Little League, Part 31 After Joey's run in with Corey he was now determined to wear diapers openly and anyone that had a problem with it could just get over it. Mitch and Trey felt the same way after seeing their younger teammate get picked on for accidentally wetting his pants. All the boys decided to show their unity in Dylan's behalf by wearing diapers under their baseball pants to the next game. The only difference being Mitch and Trey were going to wear cloth diapers like Joey so there would be no mistake that they were indeed diaper boys. While Mitch and Trey really liked Huggies ultra-thins there was a point to be made. Trey had already tired of being taunted when he pitched as a diaper boy so he thought he'd give them what they wanted to see so badly. Not only was this the biggest game of their Little League career but this would be a day that defined Mitch's, Trey's and Joey's character's and reputations and would be a day that none of them would forget, either. While the outside world might shun three twelve year old boys going around in diapers they were proud of themselves and each other. In addition Mitch called Jeremy up and told them of their plan in case he wanted to join them. Jeremy just wasn't sure how his parents would react so he said he'd think about it. Trey stood before his mirror as he got ready to do the unthinkable. The blonde headed boy slipped off his blue jeans and boxers together. He knew that his diapers would have to be very noticeable, so he laid three down on the floor and plopped his boyish butt on top. Although Trey had just turned twelve only two months earlier he noticed something that he'd never seen before. A couple of dark curly hairs had shown themselves at the edge of his sack. "That's weird," he thought to himself being that they didn't even come close to matching his bright blonde hair. Trey pulled at them just to make sure they were really attached to his young body. Then he sprinkled in baby powder and brought the wad of diapers up snug around his loins. While the main focus was showing support for Joey and Dylan he couldn't help but think about how this might affect his older sister Samantha. She didn't want any of her friends to know she had a pissy diaper boy for a brother. Since his mom and dad weren't treating his love for diapers as anything out of the ordinary he might even try just going around the house in diapers when she planned on having her friends over. Besides, some of her friends thought he was cute in diapers and the he was starting to have thoughts about getting to play baby again with them. Trey then opted for print plastic pants. The dinosaur prints were very boyish and were bound to show through the thin white baseball pants. Then Trey pulled up his plastic pants over his diaper while standing. The blue dinos really matched his deep blue eyes. Trey sat back on the edge of the bed as he pulled up the stirrups over his long white socks that went to the edge of his knee. Between the high rising black stirrups and poofy plastic pants was two areas of bare boyishly smooth legs with only a hint of muscle tone. The preteen thought it would be nice if he could just go outside and pitch the way he was at that moment. "Man I look good," he thought to himself while grinning at the smiling boy, looking back from the mirror's reflection. Trey even turned his back to the mirror and looked over his right shoulder as he watched each hand of his rub over his butt cheeks through the smooth plastic pants covering the thick white cloth diapers underneath. The blondie then pulled up his white baseball pants. They were tight and the growing boys legs pushed gently against all sides. He prepared to adjust his diapers so that he could fit them over what defined him as a 12 year old baby boy. He ran his finger downward trying to tuck the plastic pants in as good as possible. Then, with his free hand he pulled the white pants in place. The boy then turned buttward to the mirror again. Dinosaurs were showing at all angles from his well-diapered crotch. Where he had not tucked the baby pants in at back they rose up the well-defined crevice of his lower back. Trey had a slight curvature the spine that went inward. Even without diapers his buttocks rose high and outward, but now that he was all diapered and ready to play this was one hot boy built for speed. He then pulled on his Tigers baseball cap and tucked in his thick blonde hair from his eyes. It was going to be a hot day and he hated putting his jersey on thus covering his boyishly smooth chest and nipples. The boy was now fully dressed and he could hear the baby pants rustle with every step even though they were tightly pressed. At their respective houses the other two twelve year old boys, Mitch and Joey were getting ready in similar fashion. Since at the last practice his diapers were exposed to everyone Joey diapered himself to the max. It was going to be a long day. He was planning on soaking in a lot of Coke and eventually it had to go somewhere. That somewhere was going to be smack-dab into diapers and he could hardly wait. No feeling in the world could possibly be more pleasurable to a boy his age than to have a warm, pissy dipe snuggling tightly against his boyhood and rear end. Joey put on four diapers for extra protection. He didn't want a single drop of pee pee to escape and run down the inside of his white pants. Joey thought he'd put on nursery print plastic pants as well. He chose building blocks prints. His only concern was being able to get his tailgate down to scoop up ground balls headed his way. The tiny twelve year old practiced bending over to see how it felt. He noticed that he pinned his diaper too tightly, so he unpinned his diapers and repinned them for a looser fit. Joey didn't take as much care as Trey as far as poking his plastic pants beneath his baseball pants. The covered elastic waistband of his plastic pants along with a good area of plastic showed all around the top edge of his pants much like most kids' boxers do. Maybe he would be the first to start a new hot trend. Since Joey let his shirt hang free he didn't feel the need to tuck anything in anymore. Mitch like Joey didn't tuck his plastic pants in either and let his black shirt hang free. The only difference was this blonde diaper-boy wore plain gray plastic pants over three cloth diapers because he didn't have any print plastic pants. His litlle brother, James, didn't have a game but was going to watch the game with his parents. He came in the room and asked his brother to change him. He was only wet and his diaper change didn't take long. Mitch asked him if he wanted cloth diapers like he was wearing but James pointed to the bag of Pampers size 6 that was sitting on their dresser. Mitch's diapers were far more obvious than his usual Huggies Ultra-Trims that he had been wearing all season. Since Mitch was so skinny and long legged the fat diaper bulge was a sure giveaway of what was underneath his white baseball pants. Their family drove to the field. James scampered out of the car, while Mitch tried to see who was there from the backseat. He was hoping that Trey and/or Joey was there because he didn't want to face all the other boys with his diaper bulge being very prominent. What if this was one of Trey's tricks to embarrass him, he thought. After taking a brief survey he located Trey and Joey standing along the leftfield fence with their butts hidden as much as possible. From the distance it was hard to tell if they really were wearing diapers as planned. Since they were the only two and not mingling with the other teammates he was optimistic. After getting out his aluminum bat and folding the glove over the end he made his way towards his best friends. Joey and Trey noticed that Mitch had opted for the more visible cloth diapers instead of his usual Huggies and they smiled. Mitch, likewise, noticed his friends were diapered as well and grinned. James came up quickly behind him, and as soon as he caught up with them Trey took off James baseball cap and messed up his thick blonde hair and asked, "What's up, squirt?" James really liked the attention that Joey and Trey showed him. It was almost as if he had three older brothers when they were together. "You ain't wearing big boy underpants, are you?" Joey asked him. "No way!!!! Yucko!!!" commented James. Then Trey noticed the top edge of James' Pampers rising just above the top of his shorts. Trey and Joey then turned towards the field to watch the other team warm up. James started laughing as he noticed each of their butts. "What are you laughing at, squirt?", asked Mitch. James pointed at their rear ends. Mitch then exclaimed, "What the heck?" Trey and Joey started snickering. "See something you like?", asked Joey. "Yeah, kewl plastic pants, guys." The boys then noticed that four of their Tiger teammates were now tossing balls back and forth behind the rightfield fence. It looked like Zac, Marshal, Jon, and Dylan. "Might as well get it over with!" announced Trey, not knowing what kind of reaction would await them. "At least Corey ain't here," stated Joey. "True", Mitch acknowledged. Mitch then told his little brother to go find their parents. Although the walk was rather short it seemed kind of long. Letting other boys that didn't wear diapers see them like this had three little hearts pounding to the max. This was one way to get the pre-game jitters out of the way. They made their way and Trey ran down a ball that got away from Dylan and threw it back to him. Joey and Mitch started throwing with each other. No one said a word. At first no one seemed to notice, but then they could each see one by one the others starting to stare as they tried to survey their diapered conditions. While it was apparent that everyone saw that Mitch, Trey and Joey were diapered no one knew what to say and they just kept throwing the ball back and forth. Joey started kidding Dylan about how he needed to stay dry and the dark-haired boy laughed. "So how long you been wearing, uh, well, you know?", he asked Joey. "Ever since I started having trouble staying dry," he answered. Dylan smiled. He had been so embarrassed the other day about wetting his pants but knowing that Joey was three years older and was an obvious pants wetter made him feel so much better about himself. Not only that but Joey was just about the kewlest guy on the team and he admired his flare for the game. "You oughta try diapers sometime," Joey encouraged him. Dylan smiled and said, "Yeah but my mom would skin me alive." Joey could tell that the sight of him in diapers really excited his younger friend and that made him feel good. Jeremy arrived and he started tossing the ball with Trey. Mitch couldn't help but look at Jeremy's butt to see if he had been able to wear diapers as well. Sure enough, the brown-haired ten-year-old had on what looked liked either Pampers or Huggies. Now almost half the starting line-up was going to be wearing diapers. The other team finished their warm-ups and Coach Charlie had the boys huddle together for last-minute instructions before they had their short practice session. Five blonde, three brown, two black, and one red-headed pre-teen boys joined hands and made a Tiger growl as they broke from the huddle. Ten minutes later they all came back to the dugout as the game was almost ready to start. Trey would be pitching the biggest game of his life and Charlie gave him a firm smack on his butt for that extra boost of confidence as he told him to just go after them. The smack of Charlie's hand against the seat of Trey's baseball pants cracked loud as thunder as it echoed from Trey's very babyish plastic pants. In all of his years of coaching Charlie had smacked a lot of boys butts but this was the first diapered boy's butt and the sound kind of stunned him. Trey could barely feel it because of the thickness of the diapers. As each of the other Tigers filed out one by one to take the home field Charlie smacked their rears as well. His hand was only thin baseball pants away from what would be five underpants, two more plastic pants and one Pampers size 6 diaper in rapid succession. Within only seconds the coach had now hit the backsides of three more diaper-boys after Trey. Trey could really feel the mass of diapers as he took his warm-up tosses. He was really hoping it wouldn't have a negative impact. Mitch took his position at first. His diaper bulge was there for all the parents of the other boys on his team to see. While, no doubt, some parents might have thought it disgusting that a boy his age was still going around in diapers, a few others found it extremely adorable. Mitch was the kind of boy that was best described as TCTPT anyway. (Too Cute To Potty Train) Joey wandered around at short kicking the dirt. The game hadn't even started and already he had dirt all over his white pants. Then the urge to pee suddenly hit him. While most boys would have to wait between innings to run to the bathroom all he had to do was relax and let it flow out into his preferred destination. Joey bent over as if he was ready to field a groundball and let go. Hot fresh pee pee was filling the kid's diaper and no one was the wiser. He quickly looked down and his sexy white baseball pants were dry as could be. What would people think if they knew a 12 year old boy just pissed himself out on a baseball diamond. He pounded his fist into his glove and was ready to play ball. Jeremy was in rightfield just enjoying the crinkle sound of his disposable diaper. The umpire yelled "PLAY BALL", and Trey bent over and took his windup. His dinosaur prints were visible even to Joey 25 feet away. "STRIKE" was called. Trey ended up pitching the best game of his life as the Tigers won 2-0 and captured first place. The kid had found a wonderful superstition. No one had ever scored on him while he was wearing diapers. He couldn't say that about regular boys' briefs. Mitch had scored a run on a slide home that ripped the seat in his tightly stretched pants struggling to fit over thick diapers. The blondie's plastic pants were now exposed but typical to any boy that rips his pants on a slide this was something to be proud of than ashamed. "Look Joey, Mitch is showing off his panties," Trey said to Joey as Mitch came up to them after the game. During the game the other team yelled comments about diapers but as they couldn't take the lead those comments dried up unlike the diapers on half the Tigers. After all, they were losing to diaper-boys. After winning their game all the boys were hugged by coaches and parents. No one cared or said a word about their diapers. The victory was such a great accomplishment Joey suggested that they needed to break out champagne like they do on TV. "Geez, Joey, you gotta be 21 for that stuff and we're 9 years away from that," Dylan said. "Wow, we're closer to diapers than alcohol at our age. Maybe instead of getting wet from that we can just wet our pants instead." Mitch said, "Hey, I'll wet to that!!!" Then he spread his legs apart and the others could see he was wetting his diaper from the grin on his face. "I'll second that," Trey said and he did the same. Although Dylan wasn't wearing a diaper he let go a pee pee that trickled down his legs after soaking his Fruit of the Loom underpants. Joey hugged him and said, "Man we gotta get you into diapers." Dylan smiled. The boys looked at Jeremy. "So are you gonna do a victory pee pee?" Dylan asked. Jeremy smiled and said he did that in the 4th inning. "You're lying, let me see," demanded Trey. Jeremy pulled down the top of his pants to expose a yellow-colored Pampers diaper. "Kewlies," Trey said. Five boys were enjoying the taste of victory and the warm wet feeling in their pants. Life was as good as it gets for boys. Little League, Part 32 --- The Boys of Summer School had been out for two weeks and life was once again perfect for Trey, Mitch, Joey, Jeremy, and James. Of course it was a great time of the year