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This is a story I've started working on in my spare time. Probably gonna post more as it comes. May add more tags as I go. Hope you enjoy!

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1.

‘Caiden!’ He turned his head as he heard his name and saw Victor running up to him. ‘Hey. Where were you earlier? You missed English.’

Caiden tried his best not to blush. ‘Yeah. Sorry. I . . . wasn’t feeling well.’ He looked down and mumbled, ‘Stomach upset.’

Victor frowned, now caught up and walking alongside him. ‘Again? Didn’t that happen last week too?’

Caiden nodded. ‘Yeah. In Math.’

His friend made a face. ‘Sorry, dude. Was it something you ate?’

Caiden shrugged. ‘Maybe. It’s hard to tell. Mom thinks it might be some IBS shit or something . . . Anyway. Let’s change the subject, you don’t wanna hear about my bowel movements.’

Victor laughed. ‘Maybe I do?’ Caiden stopped, looking at him with an eyebrow raised, and Victor laughed again. ‘Nah, bro, just kidding.’

Caiden laughed as well and they resumed their walk, but then he was quiet, mostly just listening as Victor talked about what they’d gone over in English that afternoon.

They parted ways at their usual spot and exchanged fistbumps. Then Caiden set off home.

Truth was, he had barely made it to the bathroom in time today. In fact, he hadn’t, a little bit had come out in his shorts before he managed to get them off. He carried a spare pair of underwear in his gym bag that was stashed in his locker, thankfully, so he’d been able to change, but it was still embarrassing.

When he got home, no one else was there yet. His parents were both at work and his younger twin brothers still at school. He went to the bathroom, getting his soiled shorts out of a plastic bag in his backpack and rinsing it in the bathtub before throwing it in the laundry basket.

Entering his room, he pondered. He knelt next to the bed and pulled out the drawer underneath, where he kept his nighttime diapers.

Caiden had been wetting the bed all his life. It was like his body had never quite pulled off that whole subconsciously holding your bladder thing. He’d had a few close calls in the daytime as well, though he hadn’t wet himself when awake since he was in grade school.

Now he was seventeen. His stomach troubles had started about half a year ago. Until today, he’d managed to make it to the toilet every time, but this minor accident had made up his mind about something he’d been considering for a while; whether he should wear his diapers in the daytime as well.

A couple of weeks ago he’d woken up with a stomach ache and, in his sleepy, groggy state, had let it all out in his diaper instead of rushing to the toilet. Once he woke up properly, he felt ashamed. He’d gone to the bathroom, changed himself, and gotten rid of the evidence. If they found out, his mom would worry, his brothers would tease him, and his step-dad would be a dick about it as usual, like he was about everything else. He’d sworn to himself never to do it in his diaper again, but since then it had begun to occur to him that it might not be so bad to have a safety net of sorts. So if he didn’t make it in time, he’d have an easy fix. It could have come in handy today.

The diapers he slept in were designed for heavy urine incontinence, though not really for bowel incontinence. Still, it wasn’t like he’d be properly pooping in them, they’d just be there for safety.

Caiden undressed, leaving just his chest binder on. Then he took a diaper from the drawer and put it on. He pulled his shorts and his jeans back on and looked in the mirror. The jeans were loose, like most of his clothes, and he inspected himself thoroughly. There was no real noticeable bulge. Caiden had been blessed with slim hips and a small behind. The padding made no noticeable difference.

He moved around a bit, listening for any noise. There wasn’t much. A slight occasional crinkle, his waistband sliding against the diaper, but nothing anyone would notice. He stared at his reflection and laughed at himself a little. Was he really going to wear a diaper to school tomorrow?

His stomach rumbled. ‘Fuck, not this again,’ he muttered. He made to go to the bathroom, but then the thought occurred to him that he might want to test the diaper, see if it could hold a potential accident. He reached to undo his jeans, take off both them and his shorts so they wouldn’t risk getting messy . . . but there was no time.

