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Part 5: Day 4

(April 13th, 1912)

 

 

 

 

Chapter 18: Another Morning, Another Soiled Diaper!

 

I was thrashing all over the place as I continued to dream of plunging into a cold, dark, and angry ocean. My screams were still erupting from my voice box that unfortunately for those around me was showing no signs of giving out anytime soon! As much as my mother tried to get me to wake up from the dream, I still was in that angry ocean!

 

"Josh baby!" Mom screamed. "Josh, please wake up!" Mom continued to cry as she held me in her arms rocking me.

 

As I was struggling to swim in the cold Atlantic, in my still too real dream, I could now barely hear my mother's voice coming from somewhere. Hearing my mother's voice calling my name magically stopped my screaming, both in the dream and also in the real world.

 

"Mommy!" I cried out while looking all around me in the chilled ocean water for my mother. "Where are you Mommy? I can't see you!"

 

"Josh baby, please wake up! You're dreaming! It's not real baby!" I heard my mother call out to me.

 

"I am dreaming?!" I asked myself still sure that everything around me was real. If anything, hearing my mom's voice was probably the dream I thought. Still I would rather believe that the ship wreck was a nightmare and that Mom was reality, so I tried my best to wake up. I did everything; I slapped myself, pinched myself, and even tried telling myself that I was dreaming and to wake up, but I still was not able to wake up.

 

"Mommy, I can't wake up, it won't let me!" I cried.

 

"Please try again baby!" I heard my mother's voice call out again.

 

I didn't realize that all this time I had been calling out for my mommy and talking to her, that I had actually been talking in my sleep. My mom would later tell me that it was almost as if I were in a trance instead of a dream. I know that the whole thing scared not only her but my dad as well. I guess it even scared Uncle Josh too and of course when I started to scream in my sleep this morning it scared Tim from his own sleep so bad, that he wet his bed.

 

When my mother told me to try again, she held me so tightly that I actually started to feel it in the nightmare. When I felt my mother's grasp on me I knew then that I was dreaming and once again I screamed, "WAKE UP!"

 

I probably blew everyone's eardrums but it did finally break me from the nightmare. The ocean dissolved around me and I was no longer cold and wet, unless you consider my very heavy soaking wet diaper between my legs.

 

As I looked at all the worried faces around me, I broke out in fresh tears as I washed away all the fear I had been experiencing from the still very fresh nightmare. As my crying started to subside and I started to feel a little better, I smiled a little as I used my hands to rub away the tears.

 

I then hugged my mother, "thank you Mommy for saving me!" and I started to cry again into my mother's shoulder.

 

"That is okay baby; you are always safe with Mommy." I heard my mom say soothingly to me. I then heard my mom order everyone back to bed in her motherly way. "Okay everyone, he is fine. You can all go back to bed, it is still early."

 

Dad patted my back and smiled at me as he returned to bed. Uncle Josh winked at me and went to his own bed. However, Tim had this weird expression plastered across his face and even though he was stretched out on his bed, I knew there was something wrong with him. Of course I would find out later that morning that I had scared the pee out of him and he was terrified what his father was going to say or do when he found out about it.

 

Mom, who had been holding me in her lap as she sat on our bed, got up picking me up with her. I didn't protest at all as she carried me around on her hip, collecting what I found out was my changing supplies. She then opened our cabin door and carried me out and down the hall. I knew where we were going and normally I would have thrown a fit being once again taken into the Women's bathroom but this time I just didn't care. All I wanted at that moment was to stay in my mommy's arms and I wanted her more than ever at this moment to baby me as the thought of it somehow made me feel better.

 

As we entered the bathroom I took a real quick look around as I was hoping that due to the time of the night that the Women's bathroom would be void of any ...cough... women. With a sigh of relief I noticed that Mom and I were the only 2 people there. Now if it could only remain that way.

 

Mom carried me over to the couch where she then sat me down. She then laid all the diaper supplies down next to the couch. I watched as she removed three clean diapers from a cloth sack and then got them ready for me. She then went over and filled a wash basin full of warm water and brought it over to where I was at on the couch.

 

Without saying a word to me, Mom gently pushed me back so that I was now lying down ready to have my diaper changed.

 

I silently watched as Mom removed my pajama bottoms and rubber pants. This now left me in only my wet cloth diaper and my pajama shirt. She then went to work removing all the pins that had been holding up my soaking wet and soiled diaper. While Mom removed those pins she started to hum this really pretty song that I found mysteriously soothing.

 

"Mommy..." I looked up into my mom's eyes as I started to speak softly to her. "...what is that you're humming?" 

 

Mom smiled at me, "it is an old English song that my own mother taught me when I was just a little older than you are now."

 

"It is real pretty Mommy." I smiled up at her.

 

Mom had previously placed me in three cloth diapers so she had to remove the pins in each diaper separately as they were exposed. I lifted my head a little so I could watch what she was doing. I saw as she removed one of the diaper layers and then the second one. Now down to the third and final diaper layer she went to work on removing it. When Mom finally had removed the last of the pins from my most inner diaper, she pulled back the front of that very wet diaper while commenting on how bad I smelled. I shivered as I felt the cold morning air as it caressed my now exposed diaper area.

 

Now, I had thought that due to the fact that I had soiled myself that Mom would make me take a shower like she did the previous morning. So I was all prepared to get up and head to the shower as soon as Mom wiped the excess poop off my bottom. I waited patiently as she grabbed my ankles with one hand and lifted my bottom into the air. With the other hand she used my diaper to wipe the excess poop off of my butt. So here I was about to get up as soon as she lowered me back down, however that never did happen. Now if I had been thinking clearer I would have remembered that Mom had brought over that basin of water to clean me with. I also would have maybe remembered that there was no way that Mom was going to let my poopy butt touch the nice expensive looking couch that I was lying on.  With my butt still in the air, Mom proceeded to use a warm wet cloth to clean my whole diaper area off, paying close attention to my messy butt. 

 

I watched as she was very thorough at cleaning my stinky messy bottom. I figured she would be grossed out about it but was puzzled that she was still smiling and seemed to be enjoying it, which I found very strange. 

 

"Mommy, can I ask you something?" I am not sure why I was still being so babyish.

 

"Sweetie, you can always ask me anything."

 

"Well... um... I was wondering... Why do you seem so happy... well... um... I mean, why don't you seem to mind cleaning my poop off me?" I finally managed to get out of me.

 

Mom looked at me and smiled again, "Josh, I want you to know that I love taking care of you. I enjoy having you as my baby boy again." She rinsed the cloth out before going back to work on my lower region. "You see Josh; I think that by mothering you, not only do I hopefully strengthen the bond between us, but I also can show you that I am willing to do anything for you; to protect you at any cost. Do you understand this sweetie?"

 

Truthfully I didn't completely understand, but I decided to go ahead and just go with it as I honestly at that moment was enjoying all the attention Mom was showering on me. It went a long way in pushing away the remnants of the nightmare from my mind for the time being. So I smiled at Mom and nodded my head that I understood.

 

With that said, Mom went back to work on cleaning up my butt and the rest of my diaper area. To make sure I was really clean, Mom even emptied the water basin and filled it with new clean water and even washed out the cloth with soap and water real good before using it on me once more.

 

Once Mom was satisfied that I was clean, she set the wash cloth and basin of water off to the side and used a towel to dry me all off. When she finally laid my butt back down on the couch, I noticed that it was placed on the new set of diapers Mom had laid out earlier. I hadn't even noticed that she had removed the dirty diapers and replaced them with the clean ones. Mom then surprised me when she produced a tin of Johnson's Baby Powder, I am not sure when she got it but she must have found it in a shop on the Titanic. She used the powder to dust me white, like a powder donut.

 

"Hmmmm... It looks like there might be a diaper rash setting in; I am going to have to do something about that." I heard her mumble to herself and I knew right away that she wasn't talking to me.

 

She then expertly pinned three fresh diapers on me and then washed out my rubber pants with the water from the basin; she then dried them out real good before she had me step into them.

 

Trying to be helpful, I took my inner diaper that still had my poop in it and emptied it into the toilet. I then helped Mom rinse out my dirty diapers which she then wrapped inside the towel which she then placed into the cloth bag that held my diaper supplies.

 

I had thought that Mom was going to have me slip back into my pajamas, but she ended up also placing them into the cloth bag.

 

"Mom, are you not going to put my pajamas back on?" I asked as I couldn't help being curious.

 

"Well baby, you peed so much that your diaper leaked a little on your pajamas." Mom explained in a sweet voice of a loving mother.

 

"I didn't get the bed wet did I?" I asked worriedly.

 

"Don't worry sweetie, it didn't leak a lot and the bed didn't get wet." Mom reassured me and I breathed a sigh of relief.

 

I was kind of hoping that she was going to carry me back to our cabin but instead she held out her hand for me. Still wishing to be carried I took my mother's hand and we walked out the bathroom door.

 

On our way back I had totally forgot or maybe I just didn't care that I was wearing nothing but my diaper; so when we passed some people along the way, I didn't even consider for a moment being embarrassed and/or ashamed. I even smiled at them as they looked down upon me, as we made our way past everyone in the hallway. I am sure they were wondering why a kid of my age was dressed and being led around by my mom as if I was a baby.

 

Before we entered our cabin, Mom stopped and looked down at me. "Josh, do me a favor baby. Please be real quiet, we don't want to wake anyone, okay?" Mom asked to make sure I understood.

 

"Mom..." I decided to act more grown up hoping that it would get me the answer I wanted. "...do I have to go back to sleep?" I asked.

 

"I will tell you what baby, if you can be real quiet and lie down with Mommy and allow her to sleep, then I won't force you to sleep. Is that okay baby?"

 

I nodded my head in agreement, happy that I was not going to be forced to sleep. As I promised I was real quiet as I entered the cabin with Mom and once she deposited the cloth bag we got in bed together.

 

I guess Mom was pretty tired because as I lay embraced in her arms, I soon could tell that she, like everyone else in the room, was fast asleep.

 

I was then alone with my thoughts and as I allowed them to overtake me I found myself focusing more on the memory of the good dream I had last night, the one with Jacob.

 

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"Hurry up everyone, we overslept again!" I heard my dad announce loudly to everyone.

 

Even though I had no intention of doing so, I had at some point fallen asleep. So as I groggily rubbed the sleep from my eyes I sent God a quick thank you prayer for no nightmares while I was asleep this time.

 

I heard Mom chuckle as she whispered in my ear. "How is my tired baby boy this morning?"

 

Mom still had me encased in her arms and I had no plan in the near future of making her let me go. I leaned my head as far back in her chest as I could so that I could look up into my mom's eye's and smiled before letting out a yawn.

 

"It looks like my baby is still a tired little boy." Mom then leaned down and kissed my forehead. "You ready to get up for the day?" Mom smiled at me as I once again yawned.

 

I nodded my head and then looked over at Tim. Tim still showed signs that he hadn't woke up yet and even when his dad told him to get up as he and my dad left for the showers, Tim still didn't stir and seemed to be sleeping. Even though by all appearances Tim appeared to be asleep, I knew better. When Dad had woke me up this morning I saw Tim's eyes open then he had a look of fear appear on his face and then he quickly acted like he was still asleep. I knew there was something really wrong there but I knew until Mom left I was probably wasn't going to find out what it was if at all.

