THE SUMMER WITH JIMMY
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Part 11 -- Weekend in the Mountains -- Sunday Afternoon

	"Wish we could stay up here another day!" Jimmy brought 
up the idea that I had been thinking about.
	"By tomorrow morning the two of you would have to run 
around naked because you're down to the last few diapers," 
Mom pointed out the facts.
	"We could always put on our shorts then we wouldn't be 
naked!" I thought it was a good idea at the time.
	Nancy smiled at me as she stuck a sandwich into her 
mouth. Then talking with her mouth full she said, "Then all 
we would have to do is wring your shorts out every hour!"
	Betty spoke up, "How you wring out poopy?" everyone 
laughed.
	"If they poop their pants we would just dump them in 
the lake!" Nancy answered.
	"I still wish we could stay longer, we are having so 
much fun up here," Jimmy whimpered.
	"We could stay up her by ourselves for a day or two, 
couldn't we, Jimmy?" I did some of my own pleading.
	"Hey, that's a good idea! Could we, momma?" Jimmy gave 
his mother a wide smile.
	"I'd like to see that...." his mom answered, "you would 
have no one to cook for you... And the bears may even come 
and get you!"
	"How are you going get home, walk?" My mom joked with 
us.
	"No, you could come up and get us in a couple of days." 
I had the answer.
	"We wouldn't leave you alone up here that long, son, so 
forget it," Dad interrupted.
	"We could stay with them?" Nancy offered.
	"Oh Boy! we could have lots of fun. Can we Momma, can 
we?" Betty was all for the idea.
	"I don't think it would be such a good idea for you to 
be alone with the boys overnight like that!" Mr. Wilson cut 
in.
	"Why not?" Jimmy piped up, "They stay alone with me 
some times at home."
	"Why not?" I entered in to the squabble.
	"For one thing boys and girls should not be left alone 
too long. Second, you're going when we are going, that is 
final!" Mr. Grove set the rule.
	"But, but, but!" we protested.
	"No buts about it. We all go home tonight. Now lets 
make the most of the rest of the day," My mother said.
	"I'm old enough to stay with them. I have babysat boys 
all night before!" Nancy renewed the discussion.
	"It's you we worry about most. Anyway you're not that 
old, yet!" Her dad remarked.
	"How come?" Nancy acted really hurt in spirit.
	"The boys you baby sat were very young. Jay and Jimmy 
are almost teens. It just wouldn't be right to leave them 
with you," Her mother explained.
	"I know about little boys, but Jay and Jimmy are 
different there're just.... boys!" Nancy was defending her 
girlish image as a responsible sitter.
	"You're not in question, Dear, But your Dad was boy 
once and he knows about those things. We just cannot leave 
you up here alone with no adult supervision." Her mom 
repeated.
	"Hey, we going boat riding or not?" Jimmy asked.
	"You boys go on down to the boat we will be there very 
soon." Daddy told us.
	"OK.. Let's go, Jimmy!" I took his hand as we walked 
down the path.
	The Mom's wanted some time with the girls so the 
Daddy's took us boys in the boat.
	After we got to the other side of the lake we asked if 
we could hike back on the lake trail. Our Dad's let us do 
it.
	We stood waving as our Dad's went to their favorite 
fishing spots. We were told they would check on us time to 
time to be sure we got around the lake okay.
	"This is great. I didn't think they would let us go 
alone, did you?" I asked Jimmy.
	"Me too!" He answered. "Wish we could stay up here all 
summer." Jimmy started up the hillside with me behind him.
	"I think our Dad's would have let us, don't you?" I 
asked.
	"Maybe they would if our Moms didn't object," He called 
back to me.
	We arrived at the trail to find a girl and boy staring 
at us. The boy was about 3 or 4 and the girl looked as if 
she was his sister was about 12 or so. She was dressed in 
only a pair of really short shorts made out of an old pair 
of Levi's. She had nothing over her breasts which was 
nothing more than us boys have. She seemed surprised to see 
us coming up from the lake.
	The boy was in dirty underpants. He was hanging on to 
his sister as if he was afraid of us.
	"Hello!" I managed to say as I bravely stood before 
her.
	"Hi!..... you must be the boys that camp across the 
lake!" She pointed in the direction of our cabin. We watched 
you this morning through our binoculars." She did not seem 
to be concerned for the way they were dressed.
	"Are those diapers you boys have on?" She asked 
straight out.
	The boy, feeling less threatened now, had dropped his 
hand from his sister and stepped out where we could see him 
better.
	The girl seemed to sense our interest in the boy. She 
explained, "He ran out of diapers so we had to use a few of 
his underpants so he would have some kind of diaper on."
	"Good idea," Jimmy managed to say.
	"Where is your camp? Is there any more kids? Your mom 
and dad here, too?" I was full of questions.
	"We have a tent over there!" She pointed it out. "We 
are the only kids. We are staying with Grandma till tomorrow 
then our mother will come up, too. Daddy isn't here, he 
lives with Sandy in California." She gave answers.
	"We gotta start hiking back. Daddy will be checking on 
us soon," Jimmy said.
	"Want we could walk with you?" She asked. The boy gave 
a big smile when we said they could if they wanted to.
	"Will your Grandma wonder where you are?" I asked.
	"She won't care, she sleeps a lot in the tent. We will 
come back by time Momma gets here." She took the boy's hand 
as they walked between Jimmy and me.
	"You boys like wearing diapers? I haven't seen many 
older boys doing it!" She did not make fun of us but seemed 
to enjoy being with us.
	"Ya, it is fun, better then shorts anyway, besides we 
won't have to stop and go potty, either." Jimmy surprised me 
with is choice of words.
	She told us she hopes her little brother would stay in 
diapers like we did. I asked her why. She told me she likes 
to help change him. Momma had me change him every since he 
was a year old.
	"I got two sisters that change me!" Jimmy told her.
	"Do you like having girls change you?" She asked with a 
hint of giggling.
	"It's Ok, but they are my sisters." Jimmy smiled at 
her.
	"How about you?" She asked me.
	"Me! well, I don't have any sisters, but Nancy and 
Betty help me too, when I am with them!" I got a feeling she 
was getting to something with her questions.
	We had come to a small wooden bridge that crossed a 
small creek emptying into the lake. We stopped and peeked 
over the side to see if we could see any fish swimming 
below.
	As I leaned over the railing I felt something brush my 
diaper. I turned around and found the girl was inspecting 
me. She pulled her hand back and grinned.
	"You boys have nice diapers. I have to fold diapers for 
him. They pin on with safety pins," she went on to explain.
	"These just snap like this!" I released one side to 
show her.
	"Why don't you take it off and see if it is wet or 
dirty?" she asked with urgency in her voice.
	"No.... it's ok!" Jimmy set the snap then pulled up on 
the diaper, fitting it around his waist.
	She turned to me and asked me the same thing. She told 
me she knew how to do it.
	I began to feel uneasy with her boldness. I looked over 
at Jimmy. He raised his eyebrows to me.
	"Want me to do it?" She asked directly as she reached 
for one of the snaps.
	I don't know what happened to me but I just stood there 
giggling like a fool. Then I said a foolish thing.
	"I'm a boy, you might see me!" I was almost ready to 
let her do it but held back out of fear and embarrassment.
	Then, to the surprise of us too older boys, she said, 
"Let me see and I will let you see me, Ok?" She had this 
funny look on her face.
	Even the little boy looked at her with a look of 
'what?'
	Jimmy looked over at me and shrugged his shoulders. His 
face lit up with a smile.
	I got this awful funny feeling. It was something like 
being excited and anxious at the same time.
	I took another look at Jimmy who was now nodding his 
head with approval.
	I knew this feeling of being naughty and awaken at the 
same time.
	It seemed it was my decision but I bulked knowing it 
had something to do with those weird new pressures I had 
been experiencing lately.
	I was about to answer the happy girl when Jimmy beat me 
to it.
	"OK, but you show us first!" He giggled.
	"Yes but you go first!" I copied his words without 
thinking what I was saying.
	The girl just looked at us for a moment then said, "OK, 
but you have to let me look inside your diaper like you 
promised." She pointed to a clump of bush a few yards away, 
"We'll do it there!"
	She took the boys hand and led us to the brush. Every 
kept looking around but no other person was in sight. The 
woods was very quiet and peaceful.

