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Anyway, back to the gymnastics trip I was talking about in my last post. After helping Ella out in the toilet earlier on in the day we had tea and then did another short practice in the evening. About 10 we started to get ready for bed, I'd already been to the loo for a wee and just as I was putting my pyjamas on I had a slight stomach cramp but thought nothing of it. I got into bed and went to sleep, I woke up a couple of hours later with definate cramps so I got up and went to the toilets next door. I went into a cubicle and pulled down my pyjama trousers before sitting on the toilet. At once I started to have diarrhea which is unusual for me, it went on quite a while before finally stopping. I wiped my bum and flushed. Apart from the diarrhea I felt fine, so I tiptoed back into the room and went back to bed. I was fine for the whole of the next day and didn't need a poo at all. The morning of the last day I woke up early and felt a slight urge for a poo but thought I'd wait until after breakfast before going to the toilet. I got dressed and went into the breakfast room, as I was eating my cereal my need for a poo suddenly got worse and worse and I shifted in my chair, squeezing my bum cheeks together. As soon as I'd finished my cereal I rushed out of the dining room saying that I needed my phone from the room but instead ran straight to the toilets. I went into the first cubicle, pulled down my shorts and pants and threw myself onto the toilet, a massive log came shooting out almost straight away and I hardly had to push. After a couple more logs I was done, I wiped my bum and flushed.
Right, that's all for now, I'll post again soon. Thanks, bye!!
Esteban
Etiquette when on the pot
Zip, Ray - nice comments about the guy who apologized for seeing you taking a dump. My question is this:If you're on the pot when someone walks in who knows you (not someone you came with...) do you acknowledge them and say hi? Or do you pretened not to see them and go about your business?
Likewise if you walk in on someone you know, do you say hi to them or pretened you didn't see them?
I use the open stalls at the beach a lot and that has yet to happen to me, but I wonder what I'd do if it did happen?
Greg, I love your story of the anti-Zip and I'm wondering why he and other guys who've posted here cover their junk when on the toilet? If you're taking a dump all exposed to other guys what exactly are you embarassed about? Taking a shit or showing your stuff?
Let me tell you what just happened to me as a case in point:
I was at my favorite beach. I headed to the men's room. A guy in a went suit peeled down his waste was using the shower outside. I went in, took the second stall - all of them doorless - and turned to wipe down the seat with a disinfectant wipe. I didn't hear Mr Wetsuit come in, so when I turned and sat down on the toilet I was surprised to see him standing in the sink area across from me.
He paid no attention to me. He toweled off his upper body and then peeled off his wetsuit and voi la! He had on nothing underneath. He was standing there stark naked with everything showing.
Now I'm on the pot across from him, but I use two fingers on my left hand (one on each side of my penis) to hold it down into the bowl and to keep my foreskin retracted so i dodn't pee all over the place. Between my hand and the rim of the bowl nothing shows, but he's completely exposed.
So c'mon guys, tell me which of us should be embarrassed? Ray, I'm with you and i say neither of us.
Friday, July 09, 2010
Brian at Sears
This summer heat is getting to us.
Hey folks, hope all is well is everybody. I was recently promoted to assistant store manager. More money, but also more hours (unpaid now cuz on salary) and now I am required to wear a suit and tie all the time. The a/c in our Sears has been "on the fritz" the last week or so and with 100 degrees days its been rough. Eating a lot of salads and drinking lots of water, and you all know what THAT means... A lot more time spent in the Mens Lounges. The stalls in the mens lounges are still doorless, but recently painted a neutral yellow. Also, the lounges seem a bit cooler then the rest of the store. I was taking a relaxing after-lunch shit yesterday, and there were 2 customers in the lounge shitting. Two fellows from the auto dept. came in Ray and Mike grabbed the next 2 bowls and started shitting. Now we have 5 men shitting with very little air conditioning..The guys were saying it was 125 degrees in the auto shop, and they intended to relax for as long as possible. I gotta tell you the 5 of our asses did a number in there. My eyes were tearing from the multi-stenchs. It was bad, but to add insult to injury, a hefty biker came in and took the 6th and last seat. He sat down and exploded, his stench was worse then the 5 of us combined. We all chatted about the heatwave, and I noticed my toilet tissue was very low. I asked Ray & Mike and Ray responded "oh shit ! down to the core soon" I called "Pete" the maintence man on his cell phone to come "save " us... Pete showed up a few minutes later, put on his paper mask and replaced all six rolls of tissue. We all thanked him for propping the entry door open, though the folks outside the lounge were probably wondering if a sewer broke LOL.... We all finished up, wiped good, washed up and left. Ahhhhh summer in Sears :-))))
desmond
we miss you Keith D
Keith D I see that you have been lurking around. We miss your posts--let us know how you are doing and of course your latest poops
Upstate Dave
My Accident On The Way Home From School
Hi to all. I have just finish reading some of the posts this morning. I have a reply to Catherine who asked about accidents when a teenager or young adult. So this is for you Catherine which I was a teenager when it happened.It was the last day of regular scheduled day of school. I was in my junoir year of highschool whch I spent a half day at the highschool and the second half at a vocational school. It was a long ride to get home for it involved riding two buses. One from the city where the vocational school was located to the middle school. There at the middle school I would transfer to a secnd bus to ride to my bus stop and walk home.
