 
of her. Mitch sure was lucky to have her. She would let them take 
tests wherever they felt comfortable and was always challenging 
their creativity. Of the three teachers she was by far the most 
rad. Then there was Mrs. Appuzo. She had been hardened over the 
years and was very strict. She must have been teaching dinosaurs 
she was so old. All of this was going through Trey's mind in 
silence as he waited for the vice-principal to call his Dad. Trey 
was there because his teacher, Mrs. Appuzo had just nailed him as 
he ran up the steps from Jonathan. What bothered him the most was, 
"why only him." He knew she had seen others running, not to 
mention Jonathan and just scolded them instead. "It must be the 
way I look to her," was his only answer.
	Indeed, Trey was everything she wasn't. He was young and she 
was old, he was a boy and she a woman if you call it that, uhhhhh. 
His skin was dark and smooth, while hers was pale and wrinkled 
like a lizard. His hair was natural blonde with highlights and 
hers was thin, reddish gray. His eyes were deep true blue and hers 
was brown that changed to red when she got mad. His teeth were 
white and perfect and hers false and coffee stained. He liked to 
laugh with his friends and she seemed to enjoy yelling. He was 
athletic and she was a prune. In addition she wore glasses and had 
bad breath. Trey knew that because she was in his face from day 
one.
	Finally the vice-principal got through to Trey's dad and he 
was nervous. Trey had been called down on several occasions in 
class throughout the years because of his active personality, but 
this was something new to him and he didn't know what to expect as 
his heart thumped. His anticipation was short lived as Trey was 
instructed to bend over and brace his palms against the wall. Then 
he felt a tug at the waistband of his brand new beige cargo pants 
as the vice-principal wanted to make sure of his target and with 
that the wooden paddle smacked three times against Trey's bubbled 
butt. It stung, but not as bad as he expected and was over soon 
enough as he was told he didn't want to hear of any more trouble 
out of him. Trey took it very well and paused only long enough to 
rub his butt after leaving the office before heading back to Mrs. 
Appuzo's class. Trey thought to himself if he had been wearing a 
diaper he probably wouldn't have felt it at all. That was one bad 
thing about cargo pants. They were thin in the seat and the 
pockets were on the sides.
	After getting back to class Joey couldn't wait to find out 
what had happened to his friend as he inquired with a whisper. 
Trey leaned over and told him he got three licks. About that time 
Mrs. Appuzo turned around again and asked Trey if he would like to 
share with the class. Trey just leaned way back instead.
	At lunch he told Joey all about how Mrs. Appuzo was a prick 
and then moved on to tell him that to make matters worse his 
sister was having a sleepover with her friends.
	"That's kewl," Joey told him.
	"Yeah right! You don't know how damned annoying they are!" he 
answered.
	Joey said, "no, maybe you can sleep over at my house 
instead."
	"I'm sure my mom won't mind." That was a good thought and did 
seem to help Trey through the second half of the day in class.
	When he got home, he cleared it with his mom and told Joey 
and they started making plans. Unfortunately, Trey's dad had a bad 
day at work and was interrupted by the vice-principal at a bad 
time to discuss his son's bad behavior. When he heard the plan he 
stopped it cold in his tracks as a form of further punishment.
	"But dad" was repeated a few times before his dad's patience 
wore thin and threatened further grounding. Trey was one pissed 
off little boy at his dad. Not only did he not listen to his side 
of the story at school, but Joey was looking forward to him coming 
over and now he was grounded again for the upteenth time.
	The girls started coming over at 7:30 and Trey was downstairs 
watching TV. The Braves were about to start playing on TBS. Nicole 
and Amanda arrived first. Just a few weeks earlier they put him in 
Drypers diapers and made him pee and poop them as a condition of 
keeping his little secret from his sister, Samantha. Their 
presence made Trey uncomfortable. Then the doorbell rang once 
again and it was a new friend of Samantha's named Brooke. Then 
Trey heard the stairs thump as they came down to where he was 
watching TV.
	"OK, out of here, rugrat!" demanded Samantha.
	"I was down here first!!" Trey came back.
	"No, you can go to your room and watch TV like a good little 
boy. We're staying here tonight. Beat it!!"
