DIAPER BEEBE

LOST SACK FOUND -- Part 11

	The boys searched the entire garage going through all 
the sacks of clothing Jimmy's mother was collecting for the 
Church Relief and found nothing that could be used as 
diapers. Oh, they did find a few boxer type shorts that 
would fit a man size 48 extra large. The boys tried them on 
and danced around making fun of the way they looked. But 
still nothing to put on.
	Gary looked down the lane, only to see a car about to 
park next to the house.
	"Who is that?" Gary asked.
	"Come, lets hide, it is Nancy's mother with her two 
little brothers." Climbing into the big cardboard box that 
most of the sacks were packed into, they peeked out the best 
they could.
	"Find something, anything we can put on, quickly." Gary 
certainty did not want the older lady to see them without 
anything on.
	"Look what I found!" Jimmy held up a couple of overalls 
that had seen better days. Both were a little too big for 
them, but better than nothing. Quickly they scrambled into 
to them, pulling the shoulder straps over their shoulders 
and snapping them to the bib. Gary had to roll up the cuffs 
on his pair to keep from tripping. Jimmy's pair seemed the 
right length but could only get one strap to fasten. Neither 
of the boy could get the side buttons to stay in the button 
holes.
	Running as fast as they could make their feet move, 
both reached the back door the same time and busted in, just 
in time to see their daddies coming into the front door.
	Forgetting all about their ordeals of the day, the boys 
ran into open arms to be swung around and around.
	"I sure missed you, daddy," Gary cried out.
	"Well, I missed you too, sport." Similar greetings were 
exchanged between Jimmy and Paul.
	Sitting the boys down on the floor, Bob Beebe looked 
his son over.
	"What are you wearing? Couldn't you find a pair 
larger?" Both men began to laugh.
	The boys explained why they had to wear time and where 
they found them.
	Nancy's mother had been overhearing their conversation. 
She said she had just brought Mrs. Norton a box of her boy's 
underpants. "A little worn and some are too small for these 
big boys, but there are some that are big enough." She 
explained that her boys use them in multiples so needed some 
larger ones to fit over the smaller.
	"I am sure you can find enough for your purposes until 
you get the popular sizes."
	Paul whispered to his son, "Jimmy, you better go see if 
you and Gary can find something besides these overalls, 
standing from my view point I can see all of you."
	Both boys began to dig around the large cardboard box 
pulling out several pair of gray-white underpants. Jimmy 
held one up to the light, "Yucky" as he nudged Gary. There 
was a large brown stain, part was darker while some was 
lighter. Although they could see they been washed. Still, 
the stains remained. The waist bands were stretched making 
them a little loose.
	After gathering up five or six pairs each, the boys ran 
for the bedroom. Two little kids, one about five and the 
other about four years old, followed them. Gary called out 
for them to leave but Jimmy said they were just little kids.
	The smaller children were wearing only a long T-shirt 
that allowed only a small amount of their white double 
padded underpants to show, whenever they bent over their 
*diapers* could be clearly seen. Neither of the kids wore 
shoes or socks.
	Gary shut the door behind them as they climbed up on 
Jamies bed. "What you doing with our underpants?" One of the 
youngest curiously asked.
	Jimmy told him that they need diapers just like they 
had on. Gary just slipped out of his overalls and reached 
for one of the panties. Holding them up for a closer look he 
noticed they were different than any he ever saw before.
	"Look, they're like a diaper. There is a pad sewn in 
the seat and front." he observed.
	The little kids sat in wonderment, watching to see how 
such big boys were going to get on their underpants. But 
somehow the first pair went on without any problem.
	In no time both older boys had slipped into four pair 
each. There could be no room for any thing else, both felt 
the waist bands biting into their tender hips. Because of 
the extra padding the underpants resembled a tight thick 
diaper and felt like one, too. Because the last pair they 
put on was the biggest they could find it's waist band 
wrapped just under their belly buttons and rode high up 
their backs.
	The little boys rolled in laughter at the sight of two 
older *babies* acting silly in nothing but multi-layered 
underpants as they showed themselves off like beauty 
contestants.
	A voice at the door beckoned the boys back to reality, 
"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes I would not have 
believed it," Paul said as he made way for the other adults 
to get a glimpse of the four diapered kids.
	"Come on, Nancy, we have to be getting home....... Come 
on boys, hop into the car," their mother herded her kids out 
the front door.
	"Thanks for the help, Nancy!" Paul called out. "And 
thanks for the box of underpants, I think they will be put 
to good use," Bob added.
	"Bye, Bye, Nancy," Jimmy called out.
	"Nice to have met you, Nancy," Gary waved.
	Nancy turned to wave back, giving the boys one last 
look over.
	"Mom, how come boys are so messy?" She said as she 
helped one of her little brothers into the car noticing the 
new brown stain forming on his bottom.
	"I don't really know, dear, I guess to keep us girls 
busy, as if we had nothing better to do," answered the 
mother as she lifted the other child into his seat.
	As the car drove off, Nancy took one more long look 
towards her older charges, "They are kinda cute."
	"What's that, dear?" her mother asked
	With a wide smile and a glitter in her eyes, Nancy 
said, "Nothing mom, nothing at all," with a giggle she 
turned her attention to her little bothers.

