First Baby

By Babysean

Disclaimer: The following story is purely fiction and any references and/or likenesses to people are purely coincidental. This story may contain sexual experiences in later installments. If this offends you, I ask that you do not read it. Enjoy!

-babysean

Summary: Michael James, the son of the President of the United States, has a secret: he is 14 and still wets the bed. For Michael, this is extremely embarrassing, seeing as he is the son of the most powerful man on Earth. His 'Guardian', Brian Caldwell, is also a bedwetter. Michael learns this and begins to accept being diapered. This story is about the experiences of being the First Baby.

Part 1

My name is Brian Caldwell and this is my story. I am 19 years old and have recently been hired by the President of the United States, Mr. Henry James, to watch his 14-year-old son, Michael. At first, I was a little nervous being appointed to watch such an important person.

My first day on the job was pretty simple. Michael was on a class field trip to the Air and Space Museum. All I had to do was tag along and make sure he didn’t get into trouble. Michael has been known to be a bit of a handful. He has had 8 guardians in the past two years. Nobody expects me to last more than six months.

The day was uneventful and I got to know Michael pretty well. He doesn’t seem to be as bad as most people think. I think he just needs a little more attention.

Part 2

On the Saturday following the school field trip, I was called into President James’ office for a briefing on my first week. After discussing the week’s activities, he told me that he had booked a trip to Cancun for Michael and myself. We would be leaving for two weeks on Tuesday. He also told me that Michael needed to wear Goodnites while on the trip since he occasionally wets the bed. I had no idea that he had that problem and decided to talk to him about it later.

Later that evening, I knocked on Michael’s door and asked him if I could talk to him. “Sure, come in, Brian.”

“I have a surprise for you. Tuesday we are flying to Cancun to spend two weeks in the sun, just you and me.”

“Are you kidding me?! We are going to Cancun without my dad,” Michael exclaimed.

“Yes, we are going. But, there is something I need to talk to you about. Your father told me that you need to wear protection while we. . .”

“Dad told you that I wet the bed? I cannot believe that he told you. Now you probably think I am a baby and will probably leave.”

I calmed him down and told him, “Michael, don’t worry. I am not leaving. To be honest with you, I have the same problem.”

“You mean you. . .”

“Yes, I have wet the bed almost every night since I was 12.”

"I don't believe you. If this is true, then show me."

"All right."

I stood up and pulled my pants down, revealing a very wet Attends diaper. Michael's jaw dropped to the ground and after a few minutes of awkward silence, he was finally able to mutter, "So you were telling the truth? I am sorry for doubting you. Looks like you need changed."

I replied, "I kind of noticed. Do you wear anything to bed?"

Shyly, he stuttered, "I. . .I. . .I don't all the time, but since I know you wear them, I guess I could wear them more often. Would you help me get ready for bed, Brian?"

"Sure. Lay down on the bed and tell me where your changing supplies are located."

"They are in the closet."

I went over to the closet and didn't see any diapering supplies. "Michael, are you sure that your supplies are in here. I don't see anything."

"Look behind all of my clothes. Do you see a green knob?"

"Yes."

"Push on it."

I did as he said and a door opened, revealing a closet larger than the first. One side had books, toys, and personal belongings. The far wall of the closet was where I found the diapering supplies. I picked out a Pampers Kids diaper and grabbed the baby powder. "That's some closet you have."

"It was built during the Kennedy administration. This was John, Jr.'s room. They had that built so they had more storage for his countless toys. It comes in pretty handy. I didn't find it until a few weeks after we moved in."

"Alright, it is time for you to be diapered."

While I was removing his clothes, Michael decided to ask me about my dipaers. "Brian, do you wear diapers all the time?"

"Yes, I do. My bladder is the size of an 8-year-old's. I can't hold much so I decided to wear diapers."

"Do you like them?"

"Well. . .yes, I do. They are comfortable and I feel safe when I wear them. All done. Do you wear anything to bed over your diaper?"

"No, I usually wear a diaper and a t-shirt."

"Is that what you want to wear tonight?"

"I think I will sleep in just my diaper tonight. I think I am beginning to like wearing diapers now that I know someone else who wears them."

Part 3

We talked about the upcoming trip and how we were going to take care of his diaper situation.

"I don't want anybody knowing that I am wearing them."

"All right, that can be taken care of. However, personal experience has taught me that Goodnites tend to leak quite a bit. Just to be on the safe side, I think you should wear regular diapers during the trip. They may be a little more noticeable, but, which would you rather have: someone notice you are wearing diapers, or someone see your Goodnites leak."

After some thought, Michael answered, "Well, if you put it that way, I would rather have someone notice I am wearing diapers. I just don't want them to be too thick."

"I can bring some of your Pampers Kids diapers. I also noticed that you had Peadouce diapers in the closet. Where do you get those?"

"Part of Presidential perks. Dad can have the company ship them directly to us since they are mostly sold in Europe."

"Must be nice to have perks like that."

"I am sure that you can share in the perks seeing that you have the same condition that I do," Michael reassured me.

