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D dawg
hey guys i havent posted in a while..but thats because i have been in Cancun...and boy do i have a story for you. Well i was staying at my grandmothers house and she is hispanic you know...well...she lives in a part of town where each house is about 6 inches from one another (actually about 3 feet)....(luxury condos) but not very roomy. Anyway on with the story...i stayed there the 1st night i was in Cancun and she gave me the guest room all to myslef. Well that was the side of the house with the window adjacent to the other houses window...and the only thing that stopped me from seeing into the other window was a curtain. Yeah i didnt really think much of the situation until the next morning i was awoken by the sound of a flushing toilet. Yes the window less than 3 feet from me was a bathroom of College girls that went to school but owned a condo instead of campus housing. I was relativley shocked that they would place the restroom window there...but i didnt care. I ! kinda kept an eye the next couple days to see the attractiveness of these college girls. Suprisingly, all of them were absolutley gorgeous. there was a grand total of 5 girls living in the house less than 3 feet away from mine. Ok so heres the good part. I had gotten in trouble one night by my mother who told me i couldnt go to the club that night...that i had been out too much...so i chilled in my room and watched some TV that i could hardley understand. I was dozing off when i was blinded by a pair of headlights that had pulled in the driveway of the house next to ours. This woke me up...when i heard the jumble of words i didnt understand, but they were all obviously women. I huddled in my room under the blankets for a while keeping a close eye on that window across the way...it was ajar (unlike the US, not all mexicans have the luxury of AC)...so they left the window open. I couldnt see in the restroom but i had a CLEAR hearing capability of any kind of peeing act! ivity. Well about 5 minutes after they had gotten home, i saw the light of the restroom click on and i heard the hum of a latino woman. I got a lil excited. I could hear everything so clearly. I heard the zipper undo, and i could even hear her plop down on the toilet. Well to say the least...her piss couldnt have lasted more than 25 seconds. I was hoping to hear a nice long one. that night...but i didnt....so the next night rolls around and i decided to stick around that night...my mom was pretty suspicious becasue i didnt want to leave that room....for obvious reasons. I waited all night that night and no cars came in the driveway and again i resorted to spanish speaking infomercials. It was around 3 or so and i see that same pair of headlights pull in the driveway as the night before. When they all got outta the car this time, they were all laughing extremely loudly...which is the 1st sign of drunkness in a woman! Yeah they were obviously drunk after i saw one of! them stumble in the front yard. Well it couldnt have been 30 seconds after they walked in the house that i saw that light click on...except one thing this time...i could see the whole thing...they had the curtains pulled back. This Extremely pretty woman stood there fumbling with her zipper for a few seconds...as i closley watched i could see her unzip her pants and start to sit down. Her monsterous stream started even before she sat down on the toilet...eitehr she was really drunk or she really had to go...i thought...but i started leaning towards the second idea when a minute had passed and she never waivered a bit. Im serious guys...she had quite a stream for the 1st minute, and then she continued on. Except with meidocre force in the stream. She stopped or so around 2 minutes and then i heard a few lil tinkles...with a drip, and then another drop..and then the drop rate got faster and faster until she had achieved another small stream that i just thought would nev! er end..i swear...that extremely weak stream must have lasted for another 5 minutes...not even kidding! And at the end she abruptly stopped and wiped and got up and flushed. I saw her wash her hands...and then suprisingly starting to undo her zipper again. I was confused...when she pulled down her pants a plopped down again for the second time...i was again greeted by the extremely soft steady stream...that lasted for another minute or so...which then progressed into a gusher for like 10 seconds...and then faded away....which brings it to a total pee time of like 8 minutes or so....which takes some serious talent folks...if any of you have beaten this mark...i would like to hear a story about it!


Randi
HI ALL:
Has anyone seen the movie "The Hot Chick"?
There was a alot of toilet activity in that movie.
The best one was when he/she was at the uranal and
tried to pee in it but needed help.
I'm still reading all the stories and I like the women's
the best. I still get to see my lesbian girlfriend on the
toilet and she still says that I'm "sick" with all the farts
that I do.
Talk to you all later and I'm looking forward to reading
about all the women's college stories. How about some locker
room stories?
Randi


wetguy
Just as sort of a topic-starter, I think it would be nice if everyone could post any stories you might have about needing to pee real bad but finding out that your zipper was stuck, and what resulted. The more details, the better. It's also nice to know how old you were when it happened. I'll post mine later.

-wetguy


Courtney
Hi!

My parents took my brother and I and some friends out to a campground for a picnic over the weekend. Well, I had to take a big dump. I walked to the outhouse, where there were two toilets sitting next to each other with nothing between them. I was going to hold it, but I decided to go. I went to the one closest to the door and pulled down my shorts and panties and sat down. I peed, then pushed and a big log slowly came out. Once it finally fell out, it took a couple of seconds to splash in the goop below! I then saw that there was no TP! But, it didn't feel very messy, so I just pulled up my panties and shorts and went back to the picnic. Later when we got home, I peed, and wiped my ass then. It wasn't bad, just a little poop.

Later!


Courtney
Hi!

