MR. LENNY'S DELIGHT

Name List:

Mr. Lenny... Tom... Unmarried. Owns duplex. Loves children.

Clara. Asian mother of Benji. Unmarried. Moves into Duplex. 
Allows Benji to wear diapers as long as he wants to us 
them. In love with Tom.

Benji. 8 year old when Tom first meets him. Clara's son. 
Makes Tom his father figure. Wears Diapers because he wets 
without control. Does not poop diaper unless under stress.

David Meyers. Age 9. Has a younger sister. Friend of Benji. 
Meets with Benji when both are 9 years old. David wears 
diapers most his life because of a bladder problem. He may 
out grow this problem but he will still want to wear 
diapers just for the fun of it.

Bobby Jones age 10 when first enters the story. Bobby is a 
strange boy. Like Benji has no bothers nor sisters. His 
parents pay him little attention. His father is ashamed of 
having a older son still in diapers. Mother thinks her son 
is `cute' and shows him off to some of her even stranger 
friends. Bobby Jones has two sisters ages 14 and 16. These 
sisters really care for their little brother and with the 
help of their mother they use him to learn about boys. 
Bobby has been `used' most of his life in one way or 
another. Through the wearing of diapers and been pampered 
by his mother and sisters, Bobby has developed a strong 
fetish to the diaper giving him strong sexual feelings when 
he observes other boys wearing them. For Bobby, diaper-
wearing and sex arousal are the same. He is confused about 
himself and has very few friends his own age. Bobby hangs 
out with younger boys and is overjoyed with boys that have 
a diaper need.

IMPORTANT: Although Bobby is aroused sexually by the sight 
of diapers, especially on boys, he is very silent careful 
and silent about this part of his personality. Although he 
does romp around with the younger boys and enjoys the 
sexual feelings this will generate, he very seldom makes 
any sexual advances toward other boys who he is very 
interested in. This is one of his secrets he keeps to 
himself just as he keeps what goes on at home between his 
sisters and him.

Introduction

	This story involves a middle aged retiree, a 26 year 
old woman and her 8 year old son.
	Our story begins one Spring Day a few years ago near a 
small town in the West. Tom and his wife had purchased a 
duplex near the edge of town, planning to use one side to 
live in and the other to subsidize their retirement income.
	It would seem Mr. Lenny had every thing planned and 
under control, then, his wife suddenly died after a short 
illness. This loss left Mr. Lenny a broken and saddened 
man. He wanted to just give up and die himself.
	This is a story of a little preteen boy who learns 
about life and love from a lonely retiree. It's about 
problems that are best solved through sharing between three 
lonely people who's ages seem too far apart. Mr. Lenny, the 
mother and son prove that age gaps have nothing to do with 
love that binds with cords of kindness and genuine caring.
	This story is about an eight year old boy that has 
daytime wetting problems that he has not been able to 
control, a mother that understands and gives her son all 
the protection he needs to protect him from comments from 
unthinking critics.
	If the reader thinks that love, kindness, helpfulness 
and joy are somehow connected to evil intent then they will 
not want to read this story. Nothing will be found here 
that would make this story sexually arousing. It is about a 
boy with special needs, a man with special needs and a 
woman with her special needs..... is much like all of us. 
These three are very blessed.... they found each other!
	As our story starts we find Tom in a depressed mood, 
ready to give up. He has been hurting inside ever since his 
wife died. Soon something would happen that would change 
his life forever.
	Tom received a long distance phone call.
	"Hello, Tom here......"
	The voice from the other end of the line had traveled 
all the way from the East Coast in answer to his ad 
recently posted on the net. "Mr. Lenny, I just got a job in 
your area I am most interested in renting the duplex, is it 
still available?"
	"Yes.... it is!" Tom answered.
	This is where our story starts...... Hope you enjoy 
it.


MR. LENNY'S DELIGHT

Tom the Landlord -- Part 1

	Mr. Lenny just drove into his driveway after spending 
the morning shopping for groceries downtown. Alone, as he 
had been for the past few years since his wife died, Tom 
makes his way up the steps setting the box of groceries 
down long enough to get the key turned in the lock.
	"Hi Mr. Lenny," came a voice from the street. It was 
the paper boy making his afternoon deliveries. "OH hi, 
Bobby, how's your Grandma today?" Tom asked.
	"She's doing lot better now with the new medicine, Mr. 
Lenny, thanks for asking, bye now!"
	Bobby got off his bike just to hand deliver the paper 
to Tom.
	Tom had became a friend to all the neighborhood kids. 
He would have some good word to give all of them. Most of 
them only knew him as Mr. Lenny the nice old man that lived 
in the duplex.
	Tom was a lover of people, dogs and most of all 
children which he says are God's greatest creation.
	He has known Bobby the paper boy's family for years. 
He chuckled to himself as he picked up the box of groceries 
and stepped into his side of the duplex, "I had even 
changed his diapers...... My land, how fast they grow up!"
	Tom just sat the box on the kitchen table when the 
phone rang. "Hello, Tom here." The voice on the other side 
asked, "Mr. Lenny, my name is Clara, I'm am calling in 
answer to your advertisement on the net, I now live in 
Vermont. I am interested in your duplex rental because I 
have a job in your town and this sounds like the best way 
for me to have a place to live. Is it still available?"
	"Yes, it is, Clara. It has one bedroom, a bath, a 
handy kitchen, small dining room and nice living room. 
There is even a mud room as you come in from the back deck. 
Is there anyone besides yourself?"
	"I am single but do have a son, I do hope children are 
accepted?" Clara waited for an answer. She had been turned 
down before.
	"Of course he's welcomed, how old is you son?" Tom's 
heart raced when he head she had a son.
	"He a good boy, minds very will....... he's 8 almost 8 
and a half." She was waiting for Tom to answer.
	"I don't mind having children among my renters, 
however, there is only one bedroom on that side of the 
house." Tom was wanting the deal go through.
	"Clara, my side has two bedrooms and I am alone...... 
if you need the extra room I would be willing to move into 
the other side and give you this two-bedroom apartment." 
Tom did not want to scare her off and after all, it was 
just as good for him.
	"Tom, can I call you Tom?"
	"Sure you can, Clara!"
	"Tom, my son and I have been living in a very small 
apartment with only one bedroom since he was a baby. We can 
get along just OK. We would not want to upset your 
living..... I am so glad to have found your place, we need 
it so bad," Clara pleaded.
	"How soon do you expect to move out West?" "We are 
already packed, just say the rental is ours and we will be 
on our way!"
	Tom heart had slowed down to normal by now, but the 
thought of having them within the next few days delighted 
him. He not only needed the extra income but the idea of 
having someone so close and in the same house would make 
him less lonely. Having a little boy to play in his back 
yard pleased him very much.
	"Good, I'll be seeing you in how many days? I want to 
be here when you arrive." Tom held the phone closer to his 
ear.
	"We will fly out and our few things will come later. 
So count on us being there in, say, the next three days." 
Clara was so excited.
	"What are you going to do for a bed and things before 
yours arrive, I have only one folding cot but you can use 
it," Tom offered.
	"That's nice of you, Tom..... But I plan to buy a new 
bed and other heavy furniture when I get there to save 
shipping cost. My landlord here has already bought our 
heavy things. We plan to use our sleeping bags for the next 
few nights."
	"Good idea, OK I will be looking forward to seeing 
you. By the way, what work do you do, do you have any 
friends or relatives here?" Tom waited for an answer.
	"No, neither, I really need to get away from them 
anyway. I was raised on the West Coast many years ago. I 
just loved it there. My work, well, let's say I am a 
Computer nut....ha! ha!...... I will be working for Ace 
Chip Corporation." Clara announced proudly.
	"Great place to work, I'd say, A.C.C. has a good 
reputation here..... Well, I'll see you in a few days," Tom 
replied.
	"Thank you, I know we will get alone really well, my 
boy keeps to himself and will be no problem to you... 
Thanks again, Tom!"
	"Not to worry about you little boy, you will be living 
in a secluded area, the house has a large back yard with a 
swing set and sand box, just the perfect place for the 
boy..... and as for him being a bother to me.... I can 
ensure you he will be no bother to me." Tom could not be 
happier. He had bought that swing set after he had the 
duplex built hoping some child would be using it.
	Tom said, "Goodbye..... have a safe trip."
	"Goodbye, see you soon." Clara hung up the phone.
	After hanging up his phone, Tom let out a yell of joy, 
he really needed that extra income, this was more then he 
had hoped for. When he entered that ad on the net he had 
thought it may be a waste of time, but now he was very glad 
he did.

