Michael

Written by Coodie

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The bell rang and I trudged down the corridor towards class. I followed
the two boys in front of me, hoping that they were in my class. It was
my first day at my new school. My family and I had moved to the coast from
the interior, and I had just started grade 8, at St Lukes College, a private
all boys school. My first class was maths, and I choose an empty pair of
desks at the back of the classroom. The one seater desks were pushed
together, two at a time to form three long rows. I hung my blazer on the 
corner of the desk and sat down. The last boy that came into the class came
and sat down next to me. While I looked at him, I thought to myself that
he was the cutest boy that I had ever seen. I was a little bit shorter than
me and had brown hair. He had, a tan, but not very dark.As he hung his
bag up, I tried to picture him wearing a diaper. He sat down next to me, and
he told me his name was Michael. I introduced myself and I learned that he 
was also new to the school, and we started getting quite friendly. Michael
dropped his pencil on the floor, and when he bent down to retreive it, his
leg rubbed against mine. When he got up again, his leg remained pressed 
against mine. We were both wearing short uniform pants, and his skin
rubbing against mine was giving me an erection. As we talked I moved up 
a bit closer to him. We didn't do any work or anything as it was only the
first day, and pretty soon it was break.

Often a guy will grab another guy from behind and hold his arms to try
and squeeze them. I was standing outside the school cafeteria during
break, when I felt someone arms around me. It was Michael. Instead of
trying to "crush" me, he held me quite softly, with his head next to mine.
In the meantime, his crotch was pressed firmly against my butt, and I don't
know for certain, but it felt like he was hard. Of course no one took any
notice of us, as I put on a show of trying to break free. Michael's hair
rubbed against my cheek, and I loved the smell of it. 

During the week, Michael and quickly became friends. This was due to the
fact that we both didn't know anyone, and we were both gay. I didn't know
Michael was like that, but I found out later on. Ever since I was small,
for some reason I liked wearing diapers. I love the feel of the thick diaper
between my legs, and nothing is better than wetting it. I tried to picture
Michael in one of my diapers that I kept hidden away at home. I fantasised
about myself laying him down on a changing pad and pulling a disposable
diaper up between his legs and fastening it tight and then letting him
sit on my lap while I hugged him.

It was Friday. Both my parents were going away for the night for a conferance
about 300km's away. I managed to convince them to let me stay at home by
myself and they eventually conceded. I asked Michael if he would like to 
come and sleep over that night. He smiled and said that he would love to.
The rest of the day, I thought about Michael and how I would go about 
getting him to wear one of my diapers.

Micheal arived at about half past seven. We ate a pizza for supper and played
on the computer for a while. I put two matresses on the floor in the lounge
for use to sleep on and put them close together on purpose. I took out two
of my disposable diapers while Michael was in the bathroom washing up, and
laid them on the desk in the study. When Michael noticed them he asked me
what they were and why they were there. I explained that they were samples
of my mom who worked for a medical company. 

He seemed happy with this explanation. We laid down on the mattreses and
decided to play a game of truth, dare or command. I went first and choose
"truth" which meant that I had to answer a question. "Have you ever jerked
off ?", Michael asked me. I had to answer yes. Next it was Michael's turn
and he choose command. I commanded him to fetch one of the diapers and 
diaper himself for the rest of the game. He moaned a bit, but after a bit of
coaxing, he got up and fetched the diaper. He dropped the diaper on the
matress and undid his pants, letting them fall to the ground. He took of
his shirt as well and laid down on the matress When he was lying down, he
removed his underpants, and tried to put the diaper on, but he was making
quite a mess of it. Seeing him lying naked there trying to diaper himself
was giving me a huge erection. "I think you had better help me put this on",
siad Michael. I couldn't believe my ears. But I didn't need to be told twice.
"I'll be back now", I said and ran to my room, and came back with a 
container of baby powder. "I might as will do it properly ",I grinned at him.

I made him lie on his stomach and rubbed baby powder all over the cheaks of
his butt. His skin was smooth and cool under my hands. I turned him over
and did the same to his crotch. Wehn I turned him over, I was greated
by his penus standing at full attention. As I rubbed the powder on, I rubbed
my hand against his dick and he seemed to enjoy this. I lifted up his legs
and slid the diaper under him and pulled it up tight between his legs and 
taped it shut. I gave him a little pat on the but to indicate that I was
finished and he stood up and admired himself in the mirror. "Hey, this is
kinda cool ", He said. I grabbed his hand and walked him over to the
chair. I sat down on pulled him down on to my lap. He leant back and I played
with his hair. "I think I like being your baby", Michael murmed softly.

-= Finis =-