Nick's Sports Physical

[NickTwisp]

An Unexpected Visit:
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Barry and I were back in the hot tub with the jets flowing bubbly water. From all that had gone on, I was really feeling very tingly in my now not-so-private parts. My right hand reached under the water and wrapped around my penis. Barry just laid there again looking somewhat sleepy. My penis became fully stiff, and I just decided to go for it, having no idea how Barry would react to this. Yes, I was going to masturbate while sitting in a hot tub next to my church's youth group leader.

It didn't take very long. My last jack off session had been the night before and beginning when I was 12, this was pretty much a daily habit. At age 13 & 1/2, the dry orgasms had become even more intense and pleasurable, often enveloping my entire body, or at least that is what it felt like. My best friend, David Perkins, was a few months older than me. There was an enclosed tool shed in his backyard. Recently, we had gone into that shed after school one day. David had removed his pants and underwear and then gripped his erect penis. He said, Nick, you are about to see just how I can now shoot off. With fascination, I watched as he jerked his stiff cock and then gasped as a creamy white liquid shot forcefully out of David's engorged penis. There were 3 or 4 spurts which actually landed on the nearby lawnmower. Spent, David leaned against the wall of the shed. "Now you do it, Nick," he kind of groaned. I did. Nothing came out of my penis. We both re-dressed and swore that this mutual session would be our deep secret never to be revealed to anyone. I suggested he wipe off the spots on the lawnmower. David replied that he normally had the job of cutting their lawn so possible jizz stains on the appliance were irrelevant.

Barry gazed at me but said nothing. He had to have known what I was doing. If he at all objected to his younger friend masturbating in their hot tub, he kept it to himself. Somehow, I don't think he minded. The underwater dry orgasm I soon reached was arguably the most intense one I had thus far ever experienced. It was just so erotic to be doing this in front of an older boy amidst the swirling water of the hot tub. Soon after my climax, the jets needed to be re-started. I lay there limp as Barry climbed out of the tub. It looked to me like he was semi-erect. When Barry got back into the tub I wondered if he would follow suit and jack off. He didn't. And my shy and cautious nature prevented me from asking the older boy if he would jack off in front of me. For another 20 minutes we both laid there.

Mrs. Chase appeared and suggested that we both get out of the hot tub as we had been there awhile. "I don't want you boys to shrink up," she laughingly stated. When I had used the bathroom off the kitchen before lunch, I noticed that it included a stand-up only enclosed shower facility. Mrs. Chase said, "You boys can shower off now. I don't want Nick going home smelling like chlorine. There are towels you can use by the shower.

Mrs. Chase made no move to provide us with any towels on the deck, so Barry and I sat naked in the deck chairs for a few minutes so we would not drip all over the kitchen. Mrs. Chase said, "OK, you boys are dry enough now, head for the bathroom shower." Still completely nude, Barry and I padded past his mother. Barry said he would go first and so into the bathroom he went, leaving me standing in the kitchen naked. Mrs. Chase handed me a paper cup with coca cola in it. "She said, "You can drink this while you wait for Barry to finish his shower." So, kind of awkwardly, I stood there naked in the Chase kitchen drinking the coke.

What Barry and I did not know at this point is that Michelle had made a phone call to Susan Weinglass. She had told Susan that her older brother and Nick Twisp were using their newly installed hot tub while naked. Michelle said to Susan, "Why don't you grab a bathing suit and towel and come over on the pretext of using our hot tub? You might get lucky and catch the boys nude."

Not only had Susan jumped at the chance of a naked show by Barry and me, but she had also called two other girls in our grade at school. All three headed over on bicycles to the Chase's house.

The doorbell rang as I was standing there totally naked waiting for Barry to conclude his shower. Barbara, who had been tipped off by her younger sister, enthusiastically opened the front door. There stood Susan Weinglass accompanied by Joan Peterson, who sat next to me in homeroom, and Doris Packer who was in two of my classes. Barbara led them through the living room and into the kitchen where I stood there nude next to the bathroom, with one hand holding the paper cup full of coca cola.

