    MR. LENNY'S DELIGHT

    Name List:

    Mr. Lenny... Tom... Unmarried. Owns duplex. Loves children.

    Clara. Asian mother of Benji. Unmarried. Moves into Duplex.
    Allows Benji to wear diapers as long as he wants to us
    them. In love with Tom.

    Benji. 8 year old when Tom first meets him. Clara's son.
    Makes Tom his father figure. Wears Diapers because he wets
    without control. Does not poop diaper unless under stress.

    David Meyers. Age 9. Has a younger sister. Friend of Benji.
    Meets with Benji when both are 9 years old. David wears
    diapers most his life because of a bladder problem. He may
    out grow this problem but he will still want to wear
    diapers just for the fun of it.

    Bobby Jones age 10 when first enters the story. Bobby is a
    strange boy. Like Benji has no bothers nor sisters. His
    parents pay him little attention. His father is ashamed of
    having a older son still in diapers. Mother thinks her son
    is `cute' and shows him off to some of her even stranger
    friends. Bobby Jones has two sisters ages 14 and 16. These
    sisters really care for their little brother and with the
    help of their mother they use him to learn about boys.
    Bobby has been `used' most of his life in one way or
    another. Through the wearing of diapers and been pampered
    by his mother and sisters, Bobby has developed a strong
    fetish to the diaper giving him strong sexual feelings when
    he observes other boys wearing them. For Bobby, diaper-
    wearing and sex arousal are the same. He is confused about
    himself and has very few friends his own age. Bobby hangs
    out with younger boys and is overjoyed with boys that have
    a diaper need.

    IMPORTANT: Although Bobby is aroused sexually by the sight
    of diapers, especially on boys, he is very silent careful
    and silent about this part of his personality. Although he
    does romp around with the younger boys and enjoys the
    sexual feelings this will generate, he very seldom makes
    any sexual advances toward other boys who he is very
    interested in. This is one of his secrets he keeps to
    himself just as he keeps what goes on at home between his
    sisters and him.

    Introduction

    	This story involves a middle aged retiree, a 26 year
    old woman and her 8 year old son.
    	Our story begins one Spring Day a few years ago near a
    small town in the West. Tom and his wife had purchased a
    duplex near the edge of town, planning to use one side to
    live in and the other to subsidize their retirement income.
    	It would seem Mr. Lenny had every thing planned and
    under control, then, his wife suddenly died after a short
    illness. This loss left Mr. Lenny a broken and saddened
    man. He wanted to just give up and die himself.
    	This is a story of a little preteen boy who learns
    about life and love from a lonely retiree. It's about
    problems that are best solved through sharing between three
    lonely people who's ages seem too far apart. Mr. Lenny, the
    mother and son prove that age gaps have nothing to do with
    love that binds with cords of kindness and genuine caring.
    	This story is about an eight year old boy that has
    daytime wetting problems that he has not been able to
    control, a mother that understands and gives her son all
    the protection he needs to protect him from comments from
    unthinking critics.
    	If the reader thinks that love, kindness, helpfulness
    and joy are somehow connected to evil intent then they will
    not want to read this story. Nothing will be found here
    that would make this story sexually arousing. It is about a
    boy with special needs, a man with special needs and a
    woman with her special needs..... is much like all of us.
    These three are very blessed.... they found each other!
    	As our story starts we find Tom in a depressed mood,
    ready to give up. He has been hurting inside ever since his
    wife died. Soon something would happen that would change
    his life forever.
    	Tom received a long distance phone call.
    	"Hello, Tom here......"
    	The voice from the other end of the line had traveled
    all the way from the East Coast in answer to his ad
    recently posted on the net. "Mr. Lenny, I just got a job in
    your area I am most interested in renting the duplex, is it
    still available?"
    	"Yes.... it is!" Tom answered.
    	This is where our story starts...... Hope you enjoy
    it.

    MR. LENNY'S DELIGHT

    Tom the Landlord -- Part 1

    	Mr. Lenny just drove into his driveway after spending
    the morning shopping for groceries downtown. Alone, as he
    had been for the past few years since his wife died, Tom
    makes his way up the steps setting the box of groceries
    down long enough to get the key turned in the lock.
    	"Hi Mr. Lenny," came a voice from the street. It was
    the paper boy making his afternoon deliveries. "OH hi,
    Bobby, how's your Grandma today?" Tom asked.
    	"She's doing lot better now with the new medicine, Mr.
    Lenny, thanks for asking, bye now!"
    	Bobby got off his bike just to hand deliver the paper
    to Tom.
    	Tom had became a friend to all the neighborhood kids.
    He would have some good word to give all of them. Most of
    them only knew him as Mr. Lenny the nice old man that lived
    in the duplex.
    	Tom was a lover of people, dogs and most of all
    children which he says are God's greatest creation.
    	He has known Bobby the paper boy's family for years.
    He chuckled to himself as he picked up the box of groceries
    and stepped into his side of the duplex, "I had even
    changed his diapers...... My land, how fast they grow up!"
    	Tom just sat the box on the kitchen table when the
    phone rang. "Hello, Tom here." The voice on the other side
    asked, "Mr. Lenny, my name is Clara, I'm am calling in
    answer to your advertisement on the net, I now live in
    Vermont. I am interested in your duplex rental because I
    have a job in your town and this sounds like the best way
    for me to have a place to live. Is it still available?"
    	"Yes, it is, Clara. It has one bedroom, a bath, a
    handy kitchen, small dining room and nice living room.
    There is even a mud room as you come in from the back deck.
    Is there anyone besides yourself?"
    	"I am single but do have a son, I do hope children are
    accepted?" Clara waited for an answer. She had been turned
    down before.
    	"Of course he's welcomed, how old is you son?" Tom's
    heart raced when he head she had a son.
    	"He a good boy, minds very will....... he's 8 almost 8
    and a half." She was waiting for Tom to answer.
    	"I don't mind having children among my renters,
    however, there is only one bedroom on that side of the
    house." Tom was wanting the deal go through.
    	"Clara, my side has two bedrooms and I am alone......
    if you need the extra room I would be willing to move into
    the other side and give you this two-bedroom apartment."
    Tom did not want to scare her off and after all, it was
    just as good for him.
    	"Tom, can I call you Tom?"
    	"Sure you can, Clara!"
    	"Tom, my son and I have been living in a very small
    apartment with only one bedroom since he was a baby. We can
    get along just OK. We would not want to upset your
    living..... I am so glad to have found your place, we need
    it so bad," Clara pleaded.
    	"How soon do you expect to move out West?" "We are
    already packed, just say the rental is ours and we will be
    on our way!"
    	Tom heart had slowed down to normal by now, but the
    thought of having them within the next few days delighted
    him. He not only needed the extra income but the idea of
    having someone so close and in the same house would make
    him less lonely. Having a little boy to play in his back
    yard pleased him very much.
    	"Good, I'll be seeing you in how many days? I want to
    be here when you arrive." Tom held the phone closer to his
    ear.
    	"We will fly out and our few things will come later.
    So count on us being there in, say, the next three days."
    Clara was so excited.
    	"What are you going to do for a bed and things before
    yours arrive, I have only one folding cot but you can use
    it," Tom offered.
    	"That's nice of you, Tom..... But I plan to buy a new
    bed and other heavy furniture when I get there to save
    shipping cost. My landlord here has already bought our
    heavy things. We plan to use our sleeping bags for the next
    few nights."
    	"Good idea, OK I will be looking forward to seeing
    you. By the way, what work do you do, do you have any
    friends or relatives here?" Tom waited for an answer.
    	"No, neither, I really need to get away from them
    anyway. I was raised on the West Coast many years ago. I
    just loved it there. My work, well, let's say I am a
    Computer nut....ha! ha!...... I will be working for Ace
    Chip Corporation." Clara announced proudly.
    	"Great place to work, I'd say, A.C.C. has a good
    reputation here..... Well, I'll see you in a few days," Tom
    replied.
    	"Thank you, I know we will get alone really well, my
    boy keeps to himself and will be no problem to you...
    Thanks again, Tom!"
    	"Not to worry about you little boy, you will be living
    in a secluded area, the house has a large back yard with a
    swing set and sand box, just the perfect place for the
    boy..... and as for him being a bother to me.... I can
    ensure you he will be no bother to me." Tom could not be
    happier. He had bought that swing set after he had the
    duplex built hoping some child would be using it.
    	Tom said, "Goodbye..... have a safe trip."
    	"Goodbye, see you soon." Clara hung up the phone.
    	After hanging up his phone, Tom let out a yell of joy,
    he really needed that extra income, this was more then he
    had hoped for. When he entered that ad on the net he had
    thought it may be a waste of time, but now he was very glad
    he did.