Part 12 -- Weekend in the Mountains -- Sunday Afternoon: 
Cont.

	In our last part we saw a 12 year old girl and her 
small 4 year old brother by the lake. The girl was dressed 
very skimpy in only a pair of cut off Levis and the boy was 
wearing only a dirty pair of underpants. She wanted the boys 
to let her take off their diapers but when they held back 
out of fear and embarrassment, she offered to show them what 
she looked like if they would let her take off the diapers.
	Jay had a funny feeling about the girl and her strange 
request. But when Jimmy told her he would let her take his 
off but only if she showed herself first.
	Now, for the rest of the story.

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	The girl just looked at us for a moment then said, "OK, 
but you have to let me look inside your diaper like you 
promised." She pointed to a clump of bush a few yards away, 
"We'll do it there!"
	Everyone kept looking around but no other person was in 
sight. The woods was very quiet and peaceful. Most of the 
weekend campers had already left for home. I had this funny 
feeling all over. I knew what we were doing was somehow 
wrong but when Jimmy offered to allow her request only if 
she would show herself to us first, I gave in to see what 
might transpire. The girl started off toward the brush 
taking Jimmy's hand leading him beside her. I tagged along 
behind them.
	The little boy walked just in front of me. I couldn't 
but help to notice his underpants were hanging in the rear. 
The tattle tale dirty pants showed he must have pooped his 
pants not too long ago. I watched as he climbed over a small 
log that had fallen across the path. The boy turned to me 
with a smile then continued following his sister and Jimmy. 
Soon we arrived at the place she suggested we should go to.
	The girl said, "No one can see us here!" Then she 
started to undo Jimmy's diaper while he stood up.
	Jimmy interrupted her by saying, "You said you would go 
first, remember?" He held onto his diaper pins.
	"OK, I will!" was her remark. "You ever seen a naked 
girl before?" she asked with her eyes sparkling.
	"Of course, I have two sisters, remember?" Jimmy acted 
as if this was nothing new to him.
	She called out to me, "how about you, you ever see a 
naked girl before?" She giggled.
	"Almost!" I answered as honestly as I could. It was 
Betty, Jimmy's little sister that came as close as any girl 
I ever saw. "I saw pictures!" I answered trying to act 
experienced as I knew how. But inside I was getting so 
excited I almost peed my diaper.
	Her little brother sat on a downed tree trunk. He 
lifted one leg up on the trunk and held his knee with his 
hands. This position cause his underpants to open at the 
legs where I could see parts of him.
	This was the first time in my life I every met a girl 
that was willing to get naked in front of me. Without 
hesitation the girl unsnapped the top front of her cutoffs. 
She pulled the zipper down a ways then let the shorts open a 
bit. The way the sun was shining I could see much white skin 
under her belly button.
	I looked over at Jimmy who was staring wide-eyed as she 
slowly pulled the shorts away from her thighs. It was not 
long before she completely exposed herself to us. She had no 
panties on so when the shorts slid to her feet it was no 
problem seeing all of her. The older girl knew this was 
effecting us in a most interesting way. Both Jimmy and I 
gasp at what we saw. I was surprised that Jimmy reacted much 
as I did. After all, he had two sisters, Surely, I thought 
he had seen his sisters like this before. But as he stood 
there I could tell he was as turned on as I was. Her little 
brother stood up and walked over so he could get a peek for 
himself.
	"She got no clothes on!" He giggled as he pointed 
towards his sister. I wondered if he was being effected as 
was I and Jimmy.
	The girl gave no indication of being embarrassed while 
she opened herself up so to show off more. She kicked her 
shorts off of her feet. She seemed to be enjoying exposing 
herself to us. I was not sure what I expected to see but 
from pictures that older boys passed around at School by 
older boys, I was expecting to see a patch of black hair 
between her legs but I saw none at all.
	I stared as if I was looking at a beautiful landscape. 
I marveled at the beauty before me. I glanced quickly at 
Jimmy who had been following the same path down her body 
that I had. His mouth was open and his eyes widened from the 
sights he saw. The little boy stood smiling ear to ear while 
his sister showed stood naked before us. I wondered if he 
felt the same impulses as I did. I found it difficult to 
describe my feelings of the moment.
	The girl seemed to feed upon our reaction we boys were 
so clearly showing her. The little boy had seen this sight 
before, his reactions were not so pronounced as was the two 
of older boys. None of us spoke a word. Neither of us could 
speak.
	Even though neither Jimmy nor I were experienced in 
boy-girl relationships we knew without being told that this 
was something very special and that we should pay close 
attention.
	"I get to take off your diapers now!" She seemed almost 
too willing.
	There was something frightening yet exciting about 
having her offer to remove our diapers. I had never before 
had this strange feeling, even when Betty changed my diaper. 
I would let my mother do it without caring about it. But 
this was a strange girl, one I didn't even know her name, 
wanting to take off my diaper. She did not even have a clean 
one to put on me. That could only mean one thing, she just 
wanted to see a boy!
	She walked over in front of Jimmy falling to her knees. 
Her hands went to each side of his diaper.
	Jimmy was shaking as he gave me a weak grin. He showed 
some fear but did not resist when she opened one of the 
safety pins. His diaper opened at one side. It took only a 
slight pull to bring them to the ground. This left Jimmy 
standing before her as naked as she was. I was not too 
surprised to see Jimmy had a full salute to show the girl. I 
too, was in that state. At that moment I could not decide 
which gave me the most thrill, the girl or Jimmy. The girl 
reached out and touched Jimmy, causing him to jerk backwards 
a bit. They both giggled. Then she pulled his diaper back up 
pinning it tightly to his waist.
	My heart began to beat faster when she wiggled her 
finger towards me indicating I would be next. Jimmy sat down 
on the log beside the boy as they watched the girl unpin my 
diaper. The girl unpinned me and let my wet diaper fall to 
my feet. Then she did the same as she did with Jimmy. After 
she pulled my diaper back up and pinned it tightly around my 
waist, I began wondering what it would be like to touch a 
girl down there. Would they have the same feeling of wanting 
to be touched as I did?
	I thought it strange that a girl would want to see me 
naked let alone want to touch me there. But it did feel 
rather nice when she did it. My only regret was that she did 
not prolong the play. I was left feeling some 
disappointment. The girl did not seem interested in putting 
her shorts back on but left them off. We told her we had to 
go now because our Dad's would wonder what happened to us. 
We were suppose t meet them somewhere near the lake on our 
hike back to camp.
	As we started to leave the girl sat on the log. The boy 
stood before her letting her pull off his underpants.
	"Bye-Bye," the boy waved to us while his sister 
examined him.
	We slowly walked off leaving the girl and boy to 
continue their game together. Just in time too. A motor boat 
was slowly moving by the bank. It was Daddy and Mr. Grove.
	"Hey, Jimmy, there's the boat!" I pointed towards the 
lake.
	We both left the trail and ran down to the lakes edge. 
We hollered loud as we could until they turned back for us. 
Daddy helped us to board the boat. Once seated Mr. Wilson 
drove out to deeper water.
	"Where were you kids?" Daddy scolded. "We thought you 
would be farther down the trail by now. We almost did not 
come back here. What were you doing?"
	"Nothing, Daddy... we were doing nothing." I looked 
over at Jimmy which nodded his head in agreement.
	"Two hours doing nothing!" Daddy shook his head. "Well, 
we are glad to had found you two, anyway."
	"Let's get going, the women have most things packed and 
ready to leave for home." Mr. Wilson said.
	When we docked the boat our mom's and the girls were 
waiting for us. "See you found them. Why have you kids been 
taken so long?" Jimmy's mom was not mad at us but was 
beginning to worry when they did not find us on the first 
trip around the lake.
	"Bet they been messing around!" Nancy commented close 
to the truth.
	"Ya! that's it, Messing around!" we both laughed.
	"Just look at you two boys..... so messy!" Betty 
observed.
	"I have clean diapers, do I have two boys that want 
them?" Nancy joked.
	"We do!" both of us agreed to that.
	The cabin is all locked up so you will have your 
changes outside.... go over to the picnic table, that will 
make a great place to change." Nancy said.
	While Nancy changed Jimmy, Betty had my diaper off so 
she could wipe me down. "Where you boys been, look here, 
that is the second pine needle I found inside your diaper, 
No! Third one, there's another!"
	Nancy found a few, too. "If I did not think differently 
I would say you boys had taken off your diapers and laid 
them on the ground." Nancy commented as she rolled the dirty 
diaper in a ball and put it into the garbage bag.
	That was as close as they ever came to discover what 
really happened on the other side of the lake. We did not 
tell anyone about the girl and little boy but between us we 
pondered the experience many times when we were alone 
together. It was an experience that got Jimmy and I to think 
of other things besides just diapers.
	I had often wondered what ever became of that girl and 
her brother. Never met anyone quite like her since that day.

