PHIL & THE SLEEPOVER

It was the night of the last day of 10th grade for me and my friends 
Steve, Larry and John, and they were staying the night at my place. 
After hours of Xbox and music we were wiped and decided to get out the 
sleeping bags, get changed and talk until we fell asleep. As I was 
heading to the bathroom to get my toothbrush out, I opened the door to 
find Steve in there changing in to his pyjamas.

I had to do a double take to realize he was pulling his bottoms over a 
diaper. He looked over his shoulder at me and only then did he know 
that I had seen that he was wearing a big white diaper on his butt. I 
closed the door behind me.

"Yeah, I have to wear a diaper to bed," he explained sheepishly. "I've 
had to for years. Sorry."

"Hey, don't be sorry," I said back, "It's not your fault. Hey, and you 
shouldn't be the only one. Give me those!" I said, pointing to the 
half-used package of diapers in his backpack. He looked at me, eyes 
agog, before smiling. I took up the package and we followed each other 
back downstairs to where Larry and John were waiting.

The most surprising thing was that when John saw me with a packet of 
Attends in my hand, his face fell in to terror. He grabbed his own 
backpack and asked me quickly, "When did you take those?" Then he saw 
that his own bag of diapers was still there. He looked back at me. 
"What's going on?"

It didn't take anyone long to realize that John and Steve were both 
secret bedwetters. I agreed to putting on a diaper too to make them 
feel better and between the three of us, we pursuaded Larry to as well. 
First of all, Steve took his pants off and exposed his diaper. Next he 
diapered John. Then together they put one on me, which was great. 
Finally, it was Larry's turn. He seemed really nervous, so we all 
helped him undress. It was when we took his boxers off to see he giant 
hard on that we all knew one thing for sure - we all liked diapers. 
There were no words needed, just smiles exchanged and we knew we shared 
the feelings.

Larry was double-diapered just for the hell of it. Then we all agreed 
to go number one in the nappies together. It was blissful and a lot of 
fun.

I couldn't hold it in any longer. "Guys, I don't know about you but I 
think I need a ... number three."

"You know what, me too," Larry smiled. The other two guys nodded and 
smiled broadly. I went to Steven and John went to Larry. We reached 
down each other's diapers and pulled each other off.

And that was by no means the last time we all did that.