Caiden farted loudly, and then the poop rushed out of him and into his diaper. It was soft and squishy, not exactly liquid diarrhoea, but far from solid. Then it stopped, though he knew there was more, and, figuring that he might as well get it all out, he squatted down and pushed, groaning with the strain. When it was over, he was trembling and panting.

He stood up, making a face at the feeling of his full diaper. He inspected himself in the full length mirror. There was now a considerable bulge, but his jeans looked fine, and he took them off. His shorts were fine too, though he didn’t want to gamble on the diaper holding this kind of load for long, and so he got a fresh one out of the drawer and went to the bathroom to clean up and change.

Standing in the shower, he felt suddenly horny. He reached down, rubbing himself. He thought of Victor. Then he wondered what Victor would think if he knew that Caiden wore diapers now. The thought made him blush. Somehow, the thought of Victor knowing turned him on more, and he rubbed himself yet more vigorously, until he came with shaking thighs.

By the time Caiden was finished in the bathroom, his mother had come home. ‘Oh!’ she said, as he came out of the bathroom. ‘There you are, Kayla.’

‘Mom, it’s Caiden,’ he said, somewhat exasperated.

‘I’m sorry. Caiden.’ She sighed. ‘I’m sorry, it just takes a little getting used to, is all.’

‘Yeah. It’s okay. Just . . . try?’

‘I am. I promise. I haven’t referred to you as my daughter in months.’ She smiled. ‘How was school?’

‘It was okay.’ Caiden hesitated. ‘Mom?’

‘Mhm?’

‘I . . . I had another stomach upset today and . . . I kind of had an accident. Just . . . just a little one!’ he hurried to say. ‘I just . . . almost didn’t make it. To the bathroom.’ His face felt hot.

‘Aww, I’m sorry, baby!’ Caiden’s mother hugged him. ‘You okay?’

‘Yeah. Fine. But . . .’ He licked his lips. ‘I think I should . . . start wearing the . . . you know. In the daytime as well. Like, to school. Just . . . just as a precaution. Until we can figure out what’s wrong with my stomach, you know?’

His mother nodded. ‘Hm, yeah . . . That might actually be a good idea. If you’re having a hard time making it to the bathroom on time. It would be just awful if you pooped your pants in class, wouldn’t it?’

Caiden snorted. ‘“Just awful” doesn’t begin to cover it, Mom. It would be the end of my life.’

‘All right. I’ll make sure we keep stocked up, all right, baby?’

‘Yeah. Thanks, Mom.’ Caiden bit his lip. ‘Hey . . . do you think you could maybe not mention this to Brandan and Ryker? Or to Sam? I . . . I’d rather they not know. It’s embarrassing enough wearing diapers at night.’

‘Of course, sweetie.’ She hugged him. ‘I won’t tell a soul.’

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CW: intentional misgendering, transphobia, homophobia

 

2.

When Caiden had come out at school, he’d been granted a private shower and cubicle to change in, adjacent to the boys’ locker room. He knew he was lucky. Transgender kids in other parts of the country were forced to change and shower with the wrong gender. Not having transitioned medically yet (he was on puberty blockers, but really, they were too little too late), changing with the boys didn’t feel right, but neither did changing and showering with the girls. So the school had accommodated him. He used the boys’ bathroom, though, and no one made a big deal, except for a couple of bullies who rarely got away with it. He knew how lucky he was.

He felt especially lucky now. He wasn’t exactly keen on his classmates seeing what he wore under his underwear. He examined himself in the mirror again. The top of the diaper peeked out above the waistband of his gym shorts, but he was wearing his full binder under his t-shirt. He hoped it was tight enough to cover the diaper even if he did exercises that made his shirt ride up.

Feeling relatively secure, Caiden left his private locker room and went to join the others outside. It was track and field day. Caiden was fond of running, but he’d never done so wearing a diaper before, and he felt suddenly nervous.

