    TAYLOR HANSON'S HOMEWORK
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    Part 1

    	It was a Sunday night and school had only been in session two
    weeks. Taylor was now in the 9th grade, which was his first year
    of high school. It was 10:30 and he was almost asleep when it hit
    him. He had forgotten to do his English assignment. That was not
    the class to forget because Mr. White was the kind of teacher that
    informed students of their grades out loud so everyone could hear.
    That was his way of sparking the utmost effort. Taylor was in the
    advanced class and they were learning to expand their vocabulary
    and writing skills with the aid of something called a Thesaurus.
    He had to come up with fifteen words that had the same meaning for
    two different words. This was quite a challenge for him given the
    lateness of the hours. His first word he chose was house and it
    was very difficult but he managed to get there after about 30
    minutes. His mind was getting weary from the concentration and he
    was afraid he might go to sleep so he got out of bed and went to
    sit at the computer.
    	Nothing was coming to him. He might get five different words
    out of one given word, but that was about it. He decided to surf
    the web for some ideas. As Taylor turned everything on and waited
    for it to warm up he looked down at his Calvin Klein white briefs
    he was wearing. He loved the way they felt all brand new and
    brilliantly white. His others had become cum-stained over the last
    year, since he had finally discovered himself in new and exciting
    ways. While turning on the computer he couldn't help but take a
    peek at his favorite web site, "Deeker's Diaper Page." He had
    first discovered that kewl site over four years ago, when he was
    just eleven. It was there he read all about boys who were much
    like himself in his love for diapers. After reading stories he
    would usually visit some of the teen baby sites that showed boys
    in diapers. Some of them were even his age and he thought they
    looked so kewl in diapers. Taylor couldn't understand why a diaper
    turned him on the way it did, all he knew was he just plain loved
    them.
    	Taylor's dad had freaked out on him just last year for
    visiting teen baby sites, since he had bought a diaper and plastic
    pants from a supplier on the net. His dad kept a close eye on his
    son's viewing habits and threw Taylor's stuff away in an effort to
    discourage him from this stupid behavior in his words. Taylor's
    dad just didn't understand him. Taylor had been questioning him
    since he was 13 on when the urge for girls kicks in. His dad
    explained sex to him like any good father, but it just didn't make
    any sense. For months thereafter, Taylor would question his dad on
    when he started liking girls. His dad revealed that he did at
    twelve but some boys just take longer and not to worry, because he
    was perfectly normal. Taylor's dad was fairly typical he was happy
    to discuss sex with his son very openly, but if it deviated at all
    from male/female sex the discussion came to am abrupt end.
    	Taylor being a highly intelligent kid, finally figured out
    how to erase his tracks and was visiting the teen sites more than
    ever in private settings such as this one. Maybe if I read
    "Becoming A Diaper Boy," I'll get some ideas for this stupid
    assignment. After all, I am using it for education purposes he
    thought to himself. The more he read the more excited he got and
    Taylor could feel the stirrings in his underpants as it began to
    tent out. Taylor knew that it would be at least ten times better
    if those Calvin Klein's he was wearing were actually big thick
    white diapers instead. He liked imagining that they were and could
    almost envision the cute blue diaper pins on each side.
    	Taylor finally put down the word "forest" and managed to
    scribble out twelve more words meaning the same thing before
    giving up and climbing back in bed. He tried to go to sleep but he
    just couldn't. After tossing and turning he got back up. Then he
    became curious. He wondered if he could come up with fifteen words
    meaning plastic pants. He began to jot them down on a separate
    piece of paper...baby pants, vinyl pants, diaper pants, rubber
    pants, waterproof pants, his cock was beginning to stiffen by just
    writing those words and then he continued, waterproof panties,
    rubber panties, diaper panties, vinyl panties, baby panties,
    panties, Gerber pants, he could really feel his hard-on now Gerber
    panties, soakers, protective pants, protective panties. That was
    too easy. Then he lowered his new briefs and took care of his
    little friend in a sock. Now he was very tired and sleepy and the
    teenager went to bed to stay.
    	The next morning Taylor could hardly get up. he pushed the
    last minute before getting ready for school. He took a shower and
    barely took the time to even look in the mirror before heading out
    the door to catch the bus. Then it hit him about his homework as
    he heard the bus starting to pull in their neighborhood. So he ran
    upstairs and grabbed the paper and stuck it in a pocket of his
    book bag and ran back down to catch the bus. After homeroom he had
    English class and unexpectedly Mr. White wanted the weekend's
    homework first. Taylor was sure glad he didn't wait to try and do
    it in class. Mr. White had them read other examples of how authors
    use different words to keep from being repetitive while he
    evaluated the papers.
    	Toward the end of class he told the students how disappointed
    that he was in their efforts. He would always start with the best
    scores and go down the list, which caused the worst ones to suffer
    the agony of anticipation. Taylor kept listening for his name, but
    Mr. White had already gone through all the A's and B's, he thought
    he did better than that even if it was a last-minute effort. Then
    the C' and D's. Damned, he must have missed mine somewhere he
    thought. Just as that thought occurred he heard Mr. Lawson F+.
    What the hell was that he thought.
    	"Mr. Hanson would have made an A for sure, if he had bothered
    to do the other half of his homework", Mr. White rang out. "But I
    have to give him the benefit of a + for his quality choice of the
    word he did use. In all my years teaching no one has ever chosen
    this one and it's a winner- --Plastic Pants." With that everyone
    started laughing and Taylor felt like melting into nothing. Then
    Mr. White read aloud very slowly to the class a few of his choices
    and he sure had everyone's attention. After about six words, he
    started asking the class if they knew any more and then one of the
    girls said plastic panties and the laughter was even louder it
    seemed.
    	"Very good Ms. Abbott, you must have helped Mr. Hanson with
    his homework," Mr. White acknowledged, as the class exploded with
    laughter.
    	"Any more?" he asked the class and everyone calmed down as he
    went back to the list one by one. Taylor tried his best to play
    along with it like it was a joke but deep down he was dying.
    	The next two classes were just a blur to him. Taylor had no
    idea what was going on around him, because he was so lost in his
    thoughts. When lunch came Taylor thought the best thing was to
    just keep acting like nothing was different, as he sat down at
    same table he did the previous two weeks. The same five boys were
    already there by the time he got his lunch and soon another would
    join them that was still in the food line. As he bit into his
    hamburger everything seemed normal. Computer games were the usual
    topic and Brad kept going into detail. Then Josh stated, "Hey Tay,
    I hear you confessed to being a diaper boy in English today!"
    	Oh no, Josh didn't even have that class and he knew. It was
    all he could do to swallow. That got the other boys attention and
    everyone was all ears as David gave the play by play. He was in
    that class and Taylor was hoping he wouldn't say anything, much
    less an eyewitness account. The boys at the table were really into
    the story and were having fun with it.
    	"OK, OK it was just a joke! I just wanted Mr. White to
    realize how stupid that assignment was, that's all." Taylor spoke
    with a tone of frustration. Then Michael said, " YEAH RIGHT!!!,
    don't get your PAM...PERS in a wad TAYTAY." Then Josh asked
    Taylor, "HUGGIES or LUVS?" and then went on to give his opinion
    that personally he liked HUGGIES better because they could hold
    more pee.
    	Everyone was almost rolling as Taylor sat there wanting to
    leave, yet afraid to move at the same time. David then threw in
    his shot, "What's the matter TAYTAY." "You're awful quiet, did you
    just go poo poo in your dipee and what is it? PWASTIC PANTIES?"
    	"C'mon guys, give it up," he pleaded. Brad then changed the
    conversation back to video games after seeing Taylor had reached
    his breaking point.
    	The rest of the day at school took forever and Taylor could
    hear every snicker and took it everyone found out about his very,
    very personal secret. This was the worst day of his life. He went
    home and cried for hours. His mom knew something had gone very
    wrong at school for him, but there was no way he could talk about
    it, because they would be so ashamed of him. How could he have
    been so careless? Complicating things further, the fourteen year
    old shared the same name of a famous teen heart throb and he was
    already the subject of ridicule on that alone. Boys were
    constantly asking him where Zac was, if he could sing, and other
    negative remarks. What made things worse for him was he looked
    very similar to the famous Taylor Hanson. Long blonde hair, green
    eyes, boyish face, average size and no defined muscles. Over the
    summer he dyed his hair jet black, spiked it on top and trimmed it
    short on the sides to escape this connection and create his own
    image. He was finally getting everyone used to his new look and
    now this.
    	The next morning Taylor just wanted to stay in bed and play
    sick, but he knew that would only cause further attention and
    eventually he would have to face everyone. He dreaded English
    class more than anything. How would they react? What would they
    say? Would Mr. White say anything else? Class went better than
    expected. Mr. White turned his sarcastic attention to others in
    his class and at least it took the heat off him. The next two
    classes were also uneventful. It was already lunchtime and the
    word "diaper" was yet to be spoke in his presence, though he was
    sure he had not heard the last of it. Taylor just couldn't bring
    himself to sit at the same table for lunch. He didn't know anyone
    to sit with since they all started hanging together in Middle
    School, but he just couldn't take anymore. They were supposed to
    be his friend and they hurt him bad, though, he knew they didn't
    mean any harm. Taylor saw an empty table and went for it once he
    got his food.
    	Taylor sat there eating for a few minutes only glancing up
    occasionally at the table he used to sit at. His attention was
    broke by a sweet voice asking him if it was OK if she ate with
    him. It was Jessica from his English and Geometry class. Taylor
    welcomed the company and was very polite. They talked just idle
    chit chat about school and what they did over the summer. Jessica
    told him that she liked his new look very much and thought it was
    very cute. Taylor smiled and told Jessica that she was very
    beautiful. If anything that was an understatement. She had long
    auburn hair, pure brown eyes, and dark, smooth skin that
    contrasted nicely with her pearly white teeth. No wonder her teeth
    were so perfect as Taylor learned her father was the same dentist
    that he visited.
    	"So what do you think of Mr. White?" she asked Taylor. He was
    still trying to be low key and said,
    	"I dunno, I guess he's alright?" Jessica said, "Well I'm glad
    you think so, because I think he's a jerk. My sister told me he
    was like that and I am already sick of his act?"
    	Taylor opened up a little more by saying, "Yeah I don't know
    what his problem is either." Jessica went on to tell Taylor how
    bad she felt for him yesterday and how he should have kept that
    private. Taylor then assured her that it was just a joke. Jessica
    then told Taylor how impressed she was with him for the way he
    handled himself by staying kewl under pressure. Taylor blew it off
    by acting like that was his plan all along and knew it would get
    laughs.
    	Jessica said, "Well then, I'll have to add a great sense of
    humor, too." Jessica knew deep down that he had accidentally
    turned in the wrong paper. She had been very worried about him for
    over a day and was one of the few girls who did not find Mr.
    White's act amusing. She then invited Taylor over to study and he
    gladly accepted.
    	Over the next few months they became the best of friends as
    they took turns studying at each other's house. Their grades were
    at the top of their classes. Her parents loved Taylor just as much
    as she did it seemed. He was so caring, warm, and polite. They
    began to go steady and fall deeper in love. Taylor asked her once,
    "Why did you choose me out of all the other boys? It's not like
    I'm the strongest, smartest, or best looking."
    	"She told him, "Well I guess not, but you the best overall
    and after all how many girls can claim Taylor Hanson as their
    boyfriend?"
    	When Taylor reached his fifteenth birthday she gave him a
    present in private. When he opened it up he discovered four thick
    white cloth diapers and three pairs of plastic pants. He couldn't
    believe it, she understood him. He was so happy. They hugged and
    kissed passionately and then she diapered him. It was the first
    time they saw each other naked. As she looked at Taylor's diaper
    she could see that he was a very excited boy. She rubbed her hands
    over his slick plastic panties and soon Taylor lost his boyjuice
    into the fluffy material. It was the best birthday of his life.

