Memoirs of a Diaper Boy

 

Chapter 15

 

Getting to Know My Bro

 

“We’re home Ian.” My mom said while giving my shoulder a soft shake. I startled Jason a bit with how I jumped at the touch but at least I wasn’t jumping as badly as I used to. Jason stopped dead in his tracks when we walked in to the house and started to look around in awe.

 

 “I know how you feel,” I said with a small grin while giving him a small shove to get him moving again.

 

“C’mon you two let’s get you into some other clothes and down for a nap.” my mom said while leading both of us up the stairs towards my room. I saw Jason stiffen up again at hearing my mom mention that we were going to be laying down for a nap. I had a pretty good reason why he was so tense but I was willing to let Jason be the one to mention it. I also figured that once he found out that I wore protection full time he wouldn’t be quite so tense about needing it himself at night.

 

“Well, come on boys. I haven’t got all day here.” My mom said from my changing table.

 

Don’t worry Jason. It’ll be okay.” I told him softly while putting a hand on his shoulder for support. After doing this, I walked over to my mom and climbed the couple of steps that allowed me to get on the changing table without having to be lifted up. Jason seemed a bit out of it as my mom started to undo my pants. Though he did seem to relax a little when he saw that I had a diaper on already.

 

 I was a little shocked when I saw my mom pull out a couple of my cloth diapers. I knew that she insisted we use them at home but I hadn’t expected her decide to use them on a person that was over for the first time.

 

“OK Ian, you want to tell me what happened today?” I was asked as my pants were unfastened and pulled off.

 

“There’s not much to tell. Some older kids were pushing Jason around so I went over to see if I could help.”

 

“You decided to jump in on fight that was six to one. That doesn’t seem like it was a very smart thing to do.”

 

“Probably not, but it did seem to be the right thing to do at the time.” I responded as I felt the wet diaper I was sporting being pulled out from under me.

 

“Well, as luck would have it, Dr. Alison and Mr. Coleman agrees with you on that point that’s how come they’re only suspending the both of you till Monday.

 

 “I help someone out and I get in trouble for it? That really blows!” I stated angrily.

 

 “Watch that tone young man.” I was told as my mom gave my butt a sharp slap.

 

“I happen to agree with you though. How ever in the future I expect you to let a teacher handle it. Understood?” my mom added as she had me raise my butt so she could slip the cloth diapers under me.

 

 “Yes ma’am.” I said glumly as I felt the diapers pulled up between my legs and fastened. Though I think we both knew that if Jason, one of my other brothers, or Megan were the ones involved I wouldn’t hesitate to jump in to help.

 

 “OK, you can finish changing in the bathroom.” I was told once my plastic pants were in place.

 

“Thanks.” I said as I jumped off the changing table, grabbed a set of sleep pants and a T-shirt off my bed and headed into the bathroom. I saw Jason giving me a strange look at this. I knew he probably thought it was strange that I would finish getting dressed in the bathroom after getting my diaper changed in front of him. I guess my mom was thinking along the same line as I was in letting Jason see what I’ve been through.

 

“All right Jason, you’re up next.” I heard my mom say before I closed the bathroom door.

 

My mom was just finishing up getting Jason diapered when I came out of the bathroom. I did notice that, unlike myself, my mom had taken the time to fully undress Jason.

 

“Here. You might want these.” I called as I tossed the other pants and T-shirt towards Jason. I was surprised again when my mom took the clothes from Jason’s hands and started dressing him herself. I just smiled at this as I climbed into bed and waited for my mom to finish and come over to tuck my brother and I in.

 

“So what’s going on here?” Jason asked once my mom left the room.

 

“It’s a long story and kind of complicated.” I replied. I found it hard at first trying to figure how to explain things. What made things even more difficult was the fact that I felt something in me start to link subconsciously with my brother. I guessed that this was just from the fact that we were twins. I mean I had always felt that some part of me was missing. I guess this was it.

 

“I’m not really sure where to begin. If it’s OK could we wait till later when I could have my mom and dad around to help with it?” I could tell that Jason wasn’t at all happy with this but decided that he could wait. We did talk for a little bit about our general likes and dislikes. As I drifted off to sleep, I couldn’t help be think of how lucky he was that our father had sold him off. He at least had a chance at a normal childhood. I just wondered what would happen when his parents found out that we had met.