New Beginnings -- Part 2

	The next few days passed by rather quickly as Mr. 
Lenny got the apartment ready for Clara and her boy. He 
even put in another cot he had gotten form a neighbor just 
in case she could not get beds that first night or two.
	That evening as he sat on the back deck rocking in his 
favorite rocker, Tom visualized the boy swing happily on 
the new swing set.
	"I wonder what they will be like?" Tom let his 
imagination run away with itself. "She sounded very nice on 
the phone. And the boy, what would he be like." Tom thought 
back to the time he and his wife adopted his own little 
boy. Jerry was eight years old when they first saw him. 
Time has a way of changing things. His boy now lives in 
Alaska with his own wife and three young kids. Jerry hardly 
ever gets back home for a visit.
	Tom thought of how wonderful it would be to hear the 
laughter and chatter of a small boy again.
	Tom's wife and he could not have children of their 
own, however; they both wanted children so badly. For a 
moment he wished his wife was still here to share this with 
him. He missed her so much. A tear formed in the corner of 
his eye. Then with a sigh, Tom headed for his bedroom and 
to bed, tomorrow will be another day.
	The next few days passed uneventful while Tom prepared 
for Clara's arrival.
	Tom woke up that morning bright and cheery. His 
bedroom began to flood with light as the sun began to break 
over the horizon. Tom got dressed then fixed himself some 
breakfast of egg on toast. Sipping at his coffee he 
wondered if this would be the day.... when suddenly the 
phone rang.
	"Tom here."
	"Hello Mr. Lenny!" It was Clara's voice.
	Tom's heart began to race. "Hi, Clara, where are you?"
	"We're at the airport in Stansville. We should be 
there in about a couple of hours. We missed the first bus 
by only a few minutes. The other bus will leave in an hour 
and half. They told us you are only half an hour's drive 
away." Clara said.
	"Don't take that bus, Clara, I am ready and will drive 
over and pick you up. That will save you time. I bet your 
anxious to get settled here." Tom waited for her answer.
	"I don't want to bother you, you must have other 
things to do..... But it would be nice to get out of here." 
Clara laughed, "Benji, my son, is getting restless."
	"I will be there before you know it. Where will I find 
you and Benji?"
	"We are at gate 3. I can see the parking lot from 
here."
	"OK! I will pull into parking lot number 3, see you 
soon." Tom hardly put the phone away before he was out the 
door running towards the car.
	There was not much traffic on the freeway so Tom made 
very good time. Arriving at the airport in Stansville, Tom 
began looking towards the exit gate. When he spotted a 
woman with a small boy his heart leaped within him. He had 
no idea what she would look like but had figured she must 
be at least 35 years old. But this woman was much younger 
so he looked around the site but saw no one else with a 
small boy. He did not think to ask about her race. Those 
things never seemed to matter to Tom very much. He reasoned 
that people were people and race did not matter to him that 
much. He could tell she was Asian descent. As he walked 
closer he could see she was quite a beautiful young woman 
somewhere in her late twenties.
	Clara was watching the car lot to see who came and 
went hoping to spot Mr. Lenny. This man was walking toward 
her, could it be he, she thought. Benji was running around 
his mother's feet nearly tripping over the luggage. "Be 
careful, son, you almost tripped." Benji turned toward the 
man that was now in talking distance.
	"Hi, I'm Tom are you.....?"
	"Yes... and your Mr. Lenny?"
	"Clara?" Tom smiled.
	"Yes" Clara extended her hand in friendship.
	Tom took a hold of her small hand shaking it mildly as 
they exchanged a few more words of welcome. This was the 
first time Tom had held a woman's hand since his wife 
passed away. How good it felt. He held her hand a little 
longer, savoring the gentle aroma of sweet perfume, 
something he had not smelled for the last few years.
	Bending down, Tom now extended his hand to the boy who 
politely returned the custom. The child's face beamed like 
that of an angel.
	"So you're Benji...... Hi!" Tom gently shook his hand.
	"That's my car over there, the light blue one." Tom 
pointed towards the parking lot. "Are these all your bags?"
	"Yes, I hope you have room for them." Clara lifted the 
two smaller ones.
	The three made their way towards the car with all the 
suitcases and bags they could carry. Benji pulled a small 
one on rollers.
	Pulling out of the parking lot, Tom began to converse 
with his new friends. "How was the trip?"
	"Wonderful, thank you. It was a good day to fly," 
Clara answered.
	"And how about you son, are you glad to be here?" Tom 
looked into the rear view mirror at the wide-eyed little 
boy.
	"It's OK! but I miss Kenny.... He's my bestest 
friend." Benji looked a little sad.
	"Oh! You will find more friends here too, I just bet 
you will!" Tom encouraged.
	Benji's mother asked if there would be kids his age in 
the neighborhood. Tom said he knew of at least 5 or 6. 
"Most are a little older, around 10 to 12 I think."
	"Would any of them be able to baby-sit, you think?" 
Clara asked.
	"Oh...... I'm sure some could, there are two sisters 
about 11 and 12 that live a couple of houses away, I know 
they have baby-sat before," Tom said with a little 
hesitation, "You will be needing a sitter?"
	"Yes I may need someone to come in nights for awhile. 
I found out I will be working the night shift for the first 
few months anyway." Clara looked into the back seat smiling 
at Benji, who was busy looking at the new sights.
	Tom turned into his driveway and stopped in front of 
the double garage that separated the two halves of the 
duplex. "That is your part on the left."
	"Oh, it is very nice..... Benji, look at our new 
home!" His mother pointed out.
	Benji seemed unconcerned as he wiggled on the seat.
	"Mommy!" Benji cried out, "I gotta go potty."
	"Hold it!" his mother told the boy as she jumped out 
of the car then opened the rear door. "Try to make to the 
toilet, honey!"
	Surprised by this turn of events, Tom turned in his 
seat to view the boy who was sitting with his feet on the 
seat and his hand trying to hold back the need to go. It 
was then that Tom discovered something about the boy. The 
boy's shorts had pulled open just enough to reveal white 
diaper gathers clinching tightly to his thighs. Tom only 
got a quick glimpse but it was unmistakingly a diaper.
	"Please unlock the door so I can get him to the 
bathroom, Tom..... Benji needs to use the toilet." Clara 
seemed that it was important to get in fast.
	Tom hastily exited the car. He hurried to unlock the 
front door allowing the mother and son to enter. He led 
them to the bathroom. The mother did not bother to close 
the door even knowing Tom was within viewing distance.
	The boy pulled up his T-shirt as his mother pulled 
down his shorts. Quickly she removed the diaper and as the 
boy faced the toilet she gave him assistance. Tom could 
hear a few dribbles as the boy did his best to empty his 
bladder. Glancing at the open diaper laying on the floor, 
Tom could see the boy had not made it in time, the diaper 
revealed much wetness. Because Tom felt he was an intruder, 
he backed away to wait for them in the living room.
	There was the flush of the toilet, a little lag in 
time, then the two joined Tom in the living room. Clara was 
telling her son that he must continue to wear the wet 
diaper as a reminder to hold `it' in until he gets to a 
toilet. Then she explained to surprised Tom what was going 
on.
	"Benji has not been a easy boy to toilet train, I had 
been told it would help if he was made to remain in his wet 
diaper." Clara seemed unsure that this was working.
	"I understand," said Tom, "I too, had a problem like 
that when I was a kid. My mother tried everything to no 
avail."
	"What did she do that worked for you?" Clara asked.
	"Nothing, she just gave up and kept me in a diaper at 
night but let me wet my pants in the daytime," Tom 
recalled. "In time I just got where I could make it to the 
bathroom."
	"Do you think making him wear a wet diaper will help?" 
Clara looked down at her shy little boy who was hanging on 
to her leg as if to hide from Tom.
	"No not really, it only makes him aware he has wet 
diapers on," Tom smiled at the boy.
	"What is a mother to do?" Benji's mom asked hoping to 
find an answer.
	"I'd just keep him in a clean dry diaper and forget 
about toilet training for now. He will let you know when it 
is time to pull off the diapers." Tom felt excited at the 
idea of having Benji as a diapered boy.
	"It takes a lot of my time just changing him...... 
wish there was a better way, but I think you're right," 
Clara let out a sigh.
	"Clara, if it gets too much for you to attend to his 
needs.... well, what I am trying to say is, I could be a 
help to you. I would not mind sitting with him, that is 
until you find a regular sitter. Of course, with your 
approval." Tom caught his breath not believing he just said 
that.
	"That is kind of you, Tom, I would like to have your 
help. It is not easy to raise a boy on my own. I was really 
concerned about leaving him alone when I have to work at 
nights..... would it be too much to ask you to look in on 
him time to time while I am at work. I will not expect you 
to do so without composition of some kind," Clara asked.
	Tom reeled with disbelief that she would want him to 
look in on Benji. With a stammering lip Tom told her he 
would be more then glad to help out.
	"I would not want to disrupt your life, Tom, are you 
sure it would all right for you? You wouldn't mind?"
	"Oh! Clara, I would be delighted.... it would be my 
pleasure." Tom beamed as he smiled towards Benji.
	"Let me get your bags, you two just look around your 
new home, I'll be right back in." Tom wanted to help her 
with her luggage but mostly wanted to get away from them 
for a while so he could collect his thoughts.
	"Please bring in the large hand bag first, Tom, it's 
Benji's."
	"OK!" Tom found what she wanted in the back seat. Tom 
returned to the house with the boy's bag under one arm, 
something else under the other and a suitcase in each hand.
	Sitting the luggage down on the bedroom floor, Tom 
realized he would need to exercise more to build up 
strength.
	Benji sat on the floor placing his bag on his lap. 
When he pulled out a diaper he handed it to his mom. Clara 
had him get up on the cot where she proceeded to prepare 
him for a diaper change.
	Tom wasn't sure if he should leave or stay, but Clara 
seemed not to mind his presence. Benji lay still, keeping 
his eyes on Tom all the while his mom undressed him. Seeing 
that Tom seemed interested, She handed him the new diaper 
saying, "why don't you put this on him while I get 
unpacked!"
	It has been a while since Tom ever diapered a little 
boy and it showed in his awkwardness of trying to fasten an 
overnight diaper. It was as if his fingers were all thumbs. 
In order to cover up his own nervousness he began to joke 
with the boy, causing Benji to laugh.
	Clara just came back into the room carrying a few 
things for the closet. "Sounds like you two are getting 
along just fine," She commented.
	"Oh sure we're just fine," Tom said as he pressed on 
the last tab. Running his hand up under the boy's arms he 
tickled him playfully. Benji kicked wildly, rolling himself 
over onto his stomach giggling almost uncontrollably.
	Clara jokingly reminded Tom that what he was doing 
could cause another wet diaper.
	Tom excused himself after hearing his phone ringing.
	After Tom left their part of the duplex Clara asked he 
son, "You and Tom seem to get along well, Benji, you like 
him?"
	"He's funny!" Benji giggled while he investigated his 
diaper, finding it to his approval.
	Benji's mother tossed him a T-shirt, "Here put this on 
and run out back see what you can find to do, I'll finish 
unpacking." Clara headed the boy in the right direction.

