Name: Big Baby Andy Ages: 5, 9, 10, 11, 12 My brother Andy was difficult from the start. By age 4 he still wasn't completely potty trained. He could stay dry during the day maybe two or three days a week, and NEVER at night. Our father was terminally ill and died when Andy was 4 1/2 and my mom was 5 months pregnant with our little sister. Mom had to give up potty training Andy and take on two full time jobs. Our older brother Michael was in charge of Jacob, me, Andy, and Kayla (when she was born.)As it was up to a teenager to watch three children, Jacob never got the attention and training he really needed. By the time he was nine, mom had completely given up and decided that it was time for him to learn his lesson, by going back into diapers full time. Now Jacob is 12, 4 feet tall (yes, small for his age), and in diapers around the clock. Jacob, me, and Andy all share a room and every day we have a schedule. Jacob and I get up and go over to Andy's bed and wake him up by checking his diapers. Lately his little pee-pee has been getting hard and swollen at night, so sometimes we wake him up by playing with it. Either way, we wake him up and if he needs a changing, we'll give it to him, if it's not too bad, we just change it when we get back from school. We find a shirt for him to wear and after we're ready, we'll take him across the street to his home school teacher's house, where he stays until 1:00 when Jacob gets home from school. I get in at about 2:45 and then our fun begins. If Andy hasn't been changed yet, which he usually hasn't been, we make him crawl over to as and say, "Jessi, Jacob, I did a wee-wee in my diapee." and then we say, "Did you go poopy too?" and he usually says yes and we take him into the bathroom and lock the door. Andy lies down and we take off his soaked disposable diaper, and clean him off with wipes. Then we rub baby oil into his bottom and between his legs and onto his hairless balls and his stiff little rod. We rub it in until it looks like he's gonna explode, and then we stop and wait a few minutes. Then we make him masturbate. It is just so funny and cute to see him sit up and take his little three inch (at BIGGEST!) boner in his hand and start to rub it furiously. He gets this look of pure ecstasy on his face and his hips and little bottom start to rise off the ground as he orgasms. Sometimes after he's finished, we'll clean him off and make him sit on his potty chair in the living room and give him lots of fluids. It's really funny watching him make wee-wee's in the clear plastic potty. He looks so cute with his little white bottom sitting in front of the TV. Sometimes though, if he's not being watched properly, he'll start to play with his pee-pee and if that happens Jacob and I are allowed to spank him with the paddle, because he knows he's not supposed to touch himself down there if he doesn't have permission. We spank him until his little bottom is red and he's crying like a baby. Then we take him to his room and tie his hands to the bed, so he can't touch himself for the rest of the day. We feed him lots of water and food, and give him a laxative so we're sure he'll go poopy and then tell him if he doesn't hold it in until morning, he'll be punished. We go in after about an hour or two and he's struggling to hold it in, and it's so funny to watch him explode into his diaper and then cry because he knows he's in for it when morning roll's around. I'll write more about a typical weekend with Andy later.