Ricky
Ages: 14-17

Looking back, I've realized that I have had feelings for diapers and 
being babied for a long time. I took a little longer than usual to 
potty train, but once it was over, I never had many accidents. Just a 
few scattered bedwettings, with no consequences. When I was probably. 
8, I began looking around in women's magazines for pictures of baby 
diapers, wipes, etc. I never connected it to wanting to wear diapers, 
but I see now I did long to wear them. Looking at the ads always made 
me sprout an erection. I was also very drawn to diaper changes. I have 
two boy cousins younger than me, who I would see on occasion. One I 
remember in particular was one summer, when my cousin was probably 2 
1/2. He'd been swimming earlier, and had dirtied his swim diaper. My 
aunt decided to change his diaper right in the living room, where I was 
watching TV. Boy was that exciting. She took off the wet, poopy swim 
diaper, cleaned him up, and put a clean Huggies on him, while I watched 
out of the corner of my eye.

I went on looking at advertisements and diaper commercials off and on 
and never really thought much of it, until I was 14. For some reason, 
all of a sudden, I ran a Yahoo search for diapers. I visited a few 
diaper company sites, then came upon Goodnites.com. Then, I hit the 
jackpot- A Free Sample of Goodnites! I was so excited, and sent off 
immediately for them. It took a number of weeks, but finally, they came 
in the mail. By some miracle, it was on a Saturday, and I got them 
without anyone knowing. I stuffed the package in my pants, and flew 
upstairs to my room. Slamming the door, I tore off my flannel pajama 
pants and my bikini underwear, I ripped open the plastic and snatched a 
Goodnite. I examined it a little bit, smelled it, as I stood there 
naked and hard. Then, I slowly stepped into the Goodnite and pulled it 
up and into place. I felt all over, of course, examined the leak 
guards, then ran to the bathroom to look in the mirror. I'd never seen 
anything cooler than the bright white diaper covering me. I hid the 
remaining Goodnite, then pulled up my pajamas to cover my secret. I 
believe I wore the Goodnite for a couple hours that day, then hid it 
too.

For the next two months, when the mood hit, I'd pull out my diaper, 
slide 'er on, and wear it happily. Most of the time, I'd have to wear 
it under clothes, around my family. Now and then, I'd wear just my 
Goodnite to bed, but I could hardly sleep, it was so cool, and I was so 
aroused. I never dared to wear it to school, but when I was home alone, 
I'd put it on, and play around in just the Goodnite. I remember once 
(it was spring) and it was warmer out, I wore my Goodnite outside and 
ran around, rode my bike (I live in the country), etc. My favorite 
feelings were when my Goodnite was sweaty, and fit nice and snug around 
my privates. I liked to hear the light crinkling it made.

At last came the day to use my first diaper ever. I made up my mind 
that I was going to pee in it, then wear it around and enjoy it. The 
day I would be home alone, I began drinking plenty of water, starting 
at the end of school. I got home, ran up and put on my Goodnite, then 
went downstairs. After plenty of water drinkings, I started to struggle 
to hold all the liquid. I laid down on my bed, and kept trying to hold 
it in. Then all of a sudden, it was time. I positioned myself, and let 
loose, peeing all over in the Goodnite. I closed my eyes and just took 
everything in. The pee went into the front of the diaper a little, then 
over the front of my crotch, and down into the back of the Goodnite. 
And, it leaked out and onto my bed a good deal also. I laid on the bed 
for a good little while, squeezing the wet diaper, feeling inside the 
diaper, smelling the urine, and enjoying the warmth. And I had a very 
hard erection. Then, I shifted a little in bed, and my leakage touched 
my back. Uh-oh. I got up, got a couple towels, and soaked up the pee 
from the sheets the best I could, then pulled the comforter back over 
the sheets. That sort of ruined my fun. oh well. I gave myself a good 
admiring in the full length mirror, felt the diaper again, then jumped 
in the shower, soaked Goodnite and all. Got the warm water on, and let 
it run all over me. My Goodnite absorbed a ton of water, and soon 
tripled in size. It was a sort of fun experiment, but the diaper got 
really saggy, and sagged right off my little butt onto the tub floor. I 
got out of the shower, put on my usual bikini underwear, then did a 
little diaper dissection, checked it out real good, then put it in a 
plastic bag and hid it in the garbage. That was the end of Diaper 
Number One.

I actually forgot about my damp bedding until that night, when I got 
into bed and felt my underpants get wet and cold. Darn. well, I got a 
towel and laid on top of it that night. I covered it again the next 
day, then by the next night, it was dry (if not a little smelly). I let 
it go, and went on to wearing my second and last Goodnite around under 
my clothes. Then one day, I came home from school, and my mom was in my 
room with the sheets stripped off my bed, putting new sheets on like 
she did every couple weeks.

"Have you been sleeping okay, lately, Ricky? Any problems?"

"Uhh. no, I've been fine," I stammered as my heart raced.

"Alright then. I thought I smelled something on these sheets for a 
minute," she said, and held them up to me. I sniffed a little and 
clearly smelled the urine smell. I shrugged, and stepped back, and she 
continued taking off the sheets, and remaking the bed with clean 
sheets. I walked off, and I knew that she knew I had peed in my bed. 
but she didn't know about the Goodnites.

