    Behind the Scenes - A diaper fic.

    summary: The two main stars of Malcolm in the Middle, Frankie Muniz and
    Justin Berfields lives are turned upside down when Frankie catches his
    best friend Justin masturbating in a diaper.

    !!!!!!!!!!WARNING!!!!!!!!!!!!!
    I don't own Malcolm in the Middle or Lizzie McGuire. All characters,
    names, and locations owned by FOX and Disney respectively. The actors
    themselves may or may not be owned by FOX and Disney. The character of
    Sarah is NOT dating Justin Berfield to my knowledge... as I created
    her. And Hillary Duff and Frankie Muniz may or may not be dating. This
    story contains sexual situations between male teenagers exploring their
    sexuality. I am not making any assumption about the actor's sexuality
    or view of diapers, it is not real. This story is 100% fiction (I
    wager). And if it's illegal to read it where you are... DON'T! This
    story is to remain free. Forever.
    !!!!!!!!!WARNING!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    Chapter 1.

    Justin Berfield, only recently 16, sat alone in his trailer, with all
    the doors locked. Frankie Muniz, also 16 nearly 17, his best friend and
    Malcolm in the Middle Star was rehearsing lines with the rest of the
    on-screen family. Justin sighed a sigh of relief when he found out this
    was happening. Quickly, he ran to his room and dragged out a large box.
    He was shaking with anticipation as he opened the box.

    He pulled out a few items. Baby powder, baby oil and a large diaper. He
    then pulled out some wipes, a bottle and a pacifier. For a couple of
    years now Justin had had a diaper fetish. Well, he'd always had it.
    He'd just only recently began to act on it. The sixteen year old
    thought now would be a good time to do just that.

    Excitement rippled through his body as he opened the diaper, it's
    smelling filling his nostrils, calming him. The way it crinkled when we
    laid it on the ground giving him a boner right there. He stood up and
    pulled off his shirt and unbuckled his belt, taking of his pants. Now
    naked, he lay on the open diaper. He put some powder onto his groin and
    rubbed it in slowly. His penis grew almost immediately. He was tempted
    to grab it just then and jack off, but he decided against it and poured
    some baby oil into his hand. When he put the baby oil down, he slid the
    pacifier into his mouth with his free hand. Justin massaged the oil
    into his throbbing penis slowly. It danced with delight, and he
    couldn't wait anymore.

    Grabbing his penis, he began to stroke it, faster and faster, the look
    of pleasure on his face made it obvious he enjoyed doing this. His
    breathing also increased and just as he came, the door swung open and
    Frankie stood open mouthed in the doorway, looking at Justin--A sixteen
    year old boy, sitting with a diaper half on and a pacifier in his
    mouth.

    "H-how did you get in?" Justin stammered, around the pacifier, to
    shocked to really move.

    Frankie quickly closed the door. "You know I have a key. Are you an
    idiot?"

    Justin went to spit out the pacifier, but Frankie held it in place, and
    pinned the boy down. Smiling he then taped up the diaper. Justin could
    only glare at Frankie, who grabbed the camera Justin was going to use
    and took some photos. He could barely stop laughing.

    "Hey, Justin! Smile for the camera baby!" He said. He took some close
    up of Justin cum covered hand. "I didn't know you liked diapers. But
    that might explain why you're so submissive."

    Justin was Frankie's best friend and was always there for him, but at
    the same time, Frankie was the 'leader'. Justin was always the one who
    let Frankie take charge, he wouldn't say anything bad to him if he
    angry or if he was sad. He spent hours with Frankie trying to cheer him
    up when he didn't win an award the year before, which turned into their
    first mutual masturbation session. Frankie was also older and more
    experienced, so he led the way for this as well.

    Justin spat the pacifier out, and stood up now that the shock was
    wearing off. "I'll kill you if this gets out Frankie!" He warned him in
    a tone he barely ever used.

    "It won't get out. If you be my diaper slave. You see, I'm bisexual. I
    like both men and women. And if you do what I say, when I say this
    won't get out. Okay?" Frankie said.

    Justin conceded knowing that was the only option, but at the same time,
    he was shocked to learn his best friend was bisexual. He wondered how
    long he had known, and if that was why he had taught Justin to
    masturbate. "How long do I have to do this for?" He asked.

    "As long as I want, and no one will find out... But you lost your
    pacifier. So you'll have to get a new one." With that, Frankie
    unbuckled his belt, and pulled off his pants. "Suck." He pointed to his
    throbbing boner.

    Justin shook his head. "No way! You're my best friend. It would be too
    weird. I mean sure, we've masturbated together before... But this is
    different!" Frankie had introduced Justin to masturbation, and the two
    had masturbated together many times. But that was as far as it went, as
    both boys weren't game enough to go further. Justin just assumed they
    were both straight and there was no reason.

    "Then maybe I should go show these to everyone." Frankie said smiling.
    "Hey, maybe we could make this a story on the show. It would get an
    Emmy for most fucked up actor!"

