DADDY'S Baby Boys
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Subject: Story - Daddy's Baby Boys
Date: 20 Feb 1996 00:46:08 -0500
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DADDY'S BABY BOYS
Dan is the younger of the two brothers. Just the cutest
little boy you could ever know. His light blonde hair seemed
to reflect sunlight and glow. His green eyes shown like
emeralds and seem to twinkle. Four foot eleven and 87 pounds
of energy that seems to be unstoppable most of the time. He
was 7 years old but if you asked him he would insist that he
was almost 8 and you better not call him a 7 year old! Eric
on the other hand was generally a bit more reserved than his
brother. Eleven years old, he was beginning to grow into a
fine young man. He stood a head taller than his little
brother at 5 foot 3. Soaking wet right out of the tub he
weighed about 125 pounds. Almost getting to heavy to pick up
and hold! He had blonde hair too but it was darker and more
like his dads. Everyone says that Paul Newman's blue eyes
were special, but Mark's blue eyes, even at 11, could melt
the heart of any girl he looked at.
A while back, both of the boys were horsing around and
fighting and generally just being boys and rough housing.
They both knew better than to get too rough but one thing
led to another and Danny fell down a flight of stairs. He
didn't break any bones or anything, but after being in the
hospital for a week for tests, we did find out that inside
he had been hurt. Due to a tear inside because of the fall
Dan would never have control of his bladder ever again. We
had a choice really of putting a tube in him and hooking him
up to a bag, or, he could spend the rest of his life in
diapers. After talking about it for a while, we decided to
put Danny in diapers. It was easier than having him hooked
to a bag and would let him still run around and play.
Both Dan and Eric were very well behaved and quiet the
week after Dan came home from the hospital. They knew that
they were going to both be punished for being so careless
and rough. Their mom told them that they would be but that
she was going to put it off for a week before she did it.
After a long talk with the boys, their mother gave them
the promised punishment. Danny tried to get out of it saying
that he was punished enough because he was hurt, but their
mom explained to him again that they were not being punished
for him getting hurt, but for fighting in the first place
and being so careless. Mom had sentenced them both to a long
hard spanking from her to be topped of by a spanking from
me, their dad.
Saturday afternoon after the ball game on TV got over
she called the boys to the living room. Danny was first. His
pants came down and his diaper came off. Mom pulled him over
her knee and began spanking him with her hand. Not very hard
but for a long time. Danny began crying even before his
spanking began. When mom let him up his bottom had been well
warmed and reddened. He was sent to a corner to stand while
she spanked Eric. Eric usually didn't cry before he was
spanked but this time he was. He had been feeling real
guilty about Danny getting hurt. Mom quickly pulled his
shorts and underpants down and pulled him over her knee as
well. She spent the next fifteen minutes spanking him like
Dan. Not very hard but long! His backside as well was well
reddened by the time he was sent to stand in the corner.
With Eric standing there crying now too, mom called
Danny back over. He had expected to have his diaper put back
on and was a little surprised when she put him back over her
knee and began spanking him again. This time a lot faster
and harder. Dan was sent back to the corner and Eric then
got the same treatment that his brother had gotten before
being sent back to the corner as well.
45 minutes later the crying had ended and the boys were
standing there quietly showing off the spanked behinds. I
spanked Danny and sent him to his mother to get diapered.
When I called Eric over for the last of his punishment he
began crying again and saying he was sorry. I think it would
be safe to say that I gave Eric a spanking that he won't
soon forget. When I stopped spanking him, he laid there over
my knee crying for a while before I stood him up and pulled
his pants back up. Both boys were sent to their rooms for
Things went pretty good for a while. Danny didn't like
having to wear diapers. He complained that he wasn't a baby
and that he had been teased at school because some kids
found out he wore diapers. We tried some smaller diapers
that wouldn't be so big, but he would just have to be
changed more often. That seemed to work. But at home he was
kept in cloth diapers most of the time just because they
were less expensive. He couldn't change himself cause he
couldn't pin the diapers so they wouldn't fall off. So Eric
or Mom would take care of that. Least, that's the way it was
until Mom and I got into an argument about me doing more to
help out. She was right though. I did need to spend more
time with the boys doing things. Even if that meant changing
diapers a lot more often.
Trouble is, I didn't realize that I might have been
being too one sided on my attention to the boys, or how
little that attention really was! Things had settled down
and had started to become habit. Danny got used to wearing
diapers all the time. He still didn't like getting teased,
but then no one likes that. It all became almost second
nature. I would change Danny's diaper, barely paying any
attention to him at all as he laid on the floor in the
living room before bed while I watched the news or something
on TV. That was about to change.
