Michael closed his eyes and laid there crying softly and sucking on his bottle. He wanted to go out and play too. He always hated taking a nap in the afternoon. Eventually though he did fall asleep.

"Okay you three, listen to me." Mom was giving the boys instructions. "You may go out and play. You do NOT leave this yard. None of you. Period. If you do, you will be in more trouble then you can imagine."

The boys listened and agreed.

"Tommy, you are in charge. I'll be gone for a couple hours if I don't get stuck anywhere. Check on Michael and make sure he is okay. After he takes his nap he can get up and watch TV. He may not go outside."

"Yes Mom."

"You boys be careful too. It is still snowing pretty hard. When you get wet from playing out there I want you all back inside. Is that clear Tommy?"

"Yes Mom."

"Mark?"

"Yes."

"Dennis?"

"Yes 'm!"

Mom left to go do the things that she had to do. The boys got bundled up to go out to play. Tommy took a look in on Mike and found him sleeping. After about an hour of snowball fighting and sledding, the boys were just soaked. They continued to play.

They were a little surprised to see Susan coming up the sidewalk, or where it should be. She told them that she had been called by Tommy's mom to come over and baby-sit Mike till she got home. The roads were pretty bad and she was going to be longer than she figured she would be.

Susan made the three of them come in the house to get warmed up. Then they took off and went out to play some more. Susan looked in on Michael and found him still sleeping. She went down to the living room to watch some Soaps on TV.

Michael woke up to an empty bottle in his mouth hanging there. He had to pee bad. Michael turned over and just started peeing. The warm wetness quickly spread throughout his diaper and across his bottom. Michael laid there for a moment or two and decided that it was time to get changed and maybe be allowed up.

"TOMMYEEEE!" Michael called for his brother.

Susan heard him calling and went to see what he needed.

"How's my little boy? I see you are awake." Susan came into his bedroom.

Michael turned red and grabbed his blankets and held them tightly covering himself.

"What the hell are you doing here, Susan!?"

Michael was mortified. Susan may have been his and Tommy's baby-sitter at one time, but this girl was beautiful! Michael had a crush on her and lately every time he saw her he had this feeling that also made his crotch bulge.

Susan walked over to the side of the bed and caressed the side of Michael's face.

"Now, now! That's no way for a little boy to talk. Did you have a good nap?"

Michael continued to hold the blanket tight and looked up at Susan. He couldn't help it but his wet diaper was now being pressed out hard.

"Susan, where is Tommy? I need him." His voice sounded a little scared.

"Tommy is out playing. Your mom called me and asked me to come look after you till she gets home. She told me what is going on. Do you need to have your diaper changed?"

Michael turned redder still and shook his head no and held the blankets even tighter.

"Okay then, come on out and watch TV with me."

Susan knew that he was not telling the truth. She took hold of the blankets and pulled them down. She could see that his diaper was just soaked.

"Michael Paul! I should spank you good for lying to me. You know better than that!"

"Susan!? Please call Tommy! Please!!?"

"Now, now. I know that this is embarrassing for you. I think that is why your mom called me. Close your eyes and don't fight me and let's just get this over with. You'll see. It won't hurt you!"

Susan leaned over and pulled Michael's legs around. She began unpinning his diapers. Michael hid his face as best he could. Susan pulled down the front of the diaper and pulled it out from under Michael's bottom.

"My my, Michael! You're not a little baby boy are you! I'm a little surprised at you! Look, this happens to all boys. In fact, my boyfriends does this a lot!"

Susan teased Michael a little. She got out the baby wipes and carefully wiped and cleaned Michael's bottom, legs, and slowly cleaned his uncircumcised penis sticking up at her.

Susan got the baby oil and heavily oiled her hands. She grabbed hold of Michael's penis and massaged his balls.

"I do this with my boyfriend sometimes."

Michael just laid back. A little nervous, but smiling. Susan teased him for a few minutes more with her hands.

