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I first became interested in diapers at age 4 and it was purely by accident that I stumbled upon the interest to wear diapers again. It went like this, first of all I was raised in a fairly religious home in that my dad was a jehovahs witness and my mom was a baptist (I know, how did that happen?) and I had just discovered masturbation only it wasn't called "masturbation" it was called "riding the blanket" and because both parents were religious, masturbation was forbidden and if you got caught doing it, you got spanked so I figuered out real quick the key is, don't get caught, I was only caught 3 maybe 4 times in my whole life, but anyway this one day my mom and dad went out of town for the day and left this this red headed mean bitch in charge of us(my 2 older sisters and me and baby brother who obviously still wore diapers at the time) while they were out of town, at 4 years of age, this woman really rubbed me the wrong way and pissed me off and so I really went out of my way to be as obnoxious as I could and piss her off right back which I eventually succeeded in doing just that but it was how I had succeeded in doing it, as I mentioned I was being as obnoxious as I knew how to be and so eventually I got sent to my room which I shared with my baby brother and she didn't say what I could and couldn't do while I was in there, and so not being quite satified that I had made her good and angry yet, I went looking for another way to get a rise out of her so I proceeded to throw my stuffed animals around the room because my door was left open so she could still keep an eye on me, well that didn't seem to bother her too bad but I was instructed to pick them all up by her so as I crossed the room to retrieve a couple of them I saw sitting next to my brother's crip on the change table one of my teddy bears that a couple of days earlier my mom had put one of brother's diapers on at my request so I guess I wasn't completely uninterested in diapers at that point but I hadn't quite built up enough curiosity to try one on myself yet or at least not until that day anyway, so as I was looking at the teddy bear with the diaper on I looked alittle further down the change table and saw a good sized stack of my brother's diapers sitting there and thought to myself "hmmmm?" I wonder what it would be like to try one on, so I grabbed a diaper off the top of the stack and headed for my bed which unfortunately for me was in plain sight of my wonderful babysitter and layed down on my bed fully clothed and slid the diaper under my butt and pulled the front of the diaper up between my legs and layed there for all of about 3 seconds before the babysitter saw me and just about came unglued as she stormed into my room and rather violently snatched the diaper out from under me and yelled at me and ordered me into the living room with everybody else, and so being rather satisfied with myself that I had finally figuered out a way to seriously tick her off right back, I did as I was told and got up off of bed and headed for the livingroom but as I was getting up I realized that I was fully erect and that by putting that diaper on had caused that to happen so I logged that in the back of my mind because I knew then and there that I was going to have to investigate that feeling that I was having at a later date more specifically when no one was watching me which at 4 years of age is alot harder to do than one would think. I don't know what it was at her seeing me try on one of my brother's diapers but it really set her off, she so mad she that wouldn't even talk to me for the rest of the day, and so that event really made my day. Because of the fact that my mom and dad didn't believe in God the same way, we weren't all that close as a family and I hate to admitt it but at four years of age, I felt fairly neglected especially since about a year earlier when my little brother came along, everybody was focused on him so that left me with alot of alone time which after I became curious/interested in diapers, I used to my advantage or at least I tried to anyway, I discovered that just because I wasn't the baby anymore, didn't mean that no one was paying attention to me anymore like two older sisters, but I did succeed twice in sneaking diapers out of the house but at 4 yaers of age there were some places that my parents didn't want me going into like the shed and this old car that was parked in the backyard but those were the only two places which provided good cover for me to pursue my curiosity in private. The first time I almost got caught I was in the old car parked in the backyard and it was my mom that almost caught me with my pants down, it was good thing for me I heard her calling out to me because it gave me just enough time to pull my pants back up, I was in the back of the car for 2 maybe 3 minutes and just enough time to almost get the diaper on and realize that I was definitely interested in diapers and really wanted to masturbate in or at least with one but like I said my mom came outside looking for me so I didn't get a chance to. The second time that I successfully smuggled diapers out of the house was when my grandparents