Summary: When my best friend's son had a stay over at my place, I
planned to put him in diapers. It's fiction...

My Plan

Part 1

(This happened only in my fantasy.) One morning the phone rang: it was 
my best friend. When I was a kid, she was my neighbour girl. Over the 
years we became best friends. Our parents even thought we would become 
a couple. But N was in love with another boy and got married. From my 
side I was aware I was gay. N had an 8-year-old son, R (a different 
name as mine)

"Hey, R, I'm asked to make a business trip to the USA for my company 
and it will take a month. S will also come to the States, so I was 
wondering: could you take care for R? He can't come with us, because he 
would miss school and he keeps asking to see his favourite uncle."

"You know you don't have to ask me. He can come over whenever he wants 
to. I will be glad to look after him."

"Ok, thank you. I will bring him tomorrow."

I was happy. Even though I see R regularly, I miss him a lot. It's 
fantastic how R and I are crazy at each other. Ever since he was a 
baby, I played with him each time we were together. We're real buddies. 
How could it be else? R is such a cute kid. Even if there are other 
people around, I'm the one that counts the most for him. He's always 
eager to please me. I could ask him really anything and he would 
immediately do it, no matter what. But of course, I never take 
advantage of this. I don't have bad intentions!

Whenever he stays over, I let him take all the decisions: what are we 
going to eat, what we will do, what game we'll play, what clothes he 
will wear, what film we will see� I let him show he's very important to 
me. I make him feel loved and wanted. What I enjoy the most is giving 
him a bath. He lets me undress him and I put him in the bathtub. Then I 
let him play for a while and finally I tell him "Now it's time to get 
washed." I take the shower gel and put some gel on my bare hand and 
start to wash him. He usually has already a little erection when I soap 
his smooth little body. I take my time to wash him, because he enjoys 
it (Me too). And I forget no part of his body. Everything's washed with 
much attention. When his hair is finally washed, I let him play again 
for a while and then I take a towel and tell him to get out. I dry him 
off with as much tenderness as I wash him. And then I put him in 
pyjamas. Whenever I'm over to their house, he asks me to give him his 
bath instead of his mom and N lets me.

Part 2

That night I couldn't sleep very well, because I was making plans. It 
was six years since I had changed R's diapers and I missed it a lot. R 
didn't wet his bed, so I had no opportunity to change diapers again. A 
diaper change is such a special thing: it makes the relationship 
between a father and son closer. Since I would never have kids of my 
own, I'm so upset I never will experience that sort of relationship.

As a little boy, I was made potty trained very early. At two. Growing 
up I became more and more interested in diapers. I'm not sure when it 
all started, but I think it was around my 8th birthday. I remember I 
stared at a diaper change and I had those feelings I couldn't explain. 
But I wished it was me who was being changed. From then on I was 
looking for diaper sightings whenever possible. I was always looking at 
boys' pants to see if they had a diaper on. And on TV I loved to watch 
diaper commercials. I also cut photos of kids wearing diapers out of 
magazines. But, some way I felt this was not a normal thing to do for a 
boy my age. So, I knew I had to keep this secret. Especially for my 
parents, since they wouldn't understand. It's a shame I never had the 
idea of wetting my pants and bed on purpose in order to get diapers. At 
age 12 I remember stealing diapers and using them. I didn't approve the 
theft but I had no other possibility to get diapers. Being a teenager I 
bought a package of diapers from my pocket money, but I was scared it 
would be found out. I used the whole package, but it was difficult to 
hide the used diapers and to get rid of it. I managed well since I 
never get caught. Now that I live alone, I wear diapers every time I 
can 24/7. I only pee in them. I use Depends Super Medium, but sometimes 
I try other brands too. At night I wear also plastic pants over them. I 
just love the feeling of wetting my diaper: that nice, warm feeling 
that makes you feel so secure. I can't imagine there are boys and men 
who don't like this.

My plan was to make R wear diapers again. I would tell him that I never 
would have kids and that I miss changing his diapers. Knowing he's 
eager to please me, he would certainly accept me to put him in a 
diaper. And maybe he would enjoy it too. If he would be reluctant, I 
would show him my diapers and tell him I would wear them same time as 
him. I would even show him Deeker's Diaper Page on the Internet and let 
him read some stories. Especially the stories with boys his own age. 
That would make him feel comfortable. For example Little League (I like 
the part where James is on vacation with David). I was very excited and 
couldn't wait to have R over.