"Sometimes we even do this."

Michael let out a squeal of pleasure as felt this new warm sensation. It came to an end a lot faster than Michael wanted it to. Michael was smiling as he watched Susan stand up and lick her lips. He was a little stunned. She leans over and kissed him right on his lips!

"Now behave and let me get your diaper on you!"

Susan lifted his legs and slid a diaper under him. She walked over to the other side of the room and got the baby powder and then slowly walked back. She sprinkled it over him.

"Roll over!"

Michael did as he was told. Susan powdered his bottom and rubbed it with her hand. Then she surprised Michael with a couple of hard smacks as well.

"Hey! What was that for?" He turned back over and she powdered his front side some more.

"That my baby boy was for lying to me. Next time you'll get a lot more!" She smiled at him.

"Oh." Michael remembered his little lie.

Susan pulled up the front of his diaper and pinned it snugly. Michael still remembering the sting of her hand.

"There won't be any next time!"

With Michael all diapered Susan helped him up to take him down to watch TV. She picked up his empty bottle and held him by the arm and walked him out the bedroom door.

"Gee, I hope there will be!" She smiled at him.

Susan put Michael on the sofa. She got him a clean bottle of Juice. Michael was just wearing a T-shirt and his diaper. Susan cover his legs and feet with a blanket but she didn't cover his diaper so he could show it off.

She had him lay back on the sofa in her arms so she could hold him like a little baby and hold his head in her arm as she held his bottle for him. They watched TV together like that.

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Michael snuggled close to Susan and let her hold him like a little baby. He felt good and didn't mind not being allowed to go outside and play. He was in the arms of a girl that he was in love with and she had done some spectacular thing to him.

As he laid there sucking on his bottle and snuggling he smiled up at her. Michael asked Susan if she was going to breast feed him too. That got an immediate reaction from her. Not one that he wanted though. She put down his bottle and told him he was being such a naughty boy. Then she turned him over and spanked his well padded behind.

It didn't hurt at all, but Michael played along and begged her to stop. Promising to be a good little baby boy! Susan turned him back over and stuck his bottle back in his mouth. Michael got too comfortable. He actually fell asleep again being held.

About an hour later Mom came in. Tommy, Dennis, and Mark helped her carry in her packages and then ran back outside. Mom took off her coat and came over to see her baby boy.

"How's my little baby?" Mom smiled down at him and asked Susan.

Michael was opening his eyes and waking up trying to orient himself to where he was. Susan held him so he wouldn't fall off the sofa and out of her arms.

"Oh! He has been such a good little boy!"

"That's good!"

"He has been just like a little angel. You can ask me to baby-sit him any time!"

Susan rubbed her hand over the front of Michael's diaper.

"And he is even still nice and dry!"

"Good Boy!"

Michael turned red and then even redder. Susan helped him sit up. Susan helped mom take her packages to her bedroom. They were careful not to let Michael or any of the boys see what was in them. With everything put away, mom now had to turn her attention to the other three boys who were still out playing. Michael sat watching TV.

Mom opened the front door and yelled out to them. She was not please at what she had seen when she came in.

"MARK! TOMMY LEE! DENNIS MICHAEL! GET YOUR BUTTS IN HERE RIGHT NOW!!"

The three boys came running. They came in and took off their coats and gloves hanging them where they belong. They started to head to the TV. Michael sat and watched them as they came in.

"FREEZE!!" Mom yelled to them. They froze in their tracks. "Just where do you think you are going?"

"To watch TV." Mark was the one to hazard an answer.

"Not like that you're not! You're not going to go traipsing through the house dripping wet."

All three boys looked down at themselves and each other. They looked back to mom. Then they all took off their shoes and socks and pushed them off to the side out of the way. Mark started to head for the TV again.

"Not so fast buster! Get back over there."

Mark stood beside Tommy and Dennis again looking at her.

"Get those jeans and shirts off too. They are just soaked!"

