Finding a Mentor 4

From Chapter 3:

"It looks so cool. I can't wait to ride in it. This will be so much easier when we take my bike anywhere."

After Mom showed me all the goodies the truck had on it, we went back inside.

When we got inside, Mom took me to her room so she could check my diaper. She said I did a good job putting it on, and tonight she would show me the proper way to put on my diaper.

She told me that after school, she was planning on just having me take a shower and then get into the thick night diaper. Then I could do my homework and relax and not worry about stuff. I'm not sure I like that idea, but I will give it a try. What about the support group or if I join anything where we have meetings at night or stuff?

Just as we were getting to the kitchen, Mom's phone rang. I knew something was not right by the look on her face when she saw who was calling. As she was answering it, she told me to go to my room, and I can read up there or play Legos. She said she will call me down when dinner is ready. I got my book and pacifier and headed to my room. I can hear Mom start talking to the person on the phone. I heard her say, "I thought it was all over. He is supposed to be in prison and never bother us again, so why are you calling now?"

I got scared, and worried because the first thought I had was that they let my dad out of prison, and he was going to find us. I don't want him to hurt Brian or Me. He said if we ever told he would kill us. I don't want to die.

I took my Paci and started to suck on it to try to stay calm. I climbed into my bed and hid under the covers and started to cry. I could hear mom was upset downstairs and I was getting more and more scared. I started to shake as I was crying. I felt cold. I knew I should be hot because I was under all my blankets. It was getting hard to breathe, my chest felt heavy, like an elephant was sitting on it. That is all I remember before I passed out.

CHAPTER 4: Fear, Friends, and Love.

NOTE: This story is normally written from Max's POV. However, at times to fully explain the situation, I think it might be best to address and talk from someone else's POV. When I do this, I will state who it is, and when it's back to Max, I will state that. Thanks for all your support, comments, kudos, and emails. That is what keeps me going. I look forward to hearing from more of you soon.

(MOM, Stacy POV)

As I was about to start dinner, my cell phone rang. I saw it was the district attorney's office from Nebraska. I was shocked they would be calling because I thought we had put this behind us when my now Ex-husband took a plea agreement for 2 counts of 1st-degree child sexual assault and rape. One was because of what he did to Max and one for Brian. The state dropped the other 12 counts that they had charged him with as part of the agreement. He agreed to 20 years on each count, with 5 suspended so that means he will do 30 years. A no-contact order was put in place for both boys and our family. So, I don't understand why they would be calling, unless maybe he is dead.

"Hello, this is Stacy."

"Stacy, it's Martha with the State Attorney's Office. I am sorry to call you tonight, but I am working late and forgot to call earlier."

"I thought it was all over. He is supposed to be in prison and never bother us again, so why are you calling now?

"It's about your husband Jack and the plea agreement."

"He is my Ex-husband, and he can rot in hell as far as I am concerned."

"I am sorry, and I can understand how you feel. I hope Max is doing better. I talked to your sister a few hours ago and she is the one that suggested I try to call you in the evening, so we can talk."

"I will keep it short, he is trying to withdraw the plea, and then take it to trial, which means the boys would need to testify. He got a new lawyer. He tried to get several of the ones that support NAMBLA and such, but they would not touch his case when they heard how he hurt the boys and threatened them. They even said what he did was wrong, it was abusive and cruel. Funny when those that support men and boys having sex, claim what he did was wrong, abusive, and cruel, and he is trying to fight it. He did find a lawyer and he is claiming that the plea was forced because the public defender he was appointed told him if he did not take the plea, he would let him be convicted at trial for how he hurt his son and nephew. A hearing to address this claim and the petition to withdraw the plea is set for Friday. He was supposed to be sentenced last month, but that got delayed when he got a new lawyer. I sent you a letter, but I guess you did not get it."

"What do you want from us? This ordeal has hurt us a lot and hurt Max so much that he is emotionally more like a 3 or 4 yr old than a 10-year-old. He is wetting his pants so often that he is wearing diapers for school now. I want him to feel safe and not have to worry that someone might hurt him, and know that his monster of a father will never be able to hurt him again."

"I understand and I am doing all I can to protect you guys. The attorney was asking for your contact information claiming he needed to interview Max. I told him that was classified, and that if the court ordered it, we would notify you of when and where an interview would need to take place. I explained you had moved and were on the East Coast so you would need travel time. I figured if I told him East Coast that might keep him busy and looking the wrong way if he was passing any info on to his client. Karen suggested that you might want to change Max's email account. It seems your Ex knew and had access to both Max's and Brian's email, so it's possible that he could share that with someone else to try to track them down when they access it. She said she would talk to you about it after I called and talked to you."

"I did not know that. Max never said anything about that. I don't know how much he uses it but will make sure that it won't be used again. Please make sure that monster does not try to contact us and don't let him near us or Brian. He has hurt us enough. I don't know what would happen to Max if he had to go to court. Shoot, just the mention of his father by the therapist had him so upset and scared he wet his pants in the office. Because of that, Max is back in diapers for wetting full-time. They seem to help him feel safer and deal with the stress and anxiety this has put on him."

"I will do all I can to make sure he never hurts Max again. I told his lawyer that both boys had agreed to testify at trial about the abuse they suffered and the threat he made to kill them if they told anyone. This seemed to shock him a little, so I think that will help. My guess is he wants a better deal. If the plea is allowed to be withdrawn, I have a plan to get his attention. Because of the pictures he had on his computer and phone, I will charge him with multiple counts of production and possession of kiddie porn. Then tell him he can have the same plea offer, if he agrees to it within 48 hours, or else, we will want an extra 10 years for the production. I think that will take any wind out of his sails."

"Fine. As Karen and I both said before, we don't care what he is charged with as long as the monster never hurts us or the boys again. I need to get dinner going, and then talk to Karen. Let me know if anything changes. Thank you."

I hung up and sent a text to Karen and told her I would call her in a bit.

As I was about to go check on Max, there was a knock at the door.

I looked out the peephole and saw Matty and Dylan with a man, that I assume to be their father. So I open the door.

"Hello, I am Scott. Matty and Dylan asked if they could come see Max, and since we are neighbors I wanted to say HI as well."

"HI Scott, nice to meet you. Hi Boys, I am sure Max could use someone to talk to and play with before dinner, so please come in."

I let them in and suggested the boys go upstairs because Max was playing in his room.

"I thought the boys said they lived down the street a few houses," I asked Scott.

"They do. I am their Uncle. I live next door to you, in the yellow house. They spend time with me when their mom has to work late, and when we go fishing and do other things they would often miss out because their dad drives semi-truck from coast to coast. He loves them and does it so that they can live in a safe area and put money aside for the future and their education. He takes a few days or weekends off when he can when the weather is nice so he can spend special time with the boys."

"Oh, okay. That is great they have an Uncle that is willing to help them and spend time with them. Boys need a positive male role model. Sadly, Max does not have one anymore, and I guess has not had one for a while, now that I think about it."