    Part 2

    	Taylor was very excited about his 15th birthday present. He
    kept looking in the box his diapers and plastic pants were wrapped
    in on the way back home. Occasionally, he would rub his fingers
    over the soft cotton birdseye diapers and then over the slick baby
    pants. He felt his little member stiffen as he walked just
    thinking of how much fun he could have all alone and then with
    Jessica in his diapers. He stashed them in the shrubs before going
    inside his home.
    	Nothing had been said to him in awhile, but one day in gym
    class he got the message that his episode in Mr. White's class
    would never be forgotten. He found three Pampers taped to his
    locker. When he reached it everyone was watching him and all the
    boys started laughing. Why? He never did anything to hurt anyone.
    He pulled the baby diapers loose and put them inside his locker
    and proceeded to change. One boy named Eric started calling him a
    diaperboy. He just tried to ignore him. Then one of that boy's
    friends, named Chad said, "Hey look, he has big boy undies. Does
    your mama know you ain't wearing your Huggies."
    	All the other boys seemed to be enjoying the remarks as they
    laughed. Taylor almost felt like crying. Then Eric said, "We can't
    have you pooping in your panties little boy. So show us how you
    diaper yourself." Taylor quickly pulled up his blue jeans and
    walked away to laughter. When he got home he cried. Everything
    seemed to be going so well until today. They will always view me
    as a diaperboy, he thought. If only he was stronger and could
    punch those two out they would shut up. Only problem was even if
    he did that people would still think about diapers every time they
    saw him.
    	That night he confided in Jessica. She listened and said that
    it didn't matter. Jessica told him that some girls had said stuff
    to her, but she loved him and didn't care what they thought.
    Taylor started crying again because he didn't realize that and
    told her he couldn't go back there. She told him that she loved
    him because he was brave in English class for hanging in there and
    that he wouldn't let her down.
    	"So what should I do?" he asked. As she was cheering him up
    she said, "You know what you ought to do?" She went on to tell him
    that he should wear his diapers to school and just let them take a
    good look at you.
    	 Taylor cried himself to sleep that night. The next morning
    he just didn't know what to do. He decided to play hooky and act
    sick. Taylor was able to pull it off and told his mom that he
    would be OK alone. After she left he got his diapers out of his
    closet and pinned two together. Then he pulled on waterproof
    panties and lay back down. After watching some cartoons he felt
    the urge to pee and let go while laying down. The pee felt so warm
    and nice as it flowed all over the front and back of his diaper.
    After checking to make sure his diaper didn't leak he lay back and
    fell asleep in his pissy diaper.
    	A few hours later the phone woke him. It was Jessica and she
    told him how disappointed she was that he couldn't face the Gym
    class and say so what, who cares. Taylor was really hurt. If only
    she knew how bad it was for me there. Taylor was miserable the
    rest of the day in his diapers. After using the other set he
    washed them before his parents got home.
    	The next day he decided to heed her advice. Taylor diapered
    himself thickly. This time he used three diapers under his baby
    pants. Then he pulled on a black with red-trim nylon wind suit. As
    he looked all about from every angle in the mirror his diaper
    bulge was quite pronounced. Taylor looked more appropriate for
    pre-school than a freshmen in high school. Before the day was out
    everyone who had any doubts would certainly know he was a real
    diaperboy for sure. The first test would be homeroom. Would anyone
    say anything? Taylor had already thought up some great comebacks
    to most situations he might encounter. Homeroom went much like
    getting on the bus. No one said anything if they did notice.
    Perhaps his diaper bulge wasn't as noticeable as he thought. Of
    course he felt the inside story with every step from the thickness
    of his diapers pressed snugly against his thighs. He didn't even
    hear whispers as his ears were on full alert. The first class
    would be English. His heart raced at the anticipation of what Mr.
    White might say.
    	They were studying Shakespeare and each kid would have to
    take turns quoting parts from Romeo and Juliet. About halfway
    through the class he kept waiting his turn and finally Taylor had
    to stand up and recite "A rose by any other name would smell as
    sweet." and then he started to sit back down. Mr. White asked him
    to stand again.
    	"Mr. Hanson, it appears you have gained a little weight.
    Maybe you have been doing too much homework."
    	All the kids started laughing as they understood the hint.
    "Anything to make a good grade for my favorite teacher," he
    answered. Which was also met with laughter at the sarcasm.
    	"So what is Mr. Shakespeare saying in that quote, Mr Hanson?"
    	"That words really don't mean anything, because you are what
    you are," Taylor replied.
    	"Close, Mr. Hanson, but let me give another example you might
    understand. 'A diaper by any other name would smell just as
    foul.'"
    	The class was really getting into it now. No one had fallen
    asleep due to boredom.
    	"So in other words, if boxers were called diapers and diapers
    were called boxers, babies would need to get their boxers
    changed," Taylor answered.
    	"Precisely, Mr. Hanson!" the teacher said.
    	"Well then, Mr. White, I think you need to get your diaper
    changed because you are beginning to stink!!" and then Taylor held
    his nose to give the visual.
    	Mr. White stepped back and applauded and grinned. Everyone
    was laughing real hard and Mr. White told the group to watch it or
    they would wet their pants. Then he told them to just go ahead
    since they were all wearing diapers according to Mr. Hanson. After
    class was over several of the kids told Taylor how kewl he was in
    nailing Mr. White. The next two classes were uneventful but he
    thought he heard whispers of the word diaper.
    	When lunch came his girlfriend came over and kissed him. She
    was just so impressed at the way he handled Mr. White. She told
    him that she was glad the little crybaby got over his 24 hour flu.
    Taylor smiled his sexy smile at her. He then went on to say that
    Gym class was what really had him nervous.
    	"So how hard is it when you have to take them off to go pee?"
    Jessica asked him.
    	"Well I haven't exactly gone to the bathroom," Taylor
    answered.
    	"Aren't you about to bust, Tay?"
    	No actually I took care of that," he replied. Then a light
    went off in Jessica's head as she stated, "No, you didn't?"
    	Taylor grinned his sexy smile and she laughed.
    	"Oh my god, how does it feel?" Jessica inquired.
    	"Great actually!" he answered. Jessica thought having a 15
    year old boyfriend in wet diapers was just too kewl. If she could
    she would change him into fresh dipees on the spot, but knew
    Taylor probably liked pee pee diapers better anyway.