My parents took my brother and I and some friends out to a campground for a picnic over the weekend. Well, I had to take a big dump. I walked to the outhouse, where there were two toilets sitting next to each other with nothing between them. I was going to hold it, but I decided to go. I went to the one closest to the door and pulled down my shorts and panties and sat down. I peed, then pushed and a big log slowly came out. Once it finally fell out, it took a couple of seconds to splash in the goop below! I then saw that there was no TP! But, it didn't feel very messy, so I just pulled up my panties and shorts and went back to the picnic. Later when we got home, I peed, and wiped my ass then. It wasn't bad, just a little poop.

Later!


Toby M
Hi, fellow flushers. First time Poster. I enjoy your postings. I think most of the interest is with the female BM and to most this curiosity is not answered (until now with this website).
Personally I (male 20 something) knew about it early on. In my neighborhood i had 5 girls. These were my age or older. The rest of the kids were much younger than me. So situations like some which have been posted by our female contris have occured while i was present.
Some of the first poo's and pee's along side girls was at the house of kristin. We got along well, so we spent many summers around each other. Door Locks were scarce in her house including Bathrooms/Bedroom. Apparently she was not very good at cleaning up after a Bm, because her mother insisted to be called when she finished. So i would hear from her= "M-Ommy". The mom just left the door open and if we were in play room I could see pretty much everything. I also viewed the mom going to bathroom a few times.
The one thing we didnt do was take a bath together. But after each other. A few times she was still in the tub when I had to take a BM. I was pertified by having her and her mother in the same room while i was having a bm. When I was finished the mom came over to wipe my butt. Mind you not she also went for my twig and berries with her hands. So not only did my friend kristin see my "junk", but her mom too.



Adam
I once needed to poop real bad.

I went in to the bush and did a shit that looked like it came out of a big donkey.

It was great.

I wish I had my camera phone back then.

Love your messages guys.


wetguy
I am an 18-year-old male.

To KATIE - Liked your story! That was pretty harsh punishment though.

To KING OF THE THRONE - Liked your stories!

To UNNAMED POSTER -...who told the story about your boyfriend pissing through your legs on the toilet...liked that story! I also like the peeing stories 5 times better than the crapping ones - i've always wanted to see more of them here. I'd love to hear more of your stories. As for me, I've never been in that situation, but I tend to be more modest so I probably would have tried to keep holding it until you were done.

-wetguy


wetguy
Just as sort of a topic-starter, I think it would be nice if everyone could post any stories you might have about needing to pee real bad but finding out that your zipper was stuck, and what resulted. The more details, the better. It's also nice to know how old you were when it happened. I'll post mine later.

-wetguy


Ash
To BRIAN Ė My mom told me a while ago that when she had my sis, and me she was given an enema beforehand so that she wouldnít have any accidents while we were coming out.

To ANNETTE Ė Thanks for replying, itís nice to know Iím not the only one that holds my poo in and gets into trouble sometimes.

Donít have anything to post today except that first day of school was yesterday (Monday) and all the bathrooms had been cleaned up and repaired and repainted. I havenít done a poo since Saturday morning but I think I can feel I might have to go today. Love to all - Ash



Punk Rock Girl
Oh, yeah, another story while I was away. I also went to the beach for the first time in a shamefully long time. I had to pee, as did a few of the guys I was with (including Colin and my cousin). They said, "We're gonna pee." I said, "Hey, I'll come with you." My cousin said, "We just go under the dock". I said, "That's fine."

So, we headed over to the dock where it's semi-concealed. The guys seemed a little uncomfortable with me there, but they all whipped it out and peed. I think they were very surprised when I pulled dowm my bikini bottoms and squatted without covering up or anything. I peed a lot, and was still squatting after they were done. I just kept talking, and I think they got a kick out of it. I was wearing a thong, so the only other thing they could've seen was my bush. Big deal.

I pulled up my bottoms and we headed back out to go swimming (we peed on the dry part of the sand, away from where the water comes).

At one point, my cousin asked what happened to my butt. I said, "Huh?" I forgot all about my accident! I guess I still have a bit of a zig zag scar on my right butt cheek, which everyone could see. I told him what happened, and I think he sensed that I was a little bummed that my butt is not imperfect. But he told me it was cool, like Harry Potter's scar. That made me laugh.

Maybe I'm like Shazam, only my lightning bolt is on my bottom! Perhaps farting and shitting are my superpowers!!!

Peace!

