THE SUMMER WITH JIMMY ===================== 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. ------------------------------------------------------------ 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. Part 19 next