Well on the first bus heading to the middle school I felt fine at first. But as the trip progressed I started feeling my guts start to cramp up and gurgleing and feeling quite gassy inside. I was sitting by myself with a girl named Ruth that I had started to take a interest in and she me. She was sitting in the seat in front of me.
She and I talked back and forth but also at the same time the cramps were getting worse and I could feel pressure buildingup more at my anus which now I was squeezing hard down on it keeping it closed up tightly. I was breaking out in a slight sweat and I was slightly squirming in my seat too now. I was getting more uncofotible by the minute!
We finaily made it to the middle school. I and Ruth got off from the bus. She rode a different bus then I did at the middle school. She said goodbye and I the same back to her. At this point I had a choice to make. I could get on the bus to go home or go inside the school and use the bathroom. If I went inside the school I would miss my bus and I would have a long hour walk home from the middle school.
I chose to go home so I got on the second bus. Right at that point the strong cramps had died off some so that was why I boarded the second bus to go home. Luckily today the bus was not really all that crowded so I managed to get a seat again being by myself. I sat down and after waiting for about ten minutes the bus pulled out.
Good thing too for my cramps and pressure on my anus came back big time! In fact so hard I sat there like a statue in my seat! I again broke out in a sweat along with sqeezing my anus so hard as I sat there in my seat. The bus driver who was Ernie drove quickly so that helped me out. Plus I would be the first stop to on his route. That was a help too.
I fought the urge all the way to my stop. But even with Ernie driving quickly and I being the first stop it seemed forever to me to get top my stop! I did make it without a incident to my stop. I go off the bus. Where the bus droped me off was at the end of my road so I had a some what of a short walk to get home yet. I stood there waiting to cross the highway very stiffly keeping from shiting myslef right there were I stood!
Now I could have made a choice right there too. Behind me was one of my friends house. I could have just turned around walked down his driveway and gone in the basement door and used the bathroom in the basement. But at this time I couldn't for there was no one home so that was out as far as doing that. So I had to try to get home. I crossed the highway and started waling up my road.
I got as far as the next door nieghbors house side yard and I had to stop there in the road. I had another termendous series of painfull cramps come on again along with real hard pressure again on my anus! I stood there sqeezing my anus real hard along side the road for what seemed to be foreever! Then the pressure subsided a little.
Again I had a choice to make. Where I was standing my nieghbors side yard had pine trees. I could duck through the fence and go into the pine trees and shit there or continuie on to the house instead. Well as it turned out I didn't have the choice of ducking into the pine trees. My nieghbor had someone working there today mowin the lawns and the guy doing the mowing was there mowing the yard where the pine trees were! So that was now out.
I let out a groan and I started walking again but going very slowly. I made the turn in my road and there was my house now in sight! Only a couple of hundred feet left to go! Normal time from right where I was now would have been around three minutes to be inside. But the way I was it toome much longer to cover the distance. I had to stop every twenty feet and fight off to keep from shiting myslef!
Well I made it to the right side yard and had to stop again. I had a real long fight squeezing my anus and I was staring at the house as I did this. I could cut across the yard go in the workshop door and then in the door inside the workshop which put me in a little hall right in front of the bathroom! The cramping and pent up pressure eased a little. Now was my chance to get to the bathroom! I thopught to myslef.
I took off at a hard run through the side yard. I made it passed my fathers garden and was less then twenty feet to the workshops door. THATS WHEN IT HAPPENED!!!! I had a sudden real hard cramp cpme up which I just could not stop. My anus opened with a big explosion of very runy hot shit spraying all over the back insides of my white briefs and started running down my legs inside my tan pants I had on.
