Chapter 8 – The rest of summer – I don’t want to go back to school

 

That summer, Matt and I hung out a lot, almost daily, and he slept over often.  His mom and my mom became close friends.  Matt’s mom continued to diaper him and baby him when the time was available; his dad even did so several times.

Eventually Matt’s brother Michael did find out he was in diapers, Matt either forgot to lock his bedroom door, or his brother came home unexpectedly, but never the less, he knew.  Michael did promise not to go blabbing about it to his friends.  At home was different, Michael would call him “baby”, “diaper boy”, would always make comments about it smelling like somebody needed a diaper change and that stuff.

One night in August about a week before school Matt had enough of his brother’s shit, and decided that revenge is a dish best served cold, and wet, and sometimes stinky.  I don’t know who would have given Matt any sort of laxative that was clear and virtually tasteless (innocent eyes), but he got some.

Michael was always a deep sleeper, never deep enough to wet the bed, but not easy to wake.  That night Matt laced Mike’s drink that he got right before bed with the laxative and waited till he fell asleep.  He then got a large glass of warm water and snuck into Mike’s room.   It took some work, but he got his hand into the glass.  In the night the water did it’s trick and so did the laxative.  The next morning Matt made sure that he was taking up the bathroom right about the time that Mike would wake up.

After waking up finding his sheets and clothes wet, he felt a rumble in his bowels and panic set in, he had to run to the bathroom NOW!.  Running to the main bathroom in the house he found it occupied, “COME ON, I GOTTA GO, HURRY UP DIAPER BOY”  but Matt probably could not hear him, he had the shower running (so mike thought).  Desparate he went to his parent’s room and tried to use their bathroom, only to find his mom in the bathroom.  The urge became way too much and he messed his pants.

As if right on cue, his mom opened the door to see her 15, almost 16 year old standing there with obviously wet shorts and the gravy leg “oh Michael, what did you do, you smell, go take a shower, rinse your clothes out in the shower and leave them there.”

“It’s fucking diaper boy that did this mom, I know he did something to me” Mike screamed in an attempt to not sound like a cry baby pussy.

“Your brother made you wet and mess your pants, why would he do that?” Shirley said

“Probably to get back at me for teasing him about his diapers” Mike said, not thinking that his mom would remember him being told not to tease his brother

“well ain’t karma a bitch! Go get cleaned up and meet me in your room when you are done” Shirley said, getting more annoyed by the second

She then went and found Matt, who had heard all the commotion “You!” She pointed at him “that was not very nice to do that to your brother, and don’t say you didn’t do it either, cause I know you did”

Matt hung his head “I’m sorry mom, but he kept teasing me and making fun of me, even after you and dad told him to stop.  He even said he was going to tell everybody at school.  For once I wanted to get him back for being so mean to me”

“Well it worked! Why didn’t you tell me he was teasing you that much, your father and I would have made him stop” Shirley said

“He wouldn’t have stopped, he never does” Matt said almost crying thinking that he was going to be in trouble.

“Well let me handle him, and yes, you too will be punished, I’ll be back for you next” She said as she walked into Mike’s room.  Upon seeing the wet spot on his bed and the total disarray of his room, she formulated a punishment for him picking on his little brother.

She went to Matt’s room and got a changing pad, and some diapers and supplies, just in time for Michael to enter the room.

“Wha…. What are those” he said startled, knowing fully well what they were “I’m not wearing that, I’m not like diaper boy who likes to piss and shit his pants”

SLAP!!! Shirley smacked Michael right across the face “I have had about enough of you calling your brother diaper boy, and since you continued to torment him well after your dad and I told you to stop, you can just wear a diaper too.  Now lay down on the changing mat, or the next slap will be accompanied by 19 more across my knee”

Knowing what was good for him, he complied and laid down on the mat, rubbing his sore face from where he was slapped, as his mom stripped him of his towel and proceeded to ready the diaper

“lift up” she said as she slid the powdered back half of the diaper under him.  She then powdered the front side of him and brought the diaper up and taped it up tight.

“There all nice, dry and clean” she said as she patted the front of his diaper “mommy loves you”  as she pulled him into a sitting position.  “Now go play nicely in the living room while I deal with your brother”

“He better get punished for what he did to me” Michael shot back

“Don’t you worry about him, or you may find yourself in diapers for longer than I had planned” Shirley quipped

“Just how long” Michael asked, this time more calmer and nicer, hoping it would buy him favor

“Till I am certain that you learned your lesson” Shirley replied as she led him out of the room

“Wait can I get some shorts” Michael said trying to go back into his room

“nope, you will not be hiding your diaper”

Shirley then went and found Matt and gave him a stern look “Now for you young man, you must be punished as well.  Come here” she said as she sat down on her bed.  Matt received 10 smacks to his backside, which he was crying before the first one even happened.  “Now Matthew, you know mommy loves you and Michael both the same, but sometimes you need to know that there are rules and boundaries, you should have told mommy or daddy that Michael was still teasing you.  Now lay down on your bed”

Shirley got the diapering supplies out and diapered Matt up and sent him out to the living room just like she did Michael.  Following behind him she told the boys “you both behave and play nice, or there will be spankings to follow”

The boys sat there in silence for about 30 minutes before Michael first spoke “I gotta pee, I need to get this thing off”

“I am willing to bet if she put you in it, she expects it to be used” Matt said “just relax and let it happen”

After struggling and groaning Matt saw ‘the look’ that meant one thing, that and the yellow spot that was growing on the front of Michael’s diaper.

“Better now?” Matt asked

“That is strange, and it was so hard to let go, I thought I was going to burst first.  I’m sorry I made fun of you” Michael said

“I’m sorry I gave you a laxative and then made you wet your bed” Matt said

“How long do you think she will make me wear this diaper?  Do you think she will let me change if I go find her” Michael asked

“I’m not sure how long she will make you wear them, probably just the whole day, and that diaper has a lot more to take before it needs changed” Matt advised his older brother

“Oh God!!, I got to go, I don’t want to do that in this diaper” Michael said referring to going #2, which likely would still be a sloppy mess seeing that the laxative was still working through his bowels

“I take it that the laxative is still working? you might as well get it done and over with, the sooner you mess, the sooner she will probably change you” Matt said

That day Matt and Michael both stayed inside in just their diapers, by the end of the day Michael was ready to get out of diapers.  He was sure glad he had a diaper on instead of pooping his pants like he did that morning, and he did not have to stop playing Call of Duty when he needed to wet either.

Michael was sent to bed in a diaper that night, and the next morning he was allowed to get out of diapers, Matt decided to just stay diapered most of the time from then on.  He had the ability to walk around the house in just a diaper and tee-shirt when Michael was around since he knew that he would no longer be tormented for wearing diapers.

Unbeknownst to their mother and Matt, Michael did sneak a few diapers from Matt that summer to wear when he felt like it, he would always get them back to the diaper pail or hide them in the trash when he was done.

The end of August brought the start of the school year.  Matt was told that he would need to be out of diapers during school, unless he wanted to risk getting caught.

Matt would sleep diapered each night, get up shower and go the school like a big boy, and almost as soon as he got home, back to a diaper. Some days he would just ride home with Justin and hang out diapered there too.