    DIAPER BEEBE

    LOST SACK FOUND -- Part 11

    	The boys searched the entire garage going through all
    the sacks of clothing Jimmy's mother was collecting for the
    Church Relief and found nothing that could be used as
    diapers. Oh, they did find a few boxer type shorts that
    would fit a man size 48 extra large. The boys tried them on
    and danced around making fun of the way they looked. But
    still nothing to put on.
    	Gary looked down the lane, only to see a car about to
    park next to the house.
    	"Who is that?" Gary asked.
    	"Come, lets hide, it is Nancy's mother with her two
    little brothers." Climbing into the big cardboard box that
    most of the sacks were packed into, they peeked out the best
    they could.
    	"Find something, anything we can put on, quickly." Gary
    certainty did not want the older lady to see them without
    anything on.
    	"Look what I found!" Jimmy held up a couple of overalls
    that had seen better days. Both were a little too big for
    them, but better than nothing. Quickly they scrambled into
    to them, pulling the shoulder straps over their shoulders
    and snapping them to the bib. Gary had to roll up the cuffs
    on his pair to keep from tripping. Jimmy's pair seemed the
    right length but could only get one strap to fasten. Neither
    of the boy could get the side buttons to stay in the button
    holes.
    	Running as fast as they could make their feet move,
    both reached the back door the same time and busted in, just
    in time to see their daddies coming into the front door.
    	Forgetting all about their ordeals of the day, the boys
    ran into open arms to be swung around and around.
    	"I sure missed you, daddy," Gary cried out.
    	"Well, I missed you too, sport." Similar greetings were
    exchanged between Jimmy and Paul.
    	Sitting the boys down on the floor, Bob Beebe looked
    his son over.
    	"What are you wearing? Couldn't you find a pair
    larger?" Both men began to laugh.
    	The boys explained why they had to wear time and where
    they found them.
    	Nancy's mother had been overhearing their conversation.
    She said she had just brought Mrs. Norton a box of her boy's
    underpants. "A little worn and some are too small for these
    big boys, but there are some that are big enough." She
    explained that her boys use them in multiples so needed some
    larger ones to fit over the smaller.
    	"I am sure you can find enough for your purposes until
    you get the popular sizes."
    	Paul whispered to his son, "Jimmy, you better go see if
    you and Gary can find something besides these overalls,
    standing from my view point I can see all of you."
    	Both boys began to dig around the large cardboard box
    pulling out several pair of gray-white underpants. Jimmy
    held one up to the light, "Yucky" as he nudged Gary. There
    was a large brown stain, part was darker while some was
    lighter. Although they could see they been washed. Still,
    the stains remained. The waist bands were stretched making
    them a little loose.
    	After gathering up five or six pairs each, the boys ran
    for the bedroom. Two little kids, one about five and the
    other about four years old, followed them. Gary called out
    for them to leave but Jimmy said they were just little kids.
    	The smaller children were wearing only a long T-shirt
    that allowed only a small amount of their white double
    padded underpants to show, whenever they bent over their
    *diapers* could be clearly seen. Neither of the kids wore
    shoes or socks.
    	Gary shut the door behind them as they climbed up on
    Jamies bed. "What you doing with our underpants?" One of the
    youngest curiously asked.
    	Jimmy told him that they need diapers just like they
    had on. Gary just slipped out of his overalls and reached
    for one of the panties. Holding them up for a closer look he
    noticed they were different than any he ever saw before.
    	"Look, they're like a diaper. There is a pad sewn in
    the seat and front." he observed.
    	The little kids sat in wonderment, watching to see how
    such big boys were going to get on their underpants. But
    somehow the first pair went on without any problem.
    	In no time both older boys had slipped into four pair
    each. There could be no room for any thing else, both felt
    the waist bands biting into their tender hips. Because of
    the extra padding the underpants resembled a tight thick
    diaper and felt like one, too. Because the last pair they
    put on was the biggest they could find it's waist band
    wrapped just under their belly buttons and rode high up
    their backs.
    	The little boys rolled in laughter at the sight of two
    older *babies* acting silly in nothing but multi-layered
    underpants as they showed themselves off like beauty
    contestants.
    	A voice at the door beckoned the boys back to reality,
    "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes I would not have
    believed it," Paul said as he made way for the other adults
    to get a glimpse of the four diapered kids.
    	"Come on, Nancy, we have to be getting home....... Come
    on boys, hop into the car," their mother herded her kids out
    the front door.
    	"Thanks for the help, Nancy!" Paul called out. "And
    thanks for the box of underpants, I think they will be put
    to good use," Bob added.
    	"Bye, Bye, Nancy," Jimmy called out.
    	"Nice to have met you, Nancy," Gary waved.
    	Nancy turned to wave back, giving the boys one last
    look over.
    	"Mom, how come boys are so messy?" She said as she
    helped one of her little brothers into the car noticing the
    new brown stain forming on his bottom.
    	"I don't really know, dear, I guess to keep us girls
    busy, as if we had nothing better to do," answered the
    mother as she lifted the other child into his seat.
    	As the car drove off, Nancy took one more long look
    towards her older charges, "They are kinda cute."
    	"What's that, dear?" her mother asked
    	With a wide smile and a glitter in her eyes, Nancy
    said, "Nothing mom, nothing at all," with a giggle she
    turned her attention to her little bothers.