from Colorado came to visit mostly to see my brother but once again I found myself alone so I seized the opportunity to pursue my curiosity and for some odd reason at four year of age you think more is somehow better when it is just the opposite, when no one was looking I grabbed a whole stack of diapers and put them into a tote bag with some stuffed animals and headed outside and seemingly no one noticed what I had in the bag or at least none of the adults did anyway, my oldest sister on the other hand, well that was different story, unbeknownst to me she took a glance into my bag and saw what she thought looked like diapers and wondered just what the heck I was going to do with them and so she watched me go outside and watched where I went once I got out there, I headed directly to the shed and once inside I lowered my pants and underware and tried once again to put a diaper on, now our backyard was semi graveled and so as I'm standing there trying to figure out how to work the tapes on the sides of the diaper, I can hear someone walking through the yard outside of the shed, next thing you know I hear the wooden shed door begin to grind open and so I pulled my pants back up real quick diaper and all, and it was my oldest sister that entered the shed and asked what I was doing which I replied "nothing" and so she proceeded to pick up my tote bag and explore the contents of the bag and of coarse she saw the diapers and asked what I planned to do with them and so I lied and said that I was going to put the on my stuffed animals, and at four years of age you don't exactly think of everything and so you lack the ability to plan at least 3 to 5 moves ahead and this was back in the early 70's when pampers were rectangle in shape and considerably thicker and bulkier than they are today and so needless to say I had a bulge from the diaper on both sides of my pants which my sister also inquired about and she said "you're wearing a diaper, aren't you?" and at first I lied and said no but then she threatened to go tell on me if I didn't tell her the truth so I just nodded my head without saying anything and so ordered me to take it off and at first I argued and said that I wasn't getting undressed in front of her but she threatened to tell on me if I didn't take it off immediately, so undid my pants just enough to pull the diaper out and hand it to my sister who was glaring at me and watched her put it in the tote bag and walk out of the shed tot bag and all and go back in the house where she turned the bag over to my mom and told her that it was me that had taken them outside but she didn't snitch me off about wearing the diaper, my mom told my dad who had a very unpleasent uncomfortable conversation with me about it and told me that if I got caught playing the diapers again that he was going to make me wear a diaper all day. Now the thought of wearing a diaper all day didn't sound all that bad but I had a lot of questions about proposal that I wasn't sure I really wanted to hear the answer to and the other thing was the fact that my dad would have humiliated me about the fact that I was wearing a diaper all day long and that didn't sound very appealing to me and so with that threat in mind, my diaper interests were scared off for a couple of years. Where we lived at the time was close enough to the elementary school that I could walk to school everyday and every day when I walking home, I would pass this foster home with an old car parked in front of it and on the dash of this old car I could clearly see a fairly large diaper sitting on it and I walked by this house twenty or thirty times and still the diaper never moved and so one day I worked up the nerve to approach the vehicle and I reached in through the driver side window which was half rolled up and snatched that diaper off of the dash and made a mad dash home, now my brother was still in diapers at the time and I still shared a room with him but as I learned at age 4, people were definitely watching me especially around my brother's diapers and from the last little incident on they kept a careful count of how diapers were in the box and on the change table area so it made it nearly impossible for me to steal one of his and the threat of having to wear a diaper all day as far as I knew was still in effect and so for that reason I didn't dare try to take one of his, but someone elses well that was a different story, so anyway I hurried home and between ages 4 and 6 we had moved to another house and on our property we had our house which was a really cool two story and the downstairs was sub level but we also had two other structures on the property as well and my dad built me my own little playhouse in the backyard which afforded me a great deal of privacy which is exactly where I went with my stolen diaper and this time I had a great deal of unrestricted time to play in my new diaper which looking back was a good sized diaper it was at medium or what wouldv'e been the overnight size that one on the dark blue box but anyway I dropped my pants and underwear and opened it up and slid it between my legs and pulled both front and back side up and I'll tell you what that diaper would've actually fit had