Warning:

Nothing in this story is true, it is completely fiction. 
This story is intended for entertainment only and does not 
advocate any practice legal or otherwise. It is intended for 
diaper lovers and boys who enjoy wearing diapers.
Special thanks to D. Simmons for some of the events and 
characters. No doubt, similar events are depicted in other 
fantasy stories.

Sexual adventure should be fun, not harmful.

THE PLAN
by JB

Chapter I

It was hot and the last days of summer were drawing quickly 
to a close. Their home in the new subdivision was exciting, 
but starting 8th grade in a couple weeks at another school 
would be a hard.

Mom and Dad worked in the backyard trying to get some 
landscaping done before Fall, although it was still mostly 
dirt. Dan sat casually watching his little brother Kent 
playing with trucks in a temporary sandbox. Secretly he 
couldn't wait for school to start.

"I'm bored." he mumbled. But Mom and Dad were out of range 
to hear him so he settled back against the porch step, 
grasping a small piece of shade. Kent continued to make more 
truck noises, oblivious to the work around him. Dan stared 
blankly into the sand pile near Kent and sighed again, he 
never thought he'd actually look forward to school.

Kent stood up quietly and looked around, missing Dan and his 
parents. A sheepish grin crossed his face as he spread his 
legs slightly and a dark wet inverted `v' formed on his 
pants. The dark spot grew until there were two large wet 
patches running down both legs. Then he dropped back down 
again and continued with his trucks as if nothing had 
happened. Dan sat in amazement, his little brother had just 
deliberately peed his pants. It wasn't an accident. He had 
looked to make sure the coast was clear, smiled and peed! 
Mom and Dad were always patient with him since he never did 
seem to get it under control, but now for the first time, 
Dan understood why.

Kent WANTED to pee his pants even at 7 years old! Dan 
snickered as Kent looked up, just in time to catch him 
staring. It was no secret now, they both knew, Kent blushed. 
Mom walked by on her way inside and glanced at Kent. There 
was no hiding the two large wet spots on his legs.

"Kent!" she yelled. She was too busy with Dad and the yard 
to take time to deal with a wet boy.

"What have you done? You get inside that house right now!" 
she growled. "Dan, go start the bath." she ordered in 
exasperation.

The three stepped inside where Mom immediately started the 
washer and to undress Kent. She pulled his shirt over his 
head then untied his wet shoes and socks. After a quick drop 
in the washer she turned to Kent again and pulled his pants 
off followed by his wet briefs.

"Kent, you know I don't have time for this right now. You 
know what this means don't you?"

He nodded, trying to look sad, but his eyes sparkled. Dan 
walked down the hall as Kent trotted happily behind. His 
little penis danced and flopped merrily in front. Dan 
started the water then turned to Kent.

"Why did you do it?"

"Do what?" Kent asked sheepishly.

"You know what I mean. You peed your pants on purpose, why?"
Kent stood for a moment then giggled, "Cause I like to."

Dan rolled his eyes. "I don't get it. You want to be in 
trouble?"

"No" he pouted, "It just feels good." He pranced and giggled 
again as he stepped into the tub just as Mom appeared at the 
door. Dan moved aside as she got on her knees and began 
rinsing Kent's bottom and genitals.

"I just don't have time for this today." she mumbled again.

"I can do this myself." Kent complained halfheartedly, 
although he knew it was useless.

"You're old enough to go to the bathroom too, but you don't, 
so you're not allowed to do this either." she snapped. "Dan, 
hand me one of his diapers please."

Dan opened the closet where a stack of large thick diapers 
sat on the shelf.

"Powder too?" he asked handing it to Mom.

"Yes, I guess so."

She dried Kent as he stood in front of her, then laid him on 
the floor. He knew the routine. She drizzled some powder 
over penis and quickly spread it around. He lifted his legs 
to his chest and Mom dashed some more on his bottom. She 
slid the diaper under him and pulled up the front and taped 
the sides.

"You're going to have to stay dressed like this the rest of 
the day until I get some more laundry done." she said as she 
returned to the yard. Dan drained the tub and watched as 
Kent skipped happily down the hall. He didn't mind returning 
to his trucking dressed only in a T-shirt and diaper. Dan 
paused for a moment. He hadn't had an accident since he was 
about 3 years old, perhaps he was missing something. For 
some reason he couldn't get the idea out of his mind. What 
would it be like?

When the coast was clear, he closed the bathroom door and 
pulled out a dirty pair of jeans from the laundry. He 
stripped naked then put on the jeans and stood in the bath 
tub. He spread his legs and pushed trying hard to let go. He 
grunted and strained, but couldn't get it started. Finally, 
in desperation he closed his eyes and pretended to be 
standing at a urinal at school. A few drops squirted out 
then stopped suddenly. The small stream ran down his legs. 
It felt great! He relaxed some more and soon there was no 
turning back. The warm water splashed against his jeans and 
poured down his legs. The quiet whisper of water against the 
material let him know there was no holding back.

