    Warning:

    Nothing in this story is true, it is completely fiction.
    This story is intended for entertainment only and does not
    advocate any practice legal or otherwise. It is intended for
    diaper lovers and boys who enjoy wearing diapers.
    Special thanks to D. Simmons for some of the events and
    characters. No doubt, similar events are depicted in other
    fantasy stories.

    Sexual adventure should be fun, not harmful.

    THE PLAN
    by JB

    Chapter I

    It was hot and the last days of summer were drawing quickly
    to a close. Their home in the new subdivision was exciting,
    but starting 8th grade in a couple weeks at another school
    would be a hard.

    Mom and Dad worked in the backyard trying to get some
    landscaping done before Fall, although it was still mostly
    dirt. Dan sat casually watching his little brother Kent
    playing with trucks in a temporary sandbox. Secretly he
    couldn't wait for school to start.

    "I'm bored." he mumbled. But Mom and Dad were out of range
    to hear him so he settled back against the porch step,
    grasping a small piece of shade. Kent continued to make more
    truck noises, oblivious to the work around him. Dan stared
    blankly into the sand pile near Kent and sighed again, he
    never thought he'd actually look forward to school.

    Kent stood up quietly and looked around, missing Dan and his
    parents. A sheepish grin crossed his face as he spread his
    legs slightly and a dark wet inverted `v' formed on his
    pants. The dark spot grew until there were two large wet
    patches running down both legs. Then he dropped back down
    again and continued with his trucks as if nothing had
    happened. Dan sat in amazement, his little brother had just
    deliberately peed his pants. It wasn't an accident. He had
    looked to make sure the coast was clear, smiled and peed!
    Mom and Dad were always patient with him since he never did
    seem to get it under control, but now for the first time,
    Dan understood why.

    Kent WANTED to pee his pants even at 7 years old! Dan
    snickered as Kent looked up, just in time to catch him
    staring. It was no secret now, they both knew, Kent blushed.
    Mom walked by on her way inside and glanced at Kent. There
    was no hiding the two large wet spots on his legs.

    "Kent!" she yelled. She was too busy with Dad and the yard
    to take time to deal with a wet boy.

    "What have you done? You get inside that house right now!"
    she growled. "Dan, go start the bath." she ordered in
    exasperation.

    The three stepped inside where Mom immediately started the
    washer and to undress Kent. She pulled his shirt over his
    head then untied his wet shoes and socks. After a quick drop
    in the washer she turned to Kent again and pulled his pants
    off followed by his wet briefs.

    "Kent, you know I don't have time for this right now. You
    know what this means don't you?"

    He nodded, trying to look sad, but his eyes sparkled. Dan
    walked down the hall as Kent trotted happily behind. His
    little penis danced and flopped merrily in front. Dan
    started the water then turned to Kent.

    "Why did you do it?"

    "Do what?" Kent asked sheepishly.

    "You know what I mean. You peed your pants on purpose, why?"
    Kent stood for a moment then giggled, "Cause I like to."

    Dan rolled his eyes. "I don't get it. You want to be in
    trouble?"

    "No" he pouted, "It just feels good." He pranced and giggled
    again as he stepped into the tub just as Mom appeared at the
    door. Dan moved aside as she got on her knees and began
    rinsing Kent's bottom and genitals.

    "I just don't have time for this today." she mumbled again.

    "I can do this myself." Kent complained halfheartedly,
    although he knew it was useless.

    "You're old enough to go to the bathroom too, but you don't,
    so you're not allowed to do this either." she snapped. "Dan,
    hand me one of his diapers please."

    Dan opened the closet where a stack of large thick diapers
    sat on the shelf.

    "Powder too?" he asked handing it to Mom.

    "Yes, I guess so."

    She dried Kent as he stood in front of her, then laid him on
    the floor. He knew the routine. She drizzled some powder
    over penis and quickly spread it around. He lifted his legs
    to his chest and Mom dashed some more on his bottom. She
    slid the diaper under him and pulled up the front and taped
    the sides.

    "You're going to have to stay dressed like this the rest of
    the day until I get some more laundry done." she said as she
    returned to the yard. Dan drained the tub and watched as
    Kent skipped happily down the hall. He didn't mind returning
    to his trucking dressed only in a T-shirt and diaper. Dan
    paused for a moment. He hadn't had an accident since he was
    about 3 years old, perhaps he was missing something. For
    some reason he couldn't get the idea out of his mind. What
    would it be like?

    When the coast was clear, he closed the bathroom door and
    pulled out a dirty pair of jeans from the laundry. He
    stripped naked then put on the jeans and stood in the bath
    tub. He spread his legs and pushed trying hard to let go. He
    grunted and strained, but couldn't get it started. Finally,
    in desperation he closed his eyes and pretended to be
    standing at a urinal at school. A few drops squirted out
    then stopped suddenly. The small stream ran down his legs.
    It felt great! He relaxed some more and soon there was no
    turning back. The warm water splashed against his jeans and
    poured down his legs. The quiet whisper of water against the
    material let him know there was no holding back.

