Guydude
Hey, toilet-troopers!
First off, I would like to respond, to some of the posters. Pj-girl/Tina, usually prune juice works, pretty-fast, and it'll work well too, but if you drink more-than, the recommended amount, you'll end up @ the toilet, all-day and all-night. And not-all, of your turds, will be soft. The constipated-parts, will still probably be firmer-than, the rest of your BMs. But sometimes it differs, from person-to-person. So just take two-glasses, and wait and see. Obsessed, man, you are a lucky-devil. Did your g/f, let you wipe her? If she did, that would definitely, top-off the whole thing. My g/f, who is Asian, full-figured, and hot, the way I like-it, wouldn't let me see-her, dumping a load. Every-time, she's about to lay-cable, she makes sure, that she closes the door. But I have-found, that the window has, a small opening where, you can see in. So when she's about, to go to the bathroom, I just say, that I'm getting-something, from my car. Then I go, over to the bathroom-windo! w. And my g/f's sitting there, leaning-forward, so I can see everything, from her chest down. And I can hear, and-smell too. So I hear her, grunting and stuff, from-outside. So I get an idea, in my head. I go back-inside, and see if I can hear, her groaning. And I can, so I go over, to the bathroom-door, and ask if she's okay, or needs any-help. She responds, with a loud grunt, and says she's-okay, but asks me, to stay, outside the door. So I listen, for a-while, and then ask if she wants, for me to hold her hand. And she says, yes, so bingo, I walk in, and there she is, on the porcelain-throne. I take her hand, and she starts, to grunt again. She leans-forward, and asks me, if anything is coming. I look, and man, is her little anus red! And I have never seen, a turd that big. Her anus, was so wide-open, that i could-see, the turd inside. Finally, with lots of-crackling, the turd starts, to move. And then, it just keeps-coming, plopping-into, the bowl. When it finally-lands,! she sighs, and kisses-me, but didn't let, me wipe. Maybe next-time, for ol' Guydude!
Later!
Guydude
Nathan
Hi I am 18 and on saturday spent my first night alone with my girlfriend who is 17. Her mother and elder sister were away for the weekend. We didn't get much sleep but that's not for this forum!
On Sunday morning after some more fun we got up peed and showered then had a good breakfast. By now, as usual for me after eating my breakfast, I was getting plenty of messages from my guts so I told my gf that I needed to use the toilet. As I always do my poo after my breakfast (or sometimes as soon as I get up if I've had a big supper the night before) this was the first time I had ever needed to go when with my gf.
Their bathroom doesn't have a lock but I shut the door firmly to - I was a bit embarassed about having to go at her house. Anyway I pulled down my CKs and sat on the loo. One little "push" and my poo started to come out of my bum, not even a fart. It must have been one of the biggest dumps I've done - suppose that's what comes from having
had a cooked breakfast and two full meals plus snacks imbetween the day before. The first turd came out smoothly but the second log was one of those that you think will never get through your bumhole - so big it hurt and you draw it back in and then try and ease it out more slowly.
Four massive turds later I got the great "relieved and empty" feeling, sat there another couple of minutes just to be sure then wiped my bum clean needing three squares of toilet tissue. I flushed the loo, washed my hands and went downstairs to see my gf.
She said she needed to pee so went to the bathroom. When she came back she kept looking at me really oddly. Eventually I said what's the matter and she said "it's a bit embarassing but I've never really thought about boys doing their poo before" (I should add that she has no brothers and her father left her mother when she was small so she probably hadn't much experience of male toilet habits).
I went a bit red and mumbled something about were all the same in that department. She said that she'd not known anybody spend as long using the toilet as I had done. I said dont you ever have to do a massive poo and she said no she always let out a little bit nearly every time she had a wee as she didn't like people to know too much.
We slept together again last night but before she would touch my private parts she insisted I washed my bits as she was worried about them dangling in the toilet so near to where my poo was coming out of my bum and getting wet by splashback.
John Q Public
Scarlet:
Tty holding it for as long as you can, then when you feel you are about to burst, try to direct your urine stream so it hits directly in the toliet water and you might see somf foam kick up. I can't swear that it will happen, but both my sister and gf are vegitarians and have very strong bladders and they both produce megga foam.
