After the fourth class of the day, lunchtime was here. Bob went home for lunch and to get out of his wet diapers. Bob was greeted by his mother just the same as usual and told him to eat his lunch which consisted of Sloppy Joe's, French Fries and a Coke. Bob's mom asked him if his diapers were wet, in which Bob replied that they were. Bob told his mother about Mark finding out about his diapers and that he is a chronic bedwetter. She told Bob that, "it probably was about time that your best friend finds this out. Now you can have him over to spend the night without worrying about him discovering that you still wear diapers for lour bedwetting. Even though Bob's and Mark's parents were close friends, it was never discussed that both their boys still wet the bed and require night diapers.

After bob had eaten his lunch, his mom told him to lie down on his bed and she would take cart of his wet diapers. He did as instructed and his mom proceeded to pull off his jeans exposing the very soaked cloth diapers inside his teen-sized plastic pants. She carefully removed his plastic pants and un-pinned his wet diapers. Once she cleaned Bob up with some wipes and dried him off, Bob was expecting to put on a pair of regular underwear on as earlier explained to him. But instead of leaving his room Bob's mom retrieved an Attends disposable diaper with one of those diaper liners for added absorbency. "Why are you getting out another diaper?" Bob said nervously. "Well, after your father returned home from dropping you off from school, we both decided that it would be in your best interest if you started to wear diapers ah the time, even to school. We figured that since you can't keep your bed dry and require night diapers and when you do wear daytime diapers, it seems you can't keep them dry either. So from now on, you art going to wear diapers 24/7." As she was saying this to Bob, She placed the disposable diaper underneath his bum and taped them up in place. Bob couldn't believe it; he lay there motionless and had tears in his eyes as he was going to return to school wearing not only diapers but thick disposable diapers at that. He told his mother that he didn't want to return to school wearing diapers in fear that his classmates would find out and tease him about his diapers, especially when he had to undress in gym class. Bob's mother told him that it was too late for excuses and that he was going to wear them all the time until his bedwetting stopped and his night diapers remained dry for an entire month. After his diapers where taped firmly in place he pulled up his jeans over the thick disposable diaper. The bulk of the diaper wasn't quite as noticeable as the thick cloth diapers and plastic pants he had on earlier, but what made it noticeable to Bob was the crinkling affect that the disposable diaper gave. His mom gave him a hug and told Bob that this was for the best. "You might not like wearing diapers to school, but I think that this just might cure your constant bedwetting problem."

Bob returned to school and joined myself for the 5th period class. I looked at Bob and then again at his crotch, noticing that they were less bulky, but on the other hand something still wasn't quite right. We had commons between our 5th and 7th periods, so we sat in the library. I noticed as Bob sat down, you could hear a faint crinkling sound, like a disposable diaper would give, but I didn't think that Bob was returning to school in diapers. Finally Bob told me that his parents are making him wear diapers all the time, even to school. "They figured that if I wear diapers all the time, maybe I would stop wetting the bed."

"I don't know what to do... I really don't mind wearing diapers, but I'm 15 years old and I don't know one single guy my age that still wears diapers. "How can I participate in P.E. tomorrow if I'm wearing a disposable diaper? Everyone will laugh a me." Little did he know that I wore them to bed every night, but I was waiting for the perfect time to tell him! I said to Bob, "Look, if you are going to have to wear diapers all the time you might as well accept it and do your best and not let others get to you. I'll stand up for you and give you the support any way that I can. "Look at it this way, what are diapers anyway... just another form of underwear. Yes, one that is highly absorbent and has a plastic backing to it, but other than that, they still protect you like underwear, they give you support like underwear, so it shouldn't be a big deal in wearing diapers to school. Just tell the other classmates that you developed a condition, which requires you in wearing diapers for a period of time, something you can't help but need the extra protection. I think if you let them know it's not your fault and you really don't want to wear diapers then I would guess they would accept you for who You are and not what you wear."

"I guess you are right, but how would you like to wear diapers to school, Mark?"