    Justin stood up and walked over to Frankie, fuming. Despite this he
    bent down onto his knees and let his lips envelope Frankie's penis. And
    he began sucking.

    Frankie was enjoying this immensely, and felt week at the knees, he
    pulled out the chair and sat on it. Justin's head was bobbing up and
    down, his tongue flicking over Frankie's penis as his friend groaned
    and told him not to stop. Pre-cum oozed into Justin's mouth. He went
    slowly, trying to pro-long Frankie's pleasure. Frankie reached down
    with his arms and began to caress Justin's penis. It sprung to full
    length in seconds.

    Then with his hands he began to rub Frankie's thighs and legs. He
    groaned in delight, and his pleasure increased. Frankie had told Justin
    not to just masturbate but to do other things while you're doing it.

    "You seem like a pro." Frankie said in between breaths. Finally, his
    body tensed up and he came, all of it spilling into Justin's mouth.
    Justin promptly slipped of the penis and spat the cum into the bin.

    Frankie wasn't finished though and slipped his lips onto Justin's penis
    and sucked it, without warning. His moved around his penis and he
    eagerly swallowed the pre-cum. Frankie began to massage it with his
    lips and Justin yelped in surprise. Finally Justin came. There was
    barely any cum though after his jacking off in the diaper.

    "Whoa." They both said in unison.

    Justin was the first to speak. "That was... interesting." He enjoyed it
    and his friend could tell.

    Frankie just nodded. Justin stood up, his white Depends diaper
    crinkling with every move he made. Justin went to grab his pants. "What
    are you doing?" Frankie asked.

    Justin shrugged. "Getting changed. I've got some scenes to film."

    Frankie grabbed him by the shoulder, "fine. But come straight back
    here. Okay? Remember... I have all the cards. Or the photos at least."
    Frankie poked out his tongue at Justin, who just smiled. Justin went to
    pull of one of the tape of the diaper, but again Frankie stopped him.
    "No. I will change you."

    Justin jumped back with his hands up, "no way. I'm putting on regular
    boxers when I go."

    "Fine. But I'm taking the diaper off. And putting a new one on you when
    you get back." Frankie told him.

    Justin tried to act tough, but deep down in his mind this was what he
    had always wanted. He'd always wanted to be 'the baby'. And Frankie was
    the guy to make that happen. They'd grown really close lately, more
    than ever since they'd both started masturbating, and Justin was sure
    he was straight, but after tonight, he was becoming doubtful. Frankie
    was right--Justin was the submissive one.

    "Alright." Justin said. Frankie could tell this was what he wanted.

    His friend gestured to the ground, and Justin complied by laying down.
    Knowing there was no way out of this situation without destroying the
    camera, he decided to go with it and began to suck on his thumb.
    Frankie undid the six tapes slowly and pulled the diaper off revealing
    a very hard Justin. Frankie being the opportunist quickly took a few
    snaps of Justin like this.

    Frankie began to wipe his crotch with the baby wipes to get rid of all
    the cum. He decided not to play on it at the moment and when he was
    finished wiping his groin and his hands, he pulled the diaper from
    under him and let him go get changed. Frankie had already thought of
    new ways to use his baby.

    When Justin returned from his filming a few hours later, he found
    Frankie asleep on his bed. He crept around slowly trying to find the
    camera Frankie had stolen, but was interrupted by co-star Bryan
    Cranston. "Come on, Justin, Frankie. We need to re-film the first few
    scenes. Then were finished for the season!" He cried, obviously wanting
    a break.

    Frankie woke up and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. He eyed Justin,
    and wordlessly followed him out of the trailer. They all met on set to
    re-film the opening scene. The director had wanted it done that night
    so they could all finish early and have a few more days break before
    they had to begin filming the next season.

    A couple of hours passed and it was time to leave. Frankie and Justin
    had organized to meet their girlfriends, Hillary Duff and Sarah
    McLachlan, after filming to go away for a few days. The four were going
    to go to Australia for a week or two, before spending the rest of their
    break in California. Hillary had been looking forward to spending this
    much time with Frankie for months, but their TV schedules didn't allow
    it to happen very often.

    Justin and Frankie entered their trailers completely exhausted. They
    sat down on their beds silently glad it was over for another year.

    "So, when are Hillary and Sarah getting here?" Justin asked.

    "Not sure, I told them anytime after seven." Frankie said glancing at
    his watch. "And it's eight-thirty."

    "Maybe they're gonna meet us at the airport?" Justin said. Since they
    went back on set, they'd been talking and joking like before the
    diapers had even entered the picture.

    "Yeah. I guess. I--Hey! I've got a message on my phone." He activated
    the Message.

    "Hey, Frankie, It's me Hillary. Sarah and I are going to meet you and
    Justin at the airport tomorrow morning. Okay?" The message ended.

    "Wow. Want to make any other predictions?" Frankie joked. "So we've got
    to go soon. All my bags are packed at home. What about you?"