PRG


Debbbie
Hi, I stumbled on to the site and I thought I would share a funny story with you all. My sister is in the hospital after surgery and I help her watch her two twins because her husband works nights and sleeps through the day. One evening we ordered a pizza and and were going to watch the Lion King. After 2 slices I felt I needed to go poo. I told the twins (Kaylie and Mark) I needed to go potty and I will be right back and to be quiet cause their daddy was still asleep. I made my way to the bathroom and unbuttond my jeans and got my undies down and sat My poo was comming out very slow the tip came out and about an inch or two more came and I relaxed. Right Before the next wave there was a little knock on the door, Mark called throught the door and said Kaylie had to go pee. I was thinking "Oh no, why now?" I told the twins to come in. I knew When Kaylie got the signal to pee I had about two minuets to get her on the toilet or its coming no mater where she is. To make matters ! worse, she already took off her bottoms and little undies so she was bare from the waste down holding herself. I said "sweetie can tou hang on just a little more till I finish my poo"? Kaylie looked at me and didn't say a word which I took as a no. Damn I was in a predicament. I wasn't finished with my poo, it was stuck 2 inches out of my butt and I could'nt make it go back up or quickly push it out and I have a little girl that needed my seat very quickly or else there was going to be a yellow cascade all over a white carpet. Well my options limited I called Kaylie over and stood up. As I turned and picked her up to put her on the potty she started to pee before her little butt hit the seat. Mark was behind me in full view and the he poked at my poo and said "look you have a tail." I quickly scolded him and tod him go wash his hands. I was very uncomfortable and I didn't want my poo to start back up when I was not on the pot. The sound of the sink water and Kaylie peeing di! dn't help either I needed to pee and the feeling of the poo half out didn't help the control. Then to make matters worse my poo starts to move a little but I caught it before I was at the point of no return. In all the excitement Kalie decided to stand up be for she was finished and the pee ran down her leg. I sighed and said lets get you to the sink and wipe your legs. I told her she needs to sit till she is all done. As I was bent over cleaning her to my shock I heard "Looks like someone else is about to have an accident" Oh my god. That was the kids dad who just saw me bent over with my poo hanging out. We must have woke him in the excitement. I was frozen in terror as a shock went up my spine I started to realize the poo was begining to move. In haste a made dash for the toilet and to add to insult to injury I tripped over my pants whaich were around my ankles. I started to cry. There I was on the floor going to poo all over and in front of my sisters husband. He picked ! me up and got me to the potty, just as I was lowering my bottom out it came as I hit the seat. Then the pee started. He just stood there for a minute and said it was ok, everyone has accidents and he was forced to pee in the sink a few times due to the kids. It then dawned on him what an embarrassing situation and he left me to finish my poo.


China Girl
I watch this site many times but I always been little shy to post any stories, but I think I have good one, out of many, but I will give most recent. I am here in the US for quite a few years now and I am 26. I was with my friend who has a classmate that she tell me was a really cool guy and since I go to evening school close to his house she ask him for me if I can stay in his spare room on some nights so I don't need to take late train all the way home. She is good friends with him but I never know him and have to make good impression if I stay in his spare room sometime. He lives with relative but they are always in bed by time I get there but he wait for me till I arrive. A couple nights ago I stay there, I thankful that spare room I am in is in basement. All bedrooms are on second floor. Anyway, this night, I had very uncomfortable pressure since I left school and it was really bad when I get to his house. He waited but he doesn't go to bed right away all the time. He ! offers tea and is quite hopitable first. I know I should have excuse myself to toilet but I was afraid to use first floor toilet near him so I keep hold and cannot wait for him to go to bed. Pressure was so bad that I start fart and can't help it but I sit far away from him while talking. I pretend to be tired and he says he go to bed so he say good night and I go to basement spare room. I close basement door and walk slowly downstairs so I don't sound like running. Then I finally get to my basement toilet. I sit down immediately. Pressure so bad that no more fart left. So I sit down and move my long hair out of way. I was surprised. When I sit I did not push at all. Turd automatically come out slowly and my butt hole open so wide that I feel pull on butt crack skin because so wide. After it pass most wide point, then rest come out fast with loud crash noise followed by big fart that turd kept plugged in. I breath sigh of relief but feel more pressure. I was surprised to hea! r foot step in kitchen which was over bathroom. He was still there and got nervous that he may have hear it. It smell bad, like rotten egg and decay garbage. Turd was so long and more wide than toilet hole at one end. I do not flush in case over flow. Pressure come more and fast turd come out and then small slow ones. In last pressure, I thought it turd but instead a loud sudden fart, then over. I was surprised to see such big turd out of my but. I did not realize hole can open so wide. Bathroom smell bad so I flush 3 time but last time had to push long turd down toilet with toilet paper and plunger. I feel bad toilet have to take something so horrible (he,he), but my comfort more important. When I get out to get to bed I hear footsteps in kitchen then he come down basement stair. I so surprised and embarrassed because smell came to bedroom too. He say everything all right? I say yes, he say are you sure? I say no problem. I wonder if he hear from upstairs my bad turd. I tel! l my friend next day and she laugh. That is my recent story. I come back and read more. Thank you.


Leah
To Jonny the Jonny Brush - Hellz yeah, dude, introduce her to this forum......I would love to hear some stories from her!!!!!!

To Ash - Hey, that must suck that school starts for you in like a week. I live in New England, and school starts for us in September, hehe. Well I can't wait to hear that other story from your Florida vacation. The suspense begins lol. Thanx, and keep in touch.

To Chelcie - Loved your story!!!!! How did if feel pooping in the trash bin? And I hope you had a wonderful vacation in the Wisconsin Dells!!!!


Jane (& Gary)
It's been a relatively quiet summer for me, poopwise. I'm my usual up to my neck in work, with more interesting clients, site visits, but not too much unusual toilet activity. That is, until yesterday (Friday).

I've been working from my client's office the past two weeks and brought our intern Karen along. Friday was our last day, and we were treated to lunch. A couple of hours later I was feeling my usual urge to poop. As I got up to go to the ladies room, I felt a stomach cramp and an even bigger urge to poop. I couldn't help but let go a fart as I reached the door to the ladies room.

I went into a stall, pulled down my black pants and white panties and sat. I started with a furious stream of pee and blew out a loud fart. I then pushed out a long hard piece of poop that felt like a bumpy Baby Ruth bar that plopped loudly into the toilet. That seemed to open things up, as I followed up with about six large globs of poop that also plopped loudly. I paused for a moment, then resumed pushing out more soft poop, this time nine globs in succession. I flushed the toilet while seated, as the poop smell was getting strong. I felt a stomach cramp and continued to push out soft poop, this time about a dozen huge globs of soft poop. I flushed the toilet again.