"I will also bring some Attends and Molicare diapers for nighttime use. I will pack some Little Swimmers for when you swim. All right, we have a big day ahead so you need to get to sleep. Good night, Michael."

"Good night, Brian. Hey, thanks for being so cool about me having to wear diapers."

"No problem."

Part 4

Things were pretty hectic around the White House the next day. The ambassador to Kenya was assassinated on his way to church. On a typical Sunday, the James Family attends the Metro Assembly of God church, the same church I attend, for services. Due to the morning's activities, Mr. James was in meetings so I was asked to accompany the First Lady, Annie James, and Michael to church.

I was allowed to ride in the limousine with Michael and his mother. It is not often an employee gets to ride in the back of the limousine with the Presidential family, so I considered myself lucky.

After church, we returned to the White House. The First Lady had a lunch date with a close friend so Michael and I ate together. The kitchen staff definitely earns their pay.

We decided to go outside and play catch, something Michael doesn't get to do very often. While we were playing, Michael asked me, "Brian, what is going on today? There is a lot more media running around than normal and Dad didn't go to church with us. Are you allowed to tell me? I hate not being told anything."

"Well, Ambassador Wilson to Kenya was assassinated this morning so your father is in an emergency Cabinet meeting."

"That means that he probably won't eat supper with us, either. Typical day in the life of the First Family. Everybody always assumes that it must be nice to be the son of the most powerful man on Earth. Personally, I liked it better when he was just a senator. At least I got to see him occasionally during breaks. Now it seems like I never see him. Sometimes I really hate being the 'First Kid'."

Sensing some pent-up frustration, I said, "you know, Michael, if you ever want to talk about anything, I am here. Sure, I may not be your dad but I can still offer advice."

"Thanks, Brian. It is nice to know that there is someone I can talk to. Now let's play some more football."

We played catch until the secret service decided that we should get inside since security had been beefed up all day. I escorted Michael upstairs to his room to do homework.

"Aw, do I have to do homework? I don't have to go to school until after we get back from Cancun."

"No excuses. Your father said you need to get your homework done before we leave so you won't have to do it all when we get back. Don't give me that look, mister. I am just following orders. Would you like me to lose my job? How would that look on my resume?"

"You're right. I will finish my homework so you don't lose your job."

Part 5

That evening, the White House staff was informed that we would be hosting UN Secretary General Kofi Anan and British Prime Minister Tony Blair to talk about recent events in Africa. I was informed by President James that I was to keep Michael on his best behavior during the next few days. From what I understand, he has had a history of causing spectacles when foreign dignitaries are in town.

The next few days went off without a hitch. Michael behaved well around all the high profile guests around. I was commended on my handling of the situation.

On Monday evening after the guests had left, I helped Michael pack for our trip. He packed several outfits and all the necessities in one suitcase and I packed diapers and supplies in another. The Secret Service watched our every move to make sure that nothing suspicious got into the suitcases. After Michael was packed, I packed my suitcases and decided I better get to bed since we would be leaving at 5:30 in the morning. I changed into a thicker Molicare diaper for bed and hit the sack.

Part 6

On Tuesday morning, I got up at 4 and got changed and dressed. Then I went to wake up Michael. When I opened his door, he was laying in his bed with his butt sticking up in the air. He had come uncovered so you could clearly see his diapered rear. It took a while to get him up and going so I began to change him while he woke up. I decided since we would be on a five hour flight, I decided that he needed to be diapered, even though the plane had several bathrooms. He began to complain but stopped when I told him that I too was wearing a diaper.

We were able to leave right at 5:30 and arrived in Cancun at 9:30 local time. We were taken in a stretch limo to the Four Seasons to check in. Michael's father had booked us the Presidential Suite so we were anxious to see what the room was like. The suite was huge even for a Presidential Suite. We had our own promenade overlooking the Gulf of Mexico. Michael wanted to go swimming in the beachfront pool so I went and got his swimsuit out of the luggage. I also grabbed a Little Swimmer for him to wear under the trunks. When he saw the swim diaper, he began to whine.

"Do I have to wear a swim diaper?"

"Yes, you do. It will be under your trunks so nobody will see it. I will even wear one to make you feel better."

"Well, if you are going to wear one, I guess I will too."

When we were dressed, we went down and found the pool. Michael began to swim while I decided to check out the surroundings. While I was looking around, Michael was getting acquainted with a boy about his age.

"Hi. My name is Jake. Do you want to go down the slide?" said a brown haired boy with an English accent.

"Sure. By the way, my name is Michael. How long are you staying here?"

"I just arrived this morning and will stay for two weeks. Where are you from?"

"Washington, D.C. How about you?"

"I am from London. What does your dad do?"

"He is the President of the United States. How about your dad?"

"He is the Prime Minister of Britain."

"Dude, I just talked to your dad yesterday afternoon."

"You did? That means you have talked to him since I have. I haven't talked to him for over a week. I am glad I have found a friend. These two weeks would have been bloody boring otherwise."

Part 7

While waiting in line for the slide, the boys got to know each other pretty well. Just before they got to the slide, Michael had the sudden urge to pee. He began to fidget because he was too embarrassed to 'go' in front of his new friend.