SATURDAY NIGHT -- Part 12

	It was Saturday night. A warm summer wind began to pick 
up, causing the leaves of the big tree to flutter back and 
forth making a rustling sound. The two boys were playing on 
the old tire swing. Jimmy was standing while holding onto 
the rope while Gary sat in the tire holding on with each 
hand. Both youngsters trying to see how high they could go. 
Just a few minutes before the boys would get the swing going 
fast as they could then jump as far out as they dared, 
landing and rolling on the grass.
	Both would need a bath tonight, that was for sure. 
Their copper tan bodies mixed with dust and grass stains 
gave them that special little-boy look. The boys were in a 
need of a diaper change, not only because of the dirt 
gathered on their seats, but also because they were just too 
busy when the need arose. They were still wearing the same 
multi-double-seated underpants they had on since the last 
change which was by now several hours ago.
	Bob Beebe and Paul Norton stepped out on the front 
porch to rock in the chairs as they shared a pitcher of cool 
lemonade. The only thing that was annoying this night was 
the buzzing of the growing number of mosquitoes diving for 
human blood.
	The men took all the swatting and biting they could and 
headed back towards the front door.
	"Come on, boys, before you get eaten alive," Bob called 
out.
	Neither boy could hear a word or just did not want to 
hear, it is hard tell when dealing with little boys. The 
bugs did not seem to be a concern either, but by morning 
they will be a itching something fierce. But for the time 
being they were just having way too much fun.
	It took both fathers to pry the boys away from their 
fun and games. But the daddies won out and soon the boys 
were inside where the dirt really showed up.
	"Yukky, it's bath time for you two," Paul commanded as 
he began to undo Jimmy's homemade diaper carefully removing 
the several layers so nothing would get on the carpet. He 
wiped the child's dirty butt with the only clean underpants 
he could find. Then swatted the boy on his rump, heading him 
toward the bathroom door.
	Like wise, Bob stripped and wiped Gary giving a slight 
push in the right direction, while making some comment about 
why is that boy starting to poop so much.
	Paul had already began to fill the tub.
	"Hey you boys, don't get into the tube before I have a 
chance to wash you bottoms. Gotta keep the water clean for a 
bath, you know."
	Both boys laughed as they took turns examined each 
other, "Your messier then I," Gary giggled. "No you are". No 
you are" "You are!" the boys tried to our yell the other.
	Jimmy settled the argument by backing his rear making a 
direct hit against Gary's brown -ut butt then wiggled to 
smear the mess around.
	Gary did not seem to share the same joke as did his 
little friend. "Hey, cut it out you little........!" Jimmy 
cut him short adding, "Poopy Butt!"
	"Hey Dad Gary went poopy again." "No I didn't" "Did 
too" and so they went at it again.
	It was Bob that put an end to the teasing insults, 
grabbing hold of Jimmy's arm. Bob held the boy still long 
enough for him to wipe the last color of brown from his 
butt.
	"Nice butt, Jimmy, nice and clean that is." Bob gave 
him one more wipe then lightly smacked him playfully.
	"Nice messy butt," Gary tried in vain to restart the 
exchange of insults. Bob got the last word by pointing out 
that Gary's butt was really the messy one now.
	"Ya, go look in the mirror Poopy Butt.! Jimmy taunted 
his friend.
	In a few moments both boys were settling down for their 
bath.
	"Dad", Gary tugged at his daddy's arm, "Daddy, did you 
bring another package of diapers with you?" Gary and Jimmy 
had used all the multi-layer of underpants Nancy's mother 
brought for the Church's Relief Program.
	"Oh, I thought you two would just put these back on" 
Bob held up the wadded dirty pants just taken off, "they 
look so comfy on you boys." Bob joked.
	"Dad" Gary yelled out in protest, "Not until they are 
washed"!
	"Yes, Gary, to answer your question, I did get a few 
packages for you and myself."
	Gary felt a bit relieved because he know the underpants 
would not be washed until the morning, besides he was 
looking forward to having the thick diaper to sleep in.
	"Thank you daddy," Gary gave his dad a big prolonged 
hug.
	Paul spoke up saying that he too bought several 
packages for Jamie and Jimmy, adding he even bought a couple 
for himself.
	Bob Beebe followed the boys with his eyes as they 
stepped into the tub. Jimmy sat down with his back resting 
against the back of the tub but Gary got onto his knees 
placing them on each side of Jimmy's so the boys would be 
facing each other.
	Both Paul and Bob stood silently staring at the boys 
who had began to splash water on each other.
	Both men would not openly admit it but they both had 
similar feelings toward these two boys in the tub. Even if 
both could not explain why they felt as they did, they both 
felt the same primitive scream that arose up within each of 
them.
	Paul was the first to shake off the almost hypnotic 
effect that captured his entire attention.
	"Man, is it hot in here or is it just me?" Paul wiped 
his sweaty forehead.
	"I think this is one of the warmest nights we had so 
far this year," Bob looked away from the two boys for a 
moment.
	The boys continued to play as they helped each other 
bathe. For the next half an hour each boy helped the other 
with their bath.
	Out of the tub they stood facing each other. Gary wiped 
Jimmy with a soft drying towel. Jimmy cooperated by standing 
very still while Gary slowly wiped every nook and cranny.
	Without a word being spoken the boys communicated with 
their facial expressions, telling each other the love felt 
toward each other.
	Jimmy did the same for his friend giving him the same 
careful wipe down being sure to get every drop of wetness. 
Gary, like his pal before, stood still submitting willingly 
to Jimmy's loving carefulness as the towel worked its way 
over his clean body.
	Each boy took turns laying on the bathroom rug while 
the other powdered and diapered him in a new dry and cozy 
Depend. This diapering process took more time then normal 
because of the playful mood the moment put them into.
	Finally the children completed their task giving each 
other approval for a diapering job well done. After checking 
each other's diaper to be sure they were leak proof, the 
boys topped off their bath time with a few minutes of 
playful wrestling on the bathroom floor.
	Bob and Paul were pleased when the boys walked into the 
living room wearing nothing at all except for their night 
time diapers. Bob had Gary stand before him for inspection. 
Gary pulled nervously at each nipple while his Dad had him 
slowly turn a full circle while pulling at his son's waist 
band, testing the fasteners, running a finger up under the 
leg gathers.
	"Great job, son, you did a good job putting that on by 
yourself!" Bob praised the boy.
	"Jimmy did it!" Gary corrected his dad.
	"Ya, and Gary put mine on too?" Jimmy piped up the same 
time patting at his night time diaper.
	"I am really proud of both of you." Paul and Bob said 
in unison.
	For the next hour the kids played with toys on the 
floor along with Jamie doing his best to compete with his 
brother and Gary.
	Jamie turned over on his back and spread his legs 
making a face as his eyes closed tightly. Paul knew what was 
happening so started to get up. Jamie spoke out the few 
words he could pronounce clearly, "Poopy, Poopy!" This 
caught the attention of all in the room as they witnessed 
the older boy finish his duty. Gary and Jimmy looked at each 
other while giggling.
	Bob sat on the sofa while Paul changed Jamie's diaper. 
The conversation turned to the Machines at the Offices. 
"Only one machine left to do, and I see no problem getting 
it done early tomorrow morning." Bob Beebe said.
	Paul had just laid Jamie on the changing pad when he 
glanced over at Jimmy. Realizing his youngest son had also 
pooped by observing the darkened shadow that formed in the 
seat of his diaper.
	Calling out, Paul asked, "Jimmy, why aren't you using 
the toilet for pooping? It is not like you to do this." His 
dad was not upset but showed surprise that his 9 year old 
son suddenly reverted to dirtying his diapers again, making 
the mention that he was doing so well these last couple of 
years.
	"I couldn't help it, daddy, guess I am just like Jamie, 
and need you to help me, too."
	Paul and Bob had been talking about this very thing 
while driving home from the Office earlier that day, Bob had 
warned Paul that once a boy starts wearing diapers again he 
may purposely make a few accidents happen. "They don't do 
this to be naughty, but it just happens. Jimmy, however, may 
not even be aware of the reason for this sudden change in 
pooping. In Jimmy's case, what he really wants is to have 
you treat him like Jamie." Bob hit it right on the head, 
that is exactly what Jimmy wanted.
	Jamie laid still, savoring each gentle touch of his 
father's hand as the nice smelling powder was applied. His 
eyes were almost closed, his mouth reveled a sweet little 
smile that reached the heart of his loving father.
	The boys watched the activity as if it were a drama 
being played out upon the stage. Gary looked at his own 
daddy as if to say, `me too, daddy."
	Bob Beebe pulled out one big fat diaper from the bag 
and asked his son, "You want me to diaper you, too?"
	Gary's eyes widen with delight as the words formed in 
his mouth, "Sure!" Gary was not that wet, but with a little 
forcing down, he was able to make them just a little wetter 
to be able to justify the change.
	Without hesitation Gary placed himself in front of his 
daddy, readily submitting himself for the intimate exchange 
between father and son.
	Bob sprinkled sweet smelling baby powder in just the 
right places and began to rub lightly, smoothing out the 
powder. Gary relaxed, enjoying the pleasure of having his 
daddy ready him for bed.
	What Bob saw was the fiscal expression of one very 
pleased little boy.
	"You could do this for yourself, sweetheart." Bob was 
not complaining, he enjoyed doing this for his little boy. 
"It does give me pleasure to do it for you, but you did a 
fine job with Jimmy's diapering, here, raise up a bit."
	"I just wanted you to do it." Gary was satisfied that 
his daddy would give him this helping hand.
	"Tell you what, I will fix you up in a very special 
diaper tonight. I'm going to put another extra thick night 
diaper over the top of this one making you one super duper 
diaper. You may not be able to walk very well but you will 
experience a very different kind of night diaper."
	Jimmy had been over hearing Bob and Gary's 
conversation. "Daddy, do me like that, too."
	Bob threw a couple of new diapers to Paul. "Use a 
couple of these and pull them as tight as you can, they will 
really stick out between their legs so will need to be 
rather tight".
	"Thanks!" Paul just finished powdering Jimmy and 
Reaching for the large Depend. Paul fix it on the boy as the 
way Bob suggested.
	The two men stood back to admire the two little boys 
that could only lay spread eagle on the floor unable to draw 
their legs together because of the heavy diaper that kept 
their legs spread apart. The diapers' front poked up in the 
air as if a pillow had been stuffed between their legs.
	Jamie, who had been diapered in only one Depend, stared 
in unbelief, reaching and patting his own to see if it was 
just as big.
	"Well, it looks like all our boys are ready for night-
night." Paul winked at Bob.
	"Ya, it sure does!" Bob laughed out.
	Both men reached out giving each other a high five. 
"Let's see if they can get to bed by themselves." Bob Beebe 
giggled.
	Paul motioned to Bob to move out of earshot of the 
boys. Once the two men were a few feet away, Paul whispered, 
"Wonder if you mind making a change in the sleeping 
arrangements tonight......... Jamie and I did not sleep too 
well last night because the boy is not used to sleeping in a 
different bed."
	"Sure, Paul, what have you in mind?"
	"What would you think of having Jamie back in his own 
bed, you and Gary take the double and I will take Jimmy into 
my room?"
	"That would work OK with me." Bob agreed.
	"Or....... Well, this may sound strange but..... we 
could switch kids you take Jimmy and I..... could take 
Gary." Paul suggest this rather carefully but a slight smile 
betrayed his hidden excitement. He had no idea that Bob 
wanted to make this very same suggestion.
	For a moment neither men could speak.
	Bob looked over at the boys, Jimmy was still trying to 
get off the floor but all he could accomplish was to get his 
large white diaper high into the air, with his legs firmly 
planted and his feet flat on the floor while he tried in 
vain to push himself off the floor with his hands. All he 
could accomplish was to walk on all fours a few feet.
	Bob stared at this boy's diaper sticking high into the 
air. "wow"! was all Bob could think to say.
	Gary, on the other hand was on his belly, not quite 
able to get his knees under himself. He, too, was pushing up 
with his arms putting him into an almost push up position.
	It was obvious both boys would need assistance if they 
were to get to bed.
	Bob took a hard look at Jimmy, thinking of the night 
before and how close he came to reach out and touch the 
sleeping boy. Paul's suggestion of exchanging boys for this 
one night seemed appealing to Bob Beebe.
	"OK, Paul, this may be the last night so if the boys 
agree to that arrangement I won't mind." Both men sighed a 
`Yes' under their breath..
	Paul had wanted to give Gary a hug ever since he first 
saw him in his office. Watching the boy struggling to get on 
his feet rekindled an old flame within his heart. Paul had a 
few questions he would like to put before the boy concerning 
diapers.
	"Let's ask the boys if they would want to switch Dad's 
for the night." Just saying that statement gave Paul 
goosebumps.
	When the question was presented to the boys each looked 
their own dad in the face with an expression that seem to 
ask, "Did I hear, right?"
	Paul re-phrased the question, "I would like to have you 
send the night with me, Gary. And Bob wants Jimmy to stay 
with him, would that be OK with you boys?"
	Just to clarify things Gary asked, "Mr. Norton, are you 
going to wear a diaper too?"
	"Of course, if you want me to" That was just what Paul 
had been thinking about, "But please call me Paul, Gary, Mr. 
Norton sounds to formal."
	Paul asked Jimmy, "What do you think about all of this, 
Jimmy?"
	Jimmy looked hard at Gary, both boys shrugged their 
shoulders, raised their eyebrows, grinned at each other.
	"I guess it will be all right". Jimmy ducked his head 
as if he were about to enter into some kind of a naughty 
thing.
	Paul noticed this look of concern on his son's face, 
"It will be all right, Jimmy, Bob will be wearing a diaper 
too."
	"Oh, OK, Ya, I would like to", Jimmy raised his head 
revealing a very large smile.
	"I wasn't sure..... I thought..... well, I thought..... 
never mind." Jimmy's face turned a slight color of red.
	Bob seemed to understand, he wondered how he would 
react if the tables were reversed and he was a boy being 
asked to sleep with an older man.
	"I would so much enjoy having your company, Jimmy. We 
will have a chance to talk about why we wear diapers and 
things like that," Bob explained.
	"That's right, boys, I'm sure you would find it 
educational and besides I have a few questions I need 
answered." Paul helped Gary to stand up.
	"If your diaper is too big we can take off one of 
them......:" Bob never got to finish before both boys cried 
out in unison, "NO! leave them on, we like them!" while they 
patted at their own oversized coverings.
	"I don't believe my daddy is going to wear a diaper to 
bed," Jimmy giggled at the thought.
	Bob picked the little Jimmy up into his arms and 
carried him into the bedroom, dumping him upon the bed, he 
leaned down to make a comment to the boy. "Your daddy is a 
very special man, he loves you so very much. So much that he 
is willing to share with you so he can understand you 
better. Your daddy is a good daddy and he loves you as much 
as he loves Jamie."
	"I know, I love him too". Jimmy seemed pleased that Bob 
told him of his Daddy's love.

