Date: Mon, 24 May 2021 16:14:32 +0200 From: Wet BE Subject: Wet vacation in austria - Chapter 1 - Arrival Chapter 1 - Arrival Vacationing in Austria with the parents has to be just about the worst thing that can happen to a fourteen-year-old boy. At least, that's what I thought anyway when we finally arrived at the hotel. All old people! Terrible. What am I supposed to do here for fourteen days? Dad and Mom went to sign in while I sheepishly stayed near them. The hotel I knew well. This was, if I remember correctly, the tenth time we had been here. Ten years, always vacationing in the same location. C'mon! However, during registration, there appeared to be a problem. They had not provided a room for three people. Solutions: add an extra bed or a separate room for me. Of course I wanted a separate room. At least that would make the nights much more bearable. I looked somewhat sheepishly at my father and conspiratorially at the hotelier. To the extent that that is possible, of course. And voila, settled, I got my own place. The prospect of two weeks in Austria suddenly seem less awful already. My parents follow me to my room. It's on the top floor, at the far end of the building. Perfect. As if Mom or Dad are going to visit here again. I assure my parents that I can survive in this room, of sure, and head off to get my luggage after wishing them good night. After all, it's already midnight. Once I've brought all the luggage upstairs, I close the door. Wonderful, my own place! I put all my clothes in my closet and then throw myself on the bed. But strange, the bed feels so peculiar? Under the sheets there is something else. I lift the sheets and see some kind of tarpaulin lying there. I immediately realize that this is meant to protect the mattress from wetting the bed. Suddenly I hear a key in the keyhole. The door opens and Rudy, the hotelier's son, enters. I know him from past years. He is a shy but handsome boy of about 16. "Was machts du auf meine zimmer?", he asks. "Hum, I sleep here. Your father gave me this room?" "What, he didn't say anything about that. Damn, so then I have to sleep in the basement. How long are you staying?" Rudy asks. "Fourteen days," I say. "And do you use the room for fourteen days or do your parents just need a private night?" he grins mischievously. "Fourteen days was the intention though." Then his eye falls on the sheet on the bed. He sees that it's been knocked aside and the piss tarp is still on it. His head turns bright red and after a quick apology he runs away. "Well, that's obvious", I think to myself. How can a sixteen-year-old still piss in his bed? A disease? Strange though that I sleep in Rudy's room, which he clearly is using, but I haven't seen any clothes. Since this is not normal, I look around again. You had the door to the bathroom and another second door. Let's see what can be seen there. Behind the door is a small room with a small lounge, a TV (yay!) and another closet. I open this closet and yes, here are all of Rudy's clothes. Underwear, pants, T-Shirts, Shorts, Diapers, Shoes. Hmm... Wait a minute; diapers? I pick up a diaper to take a closer look at it. The creak, the material, everything about the diaper actually excites me. What would it be like to have to walk around in a diaper? To pee when you feel like it, while people are watching you. I start to get a hard-on and push on my crotch for a moment. I could go to sleep with a diaper on. The very idea makes me wild. I quickly undress, grab the diaper and realize I don't know how to put them on. Let's see, four closures, front or back? From the back of course. You have to close at the front. I lay the diaper out on the floor and lay me over it. I fold the front over my private parts. My cock's a bit in the way, but I push it into the diaper. Now for the closures. First the legs. That works. Now the top. There, apparently not so difficult after all. I stand up and admire the result. A real baby! The diaper feels thick and comfortable between my legs. If only I could pee. Unfortunately, I have nothing in me. I decide to drink a few glasses. Big glasses. To reduce the risk of detection, I decide to put on some shorts. I often use my blue Umbro Licra shorts to sleep. I put on the shorts and am amazed by the fact that you don't see much of the diaper. The shorts are loose enough not to emphasize the outline of the diaper. Even along the back you don't see much of it. While this certainly does feel thick. I lie down in bed and try to sleep. But that doesn't really work. My cock keeps stiffening and I feel too excited. I put my hand behind the diaper and start jacking off. Within no time I