By Bobby Joe ([email protected]
Story Cast:
Chapter 1
Marek
Anderson woke up at 8:00am Monday morning, December 19th. It took
him about five minutes to get most of his senses back, as he always woke up
slowly. Sitting on the side of the bed, he realized school was out for
Christmas vacation. This was good! Then looking out of his bedroom window, he
noticed the hard-pounding rain striking against the glass, and knew he would
probably spend most of the day either downstairs in the living room, or
upstairs in his bedroom. Finally he stood up, and then slipped off his tight
frosty plastic pants, and wet, thick white, pull-up cloth diaper. He then
headed for his own upstairs bathroom, and put his diaper and plastic pants in
their separate containers, which his Mom took care of for him. He then took a
shower, brushed his teeth, went to the toilet, and ran naked, back into his
room. After going to his dresser, he picked out a pair of white 1/2 knee-length
socks, and a pair of white underpants. His undies
were double-thick, and trimmed in red, including the y-front.
After grabbing a clean
pair of blue jeans and a light blue t-shirt, he turned towards the mirror on
the back of his bedroom door, and saw his own reflection. “Oh crap, the same
old me”, the 11-year-old said to himself. He was always paranoid about how his
body looked. Even to the point that he had no self-confidence. Being average
height for his age didn’t bother him at all. Neither did his thick blonde hair
or blue eyes. But everything else about his body did! He wasn’t thin at all,
--- but what most people would consider super-skinny! “Who would ever want me
for a friend? My pink body, my ribs sticking out, and no body
definition.” He was so skinny that he avoided some of the things he
loved, one of which was swimming. He loved everything about water --- lakes,
rivers, streams, waterfalls and even the beach. Also embarrassing to him was
playing basketball, especially since 1/2 the boys used shirts, and the other
1/2 had to show their naked chests. So his biggest fear was that anyone, and
everyone, would make fun of his bony little body. Actually, most people would
have agreed that Marek was extremely cute, since most
people thought he looked several years younger than he was.
Confirming his own
lack of self-confidence, he sat on the edge of his bed and got dressed, then
put on his low-cut black tennis shoes. Upon going downstairs and in to the
kitchen, his Mom, Joan Anderson welcomed him to breakfast. He always liked
scrambled eggs, bacon, toast and apple juice, but was never hungry that early
in the morning. He hated orange juice, thinking it tasted more like “orange
skins”, which quite often upset his stomach. After finishing his meal, he
thanked his Mom, and then cleaned off the table and washed his dishes. The
kitchen rules were always, whoever cooks, the “others” clean up after
themselves, and that included his Dad, Bud Anderson, as well. “Where’s Dad?” Marek asked his Mom. “He’s gone somewhere with Bob”, you
know he has Sundays and Mondays off”, she replied.
Bob and Penny Green
were both his Mom and Dad’s best friends, and they only lived about a
five-minute drive from their house. Penny was Mom’s closest friend all through
high school, and Mom and Penny both got married within a year of each other. Both
husbands made enough money at their jobs, so that both women were just happy to
be non-working housewives. It didn’t take very long for both husbands to
realize that their friendship, was just as strong as
the wives. The two men spent most of their free time fishing, camping, and
watching sports on television. Both couples also got together regularly to play
pinochle, and occasionally bridge.
The Green’s had two
children. Their oldest was their daughter Sarah, a 12-year-old with darker
blonde hair and blue eyes. The youngest was Paul. He was a thin little
8-year-old with fluffy brown hair and green eyes. Paul was also a bedwetter,
but also had occasional accidents in the day, and messed his pants a few times
a month, mostly if he got over-excited. Both Sarah and Paul were very well
behaved, as was Marek. Thinking to himself,
Marek realized his day would be spent upstairs in his
bedroom. The upstairs of the house was much smaller than the downstairs. The
upper floor only contained Marek’s bedroom, a guest
bedroom, and a smaller bath. Joan would clean house, watch soap-opera’s, and do
a lot of reading, mostly to relax. And when his Dad got home tonight, he would
probably watch Monday Night Football, possibly with his friend, Bob.
