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Teddy Bears Picnic It was a wonderful Pride Day in our fair city. The weather was pleasantly warm and the crowds had come out in force, apparently the whole community loved such well-organised events. I was sitting in the picnic/bar area with a large group of friends when a sleuth of lovely bears; weighty, beardy and dressed in checked shirts and leather, walked past. Inspired by such a wonderful (if stereotype) vision I just happened to ask to anyone who was listening who still had their childhood teddy bear? One of the guys passing stopped and replied that most bears he knew still have bears and lovingly treasure them. I happened to mention that he wasn’t the only one as I also still had my own sitting on a shelf in my study at home. Now this may surprise you but it’s actually in my bedroom but I felt too embarrassed to admit that little fact. The chatty hirsute fellow in the bar said he wouldn’t dream of keeping his anywhere but in the bedroom where, when he falls asleep, is there to protect him. He explained to the group that as a child his parents had told him that when he goes to sleep, his teddy would be there to look out for him, fight off any monsters and prevent bad dreams. Even now at his age (early thirties I would guess), he wouldn’t like to spend a night without being under teddy’s (Mr Claws) watchful eye. Slowly it emerged that quite a few of our mixed gay and hetero number still had their childhood bears and wouldn’t part with them even for the best shag in the world. Well, in truth, it was only one person who admitted to that particular thing, the rest of us decided that it all depended on who was on offer… and left it at that. It would appear that teddy bears, our bears, are perhaps the only thing we still cling to from our childhood. We stick to a memory of that sweet fluffy creature that saw us through every moment of our young life. It offered friendship, comfort, safety and to some - protection, when the adult world seemed really gross and scary. We sucked on it as a baby, we hugged it as a toddler and we travelled with it as we grew up – a journey simply wasn’t worth taking unless our best friend, our teddy, was right alongside us. We then got down to discussing our individual teddies; our childish names for them, how big or small they were, the fur which had disappeared over the years, the repairs that had been made, the clothes we sometimes dressed them in (and some still had them wearing the same outfit) counting all the trials we’d gone through with him or her. It was never an ‘it’, it was never an inanimate object, it had a name, it was real and he or she was our best friend. --- Memories of our infancy came rushing back, someone claimed he could remember being in his pram, wearing only a nappy and clutching ‘Fooby’ to his chest, the soft fur being nice against his naked baby chest. I had no memory that stretched that far back, certainly not to when I was a baby but (confession time) I was wearing a nappy at that moment and often did when I planned a long day out that might (ha-ha) involve drinking a copious amount. About that. I wear a nappy occasionally, perhaps more than I’d like to admit but let me tell you why. When I was ten mum had a bit of a breakdown. Not a nervous breakdown, or at least I don’t think it was, but one Friday I came home from school and mum announced that from that moment on I was being returned to wearing nappies. I was shocked but, as it had been just mum and me since dad up and left us when I was three, I rarely argued with her on any subject. However, on this occasion I had to ask “Why?” “Well sweetheart, I just can’t bear the thought of you growing up and leaving me...” “But mum, erm, I....” “So, I want my sweet baby boy back and I’ve already made arrangements.” “But mum, I don’t want to be put back in nappies, what will my friends say, or Aunt Carole (mum’s sister who was a daily visitor to our home) I don’t want to be seen wearing...” “No point in arguing sweetheart, I’ve decided and so that’s what will, happen. Come with me and I’ll show you what I mean.” --- There was no chance to think as she grabbed my hand and all but dragged me upstairs to my room. Nothing too much had changed, or so I thought, but she opened my underwear drawer and there was nothing but disposables laid out. She opened the next drawer down and there were loads of what I thought were towels filling the space. “What do I want with towels?” I asked innocently but worried. “They aren’t towels sweetheart, they are your night time terry nappies.” she proudly displayed one as she flapped it out and showed me how it was going to be folded. 4’2” tall and weigh 60pounds at my last doctor’s check two weeks before. I know at the time mum said to the doctor she wondered if I might be a little small for my age but he said it was impossible to say at this stage. However, the doctor asked about the height and weight of my father and told her that I could put on a growth spurt at any moment and not to worry. “These things have a way of sorting themselves out” came her reassuring professional (and medical) words. So, I wore nappies for a further year or two (maybe three) before I was old enough to say “NO” but strangely, once I was out of them I really missed them. It wasn’t until many years later and working and could afford my own that I gratefully slipped back into wearing them. Styles and thickness had changed quite a lot since I was young and it was with some trepidation that I ordered my first batch off the net. The company supplied items for ABDLs and they really were designed to make a person like me feel childish but very happy. --- Meanwhile, one of our group laughingly suggested that ‘one fine day’ we should hold a teddy bears picnic and bring all out furry friends to meet each other. We all joked about the image it offered. We all pretended it was a great idea but not really what grown men should be engaging in. However, a nervous voice (it was me) began to sing The Teddy Bears Picnic so the thought hit some deep spot in so many people’s psyche that others joyously joined in. I think the group of ‘bears’ standing the corner thought it was about them and also gave voice. It was a great communal moment and it now looks like we will be taking to the local woods shortly and having a picnic surrounded by our most intimate and loyal fuzzy friends. Oh, and on another note, my fluffy disposable had lovely little bears wearing nappies printed all over it... they are my favourite and extremely comfy to have near me... just like Jerry, my teddy bear. Jerry ~~~~~ What’s your teddy bear called and how long have you been together? ~~~~
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I was wondering something seeing that most of us like to sleep with our toys and besides a teddy, doll or a plush toy. Which other toys are Suitable to sleep with
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Half way few the movie a woman gos to get her eyes done for some treatment and when walking into the room she asks when looking at the teddy bears on the wall "what are these?" do bloke repleys "they are for the younger patients....and sometimes for our older ones too" next thing you see the woman is holding the teddy bear very tight when her eyes are being done... at least its something different for the movie :-) also I wonder and bet they do it in real life as well if you are scaryed hehe