[Baby Jake]

Our diapers made loud crinkle noises that broke the silence of a fall sunset. And as we walked off the patio, away from the house, and onto the flat yard, the crinkle sounds went from our diapers to the sounds of crunchy leaves under our feet. Just us two baby boys walking together into the yard…

As I followed, I looked to my left. There was a big, thick brown fence that blocked all view from the house next door. I looked to the right… same thing. It was practically a wall, rather than a fence really… he was right… it really was impossible to see us.

It got darker and darker the further away from the house we got. The light from the windows faded away, and we were at least 40 feet from the house. It was just the dark blue light from the night sky. The sun had practically set, and we were left to look at the bright stars that seemed so big and clear here… and the dead trees silhouetted against the sky.

Suddenly we stopped. He stopped walking and so I stopped following. He turned towards me, and looked into me.

“…I told you no one could see us” he whispered to me.

The sounds of crickets and locusts filled the atmosphere then. It was a moment of pure Zen. So calm, and peaceful… I didn’t reply… I was too taken by the moment.

“I want to ask you something” he said.

I nodded for him to continue.

“I don’t really know how to say it. It’s real, real hard… and really weird” he continued.

I nodded again.

“But… I think you’re really cool” he said.

“Thanks… I think you’re cool too” I softly whispered.

He smiled…

“I mean… you’re the only person who I could ever trust about this stuff” he said.

“…really?” I asked.

He nodded.

“No one else knows about this… I wanted to tell my really good friend in school. You’ll meet him when you go to school with me” he said.

“Okay” I replied.

“…but I dunno… I never knew if he’d be cool about all this” he continued.

I nodded…

“It’s… really weird for me you know. I’m not sure what to think about it all… but… it’s still really fun” I admitted to him finally.

“Yeah… sorry if I seem pushy at all. I’m just really excited that I finally have a friend to be a baby with now” he said to me.

And right then, there, at that moment… felt truly touched. It was… really nice…

“…I’m glad I met you today” I sheepishly said.

“Really?” he said back to me.

I nodded, and he smiled, and then, there was silence…

“So… do you really like diapers?” he asked me. I looked at him and smirked.

“I like wearing them, with you” I replied.

“Hehe” he giggled.

“Being a baby is fun with you” I admitted.

“Yeah… having a baby friend is like the best thing in the world” Timmy said to me. Once again I felt truly admired and appreciated.

And it was also at that moment I felt something. A small pressure in my lower stomach… the need to pee… and the time was right. I turned away from Timmy, acting normal. I felt so nervous…

“Where you going?” I heard him ask as I walked slowly towards the woods.

I had no intentions on going into the forest at our feet. It looked to be a black void that would swallow us alive and we would never been seen again, like The Blair Witch Project.

“Just… walking around” I said, walking idly in random directions… just, away from Timmy.

I didn’t want to be near Timmy while I did it… going to the bathroom was something I did in private, alone…

I felt the need to go growing… fast. It was getting more intense. And I was getting a bit more nervous as I was trying to work myself up to going pee in my diaper.

I stopped walking, and stood still. The tight sensation I had as I held in my pee was really, really hard to stop. I looked towards the woods, and tried clearing my head of wetting my diaper, and more, thought about peeing in the woods.

I looked into the black abyss of the woods, and tried clearing my mind… I tried simply letting go of my pee. But it didn’t work. It simply didn’t come out!

This was different…

I tried pushing it out… but it only made me need to pee more. As I was standing there at the foot of the scary woods, trying to push my pee out with no success… I wasn’t even realizing what I was doing… didn’t ever occur to me that I was a 13 year old at that point. There was no feeling of morality or nervousness. It was just… getting slightly frustrating after a little while though.

I had my mind on Timmy because I knew he was wondering what I was doing, standing there with my back to him, looking into blackness.

“What… are you doing?” I heard him ask.

This instantly tensed me up even more. I turned around, and scratched my head a bit.

“Uh… just… looking at… how dark these woods are” I blurted out.

“Scary huh?” he asked, stepping closer. Just like I didn’t want him to…

“Uh heh… well… no, not really” I anxiously kind of said.

The feeling of needing to pee was really intensifying now. I started really having to pee! And I didn’t want him to know I was trying to pee… it would only tense me up more.

He shrugged at what I said though. “I always thought it looked creepy when I was REALLY a little kid” Timmy said to me.

He was now standing next to me… and there was no way I was succeeding now.

“Y-Yeah… I could see that…” I said. I really had to go… and I was kind of trembling from both the need to go and the chilliness of the air outside.

“…you okay?” Timmy asked me.

I looked at him and nodded “Uh-huh!” I said, nodding.

He gave me a strange, suspicious look… at the shrugged. “Alright” he said.

“But… to be completely honest these woods still kind of creep me out. Just kind of eerie” Timmy said.

It was really hard to respond but I decided to force something out…

“Y-Yeah… you n-never know what’s out there. Y-You could find some kind of book that has words in it that summons the undead that possesses your friends if spoken out loud” I blurted out.

Timmy looked at me with the most incredible blank, confused, speechless look I’ve ever seen.

“What… the heck… are you… WHAT?” Timmy said to me, and started laughing. We both started laughing at that point.

“I dunno!” I said, laughing.

“Sounds like some kind of old movie or something” Timmy said.

I shrugged but kept laughing. My stomach hurt badly by now though… I really had to go!