	"No, I can't this is the only cable hook-up and I'm watching 
the game. So get over it. SAM!!" Then she went to get her mom to 
make him do as she wished. Samantha's mom told her that this was 
just as much Trey's house and that he could stay as long as he 
behaved until they got ready to go to sleep. Most of the time Trey 
only hung around Samantha's friends only long enough to annoy 
them. Samantha came back to the other girls and told Trey if he 
acted up at all he was out of there so she could impress her 
friends, even though she lost the battle. Trey stuck his tongue 
out at her and she rolled her eyes in disgust.
	Brooke then told Samantha that her baby brother was real cute 
and Nicole and Amanda started giggling.
	"What?"
	"What's so funny?", Brooke questioned.
	"Nothing", they said and then giggled some more. Trey lay 
stretched out on the sofa not paying them any mind. Brooke 
revealed that she wished she had a little brother and Samantha 
quickly said, "Oh no you don't, because they are a big-time pest, 
or at least mine is anyway." Brooke then revealed that she would 
probably feel the same way if she really had to live with one. In 
an effort to embarrass her brother into leaving she told the three 
girls that he had been a pest even when he was in diapers. She 
knew that he was sensitive to being a bedwetter and it really made 
him mad when she used diapers and him in the same sentence. Nicole 
and Amanda were almost rolling on the floor upon that reference.
	"Speaking of diapers," Brooke started, "I had to babysit this 
one boy last weekend and you would not believe how many diapers I 
had to change on that kid."
	"He was like already three years old and still in diapers and 
he was blowing them out big time."
	"As soon as I got him in a brand new Huggies he pooped it, 
and we're talking messy too.
	"Ooooh Yucko!" stated Nicole. Samantha then gave her opinion 
on how ridiculous it is for kids that age to not be potty-trained. 
Just because they're boys parents say it takes longer and that is 
a copout 'cause girls train at two. Amanda then told how her mom 
had a friend whose boy was four and when she babysat him they 
still had him in cloth diapers and plastic panties full time and 
didn't think anything of it. All this talk about boys in diapers 
was starting to excite Trey as he pretended to not hear them.
	"So how long was Trey in diapers?" Brooke quizzed. Samantha 
laughed and said, "Let's put it this way, I think Pampers started 
making bigger sizes just for him." Then all four girls laughed as 
they looked in his direction.
	"Hey, baby brother, when did you quit wearing baby diapers?" 
as Samantha added another shot. Trey then cursed at his sister and 
left disgusted and they enjoyed his reaction.
	Brooke said, "Ah darn, you ran him off, and he was such a 
cutie, too."
	Nicole then said, "I bet he pooped his Drypers and ran off 
before we smelled his butt."
	Amanda then added, "you know, I think little Trey's shorts 
were sagging, come to think of it. I think he was packing a big 
load." They were really going on that one. Trey then went up to 
his room to play Nintendo.
	As the night wore on the girls talked all the girl talk 
before getting ready to go to sleep. After turning out the lights 
except for the light emitting from the TV, Samantha suggested the 
game of truth or dare. The game was going as expected until it was 
Brooke's turn. She had been wondering all night what was so funny 
when Samantha had referred to Trey as her baby brother and the 
other girls found it so funny.
	"OK Nicole, truth or dare."
	"The dare is to go up and kiss Trey on the lips unless you 
tell the truth about what was so funny when Samantha referred to 
him as her baby brother." That got the girls giggling. It just 
wouldn't do for her to kiss an eleven year old boy on the lips. 
After all, she was a young woman soon to be fifteen. They would 
tell everyone in school if she did that. So she revealed the story 
of how she and Amanda caught Trey in the store buying Drypers and 
how it appeared that he was a diaper boy. She failed to mention 
how they made him wear them so they wouldn't tell Samantha. She 
just didn't know how Samantha would react to that. Brooke was 
really intrigued now as she was all ears. Nicole and Amanda were 
really laughing and Samantha seemed somewhat surprised.
	"Don't look so surprised, Samantha, after all, you told us 
awhile back about how he was a bedwetter and wore Goodnights," 
Nicole spoke.
	"He pretty much quit pissing himself at night over the last 
year," she responded. It was one thing to have a brother who was a 
bedwetter and couldn't help it, but quite another to be known as 
the sister of a diaper boy. After hearing them go on about how he 
really was a big baby, Samantha became quite ashamed and the game 
soon ended.
