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Baby Brothers

Chapter 1

Michael had just turned thirteen. He was pretty smart, or at least that is the way he acted. He knew all about everything. Then again, doesn't every thirteen year old? Tommy was the younger of the two boys in the family. Still, at twelve he stood up for himself pretty good whenever Michael teased him. Most of the time.

Both boys had been pushing each other trying to prove who was the man of the house. It was hard on them when dad died and in a way it was their way of getting over it. Mom let them settle most of their own fights and arguments. When she did step in though it was only after she had warned them to settle it "or else". That also meant that they were both in big trouble when she did have to take action. It also meant that neither of the two boys would be rushing to sit down in the near future. Mom always settled their disagreements and fighting with a paddle telling both of them that if they had to behave like little boys then she would treat them like little boys.

Tommy had spent most of the day pouting and crying. Every chance that he got though, Michael took the opportunity to tease his "BABY" brother. Mom had even warned Michael a couple of times to knock it off and leave Tommy alone.

Tommy had started wetting the bed at night. At first it was just once in a while. As time went on though it began happening every night. Mom had taken him to the doctor but they couldn't find anything wrong. The Doctor told them that it happens to a lot of boys. He even suggested that it happens to most boys and reassured them that it would pass.

So far it had not passed. They tried all the tricks that others had advised them to try. Nothing worked. Mom had decided that even though the rubber sheet protected Tommy's bed, the sheets and blankets still got worn out to quickly form daily washings. Her solution was one that Tommy was not thrilled with. It was also the reason that Michael was teasing him so much today.

Starting tonight, before bed, mom was going to put a diaper on Tommy. They had discussed it and reasoned it out. It made sense for him to wear a diaper. They were cheaper than sheets and blankets. Tommy just hated the idea of looking like a baby. It wasn't his fault and he was not a baby!

Mom had warned Michael several times that day not to tease Tommy. After this last time though, she decided to teach him a lesson that he would not forget. "He thinks it so funny" she thought to herself. She'll teach him good.

It was a cold and snowy, Friday night. Mom wasn't about to let either of the boys go out in weather like that so they made plans to just stay home and watch movies and eat popcorn.

At 730 she told Tommy to go take his bath so he could get dressed for bed. Yeah, it was a little early, but they were going to be sitting around and she didn't want to wait until later when they were tired.

Tommy went and took a shower. He dried himself off and wrapped a towel around his waist and called to his mother that he was out of the shower and went to his room to wait. Both mom and Michael came in. Tommy laid back on the bed as his mom powdered and diapered him without saying much and getting it done as quickly as possible. Michael made a comment about his brother looking like a baby and asking if he wanted a bottle too. Mom scolded him again and sent Michael to take his shower and he could get ready for bed as well.

Michael stomped off pouting and went to do as he was told. Mom help Tommy into his pajamas and they talked for a few moments about that he was not a baby and why they were using the diapers. She also told Tommy that Michael's teasing would be put to and end in just a short while. She also assured Tommy that if he would be a good boy then he could help take care of his baby brother.

Tommy prepared a few things that his mother told him to do as she went to go get Michael. Michael had just finished his shower and shut the water off when his mother came into the bathroom. As he reached for a towel mom pulled it away.

"You won't be needing that yet!" She told him as she grabbed the naked boy by his ear to lead him to the bedroom.

Michael had no choice but to follow on his tip-toes. Embarrassed about being pulled through the house naked, he was more worried about saving his ear.

"OWWW! MOM! MOMMY! Please, my ear!!"

Mom slapped the boy's bare behind with her hand pretty hard and took him by the arm warning him not to give her any trouble. When they got to the bedroom, Tommy was just turning his desk chair around for mom to sit in. Which she promptly did and pulled her teen-aged son across her lap and effectively putting him over her knee like a little boy.

Mom wasted no time. She began spanking Michael with her hand as she scolded him for all his teasing and for acting like a brat and stomping off and pouting when he was told to take his shower. Michael spent the next five minutes receiving parental correction and an attitude adjustment from his mother's hand! His behind, which started out nice and white, quickly turned pink and then red. From the way he was carrying on and crying, mom knew that the message was getting across.

