The Twins
Chapter 1: Introduction to diapers
I woke up. Across the room I could see my brother, still sleeping. The wet sheets were clinging to my legs. Not again!
Mom walked in.
“Right you two. Up for school.” She went over and shook Johnny. I could see he had wet too.
I was 10. I had been having a bad time at school. I was bullied, as was my brother. You would have thought that we could look after each other, but it seemed not. Recently, we had started to get out of hand. We would not do any work, we would ignore anything that we were told by our teachers, and we would generally be a handful.
Let me tell you about my family…
My sister, Emma, was 11 at the time. She was drop-dead gorgeous (or so I’m told – I had never really looked at my own sister in that way!) both me and my twin brother, Johnny, were 10. By the way, my name is Bobby. It was only the last couple of nights that we had started wetting. I hated it, as did Johnny.
When mom came over to me to see if I was awake, I started crying. I was a complete mess, so it was not unusual for me to break down in tears.
Mom tried to calm me down, and hugged me through the wet duvet. I just cried on her shoulder. With that, Johnny started to cry too, so he came and sat down on the corner of my bed. We all hugged each other.
This happened for another couple of days until mom came up with the idea that would change my life. It was just before bed time, a couple of days after the incident with the crying.
Me and Johnny were playing in our room, when mom walked in. She was carrying a plastic bag, and both of us were curious as to what was in the bag. When she pulled out a diaper, I was in shock. At first I was horrified at the idea, but as I thought about it, the more it seemed to make sense. I have to admit, that since the bullying got worse, I had been wishing that I could be born again, and one of the main things that I thought about was diapers. The more I thought about it, the more I liked the idea, until it got to the point where I couldn’t wait to be diapered. I didn’t know then, but since then, Johnny has admitted that he had similar feelings towards the diapers, and towards being a baby again.
When we were diapered and ready for bed, mom tucked us in, and then switched the light off and left. We started talking:
“This is weird” Johnny started.
“Yeh” was my reply.
“It’s so uncomfortable”
But by that time I was asleep.
The next morning, mom came in fifteen minutes early.
“Time to get you two up” she said while opening the curtains.
I was soaked! She came over to me, and stuck two fingers down the front of my diaper. She then did the same to Johnny. She pulled a changing mat out from under my bed. She motioned for Johnny to go first. She took the diaper off him, and cleaned him up with a wet wipe. Then she told him to get some underwear on. I automatically got up, and lay down on the changing mat, and let her change me.
After that day, the same happened for about three weeks, until mom came up with the next surprise.
Chapter 2: Home Schooling
Mom came in, and changed us. It was the same as almost any other morning, until we got downstairs. Instead of leading us into the kitchen for breakfast, mom led us into the sitting room. She sat down in the middle of the big sofa, and motioned for us to join her.
“There is no easy way of telling you this, but I am going to pull you out of school.”
Thoughts flooded through my head. Questions, Excitement, Freedom.
“You can’t just not have an education, so I am going to home school you.”
My sense of freedom drained. I was still quite excited though.
“I’m going to pull out of teaching so I can look after you two, and dad can make enough money for us to live comfortably.”
I guess it was all because we were so misbehaved. At that point it hit me. No school meant no bullying. My face lit up. I gave mom a big hug. Seconds later, the though occurred to Johnny. It was only then that I realised. I had wet my pants. Mom looked down.
“Bobby, why are your trousers wet?” she asked. She knew very well why my trousers were wet, but at least she had tact. I started to mumble unrecognisably. She just hugged me close.
“Just go upstairs and get changed, eh?” she whispered in my ear. I hung my head in shame, and went upstairs. She followed me. When I got to my room, mom waited at the door.
Chapter 3: The ‘New Life’
“Do you know why it happened?” she asked. I just shook my head, tears welling up in my eyes. She came over to me and hugged me. I hardly noticed when she started to pull my trousers down, and then my underpants. I could see my legs glistening in the light. She took a wet wipe from the pot on the table, and started to wipe me off. It felt good to have all of this attention. She reached for some new underwear, but interrupted her.
“Can I have a diaper?” I asked. The moment I asked, I regretted it. She didn’t respond in the way that I thought she would though. She just reached for a diaper instead.
She must have sensed my confusion from her answer to my plea.
“I know about the bullying.” She said soothingly. “That’s why I have pulled you out of school.” I was shocked. “Bobby, it may seem odd to you, but I don’t mind you wearing diapers. I know you have had a difficult time, and I researched on the internet why you would like them so much.”
“How did you know I liked them?” I asked. I had to admit that I liked them now.
“You looked so happy at night, just before I diapered you.
“The internet said that it is natural for troubled boys to want to wear diapers, and be treated younger than they are. It is a form of making your life more like when you were younger. The mind thinks that the current times aren't very good, and so tries to regress to a younger age.”
I was shocked at this piece of news. I had been battling with myself about a reason for the feelings that I got when diapered by mom. I had even talked to Johnny about it. I smiled. I liked the attention she was giving to me. Before I knew it, I was diapered ready for going and having breakfast. Johnny was watching TV.
“How come he gets a diaper?” he asked grumpily.
“Do you want one?” mom asked. Johnny smiled, looking embarrassed. Mom took him upstairs whilst I watched TV. He came down, with a diaper and a t-shirt on. We must have looked really cute, just in diapers and t-shirts. We sat down to breakfast. I ate Coco Pops.
“I’ll let you have today off.” Mom said in the middle of breakfast. “I’ll start schooling you tomorrow.”
We didn’t do much that day. Mom went and got some more diapers.
When she came back, she came into the living room, where we were watching TV. I felt just like I was 4 years old again. She turned off the TV, and got us to sit on the carpet with her. She had a large bag, and I could just about make out a package of diapers through the plastic.
“Right, you two.” She started, “I have decided that, as you are now wearing diapers full-time, I would buy you some cloth ones. The disposables are very expensive, and you can’t really put them in the washing machine.
“I think I bought the right size, but I would like to check, if you don’t mind?”
It was one of those questions where the answer has to be no. She walked over to the window, and pulled the blinds closed. I was grateful for that small act of respect.
She motioned for us to lie down. Johnny went first. Mom pulled down his trousers, and undid his diaper. He was slightly shocked when he saw that it was wet, but was grateful. Mom got the box of wet wipes out of the bag, and wiped off Johnny. She then lifted his backside, and slid one of the new cloth diapers under him. She put it back down, and then pulled it up between his legs. She pinned it with two pins, and pulled a pair of plastic pants over it. Johnny sat up. He shuffled his bum a bit, but seemed fairly happy.
“Right. Your turn” she said, motioning to me. I lay down.
I can’t completely describe the feelings that I had on that diaper change. I know ‘nice’ is not a very descriptive word, but it’s about the best I can do. I felt safe, and secure.