    New Beginnings -- Part 2

    	The next few days passed by rather quickly as Mr.
    Lenny got the apartment ready for Clara and her boy. He
    even put in another cot he had gotten form a neighbor just
    in case she could not get beds that first night or two.
    	That evening as he sat on the back deck rocking in his
    favorite rocker, Tom visualized the boy swing happily on
    the new swing set.
    	"I wonder what they will be like?" Tom let his
    imagination run away with itself. "She sounded very nice on
    the phone. And the boy, what would he be like." Tom thought
    back to the time he and his wife adopted his own little
    boy. Jerry was eight years old when they first saw him.
    Time has a way of changing things. His boy now lives in
    Alaska with his own wife and three young kids. Jerry hardly
    ever gets back home for a visit.
    	Tom thought of how wonderful it would be to hear the
    laughter and chatter of a small boy again.
    	Tom's wife and he could not have children of their
    own, however; they both wanted children so badly. For a
    moment he wished his wife was still here to share this with
    him. He missed her so much. A tear formed in the corner of
    his eye. Then with a sigh, Tom headed for his bedroom and
    to bed, tomorrow will be another day.
    	The next few days passed uneventful while Tom prepared
    for Clara's arrival.
    	Tom woke up that morning bright and cheery. His
    bedroom began to flood with light as the sun began to break
    over the horizon. Tom got dressed then fixed himself some
    breakfast of egg on toast. Sipping at his coffee he
    wondered if this would be the day.... when suddenly the
    phone rang.
    	"Tom here."
    	"Hello Mr. Lenny!" It was Clara's voice.
    	Tom's heart began to race. "Hi, Clara, where are you?"
    	"We're at the airport in Stansville. We should be
    there in about a couple of hours. We missed the first bus
    by only a few minutes. The other bus will leave in an hour
    and half. They told us you are only half an hour's drive
    away." Clara said.
    	"Don't take that bus, Clara, I am ready and will drive
    over and pick you up. That will save you time. I bet your
    anxious to get settled here." Tom waited for her answer.
    	"I don't want to bother you, you must have other
    things to do..... But it would be nice to get out of here."
    Clara laughed, "Benji, my son, is getting restless."
    	"I will be there before you know it. Where will I find
    you and Benji?"
    	"We are at gate 3. I can see the parking lot from
    here."
    	"OK! I will pull into parking lot number 3, see you
    soon." Tom hardly put the phone away before he was out the
    door running towards the car.
    	There was not much traffic on the freeway so Tom made
    very good time. Arriving at the airport in Stansville, Tom
    began looking towards the exit gate. When he spotted a
    woman with a small boy his heart leaped within him. He had
    no idea what she would look like but had figured she must
    be at least 35 years old. But this woman was much younger
    so he looked around the site but saw no one else with a
    small boy. He did not think to ask about her race. Those
    things never seemed to matter to Tom very much. He reasoned
    that people were people and race did not matter to him that
    much. He could tell she was Asian descent. As he walked
    closer he could see she was quite a beautiful young woman
    somewhere in her late twenties.
    	Clara was watching the car lot to see who came and
    went hoping to spot Mr. Lenny. This man was walking toward
    her, could it be he, she thought. Benji was running around
    his mother's feet nearly tripping over the luggage. "Be
    careful, son, you almost tripped." Benji turned toward the
    man that was now in talking distance.
    	"Hi, I'm Tom are you.....?"
    	"Yes... and your Mr. Lenny?"
    	"Clara?" Tom smiled.
    	"Yes" Clara extended her hand in friendship.
    	Tom took a hold of her small hand shaking it mildly as
    they exchanged a few more words of welcome. This was the
    first time Tom had held a woman's hand since his wife
    passed away. How good it felt. He held her hand a little
    longer, savoring the gentle aroma of sweet perfume,
    something he had not smelled for the last few years.
    	Bending down, Tom now extended his hand to the boy who
    politely returned the custom. The child's face beamed like
    that of an angel.
    	"So you're Benji...... Hi!" Tom gently shook his hand.
    	"That's my car over there, the light blue one." Tom
    pointed towards the parking lot. "Are these all your bags?"
    	"Yes, I hope you have room for them." Clara lifted the
    two smaller ones.
    	The three made their way towards the car with all the
    suitcases and bags they could carry. Benji pulled a small
    one on rollers.
    	Pulling out of the parking lot, Tom began to converse
    with his new friends. "How was the trip?"
    	"Wonderful, thank you. It was a good day to fly,"
    Clara answered.
    	"And how about you son, are you glad to be here?" Tom
    looked into the rear view mirror at the wide-eyed little
    boy.
    	"It's OK! but I miss Kenny.... He's my bestest
    friend." Benji looked a little sad.
    	"Oh! You will find more friends here too, I just bet
    you will!" Tom encouraged.
    	Benji's mother asked if there would be kids his age in
    the neighborhood. Tom said he knew of at least 5 or 6.
    "Most are a little older, around 10 to 12 I think."
    	"Would any of them be able to baby-sit, you think?"
    Clara asked.
    	"Oh...... I'm sure some could, there are two sisters
    about 11 and 12 that live a couple of houses away, I know
    they have baby-sat before," Tom said with a little
    hesitation, "You will be needing a sitter?"
    	"Yes I may need someone to come in nights for awhile.
    I found out I will be working the night shift for the first
    few months anyway." Clara looked into the back seat smiling
    at Benji, who was busy looking at the new sights.
    	Tom turned into his driveway and stopped in front of
    the double garage that separated the two halves of the
    duplex. "That is your part on the left."
    	"Oh, it is very nice..... Benji, look at our new
    home!" His mother pointed out.
    	Benji seemed unconcerned as he wiggled on the seat.
    	"Mommy!" Benji cried out, "I gotta go potty."
    	"Hold it!" his mother told the boy as she jumped out
    of the car then opened the rear door. "Try to make to the
    toilet, honey!"
    	Surprised by this turn of events, Tom turned in his
    seat to view the boy who was sitting with his feet on the
    seat and his hand trying to hold back the need to go. It
    was then that Tom discovered something about the boy. The
    boy's shorts had pulled open just enough to reveal white
    diaper gathers clinching tightly to his thighs. Tom only
    got a quick glimpse but it was unmistakingly a diaper.
    	"Please unlock the door so I can get him to the
    bathroom, Tom..... Benji needs to use the toilet." Clara
    seemed that it was important to get in fast.
    	Tom hastily exited the car. He hurried to unlock the
    front door allowing the mother and son to enter. He led
    them to the bathroom. The mother did not bother to close
    the door even knowing Tom was within viewing distance.
    	The boy pulled up his T-shirt as his mother pulled
    down his shorts. Quickly she removed the diaper and as the
    boy faced the toilet she gave him assistance. Tom could
    hear a few dribbles as the boy did his best to empty his
    bladder. Glancing at the open diaper laying on the floor,
    Tom could see the boy had not made it in time, the diaper
    revealed much wetness. Because Tom felt he was an intruder,
    he backed away to wait for them in the living room.
    	There was the flush of the toilet, a little lag in
    time, then the two joined Tom in the living room. Clara was
    telling her son that he must continue to wear the wet
    diaper as a reminder to hold `it' in until he gets to a
    toilet. Then she explained to surprised Tom what was going
    on.
    	"Benji has not been a easy boy to toilet train, I had
    been told it would help if he was made to remain in his wet
    diaper." Clara seemed unsure that this was working.
    	"I understand," said Tom, "I too, had a problem like
    that when I was a kid. My mother tried everything to no
    avail."
    	"What did she do that worked for you?" Clara asked.
    	"Nothing, she just gave up and kept me in a diaper at
    night but let me wet my pants in the daytime," Tom
    recalled. "In time I just got where I could make it to the
    bathroom."
    	"Do you think making him wear a wet diaper will help?"
    Clara looked down at her shy little boy who was hanging on
    to her leg as if to hide from Tom.
    	"No not really, it only makes him aware he has wet
    diapers on," Tom smiled at the boy.
    	"What is a mother to do?" Benji's mom asked hoping to
    find an answer.
    	"I'd just keep him in a clean dry diaper and forget
    about toilet training for now. He will let you know when it
    is time to pull off the diapers." Tom felt excited at the
    idea of having Benji as a diapered boy.
    	"It takes a lot of my time just changing him......
    wish there was a better way, but I think you're right,"
    Clara let out a sigh.
    	"Clara, if it gets too much for you to attend to his
    needs.... well, what I am trying to say is, I could be a
    help to you. I would not mind sitting with him, that is
    until you find a regular sitter. Of course, with your
    approval." Tom caught his breath not believing he just said
    that.
    	"That is kind of you, Tom, I would like to have your
    help. It is not easy to raise a boy on my own. I was really
    concerned about leaving him alone when I have to work at
    nights..... would it be too much to ask you to look in on
    him time to time while I am at work. I will not expect you
    to do so without composition of some kind," Clara asked.
    	Tom reeled with disbelief that she would want him to
    look in on Benji. With a stammering lip Tom told her he
    would be more then glad to help out.
    	"I would not want to disrupt your life, Tom, are you
    sure it would all right for you? You wouldn't mind?"
    	"Oh! Clara, I would be delighted.... it would be my
    pleasure." Tom beamed as he smiled towards Benji.
    	"Let me get your bags, you two just look around your
    new home, I'll be right back in." Tom wanted to help her
    with her luggage but mostly wanted to get away from them
    for a while so he could collect his thoughts.
    	"Please bring in the large hand bag first, Tom, it's
    Benji's."
    	"OK!" Tom found what she wanted in the back seat. Tom
    returned to the house with the boy's bag under one arm,
    something else under the other and a suitcase in each hand.
    	Sitting the luggage down on the bedroom floor, Tom
    realized he would need to exercise more to build up
    strength.
    	Benji sat on the floor placing his bag on his lap.
    When he pulled out a diaper he handed it to his mom. Clara
    had him get up on the cot where she proceeded to prepare
    him for a diaper change.
    	Tom wasn't sure if he should leave or stay, but Clara
    seemed not to mind his presence. Benji lay still, keeping
    his eyes on Tom all the while his mom undressed him. Seeing
    that Tom seemed interested, She handed him the new diaper
    saying, "why don't you put this on him while I get
    unpacked!"
    	It has been a while since Tom ever diapered a little
    boy and it showed in his awkwardness of trying to fasten an
    overnight diaper. It was as if his fingers were all thumbs.
    In order to cover up his own nervousness he began to joke
    with the boy, causing Benji to laugh.
    	Clara just came back into the room carrying a few
    things for the closet. "Sounds like you two are getting
    along just fine," She commented.
    	"Oh sure we're just fine," Tom said as he pressed on
    the last tab. Running his hand up under the boy's arms he
    tickled him playfully. Benji kicked wildly, rolling himself
    over onto his stomach giggling almost uncontrollably.
    	Clara jokingly reminded Tom that what he was doing
    could cause another wet diaper.
    	Tom excused himself after hearing his phone ringing.
    	After Tom left their part of the duplex Clara asked he
    son, "You and Tom seem to get along well, Benji, you like
    him?"
    	"He's funny!" Benji giggled while he investigated his
    diaper, finding it to his approval.
    	Benji's mother tossed him a T-shirt, "Here put this on
    and run out back see what you can find to do, I'll finish
    unpacking." Clara headed the boy in the right direction.