"Mo'om!?" Tommy wanted to complain.

Mark and Dennis were pointing at Susan. Susan would see them in their underwear! She's a girl! She was sitting there next to Michael, watching and smiling. Mom walked over to the coffee table and picked up the paddle and confronted the boys again.

"Get them off now or you will be in more trouble than you already are."

Mom tapped the paddle against her hand as the boys quickly stripped. Tommy was the first one stripped down to just his underpants. He stood there with his head hung as he waited for the other two. With all three boys standing there in just their underpants, mom led them into the living room and stood them in the middle of the room next to each other. She let them stand there for a moment as if she were deciding what to do with them.

"Okay, All three of you turn around, bend over and put your hands on the coffee table. And don't you dare move."

They did as they were told. Three very red faced boys. Tommy on one end pulled up his white underpants as he bent over.

"Don't worry about pulling them up. I have not decided yet if I am going to pull them down." Mom told them.

Mark was in the middle. The youngest of all the boys. At eleven he was embarrassed to be like this in front of not only Susan but his friends as well. He didn't want his purple power ranger underpants pulled down and began crying softly.

Dennis was a little more embarrassed. He was the same age as Michael. He was wearing the tiger skin bikini underpants that his mother had gotten him. This had brought a smile to mom's and Susan's face.

"Do you boys have anything to say for yourselves?" Mom was back to scolding them. Also drawing this out as long as she could.

"What did we DO?" Mark cried back to her. Mom slapped his backside with her hand.

"Stop your crying. I haven't given you anything to cry about yet!... It's not what you three did. It's what you didn't do!"

She let them think for a moment. None of them had anything to say.

"What did I tell you to do before I left?"

Tommy had the answer quickly.

"You said to stay in the yard and to come in when we got wet."

"So you knew what you had to do, you just dis-obeyed me?"

Dennis tried his logic.

"NO We didn't disobey you. We stayed in the front yard. We came in and got warmed up once. We were playing and didn't realize that we got so wet."

"You didn't realize you were wet!! All three of you were soaked! Your legs are red from being cold and wet." Mom reached down and wrapped her hands around each of their legs at mid thigh making them jump a little. "All three of you! Both of your legs are freezing!"

Mom let them stand there bent over for a while longer.

"Maybe if I warm your bottoms with the paddle your brains will thaw out so you can think."

The boys remained silent. Mom picked up the paddle again and gave Mark two smart smacks to his backside. Dennis got the same.

"I left you in charge Tommy. Maybe I should give you double what I gave Mark and Dennis?"

"I'm sorry mom."

Tommy got the same as the other two. Mom put each of them in a corner by themselves and told them to stand there for five minutes. She would tell them when they could get out.

Through all of this Michael and Susan had just sat watching and smiling. Susan had to go before the snow got to much worse. She kissed Michael goodbye just to turn his face red again in front of his mother.

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After the boys did their time in the corner, mom told them to get out. She instructed them to pick up their clothes and told Tommy to get them in the washer to wash and dry them. Till they were dry, they could sit around in their underwear and she'd get the some blankets so they could stay warm.

Sitting on the floor of the living room watching TV and playing, mom brought the four boys some snacks and something to drink. She also brought Michael a bottle of water instead of Milk. She was saving the juice for dinner and later that night.

"Dennis. I talked with you mother. Instead of going home in all this snow tonight, you are going to be spending the night and maybe the next few days if it gets much worse."

Dennis almost went white. He had never spent the night at a friends house.

"I wanna go home!"

"I'm sorry Dennis. Your dad had to go to work and since you would be here, your mom was going to go to a friends house. You have to stay."

"Yeah Dennis! It will be fun!" Michael told him.

"You don't understand. I have to go home!" Dennis was visibly shaken.

"Dennis, come with me."

Mom took Dennis by the hand and took him up to Michael's bedroom. When she closed the door she sat him down on the bed and sat down beside him.