Anyway, suddenly, I found myself in a clean, soft diaper. It fitted perfectly. It was really comfy. It felt like having a cloud strapped around my legs.
We went back to watching cartoons, and mom went off and did some cleaning.
The next big surprise was when we got to bed
Chapter 4: Me and my ‘Baby’ Brother
When we went to bed, mom came up to change us. I hadn’t noticed, but I had peed in my diaper. It didn’t even feel uncomfortable, and it was only when I saw the yellow stain, as I was being changed, that I realised what had happened. I must have started to blush, because mom started to comfort me. I ended up crying over her shoulder, thanking her for all of her support. When I had finished crying, which, believe me, was not for about ten minutes, she went over and changed Johnny. I had always looked up to Johnny. He always seemed more emotionally stable than me. He was just sitting there, patiently waiting for a diaper change.
Mom changed him, and then went to the chest of drawers. She went into the bottom draw, the one neither of us use, and got out two pieces of clothing that I couldn’t see properly. When she pulled the footed sleepers out from behind her back, I was surprised. She walked over to me.
“I don’t know if you’ll like them, but I thought it might help you feel better.
“Lie down, and I’ll put it on you.”
I obediently lay down, so she could put it on. It was all furry on the inside. It was just the right size. She tucked me in, and kissed my forehead.
She went over, and repeated the whole process with Johnny. She left us, and closed the door.
“What do you think?” I asked
“I kinda like the attention that she’s giving us.” Was the reply.
“What about the sleepers?”
“I like them. They’re all soft and warm.”
I turned over. I thought. Thought about all that I had gone through. Thought about my new life. Thought about Johnny, wondering how he could be so emotionally strong. I fell asleep.
Chapter 5: Surprise!
I could smell it the moment I woke up. It was disgusting. I was wondering what it was. I wriggled. I was only wet. I looked over at Johnny. I could see the tears falling down his face.
“I… I… I pooped.” He stammered, in-between the tears.
Mom walked in the door. I could see the smell hit her. She took a moment to regain her composure, and then looked at us. She could see immediately who had had the accident. She sat down next to Johnny.
“There, there. It’s OK. These things happen.”
“I didn’t even wake up” Johnny confessed.
“That’s OK. It’s what diapers are for.”
Emma walked in, and I could see the smell hit her too. Considering what a normal 11 year old girl would have done (said something along the lines of “Ewwwww!”), I thought her reaction was quite good. She walked over to Johnny and started to hug him. I suppose that she had been around the two of us in diapers for three weeks, so I suppose she had kinda got used to it. Mom picked up Johnny, and laid him on the floor. Emma showed her act of respect, and went off to get dressed. Mom pulled down his pyjama bottoms, and untapped his diaper. I have to hand it to him, he had filled it full. Mom cleaned it up, and told him to go and have a bath. Then she motioned for me to lay down. She quickly undid my diaper, and told me to join my brother in the bath. It was obvious she was going to make us have a bath, because it was all ready for us to jump in. we both got in, and started to wash ourselves. Johnny still had tears in his eyes, but he had stepped actively crying.
Mom walked in. she had that ‘I’m going to tell you something you may not like’ look on her face.
Chapter 6: New Routine
“Today is your first day of home schooling. This is how it’s going to work: after you have dressed, you can go and have breakfast. Because I have to get the stuff ready for your ‘lessons’, Emma will change you.” That surprised me. I was a bit apprehensive. I had never really been naked in front of my sister. I could tell by Johnny’s expression that he was a bit apprehensive as well. Mom sensed our uneasiness. “Neither of you have anything to be ashamed of. She’s seen you in diapers for three weeks now, and if you want to continue to wear diapers full time, your going to have to get used to her changing you, because I won't have enough time to change you along with all the rest of the stuff that I have to do around the house. Anyway, as I was saying, after breakfast, you will start your first ‘lesson’”
She went on to describe how the lessons would work, and how she planned to teach us.
After her small speech, we both got out of the bath. Mom ushered us into our bedroom, and called Emma.
“Remember all of the things I told you” she said to Emma as she walked in.
We both dried off, and then obediently lied down to have diapers pinned on us. Emma wasn’t bad at diapering. She made sure that she powdered all around my crotch, and then she pulled them nice and snug, and pinned them just tight enough. I shuffled around to get comfortable, and then she pulled up the plastic pants. I stood up, and studied her work. I smiled and told her that she had done a very good job, and she smiled back. Then she moved on to change Johnny. I pulled on some trousers, and then a t-shirt. One good thing about home-schooling is that you don’t have to wear school uniform. I waddled downstairs, and into the kitchen. Mom told me to lift my t-shirt to make sure Emma’s diapering was up to scratch. She seemed satisfied, and went back to making breakfast. It was our favourite: drop scones.
After breakfast, Mom cleared up the breakfast things, and Emma went off to school. She still had to go to school.
Chapter 7: New School
The morning seemed to drag on, and made 1 hour seem like
days. She taught us all sorts of stuff, and told us to get on with some maths
while she went off to dust the lounge. After she came back, she asked us if we
needed changing. We both did, so she went upstairs and got the changing mat,
and brought it back down. She changed both our diapers, and then we started
lessons again. At
“Mom,” I asked, as I walked through the door, “Do you mind us being in diapers all the time?” she turned round. She must have seen something on my face, because she sat down and lifted me onto her lap.
“No, I’ll do anything for you. I love you to bits.”
“And do you mind… do you mind …”
“Do I mind what?”
“Do you mind me pooping in them as well as just wetting them?”
“No of course I don’t. If you are wearing them all the time anyway, it makes sense to use them to their full capacity, rather than have to take them off to poop.”
With that, I just let go. I could feel it filling up the back of my diaper.
“And unless I am much mistaken,” mom continued “you did just that.”
I looked up at her and did one of my cheeky smiles.
“Come on, I’ll change you.”
She guided me upstairs, and changed me on my bedroom floor.
Chapter 8: New room
After cleaning me up, mom took me downstairs and continued making lunch. I felt better having got that hurdle over and done with. I watched TV with Johnny.
“Lunch Time” mom said, standing at the door. We both went through into the kitchen, and sat down. It was quiet for the first part of lunch, but then mom started speaking.
“Now listen, you two,” she started “I know that you get a good feeling out of wearing diapers full time, and I have been reading up about this on the internet. It seems that it happens to people who are having an emotionally hard time, and that it can often help them to get their confidence back up.
“I have also been chatting to other parents, who have the same sort of problem, and some of them found that their children like to not only wear diapers, but also to be treated like a baby in almost all respects.” I looked at Johnny. I had been thinking about how nice it would be to be treated with all of the love and attention that babies get.