for those kids in their neighborhood and small town that didn't wear diapers, too. In fact, life was about to get much better for Trey's sister Samantha. Her three-month punishment of having to diaper her baby brother Trey would end today. Trey's parents' plan hadn't gone exactly like they planned. While Samantha would think twice now before publicly humiliating her brother, Trey was ever bit the diaper-boy he was and was loving every minute of it. Having Trey get babied by Samantha was supposed to make him never want to see a diaper again, but his parents got the shock of their life when he played his final Little League game diapered to the max. Oh well, surely this phase would pass in time once puberty set in, so his parents decided not to make a big deal of it and let him enjoy his final months of pure boyhood in diapers if he liked them so much. They were equally shocked to learn that his best friends enjoyed diapers, too. Maybe this was the hottest fad of his upcoming generation. Instead of boxers sticking out the top edge of boys' pants, perhaps little disposable diaper cartoon strips would be next or plastic pants for older kids like Trey that just couldn't quite fit them anymore. The end of the Little League season meant the beginning of wiffle ball season at Trey's house. Samantha woke her brother early because she was going to meet her friends at the local pool. Just like every morning the last three months she discovered that he was wet. She was worried that since this was the last time she had to change him that he might be extra naughty and leave something extra for her. The blondie was a good boy, though as his diaper contained last night's pee pee. Still groggy, she rolled him onto his changing pad and pulled down his plastic pants. Then she undid each diaper pin. In a way she was going to miss changing the little monster's butt. Like Trey, she had noticed the first signs of puberty hitting him with a few dark hairs appearing around his sack. She was quite sure he was completely bald on his twelfth birthday when she got herself into this mess. Plus she had to be careful about touching him too much because he got excited, though Trey himself was yet to discover anything new. While Samantha being fourteen had her own curiosity about the male anatomy the thought of her brother getting off in front of her was totally repulsive to even think about. After removing and then placing another three cloth diapers together she pinned him up and hopefully this would be the last time she ever had any dealings with his rainmaker. Then she put the same baby pants he had been wearing back on him. "You know, Samantha, you can still diaper my butt if you want", Trey stated. "Yeah, right!!" Samantha came back. Trey smiled and rolled over on his pillow with his well-padded rear protruding from underneath the covers as she left him. After a brief nap Trey awoke for good and started watching cartoons. The twelve-year-old went downstairs dressed only in the diaper his sister put on him an hour or so earlier. Being that it was summer the kid was bareback and barefooted. Like any growing boy he raided the fridge for food. Samantha had apparently eaten the last of the leftover Pizza Hut and so he opted for cereal instead. He opened a box of Pokemon cereal and took the rest of the milk back up to his room to eat while he watched TV. As he sat there eating and watching TV the phone rang and it was Mitch. James and him were real early risers and they were itching to start playing wiffle ball. "Who's home?" Mitch enquired. "No one," Trey answered. He then went on to tell Mitch that Samantha would probably be gone all day. Both parents worked day jobs so the place was a twelve-year-old boy's paradise. "So you and James all diapered up?" quizzed Trey. "OH YEAH," was the answer. "KEWL, So bring your butts over here," Trey invited. "OK be there in a few," Mitch told him. "Guess who else is going to play with us today?" Mitch asked. Trey missed on three guesses before Mitch revealed that Jeremy and Dylan would be coming over, as well. Jeremy played with them some when he was with James but this would be the first time Dylan would play with them. Mitch and James then got ready to spend the day at Trey's house. Both boys were dressed only in Huggies but they covered them up with some baggy shorts for the walk over. They then gathered up some taped-up balls and bats. Got out a book bag which basically served them now as a diaper bag and put in six disposable diapers. They were the first boys to get to Trey's and joined him in his room to watch the 10 am version of Sportscenter on ESPN. As soon as they through their stuff down both brothers immediately peeled out of their shorts. Three blonde boys were now sitting around the TV bareback and wearing just diapers as they watched the action from their favorite sport the night before. Trey offered them some Pokemon cereal and James they each said thanks. As they watched the players results James asked the two older boys if they thought any of the major leaguers ever wore diapers at their age. That was an intriguing question that neither really thought about. It was kind of hard to imagine a grown man, especially an athlete indulging in such an activity. "I dunno?" answered Trey. "Kind of hard to imagine Mark McGwire in something as babyish as diapers," as they watched one of his homeruns fly out of the park. Mitch was a bit more optimistic. "I mean, think about it. 25 players on 30 teams." After some quick math of 750 players it really only made sense. Surely a few liked diapers at their age and for all they knew still might. Trey said, "I dunno still. I mean, it's like I ain't ever seen any diapers on any of them as obvious as ours were at our game." The three boys then laughed as they reflected on their very bold move. "Well, at least when I make it to the Major Leagues there will be at least one diaper-boy there", stated a confident Trey. "Yeah, right!" commented Mitch. "No, I'm serious, I'll be there one day," he reconfirmed. "We'll probably be out of diapers by the time we get their age." "This will probably be something we'll look back on and laugh at," predicted Mitch. "Yeah maybe," answered Trey. Kind of hard imagining their feelings for diapers would diminish but they were a long, long ways from being an adult. "You know what, Trey?", asked James. "No, what?" he replied. "When you're the next Barry Bonds, I think I'll get my boys to get your autograph on their Pampers," the nine-year-old stated. The boy who was still yet to hit double digits in years was already thinking about being a dad to his own little boys. The two older boys really cracked up at his remark. "In case you ain't heard, it takes a little more than yellow colored water from your you-know-where before you can become a dad," his older brother told him. "Last I heard you didn't even like girls," Trey laughed. The two twelve-year-olds were pretending to be experts on the birds and bees, though they were yet to experience anything themselves. "I KNOW THAT!" an embarrassed James admitted. "Oh you do, do ya," his older brother commented. "LET'S GET HIM!!!", announced Trey, and soon the two older boys were engaging in a full-out tickle attack on the nine year old. As James squirmed and screamed for them to stop they continued. "QQ UU--III--TTTT or I'lllllll uhhhh," he loudly screamed and laughed. "Or you'll what?" Trey calmly asked. That question was soon answered as the younger boy's Huggies started changing color and tried to draw nearer to his skin. "That's what I thought," said Mitch. James had really peed in his diaper good. James then got up from his tormentors. Trey then urged him to come closer to him but naturally the younger blondie was apprehensive to that idea. After several pleas to James that it wasn't a trick and that he wanted to just tell him something did he comply with that request. Trey whispered in his ear, "Do you want to get back at Mitch?" The answer came back in the form of a whisper into his ear, "YEEEAAAHHH!" Mitch had a quizzical look on his face at the conversation that didn't involve him. "OK, on the count of 3 we'll get Mitch?" Trey whispered into Mitch's younger brother's ear. Then Trey counted 1-2-3-rapidly and they turned on the skinny blonde boy. Trey was quite a bit stronger than Mitch, and soon he had him pinned though he was able to put up more resistance than James did. Trey was unable to get free to tickle his friend and let James do all the work there. The nine-year-old was thoroughly enjoying turning the tides on his older brother. He really attacked the hairless armpits and sides of him and then moved on to the feet. Mitch wasn't having much fun, though his laughter was quite the opposite. "STOPPPP!" pleaded Mitch. "You know what you have to do, don't you?" asked Trey. Soon Mitch was pissing himself helplessly like his little brother had done moments earlier. The two brother were now wearing soggy diapers, but were enjoying the neat feeling. After looking at the clock Trey suggested that it might be a good idea if they changed into some fresh dipes before the others got there. Mitch and James were reluctant to do that since their wet diapers felt so good. Only after he offered to change them did they go for the idea. The real reason Trey offered, though, was to see if Mitch had sprouted any hair down there which he had just noticed on himself. James enjoyed having Trey change him and soon the older boy had him in a fresh Huggies in no time. Then Trey moved on to Mitch while James watched. He untaped the sides on his friend's Huggies and pulled it from beneath him slowly so he could get a better look. Perhaps he was missing something because Mitch appeared as baby smooth as his younger brother. This puzzled Trey because Mitch was five months older than him, so he drew his eyes closer for a better look. James then peered closer as he tried to see what Trey was looking at. This, of course, made Mitch think that something was wrong down there. "Man, I ain't getting diaper rash, am I?", asked Mitch. Realizing that he was caught and didn't want it taken the wrong way, Trey said he looked a little irritated down there. Mitch could almost feel the itch starting from the suggestion though his skin was as clear as any other boy that wasn't wearing diapers. He asked Trey if he had any Desitin and he went to his diaper supply box and found some and handed it to him. "You mean I have to put it on myself?" Mitch jokingly asked. Trey laughed and said, "I ain't spreading that stuff on your balls and butt with my hands." James then offered to help Mitch out but he told him that he was just teasing Trey. Mitch then caressed the ointment all over down there while the other two watched. Almost as soon as Trey taped up the Huggies on his blonde friend just as the doorbell rang. The three boys then pulled on their shorts to see who it was. At the door they found ten-year-old Jeremy, and nine-year-old Dylan. Each was ready to play. Medium-length brown hair protruded from beneath the Cubs plastic batting helmet of Jeremy while the jet-black hair of Dylan similarly stuck out from beneath his Atlanta Braves baseball cap. Just like Mitch, James, and Trey, their shorts were baggy and knee-length, though the colors of each boys shorts varied. Unlike the barebacked boys inside, these two had on t-shirts. They then went to the backyard and started taking turns at bat while they awaited the others. One by one they arrived. Taylor, Cody, Nicky, Joey, and Andy were now ready for a five-on- five pick-up game. Before the arrival of the others, Jeremy had pulled his pants down enough to show his best friend James that he was now getting to wear diapers non-stop. The boy was in a Pampers size 6, and from the looks of the front he had already peed in it. The other six boys were wearing underwear under their shorts. Most hadn't really thought much about being diaper-boys, but knew that Mitch, Trey, James and Joey were. "So what?" was their feeling about their friends choice of a more fun type of underwear. All they cared about was winning the wiffle ball game. Time came to choose teams. Usually Mitch and Trey played opposite and picked teams but Mitch suggested a novel idea. "How about we play diapers versus underwear?" In years past they would play shirts verses skins but this seemed a lot more exciting and Trey said that was kewl with him and no one challenged it as a bad idea. Then Andy said that the diaper-boys would have to wear only diapers. Joey then replied that would be no prob as long as the undie boys stripped. "No way!" came back Andy. Trey then taunted him by saying, "What's a matter, chicken, 'fraid we'll see how small you are?" Nicky and Cody then encouraged him to go along with it because it sounded like fun. Besides, Trey's backyard was hidden from view and no one would know about it besides the ten boys. The real reason Andy was kind of ashamed to reveal his underwear was that his mom had bought him some bikini-style briefs. Then again, why should he be ashamed of that, he thought, that was nothing compared to the humiliation the diaper-boys were about to get, so he went along with it. On the count of three they finished getting into their-- quote-- uniforms. Trey was in his plastic pants, Mitch and James were wearing matching Huggies and Jeremy was wearing Pampers. To everyone's surprise Joey was wearing regular white boys underpants like Dylan and the blonde-haired Nicky had the same style, only they were red in color with a white waistband. Both Cody and Taylor were brown-haired and were wearing the popular boxers, though both were cartoon characters. Eleven- year-old Cody's was Pokemon while Taylor's were Taz. This meant the undie boys outnumbered the dipes 6-4. Trey asked Joey what he was doing out of uniform and the others laughed. Joey revealed that he kind of had the runs the night before and all his diapers were being washed. "Oh OK so that explains the multiple underpants then," teased Mitch. Joey was indeed wearing four layers. "OK, I guess that counts as a diaper, so get your butt over here," Trey demanded. "Oh NO!! he's an undie boy and he's on our team," demanded Cody. "Oh yeah!!" Trey fired back. "Looks to me like you're wearing panties so maybe you need to be on the girls' team." Cody then reminded Trey that a lot of people call what he's wearing plastic panties so maybe he could join him. This caused Mitch to snicker because Trey was always calling his baby pants "panties" and now another boy was returning the favor. As the argument continued over Joey's official status, Dylan stepped in and offered to be a diaper-boy. This took everyone by surprise and it got everyone quiet for a few moments. "Well, OK, what kind do you want?" asked Trey. "I don't know, Whatever I guess," responded Dylan. "Make up your mind, Dylan, 'cause we got to get started," Trey continued. Dylan acknowledged that he would like one like Trey. That was a surprise as well, but the dark-haired boy remembered wearing that style to bed every night 'til he was like five and remembered how great they felt. Trey told them they would be back in a few and they went up to get Dylan in his new "uniform." Since Dylan was basically clueless Trey pinned them on him from his supply and pulled up a pair of his plastic pants as well. Dylan asked Trey what he should do in case he got about to pee. Trey reminded him that, "just do it in your dipe, kiddo." The dark haired boy could hardly wait for that opportunity. After getting back to the others, they learned of a wager that was voted in. If the undie-boys won then the diaper-boys would have to give up diapers for one full week. If the diaper boys won the undie-boys would have to go to the store and buy diapers and return to play in them exposed tomorrow. The stakes had never been higher on a boys' wiffle ball game. The diaper-boys got off to a big early lead but the undie- boys pulled ahead on their last at bat. Mitch, James, Trey, Jeremy