    The Naked Diaper-- Part 3

    	A bright light shinned into Mr. Lenny's bedroom window
    causing him to wake up with a start. "What was that?" Tom
    thought out loud.
    	Looking at his clock which sat on his night stand he
    realized he had over slept as he has been doing a few times
    lately. "9:30 AM, Oh, I got to get up!" Tom still taking to
    himself.
    	Mr. Lenny went through his morning routine then made
    his way into the kitchen.
    	Fumbling with the coffee maker, opened the
    refrigerator getting out the eggs and bacon. Soon the room
    soon began to smell the aroma of fresh coffee. He was never
    really awake until he had his first cup of coffee Sitting
    at the table by his window he took his first cup full of
    the favorite American beverage.
    	With cup still in his hands he looked out the window.
    Tom almost dropped his coffee as he could not believe his
    eyes. Reaching for his napkin he wiped the few drops of
    coffee from his breakfast table taking another look to the
    outside.
    	Sure enough there was Benji doing hand stands only a
    few feet away. Looking for his mother, Tom could only see
    the boy. "She must be inside", Tom again placed his eyes
    upon the boy. "What a sweet child!" Tom again spoke his
    thoughts out loud.
    	Tom arose from his chair and still holding onto his
    cup he made his way out on the patio deck and called a
    `good morning' to the boy.
    	Benji had just made a complete somersault landing on
    his bottom with his legs spread out and his hands behind
    him for balance. "OH hi, Mr. Lenny." Benji's mouth dropped
    open as if he were catching flies, but before he boy could
    continue, Tom spoke, "I like your diaper, you look.....
    well, cool!"
    	Then Benji answered, "I bet your cool, too Mr.
    Lenny...... !" It was only then that Tom realized he had
    not dressed this morning but in his haste he had came
    outside in only his shorts and slippers.
    	To add to his embarrassment, Clara called out, "Good
    morning to you Tom....!" She had just stepped out onto the
    patio.
    	Tom turned several colors of red as he caught a
    glimpse of Clara from the corner of his eye.
    	"Excuse me, I must go back into my house.... I......
    well... good morning!" Tom blurted out as he closed the
    door behind him.
    	Even after getting dressed he was still quite
    embarrassed, Tom would only glance out of the window trying
    to work up courage once again venture into the back yard.
    He watched from the safety of his window as Benji played on
    the new swing set. He watched as the mother and child
    interacted with each other. "What a wonderful relationship
    they have.... How blessed I am to have them living next
    door!" Tom was remembering his own little family,
    remembering his wife and their small boy of many years ago.
    	With a sigh Tom walked once again towards the back
    door, only this time he doubled checked to see if he was
    covered. Getting the courage to step out to greet his
    renters, Tom opened the door as if it were his first time
    that morning, hoping the two would not laugh at him.
    	"Good morning, Clara, Benji," Tom greeted as he walked
    towards the swing set.
    	"Good morning, Tom!" Clara smiled at Tom.
    	Tom took a few quick glances towards the diapered boy,
    not to be staring at him. "I'm sorry for earlier... I was
    not fully awake......."
    	"That is all right, Tom, it could have been either one
    of us, Benji isn't fully dressed either. We just wanted to
    enjoy the backyard early in the morning.... It is so
    peaceful out here, and quite isn't it?" Clara said looking
    around the yard to change the subject.
    	Tom, looking Benji over, told Clara, "For a little boy
    that is OK, for a man like me I should have been more
    careful." Tom said. "Yes, I too like to come out in the
    early mornings."
    	"Push me high, Mr. Lenny, Please!" Benji pleaded with
    Tom.
    	"Is it all right for me to swing Benji, Clara?" Tom
    asked the mother.
    	"Of course, Tom, he would love having you play with
    him." Clara backed out giving Tom room.
    	"I can go really high.... watch me!" Benji announced.
    	Tom began to push the boy. Benji helped by doing his
    own pumping, gaining height each time.
    	Tom savored this moment with the boy. At first Tom
    would push on the swing board but now he pushed on the
    boy's diaper. "How soft he feels" , "How warm and soft" Tom
    was thinking to himself.
    	"Watch me, Tom," Benji cried out. Then when the swing
    came to the highest point the boy bailed out landing on his
    feet and made a somersault finishing up laying flat on his
    back.
    "You OK!" Tom called out.
    	Benji tilted his head back, "Sure, that was fun, let's
    do it again!"
    	Tom stepped over the boy offering his hand to help the
    boy to his feet. Tom could not help but notice that one of
    the safety pins came loose that held the single folded
    diaper in place. It had came open exposing the boys
    complete hip.
    	Let me help!" Tom dropped to his knees. Reaching
    around the boy he took the ends of the diaper, then
    resetting the safety pin tightly holding the diaper in
    place. Benji turned back towards the swing while Tom gave
    the boy a light slap on the back side of the thin diapers.
    Tom watched as the lad climbed back into the swing.
    	"I'm glad you two are getting along so well," Clara
    spoke to Tom. "He needs a male figure in his life, someone
    to love him."
    	Tom did not appear to have heard her words as he once
    again took a position behind the boy pushing him high into
    the air.
    	For the next hour the air was filled with the laughter
    of a small boy. This was music to the ears of Tom.
    	While the `boys' played Clara fixed a small lunch of
    sandwiches and pop. The three sat together at the patio
    table talking and laughing as good friends do.
    	Little Benji backed up towards Tom. Lifting the child
    onto his lap, Tom gave the boy a gentle hug while kissing
    his hair. Tom was in his second childhood. His loneliness
    was gone for the moment.
    	Clara excused herself as she got up to answer her
    phone leaving Benji and Tom alone at the table.
    	This gave Tom a chance to talk with the boy. Bending
    his mouth to the boy's ear, Tom commented the boy, "I think
    your diaper looks great on you."
    	Benji turned his face up to Tom's with a look of
    `surprise'. Tom feeling he may have over stepped himself
    explained, "I mean, Benji, that it is all right for you to
    wear them, I mean, it is OK with me."
    	"I know," Benji turned back to his sandwich then
    leaned back hard on Tom's chest. "Do you know of any other
    boys that wear diapers?" Benji reached up with both arms
    pulling at Tom's neck. Tom grabbed the boy around the waist
    to keep him from sliding off his lap.
    	"I like you.....!" Benji whispered to Tom.
    	"I like you, too, Benji. I really do," Tom returned.
    	Clara rejoined them on the patio. "That was my boss
    calling to see if I could start tonight. They seem to be
    short of help for the new project and well.... I told him I
    could if I could get a sitter for Benji." Clara hesitated.
    	Tom offered his services if it was OK with Clara. "I'm
    going to be here all night, we will get along just great."
    	Benji jumped to his feet begging, "Can he moma, can
    he!"
    	"I was hoping you'd say that.... Yes, it is OK!" Clara
    had already told her boss that she thought she had a
    sitter.
    	"I must get ready now and be there with in the hour,"
    Clara said as she entered the house again. "Tom, there are
    several diapers folded on the wash room table. You will
    find more pins in the small blue jar near them."
    	Tom gave Benji a tight squeeze. Benji said, "Oh boy,
    now you can swing me some more!"
    	"Sure, let's go!" the two ran to the swing.
    	Clara called that she was leaving and that she just
    laid out a few more diapers for Benji. "These are all I
    have now, I know they are very thin so be sure to put on at
    least 6 pair or he may not stay dry tonight."
    	"Six pair?" Tom asked as if he did not hear right.
    	"Yes, they will fit, just put them on tightly and use
    several pins, Benji can tell you how." Clara bid them good
    by then left for her work.
    	"Do you want a pair of pants on now, Benji?" Tom
    asked.
    	"No, I just wanta wear a diaper, nothing else," Benji
    was very sure of what he wanted.
    	"OK, partner, diapers it is."
    	For the next two hours both Tom and Benji played in
    the backyard. Even when the sun disappeared behind the
    trees the two continued to romp about. The air was now
    cooling down forcing them into the building.
    	Once in the light of the kitchen Tom noticed that
    Benji's diaper was hanging a little too low. "What did you
    do....?" Tom pointed to the boy's diaper.
    	"Your fault..... you made me do it," Benji giggled.
    "It's changing time, my boy!" Tom sent the boy to his room.
    	Tom went into the wash room and picked up a stack of
    cloth diapers and the blue jar of pins. When he entered
    Benji's room the boy was already laying on his back waiting
    for his change.
    	Tom took the dirty diaper off making a face that
    caused the boy to giggle. "Pee U..... what a smell!" Tom
    was joking.
    	With a warm cloth Benji's small body was washed and
    dried. Tom almost used the rest of the baby powder on this
    one change. The air was thick with powder dust. Then
    lifting the boy's two legs in one hand, Tom placed the
    first of several cloth diapers under his bottom then
    fastened the ends at his hips. With each new layer of
    diaper material Tom planted a kiss on the boy's belly
    button. He wanted to tickle him under the arms but decided
    it may cause another series of wetness. Benji was giggling
    and laughing enough already.
    	In time Tom picked up the last diaper. He had to
    really stretch it as much as he could to get the ends to
    met close enough to pin. Then with Benji sitting on the
    edge of the bed Tom slipped a T-shirt over the child's
    head. Taking the last of the safety pins, Tom fastened it
    to the top diaper.
    	They both laughed when Benji tried to walk. All he
    could do was to waddle like a duck with his legs widely
    spread out. Benji pulled at himself trying to make more
    room inside but it only seemed to get tighter and tighter.
    	"Read me a story, Tom, please!" Benji handed Tom a
    book about a little boy and his dog.
    	Tom picked the child up and carried him into the
    living room. Finding a good place to sit, Tom let the boy
    cuddle on his lap while the story was read.
    	Tom had asked the boy a question but there came no
    answer. Benji was fast asleep.
    	After tucking the boy into bed, Tom stood smiling as
    he observed the sleeping child. The man fell asleep in the
    chair next to the boy, not waking until the mother came
    home in the morning.
    	Reporting to Clara, Tom told her how he had to change
    him the night before bedtime and that he used all the
    diapers and pins she had left out for him.
    	Clara looked at the large lump still tightly rapped
    around her son's waist. "He looks like one giant naked
    diaper." Clara remarked.