SURPRISE IN THE NIGHT -- Part 13

	Bob, still clothed, crawled upon the bed, wrapping both 
arms around Jimmy, pulling the boy close to himself. Jimmy 
was content to snuggle next to the older man's chest. Jimmy 
had many things he wanted to ask Bob. The warm night air 
blew softly into the room from the open window. Moonlight 
drifted softly throughout the room like a soft, quiet glow, 
giving an atmosphere of gentle quietness.
	Both Jimmy and Mr. Beebe had been talking softly about 
this and that, things that are of an interest to young boys. 
Bob began to question him about how he felt about wearing 
diapers these last few days. He asked the boy if he would 
continue to wear them after Gary goes home.
	"I don't want you to go home, I want you be here 
always, Uncle Bob." Bob caught the word Uncle, but let it 
pass. For him it was a symbol of acceptance.
	Jimmy asked many questions about being a diaper wearer. 
Bob answered each question with as much detail as the boy 
could understand.
	"I don't think mom and dad would buy me diapers from 
the store, like the ones you buy Gary.". Jimmy hesitated for 
a short time, then continued, "But I have a whole lot of 
underpants that need to be washed. Daddy told me I could use 
them for diapers all I wanted. He said he would buy me 
several plastic panties to pull over them so I would not 
leak."
	Bob told the boy that he had counted at least 30 pair 
of underpants of different sizes, then instructed him to put 
on the smallest ones first then put on the bigger ones last. 
He also thought the idea of plastic panties was a good idea 
for at night, but maybe during the daytime he may not want 
to wear them.
	"You would be OK during the daytime with just multi-
underpants, but at night you may wet many times so that 
would be a good time to wear the plastic panties."
	Jimmy began to yawn with a wide open mouth.
	"I gotta go to sleep." Jimmy rolled over into Mr. 
Beebe's arms and cuddled up as close to him as he could get.
	Bob wrapped both arms around the boy, gently petting 
over his backside, letting his fingers slip occasionally 
under the back lip of the diaper. Bob seemed to be satisfied 
having young Jimmy curling up so close to him.
	Bob was wide awake while Jimmy was dozing in and out of 
sleep. Bob played an open hand over the boy's diaper time to 
time, admiring how nice the boy looked in his night time 
diaper.
	Beebe's thoughts once again returned to his friend of 
so many years ago. "I wonder where he is now, what is he 
doing? Does he ever think of me? Has he a little boy of his 
own? If so, is he also in diapers?" The many questions went 
unanswered and unheard.
	Bob felt a little sad. That is until he leaned down to 
kiss the boy beside him. Jimmy was half asleep, but was 
aware of the kiss. He smiled up at Bob while wiping his lips 
with a wet tongue. Bob leaned over and kissed him once more 
while rubbing his hand lightly over the boy's diaper, 
occasionally touching his warm thighs. Jimmy's eyes closed, 
his body went limp as sleep closed over his tired bones.
	Mr. Beebe continued holding Jimmy next to himself until 
he was sure the boy fell into a deep, blessed rest. When Bob 
was sure he was in a deep sleep he turned his attention 
towards Jamie in the smaller bed next to the wall.
	Jamie was breathing very deep with a slight snore at 
the end of each breathing cycle. Bob tip-toed over to the 
older boy's bed in order to raise the side rails that keep 
him from rolling onto the floor during the night. Bob did 
not see the child's disabilities, but put his total 
concentration on the child's beauty.
	Although the moon was not as bright tonight as it was 
last night, still there was enough light to see very well. 
Bob Beebe reached his hand towards Jamie, giving a feather-
light touch across the child's stomach, feeling the indent 
of the belly button, then down over the white diaper, 
lightly feeling the texture of the material until he reached 
the boy's thigh. Once there, Beebe fully opened his hand, 
feeling the warmth emitting from the inner thigh, bringing 
on a slight chill as goosebumps danced up and down Beebe's 
arms and legs. The boy stirred, causing Bob back off until 
the sleeping child settled into deep sleep once more.
	In a few minutes Bob retraced with his finger once more 
over the boy's belly button. Bob leaned over and kissed 
lightly between the belly button and the top of the diaper. 
A hint of wet diaper smell filled Bob's nose with familiar 
aroma mixed with the smells of a little boy just washed with 
ivory soap.
	Memories began to flood Bob's head with the delightful 
days of his early youth. A picture formed clearly in his 
mind of that sleepover with his friend of long ago.
	Bob took another deep breath of diaper powder mixed 
with pee coming from the top of Jamie's diapers. One more 
deep smell, then Bob retreated back to the big bed where he 
undressed. Taking one of the adult diapers from the night 
stand next to the bed, Bob fastened it around his waist. 
With a stretch and a yawn he climbed in beside Jimmy. It was 
much too warm to get covered up, so both man and boy lied on 
top of the sheet.
	Soon as Bob pulled the boy into his arms, Jimmy rolled 
over on his side, resting his head in the hollow of the 
man's armpit. Bob wrapped the child closer to himself, 
cradling the sleeping boy with in his loving arms. With one 
hand, Bob began to pat the child's side, letting his fingers 
work over the top of the nighttime diaper. Jimmy stretched 
and rolled once more, draping an arm over Bob's belly 
leaving his elbow rested on the front part of the man's 
diaper.
	Enjoying the intimacy of the moment, Bob turned his 
head kissing at the boy's hair.
	Somewhere between a hug and a kiss Bob himself fell off 
into a deep sleep dreaming of days long ago when he ran and 
played without a care or worry, when suddenly, he was 
awakened by a shake and poke to the ribs.
	It was Jimmy who was poking and shaking Bob. Maybe it 
was because of a bad dream or something. In any case, Jimmy 
lost his bladder and soaked his diaper.
	"Bob, Bob wake up! I need to be changed!"
	Bob opened first one eye, then the other. Sleepy-eyed, 
he looked directly into the eyes of Jimmy, who by now was 
almost sitting on top of him, shaking him by the shoulders. 
Bob, realizing it was Jimmy, reached up and grabbed him 
behind the head pulling the boy over on his back. Now it was 
Bob on top looking right into his little eyes.
	Jimmy began to laugh as Bob began to tickle him. This 
sudden action caused Jimmy to release even more pee and a 
whole lot of poop.
	"That's for waking me up," Bob began another tickle. 
Jimmy giggled out loud almost waking Jamie who just rolled 
over facing the wall.
	Bob glanced over at the clock on the night stand. 3:25 
AM. Wide awake now Bob asked Jimmy, "What are you doing 
waking up this early"?
	"I need to change, I peed, but now you made me pee more 
and I pooped."
	Bob could hardly see the wide grin on the boys face. 
The moon had moved giving the room a dark, glummy look.
	"What do you want me to do about it, kiddo!" Bob asked 
as he felt for the boy's diaper.
	Bob could feel the warmth of fresh pee through the 
depends. "Boy, I guess you are wet and the smell's getting 
stronger, too. Let me get another diaper and we will see 
what we can do".
	Bob got up, stumbling over a pile of clothes. Reaching 
into his over night bag he pulled out a brand new diaper. 
Feeling his way back to the bed, Bob found one of the boy's 
feet. Grabbing a hold and pulling the boy over towards the 
edge of the bed, Bob began to remove the dirty diaper in the 
darkened room.
	Working in the dark was not easy with the boy being 
dirty as well as wet. Not wanting to get anything into the 
bed, Bob reached out and picked up Jamie's changing pad, 
slipping it under Jimmy, then continued to clean the boy.
	Bob eyes were getting better adjusted to the dark but 
he still had a hard time seeing the boy's body.
	Carefully wadding the dirty diaper into a tight ball, 
Bob dropped it into the pail next to Jamie's bed. He did the 
same with the wipes he used to clean Jimmy's bottom. 
Sprinkling his own hand with baby powder, Bob reached out 
into the darkness rubbing it lightly over the child.
	Bob wasn't sure just where he was rubbing but wanted to 
be sure he covered all the diapered area.
	Jimmy giggled, "That tickles"!
	"Sorry, but I just can't see too well."
	Soon as the diapering was completed, Jimmy and Mr. 
Beebe cuddled up in the center of the bed once more. Mr. 
Beebe slowly rocked the child in his arms until they both 
fell into a deep sleep once again.
	When Bob opened his eyes the sun was shinning brightly 
through the open window. Both boys were still asleep. Bob 
looked at the clock, Sunday morning 7 AM.
	Grabbing a new diaper for himself along with clean set 
of clothes, Beebe made his way down the hall to the bathroom 
where he enjoyed his morning shower.
	The smell of the coffee maker and dishes rattling 
announced that Paul was up and starting breakfast. Bob 
entered the kitchen fully dressed, but still wiping his wet 
hair with a towel.
	"Good morning, Paul!"
	"Morning, Bob, how did you sleep last night?"
	"Great" Bob answered.
	"The boys bug you at all?" Paul asked. "No, not at all, 
a rather uneventful night. How about you?"
	"Oh, just fine... Gary and I slept like a log.... once 
we got to sleep." Paul grinned as he turn to pour a couple 
cups of coffee.
	"Let's let the boys sleep in awhile. We can enjoy our 
coffee and hot rolls." Paul and Bob sat down at the table 
facing each other.
	"How did you get along in your diaper last night?" Bob 
asked Paul.
	"Fine, just fine..... It seemed a little unusual, but 
for the sake of Gary.... you know.... I did not want him to 
feel ..... out of place, you know!" Paul shook his head up 
and down as he spoke as if convincing himself it was all 
right for a grown man to put on a diaper.
	"I understand...... Paul, I really understand," Bob 
said with a twinkle in his eyes.
	Both men looked at each other then bursted out in 
laughter.
	
