Three Year Old Fievel In, Dirty Diapers And Other Things II.

Characters; Three-Year-Old Fievel. And Denny Mouse Also Three-Years-Old.

Kinks and fetishes.
Scat and watersports.
Excessive amounts of scat.

1.

Our dreams were good, as we slept our bladders and intestines both filling as we slept away. It didn’t come out, and we didn’t pee ourselves either. We had diapers on, so it wouldn’t be a problem.
That is, if our bladders emptied while we slept. It wouldn’t be a problem if our poop slid from our body’s either… but we woke dry and clean. The sun made it through our windows.
Sunlight reached our eyes, as we both woke, still in each others arms. We were facing each other, as we smiled at each other.

“I have to poop.” I whispered.

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” asked Fievel.

“Mess up the loveseat again?” I asked.

“Well maybe, what if we don’t get up?” asked Fievel.

“You mean do it in our diapers first?”  I asked

“Yeah as we can mess up other things later.” said Fievel.

“Well that sounds fun, we just peeing it all?” I asked.

“I don’t see how our diapers will get warm and wet if we don’t.” said Fievel.

“We going to poop then?” I asked.

“We can, and feel the back of each other’s diapers with our paws?” asked Fievel.

“Yeah so we can feel the clumps in each other’s diaper.” I said.
We pressed our diapers against each others, as we both moaned a bit.

“I’m peeing Denny.” said Fievel.

“Me too then, and it feels good.” I said, as I released my bladder into my diaper.

Our diapers were both heavy and warm with our pee. As we finished peeing, but would soon begin to poop. Even part of the back of our diapers were a little damp.
Our pee soaked through so much of the diaper, that we were both leaking a little. It didn’t bother us much that we were making the clean covers a little wet, as we would poop next.

“So are you done peeing?” asked Fievel.

“Yeah I think I am, but have to poop.” I said.

“Me too, we going in these or not?” asked Fievel.

“Oh yeah.” I answered.

“Pushing some, are you?” groaned Fievel.

“Me ta, too now.” I grunted.
We placed our paws on each others butts, against our diapers. I grunted as I felt my hole open, my poop filled my hole, as I moaned from the pain. Fievel moaned too.
We were both moaning, as I could feel a lump forming in Fievel’s diaper. I grunted some, as it felt like a piece got stuck in my hole.
I cried a little as I pushed, it seemed so hard to poop, as Fievel was doing as I was doing. We managed a piece of poop, as we felt the lump in each other’s diaper.

“Have to go anymore?” asked Fievel.

“I believe so, want to move someplace else?” I asked.

“NNnnn no, lets poop a little more here first.” answered Fievel.

“As you wi, wish.” I said, as I grunted to poop out another piece.
Fievel pooped another piece too, as we were pooping into our diapers, but would be pooping other places as well. I could feel another piece in Fievel’s diaper, as I pooped a second piece.
We both moaned as we pooped a third and fourth piece, feeling the lumps in each other’s diaper, as we pooped. Soon we would poop someplace else, as we pooped into six pieces now.
Our diapers were getting lumpy with poop, as we soon got up, and then removed our diapers. We moved to the loveseat, to make more mess of that, before maybe going on a plushie.

“So we messing up the loveseat again?” asked Fievel.

“What ever you want to do.” I answered.

“Well then lets go dirty the loveseat… again.” said Fievel.

“Sounds good to me.” I answered.
We left our pull-ups sit on the floor, filled with a bit of poop, as we would be pooping on the loveseat again. Momma had only just finished cleaning it, and now we were making it a mess again.
We sat facing each other on either side of the loveseat. We held each others paws, as we were both on our knees. We had enough room to poop underneath ourselves, as we smiled at each other.
And then we kissed for a period of time, not like boys of our age should be doing any of this. But here we were, kissing with our paws in each other’s.

“Poopy time?” asked Fievel, when we finished kissing.

“Already pushing to press out a piece.” I said.