"Dennis, I do understand. Your mom told me all about it. It will be okay."

"But they don't know!"

"Look." She turned his face to hers, "Michael is in diapers for acting like a baby and he may be tomorrow as well. Tommy has to wear diapers to bed because he wets the bed. I have plenty of extra diapers to put on you. Your mom told me that you wet the bed and have been in diapers at night for years. I think what you are afraid of is that the other boys don't know about it. I think what you should do is tell them so it won't be a surprise. They are your friends and they won't tease you about it. Michael teased Tommy and you can see how I punished him."

Dennis seemed to relax.

"I guess you're right."

They went back down. Dennis was still being quiet about it but he went back to playing with them.

"So, you gonna be staying?" Michael asked Dennis.

"Yeah."

"How come you wanted to go home?"

"It's kind of embarrassing."

"Dennis, you're talking to a guy sitting here in diapers playing leggos with you!"

"It's still embarrassing! I have to go to bed like Tommy does."

"You wear diapers to bed!?"

"Yeah."

"Is that all? I thought it was something bad."

"It is bad! I hate wearing diapers to bed. I don't have any friends over and don't stay over cause I wet the bed. I don't want anyone making fun of me. It's bad enough as it is."

"Shoot! You don't have to worry about me. I mean, I teased Tommy some cause he's my brother. I wouldn't tease you."

"You better not or I'll break you face!"

"You wouldn't have to! Mom would break my butt!"

The boys started laughing. Dennis was more at ease. Michael knew what it was like to be in diapers all the time, or at least he was learning. Tommy wasn't about to tease. He knew what it was like. Mark on the other hand thought he would have some fun. He decided to do some teasing of his own.

"Ha! Michael is in diapers, Tommy has to wear diapers to bed, Dennis has to wear diapers to bed. Three big babies! I'm the youngest one here and the only one that doesn't have to wear a diaper!" He laughed.

The other three put up with his little bit of joking. Dennis was going to argue with him but a look from Mike and his arm being grabbed told him not to. The boys continued to play and Michael whispered to Dennis and Tommy what he was thinking.

With their plan all set, They put it into action to see if it would work. It would either work, or there would be three very sorry and well spanked boys.

Tommy and Mark began wrestling around on the floor playing. It was all part of their plan and Dennis and Michael watched and waited.

Tommy got Mark pinned to the floor on his back. Tommy was laying on top of Mark Tommy's chest holding Marks head down. That was their chance. Dennis grabbed Marks legs and pulled them out straight and laid across them to hold him down. Michael opened his bottle of water and dumped it on the front of Mark's underpants.

Michael quickly replaced the nipple on the bottle. He was careful not to spill out everything onto Mark. He stuck it in his mouth and laid down watching TV drinking his bottle. Dennis moved away to watch TV too.

"LET ME UP!" Mark yelled at Tommy.

Tommy got off of him and sat up. He looked at Mark's pants with surprise.

"MARK! How could you!"

"How could I! I didn't do anything!"

Dennis and Michael sat up to look at what was happening.

"MOM!" Michael called to her.

Mom came quickly to find out what all the fighting was about.

"Mom! Look! Mark wet his pants!" Michael told her.

"I can see that. you forgot how to use the bathroom Mark?"

"I didn't wet my pants!"

"Mark, You're dripping all over the floor. Don't tell me you didn't wet them."

"I didn't! Tommy and I were wrestling and Michael and Dennis dumped something on me!"

"Well you two? Is that what happened?"

"No Ma'am!" Both boys replied.

"Well, I can see I have another baby on my hands!"

Mom left the room and went upstairs. When she came back she had a disposable diaper and the baby powder.

"I hope this fits you Mark. Get over here and lay down."

"You're not putting that on me!" Mark told her very defiantly.

"Dennis, Michael, Tommy... I don't have time to fight. I have to get dinner ready. Hold Mark down so I can diaper him."