	Over the next week Samantha searched through Trey's room and 
finally found his remaining stash of Drypers he hid in his closet. 
She was mad. It was true, he was a diaper boy!!! What if her 
friends thought she wore diapers, too. She couldn't wait for mom 
to get home to bust the brat. The more she thought about it as she 
waited, she wondered how they would really react. Since Trey 
seemed to always get his way they might say it was fine. After 
all, up until recently they didn't seem to care about him wearing 
Goodnights, which were really diapers anyway.
	Samantha thought to herself that she could always tell them 
about the "Golden Boy's" diapers, so maybe she could make his life 
miserable in the meantime as she studied her options.

Little League, Part 10 --- Samantha

	Samantha knew she had something on her baby brother now. She 
was kind of jealous of Trey anyway. There really wasn't any reason 
to be jealous of him because she was a very attractive girl 
herself. Her hair was very long reaching halfway down her back and 
was dishwater blonde where Trey's was a lighter color blonde. She 
highlighted selected strands and she had very blue eyes just like 
him. There was no mistaking they were brother and sister though 
neither cared for that association. Both of them favored their 
mother very much in looks. Trey had tried to get her to help him 
work with his hair, but she wouldn't even let him touch anything 
of hers. Trey had managed to get his mom to help him with that. 
Samantha just couldn't believe that her mother would do that for a 
boy, because she wasn't as willing to help her with that kind of 
thing. Samantha really liked showing her body off and would wear 
the daisy dukes and tube tops in the summer. She had already 
filled out quite well there. She usually wore the tightest bikinis 
that most parents would allow on a 14 year old girl. Her school 
fashion was always the latest fad and since her baby brother was 
now becoming more interested in his looks she didn't appreciate 
him competing for fashion dollars. As far as she was concerned 
boys just needed blue jeans, t-shirts, and tennis shoes. She was 
very popular at school because of her looks and a very personable 
way with her friends. Trey was starting to hear what a fox he had 
for a sister, but to him she was just someone he had to fight with 
for survival in the home. They were always like that as long as 
Trey could remember.
	She knew now she had the tool in which to make the little 
golden boy submit to her desires. No longer could he make a pest 
of himself unchecked around her friends, and with a little luck 
she might even have him doing some of her chores. She looked on 
the computer to see if anyone sold diapers to fit her eleven-year-
old baby brother. She kept noticing that many of the places were 
highlighted where someone had visited. Wow, he was a bigger diaper 
boy than she imagined. She read stories that were highlighted and 
found it all so amusing. How could anyone love using the bathroom 
on themselves? This was going to be too easy. She ordered two 
cloth diapers and three pairs of plastic pants. There was so much 
other stuff she wanted to get him, but that was all she could 
afford from her baby-sitting money. As she waited for the order to 
come she read every site that was highlighted so she could get 
very familiar with his strange desires and work them to her 
advantage. The order came eight days later and she wrapped it up 
like a present to give him when she got the chance. She couldn't 
wait to see the little brat's reaction.
	Later that evening the opportunity presented itself when 
their parents went to the grocery store. Trey was laying on his 
bed jamming out to Smash Mouth when she entered. She sat down on 
his bed and Trey told her to get out of his room because no girls 
were allowed, especially a stupid air-head sister. She told him 
how hurtful that was considering she was bringing her baby brother 
a gift that she was sure he would enjoy. "Yeah right", he knew 
better. Samantha hugged him and encouraged him to go ahead and 
open it. Something was up to something and he opened it up slowly 
with caution, out of curiosity in front of her. Then he opened it 
up and pulled out the contents exclaiming, "What the hell is this, 
Sam?"
	"Oh like the little diaper boy don't know diapers and plastic 
panties when he sees them," she replied with a baby talk tone.
	"In case you ain't heard Sam, I quit wetting the bed and I 
don't think mom would like you making fun of it because I couldn't 
help it when I did."
	"So I've heard. What mom don't know is that you are really 
just a diaper boy who intentionally pissed himself and wasted a 
lot of money on unneeded Goodnights over the years."
	"Sam, you know I couldn't help it, just like you can't help 
being an airhead," Trey defended. With that Sam opened up Trey's 
closet and pulled out the remaining Drypers baby diapers and asked 
him to explain where they came from if he wasn't a diaper boy.