"Mmm," he sighed, a big smile crossing his face. No wonder 
Kent does it all the time.

The warm wetness poured over his scrotum and down his legs 
forming small yellow rivers to the drain. He pushed the last 
few squirts out for their journey over his testes and down 
his legs. He felt warm all over, almost like a baby again 
but also, to his surprise, he got an erection.

He cleaned up quickly and dropped the wet pants in the 
washer where Kent's clothes were just finishing the soap 
cycle. He had done it! He had pulled off his first secret 
experiment and no one knew it. He had found a new hobby but 
it wouldn't be good one to share with anyone.

Chapter II

"Kent, come over here." Mom said during a TV commercial. It 
was getting late and close to bedtime. Dad was reading the 
newspaper while Mom worked on garden plans. Kent and Dan 
were watching the remaining minutes of the "Rugrats". Kent 
walked over to Mom, still dressed in his afternoon diaper 
and T-shirt. She pulled him closer, slipped her hand down 
his diaper and gently felt the pad in front of his little 
penis.
 "Go get a clean diaper and your jammies, okay dear?" she 
said sweetly, the aggravation of that afternoon was gone.

He returned with a clean diaper, a couple wet wipes and his 
pj's. Mom casually undressed him again, laying him on the 
floor as the commercials for "pull ups" came on. It dawned 
on Dan that he could have the same fun as Kent. He had been 
thinking all day of other experiments he could do, but when 
he saw Kent getting changed in front of the TV, it was 
obvious Kent had the right idea. He could use diapers too!

"Ok boys, better get to bed." she said as she pulled Kent's 
pants up. She hugged Dan good night and took Kent by the 
hand up to his room. Dad hugged them both as they passed by. 
Once everyone was out of sight, Dan quickly ran to the 
bathroom, stuffed one of Kent's diapers under his shirt and 
casually strolled back to his room.

He closed his door quietly then stripped down to his briefs 
and T-shirt. With only a small reading light, he pulled his 
shorts down around his knees and unfolded the diaper. He 
spread it as wide as he could, lined his briefs with the 
thick white pad then pulled his shorts up again. It wasn't 
big enough to tape the sides, but his shorts would hold it 
in place...at least for tonight. It bunched between his legs 
and he almost felt like a baby again. When he moved, it 
seemed to rub all over, reminding him that it was there, 
safe and secure. The rubbing had another effect, however, 
another erection. He trembled a little as he moved more and 
more, the rubbing making him completely hard. To his dismay, 
he was also too hard to pee, even if his bladder were about 
to burst. He tried to relax, just like that afternoon, but 
it was no use, his erection was cramped and poking into the 
pad. He massaged the lump through the thick diaper and felt 
it move against his scrotum and anus!! It felt good, almost 
as if his shorts were too big.

"Might as well do this first." he sighed. He quickly found 
his usual rhythm. In a few minutes semen pumped from his 
penis into the heavy white pad. His back arched and toes 
curled as he bounced rhythmically to the spurts. His breath 
stopped and only small grunts kept him from screaming. 
Finally, the shots slowed to a halt and he lay gasping for 
air. He could relax again.

He stretched and yawned, feeling tired and guilty. Then he 
tried to force some pee out, but with no results, he popped 
a small fart instead. Suddenly, the first splash of pee ran 
against his gooey scrotum but stopped automatically. He 
relaxed and stretched again and it resumed with a little 
effort. The warm flood ran over his testes onto his bottom 
and slowly moved to the sides. He yawned again, turned and 
fell asleep.

He heard his parents talking in the morning over breakfast 
downstairs, so he took the chance to cleanup before anyone 
saw him. He pulled off his shorts and quickly wadded the 
diaper, tossing it next to one of Kent's in the garbage can, 
then wiped himself off with a wet wipe, pulled his shorts 
back up and stepped into the hall. To his surprise, Dad was 
standing just outside.

"Morning champ," he said passing Dan toward the bathroom.

"Morning." Dan responded nervously. Dan quickly checked the 
front of his shorts making sure everything appeared normal. 
Dad, passed into the bathroom without another word. It was a 
close call. Dad hadn't noticed anything, and Dan had gotten 
away with his new hobby again.

Kent sat at the breakfast table still in his pj's. "You boys 
need to clean your rooms this morning, while I get 
groceries," Mom said as she grabbed her keys and closed the 
door behind her. Dad motioned for Kent to come closer. As he 
stood at the table, Dad pulled his pj pants down and viewed 
the soaked diaper.

"Guess we had better get you cleaned up before you start 
anything," he smiled. Dan was left alone to eat breakfast.

