Title:	Warren and Greg
Name:	Warren
Email:	Not shown
Gender:	Male
Current Age:	15
Whom Story is About:	Myself, my brother
Posting Date:	03/29/09
Life Periods in Story:	Post-toddler   Preteen ● Teen ● Adult
Ages in Story:	5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18+           ● ● ● ● ● ●
Story Contents:	A- Post-toddler (4-8)*   R- Sisters, other girls*   B- Pre-teen (9-12)* ● S- Babysitters   C- Teen (13-17) ● T- Masturbation ● D- Adult (18+)   U- Sexual situations   E- Cloth diapers*   V- Gay   F- Disposable diapers ● W- Erections ● G- Pee ● X- Bedwetting ● H- Poop*   Y- Accidents   I- Exposed diapers/pantslessness*   Z- Punishment/Diaper Discipline   J- Multiple diapers*   1- Female Domination*   K- Baby paraphernalia   2- Enemas   L- Mother ● 3- Restraints   M- Father ● 4- Crying   N- Aunt   5- Spanking   O- Uncle   6- Humiliation   P- Brothers (diapered) ● 7- Babying   Q- Brothers (not diapered)   8- Regression   *Denotes Deekerian story elements
Summary:

 

I am Warren and 15 now and it's kind of funny that I am the one writing this because it is actually about my brother Greg, but when he was like 10 he started wetting his bed again and after like 4 weeks of him peeing the sheets almost every night, my mom got real mad at him one day.. We both sleep in the same bedroom and I got woke up each time it happened when he would jump out of bed at like 4 in the morning and there was a night light in the room and I looked over and saw him get up and could see his pajamas were wet because he just peed in them and the sheets and sometimes the blankets and his underwear and other stuff was soaked. And he had to wake up Mom to help him get cleaned up and changed. Finally after it happened for the like the 20th time my Mom came in the room at bedtime one night and my Dad was with her in case Greg gave her a hard time and she had a big package of Goodnites pants with her. She told him that she was tired of cleaning up his soaked sheets all the time. We found out later he actually had some kind of infection which was making him bedwet and it was like a year later before he finally stopped. She gave him the package and told Greg to put a pair of the pants on and she also put a plastic sheet on his bed because he trashed the mattress with pee. They had to buy him another one a few months later because he ruined it. My Mom told me if she wasn't there at night, I was supposed to check and see that he had his night pants on before he got into bed. I thought it was kind of funny at first but my Dad said if I ever laughed at him, they would make me wear diapers, too. I was fascinated with the idea of what was happening to Greg and probably wouldn't have cared about me being made to wear diapers too, but Dad would have got real mad at me. So like at bed time my Mom would come in and tell Greg put the night pants on or if they were out I would do it. He would get a Goodnite pants from the drawer and then take off his underpants and step into it and always got a red look on his face while I was watching him. I remembered what my Dad told me and never said anything but was actually jealous inside. After he put on his PJs, he got into bed and you could hear that crinkling sound of the plastic on the outside of the pants and the sheets.

 

In the morning when we got up, I watched him take off his PJ bottom and most of the time could see the front of his night pants and tell he peed in them during the night. He always got an embarrassed look when he wet his drawers even if they were diapers but for him it was better than wetting the sheets and bed. Mom left a bunch of plastic shopping bags in our room and when Greg took off his wet night pants he had to put it in one of the bags and tie it shut and then put it in the regular trash. I never squealed on him but one day we were leaving for school and Greg had his wet Goodnite in a plastic bag and as we were leaving, one of his friends came by as he was putting it in the garbage can and asked him what that was. Greg never answered him but I think he turned red inside and would have freaked if his friend ever found out.

 

One day when we got home from school, Greg went out with his friends and I was in the room alone. I just got curious and decided to try on the Goodnites. I took off my pants and sneaked one from his drawer and stepped into it and pulled them up and couldn't believe it. It fit real well and it was suddenly like I was 4 years old all over again and I just loved wearing the pants. I was learning about sex then and had a friend who told me about masturbation and I tried it and liked it. I got real excited wearing the Goodnites and remember getting a big boner and decided to have some fun and jerked off in them. When I got done, I shot off and there was a big gooey spot inside the pants and decided not to try and put them back in Greg's diaper drawer.. I hid the pants and used them again a few days later but it finally got so gross, I had to throw it out. Greg didn't count his pants very closely or he would have known I was sneaking some of them. When he ran out, Mom would get him another pack and nobody noticed I was taking one or two for my own use. And that's how I got hooked on diapers.