	Trey turned red from embarrassment and was fuming with anger.
	"You ain't got no right to be going through my 
stuff!!!!!!!!!! I don't go through all your stuff!!!!! Wait 'til 
mom hears you been invading my privacy!!!!!!!"
	Samantha started laughing, "Oh yeah I don't think they will 
get that far with me once their mouth falls open from having a 
poopy-butt diaper boy for a son. Once they find out that the only 
thing golden on the golden boy is his pissy diapers you'll be 
grounded for life."
	"Sam you can't tell. You just can't. If you do you'll be 
sorry, I promise."
	"OK, Trey I think if you cooperate we can work something out 
here," Samantha suggested. Trey had no choice but to listen and 
hope her demands were not too bad. Samantha went on to explain 
that she was worried that if someone saw him buying baby diapers 
it would be very embarrassing to the family and she was kind of 
protecting herself from that. She explained that she didn't mind 
him wearing diapers as long as she didn't have friends over.
	"OK Sam, what's the catch?" Trey asked.
	"All my baby brother has to do is just obey my wishes when my 
friends are here. More than likely that will mean disappearing 
unless we need something brought down like drinks and snacks. 
Other than that just do the laundry. That should be no biggie 
since you're going to be washing your diapers anyway."
	Trey expected the catches but at least it was reasonable and 
he did have diapers and she could have blown the whistle on him. 
It just wasn't like Samantha to not go for his throat, though.
	"OK, little brother, lets get you diapered up."
	"No way Sam, I don't want to now and can do it myself, thank 
you."
	"No you can't," she ordered. "You are just a baby and babies 
can't diaper themselves, silly. Otherwise they could just use the 
bathroom like big boys," she stated. Trey didn't want any part of 
being diapered by his older sister and although putting them on a 
baby boy was no fun to her at all the idea of humiliating her baby 
brother was just too much to pass up on. Trey refused and ran off 
downstairs, but she followed and reminded him that she could 
always tell on him when their parents got back. Trey felt trapped. 
Just as he began to panic Trey heard the car pull into the 
driveway and he escaped. Later that evening their parents informed 
them that they would be going to a wedding the next evening and 
Samantha smiled at her baby brother.
	At school the next day Trey could hardly think. Mrs. Appuzo 
didn't even seem to matter compared to what awaited him at home. 
The thoughts of having his sister diaper him was just plain awful. 
Maybe he should just confess to his parents about liking diapers. 
Maybe they would understand and just let him wear them like so 
many boys he had been reading about. Of course that was being too 
optimistic and more than likely they would ground him forever and 
never even let him wear Goodnights away from home. That was a big 
risk. Being a school night meant he was trapped all alone with his 
sister. Maybe she won't be too bad and in a way being actually 
diapered by someone seemed exciting, if only it wasn't Samantha. 
Just before their parents left for the evening they asked Samantha 
if they needed anything. She told them that she would be fine and 
she would take good care of her baby brother. Her mom thought it 
was so sweet that she called him that because she was so used to 
having to play referee between them. Trey looked at Samantha with 
a cold look for that remark. She was already getting to him and 
she was loving every moment.
	As soon as they pulled out of sight, she told Trey that it 
was beddy-bye diaper time and so they both went up to his room. 
She then ordered Trey to lie in the floor like a sweet little boy. 
This was going to be awful he thought. Samantha noticed her 
brother's mad looking face and said, "Don't worry we will have you 
all diapered up and you will feel so much better." It was all she 
could do to keep from laughing at him. Samantha then prepared her 
baby brother's diapers as she laid them out beside him. She put 
both of them together and after studying his size she folded them 
to what looked right to her. Then she removed Trey's hightop 
tennis shoes. Now was the moment Trey dreaded the most when she 
unbuttoned his knee length blue jean shorts and slowly pulled them 
off. Trey was now lying there wearing a red Nike T-shirt, white 
boys underpants, and white ankle socks. Trey couldn't even stand 
to look at his sister as he concentrated on the ceiling. Samantha 
took advantage of that long enough to kiss him on the cheek and 
tell him what a precious darling he was. Then Samantha grabbed 
Trey's white underpants waistband and removed them slowly so Trey 
could feel the maximum embarrassment. Trey felt his peener 
beginning to stiffen as his sister giggled.