Danny had been in diapers now for a few months and we
were no longer having any problems with him about it. We'd
talk once in a while and reassure him that he was growing
up and that he wasn't a baby. Lately though it was Eric
that seemed to be getting into all the trouble. He was moody
and irritable but when he was asked, he always said nothing
was wrong. He had been grounded somewhat. No sleepovers at
any friends houses and he couldn't have any friends over
either until his attitude improved.
I sent the boys to bed early, well, early for a Friday
night. They had both been pushing the limit and I warned
them that they were both looking to be spanked. After
another half hour of noise and playing around coming from
their bedroom, I called up again and asked them if they
wanted me to come up. I told them if I had to that I would
use the strap on them both!
About an hour later with some noise every now and then
still coming from their bedroom, I quietly made my way up
the stairs and listened outside their door.
"Shhhh! I think I heard dad coming up the stairs!"
Danny told Eric.
"Naw! He's to busy watching TV!" Eric replied.
The boys listened quietly for a moment just to be sure.
"Come on Eric! Either put a diaper on or let me put one
on you. It's not that bad. Sometimes it even feels kinda
Why was Danny trying to get Eric to put a diaper on? I
"No way Danny! If mom sees it she'll yell at me for
taking your diapers and think I'm weird!"
"So you'd rather pee the bed and wake up soaked every
night and not get any sleep? I'm getting mad at you're
being such a brat all the time lately!"
"Sorry, I don't mean to be. But if Dad finds out, he'll
think I'm doing it on purpose to try to get attention and
I'm not! If I could help it I wouldn't wet the bed!"
"I know. But you wet the bed twice last week and three
times already this week! At this rate in a couple weeks
you're going to wake up swimming!" Both boys laughed at
"It's not funny Danny! I don't like wetting the bed."
"Yeah, well mom and dad are going to find out sooner or
"Well, I'll deal with that when I have to."
I decided that no was a good time to end this
conversation. I slapped the bedroom door loudly with my
hand and pushed it open. In the dim light form the night
light that was on between the two beds, I saw both boys jump
and try to hide under their covers. I flipped on the light.
"What the hell is going on in here!?" I asked loudly.
"I sent you two to bed over an hour ago and you're still up
I left Danny covered up in bed and hiding. I took Eric
by the wrist and pulled him up out of bed. Taking him by
the arm I began to lead him out of his bedroom and to mine.
On the way out, I grabbed the belt that hung on a hook by
their door as a reminder to them to behave. Eric saw it and
as all kids didn't like it a bit. He tried to pull away but
I held him firmly.
"Daddy! PLEASE! Not the belt! I'll go to sleep! I'm
SORRYYY!" Tears began rolling down his face.
He had felt the belt only once before when he had been
caught playing with matches. Both him and Danny. That had
been the only time I had ever spanked them with the belt.
I sat down on my bed and stood Eric in front of me. I
pulled his pajama bottoms down and let them fall to the
floor. I just looked at him for a moment standing there
sobbing and put him over my knee.
"Give me one good reason Eric why I should not use this
belt on you."
"I'll go to sleep Daddy! I'm sorry! I'll be good from
now on! I promise I will be!"
I let him lay there a few minutes until he relaxed.
When he was sure if he was going to get it or not I gave
him two moderately hard spanks with the belt and stood him
back up in front of me.
"Don't you ever try to hide when something is wrong
with you. You should have told me last week that you wet
the bed. If you ever try to hide anything like this again,
I'll spank you so hard you won't sit down for a year! Is
that clear?" I scolded him.
He stood there holding back the tears and sobs as best
he could. "Yes Sir!" he rubbed his behind. "Perfectly!"
I smiled at him. "Now, go get one of the disposable
Eric took off running leaving his pajama bottoms on the
floor in front of me. He quickly returned not only with a
diaper but the baby powder as well. I laid him down on my
bed. Just like when he was a little baby, I lifted his legs
and slid the diaper under him. After a spray of baby powder
that left a powder cloud, I let his legs down and spread
them. With a tug I pulled the diaper up between his legs
and fastened the tapes to hold it in place.
Standing Eric up in front of me I helped him back into
his pajama bottoms.
"From now on until I say differently Eric, you WILL
wear a diaper to bed."
"Thanks Daddy!" he kissed me on the cheek.
I took Eric back to his room and tucked him into bed.
Before hanging the strap back on it's hook, I turned Danny
on his stomach, covered him up and gave his well padded
behind a good hard smack with the belt.
"Now go to sleep both of you! If I have to come in here
again tonight there are going to be a couple of bare
I turned out the light and left them to fall slowly
The next morning being Saturday the boys slept late.