“Now,” mom continued “I have a policy where I always check with you if I am planning on anything that you may not want, and so I thought I’d check with you to see if you want to regress that far. I can tell that you have had an emotionally hard time at school, so I thought that you might like to have a nursery instead of a bedroom.
“I looked on the internet, and I can order cribs that are your size, and changing tables. I just thought I would check with you before I ordered anything.
“So, would either of you like a nursery?”
We both expressed enough excitement and enthusiasm to convince her, so she went off to order the furniture. As far as I was concerned, it was a brilliant idea. I could tell from Johnny’s reaction that he thought the same. Mom came in a couple of minutes later.
“I have found a retailer less that 10 minutes drive from here. What do you say we take the afternoon off, and go and buy your new room? Then we could have it up, and surprise your sister and dad with it later.
“But before we go, I’ll have to change you into disposables.”
We all trooped upstairs and mom changed us.
We all went off in the truck, the only vehicle we had that would fit all of this stuff in the boot.
When we got there it was amazing. The shop was full of oversize baby furniture. Changing tables, cots, playpens, the works. Mom guided us to the teen section.
“I’ll get you some teen stuff, and it may be a bit big now, but you’ll grow into it.”
We walked round, and chose a selection of furniture. We both chose the same cot, and then we decided on a changing table.
“Do you want a playpen?” mom had asked after the changing table. I shook my head, and Johnny didn’t look too keen on having one
We made our way to the checkout, and told the cashier our order. She told us that they had all of the bits in stock, and that it would take about 5 minutes for it to get here from the warehouse. Mom decided that this was the perfect time to check us for a change. She casually led us over to the waiting seats, and sat us down. Then she checked our diapers. We were both quite wet, so she decided that she should change us. She walked over to the cashier, and asked if there was a family changing room. After she was given directions, she came over and led us to the bathroom.
The ‘family WC’ was quite a big room, which had two changing tables at the end of it. One was for real babies, and was normal size, and one was for people like us. She led us over to the larger table, and changed us. It felt a bit odd, being changed somewhere that wasn’t at home, but it seemed ok. After changing us, she took us back outside, and our order was waiting for us. Mom paid for the things, and then a warehouse workman carried out the boxes to our van. They all fitted in the back, and we drove home.
Chapter 9: Building the room
When we got home, I could feel that I needed to poop. I decided that I wanted to be the first to be changed on the new table, so I held it back. We set about making all of the new furniture, and within 2 hours, we were done. It looked brilliant. I decided to put my plan into action.
I let the pressure in my bowels go, and they released themselves with a wet farting sound. Mom heard it instantly, and went to get a warm washcloth.
“Did you do that on purpose?” Johnny asked. I nodded. “Why?”
“I asked mom earlier,” I explained, “and she said that she didn’t mind, and that it was easier than taking the diaper off to poop in the toilet.” Johnny looked a bit disgusted, but mom came in before he could make any other comment. She lifted me onto the table, and started to strip of my trousers. At that point, I heard Johnny release his bowels into his diaper too. Mom turned round, and he smiled at her. “Bobby said you don’t mind” he said grinning. Mom just shook her head, and got on with changing me. When I was done, she lifted me down, and lifted Johnny up onto the table. He gave me a big smile, as if saying ‘thanks’. I just waited for mom.
Chapter 10: Emma’s Reaction
Just as mom was finishing up with Johnny, the school bus pulled up outside on the street. That meant that Emma was back home. Mom pulled up Johnny’s trousers, and we all went downstairs to meet her. She dumped her bag in the hall, and came over to hug us. “Do you need a change?” she asked.
“I’ve just finished changing them, but give them an hour, and I’m sure they’ll let you.” Mom replied. “We’ve changed their room a bit, and I think that they are quite excited about you reaction.” She said. We led Emma upstairs to our new room.
“Close your eyes.” Johnny commanded. She obeyed, and we led her into the room
“Right, you can open them” I said.
She opened her eyes, and gazed around. “Wow” she said “You’ve sure changed it.”
“Do you like it?” Johnny asked.
“I guess it suits you” she replied.
We went back downstairs to find something to do.
Mom was in the kitchen, preparing our tea.
“I think I’m just going to pop down to the store for a few things.” She said “Emma, I trust you’ll take care of them.”
Emma agreed, and we all started to play Monopoly.
Mom stuck her head round the door. “I wont be long, the tea should be alright, but if you smell it burning, then turn it off” she told us.
We played monopoly for about an hour. I must have peed at least 5 times, and I started to fidget. I wanted to test Emma’s abilities to ‘play mom’.
It took her a while, and a lot of fidgeting, but finally she asked me if I needed a change, and I said yes I did.
She led me up to our room, and had me climb up on the changing table. Mom may be able to lift us, but Emma couldn’t. I could tell she was enjoying herself, as she pulled my trousers down, and started to wipe my diaper area. She did a great job, and powdered me, and then pinned another diaper on me. It was good and tight, and it was almost sure not to leak.
She took me downstairs, and we continued playing.
Chapter 11: New Things
About half an hour later, mom walked in the front door. We went to meet her, but she told us to go back into the lounge, and wait for the surprises that she had bought.
She came in, and placed her bag down in the middle of the floor. “Do you want to go and get changed?” she asked Emma. She was subtle about getting us on our own. Emma started to disagree, but mom gave her a silencing look. She obediently went off to her room.
“I am not going to force any of this on you, but I thought you might like it.”
The first things she took out of the bag were wrapped in sparkly paper. There was one with my name on it, and on with Johnny. We both eagerly unwrapped our presents, and out fell a pacifier. I quickly placed it in my mouth and started sucking. Johnny did the same. “I guess that’s a yes for that one then.” Was all mom said. We nodded our heads. Next she took out another package for each of us. These weren't named like the pacifiers, but they felt soft.
“These may need a bit of explaining, so don’t open them yet.
“I hadn’t originally though of buying you these, but I found them in the store I got the pacifiers in, and thought that maybe you would like them. If you don’t, then I can take them back.” I started to unwrap it. When I finally got the wrappers off, I couldn’t make out what it was. I started to unfold it, and it looked like a pair of overalls. Why would these be special? I thought. It was only when I held it up to me, that I realised it had poppers around the crotch.
“The poppers are to make changing diapers easier” mom explained. “You can’t see them when you are just wearing them, so you don’t have to worry about people knowing you’re in diapers, but it would stop us from having to take down your trousers. I nodded in agreement, and stood up, and took my trousers off. I pulled the overalls on over my t-shirt. They were quite comfy. She took the last two things out of her bag. They were name specific again. They looked a bit of an odd shape. I unwrapped it, and was slightly surprised to find a baby’s bottle. It had my name engraved in the plastic. I was very impressed. She took them off us, and asked us what we think. We both agreed that we liked them, and that they should stay. Mom took our new bottles to the kitchen, and Johnny changed into his overalls. Just as he had finished changing his clothes, Emma walked in.