and the newly acquired diaper boy named Dylan huddled for one last rally. They were trailing 18-15 in the last of the ninth. The undie-boys were hoping that they had saved themselves with just three outs to go. The thought of going back to underpants was just plain awful to the diaper-boys. Trey came up with the diaper-boys trailing 18-17 with two outs, Mitch on second, and Dylan on first, and cracked one off the ivy fence next door as the red-underpants blonde Nicky just missed it. He relayed it to Joey as Mitch crossed home and Dylan turned towards home from third. Joey had him in plain sight and Dylan's oversized diapers made for a huge target. Joey took a big windup to hit him before he touched home. Dylan was just hoping that the plastic ball would hit him in the well-padded butt rather than burn his bare legs. He grimaced with anticipation of the throw against his body but the ball flew harmlessly by instead. The diaper-boys jumped up and down with delight. It sure would be neat seeing the other boys in diapers as well tomorrow. More than that, though, underpants would not have to grace their rear ends 'til they wanted them. As Mitch and Trey looked at Joey thinking how did he miss the sure target, Joey winked at them and they knew why. The other four undie boys then ran towards Joey with an answer as well. Joey just shrugged and said he was sorry. "Dylan put the fake on me." After such an exciting game it was time for a bathroom break. The undie-boys found nearby bushes and let 'er fly. Of course the diaper-boys celebrated with a victory pee in their diapers just like they did after their big Little League game. Joey suddenly had a surprise of his own. He still had some sort of tummy ailment and all the running had got him overheated. He squirted into the seat of his multiple underpants accidentally. He went over and told Trey that he had to go to the bathroom. Trey immediately caught a whiff and saw that his friend brown stained underpants in back. Luckily Joey had worn multiple underpants. Mitch then told Joey to get one of their Huggies and put it on after he cleaned up. This was one time the twelve-year-old really needed a diaper because he couldn't help it. After getting into his Huggies, Joey walked home dressed only in his diaper. The next day the undie-boys showed up with a jumbo pack of Pampers size 6. Instead of Undies versus Diapers, the new game was Huggies versus Pampers. On this day the tides were tuned and Pampers won. Ten pre-teen boys were enjoying their youthfulness and summer playing with each other dressed only in diapers. The next match up would be Wet diapers verses Dry. Little League, Part 33 All Stars were now over and the Central Little League was ready to embark on there annual trip to Atlanta to take in a couple of Braves games. This year they had a really good All-Star team. They actually made it all the way to the Virginia Quarter Finals. That was a feat that had never been accomplished before. Their dreams of Williamsport ended oddly enough in Williamsburg. Yrey had pitched brilliantly through out the All Stars and all the coaches knew someday he would be a very special baseball player. Joey and Mitch also made All-Stars but both had limited playing time. Dylan and Jeremy were still too young but both had hopes of making All-Stars next year. Jeremy's dad volunteered to be a chaperone this year. From the tales he heard from last years trip he thought that Coach Charlie was not as careful with the boys as he should have been for his peace of mind. Jeremy's dad was an ex-marine sergeant and he felt like he could handle the challenge of six rowdy boys. While Jack was a strict disciplinarian he was also a very loving father of this only child. For a couple of months now Jeremy was being allowed to wear diapers like a baby all the time just as Mitch and James were allowed to do. He wasn't too keen on the idea at first. He and his wife had let James and Jeremy both indulge in that behavior last summer at the beach, but that was mostly to allow James to not feel so ashamed about him accidentally wetting his bed when he was having sweet dreams of wearing Pampers. As the months passed Jeremy started intentionally wetting his bed so he could have those wonderful diapers at night as well. They bought him Goodnights although Jeremy desperately wanted the real thing. After seeing Mitch was wearing Huggies under his uniform to the season opener, Jeremy's mom had a long talk about diapers with his mom and was satisfied that older boys wearing diapers was OK considering they were very, very happy and were making better grades than ever in school. Jeremy's parents sat down with him and had a long talk and the ten year old was promised that he could wear all the diapers he wanted provided he kept his grades up. One of the boys' favorite things now was helping his mom shop for groceries because that always meant a trip down that very kewl diapers aisle that contained Huggies, Pampers, Luvs, Drypers and store brand cheapo diapers. She could tell by the wide smile on her pre-teen son's face when she added a jumbo pack of the best buy in diapers to their cart that he was in heaven. At home he eagerly helped put away the groceries and when they finished he hugged her tightly and thanked her for his dipees. Then both would playfully run up to his room where he would immediately jump down on his changing pad so his mama would then change his pee pee diaper and tape a fresh smelling one to his cute little fanny. Jack even enjoyed having his baby boy back even if that baby was ten years old. He changed his son's diapers equally with his wife and Jeremy liked for his dad to change him just as much as his mom. And so it was that the greyhound bus containing twenty- nine boys, seven adults roared out at 11 pm towards Hotlanta on a mid July Friday night. Jack's group contained the most boys by far. They all had one thing in common. They all loved wearing diapers. One year ago when they set off for this same trip only Trey and Joey were intentionally put together because of being bedwetters and other than their parents and coach Charlie this was a well-guarded secret. This year everyone on the bus knew that Jack's group was made up of known diaper wearers. Normally this would get such a group of boys teased unmercifully by other non- diaper wearing boys but seeing how Trey was among them they were more affectionately dubbed the Rugrats. That occurred after Dylan, Jeremy, Trey, Mitch, and James got their haircut to the same rat- tail style as Joey for the trip. One great thing about wearing diapers on the long bus trip meant they wouldn't have to worry about using the stinky bus bathroom or go to the rest area bathrooms. Instead when the urge to pee hit all they had to do was make like a two year old and do it in their pants. By the time the boys hit Atlanta only one of the six boys' diapers was dry. That was the one taped to the dark-haired Dylan's behind. This kid was still very new to diapers and he was still trying to undo a few years of potty training. With his rattail haircut the nine year old looked very similar to the diaper boy named Tom in the internet pics. After eating at the Waffle House the twenty-nine boys and seven men checked into the Ramada Inn. When Jack got his group of Rugrats to the room he got their attention and spelled out his rules so there would be no misunderstandings and he could maintain control of this rather large group. Jack seemed to be much different than they imagined he would be as he barked off: "RULE #1- When we are out at Whitewater and the Braves games stay with me at all times. That means absolutely no wandering off. RULE #2- No rough housing. Last year some parents had to pay for broken lamps, etc. Not only that but someone could get hurt and we're here to have a good time not visit the emergency room. RULE #3- Lights out 30 minutes after we return from the game. No staying up all night like last year, and finally... RULE #4. You all get your diapers changed at the same time to make this as efficient as possible and here are the times we do this so it would be a good idea to use your diapers before getting changed because if you go soon afterwards you will have to stay in it awhile. Diaper changes will be now and then again at noon at Whitewater and then at 5pm before we go to the game and after we return from the game everyone will strip and take a bath and brush your teeth. Then I will diaper you all for bed. Tomorrow's diaper changes will begin at 7 am, 11 am and after we get back from the game." Trey told Jack that that wasn't necessary because they could change their own diapers. Jack reminded him that he was in charge and he would take care of all the diaper changing that was to be done or that no diaper wearing would be allowed. "Wow, is your dad always like this?" Joey mumbled to Jeremy. "Yeah he can be pretty strict at times." "Dang, I didn't realize we joined the army. Was he like this at the beach last year?" Mitch whispered to his little brother. James shook his head no, afraid to even speak at all. James was thinking that Jeremy's dad had just turned into Mr. Hyde. "OK, diaper change time," as Jack looked at his wristwatch to stay on schedule. He lay down a changing pad of Jeremy's and said, "let's start with the oldest boy and go to the youngest. OK, who's the oldest?" With that, Joey looked at the others before slowly setting down on the Scooby Doo changing pad. His Pampers Size 6 was there for all to see as Jack pulled off the royal blue nylon knee-length shorts he was wearing. The other five boys all stared at the yellow-stained wrinkled diaper that had gelled around his wee wee making a slight lump in front. Jack told the others to get their new diapers ready as he quickly realized he needed one of Joey's after unfastening the tapes and letting it flap open. This gave Trey an opportunity to survey Joey's crotch area for signs of puberty. Although Joey was the oldest boy by almost six months over Trey he was still as smooth down there as they come. No pubic hair was yet to invade the smaller boy's privates. All the boys remained silent knowing that their diaper was about to be changed in front of the others. Mitch fetched Jack a fresh Pampers as requested and in no time flat it was pulled snugly between Joey's slightly tanned legs. Then Joey sprang up and Mitch quickly took his place on Scooby's face. Mitch's navy blue Atlanta Braves mid thigh cotton shorts waistband was tugged at by Jack and off they came exposing the frosty white plastic pants underneath. The blonde twelve year old with his skinny frame and long hair was the perfect picture of boyhood cuteness. Trey commented, "I like your panties Mitchypoo," causing the other tensed boys to break out a chuckle. Mitch just smiled back rather than getting angry. There was something about another boy commenting about his diaper that seemed so kewl. As Jack peeled off the baby pants, a yellow-stained very thick cloth diaper was revealed. Jack then unpinned the blue teddy bear diaper pins and slid the damp white cloth from under the boy's butt. Just like Joey before, Jeremy's dad wiped the blondie's diaper area clean with a sweet-smelling Huggies baby wipe and handed James the used diaper to take to a makeshift diaper pail in the bathroom. Trey then took note to see if Mitch had developed any hairs like him, but the skinny twelve year old was just as bare as Joey. Since they would be leaving for Whitewater soon Mitch handed Jack a Pampers just like the one Joey was now wearing and quickly found it wrapped tightly around his waist and between his very tanned legs from the hot summer sun. Trey felt embarrassed as he took his place. Would the others notice he had developed something unusual and laugh and point. The bigger blonde boy tried to just act normal and hope no one noticed. His knee-length red boardie shorts that he usually wore for swimming was pulled down and the Goodnights diaper underneath was exposed. He had outgrown real baby diapers and was now wearing cloth ones mostly like Mitch, but his mom figured that disposables would be best for the stay away from home. "Goodnights!!!!, ?Yucko!!!!" teased Joey. One year earlier this was the only diaper type that graced Joey's rear end as he was an embarrassed bedwetter, but since then he was into the real baby diapers and such a site of supposed to look like underwear was an awful thought. Jack pulled off the Goodnights off of Trey and Trey laid there hoping no one would giggle. Jack's dad then commented, "Looks like Trey is on his way to becoming a man." The other boys wondered what was meant by that remark and still didn't notice his light traces of dark pubic hair that was not at all like the bright, thick, blonde hair atop his head, but the kid on the changing pad thought all of them saw it as he tried to fold his legs over his crotch area to hide the view. Jack then pulled the Goodnights over Trey's ankles and worked them up his firm slight muscle developing strong legs. Then his son Jeremy sat down on the changing pad as Trey finished adjusting the Goodnights diaper as he was now on his feet. Jeremy's royal blue fleece sweatpants were quickly bunched around the ten year old's ankles and just like the three boys before him his diaper was of the same condition. Only the brand name was changed to protect the wetness. The brown-haired boy's Huggies were extremely wet. The kid had double-wetted his diaper and even the complete backside was heavy from pee pee. A fairly large wet spot on the right leg was evident from a leak. "OK Tiger, looks like you really whizzed your dipe," commented his dad as the others snickered. Then his diaper was unfastened and Jeremy raised his legs in the air as his dad gently wiped the pee pee from his only child's butt with tender loving care. The ten year old's cute baby-fat butt looked hungry for another sweet smelling crinkly Huggie. That happened soon enough as the thick Huggies size 6 was pulled in place. The brown haired boy then joined the others who just had their diapers changed. No one was ready to sit down and Jack asked as to who was older, James or Dylan. The black-haired Dylan said he thought he was but he didn't need to be changed. Jeremy's dad figured that was impossible since eight hours had passed since they boarded the bus the night before. Dylan was told to lay down anyway and Jack quickly pulled his white shorts that were of a length more mid- 80's than of today's length-down. Sure enough, his white Luvs diaper was still very dry looking. "If you need to go better do it now, Dylan," encouraged Jack. "Next diaper changing will be a few hours away at the Water Park." The dark-haired boy felt like he really needed to pee but the kid was still not used to intentionally peeing in his pants. What was worse was his tummy was feeling a little queasy as well. The youngster got back up after Jack pulled up his white short shorts in place. The kid's diaper was very evident under the thin tight shorts. Even the purple Barney tape strip showed at the top edge in front. Mitch's younger brother James was the last boy since he was the youngest. The now nine year old like his older brother was diapered with cloth ones and plastic pants. The very cute blondie had very squishy diapers like his best friend Jeremy. He had double wetted his too. "Oh, ain't that adorable, James is wearing plastic panties just like Mitch," commented Jack. Trey laughed hard at that remark. "They're PLASTIC PANTS!!!!" James demanded. "Whatever," Trey snickered at James' frustration with the wording. Like Mitch he was put into Pampers for the outing for the sake of convenience. All the boys, except for Dylan were now going around dressed only in diapers. Jeremy, Dylan and Trey had on t-shirts, while all the Pampers wearing boys were bareback for maximum comfort. Joey's cute little outee belly button made him look very baby-boyish as it rose just above the light blue edge of the