"I want my own diapers," he thought to himself, "Some that 
will fit me. How can I get my parents to buy some diapers 
without asking for them and without getting into trouble? I 
just can't ask for them...I'll have to deserve them, like 
Kent."

Dan thought about his secret desire and problem. He needed 
to appear innocent, but still get what he wanted.


Chapter III

Several nights passed as he continued to experiment with 
Kent's diapers. It was fun to go to bed now and he couldn't 
wait to turn in. Sometimes he used it immediately and other 
times would wait until morning. Mom and Dad never suspected 
or mentioned anything. They didn't miss the extra diapers, 
although Dan knew not to take the last few.

"I hate not having my own. I want my own," he pouted.

That night a TV magazine gave him the idea. It was about 
kids who wet the bed.

"That's it!" he thought as the story unfolded, "It's just a 
phase, some young teens wet the bed." That was the answer! 
If I wet the bed, they would have to put me in diapers, just 
like some of the kids on TV. Kent got his usual change as 
they watched TV and Dan felt a pang of jealousy. He turned 
in as usual, only this time, his plan would change.

He awoke the next morning with his bladder full, "Do I dare? 
Should I really do it?" he thought. If he didn't try, he 
would never get them, so he relaxed and the first few spurts 
trickled over his scrotum and onto his bottom. It felt so 
warm and nice, he relaxed some more and let the flood go. 
Every drop seemed to splash across him and spread onto the 
bed. The spot grew under him, spreading over a large area, 
rising up his back. He shot the last few drops out, got up 
and looked at the huge wet spot. If this didn't get him 
diapers, nothing would. He headed to the bathroom to clean 
up when Kent and Dad suddenly appeared in the hall. Kent had 
a nice fresh diaper on and was headed back to his room and 
Dad was headed back to the kitchen. Dan ducked behind the 
hall door in his wet shorts just in time until the coast was 
clear.

When he returned to his room, Mom had already taken all the 
sheets off the bed and placed a towel over the big wet spot. 
He was surprised how quickly she had acted so he dressed 
quickly and went to the kitchen. He stopped just outside the 
door where he heard Mom and Dad talking.

"It seems really strange that he would wet the bed. This has 
never happened before. He's always been so good," Mom 
pondered.

"It's probably just a fluke. Are you sure its urine? He's 
old enough to have other things happening now."

Mom was quiet for a moment, trying to think of what Dad was 
talking about.

"I mean it could be wet dreams or maybe masturbation," Dad 
continued.

"No, I know what that looks like, he's wet the bed. He must 
be sick or something."

Dan shuttered and blushed as he heard them talk so openly 
about his personal habits.

"I'm going to take him to see Dr. Arnell today." she said 
more firmly, "I want to make sure he's okay."

Dad shrugged, "I've got some errands close to the office. I 
can take him if you want."

Mom thought for a moment. "Fine" she said, still worried.
Dan slowly rolled around the corner. "Hi buddy!" his Dad 
sang out, "How are you feeling?"

"Fine" Dan muttered.

"Mom says you had an accident last night and we're worried 
about ya, buddy. We'll see Dr. Arnell today."
"Why?! I'm okay!" Dan protested. This wasn't what he wanted, 
it was overkill. All he wanted was his own diapers.

"I'm sure you are. I'm sure it was just a one-time accident, 
but we still need to make sure." Dad said again. It was no 
use arguing, Dad was a soft-hearted guy, but was still the 
boss.

The drive to the doctor's office seemed shorter than usual. 
Dad and Dr. Arnell had been roommates in college and were 
longtime friends. Dr. Arnell was always friendly and seemed 
to know how to talk to kids.

"Dan, you can come back now," the nurse smiled.

"Do you want me to come with you?" Dad offered.

"No, I'm fine," Dan whispered, still embarrassed that he was 
seeing a `kid' doctor.

After drawing some blood the nurse took him to the bathroom 
and handed him a small cup. Dan looked puzzled.

"We need a urine sample," she ordered.

"I don't have any," Dan answered, still puzzled.

"Sure you do, just give it a try." she said closing the 
door.

To his surprise, he was able to fill the cup and leave it on 
the sink.

The nurse pushed the door open to the exam room and Dan 
stepped inside.

"You need to take all your clothes off." she said coolly.

"Why?, no way!" Dan said nervously.

"You'll need to at least strip down to your shorts," she 
ordered more forcefully as she closed the door. Dan sat for 
a moment. This was definitely not in the plan. He knew he 
had to cooperate or he'd get nothing, but this was far more 
than he had anticipated. He removed everything but his white 
briefs and sat down on the crackling paper that lined the 
table. The paper rustled under his legs each time he moved 
and he thought how dumb it was to do all this for just 
diapers.

The door burst open and Dr. Arnell rushed inside closing it 
behind him. He smiled broadly and looked at the chart.

"Danny, your dad said you had an accident last night."

Dan just nodded. Dr. Arnell looked over the top of his 
glasses. "Well, let's see what we can find."