Of course, Susan had been a star witness to my humiliating sports physical earlier that week, so this was nothing new to her. She just smirked and said "Hello Nick, I guess you know my two friends here. We've been invited over to soak in the hot tub. Naturally, we girls will go upstairs and change into the swimsuits we brought along, unlike you two nudie boys."
Mrs. Chase approvingly stated, "You girls don't mind your classmate Nick's nudity, I'm sure."

Doris Packer, whom I knew as a shy and very studious classmate, seemingly didn't have much reaction to seeing me standing there naked on full display. Joan Peterson, on the other hand, affected an attitude of shock and general amazement. She gasped, "Omigod, Susan, I thought you were joking when you said I might get to see Nick Twisp totally undressed. But no, you weren't kidding, the guy I sit next to in homeroom...I'm actually looking at his penis!"

I thought of trying to cover my groin with my free hand. Then I thought to myself what is the point? They've all seen my penis now. Joan continued, "Nick, how am I going to sit next to you on Monday morning while our homeroom teacher takes attendance and makes announcements? You'll be dressed but I will be picturing your penis as I am seeing it now!" Then Susan chimed in, "Oh, Joan, you'll get over it. Look more closely, Nick's penis is relatively small, and he only has a wisp of pubic hair. We did, however, learn during his sports examination that he masturbates daily. That is one of the many questions the Physician's Assistant asked during that process."

Mrs. Chase then smiled and added, "Now girls, many boys Nick's age masturbate every day. Nothing unusual about that. My son Barry has admitted to me that he also has a daily masturbation habit, often more than once." Just when Joan seemed to be recovering from her shock at seeing me naked, this new revelation caused her to clear her throat and cough a few times. She moved closer to me and stared at my flaccid penis. Joan kind of choked and questioned, "Golly Nick, have you done it today? I had heard boys did that occasionally but jeeze...every day?" Susan then laughed and added. "He may have already jacked off today, what with being with around Barry and all." I chose not to respond to that question. Really, were my jack off habits any business of my classmates?

As if on cue, hearing his name mentioned, the bathroom door opened. Barry emerged into the kitchen in front of everyone with his bath towel wrapped around his neck. He said with a smile, "If I had known you girls were coming over, I would have dressed more appropriately." Barbara then poured him a coke in a paper cup. Barry stood there enjoying the drink having no apparent concern over his complete nudity in front of the female group including his mother. Susan offered this appraisal: "No need to get dressed for us, Barry, you look just fine the way you are. Very impressive."


Barry's penis was flaccid at this point. Still a pronounced difference from what the girls were seeing on me. It probably was evident to everyone there that Barry had some sort of an exhibitionist streak and really enjoyed having this group of females observe his full nudity. As patently embarrassing as the situation was to me, Barry's nonchalant attitude was rubbing off on my psyche. I figured that I would just stand there naked in front of everyone, and then eventually ask Mrs. Chase for my clothes back.

The telephone rang and it was my mother calling. She asked Mrs. Chase to send me home as it was now 4:00 pm and I had been there all day. Mrs. Chase informed my mother that I was "No bother at all. Nick has been keeping company with Barry in our new hot tub. The boys enjoy being nude in there and we certainly see no reason for the guys to wear any clothes while they soak."

After she hung up the telephone, Mrs. Chase went to get my clothes which were stored in a cabinet off the kitchen. While the girls all watched, I put on my white briefs. I paused then and Joan said, "I have a request, Nick. As long as I've now seen you nude, could you just make a show of walking around the kitchen and living room in just your underpants? When I see you in school next week, I will not only know what your penis looks like, but also how you appear in just your white briefs."