"The way Matty talks about Max, it sounds as if they are best friends already and Dylan told me what Max said to him and how kind he was, so I think both boys like him a lot. Dylan looks up to him like a 2^nd brother I think. When we go fishing and camping Max is welcome to join us, I know the boys would love to have a friend with, so they can go play and not have to listen to my silly jokes and stories."

"Uncle Scott and Max's Mom, come quick, Max won't wake up and he is really white looking." Called Matty from the top of the stairs.

I raced up the stairs and Scott was right behind me. The boys had pulled Max's blanket back. He had his pacifier in his mouth and was sucking on it. When I removed it, he kept sucking and put his thumb in his mouth. Max stopped sucking his thumb when he was little. He did it a few times after that when he was really scared, but I had not seen it in at least 3-4 years. He was covered in sweat, cold to the touch, and white as a ghost.

"Did anything happen recently? He looks like he is in shock or maybe an anxiety attack."

"I got a phone call about his father. I guess he might have heard me a little on the phone. His father hurt him and his cousin a lot, and is one of the reasons we moved. Maxie, please wake up sweetie"

"Let's get him to the ER. It's only a few miles from here, and it will be faster than calling 911. My buddy is a paramedic, so I know they are good and fast, but It's faster in a case like this if we take him. I will drive. Boys you will be riding in your seats, but I need you to buckle yourself up. I think it will be best if Stacy holds Max up front while I drive."

Scott reached down and picked up Max and told me to grab my phone, purse, and keys, and let's go.

I grabbed my stuff as I got downstairs and then followed them out the door. I was glad I put the electronic door lock in, so it self-locks every time.

Scott has a Ford Expedition, and we all got in. The drive took maybe 3 minutes. I know I heard the tires squeal several times, but I could tell he was in full control of his SUV. We pulled to the ER, I got out and carried Max inside. A nurse saw us and came running. She motioned me over to the gurney and I put Max on it. She radioed and some other nurses came out and took Max. I was in tears as I saw my little boy wheeled out of sight.

I told her what I knew. Gave her my insurance info, and the name of his therapist in town. I explained his medical issues and his emotional issues and the abuse he was recovering from. As I was finishing this up, Scott and the boys walked in. The nurse saw Scott, smiled, and said HI to him by name. I was a bit shocked, does this mean he is accident prone or? He had the boys go sit down and wait. They found some toys and started playing with them.

A few minutes later a doctor came out and we talked. He told me that it appeared Max was in shock, and asked if he had any anxiety or PTSD issues. I gave a brief overview of the last year and the abuse his father did to him and the threat he made to him and Brian. I then said I got a call from the attorney and sent Max upstairs to play while I talked. I feared he might have heard part of it and thought his father was free or might try to find and hurt him.

The Doctor took notes and said he understood. He suggested I gently and calmly talk to him and if playing with his hair or such is calming to him, to do that for a few minutes. They gave him some meds that will help him be more calm, and stay calm. He noticed the diaper and I explained the drastic increase in daytime issues and the heavy night wetting. He stated they changed him into a dry diaper because he was soaked and a little messy, and figured it might have happened when the shock or anxiety set in. Often he sees kids and adults that have a major PTSD or anxiety attack with soiled pants because they have an accident. Especially those that were sexually abused as it seems to be a default defense mechanism to lower the risk of abuse.

I went in and sat next to my Maxie. I talked softly to him, played with his hair, and ticked his tummy a little. About 5 minutes later he started to stir. It took another 2-3 minutes but he woke up. He looked scared at first, and when he saw me he tried to hug me as he was crying. I held him and he slowly calmed down. He kept saying "I don't want to die, don't let him hurt or kill me." I knew this had to be related to his father and the call.

"Maxie, listen to me. You are safe. No one will get you. No one will hurt or kill you. Your father is still in prison and he can't hurt you. I love you and will do everything I can to protect and keep you safe. You are my little boy and I love you more than life."

"Where am I mommy? Where are my clothes?"

"You are at the hospital. Your friends came over to see you and when they went to your room you were in your bed in the fetal position and would not wake up. They got me and we brought you to the hospital. How do you feel?"

"They saw me like that. I bet they think I'm just a wimp and a baby now" Max said as he started to softly cry. He wanted friends so badly and was so insecure that they would dump him if he was not perfect.

"Max, I need you to calm down. They were worried about you. I doubt they think of you like that. They were worried about you and asked what was wrong and if you would be okay. Now once you calm down I will go find the doctor and see if you can come home tonight or if they want you to stay here overnight."

"I don't want to sleep here. I want to go home. I want Sharky, so I will be safe and not have those bad nightmares. Please Mommy" Max said as he was trying to calm down, but it was clear he was scared to sleep in the hospital.

It took a few minutes, but Max was calm, and I said I would be right back.

I found the doctor and we talked. He said that he was giving us an RX for Max to help with anxiety and PTSD. He suggested we talk about it with his therapist as he might have better suggestions, but he felt these meds would help him be calm, and not turn him into a zombie as some can do. He said it would take about 20 minutes to release him. He suggested that having his friends come say HI might help Max, and help calm the worried boys in the waiting room.

I went out and saw Scott and the boys. I told them Max was better and could go home soon. They all looked relieved. I asked if they wanted to come back and say HI. I told them Max was still a bit worried and scared, especially because he was in the hospital. They followed me back to the room Max was in.

"Max, you are Okay. I was so worried I lost my new best friend!" Matty said as he got beside Max and grabbed his hand. This made Max smile.

"Max, I was scared. You are my friend and I wish you were my brother too. You're so cool and nice. I am glad you are ok." Said Dylan, as he tried to climb up onto the bed. Scott saw this and figured he wanted to hug Max, as Dylan was a hugger. He picked him up and helped him so he could hug Max. He gave him a big hug and whispered in his ear, "You're my best friend, I love you". This made Max blush a little. Matty heard what his brother said and was a bit jealous. Once Dylan was down, he asked Scott to help him so he could hug Max too.

Matty gave Max a hug, and told him, "Max, you are my bestest friend. Don't leave me. I love you more than any other friend and like a brother. You're the best." Then he gave Max a peck on the cheek, which made both boys blush. It was not sexual but showed Max he had real friends and they loved him for who he was. It was a brotherly kiss. This helped him to relax more.

"Thanks guys. You are my best friends too. I hope Ben can be our good friend too. We can all do sleepovers and stuff, and not worry about our diapers. If I had brothers, I wish it was you guys."

I felt better, because I knew Max had real friends that will be there for him and that he can count on.

(MAX's POV)

I was happy because I trust Matty and Dylan will be my friends and not tell anyone about my secrets or judge me. I want to leave the hospital. The last time I was in a hospital they did all kinds of stuff to me, and had to get stuff from my butt and take pictures of me with no clothes on and stuff. I hated it. So did Brain because he was with me when we were taken to the hospital.

When the doctor said I could leave and gave a bunch of papers to mom I was happy. I started to get out of bed and realized all I had on was a diaper. I was embarrassed because my friends would see me in a diaper again and so would this strange man. He did not make me feel weird or scared of him. He seemed really nice and when Dylan hugged him I could tell he trusted him. I thought maybe it was his daddy.

