Beck's Story

Summary: This story is basically about me and my adventures with 
diapers since I was about six years old.

I was born December 10, 1987 in Southern California. At the age of 2 I 
was started on a plan to start getting me potty trained. This program 
failed and the training was put off till I was three. My mother and 
father both decided it would be good to start gradually and work my way 
up to being fully potty trained. At first it was the claps for sitting 
on the toilet. But this was very rare. This potty training was done off 
and one till I was five. I went to kindergarten with diapers. The other 
kids laughed at me, but also respected me in a sort of strange way. 
They all wanted to watch when I got my diaper changed by Ms. Gloria or 
Ms. Stefan. I loved and cherished those days. After kindergarten my dad 
got a transfer to Miami, Florida. It was a new school with new people. 
I hated school. The kids made fun of me for wearing diapers, and I 
would come home crying to my dad. My dad would always cuddle me in a 
way that I loved. In the middle of my first grade year my brother was 
born, Rufus. After my aunt and uncles and my parents sharing so much 
attention to my brother I decided to show them I was ready and I was 
special. So I set out for the unknown, the thing I hadn't touched for 
over two years. The toilet. For the first time I went I ran and I 
flushed. I ran to tell my parents, and they all hugged me and kissed 
me. From that day on I would have frequent bedwetting accidents. After 
second grade my dad got transferred to Raleigh, North Carolina. No one 
knew me and my past so it was a clean slate for me. Though I still had 
frequent bedwetting accidents my parents decided to diaper me before 
bedtime. This is the first time I remember loving the feel of the oils 
and the powder, and the diaper up against my butt. My mother and father 
would do this so very carefully that I would sometimes fall asleep 
while they were doing it. I loved how the caressed me with their hands. 
And how they would rub my dick with the oils and powder. When I went 
into middle school I was still having accidents at bedtime and my 
parents were starting to let diaper myself. But as I hit puberty I 
would get an erection every time they would diaper me. Rufus was so 
young that he didn't get why he is older brother was still wearing 
diapers. In seventh grade I met a boy by the name of Bryce who shared 
my same interests with diapers. We became instant friends. I was 
slightly popular so people liked me, and whoever I usually liked they 
liked. One night Bryce asked me to sleep over. So I said yes. At about 
12 O'clock he asked me after I got myself diapered "can I try one?". I 
said yes and got out one from my bag. He then asked he was getting off 
the covers "can you put it on me?". I again said yes. While I pulled 
his pants down he grabbed my arms and started to make out with me. I 
soon got an erection. He asked if he could suck my dick and so I said 
yes already in this mood. I my erection grew and grew until I cummed 
for the first time. For about two hours we did about every sex move we 
could think of. It was the happiest day of my life. I'm now in the 
ninth grade and Bryce and me are still great friends. We now diaper 
each other and play baby games with each other. I'm 15, and I'm having 
the best days of my life.