The Naked Diaper-- Part 3

	A bright light shinned into Mr. Lenny's bedroom window 
causing him to wake up with a start. "What was that?" Tom 
thought out loud.
	Looking at his clock which sat on his night stand he 
realized he had over slept as he has been doing a few times 
lately. "9:30 AM, Oh, I got to get up!" Tom still taking to 
himself.
	Mr. Lenny went through his morning routine then made 
his way into the kitchen.
	Fumbling with the coffee maker, opened the 
refrigerator getting out the eggs and bacon. Soon the room 
soon began to smell the aroma of fresh coffee. He was never 
really awake until he had his first cup of coffee Sitting 
at the table by his window he took his first cup full of 
the favorite American beverage.
	With cup still in his hands he looked out the window. 
Tom almost dropped his coffee as he could not believe his 
eyes. Reaching for his napkin he wiped the few drops of 
coffee from his breakfast table taking another look to the 
outside.
	Sure enough there was Benji doing hand stands only a 
few feet away. Looking for his mother, Tom could only see 
the boy. "She must be inside", Tom again placed his eyes 
upon the boy. "What a sweet child!" Tom again spoke his 
thoughts out loud.
	Tom arose from his chair and still holding onto his 
cup he made his way out on the patio deck and called a 
`good morning' to the boy.
	Benji had just made a complete somersault landing on 
his bottom with his legs spread out and his hands behind 
him for balance. "OH hi, Mr. Lenny." Benji's mouth dropped 
open as if he were catching flies, but before he boy could 
continue, Tom spoke, "I like your diaper, you look..... 
well, cool!"
	Then Benji answered, "I bet your cool, too Mr. 
Lenny...... !" It was only then that Tom realized he had 
not dressed this morning but in his haste he had came 
outside in only his shorts and slippers.
	To add to his embarrassment, Clara called out, "Good 
morning to you Tom....!" She had just stepped out onto the 
patio.
	Tom turned several colors of red as he caught a 
glimpse of Clara from the corner of his eye.
	"Excuse me, I must go back into my house.... I...... 
well... good morning!" Tom blurted out as he closed the 
door behind him.
	Even after getting dressed he was still quite 
embarrassed, Tom would only glance out of the window trying 
to work up courage once again venture into the back yard. 
He watched from the safety of his window as Benji played on 
the new swing set. He watched as the mother and child 
interacted with each other. "What a wonderful relationship 
they have.... How blessed I am to have them living next 
door!" Tom was remembering his own little family, 
remembering his wife and their small boy of many years ago.
	With a sigh Tom walked once again towards the back 
door, only this time he doubled checked to see if he was 
covered. Getting the courage to step out to greet his 
renters, Tom opened the door as if it were his first time 
that morning, hoping the two would not laugh at him.
	"Good morning, Clara, Benji," Tom greeted as he walked 
towards the swing set.
	"Good morning, Tom!" Clara smiled at Tom.
	Tom took a few quick glances towards the diapered boy, 
not to be staring at him. "I'm sorry for earlier... I was 
not fully awake......."
	"That is all right, Tom, it could have been either one 
of us, Benji isn't fully dressed either. We just wanted to 
enjoy the backyard early in the morning.... It is so 
peaceful out here, and quite isn't it?" Clara said looking 
around the yard to change the subject.
	Tom, looking Benji over, told Clara, "For a little boy 
that is OK, for a man like me I should have been more 
careful." Tom said. "Yes, I too like to come out in the 
early mornings."
	"Push me high, Mr. Lenny, Please!" Benji pleaded with 
Tom.
	"Is it all right for me to swing Benji, Clara?" Tom 
asked the mother.
	"Of course, Tom, he would love having you play with 
him." Clara backed out giving Tom room.
	"I can go really high.... watch me!" Benji announced.
	Tom began to push the boy. Benji helped by doing his 
own pumping, gaining height each time.
	Tom savored this moment with the boy. At first Tom 
would push on the swing board but now he pushed on the 
boy's diaper. "How soft he feels" , "How warm and soft" Tom 
was thinking to himself.
	"Watch me, Tom," Benji cried out. Then when the swing 
came to the highest point the boy bailed out landing on his 
feet and made a somersault finishing up laying flat on his 
back.
"You OK!" Tom called out.
	Benji tilted his head back, "Sure, that was fun, let's 
do it again!"
	Tom stepped over the boy offering his hand to help the 
boy to his feet. Tom could not help but notice that one of 
the safety pins came loose that held the single folded 
diaper in place. It had came open exposing the boys 
complete hip.
	Let me help!" Tom dropped to his knees. Reaching 
around the boy he took the ends of the diaper, then 
resetting the safety pin tightly holding the diaper in 
place. Benji turned back towards the swing while Tom gave 
the boy a light slap on the back side of the thin diapers. 
Tom watched as the lad climbed back into the swing.
	"I'm glad you two are getting along so well," Clara 
spoke to Tom. "He needs a male figure in his life, someone 
to love him."
	Tom did not appear to have heard her words as he once 
again took a position behind the boy pushing him high into 
the air.
	For the next hour the air was filled with the laughter 
of a small boy. This was music to the ears of Tom.
	While the `boys' played Clara fixed a small lunch of 
sandwiches and pop. The three sat together at the patio 
table talking and laughing as good friends do.
	Little Benji backed up towards Tom. Lifting the child 
onto his lap, Tom gave the boy a gentle hug while kissing 
his hair. Tom was in his second childhood. His loneliness 
was gone for the moment.
	Clara excused herself as she got up to answer her 
phone leaving Benji and Tom alone at the table.
	This gave Tom a chance to talk with the boy. Bending 
his mouth to the boy's ear, Tom commented the boy, "I think 
your diaper looks great on you."
	Benji turned his face up to Tom's with a look of 
`surprise'. Tom feeling he may have over stepped himself 
explained, "I mean, Benji, that it is all right for you to 
wear them, I mean, it is OK with me."
	"I know," Benji turned back to his sandwich then 
leaned back hard on Tom's chest. "Do you know of any other 
boys that wear diapers?" Benji reached up with both arms 
pulling at Tom's neck. Tom grabbed the boy around the waist 
to keep him from sliding off his lap.
	"I like you.....!" Benji whispered to Tom.
	"I like you, too, Benji. I really do," Tom returned.
	Clara rejoined them on the patio. "That was my boss 
calling to see if I could start tonight. They seem to be 
short of help for the new project and well.... I told him I 
could if I could get a sitter for Benji." Clara hesitated.
	Tom offered his services if it was OK with Clara. "I'm 
going to be here all night, we will get along just great."
	Benji jumped to his feet begging, "Can he moma, can 
he!"
	"I was hoping you'd say that.... Yes, it is OK!" Clara 
had already told her boss that she thought she had a 
sitter.
	"I must get ready now and be there with in the hour," 
Clara said as she entered the house again. "Tom, there are 
several diapers folded on the wash room table. You will 
find more pins in the small blue jar near them."
	Tom gave Benji a tight squeeze. Benji said, "Oh boy, 
now you can swing me some more!"
	"Sure, let's go!" the two ran to the swing.
	Clara called that she was leaving and that she just 
laid out a few more diapers for Benji. "These are all I 
have now, I know they are very thin so be sure to put on at 
least 6 pair or he may not stay dry tonight."
	"Six pair?" Tom asked as if he did not hear right.
	"Yes, they will fit, just put them on tightly and use 
several pins, Benji can tell you how." Clara bid them good 
by then left for her work.
	"Do you want a pair of pants on now, Benji?" Tom 
asked.
	"No, I just wanta wear a diaper, nothing else," Benji 
was very sure of what he wanted.
	"OK, partner, diapers it is."
	For the next two hours both Tom and Benji played in 
the backyard. Even when the sun disappeared behind the 
trees the two continued to romp about. The air was now 
cooling down forcing them into the building.
	Once in the light of the kitchen Tom noticed that 
Benji's diaper was hanging a little too low. "What did you 
do....?" Tom pointed to the boy's diaper.
	"Your fault..... you made me do it," Benji giggled.
"It's changing time, my boy!" Tom sent the boy to his room.
	Tom went into the wash room and picked up a stack of 
cloth diapers and the blue jar of pins. When he entered 
Benji's room the boy was already laying on his back waiting 
for his change.
	Tom took the dirty diaper off making a face that 
caused the boy to giggle. "Pee U..... what a smell!" Tom 
was joking.
	With a warm cloth Benji's small body was washed and 
dried. Tom almost used the rest of the baby powder on this 
one change. The air was thick with powder dust. Then 
lifting the boy's two legs in one hand, Tom placed the 
first of several cloth diapers under his bottom then 
fastened the ends at his hips. With each new layer of 
diaper material Tom planted a kiss on the boy's belly 
button. He wanted to tickle him under the arms but decided 
it may cause another series of wetness. Benji was giggling 
and laughing enough already.
	In time Tom picked up the last diaper. He had to 
really stretch it as much as he could to get the ends to 
met close enough to pin. Then with Benji sitting on the 
edge of the bed Tom slipped a T-shirt over the child's 
head. Taking the last of the safety pins, Tom fastened it 
to the top diaper.
	They both laughed when Benji tried to walk. All he 
could do was to waddle like a duck with his legs widely 
spread out. Benji pulled at himself trying to make more 
room inside but it only seemed to get tighter and tighter.
	"Read me a story, Tom, please!" Benji handed Tom a 
book about a little boy and his dog.
	Tom picked the child up and carried him into the 
living room. Finding a good place to sit, Tom let the boy 
cuddle on his lap while the story was read.
	Tom had asked the boy a question but there came no 
answer. Benji was fast asleep.
	After tucking the boy into bed, Tom stood smiling as 
he observed the sleeping child. The man fell asleep in the 
chair next to the boy, not waking until the mother came 
home in the morning.
	Reporting to Clara, Tom told her how he had to change 
him the night before bedtime and that he used all the 
diapers and pins she had left out for him.
	Clara looked at the large lump still tightly rapped 
around her son's waist. "He looks like one giant naked 
diaper." Clara remarked.

