Babysitting

Summary: Babysitting, an introduction to diaper discipline.

I babysit a dude older than myself and he is not put into diapers 
because of a physical problem and he does not wear diapers all the 
time. He wears them only when he is being punished, that's it.

He is 16 and I am 14 and no he is not mentally challenged, at least not 
schoolwise as he makes good grades and has never been held back or 
anything like that. Sometimes, though, he acts more than stupid, very 
immature like. In fact that is how I met his parents and my gig began.

This happened over the summer when I was outside as was he was being 
mean to some kids younger than me. I went over and got their ball and 
threw it back to them then turned around and told him off. I was mad 
and telling him he was nothing but an oversized baby and if I was his 
dad I would bare his ass and put him over my knee and give him a 
spanking to remember and then I would put him in diapers for the day, 
because anyone that acted like that was a baby and ought to be treated 
like one. Anyway, his mom and dad had been on their way out to get the 
ball, they had seen and heard it all from the beginning, so his dad 
came over and grabbed him by the arm while telling us we needed to get 
in the house. I didn't know his parents but I knew I was in clear so I 
followed.

It was funny. I mean, he was begging and pleading and all kinds of 
babyish stuff before we even got through the front door, and once his 
mom closed the door behind us he really got really scared and nervous 
and was running at the mouth. His dad was like, �I can't believe you 
acted like that! How old are you anyway? ... Sixteen years ... or 
sixteen months?!� He stammered out something lame but his dad ignored 
him and told him he had better get his clothes off and get them off 
now. Talk about a dude turning all red. Betcha he was past red. It was 
funny, though, watching him beg with his mom and dad and use words like 
�momma� and �daddy� as he undressed, and he was like tripping, he was 
so nervous when taking his pants off. Once in his underwear he just 
stood there, almost in tears, so his dad came closer and with one hand 
grabbed him and with the other slid his undies off. So he was standing 
there stark naked, his dick and balls hanging, and you know I was 
staring. So was his mom. I mean the dude is normal, so hair and size, 
and whoa, was he embarrassed.

His dad made him face me and told him to tell me what happens to him 
when he acts up. He was crying a little now and not answering and 
covering up with his free hand so his dad told me that in this house he 
wants to act like a baby, he is damn well treated like one. Then looked 
at his son and said, �Isn't that right?� He was beyond words and he 
sniffled and whined when his dad went on and loudly explained that he 
has diapers for times like this and for the rest of the day he would be 
in them, and in the meantime he had better move his hand. When he 
didn't his dad just looked at me and then him and said, �You know, you 
are right; he does need a spanking.�

He went to scream and protest but his dad put him over his knee before 
he could really get going and began to spank him. Not sure how with 
just his hand he got the dude that red but by the time he was done his 
butt was bright and he was crying and kicking and acting just like a 
baby. Exactly like a baby.

His dad finally let him up and he was jumping all over and rubbing and 
his dick is flopping and his balls bouncing and he is saying he is 
sorry and all that kind of stuff. I was so spelled that at first I 
couldn't understand why he suddenly started crying more and acting all 
shaky; then I put it together. His mom had left the room and was now 
back and she was carrying a diaper bag and he was looking at it and it 
was making him a mess. She acted all stern and told him to stop that 
and get over here and then she got out this blanket and it has little 
bears and all kinds of baby stuff on it and is that sickening soft blue 
and laid it on the floor.

I thought I was past shocked until he got down on the floor and lay on 
the blanket. I know I was in shock when his mom got out this diaper, 
big and white, and all calm like told him to lift and while really sad-
looking he lifted his legs all the way back and spread them. She then 
got out this powder and put it all over him then pulled the diaper 
together, pinning it on both sides with these huge safety pins. Next, 
she pulled out this plastic pull-up with all sorts of prints and put 
that on over the diaper and she sure was all happy when done and she 
made him stand up. The dude looked like a baby. I mean for real. The 
diaper and pull-up and his sad face. It all screamed �baby�.

What's weird though, once in the diaper he kind of calmed down. Not to 
say he went all happy like people here say happens but most of the 
dramatics left. He did until his dad looked at me all strange like, 
like I had passed some test, and started talking to me. Telling me that 
they had been looking for a young man just like me to babysit their son 
from time to time and would I be interested. Forget shocked, I was 
stunned and I guess because I was I seemed all cool so his dad hurried 
on to tell me that when I was babysitting I would have complete control 
and their permission to spank and or diaper the dude as I saw fit. 
Would I be interested. I said yes and their son started to act up until 
his mom asked him if he needed a nap, it was like one in the afternoon. 
He just went totally quiet before letting out with this giant sob when 
I said he sure needs one, no doubt about that!

His mom smiled and said she agreed and had me follow her as we led him 
to his room to be laid down for a nap and along the way she kept asking 
him if he needed to go pee-pee first and he was whining no and saying I 
don't want to take a nap over and over and over. We got to his room and 
she laid him on his covers and kissed his forehead and told him to 
close his eyes and take a nap and added he had better not get up 
without permission, or else, then closed the curtains and turned off 
the light.

Back in the living room we talked for about a half hour and made plans 
for me to babysit Saturday night. I also asked what happens if he 
needed to go and I was told that he had a diaper on so there was no 
need for him to ask, if he needed to go he could go in his diaper and 
he would be changed later.

I left soon after that, ready for Saturday night to get here and full 
of ideas I couldn't wait to try out if I was brave enough to ask. And I 
was sure if I was brave enough to ask, permission would be granted.

That was my first experience with diaper discipline. If you want, I 
will tell of what has happened since.