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Their love is very close and intimate which is how i always imagine twincest, and of course there's plenty of pottypants fun. Hope y'all enjoy :3 I always love comments either way.

Reminder: I have a fanbox now if you wanna support my writing. http://pedocoon.fanbox.cc Everything will remain free and released under the creative commons

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ringtail more info about their species if you aren't familiar. They're an adorable raccoon relative. ", "writing": "Soulmates are a peculiar concept. Many regard them to be completely meaningless supernatural thinking, and that likely is the case. However, what else would you call two people like Jamie and Timmy Bassarisk? \n\nIdentical twins, the two have never slept in separate beds. When their parents had tried as babies or toddlers to lay them down to sleep separately, they'd cry and refuse to sleep, or when they were old enough to, manage to end up in the same bed anyway. \n\n=============\n\nJamie yawns as he awakens on what will be the brothers' first day of 5 grade, their 11th birthday being only a couple months away. As he comes to awareness, he feels the familiar sensations of the soaked goodnite on his lower half, his brother in his arms, and the other boy's own used pull-up against his own. His twin's long patterned tail was snaked between their legs and intertwined with his own. The boy smiled happily, full of life, and casually started to stroke his womb-mate's side. 'Together' was the natural state for them, anything else felt just plain wrong. After a couple minutes of basking contently in their shared warmth, he feels a stirring in his bladder.\n\n\"Wakey wakey sleepyhead.\" He says into his twin's ear, almost sensually. \"We're both already soaked and I hafta pee. I don't wanna get the sheets wet.\" He explains earnestly. He'd have no issue consciously re-wetting his night-time undergramet if it wasn't already so saturated. He keeps petting the other boy's side and whispering into his ear, seeking to gently awaken him.\n\nWithin a minute or so, Timmy did wake up. He noticed how soaked his goodnite was, and the fullness of his bladder. He had a strong feeling his brother was in the same situation, and that's why he'd been woken up. He really didn't wanna pee in the toilet though, so while his brother assumed he was still waking up, he formed a plan. \n\n\"C'mon man…\" Jamie started, but before he could get the thought out, his slightly smaller twin had bolted out of their bed, pulling him with him, and was now tickling him and already giggling wildly himself. \"D...D...Du...de!\" Jamie tried to get out through body-shaking laughter, making sure to go on the offensive and return the tickling. He knew the other boy's weak spots like armpits. Any thoughts or ability to control his bladder had left him as his little sheath was squirting a stream into his saturated pull-up. \n\nTimmy was in much the same situation, though he'd been letting himself dribble since the moment he instigated the tickle fight. Jamie had the upper hand, and had pulled Timmy against his chest, tickling his tummy and armpits. As his goodnite's leak guards failed, Timmy felt the warm liquid flowing down his legs leaving a puddle on the linoleum floor at his paws. He was pretty sure he felt Jamie's own pee against the back of his leg. On top of the warmness at his backside, this all-but confirmed that his task had been successful. Timmy still tried to get some tickling in where he could along his brother's sides and wherever else he could reach, but he was pretty much entirely overpowered.\n\nTimmy's previous suspicions were fully confirmed when the bigger twin turned him around and pinned him gently to the ground, sitting down on him, the fountain of his pee meeting Timmy's crotch via gravity. Both boys could now see their own and each other's extremely sodden padding. Any sign of wetness indicators was long gone and the golden musky essence pooled around them.\n\nThroughout this all they'd been giggling like crazy. Timmy had kept getting tickles in when he could, mostly to make sure his brother's bladder fully emptied on them. Now they were both getting a bit tired and Jamie collapsed on top of Timmy as they finished peeing, their puddles combining and soaking the fur around their bellies and legs. They basked comfortably in the warmth of what could not reasonably be considered an accident on either side. The boys were a bit out of breath, breathing heavily as their continued snuggling guaranteed that they effectively scent-marked eachother.\n\n\"You did that on purpose.\" Jamie remarked. There was no judgment in his voice, only fact. He actually wore a beaming smile on his face, inches away from Timmy's own smirking visage. \n\nJamie's boyish breath was warm against Timmy's face. It created a pleasant and 'funny' feeling in his tummy, sheath, and generally his whole body. Jamie has made him feel like this for as long as he could remember. He didn't know quite what to call it, but he knew he liked it, and he really really liked the fur causing it. Without a second thought he lifted his head and pressed his lips against his brother's. \n\nJamie of course reciprocated the short peck. His feelings were much the same as his brother's. They'd heard some people say brothers weren't supposed to kiss, but that never made any sense to either of them. Who else would they kiss? Maybe some of their good friends, but no one meant more to them than each other, and they couldn't remember a time when they didn't kiss.\n\n\"'Course I did silly Jammers.\" Timmy answered with a cocky grin after the kiss was done, sticking his tongue out. \"You know I wasn't gonna use the potty if I could help it, and I knew you'd have fun too soggypants.\" He giggled good-naturedly, and gently squished the other's well-used padding. \"I'm pretty sure I heard you peeing literally the second I got you out of bed, just like me.\"\n\n\"Yeah yeah yeah.\" Jamie blushed slightly under his fur and responded with joking dismissal, knowing just how right his brother was. He then got up, helping Timmy back to his feet at the same time.\n\n\"Now that we don't gotta pee any more, let's get dressed and go down for breakfast\" Timmy said, a jig in his step as he remembered what day it was, his goodnite still leaking small streams of pee down his legs.\n\nJamie sniffed the air, taking in the warm pervasive smell of their combined musk, and then started giggling softly. \"Ya sure ya don't wanna shower this morning bro?\" He said beaming, having a feeling he knew the answer already.\n\n\"Nuh uh\" Timmy responded and shook his head. \"I uh..\" he blushed warmly and swallowed. \"I like how we smell… a lot. We smell like ourselves and even better we smell like each other.\" The last part made his heart feel warm as he instinctively took ahold of Jamie's hand.\n\n\"Y'know, I don't even think daddy can tell our scents apart\" The other ringtail remarked, and sniffed deeply again, returning the affectionate gesture/ Though he could smell the same powerful cocktail that Timmy could of their scents beautifully intermingling. \"Come to think of it, I like this too.\" He said simply as he lovingly squeezed Timmy's hand.\n\nHe started walking with Timmy to their dresser, they picked out matching t-shirts and purple cargo shorts. Jamie reached for the underwear drawer, but Timmy brought up a paw to stop his.\n\n\"Actually uh…\" He suddenly looked very nervous, which put Jamie into protector mode as he instinctively hugged his other half and rubbed his back. \n\n\"It's okay Tim-tim.\" Jamie assured gently. \"What's up?\"\n\nTimmy brought up the courage to grab a couple matching ATV goodnites from their package on top of the dresser. \"D...daddy… um...\" He swallowed again as Jamie did the best he could to comfort him, rubbing his back and kissing his head fur. This was enough to cause Timmy to relax, enough that he let out another stream of pee into his over-saturated pull-up, which just ran down both of their legs. \"Daddy said we could, if we could handle it, and I wanna Jammers, I really really wanna. I'm ready,\"\n\nJamie's face lit up and he hugged his brother tight. \"Of course Tim-tim. I know how adorable you are with your pull-up waistband peekin and stuff, and apparently we look the same to other peeps. I'd never say no to looking that cute...\" He kissed Timmy again on the lips, which was returned eagerly, by the other cub who had transitioned from nervous to bouncing and excited.\n\n\"Thank you thank you thank you thank you Jaaamers.\" He almost sang the nickname, dancing in his sagging goodnite. \"Today's gonna be so awesome, we get to smell like eachother and wear our pull-ups and it's just gonna be so much fun….\"\n\n\"Speakin' of pull-ups, soggytail, we should get some fresh ones on 'fore you make us need to get a wetvac.\" Jamie giggled, causing Timmy to look around and see all the little puddles he was leaving, though Jamie wasn't innocent himself, a fresh stream down his leg and small puddle revealing his lack of real concern. Still, Timmy blushed and grabbed a towel quickly wiping up the bulk of the pee, Jamie grabbing one as well to help. \n\nThe two then made their way over to their diaper pail and hamper. And started helping eachother with their used goodnites. This was customary, though only terribly necessarily on occasions their pull-ups were more than wet.\n\nJamie knelt before Timmy, and snoofed his crotch. The scent of his brother, with his own as a strong undertone sent shivers down his spine and gave him the familiar feeling of butterflies in his tummy. He was barely aware of the full sensation in his sheath, still in his own pull-up as he pressed his damp mammal nose directly to his brother's crotch, making the boy giggle and shoot out a spurt of urine, most of which ended up on Jamie's muzzle. The warmth on his face sent another jolt down his spine.\n\nHe felt the tip of his brother's cock through the warm soggy garments and the piss meeting the padding, before dripping. out of the leak guards onto his face. This intensified everything he was feeling and he let the same happen in his own pull-up, though with some difficulty from his semi-stiff member. Peeing at the same time as his brother was exciting for him. \n\n\"Get on with it silly!\" Timmy teased. \"I love this but we're just leakin more on the floor.\" Jamie saw the smaller boy's point and shook himself out of his trance, undoing the tail strap and gently slipping his fingers into the waistband, making sure not to scratch his brother's furred hips as he tore the sides. He balled up the garment and threw it into the diaper pail, leaving a near copy of himself standing with a damp crotch and damp streams down the fur his legs of their combined pee. A flash of pink showing as his cocktip peeked. \n\nThen it was Timmy's turn to do the same, including the snoofing, which always was the best part of changing, though he didn't let himself pee on the floor. The boys actually never had any trouble holding their pee besides being bedwetters, they just often let themselves leak while in goodnites or other situations where it wasn't a big deal to worry about the potty. Timmy wanted to eat breakfast so didn't linger with getting Jamie's pull-up off as Jamie had own.