Skip to content David Goes to College – Chapter Eleven
Over the next several weeks Steven held off on taking a crap in the morning. For a while he found himself to be in a big rush to get home from school so he could get to the bathroom. David said (in jest) that he ought to just mess his pants on the school bus coming home, but Steven was definitely not about to do that. Eventually he settled into the new habit and a Saturday finally arrived when he and David were once again to be alone for an extended time in the afternoon and evening. They didn’t need to speak about it – they just looked into each other’s eyes and knew that this was the day they both were to be “stinky boys.”
“Let’s go up to the park and see what’s happening there,” suggested David.
“Then, as we’re walking back home we can do you know what.”
“You mean out in public?” asked Steven aghast.
“Sure, I told you before, the reason I started pooping my pants even before I was wetting them was that no one could tell. We’ll walk along and do it and it’ll be exciting.”
“Yeah . . . OK,” stammered Steven, “but not where there are likely to be a lot of other people. How about going on some of the little paths that go through the woods above the lake?”
“Sure, that’s OK,” responded David.
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They walked to the park, chatting about inconsequential things. It was a cool, spring day and the trees were just beginning to turn green. Early spring flowers peeped out of the mulch in the flower beds. They went down to the small lake that lay at the center of the park and walked around the lake toward the wooded area that dominated the opposite side. They encountered surprisingly few people – a couple walking their dog and a few people jogging – which they took as an encouraging sign. If the park had been full of people they might both have gotten cold feet – but as it was their intention remained firm.
Soon they reached a narrow, somewhat muddy path leading off to the right and up the hill into the woods. Once in the woods, David looked around and then moved closer to his friend. He put his right arm around the other boy and they walked along quietly for a minute or two. Finally David felt they were sufficiently alone.
“Oh man, I really need to take a crap.”
“Jeez, not so loud,” protested Steven, “but me, too,” he added quietly.
They slowed their pace and then David said, “Oh, its coming. I’m going to poop my pants.”
Steven looked around wildly, sure that hordes of people would pop out of nowhere.
“Here, put you hand on the seat of my pants while I’m doing it,” commanded David.
Steven hesitated a moment and looked all around again. Seeing no one, he let his left hand stray toward David’s butt and began to feel the seat of his pants. David stopped walking and suddenly began pushing the load of poop into his pants. Steven felt a firm log of poop push against the palm of his hand as he held it against David’s pants.
“Oh, yes, keep your hand right there,” commanded David as he pushed another big log out. He felt the increased pressure from Steven’s hand as the other boy pushed the load of poop forward into his crotch and moved it around with a circular motion.
“OK,” said David, a few moments later, “that’s all there is.”
“Oh man, that was so weird feeling it as you did it,” replied Steven. Steven adjusted the front of his pants with his right hand to give his cock some space as it began to stiffen. His left hand continued to gently massage the seat of David’s pants.
“Come on. You have to do it, too,” said David.
“You said you needed to go.”
“Yeah, OK,” replied Steven, looking around once again to make sure there were no other people nearby.
David’s right hand slide down from Steven’s waist and rested gently against the boy’s bottom, waiting for the first turd to make an appearance. He could feel the muscles in the boy’s buttocks tense and then felt the push from Steven’s ass as the poop began to emerge.
“Oh, fuck. I’m pooping my pants,” moaned Steven quietly.
“Yes,” replied David in gentle, hushed tones, “I feel it coming.”
Steven pushed some more and the load in his pants increased. All the while David kept his hand against the boy’s bottom, gently pushing against the increasing load.
The two boys stood side by side, each gently pushing the mess in the other’s pants around in a circular motion.
“There, we’ve done it. We’ve pooped our pants in public,” said David.
“Luckily there don’t seem to be any members of the public around to see us,” responded Steven with relief.
This was the first time Steven had done any messy business, including in a diaper, and he discovered that it really didn’t feel bad. In fact, David had been right, it was kind of sensuous.
They began walking slowly along the path, each continuing to lightly massage the other’s bottom.
“I want to see what your butt looks like,” said David, suddenly.
“Let’s get off the path and go into that little clearing.” David pointed off to the left of their path where a small open space could be seen through the trees.
They climbed through the underbrush and shortly reached the clearing. The path was just visible from the small meadow.
“OK,” said David when they reached the clearing, “I’ve just got to pull your pants down and see what you look like. I’ve never seen what a naughty boy’s messy underpants look like – unless you count that little kid, Jeff, I told you about.”
