MICHAEL SPENDS THE NIGHT By Derek Part 1 I woke up really early this morning and couldn't figure out why. There was something I forgot and it was bugging me. Usually I sleep late on Saturdays because my parents let me stay up as late as I want on Fridays. I finally gave up trying to remember what it was and climbed out of bed. My diaper was wet as usual but it wasn't soaked and still felt warm so I decided to leave it on for a while longer. I walked downstairs to the kitchen and as I passed by the family room I could see Nathan lying in front of the TV watching cartoons. I could also smell him. As soon as he heard me he turned his head and said "Derek could you help me change?" I thought about telling him to wake up mom but I felt guilty cause I knew she was really tired, and besides its not like I never changed a poopy diaper before. I came into the family room and said "Yeah I'll help you change buddy, why didn't you wake me up and ask me?" "I knew you would be up pretty soon to get ready for Michael, so I though I would just wait" Nathan said. Suddenly I remembered what had been nagging me. My best friend Peter was coming over to spend the night and I was finally going to tell him about my problem. In case you haven't figured it out by now I'm a bedwetter. When I was 4 years old it was just mildly annoying but now I'm 12 and wearing diapers to bed every night really limits your social life. Nobody, and I mean nobody besides my family knows and I had planned to keep it that way until Michael came to spend the night about 3 weeks ago. I should tell you that personally I love wearing diapers. I love it when my mom or dad helps me get ready for bed after I take a bath by laying me down on the bed, rubbing Vaseline on my sensitive areas, and securely taping the Huggies diaper in place. I love it when my mom or dad kisses the bottoms of my feet when they pick up my legs to slide the diaper under my bum. I love the way they will rub my forehead and tummy and talk really softly to mellow me out before bed. But mostly, I love waking up in a warm dry bed and not feeling like a total loser because I wet my bed like a baby. My parents have always been very understanding and never forced me to wear diapers, and when I asked them if I could they never made me feel weird or sick they just love my brother and me unconditionally. Speaking of my brother, I was standing looking down at him in the living room and realizing that if it wasn't for him I would never have been brave enough to even think of telling Michael my secret. My brother Nathan is almost 3 years younger than me but has 10 times the confidence. He wets the bed at night too but he doesn't try to keep it a secret from anyone. I even heard him talking in the cafeteria at school to one of his friends about how he peed so much one night it leaked out of his diaper and all over the bed. The funny thing is I have never heard anyone tease him about it either. He has tons of friends, plays baseball and soccer, and is one of the nicest people in the whole world. In case you can't tell I love Nathan more than anyone in the whole world. I went to the laundry room and grabbed the changing pad, the wipes, and a fresh diaper. Nathan and I are kind of small so we wear Huggies 6 (they are actually a little big for him) and my parents buy them by the case so they are stored all over the house (except in my room). I walked back into the living room and lied the pad down next to Nathan. He rolled over from his tummy onto his back until he was right on the pad. The front of his diaper was very squishy and bulged out cause of the diaper doublers but it hadn't leaked anywhere as far as I could see. I took a deep breath and held it and untapped the diaper expecting a huge mess to clean up but even though he was very smelly there was only a little poop squished into the diaper. I cleaned him very carefully around his penis and under his scrotum and in the creases and rolled up the diaper and taped it closed. I asked him if he wanted another diaper or if he was wearing underwear today and he said "I want a diaper until it's time to go to the store" So I told him to lift up, and I slid the diaper under his bum. My mom does some kind of trick where she folds the front of the diaper on itself so it fits Nathan better but I don't have the hang of it so I just pulled it on and taped it up tight and the front edge ended up covering up his belly button but he didn't mind. Nathan said "thanks Derek" and rolled back onto his tummy to watch cartoons. I wanted to talk to him about Michael but when he watches TV you actually have to stand between him and the screen or he can't hear you so I grabbed his dirty diaper and went back upstairs to change. I went into the bathroom that Nathan and I share and took off my wet diaper, rolled it up, and put it in the Diaper Genie then I did the same thing with Nathan's diaper. If you didn't know what it was you would think it was just a trash can but it works a lot better to keep the smells down. I climbed into the shower washed up real quick and went back to my room to get dressed and try and figure out what to do about Michael. Everytime that me or Michael spent the night over at each others house, we did pretty much the same things like playing video games, playing outside with remote control cars, and watching movies. I have never actually slept at Michael's house and I have never slept when he stayed over here (An old bedwetters trick) but the last time Michael spent the night, things were different. Michael's mom dropped him off as usual about noon that day and came in to have coffee with my mom an talk about mother stuff. Me and Nathan were in the living room on the couch playing Jet Moto and as soon as Michael came in I told Nathan I quit and took Michael upstairs to my room to put his stuff away and figure out what we were going to do. About 10 minutes later Nathan knocked on my door and asked if he could hang out with us. I told him we were talking about private stuff (I lied) and that when we were done I would come and tell him. Michael has a little sister who can be very annoying and I thought he would get tired of Nathan following us around all day. We talked for about an hour and went downstairs to get something to eat. I didn't see Nathan so I asked my mom where he was and she said "he wasn't feeling very good so he's up my room laying down. I felt kind of guilty about lying to him so I went upstairs to see if he was OK and to make myself feel better. We walked into my parent's room and Nathan was propped up on pillows in the center of the bed wearing a diaper, socks, and a T-shirt (his favorite outfit) And holding a big plastic bowl (for puking) I was kind of surprised to see him dressed that way, even though he's not embarrassed about wearing diapers or