‘Hey, Caiden.’ Victor stepped up to him and slapped him on the back. ‘How you doing?’

‘Fine,’ said Caiden, trying not to blush. It was hard not to think back on his fantasies of the day before. He liked Victor a lot and found him pretty hot, but he’d always written it off as impossible. Somehow, it was getting harder not to imagine. He shook himself mentally. ‘How are you?’

‘Ugh. Tired.’ Victor made a face. ‘I didn’t sleep very well.’

‘Bet you spent all night jerking off and thinking about your girlfriend,’ said a voice. Caiden looked up. It was Max, one of the guys who occasionally tried to bully him.

Victor frowned, looking puzzled. ‘I don’t have a girlfriend, dude. I’m gay.’

‘No?’ Max grinned. ‘You look pretty friendly with her,’ he said, jerking his thumb at Caiden.

Victor’s expression darkened. ‘Caiden’s not a girl!’ he said hotly. ‘And you fucking know that, so stop being a dick.’

She’s got a pussy, so she’s a girl.’ Max gave extra emphasis on the word ‘she’ every time he said it.

‘My genitalia are none of your business,’ Caiden mumbled. ‘Why can’t you just leave me alone?’

‘Is it gay, do you think?’ Max mused. ‘If you two fuck, is it gay or straight?’

‘It would be gay,’ said Victor at once, crossing his arms over his chest. ‘Because Caiden’s not a girl. But we don’t fuck, not that it’s any of your business.’

‘Hey, you three,’ said another voice. It was the coach. ‘Less talking, more running.’

‘Yes, coach,’ said Victor. ‘Come on, Caiden.’

Caiden nodded, and they both turned their backs on Max and started off down the track.

‘That guy’s such an asshole,’ said Victor. ‘I swear, one of these days I’ll punch his teeth in.’

‘It’s fine.’ Caiden sighed. ‘Don’t bother. Just ignore him.’

‘I can’t ignore someone bullying and misgendering my best friend,’ said Victor flatly.

Caiden found himself smiling then, and he glanced over at Victor. ‘Thanks,’ he said softly. ‘I . . . I really appreciate that.’

‘No problem.’ Victor was starting to get out of breath.

Suddenly, Caiden felt a familiar ache in his gut. His stomach made a loud noise and he skidded to a dead stop. Victor noticed and stopped as well. ‘You okay?’

‘Yeah. Um . . . just my stomach. I think I gotta go to the bathroom.’

Victor grimaced. ‘Man, again? Have you been to the doctor?’

‘Going to see a specialist week after next.’ Caiden’s stomach rumbled louder. ‘Fuck . . . I gotta go.’ He walked briskly over to where the coach stood. ‘Hey. Um . . . I gotta go to the bathroom.’

Coach sighed. ‘Can’t you hold it?’

Caiden shook his head, looking down. ‘My stomach’s upset. I really gotta go.’

‘All right. Get back here as soon as you can, okay?’ He reached into the bag next to him. ‘Here’s a hall pass.’

Caiden nodded and took it, setting off for the school building. He stopped a couple of times, clenching his anus to try and keep it in, but it really wanted to come out. Just as he reached the entrance, he doubled over, groaning and clutching his aching stomach, and it happened. He started to poop.

‘Fuck!’ he gasped. ‘No, no, no!’

Caiden’s face was deep red, but he managed to stop it before too much could come out. Taking a few deep breaths, he righted himself and opened the door. He felt the poop squish around in his diaper as he walked. ‘I’m fucking gross,’ he muttered.

Instead of heading for a toilet, he went to his private locker room. At this point, he thought, it would be less hassle to just finish in his diaper and take a shower. When he got into the locker room, he took off his gym shorts and underwear, just in case there’d be a leak. Then he let go and let it happen. It made a squishy sound as it came out, accompanied by a few wet farts. Like it had the day before. He squatted a little and pushed to make sure it was all out. Then he sighed and took the diaper off. It was a total mess, more than the day before. He made a face and held his breath against the smell. He’d prepared for this, though. From his gym bag, he pulled a roll of trash bags. He pulled one loose and stuffed the used diaper into it, tying it off tightly and sticking it in the trash. Then he got in the shower.