    Part 3

    	After lunch, Taylor had gym class. The dark spiked hair teen
    really felt nervous about going into that situation. Two days
    earlier he was teased as he found three Pampers taped to his
    locker. In an effort to keep down everyone from noticing them he
    had removed them and quickly stuffed them in his locker. Eric and
    Chad made sure everyone knew about his diapers as they teased him.
    Since the rumor was still alive and well around the school, Taylor
    decided to just go ahead and show the world his baby diapers.
    Perhaps this would be better than humping up in a corner and
    crying about his dark secret being discovered. This was sure going
    to take some courage and his heart was pounding faster as he
    walked toward the far end of the building. He knew Eric and Chad
    would really try to get to him, but how would the other boys
    react? Would they all turn on him and beat him up? Would everyone
    laugh? or would everyone be so shocked too say anything. It
    certainly isn't every day a 15 year old boy drops his pants in
    P.E. to expose diapers and plastic panties. If anyone dared they
    surely wouldn't expose a wet dipee on top of that.
    	As he continued, he could really feel the wad of pissy cloth
    pressing tightly against his inner thighs. Just then he heard
    Aaron running up to him from behind. They were in a couple classes
    together and usually changed clothes on the same bench in P.E. He
    hoped that Aaron wouldn't be embarrassed to be seen with him after
    what he was about to reveal. Aaron was a very cute smallish brown
    haired boy who was real smart. He wore glasses and hated them. He
    warned Taylor that Chad and Eric had been mouthing off all day
    yesterday how "you were probably home jerking off in your diapers
    yesterday since you didn't show up."
    	Taylor said, "that's why I'm gonna give 'em a good look
    today.
    	Aaron asked, "I heard you were wearing diapers today, but I
    just couldn't believe it. That's so kewl, Tay"
    	Taylor smiled. It sounded like Aaron wouldn't mind
    associating with a known diaper boy. Then they turned the corner
    and into the smelly damp locker room they went.
    	As they entered they heard, "Well, well if it ain't our
    little diaper boy!!" and the other boys laughed.
    	"Hey Tay Tay show us your cute wittle dipees you got on!!" as
    Eric added another statement from across the room.
    	Taylor then took his T-shirt off, exposing his smooth boyish
    non-muscular chest as he heard Chad whistle his approval like he
    was watching a female stripper. The rest of the boys chuckled and
    a few even whistled as well. Taylor continued acting like he was
    ignoring them although he felt a rush of blood to his face. He
    knew every pair of the boys' eyes were anticipating his next move
    which would be the releasing of the drawstring on his nylon
    windsuit and pulling it down. When he pulled them off he was left
    standing there in his white socks and baby pants. Taylor looked up
    to see if the mass was about to pounce him, but instead they all
    clapped their approval as Eric led the way and so Taylor played
    along as he twisted his hips to flaunt his diapered condition.
    	About that time the coach walked in to see what was going on
    and Taylor pulled his white gym shorts up quickly. Luckily the
    coach didn't notice him as he was focussed in Eric and Chad's
    direction. After that the teen boy pulled on his red school T-
    shirt. His white shorts were very short anyway, so the diapers
    looked really pronounced, especially in behind when he bent over
    to finish tying his white high-top tennis shoes. At least his red
    shirt had some length to it, but his long gangly legs were really
    emphasized. Aaron caught up with his friend as Taylor headed into
    the gym. He never said anything about his diapers. It was like
    Aaron was used to seeing this sight and was no big deal. Taylor
    expected the situation to be much worse.
    	It had been raining so instead of going out to the track the
    boys and girls would run relays in sets of four with two boys and
    two girls. Just Taylor's luck as he got Chad on his team. Two
    girls that were on the junior varsity cheerleading squad was also
    teamed up with them. They were lined up against another group
    which consisted of Eric the Redneck of all things. As the first
    girl took off he heard them giggling and Taylor was wondering if
    the girl behind him was being made aware of his diapers by those
    to jerks as if it needed any advertising anyway. Just as she came
    back to hand off the eraser Taylor began to run from his hunkered
    down position, but fell immediately. Chad had grabbed at the
    bottom of his shorts causing them to pull down around his ankles
    causing him to trip. Now the long lean dark haired teen boy lay
    sprawled out on the gym floor face down with his plastic panties
    in plain view of everyone. Not only was there boyish laughter to
    deal with, but high-pitched girls giggling. Taylor felt his diaper
    warm up as he helplessly pissed it again. Maybe it was the impact
    of the fall or the sheer embarrassment of the moment that caused
    this, but none the less the boy could not pull up his shorts until
    his wetting was complete and it seemed to take forever. The girl
    in behind him got the best view as she cupped her mouth with her
    hands as she announced that, "Oh no, he is really pissing in his
    diapers."
    	Taylor then tried to get up and run, but was still tangled up
    in his white shorts and quickly bent over to pull them up. Not
    seeing what Chad had done the coach went and grabbed Taylor and
    walked him back to the locker room. He could tell by the firm grip
    on his shoulder he was in big trouble. The floor burns on his
    knees stung as well.
    	Once back there the coach asked Taylor what the deal was with
    diapers. Taylor didn't know what to say and he told him that he
    could explain it to the vice principal then, and to get dressed
    back into his regular clothes after taking a shower to rid himself
    of the pissy baby smell and to wait there 'til the end of the
    period. Taylor was quite upset. He couldn't stand to think he was
    about to be in real trouble with his parents, while the kids that
    started it all were innocent in the eyes of the coach. Taylor
    decided to get his money's worth if he was going to be in trouble.
    He grabbed the soap and smeared it all over the floor where Chad
    and Eric changed. They probably would at least bust their smart
    butts like he did. Taylor decided that he shouldn't re-pin his
    diapers under the circumstances, so he pulled on his black nylon
    windsuit with nothing else under it. Several minutes later the
    boys started pouring in. Eric and Chad were the last ones.
    	"Hey it's the diaper boy. I hope you know your sexy little
    panties just about drove all the girls horny, Tay Tay", Eric
    stated.
    	Chad laughed and said, "Oh yeah, diaper butt gave me a boner
    as well."
    	Taylor told them to get out of his face and everyone was
    expecting a fight at any minute, but they left as requested
    laughing all the way. Then after snapping another smaller boy with
    a towel they ran back to where they changed and went down in a
    heap. Poetic justice was served as Eric pissed all over his white
    shorts as everyone remained quiet. Then, almost out of instinct,
    Taylor threw his wad of pissy cloth diapers and hit Chad as Taylor
    announced that he needed to change his friend since seeing boys in
    wet diapers gave him such a big boner. Then a "ooooohhh" sound
    occurred and the two bullies got up to take care of business, but
    Taylor scampered out the door and their was no way Eric would
    continue the chase having gone pee pee in his shorts.
    	Taylor was caught by the coach again. Then it was off to the
    vice principal and three licks were the result. The thin layer of
    nylon didn't provide any protection from the wooden paddle. Taylor
    wished he had his diapers but at the same time the thought of Chad
    using them to change Eric was really kewl even though he knew that
    wouldn't actually happen.

    Part 4

    	When Taylor left the vice-principal's office he was ready for
    this day to be over. Only one more class to go, he thought, as he
    still felt the sting of the paddle with every step. He was worried
    as to what would happen to him at home. Before kids got paddled
    their guardians had to be notified and he would probably go crazy
    on him. He wanted school to end but dreaded going home even worse.
    	Taylor sat in his usual seat beside Aaron and he kept telling
    him how kewl it was of him to take out Eric the way he did in Gym
    class. Aaron wanted Taylor to come over after school but while he
    appreciated the offer he figured that he would be grounded
    forever. Before getting on the bus Jessica approached him and
    kissed him for being so brave. On the bus many kids teased him by
    saying diapers quite often. Taylor knew they were aimed for him
    and there was no going back now because everyone knew he was a
    full-fledged diaper boy.
    	When he went home his dad was already there and asked him
    about what had happened in school. Taylor broke down and went to
    his room in a hurry instead. Taylor's dad did not know what to
    think. Something had to be majorly wrong for his son to become as
    desperate as to wear diapers to school. As a parent there are
    times you lay down the law and others where you have to listen
    with a wanting to understand and since the firm approach in the
    past had obviously not discouraged his son's desire for diapers it
    was now time to listen. He went to his son's room and told him
    that he wasn't mad and just wanted to try and understand. After
    several minutes of pleading with Taylor he emerged with eyes still
    reddened. His dad hugged him and every gentle question was
    answered with complete honesty. Taylor revealed that he had always
    loved diapers growing up. His dad was surprised because he thought
    this had just started at puberty. His dad asked about how things
    were with Jessica and if she found out. Taylor explained that she
    knew all along and supported him which surprised his dad further.
    	"So does she wear them too?" he asked.
    	"No, mostly boys do this," he explained to his dad. Taylor
    then revealed that she had bought him diapers for his birthday and
    he liked her and all but wasn't really attracted to he in a sexual
    way.
    	"That's Ok, Taylor, some boys just take longer that's all,"
    his dad assured him. "So do you think you are gay?" his dad asked.
    	"No, I mean I just don't know, it's all just so confusing,"
    Taylor muttered. His dad said it didn't matter either way. He just
    loved him and wants to help him if he can.
    	Taylor asked if he was grounded and his dad told him that he
    wasn't since he had come clean about it all. He then told him that
    Aaron wanted him to go over to his house and his dad told him that
    after they ate that would be fine. After supper was over, Taylor
    went to Aaron's home. This gave his dad a chance to break the news
    to his wife. They decided that Taylor needed to see a psychiatrist
    since they were clueless on what to do about a son that had a
    desire to wear diapers.
    	When Taylor met Aaron at home he thought his pants were kind
    of bulky looking but didn't want to say anything to him. Finally
    the boys settled in for video games and Aaron revealed that he,
    too, was a diaper boy. Taylor said he thought his pants were kind
    of bulgy. I never knew he revealed to Aaron.
    	"That's 'cause I don't dare wear them to school like you did,
    dude," he said. "So how long you been wearing diapers, A?" Taylor
    asked.
    	"All my life, really. My parents let me wear them at home and
    always have since being potty trained. They used to just stock my
    drawers with Pampers, Luvs and Huggies, but now since I don't fit
    them very good I wear cloth ones.
    	"KEWL, so let me see if, you don't mind," Taylor requested.
    	"Thought you'd never ask," Aaron commented while pulling his
    pants down. Now Aaron was standing there in thick white cloth baby
    diapers covered by plastic panties. Taylor felt a stirring in his
    pants as he came to full tent at the sight of his fellow classmate
    who was a diaper boy like himself. Aaron looked incredibly cute
    with his dark brown hair and glasses. With his smallish frame he
    looked like so many of the pics Taylor enjoyed looking at so much.
    Aaron took notice of his friends tented condition and Taylor tried
    to hide it best he could. What would Aaron think if he noticed he
    thought.
    	"So next time wear your diapers over here, Tay," Aaron
    encouraged. The thought excited him but he didn't know how to
    answer him.

