Me and Taylor

Summary: A boy starts wetting the bed again and so has the opportunity 
to wear diapers. He then finds out that his best friend, Taylor, also 
wears diapers. And it gets better from there.

	The day started out like any other day, but with one difference. 
I woke up wet. It had been 5 years since I had wet the bed, and I 
didn't immediately realize what had happened during the night, but the 
sensation of waking up in a wet bed soon came back all too quickly. I 
jumped out of bed like it was on fire as soon as I realized what had 
happened. I was so embarrassed. Just then, my mom walked in, seeing the 
large wet spot in the middle of the sheets. With obvious 
disappointment, she said "Did you wet the bed during the night?" I 
replied meekly "I guess so." After pausing to think for a minute, she 
told me to get in the shower to clean myself off. When I got out, she 
had stripped my bed of the dirty sheets, but I didn't have time to 
think about it; I was already late for school. I quick got dressed and 
hopped into the car. On the way, my mom asked, "Why do you think that 
happened?" "I don't know", I replied. "I haven't wet the bed since I 
was 7." I was secretly elated that I had though. You see, I have loved 
diapers since I can remember. When I used to wet the bed, I was made to 
wear diapers to bed, but I never minded. I loved how they felt against 
my little penis. Sometimes, even if I didn't wet my diaper during the 
night, I would when I woke up so I was sure to have to wear one the 
next night. I loved how the warm pee felt when it ran all over my penis 
and into all the crevices down there. I would avoid being changed as 
long as I could. I thought this would for sure mean that I would be put 
back into diapers. I couldn't wait for school to let out. My mind was 
on the prospect of wearing diapers all day, and I couldn't concentrate 
on anything else. Finally, the clock hit 3:00, and I was free for the 
weekend. I ran out of the building as fast as I could to find my ride 
home. As I went through the front door, there was my mom sitting in our 
blue minivan, waiting for me in her usual spot. As I got in, she asked 
how my day was. "Fine", I replied. She followed up with some other 
typical mom questions, and I answered them in kind of a dazed state, so 
those ended pretty quickly. As soon as we got home, I ran up to my room 
to get rid of my backpack. I also had to pee really bad. I just barely 
made it to the bathroom in time, and it felt so good to let all that 
pee out. When I was finished, I went back into my room to see if my mom 
had bought me any diapers. Sure enough, my underwear drawer was full of 
both baby diapers and goodnights. I was elated. Just then, my mom came 
in. I tried to hide my joy, and it worked. She asked me what I thought 
about the situation. "It's ok, I guess", I replied with a sigh. I tried 
to act put off by the fact that half of my underwear drawer was now 
taken up by diapers. At that, she left to start dinner, leaving me 
alone with my diapers. When I heard her in the kitchen, I went over and 
shut and locked the door. Then I pulled out a baby diaper and the baby 
powder she had bought also. I took off all of my clothes as fast as I 
could. When I did, I saw and felt that I was having an erection. I 
decided to take care of that. I had just learned about masturbating a 
few weeks before from my best friend. After I came, I rubbed powder all 
over my diaper area. It felt and smelled so good, I couldn't stand it. 
I put on my diaper, fastening the tapes as tight as they would go. Then 
I stood in front of the mirror in my room to admire myself, and got 
another hard on. Just then, I heard the doorbell ring. My mom answered 
it, and it was my best friend, Taylor. She yelled up to me that he was 
here, and I hurried down. There wasn't time to take off my diaper, or 
to deal with the hard on, so I threw on my clothes, minus my underwear 
of course, and ran down the stairs to meet him. Thankfully, my diaper 
was so tight that it didn't make much sound. I don't know what I would 
do if he found out that I liked to wear diapers!
	Taylor came over to play because his mom had to pick up his older 
brother from high school, and then the two of them were going to go 
shopping for new clothes for him. As glad as I was to see him, he 
couldn't have come at a worse time. Oh well, I decided. I would have 
the whole weekend to explore my diapers. Taylor and I started playing 
videogames on the computer, which we did until dinner was ready. My mom 
called us to come to the table. We both obliged. We had my favorite: 
roast beef, potatoes, and corn. After dinner was over, Taylor and I 
went back to playing videogames. Before we knew it, it was 8:00. Taylor 
started wondering where his mom was. "Why don't you try her cell 
phone", I suggested. He went over to the phone to call. As he got up 
from the chair, I noticed a bulge in his pants that I hadn't noticed 
before. Interesting, I thought. But I put it out of my mind. He got a 
hold of his mom. She and his brother were stuck in a traffic jam, and 
didn't expect to get home before 10:00. So, she asked to speak to my 
mom. In the end, Taylor ended up sleeping over. I was glad he was, but 
it would cut down on my diaper time. Or would it?