Barry encouraged this, saying, "Yeah, Nick, give us underpants show! You could even do a few jumping jacks for the girls." I was really under Barry's spell at this point, so I complied. As I pranced around the kitchen in just my underpants, I noticed that Barry's penis was stiffening. Barry's obvious excitement at the spectacle was giving me even more encouragement. After doing several jumping jacks, I paused and grabbed my penis through my briefs and rubbed it a few times. This action elicited cheers from the assembled girls. Between Connie and Barbara stood Barry, now with a full erection. The girls kept shifting glances from my lewd underpants show to Barry's presently ultra stiff cock.

I concluded my exercises in just my underpants and retrieved the remainder of my clothes from the kitchen table. It almost felt strange to be fully dressed as I thanked Mrs. Chase for the lunch and enjoyable soak in their hot tub. At this point the girls were all gaping at Barry's rock-hard penis as he said, "I'm going up to my bedroom now." There was certainly no doubt in my mind what Barry would be doing immediately after he closed his bedroom door. I only wished that there was some way I could be joining him in that bedroom. I could tell from her smirk that Susan Weinglass knew the score as far as Barry's probable impending jack off.

Joan Peterson made a point of letting me know how much she looked forward to school on Monday. On the other hand, Doris Packer had said almost nothing since they had arrived with Susan Weinglass. I really had no clue what her true reaction had been to seeing both Barry and me stark naked. Perhaps she was either taken aback or was to some degree of uncomfortable looking at our penises? Certainly, the other girls had no such reservations. I planned to ask Joan in homeroom if she knew what Doris's true reaction to our nudity had been.

When I got home, Mom was starting to prepare dinner. Apparently, my Dad had been out golfing most of the day and would soon be dropped off by Mr. Weinglass. Mom said to me, "Now, don't go letting your Dad know that you were naked in front of those girls and Mrs. Chase today. He probably has had a few drinks on the 19th hole and will want me to mix him a Manhattan before dinner. If he finds out about you being naked over at the Chase's house, he likely will want you to take off your clothes tonight right here. Hopefully you won't have to sit here naked in front of me and your sister if we keep this hush-hush."

My sister had overheard this instruction and said, "Oh, Mom, I think it would be just fine if Nick stripped right now. I haven't seen his penis since we were at the clinic earlier this week." Mom responded, "Never mind, apparently enough people have seen Nick\s penis today, so we don't have to add us to the mix." My sister looked disappointed. My hope was that she would not let it slip to my Dad about my state of undress elsewhere that day.

[TeenFan]

This sets things up nicely for a Sleepover at Barry's house. It would give the younger one a chance to see how older teens take care of their
daily needs.

[NickTwisp]

Good idea to consider. I am unsure whether or not to take this story any further since it originally was supposed to be about male embarrassment at student physical exams.

[TeenFan]

Good idea to consider. I am unsure whether or not to take this story any further since it originally was supposed to be about male embarrassment at student physical exams.

If you like a character, and you have more ideas, write a sequel with Nick and Barry.
Huckleberry Finn is a character in "Tom Sawyer", who got his own main story as a sequel.

[NickTwisp]

Nick Gets A UTI
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With my sports physical completed, I anxiously awaited the start of spring baseball season. A week later we began afterschool practices. With my Dad the sole breadwinner in our household, money was tight but both parents insisted on purchasing a new uniform for me at a local store, despite the coach having some previously worn ones he offered.

On the other hand, Susan Weinglass's parents were well-to-do. They ran a very successful business which sometimes required them to travel to other states for various presentations. They would pay my parents to have Susan, and her younger sister Bethany stay at our house during these business trips. The girls would bunk in on cots in my sister's larger 2nd floor bedroom which was just down the hall from mine. I had a smaller bedroom, and the third upstairs bedroom was a private office which we were not allowed to enter in without permission. That room held secrets that my father did not want the rest of the family to know about. There was a full bathroom on the second floor. My parents had a first-floor master bedroom with an ensuite bathroom.

