My mother took charge of my and my two sisters need for wearing diapers for as long as we all needed them. In those years no one used disposables, only cloth diapers. The cloth diapers where flat and either square or rectangular shape and needed to be pinned together-no prefolded diapers. And, of course we had to wear rubber pants over our cloth diaper. My two younger sisters stopped wetting their beds at age 12 and 7, but I continued to wet my bed until I was 17 so mom insisted on pinning my diapers every night, sometimes to great embarrassment. Of course the older I got the more diapers she had to pin together to absorb all my potty. Needless to say we had a house full of diapers and rubber pants, which mom laundered several times a week to keep up with her bedwetting kids. On the positive side, mom kept us clean, rash free, no smell of pee surrounding us and instead we all smelled of baby powder and lotion. But for me once I started that mysterious phase of my life called puberty, things became embarrassing. I'd get little erections when she wiped my wee-wee, but as time went on my wee-wee got bigger and felt so good when I rubbed it after my diapers were on that I began to look forward to mom pinning my diapers on so I could touch myself. I gave up trying to stop my bedwetting so she would continue to diaper me but felt guilty not telling her. The downside was I started to feel guilty or ashamed that I was still wetting my bed when I was so old. I couldn't have sleepovers or invite friends over because they'd see my diapers and rubber pants, find out I still wet my bed and either tease me unmercifully or ostracize me from their social stuff, or both. I was afraid to ask girls out or get too friendly with girls again for fear they'd find out I still wet my bed and wore diapers and rubber pants. And then then the day came when mom decided to talk to me about sex, sexual arousal, erections and ejaculations. I was 13 and did have some idea of what puberty was all about from friends and my sister. I did understand that I was getting turned on when my mom diapered me, wiped and powdered my wee-wee. Sometimes I get turned on when I could see some of her breasts and nipples when she leaned over me to pin my diapers together and pull op my rubber pants. In retrospect I was starting to eroticize diapers, wetting myself, having an older woman change me, and ultimately ejaculate into my wet diapers.
One night, my mother sat me down next to her on my bed. My diapers and rubber pants laying next to her on my bed and I started getting excited thinking mom was about to pull my pants down and diaper me. Instead, she said “sweety, its time for mommy to tell you about the changes you are going through now. You're getting so tall and strong, your voice is lower, you have some hair in places you never had before. I can see when I diaper you that you're developing into a young man. Your pee-pee is getting bigger and you are having what's called erections. I just want you to know that's a perfectly normal thing for boys your age to have. It's nothing to be afraid or ashamed of. Have you been touching or playing with it when mommy leaves your room. It's perfectly normal if you have, just be honest with me.” I hang my head a little and say “yes mommy, I have been playing with my pee-pee under my diapers. Are you sure its OK with you. It's seems so nasty to me, I was afraid you would find out and punish me.” “No honey, mommy's not mad at all. In fact I think its so cute to see my little baby grow up and become a young man. Touching yourself is called masturbation. We all do it sometimes, even mommy and daddy. You're just making yourself feel good, nothing wrong with that as long as you keep it private. Do have any questions honey'' mommy asks. By that time I was so excited and my pee-pee was so hard, all I wanted was for her to diaper me so she could leave and I could masturbate so I told her “no mommy, I can't think of any thing to ask you.” So I stood up in front of her and she pulled my trousers down. I was really embarrassed now because my pee-pee was sticking straight out under my under pants. But mommy starts to laugh and as she pulls my undies down, “sweety did our little talk make you excited. Looks like it.” I can't stop blushing and my face is beet red, as mommy tells me “lets get your diapers pinned on quickly so I can give you some privacy.” She does but the truth is I wanted her to stay with me longer. Dad was out of town and mom was dressed for bed herself, in only her nighty. I could see her nipples under nighty and when she leaned over me to wash and powder my pee-pee, pin my diapers on and pull up my rubber pants I could see all of her boobs and nipples as they swung around when she moved. I was so excited I thought I would ejaculate right in front of her, but I didn't and waited until she left. Took about 15 seconds to cum after she shut my door.
For the several years, I continued to wet my bed and mom continued to diaper me every night and change me every morning to help me get ready for school. Every few months she would ask me if I thought I could stop my wetting my bed and would tell her I was trying too but it was so hard. She'd hug me, kiss me and tell me not to worry, I soon would and mommy was here to diaper you for as long as I needed. By the time I was 17 I knew I had to stop because I would soon be leaving home for college, but by that time I knew I had grown very attached to my diapers and rubber pants and to my mom who changed me every night and gave me such love and affection.