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My next year passed rapidly and we boys were more excited about getting to go visit Aunt Ruth at our grandparents farm than any thing else we had to do. This included school for sure. Billy was going to be seventeen, Roger would be thirteen, Steven was to hit eleven and I would be sixteen. Sally, our babysitter from the next farm down was now sweet sixteen like me.
Just before Christmas of 1998 my grandfather died of a stroke and grandmother was unable to live alone so she gave the farm to Aunt Ruth to manage and live on until grandmother herself would die. She went to Shady Oaks to live in a room with another elderly lady.
School is out and all of us are able to return to the farm. Our stated reason for going was to help with chores and get out of the city but our real reason was to be Sally and Aunt Ruth's charges again.
I was the first to arrive because I was now a licensed driver and my old heap would make the four-hour drive easily. Billy and Roger had to fly in so I got the job of picking them up at the airport. The airport was small and about twenty-five miles from the farm. Aunt Ruth and Steven only had to walk to the front door since they now lived there. At the airport Billy and Roger saw me at the gate and we happily made our way to the parking lot by way of the concession stands and Mc Arches place. About thirty - five minutes later we were pulling up at the farm just in time to see Aunt Ruth taking in the last of her laundry. We were so happy we didn't even care about the rain.
The time was mid-afternoon now so we decided to go down to the pond for a swim and to plan our summer and relax after all the travel. Supper was to be at six so we had to be in no hurry. Aunt Ruth phoned Sally and she came running over to the pond and met us there. She and Aunt Ruth spent a lot of time laughing and talking as we swam and played in the water. After about an hour we all walked back together to the main house and went upstairs to get ready for supper. We were all amazed by what we saw. Our closets were hung with clothes and stuff we didn't recognize.
Up till now no one had mentioned diapers but when Billy went to his drawer in the dresser all he found was diapers. He then looked in my drawer and saw more diapers and plastic panties. We were in heaven!
This year Billy and I were roommates and Roger and Steven were together. This gave us more privacy and room. We looked about the room for our clothes to wear to supper and Sally came in telling us it was time to get us into our diapers. I was ready and volunteered to be first. It felt so good to be diapered by her and feel her hands around my penis. First came the baby oil and then the J&J baby powder and then the bulk of the soft diaper between my legs. I immediately wet my first diaper before it could even be pinned on me. Sally reached over and kissed me and said that we were going to enjoy being babies this summer.
This year Sally and Aunt Ruth had decided that we would wear tee shirts and booties with our diapers. Sally had made booties for each of us out of bulky knit white cotton socks secured by a ribbon that had been threaded through around the ankle. The completed look was very babyish. The booties got dirty quickly but we liked them.
At supper we found yet more changes. Each boy was shown to his high chair and his bib put on him. Our glasses were gone and in their places were our new baby bottles.
Sally and Aunt Ruth enjoyed the new babies and their care. After supper and some free time outside on the lawn it was "beddy-bye time" for all babies. At night we were put into plastic panties to keep our wet diapers from soaking the beds.
We also got to wear the plastic panties when we were dressed to go to town. This was certainly a turn on for going into town. In order to keep down the level of attention we received we wore shorts over our diapers and plastic panties and sandals instead of the usual booties on our feet. The appliqu‚d animals on our clothes did not make us look fierce. I am sure our babyishness came out enough to tip off any alert AB or DL.
Sally loved check our diapers often in public for wetness with her finger into the crotch of the diapers the boy expected to be wet was wearing. Once a teen girl at Mc Arches saw her check me and thought she was coming on to me. She didn't know of my diapered state until I was led out and Sally said loud enough for her to hear that my diapers were wet I had to be changed. What an expression that put on the teen's face.
We loved these kinds of experiences because they were fun and we would never see any of these people again. It was also fun to go over them again on the way home or later that evening.
We didn't let the movie theater people know of our diapers until late in the summer when there was nothing we wanted to see. They didn't want us to come in and leak on the seats. We tried to explain the diapers and plastic panties prevented it but they would not listen. So the last time we went in we wore no panties and just peed our diapers in the seats. When it came time to leave Sally gave each of us shorts with plastic panties inside that kept the shorts dry from the wet diapers under them. They never knew we were wet. I wonder how long before they discovered the wet seats and floors.
