Adult Image Library 1/Adult_Image_Library_Volume_1.iso/stories/adambbro.txt

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   WARNING: This story contains descriptions of sexual acts
       between an adult male and a MINOR BOY.  If this
       subject offends you, do not read further.
       You have been warned!!

Today was a big day for 10-year-old Adam Ellison. It was the first
time he was going to stay over night at his recently-aquired Big
Brother's house; and not just over night - but for a whole 4 days! He
was very excited as he waited for David, the new man in his life, to
pick him up. He had packed and repacked until his mother made him sit
down and play Super Mario Brothers to help him relax. Still he jumped
up and looked out the window every time he heard a car drive by.


Adam was a lively boy, if somewhat hard to handle for his mother.
Since his parents had divorced (and his father having run off with a
blond "bombshell") a full 3 years ago, he had had a rather rough time
of things. His mother worked hard, unable to collect any child support
from her run-away husband. She worked as a waitress and frequently had
to work evenings and nights, depending on her airheaded sister and an
alcoholic neighbor for childcare when she couldn't be home with Adam.
This was especially hard on the boy and he expressed his frustration
in various inappropriate ways. He was used to getting bare-assed
beltings and other harsh punishments from his various caretakers,
condoned virtually carte blanche by his mother, Brenda, knowing what a
handful he was around the house.


Brenda had started Adam in occasional programs at the local YMCA 2
years ago, and from there she got the idea for applying for a Big
Brother for the boy. It took over a year, but when David Shields
presented himself to her as a candidate she accepted without question,
greatly relieved that her son now had a role model and she had someone
to look after him. David was a well-mannered and  handsome man of 33.
He had a Bachelor of Arts degree and worked as a display artist for a
local advertising firm. He seemed intelligent and personable, and was
willing to devote most of his free time to her son, a gift she gladly
accepted.



David Shields was breathless the first time he met Adam. He knew from
the photograph he had been shown that he really wanted to meet this
boy. But his dreams came true when he saw him standing there, small
for a 10 year old, barely 4 feet tall and only 52 pounds, with a
diabolical charm that demanded utmost attention! But for his
diminutive stance Adam exuded energy (in every form), something David
craved! After spending a single afternoon in the park with Adam David
knew he had the boy of his dreams in his hands. And Adam saw in the
man the loving, caring father he had never really known. From that day
on each of them thought of little else but spending time with the
other...and Brenda was elated!



To Brenda David was a Godsend. His demeanor was slick and he offered
her virtually everything she wanted. He had told her that since his
recent break-up with his fiance that he wanted time to reflect on his
own youth and found Big Brothers to be an ideal vehicle, which she
couldn't deny. David offered her "as much time as possible" with Adam,
and even suggested that once school let out regular weekend overnights
were welcome. Brenda found this to be an offer she couldn't refuse and
continued to butter David up (needlessly) in an effort to keep him
interested in her son. By the time school let out Brenda had arranged
for David to keep the boy every weekend and granted him every
privilege of discipline and loco praentis. In all these matters David
concerned himself not with details but with generalities. He wanted
Adam at any cost, and considering the obvious graciousness of the
boy's mother he accepted her every offer; offers which fell like
gilded feathers into the pockets of his desire. In the course of their
agreements Brenda had mentioned, ever so casually (so as not to
disturb) Adam's "little bedwetting problem". To David this was as if a
"stroke from heaven: Adam had the same problem that David had suffered
with for 14 years of his childhood!". Upon hearing of this, several
weeks from the time he was to take Adam for their first overnight
adventure, David made every effort to convince Brenda that he would,
if allowed, take every effort to help Adam to overcome his "problem",
and in so doing got the child's mother to sign a quasi-medical release
which allowed David to take up any endeavor he considered potentially
curative in this (or any other) situation. David never mentioned the
knowledge of the bedwetting to Adam; but in his constant dealings with
his problem, which occurred at least twice a week (and often more),
Adam was forced to confront both his caretakers and his mother about
the problem; a behaviour he was frequently whipped for. It was not
until shortly before David was to take Adam overnight that Brenda
became convinced that David was "an expert" in dealing with problems
like bedwetting, a belief she had conjured out of her private
consultations with the man. Even so, she never confided with her son
about her decision to let David take control of the problem, nor had
she even mentioned that David knew anything about it. So Adam,
convinced of David's ignorance of his "problem", hoping it would
disappear before David would ever see it in person, hoping for the
Moon...and eventually believing that David would never know the
truth...in the ensuing weeks neither boy nor man mentioned the problem
to the other...