\n\nWhen they were done, Timmy wiped up the last of the dribbles and put the towels in the hamper. Left were two nearly identical adolescent boys with tall frames. Their fur was wet with both their own and the others pee from the waist down and their little dicks were peeking out of their sheaths, though they didn't really know what that meant. They did briefly grind crotches on mutual instinct, feeling but not fixating on the tingles as they further swapped their scents. They had no shame around each other.\n\nOnce they were satisfied with their scents, they dressed each other. They could dress themselves of course, but they found that everything was easier and felt better with the one they loved most in the world doing it. \n\nIn turn, each brother opened the other's goodnite, helped their counterpart into it, leg by leg, and firmly fastened the tail strap, doing the same for their shorts, and then putting one another in their t-shirts. This was punctuated by giggles, petting, and what would be described as groping by sexually aware onlookers. It was clear that their adolescent hormones were running high and making them even more intimate, and even more obviously a romantic couple in the eyes of everyone around them, though they'd yet to realize that themselves.\n\nIn no time, they were identically dressed in their cartoon t-shirts and purple shorts. The last thing they did was adjust each other so that their blue goodnite waist-bands were unmistakable but still being worn properly. If they were gonna wear their pull-ups to school then they weren't gonna half-ass it. \n\n\"God you're cute.\" They said to each other at the same time, giggling and blushing. \"No you.\" Each continued, which made them laugh even more. If their bladders weren't empty they'd be getting strong jolts in them from this. \n\nThe duo exited their room and descended the steps hand-in-hand. Their dad was there, drinking his coffee and reading the paper. There were fresh pancakes on the table, as well as milk and Mountain Dew for them to drink. \"Hey daddy.\" They said, smiling.\n\nTheir dad sniffed the air and then regarded the choice of undergarment peeking casually over their shorts with a bemused expression. He even was pretty sure he saw a yellowed area in the fur of Jamie's face. \"I see you boys decided to go all in. Good job Timmy, convincing Jamie to do what you've both been wanting to do for years.\"\n\nThe boys blushed at this bashfully, but couldn't argue. Their dad could read them well. Jamie was always a bit more conservative about their pull-ups, but he had to admit to himself that walking the halls hand-in-hand with his other half, in their current attire and smelling of eachother's pee was something he'd dreamed of. The truth being that Timmy was always the stronger and more confident cub, despite outward appearances.\n\nHe couldn't count the number of times they'd peed their pants on purpose in public at Timmy's suggestion and insistence. 'C'mon Jammers, let's just let it go. The bathroom's are too far away and I dun wanna bother' was a common thing for him to hear, and he always complied. Wearing their pull-ups was a big step though, admitting to himself that he genuinely wanted to pee himself and didn't mind the world knowing. \n\nEach boy grabbed a plate of pancakes and a glass of each drink. They drank with straws, and ate with forks, but never paid any mind to who's plate, fork or, or cub was who's. They even fed each other bites nearly as often as themselves. This intimate routine has been in place for as long as they could remember. \n\nWhen they were done with breakfast they washed their paws and started the few block walk to their elementary school, holding hands, chatting, and smiling the whole way there. To any onlookers who couldn't see their heights they likely looked roughly half their age, with their bright clothes and pull-up waistbands shamelessly showing, as well as matching cartoon themed backpacks. They were excited to start their new classes and their new teachers. They'd already made triple-sure that they were assigned to all the same teachers. The one year they hadn't checked that one last time was 3rd grade, where somehow Timmy and Jamie got put in a different class at the last minute despite their own and their father's clear conditions, and previous assurances. Needless to say they had abjectly refused to be separated. Instead they curled up on the floor in the hall with each other and voided their bladders, laying in a puddle of their combined urine to deter further attempts to make them go anywhere separately until things got worked out. \n\nA naive onlooker might call it a tantrum, but the boys and the school administration had seen it for the savvy ploy it was. It wasn't that they expected disgust at the fluid itself, but rather they knew that invoking force at that moment would constitute 'an incident' and their local Procyon Bureau would get involved. It took roughly until lunch for everything to be dealt with. They ended up taking a comfy soggy nap and went on with their day with no shame or hesitation once they were placed in the same classroom. This event may well have been what made them fall in love with the idea of smelling of their combined essence.\n\nIn any case, about 10 minutes after leaving their house they walked through the doors of the school. The first cub they knew that they saw was a young raccoon a couple grades below them, Bandit. Despite his younger age he was their closest friend in the world\n\n\"Hey guys!\" The coonie said, smiling at the duo, and seeing their matching peeking waistbands. \"I see,\" he started before sniffing the air and giggling slightly, \"and also smell, you decided to go for it.\" he said, smiling at them and flashing them a thumbs up. It was little secret to him how much Timmy especially wanted this. He was in a similar situation himself smelling of his nightly pee, and wearing a pull-up, though his was the largest side of 'toddler' pull-up and he didn't actually pee while asleep.\n\n\"You don't usually wear your pull-ups to school either do yaBandit? Timmy asked\n\nBandit just grinned, \"Nah, but over the summer I've been goin poop at around noon, and I don't feel like trying to hold it til I get home. I may as well dress prepared.\" He explained simply before adding cheekily. \"Plus, pee breaks are soooo last year and leaving puddles when i do it in my cloth trainers pisses off Mrs. Lotor.\" He giggled after the last part, shaking his head thinking of the batty old raccoon, who taught both second and third grade. Even the mainlanders barely cared about leaking cubs and pee puddles, but she was raised in a different time. \n\nTimmy and Jamie were a bit surprised that Bandit was planning to poop himself on purpose in the middle of the day, and likely make a habit of it, though it wasn't a huge shock. That raccoon by some measures used the toilet more than they did, but had absolutely no shame or hesitation about going in his pants in front of anyone and everyone. \n\nThe only time they usually pooped their pull-ups or undies was playing by themselves or friends such as Bandit, at home, which now that they thought about it meant it happened at least a couple times every week.\n\nThe duo went on with starting their school day, saying hello to some of their friends and acquaintances as they met them. None of them seemed to mind their prominent wearing of training pants, even the more bullyish of the mainlanders didn't seem to regard them any /worse/, besides one prickish badger who called them 'gross diapered racctrash', which actually brought more judgment from 90 percent of students on him then to the boys, who were mostly considered a source of entertainment by most of the few other racists, and just eccentric by everyone else They didn't like being seen as entertainment to bigots, but they knew from experience that once people saw them for the people they were they often changed their tune.\n\nNow that they were in 5th grade, they had 4 classes every day to prepare for middle school, and as they had already confirmed, they had the same teachers all day. They always sat by each other, even in classes with assigned seating, another thing that they made sure of beforehand. \n\nTheir first class was math, which went off pretty uneventfully. The teacher was a coati who was bemused by boldness and proud of them for being themselves. He also noticed how close the boys were, and wondered how much they even knew about their own bond. It'd been since college that he'd last seen a set of bonded twins. He decided to take the responsibility to talk to them if their own family neglected it for whatever reason. Any mainlander supremacists that may be in the class didn't dare speak up with a procyonid teacher.\n\nTheir next class was History. This year was gonna be focused largely on the great Procyon wars, when the Raccoons, Ringtails, and their other relatives defended their land form hostile mainland invaders only about a century before. It was interesting for the boys because they didn't actually live in their homeland, but on the mainland. Their ancestors had migrated overseas before the time of the wars. They remember hearing from their grandparents how much stigma and oppression them and the even older generations had faced. Now the overt racists were limited mostly to rich kids from old money, and they were looked down on by everyone else. Though the administration of the school either didn't know or didn't care that teachers such as Mr. Lupe existed still trying to 'subtly' spread old attitudes, though to all but the bigots in denial it was transparent and laughable.\n\nHearing about the wars from what was essentially the losing and aggressive side was amusing. Of course, the teacher made an attempt to be 'woke' and talk about their people with respect, but the undertone when describing the generals of the mainland was definitely that of undue reverence.\n\nJamie had his arm draped around Timmy's shoulders as they relaxed the best they could in their seats. They had their tails sticking out of the back of their chairs and twirling around each other. The white part of them were in some parts slightly yellowed from their fun in the morning, further advertising their peculiarities. The seating arrangement was pretty much ideal in this classroom with rows of tables each only seating two. They were near the back, but still paying good attention to the teacher. \n\n\"General Amos Wasbeer is also known among Procyonids as 'Great Amos the Wet' on account of his…. Errr unusual toileting habits.