diokno44x 163 Posted March 30, 2019 Share Posted March 30, 2019 Been awhile eh? This little memory came flooding back to me (pun not attended), when I was walking from the store a few days ago, and the route I took this time happened to take me pass a local park+playground next to my neighborhood. Even though the sky was overcast, quite a few families were here. Anyway, as I glanced at the sandbox I used to play in, on my way home, my mind flashed back to a wetting incident back during preschool. This was in the spring, and the day was fairly warm, as it usually is in Cali. Anyway, due to the weather, and due to a fair few of my long legged pants were in the wash (twice due to, ah, incidents involving me and underwear), I was garbed in shorts, My current attire at this time was a loose lime green T-shirt, a pair of charcoal grey cargo shorts, and some green and white sneakers. Now, this was one of my diaper/Pull-Upless days, for two reasons. 1. It was Potty Test Day, and 2. I had used my last one, and gotten changed out of it, shortly after arriving in the YMCA lobby bathroom. Anyway, I was playing in the sandbox in the outdoor area of the YMCA. It wasn't as. well, furnished as the playground I would use in, say, that park I was talking about up top, or the playground I would use every recess in kindergarten and first grade at Saint John Vianney, but five year old me didn't mind, it was simple, but fun. Anyway, as I was building whatever came to mind with the sand, I felt a familiar twinge in my bladder, but tried to put it off. Eventually, as time wore on, my need to pee slowly, but surely increased, but I tried to keep from squirming too much. Now, you may wonder why I didn't run off and use the bathroom, well, a few reasons. 1. Like most kids, I was too busy playing. 2. The nearest bathroom was relatively far away, and as I was close to bursting, I didn't think I'd make it. and 3. I was uncomfortable with public bathrooms, as I've said before, at least without my mother being there with me. Plus, someone had gone in only a moment earlier, and I wasn't comfortable with using the bathroom if I knew someone that wasn't a family member was in the vicinity of me. Eventually, the pressure grew too much. Quickly making sure no one, classmate or caretaker could see me, I spread my legs a bit, as I would often do when wetting my diaper and if I was sitting. Slowly, a warm trickle of pee began forming, and began to dampen the sand beneath me. I had to turn my full sit into a bit of a squat, so I didn't get wet sand on my shorts. My pee trickled out, until it came to an end. A decently sized, about te size of my fist now, wet patch was on my shorts. Thankfully, it wasn't too noticeable from the color of my shorts. That done, I moved to a different part of the sandbox to play in Quote Link to comment
blasseroz 115 Posted March 30, 2019 Share Posted March 30, 2019 Great memory, and some quick thinking to ensure that there was as little evidence of your release as possible. Quote Link to comment
Stanley79 636 Posted March 30, 2019 Share Posted March 30, 2019 The sandbox near my childhood home was about a kilometer long. It was a beach not far from a glacial river feeding the salt-water inlet (in short -- Cold!). My parents assumed I'd do wading pees. Disliking cold twice in an outing, behind a log usually served. If I'd gotten dry, pulled swimming trunks aside. More often i peed into grass, even in my back yard. Stopping what I was doing to pee -- rarely. Quote Link to comment
diokno44x 163 Posted March 30, 2019 Author Share Posted March 30, 2019 2 hours ago, Stanley79 said: The sandbox near my childhood home was about a kilometer long. It was a beach not far from a glacial river feeding the salt-water inlet (in short -- Cold!). My parents assumed I'd do wading pees. Disliking cold twice in an outing, behind a log usually served. If I'd gotten dry, pulled swimming trunks aside. More often i peed into grass, even in my back yard. Stopping what I was doing to pee -- rarely. Yeah, most of my outdoor peeing happened on grass, behinnd a tree, etc. Despite living in Cali, my family rarely went to the beach Quote Link to comment
blasseroz 115 Posted April 14, 2019 Share Posted April 14, 2019 Growing up in the country, toilets were only used for solids. That said, our sandbox (converted wading pool) often smelled of urine, but my mother always blamed the cats - now you make me wonder. RDFan2020 1 Quote Link to comment
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