“I heard mom go into the kitchen, so I guessed you must have finished.” She saw our new outfits, and eyed the pacifiers hanging around our necks. “So that’s what she was buying you” she said to herself. “You both look absolutely adorable.” She said in a girly sort of tone.
Mom came back in with our bottles now filled with orange juice.
“What do you think?” she asked Emma
“They look so cute” Emma replied.
We both looked at the carpet, embarrassed about their reactions to us. Mom must have sensed this, as she stopped admiring us, and walked over to us to check our diapers. She got us to lay down, and unsnapped the poppers around our diapers. I could see the, now yellow, diaper pinned around Johnny’s crotch.
“Well, you certainly have been busy,” she said “And what about you, Bobby?” she said turning to me. I had peed, but not enough to need a change.
She handed me my bottle, and took Johnny upstairs with Emma.
Chapter 12: Dad’s Reaction
I turned on the TV. There’s never really anything on at
about
The rest of the day was quite boring. That is, until
“Do you like it?” was her question. “I treated them to new clothes, and there’s something in their room that they want to show you.”
He put down his briefcase, and hugged mom. We guided him up the stairs, and stopped outside our room.
“Close your eyes.” Mom commanded
We opened the door, and led him in
“Open them!” Johnny and I yelled enthusiastically. He opened them, and looked round, taking in all that was before him.
As I haven’t yet described my room, I think I’ll take the chance now.
The walls were a slight tint of yellow, hardly noticeable, unless you looked at them. The ceiling was white, and the carpet was a dark blue. Along one wall, 3 windows looked out over the back garden. Under the windows were the two chest of drawers that housed Johnny and my clothes. Along one wall was a massive walk-in cupboard. The beds (which are, by this point in the story, cots) were along the third wall, and there was a set of bookshelves along the final wall. The cots were both the same shade of yellow to match the walls, and the sheets that we had bought for them matched the carpet. Each cot had a mobile hanging from it. The changing table was along-side the bookshelves.
It took dad a few minutes to fully accept what he was seeing, but when he had finally come to terms with the fact that he was going to, essentially, have two babies in the house, he was very supportive. He took mom of into their room for a couple of seconds, and I could just about manage to hear him ask her if it was a good idea to give us all of this freedom.
When mom came out, she told us to get ready for bed. Emma ushered us into our room, and closed the door. She closed the curtains, and then told me to jump up on the changing table. She changed me into a double diaper, and then got one of my sleepers out of the drawer. She slid me into it, and got me to lie in my cot. She pulled up the side, and clipped it into place.
It felt kind of weird to be lying in what was, in effect, a baby’s bed. She tapped the mobile, making it jump to life. She quickly changed Johnny, and put him in his cot. As she left, she plugged in a night-light, and turned off the main light. It was only as I watched her switch the nightlight on that I realised that mom had installed a baby monitor. That way, she could hear us from wherever she was in the house.
I smiled and went to sleep.
Chapter 13: Visitors
My eyes opened. I could see Emma leaning over me. “Wake up sleepy head.” She said in a soft tone “They’ll be here soon”
She nudged my mobile, making it snap to life. I thought for
a while. Who did she mean? Who was getting here soon? Why did I have to be up?
She went over, and woke Johnny up. I lay in bed. I could feel that my bladder
was full, so I relaxed it, allowing my pee to soak into my already full diaper.
I looked at the clock on the wall. It was
I let her remove my sleeper, and then pull down my plastic pants. She unpinned my soaked diaper, and discarded it into the diaper pail. She wiped me over, and pinned a fresh diaper on me. She walked over to the chest of drawers, and pulled out a baby blue overall. She pulled my feet into it, and then zipped it up. She lifted me down, and set me on the floor with some of my favourite toys. Then, she repeated the process for Johnny. I was quite contently playing with my fire truck, when there was a knock at the door. “Can you get that Emm” mom yelled, not even stopping the changing of Johnny.
I was not listening, but I heard Emma greet someone who, from the sound of it, had children the same age as me. I was still very confused as to who it was. Mom gave me a bottle of juice to suck on, while she went downstairs to greet these mystery visitors. I finished up my bottle, and put it on the floor, so I could continue playing with the fire truck. Johnny was playing with a police car. At the time, it seemed perfectly natural for me to be sitting in the middle of my room, diapered, playing with a fire truck, but I suppose that it was a bit childish.
Dad appeared at the door, and picked me up. Mom came in, and picked Johnny up. I admit, I would have preferred being carried by mom, but I had absolutely no choice. Dad placed me over his shoulder, and took me down into the living room. As he set me down, I could see my cousins sitting on the sofa. This outraged me. To know that my cousins were seeing me like this. I burst into tears, and ran upstairs to my room. When I got there, I lay on my cot, and cried into the pillow. Johnny seemed not to mind, and was just sitting on the sofa.
“I’ll just go and see what’s got into Bobby.” Mom excused herself.
She came upstairs and sat on the corner of my crib. She started to stroke my back.
“What’s wrong?” she asked soothingly. “What’s got into you?”
She wasn’t at all angry, just worried about me. I lay still, still sobbing into the, now damp, pillow. I lay there for another few minutes, until I had regained my composure.
Chapter 14: Visitors – Take 2
I sat up, and leaned into mom’s shoulder. “You didn’t even tell me they were here.” I claimed, weakly. “You could at least have told me that they were going to be downstairs.”
“I’m sorry. I just thought it would be a nice surprise. I understand now, that I should have asked you.”
“I suppose I might have overreacted.” I said meekly. “It was just a bit of a shock.”
“Are you ready to face them again?” mom asked tentatively.
“Almost, but can you change my diaper? I seem to have filled this one up.”
She lifted me off my bed, and lay me on the changing table. She undid the diaper, and started to clean me.
“You certainly needed to poop” mom exclaimed, surprised at the amount I had used the diaper. “If you let much more than that out, then it won’t hold it!”
She taped a fresh diaper around me, and snapped up the poppers. She lifted me up, and as she carried me downstairs, I did something I hadn’t done in about 7 years. I placed my thumb into my mouth, and started sucking it. Mom, noticing that I was sucking my thumb, pulled my pacifier out of her pocket and gave it to me. I smiled up at her, feeling like a 2 year old.
She put me on the sofa next to Johnny. I could tell that they were worried about me, because as mom walked in, the room went quiet. I managed to smile at my aunt, but I couldn’t bear to look at Robert or Helen (my cousins).
“We don’t mind.” My aunt spoke for all three of them. “It’s not as though I haven’t seen you in a diaper before, and these two have a friend who has to wear them.”
That made me feel better. I mean, if they had a friend who had to wear them, then they would be used to them
At that point, dad walked in, carrying a tray of tea and biscuits. My aunt took some tea, and Robert and Helen took biscuits. As they leant down, they looked me in the eye. They both had a look that said ‘Don’t worry. Your secrets safe with us’.