	At 9:00, my mom told us that it was time to get ready for bed. We 
complained and tried to stay up later, but it wasn't working. Since 
Taylor didn't have any pajamas with him, he was going to have to wear 
some of mine. We're about the same size, so it didn't matter. I told 
him that he should change first, and since I knew he knew where I kept 
my pjs, I let him go up by himself to have some privacy. I was still 
curious about that bulge though. Whenever he would shift positions, it 
sounded like he might be wearing diapers too. Wow, I thought. Does 
Taylor wear diapers too? The curiosity finally got the best of me. I 
went upstairs and into my room, without knocking, of course. There was 
Taylor in nothing but a very wet diaper. He looked up at me, and was 
horrified. "What are you doing!?", he yelled. "Don't you know how to 
knock?" I was stunned. I couldn't believe Taylor, my best friend, wore 
diapers. "Sorry", I stammered. "It looks like you're kind of wet over 
there." "Yeah", he said, I have problems sometimes with that." "Why 
didn't you tell me", I asked. He replied, "I thought you would make fun 
of me. You won't, right." "Of course not", I said. And with that, I 
started getting undressed too. I think Taylor thought I was crazy, but 
then I took off my pants, and the two of us were standing there in our 
diapers. He was bewildered. "Why are you wearing a diaper", he asked. 
"Well", I said, "I kinda have a problem wetting the bed." "Oh," he 
replied, "But you've been awake, haven't you? So why are you wearing 
them now?" "Well", I confessed, "I just like to wear them. I like how 
they feel, especially when they're wet." And with that, I let my 
bladder go. A big yellow spot started forming in the crotch of my 
diaper, and I started to get a hard on, but it didn't matter. Taylor 
couldn't see it because of the diaper and how small my penis is. Then I 
said, "Why don't we get out of these wet diapers, and into some fresh, 
clean ones?" "I've never changed myself before. My mom always does it", 
he said. I could tell that he was getting worried that he would have to 
go to sleep in his soaked diaper. "Well", I said, "I guess I could do 
it for you." The only problem is that I had never done it either. I 
thought back to when I was at the state fair and saw a baby getting 
changed. I then felt confident that I could do it. I went over to my 
diaper drawer and pulled out two fresh diapers, wipes, some baby oil, 
and some powder. "Lay down over here", I instructed him." He did as he 
was told. I knelt down beside him, and started removing the tapes. 
"Wait!" he said. "I don't want you to see me naked!" "I don't mind", I 
replied. He calmed down and let me proceed. I flipped down the top of 
his diaper to reveal his penis. It was as small as mine was, but it was 
growing right in front of me. Once again, Taylor was embarrassed. I 
opened the box of wipes and began to clean his diaper area. When I 
touched his penis, he moaned, and I couldn't figure out why. Then, I 
took the oil and spread it all over his diaper area, paying special 
attention to his butt hole, and his penis. He really liked that. Then 
he asked me to grab his penis. I didn't know what to say, so I did as 
he asked. Then, he started shaking, like he was having a seizure, but I 
knew he wasn't. The oil acted as a lubricant between my hand and his 
penis. Soon, I got the idea, and I started rubbing him. Then, before he 
came, I stopped. "What'd you stop for!?", he exclaimed. "I have an 
idea", I replied. I got another one of the wipes, and once again 
cleaned his diaper area from all the oil that was on it. Then I took 
off my diaper, exposing my small penis. I asked him to clean me off 
because I couldn't see everything that needed to be cleaned. Then, I 
told him to lie down on his side on my bed. I did the same, but I laid 
so that I was looking straight at his penis. "Do what I do", I said. 
