    Diaper Me!

    By Coodie

    e-mail sababy@geocities.com
    http://www.geocities.com/WestHollywood/Park/7198

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    Disclaimer: This article is a work of fiction. No characters
    in this story are related to any persons living or dead.
    This story contains infantilism and regression. Although
    minors are used, this story does not contain child
    pornography. This story may be distributed freely, but may
    not be sold or published unless the author has given written
    consent.
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    	Again the thunder roared. However it was not the
    thunder that woke up 14 year old John Marshall. It was the
    wet bed. His third that week. Oblivious to the storm raging
    outside, John removed the wet sheets and protective plastic
    covering from his bed. He took off his sodden pajamas and
    fetched a dry blanket. He quickly fell asleep again.
    	In the morning John awoke to the sun shining on his
    face through his open curtains. He stepped over the pile of
    wet linen on the floor and turned on the shower in his en-
    suite bathroom. He had a quick five minute shower and washed
    away all traces of the previous nights accident. He left the
    shower feeling refreshed and ready for school. He got
    dressed, had a quick breakfast, and by 8:00 he was on the
    school bus.
    	School for John was uneventful. He was an all right
    student. He managed to get a few A's, but he never really
    applied himself. At least that's what his teachers wrote on
    his report card.
    	When John arrived home, his mother was waiting for him
    in the lounge. This was unusual as she usually worked during
    the day.
    	"John I need to talk to you"
    	"About what ?"
    	"Just wait for me up in your room, and I'll be up in a
    sec.."
    	John was a bit worried now, but he went up to his room
    without further argument. When John entered the room, the
    first thing he noticed was a package on his bed. It was blue
    and plastic. On closer inspection, it was....a package of
    diapers...youth sized diapers to be precise. John new why
    they were there, to control his bedwetting, but there was no
    way he was going to wear one of those he thought to himself.
    He was not a baby. Johns mother entered the room.
    	"John, do you know why those are there ?"
    	"Uh huh, but I'm not gonna wear them !"
    	"Why not ? Do you like waking up in a wet bed every
    morning ?"
    	"No but I'd prefer it to wearing diapers. I'm not a
    little baby. I'm sure I'll stop wetting !"
    	"Well its up to you. I'll leave them here just in case
    you change your mind, but one more wet bed, and there's no
    more arguments, its straight back into diapers. I don't care
    how old you are."
    	With that John's mother left the room leaving the
    package of diapers and her worried son behind her.
    	That night John limited his fluid intake, and he went
    to the bathroom about a dozen times before he went to bed.
    For the first time in a week, he woke up in a dry bed. He
    did not wet the bed again that week and continued to stay
    dry. The diapers remained unused on shelf as a constant
    reminder.
    	The rest of the school term passed on uneventfully.
    John managed to obtain a reasonable pass at the end of the
    term and he looked forward to the Christmas holidays.
    	A few days before school broke up, Johns mother
    received a phone call. It was from her sister who lived in
    England. She had moved there when she had got married. Her
    son, Dale, Johns cousin, was visiting the states and she
    wanted to know if it was all right for him to stay with them
    for a while. "Of course, that'll be great," said Mrs.
    Marshall.
    	Dale arrived 10 days later. John and his family met
    Dale at the airport. Although Dale was only 12, John quickly
    took a liking to his cousin.
    	A spare bed was set up in Johns room and Dale quickly
    became part of the family. As the rain continued unabated,
    John and Dale were stuck in doors for the majority if the
    time. The two boys were playing monopoly in their room, when
    for the first time Dale noticed the unopened packet of
    diapers on the shelf.
    	 "What are those for ?" he inquired.
    	 "Uhh...nothing.." replied John, uninterested.
    	Dale stood up and fetched the package from the shelf.
    "Cool"
    	John grunted a reply and continued to study the game.
    	Dale returned to his seat with the package on his lap
    and studied the instructions.
    	"Your turn," said John.
    	"Can I try one on ?"
    	"WHAT !" shouted John
    	"Pleeeease," begged Dale, tilting his head and staring
    at John with wide eyes.
