One-Year-Old-Fievel, and Denny 6 Years Old In, What’s In Our Diapers.

Denny Mouse is six years old, and Fievel is just one,

Scat and Watersports in this story. (Hyper Scat.)
This is an Adult Story. This is fan fiction, and no copyright infringement intended.

Yes, both characters are mice. (The name doesn’t have it in it.)

As both our parents chatted, us boys were playing in the other room. I believe Fievel and I both had to pee. Little Fievel was holding his crotch area, against his penis area.
I was preoccupied playing with trucks. That was my whole world, as I moved them about. But what’s a six-year-old to do?
My intestines hurt, and momma and poppa still had me in training pants. I never usually needed them, but they had me in them.
So if I did pee some, it would not matter. Then again, depending how big a bladder I had, I might leak too. Our parents were all talking, as we played in the other room.
I was extremely curious already what others boys penises looked like. I wanted to know what Fievel’s was like, but I did not want them knowing… so I would have to wait for bedtime.
This was fine by me, as Fievel and I would have plenty of time to play. And if we messed things up, poop wise, they just cleaned it up. I’d never tell them the other side of this.
Pooping is enjoyable while playing with one’s penis. Sometimes the act of pooping turns on the semen faster. So Fievel and Denny had already done stuff like this before.

“Fievel and Denny.” said my momma.
I looked up from what I was doing. I was playing with my trucks with one paw, and holding onto myself with the other. I had to pee, and wasn’t hiding this very well.

“Yea momma.” I asked.

Fievel wasn’t doing anything, but sitting there holding onto his little area, like something was interesting there. He was on his back, holding onto his diaper with the other paw.
Fievel was grunting, as he actually knew how to pull back, and disallow it to come out. But he was still feeling for the lump.

At about nine o clock, Fievel’s momma and poppa came in to get us both. The baby went at my feet, as I lay on the ordinary bed. Fievel’s crib that is, was at the foot of my bed.
They changed Fievel’s diaper, and checked mine. Before letting us go to sleep. I did not know where we would be later though.
If Fievel was in the mood, he would go for some amount of naughty play.

I lay there at first, not moving, bladder hurting, and my ass was giving me pains, as I held it in, it is always more fun to poop them out later.

Fievel had the same thought in his mind, as he managed to hold most of it in, he pooped a chunk, and that’s all that came out.
So they just cleaned him up, and then placed a new diaper on him.
As I lay, I fell asleep, did not mean to.

I awoke with gibberish baby talk in my ear. Fievel wanted to play, and found his own way to me. I thought I would have to pick him up. But he was the one tonight, who wanted to be naughty.

“Psst, I know you can talk an understandable English Fievel.” I said.

“Poopy in my diapie, while you poopy in yours?” asked Fievel.

“Oh Fievel, that sounds like fun, but how bout we also pee on each other?” I ask suggested. Fievel nodded yea, but probably wasn’t understanding what I was suggesting. “We pee on each other.” I said.

“How do you want to do that, sitting on me?” asked Fievel.

“No you could sit on me.” I said.

“How?” asked Fievel.

“On my legs, toward me.” I said.

“With my legs over your legs?” asked Fievel.

“Yeah.” I said.

“But if I pee I pee my diapie.” said Fievel.

“Not if I pull them down far enough to get your peenee out.” I said.
I did so as Fievel got into position, pulled at Fievel’s diaper. I did so far enough to fully expose Fievel’s little peen, not that mine was much bigger.

“What if I poopy?” asked Fievel.

“Then just do it in your diaper.” I said.

“Just do it like normal, defecate into them?” asked Fievel.

“Well yea, I’m going to too Fievel.” I said.

“But you’re six.” said Fievel.

“So what, I can still poop myself on purpose.” I said.
I smiled as Fievel sat there, I pulled on my diaper, pulling it down far enough to pull my peen from my diaper. Frustrated, I made a small hole in them, which would prove devastating for the diaper.
Things would get messier probably, as the diaper might come apart, or easily overflow with my poop too?