None of the upstairs bedrooms or the bathroom had any locks on the doors. When the Weinglass sisters stayed with us, they would make a sort of game of 'trying to catch Nick naked' or perhaps in some other compromising situation. Often, they succeeded. One night I was taking a shower and the girls just walked right in. Before I realized they were there, the three girls got a full-frontal view of me naked; the glass shower enclosure was clear, so they saw my penis and balls very distinctly. I turned off the water, stepped out to get my towel, and yelled at the girls to "get out!" This attracted the attention of my mother who just happened to be coming up the stairs with some laundry. Mom walked the rest of the way to the bathroom and peered in. I'm standing there naked and drying my hair. Instead of reprimanding the girls, my mother found the situation to be quite comical. Laughing, Mom stared at my naked form and said, "You girls are at it again, trying to see Nick's penis. I really don't understand what the attraction is you've all seen his privates before." Fuming, I whined, "Could everyone please just leave while I finish drying off and then brush my teeth?" With that the girls retreated but Mom came right in since she had some freshly laundered towels to put in the bathroom closet. Mom then grabbed my towel and hung it on the shower rack. "Now Nick, we don't want that wet towel to get all moldy if it's not properly hung up." I finished brushing my teeth naked in from of Mom. I then made a mad nude dash back to my bedroom. This was to the delight of the girls who were peering out into the hallway from my sister's bedroom getting a great view of my ass as I sprinted down the hallway.

The next day in school I noticed a sort of stinging feeling in my groin area. When I went to the Boys Room to take a piss, it really stung. During baseball practice after school, the coach kept a large jug of water on the bleachers with a tap on it. He had paper cups there and kept urging us to stay hydrated. After consuming a few cups of water, I seemed to feel the urge to urinate every few minutes. Fortunately, there was a Men's Room adjacent to the bleachers. In the next two practices, it became almost a running joke. Coach would ask, "Now where is Nick?" Then David or one of my other teammates would exclaim, "Oh he's just taking another leak. Guy just can't hold it for long."

I had not told anyone about my urinary distress; however, the secret would be revealed the following day. I was in Algebra class and felt an urgent need to urinate accompanied by the same stinging sensation. The class period only had about ten minutes left so I was trying to just hold on. The teacher noticed that I was kind of shifting around in my desk seat and stopped her lecture. She asked, "Nick, is something wrong?" Flushing with embarrassment, I replied, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Cambridge, but I really need the restroom." As I said this, I felt an involuntary spurt of urine shoot out of my penis into my underpants. Mrs. Cambridge replied, "Nick, just get up and go to the Boys Room. You look as if you're about to wet yourself!" Quickly I grabbed my backpack. As I shoved my Algebra textbook and class notes into it, I stood up and some dribbles of piss went into my corduroy pants. The class erupted in gales of laughter as I literally ran out of the room. As I approached the Boys Room on that floor, I saw a janitor blocking to doorway. He said, "This one's closed for cleaning. You'll have to use the Boys Room on the next floor."

As I tried to find the stairwell to the next floor up, I began to experience a sensation of having no bladder control. As I reached the stairwell, I paused and just totally wet my pants. Both sided of my slacks were now soaked and there was a puddle of urine on the tile floor. I knew that I could never go to my next class in this condition. The only alternative I could think of was to head for the Nurse's Office.

I simply could not believe this had happened to me. Just when I might find some extra-curricular success on the baseball team, something had gone wrong 'down below.' With trepidation, I entered the school's health office. My tan corduroy pants were soaked and my shoes and socks damp. Ms. Ratchet, our School Nurse, looked over at me. "Have you had a little accident," she asked? Trying somewhat unsuccessfully to hold back tears, I explained to her the loss of bladder control I was experiencing along with the stinging sensations in my groin area. Sympathetically, Ms. Ratchet said, "Don't worry, we will get to the bottom of this. Just take off your pants and we will go from there."

Feeling ashamed, I took off my shoes, socks, and pants and placed them on a metal table as directed by the nurse. Now I was standing there in just my button-down shirt and wet briefs. I gave Ms. Ratchet my home telephone number but there was no answer. I then recalled that my mother was attending a Woman's Club meeting today and would not be home until much later on. Ms. Ratchet told me to sit on a metal folding chair while she figured out what to do next.

