TOMMY Tommy 91 -- The Sleep Over. The boys have been back home now for several days. They wanted to get the most out of this summer's ending days before starting school again. Tommy is now 12 years old and will start the 6th grade. Bobby is 13 and will start the 7th grade in Jr. High. In some school districts the 6th is in Jr. High also. But in Tommy's district the 6th is still in grade school. Bobby's parents realize the importance for Bobby to wear diapers these last few years and has allowed him the enjoyment of wearing them. His Dad had tried to take Bobby's diapers away for the last year but now has insisted the boy be out of them by his starting Jr. High. The reason being in Jr. High they will be dressing down for Gym and that could prove rather embarrassing for a Diaper boy. Bobby has invited Tommy for a sleep over before school starts. Tomorrow is Saturday but school will start on Monday. So the boys want to make this a memorable weekend. Friday afternoon Tommy comes over to Bobby's house so they can plan the sleep over. The boys' parents know the boys will wear diapers through the weekend but left up to them what they want to do. The boys chose to sleep in Bobby's backyard using a small tent for shelter. Already the weather had turned cooler as the trees began to fall their leaves. Bobby's back yard was the perfect place for diaper boys to spend their last weekend. With the 8 foot high fence and all the shrubbery and bushes the backyard was very private from preying eyes. Many a time Tommy and Bobby along with the other diaper friends use to play out there with nothing but a diaper. The boys requested a backyard BBQ for an after dark eat out. The back porch light would give plenty of light. "How you like the set up, Tommy. Won't it be fun to sleep out?" Bobby asked. "Cool� We could play like we are still up in the mountains camping out." Tommy said. "Yeah, like up at the lake where we caught all those fish." Bobby remembered. "And where we� wrestled by the trees." Tommy giggled. "Oh Yeah! Where we almost got caught, you know what I mean?" Bobby laughed. The boys looked at each other knowing what the other was thinking. The BBQ was great. The boys got all they wanted to eat and went through several cans of pop. "Better take a few extra diapers with you after all that you ate and drank." Mom laughed. "Yeah, think your right!" Bobby answered. Because it was cooler outside the boys had put on light jackets that came down over their diapers but one could still see a bit of white diaper below. Their bare legs did not seem to matter nor that they were bare footed. The grass felt soft between their toes. They played until only a few stars and moon gave enough light to see after the porch light was turned out. Mom brought them some extra blankets and snacks. She told them, "I want you boys to quiet down so not to bother the neighbors." The boys agreed to do so. "Momma, I think I need a dry diaper before going to the tent." Bobby said. "I was sure you would. Ok, come in the house and I will get you both changed. And don't forget to take a package of diapers with you so if you get wet during the night you won't have to come in and wake us up." Mom said. The boys were then diapered in the heavier and thick nighttime cloth diapers with plastic pants. Using flashlights they once again headed out into the back yard. Later, after playing, they went inside the tent. Laying on their sleeping bags reading comics until mom called from the porch again, "Bedtime boys, turn out you flash lights and get into your beds. Now it was really dark except for the dim light of the moon. The boys whispered to one another until they saw the lights go out in the parents' bedroom. Bobby said, "They will be asleep in little while but we have to keep quiet cause they have a window open and might hear us." Tommy giggled, "I have diaper pains!" "Me too, I've felt it for long time now." Bobby whispered. 'Diaper pain' was the boy's code word for having the need to play around. They have been planning to 'relieve' that pain by helping each other. The boys had taken off their jackets. It was warm enough in the tent with the flap shut. Tommy moved closer to Bobby. Bobby had some news for Tommy; something he had been keeping to himself until this moment of private conversation. "You remember Daddy telling us that when we get close to puberty that we will start having hair grow down there?" Bobby whispered. "Yeah!" Tommy was on his side facing his friend. He leaned on one arm holding his head. "Guess what? I have some hairs down here!" Bobby pointed to his diaper. "Down where?" Tommy asked. "Hey, did you hear what I said, I found some hairs growing down here." Bobby giggled while pointing to his diaper. "Wow! It's happening. But you don't look different, you feel ok? Tommy pointed the flashlight in Bobby's direction then turned it off again. "Your voice hasn't changed yet? Are you sure that was hair?" Tommy asked. "I don't feel different either. But I do have some growing. Dad said my voice will start getting deeper