Me and Taylor Summary: A boy starts wetting the bed again and so has the opportunity to wear diapers. He then finds out that his best friend, Taylor, also wears diapers. And it gets better from there. The day started out like any other day, but with one difference. I woke up wet. It had been 5 years since I had wet the bed, and I didn't immediately realize what had happened during the night, but the sensation of waking up in a wet bed soon came back all too quickly. I jumped out of bed like it was on fire as soon as I realized what had happened. I was so embarrassed. Just then, my mom walked in, seeing the large wet spot in the middle of the sheets. With obvious disappointment, she said "Did you wet the bed during the night?" I replied meekly "I guess so." After pausing to think for a minute, she told me to get in the shower to clean myself off. When I got out, she had stripped my bed of the dirty sheets, but I didn't have time to think about it; I was already late for school. I quick got dressed and hopped into the car. On the way, my mom asked, "Why do you think that happened?" "I don't know", I replied. "I haven't wet the bed since I was 7." I was secretly elated that I had though. You see, I have loved diapers since I can remember. When I used to wet the bed, I was made to wear diapers to bed, but I never minded. I loved how they felt against my little penis. Sometimes, even if I didn't wet my diaper during the night, I would when I woke up so I was sure to have to wear one the next night. I loved how the warm pee felt when it ran all over my penis and into all the crevices down there. I would avoid being changed as long as I could. I thought this would for sure mean that I would be put back into diapers. I couldn't wait for school to let out. My mind was on the prospect of wearing diapers all day, and I couldn't concentrate on anything else. Finally, the clock hit 3:00, and I was free for the weekend. I ran out of the building as fast as I could to find my ride home. As I went through the front door, there was my mom sitting in our blue minivan, waiting for me in her usual spot. As I got in, she asked how my day was. "Fine", I replied. She followed up with some other typical mom questions, and I answered them in kind of a dazed state, so those ended pretty quickly. As soon as we got home, I ran up to my room to get rid of my backpack. I also had to pee really bad. I just barely made it to the bathroom in time, and it felt so good to let all that pee out. When I was finished, I went back into my room to see if my mom had bought me any diapers. Sure enough, my underwear drawer was full of both baby diapers and goodnights. I was elated. Just then, my mom came in. I tried to hide my joy, and it worked. She asked me what I thought about the situation. "It's ok, I guess", I replied with a sigh. I tried to act put off by the fact that half of my underwear drawer was now taken up by diapers. At that, she left to start dinner, leaving me alone with my diapers. When I heard her in the kitchen, I went over and shut and locked the door. Then I pulled out a baby diaper and the baby powder she had bought also. I took off all of my clothes as fast as I could. When I did, I saw and felt that I was having an erection. I decided to take care of that. I had just learned about masturbating a few weeks before from my best friend. After I came, I rubbed powder all over my diaper area. It felt and smelled so good, I couldn't stand it. I put on my diaper, fastening the tapes as tight as they would go. Then I stood in front of the mirror in my room to admire myself, and got another hard on. Just then, I heard the doorbell ring. My mom answered it, and it was my best friend, Taylor. She yelled up to me that he was here, and I hurried down. There wasn't time to take off my diaper, or to deal with the hard on, so I threw on my clothes, minus my underwear of course, and ran down the stairs to meet him. Thankfully, my diaper was so tight that it didn't make much sound. I don't know what I would do if he found out that I liked to wear diapers! Taylor came over to play because his mom had to pick up his older brother from high school, and then the two of them were going to go shopping for new clothes for him. As glad as I was to see him, he couldn't have come at a worse time. Oh well, I decided. I would have the whole weekend to explore my diapers. Taylor and I started playing videogames on the computer, which we did until dinner was ready. My mom called us to come to the table. We both obliged. We had my favorite: roast beef, potatoes, and corn. After dinner was over, Taylor and I went back to playing videogames. Before we knew it, it was 8:00. Taylor started wondering where his mom was. "Why don't you try her cell phone", I suggested. He went