SUMMER JOYS CONTINUED

	My next year passed rapidly and we boys were more 
excited about getting to go visit Aunt Ruth at our 
grandparents farm than any thing else we had to do. This 
included school for sure. Billy was going to be seventeen, 
Roger would be thirteen, Steven was to hit eleven and I 
would be sixteen. Sally, our babysitter from the next farm 
down was now sweet sixteen like me.
	Just before Christmas of 1998 my grandfather died of a 
stroke and grandmother was unable to live alone so she gave 
the farm to Aunt Ruth to manage and live on until 
grandmother herself would die. She went to Shady Oaks to 
live in a room with another elderly lady.
	School is out and all of us are able to return to the 
farm. Our stated reason for going was to help with chores 
and get out of the city but our real reason was to be Sally 
and Aunt Ruth's charges again.
	I was the first to arrive because I was now a licensed 
driver and my old heap would make the four-hour drive 
easily. Billy and Roger had to fly in so I got the job of 
picking them up at the airport. The airport was small and 
about twenty-five miles from the farm. Aunt Ruth and Steven 
only had to walk to the front door since they now lived 
there. At the airport Billy and Roger saw me at the gate 
and we happily made our way to the parking lot by way of 
the concession stands and Mc Arches place. About thirty -
five minutes later we were pulling up at the farm just in 
time to see Aunt Ruth taking in the last of her laundry. We 
were so happy we didn't even care about the rain.
	The time was mid-afternoon now so we decided to go 
down to the pond for a swim and to plan our summer and 
relax after all the travel. Supper was to be at six so we 
had to be in no hurry. Aunt Ruth phoned Sally and she came 
running over to the pond and met us there. She and Aunt 
Ruth spent a lot of time laughing and talking as we swam 
and played in the water. After about an hour we all walked 
back together to the main house and went upstairs to get 
ready for supper. We were all amazed by what we saw. Our 
closets were hung with clothes and stuff we didn't 
recognize.
	Up till now no one had mentioned diapers but when 
Billy went to his drawer in the dresser all he found was 
diapers. He then looked in my drawer and saw more diapers 
and plastic panties. We were in heaven!
	This year Billy and I were roommates and Roger and 
Steven were together. This gave us more privacy and room. 
We looked about the room for our clothes to wear to supper 
and Sally came in telling us it was time to get us into our 
diapers. I was ready and volunteered to be first. It felt 
so good to be diapered by her and feel her hands around my 
penis. First came the baby oil and then the J&J baby powder 
and then the bulk of the soft diaper between my legs. I 
immediately wet my first diaper before it could even be 
pinned on me. Sally reached over and kissed me and said 
that we were going to enjoy being babies this summer.
	This year Sally and Aunt Ruth had decided that we 
would wear tee shirts and booties with our diapers. Sally 
had made booties for each of us out of bulky knit white 
cotton socks secured by a ribbon that had been threaded 
through around the ankle. The completed look was very 
babyish. The booties got dirty quickly but we liked them.
	At supper we found yet more changes. Each boy was 
shown to his high chair and his bib put on him. Our glasses 
were gone and in their places were our new baby bottles.
	Sally and Aunt Ruth enjoyed the new babies and their 
care. After supper and some free time outside on the lawn 
it was "beddy-bye time" for all babies. At night we were 
put into plastic panties to keep our wet diapers from 
soaking the beds.
	We also got to wear the plastic panties when we were 
dressed to go to town. This was certainly a turn on for 
going into town. In order to keep down the level of 
attention we received we wore shorts over our diapers and 
plastic panties and sandals instead of the usual booties on 
our feet. The appliqu�d animals on our clothes did not make 
us look fierce. I am sure our babyishness came out enough 
to tip off any alert AB or DL.
	Sally loved check our diapers often in public for 
wetness with her finger into the crotch of the diapers the 
boy expected to be wet was wearing. Once a teen girl at Mc 
Arches saw her check me and thought she was coming on to 
me. She didn't know of my diapered state until I was led 
out and Sally said loud enough for her to hear that my 
diapers were wet I had to be changed. What an expression 
that put on the teen's face.
	We loved these kinds of experiences because they were 
fun and we would never see any of these people again. It 
was also fun to go over them again on the way home or later 
that evening.
	We didn't let the movie theater people know of our 
diapers until late in the summer when there was nothing we 
wanted to see. They didn't want us to come in and leak on 
the seats. We tried to explain the diapers and plastic 
panties prevented it but they would not listen. So the last 
time we went in we wore no panties and just peed our 
diapers in the seats. When it came time to leave Sally gave 
each of us shorts with plastic panties inside that kept the 
shorts dry from the wet diapers under them. They never knew 
we were wet. I wonder how long before they discovered the 
wet seats and floors.