Part 13 -- Weekend in the Mountains -- Trip Home.

	"Hop into the car, Jay we are about to leave for home," 
Mom called to me. I really did not want to go. I tried to 
stall but it was useless to argue against reality; it was 
time we had to go. I wasn't the only one trying to convince 
my parents it would be best to stay one more night. The 
Grove kids were putting up a very good argument in defense 
of staying. But it was no use to fight it, we were going 
home.
	"Get into that car .... Now!" when my mom pointed her 
finger and raised her voice it was time to move in the 
direction of her command. But I had one more request.
	"OK, mom, but can I ride with Jimmy?" I got that 
pitiful look on my face that had worked for me most my life.
	"If they have room and want to put up with you, I guess 
it would alright with me," Mom smiled so I knew she was not 
really upset with me. I ran over to the Grove car and asked 
if I could ride with them. I was told the back seat was full 
but if I could find a place I could go with them. With Jimmy 
and Nancy sitting on each side and Betty in the middle it 
did not look like I had a chance. But to my great surprise 
and delight, Betty spoke up. I could sit on Jimmy's lap if 
he wants me to.
	You see, in those days there was no seat belts nor laws 
about seating in the back seat, so when Betty climbed out I 
got in and sat between Jimmy and Nancy. Betty crawled back 
in and sat on my lap. I was not sure how I was to sit. At 
first I put my hands under my diaper and sat on them. Then I 
raised them above my head holding on to each hand behind my 
head but that soon got tiring. I finally placed my hands 
around Betty's waist. She did not seem to mind. Being the 
only child at home I was not used to sitting so close to 
others. In our car I would have had the whole back seat to 
myself. But I did not mind and the kids did not mind my 
being there, either. Mom drove our big car alone. Dad took 
the truck loaded with all out things and the boat. We hit a 
big bump on the way to the main road. Betty flew up off my 
lap. I grabbed her tightly around the waist. She giggled 
then the rest of us laughed.
	"You kids all right back there?" Mr. Grove asked as he 
turned his head toward us.
	Not yet to the highway Jimmy told Nancy he had just 
peed his diaper. We all started laughing, myself included. 
Just then we hit another bump, and while Betty was in the 
air I let go. I honestly tried to hold it back but 
everything I had came pouring into my diaper. I could feel 
it run down over my seat warm and damp. Nancy seemed to have 
a third sense for these things.
	She reached over and placed her hand on my knee. She 
smiled and whispered, "You need a change?" Holding Betty 
close to me as if to keep my diaper covered, I felt a little 
embarrassed until Jimmy announced that he finished emptying 
his bladder on the same bump. Betty turned around on my lap 
so her knees were over each of my legs. She placed her arms 
around my neck. At first I thought she was going to kiss me 
but instead she whispered in my ear.
	"Want me to change you?" She asked in such a sweet, 
soft voice.
	"No! I get to this time!" Nancy interrupted.
	"No! I get to do it." Betty glared at her older sister. 
Betty slipped down to the floor and took a hold of my diaper 
pins. But Nancy forced her hands away and had removed one 
pin before Betty began to scream that she was going to 
change me.
	I felt very embarrassed, not that the girls were 
fighting over who would get my diaper off but because their 
parents were not getting into the battle. Jimmy just sat 
next to me without being any help. He could only laugh at 
the situation.
	Betty's daddy leaned over the front seat trying to get 
a hold on the screaming girl. Her Momma pulled the car off 
to the side of the mountain road and stopped the car. She 
jumped out and opened the back door. There was anger showing 
on her face. She made Nancy get out and had Jimmy get out 
the other side. Then made Betty come out, too.
	I started to get out but she told me to lie back on the 
seat. Then she climbed in and pulled off my diaper. All the 
time Betty was crying to be the one to do it.
	Nancy said, "Let her do it, Jimmy is wet too, I will 
change him." She stuck her tongue out at her younger sister 
as if mocking her. Betty abruptly stopped her whining. 
Opening the diaper bag, she pulled out several layers, 
quickly folding them like an expert. She slid them under me 
and pulled the ends till they fit my waist tightly. Before 
long she had me diapered and pinned. Then without a word she 
crawled up on my lap.
	She leaned against me asking, " You like?"
	I responded that I like very much. She just giggled and 
wiggled her butt over me. By this time Nancy had Jimmy 
diapered. Once again we were moving toward the highway. I 
could hear Mr. and Mrs. Grove talking in the front seat. He 
made some comment about diapers and she answered. I never 
knew what they were saying but noticed they laughed about 
it.
	The long trip down the highway was rather boring. Nancy 
was reading one of her love novels, Jimmy was almost asleep 
leaning on my shoulder. Betty was almost asleep and felt 
like she weighed a ton. She must have been uncomfortable 
because she kept wiggling and squirming around causing me 
some discomfort. I was most aware of her bare thighs rubbing 
against me. Her movement excited my diapers, keeping me very 
awake. No one seemed to be paying much attention to the four 
kids in the back seat. Their mom was driving the car, their 
Dad was leaning back on the seat fast asleep. Nancy flipped 
a page now and then. She was deep in her story. Jimmy's only 
sound was his deep sleep breathing. I leaned back against 
the back of the seat thinking about the girl and boy at the 
lake. The next thing I knew I was being awaken by my Mom 
telling me we have arrived home.