"Mom I got a little problem, I don't have any clothes on. I can't go home like this."

"Max, you should have a clean diaper on, they said they changed you. I think your clothes are over there and I can get you dressed in a few minutes. How about you come and sit in that chair? You can put on your clothes if you want, or I can help you in a minute. Maybe Scott can help you, I bet he has helped Matty and Dylan many times. Besides, they have seen you in your diaper, so it's not a big deal. Even if you did not have clothes, you could still go home in just your diaper. I just would not take you in to get your prescription filled if you were in just a diaper. But the good news for you is that the Doctor says you should rest as much as possible tomorrow, so no school."

I moved so I could put my feet over the side of the bed. It was a long way down. I think Scott realized I was a little afraid to just jump down. He came over and picked me up and set me next to the chair. He had a big smile as he picked me up and when he touched me it sent tingles all over my body.

"There you go buddy, I could tell you were trying to figure out the best way to get down, so I just thought I would help you out, the same way I would my nephews. By the way, I am Scott or Uncle Scott, as Dylan and Matty call me."

"Thank you Mr. Scott," I said as I was trying to cover up my diaper and not blush too much.

"Don't worry about the diaper. I see and change diapers all the time. When Dylan and Matty are at my house, they both are in diapers so the bed and furniture stay dry. It's no big deal. Besides, I wore them until I was a teenager every night and a lot of the time on weekends. I understand about them. Mr. Scott sounds really formal. If your mom is ok with it, how about Uncle Scott or just Scott."

"I think Uncle Scott is fine. I don't think he should just call you Scott, that is a bit too informal, at least for now." My mom said as she was checking the paperwork with the nurse.

The diaper was not the little kid's diaper like I was wearing at school and when I got home. It was the bigger youth-type diaper. It was not as thick as the one I wore over the weekend but it was soft and comfy. It was lite blue in color, except where it was darker because I was a little wet.

I started to put on my clothes. My sweatpants had a wet spot on them, I guess my diaper had leaked. So I set them aside and put on my socks and waited to ask my mom what to do.

"Mom, my sweatpants got a wet spot. I guess the diaper leaked. Should I just put them on or what should I do?" I realized that maybe I should not have asked because if I did not put them on, I would be in just a shirt and diaper.

"Maxie, I think it is best if we just take them and wash them. You don't need to have them on. Your shirt hides most of your diaper. After all, I bet they see boys in diapers a lot around here." Then she grabbed them and asked the nurse for a plastic bag to put them in. A few minutes later I was put in a wheelchair and wheeled out of the hospital.

"Mommy, I am hungry," I said as I was being put into a white expedition, which I was guessing was Scotts. I was put in one of the booster seats, I found out later it was Matty's seat and he gave it up so I would be safer in it and he sat in the middle between me and Dylan.

"I know a good Mexican restaurant if you like Mexican food. They do really good street-style tacos, and burritos too." Scott said.

Before mom could say anything I said, "I love tacos and burritos. We went to the place by the medical store last week and it was the best Mexican food I ever had."

"Well, that is the same place I was thinking about. They are one of the few places in that shopping area open on Mondays besides the Medical supply store, and they have great food. I think Matty and Dylan like it better than Pizza." Both my friends said "Yep".

I forgot I had no pants on and was excited to go get some good food. We arrived and I did not realize anything until I walked in and that is when I realized I was in just a shirt, diapers, and socks. I started to panic. Matty saw my look and he came and gave me a side hug. He said, "I will stand behind you, that way no one can see your diaper butt. Don't worry."

I told my mom what I wanted as Dylan and Matty told their uncle what they wanted, then we went and got a booth. Dylan picked a table at first. But I pointed to my diaper and said "Let's find a booth, so people won't be staring at my diapered butt." Which caused Dylan and Matty to giggle.

Dinner was great and no one said anything about my diaper. I felt the need to pee while I was eating and then it just started to go, so I let it. After all, I am wearing a diaper so might as well just use it. I still had the orange hospital band on my wrist. Mom said she would cut it off when I got home.

The lady that brought our food, heard me ask Mom about the band. A few minutes later she came out with a pair of scissors and offered them to my mom. She said, "When my son goes to the hospital, he hates the band. So the first thing we do when we leave each time is take it off. He says it makes him feel like he is still sick or different when he has it on. As a mom, I am happy to help another boy out the same way I do my own."

"Thank you, that is most kind of you. It's been a rough several days for Max. When he was in the hospital the last time he kept tugging on it, trying to get it off. Thank you." Mom said.

"If the boys would like some flan, I just made some for my boys and I think we have enough to share. Once you guys eat your dinner I will send it out, if that is okay."

"Thank you very much Maria, I am sure the boys would love some flan, once they finish their dinner. Please thank your boys for sharing with us." Scott said.

We finished eating, and then I saw 2 boys come out carrying some bowls. They looked to be about my size, so I guessed they were between 5 and 7.

"Hi Dylan. My mom said you guys wanted to try her special flan. It's our favorite. I hope you like it as much as we do. This is my little brother Pepe, he is 6." Said one of the 2 slender boys. It was clear they were of Hispanic descent. They had darker skin and dark hair, but were slender, with big eyes, and a nice smile. They were cute little boys.

"Hi Miguel. I did not know this was your mom's place. The food is great. It's my favorite place to eat in town. It's even better than Pizza! I can't wait to try it. I never had flan before. What is it?"

"It's a Mexican pudding I guess. It's very creamy and tastes like vanilla and caramel. I bet you will love it."

"Cool, thanks. This is my big brother, Matty, he is 9 and in 4^th grade. This is Max, he is our best friend. He just moved here, into Billy's old house. He is 10 and in Matty's class. He had to go to the hospital and we're going home but we stopped to eat here."

"Hi Max, I hope you are ok. My mom makes me flan every time before I go to the hospital and then if I have to stay over when I get to go home. She says it helps me heal and get better. I hope it helps you too. We live by you because we used to go to Billy's house and play Legos in the summer and after school sometimes. That's cool."

"If you don't want to tell me, I understand but it sounds like you go to the hospital a lot, why?" I asked.

"I got a form of cancer, and I was in a car crash last year. So I have to go get checked by my doctor every month for several things. And they check my blood. If anything is not right I go to the hospital, and normally spend a few days because they do lots of tests. They say the cancer is under control, for now. Because of the car crash, I have to be careful what I eat and how much I drink, because the nerves around my stomach got hurt and I can't feel if I am full or some other things too."

"I am sorry you got cancer. I hope you will be ok. I hope one day they make it so no one has to have cancer anymore." Matty said.

"Thanks"

"Where I used to live in Nebraska, one of my old friends' older brother had an injury kind of like you. He could not tell if he was full when he ate so his mom always set out how much food he could have. If he drank too much he had to be careful too, and he had problems knowing when he had to pee. He said once he got used to it, and stuff it was not too bad, because it was better than being in a wheelchair like he was for almost a month while he was healing."