To the guy who had the contest with his cousen:
I don't remember who it was, but I would have to put in my vote for your cousen, because since she peed at a faster rate, she was holding back greater pressure for a longer time. There could have been a number of reasons for that, however. I too, have a female cousen, who can hold and piss alot longer then I can, and she wanted to illustrate just how well endowed she was, so she and I had a contest. Now most of you already know how this contest came out, but what you didn't know is the 'handicap' my Cousen me. She pulled a litrtle 8 oz Dixie cup out of a dispenser and placed a lin aroug half way up. Then she pulled a 12 oz tumbler out of the cupboard for herself. "Every 15 minutes, you fill your glass up to that line, and I will fill mine up to the brim." And that's what we did. Every 15 minutes, I would drink 4 ounces and she would drink 12. It took about 45 m inutes for the water go get through my system, but about an hour later I was already feeling the pres! sure and I had only drinken a total of 12 ozs, whild my Cousen drank 48. By an hour and a half I was fidgeting around and she was sitting perfectly still drinking her 12 oz glass. By about 1 hr and 45 minutes I was absolutely desperate, but I kept holding and holding, until before it was 2 hours I lost control and wet my pants. She didn't stop for another 5 hours, making her hold time 7 hours. When she could stand it no longer, she decided to let loose in the bath tub. She took off her panties, stood up on the rim of the tub and hissed out a wide, hard stream that looked more like a faucet being turned on then like sombody peeing. She went on and on and on which had to be for at least 2 minutes.Outdoor Jane
Hey. I havent post for a while because i goes at school and have a lot of homework. Here I am again and I hope i can be here without thinking of homework and school. Maybe there is a few new here who not know me. I am Jane from Norway and I get turned on by pee and poo outside in the wood, parking, park, garden +++. That turnes me on. With me I have my sister (14) and my friend (17). Now here is my first story in a while and I hope you enjoy it. Give me responding at the story, and sorry if my english not are worth anything, I am NOT good in english, just as you know it. This story is just with me and my sister.
It was a sunny day, very hot we were at beach. There was a wood a littlebit beside the beach. We had just get out of the water when I have to do #1 and #2. I said it to my sister and she was agree with me. We go forward trough the wood and behind some bushes. Right when we should pull down our bath-suites (hope i write right) there come two girls at same time. They was 12 and 13 y.o. We stand with our bath-suites down around us with our boobies out when they came and asked what we stand there for. We said the true: "We have to do something everyone have to do sometimes". The 13 y.o. girl said "we must do that to". Then the other girl said: "Maybe we can do it together?" We said yes, and stand forward to each other. The girl who was 13 stand forward to me and the other girl stand forward to my sister. We see each other when we do it. I bagann to push and i felt a big log coming. I felt it inside when the poo was in action inside my system. Finally it come out. That was a ! very big log. At same time I saw between legs at the two other girls. There came a big log out of both of them. The oldest girl was finish to poo when she pee (at same time as me and my sister) But the young girl pee and poo at same time. My sister was the last one to poo. The oldest girl get also turned on by doing that outside but the youngest girl just go with her cause she have to and she don't get turned on by it. When we all been finish we decided to meets again and she gave us her mobile number. This is four days since, we have not meets again to do it yet, but I want to send her sms tomorrow to make a new poo-deal between all of us (me, my sister, my friend and my new friend)
Hope you give me responding if you liked my story. Did you not like my story? I want you to responding anyway to tell whats wrong with the story, what can I do better... ++. I hope you boys and girls can write some outdoor stories about peeing and pooing. Especially girls, because most of the outdoor stories i have read here before is from men. I want more outdoor stories from girls. Soon I'll be back with more stories.Eric in Chicago
Kel: the usual brown color of poop is a mixture of three pigments, one green (biliverdin), one yellow (urobilinogen), and one red (stercobilin). The yellow pigment is produced by a reaction involving the green one, and the red one is produced from the yellow one. These reactions take time, so the longer poop stays in the colon, the more red there will be, resulting in a darker brown. If, on the other hand, you have diarrhea, there's less time to produce the red pigment and so you wind up with more yellow and less red, which can look
Cloud
Hannah: try putting bleach on the stain, but only if the carpet is white, not beige. Then spray lemon scented cleaner or a strong body spray on it to tke away the smell. Light vanilla candles with MATCHES and burn the candles for a while next to the stain. I have experience in the area of secret stain removal! I'll write more later, I haven't had anything for a while, but last week was a good one for me. Cloud
Cloud
Hannah: try putting bleach on the stain, but only if the carpet is white, not beige. Then spray lemon scented cleaner or a strong body spray on it to tke away the smell. Light vanilla candles with MATCHES and burn the candles for a while next to the stain. I have experience in the area of secret stain removal! I'll write more later, I haven't had anything for a while, but last week was a good one for me. Cloud
wcWatcher
hi to all !