"Michael, is there something wrong? You look like you need to pee. If you do, we can always go on the slide later."

Just as Jake said the word 'later', Michael let go. He felt the pee flood into his swim diaper. Surprisingly, the diaper held all of it. "Whew, what a relief," Michael thought to himself.

"I'm fine. Hey, look, we are finally to the slide. See you at the bottom!"

Michael went down the slide first. When he got to the bottom, he waited for Jake to get to the bottom. He didn't notice all the stares that he was getting from everyone around him.

"Um, Michael," Jake said when realizing what everyone was staring at, "what is that that you are wearing?"

"Oh, crap," Michael gasped when he looked down and realized that his swim trunks had fallen off. "Oh, my God! I cannot believe this has happened. Brian!!!!"

This brought me out of my short nap. When I heard him scream my name, I knew something was wrong. When I got to him and saw that he was standing by the pool in just his Little Swimmer, I quickly ushered him back to our room with Jake and his bodyguard in tow.

"I am so sorry, Michael. I shouldn't have made you wear the diaper."

"Hey, look at it this way. I could have been standing there naked with a hundred people staring at my 'stuff'."

"I guess you are right. From the looks of that diaper, I would venture to say that you need a change. Jake, if you would excuse us for a few minutes."

Michael chimed in, "No, Jake, you don't have to leave. If you are okay with seeing me naked, I have no objections."

"Well, to tell you the truth, I wear nappies myself. Sorry, I guess you Americans call them 'diapers'. Anyway, I need a change, too!"

"Wow! Now we know another thing about each other that we have in common," Michael exclaimed.

Part 8

After I changed Michael, the two went to Jakes room so Jake could change. I was fine with this because his room was just two down from ours. They were also accompanied by Jeeves, Jake's manservant.

I changed out of my wet swim diaper into a dry Attends diaper. After I was dressed, I went down the hall to Jake's room. When I entered, Jake was laying on the bed in the middle of a diaper change. He was being put into a diaper I was not familiar with.

"Um, Jeeves, what kind of diapers is that? I haven't seen one of those before."

"Sir, it is a Peadouce diaper. It is made in Europe so that could explain why you haven't seen them. You have to special order them in the States."

Michael asks, "So, Jake, what do you want to do now?"

"I say we raise some hell!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! I don't like that word choice. I would much rather you say 'raise some cain'," I said.

Jake, who just finished being changed, said, "well, we could go parasailing. I haven't done it and have heard it is smashing!"

"Oohh, I have always wanted to go parasailing."

Feeling a little cautious, I interjected, "I think we need to call your parents first and okay this with them."

"But Brian, my parents put you in charge so you should make the decision."

"Sorry, Michael. Your parents would have me hanged if you were killed parasailing without their consent."

"All right. I just hope they say yes."

Part 9

After a phone call to Mr. James, who gave his permission for Michael to parasail, we got into the chartered stretch limo and were off to have some serious fun.

"Dude, this is awesome! I never want this to end! How are you doing, Jake?"

Jake answered, "This is bloody amazing! I can see our hotel from here."

After three hours of parasailing, we went back to the hotel to change dirty diapers and get dressed for supper. We went to Mar Azul and had some awesome Mexican cuisine.

On the way back to the hotel, Jake asked, "Michael, we should sleep in the same room tonight! We can play Playstation 2 and watch movies as late as we want!"

"Cool! We should do it. Can we, Brian?"

After some careful consideration, I said yes.

"Sweet!"

Part 10

The boys chose my and Michael's room to stay in. I first had the boys shower and get ready for bed before the festivities began. While Jake was showering, I changed out of my dirty diaper into a clean Molicare diaper and a pair of boxers.

Jake walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist and said, "It's all yours, Michael."

As soon as Michael got into the shower, Jake asked, "Brian, can you diaper me? I can't diaper myself very well so I always have someone else do it."

"Sure, just lay down. Since you didn't bring any diapers with you, I think you will fit into one of Michael's just fine."

When I finished diapering Jake, I asked him if he wanted to wear a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. He answered, "I think I will just wear a t-shirt tonight, if that's all right with you."

"That's fine with me."

Michael walked out of the bathroom clad in a towel just as I finished pulling the shirt over Jake's head.

"I guess you want me to diaper you now, too. All right, get on the bed and assume the position."

When both boys were diapered and ready for bed, I got out the Playstation 2 and we began to have a Madden 2004 tournament. Sadly, I lost every game I played but one. Jake was the best, which surprised Michael and I seeing American football isn't very popular in Britain.

"Jake, how are you so good at this game? I thought the British don't like American-style football."

"Well, I don't know who you have been talking to, but I love football! I even had Dad get the NFL Sunday Ticket subscription added to our satellite. I love watching guys knocking the crap out of each other."

We watched several movies, including an advance-release copy of Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban (Presidential perks according to Michael) and School of Rock. I changed diapers for the last time at 3 am and we all went to bed, ending a long and exciting day.