I didn’t care, as I was somewhat holding Fievel, as he smiled and then farted. But instead of pooping, he peed a bit, as I held open in diaper, (diapie) as Fievel puts it.
Fievel peed all over my front side, as I held onto his diaper. I had Fievel’s diaper, the top of it that is, as under his cute little ball sack.
Not that mine was all that much bigger. Neither of us could spit white semen, but slimy stuff did spit from our penises.
It was that such activity I was going to encourage, not that I understood what any of it really meant.
Of course I am talking about have sex in some way. I could sit on Fievel’s little member, and have managed to stick his in me.
Fievel liked it the other way around too, and liked it so much, that sometimes he would cum his fluids, just from that alone.
Fievel did not have an exact preference. Ah, in other words either fucking or getting fucked Fievel did not care which, to both?
Fievel gave that some thought, being in the middle of more ore less a mouse sandwich, and Fievel was the middle. Fucking at the same time as being fucked at one time.
Fievel of course liking it but would probably never use the (f) word. He heard it a lot, but got a little smack for using it.
Fievel since stopped saying fuck, in a pronounceable way for anyone to understand. Peenee in the dirty hole. Sometimes was used instead.

I had to try to pee in a certain way, just to pee on Fievel, as I had a hole in my diaper. I managed to pee on Fievel’s front side. Of course, a lot of my pee came down all over my lower side too.
I didn’t feel one bit bad about this, as I peed my bladder, feeling everything getting wet. We’d end up on the floor someplace, or on the love seat again. Momma and poppa not saying much.
That is even though sometimes they find us both completely naked, having tracked poop around the house some. And to the love seat.
In this case, it would only be a portion of the floor in Fievel’s room. There was a bigger bed in there, and it was mostly unused.
The room is also very big, and has the room for a love seat. They often found Fievel and I there, and have said nothing.

In any-case I released I bladder, as Fievel took the hint, and then emptied his all over me. I continued holding onto his diaper so that Fievel could pee all over me.
I found a mouse who got so excited, that I was watching him strip everything off now, taking off his red shirt I had peed on. He had just a diaper on besides… so did I.
In any case, Fievel was getting too excited, and was showing it.
He had not pooped yet either, as he got into a position still facing my, which my penis could go into him.
Instead of sticking my penis into himself, he began to grunt and groan, pooping on me, as he grabbed my penis with one paw, and then directed my erect penis into his own anus mid pooping.
He shoved my penis into poop, which hadn’t come out yet, and then pressed it back into his body with my penis. He moaned as he let himself down completely taking my penis all the way.
Felt funny having my penis shoved at a piece of poop, but on the other paw, it wasn’t completely uncomfortable either.
Fievel smiled as he moved up a little, he was positioning himself so that he did the work, and I just laid there.

I moaned as I tried to poop with my penis deep inside Fievel’s anus. Fievel moving himself to cause my penis to go in and out of his anus. I was in a near diaper change position, I managed too.
Pooping from the position I was in wasn’t difficult, as it would fill my diaper, and might spill out from the hole for my penis.
When I filled a diaper in poop, I really filled it well. I felt piss come from my penis, as it went into Fievel’s anus.
Piss dripped out, as I peed a long stream… did not even know it was there. Much of it spilled back out, going everywhere.
Neither Fievel or I cared, we’d end up on the loveseat just across the room, me snuggling around Fievel naked… again.
Momma and poppa only ever knew about it, we’d probably get taught a lesson. They seemed to never suspect anything when Fievel and I were found curled up naked together. As far as they knew, at least by my knowledge they did not know what Fievel and I were doing at all. But they did know we left a mess.
I got taught some lessons from poppa Mousekewitz, and I suspected poppa himself was teaching Fievel too.
In any-case, Fievel was beginning to move up and down, doing all the work for me, as I lay there doing nothing. Of course I was pushing to poop as well. I was managing somehow to press it out.
Fievel moved, as I pooped, pooping three, four, five pieces and then some. I loved the feeling of pooping, but stopping was a no no, if I started pooping, it was all coming out of me.
So I pooped my intestines out into my diaper, and then when it felt like I was done, there felt to be more pieces I’d held in all day.
I moaned as my poop began rising up to my balls. I filled my diaper to near the hole now. I moaned as I felt more poop coming.
I did not mind as it filled my diaper full, over full that is, fat as heck with poop, as more was coming out of my body.
My poop spilled from the hole in the diaper, as it got all over my penis, and in and out of Fievel’s anus. My penis was filled with my poop, as it was somehow causing  pieces of Fievel’s poop to mix with mine.