this is my second posting here... i'm a 24 year old guy from germany and as long as i can think back i dream about watching cute girls on toilet... especially when they shit.
some weeks ago i visited a festival in the netherlands and there were only these camping-toilets on the camping-yard.
one day i saw a beautiful young girl passing my tent. she was about 18 years, had a very gorgeous body, a cute face and long blond hair. and the best of all: she had a roll of toiletpaper in her hand and was walking towards the toilets.
after while i followed here and watched her entering one of the toilets.
i didn't know if she just had to pee or even to shit.
i waited near the toilet for her to get out again and time passed.
after 5 minutes i as sure that behind that door the cute girl was doing a big shit :)
but it lasted further 10 minutes till the door opened again and she walked out.
i waited a minute until i entered the toilet. in there lay two huge turds and i knew where they came from :)
i stayed a minute in there so that other people might think i had a piss and then got out and followed her back ....
i will never forget this happening - my first proof that beautiful girls also shit:)
cu!
GuitarPunker
STAN
Your so right about how girls look so beautiful taking dumps.
personally, i am very turned on by it.
well...thats all....
==Rock on==
Ray
Hi everyone. This is my second post here. Refering to Punk Rock Girl's post about guys' notion of girls pooping, I agree that we sometimes do find it hard to reconcile the fact that girls do poop, especially pretty ones. Hard to imagine, but the thought is somehow kinky and sexy in a sense..=)
I remember around 3 years ago, when I was in college year 1, I was in class having some lesson I couldn't remember. I was sitting next to one of my close female friends (she's still my good friend now). Halfway through the class, she was starting to get fidgitty. She had a little strained look on her face. I noticed the slight change, as we were chatting during the lesson. She then whispered to me that she had to go to the toilet, really bad. Without even asking permission, she just rushed out of the back door. Luckiliy, the teacher wasn't really bother; probably too engrossed with teaching. It was sometime later that she came back, having a relieved look on her face. She looked pretty nonchalant about it too. She came back to her seat, and asked me if she smelt bad. I have a sinus problem and my nose is perpetually blocked everyday, so even if she did smell bad, I wouldn't have notice it; I just said no, and asked if she was alright. Well, my friend is not exactly the t! ype of girl guys would fall head over heels with, but she's still quite a looker. And yeah, it never really crossed my mind then that a girl like her did take daily dumps and sorts. Well, at least I never thought of it, though we know all of us have to do it. It's after all, part of a basic bodily function which take place in all of us...
CheersSudden Urge.
My wife did something the other day that She has never done before, She let me watch her poop come out. She is very open with me about her bathroom habits, whenever I'm in there (Usually in the morning) if the urge hits her she sits right down and goes to work. She had been slightly constipated and hadn't been for about three days when she came in the other morning, I was getting ready for work when she came in and announced that "this is it, finally". She sat down and peed for about five seconds real hard then she leaned forward a little with her arms resting on the top of her legs. I heard the "crackling" begin, It went on what seemed like forever and then all of the sudden it stopped. there was no familiar "floop" or anything. I looked down at her and noticed that she was frustrated. I said "what's the matter babe" and she looked up at me and laughed and said "I've got a turd stuck half way out and want budge". She jokingly raised up off the toilet and said "see, I've got a tail". I said "DAMN YOU SURE DO!!!". The turd wasn't very thick, About maybe 1" and a half in diameter but it was sticking out about eight inches already. I told her to try rocking back and forth to get it started back up but it wouldn't move. She rolled some toilet paper off, she was gonna try and give it a tug but before she did it started moving again. I was standing behind her giving Her the play-by-play action. I watched as it was out to about ten inches and it broke off and slid down into the hole. The next five inches was easier because it just slowly slipped out making a "slooooooop" sound as it entered the bowl resting to the side of the other one. She turned around and looked up at me and said "now, hows that for a woman?" She looked beautiful sitting there all leaned forward with her arms resting on top of her knees, hands clasped together and she was on her tip-toes sitting almost on the front edge of the toilet. She wiped three times and we watched as the two reddish brown turds twirled and slid down the pipe as she flushed of course leaving the all too familiar skid marks around the bowl.