I leaned forward to take a biscuit, but mom interrupted me. “As far as I remember, you haven’t had any breakfast yet. I suppose I could let you off with just some juice, but you have to have that first.
“Do you want it in cups?” she was discreet about that. I shook my head, and Johnny did the same. “Ok.” She said, and went off into the kitchen to put juice in our bottles.
Dad and my aunt made small talk; talking about how things were going at the company (my aunt and uncle owned a lawyers firm.)
Mom walked in, carrying our bottles of juice. I took my pacifier out of my mouth, only to replace it with the bottle. I contently sucked. Thankfully, my aunt didn’t say anything about the bottles.
More small talk was exchanged, until my aunt announced that they had to go. I had finished my bottle, and was back on the pacifier. “It was nice to see you two.” She said looking at us. “Bobby, I’m sorry if we embarrassed you.” I shook my head, and mumbled something along the lines of ‘it wasn’t your fault.’
We all went to the door, to wave them off. Dad closed the door, and I went and slumped on the sofa.
Chapter 15: Plans
“Are we doing anything today?” I asked
“We haven’t got any plans.” Mom relied for her and dad “Do you want to do anything specific?” I shook my head. As far as I was concerned, I had seen enough people for one day.
“While we’re here, though,” dad started, “we could talk about a possible short break.” Mom agreed, and we all positioned ourselves in lounge. It was almost an informal meeting.
“Now,” mom started, “Emma breaks up from school next Friday. Then it is only 2 weeks till Christmas. So if we are going to have a break, we need to have it almost straight after Emm comes home from school.
“We had thought about going to see my mum and dad.” She looked around, as if for an answer. “What do you think of that idea?”
I nodded slowly. My grandparents lived on a farm, quite far out in the countryside.
“We could stay in the cottage, and go to the train museum.”
The train museum was one of my favourite outings. I can still remember the first time I went there, and I must have been there at least 5 times already.
“What do you think?”
Both Johnny and I were very enthusiastic about that idea.
“The only small thing I will have to deal with, is explaining about your diapers.”
“Why not let it be a surprise?” dad suggested. We all agreed to that.
Mom rang grandma up, and arranged for us to use the cottage for a few days. Emma switched on the TV, and Johnny and I went upstairs to our room. I was surprised that nothing had been said about my little outburst this-morning. I was glad though.
We both lay down in my cot, and just talked. If you have a twin, you will probably understand about how you can end up just talking about nothing.
It went quiet for a bit, and then we fell asleep.
Chapter 16: The Journey There
The rest of that week slipped by. Johnny and I both still had lessons at home, and Emm had the last week of school. Dad was working.
I could feel mom wiping my diaper area. She placed a dry diaper under me, and snapped my sleeper closed. It was still dark outside. She saw my eyes open. She started to hum at me, as she carried me downstairs to the car. I could feel my pacifier, hanging from my neck. She lay me in the car, and did the seatbelt up. She paced the pacifier in my mouth, and I started sucking. I could just about make out Johnny sitting next to me, sleeping. It was very dark. Emma climbed in the other side of the car, and I could tell that she had not been up for long.
We drove out of the drive, and headed for the motorway. It seemed a bit like a dream, and when we made it onto the motorway, I felt myself drift off to sleep.
“Wake up, sleepy heads” I heard my mom say to us. I opened my eyes. I could see that Johnny was hardly awake.
“I’m hungry” were his first words. Mom handed a bottle each to us, filled with what tasted like milk.
“What was that?” I asked after finishing it.
“It was the equivalent of baby formula.” She replied. “It contains all of the nutrients you need from breakfast.”
I could tell from Emma’s face that she was feeling left out, so mom produced a sandwich. To be honest, I was just as content with the formula as I would have been with the sandwich. It was now that I sensed Emma fidgeting.
“What’s wrong?” mom asked her.
“I need to pee” she replied. By the amount of fidgeting, it seemed that she needed it quite badly.
“Well,” mom started. “We’ve just passed a service station, and the next one is not for 40 miles, so you’re just going to have to hold on.”
This kept her quiet for about 5 minutes, all of which she was fidgeting, until she said “Mom, I really have to go. Can’t we stop?”
“Well,” mom reasoned “There’s no service station, but if you have to go that badly, I have one of the boy’s diapers. We could use a carrier bag as plastic pants.”
To be honest, I think that Emma would have done anything not to have to use one of our diapers, but she really had to go. She yanked down her skirt, and then her knickers.
I had never really looked at a girl’s privates before, and within the confines of my diaper, my penis started to stiffen. I had had this before, but not as stiff as I was having it now.
Mom passed her a diaper, and she pulled it around her waist. She then used two diaper pins to pin it in place. The plastic bags came next, and then the duck tape to ensure it was watertight. I could hear the pee coming out of her like a river. Slowly, a look of relief came over Emma’s face. I could smell the disgusting smell of urea, and she wound the window down.
“You soaked it good” Johnny said, excitedly, “Its almost leaking.”
Emma took her skirt and knickers off, and slipped her skirt back on. It was quite a long one, so it covered the bulge of her diaper. As I watched her, I noticed a slight smile starting to show on her face. Almost as if she was enjoying it.
We stopped at the next service station so that mom could change the three wet diapers. Emma went first, then Johnny, and then me. My penis was still at its erect state when mom started, but the embarrassment soon took care of it.
We hit the road again, and, after about half an hour, we finally got to the farm. We all jumped out of the car, and dad went to get the key. He unlocked the cottage, and we unloaded our stuff. We each had a suitcase, and then there was the extra one for Johnny and my diapers.
Chapter 17: The Cottage
The cottage was quite old. It had originally been a barn, but my grandparents had converted it. It was next to the river, and was quite a way from the main farmhouse. This was good, as it gave us privacy, but we were not too far from my grandparents. Johnny and I got the room with the bunk beds, and Emma got a mattress on the floor in our room. Mom and dad had the other bedroom, with a double bed. There was a large sitting room, that doubled as a dining room, and there was a small, but well equipped, kitchen. It had a fridge-freezer, hobs, and a small oven. The only bathroom was upstairs, and had a toilet and a shower. No bath.
When we got into the kitchen, there was a bowl of fresh fruit on the counter, next to a note. The note said:
Hope
that you have a nice time. We are out this evening, but we will probably see
you tomorrow. There is fresh linen on the beds, and the spare mattress is in
the hall. Hope that it is ok, and not too dusty. Just come and see us if you
need anything
Love,
Grandma
It was a shame that we couldn’t see them this evening, but
we would see them tomorrow. It was about
Dad carried the suitcases upstairs, and mom started unpacking. What with the cottage being in the middle of the countryside, with not another house within half a mile (short of my grandparents, but they were out), there was no need for swimming costumes. We just stripped off, and waded into the deep part. We splashed each other, and we must have been in there for at least 20 minutes when mom called us in.