Late for them at least. They came bounding down that stairs
about 8 am in a race to see who could get breakfast first.
They slid to a stop on the kitchen floor when they saw that
I was already up and waiting for them. They had already
gotten dressed but hadn't put their shoes on in hopes of
being quiet enough to eat and slip out before that got roped
into doing Saturday house work. As Danny slid on his
stocking feet he lost his balance and slid into Eric
knocking his feet out from under him. Both boys ended up
sitting down hard on the floor. I gave them my angry father
look and then broke out laughing at them.
They got up laughing off the floor and fixed their
breakfast. We talked a little about what they had planned on
doing all day. Their plans didn't exactly match mine for
them but there was some room for compromise. After we were
all done eating we still sat there talking for a while.
"Well Eric?" I asked him.
"Well what, Dad?"
"Did you wet your diaper last night?"
Eric's face turned bright red from embarrassment. I
knew it would but I wasn't going to let him hide it anymore
"Don't Daddy me. Just answer my question."
"Yeah." Eric answered and kind of hung his head in
"Yeah nothing!" Danny piped in. "I helped him get the
diaper off and I told him that he would be swimming soon!"
"Shut up Danny!" Eric gave him a dirty look.
"Enough!" I told both of them. "You'll probably
outgrow it Eric so don't worry. I was talking with mom last
night and she reminded me that you are scheduled for a
physical in two weeks anyway. We'll get your plumbing
checked out then."
Eric turned red again and Danny giggled at this as
well. Eric's and Danny's pediatrician was a female doctor
and Eric was beginning to be embarrassed by being naked in
front of her. He'd still have to be checked out though. He'd
I told the boys that they could go out and play for
an hour before they started their work. I reminded them not
to be late getting started or I would give them enough to
keep them working hard all day long. I went to work out in
the garage for a while.
The boys showed up to get to work right on time.
Danny was sent inside to help mom do some house cleaning.
Eric's first job was to get the lawn mowed. With our huge
back yard where the neighborhood usually played ball that
was no light task. I helped Eric push the lawn tractor out
in the open. I watched as he checked to oil, gas and belts.
Everything okay, he started it up and drove off to get
cutting. If he didn't play around too much he could get it
all done in a couple hours. Once in a while one of the
neighborhood boys who were a little older would stop by and
watch. Their dads thought that they were too young to be
using a riding lawn mower.
I went inside for a break and immediately got roped
into changing a diaper. Danny was soaked and was beginning
to show wet spots on his shorts. I took Danny to his room.
He went right over and got all the diaper changing stuff and
laid down on his bed. He lifted his legs as I pulled his
shorts off of him. Unpinning his diaper I pulled it out from
under him. I let him lay there bare while I folded the cloth
diapers to put back on him. Taking the baby wipes I cleaned
him up all over and lifted his legs pushing his bottom into
the air and washed it off as well. While I had his behind in
such a vulnerable position, I gave it a good smack with my
hand and told him next time to make such he put some plastic
pants on so his pants wouldn't get wet. I powdered him and
pinned the cloth diapers snugly into place. Dan stood up and
stepped into the plastic pants I held open for him. He put
on some clean shorts as I tossed his wet diaper into the
pail and put away the powder.
Danny went back to helping mom. He still had to dust in
the living room and clean the bathroom. Eric was pulling the
mower into the garage as I went back out. I never could
figure out how he did it, but he looked like he had just
spent the last day and a half on the dustiest road ever.
Rivers of sweat running down his face and cutting their way
through the mud. It's hard work sitting down for two hours
I tossed him a Pepsi and he took a short break before
cleaning up the tractor and putting it away. Since it was
nice and hot out, he was looking forward to his next job. He
kicked off his shoes and socks and pulled off his T-shirt.
Eric pulled out the hose and set about washing the car and
the truck, not being too careful about not getting wet
himself. In fact, with the cool water from the hose he
rinsed all the dirt off of himself and did his best to stay
wet as he worked out in the sun.
A couple of his friends came by and helped him out a
little. Very little. They talked mostly. I looked up from
what I was doing and to yell at him to stop playing around.
A couple of the girls were out there at the street on their
bikes watching and talking about what they might do this
afternoon and what movie they might be able to go see. Eric
was standing in the back of the truck with the hose pouring
water all over himself. He was being a bit of a show off.
Eric tossed the hose down and jumped over the side of the
truck to the ground. His feet hit the ground and he stood up
spreading his arms like he just did a triple somersault on a
trapeze. Surprise to him, his soaking wet shorts continued
down to his ankles. He scrambled to pull them back up as the
group of kids laughed at what happened.
Red faced Eric came into the garage.