\" The teacher, an elderly wolf man, said and made a face, a period black and white photograph of the raccoon man in a simple military uniform, complete with a clearly soaked crotch was projected on the screen in the front of the room, on the powerpoint. \n\nThis caused some people in the class to burst into giggling, some laughing at the man on the screen, but more including the twins, laughing with him at the expense of their slightly disgusted and unamused teacher. \"Get a load of Mr Lupe, Jammers!\" Timmy shout-whispered and giggled, using his arm that wasn't embracing the other ringie in question to suppress it. \"Gods, I'd pay to see what he'll think of littly Bandy in a couple years.\" He said and remembering that his own bladder was starting to fill up, relaxed in his seat, wetting his goodnite, the warm fluid soaking into the garment, which hugged his sheath and balls in warmth. \"Mmmm\"\n\n\"Oh frick, you're right.\" Jamie said quietly, giggling to himself at the mental image of Bandit loading his pull-up under the nose of the powerless mean old dog. He then looked over because he heard a faint trickle from his brother's crotch, and saw the look on his twin's face, before hearing the sigh of relief. \"Also, are you…..\" he asked, already knowing the answer which was further confirmed by a quick nod. \"Good thinking, Tim-Tim.\" He said and did the same, instinctively hugging Timmy a bit harder with his one arm while he wet his pull-up. Doing so in public was new and exciting to him, but felt extremely natural.\n\n\"Anyway\" The old bitter wolf said in an extended snarl, smart enough to know to many he was the butt of the joke, and changed the slide. He didn't realize what the boys in the back had done, but he already had embarrassed himself at the beginning of class by getting their attention and awkwardly trying to find a way to chastise them for their pull-ups and closeness without getting fired. He had failed and ended up having to just send them to their seats looking like an idiot.\n\n\"Enough of that.\" he said, referring to both the laughter and the hero who'd been on the screen he failed at pretending not to hate. Now he was replaced by an ugly war criminal wolf. \"General Lune was the mainlander chief general, a brave noble man, he was caught on the wrong side of history…\" The lesson continued, the old wolf simping for the man who the boys knew from their family had murdered their great great uncles who on top of being civilians were only their age. They also had been identical twins. The wolf general had been on a supply mission and saw the boys playing in their yard due to the townspeople not having realized the invasion had spread to where they were. They were in wet pants and according to his journals Benjamin Lune had 'shot them dead like the beasts they were.' Timmy and Jamie were named in honor of them 'Timothy and James Bassarisco.'\n\nThe ringtail couple relaxed for the rest of class, the waistbands of their pull-ups still showing prominently, they'd been getting some weird looks all day, from the few bigots but nothing too bad, since that one badger. A coyote boy sitting at the table to their left sniffed the air and shot them a judgemental look, being able to tell that they had used their pull-ups from how the pee smell around them had intensified. They knew damn well that canines didn't find scents like that unpleasant and it was their actions themselves he took judgemental exception to. Timmy simply flashed him a middle finger, stuck his tongue out, and flashed the top of his soggy pull-up, showing clear yellow discoloration and fading designs. Of course he was careful not to get the teacher's attention, not that he could get him on much more than the vulgarity of the gesture.\n\nJamie nearly burst out in laughter at that. \"Tim-Tim?!\" He shout-whispered. surprised by his brother's boldness, but actually proud of him. The boy in question smiled at him, which caused Jamie to wrap both arms around him, pulling him close into a hug, before pressing a lingering intimate kiss on his mouth. \"I love you\" he said simply, those words feeling like the best thing to say.\n\n\"I love you too Jammers\" Timmy responded, gently brushing his paw down Jamie's cheek and returning the previous kiss for even longer. The two stayed like that for some time, lost in the moment in eachother's love.\n\nBy the time they broke apart again, the classroom had gone silent around them. While their public displays of affection were usually seen as a bit unusual, nothing like this had happened before. The boys were genuinely concerned and embraced each other in comfort, sitting back in their seats more or less 'normally'. \n\nJamie was the first to speak, taking the role of protecting his brother and them as a collective. \"Is something the matter?\" He asked sharply, though sincerely. He genuinely had no idea why the atmosphere had gotten so icy. Even Mr. Lupe was staring right at them.\n\nFor some reason not clear to them, Jamie's question set the class back into normal action. There were shaking heads and mutterings of 'no,' and 'of course not' even from the teacher. This made Jamie and Timmy even more confused, but they didn't really have time to dwell on it, as class quickly wrapped up, with the teacher giving them homework and sending them on to lunch. \n\nAt their school, lunch was at the same time for third, fourth, and fifth grade, which made them happy. They could eat with their younger friend Bandit. \n\nAfter getting their trays of food, they found Bandit and sat down by him. \"Hey Bandit!\" they both said slightly staggered. Timmy then sniffed out of habit, smelling Bandit's overnight pee as before, as well as unsurprisingly the smell of his wet pull-up, revealing he'd wet sometime in the last few hours himself. There was also a third smell which was exciting to smell in a school setting to him. Bandit by now was having a clear need to poop. His silent but deadly farts could clearly be smelled and once Timmy noticed that he also noticed his twitchy tail and general fidgety demeanour. \n\n\"Hey there Jammers, Tim-Tim\" he said to each respectively as he nodded at them, He was the only other person they liked calling them their internal nick-names for eachother. \n\nThe boys giggled at this, something about hearing those names from a third party was extremely fun. Timmy reached over and causally squished Bandit's crotch once they'd sat down. \"Yep, exactly what i thought, nice warm pull-up, just like ours.\" He flashed his padding at the younger raccoon, similar to how he did to the coyote boy, but to rather different results. Jamie did the same, just to prove the point. They were meant with a giggling slightly blushy coon.\n\n\"You guuuys!\" He said in an exaggerated whine, smiling widely, and semi-instinctively leaning to one side and letting out a long airy fair. \"Ahhh\" he signed in relief, though the fullness in his tummy and tailhole only grew. \n\nThe ringtail boys sniffed the air, ir being clear how bad the raccoon needed to go. \"Another thing I could smell before.\" Timmy said. \"You really do have to poop.\" He was still in awe of Bandit's commitment and nonchalance in his plan that would lead to a load in his pull-up.\n\n\"Mhm.\" Bandit nodded, \"And you both know you couldn't pay me to use the toilet here.\" He said sticking his tongue out. This was definitely true, they'd seen the young raccoon fill the seat of the cloth trainers he'd always worn to school before, of course without plastic pants. As well as having heard of it happening more than a few times they hadn't seen it or the aftermath directly. Just it'd always been unplanned and near the end of the day due to being the only valid option to the boy.\n\nAs he said that, giggling and farting up a storm, another boy walked up to the table, a fox boy. Usually this would be a bit worrying as most mainlanders didn't exactly think it was nearly as cool as they did to wear pull-ups and go in their pants. Not all procyonids did either, but all that they knew at most thought they were silly. Most mainladers were harmless, but even some of the ones who weren't usually that bad would have reacted with irrational anger at that scene. It was those that they were worried about.\n\nThankfully though, Todd was far from a typical mainlander. Bandit had told them about him. He showed up over the summer and fast became good friends with Bandit. Todd knew of them too, and they managed to hang out once over the summer together, but scheduling never quite worked out. Unlike the other three, Todd wasn't currently in pull-ups, though he was no stranger to them, what he was wearing though to too many might be even worse. Besides his normal graphic T he was wearing black shorts and thick cloth training undies underneath. All the boys could tell that the fox had soaked his trainers and shorts, though nothing was visual, their noises didn't lie. \n\nStill the fox was chipper and happy though somewhat bashful. \"Hey guys\" he said and sat down with them, meeting a 'hey Todd' in return from each of the other boys.\n\nBandit being aware of the elephant in the room, so to speak, and still feeling somewhat guilty rehashed a conversation the two initially had at their first recess. The older boys didn't get that one sadly, now down to only lunch recess. \"You really didn't have to do that, you know.\" Bandit said, seeming to refer to the condition of Todd's pants.\n\n\"Bandyyyy, it's okay I had ta go potty, you suggested going in my pants, so I did.\" He pressed a peck to the coon's lips. \"Plus if you were using your nose you'd know I went again just a few minutes ago.\" He said slyly. He grabbed a hold of one of Bandit's handpaws and gently pressed it against his crotch so he could feel the wetness. \"See?\"\n\nBandit dumbly nodded, usually the more confident and shameless one. He obviously had been a better influence than he thought. \"That fox, man.\" he said jokingly, shaking his head, the others all chuckled with him. At that, he farted casually again, Todd just now noticing the extent of his need. \n\n\"Someone's gonna be a stinky coon.\" Todd teased, and farted himself, shifting his weight to one side momentarily, showing that he had his own need though it was less intense. Bandit didn't know what to make of that so focused on the first part.\n\n\"Mayyybe.