One Year Old Denny and Fievel In, A Mess In The Wreck Room.

Scat and watersports.

A few weeks had passed since our poppa’s had raped our bodies, Fievel and I were alone in Fievel’s wreck room, as we were playing on the floor. The floor had since been cleaned.
Well, Fievel’s place in a way, his momma and poppa were both in the living room, allowing us boys to play in the wreck room. I was pretty sure that poppa wouldn’t do anything with us this time.
Mostly I thought that, as momma was home, and wasn’t when he abused us that last time. It was me that began taking my clothes off, as Fievel followed. We stripped down to our diapers.
We sat in diapers only now for awhile, as they’d soon come off too. They’d be ripping them off pretty much the same way as last time, but they wouldn’t be being raped by Fievel’s poppa.
I knew we’d be tearing off our diapers, but didn’t know when. I had to poop, and I believe Fievel had to poop as well.
Our vocabulary had improved a little, as we would soon talk about what we might do. I also had to pee on top of having to poop, so I was sure we would be doing both.

“Poopoo?” asked Fievel.

“Yeah Fievel.” I said.

Just like last time, we hugged each other, front to front, but soon I heard Fievel fart. As a matter a fact, I farted too. We would both be messing up our diapers pretty soon. I peed a little, then stopped.

“I’m going poopoo.” said Fievel.

“Well then, I will too.” I said.
We were talking in a baby language which no one would really understand. I grunted as I began to poop. Fievel began to poop too, as we continued holding each other.
It felt good having Fievel’s arms around me, as I pooped my diaper. About three pieces in, I placed my arms at my sides.
And then so did Fievel. I squatted as did Fievel… just like last time, as we both ripped off our diapers. We were now standing there on the floor naked, as we both peed some.
Fievel and I peed on each other some, as we were somewhat crouched to poop more pieces, just like last time. But I wanted to try sex, poppa and Fievel’s poppa did it, so I wanted to try it.
Fievel seemed at the time the best one to try this with, as we’d both been raped. But it wasn’t to be rape, if Fievel and I would have sex. This time it would be totally voluntary from both sides.
I pooped another, then another piece of poop, onto the white carpet, as my poop was putting brown stains on it. Fievel continued pooping too, as his poop was staining the floor.
There were dark red spots on the floor too, from when Fievel and I were both raped by Fievel’s poppa. At least our holes had recuperated by this point, and were healed.
We both continued the crouched positions on the floor, facing each other, as we pooped piece after piece. Our poop was piling on the floor, as we continued pooping piece after piece.
We both giggled as we continued pooping pieces of poop. Our diapers had poop in them, and the floor had two piles of poop on it.

“Loveseat?” asked Fievel in a single word.

“Yeah Fievel lets.” I agreed.
We got on the loveseat, as Fievel laid on his back. He grabbed his foot-paws. And then winked at me, spreading his legs as best he could. He wanted me to place my little peenee into his hole.

“Are you sure Fievel?” I asked.
Fievel nodded yes, as I got myself on him, and then rubbed my little peenee on Fievel’s little peenee. Both our peenees got hard, as I rubbed. We only knew what we were doing, cause of being raped.
What Fievel and I did not know, is that our peenees would peepee slimy clear fluid, as we played. I pressed my little peenee at Fievel’s hole, as it penetrated dry, and without much trouble.
Fievel grunted some, but didn’t find it as discomforting as a grownups peenee being there. Actually Fievel found that he seemed to like it, when he wanted it that is.
Only the head of my peenee was in Fievel, as I pressed it into him deeper. Fievel grunted, but still seemed to mind a lot less then when a grownup did the same.
Fievel’s little peenee went down briefly, as I moved my little peenee in and out of Fievel a little. Fievel seemed not to mind one bit. In fact, his little peenee got itself re-hard, as I moved.
Fievel and I both moaned as I moved my little peenee in and out of Fievel’s hole. Fievel peed a little, as I moved my peenee in and out of his hole, moaning in a pee sort of orgasm.
Fievel’s body quivered some, as a matter a fact, so was mine, as I moved my peenee in and out of Fievel’s body. I was moaning constantly as my orgasms grew, feeling a familiar feel as I moved.
The same feeling I was getting when poppa Mousekewitz moved his paw over my little peenee. Felt so good, that I don’t believe I would have stopped if Fievel had asked me to.