It was just me and Timmy, cracking up in his backyard. That’s when Timmy said another thing as we were laughing, that made us both laugh harder. And then I said another funny thing. And we kept trading stuff back and forth that made us both laugh, until eventually, we were both rolling around in the grass, barely able to breathe because we were laughing so hard!

And it was at that moment, as I was not breathing and instead laughing very hard, I felt a small dribble of pee drool its way out of my penis, and into the diaper. I instantly stopped laughing from the sudden shock.

“What the…” I thought.

“How’d I do that?!” I thought to myself.

“What’s wrong?” Timmy asked me.

“Nothing” I said to him, smirking.

And then… I felt the burning from when start peeing, and then suddenly stop. I knew it was time to go… so I kind of took in a deep breath like I always do when I’m going to the bathroom. I held it in… and then… I felt the pee start to come out!

I felt so excited… it was a pure adrenaline rush as I felt small squirts of pee come out at first, but then a small steady stream. It was so intense! I felt the really warm glow of my pee spread from my penis, to my balls, and even between my legs.

It felt so good to pee, finally. But the sensation of wetting my diaper felt so… weird… but in a good way. I couldn’t help but put my hand on the front of my diaper and feel how hot the outside of my diaper was now, and how bulky it was getting as I continued peeing in it.

When I finally felt the last few drops of pee dribble out… I let the breath of air out, and started breathing. I was breathing heavier now though… and I guess Timmy noticed.

“What’re you doing?” he asked me.

“You’re acting weird!” he said, laughing some more.

“Timmy, I peed!” I happily said.

“What!? Really!?” he said to me, rushing over.

I let him put his hand on the front of my diaper.

“COOL!!” he shouted excitedly, squeezing the front of my diaper (which made me kind of blush).

“You’re so squishy!” he said, giggling. We both chuckled…

And that’s when I felt it happening again… as I felt Timmy squeezing my peed-in diaper… I felt myself getting a stiffy again!

“…hey… what’s that I feel?” Timmy said, in a different, quieter tone of voice, pushing his hand into my diaper. He was definitely talking about my hardon, which made me REALLY embarrassed!

“H-Hey!” I said, backing up a bit, blushing.

I was feeling waves of fire go through me now… so intensely…

Timmy giggled… “C’mon, don’t be shy. Looks like you REALLY like you’re wet diaper!” Timmy teased. I felt so embarrassed…

“You know what it means though, that you peed in your diapee” Timmy said as he slowly got up to his feet, off of the grass.

“W-What?” I asked.

“Means you gotta’ get your diaper CHANGED soon!” Timmy said, and then he started sprinting across the yard!


“Noooo!” I yelled, jumping up as well, chasing after Timmy.

But he didn’t stop, and I didn’t stop. He sprinted all the way across the yard and into his house… and I followed, just as fast. But I couldn’t catch up to stop him.

I finally made it back into his house, into his kitchen.

“Mommy, mommy!” Timmy shouted to his mommy.

“Yes, yes, what is it Timmy?!” his mom asked, coming in from the living room.

“SOMEBODY wet his diaper and needs a change!” he said, pointing at ME!

She chuckled…

“Awww… do you need a change?” she asked me, walking close to me.

I shyly, slowly walked backwards, bumping into the shut screen door behind me.

“M-Me? No!” I insisted.

But she wouldn’t hear it. She walked up in front of me, and took her finger, and slid it down the front of my diaper.

“Yes you do you little stinker, now come with me!” she said to me, taking my wrist.

I knew there was no arguing with the mommy-in-charge here. I was in for a diaper-changing and there was no other say in the manner!

I obeyed, and followed behind her. Not like I had any ability to go anywhere else with her holding my wrist, and pulling me out of the kitchen. We walked into the living room, and I could hear the crinkling of Timmy’s diaper following us.

“Lie down here, I’ll go get a fresh diaper for you” she instructed me, letting go of my wrist when we walked by the couch.

I sat down… I was SO nervous and SO scared! And that was when I saw Timmy walk in front of me with an evil smile.

“Little wet baby needs his diapee’ changed!” he teased as he stood there.

“Did you really have to get your mom to change my diaper?” I asked him.

“Yep” he responded with a smug expression.

I just laid back, my heart throbbing, my mind racing… there was nothing I could do but await the inevitable diaper change that lay ahead of me. I didn’t want my diaper changed yet! I wanted to get used to my wet diaper… it was so warm and squishy… it felt so COOL! And now that all has to end because Timmy told his mom on me…

Suddenly I heard the creaking of Timmy’s steps. Glancing over, I saw Timmy’s mom walking down the steps… and she was holding a fresh diaper in her hands, along with a container of baby wipes and even baby powder… the same ones she used for Timmy. I was so nervous as she slowly came over to me.

“Just stay still and you’ll be nice and dry in a few moments!” she said happily to me.

She came up to me, and reached down, and pulled my shirt up closer to my head, exposing my entire diaper and a bit of my chest. After that she un-taped my diaper, and finally, pulled the front of my soaked wet diaper down onto the couch, causing a cool breeze to move past my privates, making me shiver a little. I blushed at having my privates exposed to his mom… but she worked so fast that there wasn’t any time to feel embarrassed.

She bent down, and I heard the clicking of that box of baby wipes. And just like I thought, when she came back up, she had a baby wipe! She pressed it against my wet skin. Boy it was cold! I tried hard not to wince as I felt the cold cloth move across my penis, and all across my skin.