Part 11:

Rriinngg! Rriinngg! Rriinngg! “What, what’s going on? Why is the phone ringing at this hour?” I asked while slowly waking up. The alarm clock said 4:30 am so I figured whoever was calling had something urgent to tell me. “Hello.”

“Mr. Caldwell, this is Press Secretary Moore, There have been some events abroad that have arisen. President James has requested that you and Michael return home immediately.”

“What has happened?”

“Sir, I am not at liberty to tell you. All I can say is we have sources who tell us that you and Mr. James are not safe. Air Force One is waiting at the airport for your immediate departure.”

As this was sinking in, I began to worry about Jake. “Mr. Moore, Prime Minister Morton’s son is staying here, also. Should he leave immediately, too?”

“I will call his Mother and ask.”

“Okay, thanks.”

“Michael, Jake, it’s time to get up. We need to pack so we can leave immediately. Come on, guys. I will change you once we get aboard the plane.” I called down to Jake’s suite to inform Jeeves of the situation. As soon as I hung up, the phone rang.

“Hello. This is Press Secretary Moore. I have spoken to Mrs. Morton and she wishes for Jake and his entourage to accompany you and Michael to Washington. I must ask you to hurry, for your safety.”

We were all packed in 30 minutes. Just in case we were being watched, I arranged for two taxis to take us to the airport. I called ahead to let security know about the change.

When we got to the airport, we were escorted by police to the plane, which was being refueled. The engines were still running so I knew we would be airborne as soon as the refueling was finished. A security detail rushed to the taxis and began grabbing our luggage. We were quickly ushered onto the plane and the door was shut. As soon as we were seated, the plane taxied to the end of the runway waiting for permission to takeoff. A few minutes later, I could feel the engines power up and we were soon speeding down the runway. This was the first time I had actually flown aboard Air Force One so I was amazed at how nice it was.

When we got to cruising altitude, we were allowed to leave our seats. I immediately ushered the boys back into the president’s living quarters to change their diapers. As I was walking into the room, I looked out the window and saw two F-16s escorting us. I looked out a window on the other side and saw the same thing. “Wow,” I thought to myself. “The president must really be worried about us to have fighter jets escort us.”

After the boys were changed, I changed myself. We went and sat down in the TV room and watched a movie. I had chosen Pearl Harbor and it was ending just as we were preparing to land. We all fastened out seat belts and were soon taxiing to a hanger. As soon as the plane stopped, the ramp met us and we were quickly escorted to the presidential limousine. 20 minutes later, we were in the White House foyer where we were met by President and Mrs. James.

Part 12:

“It’s good to see that you boys made it back safely,” Mr. James said. “Brian, could I speak to you in private. Jeeves, you better come along, too.”

We were led into the Oval Office, which I still get nervous when walking into. This was the office of the most powerful man on Earth. Many big decisions were made in here over the years. President James snapped me out of my daydream. “Gentlemen, something has happened. Just as the Parliament was beginning their morning session, several bombs around the Parliament complex exploded, leveling everything in a two block radius. The intelligence we have now is suggesting Al Qaeda is behind it. Mr. Morton passed through security five minutes before the bomb went off. As of this point, we are not sure of his whereabouts.”

“Sir, if I may,” Jeeves asked, “How many casualties are there?”

“Well, at this point, there are at least 500 dead. It may be weeks before we know the final count. I think it best that you talk to Jake, Jeeves. He will take it better from someone he knows fairly well.”

“I will do that, Sir.”

Part 13:

Jeeves led Jake into the Roosevelt room and explained the events. During this time, I quickly explained to Michael what was happening. About 10 minutes later, Jeeves came out and said, “Master Jake is on the telephone with his mother. He is taking this pretty hard.”

About an hour later, Jake came out and still looked pretty shocked. Sensing that he needed some company his age, I asked Michael to take him up to his room and watch a movie or something. Jeeves and I followed along, not wanting the boys to leave our sights. The boys sat on Michael’s bed and began to talk.

Jake, who was crying, asked, “Why is this happening?”

Michael, who wanted to comfort his friend, said, “Jake, I can’t tell you why this is happening, but I can tell you that you need to do something to take your mind off of this for a while. On September 11th, I was panicked like you when I heard that a plane had crashed while headed for the Capitol Building. The Secret Service had taken all the congressmen to secure locations and my mother and I couldn’t get a hold of my dad. I was told by my mother that I needed to do something to take my mind off of things. I watched a movie and calmed down. That evening, when my father called and said he was on his way home, I was so happy. I know that your father is going to be all right. He wouldn’t want you to be so upset. Come on, I’ll challenge you to Madden.”

After a few seconds of thought, Jake said, “You’re on!”

Part 14:

Several hours and a few diaper changes later, Jeeves and I were called into Mr. James’s office. “Sir, you asked to see us.”

“Brian, Jeeves, we just got a phone call. It seems that when the bomb went off, the Houses of Commons and Lords were leveled. However, the ceiling came to rest on sections of the wall, protecting both houses and the people in them. Rescue workers were digging through the debris when they heard screams coming from under the large sections of roof. When they dug a path under the roof, they were surprised to see all of the members of Parliament alive. Even better for Jake, Prime Minister Morton was among them. Other than a few broken bones, he was unscathed. Mr. Morton’s assistant has told me that Mr. Morton himself will call momentarily and wishes to speak to his son.”