Diaper Boys Coming Out of the Wood Work -- Part 4

	Mr. Lenny just poured his third cup of coffee for the 
morning when he heard his back door rattle with a light 
knocking. Benji had been up for the last hour hoping to 
find his older friend ready to push him on the swing set. 
"It's me!" came the small child's voice from behind the 
door.
	Tom took a sip from his cup chuckling to himself. 
"It's unlocked, Benji, come on in." Tom turned facing the 
door. He could see the door knob slowly twist to the open 
position. The morning sunlight flooded the room with its 
brightness. Tom viewed the child as if he was an angel 
hidden in the bright light shinning from behind Benji 
giving him an otherworld appearance.
	"Morning, Tom," Benji greeted.
	Benji closed the door behind himself. Tom's eyes 
readjusted themselves where he could see the boy more 
clearly. "Well, hi yourself young man, what are you holding 
behind your back?" Tom asked.
	Benji grinned as he handed Mr. Lenny a new clean 
diaper. "I had to doodoo!" the child proclaimed.
	"Come here, son, crawl upon my lap and I will check 
you out." Tom reached out with both arms to receive the boy 
who backed up towards his lap.
	Before lifting Benji onto his lap, Tom opened the back 
side with his finger and took a look, "Yep, I see what you 
mean, sweetheart."
	Lifting the boy up on his lap, Tom wrapped both arms 
fully around the boy giving him a tight love. Benji melted 
as he submitted himself to Tom's affection.
	Tom rose to his feet while Benji grabbed tightly 
around Tom's neck. They made their way to bathroom where 
Tom placed the boy standing in the bath tub. Slowly the 
loaded diaper was removed. Tom wiped the boy as much as he 
could cleaning off his back side. Tom took the shower head 
and aimed it at the boys back side washing the rest of the 
poopy mess down the drain.
	While Tom fastened the new clean diaper around the 
small boy Benji asked, "Why do I did that...... I mean, how 
come I mess my pants....?" Benji was very serious about his 
question.
	"Well, honey, we humans are made so we can get rid of 
unused part of the food we eat, it is called waste material 
and if we did not poop we would get very, very sick. So it 
is not at all a bad thing. I would very worried about you 
if you could not poop," Tom explained.
	"I know that... but why....why can't make it to the 
bathroom like other boys. I use to go sit when I had to 
poop!" Benji seemed upset with himself.
	"You know you are not alone, some other boys have 
problems, too," Tom tried to reassure.
	"I'm glad you don't make fun of me." Benji dropped his 
eyes towards the floor.
	"Oh, honey, I would never make fun of you!" Tom gave 
the boy another hug.
	Changing the subject, Benji began to pull at Tom's arm 
saying, "Come outside and I will show you how high I can 
make the swing go, Come on!"
	Just as they entered the back yard they heard Clara 
calling for Benji. "Oh there you are, I have been calling 
you and calling you."
	"My fault, Clara, I was helping him change, I should 
have called you," Tom apologized.
	"Wet or dirty?" She asked.
	"Yes!" Tom answered
	"Benji, that is the third time this week," His mother 
said.
	"I really could not help it, Mom!, I'm sorry." Benji 
cried.
	"I'm not mad at you.... We both know you have a 
wetting problem but, why are you not getting to the 
bathroom for the other?" Clara made a statement more then a 
question.
	Later that afternoon Benji was swinging in the 
backyard when he heard a voice. "Hi! can I swing, too?
	Benji looked around to see a strange little boy of 
about his same age. Benji jumped from the swing while it 
was still in the air making a somersault when he landed. 
"Hi" Benji returned the greeting.
	"Your mother told me to just come on back and see 
you," the boy told.
	"What's you name?" Benji asked the small blond-haired 
boy.
	"David.... David Meyers, I live down the road a few 
blocks. I have seen you before," David reported.
	"You have, I haven't seen you before......". Benji 
looked the boy over.
	David was wearing a colorful T-shirt that came down 
almost covering his shorts. He was wearing a pair of 
sandals with open straps with bright red socks, one higher 
then the other.
	The boy was looking Benji over as much as he was being 
looked over. "Why are you wearing a diaper, Benji?"
	A diaper was all Benji had on. The same one Tom fixed 
on him that morning. Benji looked down at himself thinking 
he may be showing he wet but so far he was still dry even 
if the diaper itself was soiled from grass stains.
	"I have too....." ducking his head Benji continued, "I 
have a bladder problem."
	"It's OK, Benji..... I wear them too for the same 
reason," David said.
	Looking up in surprise, Benji smiled saying, "You 
do...." His eyes dropped to the his new friend's shorts.
	Pulling up his T-shirt David allowed Benji to see the 
top of the white diaper show, covering his body just below 
the belly button. "Sometimes I get to wear cloth ones, but 
these are store-bought disposables."
	"I didn't think any other boys around here needed 
diapers!" Benji said with a pleasing smile.
	"Actually there are several of us," David proudly 
announced. "My best friend, Bobby Jones has worn them all 
his life..... he don't really need them now but because I 
need them he almost always wears them when we play 
together. He's almost 10."
	"I am almost 9, how old are you, David?"
	"I am 11.... I had a birthday last month," David 
answered.
	"But I am taller then you," Benji compared.
	"I know, I am smaller then my younger sister too, she 
is 9 years old." David went on to explain, "I was born too 
early and never caught up but maybe one day I will."
	"Wanta be my friend." Benji beamed.
	"Sure!" David gave a wide smile.
The two boys were soon busy at play, swinging, playing with 
a few toys on the patio.
	Mr. Lenny came out to his patio to see what the noise 
was about. "Hi, Benji, I see you found a new friend."
	"Ya, his name is David." Benji introduced.
	"I know, I know his parents well." "Hi, David, I think 
you and Benji will be very good friends..... you have a lot 
in common." Tom said.
	"David told me that there are other diaper boys near 
here and they all play together...... I think it will be 
fun, too!" Benji returned to play.
	"I know you will, Benji, I am sure of it," Tom thought 
to himself as he returned to his part of the house.

David and Benji Get Acquainted -- Part 5

	For the last several weeks Benji and David were like 
two peas in a pod. They were always found together whether 
they were in the back yard at Benji's or walking the halls 
in the mall.
	"Wanta come over and spend the night at my house, 
Benji?" David asked.
	Benji thought a while then said, "I never stayed at 
anyone's house over night before. I don't know if my mother 
would let me...., but I will ask her."
	"We will have a lot of fun... my sister likes to play 
house but we can do other things. I have a few video games 
that are a lot of fun," David told Benji.
	"Your sister.... will she mind if I stay all night, 
and what about your parents?" Benji asked.
	"It's already set up, my mom said it would be fine 
with her and my sister want to meet you, I am sure you will 
like her. It's like I said she has her games and I have 
mine. She won't bother us." David assured.
	Benji was so excited about being asked to a sleep over 
that he ran unto the house asking his mother if he could 
go. "Mom, David said I could come over and spend the night 
at his house and his mother said it was OK and can I go, 
huh, mom, can I?"
	"Mrs. Meyer called me yesterday and asked if I would 
mind." Clara reassured him it was fine with her if he 
really wanted to go.
	Both David and Benji jumped up and down for the joy of 
it all. "Can I go with David... Now?" Benji asked his 
mother.
	"Not this very minute, it's the middle of the 
afternoon, besides Mrs. Meyer has a important meeting this 
afternoon and will not be home until after dinner tonight," 
Clara continued, "David you are to have dinner with us 
tonight then your mother will pick both of you up on her 
way home."
	Placing his arm over David's shoulder, Benji asked his 
friend if he would like go see his room.
	While stopping at the bedroom door, Benji explained,
	"This house only has one bedroom so we will have to 
keep off mom's bed and not get into her things."
	As the boys entered the room Benji jumped on a small 
single cot on one side of the room, "This is where I 
sleep!"
	Sitting beside the 9 year old, David quietly looked 
around the room. He saw the big bed that took up most of 
the space, "That's where mommy sleeps!" Benji pointed 
toward the bed.
	Going to the dresser Benji pulled out a couple small 
hand-held battery operated games. Giving one to David he 
said, "Wanta play with these?"
	"Sure, I have a couple at home, too. My sister has a 
few also." David took the game board and with skilled hands 
he began to rank up a fair score.
	While playing with the games Benji asked, "David....."
	"Ya, what?" David just make another score.
	"Do you have to wear diapers to bed..... I mean do you 
sleep with a diaper on?" Benji seemed a little unsure he 
wanted to ask this question.
	David did not answer but kept on manipulating the game 
board.
	Once again Benji asked the same question, "Ugh, 
David.... I ..... have to wear a diaper to bed..... 
sometimes I might wet the bed......."
	David once again acted as if he did not hear what the 
younger boy was asking. He just kept fooling with the 
electronic game even giggling when he made another point.
	The room grew silent for a while except for the 
clicking of the games and the `OH's and Ah's time to time.
	Suddenly David turned his game off and laid it on the 
bed beside him. "Benji.... I wear a diaper every day. Some 
days I need more then three or four. At night I sleep with 
a heavy night time diaper. I understand..... I mean, it is 
okay for you to sleep with a diaper on. My mom and dad 
understand and they won't say anything about it."
	At first Benji held his head down so not to be looking 
into David's eyes. But after David told him he raised his 
eyes until they met with his friends.
	Each boy began to laugh out loud.
	"I am glad you are my friend, David. Lot of kids laugh 
at me and call me names," Benji grinned.
	"I wouldn't ever do that to you, Benji. I know what it 
is like to be made fun of. No one really understands unless 
they had to do it themselves," David said in a quiet and 
gentle way.
	"What about your sister, does she have to wear them 
too?" Benji wasn't being nosy but really wanted to know.
	"No..... She got potty trained before she was three, I 
can hardly remember when she was in diapers," David 
recalled.
	"Does she know you wear them even if you are older 
then she?" Benji pushed for answers.
	"Sure.... She knows!" David quickly answered.
	"What does she think about it? Does she make fun of 
you?" Benji pushed for more information.
	"Well, sometimes she says things to me about it..... 
but she never really makes fun of me and she has defended 
me in front of one of her friends." David grinned.
	"Really!" Benji thought all girls made fun of boys 
wearing diapers.
	"Does your mother change you or do you do it 
yourself?" David asked.
	Not knowing just how to answer that question Benji 
tried to get around answering by asking a question of his 
own. "Does your mother still change you?"
	"When I have to put on a cloth diaper and plastic 
panties, my mother helps me, but most of the time I change 
myself, the new disposables are much easier to do it 
yourself," David answered without hesitation.
	The room grew quite again until Benji spoke up, "Momma 
changes me most the time, but I can do it myself. And Mr. 
Lenny, he likes to change me too!" Just as he said that he 
felt maybe he said too much. Benji added, "But he does not 
change me all the time."
	David raised his eyebrows when Mr. Lenny's name was 
mentioned. "He really changes you......?" David wasn't 
questioning Benji's word but was a little surprised seeing 
the two were not related. "What's he do.... just begins to 
change you or what?"
	"He just asks me if I need to be changed. It's hard to 
hid the fact when a diaper is wet." Benji giggled.
	"I know...... Benji, do you like it when someone else 
changes you?" David asked with a twinkle in his eye.
	"Hummmmmm!" Benji did not answer beyond that.
	"Who do you like the best to change you, your mother 
or Tom?" David pushed the subject.
	"I don't know..... Mom does a good job getting it on. 
Tom makes me laugh, he tickles." Benji whispered.
	"He doesn't....... does he?" David shook his head side 
to side.
	"Oh! No, it's just that his hands are so big and 
clumsy when he tries to fasten them, I can't help but kick 
out." Benji explained.
	"When dad changes me it tickles when he washes me with 
a warm wash rag," David whispered back.
	"I know what you mean.....!" Benji giggled.
	A call from the kitchen told the boys to go get washed 
for dinner.
	"OK, mom were on our way," Benji called back.
	"Hey, has your sister ever changed you?" Benji teased.
	David did not answer but headed for the door. Turning 
back with a large grin on his face, David said, "Lots of 
times, I think she likes it, too!"
	When the boys reached the bathroom David began to wash 
his hands while Benji dropped his diaper and sat on the 
stool. "She likes it?"
	"Likes what?" David asked as he dried his face.
	"You said your sister likes to change you..... She 
likes too, you said."
	"I did?......Maybe she does." David giggled snapping 
his towel at Benji's butt while he bent over to pull up his 
diaper.
	With dinner over the two boys lay on their bellies in 
front of the TV waiting for David's mom to pick them up. 
Beside the front door was a sack containing a few personal 
things of Benji's including several diapers.