    Diaper Boys Coming Out of the Wood Work -- Part 4

    	Mr. Lenny just poured his third cup of coffee for the
    morning when he heard his back door rattle with a light
    knocking. Benji had been up for the last hour hoping to
    find his older friend ready to push him on the swing set.
    "It's me!" came the small child's voice from behind the
    door.
    	Tom took a sip from his cup chuckling to himself.
    "It's unlocked, Benji, come on in." Tom turned facing the
    door. He could see the door knob slowly twist to the open
    position. The morning sunlight flooded the room with its
    brightness. Tom viewed the child as if he was an angel
    hidden in the bright light shinning from behind Benji
    giving him an otherworld appearance.
    	"Morning, Tom," Benji greeted.
    	Benji closed the door behind himself. Tom's eyes
    readjusted themselves where he could see the boy more
    clearly. "Well, hi yourself young man, what are you holding
    behind your back?" Tom asked.
    	Benji grinned as he handed Mr. Lenny a new clean
    diaper. "I had to doodoo!" the child proclaimed.
    	"Come here, son, crawl upon my lap and I will check
    you out." Tom reached out with both arms to receive the boy
    who backed up towards his lap.
    	Before lifting Benji onto his lap, Tom opened the back
    side with his finger and took a look, "Yep, I see what you
    mean, sweetheart."
    	Lifting the boy up on his lap, Tom wrapped both arms
    fully around the boy giving him a tight love. Benji melted
    as he submitted himself to Tom's affection.
    	Tom rose to his feet while Benji grabbed tightly
    around Tom's neck. They made their way to bathroom where
    Tom placed the boy standing in the bath tub. Slowly the
    loaded diaper was removed. Tom wiped the boy as much as he
    could cleaning off his back side. Tom took the shower head
    and aimed it at the boys back side washing the rest of the
    poopy mess down the drain.
    	While Tom fastened the new clean diaper around the
    small boy Benji asked, "Why do I did that...... I mean, how
    come I mess my pants....?" Benji was very serious about his
    question.
    	"Well, honey, we humans are made so we can get rid of
    unused part of the food we eat, it is called waste material
    and if we did not poop we would get very, very sick. So it
    is not at all a bad thing. I would very worried about you
    if you could not poop," Tom explained.
    	"I know that... but why....why can't make it to the
    bathroom like other boys. I use to go sit when I had to
    poop!" Benji seemed upset with himself.
    	"You know you are not alone, some other boys have
    problems, too," Tom tried to reassure.
    	"I'm glad you don't make fun of me." Benji dropped his
    eyes towards the floor.
    	"Oh, honey, I would never make fun of you!" Tom gave
    the boy another hug.
    	Changing the subject, Benji began to pull at Tom's arm
    saying, "Come outside and I will show you how high I can
    make the swing go, Come on!"
    	Just as they entered the back yard they heard Clara
    calling for Benji. "Oh there you are, I have been calling
    you and calling you."
    	"My fault, Clara, I was helping him change, I should
    have called you," Tom apologized.
    	"Wet or dirty?" She asked.
    	"Yes!" Tom answered
    	"Benji, that is the third time this week," His mother
    said.
    	"I really could not help it, Mom!, I'm sorry." Benji
    cried.
    	"I'm not mad at you.... We both know you have a
    wetting problem but, why are you not getting to the
    bathroom for the other?" Clara made a statement more then a
    question.
    	Later that afternoon Benji was swinging in the
    backyard when he heard a voice. "Hi! can I swing, too?
    	Benji looked around to see a strange little boy of
    about his same age. Benji jumped from the swing while it
    was still in the air making a somersault when he landed.
    "Hi" Benji returned the greeting.
    	"Your mother told me to just come on back and see
    you," the boy told.
    	"What's you name?" Benji asked the small blond-haired
    boy.
    	"David.... David Meyers, I live down the road a few
    blocks. I have seen you before," David reported.
    	"You have, I haven't seen you before......". Benji
    looked the boy over.
    	David was wearing a colorful T-shirt that came down
    almost covering his shorts. He was wearing a pair of
    sandals with open straps with bright red socks, one higher
    then the other.
    	The boy was looking Benji over as much as he was being
    looked over. "Why are you wearing a diaper, Benji?"
    	A diaper was all Benji had on. The same one Tom fixed
    on him that morning. Benji looked down at himself thinking
    he may be showing he wet but so far he was still dry even
    if the diaper itself was soiled from grass stains.
    	"I have too....." ducking his head Benji continued, "I
    have a bladder problem."
    	"It's OK, Benji..... I wear them too for the same
    reason," David said.
    	Looking up in surprise, Benji smiled saying, "You
    do...." His eyes dropped to the his new friend's shorts.
    	Pulling up his T-shirt David allowed Benji to see the
    top of the white diaper show, covering his body just below
    the belly button. "Sometimes I get to wear cloth ones, but
    these are store-bought disposables."
    	"I didn't think any other boys around here needed
    diapers!" Benji said with a pleasing smile.
    	"Actually there are several of us," David proudly
    announced. "My best friend, Bobby Jones has worn them all
    his life..... he don't really need them now but because I
    need them he almost always wears them when we play
    together. He's almost 10."
    	"I am almost 9, how old are you, David?"
    	"I am 11.... I had a birthday last month," David
    answered.
    	"But I am taller then you," Benji compared.
    	"I know, I am smaller then my younger sister too, she
    is 9 years old." David went on to explain, "I was born too
    early and never caught up but maybe one day I will."
    	"Wanta be my friend." Benji beamed.
    	"Sure!" David gave a wide smile.
    The two boys were soon busy at play, swinging, playing with
    a few toys on the patio.
    	Mr. Lenny came out to his patio to see what the noise
    was about. "Hi, Benji, I see you found a new friend."
    	"Ya, his name is David." Benji introduced.
    	"I know, I know his parents well." "Hi, David, I think
    you and Benji will be very good friends..... you have a lot
    in common." Tom said.
    	"David told me that there are other diaper boys near
    here and they all play together...... I think it will be
    fun, too!" Benji returned to play.
    	"I know you will, Benji, I am sure of it," Tom thought
    to himself as he returned to his part of the house.

    David and Benji Get Acquainted -- Part 5

    	For the last several weeks Benji and David were like
    two peas in a pod. They were always found together whether
    they were in the back yard at Benji's or walking the halls
    in the mall.
    	"Wanta come over and spend the night at my house,
    Benji?" David asked.
    	Benji thought a while then said, "I never stayed at
    anyone's house over night before. I don't know if my mother
    would let me...., but I will ask her."
    	"We will have a lot of fun... my sister likes to play
    house but we can do other things. I have a few video games
    that are a lot of fun," David told Benji.
    	"Your sister.... will she mind if I stay all night,
    and what about your parents?" Benji asked.
    	"It's already set up, my mom said it would be fine
    with her and my sister want to meet you, I am sure you will
    like her. It's like I said she has her games and I have
    mine. She won't bother us." David assured.
    	Benji was so excited about being asked to a sleep over
    that he ran unto the house asking his mother if he could
    go. "Mom, David said I could come over and spend the night
    at his house and his mother said it was OK and can I go,
    huh, mom, can I?"
    	"Mrs. Meyer called me yesterday and asked if I would
    mind." Clara reassured him it was fine with her if he
    really wanted to go.
    	Both David and Benji jumped up and down for the joy of
    it all. "Can I go with David... Now?" Benji asked his
    mother.
    	"Not this very minute, it's the middle of the
    afternoon, besides Mrs. Meyer has a important meeting this
    afternoon and will not be home until after dinner tonight,"
    Clara continued, "David you are to have dinner with us
    tonight then your mother will pick both of you up on her
    way home."
    	Placing his arm over David's shoulder, Benji asked his
    friend if he would like go see his room.
    	While stopping at the bedroom door, Benji explained,
    	"This house only has one bedroom so we will have to
    keep off mom's bed and not get into her things."
    	As the boys entered the room Benji jumped on a small
    single cot on one side of the room, "This is where I
    sleep!"
    	Sitting beside the 9 year old, David quietly looked
    around the room. He saw the big bed that took up most of
    the space, "That's where mommy sleeps!" Benji pointed
    toward the bed.
    	Going to the dresser Benji pulled out a couple small
    hand-held battery operated games. Giving one to David he
    said, "Wanta play with these?"
    	"Sure, I have a couple at home, too. My sister has a
    few also." David took the game board and with skilled hands
    he began to rank up a fair score.
    	While playing with the games Benji asked, "David....."
    	"Ya, what?" David just make another score.
    	"Do you have to wear diapers to bed..... I mean do you
    sleep with a diaper on?" Benji seemed a little unsure he
    wanted to ask this question.
    	David did not answer but kept on manipulating the game
    board.
    	Once again Benji asked the same question, "Ugh,
    David.... I ..... have to wear a diaper to bed.....
    sometimes I might wet the bed......."
    	David once again acted as if he did not hear what the
    younger boy was asking. He just kept fooling with the
    electronic game even giggling when he made another point.
    	The room grew silent for a while except for the
    clicking of the games and the `OH's and Ah's time to time.
    	Suddenly David turned his game off and laid it on the
    bed beside him. "Benji.... I wear a diaper every day. Some
    days I need more then three or four. At night I sleep with
    a heavy night time diaper. I understand..... I mean, it is
    okay for you to sleep with a diaper on. My mom and dad
    understand and they won't say anything about it."
    	At first Benji held his head down so not to be looking
    into David's eyes. But after David told him he raised his
    eyes until they met with his friends.
    	Each boy began to laugh out loud.
    	"I am glad you are my friend, David. Lot of kids laugh
    at me and call me names," Benji grinned.
    	"I wouldn't ever do that to you, Benji. I know what it
    is like to be made fun of. No one really understands unless
    they had to do it themselves," David said in a quiet and
    gentle way.
    	"What about your sister, does she have to wear them
    too?" Benji wasn't being nosy but really wanted to know.
    	"No..... She got potty trained before she was three, I
    can hardly remember when she was in diapers," David
    recalled.
    	"Does she know you wear them even if you are older
    then she?" Benji pushed for answers.
    	"Sure.... She knows!" David quickly answered.
    	"What does she think about it? Does she make fun of
    you?" Benji pushed for more information.
    	"Well, sometimes she says things to me about it.....
    but she never really makes fun of me and she has defended
    me in front of one of her friends." David grinned.
    	"Really!" Benji thought all girls made fun of boys
    wearing diapers.
    	"Does your mother change you or do you do it
    yourself?" David asked.
    	Not knowing just how to answer that question Benji
    tried to get around answering by asking a question of his
    own. "Does your mother still change you?"
    	"When I have to put on a cloth diaper and plastic
    panties, my mother helps me, but most of the time I change
    myself, the new disposables are much easier to do it
    yourself," David answered without hesitation.
    	The room grew quite again until Benji spoke up, "Momma
    changes me most the time, but I can do it myself. And Mr.
    Lenny, he likes to change me too!" Just as he said that he
    felt maybe he said too much. Benji added, "But he does not
    change me all the time."
    	David raised his eyebrows when Mr. Lenny's name was
    mentioned. "He really changes you......?" David wasn't
    questioning Benji's word but was a little surprised seeing
    the two were not related. "What's he do.... just begins to
    change you or what?"
    	"He just asks me if I need to be changed. It's hard to
    hid the fact when a diaper is wet." Benji giggled.
    	"I know...... Benji, do you like it when someone else
    changes you?" David asked with a twinkle in his eye.
    	"Hummmmmm!" Benji did not answer beyond that.
    	"Who do you like the best to change you, your mother
    or Tom?" David pushed the subject.
    	"I don't know..... Mom does a good job getting it on.
    Tom makes me laugh, he tickles." Benji whispered.
    	"He doesn't....... does he?" David shook his head side
    to side.
    	"Oh! No, it's just that his hands are so big and
    clumsy when he tries to fasten them, I can't help but kick
    out." Benji explained.
    	"When dad changes me it tickles when he washes me with
    a warm wash rag," David whispered back.
    	"I know what you mean.....!" Benji giggled.
    	A call from the kitchen told the boys to go get washed
    for dinner.
    	"OK, mom were on our way," Benji called back.
    	"Hey, has your sister ever changed you?" Benji teased.
    	David did not answer but headed for the door. Turning
    back with a large grin on his face, David said, "Lots of
    times, I think she likes it, too!"
    	When the boys reached the bathroom David began to wash
    his hands while Benji dropped his diaper and sat on the
    stool. "She likes it?"
    	"Likes what?" David asked as he dried his face.
    	"You said your sister likes to change you..... She
    likes too, you said."
    	"I did?......Maybe she does." David giggled snapping
    his towel at Benji's butt while he bent over to pull up his
    diaper.
    	With dinner over the two boys lay on their bellies in
    front of the TV waiting for David's mom to pick them up.
    Beside the front door was a sack containing a few personal
    things of Benji's including several diapers.

