Brody:

Prelude.

Hi, my name is Brody. My mother and father both died when I was a little less than 5 years old. When they died, the agency could not find any living relatives, so my brother and I became orphans. We were split up, and we both got shuttled off to different homes. I lost track of my brother that day, and I have not heard from him since. My last memories of him were from when he was 7 and I was 5, and I was being sent to a foster family. He was waving goodbye to me from the doorway of the home. My first foster family was the Johnson’s, and I was with them for about a year or so. Then I was shipped off to the Larsen’s home for about 5 years, and then when I was 12, I was moved back to the group home, the “Garrett Home for Boys”. I got a job when I was 16, and I managed to save enough money that I could get an apartment and start college when I graduated from high school. I went to community college for 2 years, and then transferred to a state university on full scholarship and graduated with Bachelors in Computer Science, number 2 in my class…

It Starts.

I am now 22 years old. I was hired right out of college by Microsoft, and it’s great! I make about $110,000 annually, and it’s just a short (about 30 min.) drive to the nearest R&D Facility. I have a studio apartment, and I believe that I am living the good life.

My life got a little bit different after one Thursday evening. I just got home from work, went out onto my porch and turned on the grill. I laid down a nice steak, and was putting some seasoning on it when my phone rang.

“Hello?”

“Hi, is this Mr. Devlin, Mr. Brody Devlin?”

“Yup, that’s me, what can I do for you?”

“This is the Child Welfare Service; did you have a brother by the name of Brian?”

“Yup, I do, but I haven’t talked to him in over 15 years… wait a second, did you say ‘did’?”

“I’m sorry Mr. Devlin, but it is my regret to tell you that he was in a severe car wreck, and he passed away this morning at about 10:05.”

I was shocked, speechless even… I kept remembering that one day 16 years ago when he waved goodbye….

“… Devlin, Mr. Devlin… Can you hear me? Hello?”

“I’m sorry Mr. Devlin, but he did tell the doctors that he had a brother before he died, and we finally tracked you down… Well, you see the dilemma is this, as you and your brother were both orphans, we have found no other relatives of his son… The child’s mother is nowhere to be found, and we do know that she has a current warrant out for her arrest. We were wondering, as the sole able relative, if you will look after your nephew for a while, until we can get things all sorted out. He was not in the car at the time of the accident, and is in perfect health; the police picked him up from childcare and took him to the group home.”

I can’t believe it; I have a nephew…

“Uhhh… yeah, sure bring him by, I’ll be happy to look after him…”

“Well, he will be flying out there tomorrow evening… we will drop him off at your house at around 9:30 pm, is that ok?”

“Yeah, sure… Ill see you then…”

“You won’t see me, Mr. Devlin, but we have already chartered a van to take him and his luggage from the airport to your home. Don’t worry; he will be met at the airport. By the way, he is 7 years old, but has been erratically going to school so we are not sure what his education is like, but he seems like a bright boy… I will call again for a one-week checkup. Thank you Mr. Devlin… Goodbye.”

“Um, thanks, talk to you later, goodbye.”

Wow, what was I going to do?

The New Member of the Household.

I decided to take Friday off of work, and so I called in to use of my vacation days (I had about a month racked up). I got to thinking, I have to go shopping! The next morning, I went out to all the stores, and I bought a bunch of high-quality polo shirts, Dockers, Tommy Hilfiger gear, etc… A whole new wardrobe for this kid, I didn’t even know his name yet! I was a bit embarrassed to be there, as I have never shopped for a kid before, and I didn’t know what sizes to buy for a 7 year old, so I asked a saleswoman. Pretty soon, I was walking out of the store with about $500 in new clothing for this kid, in all sizes; I could just take back what doesn’t fit.

I spent the day in anticipation… I just couldn’t wait to see my nephew that I didn’t even know I had before 36 hrs ago. The time was approaching, and suddenly, there was a knock on my apartment door, so I get up, and open up the door, and my little nephew was standing in the doorway, dressed in a pair of footed sleepers with a jacket on, and wearing a backpack, with luggage next to him. There was a man in back of him that said:

“You Mr. Devlin?”

“Yes I am…”

“Well here he is… I was just hired to take him from the airport to you, goodbye.” He said as he walked away.

“Well come on in, sport, have a seat on the couch, and ill get some popcorn, and we can talk a bit.” I said to the boy.

“Okay Mr. Devlin…”

“Heh, you can call me Brody… What’s your name?”

“Kevin.”

“Ok Kevin, I’ll get your things, and you take off your jacket and have a seat.”

I grabbed his luggage and brought it into the house before closing the door, and sitting down next to Kevin on the leather couch.

“We will just talk a little tonight, and we’ll talk a long time tomorrow, ok?”

“Ok Mr. … Brody”

Kevin kept glancing about, and I could tell he was amazed at the expensive furnishings in the house. We talked for a while, and I got to know him a little better, and I found out that my brother was working two dead-end jobs trying to make ends meet, and his girl (Kevin’s Mother) had not been seen in about 1.5 years, so from what I could tell, Kevin has lived most of his life in childcare. He eventually fell asleep on my couch, and I decided to let him sleep in my king-size bed with me, so I reached down to pick him up, to carry him to my bed, and I put my hand under his butt to support him, and I felt what seemed to be a diaper… I was confused. I felt it a little more, and then gave the front of him a quick pat, and I was absolutely sure that he was wearing a diaper.

