Rich had an awesome bedroom. In one corner he had a TV with all the game systems and a huge stereo. In the opposite corner he had a brand new computer. This room was much cooler than mine, which made me wonder why we didn’t hang out over here more often. I had a small TV and a PS2 in my bedroom, but my family didn’t even own a computer.

Rich walked over to his computer. As he walked away from me I couldn’t help but stare at his diapered butt, and when he sat down it made a crinkling noise that made my heart skip a beat. I followed him over to the computer and sat down on my knees, so my heels were grinding into my diaper. He clicked on the internet icon and started logging on.

“I found all these great websites last night.” He turned to me. “You know we aren’t the only ones out there that like diapers? There are others, a bunch of us!” He sounded very excited. He looked very excited too, by the look of the bulge in the front of his diaper.

He started with Deeker.com. I was amazed to see all of the people who loved diapers so much they would take the time and effort to write a story about it. I wanted to read some but Rich said we had tons of other stuff to look at. Next he showed me a website where people like us could talk to each other. Once again, Rich decided we had no time to chat, so we went to a website with hundreds of pictures of girls in diapers. They were all extremely hot. Rich was about to type a new address in the box, but I had to see more. I wrestled the mouse away from him and clicked the word Videos. A new box appeared on-screen and in it was a gorgeous girl in diapers. She started dancing.

“Damn, she is F-I-N-E!”

“Yeah. Well, on to the next site.” Rich seemed very unimpressed by the whole thing. But then something happened on the screen that got his attention. The girl stopped dancing, bent over, and peed in her diaper. He mumbled something and his hands left the keyboard. He pushed his chair out from under the desk and began rubbing the front of his diaper.

Despite what happened just a few minutes earlier, this still came a quite a shock to me. Both hands were working the diaper up and down. With each movement came that great crinkling sound. His head fell against the chair and his eyes rolled back. As his hands worked faster he started moaning and thrusting hips. All this time I was watching, without a single blink, with great concentration. I didn’t even realize my right hand had worked it’s way into my diaper. His body rocked with a massive orgasm, than he fell back into the chair, exhausted. I was still working my hard-on. I sat on my knees below him, looking up as he searched for breath. My left hand reached up and grabbed the front of his diaper as my right continued to run up and down my shaft. I shot my load inside my diaper and fell back. We laid there for what seemed like hours.

We both came back to reality with a knock on the front door.

“Oh shit!” I ran into the corner trying to put my pants on over the diaper. As per usual in a situation like this, it was impossible to get both legs in the right holes the first try. I stood there with two legs jetting out of the right side of my shorts.

“Calm down man.” Rich was laughing as he walked over to his window. He peeked out to se who it was. “It’s just Kathy. Stay here.”

Kathy was Vinny’s mother. She kept an eye on Rich when his mom was at work. She was fairly attractive for a middle-aged housewife. 5-9, 150, Blond, and a real nice rack. She was a little white trash, walking around in short shorts and halter-tops most of the time. Of course she could be quite bitch. The politics of the building set me Kathy against each other. She had been battling with my grandma over this-and-that for as long as I could remember, but nothing serious, only shouting matches.

Rich pulled on a pair of sweat pants that completely covered his diaper. And walked through the living room and to the door. I stood in the corner of the bedroom so I could see them, but they couldn’t see me. They were just chatting, but I couldn’t hear their conversation. After a minute or so Kathy left and the door shut behind her. Rich came back into the room.

“What’d she want?”

“Vinny’s coming over in about thirty minutes. She’s going shopping and needs me to watch him.”

“Man I hate that kid! I guess we better take these off.” I began to undo the tapes on my diaper.

“No don’t!” Rich slapped my hand away. “I paid for these. Don’t waste ‘em.”

“What do you mean don’t waste ‘em.” I had a pretty good idea what he meant.

“Use it first dummy. That’s why they make them.” There was a bigger problem than wasting diapers. Everyone knew Vinny was a tattle-tell. If he found out, he would tell his blabbermouth of a mom and everyone would know. I shared my fears with Rich.

“Here, put these on.” He tossed me a pair of sweat pants. This was a good solution for him, but I was quite a bit smaller than he was. His pants drooped off my hips, and I had to hold them up to hide my white diaper. I really didn’t feel right about this. It was too big a risk.

“Dude, I’m taking this thing off and going home.”

“No way! You’re not ditching me with Vinny. Besides, he to dumb to suspect anything and it’s just for an hour.”

He talked me into staying and we sat down to play a video game. After a few minutes there was another knock on the door.

“I’ll get it!” Rich said as he jumped out of his seat. As if I was going to get up and risk being caught. I planned to sit there the whole time and not even shift in my seat.

He and Vinny walked in the room and sat down on either side of me. Vinny immediately pointed at my waist and asked “What’s that!”

More to come…