    "Mmm," he sighed, a big smile crossing his face. No wonder
    Kent does it all the time.

    The warm wetness poured over his scrotum and down his legs
    forming small yellow rivers to the drain. He pushed the last
    few squirts out for their journey over his testes and down
    his legs. He felt warm all over, almost like a baby again
    but also, to his surprise, he got an erection.

    He cleaned up quickly and dropped the wet pants in the
    washer where Kent's clothes were just finishing the soap
    cycle. He had done it! He had pulled off his first secret
    experiment and no one knew it. He had found a new hobby but
    it wouldn't be good one to share with anyone.

    Chapter II

    "Kent, come over here." Mom said during a TV commercial. It
    was getting late and close to bedtime. Dad was reading the
    newspaper while Mom worked on garden plans. Kent and Dan
    were watching the remaining minutes of the "Rugrats". Kent
    walked over to Mom, still dressed in his afternoon diaper
    and T-shirt. She pulled him closer, slipped her hand down
    his diaper and gently felt the pad in front of his little
    penis.
     "Go get a clean diaper and your jammies, okay dear?" she
    said sweetly, the aggravation of that afternoon was gone.

    He returned with a clean diaper, a couple wet wipes and his
    pj's. Mom casually undressed him again, laying him on the
    floor as the commercials for "pull ups" came on. It dawned
    on Dan that he could have the same fun as Kent. He had been
    thinking all day of other experiments he could do, but when
    he saw Kent getting changed in front of the TV, it was
    obvious Kent had the right idea. He could use diapers too!

    "Ok boys, better get to bed." she said as she pulled Kent's
    pants up. She hugged Dan good night and took Kent by the
    hand up to his room. Dad hugged them both as they passed by.
    Once everyone was out of sight, Dan quickly ran to the
    bathroom, stuffed one of Kent's diapers under his shirt and
    casually strolled back to his room.

    He closed his door quietly then stripped down to his briefs
    and T-shirt. With only a small reading light, he pulled his
    shorts down around his knees and unfolded the diaper. He
    spread it as wide as he could, lined his briefs with the
    thick white pad then pulled his shorts up again. It wasn't
    big enough to tape the sides, but his shorts would hold it
    in place...at least for tonight. It bunched between his legs
    and he almost felt like a baby again. When he moved, it
    seemed to rub all over, reminding him that it was there,
    safe and secure. The rubbing had another effect, however,
    another erection. He trembled a little as he moved more and
    more, the rubbing making him completely hard. To his dismay,
    he was also too hard to pee, even if his bladder were about
    to burst. He tried to relax, just like that afternoon, but
    it was no use, his erection was cramped and poking into the
    pad. He massaged the lump through the thick diaper and felt
    it move against his scrotum and anus!! It felt good, almost
    as if his shorts were too big.

    "Might as well do this first." he sighed. He quickly found
    his usual rhythm. In a few minutes semen pumped from his
    penis into the heavy white pad. His back arched and toes
    curled as he bounced rhythmically to the spurts. His breath
    stopped and only small grunts kept him from screaming.
    Finally, the shots slowed to a halt and he lay gasping for
    air. He could relax again.

    He stretched and yawned, feeling tired and guilty. Then he
    tried to force some pee out, but with no results, he popped
    a small fart instead. Suddenly, the first splash of pee ran
    against his gooey scrotum but stopped automatically. He
    relaxed and stretched again and it resumed with a little
    effort. The warm flood ran over his testes onto his bottom
    and slowly moved to the sides. He yawned again, turned and
    fell asleep.

    He heard his parents talking in the morning over breakfast
    downstairs, so he took the chance to cleanup before anyone
    saw him. He pulled off his shorts and quickly wadded the
    diaper, tossing it next to one of Kent's in the garbage can,
    then wiped himself off with a wet wipe, pulled his shorts
    back up and stepped into the hall. To his surprise, Dad was
    standing just outside.

    "Morning champ," he said passing Dan toward the bathroom.

    "Morning." Dan responded nervously. Dan quickly checked the
    front of his shorts making sure everything appeared normal.
    Dad, passed into the bathroom without another word. It was a
    close call. Dad hadn't noticed anything, and Dan had gotten
    away with his new hobby again.

    Kent sat at the breakfast table still in his pj's. "You boys
    need to clean your rooms this morning, while I get
    groceries," Mom said as she grabbed her keys and closed the
    door behind her. Dad motioned for Kent to come closer. As he
    stood at the table, Dad pulled his pj pants down and viewed
    the soaked diaper.

    "Guess we had better get you cleaned up before you start
    anything," he smiled. Dan was left alone to eat breakfast.

    "I want my own diapers," he thought to himself, "Some that
    will fit me. How can I get my parents to buy some diapers
    without asking for them and without getting into trouble? I
    just can't ask for them...I'll have to deserve them, like
    Kent."