diaper. The boys then staked out their sleeping quarters and started unpacking. Jack planned on sleeping in one bed with his son and Mitch and James had brought along an air mattress for the floor where the two brothers planned on sleeping together. That left the other bed for Trey, Joey and the newest diaper-boy Dylan. After watching a few cartoons Jack then told them to get ready for the Water Park. The boys dreaded getting out of their diapers but knew the water park would be more fun. James opened up his suitcase and fetched out a tiny red bikini that he wore on his swim team. Mitch reached into his clothes and pulled out a matching red Speedo as well. As the two blonde brothers took off their Pampers Jack said, "Whoa, Whoa, what do you all think you're doing?" The twelve year old answered that he was getting ready for the Whitewater. Jack reminded them that for the duration of the trip everyone would remain in diapers. "But what about the water park?" Mitch quizzed. "Most definitely there," Jack instructed. They have a very strict rule that states all children who are not potty trained and are in diapers and all children four years and younger will have to wear diapers and a plastic or vinyl training pants. Trey then reminded Jack that they were all potty trained and well over age four and only wore diapers because they are kewl. Jeremy's dad wasn't buying any of that talk. "They had a very bad e coli outbreak here a few years ago and I'm not taking any chances with you guys having any accidents, 'cause that could get me in big trouble if they find out you guys basically wear diapers non-stop." While the boys were very comfortable around each other in diapers, going out in public in diapers was another matter, because they knew people would make very smart remarks about kids their age still being in diapers. "What's e coli?" Joey quizzed smartly. Jack explained that it was a result of someone pooping in the water. "That's sick!" commented Trey. "We won't do anything like that," Mitch affirmed. Jack said, "no more talk about it. If you are saying you don't need to wear diapers then no one will be allowed to wear diapers from this point on. All I know is boys and accidents go together," Jack told them. About that time Joey noticed a smell. "Speaking of accidents I think I smell one. Pee-eew, Joey is that you?" Trey demanded. "Don't look at me," as the brown-haired boy laughed while denying the accusation. Then Trey said, "Well someone just crapped their diaper" as he focused in Mitch's and James direction. They were innocent as well. Dylan had to pee really bad, but since his tummy was not doing very well he had just filled the backside as well at the same time. "Dad, I think Dylan needs a change," commented Jeremy. "I guess Mr. Dylan will have to wait 'til noon," Jack acknowledged. Dylan started looking very panicked. That would mean the boy would have to get on the bus in a very smelly diaper and would no doubt be made fun of. All the boys got as far away from the dark haired boy as they could because the smell was horrible. "YOU CAN'T MAKE HIM GO LIKE THAT!" Trey demanded. Trey was quickly getting put out with Jeremy's dad's controlling attitude. Jack was getting put out with Trey's demanding remarks. Dylan then started to have watery eyes and told Jack that he felt sick. "OK Dylan, I will change you this time, but boys, remember, the next diaper change that will be made is noon and I mean it." Mitch and James then retaped their Pampers back in place as Jack got ready to take care of a very messy diaper. As Jack removed Dylan's white shorts it was a good thing the boy was wearing diapers. The dark haired boys Luvs were brown-stained very badly all the way up his diaper's backside. It was a major blowout for sure that Jack had never seen before. Joey fetched him a washcloth because the baby wipes were no match for what a ten year old boy could do in a diaper. Dylan's brown-stained butt slowly turned white but it took a lot of work. For extra measure he had the kid take a shower. Upon getting out of the shower the boy was put back into Luvs. It was now time to go to the bus for the trip to the water park. Little League, Part 34 From the Ramada Inn room widow that the boys were staying in Trey looked out and saw some of the other boys from their group start loading into the bus. Jack had the boys finish getting dressed for their trip to the water park. All the boys put on various colored regular style swimsuits that covered their diapers. Altogether, there was six boys that was wearing three Pampers, one Huggie, one Luv and one Goodnights diaper that were all concealed by swimsuits. They all opted to go bareback. When boys get together for a day of wet fun sometimes memories are short when it comes time to gather up clothes, so the least worn the better. Jack, in the meantime, gathered up six fresh smelling baby diapers for the change that his boys would surely need before returning back to their motel and stuffed them in his son's bookbag. Although Jeremy's book bag had prints of Braves logos all over it, the contents within were baby diapers. Jack might as well be carrying a baby blue diaper bag with little teddy bears all over it for his prepubescent little gang. The boys and Jack then walked down the hall towards the bus. The crinkle of baby diapers echoed rather loudly in the quiet, close, confined hall. Once outside the roar of the bus engine drowned out that sound all together. Within fifteen minutes the count was taken and everyone was on board for a day of wet fun. Some boys were bound to have more wet fun than the others and Jack's little gang was sure bound to have their share since there would be no need for bathroom breaks from the water slides, wave pools and surf wave. The bus arrived and all the boys scrambled eagerly to the gates of the park with their chaperones doing the best they could to keep up. However Jack was going to keep a close leash on his group and he demanded that they all stay together and do the same things while he watched. Jack's group was the last to enter and his six boys were chomping at the bit to get started. As soon as they entered Mitch and Trey started doing the "Malcolm in the Middle" trick of trying to get each other to look at a circle that was made by the other bringing the index finger and thumb together. Once your victim looked that meant you got to punch him in the arm. Jack was trying to instruct the other four boys that they all needed to get sunscreen on before they did anything when he witnessed Trey haul off and deliver a firm punch into Mitch's shoulder. Jack then went over to break up the horseplay from the twelve year olds as the other boys watched. In no time flat he had Mitch and Trey bend over a wooden railing. Then he delivered multiple hard swats to each of the boy's behinds. Being that the blonde boys were diapered the spanking was virtually painless. However the humiliation of having to bend over and get spanked in public was very degrading. Mitch started to sob quietly while Trey was mad as fire. The other four boys almost gasped as they witnessed their friends spanking. All the boys knew for sure Jack meant business. Soon the boys were at a man-made beach where they threw down their towels. Jack got out the SPF 45 and proceeded to rub it on his son's back. Dylan insisted that he didn't need any. The black haired boys skin was already so tanned from playing in the summer sun there was no way he could possibly sunburn. Likewise was the case for Mitch and James where they spent a lot of time at their local pool. Trey was deep tanned as well. His hair was almost white from his time in the sun. Joey and Jeremy were the only two boys that had fair skin that needed a little protection. Dylan's complaining was very light as Jack gave him a look that meant no more arguing the matter. Soon the boys realized they might as well do as Jack instructed. While some of the boys from the other groups were bound to get sunburned, Jack was taking more caution with his little boys. Jeremy's dad was more and more acting like an over protective mother of little toddlers. The first stop was the water slides. Naturally the highest the better. Jack awaited at the bottom as his six diapered boys made their way to the top. After getting out of his sight the boys started asking complaining with each other. Jeremy felt so embarrassed as the others talked about how good it was to finally get away from his dad. After awkward silence on his part Jeremy offered an apology to Mitch and Trey for the spanking they got. Of course any boy would never call a spanking a spanking in actual words so Jeremy's remark was "I'm sorry my dad did well... you know." Trey told him that it was "no bad" on his part as he rubbed Jeremy's brown hair and hugged the smaller boy. Mitch agreed and said, "Don't worry I didn't even feel it" In a loud tone Joey announced, "thank God for dipees, huh?" The six boys laughed and Trey encouraged Joey to not be so loud about you know what. The line was long and soon Dylan announced that he was about to get wet. "No dah, We're almost at the top", Jeremy came back. "No, I mean wet within, if you know what I mean," stated the dark-haired ten-year-old. This caused the other five boys to giggle and Joey told him to "GO FOR IT!" As all the boys were in diapers over the last few months that had become their saying of approval when one was about to do something in their diaper. Dylan spread his legs apart and the others watched his face change to the expression of "aaahhhhhhhh." They all knew that wonderful sensation well of when the warm pee-pee comes out and starts spreading around the inside of a baby diaper and trickles around the privates and coats them good before creeping it's way up your butt. By the long look of relief on their friend's face they knew this one was what they had started calling a "butt runner" which meant a very long wetting that had to seek out the high regions of the seat of the diaper. "BR?", quizzed Joey. "Oh ya, big-time," answered the ten year old who was thoroughly enjoying the sensation of it's freshness. Trey felt a strange feeling in his diaper. He wasn't about to pee, but his peener felt like it was getting bigger. He had noticed this before when someone talked about doing something in their diaper and just figured it meant that he was about to pee as well. Of course that never happened until well after his swelling went down. It was now the boys' turn and as each of them took their turn they felt the cold water against their rears as they sat their butts on the slick mat. After a big splash at the bottom all the boys had soggy diapers, even if only one of the diapers had a yellow form of wetness. Their diapers felt heavy within their swimsuits as they had expanded. The gel like feel of their diapers was really kewl. A little boy who looked to be about four passed them in his Little Swimmers. "That's what we really need", announced James. "Yeah right, people would be falling over in their tracks if they knew we were wearing baby diapers," his brother Mitch responded. Most of the boys wanted to go back up and slide back down again but Jack encouraged them to follow him to the surf wave. The cold water that was now on the other five boys bodies had tripped physical changes within their young bodies. Something about cold water makes one about to pee and the walk to the other area of the park only added to their bladder pressures. Little League, Part 35 All the boys started following Jack to the Surf Wave. The crinkle of their baby diapers was no longer evident due to the sogginess of their diapers from the waterslide. The diapers had swelled and the neat gel-like substance had expanded against their privates. If only the diaper gel felt warm instead of cold the feeling would have been awesome. The cold water against their young bodies combined with the heat from the summer sun was now begging their small boy bladders to react. As they walked Trey and Joey were able to let loose into their diapers. The fresh wetness from peeing was just too good as both twelve year olds felt it warm up their front and crotch area. Their diapers didn't have any more room to contain such a wetting thanks to being wet from the waterslide and each boy felt this sensation trickle down the insides of their smooth boyish legs. The trail of pee pee blended in with all the other water on the sidewalk so no one knew any better but Trey and Joey who looked at each other and almost exploded with a laugh as they tried to cup their hands over their mouths. The other boys looked back at them and while at first they looked to see what was going on, they could tell by the way the two were acting that they had just pissed themselves while walking. Joey and Trey had been used to wearing diapers so long, they really didn't need to think about it and whizzing on the fly was no problem at all. The gang finally got in line at the Surf Wave as Jack awaiting them on a bench. Between the loudness of people screaming and yelling and the rush of the tremendous force of the jet propelled water the boys had the perfect opportunity for their favorite talk. DIAPER TALK!! They had gotten so comfortable with wearing diapers and seeing each other in them it seemed like the most normal thing in the world to these red blooded American boys. They quizzed each other and talked rather loudly and candidly about it now in this very public setting. Since they were 300 miles from home in Atlanta it wasn't like someone from school would overhear them anyway. "So who's not pissed their dipee?" Trey proudly questioned. Mitch, James, and Jeremy admitted that their diapers were squishy but not from the fun kind of squishy. "What, 'cha, wusses waiting on DO IT?!", exclaimed Trey. Although the bright blonde-headed youngster's parents didn't like him using such words, he had picked up that language from his older sister who had gotten in the habit of calling him such adult-like insulting names. Jeremy admitted he had been busting for quite awhile but had to stand in one place. The two Thomas brothers smiled and said that they were ready to make wee-wee. The dark-haired, Dylan watched all this with amazement. Hanging out with his new diaper-boy friends was the most fun the ten year old ever had. While doing such things in your pants at home got a disappointed look and comment, these guys took pride in who did it first, the wettest and the most. If someone did the big number it really got a reaction of teasing although it was a fun kind of MESSING with each other. Their definition of disappointment was STAYING DRY. Joey started the countdown slowly, ONE--- TWO---- and then Jeremy said, "HOLD ON" as he wasn't quite ready. The ten year old brown haired boy leaned over the railing concentrating on all that water in front of him just like the other two blondies, Mitch and his younger brother James who were already positioned just right. All three boys had spread their legs apart to make it easier to pee and Joey restarted the count. Within five seconds all three boys were feeling incredible warming in their baby diapers. Jeremy's Huggie and Mitch and James' Pampers didn't hold up, either, to their wettings and a tiny streak of yellow fluid escaped and trickled down their legs. Trey announced that James was the winner as his pee-pee was the first on the wet concrete beneath his feet. "Gimme some skin!", he asked of the nine year old and James with a smile as wide as the Grand Canyon obliged with a high five attempt as Trey drew his hand away and laughed. "NO FAIR, HE CHEATED!" exclaimed his older sibling Mitch. Joey verified and even got Dylan to confirm James the winner. "How you figure he cheated?" asked Trey. "TINY TANK's legs ain't as long as ours," Mitch chuckled. All six boys were laughing real hard now and Joey admitted that he did have a point. "TINY TANK" had now become the favorite nickname of Mitch's kid brother that Trey had given him weeks