Bent Confessions – Nappy Days Are Here Again

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About a month ago, my mate Paul told me that he has a fetish for wearing nappies. I didn’t believe him but, there in the pub, he undid the top of his jeans and gave me a glimpse of the ones he was wearing.  It was strange because I’ve known Paul nearly all my life and I thought I knew everything about him yet this revelation both repulsed and interested me.

I suppose it was the drink that made him confess but all I did was take the piss and mock him for it. Even though I could see my words were hurting him, I just couldn’t seem to stop. In the end he said that it was twats like me and my attitude that made him want to wear them in the first place and stormed off.

A couple of days later, and after I’d thought about it and realised what he wore was absolutely nothing to do with me but I was intrigued so I went round to his place to apologise. He met me at the door wearing a pair of brightly coloured pull-ups like I’d seen kids wear in advertisements for Pampers on TV.  Again I was shocked but still went in to do what I’d come to do… apologise.

I have to say Paul looks cute at the best of times, but now, in just his kiddie-style nappy, he looked even cuter.  He told me, because I was his best mate, he’d felt able to tell me about his ‘little secret’ and was betrayed by my reaction. I apologised and told him that it was because I was in shock and didn’t understand or… he cut me dead. “Do you know what?” he said, “Wearing these make me feel safe. I don’t know why but they provide me with comfort when the world around me goes mad or work gets too much.” I let him continue without interrupting.  “You and my nappies are… were… the only good things in my life that I could rely on. You’ve spoiled that.”

Now I felt really guilty so again I apologised and we talked some more. Before I knew it I was agreeing to wear a nappy “Just to see for myself”, which I did because I didn’t want to lose Paul’s friendship and it seemed important to him. Guess what. I see what he means. They are very comforting to wear, although I don’t think I’ll be showing mine off down the pub. I’ll keep that ‘little secret’ between Paul and me.

Brian, Huddersfield.             If you have a confession you’d like to share, send it to 

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