Just then, the door to the Nurse's Office opened and in walked Susan Weinglass. She immediately noticed me and asked the nurse, "Ms. Ratchet, why is Nick Twisp sitting here in just his shirt and underpants?" The nurse replied, "I'll explain that later. What can I help you with?" Susan then affected a slightly uncomfortable look and stated, "Uh...ahem...my monthly friend is visiting, and I need some...ahem...supplies."

I had no idea what Susan was talking about, however, the nurse seemed to immediately understand. She replied, "Susan, what you need is in the top left-hand cabinet. Help yourself." Susan then opened the cabinet, found a package of what she apparently required, and headed into the nearby bathroom. In the meantime, the nurse used her interoffice telephone and called down to the Athletic Office.

"Good news, Nick," Ms. Ratchet stated, "I just informed your coach of the problem. He can lend you some track team sweatpants and a jock strap to use as underwear. In the meantime, I am going to write a note to your mother about this incident. You are going to require some medical attention to find out what is causing your loss of bladder control and corresponding pain."

Susan emerged from the office bathroom. Nurse Ratchet said to her, "Susan, could you escort Nick over to the Athletic Office? The coach has some replacement pants for him to wear." At this point Susan looked more closely at my underpants and realized they were wet. "Did you have a little pee-pee mishap in your pants," she asked? Nurse Ratchet answered the question by stating, "Nick has some kind of medical condition that caused his accident. See if you can get him over to the Athletic Office before the bell rings for classes to change. We certainly don't want hordes of students seeing Nick in his wet underpants. My golly, his briefs are so damp you can almost see his penis through them. It would be a major scandal if too many students saw him in such a state."

Susan took a closer look at my crotch area and agreed with the nurse. "Yes, I can distinctly see the outline of his penis. Go ahead and write us a Hall Pass and we'll get going," Susan assured the nurse.

We walked down the hallway. Unfortunately, the Athletic Office was situated at the far end of the school complex. And
here I was, walking down the corridor with Susan in just my wet socks, shoes, shirt and damp underpants.

Then disaster struck---the bell rang to indicate that students were to pass on to their next class block. Suddenly, large groups of our fellow Middle Schoolers were flooding into the hallway. I wanted to start running but Susan restrained me. She said, "Just calm down, Nick, we're not far from the Athletic Office. Just be nonchalant and perhaps no one will notice us." Oh sure, I thought, no one will ever notice an almost 14-year-old boy in his underpants walking along the corridor escorted by a female student.

As we began to be perceived, reactions varied from disbelief to mocking laughter. I saw David Perkins among one group, and he had a wry grin on his face. He said to a girl standing next to him, "That's my buddy Nick, always looking for attention." When a group sort of got in our path, Susan loudly intoned, "Out of our way, please, Nick is in his underpants due to a medical condition. Nothing to see here!"

Finally, we made it to the Athletic Office. Indeed, my baseball coach was there to greet us, holding the promised track pants and a jock strap. He smiled and said, "You and Susan can just step into my office. We will get Nick fixed up in no time."

When we got into his office, the coach also produced a school polo shirt. He said, "Just take everything off now Nick. Once you're completely naked, I'm going to have you go shower to get rid of the smell of urine. Susan, you can sit with me in the office while Nick strips down. I hope you don't mind missing a class over this problem today." Eagerly, Susan replied, "Not at all, coach, this is much better than any of my academic pursuits."

With a sense of abject resignation, I stripped off and stood there naked in front of my coach and Susan. Coach handed me a towel and encouragingly stated, "Go take a shower, champ, and you'll be fine!"

[Jeepman89]

Love it!

[TeenFan]

Poor Nicky. Everyone can see his dicky in those wet undies.
A nice hot shower is just what a stinky boy needs. Don't mind those girls peeking around the corner.

Let the teasing commence when his teammates find out Nick has a wee wee problem.