 

“Brad could you go wake Ian and his guest up for lunch when we get home.” His mom asked as she and my brothers left the hospital.

 

“ Sure mom. But I thought Ian decided to go to school today?”

 

“He did. But during the first break he ran into a small problem with some sixth graders.” While she knew she shouldn’t a small smile crossed her face at the thought of how worked over the older boys had looked when she saw them come out of Mr. Coleman’s office.

 

“Who were they?” Brad and Isaac asked with an edge on their voices.

 

“I’m not going to tell. The matter has already been handled. And if either one of you try anything else in the matter, what I do to you will make the school’s response seem like a walk in the park Do I make myself clear?”

 

“Yes, ma’am.” With this the rest of the trip home was met with silence. Though the boys mom knew that they would find out who had done it when they returned to school the next day. She did feel that once they had learned of what Ian, and to a smaller extent Jason, had done she was pretty sure that they would let the matter drop.

 

 Brad started chuckling to himself a bit when he entered his brother’s room shortly after getting home to wake him up. All he saw was a lump in the middle of the bed with a mass of red hair at the top of it.

 

 “Hey Ian, It’s time to get up.” Brad said before touching the shoulder he thought was his brothers’.

 

 “Huh?” came a voice from under the covers

 

 “I said, it’s time to get up for lunch.”

 

 “All right.” Came the reply.

 

 “Is something wrong?” Jason asked on seeing the shocked look on the older boy’s face.

 

 “What the hell did those guys do to you?” Brad asked thinking he was still talking to me.

 

 “Who? Those sixth graders?”

 

 “Yeah, and what’s with the hair?” Brad continued in confusion. Not yet realizing he wasn’t talking to me.

 

 “What’s wrong with my hair?” Jason asked running his hand over his closely cut and spiked hair. Before Brad could continue, I walked back into the room while still drying my slightly longer than shoulder length hair.

 

 “Something wrong, Brad?” I asked.

 

“Mom said lunch was going to be ready in a few minutes and that it was time for you to get up.” Brad told me dumbly while looking back and forth from Jason to myself.

 

“OK. Let her know we’ll be down as soon as Jason has had a chance to grab a shower and get dressed.”

 

“Yeah, Right.” I just started chuckling as Brad walked out of room still trying to convince himself that what he was seeing was real.

 

“My god, what the hell happened to your back ?” I heard Jason whisper in shock as I turned around to grab some clothes for us to wear after he had showered.

 

 “It’s part of that long story I told you about. Go get a shower and we’ll sit down with my mom after lunch and I’ll explain everything to you then.” I said as I turned around to toss the clothes on the bed then walk over to my changing table.

 

 “Well come on. I don’t think my mom is going to hold lunch forever.” I said when I saw that Jason was just sitting on the edge of the bed with a lost look on his face.

 

“I’m not sure what to do?” Came the soft reply with Jason looking down as he pulled down the sleep pants he had on exposing a very wet diaper under it.

 

“Oh sorry.” I said as it hit that he had probably never changed a diaper before. Let alone one that he was wearing.

 

“Come on over here and I’ll take care of that for you.” I announced while patting the top of my changing table. Jason turned a bright red as he stood up, kicked the pants the rest of the way off, and walked over to me. To keep his embarrassment to a minimum I didn’t say anything while I went about taking his wet diaper off. In the back of my mind though I was thinking that it was a good thing my mom had decided to use my thicker night time diapers.

 

 “There you go. Now go grab a quick shower and get dried off. I’ll have some clothes waiting for you once you’re done.

 

 After getting out some clothes for my brother I started to look around for our school clothes thinking that I could just have him wear the same underpants he had on earlier in the day. About then , Anita came in to the room. Probably to see what was taking us so long.

 

“Anita, have you seen Jason’s and my clothes from this morning.”

 

 “Your mom had me put them into the wash, and then I hung them out to dry. Why?”

 

 “I was looking for the underwear Jason was wearing earlier.”

 

 “Those ended up getting washed as well.”