\" He fibbed. He knew beyond a shadow of a doubt the answer was yes. \n\nBy that time, the 4 of them were finished with their lunches. They dumped their trays and headed out to recess. Each duo walking hand-in-hand. One set behind the other. All of the cubs were treated as somewhat of a spectacle to a certain segment of the student body, Bandit and Todd got more stares and mean looks, which slightly confused the twins. They reasoned that they likely couldn't tell that Bandit had to go to the bathroom, because they were just passing. Even if they could, cubs having to poop wasn't unusual at all. Any of them would wait til the last minute to poop in the toilet at school, and some like Bandit would rather go in their pants than even consider it, though usually they didn't pre-meditate it. \n\nOnce they got out to the playground, the four of them walked over to what had before been Timmy, Jamie, and Bandit's 'spot,' though now of course Todd was included in that too. It was by a four-square board that was never played, and under some roof overhang of the school that happened to have no doors nearby. All the while, Bandit's tail was starting to twitch as he let out flatulence, the aroma of his need filling the air, forming an invisible cloud behind the party.\n\nTimmy was faintly starting to feel a similar need, but it wasn't all that urgent. He figured he would likely get through the rest of the day. He let out a fart, pretty much unnoticed. \"So Bandit, Todd\" He started, \"I noticed a lot of the racists were staring at you two when we were walking by, why was that?\" He asked simply.\n\nBandit was initially confused, finding the answer to be obvious, but then he remembered just how long the boy's family had been on the mainland. Also, how the boys were so completely fulfilled by each other's company as well as their few other friends, that romance likely had never come to mind, though he mused they already had that as much or more as anyone else. Basically. they didn't really have a need to think about relationships and stuff, and the specific breed of bigotry that is associated with them. Younger though he might be, Bandit was more worldly in that way.\n\n\"We're boyfriends, Timmy, and everyone knows.\" He answered simply. \"They think Todd is a betrayer or something stupid like that for liking me.\" He laughed at that notion, as did Todd, who kissed him again.\"Love you foxy.\"\n\n\"You too, Bandy\" Todd said, smiling huge. Then Todd thought for a second and had to ask a question to the twins \"Ain't you guys a couple too?\" He asked them plainly. \"I heard some of the 5th graders in the hall talking about the 'fag ringmutt twins' making out in class, and well… that was you guys right?\" He'd always assumed they were.\n\nBandit started nervously chewing on his fingers at this. He knew he had to bring this up with the twins at some point, but hadn't gotten around to it. He also at this point was so overwhelmed by his need he had no choice but to, standing right there, let his tail flag sharply up and gently push on his bowels. With minimal effort, and still eyes glued to the situation at hand, he started filling his pull-up with his daily load. The smell changed from that of need to an 'accident' as his logs formed a bulge in his pull-up even bulging his pants a noticeable amount. The tail straps on his pull-ups and shorts kept everything in place, and soon he signed in relief, his bowels completely empty and a warm comfortable mass in the seat of his pants.\n\nThe aroma of his deed was actually comforting to all involved, they regarded it as warm and earthy and it helped break the tension. Todd's own bowels seemed to be willed to move by the scent and he farted more and his own need noticeably intensified.\n\n\"I guess we are,\" Jamie said after having honestly considered it. He knew about couples and gay people in theory, they both did, but somehow they never connected their obviously romantic dynamic to such things. A lot of things made sense now, including people staring at them earlier. He knew that PDA wasn't supposed to be commented on at all, no matter what, and that went doubly so for anything involving procyonids. Which is why everyone went quiet. This standard only applied to speculation or jerring. Knowing friends naturally and with good intent teasing their lovebird peers was fine.\n\nWhile he was thinking, Timmy also started to understand all those things, and it made him start feeling more affectionate. He went up to his brother, hugging him from behind, before moving more to his side, and capturing his brother in a loving kiss. Of course, Jamie returned the gesture, he decided to be a little bold and lick at the younger twin's lips which opened instantly and they began to clumsily wrestle tongues for the first time.. As their young tongues met there was a mutual exclamation of 'oh wow' as their small members swelled in their sheaths feeling pleasantly tight in their used pull ups. They rubbed each other's warm bulges through their pants and at the same time both peed some more, knowing it was a better way to use their goodnites, and of course it felt good to pee themselves while being intimate.\n\nTodd and Bandit decided to follow their lead. Bandit initiated, his firm load comfortable in his pull-up as he pulled his fox lover in for a kiss, feeling his wet crotch, which was newly warm, revealing that the vulpine had casually wet himself again while they were talking. The musky liquid saturating his legs as well. \n\nAs they locked lips, Todd cupped the bulge of Bandit's not-so-accidental poo in his pull-up, not squishing enough to make a mess, but definitely giving the raccoon an intense feeling to remind him of his deed. Being in such proximity to loaded pants made his bowels shift again. He could almost certainly still hold it until the end of recess and longer, but he didn't want to. He was almost as opposed to using the toilet at school as his boyfriend, so without so much as warning said coon, he started carefully pushing as they wrestled tongues. \n\nWith a couple sharp farts, releasing gas bubbles, he went from desperate, to touching. cloth to actively pooping as the first log started to fill and stretch out his thick underwear. The fabric along with the firmness of his load was enough to assure him that it'd be well-contained, almost as good as the pull-ups Bandit and the twins were wearing. Todd wondered if either of them would fill their pants that day, he could tell that Timmy was starting to get desperate, but he didn't think anyone else had caught on. Well, Jamie could probably tell if he bothered to think about it, but Todd didn't think he had.\n\nBandit was still casually cupping Todd's ass through all this and felt the other boy start to go to the bathroom in his trainers. He was surprised, but the last thing he wanted to do was discourage Todd, especially after their discussion earlier revealing just how much the fox was serious about becoming shameless. \"Mmm guess foxy had to go too.\" He teased gently As Todd continued to poop, while cupping the raccoon's own bulge. He was fully out of his sheath in his pull-up and he could feel close to climax. He could feel Todd's canine cock through all those layers probably in the same position.\n\nThe fox kept pushing and bulged out his pants with a healthy daily load. No mistake could be made that the cub did anything but take a dump in his pants. \"Ahhh so warm and full.\" Causing bandit to half moan a 'damn right' Todd murred under his breath and saw stars as he came dry in his wet and messy trainers, letting out the contents of his bladder once more as he came down from the orgasm. \n\nBandit did the same shortly after. And 'i love yous' were exchanged as the duo snuggled leaning against the wall in their afterglow. They knew it was gonna be interesting going into class with full pants. However, he knew they couldn't be compelled to change nor punished. Failure to use the toilet was considered more of a purely social faux pas. Though many more traditionally minded mainlanders found it a rather severe one, especially if done on purpose. None of the students at the school were species who genuinely found the smell of excrement unpleasant, though many would think he was lowering himself to the level of the 'dirty' coon. The truth was he was already very prone to accidents, and before Bandit he had no one who he could be his happy self with. Besides a couple especially loyal friends who still couldn't didn't really understand him. Trying to use the potty was genuinely more trouble than it was worth most of the time, and he was glad to have people in his life that meant he didn't have to worry about it.\n\nAs all this went on, the two ringtail brothers explored each other's mouths and petted eachother's bodies. Their dicks were also stiff as boards in their pull-ups, and they discovered just how good it felt to rub them together when already so worked up. By this time they had figured out that this was 'sex' of some sort, and were slighly bummed they never had let this happen before. They felt something happening and intensifying and kept on frotting. No words needed to be spoken, they were perfectly in tune with one another as they reached their first orgasms in the same instant. Supporting each other's weight as they learned another way to be intimate. They knew this would be the start of many more times. Sharing their love in every way possible was their number one priority.\n\nAfter that very eventful recess, everyone involved went to class. Bandit and Todd had math now, which meant they'd be together, currently they had separate normal teachers, which they were going to try and fix. \"Good luck guys\" the twins wished them, as they went their separate ways. The boys in question had matching bulges under their happily swaying tails as they walked hand-in-hand to class. It was no mystery what they had done, even without the earthy smell of their loads about them. They were a bit nervous for the duo, knowing how much judgement they'd get for messing, especially Todd.\n\nTheir next class was science, which went without a hitch, though Timmy's need to poop was still steadily increasing. He knew that Jamie could definitely tell, as he could tell that the other twin was also starting to need to go. Neither said a word about it to each other though as Timmy let out some farts as they came. If they'd have been paying close attention, they'd have noticed that Timmy was barely worrying about trying to hold it at all, and casually releasing gas as it came, while Jamie was holding it back more, though neither cub noticed the almost subconscious difference in approach. They still thought they'd probably make it until after school, and in times before they'd asked to be excused if really needed. They also wet their goodnites again in science. They were holding up surprisingly well, but definitely were about at their limit. They didn't mind at all, enjoying the warm embrace on their crotches.