“Then I might as well too.” said Fievel.
We both dropped a clump of poop onto the loveseat, as we began playing with each other’s peens. I grunted as I pressed another clump out, moaning as Fievel did the same as me.
We both dropped a second piece, as we played with each other’s peens. Our peens were both hard, as we dropped another piece.
Dropping three pieces onto the loveseat now, as we were not finished yet, as we played with each other’s peens.
We both knew we would eventually lose our slimy peepee, if we kept playing. There was no color to it, but we could still lose it.
It always felt good to lose it too, so we would do so as often as we both could. For now we were pooping, piece after piece onto the loveseat. I grunted a bit, as I pooped a fourth piece.
I grunted as I dropped a fifth and sixth piece, as did Fievel, we were both grunting a bit. Fievel too dropped his fifth and sixth piece. There was now piles on the loveseat from us both.
Without words, we moved to the closet, where’s the plushies still had our poop on them. Momma Mousekewitz had cleaned everything except them, as she didn’t know we’d messed them up.
We were now going to mess them up again, as we dumped our hard poop from the plushies. We smiled at each other, as we got to a position facing each other… where’s we could watch each other.
The plushies heads were touching, so it would be pretty easy to watch each other poop. I grunted a bit, as I pooped a piece onto the bear underneath me. Fievel had a bear too, as he pooped too.
We were close enough to kiss each other as we pooped, as we done so. We dropped six pieces each, onto the plushies we had.

“Lets go back to the floor in my room.” suggested Fievel.

“And then what?” I asked.

“Want to place your peen into me?” asked Fievel.

“Do you want me to stick my peen in you?” I asked.

“Please, and then squirt your slimy stuff in me.” said Fievel.

“If that’s what you want, okay.” I said.

“Yeah that’s what I want.” said Fievel.
Fievel laid back first on the carpet, as he grabbed his foot-paws.
Fievel was in the perfect position for me to stick my peen into his hole. Mine no larger than Fievel’s, as I rubbed my peen against Fievel’s peen. I pressed it against his hole next.
My peen penetrated his hole, as I moved it in and out of his body some. Fievel grabbed his peen, and then brought his paw over it.
He began to masturbate his peen, as I moved mine in and out of his hole. I moaned as it felt really good, moving my peen in and out of Fievel’s body, I won’t say little, as I am no larger.
Just a couple of little boys playing in ways which little boys shouldn’t be playing. But Fievel and I enjoyed this, so I continued moving my peen in and out of Fievel’s body.
Fievel continued moving his paw over his peen, as we both went into orgasm. Our peens were hard ever since we started pooping.
In a way, it was unbelievable that we didn’t lose our slimy peepee in the middle of pooping. We were in so heavy orgasm as we pooped, that for awhile, I thought I would lose my slimy peepee.
I moved my peen in and out of Fievel’s hole, as Fievel moaned in orgasm. I was moaning in orgasm, as I moved my peen in and out of Fievel’s hole. We would both peepee slimy peepee soon.
We both moaned as I moved my peen, our body’s going into orgasm, as Fievel continued moving his paw over his peen.
I could feel my peak growing in my body, as I moved my peen in and out of Fievel’s body. Fievel’s peen began to drip with pre, as he moved his paw over his peen even faster.
Our peaks continued growing as Fievel’s peen continued dripping with precum. And then suddenly, as if someone turned on a switch, our body’s both peaked, squirting seminal fluid like big boys.
We both moaned as we squirt a whole bunch of times, seminal fluid leaked from Fievel’s hole, as Fievel spat all over himself.
We both moaned as our body’s squirt over and over again, feeling a lot like peeing, but the pee was all slimy. I pulled my peen from Fievel’s body, as I squirt slimy peepee all over Fievel’s front.
We spat I don’t know how many times, as I am no good with counting. But I believe we both squirt better than eighteen times.
I could count to ten without a problem, but much further, I couldn’t count too far beyond fourteen. But I did know that we both enjoyed it. I laid on Fievel when done.

“Want to place your peen in me now?” I asked.

