I have been into wetting since I was in grade school. My partner, however, is not into it and usually laughs it off when I ask him to wet himself for me. But a few weeks ago I got a NICE surprise. He has done it twice but did not like it. The last time was April 2012. He made it clear he did not like it and would probably never do it again. He respects my fetish and knows that I watch wetting videos often. He has no objection to that. I have been with him almost 5 yrs and had resigned myself to the fact that last April was going to be the last time I ever saw him wet himself.
Then on a Friday night two weeks ago (Jan. 25), I got a nice surprise! We were sitting in the living room watching T V and he got up and went in the bedroom. Then I saw him walk from the bedroom into the bathroom completely naked. I heard him get in the shower, turn the water on, then off. I saw him come out of the bathroom, go back in the bedroom. Then I saw him walk back into the bathroom with a pair of jeans in his hand.
My heart started pounding. He told me he would never pee his pants again, but why would he take a pair of jeans in the bathroom? His normal routine is to take his clothes off in the bedroom and go naked into the bathroom when he showers. Why did he take jeans in there with him? Could it be? Was he planning to wet them for me? If not, then what was the reason for going back in the bedroom, getting a pair of jeans and going back in the bathroom? I turned my attention away from the T V and listened intently. I heard the shower curtain pull back. Then he said “Hey Rob! Come in here quick!” Before I could make my way to the bathroom he yelled, “Hurry up! Get in here!” I knew what that meant. Those were his exact words last time he stood in the tub and wet himself for me.
I quickly walked into the bathroom. There he stood in the tub with his jeans on! …and there was already a small wet patch about 2 inches long running down his right leg. He was smiling and so was I. He stood there and pissed down his right leg with a big grin on his face and I got rock hard watching him. There was a nice yellow puddle forming around his bare feet. Too bad he wasn’t wearing socks. That would have been really cool.
I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. I truly never thought I’d see this again. It was beautiful. I leaned in for a nice kiss. Then I helped him out of his wet pants because I knew he didn’t like the feel of the wet material on his skin. I immediately took the wet pants to the washer, rubbing them against my skin. Then I hurried back to the bathtub and took off my clothes. We held each other close and showered together. Before we got out of the tub, we both came. It has been two weeks and I have fantasized about it several times.
About a week later, we were making out and I said “tell me what you did last Friday.” He said in a sexy voice, “I peed my pants. It was warm. It ran down my right leg.” I got off on just hearing him say that!
As I said before, he is not into wetting and I never thought I’d see him do it again. Now that he has done it again, I am trying not to get my hopes up, but I do hope he will surprise me again in the very near future.
My birthday is in March and it would be the best surprise gift he could give me. He asked me what I want for Valentine’s Day. I said “A repeat performance.” Dare I hope for that?