Teenage Diapers
By
FORWARD: My name is Tim. I’m a bright normal 16 year-old with one exception. I’m
going to tell you my story that you might find alittle unusual…
My Father calls me into his bedroom
to get ready for bedtime. Generally most boys really don’t need help getting
ready for bed, but I do. As I walk into his room, I notice thick overnight
cloth diapers and a pair of frosty white plastic pants lying on the bed. My dad
instructs me to take off my jeans, which of course I do and lie quietly on the
bed. He pulls at the tapes of my wet disposable diaper and slides them off from
underneath me. He expertly dries me off and slides the thick super soft cloth
diapers underneath me. He then carefully pins the diapers on each side with
large diaper pins. Dad grabs the pair of plastic pants lying on the bed and
gently slides them over my thick overnight diapers. As I pull on my pajamas
over my babyish nightwear, I wonder if my night training will ever end.
In the morning I’m wet as usual and
my dad comes into my bedroom and takes off my wet overnight diapers. He
carefully dries me off once again and continues to re-diaper me with a thick
“Attends” disposable diaper. You might think that this would be acceptable for
a boy under the age of 4, but wearing diapers at 16. Some of you might be able
to understand wearing diapers for bedwetting is ok, but wearing them during the
daytime as well, I guess that’s a whole different story. You see I’ve been
wearing diapers day in and day out for the past 16 years. I’ve never gotten
control bladder control, except for my bowel control that happened during the
normal age of 3, during my potty training years, but my daily wettings has
never abated. So on this note, my parents just thought it would be easier to
keep me in diapers 24 hours a day.
Most of my friends of course know
about that I still wear diapers and occasionally I get alittle teasing when my
diapers show above my pants from time to time. This will be the first year in
High School that I’ll have to change in gym class. At my previous schools, we
didn’t have locker rooms so changing wasn’t a big concern of mine. Now this
year would be different. I know that my classmates are probably aware that I
wear diapers, but none of them have actually seen me in my diapers, except for
my two best friends.
As I walk into the boy’s locker room
to change for gym, I hear the faint word of “DIAPERS”. I couldn’t tell who said
it, but I know what was about to happen would be interesting. Both of my best
friends have the same hour for gym class, so I know that if someone was to pick
on me, I know that they would be there for support. After all I’ve worn diapers
all my life. I lie my gym bag next to me and sit on the bench with 25 to 30
other boys. I take off my shoes and then my shirt. If you look closely, you can
see just the top of my disposable diaper sticking out. Apparently no one has
noticed yet. As I look around the room, I notice that most of the guys are
looking at my direction. I say to them “You really want to see what I’m wearing
under my jeans”. I get up and unzip my jeans, pulling them down to the floor,
exposing my awfully wet disposable diaper in front of the entire gym class.
Laughter starts and some of my classmates say in a loud voice “Look at Timmy,
he’s wearing diapers and it’s even wet. Look at the baby. Diaper Timmy”.
I open up my gym bag and take out my
pair of gym shorts, gym shirt and a clean dry disposable diaper. I undo the
tapes of my wet diaper and proceed to take them off. I unfold the clean dry diaper
and lie it on the locker room bench where I slide the diaper up in place and
tape it up. As I do all this, I’m amazed that all the guys are still watching
me. I guess they have never seen a 16 year-old wearing diaper, let alone have
one change his diaper right in front of others. At least one thing that is in
my court is that I’m well endowed. You would think a guy my age still in
diapers wouldn’t be large down there, but I am. I put on my gym shorts over my
thick diaper and head out to the gym. As I walk with some others, you can hear
the crinkling of my diaper as I walk and even some of them swat me on the butt.
I guess to get a feel that I’m well diapered.
One classmate asked me why I was
wearing diapers at my age and I explained it to him that I was born with an
underdeveloped bladder and have never reached control. I tell him that I wear
diapers helps me from wetting my pants during the daytime and my bedding at
night. I bet they would be more surprised to learn that instead of disposable
diapers at night, that I normally wear thick overnight cloth diapers and
plastic pants to bed each night. This young man was more inquisitive about my
condition and my diapers. Who knows, maybe he wets the bed and wears diapers
too.
The rest of the school year, I got
teased a lot about my diapers and even had some girls come up to me and ask to
see my diapers. They even were bold enough to ask if they could change my
diapers for me. I would have said yes, but I would rather have one of my cute
boy classmates changing my diapers. I really don’t think that was about to
happen. But who knows, I have 3 years left in High School and anything is
possible. At least now I don’t have to hide that I wear diapers and I can wear
them without fear of the other kids finding out. One day I wore my cloth
diapers and plastic pants to school, because my disposable diaper supply was
out. You should have seen the guys in the locker room that day wearing thick
cloth diapers and frosty white plastic pants. They laughed harder then the first
time they saw my diapers. I guess seeing a 16 year-old in a disposable diaper
was one thing, but to wear cloth diapers and plastic pants to school is
something you don’t see every day. That same boy that had asked me about my
diapers earlier asked me why I was wearing cloth diapers and plastic pants
instead of my usual disposable diaper. I replied that my disposable diaper
supply ran out and I had to wear these until my parents bought me some more
disposable diapers. He also asked me if I wore the cloth diapers before and I
told him that I normally wear thick cloth diapers and a pair of plastic pants
to bed every night, except if I spend the night some where else, then I’ll wear
my thick overnight disposable diaper. He was amazed how blunt I was about talking
about wearing diapers. I told him that if you spend all your life wearing
diapers like I do, you’d get pretty use to it too! He introduced himself as
Brad and told me that I was pretty brave in wearing my diapers openly. He said
he could never do something like that in fear of losing friends. We became good
friends in the following months and discovered we had a lot more in common than
what meets the eye.
Teenage Diapers
by Timmy 021601/TAH