\n\nReading was their last class of the day. This class was unique as the teacher thought it'd be interesting for the students to have standing desks. Of course, optional because they couldn't compel anyone to stand and disabled kids exist, but Timmy and Jamie saw no reason not to use them, standing side by side at one of the tall tables in the back row, the room had a similar seating arrangement to history, but standing instead of sitting. They were starting kinda slow and just watching a movie adaptation of the last novel they were assigned last year. They'd been promised it collectively, but they ran out of time, and this was to make up for it.\n\nThe boys stood by eachother, for the time needing both hands free to eat, they gently leaned against one another, their matching tails standing proud above their flatulent butts, helping to keep both their shorts and pee-heavy goodnites up and securely in place. The waistbands of the latter garment still showing clearly. Throughout the day they made sure eachother kept that look they found adorable.\n\nThey even had some snacks to have during the movie, namely some Wheat Thins and Mountain Dew, which the twins happily nibbled and sipped on. This did even more to stimulate their bowels, though. And the movie was actually really good. Timmy had to go worse and was squirming almost uncontrollably, a similar position to what Bandit was in at lunch, releasing airly flatulence under his long tail. He couldn't bring himself to ask to be excused and miss any of the movie.\n\n\"I'm gonna do it Jammers\" he whispered to his brother, wanting to finish class in comfort. Jamie didn't even have time to ask what Timmy meant before his brother let his tail flag and made loose fists with each hand, and started pooping his pants in the back of the classroom. He gently grunted and sighed in relief as he filled the back of his goodnites with his firm mess, filling the air around them with the smell of his deed. He'd never done this in school before, not even on accident that he could remember. The most public that he or Jamie had done it was occasionally grocery stores, and every year trick or treating where they never had bothered with the potty and wore their pull-ups everywhere and used them fully.\n\nThe warm fullness in his pants felt so good and was such a relief with how his bowels had been screaming at him. He knew it was obvious to anyone who could see his butt that there was a load in his pants, and he really didn't care. If Bandit and Todd could do it, so could he. He saw some people staring but paid them no mind, only threw an arm around Jamie, entwined his tail with his brother's and told him in a low voice \"You should go too, you'll feel a lot better.\" He said before pressing a peck to his brother's lips.\n\nThat was enough to get Jamie to relax slightly letting out a long fart. It could likely be heard, but anyone who cared had already figured out the boys were pooping their pants so they ignored it. It wasn't all that unusual to have cubs messing at the end of the day, with using the toilets for poop at school being commonly avoided, though rarely were cubs so visibly happy about it. Jamie started to go the same way Timmy had, as the other boy finished. When Timmy's bowels were empty his bladder emptied fully causing his goodnite to leak slightly causing moon matterns and some streams down the legs of his purple shorts, but he didn't care one bit.\n\nJamie loaded his goodnite in turn, grunting in relief as his daily load made its exit. He had to push a bit harder due to having been clenching and trying to hold back before. Timmy was always the braver one after all, who would commit to what he wanted. Jamie would have been too scared to think of instigating it, but he was glad to be pooping his goodnites now that his brother had given him the chance. He sighed happily, his mess settling comfortably into the seat of his shorts, making a matching bulge to his brothers, as their tails remained intertwined, almost as if pridefully displaying their loads. Their tail straps were doing their job and their shorts and pull-ups felt snugly secure. \n\nJamie's bladder hadn't released his own but it was filling up from the Mountain Dew he'd been sucking down, so he just decided to go, soaking his pull-up fully and leaking a bit down his legs, now perfectly matching his twin. All the while in case it wasn't clear enough what they had done their waistbands were still displayed prominently. All the while, they'd still been watching and enjoying the film. While some people were judgmental and weird about them, they also caught some thumbs up and smiles, and made note of cubs they might wanna hit up as potential friends.\n\nWhen class ended, they just walked right out, and started to their home. Hand in hand, tails twirled tightly around each other. They basked joyfully in their love. Their hefty poop bulges sat secure under their tails, and the pee leak spots showed prominently on their shorts. They actually loved being seen and smelled like this. Any bit of shame was destroyed when they remembered Todd and how brave he was to openly love Bandit and go in his pants. If a mainlander could do it, so could they and they wouldn't let anyone make them feel bad for it.\n\nIt was almost like they fast-traveled home, they were so sucked into their own thoughts that they didn't remember most of the trip. As they walked through the door, they were still in their intimate and proud position.\n\n\"Hey daddy!\" they said to the man on the couch. He saw and smelled exactly what had happened. \n\n\"Hi boys\" he said. \"I see you had a fun day and I have a feeling you have a couple questions.\"\n\n\"Why didn't you tell us we were in love?\" Timmy asked simply. He knew their dad must've known, in hindsight how could anyone not have known who remotely knew them.\n\nThis honestly confused the man, he had assumed they had been in a relationship knowingly for at least a few months privately. \"I… I thought you knew\" he said honestly. He thought the questions would be about the prejudice and history. He knew that they usually started teaching with the Procyon wars, and remembered how Mr. Lupe was from his own younger years. And he had a feeling that people had noticed their closeness.\n\n\"Oh…\" Jamie said, before the duo started laughing profusely. \"Wait….\" Jamie said, and another thought hit his mind. \"James and Timothy were a couple too weren't they? And our culture…. Is it more okay with brothers in love?\" The duo thought about their namesakes and their tragic end relatively often. They knew if they hadn't been murdered there was a small chance they could have still been alive and been able to meet them. That would have been very special.\n\n\"Yes, exactly,\" their dad said. \"Twins like you are actually very special. We knew from the beginning that you'd probably be close like this. I'm sorry that we tried to get you guys to not be so close when you were younger, that was me being corrupted by mainlander culture. Before I saw how truly beautiful you and your love is.\"\n\n\"Aww… thank you daddy.\" Both boys said. \n\n\"Also…\" their dad started. \"There's something else I should say about Timothy and James.\" He sighed sadly before continuing. \"That vile general saw them kissing, and that was probably a big part of why he killed them.\" \n\nThe boys grew slightly melancholic at that, and jointly hugged their father. It was a minute or so before the man said \"I love you boys, so much.\"\n\n\"We love you too daddy.\" They responded before deciding to go up to their room. \n\nThen Timmy said \"School was nice, but a lot happened and I kinda wanna take a nap. Do you wanna take a nap with me Jammers? Like… the type of nap where we put on our big goodnites and plastics…\" he continued. They both knew exactly what kind of nap that was. They often did this after messing because they enjoyed the extra intimacy it afforded to snuggle and sleep with full pants. The reason for the additional protection was mostly for pee, though poop leaks were possible and would be even more of a pain.\n\n\"I thought you'd never ask Tim-Tim.\" Jamie giggled and they ran over and took off their wet shorts and threw them into the hamper. Admiring eachother's full loaded bottoms, gently feeling them while kissing. They felt the feeling growing again in their sheaths, but were sleepy and wanted mostly to snuggle. \n\nThen they did what they planned and went over to their closet, grabbing a pair of goodnites each from the second package they had, one size up from their normal ones, to fit over a pair that was already well-used, as well as pairs of plastic pants also one size up from what they might wear in other situations. They each dressed the other in those two garments, keeping their loads comfortable and safe, and then protected from more wetting.\n\nThe twins then went over to the bed and got into it, getting in their familiar snuggling position with eachother. Timmy was in Jamie's arms, being held lovingly. The younger twins' loaded goodnites were warm and a bit squishy on his brother's crotch even with all the extra layers. The boy's long tail snaked once again through his brother's legs. Meeting its partner behind them as they laid on their sides, their tails wrapping up and applying slight pressure to the back of Jamie's full pants. \"Mmm so warm Tim-Tim. I love you so much, and...\" he sniffs the air. \"I love how we smell.\" He says, licking his brother's nape lovingly.\n\n\"I love you too Jammers, so much\" Timmy relaxed feeling safe and loved in his brother's arms, his brother's saliva on his neck relaxing him even more.\n\n\"Do ya think they'd be proud of us, Jammers?\" Timmy mused suddenly after a few minutes.\n\nJamie knew exactly who he was referring to. James and Timothy. Their namesakes separated from them only by the fog of time. And somehow he knew without a shadow of a doubt that the answer was 'yes.' \"They would. I'm sure of it, Tim-Tim.\"\n\nTimmy just nodded, smiling. \"You're right, I don't know how I know, but i do.\" The other ringtail answered. They drifted off to sleep, in their shared loving embrace, feeling both like inseparable parts of the same whole, and like part of something much greater than their small adolescent frames. It was almost as if they could feel the presence of their forebearers with them, validated in their most sacred love.\n\nTheir ringed tails embraced them, forever intertwining a symbol of their love, and a love that lived a million lives before them and will live a million after. Just like James and Timothy before, Jamie and Timmy shared that special sacred love, that of true soulmates, who could never be truly separated, not even through death. Their birthday was November 17th, 100 years to the day after what would have been James and Timothy's 11th birthday. As the boys slept, you could be forgiven for thinking there was one boy or four in that bed rather than two.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Soulmates are a peculiar concept. Many regard them to be completely meaningless supernatural thinking, and that likely is the case. However, what else would you call two people like Jamie and Timmy Bassarisk?