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There’s more coming, but I’ll be posting a little bit at a time. If you’re reading this and you enjoy it, I can reveal that comments and upvotes are a fantastic motivator for writers. 😉

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CW: Bullying, transphobia, brief physical violence

3.

The school day was almost over, and so was the week. It was Friday. Caiden sat in his History class, and he really had to pee. He’d had a lot to drink at lunch, as it was late August and hot outside, and hadn’t been to the bathroom since. He’d felt it a little when he sat down, but figured he could hold it until the end of class. He glanced at the clock on the wall. Fifteen minutes to go.

Caiden wriggled a little in his seat, trying to get comfortable. He seriously considered asking the teacher if he could go to the bathroom. But he could hold it for fifteen minutes. Couldn’t he?

Then, all at once, he realised with a jolt that he didn’t have to. He was wearing a diaper. He felt his cheeks flush. Could he really wet himself in class? In front of all his classmates? What if it leaked? But then he knew it wouldn’t. He’d been wearing these same diapers to bed for years and they had never once leaked when he wet himself in his sleep, and he didn’t always just pee a little, either. Why would they do so now?

He could at least lighten the pressure a little, he decided. He bit his lip and relaxed just a little, letting a spurt of urine out into his diaper. Soon he found he couldn’t control it, though, and suddenly all the pee came out at once, soaking the diaper. Caiden shut his eyes, trying to control the flow. He could hear the hiss of it and hoped desperately that no one else could. When it finally stopped, he relaxed again. He looked around. No one seemed to be paying any attention to him, and he finally let out a sigh of relief.

Sitting there in his soaked diaper, he felt suddenly turned on. He glanced over at where Victor was sitting. Once again, he imagined Victor finding out. It would be so embarrassing! Why did that make him feel so hot?

Caiden and Victor walked home together as usual. Caiden had only brought one spare diaper to school, and he was already wearing that after his accident earlier that day, so he had to wear it walking home. The wet material rubbed against his skin. It felt kind of nice, now he was over the initial embarrassment of wetting himself in class. No one had seen. The diaper hadn’t leaked.

The two boys were talking about Victor’s desire to join the track team when, out of nowhere, three boys stepped into the road in front of them. The group was led by Max. ‘Well, if it isn’t Vicki and his girlfriend!’

Victor’s hands balled into fists. ‘He’s not a girl!’ he growled stubbornly.

‘Yes, she is! You can delude yourself, but you can’t argue with biology. It’s time to show you that. Sean, hold him.’

A fourth boy appeared behind them and grabbed Victor by his arms, holding them behind his back. At the same time, the two others grabbed Caiden. One held his arms the same way Sean held Victor’s. Max stepped in front of Caiden and reached for his pants.

Caiden was struck with panic. They were gonna strip him. They’d see! He tried to kick Max, but the boy not holding his arms got to his knees and held onto his legs so he couldn’t move. Max unbuttoned Caiden’s jeans and pulled the zipper down.

‘What the fuck are you doing?’ said Victor. ‘Leave him alone!’

‘I’ll show you, Victor. She’s a girl.’ He pulled the jeans down, then reached for the waistband of Caiden’s shorts and tugged.

Max stepped back, disgust on his face. ‘What the fuck? Are you—?’ He looked up into Caiden’s face. ‘You’re wearing a diaper? Bitch, you’re even more fucked up than I thought.’ He stepped to the side, giving Victor a full view. ‘You see this Vicki? She’s a fucking baby who wears diapers! Still gonna defend her?’

Caiden didn’t dare look at Victor’s face. He lowered his gaze, fighting back tears.