Very quickly Brenda became convinced of David's parental potential,
and not willing to risk any romantic conflict, gave him full parental
power over the boy starting with their first 4-day weekend which was
about to happen. Beep-beep came through the open window as Adam jumped
up for the 100th time and there was David's car. The boy yelled "He's
here! He's Here!" and ran to the door opening it with arms outreached
for an inevitable hug with his mother right behind him. David was
almost overwhelmed. After a few minutes going over last details David
grabbed Adams suitcase and they waved goodbye to Brenda who was very
glad to have the fidgety boy out of the house for a few days...but not
nearly as happy as David was to have the boy to himself for a few days
of heaven. As the 2 drove to David's house Adam talked about baseball
and David's computer, something he was very interested in. Adam had a
video game machine but liked David's computer a lot more; David was
more than a hobbyist - he used his computer's graphic ability to do
much of his display work.



Soon they were at David's house and David took Adam right to his
bedroom where he had set up a youth bed near his own queen-size bed.
David helped Adam unpack his things, putting his slacks, shirts and
underwear into his own dresser, in a space he made especially for his
little friend. It was already late in the afternoon by now but there
was still plenty of sunlight so the two went to the park behind
David's house to throw a ball around and swing and slide on the
playground equipment. It seemed like only a few minutes had gone by
when the sun finally began to set. David suggested they drive over to
Burger Chef's for dinner where they had a fun time. When they returned
home it was after 9pm. David suggested the boy take a shower and get
ready for bed and if he was still not sleepy they would work on the
computer together a while. Adam agreed, and went into the bedroom and
got his PJs and then went into the bathroom and took a nice soothing
shower as David listened, his mind full of images. A few minutes later
the wet-haired lightly pajama-clad youngster came out of the steamy
bathroom and eagerly approached the computer. Together they sat at the
screen playing games and looking at pictures while drinking one soda
after another. David showed Adam some of his latest artwork which was
mostly of men and boys in various kinds of underwear. When Adam asked
why he drew that kind of picture David explained that that was how he
made his living: people wanted to know what various kinds of underwear
looked like and it was his job to draw pictures of people wearing
them. He showed the boy an example of his art as it appeared in the
local newspaper and Adam said "Oh, sure! I've seen those ads. So
THAT'S what you do!" Then David showed Adam the basics of drawing a
boy's underwear layout, starting with a boy that looked remarkably
like Adam. When the outline was drawn David began to fill in details
that normally weren't in display ads and Adam remarked "Hey! That
looks like me! But I don't have any clothes on! Put some underpants on
me!", blushing as much as he was giggling to see a naked drawing of
himself on David's computer screen. So David said "No problem!", and
drew a pair of underpants over the image's naked loins, to which Adam
giggled "That's better!...hey, can you draw a girl naked like that,
too?" David didn't even reply. He cleared the screen (with a sly save
of his previous work) and drew an anatomically correct young woman's
naked picture in under 5 minutes as the child watched intently,
imagination racing. By the time the picture was complete Adam was
uncomfortably aware that he had an erection, something that was
happening more and more often as he headed toward his 11th birthday,
just a few weeks away.



And just as David completed the little nude, he stood Adam up and said
it was bedtime. Adam tried to turn so that the little bulge in his
thin pajamas wouldn't be noticed, but David noticed it right away, but
to curb the child's embarrassment said "looks like you really LIKE my
artwork, eh?" in just the right tone and Adam giggled back "I sure
do!", and took no more effort to conceal his arousal. Together they
went into the bedroom and David tucked little Adam into his youth bed
against mild pleadings from the boy that they sleep together in
David's big bed (to which he was assured "all in good time"), a kiss
on his forehead and a comforting exchange of "I love you"'s, David
left the boy snuggled up with his favorite teddy bear in the dimly lit
bedroom.