earlier due to his frequency of wetting his diaper. Two girls that looked to be about twelve were in line behind them but the boys continued on with their diaper talk. The two little long-legged bikini clad preteen girls tried to act as if they weren't listening to them but every word was being taken in their ears. While the SURF WAVE was bound to offer plenty of excitement, nothing could match six preteen boys talk openly about wearing diapers. The temptation to grab Joey's cute little butt was almost overwhelming to them as they wondered what type of diaper each of the boys was really wearing. Although they wanted to they were still too shy to make such a move and just crowded closer to them trying to listen as much as they could. Finally, each boy had a board in hand to see who could tame the raging water coming at them. They had to enter one at a time and Joey wanted to go first. Although the twelve year old planned on showing off, his attempt ended almost as soon as it started as he got washed away into the exit side. As Joey got up he could feel the tapes on his Pampers pull loose and quickly looked down. Luckily his diaper was trapped in the mesh inside liner of his neon orange swim trunks. Joey quickly positioned himself against a flagpole once exiting the pool. His diaper was so heavy from all the water he was afraid someone might think he dumped his pants full that didn't know better. While he got himself situated, Jeremy came rumbling and tumbling into the exit pool as well. Joey wanted to see if Jeremy's diaper had given way as well, but nothing looked all that unusual except for a slight diaper bulge. Jeremy waddled over towards Joey once spotting him. "So how's your dipee?" Joey asked him. "Heavy, REEEEAAALL HEAVY. WHY?", responded Jeremy. "My tape's busted," Joey confided. "So where's it at?" asked the ten year old. Joey told him it was still on his swim trunks somewhere. Jeremy noticed that sagging of Joey's orange swimsuit and commented that he looked like he did a big stinky in his pants. About that time the black- haired Dylan came rolling into the exit pool. He pretty much got up and walked over to Joey and Jeremy as if nothing out of the ordinary was wrong with his diaper other than it weighing a ton. Jeremy's Huggies and Dylan's Luvs luckily had plastic backing on their diapers as opposed to the Pampers boys who had the cloth- like outer covering that helped keep their tapes fastened under the extreme conditions. Mitch entered the wave next. Unlike the three boys before him, he was able to catch a ride on the man-made wave. Joey. Jeremy and Dillon had gotten washed out almost as soon as the rushing water hit them. The long legged, deep-tanned blondie looked very much at home on a wave. Mitch could easily pass for a California surfer boy with his hot looks and carefree smile and easygoing nature. Just as Mitch tried to get into some tricks he felt his diaper break loose from his slender 22 inch waist. He bailed out and let the wave carry him into the exit pool. Mitch could feel his diaper plopping up and down against his butt as the water thrashed about. The twelve year old was afraid to emerge from the pool for fear he would lose his diaper, at worst, or look like he did a number in his pants, at best. A seventeen year old female lifeguard whistled and motioned for him to get out and reluctantly he complied. As he walked over to the others Dylan commented, "Good ride, dude, but looks like you did you-know-what in your pants." "Not funny," Mitch answered. "These Pampers bite when it comes to water fun," stated Joey as he showed his friend that he knew exactly what it felt like. "You think anybody saw my diaper?" quizzed Mitch. The other three acted as if everybody couldn't miss it, though it really wasn't the case. As they talked among themselves at Joey's and Mitch's pampered predicament a huge bust of laughter broke out followed by people clapping their hands and applauding and whistling. As Mitch turned back toward the pool he just exited, he saw his younger brother standing completely naked and taking a bow and waving his hand at everyone. The nine year old's hand me down swimsuit was too loose on him and he hadn't drew the drawstring tight at all. The result was a complete washout, diaper included. His Pampers lay on the surface of the water bobbing up and down several feet behind him and his red shorts were still caught up in the backflow. There was nothing the youngster could do but ham it up. Joey, Jeremy, and Dylan were all rolling on the wet concrete in all-out laughter. Mitch didn't know whether to go rescue his kid brother or run off and hide. As the people urged him on, James kept turning around bowing to all that were clapping for more and thus mooning the people in his rear view. The only two things the little boy was wearing was a big wide smile and a diaper tan. Jack came running from out of nowhere with a big fluffy white towel he got from someone to the tiny streaker. James' tiny peener hardly offended anyone and everyone seemed to think it was just about the cutest thing they ever witnessed. The big white towel soon engulfed the entire boy as Jack tried to save him from the embarrassment of a lifetime. Boos could be heard as James was no longer exposed. The lifeguard went in and fetched the red swimsuit and handed them to Jack and she was smiling and asked him if he was OK. James, who had put on quite a show, smiled back with a devilish grin and nodded everything was fine. Trey was now trying to outdo Mitch's hang time. The twelve year old was putting on quite a show himself as he tried to impress the cute girls behind him. The rush and roar of the water had drowned out all the laughter that James had gotten. His view was restricted by an angle so he was totally unaware that James had gone streaking. Finally the lifeguard blew her whistle telling him to give it up and give the next in line a chance. Trey was so proud of himself. His Goodnights didn't have tapes to bust so he came out of the water practically running. "I kicked y'alls butt on the wave," he stated cockily. "YEAH YEAH!" commented Joey. No one had even seen any of Trey's showing off. For all they knew he probably got spit out like the first three boys. Naturally, all the attention surrounded James and what he was thinking about. Trey couldn't understand and asked, "Hey what's up you guys?" Joey laughed and said, "no, the question is, what's off." "What's that suppose to mean?" Trey quizzed. "Nothing. Nothing at all," teased Mitch as the other four boys laughed. Trey was missing the inside joke and the more he pried the more they had fun with it. "So what happened? Let's get back in line," he continued. Jack said that it was time for them to get their diapers changed. Jeremy said, "Lets put it this way, Trey, you really MISSED it." Dylan said, "I thought it was James that MISSED it." All the boys laughed except the puzzled-looking Trey. He finally got so frustrated with the others he said, "SCREW all of you!" Jack turned around and told Trey that had better be the last of that kind of language. "Why, you want to beat my ASS again?" he smarted back. Jack remained without comment as they all headed towards the nearest restroom. In a far corner he spread out a changing pad and asked James to sit down on it first. He got out a fresh Pamper and had it taped on in no time flat since there was no used diaper to remove from the nine year old. Then Dylan sat his heavy Luvs diapered butt down and it was removed. It was replaced with another Luvs diaper. Then he changed his son Jeremy. Trey knew it was his turn since he was the next youngest but Jack told him that he would be last and asked Mitch to lay down. Mitch and Joey were soon changed into fresh Pampers. Then Trey sat down on the changing pad last and gave Jack a rolling of the eyes look. Jack removed the Goodnights diaper from Trey and then he asked Trey to roll over on the changing pad. Trey knew what that meant and jumped up in protest. Before he knew what hit him the twelve year old was bent over the knee of Jack and the "smack" "smack" "smack" of Jack's hands were being felt against Trey's bare still slightly dampened butt. "NO MORE BAD LANGUAGE, YOUNG MAN!" Jack stated. Trey was actually teary-eyed and just nodded. Soon Trey was back into a fresh Goodnights. Jack then told them that they could go back to the waterslides. All the boys wanted to go back to the wave pool but after James' incident he was not about to chance that happening again. As added insurance Jack tied each of the boys drawstrings together to make sure no one lost any more diapers in action. They were all being treated more like two year olds than preteens by Jack and they hated it. No one argued with Jack about going back to the wave pool. Trey continued rubbing his fanny from the two spankings he had received in about two hours and remained very quiet and pouty as he followed the furthest behind the rest of the group. After one trip down the slides Jack made them eat at a food bar there at the park. Jack looked at his watch and then headed them towards the bus. All the boys in the other groups seemed to have done much more than Jack's group. Naturally they were the first to get on the bus and wait on the others. As six boys sat on the bus in squishy wet diapers they all started talking about the game later that night. Little League, Part 36 The bus full of Little Leaguers pulled back into the motel parking lot after a fun afternoon at the water park. While everyone was fairly tired from all the walking it didn't seem to be having any effect on their mouths as the were very talkative. Actually the diaper boys were the quietest kids of the group. Even Trey and Joey were unusually calm. "Mother Jack" had really whipped his group of diaper boys into shape over the last few hours. That had become the boys' nickname for Jeremy's dad whose Marine Corps attitude was wearing thin with these prepubescent boys. Trey was still pouting from having his rear end spanked twice publicly at the water park. Mitch had almost forgotten his spanking as he and the others whispered to each other about his little brother's streaking display in the surf wave. The group was very happy to be back at the motel. Everyone of them was wearing very wet disposable diapers. All six boys peed in them while on the bus at some point. Since they were the first group to load into it and wait for the others, that was all they could occupy themselves with at the time. Knowing that another diaper change awaited them before going to the Braves game, the more time spent in used diapers the better. One thing that hadn't happened to this point, but was only a matter of time was dirty diapers. It was well into the afternoon and five of the six hadn't done number two since Friday. Being that they were already wet and chilled from the air conditioning on the bus this was causing a few of the boys to begin to feel the pressure of an impending big number. Joey had confided his discomfort with Mitch who was almost as desperate himself. Both of them decided that it would be best and try and hold back 'til they got to their room. Dylan was still feeling the effects of an upset tummy. Although he hadn't said anything he had actually squirted into the seat of his Luvs diaper during the trip back without mentioning a word. The black -haired ten year old didn't do it on purpose. He thought he just needed to fart but his gas turned out to have some lingering slightly colored yellow liquid with it. The smell was only faint enough for Jeremy to notice that had sat beside him. Like his big brother, James had ridden back with butt cheeks clinched tight in an effort to prevent an accident. These diaper-boys had gotten so used to just using their diapers whenever nature called that their control was not much better than the average four year old and this sure made for a long trip though in reality it only covered a few miles. The diaper-boys were the last ones to exit the bus since they chose to sit in the back. Mitch, Joey and James took quick short strides as they tried to hold in something that they had grown accustomed to just letting happen for the most part. Some of the other boys on the trip were ahead of them but they eventually overtook them. Trey, Jeremy, and Dylan's pace was more relaxed but were just in time to hear Steven say, "looks like they are on the verge of peeing in their pants." David laughed and said, "Nah that can't be it cause all of them wear diapers like babies." Over the last couple months it had become rather common knowledge that Trey, Mitch, Joey, Jeremy, James and Dylan were all diaper-boys. The chuckling of the non-diaper-wearing boys was short-lived once they realized Trey was behind them. Since Trey was one of the strongest twelve year olds on the trip no one was about to make fun of diapers in his presence. Dylan had a unique walk of his own from his messy diaper. Although it wasn't a major blowout by any means the gooey feeling between his butt cheeks felt a bit uncomfortable. From time to time he would pull at the back of his red swimsuit in an effort to separate them from each other. Jack was still at the bus talking to the driver about when they needed to be back there for the trip to Turner Field. Mitch, James and Joey quickly found themselves back at the room, but unfortunately the door was locked and "Mother Jack" was the only one with a key and he was nowhere in sight. Three boys were now straining big time to avoid the inevitable. They could hear the volume of their friends voices become more evident as they neared. While filling their diapers was still somewhat embarrassing around each other, doing it in the presence of non- diaper wearing boys their age was something that just couldn't happen. Joey urged Mitch to look out the window down the hall to see if Jack was on his way with the key. Mitch said he was afraid to move at all as he could feel it trying to come out as it was. Finally James went to take a peek as Joey and Mitch leaned their rear ends against the wall to help out their muscles as much as possible. A desperate Joey asked "WELLLLLLL???", as he grew impatient with James as he still peered out the glass. Twenty boys were now almost there as James revealed that Jack was no where to be seen. "Oh shit!" stated Joey. Mitch chuckled and said, "Don't make me laugh Joey or it really will be OH SHIT in more ways than one. James told them the others were coming and Mitch predicted that Jack would be there soon as he urged his friend to hang on a little longer. James leaned his rear end against the wall next to his big brother as he came back from his report and joined them. The pressure in his bowels was almost as bad though he wasn't saying anything to indicate it. Twenty boys were now surrounding them on all sides as they awaited to get in their rooms as well. Joey kept mumbling to Mitch that Jack better hurry up. One by one the doors opened to the relief of the three kids as their chaperones let them in. Trey, Jeremy and Dylan came strolling up next along with Taylor, Aaron, Justin and Zach. "Where's Jack?", asked twelve year old Joey of Trey. "Who CARES! I don't know where your mommy is!!", stated the blonde boy with an attitude. Joey was concentrating too hard on keeping everything within to fire off a come back. Taylor, Aaron, Justin and Zach started horseplaying with Jeremy by doing the "Malcolm in the Middle" trick by trying to get him to look at their fingers and then hitting him when he did. Trey then quietly went behind Zach and pulled down his shorts in an effort to help Jeremy out. The brown-haired kid was wearing regular white boys' underpants and everyone cracked up. Then Aaron tried to give Trey a wedgie and pulled out the top of his Goodnights diaper. "Oooooooh, Trey, show us your diaper!", taunted Taylor. Trey then laughed and said OK as he pulled down his shorts enough to reveal to everyone his diaper and bent over towards Mitch, James