Part 3

The next morning around ten, I was ready to welcome N and R. They 
arrived 30 minutes later. R literally jumped in my arms and kissed me 
lots and lots on my both cheeks. We cuddled for a moment, before he let 
me say hello to his mom. We spent two hours together and then she went 
to get his sports bags and luggage out of the car, which contained all 
his clothes and toys. She gave some instructions and after a sad 
farewell, she left us.

"Ready for a super stay over?" I asked him.

"Yeah, it will be fun!" he answered.

"It sure will be." And I patted his little butt. He laughed and brought 
his stuff to his room. I had a room especially for him, with toys, a TV 
with Play station 2 and DVD. Yes, you can say he's spoiled! But that's 
because I love him so much: nothing is too expensive for him.

What I didn't tell you yet is that I had two boxes containing four 
packages of Pampers size 6, baby wipes, oil and talcum powder hidden in 
my room.

That day went well. We ate pizza, played the whole afternoon till it 
was time for dinner. After dinner, I told him we would watch TV and 
after his bath, he would go sleep. School was out for a week, so he 
could stay up late. While watching TV I started:
"R? Would you do me a favour, please?"

"Like what?"

"You know I'm not married. That's because I like boys and not girls."

He looked serious at me and said: "Are you gay?"

"Yes, that's why I never will have kids of my own."

"But you can adopt kids, not?"

"I don't think so: a gay man alone has less chance to adopt children."

"Oh, that's not fair." He said feeling sorry for me.

"No, it isn't and then there's something else. I like to wear diapers. 
I don't really need them, but I just love the feeling."

At this point he looked as if I told him I came from Mars. After a few 
minutes he said:

"Aren't diapers for babies only?"

"No, there are lots of older boys and men who wear them, because they 
wet the bed or even their pants. Sometimes they wear diapers only 
because they like it, just like me. Maybe it's hard to understand, but 
it gives you a nice feeling down there.' I pointed my crotch.

"You mean that you get a stiff wiener?"

"Yes, that's called sexual pleasure."

"You know, uncle R ... I ..."

"What? Come on, you know you can trust me!"

"Well, once I saw my little cousin getting changed and I wished it was 
me. My wiener got also stiff. But I thought I was not normal. Since 
that day I wish I can wear diapers again, but I'm afraid to ask mom and 
dad"

I was astonished. I thought it would be very difficult to make him 
understand, and he simply told me he also wanted this. I said very 
tenderly:

"I know what you mean. When I was your age I had the same thing. But 
now I'm a grown up I can do whatever I want. And you know what? The 
favour I was going to ask you was to let me diaper you. Would you like 
that?" I will never forget that look on his face when he said:

"Really, can I?"

"Yes, I bought you Pampers. Come with me, I'll show you and also 
something else."

"Wow, you're the best uncle ever; I love you." While saying this he 
kissed me on my cheek.

In my room, I showed him the Pampers and I showed him Deeker's Diaper 
Page on the computer. I let him read a few stories and then showed him 
some pictures with boys in diapers. It was like he was in Ali Baba's 
cavern! I looked at his crotch and saw he had a hard on.

We would normally watch TV and then he would take his bath, but he was 
so excited about getting diapered he begged me to bathe him earlier and 
I gave in. We had much fun in the bathroom and when I finished him 
drying off, he jumped in my arms and I dragged him to my room. I laid 
him down on the bed on a towel (he was still naked and had his little 
boy erection) and I took a diaper, put it under his little butt, wiped 
him down with a baby wipe and I applied baby oil throughout his diaper 
area. Then I powdered him with Johnson's baby powder. Finally, I pulled 
the diaper up through his legs and taped it in place. Was he happy! He 
hugged and kissed me like never before. I put him in a T-shirt and we 
went to the living room to watch TV. On his way, I watched him 
waddling. I can't describe it: that little diapered bottom. He was so 
cute!

I put on TV and told him to wait till I was back. I went to my room and 
I also put a diaper on. When he saw me returning in a diaper and T-
shirt, just like him, he started to laugh and said: "Wow, I never 
thought they made diapers that big!"

That evening ended with me on the couch and R laying in my arms, 
hugging till we both were exhausted and fell asleep� right there on the 
couch.

The end.

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