Friends
By: Eric_DL

Summary: This story is about two friends, Jason and Justin, who meet 
each other one day during P. E. and soon learn that they have a lot in 
common. Including a love of diapers.
story: Friends

Part 1

	Jason stopped running and placed his hands on his knees in order 
to catch his breath. P. E. was his least favorite class and running was 
his least favorite sport, and noticing that he was only a fourth of the 
way through the mile that he was supposed to complete, he realized that 
this was going to be a long three years.
	Today was only the third day of his seventh grade year and 
already he was seriously considering home school. At least he wouldn't 
have to deal with, what he considered, the equivalent of a hamster's 
exercise wheel. And the food would infinitely be better than the 
cafeteria cuisine. However, home school was no longer in the equation. 
Before school started that year his mother gave him the option of home 
school because of his incredible tendency to be shy. But, Jason decided 
to try and be brave, to show his mother that he could overcome his 
shyness. After three days he was ready to rescind his decision.
	"Are you okay?" Jason was somewhat stunned at hearing a voice 
break through his thoughts and looked up, still panting like a dog. 
Another seventh grader was standing next to him with a concerned look 
on his face.
	After a moment's silence he asked again, "Are you okay?"
	Jason finally can out of his trance, "Yes, I just need to catch 
my breath," he managed to pant out. "Well, you better do it fast 
because Coach Wilkes is starting to stare with that twitching left eye 
of his, and frankly I wouldn't trust anything that moves as much as 
that eye moves."
	Jason looked up and sure enough Coach Wilkes was looking in his 
direction, left eye twitching furiously. Not wanting to attract so much 
attention within the first week Jason straightened up and started 
walking a slow pace.
	After a moment or two, Coach Wilkes' attention was diverted by a 
pair of stoners trying to depants him. "I don't like running either," 
said the other boy that seemed to have continued walking by his side. 
Jason found it amazing that he hadn't noticed it before, and now having 
the chance to get a good look at the boy he noticed a similarity with 
himself. He noticed that, like himself, this boy was smaller than most 
of the other kid's their age and around the same height; however there 
was a large difference in hair and eye color. The boy's hair was a 
dirty blonde and his eyes a pale blue, where as Jason's hair was jet 
black and his eyes a dark brown.
	"My name's Justin by the way," he continued.
	"Jason, my name's Jason." Justin held out his hand in a friendly 
way inviting Jason to shake hands. Jason accepted the invitation and 
smiled, half at the friendliness of his new friend and half at the 
strange new sensation that began dancing in his stomach at the meeting 
of their hands. Jason dismissed the feeling quickly and continued 
walking for they had stopped for the short formality.
	During the mile that took an entire class period the two became 
fast friends talking about anything that came to mind. They both found 
that they each had a fascination with comic books and video games, 
which included X-Men and any Star Wars game for Playstation. Jason was 
almost sad for P. E. to end now that he had actually met a new friend. 
They walked back to the locker room and changed for their next class, 
which began in five minutes. Jason felt that he would never get used to 
the idea of having classes on opposite sides of the school, but now he 
felt differently about that and the school year. Now he felt that he 
could take on anything as long as he had at least one friend to help 
him see it through.
	Interestingly enough Jason didn't see Justin the rest of the day. 
Not in any of his classes and not walking the halls between classes. 
After school Jason waited out front for his mother. He didn't have to 
wait long; five minutes later he could see his mom's mini-van pull into 
the parking lot. Filled with the excitement of the day Jason ran to his 
mother's van and jumped into the passenger seat.
	"My goodness, did we have a good day," his mother asked with an 
amused look on her face. The moment the question left her lips Jason 
flooded her with details including meeting Justin during his P. E. 
class. It wasn't until they pulled into their driveway that Jason 
stopped talking.
	"Well, this Justin seems like a nice kid," she said as they 
walked up the front door, "You should invite him over one of these 
days." Jason's eyes widened in excitement, he couldn't wait for 
tomorrow to ask Justin.
	 Later that night, after dinner, Jason's mother came into his 
room. "It's time for bed sweetie."
	"Okay, mom," Jason replied. As she walked out of the room she 
yelled back at him, "Don't forget to wear your Goodnites Jason." Jason 
hadn't wet the bed in about a month now. However, the threat still 
loomed over him so he continued to wear them to bed without any fuss. 
Not to mention he had grown to enjoy wearing them at night and waking 
up to a dry bed in the morning. Along with a newfound feeling of 
safety, Jason had recently discovered the wonders of masturbation and 
had used his Goodnight's to full effect.
	Jason finished checking his email and went into the bathroom to 
brush his teeth and relieve himself. This had never worked to curb his 
bedwetting two month's ago, but he didn't want to break up the routine 
that he had now established. When he had finished walked back into his 
room and shut the door, along with his growing into his teenage years 
he had now developed shyness about his body around his mother. 
Something his mother accepted quietly, with only the occasional smile.
	He had first taken off his shirt, pants (socks and shoes were 
removed earlier in the day), and then his briefs to reveal his small 
penis. After only a moment to check the growth of his pubic hair he 
went to his dresser and pulled open one of the drawers. Inside the 
drawer was all of his underwear, on the left side, and all of his 
Goodnites, on the right. He pulled one of the Goodnites out and closed 
the drawer. Already his small penis was beginning to stiffen. He 
quickly slipped on the Goodnite in case his mother should happen to 
walk in without knocking; she loved to do that. In just a few moments 
time he put on his pajamas and headed out of his room to say goodnight 
to his mother.
	She was in the living watching the ten o'clock news when he came 
in and gave her a kiss on the cheek, "Goodnight Mom." She grabbed him 
by the face and forced a sloppy wet on to his lips, "Sweet dreams 
honey."
	"Eww, gross!" He yelled as he quickly ran to his room to escape.
	Once inside he again shut the door behind him and turned off the 
light. The room fell into complete darkness. It took a few seconds for 
his eyes to adjust to the sudden darkness, but when they had he went to 
his bed pulled back the covers and crawled into bed and anxiously 
waited for his mother to retire as well.
	Sure enough, at ten-thirty he heard her footsteps come from the 
living, past his door and into the room down the hall. He heard the 
click of the door closing and smiled. The second he heard the door 
close he rolled over onto his stomach and began rubbing his still erect 
penis into the bed, making a thrusting motion. He started to moan 
slightly as the pleasure began to grow, and as his thrusting became 
faster and faster until he reached a fantastic climax. His relaxed onto 
the bed and within minutes he fell asleep with new fantasies, which 
included his new friend Justin, swimming through his mind, and later 
his dreams.

To be continued.