David grabbed a beer from the fridge and returned to the computer to
draw picture after picture of Adam in every possible sexual pose he
could imagine over the next 2 hours, making occasional checks of the
child's bed for wetness. He went into the bathroom and found the boy's
shirt and trousers, socks and underpants lying on the floor. Picking
them all up and returning to the bedroom he decided to turn in at
2:15am, a little drunk, but not too drunk to jerk off to an explosive
climax as he thought of his delicious little friend in the next bed,
his little-boy underpants engulfing his own enraged penis, bursting
his globs of semen forth into the virgin-touched "Fruit-Of-The_Loom"s,
trying not to make so much noise that it would wake the boy (too
much).



Despite his late retiring, David managed to crack an eye before Adam
stirred the next morning, and carefully he crept out of bed and felt
for wetness on the youth bed...and he almost cried out when he
discovered that the bed was not just damp, but saturated! Delicately
he left the bedroom and made his way to the kitchen and started coffee
and a breakfast for two of eggs and bacon, taking a moment to turn on
the early morning news on the TV, just loud enough to eventually wake
the sleepy boy.



As Adam woke up his lively spirits quickly sank as he felt the soaking
wet bed beneath him. What he had so hoped (and prayed) for had not
happened. He had wet the bed the very first night. What would David
think of him?!? He noticed that David was up and smelled breakfast
cooking. He was afraid to get out of the bed yet afraid to remain in
it. After a minute he decided he might be able to sneak into a dry
pair of pajamas and somehow fake the wet bed if he could get to the
bathroom and get a glass of water and "accidentally" spill it on the
bed. He went for it, but just as he was standing naked in front of the
dresser looking for a dry pair of PJs David walked in, feigning
ignorance, calling the boy to breakfast. David was as surprised to see
Adam naked at the dresser as Adam was. The boy had not yet made any
attempt to cover his "accident" and it was easy for them both to see
what had happened. David looked at the soaked bed and then grabbed the
wet pajamas from the floor. With a stern voice he said directly "I
guess you better take a shower while I clean up in here." Adam
understood, tears welling up, and walked directly out of the room to
the bathroom and took a shower. In the meantime David was torn between
masturbating and cleaning up. He had anticipated a possible bedwetting
while the boy was in his care and knew the mattress he had bought was
waterproof, but he wasn't about to let the boy know...not yet...



As Adam showered his body he cried softly. As he washed his little
penis he thought of the previous night and what fun they had had. Now
he wondered if he would ever have fun with David again. Finishing up
he dried himself off and walked back into the bedroom with just a
towel around his waist. David was sitting on Adam's freshly made bed,
looking less friendly than usual. Adam hung his head low, expecting
the worst. With a solemn gesture David pulled the boy's chin up and
looked him square in the eye and said "If you can tell me face to face
that this was a very unlikely accident, I might be inclined to believe
you. But if you can't, say so now or our relationship is over!"
David's words hurt Adam. He didn't quite know how to interpret his
voice or what it said, but after a slight pause he understood and
admitted he had a bedwetting problem; hoping for understanding,
anticipating the worst.



David shook his head slowly as he thought, then said "Well, your
mother might be happy cleaning up after you but I don't think I can
handle it. I guess I'm going to have to take you home and forget about
any more overnight stays..." Adam began crying softly, begging for
mercy. But David continued "... unless you're willing to wear
protection at night." Adam asked "Wh..what kind of protection?" David
replied "Well what do you think? Diapers and rubber pants, of course!
If you're willing to wear diapers I think we can work everything out
just as we planed it, and I do want you to stay. You know that."