over to the phone to call. As he got up from the chair, I noticed a bulge in his pants that I hadn't noticed before. Interesting, I thought. But I put it out of my mind. He got a hold of his mom. She and his brother were stuck in a traffic jam, and didn't expect to get home before 10:00. So, she asked to speak to my mom. In the end, Taylor ended up sleeping over. I was glad he was, but it would cut down on my diaper time. Or would it? At 9:00, my mom told us that it was time to get ready for bed. We complained and tried to stay up later, but it wasn't working. Since Taylor didn't have any pajamas with him, he was going to have to wear some of mine. We're about the same size, so it didn't matter. I told him that he should change first, and since I knew he knew where I kept my pjs, I let him go up by himself to have some privacy. I was still curious about that bulge though. Whenever he would shift positions, it sounded like he might be wearing diapers too. Wow, I thought. Does Taylor wear diapers too? The curiosity finally got the best of me. I went upstairs and into my room, without knocking, of course. There was Taylor in nothing but a very wet diaper. He looked up at me, and was horrified. "What are you doing!?", he yelled. "Don't you know how to knock?" I was stunned. I couldn't believe Taylor, my best friend, wore diapers. "Sorry", I stammered. "It looks like you're kind of wet over there." "Yeah", he said, I have problems sometimes with that." "Why didn't you tell me", I asked. He replied, "I thought you would make fun of me. You won't, right." "Of course not", I said. And with that, I started getting undressed too. I think Taylor thought I was crazy, but then I took off my pants, and the two of us were standing there in our diapers. He was bewildered. "Why are you wearing a diaper", he asked. "Well", I said, "I kinda have a problem wetting the bed." "Oh," he replied, "But you've been awake, haven't you? So why are you wearing them now?" "Well", I confessed, "I just like to wear them. I like how they feel, especially when they're wet." And with that, I let my bladder go. A big yellow spot started forming in the crotch of my diaper, and I started to get a hard on, but it didn't matter. Taylor couldn't see it because of the diaper and how small my penis is. Then I said, "Why don't we get out of these wet diapers, and into some fresh, clean ones?" "I've never changed myself before. My mom always does it", he said. I could tell that he was getting worried that he would have to go to sleep in his soaked diaper. "Well", I said, "I guess I could do it for you." The only problem is that I had never done it either. I thought back to when I was at the state fair and saw a baby getting changed. I then felt confident that I could do it. I went over to my diaper drawer and pulled out two fresh diapers, wipes, some baby oil, and some powder. "Lay down over here", I instructed him." He did as he was told. I knelt down beside him, and started removing the tapes. "Wait!" he said. "I don't want you to see me naked!" "I don't mind", I replied. He calmed down and let me proceed. I flipped down the top of his diaper to reveal his penis. It was as small as mine was, but it was growing right in front of me. Once again, Taylor was embarrassed. I opened the box of wipes and began to clean his diaper area. When I touched his penis, he moaned, and I couldn't figure out why. Then, I took the oil and spread it all over his diaper area, paying special attention to his butt hole, and his penis. He really liked that. Then he asked me to grab his penis. I didn't know what to say, so I did as he asked. Then, he started shaking, like he was having a seizure, but I knew he wasn't. The oil acted as a lubricant between my hand and his penis. Soon, I got the idea, and I started rubbing him. Then, before he came, I stopped. "What'd you stop for!?", he exclaimed. "I have an idea", I replied. I got another one of the wipes, and once again cleaned his diaper area from all the oil that was on it. Then I took off my diaper, exposing my small penis. I asked him to clean me off because I couldn't see everything that needed to be cleaned. Then, I told him to lie down on his side on my bed. I did the same, but I laid so that I was looking straight at his penis. "Do what I do", I said. With that, I put my mouth around his penis and started sucking. He did the same thing. It felt so good that I didn't want him to stop. But since he was closer to coming than I was, he stopped for a while as he came. As soon as he could, he started sucking again. I was feeling so good at that point that I didn't pay attention to what his hands were doing. Before I knew it, he had a finger up my butt. I was going to say something, but he shoved his penis back into my mouth. Almost as