| Title:
| Secrets
|
| Name:
| "Me"
|
| Email:
| tsmeroped@live.com
|
| Gender:
| Male
|
| Current Age:
| 17
|
| Posting Date:
| 12/21/08
|
| Story Contents:
|
| A- Post-toddler (4-8)* | | R- Sisters, other girls* | ●
| | B- Pre-teen (9-12)* | ● | S- Babysitters |
| | C- Teen (13-17) | ● | T- Masturbation |
| | D- Adult (18+) | | U- Sexual situations |
| | E- Cloth diapers* | | V- Gay |
| | F- Disposable diapers | ● | W- Erections |
| | G- Pee | ● | X- Bedwetting |
| | H- Poop* | ● | Y- Accidents |
| | I- Exposed diapers/pantslessness* | ● | Z- Punishment/Diaper Discipline | ●
| | J- Multiple diapers* | ● | 1- Female Domination* | ●
| | K- Baby paraphernalia | | 2- Enemas | ●
| | L- Mother | | 3- Restraints | ●
| | M- Father | | 4- Crying | ●
| | N- Aunt | | 5- Spanking |
| | O- Uncle | | 6- Humiliation | ●
| | P- Brothers (diapered) | | 7- Babying |
| | Q- Brothers (not diapered) | | 8- Regression |
| | *Denotes Deekerian story elements
|
|
| Summary:
|
A boy who had told his friends about his love for diapers is suprised when they tie,
diaper, and tickle him. But they weren't counting on a sister and her friends showing up.
|
It was summertime, and it had been probably about three weeks since
that horrible night. It was at a sleepover that during a game of Truth
or Dare I was forced to reveal my deepest secret. I don't know why I've
always loved the idea of diapers, I was treated well as a young child,
there was no traumatic experiences in my life beyond what any other 13-
year-old boy has had. But I had always felt ashamed of it, and that's
why it was so very awkward that night when I told my friends. I'd been
on vacation with my family and hadn't seen them since that night, but
tonight we were all getting together for a sleepover at James' house. I
showed up around 5:00 PM and since it was summer we decided to go
swimming for a while. James, Riley, and Colin said that they had a
surprise planned for me later, but they wouldn't say what it was, so I
just shrugged it off. After a few hours of swimming we got out to have
dinner. James' mom had made a really good pizza, but after we were done
with dinner she asked if we could handle ourselves for a while because
she got called in to work. Happy with the concept of not having any
parental supervision the four of us happily said we could handle
ourselves. She worked at a hospital as a nurse and there had been a
huge pile up on the interstate, so she said that she might not be back
until tomorrow, but she figured that we would be all right alone. As
soon is her car pulled out of the driveway, I turned around and asked
James, "So, what's the big surprise?"
"You'll see really soon..." He said ominously.
I was little weirded out, and thought of that night were I had
confessed my love for diapers. But could that really be what this was
all about?
We decided that since it was dark outside, we would play video games.
There's only two controllers though, so we were taking turns. Me and
Colin were playing, and Riley and James went off into the kitchen. In
their absence I tried getting more information about my surprise from
Colin.
He was stalwart though, and said, “I ain’t gonna tell you, but you will
see.”
I punched him softly on the arm, “Ain’t ain’t a word...” I insulted.
He turned towards me, he was about a year younger than me, and quite a
bit smaller than me, but he was strong. He threw down his controller
and leaped towards me, knocking me down. I threw him off and we were
roughhousing a little bit when Riley and James came back in.
“Already?” James asked.
I stopped fighting and looked up at him confused. But just then, Riley,
who had been playing football for the last few years, and was stronger
than all of us walked over to me and put a pillowcase over my head
while picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder.
Temporarily blinded, I thrashed around, but to no avail. He said
something to one of the other boys and they grabbed my feet to keep me
from kicking around so much. I stopped struggling, and let them carry
me through the house and up the stairs to the guest room that we were
all supposed to be sleeping in. The room was fairly sparse except for a
large bed that had a big drawer for a hideaway mattress. They set me on
the floor and James sat on my chest to keep me still while Riley and
Colin struggled to move the mattress out of the drawer. The pillowcase
fell off my thrashing head, and I saw a bunch of rope lying on the
floor along with a big duffel bag. I struggled more, and the James just
pressed down harder on my bare chest with his swim trunks (we still
hadn't changed from our bathing suits).
James shouted for Riley and Colin to come over because I was starting
to get loose, and just as I was about to throw James off my chest, they
ran over and each grabbed a wrist while James grabbed on to my ankles.