Bryian
I woke up around 2:30am this morning and i felt some cramping in my stomach and i got up and peed and sat down and tried to poop and nothing happened so then i went back to bed expecting to awake at my normal time and get ready for work and go to work and then i'd have to poop(the kind thats urget) but nothing ever happened. Still never pooped wonder why that is?
Any one know?
JaLe
Summer is soon over but last weekend was still warm and sunny. We spent it at parents-in-law?s country cottage. The place in the middle of nowhere about one hour drive away from town. There is electricity but not incoming water or sewerage. It means that there is no indoor toilet, only a outhouse. I love to go in outhouse as well my daughter but our son is different. He is shy to use outhouse. If we are there only a few days he will rather hold his poop and relieve himself when we are back home. Like this weekend, we came back Sunday evening and he went straight in to toilet and sat there at least 15 minutes.
Saturday I did a massive poop. I felt growing urge to crap already at morning which is not usual for me. But I knew what was reason for that. I gorged a big packet of liquorice candies previous night. They make my bowels always very active. Well, I went into outhouse and removed wooden lid. I perceived stale smell of poop in my nose. That is only negative point of going outhouse. I pulled down my bikini panties and placed my buttocks on the hole. Every time I do this I have funny feeling. I feel like thousand eyes are watching my naked buttocks from bottom of dark hole. I peed just few drops. Poop emerged out on itself. I pushed a bit and it started moving out with audible crackling sound. Poop was soft and smooth. It slid and slid. Stick must be over 10 inches long until it tapered and broke off. It fell down with nice thump. More poop was coming out. Texture of poop became softer, almost mushy. After evacuated 3 turds more, about 3 inches long each I knew I was done. I! took a wad of tp in my hand and wiped. My butt hole was quite messy. After fourth wipe there was still a lot of poop in paper. Colour of poop was much darker as usual. I suppose it was result from liquorice.
John Q Public
Scarlet:
Tty holding it for as long as you can, then when you feel you are about to burst, try to direct your urine stream so it hits directly in the toliet water and you might see somf foam kick up. I can't swear that it will happen, but both my sister and gf are vegitarians and have very strong bladders and they both produce megga foam.
To the guy who had the contest with his cousen:
I don't remember who it was, but I would have to put in my vote for your cousen, because since she peed at a faster rate, she was holding back greater pressure for a longer time. There could have been a number of reasons for that, however. I too, have a female cousen, who can hold and piss alot longer then I can, and she wanted to illustrate just how well endowed she was, so she and I had a contest. Now most of you already know how this contest came out, but what you didn't know is the 'handicap' my Cousen me. She pulled a litrtle 8 oz Dixie cup out of a dispenser and placed a lin aroug half way up. Then she pulled a 12 oz tumbler out of the cupboard for herself. "Every 15 minutes, you fill your glass up to that line, and I will fill mine up to the brim." And that's what we did. Every 15 minutes, I would drink 4 ounces and she would drink 12. It took about 45 m inutes for the water go get through my system, but about an hour later I was already feeling the pres! sure and I had only drinken a total of 12 ozs, whild my Cousen drank 48. By an hour and a half I was fidgeting around and she was sitting perfectly still drinking her 12 oz glass. By about 1 hr and 45 minutes I was absolutely desperate, but I kept holding and holding, until before it was 2 hours I lost control and wet my pants. She didn't stop for another 5 hours, making her hold time 7 hours. When she could stand it no longer, she decided to let loose in the bath tub. She took off her panties, stood up on the rim of the tub and hissed out a wide, hard stream that looked more like a faucet being turned on then like sombody peeing. She went on and on and on which had to be for at least 2 minutes.
Sudden Urge
To Bryian: I never got caught, but I kinda thought she was a little suspicious at times. Which may have been why she didn't mind me walking in on Her. After I kept her company that day I became like her little "bathroom buddy" as she told me once.