cum like not many times before. I shoot load after load into my diaper. And it feels great. In the morning I wake up. After ejaculation, I must have fallen asleep quickly because I don't remember anything after. I put my hand under the sheets to feel my diaper. Oh disaster, everything is wet! I slap the sheets away and see that the diaper is half open. I probably broke the clasp after jerking off. And the glasses of water obviously didn't stay in me either. As I look at everything again, to take in the damage, what I see turns me on again. Wet sheets, my wet shorts and a wet diaper. The diaper still feels nice. I grab my cock through the outside of the diaper and start jacking off again. Less than a minute later I cum again and this cum joins the rest of the diaper's contents. Cooled down I am now confronted with my problem. The shorts I can wash and let dry, the diaper I can get rid of. The sheets are more difficult to solve. The cleaning lady will surely come by and see what happened. I can put these sheets in the closet, but then I have to find other sheets. Fortunately, the mattress is not wet thanks to the protector. I see that it is 6 o'clock. Possibly no one is awake yet. I take off my diaper and shorts and put on another pair of shorts. Then I start looking for sheets. Somewhere they have to keep a stock of this. After going through all the floors, only the basement remains. I've never been down there before. I carefully open the door to the basement and walk downstairs. The second closet offers the answer to my problem. Stacks of sheets. I quickly grab a set and walk upstairs. Arriving in my room, I remove the wet sheets and slap open the new set. Silly me, these are sheets for a double bed! I quickly run back downstairs. When I arrive I look in the closet to see if I can find sheets for a single bed. I'm starting to panic. As I check the bottom shelves I suddenly hear a noise past me. I turn around and see Rudy, in the dark, standing in front of me. "What are you doing here?" he asks. I feel caught, but quickly think that he can help me. He's pissing in his bed too, right? "I saw your piss bed yesterday and found your diapers", I quickly tell him, "and I did want to know how it feels to have a diaper on so I slept in one. When I woke up I found that I pissed my bed. My parents are not supposed to know about this. Can you help me? Aren't you going to tell them anything?" Rudy looks at me and thinks for a moment. "You pissed in the diaper?" he asks. "Yes, no, partially," I say confused. "I didn't have the diaper on properly and now the bed is wet too." "Ha, so you need sheets. Hold on I'll get them." Rudy goes to his room and comes back with new sheets. "Here," He says, "These are sheets for the bed. Go put them on and make sure they look slept on. Then bring the wet sheets and diapers to me." "Diaper," I say desperately; "I just wanted to try." I grab the sheets and hurry upstairs. Ten minutes later I'm back at his door, with the diaper and sheets in my hand. I knock on the door; Rudy lets me in and accepts the sheets and diaper. Now that he is standing in the light, I can see that he too is wearing a diaper. Pieces of the diaper are popping out above his sleep shorts. And you can see the bulge of the diaper pretty clearly. That diaper is certainly wet. Rudy sees that I have taken a good look at him and smiles. Then he grabs the diaper and looks inside. "You did do more than piss in your diaper it seems to me" Rudy looks at me. And as he does he brings the diaper to his mouth and licks it. "Yep, cum! Good cum!" he says. I am stunned. Then he reaches for his crotch and presses down on it fiercely. He lowers his shorts to show his diaper. As thick as it is! He grabs the diaper and starts pressing on it. I notice that I am slowly getting a stiff cock. And with my shorts on, it's obvious to him too. What's the matter with me? Rudy puts his sleeping shorts back on. Paying attention to every detail, I now see that they are green sponge shorts. Rudy closes his eyes and starts to push. I can tell by looking at him that he is pissing. Meanwhile, he pushes on his crotch. Dark green spots appear at the edge of his legs. My cock is now 110% stiff. Incomprehensible, but I am terribly excited. Then Rudy starts moving his hand up and down rapidly. Faster and faster until suddenly the movement becomes very jerky. He's cumming! And for that matter, so am I. A dark stain spreads at the top of my shorts. Getting off without being touched! I've never experienced this before. When my spasms have passed and Rudy can look straight again, we both start laughing. This could be a good vacation after all.