"I'm sure glad I didn't have a diaper on then!"
"Maybe that should be a lesson to you about showing
off. Next time you might have a diaper on. Then what will
"I'd probably die!"
Eric cleaned up and went inside to get changed. Danny
had finished helping mom inside and was ready to be turned
loose to go play as well. Not bad! Everything all done
before 2 for a change. The boys got cleaned up and dressed.
After several phone calls we piled into the truck with
several neighborhood kids and headed off to the mall. The
kids were dropped off at the theater while mom and I did
some shopping. Without the boys being around we bought some
special surprises for both of them that they would learn
We got home late that afternoon or maybe you could call
it early that evening. We had rented a couple movies to
watch this week- end. It seemed too hot to cook dinner so we
threw in a tape to watch and ordered out for pizza. It was a
good movie for kids and they had fun as they ate and watched
At 7:30 mom announced that it was bath time. Both boys
moaned and complained that it was too early! In the first of
several surprises for the boys that night, I got up and got
Danny going. He headed for the bathroom while I got some
clean diapers and PJ's for him. When I entered the bathroom
he had started the shower and was getting undressed. I
turned off the shower and filled the tub to give him a bath.
I helped him finish getting undressed and picked him up and
set him down in the tub.
Danny didn't put up too much of a fuss. He did complain
that he was a big boy and could take his own bath. I told
him that I knew that but that I was his father and I could
GIVE him a bath if I wanted to. I scrubbed him from head to
toe making sure I got his neck clean and having fun as he
slid and squirmed around as I held his ankle firmly and
scrubbed the bottom of his very ticklish feet. Eric and mom
must have thought I was drowning him the way that he was
screaming with laughter!
After I finished washing and playing with Danny, I
started the water draining. Standing up, I picked him up and
holding him at arms length over the draining tub I shook him
in my outstretched hands to shake off the excess water.
Standing him on the top of a step stool I threw a towel over
him and began drying. I wasn't too careful not to tickle him
either. After a few minutes of hiding his head in a towel to
dry his hair, I draped another dry towel over his shoulders.
I picked Danny up to carry him. Holding him on my left
arm and making sure his bare bottom was not covered with the
towel, instead of taking him to his room to get him diapered
and dressed, I took him to my bedroom where his mother was
waiting for him. Dropping the towel on the bed, I flipped
him over and bounced him on the bed as well. Before he could
get away though I grabbed him again and holding him by his
ankles, I picked him up and held him upside down over the
floor near mom. I spread his legs apart.
"Look at this!" I told my wife. "He's starting to get
a diaper rash. I think before it gets any worse, he needs to
have some of that creme stuff put on. For that matter he can
stay naked for a while to and let the air dry him up too."
I swung Danny and dropped him face down back on the
bed. He scrambled to crawl away from me and his mother. He
screamed with laughter as his mother caught him and pulled
him by the leg close to her. I left them there and went to
take care of Eric.
I got his bath ready and called him. He was a bit
embarrassed as I sat him down and took off his shoes and
socks and undressed him. It had been such a long time since
the last time I had given him a bath. As he began to step
into the tub, I lifted him up and set him down into the warm
water. Like Danny, I scrubbed Eric from head to toe as well.
Taking time on the dirtiest part and the most ticklish as
I lifted Eric out of the tub and dried him off while
the water drained. He seemed to get a little dizzy as I
dried his hair hidden in the towel and almost fell off the
step stool where I had stood him just like Danny. He
complained that he wasn't a little boy a little but not as
much as Dan had. When I turned my back for a second he took
one of the towels and began to fasten it around his waist to
go to his room.
He was a little surprised when I pulled his towel away
and tossed him naked over my shoulder. He was laughing and
fought to get down until I slapped my hand down on the naked
bottom bent over my shoulder. I carried him to join Danny
and mom. He was embarrassed from being naked so much. Even
more so when I stood near his mom, grabbed his knees, and
spread his legs too. I asked if it looked like he was
getting a rash too. His mom examined him slowly and informed
me no, but it wouldn't hurt for him to get the same
treatment as Danny to prevent a rash. I dropped Eric face up
over his mother's lap for her to take care of him.
While I went to clean up the bathroom, she took care of
the boys and let them wrestle around naked on our bed. When
I returned I began wrestling and tickling both boys and told
them that I was going to take them out front to get a lot of
fresh air. Mom went to get a couple things ready for what we
had planned for the boys next. Plus I think she wanted to
make sure I cleaned up the boys bathroom.
When she returned about 30 minutes later, I had Danny
tangled up in my legs and Eric was sitting on top of me and
had me pinned to the bed. Eric was struggling to keep me
"Anyone ready to get diapered?" mom asked the two
boys as she stood there holding up two disposable diapers.