She then took another baby wipe, and moved it across my balls, and between my legs. And suddenly, I felt her pick my legs up over my head, exposing my whole butt! I felt really, really awkward being like this… but I saw her do it to Timmy when he was getting his diaper changed in the nursery, and he did it to me in that room when I was getting this diaper on.

I felt her wipe my butt with a baby wipe, and then, after a couple of seconds, I felt a soft feeling on my exposed butt… and then I felt her rubbing it around. I guess it was the baby powder. It felt so cool… and smelt so sweet and nicely.

After a second of her rubbing the baby powder on me, she put my legs back down, only now there was an unfolded, clean diaper underneath my legs instead of a wet one. She put some powder all over the front of my diapered area, and then pulled the front of the diaper on top of my stomach, taping it tightly and securely.

“Okay little guy, you’re all nice and dry now!” she said, smiling and patting me on the head.

She backed off a few steps, and clapped her hands a few times, getting rid of the baby powder still on her hands.

“Dinner will be ready in about a half-hour” she said to me and Timmy, smiling.

“And can you boys do me a favor? I have to get to cooking, if you could put those diaper supplies back in the nursery it’d be great” she said.

“Okay Mommy!” Timmy happily said.

And with that, she left the living room, and went into the kitchen. I was left sitting there, in a fresh and clean diaper. It was such a… nice feeling… to be in a clean diaper after a wet one. I think I was really getting in the hang of this!

“C’mon, Mommy asked us to put this away” Timmy said, pulling my arm.

I laughed “Okay, okay” I said.

He took the wipes and the powder, and we started walking upstairs. This time, there was absolutely no sunlight coming through the window since night had officially come, despite it still being fairly early in the evening.

We turned left into the nursery, and I immediately sat down on the chair I was at earlier. He walked to one of the cabinets I mentioned before, and put the wipes and powder back.

“So how’s it feel to be in a dry diaper, baby?” I heard Timmy say.

I really didn’t have an answer… I didn’t want to be in a dry diaper yet, to be honest. I kind of liked the feeling of a wet diaper… and I worked so hard to get it done and he had it taken away!

“Good I guess…” I said, halfheartedly.

“Awww… you didn’t want your diapee’ changed, huh?” he said to me.

I shrugged. I didn’t want to admit it, but I wasn’t into lying either.

“Here, maybe a bear will cheer you up” I heard.

I looked over and suddenly there was a huge stuffed animal bear come flying at me! I barely had time to react before I got crushed by this huge bear.

“AHH!” I shouted!

This thing was pretty big and hit me, but bounced off. I looked at Timmy in shock, who only started laughing. But then so did I… we both started laughing again, like back in the yard.

“See! I told you, all you needed was a bear!” he said.

I looked over at where he was standing, and behind him against the wall were arranged teddy bears and other cute-looking stuffed animals.

We laughed for a second… he did cheer me up with that, that’s for sure.

“Boy this thing is soft” I said as I felt the fur on the teddy bear that was lying on the floor now.

“Yeah… I love stuffed animals” he said, coming over to where I was.

“This is one of my favorite ones. I sleep with him sometimes” he further explained.

It was, I have to admit, a pretty cute bear.

“Tonight you can sleep with him if you want” Timmy said.

“Thanks Timmy!” I said.

I took the bear into my arms and off of the floor…

“Timmy… what else do you do when you’re a baby?” I asked, curiously.

He grinned… “I dunno… it just kind of happens. I drink my bottle and use my diapers for my mommy to change. I always like sucking my thumb too” he said.

I nodded “Yeah… I saw you sucking your thumb when your mom was changing your diaper” I said.

He smiled and blushed kinda.

“You try!” Timmy told me.

I looked over at him… he looked at me and nodded, in that ‘go-on’ motion.

I felt so silly… but I did it anyway. I looked at my thumb, and stuck it in my mouth, and started sucking on it for Timmy.

I hadn’t done it in so long, but it felt so… normal for me to be doing it. I knew it wasn’t normal for me, a 13 year old kid, to be sucking his thumb… but it felt like it was.

“Awww… you look so cute!” Timmy said, making me blush a little.

I popped it out of my mouth and looked around.

“What else is there to do when you’re a baby?” I asked.

“Hmmm… well… instead of sucking on your thumb you could suck on a binky” he explained.

“Ohhh yeah. Do you have those?” I asked.

He nodded. “Yeah, but I hardly use them” he explained to me.

“Show me” I said back.

“Hehe, okay” Timmy agreed.

He got up, and led me to one of the drawers by the door. He opened it, which revealed several little pacifiers… each had their own colors. Some had rings, others didn’t. Some even had bigger nipples than others… some nipples were REALLY big! Almost like made for adults!

“Wow these are kinda cool!” I said.

He giggled.

“Here, have one. See if you like it” he said to me, handing me one…

I took it in hand, and looked at it curiously… and then popped it into my mouth! The nipple felt really weird in my mouth… it was pretty cool though.

“Do you like it?” Timmy asked me after a short while.

I nodded a yes.

“Look… no hands!” I said, putting both of my hands up. We both laughed…

And that’s kind of how the rest of that went… we sat around in the nursery, and Timmy told me how to be a baby, and what everything was. I never knew being a baby could be so complicated! We must’ve been in there for an hour or something, because before we knew it, we were being called down to the dinner table for dinner.

“What’s for supper mommy?” Timmy asked as he sat down in the chair he sat in before, as she put down a pot of food in the middle of the table.

I sat down in the chair across from Timmy like earlier that night. His mom finished sitting down pots and plates for us, and then, like I had expected… placed two bottles of milk down on the table, one in front of Timmy, and one in front of me.