    SATURDAY NIGHT -- Part 12

    	It was Saturday night. A warm summer wind began to pick
    up, causing the leaves of the big tree to flutter back and
    forth making a rustling sound. The two boys were playing on
    the old tire swing. Jimmy was standing while holding onto
    the rope while Gary sat in the tire holding on with each
    hand. Both youngsters trying to see how high they could go.
    Just a few minutes before the boys would get the swing going
    fast as they could then jump as far out as they dared,
    landing and rolling on the grass.
    	Both would need a bath tonight, that was for sure.
    Their copper tan bodies mixed with dust and grass stains
    gave them that special little-boy look. The boys were in a
    need of a diaper change, not only because of the dirt
    gathered on their seats, but also because they were just too
    busy when the need arose. They were still wearing the same
    multi-double-seated underpants they had on since the last
    change which was by now several hours ago.
    	Bob Beebe and Paul Norton stepped out on the front
    porch to rock in the chairs as they shared a pitcher of cool
    lemonade. The only thing that was annoying this night was
    the buzzing of the growing number of mosquitoes diving for
    human blood.
    	The men took all the swatting and biting they could and
    headed back towards the front door.
    	"Come on, boys, before you get eaten alive," Bob called
    out.
    	Neither boy could hear a word or just did not want to
    hear, it is hard tell when dealing with little boys. The
    bugs did not seem to be a concern either, but by morning
    they will be a itching something fierce. But for the time
    being they were just having way too much fun.
    	It took both fathers to pry the boys away from their
    fun and games. But the daddies won out and soon the boys
    were inside where the dirt really showed up.
    	"Yukky, it's bath time for you two," Paul commanded as
    he began to undo Jimmy's homemade diaper carefully removing
    the several layers so nothing would get on the carpet. He
    wiped the child's dirty butt with the only clean underpants
    he could find. Then swatted the boy on his rump, heading him
    toward the bathroom door.
    	Like wise, Bob stripped and wiped Gary giving a slight
    push in the right direction, while making some comment about
    why is that boy starting to poop so much.
    	Paul had already began to fill the tub.
    	"Hey you boys, don't get into the tube before I have a
    chance to wash you bottoms. Gotta keep the water clean for a
    bath, you know."
    	Both boys laughed as they took turns examined each
    other, "Your messier then I," Gary giggled. "No you are". No
    you are" "You are!" the boys tried to our yell the other.
    	Jimmy settled the argument by backing his rear making a
    direct hit against Gary's brown -ut butt then wiggled to
    smear the mess around.
    	Gary did not seem to share the same joke as did his
    little friend. "Hey, cut it out you little........!" Jimmy
    cut him short adding, "Poopy Butt!"
    	"Hey Dad Gary went poopy again." "No I didn't" "Did
    too" and so they went at it again.
    	It was Bob that put an end to the teasing insults,
    grabbing hold of Jimmy's arm. Bob held the boy still long
    enough for him to wipe the last color of brown from his
    butt.
    	"Nice butt, Jimmy, nice and clean that is." Bob gave
    him one more wipe then lightly smacked him playfully.
    	"Nice messy butt," Gary tried in vain to restart the
    exchange of insults. Bob got the last word by pointing out
    that Gary's butt was really the messy one now.
    	"Ya, go look in the mirror Poopy Butt.! Jimmy taunted
    his friend.
    	In a few moments both boys were settling down for their
    bath.
    	"Dad", Gary tugged at his daddy's arm, "Daddy, did you
    bring another package of diapers with you?" Gary and Jimmy
    had used all the multi-layer of underpants Nancy's mother
    brought for the Church's Relief Program.
    	"Oh, I thought you two would just put these back on"
    Bob held up the wadded dirty pants just taken off, "they
    look so comfy on you boys." Bob joked.
    	"Dad" Gary yelled out in protest, "Not until they are
    washed"!
    	"Yes, Gary, to answer your question, I did get a few
    packages for you and myself."
    	Gary felt a bit relieved because he know the underpants
    would not be washed until the morning, besides he was
    looking forward to having the thick diaper to sleep in.
    	"Thank you daddy," Gary gave his dad a big prolonged
    hug.
    	Paul spoke up saying that he too bought several
    packages for Jamie and Jimmy, adding he even bought a couple
    for himself.
    	Bob Beebe followed the boys with his eyes as they
    stepped into the tub. Jimmy sat down with his back resting
    against the back of the tub but Gary got onto his knees
    placing them on each side of Jimmy's so the boys would be
    facing each other.
    	Both Paul and Bob stood silently staring at the boys
    who had began to splash water on each other.
    	Both men would not openly admit it but they both had
    similar feelings toward these two boys in the tub. Even if
    both could not explain why they felt as they did, they both
    felt the same primitive scream that arose up within each of
    them.
    	Paul was the first to shake off the almost hypnotic
    effect that captured his entire attention.
    	"Man, is it hot in here or is it just me?" Paul wiped
    his sweaty forehead.
    	"I think this is one of the warmest nights we had so
    far this year," Bob looked away from the two boys for a
    moment.
    	The boys continued to play as they helped each other
    bathe. For the next half an hour each boy helped the other
    with their bath.
    	Out of the tub they stood facing each other. Gary wiped
    Jimmy with a soft drying towel. Jimmy cooperated by standing
    very still while Gary slowly wiped every nook and cranny.
    	Without a word being spoken the boys communicated with
    their facial expressions, telling each other the love felt
    toward each other.
    	Jimmy did the same for his friend giving him the same
    careful wipe down being sure to get every drop of wetness.
    Gary, like his pal before, stood still submitting willingly
    to Jimmy's loving carefulness as the towel worked its way
    over his clean body.
    	Each boy took turns laying on the bathroom rug while
    the other powdered and diapered him in a new dry and cozy
    Depend. This diapering process took more time then normal
    because of the playful mood the moment put them into.
    	Finally the children completed their task giving each
    other approval for a diapering job well done. After checking
    each other's diaper to be sure they were leak proof, the
    boys topped off their bath time with a few minutes of
    playful wrestling on the bathroom floor.
    	Bob and Paul were pleased when the boys walked into the
    living room wearing nothing at all except for their night
    time diapers. Bob had Gary stand before him for inspection.
    Gary pulled nervously at each nipple while his Dad had him
    slowly turn a full circle while pulling at his son's waist
    band, testing the fasteners, running a finger up under the
    leg gathers.
    	"Great job, son, you did a good job putting that on by
    yourself!" Bob praised the boy.
    	"Jimmy did it!" Gary corrected his dad.
    	"Ya, and Gary put mine on too?" Jimmy piped up the same
    time patting at his night time diaper.
    	"I am really proud of both of you." Paul and Bob said
    in unison.
    	For the next hour the kids played with toys on the
    floor along with Jamie doing his best to compete with his
    brother and Gary.
    	Jamie turned over on his back and spread his legs
    making a face as his eyes closed tightly. Paul knew what was
    happening so started to get up. Jamie spoke out the few
    words he could pronounce clearly, "Poopy, Poopy!" This
    caught the attention of all in the room as they witnessed
    the older boy finish his duty. Gary and Jimmy looked at each
    other while giggling.
    	Bob sat on the sofa while Paul changed Jamie's diaper.
    The conversation turned to the Machines at the Offices.
    "Only one machine left to do, and I see no problem getting
    it done early tomorrow morning." Bob Beebe said.
    	Paul had just laid Jamie on the changing pad when he
    glanced over at Jimmy. Realizing his youngest son had also
    pooped by observing the darkened shadow that formed in the
    seat of his diaper.
    	Calling out, Paul asked, "Jimmy, why aren't you using
    the toilet for pooping? It is not like you to do this." His
    dad was not upset but showed surprise that his 9 year old
    son suddenly reverted to dirtying his diapers again, making
    the mention that he was doing so well these last couple of
    years.
    	"I couldn't help it, daddy, guess I am just like Jamie,
    and need you to help me, too."
    	Paul and Bob had been talking about this very thing
    while driving home from the Office earlier that day, Bob had
    warned Paul that once a boy starts wearing diapers again he
    may purposely make a few accidents happen. "They don't do
    this to be naughty, but it just happens. Jimmy, however, may
    not even be aware of the reason for this sudden change in
    pooping. In Jimmy's case, what he really wants is to have
    you treat him like Jamie." Bob hit it right on the head,
    that is exactly what Jimmy wanted.
    	Jamie laid still, savoring each gentle touch of his
    father's hand as the nice smelling powder was applied. His
    eyes were almost closed, his mouth reveled a sweet little
    smile that reached the heart of his loving father.
    	The boys watched the activity as if it were a drama
    being played out upon the stage. Gary looked at his own
    daddy as if to say, `me too, daddy."
    	Bob Beebe pulled out one big fat diaper from the bag
    and asked his son, "You want me to diaper you, too?"
    	Gary's eyes widen with delight as the words formed in
    his mouth, "Sure!" Gary was not that wet, but with a little
    forcing down, he was able to make them just a little wetter
    to be able to justify the change.
    	Without hesitation Gary placed himself in front of his
    daddy, readily submitting himself for the intimate exchange
    between father and son.
    	Bob sprinkled sweet smelling baby powder in just the
    right places and began to rub lightly, smoothing out the
    powder. Gary relaxed, enjoying the pleasure of having his
    daddy ready him for bed.
    	What Bob saw was the fiscal expression of one very
    pleased little boy.
    	"You could do this for yourself, sweetheart." Bob was
    not complaining, he enjoyed doing this for his little boy.
    "It does give me pleasure to do it for you, but you did a
    fine job with Jimmy's diapering, here, raise up a bit."
    	"I just wanted you to do it." Gary was satisfied that
    his daddy would give him this helping hand.
    	"Tell you what, I will fix you up in a very special
    diaper tonight. I'm going to put another extra thick night
    diaper over the top of this one making you one super duper
    diaper. You may not be able to walk very well but you will
    experience a very different kind of night diaper."
    	Jimmy had been over hearing Bob and Gary's
    conversation. "Daddy, do me like that, too."
    	Bob threw a couple of new diapers to Paul. "Use a
    couple of these and pull them as tight as you can, they will
    really stick out between their legs so will need to be
    rather tight".
    	"Thanks!" Paul just finished powdering Jimmy and
    Reaching for the large Depend. Paul fix it on the boy as the
    way Bob suggested.
    	The two men stood back to admire the two little boys
    that could only lay spread eagle on the floor unable to draw
    their legs together because of the heavy diaper that kept
    their legs spread apart. The diapers' front poked up in the
    air as if a pillow had been stuffed between their legs.
    	Jamie, who had been diapered in only one Depend, stared
    in unbelief, reaching and patting his own to see if it was
    just as big.
    	"Well, it looks like all our boys are ready for night-
    night." Paul winked at Bob.
    	"Ya, it sure does!" Bob laughed out.
    	Both men reached out giving each other a high five.
    "Let's see if they can get to bed by themselves." Bob Beebe
    giggled.
    	Paul motioned to Bob to move out of earshot of the
    boys. Once the two men were a few feet away, Paul whispered,
    "Wonder if you mind making a change in the sleeping
    arrangements tonight......... Jamie and I did not sleep too
    well last night because the boy is not used to sleeping in a
    different bed."
    	"Sure, Paul, what have you in mind?"
    	"What would you think of having Jamie back in his own
    bed, you and Gary take the double and I will take Jimmy into
    my room?"
    	"That would work OK with me." Bob agreed.
    	"Or....... Well, this may sound strange but..... we
    could switch kids you take Jimmy and I..... could take
    Gary." Paul suggest this rather carefully but a slight smile
    betrayed his hidden excitement. He had no idea that Bob
    wanted to make this very same suggestion.
    	For a moment neither men could speak.
    	Bob looked over at the boys, Jimmy was still trying to
    get off the floor but all he could accomplish was to get his
    large white diaper high into the air, with his legs firmly
    planted and his feet flat on the floor while he tried in
    vain to push himself off the floor with his hands. All he
    could accomplish was to walk on all fours a few feet.
    	Bob stared at this boy's diaper sticking high into the
    air. "wow"! was all Bob could think to say.
    	Gary, on the other hand was on his belly, not quite
    able to get his knees under himself. He, too, was pushing up
    with his arms putting him into an almost push up position.
    	It was obvious both boys would need assistance if they
    were to get to bed.
    	Bob took a hard look at Jimmy, thinking of the night
    before and how close he came to reach out and touch the
    sleeping boy. Paul's suggestion of exchanging boys for this
    one night seemed appealing to Bob Beebe.
    	"OK, Paul, this may be the last night so if the boys
    agree to that arrangement I won't mind." Both men sighed a
    `Yes' under their breath..
    	Paul had wanted to give Gary a hug ever since he first
    saw him in his office. Watching the boy struggling to get on
    his feet rekindled an old flame within his heart. Paul had a
    few questions he would like to put before the boy concerning
    diapers.
    	"Let's ask the boys if they would want to switch Dad's
    for the night." Just saying that statement gave Paul
    goosebumps.
    	When the question was presented to the boys each looked
    their own dad in the face with an expression that seem to
    ask, "Did I hear, right?"
    	Paul re-phrased the question, "I would like to have you
    send the night with me, Gary. And Bob wants Jimmy to stay
    with him, would that be OK with you boys?"
    	Just to clarify things Gary asked, "Mr. Norton, are you
    going to wear a diaper too?"
    	"Of course, if you want me to" That was just what Paul
    had been thinking about, "But please call me Paul, Gary, Mr.
    Norton sounds to formal."
    	Paul asked Jimmy, "What do you think about all of this,
    Jimmy?"
    	Jimmy looked hard at Gary, both boys shrugged their
    shoulders, raised their eyebrows, grinned at each other.
    	"I guess it will be all right". Jimmy ducked his head
    as if he were about to enter into some kind of a naughty
    thing.
    	Paul noticed this look of concern on his son's face,
    "It will be all right, Jimmy, Bob will be wearing a diaper
    too."
    	"Oh, OK, Ya, I would like to", Jimmy raised his head
    revealing a very large smile.
    	"I wasn't sure..... I thought..... well, I thought.....
    never mind." Jimmy's face turned a slight color of red.
    	Bob seemed to understand, he wondered how he would
    react if the tables were reversed and he was a boy being
    asked to sleep with an older man.
    	"I would so much enjoy having your company, Jimmy. We
    will have a chance to talk about why we wear diapers and
    things like that," Bob explained.
    	"That's right, boys, I'm sure you would find it
    educational and besides I have a few questions I need
    answered." Paul helped Gary to stand up.
    	"If your diaper is too big we can take off one of
    them......:" Bob never got to finish before both boys cried
    out in unison, "NO! leave them on, we like them!" while they
    patted at their own oversized coverings.
    	"I don't believe my daddy is going to wear a diaper to
    bed," Jimmy giggled at the thought.
    	Bob picked the little Jimmy up into his arms and
    carried him into the bedroom, dumping him upon the bed, he
    leaned down to make a comment to the boy. "Your daddy is a
    very special man, he loves you so very much. So much that he
    is willing to share with you so he can understand you
    better. Your daddy is a good daddy and he loves you as much
    as he loves Jamie."
    	"I know, I love him too". Jimmy seemed pleased that Bob
    told him of his Daddy's love.