 

"Okay Josh, it is time to get up." Mom said as she let go of me and I got out of bed so that she could get out. "Come here Josh; let's check your diaper and see if you need changed."

 

Mom motioned me to come to her. She then stuck two fingers in the front of my diaper and then had me turn around and took a quick look in the back. It turned out that I was only a little wet.

 

"I think you will be fine until after breakfast. Will you be okay if I change you then Josh?" Mom asked.

 

I just nodded in agreement, to show that I was okay with what mom suggested. As Mom then started to grab some things before heading to the showers herself, I started to change from my pajamas and into my clothes for the day.

 

"Okay boys, hurry up and be ready by the time we get back." Mom told me and a pretending to sleep Tim as she herself walked out the door now leaving Tim and I alone.

 

"Tim, they are all gone and I know you are awake." I quietly informed Tim.

 

Tim's eyes popped open as he quickly looked around the room, I guess making sure that we were indeed alone. He then looked back at me and I saw a tear fall from his right eye and looked like he was about to any minute break out in a torrent of tears.

 

"Tim, what is wrong!" I asked in worry

 

More tears fell from Tim's eyes as he pulled back the sheet and blanket, showing me the large wet spot he was lying in. At first I had been sure that Tim had wet his bed on purpose but after really looking at the fear in his eyes and the tears still falling from them as well, I was sure that it must have been an accident.

 

"I swear Josh, it was an accident!" Tim cried.

 

I nodded, "I know Tim. I believe you."

 

Tim smiled briefly when he heard that I believed him. "Josh it isn't your fault and I am not blaming you at all but your screaming this morning scared me awake and it scared me so bad that I peed myself and the bed." Tim started to cry harder now. "What am I going to do Josh, I don't know how I am going to hide this from my dad! He will never believe that it was just an accident!" Tim Managed to get out through his crying.

 

"Tim do you trust me?" I asked Tim who nodded his head. "Okay our dads are going to be back any moment. I want you to go ahead pull up the blankets on your bed and cover the wet spot and then hide underneath the bed. Then when our dads get back I will just let them think they must have missed you and when they go off to the breakfast table you can then come out of hiding."

 

"What about your mom Josh?" Tim asked me.

 

"Well... Tim, I think you should tell my mom." Before Tim could say anything I went on. "Tim, I swear my mom will understand and will help you clean up and even get the bed changed. Please trust me!" I quickly finished my thought.

 

Tim sat and thought for a bit and he then reluctantly nodded his head in agreement to my plan. So he quickly did as I suggested and it was lucky he hadn't wasted a second longer as he was just finished scooting under the bed when our dads walked into the room.

 

"Where is Tim?" Uncle Josh asked me.

 

"I guess you must have missed him, he went down to the bathroom." I told Uncle Josh hoping he would believe me. I was lucky as neither of our dads decided to challenge it. I just watched as they finished getting ready.

 

"Josh, you want to go down with us to breakfast?" Dad asked me as they started to head out of the room.

 

"Thanks Dad, but I told Mom I would wait for her." I know it was a lie but I was sure no one would ever know that I wasn't telling the truth.

 

Dad nodded okay and followed Uncle Josh out the door. "See you in a little bit then." Dad said as he closed the door behind them.

 

Tim waited for a bit before climbing out from underneath the bed. I noticed that he was shivering due to the cold morning air making its way through his cold wet pajamas.

 

"I'm not sure Josh... Do you really believe your mom won't tell my dad?" Tim asked through chattering teeth.

 

"Tim, I can't promise you she won't, but I think she is your best chance. My mom really likes mothering me and she is very understanding about accidents. I really don't think she will tell." I tried to explain to Tim.

 

Tim still cold crawled back in his bed and covered himself with his blankets. I was curious if the wet spot on his bed would be cold but I guess it must not have as he seemed to be warmer once covered. "Maybe the blanket kept the wet spot from getting too cold." I thought to myself.

 

I knew Mom would be coming back soon so I quickly finished getting dressed for the morning, by sitting down and putting on my socks and shoes. I didn't know if Tim wanted to tell my Mom alone so I decided to hurry just in case he did.

 

"Hey Tim, if you want I can leave when my mom gets back so you can talk to her privately." I offered to Tim, as I was finishing up tying my shoes.

 

"Actually Josh, could you please stay!" Tim pleaded with me.

 

I smiled at Tim and nodded my head yes. I knew how he was feeling; he was terrified of getting in to trouble once again with his dad. I would have liked to believe that Uncle Josh would have understood about Tim's accident that morning, but after what I have seen and what I would later see that day, I know that telling his dad would have been the worst mistake ever!

 

So now ready for the day I sat on mine and Mom's bunk and just talked with Tim about kid stuff while waiting for my mother to return. My mom was a typical woman and because of that, took a lot of extra time getting ready in the morning; so Mom was a while longer than I thought she would before she made it back to our cabin. When she did make it back she was in a hurry though.

 

"Josh, are you all ready now?" Mom asked me as she entered the room but before I could answer she noticed that Tim was still in bed. "Timmy honey, you need to hurry and get up and get ready for breakfast!" Mom said anxiously.

 

"Mrs. Clemens I... a... well I mean..." Tim tried his best to tell my Mom, but I could see that he was too embarrassed and frightened to get it out.

 

I knew my friend needed help so I decided to just tell Mom myself. "Mom, Tim had..." but before I could get anymore out, Tim gave me a look that I knew meant, shut the fuck up! He also interrupted me and I knew that he didn't want me doing it that he wanted to be the one to tell her.

 

"Mrs. Clemens, I am sorry! Please don't tell my dad, but I wet my bed this morning when Josh..." At this Tim looked at me and I nodded my head. "...woke up this morning screaming. Mrs. Clemens I was scared so bad when I woke up to the screaming, that before I knew it I had accidently wet my bed. I swear it was an accident and my dad will never believe it was!" Tim started to blubber as he pushed the blankets off of him exposing the wet bed which I now noticed was even wetter. I decided not to say anything about it in front of Mom but I made a mental note to ask Tim later about the increased wetness.

 

Looking at Mom I could see in her face that Tim had persuaded her and that she was going to help him before she even said anything. I was happy that I had been right about this and that Mom would help. I did have a slight fear that I might have been wrong and Mom would tell Uncle Josh that Tim peed the bed.

 

"Oh Tim! Honey, I understand completely and I will not tell your Dad." Mom said as she walked over to Tim, who had gotten out of bed, and hugged him. "Here honey, let's get you cleaned up." Mom soothingly suggested to Tim.

 

I sat and waited while Mom helped Tim out of his wet pajamas, which she said she would have all washed before tonight. Mom then gave him a quick sponge bath, making sure all the pee was washed off of him. Once she proclaimed him clean she even helped him into his clothes and put his sock and shoes on him.

 

The last thing Mom did after burying Tim's wet pajamas in the cloth bag where my dirty diapers were at, was go out and find the room steward and had her come in and change the bedding on Josh's bed. The steward, who was the same lady who took care of my wet bed and gave me the evil eye when she came into our cabin, took a look at the mattress and told my mother that she would have it all taken care of before we got back from breakfast. I found out later from Mom that she actually swapped out the mattress so they could clean the peed one properly.

 

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By the time we finally made it to breakfast that morning it was half over and of course Dad and Uncle Josh had been worried about us. Mom just gave them a vague excuse and after that the matter, thankfully was dropped.

 

I guess my sister Jane was worried about me as she had woke up last night when they heard me all the way down in the Green's cabin screaming for dear life. She kept bugging me about it until I finally told her to shut up and leave me alone. That of course got me in trouble as my punishment was handed down quickly by Mom in the form of a hard smack on the back of my head. After that I just sat quietly through the rest of breakfast and fumed at my sister.

 

Talking about the Green's I noticed once again that Mr. Green was missing from the table. I remembered how bad he looked last night and wondered if he was really worse today. I couldn't help but wonder what was wrong with him. The way his wife talked, Mr. Green was just a little sick and would be okay after plenty of rest. I didn't know it back then but I have a pretty good idea today that Mr. Green had some form of Cancer in its last stages. I am not sure what would have been worse for him, dying in the pain that accompanies most types of cancer or drowning in the freezing cold Atlantic Ocean.

 

By the time breakfast was over I had once again forgot that I was still in my diapers and begged Mom if I could go with Tim and see if we can find our friend Jacob. Mom and Tim's dad agreed to let us go, I think they really wanted to get rid of us kids for a while anyway.

 

I really wanted to tell Jacob about my dream of him but I didn't know how I could do it without Tim over hearing and I just wasn't sure I wanted Tim to know this. So as we took off to look for Jacob I tried to think of a way to get Jacob alone.


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Chapter 19: The Pool, Diapers, and a Stupid Decision!

 

"I am not sure; I don't think it is this way." Tim announced in annoyance.

 

"It's got to be!" Jacob disagreed. "It is about the only part of the ship we haven't explored yet." As he said that he gave Tim an angry stare.

 

"Well, I think you missed something!" Tim responded angrily.

 

"Well I think you are an idiot!" Jacob yelled at Tim

 

We had been looking all over the ship in the areas we had yet to explore on this ship, trying to see if we could locate Titanic's pool. So far we have had no luck in locating it anywhere and it seemed that the way things were going Tim and Jacob might start throwing fist any moment and I really didn't want that to happen. The last thing I wanted to play was referee. They had been getting steadily more argumentative with each other for the last hour or so.

 

"If you really think I am an idiot, then why don't you come over here to my face and say that!" Tim yelled back.

 

Of course I knew Jacob would wipe the floor with Tim if I didn't do something and now! My biggest problem was, I didn't know what to do. As I saw Jacob walk up to Tim I knew there was only one thing I could do.

 

Without hesitation I ran towards both Tim and Jacob and managed to slip right between them before either of them could start throwing punches. I looked at Jacob and held my hands out trying to show him that he didn't need to come any further.

 

"Jacob please, Tim can be jerk at times but he doesn't mean to be. Please can you forgive him? In fact you both need to apologize as we are all friends here!" I pleaded with Jacob.

 

I then turned on Tim, "and you! You are an idiot! First of all you know damn well you don't have a chance against Jacob. He will beat the living crap out of you! Second, here you were telling me that you have trouble making friends and you don't want to lose the ones you have. Well I am here to tell you right now that if you continue this nonsense fighting, that not only will you lose Jacob as a friend, you will also lose me as well. I refuse to be friends with a jerk, and Tim, that is what you're being right now!"

 

To be truthfully honest I couldn't believe I just stood between those two and said what I said and lived to speak about it. Somehow, I am not really sure how, I ended up reaching both of them.

 

"I am sorry Josh, you're right." Tim's anger deflated just like that. He then looked past me at Jacob. "Hey man, I really am sorry for acting like a jerk. Josh is right; I usually do things just like this and end up losing my friends."

 

When I turned and noticed that Jacob no longer seemed angry, I decided to chance it that they would not go back to the point of throwing fist and removed myself between the two of them.

 

As they both apologized to each other and became buddy buddy again, I noticed that I needed to pee really badly. I was about to suggest that we go looking for a bathroom, when the memory that I was wearing not only a diaper but an already wet diaper.