Double Diaper Change -- Part 6

	"Get your things together, boys, David's mother will 
be here any minute." Clara called the boys from the TV 
games.
	"OK, Mom!" Benji called back just as he made another 
score. "Beat that!", Benji handed the game pad to David.
	"That's easy.... watch this." David's experienced 
fingers danced on the game pad causing the images on the 
screen to narrowly escape being defeated.
	David was sitting on his knees, his body swaying side 
to side as he throw his arms about as if he was the one 
fighting for his life on the screen. Benji watched with 
excitement. His arms resting on the elbows, his knees 
spread apart with his butt high in the air. From time to 
time Benji would move as if he was about to be hit he was 
fully engrossed by the game.
	Neither boy realized that Mrs. Meyer had come into the 
room. A smile across her face revealed her pleasure as she 
enjoyed watching the boys play.
	"I think Benji will have a great time at our house, 
David has been looking forward to having him over," Carrie 
Meyer, David's mother, whispered to Clara.
	"I do hope he behaves himself.... It's not that he 
would cause any trouble for you, but he does get wound up 
at times," Clara apologized in advance.
	"Clara, I have two kids, I am well aware of their 
little outburst of energy. I just hope David and Jennie 
don't cause you any trouble." Carrie smiled then continued, 
"I know how to handle the situation if they start to get 
out of hand."
	"I am sure you can handle it, but three at the same 
time.... I don't envy you one bit," Clara laughed.
	About that time Benji rolled over onto his back and 
looked right at the two women standing close to them. He 
reached a hand over on David's leg. Shaking vigorously 
Benji soon had David's attention.
	David turned his head, seeing his mother he dropped 
the game pad as if struck by lighting. Now both boys were 
laying on their backs facing their moms.
	The shock was too much for David who lost control of 
his bladder which soon became very obvious to both women. 
As David's legs spread wider the front of his diaper began 
to change color from a pure white to a slight yellow tint 
with that grayish wet look.
	"Sorry we startled you boys, I guess we should have 
made ourselves known," David's mother said all the while 
she was staring disappointedly toward David's diaper.
	Clara Shimohara, Benji's mother, was aware of Carrie's 
embarrassment. "Benji, I think you should have a change 
before you go over to David's house, you have been in those 
diapers awhile too long."
	"You too, David. I think it is time...... !" Carrie 
gave a sigh of relief.
	"But momma, I don't have any extra diapers!" David 
pointed out in his dilemma.
	"You can have one of mine.... can he mom?" Benji said, 
getting to his feet.
	"Yes, go get him one of yours," Clara agreed.
	When Benji had disappeared down the hall and into his 
room, Mrs. Meyer apologized again for her son's accident. 
David, now on his hands and knees, keep from having to have 
eye contact with the two mothers. His diaper seemed 
somewhat heavier as it hung down from between his legs.
	"Come, lets take the boys out on the kitchen table, I 
have a large towel I spread for Benji to lay on, it will be 
easier on our backs as well as the carpet." Clara led the 
way with Carrie close behind holding onto David's hand. 
David was now feeling the full impact of being the object 
of the moment.
	"Why did I do that, why couldn't I just held on 
awhile?" David said to himself. "Oh no.... not again! Not 
now!" David felt has bladder was about to release more.
	David was being helped upon the table where the large 
beach towel was just laid. Just as David lifted one leg 
upon the table it was too much for him. No matter how hard 
he tried it happened.
	With one leg up and one on the floor, David began to 
leak down his one leg leaving a small puddle on the kitchen 
floor. The boy was almost in tears, he lost complete 
control flooding the already soggy diaper. With the help of 
the two adults, David was now laying on his back with his 
knees spread wide and his feet flat on the table top. The 
wet and embarrassed boy covered his eyes so he would not 
have to watch as his mother un-taped his small youth size 
diaper.
	Benji's eyes grew wide as he walked into the kitchen 
to find his friend spread eagle on the table with his 
diaper being slipped from under him. Benji had not been 
around too many boys while being changed. Once he was given 
a bath while his baby sitter put her young son in the tub 
with him, but being able to see another boy naked right in 
front of him was unusual. He never even seen a naked girl 
except for this mother when he was younger. He wasn't sure 
he should be in the same room.
"Come on, Benji, give Mrs. Meyer the diaper," his mother 
motioned towards her son.
	Still wide eyed, Benji moved in closer holding the new 
diaper out in front of him so David's mother could take it.
	The wet diaper was dropped to the floor with a flat 
sound. "Boy, Benji cried out, "you sure fixed that one."
	Every one in the room laughed including David.
	Bagging the old wet diaper, Carrie walked onto the 
back porch dumping bag and all into the garbage pail.
	David was standing by the table looking down at his 
new diaper and because it was a smaller size then he was 
used to, he began to feel it making sure it was a good fit.
	Benji started to walk out to the living room with 
David when his mother called him back.
	"Just where do you think your going, Benji Shimohara!" 
Benji knew when ever his mother called him by both names he 
better pay attention.
	"Up!" was the command.
	Benji wasn't sure he wanted Mrs. Meyer to see him 
being changed but she did not seem to be leaving the room. 
Benji looked long at his mother as if to say, "Help me!" 
but his mother asked why he did not bring out another 
diaper.
	Clara excused herself as she went out to Benji's room 
for another diaper, leaving the nervous boy alone with 
Carrie and David looking on.
	Clara called from the hallway, "Might as well get 
started I will be out there in a moment."
	Benji tightened up as he felt Carrie's cool hands slip 
under the top of his diapers as she pulled the tab loose on 
one side. He noticed David was staring deeply as the diaper 
began to open up. David was patting his bare belly with his 
hands as he leaned inward for a better look.
	Benji was glad when he saw his mother enter the 
kitchen with his fresh diaper and some sweet-smelling 
powder.
	Carrie lifted Benji's feet to lift him up enough to 
remove the diaper from under him, then placing it into 
another bag she took it to the garbage pail on the back 
porch.
	Clara handed the can of powder to David asking him to 
sprinkle some over his diaper area. At first Benji thought 
he knew what his mother was doing, that is until she bent 
over to kiss him on the forehead using both of her hands to 
brush his hair from his eyes. He could feel hands spreading 
the powder when suddenly he got a glimpse that David was 
the one.
	"Thank you David, that was a nice job, thank you!" 
Clara commented the boy.
	"It's OK," David gave Benji a look of interest with a 
smile.
	Mrs. Meyer came back just as Benji's diaper was being 
fastened with the last tab. His mother helped him down off 
the table just as she and Carrie began cleaning after the 
changing.
	"Don't get started with another game, boys. I must go 
right away," Carrie called out.
	Once the boys were out of ear shot of their mothers, 
Benji turned to David and asked, "Did you have to rub it so 
much."
	David just laughed, "I know..... didn't you like it?"
	"Sure, but our mothers were right there." Benji gave 
David a pop on the arm with his fist.
	"What you hitting me for...... I know you liked it." 
David gave Benji a slight shove.
	"How come you peed just as we were about to leave?" 
Benji reprimanded David for the untimely event.
	"You wear diapers.... Don't you know why?" David 
remarked with a smirk on his face.
	"UH!" Benji was puzzled.
	"I wanted to be changed." David giggled, then 
whispering close to Benji's ear, "They had to change 
me....." David continued rather proudly.
	"OK, let's go, boys, Jenny will wonder what has 
happened to us," Carrie gave the boys a light push towards 
the door.
	"Be a good boy for the Meyer's, Benji. I love you!" 
His mom said as she leaned over him giving a light kiss on 
the cheek.
	As they reached Mrs. Meyer's car, Benji turned to give 
his mother a wave goodbye.