At this time I heard someone come in and go into the stall to the left of me. She sat down and peed and sat still. I pushed out three pieces of poop and stopped, too. For a couple of minutes there was eerie silence, as if both of us were waiting for the other to make a move. Finally, she moaned and let go a booming fart, followed by several plops into the toilet. As soon as she was done, she started to tear out some TP and wipe very quickly. She got up, flushed and hurried out of the stall. I got a glimpse and saw it was Karen. As she quickly washed her hands, I started to let go a long rope of soft poop that came out fast and in a large volume. I flushed the toilet as Karen was drying her hands, and she dashed out of the ladies room. I pushed out a couple of pieces before I was done. I wiped several times and flushed a final time. I left behind a faint lingering smell of poop. Of course, I felt much better after that.





thathyanna
for starterz a few answeres sorry if i give them late hope u dont mind

to YOSHI: well i always read smth while pooing or if itz bad or i hv stomach cramps well, i just dont read i simply feel 2 bad 2 read while being sick from the stomach

to ROBERTA: i loved ur story got more???

to AGENT 00P: i would love 2 send u mails and stuff and u could send mails and stuff 2 me sooo herez my address: :)

to SHEILA: great story!!!

to CAMP COUNSELOR: this is my fav type of pee story. i absolutelly loved it

to SCOTT: well i would not wipe but i would dress up and go straight 2 the host 2 ask 4 a paper tissue of course silently and i would be also very careful abt the way i walk not 2 mess my panties especially that i wear only red (cute) panties ;)

to ARTIFICIALIST: hmmm gud idea with the roll

to LITTLE MISS MODEST: wat can i do? exercising a lot doesnt work and im almost all the time constipated even though i drink lotz of liquidz it all goes in my pee :((( pleeease help me my email add is pleeeeaseeeee i need help and fast

to GREG: i totally loved ur story!

to CHEN: i wud love 2 hv a brother like u hv and i congratulate u 4 having him

to CANDACE: i really loved ur story hope u like mine

to SUPER POOP: i hope u hv a more pleasant dinner next time ur aunt betty anne comes by ;)))))

to PAT: abt ur question well i hv been constipated 4 almost 3 weekz

to SALLY AND RICK: i am happy that u share such a personal thing 2gether. as far as im concerned 1 of the thingz my mom taught me was 2 NEVER (she says) let my life partener come in while im on the can and viceversa but i agree with u. anyway it also depends on the person. once again happy marriage and im happy 4 u

to MIKE: in answer 2 ur SURVEY -> 1.b 2.b (itz number a. only if im washing my intimate area while sitting on the toilet as i do that sum timez) 3.c 4.not my field :)))) 5.a

to NOBODY: liked ur pee story itz my fav type of pee story :)))))

to MOLLY: im sorry abt ur experience. i must confess ur mother should hv stopped giving u castor oil after she saw u pooed blood not poo in the garage. i really think she shouldnt hv done it. im sorry for offending ur mother but honestly u could hv been seriously injured. i wud never do that 2 my kidz. sorry again and hope ur not mad at me

to BOB: if im on the toilet i let my legz a bit open but if im out in the woods i definitelly hv them opened gud


***and mostly important TO ALL U GUYZ OUT THERE: HOW DO U SIT ON THE TOILET AND wat do u do with ur "boyhoodz" while having a poo?***

well i hvnt posted 4 quite a while but i hv a story for all of u. in case ur wandering itz a POO STORY again since i hv noo pee storiez at all!! well here it goes: i was walking down the street since i had gone out for a walk. the weather was splendid and i thought it might be a god idea 2 also hv an icecream or a cake so i went in a candy store and bought a small piece of cake with looootz of whiped cream (mmmm my fav) and i ate it all up. since it had been very sweet and tasty i decided 2 also hv a soda and i did. after i finished both i continued my walk. i am usually the constipated type of person i rarelly get diareea. a half an hour later, as i walked arround the centre of the town, and visiting stores i felt i was getting sick. i was sweatng and felt nozzy. well that wasnt all of course. after a few more stepz i felt the huge urge 2 go to the bathroom since my lower part of the ????? hurt like hell. i also noticed it was all swolen up u know as if i had expecting.! my face was pale and i could barelly walk when i came across a small restaurant and went in. a waitress saw my despare 2 go and also that i was obviously sick and just came 2 me and pointed kindly towardz the bathroom. i went in there and thank god it was all very clean so i opened my pantz put them a bit down (since i never drop them 2 my anklez) and sat. at first nothing came and i felt i was gonna vomitate. 8i stood up and turned arround 2 vomitate but i couldnt so i sat again. after abt 30 secondz or so i let loose a gush of diareea i was practically peeing through my butt. it didnt stop, not even for a fart and instead it went on like that for abt 6-7 mins or so. then i realised i still felt bad (i was feeling a lot better tho) so i realised i also had 2 pee like a horse and let go of course. now i was feeling much better and so light i could fly. as i stood up and flushed after wiping well, i felt dizzy then nozy and in 2 secs i was vomitating wat was left of that da! mn cake. this time i did indeed feel as fresh. i flushed once again then washed my hands and my cleared my mouth with water. as i had a bubble gum with me i chewed 2 take the bad taste away. i flushed again the toilet and went out. i felt like a new person. i stayed there for a while and had a plant tea. when i finished i payed for it leaving a nice tip to the nice waitress. ITZ SOOO GUD 2 HV A DUMP WHEN U NEED no matter how bad u feel

well thatz all 4 now hope 2 hear from u soon and dont forget my email is : for whomever wantz 2 contact me

c ya



Another pantyhose fan
To Pantyhose girl
Yes I have, and it felt great. Tell us about that please.