With the spanking over, mom held Michael over her knee and told Tommy to bring her the paddle. Not to use it but so it would be handy in case she needed it. Michael was told that the spanking was just the first part of his punishment. Since he thought that it was so funny that Tommy had to wear a diaper to bed at night and liked to make fun of him, that the second part of his punishment would be to spend the weekend in diapers himself just like a little baby. Maybe then he would know what it was like and would not tease his brother any more.

Michael was stood up in front of his mother as she picked up the towel and dried him off. Even making sure that his hair was dry.

"Lay down on the bed Michael." His mother told him.

"Mom? Do you really have to do this? I'm really sorry. I'll never tease Tommy again. Please mom?" Michael tried to get out of this punishment.

"Tommy, give me the paddle." The boys mother told him as she reached up to pull Michael back over her knee.

Michael pulled away and backed up to the bed as Tommy handed the paddle to his mother.

"I'll do it Mom! I was just asking!" Michael sat down on the edge of the bed, his hands grabbing his bottom to protect it and sitting on his hands. He laid back on the bed.

"Michael, I am only going to tell you once. Turn over and move your hands." She stood over him.

Michael did as he was told rather slowly.

"Mommy PLEASE! Don't! I'm sorry! I was just asking! Mommy PLEASE!"

Michael's pleading did little good. Mom brought the paddle down smartly with two loud smacks! Michael howled out in pain. She handed the paddle back to Tommy to put away.

Taking hold of Michael by his upper leg, his mother rolled him over onto his back. She warned him not to hesitate obeying her again or there would be at least a dozen more with the paddle just like the last two.

Mom sat Michael up and pulled a t-shirt over his head. Then she laid him back down. Tommy had pulled the cloth diapers from the diaper warmer and prepared them for mom to put on Michael. Mom took hold of Michael's legs and pushed them high up in the air. High enough at least for her to slide the diapers under his bottom.

Mom set his legs down and spread them wide as she did. Tommy sprinkled, or maybe dumped is a better description, baby powder all over his brother's crotch. Mom told him not so much next time as she rubbed it in and spread the powder around, lifting the boy's legs and rubbing the powder over his bottom as well. When she was satisfied that it was spread enough and that her son was embarrassed enough being treated by his mother this way, she set his legs down again and pulled the diapers up and pinned them snugly around his waist and pinning them to his shirt to help keep the diapers from falling off.

All this time Michael had been laying there just doing as he was told with tears running from his eyes. How could he have ever have been so stupid as to get himself into this position. He only meant to tease his brother a little. He never meant to hurt him. It didn't matter that he was sorry. Mom wasn't listening to him. He just kept telling mom and Tommy that he was sorry. He would do what ever he was told and get through this. He knew that he had pushed mom too far this time and had really hurt Tommy.

Mom sat Michael up on the edge of the bed. Taking one hand at a time she slipped a pair of mittens onto his hands and tied the loosely around his wrists so they couldn't come off. Michael just let it happen. When they were on he tried to pick up a pencil and could even do that.

Next mom slipped a pair of rubber baby pants, actually they were plastic, on Michael and pulled them up over his diaper.

"Mommy? I'm not arguing and I don't want to be spanked again. Can I ask a question?"

"Sure Honey."

"How come I have to wear these baby pants and Tommy doesn't?"

"That's a fair question. Because Tommy only wets his bed at night. If he has to go to the bathroom before bed, he can pull his diaper down and go."

"Can't I?" Michael didn't like this.

"No Michael, You may not! Since you were behaving like a baby and teasing Tommy about being a baby, this week-end you are going to be the baby. You may not do anything with out permission. You are going to have to use your diapers as well so you are reminded what it is like to be a baby."

Michael knew that there would be no use discussing it more. He just made up his mind that he would 'hold it' for the week-end and not use the diaper.

As they talked, mom had slipped a pair of his old short pajama pants on him that he hadn't seen in years. They were the ones with the little trains on them. Mom then put a pair of big blue bunny slippers on his feet. She sat him up and then put a velcro strap around his arm just above his elbow. As she fastened the cloth strap behind his back and attached the other velcro end to his other arm in the same manner. She explained that this would make him a little more helpless and dependent like a baby since he would not have the full use of his arms. It would also help because she was not going to put up with his fighting this and didn't want to have to paddle him every five minutes either.