‘Holy shit! Have you pissed in this thing?’ Max continued. ‘Gross! Do you shit in it too? Guess I won’t be showing Victor your pussy. I don’t wanna touch that disgusting thing.’

‘Stop it!’ came Victor’s voice. He sounded as furious and stubborn as ever, and Caiden looked up. ‘I don’t fucking care if he wears diapers or whatever. He’s my friend! And you’re just a bully.’ He spat in Max’s face. ‘Fuck you, Max.’

‘You’re gonna regret that,’ said Max darkly. Then he raised his fist and punched Victor in the stomach.

‘Victor!’ Caiden cried. He wriggled, trying to free himself, but the boys holding him were much bigger than he was. ‘Leave him alone you bastard!’

‘Shut up or I will kick you in the cunt!’ Max warned him. He turned back to Victor and punched him again. Caiden looked on helplessly while Max used Victor as a punching bag. Sean let go of him and he fell to the ground, and both boys kicked him in the stomach. Max spat on Victor where he cowered, his arms covering his head protectively. ‘Let that be a lesson,’ he growled. He turned back to Caiden. ‘I’d make you suck my dick, you whore, but you’re too gross for that. I wouldn’t be able to keep it up.’ Instead, he raised his fist and landed a punch in Caiden’s gut as well. ‘Come on, boys.’

The two boys holding Caiden finally let him go. He doubled over, clutching his stomach and coughing. Max and the others walked away, laughing.

As soon as he could breathe properly again, Caiden pulled up his pants and ran to Victor. ‘Fuck! Are you okay?’

Victor sat up slowly. His forehead was scraped, where he’d hurt it when he fell to the ground, but otherwise Max had kept away from his face. Victor winced and clutched his side. ‘Ow. I think . . . my ribs are bruised.’

‘Did he fracture them?’ asked Caiden in alarm.

‘No, I don’t think so. Had a fractured rib once, it hurt a lot worse than this.’ Victor grimaced. ‘I’ll be okay.’

Caiden stood and gave Victor a hand, pulling him to his feet. Victor brushed himself off. ‘He didn’t hit me that hard,’ he said. ‘He’s not as strong as he looks. He may be bigger than me, but I could take him in a fair fight and he knows it. Fucking coward . . .’

Caiden hung his head. ‘I’m sorry, man. This is my fault.’

‘How’s it your fault?’

‘He wouldn’t have hurt you if it weren’t for me. If you hadn’t stood up for me.’ Caiden sighed. ‘And now you probably think I’m gross too.’

Victor frowned. ‘Why would I think that?’

Caiden blinked, finally looking at Victor’s face. ‘I . . . because of the . . . You did see, right?’

Victor shrugged. ‘Who cares? I know you’ve been having stomach problems. How you deal with them is your business.’ He grinned. ‘Besides, it’s kind of cute.’

Tears filled Caiden’s eyes. Tears of embarrassment and relief. Victor didn’t hate him. And then he realised, Victor had called it cute. Caiden wiped at his cheeks. ‘How, uh . . .’ He cleared his throat. ‘How is it cute?’

Victor shrugged. ‘I dunno. Just is. Anyway, you’re . . .’ Now he hesitated. He glanced at Caiden, and Caiden swore he saw a slight flush in Victor’s cheeks. ‘You’re cute,’ he finished.

‘You . . . you think I’m cute?’

‘Yeah.’ Victor rubbed the back of his neck and smiled sheepishly. ‘Guess I do.’

Caiden licked his lips. ‘I . . . I think you’re cute too. I mean . . . hot. I think you’re hot.’ He covered his mouth with his hand. ‘Fuck me, did I just say that?’

Victor chuckled. ‘Yeah. You did. It’s okay. I . . . I liked hearing it.’ He stepped closer. Slowly, he put his arms around Caiden and pulled him into a hug. ‘I like you,’ he whispered. ‘I care about you. So . . . the other stuff, it doesn’t matter.’