    Double Diaper Change -- Part 6

    	"Get your things together, boys, David's mother will
    be here any minute." Clara called the boys from the TV
    games.
    	"OK, Mom!" Benji called back just as he made another
    score. "Beat that!", Benji handed the game pad to David.
    	"That's easy.... watch this." David's experienced
    fingers danced on the game pad causing the images on the
    screen to narrowly escape being defeated.
    	David was sitting on his knees, his body swaying side
    to side as he throw his arms about as if he was the one
    fighting for his life on the screen. Benji watched with
    excitement. His arms resting on the elbows, his knees
    spread apart with his butt high in the air. From time to
    time Benji would move as if he was about to be hit he was
    fully engrossed by the game.
    	Neither boy realized that Mrs. Meyer had come into the
    room. A smile across her face revealed her pleasure as she
    enjoyed watching the boys play.
    	"I think Benji will have a great time at our house,
    David has been looking forward to having him over," Carrie
    Meyer, David's mother, whispered to Clara.
    	"I do hope he behaves himself.... It's not that he
    would cause any trouble for you, but he does get wound up
    at times," Clara apologized in advance.
    	"Clara, I have two kids, I am well aware of their
    little outburst of energy. I just hope David and Jennie
    don't cause you any trouble." Carrie smiled then continued,
    "I know how to handle the situation if they start to get
    out of hand."
    	"I am sure you can handle it, but three at the same
    time.... I don't envy you one bit," Clara laughed.
    	About that time Benji rolled over onto his back and
    looked right at the two women standing close to them. He
    reached a hand over on David's leg. Shaking vigorously
    Benji soon had David's attention.
    	David turned his head, seeing his mother he dropped
    the game pad as if struck by lighting. Now both boys were
    laying on their backs facing their moms.
    	The shock was too much for David who lost control of
    his bladder which soon became very obvious to both women.
    As David's legs spread wider the front of his diaper began
    to change color from a pure white to a slight yellow tint
    with that grayish wet look.
    	"Sorry we startled you boys, I guess we should have
    made ourselves known," David's mother said all the while
    she was staring disappointedly toward David's diaper.
    	Clara Shimohara, Benji's mother, was aware of Carrie's
    embarrassment. "Benji, I think you should have a change
    before you go over to David's house, you have been in those
    diapers awhile too long."
    	"You too, David. I think it is time...... !" Carrie
    gave a sigh of relief.
    	"But momma, I don't have any extra diapers!" David
    pointed out in his dilemma.
    	"You can have one of mine.... can he mom?" Benji said,
    getting to his feet.
    	"Yes, go get him one of yours," Clara agreed.
    	When Benji had disappeared down the hall and into his
    room, Mrs. Meyer apologized again for her son's accident.
    David, now on his hands and knees, keep from having to have
    eye contact with the two mothers. His diaper seemed
    somewhat heavier as it hung down from between his legs.
    	"Come, lets take the boys out on the kitchen table, I
    have a large towel I spread for Benji to lay on, it will be
    easier on our backs as well as the carpet." Clara led the
    way with Carrie close behind holding onto David's hand.
    David was now feeling the full impact of being the object
    of the moment.
    	"Why did I do that, why couldn't I just held on
    awhile?" David said to himself. "Oh no.... not again! Not
    now!" David felt has bladder was about to release more.
    	David was being helped upon the table where the large
    beach towel was just laid. Just as David lifted one leg
    upon the table it was too much for him. No matter how hard
    he tried it happened.
    	With one leg up and one on the floor, David began to
    leak down his one leg leaving a small puddle on the kitchen
    floor. The boy was almost in tears, he lost complete
    control flooding the already soggy diaper. With the help of
    the two adults, David was now laying on his back with his
    knees spread wide and his feet flat on the table top. The
    wet and embarrassed boy covered his eyes so he would not
    have to watch as his mother un-taped his small youth size
    diaper.
    	Benji's eyes grew wide as he walked into the kitchen
    to find his friend spread eagle on the table with his
    diaper being slipped from under him. Benji had not been
    around too many boys while being changed. Once he was given
    a bath while his baby sitter put her young son in the tub
    with him, but being able to see another boy naked right in
    front of him was unusual. He never even seen a naked girl
    except for this mother when he was younger. He wasn't sure
    he should be in the same room.
    "Come on, Benji, give Mrs. Meyer the diaper," his mother
    motioned towards her son.
    	Still wide eyed, Benji moved in closer holding the new
    diaper out in front of him so David's mother could take it.
    	The wet diaper was dropped to the floor with a flat
    sound. "Boy, Benji cried out, "you sure fixed that one."
    	Every one in the room laughed including David.
    	Bagging the old wet diaper, Carrie walked onto the
    back porch dumping bag and all into the garbage pail.
    	David was standing by the table looking down at his
    new diaper and because it was a smaller size then he was
    used to, he began to feel it making sure it was a good fit.
    	Benji started to walk out to the living room with
    David when his mother called him back.
    	"Just where do you think your going, Benji Shimohara!"
    Benji knew when ever his mother called him by both names he
    better pay attention.
    	"Up!" was the command.
    	Benji wasn't sure he wanted Mrs. Meyer to see him
    being changed but she did not seem to be leaving the room.
    Benji looked long at his mother as if to say, "Help me!"
    but his mother asked why he did not bring out another
    diaper.
    	Clara excused herself as she went out to Benji's room
    for another diaper, leaving the nervous boy alone with
    Carrie and David looking on.
    	Clara called from the hallway, "Might as well get
    started I will be out there in a moment."
    	Benji tightened up as he felt Carrie's cool hands slip
    under the top of his diapers as she pulled the tab loose on
    one side. He noticed David was staring deeply as the diaper
    began to open up. David was patting his bare belly with his
    hands as he leaned inward for a better look.
    	Benji was glad when he saw his mother enter the
    kitchen with his fresh diaper and some sweet-smelling
    powder.
    	Carrie lifted Benji's feet to lift him up enough to
    remove the diaper from under him, then placing it into
    another bag she took it to the garbage pail on the back
    porch.
    	Clara handed the can of powder to David asking him to
    sprinkle some over his diaper area. At first Benji thought
    he knew what his mother was doing, that is until she bent
    over to kiss him on the forehead using both of her hands to
    brush his hair from his eyes. He could feel hands spreading
    the powder when suddenly he got a glimpse that David was
    the one.
    	"Thank you David, that was a nice job, thank you!"
    Clara commented the boy.
    	"It's OK," David gave Benji a look of interest with a
    smile.
    	Mrs. Meyer came back just as Benji's diaper was being
    fastened with the last tab. His mother helped him down off
    the table just as she and Carrie began cleaning after the
    changing.
    	"Don't get started with another game, boys. I must go
    right away," Carrie called out.
    	Once the boys were out of ear shot of their mothers,
    Benji turned to David and asked, "Did you have to rub it so
    much."
    	David just laughed, "I know..... didn't you like it?"
    	"Sure, but our mothers were right there." Benji gave
    David a pop on the arm with his fist.
    	"What you hitting me for...... I know you liked it."
    David gave Benji a slight shove.
    	"How come you peed just as we were about to leave?"
    Benji reprimanded David for the untimely event.
    	"You wear diapers.... Don't you know why?" David
    remarked with a smirk on his face.
    	"UH!" Benji was puzzled.
    	"I wanted to be changed." David giggled, then
    whispering close to Benji's ear, "They had to change
    me....." David continued rather proudly.
    	"OK, let's go, boys, Jenny will wonder what has
    happened to us," Carrie gave the boys a light push towards
    the door.
    	"Be a good boy for the Meyer's, Benji. I love you!"
    His mom said as she leaned over him giving a light kiss on
    the cheek.
    	As they reached Mrs. Meyer's car, Benji turned to give
    his mother a wave goodbye.