Walking into his
bedroom, Marek wondered what he would do for fun today? He had no brothers or sisters, so he would have to
create his own entertainment. He had his own television and VCR, but didn’t
like most daytime programs. Today, it would either be having fun re-sorting his
baseball card collection, or playing with his toys. He was never considered
very mature for his age, but this didn’t really bother him. His favorite toys
were his miniature army men, and his toy gas-station set up, which included a
lot of miniature automobiles and trucks. He also liked playing board-games, such
as Monopoly, Risk, and Parcheesi. Even though he spent a lot of time alone, he
could usually play the board games by himself, sometimes inventing a new game
as he went along. He took really good care of his baseball cards, and all of
his other toys, especially since his Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD) didn’t
let him “not” take care of his things. He also took very good care of his
clothes, and kept his bedroom super-clean and orderly.
Later in the day he
had lunch with his Mom. At about 4pm, he greeted his Dad, who returned home. Then
he had an early dinner with both parents. After Marek
and his Dad finished cleaning the table and dishes, his Mom went back to the
kitchen to bake a cake, and Marek and his Dad went to
watch the football game together in the living room. At about 7:30pm, and with
the Seattle Seahawks being slaughtered, Marek kissed
his Dad goodnight, and then went in the kitchen to say goodnight to his Mom. “Goodnight
Mom, I love you”, Marek said. His Mom leaned down,
and kissed him. “Do you want me to help you change for bed”, his Mom stated. “No,
you know I can do it by myself now, especially with the cloth pull-ups”, stated
Marek. His Mom replied, “well okay, but make sure
you’re in bed with lights out by 9pm”. “I will Mom”, and Marek
quickly ran upstairs, two steps at a time, to his bedroom.
Once back in his room,
he didn’t even bother to turn on the light. He took off his shoes and neatly
put them next to his dresser. He then slid his closet door open and deposited
his socks, undies, t-shirt and blue jeans in his
dirty-laundry basket. Now naked, he opened his bottom two drawers in his
dresser, and grabbed a pair of his thick cloth pull-ups. Next, pulled forth a
pair of blue and white, vertical-striped plastic pants. After returning to the
side of his bed, he stepped into his pull-up diaper, and firmly pulled it all
the way up. He unfolded his plastic pants, and then stepped into them,
stretching them over his knees, and then completely over his diaper. He made
sure the pull-up was completely on the inside of the plastic pants, and patted
both his front and back to take some of the air out of them. He then jumped on
his bed, got under the covers, and propped up his four pillows, two behind his
head, and one on each side of him. He grabbed his TV remote from his
night-stand and turned on the TV to very low audio, and then adjusted the TV’s
timer for 10pm. Marek always enjoyed falling asleep
with the TV on in the background. It was just after 8pm, and Marek was already sound asleep.
MAREK’S YOUNG LIFE
By Bobby Joe ([email protected]
Chapter 2 - Time With Paul
On Tuesday morning, Marek’s Mom told him that she and Penny were going to town,
to do some more Christmas shopping, and then have lunch together. By car, both
Mom and Marek arrived at the Green’s house about 10:am. Marek was left with Sarah and
Paul, and he was told to behave, as Sarah was now in charge of the two boys.
Mom and Penny said they would return about 2:pm, which
would give the kids about four hours alone, and enough time to play.
Sarah and Paul both
greeted Marek, once he stepped into their living
room. It was only about ten minutes, and then Sarah went upstairs to her room,
so that she could have some kind of girl-fun. Both Marek
and Paul had some small-talk, and decided they would turn on the Christmas tree
lights, and then they both laid down on the floor, to
look up at the Christmas lights. Marek suggested to
Paul, that they should look up into the tree lights, and pretend they were in
outer-space. Paul readily agreed, and they both started talking and laughing.
Paul said, “can we name the planets?” Marek replied, “that’s a good
idea, but maybe we should consider the red-lights to be hot planets, and the
blue-lights could be cold planets”. Paul thought this was a good idea and
added, “the green-lights could be forests, and the
yellow lights could be deserts.” They both agreed, and began using their
imaginations, using silly words to give names to the planets.
With both boys
giggling under the tree, Sarah came down the stairs and approached the two
boys. Sarah asked Paul, “do you need to be changed?”