    SURPRISE IN THE NIGHT -- Part 13

    	Bob, still clothed, crawled upon the bed, wrapping both
    arms around Jimmy, pulling the boy close to himself. Jimmy
    was content to snuggle next to the older man's chest. Jimmy
    had many things he wanted to ask Bob. The warm night air
    blew softly into the room from the open window. Moonlight
    drifted softly throughout the room like a soft, quiet glow,
    giving an atmosphere of gentle quietness.
    	Both Jimmy and Mr. Beebe had been talking softly about
    this and that, things that are of an interest to young boys.
    Bob began to question him about how he felt about wearing
    diapers these last few days. He asked the boy if he would
    continue to wear them after Gary goes home.
    	"I don't want you to go home, I want you be here
    always, Uncle Bob." Bob caught the word Uncle, but let it
    pass. For him it was a symbol of acceptance.
    	Jimmy asked many questions about being a diaper wearer.
    Bob answered each question with as much detail as the boy
    could understand.
    	"I don't think mom and dad would buy me diapers from
    the store, like the ones you buy Gary.". Jimmy hesitated for
    a short time, then continued, "But I have a whole lot of
    underpants that need to be washed. Daddy told me I could use
    them for diapers all I wanted. He said he would buy me
    several plastic panties to pull over them so I would not
    leak."
    	Bob told the boy that he had counted at least 30 pair
    of underpants of different sizes, then instructed him to put
    on the smallest ones first then put on the bigger ones last.
    He also thought the idea of plastic panties was a good idea
    for at night, but maybe during the daytime he may not want
    to wear them.
    	"You would be OK during the daytime with just multi-
    underpants, but at night you may wet many times so that
    would be a good time to wear the plastic panties."
    	Jimmy began to yawn with a wide open mouth.
    	"I gotta go to sleep." Jimmy rolled over into Mr.
    Beebe's arms and cuddled up as close to him as he could get.
    	Bob wrapped both arms around the boy, gently petting
    over his backside, letting his fingers slip occasionally
    under the back lip of the diaper. Bob seemed to be satisfied
    having young Jimmy curling up so close to him.
    	Bob was wide awake while Jimmy was dozing in and out of
    sleep. Bob played an open hand over the boy's diaper time to
    time, admiring how nice the boy looked in his night time
    diaper.
    	Beebe's thoughts once again returned to his friend of
    so many years ago. "I wonder where he is now, what is he
    doing? Does he ever think of me? Has he a little boy of his
    own? If so, is he also in diapers?" The many questions went
    unanswered and unheard.
    	Bob felt a little sad. That is until he leaned down to
    kiss the boy beside him. Jimmy was half asleep, but was
    aware of the kiss. He smiled up at Bob while wiping his lips
    with a wet tongue. Bob leaned over and kissed him once more
    while rubbing his hand lightly over the boy's diaper,
    occasionally touching his warm thighs. Jimmy's eyes closed,
    his body went limp as sleep closed over his tired bones.
    	Mr. Beebe continued holding Jimmy next to himself until
    he was sure the boy fell into a deep, blessed rest. When Bob
    was sure he was in a deep sleep he turned his attention
    towards Jamie in the smaller bed next to the wall.
    	Jamie was breathing very deep with a slight snore at
    the end of each breathing cycle. Bob tip-toed over to the
    older boy's bed in order to raise the side rails that keep
    him from rolling onto the floor during the night. Bob did
    not see the child's disabilities, but put his total
    concentration on the child's beauty.
    	Although the moon was not as bright tonight as it was
    last night, still there was enough light to see very well.
    Bob Beebe reached his hand towards Jamie, giving a feather-
    light touch across the child's stomach, feeling the indent
    of the belly button, then down over the white diaper,
    lightly feeling the texture of the material until he reached
    the boy's thigh. Once there, Beebe fully opened his hand,
    feeling the warmth emitting from the inner thigh, bringing
    on a slight chill as goosebumps danced up and down Beebe's
    arms and legs. The boy stirred, causing Bob back off until
    the sleeping child settled into deep sleep once more.
    	In a few minutes Bob retraced with his finger once more
    over the boy's belly button. Bob leaned over and kissed
    lightly between the belly button and the top of the diaper.
    A hint of wet diaper smell filled Bob's nose with familiar
    aroma mixed with the smells of a little boy just washed with
    ivory soap.
    	Memories began to flood Bob's head with the delightful
    days of his early youth. A picture formed clearly in his
    mind of that sleepover with his friend of long ago.
    	Bob took another deep breath of diaper powder mixed
    with pee coming from the top of Jamie's diapers. One more
    deep smell, then Bob retreated back to the big bed where he
    undressed. Taking one of the adult diapers from the night
    stand next to the bed, Bob fastened it around his waist.
    With a stretch and a yawn he climbed in beside Jimmy. It was
    much too warm to get covered up, so both man and boy lied on
    top of the sheet.
    	Soon as Bob pulled the boy into his arms, Jimmy rolled
    over on his side, resting his head in the hollow of the
    man's armpit. Bob wrapped the child closer to himself,
    cradling the sleeping boy with in his loving arms. With one
    hand, Bob began to pat the child's side, letting his fingers
    work over the top of the nighttime diaper. Jimmy stretched
    and rolled once more, draping an arm over Bob's belly
    leaving his elbow rested on the front part of the man's
    diaper.
    	Enjoying the intimacy of the moment, Bob turned his
    head kissing at the boy's hair.
    	Somewhere between a hug and a kiss Bob himself fell off
    into a deep sleep dreaming of days long ago when he ran and
    played without a care or worry, when suddenly, he was
    awakened by a shake and poke to the ribs.
    	It was Jimmy who was poking and shaking Bob. Maybe it
    was because of a bad dream or something. In any case, Jimmy
    lost his bladder and soaked his diaper.
    	"Bob, Bob wake up! I need to be changed!"
    	Bob opened first one eye, then the other. Sleepy-eyed,
    he looked directly into the eyes of Jimmy, who by now was
    almost sitting on top of him, shaking him by the shoulders.
    Bob, realizing it was Jimmy, reached up and grabbed him
    behind the head pulling the boy over on his back. Now it was
    Bob on top looking right into his little eyes.
    	Jimmy began to laugh as Bob began to tickle him. This
    sudden action caused Jimmy to release even more pee and a
    whole lot of poop.
    	"That's for waking me up," Bob began another tickle.
    Jimmy giggled out loud almost waking Jamie who just rolled
    over facing the wall.
    	Bob glanced over at the clock on the night stand. 3:25
    AM. Wide awake now Bob asked Jimmy, "What are you doing
    waking up this early"?
    	"I need to change, I peed, but now you made me pee more
    and I pooped."
    	Bob could hardly see the wide grin on the boys face.
    The moon had moved giving the room a dark, glummy look.
    	"What do you want me to do about it, kiddo!" Bob asked
    as he felt for the boy's diaper.
    	Bob could feel the warmth of fresh pee through the
    depends. "Boy, I guess you are wet and the smell's getting
    stronger, too. Let me get another diaper and we will see
    what we can do".
    	Bob got up, stumbling over a pile of clothes. Reaching
    into his over night bag he pulled out a brand new diaper.
    Feeling his way back to the bed, Bob found one of the boy's
    feet. Grabbing a hold and pulling the boy over towards the
    edge of the bed, Bob began to remove the dirty diaper in the
    darkened room.
    	Working in the dark was not easy with the boy being
    dirty as well as wet. Not wanting to get anything into the
    bed, Bob reached out and picked up Jamie's changing pad,
    slipping it under Jimmy, then continued to clean the boy.
    	Bob eyes were getting better adjusted to the dark but
    he still had a hard time seeing the boy's body.
    	Carefully wadding the dirty diaper into a tight ball,
    Bob dropped it into the pail next to Jamie's bed. He did the
    same with the wipes he used to clean Jimmy's bottom.
    Sprinkling his own hand with baby powder, Bob reached out
    into the darkness rubbing it lightly over the child.
    	Bob wasn't sure just where he was rubbing but wanted to
    be sure he covered all the diapered area.
    	Jimmy giggled, "That tickles"!
    	"Sorry, but I just can't see too well."
    	Soon as the diapering was completed, Jimmy and Mr.
    Beebe cuddled up in the center of the bed once more. Mr.
    Beebe slowly rocked the child in his arms until they both
    fell into a deep sleep once again.
    	When Bob opened his eyes the sun was shinning brightly
    through the open window. Both boys were still asleep. Bob
    looked at the clock, Sunday morning 7 AM.
    	Grabbing a new diaper for himself along with clean set
    of clothes, Beebe made his way down the hall to the bathroom
    where he enjoyed his morning shower.
    	The smell of the coffee maker and dishes rattling
    announced that Paul was up and starting breakfast. Bob
    entered the kitchen fully dressed, but still wiping his wet
    hair with a towel.
    	"Good morning, Paul!"
    	"Morning, Bob, how did you sleep last night?"
    	"Great" Bob answered.
    	"The boys bug you at all?" Paul asked. "No, not at all,
    a rather uneventful night. How about you?"
    	"Oh, just fine... Gary and I slept like a log.... once
    we got to sleep." Paul grinned as he turn to pour a couple
    cups of coffee.
    	"Let's let the boys sleep in awhile. We can enjoy our
    coffee and hot rolls." Paul and Bob sat down at the table
    facing each other.
    	"How did you get along in your diaper last night?" Bob
    asked Paul.
    	"Fine, just fine..... It seemed a little unusual, but
    for the sake of Gary.... you know.... I did not want him to
    feel ..... out of place, you know!" Paul shook his head up
    and down as he spoke as if convincing himself it was all
    right for a grown man to put on a diaper.
    	"I understand...... Paul, I really understand," Bob
    said with a twinkle in his eyes.
    	Both men looked at each other then bursted out in
    laughter.

