College Roommate
Posted: 03 Feb 2021, 09:17
I thought it would be fun to share one of my most memorable unexpected experiences. This is about my first roommate in college, I’ll call him Adam for the purpose of this story.
When I was 19 years old I was finally headed to college after spending my gap year deciding what on earth I wanted to study. I had settled on a 2-year hospitality program offered at a local college. Despite living close I decided to move into residence. I didn’t drive and I wanted to get at least some sense of independence from my parents. I applied for a single room, but I was pretty late enrolling, so I ended up being placed in a double room. Thankfully this college had apartment-style residence though, so even with a roommate, I would still have a decent amount of privacy. I was still nervous though, how would I hide that I like to piss myself? What if my roommate somehow found a pair of wet pants that I forgot to take out of the bathroom? etc… It was going to be strange navigating this kink with a new roommate nearby.
Worrying was for later though. When I moved in I was mostly just excited to have some independence. Adam was going to be arriving a couple of days after me, so I took the first few days alone to have some serious wet fun . Adam arrived that weekend and I got to see him in person for the first time, he was extremely cute, average height, slim, really nice hair and eyes, but (unfortunately for me) straight haha. We had started texting before we met, so we pre-planned a bit of a “last weekend of freedom before college” party. It was small, just him, a friend of mine, and me, but we had a truly ungodly amount of alcohol ready for the night (what else do you expect from new college students haha). It was really fun though, and great getting to know him. He turned out to be a super nice and fun guy to hang out with.
Fast forward to the next day, I woke up fairly late and headed to the bathroom to shower and get ready. When I got to the bathroom I noticed there was a pair of Adam’s shorts on one of the shelves. I can’t remember why, perhaps the shorts were on top of something I needed, but I picked them up and immediately noticed they were damp. I was not expecting that. Surely though, it must just be water… surely he tried to take a shower last night and drunkenly got water all over his shorts and put them on the shelf to dry… Well, I brought the shorts up to my nose to smell them, and sure enough, it wasn’t water. There was no mistaking he had pissed himself. I didn't know what to think. It wasn't long though, before my mind started to try and convince me that maybe this wasn't exactly an accident. He hadn’t drunkenly pissed his bed, and there were no puddles anywhere. He’d either sat on the toilet and wet himself (I thought that was unlikely though since the floor was spotless), or stood in the shower and let go. This was certainly an exciting find. I’d never seen evidence of an adult pissing his pants before, nor have I since (unless it was on purpose). Not wanting to embarrass him though, I put the shorts back where I found them figuring he’d see them when he was taking his shower and whisk them back into his room.
I went back to my room and waited, a little while later Adam emerged and had his shower. Once he went back into his room I was curious and checked the bathroom to see what happened to the shorts. They were still there… I still decided not to say anything though. That morning, he must have gone into the bathroom 2 or 3 more times, but the shorts stayed. Eventually, I decided I should say something. I didn’t want to confront him in real life though so I decided to text him when I was in my friend’s room. I said him he might want to clean up his shorts that are in the bathroom. I told him that he may have had a bit of an accident last night. He seemed pretty surprised and replied that he was gonna throw them in the laundry right away (in hindsight, I sort of wish I had been able to see his initial reaction). When I got back to the room, the shorts were gone, but he brought up the topic and started laughing about it, saying he didn’t even remember doing it, that it had never happened before, theorizing about where he did it (he also thought it was in the shower), and then went on to say he was proud of himself for not pissing the bed. So here I am, like 2 days into having a cute as anything roommate, and he’s standing in front of me talking about pissing his pants, talk about surreal
Needless to say, this was an extremely memorable experience for me, and one I won’t soon forget. Somewhat ironically he never did end up finding any of my wet pants, or at least I don’t think he did, despite how often I started wetting as the year went on . I never did figure out if he had a thing for piss, I always had a bit of suspicion after that first weekend though…. perhaps that’s just wishful thinking.