With that, I put my mouth around his penis and started sucking. He did 
the same thing. It felt so good that I didn't want him to stop. But 
since he was closer to coming than I was, he stopped for a while as he 
came. As soon as he could, he started sucking again. I was feeling so 
good at that point that I didn't pay attention to what his hands were 
doing. Before I knew it, he had a finger up my butt. I was going to say 
something, but he shoved his penis back into my mouth. Almost as a 
reflex, I started sucking again. He started working his finger inside 
me, and it felt really good. He could sense when I was going to come, 
and he stopped just before I did. I looked back at him as if to say 
"What's going on?" As quickly as he had stopped, he started again. And 
then I came. It was the best sensation I had ever had, and I started 
moaning. When I was done, I looked at him. "Wow," I said, "That was 
incredible." "Yeah," he said, "and it only gets better." We decided 
that we had better finish changing ourselves and got dressed before my 
mom came in to make sure we were in bed. Once again, he laid down on 
the ground. I took the diaper, unfolded it, picked up his legs, and 
slid it under his butt. Then I put his legs back down and pulled the 
diaper up between his legs. He enjoyed every minute of it. Then it was 
my turn. I laid down on the floor, waiting for him to diaper my naked, 
erect penis. After what seemed an eternity, he showed up between my 
legs with a diaper, the wipes, the oil, and the powder. Though he said 
he had never diapered anyone before, he did it like a pro, and it felt 
soo good. Then we got up and went to get out pjs on. Since we were both 
small for our age, we were used to the footed sleepers. They made them 
just big enough for us. So, we both got out a clean pair and put them 
on each other. Then we stood in the mirror and admired ourselves. Then 
my mom called up to make sure we were in bed. We, of course replied 
that we were, and that the light was off. We quick flicked off the 
light and scrambled into bed. Taylor had to sleep in my bed, which was 
ok because it was big, but it wasn't like we were going to need all 
that room. After a bit of fondling, we both fell asleep with our hands 
on each other's diapers.
	During the night, we had both wet ourselves. We woke up about the 
same time to a very wet diaper. But, to our pleasure, the bed was still 
dry. The two of us lay there for a while as we slowly woke up. As we 
did, we started playing around in our diapers. All of a sudden, both of 
us had to poop, but neither of us wanted to get out of bed. So, after 
some deliberation, we both let it go into our diapers. The stench 
slowly wafted throughout the room, so we opened a window. Since it was 
the middle of January, it quickly got cold. So, we decided that we 
should get ourselves cleaned up. We got out of bed, and wandered into 
the bathroom where we stripped each other down to our diapers. Then 
Taylor turned on the shower while I got two bags out of the stash my 
mom had put in there for me to put my dirty diaper in. Once the shower 
had warmed up, we both got in. Taylor proceeded to undo the tapes on my 
diaper, and I followed his lead. Both of them fell to the floor of the 
tub with a satisfying plop. We stood there looking at each other, the 
diapers, and ourselves. The poop began to itch, so we washed it off of 
each other, making sure that each other's penis was nice and clean. 
Since it was 8:00 on a Saturday, we took our time in the shower. I 
grabbed for the soap, but it slipped out of my hand. As I bent over to 
pick it up, Taylor saw an opportunity. Since his little penis was 
already erect and needed to be dealt with, he stuck it right up my 
butt. At first I was shocked, but then I remembered how good it felt to 
have something up my butt from the night before. As I stood up, soap in 
hand, Taylor started thrusting. Then he grabbed my penis, which was 
also erect, and started rubbing it. I reached around behind him and put 
my finger up his butt like he had done the night before. We stood like 
that for 15 minutes, pleasuring each other. We finally got tired of it, 
and continued with our shower. We got out and dried each other off, and 
then we realized we had nothing to wear out of the bathroom. Then we 
decided that we might as well put our sleepers back on since they 
weren't really that dirty. The only problem was that we both still had 
erections, and with out any underwear or diapers, everyone could see 
it. Since our erections probably wouldn't go away, we decided to make a 
run for it. We grabbed the bags with the dirty diapers in them, and ran 
to my room. Thankfully, we made it there without anyone seeing us. We 
immediately took off our sleepers and put on diapers, which did a nice 
job of hiding our tiny erections. Then, we realized something else. 