Identical twins, the two have never slept in separate beds. When their parents had tried as babies or toddlers to lay them down to sleep separately, they'd cry and refuse to sleep, or when they were old enough to, manage to end up in the same bed anyway.

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Jamie yawns as he awakens on what will be the brothers' first day of 5 grade, their 11th birthday being only a couple months away. As he comes to awareness, he feels the familiar sensations of the soaked goodnite on his lower half, his brother in his arms, and the other boy's own used pull-up against his own. His twin's long patterned tail was snaked between their legs and intertwined with his own. The boy smiled happily, full of life, and casually started to stroke his womb-mate's side. 'Together' was the natural state for them, anything else felt just plain wrong. After a couple minutes of basking contently in their shared warmth, he feels a stirring in his bladder.

"Wakey wakey sleepyhead." He says into his twin's ear, almost sensually. "We're both already soaked and I hafta pee. I don't wanna get the sheets wet." He explains earnestly. He'd have no issue consciously re-wetting his night-time undergramet if it wasn't already so saturated. He keeps petting the other boy's side and whispering into his ear, seeking to gently awaken him.

Within a minute or so, Timmy did wake up. He noticed how soaked his goodnite was, and the fullness of his bladder. He had a strong feeling his brother was in the same situation, and that's why he'd been woken up. He really didn't wanna pee in the toilet though, so while his brother assumed he was still waking up, he formed a plan.

"C'mon man…" Jamie started, but before he could get the thought out, his slightly smaller twin had bolted out of their bed, pulling him with him, and was now tickling him and already giggling wildly himself. "D...D...Du...de!" Jamie tried to get out through body-shaking laughter, making sure to go on the offensive and return the tickling. He knew the other boy's weak spots like armpits. Any thoughts or ability to control his bladder had left him as his little sheath was squirting a stream into his saturated pull-up.

Timmy was in much the same situation, though he'd been letting himself dribble since the moment he instigated the tickle fight. Jamie had the upper hand, and had pulled Timmy against his chest, tickling his tummy and armpits. As his goodnite's leak guards failed, Timmy felt the warm liquid flowing down his legs leaving a puddle on the linoleum floor at his paws. He was pretty sure he felt Jamie's own pee against the back of his leg. On top of the warmness at his backside, this all-but confirmed that his task had been successful. Timmy still tried to get some tickling in where he could along his brother's sides and wherever else he could reach, but he was pretty much entirely overpowered.

Timmy's previous suspicions were fully confirmed when the bigger twin turned him around and pinned him gently to the ground, sitting down on him, the fountain of his pee meeting Timmy's crotch via gravity. Both boys could now see their own and each other's extremely sodden padding. Any sign of wetness indicators was long gone and the golden musky essence pooled around them.

Throughout this all they'd been giggling like crazy. Timmy had kept getting tickles in when he could, mostly to make sure his brother's bladder fully emptied on them. Now they were both getting a bit tired and Jamie collapsed on top of Timmy as they finished peeing, their puddles combining and soaking the fur around their bellies and legs. They basked comfortably in the warmth of what could not reasonably be considered an accident on either side. The boys were a bit out of breath, breathing heavily as their continued snuggling guaranteed that they effectively scent-marked eachother.

"You did that on purpose." Jamie remarked. There was no judgment in his voice, only fact. He actually wore a beaming smile on his face, inches away from Timmy's own smirking visage.

Jamie's boyish breath was warm against Timmy's face. It created a pleasant and 'funny' feeling in his tummy, sheath, and generally his whole body. Jamie has made him feel like this for as long as he could remember. He didn't know quite what to call it, but he knew he liked it, and he really really liked the fur causing it. Without a second thought he lifted his head and pressed his lips against his brother's.

Jamie of course reciprocated the short peck. His feelings were much the same as his brother's. They'd heard some people say brothers weren't supposed to kiss, but that never made any sense to either of them. Who else would they kiss? Maybe some of their good friends, but no one meant more to them than each other, and they couldn't remember a time when they didn't kiss.

"'Course I did silly Jammers." Timmy answered with a cocky grin after the kiss was done, sticking his tongue out. "You know I wasn't gonna use the potty if I could help it, and I knew you'd have fun too soggypants." He giggled good-naturedly, and gently squished the other's well-used padding. "I'm pretty sure I heard you peeing literally the second I got you out of bed, just like me."

"Yeah yeah yeah." Jamie blushed slightly under his fur and responded with joking dismissal, knowing just how right his brother was. He then got up, helping Timmy back to his feet at the same time.

"Now that we don't gotta pee any more, let's get dressed and go down for breakfast" Timmy said, a jig in his step as he remembered what day it was, his goodnite still leaking small streams of pee down his legs.

Jamie sniffed the air, taking in the warm pervasive smell of their combined musk, and then started giggling softly. "Ya sure ya don't wanna shower this morning bro?" He said beaming, having a feeling he knew the answer already.

"Nuh uh" Timmy responded and shook his head. "I uh.." he blushed warmly and swallowed. "I like how we smell… a lot. We smell like ourselves and even better we smell like each other." The last part made his heart feel warm as he instinctively took ahold of Jamie's hand.

"Y'know, I don't even think daddy can tell our scents apart" The other ringtail remarked, and sniffed deeply again, returning the affectionate gesture/ Though he could smell the same powerful cocktail that Timmy could of their scents beautifully intermingling. "Come to think of it, I like this too." He said simply as he lovingly squeezed Timmy's hand.

He started walking with Timmy to their dresser, they picked out matching t-shirts and purple cargo shorts. Jamie reached for the underwear drawer, but Timmy brought up a paw to stop his.

"Actually uh…" He suddenly looked very nervous, which put Jamie into protector mode as he instinctively hugged his other half and rubbed his back.

"It's okay Tim-tim." Jamie assured gently. "What's up?"

Timmy brought up the courage to grab a couple matching ATV goodnites from their package on top of the dresser. "D...daddy… um..." He swallowed again as Jamie did the best he could to comfort him, rubbing his back and kissing his head fur. This was enough to cause Timmy to relax, enough that he let out another stream of pee into his over-saturated pull-up, which just ran down both of their legs. "Daddy said we could, if we could handle it, and I wanna Jammers, I really really wanna. I'm ready,"

Jamie's face lit up and he hugged his brother tight. "Of course Tim-tim. I know how adorable you are with your pull-up waistband peekin and stuff, and apparently we look the same to other peeps. I'd never say no to looking that cute..." He kissed Timmy again on the lips, which was returned eagerly, by the other cub who had transitioned from nervous to bouncing and excited.

"Thank you thank you thank you thank you Jaaamers." He almost sang the nickname, dancing in his sagging goodnite. "Today's gonna be so awesome, we get to smell like eachother and wear our pull-ups and it's just gonna be so much fun…."