Pauline
I only pooped my pants once. In junior high school I was kind of a trouble maker. I hung around with a lot of the bad kids and got in trouble a lot. So, I guess I should not have been surprised when the vice principal stopped me for being in the hall during class. I told him I was on my way to the bathroom. He said you don't have a pass and made me go back to class. I really, really had to poop, but I went back. I sat at my desk with my butt cheeks clenched and waited for the bell. It finally rang, but the vice principal (who hated me) was waiting for me in the hall. He practically dragged me to the principal's office, even though I flat out told him, "I'm gonna poop my pants!" He brought me to his office. I could barely stand up straight because my guts hurt so much from the pressure, and my buns were getting tired of being clenched. He made me stand at the counter while he filled out a detention notice. He wouldn't listen to me! Finally, I just could not hold! it, and I pooped in my pants. I started crying, and yelled at him, "See what I told you! I just crapped my pants, you jerk!" Everyone could smell it, it was nasty. His face turned bright red. I don't know if he was angry or embarrassed. He told me to go to the girls room and clean up. I had to walk all the way back to the girls room with a big piece of poop squished between my buns. I went in a stall, and took off my pants and panties and emptied them in the toilet. I wiped my butt and put my pants back on and threw my panties away. I went back to the principal's office and he told me to forget about the detention and he was sorry. I almost told my parents, but never did. I never told anyone until some friends at college when they asked me what my most embarrassing moment was. That was it and still is. I hope I never poop my pants again.


Leah
To Jonny the Jonny Brush - Hellz yeah, dude, introduce her to this forum......I would love to hear some stories from her!!!!!!

To Ash - Hey, that must suck that school starts for you in like a week. I live in New England, and school starts for us in September, hehe. Well I can't wait to hear that other story from your Florida vacation. The suspense begins lol. Thanx, and keep in touch.

To Chelcie - Loved your story!!!!! How did if feel pooping in the trash bin? And I hope you had a wonderful vacation in the Wisconsin Dells!!!!


Jonny the Jonny Brush
Bryan and the unnamed girl who posted about peeing with her boy friend, here is the story of a time when I actualy did have an accident. This happened long before I met Diana. In fact, I was in the 7th grade at the time.

During recess, I got into a fight with one of thge 8th graders. It started out as a pushing match, and came to serious blows. The play ground monitor broke us up and hauled us off to the principals office. We both were placed on a two-day internal suspension, and asigned chores to do around the school.

My job was to pick up around the play ground and outside the school. There was a water fountain and a couple of soda pop machines along one of the school's outter walls that we used during recess. Through out the morning, I drank two cans of soda, and made freqent trips to the water fountain. Around 10 or so that morning, I was getting pretty desperate for a pee. For security reasons, the building was locked from the inside, and I could not get in to use the rest room. I went around to the front door, and rang the buzzer. The principal greeted me with "Did you finish tidying up around the grouns?" he asked. "No, but I....." The principal abruptly cut me off. "Then you get back to it. I do n't want to hear from you again until the job is finished." With that, he shut the door in my face.

The thing I realy didn't understand is that I was definately showing signs of having to use the bathroom, and he still wouldn't let me in. There was a McDonalds about 4 blocks from where the school was, so I started running in that direction. I tried to get there as fast as I could, but it was no use. I knew I was not going to make it, so I headed for the nearest aly. The pee was already comming out of me by the time I got there. It had run down my legs, and was starting to fill my shoes before I had a chance to get my fly down. I finly did get it down, however, and finished my piss against some unsuspecting garbage can.

Luckily nobody saw me. The feeling of relief was unreal as my bladder emptied itself. I was also lucky in that it was very diluted piss, and there was no odor. My pants, however, were noticably wet. I decided to "lolly gag" around in order to allow myself to air dry.

When I got back to the school, I noticed that the dumpsters were a bit messed up and there were bags of garbage laying about, so I started cleaning up that area. By the time recess came, I was just about dry.

The real kick in the pants about all this was that when I was finished out on the grounds, they handed me a toilet brush and ordered me to clean the washrooms. In fact, that's where my nick name, Jonny the Jonny Brush comes from. I had to clean every toilet in that school, boys and girls. It took me the rest of the day.

That's all I have for now.

Jonny the Jonny Brush


Dan H
Brian-doctors here in the U.S. usually give women enemas before they try to have their babies so that dosn't happen but yes it is true that sometimes it does happen in other countries.

Jonny the Jonny Brush-I vote that yes you should tell her about this site. who knows mabe she's already here?

Chelcie-loved your story i would have liked to see the look on the persons face that found your turd

I have a question for all the guys out there have any of you ever pooped in a urinal? a kid at my school did and he was suspened for it. i always knew i had a reason to hate schol. he-he-he

dan


Ryan
Ash i would like to hear more real good poop stories yours kick ass and so does Carmalita's stories yours kick ass as well. Keep it up
Love ryan


Traveling Guy
Annette - That's an original question about whether guys have to hold up their scrotum when they poop. No, we don't. There's about an inch of separation between the anus and the back end of the scrotum, just as there is in females between the anus and the back end of the labia. As long as we're sitting or squatting to dump, it's no problem. If we were standing up, though, things might be different. lol!

