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    malefemale Pageboy Wetting

    When I was 8 I was asked to be a pageboy for my cousin's wedding. I had to wear a kill, a blouse lace collar and cuffs, white knee socks and black mary-janes. I also wore a pair of my sisters school panties. Before the wedding I drank plenty of sodas and did not get chance to go to the bathroom. I arrived at the church with 2 other kilted pageboy and the bridesmaids. The ceremony went on for ages and I started to feel the effects of all the soda I had drank. I started to do the pee pee dance much to the amusement of my fellow attendants. Eventually the ceremony was over and we went out for the photos. As I was standing there I felt the warmth of my pee soaking into my sisters panties. I looked down in horror as pee trickled down my legs, soaking my socks and shoes. A puddle grew under my feet. Giggles soon followed from my fellow attendants. My mom was not pleased and grabbed my hand and took me off to a local drug store. She bought me pull-ups but made me pay for them at the counter. I wore and used the pull-ups all day to my shame.
  2. I thought I would continue from where I left off in my accounts as a boy with my friend. I had been at my friends house having fun wetting in our kilts. I returned home with a bag of my wet panties and kilt dressed in a wet diaper under tights and shortals. When I got home my mom said she needed to have a talk. She told me that my friends mom had spoken to her and told her about our wet play. She always told me that it didn't have to be secret anymore and if I wanted to wet and wear diapers it was OK as long as as it was kept off the furniture. I couldn't believe that it was OK. I hugged my mom and went to play in my room where I saw that mom had placed my first pack of diapers. I sat playing on my games console still in my wet diaper, tights and shortals. I continued to wet luxuriating in the warmth of fresh pee pee. I was rewarded with little wet spots appearing on my shortals.
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    Wedding day wetters?

    I remember wetting at my aunts wedding when I was a page-boy. I was 7 at the time and was with the groom (my dad). Prior to the wedding we went to a local bar and I drank a lot of soda. I was dressed in a kilt and lace shirt, white periline socks and shiny black Mary-janes. I didn't know the wedding service would be so long so didn't use the bathroom at the bar. Anyway I was desperate by the time the group photos were being taken. I kept being told to stop holding my crotch as it would not look good on the photos. I started to feel little spurts of pee soaking into my tighty whities. Eventually I lost my holding battle and felt my crotch getting warm. I parted my legs and looked down to witness a gush of pee flowing beneath my kilt forming a puddle, boys much to the disapproval of all who were beside me. I was so embarrassed but at the same time I had a rush of excitement. My friend who was the other page-boy comforted me whilst replacemen underwear was sought. I was provided with a pair of spare rhumba panties that one of the bridesmaids mother's had taken for her daughter (an occasional day wetter). I actually got a thrill wearing them thinking they may have been previously wet at some time. My accident was soon as forgot about and me and my friend had fun at the reception.
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    Sleepover

    Our next adventure was when we started Irish dance. We got dressed at my home. First our gym knickers which were green like our kilts. We then put on white dress shirts, green kneesocks and finally wrapped our kilts around our waists. We both loved the kilts and loved the attention we got walking to the dance studio. When we arrived there were two other boys in red kilts. We made friends with them and all enjoyed our first lessons. One of the other boys would join in our wetting adventures later on. When we finished our dance lessons we went to my friends house. We went down to his playroom in our kilts and soon had the urge for a bit of wetting. My friend was first. He stood up parted his legs slightly and I was treated to the sight of pee dribbling through his knickers/panties. He was panting as he wet and then lifted his kilt to reveal a large wet spot on his panties. It was my turn next. I decided to wet sitting down. I soon felt the heavenly warmth in my crotch as I started to wet my panties. Soon a puddle formed at the back of my kilt. I loved it and sat in my puddle for a while. We then wrestled for a bit until my friends mom came down with sodas. She suggested we put our wet clothes in the wash and my friend was told to get dry clothes for us to wear. I was astonished and embarrassed that his mom knew. She acted as it was normal. My friend bought down two diapers, two pairs of tights and two pairs of shortalls for us to wear. Needless to say I went home in a very wet diaper. More later....
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    Incontinence from Tickling!

