Name: Diaper-Pete
Ages: 13, 14, 15
Current Age: 15

I was potty trained around 6, but somehow continued liking to see other 
kids wearing diapers, although I at first never missed the diapers 
myself.

At the age of 13 I started getting into puberty, And I for some reason 
started going to the diaper aisle when in the stores, and I liked to 
look at the various brands of diapers and started dreaming about 
wearing them again some day, but it remained a dream, and instead I 
started visiting diaper sites like this.

My best friend is Tom. We are the same age and are in the same class. 
We have been around since we were small kids, and we have very much fun 
together. We also slept over by each other, until Tom suddenly stopped 
inviting me and turned down my invitations for him to sleep over at my 
place. I was very unhappy about this, because we always enjoyed those 
sleepovers very much. We never did any real dirty things, but... I 
asked Tom why he turned down my invitations, but he only answered it 
didn't fit in.

Last summer when we were both 14 my parents had to go away for some 
days and because it was a business trip I unfortunately couldn't go 
with them. Mom had talked with Tom's mom and she invited me to stay 
with them. I was very happy, but Tom didn't at all seem to like it. 
When going to bed the first evening Tom said I could use the bathroom 
first and he would go afterwards. I was a bit surprised, because 
earlier we had always been at the bathroom together, but I assumed he 
wanted some privacy. Tom was ready when I got back to his room, but I 
was surprised to find him wearing a sweatpant; previously we both slept 
in boxer briefs.

After getting into bed we for fun started fighting and wrestling, and I 
by accident ended up pulling down Tom's sweatpants. To my surprise I 
saw him wearing a diaper. Tom was totally humiliated and started 
crying. He told he had become a bedwetter when getting into puberty. He 
would probably outgrow it, but in the meantime he had to wear diapers 
to bed. That was why he had stopped inviting me over and turned down my 
invitations, and he admitted becoming horrified when his mom had 
invited me to stay over. I hugged him and told he was my best friend 
and I promised never ever to tell anybody about it.

I started asking him about the diapers, and he admitted he had started 
liking them, at least it was very much better than waking up in a wet 
bed. My heart made a big jump when Tom asked if I wanted to try one. As 
I had never diapered myself he had to help me doing it, and I became 
very excited. I liked the feeling of wearing diapers, they felt warm, 
soft and comfy, and I felt like a little kid again. Soon we both fell 
asleep.

When waking up the next morning I immediately recognized that nice 
feeling of the diapers, but they felt more bulky than I actually was 
aware of last night. Tom said good morning and asked if I had wet. I 
said i of course had not. Suddenly I felt tom's hand into the front of 
my diaper and he laughingly said that I then obviously had at least one 
very wet dream. I put my own hand into the diaper and noticed to my 
great surprise that they seemed soaked. No doubt I had wet during the 
night. This was totally unexpected. We had drunk some coke the night 
before but I usually have a good control and had not wet the bed for 
about 5 or 6 years. Tom noticed my concern but comforted me and said 
that because of the diapers no harm was done. When getting out of bed a 
little later I noticed that my diaper looked just as wet as Tom's, so 
we just pulled them off and went for a shower. This time we had no 
secrets any longer and went to the bathroom together.

The next night Tom didn't even ask, he just gave me a diaper and said 
you seem to need this. I nodded and tried to put it on, but still 
needed some help. During the night I woke up having to pee, but as I 
was on the inside of Tom and didn't want to wake him up by crawling 
over him I peed in the diaper. It felt so good, and I now knew I really 
liked diapers and wanted to start wearing them myself but knew that 
tomorrow my parents would be back, so then again boxer-briefs would 
become my pyjama-pants.

I woke up by feeling Tom putting his hand into my soaked diaper, and I 
put my hand into his and notice he was very wet. I felt he had an 
erection, and he probably also felt that I had one. Tom hugged me and 
said he was glad I also was a bedwetter. I told him I was not, it was 
probably the knowledge of wearing diapers which had made me wet.

Upon going to bed at home again I really missed the diapers, and I 
started wondering I have should be able to get my own ones. It took 
some time to fall asleep that first evening, but when finally in my 
sleep I was dreaming about diapers. You can probably guess what 
happened; when I woke up the next morning I had wet the bed. 
Fortunately mom was cool about it and regarded it as a single accident. 
She even didn't say anything when it happened some days later, but when 
it happened a 3rd time within less than 2 weeks she said perhaps you 
better start wearing some protection during night. I screamed, "yes" 
within myself, but pretended being sad and embarrassed.

A few days later I took the final step; I totally soaked my bed on 
purpose. I actually was embarrassed of having done it deliberately, but 
at the same time I hoped it would have some effect. I was not 
disappointed. When coming home from school that very day I found a pack 
of Attends in my room. I was so happy and excited, but pretended being 
humiliated. After that I have worn diapers to bed every night. I have 
become so used to them that I now quite often wet during my sleep 
without noticing. I some times but them on quite early in the evening, 
then it happens that I wet when chatting or playing on my computer. Tom 
of course like that I now also wear diapers to bed, we often stay over 
with each other. I think that my parents know that I like the diapers, 
they have often seen me in just a diaper and t-shirt in the evenings or 
on weekend or non-school mornings. They say nothing, except some times 
in the morning when they think it is time to change out of the wet 
diapers.

I also some time wet my pants, so about 1-2 times a month. Some times 
it is real accidents, but often I am too busy doing things to go home 
or behind some trees to pee. Tom also pees his pants, but that is more 
seldom, about 4-5 times a year. We consider starting wearing diapers 
when being at concerts, movies, watching sports-games etc. that must be 
more convenient than running for the rest room and miss some great 
happenings.

Diapers are cool!

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