    Part 5

    	Everything seemed to be working out for Taylor. His dad, who
    was once strictly forbidding his son to wear diapers, now had a
    degree of understanding about his son's feelings. Up until now
    Jessica was the only one he could confide in but now he had
    learned that Aaron was a diaper boy as well. That night as Taylor
    lay in bed, the image of Aaron standing there in diapers kept
    running through his mind. Taylor was wishing that he had put a
    diaper on as this erotic image played over and over. In the soft
    glow of his light on his bedstand, Taylor looked down at his white
    Calvin Klein basic style underpants as his peener poked upward. He
    could not help but rub his smooth hand over the outside of his
    briefs as he maintained his condition. Taylor looked up at the
    ceiling as he changed the focus of his eyes and went back to
    thinking of his diapered friend. He continued teasing himself as
    he pondered whether Aaron was at this very moment wearing the same
    diaper he had earlier seen him wearing. If it was surely it was at
    least pissy by now. Taylor then rubbed more vigorously with both
    hands and soon he was pumping his boyjuice into his underpants.
    	Afterwards, Taylor felt so weird about what he was thinking
    about. While the thought was erotic as possible. What did it all
    mean? Why were those thoughts about a boy? Taylor knew he had a
    very gorgeous girlfriend and knew those thoughts in his young mind
    should have been directed towards her. While the thoughts of being
    changed by Jessica was exciting it just could not compare to
    seeing Aaron with a diaper on. The weird feelings of masturbating
    to something that seemed so wrong was not new to this confused boy
    of 15. He had always longed to be put back in baby diapers
    throughout his childhood. He remembered being put back into
    diapers when he took the stomach flu when he was five years old
    and how the feeling was awesome despite the effects of his
    illness. He remembered how he even wet them on purpose as he began
    to recover. For weeks thereafter he begged to get to wear them and
    finally his mom gave in to his wishes since they didn't know of
    anyone else they could give his leftover extra large Huggies
    diapers to that had just hit the market. Taylor was a child in
    heaven as he used the remaining diapers as if he was two instead
    of five. He even loaded a few which really disgusted his parents
    because they didn't mind him going pee pee in them but
    intentionally pooping was out of the question. The first time he
    filled his Huggies his mom cleaned him up and gave him a complete
    diaper change despite reminding Taylor that he was too big to do
    that. The next time he crapped in his diaper his dad told him to
    clean his own self up which Taylor reluctantly tried. They made
    him put on big boy underpants to discourage that but the joke was
    on his parents as his Power Ranger underpants soon had severe skid
    marks from his poor effort.
    	The next day came and Taylor was allowed to use up his final
    Huggies diaper of his childhood. He made sure to get his money's
    worth as he wet it twice before loading it. Taylor reflected on
    the neat feeling as he sat down and the contents of his diaper
    smeared against his smooth five year old butt, causing the diaper
    to become glued to him as he tried to shake it free. Taylor kept
    asking his mom to buy him more diapers for most of the next year
    whenever they were in a store that sold baby supplies. The answer
    was always, "No you are a big boy and big boys don't wear
    diapers." Taylor finally quit asking after the time he made the
    same request and some other women shoppers gave his mom a funny
    look and shook their head. Taylor was scolded all the way home and
    his dad spanked him once they got there. His request to wear
    diapers had gone from cute to embarrassing and soon not even the
    question was tolerated.
    	Taylor got a computer when he was 13 and he started visiting
    diaper sites immediately. While he always sneaked peeks at diaper
    commercials and the few times he was around children still wearing
    them, he could now stare at wonderful pictures of the same without
    the fear of being thought a little weirdo. While all of his
    friends were celebrating there entrance into the teenage years,
    Taylor kept thinking how neat it would be to be one of those
    little kids. He knew their diapers must really feel great and they
    all looked so happy. Why not? Using a diaper for its intended
    purpose was the greatest feeling on Earth. It didn't take long
    before the kid found places where he could buy diapers. Soon
    Taylor had ordered himself cloth diapers and waterproof panties to
    fit a kid of his size as he began to indulge further. When Taylor
    pinned on the thick diaper and pulled up his panties he was soon
    in for the greatest surprise of his young life. Taylor just
    couldn't wait to pee in his new diaper and recapture the great
    feeling that he had longed to have for eight years. The problem
    was his peener was too big and he had saved up a bladder-full and
    couldn't wait. Taylor began attempting to squeeze it down to size
    and now a convulsion was the result. He thought he had hurt
    himself but at the same time this strange feeling was incredibly
    pleasant. What had he done to himself? The blonde boy unpinned one
    side and immediately surveyed the damage. His peener was back to
    normal kid size and something had oozed out but it didn't appear
    to be pee pee. Then Taylor smiled as he realized that it must be
    sperm. He was a big boy for sure and the feeling wasn't too bad.
    He had heard of boys doing this type of thing to Playboys but this
    was a diaper. "Oh well" Taylor soon peed in his diaper after
    pinning it back in place and pulling up the plastic panties. The
    blonde headed youngster was now enjoying being a toddler once
    again as the warmth inside his dipee spread all around his crotch.
    This pattern of behavior continued except he usually peed in his
    diaper before getting his rocks off. Then Taylor's diapers were
    discovered and destroyed. For a long time the only sexual relief
    he could get was when he read stories at Deekers Teenbaby Website
    or looked at pictures of boys in diapers at one of the many links.
    Usually he did this late at night because it was plain to him that
    what he was doing was wrong to everyone else, yet it all felt so
    good to stop.
    	Now that a couple years had passed his dad seemed to be more
    understanding by his reaction to him being discovered wearing
    diapers to school. Taylor could hardly wait to get to know Aaron
    better. Maybe he would wear a diaper to his house the next time.
    That seemed really kewl as he felt his peener twitch again.