"Yah it's not too bad. Especially when I don't have the cancer problems. It makes it hard to do sleepovers and some other stuff I want to do, but it is a lot better than being in a wheelchair or something like that."

"If you want, I bet my mom and dad would let you sleep over at our house, or you could sleep over when we stay at our Uncle Scott's. Pepe could come too sometimes so he doesn't feel left out. I know when Matty had some sleepovers I felt left out, sometimes. We have some medical problems too, and that is why we don't normally do many sleepovers, but they are fun and my mom I bet would let you sleep over," an excited Dylan stated.

"I don't think my mom will let me, but I will ask. Pepe has a friend that he has slept over at his house a few times and he slept over at our house. They are in the same class."

"Will you ask? Please. Maybe this weekend." Begged Dylan

"Ask what? Is there a problem Miguel?" asked his mother. She had noticed Pepe had returned but Miguel had not, so she went to make sure everything was okay.

"No Mama, Dylan is in my class. He asked if I could sleep over, but I told him you don't let me do it because of my medical stuff." Said Miguel but he was looking embarrassed as he said it.

She said something to him in Spanish, and I have no idea what she said, but he looked at me, and then moved and looked more at me. Then he smiled. I found out later from Scott in the car that she told him that I was wearing a diaper and if they did not tease me for wearing one, and I could wear it without pants, these boys would not tease him about his diapers, and that it would be good to sleep over. She suggested maybe his friend could sleep over at their house next weekend for a night.

"Mom says that it might be ok. But maybe it would be best if you slept over at our house the first time." Miguel said to Dylan.

"Ok, I will ask my mom and dad about it. This is my Uncle Scott, we are with him tonight because Mom is working late. I bet she will say yes."

The adults talked for a minute and exchanged phone #s. I tried the flan and it was great. I ate it all. I bet on a cold night some warm flan would be better than ice cream for dessert.

When we got up to leave, Miguel and Pepe both came out to say bye to us. I blushed because I remembered my diaper was showing and I knew it was pretty wet. I saw both Miguel and Pepe look at my diaper, and then smile. Miguel said something to Dylan, and then both looked at me and smiled at each other. Dylan said when we were riding home that because of the injury Miguel wears pullups to school and diapers at home and to bed because he can't feel when he has to pee. He was scared we would tease him but since I was in a diaper, he knew we would not tease him. That is why he was scared to sleep over. Dylan told Miguel that he wets at night so he wears diapers too. Both boys were excited to have another friend he could do sleepovers with and not worry about his diapers.

We stopped to pick up my medicine. I guess the hospital sent it to the grocery store so mom could get it. I don't like taking medicine, but if it will help me, then I guess I should.

Scott dropped me and my mom off. "Max, I was thinking about taking Matty fishing on Saturday for a few hours. Do you want to join us? I think Dylan will be getting ready for or at his sleepover. Matty needs someone to challenge him for biggest fish because there is no way either of you could out fish me."

I looked at my mom, she nodded, so I said, "Ok, you're on. I bet Matty and I catch more fish than you." And then giggled. "But I was hoping maybe Matty could sleep over on Saturday night."

"We will only be gone for a few hours, so if you boys want to do a sleepover you will have plenty of time for that. I will mention it to his mom, and suggest she call you guys to work out the details. Now get well, and if you ever need anything, I am next door, in the yellow house." Then Mom and I walked into our house.

When we were inside, I asked mom about the phone call. I told her I heard part of it and was scared.

"Max, your father is still in jail. He won't be getting out. He got a new lawyer that is just trying to stall things and get him a better deal. Don't worry. He won't hurt you ever again, and he can't hurt Brian either."

"Thanks Mommy," I said as I gave her a hug.

"Max, I do have a few questions for you. You have an email address, I know that. That way you can talk to Brian and Peter. Have you emailed them since we moved here? I found out that your father somehow got access to your email before and to Brian's, and we need to make sure that they are safe, or maybe just get you each a new one."

"Yeah, one night when you were on a trip he made us give him our email and Facebook stuff and passwords. Then he made us do stuff to each other when he took pictures and video of it. Then he did stuff to us. He said if we told anyone he would send it to our friends and they would not want to be friends with gay sissy boys like us unless they wanted to do stuff to us. I hope he did not send that stuff. I forgot about that." I said as I started to cry.

"Max I need you to give me your password for it. Did you change it since your dad got it?"

"Yes, me and Brian both changed them right after he got arrested."

I gave her all my passwords. She told me not to access any of that stuff, and she and Aunt Karen would get us a new email so we could talk. Mom told me later that Aunt Karen went into my email and sent my old friend a message saying that I and Brian had to close our email. She told him Brian would have my new one and he could get it from Brian at school. Then she closed both our email accounts and Facebook pages. She made Brian and me each a new gmail and gave the info to my mom. This way Brian and I can still talk by email and stuff. I guess Mom had her do it, in case there was someone trying to trace where we moved to.

Mom let me snuggle with her on the sofa for a little while. Then she said I should take the new medicine. One was to be taken when I went to bed, and the other was in the morning and lunchtime or afternoon. I did not want to take it at school so we agreed I would take it when I get home from school.

The medicine made me sleepy and I felt kind of strange. Mom said I needed a dry diaper for bed, so she changed me. It was like my mind went foggy and my body felt all tingles and heavy. I told mom I felt funny and really tired. She said I was going to sleep on the sofa, so she got me Sharky and my pacifier. A minute later I felt mom give me sharky and I fell asleep. It was a strange sleep. I had strange dreams. Not really nightmares, but strange dreams. I was glad mom changed me, because I remember a dream where I was swimming and then I was peeing in the pool and it felt warm.

I woke up in a very wet and heavy diaper. It took me a few minutes to really wake up and get my brain working. It was strange. I had to think to remember what day it was, then I remembered it was Tuesday, and I felt scared I was late for school. I saw the time on the clock said it was after 9 in the morning, so I knew I was really late for school if I had to go. I tried to sit up, but my body was not working right and the extra thick diaper did not help.

"Mommy" I said, but did not sound normal.

I saw her in the kitchen as she came over to me quickly.

"Honey, are you ok. Do you need help or need your diaper changed before breakfast?"

"Mommy, my body feels weird and heavy. My legs don't want to work like normal. This diaper is extra thick and heavy and I can't sit up. Can you help me?"

"No worries Max. The doctor said that you will be tired and feel strange when you wake up the first few days after taking the medicine. I got you sweetie." Mom said as she helped me to sit up.

"Thanks. I am hungry, can I have scrambled eggs today?"

"Not a problem Maxie, I will get those for you in a few minutes. That is the Mega Max diaper with an extra stuffer pad in it, and you soaked it really well. I think without the stuffer, you might have leaked or at least filled it full. But it should last until you finish eating, then we can get you changed and see what we do today. I called your school and asked them to send any homework home with Matty so he can help you so you don't get behind, especially since school is over soon."

Mom made me breakfast and it was so good. She gave me my other medication. This one did not make me tired or feel weird. But I feel like I just wanted to relax and read my book instead of riding my bike.