soon." Bobby put both his arms behind his head and lifted his legs touching the top of the tent. "I haven't looked for hairs yet, suppose I do have some?" Tommy giggled. "Take your diaper off and I'll look and see!" Bobby sat up beside Tommy. "You gotta take yours off too�. I want to see your hairs!" Tommy turned on his flashlight. For a few moments both boys examined each other. Bobby held the flashlight close to Tommy's diaper area and leaned down to take a close look. "I don't see any hairs!" Bobby reported. "I didn't think so." Tommy giggled. "Let me see yours." Taking the flashlight from Bobby, Tommy looked all over the older boys diaper area. "I don't see any hairs." Tommy looked up into Bobby's face. "Look again�. Look here!" Bobby pointed out three small black hairs. "Oh yeah. Not many is there?" Tommy expected to find much more. Bobby began to fondling himself and soon was swelling up. Tommy noticed how much fatter his friend was since the last time they saw each other. Tommy watched for a few moments has his own began to react. Wanta do what we didn't get to do before?" Bobby was anxious. "I don't care, you want to?" Tommy whispered while he rolled even closer to Bobby. "I wanta see if I can shoot off!" Bobby giggled. "Ok?." Tommy turned out the flashlight while reaching for his friend. (What happened for the next few minutes was only for them to know and the rest of us to guess.) Every once in a while Tommy would turn on the flashlight to see what was happening. The two boys tried not to make much noise but once in a while a burst of giggles and sounds of whispering came from the darken tent. As quickly as it all started it all came to an end. "I'm getting tired." Tommy said as he moved into a new position. "Yeah, and I am getting soft again. Maybe we should stop for now." Bobby pulled his diaper back onto himself and reseated the plastic pants. "Gee, I was hoping something would happen tonight." Bobby whispered. "Maybe next time. Help me with my diapers please." Tommy rolled over onto his side when Bobby finished fixing the younger boy's plastic pants. "Gee, I thought I was going to do it?" Bobby was disappointed. "We can try some more if you want!" Tommy told him. "Can't now, I'm too tired." Bobby crawled under the sleeping bag. "Me too!" Tommy crawled under his bag and rolled onto his side. "See you, Pee Pants!" Bobby whispered "See you, Turd Butt!" Bobby answered with a giggle. Tommy 92 -- Saturday Morning, The Sleep Over, cont. The first rays of sunlight filtered into the tent. Bobby woke up first. He stretched then crawled out of his bag. A strange new feeling came over him as he rubbed his diaper. Nothing really compared to anything he felt before. "What the matter?" Tommy just woke up rubbing his eyes then sat up. "I don't know, It feels kind of funny." Bobby answered. "What does?" Tommy laid back then stretched out on top of his bag with his hands behind his head. "I done something in my diaper?" Bobby started to remove a safety pin. "You just peed?" Tommy giggled then soaked himself. "No it's different." Bobby pulled his diaper off. "Look!" Bobby said out loud. "That's pee alright." Tommy looked at the large yellow wetness. "But what is that?" Bobby pointed to a mass of white stuff. Both boys looked at each other and both said out loud, "SPERM." "Sperm� it has to be!" Bobby stuck his finger in it and pulled back. "It's sticky and gooey!" Bobby was astonished. Lifting his finger to his nose Bobby took a deep smell. "But I didn't do it last night." Bobby was baffled. "That's for sure� I watch you." Tommy giggled. "What you think happened?�. Maybe we broke something and it all came out later." Bobby moved closer to Tommy. "Maybe!" Tommy sitting up now facing Bobby. "I must've shot it in my sleep? I still don't know what it is like to do it!" Bobby was both excited and disappointed. After the fact sank in Bobby became very excited. "I SHOT SPERM!" Bobby shouted before realizing he could had been overheard. Then in a whisper, "Tommy, I gotta do it again!" Just then Mom called the boys in for breakfast. "OH NO!" Bobby complained, "She will see it and know what happened!" "Gee wiz Bobby, what you going to do?" Tommy felt his friend's situation. "Help me get my diaper back on." Bobby lay on his back. When they got into the house mom had a couple of diapers ready for them. "I gotta go to my room, mom, I can change myself." Bobby ran off. "You're just soaked� Let me change you, Bobby!" Mom held the clean diaper out for him. But Bobby was off to his room. Dad got suspicious and followed Tommy into his bedroom. "Did something happen, Tommy? Is Bobby alright?" Mom asked. "Well, I think something might have happened�. But he is okay," Tommy was not sure if he should say anything. "What is going on?" Mom asked. "Maybe nothing!" Tommy answered shrugging his shoulders. "Well, come on Tommy, I can tell you need a change ." Mom took Tommy aside and gave him a diaper clean up and change. Meantime in Bobby's bedroom: "What happened, Son?" Dad began. "I'm not sure but�.." Bobby started