"Speakin' of pull-ups, soggytail, we should get some fresh ones on 'fore you make us need to get a wetvac." Jamie giggled, causing Timmy to look around and see all the little puddles he was leaving, though Jamie wasn't innocent himself, a fresh stream down his leg and small puddle revealing his lack of real concern. Still, Timmy blushed and grabbed a towel quickly wiping up the bulk of the pee, Jamie grabbing one as well to help.

The two then made their way over to their diaper pail and hamper. And started helping eachother with their used goodnites. This was customary, though only terribly necessarily on occasions their pull-ups were more than wet.

Jamie knelt before Timmy, and snoofed his crotch. The scent of his brother, with his own as a strong undertone sent shivers down his spine and gave him the familiar feeling of butterflies in his tummy. He was barely aware of the full sensation in his sheath, still in his own pull-up as he pressed his damp mammal nose directly to his brother's crotch, making the boy giggle and shoot out a spurt of urine, most of which ended up on Jamie's muzzle. The warmth on his face sent another jolt down his spine.

He felt the tip of his brother's cock through the warm soggy garments and the piss meeting the padding, before dripping. out of the leak guards onto his face. This intensified everything he was feeling and he let the same happen in his own pull-up, though with some difficulty from his semi-stiff member. Peeing at the same time as his brother was exciting for him.

"Get on with it silly!" Timmy teased. "I love this but we're just leakin more on the floor." Jamie saw the smaller boy's point and shook himself out of his trance, undoing the tail strap and gently slipping his fingers into the waistband, making sure not to scratch his brother's furred hips as he tore the sides. He balled up the garment and threw it into the diaper pail, leaving a near copy of himself standing with a damp crotch and damp streams down the fur his legs of their combined pee. A flash of pink showing as his cocktip peeked.

Then it was Timmy's turn to do the same, including the snoofing, which always was the best part of changing, though he didn't let himself pee on the floor. The boys actually never had any trouble holding their pee besides being bedwetters, they just often let themselves leak while in goodnites or other situations where it wasn't a big deal to worry about the potty. Timmy wanted to eat breakfast so didn't linger with getting Jamie's pull-up off as Jamie had own.

When they were done, Timmy wiped up the last of the dribbles and put the towels in the hamper. Left were two nearly identical adolescent boys with tall frames. Their fur was wet with both their own and the others pee from the waist down and their little dicks were peeking out of their sheaths, though they didn't really know what that meant. They did briefly grind crotches on mutual instinct, feeling but not fixating on the tingles as they further swapped their scents. They had no shame around each other.

Once they were satisfied with their scents, they dressed each other. They could dress themselves of course, but they found that everything was easier and felt better with the one they loved most in the world doing it.

In turn, each brother opened the other's goodnite, helped their counterpart into it, leg by leg, and firmly fastened the tail strap, doing the same for their shorts, and then putting one another in their t-shirts. This was punctuated by giggles, petting, and what would be described as groping by sexually aware onlookers. It was clear that their adolescent hormones were running high and making them even more intimate, and even more obviously a romantic couple in the eyes of everyone around them, though they'd yet to realize that themselves.

In no time, they were identically dressed in their cartoon t-shirts and purple shorts. The last thing they did was adjust each other so that their blue goodnite waist-bands were unmistakable but still being worn properly. If they were gonna wear their pull-ups to school then they weren't gonna half-ass it.

"God you're cute." They said to each other at the same time, giggling and blushing. "No you." Each continued, which made them laugh even more. If their bladders weren't empty they'd be getting strong jolts in them from this.

The duo exited their room and descended the steps hand-in-hand. Their dad was there, drinking his coffee and reading the paper. There were fresh pancakes on the table, as well as milk and Mountain Dew for them to drink. "Hey daddy." They said, smiling.

Their dad sniffed the air and then regarded the choice of undergarment peeking casually over their shorts with a bemused expression. He even was pretty sure he saw a yellowed area in the fur of Jamie's face. "I see you boys decided to go all in. Good job Timmy, convincing Jamie to do what you've both been wanting to do for years."

The boys blushed at this bashfully, but couldn't argue. Their dad could read them well. Jamie was always a bit more conservative about their pull-ups, but he had to admit to himself that walking the halls hand-in-hand with his other half, in their current attire and smelling of eachother's pee was something he'd dreamed of. The truth being that Timmy was always the stronger and more confident cub, despite outward appearances.

He couldn't count the number of times they'd peed their pants on purpose in public at Timmy's suggestion and insistence. 'C'mon Jammers, let's just let it go. The bathroom's are too far away and I dun wanna bother' was a common thing for him to hear, and he always complied. Wearing their pull-ups was a big step though, admitting to himself that he genuinely wanted to pee himself and didn't mind the world knowing.

Each boy grabbed a plate of pancakes and a glass of each drink. They drank with straws, and ate with forks, but never paid any mind to who's plate, fork or, or cub was who's. They even fed each other bites nearly as often as themselves. This intimate routine has been in place for as long as they could remember.

When they were done with breakfast they washed their paws and started the few block walk to their elementary school, holding hands, chatting, and smiling the whole way there. To any onlookers who couldn't see their heights they likely looked roughly half their age, with their bright clothes and pull-up waistbands shamelessly showing, as well as matching cartoon themed backpacks. They were excited to start their new classes and their new teachers. They'd already made triple-sure that they were assigned to all the same teachers. The one year they hadn't checked that one last time was 3rd grade, where somehow Timmy and Jamie got put in a different class at the last minute despite their own and their father's clear conditions, and previous assurances. Needless to say they had abjectly refused to be separated. Instead they curled up on the floor in the hall with each other and voided their bladders, laying in a puddle of their combined urine to deter further attempts to make them go anywhere separately until things got worked out.

A naive onlooker might call it a tantrum, but the boys and the school administration had seen it for the savvy ploy it was. It wasn't that they expected disgust at the fluid itself, but rather they knew that invoking force at that moment would constitute 'an incident' and their local Procyon Bureau would get involved. It took roughly until lunch for everything to be dealt with. They ended up taking a comfy soggy nap and went on with their day with no shame or hesitation once they were placed in the same classroom. This event may well have been what made them fall in love with the idea of smelling of their combined essence.

In any case, about 10 minutes after leaving their house they walked through the doors of the school. The first cub they knew that they saw was a young raccoon a couple grades below them, Bandit. Despite his younger age he was their closest friend in the world

"Hey guys!" The coonie said, smiling at the duo, and seeing their matching peeking waistbands. "I see," he started before sniffing the air and giggling slightly, "and also smell, you decided to go for it." he said, smiling at them and flashing them a thumbs up. It was little secret to him how much Timmy especially wanted this. He was in a similar situation himself smelling of his nightly pee, and wearing a pull-up, though his was the largest side of 'toddler' pull-up and he didn't actually pee while asleep.

"You don't usually wear your pull-ups to school either do yaBandit? Timmy asked

Bandit just grinned, "Nah, but over the summer I've been goin poop at around noon, and I don't feel like trying to hold it til I get home. I may as well dress prepared." He explained simply before adding cheekily. "Plus, pee breaks are soooo last year and leaving puddles when i do it in my cloth trainers pisses off Mrs. Lotor." He giggled after the last part, shaking his head thinking of the batty old raccoon, who taught both second and third grade. Even the mainlanders barely cared about leaking cubs and pee puddles, but she was raised in a different time.

Timmy and Jamie were a bit surprised that Bandit was planning to poop himself on purpose in the middle of the day, and likely make a habit of it, though it wasn't a huge shock. That raccoon by some measures used the toilet more than they did, but had absolutely no shame or hesitation about going in his pants in front of anyone and everyone.

The only time they usually pooped their pull-ups or undies was playing by themselves or friends such as Bandit, at home, which now that they thought about it meant it happened at least a couple times every week.

The duo went on with starting their school day, saying hello to some of their friends and acquaintances as they met them. None of them seemed to mind their prominent wearing of training pants, even the more bullyish of the mainlanders didn't seem to regard them any /worse/, besides one prickish badger who called them 'gross diapered racctrash', which actually brought more judgment from 90 percent of students on him then to the boys, who were mostly considered a source of entertainment by most of the few other racists, and just eccentric by everyone else They didn't like being seen as entertainment to bigots, but they knew from experience that once people saw them for the people they were they often changed their tune.

Now that they were in 5th grade, they had 4 classes every day to prepare for middle school, and as they had already confirmed, they had the same teachers all day. They always sat by each other, even in classes with assigned seating, another thing that they made sure of beforehand.

Their first class was math, which went off pretty uneventfully. The teacher was a coati who was bemused by boldness and proud of them for being themselves. He also noticed how close the boys were, and wondered how much they even knew about their own bond. It'd been since college that he'd last seen a set of bonded twins. He decided to take the responsibility to talk to them if their own family neglected it for whatever reason. Any mainlander supremacists that may be in the class didn't dare speak up with a procyonid teacher.