    Part 6

    	When Taylor awakened the next morning to his alarm clock, he
    was like most any other 15 year old boy. His peener was rock hard
    though he could not recall anything special about any dream that
    would cause this to happen. Like most teenagers, he dreaded
    getting ready for school, because given the chance he could likely
    sleep until late in the morning. That was something that the kid
    was used to doing on the weekends. Wearily, he stretched and
    rubbed the sleep from his green eyes before turning over onto his
    other side. The spiked dark haired boy could feel the firmness of
    his penis as it rubbed up against the sheet beneath him pressed
    firmly by the weight of his trim 125 pound body.
    	Taylor started thinking about visions that aroused him
    sexually, while in this condition. Normally, these thoughts
    involved seeing a younger boy of two or three in diapers.
    Sometimes an image from the net would work well for him to find
    his much-needed release. Other times he replayed a first hand
    sighting over and over to he found his climax point. One of
    Taylor's favorites occurred during the hot summer at a family
    reunion. One of his first cousins had twin little boys who were
    both still in diapers at the age of three. Taylor noticed that one
    of the boys' Pampers was wet and the little blondie didn't seem to
    mind at all as he smiled cutely back at him. Taylor took notice of
    the other blondie's diaper but it appeared to be dry, though it
    was a quick glance as Taylor didn't want to get caught looking.
    	Before long another woman who looked to be 25 came up to
    their mother and made a big fuss over them as she picked them up
    for a quick hug and peck on their plump cheeks. Taylor learned
    their true age, when the ladies started in on the topic of potty-
    training, which made him all ears, though he pretended to have his
    attention elsewhere. She talked like she was an expert on the
    subject as she proudly proclaimed to have her daughter out of
    diapers at 30 months. The mother of the two twins reminded her
    that boys were something else when it came to potty-training from
    what she had heard and now she believed it. She told the other mom
    that they were getting there at home, but when they were out like
    this it just wasn't worth putting up with the wet or poopy pants
    that were bound to happen from their experience. To make matters
    worse if one does it the other seems to do it as well for some
    reason.
    	About that time, Taylor noticed the little blondie who was
    still dry was beginning to rub the outside of his diaper and cross
    his legs. Soon he was saying ,"Mommy go pee pee" and his mom
    looked at the other lady and said, "See what I mean?" Not wanting
    to run off from the conversation, she barely acknowledged his plea
    with "It's OK, honey, you're wearing a diapee." The boy was trying
    to hold it in, but had no choice as the yellow liquid was now
    squirting helplessly into his Pampers diaper. Taylor sat there
    with a bulge in his pants from that incredible site and crossed
    his legs in an effort to hide it. The ladies continued talking
    more and Taylor was in heaven as he watched the two little boys
    chase each other and giggle. They were good size and could run
    rather quickly with their white diapered butts flashing in the
    sunlight. Even the backsides of their diapers were visibly wet in
    color and he would have given anything if he could go back to 1988
    when he was three and running around in a similar diapered
    condition. Taylor kept thinking about how great those thick-assed
    Huggies used to feel on his butt at their age. All of this ended
    when their mom led both boys away toward the family van. Both boys
    wanted to keep playing and whined as they knew they were going
    there to have their pee pee diapers changed. This vision was
    replayed in Taylor's mind for months to cum and would no doubt
    still be there a long, long time to cum still.
    	Soon he heard a knock at his door as his mom reminded him
    that he needed to get up or he would be late for the bus. Taylor
    was actually looking forward to school once he thought about being
    able to talk to Aaron. He started thinking about seeing him with
    an exposed diaper the day before and he was feeling very excited.
    Taylor rolled out beneath the covers and sat on the side of his
    bed clad only in a blue t-shirt and white Calvin Klein underpants
    and ankle socks. His peener was at full attention as the dark-
    haired youngster admired himself in the mirror. Taylor ran his
    fingers through his hair with gel so he could maintain that spiked
    look that he liked to maintain. Then he pulled over a hooded Old
    Navy gray shirt and primped some more. This time Taylor turned to
    the side and run his hand over his firm butt as he bent over to
    make it more pronounced. If only he was wearing a diaper the look
    would be complete. While the cotton of his underpants felt good to
    his touch, the feeling of the plastic backing of a disposable or
    plastic panties would feel ten times better to his gentle caress.
    Taylor then began rubbing his member quickly through his
    underpants and the boyjuice was soon leaving it's spot on the
    front part of his briefs extending onto the waistband. Taylor took
    notice of where the cum stain had already dried from the night
    before and smiled. Then he hopped into his blue jeans as he heard
    his mom making her way toward the closed door again.
    	"Get up!!" she yelled and Taylor opened the door as if
    nothing had gone on with himself other than rolling out of bed and
    getting dressed.
    	That day at school was like any other day that he was getting
    used to by now. Occasionally he had to deal with negative remarks
    about being a diaper boy, but for the most part kids didn't say
    much about it. They had their own lives and could have cared less
    what he chose to wear to school under his jeans. Of course Aaron
    wanted to know if Taylor had been brave enough to chance diapers
    again, but Taylor told him that he thought he got his point across
    and they both laughed. Both boys talked in private when they could
    at school, but it was hard to accomplish any lengthy dialog and
    neither was comfortable actually saying the word "diaper" when
    anyone was within earshot at all. Jessica had been trying to make
    conversation with Taylor, but it seemed that he was distracted and
    she began wondering what was wrong with him. The truth was Taylor
    was finding Aaron more attractive due to this diaper thing that
    they had in common. Aaron was a lot like Taylor, in that he was
    somewhat shy, but a very likable and sweet little boy.
    	The boys had a science project that they needed to get
    started on over the weekend and Aaron suggested that perhaps
    Taylor could come by on Saturday morning.
    	"No way, I sleep in that day," he responded. Aaron then told
    him that his dad worked on Saturday and that was when his mom went
    grocery shopping if he wanted to come over in you-know-what. He
    knew "what" could only be "diapers" and the thought was very
    exciting to both 15 year old boys. Taylor realized that this might
    be a chance for them to be diaper boys in privacy and get to know
    each other better without worrying who was looking, so he decided
    that sleeping in could wait until Sunday. That night, Taylor was
    nervous in anticipation. Was Aaron just like him? Or did he want
    more? If he did, what was Taylor supposed to do? He couldn't
    imagine letting his new friend down that shared so much in common.
    Did this mean, he was falling in love with another boy? Was he
    gay? These feelings were so confusing to Taylor. Was Aaron
    thinking the same thoughts at this very moment. One thing was for
    sure it felt good to wear and wet/poop his diapers and the
    thoughts of his cute little friend with brown hair and glasses
    wearing a diaper in front of him was very arousing as his peener
    stiffened more. The dark haired teen closed his bedroom door.
    Taylor then got down his box of diapers from the closet. The boy
    spread out a cloth diaper on the floor and pinned the blue teddy
    bear pins tightly as he sucked in every ounce of air from his
    smooth trim belly to get a snug fit. He stood up and admired the
    perfect diapering job in the mirror. His tanned legs were long and
    smooth. Taylor had not developed as much as most of his classmates
    and the hair on his legs were only noticeable near his ankles.
    Though he was fifteen most would take him as thirteen if they
    didn't know better.
    	The bleach white cloth diaper contrasted neatly against his
    legs. The gray pullover shirt with a hood also added to the look.
    The boy's diaper poked out in the rear from the side view and he
    turned butt toward the mirror for a better sight as he looked over
    his non-muscular shoulders. He hoped that Aaron would love what he
    saw as much as he did. Then while standing on one foot, Taylor
    slipped a foot into the hole of baby pants made much like
    Gerber's, only for older kids and teens just like Taylor. Then
    after pulling them up over his foot he stepped into the other leg
    hole and did the same. Taylor then pulled the plastic panties over
    his diaper and felt incredibly sexy. His erection was pronounced
    in front and soon he was rubbing both hands firmly against the
    plastic pants and semen squirted into the dry cloth diaper
    beneath. Taylor's heart was racing. He then pulled on some shorts
    over his diaper and went to get a drink. Upon returning to his
    room he played a movie he rented and lay there enjoying the
    feeling of a thick fluffy diaper pressed against his butt thinking
    about wearing his diaper to Aaron's house in the morning.