"I AM!" Danny called out from where he was trapped.
"Not till I get Dad!" Eric continued his struggle.
Eric was holding me by my wrists and I moved quickly
spreading my arms and making him fall face first into my
chest. I wrapped my arms around him and held him on top of
"Okay! Get him now!" I told his mother.
She came over and began slapping his still bare bottom
with her hand. He jumped around trying to get away but there
was no way that was possible.
"OKAY!! OKAY!! I give!" Eric laughed.
The play spanking stopped and his diaper was dropped on
top of us. I released Danny and his mother pulled him over
to diaper him. Eric rolled over off of me and I got up and
pulled him over and diapered him. By the time I got him
done, mom and Danny were already walking out of the room.
I stood Eric up on my bed. Turning around, he wrapped
his arms around my neck and his legs around my waist and I
carried him on my back down to the living room. I held his
feet firmly as I headed for the front door. Eric panicked
cause he only had on a diaper.
"We just have to go across the street so I can borrow
something." I teased him.
"Let me down Daddy! NO! Please don't take me out
there like this!"
I opened the front door, checked the porch light and
made sure it was off, then closed and locked the door. Eric
relaxed. Mom and Danny were already out on the back porch.
They were sitting there in the porch swing and mom was
holding Danny and swinging. I slid Eric around in front of
me and sat down in the rocker on the other side of the
porch. I pushed Eric's head down on my shoulder and sat
there with him holding him and looking at the stars and
talking very quietly.
I could feel Eric relaxing as I held him and we talked.
I gently rubbed his back. It must have been 7 or 8 years
since the last time we sat like this out on the porch. We
both had missed doing this.
We had heard Danny tell mom that he was thirsty and
wanted a drink. Eric couldn't see what they were doing, but
I could. I watched as their mom leaned Danny back on her lap
and stuck a bottle in his mouth. Danny was shocked and put
up a bit of a struggle but quickly settled down and began
drinking the bottle as his mom held it for him.
I turned Eric around and laid him back to hold him so
he could look up at the stars as we rocked. I softly rubbed
his legs and chest and rocked some more.
"Can I get a drink too Daddy?" He asked me.
I smile down at him. "Sure Son."
His right arm was kind of trapped under my left arm as
I cradled his head and back. I reached down and picked up
the baby bottle of hot chocolate that mom had placed there
earlier. Before Eric knew what was happening, I stuck it in
his mouth and held his hands away from the bottle. Eric
sucked on the bottle until it was empty and just smiled up
We watched a meteor shower go by through the night sky
and as we slowly rocked, Eric fell asleep there in my arms.
Eric's bed-wetting had turned into a nightly
occurrence. We had been assured by his pediatrician that
there was nothing physically wrong with him. Eventually he
would grow out of it, but in the meantime it was a good idea
to keep using the diapers at night. She told us that there
were a lot more 11 year olds who wet the bed than we were
aware of. From talking more with her she led me to believe
that it was a pretty normal thing to happen and I gathered
from what she was saying that most if not all of Eric's
friends were going through the same thing. Maybe that would
explain why the boys were not having any camp-outs together
or spending nights at other friends houses. They were too
embarrassed about it.
"Daddy!! Wake up!"
Eric was standing beside my bed and shaking me.
"Daddy!! Wake up!"
I slowly focused my eyes and looked around. A glance at
the clock told me that it was 4:30 in the morning.
"What's wrong Eric?"
He was standing there with his legs crossed and
shifting his weight from foot to foot and holding the front
of his diaper with his hand. He was still half asleep and
rubbed his eyes with a free hand that had been shaking me a
"I gotta pee real bad and I can't get this thing off!"
he was almost crying.
I sat up in bed and reached out for him. I pulled Eric
to the bed and laid him down on his back. In the dim light
from the hall I worked to unpin his diapers. I pushed his
hand out of the way and pulled the front of the diaper down.
I was about to pull it out from under him and help him up
when a stream of pee shot up into the air at me!
The little stinker was doing it to me again just like
when he was 2 months old! He quickly grabbed for his
spraying nozzle to stop the flow. Just as quickly I pulled
the front of his diaper back up over him and pushed his hand
out of the way. I could see him relax as relief set in and
he laid there wetting the diaper.
"Are you done?" I asked him a few moments later when
it looked like he was done peeing.
"I'm sorry dad!"
"It wasn't your fault. Heck, you can only hold it so
Tears were flowing from Eric's eyes. He was so
embarrassed by what had happened. I pulled the soaked diaper
out from under him and using the baby wipes that are kept by
the bedside I cleaned up the mess and slowly and thoroughly
washed off Eric as well. For some reason there were no
diapers on the night stand were there should have been. So I
decided Eric was going to just have to go back to sleep in
just his T-shirt.