I'd love to hear if anyone else has had any similar experiences, surely with the amount of partying that goes on in colleges this kind of thing can't be all that uncommon... Though I suppose I've only seen it the once in the last nearly three years.
When I was 19 years old I was finally headed to college after spending my gap year deciding what on earth I wanted to study. I had settled on a 2-year hospitality program offered at a local college. Despite living close I decided to move into residence. I didn’t drive and I wanted to get at least some sense of independence from my parents. I applied for a single room, but I was pretty late enrolling, so I ended up being placed in a double room. Thankfully this college had apartment-style residence though, so even with a roommate, I would still have a decent amount of privacy. I was still nervous though, how would I hide that I like to piss myself? What if my roommate somehow found a pair of wet pants that I forgot to take out of the bathroom? etc… It was going to be strange navigating this kink with a new roommate nearby.
Worrying was for later though. When I moved in I was mostly just excited to have some independence. Adam was going to be arriving a couple of days after me, so I took the first few days alone to have some serious wet fun . Adam arrived that weekend and I got to see him in person for the first time, he was extremely cute, average height, slim, really nice hair and eyes, but (unfortunately for me) straight haha. We had started texting before we met, so we pre-planned a bit of a “last weekend of freedom before college” party. It was small, just him, a friend of mine, and me, but we had a truly ungodly amount of alcohol ready for the night (what else do you expect from new college students haha). It was really fun though, and great getting to know him. He turned out to be a super nice and fun guy to hang out with.
Fast forward to the next day, I woke up fairly late and headed to the bathroom to shower and get ready. When I got to the bathroom I noticed there was a pair of Adam’s shorts on one of the shelves. I can’t remember why, perhaps the shorts were on top of something I needed, but I picked them up and immediately noticed they were damp. I was not expecting that. Surely though, it must just be water… surely he tried to take a shower last night and drunkenly got water all over his shorts and put them on the shelf to dry… Well, I brought the shorts up to my nose to smell them, and sure enough, it wasn’t water. There was no mistaking he had pissed himself. I didn't know what to think. It wasn't long though, before my mind started to try and convince me that maybe this wasn't exactly an accident. He hadn’t drunkenly pissed his bed, and there were no puddles anywhere. He’d either sat on the toilet and wet himself (I thought that was unlikely though since the floor was spotless), or stood in the shower and let go. This was certainly an exciting find. I’d never seen evidence of an adult pissing his pants before, nor have I since (unless it was on purpose). Not wanting to embarrass him though, I put the shorts back where I found them figuring he’d see them when he was taking his shower and whisk them back into his room.
I went back to my room and waited, a little while later Adam emerged and had his shower. Once he went back into his room I was curious and checked the bathroom to see what happened to the shorts. They were still there… I still decided not to say anything though. That morning, he must have gone into the bathroom 2 or 3 more times, but the shorts stayed. Eventually, I decided I should say something. I didn’t want to confront him in real life though so I decided to text him when I was in my friend’s room. I said him he might want to clean up his shorts that are in the bathroom. I told him that he may have had a bit of an accident last night. He seemed pretty surprised and replied that he was gonna throw them in the laundry right away (in hindsight, I sort of wish I had been able to see his initial reaction). When I got back to the room, the shorts were gone, but he brought up the topic and started laughing about it, saying he didn’t even remember doing it, that it had never happened before, theorizing about where he did it (he also thought it was in the shower), and then went on to say he was proud of himself for not pissing the bed. So here I am, like 2 days into having a cute as anything roommate, and he’s standing in front of me talking about pissing his pants, talk about surreal
Needless to say, this was an extremely memorable experience for me, and one I won’t soon forget. Somewhat ironically he never did end up finding any of my wet pants, or at least I don’t think he did, despite how often I started wetting as the year went on . I never did figure out if he had a thing for piss, I always had a bit of suspicion after that first weekend though…. perhaps that’s just wishful thinking.
I'd love to hear if anyone else has had any similar experiences, surely with the amount of partying that goes on in colleges this kind of thing can't be all that uncommon... Though I suppose I've only seen it the once in the last nearly three years.