The magic of Christmas seemed to run out the next day as I sat looking at my gifts from Mr. Grant. He had given me a couple more books about script writing, accessories for my digital camera, a bathrobe I didn’t plan to wear, and an editing program for my computer. My biggest gift to him was a Movado watch. He seemed to feel it was too much but he put it on his wrist and didn’t seem to want to ever take it off. My mother didn’t call but my father did. We spent half of an hour on the phone Christmas Day. He said he had gotten me a gift but he would be around after the New Year to give it to me because they had decided to travel for the holidays.
It was strange to think of my empty house sitting there. I was half tempted to go look around my bedroom for anything I might want but I wasn’t sure if they had changed the alarm codes and anything I could have gotten would have been trivial. It was all kind of boring until New Year’s Eve. I was on my game system with Ben and Ethan when Ben started to ask us what we were doing that night.
“Not much,” Ethan said.
“I was wondering because I’ve been stuck with my parents over the Christmas break and I really wanted to do something for New Years Eve.”
“Well, I don’t know. It’s probably going to be pretty boring here,” I said. I thought about Mr. Grant in the other room. “Hold on guys, let me see if you can come over.”
I got up from my chair and went to Mr. Grant who was reading a magazine in the living room while listening to NPR in the background. He looked up to me with a tired, quizzical face. We hadn’t talked about any kind of celebration and I thought he might be against it but I decided to ask anyway.
“I was just talking to Ben and Ethan. They’re not doing anything tonight for New Year’s Eve and I thought maybe, I don’t know, if they could come over.”
“Who’s Ben?” he asked.
“He came to the Halloween party. He was the one in the diaper.”
“Oh right, well, I don’t know. I was feeling kind of tired.”
Without really thinking about it I pouted at him by crossing my arms and pulling my bottom lip up over my top, shifted on my feet awkwardly. He smiled at me and closed the magazine, leaned toward me.
“No alcohol, no smoking, and the only spanking is to be handled by me.”
“Deal,” I said before I ran back to the guest room and picked up the headset. “Hey guys, are you still interested in doing something? Mr. Grant said it’s okay if you come over. We can’t be drinking but we’ll still have a good time.”
“Great,” Ben said.
“What time?” Ethan asked.
“I don’t know. Just come over whenever,” I said.
“I can come over now,” Ben replied.
“It will take me a while,” Ethan said.
Before I knew it Ben disconnected from the game and Ethan did as well. I exited the multi-player game and started a single player one. I was several levels into it when Ben rang the doorbell. He really was desperate to get out of his house. I ran to the door and opened it to let him inside the house. He had a bag in his hand.
“What’s that?” I asked.
“Noise makers,” he said. “My parents had them and told me to take them with me. They’re not messy. They just make noise.”
“Okay, come on in,” I said.
I led him into the living room where Mr. Grant got to his feet and moved to Ben. They shook hands and I introduced them to each other. Mr. Grant said he had something to do in the kitchen so we took over the couch. Ben looked pleased but a little disappointed. It was then that I realized that other than video games we hadn’t really talked about much. I wasn’t sure what he thought about my relationship with Mr. Grant and I wasn’t sure what to make of his diaper at the party.
“Sorry about that thing at Halloween,” I said.
“Don’t worry about it,” he said.
“I just thought the people I invited would be cooler than that. People should be able to wear whatever they want. What inspired you?”
“Actually, I kind of like wearing them,” he answered.
“Really?”
“I’m actually wearing a diaper right now,” he said.
“Really?”
He nodded.
“Don’t tell anyone,” he said.
I looked to where Mr. Grant was in the kitchen as he was getting refreshments. It felt so awkward sitting there and yet to me it didn’t seem like a big deal. I had had my own experience with a diaper, possibly a much needed one given my habit of pissing myself. After a night of binge drinking I reckoned it was a safe way to sleep, at least for me. He looked around at the room, maybe hoping to change the topic.
“You don’t have to worry about it tonight,” I said.
He looked at me with doubt in his eyes.
“In fact one time I woke up in a diaper after a night of drinking.”
“What? Was it some kind of dare or fraternity prank?”
“No, actually Mr. Grant put me in it. I kind of pissed myself in his car. By kind of, I mean I actually did.”
He laughed and I smiled back awkwardly as I wasn’t sure why I confessed to him my secret. Maybe because he was wearing, maybe because I thought I could trust him. It didn’t feel all the important in my head, but after I said it I felt like I had let something go that I couldn’t get back.
“Thanks for telling me that,” he said.
“Okay,” I replied.
We stared at each other feeling a awkward until Mr. Grant came into the room with a soda for each of us. I took it gratefully, then offered to show Ben around the house which he accepted. We got to our feet and I told him to put the can down on a coaster before I ushered him through the rest of the house. When we got to the master bedroom I was thankful that Mr. Grant was always tidy and there was nothing evident to be ashamed of like a pair of dirty underwear. When we got to the guest room I remembered back to Halloween night and the sight of Ben on his knees giving that guy a blow job. He hadn’t seen me watching him. I turned he light on and off quickly before I walked away from the room afraid I was going to say something embarrassing. He didn’t seem to notice, but it was the only thing I could think about as we made our way to the living room even when Mr. Grant engaged Ben in small talk.