To Grant: Thanks, I've been waiting to tell this story, I have a few more when I have the time to post longer.
CKF
Matt.
Well dopne for you A levels - grades to be proud of. Are you going a long way from home to uni, or close enough to keep in contact with mates and things? Liek you say, being away from home should give you loads of chaces for wet and pooed pants.
The poo in my Yves Saint Laurent's was good, you're right.
I hope this post sticks, I sent 4 that didn't in which I had replied to the questions you asked me 10 days ago.
Do you own quite a lot of briefs now then? If I remember rightly you took some time getting the nerve to buy any thinking they were uncool for a guy your age? What are your favourites for "fun"? CK or some other brand?
I've never been a wetter, but I must say that your mentioning it a few times has tempted me and I think next time "shit happens" so to speak I might try adding a wee to see what it's like.
Take care
Kendal
Well, I got round to Michael and Eleanor's, and found him jumping around on the spot. "You took your time" he said. I didn't want to tell him that I had been so excited that I came to this site to tell you all about it first !! So I said "Well, I'm here now, so let's get to the business" ! Eleanor laughed at my double entendre !
Michael rushed upstairs to the bathroom, with us two in quick pursuit. I think he was hoping to get his trousers and undies down and get sat on the toilet before we could see. Well.... he succeeded ! But Eleanor and I were not about to complain. She in particular was now starting to feel a bit guilty about it all. But we stood together, in front of him, arm in arm like terrible twins, grinned, and waited for the show to begin ! In some ways, the way Michael was sitting on the toilet really reminded me of Andrew. He had his trousers and his undies pushed right down to his ankles, and so does Andrew, except when he is reading, then he keeps his undies up above his knees, and rests the book or paper on top of them !! But Michael sat well back on the toilet seat, with his legs spread alarmingly apart, and both his hands thrust down between them to ensure he revealed nothing of his embarrassment to us girls ! We neither of us spoke, and as soon as we were stood in front of! him, there was a long and continuous crackling noise that lasted at least ten seconds, and then nothing for ages, no plops, cullomptons, flops, or flips, just a particularly gross smell which informed us he had done the deed ! My heart was completely racing, I was so excited from watching him, but at that point Eleanor decided she had seen enough. Michael looked triumphant. What he had actually done was sit so far back that his single, long, soft poo had rubbed down the back of the toilet bowl, and slid silently into the water, leaving a long streaky mark behind it, which probably made the smell worse. I think he planned it knowing the smell would be bad, and that we would probably both leave him alone. But he didn't bargain for the "Andrew" effect, that is that I have experienced far worse with Andrew. You should have seen his smile melt away as I folded my arms across my chest, cocked my head to one side, bent one knee forward slightly, and pursed my lips in an expressio! n of determination so that he now knew I wasn't going anywhere !!
He looked down for a second or two, and then up at me again. "I've done" he said. "I need to wipe now". I replied "Well, I assumed you would need to" !! "You're not going to watch are you "? The poor boy was more or lease pleading with me to give him a break. I just couldn't let him suffer too much more, and agreed with him that I would still stay in the bathroom, but turn my back for his privacy. I thought he will think I'm going to turn and look while he's doing it. But I thought it might do him some good, and teach him about trust, seeing as I intended to do as I said I would. While my back was turned, I could see Eleanor's reflection in the tiles, as she sat outside the bathroom on the floor, her head buried in her knees. I just knew she was feeling bad for taking the teasing too far. And as my heart continued to race, I felt quite a pressure in my ????, a familiar one which told me my tea-time poo was ready to be born into this world. Seeing Eleanor in quite obv! ious distress made me feel bad. And so it came into my head. I would kind of make up for what we had both done by inviting Michael to stay while I had my poo. And then we would tell him everything.
My idea made me turn around to speak to him, forgetting what I had agreed with him. He had finished wiping, and had stood up, and pulled up his undies, but hadn't got to pulling up his trousers at that point. I turned straight back around,with my hand over my mouth, and tried to stiffle a giggle from the site I had seen "hidden" in his undies !!