[NickTwisp]

Nick Gets a Preliminary Examination
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I took a long warm shower during which I cried a little thinking of all the humiliation I had endured so far today. The story of my accident was sure to spread around school now, especially having been seen by so many students in my wet underpants in the hallway. And Susan was very likely to fill in any missing details as she loved more than anything to gossip. Moreover, it was probable that my mother would take me to some doctor once she found out the situation. Since at this time Susan and her sister Bethany were staying with us all of the lurid details would come out.

My only break so far was that no PE class was apparently scheduled for this class block. David and I were exempt from the state required PEd class due to our current participation in a school sanctioned sport. Now I wondered if that would be in jeopardy for me if I had some sort of medical condition. Even if the other guys made fun of me, I so wanted to play spring baseball with David and the others. Perhaps I could even get my aloof father to give up a Saturday golf game and attend a game?

I turned off the shower, wiped a few tears off my face, and dried off. Wrapping the towel securely around me, I trudged back to the coach's office. Much to my surprise, the coach and Susan had been joined by Principal Carter and Nurse Ratchet. As I walked in, Principal Carter stated, "I'm here visiting today (she was actually the high school principal) and heard about your situation, Nick. I have some medical training, so Nurse Ratchet and I are going to provide you with a brief preliminary examination." Of course, I wondered what they had in mind, and I soon found out. Nurse Ratchet said, "Nick, we are going to take a look at your groin area to ascertain if there is any obvious abnormality. This way, we can better inform your parents of the situation. Please drop your towel on the chair and remain standing."

"Um...do we have to do this here, in front of Susan," I asked. Coach then interjected, "She's already seen you naked, Nick, and was kind enough to escort you down here. Just get on with it and drop the towel."

I felt like I was going to start crying again. Having no choice, I dropped the towel and placed it on the chair as requested. Principal Carter and Nurse Ratchet gathered close to my midsection. Susan craned her neck around from where she was seated on a chair to afford her a view of my privates. Nurse Ratchet had put on plastic gloves. She reached over and began to touch and then lift my penis. Principal Carter observed, "His penis looks normal. How old are you, Nick?" I replied, "I will be 14 in a few weeks." Nurse Ratchet then said, "I am going to palpitate your testicles to check for any abnormalities." Out of the corner of my eyes, I could see an intensely amazed expression on Susan's face. To her, this was an even better sequel to what she had already seen during her presence at my Sports Physical a few weeks prior.

As the nurse continued to fondle my penis and balls, I began to feel a weird sort of excitement being naked like this in front of my future high school principal. My penis began to get stiff. Oh no, don't let me get a stiffy in front of everyone, please, I thought. Nevertheless, almost immediately, my penis went to a full erection. Nurse Ratchet then took her gloved hands off my now stiff member. Dispassionately, Principal Carter stated, "Normal erectile function. Someone please write that down so we can inform his parents that sexual function is unimpaired by whatever is causing his loss of bladder control." Gaawd...they're going to tell my folks that I got a boner during this exam in the coach's office, I realized.

Nurse Ratchet then proclaimed, "I believe I know what the problem is. I suspect that Nick has a Urinary Tract Infection. He has all the symptoms. I will write up a report and send it home to his parents." Susan then interjected, "As it happens, I am staying at the Twisp's house along with my younger sister while my parents are away on business. You can give me the report when you get it typed up. I will make sure Mr. and Mrs. Twisp get it and I can clarify any details during dinner tonight."

Both Principal Carter and Nurse Ratchet expressed their thanks to Susan. I'm still standing there in front of everyone with my stiff penis protruding outward. The nurse then told me to get dressed. Susan and the two women watched as I put on the jock strap over my now deflating penis. I got the rest of the way dressed. Coach said he would await word as to whether I could still play baseball. But he declined to allow me to join them at practice that afternoon. After I was dressed, we all walked back to the main office (except for the coach). Once there, a report was put on an office PC and given to Susan for safekeeping. We had missed the school lunch blocks, so Principal Carter got us some sandwiches and beverages.

