Posted by donnie on June 11, 2001 at 14:05
As I once promised Id write all 12 or 14 wetting incidents in school as they pretain to my w/s interest developement and turn ons at the time.
I sat in the middle of the classroom and this one day, in 6th grade, the boy next to me had been holding his dik in a death grip. We were both 12 at the time and sex was starting to interest almost all the guys now. I thought he might be playing with himself at first but after seeing "Billy"figet and squirm I figured out it was a bad piss he needed. We had this old old time teacher hold over from the t urn of the century that didnt believe in any sort of dismissal from the room for anything. So it was a forgone conclusion that he wasnt going anywhere so he just had to hold it. At the same time, I felt a twing in my bladder telling me I should oughta go real soon too. It was a very hot day and everyone loaded up with water at recess. Billy was wearing blue jeans and a white dress shirt, I was wearing SHORTS, like shortie dress pant shorts. They were short too; my dong with the flick of a pantleg might pop out anytime especially If I wasnt careful how I sat. I could feel the cold air around its covered head. So then Billy was crossing his legs with his hand in there with a handkerchief of all things. He would glance at me so see I Noticed him and was watching me also trying to arraign my dik in a comfrortable spot in my pants. In fact I could reach in a pantleg and pich the head if I wanted to put a direct squeeze on it. At this point I was about half hard and annoyed somewhat by this. I knew Billy was hard from the bulge he had a hold of in his jeans.
So here is Billy needing a big piss and Im getting there soon too. Nowhere to go and cant leave as she wont let anyone go and never has. This year there was 2 accidents already so Im afraid theres goona be 2 more. Billy stopped moving about and sat very still and looked staight ahead as if there was some study on the blackboard. I noticed a little drip of water off the back of his seat onto the floor. He looked at me and turned again forward. Then he glanced a sidewards look at the floor to check for damage. I felt bad urge to go now too, and I reached in my pocket and squeezed my dik and held on. A tiny spurt of pee hit my pants before I could shut it off. I had my fingers pinchin my foreskin (ya Im uncut he he) and a little bit of pee balooned and was held inside there for a minute until my fingers tired and a little run of pee further soaked into my shorts. Oh my, is this going to be it? I noticed Billy's seat and a bit more of water dripping onto the floor starting a puddle.
Just then, a loud bell sounded and rang in several short harsh tones. It was the fire alarm, a fire drill! So everyone dropped their books and papers and lined up at the door and we all marched out into the hall and then outside. But, as I marched down the steps ouside with kids from all over the school going outside, I slipped aside and went down the next flight of stairs to the basement where the toilets were. I dashed into the boys bathroom and pulled my pantleg of my shortie shorts aside and let me peter fall out and pissed, I did, for America, the school, the teacher and the world. Flopped my dik back in and ran up stairs and outside and no one noticed. Meantime Billy had gone out with the rest of the class and with every step had further peed in his pants. His ass was already all wet and now he had this dual stream of pee running down both pantlegs as well. I saw a few girls doing a pee pee dance as well. Musta been something in the water?!. Anyhow Miss Sea---- saw Billys problem and took his aside and sent him to the nurses office after the fire drill was over. Soon the janitor appeared with the bucket and familiar mop and spray and mopped up under Billys desk. Then shortly after Billy appeared in sweat pants, ones that they kept for accidents in the nurses office. I guess it was almost the end of the school year before the old bad relented somewhat and let some of her favorite brown nose students out to the bathroom and then sorta eased up some on everyone. The next year we would be in JR. High at the high school where they had 7th thru 12th grades. She sort of hinted that we were "young adults now and should not be bothered by things like toilet during classtime. Also hinted that the upper school teachers were less tolerent about toilet breaks too.
After things settled down, Im sitting here now in undies that are wet a bit, not soaked but can be felt in the fly and under the butt a little. I was glad I could break away for that few minutes to avoid a wet experience. This would not be the last time my wits would be put to test regarding having to pee real bad. Billy wet his pants again two weeks later. I sort of eased up on the water and didnt have any more trouble the rest of the year....
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