Tommy stood by handing things to mom and helping her as Michael let himself be dressed. Mom tied a bib around Michael's neck with little turtles on it just in case he drooled 😃 or spilled something while watching the movies tonight. Almost complete, mom dropped a pacifier tied to a blue ribbon around his neck. Michael opened his mouth to complain but thought better of it.

Just one more thing now, mom told Michael. Tommy handed it to her and she tied a blue baby bonnet over Michael's head. Not to keep him warm or anything. It just made him look much more like a little baby.

Mom stood Michael up and moved him in front of the mirror. She turned him around and showed him off she Michael could see what he looked like. Michael looked and more tears came to his eyes.

"Mommy, I'm not a baby! I'm so sorry Tommy! I'm sorry Mommy!"

"If you behave and not give me or Tommy any trouble this week end then you won't have to be a baby any more."

"I'll be good Mommy! I promise I'll be good!"

"Good Boy Michael!"

Mom put her arm around her teen aged baby son to take him to the living room to watch the movies.

"Tommy, that should do it. You can shut off the tape now."

Michael's eyes got big as he spun around and looked around the room. There was the camera! Everything had been taped!

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Mom took care of Tommy first. That was pretty easy. All she had to do was take his diaper off of him! Tommy was so happy too. This had been the first night in a long time that he didn't wet. Tommy stepped into his underpants and was pulling them up when mom told him to finish getting dressed and then come help her with his baby brother.

Tommy kind of smiled at that. He thought that it was funny hearing his older brother called his baby brother. Tommy was going to do as he was told, but he also knew how much it hurt to be teased. Heck, that was why Michael was being punished. Tommy wasn't going to tease him, much.

Tommy hurried getting dressed and found his mom in Michael's room washing Michael up as he laid there on the bed like a good little baby boy. At least till Tommy walked in.

"Tell him to get OUT of here mom! He doesn't have to watch every time you change me!" Michael ordered his mother.

Mom didn't much care for the tone of her baby boy's voice. She quickly rolled him over and delivered two very hard stinging slaps. One to each side of his bare bottom.

"Babies don't give orders, Michael!"

Michael grabbed for his behind with his hands as mom turned him back over and scolded him. Michael laid there pouting as a tear welled up in his eyes as he looked up at his Mother and brother.

"Tommy, I've already cleaned him up. You can put his diaper on him and get him dressed after you wash his face and hands. Don't play around or take your time. I'm going to go make breakfast. I'll expect you to have him down by the time it is ready."

"Yes Mommy. I will!"

Mom left the two boys alone after a final warning to Michael not to give his brother any trouble. Tommy took his naked brother by the hand and led his to the bathroom. There he washed Michael's face and hands. All cleaned up, he led Michael back to his bed to get him diapered and dressed.

"How come you're not wearing a diaper?" Michael asked Tommy.

"Cause I'm not the one who acted like a baby, remember?"

Michael laid down on the bed to wait for Tommy to put a diaper on him. Tommy came over to the bed with diapers in one hand and baby powder in the other.

"I'll get even with you for this, Tommy. I swear that I will."

Tommy was not surprised by the threat. He seemed to be waiting for it and it was like he was just waiting for it to come. He seemed not to pay any attention to it. Tommy set the diapers down on the bed. He told Michael to roll over and turned the top on the baby powder as if he were going to sprinkle it over Michael. When Michael turned face down, Tommy dropped the baby powder and leaned onto Michael's back to hold him in place. Instead of powdering him Like Michael expected, Tommy spanked him just as hard as he could with his hand three times. Tommy hurt his hand and stuffed it under his arm holding it. He got off his brother and Michael quickly rolled over onto his back.

Tommy stood there for a second with a fierce look in his eye contemplating weather or not he should call mom for help. Tommy jumped up onto the bed straddling Michael's legs and sitting on them to hold them down. With one hand on Michael's chest, Tommy leaned forward putting his weight into it to hold Michael right where he was. His other hand was wagging a finger in Michael's face.

