David Goes to College – Chapter Nine
Another Saturday and once again David and Steven were alone together. Mrs. Walker had some function at the college she had to attend and Sheila was going to a party, so neither one of them was likely to be home any time before 10:00 PM.
The moment the two boys were finally alone, David wet his pants and after some urging Steven did also.
“So how does it feel?” asked David.
“Warm and wet, duh,” responded Steven sarcastically.
“Yeah, well you can be a smart ass, but you’re also a wet ass.”
The two boys stood, looking at each other for several seconds. Then David moved closer to Steven and began unbuckling the younger boy’s belt. He undid the button and then, very slowly unzipped Steven’s pants. As he slowly pulled the pants down around the Steven’s ankles he noticed the boy’s penis, clearly visible through the wet fabric of the underpants, began to grow in size. He brought his face close and kissed Steven’s enlarging cock through the wet underpants. The smell of fresh boy-pee filled his nostrils and he breathed in deeply. Then he worked his tongue through the fly in the briefs and ran it up and down the Steven’s stiff cock until the younger boy moaned with pleasure and shot his wad into his undies. Then he quickly pulled Steven’s wet pants back up, quickly zipped him up again, buttoned the top and rebuckled the belt.
“Let’s stay in wet pants for a while. Like I told you, I like the feel and I like the look. . And I especially like to look at you with your wet jeans.”
“Yeah, OK, as long as it doesn’t start feeling too cold,” responded Steven.
“Ah, the secret is to just wet a bit more, whenever you start feeling cold.”
“OK, good plan, but I’m going to need something to drink to keep that up.”
The two spent a languid afternoon, lazy about in their wet jeans, drinking cokes and playing video games.
It was getting close to 5:00 PM and David’s pants were nearly dried out when he decided it was time to finally let Steven find out what it was like to have a pants pooper for a friend. As Steven returned from the kitchen with another round of cokes, David felt his load of poop began to push into his underpants. He relaxed and felt a fresh spurt of urine start to flow and then he pushed hard, filling the seat of his pants with a warm, soft load. The new spurt of pee formed a large wet spot on the front of his pants and large load of poop pushed out from the back.
Steven wrinkled his nose and then, recalling the story about Jeff and Josh, said, “I think I smell a stinky boy.”
David grinned, as Steven handed him a coke and then walked around behind him and felt the seat of his pants.
“Yeah, you’ve been wet all day, but now there’s something soft and squishy in there.” As he spoke he pushed harder against David’s butt and shifted the load around and around.
“Oh yes, I love it,” moaned David.
“It feels so good.”
“It smells so terrible,” replied Steven.
“OK, let’s see what you look like.”
David’s pants were pulled down and then Steven pulled the back of the waistband of David’s underpants back and looked in. He very nearly gagged at the smell, but was actually surprised that David’s butt didn’t appear to be an even bigger mess than it was.
“Well, there’s a big load of shit in you pants, but your bottom doesn’t seem to be as messy as I expected.”
“Well, I guess that will make the clean-up easier, anyway,” replied David.
Steven just grunted at that remark.
“I guess you can’t stay in messy pants the way we’ve both been staying in wet pants, so I guess it’s about time to get into diapers.”
They decided that it would be easiest to just go into the bathroom, where Steven could wipe David’s bottom clean, and the mess in his underpants could be flushed down the toilet.
As David lowered his soiled shorts to his ankles some of the mess left a streak along his inner thigh.
“Oops, well I guess that makes for more clean-up,” he remarked nonchalantly, as he dumped the load into the toilet.
“So what do I look like?” he asked as he bent over to give Steven a good view of his messy bottom.
“A shitty mess,” responded Steven.
“You want ME to clean you up?”
“Sure, I’m just a naughty little boy who still poops his pants. I can’t do it myself.”
“Yeah, right, I’m two years younger than you, but I’m your daddy.”
Steven grabbed a wad of toilet paper and approached David, who was bent over with his hands on his knees. David felt the gingerly touch of the paper against his ass and then felt the poop being smeared further up into his butt-crack as Steven wiped upwards.
David’s penis had been partly erect, but when he felt the mess around his anus being spread up and onto his butt cheeks, his cock came to full attention and almost ached with the tension.
Steven tried a few more times with toilet paper and then decided that a wet wash cloth was more likely to be effective. He ran warm water on to the cloth, rubbed some soap on it and then began to wash David’s ass.
As he felt the warm, wet wash cloth contact his dirty butt, David felt strangely transported, almost as if he really was – once again – a little boy with no control, who needed adult help to get cleaned up after an “accident.”
Steven had to rinse the cloth and add additional soap several times before he had the other boy’s bottom adequately cleaned up. Finally, David took the wet wash cloth from him and finished cleaning his thigh where some of the mess had also been smeared.
“So what do you do with your shorts?” asked Steven as he gave his hands a very thorough washing.
“They’re still a big mess.”
“I’ll wash them out in the sink in my bathroom,” said David, “and then just throw them in the hamper with the diapers. I was going to start doing laundry tonight anyway.” After taking care of the messy shorts and washing his own hands thoroghly, David returned to the den where Steven had prepared the diapers and soon both boys were comfortably diapered.
“It occurs to me that we have a problem,” remarked David.
“What?” asked Steven.
“Well, we’re going to order a pizza for dinner, right? But we’re both already in diapers so who’s going to open the door when the delivery man comes?”
“I vote for you,” said Steven, promptly.
“Yeah, and I vote for you,” chuckled David, “but we ought to be able to work this so that it’s not really too dangerous but fun.”
David’s plan was that both boys would put on some pants over their diapers. They wouldn’t use belts and they’d pull the pants down so that a smidgen of the diaper and plastic pants showed. They’d wear T-shirts – not tucked in and they’d both go to the door. Depending on how discerning the delivery man was he might notice something or he might not. Both boys were slim, and the cloth diapers would create a noticeable bulge, but the delivery man couldn’t be sure that they weren’t both just a bit over weight.
Steven pondered the idea for a moment, and although good sense suggested that he refuse, he found the idea exciting and finally agreed to the plan. The boys were a bit surprised to find that the delivery man was actually a delivery woman and David thought he recognized her as a student at the college. He immediately became more self-conscious about being discovered and he realized he should have expected the possibility that the delivery person might be someone from the college. But it was too late to do anything but brazen it out.
As they paid for the pizza David noticed that the delivery girl was looking them both over pretty thoroughly and seemed to be paying particular attention to their crotches and waists. There was an arch of her brows, but she didn’t say anything. She turned and walked down the steps and back toward her car as the boys closed the door. But they watched from the window as she walked away and noticed that she turned around once to look back at the house, shrugged and then continued on to her car.
“Oh god,” said Steven, “she definitely noticed.”
“Well,” laughed David, “she noticed something, but she’s not quite sure what. I think it will puzzle her.”
They both laughed – somewhat hysterically – as they stripped off their pants. They were soon clad only in diapers and T-shirts and eating pizza.
As they ate, David began to work on Steven to try to get him to mess his pants. Steven objected that he’d never be able to do it because he always did his poopy business in the morning, right after getting his nighttime diaper removed. After some further discussion and much cajoling on David’s part, Steven agreed to try to shift his habits to coincide with David’s.
The End of David Goes to College – Chapter Nine.
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