MICHAEL SPENDS THE NIGHT
By Derek
Part 1

	I woke up really early this morning and couldn't figure 
out why. There was something I forgot and it was bugging me. 
Usually I sleep late on Saturdays because my parents let me 
stay up as late as I want on Fridays. I finally gave up 
trying to remember what it was and climbed out of bed. My 
diaper was wet as usual but it wasn't soaked and still felt 
warm so I decided to leave it on for a while longer. I 
walked downstairs to the kitchen and as I passed by the 
family room I could see Nathan lying in front of the TV 
watching cartoons. I could also smell him. As soon as he 
heard me he turned his head and said "Derek could you help 
me change?" I thought about telling him to wake up mom but I 
felt guilty cause I knew she was really tired, and besides 
its not like I never changed a poopy diaper before. I came 
into the family room and said "Yeah I'll help you change 
buddy, why didn't you wake me up and ask me?"
"I knew you would be up pretty soon to get ready for 
Michael, so I though I would just wait" Nathan said.
	Suddenly I remembered what had been nagging me. My best 
friend Peter was coming over to spend the night and I was 
finally going to tell him about my problem. In case you 
haven't figured it out by now I'm a bedwetter. When I was 4 
years old it was just mildly annoying but now I'm 12 and 
wearing diapers to bed every night really limits your social 
life. Nobody, and I mean nobody besides my family knows and 
I had planned to keep it that way until Michael came to 
spend the night about 3 weeks ago.
	I should tell you that personally I love wearing 
diapers. I love it when my mom or dad helps me get ready for 
bed after I take a bath by laying me down on the bed, 
rubbing Vaseline on my sensitive areas, and securely taping 
the Huggies diaper in place. I love it when my mom or dad 
kisses the bottoms of my feet when they pick up my legs to 
slide the diaper under my bum. I love the way they will rub 
my forehead and tummy and talk really softly to mellow me 
out before bed. But mostly, I love waking up in a warm dry 
bed and not feeling like a total loser because I wet my bed 
like a baby. My parents have always been very understanding 
and never forced me to wear diapers, and when I asked them 
if I could they never made me feel weird or sick they just 
love my brother and me unconditionally.
	Speaking of my brother, I was standing looking down at 
him in the living room and realizing that if it wasn't for 
him I would never have been brave enough to even think of 
telling Michael my secret.
My brother Nathan is almost 3 years younger than me but has 
10 times the confidence. He wets the bed at night too but he 
doesn't try to keep it a secret from anyone. I even heard 
him talking in the cafeteria at school to one of his friends 
about how he peed so much one night it leaked out of his 
diaper and all over the bed. The funny thing is I have never 
heard anyone tease him about it either. He has tons of 
friends, plays baseball and soccer, and is one of the nicest 
people in the whole world. In case you can't tell I love 
Nathan more than anyone in the whole world.
	I went to the laundry room and grabbed the changing 
pad, the wipes, and a fresh diaper. Nathan and I are kind of 
small so we wear Huggies 6 (they are actually a little big 
for him) and my parents buy them by the case so they are 
stored all over the house (except in my room). I walked back 
into the living room and lied the pad down next to Nathan. 
He rolled over from his tummy onto his back until he was 
right on the pad. The front of his diaper was very squishy 
and bulged out cause of the diaper doublers but it hadn't 
leaked anywhere as far as I could see. I took a deep breath 
and held it and untapped the diaper expecting a huge mess to 
clean up but even though he was very smelly there was only a 
little poop squished into the diaper.
I cleaned him very carefully around his penis and under his 
scrotum and in the creases and rolled up the diaper and 
taped it closed. I asked him if he wanted another diaper or 
if he was wearing underwear today and he said "I want a 
diaper until it's time to go to the store" So I told him to 
lift up, and I slid the diaper under his bum. My mom does 
some kind of trick where she folds the front of the diaper 
on itself so it fits Nathan better but I don't have the hang 
of it so I just pulled it on and taped it up tight and the 
front edge ended up covering up his belly button but he 
didn't mind. Nathan said "thanks Derek" and rolled back onto 
his tummy to watch cartoons. I wanted to talk to him about 
Michael but when he watches TV you actually have to stand 
between him and the screen or he can't hear you so I grabbed 
his dirty diaper and went back upstairs to change.