"Don't YOU dare threaten me Michael! It's your fault that you are being punished like this! Mom warned you a dozen times not to tease me and still you thought that it was funny and made fun of me. I begged you to knock it off. But nooo. You had to keep on. You have no one to blame but yourself. I was going to suggest to mom that just today like this would be enough punishment but you are really pushing it already. I am not going to take any garbage from you at all today and what happens or when this ends will depend upon how you behave. You don't think it can get any worse? Try me! Mom told me that if you give me too much trouble today that she will put you over MY knee and give me the paddle. So don't push me Michael. Not at all today!"

Tommy was mad. He got up off of his brother and began to arrange the stuff to get him dressed. Michael just laid there stunned.

"Lift your legs!" Tommy ordered Michael.

Michael did as he was told silently and Tommy helped him lift them high enough to slide the diapers under him. Tommy pulled his brother's legs back down and spread them apart. He was about to sprinkle the baby powder but stopped. Tommy lifted Michael's left legs and pushed his legs farther apart spreading them as far as he could.

"Your skin looks like it is getting a little red. I can tell you from experience that a rash does not feel good. It hurts like heck if it gets bad."

Tommy put the leg down and got the Desatin. He squeezed a fair amount out of the tube onto his brother and then rubbed it in spreading it around. Michael just kept his mouth shut and turned red from embarrassment of being touched by his brother like that and in those places.

Tommy just did his job. He powdered the baby boy and pulled the diaper up and pinned it tightly in place after putting a clean T-shirt on his brother. Tommy made sure that Michael had on his slippers and mittens. It was weird dressing his older brother. He pulled a red shirt over Michael's head and put it on him. Then he picked up the baby bonnet and after considering it, tossed it back onto the bed.

Tommy made sure though that Michael's pacifier was hanging around Michael's neck. Then he took Michael by the hand to lead him down to the kitchen and breakfast.

"Aren't you going to put any pants on me?"

"No."

"Tommy. I'm really sorry. Please let me put my jeans on at least! PLEASE!!??"

"No Michael. Mommy said that babies don't need pants. She told me to put a shirt on you but she told me specifically not to let you wear any pants. All you get is your diaper."

"But Tommy! The guys are coming over this morning!"

"I know. If I were you, I wouldn't make mom mad. She might just take your diaper away too after she spanks you good."

Tommy smiled and was a little happy at Michael's situation. Michael was just completely horrified. 'That's okay' he thought. I'll just pretend I'm sick and I'll spend the whole day in bed. That way the guys and no one will know about the diapers.

Tommy took Michael down for breakfast.

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Tommy took Michael by the hand and led him to his bedroom.

"Tommy, I'm really sorry! I didn't mean to hurt you."

"I know but you pushed things too far."

"Do you really have to do this?"

"I'm not going to get paddled by mom for not doing it!"

Michael sat down on his bed as Tommy got his jeans. Like a little kid, Tommy put them on Michael and then had him stand up so he could get them pulled up. They were kind of tight but Tommy got the diaper and everything stuffed in and closed. Though, he did leave a little of the diaper above the pants so you could see that Michael was wearing a diaper if his shirt pulled up. That was likely to happen too if Michael sat on the floor playing nintendo like they had planned to do.

"Are you going to behave, Michael?"

"I swear that I will!"

"As long as you do I'll give you a little break. but the second you cause me any trouble, you're going to be sorry. Okay?"

"Okay."

Tommy removed the arm restraints that were still on Michael.

"Don't forget Michael, tell someone as soon as you are wet. That will keep you from getting a rash, but I'm also being nice and not putting plastic pants on you. I don't think you want the guys seeing you wet your pants and the diaper can only hold so much before it will show. And if you piss on the floor or the furniture mom will go ballistic!"

"I'll be careful! PLEASE don't let the guys find out that I have to wear diapers! I'll die if they do!"

"That's going to be up to you."

Both boys went over to the window to look out. It was still snowing pretty hard!

"Maybe I'll get lucky and they won't come over."

"Yeah, we haven't seen snow like this in a long time!"

Both boys ran down to the living room to watch the snow and play games. They had done pretty good this week in picking up after themselves so mom wasn't going to make them spend the morning cleaning like she usually did. Even their rooms were in fairly good shape.