MOM'S HOME -- Part 14

	Gary walked into the kitchen rubbing his eyes. "What's 
the matter, son, still sleepy?" Bob asked his son who was 
still wearing his all night diaper.
	With a yawn, Gary blinked his eyes as he reached out to 
his dad. "Not really, It's just that we did not get to sleep 
until late last night."
	Bob Beebe took his son into his arms, gave him a hug, 
patted his back. "Why don't you go in to see Jimmy, then the 
two of you should get a shower."
	"Okay!" Gary answered as he turned and walked into 
Jimmy's bedroom.
	Paul poured the second cup of coffee, offering another 
sweet roll to Bob. "I'll get Jamie taken care of if you will 
see that the boys get showered and dressed. I thought the 
five of us would drive into town awhile this morning, need 
to pick up a few groceries before Betty gets here."
	"That's fine, Paul. I think I should get the last 
machine repaired early as I can. Do you think we could take 
time to do that before returning out here? Gary and I must 
be heading back home."
	"None of us want to see you two go, but we understand, 
your wife must be missing you as much as you miss her." Paul 
offered to pour the third cup of coffee, Bob covered his 
cup, shaking his head. "Thanks but I had enough!"
	"Tell me, Paul, how are you planning to handle Jimmy's 
diapers to your wife? Do you suppose she will understand?" 
Bob asked as he offered to help if he was asked.
	"I don't know yet. She is open-minded about most things 
and I think if it is explained just as you did for me she 
will understand." Paul had the look of confidence. "I will 
point out it is better for him to be diapered then for him 
to wet his pants all the time. Now that he is also pooping, 
I think she will have no choice but to agree."
	"I wonder what's holding up those two boys. Gary went 
in the bedroom over twenty minutes ago." Bob looked towards 
the door that was still shut.
	"Those two boy's bonded very well toward each other," 
Paul observed.
	"Yes, we must keep in touch," Bob said. "Kim and I 
would love to have you, Betty and the boys come for a 
weekend time to time,"
	"That would be fun, Bob, that way the boys could keep 
in touch as well. Also, if you are ever back this way please 
do stop and visit."
	"Well, speaking of the boys. I think I'll just go see 
what's holding them up." Paul moved towards the bedroom 
door.
	Paul found two naked boys kneeling on each side of 
Jamie, who was lying on the floor upon his changing mat. 
Both boys were doing their best at cleaning him up.
	Gary and Jimmy were using wipes to clean all around 
Jamie's diaper area. Jamie had a electrifying look on his 
face, showing he seemed quite satisfied with allowing the 
boys to change him.
	Both boys hardly realized that Paul had entered the 
room.
	"It seems to me you two seem to enjoy changing Jamie.". 
Gary jumped at the sound of Paul's voice, thereby covering 
himself by crossing his legs. Jimmy just leaned back, 
holding himself up with both arms held behind him, letting 
his legs spread out in front.
	"When you're done, bring Jamie out with you, then both 
of you hit the shower before you have breakfast." Bob called 
from the kitchen.
	Jamie was fixed in his special high chair. The two boys 
finished their shower, got diapered and now were sitting at 
the table. What a picture it made. Paul reached for his 
camera taking several pictures.
	The two boys were instructed how to wash the many 
underpants in the wash room, instructed to use bleach to 
soak them first then putting them into the washing machine. 
Paul asked that they do not use the drier on such a nice 
day. "Just hang them on the clothes line and let the sun 
freshen them."
	"OK, daddy, we will do it," Jimmy promised.
	Gary was not looking forward to handling those dirty, 
wet diapers, but agree to help his friend. After they had 
their fill of breakfast the boys took the two buckets that 
were sitting on the back porch.
	"They're heavy, aren't they, Jimmy?" Gary committed, 
almost dropping his.
	"Ya!" Jimmy could only lift his and carry a few feet 
before sitting it down, then repeating until he had his out 
into the back yard.
	This was not the best of jobs, but had to be done 
before the many underpants could be put into the washer. 
Gary reached carefully into his bucket pulling underpants 
one at a time, laying them out on the grass. Jimmy did the 
same thing, holding his nose between a finger and thumb 
while laying an underpant on the grass.
	"Peeeee Uuuuu! No wonder daddy wanted us to do this." 
Jimmy reasoned as he reached carefully in the bucket for the 
next one.
	"Ya! too bad Nancy isn't here she would have to do it," 
Gary laughed.
	"Don't be too sure of that, Gary." Jimmy wasn't 
laughing, "She would still make us do it, I think!"
	"Ya, it is just like her, she probably would stand over 
us with her hands on her hips giving orders." Gary shuddered 
at the thought.
	"Let's just dump them out then we can fill the buckets 
with fresh water to rinse them." Gary dumped his out, 
leaving a light brown streak covering the once green grass, 
some splatted on the underpants already on the ground.
	Jimmy did the same thing with the same result. "What a 
mess!" Jimmy jumped up to run towards the house.
	Calling back over his shoulder Jimmy said, "I will get 
the hose, we can spray them."
	"Good idea." Gary moved over to get out of the way 
taking both buckets with him.
	With the water turned on full force, Jimmy returned 
with the end of the hose spraying both underpants and brown 
things. In no time the grass was looking cleaner and so was 
the underpants.
	Gary took the hose from Jimmy and sprayed the buckets 
clean. Picking up the rinsed underpants, Jimmy dropped them 
into each bucket.
	"Smart boys," Paul called out to the kids. "Now dump 
these into the washer and fill it to full mark. Also be sure 
to use a half cup of bleach and let them sit for a while 
before turning on the wash cycle."
	Bob handed a sack full of clothes pins to Gary. "Use 
one pin to hold two underpants that way the pins will go 
farther."
	"We know!" Gary seemed to resent his dad telling how to 
do such an easy job.
	Once the underpants were soaking in the bleach mix the 
boys ran to the front yard to play on the swing.
	Bob and Paul were getting ready to leave for the office 
to finish up the last copier.
	"Who's that coming up the lane?" Bob asked.
	"I don't know, wasn't expecting any one this early." 
Paul strained to see the car that was racing toward the 
house. "Why, its Betty she's home earlier than she thought 
she would be."
	"Maybe we should get the boys in the house so she won't 
see them before we can explain the diapers." Bob headed 
towards the tree swing.
	"Too late, Bob, the boys are already running to meet 
her." Paul seemed a bit nervous.
	"Good night, Paul, both boys have taken off their T-
shirts also, they are only in diapers!" Bob wanted to run 
and hide until the explaining was over, but instead, he 
stood by his friend Paul.
	The dust from the lane was clearing in the light wind 
just as Betty stepped from the car with her arms wide open 
to receive her son, Jimmy. Gary stood back a ways wishing it 
was his mother hugging him. It had been several days now and 
he was getting a little home sick.
	Jimmy's mother looked the boys over with a puzzled 
face, "What are you wearing....... Let me look at you." She 
stood back, taking both boys into her line of vision. By 
that time Paul had taken her into his arms for a lover's hug 
and kiss. "Missed you, dear."
	Bob stood behind Gary, enveloping the boy into his 
arms. Gary reached up, pulling at his Daddy's neck.
	Betty kept an eye on Jimmy as she asked, "Paul, why's 
the boy in a diaper?"
	"Its a long story, dear. Let's go into the house and we 
will talk about it."
	Jimmy came up alongside of his mother, placing an arm 
around her waist. She placed her arm over his shoulder. 
Paul's arm was around his son walking on the other side. Bob 
and Gary followed them into the house.
	Everyone started to talk at once. Betty held her hands 
over her ears, "One at a time, please". Betty looked at each 
person, "I am so glad to be home with you all." "Now tell me 
all that has been going on".
	"Mom, we had such a wonderful time we........" Jimmy 
began telling her almost everything that needed to be told 
in just a few minutes. Betty listened to his boyish 
excitement as he told her how he and Gary became friends, he 
told her how Nancy came over to sit with them. But never 
mentioned the diapers.
	Betty reached out to Jimmy, taking a hold of the top of 
his diaper, "And what about these?" Jimmy looked over to his 
dad. Bob's eyes dropped to the floor. Gary, sitting on the 
sofa, just pulled up his legs by grabbing around the knees 
and rolled backward, peeking out around his upraised legs.
	Finally, Paul began to explain that Jimmy had wet his 
pants again, that Gary was also wet, but did not show 
because he already had a diaper on under his pants. That Bob 
suggested a diaper would give Jimmy more self-esteem because 
he could be wet without anyone knowing. "And besides, Jimmy 
is pooping his pants again...... sometimes.... a little."
	Betty was amused at the two men, who she realized were 
trying to explain such a delicate subject. She could hold it 
no longer and began to laugh out loud.
	The men looked at each other in wonderment. "Why are 
you laughing, Betty?" Paul seemed somewhat confused at his 
wife, whom he thought would be quite upset.
	"While at Mom's, she told me that Sue Parker was in 
town, you remember her, we went to school together. Well, 
she is married, has three of the most adorable little boys. 
Mom invited her and the kids to come over for lunch on 
Saturday. You could imagine my surprise to see how much 
weight she put on, I would never had known her if we had met 
on the street, I but she was close to 160 lbs. her clothes 
seemed to cling to her, and her.........." Paul interrupted 
her, "Betty, not all the details, please, tell us what this 
has to do with anything!"
	"So, anyway, where was I..... Oh yes, she brought these 
lovely little boys, such little dears.... Let's see, there 
was Donny, he was about 9 I think, and Davy, oh he had the 
cutest smile, he sat on my lap most the time they were 
there..... Oh, yes, Davy was 6 he told me that several times 
while holding up his fingers. Then the baby, Tommy he was 
only 4, a real boy that one." Betty stopped before making 
her point, reaching out to Jamie who was sitting beside her 
on the couch.
	"So" Paul urged his wife to continue.
	"Yes.... well, you remember how she made some comment 
about Jamie having to be diapered after age 4. Remember how 
she gave the remark that if he was her kid she'd have him 
out of diapers or know the reason why? You'll never 
guess...... not only is Tommy in diapers so are the other 
two....! Can you imagine? She had asked me if Jamie was 
still in diapers. When I told her he was and why she had to 
admit her kids could not give them up."
	"Sue Parker was so sure she knew just how to raise a 
child." Paul explained to Bob. "She was always telling us 
what we were doing wrong. Now she has her own...... I almost 
forgotten about her, some gal, and was so good-looking, 
too."
	"Got heavy, eh?" Paul returned the conversation towards 
his wife.
	"I'll say she did, she said she just gained too much 
with each birth and was not able to lose it. She still has 
her personality."
	"What about the boys, did she say why they were still 
in diapers?" Paul asked.
	"Yes, it seems Donny has some kind of problems with his 
bladder, I think she said he may have the problem most of 
his life. When Davy came along he just would not get the 
hang of using the toilet. She said he is okay, but just has 
a hard time remembering to go when he needs to. With his 
older brother still in diapers he cannot understand why he 
can't be also. I guess they are working on Tommy now, but 
without much luck."
	"How in the world do they afford to buy diapers for all 
three?" Paul was looking at the financial side.
	"I told her how we do for Jamie, that we can do fine 
for him, but..... and I am sorry Jimmy, but I told her how 
you wet your pants so much." Betty really did not want to 
hurt Jimmy's feelings. She knew how embarrassed he gets when 
he wets in public. "Sue gave me some good advice, I think. 
She said it would be best for you to wear a diaper then to 
get embarrassed. She seemed to make a lot of sense."
	"I told her we just could not keep buying diapers for 
two boys. I asked he how they make out buying for all 
three." Sue asked Jimmy to go get her a glass of water.
	"Yes, and how did she answer that?" Paul was listening 
with interest.
	After wetting her throat Betty continued. "It is so 
simple, she lets Donny wear several pair of underpants. They 
act like a diaper and can be washed like a cloth diaper."
	Bob looked at Paul and smiled. The two boys gave each 
other a high five. "All right!" they said to each other as 
their hands hit together.
	Of course Betty had no idea what caused all this 
celebration, but she began again to tell what she learned. 
"Well, they keep several underpants for Donny, for Davy they 
had been using cloth diapers but are just now changing him 
over the several underpants. But little Tommy, they still 
buy store-bought diapers, but plan to start him with the 
underpants also."
	Betty reached out to Jimmy, patting him on the leg. 
"Sweetheart, While drive home I had been thinking about how 
your wetting had been causing so much problems between 
us..... I am truly sorry for getting so upset, I now know 
you don't do that on purpose. I am so sorry that I get on 
you for it... Forgive me?"
	"Sure I do, Mom, you know I love you and Daddy!" Jimmy 
moved closer to his mother who just gave him a big, tight 
hug.
	"Son, if you want to wear diapers I think it will be 
all right with me...... I thought of the box out in the 
garage that we were collecting for the Church..... One or 
two sacks have several boy's and men's underpants. I had 
been told that some underwear are welcome by the missions, 
but most think they are too personal and really just as soon 
we don't send used ones. So... my idea is for you to used 4 
or 5 at a time, making yourself a diaper. Daddy and I could 
see you get plastic panties if you leak. Would you try 
them?" Betty had no idea what that the underpants already 
had been used and were right then being washed for another 
use.
	"Betty, that is one heck of an idea you had there. That 
is just truly the answer to our problem." Paul seemed to 
relax as he gave a big sigh of relief.
	Bob was already counting the savings his own family 
could save. Sure, white cotton briefs would cost, but could 
be used over and over. Even if they got some wear and holes 
they could still be used as inside layers. "Clever idea, 
Mrs. Norton, very clever indeed."
	The men left for town promising to pick up some 
groceries before coming home. As Betty and the boys watched 
the car disappear down the lane, both boys began telling mom 
about how Nancy sat with them, how she made them wear multi-
underpants.
	Betty looked the boys over shaking her head. "Boys! 
I'll never figure them out, who would have thought either of 
these big boys would want to wear diapers," She thought to 
herself.
	"How would you boys like to help me unpack?"
	Grabbing the baggage out of her car, the boys half 
dragged the heavy suitcases into the house. Betty stood 
watching the sight..... two strong little boys wearing 
nothing but a diaper. "So cute....wish I had a picture of 
this". Betty laughed to herself as she headed back into the 
house.

PLEASENT SURPRISE FOR BEEBE Part -- 15

	All copiers are up and running as they should. Bob and 
Paul picked up the groceries they need and had headed back 
to the house.
	Mrs. Norton and Jamie were sitting on the front porch 
while Gary and Jimmy wrestled on the lawn.
	It was Jamie that first spotted the car driving up the 
lane, "Daaaa.... Daaa !" he pointed the best he could.
	"Yes, it is Daddy, sweet." Betty stood up heading for 
the parking area. Jamie started kicking his feet back and 
forth, calling out for his daddy.
	Betty leaned her head into the open driver's window, 
giving her husband a kiss. She called out to Bob that he had 
a phone call from his wife, she wanted him to return her 
call soon as he got back.
	"Gee, I hope nothing has happened at home, I better get 
to the phone right now." Bob stepped from the car, half- 
running to the house.
	"What's up, Daddy?" Gary called out. "Don't know yet, 
your mother wants me to call her back." Bob entered the 
house, grabbing for the phone.
	"Hope nothing wrong at home, Gary."
	"Oh, it's okay, she just wants to know when we will get 
home." Gary reached out to Jimmy, pulling him over on his 
back. The boys began to play once again.
	Bob came out on the porch where the other adults were 
sitting. He had a strange look on his face, sort of like 
shock and joy. Every eye was on him all asking the same 
question, "What?"
	"Well, well," Bob racked his throat before continuing, 
"I'm going to have a baby...... I mean my wife is going to 
have a baby..... We are going to have a baby."
	Gary jumped to his feet and came running towards his 
dad. He knew there was a possibility for a new baby but had 
no idea how soon. "A baby, I hope it's a boy, is it, Daddy?" 
Gary jumped up and down clapping his hands together.
	"We only know we will have a baby. Mom, just got back 
from the doctor's office and wanted us to know before we 
came home." "OH BOY! a baby!." Bob had to sit down.
	Mrs. Norton spoke up, "Gary, why do you want a little 
brother? Wouldn't it be nice if you had a sister instead?"
	"No way, I want a brother so I to teach him things, 
play with him and everything." Gary was very sure of what he 
wanted the baby to be.
	"This is one of the many things in life we have no 
choice to pick," Paul interrupted.
	"Sometimes we don't get our way, But just suppose you 
get a little sister instead, would you be so very 
disappointed, Gary?" Bob Beebe added.
	Gary thought about it for awhile.
	Jimmy spoke up, adding his two cents, trying to be as 
helpful as he could be, "It could be all right if you got a 
sister, you would be older so she wouldn't be bossing you 
around......... but on the other hand, I suppose she may be 
like Nancy......"
	"Dad, its just gotta be a boy, just gotta!"
	"Let me tell you something", Gary's dad began, "You 
see, she has been carrying this baby for quite a while, we 
just did not want to get your hopes up too early. Nine 
months is a long time for a child to wait, so we decided not 
to tell you until later." Bob began to grin like the cat 
that ate the canary.
	"Mom had an ultrasound today." Bob took a deep breath 
as he looked each one in the eye then turned back to his 
son, "Gary, Mom said to tell you it is definitely a BOY!"
	Both Jimmy and Gary jumped for joy, hugging on to each 
other dancing and jumping for joy.
	When the boys calmed down Bob asked if it really meant 
that much...... "What if he was a her, would you be any less 
happy about it."
	"Oh, I'd get over it...... but I am so glad he's a he." 
Gary and Bob hugged each other in the joy of the moment.
After a round of congratulations Bob and Gary began to pack 
their car for the trip home.
	Bob took Gary into the bedroom for a diaper change and 
helped him dress in his short pants and T-shirt. "Daddy, I 
would like to stay here a lot, but I want to go home, too."
	"I know, honey, I understand. We will get together 
again, you'll see." Bob promised.
	Promises of keeping close contact were made between 
Paul and Bob. "You have my E-Mail address, be sure to let us 
know when you arrive home and let us know when the baby is 
due." Betty gave Gary a hug and kiss. Bob and Paul shook 
hands but soon found they too hugged patting each others 
back. Gary and Jimmy stood looking at each other in silence, 
then both of them showed a tear or two as they hugged 
goodbye.
	Jamie was not to be left out of this touching goodbye. 
He began banging his feet, drawing attention to himself. 
Both Bob and Gary gave him a loving hug. Gary talked to 
Jamie in a quite whisper telling him something private, 
something just for Jamie.
	Waving out of the car windows, the two drove off down 
the lane heading back home. The last glimpse Gary had of the 
Norton Family was Paul and Betty turning back to the house, 
but Jimmy was still waving as he chased them down the lane.
	The last glimpse that Bob had of Jimmy was looking into 
the rearview mirror. "Nice boy that Jimmy" he said out loud 
where Gary could hear it. "His diaper pants and all".