	"My you still are a wittle baby boy," Samantha expressed. 
Then she held her eleven year old brothers underpants up toward 
the light for a closer inspection.
	"Dang Trey, don't you ever wipe your butt, for brand new 
underpants these are pretty impressive skid marks. Looks like mom 
should have never let you out of diapers if that's the best you 
can do."
	Trey was getting impatient by the look on his face and 
Samantha was having a blast. Then she had Trey sit in the center 
of the cloth diapers she had prepared for him. Then she sprinkled 
baby powder all over is frontal area and rubbed it in. Trey loved 
the smell of the baby powder and the caress of her hands, though 
he indicated no pleasure. With that she drew up the corners 
together tightly. Trey felt like he couldn't breathe where she 
pinned them so tightly. Samantha then ordered him to stand up so 
she could see how they fit. She admired the job from all angles 
and asked Trey if he liked his brand new cloth diapers. Trey 
looked in the mirror and the blue diaper pins against the white 
cloth diapers looked just too kewl. He told her that they felt 
weird but in a good way.
	"OK, lets get your panties on you then."
	Trey told Samantha that he would like it better if she called 
them plastic pants since that was a lot more boyish. Then she had 
him step into the leg holes of the waterproof pants and pulled 
them over his diaper. Then she smacked Trey on the butt and asked 
him how he liked his plastic panties. Trey turned around and said, 
"I told you, 'pants' is more boyish."
	Samantha kissed him on the cheek and said I know but panties 
is more babyish, BABY! Trey then started looking for some loose-
fitting sweat pants but Samantha told him that he had to wear his 
diaper exposed so she could see when he needed a change. Trey 
didn't fight that request because actually he thought his diapers 
looked pretty kewl. He loved the look of the red T-shirt and his 
poofed out plastic pants. It all matched so well with his bright 
blonde hair and smooth tanned legs. Samantha didn't say anything 
but she was surprised how cute he actually looked in diapers. He 
was a natural born diaper boy if there ever was one.
	Samantha left Trey alone for the next hour and he went down 
to the den to watch baseball in his diapers. Samantha soon after 
went to check and see how her little baby brother was making out. 
Without warning she inserted her hand under his plastic pants to 
see if he was wet.
	"What was that for?" he asked with an attitude.
	"Just checking to see if you need a change so don't get your 
dipees in a wad, baby brudder."
	"Don't worry, Samantha, I only like them as underwear, so 
hate to disappoint you."
	"Yeah don't give me that Trey, I see what you read on the 
computer. Every story you read involves boys pooping and pissing 
in their diapers. The truth is if I wasn't here you would love to 
fill that diaper you got on."
	"NO WAY SAM!!!!!!!!!! GO AHEAD AND TELL MOM I LIKE 
DIAPERS!!!!!!!!!!! WHO CARES !!!!! BUT THEIR IS NO WAY I'M GOING 
TO CRAP THEM FOR YOU!!!!!!"
	"OK baby, have it your way," and Samantha returned back 
upstairs. She could hardly contain herself because everything had 
gone perfectly as she locked the bathroom doors. Before diapering 
Trey she had put a powerful laxative in the remainder of a two-
liter Pepsi and when she went to check on him he had almost downed 
the last few drops. She could hardly wait to see what was about to 
happen. Within a few minutes Trey came bouncing up the stairs 
headed for the bathroom. As he checked the doors he found them all 
locked and began to panic.
	"OK Sam funny ha-ha," as Trey pounded his fists on the door. 
Samantha sat back in her room and laughed at him. Trey entered her 
room demanding that her joke was over.
	"Just go in your diaper, baby brother. You know you want to."
	Trey was really mad now as he went to confront his sister, 
but just as they began to wrestle he lost control and his diaper 
became very messy. Trey then went back to his room and locked his 
door and began changing his diaper the best he could. Samantha 
then went to his door and said, "What's the matter? Did Baby Trey 
go poo poo in his diapers and panties?"
	"SHUT UP SAM!!!" came from inside the locked door as she 
stood outside and giggled at his condition. Although Samantha 
unlocked the bathroom doors, Trey remained in his room the rest of 
the evening 'til their parents returned.