Taylor had no clothes to wear. Once again, I let him borrow some of 
mine. I went over to my dresser, and opened up the top drawer to get 
out some socks, and I found a bunch of rompers sitting there for us. My 
mom must have known that we both liked to be babied, and so she got 
them for us. We were both elated at that sight. They were all white so 
we could wear them without anyone being suspicious of us. They looked 
like regular white undershirts, but they did such a good job of holding 
a wet diaper in place, which we found out almost immediately. By this 
time, our bladders had gotten full again, so we let it go into our 
diapers, which were supported nicely by the cloth between our legs. We 
decided that we wanted to leave those diapers on for a while because 
they felt so good. I decided to explore what else was in that drawer. 
After moving the diapers and rompers aside, there were 4 pacifiers 
sitting there, waiting to be sucked on. We obliged and put them 
immediately into our mouths. Just then, the door opened. There stood my 
mother with a gentle smile across her face. "I see you two have found 
what I left for you. I hope you enjoy it", she said. We both nodded in 
agreement. "Are my two babies ready for their breakfast?" Once again, 
we both nodded. "Well, unless you want everyone to see you like this, 
you had better get some clothes on, don't you think?" Amazed at our 
stupidity, we both scrambled to get our clothes on. The only problem 
was that we didn't want to leave our nooks in the room. Thankfully, my 
mom pointed out a built in pocket made just for that purpose on our 
rompers. We both ran downstairs where there was one of my favorites, 
hot oatmeal with cream and brown sugar (strange that a 12 year old 
likes oatmeal, huh?). We both sat down and started eating. My mom then 
put a CD in our under-the-counter CD player and left the room. We sat 
there eating until the CD was finished. We were kind of surprised that 
it only lasted 10 minutes, but we didn't think anything of it. After it 
was over, my mom came back in and told us to go up to my room and that 
she would meet us up there in a minute. We thought this was strange, 
but we did as we were told. We were sitting on my bed in our rompers 
when my mom came back. In her hands, she had a watch and a bell. She 
started swinging the watch, and then suddenly rang the bell. Instantly, 
we both were babies. The CD had a regression embedded in it! Both of us 
peed our diapers as soon as we heard the bell. We had no control over 
our bodily functions, and with in 10 minutes, both of us had messed 
too. My mom left us alone for a while. When she was gone, we crawled 
around on the floor because we had gone back to a time before we could 
walk. All the sugar in the oatmeal made us very thirsty, but there was 
nothing we could do about it, so we started crying. Almost like she had 
been waiting to hear that, my mom came in and gave the two of us a 
bottle filled with milk. We both took them immediately and started 
sucking on them. Then my mom rang the bell again, and we both snapped 
out of it, and we were 12 again. We were stunned. We couldn't believe 
what had just happened to us. My mom explained what happened, and told 
us how to we can regress in the future. Needless to say, we were very 
excited by this. With that, she left the room. Since it was 11:00 by 
this time, Taylor decided that he had better get cleaned up because his 
mom would be coming to get him in not too much longer. So, I told him 
to lie down on the ground, and I unsnapped his romper to reveal a very 
full diaper. I scolded him for being such a messy baby and smacked him 
on the butt, pushing around all the poop that was trapped in there. He 
squealed with delight as it started to move up over his penis. I put my 
hand over his penis and felt it jumping with his pulse. He was hard as 
he could get, so I started rubbing him through his diaper. He started 
moaning as I took off his diaper and cleaned the poop off of his body. 
Once that was done, I grabbed his penis and shoved it into my mouth. I 
started sucking like I had never done before. He enjoyed it. Then I 
started biting it, and he liked that even more. Finally, he came. I 
started to move to get another diaper for him, but he pinned me to the 
ground. He took off my romper and undid my diaper. After cleaning up 
the mess I made, he sat squarely on my very erect penis. Both of us 
moaned at the same time. Then he started bouncing around, which felt 
very good for both of us. He started to speed up, and it felt so good 
to have my penis inside of him that I started talking to him. "Harder, 
harder, harder!" I said. "Faster, faster, faster!" Then I had the best 
orgasm that I had ever felt in my life. It was like something exploded 
inside, and it felt so good I almost couldn't stand it. Then my mom 
called up to us that Taylor's mom was here. We quick cleaned each other 
more thoroughly, and diapered each other. Taylor went home wearing a 
fresh diaper, a romper with a pacifier, and some of my clothes, not to 
mention an ear-to-ear grin. From then on, both of us wore a romper and 
a diaper whenever we could, and he would come over every weekend and we 
would rub each other and then play baby. I had a new reason to look 
forward to the weekend now!

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