THE TRIP BACK HOME - Part 16

	Both Bob and Gary drove on in silence for several 
miles. Bob was wondering why his son was so quiet, usually 
when the two were alone together Gary would be chattering 
like a monkey asking questions, sharing his thoughts with 
his Daddy. Bob looked over at the silent boy who was looking 
out the side window as if in deep thought.
	Bob grinned as he viewed part of the boy's white diaper 
poking out under the leg of his pulled up short pants. Bob 
noticed that his son got a great tan these last few days. 
The contrast between his golden tan and the pure white 
diapers against his red shorts was a sight to see.
	"You're looking good, son, nice tan too!" Bob took a 
second glance.
	"It sure is warm out today, bet it is the warmest of 
all the time we been on this trip, eh, son?" Bob noticed 
that the air conditioner was on but struggling to keep the 
car cool.
	"Ya, it is." Gary looked washed out with sweat beading 
on his forehead. "Can't we open a window or something?"
	"It could get warmer but the breeze may help some." Bob 
pushed the button and lowered Gary's window about three 
inches. "How's that, dear?"
	Gary sat up on his knees placing his face into the open 
breeze like a puppy dog. Taking a deep breath he told his 
father, "I think the air conditioner is broke, it is putting 
out hot air."
	"I agree with you, maybe it is just too hot even for 
the conditioner." Bob rolled down his own window a few 
inches then turned off the air conditioner. "I'll take it to 
the garage tomorrow and have it looked at." Bob was 
disappointed when things go wrong with his equipment.
	Both sat quietly for a while, deep in their own 
thoughts as the miles rolled by. Gary was fidgeting about, 
taking hold of his T-shirt tail he wiped his face. Dropping 
back onto the seat Gary propped his bare feet up on the dash 
board, spreading his legs to let the moving air run up his 
legs. All the while he fanned himself by using his T-shirt.
	A few more miles rolled by as Gary wiggled around again 
trying to find relief from the heat. Giving up in finding 
the relief he lifted the T-shirt over his head and tossed it 
into the back seat.
	It was not any easier for Bob either. "Hey guy, is your 
diaper as hot as mine? I am roasting in my own sweat." Just 
then Bob raised himself from the seat a moment getting a 
little relief.
	"I feel like I peed, they are so wet." Gary was 
surprised at his own words but it did describe how he felt.
	"Daddy, can I take them off?"
	"Go ahead, I think I am going to stop at the next rest 
area and change my own. I already made good use of them."
	Gary raised himself while he pulled off his red shorts, 
kicking them off onto the floor. With a quick pull on each 
tab Gary released the diaper from around his waist. The 
sudden rush of air brought a cooling sensation to his damp 
body. The boy made no quick effort to cover himself but 
allowed the moving air to swirl over his body. Again placing 
his bare feet on the dash board he leaned back placing his 
arms under his head. A look of relief covered his face.
	Bob Beebe glanced at the naked 8 year old beside him. 
He remembered what it was like to be young. At that age one 
could get by with such activity. How Bob longed to be like 
that, too. How cool he must feel.
	Then Bob thought of his wife. "Gary, if your mother 
could see you now she would have a fit..... You know that?"
	"Ya, I know she never let me go naked much, but I was 
surprised she has let me wear diapers."
	"Well, you better keep down in the seat, we don't need 
to get people upset." Bob laughed then undid the buttons on 
his own shirt letting the wind cool himself a bit.
	"Wish we could go swimming about now!" Gary said as he 
glanced at his Daddy. "That would be cool".
	"Maybe that would be a good idea, glad you mentioned 
it" Bob was in deep thought as they turned into the road 
side rest stop. Gary pulled on his red shorts just as they 
came to a stop in the parking lot.
Some young boys were running through the water sprinklers 
near the play ground. Many adults were sitting on park 
benches fanning themselves with newspapers while a few 
others were playing horseshoes in near by pits. The large 
shade trees made a lots of shade and the water sprinklers 
made the whole rest stop inviting to all arrivals.
	Gary was glad he removed his hot diaper while on the 
highway but without it he almost never made it into the 
little boys' room. Bob took his bag in the restroom with him 
so he could make a change. He would feel much better soon as 
he got out of those awful work clothes and into some shorts 
and T-shirt. He also took in a pair of Depends new pull ups 
which were lighter and less apt to be too hot.
	Bob handed Gary a pull up but the boy declined the 
offer, saying that for just this once he wanted to be cool. 
Gary also left his T-shirt with Bob before going outside.
	Gary wore only his red shorts and nothing else because 
he wanted to run through the water sprinklers. He saw only 
one boy close to his age. There were a few younger than 
himself.
	Among the younger boys a couple of them had only 
underpants on. One of these boys came running through the 
water jumping and leaping coming straight for Gary whom was 
standing in direct line with the sprinkler.
	When the boy reached Gary he stopped and smiled. Gary 
smiled back and said, "Looks like fun!"
	"Hi, what's your name?" The little boy asked as he 
brushed his long wet hair from his eyes.
	"Hi, my name is Gary Beebe, what's yours?"
	"Tommy..... that's my brother over there," he answered 
as he pointed towards the other little boy in underpants. 
"He's 7, I'm 5," holding up five fingers.
	When the boy turned his back to face his brother, Gary 
noticed the boy's underpants had became rather transparent 
from being soaked from the sprinkler. Gary could almost see 
the color of the child's buns.
	The brother came over to see what was keeping his 
little brother. "Hi," the 7 year old greeted. "That's my 
brother Tommy, my name's Peter.
	"Hi, I'm Gary and that's my Dad over there by the 
tree."
	"Our Daddy brings us out here to play sometimes, that's 
him over by that car." Peter pointed then waved to his dad.
	At that moment a call went out to the small group of 
children still playing in the water. It was the father of 
three of the boys. Reluctantly, the three boys left and 
entered the car with their parents. Gary watched as they 
drove back onto the highway.
	The only boys left were Gary and his two new friends.
	"Why don't you run through the sprinklers with us?' 
Peter asked.
	"Ya! come on it's fun and cool," Tommy echoed just as 
he took off for another run into the spraying water.
	"Come on, Gary" Peter called. "Take off your shorts, 
it's OK if you play in your underpants. They will dry."
	"I can use my shorts, when my Daddy and I get back into 
the car I can take them off, in this heat they will dry 
quickly." Gary thought the boy's idea of running around in 
underpants was cool. He thought of how Jimmy and he played 
the last few days.
	Turning around to see if his Daddy was ready to leave, 
Gary saw Bob sitting on a bench under a large tree. "It 
looks like my Daddy is going to take a nap for a while, let 
me go check with him and if it is OK with him I will play 
with you." Gary ran over to his Dad.
	The two little boys returned to their play leaping and 
rolling in the water.
	Bob was just about to close his eyes when Gary arrived 
at his side. "Honey, I just have to get a few minutes of 
shut eye then we can be on our way". Bob looked so relaxed 
as he yawned, "Why don't you go play for a while, I'll call 
you when ready to leave."
	Gary told his dad he wanted to run through the water 
with the two boys there. Bob was quick to give his 
permission knowing what little boys like to do. Running in a 
spray of water was just what he himself wanted to do. "Go 
ahead, son, have fun!"
	Gary liked seeing his dad in shorts and T-shirt rather 
then in the work suit he had to wear for office machine 
repairing. Ties and dress shirts were much too warm to be 
wearing in the summer time, especially today.
	Gary ran back toward the boys. With much joy he jumped 
over the sprinkler soaking his red shorts causing them to 
hang heavy on him.
	Tommy, seeing Gary still had on his shorts asked, "Why 
do you get your shorts wet. You should take them off or else 
you will have to ride in the car with wet pants!"
	Peter told his brother, "It isn't your business to tell 
others what to do. Besides I already told him it would be 
all right to use underpants."
	Then, turning to Gary, he said, "Our Daddy won't let us 
get wet with our clothes on."
	Peter told Gary that his Daddy will dress them in 
something before going home.
	Gary almost told the children that he had a dry diaper 
to go home in, but caught himself just in time. He was not 
sure these boys would understand.
	It took no time at all before the three boys were 
playing together as old friends. After several minutes the 
boys tired of running sat next to each other dropped to the 
grass.
	Gary and Peter lied back on the damp grass looking up 
into the blue sky watching the leaves dance about on the 
highest limbs. A few birds darted in and out through the 
leaves feeding on the little flying bugs. The boys laid 
there talking about everything they could think of. Gary's 
eyes fell upon Tommy, who was acting a little strange.
	The boy was sitting in a squatting position with his 
arms wrapped around his legs. This younger boy had a look on 
his face that was familiar to Gary, who had watched his 
friend Jimmy do much the same thing. Gary gave Tommy a poke 
to get his attention. Both boys watched Tommy for a few 
minutes.
	"Oh no! Not here!" Peter slapped a hand over his 
forehead and fell over backwards, "Not here!"
	Gary watched for the tat a tale sign that Tommy was 
nearing the end of his effort. You guessed it, Tommy just 
pooped in his underpants.
	When the boy stood up the bottom of his underpants 
sagged down with the added weight causing the waist band to 
slip mid way down his butt. Signs of a good release showed 
on his little ass.
	Gary had the thought that maybe these boys were diaper 
wearers. Peter did not seem too surprised while watching his 
little brother do his job, but Gary on the other hand was 
aware of special feelings arousing up inside himself. It 
reminded him of a few days ago when he and Jimmy forced 
themselves to see what Nancy would do.
	Gary turned his attention towards the boy's father who 
also noticed the activity and was heading their way. Would 
their dad get upset? Would he punish the child? Just how 
will he handle this situation?
	Tommy's daddy leaned over his little son, speaking 
softly in his ears. Then taking the child's hand he lead him 
back towards the car.
	Gary again got this feeling when he saw the brown spot 
on the seat of the boy's very wet and transparent 
underpants.
	"Your daddy did not get mad at all, did he?" Gary was 
not too surprised, his own daddy was very gentle with him, 
too.
	"Daddy's going to put his diaper back on." Peter 
commented without mixing any words.
	"Do you wear diapers, too?" Gary got enough nerve to 
ask what had been on his mind for the last several minutes.
	"Not all the time...... But sometimes!" Peter seemed to 
answer by reflex rather then thinking it out.
	Gary turned his attention towards Peter, who was 
leaning against the tree with his legs stretched out in 
front of him. His wet underpants were as transparent as his 
brothers giving Gary no need for imagination. Peter, 
realizing that Gary was staring at him, crossed his legs 
with a look of puzzlement.
	This was as good a time as any, Gary rationalized, "I 
wear diapers sometimes, too." As the words fell from his 
mouth Gary had a feeling of amazement that he had actually 
told someone about it.
	"Do you like to wear them?" Peter asked with interest.
	Gary sensed the spirit in which Peter asked the 
question. There seemed to be bit of excitement in his voice 
and his eyes sparkled giving Gary the opinion that this boy 
likes to wear them.
	This gave Gary the courage to go into more detail, 
"Sure, don't you?" he asked the boy.
	"Yes..... Does your Daddy change you if you poop? Peter 
asked with a giggle.
	"Sure and I like it when he does," Gary added.
	"Do you have diapers under your shorts?" Peter was 
sitting up, bending his head down to see if this older boy 
may have them on.
	"No. I took them off because they got too hot while 
riding on the highway.........." Before Gary could explain, 
Tommy and his Daddy was heading their way.
	Gary eyed the little boy wearing a large white cloth 
diaper covered by a clear plastic panty held by two large 
saftey pins on each hip.
	In the fathers hand was a waded up underpant to be 
dumped into the near by trash can.
	"Come on Peter, time to go now." Peter got up to leave 
but turned back to his new friend saying, "I hope I get to 
wear diapers when I get big like you... by-by see ya."
	"Ya, see ya!" Gary watched as the three returned to 
their car. It took several minutes before they drove off. 
Gary knew his little friend was being put into a dry diaper.
	One more time Gary ran over the sprinkler, getting a 
good soaking, then headed for his Dad who was now calling 
for him.
	Bob placed his arm over the boy's shoulder as they 
walked side by side toward the car. Gary reached up with one 
hand taking hold of his Daddy's hand.
	Gary climbed into the car closing the door behind him, 
reaching into the back seat he found one of his diapers. 
Slumping down in the seat he slipped out of his wet red 
shorts letting them lie on the floor. He kept his eye on 
some adults that had just walked by his window, but they 
paid no attention to him.
	Bob slipped in behind the wheel, started the car and 
backed out of the parking place. By the time Bob reached the 
stop sign Gary had pulled the last tab tightly fastening his 
diaper around his waist. Again leaning back on the seat he 
placed his feet on the dash board letting the cooler wind 
blow over his near naked body.
	Bob turned toward his son asking, "Are you 
comfortable?" To which Gary answered, "Very!"

