    MICHAEL SPENDS THE NIGHT
    By Derek
    Part 1

    	I woke up really early this morning and couldn't figure
    out why. There was something I forgot and it was bugging me.
    Usually I sleep late on Saturdays because my parents let me
    stay up as late as I want on Fridays. I finally gave up
    trying to remember what it was and climbed out of bed. My
    diaper was wet as usual but it wasn't soaked and still felt
    warm so I decided to leave it on for a while longer. I
    walked downstairs to the kitchen and as I passed by the
    family room I could see Nathan lying in front of the TV
    watching cartoons. I could also smell him. As soon as he
    heard me he turned his head and said "Derek could you help
    me change?" I thought about telling him to wake up mom but I
    felt guilty cause I knew she was really tired, and besides
    its not like I never changed a poopy diaper before. I came
    into the family room and said "Yeah I'll help you change
    buddy, why didn't you wake me up and ask me?"
    "I knew you would be up pretty soon to get ready for
    Michael, so I though I would just wait" Nathan said.
    	Suddenly I remembered what had been nagging me. My best
    friend Peter was coming over to spend the night and I was
    finally going to tell him about my problem. In case you
    haven't figured it out by now I'm a bedwetter. When I was 4
    years old it was just mildly annoying but now I'm 12 and
    wearing diapers to bed every night really limits your social
    life. Nobody, and I mean nobody besides my family knows and
    I had planned to keep it that way until Michael came to
    spend the night about 3 weeks ago.
    	I should tell you that personally I love wearing
    diapers. I love it when my mom or dad helps me get ready for
    bed after I take a bath by laying me down on the bed,
    rubbing Vaseline on my sensitive areas, and securely taping
    the Huggies diaper in place. I love it when my mom or dad
    kisses the bottoms of my feet when they pick up my legs to
    slide the diaper under my bum. I love the way they will rub
    my forehead and tummy and talk really softly to mellow me
    out before bed. But mostly, I love waking up in a warm dry
    bed and not feeling like a total loser because I wet my bed
    like a baby. My parents have always been very understanding
    and never forced me to wear diapers, and when I asked them
    if I could they never made me feel weird or sick they just
    love my brother and me unconditionally.
    	Speaking of my brother, I was standing looking down at
    him in the living room and realizing that if it wasn't for
    him I would never have been brave enough to even think of
    telling Michael my secret.
    My brother Nathan is almost 3 years younger than me but has
    10 times the confidence. He wets the bed at night too but he
    doesn't try to keep it a secret from anyone. I even heard
    him talking in the cafeteria at school to one of his friends
    about how he peed so much one night it leaked out of his
    diaper and all over the bed. The funny thing is I have never
    heard anyone tease him about it either. He has tons of
    friends, plays baseball and soccer, and is one of the nicest
    people in the whole world. In case you can't tell I love
    Nathan more than anyone in the whole world.
    	I went to the laundry room and grabbed the changing
    pad, the wipes, and a fresh diaper. Nathan and I are kind of
    small so we wear Huggies 6 (they are actually a little big
    for him) and my parents buy them by the case so they are
    stored all over the house (except in my room). I walked back
    into the living room and lied the pad down next to Nathan.
    He rolled over from his tummy onto his back until he was
    right on the pad. The front of his diaper was very squishy
    and bulged out cause of the diaper doublers but it hadn't
    leaked anywhere as far as I could see. I took a deep breath
    and held it and untapped the diaper expecting a huge mess to
    clean up but even though he was very smelly there was only a
    little poop squished into the diaper.
    I cleaned him very carefully around his penis and under his
    scrotum and in the creases and rolled up the diaper and
    taped it closed. I asked him if he wanted another diaper or
    if he was wearing underwear today and he said "I want a
    diaper until it's time to go to the store" So I told him to
    lift up, and I slid the diaper under his bum. My mom does
    some kind of trick where she folds the front of the diaper
    on itself so it fits Nathan better but I don't have the hang
    of it so I just pulled it on and taped it up tight and the
    front edge ended up covering up his belly button but he
    didn't mind. Nathan said "thanks Derek" and rolled back onto
    his tummy to watch cartoons. I wanted to talk to him about
    Michael but when he watches TV you actually have to stand
    between him and the screen or he can't hear you so I grabbed
    his dirty diaper and went back upstairs to change.