As for your "morbid fascination" about wanting to watch a guy or your girl friends while they are having a BM, relax. Lots of people have that interest, more than you would think. Just read some of the old posts here. You might be surprised how open your friends are about it, but instead of telling them, try loooking for situations where you could be sharing the bathroom or restroom with them (at least the girls) and see how they react. If they seem open about being with you then, you might mention your interest and see where things go.

Brian - I was alongside my wife to coach her for the birth of each of our children. The doctor for one of the births was a really cool, open-minded man. When the delivery started, he told my wife, "When you're bearing down, you might also urinate or defecate. Don't worry. That's completely natural." In some places, though, they routinely give the mother an enema before delivery starts so she won't mess up the delivery room. That's unnatural, IMHO. Convenient for hospital staff, maybe, but who wants an enema when she's about to deliver?

I recently went to a state fair and had to take a dump in a doorless stall. It was the first one I'd seen in a long time. Several guys walked in to use the urinals, but they didn't look at all. (Neither would I at them if they were crapping.) But in mid-act, a dad walked in with his son of about 5 or 6. After the boy peed, he turned around and stared at me briefly in a curious way. I was in full concentration mode at that moment, so I didn't make more than a moment's eye contact. He was soon on his way with his dad. I couldn't believe how relaxed I was about dumping there. There was time when I couldn't have used a doorless.


Adam
I once needed to poop real bad.

I went in to the bush and did a shit that looked like it came out of a big donkey.

It was great.

I wish I had my camera phone back then.

Love your messages guys.


wetguy
I am an 18-year-old male.

To KATIE - Liked your story! That was pretty harsh punishment though.

To KING OF THE THRONE - Liked your stories!

To UNNAMED POSTER -...who told the story about your boyfriend pissing through your legs on the toilet...liked that story! I also like the peeing stories 5 times better than the crapping ones - i've always wanted to see more of them here. I'd love to hear more of your stories. As for me, I've never been in that situation, but I tend to be more modest so I probably would have tried to keep holding it until you were done.

-wetguy


Toby M
Hi, fellow flushers. First time Poster. I enjoy your postings. I think most of the interest is with the female BM and to most this curiosity is not answered (until now with this website).
Personally I (male 20 something) knew about it early on. In my neighborhood i had 5 girls. These were my age or older. The rest of the kids were much younger than me. So situations like some which have been posted by our female contris have occured while i was present.
Some of the first poo's and pee's along side girls was at the house of kristin. We got along well, so we spent many summers around each other. Door Locks were scarce in her house including Bathrooms/Bedroom. Apparently she was not very good at cleaning up after a Bm, because her mother insisted to be called when she finished. So i would hear from her= "M-Ommy". The mom just left the door open and if we were in play room I could see pretty much everything. I also viewed the mom going to bathroom a few times.
The one thing we didnt do was take a bath together. But after each other. A few times she was still in the tub when I had to take a BM. I was pertified by having her and her mother in the same room while i was having a bm. When I was finished the mom came over to wipe my butt. Mind you not she also went for my twig and berries with her hands. So not only did my friend kristin see my "junk", but her mom too.



innocent guy
Hey all,


I had a good poop today, It was after the first day of school, I had been holding it all day through school because the bathrooms at school are unclean and are burnt from smokers putting their cigarettes out on the seat. So I get home and I feel a turd starting to poke out about 4:00. So I go upstairs to my private bathroom, that I have all to myself, and i pull my shorts down and then my boxers and start to do my business while keeping my privates from touching the front of the toilet. At first a little turd came out and fell into the water and then 6 or 7 other little turds about 3 or less inches long come out with it. I sit for about another five minutes and when i felt i was satisfied, i stand and wipe and then wash and leave.

I have a few questions for girls out there.

1. Have any girls had any games with other girls such as seeing who can poop more or something of the like?

2. Are there any girls that stand and wipe by themselves without the help of somebody else?

3. Do any of you girls leave your door open while using the bathroom?

thats all for now


Tennesseepee
OK, a poll for the guys: Where do you pee?

Just curious about habits. Nothing profound, and no prizes offered (sorry!)

1. Your age, if you care to say.

2. Do you keep a jar or bottle near your bed? If so, how often do you pee in it?

3. Same for a bottle/jar beside your puter so you don't have to get up (presumably at home, not at school or the office, LOL).

4. Same for your car/truck.

5. Wet bed by accident? Your age last time it happened?

6. Wet pants by accident? Your age last time it happened?

7. Wet pants on purpose? How often?

8. Pee in shower at home? How often?

9. Pee in a public shower (gym, dorm, school)? How often? Others see?

10. Pee in sink at home? How often?

11. Pee in sink in public restroom (for example, at a concert or game in stadium when the urinal lines are too long)? How often?

12. Pee out of a window, off side of deck at home, or similar, even though regular facilities are available? How often? With others watching?

13. Pee while swimming in ocean? In lake/creek/swimming hole? In pool? In your bathing suit while not in the water? How often for each?