“We’re having spaghetti tonight” she pleasantly said as she sat down beside both of us, on my left side of the table.

“Mmmmm!” Timmy said, and his mom giggled.

I took a mouthful of ice cold milk from my bottle real fast…

“Thank you” I heard Timmy say as she put some of the spaghetti onto his plate, along with some garlic bread.

“Thank you” I said to his mom as she did the same for me.

I went to take a bite, but suddenly, I heard his mom…

”Wait!” she said, scaring me a bit.

“W-What?” I asked sheepishly. I had no idea what I had done wrong!

She walked out of where I could see, but suddenly came back… with what looked like a bib in her hands!

I heard her walk behind me, and after that, I felt the bib lie against my bare chest, and I felt her securely tie it behind me. She stuck a finger between the bib and my neck, to make sure I wasn’t suffocating… which was pretty smart. I felt like a real baby!

After that is when I saw her walk behind Timmy, with another bib (that must’ve been hidden under the one she had put on me), and put it on Timmy.

“Okay… now you two can eat!” she said, smiling.

I gently felt the soft fabric of the bib on my chest, and tried looking down at what was printed on it, but I couldn’t. Looking across at Timmy’s bib, I could see it was Bear in The Big Blue House.

There wasn’t much time between then and when we were done eating. We talked a lot, and joked a lot, and all had a really good time, and ate pretty fast. We all got really full, and before Timmy or I realized it, we couldn’t eat anymore.

“Okay you two” his mom said to us as she untied the once-clean bibs from our necks.

“Time to go to bed soon. I’ll let you stay up just a little bit longer but it’s time to get in your pajamas” she said to us.

“Pajamas?” I thought.

“Okay Mommy” Timmy said as he stood up from the chair, and put the dishes away.

I kind of wondered what Timmy and his mom had in store for me now… I knew that pajamas in this house had to be something like a baby’s…

I got up, put my plate into the sink, and then Timmy and I walked behind his mom as she led us through the house, up the steps, and into the nursery. We weren’t wearing any clothes already… just our diapers, so there was no need for us to be taking anything off.

Timmy’s mom simply walked over to a drawer, and pulled out two pairs of clothes… they were folded so I couldn’t see what they looked like. All I knew was one was red, the other was blue. And then… she unfolded them, and held one in each hand.

They were one-piece… like a full-body suit, including feet! I had seen these before… on real babies all the time. I think they were called footed sleepers, but I wasn’t sure.

“Who wants the red one?” his mom asked us.

I was kind of fond of the blue one, so I didn’t say anything. Of course, Timmy did. He crinkled his diaper over to her as she unzipped a zipper that when down from the collar, to the ankle of the left foot.

He stepped his left foot into it, and then the other leg, and then, his arms. That’s when his mom zipped up the zipper up to his neck.

“There you go… Now you come here” he said to me with a smirk.

I shyly stepped forward towards her as she held the left foot out for me to step into, and I did.

“Now the other leg” she said to me, so I stepped into it.

“Now your arms” she told me… so I of course put my arms through.

Then she zipped it up to my neck.

“Awww… you two look adorable!” she said to us as she looked at us both.

Our sleepers complimented each other… and I guess that was the point. My sleeper was kind of dark blue with a red collar and red cuffs. And his was the exact opposite, with a red body, blue collar, and blue cuffs. All we needed was matching pacifiers and it would’ve been a picture moment.

“Okay you two… play nice!” she said to us, looking at me especially with a smile. I kind of blushed…

I must’ve looked pretty babyishly cute in this sleeper. I know I felt like it. The sleeper itself was really nice though… it was soft, and didn’t make me too hot. I felt my diaper area… you could feel the bulk of my diaper through it… I really did feel like a big baby now!

Eventually she left us alone in the nursery… he and I sat down in the middle of the floor, looking at each other. He did look kind of tired, and I kind of felt it… it was kind of a good thing we were going to bed so soon.

“…so what do you want to do?” Timmy asked me.

I shrugged… I wasn’t really sure at all. I didn’t know what there was to do… so I couldn’t really make a choice.

“Want to color or something?” he asked me.

“You mean like… with crayons and stuff?” I asked.

“Sure” I replied.

“Okay, cool. Hand on” he told me, and then he crawled across the floor over to where the shelves were. It only took him a moment or two to return with a big box of crayons and two coloring books.

“Here, you get this one, and I’ll take this one” he told me as he passed me a thin coloring book.

“Okay” I said back to him with a smile.

He put the big box of crayons between us, we both laid down on the soft rug in our snug sleepers, and we started coloring.

My picture was a picture of Winnie The Pooh… some picture with Rabbit harvesting his vegetables in his garden in the middle of Fall. I did my best to color it how I thought it was supposed to be while I colored it.

But about ten minutes into my coloring, suddenly I felt it. I felt my bladder… it was full… I had to pee again! I put my crayon down and looked around… Timmy was looking down at his coloring book, lying on his stomach with his left thumb in his mouth and his right hand coloring like a little baby.

I started really having to pee… but I didn’t want to let Timmy know I did… so I kept lying there on my tummy, and pretended like I was coloring still. I tried remembering what had made me pee before, only a small while ago in the backyard.

I tried pushing it out… but it wouldn’t come out. I tried pushing it out harder… it still wouldn’t come out. I was kind of breathing harder now as I tried pushing it out… and I started having to pee really bad… but as I was trying to push it out hard for a third time… finally, I felt a drop or two of pee come out and go into my diaper!