Aunt Ruth loved a good plan too and delighted in taking us into unexpected places to use the rest rooms. Dress shops were her favorite and I seemed to be her favorite baby to need changing. She would enter with me in tow and ask if the shop had any facilities she could use in which to change her baby's diapers. Some times they would refer her to the ladies room and some would say they had no facilities at all. These she loved. This would say, "Now really, you have no place where I can change my little one's diapers? Certainly I could use that couch over there?" The clerk would always weaken and she would lead me over to the couch and proceed to unsnap my shorts and unpin my diapers. She would keep talking telling the clerk how much she appreciated her kindness toward her baby. The clerks would usually just be standing there with their mouths open watching a sixteen-year-old boy getting his diapers changed.
Some how it seemed to never dawn on them that I was the baby Aunt Ruth was asking to change in the first place. Once she actually asked the clerk to help her with my change by holding my diaper pins for her. The clerk's embarrassment was acute and classic. The clerks always had a bird's eye view of my hairless baby bottom. Aunt Ruth would say, "Isn't he just the cutest thing?" We really enjoyed those clerks.
Aunt Ruth also had a thing for service stations too. She would stop and ask for the key to the men's room and almost invariably question would be raised as to why not the ladies room. She would then explain she had four boy babies who needed diaper changes. Hence the need for the men's room. The clerk would then always give her the lady's room key and tell her that it was okay to take babies into the lady's room for changing. Aunt Ruth never told the clerks the ages of her babies. We like the big stations that had several keys to hand out.
Once a mother and pre-teen daughter came in just as Billy's diapers were going under his rear. The lady said, "Oh pardon me. We have the wrong room." Moments later she returned and I was being changed then. Her daughter was really interested. "How old is that baby you are putting those diapers on?" "Sixteen," Aunt Ruth replied. The girl was stunned and I looked at her and said, "goo-goo!" We thought that she was going to wet her pants right then and there. Her mother took her into a stall quickly and very soon the both left and we had a good laugh.
I remember many diaper changes that summer but the most memorable ones came when I was alone with Sally. Sometimes she would unpin my diapers there on the changing table and then take off her shirt or blouse so I could have a "little titty." I would try to nurse her but she did indeed have a "little titty." Some times she would lift her skirts and put my hand between her legs and have me "do her jollies."
I asked her once if she had ever done the big "it" with a boy and she said that she had not. I even asked her if she would do "it" with me and she gave me a non- committal answer. She was non-committal until Aunt Ruth and everyone else had gone to town and only we were left. She came up to me and asked me if I would like to make love to her. She didn't have to ask twice. Off came her clothes and my diapers and we went at it. All was going well until I peed on her tummy. She didn't mind and reached down and put me inside her. We both climaxed and just lay side by side on the floor. She got up and cleaned up and I just peed again involuntarily.
I now really needed my diapers. Sally cleaned me up and pinned thick diapers on me and even changed my booties that had gotten wet in the past few minutes when my diapers were off. I was starting to think Sally would make a great wife.
We went into the kitchen and made sugar cookies for the gang's return from town. Every now and then she would pat my butt and kiss me. She was feeling the love-bug's bite just like me.
Soon Aunt Ruth and the boys were back and Sally and I were treated to stories of their exploits of the afternoon. Sally and I said nothing of ours. They had gone to a Friendly's Ice Cream shop and Roger had done a boss number two. His diapers put up a noble effort to contain it all but failed. The smelly leakage marked the floor from where they were sitting to the door of the rest room. Fortunately Aunt Ruth had the diaper bag with her. Roger was changed and when he and Aunt Ruth returned to the table Billy and some of the other patrons gave she and Roger a round of applause.
Our potty training was moved up a little because of Roger but we still had about three weeks to romp before school would start again. Again we were all back in control of bodily functions in just a few days.
Now wetting was done by permission only and we did a lot more swimming down at the pond. Sally now had a bathing suit looked for the entire world like a baby's romper. We would tease her telling her that we all wanted to romp with her. She took it all very graciously and did romp a few times with Billy and me but she said that she didn't do "it" with Billy - only me.
The day to go back home finally came and so all was put on hold until next summer.
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