    Friends
    By: Eric_DL

    Summary: This story is about two friends, Jason and Justin, who meet
    each other one day during P. E. and soon learn that they have a lot in
    common. Including a love of diapers.
    story: Friends

    Part 1

    	Jason stopped running and placed his hands on his knees in order
    to catch his breath. P. E. was his least favorite class and running was
    his least favorite sport, and noticing that he was only a fourth of the
    way through the mile that he was supposed to complete, he realized that
    this was going to be a long three years.
    	Today was only the third day of his seventh grade year and
    already he was seriously considering home school. At least he wouldn't
    have to deal with, what he considered, the equivalent of a hamster's
    exercise wheel. And the food would infinitely be better than the
    cafeteria cuisine. However, home school was no longer in the equation.
    Before school started that year his mother gave him the option of home
    school because of his incredible tendency to be shy. But, Jason decided
    to try and be brave, to show his mother that he could overcome his
    shyness. After three days he was ready to rescind his decision.
    	"Are you okay?" Jason was somewhat stunned at hearing a voice
    break through his thoughts and looked up, still panting like a dog.
    Another seventh grader was standing next to him with a concerned look
    on his face.
    	After a moment's silence he asked again, "Are you okay?"
    	Jason finally can out of his trance, "Yes, I just need to catch
    my breath," he managed to pant out. "Well, you better do it fast
    because Coach Wilkes is starting to stare with that twitching left eye
    of his, and frankly I wouldn't trust anything that moves as much as
    that eye moves."
    	Jason looked up and sure enough Coach Wilkes was looking in his
    direction, left eye twitching furiously. Not wanting to attract so much
    attention within the first week Jason straightened up and started
    walking a slow pace.
    	After a moment or two, Coach Wilkes' attention was diverted by a
    pair of stoners trying to depants him. "I don't like running either,"
    said the other boy that seemed to have continued walking by his side.
    Jason found it amazing that he hadn't noticed it before, and now having
    the chance to get a good look at the boy he noticed a similarity with
    himself. He noticed that, like himself, this boy was smaller than most
    of the other kid's their age and around the same height; however there
    was a large difference in hair and eye color. The boy's hair was a
    dirty blonde and his eyes a pale blue, where as Jason's hair was jet
    black and his eyes a dark brown.
    	"My name's Justin by the way," he continued.
    	"Jason, my name's Jason." Justin held out his hand in a friendly
    way inviting Jason to shake hands. Jason accepted the invitation and
    smiled, half at the friendliness of his new friend and half at the
    strange new sensation that began dancing in his stomach at the meeting
    of their hands. Jason dismissed the feeling quickly and continued
    walking for they had stopped for the short formality.
    	During the mile that took an entire class period the two became
    fast friends talking about anything that came to mind. They both found
    that they each had a fascination with comic books and video games,
    which included X-Men and any Star Wars game for Playstation. Jason was
    almost sad for P. E. to end now that he had actually met a new friend.
    They walked back to the locker room and changed for their next class,
    which began in five minutes. Jason felt that he would never get used to
    the idea of having classes on opposite sides of the school, but now he
    felt differently about that and the school year. Now he felt that he
    could take on anything as long as he had at least one friend to help
    him see it through.
    	Interestingly enough Jason didn't see Justin the rest of the day.
    Not in any of his classes and not walking the halls between classes.
    After school Jason waited out front for his mother. He didn't have to
    wait long; five minutes later he could see his mom's mini-van pull into
    the parking lot. Filled with the excitement of the day Jason ran to his
    mother's van and jumped into the passenger seat.
    	"My goodness, did we have a good day," his mother asked with an
    amused look on her face. The moment the question left her lips Jason
    flooded her with details including meeting Justin during his P. E.
    class. It wasn't until they pulled into their driveway that Jason
    stopped talking.
    	"Well, this Justin seems like a nice kid," she said as they
    walked up the front door, "You should invite him over one of these
    days." Jason's eyes widened in excitement, he couldn't wait for
    tomorrow to ask Justin.
    	 Later that night, after dinner, Jason's mother came into his
    room. "It's time for bed sweetie."
    	"Okay, mom," Jason replied. As she walked out of the room she
    yelled back at him, "Don't forget to wear your Goodnites Jason." Jason
    hadn't wet the bed in about a month now. However, the threat still
    loomed over him so he continued to wear them to bed without any fuss.
    Not to mention he had grown to enjoy wearing them at night and waking
    up to a dry bed in the morning. Along with a newfound feeling of
    safety, Jason had recently discovered the wonders of masturbation and
    had used his Goodnight's to full effect.
    	Jason finished checking his email and went into the bathroom to
    brush his teeth and relieve himself. This had never worked to curb his
    bedwetting two month's ago, but he didn't want to break up the routine
    that he had now established. When he had finished walked back into his
    room and shut the door, along with his growing into his teenage years
    he had now developed shyness about his body around his mother.
    Something his mother accepted quietly, with only the occasional smile.
    	He had first taken off his shirt, pants (socks and shoes were
    removed earlier in the day), and then his briefs to reveal his small
    penis. After only a moment to check the growth of his pubic hair he
    went to his dresser and pulled open one of the drawers. Inside the
    drawer was all of his underwear, on the left side, and all of his
    Goodnites, on the right. He pulled one of the Goodnites out and closed
    the drawer. Already his small penis was beginning to stiffen. He
    quickly slipped on the Goodnite in case his mother should happen to
    walk in without knocking; she loved to do that. In just a few moments
    time he put on his pajamas and headed out of his room to say goodnight
    to his mother.
    	She was in the living watching the ten o'clock news when he came
    in and gave her a kiss on the cheek, "Goodnight Mom." She grabbed him
    by the face and forced a sloppy wet on to his lips, "Sweet dreams
    honey."
    	"Eww, gross!" He yelled as he quickly ran to his room to escape.
    	Once inside he again shut the door behind him and turned off the
    light. The room fell into complete darkness. It took a few seconds for
    his eyes to adjust to the sudden darkness, but when they had he went to
    his bed pulled back the covers and crawled into bed and anxiously
    waited for his mother to retire as well.
    	Sure enough, at ten-thirty he heard her footsteps come from the
    living, past his door and into the room down the hall. He heard the
    click of the door closing and smiled. The second he heard the door
    close he rolled over onto his stomach and began rubbing his still erect
    penis into the bed, making a thrusting motion. He started to moan
    slightly as the pleasure began to grow, and as his thrusting became
    faster and faster until he reached a fantastic climax. His relaxed onto
    the bed and within minutes he fell asleep with new fantasies, which
    included his new friend Justin, swimming through his mind, and later
    his dreams.

    To be continued.