Part 3: Pertaining to Puberty

Alex squinted as he awoke, his eyes still groggy from the previous night's rest. He sat up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes, then glanced around at the now familiar room lit by the morning sun. The house was silent, save for the faint sound of the living room TV. Jake must have been earlier to rise than he was.

As he shifted under the covers, he perceived the familiar heft of a wet pull-up. Bedwetting was a common occurrence for the boy, and he was used to it by now. But there was also a pressure in his groin, and a strange heat in the pit of his stomach.

With a slight movement of his legs, he could feel what the problem was. Alex's penis was solid, and as he sat up in bed, it felt even stranger to him. It was a sensation which he was not used to. He adjusted his posture, and the head of his erection glided along the sodden pull-up which caused him to elicit a slight moan.

He repeated the motion, sliding his boyhood back and forth. Being a young boy, he was naturally drawn to the mindless pleasure of masturbation. It was simultaneously arousing and confusing. And he continued to rub himself until he noticed a sensation welling up inside his privates. A strange feeling as if he had to pee.

Rather than continue and risk his pull-up leaking from the introduction of more pee, he decided to stop and focus on getting cleaned up for the morning. He discarded the wet garment in the bathroom trashcan, then drew his bath while thinking to himself about what had just happened. By then, his erection had deflated and his little penis had returned to its normal size. Alex sat in the bath pondering the reason for the strange experience.

His first thought was that there might be something wrong with him. How was he supposed to broach such a sensitive topic to Jake without it making him appear strange? Alex knew that his private parts weren't something he should be showing off to others; even if it was Jake. It was all so much for him to think about that he ended up sitting in the bath for much longer than usual, prompting his caregiver to make an appearance to check in on him.

"Hey bud. Doing okay?" Jake asked, speaking through the now cracked bathroom door.

The question took Alex by surprise. He hadn't noticed Jake's presence, as he was lost in thought. "Y-yeah, I'm good." He replied, not wanting to elaborate on the matter. Not yet.

Being reminded of his physicality prompted the boy to quickly finish his ablutions and get ready for the day. He dressed himself in his usual attire and made his way to the kitchen for breakfast.

The scent of fresh pancakes filled the house as Alex descended the stairs. He bounced into the kitchen and captured Jake in a tight hug, during which, the scent of the man overpowered the aroma of the pancakes. It seemed strange perhaps, but Alex liked the way that Jake smelled. His scent made him feel safe. And loved.

Jake looked down at him with a smile. "I was worried your food would get cold before you came down."

After lingering in the hug for a few more moments, Alex smiled at him in return, then stepped back to admire the good looking breakfast. He took his place at the table and eagerly dug in to the pancakes, the fluffy texture and taste of the food making him hum with delight. 

But in the back of his mind, the scene from earlier kept repeating itself.

He furrowed his brow, frustrated at the fact that he couldn't quite grasp the concept of what had happened to him. Each time he went over what had happened in his head, he became increasingly distracted and eventually stopped eating. 

The images flashed before his mind's eye, and he began to feel his blood pumping harder than before. He curled his socked toes in arousal, and the warmth in his groin began to return. He looked down at the table and his face flushed red.

His penis was standing up again. And this time, he was right in front of Jake with nowhere to hide.

The man noticed Alex's discomfort and looked at him with concern. "Hey buddy, you sure you're okay?"

"Y-yeah." Alex replied, unsure of what else to say.

He gulped and looked for any way to get out of the conversation with his dignity intact. He could feel Jake's eyes on him, and his discomfort was making him feel even more embarrassed. "Um... I just need to use the bathroom."

"Alright..." Jake said, then raised an eyebrow at the apparent urgency.

Before any more words could be exchanged, Alex spun out of his chair as fast as he could and made sure that his budding erection was faced directly away from Jake. He took off at a brisk pace, and it was only a matter of moments before he arrived in the bathroom. As soon as his feet hit the cold tile floor, he turned and fidgeted with the lock on the door.

Once he was surely alone, he took stock of his situation again. His erection was gone and he didn't know why. His running up the stairs might have made it go away, he speculated. He could only hope that he would be able to control these incidents better in the future. It was too embarrassing to let Jake see.

Alex dropped his shorts and tighty whities to the floor, and studied his now flaccid member. There were no signs of any damage or abnormality to be seen. He was beyond confused at this point. At the height of his arousal at the dinner table, he had felt it throbbing maddeningly hard and trying to escape the tight confines of his undies.