	Aunt Ruth loved a good plan too and delighted in 
taking us into unexpected places to use the rest rooms. 
Dress shops were her favorite and I seemed to be her 
favorite baby to need changing. She would enter with me in 
tow and ask if the shop had any facilities she could use in 
which to change her baby's diapers. Some times they would 
refer her to the ladies room and some would say they had no 
facilities at all. These she loved. This would say, "Now 
really, you have no place where I can change my little 
one's diapers? Certainly I could use that couch over 
there?" The clerk would always weaken and she would lead me 
over to the couch and proceed to unsnap my shorts and unpin 
my diapers. She would keep talking telling the clerk how 
much she appreciated her kindness toward her baby. The 
clerks would usually just be standing there with their 
mouths open watching a sixteen-year-old boy getting his 
diapers changed.
	Some how it seemed to never dawn on them that I was 
the baby Aunt Ruth was asking to change in the first place. 
Once she actually asked the clerk to help her with my 
change by holding my diaper pins for her. The clerk's 
embarrassment was acute and classic. The clerks always had 
a bird's eye view of my hairless baby bottom. Aunt Ruth 
would say, "Isn't he just the cutest thing?" We really 
enjoyed those clerks.
	Aunt Ruth also had a thing for service stations too. 
She would stop and ask for the key to the men's room and 
almost invariably question would be raised as to why not 
the ladies room. She would then explain she had four boy 
babies who needed diaper changes. Hence the need for the 
men's room. The clerk would then always give her the lady's 
room key and tell her that it was okay to take babies into 
the lady's room for changing. Aunt Ruth never told the 
clerks the ages of her babies. We like the big stations 
that had several keys to hand out.
	Once a mother and pre-teen daughter came in just as 
Billy's diapers were going under his rear. The lady said, 
"Oh pardon me. We have the wrong room." Moments later she 
returned and I was being changed then. Her daughter was 
really interested. "How old is that baby you are putting 
those diapers on?" "Sixteen," Aunt Ruth replied. The girl 
was stunned and I looked at her and said, "goo-goo!" We 
thought that she was going to wet her pants right then and 
there. Her mother took her into a stall quickly and very 
soon the both left and we had a good laugh.
	I remember many diaper changes that summer but the 
most memorable ones came when I was alone with Sally. 
Sometimes she would unpin my diapers there on the changing 
table and then take off her shirt or blouse so I could have 
a "little titty." I would try to nurse her but she did 
indeed have a "little titty." Some times she would lift her 
skirts and put my hand between her legs and have me "do her 
jollies."
	I asked her once if she had ever done the big "it" 
with a boy and she said that she had not. I even asked her 
if she would do "it" with me and she gave me a non-
committal answer. She was non-committal until Aunt Ruth and 
everyone else had gone to town and only we were left. She 
came up to me and asked me if I would like to make love to 
her. She didn't have to ask twice. Off came her clothes and 
my diapers and we went at it. All was going well until I 
peed on her tummy. She didn't mind and reached down and put 
me inside her. We both climaxed and just lay side by side 
on the floor. She got up and cleaned up and I just peed 
again involuntarily.
	I now really needed my diapers. Sally cleaned me up 
and pinned thick diapers on me and even changed my booties 
that had gotten wet in the past few minutes when my diapers 
were off. I was starting to think Sally would make a great 
wife.
	We went into the kitchen and made sugar cookies for 
the gang's return from town. Every now and then she would 
pat my butt and kiss me. She was feeling the love-bug's 
bite just like me.
	Soon Aunt Ruth and the boys were back and Sally and I 
were treated to stories of their exploits of the afternoon. 
Sally and I said nothing of ours. They had gone to a 
Friendly's Ice Cream shop and Roger had done a boss number 
two. His diapers put up a noble effort to contain it all 
but failed. The smelly leakage marked the floor from where 
they were sitting to the door of the rest room. Fortunately 
Aunt Ruth had the diaper bag with her. Roger was changed 
and when he and Aunt Ruth returned to the table Billy and 
some of the other patrons gave she and Roger a round of 
applause.
	Our potty training was moved up a little because of 
Roger but we still had about three weeks to romp before 
school would start again. Again we were all back in control 
of bodily functions in just a few days.
	Now wetting and pooping was done by permission only 
and we did a lot more swimming down at the pond. Sally now 
had a bathing suit looked for the entire world like a 
baby's romper. We would tease her telling her that we all 
wanted to romp with her. She took it all very graciously 
and did romp a few times with Billy and me but she said 
that she didn't do "it" with Billy - only me.
	The day to go back home finally came and so all was 
put on hold until next summer.
	We all hoped that there would be a summer in 2000. We 
were hearing all the poop about Y2 K and were a bit 
concerned.