Just
laying in bed today enjoying a quiet day with no one around. I’m wearing a
slightly soiled disposable diaper and reliving some of my childhood diaper
adventures. I guess I’ve always been interested in diaper activities. But I didn’t
actively experiment with diapers until I was six or seven years old. I tried
the usual homemade diapers, using towels to wet and poop on. I also had access
to my younger brother’s old diapers which I could fold to fit me. However, many
of my diaper adventures involved my two cousins, Jimmy and Johnny. The cousins
were around my age and lived nearby. We literally lived in each other’s homes.
We often watched each other go potty, often saw each other in our underwear or
naked, and also slept together when our parents got together for a night out.
We even built a little hideout in the woods behind my folks place where we
could hang out by ourselves. In our hideout we learned about our mutual
interest in diaper activities and also learned to explore each other’s young
bodies. One of those times was described in a story “The
Cousins and I”, which I think Deeker has archived in his story site.
But
what I’m mostly thinking about today is a “cumming of age” experience I had with
my cousin Johnny. At the time I was almost thirteen and Johnny was fourteen. I
was spending the night at Johnnie’s house. His parents and my folks had gone
out for the night and left Jimmy and my brother with a babysitter at my house.
I guess our parents figured Johnny and I were old enough to stay by ourselves.
It was a hot summer night and we were stripped down to our jockey underpants
and long cotton night shirts that stretched to our knees. We were laying on a
couple of old blankets and stretched out on the floor of Johnnie’s room
watching TV. Johnny was sort of squirming around like he had to go potty. He
was holding his crotch with his hands cupped over his undies. This wasn’t
really unusual for Johnny, because both he and I had wet our underwear in front
of each other on several occasions. I started to pay attention to Johnny and
hoped to see him wet himself. Pretty soon He started to bear down and “grunt”.
His night shirt had slipped up and I could see his underwear. I suddenly saw
the front of his undies darken as he started to pee. I could also see his
jockeys bulge out between his spread legs. I could only guess that he had also
pushed out a big BM. The wet pee stain spread out over his underpants and down
between his legs. Fortunately, the floor in Johnnie’s bedroom is hardwood, or
we would have had a real mess on our hands. Johnny continued to expel pee and
poop into his pants for a bit then slowly quit. But not after I got a good
look. I also achieved a very hard erection. My jockeys were still intact except
for a big tent covering my boner. We both giggled at Johnnie’s messy bulging
loaded underpants. I don’t think Johnny was embarrassed at all. In fact I
noticed that he also sported a big erection in his soggy pants. Pretty soon
Johnny slipped down his soiled undies. I could surely confirm that Johnnie’s
erection was “outstanding. Johnny started to rub his penis up and down. Shortly
he got a euphoric look on his face and a jet of white stuff shot from his cock
and landed on his belly. That was the first time I had seen anyone masturbate
and I was excited beyond belief. I had a tingling in my groin and belly. Johnny
rolled over toward me and watched as I rubbed my stiffy like he had done. I
finally achieved a dry orgasm. It felt really good. Though I wouldn’t shoot a
stream of cum like Johnnie’s for another six months. A little later that
evening I also wet my shorts as Johnny watched. We savored the aroma and
feeling of our wet underwear (and in Johnnie’s case) poopy undies for a while.
Afterward we cleaned up and put on our homemade diapers for some fun in bed.
But that’s another story. And besides now I need to change my very wet and
messy diaper.