And a couple little dribbles of pee slowly but surely turned into a stream… it was so warm as I laid there against my diaper… I could feel a warm glow spread from my penis all the way around my diaper area… it felt REALLY cool!

I smiled really happily as I felt my diaper get really wet, and felt through the sleeper, rubbing my diaper very gently. My diaper was not only wet, and warm, but also squishy too, just like before. My wet diaper felt so nice…

And slowly, but definitely surely, as I laid there trying to pretend like I was coloring in my coloring book (but was actually feeling my wet diaper), as I was rubbing my wet diaper… I felt it happening again… the flames came back.

As I was rubbing my diaper I slowly felt my penis getting harder and bigger, and the intense and weird fire started shooting through my body again. I kept rubbing my wet diaper, slowly, feeling my penis through my diaper pretty much. And as I was doing that, after a moment or two… it started feeling… really, really good.

I rubbed harder, feeling small waves of pleasure shoot from my penis through my body. What was this? It felt so cool! But I guess as I was doing it, and it started feeling better, and better, as I rubbed harder and faster… it became noticeable.

“Whatcha doin’?” I heard, completely breaking me out of whatever I was doing.

I looked over at him, feeling very energetic and alert. My heart was throbbing faster than it has all day, and my penis felt so ticklish!

“I… I… I don’t know!” I franticly said, feeling kind of short breathed.

Timmy gave me an awkward stare for a moment or two, and then crawled towards me slowly.

“You were rubbing your diapey… did you go pee in it?” he curiously asked.

“N-No” I said, knowing that if I admitted that I did, he’d probably tell his mom.

He didn’t take my answer seriously though… he reached out and felt my sleeper where I was rubbing.

“I don’t know… feels awfully warm!” he teased. I was so scared now that he was going to tell on me for peeing in my diaper. I didn’t want to be changed!

But after a second or two, that’s when I felt him rub REALLY hard against my penis, which made me shake!

“And you ARE TOO wet!!!” Timmy suddenly said, giggling.

“D-Don’t tell your mom!!!” I suddenly begged, jumping forward.

My hands were trembling slightly… my whole body was at that point. I didn’t want him to tell on me, and I had never felt this way before… my penis was so ticklish… anytime anything touched it I shivered all over my body!

He looked at me funnily, with a real weird look… he was thinking about it.

“Well… I don’t know…” he said.

“PLEASSSSSSE!” I said to him.

He smiled.

“Well… okay… it can be our secret!” he said, smiling.

“But I won’t tell Mommy only if you do something for ME” he said with an evilly playful smirk.

“W-What?” I asked.

“…if you don’t tell Mommy that I’m wet too…” he finished.

I looked over at him…

“You are?” I asked.

He nodded… “Uh-huh!”

I looked down at where his diaper was, but you couldn’t see anything through the sleeper at all.

“…can I see?” I asked, curiously.

“Sure” he said, smiling.

He unzipped his sleeper down to his thigh, and then pulled it away from his diaper. And he wasn’t lying… his diaper was really bulged out in the front, and kind of yellow.

“Cool!” I said, and he smiled.

“Let me see your diaper!” he told me.

“Okay!” I said, and then I unzipped my sleeper like he did, and then showed off my diaper.

He stared at it for a second… and then put his hand on it, and rubbed it real hard, making me shiver!

“Oh wow… someone’s really excited!” he teased some more, making me blush.

I felt so weird at that moment… so shaky, so ticklish… so excruciatingly hot. I wanted to tear myself out of my sleeper because it was so hot in that room at that moment! And when Timmy started rubbing my diaper it just added to it…

“Is your… you know… stiff?” he asked me.

I nodded sheepishly… he just smirked. He looked kind of nervous too though.

“Mine too…” he said.

I looked over… his wet diaper was bulging, just like mine was. I looked up at him and he gave me a shy, quick smirk.

“…want to feel it again? Like before?” he asked. I nodded.

“S-Sure…” I said.

“Can I feel yours, too?” he asked me, and I nodded.

I reached over and started rubbing his diaper, like he was rubbing mine… I wondered if I made him feel as good as he was making me feel right now. He squeezed the front of my diaper and my stiffy and rubbed them, making me feel really, really good… and I did the same for him. It looked like it was working for him like it was for me though…

He and I both were breathing kind of hard, and deep… and his body was kind of shaky like mine was after a little while.

“T-Timmy!” I said, short-breathed.

“Y-Yeah?!” he said to me.

“D-D-Does this feel really cool to y-you too?” I struggled to say, and he gave me a frantic nod. His glassy eyes, and open mouth taking in short breathes of air kind of spoke for him though.

“W-What is this?” I asked. He shook his head, suggesting he didn’t know.

“Keep going!” he said, rubbing my diaper hard, and using his other hand to support him up.

I started pushing my hand REALLY HARD against his peepee through his slippery wet diaper, and that’s when he started moaning loudly!

“Ahhhhhhh! AHHHH STOP STOP!” he said, falling back suddenly. His whole body was shaking, and he was really short breathed!

“What?! WHY?! WHAT HAPPENED?” I asked, leaping back.

He shook his head…

“I don’t know!!! Something weird happened! It suddenly felt WAYY TOO good! It… it… I don’t know… felt like goose bumps going all over the place… it felt TOO good!” he struggled to say.

I looked at him, looking back at me, breathing so heavily… and then I looked down at my own diaper… I had no idea what we were doing… but it felt SO good!