Part 14 -- No Place Like Home

	It took a few moments before I was fully awake. I had 
laid my head on my Dad's shoulder, my legs wrapped around 
his waist. He carried me to the front porch of our house 
then stood me on my wobbly legs. Mom had the key in the lock 
ready to make entry into our home. Dad was about to help me 
into the door when Mrs. Grove called from the car.
	"Would you like another boy for the night?" She asked.
	I was enough awake by this time to turn my head towards 
the car. There was Jimmy rubbing both his eyes with closed 
fist like he just woke up.
	At first my Daddy was not amused. I heard him mutter, 
"That's all we need..." Then I heard my mother say, "I think 
Jay would love having Jimmy stay tonight!"
	"Sure would!" I called out.
	"Might as well!" Dad gave in since the deck was stacked 
against him. It wasn't that Dad was against it but he felt 
we had the weekend together anyway and we all were so tired 
all he wanted was to get settled down and go to bed.
	Jimmy climbed out of the car. Nancy called out, "Jimmy, 
take these you will need them.!" Yes he would, it was the 
diaper bag.
	"I'll pick him up sometime in the morning!" Jimmy's mom 
called to my mom.
	"Don't rush, I think we won't have to get up very 
early." Mom laughed.
	"How about sometime after 10 in the morning?" She 
asked,
	My mom agreed. Dad just gave a friendly wave as he 
nearly dragged me into the house.
	Jimmy and I headed for my room but mom headed us off 
telling us she had just put clean sheet on the bed and we 
were not going to crawl in till we took a shower.
	"OH mom do we have to? We're so tired." I complained.
	"Either that or take the sleeping bags out into the 
back yard and get the..." that is as far as mom got when the 
to of us came fully awake. Dancing like two kids just 
finding the candy dish we rushed out to the van and got a 
couple bags.
	We found a spot under the maple tree. Jimmy began to 
blow up a rubber air mattress while I ran into the house to 
see what kind of snacks I could find. There was some opened 
packages of potato chips, and a six pack of Coke.
	Mom and Dad instructed me to keep the noise down and 
get to sleep soon we could. They bid me good night leaving 
me to shuffle for myself.
	Jimmy, having finished with the mattress, had come to 
see what was keeping me. I point to a box of snack food 
sitting on the kitchen table. He found a few more things for 
us boys to eat. I grabbed a couple of flashlights then we 
headed back out into the yard.
	It did not matter that we were still only in our 
diapers. In fact, it felt kind of nice. I sometimes like to 
go out into the back yard on these warm nights and play on 
the swing set while only in a diaper. But tonight Jimmy and 
I just lay back on top our sleeping bags and drank pop, 
munched on chips and cookies and other delights. Once in a 
while we had to remind the other to keep our voices down. 
The last thing we would want would be to have Mom or Dad 
come out an makes us go back into the house.
	In our course of taking the subject of the girl at the 
lake came up. Jimmy was all giggly about it. I have to admit 
I was doing my share of giggling, too.
	Jimmy asked me if I liked doing that. Referring to the 
touching and fun of the play. In order to not to give away 
my true feelings of having a girl dislodging my diapers in 
the middle of the outdoors, I just shrugged my shoulders and 
acted as if it was of no concern one way or the other. But 
when Jimmy began to relate his feelings of having her touch 
him like she did, I was finding it harder to hide the 
arousal within myself.
	We had to hush each other because our giggling was 
echoing off the side of the house. We just laid facing each 
other laughing with as little noise as possible.
	After eating all the cookies and most of the potato 
chips and two cans of coke we were feeling rather full. For 
a few minutes we laid on our backs looking at the stars 
above. Once in a while a shooting star would be seen making 
it's way across the sky.
	I was focused on the stars so I had not seen Jimmy 
reach for the diaper bag until he tossed me a clean pre-
folded diaper hitting my right over my face.
	"I need a change!" he said as he removed the two pins 
holding the material together. He seemed in no hurry to 
fully remove it. Then he turned towards me asking, "You 
change me, I'll change you , OK?"
	"OK!" I agreed while working at the two pins on my own 
diaper. It wasn't as if I need it changed. I had only peed 
in it twice since betty fixed me up coming back to town. 
After all this junk food I just devoured I felt it would not 
be long before I would need it again.
	I was just about to pull the diaper loose from the 
front of me when I felt Jimmy pulling on it. I raised my 
butt allowing the diaper to be pulled free.
	The moon was most bright that night, seeing Jimmy 
totally naked as he rolled my wet diaper into a ball was 
almost as exciting as the play at the lake.
	Being in no hurry at all to get diapered we ran naked 
around the yard, rolled on the grass and even used the swing 
set until the moon hid itself as it moved under the horizon. 
The night air began to cool off with the blackness of night. 
So we found ourselves back on the sleeping bags.
	Jimmy muttered something to me about something, I could 
not understand him. He just giggled then handed me his clean 
diaper asking me to put it on.
These were large thick diapers for night time. Not only did 
we use the regular diaper but we folded another to lay 
inside making it super thick and high up be back side. I had 
a hard time getting the safety pins to lock shut and Jimmy 
had to help me by pulling the diaper very tight around his 
waist.
	When I had finished him he had me lay on my back as he 
diapered me. He had a bit of trouble getting a good fit and 
I felt him touching me making me feel good. I giggled. He 
fastened one side then the other.
	We wrestled for a time but soon sleep had overtaken us. 
I was not sure what time is was but it was very early in the 
morning when I first crawled down into my bag. I was shaking 
from the cold. Jimmy had managed to be inside his bag 
sometime before I was.
	The sun was up beginning another hot day of Summer. Mom 
had gotten up and fixed a breakfast for us then brought it 
out so we could stay in our bags and eat outside. Knowing 
that his mother was to come after him around 10 A.M. Jimmy 
wanted to know what time it was.
	"8:45." Mom told him. "Just enough time to eat, get 
bathed and new diapers before she comes for you.
	The two of us rolled over on our stomachs after getting 
out of the hot sleeping bags. Laying with our feet up over 
our butts we had the best breakfast ever.
	Mom had us take off our diapers at the back door before 
coming into the house then sent us running to the bath tub. 
Oh yes, the diapers were well-used from all that junk food 
and drinks.
	I sat with my back to the water faucets while Jimmy sat 
across facing me. I had my legs spread out while his were 
closer together inside mine. After we had been sloshing the 
water for a while Mom came in to give the two of us a 
rubbing lather of soap and water. Then she rinsed us off.
	We were sent to my bedroom where Mom give us both a 
padded day diaper with rubber pants.
	Not too soon, either. Mrs. Grove came in the front door 
just as we came out of the bedroom. After some greetings and 
making over us boys for the diapers and rubber pants Mrs. 
Grove took Jimmy and left.
	"Have a good time last night, Jay?" Mom asked.
	"Sure did! Thanks for letting him stay." I meant every 
word of it.
	"He seems such a nice boy... I am so glad you have him 
as a friend!" Mom had always kept an eye on my friends to be 
sure I had the best influences.
	I wonder how mom would have felt if she had known about 
the girl at the lake. How she would reacted to our running 
the back yard last night in the nude. I wondered about a lot 
of things in those days. I was so glad my parents approved 
of my using diapers, but I often wondered if they had any 
idea what diapers did for me.