    Dan thought about his secret desire and problem. He needed
    to appear innocent, but still get what he wanted.

    Chapter III

    Several nights passed as he continued to experiment with
    Kent's diapers. It was fun to go to bed now and he couldn't
    wait to turn in. Sometimes he used it immediately and other
    times would wait until morning. Mom and Dad never suspected
    or mentioned anything. They didn't miss the extra diapers,
    although Dan knew not to take the last few.

    "I hate not having my own. I want my own," he pouted.

    That night a TV magazine gave him the idea. It was about
    kids who wet the bed.

    "That's it!" he thought as the story unfolded, "It's just a
    phase, some young teens wet the bed." That was the answer!
    If I wet the bed, they would have to put me in diapers, just
    like some of the kids on TV. Kent got his usual change as
    they watched TV and Dan felt a pang of jealousy. He turned
    in as usual, only this time, his plan would change.

    He awoke the next morning with his bladder full, "Do I dare?
    Should I really do it?" he thought. If he didn't try, he
    would never get them, so he relaxed and the first few spurts
    trickled over his scrotum and onto his bottom. It felt so
    warm and nice, he relaxed some more and let the flood go.
    Every drop seemed to splash across him and spread onto the
    bed. The spot grew under him, spreading over a large area,
    rising up his back. He shot the last few drops out, got up
    and looked at the huge wet spot. If this didn't get him
    diapers, nothing would. He headed to the bathroom to clean
    up when Kent and Dad suddenly appeared in the hall. Kent had
    a nice fresh diaper on and was headed back to his room and
    Dad was headed back to the kitchen. Dan ducked behind the
    hall door in his wet shorts just in time until the coast was
    clear.

    When he returned to his room, Mom had already taken all the
    sheets off the bed and placed a towel over the big wet spot.
    He was surprised how quickly she had acted so he dressed
    quickly and went to the kitchen. He stopped just outside the
    door where he heard Mom and Dad talking.

    "It seems really strange that he would wet the bed. This has
    never happened before. He's always been so good," Mom
    pondered.

    "It's probably just a fluke. Are you sure its urine? He's
    old enough to have other things happening now."

    Mom was quiet for a moment, trying to think of what Dad was
    talking about.

    "I mean it could be wet dreams or maybe masturbation," Dad
    continued.

    "No, I know what that looks like, he's wet the bed. He must
    be sick or something."

    Dan shuttered and blushed as he heard them talk so openly
    about his personal habits.

    "I'm going to take him to see Dr. Arnell today." she said
    more firmly, "I want to make sure he's okay."

    Dad shrugged, "I've got some errands close to the office. I
    can take him if you want."

    Mom thought for a moment. "Fine" she said, still worried.
    Dan slowly rolled around the corner. "Hi buddy!" his Dad
    sang out, "How are you feeling?"

    "Fine" Dan muttered.

    "Mom says you had an accident last night and we're worried
    about ya, buddy. We'll see Dr. Arnell today."
    "Why?! I'm okay!" Dan protested. This wasn't what he wanted,
    it was overkill. All he wanted was his own diapers.

    "I'm sure you are. I'm sure it was just a one-time accident,
    but we still need to make sure." Dad said again. It was no
    use arguing, Dad was a soft-hearted guy, but was still the
    boss.

    The drive to the doctor's office seemed shorter than usual.
    Dad and Dr. Arnell had been roommates in college and were
    longtime friends. Dr. Arnell was always friendly and seemed
    to know how to talk to kids.

    "Dan, you can come back now," the nurse smiled.

    "Do you want me to come with you?" Dad offered.

    "No, I'm fine," Dan whispered, still embarrassed that he was
    seeing a `kid' doctor.

    After drawing some blood the nurse took him to the bathroom
    and handed him a small cup. Dan looked puzzled.

    "We need a urine sample," she ordered.

    "I don't have any," Dan answered, still puzzled.

    "Sure you do, just give it a try." she said closing the
    door.

    To his surprise, he was able to fill the cup and leave it on
    the sink.

    The nurse pushed the door open to the exam room and Dan
    stepped inside.

    "You need to take all your clothes off." she said coolly.

    "Why?, no way!" Dan said nervously.

    "You'll need to at least strip down to your shorts," she
    ordered more forcefully as she closed the door. Dan sat for
    a moment. This was definitely not in the plan. He knew he
    had to cooperate or he'd get nothing, but this was far more
    than he had anticipated. He removed everything but his white
    briefs and sat down on the crackling paper that lined the
    table. The paper rustled under his legs each time he moved
    and he thought how dumb it was to do all this for just
    diapers.

    The door burst open and Dr. Arnell rushed inside closing it
    behind him. He smiled broadly and looked at the chart.

    "Danny, your dad said you had an accident last night."

    Dan just nodded. Dr. Arnell looked over the top of his
    glasses. "Well, let's see what we can find."

