Diaper Play - the Beginning and the Night of Great Discovery

Soon after I began having wet ejaculations- precum and semen, I began looking for a way to control the mess. At my age, I was still too young to buy condoms, at least without the store clerks giving me funny looks; yet, I was old enough to become creative with manufacturing my own semen catching devises. At 13, most boys are only concerned with achieving release and the pleasure associated with it. They are willing to blow it anywhere, in their underpants, on their stomach, in their hands, spurting out the tip like a little fleshy volcano with white lava. I was different however; I disliked the sticky feeling of cooling semen touching my tip after squirting my cum. To summarize the way I used to masturbate. I would use a vibrating back massager and use the vibrations to massage the base of my penis until orgasm. This would result in me releasing sticky cum into the crotch area of my underwear. At this age I was still wearing cotton briefs so the white fabric would absorb my sticky fluids. I started off by wrapping my little dick in toilet paper and tissues. The only problem with this was that the toilet paper would become very hard when the semen dried. I would also get stuck to my pee hole as it continued to leak clear cum after my orgasm. My second attempt involved placing maxi pads inside my underwear. This method worked as long as I had access to my female cousin’s supply. I also had to make sure not to use too many at one time in order to hide my activity.

One lazy summer day, as I was lounging around the house, my baby cousin began crying in his bed. His mother immediately went to ger her diaper bag as she knew that this meant he was due for a diaper changing. This sparked an idea in my head. What if I was approaching this entire situation the wrong way? I thought to myself. Whit if, instead of trying to shield my underwear from semen, I replaced my underwear altogether, similarly to how a baby has their soiled diapers changed. I decided that my new idea was worth a shot.  I stayed up until 3 in the morning that night, until I was sure that the entire house was deep asleep. I got out of bed and tip toed down to the living room where I knew my aunt kept my cousin’s diaper bag. Using ninja-like stealth, I pulled back the main zipper and fumbled around in the bag until I felt a familiar crinkling, I pinched one of the soft paper-like wings and pulled out a diaper with cartoon characters on the front. I zipped up the bag and put everything back where it was before, then I grabbed the back massager from the couch as I made my way back to my room. Heart pounding, I silently slipped back into my room and closed the door. Thankfully, my family did not have an open-door policy. I made my way back to my bed, sitting on the edge, I undid my PJ’s and pulled off my underpants. The cool air greeted my pubescent dick, it was already starting to get hard from the anticipation of what was about to happen. I unfolded the little diaper and put it between my legs, like my aunt did to my cousin, I wrapped the wings around my waist until I was able to attach the sticky tabs to the front. The diaper was a tight fit, but it would still work. I shifted around in it, feeling the padding and hearing the crinkling sound as I moved my legs. The extra padding around my dick felt nice, it enveloped the sides with its cotton walls. As I walked to go plug in the back massager, the diaper rubbed against the underside of my gland and cradled my balls, it was making me so hard that it began to hurt. I got back to my bed, placed the massager on the base of my dick, and turned it on. The diaper and blankets I had muffled the sound of the motor. The sensations I felt were incredible. Not only did I feel the normal vibrations, I felt the comfort of knowing that I could fully release inside the diaper and not need to worry about the mess. The wonderful 3 am session lasted all of two minutes, I was so excited by the naughtiness of what I was doing, my toes curled, legs shot out straight, eyes crossed, and then I blasted about five ropes of semen into the diaper. I am not entirely sure of what happened next, but I remember feeling completely drained by the experience and then I literally fell asleep in the exact spot where I came. I awoke the next morning to the sound of birds outside and bright light pouring in through the windows. As I turned to look at my clock, I saw that it was 9 am. I had slept for almost seven hours. When I turned to my side, still in a daze from waking up, I could see that the back massager was still plugged into the wall outlet, my white underwear and PJs were still in the middle of the floor, and- thankfully-  my door was still shut. Everything was how I had left it after I had cum except I felt a certain warmness in the diaper, a warmness that was certainly not only cum. It felt heavy. I thought “there is no way this was what I think it is”, as I reached down to undo the adhesive tabs, the entire front of the diaper fell away from my body. A rush of cool air chilled my exposed damp crotch, I had goose bumps. The entire inside of the diaper was flooded with yellow, small chunks of white semen stuck to the area that was right above my tip. The few pubic hairs I had were matted down to my body and also had bits of semen stuck to it. I realized that I had just peed myself in my sleep, just like my baby cousin. How could this happen!? I thought to myself. Then I remembered, my usual ritual is to go pee a few minutes after touching myself, this is because the stimulation makes my bladder think it needs to release. I hadn’t urinated before or after I had cum last night, at least not in the toilet. The high amount of stimulation must have made me release my bladder in my pants, thankfully, I was wearing the diaper, so it did not soak the sheets. As I was thinking about my situation, my dick began to get hard again. I decided that another session couldn’t hurt at this point, so I vibrated myself to another release. As I pulled back the diaper for the