Part 15 -- Family Secret Revealed

	Several days had passed since I seen Jimmy again. He 
has been busy helping his Dad clean out the garage. I had 
asked mom if he was being punished or something. She told me 
he was just helping out around his home like I should be 
doing sometime. Mom told me that after such a nice weekend 
in the mountains it is good to come home all refreshed so we 
can do the mid-summer clean up around the house.
	I still think it was a plot of our parents just to keep 
us apart for a few days, but Mom had me clean out the 
basement. I had a million excuses not to do so but she won 
out in the end.
	"You're just the boy to do it." She gave me a 
compliment.
	"I knew she was just buttering me up, but that was Ok 
by me I liked to have her tell me how she could not do 
without me and how much she loved me because I was such a 
strong boy. All of it was a put up to get me to help out. I 
would have helped them anyway, however, the nice things she 
told me was just icing on the cake and I loved it.
	The basement had a lot the neat things stored away, 
much of it was my old toys and other junk. I did come across 
a sack of old underpants mom had put away a couple of years 
ago since I would not be using them again. When I brought 
them up for mom to dispose of she told me to take off my 
diaper. I was shocked! Did she want me to work naked or 
something?
	"Stand still while I get your diaper off," she 
commanded. I did as she asked but was wondering what was up.
	The next thing I knew she had pulled up one of the old 
underpants. They were a little tight because I had grown 
some since last time they were on me. It felt a little weird 
at first but then she put another one on me. Then another. 
By this time she was rummaging through the sack looking for 
bigger and bigger pairs. As she found bigger pairs she would 
put them on me until she could not get anymore to fit over 
the seven or eight I had on now. I was beginning to like the 
feel they all gave me. Much tighter then my diapers. I 
doubted if I could pee if I needed to.
	"Why all this... on me mom?" I asked.
	"This is the way we did my little brothers when they 
were needing diapers. When I saw the sack it reminded me why 
I saved them. I thought it would be a good thing for you to 
wear when doing such dusty work in the basement and save 
your nice white diapers for dress," Mom explained to me.
	"You mean Uncle Joe and Paul wore diapers like me?" I 
asked learning new things about my family was always 
exciting.
	"Oh yes indeed they did, Jay, indeed they did! I had my 
hands full for a few years as your Grandma turned the 
diapering job entirely over to me till Uncle Paul gave up 
his diapers, then it was just Uncle Joe." Mom seemed to go 
into a daze as she was remembering many years ago.
	"How old was Uncle Paul when he stopped using diapers?" 
I asked.
	"Let me think... It was the year he went out for school 
football. He must have been 14 or 15 then." Mom grinned. "He 
was embarrassed to dress down in the gym wearing diapers."
	"How old was Uncle Joe? When did he give up diapers?" I 
asked.
	"Joe? Well I think it was when he went into the Navy 
when he first gave them up. I think he still uses them most 
the time." Mom seemed as if she did not want to tell me.
	"He still wears diapers?" I was beginning to feel more 
excited. He was my favorite of the two Uncles. He would 
change me when he visits sometimes. He was so nice to me and 
pinned me up without sticking me.
	"Yes, I guess he does," Mom told me. "But the diapers 
you wear and the ones we had back in those days were 
different. We did not have any pre-cut or pre-folded ones... 
We had to make the material into the right size then hemmed 
them up. Putting them on was not as easy, either, we had to 
fold them just right then put on rubber panties over them or 
they would leak."
	I was all ears as mom told me the story of my Uncles 
and how she was their diaper changer.
	"Mom, I can't get these underpants-diapers off if I 
have to go potty." I could hardly pull the outside one down.
	"I know!" She laughed, "Neither could your Uncles get 
them down fast enough. But don't worry about it. It is very 
dusty down in the basement. Now, I want you to clean it up 
and put things where I showed you." Mom pointed towards the 
basement door.
	At first I did not want to be in the basement but when 
I opened one of the old trunks and found some neat things 
inside I discovered cleaning out a basement storage space 
could be very interesting.
	One of the first items that came into view was some 
baby bottles I found in an old shoe box along with a few 
large safety pins and some other baby stuff. As I dug into 
the contents of the trunk I discovered some baby clothes 
along with some a dozen or more cloths just the right size 
for diapers. Some were made of flannel but most were like 
cheese cloth folded in many layers. But the biggest find of 
all was a couple of picture albums.
	As I thumbed through the pages of pictures I came upon 
a few of my Uncles' childhood pictures. I was musing myself 
with the album when I turned a page and then right before me 
was a 8 X 10 picture of my Uncle Joe. Written on the back 
was this notation: 'Joe age 10 birthday 5 layer cloth 
diaper'. He was standing sideways to the camera looking at 
himself in a full length mirror. His neatly folded cloth 
diaper made his butt look big and wide. Uncle Joe had the 
look of joy on his face. I followed the sight where his eyes 
focused, He was looking into the mirror down at his diaper. 
A closer look gave me a weird feeling because my Uncle Joe 
looked very much like myself. My only regret was the picture 
was not in color.
	I pulled that page out of the album planning to take it 
with me later. I turned the page and found several smaller 
pictures of both my Uncles. One caught my eye more then the 
others.
	Uncle Joe was about 8 years old in one as he played 
with Paul who was about 10 at the time. I could not tell 
where the picture was taken but it was up in the mountains 
somewhere Joe had on only a pair of diapers with rubber 
panties. He was wading in a creek with the water up to just 
below his knees. Paul was sitting on a large rock wearing 
what was unmistakably several pairs of boys underpants.
	I took a few of the loose pictures but hid the two I 
wanted so I could get them later. I did not want Mom to know 
I have taken them. It wasn't like I was trying to hide them 
as much as I did not want mom to know I had them. Just 
looking at them in diapers gave me a strange feeling that I 
did not wish to share just yet.
	The few pictures I did take out of the album I showed 
to mom later when I came out of the basement. She took them 
one at a time and smiled as she recalled the situation. A 
few pictures had mom in them, too.
	"You sure were a skinny girl weren't you Momma?" I 
commented. I was referring to one where Paul was sitting on 
her lap. Paul was not fat but was much more filled out then 
Mom was.
	I held back the best picture till last. When I handed 
it to Mom she let out a little squeal and took the picture 
away from me. Mom seem to be embarrassed. It showed mom and 
Paul standing up in the bathtub both being naked. I never 
seen that picture again but the image has stuck in my mind 
to this day.
	Someone must have sneaked up on them catching them both 
guard. They were facing each other with mom reaching out to 
Paul. What sticks in my mind the most about the picture was 
Paul facial expression. He seemed fascinated at what my mom 
was doing.
	Mom only brought the subject of the picture up once to 
me. It was a few days latter when I was again down in the 
basement, I had brought a few more to her. She told me to 
keep quiet about the pictures, nor to tell anyone.
	Something happened to the album, too. It just totally 
disappeared along with the baby things. But I still had the 
larger one and a few smaller ones that I made sure to hid 
even from her.
	I had asked mom if she was mad at me for getting the 
pictures out. She just gave me a hug and told me it was 
alright that she did ask me to clean up for her. She told me 
I did nothing wrong that she is not upset with me. She never 
brought up the subject again and I never said a word to 
anyone. I had figured it to be a family secret and that some 
things are just not talked about outside the family.
	I have regretted not being able to frame the 8 x 10 
picture of my Uncle and hung it over my bed. I just thought 
he was cute at age 10.

Part 16-- Family Secret Revealed

	The next two weeks went by with out much to record in 
my daily diary. It is now August 8th, 1941. Little did any 
of us know that within four months some of our lives would 
be changed forever when the Japanese bombed Pearl Harbor. 
For a boy of 10 1/2 years old this was only another hot 
summer in Western Idaho. Us kids were not even thinking 
that in only a month we would be starting a new year in 
school. So far this summer had brought some of the most fun 
I had or would every have again. Being 10 years old and out 
of school meant to be really free to be ourselves. I was 
more lucky then some boys in that my parents not only loved 
me but showed it by allowing me to be a boy. They 
encouraged me to play hard in the many things kids find to 
do. Just being a kid without too many responsibilities. 
They gave me room to grow and learn of the world around me. 
As I now reflect back to those years I can now fully 
appreciate the love and corrections I received for this has 
brought me into adulthood more completely equipped to 
handle all that adult life my throw at me, both the good 
and bad. It has given me working knowledge to survive in 
the sometimes dull and routine Adulthood. Most of all it 
has equipped me to raise my own children helping me to set 
them free from some of the stupid nonsense some parents 
pile upon their children.
	My folks made many mistakes which they had 
acknowledged, but their idea of right and wrong was built 
upon solid ground that had been plowed by many generations 
that came for ours. Love was the number one rule. All 
things to be done in love even the applying of the board of 
education to a very tender bottom had brought true 
repentance which kept me on the right path. Its lessons 
have followed me all the days of my life. Yes, I am very 
grateful for parents that had the courage to guide this one 
boy through the mess that life often creates.
	One of those courage's acts of guidance that my 
parents gifted me with was placing me in diapers when many 
of their peers would not agree with them. They used facts 
and truths instead of relying on myths, wife's tales or 
society pressures when it came to helping me keep from 
being embarrassed and ridiculed for wetting my pants and 
bed. They knew it was not my fault, they never accused me 
of 'doing it to embarrass' them. Because of their 
understanding and love I went through my childhood free 
from much needless worry and guilt.
	They helped me choose friends that would build me up 
instead of tearing me down. They accepted my friends as if 
they were members of our own family giving encouragement to 
all that needed it.
	I have had some secrets I never shared with my 
parents. Sometimes I hid things from them out of the 
mistaken idea that they would not understand. Sometimes 
when these 'secrets' surfaced I would discover both mom and 
dad would weigh out the details then work out a way for me 
to get either back on track if I was heading in wrong 
directions. Many times what I thought was too much a secret 
really was nothing they did not already know about.
Most punishments were delivered in love then afterwards 
forgiving from my side and theirs was the seal that locked 
out any guilt. Not that all things were perfect they were 
not. I know of a time when I was punished with such a 
degree I felt the world was at an end. I was not involved 
in anyway but was blamed and punished. When the truth came 
out my parents begged for my forgiveness. Forgiveness goes 
two ways. And love once again reigned in our home.
	I am writing all of this so you the reader will 
understand this part of the story. Like the girl at the 
lake and Jimmy and my involvement with her and her brother, 
which was one of the kind of secrets never released to my 
parents. Carrying this load of guilt around for many years 
was much harder for me to do then if I had 'talked' it over 
with my dad.
	The rest of this part is about such a secret that I 
both kept and carried for many years before I was able to 
mention it to my Dad, only to find I could have released 
this a long time earlier and avoided much mixed feelings. I 
think you will understand when you finish this part.