"Maxie, we are going out for a little bit. So I need to get you changed. You have 2 appointments today that we need to go to. Then you can pick where we have a late lunch at. Okay sweetie?"

"Mom, where do we have to go? I don't want to go out. I want to stay here where it's safe."

"Honey, you're safe. Don't worry. But you have an appointment with the therapist this morning, and then I got you in to see your new doctor. It was originally set up for this afternoon, but I called and they said they can get you in at 12:45. When we are done there I figure we can get some lunch."

"Will they poke me and give me shots? I don't like that. They hurt me and make me feel weird."

"I am sorry Maxie. I can't promise that they won't poke you or maybe even give you a shot. They might even need to take some blood. But I will be there with you so you are safe. Don't worry. I love you, baby."

"I'm not a baby. I'm a big boy."

"I know that Maxie, but no matter how old or big you get, you will always be my baby. Even when you are a daddy and have your own baby to take care of."

"Ok Mom, I love you, and if you will be there with me, Okay."

"Let's get you in a daytime diaper. I figure they might want you to try to pee in a cup at the doctor's office, so when we get ready to go there, try to hold it as long as you can. If you need to pee when we get there, tell me and I can get you to the bathroom so you can pee in the cup for them. Okay?"

"Ok. But won't the doctor and nurse think I am a big baby because I am wearing a diaper?"

"No Maxie, they know lots of big boys wear diapers and pullups still. This is the doctor that Sandy from the medical supply store said her boys go to. So the doctor knows about boys in diapers. Don't worry. I promise it will be ok."

Mom got me changed. Now I am wearing a Paw Patrol diaper. She let me pick my outfit. I got my fishing shirt and some jeans. She suggested a diaper shirt, so I agreed and she picked the blue one. She handed me my Harry Potter pacifier and said I should take it, just in case I needed it. Then she said we needed to pack a bag with a change of clothes and some diapers, just in case. She had my old backpack, then she picked some clothes and a bunch of diapers, even some of the extra thick ones, and put them in the backpack.

"Max, this is going to stay in the truck. This way you will always have a change of clothes and some extra diapers when we are out doing stuff. Now let's go and let you see how nice the truck is and you can try out your new Racing car seat."

"Ok, I can't wait to ride in the truck. I just hope I don't leak and ruin the seats in it."

"Honey, I am sure over time, stuff will get spilled on the seats and carpet. I figure you will leak or have an accident when you are older, and the seat will get wet then too. They put a coating on the seats so they are water resistant, and since they are leather they clean pretty easily. So don't worry. You are more important than the truck is. I can replace it, but I can't replace you."

Mom handed me the backpack and told me to put it in the back seat. She wanted me to try to get buckled up into my racing seat. I put the pack in the middle part of the seat, and I climbed into my seat. It was really cool. I had 2 cup holders and I could see out the window really well. It was a lot like my Ford racing car seat, but it was a little comfier and a little bit bigger like it was made just for big kids. I liked it.

I was nervous when we got to the therapist's office. We went inside and had to wait. Mom said she was not going to leave, so if at any time I needed her, she would be here for me. That made me feel better. A few minutes later a boy came out. He looked like he was a little bit older than me, so I am guessing he is a 5^th or 6^th grader. He had red puffy eyes, so I guess he had been crying. He looked at me, and I smiled at him. That made him smile. Then his dad came in the office to pick him up. Dr. Johnson took me to his office.

"Hi Max. How are you feeling today? I heard about what happened last night, and I just wanted to talk to you about it, and how you felt. Also about the medication the Doctor gave you. I understand you are a little bit scared, so don't worry. You are safe here and if you want, your mom can come into the office at any time."

"Thank you, sir. Can we start without her? I don't want her to think I am a wimp and a big baby. She says she knows I am a big boy, but I'm wearing diapers and got a pacifier in my pocket. Most big kids would not have either one, especially during the day."

"Max, you are a big boy. You have been thru a lot in the last year. Because of that, your mind and body are trying to deal with the stress and all the different emotions you have inside you. When that happens, especially for kids your age, accidents happen a lot and the kids find it makes them feel safer when they can be a little kid at times, or have the things that made them feel safe when they were younger, be it a pacifier, a stuffed animal, or blankie. It's ok Max. You are not the only boy that feels the way you do, and not the only one I see here in my office on a regular basis. Over time you will get better and feel safer and not need the other things to make you feel safe. It could be a few months, a few years, or anywhere in between. The more you worry about it makes it take longer because you are making more stress on yourself. Your mom said you had friends that know about your wearing diapers, are supportive, and want to have a sleepover. That is great and will help you feel better about them and feel more like the big kid that you are."

I nodded. I did not know what to say but I understood what he was saying. It made sense.

"Now, can you tell me about yesterday and last night when you got upset? Tell me what you saw, heard, thought, felt, and did."

"School went really good. I met Ben, he wears diapers too. He is showing me around the school for a few days. At lunch when we were done eating we both went to the nurse and got our diapers changed. He is really nice and I like him a lot. He has a nice smile and is cute. Please don't tell my mom I said he is cute. I don't want her to get mad at me and think I am a sissy or gay."

"I won't tell her anything Max, don't worry. Besides a lot of boys your age will call a friend cute, or they might call a younger sibling cute. It's no big deal. What happened after school?"

"I got home and did my homework. Mom was not home so I changed my diaper and then got a snack and read my book. I think I fell asleep on the sofa for a few minutes. Then mom showed me her new truck. It's really cool. My bike will fit in it so I can take it places."

"We came in from looking at the truck and her phone rang. I knew it was bad because of the look on her face. She told me to go upstairs and play Legos. I got scared a little. I thought maybe I did something wrong and was in trouble at first. But then I heard her say something about prison and never hurt us again. She was upset and I thought my dad got out of prison. He said he would kill me and Brian if we ever told anyone what he had us do with him and each other or about the pictures and videos. He said he would send the pictures to our friends and the entire school would know we are sissy faggots and no one would be our friends unless they wanted to have sex with us. I was really scared. I think I even wet my diaper I was so scared. I remember sucking on my pacifier hiding under my blankets. I was really cold, had a headache, and I think I was shaking some too."

"That's all I remember. Then I remember waking up in the hospital. I was scared because it was not my room and the last time I was at the hospital they touched me and did weird stuff around my butt and peepee. They took bad pictures of me with no clothes on like dad did, and they would not let me see Brian or my mommy."

"Then I saw my mom and felt safer. We talked and then Matty and Dylan came in to see me. I guess they came to visit last night and they found me in my bed and got my mom. They had their Uncle with them. He is really nice. When we left the hospital I was scared because I had a bigger diaper on and no pants. Mom said my shirt covered it mostly so no one would know. I was hungry and we stopped to get some food at the Mexican restaurant by the bike shop. I had tacos and then the lady that owns it talked to mom and she gave us some flan. It's like a Mexican pudding. 2 boys brought it out to us. Dylan knows one of them. I guess he was in an accident and his stomach area got hurt so he can't tell when he is full or needs to pee. He also has cancer so he has to go to the hospital. He saw my diapers and because of how nice Dylan was and not teasing me about my diaper, they are doing a sleepover this weekend. I guess he has to wear a diaper too."