Benji Meets Jenny -- Part 7

	Mrs. Meyer drove the car up the driveway parking just 
in front of the garage door. "OK, boys, first thing is to 
help me get these packages into the house. Benji you take 
the blue sack from Jones Medical Supply and David you take 
in the large brown bag. Take them into your room, David."
	"OK, mom." David did as he was told.
	With Benji following behind David nearly bumped into 
his sister as they met in the utility room. "Ugh! watch 
where you're going, sis, we have our arms full." David 
rebuked his little sister.
	"Watch out yourself, you clumsy boy," 7 year old Jenny 
rebutted as she backed against the wall.
	"You must be Benji, Mom told me you would be here for 
the night." Jenny looked Benji over head to foot.
	"Yes I am Benji Shimohara. Momma and I just moved here 
from back East," Benji introduced himself.
	The boys moved on into the Kitchen then down the hall 
to the boys bed room. "You have a big house." Benji kept 
looking around.
	"I guess it is. Sometimes I wish I had more room for 
myself," David answered as he sat the bag down on his bed.
	Benji sat his sack next to David's, but knocking both 
bags over, spilling the contents.
	"Oh, Oh!" David cried as he reached over the new 
supplies.
	"I'm sorry, David, I did not mean to dump them over." 
Benji began to pick the items up and stuffing them back 
into the sacks.
	"I did not mean that, now I know what is in these 
bags," David explained.
	"What's this?" Benji held up a bottle of cream-like 
stuff.
	Taking the bottle from his guest, David looked it 
over, "It's to make you smell good."
	"You mean it's perfume, momma uses it sometimes, I 
like the way she smells." Benji put the bottle into one of 
the sacks.
	"Something like that, I guess. Only it is for us and 
not for girls." David picked up a package of new diapers. 
"These are for us, too."
	"Momma put a few diapers into my back pack for me." 
Benji pulled off his pack to show David.
	"These are different.... sort of special kind for 
tonight." David pointed out that they were not disposables 
but cloth. "See, they are only liners that fit inside my 
diapers." David handed Benji a custom-made cover made of 
some kind of soft material.
	Benji examined them carefully, "I never seen diapers 
that looked like these."
	"I know...... Mom and her sister makes them for me. 
They are special-fitted." David laid one out on the bed and 
unfolded it.
	This diaper was pure white and was cut to fit a boy's 
body perfectly. It had an edging sewn all the way around 
the material. One side had a plastic-like material while 
the inside was soft and fluffy. There were several snaps, 
one flap had only one snap while the other flap had several 
snaps in a row.
	"What are the snaps for?" Benji asked.
	David held the diaper by one of the snaps then did the 
did the same with the other flap. Now the diaper took the 
shape of a diaper. He held it up so Benji could see how it 
worked.
	"See, with the flaps snapped together we can adjust 
the size. One size fits all. They are a diaper and cover 
all in one, with these inserts the diaper becomes thick as 
we need them. I use only one insert in the day time but mom 
or Jenny puts 4 or 5 in at night," David instructed Benji. 
"You see, you can adjust the size by using one of the snaps 
making it looser or tighter, however you want it. Then 
these inserts fit inside like this." David demonstrated by 
packing the filler pad inside the folded diaper.
	"Do you like wearing this kind?" Benji asked as he 
held the diaper up in front of himself.
	"Sure, and both of us will have one for bedtime, 
tonight." David laid out another diaper of the same kind 
for Benji.
	The two boys were not aware that Jenny was standing in 
the open door way taking in all the boys had to say about 
diapers. When David turned around he saw his sister 
standing in the door way with a little sly grin on her 
face.
	Once Jenny realized the boys were aware of her 
presence she walked to the bed gather up a few things that 
spilled out of the sacks. Picking up one of the diapers she 
fondled it a few moments and pressed it to her face before 
laying it down again.
	"Do you wear one of these to bed, too?" Benji asked.
	"Of course not, silly..... girls don't need them, 
besides I have been potty trained most of my life. Girls 
would look ridiculous in boy diapers." Jenny was a little 
put out with Benji's reference to her wearing diapers.
	"I'm sorry.... I didn't know," Benji ducked his head.
	"Well, now you know, diapers are for babies and boys, 
girls don't need them." Proudly, Jenny raised her small 
skirt showing Benji that she wore girl panties then walked 
to the door saying she would be back soon.
	"You better be ready, too." Jenny gave the boys 
another of her grin while sticking out her tongue then 
running off to her mother.
	"What she mean about coming back, what she going to 
do, David?" Benji questioned.
	"Ah she just wants to change us, that's all.... Wanta 
play a video game?" David tried to change the subject.
	"Change us!" Benji's eyes opened wide so did his 
mouth.
	"It's OK, she has seen boys before.......!" David 
headed for the door motioning for Benji to follow.
	As they walked down the short hall towards the family 
room, Benji tugged at David's T-shirt for attention.
	"What?" David asked as he leaned against the wall 
giving his attention to his friend.
	"She doesn't need to change me...... Does she?" Benji 
looked a little worried.
	"Hey, if I can let your mother change me you can let 
my little sister change you, besides she is only a kid, she 
won't hurt you." David said half-joking.
	Once the boys reached the family room and Benji saw 
the big, big TV set and all the speakers he quickly forgot 
about diaper changing. Getting seated in a bean chair along 
side of David the two boys were soon involved in the video 
game before them.
	In the course of time, Carrie served the boys a large 
cool glass of Coke and a few cookies. But the boys hardly 
became aware that the goodies were beside them. Laughter 
and the swinging of arms, kicking of feet along with a few 
`OH No's" and lots of "Oh boy's', the boys continued for 
the next hour playing their favorite games.
	Jenny kept busy helping her mom with the housework and 
playing with her friend `Messy', an old ragged boy doll 
that seen better days. Neatly wrapped around the doll was a 
perfectly applied white cloth that looked very much like a 
diaper with pins and all. She would spend much time playing 
with the doll.
	Jenny did make time to look in on the boys time to 
time. She told her mom that she thought Benji was `one cute 
boy'.
	"How old is Benji, momma?" Jenny inquired of her 
mother.
	"Mrs. Shimohara told me he was 9, same age as your 
bother." She said.
	"He's a lot smaller then David, I thought he was my 
age." Jenny seemed full of questions about this new boy.
	"Some boys are slower to grow then others... I bet he 
will catch up one day," her mother reassured her.
	Just then Jenny looked into the family room and saw 
Benji bend over for some toy bring his back side high into 
the air. Jenny's eyes opened with approval.
	Without thinking she said right out loud, "He's got a 
cute butt, too."
	"JENNY!" her mother seemed to correct her daughter.
	"I'm sorry momma, but look....." she pointed to the 
boy. Jenny put a finger into her mouth as if to quiet her 
outspoken words. "He's as cute as David".
	Carrie could not disagree with her 7 year old daughter 
as she took a look for herself, "Come on, dear we have 
lunch to prepare.
	Jenny took her mothers hand as they walked to the 
Kitchen. "Momma, can I change Benji, too?"
	"IF he lets you!" Her mother told her.
	The boys had the whole afternoon to play and do just 
as they wanted. The two boys got acquainted with each other 
and by dinner time they treated each other as if they were 
brothers.
	Carrie came into the room to call every one to dinner. 
She smiled as she watched the two boys sitting on the couch 
arm over each others shoulder talking like two jay birds in 
a tree.
	"Come and get it, boys, dinner is being served in the 
dinning room. Go get washed up, and if any of you need a 
diaper change tell Jenny. She has every thing laid out in 
David's room," David's mother informed.
	Just as the boys headed for the bathroom to wash up, 
Kevin, David's dad, came in the back door. "Daddy's home!" 
Jenny called out as she raced into his open arms.
	While the two boys washed in the bathroom, Kevin came 
in to wash up also. "Hi, Benji, I hear you will be our 
guest for the night. Glad to meet you, David has been 
telling me about you."
	"Dad, can Benji sleep in my bed with me? Mom had said 
something about a sleeping bag on the floor, but we want to 
have the bed, can we?" David pleaded with his dad.
	"Well, to tell you the truth, I thought the two of you 
would like to sleep out in the tree house tonight, the 
weather is still warm enough for it." Kevin looked for some 
sign from the boys.
	"You mean.... Just the two of us and Jenny would not 
be there, would she? I mean, she plays in the tree house 
too, but she would not be there too?" David was not sure 
this was a blessing or a trick.
	"You would be alone, Jenny was told if she would let 
you boys have it this weekend then she could have one of 
her friends for a sleep over next weekend," Dad told him.
	"Oh boy, Benji, we get to sleep out it will be like a 
camp out," David told him.
	"Boy, Mr. Meyer, that would be great, I like to camp 
out," Benji replied.
	"Only one other thing, you are aware that your mother 
can't climb the rope ladder. So it will be up to Jenny if 
you want to be changed after you are in the tree house. Mom 
can do it before you go up the ladder or it will be Jenny 
after you're in the tree house, I will leave that choice up 
to you." His Dad finished washing his hands and just 
leaving the bathroom.
	"I want to change my own diaper, David," Benji made 
his opinion.
	"Mom can do it as well as your mom does," David came 
back.
	"But, I don't want a girl to change me, I am big 
enough to do it myself," Benji insisted.
	"Suit yourself! Dad gave us a choice, now we have to 
decide," David said with a grin.
	"Come and get it, boys!" Kevin called down the hall.
	"On our way, Dad!" David called back. The boys raced 
to the dining room table.
	The boys helped clear the table as Jenny and her mom 
did the dishes. Kevin sat in his easy chair with the 
evening newspaper. Just then the telephone rang.
	"Hello," because David was near the phone he answered 
it.
	"Yes, I will call her," David laid the receiver down, 
"MOM! PHONE."
	"Come on Benji, let's go to my room," David lead the 
way with Benji following.
	In a few minutes Carrie appeared at the boy's door, 
"That was Mrs. Thomas, I will have meet with her before you 
boys go to bed and I won't be back to give you a diaper 
change. You will just have to let Jenny help you."
	"But, Mom, Benji don't what her to do it!" David spoke 
for his friend.
	Benji stood still that he may hear what was being 
said. Nervously he pulled at the tail of his T-shirt 
lifting it above his belly button which, of course, 
revealed all of his diaper.
	Mrs. Meyer bent down in front of Benji placing a hand 
on each side of his bare hips she explained that Jenny is 
learning how to help her mother in these things and how she 
would like him to let her change him just this once for 
practice.
	Benji gave in saying, "OK..... I will let her this 
time."
	"That's a good boy! And I am very proud the two of 
you. Now I must get going and you are to mind Kevin.... do 
whatever he asks and all will be fine. OK!" Carrie gave 
Benji a hug drawing him close to her. Before releasing him, 
she gave his diapered rump a pat or two.
	"Better get these things changed, sooner the better." 
She said as she gave him another pat.
	"Sure!" Benji agreed.
	"OK, mom, we will be all right, see ya later!" David 
kissed his mother goodbye.
	After playing in the room for about an hour, Kevin 
called out for the boys to head for the tree house.
	On the way out the back door Jenny commented, "I get 
to change both of you in the tree house."
	"We know!" David returned as he and Benji made their 
way towards the rope ladder.
	"I'll get some things then be out there right away. 
Don't forget to drop me the ladder." Jenny ran to the 
bedroom for the two sacks of `things'.
	Meantime, the boys had just blown up the air mattress 
and laid out the double sleeping bag.
	"This is going to be fun!" Benji dropped to the 
mattress and flipped over onto his back.
	"It sure is!" David agreed. "Here comes Jenny!"