“Yeah Denny.” answered Fievel.
We first kissed, and then we switched positions. I grabbed my foot-paws, and then Fievel rubbed his peen against mine. Fievel’s peen became hard soon after, as was mine too.
Fievel soon pressed his peen at my hole, as I moaned and grunted.
I did not mind having Fievel’s peen deep in my hole, as Fievel began moving his peen in and out of my hole. I grabbed my peen in my paw, and then began moving it over my peen.
The pain and awkwardness soon went away, as it was replaced with a bit of pleasure. I moaned as Fievel moved his peen in and out of my body. I continued moving my paw over my peen.
Fievel continued moving his in and out of my body, as I felt the need to pee somehow.

“Oh Fievel, I feel the need to pee.” I said suddenly.

“So you going to pee?” asked Fievel.

“Yeah I am, and all over myself.” I said.

“Only way to pee.” said Fievel.
I groaned a little, and then let a stream out all over my mouse body. Fievel continued moving his peen in and out of my body, as I squirt in short streams of pee, moaning with every squirt.
Fievel moved his peen in and out of my body with some speed, as I moaned in pee orgasm. I peed all over myself, as well as on the floor. Dripping off my body making the floor beneath me wet.
I moved my paw over my peen, as I peed in squirts, aiming it all over my own body, as well as hitting my mouth with some.
I swallowed what I made my mouth with, warm and salty. I liked it quite a bit too, as I continued peeing all over myself.
Fievel continued moving his peen in and out of my hole, as I continued peeing all over myself. My pee stream was in shorter and shorter streams, as my body went into stronger orgasm.
My pee would soon cut off, replaced with seminal fluid, as I moaned. My body went into orgasm, peeing all over myself, as the pee cut off completely, replaced by a have to pee feeling.
I moaned feeling the have to pee feeling coming on stronger and stronger… my slimy peepee would soon come from my peen.
I moaned as my body went into stronger orgasm, knowing Fievel’s body must be going through the same thing. Fievel’s body would soon squirt its slimy peepee into my body, not that I cared.
Actually I was glad to have Fievel’s slimy peepee in my body, as I moaned feeling it coming on stronger and stronger. Then all at once, as my peen was dribbling at first, it squirt hard.
I moaned as my orgasm peaked, squirting slimy peepee all over my body. Fievel moaned as he was probably began squirting his seminal fluid into my hole. I moaned as I squirt mine all over myself.

“Oh Denny, I am peeing slimy stuff.” said Fievel.

“Me too.” I said.

“I noticed, all over yourself.” said Fievel.

“Yeah I am, and it feels great Fievel.” I said.

“Me too, and my slimy peepee is leaking from your hole.” said Fievel.

“That is fine, I don’t mind.” I said.
We spat over fourteen times, as Fievel pulled his peen from my hole, and then peed slimy peepee all over my front. He added to the mess I had made of myself, as we soon got done.

“A kiss Denny?” asked Fievel.

“Oh please, I love you so much Fievel.” I said.
While kissing, momma had woke, and found us in the middle of the mess we had made.

“What the heck are you boys doing?” asked momma.

“Sorry momma.” said Fievel.

“Well you two get dressed, and then go to the living room.” said momma.

“Maam, I am sorry.” I said.

“What ever, just go to the living room, so I can clean your mess. And get something on, pull-ups and clothes.” said momma.

“But I like being naked momma.” said Fievel.

“No buts, just get dressed.” said momma.

2.

We did as asked, as we dressed first in pull-ups, and then dressed in similar clothes. Blue pants, and a red shirt, as we went to the living room, to play with Fievel’s trucks.
We sat playing for awhile, as momma cleaned our mess, poppa soon came into the living room, and then sat on his EZ-chair, as we played.

“Fievel, you two should really help momma.” said poppa.\

“Sorry poppa.” said Fievel.

“Well what ever, you two go play in the wreck room.” said poppa.

“But what if we misbehave?” I asked.

“Just try not to make a mess.” said poppa.

“Can we really?” I asked.