"Yes, Miguel is a nice boy, and his mom is a great cook. I enjoy eating at that restaurant at least once or twice a week. Did you meet Pepe?"

"Yah that is his brother. He was quiet but nice too."

"They are both very nice boys. My son is in class with Pepe, and they have had a sleepover a few times. I have talked to Miguel a few times and he is a very positive little boy, especially considering the cancer and everything he has been through. Neither of them would ever tease you about your diapers, and their mom would smother you with treats if she thought it would make you smile and feel better. She is a very caring woman."

"Now let's talk about your feelings and why you were scared and what you were most scared of."

We talked for a while and I started to shake a little. We stopped talking and he asked if I wanted my mom, I nodded and she came in. She sat in a chair and I sat on her lap. She held me and I felt safer. Then we talked more. Then he asked me about how I slept last night and the medicine if I felt weird or anything then or in the morning. I told him how I felt and stuff. Mom said I was super wet this morning and seemed kind of groggy even after I was awake for a while.

"Max, the medication you take at night now, will make you sleepy and you will sleep a lot when you take it. It will take you longer to wake up in the morning too. I let parents know that the medicine can cause many kids to wet the bed. In your case, it's not a big deal, but you might wet more than normal because you will sleep longer and deeper. The one during the day should not affect you too much. I think because of your size, I want you to only take one of those in the morning. I don't think you need one in the afternoon unless you feel really scared or anxious. Then you can take the 2^nd one, but you need to tell your mom. Even if she is not there, make sure to let her know with a note or something that you took the 2^nd pill."

Then we got ready to go, he asked me if I want to see him on Thursday or wait until next week. I said next week, please. He smiled and said "No Problem, see you next Thursday, but if you need to see me before, call. Now I want you to relax, don't worry so much and have fun. After all, you're only 10 years old, so let the grown-ups do the worrying." Then he tickled me a little. That made me laugh and it felt good to laugh.

I found out the Doctor's office was the next building over, so we just walked to it. I told Mom I was pretty wet, and I think I might need to pee more.

We got to the doctor's office and mom had some paperwork to do. She told the nurse something and then told me to follow them. Mom took me into the bathroom and had a cup. She helped me with my diaper shirt and diaper so I could pee in the cup. It felt good being able to pee in the cup like a big boy. She taped my wet diaper back up and did snaps on my diaper shirt. I pulled my jeans up.

We sat for a few minutes and when mom was done with the paperwork she gave it to the nurse and then they called me. Mom walked with me and the nurse first got my height and weight. I am 3 ft 10 inches, tall, and weigh 42 pounds. When she said how much I weigh, my mom said "Max, that diaper must be really heavy and wet. You gained 2 pounds." That made me blush, but the nurse just smiled at me. I saw a chart and I looked up my size and it's about average for a 1^st grader. No wonder everyone thinks I am like 6 or 7.

The nurse had me sit on the exam table thing. She took my vitals and then said I needed to strip down to my undies or diaper. Mom helped me and soon I was in just my very wet paw patrol diaper. The nurse was nice and told me I was really cute in my diaper. She said the doctor will be in really quickly.

She went out and in about a minute this man came in. He looked kinda old because he had some gray hair and some grey in his beard. But he had a nice smile when he looked at me.

We talked about my wetting accidents and bed wetting. He asked me lots of questions and poked me a little bit. He did have to take my diaper off to make sure my boy stuff was ok. Once that was done he got a fresh diaper and some wipes. He was talking to my mom while he cleaned me up and put a dry diaper on me. He gave Mom some notes for my school and some other stuff. He told me that he was going to send me to see a really nice vampire that would take a little bit of blood but would not hurt me. He wanted me to come back next month. Mom said she would do the appointment. We went upstairs and they took some blood from me. It hurt a little but not too much. Kinda like a pinch. I got a Pokemon band-aid, and we left.

We had lunch at In-N-Out Burger. It was really good and the fries were the best I ever had. It is in the next town over, near where Mom will be working. Mom wanted to look at some furniture for the house. I was shocked when one of the things she looked at was a changing table. It was bigger and I fit on it really easy. It was like the one in the diaper store. Mom said it would go in the spare bedroom, and that way I did not need to have a lot of extra diapers in my room. I did not really want it, but Mom said it would be easier than changing me on my bed, because it was a bunk bed. She showed me a crib that was the same size as my bed, and I said "NO WAY". She laughed, and said she was just teasing. She was glad I did not need it and liked my bunk beds. She bought it and a few other things and they will deliver and set up the changing table tomorrow. I'm glad I will be at school when they do that.

We left and I saw a used bookstore. Mom stopped so I could look at the books. I found some I liked. The lady was surprised that the books were for me. I had heard of them before from some older boys that liked them. I told the lady working there that I know they are more mature than most would think a 10-year-old should read, but so is The Iron Druid Chronicles I am reading now. They have violence and some sexy talk in them. I know the difference between fantasy and the real world, and that is why Mom is ok with me reading the stuff, and if I have questions I agreed to talk to her about them. The lady smiled and said I reminded her of her grandson when he was my age. He is graduating high school this year and then going to college. She gave me a really good deal on the book, and even gave me a book that was behind the counter. She said it was her grandson's, and she thought he would like it if I had it, because he had 2 and gave her one to give to someone special. I got the first 5 books in the Dresden Files series by Jim Butcher. I will read them when I am done with the Iron Druid ones. The book she gave me I examined it in the truck. It is a signed copy of Eragon. I was shocked. It will go on my bookshelf and I bet my friends will be impressed with it.

When we got home I called Ben and talked to him for a few minutes. He was worried that I did not show up, but Matty told him I was OK but had to go to the hospital last night. I asked if he wanted to come over, but he said he could not because he watches his little brother after school until their parents get home. I asked if he was going to the support group meeting tonight and he said he was and would see me there. I heard his brother calling him so I figured he had to go.

A few minutes later Matty knocked on the door and my mom let him in. He had the math worksheet that I had to do. He had his so we could do them together. Then we worked on spelling words and he told me about science and that tomorrow we will watch a video about dolphins.

"Matty do you still want to go to the support group meeting with me tonight? Did your parents say it was OK?"

"Yeah I can't wait to go. My mom talked to your mom and said it was ok. Dylan wanted to go, but mom said the first time should be just me, and that he can go next time."

"Maybe you can have dinner with us and stay here until we leave."

"I can call and ask, if your mom says it's ok."

It was worked out and Matty had dinner with us.

We left about 5:45 to go to the support group. Mom had directions and said it would only take a few minutes, but I did not want to be late or get lost.

Matty thought mom's truck was cool. He liked my racing booster seat. Mom put my other seat in and he sat in it.

We got there early but I saw 2 boys walk up and knock on the side door going into the garage. Mom dropped us off and said she would wait to make sure it was ok.

"Max, I want to make sure you feel safe. If you do then just wave to me and I will leave and come back to get you at 8pm. Okay?"

