Date: Wed, 12 Jun 2013 10:12:22 -0700 (PDT)
From: FoxBarking <foxbarking@yahoo.com>
Subject: High School Mistake Chapter 12

The same as always.  This story contains boys being humiliated by wearing
diapers, and other infantilistic tones.  The story is about
humiliation.Please don't read it if you don't want to or if you are not
supposed to.

Any feedback is welcome at foxbarking@yahoo.com


High School Mistake Chapter 12


Steve had been largely tormented by his younger brother for his entire
life.  Being the oldest of four boys, but the only one to never get out of
diapers was excrutiatingly humiliating.  As he sat there in the car with
Chris, watching him cutting up his underwear, he realized how bizarre his
situation actually was.  Jordan had made Steve destroy his underwear too,
but it was a much different situation than what Chris was going through.
Steve had never even had underwear until he was a teenager.  His parents
figured that he would never actually stop wetting himself so that it would
be a waste of money to even buy the underwear if Steve would never get out
of the diapers.

After Jordan forced Steve back into diapers, although Steve was totally
crushed, the adjustment back was not nearly as difficult as it could have
been.  His week of continence was book ended on both sides with excessive
humiliation.  He hated it, but when he quit expecting that he was going to
get out from under Jordan's thumb, it was easier to accept.  Steve felt bad
for Chris because there was no telling how the kid was handling the
situation.

Steve's incontinence was not a secret to anyone.  The teasing from school
mates was not too rough on him as he got older.  Most of his classmates
eventually got bored with the torment and as he entered high school there
were less pantzing, less horrible nicknames and less giggling behind his
back.

While Steve enjoyed being tormented so much less as he got older, Jordan
was not remotely happy about it.  Steve was always Jordan's favorite play
thing and Jordan wanted to keep him in that status for as long as possible.
To make sure that Steve did not develop a comfortable runt, Jordan started
inviting friends over to their house.  Jordan always forced Steve to sleep
in his diaper and no pajamas as this made it easier to humiliate him.  He
and his friends would wait until Steve was sleeping and do all sorts of
things to him.  Sometimes they would simply pull his blankets away from
him, waking him up.  Steve would get upset and sometimes cry, but this only
egged Jordan and his friends on even more.  They would often force him to
go back to sleep without blankets on him.  Sometimes they took him and
forced him out into the front yard in just his diaper and made him do
humiliating tasks in order to be allowed back in.

The most humiliating thing that Jordan ever forced Steve to do happened the
weekend following Jordan's successful re-diapering of his older brother.
Happy to be wearing underwear for the first time, Steve overcompensated and
spent a large amount of money on underwear.  He wanted to try on all
different kinds.  His underwear wardrobe consisted of simple things like
briefs and boxers, to more unconventional underwear like euro shorts and
thongs.  Steve had come home from the store with all of his new clothes and
made sure to try on everything while admiring himself in the mirror.  He
ended up liking the euro trunks the most.  The material was the complete
opposite of the diapers that he had been used to.  Diapers were of course
thick and bulky, and were able to be seen through any pants or shorts.  The
euros fit like a second skin and wearing them almost made Steve feel like
he was naked.

The first weekend after Steve was put back into diapers brought a few
surprises his way.  Jordan introduced him the block print diapers which
were to become his regular ware.  Wearing those printed diapers was much
worse than anything he had been put through before.  They acknowledged that
not only was he a bedwetter, but that he was always going to be a
bedwetting kid in his brothers eyes.

"I got a present for you, diaper boy," Jordan said as he walked into
Steve's room.  Jordan was never a knocker but Steve still jumped when his
younger brother barged into his room.  Steve had been wearing a t-shirt and
jogging shorts while sitting on his bed and doing homework.

"I don't want you in those clothes," Jordan said, his voice slightly
threatening. "Take 'em off."

"Come on, Jordan, I have homework to do," Steve complained.  "Can't
whatever you're doing wait until later?"  While he was saying it, Steve
knew that it was idiotic of him.  So before Jordan even had a chance to say
anything, Steve decided to comply.  He stripped off his shorts and his
shirt and just sat there on his bed in his diaper.