Suddenly though, we heard footsteps coming up the stairs outside of the nursery!

“It’s my mom!” Timmy said, kind of in panic, jumping up.

We zipped up our sleepers as fast as we could, and pretty much leaped over to the coloring books, barely just in time to look normal when the door to the nursery swung open, revealing his mom behind it, holding two bottles of milk…

“How are my boys doing?” she asked as she cam walking in.

“Fine!” Timmy said, doing his best to act normal.

I laid there motionless, scared for my life at that point. I didn’t know if what we were just doing was bad or what… but… something told me it was something his mom, or my mom, shouldn’t know.

She bought it all though… I don’t believe she noticed a thing.

“Time for the babies to go night-night!” she playfully said as she lowered the bars of the crib.

I looked at Timmy and Timmy looked at me. We had been doing that thing for at least a half-hour… but it went by so fast, we didn’t even realize.

“O-Okay Mommy” Timmy stuttered to say, slowly picking himself up from the floor. I did the same.

“Do you boys need your diapers changed?” she asked.

We were both silent… and looked at each other. A bad move on our part, because any intelligent human being would’ve seen the look of guilt on our faces. Before we could say no, she was giggling and telling us to lie down.

“Lie down” she said with a smile.

“B-But we don’t need our diapers changed” I spat out, but it didn’t phase her in the slightest. She just looked at me and pointed down at the floor. I didn’t bother trying to convince her because I knew it was a hopeless battle.

I lied down next to Timmy, and we gave each other an “Oops” look. Timmy’s mom walked out of my view, and came back holding two teen-sized disposable diapers, a thing of baby powder, and a box of baby wipes. She sat those things down in between us, and then went out of my view again, but quickly returned, this time holding two baby bottles filled with milk.

She reached over to Timmy, and gave him one of the bottles, which he immediately started guzzling down. And then she reached over and handed me one, too, which I took in hand and began drinking from as well.

As I lay there, staring up at the ceiling, drinking mindlessly from my bottle, I felt her unzip my sleeper down to my ankle, and start taking my squishy, wet diaper off.

She undid the tapes holding my diaper together, and pulled down the front, showing off my wet peepee for all to see (although it was mostly soft by now). I then felt her take a cold baby wipe, and wipe me clean. She pulled my legs apart, and checked to see if I had pooped my diaper… but then pulled the wet diaper away, balled it up, and tossed it on the floor (for now).

After that, I felt her put a fresh, clean, and dry diaper underneath my butt, and tape it tightly and securely.

“There little guy, now you’re ready to go beddy-bye!” she said with a smile.

But then she grabbed my hand, and pulled me up from the floor (I kept my bottle with me in the free hand the whole time though).

“C’mon” she said, as she led me by the hand over to the crib.

Once I made it to the crib, the bars were already lowered for me. I hopped in like I knew I should, and then Timmy’s mom turned around and went on to change Timmy’s diaper.

I watched through the bars as the whole thing went on. Timmy continued drinking milk from his bottle while she unzipped Timmy’s zipper, and undid the tapes securing his diaper, like she did to me. And she pulled down his front, and started wiping Timmy clean of his wet diaper. His peepee was soft now, too. She wiped it, and his whole “wet area” for that matter.

After that though, she lifted both of Timmy’s legs up over his head like she always did, and started wiping his butt. I think Timmy actually pooped in his diaper!

She wiped his butt several times before finally taking the used diaper out from under him, and replacing it with a new one. She applied some baby powder, and then secured the new diaper around him nice and snug.

“C’mon Timmy, time to go to bed!” she said as she pulled him up from the floor and led him into the crib, like she did to me.

He crawled up inside of the crib next to me, and was still drinking from his bottle. His mom raised the crib bars up high, so high I don’t think I could successfully escape without breaking my neck.

I never really had paid attention until when she raised the bars… about the crib, anyway. It wasn’t like a regular crib… it was bigger! Timmy and I weren’t cramped together close at all… we had plenty of room to be sleeping in there together like that. And the mattress we were on was really soft, and so were the sheets… and yeah, the blankets and pillows too.

“Do you boys need anything before I go downstairs?” she asked us.

I looked at Timmy and Timmy looked at me… I couldn’t really think of anything… we had our bottles of milk and everything, so I just shrugged. But Timmy had something in mind.

“Hey, he wanted to sleep with my teddy bear!” he said, as he pointed over at the bear, still lying there from like two hours ago.

“Oh okay!” she said.

She walked over and picked up the bear, and gently placed it next to me.

“Timmy always sleeps with that bear at night…” she told me while smiling. I just smirked back… after all this time, I still hadn’t completely gotten used to being babied, so being tucked in like this was still… kind of weird. But I liked it so far… I still just needed to get used to it, that’s all.

“Okay boys, sweet dreams!” she said, turning off the light in the nursery.

We returned the words, and before we knew it… it was only me and Timmy in the nursery, once more…

I laid there, my head lying in my pillow, wrapped up in the blanket with Timmy’s teddy bear lying next to me. I hadn’t felt this snug since… well, since I was a baby. I could see Timmy, who was lying there drinking from his bottle looking at me.

The nursery wasn’t completely dark despite the light being off, the windows on the other side of the crib (on the wall) let in a bit of a pale blue light from the streetlights outside.

“Hey” I whispered to him. He looked over and popped the bottle out of his mouth.

“Yeah?” I asked.

“Did you… poop in your diaper?” I asked him.