Liquid shit just kept on comming out from my anus. I just stood there and let ot happen. I had now given up and just let it happen. Boy did it ever smell so bad too! By the time I had stopped I was covered with runny shit. There were wide wet dark brown trails down both legs of my tan pants all the way down to my white socks I had on. The whold back side as far as my ass my tan pants were stained dark brown too. Also there was even some staining inthe lwer front of my tan pants also.
So waht I did next was that right out there in the side yard I took those tan pants right off along with my socks, sneakers, and now mostly brown stained white briefs. Both my tan pants and briefs were to badly stained I thought to be washed. So waht I did was quickly half naked walk the rest of the way across the yard to the back end of the yard with my pants, socks and briefs. I gave them all a hard heave down the hill at the end of the yard.
Then from there I walked around the ned of the woodshed over to the hose and turned it on and hosed myslef down to wash off the runny shit off form me. I also gave my sneakers a hosing off too. Then I went inside up the back stairs to my bedroom got out some clean clothes and went and took a shower in the upstairs bathroom and got dreesed. No one else never came across my soiled briefs, socks, and those tan pants that I had heaved down the hill. I bet you they all are still there laying down on the hillside today after being tghere for 42 years!
Batfinch
At Church
As I work for myself I have the luxury of using my own bathroom most of the time. Although I am a male I do not sit for a poo in any toilet but my own.In the course of a year I may have to go perhaps six times in strange toilets.
On holiday we use self catering facilities so I am happy to sit there.
Last Sunday evening driving the twenty miles to church I realised that I was becoming very uncomfortable, I would need a poo before the service that s for sure.
The set up at the church is that is that the toilets are at the rear but perhaps unusually both sexes share a sink the ladies is to the right and the men's to the left.
When my wife and I arrived there was just another couple there so I decided that it was a good opportunity to go.
The male loo is not very large so i entered closed the door it seemed that the loo had recently been cleaned but never the less I undressed and in a low hover did a much needed poo. I flushed the loo but wondered how to get rid of the smell. There was nothing for it but to hope it soon cleared.
A few minutes later my wife went to go to the ladies and obviously realised what had happened and came back into the church and took a perfume bottle out of her handbag and went and sprayed. Nothing has been said but I certainly felt more comfortable
Dante
My Cousin Ari
Hi, everyone. My name is Dante - that's not actually my real name, but it is the one I'm going to use here. I'm 16 years old, and I live in the Northeast U.S. I've been reading this site for a couple of months now. For a long time, I've been really interested in hearing girls talking about using the bathroom, particularly, going "number 2." I'm not totally sure why. I think it is because the whole concept is so taboo - It's very normal for guys to talk casually to each other about taking a dump, but girls almost never do. I'm also an only child, so I have never had a sister around to me remind me that girls take craps all the time. I'm glad that I found this forum, because it really exposes you to a different perspective that's usually not available in everyday life.Anyways, enough about me. The real reason I decided to start posting here instead of just reading is because I finally had my own experience with a girl taking a dump, and it looks like I may soon be having more. My cousin Ari, who is 21 and just finished her junior year in college, is going to be staying with my family this summer. Her family lives quite far away, so I've never spent much time with her before, but she got an internship in the city that I live near this summer, so she decided to stay with us instead of wasting money on rent.
Ari arrived at our house this past Monday after a ten hour drive from her college. Since I'm sure some of you will be interested in what she looks like, I'll take care of that right now. She has reddish-brown hair and I'd guess she's around 5'7" and 175 lbs. I wouldn't say that she's fat, she has more of a thick, athletic build. I think my parents mentioned that she played soccer and softball in high school. Anyways, I was up in my room playing PS3 when my parents called me downstairs because she had arrived. By the time I got downstairs, she was already in the kitchen greeting my parents. She was wearing a t-shirt and athletic shorts, probably because she wanted to be comfortable for the long drive. Right away, I noticed that she seemed to be a bit antsy - she was talking really quickly and couldn't quite stand still, but I knew she had an energetic personality, so I didn't think much of it. Only later did I realize why she must have been so uncomfortable.
After a few minutes of making small talk, my dad told me to help Ari bring her bags upstairs and show her where she'd be staying. I hauled up her bags and showed her to the guest room at the end of our second floor hall. She thanked me, and immediately asked where the bathroom was. I pointed out the closest one - our large 2nd floor bathroom with a full shower and tub that she and I would be sharing. I figured that she probably had to pee after the drive, and headed back into my own room. However, my interest was perked when I heard the bathroom fan switch on as soon as the door was shut.