Adam blushed all over as he listened to David. Shivering a little and
with quivering voice he said "Will you promise not to tell anyone else
about the diapers?" David assured him he would take every effort not
to embarrass the boy by telling anyone he wore diapers and with that
they shook hands on the deal. Yet Adam was still crying from his shame
so David took the boy into his arms, letting the towel drop to the
floor, and hugged and kissed him, making him feel much better in a
short time. David picked up the towel and wiped away the boy's tears
and then in good natured fun rough-dried his hair and body to get a
smile back into him. Soon Adam was himself again, with his impish
smile glowing as David ran the towel over the boy's genitals. That
smile was indicative of the erection he had just acquired, much to
David's amusement. He continued carefully drying these special parts
saying "My, don't you get excited easily!" followed by a little
giggle. Adam replied "Mommy calls it my 'little monkey' and says it
means it'll make some woman real happy when I grow up, whatever that
means...but only if I stop wetting my bed..."



David continued his redundant drying of that "little monkey" saying
"Adam, if you really want to learn to stop wetting your bed and are
willing to try some experiments and exercises, even though they might
be a little embarrassing or uncomfortable, I think I can help get you
staying dry." With more tears on the verge of spilling Adam replied
"I'll do ANYTHING if it might help...as long as it doesn't hurt too
much. What kinds of things?" David replied "Well, I'll do a little
research and see what we can come up with. First of all I think I
should take a close look at your 'little monkey'. Do you mind?" The
boy smiled and lay back on the bed with his legs parted and said, with
some concern "Sure you can...do you think there's something wrong with
it?" Like a jeweler inspecting a fine gem, David examined Adam's stiff
little penis and scrotal sack. With mock concern he asked "Does this
hurt or feel good?" as he gently stroked the boys perfectly formed,
cleanly circumcised penis while softly fondling his balls. Adam
giggled, saying "That feels GOOD!". So David increased the speed of
his stroke to a masturbatory level and asked again, receiving the
same, but more emphatic reply. Like a good doctor David said "Well let
me know if starts to hurt or you want me to stop..." Adam thought to
himself "Boy, this is a neat treatment. I hope it doesn't work too
fast!" as he relaxed with his hands folded on the pillow behind his
head. David continued his stroking, trying several approaches and
tempi as Adam became more and more excited. Eventually Adam squeaked
out "Oh, oh, I think something's happening! It hurts - no it feels
GOOD! Eeeeee!" as David stroked the boy to his first, but totally dry,
orgasm. When he sensed it was over he stroked the boys head, bent down
and gave him a kiss and said "No, I think your penis is working just
fine. The problem might be somewhere inside. I'll read about it and
see what we can find. Now I want to get you dressed because you have
to be at the "Y" soon and I have to go to work.", and with that he
pulled out some underpants, socks, a T-shirt and a pair of shorts and
dressed his little companion, fed him breakfast, and dropped him off
at the "Y".