    MOM'S HOME -- Part 14

    	Gary walked into the kitchen rubbing his eyes. "What's
    the matter, son, still sleepy?" Bob asked his son who was
    still wearing his all night diaper.
    	With a yawn, Gary blinked his eyes as he reached out to
    his dad. "Not really, It's just that we did not get to sleep
    until late last night."
    	Bob Beebe took his son into his arms, gave him a hug,
    patted his back. "Why don't you go in to see Jimmy, then the
    two of you should get a shower."
    	"Okay!" Gary answered as he turned and walked into
    Jimmy's bedroom.
    	Paul poured the second cup of coffee, offering another
    sweet roll to Bob. "I'll get Jamie taken care of if you will
    see that the boys get showered and dressed. I thought the
    five of us would drive into town awhile this morning, need
    to pick up a few groceries before Betty gets here."
    	"That's fine, Paul. I think I should get the last
    machine repaired early as I can. Do you think we could take
    time to do that before returning out here? Gary and I must
    be heading back home."
    	"None of us want to see you two go, but we understand,
    your wife must be missing you as much as you miss her." Paul
    offered to pour the third cup of coffee, Bob covered his
    cup, shaking his head. "Thanks but I had enough!"
    	"Tell me, Paul, how are you planning to handle Jimmy's
    diapers to your wife? Do you suppose she will understand?"
    Bob asked as he offered to help if he was asked.
    	"I don't know yet. She is open-minded about most things
    and I think if it is explained just as you did for me she
    will understand." Paul had the look of confidence. "I will
    point out it is better for him to be diapered then for him
    to wet his pants all the time. Now that he is also pooping,
    I think she will have no choice but to agree."
    	"I wonder what's holding up those two boys. Gary went
    in the bedroom over twenty minutes ago." Bob looked towards
    the door that was still shut.
    	"Those two boy's bonded very well toward each other,"
    Paul observed.
    	"Yes, we must keep in touch," Bob said. "Kim and I
    would love to have you, Betty and the boys come for a
    weekend time to time,"
    	"That would be fun, Bob, that way the boys could keep
    in touch as well. Also, if you are ever back this way please
    do stop and visit."
    	"Well, speaking of the boys. I think I'll just go see
    what's holding them up." Paul moved towards the bedroom
    door.
    	Paul found two naked boys kneeling on each side of
    Jamie, who was lying on the floor upon his changing mat.
    Both boys were doing their best at cleaning him up.
    	Gary and Jimmy were using wipes to clean all around
    Jamie's diaper area. Jamie had a electrifying look on his
    face, showing he seemed quite satisfied with allowing the
    boys to change him.
    	Both boys hardly realized that Paul had entered the
    room.
    	"It seems to me you two seem to enjoy changing Jamie.".
    Gary jumped at the sound of Paul's voice, thereby covering
    himself by crossing his legs. Jimmy just leaned back,
    holding himself up with both arms held behind him, letting
    his legs spread out in front.
    	"When you're done, bring Jamie out with you, then both
    of you hit the shower before you have breakfast." Bob called
    from the kitchen.
    	Jamie was fixed in his special high chair. The two boys
    finished their shower, got diapered and now were sitting at
    the table. What a picture it made. Paul reached for his
    camera taking several pictures.
    	The two boys were instructed how to wash the many
    underpants in the wash room, instructed to use bleach to
    soak them first then putting them into the washing machine.
    Paul asked that they do not use the drier on such a nice
    day. "Just hang them on the clothes line and let the sun
    freshen them."
    	"OK, daddy, we will do it," Jimmy promised.
    	Gary was not looking forward to handling those dirty,
    wet diapers, but agree to help his friend. After they had
    their fill of breakfast the boys took the two buckets that
    were sitting on the back porch.
    	"They're heavy, aren't they, Jimmy?" Gary committed,
    almost dropping his.
    	"Ya!" Jimmy could only lift his and carry a few feet
    before sitting it down, then repeating until he had his out
    into the back yard.
    	This was not the best of jobs, but had to be done
    before the many underpants could be put into the washer.
    Gary reached carefully into his bucket pulling underpants
    one at a time, laying them out on the grass. Jimmy did the
    same thing, holding his nose between a finger and thumb
    while laying an underpant on the grass.
    	"Peeeee Uuuuu! No wonder daddy wanted us to do this."
    Jimmy reasoned as he reached carefully in the bucket for the
    next one.
    	"Ya! too bad Nancy isn't here she would have to do it,"
    Gary laughed.
    	"Don't be too sure of that, Gary." Jimmy wasn't
    laughing, "She would still make us do it, I think!"
    	"Ya, it is just like her, she probably would stand over
    us with her hands on her hips giving orders." Gary shuddered
    at the thought.
    	"Let's just dump them out then we can fill the buckets
    with fresh water to rinse them." Gary dumped his out,
    leaving a light brown streak covering the once green grass,
    some splatted on the underpants already on the ground.
    	Jimmy did the same thing with the same result. "What a
    mess!" Jimmy jumped up to run towards the house.
    	Calling back over his shoulder Jimmy said, "I will get
    the hose, we can spray them."
    	"Good idea." Gary moved over to get out of the way
    taking both buckets with him.
    	With the water turned on full force, Jimmy returned
    with the end of the hose spraying both underpants and brown
    things. In no time the grass was looking cleaner and so was
    the underpants.
    	Gary took the hose from Jimmy and sprayed the buckets
    clean. Picking up the rinsed underpants, Jimmy dropped them
    into each bucket.
    	"Smart boys," Paul called out to the kids. "Now dump
    these into the washer and fill it to full mark. Also be sure
    to use a half cup of bleach and let them sit for a while
    before turning on the wash cycle."
    	Bob handed a sack full of clothes pins to Gary. "Use
    one pin to hold two underpants that way the pins will go
    farther."
    	"We know!" Gary seemed to resent his dad telling how to
    do such an easy job.
    	Once the underpants were soaking in the bleach mix the
    boys ran to the front yard to play on the swing.
    	Bob and Paul were getting ready to leave for the office
    to finish up the last copier.
    	"Who's that coming up the lane?" Bob asked.
    	"I don't know, wasn't expecting any one this early."
    Paul strained to see the car that was racing toward the
    house. "Why, its Betty she's home earlier than she thought
    she would be."
    	"Maybe we should get the boys in the house so she won't
    see them before we can explain the diapers." Bob headed
    towards the tree swing.
    	"Too late, Bob, the boys are already running to meet
    her." Paul seemed a bit nervous.
    	"Good night, Paul, both boys have taken off their T-
    shirts also, they are only in diapers!" Bob wanted to run
    and hide until the explaining was over, but instead, he
    stood by his friend Paul.
    	The dust from the lane was clearing in the light wind
    just as Betty stepped from the car with her arms wide open
    to receive her son, Jimmy. Gary stood back a ways wishing it
    was his mother hugging him. It had been several days now and
    he was getting a little home sick.
    	Jimmy's mother looked the boys over with a puzzled
    face, "What are you wearing....... Let me look at you." She
    stood back, taking both boys into her line of vision. By
    that time Paul had taken her into his arms for a lover's hug
    and kiss. "Missed you, dear."
    	Bob stood behind Gary, enveloping the boy into his
    arms. Gary reached up, pulling at his Daddy's neck.
    	Betty kept an eye on Jimmy as she asked, "Paul, why's
    the boy in a diaper?"
    	"Its a long story, dear. Let's go into the house and we
    will talk about it."
    	Jimmy came up alongside of his mother, placing an arm
    around her waist. She placed her arm over his shoulder.
    Paul's arm was around his son walking on the other side. Bob
    and Gary followed them into the house.
    	Everyone started to talk at once. Betty held her hands
    over her ears, "One at a time, please". Betty looked at each
    person, "I am so glad to be home with you all." "Now tell me
    all that has been going on".
    	"Mom, we had such a wonderful time we........" Jimmy
    began telling her almost everything that needed to be told
    in just a few minutes. Betty listened to his boyish
    excitement as he told her how he and Gary became friends, he
    told her how Nancy came over to sit with them. But never
    mentioned the diapers.
    	Betty reached out to Jimmy, taking a hold of the top of
    his diaper, "And what about these?" Jimmy looked over to his
    dad. Bob's eyes dropped to the floor. Gary, sitting on the
    sofa, just pulled up his legs by grabbing around the knees
    and rolled backward, peeking out around his upraised legs.
    	Finally, Paul began to explain that Jimmy had wet his
    pants again, that Gary was also wet, but did not show
    because he already had a diaper on under his pants. That Bob
    suggested a diaper would give Jimmy more self-esteem because
    he could be wet without anyone knowing. "And besides, Jimmy
    is pooping his pants again...... sometimes.... a little."
    	Betty was amused at the two men, who she realized were
    trying to explain such a delicate subject. She could hold it
    no longer and began to laugh out loud.
    	The men looked at each other in wonderment. "Why are
    you laughing, Betty?" Paul seemed somewhat confused at his
    wife, whom he thought would be quite upset.
    	"While at Mom's, she told me that Sue Parker was in
    town, you remember her, we went to school together. Well,
    she is married, has three of the most adorable little boys.
    Mom invited her and the kids to come over for lunch on
    Saturday. You could imagine my surprise to see how much
    weight she put on, I would never had known her if we had met
    on the street, I but she was close to 160 lbs. her clothes
    seemed to cling to her, and her.........." Paul interrupted
    her, "Betty, not all the details, please, tell us what this
    has to do with anything!"
    	"So, anyway, where was I..... Oh yes, she brought these
    lovely little boys, such little dears.... Let's see, there
    was Donny, he was about 9 I think, and Davy, oh he had the
    cutest smile, he sat on my lap most the time they were
    there..... Oh, yes, Davy was 6 he told me that several times
    while holding up his fingers. Then the baby, Tommy he was
    only 4, a real boy that one." Betty stopped before making
    her point, reaching out to Jamie who was sitting beside her
    on the couch.
    	"So" Paul urged his wife to continue.
    	"Yes.... well, you remember how she made some comment
    about Jamie having to be diapered after age 4. Remember how
    she gave the remark that if he was her kid she'd have him
    out of diapers or know the reason why? You'll never
    guess...... not only is Tommy in diapers so are the other
    two....! Can you imagine? She had asked me if Jamie was
    still in diapers. When I told her he was and why she had to
    admit her kids could not give them up."
    	"Sue Parker was so sure she knew just how to raise a
    child." Paul explained to Bob. "She was always telling us
    what we were doing wrong. Now she has her own...... I almost
    forgotten about her, some gal, and was so good-looking,
    too."
    	"Got heavy, eh?" Paul returned the conversation towards
    his wife.
    	"I'll say she did, she said she just gained too much
    with each birth and was not able to lose it. She still has
    her personality."
    	"What about the boys, did she say why they were still
    in diapers?" Paul asked.
    	"Yes, it seems Donny has some kind of problems with his
    bladder, I think she said he may have the problem most of
    his life. When Davy came along he just would not get the
    hang of using the toilet. She said he is okay, but just has
    a hard time remembering to go when he needs to. With his
    older brother still in diapers he cannot understand why he
    can't be also. I guess they are working on Tommy now, but
    without much luck."
    	"How in the world do they afford to buy diapers for all
    three?" Paul was looking at the financial side.
    	"I told her how we do for Jamie, that we can do fine
    for him, but..... and I am sorry Jimmy, but I told her how
    you wet your pants so much." Betty really did not want to
    hurt Jimmy's feelings. She knew how embarrassed he gets when
    he wets in public. "Sue gave me some good advice, I think.
    She said it would be best for you to wear a diaper then to
    get embarrassed. She seemed to make a lot of sense."
    	"I told her we just could not keep buying diapers for
    two boys. I asked he how they make out buying for all
    three." Sue asked Jimmy to go get her a glass of water.
    	"Yes, and how did she answer that?" Paul was listening
    with interest.
    	After wetting her throat Betty continued. "It is so
    simple, she lets Donny wear several pair of underpants. They
    act like a diaper and can be washed like a cloth diaper."
    	Bob looked at Paul and smiled. The two boys gave each
    other a high five. "All right!" they said to each other as
    their hands hit together.
    	Of course Betty had no idea what caused all this
    celebration, but she began again to tell what she learned.
    "Well, they keep several underpants for Donny, for Davy they
    had been using cloth diapers but are just now changing him
    over the several underpants. But little Tommy, they still
    buy store-bought diapers, but plan to start him with the
    underpants also."
    	Betty reached out to Jimmy, patting him on the leg.
    "Sweetheart, While drive home I had been thinking about how
    your wetting had been causing so much problems between
    us..... I am truly sorry for getting so upset, I now know
    you don't do that on purpose. I am so sorry that I get on
    you for it... Forgive me?"
    	"Sure I do, Mom, you know I love you and Daddy!" Jimmy
    moved closer to his mother who just gave him a big, tight
    hug.
    	"Son, if you want to wear diapers I think it will be
    all right with me...... I thought of the box out in the
    garage that we were collecting for the Church..... One or
    two sacks have several boy's and men's underpants. I had
    been told that some underwear are welcome by the missions,
    but most think they are too personal and really just as soon
    we don't send used ones. So... my idea is for you to used 4
    or 5 at a time, making yourself a diaper. Daddy and I could
    see you get plastic panties if you leak. Would you try
    them?" Betty had no idea what that the underpants already
    had been used and were right then being washed for another
    use.
    	"Betty, that is one heck of an idea you had there. That
    is just truly the answer to our problem." Paul seemed to
    relax as he gave a big sigh of relief.
    	Bob was already counting the savings his own family
    could save. Sure, white cotton briefs would cost, but could
    be used over and over. Even if they got some wear and holes
    they could still be used as inside layers. "Clever idea,
    Mrs. Norton, very clever indeed."
    	The men left for town promising to pick up some
    groceries before coming home. As Betty and the boys watched
    the car disappear down the lane, both boys began telling mom
    about how Nancy sat with them, how she made them wear multi-
    underpants.
    	Betty looked the boys over shaking her head. "Boys!
    I'll never figure them out, who would have thought either of
    these big boys would want to wear diapers," She thought to
    herself.
    	"How would you boys like to help me unpack?"
    	Grabbing the baggage out of her car, the boys half
    dragged the heavy suitcases into the house. Betty stood
    watching the sight..... two strong little boys wearing
    nothing but a diaper. "So cute....wish I had a picture of
    this". Betty laughed to herself as she headed back into the
    house.

    PLEASENT SURPRISE FOR BEEBE Part -- 15

    	All copiers are up and running as they should. Bob and
    Paul picked up the groceries they need and had headed back
    to the house.
    	Mrs. Norton and Jamie were sitting on the front porch
    while Gary and Jimmy wrestled on the lawn.
    	It was Jamie that first spotted the car driving up the
    lane, "Daaaa.... Daaa !" he pointed the best he could.
    	"Yes, it is Daddy, sweet." Betty stood up heading for
    the parking area. Jamie started kicking his feet back and
    forth, calling out for his daddy.
    	Betty leaned her head into the open driver's window,
    giving her husband a kiss. She called out to Bob that he had
    a phone call from his wife, she wanted him to return her
    call soon as he got back.
    	"Gee, I hope nothing has happened at home, I better get
    to the phone right now." Bob stepped from the car, half-
    running to the house.
    	"What's up, Daddy?" Gary called out. "Don't know yet,
    your mother wants me to call her back." Bob entered the
    house, grabbing for the phone.
    	"Hope nothing wrong at home, Gary."
    	"Oh, it's okay, she just wants to know when we will get
    home." Gary reached out to Jimmy, pulling him over on his
    back. The boys began to play once again.
    	Bob came out on the porch where the other adults were
    sitting. He had a strange look on his face, sort of like
    shock and joy. Every eye was on him all asking the same
    question, "What?"
    	"Well, well," Bob racked his throat before continuing,
    "I'm going to have a baby...... I mean my wife is going to
    have a baby..... We are going to have a baby."
    	Gary jumped to his feet and came running towards his
    dad. He knew there was a possibility for a new baby but had
    no idea how soon. "A baby, I hope it's a boy, is it, Daddy?"
    Gary jumped up and down clapping his hands together.
    	"We only know we will have a baby. Mom, just got back
    from the doctor's office and wanted us to know before we
    came home." "OH BOY! a baby!." Bob had to sit down.
    	Mrs. Norton spoke up, "Gary, why do you want a little
    brother? Wouldn't it be nice if you had a sister instead?"
    	"No way, I want a brother so I to teach him things,
    play with him and everything." Gary was very sure of what he
    wanted the baby to be.
    	"This is one of the many things in life we have no
    choice to pick," Paul interrupted.
    	"Sometimes we don't get our way, But just suppose you
    get a little sister instead, would you be so very
    disappointed, Gary?" Bob Beebe added.
    	Gary thought about it for awhile.
    	Jimmy spoke up, adding his two cents, trying to be as
    helpful as he could be, "It could be all right if you got a
    sister, you would be older so she wouldn't be bossing you
    around......... but on the other hand, I suppose she may be
    like Nancy......"
    	"Dad, its just gotta be a boy, just gotta!"
    	"Let me tell you something", Gary's dad began, "You
    see, she has been carrying this baby for quite a while, we
    just did not want to get your hopes up too early. Nine
    months is a long time for a child to wait, so we decided not
    to tell you until later." Bob began to grin like the cat
    that ate the canary.
    	"Mom had an ultrasound today." Bob took a deep breath
    as he looked each one in the eye then turned back to his
    son, "Gary, Mom said to tell you it is definitely a BOY!"
    	Both Jimmy and Gary jumped for joy, hugging on to each
    other dancing and jumping for joy.
    	When the boys calmed down Bob asked if it really meant
    that much...... "What if he was a her, would you be any less
    happy about it."
    	"Oh, I'd get over it...... but I am so glad he's a he."
    Gary and Bob hugged each other in the joy of the moment.
    After a round of congratulations Bob and Gary began to pack
    their car for the trip home.
    	Bob took Gary into the bedroom for a diaper change and
    helped him dress in his short pants and T-shirt. "Daddy, I
    would like to stay here a lot, but I want to go home, too."
    	"I know, honey, I understand. We will get together
    again, you'll see." Bob promised.
    	Promises of keeping close contact were made between
    Paul and Bob. "You have my E-Mail address, be sure to let us
    know when you arrive home and let us know when the baby is
    due." Betty gave Gary a hug and kiss. Bob and Paul shook
    hands but soon found they too hugged patting each others
    back. Gary and Jimmy stood looking at each other in silence,
    then both of them showed a tear or two as they hugged
    goodbye.
    	Jamie was not to be left out of this touching goodbye.
    He began banging his feet, drawing attention to himself.
    Both Bob and Gary gave him a loving hug. Gary talked to
    Jamie in a quite whisper telling him something private,
    something just for Jamie.
    	Waving out of the car windows, the two drove off down
    the lane heading back home. The last glimpse Gary had of the
    Norton Family was Paul and Betty turning back to the house,
    but Jimmy was still waving as he chased them down the lane.
    	The last glimpse that Bob had of Jimmy was looking into
    the rearview mirror. "Nice boy that Jimmy" he said out loud
    where Gary could hear it. "His diaper pants and all".