    Part 7

    	The next morning Taylor woke up he was as hard as ever. He
    reached down to feel of himself as he rubbed the outside of his
    plastic panties. They felt so smooth and sexy to the gentle caress
    of his young hands. The thickness of the cloth diapers he was
    wearing under them felt so warm and snug. He wondered if his
    diaper was wet, though he knew it was highly unlikely. He slipped
    his hand under the elastic waistband of his waterproof pants and
    though it was slightly damp from body heat, he could tell that he
    had kept it dry. He then rubbed his hand against the cotton diaper
    and could feel his peener more pronounced.
    	Taylor wanted to lie there and wet his diaper good and enjoy
    the warm erotic feeling as it spread throughout the crotch area
    and into the seat of his thirsty diaper, but decided against it.
    The dark-haired boy was enjoying his new found freedom of being
    allowed to wear diapers anytime he felt like it at home though he
    had not exposed them in view of his parents. He was really feeling
    the urge to pee and hated to do so, knowing that within a few
    hours he would be going to see Aaron in his diapered condition.
    After thinking about it some more the teenager decided to his
    himself good. He knew his dad would not freak out anymore as long
    as he took care of the laundry involved and his room didn't smell
    like a nursery.
    	After getting up and making sure his door was locked as he
    prepared to be naughty, the boy took full examination of himself
    in the mirror. Just like any other teen boy, he loved primping at
    the reflection of the boy who was incredibly sexy. He was wearing
    a red T-shirt that he decided to remove since it concealed the top
    portion of his diaper from his view. The boy quickly disbursed of
    that shirt revealing his tanned smooth chest. Not even a trace of
    puberty was yet to invade there as he briefly rubbed his nipples,
    while looking down at his boyish diaper. Taylor then got out his
    favorite shirt from the back of his dresser drawer. It was a blue
    cut-off T-shirt with a picture of Snoopy swinging a baseball bat
    that he got when he entered Pony League baseball two years
    earlier. The teen could now see his slightly protruding outee
    belly button as well as his plastic pants covered diaper. All of
    this had gotten his peener hardened to the point he was unable to
    make pee pee and he would have to wait for it to soften before
    having more fun. He leaned up against his dresser and closed his
    eyes and let his erotic thoughts go blank so he would be able to
    achieve this. The youngster was quite sure that he would never
    need Viagra because lately his problem seemed quite the opposite.
    Then again some problems are good he thought as a mischievious
    grin appeared below his closed eyes.
    	Soon he could tell that the urge to pee was evident and he
    stood up and prepared to do so in front of his mirror. First only
    a little squirt came out, which was followed by a little more
    until soon a steady stream was flowing throughout the front of his
    diaper. Taylor loved watching how his plastic panties adhered to
    the diaper and the hint of yellow became evident. He continued
    peeing very hard from withholding it during the night and his
    genitals were now quite hot from the fresh pee pee coating them.
    As he continued he watched the crotch of his panties sag from the
    pee pee that had come too quick for his thick diaper to absorb.
    Finally, Taylor felt the stream end except for a few squirts from
    muscle retractions on the end.
    	The teenager then reached down and felt of the plastic pants
    that had trapped the little puddle of pee pee between his smooth
    legs. He enjoyed the feeling of splashing it from side to side
    before setting down on the blue carpeted floor in his room. By
    sitting down on his butt this allowed the puddle to be absorbed
    into the seat of his diaper and allow some more to eventually wick
    it's way up the backside. Taylor's young butt was completely
    soaked and very warm. The dark-haired boy then stood up and turned
    his diapered butt toward the mirror. The sight of this arroused
    him big time and the throbbing penis in fron was now screaming for
    immediate attention. Taylor placed both hands on the outside of
    his gray colored plastic panties and began rubbing up and down
    with gentle pressure and rapid motion. Before any erotic thought
    could possibly begin, he was now releasing squirts of boyjuice
    into his diaper. He continued massaging it until the last drop had
    found it's way to freedom.
    	Taylor was afraid his diaper would leak from the heavy
    wetting, so he decided to change it right away. He slid off his
    waterproof pants first and then undid his left side blue teddy
    bear diaper pin. The diaper was so soaked in front that it flopped
    over revealing his average-sized peener and pubic hair. While his
    peener was not the size of some of his classmates that he had seen
    in Gym class, he was satisfied with it because he liked baby stuff
    ten times more than grownup stuff. The 15 year old clinched his
    legs together, trapping the pissy diaper from hitting the floor as
    he removed the other matching diaper pin. Taylor then entered his
    bathroom clad only in his light blue T-shirt and took a wash cloth
    and thoroughly wiped the damp stickiness of pee pee and boy stuff
    from his diaper area. Although Taylor liked using diapers for
    there intended purpose, he was otherwise more clean than most boys
    his age with his hygiene.
    	The boy now bent over to open the bottom drawer that
    contained his supply of diapers. Just one week ago it was filled
    with useless sweaters. He had it all laid out neatly. White cloth
    diapers to the far left, then plastic panties and baby diaper
    pins. He had just ordered disposables and could not wait until he
    could add those to his collection. He also wanted to purchase baby
    powder, baby oil and baby wipes, but that could wait awhile
    longer. In the drawer up above Taylor had the usual white basic
    briefs and boxers along with socks. Being that it was Saturday and
    his new found diaper friend would be wearing his diapers, the
    middle drawers contents were not an option to be considered.
    	Taylor then laid out three cloth diapers and pinned them in
    place. This was followed by his gray waterproof panties. Then on
    went some baggy clothes that were worn by most of his friends.
    Taylor did not really like this style, but he didn't want to have
    to answer any questions about going over to Aaron's house in
    diapers. The teen watched TV quietly in his room until 9 AM before
    leaving for Aaron's. He didn't want to raise any suspicion about
    being up any earlier than normal. Normal was usually more like
    11AM on Saturday. He barely greeted his mom as he headed out the
    door to his classmate's home. She asked him where he was off to so
    early and asked if he wanted any breakfast and he told her about
    the science project and how this was the only good time that they
    could get together over the weekend.
    	Taylor quickly ran over to Aaron's house. His loose-fitting
    clothing flopped like a flag in the wind with each stride. He
    noticed no cars were present and rang the doorbell. He saw two
    eyes with glasses peek out from the side window and the door soon
    opened. It was Aaron and he was dressed only in a huge sweatshirt
    from what Taylor could see.
    	"Just wake up?", he asked of his new friend.
    	"No I been up awhile, he responded" Taylor sat there
    processing the image and trying to converse at the same time. Was
    Aaron naked under his shirt that extended to mid-thigh? Was he
    wearing a diaper like expected? If so what did it look like? Or
    was it plain ol' underpants and the diapering could come later?
    Aaron told Taylor that they could go up to his room and the 15
    year old's heart raced with anticipation. As Aaron climbed the
    stairs in front of him, this gave Taylor a good vantage point of
    the secret beneath his friends extra large sweatshirt. It was
    white and made a crinkly noise. Both boys then entered Aaron's
    room.
    	"So you wearing your diapers?", Aaron asked.
    	"Oh ya!", Taylor replied as he lowered his pants a little
    revealing the top of his plastic panties.
    	"Kewl!!!, Me too, stated the little brown haired youngster
    with a grin.
    	"I wouldn't know it by that shirt you got on," stated Taylor.
    	Aaron then lifted up his shirt exposing the small Attends
    disposable diaper he was wearing.
    	"You like it?" asked Aaron.
    	Nervously, Taylor said. "Oh Ya!! Where you get them?", asked
    Taylor with a break in his voice.
    	"Mail order," responded Aaron.
    	Taylor revealed that he had some on order, too, since his dad
    had finally given in to Taylor's desire to wear diapers. Aaron
    then encouraged Taylor to take off his clothes and show him the
    diaper that was concealed. Taylor smiled and obliged the request
    and now the two 15 year old boys were looking at each other
    dressed only in diapers as they even removed their shirts as well.
    Both noticed that the other one was still dry as they continued
    with their private talk. Aaron told Taylor that he had good taste
    in diapers.
    	"Really?", replied with a question. "Your plastic pants are
    from V.I.P. I bet," stated Aaron.
    	Taylor was amazed at his friend's prediction. He sure seemed
    to know as much about diapers as him. Both boys then compared
    their stories of when and how they came to love diapers and found
    it amazingly similar. Both boys had great memories of wearing
    diapers as little boys and just managed to hold on to those tender
    feelings as the years passed throughout their boyhood.
    	"So do you like you know, get off in diapers?" asked Taylor.
    Aaron nodded that he did and returned the question to his friend.
    Taylor revealed that his diapers had seen it all.
    	"You mean PPC?" asked Aaron. A puzzled look came on Taylor's
    face.
    	"You know, pssing, pooping, and cumming," stated Aaron.
    Taylor laughed and affirmed the initials. Aaron revealed that he
    loved diapers for everything as well. Aaron then started asking
    his dark spiked haired friend about web sites. They both had so
    much in common. Each loved Deeker's story sites and knew most of
    the lesser known sites by heart. While most boys might be
    comparing their music or sports knowledge, these two teenage boys
    were comparing their diaper knowledge. Aaron was big into chatting
    with other teen babies like him across the country, but this was
    too kewl having one in his own school in which he could relate.
    	The time passed quickly as they started visiting teen diaper
    pic sites. Taylor took notice that Aaron seemed only interested in
    looking at boys in diapers, but didn't say anything. Taylor and
    Aaron were soon highly aroused by all the looking. Both boys
    wanted desperately to stare at each other's diaper but felt weird
    about it. Nonetheless the pictures on the computer had both boys
    quite excited. Taylor then looked up at the clock in Aaron's room
    and asked how much longer it would be until his mom returned.
    Aaron said they probably had a few more minutes.
    	"Why, you 'bout to wet your diaper or something?" asked
    Aaron. Taylor said that sounded like fun and Aaron smiled.
    	"Go for it!!", encouraged Aaron but Taylor said that he
    really wasn't ready.
    	"Geez, and I had my hopes up too," responded Aaron. Taylor
    laughed and said, "I can tell," as he pointed toward the erection
    Aaron had in his disposable diaper. Both boys laughed as Aaron
    touched Taylor's plastic panties and said, "Well what do you call
    that?"
    	Both boys were stunned at what to do next and Aaron told his
    classmate that they better get dressed because his mom might come
    back anytime now. Taylor agreed that it was a good idea. The boys
    got dressed and entered the teen chat in DPF from Aaron's
    computer. In less than tem minutes they heard the door open and
    quickly shut off the computer and acted as if they were studying
    their science project like planned. Taylor stayed on another half
    hour before leaving. He had learned quite a bit today even if it
    wasn't scientific.