He moved closer and turned on the exam lights. He peered in 
his ears, nose and throat.

"Do you go by Danny or Dan?"

"Dan" he muttered.

"Do you like sports?" the doctor asked, trying to get Dan to 
relax.

"Yeah, some," he mumbled. The doctor held the scope tightly 
in his hands to warm it.

"What do you like best?"

"I dunno, basketball I guess."

"Take a deep breath," Dr. Arnell asked as he placed the 
scope on Dan's bare chest. Dan gulped a breath as the doctor 
listened.

"Again," he said as he moved it around. He took in slow deep 
breaths each time the doctor moved the scope.

Doctor Arnell moved it lower and listened to his stomach and 
back.

"Everything sounds good so far," he said happily. Dr. Arnell 
then gently picked up one of Dan's legs and crossed it over 
the other. It was a tight squeeze on his testes, but Dan 
quickly managed to tug them into place. The doctor tapped 
his knee and Dan's leg bounced slightly.

"What class do you like best in school...junior high, 
right?"

"Yeah, I start in a few days. History I guess."
The doctor smiled again, as if he had been listening.

"Okay, lets have you lay down."

Dan turned on the noisy paper as the doctor guided him down.

"Any pain here?" he said as he pushed against Dan's lower 
stomach and bladder area.

Dan shook his head.

"Can you feel me pressing here?"

Dan nodded. Dr. Arnell turned and wrote a couple notes in 
the charts and turned back again. He placed his hand just 
inside Dan's waistband and gave them a small tug. "Okay, we 
need these down now." Dan reached down and pulled them down 
to his knees. Dr. Arnell grabbed the sides and pulled them 
all the way off. Dan felt his face get warm and blush. He 
pressed against Dan's pubic area, which had only a small 
tuft of hair.

"Can you feel me doing this?" he asked. All Dan could do was 
nod. The doctor moved slightly and pressed again, "This?"
Dan nodded again. He wanted Dr. Arnell to finish quickly, 
his worst fear was beginning to happen. With all the 
attention and activity, his penis was beginning to show 
signs of life. This was certainly the wrong time to get a 
boner. The doctor held his penis gently and looked at Dan. 
"Can you feel this?" he asked coolly, again Dan nodded.

This seemed like torture, laying naked in front of the 
doctor as he felt Dan's genitals. How long was this going to 
last? The doctor moved lower to his testes and touched his 
scrotum lightly.

"Can you feel this?" Dan shivered, of course he could feel 
it, it was one of his favorite spots and his erection was 
now at full staff. Dr. Arnell motioned for him to stand up. 
Dan's erection flopped and bounced as he moved off the 
table, he was harder than a baseball bat. Dr. Arnell gently 
held his testes, "Turn your head and cough."

He turned to write some more notes and Dan dove for his 
underwear. "Whoa, just a second there buddy, we're almost 
done."

Dan's heart sank, now what? Dr. Arnell guided him to the 
table again and turned him around. "Can you touch your toes 
for me?"

Dan reached down and touched his toes as Dr. Arnell gently 
spread his cheeks and examined the outside.

"Okay, now just bend over the table for me. This is the last 
thing, we're almost done." Dr. Arnell chuckled. There was a 
snapping sound then suddenly, Dr. Arnell's cool jellied 
finger slid up Dan's anus. Dan grunted slightly as his 
erection poked and jumped against the cold table.

The doctor wiped his bottom with a soft paper towel and 
slipped off the glove. "Okay dude, you can get dressed now," 
he smiled. Dan sighed in relief and dove for his shorts the 
second time to corral his erection as quickly as he could. 
Dr. Arnell continued to write.

"Sorry about all of that, I know its kind of embarrassing," 
he paused, "Dan, I notice you have an erection. Do you get 
them easily?"

Dan nodded self-consciously. The real problem was NOT 
getting them.

"Its okay. It's shows you're a healthy young man, but I have 
to ask. Its just between you and me. Okay?"

"Okay," Dan stuttered.

"Have you learned to masturbate yet? Are you able to 
ejaculate comfortably?"

Dan wasn't sure what ejaculate meant, but there wasn't 
anything about jerking off he didn't like, except the guilt 
feeling afterward. Comfortable just didn't describe the 
funnest thing he ever did. Dan simply nodded again as he 
finished his shirt. The doctor wrote some more notes, shook 
Dan's hand and opened the door. "Okay, I'll see ya in the 
lobby." he smiled.

Dr. Arnell and Dad spoke quietly before Dan came out.

"Everything looks just fine. He's in the middle of puberty 
and that can cause a lot of stress on a kid. But everything 
appears normal. We'll run the blood and urine samples, but I 
really don't expect much. He's just a growing boy that needs 
extra patience."

Dad nodded, "I figured it was just an accident."