    THE TRIP BACK HOME - Part 16

    	Both Bob and Gary drove on in silence for several
    miles. Bob was wondering why his son was so quiet, usually
    when the two were alone together Gary would be chattering
    like a monkey asking questions, sharing his thoughts with
    his Daddy. Bob looked over at the silent boy who was looking
    out the side window as if in deep thought.
    	Bob grinned as he viewed part of the boy's white diaper
    poking out under the leg of his pulled up short pants. Bob
    noticed that his son got a great tan these last few days.
    The contrast between his golden tan and the pure white
    diapers against his red shorts was a sight to see.
    	"You're looking good, son, nice tan too!" Bob took a
    second glance.
    	"It sure is warm out today, bet it is the warmest of
    all the time we been on this trip, eh, son?" Bob noticed
    that the air conditioner was on but struggling to keep the
    car cool.
    	"Ya, it is." Gary looked washed out with sweat beading
    on his forehead. "Can't we open a window or something?"
    	"It could get warmer but the breeze may help some." Bob
    pushed the button and lowered Gary's window about three
    inches. "How's that, dear?"
    	Gary sat up on his knees placing his face into the open
    breeze like a puppy dog. Taking a deep breath he told his
    father, "I think the air conditioner is broke, it is putting
    out hot air."
    	"I agree with you, maybe it is just too hot even for
    the conditioner." Bob rolled down his own window a few
    inches then turned off the air conditioner. "I'll take it to
    the garage tomorrow and have it looked at." Bob was
    disappointed when things go wrong with his equipment.
    	Both sat quietly for a while, deep in their own
    thoughts as the miles rolled by. Gary was fidgeting about,
    taking hold of his T-shirt tail he wiped his face. Dropping
    back onto the seat Gary propped his bare feet up on the dash
    board, spreading his legs to let the moving air run up his
    legs. All the while he fanned himself by using his T-shirt.
    	A few more miles rolled by as Gary wiggled around again
    trying to find relief from the heat. Giving up in finding
    the relief he lifted the T-shirt over his head and tossed it
    into the back seat.
    	It was not any easier for Bob either. "Hey guy, is your
    diaper as hot as mine? I am roasting in my own sweat." Just
    then Bob raised himself from the seat a moment getting a
    little relief.
    	"I feel like I peed, they are so wet." Gary was
    surprised at his own words but it did describe how he felt.
    	"Daddy, can I take them off?"
    	"Go ahead, I think I am going to stop at the next rest
    area and change my own. I already made good use of them."
    	Gary raised himself while he pulled off his red shorts,
    kicking them off onto the floor. With a quick pull on each
    tab Gary released the diaper from around his waist. The
    sudden rush of air brought a cooling sensation to his damp
    body. The boy made no quick effort to cover himself but
    allowed the moving air to swirl over his body. Again placing
    his bare feet on the dash board he leaned back placing his
    arms under his head. A look of relief covered his face.
    	Bob Beebe glanced at the naked 8 year old beside him.
    He remembered what it was like to be young. At that age one
    could get by with such activity. How Bob longed to be like
    that, too. How cool he must feel.
    	Then Bob thought of his wife. "Gary, if your mother
    could see you now she would have a fit..... You know that?"
    	"Ya, I know she never let me go naked much, but I was
    surprised she has let me wear diapers."
    	"Well, you better keep down in the seat, we don't need
    to get people upset." Bob laughed then undid the buttons on
    his own shirt letting the wind cool himself a bit.
    	"Wish we could go swimming about now!" Gary said as he
    glanced at his Daddy. "That would be cool".
    	"Maybe that would be a good idea, glad you mentioned
    it" Bob was in deep thought as they turned into the road
    side rest stop. Gary pulled on his red shorts just as they
    came to a stop in the parking lot.
    Some young boys were running through the water sprinklers
    near the play ground. Many adults were sitting on park
    benches fanning themselves with newspapers while a few
    others were playing horseshoes in near by pits. The large
    shade trees made a lots of shade and the water sprinklers
    made the whole rest stop inviting to all arrivals.
    	Gary was glad he removed his hot diaper while on the
    highway but without it he almost never made it into the
    little boys' room. Bob took his bag in the restroom with him
    so he could make a change. He would feel much better soon as
    he got out of those awful work clothes and into some shorts
    and T-shirt. He also took in a pair of Depends new pull ups
    which were lighter and less apt to be too hot.
    	Bob handed Gary a pull up but the boy declined the
    offer, saying that for just this once he wanted to be cool.
    Gary also left his T-shirt with Bob before going outside.
    	Gary wore only his red shorts and nothing else because
    he wanted to run through the water sprinklers. He saw only
    one boy close to his age. There were a few younger than
    himself.
    	Among the younger boys a couple of them had only
    underpants on. One of these boys came running through the
    water jumping and leaping coming straight for Gary whom was
    standing in direct line with the sprinkler.
    	When the boy reached Gary he stopped and smiled. Gary
    smiled back and said, "Looks like fun!"
    	"Hi, what's your name?" The little boy asked as he
    brushed his long wet hair from his eyes.
    	"Hi, my name is Gary Beebe, what's yours?"
    	"Tommy..... that's my brother over there," he answered
    as he pointed towards the other little boy in underpants.
    "He's 7, I'm 5," holding up five fingers.
    	When the boy turned his back to face his brother, Gary
    noticed the boy's underpants had became rather transparent
    from being soaked from the sprinkler. Gary could almost see
    the color of the child's buns.
    	The brother came over to see what was keeping his
    little brother. "Hi," the 7 year old greeted. "That's my
    brother Tommy, my name's Peter.
    	"Hi, I'm Gary and that's my Dad over there by the
    tree."
    	"Our Daddy brings us out here to play sometimes, that's
    him over by that car." Peter pointed then waved to his dad.
    	At that moment a call went out to the small group of
    children still playing in the water. It was the father of
    three of the boys. Reluctantly, the three boys left and
    entered the car with their parents. Gary watched as they
    drove back onto the highway.
    	The only boys left were Gary and his two new friends.
    	"Why don't you run through the sprinklers with us?'
    Peter asked.
    	"Ya! come on it's fun and cool," Tommy echoed just as
    he took off for another run into the spraying water.
    	"Come on, Gary" Peter called. "Take off your shorts,
    it's OK if you play in your underpants. They will dry."
    	"I can use my shorts, when my Daddy and I get back into
    the car I can take them off, in this heat they will dry
    quickly." Gary thought the boy's idea of running around in
    underpants was cool. He thought of how Jimmy and he played
    the last few days.
    	Turning around to see if his Daddy was ready to leave,
    Gary saw Bob sitting on a bench under a large tree. "It
    looks like my Daddy is going to take a nap for a while, let
    me go check with him and if it is OK with him I will play
    with you." Gary ran over to his Dad.
    	The two little boys returned to their play leaping and
    rolling in the water.
    	Bob was just about to close his eyes when Gary arrived
    at his side. "Honey, I just have to get a few minutes of
    shut eye then we can be on our way". Bob looked so relaxed
    as he yawned, "Why don't you go play for a while, I'll call
    you when ready to leave."
    	Gary told his dad he wanted to run through the water
    with the two boys there. Bob was quick to give his
    permission knowing what little boys like to do. Running in a
    spray of water was just what he himself wanted to do. "Go
    ahead, son, have fun!"
    	Gary liked seeing his dad in shorts and T-shirt rather
    then in the work suit he had to wear for office machine
    repairing. Ties and dress shirts were much too warm to be
    wearing in the summer time, especially today.
    	Gary ran back toward the boys. With much joy he jumped
    over the sprinkler soaking his red shorts causing them to
    hang heavy on him.
    	Tommy, seeing Gary still had on his shorts asked, "Why
    do you get your shorts wet. You should take them off or else
    you will have to ride in the car with wet pants!"
    	Peter told his brother, "It isn't your business to tell
    others what to do. Besides I already told him it would be
    all right to use underpants."
    	Then, turning to Gary, he said, "Our Daddy won't let us
    get wet with our clothes on."
    	Peter told Gary that his Daddy will dress them in
    something before going home.
    	Gary almost told the children that he had a dry diaper
    to go home in, but caught himself just in time. He was not
    sure these boys would understand.
    	It took no time at all before the three boys were
    playing together as old friends. After several minutes the
    boys tired of running sat next to each other dropped to the
    grass.
    	Gary and Peter lied back on the damp grass looking up
    into the blue sky watching the leaves dance about on the
    highest limbs. A few birds darted in and out through the
    leaves feeding on the little flying bugs. The boys laid
    there talking about everything they could think of. Gary's
    eyes fell upon Tommy, who was acting a little strange.
    	The boy was sitting in a squatting position with his
    arms wrapped around his legs. This younger boy had a look on
    his face that was familiar to Gary, who had watched his
    friend Jimmy do much the same thing. Gary gave Tommy a poke
    to get his attention. Both boys watched Tommy for a few
    minutes.
    	"Oh no! Not here!" Peter slapped a hand over his
    forehead and fell over backwards, "Not here!"
    	Gary watched for the tat a tale sign that Tommy was
    nearing the end of his effort. You guessed it, Tommy just
    pooped in his underpants.
    	When the boy stood up the bottom of his underpants
    sagged down with the added weight causing the waist band to
    slip mid way down his butt. Signs of a good release showed
    on his little ass.
    	Gary had the thought that maybe these boys were diaper
    wearers. Peter did not seem too surprised while watching his
    little brother do his job, but Gary on the other hand was
    aware of special feelings arousing up inside himself. It
    reminded him of a few days ago when he and Jimmy forced
    themselves to see what Nancy would do.
    	Gary turned his attention towards the boy's father who
    also noticed the activity and was heading their way. Would
    their dad get upset? Would he punish the child? Just how
    will he handle this situation?
    	Tommy's daddy leaned over his little son, speaking
    softly in his ears. Then taking the child's hand he lead him
    back towards the car.
    	Gary again got this feeling when he saw the brown spot
    on the seat of the boy's very wet and transparent
    underpants.
    	"Your daddy did not get mad at all, did he?" Gary was
    not too surprised, his own daddy was very gentle with him,
    too.
    	"Daddy's going to put his diaper back on." Peter
    commented without mixing any words.
    	"Do you wear diapers, too?" Gary got enough nerve to
    ask what had been on his mind for the last several minutes.
    	"Not all the time...... But sometimes!" Peter seemed to
    answer by reflex rather then thinking it out.
    	Gary turned his attention towards Peter, who was
    leaning against the tree with his legs stretched out in
    front of him. His wet underpants were as transparent as his
    brothers giving Gary no need for imagination. Peter,
    realizing that Gary was staring at him, crossed his legs
    with a look of puzzlement.
    	This was as good a time as any, Gary rationalized, "I
    wear diapers sometimes, too." As the words fell from his
    mouth Gary had a feeling of amazement that he had actually
    told someone about it.
    	"Do you like to wear them?" Peter asked with interest.
    	Gary sensed the spirit in which Peter asked the
    question. There seemed to be bit of excitement in his voice
    and his eyes sparkled giving Gary the opinion that this boy
    likes to wear them.
    	This gave Gary the courage to go into more detail,
    "Sure, don't you?" he asked the boy.
    	"Yes..... Does your Daddy change you if you poop? Peter
    asked with a giggle.
    	"Sure and I like it when he does," Gary added.
    	"Do you have diapers under your shorts?" Peter was
    sitting up, bending his head down to see if this older boy
    may have them on.
    	"No. I took them off because they got too hot while
    riding on the highway.........." Before Gary could explain,
    Tommy and his Daddy was heading their way.
    	Gary eyed the little boy wearing a large white cloth
    diaper covered by a clear plastic panty held by two large
    saftey pins on each hip.
    	In the fathers hand was a waded up underpant to be
    dumped into the near by trash can.
    	"Come on Peter, time to go now." Peter got up to leave
    but turned back to his new friend saying, "I hope I get to
    wear diapers when I get big like you... by-by see ya."
    	"Ya, see ya!" Gary watched as the three returned to
    their car. It took several minutes before they drove off.
    Gary knew his little friend was being put into a dry diaper.
    	One more time Gary ran over the sprinkler, getting a
    good soaking, then headed for his Dad who was now calling
    for him.
    	Bob placed his arm over the boy's shoulder as they
    walked side by side toward the car. Gary reached up with one
    hand taking hold of his Daddy's hand.
    	Gary climbed into the car closing the door behind him,
    reaching into the back seat he found one of his diapers.
    Slumping down in the seat he slipped out of his wet red
    shorts letting them lie on the floor. He kept his eye on
    some adults that had just walked by his window, but they
    paid no attention to him.
    	Bob slipped in behind the wheel, started the car and
    backed out of the parking place. By the time Bob reached the
    stop sign Gary had pulled the last tab tightly fastening his
    diaper around his waist. Again leaning back on the seat he
    placed his feet on the dash board letting the cooler wind
    blow over his near naked body.
    	Bob turned toward his son asking, "Are you
    comfortable?" To which Gary answered, "Very!"