I pulled Eric around and up into the bed between his
mom and me. Laying down beside him I pulled the blankets up
and cover him and me up. I held my son close as he calmed
down and stopped crying. He soon fell fast asleep.
Later that morning at breakfast, Danny and mom thought
it was funny what happened with Eric. He blushed bright red
as I told the story. I tousled his hair and we finished
eating. Both boys ended up blushing though as I talked with
their mother. In spite of all the precautions we had taken,
both boys were getting a pretty bad diaper rash.
Since it had been so hot out lately we had set up the
pool in the back yard. Both boys looked at each other with
delight as I suggested to their mom that they spend plenty
of time out back today getting some fresh air. Mom smiled
and agreed. She knew what I was talking about. The boys
would find out.
I kissed the boys, warning them to behave, and their
mom and headed off to work. For most dads that meant a long
drive to the office fighting traffic. For me it meant a
quick walk to the other side of the house. It was nice to be
able to work out of the house. Only once in a while did I
have to go to the office downtown. When I was working
though, my family knew better than to constantly come
running in to interrupt what I was doing. Every now and then
it did happen though.
My wife told me what happened later. After the boys
cleaned up their room they came running down in their swim
trunks to head out to the pool. She had stopped them at the
back door and asked them where they thought they were going.
When they answered she asked if they had their room clean.
They told her yes. She told them to get those swim trunk off
right now. Both boys saddened and hung their heads. They
must have thought they had more work to do before they went
out to play. Hanging their heads they started going back to
their room to change. Mom asked them where they were going
and told them to get their trunks off right now! Both boys
got really nervous. That could only mean that mom was going
to spank both of them for something. They hesitantly pulled
their trunks down and stepped out of them. Standing their
naked looking at mom.
Mom opened the back door and told them, now they could
go as she gently herded them out the door. There was a brief
exchange of words about "I'm not going out like this" and
"you can go out and play like this, or I can spank you first
and you'll still go out like this and play." The boys
quickly grabbed their pool toys and jumped into the water
hoping that none of the other kids would come over. Their
mom had told me she watched them for a while and then when
they got comfortable with the idea of being in the back yard
naked and playing, she went back about her other work.
It turned out the I did have to go to the office
downtown for a while. It was lunchtime by the time I got
back. Actually, it was after lunch. The boys had already
eaten and were laying on their backs on the lawn chairs in
the sun waiting for mom to tell them they could go back in
swimming. Like little babies they laid there eyes closed and
with their legs spread apart. They didn't hear me when I
came out. Standing there I smiled and decided to tease them
"April! Did you come over to go swimming with the
boys?" I said out loud.
Both boys must have jumped about 2 feet into the air
straight up! They quickly covered their front with their
hands and sat up trying to hide that they were naked. Both
of them looking around for April. April was one of the
neighborhood girls about Eric's age that came over to play
once in a while.
"Relax!" I told the boys. "No one is here."
"Don't do that Dad!" Eric told me. "A guy could get
hurt moving so quickly!"
"I just wanted to see if you were sleeping. I don't
want you to get sunburned down there." I smiled at them.
"We're not sleeping!" Danny told me. "Can we go back
in the pool?"
"That's what I came out to tell you. Mom says that
you can. You guys getting enough fresh air?"
"PLENTY!" they both told me.
I picked each of them up and tossed them up into the
air and into the pool. They asked me to come play with them
but I had to get back to get some more work done. Playing
with then in the pool would have to wait for another time.
About an hour later I heard their mom tell them to get out
of the pool and get dried off. Once they were dry they could
come in and get dressed after she put some medicine on their
rashes. Since mom had taken their towels, they had to lay
out in the sun until they were dry.
While the boys played quietly in the house and I
worked, I also made several phone calls to parents in the
neighborhood to talk to them about what appeared to me to
sound like the wide spread problem of bed-wetting among out
kids. As it turned out, it was even more wide spread than I
think anyone could believe. With the exception of only a
couple children, every boy and girl was wetting the bed at
night. Their ages ranged from 3 to 18 and the problem also
varied among them from only once in a while to every night.
I told parents that I would be calling them again if they
did not mind. None of them did.
I decided though to try an experiment to see if it
would work to get the kids over their embarrassment about
it and to start having fun like kids should. I made two
more phone calls and invited Danny's and Eric's best
friends parents to come over for a cook out that evening. It
would keep exposure to a minimum in case I was wrong cause
both these parents only had the one child.