We chatted for some time before Ethan finally knocked at the door. I was quick to get to my feet and open the door for him. He smiled at me before we walked back to the living room. Somehow standing there with him I thought about the paddling on Halloween night as the two of us had each felt the paddle he had given me but I had barely told him anything about it. To be fair after Parker much of it was a blur.
“Hi,” Ethan said with a wave of his hand.
“Oh right, you guys haven’t actually met,” I said. “Ethan this is Ben. Ben this is Ethan.”
“Hi,” Ben said holding up his hand slightly.
“Well,” I said.
“Come in and have a seat,” Mr. Grant offered. “Maybe Shane can get you something to drink.”
“Right,” I said before dashing off to the kitchen.
Much of the night was just as awkward. We sat around trying to talk about things but nothing felt right, so when we turned on the celebration coverage there was at least something in common that didn’t need to be discussed. It was like that until I ran into Ethan on my way back from the bathroom and he pulled me into the guest room. He had a inquisitive, if not naughty look on his face. We stood in the shadows of the room partially illuminated by light the living room.
“What’s the deal with Ben out there?” he asked.
“What do you mean?”
“I kind of just thought he was someone you met online. What’s he like? Is he a spanking friend? You haven’t really said much.”
“Oh well, he’s into diapers,” I said.
“Really?” he asked.
“No, I mean, would that be okay with you?”
“To each their own,” Ethan said.
“Okay, well then he is, but actually I met him at the mall with Ryan. It’s a long story but he came to my Halloween party.”
“He’s kind of cute. I’m not sure about the diaper thing. Is he into spanking at all?”
“Well, he’s not against it. I mean, well, Halloween night I got out the paddle and there were a bunch of us but we played this game. I know he had a sore ass the next day. I’m not sure if he was just playing along or he was really into it.”
“That’s good to know I guess,” he said.
“Do you like him?”
“I wouldn’t kick him out of bed,” Ethan said.
I rolled my eyes at the comment. As if he could tell by the body movements he took hold of my arm and stopped me from completely dismissing what he said.
“No really, I’m joking. He’s cute and if he’s in the least interested, maybe, I don’t know, I could see myself dating him at least once. How old is he?”
“Eighteen,” I said. “I haven’t carded him yet but that’s what he said.”
“We need to find out.” He gripped my arm tighter.
“Okay, relax you’re starting to hurt me,” I said.
He released me and was about to leave me when I stopped him. An idea occurred to me and it just felt right.
“Actually, there is something I want to do.”
We both snuck into the bathroom where I found the diapers at the back of the cupboard and pulled them out. Ethan gave me a look of surprise, then of confusion so I explained to him that Ben was wearing one right now and that I thought we should give it a try.
“Is there something you want to tell me about you or Mr. Grant?” he asked.
“No, it was just a punishment,” I said.
“What?”
“I pissed myself,” I said. “More than once, the second time being in his car so he got diapers and he put one on me. It was before we were really a couple.”
“I wish I was drunk for this,” Ethan said.
Fifteen minutes later we both walked out not wearing pants but instead just wearing our t-shirts and a diaper. Mr. Grant noticed first and gave us a concerned look. When Ben saw us his face turned red.
“Baby New Year?” Mr. Grant asked.
We looked to each other as we realized it wasn’t actually a good idea, especially as Ben seemed to almost want to run away, maybe even cry. I raised my hand to stop Mr. Grant from saying anything else.
“Actually, I need to see Ben in the other room,” I said.
Ben got to his feet, his head low, and walked to meet me. I put my arm around his shoulders as I took him to the guest bedroom where I turned on the light and led him to the bed to sit. His hands were shaking.
“Wait, I’m not trying to embarrass you,” I said. “I was trying to actually make it okay. Ethan wanted to do it too. It’s not a joke.”
“Really?” Ben asked.
“I swear,” I said.
“Okay,” he replied.
“Would you want to join us?” I asked. “Mr. Grant won’t care. I don’t care. Ethan doesn’t care. It’s just us.”
He looked me in the eye and maybe he could tell the truth, or maybe he was just so desperate to have a friend and have the experience he nodded. I watched as he got to his feet, undid his belt and jeans, pushed them down to his ankles where he took off his shoes, and finally stepped out of them. His diaper was clearly different from mine. I took his hand and together we walked back into the living room.
I assumed Mr. grant had talked to Ethan in the mean time because he didn’t say anything when we came back out. Instead of going back to our seats we went to the floor where we sat shoulder to shoulder and looked up at the television. When we did the diaper crinkled and air shot up from my butt to the small of my back and we both started laughing. It wasn’t long before Ethan joined us. Mr. Grant stayed on the couch.
Just before midnight he gave us the noise makers and at midnight we all made as much noise as we could as we knocked and pushed against each other. What shocked me most though was when Ethan whispered in Ben’s ear before they kissed. At first it was tentative but then Ethan took over and fell to the ground with him as they started to kiss more passionately. I felt jealous so I got up and went to Mr. Grant, sat on his lap, and started to kiss him. Our kiss was shorter than Ethan and Ben’s kiss.
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