The door handle jiggled with a metallic clank. Then came a knock on the door.

"Alex...?"

"Just a second! I'm... " The boy tugged his pants back up frantically. "I'm almost done!"

"When you're done in there, I need you to come down again so we can talk..."

"Okay..."

Alex took a minute to compose himself. His hands and breath were both a little shaky, but he had no choice but to face Jake. He looked at the door and took a deep breath, then pushed it open to descend the stairs.

The man was sitting on the couch, legs crossed and watching TV, completely unconcerned with his little companion's sudden appearance.

"Sit next to me." Jake said as he patted the couch cushion next to him.

Alex sighed quietly and acquiesced to the request. As the two sat together in silence, the TV program filled the room with background noise. Alex gazed at the TV, not really paying attention to what was on. He was lost in thought.

After several moments of awkward silence, Jake cleared his throat to get the boy's attention. "Alex... I'm going to ask you one more time. I want you to be honest with me. Are you feeling ok?"

Alex glanced over at the man. His expression was serious, and his voice was calm and comforting. The boy couldn't help but feel comforted by his presence, and the sudden thought of being a burden to him made him want to explain himself.

"I..." He trailed off, completely unsure of what to even say.

"I promise not to get angry, no matter what." Jake offered.

Alex was taken aback at the man's calm and patient demeanor. Despite living with him for some time now, he was still not used to the idea of someone being genuinely concerned about him. "I'm..." He paused. "I just..."

Jake furrowed his brow in contemplation. He placed a hand on the boy's shoulder and gave him a reassuring squeeze. "Can you describe how you feel?"

"Weird." The boy muttered under his breath. "I just feel weird..."

He gripped his shorts and fidgeted with the fabric between his fingers. Jake looked at him, waiting for further elaboration, but he couldn't bring any more words forward. His face was flushed again.

Jake was not a stranger to Alex's little idiosyncrasies. He knew that Alex would get a little flustered when he was around him. Alex didn't want to disappoint him. Alex was afraid that he was going to say something he shouldn't say, and ruin things between them.

He could tell that Alex was struggling to get the words out, so he gave him a minute before he spoke again. "You feel weird... but not sick, right?"

"Y-yeah..." Alex stuttered.

"Is this a potty problem?" Jake cautiously asked.

Alex blushed even more furiously, his glasses almost falling off his face. "N-no! Nothing like that..."

He crossed his legs tight, hoping to take his mind off the implication. Potty problem? Yeah, he needed to wear pull-ups every night! That was the entire problem!

He couldn't stop thinking about his stupid... soft... squishy... 

His heart was pounding hard again, and the warm sensation in his belly returned. He was breathing heavily and his body was trembling. He could feel his little penis hardening.

He pulled his feet onto the cushion, drawing his knees to his chest in an attempt to hide his shame. He kept his eyes down, avoiding Jake's gaze.

Jake got up from the couch and stood in front of the boy. He placed his hands on his hips, looking down at him. He stared down at the boy, who was trying to avoid his gaze. "Alex, it's ok to need pull-ups. Is THAT what this is all about? You don't have to feel embarrassed about wetting the bed, right? It's normal."

Alex wanted to disappear. Everything that Jake was saying was just making his penis more and more hard, and there was nothing he could say to stop him! He was trapped.

"Alex, I promise I won't be mad at you. You don't have to hide anything from me, and I'm going to help you get through this."

He couldn't take it anymore. In a fit of passion, Alex stood up and stamped his feet. "Look, if you want to see so bad! Look at my stupid hard peepee!"

Simultaneously, Jake was shocked and yet relieved. He was sad that Alex had to deal with puberty at such a young age, but he was happy that he was ok overall.

The man blushed and turned his back to the upset child to give him a bit of privacy. "I'm... sorry Alex. I didn't think it was something like this. I was just..."

"Just what?" Alex demanded, his throat tightening and his eyes welling.

"Just worried. But now that I know what's going on, I can help you. Just like I wanted."

"You're... you're going to help me?"

Jake nodded. "You, uh... seem a little worked up over this, so I'll answer any questions you have. I don't want you to feel like you're strange, or broken, or anything like that."