    Part 8

    	All during the next week Taylor just couldn't seem to get his
    mind off Aaron and the fun they had at his house over the weekend
    even if it was only an hour or so. Gym class together really
    brought out these feelings much stronger. Eric and Chad's teasing
    didn't seem to bother him as much either. They were always making
    smart remarks and calling him "DIAPER BOY" in an effort to provoke
    a fight. The other boys would snicker at him as well, but Taylor
    knew fighting it was futile because his reputation at school would
    always be tied to diapers. He was just hoping that in the yearbook
    they wouldn't put "diaperboy" in parenthesis under his name or
    vote him most likely to go poopy in his pants.
    	During school Taylor had gone back to wearing regular white
    underpants. Most of the other boys were wearing boxers, but the 15
    year old was tired of trying to match everyone else's fashion in
    his age bracket. He only wore diapers at home and was hoping to
    hang out much more with his new friend Aaron who was ever bit the
    diaperboy that he was even if others didn't know that about him.
    	Aaron always wore basic white briefs when he changed in Gym
    class and they were much more sexy looking in the eyes of Taylor
    and that was biggest reason he decided to ditch his boxers. He
    wondered if his new friend was enjoying looking at him in his new
    undies. Neither boy said much while they changed, but broke an
    occasional smile, each knowing that the other was thinking about
    wearing diapers.
    	Taylor had really become bogged down with homework over the
    next few days. Normally a very good student, he had been spending
    too much time on his computer surfing teen baby sites for pictures
    of boys in diapers and erotic stories. It was such a relief to be
    able to hit Deeker's story site anytime he wanted. In the past he
    was forbidden to visit such places and had to do it late at night
    after his parents thought he was fast asleep. His favorite stories
    were about best friends that got to enjoy diapers together. Boys
    from 10-15 seemed really hot, though he didn't understand why. The
    dark spiked-haired boy was beginning to think that he was gay. Why
    else would he enjoy this so much? While most boys in his grade
    didn't do anything for him, a couple of them seemed cuter than
    Aaron and he liked to imagine them wearing diapers.
    	He knew that this weekend would be a good chance for him to
    get caught up on some reading assignments. He certainly didn't
    want to have his Internet restricted due to falling grades. As
    fate would have it, his parents were going to be gone a few hours
    on Saturday to attend a wedding. They wanted him to come along but
    he kept telling them about how much homework that he needed to
    take care of instead. This made for the perfect opportunity for
    Aaron to come over to his home and he could hardly wait to tell
    him. Taylor told his friend the next day at school and both boys
    could hardly wait for the weekend to come.
    	"So what are we gonna do?" the smaller brown-haired boy asked
    Taylor.
    	"You know, just hang out in dipees if you want?" the dark
    spiked-haired boy replied.
    	Aaron had his toes crossed that would be the answer. He felt
    his peener inch up under his olive cargo jeans. Taylor didn't take
    notice of that because he was feeling his own member stiffen. Each
    boy had just kind of gotten to know each other the last time they
    were diapered together. Friday seemed to drag on forever as each
    anticipated the day ahead.
    	Saturday came and Aaron decided that he would wear cloth
    diapers and plastic pants to Taylor's home. He liked the way they
    looked on his friend and they looked much better than the Attends
    that he was used to wearing at home. He even picked out the VIP
    brand vinyl pants that matched the kind Taylor wore to his home a
    week earlier. He pinned three cloth baby diapers on himself. The
    kid was small enough to wear real baby diapers and they felt so
    warm and snug against his loins as he drew in his tummy for a
    tight fit.
    	Aaron wanted to be a little different, though, and used
    yellow ducky pins. Then the youngster pulled up the plastic pants
    to complete the look. He turned in the mirror and observed from
    every angle making sure the diapers were trapped inside. The boy
    was so highly aroused at the thought of going to Taylor's like
    this that he just had to do something about it. He fell to his
    knees and began rubbing the baby pants. Then, faster and faster as
    his glasses vibrated across the bridge of his little pug nose. He
    was soon squirting good stuff into the top edge of his diaper.
    Then he lay down on the floor, relaxing after his little workout.
    	He looked at the cargo pants that he was going to wear over
    there. Such a shame that he couldn't go over there just wearing
    diapers, but then again someone would probably call the police if
    they saw a 15 year old walking down the street dressed in only a
    diaper from the waist down.
    	Taylor was getting ready as well. He was still waiting for
    his diapers to finish drying in the dryer. His parents had decided
    to make him do his own laundry since he being allowed to wear
    diapers. His mom came into his room to notify him that his
    "things" were done.
    	"Oh OK, mom," he replied. She was still too uncomfortable to
    call them diapers, but both knew what was meant. He had already
    gathered the baby pants before to keep them from getting too hot.
    All that was left was a bunch of white cloth diapers. Taylor went
    and brought them back to his room where he began folding them.
    Occasionally the teenager would bring them up to his nose and
    smell the freshness. They were sparkling white as well. That was
    so amazing considering most had been stained yellow while other s
    had been stained brown. He could not tell which was which and knew
    it only be a matter of time 'til he had them all stained again.
    	Taylor held out the last three and pinned them on his butt
    using his favorite blue teddy bear pins. He just had to inspect
    how the fresh smelling, stunning white cloth diapers looked on his
    butt. As he primped in the mirror. In his haste to get his diapers
    folded he forgot to lock his door behind him. The boy nearly
    jumped out of his skin as he heard his mom's voice come up and
    tell him that they were ready to go and, "here's some money for
    pizza if you want to order one."
    	She was equally surprised by seeing that Taylor had already
    got diapered. This was the first time she had seen her son
    actually wearing diapers since he was a baby and it startled her
    and left her speechless. Taylor ducked around the dresser to hide
    his diapers from her sight, although he knew he was caught red-
    handed or, should I say white-butted. She left almost as soon as
    she appeared and Taylor was left wondering "what did she say?"
    	 The car soon pulled out and as soon as he had waited a few
    minutes, in case they forgot something, before calling Aaron.
    After getting the call Aaron hopped on his bike and rode to
    Taylor's home. His heart was pounding with anticipation as he rang
    the doorbell. His eyeballs widened from behind his glasses at the
    sight before him as the door opened. Taylor was standing there
    dressed only in his diapers and plastic pants and a yellow
    sweatshirt that came just to the top of his diaper. Taylor had dug
    it out of an old stack of clothes. He used to wear it all the time
    when he was 12, but had outgrown it. However, it made for the
    perfect diaper wearing shirt because it really emphasized the
    roundness of his diapers in back and completely exposed them. When
    he stretched his arms upward his sexy little outee belly button
    peeked out from between his diapers and shirt. Being that it was
    long-sleeved his bare long legs really stood out. The kid had fine
    hair which was still working it's way up from his ankles, but
    hadn't invaded the thigh area. Aaron quickly entered the door and
    gazed his friend up and down before saying, "Cute look dude."
    	"Yeah I thought you might like it," answered Taylor with a
    voice still cracking from the effects of puberty. Just like the
    week before at Aaron's house, the boys went straight to Taylor's
    room. Aaron showed his friend a new game he got in case they
    wanted to play video games. As Taylor climbed the stairs in front
    of his friend, Aaron stared to see if his diaper was perhaps wet.
    It still looked dry from the best he could tell.
    	Once in the room Aaron asked if it would be OK if he got more
    comfortable. "Yeah sure", replied Taylor. He thought Aaron was
    going to lie down on his made up bed, but was somewhat surprised
    when he started loosening the belt on his olive colored cargo
    jeans. As they fell to the floor and he kicked them free, Taylor
    took notice that Aaron was wearing thick cloth diapers and plastic
    pants just like him.
    	"I figured you'd be wearing a disposable diaper," stated
    Taylor.
    	"No, I just thought I would wear these today," remarked the
    brown haired boy.
    	"Kewl, they look better anyway," Taylor responded. Aaron
    smiled at the compliment. Not every day that another boy tells you
    that you look good with what you are wearing, let alone a diaper
    of all things.
    	The boys then talked about how kewl it would be if they made
    real baby disposable diapers that fit kids their size. They
    discussed how the crinkle, smell and look of Pampers was better
    than cloth diapers, but the two tapes on adult diapers totally
    killed it. Then they talked how they could get rich if they could
    manufacture such a diaper that was high in demand. While most boys
    their age were dreaming big plans with computer careers they were
    dreaming of being partners in the diaper business for older boys
    who loved baby diapers just like them.
    	"Geez, I knew I shouldn't have drank so much Pepsi this
    morning," stated the spiked-haired Taylor.
    	"So, you 'bout to piss your diaper?" asked Aaron in a babyish
    like teasing tone.
    	"Yeah, I think so, but I feel kinda funny about doing it
    while you're here, though," Taylor answered.
    	"Like I ain't seen a wet diaper," remarked Aaron. "Go ahead
    that's why you are wearing one, Right?" he continued.
    	With that encouragement Taylor, he was able to let loose and
    soon he was peeing in his diaper big-time as his best friend
    watched. Aaron was getting incredibly excited in his own diaper as
    he watched Taylor go pee pee. Soon his plastic pants were clinging
    to the wet diaper underneath and the yellowish tint was quite
    evident.
    	"You done yet, Tay Tay?" Aaron asked as he took notice of the
    wide grin on his best friend's face. After a few more seconds
    passed Taylor admitted that he was now done. All Aaron could do
    was imagine the wonderful wet slick feeling that his friend was
    enjoying especially considering how long it took for him to go wee
    wee.
    	"You're not going to leak, are you?", asked a curious Aaron.
    "We better check just to make sure", Aaron continued.
    	Taylor agreed and stood up. Sure enough, his plastic panties
    had caught a puddle of excess pee pee as they drooped. Aaron took
    his hand and patted the puddle in an effort to get it to absorb
    into the thirsty diaper on his friend's butt. This felt erotic to
    both kids. Aaron was as hard as possible as he slid his hand up
    and down the back of Taylor's slick feeling waterproof panties.
    	Taylor's boner had awakened as well and while it felt weird
    having another boy patting and rubbing his butt, he was enjoying
    it too much to ask him to stop. Finally Aaron let go and sat back
    down in a highly aroused state not knowing what to do next and if
    he had done too much already.
    	"Geez I'm horny as dog!!", admitted Taylor.
    	"You are!, What do you call this!" as Aaron pointed to the
    little peak near the top of his diaper. Taylor took notice that
    his friend was equally aroused and suggested that it might be a
    good idea if they did something about it.
    	"Like what?" asked Aaron in a shaky voice as hormones danced
    throughout his young body. With that Taylor began rubbing himself
    through his baby pants and Aaron started doing himself in similar
    fashion. Taylor's hot pee pee made for perfect conditions as his
    peener was engulfed in wet cotton all around. Soon he was
    squirting boy germs into the pissy diaper as well. Aaron was
    pumping his stuff into his dry diaper shortly after seeing his
    friend beat off. Both boys snickered and giggled at what had just
    happened. This was too much fun.
    	After catching their breath, Aaron popped in the video game
    and both boys lay back on Taylor's bed side by side dressed only
    in diapers and shirts. Taylor thought he would wait awhile before
    changing his diaper. Aaron lay there concentrating on being able
    to wet his diaper.