and Joey thus diaper-mooning the other four. Trey then swung around and pulled down Justin's shorts revealing a skimpy blue and pink bikini that the dark haired boy wore to the swim park. "Ooooooh, sexy," Trey and Taylor chimed in together. All this was too funny for Mitch. He stepped away from the wall and he immediately filled his diaper with a poopy load. The blonde-haired boy got that feeling of "Oh No" but knew it was too late. He was helpless as he continued pushing the firm poop into to seat of his Pampers. He could feel it stretch out and could only hope the smell wouldn't give him away. That thought was short-lived as Zach announced that it smelled like someone just crapped their diaper. With such an accusation all eyes aimed towards the diaper-boys. Trey immediately defended himself from the accusation by again diaper-mooning the others. Then the eyes went towards James being that he was the youngest and most likely to do something that naughty. Trey then urged the younger nine-year-old to come over. "We need to check your diaper, baby," he added. James went over and Trey felt of his behind through his swimsuit. "Looks like he's OK." Aaron then became curious as to how Trey was able to tell that. Trey then told Aaron to feel for himself and he did and he acknowledged that James wasn't guilty. Trey then asked Aaron if he knew how to check a baby's diaper for wetness. Aaron had a younger brother still in diapers, but still had no idea since his mom always took care of that sort of thing. James was obliging as he let Trey run his fingers along the inside top portion of his Pampers. Aaron then took his turn and Trey asked for a verdict. The blondie stated, "Wet, I think." Trey said, "good that was right" "Little James done gone pee pee in his pants," Trey continued babyishly as everyone laughed. Even the non-diaper-wearing boys were becoming interested in diapers, it seemed. Then all eyes focused on James. "It wasn't me, guys, honest," exclaimed Joey. By process of elimination, the rat-tailed youngster knew it was Mitch that had filled his diaper but didn't want to say so for being labeled a nark. At the same time he was afraid to move forward and risk the same situation that his friend was carrying around in his Pampers. Reluctantly, he stepped towards Trey for his diaper inspection. Trey ran his hand over the back of Joey's swimsuit and said, "I don't know about this one." Aaron, Zach, Taylor and Justin were all at attention now. They figured he was the culprit for sure from Trey's reaction. Mitch kept wishing Jack would appear and unlock the door. Trey asked Justin if he would like to give it a try and he said, "I don't know about rubbing another boy's butt." "You're just doing a diaper check, Justin," encouraged Taylor. With that Justin rubbed all over Joey's rear end and said he wasn't sure, either. Aaron then had to get to the bottom of it and took matters into his own hands. "Feels clean to me" was his surprised response. Joey then went back to the wall as everyone looked at Mitch. "Mitch, did you go poopy in your Pampers?" teased Trey. The others were rolling on the floor as Trey teased Mitch. Realizing the coast was clear, Joey relaxed and filled the seat of his Pampers as well. Like Mitch before him, it had been a slow building one and he could feel the firmness poke his Pampers taut in behind. The smell of Mitch's diaper would hide his from the others. Mitch would not step forward like Joey and James and soon he found himself surrounded by Trey and four non diaper wearing boys that were anxious to verify the contents within the twelve- year-old's diaper. Mitch soon found Trey feeling the back of his swimming trunks and heard him say, "Good one, dude." Then Aaron followed suit and said, "Yep, Mitch shit his Pampers, alright." The poor kid had never been more embarrassed in his whole life. Trey didn't mean any harm and was just having the only fun he had all day but he made Mitch cry nonetheless. Joey told Trey to knock it off. Justin commented that Mitch was crying because he needed to have his diaper changed. Taylor even volunteered to do it in a smart tone. About that time Jack came around the corner finally. All the boys hushed up. Aaron, Taylor, Zach and Justin went back in their room, while the six diaper boys followed Jack into their room. It didn't take Jack long to figure out he was going to be dealing with some dirty diapers as the smell of Dylan's, Mitch's and Joey's diapers filled the room. Everyone got out of their swimming trunks and hung them on the shower rod in the bathroom. All six boys had yellowed diapers in the front, while two of the twelve year olds had sagging diapers in the back of theirs from a fresh firm pooping. Dylan's messy diaper wasn't as obvious since it was mostly liquid anyway. Jeremy told his dad that maybe it would be a good idea if everyone got a new diaper since everyone needed to be changed. Jack reminded him that diaper changing was to occur at 5 pm and it might be best if the ones that still hadn't filled their diapers might ought to concentrate on doing so. Mitch and Joey were standing up, while the other boys started lounging around on the furniture and turned the TV to the Fox Saturday baseball game. Jeremy offered to get a game of cards going and the others were all for it. Jack left them alone to escape the smell of babies and get some ice. Trey offered an apology to Mitch and was sincere. He even offered to let Mitch give him his best shot in the arm for getting carried away. By this time Mitch had quit crying and told him it was kewl. However Joey decided to take Trey up on his free offer and nailed the bigger blonde boy with a good sized froggie. Trey screamed out in pain. "OOOOUUUGGHHH, Not you, you dic-----" Trey caught himself just short of saying something dirty. Although Jack had left the room, he knew that Jack would not hesitate to bust his butt again. Trey continued, "Dang Joey did you do a number in your Pampers or what." While Mitch had really filled his diaper full, his smaller friend's lump in the rear was huge. "I dare you all to sit on it!" challenged Trey. "That would get Jack back good if he has to deal with a smeared diaper", he continued. Mitch said that he would but more than likely a spanking would be the result. Joey said he wasn't afraid and clucked his arms in a manner to tease the blonde boy into making him to be a chicken. James got up and asked Jeremy if he was about to go in his diaper. Jeremy told him he wasn't about to. James was disappointed. He felt more comfortable if Jeremy would do it with him like in the past. James said maybe he would try and hold on until then. The ten year Jeremy told him that was crazy. "If you're about to do it just go for it James." "I mean, it ain't like none of us are wearing diapers and will have to at sometime." Joey encouraged, "Yeah man, I know you gotta go cause you were almost as desperate as me and Mitch while Jack took his sweet time." The pressure of his bowels and the pressure from his fellow diaper boys finally won out even though he had to do it alone. The nine year old blondie squatted down in the floor on his haunches as the other five looked on with total amazement. James face squeezed together and turned red. Slowly a lump appeared at the bottom of his diaper and started extending downward. When it finally stopped everyone was silent and the faint sound of fresh pee pee was hissing within his Pampers. Between a double wetting and huge poopy James diaper was a new father's nightmare. Joey convinced him that they could sit in their loads together if Mitch was still chicken. Little League, Part 37 Jack was still out of the room while six boys were there in diapers that needed changing. All the boys' diapers were wet and only Trey and Jeremy's remained poop-free. The next diaper change was set at 5 pm which was to take place before the boys were to go to the Braves game. Mitch, Joey and James had really loaded their Pampers full, while Dylan's Luvs was very messy from his upset tummy. The challenge of the boys sitting in their loads was now the biggest topic. Mitch was afraid of getting another spanking, while Joey was trying to act like his tough little self as if he didn't care. After the way Jack had been treating them he was wanting to see Jack's face as he prepared to deal with smeared diapers. To him a spanking was well worth the risk. James was kind of reluctant like his big brother. While James thought the feeling of sitting in his poopy diaper sounded fun he certainly was not fond of the idea of getting spanked for being naughty. Trey, who had already gotten his butt busted twice by Jack earlier in the day, encouraged James that it wasn't too bad. After all it wasn't like Jack could really hurt them and that this was his chance to prove that he was a boy and not a sissy. The subliminal message was that only sissy boys are scared of spankings. "I'm not a sissy, I'm a boy," James stated. "OK act like it, then," challenged Joey. James then gently eased the bottom of his Pampers against the floor and applied more pressure as the other five boys cheered him on. The little nine year old blondie was really packing a load and it felt neat as it spread and expanded all over his butt and even oozed up against his boy parts. "OK let's take a look," demanded Trey. James got up and the rear of his diaper was very flat-looking as opposed to having his once distinguishable lump. Jeremy replied that James' Pamper looked entirely too kewl. Joey then told Mitch that they had to do the same thing. Mitch knew this was a bad idea but now he had no choice. Mitch and Joey then looked at each other closely as they prepared to smear the poop that was bulging tautly against the seats of their Pampers. Trey, Jeremy, Dylan and James looked on as well with increasing curiosity. Everyone knew that Jack would freak out when dipee changing time come. The blondie nine year old James pulled the back of his Pampers in an effort to loosen his smeared mess away from his smooth well rounded butt cheeks. Joey and Mitch soon had their little fannies pressing down on their loads as they added more weight. While Mitch weighed 92 pounds, Joey only had a maximum of 80 pounds to press. Both boys were very excited as they felt the poop smear their butts and wad itself tightly between their bubblish cheeks. Both twelve year olds' peeners stiffened against the front of their Pampers as a result. They were getting to that age but were still to discover what it really meant Trey was turning all around in excitement saying, "I can't believe you guys actually did it. Wait 'til Jack sees the surprise you all have for him. Y'all might as well get ready for the butt- busting of your lives." Mitch had mixed emotions about it. On one hand, he was enjoying his poopy diaper more than he ever had. Mostly the skinny long blonde-haired kid enjoyed wetting the most but this naughty risk taken with his little brother and friend was one for the books. Still, Mitch hated spankings and making people mad and like Trey, he know that the bottom-end result could not be all that good. Jeremy had a bad feeling about his dad's reaction as well. The brown-haired ten year old felt very out of place considering his dad was spanking his friends to keep them walking a fine line and not get out of control like the year before. To make his situation better with the others, Jeremy figured that maybe if he acted up that might put more attention on him and not the others. The kid wanted desperately to poop in his Huggies and sit on it, but he was still constipated. That way if the other three boys did get spanked he would feel a lot better if he was among them. Now that everyone had done all they could the boys got back to horseplaying with each other even though that was against the rules. Jeremy instigated it by wrestling James to the floor from behind. Then a pillow fight broke out as Joey took a swing at Trey. Being that Joey was much smaller then Trey it didn't take long for Trey to get him in an awkward position. Trey was attempting to pick Joey upside down and flip him over when the smaller kid's diaper was right in his face as a result. Trey fell to the floor and said, "WHOA DUDE that is a bad one." For a pint size pee wee, Joey's diaper was a real smeller. When Jack came into the room only his son Jeremy and his best friend James appeared to be horseplaying. Firmly he said, "WHAT DID I TELL YOU BOYS EARLIER?!" Then Jack announced that he wanted to get on the bus first so he was going to get an early jump on diapering them for the game. "OK, if anyone who hasn't done number two yet needs to, right now would be a good time." To be fair, Jack decided to change the youngest boy and work his way up. The changing pad was laid out in the middle of the floor and soon James was lying back on it as the crisp sound of Jack ripping back the diaper tapes echoed as loud as thunder. Jeremy's dad was hardly prepared for the poopy Pamper that was before him. The little blondie's butt was very brown and caked. The Huggies baby wipe in his hand was no match for this one. All the other boys looked on in total amazement that a load that big was once inside Mitch's kid brother. Mitch was then asked to get some washcloths from the bathroom. Jack knew other poopy diapers needed changing. If this was what the nine year old had to offer he could only imagine what the twelve year old's might do inside their dipees. As Mitch walked to the bathroom his legs were spread wide apart in an effort to dislodge the sticky lump from between his delicate butt cheeks. That was useless and soon the skinny green- eyed blonde boy was tugging at the seat of his Pampers to help it free itself. He soon acquired the white wash cloth and handed it to Jack. He began wiping James' rear end off with it and soon more white skin appeared as the washcloth was completely a mess. Like any good mother, though, cleaning up a three year olds accident, he remained patient and wiped him off very thoroughly as James smiled a tender smile. After cleaning him up good he told Dylan to take the same place. "What, no diaper?" James thought to himself. The nine year old stood among the others completely naked to the world now. As Dylan's tapes on his Luvs diaper was loosened, Jack discovered that he was now two for two on poopy diapers. The black haired, brown eyed boy's diaper was stained brown that was visible from the outside. In front the color was more yellowish from pee pee. The poor kid still had the squirts and in his case wearing Luvs was nothing short of a real necessity for him. He was sure glad he had been wearing on because any other boy dealing with a bad case of the squirts would be sure to mess up some underpants and around anyone else this could be quite embarrassing. Jack soon washed off Dylan's behind which was mostly liquid and didn't require as much detailed cleaning. Dylan got up to leave like James before him but Jack stopped him and said, "Hold on, Tiger, 'til we get you a diaper." Dylan laid back again and soon a fresh perfumy-smelling Luvs diaper was pulled snugly between his smooth tender thighs and taped snugly. No doubt another round of the squirts was in the future for this perfectly crinkly white diaper with Barney prints across the diaper tape strip. The next boy was his son Jeremy. No one said anything but everyone was wondering why James was still naked while Dylan got diapered. Jack soon discovered a diaper that was only wet. While he welcomed a much easier change he knew that his son hadn't had a bowel movement in well over 24 hours and this concerned him. "Jeremy don't you think it would be a good idea if you go poopy before we leave?" he asked. Jeremy confided that he just didn't need to go. Jack was concerned that Jeremy was nervous about filling his diaper around other boys and knew this was something that needed to happen soon. Jeremy was quickly changed out of his pee-pee diaper and then was told to get up and let