He just kind of sunk deeply into his pillows and blanket, like he was kind of embarrassed.

“Mayyybe” he said, giggling.

I had never even thought of it… though, I don’t think I was quite prepared to do that yet.

“Would you some time?” he asked me.

I nodded my head. “No… not yet anyway…” I said.

He just nodded and said “Okay, I understand.”

“Messy diapers can take some getting used to” he said. We both just laughed.

“…so… what happened?” I asked.

I had come right out with it… with the question I wanted to ask him for the last few minutes… when Timmy moaned loudly and yelled.

“What happened with what?” he asked me.

“When we… erm… when we were doing that thing with our diapers… rubbing each others’ diapers… and you started yelling and stuff!” I said to him.

That’s when he realized what I was talking about.

“Ohhhh!” he said.

I smiled, and nodded, waiting for him to continue.

“I… I don’t know what that was. It was so… wow… I can’t even describe it. It was so intense, it felt like my body was on fire, but it felt REALLY good… too good… I couldn’t let you continue because it felt too good” he told me.

I was fascinated… what was this?

“…Timmy…” I told him.

“Yeah?” he asked me.

“…do you think… do you think I could do that, too?” I asked.

He looked at me…

“I erm… I don’t know… maybe…” he said with a smile.

“Come here” he told me.

I started feeling my penis getting stiffer inside of my diaper now, as I crawled towards Timmy. I sat gently next to him, and he looked at me with a smirk.

He slowly unzipped my zipper on my sleeper, all the way passed my thigh so that my entire diaper was exposed. He put his hand on the front of my diaper, and started rubbing it gently.

I waited for the buzzes, the shivers, the ticklishness… but it really didn’t come. The diaper wasn’t slick or wet enough.

“Timmy… my diaper isn’t wet… it doesn’t feel as good” I told him.

He sheepishly backed off…

“Well… now what then?” he asked me.

I shrugged… I was completely clueless. I wanted to feel what Timmy felt so bad!

“Well… let’s think here… what were you rubbing when you were rubbing my diaper? My peepee, right?” I asked.

He shrugged and nodded.

“So… I don’t know… maybe… if we took my diaper off?” I suggested.

He looked down..

“You mean like… if I rubbed your peepee instead of the diaper?” he asked…

I shrugged and nodded.

“I… don’t know… but… maybe. If I do this for you, you have to do it for me!” he scolded.

I just giggled and nodded.

“Okay, okay…” I said.

And I watched his hands slowly reach out for my diaper, and remove the tapes… and slowly pull down my diaper, showing off my penis.

“Wow…” Timmy said.

I looked down… my heart was pounding so hard… and my penis was getting tingly again. It was standing on end, like it had been all day. Timmy looked at it… and hesitantly grab on. I could feel his hand warm it up instantly… it felt good already.

And he started pulling on it up and down, which… actually, kind of did feel good!

“Whoa…” I said as he started pulling the shaft of my penis up and down.

“What, what’s happening?” he asked me.

“It feels good… keep going” I told him.

He continued to pull gently on my penis… which made it continue feeling good. And before I knew it, I was shaking and shivering like I was before… it was REALLY good…

“S-Squeeze your hand tighter Timmy!” I insisted, and he obeyed.

His grip tightened around my penis, and he continued to slowly yank on it, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, and it felt so incredibly good…

“Ahhh!” I moaned.

My legs were shaking back and forth.

“T-Timm-mmy… I th-think I m-might be cl-cl-cloosssee…” I struggled so hard to say as I felt his hand stroking my penis so tightly and so slowly… I felt the fire coming… it felt weird.

And then it happened. Out of no where, suddenly…

“AHH! AHHH! AHHHH-“ I started yelling, rocking back and forth as his hand continued pulling on my penis.

I would’ve kept yelling if it weren’t for Timmy, suddenly taking his free hand, and covering my mouth with it, which both held me back, and kept me quiet.

The feeling was SO intense! I felt fire reach out from my penis, all the way from my body. Just like Timmy described, I was having goose-bumps all over. It felt… TOO GOOD! But Timmy didn’t stop like I had. He kept rubbing my penis all the while this happened.

“WHOA!” I heard Timmy shout accidently, but not TOO loud.

As this feeling subsided, and I calmed down, I relaxed… and I calmed down. My breathing was so heavy… my heart was pounding so hard… I felt weak, and exhausted. Down-right tired, like I had ran 100 miles.

“Hey… look at what happened!!!” he told me.

I looked down, and it surprised us both at what happened. It wasn’t just that my penis was soft now… but it was wet, too. And it wasn’t pee.

“What is it?!” Timmy asked.

I looked down, and all over Timmy’s hand, my penis, and even a bit on the blanket in front was a thick, white substance…

“Wow… I… I don’t know” I told him, as I looked at it.

“I’m not completely sure, Timmy… but… I think I heard about it in Health Class…” I said to him, trying to catch my breath. I think Timmy started to understand, too.

“Ohhh… do you think its that? So… it’s nothing bad?” he asked.

I just nodded.

I took my hand, and reached out, and slapped some onto my hand. I figured if Timmy had some on his, I could too. I slipped it between two fingers… it was really slippery, too.

Timmy looked around, and wiped his hand off using my opened up diaper. I couldn’t blame him.

“Well… okay then… erm… now it’s my turn!” Timmy told me.

I was snapped out of my zone, and was now back to Timmy.

“Do that to me! And remember… keep doing it ‘till I do THAT” he said, pointing at the small bit on my hand and on the blanket.

