We're All Diapered Here

Are you coming to the ball game with me?? 👉👈

(Photos not of me but represent ideal middle moments for me.).

There’s just something about wearing diapers in the outdoors…. Being a Middle must be one of the most versatile of the ABDL diaspora. It’s the best of both worlds. I’ve always had a thing for boxers. They’re comfy. Versatile (again…) but represent freedom, comfort….the dawn of masculinity…. Boxers weren’t the only icons of this time. Airwalk sneakers. Adidas “swishee” track pants. Shiny shorts.

I worked as a lifeguard in summer and ALL the bros I worked with wore boxers. It’s was a very jock heavy, testosterone laden environment. Lots of waistbands against glistening abs that had turned almost bronze during the summer from constant hours of lotion and sun.

When we weren’t on duty, we sailed, lived together, shared meals and lived in canvas tents with little privacy. We were a clique: all alpha’s and were (or more…considered ourselves) to be the best looking and elite of the staff.

So we convince ourselves anyway. I wonder what it would have been like if one was a bedwetter….I’d like to think that we’d all be understanding and respectful of a bro in a squishy situation. But we’d still make playful jabs from time to time because after all….”bros will be bros..”😉