    Part 9

    	Taylor and Aaron really became the closest of friends. Soon
    both boys were spending as much time together as possible. Each
    figured that their parents might say something about that, but not
    a word was ever uttered to them. Increasingly, they were spending
    the night at each other's home on a regular basis. They had both
    developed a strong crush on each other, but were kind of reserved
    about openly discussing these new feelings. As far as they knew
    the other only viewed the relationship as diaper buddies only and
    with diaper-boys being such a rarity it certainly wasn't worth
    risking saying anything more that might cause an abrupt end to
    their friendship.
    	On one such night that they were over at Taylor's, Aaron
    suggested that writing a diaper story could be a lot of fun. They
    had already been toying with another fun diaper project that was a
    lot of fun. Taylor laughed because he had actually been
    considering writing one himself. Both had become huge fans of
    Deeker's story site and one of their favorite hobbies was
    comparing stories like movie critics. A regular Siskell and Ebert
    for diaper-boys. Aaron had gotten his own camcorder for his
    birthday and they look turns filming each other's thoughts about
    particular stories. Naturally to pose for their own make-believe
    TV show the one rule they came up from the get go was the critic
    had be wearing exposed diapers. They even developed a rating
    system. If a story was horrible in both their minds it got an
    underpants rating. If both boys didn't care about it but didn't
    have strong feelings the rating was a dry diaper. If one liked it
    and the other didn't it got a wet diaper rating. If both boys
    liked the story to the point of taking matters into their own
    hands it got the top rating of poopy diaper. Taylor decided he
    could make a "poopy diaper" story with ease that could top
    anything Aaron could come up with. Aaron bet him that he couldn't
    because he really had a very erotic one in mind that pushed all of
    his hot buttons. The stake was the loser had to purchase diapers
    for the other one. Both shook hands on the deal. They decided that
    the number of hits that the stories got would determine the
    winner.
    	Over the next few days both boys didn't see each other. They
    were both working on their stories in a very secretive manner.
    Aaron sat down to write his story dressed only in his cloth diaper
    and plastic pants. The 15 year old brown haired boy was used to
    going around in diapers at home. The boy had this freedom to
    choose ever since he was potty-trained and he naturally made the
    choice that fit him best. He wore Huggies, Pampers and Luvs as
    long as he could fit them. He would still be wearing one of those
    brand-name diapers if they fit him, but now was pretty much a
    cloth diaper-boy since Attends just didn't cut it. Aaron was one
    very lucky boy to be able to enjoy diapers within the confines of
    his home. He spent a lot of time surfing diaper sites in his spare
    time when he couldn't be with his newfound friend who lived so
    close that was into diapers as much as him.
    	Aaron sat his plastic pants covered diaper butt on the swivel
    chair, adjusted his glasses and began to write. He decided on a
    true story about him and Taylor. He would just juice it up a
    little and change their names. It would be funny to see if Taylor
    would pick up on the story actually being about him as he
    snickered. Picking out names seemed to be the hardest part. He
    finally opted to call Taylor "Chris." He knew that Taylor really
    loved the story "Forever in Diapers" and Chris got him hard just
    thinking about him. Not only that, but Chris evoked the image of a
    blonde-haired diaper-boy and Aaron was really hoping that his
    friend would lose the dark spiked-hair look and return to his
    natural hair color of blonde. Aaron decided to call himself
    "Dylan" because that was one of his favorite diaper-boy names. Not
    only that but he had a cousin who was four years old and still in
    diapers the last time he saw him. He decided to call his story
    "Dylan Loves Chris." [actual story on this page] As the words of
    his true story flowed out the teenager could feel his peener
    stiffen upwards. He used very descriptive language.
    	Taylor likewise started writing his story as well. He really
    liked the stories, "Days At The Lake" and "One Summer's Day", plus
    anything that had brothers in it. Twin brothers were even better
    so he adapted his own story using parts of what he got off on in
    each story. He decided on two six-year-old boys that were being
    babysat by several teen girls that take them to the lake and make
    them wear diapers for their intended purpose and then tease them
    when they do. Instead of disposable diapers they would wear cloth
    diapers and plastic panties. Taylor loved calling them plastic
    panties better, so he planned on using it as often as possible.
    Another story that Taylor found hot was one called "Little
    League." One character that he was particularly fond of was Mitch
    and the way he enjoyed babying his younger brother James. It
    seemed that plastic panties and Mitch really went well together in
    that story. He decided that "Mitch" just had to be one of the
    twins name. A boy that he thought was extra cute in school had
    that name as well. Taylor loved looking at his smooth hairless
    body when they had to take showers in gym class and many times
    would dream of him being a diaper-boy just like him and Aaron
    though he knew that was highly unlikely. Mitch's butt just seemed
    to be so perfect for diapers. The only problem was finding a name
    that rhymed to go with Mitch. He finally opted to go with "Chris"
    who was his favorite boy character by a mile. He called his story
    "Did You 2 Go Uh Oh" [actual story on this page].
    	Both boys finally finished their stories and sent them in.
    Both were sure that the other boy might as well get ready to buy
    diapers. The Sunday update came and the two gathered at Aaron's
    house for the usual "Diaper Critic Show". Taylor showed up wearing
    a nice baby blue button-up shirt with a red tie and blue jeans. He
    was quite handsome looking with his black spiked hair. Both boys
    went up to Aaron's room broke out the camcorder and pulled off
    their pants, leaving them in diapers and their shirts. Aaron
    thought it might be good if he dressed similarly, so he put on a
    white button-up shirt and Looney Tunes tie that his dad got as a
    gag gift. Aaron then sat down and read the stories.
    	"OK which one is yours?" he asked Taylor. Taylor told him it
    was the "Ut Uh" story.
    	"Cute title," responded Aaron. Aaron then let loose and peed
    in his diaper as Taylor filmed him.
    	"Looks like someone I know just went 'uh oh'," he commented
    in more of a boyish giggle than a 15 year old.
    	"Just getting ready," answered Aaron knowing that a wet
    diaper was ten times better than a dry one for the erection that
    was bound to come. Could it be that Taylor had written a story
    like him based on their true experiences? Aaron started reading
    and Taylor focused in a close-up on his friend's plastic panties.
    Sure enough, the erection starting coming up as anticipated. This
    would be too kewl, he thought, when they played it back he thought
    to himself. As Aaron read on the feelings became more intense.
    Soon the brown haired youngster was grabbing his baby pants much
    like a three-year-old trying to hold his pee pee in before an
    unavoidable soon-to-come accidental wetting. As Aaron read about
    Chris helplessly filling the seat of his diapers he felt like was
    about to explode. The girl then said, "did Chrissy just go uh oh?"
    and then Aaron was becoming more active with his young smooth
    hands down there. When another girl announced that Mitch had just
    gone poo poo in his diaper as well Aaron lost it and finished
    beating off. Taylor had just filmed his best friend getting his
    rocks off to a story that he had created.
    	Taylor himself was pushing hard against his own very sexy
    plastic panties as he turned the camera towards his own lower
    half. Then Taylor realized that he didn't want to come until later
    so he asked Aaron to do his thoughts on the "Uh Oh" story. Aaron's
    voice was shaky and he said "All I can say is 'Poopy Diaper Big
    Time.'"
    	"Care to add what you like and don't like about the story?"
    Taylor added.
    	Then, true to being a critic, Aaron said, "the characters
    were very lifelike. Excellent choice of names. The setting was
    described in such detail I felt as if I was in a tree looking down
    upon the whole situation. I was there, man. I was there. The
    content was as erotic as possible. I was hanging on every word."
    	"So what got you off?" Taylor asked.
    	"The part where both boys went poopy at almost the same time
    and the girls gave them a hard time," answered Aaron as he rubbed
    against his plastic pants some more.
    	"OK your turn", demanded Aaron.
    	"Which one's yours?" questioned Taylor.
    	"Guess?" answered Aaron.
    	Mitch studied the story list and thought the process of
    elimination determined that it must be "Dylan Loves Chris" Oh my,
    this sounded good, Taylor thought to himself. He knew that he
    better wet his diaper much like his friend did before reading his.
    Soon the hiss from fresh warm pee could be heard as it flooded the
    spiked-haired teen's diaper. As he read through it he started
    taking notice that this story was about him and Aaron though the
    names had been changed to protect the guilty. Taylor realized that
    Aaron had gone to the trouble of making him "Chris" in the story.
    Taylor began getting flooded by emotions as "Dylan" kept telling
    "Chris" how much he loved him but has always been afraid to
    express it.
    	Dylan just couldn't bear the thoughts of losing his best
    friend by making such a revelation but he just had to say it.
    Taylor had been feeling the same way about Aaron. He could tell
    that Aaron was really wanting him to return to his natural hair
    color and laughed. Taylor kept peeking back at his friend and took
    notice of the serious look in his eyes beneath his glasses. When
    Taylor finished reading it he went over and kissed Aaron in the
    mouth just like Chris had done to Dylan in the story. Then he
    hugged his friend tightly as they fell back on the bed. Taylor
    said, "Why didn't you say something before now?"
    	"I was afraid of losing you and your the best person to ever
    come into my life," revealed Aaron.
    	"You'll never lose me," answered Taylor. "You know why?",
    asked Taylor.
    	"Why?" asked Aaron.
    	"Cause I love you Aaron-----Even if you do poop in your
    diaper," answered Taylor.
    	Then Taylor proceeded to remove Aaron's plastic panties and
    begin changing him out of his wet diaper. Taylor paused before
    unpinning Aaron's diaper. He knew that Aaron was loving the wet
    feeling and he took opportunity of this to take care of his own
    self. Aaron lay there enjoying watching Taylor enjoy himself.
    After taking care of that Taylor resumed with his friend's diaper
    change. Then both boys talked about who had the best story. Both
    agreed it was a tossup. It would be a lot of fun seeing who had
    the best in next week's update. Either way, it was a win-win
    situation.