About an hour later there was a knock at the door. Tommy rushed to get it. Two of their friends had braved the weather and the snow and did come over. Mark didn't have far to go. He only lived next door. Dennis lived just down the street and his mother told him he could come over too. Paul and Andy had called to say that they were not going to be allowed to come.

The four boys laid and sat around on the floor taking turns playing nintendo games. It was that and leggos that were spread out all over. Michael and Dennis were laying next to each other playing a boxing game. Michael got in a good move and Dennis rolled away from him and reached over and smack the seat of Michael's pants.

"Jee'z Mike! What are you wearing? A diaper?"

He could see the top of the white diaper sticking out and had felt all that extra padding. Michael turned like four shades of red.

"As a matter of fact he is." Tommy told him.

"It's not FAIR!" Michael found his voice. " Mom said I was acting like a baby so I'm being punished by having to wear a diaper like a baby."

Just then Mom came into the room.

"And if I hear any fights or excessive teasing about it, ALL FOUR of you will find yourself in diapers like little babies!"

All four of the boys were now red in the face. Michael rolled over a little but tried to hide his face. Mark was the first one though to start teasing him.

"Looks like Michael is a baby. He even wet his pants!"

Mom had started to turn and walk away, but came right back.

"Turn over MICHAEL! NOW!"

Michael turned over so his mother could see the front of his pants. Something that he had been trying to hide. They were soaked with a huge wet spot.

"Tommy, go get me some diapers and the changing stuff!"

Tommy was up in a flash and gone. Michael's mother made him slide over on the floor to the sofa. She leaned over and started to undo his pants to take them off. Michael tried to stop her.

"MOMMY! Please don't change me here!"

"You are in enough trouble already. Move those hands now and keep them out of the way!"

"Please mommy! Not in front of the guys!"

"You should have thought of that before. You were told to get someone to get changed as soon as you were wet. YOU didn't listen! Now young man, since you behave like a baby again, you will be treated like a baby!"

With that Michael's jeans were pulled down to his ankles. Mark and Dennis sat there. Their faces red and their mouths open! Another few seconds later and the diaper was removed as well. Mom pulled Michael up off the floor and right over her lap. A moment or two later, more than Michael's face was red. Mom's hand did a good job on Michael's bare behind. She stood him up in front of her.

"Now, in the corner just as you are for three minutes. Maybe next time you will listen when you are told to do something."

Michael went over and stood in the corner like he was told. Of course with tears running down his face. Mark and Dennis turned back to the nintendo to ignore him. They had spent their share of time in the corner as well when they visited. This was the first time that anyone had ever gotten spanked bare though. They decided it was best not to tease or they would find themselves getting spanked again too, and they were not going to risk their pants coming down! No WAY!

After doing his corner time, Michael was laid back down on the floor and diapered again. The other three boys watching and trying not to laugh out loud. Michael was not allowed to have his jeans back. All he would get is his diaper for the rest of the day.

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The boys went back to playing their games. Rolling around on the floor and laughing. Sometimes they would tease Michael just a little asking if the baby boy needed to be changed.

"So how come your mom put you in diapers?"

"I told you Mark. Because I am being punished for acting like a baby."

"What did you do?"

"He was doing stuff he was told not to." Tommy answered Mark's question again. Dennis just kind of listened and stayed out of the teasing.

"I know that's what you said. But did you do anything in particular.?"

"I was teasing Tommy about wetting the bed and having to wear a diaper to bed!"

"MICHAEL!"

"TOMMY! He's gonna keep asking till you tell him so just tell him!"

Tommy gave Michael a dirty look that would almost kill.

"Geez! What's the big deal?" Mark was going to end the argument before it got started. "You guys act like it's the end of the world! I got this infection thing a while back. Remember when I was sick? I had to wear a diaper all the time for a week because I couldn't control when I would pee."

"Really?"

"Yeah. It's no big deal. In fact it was kind of fun."

"FUN!? I think this sucks!"

"Then don't act like a baby anymore Michael!"

"Yes Tommy!"

Mark went on explaining. "Yeah fun! I could play a game or watch TV and not have to worry about going to the bathroom right at the most bestest part of the show. I just wet and let mom or dad change me later."