    	I went into the bathroom that Nathan and I share and
    took off my wet diaper, rolled it up, and put it in the
    Diaper Genie then I did the same thing with Nathan's diaper.
    If you didn't know what it was you would think it was just a
    trash can but it works a lot better to keep the smells down.
    I climbed into the shower washed up real quick and went back
    to my room to get dressed and try and figure out what to do
    about Michael. Everytime that me or Michael spent the night
    over at each others house, we did pretty much the same
    things like playing video games, playing outside with remote
    control cars, and watching movies.
    I have never actually slept at Michael's house and I have
    never slept when he stayed over here (An old bedwetters
    trick) but the last time Michael spent the night, things
    were different.
    	Michael's mom dropped him off as usual about noon that
    day and came in to have coffee with my mom an talk about
    mother stuff. Me and Nathan were in the living room on the
    couch playing Jet Moto and as soon as Michael came in I told
    Nathan I quit and took Michael upstairs to my room to put
    his stuff away and figure out what we were going to do.
    About 10 minutes later Nathan knocked on my door and asked
    if he could hang out with us. I told him we were talking
    about private stuff (I lied) and that when we were done I
    would come and tell him. Michael has a little sister who can
    be very annoying and I thought he would get tired of Nathan
    following us around all day. We talked for about an hour and
    went downstairs to get something to eat. I didn't see Nathan
    so I asked my mom where he was and she said "he wasn't
    feeling very good so he's up my room laying down. I felt
    kind of guilty about lying to him so I went upstairs to see
    if he was OK and to make myself feel better. We walked into
    my parent's room and Nathan was propped up on pillows in the
    center of the bed wearing a diaper, socks, and a T-shirt
    (his favorite outfit) And holding a big plastic bowl (for
    puking)
    	I was kind of surprised to see him dressed that way,
    even though he's not embarrassed about wearing diapers or
    people seeing him in diapers, he doesn't go out of his way
    to be obvious about it. I knew that Michael knew Nathan wore
    diapers for bedwetting and sometimes during the day if he
    felt like it but I don't think he had ever seen him up close
    with just a diaper on. I asked Nathan if he was okay and he
    said " Yeah I guess so" in this pitiful voice. (guilt,
    guilt) I thought about promising to spend time with him
    later and all of a sudden Michael says " Why don't you come
    and lay down in Derek's room and we can watch you and take
    care of you?" I was really surprised and grateful that
    Michael was being so nice and so I told Nathan "Yeah, come
    on we can watch a movie in my room."

    Part 2

    	Nathan got up and followed me and Michael back to my
    room and crawled onto my bed with his bowl I asked Michael
    what movie he wanted to watch but he said "let Nathan pick
    since he doesn't feel good".
    	Nathan wanted to watch Temple of Doom so I went
    downstairs to get the tape. When I came back Michael was
    sitting next to Nathan and feeling his forehead and as I
    walked in the room he asked Nathan if he was having diarrhea
    or if he just felt sick to his stomach. Nathan said "I just
    feel pukey" in this pitiful voice and Michael said "Don't
    worry, me and Derek will take care of you". I was really
    surprised that Michael was being so nice but I didn't' think
    there was anything suspicious about it then.
    	I put the tape in the VCR and crawled in bed on the
    other side of Nathan and he snuggled up against me.
    I hugged him a little cause I felt sorry for being mean to
    him earlier and I wanted him to know it.