 

"Oh well," I thought to myself as I relaxed my bladder and allowed the torrent of pee, flow in to my diaper.

 

Once I was done peeing I was checking myself, just to be sure I hadn't leaked anywhere. After making sure that my pants were still dry I looked up to check on my two friends. I expected to see them still hugging each other or something like that. I was not prepared at all for what I saw. Both of them were staring at me giggling while both pointed straight at me. Both of them had stood there and watched me pee my diaper, and then check myself for leaks and I hadn't even noticed. Suddenly I was filled with anger and embarrassment.

 

As I tried fighting back the hot stinging tears, my brain sent one command out to my body... RUN! No longer able to hold back the tears any longer, they started to roll down my cheeks as my feet obeyed the command my brain had sent to them. I took off so fast that I think I left a cloud of dust back where Tim and Jacob were still at.

 

You know, I had no idea where I was running too. All I knew was, who I was running from. My only plan was to put as much distance as I could between me and the two laughing jack asses. After running for a bit, I chanced a look back to only see that both Tim and Jacob, were both hot on my heels.

 

Trying my damndest to lose them, I put on more speed. I was starting to look for a door, hallway, or any nook or cranny I could quickly disappear through or in. Finally I saw an open door ahead of me and with a burst of speed, I flew through the doorway as I glanced back over my shoulder.

 

Since I was still looking behind me I wasn't looking in front of me but when I finally did I tried my best to stop myself from running over a ledge.

 

I screamed as I went flying and the next sound heard was a loud splash! It turns out that I, while running away from Tim and Jacob, accidently stumbled on what we were looking for. I found the pool.

 

Now I know that in my dreams lately, that I always am able to swim to save myself after I am forced off the ship and into the ocean. I am here to tell you though, I couldn't swim a lick back then and nothing changed in that pool as I tried to keep my head above water but failed. The last thought that went through my head as I started to black out was, maybe this was what the dream meant, maybe it was just me that was going to die. "Well" I figured, "I could live with that as long as everyone else lived."

 

The next thing I knew. was that I was lying on my side coughing up water as someone was beating my back. I was having trouble at first focusing my eyes on anything but at least I was alive and breathing.

 

I kept coughing up water until all the pool water was out of me. By the way I found out that the water in the pool was salt water. Believe me I drank enough to know!

 

The guy, yes it was a guy who had been beating me on my back, was an employee of White Star (The company that owned the Titanic) and worked in the pool area. When he turned me over on my back, he wasn't the only one who was looking down at me. I noticed as my eyes finally started working again and were now focusing properly, that besides Tim and Jacob, there was about a half dozen ladies ranging in age from their teens to about 50. All the faces seemed concerned about me. I gave them all a weak smile and coughed again. I also noticed that I wasn't the only one soaking wet from the pool so was the Titanic employee who had been beating on my back.

 

"Son, are you okay?" Anthony, that was the name on the name tag of the employee who saved me, asked.

 

"I think so." I said weakly.

 

"Boy, we thought you were a goner Josh!" Tim said fearfully as Jacob nodded his head in agreement.

 

Now that everyone knew I was okay the women went back to swimming and I was just left with Anthony, Tim, and Jacob. Anthony helped me up on my feet and once I was standing on my own power his concerned look turned into one of... well he looked almost mad, definitely irritated. I was sure he wasn't happy that he was now just as wet as I was and I was right, he wasn't happy about being all wet. He proceeded to give us a lecture focusing most of his attention on me though. He also told us that he would now have to wait until someone could come up and replace him until he could go and change. There was another reason he was upset as well. Remember I said that the pool was a 1st class area only. Well, being 2nd class passengers, we were definitely not allowed in that area.

 

The three of us apologized for causing trouble. That it was a mistake and that it would never happen again. We then got out of there as quickly as we could to keep from getting into further trouble.

 

I am not sure how long we ran but when we noticed that we were now back in a second class area of the ship, we slowed to a walk. You know what, after all what happened I totally forgot what the circumstances were that had led up to finding the pool in the first place, that was until those two dummies reminded me.

 

"Josh, were sorry!" Both Tim and Jacob said simultaneously.

 

I just looked at them with a confused look, trying to figure out what the hell they were talking about. I wasn't sure but just maybe I lost some brain cells when I almost drowned, the ones containing the memory of whatever these two bozo's were talking about. The more I thought about it the more that things began to come back to me. I suddenly remembered what led up to my wet plunge and almost drowning.

 

"You two are both asses!" I cussed loudly.

 

But before I could take off again both Tim and Jacob grabbed me, effectively stopping my getaway.

 

"Come on Josh, were sorry! We didn't mean to upset you." Jacob apologized.

 

"It was just that you couldn't see the look on your face as you peed your diaper." Tim added in explanation.

 

I quickly looked around me to make sure no one was near enough to hear what Tim just said. "Can you say that any louder Tim! I don't think the people on the other end of the ship quite heard you!" I growled angrily.

 

"You moron! He is right; can't you be a little quieter?" Jacob elbowed Tim in the gut. From the looks of it, it was quite hard.

 

Tim wasn't expecting that at all and let out an "oomph" sound. He bent over in pain as he tried to get his breath back. Amazingly, through it all, he never once let go of me!

 

Actually to be honest the look on Tim's face was quite comical and I couldn't help myself but to laugh as I temporarily forgot I was supposed to be angry. I was also slightly concerned that Tim and Jacob might start fighting again but instead of Tim getting even, he started to laugh as well and Jacob soon followed suit.

 

It didn't escape me at all, of the irony of me laughing at Tim's facial expression and how earlier he and Jacob had been laughing at my own. Realizing this, my anger dissolved and I decided at that point that I would try harder at being more patient with my friends. Even when it looks like they might be laughing at me. I knew that these two would never make fun of me or purposefully make me feel uncomfortable.

 

"Okay, I accept your apology." I told them both as our laughter died down. "I just have one request though?" I asked the both of them.

 

"What is that?" Tim asked before Jacob could reply.

 

"Can we please go back to the cabin, so I can change? I am freezing to death." I said as I shivered a little.

 

Jacob was the one who answered first this time. "Were sorry Josh, we completely forgot how wet you are."

 

"We need to find your mom as well so she can change your diaper." Tim added.

 

I nodded my head but added, "let's just do it now please, before I freeze to death." I pleaded as I once again shivered.

 

With that said we headed back towards our cabin, well the cabin Tim and I were staying in that is. Neither of us said a word, as if by doing so that it might rob more heat from my body. Luckily the cabin wasn't too far and when we opened the door, there stood my mother as if she had been expecting me to show up. I later discovered she had just come back to do up her make-up for lunch and yes wait for me. Wow I hadn't even knew it was that late.

 

"Josh where have you been..." Mom started to say when she saw us come into the cabin, but stopped when she noticed how wet I was. "Josh! What happened to you?" Mom asked worriedly.

 

"Mom you wouldn't believe me if I told you." I answered her.

 

I could see that Mom was not satisfied with the answer I gave her. "Josh, you are absolutely soaked!"

 

"Mrs. Clemens, Josh fell into the pool..." Tim started to tell my mom who looked like she was going to interrupt Tim but for the grace of God didn't. "...he is freezing and needs to get out of his wet things. I promise we will explain."

 

At that Mom nodded into agreement and quickly had me out of my wet clothes so that I was in nothing but my diaper and rubber pants. It seems the rubber pants managed to keep the salt water from my diaper and luckily kept in the salty water I had let loose in it right before I fell into the pool. In fact it turned out that I had done more than pee my diaper but at some point while drowning, is my only guess, I had pooped in my diaper as well.

 

As both Jacob and Tim watched fascinated, Mom expertly changed me. She first, using a basin of water, cleaned all the poop off my butt. She then cleaned the rest of my diaper area really good and once she had me clean she took a towel and rubbed my wet body dry. She had me sit on our bed in the large warm towel as she got a new set of diapers out for me and clean dry clothes.

 

As Mom was setting up my clean clothes she glanced over at Jacob. "It is nice to see you again Jacob."

 

"Thank you ma'am." Jacob politely said.

 

Mom's attention was quickly turned back on me as she got me re-diapered, which never occurred to me to protest against. I am not sure why Mom put another diaper on me. Maybe it was because I pooped it and she thought I needed it. Well... Who knows.

 

Once she had me clad in my clean diaper and rubber pants, Mom helped me getting dressed. Most people would have felt real silly and embarrassed about getting diapered and dressed like a 2 year old in front of their friends. Who knows, maybe a day or two ago, I would have. For some reason though, I felt oddly comfortable in front of Tim and Jacob. Tim of course has seen similar scenes with me already and Jacob... well I just feel more comfortable with him than anyone.

 

Once my shoes were tied, Mom gathered up all the stuff including my dirty diapers and put them away for the time being. "I will wash those out when we get done eating lunch." Mom mumbled and I knew she was talking more to herself than to any of us.

 

With me all taken care of, Mom looked over at Jacob and started to ask, "Jacob would you like to join us for..." Mom stopped what she was saying as she got a good look at him. "Oh Jacob, you absolutely soaked yourself!" Mom announced as she noticed the state of Jacobs pants.

 

Jacob, who had just that day, washed out the clothes he was wearing in a bathroom sink, looked down at his pants in disgust! "Damn! I just cleaned these pants this morning!" He then looked up at my mom and quickly apologized. "I am sorry for cussing." He then looked back down to hide the fact that it looked like he was trying his best not to cry.

 

Mom walked over to Jacob and hugged him. "Oh baby, don't you worry, it is okay." Mom soothed. "Tell you what why don't you run and find your mom and have her help you get cleaned up and then let her know that we have invited you to lunch with us. We have an extra seat at our table this afternoon." Mom offered to Jacob.

 

I knew right away why we had an extra seat; Mr. Green would once again not be joining us at the table. Then it hit me what exactly Mom just said, as I missed the first part somehow. I looked at Tim and shared a knowing look with him before looking at Jacob with obvious worry on my face. Mom still thought Jacob was traveling with his parents, booked as Steerage. I knew that somehow we had to find a way to satisfy Mom but also keep the fact away from her, that he was actually alone and a stowaway.

 

"Ah... ma'am, my parents are actually busy this evening with some friends they made here on the ship. I was going to be eating lunch by myself anyway so I would love to join you guys. But I understand if you don't want me there like this." At this Jacob pointed out his clothes. "My mom hasn't washed my clothes yet and I had to wash these myself just to have something clean to wear." He pointed out to my mom.

 

"Oh, you poor boy. If your mother is too busy, I will be more than happy to clean your clothes for you." Mom offered.

 

"Thank you so much for offering ma'am but my mom will get them, besides..." at this Jacob held his head down in shame. "...I have problems holding my pee and poop." He then looked back up at my mom with a tear running down his cheek. "I really would hate it if you got all my yucky stuff on you."

 

"Oh hogwash! I wash Josh's wet and poopy diapers..." With that said my embarrassment finally found its way back to me, as my face started to turn red. "...so I am use to it. You just bring me your dirty clothes after lunch and I will take care of them." And before Jacob could reject the offer again, Mom stopped him with, "And I won't take no for an answer!"

 

"Well... I guess if you insist. I really do appreciate it and I know my mother will too." Jacob thanked my mom humbly. "Well, I guess I will see you back here after Lunch." He then got up and started towards the door.

