Diaper Boys 1

"Dad! You got the wrong ones!" Jimmy said as his dad handed him a package of diapers.

"I'm sorry the store was out of your usual." His dad said, obviously tired, looking at the nine-year-old in the hope he would not make a fuss. "They're supposed to get some in tomorrow. I'll get you some then just use these for tonight."

Jimmy considered the new brand. They were similar to his preferred protection for the night which sort of looked like underwear. "Mmm fine!" He said and looked up at his dad. "Sorry for shouting."

His dad was giving him a look, but the quick apology had worked in at least it dit not get him in trouble.
"I know you're upset. Don't raise your voice though. Now do you think you're going to need any help putting those on?"

Jimmy’s temper had gotten him in trouble a few times both at home and at school. He was working on it especially since his dad had started spanking him. "I'm sorry. No, I can do it."

That was the end of the matter, at least until bedtime. Jimmy did his usual routine of brushing his teeth washing his hands before heading to his bedroom. It wasn't a bath night, so he could change in his room. He pulled his pajamas out and neatly laid them on the bed before undressing and opening the new bag of diapers. They were a lot thicker than he was used to and it took him a second to figure out how to do it. He had to put it on top of his toy chest before sitting on it and closing it up. When he stood up his legs had to be a bit further apart than usual. It was certainly a weird feeling, different than what he was used too. Were they supposed to be that tight? Did his dad get the wrong size? Jimmy wasn't sure and was tired enough that he didn't really care. Putting his pajamas on he crawled into bed.

As soon his mom and dad told him goodnight, he rolled onto his stomach but he couldn’t find sleep. The paper was a little bit thicker then he was used too. His hips were sort of pushing upwards, but it wasn't bad. It felt kind of nice. After a little bit of time he started to move his hips back and forth and it started to feel funny. It was soft and ... well, the best way he could describe it was like a hug for down there. He kind of liked it. He kept doing it slowly and then something else started to happen.

His penis started to grow. Jimmy could feel it start to become longer and he stopped what he was doing. He stood there for a second wondering if he might have done something bad. Because of the way he was laying down his penis shaft was pointing downwards, and it was starting to hurt a little. Pulling his pajamas down, Jimmy quickly pulled the tabs off to undo the diaper and raised himself up a little pushing up with his feet and chest. His penis quickly bounced up towards his stomach and he felt a sense of relief. Out of curiosity, he laid back down on his diaper and it didn't hurt. In fact, it felt kind of good again. Laying there for a second before cautiously reconnecting the diaper, he rocked back and forth and this time there was no pain. Jimmy kept rocking his hips back and forth loving the sensation of the diaper wrapping around his erection. After a little while he hit on the idea of moving his hands downwards and forming a little fist. He raised his hips up just a little, so he could slip them under. His little fist made everything a little tighter and he was starting to feel funny. Jimmy wasn't sure what the feeling was, but it was sort of an itch tickle. The feeling was followed by another one though, the sensation he had to pee.

Not wanting to change his diaper so quickly, he stopped and was about to get out of bed, when the feeling went away. This was weird, but after a minute, he waited the feeling to come back Jimmy decided to go back to rocking and that feeling came back. Again, Jimmy stopped not wanting to pee. He wondered if he had to go or if he didn't have to go. Did the rocking have something to do with it? Jimmy decided to lay there for a while and he didn't feel like he had to pee and eventually his penis went back to normal. It was long past his bedtime by now and he just closed his eyes.

The next morning, his mom woke him up. When his Dad did it, he usually pulled the covers off of him, but his mom always gave him a little kiss and if that didn't work, gently shook him awake. He smiled at his mom and said he would get dressed. When Jimmy's mom left, he was about to hop out of bed before remembering the previous night. He checked his diaper and it was dry, that happened about half the time. Of course, then he had an idea. If he did pee now it wouldn't matter. Grinning at that idea he quickly laid back down onto stomach and started wiggling back and forth. His pajamas moved easily across the diaper and he quickly felt himself start to become hard again. His penis must have stayed in the upright position all night because when it got hard it didn't hurt.

It took him a few minutes to get back to that feeling he had. The feeling of being hard and feeling everything so tight in there and all that good stuff. He felt himself start to tingle and he felt like he was going to have to pee. This time Jimmy didn't care, and he kept going. The feeling began building up and for the first time he thought it wasn't exactly like he had to go, but it felt so good he really didn't care. He kept rubbing back and forth. His toes started to curl before it happened. Jimmy's body stiffened, and he felt his back slowly arch up, his hips pushing into the mattress. The feeling was amazing yeah, better than anything he could remember and before he could really understand it, it was fading.

Jimmy slowly rested on the bed for a minute wondering what exactly had just happened. He felt all warm and tingly. It really was just an amazing feeling. After maybe a minute though he remembered he was supposed to be getting dressed and reluctantly got out of bed before taking the diaper off. He checked it and there was no pee. He quickly got dressed up. He was fully recovered now and had one last thought before leaving his room. He had to tell his friends!

The End 

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