Paul replied by slowly nodding his head up and down. Marek
then followed the sister and her brother upstairs to Paul’s bedroom. Marek sat on the floor and started playing with Paul’s
Lego-set, which was scattered in the center of the room. He looked up on Paul’s
bed as Sarah slowly pulled down Paul’s frosty-colored plastic pants. She tossed
them down on the floor, only a couple of feet, next to Marek.
As Sarah changed Paul’s diaper, Marek looked confused
at the plastic pants, and felt a little tingle in his body. After Sarah pinned
on Paul’s clean diaper, and put him in a clean pair of transparent dark blue
plastic pants, she sat Paul on the floor with Marek,
and she picked up Paul’s used diaper, and left the boys to play with their
toys, on the bedroom rug.
After about two hours
of having fun together with the Lego‘s, both Marek
and Paul slowly started to walk down the stairs to find something new to do.
Once in the living room, they both walked towards the Christmas tree. Marek couldn’t understand why he was so attracted to Paul’s
thick diaper and plastic pants? He had seen Paul wear them before, but only at
a distance, and was now wondering why he himself, was getting excited? He knew
that he had his own bedwettings at night, but thought
young Paul looked so cute in his diapers. Marek
finally broke the ice, and asked Paul, “how long have
you worn diapers?” Paul replied, “well, I wore them
when I was a baby, but started having accidents again when I started the third
grade.” Marek questioned Paul if he had to wear
diapers to school? Paul, just stated, “no, I only wear
diapers when I’m at home. When I go to school, I just wear four pairs of
underpants, with plastic pants on the outside, so that I don’t leak.” Marek just replied, “Oh!”
It wasn’t very long,
when Sarah came downstairs and shouted at the boys, “time for lunch guys”, and
to come into the kitchen. Marek walked into the
kitchen, and sat down on one of the long sides of the table. Paul followed him
and sat down on a chair, on the opposite side of the table. Marek
could hear the rustling of Paul’s plastic pants, as Paul finally sat down. Marek felt a little guilty, having so much fun with Paul,
and yet he was very aware of their age difference. He knew that he was very
immature, but so was Paul. He finally figured “what the heck, as long as we’re
both having fun together”.
After eating their ham
sandwich, and milk, Marek told Sarah, that he would
clean the table, and clear the dishes. Sarah said “thanks”, and told Paul that
she would change his diapers, when he asked her. Paul was enjoying the wet
feeling, and decided he wanted to wear his diapers, wet, for a little longer.
Sarah then left the kitchen and went back upstairs to her bedroom. Paul wanted
to help Marek with the dishes, but every time Paul
reached for something in the sink, the water dripped down his arms. Both boys
started laughing, and Marek told Paul to “let me
finish, you’re just a little too short.” Paul agreed, and after completing the
chore, both boys went back upstairs, to Paul’s bedroom.
A little later, while
playing with Lego’s, Paul started to squirm a bit, and Marek
asked him, “did you wet yourself?” Paul replied “just
a little, but I don’t need to be changed yet. This is the third time I’ve wet,
and I kind of enjoy it. I don’t know why? About an hour later, Sarah came into
the room and told Marek that his mother was here, and
that she was waiting for him downstairs. After Sarah left, Paul turned to Marek and told him, “you know,
your as much fun as my friend
That evening went by
quickly, and Marek soon found himself in bed. He
thought over and over again, why was this day was so exciting? He soon realized
that even though Sarah was very cute, there was something special about Paul.
He never thought much about sex before, but knew about masturbation. He
admitted to himself, that there was a little more to Paul, and finally realized
“it must be the diapers”. He thought again, and thought that both Sarah and
Paul were attractive, but the idea of Paul’s wearing diapers, kind of broke the
“tie.”
Marek
reached under his covers, and felt the outside of his plastic pants. He
immediately got a “stiffy”, and rubbed it until he
felt that “good feeling” reach a climax. He was smart enough to realize, that
maybe a year later, the feeling would be so much better. He finally fell
asleep, but woke up again about midnight. He had wet himself again! He didn’t
feel guilty, but went to his bathroom, pulled down his plastic pants and cloth
pull-up diaper, and pee’d more, while sitting on the
toilet. Poor Marek, he was so confused about why
“diaper’s were special”, and why they felt so good? Eventually, he returned to
bed, and instantly fell asleep for the rest of the night.
