A Series of Sexual Misadventures 4 - Ben the Bed Wetter

Chapter One (again) - Day One

Ben sat up in his bed; it was wet again. He quickly got out of bed and took the sheets; that were soaked, off the bed. He sighed heavily and took them into the laundry but blocking the door was his father.

'What the fuck do you think you're doing? You wet the bed again didn't you? For fuck's sake, you're fourteen; you've got to stop wetting the bed already! I'm going to sleep; it is one in the morning, hurry the fuck up and go back to sleep.' He yelled. Ben nodded and headed into the laundry, he threw his wet sheets into the washing machine and grabbed clean ones. A strange thought occurred to him, he had read something on the Internet about something called TBDL. He couldn't remember much but he was able to recall something he found that went along the lines of it being a way for people who wet the bed to relax in their bed wetting. He headed back to bed and grabbed his MacBook, and did some research on the topic. He found out that it means Teen Baby Diaper Lover, or someone who likes being treated like a baby while wearing diapers. Something he'd be able to handle. The biggest problem was that his dad would be a complete dick about it so he wasn't allowed to know. Now his biggest problem was that he would be able to hide something that big for long. It didn't matter, his well being and comfort was more important than his father was. He knew what to do. He was going to buy some diapers and take part in this TBDL thing. He also had a list of problems. Problem one, where would he put the diapers? That one was easy, he had a box in the back of his wardrobe that he never uses, he could put them there, his father wouldn't notice a boring old box. His second problem, disposable or reusable diapers, this was also easily solved, disposable, then where would he dispose of them so his father wouldn't notice? He had a rubbish bag in his room that he was always able to fill every week with food rubbish and other junk, it's his own rubbish so he wouldn't mind pushing through it to hide a diaper. That was the easy part done, now for the hard part, figuring out how he would buy them. He didn't have a job; he never had had a job so he had no work experience, meaning it was less likely that people were going to hire him. He was stuck. So again, as teenagers do, he took to the Internet. He went on to Reddit and looked up: "How to buy teen diapers without a job." The results were incredible, there were many TBDLs willing to send other TBDLs money to buy things like diapers. He messaged one of them over skype.

'Hey! I'm a TBDL, my name is Ben, and I wet the bed a lot and I don't have a way to get money to buy TBDL stuff.' He typed. He honestly didn't expect a reply quickly but he received one in a matter of minutes.

'Hi Ben! My name's James, I don't wet the bed at all but I am also a TBDL, I'm sorry to hear about your bed wetting problem but I will try to help you as much as I can. Your profile says you need money to buy TBDL stuff, I can help.' The two of them talked for ages, they swapped banking details and James agreed to send enough money to Ben weekly for things like diapers. They got to know each other over the weeks and eventually they arranged a meet-up, they had seen each other's faces in video calls and pictures, but they had never met each other before. They decided to meet in a very inconspicuous place for teenagers, Starbucks. They ordered their drinks and sat down. 'I'm James,' said James. He was tall, fourteen, blonde and very obviously to Ben, was wearing a diaper. James hadn't thought much of Ben, they'd seen each other in images but he was never as cute as he was now. He had long brown hair and quite a bit of stomach on him, his diaper was hardly noticeable, but a diaper bulge is always noticeable to those who wear them. He wasn't as tall as his photos made him seem but that wasn't an issue.

'You're cute' Ben blurted out. He quickly covered his mouth realising that he said that out loud. James laughed.

'So are you "Mister Wetter" Really obvious username by the way.' He said. 'I like it though. It brings out a bit of your personality. Like how on the Internet, you're not afraid to show who you are.' The boys laughed and started to get to know each other better. They were both the same age, and nearly had the same dick length too, they also found out that they went to the same school. 'The nurse is really helpful, I told her about it and she was really cool about it, so whenever I need to I just go to her, she's given me a note that lets me leave any class.' He grabbed something out of his bag, a piece of paper. "James has my personal permission to leave class temporarily. –Nurse Rose"

'Sweet, I want one of those.' Ben begged.

'Just tell the nurse you're a TBDL like me. Just say "I'm a TBDL like James" she'll give you one, and she'll insist you go to her when you need a change.'

'That's cool, and school starts tomorrow so you can tell her in the morning, I'll come with you if it makes you feel better.'

'That would be good, talking to people about this is scary.'

'You talked to me about it easily.'

'Yeah, but I knew that you were a TBDL too, other people are scary, not other TBDLs.' Both of the boys laughed 'Hey, I know this is very short notice but do you want to maybe stay at my place tonight? I'm sure my dad won't mind as long as I tell him that you're a friend from school.' Ben asked.

'Sure, it sounds like a plan, if you call him now we can hang out in town.'

'He refuses to give me a phone, can I use yours?'

'Go for it.' He pulls his phone out of his pocket and gives it to Ben who walks off to call his dad.

'Hey dad, it's me Ben. Do you mind if one of my friends from school comes over for the night? I'll ask him. Hey James! Are you okay with sleeping in my bed with me? We don't have a spare.'

'That's fine by me!'

'He says it's okay. Yes, I'll make sure I won't wet the bed with him in it. Yes, goodbye dad, yes we'll head in to school from our place, no, I don't want you to make sure my room is tidy, if it's a mess then I'll clean it when I get home. Goodbye dad, goodbye.' He walked back over to James who was reading a book he had in his bag. 'It's all good, you can stay the night as long as you don't mind sleeping with a bed wetting "loser and wimp of a son" in his words.'

'Hey, ignore him. You aren't that, you're a bed wetting awesome cool TBDL of a friend. Come on, Let's go watch a movie, I heard that the Crash Bandicoot Movie is out now.' Without realising it, Ben took hold of James's hand and together they headed towards the movie theatre.