"Well, it could last awhile. Just be supportive, let him 
know he's okay. Seems like I remember a college junior that 
had a similar problem."

"That's not fair! That was a very difficult year for me," 
Dad protested.

"Yeah, I know. It happens to the best of us."

Dad smiled, "I see your point."

Dan joined them and Dr. Arnell shook their hands and walked 
back to the exam rooms.

Chapter IV

	When Dan arrived home he found rubber sheets already 
installed. His heart sank. Why couldn't he have diapers? 
Kent was in diapers full time now because Mom didn't want to 
do laundry all day. Dan slept on the sheets for a couple 
nights, hating every second and desperately trying to think 
how he could get his plan to work. His answer came as they 
sat at breakfast.
	School would be starting in just a couple days. "I 
guess we had better get some new school clothes." Mom mused 
as she and Dad cleaned up the dishes. "Dan, I want you to 
come with me. Have you thought about what you need?"
	Dan shook his head and glanced at Kent. Kent had that 
stupid grin again, the same grin he had in the backyard when 
he deliberately peed his pants. Then it dawned on him, Kent 
was peeing his pants again, RIGHT THERE. That was the reason 
he was in diapers, he kept messing up his clothes and making 
more work for Mom. If he could make more work for Mom, then 
he'd get them, too. Wetting the bed wasn't enough, he needed 
a big accident, one where his clothes got wet, then he'd be 
sure to get them.
	Kent stood up to leave. "Whoa, tiger." Dad said as he 
swung him around.
	"What?"
	Dad looked him over again, "Are you wet?" he asked.
	"I guess so," Kent said without a care. Dad pulled his 
pj's down again and inspected the soaked diaper. It was 
heavy and beginning to leak.
	"We'd better get you cleaned up before you go play."
	He took Kent by the hand as they headed to the 
bathroom. Dan thought for a moment alone. Of course the 
diaper was full, Kent had all night to pee in it and he had 
just dumped a fresh batch at breakfast. Dan leaned back 
slightly and relaxed. It was now or never. The water spilled 
over him again and down across his bottom. It felt so warm 
and good. He stood up, the wet spot across his bottom blared 
and the remaining trickle ran down his legs.
	"What in the world?" his mother screamed, "Dan!" Dan 
looked around.
	"Couldn't you feel it? Can't you tell when to go?" she 
shouted excitedly.
	 "Oh no!" Dan cried. It was the best performance of his 
life.
	"Go clean up." she yelled. "We're seeing Dr. Arnell 
again!" Dan's heart sank, not again!
	Dan had another visit to Dr. Arnell with all the same 
honors. He couldn't believe diapers would take so much 
effort.
	"He's going through a difficult time," the doctor 
whispered to Mom, "there are a lot of kids going through 
puberty with the same problem. I really think it will clear 
up. There's absolutely nothing I can find wrong with him. We 
can do more expensive tests, but we'll find the same thing 
I'm afraid."
	"But what am I supposed to do?" Mom complained. The 
doctor wrote a small note and handed it to her.
	"That's all I can suggest for now," he said. Mom read 
the note, pushed it in her purse and joined Dan. She thanked 
the doctor again, smiled and walked out with Dan behind.
	"What did he say?" Dan asked, breaking the silence. 
"Well, he said you'll be okay. We just need to take care of 
things." she said mysteriously. Dan hoped it meant what he 
wanted. Mom pulled out the note as they pulled up to a 
medical supply store. His heart skipped with glee as he 
read, "Medical Supply, adolescent diapers." Dan tried to 
look disappointed, but his stomach did a double flip. This 
was great!
	On the way home, Dan could barely contain himself. His 
plan had finally come together. Mom grabbed the package and 
went into the house and Dad met Dan at the door. "How ya 
doin', buddy?" he asked cheerfully.
	"Fine," Dan shrugged his shoulders, acting 
disappointed, but inside, elated.
	"Dan, go upstairs and take off your shoes and pants," 
Mom said as she pulled Dad aside. Dan was embarrassed, but 
knew an argument now wouldn't be wise.
	"What did the doctor suggest?"
	"He said it will probably disappear by itself, but 
until then it's diapers. I should have thought of it before, 
but I just knew there was something wrong."
	Dad nodded as he remembered his own problem in college.
	"I picked some up on the way home," she said as she 
opened the package.
	Dan sat on his bed in his socks and underwear waiting 
for Mom. This was it! Mom hadn't seen him naked for years, 
but after the visits to Dr. Arnell, it seemed like a small 
price to pay. Soon, Mom came in with a diaper and sat on the 
edge of the bed next to him.
	"I'm sorry we have to do this. I just can't keep 
washing everything all day. It's ruining your bed and now 
you might have an accident around others. Do you 
understand?"
	"Yeah," Dan said sadly. Mom stood him up and pulled off 
his briefs. His genitals flopped out and bounced slightly as 
he laid back on the bed. He lifted his hips and Mom slid the 
diaper under him. He spread his legs and she pulled up the 
center, pushing his enlarging penis into the pad and taped 
the sides. "There you go," she said happily, "Go ahead and 
get dressed now."
	Dan admired himself in the mirror, slowly rubbing his 
hands over the cool plastic outside then inside. The pad 
wedged between his legs and under his balls felt good.
	"Dan," Dad called below, "come on down, let's go out to 
dinner." Dad liked to go out to dinner to try and make 
things better. Whoa! Wait a minute, Dan thought, I can't go 
OUT like this! People will see me.
	"Dad!, no way! I can't go out like this!" Dan yelled as 
he dressed quickly and ran downstairs. "Well, what do you 
expect? You can't live your life in a cave. You still need 
to live your life. Did you think you were going to live in 
your room till it was all over?" Mom argued.
	"Well, no. I just didn't expect to go out now. Gee 
whiz."
	"Come on buddy, it will be okay. People can't tell," 
Dad said as he took his keys.
	"Oh man!" Dan exclaimed. He got what he wanted and now 
he felt stuck.
	"How about Pizza?" Dad asked excitedly. Dan shrugged.