All day long Adam kept thinking about the fun exercise David had given
his "little monkey" that morning and couldn't wait for another one.
All day long David thought up new ways of "exercising that little
monkey"... At 3pm it was time to pick the boy up. Adam ran to David
with a big smile and put his arm around the man's waist as the walked
out of the "Y". Once in the car David said, in a slightly somber way,
"I guess you know what we have to do now..." Adam replied hesitantly
"ummm...no, what do we have to do?" David answered in almost a whisper
"We have to get you some diapers, remember?" Adam blushed as he
remembered his promise, but tried to argue "but maybe the exercise we
did this morning cured me! Maybe if we do some more I won't need
diapers!" David replied "Now be realistic, Adam. If these exercises
work, it may take quite some time. No exercise works after one try,
and most take many, many tries. Now are you going to give me a hard
time about the diapers?" Adam realized he had no choice and
reluctantly said "No. Were do we go to get them?" David had done some
phoning around and had found a surgical supply store that stocked
heavy cloth youth diapers and plastic panties which the sales clerk
highly recommended for a chronic bedwetting child of Adam's age. So
off the drove to get the boy outfitted. When they arrived Adam got
cold feet. He gently pleaded not to have to go in the rather
forbidding looking building, but David assured him that this was were
everyone with his kind of problem went for diapers and that they were
expecting them. So nervously they both entered the large store,
passing by wheelchairs, portable toilets, crutches and many things too
odd to describe. Finally they approached the counter and a middle aged
woman with a white coat on came to them and asked what she could do
for them. David recognized her voice from the phone call and explained
that this was the boy with "the problem". With a familiar smile she
sized him up and took them to an area that had all sorts of rubber
sheets, disposable "adult diapers" (something Adam had never imagined
they made), and plastic pants. She got a cloth measure and ran it once
around his waist and to the boy's surprise she ran it from his
bellybutton right through his legs and up to the small of his back
while going over the details of the boy's wetting pattern with David.
They quickly agreed he needed the "best" cloth youth diaper they had
to offer and she pulled one out of a package and held it up for them
to examine. It was thick and very soft. The woman assured them both
that this was a very popular item and that it would keep the child dry
all night without his needing to be changed in the middle of the night
as would probably be necessary with disposables. David asked for 6 of
them. Then they were shown some pull-up plastic pants that were full
in the crotch and were told that these fit very well over the
excellent diapers they had selected. David took 3 pairs. Adam remained
speechless throughout, too embarrassed and entranced with the idea of
wearing these things to make any comment. The bill came to just over
$100 (including some complimentary diaper pins), which did catch
Adam's ear. He thought to himself "One HUNDRED DOLLARS! Boy this
bedwetting problem is expensive!" He felt a flush of shame at making
David pay so much to keep him dry, but felt a sense of being loved as
well. At home he was usually spanked and shamed for bedwetting.
Diapers may be embarrassing but they were better than being whipped...
Finally, with purchase in hand, they headed first to the pharmacy
where David bought some assorted baby powders, oils and wipes, and
then home.



Once they got home David began preparing supper while Adam looked over
the purchases they had made. He actually liked the feel of the thick,
soft diapers and the smell of the plastic pants and baby powder. As
they ate David asked the boy bluntly "Are you anxious to try them on?"
And Adam responded without thinking "Sure!" (but then had second
thoughts) "Well, maybe a little..." David then told him that he had
done some reading on the subject of bedwetting and said he had found
another exercise that might help if Adam was interested in trying it
out. As the boy excitedly said "Yes!" he was cautioned that it might
be a bit uncomfortable and embarrassing at first but as long as he
relaxed it should not be bad. Adam was curious enough to agree to
anything at this stage and after they ate and washed the dishes David
took the boy into the bedroom and undressed him completely, the
apprehension causing them both to become erect before the underpants
came off the boy.



David opened a desk drawer and removed a jar of Vasoline and a pair of
latex gloves and put them on. Then he got the baby wipes ready. He got
on his bed and told Adam to climb up over him with his rear end
sticking up toward David's face. Adam was a little uncomfortable with
this but did it without complaint. David took one of the baby-scented
wipes out and cleaned the boys bottom carefully which got a little
giggle out of him. Then he applied lots of Vasoline to one gloved
finger of the right hand and two fingers of the left. He told Adam
that for this exercise he had to try his best to relax his bottom;
otherwise it would be uncomfortable. Gently David rubbed the little
brown ring around the child's anus and when he felt the time was right
he slipped his finger in up to the first joint and held it there and
asked if it hurt. The boy said "A little bit..." With coaxing for
relaxation David was soon able to get the finger all the way inside
the boy's rectum. Then he began sliding it in and out, in and out
while whispering sweet nothings in Adam's ear. He kept it up a while
and then said "How about if I combine this exercise with the one we
did this morning?" Adam shook his head up and down in approval, and
with the Vasoline covered fingers of his left hand David began
masturbating the boy with sensuous vigor while continuing to massage
his rose bud. David's lust was at a peak as he stimulated the child to
a wild frenzy, but regained enough composure to bring it to a close
after several minutes.