a reflex, I started sucking again. He started working his finger inside me, and it felt really good. He could sense when I was going to come, and he stopped just before I did. I looked back at him as if to say "What's going on?" As quickly as he had stopped, he started again. And then I came. It was the best sensation I had ever had, and I started moaning. When I was done, I looked at him. "Wow," I said, "That was incredible." "Yeah," he said, "and it only gets better." We decided that we had better finish changing ourselves and got dressed before my mom came in to make sure we were in bed. Once again, he laid down on the ground. I took the diaper, unfolded it, picked up his legs, and slid it under his butt. Then I put his legs back down and pulled the diaper up between his legs. He enjoyed every minute of it. Then it was my turn. I laid down on the floor, waiting for him to diaper my naked, erect penis. After what seemed an eternity, he showed up between my legs with a diaper, the wipes, the oil, and the powder. Though he said he had never diapered anyone before, he did it like a pro, and it felt soo good. Then we got up and went to get out pjs on. Since we were both small for our age, we were used to the footed sleepers. They made them just big enough for us. So, we both got out a clean pair and put them on each other. Then we stood in the mirror and admired ourselves. Then my mom called up to make sure we were in bed. We, of course replied that we were, and that the light was off. We quick flicked off the light and scrambled into bed. Taylor had to sleep in my bed, which was ok because it was big, but it wasn't like we were going to need all that room. After a bit of fondling, we both fell asleep with our hands on each other's diapers. During the night, we had both wet ourselves. We woke up about the same time to a very wet diaper. But, to our pleasure, the bed was still dry. The two of us lay there for a while as we slowly woke up. As we did, we started playing around in our diapers. All of a sudden, both of us had to poop, but neither of us wanted to get out of bed. So, after some deliberation, we both let it go into our diapers. The stench slowly wafted throughout the room, so we opened a window. Since it was the middle of January, it quickly got cold. So, we decided that we should get ourselves cleaned up. We got out of bed, and wandered into the bathroom where we stripped each other down to our diapers. Then Taylor turned on the shower while I got two bags out of the stash my mom had put in there for me to put my dirty diaper in. Once the shower had warmed up, we both got in. Taylor proceeded to undo the tapes on my diaper, and I followed his lead. Both of them fell to the floor of the tub with a satisfying plop. We stood there looking at each other, the diapers, and ourselves. The poop began to itch, so we washed it off of each other, making sure that each other's penis was nice and clean. Since it was 8:00 on a Saturday, we took our time in the shower. I grabbed for the soap, but it slipped out of my hand. As I bent over to pick it up, Taylor saw an opportunity. Since his little penis was already erect and needed to be dealt with, he stuck it right up my butt. At first I was shocked, but then I remembered how good it felt to have something up my butt from the night before. As I stood up, soap in hand, Taylor started thrusting. Then he grabbed my penis, which was also erect, and started rubbing it. I reached around behind him and put my finger up his butt like he had done the night before. We stood like that for 15 minutes, pleasuring each other. We finally got tired of it, and continued with our shower. We got out and dried each other off, and then we realized we had nothing to wear out of the bathroom. Then we decided that we might as well put our sleepers back on since they weren't really that dirty. The only problem was that we both still had erections, and with out any underwear or diapers, everyone could see it. Since our erections probably wouldn't go away, we decided to make a run for it. We grabbed the bags with the dirty diapers in them, and ran to my room. Thankfully, we made it there without anyone seeing us. We immediately took off our sleepers and put on diapers, which did a nice job of hiding our tiny erections. Then, we realized something else. Taylor had no clothes to wear. Once again, I let him borrow some of mine. I went over to my dresser, and opened up the top drawer to get out some socks, and I found a bunch of rompers sitting there for us. My mom must have known that we both liked to be babied, and so she got them for us. We were both elated at that sight. They were all white so we could wear them without anyone being suspicious of us. They looked like regular white undershirts, but they