Trey take his place. Jeremy walked back to his dad with a Huggies in hand but Jack told his son that could wait a little longer. James asked Jeremy why Dylan was diapered and not them. Jeremy figured that his dad was probably going to make them wear yucky ole big boy underpants to the game. "Dad must figure that Dylan will mess himself if he ain't got a diaper on his tail the way he's going," Jeremy concluded. At least James wasn't the only one going around naked now. Trey lay back without comment and was unusually well behaved. As the Goodnights diaper was pulled off the twelve year old, Jack now saw that he had two pee pee boys and two poo poo boys. The dampened Goodnights was replaced with another pull-up style Goodnights from his back pack. James whispered to Jeremy, "Geez Trey gets to wear a diaper, too. What's up with that?" The ten year old commented that, "maybe dad views Goodnights as regular underwear." A more unbelieving James said, "I suppose." Now Mitch took his place on the pad. Four used diapers lay folded up near by that minutes ago were caressing the butt cheeks of prepubescent boys that were his friends. As the Pamper was pulled loose, Jack discovered a very poopy boy much like his younger brother. The California surfer looking blondie had really smeared his diaper good. The load which was mostly adhering to the diaper itself came up to a point and the imprint of the bubble- butted youngster was on both side equally. This one called for a washcloth too. Finally after multiple wipes, Mitch's fanny was once again white in the diaper area surrounded by a well tanned lean body. Like James and Jeremy, Mitch was told to stand up. Yep, it looked like underpants were in the immediate future. The last but not least, the smaller yet older twelve year old Joey sat his butt down on the changing pad and began to squirm around. The kid was always a ball of energy and even diaper change time found him to be a very wiggly boy. His mom knew this well from all the times she accidentally stuck him with his diaper pins. Like Mitch and James, he had really plastered his diaper from grinding it in. Joey peeked up at Jack to get his reaction to what was a poopy classic. Although Mitch and James had destroyed their diapers, Joey had them both beat. It took awhile but now all six boys had clean rear ends. Now Joey was told to stand up as well. "We don't have to wear underwear do we, dad?", asked Jeremy. Jack then confirmed the reason only Trey and Dylan were the only ones in diapers at the moment. "OK boys, I know what you did. You intentionally smeared your diapers from the looks of things. I bet you thought it was funny, too, didn't you?" No one said a word, because they knew they were in for a lecture big time. Joey couldn't help but snicker which further aggravated Jeremy's dad. Trey had to turn completely away to keep from laughing. Jack then said he was hoping he wouldn't have to use it but they left him with no choice. Everyone was all eyes and ears now as Jack walked to his suitcase and whipped out a ping-pong paddle. Jack then informed them that it was three licks for smeared diapers and three licks for horseplaying. "OK who wants to get it over with?" questioned Jack. Joey stepped forward since it was mostly his idea. Jack had him lean over the sofa so he could get a good target. Joey's brownish- blonde rat-tail hung just below his undeveloped shoulders. Jack gently tapped the paddle against Joey's bare butt as the youngster squeezed his eyes shut in anticipation of his soon to be paddling. Almost immediately "WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!" fired off in rapid succession and it was over. The kid's fanny was on fire as he walked away as if nothing had happened. Joey was still trying to act tough though, he wanted nothing more to do than rub his rear end for relief. "OK next," demanded Jack. Jeremy figured he needed to go now since after all it was his dad that was doing the unthinkable. Trey was pointing and laughing at Joey behind Jack's back. The brown eyed brown haired ten year old took the same position as Joey without being instructed. The "SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!" sound cracked loudly from his son's bubbled buttocks. An almost teary eyed, Jeremy challenged that was four licks. "Do you want instant replay to verify that?" quizzed his father. Jeremy quickly ran over to Joey, Dylan and Trey with watery eyes that were trying to hold it in. His rear was reddened more than Joey's. Jack put a little more smack into his own son's spanking, not to mention one to grow on. Mitch didn't even wait to be asked. He knew it was going to happen and the sooner it was over with the better. The kid leaned over the couch and Jack rested his free hand upon the boy's lower back and then it was "WHAP! "WHAP! "WHAP!" just like Joey's paddling. Mitch took it much better than everyone thought and didn't shed a tear. Unlike Joey though, he found himself caressing his right bun with his right hand and his left bun with his left bun in order to alleviate the sting from a wooden paddle on a very tender boyish butt. James was reluctant to move from his position. James had that look that bought himself out of spankings at home, but jack wasn't buying it and reminded him that it was time for his spanking. James remained frozen like a deer in oncoming headlights. Jack realized that if James wasn't coming to him then he would have to fetch him. Jack started toward him and James ran away. The boy had calculated up a total of six licks awaited him and he feared the pain. James had absolutely no tolerance for pain at all. When he got a shot at the doctor's office you would have thought they were trying to kill him. Quick as a cat, James darted in and out of furniture and around the other boys in an effort to elude his predator. Jack started saying things like, "You're only going to make it worse! James, it is no use," as Jack thumped the paddle nervously against the side of his own leg. James continued to dart in and out which had the other five boys laughing and pulling for him all the way. Jack continued by saying, "James, be a man about it," and "James, I'm not playing with you anymore!" as the bare- butted nine year old fanny kept him at bay. Just as Jack had him cornered James instead of giving up leaped over a small table and headed straight out the door of the room they were staying in. For the second time within hours the streaker was on the loose again and this time it was in a very nice motel. Jack was totally freaked out by James' reaction and all the other boys in the room were rolling on the floor laughing. As Jack persued him out in the hall, James continued to put distance between them as he backed away. "COME BACK HERE NOW!" was not working very well as James backed his bare fanny into a little girl that was coming back from the pool with her mom. Upon seeing that, Jack went back into the motel to rethink a solution to his nature boy that was running wild. Jack was now the guy who was literally crapping in his pants. What if he goes and gets help, he thought to himself. How the heck would he explain having a streaker to a policeman that might walk in with James and see three other naked boys and two older kids wearing just diapers. It didn't take long for Jack to tell Mitch to go get him and convince him that he wouldn't get a spanking after all. Mitch pulled up a pair of shorts and went out to get James. The nine year old was still apprehensive to the possibility that Jack might only be saying that and then really wear him out big time for running off. As passersby stared at the unusual site of a naked boy in public Mitch coached him into getting on the elevator to get out of view. Now he had James settled down, but the elevator was going up. Meanwhile back at the room Jack had the others put on their own diapers and cover themselves with shorts as quickly as possible just in case the unthinkable did occur. The elevator paused and two old ladies got on and looked at both of them very weird. Feeling uncomfortable Mitch said, "It''s OK, he's my brother." One lady replied, "Well don't you think he should be wearing clothes?" Nervously Mitch said, "Well uh, uh, uh, you see, his dia, ahh, fell off" as he caught himself. "His WHAT fell off?", asked the other lady. As Mitch scrambled to think up a logical answer to the problem, James stated rather frankly and proudly, "My PAMPER needed changing." Mitch just cupped his hands over his eyes and thought, "OH CRAP!" The other lady started back, "DID you say PAMPER, like in a baby diaper, honey?" James nodded. Mitch tried to quiet his brother from saying any more by saying "JAMES" in an impatient-like tone. "Don't even tell me you expect us to believe a boy your age wears PAMPERS, young man. I want to know where your parents are now," the second lady demanded of Mitch. About that time the door sprung open and Mitch grabbed his brother by the arm and took him out of there on the run as the two old ladies chased afterwards. Mitch had no idea where they were going but knew they had to lose the old busybodies for sure. All along their path onlookers looked puzzled at the sight of two blonde pre-teen boys running in the hall and one was butt naked and the other was barely clothed. Finally, they found some stairs and took down them to the correct floor. Finally, they made it back to their room and were panting hard from running. Jack told Mitch to get James in a diaper quickly before they missed the bus. Mitch spread out a Pamper and diapered his little brother. Jack then walked over and said, "OK James I won't spank you because that was my promise, but for running off like that you will have to wear an exposed diaper with no shorts to the game, so you can think about what you did." James loved going outside in diapers so to him it was more like a reward instead of punishment. For extra protection Mitch put plastic pants over his brother's Pamper. With the addition of a t-shirt and Braves baseball cap James was ready to go. James was beyond cute. Even the other boys that were from their Little League thought it was neat. Everyone loved James. Instead of negative remarks most people figured the little blondie had a medical condition and thought it was a cute site. His hat came down over his eyes and blonde hair poked out underneath. There was no doubt that this nine year old had the cutest butt of all at Turner Field. Little League, "Something's Missing" Note from author: Read this first Dear readers, It has been my pleasure to write the story "Little League". This is the final episode, although two of this series are yet to be written. If that sounds confusing just read on. I am 37 now and it has been exactly one-quarter a century that I played in that very special part of Americana. I'm not sure anything matches what is right in the world better than that of an American 12-year-old boy. Baseball is our national pastime and the sacrifice of our patriots throughout history has made this wonderful freedom possible. I played my last Little League game in 1976. It is so ironic that special year in my life has been so similar to the year 2001 that we live in now. For one thing America was celebrating it's bicentennial and everyone seemed to be waving a flag. The events of this week has caused flags to appear in a magnitude not seen since the Gulf War. No doubt, before that brief war, 1976 was probably the last year American flags flew in such numbers. The movie "The Bad News Bears" was a movie hit in 1976. It was so kewl watching that movie while being a real Little Leaguer myself. It is easily my second favorite movie of all time. Those cute little boys will always be that same age since they are frozen in time. In July, Sports Illustrated did a "where are they now?" which was very nice. They all are in their late 30's just like me. All are doing well. In that movie that lovable rag-tag bunch of California blondie underdogs rise up to play in the championship game against the Yankees, only to lose. This year the California team was dealt a heartbreaking 1-0 loss to the New York team that hailed from the Bronx (Home of the real New York Yankees) because a 14 year old was allowed to pitch against them. As we learned once again, adults messed up the greatest kids' game on Earth. Nothing matches the effort and heart these kids put into winning, and for most it will be their only moments of fame in their lives. Some of these boys, no doubt, still wear diapers and that is a nice thought. The movie Jaws was a big hit in 1975 that still had people afraid to go into the water in 1976. One ten year old boy was killed by a shark and another eight year old is still trying to recover from an attack. I have tried to write this story in what is called "real time." I have purposely done this to make the story seem as real as possible and serve as a time capsule for years to come. I never dreamed the ending of this story would happen in perhaps the single most historical week of our time. Having said that, at least two more episodes need to be written to conclude my boys' return trip to Atlanta. Now for the story behind the story. In the story I am Mitch. It was really neat trying to capture the real 12-year-old me. His character is pretty much the way I see myself. Mitch is my real life name. I was an only child, but I always longed to have that little brother. No doubt I would have raided his diaper supply and no doubt I would have been spanked just like the story begins. James is my dream little brother. I tried to create his character to be very sweet. He's rather quiet, very smart and the perfect little tag-along. The name James came from a boy who looked much like me in the 8th grade and seemed to have similar character traits and another boy I met when I was 16 that was a year older than me that was a lot of fun to be around. The latter real-life James mentioned diapers at every opportunity when we were together but I never said anything that revealed my interest in them. He had a bad dirt bike wreck when he was 12 that caused him to lose a big part of his stomach. No doubt he really had to wear diapers at that age in the hospital. I wish I put that together at the time and wasn't so ashamed of this behavior. Looking back, I feel fairly confident he was a diaper boy like myself. Joey is another real life friend of mine. Small, cocky and yet very sweet underneath. Joey was born in 1970, making him 6 years younger than me. We became friends when he was 12 and I was 18. In real life he had a brother one year younger. His mom re- married and they had a sister still in diapers at the time. He had a rat-tail and the physical description of him is a match as well as his character. Although he mentioned diapers a few times which drove me crazy, I don't know if he had any interest in them. Trey was given the character and looks of the boy who played Brad on "Tool Time" only I gave him a challenging older sister to deal with instead of two younger brothers. Jeremy was created mostly for James. He is not modeled after any real-life person or TV character. Dylan was introduced late in the story mostly for later purposes. Perhaps next year I will do another version of Little League. Given that Mitch, Trey and Joey will be teenagers, it gives me a little something to work when that happens. If you are familiar with any of the "Tom" pictures, he is modeled after that boy. Coach Charlie was my real life Little League coach. That was his real name and he was very relaxed with us boys on our trip to Atlanta in 1975. In the 1976 trip, Jack had my group and he was very strict. Although he never gave anyone a spanking like in the story, I'm sure he was capable. Jack thought the world of me and his son was my age and played on many of my youth teams. He sat with my parents at my graduation and two months later he died from a brain hemorrhage in 1982. He was good to me and I miss him. The situations in Little League are