I chuckled…

“Have it your way” I said.

After that though… I just simply reached over and unzipped Timmy’s sleeper for him, down to his thigh like he had done for me. I looked down at his diaper, and saw that he was really hard, too. So I didn’t waste anytime, since I knew he was eager.

I took the tapes off of his diaper, and slowly pulled the front down… and I reached out and grabbed his penis. It was such a rush, to do that. I had never done that before… It had only been a few hours since I had seen persons’ privates, too.

Holding it in my hand was really cool though… it was warm, and soft (despite it being hard). And like Timmy had done to me, I held it tightly, and started to pull on it.

And I yanked it, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, and was trying to do my best like he did his.

“Am I doing it right?” I asked, looking up.

His glassy eyes and heavier breathing answered for him.

So I kept at it, keeping a tight grip and doing it slow.

“Uhhhh… uhhhhhh…” he squealed, kind of kicking his legs and shuffling them back and forth.

“Does it feel good?” I teased. He nodded his head many times, quickly.

I kept at it for another couple of minutes, when suddenly…

“AHH! AHHHHHHH-“ he started to yell, but I made sure to have kept him still, and kept his mouth shut. His eyes were latched shut and he was moving back and forth, kind of slamming his body against the bars of the crib.

And as I continued pulling, I suddenly my hand get really wet!

As I yanked on his penis, I felt my hand suddenly get really warmed, and wet. I took this as a good sign, so I kept doing it. I held my hand over Timmy’s mouth until he gained control… by that time, he looked like he was feeling really, really tired now too.

“You did it too, Timmy!” I told him.

He looked down, and now, there was white stuff on my hand, and some on the blanket.

But he didn’t say anything. He just kept breathing heavily, catching his breath after what I had done to him.

We both relaxed, sitting side-by-side… we were so incredibly exhausted. I wiped my hand off of the inside of Timmy’s open diaper, and then put my diaper back on. Timmy did the same.

I crawled over to where I was lying before… feeling so incredibly tired and exhausted, more than I had ever felt.

I looked over at him…

“So… how was it?” I asked.

He just responded with a smirk, and a thumbs up.

“That… was amazing” Timmy finally said.

I smiled back.

We lied there for a little while. In time, our breaths came back to us. We eventually returned to normal, but were still pretty tired.

“I guess I’m going to go to bed now… I’m really tired” Timmy said.

“Yeah… me too” I replied.

I laid there, my sleeper all fixed up like Timmy and I had never done anything.

“Hey” I heard Timmy say.

“Yeah?” I asked.

“…I don’t think we should tell my mom about we just did” he said.

“I don’t think so either” I replied.

“Okay, cool” he said.

And I closed my eyes, ready to go to bed…

“…hey…” I heard Timmy say.

“…yeah?” I replied.

“…I don’t know how to say this… but… I really think you’re one of the coolest kids that could’ve ever moved here” he said.

I felt a sinking sensation in my chest.

“W-What?” I asked, not sure if I had heard him.

“Yeah… I mean, of all the kids that could’ve moved here… you not only accept what me and my mom do, but you play with us too. And… I don’t know, you’re just a really cool kid. And I’m glad we met” he sincerely told me, smiling.

I had never felt so touched in my entire life. For the first time in a very long time, I really felt appreciated…

“Wow… thanks Timmy… I really appreciate that. And I think that of all the kids I could’ve met, you really are all I could’ve asked for” I said.

He nodded.

“Thanks” he said, smiling back.

And it was at that point, I realized something… it all came into perspective at that very moment.

I realized how much this must actually mean to Timmy. When I put it into perspective… this whole thing, the whole being babied thing… it’s not an everyday thing. And I took it well… it must’ve really meant a lot to him. He probably doesn’t have a friend who does this… I must be the first and only one… and when I realized that, I got a warm, fuzzy feeling inside.

I mean, I wouldn’t have ever imagined that the first kid I’d meet here would be someone who wears diapers, and even gets babied by his mom. I wouldn’t ever think that I’d be sleeping over his house, being babied by his mom, wearing and peeing in diapers, and going to bed in a crib. This must really be a big deal for him.

But that reminded me of something…

“Psst… hey Timmy” I whispered.

“Hmm” I heard him mumble. He was already half-asleep.

“…why exactly DO you wear diapers… and how did you and your mom start this whole nursery and all this?” I asked him.

I heard him put his head up… and he rubbed his eyes, and yawned…

And as he looked at me, and I looked at him, I couldn’t help feeling a moment of suspense.

“I’ll explain it tomorrow whenever we’re more awake… I’m way too tired” he said.

I nodded…

“Okay” I replied.

He smiled at me and I smiled at him, and we both laid back down.

“Goodnight” I heard him say.

“Goodnight” I said back.

And with that… we didn’t say another word for the rest of the night. Before going to bed though… I reached over at the teddy bear that was in the crib… and shut my eyes with it in my arms, and before I even knew it, I was fast asleep…

And that’s how I met Timmy. That’s how my first night over his house went. Timmy and I are now best friends, all thanks to sheer and utter chance. If I hadn’t been walking that day, it wouldn’t have happened this way. I don’t even want to think if he and I didn’t become friends, what my life in my new town would be like.

Today, we still are diapered and babied. My mom still doesn’t know about it, and I don’t think I’ll be telling her any time soon. I don’t want to say exactly how long it’s been since that day took place… but I can tell you that it hasn’t been a full year yet.

I don’t know if I’ll write about us again…



But I might…