“If you stay out there much longer, you’ll catch a cold” she warned us.
We went back in, and Emma diapered us in nice fresh diapers. We got dressed, and started a game of twister. I ended up with my head in-between Emma’s legs, and I felt my penis twitch into an erect state. I didn’t understand it. Only a few days ago, I could have been in this position, and I wouldn’t have felt a thing. I think it was when I was fiddling with my diaper, to get more comfortable, that mom noticed my erect state. She didn’t say anything, she didn’t even let me know she had seen, but it was certain she had seen. She walked out of the door, and spoke in a hushed tone to dad. She must have been telling him about it, and she can’t have missed it earlier, after the incident in the car. Dad came in, and mom called Emma to go and talk to her.
Dad motioned for us to sit on the sofa, opposite him in the armchair. He seemed a bit nervous.
“My dad never told me about this sort of thing, but I think that it is important you know about certain things that will change soon.” I could tell that he was uncomfortable about the puberty business, and he was shifting in his seat.
He did the whole speech, while fidgeting in his seat. He told us about how our penises would change size, and that we would start to get erections more often. He explained about masturbation, and how it was not a bad thing, and that at our age it was much better than ‘real sex’. He explained about the whole sex thing, about how intercourse works, and even warned us a bit about STDs.
As soon as he had finished, he walked out. Presumably to let us think about what he had said. We didn’t talk much. We just sat, staring at each other. Emma walked in. I could kinda tell that she had been given basically the same talk from mom, only about girls rather than boys. We could just about hear mom and dad talking in the kitchen.
“I guess you just had the ‘Sex Talk’” Emma remarked.
We both nodded.
“Me too”
There was no TV, so mom suggested that we played another game of twister. I opted out, and it was decided that mom, Emma and Johnny would play, and I would spin the thing and dictate what they had to do. We started and, as usual, they all ended up tangled in each other. As soon as Johnny came out, I could see him re-arranging his diaper. No prizes for guessing what was up with him.
Chapter 18: New Experiences
“Do I smell a mess?” mom asked. It was true. I could feel it now. I had pooped. I nodded, grinning. “Which would you rather: Emma or me?” I opted for Emma. I wanted to ask a favour.
Emma led me upstairs, and into our room. I pulled back, and locked the door. She gave me an odd look, but passed it off. She told me to lay down. I decided that I would get the hard part over.
“Emm,” I started, “would you mind if I … I … I had a feel of your … thing?” I hoped she didn’t mind. I was starting to regret it. There was a long pause.
“Can I tell you a secret?” she asked me in a hushed tone. I moved closer to her
“What?”
“Well, I know dad gave you the talk, and I’m pretty certain that he told you about masturbation, mainly because mom told me about it, but … well … I have been doing it for a while.” I was awestruck.
“Well,” she continued “I was wondering if you could kinda do me a favour, but I wasn’t sure how to ask. But now you have asked me to feel it, I can kinda feel better in asking you my favour.”
“Would you just get on and tell me the favour?” I asked
“Would you mind … masturbating me?” I could see the blood filling up her face. Frankly, I was quite intrigued by the idea.
“How do I do it?” I asked. “I know how to do a boy, ‘cos dad told us, but he didn’t tell me about girls”
“It’s easy. You just have to rub it a bit.” She replied, now whispering. “Besides,” she added “I can show you”
With that, I agreed to the idea, and she started to pull her skirt down. I pulled the curtains, so there was absolutely no risk of us getting caught.
I turned around, and there she was completely naked. She told me to move closer, and asked if I was really willing to go through with this. I agreed, and she showed me how to rub it. I started slowly, and then sped up a bit. I could tell she was feeling things, because her eyes were closed, and she was rocking back and forth in time with my rubs. Within minutes, she was reaching her orgasm, and had to try very hard to keep quiet. Her back tensed, she arched towards my hands. I could feel a sticky substance on my hands. She collapsed onto the bed, and just lay there. I wiped my hand on my diaper. She took a few seconds to regain herself, and then she said. “Thanks for that. I really enjoyed it. I hope that I can repay you in a similar experience.” Little did she know that I was really hard within my diaper. It was so hard that it was starting to hurt. She pulled her clothes back on, and laid the changing mat on the bed. I lay on it, and she started to change me. She was quite surprised at the erect state of my penis. She wiped away the poop from around my balls, and then asked me if I wanted her to repay me there and then. I declined. Why would I want my first orgasm to be at the hands of my sister? I would have to have a go myself before letting her at it. She finished diapering me, and pulled up the plastic pants.
That was a diaper change I wasn’t likely to forget.
Emma left, leaving me on my own. I thought for a moment, and then went over and re-locked the door. I started to rub the outside of my diaper. My hard penis was being stroked by the soft material. As I said before, I had never had an orgasm before, and I really didn’t know what it was like. I know now, that I was too young to experience a wet orgasm, but I didn’t know that then. All I knew was that it was very nice to rub my diaper, and my penis was begging for more. It seemed to get better and better, until my whole body was tingling. I seemed to reach a point where it seemed it couldn’t get any better, and then I just stopped feeling things. I can tell you, I was going to be doing that again.
Chapter 19: Johnny’s Question
I went back downstairs, and mom seemed to have an all-knowing look on her face. I wonder now if she had guessed what had happened upstairs, but I’ve never asked her.
We all sat down to a dinner of pot roast and mashed potatoes. It seemed that we were all a bit quieter than usual. I suppose I was just imagining it.
After dinner, we just sat round. Johnny and I got ready for
bed early, and we sat in the lounge talking. Mom kept pushing us to tell her
about what had happened at school, but neither Johnny nor I were going to tell
the full story just yet. At about
“Have you ever masturbated?” I was shocked.
“Have you?” I fired back.
“No. Have you?”
“Well, I did this afternoon, but that was the first time.” I replied.
“What’s it like?” before I could even start to answer that question, Emma walked back in. by the looks on our faces, she decided that she would ‘just go and say good night to mom and dad’.
“Why don’t you try it yourself?” I asked.
“I will. But … how?”
“Just rub”
“Oh”
I could hear him gently rubbing at the outside of his cover. Emma walked back in, and didn’t suspect anything. I started to rub too. Mistake! She looked at us, as though to ask what we were doing. I just smiled back. She seemed to get the idea, and we just carried on.
I soon fell asleep.
Chapter 20: The Nightmare
I was sitting in the classroom. I could see Shane
glaring at me. He was the worst. He always led the group. The bell went, and I
left the room as fast as I could. I almost ran down the stairs, but he was
waiting at the bottom. “Where's the money?” he demanded. I could see my brother
being confronted by another set. “I don’t have it” I replied, somewhat feebly.
