The Bathroom

 

TEENAGE VALENTINE MISHAP

 

© 2001-8 The Bathroom

 

I never got many St Valentine’s Day cards when I was a child. I was the school nerd, an idiot in my youth and was virtually ignored by all the girls, even the uglier ones. So I didn’t get a proper girlfriend (if you can call it that) until I went to college. I had this crush on this young blonde girl. The length of her hair flowed long down her back, had hazel eyes and a lovely smile. I suppose she took pity on me when nobody else would talk to me, and we became good friends.

 

I soon became infatuated with her and I felt that what a chance to show my undying love on her was on St. Valentine’s Day. I was in two minds over what to get her, either a ring or a box of chocolates. On the day in question I knew in hindsight that I wish I hadn’t….

 

On that day, I went to college with a bunch of flowers and a box of chocolates because my Mum refused to give me any extra pocket money. I kept them in a bag to stop them being knocked about. I went to lessons as normal, forgetting that I need to go to the toilet. I grabbed my penis discreetly through my trousers, and was more concerned about seeing this girl than emptying my bladder. I hadn’t seen her all morning, and when lunchtime came, I went to look for her, but still couldn’t find her…. until I walked into the college canteen, where I saw the girl having a long, lingering kiss with another boy. I was so shocked, I began to wet myself. The pee soaked my trousers forming a mini puddle on the canteen floor.

 

Other students looked at what I was doing and roared with laughter…. I hadn’t realised what I’d done until I looked down at the wetness I created. The girl and this other boy walked towards me and looked at my massive wet patch. They both laughed as well.

 

I got depressed and walked straight home, missing afternoon lessons. When I got in, I  rushed upstairs to my bedroom and cried for hours without bothering to take my wet trousers off. Throughout the college years, I was known to everybody as “the boy who wets himself”. I’m still reminded of that incident as some students from that time still come to me and laugh about it. That incident was so embarrassing.