My story begins with some background information. I am 24 years old and I love diapers and everything to do with them. I wore diapers to bed 'til I was 5, no medical reason, just youth, I guess. I don't remember, but family photos indicate that I wore diapers all the time 'til I was 4, you may soon see them. Ever since, I've had the urge to wear and use diapers play with baby toys and act like the big baby I am. I just discovered that there were many others like me on 6/8/01. and, "man, has my life changed.". I felt alone and illegal like I was hiding from everybody. THANK YOU ALL FOR EXISTING! These are my experiences with diapers in the order they happened in as much detail as I can remember.

The first time I was in diapers for fun I was eight years old at my aunt's house in New England. My cousin Ryan, who was my best friend, lived with my aunt during the summer and lived in Maryland with his father the rest of the year which he spent most of at my house because his father traveled a lot. We did everything together! Anyway, Ryan's father brought us up to my aunt's house for a family reunion. The reunion was all day Saturday. Most of the family left after dinner but we were staying for the weekend because we had traveled so far and also I rarely got to see Ryan during the summer. After dinner the adults wanted to stay up late and talk so they sent the kids to bed in the apartment over the garage. There were five of us including myself; Ryan who was the same age as me; his little brother Sean, he was four; Kelly, and Robbie.

Kelly was fourteen and Robbie was six. They were brother and sister but they were not related to us and we did not know whose kids they were. We had been watching TV in the apartment for a while when we realized that the adults had forgotten that we were up there. So we decided that we were gonna stay up late. Now, Sean ,Ryan's little brother, was still in training pants during the day and wore diapers at bedtime, and before she returned to her guests, my aunt told Kelly to help Sean with his diaper if he needed it. Well, Kelly thought that we would all look cute in diapers so she told us that she was gonna tell the adults that we were still awake if we didn't let her baby us .Trying not to sound too easy and wanting not to get in trouble, we all agreed. Within minutes the four of us boys were in diapers and talking baby-talk. Kelly was wearing a long night shirt. It was light blue with cartoon puppies on it.

We (meaning the boys)were all dressed in our Sunday duds when we got there, but I was spending the night. Ryan and Sean were staying for the summer and Kelly and Robbie were just overnight because my aunt was watching them for their parents and to play with the other kids at the reunion .We were all naked accept for our diapers and socks. Robbie was put in Sean's bed with Sean and a crib was made from the head boards of the bed. Kelly gave them a bottle (there was only one) and they started fighting over it.

Ryan and I were on the floor playing when I peed in my diaper, I showed Ryan and he peed in his too! We started crying for mommy Kelly to come change us. She changed Ryan first, removing his wet heavy diaper and cleaning his diaper area, then applying baby lotion all over. Kelly made special care to note how much bigger my penis was than Robbie's but Ryan had a winner. I think she used most of the wipes on him and his dirty peepee, but we were young and really didn't know what to do to get fireworks, but I'm sure it happened by accident. I really don't remember though; we were giddy the whole time. She finished with a puff of powder then he slid a fresh diaper under his bottom and taped it tight.

She then took the bottle from the other boys and refilled it with apple juice and gave it to Ryan. Then she changed me. I think she liked Ryan more because she only cleaned and powdered me. "No lotion, wahh," plus he got the bottle I only got a binky. We stayed up 'til midnight playing baby, getting changed and fed. We fell asleep in our Pampers. Luckily they fit both me and Ryan almost as well as they fit Sean, but they did require some stretching and we had to keep close watch on the tapes. That is one of the reasons we almost used up all of Sean's diapers that night.

Luckily for us Kelly woke up early. She woke us up to change out of our diapers and to clean up the room, but being kids, we didn't get rid of the evidence; we put it all in the trash can. When Ryan's mother came in to clean up the apartment she found the trash can full of dirty diapers and wipes. She came down to breakfast and asked, "What happened up there last night?" Nobody had an answer but Kelly said that it was our idea, and we said it was Kelly's idea .my aunt sent Kelly and Robbie back to where they lived and told us to think about what we had done, even though she didn't know herself exactly what happened. My mother never found out about that night, or at least never said anything about it. Today I kind of wish she had known.

Later when I was leaving to go back to Maryland, I overheard Ryan's mom telling him "that if he wanted to wear diapers and act like a baby" then she would make him do it all of the time, even when he went to school. As far as I know she did not do this, but Ryan was sure she was serious and did not talk about that weekend for a long time. Ryan often stayed at my house when his father was out of town on business. It was at least two years after the reunion Ryan was at my house, my mother was babysitting our neighbor's toddler boy. She had left the room to put the baby to bed and fell asleep herself. We were sitting on the floor playing with the baby's toys and Ryan asked me, "do you remember when that girl made us act like babies?"

I said "yes, I do." Then he said, "these toys are more fun than Nintendo." Without saying another word we stole the diaper bag and locked ourselves into the basement, dug out some of my old baby stuff and toys and put on each other's diapers. We played for an hour or so. Then we went out into the yard with our diapers on under our clothes and challenged each other to see who would keep their diaper on longer. We went to sleep in them that night. When we went to bed our diapers were dry but when we woke up they were soaked and neither of us remembered peeing during the night (by the way, I won). I wore my diaper that night straight through 'til dinner the next night. He took his off around lunch time but did not tell me 'til later.

Ryan and I had a few other diaper experiences but most of the time we did not have any diapers so we improvised with towels and safety pins. One time we rode out bikes three miles to the drug store to buy some and we forgot to bring a book bag to carry them home in, so we stuffed them in our pants and shirts when we got home. My mother asked, "Why do you have so many clothes on ?" I told her that we were body builders and that we were gonna pump. She bought it and we disappeared into our spot in the woods we called a fort to play with our diapers. We were stupid, though, we left the rest of those diapers in a plastic bag buried under some leaves and they got wet and moldy before we got to use them again.

Ryan moved to Colorado with his father when we were fourteen and we did not get to talk much after that and so much time has passed since then I'm afraid to ask him If he is still a baby at heart and how he feels about what we did. I wonder if he is online today and does he know about all of the others out there.