 

Just as Jacob was turning the handle I happen to notice Tim's eyes light up. "Wait Jacob!" Tim hollered out in excitement.

 

I watched Tim go over to one of the two wardrobes in the room. It was the one that Tim and his dad, Uncle Josh shared. He quickly opened it up and found what he was looking for. As he turned around I noticed that what Tim had in his hand was a very expensive new looking dark suit, which included a crisp white button down shirt.

"My dad bought me this in England while we were there. It is still too big for me. Dad bought it for me to grow into, it might be big enough to fit Jacob." Tim guessed.

 

"Tim, can I please look at it real quick?" Mom asked.

 

Tim brought the suit over to Mom who looked it over and even held out each article of the suit. Did I say it was a nice suit, well if I did it was an understatement! That suit was just one step from those fancy tuxes that the First Class Men passengers wear. I could see it in Jacob's eyes that he too thought the suit was grand. I guess that is why he said what he did.

 

"Tim, I really appreciate you offering me to wear your suit, but your dad would kill me if I had an accident in it and ruined it." Jacob mumbled with a slight case of embarrassment.

 

Mom looked at Jacob. "Well I think the shirt and pants will fit good enough and as for keeping the suit from getting ruined I have an idea for that." Mom then looked over at Tim. "Thank you so much Timmy." And Tim cringed at hearing my mom was again calling him Timmy. "Can you please do me a favor and run and tell your dad and my husband that we will be a little late?"

 

"I will see you two when you get to the table." Tim said then took off towards the dining room.

 

Once Tim was gone Mom then asked me to show Jacob where the showers were at so that he could get cleaned off. She informed us that she would wait for us in the cabin until we were done. She did ask for us to hurry though.

 

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While I waited for Jacob to finish his shower, I stood and watched him clean his naked body in full enjoyment. He was about done when a thought started nagging me. I had remembered that Jacob just got a bunch of new clothes bought for him just yesterday, including a new expensive suit. What was really nagging me was, how could they all be dirty already.

 

"Jacob..." He looked over at me as he started to rinse off the soap. "...I am curious, what happened to all the new clothes Mrs. Brown bought for you?" I asked him.

Jacob stood still for a moment then sighed. "Well I was so afraid I was going to ruining my new suit that I stopped at a bathroom and took it off. I then put it in the bag with the other clothes and put on the clothes that I just took off." Jacob stopped talking and I waited for him to continue.

 

When he never started talking again I got a little worried. "Jacob, are you okay?"

 

Jacob nodded his head and again looked like he might begin crying. "Josh, I don't know what I was thinking! Once I was dressed, I forgot all about the bag with my new clothes in them. I walked out of the bathroom and didn't remember about my clothes until I got all the way back to my hiding spot." Jacob let out a sob and I could see that he was now crying. "Josh, I ran all the way back there but they were gone!"

 

I went into the showers and pulled Jacob to me so that he was no longer under the water and tightly hugged his nude wet body. Yes I got a little wet but it was nothing like I was after falling into the pool.

 

"It is going to be okay." I asserted. "Maybe someone found your clothes and took them to the lost and found?" I suggested. "After lunch, we can go there and check and see if anyone turned them in, before going and grabbing your other things for my mom to wash." I suggested.

 

Jacob seemed to perk up a little at that suggestion and my heart fluttered when he smiled at me and said, "Thanks Josh, you have been a good friend to me." He then kissed me passionately on my lips and even slipped his tongue in to my mouth.

 

As we pulled apart I couldn't help giggle a little. I think I felt so high on life at that moment; I could have floated all the way to New York and never touch water. I then nudge Jacob back under the water.

 

"Hurry up and finish before my mom comes down here and skins us alive." I joked and flashed him my best smile.

 

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When we got back to the cabin I saw that Mom had arranged another stack of diapers. "Jacob, can you please put your dirty clothes over with Josh's dirty stuff?" Mom pointed to where she was talking about. When Jacob complied mom then nodded at him. "Please remove the towel and lay your butt down right here." Mom then patted the diapers.

 

Jacob did as he was told and quietly planted his butt onto the stack of diapers. Mom then quickly pinned the three cloth diapers on him, making sure they were tight. She then pulled a pair of my rubber pants over the diaper.

 

"Okay, here..." Mom handed Jacob the suit pants and white button down shirt from Tim's expensive suit. "...put this on and we will go."

 

It didn't take long for him to get dressed and shortly after we were heading to the dining room to join everyone else.

 

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Lunch was very good and I enjoyed seeing Jacob so happy as he seemed to be enjoying the food even more than I did. Of course Dad had at first been concerned about me falling into the pool. I had to repeatedly assure him that I would never do anything as stupid as that again. I guess Dad didn't get that it was an accident. I mean who in their right brain would fall into a pool on purpose when they can't swim. I decided to just agree with him and not argue as I knew all it would accomplish was Dad giving me a whipping. Nothing else happened worth mentioning at lunch until right before we left.

 

A waiter approached our table. "Is there a Mrs. Clemens here?" The waiter asked.

 

"I am over here." Mom acknowledged and raised her hand.

 

The waiter then walked over to Mom and handed her a piece of paper. "Mrs. Clemens, Madam Brown wishes you to have this and asks for you to read it now." And with that he turned around and left.

 

I think the whole table got quiet as they waited for Mom to read the note the waiter handed her. When she was done, we expected her to let us know what Mrs. Brown had to say. I mean she was a rich and powerful woman. Finally when Mom went back to finishing her desert Dad could not stand it any longer.

 

"Honey, what did she write you?" Dad asked Mom.

 

"Oh nothing important, she just wanted to invite me later this afternoon to tea." Mom informed Dad.

 

"Well if it is for tea then why did she want you to read it right away?" Dad questioned.

 

"Well you know us women." Mom came back and then smiled at Dad.

 

That was all that was said about the note. We all finished our desert and after that the men excused themselves. My sister went to play with her friend and the rest of the Greens left. Us three boys were about to leave as well but Mom stopped us. Mom then read us the note.

 

It turned out that the reason that Mrs. Brown wanted Mom to read the note right away, was because it contained a message for me to tell Jacob. The message was to tell Jacob that she would like to see him as soon as possible. Jacob had turned crimson red from embarrassment when Mom told him the reason why was his diapers were ready for him.

 

Mom was understandably interested in why Mrs. Brown would get diapers for Jacob but seem to buy his excuse which was that she offered to do him and his parents a favor. I was starting to get a little uncomfortable because I was afraid that if we stayed there much longer, that Mom would figure out the truth.

 

"Mom, can we please go now?" I asked

 

"Well okay but..." She then looked at Jacob. "...please don't forget to bring me your dirty clothes right away."

 

"Okay Mom, we will be right back with them when were done with Mrs. Brown." I answered for Jacob.

 

Then the three of us took off for the section of the ship that Mrs. Brown said she would meet us at. As promised, we didn't take long with Mrs. Brown at all. She had several bags that I am guessing a porter brought down for her. It turned out that all the bags contained new diapers and rubber pants for Jacob.

 

Even though he was embarrassed, Jacob thanked Molly, which is what Mrs. Brown demanded us to call her. One thing surprised us though. We found out that one of the bags was the one from yesterday with Jacob's new clothes in it. It turned out that when someone turned it in to lost and found the worker there found the store receipt and noticed that the charges went to Molly's room. He then sent a porter with the bag of clothes to her. Jacob apologized profusely to her and explained what had happened. He then once again thanked her before we left. Both Tim and I helped Jacob carry the stuff back to his hiding spot.

 

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"Okay I got them." Jacob announced as he brought out a bag once filled with diapers and now filled with his dirty clothes.

 

"Jacob, wait a minute!" I exclaimed loudly. "I think you should grab 3 of your diapers and some pins..."

 

I stopped, then real quick, pulled down the front of my rubber pants to count the number of pins Mom used and then tripled the number. I then told Jacob that he should bring that many pins. I explained to him that this way Mom can put him in a set of his own diapers. I could tell from the smell that Jacob had used the ones Mom had put on him already. I also told him he should grab a clean set of his clothes so he can put those on after my mom changes him. This way he can give Tim his suit back before his dad notices it is missing.

 

So Jacob stuffed all the stuff I suggested in a bag and we all took off for the cabin to drop off all the stuff and see if Mom could change Jacob.

 

Mom was happy that we were back so quickly and had no problem with changing Jacob into a clean diaper. She did question him of where he got the clean clothes but accepted his answer when he said Molly bought them for him, which wasn't a lie.

 

Both Tim and I waited patiently while my mom thoroughly cleaned Jacob's diaper area. It turned out that in the short time he was in the diaper, he managed to soak it as well. I think he was a little embarrassed when he was told he had pooped, I guess he hadn't known. Still he was impressed with my mother's efficiency and soon found himself clad in three of his new clean diapers and a pair of rubber pants. He then put on the clothes, socks, and shoes. While this was going on Tim had put away his suit. I also couldn't help noticing all the attention Tim was giving watching Mom clean and diaper Jacob. I knew right away what he was thinking and if it wasn't for his dad I would have suggested that Mom put him in a diaper as well.

 

We were about to take off until Mom called out to me. "Josh, please come over here. I want to check your diaper."

 

"Moooooom, I swear I am okay." I knew my diaper was a little wet as I had peed in it a couple times but I knew that it could handle a lot more pee then I have done in it so far.

 

"I mean it Josh, get your little butt over here!" Mom demanded.

 

Not wanting to get into any trouble I complied as mom checked both the front of my diaper and embarrassingly the back of it as well. As soon as she decided that I was okay for now, the three of us took off to play. As we were leaving though she let Jacob know that she would have his things done later today.

 

Not knowing for sure what to do Tim, who was still excited with the whole diaper change that Jacob had just gone through, made a request.

 

"Jacob, can I ask you a big favor?" And I could see the question that Tim wanted to ask in his eyes.

 

"Sure, anything for you Tim" Jacob answered.

 

"I was wondering if we could go back to your hiding spot. I a... well..." I could see the frustration in Tim's eyes so I decided to help him.

 

"He wants to know if he can use some of your diapers." I explained to Jacob. "But it is not a good idea."

 

And as if I hadn't said the last part, Jacob, who was in front of us, turned and smiled at Tim. "Tim, I will tell you what, you can have a set of my diapers and pair of rubber pants." And I saw Tim's eyes light up when Jacob made the offer.

 

"Where would you put them so your Dad won't find them, I questioned Tim." I was worried about him as I knew that he once again was not thinking things through.

 

"Don't worry; I know exactly where to put them." He answered quickly. "My Dad won't go through my suitcase so I can hide the diapers there and he won't even know about it" He answered gleefully.

 

"But Tim if you use them, how are you going to clean them?" I asked knowing that this was a serious question.

 

I was really trying my best to dissuade Tim from wearing any of Jacob's diapers. My biggest problem though was that Jacob wasn't helping me at all. I know that I was the one to let him know what Tim wanted but I was really hoping that reality would sink in to Tim. But no Jacob instead finds a way around my protest.

 

"Hey Tim, I will put them on you and then when you want out of them I will take them off you. If you use them and still want some of your own, I will give you a clean set to take back with you." Jacob smiled as he made this offer to Tim.