Caiden sighed shakily and put his arms around Victor in turn. ‘I . . . I like you too.’ He hesitated for a moment, then continued. ‘I wear diapers to bed. ’Cause . . . I can’t control my bladder when I sleep.’

‘That’s okay,’ said Victor.

‘And I wore them to school today because yesterday I had an accident. You know, with . . . with my stomach issues. It was super gross. I just wanted, like, a safety net.’

‘That’s okay too.’ Victor pulled away a little and looked into Caiden’s hazel eyes. ‘It’s all okay. You’re okay. More than okay. You’re awesome. Nothing’s gonna change that.’ Then he leaned in and kissed Caiden on the mouth.

When they separated again, Caiden asked the other question on his mind. ‘You . . . do you see me as a boy or a girl?’

Victor snorted. ‘You’re seriously asking me that? Caiden, I came out in ninth grade. You know I’m gay. Of course I see you as a boy.’

‘I . . . I never thought you’d like me, ’cause of that.’

‘You’re a boy,’ Victor repeated. ‘I like boys. That’s all.’

Caiden nodded. ‘Okay. Do . . . do you wanna come back to my place?’

Victor grinned. ‘Thought you’d never ask.’

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Thanks for reading! I hope you liked it. This is turning into a pretty long one, so I'll be posting more, probably tomorrow. I'd love to know what you think, so feel free to leave a comment. 🙂 

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‘Anybody home?’ Caiden called as they entered. ‘Mom?’ There was no answer. ‘Guess we’re alone,’ he said to Victor.

‘Guess so.’ Victor gave him his crooked smile.

Caiden swallowed. ‘I . . . I should go change,’ he mumbled. ‘Just . . . make yourself at home.’ He took the stairs two at a time to his room. The wet diaper was starting to get uncomfortable now. He closed the door behind him, got out a fresh diaper, and started to undress.

There was a knock on his door. ‘Caiden?’

‘Yeah?’

‘I was just wondering . . .’

‘What is it?’

‘I’m . . . kind of curious. Can I come in?’

Caiden blinked. ‘You’re . . . curious? About the diapers?’

‘Yeah. I wanna see. Can I come in?’

Caiden’s heart raced in his chest. Victor wanted to see his diapers? He swallowed. The thought of showing Victor made him feel all kinds of hot. ‘Okay,’ he said at last. ‘You can come in.’

He’d already taken off his jeans and socks. A fresh diaper was lying on the bed. Victor took this all in when he entered. He smiled at Caiden, who felt himself blush. ‘It’s okay,’ said Victor, almost like he were talking to a skittish animal.

‘I . . . I’ve never even told anyone about this stuff before,’ said Caiden. ‘Ever. And I never thought I’d show anyone.’

‘This why you could never come along for any sleepovers or overnight field trips?’ asked Victor.

‘Yeah. I’ve been wearing diapers to bed, like, all my life. I just kept wetting the bed. It’s . . . it’s embarrassing.’ Caiden looked down, his face growing hotter with every word.

‘You’re adorable,’ said Victor. He reached out and cupped Caiden’s cheek, raising his chin so their eyes could meet. ‘Take off your shorts? So I can see?’

With trembling hands, Caiden pulled down his shorts and stepped out of them, revealing his pee-soaked diaper. It sagged a little in the back. No wonder, as he’d peed out all the water he drank at lunch. The diaper could take a lot, but if he went again it would be at its limit.

‘Wow.’ Victor looked him up and down. He stepped around Caiden, examining the back of the diaper. ‘This thing’s really wet, isn’t it?’

Caiden blushed, if possible, even darker. ‘I don’t normally . . . I mean, I’ve never peed in a diaper when I was awake before. I just . . . I mean, it was convenient. I really had to go and there was only a few minutes left of class, but I couldn’t hold it for that long.’ He knew he was rambling now, so he shut his mouth.

Victor came back to face him. ‘You know, you don’t have to justify anything to me.’ He bit his lip. ‘Hey . . . can I change you?’

