Date: Sun, 23 Jan 2022 09:27:57 -0800 (PST) From: jonjonleprechaun@comcast.net Subject: Jimmy and the XYZ boys Chapter 6 This is the sixth part in the series about a group of boys and their budding sexual perversions, primarily starring Jimmy. Each episode will be short, and is tied to the ones before it. There will be sexual activity, but that won't always be the primary focus. All of this is fictional, though a lot is based on my actions and thoughts as a young gay boy. If you like what you've read, please send me fan mail at jonjonleprechaun@comcast.net. Also, you can read my other stories posted on Nifty in the Gay sections Adult-Youth and Young Friends: Billie's Tightie Whities, My Summer Surgery and Marcus, 14 y/o freeballer, Heat Wave Boys, Sixth Grade Josh, and What Happened When Miguel Wet His Pants. To contribute to the continuing operations of the Nifty Erotic Stories Archive website using a credit card or other methods of donation, we encourage our supporters to donate to the Nifty Archive Alliance. -Jon *****WARNING***** This part of the XYZ boys' adventures deals primarily with watersports/wetting. If this topic is not to your liking, then you might want to skip this chapter. The XYZ boys start to explore watersports It was a week after the sleepover. The three boys had gotten together almost every day in between; sometimes just hanging out, sometimes fooling around with each other, and sometimes just doing typical nine-year-old-boy things. Twice they spent the afternoon playing on the school playground, both times there were lots of other kids there. Their underpants were on the ground under the fence, and they just left them there. Rumors were flying around their neighborhoods about what happened at the school last Saturday night, and it was a big focus of conversation among the kids on the playground that day. Jimmy's dad had asked him about it a few days ago, if he knew anything about it. Jimmy denied knowing anything, but had the feeling his dad knew he and his friends were the ones. One thing the boys (and most adults, probably) love about summer is how late it stays light outside. The boys each went home for dinner, but then met back at the playground afterwards. Now, they were the only ones there. It was fun playing on the playground equipment, equipment that just a week before they had been climbing all over naked. They did agree, though, that the slide was definitely one that was better when wearing pants. "Hey Jimmy, can we go to your house? I gotta pee!" Robbie was holding himself through his shorts; he tended to ignore the signs of having to go to the bathroom when he was hard at play, often times almost waiting too long. "Why? Just pee anywhere, no one else is here!" Jimmy and George had peed in many different spots on this playground when they were here alone like this, but never before with Robbie there. Robbie looked at them with a mischievous grin. "Really? Where's a good spot? I don't want anyone in the houses over there to see what I'm doing and call the police on us again." "Come on." Jimmy and George led their friend to an inset corner of the school building, that was open and viewable only from the playground and the woods. Robbie undid his shorts (of course, his fly was already unzipped) and let them fall to his ankles, pushed down his Spiderman briefs to his knees, and pointed his little dick at the bottom of the wall. Jimmy and George stood on each side of him, watching. George looked up at his buddy, who had a faraway dreamy look on his face. "JIMMY! You there?" Jimmy just nodded at him, giving him a half-smile. "You're peeing a little again, aren't you?" Robbie whipped his head to look at George with surprise, then turned to stare at Jimmy, then back to George. "What do you mean? He's still got his pants up!" "Jimmy sometimes lets some pee out into his undies. He says he likes how it feels." Robbie looked back at Jimmy, with a look of shock. "You like to wet your pants, Jimmy, on PURPOSE???" Jimmy nodded. "Yeah, it feels great with my dick and balls wrapped in my damp undies. You should try it!" Robbie's look of shock got bigger. "That's crazy! How do you keep others from finding out?" "I don't pee enough to show through on my pants. And when I take them off, I hide them til they're dry, then stuff them in the bottom of my dirty clothes basket." "So you really did just pee into your undies?" Jimmy nodded. "Can I see?" Jimmy undid his shorts, let them drop to the ground, and stepped out of them. Then he lifted his shirt up and tucked it beneath his chin, and thrust his crotch forward a bit. Today he was wearing green briefs, with a white waistband that had FOTL printed around it. The fly had a dark spot about two inches across. Robbie reached out his hand and felt it with a finger. "Wow, it IS wet!" Jimmy nodded and relaxed, letting another spurt out. Robbie felt it hit his fingertip, even through the briefs. "Hey, you peed on my finger!" Jimmy and George both started laughing. Robbie looked over at George. "Do you ever pee into YOUR undies?" George grinned. "Only when I'm alone with Jimmy. But HE does it anytime he wants, no matter where he is or who's around!" "Are you all done peeing, Robbie?" Jimmy asked. The boy shrugged. "I dunno, maybe." Jimmy picked up his shorts and started to put them on but didn't fasten them up, leaving the flaps folded back to show off the fly of his undies. "Pull up your shorts, but leave them open like mine. You too, George." Soon all three were standing there in the corner, with open pants. "Ok, everyone let out one spurt into your undies, and watch each other while we do." Jimmy immediately let out a big spurt, so that the entire front of his briefs was wet and glistening. Robbie strained, and managed to let out a little dribble that was just visible. George knew what was coming when Jimmy