"Well since I really can't say what it would be like in wearing them during the daytime, I guess I can't say for sure on how you feel" Mark responded. Excuse me Mark, but why can't you say what it would be like in wearing them during the daytime over wearing them at night? Well you know what I mean..." Mark tried to quickly cover-up his comments. "I do have to admit that it is strange wearing diapers to school after all these years. They are sot of comfortable," Bob replied.

Well, the rest of the afternoon went on and no big upsets, except that when school got out I could tell that Bob has wet. His jeans were sagging a bit, so I knew he had wet his diapers. I asked Bob, "as long as I know that you wear diapers, why don't you spend the night at my house tomorrow night. Being a Friday night, we can stay up late and sleep in late in the morning." Bob said that would be great as he also wanted to spend the night with me, but he had to ask his parents if it would be OK.

Bob returned home, sat his books down and got a glass of milk to drink. His dad was home and asked Bob if he needed a change. Bob of course knew that his diapers were at the breaking point of being over-saturated, told his dad that he did. His dad instructed him to go to his room and lie down. As Bob did this, he noticed that even though his parents were making him wear diapers 24-hours a day, there wasn't a tone of punishment within his dad voice, but an actual caring voice saying like, "it's all going to work out in the end." This made Bob to feel a lot better about himself and kind of liked wearing diapers and the extra attention it brought. his dad pulled off his shoes and then pulled off his jeans, exposing his extremely wet disposable diaper. As he was un-taping his wet diaper, he said to Bob, "Looks like you really needed these diapers. you're really wet and You didn't think about using the bathroom. Instead you wet your diapers on purpose." Bob didn't say a word as a fresh clean thick cloth diaper was pinned on with plastic pants placed over the bulky cloth diapers. As his dad was diapering him, he asked if he could spend the night at Mark's tomorrow night. his dad asked Bob if Mark Knew about his bedwetting and the need for diapers. Bob said that Mark knew that he wore diapers and needed them at night too! Bob's dad said that it would be fine," but remember that you will have to wear diapers ah the time, just not at night and Ill have to ask Mark's mom or dad to change your diapers. Do you still want to spend the night at Mark's house knowing that you'll be diapered day in and day out?" Bob's dad asked him. "Yes, I still would like to go over to Mark's house!"

"Well then I guess it is OK with me" Bob's dad replied.

Bob was changed one more time before going to bed. His diapers were thoroughly soaked and his parents didn't say anything about his wet diapers as they pinned on his thick nightly diapers. On Friday morning, as they had done for the past 4 years, his parents woke Bob up and stuck their hand inside Bob's plastic pants only to find very wet diapers. I'm not sure why they continued in checking to see if Bob was wet, when they perfectly knew that his night diapers were going to be completely soaked. Bob's wet cloth diaper was changed into a dry Attends diaper along with the added diaper-doubler so no additional changes were needed. Bob put on a pair of boxer shorts over the diapers to help conceal the fact that he was wearing diapers. With the addition to the boxer shorts, his Levi's jeans appeared a little bulkier than yesterday afternoon. His mother gave him a note to explain to the gym instructor that Bob need not take a shower after P.E. Although at some point Bob would have to start taking showers, which meant that he would have to fully expose his diapered state and change into a clean, dry diaper afterwards. He was a little nervous about changing into his gym shorts without anyone suspecting what he was wearing.

Bob left for school and joined myself before the first period. I could tell that Bob was diapered again, and even I was a little jealous over that he got to wear diapers to school and I didn't! P.E. was during the 3rd period and when it came time to go to gym class. Bob confessed to me that he was really nervous about the others finding out about his diapers. He told me that he put on a pair of boxer shorts to conceal his diapers, but didn't know if that would be enough. As we walked into the boys' locker room, Bob handed the P.E. instructor the note from his mom. All the instructor said was "Looks like we have another one on our hands." Both Bob and I didn't know what he meant by that, but at least Bob didn't have to take off his clothes and shower. I watched Bob get undressed and you really couldn't tell by looking at his boxers that he was wearing diapers underneath. After we had our gym shorts on, we headed for the gym.