    He moved closer and turned on the exam lights. He peered in
    his ears, nose and throat.

    "Do you go by Danny or Dan?"

    "Dan" he muttered.

    "Do you like sports?" the doctor asked, trying to get Dan to
    relax.

    "Yeah, some," he mumbled. The doctor held the scope tightly
    in his hands to warm it.

    "What do you like best?"

    "I dunno, basketball I guess."

    "Take a deep breath," Dr. Arnell asked as he placed the
    scope on Dan's bare chest. Dan gulped a breath as the doctor
    listened.

    "Again," he said as he moved it around. He took in slow deep
    breaths each time the doctor moved the scope.

    Doctor Arnell moved it lower and listened to his stomach and
    back.

    "Everything sounds good so far," he said happily. Dr. Arnell
    then gently picked up one of Dan's legs and crossed it over
    the other. It was a tight squeeze on his testes, but Dan
    quickly managed to tug them into place. The doctor tapped
    his knee and Dan's leg bounced slightly.

    "What class do you like best in school...junior high,
    right?"

    "Yeah, I start in a few days. History I guess."
    The doctor smiled again, as if he had been listening.

    "Okay, lets have you lay down."

    Dan turned on the noisy paper as the doctor guided him down.

    "Any pain here?" he said as he pushed against Dan's lower
    stomach and bladder area.

    Dan shook his head.

    "Can you feel me pressing here?"

    Dan nodded. Dr. Arnell turned and wrote a couple notes in
    the charts and turned back again. He placed his hand just
    inside Dan's waistband and gave them a small tug. "Okay, we
    need these down now." Dan reached down and pulled them down
    to his knees. Dr. Arnell grabbed the sides and pulled them
    all the way off. Dan felt his face get warm and blush. He
    pressed against Dan's pubic area, which had only a small
    tuft of hair.

    "Can you feel me doing this?" he asked. All Dan could do was
    nod. The doctor moved slightly and pressed again, "This?"
    Dan nodded again. He wanted Dr. Arnell to finish quickly,
    his worst fear was beginning to happen. With all the
    attention and activity, his penis was beginning to show
    signs of life. This was certainly the wrong time to get a
    boner. The doctor held his penis gently and looked at Dan.
    "Can you feel this?" he asked coolly, again Dan nodded.

    This seemed like torture, laying naked in front of the
    doctor as he felt Dan's genitals. How long was this going to
    last? The doctor moved lower to his testes and touched his
    scrotum lightly.

    "Can you feel this?" Dan shivered, of course he could feel
    it, it was one of his favorite spots and his erection was
    now at full staff. Dr. Arnell motioned for him to stand up.
    Dan's erection flopped and bounced as he moved off the
    table, he was harder than a baseball bat. Dr. Arnell gently
    held his testes, "Turn your head and cough."

    He turned to write some more notes and Dan dove for his
    underwear. "Whoa, just a second there buddy, we're almost
    done."

    Dan's heart sank, now what? Dr. Arnell guided him to the
    table again and turned him around. "Can you touch your toes
    for me?"

    Dan reached down and touched his toes as Dr. Arnell gently
    spread his cheeks and examined the outside.

    "Okay, now just bend over the table for me. This is the last
    thing, we're almost done." Dr. Arnell chuckled. There was a
    snapping sound then suddenly, Dr. Arnell's cool jellied
    finger slid up Dan's anus. Dan grunted slightly as his
    erection poked and jumped against the cold table.

    The doctor wiped his bottom with a soft paper towel and
    slipped off the glove. "Okay dude, you can get dressed now,"
    he smiled. Dan sighed in relief and dove for his shorts the
    second time to corral his erection as quickly as he could.
    Dr. Arnell continued to write.

    "Sorry about all of that, I know its kind of embarrassing,"
    he paused, "Dan, I notice you have an erection. Do you get
    them easily?"

    Dan nodded self-consciously. The real problem was NOT
    getting them.

    "Its okay. It's shows you're a healthy young man, but I have
    to ask. Its just between you and me. Okay?"

    "Okay," Dan stuttered.

    "Have you learned to masturbate yet? Are you able to
    ejaculate comfortably?"

    Dan wasn't sure what ejaculate meant, but there wasn't
    anything about jerking off he didn't like, except the guilt
    feeling afterward. Comfortable just didn't describe the
    funnest thing he ever did. Dan simply nodded again as he
    finished his shirt. The doctor wrote some more notes, shook
    Dan's hand and opened the door. "Okay, I'll see ya in the
    lobby." he smiled.

    Dr. Arnell and Dad spoke quietly before Dan came out.

    "Everything looks just fine. He's in the middle of puberty
    and that can cause a lot of stress on a kid. But everything
    appears normal. We'll run the blood and urine samples, but I
    really don't expect much. He's just a growing boy that needs
    extra patience."

    Dad nodded, "I figured it was just an accident."