WELCOME HOME -- Part 17

	Bob and Gary Beebe entered the city limits just as the 
sun was sitting in the West. The sunset was one of the most 
beautiful either had seen for a long time. Both father and 
son sat silently as they drove slowly through town looking 
right then left at their home town. It seemed to Gary that 
he was gone a long time, although nothing really changed 
that much, it was more like everything took on a new look.
	Gary was still wearing only his diaper which gave him 
that special feeling of pleasure knowing he was safe sitting 
low on the car seat. With traffic rushing here and there and 
watching people on the sidewalk Gary wondered what he would 
feel like if he had to get out of the car at that moment. 
The idea of walking down the sidewalk with one hand holding 
onto his Daddy's gave him a rush of excitement. He could 
imagine friends of his Daddy coming up to them patting his 
head and saying, "what a cute little boy!" Gary always liked 
the attention when he was younger, but the idea of being in 
only a diaper while walking beside his Daddy down the busy 
city street caused an arousal within himself.
	Gary turned towards his Daddy giving him a big smile. 
Bob Beebe, noticing the look of happiness upon his son's 
face asked, " What's the wide smile for?"
	The question jolted Gary back into reality, 
"Nothing.... not really anyway." Then Gary began to giggle. 
Bob's curiosity got the better of him so he pressed his 
question.
	"Well, I was just thinking....... It was so much fun at 
Jimmy's house, going outside in diapers all day...... I was 
just thinking how it would be to do it here in the city. I 
thought, well, I just thought what it might be if you and I 
walked together and I was only wearing a diaper...." Gary 
started to giggle again.
	"And you thought all these people would accept your 
diaper wearing on Main Street?" Bob laughed. "I don't think 
people would accept a older boy like you in diapers very 
well." "But if you want to walk home alone I will let you 
out now!" Bob joked with his son who answered, "NO WAY!"
	As they were leaving the down town area on their way 
home Gary was daydreaming once more. He saw himself playing 
in the city park with other kids his own age and a little 
older, all of them in only a thick white diaper. As he 
relished in his daydream he asked his Daddy a question.
	Bob placed a open hand on his son's naked thigh, Gary 
moved his leg over closer to his Daddy giving no resistance 
to his father's touch.
	"Daddy, why are people so uptight about things?" Gary 
seemed to be in a shallow trance.
	Bob asked him what he means by `things.'"
	"Things... you know.... things that other people do 
that have nothing to do with anything.... things...." Gary 
could not seem to say what was on his mind but he was 
thinking how strange it was that adults became easily over 
concerned about `things' that really did not concern them.
	"What are you trying to say?" Bob asked as he turned 
onto another road leading homeward.
	Gary thought deeper then he ever had. "Like boys 
wearing diapers and things, you know?"
	"You mean why do adults make it their business to 
meddle into your affairs?" Bob was not sure where his son 
was going with this line of thought, but realized this was 
very important to him.
	"Something like that, but I was thinking...... what 
difference would it really make if I was to walk down town 
in only a diaper?" Gary was trying to make sense between his 
desire and public opinion. "I know it is wrong to go naked 
outside, but I don't really know why it is wrong.... I am 
always naked... I mean, I am always naked under my clothes, 
it is still me." Then as if he just discovered some great 
secret of life, he proclaimed, "Everyone is naked all the 
time..... only a thin, very thin cloth covers our bodies. 
But we are all still naked all the time." Gary was not yet 
satisfied with his discovery, it only made the issue even 
more confusing.
	"That is deep thinking, son!" Bob had often thought the 
same thing and was amazed that his young son was starting to 
put the pieces together.
	"Remember when Aunt Jane came to visit last year... and 
she was going to help give me a bath... remember you told me 
not to let it bother me about her seeing me naked because 
she had seen little boys before?"
	"Yes, she had raised three boys and cared for many 
more, seeing you would make no difference to her, what's the 
point?" Bob replaced his hand over the boys leg once more, 
patting him gently in a loving way.
	"I was just thinking...... most adults have seen boys 
before, so what is the big deal about being naked? If they 
already know what boys look like why do they get upset about 
it when a boy is naked outside?" Gary reasoned.
	Bob thought about that for awhile without answering, he 
knew he must give a true and honest answer to his inquiring 
son. Just then Bob turned into the drive of their home. 
"We're here" Bob poked Gary in the ribs, causing the boy to 
giggle in delight.
	Forgetting their deep conversation, Gary jumped out of 
the car and ran for the front door. When he tried to open 
the door he found it locked. He turned to his Dad who was 
walking up the walk way towards him. That was when Gary 
realized he was only in a diaper. He looked up as two older 
women walked by off the sidewalk. Both ladies gave the boy a 
blank stare as they passed by. Gary knew they were 
whispering about him when he saw their heads shaking as they 
talked to each other taking another glance towards him.
	Gary placed his hands on each hip and wiggling himself 
towards the women sticking his tongue out. One of the women 
placed a hand over her mouth and said, "Well, I never!"
	"What's so funny, why are you laughing?" Bob asked the 
boy.
	Pointing toward the ladies, Gary answered, "They saw me 
in my diaper".
	"Oh is that all...." Bob began to laugh with his son.
	"Wonder where mom is!" Gary tried the door once more. 
"Hurry and get the door open before some else comes by."
	Bob got his key out and unlocked the door, both went 
into the house. "I smell food!" both said the same time.
	Kim had left a note attached to the refrigerator. 
"Supper is being warmed in the oven, hope you are hungry. I 
will be back soon, I am over at the Everson's baby sitting, 
should be home by 11PM. Glad your home, Love Mom".
	Attached to the note was a photo of the ultrasound. 
"Yep! it's a boy all right," Bob handed the photo to Gary.
	After a hard study of the picture, Gary shook his head, 
"How can you tell?" Bob pointed out by tracing the two legs 
back to the body, and sure enough, Gary thought he saw what 
was a boy.
	"I can hardly wait to see him!" Gary took another look 
at the picture. "Can I help change him.... you know, when he 
needs to be changed?"
	"You're the big brother, it will be your responsibility 
to help out.... Mom with have her hands busy as it is and I 
will have to be at work, so guess you are the on to help 
when you can." "Speaking of changing, you better head for 
the bed..... be sure to place the changing mat under you... 
I will be right in to wash you up." Bob gave his son a swat 
on the behind, noticing it would be a messy clean up.
	Gary's heart began to beat faster as he heard his 
Daddy's foot steps approaching his room. He just could not 
help pooping earlier as they passed through town but now his 
bladder was about to bust. He had been holding it to 
surprise his Dad but did not know if he could hold it that 
long.
	Bob playfully teased at the tabs making Gary wait for 
the moment which was almost a mistake. Gary felt the diaper 
open just as he let go. The fountain sprayed into the air 
catching Bob's arm on the way back down. Bob quickly covered 
the boy until the job was done.
	What would have made many a parent mad as could be only 
gave Bob an excuse to tickle the little 8 year old as they 
both laughed uncontrollably.
	Gary gave his Daddy a hug about the neck, accepting a 
wet kiss from Bob.
	"I love you, Daddy, I love you a lot!"
	"And I love you too, my little diaper boy!"
	Bob finished diapering the boy using some new cloth 
diapers laying on top of the chest of drawers. Bob used the 
large diaper pins with safety covers colored bright red. 
Then slipped on a clear plastic panty letting the elastic 
band snap against Gary's belly.
	"Let's go get a bite to eat!"