“Oh Denny, this feels so much better than poppa.” said Fievel.

“Your hole feels good to my peenee.” I said.

“De, Denny, I’m getting this odd pee feeling in my peenee.” said Fievel.

“Me too, I wonder what it is?” I said.

“It feels good whatever it is.” said Fievel.
I moved my little peenee in and out of Fievel’s hole even faster, my body tingling with something I couldn’t understand nor explain.
It felt really good what ever it was, as I moved my peenee in and out of Fievel’s little hole. Fievel was moaning, as his little peenee was hard, and jumping up and down.
Our bodies were going into something neither of us would be able to explain for awhile. As a matter a fact, the only reason we knew about anal sex, is because both Fievel and I had been raped.
But this seemed more enjoyable for some reason, maybe just because it was voluntary from both sides? In any-case we were both enjoying what it was we were doing.
Fievel’s peenee had a droplet hanging from its tip, seemed to possibly be pee, as I grabbed Fievel’s peenee in my paw. I placed my fingers at the tip of Fievel’s peenee.
The fluid dripping from Fievel’s peenee wasn’t like pee, as it was slimy in my fingers. Fievel moaned as it dribbled from his peenee.
I suspected that the same stuff was dripping from my little peenee too, but I couldn’t confirm this, as it was deep in Fievel’s hole.

“I, I am going to pee.” said Fievel.

“So am I, but it feels funny.” I said.

“It fe, feels good somehow.” said Fievel.

“It da, does.” I replied.
Fievel moaned, as I moved my little peenee in and out of his body.
As a matter a fact, we both moaned, going into something I would be better able to explain later in life. It’s called orgasm, but the only thing I knew, is that it seemed to feel good.
Fievel’s body was going into it too, as his peenee dribbled something which wasn’t pee.
Suddenly Fievel’s body squirt something which wasn’t pee, as it went all over his front. As Fievel squirt this, I felt as though I was peeing into Fievel’s hole, but it didn’t feel like pee for some reason.

“Oh Fievel, I’m peeing it too.” I said.

“It fe, feels funny.” said Fievel.

“Yeah it does, but somehow feels good.” I said.

“Yeah it does, I wonder if this happens every time?” said Fievel.

“I haven’t an idea.” I said.
My body continued peeing it, as it was leaking from Fievel’s hole. Fievel continued peeing it all over himself. I continued peeing it into Fievel’s hole, as it continued leaking from Fievel’s hole.
We both peed the stuff about sixteen times, as it leaked onto the loveseat. It made a slimy puddle, as I spat so many times. Felt funny to pee it, but good somehow as well.

“Oh Denny place your lips to mine.” said Fievel.
I did so, as we didn’t know what to do. We just placed our lips together for awhile, as that’s all we knew about kissing.

“So you want to stick your peenee into me now?” I asked.

“Really want to?” asked Fievel.

“Yeah I do.” I replied.
We switched positions, as I laid down, and then spread my legs as far apart as I could get them. Fievel looked over my body, as I laid there waiting for him to do the same to me.

“I have to pee.” said Fievel.

“I thought you went.” I said.

“Well my body hurts.” said Fievel.

“Well then, pee all over me.” I said.

“Are you sure?” asked Fievel.

“Please just pee on me.” I said.
Fievel allowed his bladder to empty, as I did myself, holding my peenee, and peeing all over myself, as Fievel peed on me.
We made the white loveseat begin turning yellow, as we peed our bladders. Our pee yellow as morning pee sometimes is, as we emptied our bladders. The loveseat also was getting rather wet.
Fievel soon got done peeing all over me, as now he rubbed his peenee on mine. My peenee got hard and stuff, as he rubbed his on mine.

“You ready?” asked Fievel.