    Michael was having trouble getting comfortable and kept
    wiggling around and rearranging the pillows
    (I have a big bed but with three people it was pretty
    crowded) I asked Nathan if he would lay on his tummy at the
    other end of the bed to make more room so he did. So there
    we were lying on my bed watching a movie with Nathan cute
    little diapered butt right in front of us. I have seen
    Nathan in diapers my whole life so its no big deal to me,
    but every time I glanced over at Michael he was staring at
    Nathan instead of watching the movie. After a while my mom
    came in to see how we were doing and told Nathan he should
    go back to her room and leave me and Michael alone. Before I
    could say anything, Michael said "it's okay if he stay here,
    we don't mind. We're baby-sitting him cuz he doesn't feel
    good. We will take good care of him won't we Derek? I said
    "He's okay Mom". My mom said she was going to work in the
    garden so please don't destroy the house. By now I was
    wondering if aliens were inhabiting Michael's body cause
    even though he is a good friend to me, I have never seen him
    be nice to a little kid. When the movie ended Nathan said
    "Derek can you help me?" I knew that meant he need help to
    change his wet diaper so I got up and followed him to his
    room and Michael came too. I stopped him at Nathan's door
    and told him that I would be right out and he looked pretty
    disappointed. Suddenly it hit me, Michael was really excited
    by seeing Nathan in his diaper. I closed the door and got a
    dry diaper and the wipes from Nathan's closet and changed
    his wet diaper. I didn't tell Nathan what I thought about
    Michael cause I didn't know if it would make him feel weird
    and I wasn't really sure.
    	I went back to my room after throwing away the wet
    diaper and Nathan went to look for my Mom out in the back
    yard. When I got back to my room I could tell that Michael
    was upset. He said "If you don't want me to hang around you,
    just tell me and I'll go home". I said " What are you
    talking about? Of course I want to hang out with you today,
    that's why I invited you to spend the night." "Why did you
    go off with Nathan and not let me go then? I explained that
    I was helping Nathan change out of his wet diaper and he
    wasn't comfortable with Michael seeing him naked. "Oh, I
    thought you guys were just gonna ignore me like we did to
    Nathan earlier." Do you always change Nathan?" "No" I said
    "Usually my mom will put his diaper on, and he takes it off
    himself, he just not very good at putting it on tight
    enough."
    	"Do you ever have to change poopy diapers" Michael
    asked. "Yeah", I said "sometimes if my mom or dad is busy
    they ask me to help." "Yuck" said Michael " Is it really
    gross?" "Well it smells pretty bad sometimes, but he is my
    little brother so I just try to ignore it." "Man, I would
    probably puke" said Michael. I tried to change the subject
    by suggesting we go play video games but he asked me
    questions about Nathan and his diapers all the rest of that
    day. We allowed Nathan to hang out with us whenever we were
    in the house and Michael never got tired of having him
    around.
    	That night we talked about stuff an watched movies all
    night long and gradually Michael's questions about Nathan
    and his diapers were less and less but I could tell he was
    still very interested. The next day after Michael went home
    I put on a diaper of my own and crawled into bed for a nap
    cause I was very tired. While I was asleep I had a dream
    that Michael and Nathan and I were in the living room
    playing Jet Moto and we were all wearing diapers and nobody
    cared. When I woke up I decided that I was going to invite
    Michael over again only this time, I was going to tell him
    that I wear diapers too, and I was going to let him wear one
    too. I talked to my mom about the whole weekend and what I
    thought about Michael, and she said " It sounds like you
    might be right, but Michael doesn't wet the bed so he might
    not be as receptive to the idea of wearing diapers as you
    think, and I know you are worried about everyone ar your
    school finding out about your diapers, so before you do
    anything I want you to think really hard about what the
    worst case scenario could be before you do anything". (My
    mom is the smartest person I know)
    	After thinking a lot about what good things could
    happen and what bad things could happen, I decided that I
    would invite Michael to spend the night again, only this
    time I was going to tell him everything, and I was going to
    offer him a diaper too.
    	That's why I woke up so early today. The closer I was
    getting to telling Michael everything, the more nervous I
    was getting. What if he laughs at me? What if he doesn't
    want to be my friend anymore? What if he tells everyone in
    school? It was driving me crazy.
    	After I was dressed I went back downstairs to have
    breakfast. By this time my mom was awake and making coffee.
    She kissed me good morning and asked why I was up so early
    on Saturday.
    "Michael's spending the night tonight, remember?" I said.
    "Oh, it's the big day isn't it". she said
    "Well honey, what ever you decide to do, is OK." "Bedwetting
    is never something you should be ashamed of, it's like
    learning to ride a bike, it just takes some kids longer than
    others" (I told you she was smart)

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