I said to him "sorry about that, I thought you had dressed. Are you ready now ?". "I suppose" he replied. He then reached to flush, but I stopped him. He looked all the more embarrassed as I peered into the toilet at the streaky stain down the back of the bowl. Somehow, as he had wiped, the majority of the paper had accumulated at the front of the bowl, leaving a part view of the single poo he had had, curled up and sitting happily right at the bottom of the toilet water. But I wasn't looking for that reason. I was looking to see whether it was likely that the toilet would block up if I had my poo on top of his. His wasn't that big a poo really, so I guessed it would be safe. I turned back around to face him. His face was full of curiousity. I wanted to smile, but felt very serious about this as I said "O.k boy, I've had my show. Now its your turn". And before he could say anything, I slipped my panties down from under my dress, and sat on the warm seat. His mouth opened! and closed several times before he stammered.. "I,I,I... I thought we were quits after you watched me "? I told him not to worry about it and all would be explained in a little while, "once I've finished my poo" ! The poor boy stared at me. Then he stared at the panties pulled down to just above my knees, and then at my dress tucked neatly down between my legs protecting my modesty. While he looked, my wee made the most peculiar of splattering noises as it hit and soaked the accumulated toilet paper, and then the normal noise of wee on porcelin after it had successfully washed the paper down into the water. The last of me wee made a splattery noise on the paper now on top of the water in the bowl.
As I took in some breath to get my poo moving, Michael said "p-p-poooooo...... you're having a poo while I watch ?". Just at that point my bottom gave out a soft airy trump, and I said in a strained voice "Yep, it's on its way mister". He then turned a peculiar sort of puce colour and took in a sharp intake of breath, while I continued to hold mine. Then I let mine out in a quiet pant just shortly before my first poo made a splat noise as it landed on top of the shallow lake of wee I had made on top of the toilet paper. Michael breathed in sharply again, and then as the last two bits of poo I made followed on quite quickly, the first a bit more of a plop sound, and the last a good solid plop where I had obviously made a hole in the floating paper, I heard Michael exhale his breath in three very audible pants before he turned and rushed out of the bathroom and shut himself in his bedroom. He left the bathroom door wide open, leaving me open to Eleanor's view. She got up o! ff the floor and came into the bathroom, and then leaned down to whisper in my ear "Did you do that because you felt guilty". I told her that I suppose I did. Then Eleanor said she hoped that what I had done would work, and that he would not be too mad. I told her not to worry herself. As if what we had done was any worse than he had done before !
Soon after we went downstairs, we heard Michael go back into the bathroom, and then the shower started. Eleanor said "I wonder why he wants a shower at this time". I said I had no idea. Then she wanted to know what happened while he watched me, so I described it all to her. She then began to howl and howl with laughter, and clutch herself between the legs so she didn't wee herself ! When she eventually got a grip of herself, she explained why she laughed, and how she thought Michael had had an unfortunate "accident" in his pants watching me go, and that would be why he was in the shower ! We both agreed to say absolutely nothing about that to him, and that we had probably done enough damage as it was to the poor boy !!
When he came downstairs again, we were perfectly composed. He was all dressed up as if he was going out to meet a girl. I even said to him "So who's the lucky girl ?!". He cleared his throat and said "You are". Taken aback, I said "Excuse me ?". And he replied "Kendal, will you go out with me ?" ...........
Louise
Hello everybody!
Well it was a good Saturday night. I was out with Steve, my sister and her boyfriend. When we were walking home and before my sister and her boyfriend went on their own way to his house, we all had a wee in an alley together. I was in trousers and so was my sister but we did not squat because we did not want to be boring. So we stood in a row and weed on the wall. It was Steve, me, my sister and then my sister's boyfriend. My sister and I had our pants down a bit and we pulled our thongs to the side and we aimed at the wall and blasted our streams on it. giggle
I have another story from Spain too. It was a bit tiring for Steve this one. He picked me up and walked into the sea carrying me. I weed a big hissy, twisty gusher while I was in Steve's arms like that. Later he picked my mum up just the same and she weed like that. It looked good when she squirted a huge twisty gusher. Jackie did one later as well being carried by Steve and she squirted a twisty gusher too. LOL she said "oh no not me", but he picked her up and she started weeing and giggling. It was a real good laugh.
