Another Late Night
Another selection about Sean the kangaroo! This time he's safe in bed instead of dumping and driving. Contains messiness and urine so be warned.
Well I've had a total boner for kangaroos lately and having re-read my 'A Late Night Ride' I decided the best thing to do was bring back Sean for another adventure. If you aren't keen on soaked, messy kangaroos then I suggest you go elsewhere.
The kangaroo whimpered softly in the still darkness of his bedroom, the only sound the faint hum of his ceiling fan as it turned above his bed. Reaching a paw down between his thighs, Sean cupped his crotch, feeling the faint bulk of the cloth trainers he had put on before donning the footed jammies he'd chosen to wear to bed. Shivering at the press of his paw, he felt his cock plump up readily, the young kangaroo's breath coming a little faster as the urgency in his bladder that had stirred him from his dreams throbbed stronger now that he was awake. Nibbling his lip the marsupial's paw drifted higher, rubbing a small circle on his tummy, the gentle pressure accentuating that primal need to relieve himself, a need he was currently ignoring. His free paw lifted to his muzzle and Sean allowed his thumb to slip past his lips, his eyes squeezing shut as he began to childishly nurse the digit, soft sucking sounds drifting from his muzzle in the black room as he took pleasure in the growing ache in his bladder, an ache that he dearly loved. The sensation increased slow but unstoppable, almost creeping through his body, making him shudder and his toes curl beneath the blankets. He desperately wanted to let go but would not let himself just yet, not until that slow massaging on his belly had done its job. The kangaroo had the next day off from work and he fully intended to spend it in thick diapers but he had a rule; only accidents earned diapers. And he fully intended to earn those diapers. Panting softly the skinny roo felt the first stirring in his bowels. A dull weight had settled deep in them as he rubbed his belly and was making itself known. Whimpering happily, Sean pressed his thighs together, moaning around his thumb, "Gotta pooootty," to the darkness and his humming celing fan. The fan didn't answer but his bowels gave a low gurgle, making the skinny kangaroo whimper softly as that building pressure shifted lower, his tail giving an instinctive twitch as if it knew what was to come. Rolling over onto his stomach Sean drew his knees up beneath himself, shuffling them apart with a quiet crackle of the plastic cover that had protected his mattress since he had moved out on his own, the kangaroo having a habit of ignoring the natural urgings of his body, especially when drowsing. Whimpering a little louder Sean gave a panty little gasp to his room, loving the desperate, childish sound of his own voice as he stammered, "I gotta go baaaad..." the marsupial blushing deeply as he imagined what his coworkers could think if they could see him like this, dressed in footed PJs and whining about needing the toilet. The embarrassment of this idea made his trainers feel tighter as his cock firmed up further, tenting out his jammies. Reaching for one of his pillows the roo tucked it between his thighs as his guts gave another low rumble, a leaden weight having settled against his tailring it seemed, forcing his tail up into an urgent, flagged position that he didn't dare fight. Panting happily Sean writhed, grinding against the plush softness of his pillow. He was close. Right on the verge of losing control there in his pajamas but he could stop if he wanted... he could be a grown-up kangaroo and slip out of bed and dash to the potty and keep himself dry and clean. "Oh you bad, dirty little Joey," he sighed into the blankets as he relaxed, instantly rewarded with a soft crackle as a thick load began pushing into the seat of his trainers. Shivering he felt his tail twitch higher, the roo lowering his tush a little and pushing, moaning as the scent of his dirty 'accident' filled the air. As his bowels relieved their burden his bladder released as well and a hot torrent began hissing into his trainers, the fresh piss contained but for a moment before it began gushing through the sodden cloth and spreading through his jammies, running down his thighs and soaking into the pillow he was clutching against his crotch. "Bad, bad little boy," he whimpered, grunting and straining, the seat of his trainers filling rapidly with the heated weight of his messy release. "So... messy..." he whispered as he felt that load weighing down the seat of his underwear while he continued wetting himself freely, musky urine forming a soggy pool in the blankets between his knees as it soaked down, the odor of his complete emptying of bladder and bowels making the kangaroo throb in his soaked and dripping trainers. Dropping the pillow, Sean fell atop it with an urgent moan, bucking and rolling his hips against the piss-soaked pillow. He was rock hard and still trickling a hot stream into his jammies. Clutching the pillow with his thighs he rolled onto his back and pulled his knees up to his chest, the change in position and the drawing of his knees forcing his pajamas to tighten across his seat, smashing and spreading the big load he had made in there, the clumpy heat of it as it spread thickly across his rump making the roo shudder, mind reeling with the pleasure of having let go completely and used his pajamas like a toddler. Thoughts fogged with little more than the dirty heat swaddling his hips and the urgent straining of his erection against his sopping trainers the kangaroo clutched his dripping pillow to his crotch, breath coming his harsh, desperate little gasps as he began to buck and thrust wildly against the squishy heat. Eyes clenched shut Sean's writhing became rapidly more erratic until the roo felt his whole body tense as if he were a thrumming powerline, taught, tight, and ready to burst! The kangaroo did just that, his cock jerking and spasming so hard that he could almost imagine he felt it through the soaked layers of fabric and pillow against his palms as he erupted, adding thick, sticky ropes of his seed to the mess he'd made in his pajamas. Rolling onto his side with a grunt the kangaroo smiled, eyes still squeezed shut, as he rested in the warm afterglow of his complete release. He had definitely earned his diapers for tomorrow.