 

I glared at Jacob; I wanted him to know that I was not happy with him at that moment. I just knew that this was going to end badly. Don't ask me why, maybe it was some sort of instinct. Then again maybe it was another prediction of the future. It didn't matter though how much I protested about it; neither of them would listen to me. I just wished I had tried harder.

 

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The three of us had been playing not far from Jacob's hiding place for a while. Tim did go ahead and allowed Jacob to diaper him. At least he did get some enjoyment out of the process. I know I will never quite understand why he likes diapers so much but in a way, I know how it feels to like something that someone else would find strange. I didn't know how to explain back then my feelings that I had for Jacob but I did know that it wasn't something that was normal. So seeing Tim so happy, in a way made me feel good even though I was still nervous about the whole thing.

 

It turned out that Jacob was pretty good at diapering and soon had three thick diapers pinned on Tim. He even slid the rubber pants on him, making sure all the material was inside the pants. That was one thing that I had never notice my own mother doing but now thinking about it, I knew she had done it too. There was one thing that happened before Jacob diapered Tim. As soon as Tim had sat his naked butt onto the stack of diapers, his boy toy went stiff as a board! What really excited me was what happened next. Jacob reached down and grabbed ahold of Tim's small stiff member. My own boy toy grew stiff in my diaper as I watched Jacob masturbate Tim to climax. I watched in amazement as a squirt of that white stuff shot out of his boy toy, into the air and fell back onto his stomach. Through the whole thing I could see Tim fully enjoying what was happening and as he got closer to climax his breathing got more and more rapid. Right before he shot his load he moaned loudly. What was disappointing was that after the deed was done, Tim never said a word about it and even though I wanted to ask Tim about it, neither I nor Jacob never did.

 

As soon as Tim was fully diapered he squatted a little and grunted, there was no mistake what he was doing right then. He smiled a little as he filled the rear of his diaper and I was pretty sure by the way he was feeling the front of his rubber pants that he was also wetting himself as well. What got me even more, once Tim was done, he plopped himself right down on the floor. I was pretty sure that he just smashed all the poop he deposited inside the diaper all over his butt. What was even more amazing, was the huge smile on his face as he sighed in contentment.

 

Ignoring me completely Tim decided to not put his pants back on once Jacob had him cladded in a diaper. So he was only wearing his shirt, the wet and soiled diaper, his socks and shoes, and that was all. Like I said, I tried to get him to put on his pants but he refused and said he didn't care if anyone saw him dressed that way. Now if it had just been a stranger who had saw the diaper on Tim, things would have been different!

 

For the next couple hours we played together, letting our imaginations run wild. Jacob and I were bad guys and Tim was the good guy who had to hunt us down and capture us. We were actually really getting into the game of pretend. Some might say we were too old for pretend games, but we didn't care.

I am not sure how long we had been playing when who of all people entered the room? If you guessed Uncle Josh, you would be right. It turned out that he had been looking for us all over the place and amazingly happened to stumble on us. Yes it is hard to believe, a ship the size of Titanic, with a million different hiding spots and the one spot we were at, Tim's dad finds.

 

At first when Uncle Josh found us he was real happy but I saw the moment when the smile on his face was replaced with a look of anger the moment he saw his son running around in nothing but sock, shoes, a shirt and a diaper. The fear I was having about Tim's dad finding out was unfortunately justified. I never did learn why Tim's dad came looking for us to begin with.

 

Uncle Josh never said a word as he reached out and grabbed an unsuspecting Tim, who hadn't even seen his dad yet. Boy when he grabbed him though, Tim's eyes grew huge as they filled with fear when he saw it was his Dad's hand on his wrist.

 

"Dad I am sorry!" Tim cried out followed by tears.

 

I watched as Uncle Josh turned around and started to drag Tim out of the room. As he passed Tim's pants which were lying on the floor, he reached down and picked them up before once again heading out of the room. Not knowing for sure what to do, I started to follow them but before I got too far, Uncle Josh turned and looked at me.

 

"Josh you stay and play with your friend. I am afraid that Tim and I need some alone time."

 

At that I watched as they left, Tim hollering and crying the whole way out. I wouldn't realize until later that Uncle Josh never took the time to let Tim put his pants back on and that he was going to be paraded in front of everyone, in a well-used diaper.

 

I know how bad this next thing is going to sound but still, I got what I was wanting. I got the much needed alone time with Jacob and soon all of my troubling thoughts of Tim would be forgotten for a short period of time!


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Warning!!!

This chapter contains mature and sexual content!

 

Chapter 20: Another Wet Night of Nightmares

 

Finally, Jacob and I were alone together and what do you know? I go completely silent as my mind tried to compile the words that I so desperately wanted to say. Not being able to get my mouth to cooperate, I simply sat there across from Jacob, praying that sooner or later, either I would find my words or God would strike me dead!

 

Jacob finally broke the silence between the two of us with, "So... what should we do now?"

 

Still having difficulty forming any words, I shrugged my shoulders and continued sitting there like a vegetable. For the next few minutes, the silence between us became deafening. Which is why I was so relieved when Jacob eventually asked something that my brain would finally allow me to comment on.

 

"What do you think is going to happen to Tim?"

 

"Oh God! I just wished Tim had listened to me! I can't explain it, but I saw this happening." After the drought of fresh flowing words, I now found them gushing from my mouth.

 

"Maybe I shouldn't have allowed him to wear them after all." Jacob sighed.

 

"Well no, you shouldn't have but what it comes down to was, that it was his decision. It was a very stupid decision, but it was his to make." I tried to explain to Jacob. "To finish answering your earlier question, I think Tim is about to get the beating of his life."

 

"Ouch! That sounds like it is going to be painful. Do you want to go check up on him? We can always get back together later." Jacob offered.

 

"Nah, you heard his Dad. It doesn't sound like he wants me around Tim right now. I just hope I don't get in trouble." I mumbled in response.

 

"Why would you get into trouble? You didn't do anything wrong. In fact you tried your best to get Tim to listen to you." He reminded me.

 

Several seconds went by and I became afraid that we were about to return to the previous uncomfortable silence. "Damn it! Come on, you can do this." I thought to myself. I then sent up a silent quick prayer to God, begging him for the help that I needed with my words. I guess that was what I needed, as finally I found more of them pass my lips and be spoken out loud.

 

"Jacob?" I started to say.

 

"Yeah," he answered.

 

"You know how we kiss and all?" I asked. "I just wanted to let you know how much I like it."

 

Jacob smiled at me and that smile made the tips of my toes wiggle in delight. "I liked it too!" Jacob announced as he scooted his diapered clad butt closer to me and leaned in to press his lips to mine.

 

I watched his eyes close as our lips touched. I too closed my eyes and parted my lips to allow his tongue into my mouth. I am not sure how long that kiss lasted; what I can say was how disappointed I was when he eventually pulled away. With my tongue freed, I found myself wanting to tell Jacob about the dream I'd had of him last night. I explained everything in great detail but I didn't stop there. I went on to tell him about my other fantasies of me being with him. When I told him about the one I had while blowing Jasper, he giggled. At first I thought he was laughing at me but when he told me he was laughing about the thought of having a whale size penis, I laughed too.

 

Not really wanting to disrupt the mood but knowing now that I could not hide any part of me from Jacob, I shared with him about my nightmares. We ended up talking for a while about what my repeating nightmare might mean. He had all kinds of thoughts and assured me that it was just something to do with my subconscious mind and that it didn't mean the ship was going to sink. He then reminded me of what the Captain had said. "Titanic is unsinkable!"

 

I am not sure when the talking stopped and the kissing began once more. This time though things got even steamer when I felt Jacob start tugging at my clothes as we still had our lips pressed tightly together and tongues intertwined like two tentacles. Suddenly I knew where this was going and I wanted it just as much as he did at that moment. So without saying anything I broke our kiss. Jacob actually moaned his displeasure at losing my lips which I found cute and also intoxicating. However, I didn't make him wait long for the return on my lips as I quickly removed my clothes. Jacob got the idea and even faster than me, shed his clothes as well. I stripped right down, removing everything including my rubber pants. I was now in nothing but a very wet set of diapers.

 

As I was trying to remove the pins from my diaper, Jacob had managed to remove his own. Now fully naked he reached over and helped me by expertly removing each of my diaper pins. Boy those diapers were soaked and to be honest I didn't remember even once wetting in them since lunch! However, it was obvious that I had.

 

Now that we were both fully naked Jacob grabbed a pitcher of water and poured some into a basin. Then using a rag, he wet it and began to wash the pee from my diaper area. When he was done with me, he quickly did the same to himself. If my eyes had not been so busy soaking up his body, I would have insisted on washing him myself.

 

I am not sure when we found our way to Jacob's bed (by the way he had actually found a bed mattress.); I just know that we did. We had started kissing again as soon as he was done washing himself and we didn't allow our lips to separate until we found ourselves lying in each other's arms upon his bed. From this point, things got really interesting!

 

Jacob reached his hand down and took hold of my penis. As soon as I felt his touch, my little guy, which by this point was already semi-awake, sprang to full attention. I guess Jacob was happy that he got such a swift response because as he was looking into my eyes, a large grin spread across his face.

 

He then leaned over and whispered in my ear. "Would you like me to suck your wiener for you?"

 

Oh boy did I! With wide, hopeful eyes, I nodded my head emphatically! "Yes! Yes! Yes!" I said in excitement.

 

When he pulled back I saw that he was grinning even wider and giggled at my enthused response. Then still fondling me with his hand he kissed me gently on my lips. He then moved down a little and kissed my neck just above my Adams Apple. Moving down further, he first sucked on my right nipple and nibbled a little on it, which made me gasp and my penis to jump in his hand. When he did the same with my left nipple he got the same response from me. It hurt but only a little and soon the pain gave way to something I just can't explain even today. I knew right then, that I didn't want him to stop. When I placed a hand to the back of his head, he took this as a sign and began to really worship my nipples with reverent devotion. My moans told him that what he was doing to me, was exactly what he intended.

 

I knew he was trying to recreate my dream in his own way and I was absolutely enjoying every second of it; so there was no way that I was going to stop him. Excitement was building in me and the way I was feeling, I was about to blast off to the moon. To keep me firmly on the bed I instinctively grabbed ahold of the covers and held on for dear life!

 

I guess no longer having my hand on his head; he had taken this as a message. I felt him abandon my now wet and hard nipples and as he slowly moved down my stomach, kissing several spots as he moved lower and lower. When he reached my belly button I at first was sickened by the thought of possible dirt, lint, or grime in it as Jacob probed it with his tongue. All ideas of grossness quickly left me as I felt a ticklish feeling caused by Jacob's probing.

 

As much as I loved the feelings I was having, I now wanted that beautiful mouth of his sucking in my boy toy. All this time, he had been continually rubbing me gently between the legs with his hand.

 

"Jacob! I am ready! Please suck me!" I begged and moaned loudly.

 

Without any more hesitation, Jacob moved down lower, right between my legs and sucked into his mouth, my small tight sack where my tiny precious jewels resided. If I moaned loudly before, then I moaned really loudly now. Then he finally moved his mouth right above my stiff member and paused a moment. It wasn't long at all, only long enough for me to feel his hot breath just before he engulfed me. Without even expecting myself to do it, my back arched and left the bed! I swear the only thing that kept me from floating away was the fact that I was still grabbing the bedding with my fist.