Chapter V

	The pizza restaurant was packed. Everyone was out for a 
celebration and it was noisy with wall to wall people. Dan 
looked around nervously, hoping no one could tell his pants 
had extra padding. Finally, the waitress called their name. 
"I'm really sorry about the long wait," she said, "it 
suddenly got busy."
	After they were seated, she took their order and 
scurried off. The wait seemed to drag longer and longer. 
Finally she returned, "I'm sorry its taking so long. We're a 
little short-handed in the kitchen. Let me get you some pop 
to make up for the long wait."
	"You don't need to do that," Dad apologized, but the 
young girl ignored him.
	"What kind do you want?" Dad looked around for votes 
and found none. "Mountain Dew?" he stated as though he were 
asking.
	She smiled and returned quickly with two large 
pitchers.
	Dan and Kent played with the silverware and drank 
several glasses of pop. The noise from the crowd made 
conversation almost impossible and time moved even more 
slowly.
	Dan began to feel uncomfortable, the pop had run its 
course and he needed to go to the bathroom. He shuffled 
uneasily and was about to excuse himself when he realized, 
he couldn't ask to go to the bathroom. If he did, they'd 
know he was faking it, now he really was trapped by his 
plan. Not only was he in public with diapers on, but he HAD 
to use them. Pressure was building too, he couldn't think, 
he couldn't think of anything. It simply would HAVE to 
happen.
	He slouched back in his chair and gently tugged his 
genitals into place inside the pad, then let go the raging 
flood. It poured over him, running down into the pad, the 
dampness rising higher and higher. Relief washed over his 
face. He was peeing right in front of hundreds of people and 
they didn't even know it! He sighed and relaxed as the warm 
river continued into his rapidly filling diaper.
	Mom noticed the strange expression on his face, "Dan? 
Are you all right?" she yelled above the roar.
	"Yeah, I'm fine," Dan shouted back.
	Dad looked over at him with suspicion then mouthed, 
"Are you wet?"
	"I think so," Dan mouthed back as Dad looked around at 
the crowd then stood.
	"We'll be back," he shouted, taking Dan with his arm 
around his shoulder. They walked back to the bathroom and 
into one of the stalls. Dad unzipped Dan's pants and pulled 
them down to his knees, then gently pushed his hand inside 
near his penis.
	"Whoa! I'll say you're wet. We gotta change you quick." 
he whispered, pulling his pants back up. They returned to 
the table to find Mom and Kent heading outside.
	"He needs a change," she said as she led him by the 
hand. The waitress arrived with the steaming hot pizza and 
looked puzzled.
	"We'll be right back," Dad said as he herded the family 
out to the car. She nodded and sat the pizza on the table.
	The car was parked in the corner under a street light 
near a wall. The sun touched the horizon and the air flirted 
with a cool evening breeze. Dad opened both doors as the two 
boys stood between them. Mom unzipped Kent's pants and 
pulled them down to his ankles, then laid him on the front 
seat. Dad pulled Dan's pants down and pulled out a large 
diaper. He untaped the wet one and pulled it out as Dan lay 
on the back seat. The fresh breeze passed over Dan's wet 
groin as his dad took a small handful of wet wipes and wiped 
over his pubic area and down the crevices of his legs. Dan 
placed his hand over his growing erection, trying to keep it 
down as Dad moved his legs and made broad wipes across his 
scrotum and bottom. He looked at Dad with an embarrassed 
smirk.
	"It's okay, son, it happens to all boys. There's 
something happening down there and it's going to react, just 
like it should."
	Mom peeked over the seat to see what Dad was talking 
about. "Boys will be boys," she sighed.
	"What do you mean?" Dad asked as he peered over the 
seat at Kent. "Oh, Looks like Dan is not the only one to get 
a natural reaction." Dan kept his hand in place, although it 
was impossible to hide it.
	"Move your hand, son," Dad said, "We've got to clean 
it, too." He picked up another wet wipe and ran it up and 
down Dan's erection as Dan smiled nervously.
	"Kinda tickles, doesn't it?"
	Dan nodded while Dad slid the dry diaper under him and 
pulled it up. Then he very carefully pushed Dan's erection 
into the pad in front and taped the sides.
	Dan stood and pulled up his pants. They all returned to 
their waiting pizza and endless pop. Only a few minutes 
passed and Dan's bladder was full again, but this time, 
confidently, he let it go, knowing it wouldn't leak or show. 
A warm shiver ran down his back.
	By the time they arrived home it was late and time for 
bed. Mom changed Kent then returned to Dan's room where she 
began to undress him. She removed his clothes and laid him 
on the bed as if he were six years old again, then removed 
his wet diaper and wiped him thoroughly. She sprinkled baby 
powder over his erection and testes, then pulled the thick 
diaper up between his legs and taped the sides. "My 
goodness, " she exclaimed, "you sure get erections easily. 
You must like this."
	"I don't either, I can't help it," Dan retorted 
angrily.
	"I have a deal for you," she said as she finished, "If 
you promise to change yourself when you get wet, then we'll 
let you do it. But, you have to take the responsibility 
yourself. If you have an accident, you'll lose the right to 
do it by yourself and an adult will have to change you. Is 
it a deal?"
	"Sure!" Dan exclaimed.
	"Goodnight, dear." she smiled as she gave him a warm 
hug.
	"Goodnight" he hugged back. All in all, it was a 
wonderful day.