A call went out to my Mom. She was now home and Nurse Ratchet gave her some vague details of what had gone on. Only one class block remained so Principal Carter just excused us from school for the remainder of the day. My mother said she would drive to the school shortly and pick us up.

My father arrived home at 5:30 pm. Mom already had a pre-mixed Manhattan chilling in the refrigerator for him as she prepared dinner. We were eating well this week as the traveling Weinglass's had given her a lot of extra food money. So tonight, it would be grilled steaks and baked potatoes. As soon as Dad began to sip his drink, Susan started to fill him in about the day's events and she gave him a copy of the Nurse's note which was also signed by Principal Carter. The note recommended daily checks by either parent until I could be seen by a doctor.

As Mom brought the food into the dining room and re-filled Dad's Manhattan, she made an announcement: "In accord with Principal Carter's instructions, after dinner tonight Susan and I will be conducting an examination of Nick's penis." This prompted my sister to ask, "Gee Mom, could Bethany and I watch, too?" Then Dad interjected, 'Yeah, you could examine him right there on the living room couch." Mom responded, "No, we are going to do this properly upstairs in Nick's bedroom since he will have to be naked. There is no reason for you younger girls to witness this. I'm sure Nick is embarrassed enough as it is over his condition."

As soon as dinner was over, the telephone rang, and Mom answered it. I could hear her say, "Yes, Barry, please come right over, I know you are a high school pre-nursing student so it would be helpful for you to be here to guide me." It was now apparent that Barry Chase would be joining in the night's festivities.

Like a condemned man, I reluctantly marched upstairs to my bedroom, followed by Mom and Susan. When we got into my bedroom, Mom ordered me to strip off and wait on the bed until Barry arrived. I was still wearing the school track pants, polo shirt and jock strap. Off those garments came and I was naked in front of Mom and once again that day my classmate Susan. "Could you at least close the bedroom door, so Sis and Bethany don't peek in," I asked? Mom just laughed and replied, "Perhaps after Barry gets here. But really Nick, I doubt that your sister and Bethany are at all interested in seeing you nude again."

Barry arrived with a package in his hand. He said to my mother, "Good news, Mrs. Twisp, my pre-nursing instructor gave me some, er...supplies, Principal Carter said to bring these over and try one on Nick." Barry opened the bag and took out a Depends Adult Diaper. He explained further to Mom, "Principal Carter recommends that Nick wear a diaper in school tomorrow instead of regular underpants. He can still pull the diaper down to pee normally, as I will soon demonstrate, but this will prevent any accidents like the one that occurred today.

My mother just beamed with delight. "What a great idea, Barry," she enthusiastically replied! Barry then opened up the diaper and stated, "We practiced this in class, Mrs. Twisp, mind if I do the honors?" Mom answered, "Not at all, please go ahead and diaper Nick. I'll watch carefully in case I have to do it. I've only ever diapered babies, as you can imagine." Mom then turned to Susan and said, "Now you watch carefully too, Susan, in case you have to diaper Nick sometime." Susan promised to pay rapt attention; she had a look of delight on her face at that point.

Just then I heard my father's voice at the foot of the stairs, saying, "Sure, David, go on up. The party is in Nick's room; I'm sure he'll be glad to see you." With gusto David Perkins bounded up the stairs and down the hall into my bedroom. Barry said to David, "Hey David, you're just in time to watch me diaper Nick."

David gazed down at my naked form on the bed. He said, "Holy shit, Nick you're famous in school now. Everyone is talking about your nearly naked walk down the corridor with Susan today. Mrs. Cambridge, your Algebra teacher, saw you pass her classroom on the way. Mrs. Cambridge said that she has been teaching at Westwood Middle School since it opened in 1985. And as far as she can recall, no student has ever been seen walking in any of the hallways in just a shirt and their underpants. Nick, you've fucking made school history! You'll be forever known as the 'Westwood Underpants Walker.'