 

He sucked me with such a force that I found myself screaming his name out! Begging him to please never stop! The feelings I was experiencing were ones that I have never felt before. It was a thousand times better than masturbating myself and a million times better than any dream. Then this powerful ticklish feeling started to grow inside of my penis followed by a powerful urge to pee. Then something deep inside, erupted in me and I started to feel my rod spasm inside of Jacob's mouth. I could tell though, unlike Tim, nothing came out of my penis.

 

As I came down from my powerful orgasm, Jacob continued to suck on my soft boy toy. I am not sure why he continued to suck me as I already had my dry orgasm but he did. And as he did it began to tickle as my penis became ultra-sensitive and despite my writhing under him, he would not stop. I watched as he spread my legs further apart and got in between them while all along still sucking my wiener. I then felt a hand in between my butt cheeks. As the hand slipped between them, a finger gently hovered over my pink rose bud. He then applied pressure to my hole and soon his finger started to slip inside of me.

 

Now to tell you the truth, his fingers entry into me hurt like hell and my first instinct was to pull away from him. But then I experienced something else as I felt his finger brush something inside of me. It was my prostate of course, but back then I had no idea what a prostate was, let alone heard of one. Anyway when Jacob's finger came in contact with it, my body screamed out in pleasure! Instantly my limp noodle got harder than it had ever yet been.

 

So here I was now, getting blown and finger fucked at the same time by the boy who I now knew I loved. Now the finger fucking still hurt, but the pleasure it was giving, greatly outweighed any pain that it caused. Once again I found myself on my way to another great orgasm. Dry yes, but still great!

 

As my breathing increased so did the tingling feeling deep in my boy toy! This time the feeling was even better and I knew it was because of whatever Jacob was rubbing on inside of my bottom. This time when my stiff member convulsed, it did so repeatedly and strongly! Once my penis softened again, sadly he let it loose from his warm mouth and then pulled out his finger that I had actually forgotten for those few seconds, was still inside my bottom.

 

"OH MY FUCKING GOD! THAT WAS AWSOME!!!" I shouted.

 

"I am glad you enjoyed it." Jacob laughed.

 

"My turn to do you." I grinned. But before I could start to return the favor, he stopped me.

 

"Hang on; I want to try something else." He explained. "You remember how you said that you wanted me inside you? Well would you like me to do it now?"

 

At the way he had just made me feel, I was prepared and ready to try anything that he suggested. I loved him and loved the closeness that was between us right this moment. I felt we were destined to be together and didn't want to ever be separated again from Jacob. I even found myself thinking about ways that I could maybe get my parents to adopt Jacob. I guess first though I would have to tell the truth and let them both know that Jacob was an orphan.

 

"So gorgeous, are you planning on answering my question anytime soon?" He grinned and then kissed me on my nose.

 

I smiled up to him and nodded my head, I guess I had been in thought longer than I had realized. That of course got another laugh from him. "I do, I really do want you inside of me!" I said, finally answering his question.

 

Jacob, who was still between my legs, slid a hand under each knee and folded both of them up towards my chest, effectively spreading my bottom wide open for easier entry. Thinking that he was going to now stick his stiff member into me, I was shocked but thrilled when he instead bent down low between my legs and started to probe the insides of my bottom with his tongue. I found my mind thinking, that if sucking and probing my belly button was gross, then doing it to my poop chute was extremely gross. The thing is I loved the feeling so much I dismissed the thought the second it entered my brain.

 

Let me see if I can explain the feeling I was having right at that moment. Well... um... I guess I really can't put it in words. It just felt incredibly awesome!

 

As I was being tongue fucked my flaccid boy toy stiffened once more and amazingly was now ready for round three! Since Josh's attention was now down further, I knew that I would have to take care of it this time, myself. Maybe it was because it was my hand versus Jacob's warm inviting mouth, or maybe it was just because after two times already the little guy was just tuckered out. Whatever the reason was it took much longer this time for me to orgasm.

 

At some point Jacob must have noticed what I was doing because as I climaxed for the third time that day in less than an hour, he pulled his tongue out of me, as if right on cue. As Jacob sat up between my legs I noticed that his little joy rod was still stiff as ever. I happily watched as he spit into his hand and proceeded to rub the spit on his stiffy.

 

Now that both my bum hole and his rod were both well lubricated, he repositioned me so that my butt was more opened and easier for him to enter. Then slowly I felt him push his boy toy inside of me. Like his finger earlier, it too hurt but it was quickly overshadowed by the extreme pleasure my body suddenly had vibrating through it.

 

"Are you doing okay?" Jacob asked when he was finally all the way inside of me.

 

"I am doing great!" I panted my answer out in excitement.

 

At first I could tell that Jacob was trying to be gentle and not hurt me as he slowly started to fuck me. As his own excitement increased though, he seemed to forget that he wanted to be gentle with me for my first time. He was now quickening his pace as he rammed himself in and out my small tight hole. The increased speed only amplified the fantastic feelings that were rushing through my body wave after wave!

 

For the fourth time my penis stood proud and tall and wanting to take care of it, I reached out and started to grab it. Before I could even touch myself though, -Jacob swatted my hand away.

 

Through heavy breathing and panting he said, "don't, I want it to stay hard so you can do me afterward!"

 

Understanding what he wanted I ignored my little guys pleading to be played with. Boy that was one of the hardest things I had to do, as the more excited Jacob became, the more excited I became. Of course that also meant that my boy toy was screaming inside my head more and more for attention.

 

As the thrusting action inside of me and the moans quickened and intensified. I knew that Jacob would soon be climaxing. Both his and my own moaning seemed to merge, just as we had done when he entered me and become one. When he finally came, it was as if an explosion went off inside both of us.

 

He screamed out, "OH HOLY SHIT, THAT WAS THE BEST FUCK I HAVE EVER HAD!

 

I felt his penis convulse several times inside of me, but just like me, I could tell that it was a dry orgasm. As I felt him come down from his sexual high, I thought about what he just said. It really made sense; he seemed so much more experienced than I was. I had already gotten the feeling that I wasn't his first, just from him sucking me. I guess living in an orphanage with lots of boys, some older and bigger than him, he probably gained a lot of experience.

 

Now over his orgasm, I could feel him start to soften inside of me. I smiled up at him as I watch the remembrance of what we just done, replay on his face. He sighed in contentment as he pulled himself out of me with a sucking pop sound. It was as if my bottom did not want to let go of his boy toy and I agreed with it. As soon as he was out of me, I found myself wishing that he would return himself inside of me, as I found myself missing the fullness feeling that he gave my insides. Then once again lying down next to me, we again feel the magnetic need to put our lips to each other's and kiss.

 

As much as I loved kissing Jacob, my still hard as a rock boy toy, was demanding attention right now! So with one final quick peck on his lips, I moved down between his legs. I know I was supposed to be getting ready to fuck Jacob, but I couldn't resist as I sucked his soft noodle into my mouth. Like magic, it grew stiff again not more than a second after I sucked it into my mouth. You know, it didn't even pass my mind, which only moments before, that same penis I was now sucking, was inside my butt hole.

 

As I sucked Jacob's beautiful little boy toy, I let my hands explore his gorgeous body. His nipples were hard and I felt a guilty pleasure when I pinched them. He was definitely skinny and looked like he didn't get to many filling meals as his ribs felt as if they were trying to burst through his skin. His pelvis area including his boy toy was completely smooth and hairless like my own. I did notice that his sack that held his pride and joy, was different than mine. Where mine was a small and tight single pouch, Jacob's looked more like a double pouch. His sack was still small and tight but because unlike me, his balls dropped, it appeared that he had a separate pouch for each. In fact now thinking about it, other than Tim having hair on his slightly larger penis, both his and Jacob's pouches looked a lot alike.

 

As I said, I was using my hands to explore Jacob's body while sucking his boy toy with such suction force; I don't think he could have pulled away from me if he had wanted to. All too soon, I brought him to climax, as he moaned loudly. I continued to suck his rod as it continued to spasm inside my mouth. Even though I wasn't able to taste him because he didn't shoot the white stuff like Jasper and Tim do, I still found his penis sweet tasting.

 

"Now..." I thought to myself. "...it is time to take care of my boy toy!"

 

Sure enough I was even harder now than before I went down of Jacob. I didn't have to move Jacob's legs wider like he did with me. Instead he did it himself. He even positioned his butt so that I could have easier access to his little boy hole. At first I wasn't going to tongue fuck him like he did with me as I couldn't help thinking he pooped out of his butt. Then I remembered that I just got done sucking him off after he had been in my own poop chute.

 

"Well, if I can do the one, I should be able to do the other." I quietly told myself.

 

I guess it was loud enough for Jacob to hear though. "What's that?" He asked.

 

Embarrassed, I quickly answered, "oh it's nothing."

 

Before he could ask any other questions I proceeded to clean out his pucker with my tongue. It didn't bother me that it had a slight smell of poop to it. In fact I could not believe how much enjoyment this was giving me as I shoved my tongue into Jacob further and further.

 

Because I don't want to gross you out I will refrain from going into further detail about that. Just know that I loved doing it, like everything else we had done so far.

 

Once I was sure he was plenty lubed up in there, I decided instead of me spitting on my own boy toy; that I wanted to get some more pleasure. I moved up closer to Jacob face, sitting my naked butt on his chest. My stiff rod was hovering over his mouth. He of course got the hint and started to suck me, making sure it was nice and wet.

 

Boy I really hated pulling out of his warm wet mouth but I was definitely looking forward to entering his bum hole with my boy toy. Like he did, I slowly pushed my rod inside of Jacob's poop chute. Once I was fully in, I started to pump myself. Again, we were once again moaning in unison. I also noticed that as I shoved forward into Jacob, he would at the same time, shove his butt towards me. Unlike with me, my boy toy slipped inside of Jacob much easier. Even though he was a little looser than I was, the action of slipping inside of him still caused ripples of enjoyment rush through my body! Way too fast and sooner than I had wanted to, my penis started to spasm. I swear on a stack of bibles, that fourth time beat all the others before it! As soon as my orgasm was over with, I collapsed on top of him.

 

I am not sure how long our hot sweaty bodies laid there, with me still on top of Jacob, panting for air as we each recovered from our sexual highs. When I finally did move off of him, my penis, which was still inside of him, popped out of his bum hole. We then both laid next to each other as we got our breaths back and were breathing normally again.

 

"Uh, maybe I should put a diaper on before I have an accident." Jacob whispered in my ear.

 

"Please stop that tickles." I laughed as I rubbed and itched my ear he just whispered into.

 

I think he loves to torture me as he then lightly blew into my ear, causing it to once again tickle. He laughed as I scratched my ear again, vigorously. He then again repeated himself.

 

"I really should put a diaper on before I have an accident."

 

This time I picked up on the subtle clues of what I was sure he was trying to hint at. "Do you want me to help you with that?" I asked him. I was not surprise one bit when I saw him smile and nod his head yes.

 

It turns out that Jacob is great at putting cloth diapers on other people, but has trouble when it comes to putting one on himself. His diapers he took off earlier were soaking wet so I located three more clean diapers and stacked them just as my mom did. I then did my best job yet when it comes to diapering that is. I took my time diapering him, making sure I had it on him nice and tight.