Once in the gym I could hear the faint crinkle of Bob's diaper whenever he was close to me. I wondered if any of the other guys had heard it, too. Everything went well during P.E. and no one suspected that Bob was wearing diapers, or at least that's what I thought. We headed back into the locker room after gym class was over and most of the guys started to undress to take showers, with me included. Bob on the other hand just took off his gym shorts and was sitting on the bench with his boxer shorts on, putting on his socks when I heard the boy next to Bob say. "What's that crinkling sound you make when you move about." Before you knew it I heard a loud voice say, "looks like a diaper sticking out from Bob's boxer shorts." Bob tried putting on his jeans quickly to avoid any further embarrassment, but the boy behind Bob pulled down Bob's boxer shorts only to fully expose Bob's disposable diaper, which by this time was a little damp. Everyone broke out laughing and saying to Bob, "look at the diaper boy." Or "Diaper- Bobby" I went over towards Bob and shouted, "Bob has a medical problem and has to wear diapers for protection. How would you like it if any of you had to start wearing diapers again and got teased for wearing them! At least Bob has the guts to participate in P.E. Knowing that he is wearing diapers. Give him a break and stop teasing him, it's hard enough handing wearing diapers again, but he doesn't need your grief." Some of the classmates still snickered, but most of them fell quiet. Bob continued in getting dressed while others took their showers. You could hear in the shower room them discussing the discovery of Bob's diapers. Bob thanked me for standing up for him. I told him, "No Trouble buddy, I can understand what you are going through."

After gym class, a few students Bob and I passed said some snide remarks, but overall it wasn't all that bad. One guy actually asked Bob if he was really wearing diapers. Bob, proudly said that "Yes, I'm wearing diapers." It takes a lot of guts to admit that you still wear diapers. Since Bob was fully diapered and didn't need a change until after school was out. He joined me for lunch in the school cafeteria. Some guys and girls came up to Bob and told him that he was pretty brave in having to wear diapers again and not lose it in gym class. Of course there were those few students, with small brains I guess, who teased him and called him "Diaper Boy" but that was about the extent of the ridicule. During lunch I did ask if he was going to spend the night at my house, which he said yes. Now I could let him on my secret that I wet the bed and wore diapers to bed, just like my buddy Bob.

Once school was out, Bob and I where walking home and discussing what we were going to do tonight and tomorrow. As we approached Bob's house, he told me that he would be over in about an hour. He wanted to pack some stuff he needed (which I knew meant diapers) and he needed a change before coming over, he told me that he wasn't really comfortable in having my parents change his diapers. That's why he wanted to change before coming over to eliminate any unnecessary diaper changes. I told Bob that I completely understand his thought process, but told him that I thought that my parents already knew that he wore diapers to bed and that it shouldn't be a big problem in my house. They kept your secret away from me, hoping that someday, you might tell me yourself.

Bob walked in to his house and I headed towards mine. Once Bob was in his house, he was greeted at the door, just like every day before, with a hug and a big smile. Bob's mom gave him some cookies and milk while Bob told her about the incident in P.E. class and how Mark stood up for me. Bob's mom told him that now you don't have to be concerned about the other kids finding out that you wear diapers. "I think that putting you in diapers even at school will help you out." His mom said, "What do you think, Bob?"

"Yeah, I guess you and dad are right. I kind of like wearing diapers all the time." Bob replied. "I thought that you really wanted to wear diapers deep down inside you. but never came out until we forced diapers on you yesterday!" Bob's mom added.

After his snack, he when into his room to pack a few things he needed to sleep over at Mark's. His mom helped him out. Inside is duffel bag, he packed some pajamas, extra jeans and a T-shirt for tomorrow and 6 Attends disposable diapers with some extra diaper- doublers. She even packed one of his thick cloth night diapers and 3 pairs of plastic pants. She told Bob that you might want to consider wearing some plastic pants over your disposable diaper, just in case you wet yourself quite heavily. You don't want to ruin any of Mark's furniture. The other plastic pants, one was a snap-on variety and the other one was a pull-on type but was a baby blue kind. Just in case you feel like wearing them over your night diapers. You can decide what type Of diaper to wear, but remember, you have to wear diapers all the time and Mark's parents are fully aware that you now need diapers 24-hours a day. I didn't tell them why, so your secret is safe with you, unless you want to tell them. It's up to you.