They both were exhausted and fell back on the bed. After a moments
composure David exclaimed "I think a good bath would be appropriate
about now, don't you? Will you join me?" Adam was slightly shocked by
the suggestion and queried "You mean the two of us, together?" David
shook his head affirmatively and Adam smiled his most impish grin as
he watched his wonderful friend undress, revealing the adult erection
and hair he had not seen before. When he was as naked as the child
they grasped hands, walked to the bathroom and filled the tub. They
climbed in together, Adam in David's lap. As David lathered his
"little lovely's" body they talked about the day's events and what the
future would bring. David washed the boy's hair, telling him that if
they continued to work on the exercises he might be dry in "a few
months"; Adam shivered at the thought... When Adam was clean David had
him turn around and do the same to him. He felt so close to orgasm as
the boy washed him, including his enraged penis, much to the child's
animated amusement, that he had to force a pause now and then.
Eventually they climbed out of the tub, dried each other off and
brushed their teeth together in front of the full length mirror, both
penises and minds in sync.



By the time they returned to the bedroom it was almost 9PM. David
looked at the boy and said "Well, it's time...", and started laying
out the diapers and sundry items on his big bed as the boy watched in
blushing anticipation. When David had everything laid out he took the
boy's hand and helped him onto the bed, gently spreading his legs,
admiring the staying power of his pre-teen penile prowess. First came
the baby oil; he spread it all over the child's shivering loins, the
coldness sending unknown shivers up Adam's spine as the initial baby
odor ascended to his nose, filling the air and his mind as David
lavished his genitals with the fragrant anointment. This he followed
with some baby lotion, massaging it deeply into his loins, thighs and
belly, tickling the youngster almost to a pissing frenzy. Finally he
powdered the thick, 7-ply cotton diaper and guided Adam in lifting
his bottom, then resting it squarely in place. With a sigh, David
brought the diaper up, finally hiding the delicious boy's stiffy under
the many absorbent layers. The plastic panties were last to come up
Adam's legs, covering the diapers completely and securely.



David asked "How does it feel?"  Adam replied "It feels kinda...big,
but it's soft. I guess it feels pretty good. I hope it keeps me dry."
David took this opportunity to ask Adam just how often he actually
wets the bed and with reluctance the boy said "I can hardly remember
the times I've woken up dry..."; and with this David felt suddenly
filled with warmth. He barely whispered "With a little fun and work we
will watch the shape of things to come." Pulling pajamas out he
dressed the well-diapered boy, and for the next hour they watched TV
together. Eventually David felt a little sleepy and looked over at
Adam and saw him deep asleep, so he gently picked the boy up and put
him in David's big bed and slipped in beside him. Before turning out
the light he had to feel the boy's diaper - there was some moisture
there but he couldn't tell if he was wet yet. He was still so aroused
that he could not resist taking the pair of Adam's underpants from the
floor and engulfing his throbbing member, masturbating to a gut-
churning orgasm as the boy slept deeply beside him. After cleaning the
jism from his aching penis with the pants he tossed them back to the
floor and drifted off to his own erotic sleep...



The next morning David woke first and sneaked a feel under Adam's
diapers. They were quite soaked, but feeling under his bottom he found
everything nice and dry. He gently woke the boy who went through the
same motions and then smiled up at David exclaiming "Oh, David!, It
worked, didn't it? Your bed is dry but my diaper is soaked - and it
feels pretty comfortable even so. I wish Mommy had let me wear diapers
all along!" The man replied "If you want, I can talk to her and see if
she would be willing to keep you in diapers at home, too." Adam
replied "I don't know...I'll probably get laughed at and called
'BABY'..." "I think I can convince your mother to keep the kidding to
a minimum. After all, most of your friends already know your a
bedwetter, don't they?" The boy hung his head "Yea, and they tease me.
I guess diapers can't make things much worse much, and they sure are
more comfortable than sleeping in a cold, wet bed and getting the belt
across my butt. Ok, will you talk to her about it?" "I will, and I'll
even offer to pay for some more diapers for you to use at home. But
the exercises we do here should be a private matter between us. Your
mother might not understand. OK?" "Oh, don't worry! I know Mommy
wouldn't want to know about those. There "personal", right?" David
smiled and said "Yes, Adam, they are VERY personal, just between you
and me; but if or when they start helping the problem won't Mommy be
happy?" Adam grinned wide and said "She sure will be. Can we do some
more this morning?" David said "No, I'll get this diaper off you and
we can take a shower together, but then it's off to the "Y" for you
and work for me." Standing the boy on the bed, David, with great
languor, removed the boy's plastic panties and unpinned the soggy
diaper, slipping it from between his tender white thighs. He tossed
the wet thing into the hamper and they went to the bathroom and
showered together in another erotic exchange of latherings. Then it
was time for breakfast and off to the day's activities.