“Just go, and I’ll be sure momma doesn’t interrupt.” said poppa.
Fievel and I went to the wreck room, as we played on the floor not doing anything straight away, but we would soon misbehave.
Soon momma and poppa were sitting on the loveseat together, as Fievel and I were in the wreck room, we wouldn’t behave for long, as we’re both pretty horny mice. Fievel and I didn’t behave for very long, as we soon got on top of each other.
I actually laid down on Fievel, front to front, as we began rubbing against each other, clothes and all. But it wouldn’t take us long to strip in the wreck room, and then begin playing naughty.
We at first just made out for awhile, as I grabbed at my blue pants.
I pulled mine off, and then pulled off my shirt. Momma and poppa would probably check on us sometime, but for now, they were in the living room. I pulled Fievel’s shirt off for him.
And then Fievel pulled off his pants, so now we were in just our pull-ups, as we rubbed against each others fronts. Actually we were humping each other, as my gut hurt again.

“Fievel, I have to poop again.” I said.

“Me too, want to poop in our pull-ups?” asked Fievel.

“Oh yeah, lets.” I replied.
We rolled to side by side, holding each other, as we both farted first. We placed our paws on each other’s butts, so as to feel the lumps from our poop in each others diapers.

“I want to place my paws in your diaper.” said Fievel.

“Me too, lets play in our poop too.” I said.
I placed my one paw down Fievel’s diaper, and then Fievel did so to me too. I pushed hard, as did Fievel, as we felt each other poop, into our paws. I pooped a pretty long piece, and so did Fievel.
I rubbed his poop into his fur on his front side, as Fievel rubbed mine into my fur all over my front side. We both smiled, as next we rubbed each others poop into each others fur.
Soon we pulled off our diapers, as now we were pooping on the carpet. Neither of us worried about it too much, as we pooped catching it in each others paws. We spilled some on the floor too.

“Suck mine, I’ll suck yours.” suggested Fievel.

“Our poop or our peens?” I asked.

“Our peens, see if we can peepee slimy peepee into each others mouths.” suggested Fievel.
We got into positions, as this would be called a sixty nine, not that either of us knew the words. But we managed just the same. Our clothes and diapers all over the floor, as we begun our sixty nine.
I moved my tongue over Fievel’s peen, as Fievel moved his over my peen. We both moaned as we moved our mouths to move each others peens, in and out of our mouths.
Laying side by side on the floor, Fievel and I continued sucking on each other’s peens. We moaned as we worked on each other’s bodies, causing us to both go into orgasm.
Talking was out of the question, as we worked on each others peens, moaning as we would suck each others slimy peepee.
We would be swallowing what ever came from our peens, and we both wanted to. I moaned as Fievel did such a great job, that it felt like he’d been doing this for quite some time.
I was doing as well as I could on Fievel’s peen, stimulating Fievel’s peen, to squirt its slimy peepee, as I would swallow every drop. I was massaging Fievel’s balls as I worked on his peen.
Both of us moaning in orgasm, as we continued working on each others peens. We never noticed poppa peaking in on us.
In any-case, we were both moaning in orgasm, as we worked on each others peens. My peak was coming, as I could feel it.
Fievel’s was too, as I could taste it on the end of his peen. I cried a little, as I moaned in orgasm with Fievel’s mouth on my peen.
We moved our mouths over each other’s peens as we moaned, going into further and further orgasm. I could feel my peak building in my system, as I tasted something that wasn’t pee.
Suddenly I felt my body peak, as I tasted more slimy stuff coming from Fievel’s peen. And then it squirt into my mouth, as I swallowed. My peen squirt too, as Fievel swallowed mine.
We both moaned as our slimy stuff spat from our body’s, we both swallowed every drop which came from our body’s.
Poppa was watching, but did not let his presence known as Fievel and I spat over eighteen times. Again, not too good with counting, but we spat quite a lot of the slimy peepee into our mouths.
We soon got up, and then kissed for a period of time. We went to the loveseat, and then pushed our poop onto the floor.

“Boys, now that you are done, momma wants me to punish you two boys.” said poppa.

“But we ah.” I started.

“Clean this, we’ll talk later.” said poppa.

Poppa made us clean our mess, as he only helped a little, to show us how we should cleanup our mess. We soon got the wreck room cleaned, as poppa sat on the EZ-Chair in the wreck room.
We didn’t know whether or not the punishment was over or not.
But maybe that’s better saved for another story.

(FIN!)