 

 “Oh, OK. I’ll find him something else to wear then. Thanks.” I was almost going to suggest he go bareback when I remembered that David still had some GoodNites in his room that would probably fit Jason. I happened to grab the last pair that David had and walked back into my room just as Jason came back into the bedroom.

 

“We’ve got a bit of a problem. My mom had our housekeeper wash our clothes from earlier. Your underwear got mixed up with them.”

 

 “That shouldn’t be a problem. They should be down by now.” Jason said.

 

 “That’s the problem. Anita decided to hang them outside to dry. And she did this just a short while ago. So you have a choice. You can either go bareback, and not wear any underwear, or you could wear these.” I said tossing the GoodNites onto the bed.

 

“You’re not serious about this are you?”

 

 “Those are the only options I have for you. If any of my other brothers were your size I’d just borrow a pair from them. But David and I are the only ones that would fit you and neither of us wear what you would consider normal underwear.”

 

“Oh, right. Sorry, I forgot. I won’t have to use these if I wear them will I?” Jason asked as he picked the pants up.

 

“Not at all. I just thought that you might be more comfortable with something on under the clothes I’m loaning you.” I replied with a small smile.

 

 “So good of you boys to join us.” My mom told us with a smile.

 

 “Sorry about the wait. I figured that Jason would feel better if he had gotten a shower before getting dressed.”

 

 “I kind of figured as much. Besides, Anita told me about the slight problem you were having regarding clothes.”

 

“That too.” I replied with a small chuckle.

 

“You know guys it’s not polite to stare.” I told Brad and Isaac when I saw that they were still looking at Jason and I.

 

 “Oh, sorry.” Isaac said once he seemed to break the spell he seemed to be in.

 

“It’s OK. So how’s Megan doing?” I asked my mom a moment later.

 

 “She’s doing fine. I plan on taking you guys back up to the hospital a little later so you can see her.”

 

“So Jason did you sleep OK?”

 

 “Yes, ma’am. Just fine.”

 

 “No problems?”

 

“No ma’am.” Came the embarrassed reply

 

“Mom, I told Jason that you and I would sit down with him after lunch to explain what’s going on.” I said trying to change the subject.

 

“I thought it was agreed to let his parents handle that?”

 

 “It had been, but you have to agree that the situation has changed a bit. And Jason does have the right to know about his past. Besides, he happened to get a look at my back and chest while we were getting dressed.” I explained.

 

“I see. Well, that does change things some. OK. Once Lunch is over we’ll go into your dad’s office and bring him up to speed.” With this comment, the conversation changed to other matters.

 

“Brad, I want you and the other boys to go outside for awhile. I’ll call you when it’s time to head back to the hospital.”

 

“Sure mom.” my oldest brother replied. I was kind of surprised that he didn’t put up any kind of argument. I guess he caught something in our mom’s tone that I missed.

 

Do you need to be changed Ian?” I was asked as my mom led Jason and I towards my dad’s office.

 

“Nah, I’m okay.” I told her.

 

“OK.” was the last thing we heard her say till we all sat down and my mom took a moment to compose herself for what was going to be a long talk.

 

“I’m not sure really where to begin Jason. I still have a problem trying to understand what your father did to you boys. I’m sure you’ve already figured out that you and Ian are brothers. It seems that for one reason or another my brother-in-law decided to tell your mother that you had died shortly after birth and then proceeded to have you placed up for adoption. Which is how you ended up with the Murphy’s. I couldn’t really begin to tell you why he decided to do this.”

 

“I know why. He loved Ian more than me.” Jason interrupted starting to sob. At this, I started to laugh coldly. Which of course brought him up short.

 

“Jason you’ve seen what my back and chest looks like. I got most of those scars from our father and his family. I can tell you that if that’s your idea of love , then you can keep it. You should feel glad that he decided to place you up for adoption. I spent three years getting sent from foster home to foster home. When I was finally placed back with my father and his family, I was almost immediately sent to live with my step-mother’s father in Japan for the next five years while they spent that time in Italy. When they finally returned to the states and had me returned to them I ended up spending the last year of my life being treated to almost daily beating for the slightest mistake. So don’t give me that “He loved me more than you” bullshit. If anything he cared more for you than me because he decided to spare you from what he put me through.”