During the course of the day David took the time to phone Adam's
mother and report that they were having a wonderful time, remarking on
how sweet a child he was, much to her surprise. "Are we talking about
the same kid, here. The kid that can't sit still for a minute, the kid
that pisses in his bed every night, who fights with his friends and
gets into all kinds of trouble?" David replied "Yes, that same boy,
but I think I've reached him in a way that would have been difficult
from within his normal family structure. He's really acting very well.
And about the bedwetting: I've found that he actually would prefer to
wear a diaper to bed than to have to deal with all those punishments,
as long as people don't make too much fun of it. He tried them last
night and wants to keep wearing them if it's OK with you?" The woman
was silent for a moment, then burst into a laugh "He WANTS to wear
diapers? All this time I was on the verge of threatening him with
diapers but thought it would be too severe. No you tell me he WANTS to
wear them. Well, if that's the case I'd be GLAD to diaper him as long
as he needs it. But where do I get diapers to fit a boy his age?"
David replied "I'll take care of the diapers if you just keep the
necessary powder and wipes available...and remember: no teasing him.
If you treat the problem with dignity he'll probably start acting much
more appropriately. And in the meantime I'll do all I can to help him
to learn to stay dry." She sighed "Oh David, your a wonderful man. How
can I ever thank you enough..." "Letting me help your son is all the
thanks that are necessary. Well, we'll be seeing you in a couple days,
and I'll have the diapers and plastic pants for him then. You keep him
diapered during the week and I'll work with him on learning to stay
dry on the weekends. See you soon."



He sat back in his chair thinking up more "exercises" to try tonight.
It wasn't hard...as he gently stroked his cock under his desk, his
mind lost in fantasy...



After David picked Adam up from the "Y" he took him to for a surprise
trip to a nearby amusement park and treated him to lots of exciting
rides, food and great fun. As it started to get dark they wrapped the
day up and headed home. Adam was tired but very contented, feeling the
generous warm glow of David's loving kindness. He had never known
anyone as nice as David and hoped he'd never loose him as a friend.



When they arrived home it was nearly bedtime. They both went to the
bedroom and undressed as Adam asked excitedly "What exercises will we
do tonight?" When they were both naked David said "Let's take a bath
and I'll tell you about what I have planned." As they enjoyed the
pleasures of mutual bathing David said "Well, our first exercise
involved strengthening your penis by stroking it, and you liked that
one, didn't you?" "I sure did!" "And then we used a gentle rectal
massage to activate those internal glands, which was a little
uncomfortable probably, but once you relaxed it seemed to be ok,
right?" "Yea, it was pretty neat once I got used to it." "And then we
combined that with the penis exercise which seemed to go pretty well."
"I liked that the BEST! It was really GREAT! So what's next?" he
chirped excitedly. "Well, let's finish our bath and get ready for bed
and I'll show you how we can combine all those with another one I
really think you'll like" he said as he slid his soapy hands all over
the child's trembling, excited body, making sure that little penis was
as hard as it could be (as well as his own, which Adam fully enjoyed
washing as well). Soon they were dried off and back on the bed
together. David got out one latex glove and the Vasoline and set up a
lot of pillows at the head of the bed and lay back on them. He had
Adam straddle his chest. As he inserted his finger into the boy's
rectum, gently relaxing him, he told him that he had read about a
special machine to help bedwetters that involved placing a rubber tube
over the penis that created a variable suction effect. He said the
drawbacks were that the machine had to be used several times a day,
had to be monitored by someone else to prevent injury an cost about
$500. Adam said "Eecks! I don't like that idea at all!". David replied
"Well, if you'll let me, I think I can produce the same effect myself,
along with the stroking and massaging exercises, all in one. Are you
willing to give it try?" Adam grinned and said "Sure! Do it" David
cautioned "Now if this hurts or makes you feel bad stop me, OK?" "OK!"