The Big Change -- Part 8

	"We're a long ways up in this tree house!" Benji said 
rather excitedly as he peeked out the small window. Benji 
was of a small frame so he had to stand on tip toes to see 
of the small window facing the main house. To a small boy 
it seemed he was high in the air.
	"Help me with this trap door so Jenny can come up!" 
David asked of his friend while pulling at the small 
entrance to the tree house.
	"OK!" Benji responded pulling with all his might until 
the door fell open.
	"Watch out Jenny, here comes the rope ladder," David 
called to his sister.
	Standing away from the opening, Jenny waited for the 
ladder to be lowered.
	Then David dropped another but thinner rope with a 
basket on the end so Jenny could put the packages in. Then, 
with the help of Benji, he pulled until the supplies were 
inside the tree house. Soon Jenny climbed the ladder and 
the boys helped her through the opening. With a thud the 
door was closed.
	Looking around with approval the children knew they 
were out of sight from all that may have been watching. 
Four walls covered by a roof that would keep rain from 
entering in the little hid out and having only one small 
high window gave the room a very private place for kids to 
get away from adult supervision. Not that these kids were 
up to no good and deliberately went to hide from parents, 
but as it is with all kids they needed some time alone to 
think and play.
	Benji noticed the pleasant grins on the faces of both 
David and Jenny as they looked at each other. There was a 
feeling that they knew something that he didn't. This 
feeling of mystery became even stronger when David asked 
Benji to lie down on the large double sleeping bag. Jenny 
was getting into the bags laying things out in several neat 
piles. Now the mystery was unveiling itself, for what Benji 
saw was a lot of diapers, inserts and other things that 
make a good diaper change.
	Without saying another word, David began to pull 
Benji's T-shirt off. Benji began to feel uneasy when he saw 
Jenny picking up a few diaper wipes and crawled on her 
knees over to where he laid. Again without a word, David 
began to unfasten his friends wet diaper.
	Neither his mom nor Mr. Lenny effected him like he was 
experiencing at this moment. Benji had a thought that this 
was no ordinary diaper change. The pleasurable look on 
David's face caused some reaction on Benji's part.
	"How come your doing me first?" Benji asked Jenny 
rather nervously.
	"Cuse your the littlest!" Jenny explained.
	Just at the same time David peeled back the front of 
the diaper exposing Benji to this small part of the world.
	David stepped back allowing his little 7 year old 
sister more room to help the small boy. By this time Benji 
had pulled himself up onto his elbows so he could get a 
better look at what was going to happen to him. To his 
surprise he found Jenny had set herself just over his legs.
	Without a thing that Benji could do to prevent it 
Jenny began wiping at his privates. She was taking her time 
being careful to wipe everywhere. He tried to hide his 
excitement by placing his own hand over his genitals but 
Jenny just pulled them away telling him, "NO! NO! I just 
cleaned you now you get all dirty again". Benji was so 
embarrassed to have David's little sister cleaning him up. 
But all he could do was lie back and let her do her job.
	With a new wipe Jenny began her job all over again but 
this time with a little more roughness. Benji closed his 
eyes trying his best to imagine it was his mother doing 
this changing. He kept his eyes closed so tight the lids 
began to hurt him. It did not help much, he was very much 
aware it was Jenny and not his mother.
	Jenny raised his legs as if he were a baby then 
slipped one of the special diapers under his butt. Jenny 
seemed proud of herself that she had two boys to get ready 
for bed. To be able to change Benji was the highlight of 
the day as she was looking forward to this moment.
	David had removed his own diaper while standing 
looking out the small window. The sun had just sat in the 
west making a sunset that lit up the sky in a reddish 
orange color. A slight breeze blew around the tree house. 
David was thinking this was a quiet, nice night to be up in 
this tree house. Jenny turned and smiled as she viewed her 
brother's naked rear.
	Jenny by this time had fastened the last of Benji's 
diaper snaps. Wondering why she had suddenly stopped 
messing with his diaper, Benji sat up just in time to 
witness Jenny patting her brother's bottom, "Lay down, it's 
your turn to be diapered."
	David lay down beside Benji letting his sister begin 
using wipes then powdering him.
	David reached a hand out pulling Jenny down over 
himself. As she fell over him she dropped the cleaning 
material, catching herself with her extended arms and 
hands. David grabbed her bottom side in both of this hands 
and squeezed. "Stop that, David, or I will tell daddy." 
Jenny was shocked more then being hurt. "She won't tell 
anyone, we did it before!" David told Benji as he continued 
to wrestle with his sister. Benji was not sure just what 
was happening between the two but he knew it must have been 
something naughty. "Don't hurt her, David!"
	But David just laughed as he helped to lift Jenny over 
his chest leaving her legs on each side of his body. David 
lifted her short skirt so Benji could see her underpants.
	"Aren't you glad you get to wear diapers and not these 
things.....". David gave his little sister a poke before 
allowing her to get off him.
	Benji watched as the brother and sister continued 
fighting each other.
	"Behave yourself, David, or I will really tell on 
you....!". Jenny yelled out enough that the neighbor's dog 
began to bark.
	David seemed puzzled at his sister's reaction to this 
childish play. Maybe it was that Benji was with them. 
Anyway, David lay back and told his sister he was sorry.
	Jenny smiled then continued her job of diaper 
changing. Just as the diaper was being snapped shut, David 
began to pull at himself as if the diaper was too tight.
	It was then that Benji realized he himself was feeling 
rather stimulated from all the horsing around.
	"David....." Jenny moaned.
	David leaned over towards his little sister, "What?"
	"I love you.....!" She giggled then began placing the 
extra things into a sack to be taken to the house.
	"I love you too, sis! Thanks for changing us!" David 
returned her statement.
	The boys opened the trap door and lowered the rope 
ladder so Jenny could descend to the ground. They tied the 
sack to the thinner rope and let it down until it reached 
the ground.
	Just as Jenny was about to get on the ladder she 
turned towards Benji, "I'm glad you got to stay the night, 
Benji!"
	"Me too! and thanks for changing me....... I liked 
it.... that is, I like having you change me." Benji was 
talking too much as if he did not know when to stop.
	Jenny was about to say something else to Benji but a 
noise caused her to look down through the trap door 
opening.
	"Hey up there! are you about done, Jenny? It is your 
bed time, too, so hurry on." Their daddy called from 
beneath the tree house.
	"Just about done, Daddy. I am about to come down now," 
Jenny called out.
	Jenny gave Benji a big smile for some unknown reason 
she threw him a soft kiss blowing it towards him. "You're 
so cute!" She complimented Benji.
	Benji watched the little girl as she slid down the 
ladder then waved she gave them another look. Picking up 
her sack she ran for the house.
	"How come you didn't do it, she wanted you to do it," 
David said rather in a laugh.
	"Do what?" Benji knew but did not want David to know 
just how he felt about her.
	"She wanted you to kiss her, she gave you a kiss," 
David grinned widely.
	"I don't know, I wanted to but.... I don't know! Benji 
seemed to have had mixed emotions about the whole ordeal.
	The boys climbed under the large double sleeping bag 
leaving the top cover off for time being. "If we get too 
cool before morning we can put on our T-shirts or pull up 
the top cover," David said.
	"Benji, do you want to do something else? Something 
fun", David lowered his voice a little more. The boys 
snuggled up to each other.
	"What?" came a whispering sound from Benji.
	A few more giggles then things quieted down
	If any one was listening they would have heard muffled 
giggles and whispers much too soft to be understand as the 
two boys entered into their own private world as boys do 
when boys have sleepovers.

Benji`s Question -- Part 9

	Mrs. Meyer just dropped Benji off at his home on her 
way to work the next morning after the sleep over.
	"Bye, Benji maybe we can sleep over again sometime!" 
David called from the open car window.
	"I'd like that.... Maybe momma would let us stay over 
here next time," Benji answered back.
	"Bye, bye, Benji!" Jenny called out as they drove off. 
Benji waved back.
	Looking out the rear car window Jenny threw several 
kisses towards Benji. Benji just continued to wave until 
they were out of sight.
	"What was that all about?" Clara, his mother, asked.
	"Nothing!" Was the reply, only the only the smile on 
his face seemed to tell mother that it was more then 
nothing.
	Mother and son walked back into the house laughing 
together as his mother teased him about the kiss Jenny 
threw to him.
	"What's so funny?" Tom asked as he came into the 
living room from the kitchen.
	"Mr. Lenny," Benji greeted as he rushed to his open 
arms. "I missed you!" Benji confessed as Tom wrapped his 
big arms around the little boy.
	"Will I missed you, too, this is certainly a great 
home warming." Tom looked up at Clara.
	"Benji, you were only gone overnight, you act as if 
you were gone a month!" Clara laughed.
	"Gee mom, I just glad to see you all." Benji reached 
his arms around his mom's neck and squeezed tightly.
	Benji turned and ran to his room.
	Both Tom and Clara looked at each other shrugging 
their shoulders and looking towards the boy's room.
	"What do you suppose is going on?" Clara asked Tom.
"Not sure, really!" Tom had a look of concern. "Maybe I can 
find out."
	Tom walked down the short hall to Benji's room and 
knocked on the door. When Benji opened the door Tom asked, 
"May I come in?"
	"Sure," Benji stepped aside as Tom stepped in and sat 
down on Benji's bed patting the covers, inviting the boy to 
sit beside him. Benji closed the door and jumped up beside 
Mr. Lenny.
	"What's bothering you, son?" Tom put his arm around 
the boy, giving a loving and understanding contact.
	Benji just shrugged his shoulders while his eyes 
searched around the room.
	"Benji, your mother and I think you would like to tell 
us something.... Are you sure there is not something you 
would like to share with me?" Tom waited in silence then 
stood to his feet, "When and if you have something you need 
to tell me I will listen. I promise I would keep anything 
you say to myself." Tom gave the boy one more chance.
	Benji just sat still looking to the floor. Tom noticed 
the part of a smile forming on the child's face. "Well, I 
must be going. I know it would be very hard for me to keep 
something to myself. I love you Benji!" Tom left the room 
closing the door behind him.
	"What was it all about, it is not like him to be so 
secretive. I am concerned. I hope nothing happened over at 
the Meyer's." Clara had a deep look of concern.
	"Oh, I just think it is one of a boy's rights to keep 
a few things to himself. When he is ready he will let you 
know." Tom changed the subject suggesting, he take them all 
out to dinner.
	Clara told him she had a better idea. "We stay home 
and I will make you one of my favorite Japanese dishes."
	Tom licked his lips in agreement.
	Benji came running to the dining room when called for 
dinner. He could smell his mother cooking one of his 
favorite foods. He knew when Momma went to much trouble 
cooking this dish it must for a very good reason.
	Both Clara and Tom were already seated as they waited 
for Benji. Tom eyes lit up when he saw Benji standing in 
the door wearing nothing but a diaper. Even his mother gave 
him an extra glance.
	"Benji," Clara gave the boy a small frown, "Son, you 
go back into your room and I will help you with that...... 
that dirty diaper."
	Benji looked down at himself pulling the front of the 
diaper so he could see what his mother was so upset about. 
"I'm sorry, it just happened....!" Benji's happy face 
turned to sad face.
	Tom jumped to his feet laid his napkin on the table 
beside this plate. "Let me handle this, Clara. We won't be 
gone long." Tom placed his arm around the boy as the two 
headed for the bedroom. Clare went to the stove to serve 
the last item of the meal.
	Benji slipped down his wet diaper, letting it fall to 
the floor then stepped up on the bed laying on his back 
preparing for the diaper change.
	"Did something happen over at David's house last 
night?" Tom probed once again as he pulled open the dresser 
drawer searching for a clean diaper.
	"Whata mean?" Benji asked with a little effort.
	"I was a little boy once you know, I had stayed on 
sleepovers before," Tom told him.
	"You did?" Benji sat up his on his elbows.
	Tom was about to fasten the diaper but decided to use 
a wipe first. Benji spread his legs a bit more allowing Tom 
to move the cool wipe over his genitals. Benji giggled and 
reacted so quickly it took Tom by surprise, but ignored the 
boy's reaction as if he did not notice at all.
	Tom fastened the tabs on the youth size diaper giving 
them extra pressure to ensure they would stay fastened. 
Still Tom said nothing.
	"Why does that feel so good?" Benji asked an honest 
question.
	"Didn't you ever do that before?" Tom inquired.
	"Sometimes, kind of, I guess, but I never knew why!"
	Tom knew for his own experience that Benji was looking 
for the honest answer and some kind of a hit and miss, go 
around the bush answer was never going to do.
	"Everything is alright with you, sweetheart, you're 
just beginning a new part of your life. All boys have these 
times when their bodies surprise them. It is the way we are 
made." Tom began to explain what was going on. "You can 
expect this to happen many more times. It is alright!"
	Benji's first question was not answered but he got 
courage to ask again.
	"I know...... But why does it feel so good?" Benji 
really wanted to know. The boy laid back on the bed as he 
felt over his diaper.
	"Maybe your mother should be the one to talk with you 
about this...." Tom never got the chance to finish before 
Benji cut in.
	"NO! She's a girl and girls don't know, besides she 
might get mad at me." Benji was very serious.
	"I understand, son. But I bet your mom knows a lot 
more then you think, and she loves you very much." Tom 
thought a moment then continued. "But I understand!"
	Tom was not sure that just how far he needed to take 
this subject but before he could begin. Clara had called to 
see what was holding them up.
	Tom went to the bedroom door and called down the hall, 
"We'll be right there, doing something very important, then 
we will be right there.
	Coming back to Benji who was sitting on the edge of 
the bed swinging his legs.
	"OK, son, That area of your body is very special. 
First if you did not have one you would not be able to 
pee...."
	"And no wet diapers," Benji laughed.
	"That's right, all boys have them, too." Tom began. 
"You asked why it feels so good, well, on the very tip you 
have lots and lots of nerve endings. But instead of giving 
you pain they allow for pleasure...... Has your mother ever 
explained the facts of life to you?"
	"I guess, I don't know!" Benji seemed to be satisfied 
at that point so Tom picked the child up on his shoulders 
taking him out to the dinner table.
	"What was so important that it took you so much time 
changing a simple diaper?" Clara asked.
	"Don't ask," Tom shook his head slowly side to side as 
he looked over at the diapered boy sitting next to him.