"Get that off to," Jordan demanded.  He crossed his arms and tapped his
foot impatiently.  Steve hurried and stripped his diaper off and stood
there naked next to his younger brother.

Jordan had a box with him.  While Steve stood naked in front of him, Jordan
opened up the box and reached it.  He pulled out an adult sized diaper with
block prints and Steve's jaw dropped as he saw it.  When he was younger and
having to share diapers with his younger brothers while they still wore
diapers, he would occasionally have to wear printed diapers.  Steve had
been quite happy when he grew too big to wear those sort of things.  The
diapers that Jordan had, though, were not something Steve would ever be
able to grow out of.

"I see you must like your new underpants here," Jordan laughed.  He tossed
one of the diapers over to Steve.  "Lay it out on the bed."

Steve did not hesitate and he unfolded the diaper and lay it on the bed.
When he turned back to his younger brother, Jordan must have noticed not
only the fear in his brother's eyes, but the huge question mark behind
them.

"Something you need to ask?" Jordan asked and Steve nodded.  "What?"

"Where did you find these?" Steve asked.

Jordan rolled his eyes.  "Come on, in today's age there's not really much
of anything you can't find on the internet if you spend a few minutes
looking for it.  I didn't know these existed but I was talking to a guy who
keeps his own brother in these diapers too.  He let me know how to get them
and I decided to make them your permanent brand now."

Steve rarely complained because he knew that when he did it only ended
badly for him.  However this current situation was more than he was able to
rationally process.  "Come on, Jordan, I can't wear something like that,"
Steve protested.  "Please don't do this to me!  Isn't it enough that you
got me wearing the diapers again."

Jordan did not say anything in response to Steve's minor tantrum.  He did
take his arms and fold them across his chest though.  He nodded his head
towards the diaper and Steve's resolve immediately gave way.  Making room
on the bed, Steve lay down on the printed diaper and started to put it on.

"No, I'm going to do it," Jordan ordered and walked over to the bed.

Steve was startled.  "Wha-why?" he asked, surprised.

"If you can't even get yourself to a point in life where you can stop
wetting the bed and get yourself out of diapers, I can't see how you are
mature enough to be diapering yourself.

Jordan's entire argument was invalid, but that was generally the way things
worked in their interactions.  Steve just put his arms to the side as
Jordan walked over to him.  Jordan took Steve's legs in his hands and
pulled them apart so to have room to pull the diaper on him.  However,
first he took a bottle of baby powder and poured it generously over his
older brother's crotch.  Jordan then forced Steve to lift his butt off the
bed so that he could cover the bottom of the diaper with powder as well.
After he let Steve's butt back down, he pulled the front of the diaper up
over his brother's crotch and taped the diaper in place.  When it was
securely fastened, Jordan let Steve get up.

"Okay, you better not put anything on other than the diaper," Jordan
ordered.  "You let me know when you need a change and I will take care of
it."  With that Jordan had left the room and Steve was left wondering why
he had gotten by so easily.

Later that evening, Steve had Jordan come in and change his diaper before
bed.  The block printed diapers had a lot more padding than his usual
diapers had and despite the fact that he did not want to wear diapers at
all, Steve found them to be very comfortable.  Jordan did nothing to
torment Steve before bed and he went to sleep with a lot of apprehension as
to what would be coming next.


Steve was woke up in the dark.  It took him more than a moment to get his
bearings but not because this was not a familiar happening.  Jordan always
brought his friends over to see his older brother sleeping in his diapers.
Steve was sure that this was the case but he had a lot of trouble shaking
the cobwebs out of his head and letting his eyes adjust to the dark in the
room.

"Oh my god, I can't believe it," a familiar voice that was not Jordan's
said.  "Why is he wearing printed diapers like a little baby?"

Jordan laughed.  "What else should someone his age who fucking pees the bed
every night wear?" he laughed.  "My parents had been letting him just wear
white ones but why should be be allowed to?"  Steve felt a hand pressing on
his damp diaper crotch.  "He's only been in bed for about 90 minutes and he
has already peed himself.  Have a feel!"