“Wow, that’s good news,” I said.

A few moments later, the phone on Mr. James’s desk rang. He picked it up and asked for Jeeves to bring Jake in. Michael and Jake came in and President James handed Jake the phone. “Hello,” Jake said.

“Jake, it’s me.”

“Dad! Are you all right? I was so worried!”

“Yes, son, I am all right. I just have a few broken bones but that’s it. The other members of Parliament are also alive and well. I have arranged for a plane to take you home first thing in the morning. Son, I love you. I know I don’t say that often enough, but I am going to try my best to spend more time with you. Now, get some sleep. I want you to be well rested for the flight home.”

“Yes, father. I love you too! See you in the morning!” After he hung up, he began to cry.

“Jake, what’s wrong?” Michael asked.

“My dad’s all right. I am going home in the morning to see him. I am just so happy. Thanks, Michael for helping me get through this. You’re a great friend. Oh, Jeeves, I need a change.”

“I need one, too Brian.”

“Not before you two take showers. Now Michael, you can use the shower in my room and Jake can use the one in your room. Jake, you will stay in Michael’s room tonight and we will put Jeeves in one of the guest rooms. Now off you two go,” President James said. When the boys left, Mr. James said, “Brian, Jeeves, I want to commend you on how you handled today’s situation. You are both great with the boys and I will make sure you both get raises.”

“Thank you, Mr. President,” we both said in unison.

“Now, Jeeves, you are going to have a long day ahead of you so I want you to retire for the night. Brian here can take care of the boys and make sure they are ready for bed. You are staying in the Roosevelt room.”

“Again, thank you, Mr. President,” Jeeves said.

Part 15:

Unbeknownst to the three men, Michael and Jake decided to take a shower together. When they got into the privacy of Michael’s room, Jake leaned over and kissed Michael. “What was that for?”

“It’s for being such a great friend. I think I love you.”

“Ok,” was all Michael was able to say. He leaned over and kissed Jake back. “I think I love you, too. Now let’s get into the shower before Brian comes up and finds us playing tonsil hockey.”

“What’s tonsil hockey? I am not familiar with the term,” Jake said.

“It’s a term us American boys use for French kissing.” The boys undressed each other and got into the shower. When the water was the right temperature, they began to kiss again. Michael asked, “Are you ready for the next step?”

“God, yes,” Jake muttered in between kisses.

Author's Note: These past few months have been a time of self-discovery. During this time, I've been away from the Internet so my stories (this one and Baby Desires) have been ignored. This new update is long overdue and I hope you enjoy!--Dan

Disclaimer: This story and its characters are totally fiction. Any similarities or likenesses to real people are purely coincidental. This story will contain homosexuality, so if you're offended by this, don't read this story. I will cut back on the sexual content in order to allow the story to stay true to the way I envisioned it over a year ago. Thanks for reading!

Brief Recap: When we last left Michael James, son of President James and Jake Morton, son of British Prime Minister Morton, they were showering after Jake learned his father was all right after the bombing of Parliament.

Part 16:

"Jake, I love you! Maybe we should take it slower, so we don't ruin our relationship."

Jake answered, "Yea, I guess you're right. I love you and I don't want to ruin our relationship by doing something we're gonna regret. We could still kiss, though. I don't see anything wrong with that. Now lean over here and give me a kiss, you studly American!"

After they got out of the shower, I was waiting for them in Michael's bedroom. After diapering them, I told them that they need to get to sleep because Jake has a long day ahead of him. After telling them goodnight, I went to my room to shower and get ready for bed. While I was showering, I began to pray, "God, please send me someone I can love and who will love me in return. You know that since Toby left me, I've been depressed. Now that I'm Michael's 'guardian', I am feeling a lot better. Please answer my prayer. Thanks." I got out of the shower and diapered for bed while thinking of Toby. "Why did he leave me? We were perfect together. Oh well, if he hadn't left me, I wouldn't have applied for this job. I guess I'm better off now." I thought while drifting off to sleep.

Part 17:

The next day was my one day off this week. I had to go shopping for diaper supplies since I was almost out. I made sure Michael was okay and saw Jake and his manservant Jeeves off.

When I got to the drug store where I buy my diapers, I went back to the pharmacy counter to pick up my monthly order of diapers. The attendant working must be new because I've never seen him before. Man, he was gorgeous! When he got back with my diapers, I got a better look at him. He was probably 6'2", slim, had green eyes, and had short brown hair. His nametag said his name was Clark. Wow, what a hunk! After I paid for the diapers, I decided to ask him if he wanted to go for coffee when he got off. "Sure, I get off in about 30 minutes. Do you want to meet at Starbucks?" he asked.

"Sure, that would be great! I'll see you there."

"Okay," he said. "By the way, I bet you look pretty good in those diapers. You might have to show me sometime."

