IT WAS ONLY MINUTES (Cot’d)

Both Joshua and I enjoyed having our friends stay over because by now we wanted more independence from our parents and more interaction with kids our own age. We always had to be somewhat careful in whom we invited due to our mutual problem of bed wetting. As mentioned, Josh dried up in high school with myself following some years later, in high school but nearly to the day of graduation from 12^th grade. Perhaps a better way to state the facts is I could count on some dry nights but I still had more than my share of nights when a diaper saved my bed from being totally soaked.

Jeffery’s house was just down the street from ours. His dad was a judge in town and his mom did a lot of volunteer work at the hospital and so she knew our parents, especially our mom. Jeffery had two sisters, one who was in college and another out of college, married and living in a different state. Jeffery was the baby of the family and also the only bed wetter in his family. Josh and I liked Jeffery and only met his sisters when they were home around the holidays. Jeffery had a side to him that intrigued Josh and I and that would be his interest in stuffed animals, dolls, and things like that in his bedroom. He claims his sisters gave him their toys or stuffed animals to take care of when they were not at home. Josh and I each had a teddy bear or two during our childhood, however, we neither liked nor disliked them and never really took anything of that nature to bed with us.

The first time Jeffery stayed with us, his mom did put one of our diapers on him, making him cry. Once he found out that we too both wore a night diaper, things got a little easier but not by a whole lot. After Jeffery told us what had happened before his parents left our house, it was then that we told him about our problem and only then when he dried up his tears. He felt much better when he was able to take the diaper and plastic pants off while we were playing and while it was too early to go to bed.

During our dinner and play time, nothing more was mentioned about bed wetting or wearing diapers. The night was fun, we played games, watched some TV and talked about school and other kids in our class.

When it was time for bed, our mom approached Jeffery and told him that after his shower, she would help him into a diaper if he couldn’t manage by himself. This was embarrassing to Jeffery and we could tell he was quite uncomfortable with what our mother said, yet she knew how to fix things and make the situation much easier to deal with. She matter of fact said to Jeffery that as a physician, she has seen lots of people, babies, kids, adults and elderly people wearing diapers and there was nothing to be ashamed of. She further explained to Jeffery that in her line of work, she has also seen the male and female body and that there was absolutely nothing to be ashamed of.

Josh and I could sense that Jeffery wasn’t real comfortable with much of this and so Josh said he would take his shower first and get ready for bed. He took his shower, then went to his room and in a short time appeared in the game room in pjs and with a night diaper on. Jeffery asked if he had on a diaper and Josh pulled down his pj pants to show Jeffery that he did in fact have a diaper and plastic pants on under the pjs.

Jeffery took his shower next and then went into my bedroom with just his underpants on. He put his pj top on and I could hear my mom tell him to lie down on the double diaper and to pull the soaker pad over himself and that way he didn’t have to expose himself to her. Jeffery did so and we could hear him saying how much he hated wetting the bed. Our mom just told him the same things she told Joshua and I and that was in due time he would outgrow his bedwetting and nothing more would ever come of it. Once diapers were pinned on Jeffery, plastic pants were next and then he put his pj bottoms on and asked my mom if the diaper showed. She assured him that the diaper did not.

I took my shower and then went into Joshua’s room to put a night diaper on and my plastic pants. With my diaper on under my pjs, I went into my room where Jeffery was looking at some of the model airplanes and cars on a shelf. In a short while, our mom was back upstairs to give us each a kiss good night and then to tell us not to make a lot of noise and to go to sleep.

Joshua and I hugged each other and then he went to his room and I jumped into my bed and Jeffery followed. He told me it was weird wearing a diaper and I told him it didn’t bother me because I wore them every night and was accustomed to wearing them.

“Do you wet the bed every night?”

“Yes, but now and then a dry night comes along.”

“How long have you worn diapers?”

“From being a baby until now.”

“Does Joshua wet every night?”

“Well just about every night and so he wears diapers too.”

“My mom just has a plastic sheet on my bed, I don’t have to wear diapers at home.”

“Well mom has rubber sheets on our beds too, but we do have to wear diapers.”

“Do you have to take wet sheets off your bed to the laundry room?”

“Well yes if they get wet, but that isn’t too often.”

“What does your dad say about bedwetting?” Twenty questions, so many questions, lets talk about something else!

Jeffery’s stay over was a special night for both of us. We talked for a long time, slept fairly close to each other and by morning both he and I were wet. He asked me if I wet during the night and I told him that I did and then I enquired about his wet or dry status. He told me he wet and that the diaper felt better than being in a cold, wet bed. For some reason we cuddled and it was so strange. His warm body next to mine and the sweet smell of his clean body and his shiny black hair all seemed to awaken special senses in me. He squeezed himself next to me and his right arm and hand landed across the front of my diaper area. I rolled to my right side and we faced each other and then squeezed some more, this time hard enough that I could feel he had an erection through his diaper.