	I went into the bathroom that Nathan and I share and 
took off my wet diaper, rolled it up, and put it in the 
Diaper Genie then I did the same thing with Nathan's diaper. 
If you didn't know what it was you would think it was just a 
trash can but it works a lot better to keep the smells down. 
I climbed into the shower washed up real quick and went back 
to my room to get dressed and try and figure out what to do 
about Michael. Everytime that me or Michael spent the night 
over at each others house, we did pretty much the same 
things like playing video games, playing outside with remote 
control cars, and watching movies.
I have never actually slept at Michael's house and I have 
never slept when he stayed over here (An old bedwetters 
trick) but the last time Michael spent the night, things 
were different.
	Michael's mom dropped him off as usual about noon that 
day and came in to have coffee with my mom an talk about 
mother stuff. Me and Nathan were in the living room on the 
couch playing Jet Moto and as soon as Michael came in I told 
Nathan I quit and took Michael upstairs to my room to put 
his stuff away and figure out what we were going to do. 
About 10 minutes later Nathan knocked on my door and asked 
if he could hang out with us. I told him we were talking 
about private stuff (I lied) and that when we were done I 
would come and tell him. Michael has a little sister who can 
be very annoying and I thought he would get tired of Nathan 
following us around all day. We talked for about an hour and 
went downstairs to get something to eat. I didn't see Nathan 
so I asked my mom where he was and she said "he wasn't 
feeling very good so he's up my room laying down. I felt 
kind of guilty about lying to him so I went upstairs to see 
if he was OK and to make myself feel better. We walked into 
my parent's room and Nathan was propped up on pillows in the 
center of the bed wearing a diaper, socks, and a T-shirt 
(his favorite outfit) And holding a big plastic bowl (for 
puking)
	I was kind of surprised to see him dressed that way, 
even though he's not embarrassed about wearing diapers or 
people seeing him in diapers, he doesn't go out of his way 
to be obvious about it. I knew that Michael knew Nathan wore 
diapers for bedwetting and sometimes during the day if he 
felt like it but I don't think he had ever seen him up close 
with just a diaper on. I asked Nathan if he was okay and he 
said " Yeah I guess so" in this pitiful voice. (guilt, 
guilt) I thought about promising to spend time with him 
later and all of a sudden Michael says " Why don't you come 
and lay down in Derek's room and we can watch you and take 
care of you?" I was really surprised and grateful that 
Michael was being so nice and so I told Nathan "Yeah, come 
on we can watch a movie in my room."

Part 2

	Nathan got up and followed me and Michael back to my 
room and crawled onto my bed with his bowl I asked Michael 
what movie he wanted to watch but he said "let Nathan pick 
since he doesn't feel good".
	Nathan wanted to watch Temple of Doom so I went 
downstairs to get the tape. When I came back Michael was 
sitting next to Nathan and feeling his forehead and as I 
walked in the room he asked Nathan if he was having diarrhea 
or if he just felt sick to his stomach. Nathan said "I just 
feel pukey" in this pitiful voice and Michael said "Don't 
worry, me and Derek will take care of you". I was really 
surprised that Michael was being so nice but I didn't' think 
there was anything suspicious about it then.
	I put the tape in the VCR and crawled in bed on the 
other side of Nathan and he snuggled up against me.
I hugged him a little cause I felt sorry for being mean to 
him earlier and I wanted him to know it.