did such a good job of holding a wet diaper in place, which we found out almost immediately. By this time, our bladders had gotten full again, so we let it go into our diapers, which were supported nicely by the cloth between our legs. We decided that we wanted to leave those diapers on for a while because they felt so good. I decided to explore what else was in that drawer. After moving the diapers and rompers aside, there were 4 pacifiers sitting there, waiting to be sucked on. We obliged and put them immediately into our mouths. Just then, the door opened. There stood my mother with a gentle smile across her face. "I see you two have found what I left for you. I hope you enjoy it", she said. We both nodded in agreement. "Are my two babies ready for their breakfast?" Once again, we both nodded. "Well, unless you want everyone to see you like this, you had better get some clothes on, don't you think?" Amazed at our stupidity, we both scrambled to get our clothes on. The only problem was that we didn't want to leave our nooks in the room. Thankfully, my mom pointed out a built in pocket made just for that purpose on our rompers. We both ran downstairs where there was one of my favorites, hot oatmeal with cream and brown sugar (strange that a 12 year old likes oatmeal, huh?). We both sat down and started eating. My mom then put a CD in our under-the-counter CD player and left the room. We sat there eating until the CD was finished. We were kind of surprised that it only lasted 10 minutes, but we didn't think anything of it. After it was over, my mom came back in and told us to go up to my room and that she would meet us up there in a minute. We thought this was strange, but we did as we were told. We were sitting on my bed in our rompers when my mom came back. In her hands, she had a watch and a bell. She started swinging the watch, and then suddenly rang the bell. Instantly, we both were babies. The CD had a regression embedded in it! Both of us peed our diapers as soon as we heard the bell. We had no control over our bodily functions, and with in 10 minutes, both of us had messed too. My mom left us alone for a while. When she was gone, we crawled around on the floor because we had gone back to a time before we could walk. All the sugar in the oatmeal made us very thirsty, but there was nothing we could do about it, so we started crying. Almost like she had been waiting to hear that, my mom came in and gave the two of us a bottle filled with milk. We both took them immediately and started sucking on them. Then my mom rang the bell again, and we both snapped out of it, and we were 12 again. We were stunned. We couldn't believe what had just happened to us. My mom explained what happened, and told us how to we can regress in the future. Needless to say, we were very excited by this. With that, she left the room. Since it was 11:00 by this time, Taylor decided that he had better get cleaned up because his mom would be coming to get him in not too much longer. So, I told him to lie down on the ground, and I unsnapped his romper to reveal a very full diaper. I scolded him for being such a messy baby and smacked him on the butt, pushing around all the poop that was trapped in there. He squealed with delight as it started to move up over his penis. I put my hand over his penis and felt it jumping with his pulse. He was hard as he could get, so I started rubbing him through his diaper. He started moaning as I took off his diaper and cleaned the poop off of his body. Once that was done, I grabbed his penis and shoved it into my mouth. I started sucking like I had never done before. He enjoyed it. Then I started biting it, and he liked that even more. Finally, he came. I started to move to get another diaper for him, but he pinned me to the ground. He took off my romper and undid my diaper. After cleaning up the mess I made, he sat squarely on my very erect penis. Both of us moaned at the same time. Then he started bouncing around, which felt very good for both of us. He started to speed up, and it felt so good to have my penis inside of him that I started talking to him. "Harder, harder, harder!" I said. "Faster, faster, faster!" Then I had the best orgasm that I had ever felt in my life. It was like something exploded inside, and it felt so good I almost couldn't stand it. Then my mom called up to us that Taylor's mom was here. We quick cleaned each other more thoroughly, and diapered each other. Taylor went home wearing a fresh diaper, a romper with a pacifier, and some of my clothes, not to mention an ear-to-ear grin. From then on, both of us wore a romper and a diaper whenever we could, and he would come over every weekend and we would rub each other and then play baby. I had a new reason to look forward to the weekend now!