Babysitting

Mike

My name is Mike. I am 13 years old and live in a nice house with my parents and younger brother Matt who is 8. We live in a small housing development just outside of Birmingham, Alabama. Over the past couple of months I have been able to earn extra money by babysitting in my neighborhood, mostly 2 and 3 year olds because I am the oldest in my community. Most of the kids I baby sit wear pull-ups at night. Up until I was 9 I wet the bed on a pretty regular basis, ok, so it was every night. My mom bought me Goodnites to wear so I would not wake up everyday with wet sheets. One day a new family moved in next door. My brother Matt and I were outside playing football when Adam came over to see us. He was new to the area and wanted to play. Of course we said yes and before long both our moms were telling us to come in. I walked Adam home and introduced myself and told her that if she ever needed a babysitter I was available.Great, I work at nights a lot and I will need one.” She said with a smile. I waved goodbye to Adam and went home for dinner. My mom made an apple pie and took it over to meet our new neighbors. Matt was in the bathroom taking a bath and I was in my room playing PS2. My mom came in and sat on the bed. “Hey, Mike, I met the new neighbors, they are really nice. Adam’s dad is overseas and will not be home for 6 months, and his mom is working at Denny’s as a night waitress. I told her that you could baby sit or Adam could come over. She really wants Adam to get comfortable at the new house, but would love it if you could baby sit for her.” “Yea, that would be great!” I said not looking away from my game. “Well, she would like to schedule you for every Friday night and will pay you extra because she knows that you do this to earn some extra money. She needs you this Friday and then she will get her schedule to get you first, then you can fill in other times when you can.” “Ok, I will go over and talk with her tomorrow and get it all set up.” I said and she left. The next day I went over and met Mrs. Johnson, but she insisted I call her Judy. Ok, Ms. Judy. She told me that she needed for me to come over as soon as I got home from school (about 3:15) and be there when Adam got home at around 4:30. She would also need for me to spend the night because she was working from 5 PM – 5 AM shift. I said ok and told Adam I would see him tomorrow. I got home from school about 3:20 and grabbed my overnight bag and headed over to Adam’s house. Matt was spending the night with a friend so it worked out great. Ms. Judy left around 4 and said she would call later. I walked up to Adam’s room and saw all the boxes still left to be unpacked. I walked over and sat on his bed and was looked at the pictures of his dad. I stopped by the bathroom and took a leak then walked back downstairs to watch TV. About 4:35 Adam came busting through the door. I think he forgot I was there and looked a little scared. He stood there for a second, then remembered he was about to pee his pants. I looked down and saw him holding on very tight. “Do you need to pee, Adam?” I asked him with a smile “Oh boy do I!!” He said as he ran into the bathroom. He came back out a minute later and came over and sat down on the couch next to me. “How was school?” I asked as I caught a glimpse of a small wet spot on the crouch of his pants. “Good, I have Matt for PE.” “That’s good, you’re hungry, your mom left a snack for you on the kitchen counter.” He jumped up and ran in the kitchen to eat his snack. Neither of us had any homework so we watched TV and played video games until the pizza came around 6:30. We ate dinner and I told Adam if he would take his bath and get ready for bed we could stay up late watching movies. He ate and ran off to the bath. He had been in there along time when I went to check on him. I found his old underwear and pants in the hallway. I picked them up and noticed that his underwear was still wet from earlier. I shrugged it off and put them in the clothes hamper in the hall way. I walked to the bathroom and saw the door open slightly. I looked into see Adam playing in the bathtub with boats and army men. “Adam, you ok? Do you need anything?” I asked. “No, I am fine.” He sounded terrified that I might come in. I looked on the counter and only saw a pair of boxers and a t-shirt. “Do you have all the clothes you need?” “Yea, I will be out in minute.” I went back downstairs and put some popcorn on to cook. About 10 minutes later Adam walked down with his blanket and pillow only wearing a t-shirt and boxers. He walked over to couch and sat down. As he did I heard the faintest of crinkling sounds, but dismissed it as nothing. During the first movie, Adam hardly moved. Before the next movie started I fixed us both a coke and some snacks. I came back in the living room and Adam had moved to the floor. During the next movie, Adam was quite restless. It was an action thriller movie with a few scary points. At one point in the movie Adam and I both about jumped out of our skin. I saw Adam look down at his shorts and then put one hand down there as if he were checking to see if he wet himself. Ok, enough is enough, it was time to get to the bottom of this. The movie ended and we turned