14. Other unusual places where you have peed? Details, whether anyone else saw, frequency, etc. are welcome.


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Thanks for participating! I'll answer my own poll:


1. Your age, if you care to say. ***28***

2. Do you keep a jar or bottle near your bed? ***YES*** If so, how often do you pee in it? ***ABOUT TWICE A WEEK***

3. Same for a bottle/jar beside your puter so you don't have to get up (presumably at home, not at school or the office, LOL). ***HAVE IN PAST, NOT CURRENTLY***

4. Same for your car/truck. ***YES, KEEP A HOSPITAL-TYPE PLASTIC URINAL BOTTLE IN CONSOLE OF JEEP FOR "EMERGENCY" USE ONLY, LESS THAN ONCE A MONTH; PASSENGERS HAVE USED IT TOO***

5. Wet bed by accident? Your age last time it happened? ***ONCE IN COLLEGE, AGE 20, WASN'T EVEN DRUNK, DUNNO WHY. MAYBE TWICE AT AGE 13 WAS LAST BEFORE THEN***

6. Wet pants by accident? Your age last time it happened? ***LAST WAS AGE 17 AT AN OUTDOOR CONCERT; BEER AND GRASS WERE INVOLVED; BEFORE THAT, AGE 14 IN MOM'S CAR***

7. Wet pants on purpose? How often? ***MAYBE ONCE A MONTH, IN PRIVATE***

8. Pee in shower at home? How often? ***EVERY MORNING, HAVE SINCE AGE 12 OR SO; SOMETIMES ON SELF, USUALLY JUST DOWN THE DRAIN***

9. Pee in a public shower (gym, dorm, school)? How often? Others see? ***USED TO IN HIGH SCHOOL SHOWER, INTO HAND UNDER SHOWER, OTHERS EITHER DIDN'T NOTICE, OR SAID NOTHING; PEED IN HS SHOWER "OPENLY" A COUPLE OF TIMES, BUT ONLY IF ANOTHER GUY DID FIRST***

10. Pee in sink at home? How often? ***YES; BATHROOM SINK WHILE SHAVING SOMETIMES, OR LAUNDRY ROOM SINK***

11. Pee in sink in public restroom (for example, at a concert or game in stadium when the urinal lines are too long)? How often? ***NEVER HAVE, TOO CHICKEN (IN FACT, I PISSED MY SHORTS IN A MEN'S ROOM ONCE AT AGE 17 WHEN I COULD HAVE GOTTON TO A SINK IN TIME; SEE ANSWER 6); I'VE SEEN OTHERS DO IT OFTEN***

12. Pee out of a window, off side of deck at home, or similar, even though regular facilities are available? How often? With others watching? ***ALL OF THOSE, OFTEN. OFF MY BACK DECK WITH OTHER GUYS; SOMETIMES DISTANCE CONTESTS AFTER A FEW BEERS, LOL; YEAH, I KNOW, CHILDISH BEHAVIOR***

13. Pee while swimming in ocean? ***EVERY TIME*** In lake/creek/swimming hole? ***EVERY TIME*** In pool? ***USUALLY*** In your bathing suit while not in the water? ***SEVERAL TIMES WALKING ALONG BEACH AT OCEAN; OTHERS HAVE SEEN; ONCE A TEEN BOY SAW ME AND FOLLOWED SUIT*** How often for each?

14. Other unusual places where you have peed? Details, whether anyone else saw, frequency, etc. are welcome. ***INTO THE RESTROOM SINK ON COMMERCIAL JETS; JUST THE RIGHT HEIGHT, AND CLEANUP IS EASY***


Middle Aged Crapper
I guess I'll start with a few responses to others:
Thathyanna: I believe you asked of our males how we sit on the toilet and what we do with our penises when doing so. I tuck my penis in so as not to strike the seat. I sit on the toilet conventionally ordinarily with my legs moderately spread so I can see myself taking a pee if I have to do both No. 1 and No. 2. When I was a little boy I could look between my legs to monitor the progress of a slow turd, but now that I've grown much more my butt dimensions are somewhat larger than the seat; and seeing the passage of my own turds is an adventure which I'm afraid is lost forever.

Sheila (of South Wales): Congratulations on your recent birthday. If you feel that turning 40 makes you feel ancient in a sense, I am one of the few posters in the forum who is older than you are if that makes you feel any better. I concede most of the writers appear to be either teenagers or persons in their 20s, although in perusing the entire archive I noticed the age range was literally from 8 to 78! Like our really humorous, mirthful, and very talented writer Carmalita, you appear to have many friends with whom you can share wiping. I have a question for you which if you consider overly candid to answer I will certainly understand if you don't opt to reply; and I could just as easily ask the same thing of other people who get to wipe their friends: if you get to wipe the bottoms of others, do you "dab" them or "rake" them to get them clean (I was thinking maybe the latter way might hurt another person)?

Tennesseepee: I'll answer those parts of your survey for men which are relevant to my own situation when peeing. My age is 43, although I'll turn age 44 next month. I do "spray" my bed once every several weeks, usually when I'm having a dream of other people being spanked, although god knows why. I've wet my pants twice as a man: once when I waited too long to pee after watching a track meet (at age 19) and driving myself to another hospital after an initially unsuccessful catheterization (at age 30). In the latter instance the pee made my nice light brown pants turn a distinct shade of dark. I pee in the shower literally every other time I bathe. I prance up and down so my feet dance over the pee. I pee in my home sink every once in a while but should try it more often, although I feel guilty peeing into the marble sink. Nonetheless the former U.S. President Lyndon Johnson peed into luxurious public sinks; and I'll tell you guys about his unique toileting habi! ts on the anniversary of his birthday towards the end of this month. Finally, my unusual places for peeing usually come on hikes: I've watered a few plants and on one occasion I peed into a convenient trash barrel.