GARY'S DELIGHTFUL DISCOVERY -- Part 18

	About four months have past since Bob and Gary returned 
from their trip to the Government Office. The first snow of 
winter fell just this morning, leaving the Beebe's yard 
covered in a light white covering. Gary was glad it was 
Saturday so he could stay in bed a little longer this 
morning. His mother had checked on him only a few minutes 
before and had given him a diaper change while he was still 
half asleep. Now he was warm, dry and so comfortable wrapped 
in his soft flannel winter sheets. Soon he fell into a 
blissful sleep dreaming of things only a little boy would 
understand.
	It was now about 8:30 when Bob slowly opened the door 
to Gary's room and tip toed towards the 9 year old's bed. 
"Gary...... Gary!" he whispered as if not trying to wake him 
up. Gary's eyes opened only enough that he could see it was 
his Daddy. "Oh, Oh, Oh" were the only words that came out of 
his mouth as he stretched out like a cat then curled up once 
more as if to shut his Dad out of his mind.
	"Gary...." This time Bob gave his son a light shake 
once again bring the boy back into the awaken world. Gary 
turned over on his back then raised himself onto his elbows 
sitting up with his pillow behind his back. "Are you awake 
now?" Bob asked. "Ya, sure, what is it, Dad?"
	"It's your Mother, I think we need to head for the 
hospital. I already called the doctor and he will be ready 
for us when we get there." Gary dropped back on the bed, 
covering himself up, head and all. "Gary, do you hear me.... 
Come on now, wake up!" Bob pulled the covers off the boy, 
"Your Brother is going to be here before long and we must 
get going."
	Gary opened his eyes, looking around the room wide 
awake, "My brother..... Oh, Boy!"
	Kim stood just inside the room leaning against the door 
frame, "let's get going, Bob, there will not be much more 
time." Kim turned as she moved unsteadily towards the front 
door.
	"Gary, you must stay here while I take your Mother to 
the hospital. Now I have called Mrs. Stanford down the 
street, she had told us she would come when we needed her. 
She will be here soon. I know you don't know her very well 
but your mother had gotten to know her while we were on our 
trip and they had made plans for her to stay with you while 
Mom is in the hospital. It may take a day or two. I got time 
off from work, so I will stay with Mom. Now I will keep you 
informed about the baby and will come and get you as soon as 
they will let you come to see your mother and baby. OK!" Bob 
hardly waited for Gary to give his answer before he grabbed 
his wife's packed bag and was out the door. Gary laid back 
on the bed, letting all this sink in to his sleepy brain, 
just then he heard the car drive off.
	Lying spread eagle on top of the bed, Gary patted at 
his diaper, enjoying the feel of being alone to enjoy a 
little more sleep.
	Gary had heard his mother mention Mrs. Stanford a few 
times although they never really met yet.
	It was about this time he heard the front door bell 
ring. Jumping out of bed, he raced for the front door only 
to realize all he was wearing was his new pinned cloth 
diaper. He did not want this new sitter to see him in only a 
diaper so he grabbed a pair of shorts he had laid out on the 
chair the night before. Hoping on one foot then the other he 
slipped into the shorts by the time he reached the front 
door.
	Again the door bell ran just as he opened it for Mrs. 
Stanford then, to his surprise, standing beside her was a 
boy about his same age. This boy had covered himself head to 
toe with a blanket. Gary could see large, pink, fluffy 
slippers on each of the boys feet that looked like little 
rabbits, ears and all.
	Mrs. Stanford took her son by the hand into the house, 
closing the door behind them. "Oh, is it ever cold outside." 
She stomped her feet getting the last of the snow off onto 
the rug placed in front of the door. The boy walked right 
past Gary, heading for the warm gas heater stove, then he 
opened the blanket in front of him to let the warmth in. 
Gary eyed the boy from the back side which was still covered 
by the blanket.
	Mrs. Stanford introduced herself to Gary, "I am Mrs. 
Stanford, you may call me Aunt Sue if you want, or just 
Sue....... I was called Aunt Sue by the children I baby sat 
for before moving here." Pointing towards the stove, she 
said, "And that is Jon, my son. When received your Dad's 
call we just came as we were. Jon was still in bed so I 
wrapped him in his blanket so not to waste time."
	"Hi, Jon!" Gary called out.
	"Hi!" Jon turned toward Gary, dropping his blanket to 
the floor. Quickly the child bent over to pick it up but was 
too late, Gary saw a glimpse of the boy's white night diaper 
and his near knee-high white socks with a couple of red 
strips at the top, they seem to clash with the pink rabbit 
slippers. Gary experienced a quickening of excitement as his 
eyes scanned the sight before him. Sue handed Gary her coat 
but he was too engrossed in what he hoped he saw and did not 
hear Sue's voice.
	Sue got Gary's attention by asking him if he would mind 
hanging up her coat and hat.
	"Sure, I'll put them in this closet." Taking the coat 
and hat, Gary carefully hung them up. When he turned around 
he found Jon had sat down in one of the chairs with the 
blanket neatly wrapped over his legs and up under his arms, 
leaving his head and shoulders bare.
	"Your mother and I kept each other company while your 
Dad and you were away. We talked a lot about family and 
things. I feel I already know much about you, Gary."
	Gary was not sure if he wanted this strange lady to 
know anything at all about him. He just grinned, dropping 
his head in a shy sort of way. Then, without lifting his 
head, he peeked up towards the other boy who was now kicking 
both his legs back and forth. In the process of kicking he 
had loosened the blanket that was covering his legs.
	Gary raised his head and blinked his eyes. Once again 
this strange feeling raced over him as he witnessed part of 
Jon's diaper. "It is a diaper, it really is!" Gary thought 
to himself.
	Jon suddenly became aware that Gary was staring at him, 
pulling the blanket together once more. Jon drew his legs up 
underneath the blanket hiding even his rabbit slippers.
	Sue watched the transaction between the two boys. She 
noticed Gary's pleased look of surprise and her son's 
embarrassment.
	"Your mother tells me of your need for diapers, Gary, I 
know about that, and I understand. Jon has been wearing 
diapers only for bedtime for the last couple of nights. I 
told him you wore them, also. Jon isn't too happy that I 
made him put them on. But I told him you would understand 
his needing them, too."
	For a fleeting moment Gary felt the hot flashes of 
embarrassment from the knowledge that Sue knew he had a 
diaper on. Yet the idea that she knew excited him in a 
strange sort of way. And indeed did know and understand just 
how Jon must feel at this very moment.
	Jon continued to sit very still, keeping his lower body 
covered with the blanket and his feet pulled up under him. 
The embarrassed little boy would not look either his mother 
nor Gary in the eye.
	Sue began telling Gary all about how Jon wet his bed 
each night, "I just let him lay in it, he is a big boy now 
and if he can't learn to control himself he can just pay the 
piper and put up with his own messes."
	Gary could not believe his ears. This mother had just 
humiliated her son right in front of him. The child in the 
chair burst into tears that ran down his cheeks. There was a 
puckering up of the mouth. Jon could hold it back no longer 
and began to sob like his heart would break. He covered his 
head under the blanket, but could not muffle the sound of 
his pain.
	Gary always had a soft heart and found he himself could 
hardly hold back tears. "How sad!" Gary spoke in defense for 
the boy.
	"What do you mean?" Sue actually did not know that her 
words cut so deep. Her intentions were only to make Jon feel 
some remorse for his act of messing in his bed. "This boy 
has been doing this since he was a baby and the doctors all 
say nothing is wrong with his bladder nor his bowels, I have 
just about had it with his messes."
	Gary was wondering just what this woman was thinking 
about him. After all, he was as old as Jon and she knew he 
was in diapers. He looked puzzled toward Sue as he pulled at 
his shorts to confirm that his diaper was still on.
	"Oh! Gary, I am not saying that you have these 
problems, I am sorry, it seems I have upset you." "But you 
have problems, your mother told me all about it, now you 
mustn't let me upset you because I know you can't help 
yourself."
	Sue seemed to be getting herself in a deeper with each 
word. She wanted to change the subject, but with Gary 
looking at her the way he did made it impossible for her to 
avoid the issue.
	"How old are you, Gary?" She asked.
	"I'm 9." Gary then asked Jon how old he was, but the 
child just kept weeping under his blanket.
	"He is also 9 and will be 10 next week," His mother 
intervened.
	"I will be 10 in a couple of months," Gary announced 
with pride. Jon stuck his head out of the blanket looking 
over at Gary. Neither boy said anything but Gary mouthed the 
words, "It's OK!" and that said everything. Jon just nodded 
his head and gave a weak smile.
	"So you are going to have a brother, are you excited?" 
Sue said, trying to change the subject.
	"I guess!" was all Gary could think to say but the 
expression on his face gave way to a wide happy smile. 
"Daddy said he would call as soon as he was born and let me 
know".
	"Well, don't you worry about a thing, these things take 
time, but it will happen." Sue looked over at her son that 
was hiding deep inside his blanket. A look of disgust come 
over her face.
	"Jon, get that blanket off right now and act your age. 
Gary will think your a big baby...... Jon, I mean it right 
now, get that blanket off and sit up like a little man." 
Without another word Sue got up and went to the hiding child 
and pulled the blanket off him, which farther humiliated the 
boy.
	Gary watched with disbelief, his mother nor daddy would 
never treat him this way. But the moment the blanket hit the 
floor Gary saw his young guest curled up in a ball. Jon was 
sucking his thumb while wet tears still rolled down his 
redden checks. It was then that
	Gary stared at the boy's homemade cloth diaper. It was 
obvious Jon had just wet and pooped, leaving a brown patch 
in the rear.
	Sue, upon seeing that her son just used the diaper, 
became very upset and began belittling him again. "What do 
you think your doing, you could have left stains on this 
nice chair. Well, young man, you will just have to wear your 
diaper a bit longer then you suspected, I did not bring 
another diaper for you. I was sure that putting you in a 
diaper would keep your mind on when you need to go and would 
use the toilet like everyone else. I am so ashamed of 
you!!!" With that Sue pulled the boy to his feet, checking 
the chair, but found it was not hurt.
	Jon stood beside his mother in complete helplessness, 
taking quick glances toward Gary. Gary watched as the boy 
struggled to regain his composure. The diaper hung low under 
his legs with a sign of a small leak forming just between 
the legs. Jon had a strong grip on each side of the diaper 
because it was sliding down his slender hips.
	"This will never do", Sue proclaimed. "Gary, could I 
bother you for one of your diapers? I don't think this one 
is going work much longer."
	"Sure Mrs. Stanford, I'll go get you one, but you 
better put that newspaper under him before he leaks on the 
carpet."
	"Heavens to Betsy, boy, you sure have caused a lot of 
trouble today." Sue let off more of her frustration as she 
helped Jon step on to the newspapers.
	Gary turned to take another look just as he went 
through the door to the hallway. What he saw brought a 
delightful emotion that satisfied his dream of finding 
another boy that wore diapers. Jon stood with his back 
toward Gary while his mother pulled the diaper to the floor, 
letting the boy step carefully to one side while she wrapped 
it up in a piece of newspaper to be discarded. Gary took an 
instant photo in his mind of the boy's back side covered 
with poo poo. With a grin on his face and joy in his heart 
Gary hurried to his bedroom for a disposal diaper.
	"Thank you, son!" Sue reached for the new diaper. 
"Store bought, eh? Don't think I would waste money on these 
kinds, old dish towels do the same thing."
	Handing the diaper to Jon she left the two boys alone 
as she went to the bathroom for a clean wash cloth. Not 
being able to hide this time, Jon stood his ground while 
Gary moved in front of him, giving him the once-over.
	"Boy, you sure made a mess," Gary commented as he held 
his nose between his forefinger and thumb. "What a stink!"
	All Jon could do was stand there looking self- 
conscious. "I didn't mean to..... I couldn't help 
it....really!"
	Gary realized he was adding to the boy's problems and 
quickly recanted with, "It's all right, Jon, I was only 
teasing. Forgive me, I do know what you are going through."
	Sue finished re-diapering her son after she cleaned him 
up. "Now try to remember to go to the toilet when you have 
to poop, then you won't have this mess again. These diapers 
will have to do you the rest of the day."
	"I'll be careful, Mom, I promise to really try this 
time." Jon was determined to keep this promise but he had 
little confidence that he would be able to make it to the 
bathroom in time.
	"Do the best you can, maybe Gary could help you, but 
you must ask or tell us when you feel you need to go." His 
mother just realized her son had no clothes at all.
	"Oh! we really ran over here so fast I clean forgot, 
Jon has nothing to wear, I must go back home and pick up 
something for the both of us, it looks like we'll be staying 
the night." Mrs. Sanford rushed to get her coat and hat.
	"Gary, I want you and Jon to keep out of things while I 
am gone, I won't be but a little while then I will return." 
The mother went out the door being almost swept off her feet 
by the cold winter winds.
	Jon stood on his tip toes to peek out the door window, 
watching his mother as she headed up the street towards 
home.
	Gary looked the boy over once more. He observed Jon 
standing tip toed wearing nothing but a Depend, not even his 
slippers were on his feet. Gary sometimes stood before the 
full length mirror looking at himself while only in a 
diaper. Watching Jon was a treat.
	Jon became aware that Gary was looking at him. The boy 
began to feel self-conscious once again, but he had nowhere 
to hide. His blanket was across the room out of reach. Jon 
looked down at himself to be sure his diaper was correctly 
fastened, which it was. Looking up at Gary, he asked, 
"Something wrong?"
	"No, No not at all, I think you look really nice." 
Seeing that Jon was feeling somewhat out of place, Gary 
asked, "Wanna see my diaper?"
	"I don't care, if you want to." Jon's curiosity showed 
as he watched Gary pull his T-shirt up over his head. 
Already he could see the white top of Gary's diaper showing 
above his belt line.
	Gary sat on the floor just as he undid his belt then 
pulled the zipper down. He glanced up at Jon who was now 
bent over with his hands braced against his knees. The boy 
took a deep breath while his eyes opened widely while he 
anticipated what he may see.
Gary pulled the pants off his feet and tossed them with his 
shirt.
	"See, now we both just have diapers on." Gary could 
feel Jon's gaze making him feel a little naughty for 
undressing in front of him.
	As Gary stood up he slowly turned a complete circle to 
show Jon the entire diaper. Once again he stood facing the 
other boy.
	Jon's face began to flush turning a light color of red 
as he observed Gary's little private showing.
	This reaction of Jon's gave Gary a rush of pleasant 
pleasure realizing he had made his new friend blush.
	When Jon caught his breath he looked up at Gary saying, 
"I think you look really nice, too." This comment caused 
Gary to grin ear to ear. "Thanks!"
	Gary bent over, picking up his clothes, "Come on, I 
will show you my room." The two diapered boys walked down 
the hall leading to Gary's bedroom.
	The two sat on the edge of the bed while Gary showed 
off his collections of toys and other little boy things.
	Their conversation got back to the need of wearing 
diapers. Gary could not help but notice the wet line on 
Jon's Depend turned color.
	"I think you may need to be changed," he said as he 
pointed to the indicator line.
	"Oh no.... Mommy will be so mad at me, I didn't think 
it would show." Jon had the look of desperation.
	"Don't worry I will help you." Looking at the package 
of new diapers under the night stand Gary said, "We've got 
plenty of new ones."
	"Mommy gets mad at me for doing it. But I can't help 
it", Jon began to tear up as he rubbed his eyes.
	"My Mother used to get after me too until she married 
Daddy. He told her that it was better for me to wear a 
diaper and stay dry and clean then to wet the bed or my 
pants."
	"Maybe your Daddy could tell my Mom that diapers could 
help, or something." Jon seemed to get a glimpse of some 
kind of sense in all of this. At this point in time, Jon was 
looking for any kind of hope that would make his life a 
little easier.
	Jon was feeling more self-esteem in the presence of 
Gary, who seemed to understand his problem. "I like you, 
Gary. Will you be my friend?"
	"Sure, I would like that!" Gary was pleased that Jon 
felt this way towards him.
	Jon lied back on the bed, letting his legs dangle over 
the side while placing his arms behind his head.
	"Gary...... I don't know how to put a diaper on..... 
would you help me this time? Jon looked a little sheepish.
	"Sure!" Gary got up to get another diaper but then 
leaned over Jon instead asking, "Do you really want me to 
change you?" "I will use a wipe, then spread some powder so 
you will smell like you didn't pee!"
	"OK, I don't care." Jon drew his legs up then let his 
knees drop on to the bed just like a little baby about to be 
changed. This signaled Gary to began diapering him.
	Gary went to the chest of drawers and took out several 
of his white brief underpants that had been stored away in a 
neat pile ever since he gave them up for diapers.
	Laying the underpants down beside Jon, he began to undo 
the wet diaper tabs.
	"What are you going to with those underpants, Gary?" 
Jon asked rather puzzled.
	"Wait and see!" Gary quickly opened the boys wet diaper 
then reached for the wipes and powder on his night stand.
	In his haste Gary was not too careful how he spread the 
powder over his friend causing Jon to wiggle about as he 
burst into hardy laughter. Powder flew all over everything.
	The first underpants went on, the next and the next, 
until Gary had counted six or seven pairs had been pulled up 
tightly around the boy's waist. Standing back for a look, 
Gary smiled with satisfaction that he did a good job.
	"You look really good in those diapers, Jon, I mean you 
look rather nice." Gary was not using carefully chosen 
words, he really means what he said.
	Jon ran both his hands over the new "diaper", feeling 
how thick and tight they felt. "They feel just like a tight 
diaper," Jon said rather pleasingly.
	"Just like cloth ones aren't they, you like?" Gary 
worked at the top underpants moving the band high up on his 
back.
	Jon got off the bed and stood before the full length 
mirror behind the door. Raising one foot then the other, Jon 
danced while turning about looking over his shoulder at 
himself like a girl putting up her hair. This new diaper 
gave Jon a feeling he liked very much.
	Just then they heard Sue coming into the front door. 
Both boys looked at each other, "She's back!"
	As the boys entered into the hall way Mrs. Sanford met 
them face to face. Gary had fully intended to put his pants 
on before she got back, but now it was too late.