David turned toward Steven, reached over and started undoing the boy’s belt. Steven kept fidgeting and looking around, fearful that some one else would come upon them. David unbuttoned the top button of Steven’s jeans and then slowly unzipped his pants.
“Now turn around,” he commanded. Steven turned his back toward David and waited as his pants were slowly pulled down to his ankles. Nothing happened for a moment as David gazed and the bulge in the seat of Steven’s pants. He knew that in a moment he would have his pants down to his ankles and would look much the same. He savored the sight and then finally pulled back the waist-band of Steven’s shorts. He looked down into the shorts and saw the large load of brown poop deep in the crotch of Steven’s shorts. He pulled the shorts further back and a little down so he could get a decent look and the mess surrounding Steven’s anus.
“I love looking at your messy bottom,” he announced as he pulled Steven’s shorts all the way down to his knees.
“Now it’s your turn.”
Steven slowly turned around, shuffling because his pants were down around his ankles and his dirty shorts were at his knees. Then Steven undid David’s pants and pulled them down. He lightly groped David’s cock and balls, as the boy began to turn around. Steven, of course, had seen David with messy pants before, but doing it there in the woods, not far from a public trail made the experience much more intense. He followed David’s lead and slid the boy’s shorts down to his knees. By this time both boys had full erections. They turned back to face one another and began groping each other and kissing passionately.
Suddenly they froze as they heard running footsteps on the pathway. A moment later a young woman can into view, dressed in running gear and running at a swift pace along
the dirt path. The two boys held absolutely still and watched as the woman continued, unaware of their presence, and disappeared from view.
“Wow,” huffed Steven, “I think I stopped breathing there for an hour – at least it seemed like an hour.”
“Yeah – intense!” replied David.
“I guess maybe it’s time we pulled up our pants and started heading for home.”
“Hey, I’ve got an idea,” said Steven suddenly.
“How about if we take off our shorts and just leave them here? They’ll be sort of a calling card – ‘two naughty boy’s messed themselves here.'”
“I like it,” laughed David, kicking off his shoes and stepping out of his jeans.
Both boys pulled off their undershorts and artfully arranged them side by side next to a small tree.
As they pulled their jeans back on, David observed, “Now we’re both going to have really dirty jeans.
“Very true,” laughed Steven as he pushed the seat of David’s jeans up against the boy’s dirty bottom.
Soon they were both face to face, kissing and rubbing each other’s seat pants into their messy butts. They heard another runner go by on the path, but this time they paid no attention. Eventually they agreed that they really had to head back home and they made their way back to the path, hand in hand. They retraced their path and strolled slowly back to the house.
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“The only bad part about messing yourself is the clean-up afterwards,” remarked David, as they stripped off their now filthy jeans. They decided to give their messy bottoms only a perfunctory wiping and instead take a shower together to finish the clean-up. This was the first time they had showered together and they discovered that getting clean together was as much fun as getting dirty together. They played together in the shower until all the hot water was used up, thus negating any theories that showering with a friend was a way to save water.
As they toweled each other off, Steven sighed, “that was great but now I’m really hungry.”
“Me, too,” responded David.
“I guess we’d better order a pizza again.”
“So what’ll we do this time? Last time we put on pants over our diapers and we thought the girl who delivered the pizza might have noticed. Do you want to do the same this time?”
“I don’t know. . . Do you feel like trying to be a little more obvious?” asked David.
“Pooping my pants must have made me crazy,” replied Steven.
“The sensible part of me says ‘NO’ but the crazy part says ‘YES.'”
“Well, what can we do? Presenting ourselves at the door wearing just our diapers seems like too much.”
Both boys pondered the situation. Finally Steven spoke.
“Well, I’ve got some really short shorts that I used to wear on really hot days. Now that the popular thing is shorts that reach almost to your knees, I quite wearing them, but I’m sure I still have ’em.”
“Yeah, put them on over the diaper and plastic pants. I should have something similar,” replied David.
They quickly diapered each other and then went in search of the appropriate shorts to try on over the diapers.
When Steven put on his shorts, they both had to laugh. They bulged out in all directions. He had two options: he could pull them up really high to try to cover up the diaper at his waist – band leave lots of diaper and plastic pants poking out of the leg holes in the shorts – or he could pull them down so that you couldn’t see any diaper protruding out the leg holes, but then he had over an inch of diaper exposed above the waist.