all purely fictional. As far as I knew at the time, I was the only boy in the world that wanted to wear diapers. It has been a lot of fun, fantasy-wise, trying to view myself as being 12 in the current year we live in. Given what I know now I would love to go back and ask real-life boys like James and Joey if they had a thing for diapers. I would definitely reveal my feelings to them. Somehow I think they might have admitted to it as well. If they did have a thing for diapers the story I wrote about could very well have been a autobiography. I guess the ending episode title, "Something's Missing", is very applicable to me as a pre-teen. The missing part was diapers. No kid would have enjoyed wearing them more than me, but in real life that didn't happen until shortly before my 14th birthday and I tried to hide it from my parents. My parents kept finding them and didn't take it well. They tried everything to break me from this desire. It would have saved everyone a lot of stress if they just simply allowed me to do this and support me. I "needed" to wear diapers. Today Deeker helped me create a site for the purpose of trying to help parents understand this behavior at http://whenkidslovediapers.homestead.com/files/index.html Thank you to all of you that have taken the time to let Deeker know that "Little League" is your favorite story. My wife even loves it. It means a lot to me to know that I actually have a few fans out there. Writing stories is a lot of fun and I'll be working on some others in the meantime. If you are a boy, please write your own story. It will make you feel good about yourself. Sure the quality may not be there, but the stories written by real kids are better because you are able to capture feelings that we can only hope to recover from our own youth as adults. Believe me, you will view it as a treasure if you save any of your creativity into your adulthood, whether it is art, stories or even pictures of yourself in diapers. Mitch And now, on to the conclusion of the story. School had been back in for a few weeks now. Joey, Trey and Mitch were now going to junior high since they were now in the 7th grade. The three boys' lives seemed to be changing incredibly fast. Jeremy and Dylan were in the 5th grade and James was now in the 4th grade at the same elementary school that the three older boys had just spent their last year. The weather was still summer like and although wiffle ball was no longer a daily activity the diaper boys were still getting together on the weekends to play together or just talk. The boys were now playing these wiffle ball games in Mitch and James' backyard instead of Trey's. For one thing it was more private and their parents' attitude toward letting their kids wear diapers was as relaxed as any boy could hope. The kids had grown accustomed to playing these games in exposed diapers. When they divided into teams some would be skins and play bareback while the others kept their shirts on. While no one peeked through the fence to watch these incredibly good-looking boys sporting their cute diapers, if anyone would have they would have seen it as nothing more than a bunch of three-year-olds playing in a sandbox. The only glaring difference was that these preteen boys were far more coordinated. Each of their smiles was precious and innocent as they played in the late summer breezes. On this particular day Mitch and James were dressed in cloth diapers only. Since they were playing outside plastic pants weren't needed for protection. Mitch had slid into second base and had grass and dirt stains on the rear of his three layered birdseye dipees while James was still a gleaming bleached white in that same location. However, James had gone wee wee while waiting on a ball to come his way and the front of his diaper was tinted a pissy yellow color. Trey was beginning to really grow and he was dressed in very sexy cloth diapers as well. Goodnights were now the only disposable that fit him and it was just hard for him to think of them as real diapers. Trey's diaper was covered by gray plastic pants that were slightly ripped in the seat from the summer workout they had received. Trey was now diapering himself so thickly that it wasn't like he was going to risk a leak anyway so the quality of his waterproof pants were not that much of a factor. In fact, Trey had just put on a record seven diapers on his butt that extended high on his back and even protruded out the top of the back of his baby pants. Joey was also wearing cloth diapers and brand new Pokemon print plastic pants that his mom had just bought him. It was hard to tell what the condition of each of these children's diapers were given Trey's thickness and Joey's print baby pants. The younster's brownish-blonde rat-tail was a nice look as it extended down on his shoulders against his slightly tanned back. Dylan and Jeremy were in Huggies and Pampers size 6, respectfully. It appeared that Jeremy had wet his diaper from the off-white color and slightly sagging downward off the tender body of the brown-haired ten-year-old boy. Both boys fit baby diapers extremely well for their age and knew it would only be a matter of time before they outgrew these largest sized baby diapers like Trey unless a size 7 came along soon. The boys soon tired after three games and went inside to replenish their thirsty bodies with liquids. Gatorade, Powerade and plain ole water usually did the trick since they were trying to copy real baseball players. Something was much different about this Saturday. The calendar said September 15th, 2001. Normally they would just lie around and talk about school, sports and of course diapers, while watching a game on TV as they soaked in their liquids through their mouths and perhaps leaked some out as well into their diapers from their tiny peeners. Being that it was a Saturday in September the biggest difference they would normally have would be whether to watch baseball as the season concluded or college football as that season cranked up. The boys were looking forward to the Tennessee/Florida game for weeks, considering the Gators were the top ranked team in the country. They were all hoping that somehow their favorite Tennessee Vols could spring the upset. This Saturday was unlike any before it. No baseball. No football existed on this picture-perfect day. A series of tragic events on Tuesday September 11, 2001 had changed an American way of life. All games were cancelled out of respect for victims of heinous terrorist attacks that left thousands dead in New York and nearly 200 hundred dead in Washington, D.C.. Another plane had crashed in a western Pennsylvania field, killing all aboard. Fortunately, true American heroes in their last moments of life, had somehow wrestled control from the terrorists before it could inflict even more casualties. That day, as events unfolded the elementary and junior high schools would not let these kids watch history in the making for fear it was so intense and traumatic for such young eyes to witness. Everyone had seen the devastation soon after going home except for the dark-haired ten-year-old Dylan. His parents wanted to spare their young son much like the school had done. He knew something was bad wrong and all this made the poor child even more uneasy. Mitch's and James' parents had explained what it all meant and tried to assure them they would be OK. While their words helped they saw images of children much younger than them on TV asking, "When is mommy coming home?" A dad trying to explain, "I don't know" to a five-year-old child is almost unbearable. They learned suddenly that there is no guarantee that you will ever see your parents alive after you get on the bus for school. As a result the family decided to tell each other they loved each other after going separate ways to school and work. Joey's mom hugged him more this week than he could remember. Joey still hadn't heard from his dad. The kid felt so rejected by his dad but still he worried about whether he was OK or not. After all he was the kids' dad. Maybe he was buried under the rubble. The last he heard his dad was living in New York. Why had he still not called? Did his mom know something? Jeremy and Trey's parents were still in a state of shock and would say words like "this means war." Having close friends your age can help one get through these trying times. Our diaper-boys from Little League were beginning to understand this. Instead of debates of Barry Bonds breaking the homerun record their conversation turned to what was going on in the country. Like his dad, Trey was steamed about it all. The images of boys his age running through the streets of the West Bank firing off guns and celebrating had him mad enough to go over there and kick everyone of their butts. James learned a new word called "Capitalism" but had no idea what it meant. His older brother explained to him that we are free and have a capitalist system where people have businesses and try to show a profit for their hard work. This was still too much for the 4th grader to take in as he looked perplexed. Joey then tried to explain it in simple terms. "You know those diapers that Dylan and Jeremy have on their butts? They are made by a company. Over there they don't have such items." Trey then explained that boys in the Middle East wear what you call "PANTIES." They fight dirty just like a girl that tries to kick you in the nuts. Mitch added that not only do the boys over there wear "PANTIES", but they get sand up their crack as well. "No wonder they hate us," stated Joey. Mitch started laughing as a brand new more fun image came to his mind. The blonde skinny boy was grinning widely so everyone asked him what was so funny. His reply, "Do you remember the 'Malcolm in the Middle' episode we loved where they were on the roof catapulting baby diapers and other yucky stuff at the neighbor kids they were at war with?" Everyone then got the idea and the laughter was good medicine. Trey said, "Yeah, maybe when we're bombing the hell out of their country we can also drop a shitload of baby diapers on those pansy-assed boys." Jeremy added, "Yeah mess with the U.S. and you'll be in deep doo doo." Everyone was on a roll now. Dylan said, "Yeah, can't you just imagine them trying to uncover kids from a one hundred story mountain of poopy baby diapers. Joey said, "Yeah, they would probably think all the white diapers were snow and realize God was against them and surrender." James then suggested that maybe that could be their contribution to the war effort. "How you going to get that many diapers in one place?" asked an amazed older brother. "I dunno", he concluded. Joey then suggested that maybe the group could create a website and ask for used baby diapers from all across the country much like the Red Cross is asking for blood donations. "Better get a big mailbox!!" Trey laughed. "Do you have any idea how many diapers that would probably be?" Mitch, being a math wiz, started in on the calculation. "40 million kids in diapers at an average of 7 per day. Geez, in one week that would be close to 2 billion diapers. "Dang, no wonder environmentalists freak out about diapers in landfills," acknowledged Joey. Trey decided that President Bush would do a good job of creating a big hole over there so might as well put it to good use. Mitch then laughed and said, "Only one big problem with our Diaper Attack?" All the boys listened carefully. "If we use James' diapers they might classify it as a biological weapon." James then snickered. Everyone wanted details. Mitch explained that while changing his younger brother's diaper on Friday night he discovered the biggest blowout in the history of diapers. "So was it a change that will live in infamy?" asked James' best friend Jeremy. "I'd say. He had it half way up is back and I swear his diaper pins were about to explode it was so full." The boys were amazed at Mitch's detailed description of his kid brother's diaper the night before. All the talk about changing his little brother's diaper soon had Mitch's young bladder wanting to empty. Mitch looked down and remembered that plastic pants were a necessity since he was in the house now. James was already sprawled out on a beanbag with his still pissy diaper that smelled very sweet and he urged James to put on his waterproof pants as well before mom killed them. Mitch quickly ran up to his room before it was too late and got two pairs of plastic pants for him and his kid brother. The two brothers put them on in front of their friends. Four boys were now wearing cloth diapers covered by plastic pants while Dylan and Jeremy wore the more familiar baby diapers of today. Joey quizzed Mitch if his parents were at the store stocking up on Pampers. The twelve year old's explanation was somewhat surprising. "Nah, our folks are helping with the blood drive due to the national crisis," James answered first. "That's real kewl," Trey acknowledged. "Mom's been talking about doing that too", he continued. Dylan was just now learning of this horrible news via his diaper-boy friends as he listened attentively. "James and I wanted to give blood too, but they say we're too young. We don't have much money other than what our folks put in our savings so we felt so helpless. I mean, it's our country, too, and we should be allowed to help somehow. That's when we decided to give up disposable diapers for as long as this war lasts and just donate that money to the Red Cross instead." "WOW that is totally kewl," Joey was impressed. James ran upstairs to get his and Mitch's surprise gift that their dad bought them on the way back from taking them to make that donation. The nine-year-old came back with red, white and blue diaper pins. Dylan and Jeremy thought that they would make the same request from their parents. Trey said he was so touched by all this he felt like he was about to pee in his dipee. Joey laughed and said, "me too." Jeremy then said, "Hey why don't we do a victory pee for our country like we did when we won our baseball championship." Everyone thought that was a great idea. All six boys joined hands and Joey started the countdown, "ONE, TWO, THREE!" and almost immediately the hissing sound of pee pee soaking into the boys' diapers could be heard in the unusual quietness of this Saturday in September. The slick warm wetness felt incredibly good as it flowed all over the fronts of their diapers and trickled down around their tiny nut sacks and began creeping it's way into the crevices of their smooth tender butt cheeks. No one was eager for a diaper change anytime soon. The six way-too-cute boys were all enjoying the feelings in their diapers and the looks of pissy diapers on their friend's diapers. Trey suggested another idea for a commitment of their patriotism. "Hey guys, if this war thing is still going on maybe we can all join the army when we turn 18." Since six to nine years seemed so long away they all agreed without giving it much thought about the sacrifice they were committing themselves to. As Mitch said, our freedom has to be protected so their boys can wear diapers just like them on this slightly cooler fading summer's day. The diaper boys felt good about themselves as being true American boys. With that and being all rested up they went out to play another game of wiffle ball in their wet diapers hanging lowly on their butts. They were all loving little boys far removed from kids their age in the Middle East. They were once again outside playing a version of our national pastime with the unchallenged freedom of being able to wear diapers like any boy their age should be allowed if that is what he enjoys and finds comfort in. Everything in America was still right. They were still very much little boys even though their young bodies were about to change and blossom into puberty soon. America will change as well but with little tigers just like these she will blossom and bear fruit as well. Long live freedom and America