on the regular TV. I asked Adam do you need to change your underwear? He said no. I told him it's ok if you wet, the end of the movie was very scary. Look, even I wet a little showing him my wet tighty whities. He told me he's fine. Can I check? Sure he replied. “Ok” I shrugged my shoulders and moved my hand over to his boxers. Completely dry. “See I told you” he said not even believing himself. “Yep, your right your boxers are dry, but how about your Goodnites?” “What…uh…how…?” He was speechless. “How did I know? Because I too wore them and know how they feel through a pair of boxers, and I also know the sound they make whenever you move!” “Oh man, are you mad?” “Mad? No, why would I be mad? Let me check” I laid him back and reached my hand up the bottom of his boxers to find a pretty wet Goodnites. “Ok, do you want to change now or right before bed?” “I will change later just in case I have to go again.” We both got up to sit on the couch, now that his secret was out he did not have to hide under a blanket and could move at his own choosing. We started to watch the third movie when his mom called. I heard him tell him mom everything was fine and that I was cool. They talked about school and then she had to go – so they hung up. “I think I need to change now – I will be right back.” I heard him go up to the bathroom and close the door. He came down a couple of minutes later and lay down on the floor with his blanket and pillow. It was not 20 minutes into the movie and he was asleep. I finished watching the movie then walked him to his bedroom. He laid down in bed and went right back to sleep. I stuck my finger into his Goodnites to see if he had wet them. He was slightly wet but it was fine. I changed into a new pair of white briefs, cotton shorts, and a t-shirt then laid down in bed with Adam to go to sleep. I must have been tired, because I fell asleep quickly. I woke up to realize I was really wetting myself. I stopped myself. I slipped out of bed and got on my knees next to it. I looked at Adam, he was out. I felt the bed. There was only a very small wet spot in the bed about the size of a half dollar. I reached down and felt myself. I was wet. I must have been laying on my back so my underwear and shorts soaked it up. I grabbed my bag and headed to the bathroom, still having to pee. I got to the bathroom holding myself – peeing a little on the walk to it. I closed the door and locked it, sat on the toilet and finished. I looked in my bag and only had a pair of a boxers and jean shorts to wear tomorrow. I slipped off my rather wet shorts and underwear. I was looking around trying to figure out what to do when I looked up to see a closet behind the bathroom door that was slightly open. I saw a very familiar package. I walked over and found a package of Goodnites. I reached in and pulled one out. I turned around and looked in the mirror. “What a sight,” I thought to myself, “13 years old and I just wet the bed.” As I was standing there I squeezed the Goodnites in my hand. I looked at them and slowly opened them up. I stepped into them and then pulled them up feeling embarrassed. It was about 8:30am when I woke up. Adam was still asleep. I reached down and felt my Goodnites, dry! Then I reached over and felt Adam’s, they were very wet. I woke him up and told him he needed to go change, that his Goodnites were about to bust. He slowly woke up and headed to the bathroom. While he was gone, I just pulled my jean shorts on over my boxers and the Goodnites; I figured it would be better to change at home than to get caught here. I checked the bed; it was completely dry on both sides. I went down and found a note from Ms. Judy. “Mike, Thanks for watching Adam for me. Here is a check. You can go home when you get up, just tell Adam to watch TV and keep quiet. Tell him I said that if I get woke up he knows what will happen! I will call you about next week later today. Thanks again. Ms. Judy”. I went home and changed. Then next week. Adam wore his goodnites in front of me not feeling embarrassed anymore. When we went to bed I wore my blue briefs and a t-shirt. Again I woke up in middle of the night with a puddle on the bed. I was dead embarrassed. I cleaned it up and went to the bathroom and put on another Goodnite. Problem was that I didn't bring any shorts to wear so I just wore the Goodnite and my t-shirt. In the morning I changed and went home. Later that day I got another call to baby sit Adam. I went over and Mrs. Judy called me into her room and asked whether everything is fine. I said yea why? She answered that she noticed that I had wet the bed, I turned beet red. She said it's alright, but I want you to wear Goodnites tonight. I said I don't want Adam to find out. She said it will be up to you if he finds out. No problem. We watched a movie and then I told Adam to go change and he went. In the mean time I changed. He came back and asked to sit on my lap because the next movie was scary. I said no problem. When he crawled on my lap he felt the Goodnite and shouted "you also?" I was so embarrassed. In the end I started wetting my bed regularly and I still baby sit Adam. But I now wear Goodnites again all the time.

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