“Well, that just won’t do” was his reply. He motioned to some other big people,
and they descended on me. I could feel the first pounds, but after a while I
couldn’t feel a thing. As soon as the Headteacher turned the corner, they
changed. They pretended to be helping me. I was hardly conscious, but I managed
to stumble out of the school. I found Johnny sitting behind the usual bush. He
had obviously handed the bullies the money. He started to hug me, and I just
sat and cried into his shoulder. If mom saw me like this, she would know
something was up. Johnny just waited for me to calm down, and then we finally
started the walk home.
That night was the first I wet the bed.
Then the scene snapped to the beginning again.
Just as I was being beaten by the bullies, I sat up. I was yelling louder than I thought. Within seconds, mom was at my side. She started to hug me, and I just cried into her shoulder. She lifted me into her room, and lay me in the bed next to dad. She climbed in, and I continued to sob quietly. She asked me if I needed changing. I just nodded.
With a fresh diaper, I fell asleep in their bed.
Chapter 21: The
When I woke, I was alone in a double bed. For a moment, this confused me. Then I remembered. Mom had moved me in the middle of the night.
“Morning, sleepy head.” She said from the door. “You must have had a really bad dream, because you were really yelling.”
“It was from school days” I replied.
“Oh.” She said, nodding understandingly. She lifted me up, and took me downstairs to the lounge. There, I was presented with a plate of pancakes. I ate them, and mom carried me upstairs. She lay me on the changing mat, and stripped off my wet and soiled diaper.
“I was too sleepy to change it last night, and it seemed that all you needed was a hug.” She explained whilst changing me.
We went downstairs, and decided what we were going to do for the day.
“Well, we should see Grandma and Grandpa, because we are going to have to go home tomorrow.” Dad said. I gave him a confused look.
“Why do we have to go home tomorrow?” asked Emma.
“Well, the new next-door neighbours are moving in, and we should be there to greet them. I suggest that we do the train museum today, with grandpa and grandma, and then we set off later, so we don’t hit traffic tomorrow.” We all agreed, so we went off, not before being changed into a disposable.
We had great fun that day, especially Johnny and
I was surprised. I hadn’t needed changing all day. That was, that is, until we were in the car, when the pancakes from the morning came out in the least attractive way.
We were in the car, on the motorway towards the farm, and mom had just complimented me on not needing a change all day. Dad, joking, added that that record may not last long, and it decided to happen. First was a long, and stinking fart, and then I could feel it filling up the back of my diaper. It was one of those ones that is quite smelly, and very, very hot. Johnny then, or course, made the smart remark that dad had been right, and that he shouldn’t have said that it wouldn’t last long. Just to add to the comedy of the moment, however, just 30 seconds after I had filled up my diaper, we could all hear Johnny’s bowels letting loose. I just couldn’t resist saying ‘Well, you just did too!’
That night, at about
Chapter 22: The New Neighbours
The next morning, Johnny and I woke up at about
“Did you spot the bulge in his trousers?” Johnny asked me in a whisper.
I nodded
A moment later, they came back out of the house. I could see that the kid was in less irritation, and there was a bulge in his trousers. It was only then, that I caught a glimpse of the top of his diaper at the back, when he bent down. It was only for a couple of milliseconds, but I could see it. I could see by the look on Johnny’s face that he had seen it too. I hurried into the kitchen where mom was cooking lunch.
“Mom, guess what.”
“What?” she asked, not even looking away from her cooking.
“The new boy, next door. He wears diapers.”
“Are you sure?” she asked, after almost dropping the spoon into the pot.
“Yes. He was wet when he arrived, and they went in and changed him, and then I saw the back of it when he bent down.”
“Well, we’ll let them get settled in, and then we’ll go and greet them. If I think that you’re right, then I will ask his parents about it, if not, you are not to mention it. OK?”
I nodded, so did Johnny.
In the afternoon, the removal van left, and we went over to see our new neighbours.
The mum answered the door.
“Hello,” mom said, “We’re your new next-door neighbours.”
“Hello” the mum said, “Please come in and we can have a cup of tea.”
Well, they seemed quite nice so far; the dad greeted us in a similar way. He called for the son, who was called Mike, to come downstairs. He came down, quite shyly, but when he saw us, he seemed to cheer up. We all said hello, and tea was served. The adults talked about boring things, until my mom came up with the subject of problems. We were upstairs at the time, so I had already asked Mike if he wore them. He just shied away from the subject so I dropped it.
Chapter 23: Mike
“Ann,” that was Mike’s mom’s name, “I wonder if I could ask you a personal question?”
“Go ahead.” She replied
Both Johnny and I were listening from the top of the stairs, and I could see Mike pacing behind us, also listening.
“Well, my boys saw you when you first arrived, and seemed to think that, well; your son has to wear protection.” Mike stopped. I could see his jaw drop.
“Why would your boys think that then?” Ann asked, slightly less nice now.
“Well, they have had to for the last few weeks, due to a problem that they have, and that makes them notice the signs more. For example, the bulge in your son’s trousers?”
“Mike” Ann yelled up the stairs. “Bring the boys down.”
We all went hurtling down the stairs.
“I’ve been talking to your mum,” mom addressed Mike, “and we have been talking about medical problems. I am very sorry to hear about your problem, but I might tell you that my sons have to deal with the same problem, so you are not the only one.”
His face lit up. Ann and mom talked about various aspects of out ‘problems’ including brands of diapers, disposables or cloth, and all of the other things that mums have to worry about.
After about five minutes, mom suggested that we take Mike to show him our bedroom. We agreed, and we went back home. We showed Mike our bedroom, and his eyes went wide.
“Wow.” He exclaimed. “I wish I could have a room like this.”
We sat down on the carpet, and started talking. Emma came in, and offered to change us.
“Do you need a change?” I asked Mike. He sheepishly nodded. “Do you mind Emma changing you?” he thought a moment, and then shook his head. Emma told him to get onto the changing table, and she proceeded to change him.
After she had finished with us all, she left us to our talking.
“She’s so nice. She’s so soft, and gentle.” Mike admired.
“Just out of interest,” Johnny asked “How comes you have to wear diapers?”
“Well, I don’t, but I had a hard time at school at my old place, and started to wet the bed. This then extended to accidents during the day but, fortunately, it held out to the end of term. We finished about a week before everyone else, and then mom put me in diapers full time. Since then, I’ve grown to like them. We decided to move, because of the hard time I was having at school, so I thought I would not get found out wearing them full time. But then, you’ve just found me out!” I smiled. “How comes you have to, anyway?” he asked back.
I took charge “Well, we were having a very hard time at school, and mom pulled us out. We were wetting the bed, and so she put us in diapers at night, and then I asked if we could have them in the day too. I kinda like them. They make me feel secure.” Both Johnny and Mike agreed to the last statement.