Bob's wet diaper was changed into one of those junior disposable diapers (the ones that are a baby-blue color) instead of the Attends diapers he had been wearing for the last two days, along with the added diaper-doubler. He asked why the change in diapers and they replied that they wanted to see if these diapers fit and were any good. Bob noticed that they were a bit thicker than the Attends and had more padding on the sides of the diaper. The one thing bob noticed even more, was the fact that these diapers didn't have an elastic waistband, but these baby-blue diapers had the standard waist top. They would stick out from his pants if he weren't careful enough. He closed up his pants and walked over to my house with his duffel bag in tote. I greeted Bob at the front door along with my mother. She said that I could put my bag in Mark's room and then you two guys can play Nintendo or whatever you to decide. She asked both of his if we wanted any thing to drink, which we both of us said "Mountain Dew".

Bob and I decided to play a quick game of Nintendo 64 Star Fleet Academy. As We played, Bob every once in a while bent forward to set some controls on the master controller. That's when I noticed his baby-blue disposable diaper sticking out from the back of his pants. I was surprised to see him wearing a baby-blue diaper. They look just like disposable diapers for toddlers and I also thought he looked so cute wearing diapers. It even looked cuter when his disposable diaper stuck out of his pants. he looked like a toddler boy, with no cares in the world, diapered and happy. I didn't tell him that his diaper was sticking out, I just wanted to enjoy the moment. My mother even at one point noticed Bob's diaper, but never said a word. We played for about an hour when we decided to go skate boarding. I lent him one of my skateboards. We practiced our maneuvers at a local park. While we jumped around with our skateboards, Bob bent forward to balance himself, his diapers stuck out and even other guys noticed that Bob was wearing diapers. They snickered and Bob knew that they saw his diapers as he tucked his shirt in his jeans, but I really think that Bob was so comfortable being in diapers, it didn't matter who knew about his diapered state. One guy came up to Bob and I and said to Bob, "Look, baby-blue plastic underwear Dude". After about an hour or so, I told Bob that we better head back, as dinnertime was about to approach. We walked back to my house and talked about the guy who thought his diapers were "cool". "Do you think that there are other guys who secretly want to wear diapers, but are afraid to?" Bob asked me. "Well, I'm not sure how many guys want to wear diapers, but I think you are not the only one." I replied. Bob then asked me, "Mark, do you think I'm too old to be wearing diapers or do you think of me as a big baby?"

"I don't think anybody is too old for diapers. If they need diapers, then they should wear them no matter what age. And no, I don't think you are a big baby just because you still wear diapers. Look, you wear diapers at night because of your bedwetting, right?" I replied. "Well, yes," Bob answered. "And just because you wear diapers during the daytime, because you like to or by punishment, doesn't make you a big baby. Now if you went around talking like a baby, sleeping in a crib and drinking out of a baby bottle, then I'd say you were a big baby. Do you do any of things Bob?"

"No" Bob shouted back. Then just because you still wear diapers, doesn't make you a big baby, OK."

"OK" Bob answered.