David brought Adam up so his penis was now in front of his mouth.
Continuing the anal massage he said almost in a whisper "Here goes..."
and with that he engulfed the virgin erection into his mouth and began
gently sucking on it with a stroking action applied by the light touch
of his teeth. Adam let out a soft groan and David withdrew, asking
"Does that hurt? I'll stop if you don't like it." Adam cried "NO! It
feels wonderful! Do it! Do it!" It was David's clue to go for it and
soon they were engaged in heavy erotic throws of ecstasy, rocking back
and forth on the bed, moaning and groaning in glorious excitation. And
eventually David felt those jerks and twinges in the child's body that
told him the boy had had another orgasm and sighed only in that there
was no love juice for him to drink - that would take another year or
two. Then David took the boy off him and they lay beside each other on
the bed and he asked the child if he thought the exercise was worth
trying and if he would like to repeat it again tomorrow. Exhausted,
Adam moaned "That was the best exercise in the WHOLE WORLD! I wish we
could do that one every day!" David cautioned him that he had to
remember these were exercises that only the two of them could do - he
wasn't to talk about them or try them with anyone else, and the boy
said he understood. In Adam's afterglow, David lay beside him, his
left arm around the boys shoulders, his right hand gently stroking his
aching penis. Soon Adam noticed this and said "I wish you were a
bedwetter, too, so I could give you the same kind of exercises you
give me. You can't imagine how good they feel!" Ahhh, David felt a
shiver up his spine and replied "well...we could always PRETEND I
still wet me bed, if you really want to..." Adam jumped up on his
knees and said "OK, let's pretend. Which one should I do?" David said
"Why don't you do the one with the mouth. But you should know that
because I'm a grownup there will be some white stuff that will come
out of my penis. It's nothing to be afraid of. In fact it's all
protein and is really good for you, so don't be afraid about
swallowing it." Adam said "OK. Let's go." He lowered his mouth the
man's considerably larger penis (although it was no "Dillinger" by any
means) and did his best to take it into his mouth. It felt a lot
bigger in there than he had expected but he persevered and was soon
giving David an excellent felatio. It did not take long for the boy to
bring the man to the point of ejaculation and when it did occur David
used every muscle in his body to shoot a tremendous load into the
little boy's mouth and all over his face and chest, catching the
youngster by surprise. But he quickly began licking it up and
swallowing the nourishing protein as he squeezed every last drop from
David's loins.



After a brief pause Adam looked up and asked meekly "Did I do it
right?" David pulled him close to him and kissed his wet face several
times assuring him he was a fine "exerciser" in every way. Then with a
baby wipe he cleaned the remaining semen off both their bodies and had
Adam get into diapering position, which he gladly did. When at last
the plastic panties were in place the were both ready for sleep and
the light went out.



The next day was Sunday, their last day together for this week. It was
rainy and after getting Adam's once again soaking wet diaper off him
and properly bathed, they spent the day mostly playing with David's
computer. Adam watched as David drew several pictures of the boy. Then
he showed him some other pictures that excited the boy even more. As
the time approached for David to return the boy home to his mother
Adam asked if they could have one more exercise period. David could
not resist and this time they gave each other the same exercise they
had done the night before, simultaneously. It was the most rewarding
experience of all.



As Adam packed up his clothes and new set of diapers and plastic
panties he felt he just couldn't wait until next weekend, nor could
David. When David dropped him off at his house he showed his mother
his diapers and then told Adam to be a good boy and he would be by to
pick him up on Friday. With a hug and a kiss David left the boy with
his mother who was to soon notice a great change for the better in her
son's behaviour as well as a certain sense of entertainment in
diapering him at night. David left knowing this had been the start of
a great relationship...and it had only just begun...

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