Both Joshua and I were not real versed in the business of erections but did understand it from our talks with our parents. Jeffery had an erection but didn’t understand much more of what was going on. Jeffery put my hand on his plastic pants and I felt his erection and told him that it was normal and that Joshua and I had the same thing happen to us on a few occasions.

We laid in bed talking for quite awhile cuddling up to each other. Both Jeffery and I were mystified with his erection and we would feel it through the diaper and plastic pants. While lying in bed, stretching, cuddling, and making small talk, Jeffery lets out a screech almost like a girl and then told me he was wetting again. As it turns out, Jeffery experienced a very first orgasm, neither of knowing for sure what had happened and further dumbfounded as to how we should handle the situation.

Jeffery started cooing some and then said it didn’t hurt, he didn’t wet too much, and now his penis wasn’t hard like it was before and that he wasn’t going to tell his mom or dad unless it happened again. As I laid next to him, my mind put bits and pieces together as well as I could and decided that Jeffery’s approach to the problem was okay because he seemed okay now and in fact hunger was taking over and so it was time to take off wet diapers, wash up and get some breakfast. We sort of ended the morning just before breakfast with a pact that we swore to being a secret between us at that particular time. However, this special night and morning did become the starting point of many more adventures.

Josh and I often cuddled with each other in either my bed or his. It all depended on who wet the most and if the bed got wet. Usually Josh ended up in my bed because he would wet a lot and his diaper would be soaked causing his bed to get wet.

When we did cuddle, it was more of brotherly love and we found security with each other sleeping close together. Kissing? Well that was a given in our house. We kissed our parents a lot and our parents always kissed us. Josh and I would kiss, only as a “goodnight kiss”.

Having Jeffery over many times resulted in something totally different. We did experiment and we did find the cuddling and petting through diapers or just our briefs to be a real arousal and comforting. Because of our ages, it didn’t take much to end up with wet briefs or diapers. It never bothered me if my diaper got wet but having my underwear get wet from excitement did. Jeffery understood this and so on some occasions if we were in my bedroom during the day, each of us would fold a diaper into our underpants.

By now, being about 14 years old, Joshua and I were desperate about finding ways to dry up at night. Following grandpa’s prostate surgery, he actually used some of our diapers when he got home from the hospital. Neither Josh nor I had any problems with that and it never entered our minds any further. Grandpa did tell us about an external condom device that a guy could wear that would keep the person dry and not require diapers or plastic pants. This information did catch our attention and so we asked dad about such things and he did tell us that there are condom catheters that guys wore on their penis which was attached to a urinary leg bag and this was used primarily by nursing homes and caregivers for elderly men or men that could not easily move about. Josh and I wanted to try them and so my dad said it wouldn’t do any harm but he also didn’t think it was going to work very well.

It was our mom that ended up getting the supplies that we needed. It was funny looking stuff to us but we wanted to try it. Just think, no diapers to wear at night and if we wet, the bed wouldn’t get wet.

Josh and I were each going to wear one and so we decided to sleep together that night. We slept in Josh’s bed and it was crazy putting the thing on. Dad came to the bedroom to see if we were doing okay and ended up attaching the hose to the catheter and then to the plastic bag that he had resting on the bed between Josh and I. We each had on one of the catheters that rolled onto our penis and sort of stuck there with some adhesive. Then the catheter was hooked up to a plastic hose that went to a plastic bag. That night we didn’t’ use any pjs and so both Josh and I had only the catheters on and plastic bags. It took some getting comfortable with this arrangement but we did fall asleep.

What a flood! Both Josh and I woke up when I wet and the tubing got kinked and the pee just ran out of the end of the catheter all over the sheets, soaking Josh, myself and not a drop in the bag. Josh didn’t wet but both he and I could tell this was some sort of cruel joke. Our parents could hear we were up in the middle of the night and so mother came to see what was going on. We told her what happened and she told us to get into my bed and that we would clean up Josh’s bed in the morning. She said she was afraid that this might happen, (the kinking of the tube and the bed getting wet).

Both Josh and I were mad as can be and we had a long talk with her at the breakfast table. We didn’t know how grandpa could even recommend such a device and all our mother could say is that it wasn’t his fault. She explained the system does work for males who don’t move around much, but for sleeping boys, rolling and tossing during the night, the external condom catheter just wasn’t a good idea.

Mother told us about a drug that we could try, spraying it into our nose before bed and for the most part it would work but it could also make raw sores on the inside of our nose and with open sores, it could also increase our risk for catching all sorts of colds. This we wanted to know more about and how it all worked. Dad also answered our questions about catheters that go inside the bladder and he told us that we should never ever want to try that or agree to a catheter unless it were medically necessary. He scared us somewhat and so the questions regarding the use of catheters that go into a person’s bladder never came up again.