Mom, Dad, Ann and James (Mike’s dad) walked in, and both Ann and James admired the room. Johnny and I beamed. These people were going to be really good next-door neighbours.
“Why are you wearing a cloth diaper, Mike?” Ann asked him.
“Well, I was wet, and Emma offered to change me, since she was changing Johnny and Bobby too.” He explained.
“We find that cloth diapers are better for during the day…” Mom started, as the adults walked out into the corridor.
We played for a bit, until Ann yelled up the stairs for Mike to say goodbye.
“Bye, I might see you tomorrow” he said on his way down the stairs
“Bye” we replied.
“Johnny, Bobby, you should come down to eat tea” mom said.
Chapter 24: The Evening
Tea was Lasagne.
“Well, boys, I hope that Mike gets on ok at school. I don’t know what the bullies are like, or if they would pick on him.”
“I don’t know mom,” I said, “They picked on us just ‘cos we were easy targets, and I think that the diapers makes Mike an easy target. I don’t think that he will be ignored, as soon as the diapers gets out.”
“What are we doing this evening?” Johnny asked, changing the subject.
“Well, Your mom and I are going to watch TV, but the program isn’t one you’d be interested in, so you three will have to find something” dad replied.
One look at Emma told me she had thought of the same thing as me.
“I’m sure we’ll think of something.” She said. “We could play monopoly.”
Mom smiled. I wonder if she could see straight through Emma’s suggestion. Don’t know. Probably won’t ever have the courage to ask.
Dinner finished, and mom and dad settled down to watch TV. They were watching some boring Film, in black and white. I think it was on in the cinemas when they were young, and was the first that they ever went to see together. Emma, Johnny and I went upstairs, into Emma’s room.
“I can guess what was happening in the cottage the other night, so I know that you both have experienced it.” Emma started, as she was locking the door. “Bobby, I think we should tell Johnny about what happened that afternoon.”
“You tell.” I said.
She told about what had happened, mentioning the erection I had had.
“I don’t want to force either of you into things that you don’t want to go into, but from the looks on your faces in the cottage, you enjoy this. So, I propose that we form a little sort of club, in which we swear not to tell of what happens. Then, when we have the chance, we can have fun together.” From the grin on her face, there was no mistaking what sort of ‘fun’ she was thinking of. From the similarly gleeful grin on Johnny’s face, he seemed to agree with the idea.
“So, do we each swear not to tell?” I nodded, as did Johnny.
“So, we say together, ‘I swear not to tell’, OK?”
“I swear not to tell” we all said in unison.
“In which case, I suggest that we take all our clothes off.” She said, closing the curtains. We obeyed.
“Hold on.” I said, half way through undressing, “We’re going to need new diapers. I’ll go and get some”
I put my t-shirt back on, and went into our room. I grabbed a handful of diapers, and went back into Emma’s.
Emma was already naked, and Johnny only had on his diaper. I put the diapers on the bed, and stripped. As soon as Johnny took off his diaper it was evident that he had been thinking about all of the things that could happen in these secret meetings. I unpinned my own wet diaper, and my penis stood up like a soldier.
“Well, I can see that you’re both excited.” Emma commented. There isn’t really a way that you can tell if a girl is excited. Or not at that age.
“Who wants to go first?” Emma asked. We both motioned for her to go first. “And who is going to satisfy me?” she asked. Johnny admitted that he would like to have a go. He was shown how to, and within minutes, Emma was lying on the bed, reaching an orgasm. This time, I watched for the liquid when she was experiencing it. As soon as it started coming out, she collapsed onto the bed behind her. She lay there, motionless for a few moments, until she sat up.
“Thanks” she said, smiling at Johnny. “I’ll do you next” she said, pointing at me.
She used my diaper to wipe her thing, and I lay down on the bed. She started slowly, and then started to speed up. It seemed that I had changed in the last 48 hours, because as I reached an orgasm I could feel something warm coming out of my penis. Emma completely ignored it, continuing stroking, making me arch my back. Then she stopped, and I lay on the bed. I could feel the sticky stuff all over my chest. I stood up, and wiped myself down with one of the clean diapers. It seems that diapers are not only useful for wearing around your waist.
“Do you want me or her to do it?” I asked Johnny, just coming back from my orgasm.
“I’ll have her.” He replied. I slid off the bed, and sat in Emma’s chair. Johnny took his place on the bed, and Emma started the same treatment. Within minutes, he had released all of the sticky stuff onto his belly. He wiped himself down with the same diaper as I used.
“If we leave that diaper like that, then mom will know we’re up to something.” Emma said, indicating the streaks marking the outside.
“Well, use it.” I suggested. She didn’t need telling twice. Within minutes, she was holding it under her legs, letting a long stream of pee into it. Once she had finished, she placed it with the used ones from before.
She diapered us for the night, and we went to sleep. I was totally emotionally drained!
Christmas came, and went. We all ate too much. The secret meetings were infrequent, as we couldn’t get a long enough time to be alone. We saw Mike most days, except Christmas Day and Boxing Day. Our families grew closer, Johnny, Mike, and my friendship was increased hugely. We introduced Mike to our secret meetings.
Chapter 25: Back to School
Christmas had come, and gone. We had got good presents, one of mine being a laptop computer. Johnny’s half was an internet connection, so we could share both of them.
Needless to say, it was not long before we found sites for ‘teen babies’. It has helped our confidence in our lifestyle.
So, we went back to work.
We had just stopped for lunch.
“What is it?” I asked mom.
“Sausage Casserole and bread” she called from the kitchen.
Johnny and I walked through into the kitchen.
We sat down, and ate lunch.
“What would you rather have? History or Maths?” mom asked.
“History” I replied
“Maths” Johnny replied.
“OK… History for Bobby, maths for Johnny.” She decided.
We finished up, and went back into the study. Me doing history, Johnny doing maths.
At
“I think that he’s being bullied” I said to Johnny.
“You think?” he replied, sarcastically.
“Maybe we should ask mom if she can teach him too.”
“That would be good.” He said “Mom,” now yelling, “Could you manage to teach Mike, cos we think he’s being bullied.”
“I don’t know. I could suggest it to Ann.” She replied from the door.
Needless to say, Ann thought it was a brilliant idea, and Mike jumped at it like a shot. Ann, or course, offered a small amount of money for the time, but mom insisted that Ann should only pay for Mike’s books.
Mike was pulled out of school, and started to learn with mom.
And that pretty much wraps up the story (so far)! Here I am, with a slightly damp diaper on, with Mike on one side, and Johnny on the other, writing this story on my new laptop. If you have read it, well done for sticking with it, and I hope that you enjoyed it. I hope to write about future events, but not just now.
The End