Benji Learns Part of the Answer -- Part 10

	Dinner was over; the dishes were being prepared for 
the washer. Mr. Lenny and Clara seemed to be enjoying each 
other's company, laughing and joking as they cleared the 
table.
	Benji went into the family room. Dropped to his knees 
before the TV he selected his favorite game. He did not 
hear the phone ring because the volume was turned up so 
high.
	"Benji," Clara called her son.
	"What?" Benji answered her.
	"Phone." Clara handed him the cordless phone then 
turned the TV volume down a bit.
	"Hello!" The boy gave the greeting.
	"Hi," David Meyer was the caller. "How you doing, 
Benji?"
	"OK I guess." Benji felt he was being deprived of 
playing his game. "Whata want?"
	"Well...... I was wondering...... you didn't say 
anything about our sleepover did you?" David asked in near 
whisper.
	"Sure, I told Momma and Tom all about it, we really 
had a lot of fun," Benji said.
	For a while there was silence on the other end of the 
phone. "Ugh..... Did you tell them everything...... you 
know?" David was breathing so hard Benji almost could not 
hear the whispered question.
	"Sure! I told them we got to sleep up in the tree 
house, that was sure cool, David, I can't wait until we can 
sleep up there again," Benji added.
	"Oh no!" David spoke a little louder. "I mean, after 
Jenny left and you and I were alone?"
	"OH that..... No, you asked me not to tell and I 
didn't." Benji got the picture.
	"Wow! you had me going there for awhile.... Benji... 
I'm going to ask you to promise me you will never tell, OK? 
David asked in a low whisper.
	"OK, I promise!" Benji gave his word. "Those were 
great diapers you have. Maybe your mom could tell my mom 
about them and I could have some."
	"I think they are easy to make, Mom just buys the 
material then she uses a pattern and cuts them out then 
sews them. She lets me and Jenny put on the snaps," David 
explained. "Also they are easy to put on by yourself, but I 
like Jenny to do it."
	"Me too!" Benji giggled. "She makes me feel good."
	"Besides she likes to do it, Mom says it is good 
training for her for when she has kids of her own," David 
giggled back. "Did you like it when..... I changed you?"
	Benji rolled onto his back with his feet in the air 
while holding the phone to his ear, "Sure I liked it." Then 
as if he was in deep thought, Benji asked, "Why does it 
feel so good, you know!.... What you did?"
	"I don't know for sure!" David began to whisper again. 
"But it has something to do with our bodies. Jenny feels it 
too, but I suppose it is not the same as we boys feel it."
	"I asked Mr. Lenny about it but he...". When he said 
that David interrupted.
	"You told Tom about it?" David asked excitedly.
	"No, I just asked him why it felt so good," Benji 
waited for David to answer.
	"What did he say?" David asked.
	"Not much, he didn't say much."
	"Was he mad at you for taking about it?" David 
whispered.
	"No.... He wasn't mad or anything like that," Benji 
reassured his friend.
	The boys continued to use the phone for the next few 
minutes before hanging up. All the time Benji was on the 
phone Mr. Lenny was listening to the one-sided 
conversation. It was not as if he was spying on the boy but 
it was hard from him not to have heard part of the 
conversation. When the boy hung up the phone Mr. Lenny 
called Benji over to him.
	Clara had left the house for a while to run a few 
errands. This left Tom and the boy alone, so Mr. Lenny took 
the opportunity to talk with Benji.
	"This question you asked me earlier..... it is rather 
important to you, isn't it?" Tom had sat the boy next to 
himself giving the boy all his attention.
	"What question?" Benji wasn't sure he understood.
	"A couple of times tonight you seemed to want to ask 
me something then I could not help but over hear you 
talking to David..... We are alone now and can talk freely 
if you like. I know it has something to do with changing 
your diapers." Tom tried to reassure the boy. "Did 
something happen at David's house?"
	"Sometimes..... I mean, once I..... I promised David I 
wouldn't say anything about it." Benji just did not know 
how to say it.
	"I see," said Tom, "You and David did something that 
you are not too sure about?"
	"No! We never did anything wrong.... really." Benji 
began to fidget.
	"You mentioned that Jenny changed the two of you, did 
anything happen while she was changing you?" Tom looked at 
the boy. Benji was looking at his feet while he swung them 
back and forth.
	At first Benji was about to say something but seemed 
to change his mind. "Does it happen sometimes when I change 
you, Benji?" Tom patted the boy lightly on his leg.
	"Sometimes!" Benji said in a near whisper. "When it 
happens I sometimes think I was going to pee but I didn't."
	"What do you mean, Benji?" Tom asked.
	"Is just that my pee thing gets bigger, did I hurt 
myself...... I mean it does not feel like a hurt but why 
does it swell up like that?" Benji came to the point 
expecting Tom to be shocked or something.
	But Tom just took his time answering, "I see, is that 
what has been bothering you?" Tom was very careful with his 
words not to frighten the boy.
	Benji nodded his head waiting for Tom to say something 
else.
	"Benji, as one boy to another, I can tell you nothing 
is wrong with you at all. Your body is growing up and 
changes will occur now and then. Boys are made that way, 
when we get hard like that it just means everything is 
working just fine." Tom began to explain. "This is not the 
first time it happened is it?"
	"No, it has happened before but when I was in the tree 
house it got big and stayed that way a long time." Benji 
knew he said too much already but he just wanted to get his 
answer.
	So he continued, "How come it feels good? I mean, when 
it does that?" Benji was more relaxed by this time. Benji 
felt like he could talk it out with Tom more then he could 
with his mother. Tom would understand.
	Tom asked, "Just what were you doing when it got 
harder?"
	"David was changing me!" Benji explained as he looked 
around to be sure they were alone.
	"David... I thought Jenny did the changing!"
	"She did but later David changed me, too!" Benji 
explained.
	"Oh, I see. It happened when David was changing you, 
right?" Tom seem a bit mussed at the young boy.
	"When Jenny took my old diaper off and washed me, it 
got that way too!" Benji whispered.
	"What did she do or say?" Tom asked.
	"Nothing, she just put on the new diaper and said 
nothing."
	"Really, she said nothing!" Tom was joking with the 
boy.
	Benji shook his head side to side while grinning at 
Tom.
	"But when David changed you, what happened?" Tom 
pushed for an answer.
	"My thing just tickled and got big." Benji held his 
finger and thumb up spreading wide to show Tom.
	"Penis... Benji, it is called a penis," Tom told 
Benji.
	It was not the first time Benji heard that name but he 
thought it was a bad word just as the other names he had 
heard given around school.
	Looking a bit surprised that Tom would use this name 
Benji ducked his head and giggled.
	"No, Benji, that is the real name and it is ok to 
use." Tom informed him.
	"David's got big too. He showed me!" Benji waited for 
Tom to react to his shocking statement.
	"Both of you are the same age, Benji. He is going 
though the same growth period as you are." Tom then asked, 
"What did David do after he saw you and he was hard like 
that?"
	"He tickled me right there!" Benji pointed to his 
diapers. When he did that Benji put his hand to his mouth 
realizing he just told the secret.
	"That is alright, Benji, I will keep your secret, this 
will be between you and me." Tom gave the boy a hug of 
reassurance.
	Because the secret was out Benji began to tell more 
and more of the night in the tree house. Tom listened with 
attention until Benji had let it all come to the surface.
	"Now I understand why you were feeling so guilty and 
upset. Sweetheart, It is not unusual for boys to experiment 
with new things they come to learn. The reason you felt so 
guilty was because you and David made it a secret not to 
tell. You had no way of knowing what was happening to you 
and when David asked you to keep it a secret it made you 
think something was very wrong with what you were doing. I 
am glad you told me because now you won't have to carry 
such a heavy load on your mind. I will not tell anyone 
about this but you and I must talk this out and any other 
problem you may feel funny about. I can help you, so can 
your mother. I know she will understand and she loves you 
very much," Tom discussed with the boy.
	"You promised to tell anyone else.... Do we have to 
tell momma?" Benji tugged at Tom's shirt sleeve.
	"I won't say anything to her, but I think you should 
when you feel more comfortable doing it." Tom gave good 
advice.
	For the time being, Benji seemed satisfied with the 
information he learned from Tom. But deep down inside, 
Benji still wondered why it felt so good when David and he 
played in the Tree House.