I pulled the tapes and taped both sides together but I was 6 and easily distracted and I heard the kids next door yelling and having fun so I wanted to go join them but I didn't want to take the diaper off just yet so I pulled my underwear up over the diaper and adjusted it underneath so that everything felt comfortable and pulled my pants up over the top of all that and took off to go see what was happening next door. One of the neighbor girls noticed the bulge under my pants and asked me if I still wore diapers? at which I replied "no, of coarse not" but she kept on insisting that it looked like I was wearing one and I insisted that I wasn't but finally I excused myself from that arguement and said I needed to home and use the restroom and got out of there, as soon as I got back home I went to the backyard and back to my playhouse and for the first time ever in my life, I masturbated with a diaper on and when I was done I wet in my diaper but afterward I felt guilty for doing all of that so I threw the diaper away and didn't play with another diaper again until I was seven. Looking back my diaper interest came and went between ages 4 and 10 and I also took notice of the fact that I ususally didn't give much thought to diapers unless I was around alot of them which occured twice a year for me when I had to attent one of those boring jehovahs witness bible conventions with my dad but that was when I would see lots and lots of diapers and get reinterested, one time when I was 10 while attending one of such conventions I came upon some parents who sitting on the floor with their toddler and sitting right beside them was a whole box of pampers and I thought to myself "wow, a whole box of diapers, how awesome would that be?", I was returning to my seat from lunch break so that meant so that meant I had to sit through three and half more hours of boring talks but as I sat there I kept thinking about that box of pampers and awesome it would be if I could have a box like that for myself, (it was twelve pack) then I got to thinking about some of the little stores I frequented like the circle K that was about a quarter mile away from where I lived,and a store that I went to at least 3 or 4 times a week to buy things like candy and jerky and occasionally play video games and then I remembered the fact that on the back wall of the store they had that exact same box of pampers that I had just seen and it didn't seem like it was all that expensive and then I slapped myself on the forhead and felt like a total idiot because I could've been buying my own diapers all these years but I had just never thought about it before now and I had 7 or 8 dollars in my wallet at the time so I figuered more than enough to cover the cost of a 12 pack of pampers down at circle K when I got back home that day after the convention, I guess it was lucky for me that I didn't have that revelation the day before because then I would've really been bummed out about having to sit through another long boring day of talks and lectures but it just so happened that I glanced at my wrist watch and discovered that we only had another hour and a half to go then we could head for home which was another 2 hours driving time away and let me tell you it was the longest two hour drive in my life, that money in my wallet was about to catch fire, so I went to sleep or least tried to go to sleep to try an pass the time better about the time I finally fell asleep we were pulling into town and then I was wide awake, as soon as we got home I hopped on bike church clothes an all and rode to circle K but then I had to figure out which box to buy and while I was standing there looking at the diaper boxes on the shelf the clerk walked up on me and about scared me out of my skin when she if I needed any help, she asked how big the baby was and I was kind of stumped at the question but I thought about it for a second and said pretty good sized so she recommended the toddler size in the purple box and so I went with her recommendation and bought that one it was less that five bucks which just made me kick myself that much more as rode home. Since one of my sisters had moved out a few months before, I got to have her old room downstairs and since I had moved downstairs my dad installed a window in my room which had a big ledge on the outside, so when I came up the driveway, I stopped by my window and dropped off the package and went inside real quick, half ways hung up my coat which later on I regretted and headed down the stairs to my room which was right at the bottom of the stairs and the only real problem with my room was that it didn't have a door but the stairs squeaked and screeched with every step you took so you could usually hear when someone was walking down them but ever so often you couldn't, but I was so excited at the fact that I had just bought my very own box of pampers and brought them home I wasn't even thinking about that kind of thing at the moment, I just opened my window, took the sreen loose and retrieved my box of pampers, put the screen back, shut the window and ripped that box open, oh that smell was so AWESOME!, I pulled a diaper out of the box, unfolded it and put it on my bed (which