 

With him now diapered I started thinking about getting my own on as well. I am not sure why I felt so vulnerable without them, but maybe it was because I was finding myself with a real need for them due to my uncontrollable wetting. As I started to locate my own diapers, I remembered how wet and heavy with pee they were. I was afraid that even with his great diapering skills, that even Jacob would not be able to re-diaper me well enough, to make it appear that they were never removed.

 

Jacob surprised me though, not only was he able to pin those wet diapers on me tightly he was able to do it in such a way that it appeared to look like Mom's work. After scrutinizing the job and finding it more than satisfactory, I thanked Jacob by once again kissing him on his perfect lips.

 

Before I knew it, clad in nothing but our diapers and rubber pants, we were once again lying down and kissing each other. Boy Jacob was a great kisser, once again I thought about how much more experienced Jacob was than me.

 

Breaking our kiss was one of the hardest things I had to do but I really wanted to ask Jacob something. "Jacob, could I ask you a personal question?"

 

Jacob smiled at me so wide, that even his eyes smiled. "Sure Josh, you can ask me anything."

 

I took a breath and returned his smile with a quick one of my own. As I let my breath out I asked my question that I had been thinking about. "I was wondering if you would be willing to tell me where you learned all of this stuff that we just did."

 

"Well Josh, as you know I lived in an orphanage. Some of the people there were really mean and some of them were nice. Then there were those that would be nice if you allowed them to do certain things. So a man there at the home was the one who taught me all of this stuff. He was real nice to me as long as I let him do things to me and honestly, I didn't mind doing the things with him that he wanted to do. I wouldn't say I loved him or anything, but I did like him. I guess it was mostly due to the fact that it was the most positive attention I had received from anyone since entering the orphanage. Of course he wasn't the only one there who liked little boys, there were other employees and of course the older boys who weren't always too nice to me. I was raped several times by the older boys and even a couple of the employees. The thing is that I would have given it freely if they had asked. I had developed a need for the closeness that came with sex, and even though I liked doing it with other people, I was never in love. The closest I was in love I guess, was with my best friend Thomas, he was the 11 year old I ran away with." At this Jacob sighed and I knew he missed his friend very much. Jacob paused only a second before continuing his story. "He and I had sex several times while at the orphanage. After we ran away we used that sexual intimacy to give each other support but until tonight with you, I didn't know true love. I am sure by the way Thomas talked to me and acted that he was in love with me but I only wanted to be his friend." At this Jacob averted his eyes from mine and I was sure I saw embarrassment in them just before he looked away from me. He then mumbled, "The very first time I saw you Josh..." At this he looked back into my eyes. "...I fell deeply and irrevocably in love with you!"

 

Nothing was said between us for a minute or so as I processed what he just told me. I guess I was taking too long to respond as I saw worry creep into his eyes. Fearing that if I didn't respond now to his testament of love, that I would lose him forever, I hugged him to me.

 

"Jacob, to be honest, the only people I knew I loved before tonight, was my family. I want you to know that I love someone else now as well." At that I pointed a finger at him and smiled. "The love I feel for my family is different though than the way I love you. I don't know how to explain my love for you; I just know that I love you more than anything in the world. It would kill me to see you suffer or cry as you are doing now." I said this as I noticed tears flowing down his cheeks.

 

He then looked back into my eyes and still with those silent tears falling from his own, he then hugged and kissed me. "Josh, you don't know how happy I am to hear that, I swear to God, that I love you too!" and once again we tightly embrace in a hug.

 

After that we talked a little about ourselves, particularly our lives. It was during this talking that I heard the ship whistle signifying that it was diner time.

 

"OH SHIT! OH SHIT! OH SHIT!" I exclaimed loudly. "Mom is going to be so upset. I was supposed to be back 15 minutes ago!" Once again I was going to be late for a meal time.

 

At this I jump out of the bed and start throwing my clothes on. As I was getting dressed, Jacob got dressed as well. Just like with getting undressed, Jacob beat me getting re-dressed. Because he was already ready he helped me by putting my sock and shoe on my right foot while I did the left. Once I was dressed we both took off for my cabin. Jacob came so that not only could he get his things, but also he wanted to apologize to my mom and take the blame by claiming it was his fault that I was back late.

 

As I figured, when we entered the cabin Mom was there waiting for me, and she was not looking very happy. It turned out that everyone else was of course at dinner already. Both Jacob and I apologized and tried to explain. I guess it must have worked as Mom's anger had shed and now what was left was concern.

 

"Josh, please in the future be here on time. I get so worried about you." She then turned to Jacob. "Thank you for being such a good friend to my son. Would you like to join us for dinner this evening?"

 

Jacob didn't even hesitate, "yes please!"

 

Mom smiled and started for the door than as if she were remembering something she had forgotten she stopped and hesitated for a moment. She then turned and looked at me. Reaching out she grabbed my shoulders and pulled me closer to her. At first I thought she was going to hug me, but it turned out not to be the case. Without even saying anything to me, she stuck her two middle fingers inside the front of my diaper and quickly pulled them out when she discovered how wet my diaper was.

 

"Josh, my poor baby! You are absolutely soaked!" Mom announced. "You need to come and see Mommy when you are this wet!" Mom instructed me.

 

And just like that dinner for us was delayed even longer so that Mom could change my wet diapers. Without asking me or waiting for me to object, Mom once again re-diapered me. I was starting to be afraid of the way things were going, that I might end up getting stuck in diapers from now on. I mean here I was wetting without even realizing it. If this kept up I may lose all daytime control. I am not even sure why I was no longer objecting to all of this. I was of course trying to make myself believe that it was due to trying not to make Mom mad at me again. Even though I want to believe that, I am pretty sure that it is not the case after all. In fact a part of me believes that just maybe, I am starting to be like Tim, maybe I am really enjoying my diapers after all.

 

One thing I was glad about was that Mom never discovered or figured out that I took my diaper off, well actually I didn't take it off, Jacob did. I am not sure what Mom would have done if she had discovered that I had removed my diaper. Then thinking about it, that would have been nothing compared to her finding out the reason why I removed it.

 

Now diapered in a clean set of cloth diapers, Mom helped me back in to my clothes. Dressed and ready to go now I was expecting to leave but Mom shocked me and of course Jacob, when she called him over to her. He tried to tell her that he had already been changed but Mom would hear none of that.

 

"I am sure your mother would rather you be checked and changed regularly, rather than you sitting in wet or messy diapers." Mom announced not even seeming to notice that Jacob told her he had already been changed.

 

After checking both the front and the rear of Jacob's diaper she made a tsk tsk noise to herself. It turned out that Jacob had managed to thoroughly wet himself in the short time since I had diapered him. But it wasn't the wetness of Jacob's diapers that surprised me. It turned out the reason Mom was checking diapers was not because she was just making sure we weren't wet, but because she had noticed the smell of poop in the air. Besides soaking his diaper, Jacob had also at some point pooped in his diaper and I hadn't even noticed it and I guess neither did he. I did remember how his poop hole smelled so much like poop and realized it must have been because he had to go. I guess I was too much of a sexual distraction, as he ended up going in his diaper without even noticing.

 

So once again dinner was delayed while Mom changed Jacob. Because Jacob pooped, it took Mom longer to change him than it did with me. Jacob was worried at first as he did not having any clean diapers for her to change him in to. Mom though just told him that she would put him in a set of mine and that tomorrow after she washes the diapers that if he needs to, that she can return his diapers to him for mine. Mom made sure to wash every speck of urine and poop from Jacob's diaper area. Once she had him washed and dried, she decided to use the Johnson and Johnson baby powder on him as it appeared that he was starting to develop a diaper rash. As Mom spread the powder over his butt and groin, Jacob's boy toy sprang to life. Amazingly Mom was not bothered by this one bit; she just went on as if nothing changed. I would have loved to have given Jacob the relief he so desperately wanted by the look I saw in his eyes, but of course we both knew that it would have to wait until another time.

 

Once Jacob was cleaned, powdered, diapered, and had his pants back on along with his socks and shoes; we finally made our way towards the dining room. Now I had thought it was shocking when Mom called Jacob over than changed his diaper, but that was nothing compared to what I was about to discover. I was about to learn part of the punishment that was handed down on Tim and I am pretty sure that Tim would agree with me, a spanking would have been so much better! Of course I wouldn't know until the next day that Tim had gotten that spanking as well. What his father chose as a punishment instead, I found so appalling, that I couldn't believe Uncle Josh would do so a thing! What was worse was that no one was doing anything about it, including my own parents! So the idea of shocking, would for me, be forever completely redefined.

 

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I hadn't even made it to the table yet when I saw Tim. I mean it wasn't hard to spot him at our table at all considering his attire, or I should say the lack of. What do I mean by this? Well let's just simply say that he wasn't wearing a shirt or coat or at least something to cover his bare chest at all. From where I was, I could see that Tim was freezing as his body shivered violently. At this point I hadn't fully realized what I was looking at until I took my seat next to him, that is when I noticed he wasn't wearing any pants either. What he was wearing blew me away. Tim was sitting there in his seat in the middle of the 2nd class dining room, wearing nothing but just the diapers and rubber pants that Jacob had put on him. Well I will take that back, he was also wearing black socks and his good shoes. I found this extremely perplexing. Considering everything, what did it matter if Tim wore socks and shoes at all, let alone his good ones? Looking at Tim, I felt the need to scream at all of those adults sitting at the table who were allowing this to happen. As much as I wanted to though, I knew what would happen if I did and furthermore it would only bring more attention towards Tim and further humiliate him. Besides I really didn't know what to say.

 

As I looked into his face I could tell that he had been crying and was currently trying to fight back tears. I truly felt Tim's humiliation, maybe it is because I was sitting there in a diaper as well. Of course my diaper was at least covered by my clothing but it wouldn't take a genius to take one look at me and see that I had a diaper on under my clothes. Still I knew how much more horrified I would be in Tim's shoes right now. I tried to show him I was still his friend by giving him a smile.

 

"Hey Tim, I hope you are okay?" I asked him quietly.

 

Before Tim could respond or I could say anything else to him, my dad stopped me. "Josh, Tim is in trouble! Part of his punishment is to sit here quietly and not say a word to anyone. So please do me a favor and not talk to him!"

 

I was utterly shocked; not only does my friend have to sit here like he is, but I couldn't even show him my support of friendship? Then little Jeremy Green said something, that made me want to jump over our table and wring his neck!

 

"Yeah leave the little poopy pants baby alone!" Jeremy giggled and announced loud enough that several tables around us looked our way. This of course made Jeremy laugh even more. I looked at his Mom and even though it looked as if she disapproved of what her son said, she did nothing to stop him as he laughed and made fun of Tim some more.

 

I wish I could say that the rest of dinner went okay but I would be lying if I said so. Every waiter who passed our table snickered at Tim's attire. Other passengers also made their own comments as they passed. Some were understandably shocked at the scene before them. Most others just found it hilarious and made wisecracks at Tim's expense. And then there were our actual table companions. Now I am not saying they were making fun of Tim or anything, but there was constant talk about him. Then as I already stated, Jeremy was like a wind-up toy that somehow got endlessly wound up! From the moment I got to the table to the moment I left, that boy was constantly making fun of Tim. Poor Tim had to sit there through it all, not able to respond in anyway. The worst part of it all, the part that tore my heart out, every time some mean comment was made, Tim broke down into tears.