Alex plopped back down on the couch and pulled up his knees to hide his boner once again. He was relieved, too, despite his embarrassment. Jake had been so patient with him, and he had been so kind.

"Um... Why is this happening?" He peeped.

The man took a deep breath, and following a somewhat lengthy explanation, Jake had quelled most of the boy's fears and concerns. He had explained the mechanics of the boy's body and what was happening to him, and he had tried to explain some of the reasons it could happen.

However, what concerned Alex now was the still secret reason for his erections. Despite Jake's accepting nature, he could never understand that Alex was getting hard because of his pull-ups. It would remain a secret for the time being.

***

That night, Alex got ready for bed as normal. He pulled one of Jake's oversized t-shirts over his head and tugged up his socks. Underneath the length of the shirt was his nighttime protection.

He lie down in bed, and as he was pulling the covers up over himself, Jake entered the room. After exchanging good-nights and a few words of affection, the man left Alex with a few words of reassurance and retired to his own room.

Alex was left in silence as his thoughts turned again to the inevitable trouble in the morning. Jake told him it was ok to play with himself, but it was still a strange enough feeling to cause him to hesitate. Was it really ok? Jake wouldn't lie to him, right? He needed to find out.

Despite his fluttering stomach and racing thoughts, he was eventually able to fall asleep and get some rest.

***

In the morning, the sun was just beginning to rise and Alex stirred from sleep. He felt a huge pressure in his bladder, and he recognized his pull-up wasn't soaked yet. He knew immediately what he needed to do if he was going to masturbate...

He relaxed himself and breathed deeply, letting a little bit of pee out into his pull-up. However, he was unable to fully relax while still in bed. It was then that he conceived of a plan and rolled out of bed to enact it.

He stood beside his bed and closed his eyes and imagined that he was in front of the toilet, relaxing again. He slowed his breathing, and he felt the flood entering his padded underpants which elicited a slight moan of relief.

As soon as he was finished wetting himself, he blushed at the fact that he had done so on purpose. He felt the fluttering in his stomach just like the day prior, and his boyhood poked at the front panel of his sodden pull-up. He was getting an 'erection' and the blood was flowing through his penis. It was just like Jake had described.

Once the remainder of his pee had been absorbed and locked away in the absorbent material, Alex lie back in his bed and admired his hefty bulge in the dim morning light. He felt a little ashamed, but again, he needed to figure this part out by himself. Jake had already told him that it was natural, so why shouldn't he?

Alex reached down and groped the front of his pull-up. He glided his hand up and down the padding and felt the cloth-like backing between his fingers, which caused him to moan in pleasure rather than relief this time. In the silence of his bedroom, the crinkling pull-up was perceived as embarrassingly loud.

Minute by minute, time marched on and the boy continued to caress and squish his wet padding against his throbbing member. His heart raced as he began to imagine a scenario in his head.

His face was hot as he pictured himself wearing a baby diaper. He was, in his daydream, completely and totally incontinent and he needed his bulky obvious diapers at all hours of the day. Alex imagined his bullies at his former school pulling his pants down and revealing to the entire school that he was just a stupid little loser in diapers.

The pressure built in his testes and his cock twitched as he neared orgasm. This was the part that worried him, but because of Jake's explanation, he felt ready to power through the strange feeling.

His eyes closed and his head fell back, and he imagined Jake putting him back in baby diapers and treating him like a dumb child. Jake was caring and patronizing at the same time, taking pleasure in Alex's humiliation as he wet himself uncontrollably. As he... pooped himself in front of Jake... like a fucking... dumb baby!

This was the thought which sent him over the edge, and he began to leak his first weak orgasm into his pull-up. He cried out in pleasure, bucking his hips forward into the padding and draining his aching balls. His body quivered with the intensity of his orgasm, and he was startled at how long it lasted.

He finished and fell back on the bed, breathing heavily and sweating. He wiped the back of his hand across his face and moaned in relief as he felt the warmth of the sticky load in his bedtime pants. He was embarrassed all the same, but it was nice to not have to hold back anymore.

As he lie there staring at the ceiling, his thoughts turned to his vivid imaginings once more. He didn't really want all that stuff to happen for real, right? He felt a little ashamed with himself for bringing Jake into this especially. It was embarrassing enough to be getting an erection in front of him, but to imagine him behaving in such a way? It gave him pause to even consider it happening for real.

Jake would never let him wear actual diapers... right?