    WELCOME HOME -- Part 17

    	Bob and Gary Beebe entered the city limits just as the
    sun was sitting in the West. The sunset was one of the most
    beautiful either had seen for a long time. Both father and
    son sat silently as they drove slowly through town looking
    right then left at their home town. It seemed to Gary that
    he was gone a long time, although nothing really changed
    that much, it was more like everything took on a new look.
    	Gary was still wearing only his diaper which gave him
    that special feeling of pleasure knowing he was safe sitting
    low on the car seat. With traffic rushing here and there and
    watching people on the sidewalk Gary wondered what he would
    feel like if he had to get out of the car at that moment.
    The idea of walking down the sidewalk with one hand holding
    onto his Daddy's gave him a rush of excitement. He could
    imagine friends of his Daddy coming up to them patting his
    head and saying, "what a cute little boy!" Gary always liked
    the attention when he was younger, but the idea of being in
    only a diaper while walking beside his Daddy down the busy
    city street caused an arousal within himself.
    	Gary turned towards his Daddy giving him a big smile.
    Bob Beebe, noticing the look of happiness upon his son's
    face asked, " What's the wide smile for?"
    	The question jolted Gary back into reality,
    "Nothing.... not really anyway." Then Gary began to giggle.
    Bob's curiosity got the better of him so he pressed his
    question.
    	"Well, I was just thinking....... It was so much fun at
    Jimmy's house, going outside in diapers all day...... I was
    just thinking how it would be to do it here in the city. I
    thought, well, I just thought what it might be if you and I
    walked together and I was only wearing a diaper...." Gary
    started to giggle again.
    	"And you thought all these people would accept your
    diaper wearing on Main Street?" Bob laughed. "I don't think
    people would accept a older boy like you in diapers very
    well." "But if you want to walk home alone I will let you
    out now!" Bob joked with his son who answered, "NO WAY!"
    	As they were leaving the down town area on their way
    home Gary was daydreaming once more. He saw himself playing
    in the city park with other kids his own age and a little
    older, all of them in only a thick white diaper. As he
    relished in his daydream he asked his Daddy a question.
    	Bob placed a open hand on his son's naked thigh, Gary
    moved his leg over closer to his Daddy giving no resistance
    to his father's touch.
    	"Daddy, why are people so uptight about things?" Gary
    seemed to be in a shallow trance.
    	Bob asked him what he means by `things.'"
    	"Things... you know.... things that other people do
    that have nothing to do with anything.... things...." Gary
    could not seem to say what was on his mind but he was
    thinking how strange it was that adults became easily over
    concerned about `things' that really did not concern them.
    	"What are you trying to say?" Bob asked as he turned
    onto another road leading homeward.
    	Gary thought deeper then he ever had. "Like boys
    wearing diapers and things, you know?"
    	"You mean why do adults make it their business to
    meddle into your affairs?" Bob was not sure where his son
    was going with this line of thought, but realized this was
    very important to him.
    	"Something like that, but I was thinking...... what
    difference would it really make if I was to walk down town
    in only a diaper?" Gary was trying to make sense between his
    desire and public opinion. "I know it is wrong to go naked
    outside, but I don't really know why it is wrong.... I am
    always naked... I mean, I am always naked under my clothes,
    it is still me." Then as if he just discovered some great
    secret of life, he proclaimed, "Everyone is naked all the
    time..... only a thin, very thin cloth covers our bodies.
    But we are all still naked all the time." Gary was not yet
    satisfied with his discovery, it only made the issue even
    more confusing.
    	"That is deep thinking, son!" Bob had often thought the
    same thing and was amazed that his young son was starting to
    put the pieces together.
    	"Remember when Aunt Jane came to visit last year... and
    she was going to help give me a bath... remember you told me
    not to let it bother me about her seeing me naked because
    she had seen little boys before?"
    	"Yes, she had raised three boys and cared for many
    more, seeing you would make no difference to her, what's the
    point?" Bob replaced his hand over the boys leg once more,
    patting him gently in a loving way.
    	"I was just thinking...... most adults have seen boys
    before, so what is the big deal about being naked? If they
    already know what boys look like why do they get upset about
    it when a boy is naked outside?" Gary reasoned.
    	Bob thought about that for awhile without answering, he
    knew he must give a true and honest answer to his inquiring
    son. Just then Bob turned into the drive of their home.
    "We're here" Bob poked Gary in the ribs, causing the boy to
    giggle in delight.
    	Forgetting their deep conversation, Gary jumped out of
    the car and ran for the front door. When he tried to open
    the door he found it locked. He turned to his Dad who was
    walking up the walk way towards him. That was when Gary
    realized he was only in a diaper. He looked up as two older
    women walked by off the sidewalk. Both ladies gave the boy a
    blank stare as they passed by. Gary knew they were
    whispering about him when he saw their heads shaking as they
    talked to each other taking another glance towards him.
    	Gary placed his hands on each hip and wiggling himself
    towards the women sticking his tongue out. One of the women
    placed a hand over her mouth and said, "Well, I never!"
    	"What's so funny, why are you laughing?" Bob asked the
    boy.
    	Pointing toward the ladies, Gary answered, "They saw me
    in my diaper".
    	"Oh is that all...." Bob began to laugh with his son.
    	"Wonder where mom is!" Gary tried the door once more.
    "Hurry and get the door open before some else comes by."
    	Bob got his key out and unlocked the door, both went
    into the house. "I smell food!" both said the same time.
    	Kim had left a note attached to the refrigerator.
    "Supper is being warmed in the oven, hope you are hungry. I
    will be back soon, I am over at the Everson's baby sitting,
    should be home by 11PM. Glad your home, Love Mom".
    	Attached to the note was a photo of the ultrasound.
    "Yep! it's a boy all right," Bob handed the photo to Gary.
    	After a hard study of the picture, Gary shook his head,
    "How can you tell?" Bob pointed out by tracing the two legs
    back to the body, and sure enough, Gary thought he saw what
    was a boy.
    	"I can hardly wait to see him!" Gary took another look
    at the picture. "Can I help change him.... you know, when he
    needs to be changed?"
    	"You're the big brother, it will be your responsibility
    to help out.... Mom with have her hands busy as it is and I
    will have to be at work, so guess you are the on to help
    when you can." "Speaking of changing, you better head for
    the bed..... be sure to place the changing mat under you...
    I will be right in to wash you up." Bob gave his son a swat
    on the behind, noticing it would be a messy clean up.
    	Gary's heart began to beat faster as he heard his
    Daddy's foot steps approaching his room. He just could not
    help pooping earlier as they passed through town but now his
    bladder was about to bust. He had been holding it to
    surprise his Dad but did not know if he could hold it that
    long.
    	Bob playfully teased at the tabs making Gary wait for
    the moment which was almost a mistake. Gary felt the diaper
    open just as he let go. The fountain sprayed into the air
    catching Bob's arm on the way back down. Bob quickly covered
    the boy until the job was done.
    	What would have made many a parent mad as could be only
    gave Bob an excuse to tickle the little 8 year old as they
    both laughed uncontrollably.
    	Gary gave his Daddy a hug about the neck, accepting a
    wet kiss from Bob.
    	"I love you, Daddy, I love you a lot!"
    	"And I love you too, my little diaper boy!"
    	Bob finished diapering the boy using some new cloth
    diapers laying on top of the chest of drawers. Bob used the
    large diaper pins with safety covers colored bright red.
    Then slipped on a clear plastic panty letting the elastic
    band snap against Gary's belly.
    	"Let's go get a bite to eat!"