All three boys smiled and grabbed a piece of Mark. Mark tried to fight but against all of them he didn't stand a chance. With his purple underpants, you couldn't tell if it was water or pee. As the boys held him down, mom peeled Mark's underpants off of him. She put the diaper under him and powdered him and then fastened the tapes at his sides. It was a perfect fit.

"You'll get your underpants back when you learn to stay dry and not wet them." She told Mark.

The boys let him up and went back to playing. Mark went over and plopped himself down hard on the sofa pouting. He wasn't going to wear a diaper. Mom went back to the kitchen.

It didn't take long for Mark to get himself into even more trouble. He took the diaper off and threw it to the other side of the room and just sat there pouting and naked. All of his clothes were in the laundry or else he would go home.

"MOM!" It was Dennis that called out to her. He called her mom too since she was like a second mother. "Mark took off his diaper!"

Mom didn't say anything when she came in. She just took Mark and pulled him over her knee. She spanked his bare bottom with her hand for a good ten minutes! Before she was halfway done with his spanking he was screaming and yelling that he would be good. Mark was crying so hard he could hardly breath.

Mom picked him up and stood him in a corner. She told him the he would stand there until he asked to have his diaper put back on and he promised he would be good and not take it off ever again. He would get a spanking every hour until that happened too.

As promised, an hour later Mark got another spanking. Mom told him that her hand hurt and the next one would be with the paddle. Ten minutes later when he caught his breath and stopped crying some, Mark asked to have his diaper put back on. This time mom didn't need any help in getting it on him.

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Mark sat down very carefully rubbing his still sore behind after it had been diapered. All four boys played pretty quietly. Michael whispered into Mark's ear, "that's what you get when you tease." No one did any more teasing. Mom's temper seemed to have been stretched to the limit. Yet she was still being pretty cool. What was in all those packages she brought home? They speculated on what she might be up to.

Just then the front door opened. Mark's mom and dad came in stopping the snow off there feet.

"Whew! It's bad out there!" Mark's dad told them all.

Mark ran over to his dad. His dad held him back at arm's length to look at him. Then picked him up. Mark wrapped his legs around his father's waist as he was picked up. His dad patted his bottom like a little baby.

"Looks like my little man has become a little baby!"

"Daddy! Look what they did to me!"

Mark explained what happened and why he was in a diaper. Course all the boys listened to his explanation and said nothing.

"It that true boys? Did you spill water on Mark?"

"No sir! We Didn't." Dennis answered him. Technically he didn't lie. 'we' didn't spill anything. Michael did, and as long as he didn't ask they were not going to tell.

Tommy's and Michael's mom came to see what was going on. Mark pointed a finger at her.

"And she even spanked me! Three times! And hard!" Mark buried his head in his father's shoulder looking for sympathy.

Tommy's and Michael's mom explained everything that happened and why Mark had been spanked.

"Then I suggest you behave so you don't get any more!" Mark's dad gave him a good slap on his diapered behind and put him down telling him to go play.

"We came over to ask if maybe you could keep Mark for about a week. With all this snow it's going to be pretty hard out there and we are both going to be working long hours."

"Sure, That's no problem."

All the boys were listening closely. What they didn't know was that all their parents had gotten together earlier and had planned all of this when Michael's mom had mentioned to them that she was punishing Mike by putting him in diapers for the week-end for acting like a baby. Mark's dad helped ensure his behavior.

"In fact, Mark has been being rather naughty lately himself and getting a bit too big for his britches. Instead of bringing any clothes over for him. Can you just keep him in diapers like a baby? Maybe that will help him grow up some."

Mark was going to argue but one look from his dad told him it was best not to. Michael's mom agreed to keep Mark for the week and keep him in diapers. Mark sat there with tears rolling down his face. Mark's parents left. It was also time for dinner.

"Tommy, would you bring your little brother in and put him in his chair?"

"Yes, mom! Which one?" Tommy smiled at Michael and Mark.