"Thanks mom, you're the best."

We got out and walked up and knocked on the door. A teenager opened the door and asked who we were and what we were there for. I looked at him funny and then said. "I'm Max. I just moved here last week. This is my friend Matty. I was told this is where the diaper support group meeting is. I have to wear diapers now, even to school and Matty wears them at night, and so does his little brother but he could not come tonight, Dylan is 7. The lady, I think her name is Sandy, at the medical and diaper store told me and my mom about it. I can show you my diaper if I have to, but I don't want the neighbors to see it."

"Max, after last night I think many people saw it, so why would you care who else sees it now? After all, we ate dinner at the Mexican restaurant, and you were wearing only a tee shirt and a diaper after the hospital." Matty said with a smile and a giggle.

"My name is Cord. Sandy is my mom. She told me to expect a new boy named Max. She said you like the mega max we wear at night and the Luvs that my little brother wears to school. It's nice to meet you both. Come in and you can get comfy. Most of the boys like to just wear their diapers when they are here. No nudity, except if your diaper is being changed, but you can wear just your diaper, or a diaper shirt or whatever. Some show up in their sleepers, especially in the winter. It's supposed to be fun and it's just us boys. If you need or want a diaper, they are over in the corner, where we have a changing table set up. If you need help getting diapered, you can ask me or the others to help. Several of us have younger brothers that we diaper, so we are used to it. How old are you guys?"

"I'm 9, but I'm in 4^th grade." Said Matty

"I'm 10, but most people think I'm 6 or 7 because of how small I am. We are in the same class, Mr. Hansen is our teacher."

I waved to my Mom and then we went inside.

"I had him many years ago, he is a nice teacher, and Gary had him last year. He is my middle brother. Once most of the guys show up, we will do introductions and then we have a fun project tonight if you want to do it."

"Is it the make our own bottle? Your mom told me and my mom about it on Friday."

"Yep, that is what we are doing. If the big kid sippy cups my mom ordered arrive soon, we will do those next meeting or the one after it. If you need a diaper go get changed. Most of the boys wear them here, even if they only wear them to bed. It makes us all the same, that way."

I figured I needed a dry diaper because I forgot to get changed before we left. I went to look at the diapers they had here. I was in shock. They had at least 200 diapers and there had to be 20 different sizes and kinds.

"I need a dry diaper. I see those 2 are in just their diaper and are playing cards. I think I will try being in just my diaper. How about you?" I asked Matty.

"I will do whatever you do. I don't know how to put one on myself and I only changed Dylan a few times and I'm not really good at it. Maybe we should ask Cord or that other older boy there to help us. I think he changed that other boy, I don't know if it's his brother or not. Are you ok with that?" Matty said to me.

I went up to Cord and asked him if he or someone else could help us with a diaper change. He smiled and said he could if that is what we wanted, or Gary can do it, too, he is about our age. I told him whomever he suggested, I trust him and his judgment since he was in charge of the group.

"Gary, I need your help for a minute. Carl, can you watch the door for a minute? I need to help our 2 new members."

Gary came over and then Cord and he took us to the changing area. Cord took care of me, and Gary helped Matty out. It was neat to have an older boy change my diaper. He was really gentle and we talked the whole time. He asked if I would wear the diaper home, and I said yes, and if it will last, to bed. He then got one of the extra thick ones and put it on me. I saw Gary was putting the same one on Matty. He asked me if I wanted to get dressed. I said "I will try it in just my diaper. Since others are that way, I want to try it. I wear just my diaper at home, but that is mostly just my mom, not anyone else."

He put my clothes in a pile with my shoes, and I saw Matty's clothes being set next to mine. He was also in just a thick diaper. He was blushing but he also had a big smile.

"Wow you guys are super cute in just your diapers," Gary said and Cord agreed.

I heard Ben's voice and I started to blush because he would see me in just my diaper. I was nervous and I started wetting myself a little. I guess Cord noticed it.

"Max, it's ok. We are all the same here. No reason to be nervous or scared. Some only wear them at night, but most of us wear them here. Just relax and take a deep breath."

I did that, and then I heard Ben.

"Max is that you? I was so scared and worried when I did not see you at school today." Said Ben. He was taking his clothes off and putting them in the same shelf area my clothes were on. Soon he was in just his wet diaper and then he got changed into the same type of diaper I am wearing.

We talked for a few minutes. I told Ben about wearing only a shirt and diaper to the restaurant last night. He was shocked I was so brave to do that. He then gave me a hug. It felt really nice. I got a stiffy when he hugged me.

I guess there were about 15 boys in this room, and then Cord got everyone's attention.

"Hi guys. I hope everyone is doing well. We have 2 new members tonight, so let's welcome Max and Matty. They are both in 4^th grade. Max is new in town, and Matty has a younger brother that hopefully will join us in the near future. Let's all introduce ourselves and then we can start on our project." Cord said.

Everyone introduced themselves. There were 16 other boys plus us. There were several from our school. It was cool. 7 of them need and wear diapers during the day every day and 1 wears them during the day because he likes them but needs them at night. The others are bedwetters but often wear diapers on weekends during the day or early afternoon. Only 4 had clothes on. 1 had a onesie, 2 were in sleeper pjs like I got, and the other 1 had soccer shorts on, but you could still see the thickness and the top of the diaper. It was nice to be around others like me. I felt more normal. 2 of the boys I met at the Bike shop were at the meeting.

We spent over an hour making custom bottles. We each did one, and they let Matty make one for Dylan. I helped him make one with Chase from Paw Patrol on it for Dylan. My bottle had dragons on it.

It was a lot of fun. I made new friends and I found out that in the summer they do a big campout a few times. One of the boys lives on a few acres so they got a big area where we can put up tents and camp out. They even got a creek with trout in it so we go fishing in our diapers. That would be so much fun, so I got to talk to mom about it.

When it was done, some of us got our clothes back on, and some just put on their shoes because it was dark. Ben helped me with my diaper shirt snaps. He said I looked really cute in my diaper and the shirt was cool. I blushed but I got a stiffy. My diaper was wet, but not very wet.

We went outside and I saw my mom's truck. There were like 7 cars and trucks parked outside. Some of the parents were talking. My mom was talking to some of the other parents. She looked relaxed and happy. That made me happy.

"Mom, I had so much fun. I made new friends and I don't feel like a freak or baby as much. I am so glad I came here. I made this cool bottle with dragons on it."

"Max you are not a freak. You are a big boy. I love you and know how wonderful you are, as do your friends. I am very happy you had fun and made more friends."

I gave my mom a hug. As I was hugging her I saw Ben hug the man standing next to my mom. They had been talking along with 2 other ladies.

"Mom, this is Ben. He is in my class and the one that is showing me around the school. He is really nice. I hope he can sleep over soon."

"So you are Max. All I have heard about the last 2 days is Max this and Max that. It is nice to meet you, young man. I am Mr. Peters, I am Ben's dad. I am glad you are doing well. I think a sleepover can be arranged. We might ask that the first one is at our home because Ben does not sleep well and if he is not at home he might sleepwalk or fall out of the bed. He and his brother both do it, so they have special beds that they can't fall out of, so they don't get hurt."

