The following story is about a boy named Jimmy, who is a lot like me. Any eMail from folks with similiar interests is welcome
Jimmy's Nighttime Accident
Jimmy was looking forward to Friday night. His mom and dad were leaving him home alone overnight for the first time. What an evening, rental movies and all the Coke he could drink without his mom warning him about drinking too much. What a joke Jim thought. He hadn't wet the bed years, although he had been a bedwetter until he was almost sixteen years old. He had not minded wetting the bed except it limited his friends and overnight stays. In fact he had to admit he almost missed waking up to that warm feeling and knowing he'd wet the bed again.
By midnight, Jim had watched his movies and all the reruns he could take and crawled into his waterbed for a good nights sleep. It didn't take long for Jim to fall deep asleep. The next thing Jimmy knew, he was standing along trout stream listing to the water run over a little water fall and knowing he had to pee bad. He wandered to the nearest tree, opened his zipper and started to pee, feeling the relief right away.
Suddenly Jimmy woke up, and realized he was still in bed and had just started wetting himself. Although he was not very wet he felt the warmth around his balls and just running down the crack of his ass. Although surprised, Jimmy was amazed at how good it felt and realized he was getting hard thinking about it. He reached down and felt himself through his wet and realized he still had to pee very bad, only his sexual excitement was keeping it under control. Without thinking he let a little more pee go, feeling the warmth increase around his balls. I'd better get up or I'll be in trouble he thought. It was then he realized he really didn't want to get up, and how good those wet shorts felt. Jimmy knew if he let any more pee go he wouldn't be able to stop.
Jim relaxed and enjoyed the warm wet feeling as he began to doze in and out of sleep. The need to pee was strong and Jimmy knew if he dozed off all the way he'd wet the bed real good this time. The next thing he remembered was the warmth flowing all around him. Jim realized had dozed off and was now wetting again. This time, try as he could, he couldn't stop the flow. He felt the hot fluid run down his butt and puddle under his back, he could smell the hot pee. Still it continued, forming a puddle on the waterbed. Jimmy could feel that his entire underware were soaked and the pee ran from his knees to half way up his back. The warmth and aroma excited him even more and he began to masturbate through his wet shorts. It wasn't long untill he had one of the most intense orgasms he'd ever had. As he fell asleep, he knew something had awakened in him, and that this would not be the last time he had another night time "accident"
Here is part two of Jimmy's, or is it my story. Any of you female lurkers out there who want to share your experiences with accidents turning into fun, don't hesitate to eMail me.
Jimmy's Nighttime Accident part 2
As Jimmy slowly woke from his deep state of slumber, he noticed the musty smell of pee, and remembered the night before. As he rolled over he felt the wetness around his waist and realized for the first time in years he'd wet the bed, also remembering how good it felt. He pulled the sheets back and saw no one but two yellow circles on his white sheets. He realized then that he must have peed not once, but twice. Sometimes in the past he done that before, he thought it must be the effect of sleeping in wet pants. As he lay there looking at his stained sheets and underware, the urge to pee returned. As he watched, he could see a small wet circle appear where the outline of his dick ended. With a little push he watched the circle grow to a good size wet spot. Too late now, he thought as he lost all control and the pee started to cascade down his balls and pool around his butt, joining last nights wetness. He found his excitement increasing and began to masturbate through his warm pee soaked jockey shorts. It wasn't long till his cum joined all the other fluids in his bed.
After a long shower, Jimmy pulled on a clean pair of Haines white jockey shorts and some sweats. Glad he had a water bed he removed the sheets and used them to wipe up the residual wetness on the mattress. Knowing that his parents wouldn't be home for two more days, Jimmy just tossed the soaking sheets in a pile with his wet shorts, knowing now that by tomorrow that would likely be more clothes for the laundry.
With no parents to give him a hard time he opted to start breakfast with a cold Coke, knowing this would make him pee within the hour. He figured this would give him enough time to run to McDonnalds for a quick breakfast.
By the time he finished breakfast he had to pee. Normally this would not have been a problem, and knowing he had a weak bladder, he would have just used the bathroom at Macs. Today would be different he thought. What the heck lets see how long I can hold it, he tought. As he started to walk home he could feel the pressure building. Jimmy walked faster, now wondering what he had gotten himself into and knowing there was no turning back.
It wasn't long till he felt the first warmth in his pants. As he walked, a small squirt came out with every step. He could feel the warmth grow around his balls, and slowly trickle down the inside of his sweats toward his knees. As he looked down, he was amazed that there was almost no outward sign that he had wet his pants. His new sweats had wicked all the moisture down and around his knees. As he continued to pee he could feel the wetness in his shoes and knew he had to hurry, before his sweats soaked through. He also new that his was a great opportunity, peeing without being noticed. Maybe he should try some of those Goonites he'd seen on TV. (to be continued)