was also right at the foot of the stairs), undid my pants which fell to my ankles and pulled off my underwear and layed down on my stomach and started going to town on that diaper but then I heard a noise that sounded almost like someones belt being unfastened and I thought for sure it was my dad and that I was about to get the spanking of a lifetime and I guarantee ithat it would've been one the worst spankings because my bare bottom was exposed and the really bad thing was the fact the spanking wasn't even going to be the worst part because when he was done spanking me, he was going to ask me a hundred and one really uncomfortable questions that I really didn't want to have to answer and God only knows what was going to happen after that, so I stopped what I was doing immediately and just waited for the worst day of my life to begin but after about 5 or 10 seconds nothing happened so I looked back over my shoulder and thank GOD! no one was there, it turned out that it was just some loose change in my pants pocket had moved around while I was pleasuring myself, I gave a serious sigh of relief to myself and thought "Wow,that was a close call and I really should've been more careful" so I moved my diaper party into my sister's room because my sister wasn't home at the time and wouldn't be back for a few more hours and the nice thing about my sister's room was that it had a door that could be closed for added protection and of coarse privacy for my sister. Once again being young, I lacked the ability to fully think things through, once again I had a diaper that would fit to the point that I could've used the tape on the diaper itself and fastened it on but I lacked the understanding to tuck my slightly erect penis down between my legs so that the diaper would fit better, so my problem was that I could fasten one side on but not the other, man, I really wish that my thinking had been just alittle more evolved because had I thought about it just alittle harder, I could've used a piece of duct tape to fasten the other side on and then I would've been set, or I could've tucked my penis down between my legs and "properly" fastened it on the way I wanted it,man, the things you don't think about when you're younger, I didn't come up with any of those ideas until I was 14 and by then I had seriously out grown those diapers and pampers didn't come out with the extra large size until I was 15, but back when I was 10, I wasn't concerned about the way they fit, just in the way they felt when I had them on however I did like modeling them in front of my sister's wall mounted mirror and it's a real shame that I didn't think about taking pictures of myself wearing them back then of back in those days all we had was those poloroid instamatic cameras or at least that would've been the only camera that I would've used such reasons, but anyway I was standing in front of my sister's mirror admiring myself with a diaper on when my dad called down for me, once again I didn't want to take the diaper off just yet, so I pulled my pants and underwear up over the top of it and went to go see what my dad wanted, I just assumed that he wanted to talk to me so that was why I figuered it was no big deal if I kept the diaper on, WRONG!, he wanted me to walk up the stairs and pick up my coat that had fallen off the hook onto floor, so that meant I had to walk by him twice!, but my brother was watching TV and it was kind of loud so it covered up some of crinkle noise my diaper made as I walked past him both times, anyway after I hung my coat up and walked passed him a second time,I went to go back down stairs and I was half way down the stairs when my dad called me back up, I thought the worst at that point,I thought for sure that he was going to ask what I had on my pants but he didn't, he informed me that he would be leaving soon and that he wanted me to keep an eye on my brother until my mom returned home from church, so I said that I would do that and returned to my sister's room to retrieve my diapers and give myself a happy ending, while I was masturbating,I started thinking about what would've happened had I gotten caught doing what I was doing and I knew for sure that I would've got one heck of a spanking and most likely I would have been forced to wear the rest of the diaper that were in the box and most likely received a few more spankings in that whole process which much to my surprise, the thought of wearing a diaper and being spanked really turned me on, so at 10 years old I became interested in diaper spankings but I really didn't start to experiment with that idea until I was 14 and after I read a really cool story in a hustler magazine about a woman who enjoyed being spanked for sexual reasons at that point I realized that I liked being spanked for sexual reasons as well, that story in the hustler magazine gave alittle bit of comfort because that meant that I wasn't the only one that enjoyed spankings for sexual reasons but it wasn't until the late nineties and the evolution of the internet that I discovered other people that enjoy being spanked in a diaper similar to me but this was how I became interested in diapers, I hoped enjoyed my story, it's a true life account