I glanced over at the still open doorway. My sister and Bethany were peeking in. "Mom," I whined, " Sis and Bethany are looking at me naked." My mother turned to my sister and asked, "Why are you girls here?" My sister answered in a complaining tone of voice, "Bethany and I think it's so unfair. Everyone else here is getting to see Nick naked tonight. why should we be left out just because we're a few years younger?"

Mom thought for a moment and then decided. "Alright, girls, you can stay but stand over in the corner so you don't get in our way. At this point I protested, "This is just ridiculous what is all going on here. I am just so embarrassed and upset!" A quiet sob followed, and a tear ran down my cheek.

"Now listen here, Nick, you are so fortunate to have caring family and friends who are here because they are concerned about your well-being," Mom sharply replied. Another sob escaped my lips, and I answered, "Yeah, sure, Dad's downstairs getting drunk and you all are up here perving on my naked body!"

Getting angry, Mom responded, "Nick Twisp, don't you dare get snippy with me. Your sister and Bethany will not be negatively affected by seeing your penis again. You will cooperate without further complaint or else I will have Barry roll you over and give you a few swats on your bare behind in front of everyone here!" At this suggestion I saw Barry's eyes light up. It was also obvious that he had a stiffy bulging out from the blue shell pants he was wearing. No doubt Barry would relish giving me a few swats. So, I said nothing else and tearfully complied.

As Barry began to diaper me, he did some fondling of my penis. He said, "Mrs. Twisp, it's important when diapering a male patient to properly position the penis to insure maximum urine absorbency. As you can see, Nick is developing an erection. But that's nothing to be concerned about. Just make certain the erect penis is pointing upward when you fasten the Velcro strap holds." Mom replied, "Yes, I can see that is important, especially now that Nick's penis has become so stiff. Susan, are you paying attention?" Susan had a flushed look on her face as she stared at my boner and she kind of licked her lips. "Yes, Mrs. Twisp, it's very interesting how stiff his penis has become as Barry begins to diaper him."

David Perkins, meanwhile, was giving his crotch area some (he hoped) unobtrusive strokes through his jeans. He then commented, "This is so cool! We'll have quite the story to tell in school tomorrow, won't we, Susan?" This was met with agreement by Susan who said, "Indeed, it will be diaper day for Nick at Westbrook tomorrow and perhaps into next week, too. I believe many students will take a keen interest in this situation."

Barry then stated, "Let's get this show on the road. Nick, please lift up your bottom and we will continue." And so, it went. Barry explained the various sticky tabs on the disposable diaper and expertly fastened them around me. Soon I was sitting on the edge of my bed in an adult diaper. He went on to demonstrate how the front flap could be unfastened in order to pee normally. Barry pulled down the front flap once again exposing my penis which remained partially hard from his manipulations of the diaper. "You may try it out now in the bathroom if you wish," he suggested. I didn't have to go just then, so I assured everyone that I could figure it out next time I had to pee. In fact, oddly enough, ever since my examination in the Athletic Office the stinging sensation seemed to have abated.

David then said, "This is just fantastic, Nick. You'll be all diapered up in school tomorrow! A true legend in his own time!"
Mom then suggested that everyone adjourn to the kitchen for some cake and ice cream. She turned to me and said, "No need to get dressed, Nick, you may just come downstairs in only your diaper. "Can't I at least put on pants," I asked. Mom replied, "Not necessary. You look fine in just that cute diaper. If you want, though, you could put on a shirt."

We all sat at the kitchen table eating cake and ice cream. All fully dressed except for me, in the school polo shirt and my diaper.

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Looking forward to the next installment. I wonder if Nick will realise that he needs a pee after his cake and ice cream and Barry will insist on accompanying him to the bathroom to show him how to lower the front of his diaper - he would probably ask Susan to watch as well as she may need to assist him at school. I'm sure Barry will find more reasons to handle Nick and may suggest that he applies some cream to help prevent nappy rash.