Caiden’s eyes widened. ‘Change me? I . . . I don’t think . . . I mean, I can do it myself.’

‘I know you can. But . . . I wanna do it. If you’ll let me.’

‘You’d see me naked,’ Caiden mumbled. ‘You’d see my . . . you know. Wouldn’t . . . wouldn’t you find that gross?’

‘Why? It’s just a part of your body. Pussy might not do much for me, you know, in general. Doesn’t make it gross.’

‘But . . .’

‘It’s okay. If you’re uncomfortable with it, I won’t push. Want me to leave while you change yourself?’

And Caiden wanted to say yes, but he also wanted Victor to stay, and in the end he said, ‘No, stay. You . . . you can change me.’

Victor grinned. ‘I was hoping you’d say that. Lie on the bed?’

Nodding, Caiden went over to the bed and lay down on his back. ‘Have you . . . ever changed a diaper before?’

‘Oh, yeah. Loads of times, on my sister and my cousins.’

‘Oh.’

Victor stepped up and reached out to undo the tabs. Caiden spread his legs as the diaper fell open. ‘Wow,’ said Victor again. ‘It’s so full!’

‘I . . . I had a lot to drink at lunch.’

‘I’ll bet. Lift your ass a little.’

Caiden did as he was told and Victor pulled the diaper out from under him. He weighed it in his hand. ‘So heavy.’ He rolled it up and put it in the trash can. Then he opened the fresh one. Caiden lifted his butt off the bed again so Victor could slide the new one underneath. He folded it up and fastened the tabs securely. ‘There, all done.’ He smiled at Caiden again. ‘So cute,’ he said softly. ‘I’m gonna kiss you, okay?’

Caiden just nodded and Victor leaned down to kiss him. Soon, he climbed up on the bed and lay down next to Caiden, stroking his hair. Caiden was amazed. Never in his life would he have imagined that Victor would like him this way, and certainly not after finding out about the diapers. Now it almost seemed like Victor liked him because of the diapers rather than in spite of them.

They made out for a while and then Caiden got up to get dressed. Victor lay on his back, head pillowed on his arms, and watched him. After a while, he said, ‘Ever do it on purpose?’

‘Do what?’ Caiden zipped up his jeans.

‘Pee in your diaper. Or poop in it. Like, you could make it to the bathroom just fine but you use the diaper instead.’

Caiden laughed and shook his head. ‘Why would I do that?’

‘For fun,’ said Victor with a shrug. ‘Don’t you think it’s kinda . . . I dunno. Kinky?’

Caiden laughed again, nervously. ‘Kinky?’

‘Yeah.’ Victor met his eyes and held his gaze. ‘I’d love to see you do it. You know, watch you use your diaper.’

‘Listen . . .’ Caiden shook his head slightly, feeling a bit uncomfortable. ‘I don’t . . . I don’t like the diapers. Okay? I hate that I’d wet the bed without them. I hate that I’m having these stomach problems. I . . . I don’t find that sexy.’

‘No, I get that. That part must be kind of shitty. Pardon the pun. But that’s your life now, right? May as well make the best of it.’ Victor sat up. ‘But I won’t bring it up anymore if you’re not comfortable with it. Thanks for showing me.’ He stood and went over to Caiden, taking his hand. He kissed it tenderly. ‘I’m glad I found out. About this and . . . about how you feel about me. I’d been hoping, but . . . I couldn’t be sure.’

Now Caiden smiled back at him, a little shyly. ‘Well, now you know.’

‘And now you know.’ Victor kissed him. ‘Wanna be my boyfriend, Caiden?’

‘Yeah.’ Caiden grinned. ‘Yeah, I’d love that.’

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Given the minimal response I've been getting, I'm not sure it's worth continuing to post this story here. If anyone actually shows some interest, I may reconsider, but for now, this is all I'm posting. There are other places I can share it where it's actually appreciated.

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