Don’t Drink if You Can’t Handle It It was late November 1978 and I was staying over my best friend Kenny’s house for the weekend. His parents along with his little brother and big sister were visiting relatives in New Jersey and Kenny and I had the house to ourselves. I was 15 at the time and Kenny was 14. It was Friday night and Kenny and I had raided his father’s liquor cabinet and drank between us about 1 pint of Jack Daniels. We had both not eaten or forgot to eat and quickly became intoxicated. We were very drunk by 9pm and watching TV. Kenny and I had both passed out on the couch in his living room. I awoke with a need to relieve myself and went to the bathroom upstairs. As I sat on the throne I noticed in a linen closet across from me. In the linen closet I noticed 2 boxes of disposable youth diapers size medium. They had no brand name on them. They were for waists up to 34 inches. I wondered for a moment who they could be for. Then I realized Kenny had a 10-year-old brother with bedwetting issues and they must be for him. I looked in the garbage can in his bathroom and sure enough I found one well used diaper. It was soaked to the core. I looked further into the closet and saw lots of cloth diapers, diaper pins, and a couple pair of plastic pants. My first thought was poor kid has to wear diapers. My second thought was, “lucky kid has to wear diapers!” I took 4 of the disposable diapers and 2 pair of plastic pants and brought them to Kenny’s bedroom. I went back downstairs and saw Kenny still passed out on the couch drunk as a skunk. I shook Kenny and he did not stir, I shook harder still he did not move. I picked Kenny up and carried him upstairs to his room and lay him on the bed. I removed Kenny’s sneakers then his socks and finally his pants and underwear. My intention was to put diapers and plastic pants on him. I surveyed the situation and thought about how I was going to get the diapers under his fanny. I rolled Kenny over onto his stomach and opened and spread the diapers out on the bed. I rolled Kenny back over onto his back on top of the diapers…perfect. I pulled the diapers up in between Kenny’s legs and remembered it would be a good idea to use baby powder. I went back to the bathroom and grabbed the baby powder and returned to Kenny. I sprinkled the baby powder generously between Kenny’s legs and private area and into the diaper. Then I fastened the tapes on the diapers. I used 2 diapers for the ultimate thickness. The diapers resembled the old style Pampers before they had leg gathers and waist gathers. They were like the flat variety. Now the hard part, the plastic pants. I put Kenny’s feet in the leg holes of the plastic pants and worked them up his body and carefully worked the pants over his bulky diapers and over his butt. I could not believe how much like a 3 year old Kenny looked. My heart was pounding with arousal as was my dick. I then put 2 diapers and plastic pants on myself. I lay next to Kenny and began to rub his privates gently. I could feel his dick swell as I rubbed. He was still passed out like a rock. I fell asleep for a while and when I awoke it was after midnight. I saw that Kenny was not in the bed next to me and wondered where he could be. I opened the bedroom door and noticed the light in the bathroom was on. I walked quietly to the bathroom and peered inside. I saw Kenny on his knees throwing up in the toilet. He was still wearing diapers and plastic pants and I figured he wasn’t even aware he was wearing them. I watched as he heaved. As he was heaving I heard the distinct sound of crackling poop. As Kenny threw up he lost all control over his bodily functions. I could hear the poop filling the seat of his diapers. I heard the small tell tale farts as he pooped. The poop continued to crackle for about 30 seconds. Kenny was unaware he had pooped and peed in his diapers, or that he was wearing diapers for that matter. When he was thru he just wanted to back to bed. I helped him as he staggered and waddled like a duck in his diapers. I got him back in bed and he quickly passed out once again. I was aroused and my cock pulsed with excitement. I reached over to Kenny who was lying on his stomach and pushed the palm of my hand into the seat of his diapers. I felt the mushy load squish under the pressure. Kenny’s room was really stinking from his poopy diapers. I wanted to poop and pee in my diapers but I was nervous. Kenny was so drunk he didn’t even realize that I had diapered him much less he had pooped and peed in his diapers. If I pooped and fell asleep and he awoke in the morning what would he think? What would I say? How would I explain the diapers and the poop. I formulated a plan, I would tell Kenny he was so drunk and he insisted that we both wear diapers so we wouldn’t soil his bed. Or….I could clean up myself and leave Kenny in his mess and let him explain to me why he was wearing diapers and pooping and peeing in them. I did not give much more thought and I got out of bed and stood next to the bed and looked at my reflection in a full length mirror. I watched as I squat down and my face got deep red and I grunted a little and my sphincter exploded with a huge load of warm, soft mush poop. I pushed all I had into my diapers and plastic pants. I walked about 3 steps, stopped and let out a flood of pee. I smeared my poop on my butt cheeks and pushed it between my legs. I rubbed poopy up and down the shaft of my cock like body lotion. I squeezed my thighs together and felt the poop rush over my balls and dick. I felt the warm urine as it trickled softly into my diapers. I lay back in bed and began to fondle Kenny’s poopy bulge doing much the same to him as I had done to myself. The room was filled with our stench. It was a combination of poopy, pee pee, and baby powder. I pushed the poopy up and down the length of Kenny’s hard cock. I buried my face into Kenny’s stinky crotch and began to masturbate myself. I masturbated about 6 or 7 times the rest of the night with my nose planted in Kenny’s crotch. I did manage to make Kenny have an orgasm as well as myself. END OF PART ONE Tighe