I guess I have been lucky enough to have met and or seen other people 
who share my fetish and experiences during my life. It's not an easy 
thing to bring up with a friend unless you are sure of their feelings.

I once had a friend named John. We were at his house one day watching 
TV. I noticed whenever a diaper commercial came on, John's ears would 
turn red. One time we were both wearing sweatpants and he got an 
erection when a diaper commercial came on. I pretended not to notice as 
he tried to cover it up. I was so tempted that night to ask him if he 
liked to wear diapers or if he remembers pooping in his diapers, but I 
didn't.

Then one day I came over to John's house as his mother was leaving for 
work. John was alone and his mother told me to go in and wake him up. I 
went inside knocked on his bedroom door and there was no response. I 
walked in and John was sound asleep with a pacifier in his mouth. I 
backed up closed the door and knocked louder. This time he responded 
and told me to come in. I did and no more pacifier!

I figured to myself, he must like to pretend he is a toddler. I wanted 
so bad to ask him, but still did not.

One day it finally came to a head after listening to his mother talking 
with a friend on the phone about potty training. She was telling of her 
experiences with John. She was in the kitchen and we were out in the 
living room watching TV, but you could plainly hear the conversation. 
Both John and I pretended to watch TV, but we were both intently 
listening to the conversation going on in the kitchen. She told her 
friend how John would only poop in diapers at night until he was little 
over 5 years old!

I fantasized what a 5-year-old Johnny might have looked like squatting, 
grunting, turning red and filling his diapers and plastic pants.

Have you ever seen an older child who knows better and can if they 
wanted to, poop and pee in the potty, but instead they like doing it in 
their diapers because they know it feels so good.

It turns out John was afraid of the toilet, and would hold in his poop. 
His mother was afraid he would get sick so she diapered him at night so 
John could do his load. I could see John's face getting real red and he 
started to pinch his dick discreetly. He was getting aroused as we 
listened. John was finally fully potty trained shortly afterwards when 
his mother told him he would not be able to start Kindergarten until he 
started doing his poopy in the potty. He was trained the next day!

I finally decided that night when I slept over that this was going to 
be the night I ask John if he wants to wear diapers.

When evening came, John and I retired to his room and got in bed (John 
had a big bed). We watched TV for awhile and I mustered up the nerve to 
ask John, "When you were little did you like to wear diapers?", to 
which he replied simply, "Yeaaah." I then asked, "Did you like to poop 
and pee in your diapers?" Again, he replied "Yeaaah." I then asked, 
"You can remember pooping and peeing in your diapers?" Once again, he 
simply replied, "Yeaaah."

Then I asked, "If I had diapers that fit you, would you let me put them 
on you?" He said, "okay."

I told John to take off his underwear and spread his legs, which he 
did. I could tell his face was all red even though it was dark and the 
only light came from the TV. My face was red, too. We were both 
embarrassed. I diapered John with 2 disposable diapers and a pair of 
Gerber plastic pants. I remember how much he looked like a toddler even 
though he was 15 years old. He told me how much he liked to poop and 
pee in his diapers when he was 5.

He told me how he used to get in a kneeling position in his bed and 
start pushing. He could feel his flush and he could feel the poop push 
its way into his snug diapers and plastic pants. He then told me how he 
used to masturbate after he did his load. I was shocked when I found 
out he masturbated through his diapers much the same way I did, by 
laying on his stomach. I asked John to show me and I couldn't believe 
he masturbated just like me!

We were both wearing disposable diapers and plastic pants. As we lay in 
bed I asked John if he felt like pooping. He didn't say and got out of 
bed. I asked wear he was going and he said, "nowhere." He took about 3 
steps and squatted a little, turned all red and I could actually hear 
the poop pushing its way into his diapers. I asked, "Are you pooping?"

He looked at me and nodded. So I got out of bed and did the same thing. 
We both got back in bed and started cuddling and squeezing each other. 
I pushed my hand into John's stinky diapers and squeezed, he did the 
same to me. We squished and pinched and squeezed each other's poop all 
over our dicks, balls, butts. The room really smelled ripe by now.

We kissed and fondled each other. Then I told John how I saw him with a 
pacifier in his mouth one time. John got embarrassed and pulled it out 
and said, "You mean this one"?

He stuck it in his mouth and he looked so innocent and cute. I asked if 
he had another one. He did and he gave it to me. After we were through 
cuddling and fondling we both rolled on to our stomachs and started 
masturbating at the same time. After about a minute John heard me say 
"kee kee kee", he asked, "What does that mean?" and I replied, "it 
means that I came and I am happy." He just smiled at me as we both came 
in our wet, stinky diapers.

The END