Once we got home dinner was almost ready. We both washed our hands and sat down at the dinner table. We enjoyed our meal and after dinner Bob and I played another game of Star Fleet Academy. I could tell by the way Bob's jeans sagged, he was wet. I still admired the way his diaper stuck out when he bent forward. It was getting pretty late and my mom suggested that wt get ready for bed. We didn't have to go to bed, just get ready. I could tell that Bob was a little uneasy of having my dad change his diaper. I assured him that my dad wouldn't think anything of changing your diapers. Bob asked me why was that and I replied that it doesn't bother him. I didn't want to give any secrets away, so I tried backing out of the answer. My mom and dad entered my room and told that it was time to get ready for bed. My mom suggested that Bob stay in your room with your father and you can come in my room and get ready for bed, my mom told us. I was thinking that Bob was wondering why I just couldn't put my pajamas right in the same room. Unless I felt uncomfortable watching Bob's diaper get changed. Hopefully that is what he was thinking. After I left my room, my dad asked Bob to go ahead and lie down on the bed. Bob did as was instructed in which my dad pulled off Bob's shoes, and unbuckled his belt and pulled down his jeans, exposing his very wet disposable diapers. He then asked Bob to sit up so he could take off his shirt. There Bob was lying almost naked on my bed, just in a very soaked diaper. He asked Bob, what type of diaper he usually wore at night and Bob responded that he wore cloth diapers and plastic pants. My dad looked inside his duffel bag and saw there were disposable diapers, plastic pants and thick cloth diapers. He suggested that maybe he would be more comfortable in a disposable diaper, since you are away from home and it would be easier to clean up than cloth diapers. Bob told him that would be okay. He retrieved a clean dry Attends disposable diaper and 2 diaper-doublers and a pair of plastic pants. He carefully tore the tapes away from the wet diaper and folded it into itself and taped it shut. Bob was amazed on how efficiently Mark's father took care of a wet disposable diaper. He cleaned up his bottom with a baby wipe and carefully placed the thick dry disposable diaper with the 2 diaper-doublers on Bob. After he taped them up snuggly in plate, he then slid a pair of plastic pants over the disposable diaper. He said that it was just in case you are a heavy wetter. He then told me to go ahead and put on my pajamas. Bob was thinking that Mark's dad diapered him so expertly how did he become so quick on changing diapers.

While Bob's diaper was being changed I was in my mom's room having my diapers put on me as well! I wore the same disposable diapers as Bob and the same diaper-doubler, My mom asked me while she was diapering me, if Bob Knew that I wet the bed and wore diapers too. I told her that Bob was unaware of my bedwetting but I was waiting for him to sleep over, so that way he could discover that I was wearing diapers on his own. "Don't you think you should have let him know that he isn't the only boy that needs to wear diapers, especially after what he went through at school, young man!" my mom asked me. Well I guess I should have, but after tonight he'll know of my secret, too. After my diapers were snuggly taped in place, I put on my pajamas as well. As ( walked out from my mom's room, you could hear the tattle tale sounds of my crinkling disposable diapers.

As I walked toward my room, my dad was just leaving my room. I entered my room and Bob was sitting on my bed. You could tell that he was thickly diapered for the night. I asked Bob if he wanted to play another Nintendo game in which he said that he would. As Bob got off the bed you could hear the crinkling of his disposable diapers. I walked and sat down next to the computer, my diaper crinkled underneath my pajamas as well. Bob didn't stem to notice yet. I bent forward to set the controls and I knew that this time my disposable diaper was sticking out from behind my pajamas. I'm sure that Bob saw them, but he didn't say anything. Through the first half of the game, we bumped each other and kidded around. All the time we were doing this, both of our diapers were crinkling. Finally Bob looked at me and asked, "Mark, can I ask you a personal question?"

"Shoot" I replied. "I have been noticing some crinkling going on when you walk or move around and when you bent forward, I could swear that I saw a disposable diaper underneath your pajamas. Do you have to wear diapers, too?"

"Okay, you got me," I replied. "I've been a life long bedwetter and have worn diapers to bed all my life just like you. Having my diapers put on me at night is just like putting on pajamas for most kids, except that I get diapered first. When you told me a couple days ago that you still wet your bed and when you showed me your cloth diapers and plastic pants in the boys' room, I couldn't believe my eyes, that I wasn't the only 15-year-old still wearing diapers. I wanted to tell you right then, but the bell rang and I never really got the chance to tell you. So I thought I'd wait for tonight so that way you could notice that I was wearing diapers. I hope you aren't upset with me for not telling you any sooner, are you, Bob?"

"No, I guess not. I can't believe that we've been friends for so long and both of us have the same problem and wear diapers to bed, or at least you. I now have to wear them all the time now. Oh well, I like wearing diapers, don't you, Mark?" Bob replied and asked. "Yeah, I like wearing diapers at night, I mean I've been wearing them all my life. I wouldn't know what it would be like to sleep in a bed not wearing thick, comfy diapers. Wearing them during the day though, is an interesting idea. I don't think I would cars to do it and I'm sure that my parents have enough on their hand with just the night diapers," I replied. "Have you ever worn cloth diapers and plastic pants to bed, Mark?" Bob asked. "Yes, mostly on cold winter nights, but my mom doesn't like all the extra laundry, so she'd rather keep me in nice thick disposable diapers," I added.

