Posted by mkblain on August 19, 2010 at 21:36 [60.228.212.208]
Have you ever been discovered with a load in your underwear and if yes how did it make you feel and how many times has it happened?
It’s happened, probably about six or seven times but the one that was most embarrassing was when I was 15. My friends and I had arrived at the air show early not wanting to miss any of the events and I already needed to go before we got there. Normally I liked holding it in as long as possible then did it in my pants when I was sure no one would find out, but it was different that time. A new girl in my grade had asked if she could go with me and it was the first time I had gone anywhere with a girl so I wanted to make a good impression. My plan was to do it while I walked home after the air show but soon realized that wasn’t going to work. Problem was I had a major fear of going to the toilet when people were around and telling anyone. That fear was what started me doing it on purpose but making a good impression was more important that time so I waited for an opportunity to sneak off unnoticed. By the time the opportunity came along I was desperate to do both and was almost peeing my pants during the walk to the toilets.
When I finally got there all the cubicles were being used and there was a few guy waiting in front of them but one of the urinals was free. Thinking a pee would solve my predicament I decided to put my fear of peeing around other people and use it, my first big mistake. When the pee began to come out so did some huge firm logs and they didn’t stop unit the whole lot was in my underwear. That started some very conflicting feeling, it was a perfect firm load that didn’t smell and would be perfect to enjoy for hours but this time there was a very different problem, the girl. I decided to wait for a cubical but that wasn’t going to help when neither had toilet paper and were filthy. I had gotten away with pooing my pants around my friend’s lots of times before so decided to risk it again and walked back. The walk felt fantastic but arriving back to my friends and ***** was terrifying but that slowly disappeared after no one said anything and ***** seemed to like me just as much. By the time the fire works and the air show was finished the fear of getting found out was completely gone so I decided to go to a party we were invited to after without going home to change. To me making an excuse to go home would have made them suspicious considering my house was in the opposite direction.
Being at the party with pooed underwear knowing no one knew felt fantastic so to make it even more exciting once ***** left I snuck out the back and pushed even more out. With the additional logs my underwear were bulging but was confident no one was going to know once I check by putting put my hand in my pants and checked my now bulging underwear. The rest of the party went without anyone saying anything or acting suspiciously and that made me feel rather proud of my achievement while I walked home. Not only had I gone out with the new girl at school I had gotten away with pooing my pants.
When I got home the proud feeling soon vanished when I took my pants off to check my underwear. There was a huge rip in seam right where my butt had been and when I put them back on to see if my underwear would have been showing I was devastated. The rip could not have been in a worse place and to make it even worse I realized the rip had happened at the air show. Rather than walk all the way around the field we had taken a short cut through a barbed wire fence. One of the times we did my pants had gotten caught and ripped when I pulled them free. The only damage I thought had happened was a small hole on the side but the seam must have torn apart while I freed myself. Like any school the news spread within a few hours and it seemed like everyone was talking about it and either making fun of me or asking some very difficulty questions.
I later found out that one of the guys that was with us had told everyone not to say anything then raced ahead and done the same at the party.
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