diaper-dj

diaper-dj - football practice

This is my second diaper-related story. It's not quite finished, as I haven't had much free time to sit down and plot the rest. If you have any suggestions, please feel free to write - any feedback is welcome. You can contact me here.

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Football Practice - Part 2

Derek and Justin followed behind the rest of the team. The coach was already on the field getting the equipment set up for the day's practice.

"Ok guys, pair up for warm ups. Blake will lead today."

Blake started the team with some jumping jacks. Derek turned a deep red as he heard his diaper crinkling under his uniform. Justin was equally distressed, but did not let it show on his face like his team mate. As soon as the jumping jacks were over, the team started running their usual 10 laps around the field, followed by 100 sit ups. Justin and Derek paired up for the sit up routines, each one made aware of hsi diaper with each movement.

After the team finished warming up, the coach started the drills. As the drills wore on, Derek started to forget about the added bulk of the diaper and started to concentrate on the game. Justin, however, remained quite distracted during the entire practice, missing catches, throwing short and being tackled unexpectedly on more than one occasion.

Near the middle of practice, Derek needed to use the bathroom. He instictively ran over to where the coach was watching the team and asked if he could use the bathroom.

"You're diapered for a reason. Use it," said the coach.

Realizing that he still had a diaper on, Derek whined back, "Come on coach, you can't be serious. I'm a big boy, I can handle a toilet."

"No way. You and Justin have refused to act like adults, so I'm going to treat you like you asked. If you really have to go, you shouldn't have a problem wetting your diaper. Now get back out there before I make this a permanent thing and let the QB change your diapers for you."

"Coach..." said Derek.

The coach pointed back to the field, and Derek started jogging back to the huddle where his teammates were planning the next play. The huddle broke, Derek took his position and waited for play to start. The ball was thrown to him, as planned, and he made a run for the end zone.

Derek finally reached the goal line, then turned around and threw the ball back to the quarterback for the next play. By this time the pressure in his bladder had grown to where he couldn't take it any more. Walking wasn't helping keep the urge down, and he finally stopped, bent over slightly and exhaled deeply as he saturated his diaper. The coach, watching from the fifty yard line, smiled to himself and continued directing practice.

Justin met up with his teammate at the thirty-five yard line and asked Derek what happened. Derek repeated what the coach said as Justin admitted to needing to use the restroom also.

"Don't bother asking the coach, he's serious about us using our diapers," said Derek.

"Damnit. I haven't worn a diaper since I was two. Why should I start now?"

The huddle was called and the next play explained. During the course of the drill, Justin caught the ball and was promptly tackled by an opposing team member. The tackle startled him enough that he let go in his diapers while still laying on the ground from the tackle. Justin was still wetting his diaper as he stood up, which caused a slight leak in the diaper's leg area. Before he realized it, the diaper had leaked on his uniform pants and made a small but growing wet spot.

"Wet your pants often, little boy?" mocked one of the players.

"No, just when I land on WET GRASS ON THE FIELD," Justin snapped as he walked off the field. As he started to walk away he managed to stop wetting his diaper.

Derek walked over to where Justin was standing on the sideline. "You had to go too, huh?" he said with a smile.

"Shut up" said Justin as he walked away.

"Hey, we're stuck like this as long as we're on the team. We might as well get used to it. Besides, it isn't all that bad. The extra padding kept me from a sore tailbone two plays ago."

"Yeah, and when the rest of the team finds out? Then what?" Justin asked, "They'll be making fun of us for years. Never mind the rest of the school finding out. We'll be laughed at for the rest of our school careers."

"Yeah," Derek replied, "But you don't have to take your pads off when you gotta use the bathroom."

Justin looked back at Derek. "You know, if I didn't know better, I'd say you liked wearing a diaper."

"I'm not saying I like it, I'm just saying we're stuck in them, we might as well make the best of it," said Derek.

"Yeah, right," Justin grunted as he walked back on the field. Derek shrugged, put his helmet back on and followed Justin.

Practice continued for another half hour before Derek had to use the bathroom again. He didn't bother asking the coach this time since he already knew what the answer would be. The pressure in his bladder finally was enough for him. As he was walking back to the huddle, he paused briefly, wet his diaper for a second time, then continued back to his teammates.

After the last practice play for the day, the coach called everyone off the field. "Hit the showers guys. Good job today."

The coach stopped Justin and Derek as they jogged by with the rest of the team. "Meet me in the training room first."

Derek and Justin walked back to the training room. Justin sat down on the floor next to his helmet with his knees up to his chest, while Derek rolled the chair from the trainer's desk to the exam table. Derek looked over to where Justin was sitting on the floor. He could see the wet spot on Justin's pants getting a bit bigger as his diaper leaked some more under the tight pads and pants his teammate was wearing. Justin looked up at Derek, then looked at the door while they waited for the coach to come back and get them out of their diapers.

To be continued...

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