to say. "Have you started puberty?" Dad asked. "I think so, it started this morning." Bobby waited his Dad's reactions. Bobby handed his Dad the diaper. "I found this and I don't know how it happened?" Bobby explained "Yep, that's it alright. Ok, don't let this worry you; sometimes boys have what is called a 'Wet Dream" that is when you lose sperm in your sleep it sometimes happens that way. Lets get you changed and I will explain it to your mother. We will talk about this later." After getting a new diaper, Dad gave him a pat on the butt as Bobby headed for the kitchen. Tommy and Bobby's mother were waiting at the table when Bobby came in and sat down for breakfast. "It's alright, I will tell you about it later." Dad told Mom. Later out in the back yard the boys played until lunchtime. Once again Mom prepared lunch on the BBQ. Tommy noticed that Bobby was somewhat different. Sort of grown up more or something. Bobby was glad his mother did not bring the subject up. He would just as well talk with his Dad about these things.
Tommy 93-- Two weeks later at Tommy's house. "What has happened to your voice, Tommy, you sound like you got a cold?" His sister asked. "I don't know, it just does that!" Tommy's voice was changing. One moment he would be talking in the same voice he had for his 12 years but now every once in a while it would drop like he had a frog in his throat. It was bedtime. First his mother made sure he had a bath then had the sisters diaper him and put him into his crib (remember he had his room done over like a baby room). Tommy had a full day of school and had helped his Dad clean the garage, which made him very tired. Soon he fell into a deep sleep. Sometime around 3 AM Tommy grew restless and woke up. At first he felt like most of us feel when waking up so early in the dark, confused as to why he was awake. Then he became aware of a comforting pleasure he had not experienced before. It was not as if he had not felt this pleasure in the past but this time it became much more intense. This sensation occupied his entire body. He felt a new tingling in his breast along with a deep arousal in his groin. Tommy was wide-awake by now. His hands reached for his nipples, which he found, were more rigid and sensitive then before. He was surprised that flipping the nipples between his thumb and forefinger gave him pleasant feelings and had a direct connection to his groin, which by this time was aflame with passion and demanding relief. Tommy was aware of his circumstance. He had relieved himself for the last several years whenever the urge became impossible to ignore. But this time his arousal was way beyond that he had ever experienced before. While using one hand to manipulate one nipple the other hand found its way over his diaper. With a rough rubbing Tommy discovered his excitement greatly increased. Almost immediately his head felt dizzy as his body stiffened. He had no control over the thrusting, heavy breathing, and jerking as his whole body seemed to float off his crib. Then almost immediately after nearly passing out he shook uncontrollably into one gigantic orgasm. His diaper filled with warmth. Tommy never knew just how long he lay still before falling into another deep sleep. He remembered dreaming but could not recall what it was about after waking. It was now 6:00 AM. The events during the night remained very vivid in his mind. Pulling down the side rail of his crib Tommy sat on the edge with his legs dangling to the floor. He had been sleeping in a onezy T-shirt and diapers. Unsnapping the onezy between the legs he pulled it over his head tossing it to the floor. Standing up Tommy pulled the diaper till it came down to his knees. When he saw what is inside he began to laugh out loud. His suspicions were over� He now knew that he had experienced his first entry into puberty. He could hardly wait to tell Bobby the good news. *********************************************************************** (This is the end of our story of a diaper boy growing up. He has had encountered many adventures that many boys experience before puberty arrives. Both Tommy and his close friends will now continue their lifetime adventures as teenagers then as they continue into Adulthood they will learn more and more about themselves. Hopefully the parents will never forget the joys of being diaper boys and their coming into puberty when their own boys or girls approach that same exciting time of life. Many adults have either forgotten or they just never understood a boy's need to 'defuse the nagging pressures' that are caused by their developing sexuality. The only safe way to do this is through masturbation. That is the way boys are created. Just forcing them to work in the garden, taking cold showers or by punishment will not do any good. A healthy normal boy will find ways to get relief with or without Adults permission. It is sad that a boy has to grow up so quickly, but that's life. Similar stories will continue with each and every boy as he develops closer to the day of puberty.)