first told Robbie to pee in the corner, and had some pee stored up. He let out a good spurt, which dampened about a three-inch spot on the front of his tightie whities. "Man, this feels so WEIRD! But you were right, it feels kind of cool on my dick." Jimmy reached over and slid a finger through Robbie's unzipped fly, and felt his briefs. "All right, good job!" Then Jimmy leaned his head & shoulders against the wall with his feet a little bit ahead, and pushed his crotch out. As the other boys watched closely, he completely relaxed and let his pee loose. Both his briefs and his shorts were soon soaked, and his urine began running down both legs. "Glad I wore sandals today!" he said, kicking them off and leaving him barefoot. The ground beneath his feet soon turned dark as his piss continued cascading down his legs. After a minute he ran out, and let out a contented sigh. "Jimmy, I've never seen you completely wet your pants before!" George said. He also began to feel spasms in his gut, as his overfull bladder began to struggle with holding in its contents. Jimmy grinned widely. "You've never SEEN me! I've done it before, but only when I was alone. I've always wanted to do it in front of others, but always chickened out. Now I've done it!" He reached down, and smacked the front of his shorts. It made a squishy/squelchy sound, and piss sprayed out from behind his hand. "Ok, now you two do it! But you better take off your shoes first, don't want to ruin them." The other boys stared at Jimmy. Piss their pants? They hadn't done that since they were like 4 or 5 years old, and that wasn't on purpose! "I-I can't wet my pants! What'll my parents say?" "And my brother and sister will tease me about it for the rest of my life!" "Ok, then sleep over at my house. George, do you have your phone?" The boy pulled it out of his back pocket, and held it up. "Call your Mom and ask her if you can. Then let Robbie use your phone to call HIS parents." "But what about your dad? And your brother? We can't let them see we peed our pants!" "It's OK, my dad's already at work, and my brother is gone for a week. We'll have the house to ourselves!" The other two boys still weren't too keen on the idea of wetting their pants, but they would take any excuse to sleep over at Jimmy's, especially with no one else there. A few minutes later, both of them had called home and gotten permission. "Ok, now that's solved. Go on and pee!" George and Robbie looked at each other. They both had trouble saying no to Jimmy. "Come on, take your shoes off. Then just GO!" Robbie toed off his Vans (he wasn't wearing socks), and George sat down on the bench to take his off. Then they both just looked at Jimmy. "I can't, Jimmy, I just CAN'T!" "Sure you can, George. Just make yourself relax, and let it just come out." The slightly-built boy looked down at his crotch and tried for a few moments to relax his gut, but nothing happened. He looked up at Jimmy with tear-filled eyes and his lip began quivering, afraid of what the bigger boy would say or think of him. "I'm sorry Jimmy, I tried, I really did. But I can't do it!" Jimmy smiled at him, then stepped up to his friend and put his hands of the boy's shoulders. "Then I guess I'll have to help you do it." "Help me pee myself? How?" Jimmy knew George well enough to know that the boy was still very ticklish. He pushed his shoulders back hard, so that George was laying back on the bench on his back. Then Jimmy jumped over and sat on his thighs, held his chest down with one hand, and started digging the fingers of his other hand into the boy's ribs. George immediately began thrashing about and laughing loudly and uncontrollably and, within a few seconds, began to empty his bladder. The front and back of his shorts became soaked, and his piss began dripping loudly down onto the concrete below; his urine also started soaking into his shirt. He flailed his fists against Jimmy, desperately trying to get him to stop. "J-J-J-Jimmmmmyyyy, s-s-st-st-oooppp!!!!!" he stuttered, feeling with horror the warm wetness spreading all over his body. After a few minutes Jimmy stopped tickling, but the deed was done; George's bladder was empty, and he was soaked in his pee. Jimmy stood up, and turned towards Robbie. The youngster just stood there. "I'm all done peeing, I can't pee no more," he said. "Then I'll have to help you another way. Button your shorts back up." Jimmy stepped up in front of the other boy as he did so, while fishing his dick out of his briefs. With the other boys watching closely (George had gotten up and stood right next to Robbie) Jimmy slipped his dick in through the open fly of Robbie's shorts, and relaxed. Shortly his pee stream started back up. He emptied his bladder into the other boy's shorts, which became soaked like the others'. Then he stepped back. "There. Now all three of us have peed pants!" They all laughed. "What about our shoes? We can't put them on with our feet all pissy!" "We'll walk to my house barefoot, carrying our shoes. If we take the long route that way," he pointed to the road in front of the school, "we can get almost all the way thee walking on grass. Let's go!" They made it to Jimmy's house without seeing anyone outside their houses, and only had one car came along to shine its headlights on them. They giggled as it passed, wondering if the people in the car could see that their pants were peed in. By the time they got to Jimmy's house, darkness had come. They went around the side into the backyard, which became softly illuminated by the motion sensor lights back there. After stepping on the porch, removing their still-damp clothing, and leaving them in a pile by the door, the boys spent the next hour running around the yard and wrestling naked. They wondered if Mr. Andrews could see them. "What would he say if he knew we peed our pants?"