Date: Wed, 21 May 2003 06:46:42 -0700 From: dude sweet Subject: Wetting the Bed I hate wetting the bed. What am I, a baby? It's ok to wet the bed when you're 5, but I'm 12 and its not ok. I really don't do it on purpose. I pee before I sleep. I don't drink anything after dinner. And I still wet the bed almost every night. So every morning I have to pull off my wet underwear, pull off my wet sheets and put them in the washing machine. Every. Fucking. Morning. I really, really want to stop wetting the bed so I can have sleepovers. I been invited before, but always have to make excuses. My brother is 8 and he knows, but if he ever tells on me, my mom will kill him. And so will I. And he knows it. He's not even aloud to say anything at home or he gets a spanking. So when Aunt Jackie and Uncle Steve come to visit they bring our cousins. Ralphie who is 8 and Trevor who is 11. They're ok. So Trevor is going to sleep on the floor in my room and Ralphie will share my brothers bed in his room. So as we are playing in my room on the floor on Trevors sleeping bag he asks if he can share my bed with me. "No" I say. "Why not? Don't you like me? Your bed is big enough." "I just don't like to share my bed, that's all." We go on with our game. Later, he brings it up again. "If I win this game you have to share the bed with me, if you win, I will sleep on the floor." "No! I don't want to share my bed. No deal." We go back to the game. Later as we are stripping to our underwear he says "Can I please, pretty please with cherry on top sleep with you? I hate the floor. Aren't we friends?" "Look if you want the stupid bed so much, you can have it." I hope he doesn't notice the plastic sheet under the cotton one. "I will sleep on the stupid floor." I grab my pillow and throw it on the floor. He gets tears in his eyes like he's going to cry. Jeeze, what a baby. "Look, I said you can have the bed, I don't care. I'll sleep on the floor." Sniffling he says "I don't want the bed, I just wanted to share with you." Tears are running down his face, but he's not exactly crying. Oh shit. "Look Trev," I call him Trev to let him know I'm his friend, "you really don't want to sleep with me. I promise you don't. You can have the bed if you want. By yourself. It's not a big deal." "Why?" "Because I guarantee you won't like sleeping with me." "But why." "Because I wet the bed. That's why. Are you happy now? If you tell anybody, I'll kill you." There I said it, now maybe he will leave me alone. He stops crying. "You still wet the bed?" "Yeah." If he teases me, he's dead. "I used to wet the bed too." "Yeah everybody did." "I did until last year. I was so embarrassed about it. My brother used to tease me cause he stopped a long time ago." So what? Am I supposed to say something about that? So he wet the bed. Big deal. "Can we share the bed anyway?" "Didn't you hear me? When I am asleep, I piss in the bed. I get soaked, you would get soaked. Do you understand?" "Yeah, I thinks it cool." "What?" Is he crazy or something? "I think it's cool. I want to sleep with you. Please. Maybe we will both piss. It will be fun." Fun? Pissing the bed is fun? Pissing the bed with another guy is fun? Weird. I don't know, maybe it would be fun. Feeling someone else's piss? Maybe it would be gross. I don't know. "Are you sure?" "Yeah", he picks up my pillow off the floor and his and puts them both on the bed. "Ok?" "Ok, I guess." He giggles. "Cool." We climb under the covers together. We talk. Both moms come in to tuck us in. I can see my mom is surprised we are sharing, but she doesn't say anything, thank god. She turns out the lights and shuts the door. We talk and tickle each other. I am getting up to go and piss one last time. "Don't go. Wait till you fall asleep. It will be cool." Uh, ok. Whatever. "Ok, don't blame me if you drown," I say jokingly. "Hehe" he giggles. Me to. . . . I wake up. Wet. The bed is wet. I pissed in my sleep. Again. Shit. Trevor is sleeping with me. I feel by him. Its wet to. I feel his underwear. There mostly dry, but a little wet. It wakes him up. "Hi." "I pissed." "Cool." I pull off the covers to go piss in the bathroom. He grabs me. "Where you going?" I grab my wet crotch saying "I have to piss." "Piss here." "Piss the bed on purpose?" "Yeah it might be cool. I will too." "You want us to both piss in bed now?" Am I still asleep? "Yeah, It might be fun. We are wet anyways. Please." He pulls up the covers. "Ok." He slides close to me. He faces me. He turns he to face him. Our dicks are touching through the underwear. I can feel his dick touching mine. He must be serious. "I'll go first" he says. I don't say anything. I can feel my dick getting warm. He's pissing on me. The cold dampness from my earlier pissing goes away everything is warm and safe feeling. He giggles. "You go now." So I do. It's funny. This is the first time I was awake and pissed the bed. It gets super wet and super warm. "I can feel it. It feels good." You know, he's right. It does feel good. Weird. I like it. He likes it to I can tell. I finish. As we lay there in all the piss pools I say "Now what?" "Uh, I guess we get up and get dressed." So we get out of bed. He pulls off his wet underwear and throws them on the wet spot of the bed. He's naked. I see his dick all shriveld up like mine. Good, he won't make fun of me. He stands there naked. I strip and put my underwear on the bed to. He gets to see mine. Mine is a little bigger than his. Good. He picks up his sleeping bag and cleans off his dick and butt. I do the same. We both put on fresh underwear. He helps me pull all the stuff off the bed and follows me to the washing room. Our moms sees us when we parade through the kitchen in our clean underwear, carrying our wet ones with the sheets. "Good morning" they say. "Good morning" we answer. Shit I hope they don't say anything about us wetting the bed. Or me wetting the bed. They don't. Just "are you boys ready for breakfast?" "Yeah." My mom says "Ok, take a shower first, then breakfast will be ready when you are done." She always makes me take a shower when I piss the bed. We march to my room. "Want to shower together?" he asks, giggling. "Ok." I never showered with anyone before. I use to take baths with my brother, but that's all. It's fun showering together. We both get our little dicks hard in the shower. It's cool. I'm glad Trevor came over. I'm glad I wet the bed.