Max had been my best friend when i was young. We stayed friends all though eliminentry school and high school. Aftet graduation, we went our separate ways. He went to college on the west coast and i went to college on the east coast.
He went to school studying to work in cooperate finance. He wanted to be a coperate vice president of finance for a big compony. He was ambitious and determined. I had a feeling that he would suceed.
I went to law school and graduated from law school. I perpared for my bar exam. I decided to start my own law firm. It was silly but i wanted to try to make a go of it. I actually kept my day job. Just in case.
My law firm did take off. I was able to get clients. I developed a reputation. I was stil young and could make a life for myself. I would have mony. I had a purpose. That was what i wanted.
Max too was going up the letter. He got a job in an accounting department at a fairly well known company. He was able to move up to mid level management. Then he was offered vice president of finance after his predecessor was moved up in position.
We had tried to keep in touch after we graduated. We had for a little while. We talked on the phone and email. Then we got buisy and had our own lives. We tried to keep in touch but it did not work.
It seemed we had moved on. We were in a different place. Our lives no longer intertwined. Over time we were fine with it. We were so fine with it that we did not notice that we were apart. It was not a major factor in our lives.
I made a coment on his social media page. He wrote a response. I folowed up with a response of my own. Then he commented. We ended up having a long conversations on his wall. The conversation moved from his social media page wall to messenger. We had quite the on line conversation. It went on and on for quite some time.
After a time i got a call. I answered my phone. “Hello this is matt. ” i said.”matty its max. ” he said. I was thrilled to hear from him. We ended up talking on the phone for an hour in a half. It was like old times.
We ended up talking on the phone back and fouth . we had nurmerous phone calls. He had suggested that i come visit him and stay over for a week or so. I did not think that he would really happen. I was prety sure that he did not think it would happen either. I said,sure that sounds great. We did continue to talk about it.it seemed like a pipe dream. It hardly sounded like something that would really happen.
He kept talking to me about comming to visit him. Over time it became a real posibility. We decided that we were realy going to do it. We made arrangement for me to come see him for ten days. I would stay with him in his home.
I held out my enthusiasm at first. I refused to get execited. Then as we cemented our plans, i got more and more excited. Then as i got closer to my vacation, i got realy excited. I wanted to see max again. I knew that max wanted to see me.
I worked my last door before my vacation. I had packed thoughout the week. After i completed my last shift before the vacation , i went home and finished up the packing. I went to bed and the next day i got ready to go.
A friend of myine drove me to the airport. I was there in plenty of time.until i actualy borded the plane, i still did not totaly feel that it was real. As the plane neared the airport near max, i knew that indeed this was really going to happen.
The plane touched down. We were allowed to disembark. We got up from the plane. I was exilerated as i departed from the aircraft. I looked for my friend. After a few seconds of canvassing the area i found him.
I walked over to him. I gave him a great big hug. I got in his car and we headed to his house. We arived. He took out his grill. We got caught up on what we had doing. We reminisced about our crazy activities as a kid. We laughed a lot.
It was like no time had passed. We both had a lot of fun. I was definently enjoying myself. I could tell that he was as well.
After a long day of hanging out and catching up, we were both tired. We both decided to call it a night.
“Hey i am going to have you stay in the guest room. It is tje first bed room up the stairs to your right. ” max said. “Oh ok. Sounds good. ” i answered. “I have another request. ” he said. I was taken a back. I had no idea what this ‘request’ was. “What is this request? “I asked.
“I want you to wear a diaper to bed. ” he said. “A diaper?” i asked. “Yes. I waterptoofed the bed but just as a perquation, i want you to wear one. ” he said. I was totaly shocked. I was not expecting that.
“A diaper? Realy max! I have not had a problem with bed wetting sense i was eight. I dont have any problem with incontinence. ” i assured him.
“I remember your issues when you were younger. I have not seen you in a while. I think it is a wise perqaution knowing your history matty. ” he said.
I did not want to fight with him over this. This was his house. I agreed. We went upstairs. He took out a diaper. I pulled down my pants. I took off my underwear. I laid on my back on the bed. He put a diaper under my bum.i closed the diaper. I put on shorts. I slept well.
I woke up. I had not peed myself. I hoped mayby i would convince him that i am fully poty traned and wearing a diaper is realy not necessary. I woke up and went downstairs. He was making brwakfast.
“How did you sleep?” he asked. “I slept great. ” i told him. I noticed he had pajama bottom. He had a bulge. “Are you wearing a diaper?” i asked. “I wear diapers at night now. It feels so good. Did you soil yourself?” he asked. “No i did not. “I said.
“You should. It feels so good. “He said. I was stuned. After breakfast he asked me to help him take off his diaper. We went to his room. I took off his diaper. It was realy wet.i threw it away.
He told me it would be a shame to waste a diaper. He told me to pee myself. I tried and tried. I could not do it. He told me to relax. He told me to picture a toilet. He told me to tell my brain it was ok to let go. Fibaly the urine leaked out. It felt weird. It also felt good. I liked it
That night we diapered eachother. I woke up wet.so did he. We changed eachother. That night he suggested we sleep in the same bed. I liked that idea. We laid in bed.
Neither of us was gay. We both liked girls. We had had girlfriends. We were both busy with carers so we were not dating as of late. We were one of those friendship where we made people wounder. We did not care.
We hung out all week. We played basketball. We ran together. We watched tv and movies together. At one time he leened on me. I put my arm around him.
One night we cuddled. I hated when the vacation was over. He came to visit me a few moths later. We continue to correspond. I wore a diaper at night. I pied my diaper at night. I wore regular underwear at in the day. I never had an issue.
Max and i kept in touch. He started his own compony in my town. Eventually we decided to move in together. We sleep in the same bed. Are we a couple? It is not clearly defined at least not yet.