    "Well, it could last awhile. Just be supportive, let him
    know he's okay. Seems like I remember a college junior that
    had a similar problem."

    "That's not fair! That was a very difficult year for me,"
    Dad protested.

    "Yeah, I know. It happens to the best of us."

    Dad smiled, "I see your point."

    Dan joined them and Dr. Arnell shook their hands and walked
    back to the exam rooms.

    Chapter IV

    	When Dan arrived home he found rubber sheets already
    installed. His heart sank. Why couldn't he have diapers?
    Kent was in diapers full time now because Mom didn't want to
    do laundry all day. Dan slept on the sheets for a couple
    nights, hating every second and desperately trying to think
    how he could get his plan to work. His answer came as they
    sat at breakfast.
    	School would be starting in just a couple days. "I
    guess we had better get some new school clothes." Mom mused
    as she and Dad cleaned up the dishes. "Dan, I want you to
    come with me. Have you thought about what you need?"
    	Dan shook his head and glanced at Kent. Kent had that
    stupid grin again, the same grin he had in the backyard when
    he deliberately peed his pants. Then it dawned on him, Kent
    was peeing his pants again, RIGHT THERE. That was the reason
    he was in diapers, he kept messing up his clothes and making
    more work for Mom. If he could make more work for Mom, then
    he'd get them, too. Wetting the bed wasn't enough, he needed
    a big accident, one where his clothes got wet, then he'd be
    sure to get them.
    	Kent stood up to leave. "Whoa, tiger." Dad said as he
    swung him around.
    	"What?"
    	Dad looked him over again, "Are you wet?" he asked.
    	"I guess so," Kent said without a care. Dad pulled his
    pj's down again and inspected the soaked diaper. It was
    heavy and beginning to leak.
    	"We'd better get you cleaned up before you go play."
    	He took Kent by the hand as they headed to the
    bathroom. Dan thought for a moment alone. Of course the
    diaper was full, Kent had all night to pee in it and he had
    just dumped a fresh batch at breakfast. Dan leaned back
    slightly and relaxed. It was now or never. The water spilled
    over him again and down across his bottom. It felt so warm
    and good. He stood up, the wet spot across his bottom blared
    and the remaining trickle ran down his legs.
    	"What in the world?" his mother screamed, "Dan!" Dan
    looked around.
    	"Couldn't you feel it? Can't you tell when to go?" she
    shouted excitedly.
    	 "Oh no!" Dan cried. It was the best performance of his
    life.
    	"Go clean up." she yelled. "We're seeing Dr. Arnell
    again!" Dan's heart sank, not again!
    	Dan had another visit to Dr. Arnell with all the same
    honors. He couldn't believe diapers would take so much
    effort.
    	"He's going through a difficult time," the doctor
    whispered to Mom, "there are a lot of kids going through
    puberty with the same problem. I really think it will clear
    up. There's absolutely nothing I can find wrong with him. We
    can do more expensive tests, but we'll find the same thing
    I'm afraid."
    	"But what am I supposed to do?" Mom complained. The
    doctor wrote a small note and handed it to her.
    	"That's all I can suggest for now," he said. Mom read
    the note, pushed it in her purse and joined Dan. She thanked
    the doctor again, smiled and walked out with Dan behind.
    	"What did he say?" Dan asked, breaking the silence.
    "Well, he said you'll be okay. We just need to take care of
    things." she said mysteriously. Dan hoped it meant what he
    wanted. Mom pulled out the note as they pulled up to a
    medical supply store. His heart skipped with glee as he
    read, "Medical Supply, adolescent diapers." Dan tried to
    look disappointed, but his stomach did a double flip. This
    was great!
    	On the way home, Dan could barely contain himself. His
    plan had finally come together. Mom grabbed the package and
    went into the house and Dad met Dan at the door. "How ya
    doin', buddy?" he asked cheerfully.
    	"Fine," Dan shrugged his shoulders, acting
    disappointed, but inside, elated.
    	"Dan, go upstairs and take off your shoes and pants,"
    Mom said as she pulled Dad aside. Dan was embarrassed, but
    knew an argument now wouldn't be wise.
    	"What did the doctor suggest?"
    	"He said it will probably disappear by itself, but
    until then it's diapers. I should have thought of it before,
    but I just knew there was something wrong."
    	Dad nodded as he remembered his own problem in college.
    	"I picked some up on the way home," she said as she
    opened the package.
    	Dan sat on his bed in his socks and underwear waiting
    for Mom. This was it! Mom hadn't seen him naked for years,
    but after the visits to Dr. Arnell, it seemed like a small
    price to pay. Soon, Mom came in with a diaper and sat on the
    edge of the bed next to him.
    	"I'm sorry we have to do this. I just can't keep
    washing everything all day. It's ruining your bed and now
    you might have an accident around others. Do you
    understand?"
    	"Yeah," Dan said sadly. Mom stood him up and pulled off
    his briefs. His genitals flopped out and bounced slightly as
    he laid back on the bed. He lifted his hips and Mom slid the
    diaper under him. He spread his legs and she pulled up the
    center, pushing his enlarging penis into the pad and taped
    the sides. "There you go," she said happily, "Go ahead and
    get dressed now."
    	Dan admired himself in the mirror, slowly rubbing his
    hands over the cool plastic outside then inside. The pad
    wedged between his legs and under his balls felt good.
    	"Dan," Dad called below, "come on down, let's go out to
    dinner." Dad liked to go out to dinner to try and make
    things better. Whoa! Wait a minute, Dan thought, I can't go
    OUT like this! People will see me.
    	"Dad!, no way! I can't go out like this!" Dan yelled as
    he dressed quickly and ran downstairs. "Well, what do you
    expect? You can't live your life in a cave. You still need
    to live your life. Did you think you were going to live in
    your room till it was all over?" Mom argued.
    	"Well, no. I just didn't expect to go out now. Gee
    whiz."
    	"Come on buddy, it will be okay. People can't tell,"
    Dad said as he took his keys.
    	"Oh man!" Dan exclaimed. He got what he wanted and now
    he felt stuck.
    	"How about Pizza?" Dad asked excitedly. Dan shrugged.