My diaper had poop spilling out of it, as it began to rip at the hole I made into them. So sooner or later, it would probably end up all over the bed.

And then I decided to change positions, as I had Fievel get on his paws and knees. My diaper plus around six or even seven times the normal amount of poop went all over the bed.
I was now on top of Fievel, my penis in his anus, as I moved my penis in and out of Fievel’s hole. Fievel gripped his paws in the covers, as I pressed all the way in.
I moved in and out of him, as I managed to grab Fievel’s little member, and masturbated it some. Fievel moaned going into orgasm. He actually peed some in pee orgasm, not that I thought there was any left.

I pooped some more as I was now doing the work of fucking Fievel’s little hole. Not that mine was much bigger, I am only six.
In any-case I was still pooping somehow. It kind of looked like a horse with constipation shitting out a lot at a time.
Well maybe not quite like that, but it at least felt like that in a way.
I moved my penis in and out of Fievel, as I managed to poop out more at the same time. I was still pooping pieces out somehow though, as I moved my penis in and out of Fievel.
Fievel was liking this, even with the poop, which was piling on Fievel’s bed. Fievel knew I was pooping while fucking his ass at one time.

I moved my penis in and out of Fievel, while pooping about a dozen pieces on Fievel’s bed. I finally got done, but only after pooping a dozen or so pieces five of six times. The bed had a layer which was almost just shit. As I suddenly realized a piece was stuck.

I began to cry some, as it hurt. I stayed quiet, but tears ran down my face, as I pumped Fievel’s anus. Orgasm sweeping over my body. I moaned as I knew what was soon coming.
I was going to squirt that slimy fluid soon, I could feel it in my body. Fievel squirt onto the bed, cuming his first squirt of seminal fluid. He moaned as he squirt it onto his bed.
I felt mine go into Fievel, as I squirt my first, a piece of poop also fell from my anus, as it worked itself loose.
I moaned as it dropped off, feeling my body continue spitting its seminal fluid into Fievel’s anus. Seminal fluid leaked from Fievel’s anus. I moaned as I continued spitting into Fievel’s anus.
Fievel continued squirting onto his bed, what you could see of it, with my poop all over it. Some poop was actually Fievel’s poop, as I pulled my penis out of Fievel, then spat some on him too.
I crawled off the bed, and then grabbed Fievel, and carried him to the loveseat. He did not mind that a carried him, as I curled around Fievel, and then soon fell asleep, cuddled around him.
Momma and poppa would find us this way, as I fell asleep.
What’s in our diapers didn’t say it correctly but there was a mess in what I had on, before I took them off.

Fievel and I fell asleep as momma and poppa would end up cleaning our mess. Of course by the time Fievel got up, it was all cleaned up. Momma and poppa shook their heads, but did not even wake us up, as we got up around eight thirty.

We sat out in the living room, after cleaning up some. We did not place on any clothes at first, as momma and poppa Mousekewitz did not even make us place anything on.

We sat there on the sofa now, as we watched whatever was on the Flat Panel LCD TV, naked as the day we were born.
Momma and poppa said nothing, as we sat there watching TV.

(FIN!)