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Adam's Big Brother
By Anonymous (address withheld)

***

A pedophile enjoys his role as a 'big brother' when he 
meets Adam a small twelve year old boy and takes him 
under his wing. (Mm, extreme-ped, adult/child, oral, 
anal, 1st-gay-expr)

***

Today was a big day for 12-year-old Adam Ellison. It 
was the first time he was going to stay over night at 
his recently-acquired 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 video game 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 
12 year old, just over 4 feet tall and only 65 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 
fiancé 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 behavior 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 120th 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 13th 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 "W-
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!" 

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." 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 $120 (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 
Vaseline 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 Vaseline 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 Vaseline 
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 moment's 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 bed-wetter, 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 Vaseline 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 bed-wetters 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 and 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 boy's 
shoulders, his right hand gently stroking his aching 
penis. Soon Adam noticed this and said "I wish you were 
a bed-wetter, 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 your 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 
they 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 behavior 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...

END

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.
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