    Chapter V

    	The pizza restaurant was packed. Everyone was out for a
    celebration and it was noisy with wall to wall people. Dan
    looked around nervously, hoping no one could tell his pants
    had extra padding. Finally, the waitress called their name.
    "I'm really sorry about the long wait," she said, "it
    suddenly got busy."
    	After they were seated, she took their order and
    scurried off. The wait seemed to drag longer and longer.
    Finally she returned, "I'm sorry its taking so long. We're a
    little short-handed in the kitchen. Let me get you some pop
    to make up for the long wait."
    	"You don't need to do that," Dad apologized, but the
    young girl ignored him.
    	"What kind do you want?" Dad looked around for votes
    and found none. "Mountain Dew?" he stated as though he were
    asking.
    	She smiled and returned quickly with two large
    pitchers.
    	Dan and Kent played with the silverware and drank
    several glasses of pop. The noise from the crowd made
    conversation almost impossible and time moved even more
    slowly.
    	Dan began to feel uncomfortable, the pop had run its
    course and he needed to go to the bathroom. He shuffled
    uneasily and was about to excuse himself when he realized,
    he couldn't ask to go to the bathroom. If he did, they'd
    know he was faking it, now he really was trapped by his
    plan. Not only was he in public with diapers on, but he HAD
    to use them. Pressure was building too, he couldn't think,
    he couldn't think of anything. It simply would HAVE to
    happen.
    	He slouched back in his chair and gently tugged his
    genitals into place inside the pad, then let go the raging
    flood. It poured over him, running down into the pad, the
    dampness rising higher and higher. Relief washed over his
    face. He was peeing right in front of hundreds of people and
    they didn't even know it! He sighed and relaxed as the warm
    river continued into his rapidly filling diaper.
    	Mom noticed the strange expression on his face, "Dan?
    Are you all right?" she yelled above the roar.
    	"Yeah, I'm fine," Dan shouted back.
    	Dad looked over at him with suspicion then mouthed,
    "Are you wet?"
    	"I think so," Dan mouthed back as Dad looked around at
    the crowd then stood.
    	"We'll be back," he shouted, taking Dan with his arm
    around his shoulder. They walked back to the bathroom and
    into one of the stalls. Dad unzipped Dan's pants and pulled
    them down to his knees, then gently pushed his hand inside
    near his penis.
    	"Whoa! I'll say you're wet. We gotta change you quick."
    he whispered, pulling his pants back up. They returned to
    the table to find Mom and Kent heading outside.
    	"He needs a change," she said as she led him by the
    hand. The waitress arrived with the steaming hot pizza and
    looked puzzled.
    	"We'll be right back," Dad said as he herded the family
    out to the car. She nodded and sat the pizza on the table.
    	The car was parked in the corner under a street light
    near a wall. The sun touched the horizon and the air flirted
    with a cool evening breeze. Dad opened both doors as the two
    boys stood between them. Mom unzipped Kent's pants and
    pulled them down to his ankles, then laid him on the front
    seat. Dad pulled Dan's pants down and pulled out a large
    diaper. He untaped the wet one and pulled it out as Dan lay
    on the back seat. The fresh breeze passed over Dan's wet
    groin as his dad took a small handful of wet wipes and wiped
    over his pubic area and down the crevices of his legs. Dan
    placed his hand over his growing erection, trying to keep it
    down as Dad moved his legs and made broad wipes across his
    scrotum and bottom. He looked at Dad with an embarrassed
    smirk.
    	"It's okay, son, it happens to all boys. There's
    something happening down there and it's going to react, just
    like it should."
    	Mom peeked over the seat to see what Dad was talking
    about. "Boys will be boys," she sighed.
    	"What do you mean?" Dad asked as he peered over the
    seat at Kent. "Oh, Looks like Dan is not the only one to get
    a natural reaction." Dan kept his hand in place, although it
    was impossible to hide it.
    	"Move your hand, son," Dad said, "We've got to clean
    it, too." He picked up another wet wipe and ran it up and
    down Dan's erection as Dan smiled nervously.
    	"Kinda tickles, doesn't it?"
    	Dan nodded while Dad slid the dry diaper under him and
    pulled it up. Then he very carefully pushed Dan's erection
    into the pad in front and taped the sides.
    	Dan stood and pulled up his pants. They all returned to
    their waiting pizza and endless pop. Only a few minutes
    passed and Dan's bladder was full again, but this time,
    confidently, he let it go, knowing it wouldn't leak or show.
    A warm shiver ran down his back.
    	By the time they arrived home it was late and time for
    bed. Mom changed Kent then returned to Dan's room where she
    began to undress him. She removed his clothes and laid him
    on the bed as if he were six years old again, then removed
    his wet diaper and wiped him thoroughly. She sprinkled baby
    powder over his erection and testes, then pulled the thick
    diaper up between his legs and taped the sides. "My
    goodness, " she exclaimed, "you sure get erections easily.
    You must like this."
    	"I don't either, I can't help it," Dan retorted
    angrily.
    	"I have a deal for you," she said as she finished, "If
    you promise to change yourself when you get wet, then we'll
    let you do it. But, you have to take the responsibility
    yourself. If you have an accident, you'll lose the right to
    do it by yourself and an adult will have to change you. Is
    it a deal?"
    	"Sure!" Dan exclaimed.
    	"Goodnight, dear." she smiled as she gave him a warm
    hug.
    	"Goodnight" he hugged back. All in all, it was a
    wonderful day.