 

“That’s enough, Ian! Let’s face it your father didn’t give a damn about either one of you or he wouldn’t have done what he did to either of you.” My mom announced with such anger that it brought me up short. Nothing was said over the next couple of minutes while I got my temper under control. Once this was done. My mom and I spent the next hour or so trying to bring Jason up to speed on what our father was like. He looked positively pale once we had finished. Not that I was all that surprised by this.

 

“I think that’s all for now. Once your mom and dad get back into town we’re all going to sit down and get things straightened out. Till we can I want you to do me a favor and not give them any trouble over not telling you what was going on. I’m sure they were doing what they thought was right. OK?” my mom asked Jason.

 

 “OK.”

 

 “And if you need someone to talk to feel free to call us anytime. Is there something else?” My mom asked when she saw the look on my brother’s face.

 

“Would you mind if I called you Aunt Mary?” Jason asked timidly.

 

“I couldn’t think of anything else I would like more at this point in time. Now why don’t you two go outside for a bit. I’ll call you when it’s time to head out to the hospital.” I didn’t have to be told twice as I grabbed Jason by the arm and led him from the room.

 

We were barely out the back door and of the patio when Jason went flying to the ground with a giant mass of Black and brown fur.

 

[“Heinrich Heel!”] I yelled as I went running over to where Jason lay pinned to the ground by the snarling dog. My yelled command caused Heinrich to look up in confusion.

 

[“Come!”] I called firmly while pointing to the ground in front of me. Heinrich slinked over with his tail between his hind legs and laid down in front of me. I kneeled down in front of him and started to pat his head.

 

 “It’s OK Jason. It was just a mistake in identity. He won’t hurt you.” I said as Brad and Isaac ran over to help him up.

 

 “Sorry about that. He saw you guys come out the back door and got away from us. I guess you didn’t here us yelling at you.” Isaac said as he brushed the dirt off Jason’s clothes.

 

“Big dog.” Was the only thing I could make out from my brother’s mumbling

 

“It’s OK, Jason. He was just playing. He thought you were me. It’s all right.” I said while trying not to laugh at the look on my Jason’s face. As he got closer, I caught a whiff of something I knew all to well.

 

“Uh Brad, could you give me a hand here.” I said as I turned control of Heinrich’s collar over to Isaac.

 

“What happened now?” My mom asked as she came over to see what was going on when she saw Brad and I walk into the house with Jason supported between us.

 

“We had a bit of a misidentification between Heinrich and Jason.” I said.

 

“We’re going to take Jason up to my room to get him cleaned up and let him rest a bit from the shock he just had.

 

“You boys go on back outside. I’ll take care of Jason.” My mom told us while she took control of Jason, who was still mumbling something about “big dog”.

 

After about an hour or so of playing in the back with Heinrich and my brothers, I decided to head inside for a quick diaper change before we headed off to the hospital.

 

“Oh, Ian. I’d like you to meet Jason’s uncle.” my mom said as I walked by the door to the sitting room.

 

I wasn’t sure what caused his startled reaction more that fact that I was dead ringer for his nephew or Heinrich trotting behind me.

 

[“Stay.”] I told Heinrich while motioning for him to lay down.

 

“Pleased to meet you.” I said while holding my hand out to him. I guess they were more in shock from how much I resembled Jason because neither one moved to take my hand. I was just about to pull it back when Jason’s uncle finally snapped out of his shock and took my hand.

 

“Sorry about that. It shocked me by how closely you look like Jason.”

 

“It’s OK. I should have expected it. Oh, I’d like you to meet Heinrich.” I told them while motioning for Heinrich to come over.

 

[“shake.”] I whispered causing Heinrich to raise one of his paws. Chuckling Jason’s uncle took the offered paw.

 

[“Go on upstairs. I’ll be there in a few minutes.”] I told Heinrich with a pat on the back.

 

 “And no jumping on Jason this time!” I said to the retreating form when I saw that he was getting ready to bolt up the stairs.

 

“Speaking of Jason, where is he. I thought he would have been outside playing with you.” I just turned red at this.

