| Title:
| The Wet Jock: Summer Sports Camp
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| Name:
| Nick
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| Email:
| Not shown
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| Gender:
| Male
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| Current Age:
| Not given
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| Whom Story is About:
| Myself
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| Posting Date:
| 12/13/09
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| Life Periods in Story:
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| Post-toddler |
| | Preteen |
| | Teen |
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| | Adult |
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| Ages in Story:
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| 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18+ |
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| Story Contents:
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| 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
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| Summary:
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This is the story of me wetting the bed at baseball camp and finding out my best friend did, too. We became closer after we found out. Warning: This has gay stuff in it.
If
you don�t like it then please don't read it.
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| Deekerian Score (20 is max.)
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The Wet Jock: Summer sports camp
Description of self: when this story took place I was 16 and had my
license I drove my 2009 Ford F-150 that was lifted; sorry, had to brag!
I was tall, about 6 ft tall.
It was the last day of school I was so excited for sports camp for
baseball. I loved playing baseball. I had played ever since I was 5
years old. I went home and got packed for camp. I actually got to drive
there this year and was going with my friend Jeff. It was an hour away
and we had to be there early so he came over and spent the night at my
house. I had strange feelings for Jeff, the kind of feelings I had for
my ex-girlfriend. He was a little taller than me and muscular. He had
short brown hair and brown eyes; he was cute. But I wasn�t going to let
those feelings get in the way this summer. He came over about 5 o
clock, and then shortly after we went and hung out at the local pizza
place with some other friends. We came back to my house and started
playing on the PS3.
We went to bed early that night and woke up early so we could get a
head start on getting to camp. I stopped and got Starbucks on the way
and then when I stopped to get gas we bought a bunch of soda. We got
there and we were assigned cabins. Jeff and I got the same cabin
because we registered together. So we went to put our stuff in the
cabin and then met back up with the training coaches for the weeks that
we would be there. They went over what we would be doing, and that
there would be a free day where we could leave and then make sure to
come back. So then we split up by positions we played which split Jeff
and me up. I was a pitcher so I went to get some training to be a
better pitcher. We practiced pitching then ate lunch then we played a
game Jeff and I were on the same team. I was picked as being the
starting pitcher I threw a strike out on the first 5 guys. Next, Kyle
J. came up to bat he was one of the best players in the state. He was
the only guy I didn�t strike out. After the game was dinner and then we
ran on the trails. We went to bed in our cabins. I woke up about 2 in
the morning with a strange feeling and had looked down. My pants were
soaking wet and the sheets had a small wet patch. I was mortified I
hadn�t wet my bed since I was like 3 or so. I quickly got up and went
to change my clothes then went back to bed. I woke up this time and was
wet again but not nearly as bad so I decided not to change because you
couldn�t tell. The next day went on sort of like the first same stuff a
little more physical training. I went to bed that night and woke up wet
again I started crying and asking why is this happening that�s when
Jeff woke up I guess he heard me.
He saw me crying and asked, �what�s wrong?�
I said nothing he asked again then I told him that I had wet the bed I
thought he would laugh in stead he pulled down his shorts and showed me
that he was wearing a diaper. He told me that he started wetting the
bed when he was 14 and his dad had left his mom and him and has done it
ever since. I said, �really?�
�Yeah, but don�t tell anyone,� Jeff said.
� I won�t I have the same thing going on now I�ve done it both nights
I�m afraid some one will find out if it continues.�
�You want to borrow a pull-up?� Jeff asked.
�Yeah, I better we can get some more on free day,� I said.
�Okay,� Jeff said whilst handing me a goodnite underpants.
�Whoa, these actually look like boxers; why aren�t you wearing them?�
�To tell you the truth I kind of like them and looks of them.�
�Really?� I asked.
�Ya,� he said. I put the underpants on and we went back to bed I
checked them when I woke up as I suspected they were wet but the good
news was that the bed wasn�t and I kind of liked the feeling of them.
Jeff asked how I slept.
�Better than the previous nights.�
�You�re right, these are more comfortable, and guess what? It�s free
day. We get to go out; we can go to the store first.�
Jeff was excited.
�Okay.�
I drove to the store and before we got out I had to get it off my
chest.
�Jeff!�
�Ya, man, what is it?�
�I�I think your kinda cute and I have these feelings for you like I did
for Ashley.
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�Really, man. I like you, too. I mean, like that.�
We started kissing and we both liked it. I could tell by the erection
we both had.
�Man, that was better than Ashley could kiss,� I said.
�Thanks.�
We walked into the store and went to the diaper aisle. Luckily, there
was a self-checkout and the attendant had walked away so no one could
recognize us.
�Man, I�ve had the best time with you.�
Jeff said, �I have, too, dude.�
We drove back to the camp and finished off the rest of our week. I wore
the diapers every night and kept waking up wet. When we got back I told
Jeff that I loved him. He responded, �I love you, too, Nick.�
I told my mom about my wetting and said I couldn�t stop. I told her
that Jeff wets, too. I also told her that I had kissed Jeff and were
sort of dating. She was accepting. My dad died a while back so I didn�t
have to tell him.
Jeff and I are still together a year later and we still share diapers
and stuff.
<3 I Love You, Jeffy <3