I had to have been blushing at least ten shades of red when he said that. I dropped the diapers and supplies off at my room and went to meet Clark at Starbucks. I saw him sitting at a table near the back. I walked over to him and he stood up and gave me a kiss after saying hello. "I was waiting to order until you got here. What do you want?" I told him I'd like an iced caramel macchiato and a blueberry muffin. He went to get our drinks and I sat down and was thinking of Clark when he came back, snapping me out of my daydream. He had gotten the same thing I did and we got to know each other while enjoying our coffee and muffins. When he asked me where I worked, I told him, "I am a 'guardian' for a high-profile kid. I wish I could tell you more, but I'm not allowed to."

"That's all right, I kinda like it being mysterious." Clark said. "By the way, those diapers you were buying are for you, right? Do you mind if I ask you why you wear them?"

"No, of course I don't mind you asking. I have been a bedwetter since I was 12 and I have to wear diapers during the day also because I have a weak bladder."

"I bet you look pretty cute in them, don't you? I'd love to see you in them sometime," he said.

"Well, why don't you see for yourself. Do you want to come home with me and we can get to know each other better?"

Clark quickly responded, "Sure, I'd love that!"

"Okay, let me call ahead and get the all-clear for you to come with me. I'll be right back." I called White House security and informed them that I'd be bringing a visitor with me. They gave the all-clear as long as he goes through security upon arriving. I went back inside and told him it was okay for him to come with me. I followed him back to his apartment so he could drop off his car. When we pulled into the White House's driveway, Clark was in shock.

"Whoa, you work here? That's totally awesome! I wish I could get a job working for the president. This place is incredible!"

After he passed a security check, I led him to my room. On the way there, Mr. James walked past us and I introduced him to Clark. He was speechless and didn't know what to say other than "Um, hi Mr. President. Good to meet you." I informed Mr. James that Clark was a guest and that he wanted to work for the White House. Mr. James asked what he did and I told him that he was studying to be a pharmacist. Mr. James said that he needed a new pharmacist and to report to work in two weeks. Clark was too stunned to speak. Mr. James asked if he could speak to me so I showed Clark to my room and went to talk to the president. He ushered me into the Oval office and asked me to have a seat. He asked me if Clark was a friend or if he was more than that. I told him that I thought he was more than a friend. Mr. James said that was alright with him as long as I didn't allow it to affect my job. I assured him it wouldn't and he told me that I could leave. I went back to my room and when I o!

pened the door, I saw Clark laying on my bed wearing nothing but a diaper.

Part 18:

"Wow Clark, you look adorable like that!"

Clark snapped out of his daydream and came over to me and gave me a kiss. "I just wanted to see what it was like to wear a diaper. Wow, they are really comfortable. Plus, I think I look pretty good in them too. Wouldn't you agree?"

Without hesitation, I said, "Oh I totally agree! You look hot! I really need a change. Would you change me?"

"Of course baby, I sure will," he said.

After he changed me, I said, "Now, let's have some fun!"

Part 19:

When I woke up, someone was knocking on my door. I went to get up and realized that Clark was asleep beside me. I covered him up and went to see who was at the door. I put on my robe and opened the door to see Michael standing there looking upset. I gave him a hug and brought him into my room so we could talk. He saw Clark sleeping and asked me who it was. I told him that Clark was my boyfriend and that we should probably talk quietly so we didn't wake him. We sat down and I asked Michael what was wrong.

"Brian, I think I'm in love with someone but I'm afraid that maybe I'm just being silly."

"Michael, who is it you're in love with?"

"It's Jake, I think. We kissed last night and he said he loves me. I think I do too but I'm afraid to tell Mom and Dad. What if they take it badly? Should I tell them?"

"Michael, I think you should tell them. I told your father about Clark earlier and he was totally all right with it. I'm sure he'll react the same way when you tell him. If you want, I'll come with you when you tell them."

"Thanks Brian. I'd like that. Um, could you change me? I really need it."

After changing him, I went with him to tell his parents about Jake. When he finished telling them, his mom ran over to him and gave him a hug. "I love you Michael and I want you to be happy. If this is what makes you happy, your father and I will support you."

"Thanks Mom and Dad for being so understanding. I need to go call Jake and see how things are going. I love you guys!"

Part 20:

"Jake, you have a phone call."

Jake ran over to his phone and answered it. "Hi Jake, it's me Michael."

"Michael! How are you?"

"I'm fine. How are you and how's your dad?"

"I'm great and Dad's fine. It's so good to hear you. I miss you already!"

"I miss you too. Guess what: I told Mom and Dad about you and I and they're totally okay with it. Isn't that great? Have you told your parents?"

"Yea I have and they were cool with it too. I'm so glad our parents are okay with it. I love you Michael and I can't wait until I see you again. My father says that we can finish our Cancun vacation in a few weeks. He's given the okay for Brian to watch both of us and we'll be staying in the Presidential suite. How's Brian, by the way?"

"He's doing great! He's got a new boyfriend. Man, is he cute! They seem pretty happy with each other. That's great that we'll be able to finish our vacation. Maybe Brian will be able to bring his boyfriend with him. We're gonna have so much fun! Well, I've gotta go. It's time for supper. I'll talk to you later sweetie. I love you!"