	It all started when my Uncle Joe came for a month's 
visit. He hasn't seen his sister, my mom, for a long time 
and he wanted to make up for lost time. I already knew a 
small amount of information about my Uncle. I told about 
finding his pictures in the last part of this story. Mom 
told me the story behind many of the pictures we sat and 
looked at together. I had learned that he had a similar 
problem as I had and that he wore diapers just as I did. I 
learned that mom use to change him and her other brother.
	I learned that Uncle Joe had never married, but at the 
time he came to visit he was going with a young lady and 
things were getting serious enough that I may have another 
Aunt before too long.
	I was sitting in the living room reading one of my 
many comic books when the door bell rang. We were expecting 
Uncle Joe to arrive at any moment, so when the bell rang I 
ran to the door to greet him. But it was only the lady next 
door needed a cup of sugar from Mom. Sure I was 
disappointed, but my appearance standing openly before this 
lady while I was dressed only in a T-shirt and slippers 
with a full diaper between my legs was such a shock to her 
she gasped for breath. When Mom came to the door she 
motioned for me to leave the room while she talked to the 
lady.
	I heard Mom explain to the woman I hadn't gotten fully 
dressed because being so early in the morning. She never 
once tried to explain the diaper or why I was wearing it. 
We had been living here for several years and the lady was 
there before we moved in so that gives you an idea just how 
little those outside the family know about my diaper needs.
	Then the doorbell rang again. This time I could see my 
Uncle Joe standing on the porch. I made another leap for 
the door. I opened it wide, inviting Joe to come in.
	"You must be Jay!" He lifted me off the floor, 
wrapping his arms around me.
	Startled at being lifted up as if I was a six year 
old, I was even more startled when he gave me a very wet 
kiss on my cheek. Then he carried me in has arms with me 
hanging on for dear life. I liked the way he smelled. Not 
with all that sweet shaving stuff but a real he-man smell. 
I could not take my eyes off of him.
	Uncle Joe sat me on my feet just as he grabbed my mom 
and gave her a hug as he danced around in a circle. My mom 
calling out, "Put me down, you big bully!" All the time 
laughing and hugging him about the neck. I could feel the 
love coming from this man. It as if I had been with him all 
my life.
	After the greetings settled down Mom excused herself 
and went back into the kitchen where she was getting Dinner 
ready. We called the noon meal Dinner in those days and 
Supper for the evening meal.
	Uncle Joe put his big hairy arms around my shoulder 
and led me to have a seat in the living room. He sat back 
on the lounge, propped his feet up on the ottoman, then 
looked right myself who was sitting beside him.
	"I bet you don't remember me, do you, Jay?" He gave my 
bare leg a light tap with his hand then withdrew it to the 
seat cushion.
	Something was happening to me. His looking at me was 
giving me funny feelings, but his hand touching my upper 
leg gave me a familiar feeling that I could not define. 
Strange, I thought, that he would withdraw so quickly. I 
Just did not understand the sensation I just experienced.
	Before I could even think of what to say, Uncle Joe 
looked right at my diaper which was in full view with my T-
shirt pulled up when I sat down.
	Uncle Joe smiled then said, "diapers, eh?" It was not 
as much as his mention of diapers as the way he said it. He 
seemed surprised and not surprised at the same time. It as 
if he was enjoying what he saw. Then realizing how he must 
have sounded to a young boy, Uncle Joe explained, "I 
understand, Jay... I used to wear them at your age, I do 
understand." Saying that, he reached over and ran a finger 
over the side of my diaper, fingering at the safety pin. He 
chuckled then tickled me across my belly before withdrawing 
to wipe at his chin.
	I just sat there smiling. I had nothing to say, but my 
body language was doing all the talking. I had drawn up my 
leg, placing my slipper foot on the lounge seat. My Uncle's 
eyes seem to dance as he looked down at me. I could feel 
his eyes as the scanned my thigh and the outline of the 
diaper.
	"You've become one beautiful boy, Jay!" I knew he 
meant what he said, I could see it from the way he was 
looking at me. I had mixed feelings of being the object of 
his attention with just a hint of embarrassment at the word 
"beautiful." But I knew what he meant. I had similar 
feelings when I first saw Jimmy in the classroom that day 
just before school was out. I had wondered if my Uncle had 
the same feeling about me. This thought soon vanished when 
he jumped to his feet then reached out for me to take his 
hand. He led me to the kitchen where Mom was.
	I didn't know at the time, but my Uncle was so aroused 
by me and my diaper he felt he must go out where Mom was. 
He told me much later that he took me into the kitchen for 
both of our good.
	We had a good Dinner and lot of laughter and 
conversation around the table. Later that afternoon mom 
motioned for me. She had something to asked of me.
	She led me out into the laundry room so we took talk.
	"What do you think of your Uncle Joe?" I could tell 
she wanted to say something else but was taking time to get 
to her point.
	"I really like him, Mom. He's neat. Meaning, I like 
him and I know he likes me too."
	"Well, I was wondering if you would share our room 
with him... Just for tonight because Daddy has not fixed 
the guest room bedsprings yet. We will have it by tomorrow 
night." She asked me as if had a choice.
	There were only two bedrooms in our house and a small 
storage room that Dad had been making into the third 
bedroom for over a year now. It was almost completed but 
the bedsprings had be fixed.
	My bed was only a double. We never had anything like a 
King or Queen in those days. I only had the double because 
Mom and Dad got a new bed set so I got their old bed set.
	When Mom asked if I would share my bed tonight with 
Uncle Joe I felt as if I was being crowded out but suddenly 
the thought of having Uncle Joe alone with me all night was 
exciting. It would be nice to snuggle up to him like I do 
mom and dad sometimes when they let me crawl into bed with 
them on Sunday mornings sometime. I always like it when 
Daddy would place his big hands over me like he was 
protecting me from monsters of the night. Being wedged 
between Dad and Mom made me feel secure and safe.
	"Sure, I'd like that, Mom!" I answered her.
	"Thank you, son. Otherwise I would have to put him on 
the couch or on the floor in a sleeping bag." Mom gave me a 
kiss on the forehead.
	After Supper that night while we had a dish of ice 
cream and cookies, Mom told her brother that he would be 
bunking up with me for the night. She explained about the 
bed springs.
	"I would be honored to share your bed, my boy," Uncle 
Joe gave me a smile and wink. Again that strange feeling 
crept over me. I didn't understand it, but knew it was 
alright.
	When it came time for me to put to bed, it was Uncle 
Joe who took me to my room. He shut the door behind us and 
had me get up on the bed. He opened my diaper drawer and 
pulled out one of my night timers that mom had pre folded.
	"You going to change me, Uncle Joe?" I asked while 
keeping an eye on him.
	"You mind?" he asked while holding onto the four 
safety pins.
	"I don't care!" I answered with a giggle.
	He took my T-shirt off tossing it to the chair near 
the bed. He carefully removed my wet, dirty diaper, 
dropping it into the pail in the corner. I was left as 
naked as I was born. Uncle Joe just looked for a while then 
excused himself as he went to the bathroom for a wet wash 
rag and some diapering lotion.
	While he was gone I began my nightly self-examining 
which was by now a habit of mine between diaper changes. 
When Joe returned he washed me with the warm cloth then 
dried me. He rubbed in some diaper lotion. All this 
pampering was causing me some automatic extension in some 
embarrassing places. Uncle Joe seemed to ignore this 
boyhood phenomenal activity. He just continued to lay on 
the lotion.
	In time the pinned the night diaper tightly to my 
waist using two pins up and two pins lower on the thigh.
	He bid me good night. I asked him if he was coming to 
bed, too. And he told me just soon as he can. With a smile 
and light hand wave he disappeared out the door closing it 
behind him. I lay on my back for several minutes till the 
swelling subsided. I must have fallen asleep.
	I did not know what time it was that Uncle Joe came to 
bed. The door opened quietly then closed again. In the dark 
I could hear Joe as he got himself ready for bed. I felt 
the springs sway then felt his warm body roll over next to 
mine. I snuggled up next to him while he wrapped his hands 
about myself.
	I did not wake up in the morning till late. Uncle Joe 
had already gotten up and was out in the kitchen talking to 
Mom and Dad.