    Chapter VI

    	"Better hurry up, you'll be late," Dad yelled from the
    kitchen. Dan finished cleaning up and ran downstairs.
    	 "You've got gym the last period of the day and it will
    probably be embarrassing for you to undress in front of your
    friends with a diaper. We've arranged for you to leave band
    a little early to give you a chance to change into regular
    underwear before you go to gym. How does that sound?"
    	"Fine, I guess." Dan pondered, although he didn't
    really want to wear diapers to school at all, but there was
    no choice. If he was going to keep them, he'd have to play
    along.
    	"Great! Your backpack has a pair of underwear and a
    diaper. Do you think that will be enough?"
    	"Yeah" Dan mumbled as he pushed them to the bottom and
    covered them with books and paper.
    	"The school nurse has more if you need them," Mom
    added.
    	"She knows?!" Dan flinched.
    	"Well sure, you're not the only one that needs help."
    Dad said with some dignity.
    	"Oh great." Dan thought for a moment, "there's others"?
    	Mom and Dad gave him a hug and Dad slapped his padded
    rear end playfully as he stepped out the door.
    	The new school was filled with strangers but most
    ignored him and only a couple actually spoke, usually just
    wisecracks about the teachers. Dan loved music and couldn't
    wait to go to band. He walked through the door and caught a
    whiff of stale air. Band would be great, even if it did
    smell funny. An old codger dressed in dark slacks and worn-
    out dress shirt yelled for the class to quiet down.
    	"I want you all to know, in this class, we're only
    going to do important pieces. We need to explore and broaden
    ourselves to more of the less familiar classics. I'm sick
    and tired of modern junk and I won't have it here," Mr. West
    sneered as if waiting for a battle.
    	Dan's heart sunk, they were only going to play unknown
    classical music and none of the familiar ones, just the
    really awkward ones that nobody cared about.
    	"I haven't heard any modern pieces that come anywhere
    close to music. It's all just a bunch of noise, over and
    over again. It's enough to drive anyone crazy. And if you
    think otherwise, it will be evidence to me that you need to
    broaden your tastes. You're here to get a rounded
    education." The lecture continued for another 15 minutes. It
    was a solid scolding for being young and not having good
    taste. Dan wondered as he talked, "Only boring classicals
    and we'll have a rounded education?" He sat enduring the
    lecture when he realized he needed to pee. He squirmed,
    hoping he could wait until he was excused, but the lecture
    droned on, infuriating the entire class as he went.
    	Finally his anger hit the boiling point, "What better
    place?" he thought, "Right in front of the teacher and he
    wouldn't even know. What a clueless dweeb." He let it run,
    the warm urine spilling over his scrotum and into the pad.
    He relaxed and smiled as the teacher whined about the evils
    of modern classical and worst of all, rock. At least he
    would have some entertainment and satisfaction in band.
    	Ten minutes before the bell, Mr. West turned to him.
    "You're excused now." he said quietly. The students looked
    puzzled as Dan headed out the door. He found a bathroom
    stall that still had a door and removed his shoes, pants and
    diaper. He quickly dressed again in his plain white briefs
    just as the bell rang. The hall immediately flooded with
    kids making their way up stream, like spawning salmon or
    sperm to its destination. Dan made it to the gym locker room
    which was already filled with guys dressing for class. He
    stood in front of his locker, removed his shoes and shirt
    then turned to see a familiar face. The boy next to him had
    just been in band, too. He was a couple inches taller than
    Dan with light brown hair, hazel eyes and smooth clear skin,
    and was slightly larger than Dan. Randy glanced over at Dan
    for a second, then turned to face him. "What a weenie." he
    chuckled just as Dan peeled his pants and underwear off.
    	"Huh?" Dan quizzed, hoping he was referring to some one
    else.
    	"Mr. West, what a weenie." Randy laughed again, "A
    total dork."
    	"Yeah, no kiddin'" Dan sighed in relief.
    	"The coach is, too. A total perv," he sneered just as
    the coach walked by. The coach stopped for a moment, stared