 

Not being able to handle watching Tim cry, I found myself as well crying for him. As I sat there I found myself becoming angry with the way people were treating Tim, including Jeremy. I swore to myself that somehow I would find a way to get even with them all including Jeremy. I tried to draw strength from Jacob through our eye contact, but it just wasn't enough. No longer able to sit there and watch Tim be tortured in such an inhumane way, I begged my mother if I could be excused from the table early. When Mom agreed over my father's objections I got up and fled the dining room. I didn't know that Jacob too excused himself, until he was calling out for me.

 

"Hey Josh, hold up!"

 

At that I waited for my lover to catch up to me and once he had I threw myself into his arms and cried! "Why Jacob, why?" I asked while still crying into Jacob's shirt.

 

"I wish I knew Josh!" Jacob said while trying to comfort me.

 

Several minutes went by as we both stood there holding each other tightly in the hallway while I wept into his shoulder. Finally when my tears ran dry I told Jacob that I needed to go back to the cabin. I was hoping that Tim would sooner or later be coming back there and I hoped that I might get a moment to talk to him then. Jacob understood and told me that we could get together the following day. He then walked me to my door and then right there in the hallway he leaned in and kissed me.

As he pulled away from our kiss Jacob then quietly said, "I love you Josh." With that he turned and started to walk away.

 

Before he could get to far though, I called out, "I love you too Jacob!" Then with a smile, I walked inside our cabin to wait for Tim.

 

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I must have fallen asleep and I had to have been really out because I don't remember hearing anybody return to the room. What woke me up in fact was a chilly feeling around my groin. As I yawned and tried to focus my eyes I saw that Mom had been in the middle of changing my diaper. She currently was wiping my groin clean with a wet cloth, which was causing the chilly feeling I awoke to.

 

"Mom, how long have I been asleep?" I asked groggily.

 

"Well, you left the table a couple hours ago." Mom answered while pulling the new diapers up between my legs and covered my boy toy.

 

Still worried about Tim I looked around the room for him but it was just me and Mom. I guess Mom knew what I was thinking or more precisely, who I was thinking about. She made a hrumpf sound from her throat and had a very upset mom look on her face.

 

"I am sorry Josh that you had to witness that!" Mom said angrily. "That man should know better to do that to a poor defenseless child."

 

I felt like I was about to cry again. "Mommy, why is he doing this to Tim?" I sobbed.

 

"Well honey, he thinks he is making Timmy a better person." Mom explained and then added angrily, "Even if he is totally wrong."

 

"Mommy, I hope Tim doesn't think badly of me since I left dinner early? I just couldn't stand watching him be hurt like that!" I tried to explain.

 

"Don't worry baby, I am sure he understood."

 

"Mommy, where is Tim now." I asked while trying to wipe the tears from my eyes.

 

"Well baby, his dad is punishing him and for the rest of the day he has to follow his dad wherever he goes just dressed in the diaper." Mom then used a dry cloth to wipe away the tears from my eyes. "We may not agree with the way Timmy's dad is punishing him, but he is his daddy and we have respect that." Mom explained

 

I sniffled and nodded my head. I wasn't really agreeing with what Mom said to me. I was just trying to show her I understood. I then looked at her and asked, "Will it be over with tomorrow?" I asked.

 

"I am not sure baby, I hope so!"

 

I started pleading with her that she would put an end to it one way or another by morning. Mom just shushed and stroked my hair until I was calmed down.

 

Not feeling up to going out, I ended up spending the rest of the evening in the cabin. Mom and I lied down together in our bed where she then read to me out loud from The Emerald City of Oz. One of the things that Mom had done right before we left on our trip was to buy the newest Wizard of Oz story by L. Frank Baum. Yes it had been for a couple years but I had yet had a chance to read it, as Mom and Dad have not been able to afford to buy it. Mom knew how much I loved the Wizard of Oz and had managed to borrow the previous books from a friend of hers. She had read the first four books to Jane and I. She bought me the fifth book in the series for Christmas last year and is one of the few books I owned. I tried reading it myself but in the end begged Mom to read it to me. Jane sort of likes the Wizard of Oz series but wasn't into it as much as I was. Now I could have read this newest book myself but I wasn't going to say no when Mom offered to read it to me. Besides I wasn't the greatest reader and Mom, for being a girl, does a pretty good job giving each character a unique voice. Soon I was lost in the story.

 

I am not sure how long she had been reading to me. What I do know was that we had finished two chapters and were almost through the third one. I knew it must be getting late when Jane showed up. Before she entered the room I had been lying with Mom in our bed but when she came in and interrupted our story, I started to worry. For the last few days I had been able to sleep with Mom and now with Jane sleeping with us in the cabin tonight, I was afraid I would be made to sleep with Tim again. Now don't get me wrong, I have no problem sleeping with Tim but right now, at least until we got off this god forsaken ship, I really wanted to sleep with Mom. I needed to sleep with her; otherwise I would no longer have her protection when I slept.

 

"Josh, get out of my bed please. I am real tired." Jane demanded through a yawn and then proceeded to get ready for bed.

 

"Jane sweetie, don't be so rude to your brother." Mom reprimanded her. "As for the sleeping arrangements there have been some changes. Your brother will be sleeping with me and tonight you will get a bed all to yourself. You will be sleeping in Timmy's bed."

 

Still worried about Tim I asked, "But Mom, where is Tim going to sleep?"

 

"Because Tim is still wearing the diapers from earlier and because his father won't at least let me put him in clean ones, the diapers he has on now are starting to leak. So, he is making Tim sleep on the floor tonight."

 

"But that's not fair!" I pointed out to Mom. "Plus the floor is wood and there is no carpet."

 

"Well honey, I think that is part of the point. Don't worry, Timmy will be okay." Mom comforted me.

 

Jane, now ready for bed looked at me and stuck out her tongue. I of course did what any other big brother would do; I stuck my tongue out at her as well. She then smiled sweetly at Mom.

 

With the interruption complete, Mom sadly put the book down as she got out of bed. To make it easier so she wouldn't have to crawl over me, I got out of bed first. Mom then checked the time and announced that it definitely was time for two young kids to go to bed. I tried to balk but Mom would hear none of it. As she was grabbing the diaper supplies, she also got my sleeping pills out and made me take them.

 

Even though my diaper really wasn't that wet, Mom went ahead and changed it anyways. She helped me get into my pajamas that she had washed at some point this afternoon. I also noticed by the stack of diapers that she had also found time to wash and dry all my diapers again that day while I was asleep. Once she had me in my night diaper, which she had used four diapers instead of three, and had my pajamas on, she sent me to bed.

 

"Mom, is Tim going to be here soon?" I asked.

 

"I am afraid not baby. Now I want you two to not fight and to go right straight to sleep. Do you hear me?!" Mom demanded to hear our answer.

 

"Yes Mom" Both Jane and I said at the same time.

 

I knew Mom was planning on leaving and as much as I wanted to scream out to her, I didn't want to sound like a baby in front of my sister. Plus I have to be honest with myself. I know I have been taking up a lot of Mom's attention lately and I am sure my dad isn't too happy about that. So I sucked it in, I knew Mom would be back and she would protect me from my nightmares! Without any protest I laid my head back on the pillow where I had planned to stay awake until she returned. Unfortunately my eyes and brain chose not to obey my command to stay awake. Damn those pills!

 

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I hear music, very well played music. I am not sure where it is coming from. I do know that the room I am in is the first class dining room as I remembered it from our very first night on Titanic. The music that I hear is beautiful dance music but so far there is no one dancing. In fact there is no one at all in the dining room.

 

"Where is everyone?" I ask myself.

 

Then I feel a tapping on my shoulder and when I turn around to see who it is, my eyes light up and a smile appears on my face. For standing in front of me was my lover, Jacob. We kiss each other deeply and even swap tongues a few times.

 

Then as we break for air Jacob asks, "Josh would you do me the honor of joining me with this dance."

 

Of course I am more than happy to dance with Jacob. One thing I did not find strange at all was that both Jacob and I wore nothing at all except our diapers and rubber pants, black dress shoes, and a bowtie. I am not sure if that dream was influenced at all by the way Tim was attired today, or not. I just know that was the way we were dressed and we were not bothered by it in the slightest bit.

 

As we danced, I remembered our afternoon together and how great it felt to do those things with Jacob. You know, now thinking about it, I did not know how to dance back then. For some reason though, in my dream both Jacob and I were great dancers. We danced to our hearts content. We didn't stop dancing until the music stopped.

 

When the music didn't start up again, I got curious as to why not. I knew the band wasn't anywhere in the dining room so I figured they must be outside on the balcony. So I told Jacob I would be right back and went outside to check it out. Instead of finding myself on the balcony I was now somewhere on the top deck with hundreds of people screaming and pushing by me.

 

"OH NO NOT AGAIN!" I cry out and break down into tears.

 

With tears streaming down my eyes, I was determined this time to find my parents and to somehow ride out this horrible nightmare. But of course, that doesn't happen.

 

Panicking I start to tug on peoples coats as they passed me buy. When those who took a moment to figure what I wanted looked at me, I begged, cried, and pleaded with them to help me find my mommy and daddy.

 

Unfortunately I got pretty much the same response from those who even bothered to respond. Just let me tell you it wasn't very nice. It is awful at how quickly people can turn into rude animals that could care less about a small child looking for his mommy and daddy.

 

"Mommy and Daddy, I don't want to die alone!" I scream out, though my scream is lost in the throng of others. I didn't even realize that in my nightmare, I had already accepted the fact that I would die and I just didn't want to do so alone.

 

The ship is starting to groan loudly and I knew from my earlier nightmares that it meant that the bow of the ship was sinking under water and the stern of the ship was now lifting up in the air from that same water. The lights flickered and then went out completely and that is when I let out a bloodcurdling scream!

 

After that things started happening quickly. As I notice all the others head for the stern, I too run that way, still screaming for my mommy and daddy all the way. When I get to the stern, this time instead of looking for anyone who I might recognize, I decided to see if I can spot my so called savior.

 

As I am staring at the hundreds of faces all around me I don't see my savior anywhere. Then I remembered, I have never seen his face. Through all of this I have been trying to fight back my fear. The trouble was, my fear was winning. Soon I gave into it completely as I totally lost it. I couldn't help it, I was just a little kid and I wanted my Mommy right then. I cried and screamed for her. I carried on my growing tantrum and feeling even more like a baby, I soak and soil my diaper that was already drooping between my legs. At least I was in my pajamas and not in just a diaper like before in the dining room; though the heavy diaper did feel like it was pulling down my pajamas with it.

 

As I am trying to wipe away my endless tears, someone grabbed me from behind and I screamed in fear. When I looked down and noticed the arm that wrapped itself around me. I noticed the scar and the pipe in the stranger's hand. Then like many times before, we jump off the side of the ship. As I fell towards the water I remembered what happened when I fell in the pool. I am now more sure than ever that I am going to die! I tried to break myself from this strangers grip as I scream. But then I can no longer scream because when we hit the freezing cold water and went under, all the air was squeezed from my lungs. Yet my mind continued to scream, and scream, and scream!

 

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