Part 17-- Uncle Joe, Jay and Jimmy

	When I awoke in the morning I was disappointed to find 
Uncle Joe had left my bed. I wanted to talk to him about 
when he was a boy. I wanted to have him tell me what he 
thought of wearing diapers. I wondered if he liked them as 
much as I did.
	Rolling over onto my back I stretched like a cat 
getting all my joints loosened up. Stretching always made me 
feel so good.
	Then I rolled the covers off me so I could lay on top 
of the bed. I felt the cool morning air over my body it was 
always so refreshing. Reaching down I felt over the front of 
my diaper. Sure enough, I was soaked as usual. Wet diapers 
caused me to become more aware of myself. Every morning I 
would feel over the diaper until I would began tingling 
between my legs. Rapid rubbing a wet diaper would produced 
wonderful sensations. If I were to be patient I would soon 
be rewarded in a remarkable way. I had no idea why rubbing 
always felt so good.
	I wished I had Uncle Joe helping me. He's so good at 
changing a diaper.
	When the wonderful sensation subsided I sat on the edge 
of my bed letting my legs hang over till my feet touched the 
floor. Then I stood up giving myself another good stretch. I 
removed my diaper letting it hit the floor with a thud. I 
always wondered how a diaper could hold so much pee. 
Reaching down I carried it to the pail at the foot of my 
bed. I was surprised to see the last two diapers I wore were 
still in the pail.
	"Oh, oh!" I thought to myself, "I had forgotten to take 
these out to the wash room."
	I walked out into the hall and into the bathroom while 
still naked. While I was taking my shower when Uncle Joe 
came in to do his morning duty. I could see him though the 
distorted glass shower door.
	"Hi, little buddy!" He called out to me above the sound 
of my shower.
	"Hi!" I answered then continued to soap down my body.
	As I rinsed off the soap I could hear the toilet flush 
and saw the form of my Uncle pulling something up from the 
floor which at first I thought was his pants. But when I saw 
him fiddling with the white form in his hands I realized it 
was a diaper he was pinning up. Even though I was dying to 
see I did not want to be too forward about it so I keep 
washing even when I was really done showering. I continued 
to watch until my Uncle fixed up his pants.
	"So long partner!" he called out to me as he headed for 
the door. "Better hurry, breakfast is getting cold, we got 
waffles this morning!"
	I called back, "I'm about done... Be out there soon."
	Uncle Joe shut the door behind him.
	My Uncle Joe was still wearing diapers! I just couldn't 
get over that fact. At age 10 anyone over the age of 20 
seems old. I had no idea how old Joe was but I was sure he 
was more the 20. Actually more like 30. And he still wears a 
diaper!
	"Yes!" I said out loud as I turned off the water and 
began to dry myself.
	I made my way back to my room only to find Uncle Joe 
sitting on my bed. He had the changing mat laid out and a 
diaper with all the lotions nearby. I closed the door behind 
me. I could feel him looking me over. I was still naked.
	"Beautiful boy!" he commented then motioned for me to 
get up on mat which he laid out on the bed.
	Mom usually would come in to diaper me in the morning. 
But it was nice to have Uncle Joe doing it.
	While he was rubbing in the lotions, which was really 
baby oil mixed with some powder I asked him about his 
diaper.
	"Do you still wear a diaper, Uncle Joe?" I asked.
	"Why do you ask?" he did not seem to be too surprised 
I'd ask such a question.
	"I really wasn't spying but I did see you in the 
bathroom," I pointed out.
	"Of course, the frosted glass shower doors," He 
laughed. "So you saw me pinning them on, did you?"
	"Ya! But I did not mean to look." I said slowly.
	"I know... It's alright. I see yours you see mine... 
Fair enough!" Uncle Joe just finished my diaper. He gave me 
a couple of pats on my diaper before helping me to the bed's 
edge where we sat side by side.
	"About yesterday, Jay.. I was out of line when I did 
some things and I want you to know I am sorry for getting so 
personal. I am sorry!
	"I don't understand, Joe, what did you do?"
	"Well, I am referring to the touching and kissing. 
Don't know what came over me, I am sorry, little sweetheart, 
I really am." Uncle Joe seemed a little sad.
	"Oh, that... I didn't mind. Really it is ok." I 
couldn't think what was so bad about showing me love that he 
had to say he was sorry.
	"Well, boy... I am just as sorry as can be!"
	I was puzzled, I looked at him and said, "Why?--- I'm 
not!"
	"Did you remember when I came to bed last night?" He 
seemed to be staring off into space.
	"I guess I was too sleepy, I don't remember when you 
came to bed but I knew you were there." I told him.
	"Don't remember anything else, eh?" Uncle Joe looked at 
me and smiled. "That's Ok, partner!" he patted my diaper.
	"I... I checked to see if you wet yourself.. Thought I 
may have waken you up." Uncle Joe seemed to relax a little 
after he realized I did not remember anything.
	"What happened, Uncle Joe?" I asked.
	"Nothing... Well, nothing after anyway." He did not 
bother to explain other to say once again that he was sorry.
	My 10 year old mind was confused as to what he was 
saying so I just said, "That's ok!"
	"Well... It was a... A nice night. Thank you." Uncle 
Joe grinned.
	Uncle Joe handed me a T-shirt which I slipped on. Then 
we went to the kitchen where breakfast was waiting.
	Daddy had already left for work by time I got to the 
table so it was just me and mom and Joe.
	"When does school start, Jay?" Joe asked while taking 
another bite of waffle.
	"In only about three weeks!" Mom interrupted.
	"Only three weeks! Wow! Not much time, but enough," Joe 
said.
	"Enough for what?" I asked.
	"How would you like to spend a few days up at the 
lake?" Joe asked as he looked at me over a cup of coffee.
	"We just got back from the lake," I said.
	"And I understand you all had a great time, too!" Uncle 
Joe gave my foot a tap with his.
	Mom cut in. "Uncle Joe would like to get some fishing 
in and had asked if you would like to go with him."
	I came alive. The thought of getting two trips to the 
lake in one year was a big surprise. And besides, having 
Uncle Joe to myself so I could ask him about diapers. 
Perfect! "Sure I would!" I answered.
	"Well, Ok then... How about leaving tomorrow morning.. 
We get to use the boat and every thing." Joe seemed as happy 
as I was to get up there.
	"Just you and I?" I asked.
	"Well, I was thinking more like three of us!" Uncle Joe 
took a drink of his coffee.
	"Mom is going, too!" I tried to sound excited but 
really inside I was hoping just to have time alone with my 
favorite Uncle.
	"No, this is just for us boys... You and I and... Jimmy 
if his parents say he can." Uncle Joe put his coffee cup 
down waiting for my reactions.
	"Oh boy, can I call Jimmy and tell him?" I begged mom.
	"Yes you can call him... I have already called his mom 
and she said it would be up to his father so it is not a 
sure thing yet but I'd say you have a pretty good chance." 
Mom took some dishes off the table to the sink.
	"All right!" I cried out.
	While I ran for the telephone to call Jimmy, Joe told 
mom, "I think he wants to go!" then he laughed.