    Benji Meets Jenny -- Part 7

    	Mrs. Meyer drove the car up the driveway parking just
    in front of the garage door. "OK, boys, first thing is to
    help me get these packages into the house. Benji you take
    the blue sack from Jones Medical Supply and David you take
    in the large brown bag. Take them into your room, David."
    	"OK, mom." David did as he was told.
    	With Benji following behind David nearly bumped into
    his sister as they met in the utility room. "Ugh! watch
    where you're going, sis, we have our arms full." David
    rebuked his little sister.
    	"Watch out yourself, you clumsy boy," 7 year old Jenny
    rebutted as she backed against the wall.
    	"You must be Benji, Mom told me you would be here for
    the night." Jenny looked Benji over head to foot.
    	"Yes I am Benji Shimohara. Momma and I just moved here
    from back East," Benji introduced himself.
    	The boys moved on into the Kitchen then down the hall
    to the boys bed room. "You have a big house." Benji kept
    looking around.
    	"I guess it is. Sometimes I wish I had more room for
    myself," David answered as he sat the bag down on his bed.
    	Benji sat his sack next to David's, but knocking both
    bags over, spilling the contents.
    	"Oh, Oh!" David cried as he reached over the new
    supplies.
    	"I'm sorry, David, I did not mean to dump them over."
    Benji began to pick the items up and stuffing them back
    into the sacks.
    	"I did not mean that, now I know what is in these
    bags," David explained.
    	"What's this?" Benji held up a bottle of cream-like
    stuff.
    	Taking the bottle from his guest, David looked it
    over, "It's to make you smell good."
    	"You mean it's perfume, momma uses it sometimes, I
    like the way she smells." Benji put the bottle into one of
    the sacks.
    	"Something like that, I guess. Only it is for us and
    not for girls." David picked up a package of new diapers.
    "These are for us, too."
    	"Momma put a few diapers into my back pack for me."
    Benji pulled off his pack to show David.
    	"These are different.... sort of special kind for
    tonight." David pointed out that they were not disposables
    but cloth. "See, they are only liners that fit inside my
    diapers." David handed Benji a custom-made cover made of
    some kind of soft material.
    	Benji examined them carefully, "I never seen diapers
    that looked like these."
    	"I know...... Mom and her sister makes them for me.
    They are special-fitted." David laid one out on the bed and
    unfolded it.
    	This diaper was pure white and was cut to fit a boy's
    body perfectly. It had an edging sewn all the way around
    the material. One side had a plastic-like material while
    the inside was soft and fluffy. There were several snaps,
    one flap had only one snap while the other flap had several
    snaps in a row.
    	"What are the snaps for?" Benji asked.
    	David held the diaper by one of the snaps then did the
    did the same with the other flap. Now the diaper took the
    shape of a diaper. He held it up so Benji could see how it
    worked.
    	"See, with the flaps snapped together we can adjust
    the size. One size fits all. They are a diaper and cover
    all in one, with these inserts the diaper becomes thick as
    we need them. I use only one insert in the day time but mom
    or Jenny puts 4 or 5 in at night," David instructed Benji.
    "You see, you can adjust the size by using one of the snaps
    making it looser or tighter, however you want it. Then
    these inserts fit inside like this." David demonstrated by
    packing the filler pad inside the folded diaper.
    	"Do you like wearing this kind?" Benji asked as he
    held the diaper up in front of himself.
    	"Sure, and both of us will have one for bedtime,
    tonight." David laid out another diaper of the same kind
    for Benji.
    	The two boys were not aware that Jenny was standing in
    the open door way taking in all the boys had to say about
    diapers. When David turned around he saw his sister
    standing in the door way with a little sly grin on her
    face.
    	Once Jenny realized the boys were aware of her
    presence she walked to the bed gather up a few things that
    spilled out of the sacks. Picking up one of the diapers she
    fondled it a few moments and pressed it to her face before
    laying it down again.
    	"Do you wear one of these to bed, too?" Benji asked.
    	"Of course not, silly..... girls don't need them,
    besides I have been potty trained most of my life. Girls
    would look ridiculous in boy diapers." Jenny was a little
    put out with Benji's reference to her wearing diapers.
    	"I'm sorry.... I didn't know," Benji ducked his head.
    	"Well, now you know, diapers are for babies and boys,
    girls don't need them." Proudly, Jenny raised her small
    skirt showing Benji that she wore girl panties then walked
    to the door saying she would be back soon.
    	"You better be ready, too." Jenny gave the boys
    another of her grin while sticking out her tongue then
    running off to her mother.
    	"What she mean about coming back, what she going to
    do, David?" Benji questioned.
    	"Ah she just wants to change us, that's all.... Wanta
    play a video game?" David tried to change the subject.
    	"Change us!" Benji's eyes opened wide so did his
    mouth.
    	"It's OK, she has seen boys before.......!" David
    headed for the door motioning for Benji to follow.
    	As they walked down the short hall towards the family
    room, Benji tugged at David's T-shirt for attention.
    	"What?" David asked as he leaned against the wall
    giving his attention to his friend.
    	"She doesn't need to change me...... Does she?" Benji
    looked a little worried.
    	"Hey, if I can let your mother change me you can let
    my little sister change you, besides she is only a kid, she
    won't hurt you." David said half-joking.
    	Once the boys reached the family room and Benji saw
    the big, big TV set and all the speakers he quickly forgot
    about diaper changing. Getting seated in a bean chair along
    side of David the two boys were soon involved in the video
    game before them.
    	In the course of time, Carrie served the boys a large
    cool glass of Coke and a few cookies. But the boys hardly
    became aware that the goodies were beside them. Laughter
    and the swinging of arms, kicking of feet along with a few
    `OH No's" and lots of "Oh boy's', the boys continued for
    the next hour playing their favorite games.
    	Jenny kept busy helping her mom with the housework and
    playing with her friend `Messy', an old ragged boy doll
    that seen better days. Neatly wrapped around the doll was a
    perfectly applied white cloth that looked very much like a
    diaper with pins and all. She would spend much time playing
    with the doll.
    	Jenny did make time to look in on the boys time to
    time. She told her mom that she thought Benji was `one cute
    boy'.
    	"How old is Benji, momma?" Jenny inquired of her
    mother.
    	"Mrs. Shimohara told me he was 9, same age as your
    bother." She said.
    	"He's a lot smaller then David, I thought he was my
    age." Jenny seemed full of questions about this new boy.
    	"Some boys are slower to grow then others... I bet he
    will catch up one day," her mother reassured her.
    	Just then Jenny looked into the family room and saw
    Benji bend over for some toy bring his back side high into
    the air. Jenny's eyes opened with approval.
    	Without thinking she said right out loud, "He's got a
    cute butt, too."
    	"JENNY!" her mother seemed to correct her daughter.
    	"I'm sorry momma, but look....." she pointed to the
    boy. Jenny put a finger into her mouth as if to quiet her
    outspoken words. "He's as cute as David".
    	Carrie could not disagree with her 7 year old daughter
    as she took a look for herself, "Come on, dear we have
    lunch to prepare.
    	Jenny took her mothers hand as they walked to the
    Kitchen. "Momma, can I change Benji, too?"
    	"IF he lets you!" Her mother told her.
    	The boys had the whole afternoon to play and do just
    as they wanted. The two boys got acquainted with each other
    and by dinner time they treated each other as if they were
    brothers.
    	Carrie came into the room to call every one to dinner.
    She smiled as she watched the two boys sitting on the couch
    arm over each others shoulder talking like two jay birds in
    a tree.
    	"Come and get it, boys, dinner is being served in the
    dinning room. Go get washed up, and if any of you need a
    diaper change tell Jenny. She has every thing laid out in
    David's room," David's mother informed.
    	Just as the boys headed for the bathroom to wash up,
    Kevin, David's dad, came in the back door. "Daddy's home!"
    Jenny called out as she raced into his open arms.
    	While the two boys washed in the bathroom, Kevin came
    in to wash up also. "Hi, Benji, I hear you will be our
    guest for the night. Glad to meet you, David has been
    telling me about you."
    	"Dad, can Benji sleep in my bed with me? Mom had said
    something about a sleeping bag on the floor, but we want to
    have the bed, can we?" David pleaded with his dad.
    	"Well, to tell you the truth, I thought the two of you
    would like to sleep out in the tree house tonight, the
    weather is still warm enough for it." Kevin looked for some
    sign from the boys.
    	"You mean.... Just the two of us and Jenny would not
    be there, would she? I mean, she plays in the tree house
    too, but she would not be there too?" David was not sure
    this was a blessing or a trick.
    	"You would be alone, Jenny was told if she would let
    you boys have it this weekend then she could have one of
    her friends for a sleep over next weekend," Dad told him.
    	"Oh boy, Benji, we get to sleep out it will be like a
    camp out," David told him.
    	"Boy, Mr. Meyer, that would be great, I like to camp
    out," Benji replied.
    	"Only one other thing, you are aware that your mother
    can't climb the rope ladder. So it will be up to Jenny if
    you want to be changed after you are in the tree house. Mom
    can do it before you go up the ladder or it will be Jenny
    after you're in the tree house, I will leave that choice up
    to you." His Dad finished washing his hands and just
    leaving the bathroom.
    	"I want to change my own diaper, David," Benji made
    his opinion.
    	"Mom can do it as well as your mom does," David came
    back.
    	"But, I don't want a girl to change me, I am big
    enough to do it myself," Benji insisted.
    	"Suit yourself! Dad gave us a choice, now we have to
    decide," David said with a grin.
    	"Come and get it, boys!" Kevin called down the hall.
    	"On our way, Dad!" David called back. The boys raced
    to the dining room table.
    	The boys helped clear the table as Jenny and her mom
    did the dishes. Kevin sat in his easy chair with the
    evening newspaper. Just then the telephone rang.
    	"Hello," because David was near the phone he answered
    it.
    	"Yes, I will call her," David laid the receiver down,
    "MOM! PHONE."
    	"Come on Benji, let's go to my room," David lead the
    way with Benji following.
    	In a few minutes Carrie appeared at the boy's door,
    "That was Mrs. Thomas, I will have meet with her before you
    boys go to bed and I won't be back to give you a diaper
    change. You will just have to let Jenny help you."
    	"But, Mom, Benji don't what her to do it!" David spoke
    for his friend.
    	Benji stood still that he may hear what was being
    said. Nervously he pulled at the tail of his T-shirt
    lifting it above his belly button which, of course,
    revealed all of his diaper.
    	Mrs. Meyer bent down in front of Benji placing a hand
    on each side of his bare hips she explained that Jenny is
    learning how to help her mother in these things and how she
    would like him to let her change him just this once for
    practice.
    	Benji gave in saying, "OK..... I will let her this
    time."
    	"That's a good boy! And I am very proud the two of
    you. Now I must get going and you are to mind Kevin.... do
    whatever he asks and all will be fine. OK!" Carrie gave
    Benji a hug drawing him close to her. Before releasing him,
    she gave his diapered rump a pat or two.
    	"Better get these things changed, sooner the better."
    She said as she gave him another pat.
    	"Sure!" Benji agreed.
    	"OK, mom, we will be all right, see ya later!" David
    kissed his mother goodbye.
    	After playing in the room for about an hour, Kevin
    called out for the boys to head for the tree house.
    	On the way out the back door Jenny commented, "I get
    to change both of you in the tree house."
    	"We know!" David returned as he and Benji made their
    way towards the rope ladder.
    	"I'll get some things then be out there right away.
    Don't forget to drop me the ladder." Jenny ran to the
    bedroom for the two sacks of `things'.
    	Meantime, the boys had just blown up the air mattress
    and laid out the double sleeping bag.
    	"This is going to be fun!" Benji dropped to the
    mattress and flipped over onto his back.
    	"It sure is!" David agreed. "Here comes Jenny!"