"I guess it could have it's advantages. But I AM NOT a BABY!"

Dennis kicked Michael in the leg that told him to pay attention to the game they were playing. "Then don't act like one and make the best of it."

They went back to playing. The only one that had not talked about wearing diapers was Dennis. He listened as they had talked but didn't offer any input. His face did turn a little red a couple times.

They were all playing with the leggos. Michael had bee sitting with his legs crossed in front of him. He rolled forward and onto his knees to reach over and grab some pieces. Just then he got a small cramp in his stomach and farted, big time!

As the unpleasant odor spread, the other three boys held their noses and pushed him back to sit down. That's when Michael realized he more than farted. A warm squishy mess spread across his diapered bottom. He tried to jump up, lost his balance and fell back down spreading the mess even more. Three boys held their breath and moved away from him.

"MOMMY!!!!" Michael yelled out.

"MOM! Michael needs changing!" Tommy yelled to her.

The answer that he got back was not one he wanted to hear.

"Tommy. Change your little brother's diaper. I'm busy."

"NOW WAY MOM! HE FILLED HIS DIAPER!!"

Dennis tried to make a joke.

"Gee'z Mike. You just have to look like one. You didn't have to do that!"

"I think something died." Mark added.

Mom came in and found three boys backing away from Michael and holding their noses. Michael had stood up as much as he could trying to stay in a sitting position with his legs spread and still walk. He had started crying. How could this happen to him!? He wasn't a baby!

Mom helped Michael keep his balance as he walked or waddled very carefully to get cleaned up and changed. Twenty minutes later Michael came back wearing a fresh diaper. He had stopped crying but he sat on the sofa and quietly stayed to himself.

Mom called the boys in to have lunch. Tommy helped Michael into the baby chair and strapped him in.

"You even have a high chair!?" It was Mark again who couldn't believe it.

Michael didn't say anything. He sat there waiting as mom gave the other three boys hot dogs and buns at the table and gave them each a can of soda. She gave them some macaroni and cheese and then prepared Michael's lunch.

Mom took a couple hot dogs and cut them up into small bite sized pieces and set them on the tray in front of Michael. She gave Michael a small bowl of macaroni and cheese to and a spoon.

"You be careful Michael. We'll see if you can feed yourself without making too much of a mess."

Michael had tears in his eyes as mom set a baby bottle of juice in front of him. He knew it would do no good to even try to argue. He picked up a hot dog with his fingers and ate it. Then he picked up his bottle and began sucking.

"That's a good boy!" His mom told him as she patted the top of his head.

Tommy, Mark, and Dennis watched for a moment and then turned back to their own lunch. They talked a little and from time to time would sneak a look over at Michael. They were all careful not to laugh even if it was the funniest thing they had seen in a long time!

When they were done eating they sat around talking about what they were going to do this afternoon. Mom made them change their plans.

"Tommy, wash your baby brother's face off."

Tommy did as he was told and then unstrapped Michael from the chair.

"Now, make sure that he doesn't need to be changed," Mom handed Tommy a warm bottle of milk, " And put the baby down for his afternoon nap. After that you three can go out to play for a little while if you stay in the yard."

"ALRIGHT!" Three boys said together.

Michael just hung his head. He wanted to go out and play too.

"Michael, little babies have to take a nap. You are to go lay down with your bottle and take one. I have to go out for a while and Tommy is in charge and will baby-sit. Just the hint of trouble out of you and you won't sit for a week and I'll keep you in diapers for the summer. Do you understand me?"

"Yes Ma'am!"

Michael hung his head and followed Tommy to his room being led by the hand. Michael climbed into bed. Tommy checked his diaper and it was dry so he wouldn't have to change him. He stuck the bottle into Michael's mouth and Michael took it from him and began sucking on it. Tommy cover his brother up, then he did something that he hadn't done in years. He leaned down and kissed his brother on the cheek.

"Behave Michael. I want you to be able to come out and play too."

Michael looked up at Tommy and wiped the tears from his eyes.

"I will."

He went back to sucking on his bottle and closed his eyes. Tommy stood there for a moment and then left him alone.

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