“Just shove it in there.” I said.
Fievel pressed his peenee against my hole, as I laid there, knowing I would feel an amount of pain. The pain though was very minimal though compared to when my poppa shoved his in me.
Now I knew how Fievel felt, as it really felt a lot less as bad as being forced for some reason. As a matter a fact, somehow I also kept a hard peenee, as Fievel pressed it all the way in.
I moaned as I felt Fievel’s peenee fill my anus, but I seemed to like it for some reason. I wanted to lose that stuff again, and so did Fievel, as he began moving his peenee in and out of my hole.
I grabbed at my peenee with my right paw, and then massaged my balls with my left. Fievel moved his peenee in and out of me.
I moaned as I truly did not mind, moving my right paw over my little peenee, as Fievel moved his in and out of my little hole. It seemed actually to feel good for some reason.
I liked having Fievel’s peenee in my hole, unlike when poppa placed it in there, I wanted it out the whole time. Same as with when Fievel’s poppa had placed it in there, I wanted it out.
This, this was different, I actually liked having Fievel’s peenee in my hole. I moaned as I went into one of them things again, making my body really feel good, I would peepee that stuff again.
I moved my paw over my bits, moaning as I did, as I massaged my little balls with my left paw. It felt really good as I moved my right paw over my peenee. I would learn it is called masturbation.
At the time though, the only thing I really knew, is that it does seem to feel good. So, so I kept doing it as I also knew it would cause me to peepee that slimy stuff again.

“Oh Fievel, peepee that stuff into me.” I said.

“Oh Denny, I think I will.” said Fievel.
Fievel bent down, and then placed his lips to mine, as he moved his peenee in and out of my hole. I moaned with near every move which Fievel made, going into one of those things again.
Them things, which later I would learn is called an orgasm. The only thing I knew about it though, is that it felt really good. Did I say good, it actually felt great, as I moved my right paw over my peenee.

Fievel was moving a little faster, as we both moaned, going into them things, which I would learn the name of later. In any-case, my body had begun to quiver in it, as my peenee would peepee that stuff pretty soon.

Then again, if Fievel felt half as good with this as I felt, we’d both by peeing that slimy clear fluid. My body quivering now quite a lot, in orgasm, as I felt something wet on my fingers.
My peenee was dribbling with something which wasn’t pee. I moved it around in my fingers, as it continued dripping from the tip of my peenee. Dribbling slimy clear fluid, as I moaned.
Fievel moaned too as he moved his peenee in and out of my hole.
It seemed to feel good having Fievel’s penis in there, as I moaned in that thing again, (orgasm). I didn’t yet know the word, but I did know well it was a sensation which I enjoyed.
Fievel placed his lips to mine again, and again, as we did short kisses. French style? We didn’t know how, but we did keep kissing each other, as Fievel moved his peenee in and out of my body.

“Oh Fievel, I’m going to pee that stuff again.” I said.

“Me too Denny, and it seems to feel so good.” said Fievel.

“Oh Fievel yes it does. And I am about to peepee that stuff.” I said.

“I am Denny, and so are you I see.” said Fievel, as he was correct, as I continued moving my right paw over my peenee. My peenee peeing slimy clear fluid, as I moaned. My butt was getting wet, as Fievel spat that stuff as well.

“Oh Fievel, this is so much better than getting it from poppa.” I said.

“That’s because, “ groan, “we want to do it.” continued Fievel.

“Fievel, let me suck on your tongue.” I said.

“Why?” asked Fievel.

“I don’t know, just seems like a neat idea.” I said.
We actually tried to suck on each others tongue, actually giving each other a French kiss, not that we knew what we were doing.
In any-case, Fievel continued peeing that slimy stuff into my hole, as it was leaking onto the loveseat, and onto the wetness from what I peed into Fievel earlier.

Fievel moaned as he saw his slimy peepee leaking out of Denny’s butt, moaning the whole time. In fact they both were moaning, as they felt their peaks of orgasm hitting them over and over again.
Fievel peed his seminal fluid into Denny’s butt sixteen times, by the time he was finished, as Denny peed his all over himself.

I moaned as I stuck a paw in my mess, Fievel pulled his peenee from my anus. We’d both gotten done peeing the slimy stuff.
It felt great even now, even though we were finished. Almost like something was out of our systems, which needed out.

“So Denny, “Fievel panted, then tried to finish his sentence.” what should we do next?” asked Fievel.

“I don’t know Fievel.” I said.

“Want to play with my trucks?” asked Fievel.

“Yeah I do.” and that is was we started doing. While playing, momma Mousekewitz came in to check on us.

“BOYS!, what did you do?” asked momma Mousekewitz.

“We was playing.” I answered.

“Well you two made a terrible mess.” said momma Mousekewitz.

“Sorry momma.” said Fievel.

“Well okay, but I have to clean this.”

Momma Mousekewitz cleaned our mess, as we played with Fievel’s trucks. She didn’t say much after this, as she seemed to not want poppa knowing.

(FIN!)  ????