    Justin nodded. "Yeah. So, I've just got to pick them up. Do you wanna
    stay at my place tonight? That way we can us go straight to the
    airport."

    "Sure. Let's go. Just let me pack my things here."

    An hour later, they had arrived at Justin's. Justin's parents were at a
    relatives 40th birthday and wouldn't be home for a while, so they'd
    left goodbye notes for Justin and planned to ring him in the morning.
    Justin had booked the taxi and they were all set.

    A devilish grin formed on Frankie's face. "Guess what? We're alone.
    We've got a few hours, and I have the photos."

    "And?" Justin said playing innocent.

    "Don't be a jackass."

    Justin fetched himself and Frankie a can of Mountain Dew. "I'm not
    going to suck you off again, okay? God what about our girlfriends?"

    "I don't want you to suck me off. I'm going to diaper you. Remember the
    deal."

    Justin set his drink down and pulled off his shirt. "Will it involve me
    cumming at all?"

    Frankie ignored the question, and Justin didn't really care enough
    again. Frankie could make him cum so much in a short amount of time.

    Justin lay on the ground near Frankie with no shirt on. Frankie
    unbuckles his pants slowly and pulled them off. Justin was much more
    eager to let Frankie diaper him this time, and made no attempt to hide
    the boner in his boxers. Frankie didn't say anything and pulled them
    off. He held Justin's legs up while Justin sucked his thumb and stared
    up at the ceiling.

    Frankie opened a diaper and laid it under his friend. Although Frankie
    had no desire to do anything with the diapers, he enjoyed the smell of
    a fresh diaper. He continued on, sprinkling powder over his crotch and
    rubbing it in. Quickly he drizzled some baby oil on his hand, and
    rubbed it into Justin's penis.

    As his penis danced in delight and throbbed, Frankie used his other
    hand to rub his own penis through his pants. Justin was in a dream like
    state when this was going on. Just as Justin felt he was about to cum,
    Frankie stopped masturbating him and taped up the diaper quickly.

    Justin sat up wordlessly wondering why Frankie had stopped. Frankie
    pulled of his pants. And despite Justin's objections earlier allowed
    Frankie to slip his penis in his mouth. But before he did that, he
    kissed Justin passionately on the lips. Frankie positioned himself on
    top of Justin's chest and rubbed his penis through the diaper. As
    Justin's penis throbbed underneath the diaper, Frankie came in his
    mouth and watched Justin swallow his cum eagerly sucking it dry.
    Frankie had stopped now and lay his now limp penis onto of Justin's
    diaper. He then began to slide up and down him, simulating sex. Justin
    kissed him lightly on the cheek as he tensed up shooting his load into
    the diaper.

    "Oh. My. Fucking. God." Frankie muttered. "Are you okay? That was
    amazing."

    "I know, almost as good as Sarah and I when we--" Justin trailed off.

    Frankie pushed a little as he cleaned off the cum with few wipes. "As
    you?" Suddenly it clicked. "Ooh... So you two had sex?"

    Justin shook his head. "Not yet. She gave me head. I fingered her. We
    were going to go further but we decided to stop."

    "Cool." Frankie said. "Me an Hillary haven't gone that far. She wants
    to wait." He stopped, almost thoughtfully. "Wanna watch a movie? I
    bought a few."

    "Sure, but we should try and go to bed before one or two. I mean we
    have to get up at six. At the latest." Justin said looking at the
    DVD's. "How about we watch this one?" He asked holding up X-Men 2.
    "I've heard this is really good."

    "Sure." They began watching the movie, and joking around with the food
    and the drink. About halfway through the movie, Justin felt the need to
    piss. He decided that for now he was a baby, and let it all flow into
    his diaper. The warmth soaking into his penis, and the diaper growing
    larger it had absorbed so much. Despite this, a small amount of urine
    trickled down Justin's leg.

    "Enjoy that?" Frankie asked curiously. He was intrigued by why his best
    friend liked diapers so much. Justin nodded in response with a warm
    smile on his face. "I'll change you later."

    After the movie, Frankie changed Justin, and the two went to bed.
    Frankie made sure the camera was carefully concealed in his bag, and
    that all Justin's baby things were packed away as well so no one would
    find them. He gave Justin a bottle of milk and a pacifier as he went to
    bed. Cute. Frankie thought as Justin sucked on the bottle. Just like a
    real baby.

    He laid down next to Justin on the double bed and fell asleep. At about
    half-past-four he woke up, his eyes took a while to adjust, and despite
    the sweat that drenched his forehead, his body felt cold. He lifted the
    sheets off to get a drink, and saw that he had wet the bed. The smell
    of urine entered his nostrils, and he couldn't think straight.

    "What the fuck?!" He cried, hoping Justin wouldn't wake up. "How could
    I wet the bed? Maybe Justin's diaper just leaked." But he knew that
    wasn't true, he could feel his boxers soaked and the urine all over his
    body. As he jumped up to have a shower quickly, he failed to notice the
    bulge forming in his pants at the thought of pissing his bed.

    To be continued.