The friend laughed.  "I ain't grabbing the fag's wet diaper, that's gross,"
he responded.  Steve's head was clearing and he recognized the voice of the
friend as Jordan's buddy Jeff.  Jeff was not a regular visitor to their
house which was why it took a while for Steve to figure out who it was.

"Sit up, homo," Jordan ordered.  "Jeff go flip the light switch."  Jeff
walked away from them and turned the light on in the room.

The sudden light caused a deep sting in Steve's eyes and he shut them hard.
When he opened them, however, he found himself wishing that he had not.  He
was laying down on his bed in just his diaper.  The diaper was also a lot
wetter than he had thought and the crotch was visibily yellow.  Jordan and
Jeff laughed more as Steve impulsively began looking for his blanket.
However, rather than finding the blanket, he noticed that his underwear was
sitting on his bed along with a pair of shears.  Steve felt uneasy inside,
already guessing what his brother and his friend was going to make him do.

"Sit up, diaper fag," Jordan ordered and Steve obeyed.  "I think it's time
to make sure we keep our little homo boy in his diapers.  You're going to
cut up all of your underwear."

Steve actually felt his eyes begin to slightly sting.  He was hoping that
there was not going to be such a humiliating task to perform in front of
those boys.  The humiliation was only a small part of why he was upset,
though.  He had only been back in diapers for a couple days and he thought
that there may be some way for him to overcome the humiliation and start
wearing the underwear again.  He had been sure that once his brother had
some fun at his expense that Jordan would eventually grow tired of the
diapers and the teasing like most of the kids in school had done.  At that
point he would be able to start wearing the underwear again.  Slicing the
underwear all up, however, was an acknowledgement that he was going to be
in this situation for a long time.

"Come on, Jordan," Steve pleaded. "I always do everything you tell me to,
please don't make me cut them up!  I really want to be able to wear them
again!"

As usual, Jordan was not going to allow Steve to have his way and Steve
could tell.  Rather than argue any more, he reached over and grabbed the
shears and a pair of the boxers.  Holding the underwear before him and
trying to remember how good it had felt to be back in them, he opened up
the shears and began cutting through the leg of the boxers.  After he had
cut up one side, he cut up the other, effectively destroying both legs.

"I want them in shreds," Jordan instructed.

Steve complied with more tears in his eyes and cut the boxers up into tiny
shreds.  He tried to take his time, hoping that if he took too long he
would be able to get some sort of stay of execution.  Jordan's impatience,
however, was obvious and really scared Steve.  He made his way through the
pile, cutting up thongs, cutting up briefs, all the while doing his best to
save the euros (his idea of the total opposite of diapers) for last.  After
he had been through all the rest, though he knew he would have no choice
but to shred them as well.  He paused a bit before he picked the first pair
up and felt the pain as he shred them.  He had four pairs of them and by
the time he was done, they looked like a pile ripped spandex.

Jordan and Jeff had obviously enjoyed themselves immensely watching Steve
totally degrade himself for them.  They had laughed and called him all
sorts of names and comments.

Steve realized that taking his time to cut up the underwear was actually a
bad idea.  Though he thought that it might make Jordan get bored and thus
spare the euros, it actually just gave Steve a much fuller bladder than he
already had.  It was only after the humiliation of the underwear
mutiliation was over that he realized he really had to pee.  He tried as
hard as he could not to noticeably squirm but the effort just made him
squirm more.

"Oh, what's that?" Jordan said mockingly.  "Does the little boy need to
pee?"

Steve did not reply but the uncomfortable look on his face showed that he
did.  He was already humiliated, but wasn't sure that he would be able to
withstand the embarassement of wetting his diaper in front of Jordan and
Jeff.  Though he neither confirmed nor denied the request, it was obvious
what was going on.

Jordan and Jeff both began verbally tormenting Steve in voices as if they
were talking to a baby.  "Oh, the little baby needs to pee," Jordan
taunted.  "You have a diaper, little boy.  You don't have to hold your pee
in.  You can pee whenever you need to.  You need to pee right?"