Oh well, this can wait till morning…

I laid him on the bed, quickly stripped down to my boxers, and jumped in bed with him. As I drifted off into sleep, I could feel his sleeper-clad little body unconsciously snuggle up against me as I lay there…

The First Day.

I woke up at my usual time, around 7:30 am, and I got out of bed quietly as to not wake Kevin, who was still sleeping. I went to the kitchen to make some breakfast, and I finally decided on pancakes. I made the “Swedish Pancake Mix”, and I had made a couple of them, when I heard “Hello.” I turned around to look at the boy.

“Good morning Kevin, how was your night?”

“Pretty good I guess… Hey, you have a nice home, a lot better than my old home.”

“Thanks Kev, mind if I call you Kev? Have a seat and have some breakfast with me.”

“Yup, you can call me Kev. Everyone does.” The little boy grinned.

So we sat down and had some pancakes and made some small talk, and eventually I suggested that we go to the mall for a while. Kev agreed, but then I told him that he had to take a shower first, and put on some clean clothes, as he can’t very well wear the footed sleepers to the mall.

“Come on; I’ll help you get the water started and such.” I said.

As Kevin got up from the table, I could see the bulge of his diaper as he walked towards his room. I turned him around, and pointed to the bathroom. “It’s this way.” As we walked into the bathroom, I started a bath for him.

“Ok, now unzip your pajamas and we’ll get you cleaned up.”

At this, Kev got a really nervous look on his face. “Um, could you please leave while I get undressed?”

“Why, Kevin? Its not like you have something I don’t.” I said while grinning.

With this, he started tearing up a little bit, so I sat down on the floor, and pulled him close to me, and hugged him tightly. I held him for a while, while he was crying, and then I patted his padded rear, and felt him tense up, when he knew what I was feeling for… “It’s ok, I already know, since last night, there is nothing to be scared or embarrassed about. You have had a traumatic situation and its okay…”

I held him for a while more, and then I let go of him, and I started unzipping his sleeper, I unzipped it all the way, and I pulled it off of the little boy. I pulled his arms through, and finally, I pulled it off of his legs. He looked so cute, just standing there in his very wet diapers. I reached up, and untapped his diaper, picking it up, and putting it in the trash…

Kevin:

Bathtime.

I was really scared when Brody found out that I was wearing diapers. Would he make me go back to the home? Where would I live then? What was going to happen to me? I am only 7 years old, why do I have to deal with it?

I kind of droned out a bit, and I really didn’t even notice Brody pulling off my sleepers, and I could feel the warm squishy feeling as my legs moved. All of a sudden, my diaper was off! And Brody was throwing it away! I quickly threw my hands in front of myself to cover up my privates, and I looked at Brody, he was giggling.

“Its okay, now lets get you into this bath little guy…” and with that, he picked me up, and set me down in the small bathtub. I didn’t say a word, Brody just got out a washcloth and some soap, and started cleaning me, starting with my face, and slowly working his way down past my tummy, and to my private area. I tried to keep covering up, but he just pushed my hands out of the way, and continued to wash, he even washed my crack! He must want my privates to be really clean, because he spent a lot of time on it, and eventually he got done washing me, and then he turned on the shower to wash my hair and rinsed me off.

Brody then picked me up out of the tub, and set me on the really cold floor, and gave me a towel, and then he proceeded to dry me off with another towel, It tickled so much, it almost made me pee! When he was done drying me off, Brody picked me up, towel and everything, and carried me to his bed.

“Well Kev, I bought you some new clothes, but you can wear your old clothes if you want, but they are kinda old and raggedy, aren’t they?”

I replied, “Can I have the new ones please, it’s been a long time since I had brand-new clothes.”

“Now Kevin, do I have to put a diaper on you first?”

It was a question I have been dreading, and I thought about it a bit. Well as it turns out, Brody noticed that I delayed answering him, and so he decided that yes, I needed a diaper.

He looked around in my suitcase until he found the package of Pampers 6. He took one out, and then retrieved the oil and powder. He laid me on the bed, and spread my legs a bit, and lifted them up, and rubbed a generous amount of oil onto my bum, and rubbed it around a bit, and a little on my front. He then slipped the diaper underneath my butt, and powdered me. I laid really still for him, and then he finally pulled the front of the diaper up between my legs, and taped it snugly. I giggled a little as he picked me up, and carried me to his gigantic closet.

Brody:

The Mall.

I laughed a bit when Kevin started giggling, because it had been so long since I have been around a kid, I thought it was quite comical. As we walked to the closet, I tickled him a bit more, hoping to make him laugh more. He suddenly got really quiet, and felt him tense up a bit, and I wondered why. That’s when I noticed that I could feel his diaper getting warm and expanding against my side.

**((Will be continued))**

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