I decided that I better sit down with my wife and tell
her that we were going to have a bit of a back yard party
tonight and explain to her what I had found out and what I
was planning. The boys were out and about playing. There
were four boys that were going to be in for a bit of a
After work around 5 the other parents and boys came
over. There was some small talk for a while as the boys
made their way out back to play. They had started for the
Nintendo but I kicked them out of the house instead. The
wives sat talking with the husbands out on the back porch
till they decided to head for the kitchen to get some food
ready and exchange some recipes. The boys had asked the
dads to come play some ball with them.
Around 7 with the sun starting to go down I told Eric
to get out the grill and get it fired up. He was the proud
big boy to do as he was asked. Ever since I had caught him
playing with matches, after punishing him, I knew that he
didn't do it any more. However, under a watchful eye from a
distance I did let him behave grown up and light the grill
and at times the fireplace as well.
With the moms bringing out the food to cook, the dads
gathered again to cook and talk. The boys were sent to get
changed to go swimming. They could go in the pool until it
was time to eat and would be allowed to go back in later as
well. As they splashed around in the pool I decided that it
was time to break the ice on my plan.
I asked the other two fathers why didn't they just let
their boys spend the night. Now, you have to picture this.
These boys had never spent the night at a friends house.
None of them. All because they were too embarrassed about
wetting the bed and wearing diapers. I had asked this loud
enough for the boys to hear. All four of them got very
quiet very quickly. They relaxed some when the other two
fathers told me that they probably couldn't stay.
As we all sat around eating hamburgers and hot-dogs,
the mothers brought up the subject of the boys staying over
again. The boys who had been sitting together on the grass
talking became silent and almost turned white with fear
that their problem would become known to their friends.
Danny's friend Michael went over to sit by his mother
and told her that he didn't think it would be a good idea.
He didn't want to stay. Eric's friend Mark was getting very
nervous again too. I could tell from the look on Eric and
Danny's face that they were not too keen on the idea either.
As far as the boys were concerned they were not spending
the night. They didn't know that it was already decided
that they would be staying.
Mark thought he was going to die when his mother spoke
"Well, if Mark is going to be spending the night. I'm
going to have to go home and bring over some of his diapers
"MOM!! HOW COULD YOU!??" Mark got up to run away but
his dad caught him and pulled him onto his lap. Mark began
Eric was the next one to start getting over his shame
and embarrassment real quickly.
"There's no need for that!" my wife told Mark's mom.
"I'm sure that Eric's diapers will fit Mark."
Eric had moved beside me sitting on the grass and hid
his face in my leg. "MOMMY!!"
"Do you think his diapers will fit Michael, too?" his
mother asked as she held him so he couldn't run off either.
"Probably not," I told her. "I'm sure that one of
Danny's will though."
"That's good! Some mornings Michael wakes up so wet I'd
swear he was a fish!"
Michael turned so red and buried his face in his
I explained that Danny had to wear diapers all the time
and I also explained why. Danny took it all okay. He was
pretty much okay with having to wear diapers all the time
anyway. He just hated it if someone found out and teased
The parents continued talking and generally ignoring
the boys as if they were not there, but not letting them
run off and hide either.
"I have been thinking about putting Mark into diapers
all the time." his mom explained. "I think he likes it and
he is so much better behaved when we have him in diapers."
Mark turned a bright red. The other boys were still red
too but their color was returning to normal. It was decided
that the boys would be spending the night and that there
would be no problem with having them all in diapers. The
boys were allowed to go back in the pool so they went off to
play quietly and talk.
It seemed that the plan was working well. The parents
sat around talking some more. I had explained to them what
I had found out from all my phone calls and what I had
heard from the doctor. We talked about what we were going
to do with the hiding of this diaper wearing.
Long about 10 I sent Eric and Mark to go get some
diapers and other changing stuff to bring out. When he
returned, the mothers took charge. The boys were ********
out of their swim trunks and laid down on the grass to get
powdered and diapered. After goodnight kisses and hugs they
were all sent in to go to bed. After two hours of more
talking all four of the diapered boys fell asleep no longer
being embarrassed about being diapered in front of their
friends. They still didn't know about the rest of the
neighborhood, but they would find out in a week or two.
It took a couple weeks to figure out just what we were
going to do. Most of the parents were surprised to learn
that bed-wetting and diaper wear was so wide spread. As
parents, we had let our children down by allowing them to
hide it and be ashamed of it. We needed to make a drastic
change rather quickly to make up for that mistake. At the
same time we wanted to teach the kids a lesson about hiding
things and not cause too much embarrassment.
We at long last came up with a reasonable solution.
Again, after dozen of face to face discussions with parents
and dozens of phone calls, we put the plan into action.