 

“I had Jason lay down for a bit. I didn’t know that Heinrich had been dropped off while I was having a talk with Jason and Ian. And when I sent the boys out to play Heinrich mistook Jason for Ian and kind of steamrolled him.”

 

“Steamrolled?” Jason’s uncle asked.

 

“Heinrich ran Jason over then pinned him to the ground. It was all in fun though.” I said quickly.

 

“Anyway, Jason was kind of shook up by the experience so I had him lay down for a bit more.”

 

“You had Jason lay down for a while?” Mr. Murphy asked nervously.

 

 “Yes, and don’t worry about that. Your wife already explained Jason’s condition to me.”

 

 “I see. I hope you had Jason help with the clean up. While we know it’s not his fault, his parents, my wife and I all insist that he takes responsibility for this.”

 

 “Oh, I hope you don’t mind but I placed Jason in some protection before putting him down. You see both Ian and my youngest son both have bladder problems and we find using protection a lot easier to deal with than having to clean several sets of bedding each morning.”

 

“I could understand that. I’m just surprised that you got Jason to wear something without him throwing a fit over it.”

 

 “He did seem a hesitant about it at first but when he saw that Ian already wears protection full time he calmed down about it. And I explained to him that lots of boys his age have this condition and wearing protection for it makes a lot more sense than waking up in a cold wet bed each morning.”

 

“Hmm. Well, maybe we might get him to start using something at night now.” About this time Jason walked into the room with Heinrich trailing behind him. I started laughing to myself when I saw the look on Jason’s uncle’s face when he was his nephew walk into the room wearing nothing but a rather wet disposable diaper.

 

“Uncle Brendan!” Jason stated in shock on seeing his uncle sitting there.

 

 “Hey Kiddo.” his uncle replied he reached forward, picked Jason up, and sat him on his lap.

 

 “I can explain.” Jason sobbed while trying to cover up his wet diaper. Which I happened to notice was getting wetter by the second.

 

“It’s all right Jason. Mrs. Miller already has. I’m glad to see that you’re finally trying something to keep your bed dry when you’re asleep.” Jason was told while getting a hug from his uncle.

 

“So does this mean we’re going home now?”

 

 “Not really. Your aunt and I got called out of town and I’ve asked Mrs. Miller if they would mind watching you till we get back Sunday night. That is, of course, if you want to.”

 

“Sure I wouldn’t mind at all. But what about clothes though?”

 

“I’ve already got a bag packed for you out in the car. Why don’t you go up and get out of those wet pants while I get it.” Jason was told as his uncle ruffled his hair and set him back down.

 

“C’mon Jason. I need to change as well.” I told him as I started pulling him towards the stairs.

 

I had just gotten Jason’s diaper untaped and was handing him some wipes to clean off with when his uncle walked into the room with the bag he had packed for his nephew.

 

Damn, Ian. This is some lay out you have here.” I was told as he set the bag down on the bed and looked around the room.

 

“Thanks. I got most of this stuff from my grandfather’s estate.”

 

 “Yeah, your mom mentioned that. Please accept my condolences on that.”

 

“Thank you.” I told him.

 

 “May I?” I was asked when he stopped in front a display of swords I had in a display case.

 

 “Sure just a moment.” I told him as I walked over and released the safety catch. I took out the sword I thought he was looking at and handed it to him.

 

 “How did you manage to come by this.” Came the awed response as I heard the blade being pulled from it’s scabbard

 

 “It belonged to my grandfather. As I understand it, This was one of the first swords he made.” I explained as my brother’s uncle examined the blade closer.

 

“I know some collectors that would give their life to get a chance to even hold one of these. You be sure to hold on to that.” I was told as the sword was re-sheathed and handed back to me.

 

“You can bet on that. I just wish I would have gotten the chance for him to show me how to make these.” I told him as I replaced the sword back into the display case with a small bow. Once the case was relocked, I asked for some privacy so I could get my diaper changed. I saw that Jason didn’t have any problems with getting dressed and undressed around him, but I figured that this due to the fact that he had done this several times before over the years. About this time my mom started calling for Jason and I to speed things up so we could get headed for the hospital.

 

Chapter 16

The Four Horsemen