Part 18-- Going Back to the Lake

	Sure, I wanted to go! This would give me plenty of time 
to talk with Uncle Joe about when he was a diaper kid. I had 
mixed feelings about having Jimmy going with us. First I may 
not be able to talk to my Uncle about some other things kids 
like to do. Secondly, I was not completely sure that Jimmy 
would understand about having Uncle Joe wearing diapers. 
But, again, Jimmy had already surprised me by some things he 
would say and do.
	When I called Jimmy on the phone he had just talked 
with his father. "Daddy said I could go with you and your 
Uncle." Of course I was delighted to hear that but I 
wondered how I could prepare him for the big news.
	How could I tell Jimmy that my Uncle has this thing 
about boys in diapers? Maybe it would be best if I just kept 
quiet and let him find out on his own.
	"Mom, Jimmy said he could go. Can I go over to his 
house now?" I asked.
	"You will be with him the best part of the week, why 
would you want to go over today?" She asked me.
	I am sure mom knew boys don't need any reason at all to 
go to each others' houses. It is just what boys like to do.
	"Well, I want to help him pack," I answered.
	"I think his mom will help him pack. I want you to do 
something for me first, then you can go." Whenever mom wants 
me to do something before I can do something means I can't 
do what I want right now but maybe later. The last time this 
happened she wanted me to clean up the basement. "Gee whiz, 
what has she for me to do that is so important?" I thought.
	Uncle Joe had overheard about us boys packing up for 
the trip. "Don't need too take much of anything, buddy boy. 
I will take care of it for the two of you, just get your 
fishing gear together and make sure you both have lots of 
diapers because we will not be doing any washing up at the 
lake. I will take care of the rest."
	"I will wash some things this morning so be sure all 
your dirty diapers are by the washing machine and I will get 
them ready for you. I just bought a new package of safety 
pins. I had put the package on your dresser. Oh, and you 
will find a couple packages of new rubber panties, your 
older ones have the legs stretched too much," Mom instructed 
me.
	"What you want me to do, Mom?" I asked hoping it would 
not take all morning.
	"I would like you to mow the back yard before you go. 
You did a nice job out in front but never finished the 
backyard," she told me.
	"Ok, Mom! Can I do it in my diaper, it is so hot 
outside right now?" I asked.
	"Just stay in the backyard." She answered.
	Pushing my luck I asked, "Can I take off these hot 
rubber panties?" I used my eyes to beg.
	"Is your diaper still clean?" She asked.
	"Yes!" I grinned.
	Uncle Joe confirmed that he was the one who just put it 
on me before coming to the kitchen. Then he added, "He's 
well-covered."
	"OK -- But stay in the back yard," she repeated.
	I wiggled out of the rubber pants leaving only a thin 
cloth diaper pinned high on my hips. It felt good to get out 
of those rubber pants as I was starting to sweat in them.
	Uncle Joe came out with me. He sat on the patio 
drinking lemonade while watching me mow the yard. We had one 
of those hand push reel mowers so it took a lot of muscle to 
keep it going sometimes. Uncle Joe would make some comments 
once in a while till I got in a spot where I could not make 
it go, then he came out and helped me.
	I had the feeling Uncle Joe was more interested in 
watching my diapers then he was in helping me. But that's 
Ok. His interest in me and my diapers gave me some self-
esteem.
	I finally finished the backyard. Uncle Joe said he 
would drive me over to Jimmy's house. I told him it was not 
far away, but he said he thought it best if he took me 
because my diaper gapped a little and he did not wish I 
would walk over. I looked down to see where the gap was and 
sure enough there was a one inch gap between my legs. I told 
him he could re fasten it but he just laughed and told me it 
would be alright because it provided more air space for me.
	Uncle Joe and I drove off in his car before Mom could 
stop us.
	"That boy... no, that brother of mine, he should know 
better." Mom stood holding my new red shorts she had wanted 
me to put over the diapers.
	When arriving at Jimmy's house I ran to the front porch 
and rang the bell. Mrs. Grove almost jerked my arm off as 
she pulled me into the front door.
	"Your mother just called warning me you were coming 
without being dressed." She was not upset. She even laughed 
after I was in the house.
	Uncle Joe drove off. He told me he would come back soon 
and pick me up. He wanted to go to the store and pick up 
some things for our trip.
	Jimmy came down from his room to greet me in the living 
room. He was dressed in shorts and t-shirt. He never hid the 
fact he was in a diaper because much of it hung over the 
waistband and out the legs of his shorts. Suddenly I got an 
embarrassed feeling for being in such a flimsy diaper with 
gaps.
	We went up to his bedroom. I sat on the edge of his bed 
swinging my legs back and forth. Jimmy was on the floor 
looking up at me as we talked.
	He had an old army duffle bag packed with the 
essentials, things like diapers, pins, rubber panties, and a 
few other things. I happened to see a teddy bear's arm 
sticking out between a few diapers. I asked him about it. At 
first he seemed embarrassed but then he pulled it out for me 
to see.
	"His name is "I-P"! he grinned.
	"I Pee?" I questioned not knowing to laugh or what.
	"No, I-P, not like pee-pee!" We both busted in to 
laughter.
	Then he explained. "When I was wetting the bed my dad 
got him for me. He was suppose to warn me to go potty but I 
could never do it so I peed the bed.
	"So Dad said it was not my fault but I-P's fault for 
not telling I had to go." He explained.
	"Really?" I giggled.
	"Yes, it was supposed to make me feel better about 
myself, not being my fault and all. We called him "I P 
Freely! and put a diaper on him. See!" he pointed to the 
small diaper the bear was wearing with pins and all.
	Do you think your Uncle would make fun of me for bring 
I P along?" he asked.
	"No... No!" I shook my head hoping Uncle Joe would 
understand.
	After a half hour Mrs. Grove called from downstairs 
that my Uncle was here. We started down the stairs but he 
was coming up. I introduced Jimmy to Uncle Joe.
	I could not help but notice Uncle Joe was looking at 
Jimmy's diaper showing above his shorts.
	Uncle Joe spoke to Jimmy, "Notice you have diapers on, 
Jimmy. It pleases me your not ashamed to wear them. I fully 
approve for boys to wear diapers."
	I had a feeling he wanted to say more but held his 
peace. He had spotted the diapered bear sitting on the edge 
of the bed. I could see a slight grin cover his face.
	"Uncle Joe, that is Jimmy's diaper bear, it has a 
diaper on, too." I remarked then wondered if I should have 
left the asking up to Jimmy himself.
	Joe picked the bear up and examined its diaper. "Nice 
job, like a real diaper." He grinned.
	"Would you...let me...take it to the lakes?" Jimmy 
stuttered.
	"What's his name?" Uncle Joe tenderly asked.
	"I call him Happy because he is always smiling," Jimmy 
answered. I took a double look at Jimmy because just a while 
ago he told me he called it I-P.
	Speaking to the bear Uncle Joe said, "Well, Happy, 
would you like to go to the lake with the boys?"
	I spoke up and answered for the bear, "He would love to 
go, Uncle Joe, he likes his diaper, too!" I giggled.
	"I think he would like to go with me, he gets lonesome 
if he has to stay!" Jimmy was almost pleading.
	"That's good enough for me, if Happy loves his diaper 
he qualifies to go with us," Uncle Joe reached out toward 
Jimmy giving him a hug around the neck drawing him in close.
	Jimmy looked at me, not knowing what to say or do. Not 
many men have given him a hug like that. I could see Jimmy 
was a little uncomfortable being squeezed so close to this 
Uncle of mine. He made a face showing as if he were being 
strangled.
	"You planning to take that duffle bag, son?" Joe asked 
looking over the big bag stuffed with things.
	"Ya, thought so, it is mostly diapers and things," 
Jimmy said.
	"It's the 'things' that take up space," Joe answered. 
"take the diapers but I have all the other things we'll 
need... Oh, take Happy, you may need him."
	"His real name is I-P," Jimmy hugged the bear to 
himself.
	"Ya, I thought so... I-P helps you from wetting the 
bed, ugh?" Uncle Joe smiled at him.
	"How you know that?" Jimmy was amazed.
	"I had a teddy bear with diapers, too. He got blamed 
when ever I came up wet. Lot's of boys had one. I called 
mine, 'Sir P Bear'."
	"I didn't know that, Uncle Joe," I said.
	"I know you don't have one. I looked your room over and 
I think you should have some kind of friend to blame. I got 
you something. You can take it to the Lake." Uncle Joe 
grinned at me.
	"When we going to leave in the morning?" I asked.
	"I will get you boys up... Jimmy, you're going to sleep 
over with Jay tonight so lets get going," he told us.
	After saying goodbye to Jimmy's mother we drove off for 
our house. Jimmy seemed more exhilarated then I had known 
him up to this time. I asked him why he was so happy and he 
just grinned at me saying, "Don't you know?"
	"I'm really glad we get to go up to the lake again, is 
that how you feel, too?" I asked.
	"You bet... going to the lake is going to be a lot of 
fun, but that's not all. We get to wear diapers all the 
time, your Uncle said so." Jimmy had a new sparkle in his 
eye.
	We both went to bed early so we could get up early in 
the morning when Uncle Joe would come and get us.
	The lights were turned out. We both were left alone in 
the dark of the room.
	Jimmy turned on his side facing me. "I like the way 
your Uncle put on our diapers. Don't you think wearing 
diapers is a lot of fun, Jay?"
	"You really like to wear diapers, don't you, Jimmy?" I 
smiled knowingly.
	"Ya... I know you do, too. I can see it in your eyes 
while you feel over it!" He looked down at my diaper. "I 
like seeing you in diapers, too!"
	Jimmy ran a hand over my diaper letting it slid slowly 
up to my chest. I just lay still while he ran his hand over 
my face. I got this creepy feeling when he said, "I ... I 
... like you a lot, Jay... You're my very best friend."
	When he said that I knew, somehow, that he meant more 
then just 'liking' being friends.
	I continued to have this creepy feeling even after I 
realized he had fallen asleep next to me. Not some feeling 
like 'bad'... More like wanting to do more or say more. I 
knew it was more the just liking someone, it was more then 
that.
	I did not think too much of it at the time but before 
the Summer was over I would come to understand more about my 
friend Jimmy and my feelings towards him.

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