They carried me like that over to the drawer, and tied my wrists to
corners of the framework with pieces of the clothesline. The rope was
tied tightly and gave no slack, so I struggled with my feet which were
still only being held in place, but Colin blindfolded me with a
handkerchief, and I knew there was really nothing more I could do.
As I lay there asking them what they thought they were doing, I felt a
tugging at my swim trunks. I instinctively squeezed my legs together as
tightly as I could to try and hold the trunks up, but this effort soon
proved useless as the slipped down past my ankles and I lay there with
my wrists tied, blindfolded and nude. I could feel my face growing red
with embarrassment as I realized both that I was nude, and enjoying the
experience. Even though I had said I liked diapers that night, it
wasn't the complete truth. I also enjoyed being tied up even though it
had only happened a few times.
They then tied my ankles to the frame as well, so I lay spread eagle
tied and nude on a plywood and metal frame. One of them then undid my
blindfold, and James said, “We have to go to the drugstore for a few
things, and we will be back real soon.”
“Come on guys, let me go!” I shouted, “I really have to go to the
bathroom!”
“Oh, thanks for reminding me.” James said calmly as he opened up the
duffel bag. He fished around until he found what he was looking for, a
disposable diaper. I looked at it trying to figure out what kind it
was, it looked like it was a small adults diaper, probably Depends or
something along those lines, but it was white, had three tapes on both
side and a yellow stripe down the center.
“No!” I shouted even though I really did want the diaper.
“Don't even try to hide from this.” Riley said, “You told us you like
diapers, we are just being nice considerate friends.”
I started to protest, but Riley wadded the handkerchief up and shoved
it in my mouth before plastering the bottom half of my face with duct
tape. “There, that should keep you nice and quiet.”
James started to spread open the diaper, and then slid it under my
buttocks, a welcome soft relief against the rough plywood. He then
pulled it up through my spread legs and taped the tapes, the soft
warmth wrapping around me. “That should do it,” he said, “don't you
think, guys?”
Riley chuckled and said, “I don't know if that's going to be enough,
put another one on.” James reached into the bag and grabbed another
one, and barely managed to get it on me because I was thrashing so much
and wouldn't lift off the plywood.
“That should do it.” James said.
With that they slid the drawer shut and I was enclosed in darkness. I
knew that the drugstore was just down the block, so it wouldn't take to
long for them to get there, even walking. But I knew that they couldn't
be back for at least an hour, so I lay resigned to my fate in the
darkness thinking of what they could be getting at the drugstore.
After what seemed to be forever, I heard the front door open. I was
relieved at first, maybe they would let me go, but that relief turned
into terror when I heard a distinctly feminine voice say, “Hello!
Anybody home?” I just then realized that it must be James' sister, and
I was about to make a racket hoping that she would come free me, but
what would that look like? Me, a 13-year-old boy tied and gagged
wearing only a diaper, I decided to stay silent and take whatever
James, Riley, and Colin had in store for me.
But I heard her walking up the stairs, and my heart started beating
faster, what if she looked in the guest room? She would certainly see
the duffel bag and ropes, and would notice the mattress missing. I
heard the door open, and she said, “Is anybody here?” I willed her not
to open the drawer, but I heard her footsteps and she said, “What the
hell is all this?”
She opened the drawer, to find me, tied spread eagle, double diapered,
and gagged in the drawer. I started to cry a little at being found, I
was so embarrassed. “Oh, you must be James' friend that likes the
diapers.” She said. I lied there; incredulously, he had told his sister
my secret! “Don't worry, I'm not going to spoil your little game, I
just came by to get some stuff, I'm staying at a friend’s house.”
I lay there, confused, she was very attractive, and probably a few
years older than me, but opening a drawer to find a boy tied, gagged,
and diapered hadn't fazed her at all. But these thoughts were cut short
when she knelt down and started tickling my sides, running her fingers
up and down my ribs as I struggled hysterically. I already had to go to
the bathroom, and the tickling was just making it worse, then all at
once I couldn't hold it any longer, and I let go. Warm moistness filled
the diaper, making it swell and push against my crotch. As I was
struggling futilely to avoid the tickling, the diaper rubbed against my
erection. She stopped tickling, and said, “Well, got to go cutie, enjoy
your little game.”
She closed the drawer and I lay there, breathing hard, waiting for my
fate. And then some time after she had gone I heard the door open again
and the three of them came crashing up the stairs. They opened the
drawer, and the light hit my eyes with a blinding force. I squinted and
tried telling them to let me go, but only a string of muffled noises
came from my gagged mouth.