It was so cool to find out that Mark wet the bed and wore diapers too! We decided to take off our pajamas and talk just in our diapers. Bob asked me why his parents haven't made a big deal with the bedwetting. Mark told Bob that he was potty trained at the normal age of 3, but for some reason he continued in wetting the bed. At first his parents didn't have him wear a diaper to bed, but after a solid month of waking up wet, they decided that he wasn't ready to get out of nighttime diapers. So after that I wore diapers to bed every eight. They did take me to a doctor and he said that there wasn't anything physically wrong with me and that my bedwetting will stop when he is ready to stop. The doctor also explained that in some children that the bedwetting never stops and they continue in wetting into their adult life. My parents just let me wear diapers to bed and I've been wearing them now for 15 years. My mom doesn't mind that I still need night diapers and she doesn't mind spending the extra money on diapers, as long as they make me comfortable. In a way I think she likes keeping me in night diapers. It kind of keeps me her baby, even though I'm growing up. Bob was amazed that his parents were so cool with that fact that Mark still needed night diapers. I wish my parents had the same attitude, instead of making me wear diapers all the time, Bob said.

After talking awhile Bob and I decided to go to bed. We had to share a king size bed that was in my room, but hey, I wasn't complaining. We both jumped in bed just in our disposable diapers. We turned out the light and faced each other still whispering about wearing diapers at 15. I stared into Bob's eyes and he into mine. I wanted to touch Bob and his diapers, but I thought I'd better keep things cool for a while. We both drifted off to sleep with a few minutes.

***

The next morning, Bob woke up to me lying awake looking at him. As he awakened, I asked Bob if his diaper was wet.

"Of course they're wet, otherwise I wouldn't have to wear diapers now wouldn't I. How about you?" he replied.

I told Bob that his diaper was extremely wet as well. Just then, my mom came in and told us to get dressed. I climbed out of bed just in my wet disposable diaper and headed off for the bathroom with a clean pair of Jockey underwear in tow. My mother told Bob that she was going to change his diaper so that he could get dressed.

She went into Bob's duffel bag and pulled out a thick clean disposable diaper, diaper liner and a pair of plastic pants. After she pulled off his wet diaper, she expertly cleaned him up and proceeded to put him in his thick disposable diaper. All the while she was doing this, I re-entered his room wearing nothing but my Jockey underwear. I just looked at Bob while my mom finished diapering him. Once his thick diapers were taped in place she pulled the pair of plastic pants over his thick diapers. After everything was said and done, I pulled my shorts over my underwear and Bob pulled his shorts over his diapers. I couldn't keep my eyes off from Bob's diapers as he finished getting dressed. He didn't say anything about me staring at them; he guessed I was still a little shocked to see his best friend wearing daytime diapers.

Both of us headed to the kitchen for breakfast. Once breakfast was over, both Bob and I went into my room to play another game of Nintendo. We played for about 3 hours, and within that 3 hours he needed a diaper change as he wet himself playing video games. He commented to me that it seems that when he's wearing diapers, he doesn't bother to use the bathroom and instead he uses his diapers. He told me as long as he has to wear them during the daytime, he might as well use them for their intended purpose. Before lunch was served, my mother changed his wet diapers into dry ones. He felt a little uneasy in having my mother change his diapers, but he somehow felt better having someone change his diapers. After lunch was done and over with, Bob had to go home. He thanked my mom for everything and thanked me for his support and that I opened up to him about my bedwetting problem. I thanked Bob for accepting my problem and being honest with me. I asked him if he wanted to do something later that day and he responded that he wasn’t sure what his parents had planned, but did ask if I wanted to spend the night at his house next weekend. You didn't have to ask me twice, and of course I said, "sure, that would be great." Bob left my house and I just couldn't wait until the next time we got together just in our diapers.