    The Big Change -- Part 8

    	"We're a long ways up in this tree house!" Benji said
    rather excitedly as he peeked out the small window. Benji
    was of a small frame so he had to stand on tip toes to see
    of the small window facing the main house. To a small boy
    it seemed he was high in the air.
    	"Help me with this trap door so Jenny can come up!"
    David asked of his friend while pulling at the small
    entrance to the tree house.
    	"OK!" Benji responded pulling with all his might until
    the door fell open.
    	"Watch out Jenny, here comes the rope ladder," David
    called to his sister.
    	Standing away from the opening, Jenny waited for the
    ladder to be lowered.
    	Then David dropped another but thinner rope with a
    basket on the end so Jenny could put the packages in. Then,
    with the help of Benji, he pulled until the supplies were
    inside the tree house. Soon Jenny climbed the ladder and
    the boys helped her through the opening. With a thud the
    door was closed.
    	Looking around with approval the children knew they
    were out of sight from all that may have been watching.
    Four walls covered by a roof that would keep rain from
    entering in the little hid out and having only one small
    high window gave the room a very private place for kids to
    get away from adult supervision. Not that these kids were
    up to no good and deliberately went to hide from parents,
    but as it is with all kids they needed some time alone to
    think and play.
    	Benji noticed the pleasant grins on the faces of both
    David and Jenny as they looked at each other. There was a
    feeling that they knew something that he didn't. This
    feeling of mystery became even stronger when David asked
    Benji to lie down on the large double sleeping bag. Jenny
    was getting into the bags laying things out in several neat
    piles. Now the mystery was unveiling itself, for what Benji
    saw was a lot of diapers, inserts and other things that
    make a good diaper change.
    	Without saying another word, David began to pull
    Benji's T-shirt off. Benji began to feel uneasy when he saw
    Jenny picking up a few diaper wipes and crawled on her
    knees over to where he laid. Again without a word, David
    began to unfasten his friends wet diaper.
    	Neither his mom nor Mr. Lenny effected him like he was
    experiencing at this moment. Benji had a thought that this
    was no ordinary diaper change. The pleasurable look on
    David's face caused some reaction on Benji's part.
    	"How come your doing me first?" Benji asked Jenny
    rather nervously.
    	"Cuse your the littlest!" Jenny explained.
    	Just at the same time David peeled back the front of
    the diaper exposing Benji to this small part of the world.
    	David stepped back allowing his little 7 year old
    sister more room to help the small boy. By this time Benji
    had pulled himself up onto his elbows so he could get a
    better look at what was going to happen to him. To his
    surprise he found Jenny had set herself just over his legs.
    	Without a thing that Benji could do to prevent it
    Jenny began wiping at his privates. She was taking her time
    being careful to wipe everywhere. He tried to hide his
    excitement by placing his own hand over his genitals but
    Jenny just pulled them away telling him, "NO! NO! I just
    cleaned you now you get all dirty again". Benji was so
    embarrassed to have David's little sister cleaning him up.
    But all he could do was lie back and let her do her job.
    	With a new wipe Jenny began her job all over again but
    this time with a little more roughness. Benji closed his
    eyes trying his best to imagine it was his mother doing
    this changing. He kept his eyes closed so tight the lids
    began to hurt him. It did not help much, he was very much
    aware it was Jenny and not his mother.
    	Jenny raised his legs as if he were a baby then
    slipped one of the special diapers under his butt. Jenny
    seemed proud of herself that she had two boys to get ready
    for bed. To be able to change Benji was the highlight of
    the day as she was looking forward to this moment.
    	David had removed his own diaper while standing
    looking out the small window. The sun had just sat in the
    west making a sunset that lit up the sky in a reddish
    orange color. A slight breeze blew around the tree house.
    David was thinking this was a quiet, nice night to be up in
    this tree house. Jenny turned and smiled as she viewed her
    brother's naked rear.
    	Jenny by this time had fastened the last of Benji's
    diaper snaps. Wondering why she had suddenly stopped
    messing with his diaper, Benji sat up just in time to
    witness Jenny patting her brother's bottom, "Lay down, it's
    your turn to be diapered."
    	David lay down beside Benji letting his sister begin
    using wipes then powdering him.
    	David reached a hand out pulling Jenny down over
    himself. As she fell over him she dropped the cleaning
    material, catching herself with her extended arms and
    hands. David grabbed her bottom side in both of this hands
    and squeezed. "Stop that, David, or I will tell daddy."
    Jenny was shocked more then being hurt. "She won't tell
    anyone, we did it before!" David told Benji as he continued
    to wrestle with his sister. Benji was not sure just what
    was happening between the two but he knew it must have been
    something naughty. "Don't hurt her, David!"
    	But David just laughed as he helped to lift Jenny over
    his chest leaving her legs on each side of his body. David
    lifted her short skirt so Benji could see her underpants.
    	"Aren't you glad you get to wear diapers and not these
    things.....". David gave his little sister a poke before
    allowing her to get off him.
    	Benji watched as the brother and sister continued
    fighting each other.
    	"Behave yourself, David, or I will really tell on
    you....!". Jenny yelled out enough that the neighbor's dog
    began to bark.
    	David seemed puzzled at his sister's reaction to this
    childish play. Maybe it was that Benji was with them.
    Anyway, David lay back and told his sister he was sorry.
    	Jenny smiled then continued her job of diaper
    changing. Just as the diaper was being snapped shut, David
    began to pull at himself as if the diaper was too tight.
    	It was then that Benji realized he himself was feeling
    rather stimulated from all the horsing around.
    	"David....." Jenny moaned.
    	David leaned over towards his little sister, "What?"
    	"I love you.....!" She giggled then began placing the
    extra things into a sack to be taken to the house.
    	"I love you too, sis! Thanks for changing us!" David
    returned her statement.
    	The boys opened the trap door and lowered the rope
    ladder so Jenny could descend to the ground. They tied the
    sack to the thinner rope and let it down until it reached
    the ground.
    	Just as Jenny was about to get on the ladder she
    turned towards Benji, "I'm glad you got to stay the night,
    Benji!"
    	"Me too! and thanks for changing me....... I liked
    it.... that is, I like having you change me." Benji was
    talking too much as if he did not know when to stop.
    	Jenny was about to say something else to Benji but a
    noise caused her to look down through the trap door
    opening.
    	"Hey up there! are you about done, Jenny? It is your
    bed time, too, so hurry on." Their daddy called from
    beneath the tree house.
    	"Just about done, Daddy. I am about to come down now,"
    Jenny called out.
    	Jenny gave Benji a big smile for some unknown reason
    she threw him a soft kiss blowing it towards him. "You're
    so cute!" She complimented Benji.
    	Benji watched the little girl as she slid down the
    ladder then waved she gave them another look. Picking up
    her sack she ran for the house.
    	"How come you didn't do it, she wanted you to do it,"
    David said rather in a laugh.
    	"Do what?" Benji knew but did not want David to know
    just how he felt about her.
    	"She wanted you to kiss her, she gave you a kiss,"
    David grinned widely.
    	"I don't know, I wanted to but.... I don't know! Benji
    seemed to have had mixed emotions about the whole ordeal.
    	The boys climbed under the large double sleeping bag
    leaving the top cover off for time being. "If we get too
    cool before morning we can put on our T-shirts or pull up
    the top cover," David said.
    	"Benji, do you want to do something else? Something
    fun", David lowered his voice a little more. The boys
    snuggled up to each other.
    	"What?" came a whispering sound from Benji.
    	A few more giggles then things quieted down
    	If any one was listening they would have heard muffled
    giggles and whispers much too soft to be understand as the
    two boys entered into their own private world as boys do
    when boys have sleepovers.

    Benji`s Question -- Part 9

    	Mrs. Meyer just dropped Benji off at his home on her
    way to work the next morning after the sleep over.
    	"Bye, Benji maybe we can sleep over again sometime!"
    David called from the open car window.
    	"I'd like that.... Maybe momma would let us stay over
    here next time," Benji answered back.
    	"Bye, bye, Benji!" Jenny called out as they drove off.
    Benji waved back.
    	Looking out the rear car window Jenny threw several
    kisses towards Benji. Benji just continued to wave until
    they were out of sight.
    	"What was that all about?" Clara, his mother, asked.
    	"Nothing!" Was the reply, only the only the smile on
    his face seemed to tell mother that it was more then
    nothing.
    	Mother and son walked back into the house laughing
    together as his mother teased him about the kiss Jenny
    threw to him.
    	"What's so funny?" Tom asked as he came into the
    living room from the kitchen.
    	"Mr. Lenny," Benji greeted as he rushed to his open
    arms. "I missed you!" Benji confessed as Tom wrapped his
    big arms around the little boy.
    	"Will I missed you, too, this is certainly a great
    home warming." Tom looked up at Clara.
    	"Benji, you were only gone overnight, you act as if
    you were gone a month!" Clara laughed.
    	"Gee mom, I just glad to see you all." Benji reached
    his arms around his mom's neck and squeezed tightly.
    	Benji turned and ran to his room.
    	Both Tom and Clara looked at each other shrugging
    their shoulders and looking towards the boy's room.
    	"What do you suppose is going on?" Clara asked Tom.
    "Not sure, really!" Tom had a look of concern. "Maybe I can
    find out."
    	Tom walked down the short hall to Benji's room and
    knocked on the door. When Benji opened the door Tom asked,
    "May I come in?"
    	"Sure," Benji stepped aside as Tom stepped in and sat
    down on Benji's bed patting the covers, inviting the boy to
    sit beside him. Benji closed the door and jumped up beside
    Mr. Lenny.
    	"What's bothering you, son?" Tom put his arm around
    the boy, giving a loving and understanding contact.
    	Benji just shrugged his shoulders while his eyes
    searched around the room.
    	"Benji, your mother and I think you would like to tell
    us something.... Are you sure there is not something you
    would like to share with me?" Tom waited in silence then
    stood to his feet, "When and if you have something you need
    to tell me I will listen. I promise I would keep anything
    you say to myself." Tom gave the boy one more chance.
    	Benji just sat still looking to the floor. Tom noticed
    the part of a smile forming on the child's face. "Well, I
    must be going. I know it would be very hard for me to keep
    something to myself. I love you Benji!" Tom left the room
    closing the door behind him.
    	"What was it all about, it is not like him to be so
    secretive. I am concerned. I hope nothing happened over at
    the Meyer's." Clara had a deep look of concern.
    	"Oh, I just think it is one of a boy's rights to keep
    a few things to himself. When he is ready he will let you
    know." Tom changed the subject suggesting, he take them all
    out to dinner.
    	Clara told him she had a better idea. "We stay home
    and I will make you one of my favorite Japanese dishes."
    	Tom licked his lips in agreement.
    	Benji came running to the dining room when called for
    dinner. He could smell his mother cooking one of his
    favorite foods. He knew when Momma went to much trouble
    cooking this dish it must for a very good reason.
    	Both Clara and Tom were already seated as they waited
    for Benji. Tom eyes lit up when he saw Benji standing in
    the door wearing nothing but a diaper. Even his mother gave
    him an extra glance.
    	"Benji," Clara gave the boy a small frown, "Son, you
    go back into your room and I will help you with that......
    that dirty diaper."
    	Benji looked down at himself pulling the front of the
    diaper so he could see what his mother was so upset about.
    "I'm sorry, it just happened....!" Benji's happy face
    turned to sad face.
    	Tom jumped to his feet laid his napkin on the table
    beside this plate. "Let me handle this, Clara. We won't be
    gone long." Tom placed his arm around the boy as the two
    headed for the bedroom. Clare went to the stove to serve
    the last item of the meal.
    	Benji slipped down his wet diaper, letting it fall to
    the floor then stepped up on the bed laying on his back
    preparing for the diaper change.
    	"Did something happen over at David's house last
    night?" Tom probed once again as he pulled open the dresser
    drawer searching for a clean diaper.
    	"Whata mean?" Benji asked with a little effort.
    	"I was a little boy once you know, I had stayed on
    sleepovers before," Tom told him.
    	"You did?" Benji sat up his on his elbows.
    	Tom was about to fasten the diaper but decided to use
    a wipe first. Benji spread his legs a bit more allowing Tom
    to move the cool wipe over his genitals. Benji giggled and
    reacted so quickly it took Tom by surprise, but ignored the
    boy's reaction as if he did not notice at all.
    	Tom fastened the tabs on the youth size diaper giving
    them extra pressure to ensure they would stay fastened.
    Still Tom said nothing.
    	"Why does that feel so good?" Benji asked an honest
    question.
    	"Didn't you ever do that before?" Tom inquired.
    	"Sometimes, kind of, I guess, but I never knew why!"
    	Tom knew for his own experience that Benji was looking
    for the honest answer and some kind of a hit and miss, go
    around the bush answer was never going to do.
    	"Everything is alright with you, sweetheart, you're
    just beginning a new part of your life. All boys have these
    times when their bodies surprise them. It is the way we are
    made." Tom began to explain what was going on. "You can
    expect this to happen many more times. It is alright!"
    	Benji's first question was not answered but he got
    courage to ask again.
    	"I know...... But why does it feel so good?" Benji
    really wanted to know. The boy laid back on the bed as he
    felt over his diaper.
    	"Maybe your mother should be the one to talk with you
    about this...." Tom never got the chance to finish before
    Benji cut in.
    	"NO! She's a girl and girls don't know, besides she
    might get mad at me." Benji was very serious.
    	"I understand, son. But I bet your mom knows a lot
    more then you think, and she loves you very much." Tom
    thought a moment then continued. "But I understand!"
    	Tom was not sure that just how far he needed to take
    this subject but before he could begin. Clara had called to
    see what was holding them up.
    	Tom went to the bedroom door and called down the hall,
    "We'll be right there, doing something very important, then
    we will be right there.
    	Coming back to Benji who was sitting on the edge of
    the bed swinging his legs.
    	"OK, son, That area of your body is very special.
    First if you did not have one you would not be able to
    pee...."
    	"And no wet diapers," Benji laughed.
    	"That's right, all boys have them, too." Tom began.
    "You asked why it feels so good, well, on the very tip you
    have lots and lots of nerve endings. But instead of giving
    you pain they allow for pleasure...... Has your mother ever
    explained the facts of life to you?"
    	"I guess, I don't know!" Benji seemed to be satisfied
    at that point so Tom picked the child up on his shoulders
    taking him out to the dinner table.
    	"What was so important that it took you so much time
    changing a simple diaper?" Clara asked.
    	"Don't ask," Tom shook his head slowly side to side as
    he looked over at the diapered boy sitting next to him.