    GARY'S DELIGHTFUL DISCOVERY -- Part 18

    	About four months have past since Bob and Gary returned
    from their trip to the Government Office. The first snow of
    winter fell just this morning, leaving the Beebe's yard
    covered in a light white covering. Gary was glad it was
    Saturday so he could stay in bed a little longer this
    morning. His mother had checked on him only a few minutes
    before and had given him a diaper change while he was still
    half asleep. Now he was warm, dry and so comfortable wrapped
    in his soft flannel winter sheets. Soon he fell into a
    blissful sleep dreaming of things only a little boy would
    understand.
    	It was now about 8:30 when Bob slowly opened the door
    to Gary's room and tip toed towards the 9 year old's bed.
    "Gary...... Gary!" he whispered as if not trying to wake him
    up. Gary's eyes opened only enough that he could see it was
    his Daddy. "Oh, Oh, Oh" were the only words that came out of
    his mouth as he stretched out like a cat then curled up once
    more as if to shut his Dad out of his mind.
    	"Gary...." This time Bob gave his son a light shake
    once again bring the boy back into the awaken world. Gary
    turned over on his back then raised himself onto his elbows
    sitting up with his pillow behind his back. "Are you awake
    now?" Bob asked. "Ya, sure, what is it, Dad?"
    	"It's your Mother, I think we need to head for the
    hospital. I already called the doctor and he will be ready
    for us when we get there." Gary dropped back on the bed,
    covering himself up, head and all. "Gary, do you hear me....
    Come on now, wake up!" Bob pulled the covers off the boy,
    "Your Brother is going to be here before long and we must
    get going."
    	Gary opened his eyes, looking around the room wide
    awake, "My brother..... Oh, Boy!"
    	Kim stood just inside the room leaning against the door
    frame, "let's get going, Bob, there will not be much more
    time." Kim turned as she moved unsteadily towards the front
    door.
    	"Gary, you must stay here while I take your Mother to
    the hospital. Now I have called Mrs. Stanford down the
    street, she had told us she would come when we needed her.
    She will be here soon. I know you don't know her very well
    but your mother had gotten to know her while we were on our
    trip and they had made plans for her to stay with you while
    Mom is in the hospital. It may take a day or two. I got time
    off from work, so I will stay with Mom. Now I will keep you
    informed about the baby and will come and get you as soon as
    they will let you come to see your mother and baby. OK!" Bob
    hardly waited for Gary to give his answer before he grabbed
    his wife's packed bag and was out the door. Gary laid back
    on the bed, letting all this sink in to his sleepy brain,
    just then he heard the car drive off.
    	Lying spread eagle on top of the bed, Gary patted at
    his diaper, enjoying the feel of being alone to enjoy a
    little more sleep.
    	Gary had heard his mother mention Mrs. Stanford a few
    times although they never really met yet.
    	It was about this time he heard the front door bell
    ring. Jumping out of bed, he raced for the front door only
    to realize all he was wearing was his new pinned cloth
    diaper. He did not want this new sitter to see him in only a
    diaper so he grabbed a pair of shorts he had laid out on the
    chair the night before. Hoping on one foot then the other he
    slipped into the shorts by the time he reached the front
    door.
    	Again the door bell ran just as he opened it for Mrs.
    Stanford then, to his surprise, standing beside her was a
    boy about his same age. This boy had covered himself head to
    toe with a blanket. Gary could see large, pink, fluffy
    slippers on each of the boys feet that looked like little
    rabbits, ears and all.
    	Mrs. Stanford took her son by the hand into the house,
    closing the door behind them. "Oh, is it ever cold outside."
    She stomped her feet getting the last of the snow off onto
    the rug placed in front of the door. The boy walked right
    past Gary, heading for the warm gas heater stove, then he
    opened the blanket in front of him to let the warmth in.
    Gary eyed the boy from the back side which was still covered
    by the blanket.
    	Mrs. Stanford introduced herself to Gary, "I am Mrs.
    Stanford, you may call me Aunt Sue if you want, or just
    Sue....... I was called Aunt Sue by the children I baby sat
    for before moving here." Pointing towards the stove, she
    said, "And that is Jon, my son. When received your Dad's
    call we just came as we were. Jon was still in bed so I
    wrapped him in his blanket so not to waste time."
    	"Hi, Jon!" Gary called out.
    	"Hi!" Jon turned toward Gary, dropping his blanket to
    the floor. Quickly the child bent over to pick it up but was
    too late, Gary saw a glimpse of the boy's white night diaper
    and his near knee-high white socks with a couple of red
    strips at the top, they seem to clash with the pink rabbit
    slippers. Gary experienced a quickening of excitement as his
    eyes scanned the sight before him. Sue handed Gary her coat
    but he was too engrossed in what he hoped he saw and did not
    hear Sue's voice.
    	Sue got Gary's attention by asking him if he would mind
    hanging up her coat and hat.
    	"Sure, I'll put them in this closet." Taking the coat
    and hat, Gary carefully hung them up. When he turned around
    he found Jon had sat down in one of the chairs with the
    blanket neatly wrapped over his legs and up under his arms,
    leaving his head and shoulders bare.
    	"Your mother and I kept each other company while your
    Dad and you were away. We talked a lot about family and
    things. I feel I already know much about you, Gary."
    	Gary was not sure if he wanted this strange lady to
    know anything at all about him. He just grinned, dropping
    his head in a shy sort of way. Then, without lifting his
    head, he peeked up towards the other boy who was now kicking
    both his legs back and forth. In the process of kicking he
    had loosened the blanket that was covering his legs.
    	Gary raised his head and blinked his eyes. Once again
    this strange feeling raced over him as he witnessed part of
    Jon's diaper. "It is a diaper, it really is!" Gary thought
    to himself.
    	Jon suddenly became aware that Gary was staring at him,
    pulling the blanket together once more. Jon drew his legs up
    underneath the blanket hiding even his rabbit slippers.
    	Sue watched the transaction between the two boys. She
    noticed Gary's pleased look of surprise and her son's
    embarrassment.
    	"Your mother tells me of your need for diapers, Gary, I
    know about that, and I understand. Jon has been wearing
    diapers only for bedtime for the last couple of nights. I
    told him you wore them, also. Jon isn't too happy that I
    made him put them on. But I told him you would understand
    his needing them, too."
    	For a fleeting moment Gary felt the hot flashes of
    embarrassment from the knowledge that Sue knew he had a
    diaper on. Yet the idea that she knew excited him in a
    strange sort of way. And indeed did know and understand just
    how Jon must feel at this very moment.
    	Jon continued to sit very still, keeping his lower body
    covered with the blanket and his feet pulled up under him.
    The embarrassed little boy would not look either his mother
    nor Gary in the eye.
    	Sue began telling Gary all about how Jon wet his bed
    each night, "I just let him lay in it, he is a big boy now
    and if he can't learn to control himself he can just pay the
    piper and put up with his own messes."
    	Gary could not believe his ears. This mother had just
    humiliated her son right in front of him. The child in the
    chair burst into tears that ran down his cheeks. There was a
    puckering up of the mouth. Jon could hold it back no longer
    and began to sob like his heart would break. He covered his
    head under the blanket, but could not muffle the sound of
    his pain.
    	Gary always had a soft heart and found he himself could
    hardly hold back tears. "How sad!" Gary spoke in defense for
    the boy.
    	"What do you mean?" Sue actually did not know that her
    words cut so deep. Her intentions were only to make Jon feel
    some remorse for his act of messing in his bed. "This boy
    has been doing this since he was a baby and the doctors all
    say nothing is wrong with his bladder nor his bowels, I have
    just about had it with his messes."
    	Gary was wondering just what this woman was thinking
    about him. After all, he was as old as Jon and she knew he
    was in diapers. He looked puzzled toward Sue as he pulled at
    his shorts to confirm that his diaper was still on.
    	"Oh! Gary, I am not saying that you have these
    problems, I am sorry, it seems I have upset you." "But you
    have problems, your mother told me all about it, now you
    mustn't let me upset you because I know you can't help
    yourself."
    	Sue seemed to be getting herself in a deeper with each
    word. She wanted to change the subject, but with Gary
    looking at her the way he did made it impossible for her to
    avoid the issue.
    	"How old are you, Gary?" She asked.
    	"I'm 9." Gary then asked Jon how old he was, but the
    child just kept weeping under his blanket.
    	"He is also 9 and will be 10 next week," His mother
    intervened.
    	"I will be 10 in a couple of months," Gary announced
    with pride. Jon stuck his head out of the blanket looking
    over at Gary. Neither boy said anything but Gary mouthed the
    words, "It's OK!" and that said everything. Jon just nodded
    his head and gave a weak smile.
    	"So you are going to have a brother, are you excited?"
    Sue said, trying to change the subject.
    	"I guess!" was all Gary could think to say but the
    expression on his face gave way to a wide happy smile.
    "Daddy said he would call as soon as he was born and let me
    know".
    	"Well, don't you worry about a thing, these things take
    time, but it will happen." Sue looked over at her son that
    was hiding deep inside his blanket. A look of disgust come
    over her face.
    	"Jon, get that blanket off right now and act your age.
    Gary will think your a big baby...... Jon, I mean it right
    now, get that blanket off and sit up like a little man."
    Without another word Sue got up and went to the hiding child
    and pulled the blanket off him, which farther humiliated the
    boy.
    	Gary watched with disbelief, his mother nor daddy would
    never treat him this way. But the moment the blanket hit the
    floor Gary saw his young guest curled up in a ball. Jon was
    sucking his thumb while wet tears still rolled down his
    redden checks. It was then that
    	Gary stared at the boy's homemade cloth diaper. It was
    obvious Jon had just wet and pooped, leaving a brown patch
    in the rear.
    	Sue, upon seeing that her son just used the diaper,
    became very upset and began belittling him again. "What do
    you think your doing, you could have left stains on this
    nice chair. Well, young man, you will just have to wear your
    diaper a bit longer then you suspected, I did not bring
    another diaper for you. I was sure that putting you in a
    diaper would keep your mind on when you need to go and would
    use the toilet like everyone else. I am so ashamed of
    you!!!" With that Sue pulled the boy to his feet, checking
    the chair, but found it was not hurt.
    	Jon stood beside his mother in complete helplessness,
    taking quick glances toward Gary. Gary watched as the boy
    struggled to regain his composure. The diaper hung low under
    his legs with a sign of a small leak forming just between
    the legs. Jon had a strong grip on each side of the diaper
    because it was sliding down his slender hips.
    	"This will never do", Sue proclaimed. "Gary, could I
    bother you for one of your diapers? I don't think this one
    is going work much longer."
    	"Sure Mrs. Stanford, I'll go get you one, but you
    better put that newspaper under him before he leaks on the
    carpet."
    	"Heavens to Betsy, boy, you sure have caused a lot of
    trouble today." Sue let off more of her frustration as she
    helped Jon step on to the newspapers.
    	Gary turned to take another look just as he went
    through the door to the hallway. What he saw brought a
    delightful emotion that satisfied his dream of finding
    another boy that wore diapers. Jon stood with his back
    toward Gary while his mother pulled the diaper to the floor,
    letting the boy step carefully to one side while she wrapped
    it up in a piece of newspaper to be discarded. Gary took an
    instant photo in his mind of the boy's back side covered
    with poo poo. With a grin on his face and joy in his heart
    Gary hurried to his bedroom for a disposal diaper.
    	"Thank you, son!" Sue reached for the new diaper.
    "Store bought, eh? Don't think I would waste money on these
    kinds, old dish towels do the same thing."
    	Handing the diaper to Jon she left the two boys alone
    as she went to the bathroom for a clean wash cloth. Not
    being able to hide this time, Jon stood his ground while
    Gary moved in front of him, giving him the once-over.
    	"Boy, you sure made a mess," Gary commented as he held
    his nose between his forefinger and thumb. "What a stink!"
    	All Jon could do was stand there looking self-
    conscious. "I didn't mean to..... I couldn't help
    it....really!"
    	Gary realized he was adding to the boy's problems and
    quickly recanted with, "It's all right, Jon, I was only
    teasing. Forgive me, I do know what you are going through."
    	Sue finished re-diapering her son after she cleaned him
    up. "Now try to remember to go to the toilet when you have
    to poop, then you won't have this mess again. These diapers
    will have to do you the rest of the day."
    	"I'll be careful, Mom, I promise to really try this
    time." Jon was determined to keep this promise but he had
    little confidence that he would be able to make it to the
    bathroom in time.
    	"Do the best you can, maybe Gary could help you, but
    you must ask or tell us when you feel you need to go." His
    mother just realized her son had no clothes at all.
    	"Oh! we really ran over here so fast I clean forgot,
    Jon has nothing to wear, I must go back home and pick up
    something for the both of us, it looks like we'll be staying
    the night." Mrs. Sanford rushed to get her coat and hat.
    	"Gary, I want you and Jon to keep out of things while I
    am gone, I won't be but a little while then I will return."
    The mother went out the door being almost swept off her feet
    by the cold winter winds.
    	Jon stood on his tip toes to peek out the door window,
    watching his mother as she headed up the street towards
    home.
    	Gary looked the boy over once more. He observed Jon
    standing tip toed wearing nothing but a Depend, not even his
    slippers were on his feet. Gary sometimes stood before the
    full length mirror looking at himself while only in a
    diaper. Watching Jon was a treat.
    	Jon became aware that Gary was looking at him. The boy
    began to feel self-conscious once again, but he had nowhere
    to hide. His blanket was across the room out of reach. Jon
    looked down at himself to be sure his diaper was correctly
    fastened, which it was. Looking up at Gary, he asked,
    "Something wrong?"
    	"No, No not at all, I think you look really nice."
    Seeing that Jon was feeling somewhat out of place, Gary
    asked, "Wanna see my diaper?"
    	"I don't care, if you want to." Jon's curiosity showed
    as he watched Gary pull his T-shirt up over his head.
    Already he could see the white top of Gary's diaper showing
    above his belt line.
    	Gary sat on the floor just as he undid his belt then
    pulled the zipper down. He glanced up at Jon who was now
    bent over with his hands braced against his knees. The boy
    took a deep breath while his eyes opened widely while he
    anticipated what he may see.
    Gary pulled the pants off his feet and tossed them with his
    shirt.
    	"See, now we both just have diapers on." Gary could
    feel Jon's gaze making him feel a little naughty for
    undressing in front of him.
    	As Gary stood up he slowly turned a complete circle to
    show Jon the entire diaper. Once again he stood facing the
    other boy.
    	Jon's face began to flush turning a light color of red
    as he observed Gary's little private showing.
    	This reaction of Jon's gave Gary a rush of pleasant
    pleasure realizing he had made his new friend blush.
    	When Jon caught his breath he looked up at Gary saying,
    "I think you look really nice, too." This comment caused
    Gary to grin ear to ear. "Thanks!"
    	Gary bent over, picking up his clothes, "Come on, I
    will show you my room." The two diapered boys walked down
    the hall leading to Gary's bedroom.
    	The two sat on the edge of the bed while Gary showed
    off his collections of toys and other little boy things.
    	Their conversation got back to the need of wearing
    diapers. Gary could not help but notice the wet line on
    Jon's Depend turned color.
    	"I think you may need to be changed," he said as he
    pointed to the indicator line.
    	"Oh no.... Mommy will be so mad at me, I didn't think
    it would show." Jon had the look of desperation.
    	"Don't worry I will help you." Looking at the package
    of new diapers under the night stand Gary said, "We've got
    plenty of new ones."
    	"Mommy gets mad at me for doing it. But I can't help
    it", Jon began to tear up as he rubbed his eyes.
    	"My Mother used to get after me too until she married
    Daddy. He told her that it was better for me to wear a
    diaper and stay dry and clean then to wet the bed or my
    pants."
    	"Maybe your Daddy could tell my Mom that diapers could
    help, or something." Jon seemed to get a glimpse of some
    kind of sense in all of this. At this point in time, Jon was
    looking for any kind of hope that would make his life a
    little easier.
    	Jon was feeling more self-esteem in the presence of
    Gary, who seemed to understand his problem. "I like you,
    Gary. Will you be my friend?"
    	"Sure, I would like that!" Gary was pleased that Jon
    felt this way towards him.
    	Jon lied back on the bed, letting his legs dangle over
    the side while placing his arms behind his head.
    	"Gary...... I don't know how to put a diaper on.....
    would you help me this time? Jon looked a little sheepish.
    	"Sure!" Gary got up to get another diaper but then
    leaned over Jon instead asking, "Do you really want me to
    change you?" "I will use a wipe, then spread some powder so
    you will smell like you didn't pee!"
    	"OK, I don't care." Jon drew his legs up then let his
    knees drop on to the bed just like a little baby about to be
    changed. This signaled Gary to began diapering him.
    	Gary went to the chest of drawers and took out several
    of his white brief underpants that had been stored away in a
    neat pile ever since he gave them up for diapers.
    	Laying the underpants down beside Jon, he began to undo
    the wet diaper tabs.
    	"What are you going to with those underpants, Gary?"
    Jon asked rather puzzled.
    	"Wait and see!" Gary quickly opened the boys wet diaper
    then reached for the wipes and powder on his night stand.
    	In his haste Gary was not too careful how he spread the
    powder over his friend causing Jon to wiggle about as he
    burst into hardy laughter. Powder flew all over everything.
    	The first underpants went on, the next and the next,
    until Gary had counted six or seven pairs had been pulled up
    tightly around the boy's waist. Standing back for a look,
    Gary smiled with satisfaction that he did a good job.
    	"You look really good in those diapers, Jon, I mean you
    look rather nice." Gary was not using carefully chosen
    words, he really means what he said.
    	Jon ran both his hands over the new "diaper", feeling
    how thick and tight they felt. "They feel just like a tight
    diaper," Jon said rather pleasingly.
    	"Just like cloth ones aren't they, you like?" Gary
    worked at the top underpants moving the band high up on his
    back.
    	Jon got off the bed and stood before the full length
    mirror behind the door. Raising one foot then the other, Jon
    danced while turning about looking over his shoulder at
    himself like a girl putting up her hair. This new diaper
    gave Jon a feeling he liked very much.
    	Just then they heard Sue coming into the front door.
    Both boys looked at each other, "She's back!"
    	As the boys entered into the hall way Mrs. Sanford met
    them face to face. Gary had fully intended to put his pants
    on before she got back, but now it was too late.