Chapter 3 - Trip Downtown
It was now 8:30am
Wednesday morning, December 21st. Marek’s
Mom knocked on his bedroom door. There was no reply, and she knocked harder. Still
no reply, and she slowly opened the door, and looked
inside. Marek was still sound
asleep. She walked over to his double bed and gently nudged his shoulder. All Marek did was grunt. She kissed his forehead, shook him
harder, and he started to awake. She whispered into his ear, “Marek, you have to wake up, didn’t you set your alarm clock
last night?” Marek slowly let out the words “I fell
asleep early last night, I must have forgot.” Mom
replied, “well, you better get up, breakfast is
already over, and your father got called into work.” “Okay Mom” Marek said, and pushed back his blanket, and sat on the
edge of his bed. Mom looked at him and noticed he had a tent-stiffy under his diaper and plastic pants. “Well,
boys-will-be boys” she thought, and left to go downstairs to the kitchen.
When Marek was finally dressed and in the kitchen, he asked his
Mom if he could just have Rice Krispies and apple
juice? She agreed and got him his cereal and juice. He finished his breakfast
and cleaned up the kitchen. Just as he had finished, the phone rang. His Mom
said “you’ve got someone named Lucas calling you. Who is he?” “It must be the
guy I have lunch with at school” he replied. Marek
took the phone and said “Hello?” “It’s me, Lucas Morrow, you know, we eat lunch
at the same table, and have Math together, right?” “Yeah”, said Marek, “what do you want?” Lucas then stated “I was bored,
and thought we could get together today and have some fun. My Dad and I can
even come and get you.” “Well, I don’t know, I can ask my Mom, can you hold
on?” “Sure” answered Lucas, “I’ll wait”. “Mom? Lucas
wants to know if I can go over to his house?” “Do you
want to?” his Mom responded. “Kind of, I guess? Lucas said he and his Dad would
come get me?” Mom looked at Marek and said, “you do need to make more friends your own age, I think it
would be good for you.” “Is it okay then?” Marek
said. “Sure, why not? But have Lucas and his Dad come inside first so I can
meet them.” “Thanks“, Marek said. “Okay Lucas, it’s
okay, but Mom wants to meet you and your Dad first, so knock on the door.” “Great”,
stated Lucas, “we’ll be there about 10am, okay?” Marek
said “good, see you then, bye.”
At 9:55am there was a
firm knock on the door. Joan looked through the peep-hole, and then opened the
door. “Hello, I’m Phillip Morrow, and this is my son Lucas Morrow. He’s 11
years-old and in the 6th grade, with Marek
at middle school.” Mom looked at the handsome man, and then at his son. Lucas
was slender, with medium-length brown hair and brown eyes, with tan-looking
skin, not so pink like Marek. “Hello Lucas, how are
you? And nice to meet you Mr. Morrow.” “Likewise”,
said Phillip Morrow. “I am separated from my my wife,
and I have another son named Marcus, Lucas’ older brother, and he’s 13, and in
the 8th grade. I have had custody of both boys for the last 5
years.” Mom then explained to Mr. Morrow, about her family. They then exchanged
addresses and telephone numbers, said goodbye, and in a short amount of time,
both boys arrived at Mr. Morrow’s home. Lucas’ Dad had a date with a
girlfriend, and let his Son and Marek off in front of
their house. The boys went inside the fairly large, brick, one-story house. Lucas
led Marek down the right-side hallway, past the
bathroom, and to his bedroom, on the back side of the house. “So this is your
bedroom”, Marek said, “pretty cool. And you have your
own color TV too.” “Yeah” said Lucas, “I also have my own cable box, and VCR!” “I
asked my parents if I could have a DVD player for Christmas, but I doubt I’ll
get one” said Marek.