I guess my best poo this week happened this morning. I crapped nine healthy, soft ice cream turds into the toilet which slid out easily, with a few wet farts mixed in. This past week my turds have been dark chocolate ice cream, which is somewhat unusual for me because they're ordinarily reddish brown--the color No. #614 (I believe) on this web site's poo color chart.
I tried my hand at two sets of open toilet stalls along the beach today but my hard luck in finding stories of other men pooing continues. Even though there were plenty of people at the Los Angeles beaches, only one man turned up and only to wash his hands. As some of our writers have noted, doorless stalls are declining in number and maybe they frighten people away. I'll try one more open beach toilet stall I know of in the Marina Del Rey district of L.A., but only when our current awful heat wave passes.
Everybody in the forum continues to have really interesting toileting experiences and all of you write quality stories. Keep up the good work! I'll write again myself in around a week.


Shane B
Since Ive been a lurker here for a time I thought I should add my own pee/poo accident.
I am now 23, blonde hair, blue eyes, athletic type about six foot. At one time in 6th grade I was just a shy 12 year old attending the local middle school for the first time.
That one awful day we were out for lunch after morning classes. I hit the lunch room and had my sandwiches and downed a pint of chocolate milk. I always knew that the chocolate milk might have an effect on me like the runs, but It wasnt in my mind when I downed it at the time.
We repaired back to class and started the afternoon english class learning about the teachers favorite story "Tale Of Two Cities". Ya, boring boring and hardly anyone read the book but depended on Miss Sapp the teacher to explain it page by page to us. She was a single blonde gal about 28 or so, unmarried and was a real feminist a real b???h that hated boys and men in general.

Being a rather nice spring day, I wore new blue jeans, white sneakers, and underneath white BVD undies and T shirt. I had on white sox also.

About half way thru the period I felt rumbling in my belly, I though, Oh oh the milk is churning and I might have to shit real soon bad.
At the same time I had this filling up feeling in my bladder and I knew I hadda go pee soon too. I was trying to lift my ass off the seat and release one of those stinky farts to get rid of the rumbling in my stomach but I think what I let out was a little wet shit. I started to hold my weenie to make the need to pee go away. One thing I used to do as a habit it to take one leg with my foot on the floor and bounce it up and down. It seemed to help, I got the idea from another boy that sat near me that always hadda go pee\ as he leg was always bouncing up and down.
It didnt help much, so I guess Id risk the snickers from the guys and stares from the girls and ass Miss Sapp to go to the boys room.
I put up my hand and asked her to be excused and she gave me an abrupt no followed by " you are young adults now and should take care of that before or after your class". My stomach sank, I was getting really desperate now as I felt this gas in my belly building, and I knew it wasnt only gas, it was the runs from the chocolate milk. At the same time I got this urge to pee bad too and was holding my weener thru my pants pocket to avoid being seen by others. Only thing this did was make my weenie hard and my bladder feel so full with urges to pee.
I held on and with only 15 minutes to go in class, I felt this warmth spread thru my underpants and crotch. It was my pee squirting thru in my underwear a shot at a time. I couldnt hold on, and waved my hand again for Miss Sapp to let me go. She totally ignored my by burying her nose in some papers on her desk. Little by little Im peeing in my pants in class. Then suddenly the dam broke, it rained pee in my Jockies and onto the seat and down my crotch and family jewels. I felt my pubes get wet with hot pee and the river start to run down my leg onto the floor.
There was a puddle forming under my desk and I couldnt stop it nowhow.
Meantime my belly is cramping up terrible. Then, finally as I sat in my piss, the bell rang, end of class! I jumped up wet pants and all to get out of that room with only one or two classmates seeing my puddle and wet jeans. As I headed for the door to get to the boys room, I cramped up again and pee again flowed down my leg on the floor. I noticed Miss Sapp look over the top of her glasses at me and I know she saw my wet ass and streaked pants.
I went down the hall to the bathroom as fast as I could, but then my butt just opened up and let go and shit filled my pants and ran down my legs. I stood at the boys room door as I filled my underpants with gooey shit.
I went in then stripped everything off and tossed my undies in the trash. I got lots of paper towels and wet a few to clean up my butt. Meantime some boys came in and I tried to stay away from them, but one boy, a friend of mine saw my distress and got some wet paper towels and helped me wipe up my ass. I had wet poo all over my dik and nuts and had a heck of a time getting it clened up. I put my pissed in jeans on and walked out of the school and headed for home. I didnt care what anyone might say If they missed me in class.
I made it home, I lived about 3 blocks from school. On the walk home again I had to pee and it just came out with each step. By the time I got home my jeans were soaked to the knees and smelling of wet shit.

I took off the next day, friday, and had 3 days off from the school to let things settle down. Went back to class on Monday and Miss Sapp made it a point to show how she wanted us to ask for the bathroom.That she woudnt say no if it was an emergency. Ya nuts, she was wrong and had a mess to clean up and now was backing off on her policy of letting us go to the toilet during class.
That was some time ago but Its something you remember, and after that the only accident I had was wetting the bed one night, but that was a different story.
Cheers......Shane




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