Football Practice part 3

Justin reached under his jersey and unhooked the straps of his shoulder pads. He pulled them off and dropped them next to his helmet. Derek did the same, putting his pads next to the table he'd been diapered on a few hours prior. The boys heard the coach outside and looked towards the door. Justin stood up and quickly turned red as the noise from his diaper filled the otherwise silent room.

The coach walked in and tossed his clipboard on the counter near the door. "You guys did better today. At least you stayed on the field the whole time, but Justin you've GOT to pay attention to the plays and the guys around you. I saw at least a dozen times where you were taken completely by surprise."

"Yeah, well playing football in a diaper is a bit distracting," quipped Justin.

"I'm sure it is. And it'll be a nice reminder over the next few practices for the both of you to grow up. Derek, stand up for a minute."

The coach sat down in the chair where Derek had been sitting and rolled around in front of him. "Ok, pants off," he said to Derek.

Derek started to kneel down to take off his shoes when the coach stopped him. "Just pull them down -- you can finish changing in the locker room in a minute."

Derek turned red again as he untied the laces that held his uniform pants on and pulled them down to his knees. The coach reached into a cabinet and pulled out a box of baby wipes. Derek looked down and turned an even deeper shade of red.

"Wow. I wasn't expecting you to use your diapers the first time. Don't worry, you're going to clean yourself up. I'm going to take your diaper off, and I want you to use some of the wipes in the box to clean up, and make sure you clean your cup. When you're done, pull your pants back up and put your cup back in place."

"Yes sir," Derek said quietly as the coach undid the six tapes that were holding Derek's diaper in place. Derek spread his legs a bit to allow the wet diaper to fall into the coach's hands. He picked up the cup and emptied the last remaining bit of his pee into the diaper, which the coach then rolled up and put on the countertop. Taking a wipe from the box, he wiped off his cup and put it on the table next to him. He took another wipe and began to clean himself up.

"Justin, come over here please," said the coach as he rolled his chair over a foot. "I see you were able to use yours as well," he said to Justin, noticing a small wet spot on the floor where Justin had sat down. "Same routine as with Derek."

Justin untied his pants and pulled them all the way down to his ankles. The coach unfastened the tapes and pulled down the front of Justin's completely soaked diaper, holding it so Justin could pick up his cup. "Yeah, we'll have to find a different diaper for you next time if you're gonna go that much in such a short time. May I suggest that you also go before you come in for practice?" Justin squatted slightly so the coach could remove the diaper completely. He rolled the wet diaper up into itself, picked up Derek's diaper from the counter and tossed them both in the trash can near the door. "I want you guys here at three-forty five tomorrow. Understand?"

"Yes sir," both boys muttered.

Derek finished cleaning himself up, tossed the used wipes in the trash can and wiggled his pants half way back up. He put his cup back in place and pulled his pants all the way back up. Justin quickly did the same, and both boys looked over to the coach. He picked up the jockstraps he'd removed from the boys earlier that afternoon and handed them back to the appropriate owners.

"Go get changed -- and don't worry, the other guys on the team don't know, and I'm not going to tell them. I'm sure they just think we had a long talk about your behavior. Oh, and Justin, your diaper leaked, I'd wash your pants before practice tomorrow -- those'll stain yellow very fast, and then everyone WILL know."

The two boys picked up their helmets and pads and made their way back to the team's locker room. They showered with the rest of the boys on the team and got their street clothes back on. Justin pulled the pads out of his uniform pants, rolled them up and put them in his backpack.

"That was totally weird," said Justin.

"Yeah, but it beats doing more laps or push ups or extra practices. I mean I love playing on the team, and we have been slacking something aweful lately," Derek said. "I just hope the other guys on the team don't find out. I mean, we'd never live that down..."

"Whatever. I just hope this doesn't go on too long."

The boys parted ways and headed home.

Derek had wet the bed occasionally up till he was 12, and remembered his mom putting him in diapers several times when his wetting didn't stop for a few days. He knew he was too big to fit in Pampers like he did when he was little, but what was the coach using? He finished his homework and hopped online. In his first search he found several online stores that carried adult sized diapers. He looked around, but didn't see the diaper that the coach had put him in earlier. Then again, he was so surprised by being diapered again he didn't really pay much attention to the details. It was getting late, so he checked his email and went to bed, thinking about the next day's practice, and what it would be like.