To be honest, I was pretty shocked. I knew that Ari would have to poop in our shared bathroom eventually, but I didn't expect it to happen within the first 20 minutes of her arrival. I thought back to how she seemed a bit uncomfortable in the kitchen and wondered if it was because she was holding back a large dump. I took note of the time - it was 9:22 - and went back to playing PS3 in my room. Minute after minute went by with no noticeable sounds from the bathroom. By 9:30, I knew for sure Ari had to taking a big crap. Finally, at 9:36, I heard the toilet flush. But to my surprise, even after the toilet had stopped running, I didn't hear the sink turn on - just the monotonous hum of the bathroom fan. Then at 9:42, a second flush! I was really amazed now! Not only had Ari just spent 20 minutes in the bathroom with the fan running, but she also had to flush twice! I soon heard the sink running. At 9:44, I heard the door open, the fan switch off, and then footsteps in the direction of my room. I quickly focused my full attention on my game, in case Ari was heading for my room - but out of the corner of my eye, I saw her pass right by my door and continue downstairs.
Now as much as I wanted to immediately rush into the bathroom to survey the aftermath, I decided to play it cool for a bit. I was worried Ari might come right back upstairs, and I didn't want to embarrass her or seem like a weirdo by rushing right into the bathroom after she had so obviously dropped a major load. But by 9:50, it seemed like the coast was clear - I poked my head into the hallway and could hear her talking downstairs, apparently deep in conversation with my mom. As I headed towards the bathroom door, which was closed over but slightly ajar, I was overcome with excitement and curiosity. No other girl had ever taken a dump in my bathroom, let alone a 20-minute double-flusher!
I was probably a good five or six feet away from the door when I first detected a distinct, pungent poop odor creeping out. But even that didn't prepare me for when I opened the door and stepped inside - WOW!!! The stench hit me like a ton of bricks!! It wasn't the type of sickly, acidic smell that you associate with diarrhea - it was just an incredibly overwhelming and powerful poop aroma, with a tinge of rotten egg smell, that hung in the bathroom like a thick fog. Honestly, it smelled like an elephant just took a dump in there! I noticed that Ari had opened the window, but even that along with the fan had done nothing to diminish her stink. It was so strong, I had to wonder if there was still crap in the toilet! I lifted up the lid, which Ari had closed, and alas there wasn't - but there were several light brown poop streaks around the center hole that had somehow managed to survive both flushes.
Though some part of me wanted to stay in there and take in the unbelievable stench, it really was just too strong to handle. I retreated back to my bedroom, truly astounded at what my cousin had just produced. Meanwhile, I could hear her downstairs, asking my mom about the best route for her to take downtown to work, giving no indication whatsoever that she had just taken a monster shit in our upstairs bathroom. Around 10:30, Ari came back upstairs and went straight to her room for the night. About 10 minutes later, I went back into the bathroom to brush my teeth. The stench had diminished quite a bit, but was still faintly noticeable, nearly an hour after Ari had finished crapping.
Anyways, I'm sorry for rambling on for so long, but I wanted to write out all the details while they were still fresh in my memory. Ari will be staying with us until the end of August, so hopefully this is just the first of many stories to come! Hope you enjoyed it!
My 15 year old niece had a bad accident in her undies driving back from seeing family over 4th of july weekend. It was brutal we were driving in 100+ degree fahrenheit heat. We had mine and my sisters family all in one big van, 8 people and I was at the end of my rope. Family vacations will do that. Well my niece wanted to stop for the bathroom and we had already stopped TWICE on what was only a 4 hour drive so I was fed up and said she had to wait. 15 years old I figured she should be able to control her bladder in the few hours between our previous stop and home. Unfortunately it wasn't her bladder that needed controlling... within 20 minutes she began to whine and moan before I could hear the noisiest, messiest sounding diarrhea explosion erupting in her underwear in the back seat. She kept screaming and whining and the van was utter chaos. It was so damn hot out but I had to cut the AC and open windows so the whole family didn't choke on the noxious odor of her mess. I then had to pull over on the side of the highway and everyone piled out onto the shoulder in the extreme heat and my wife and sister helped my niece rinse off her legs and bottom with all the water we had in the car. While they did that I cleaned the mess off her seat as best I could while the other 4 kids waited outside trying not to die of heat stroke. The mess was bad since she had a little skirt on due to the heat. I got it cleaned off enough and they got my niece cleaned off enough, and I put a towel down on her seat. She got cleaned up enough to make it to the next rest stop for a more thorough cleanup and a change of underwear. I apologized to her and told her she shoulda said it was suh an emergency or said she had an upset stomach, but she replied she didn't want to announce to the whole family that she had diarrhea. I told her it wouldn't have been as bad as what really happened!
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