Brief - My name is Stephen and I live in England. Just for the purpose 
of the website I am not gay but straight.

It wasn't until last year that I started to wear diapers. I have always 
liked the feel of diapers on my body and also like the feel when I wet 
and mess a diaper.

Last year I was at my gran’s house and me and my baby cousin had gone 
to visit. After dinner all the adults were in the living room talking 
so I thought it was my prime time to get a diaper. My aunt had left the 
diaper bag by the front door so I quickly jacked a diaper and headed 
off upstairs. I went into the bathroom and locked the door. Since it 
was my first time with a diaper I wasn't sure how to put it on. 
However, even though it wasn't a pull-up I fastened the tapes and 
stepped into the diaper. It was a tight fit and it only just covered my 
penis. I soon got an erection. My penis popped out of the end of the 
diaper. No matter how hard I tried I could not get my penis back in the 
diaper.

I heard footsteps coming up the stairs and quickly realised that I had 
to take off the diaper. The handle on the door was pushed down and my 
heart was pounding, but the door didn't open. I had remembered that I 
had locked it and I soon heard a voice:

"Stephen, what are you doing in there?"

It was my Granddad. I quickly replied, "I'm just on the toilet. I'll be 
done in a minute."

He trotted of back downstairs. I wondered what I was going to do with 
the diaper, so I went back down the stairs with it and made sure the 
coast was clear. I then quickly shoved the diaper back in the bag and 
went into the front room and no one suspected a thing.

*****

My next diaper experience came on a school trip to France for a week. 
Just to let you know, I am English and would usually use the word 
“nappy”, but since “diaper” is used on the website I thought it would 
be easier to read for the Americans out there.

Anyway, it was there where I had a brilliant idea for a prank. What I 
did for two nights was tip a cup of water in a guy’s bed when he was 
asleep. When he woke up he thought he had wet the bed. To make sure the 
fake urine was yellow I added a cap of Yellow Listerine (Mouthwash). 
After the second night of this the teachers were getting a bit of abuse 
from the hotel staff because they had to wash the sheets every night. 
The staff thought it would be best for the student to wear Drynites 
(Goodnites). After a bit of an argument the student agreed and he was 
given a pack of Goodnites. There were four of us to a room, so I think 
he was a bit embarrassed.

He kept the Drynites in his wardrobe, so at about 2:00 in the morning I 
went in and put one on. It was heaven, a diaper that fit me. I decided 
to keep it on for the rest of the night. However, I made sure all my 
sheets on my bed were tucked in because I didn't want them to fall off 
the bed and expose my diaper. When I woke up in the morning the diaper 
was dry (of course simply because I didn't wet the bed). I had never 
wet the diaper at my gran’s house and never knew what it was like to 
wet one, so I thought that I might was well. I really had to strain 
myself, but I think I got about half a bladder’s worth out and I could 
see that the diaper was nowhere near full. So I went into the bathroom 
and filled a cup of warm water up and poured it down my diaper. It 
didn't bulge, so I did it again, this time it did at the front. 
However, I wanted an all-around bulge, so I poured some down the back. 
It leaked a bit but contained most of the liquid. This felt great! I 
could feel the wetness around my crotch and when I sat down it felt 
good. All the absorbent crystals in the diaper were pushed up my back 
and my crotch.

It was around 08:30 and the alarm in the bedroom would be going off in 
30 minutes, so I had to get rid off a sodden diaper with a slight 
yellow colouring. I softly opened the room door and launched the diaper 
halfway down the hallway, closed the door and went back to bed. At 9:00 
I heard a loud, angry knocking on our room. It was a teacher. I 
answered the door and she said in a stern voice. "Where's David?" She 
had the wet Drynite in her hand and she threw it at him. She thought 
the he had wet the diaper and then taken it off and tried to dispose of 
it, trying to pass it off as if he had not wet the bed. Of course the 
Drynite he was wearing was dry as I hadn't poured water down this 
crotch that night. The teacher said, "If you hadn't wet I has 
considering letting you sleep without them. However, I think it is 
clear that you still need them, baby."