“Maybe the best thing to do is try to hit a ‘happy mean,'” suggested David.
“Let a little of the diaper show out the top and a little out the leg holes.
“OK, now what about you,” said Steven.
David’s shorts were not as brief as Steven’s and after pulling them on and adjusting them, Steven pouted.
“No fair. You get to cover up completely.”
“Well, but it’s still pretty bulgy. It’s obvious I’m not wearing a regular pair of underpants underneath.
“Yeah, well that’s true for me, too, “complained Steven.
After pondering the problem some more, Steven had another suggestion.
“You know, sometimes parents put two diapers on their baby. How about if we try that with you?”
“Well, OK, let’s try it. But I’m not promising anything.”
David pulled off his plastic pants and a second diaper was brought out. David lay down on the second diaper. Steven struggled to get the pins to go through two thick layers of diaper.
“Be careful, dammit, you’re going to suddenly go right through the diaper and into my skin,” warned David.
“Man, I can’t get them to go through. They’re long enough, but it’s just too tough,” replied Steven.
“Try this, I once saw a woman do this when she was trying to diaper a baby. Run the pin through your hair.”
“Huh?” queried Steve, “through my hair?”
“Yeah, I guess it must put a little oil on the pin and helps it go through the cloth.”
Steven gave it a try and soon was successful in double-diapering his older friend. Then he tugged the plastic pants over the super thick diapers.
“Jeez, I can barely walk,” complained David, as he struggled to his feet.
“I don’t think I can get the shorts on over this.”
He pulled on his shorts and tried to button them. After a considerable struggle he managed to get the button fastened and was then confronted with the problem of zipping the fly. In the end he was only able to zip up half way.
They ordered their pizza and waited expectantly for the delivery to arrive. Would it be a girl or a guy? Finally the doorbell rang and they both went to the door. This time the delivery person was a young man of college age or a bit older. They invited him inside and closed the door.
“Hmm, it looks like the two of you are having an unusual private party,” remarked the delivery man, as he looked over the two youngsters.
“Uh, yeah,” replied Steven.
“So why bother to put anything on over the diapers you’re wearing? You’re both about as obvious as can be.”
“I guess you’re right,” said Steven as he pulled off his athletic shorts.
David glanced at the delivery man, then at Steven, then shrugged, unzipped his shorts, undid the top button and pulled them off. And both boys stood in front of the stranger clad only in their diapers.
“Well, you make a cute pair of big babies,” commented the delivery man.
There was a pause and then the delivery man went over to a table and put down the pizza.
“Look, I don’t want to intrude, but I’d like to get serious for a moment. I think I’ve seen you on campus,” he said, gesturing toward David, “but I’d guess you are still in high school.” He nodded toward Steven.
David started to blush at the fact that he’d been recognized.
“I’m guessing you two are gay, right?”
The two boys hesitated and then nodded in assent.
“OK, I’m a grad student, and I’m a member of the gay student union. I’ve been tasked to take a lead on HIV prevention and safe sex. If you’ll wait a moment I’ll go to my car and get some literature I’d like you both to read.”
The young man disappeared out the door and was back in less than a minute.
“Listen, I know you’ve probably heard about all the new drugs for AIDS, but the fact is there is still no cure and once you become HIV positive you will stay that way until you die and you will die long before you should. Yeah, I can see I’ve got your attention now. OK, just read this pamphlet about AIDS and safe sex. And I’m going to give you (turning toward David) a couple of free condoms.
“You two make a really sweet looking pair and I don’t know what to tell you. Play safe and don’t get caught by anyone. I can see that running around in diapers is a turn-on for you, but letting a complete stranger see you playing funny games is not a good idea.”
Steven and David had both turned pale and looked worriedly at each other and the young man.
“Well, I’ve spent to long here already and my boss will be wondering what’s taking so long. You (turning once again toward David) should join the gay student union. It’s a great group of people, we don’t publicize names, but we can provide you with a lot of support.
“And now, if you’d pay for the pizzas I’ll be one my way.”
“Uh, thanks for the information and everything,” said David quietly, as he paid the young man – adding a larger tip than he’d originally intended to give.
“I’ll think about joining the union thing.”
“Thanks. I hope I’ll be seeing,” he said with smile, and with that parting remark the delivery man returned to his car and drove off.
“Whoa, that was downer,” said Steve as they closed the door, “but I’m still starved.”
And with that the two boys started wolfing down their dinner.
The End of David Goes to College – Chapter Eleven.
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