    at the two then silently moved on.
    	Randy removed his shoes, socks and pants. His boxers
    had little shields or crests scattered all over a white
    background. They were loose around his smooth legs which had
    light tan lines on his upper thigh. He pulled them off, sat
    on the bench and pulled on his socks. His body was perfectly
    proportioned with wide shoulders and trim stomach, his penis
    poked out with a slight hang to the right. The pubic hair
    over his genitals was fuller and his egg sized testes
    bounced like rubber between his legs. Randy seemed to dress
    backwards, making sure that he put on his jock and shorts
    last. Dan dressed quickly and waited for Randy. He was
    relieved he had finally found a familiar face and friend.
    	After class Randy and Dan slowly headed to the locker
    room. By the end of the day, most of the other guys were
    quick to get out and go home. They entered the shower with
    only one straggler left inside. Dan stood under the warm
    spray slowly turning around and around with the harsh spray
    tickling his bottom and genitals. He glanced up to see Randy
    across the shower room facing him, the shower running down
    his back. Randy was intently staring down at his own penis,
    so Dan's eyes followed his gaze down to see a constant
    yellow stream pouring out. Randy gently guided it against
    his leg then caught Dan staring. He smiled and walked
    towards Dan, as if nothing were happening. The stream
    splashed back and forth in front of him and slopped against
    his feet.
    	"Where do you live?" Randy asked, the last few drops
    squirting out as they both stared.
    	"That new sub division three blocks over there," Dan
    said pointing north of the school.
    	"Cool, I live close by, just one more block west."
    	They left the shower room and Dan disappeared into a
    bathroom stall with his backpack, hoping Randy wouldn't see
    him. When he returned his diaper was safely covered by his
    pants. Randy looked puzzled but didn't say anything. He
    pulled on his shirt, socks and finally boxers with pants and
    shoes and followed Dan outside.
    	As they walked across the football field towards home,
    they exchanged insults for the macho coach and control freak
    band leader.
    	"He's such a geek." Randy complained.
    	"Yeah, no kiddin'. He's going to have us play all the
    really stupid stuff that nobody cares about."
    	"Yeah. I don't mind some of it, but damn, play
    something you can at least whistle to."
    	"Yeah," Dan agreed as they crossed the street.
    	"I'll see ya tomorrow. " Randy said as he turned left
    towards his house.
    	"Cool," Dan gushed.
    	For the first day of school, it was pretty decent. Dan
    had his diapers that no one knew about and made a best
    friend that liked some of the same things he did...all in
    one day. Randy waived once and continued down the street.
    Dan peed slightly as he turned towards his house. It felt
    funny to walk in public, peeing and no one able to tell, not
    even Randy would know.
    	"How did things go today?" Mom asked cheerfully as he
    reached the backdoor.
    	"Okay I guess."
    	"Any problems?"
    	"Nope, everything's fine." Dan muttered as he headed
    for the bathroom to change.
    	Mom followed behind. "How was the first day? Make any
    friends?" she added through the closed door.
    	"Yeah, met Randy. He's pretty cool." Dan yelled from
    behind the door as he removed his pants and lightly damp
    diaper.
    	"That's good." she said fading back into the kitchen.
    	Dan slowly wiped his penis and scrotum with a wet wipe.
    The cool wet feeling immediately gave him an erection. He
    sat down on the toilet with the old diaper, sighed quietly
    and rubbed the dry backside across it. "It feels so good."
    he thought as he leaned against the back of the toilet. He
    folded the diaper over his erection and tugged rapidly. A
    few short seconds later he ejaculated, squirting a big load
    of semen into the jiggling pad. Every muscle flexed and his
    breath stopped in short sputters. After the last spasm he
    went limp, took a long deep breath and let it out slowly. He
    wiped the sticky goo from his soft penis with the last dry
    spot of the diaper, cleaned it again with a wet wipe, and
    taped on a fresh diaper with baby powder. He left the
    bathroom feeling clean, relaxed and a little guilty.