INA - Hi girl! Oh yeah, Steve is a lovely guy. He is not quite all by himself though, his best friend does not get shocked by me and my sister weeing standing up. Yeah, it is a social myth that we can not pee if we don't sit down. It is like my mum says, as little girls we get taught to think like that so why should the men not think it as well if nobody teaches them any better? Well you know my Steve is learned for a man and we do not need to teach him, but there are a lot who just do not know. I think that what is good for the men can be good for us as well, so I wee where I want and how I want. So if I wee in an alley it may be I will do it squatting, or I will do it standing. It is how I feel or what I am wearing that will make me pick which way.
Thank you for your letter and I hope you like my newest stories. I bet you and PV would have liked to have been in Spain with us. It would have been an even bigger riot. You could have weed in the row in the sea with us and you could have counted the women who looked a lot at Steve's most important part when we walked past them. LOL
Have you seen Steve's letter on page 981? He is right about that guy. The guy we saw was looking at me, mum and Jackie when we walked past them more than he looked as his girl when she was squatting weeing under the tree. It maybe he doesn't like watching her.
Love Louise xx
JEFF A - Hi guy! Yeah, Steve is awesome. He knows lots and lots of tricks because he has been training for about 25 years and it is like he has eyes in the back of his head.
I thought I was going to have a proper shit to write about today but all I did was hover my bum over the toilet this morning and pop 2 little rabbit pellets out of my bum. It was a bit disappointing. I had a nice wee though, and it was my first one of the day. It was a nice golden, sparkly and twisty gusher and it really washed the front of the toilet bowl. I hissed a lot and I bet you would have liked seeing and hearing it, Jeff.
Love Louise xxxxx
ADRIAN, JEFF A, KENDAL, ELEANOR AND PV - I hope you see Steve's letter on page 981. I think it is a good one. Yeah if Steve's friend has not been a coward and had asked me if I can wee standing up then I would have said "yeah. Do you need a demo to prove it?" LOL Well it would have been fun to say it but I bet he would have not wanted me to really do it. giggle
Love,
Louise.
Outdoor Jane
Euro hiker: Thanks for the story you dedicated to me. That was an exciting story. Bad that was just a dream. I'll be soon back with more stories.
Monday, September 9, 2002
I have a question for everyone. Do you poop in public restrooms? How often?
hannah
hi everyone, yestaday i had to do an assignment on my computer for school. Then when i had only 3 sentences left to do an enormous cramp hit my ???? and i immediatly let out a wet fart. i knew i had to diarrhea cos i ate lots of ice cream which i shouldnt have. i was so excited on getting the work done, i just placed some scrap paper under me and i then threw my pants away. i was standing up typing and then i let it out. the relieve was amazing. i could feel the liquid poop touching my legs then on the paper. when i finished typing and finished the nasty poo, i looked around... AND THERE WERE A HUGE PUDDLE OF DIARRHEA ON MY CARPET!!! only some went on the paper!! so i quickly threw that paper away, cleaned my legs and tried my best to clean that diarrhea off my carpet. after a while, the cleaning water dried and there was still a dry brown stained patch on my white carpet!!! 2 days later my parents will come back from their holidays! please tell me how i can clean it. pleas! e. and it smells like a toilet!PJ girl
Hi!
my name is tina, i'm 19 and i've been a lurker in this cool forum for a long time. Now i have a poop problem: at times i get constipated and i've always used enemas to relieve myself, they're nice and i feel very healthy. but now i'm living in a hostel with very little bathroom privacy, so i don't really feel like getting and using a enema bag or syringe. so i got a bottle of prune juice. but i've never drank it, so i would like to know how much i should take for a fast relief (in hours or less). I don't mind if it gets mushy or it gives me a bit of the runs for the day, i've been without going for 6 days, and, used to enemas, such a load will be too much for me if it comes out hard! if that helps, i'm a bit chubby, around 51 kilos, 1,53 m tall and myusual poops are quite hard. i don't know how much to have or how fast it will be (i was tempted to drink the whole liter bottle, i was so desperate).
please answer fast!
tina
Bryan
my name is bryan and I am seventeen years old. in the past year I have shit myself on two seperate occasions. the first time I was riding in a car, we had a long ride ahead of us, about five minutes. I just couldn't hold it. I pleaded with my freind to stop but he would not. finally we got to his house, but I could restrain myself no longer. I let go and shit my pants. "Sorry Sam" I said as I jumped out of the car and ran into his house. With poop dripping from my shorts I made my way to the toilet where I continued to poop. In fact I pooped so much the toilet clogged and overflowed flooding the floor with a diarea water solution.