Not in a million years was I going to own up and get an ear-full of 
her. For the rest of the week I did nothing and didn't wear a Drynite, 
I didn't want to run the risk of getting caught. David’s Drynite was 
also dry every night. However, at school everyone always now teases him 
for wetting the bed.

*****

Since I am now on school holidays I am home alone and my parents are at 
work. I have some diapers hidden away. However, they have never been 
found. That’s because they are not in the house. My mum has once caught 
me wearing a diaper. However, I had already thought up a plan-- if I 
was ever caught I would just say, "I was just looking for a cable and I 
found it. It must have been from when I was a baby and I just wanted to 
see if it still fit."

I couldn't believe it worked. Thankfully she did not look on the diaper 
as it said in small lettering (HUGGIES TM 2006). If she had read this 
it would mean that it had been made recently and not from when I was a 
baby.

The diapers I currently wear are Pampers Baby-Dry Size 6. They are the 
biggest size they have in the UK and they are still too small. I can 
make them bigger in width by cutting off the tabs and attaching pieces 
of old towel to make them fit around my legs. It is just the length I 
have a problem with. I put scotch tape around the top of the diaper to 
stop my penis popping out of the end as I have an erection 100% of the 
time.

*****

The other day when my parents were at work I went to a local chemist 
and bought some Fleet Suppositories. I gave myself one and the attached 
the diaper. I normally find it hard the poo in a diaper. However, they 
worked like a charm and I filled the diaper. I rolled around in the 
diaper and I loved the squelching feeling when I sat down. I made sure 
the poo was all over my crotch. Again, I find it hard to urinate in my 
diapers so I stood over the toilet so that my body thought I has going 
down there. It worked perfectly, and before I knew it my diaper was 
full of wee and poo and I was waddling around the room like a penguin. 
The diaper was pushing my legs apart so far. I wanted to leave the 
diaper on so that I had diaper rash and I do. it stings like hell but 
it makes you feel like a toddler.

I want to buy a plastic bib, you know, the ones with the food troughs 
at the bottom to catch food.

*****

Just to add, when I was at my gran’s I forgot to mention that when the 
parents, etc. were outside I was left inside with my baby cousin. I got 
him up on my lap. He was quite heavy for a 3-year-old, and I tickled 
him like hell. I wanted him to pee himself and I got my desired effect. 
I could feel the urine coming out of his penis when I put my hand on 
his crotch. About 5 minutes later with him still on my lap I felt him 
poop. I put my hand on his bum and mushed it around. When his mum came 
back in she said, "Has little Thomas done a wee wee in his nappy wappy? 
Yes, he has, hasn't he?" When she was changing him on the floor I saw 
the mess that I had created. There was poop all around his bum. I got 
an erection but I leant forward so no one could see.

*****

I don't know why, but I love all baby paraphernalia such as booster 
seats, dummies, high chairs, push chairs, you name it. I think it is 
because they have lots of foam padding in them which gives me a feel of 
security. I can remember about 3 years ago when I was 11. I was only 
130 cm. I am now 163cm, so I have grown 33cm in three years.

Anyway, I was going out with my other aunt who has 3 kids, all 7-year-
olds, and all use car seats. We were going to Blackpool for the day and 
one of the 7-year-olds was with his stepfather for the day. So my aunt 
and uncle sat in the front of the car and me, 11 years old, and my two 
cousins, both 7 years old, sat in the back. They were as big as me even 
though 4 years younger and the used baby car seats-- not booster seats-
- actual baby car seats with backs and a 5-point harness. Both my 
cousins sat in their car seats like normal and my aunt strapped them 
in.

I waited on the driveway and my aunt said, "Get in."

I replied, "You want me to sit in a baby seat?"

To cut a long story short I started crying and she picked me up put me 
in the baby seat strapped me in and drove away. She tied my hands with 
string so I couldn't undo the straps on the seat. Both my cousins 
laughed at me. I struggled and struggled but the straps were firm and 
the 5-point harness was round my crotch and my shoulders. It was really 
cosy in a way, nicer than a real car seat. On the way back I was 
enjoying being in a car seat like a baby being strapped in. However, I 
didn't want to look like I was enjoying it, so I put a sulk face on.

*****

Anyway, bye for now, and hopefully I will come around to writing about 
myself in the future.