Everyone was going to get together for one big backyard
All week long as time permitted, fathers stopped by and
brought over tents and set them up in our back yard. A few
extra barbecue grills were brought over and put into place.
Mothers stopped by comparing menu needs and making trips to
the store. We even had a second pool brought over and set up
so the littler kids could be separated from the bigger and
rougher older kids.
Everyone gathered on Saturday morning around 10. Danny
and Eric were so excited some of the other kids were ready
to get going too. I grabbed my loud speaker and got on with
it quickly so no one could back out.
"OKAY! Here we go! Before we start, let's go over the
rules quickly. Today's party is a kids secret costume party.
The winner is going to get a thousand dollar shopping spree
at a toy store. For you older kids, you'll get to choose the
store if you win. The winner will be judged on the most
original costume and the most secret. If anyone knows about
your costume other than one of your parents, you are
There must have been forty kids wrapped in blankets to
hide their costumes standing in front of their smiling
"The other rule was that you had to make your own
costume out of things that are around your home. You
couldn't go out and buy anything for the costume that you
didn't already have."
Kids and parents all nodded. I made a big deal out of
it and went to each child one by one. Into the microphone
they had to say their name and confirm that only one parent
knew what their costume was and that they didn't buy
anything that they didn't already have at home.
The smallest entrants right up to the older teenagers
told everyone that they had followed the rules. The older
ones were a bit nervous. They didn't quite put their finger
on it, but I was getting them to admit that the diapers were
something that was not a new idea and had been in their
With a drum roll and a clash of cymbals, parents pulled
the blankets from their children and tossed them away. There
was dead silence for a moment or two as everyone looked
around in total surprise. 40 kids of all ages dressed in
nothing but T-shirts and diapers.
Before things got out of hand, 17 year old John's
mother, grabbed him by the wrist and pulled him out in front
of the group. She came over and took the microphone from me.
"Yes," She said and got their attention. " Yes we did
trick you. Every one of you by your own admission has said
that the diaper you are wearing was something that did not
need to be bought. From looking around to see how well they
fit, it seems that everyone has been wearing diapers for
some time. Even my little Johnny here!" She held him around
his waist pulling him close and slapping the side of his
diapered bottom. Little Johnny stood a foot taller than his
mother and his face turned bright red.
I took the microphone back.
"Every one of you has been so ashamed of wetting the
bed and wearing diapers that you never even told your best
friends. Never went over to stay at a friends house
overnight, and never had any friends over either. Parents
too are guilty of hiding this also. We only found out about
this quiet by accident. I think you all need to be punished
for such behavior!"
Parents heads nodded and children looked around and got
"Kids, this is your punishment." A few heads hung.
Faces turned red. A couple protests and appeals to parents.
"None of you will be allowed to leave this yard. You are all
sentenced to a camp out and sleep over for the next three
A chorus of cheers and "All Right!"s went out.
"Parents.... You are all sentenced to make sure that
the kids are all fed and have fun."
Even more and louder cheers went up. Kids jumping up
and down everywhere.
I smiled and looked around and then made a few more
faces turn a bright shade of red.
"That includes changing wet diapers!"
I started picking up a couple boys and tossing them
into the pool. The party had begun. All the kids swimming
and playing and having fun. It no longer mattered that they
were in diapers or who saw. They were all kept in diapers
the rest of the day and that night. Sometimes some of them
would gather in a group and could be overheard talking about
how long they had been wearing diapers or how long they wet
Later that day we announced the winner of the costume
contest. It appeared that there was a 40 way tie for first
place. Which was kind of what we had planned on anyway. That
way each parent gave each of their children a 25 dollar
prize. They were each also given a certificate announcing
that they were a first place winner. Complete with a blue
ribbon and gold seal.
The next couple days, the kids were allowed to not wear
diapers during the day. A few of them did though just to
show off and be different. Danny had to wear diapers.
Eventually everyone found out why and no one ever teased him
about it either. Mark chose to wear his diapers. I think he
liked to and the way they felt. He had almost won the
contest because he had a pacifier hung on a ribbon around
his neck and was also carrying and almost empty baby bottle
of juice. I saw him later and he looked so cute laying there
on the grass with a couple other boys drinking his bottle.
After that party, it wasn't unusual to see kids in
diapers. At night, every now and then you'd see a boy or
girl in diapers walking to a friends house carrying a
blanket or toys. Quite often you could see Tommy on his bike
wearing nothing but a diaper as he delivered the morning
papers. Just another typical day in the diapered
Danny and Eric did have other adventures in their
diapers. Danny didn't have much of a choice, but Eric did.
But then, that's another story.