My close call was not enough to deter me from wearing my second 
Goodnite. I often came home from school, and put it on, wearing 
underwear and pants over the top of it. It wasn't long before I decided 
it was time to get some use from my last sample diaper. I waited again 
until I would be home alone for a few hours after school. I came home 
from school unearthed the Goodnite from under my bed and pulled it on 
snugly. I was already pretty full of liquids, and needing to pee and 
poop pretty soon. Two more cups of juice, and it was show time. I took 
a look in the mirror at my diapered state, went up to my room, laid a 
few towels on the bed, and laid down on top of them. I slowly began to 
let my pee go in my diaper, then let it gush out. I remember the warmth 
around my penis and genitals, and looked down to see the towels 
catching my leakage. When I was finished peeing, I decided I was going 
all out. I tried to poop while I was lying down, but it didn't work so 
well, so I got out of bed and squatted beside it. Just like a little 
baby, I filled up the crotch and back of my Goodnite with warm poop. It 
sure felt different. kind of good, and it did smell. Now I was going to 
lay down, and enjoy my dirty diaper. I slipped a pair of regular sized, 
red boys underwear over my messy diaper, to keep it in place a little 
better, then lay down in my bed again. For some reason I can't 
remember, I began rubbing the underwear back and forth over the front 
of my diaper, which contained an extremely hard erection. Probably I'd 
read about masturbating in diapers in various diaper stories, but I'd 
never had an orgasm before, myself. I kept it up for a while, and it 
felt pretty good. so I rubbed faster, until all of a sudden, BAM. I had 
my first orgasm.

I remember it fairly well still, as it was the most intense feeling 
I've had. I remember my mind kind of going blank. and my whole body 
sort of seized, and began heaving. As others have described it, it was 
like fireworks going off. I think I remember moaning, and then it was 
over. I laid in a tangle on my bed, dazed for a few minutes, then 
checked myself over a little, still laying down. I closed my eyes, and 
laid back. and before I knew it, fell asleep.

The next thing I remember I was being shaken awake, and there was my 
mom standing over me. It was still light outside, so I looked around to 
see what was going on- and noticed I was wearing only damp, wrinkled 
underwear on over a wet, poopy, smelly diaper. I just kept laying 
there, and Mom reached down and peeled back the red underpants, 
revealing my messy diaper. She stuck a finger in the leg holes of my 
diaper, then grabbed me by the hand and pulled me to my feet, still not 
saying a word. I was lead by the hand to the bathroom, and laid down on 
the floor. Conveniently, Mom had baby wipes that she used for taking 
off makeup, or something, and she took the container out of the 
cupboard and set it down by me. Now was the removal of the messy 
diaper. I guess she wasn't familiar with Goodnites, because Mom lifted 
my butt up in the air by my legs, then pulled the Goodnite down my body 
(it got me messier). She took a look at the inside of the diaper, then 
dropped it in the garbage. Now I got wiped up a little with the cool, 
wet wipes and had my tender penis aroused again. Mom had started 
bathwater running, and she motioned for me to climb in. It was just 
like in all the diaper discovery stories on the Internet, only real. I 
got a quick washing by my mom. She hadn't said more than 4 words, and I 
hadn't spoken yet. I got out of the tub, and mom dried me off, then 
took me by the hand back to my room. She got out a pair of my bikini 
briefs (I remember they were peachish/tan), and pulled them up over my 
privates, then she took the wet towels off my bed, told me to get in 
bed, and she shut off the lights and closed the curtains. It was time 
for bed, I took it.

I was kind of scared, and lay there for a while wondering what would 
happen, but I did fall asleep. First I tried playing with my peepee 
again, but I didn't have an orgasm. I woke up the next morning (it was 
Saturday) and got out of bed. I didn't know exactly what would happen, 
but I went downstairs and mom was in the kitchen making breakfast. I 
looked at her, and she just smiled at me. So, I sat down and ate 
breakfast, wondering why mom had barely said a word about my diaper 
adventures the night before. After I was done, I was told to put on 
some shorts and go out and pick up a few sticks that had blown down in 
the yard. The day kind of went as normal, but the discovery of my dirty 
diaper never left my mind. I ate supper, watched TV, then went to take 
a shower for bed. I showered, wrapped up in a towel, and walked to my 
room. I flipped the light switch on, then my eyes were drawn to a white 
thing on my bedspread. What the- there was a new, bright white Goodnite 
laying on my bed. I was baffled. but knew mom must've put it there. 
Then I saw the second drawer of my dresser was hanging open, and- it 
was filled to the top with brand new Goodnites. I was instantly hard. I 
saw my trash can had at least 3 Goodnite package wrappers in it. Mom 
must've wanted me to wear them then, I decided. I ditched the towel and 
jumped into the beautiful new diaper. I turned around, and there was 
mom in the doorway, watching me in my diaper. My heart skipped a beat, 
but she just put a finger over her lips and smiled. She walked in, gave 
me a hug, looked me over, then patted my padded butt. Then, she simply 
left.

I went to bed that night in just a crinkly little Goodnite. I could 
barely contain myself. my erection wouldn't go down, so I decided to do 
something about it. I started the rubbing process again, then took to 
humping my mattress. I went up and down until I had another wonderful 
orgasm. That done, I dozed off. I'm now 17 years old, and diapers have 
become a constant part of my life. I don't wear 24/7, but do most 
nights, and sometimes during the day. often out in public, and 
sometimes to school. Most of all, I enjoy masturbating in my diapers. 
Mom sees that my diaper drawer is well stocked. It's always half full 
of Goodnites. now and then, a package of baby diapers, training pants 
or adult diapers appear. and baby powder and wipes are always in 
supply. And things have continued on. we've barely spoken of these 
things at all, but Mom's generally around to see me in night time 
diapers, and I come to breakfast in just my (often used) night time 
diapers. I remain diapered.

-Ricky