JON'S SISTER -- Part 19

	"Mom!" Jon cried out, "You're back!"
	"It seems that way..... what are you boys up to?" Sue 
looked the boys over.
	"Nothing, Mrs. Sanford," Gary spoke up, "We're just 
playing."
	Sue handed Jon a pair of shorts and T-shirt, "Put these 
on, big boys don't run around in their underwear." At that 
moment Sue took a closer look at her son. "You don't have 
any underpants over here, what happened to your diaper...... 
I told you not to mess in them, you remember?"
	"Yes, I know, but Mom.......!" Jon was interrupted by 
his mother as she reached for his underpants, pulling at the 
waist band. She was surprised to see not one, but several 
elastic bands.
	"What on earth is this?" She questioned with a little 
smile on her face. "Why so many underpants?"
	"Well, to tell you the truth Aunt Sue, Jon and I were 
playing and I made him wet his pants, I'm sorry! It was also 
my idea for the underpants, I used them sometime in place of 
a diaper and I just thought it would be........". Again Sue 
interrupted by laughing out loud.
	"Gary, you are a smart boy! No, really you are. Not 
many boys your age would have thought of that......... I 
must say..... It is a good idea." Sue began to poke around 
on Jon's `diapers' and also tried to slip a finger up under 
the legs but found she couldn't because of the tightness of 
the leg bands of so many underpants. "Well, I must say they 
won't have trouble leaking.....Boys, I must admit this seems 
to be the answer, I think you should use these instead of 
store-bought. I can wash these and reuse them over and over, 
yes, these would be cheaper in the long run."
	Gary explained to her that if she had to buy new ones 
for Jon she should get several one size smaller then he 
normally wears and a few the correct sized then a few more a 
size or two larger yet.
	"Why would I need to do that, Gary..... ?" Sue asked.
	"I have found that after putting on more then three-- 
the outside ones began to be too tight. So the best way is 
to get one size too small. They will fit fine, but won't 
stretch too much after wearing them a while then every other 
one should be larger because of the extra thickness they 
have to cover." All the time Gary was explaining this he was 
patting and pulling at Jon's diaper to show what he was 
talking about.
	Jon just stood there while being used as an example. He 
found the extra attention was very satisfying, giving him 
much gratification for his need to be babied.
	Without warning an older girl came up behind the boys. 
"Hi! You must be Gary?" Her sweet, soft voice sent goose 
bumps up and down Gary's back. He jumped around and found 
himself standing facing directly at the neck of a very 
beautiful girl. For what seemed like a long time, he could 
only stare into her neckline until he looked up at what he 
later described as the most beautiful girl he ever saw. It 
was first puppy love at first sight. It did not matter for 
the moment that he was completely undressed except for the 
tightly fitted white diaper which at that very moment 
released one of its top tabs.
	Gary was like a zombie under the power of her female 
charm. He did not even realize that one side of his diaper 
was dangerously open and if it was not for the quick 
assistance of this girl he would have lost them for sure.
	"There now isn't that better, it's all taped up like 
new again." "Hi, I'm Diana, Jon's sister."
	The warmth of embarrassment caught up to Gary by now. 
Even his dark tan skin couldn't hide his reddish blush. He 
felt hot flashes that caused sweat to bead out of his bare 
chest.
	"Wow! Oh Boy!.... so your Jon's sister, Hi. I'm Berry 
er Gary. whuuu!!!" Gary fanned himself with is hand. Then 
reached out to meet hers. As they shook hands Sue asked the 
boys if they would mind letting Dee, which they called her, 
stay over because if not, she would be all alone at home.
	"I don't mind, Do you mind, Jon? No he don't mind 
either!" Gary was not sure just what he should say, 
everything came our all wrong somehow.
	Sue sent the boys back into the bedroom to put on some 
pants and shirts. Just as they entered the room Gary 
overhead Dee telling her mom, "I think they both are so 
cute, the diapers definitely do for Jon, and did you notice 
Gary.....!"
	"You'd think an ape was cute as long as he was a male," 
Her mom teased. "Girl, you must get a hold of yourself, boys 
their age just don't want to hear a girl say that."
	"What? what did I say, Momma?" Dee ducked her head 
around her mother to see if she could another look but the 
boys had already disappeared into the bedroom. She just 
stood back up grinning, shrugged her shoulders and slumped 
into the nearest chair. "Boys are so cute," she repeated to 
herself.
	"You got homework to finish tonight, Dee? " Her mother 
asked as she handed the girl her school pack. "A little!"
	"Get to it, kiddo and will start dinner."
	"OK, mom," Dee looked once again down the empty hall 
then turned towards her school papers with a grin on her 
face". "Gary's kinda cute....."

DAD'S PHONE CALL--Part 20

	Both boys were in bed sound asleep. Dee and her mom 
were about to turn in for the night when the telephone rang. 
Dee let out a tiny squeal as her mother answered the phone.
	"Mr. Beebe.....is everything all right?" Sue asked.
	"You bet... Tell Gary he has a new baby brother.... ah, 
I think he is in bed by now but I did promise I would call 
the moment Brian arrived." Bob Beebe's voice gave away his 
joy.
	"Another boy, eh! Brian you say..... how nice for you 
all. I know Gary has been looking forward to having a 
brother, he will be so excited," Mrs. Sanford said.
	"Has he been in bed very long?" Bob asked.
	Sue could tell he was anxious to tell his son the good 
news. "I know he and Jon are asleep but this is important so 
I will wake him if you want?"
	"Please do.... Let me talk to him too, thanks!" Bob 
requested.
	After telling Dee about the new baby they both ran into 
the boy's room.
	Because Dee ran to the boy's room she was the very 
first to see the two boys laying on top of the bed. At first 
Dee just stood there with her eyes widen and her mouth 
dropped open. It was Gary that caused her to loose her 
breath. He was laying on his back with his legs spread and 
his feet bottoms touching each other. His night time diaper 
was bulging between his legs. Dee had seen her little 
brother bulging like that when she caught him playing with 
himself while wearing underpants. Boys had been a 
fascination to her for the last year. Except for her brother 
she had no experience with boys. Now that she had met Gary, 
only two years younger then herself, she had an almost 
uncontrollable urge to remove his diaper, of course, only to 
see if he needs changing.
	When Sue entered the room it shook Dee back to reality. 
"They look so peaceful don't they, sleeping I mean" Dee 
searching for words to say.
	"Of course, dear," Sue said with a smile on her face. 
She could read her daughters mind like an open book. "Yes, I 
agree, Gary is quite cute."
	Sue shook Gary lightly until he sat up rubbing his 
sleepy eyes. "Gary, Brian has arrived!"
	"Uha, who's Brian?" Gary looked around.
	"He's your new baby brother!" Dee announced.
	"OK." Gary dropped back on the bed and closed his eyes. 
Just as fast, he opened both eyes in surprise as the words 
sank in. Sitting back up he yelled out loud, "My brother is 
born, he's a boy. Brian....Oh, Boy!"
	Jon nearly jumped off the bed as if the house was on 
fire. "Did you have to yell so loud, that scared me!"
	"Sorry, pal but this has only happened once and I got 
excited." Gary's mind was racing as he tried to think of all 
the things he and his brother could do together, and didn't 
mind telling everyone in the room.
	"Hold it boy, it will be awhile before Brian will be 
able do all those things," Sue told him.
	Gary turned toward Dee who has been staring at him with 
love melting from her eyes. This made Gary a little 
uncomfortable wondering why she was looking at him that way. 
Although Gary was not ready for this kind of behavior he 
never the less had some kind of feelings shoot all over him, 
making him feel a little uncomfortable.
	Maybe it was his reaction to the news of Brian..... But 
no, he had this same feeling when he first saw Dee. "What's 
going on?" Gary thought to himself.
	Even Jon seemed to sense something was going on between 
his 12 year old sister and 10 year old Gary, but he could 
not put his finger on it. It was just one more puzzle that 
Jon would have to figure out by himself. Shrugging his 
shoulders Jon crawled back into bed hoping all the commotion 
would just quite down.
	Sue understood all too well and was already planning 
how to get Dee and Gary through all this puppy love without 
discouraging them.
	Dee, on the other hand had just experienced a puberty 
overload. She was well aware of her feelings but had no 
understanding why these wonderful feelings had gotten her 
attention. All she knew was that Gary was the cause and she 
was not going to fight against it. The urge to take the 10 
year old into her arms was so strong she just had to leave 
the room and she did.
	"Go back to sleep, boys," Sue requested, "There will be 
time tomorrow for us to go see Brian."
	The boys snuggled up to each other in peaceful sleep. 
Gary only pretend to be asleep while he fantasized about his 
new brother. Jon was in deep sleep before Sue could close 
the bedroom door.
	When Sue entered into the hallway, she saw Dee leaning 
against the wall with a silly grin on her flustered face. 
Sue put an arm around her daughter and led her back to their 
room.
	"You and I will have to have that mother-daughter talk 
sooner then I was expecting," Sue whispered to Dee.
	Within the next 15 minutes Sue turned out the lights. 
"My, my..... A lot has happened today.... a lot."