Michael was having trouble getting comfortable and kept 
wiggling around and rearranging the pillows
(I have a big bed but with three people it was pretty 
crowded) I asked Nathan if he would lay on his tummy at the 
other end of the bed to make more room so he did. So there 
we were lying on my bed watching a movie with Nathan cute 
little diapered butt right in front of us. I have seen 
Nathan in diapers my whole life so its no big deal to me, 
but every time I glanced over at Michael he was staring at 
Nathan instead of watching the movie. After a while my mom 
came in to see how we were doing and told Nathan he should 
go back to her room and leave me and Michael alone. Before I 
could say anything, Michael said "it's okay if he stay here, 
we don't mind. We're baby-sitting him cuz he doesn't feel 
good. We will take good care of him won't we Derek? I said 
"He's okay Mom". My mom said she was going to work in the 
garden so please don't destroy the house. By now I was 
wondering if aliens were inhabiting Michael's body cause 
even though he is a good friend to me, I have never seen him 
be nice to a little kid. When the movie ended Nathan said 
"Derek can you help me?" I knew that meant he need help to 
change his wet diaper so I got up and followed him to his 
room and Michael came too. I stopped him at Nathan's door 
and told him that I would be right out and he looked pretty 
disappointed. Suddenly it hit me, Michael was really excited 
by seeing Nathan in his diaper. I closed the door and got a 
dry diaper and the wipes from Nathan's closet and changed 
his wet diaper. I didn't tell Nathan what I thought about 
Michael cause I didn't know if it would make him feel weird 
and I wasn't really sure.
	I went back to my room after throwing away the wet 
diaper and Nathan went to look for my Mom out in the back 
yard. When I got back to my room I could tell that Michael 
was upset. He said "If you don't want me to hang around you, 
just tell me and I'll go home". I said " What are you 
talking about? Of course I want to hang out with you today, 
that's why I invited you to spend the night." "Why did you 
go off with Nathan and not let me go then? I explained that 
I was helping Nathan change out of his wet diaper and he 
wasn't comfortable with Michael seeing him naked. "Oh, I 
thought you guys were just gonna ignore me like we did to 
Nathan earlier." Do you always change Nathan?" "No" I said 
"Usually my mom will put his diaper on, and he takes it off 
himself, he just not very good at putting it on tight 
enough."
	"Do you ever have to change poopy diapers" Michael 
asked. "Yeah", I said "sometimes if my mom or dad is busy 
they ask me to help." "Yuck" said Michael " Is it really 
gross?" "Well it smells pretty bad sometimes, but he is my 
little brother so I just try to ignore it." "Man, I would 
probably puke" said Michael. I tried to change the subject 
by suggesting we go play video games but he asked me 
questions about Nathan and his diapers all the rest of that 
day. We allowed Nathan to hang out with us whenever we were 
in the house and Michael never got tired of having him 
around.
	That night we talked about stuff an watched movies all 
night long and gradually Michael's questions about Nathan 
and his diapers were less and less but I could tell he was 
still very interested. The next day after Michael went home 
I put on a diaper of my own and crawled into bed for a nap 
cause I was very tired. While I was asleep I had a dream 
that Michael and Nathan and I were in the living room 
playing Jet Moto and we were all wearing diapers and nobody 
cared. When I woke up I decided that I was going to invite 
Michael over again only this time, I was going to tell him 
that I wear diapers too, and I was going to let him wear one 
too. I talked to my mom about the whole weekend and what I 
thought about Michael, and she said " It sounds like you 
might be right, but Michael doesn't wet the bed so he might 
not be as receptive to the idea of wearing diapers as you 
think, and I know you are worried about everyone ar your 
school finding out about your diapers, so before you do 
anything I want you to think really hard about what the 
worst case scenario could be before you do anything". (My 
mom is the smartest person I know)
	After thinking a lot about what good things could 
happen and what bad things could happen, I decided that I 
would invite Michael to spend the night again, only this 
time I was going to tell him everything, and I was going to 
offer him a diaper too.
	That's why I woke up so early today. The closer I was 
getting to telling Michael everything, the more nervous I 
was getting. What if he laughs at me? What if he doesn't 
want to be my friend anymore? What if he tells everyone in 
school? It was driving me crazy.
	After I was dressed I went back downstairs to have 
breakfast. By this time my mom was awake and making coffee. 
She kissed me good morning and asked why I was up so early 
on Saturday.
"Michael's spending the night tonight, remember?" I said. 
"Oh, it's the big day isn't it". she said
"Well honey, what ever you decide to do, is OK." "Bedwetting 
is never something you should be ashamed of, it's like 
learning to ride a bike, it just takes some kids longer than 
others" (I told you she was smart)

TO BE CONTINUED