Steve crossed his legs in an embarassing attempt to not wet the diaper.  He
nodded as his body began to tremble in his attempts to hold it in.

"Pee your diaper," Jeff instructed.  "You might as well, we're not going to
let you get to the toilet so if you don't pee, you're just going to be
sitting there in misery all night.  Go ahead, pee your diaper like the
little pee baby you are."

Both boys began to taunt Steve excessively.  For some reason, although they
were teasing him, Jordan never actually ordered Steve to pee.  He realized
that they were probably enjoying watching him trembling and squirming,
doing everything he could to hold the pee in.

"I don't think he wants to pee," Jordan laughed.

"I have an idea," Jeff said and whispered something in Jordan's ear.  Both
guys started laughing hard.

"Be my guest," Jordan told his friends.

As Steve continued to squirm, Jeff approached Steve and grabbed both of his
legs.  He pulled Steve off the bed, his diapered butt hitting the ground
hard.  Jeff still held both of Steve's ankles up in the air as he looked
down at the boy who was still squirming and holding his damp crotch with
both of his hands.

"Move your hands," Jeff ordered and all Steve did was shake his head.  Jeff
shot a quick look over to Jordan.

"Move your hands, fag boy," Jordan ordered and that was all the instruction
that was needed to make Steve uncover his diaper.

Jeff took his foot and placed it on Steve's crotch.  Steve flinched at
first, expecting that Jeff was going to crush his balls. However, all Jeff
did was take his foot and start rubbing the diapered crotch lightly.

Steve felt his cock getting hard in the diaper.  As he still had to pee
very hard, it wasn't long before he had a true piss hard on that was not
going anywhere.  Even though his dick was not very big, it was still
noticeable to the other boys in the diaper.  They both laughed hard at the
situation.  Jeff dropped Steve's ankle down but kept his foot rubbing the
diaper.  Steve did not move, knowing he would get in trouble.

Despite his non movement, Steve did his best to stop Jeff from rubbing his
hard dick in the diaper.  He pleaded over and over to Jeff to stop.  It
would have been bad enough for them to see him pee his diaper, but seeing
him cum in his diaper would have been much worse.

As he continued to plead, Steve started moving his hips back and forth
against Jeff's foot.  He didn't want to do it, but his hips and his dick
seemed to have a mind of their own.  Both Jeff and Jordan both noticed this
and bust out laughing.

"God, Jordan, I didn't know your brother was such a fag," Jeff laughed.  As
he continued to rub, Steve began matching every rub with a thrust of his
hips.

Jordan laughed and got down on his knees.  He began to verbally torment his
brother.  "Oh, does the little baby not only have to pee, he likes Jeff
rubbing his tiny penis too?  Oh you're going be peeing and cumming in your
diaper.  How does the little baby's dick feel, trying to hold back all that
pee and all that cum.  I think the little baby is going to have a couple
accidents really soon and he is going to totally fill up his little baby
diaper.  Go ahead, you can cum and pee.  It doesn't matter if you fill that
diaper up because Jeff and I wil change you into a new one.  Go ahead,
baby, fill the diaper, fill it up."

Steve began begging Jeff to stop rubbing his diaper.  However, even though
he was protested the rubbing as much as possible, he kept thrusting his
hips and rubbing his damp crotch against Jeff's foot.  He felt his hard
dick getting closer and closer to the edge, all the while begging both Jeff
and Jordan to quit.

Suddenly, all of Steve's begging suddenly quit and his eyes grew very wide.
His breath got very ragged as he tried to prevent what he knew was about to
happen.  He wanted to keep begging them to quit, but he couldn't say a
word. With a loud groan, Steve started rubbing his cock harder and quicker
against Jeff's foot.  As the boys laughed at him, Steve came hard and loud
into his printed diaper.  He then stopped humping Jeff's foot when his dick
got too sensitive.  Unfortunately, the sensitivity weakened his hold on his
bladder and almost immediately after cumming, Steve wet his diaper
uncontrollably.  Both Jeff and Jordan continued to laugh at him as they
watched the yellow stain move across the white crotch of the diaper,
saturating it.