"I love you too. Bye Mikey. I'll call you tomorrow so we can talk some more. Good night!"

Part 21:

Sorry it took so long for me to get this update out. I've been super busy trying to find a job and working a fireworks stand for my church. The next update may be about a month off because I'm preparing to move. I promise to write a long update once I get settled in. In the mean time, enjoy the story! It's kinda freaky when I look back and read the earlier parts of this story. Who would have known that terrorists would attack London in real life? My deepest sympathies go out to everyone affected by this senseless act.--dan

BRRRIIINNNGGGG!! BRRRIIINNNGGG!!

I was awakened by my cell phone. I looked over at the alarm clock and it was only 7am. "Okay, okay. I'm up. What in the world? Who would be calling me this early on a Saturday morning?" It was then that I realized that Clark was not lying next to me.

I reached over for my phone. "Hello?"

"Hey Brian, it's me Clark. I wanted to call you and tell you why I had to leave. My neighbor called me this morning to tell me that someone had broken into my apartment."

"Oh my God, did they take anything? Why didn't you wake me up?"

"It looks like all they took was my television and surround sound system. I didn't want to wake you because it was 5am when Mrs. Cross called me. I figured after last night's activities you'd need a little extra sleep this morning. You were incredible last night."

"Well, what can I say, I'm a natural. After you get everything straightened out would you want to come back over here and hang out with me and Michael?"

"Sure, the police are just leaving and I need to take a shower. I borrowed your car so as soon as I get cleaned up, I'll be over."

"Sweet, I'll see you then cutie."

As soon as I hung up the phone, I realized that I was soaked. If I didn't do something about it right away, I'd spring a leak. The last thing the maids need to gossip about is the 'guardian' wetting his bed. I got up and headed over to the shower. I had forgotten how smelly you can be after a night of fun. When I untaped my diaper, I let it fall to the floor of the bathroom. "I'm gonna have to start putting doublers in my nighttime diapers or my diapers aren't going to be the only wet things in the morning," I thought to myself. As soon as I had the water adjusted to the perfect temperature, I stepped into the shower. "Oh my God this feels sooo good. Maybe I'll just stand here for a while," I said.

Part 22:

After being in the shower for 30 minutes, I decided that I was clean enough. I got out and dried off. Next, I brushed my teeth and fixed my hair. After admiring myself in the mirror for a few minutes, I went back into my room to get dressed. I grabbed a Abena diaper out of the closet and threw it over on the bed. I finally decided on a nice pair of carpenter jeans, a grey ringneck tee shirt, and my favorite Doc Martens to complete the look. Thankfully I wasn't required to wear a suit and tie if I didn't want to. I hated dressing up.

As soon as I was dressed, I went to check on Michael. It was 8am and I knew he'd be up and around by now. I knocked on his door and he told me to come in. When I entered his room, I saw him playing PlayStation. When I got closer I could tell he really needed to be changed.

"Michael, would you mind pausing that for a few minutes while I change you?" He paused the game and went over to his bed and lay down. "What kind of diaper do you want to wear today Mikey?"

"Um, let's go with the Attends today."

"Okey dokey." As soon as I had him changed, he got dressed and went back to playing video games. "What do you want for breakfast?"

"Let's have pancakes, sausage, and scrambled eggs!"

"Okay. I'll go tell the kitchen staff what you want. I'll be right back."

On my way down to the kitchen, I ran into President and Mrs. James. Mr. James asked me how the morning was going so far. "It's going well; for me that is. Clark's apartment was broken into last night so he'll be back later. Only a few things were stolen."

"Well, it's good to hear that most of his things are all right," Mr. James said. "While we're on the topic of Clark, feel free to invite him on your trip to Cancun. My treat."

"Thanks sir. I'll tell him when he gets here. I better go. Michael's getting hungry and I need to tell the kitchen staff what he wants."

Mrs. James spoke up, "Oh yes, you can't keep a hungry teenager waiting for too long can we?"

I love going down to the kitchen. It always smells wonderful. These men and women definitely earn their keep. As soon as I walked into the kitchen area, I was already drooling. They were in the process of preparing dinner for that evening. The head chef, Pierre, spotted me and walked over to greet me. "Good morning Pierre. I'm here to tell you what Michael wants for breakfast." After telling him to prepare for three, I asked him what we were having for supper.

"Mr. Caldwell, we're having top sirloin steak and barbeque chicken."

"Man, it smells so good. I can't wait!"

Clark arrived just before breakfast was ready. I kissed him and told him that we needed to get to the private dining room before Michael ate all the food. We chuckled as we walked off hand-in-hand.

From the expression on Clark's face, I could tell he was loving breakfast. Come to think of it, so was I. This sure beats McDonald's any day. After eating all we could, the three of us went to Michael's room to play poker. "Get ready to hand over all your allowance Michael. I'm gonna kick your butt," I said.

"In your dreams," was his response.