    I think that my fascination being tickled is that you lose control and "accidently" pee your panties. I like to dress in a nice pleated skirt and gym panties and be tickled till I do pee pee. It's such fun and exciting.
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    Sleepover

    As you will see later we experimented with different wetting clothes. Tights and leotards were among our favourites. Will post about our first kilt soon. If interested....
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    Sleepover

    Thanks for all your positive comments. As I said earlier me and my friend had many adventures. As we were both boys with a lot of energy our mothers decided to enroll us in dance lessons to channel the energy they said. Obviously at first we didn't want to, particularly ballet which was "for girls". Our mothers wouldn't change their minds so we were enrolled in ballet and as we were of Irish descent we also got put into Irish dance lessons. I never forget when me and my friend had to try on our ballet outfits and Irish dance kilts. We both had to have help putting our tights on as we had never worn them before. So we both stood there in gray tights and white leotards. We both laughed at each other. We then tried our kilts on over our ballet clothes. We did a couple of swirls for our mothers. We both enjoyed our dance clothes. After our first ballet class we decided not to change but to go play at our secret place to play. As our ballet clothes would be washed anyhow we decided to have "accidents" in them. I was first and started to pee pee. It was great watching my pee go down the inside of my legs. The leotard made the pee stay against my crotch. It was wonderful and even wet my butt cheeks. My friend was excited at my show and soon he gave me a thrilling show. We stayed in our wet tights till they dried and decided that we had to get some more "wetting" tights for our playtime. We actually got tights in all colors and thickness. All from thrift stores or sisters castoffs. More later...
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    Remembering Your Past

    I was about 6 when I first wet on purpose. I was in the mall shopping with my mom. I witnessed a 4 year old in blue bib shorts with his mom. He was playing in the play area whilst she was drinking coffee. My mom was in a lingerie shop so I waited outside and watched the boy run around as 4 year olds do. All of a sudden he stopped and looked down. Soon a wet spot formed and grew till he had totally soaked his pants. He then just carried on playing as if nothing had happened. His mom was not happy and dragged him off. I just had this crazy idea about seeing what it was like. That afternoon I rummaged through my moms rags bag and found some old blue shorts of mine. I took them with me to my tree house. I put them on and after some effort started to wee my pants. The warmth forming in my crotch felt amazing. I stayed in those wet pants all afternoon..
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    Sleepover

    As I said earlier I introduced my friend to the idea of wetting for fun at a sleepover. He wet the bed and wore protection. Our first adventure started the following day when we went to my special tree house. I found it in a local wood abandoned. So I cleaned it up and this was my secret wetting place. I stored my wetting clothes there. I took my friend there and offered him a pair of beige shorts and yellowed tighty whities. He was nervous about getting changed outside at first but soon was in his "wetting" pants. I dressed in pale blue shorts and green tights (another "shock" for my friend). We had brought some sodas with us and drank them whilst reading comics. Pretty soon we both needed to pee. My friend was holding himself and obviously trying not to pee so I had to lead the way. Soon I felt the familiar warmth in my crotch. We both watched intently as my wet spot grew. Soon I proudly sported a nice sized wet spot. I then looked at my friend and after some effort he too sported a nice wet spot. We continued to wee our pants whilst reading. My friend was hooked. We soon became best buddies and shared a lot of activities including scouts, Irish dancing and ballet. More later...
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    malefemale Sleepover

    I've always enjoyed wetting my bed or my pants. I discoved my friend did too at a sleepover when I was 8. We were sleeping in the same bed and just before bed he said he needed to talk. He sounded serious and explained that he wet the bed and wore Goodnights. He was almost crying when he told me. His response to me telling him how it was OK and how I shared with him that I liked to wet was interest and relief. I asked if I could borrow one of his Goodnights and he said yes. We became best friends after that. Sadly he moved out of the area after 2 years, but we did share wetting adventures..
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    Accidentally peeing on another person

    I remember my little brother on my lap at church. We were both dressed in clean blue sailor suits with short pants. I was 7 and he was 5 at the time. The sermon was dragging on and my brother started jiggling about and grabbing himself. Soon I felt a warmth spreading on my crotch. It was a wonderful feeling and I even added a bit to the wetness. My brother got smacked legs but I got off Scot free. There were a number of times lil brother peed on me.