"Michael! And don't start that Tommy Lee or you are going to find yourself in trouble."

Tommy helped Michael up and led the way to the kitchen. He strapped Michael into the high chair. The other boys sat down at the table. Mom set their plates down in front of them telling them that if they didn't clean them that she would feed them. Mom sat down and began feeding Michael. They all had meatloaf, mashed potatoes, and peas. About half done, mom let Michael finish feeding himself.

They all asked for more meatloaf except Tommy. He just wanted more potatoes. Mom gave them seconds but they also had to have more peas which they were not to thrilled with but ate. After dinner, Tommy washed Michael's face while Mark and Dennis cleared the table. Michael and Mark went to go watch TV while Dennis and Tommy did the dishes.

Since she was the only one wearing more than just a diaper or underpants, Mom had to take out the garbage. With all the chores done the boys sat down and played some more and decided what to watch on TV. Mom had disappeared upstairs.

It wasn't too long before mom announced that it was bath time and time to start getting ready for bed.

"Michael, since you are the designated baby, that makes you the youngest and the first."

Mom took him upstairs. She took him to his room and took his diaper off of him. He had wet it and didn't ask anyone to change him. Mom put him over her knee and gave him a spanking until he was crying pretty hard. Then she took him and put him in the tub to take a bath.

The surprising part to Michael was that Mom GAVE him a bath! She hadn't done that since he was six! Mom quickly soaped him up and scrubbed him off good. After a good rinse, out he came. She dried him off and took him back to his room to be diapered. Mom called Mark up next. She took his diaper off him and told him to get in the tub. She would be in to make sure he was clean.

Mom finished with Michael and sent him back down to watch TV. She just left him wearing just a diaper. There was a fire in the fireplace and it was nice and warm downstairs. When mom went in to check on Mark she found him climbing out of the tub and reaching for a towel.

"Not so fast! I haven't washed you yet."

"I washed myself! I'm all clean!" Mark argued.

Wrong thing to do! Mom was not in the mood to fight. She grabbed him dripping wet and once again dropped him over her knee. Mark's hands flew back to protect his still sore behind. Mom pulled his hands out of the way and spanked him eleven times. Mark was crying again. Mom put him back in the tub and gave him a bath. When she took him out, and dried him off, she called Dennis next.

Dennis came running. He had heard both Michael and Mark being spanked. He wanted no part of that. He pulled off his underpants and got into the tub. With Mark dried and diapered and sent downstairs, mom came in and scrubbed Dennis. He was really embarrassed about being given a bath.

Tommy was next and didn't take his time either. He was in the tub before mom had taken Dennis to go have his diaper put on him. Tommy's heart sank a little as he heard Dennis getting a spanking as well. Thirteen smacks of the hand to his bare bottom.

Mom came in and gave Tommy his bath. Again she scrubbed him good. Tommy didn't know which was going to be redder. His arms, his face, or his bottom. Mom got him all dried off and took him to the bedroom too. Sure enough he was soon bent over across his mother's knee. Twelve stinging spanks of the hand firmly delivered to his exposed posterior.

Tommy was diapered like the other boys and sent downstairs. Mom picked up the bedroom and cleaned the bathroom before she headed down.

"Well boys? You have all been fed, bathed, spanked, and diapered! Are you going to be good little boys tonight now or are we going to have more trouble?"

"Good! We'll be good!" they all answered.

They watched TV and played games until mom told them it was time for bed. They had, had popcorn and hot chocolate. Now it was time for a bedtime story. The boys eyes almost popped out of their heads. A BEDTIME STORY??

Mom had brought out extra blankets and pillows. The boys were going to camp out on the living room floor. She handed each of them a bottle of warm chocolate milk and turned out the lights. It turned out that the bedtime story was different than what they thought.

Mom stuck in the tape of Sleeping Beauty and played it. She sat and watched as the boys laid down and each of them sucking on their bottles and watching the movie. One by one they fell asleep.