After a few hours of poker, Clark was clearly the winner. He managed to win $100 from both Michael and myself. Michael and I were both needing a change so I changed him and then Clark led me to my room to change. I could tell he wanted more and apparently Michael caught on too because he was giggling nonstop.

Part 23:

Meanwhile, while Clark and Brian are having some 'fun', Michael decides to call Jake. He was beginning to miss hearing his smooth voice all the time. After a few rings, Jake answered his phone.

"Hi Jake, it's me Michael. How are you doing?"

"Hey Michael, I'm just getting ready to go to bed. I've got a long day tomorrow so I need a little extra sleep. I was actually going to call you just as you called. How weird is that?"

"Sounds like we think alike. That's pretty cool. How'd your day go?"

"It went all right. I went with Dad to the hospitals to visit the people hurt in the attack. It made me so sad. I kept wondering what I'd do if something ever happened to you."

"Hey Jake, it's all right. I'm not going anywhere. Didn't you know that us Americans are made of steel? The only thing that hurts us is kryptonite."

Jake burst out laughing so hard he began choking on his tea. After regaining his composure, he replied, "Man Michael, don't make me laugh while I'm drinking. You might kill me and then where'd we be?"

"I'm sorry, I just couldn't resist. I just said the first thing that popped into my head. Well, I better let you get to sleep if you've got a long day tomorrow. When are you coming back here? I miss you a whole lot."

"I'll see you sooner than you think dude," Jake said. "I'll talk to you later sweetie. G'night."

Part 24:

Meanwhile, back in Brian's room, Clark had just finished rediapering Brian. When Brian stood up, Clark laid down to be diapered. "What, you really want to be diapered? You're not just doing this for me?"

"Yea, Brian, I do want to be diapered. I actually kinda like it. They're pretty soft and comfy. Now quit messing around and diaper me dude!"

"Hey, nobody calls me dude, dude," Brian says jokingly.

After he finished diapering Clark, they got dressed so they could check on Michael. They found him on the phone with Jake. When he hung up, Brian walked over and asked him how Jake was doing.

"He's doing all right. He's made me kinda confused though. He said he'd see me sooner than I thought. What was that supposed to mean and why are you looking at me like that? Do you know something I don't Brian?"

Brian was trying to suppress his smile while he responded, "I plead the fifth! You're not getting anything outta me. My lips are sealed."

"Well if you're not going to say anything, would you mind changing me? I think I'm about to leak," Michael said.

"Sure I'll change you but after I do we need to get dressed for dinner. Your dad said we all need to dress up tonight because we're celebrating something special. By the way, since your birthday is next week, what would you want for a gift? I can't think of anything to get you."

Michael responded, "Surprise me. So you actually agreed to dress up Brian? I can't believe you're not putting up an argument."

"Well, since it is a special occasion, I guess I could dress up but the minute it's over, I'm changing back into some jeans and a tee shirt. I despise suits!"

After changing Michael, the three went to get dressed. Brian invited Clark to join them for supper but clark said he didn't have a suit to wear. "That's all right. We're about the same size so you can wear one of mine. By the way, I think I know what to get Michael for his birthday."

"Really, what?" Clark asked.

Part 25:

Brian, Michael, and Clark all walked into the formal dining room together. When they entered, close to 100 people all shouted, "Happy Birthday Michael!!"

"But wait, my birthday isn't until next week. Why are we celebrating tonight?" Michael asked, puzzled.

His mom came forward and said, "We wanted to surprise you so we planned your party for tonight. Judging by the look on your face I'd say we succeeded in surprising you. Come here, your father and I want to give you a gift."

Michael followed his parents to the back of the room to a door that was closed. "Well son, open the door," his dad said.

Michael walked forward and grabbed the doorknob and slowly pulled the door open. Jake and his family were standing on the other side of the door. "Jake!" was all Michael said as he ran forward and gave him a hug. "You lied to me. You said you were going to bed early because you had something going on tomorrow."

"I told you that so you'd be surprised when you saw me tonight. And we do have a long day tomorrow. You and I are going to the National Zoo. My dad pulled a few strings and they will be closed to the public. We'll be the only people in the zoo! I can't wait to see the pandas and the elephants. They're my favorite animals."

"Cool, I've never been to the zoo while it's closed. I guess we won't have to take as many Secret Service agents since there won't be anyone around."

President James overheard this part and said, "Michael, you will still have a full group of agents. Just because it's closed doesn't mean it's totally safe. After the attack in London, we're not taking any chances, especially where you're involved."

Michael said, "Yea, I guess you're right dad. It's still going to be a lot of fun though. I can't wait!"

The head butler, Martin, announced, "Dinner is being served."

Everyone sat down to eat one of the largest meals they had ever seen.

After a full night of festivities, everyone called it a night. Jake was invited by Michael to stay in his room and off they went. Brian and Clark chatted with Michael and Jake's families for a few minutes before retiring. They all agreed that it had been a great evening.

...To be continued...

**I hope you enjoyed this installment. Sorry for it being so short. I promise to write more for the next update. Look for it in a week or two. If you have questions or comments (good or bad), email them to me at coolguydan@gmail.com. I love to hear from you all.