second time, I could see that my white sperm was sitting on top of the piss covered cloth crotch, a small clear stream of slipperiness was leaking from my pee hole. I folded the diaper up, just as my aunt did, and threw it into the diaper genie in my cousins’ room. This was too good to experience just once, I needed it again. That afternoon, I volunteered to walk down to the local store to buy my cousin more diapers. My aunt appreciated it very much and even gave me some money to buy myself some snacks, she thought nothing of it. I concocted my plan as I made my way down to the store, the owner was an older lady named Mrs. B, she had known our family since my parents were my age. My plan was to ask Mrs. B for more diapers for my cousin, I would also ask her for diapers in the next few sizes up so that when he grew, we would be prepared with diapers for him. Obviously, the plan had its holes but at the time it was the best explanation a horny 13-year-old could come up with. As I walked into Mrs. B’s store, the diaper section immediately caught my eye, I picked up a size 4 for my cousin and a size 6 for myself. As I explained my thinking to her, she gave me a smile and said “right, good thinking” I now wonder if she really knew what was going on. I snuck back to our house and hid the size 6 diapers in a box in my closet and then gave my aunt the size 4s for my cousin. I couldn’t wait for that night. As night fell and the entire household went to sleep, I enacted my plan. I locked my bedroom door and removed my precious package from the closet. As I tore open the bag,  my nose was greeted by the semi-sweet scent of the new diapers. I removed my underwear and put on the diaper, this size fit much better than the previous night, my balls and dick were less constrained. I shifted around for a little bit to get accustom to the feeling. The feeling was even better than the night before as my dick was able to slide back and forth between the cloth liner and my body. Feeling like trying something new. I bundled up a pile of blankets and pillows and mounted it with my diapered penis on the top. I pushed my hips into the pile and felt the pleasure of having my body press my dick into the diapers padding. Up and down, up and down, I thrust my hips into the pile. Everything about the experience was complete bliss, I was nice and clean from the shower, my room was cool and air conditioned, and I had a soft diaper swaddling my sweaty developing genitals. Simply stated, I was in masturbation heaven. As I thrust into the mountain of bedding, another dirty thought crossed my mind. What if I peed in the diaper again, except this time, on purpose? I turned over, laid back, and spread my legs in the froggy position. As I closed my eyes, I tried to focus on releasing my urine, it was much harder than I thought. I spent about 10 minutes focusing on trying to pee, finally, I pulled up my white t-shirt and began to rub my belly. This rubbing combined with concentrated breathing and closing my eyes finally allowed my bladder to relax. I could feel the pressure draining through my penis. Like a big ball inside my tummy was slowly deflating. Sheerrrrrr… went the sound of the piss into the padded crotch. A familiar warmth completely enveloped my pubescent manhood, I could feel the stream start to flow into my butt crack. The clean medical sent of the wetting diaper filled the air. As I let out the last remaining drops, I opened my eyes to inspect the now completely soiled diaper. The crotch was totally bulging, partially from my four-inch erection but mostly from having absorbed about two cups of hot teenage pee. The bulge went all the way from the front of my penis to the rear of the diaper near the small of my back. As I shifted around, I could feel the juices secreting from the padded lining. This was by far, the naughtiest thing I had ever done in my young life. Feeling the need, now more than ever, I pulled away the adhesive tabs to drop the front of the decimated diaper. The front part fell away from my body with some weight. I felt as if I were hatching out of an egg. As expected, the interior was completely stained a light tint of yellow, it was darker where my mushroom head had been resting. The cool night air made my naked skin tingle as my horny member stood straight up to attention. Literally feeling quite drained, I laid down on my back. I felt like a little baby getting its diaper changed after a soiling. I brought my knees to my chest to let my teenage asshole get some cool air, I spread my cheeks and basked in the vulnerable position. Reaching down with my right arm, I poked the entrance to my virgin anus with my pointer finger. Starting from the fingertip, then to the nail, then to the knuckle, my tiny finger explored my hole. As my little finger wiggled around in my tight wet hole, my left hand formed a ring between my thumb and pointer finger. I wrapped it around the base of my penis and stroked up and down, making sure to go all the to the top of my tip. Over the course of the next two and a half hours, I explored almost every conceivable form of hand to genital stimulation, using one hand, two hands, fingers in butt, thumbs, weak arm stroking, you name it, I tried them all. Finally, as I was experimenting with inserting my middle finger into my ass and shaking my dick up and down, it happened… Hot white goo erupted from my tip, it shot over my head. It ran down my hand and onto my hairless balls. Some of it landed on my stomach, some on the sheets, the remainder into the yellowed diaper. I could feel my anal mussels’ contract around my little finger, I loved the “full” feeling my finger gave me. My left arm moved up and down in sets of three… pump pump pump stop…. Pump pump pump stop. Semen was everywhere… feeling like I had just climbed mount Everest, I decided that clean-up was a job best left for the next day. I fell asleep at 4 in the morning laying back naked in an open diaper full of piss and cum, legs spread-eagle, and teen penis slowly dripping with clear after-cum.

Goodnight and happy strokes, Qwick