"Dad, your embarrassing me." Ben said while he was blushing.

I did not understand what the big deal was about him having a special bed. I got bunk beds, but I guess he needs a bed that is low to the ground.

"Sir, it's nice to meet you. If my mom will let me, I would be happy to sleep over at your home first. I like Ben and he is my friend and I hope he because one of my best friends, with Matty. I think it would be cool if the 3 of us could sleep over. Maybe Dylan, Matty's little brother, can be friends with Ben's little brother. I think they are about the same age."

"That's a good idea Max. It's nice that you think about helping others and doing what you can to help them be happy and not feel left out. A lot of people, and kids don't do that."

We said bye, and went home. Mom dropped Matty off at his home on the way. Mom helped me get into my pjs. I got to watch a little bit of tv and had some juice in my new Dragon bottle. I took my new medicine and went to bed. Mom tucked me and Sharky in and gave me a kiss. I fell asleep right away.

The next few days went pretty smoothly. They came and put the big kid changing table in the spare bedroom. Dylan was super happy we made the bottle for him. He is begging his mom to let him go with us next time. Ben, Matty, and Me are like the 3 musketeers. We are becoming great friends quickly. We have a lot in common and love fishing and riding bikes. I am really excited about Saturday. Going fishing and then Matty is sleeping over. I just hope there are no problems. Next week I and Matty will go to Ben's house one afternoon so we can all work together on our Science Project. Everyone put in pairs to do the project. Because there is an odd number, Mr. Hansen put the 3 of us together and gave us a harder topic to do, because there are 3 of us. It's ok. We will do the best we can, and I bet we do really good. I mean really well.

End Chapter 4

 

What will the weekend hold? Does anything happen on the fishing trip or the sleepover? Will Matty be in a diaper for fishing?

Was Ben flirting with him, and if so, how will Max respond, especially since he thinks Ben is super cute? Potential Boyfriends? What about Uncle Scott? You will have to keep reading to find out.

 

Here are some Stories with lots of boys having a lot of fun from a few different sites.

BIG list this time, so enjoy.

 

1 https://www.wattpad.com/story/154744718-the-sleepover

2 https://www.wattpad.com/story/339542321-what-just-happened

3 https://www.wattpad.com/story/247339062-boy-scout-lover

4 https://www.wattpad.com/1344237422-sleepover-challenges-friday-the-sleepover-begins

5 https://www.wattpad.com/story/260396601-luke%27s-worst-week

6 https://www.wattpad.com/story/309031679-diapered-sleepover-origin

7 https://efmorris.wordpress.com/summer-camp/ What happens when a teen is sent off to a strange summer camp by his parents? Then he learns it's even stranger than they thought it was when the summer is over.

8 https://www.wattpad.com/story/343139486-descending-the-sibling-ranks

9 https://www.wattpad.com/story/323574762-the-sleepover-true-story

10 https://www.wattpad.com/story/336430477-best-friend%27s-worst-vacation

11 https://www.wattpad.com/story/339117949-willies-camping-trip-with-friends

12 https://www.wattpad.com/1346235442-dom-little-academy-2-pup-rescue

13 https://www.wattpad.com/story/309293256-from-high-school-to-a-pre-school

14 https://www.wattpad.com/story/247336722-the-deputy%27s-boys

15 https://efmorris.wordpress.com/the-training-pants/ A teen tries some new Undies. They change his and his friend's life

16 https://archiveofourown.org/works/28319094 Cor's Adventures

17 https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/your-very-curious-boy/

18 https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/keiths-conversion/

19 https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/my-special-boy/

20 https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/babysitting-matty-and-john-mark/

21 https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/toilet-training-tommy/ Horny Big Brother is in Charge while the parents are on a second honeymoon. What does he do to his pesky little brother?

22 https://www.deviantart.com/fingerfish/art/The-Training-712593520

23 https://www.wattpad.com/story/270011712-house-rules

24 https://www.wattpad.com/story/283135521-the-toddler-life

25 https://www.wattpad.com/story/66623514-last-summer-in-diapers

26 https://efmorris.wordpress.com/the-surprise/ Parents thought they had the perfect Birthday surprise for their son, based on his internet viewing. They love him and are open minded and just want him to be happy and know they support him. How could it go wrong? Or does it end up just right?

27 https://www.wattpad.com/story/306808096-michael-in-diapers

28 https://www.wattpad.com/story/296231921-oliver%27s-diapered-summer

29 https://www.wattpad.com/story/340484265-diaper-scouts

30 https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/kevs-family-and-friends/

31 https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/joshies-padded-nights/

32 https://www.wattpad.com/story/5642039-my-brother-ritchie

33 https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/home-show/

34 https://www.wattpad.com/story/325698833-john%27s-regression-archived-my-abdl-life

35 https://www.wattpad.com/story/302211804-14-year-old-turned-back-to-a-3-year-old

36 https://www.wattpad.com/story/268855592-the-roles-switch

37 https://efmorris.wordpress.com/summertime-is-for-babies/ Teen Cousins have a fun summer together and Experiment a bit. There is a surprise neither had planned on but embrace it.

38 https://diaperstoryarchive.wordpress.com/2012/07/17/christmas-and-the-magic-pjs/

39 https://en.zity.biz/index.php?mx=docs;ox=showpart;idp=6875 Sleepover with Jimmy

40 https://en.zity.biz/index.php?mx=docs;ox=showpart;idp=9533 Treat for Davids Bday

41 https://pza.dk/showstory.php?storyid=a1y4oj&SID=8csb7qldg0occ9pdvit77biq2j Growing UP

42 https://pza.dk/showstory.php?storyid=lr1cyj&SID=8csb7qldg0occ9pdvit77biq2j Across the Road

43 https://pza.dk/showstory.php?storyid=xgvwaf&SID=8csb7qldg0occ9pdvit77biq2j Basement

44 https://pza.dk/showstory.php?storyid=kz3mbd&SID=8csb7qldg0occ9pdvit77biq2j The Refuge

45 https://pza.dk/showstory.php?storyid=qs0zgz&SID=8csb7qldg0occ9pdvit77biq2j Better Life

46 https://pza.dk/showstory.php?storyid=zjy2ce&SID=8csb7qldg0occ9pdvit77biq2j JONAS

47 https://pza.dk/showstory.php?storyid=tau6s6&SID=8csb7qldg0occ9pdvit77biq2j Secrets and Lies

48 https://pza.dk/showstory.php?storyid=s4m4d5&SID=8csb7qldg0occ9pdvit77biq2j Last Summer

49 https://pza.dk/showstory.php?storyid=yd0grd&SID=8csb7qldg0occ9pdvit77biq2j Harnassed

50 https://www.wattpad.com/story/340865506-max%27s-story-repost

51 https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/stop-the-stigma/

52 https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/boys-on-the-train/ (A great start, I hope someone can continue it!)

 

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