My second shitting occasion was a little different. It was my birthday and so I decided to do a little drinking. I remember little from the night other than me puking a lot and then falling asleep at my freinds house. Four hours after I had fallen asleep I awoke to a very angry man, my freinds father. Still drunk when I woke up I was confused as I looked around. I appeared to be lying in a pile of mud. and there seemed to be a lot more mud piles all over the basement. and the bathroom had a layer of mud about a half inch thick covering the floor. I sat and wondered where all the mud had came from. the only funny thing was it didn't smell like mud it actually smelled like poop. My friends father woke up my other freinds who after realizing not only had i shit myself but virtualy the entrire house began making fun of me. I was stunned at what I had done, all my freinds make fun of me now, it is very embaressing.
Darius (Noel)
Bryian: Loved your story of wetting yourself in double briefs and some old works pants. Were you standing or sitting on the toilet? This seems to be something you have got into lately. Have you ever considered a poo in your pants? I know you had that terrible accident back in January, but having diarrhoea in our pants is something none of us could ever like! It's just horrible! I don't know if you saw my last post. It's right at the end of page 981, tucked in after other posts I had read previously. I did respond to you about your question as to what I'd eaten. At 4.40 am this morning I woke up with cramps just like before. I had to go to the bathroom several times before daylight. No diarrhoea, just normal turds first time and lots of horrible stuff (looking like vomit, brown/orange in colour) every time after that. I was worried I might shit my boxers in bed, so I grabbed a pair of briefs and put on under my boxers for added protection. Thankfully, I did not shit mysel! f. Don't know what it was about. I've had several cramps during the day, but done nothing. I guess these daytime cramps were a bit like you had at 2.30 am and then did nothing.
CKF: Dids you find my last post on page 981? I did mention why some of your posts may not be getting on. I do look forward to more of your stories. I really loved hearing about your poo in your Yves Saint Laurent briefs. (Could call you "YSLF" too). I don't have any YSL briefs, but I do have a pair of YSL boxer briefs with 3-button fly in light grey. I've never pooed them, but they really show up any peeing 'accidents' I have in them. What colours do you prefer for your underwear? Do you, like me, have boxers as well as briefs?
Matt: I meant to have asked you about your A-Level results. Anyway, it's been good to read your grades on here. Congratulations to you. You'll be busy getting ready for Uni now, I guess. I trust all will go well with you, and I'm sure you'll have some great stories to share during your time there. As I said in my last post (p.981), you've got guts to shit in your pants at work in the way you did. I wonder if you'll even do it in a lecture at Uni? With everything that's gone on with me of late, I'd forgotten your embarrassment at buying briefs a few months ago, as they're not cool for your age group. I did not have time to respond last time to your comments about the guy I saw in the dentists with briefs on. I met a guy I often chat to at my gym. He is 21. He works in an office, and usually arrives at the gym in shirt, tie and trousers. When he strips off to put his shorts and T-shirt on, he always has briefs on. Afterwards he has a shower and puts a clean pair of boxers ! on. When I met him in the town centre the other day he asked me to have a coffee with him. We chatted about various thing and 'put the world right', as they say. We got on to the subject of guys underwear. I said that I thought all his age group wore boxers. He replied that the "majority" do, but a "minority" do prefer briefs. I remarked how I'd noticed he arrived at the gym in briefs and went away in boxers. Sharing my thoughts in this respect, he said, "you can't wear boxers very well with your shorts in the gym, without exposing your private parts, so briefs are essential. But when I've finished, I put on my preferred boxers." He later said that he believed that whatever age group we are, our underpants collection should include boxers and briefs, as they both have their distinct advantages. You'll probably notice at uni that there will be guys your age in briefs, even if they a minority. By the way, what is your preferred colour for underwear. Mine are white, black and g! rey. I do have a few odd jersey boxers in other colours as well. I prefer pooing in white CK briefs so that I can be sure they are absolutely clean after. I looked back yesterday to my first post (as Noel) on page 802. This highlights the disadvantages of having a genuine accident in boxers, as I did in M&S in Manchester. I was interested to read your posts of that time too.
Gotta go. Take care all of you.
Darius.