“What’s that?” Riley asked, “You want to see what we got for you at the
drugstore?” He held up a plastic bag, and started pulling things from
it.
“This was my idea.” Colin spoke up as Riley pulled out a box, I
couldn't lift my head high enough to read it, so Colin read it out
loud, “Two quart combination Douche/Enema kit.” I didn't know what a
douche was, but I remembered when I was much younger I had gotten
constipated and my mother had given me an enema, but this was way
bigger, I knew how much two quarts was, and the little bottle my mom
had used was barely a cup. I screamed through my gag, but it was still
unintelligible, even though the sweat from my face had loosened it
some.
James looked at Colin, and said, “You understand that? It sounded like
he wants an enema to me.”
Colin agreed, and carried the box off to the bathroom. Colin came back
out holding a big red bag with a white hose coming out of it. “I don't
know which nozzle is the right one, so let's just use this one.” he
said, holding up a very large fluted douche nozzle and a tub of
Vaseline.
James undid my diapers, and saw that the innermost one was wet. “Oh,
had a little accident?” he said.
The cool air hit my moist crotch, and I once again developed an
erection. “Looks like someone can't wait for his enema.” Colin said,
“Don't worry, I know how this works, I used to get enemas for
constipation.”
That really wasn't any relief, but there was no fighting what was
happening. I was very firmly tied, and besides I was enjoying it. Colin
screwed the nozzle onto the hose and put a big glob of Vaseline on it.
He jumped onto the drawer between my legs, and undid the ropes binding
my ankles, only for them to be grabbed by James and Riley who drew them
up into the air and held them spread over me. I felt something press
against my rectum, and then the entire length of the nozzle slid in.
Colin stood up holding the bag and released the clamp, forcing the cool
water into my intestines, causing them to twist and cramp. I tried
protesting, but the gag still held firm, there was no escaping this.
After some time the entire bag had emptied into me, and I felt like I
was going to explode. Colin pulled the nozzle out and put another
diaper onto me. Riley and James let my legs down and tied them back to
the frame. “Okay,” Colin said, “Do you want to be let go now?”
I frantically nodded, I needed to get to the toilet.
“Okay, I'll tell you what” he said, “If you can hold it in for 15
minutes, we will let you free.”
I knew there was no way that I could, but it was a slight bit of hope
for me. I tried to relax everything in hopes that I could make it, but
just then, I felt something dancing across the sole of my foot. They
were tickling me, I started to tense up and move as they were all
tickling, my feet, my armpits, my ribs, nothing was safe the way I was
tied. I spasmed from the tickling, and then all at once I lost control,
my diaper was filling very fast, there was no way it could hold the
entire enema, but they stopped tickling and I stopped the stream.
“Tsk, tsk, only two minutes.” Riley said as he took off my diaper, a
stinking wet mess. “How about this, you can use the bathroom and take a
shower right now, but we get to tie you back up afterwards, no
struggling from you. How's that sound?”
I nodded frantically, I could only hold this a few more seconds, and I
would do whatever was necessary to use the bathroom. The untied me
rather fast and I ran over to the bathroom before they could even ungag
me. As I tried to shut the door, they stopped its swing and James said
“Keep it open.”
I rushed to the toilet and relieved myself while peeling off the gag
and spitting out the spit soaked kerchief. It was good to be free, I
went into the shower and cleaned myself up. I walked out, my hands held
in front of me, I was relieved that I was empty of the enema, and that
I was clean.
“Why the hell did you tell your sister about the diapers?” I asked
James who had taken hold of my arms and was tying my wrists behind my
back.
“Oh, did she come over when we were gone?” he asked as he cinched the
ropes around my wrists.
“Yeah, she's as crazy as you guys,” I said.
“Yeah, well she used to tie me up and diaper me too, so it probably
didn't seem too weird to her to find you like that.” James said as he
started to loop rope around my elbows, pulling them together.
“What?” I asked, “Why would she do that?”
“I...” James began, but just then the door flew open, and James'
sister, who I later learned to be named Melissa, rushed through with
either four or five girls her age, I couldn't tell how many in the
hustle.
James jumped back and I stood there, tied very tightly nude in front of
the girls, blushing bright red. Three of them hustled over to James,
and I wondered for the first time where Colin and Riley were. “We just
thought we would have a little fun.” Melissa said, “Your friends are
already waiting for you downstairs.”
“But...” I said, “What the hell?”
But I received no answer to that question, Melissa had me lay down on
the bed where she diapered me and then marched me downstairs to meet my
fate.