I wet my bed until I was 17 and my mother diapered me every night. I'd wake up each morning and my diapers were always wet, even when I was an older teen. That was in the 50's to early 60's and we only had cloth diapers so my mother pinned my diaper on each night and in the morning would take my take my rubber pants off and unpin my wet diapers, clean me and help me get ready for school. I'd ask her to let me diaper myself but she insisted on her doing it, telling me I might hurt myself trying to pin my diapers on correctly. She didn't trust me to do i t properly, and anyway, by the time I was 12 or 13 I was getting becoming aroused and would have an erection as she cleaned my privates, powdered me and pinned my diapers on. At first I would play with myself after she left not exactly knowing what I was doing, but it was so pleasurable I kept it up until I ejaculated. i thought I was doing something wrong, but at the same time it felt so good I continued and would do it again in the morning when I woke up and had an erection again. It felt even more intense under my soggy diaper. One morning my mother caught me, saw my cum on my diaper as she took them off, and asked me if I had been touching myself. I felt embarrassed or ashamed and started to cry, afraid I was going to be punished. But instead she comforted me, explained what I was doing was called masturbation and that for most boys and girls, masturbation was their first sexual experience and nothing to be ashamed or scared of but just a normal part of growing up. After that I continued to wet my be and my mom continued to diaper me, finally telling me I needed to potty train completely before I left home for college. It took a year so more but I finally did stop wetting my bed, but by then diapers and sexual gratification had become ingrained in my psyche and sexual identity. So once I left home for good I continued to indulge myself whenever I could.