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@Pete671 my story is here for all to read. I am my own person. Nobody forced me or coerced me, I learned to love diapers on my own. If I find the post I will be happy to give you an IRL,,, Hugs to you

LiL Marc very nice stash hugs bud !!

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A physical disability does not impair your mental capacity Brian, and you my friend are a very intelligent man and a good friend and a great inspiration to many lives here. Love ya bro !!

My name is Jason and I am 18 years old gay and a diaper lover. I knew I was gay from the age of 11. I tried fighting the feelings, and I did a lot of praying and soul searching from the age of 11. This is not the easiest thing in the world to admit to. My mom and dad are religious, and I have sat in my room many nights talking to God and asking him why I was this way. I have a younger brother that I love so much and I wished we could spend more time together. My little brother don't care that I am gay. He loves me for who I am, and that I have always been there for him. He spends lots of time with me after he finishes school and we still play video games together for hours. I still love my mom and I see her often. We talk and she knows what happened between us is not what family does to each other. I can feel her guilt when I speak to her and it hurts me to see my mom cry. It will take a miracle for my dads heart to change, and our relationship will always be flawed. Spending time with my little brother and my cousins, I wouldn't trade for the world. I asked my mom this weekend if my little brother can spend the weekend with me and she agreed. He knows nothing about diapers, and I won't wear diapers in front of him. I already spoke to my aunts and they see no problem with him spending some time with me. I just hate for my little brother to see me cry when I get sad. I miss my mom so much. I have no fear of my dad, but I don't want to come between dad and mom. When my mom hugs me I don't want to let go. That is the one thing that hurts me the most, and yes it depresses me. My aunts and my mom talk almost everyday, and I know my mom always asks about me and still truly cares for my health and well being. I spend lots of time praying for my dad, and hoping that God softens his hard heart. I spent time with my aunt Evelyn last night just bawling my eyes out and sobbing like a baby, and she held me tight and let me cry. I don't want to bring anyone down for this weekend of love and a celebration of hearts, and I have to stay tough for my little brother. Bless you all, and have a wonderful Valentines Day. May you all stay safe and warm.

I am the typical gay man and yes I know how to dance and shake my ass and hips. My mom taught me to dance at a very young age and I went to many school parties and was big with the girls. I remember guys getting jealous because I knew how to dance and they knew how to hold down a chair. I learned how to dance to the music of Britney Spears, Lady Gaga, Linkin Park, Fergie, Jennifer Lopez, and those were just a few that I enjoyed. At 13 when I first started living with my aunt, it took me time to adjust and come out of my shell. My aunt was the best, and she was there for me 100%. She treated me as a person and not a gay juvenile delinquent. She taught me right from wrong and good from bad. I got serious, and grew up fast under her supervision. The best thing I can say of my aunt is thet if I did anything wrong she was there to correct me with love and guide me to do right. She taught me how to perfect my dance moves and I danced my way at all high school gatherings and parties. Being gay was not hated on as it was in the early days and teens were a bit more free in 2013. I remember how many times my aunt danced with me to the sounds of Saturday Night Fever, and the music of David Shire (Night On Disco Mountain) or (Salsation). She made me dance and shake and gyrate, and I was the popular gay guy in high school. Dancing has helped me also and made me feel that I am not alone. Now with 2 beautiful aunts, and dancing with them brings like my aunt says "JOY". The first time I went out with a teen, we went out to eat and we danced, and for the first time in my life I felt proud to have people cheer me on and clap as we twirled each other around, cutting the rug as my aunt would say. Dancing is an art form and I still have so much more to learn. Even my 80 year old grandma has moves and still shakes her butt like shes a young woman. Dancing is also a great form of exercise and stress relief as you say. Thank you so much Aunt Evelyn & Elle,, you guys rock !!

I love the peace and tranquility of going hiking, winter or summer. The sights are so astounding and so real. The silence and sheer beauty.

Do you have anyone in your life a girlfriend maybe ? I know until I found a friend I could talk with I was mostly to myself or my aunts, and we chat about everything. I worked before the pandemic and had a few people my age to chat with in person at work, I was always very social. I'm only 18 years old now, and learning more about me everyday. If you want to chat lets chat.

I refasten tapes also after a good walk in the park and the first pee and poop of the day, then going for a good jog and letting it squish around and sag a bit. Time to tighten it up a little more. Usually me and my bf duck behind a tree and fix each others diapers and make them snug. If they get too saggy then we just wrap our jackets around our waists and that means its time to get home and change each other.

Well there are many different types of boobs. If you want the pointy female type there are exercises and drug free methods. If you are lookong for the manly pecs, there is weight training and plenty push ups and pullups. It all depends on you. Surgery may look pretty, but remember we all grow old, and the scars dont look too good down the road.

Those pictures are great and I love them legs !! ?

Me and my boyfriend are reading this and it feels so real and so good. My bf lives 200+ miles away in MA. There is so much bad talk about long distance relationships, and I admit it scares me. I wont let it bother me or put a wall between us. If we ever break up, we break up on good terms and we will always have feelings for each other. We have had a third party join us during sex (diaper sex), and we had so much fun. My bf leaves back to MA. tomorrow morning and I will miss him dearly, but I know he has friends there, and I have friends here that I can be with. No jealousy or animosity or friction at all. I have learned at a very young age to seperate love from sex. I love from my heart and I feel sex in my loins. @foreverdlI am saddened that you cannot have sex anymore, but you are still together and love each other. Not having sex isn't the end of the world. There is always something more erotic and sensual and loving from just a kiss or a touch. Yes love is way more important. I have only been with my bf for a year, many couples will spend a lifetime together. They will share the joys of parenthood and raising a family, which in itself is love at its best. I love my aunts and the love they share is genuine. I want to grow old and feel that kind of love. I want to be as true to myself as they have shown me to be. I remember my uncle Pete and I saw the love my aunt shared with him, always holding hands and kissing. For a boy growing up it was a good sign of things to come. Hugs everyone and love is the key.

My aunt told me of a music group Parliament Funkadelic that had a guitar player Garry Marshall Shider that played for the group and also appeared on stage in big fluffy cloth diapers. I was skeptical, and had to see for myself. Heres a man that got up on stage for over 30 years and played guitar in a diaper. Very impressive ! May he RIP !!