people seeing him in diapers, he doesn't go out of his way to be obvious about it. I knew that Michael knew Nathan wore diapers for bedwetting and sometimes during the day if he felt like it but I don't think he had ever seen him up close with just a diaper on. I asked Nathan if he was okay and he said " Yeah I guess so" in this pitiful voice. (guilt, guilt) I thought about promising to spend time with him later and all of a sudden Michael says " Why don't you come and lay down in Derek's room and we can watch you and take care of you?" I was really surprised and grateful that Michael was being so nice and so I told Nathan "Yeah, come on we can watch a movie in my room." Part 2 Nathan got up and followed me and Michael back to my room and crawled onto my bed with his bowl I asked Michael what movie he wanted to watch but he said "let Nathan pick since he doesn't feel good". Nathan wanted to watch Temple of Doom so I went downstairs to get the tape. When I came back Michael was sitting next to Nathan and feeling his forehead and as I walked in the room he asked Nathan if he was having diarrhea or if he just felt sick to his stomach. Nathan said "I just feel pukey" in this pitiful voice and Michael said "Don't worry, me and Derek will take care of you". I was really surprised that Michael was being so nice but I didn't' think there was anything suspicious about it then. I put the tape in the VCR and crawled in bed on the other side of Nathan and he snuggled up against me. I hugged him a little cause I felt sorry for being mean to him earlier and I wanted him to know it. Michael was having trouble getting comfortable and kept wiggling around and rearranging the pillows (I have a big bed but with three people it was pretty crowded) I asked Nathan if he would lay on his tummy at the other end of the bed to make more room so he did. So there we were lying on my bed watching a movie with Nathan cute little diapered butt right in front of us. I have seen Nathan in diapers my whole life so its no big deal to me, but every time I glanced over at Michael he was staring at Nathan instead of watching the movie. After a while my mom came in to see how we were doing and told Nathan he should go back to her room and leave me and Michael alone. Before I could say anything, Michael said "it's okay if he stay here, we don't mind. We're baby-sitting him cuz he doesn't feel good. We will take good care of him won't we Derek? I said "He's okay Mom". My mom said she was going to work in the garden so please don't destroy the house. By now I was wondering if aliens were inhabiting Michael's body cause even though he is a good friend to me, I have never seen him be nice to a little kid. When the movie ended Nathan said "Derek can you help me?" I knew that meant he need help to change his wet diaper so I got up and followed him to his room and Michael came too. I stopped him at Nathan's door and told him that I would be right out and he looked pretty disappointed. Suddenly it hit me, Michael was really excited by seeing Nathan in his diaper. I closed the door and got a dry diaper and the wipes from Nathan's closet and changed his wet diaper. I didn't tell Nathan what I thought about Michael cause I didn't know if it would make him feel weird and I wasn't really sure. I went back to my room after throwing away the wet diaper and Nathan went to look for my Mom out in the back yard. When I got back to my room I could tell that Michael was upset. He said "If you don't want me to hang around you, just tell me and I'll go home". I said " What are you talking about? Of course I want to hang out with you today, that's why I invited you to spend the night." "Why did you go off with Nathan and not let me go then? I explained that I was helping Nathan change out of his wet diaper and he wasn't comfortable with Michael seeing him naked. "Oh, I thought you guys were just gonna ignore me like we did to Nathan earlier." Do you always change Nathan?" "No" I said "Usually my mom will put his diaper on, and he takes it off himself, he just not very good at putting it on tight enough." "Do you ever have to change poopy diapers" Michael asked. "Yeah", I said "sometimes if my mom or dad is busy they ask me to help." "Yuck" said Michael " Is it really gross?" "Well it smells pretty bad sometimes, but he is my little brother so I just try to ignore it." "Man, I would probably puke" said Michael. I tried to change the subject by suggesting we go play video games but he asked me questions about Nathan and his diapers all the rest of that day. We allowed Nathan to hang out with us whenever we were in the house and Michael never got tired of having him around. That night we talked about stuff an watched movies all night long and gradually Michael's questions about Nathan and his diapers were less and less but I could tell he was still very interested. The next day after Michael went home I put on a diaper of my own and crawled into bed for a nap cause I was very tired. While I was asleep I had a dream that Michael and Nathan and I were in the living room playing Jet Moto and we were all wearing diapers and nobody cared. When I woke up I decided that I was going to invite Michael over again only this time, I was going to tell him that I wear diapers too, and I was going to let him wear one too. I talked to my mom about the whole weekend and what I thought about Michael, and she said " It sounds like you might be right, but Michael doesn't wet the bed so he might not be as receptive to the idea of wearing diapers as you think, and I know you are worried about everyone ar your school finding out about your diapers, so before you do anything I want you to think really hard about what the worst case scenario could be before you do anything". (My mom is the smartest person I know) After thinking a lot about what good things could happen and what bad things could happen, I decided that I would invite Michael to spend the night again, only this time I was going to tell him everything, and I was going to offer him a diaper too. That's why I woke up so early today. The closer I was getting to telling Michael everything, the more nervous I was getting. What if he laughs at me? What if he doesn't want to be my friend anymore? What if he tells everyone in school? It was driving me crazy. After I was dressed I went back downstairs to have breakfast. By this time my mom was awake and making coffee. She kissed me good morning and asked why I was up so early on Saturday. "Michael's spending the night tonight, remember?" I said. "Oh, it's the big day isn't it". she said "Well honey, what ever you decide to do, is OK." "Bedwetting is never something you should be ashamed of, it's like learning to ride a bike, it just takes some kids longer than others" (I told you she was smart) TO BE CONTINUED