    	John considered the strange request. It could be quite
    fun he thought. Maybe he would take a picture. He could
    always use that to blackmail Dale later.
    	"OK - I suppose if you really want to."
    	Dale let out a whoop of joy and dived onto the bed and
    lay on his back.
    	"Now what ?" inquired John.
    	"You gotta put it on me - like a real baby."
    	John shrugged and picked up the bag of diapers. He
    ripped the plastic open. The smell of plastic and baby
    powder wafted through the room. John opened the diaper up
    and laid it on the bed next to Dale. He didn't know what to
    do next. He decided to remove Dales shoes first. That was
    easy enough. When they were off, he moved up to his shirt.
    He pulled the shirt up under his arms. Next came the pants.
    This was a bit more difficult. He fumbled with the buttons
    on Dale's jeans, but finally got them open. John managed to
    pull the jeans off. That was when John got a real shock.
    Dale wasn't wearing any underwear. He just grinned
    sheepishly and looked to the side. Dale lifted his legs in
    the air and grabbed his toes, raising his but in the air.
    John knew what to do next. He grabbed the diaper and slid it
    under Dales raised butt. Dale let go of his toes and his
    legs came down. John almost choked. Although Dale's dick was
    quite small and devoid of any hair, it was standing fully
    erect. John started to feel his own dick pushing against his
    pants. He was starting to get aroused staring at his naked
    cousin. He took hold of the diaper and pulled it up between
    Dales legs. His brushed against Dale's leg, sending shivers
    through his body. He quickly taped up the diaper. He gave
    Dale a pet on his thigh to tell him that he was finished and
    Dale stood up. He walked over to the mirror and admired his
    reflection. John had to admit, he looked quite cute standing
    there in just his diaper and T-shirt.
    	It was supper time and Johns mother called the boys
    down to eat. Dale wanted to keep the diaper on, but didn't
    want to go downstairs where everyone could see him. John
    agreed to go down and fetch their dinner so that they could
    eat in the bedroom.
    	Dale and John ate on the bed. After Dale had drunk his
    third glass of Coke he lent back and open his legs. The
    front of his diaper started turning yellow. John couldn't
    believe it. He was peeing in the diaper. Then in his most
    babyish voice, Dale asked to be changed, and promptly stuck
    his thumb in his mouth, which he started to suck.
    	This time John was much more keen. Although his was
    only 14, Dale was much lighter than him and he managed to
    pick him up and carry him to the other bed. He laid him down
    on his back and went to get some supplies. He went to the
    bathroom and grabbed a towel which he wet with some warm
    water. He also grabbed some baby powder, which his sister
    used to powder her swimming cap. When he returned to his
    room, Dale was lying on his back with his hands behind his
    head. John got straight to work. He unbuttoned Dale's shirt
    and removed it. He did the same to his shoes, socks and
    pants. There were no underpants this time, just a very
    sodden diaper. John could already see a small bulge in
    Dale's diaper. He put his hand on the crotch of Dale's
    diaper and pushed down gently. He could feel Dale's young
    erection beneath the layers of plastic. Dale moaned gently
    with pleasure. John found himself getting an erection. He
    undid the tapes of the diaper, 6 in all, and pealed back the
    sodden garment. He lifted Dale's legs and pulled the diaper
    out from underneath him, and rolled it up. He took the warm
    damp cloth and proceeded to wipe Dale's diaper area,
    removing all traces of urine. When he was finished he
    grabbed the powder. He was just about to apply the powder,
    when he put the bottle back on the bed. Instead he placed
    his finger on Dale's balls and slowly moved them up to the
    tip of his dick. He sat on the bed next to the younger boy
    and then lifted him onto his lap.
    	"And now ?" asked Dale.
    	"Wait and see," replied John
    	Dale giggled and leaned back into John. John could feel
    his erection growing and pushing against Dale's back.
    	"Stop poking me in the back !" Dale said halfheartedly.
    	John took hold of Dales erect dick with his two fingers
    and slowly started to stroke it, back and forth. Dale's
    naked body pushed back against John in response. He placed
    his hand on Johns leg and his grip increase with every
    stroke. As he climaxed his whole body tensed and he let out
    a slight moan.
    	"Were going to have to do that again," said Dale very
    casually.