The two boys really
had a good time together. Lucas watched intently as Marek
really liked playing with his cars. They were about 4” long, and made out of
metal, designed exactly like the real cars, and painted in their natural
colors. To Lucas, these were just a fun collection that his Dad had been buying
for him through the years. But Marek actually played
with them on the carpet, actually driving them on an imaginary road, just like
a younger child. Lucas thought this was really immature, but was charmed by Marek’s behavior at the same time. He also seemed to find Marek friendly, sincere, and quite attractive. Marek’s Mom called about 5:00pm. After picking Marek up and going home, Lucas’ older brother, Marcus came
into Lucas’ room and asked who the “little baby” was? Lucas looked back at his
brother questioningly, and said “he seems like a very nice guy.” Marcus just
replied, “yeah, if you like playing with little kids?”
Thursday morning Marek didn’t wake up again. His Mom went into his bedroom,
and woke him up, just like she did the day before. “Get up and take a quick
shower Marek, then come down and have a quick bowl of
cereal. It’s 9am now, and you have to be ready for Penny, to take you and Paul
grocery shopping. You boys will then both be getting a haircut, while I do my
last-minute Christmas shopping. Your Dad has to work again today, but he’ll
have Friday through Monday off.” She kissed Marek on
the forehead, and rushed downstairs to clean up the kitchen herself, and get Marek’s breakfast ready.
Exactly on time, Penny
got to the
Penny said “haircuts
first boys”, as she pulled into the shopping center, “and while your getting that done, I can get a little more of my
shopping done.” Penny parked the car, and walked the boys to Haircuts-4-Us. She
gave the money and tip to Marek, with a note telling
the stylist “haircuts for both boys as usual”, and she went on her way.
Both boys walked into
the shop, and Muriel greeted the boys. Marek handed
the stylist both the money and the note from Penny. Muriel just smiled and said
“who’s first?” Neither boy said anything, so she said “okay then, the little
one first. Isn’t your name Paul?” “Yes”, Paul replied. She then helped him into
his seat, got him ready, and began the haircut. Marek
was a little bored, and when he looked up, he saw Paul really smiling big at
him. Paul was grinning so much at Marek, that Marek could clearly see Paul’s teeth. While Muriel turned
around to get some things, Paul said “that’s Marek,
he’s my new friend?” Muriel looked at Marek and smiled,
as the older boy slightly blushed. In another ten minutes, Paul’s haircut was
finished. It was now Marek’s turn to sit in the
chair, getting his haircut, and again he noticed Paul was now smiling up at
him. Marek found this a little odd, but really enjoyed
Paul’s friendly attitude.
After Marek’s haircut was completed, he got out of the chair, and
looked into the mirror. As Muriel was dusting off his loose hair from around
his neck, Marek started blushing, and got really
embarrassed. Right next to him in the mirror, was a smiling Paul. Marek’s reflection showed what looked like two 8-year-old
boys, one taller with blonde hair, and the other shorter with brown hair. What
startled Marek the most was the bowl-head, mop-head
haircut that they both had! Marek truly enjoyed his
friendship with Paul, but he didn’t want to look even younger than he already
did. Now he looked like the “real” little boy that Paul was. After gathering
his composure as much as he could, with his head hanging down, he saw Penny
rushing towards the door. As they walked out of the shop, Penny showed up and
said “don’t you both look so cute?”
For the first time, Marek actually felt like giving Paul a slap. Not that he
would do it of course, as it wasn’t Paul’s fault. He should have been paying
more attention in Haircuts-4-Us. After completing her grocery shopping, with
both boys in tow, groceries in the trunk, Penny headed for home.
Chapter 4 - Learning About
It is now 12:30pm as
both boys enter the Green’s home, as the shopping trip has been completed. Penny
went to wrap Christmas presents, and after giving both Marek
and Paul a Coca-Cola and potato salad, the two boys were left to do whatever
they wanted. After entering Paul’s upstairs room, both boys sat on the edge of
Paul’s bed. Paul removed his yellow t-shirt and blue jeans, shoes and socks. He
then looked at Marek and said “last one down to the
Christmas tree is a butt-head.” Marek did follow, but
a little less enthusiastic. With both boys under the tree, looking up, Paul
continued the same conversation both boys had started two days ago. After they
had named all the colored lights with planet-names, Paul was ready to name the
Christmas balls and tinsel. This was going too fast for Marek,
and he pressed his fingers against Paul’s lips. “Calm down, let’s not get ahead
of ourselves”, replied Marek. “Just relax a little
bit.” Paul just agreed by nodding his head.