    JON'S SISTER -- Part 19

    	"Mom!" Jon cried out, "You're back!"
    	"It seems that way..... what are you boys up to?" Sue
    looked the boys over.
    	"Nothing, Mrs. Sanford," Gary spoke up, "We're just
    playing."
    	Sue handed Jon a pair of shorts and T-shirt, "Put these
    on, big boys don't run around in their underwear." At that
    moment Sue took a closer look at her son. "You don't have
    any underpants over here, what happened to your diaper......
    I told you not to mess in them, you remember?"
    	"Yes, I know, but Mom.......!" Jon was interrupted by
    his mother as she reached for his underpants, pulling at the
    waist band. She was surprised to see not one, but several
    elastic bands.
    	"What on earth is this?" She questioned with a little
    smile on her face. "Why so many underpants?"
    	"Well, to tell you the truth Aunt Sue, Jon and I were
    playing and I made him wet his pants, I'm sorry! It was also
    my idea for the underpants, I used them sometime in place of
    a diaper and I just thought it would be........". Again Sue
    interrupted by laughing out loud.
    	"Gary, you are a smart boy! No, really you are. Not
    many boys your age would have thought of that......... I
    must say..... It is a good idea." Sue began to poke around
    on Jon's `diapers' and also tried to slip a finger up under
    the legs but found she couldn't because of the tightness of
    the leg bands of so many underpants. "Well, I must say they
    won't have trouble leaking.....Boys, I must admit this seems
    to be the answer, I think you should use these instead of
    store-bought. I can wash these and reuse them over and over,
    yes, these would be cheaper in the long run."
    	Gary explained to her that if she had to buy new ones
    for Jon she should get several one size smaller then he
    normally wears and a few the correct sized then a few more a
    size or two larger yet.
    	"Why would I need to do that, Gary..... ?" Sue asked.
    	"I have found that after putting on more then three--
    the outside ones began to be too tight. So the best way is
    to get one size too small. They will fit fine, but won't
    stretch too much after wearing them a while then every other
    one should be larger because of the extra thickness they
    have to cover." All the time Gary was explaining this he was
    patting and pulling at Jon's diaper to show what he was
    talking about.
    	Jon just stood there while being used as an example. He
    found the extra attention was very satisfying, giving him
    much gratification for his need to be babied.
    	Without warning an older girl came up behind the boys.
    "Hi! You must be Gary?" Her sweet, soft voice sent goose
    bumps up and down Gary's back. He jumped around and found
    himself standing facing directly at the neck of a very
    beautiful girl. For what seemed like a long time, he could
    only stare into her neckline until he looked up at what he
    later described as the most beautiful girl he ever saw. It
    was first puppy love at first sight. It did not matter for
    the moment that he was completely undressed except for the
    tightly fitted white diaper which at that very moment
    released one of its top tabs.
    	Gary was like a zombie under the power of her female
    charm. He did not even realize that one side of his diaper
    was dangerously open and if it was not for the quick
    assistance of this girl he would have lost them for sure.
    	"There now isn't that better, it's all taped up like
    new again." "Hi, I'm Diana, Jon's sister."
    	The warmth of embarrassment caught up to Gary by now.
    Even his dark tan skin couldn't hide his reddish blush. He
    felt hot flashes that caused sweat to bead out of his bare
    chest.
    	"Wow! Oh Boy!.... so your Jon's sister, Hi. I'm Berry
    er Gary. whuuu!!!" Gary fanned himself with is hand. Then
    reached out to meet hers. As they shook hands Sue asked the
    boys if they would mind letting Dee, which they called her,
    stay over because if not, she would be all alone at home.
    	"I don't mind, Do you mind, Jon? No he don't mind
    either!" Gary was not sure just what he should say,
    everything came our all wrong somehow.
    	Sue sent the boys back into the bedroom to put on some
    pants and shirts. Just as they entered the room Gary
    overhead Dee telling her mom, "I think they both are so
    cute, the diapers definitely do for Jon, and did you notice
    Gary.....!"
    	"You'd think an ape was cute as long as he was a male,"
    Her mom teased. "Girl, you must get a hold of yourself, boys
    their age just don't want to hear a girl say that."
    	"What? what did I say, Momma?" Dee ducked her head
    around her mother to see if she could another look but the
    boys had already disappeared into the bedroom. She just
    stood back up grinning, shrugged her shoulders and slumped
    into the nearest chair. "Boys are so cute," she repeated to
    herself.
    	"You got homework to finish tonight, Dee? " Her mother
    asked as she handed the girl her school pack. "A little!"
    	"Get to it, kiddo and will start dinner."
    	"OK, mom," Dee looked once again down the empty hall
    then turned towards her school papers with a grin on her
    face". "Gary's kinda cute....."

    DAD'S PHONE CALL--Part 20

    	Both boys were in bed sound asleep. Dee and her mom
    were about to turn in for the night when the telephone rang.
    Dee let out a tiny squeal as her mother answered the phone.
    	"Mr. Beebe.....is everything all right?" Sue asked.
    	"You bet... Tell Gary he has a new baby brother.... ah,
    I think he is in bed by now but I did promise I would call
    the moment Brian arrived." Bob Beebe's voice gave away his
    joy.
    	"Another boy, eh! Brian you say..... how nice for you
    all. I know Gary has been looking forward to having a
    brother, he will be so excited," Mrs. Sanford said.
    	"Has he been in bed very long?" Bob asked.
    	Sue could tell he was anxious to tell his son the good
    news. "I know he and Jon are asleep but this is important so
    I will wake him if you want?"
    	"Please do.... Let me talk to him too, thanks!" Bob
    requested.
    	After telling Dee about the new baby they both ran into
    the boy's room.
    	Because Dee ran to the boy's room she was the very
    first to see the two boys laying on top of the bed. At first
    Dee just stood there with her eyes widen and her mouth
    dropped open. It was Gary that caused her to loose her
    breath. He was laying on his back with his legs spread and
    his feet bottoms touching each other. His night time diaper
    was bulging between his legs. Dee had seen her little
    brother bulging like that when she caught him playing with
    himself while wearing underpants. Boys had been a
    fascination to her for the last year. Except for her brother
    she had no experience with boys. Now that she had met Gary,
    only two years younger then herself, she had an almost
    uncontrollable urge to remove his diaper, of course, only to
    see if he needs changing.
    	When Sue entered the room it shook Dee back to reality.
    "They look so peaceful don't they, sleeping I mean" Dee
    searching for words to say.
    	"Of course, dear," Sue said with a smile on her face.
    She could read her daughters mind like an open book. "Yes, I
    agree, Gary is quite cute."
    	Sue shook Gary lightly until he sat up rubbing his
    sleepy eyes. "Gary, Brian has arrived!"
    	"Uha, who's Brian?" Gary looked around.
    	"He's your new baby brother!" Dee announced.
    	"OK." Gary dropped back on the bed and closed his eyes.
    Just as fast, he opened both eyes in surprise as the words
    sank in. Sitting back up he yelled out loud, "My brother is
    born, he's a boy. Brian....Oh, Boy!"
    	Jon nearly jumped off the bed as if the house was on
    fire. "Did you have to yell so loud, that scared me!"
    	"Sorry, pal but this has only happened once and I got
    excited." Gary's mind was racing as he tried to think of all
    the things he and his brother could do together, and didn't
    mind telling everyone in the room.
    	"Hold it boy, it will be awhile before Brian will be
    able do all those things," Sue told him.
    	Gary turned toward Dee who has been staring at him with
    love melting from her eyes. This made Gary a little
    uncomfortable wondering why she was looking at him that way.
    Although Gary was not ready for this kind of behavior he
    never the less had some kind of feelings shoot all over him,
    making him feel a little uncomfortable.
    	Maybe it was his reaction to the news of Brian..... But
    no, he had this same feeling when he first saw Dee. "What's
    going on?" Gary thought to himself.
    	Even Jon seemed to sense something was going on between
    his 12 year old sister and 10 year old Gary, but he could
    not put his finger on it. It was just one more puzzle that
    Jon would have to figure out by himself. Shrugging his
    shoulders Jon crawled back into bed hoping all the commotion
    would just quite down.
    	Sue understood all too well and was already planning
    how to get Dee and Gary through all this puppy love without
    discouraging them.
    	Dee, on the other hand had just experienced a puberty
    overload. She was well aware of her feelings but had no
    understanding why these wonderful feelings had gotten her
    attention. All she knew was that Gary was the cause and she
    was not going to fight against it. The urge to take the 10
    year old into her arms was so strong she just had to leave
    the room and she did.
    	"Go back to sleep, boys," Sue requested, "There will be
    time tomorrow for us to go see Brian."
    	The boys snuggled up to each other in peaceful sleep.
    Gary only pretend to be asleep while he fantasized about his
    new brother. Jon was in deep sleep before Sue could close
    the bedroom door.
    	When Sue entered into the hallway, she saw Dee leaning
    against the wall with a silly grin on her flustered face.
    Sue put an arm around her daughter and led her back to their
    room.
    	"You and I will have to have that mother-daughter talk
    sooner then I was expecting," Sue whispered to Dee.
    	Within the next 15 minutes Sue turned out the lights.
    "My, my..... A lot has happened today.... a lot."