    Benji Learns Part of the Answer -- Part 10

    	Dinner was over; the dishes were being prepared for
    the washer. Mr. Lenny and Clara seemed to be enjoying each
    other's company, laughing and joking as they cleared the
    table.
    	Benji went into the family room. Dropped to his knees
    before the TV he selected his favorite game. He did not
    hear the phone ring because the volume was turned up so
    high.
    	"Benji," Clara called her son.
    	"What?" Benji answered her.
    	"Phone." Clara handed him the cordless phone then
    turned the TV volume down a bit.
    	"Hello!" The boy gave the greeting.
    	"Hi," David Meyer was the caller. "How you doing,
    Benji?"
    	"OK I guess." Benji felt he was being deprived of
    playing his game. "Whata want?"
    	"Well...... I was wondering...... you didn't say
    anything about our sleepover did you?" David asked in near
    whisper.
    	"Sure, I told Momma and Tom all about it, we really
    had a lot of fun," Benji said.
    	For a while there was silence on the other end of the
    phone. "Ugh..... Did you tell them everything...... you
    know?" David was breathing so hard Benji almost could not
    hear the whispered question.
    	"Sure! I told them we got to sleep up in the tree
    house, that was sure cool, David, I can't wait until we can
    sleep up there again," Benji added.
    	"Oh no!" David spoke a little louder. "I mean, after
    Jenny left and you and I were alone?"
    	"OH that..... No, you asked me not to tell and I
    didn't." Benji got the picture.
    	"Wow! you had me going there for awhile.... Benji...
    I'm going to ask you to promise me you will never tell, OK?
    David asked in a low whisper.
    	"OK, I promise!" Benji gave his word. "Those were
    great diapers you have. Maybe your mom could tell my mom
    about them and I could have some."
    	"I think they are easy to make, Mom just buys the
    material then she uses a pattern and cuts them out then
    sews them. She lets me and Jenny put on the snaps," David
    explained. "Also they are easy to put on by yourself, but I
    like Jenny to do it."
    	"Me too!" Benji giggled. "She makes me feel good."
    	"Besides she likes to do it, Mom says it is good
    training for her for when she has kids of her own," David
    giggled back. "Did you like it when..... I changed you?"
    	Benji rolled onto his back with his feet in the air
    while holding the phone to his ear, "Sure I liked it." Then
    as if he was in deep thought, Benji asked, "Why does it
    feel so good, you know!.... What you did?"
    	"I don't know for sure!" David began to whisper again.
    "But it has something to do with our bodies. Jenny feels it
    too, but I suppose it is not the same as we boys feel it."
    	"I asked Mr. Lenny about it but he...". When he said
    that David interrupted.
    	"You told Tom about it?" David asked excitedly.
    	"No, I just asked him why it felt so good," Benji
    waited for David to answer.
    	"What did he say?" David asked.
    	"Not much, he didn't say much."
    	"Was he mad at you for taking about it?" David
    whispered.
    	"No.... He wasn't mad or anything like that," Benji
    reassured his friend.
    	The boys continued to use the phone for the next few
    minutes before hanging up. All the time Benji was on the
    phone Mr. Lenny was listening to the one-sided
    conversation. It was not as if he was spying on the boy but
    it was hard from him not to have heard part of the
    conversation. When the boy hung up the phone Mr. Lenny
    called Benji over to him.
    	Clara had left the house for a while to run a few
    errands. This left Tom and the boy alone, so Mr. Lenny took
    the opportunity to talk with Benji.
    	"This question you asked me earlier..... it is rather
    important to you, isn't it?" Tom had sat the boy next to
    himself giving the boy all his attention.
    	"What question?" Benji wasn't sure he understood.
    	"A couple of times tonight you seemed to want to ask
    me something then I could not help but over hear you
    talking to David..... We are alone now and can talk freely
    if you like. I know it has something to do with changing
    your diapers." Tom tried to reassure the boy. "Did
    something happen at David's house?"
    	"Sometimes..... I mean, once I..... I promised David I
    wouldn't say anything about it." Benji just did not know
    how to say it.
    	"I see," said Tom, "You and David did something that
    you are not too sure about?"
    	"No! We never did anything wrong.... really." Benji
    began to fidget.
    	"You mentioned that Jenny changed the two of you, did
    anything happen while she was changing you?" Tom looked at
    the boy. Benji was looking at his feet while he swung them
    back and forth.
    	At first Benji was about to say something but seemed
    to change his mind. "Does it happen sometimes when I change
    you, Benji?" Tom patted the boy lightly on his leg.
    	"Sometimes!" Benji said in a near whisper. "When it
    happens I sometimes think I was going to pee but I didn't."
    	"What do you mean, Benji?" Tom asked.
    	"Is just that my pee thing gets bigger, did I hurt
    myself...... I mean it does not feel like a hurt but why
    does it swell up like that?" Benji came to the point
    expecting Tom to be shocked or something.
    	But Tom just took his time answering, "I see, is that
    what has been bothering you?" Tom was very careful with his
    words not to frighten the boy.
    	Benji nodded his head waiting for Tom to say something
    else.
    	"Benji, as one boy to another, I can tell you nothing
    is wrong with you at all. Your body is growing up and
    changes will occur now and then. Boys are made that way,
    when we get hard like that it just means everything is
    working just fine." Tom began to explain. "This is not the
    first time it happened is it?"
    	"No, it has happened before but when I was in the tree
    house it got big and stayed that way a long time." Benji
    knew he said too much already but he just wanted to get his
    answer.
    	So he continued, "How come it feels good? I mean, when
    it does that?" Benji was more relaxed by this time. Benji
    felt like he could talk it out with Tom more then he could
    with his mother. Tom would understand.
    	Tom asked, "Just what were you doing when it got
    harder?"
    	"David was changing me!" Benji explained as he looked
    around to be sure they were alone.
    	"David... I thought Jenny did the changing!"
    	"She did but later David changed me, too!" Benji
    explained.
    	"Oh, I see. It happened when David was changing you,
    right?" Tom seem a bit mussed at the young boy.
    	"When Jenny took my old diaper off and washed me, it
    got that way too!" Benji whispered.
    	"What did she do or say?" Tom asked.
    	"Nothing, she just put on the new diaper and said
    nothing."
    	"Really, she said nothing!" Tom was joking with the
    boy.
    	Benji shook his head side to side while grinning at
    Tom.
    	"But when David changed you, what happened?" Tom
    pushed for an answer.
    	"My thing just tickled and got big." Benji held his
    finger and thumb up spreading wide to show Tom.
    	"Penis... Benji, it is called a penis," Tom told
    Benji.
    	It was not the first time Benji heard that name but he
    thought it was a bad word just as the other names he had
    heard given around school.
    	Looking a bit surprised that Tom would use this name
    Benji ducked his head and giggled.
    	"No, Benji, that is the real name and it is ok to
    use." Tom informed him.
    	"David's got big too. He showed me!" Benji waited for
    Tom to react to his shocking statement.
    	"Both of you are the same age, Benji. He is going
    though the same growth period as you are." Tom then asked,
    "What did David do after he saw you and he was hard like
    that?"
    	"He tickled me right there!" Benji pointed to his
    diapers. When he did that Benji put his hand to his mouth
    realizing he just told the secret.
    	"That is alright, Benji, I will keep your secret, this
    will be between you and me." Tom gave the boy a hug of
    reassurance.
    	Because the secret was out Benji began to tell more
    and more of the night in the tree house. Tom listened with
    attention until Benji had let it all come to the surface.
    	"Now I understand why you were feeling so guilty and
    upset. Sweetheart, It is not unusual for boys to experiment
    with new things they come to learn. The reason you felt so
    guilty was because you and David made it a secret not to
    tell. You had no way of knowing what was happening to you
    and when David asked you to keep it a secret it made you
    think something was very wrong with what you were doing. I
    am glad you told me because now you won't have to carry
    such a heavy load on your mind. I will not tell anyone
    about this but you and I must talk this out and any other
    problem you may feel funny about. I can help you, so can
    your mother. I know she will understand and she loves you
    very much," Tom discussed with the boy.
    	"You promised to tell anyone else.... Do we have to
    tell momma?" Benji tugged at Tom's shirt sleeve.
    	"I won't say anything to her, but I think you should
    when you feel more comfortable doing it." Tom gave good
    advice.
    	For the time being, Benji seemed satisfied with the
    information he learned from Tom. But deep down inside,
    Benji still wondered why it felt so good when David and he
    played in the Tree House.