Sam here and I'm 13 years old. Thank God, enuresis has never been part of my life. In case you didn't know, enuresis is the medical term for bedwetting. Well, let me change my previous sentence. I have never been a bedwetter, but I would wet the bed sometimes. Whenever I would come down with a strep throat, I would always wet the bed. It would be the very first symptom I get. When I would wake up with sopping wet briefs, I knew that in just a day or two later, I would have a scratchy throat and test positive for streptococcus. I would then wet the bed every night until the virus would leave me. It was only on those nights that I would wear pullups.
Being very small, I looked like an 8 year old. Therefore, I would never have a sleepover. It was silly of me, but I was very self conscious. When I was 11, I was by my friend, Carl's house working on our science fair project. It was getting late and I said that I had to get home. But since we really needed to finish it tonight, that Carl begged me to stay. After much begging, I relented, after all I really wanted that "A". I told him that I'll stay if he had pajamas/clothes for me to wear tonight/tomorrow.
He ran upstairs and came back with a full set of his 6 year old brother's clothes. "Here you go", he said. "It's Jimmy's clothes, but it should fit you". I riffled through it, checking it out. There was paw patrol pajamas, which I wasn't very keen on. The shirt for tomorrow had a huge picture of spiderman on it. And then there was a pair of pj mask briefs.
I must have been holding the briefs in my hand for a few seconds, when Carl started to talk. "I apologize for the Cartoons on the underwear, but that's all Jimmy has". "But if you want, you can come to his room and choose a pair with a different cartoon on it". I didn't want to admit it, but those were very similar to the briefs that I was currently wearing, so instead I went with Carl to pick out a different pair.
As we were in Jimmy's room, I noticed a plastic sheet on his bed. When we opened Jimmy's underwear drawer, I saw a neatly organized drawer. On the right were his cartoon briefs, and on the left were his pullups and diapers. And the middle were some plain colored underwear. Embarrassed, I took a solid red brief out of the drawer. "You won't want that one", said Carl. "Jimmy still wets the bed sometimes, hence the pullups". "Those solid briefs are training briefs and hold pee, you wouldn't want to wear them". I gave a slight shiver and settled on a paw patrol brief that matches the pajamas that I would be wearing.
We finished the project around 8 o'clock. So we had a few minutes to play before it was bedtime. I went to the bathroom and put on the pajamas. I was shocked at how well they fit. I know that I'm a bit small and Jimmy was tall, but there was a 5 year gap between the 2 of us.
I got into the bed and we started to talk. At 9:15, Carl's mother came in and told us to be quiet. "It's a school night, so you need your sleep". "If you want to yap all night, it will have to be on a weekend". With that she turned off the main light, turned the night light on, and closed the door.
I was twisting and turning for about 10 minutes, as I started to sweat. It was hot in the room and I was wearing fleece pajamas. I complained to Carl who told me that he was also hot. He climbed out of his bed and took off his pajamas. He told me to join him in just my underwear. I looked at him standing in just his fruit of the loom gray boxer briefs and I was jealous. I was scared of him making fun of my briefs. Eventually the heat got to me and I pulled off the paw patrol pj's.
As the pants came off, I noticed Carl staring at my pj mask briefs. "I thought you put those ones back" he asked. I told him that these were my own underwear and he started to giggle. "Do you also have accidents"? "Should I bring you a pullup", he asked. I yelped that I don't have accidents. "I know", he said, "I'm just messing with you". "Can you imagine an 11 year that wets the bed". With that we went to sleep.