Chapter VI

	"Better hurry up, you'll be late," Dad yelled from the 
kitchen. Dan finished cleaning up and ran downstairs.
	 "You've got gym the last period of the day and it will 
probably be embarrassing for you to undress in front of your 
friends with a diaper. We've arranged for you to leave band 
a little early to give you a chance to change into regular 
underwear before you go to gym. How does that sound?"
	"Fine, I guess." Dan pondered, although he didn't 
really want to wear diapers to school at all, but there was 
no choice. If he was going to keep them, he'd have to play 
along.
	"Great! Your backpack has a pair of underwear and a 
diaper. Do you think that will be enough?"
	"Yeah" Dan mumbled as he pushed them to the bottom and 
covered them with books and paper.
	"The school nurse has more if you need them," Mom 
added.
	"She knows?!" Dan flinched.
	"Well sure, you're not the only one that needs help." 
Dad said with some dignity.
	"Oh great." Dan thought for a moment, "there's others"?
	Mom and Dad gave him a hug and Dad slapped his padded 
rear end playfully as he stepped out the door.
	The new school was filled with strangers but most 
ignored him and only a couple actually spoke, usually just 
wisecracks about the teachers. Dan loved music and couldn't 
wait to go to band. He walked through the door and caught a 
whiff of stale air. Band would be great, even if it did 
smell funny. An old codger dressed in dark slacks and worn-
out dress shirt yelled for the class to quiet down.
	"I want you all to know, in this class, we're only 
going to do important pieces. We need to explore and broaden 
ourselves to more of the less familiar classics. I'm sick 
and tired of modern junk and I won't have it here," Mr. West 
sneered as if waiting for a battle.
	Dan's heart sunk, they were only going to play unknown 
classical music and none of the familiar ones, just the 
really awkward ones that nobody cared about.
	"I haven't heard any modern pieces that come anywhere 
close to music. It's all just a bunch of noise, over and 
over again. It's enough to drive anyone crazy. And if you 
think otherwise, it will be evidence to me that you need to 
broaden your tastes. You're here to get a rounded 
education." The lecture continued for another 15 minutes. It 
was a solid scolding for being young and not having good 
taste. Dan wondered as he talked, "Only boring classicals 
and we'll have a rounded education?" He sat enduring the 
lecture when he realized he needed to pee. He squirmed, 
hoping he could wait until he was excused, but the lecture 
droned on, infuriating the entire class as he went.
	Finally his anger hit the boiling point, "What better 
place?" he thought, "Right in front of the teacher and he 
wouldn't even know. What a clueless dweeb." He let it run, 
the warm urine spilling over his scrotum and into the pad. 
He relaxed and smiled as the teacher whined about the evils 
of modern classical and worst of all, rock. At least he 
would have some entertainment and satisfaction in band.
	Ten minutes before the bell, Mr. West turned to him. 
"You're excused now." he said quietly. The students looked 
puzzled as Dan headed out the door. He found a bathroom 
stall that still had a door and removed his shoes, pants and 
diaper. He quickly dressed again in his plain white briefs 
just as the bell rang. The hall immediately flooded with 
kids making their way up stream, like spawning salmon or 
sperm to its destination. Dan made it to the gym locker room 
which was already filled with guys dressing for class. He 
stood in front of his locker, removed his shoes and shirt 
then turned to see a familiar face. The boy next to him had 
just been in band, too. He was a couple inches taller than 
Dan with light brown hair, hazel eyes and smooth clear skin, 
and was slightly larger than Dan. Randy glanced over at Dan 
for a second, then turned to face him. "What a weenie." he 
chuckled just as Dan peeled his pants and underwear off.
	"Huh?" Dan quizzed, hoping he was referring to some one 
else.
	"Mr. West, what a weenie." Randy laughed again, "A 
total dork."
	"Yeah, no kiddin'" Dan sighed in relief.
	"The coach is, too. A total perv," he sneered just as 
the coach walked by. The coach stopped for a moment, stared 
