Truth Or Dare

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Charlie came over around 6 o'clock. He was a very short dude with a lot of energy. Since we still had an hour until suppertime, we decided to play in the pool. They all decided to just change by the pool, while I went to my room, as I didn't want Charlie to see my briefs. When I got to the pool, Charlie asked "why did you have to go to your room to change, we all wear boxers, there's nothing to be ashamed about". I made up an excuse that I had had to pee.

After supper we went to play in Jack and Brad's room. Around 9 o'clock, Lisa came in and said that we can continue playing, as long as we were all in our pajamas. "And Jack", she continued, "you need to take a shower tonight". Embarrased, I watched as Brad and Charlie just pulled down their pants, exposing their boxers and put on their pajamas. Meanwhile Jack grabbed his pajamas to shower, and I went to my room to change. I put on my goodnites and then a pair of briefs on top. I picked my most fitted pair, they are black with pictures of the planets on them. The reason I put these ones on was to try and block out any visibility and noise the goodnite might make.

When I got back everyone was ready to play monopoly, I sat down on my knees and started playing. On my first spin I rolled a double six, as I bent over the board to move my token (the hat), I heard Brad ask "do you hear any rustling"? "It must be the wind", I responded.

This went on for the entire game, Brad kept on giving hints that I was wearing a goodnite. We stopped monopoly after all the properties were sold and Brad decided that we should play truth or dare instead. I was scared of what his real motive was, but didn't want to sound like a chicken.

After a few rounds of easy stuff like eating a gallon of ice cream (Brad) and drinking a 2 liter bottle of soda (me), Brad dared Charlie to go into Tim's (and my) room and bring back four different types of underpants from four different places in the room, without waking up Tim. We all followed Charlie in as he searched. He quickly found a pair of white briefs (Tim's) in the drawer. He then went to the hamper and pulled out a pair of my briefs, the blue ones with sharks on them, the ones that I had wet in daycare. By now I was sweating, as I hoped that the briefs didn't smell of urine. Then after 5 minutes Charlie found the box of goodnites and pulled one out, "three", he whispered. He then went over to the trash can and pulled out my soaked goodnite from yesterday. He took all four and went back to Brad's room.

"Here you go", he said while laughing "four different types of underpants". "There's tighty-whities, smelly baby briefs, a pullup, and a used pullup". "I didn't realize that Tim was still a baby", he said. As we continued the game, I knew that it was only a matter of time before Brad would have revealed to Charlie that I was a bedwetter.

As my anxiety built up, I released some pee causing my crotch to bulge a little. It wasn't much, but if you knew what to look for you could tell. That's when Brad dared me to pull down Jack's pants. I tried to get out of it, knowing what Jack was wearing, but couldn't think of a good excuse. Therefore I said sorry as I yanked down Jack's pants. I wondered why Jack wasn't concerned until I saw that he was wearing a pair of boxers on top of his training briefs.

Next it was Charlie's turn, and as we spun the bottle to see who would be daring him, I glanced around the room. There was Jack, Brad, and Charlie all playing in boxers, while I was the lone person wearing pajamas. Never mind the fact that in the middle of us was my underwear. And as I came to the conclusion that I wanted to quit, the bottle landed on Brad, who started to cheer. "I dare you to pull down Justin's pants", he gleefully shouted to Charlie. "Why are you so concerned that we should all are in our underwear", Charlie asked, "I don't care to see everyone's boxers". "Just do it", said Brad.

As Charlie came over to pull down my pants, I grabbed on to them to help keep them up. But Charlie yanked really hard and they came down. Because of my small accident, my plan of my briefs hiding the goodnites backfired. Now the briefs were being stretched revealing my goodnite. I was dead embarrassed, especially as I saw that Brad was filming it. "Why are you wearing baby underwear and a diaper underneath", asked Charlie. I tried to brush it off as a dare, but it didn't work. "Let me guess that wet one is yours and not Tim's", he said. I tried to deny it but he went to Tim and check to see if he was wearing one. He came back, "I can't believe it, you're such a baby". I wanted to dig a hole to escape. That's when Brad yanked down Jack's boxers revealing his training briefs. "We have two babies", he said. He then turned to a frozen Jack and me, and said "and that's revenge for trying to make me wet myself". With that we ended the game and I went to bed, angry.

As I lay in bed, I couldn't believe what Brad had done. I understood if he would've revealed that I wore briefs instead of boxers, but to out Jack and I as bedwetters was crossing the line. Especially since not that long ago he was just as embarrassed as we were that he wet the bed. Somehow I drifted off to sleep where I dreamt that Charlie and Brad were tormenting me for being a bedwetter. When I woke up, my entire bedding was soaked. My sheets, blanket, pants, shirt and even my pillow was damp. I finally understood why my mother didn't let me have soda before bed, but that didn't help the situation. 

I quietly went to Lisa's room to let her know, but she wasn't there. She must be in the kitchen making breakfast. I figured that everyone else must be sleeping as we went to bed late, but when I entered the kitchen I heard laughter. Just my luck there was Brad and Charlie, in just their boxers, sitting at the table eating breakfast. "Look it's captain underpants", said Brad. "No, it's Mr. PEEbody", said Charlie referring to Gordon Korman's Macdonald hall series. The jokes kept coming as I tried to ignore them. "Enough", yelled Lisa. "I can't believe that you're bullying people after you've both been in diapers yourself". "I'vediapered you both, Brad it wasn't that long ago, like 4 months". Then she said the magic words. "And, you Charlie, after I diapered you last night after everyone went to sleep, so no one would find out that you still have accidents". "You should be ashamed of yourself". You should've seen Charlie's face as his most guarded secret was revealed to everyone. She then punished them by making them wear diapers for the rest of the day.

I would've loved to poke fun of Charlie, especially after the way he tormented me, but I knew that I would never get away with it. Instead I stayed to myself, as I packed since I was leaving the next day.

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