With Paul now relaxed
a bit, he turned to Marek and said, “you know, I really don’t have daytime wetting accidents? I
do it on purpose, just so Mom and Sarah will change me.” Marek
was not surprised at this, as he looked over at Paul, who was just wearing his
puffed-out yellow plastic pants over his thick diaper. This got Marek’s curiosity up, so he said, “well
if that’s true, why don’t you wet your diapers now?” Paul reached over, grabbed
Marek’s hand, and placed it on the top of his
diapers. He let out a stream of pee that Marek
couldn’t ignore. Not only did Marek feel the warmth,
but he could actually hear Paul’s “hissing” diaper. He could also feel it
rising, as Paul’s accident was pushing out, in his diapers. Marek
was now very excited, but wasn’t sure if he should tell this to Paul. Then, out
of nowhere, Paul reached over and kissed Marek on the
cheek. “Why don’t you pee too, Marek?” Marek said, “I think that would be fun, but I’m not wearing
a diaper.”
Paul then grabbed Marek by the hand, as both boys stood up. He then dragged Marek upstairs to his bedroom. Marek’s
mind was now stirring, and he wanted Paul to coax him into doing this, but not
wanting Paul to know about his own excitement with wetting. Before Marek could do anything, Paul was already undoing Marek’s belt and buttons on his blue jeans. Marek was blushing, but let Paul complete his task, as his
blue jeans and underpants were suddenly yanked down, around his ankles. Marek kicked off his shoes, blue jeans, and white undies, and finding himself standing in front of Paul, who
was on his knees, just wearing nothing but socks, and a growing boner! “Wow”, was
all Paul could say. “your thingy is so big! It’s even
bigger than
Paul said, “let me get you a diaper”, and ran to his dresser. “Do you
want a disposable, or a cloth pull-up? Cause I don’t
know how to use safety-pins?” Marek, still blushing
with embarrassment, replied, “whatever will work?” Paul
ran back to Marek holding both a cloth pull-up, and a
pink pair of plastic pants. Marek said, “I’m not a
sissy, and won’t wear pink plastic pants!” Paul just replied, “they’re not just for girls, I like all colors. Mom got them
for me in two packages. One was white, blue, and yellow, and the other was in
white, pink, and yellow. So boys can wear them too. I wear them all the time!“ Paul then told Marek, “don’t
worry about the color, I think it‘s fun to wear them in different colors, and I
only like boys, just like you do!”
Marek
decided not to argue with Paul, and pulled the cloth pull-up on himself, and
made sure it was firmly in place. It was a little tight, but would serve it’s purpose. Marek lifted his
feet, one at a time, and Paul pulled the plastic pants securely over Marek’s waist. Paul then exclaimed, “now
sit down and pee in them!” As Marek had to go anyway,
he quickly complied, enjoying it completely. Paul put both hands on the top of Marek’s plastic pants, and enjoyed watching and feeling the
same thing that Marek did with him, under the
Christmas tree. As the diaper and plastic-pants were smaller, in Paul’s size, Marek could feel the tightness, and really enjoyed the
feeling. He still felt a little guilty, because he only had accidents at night.
Paul told Marek not to worry, because either his Mom, or sister Sarah would change them both soon. Marek was not ready for this, as he was only changed by his
own Mom. Marek thought to himself, “what would it be like for someone else to change me,
especially during the daytime? Wouldn’t Penny tell his Mom that he pee’d during the day?” Anyway, it was too late now, and he
would have to do something. Paul ran out his bedroom door, and yelled, “Mom”! Before
Marek could realize what was happening, Penny walked
into Paul’s bedroom. “What do you want Paul?” Paul told his mother that they
needed to be changed. Penny looked down at Marek, and
saw him in diapers too. “Do both of you need to be changed?” “Yes”, replied
Paul. Marek was worried about what his mother would
think? But before he could think further, he saw Sarah walk into the room, and
stand to the side of Penny.
To Be Continued ……..