at the two then silently moved on.
	Randy removed his shoes, socks and pants. His boxers 
had little shields or crests scattered all over a white 
background. They were loose around his smooth legs which had 
light tan lines on his upper thigh. He pulled them off, sat 
on the bench and pulled on his socks. His body was perfectly 
proportioned with wide shoulders and trim stomach, his penis 
poked out with a slight hang to the right. The pubic hair 
over his genitals was fuller and his egg sized testes 
bounced like rubber between his legs. Randy seemed to dress 
backwards, making sure that he put on his jock and shorts 
last. Dan dressed quickly and waited for Randy. He was 
relieved he had finally found a familiar face and friend.
	After class Randy and Dan slowly headed to the locker 
room. By the end of the day, most of the other guys were 
quick to get out and go home. They entered the shower with 
only one straggler left inside. Dan stood under the warm 
spray slowly turning around and around with the harsh spray 
tickling his bottom and genitals. He glanced up to see Randy 
across the shower room facing him, the shower running down 
his back. Randy was intently staring down at his own penis, 
so Dan's eyes followed his gaze down to see a constant 
yellow stream pouring out. Randy gently guided it against 
his leg then caught Dan staring. He smiled and walked 
towards Dan, as if nothing were happening. The stream 
splashed back and forth in front of him and slopped against 
his feet.
	"Where do you live?" Randy asked, the last few drops 
squirting out as they both stared.
	"That new sub division three blocks over there," Dan 
said pointing north of the school.
	"Cool, I live close by, just one more block west."
	They left the shower room and Dan disappeared into a 
bathroom stall with his backpack, hoping Randy wouldn't see 
him. When he returned his diaper was safely covered by his 
pants. Randy looked puzzled but didn't say anything. He 
pulled on his shirt, socks and finally boxers with pants and 
shoes and followed Dan outside.
	As they walked across the football field towards home, 
they exchanged insults for the macho coach and control freak 
band leader.
	"He's such a geek." Randy complained.
	"Yeah, no kiddin'. He's going to have us play all the 
really stupid stuff that nobody cares about."
	"Yeah. I don't mind some of it, but damn, play 
something you can at least whistle to."
	"Yeah," Dan agreed as they crossed the street.
	"I'll see ya tomorrow. " Randy said as he turned left 
towards his house.
	"Cool," Dan gushed.
	For the first day of school, it was pretty decent. Dan 
had his diapers that no one knew about and made a best 
friend that liked some of the same things he did...all in 
one day. Randy waived once and continued down the street. 
Dan peed slightly as he turned towards his house. It felt 
funny to walk in public, peeing and no one able to tell, not 
even Randy would know.
	"How did things go today?" Mom asked cheerfully as he 
reached the backdoor.
	"Okay I guess."
	"Any problems?"
	"Nope, everything's fine." Dan muttered as he headed 
for the bathroom to change.
	Mom followed behind. "How was the first day? Make any 
friends?" she added through the closed door.
	"Yeah, met Randy. He's pretty cool." Dan yelled from 
behind the door as he removed his pants and lightly damp 
diaper.
	"That's good." she said fading back into the kitchen.
	Dan slowly wiped his penis and scrotum with a wet wipe. 
The cool wet feeling immediately gave him an erection. He 
sat down on the toilet with the old diaper, sighed quietly 
and rubbed the dry backside across it. "It feels so good." 
he thought as he leaned against the back of the toilet. He 
folded the diaper over his erection and tugged rapidly. A 
few short seconds later he ejaculated, squirting a big load 
of semen into the jiggling pad. Every muscle flexed and his 
breath stopped in short sputters. After the last spasm he 
went limp, took a long deep breath and let it out slowly. He 
wiped the sticky goo from his soft penis with the last dry 
spot of the diaper, cleaned it again with a wet wipe, and 
taped on a fresh diaper with baby powder. He left the 
bathroom feeling clean, relaxed and a little guilty.