Their next class was History. This year was gonna be focused largely on the great Procyon wars, when the Raccoons, Ringtails, and their other relatives defended their land form hostile mainland invaders only about a century before. It was interesting for the boys because they didn't actually live in their homeland, but on the mainland. Their ancestors had migrated overseas before the time of the wars. They remember hearing from their grandparents how much stigma and oppression them and the even older generations had faced. Now the overt racists were limited mostly to rich kids from old money, and they were looked down on by everyone else. Though the administration of the school either didn't know or didn't care that teachers such as Mr. Lupe existed still trying to 'subtly' spread old attitudes, though to all but the bigots in denial it was transparent and laughable.

Hearing about the wars from what was essentially the losing and aggressive side was amusing. Of course, the teacher made an attempt to be 'woke' and talk about their people with respect, but the undertone when describing the generals of the mainland was definitely that of undue reverence.

Jamie had his arm draped around Timmy's shoulders as they relaxed the best they could in their seats. They had their tails sticking out of the back of their chairs and twirling around each other. The white part of them were in some parts slightly yellowed from their fun in the morning, further advertising their peculiarities. The seating arrangement was pretty much ideal in this classroom with rows of tables each only seating two. They were near the back, but still paying good attention to the teacher.

"General Amos Wasbeer is also known among Procyonids as 'Great Amos the Wet' on account of his…. Errr unusual toileting habits." The teacher, an elderly wolf man, said and made a face, a period black and white photograph of the raccoon man in a simple military uniform, complete with a clearly soaked crotch was projected on the screen in the front of the room, on the powerpoint.

This caused some people in the class to burst into giggling, some laughing at the man on the screen, but more including the twins, laughing with him at the expense of their slightly disgusted and unamused teacher. "Get a load of Mr Lupe, Jammers!" Timmy shout-whispered and giggled, using his arm that wasn't embracing the other ringie in question to suppress it. "Gods, I'd pay to see what he'll think of littly Bandy in a couple years." He said and remembering that his own bladder was starting to fill up, relaxed in his seat, wetting his goodnite, the warm fluid soaking into the garment, which hugged his sheath and balls in warmth. "Mmmm"

"Oh frick, you're right." Jamie said quietly, giggling to himself at the mental image of Bandit loading his pull-up under the nose of the powerless mean old dog. He then looked over because he heard a faint trickle from his brother's crotch, and saw the look on his twin's face, before hearing the sigh of relief. "Also, are you….." he asked, already knowing the answer which was further confirmed by a quick nod. "Good thinking, Tim-Tim." He said and did the same, instinctively hugging Timmy a bit harder with his one arm while he wet his pull-up. Doing so in public was new and exciting to him, but felt extremely natural.

"Anyway" The old bitter wolf said in an extended snarl, smart enough to know to many he was the butt of the joke, and changed the slide. He didn't realize what the boys in the back had done, but he already had embarrassed himself at the beginning of class by getting their attention and awkwardly trying to find a way to chastise them for their pull-ups and closeness without getting fired. He had failed and ended up having to just send them to their seats looking like an idiot.

"Enough of that." he said, referring to both the laughter and the hero who'd been on the screen he failed at pretending not to hate. Now he was replaced by an ugly war criminal wolf. "General Lune was the mainlander chief general, a brave noble man, he was caught on the wrong side of history…" The lesson continued, the old wolf simping for the man who the boys knew from their family had murdered their great great uncles who on top of being civilians were only their age. They also had been identical twins. The wolf general had been on a supply mission and saw the boys playing in their yard due to the townspeople not having realized the invasion had spread to where they were. They were in wet pants and according to his journals Benjamin Lune had 'shot them dead like the beasts they were.' Timmy and Jamie were named in honor of them 'Timothy and James Bassarisco.'

The ringtail couple relaxed for the rest of class, the waistbands of their pull-ups still showing prominently, they'd been getting some weird looks all day, from the few bigots but nothing too bad, since that one badger. A coyote boy sitting at the table to their left sniffed the air and shot them a judgemental look, being able to tell that they had used their pull-ups from how the pee smell around them had intensified. They knew damn well that canines didn't find scents like that unpleasant and it was their actions themselves he took judgemental exception to. Timmy simply flashed him a middle finger, stuck his tongue out, and flashed the top of his soggy pull-up, showing clear yellow discoloration and fading designs. Of course he was careful not to get the teacher's attention, not that he could get him on much more than the vulgarity of the gesture.

Jamie nearly burst out in laughter at that. "Tim-Tim?!" He shout-whispered. surprised by his brother's boldness, but actually proud of him. The boy in question smiled at him, which caused Jamie to wrap both arms around him, pulling him close into a hug, before pressing a lingering intimate kiss on his mouth. "I love you" he said simply, those words feeling like the best thing to say.

"I love you too Jammers" Timmy responded, gently brushing his paw down Jamie's cheek and returning the previous kiss for even longer. The two stayed like that for some time, lost in the moment in eachother's love.

By the time they broke apart again, the classroom had gone silent around them. While their public displays of affection were usually seen as a bit unusual, nothing like this had happened before. The boys were genuinely concerned and embraced each other in comfort, sitting back in their seats more or less 'normally'.

Jamie was the first to speak, taking the role of protecting his brother and them as a collective. "Is something the matter?" He asked sharply, though sincerely. He genuinely had no idea why the atmosphere had gotten so icy. Even Mr. Lupe was staring right at them.

For some reason not clear to them, Jamie's question set the class back into normal action. There were shaking heads and mutterings of 'no,' and 'of course not' even from the teacher. This made Jamie and Timmy even more confused, but they didn't really have time to dwell on it, as class quickly wrapped up, with the teacher giving them homework and sending them on to lunch.

At their school, lunch was at the same time for third, fourth, and fifth grade, which made them happy. They could eat with their younger friend Bandit.

After getting their trays of food, they found Bandit and sat down by him. "Hey Bandit!" they both said slightly staggered. Timmy then sniffed out of habit, smelling Bandit's overnight pee as before, as well as unsurprisingly the smell of his wet pull-up, revealing he'd wet sometime in the last few hours himself. There was also a third smell which was exciting to smell in a school setting to him. Bandit by now was having a clear need to poop. His silent but deadly farts could clearly be smelled and once Timmy noticed that he also noticed his twitchy tail and general fidgety demeanour.

"Hey there Jammers, Tim-Tim" he said to each respectively as he nodded at them, He was the only other person they liked calling them their internal nick-names for eachother.

The boys giggled at this, something about hearing those names from a third party was extremely fun. Timmy reached over and causally squished Bandit's crotch once they'd sat down. "Yep, exactly what i thought, nice warm pull-up, just like ours." He flashed his padding at the younger raccoon, similar to how he did to the coyote boy, but to rather different results. Jamie did the same, just to prove the point. They were meant with a giggling slightly blushy coon.

"You guuuys!" He said in an exaggerated whine, smiling widely, and semi-instinctively leaning to one side and letting out a long airy fair. "Ahhh" he signed in relief, though the fullness in his tummy and tailhole only grew.

The ringtail boys sniffed the air, ir being clear how bad the raccoon needed to go. "Another thing I could smell before." Timmy said. "You really do have to poop." He was still in awe of Bandit's commitment and nonchalance in his plan that would lead to a load in his pull-up.

"Mhm." Bandit nodded, "And you both know you couldn't pay me to use the toilet here." He said sticking his tongue out. This was definitely true, they'd seen the young raccoon fill the seat of the cloth trainers he'd always worn to school before, of course without plastic pants. As well as having heard of it happening more than a few times they hadn't seen it or the aftermath directly. Just it'd always been unplanned and near the end of the day due to being the only valid option to the boy.

As he said that, giggling and farting up a storm, another boy walked up to the table, a fox boy. Usually this would be a bit worrying as most mainlanders didn't exactly think it was nearly as cool as they did to wear pull-ups and go in their pants. Not all procyonids did either, but all that they knew at most thought they were silly. Most mainladers were harmless, but even some of the ones who weren't usually that bad would have reacted with irrational anger at that scene. It was those that they were worried about.

Thankfully though, Todd was far from a typical mainlander. Bandit had told them about him. He showed up over the summer and fast became good friends with Bandit. Todd knew of them too, and they managed to hang out once over the summer together, but scheduling never quite worked out. Unlike the other three, Todd wasn't currently in pull-ups, though he was no stranger to them, what he was wearing though to too many might be even worse. Besides his normal graphic T he was wearing black shorts and thick cloth training undies underneath. All the boys could tell that the fox had soaked his trainers and shorts, though nothing was visual, their noises didn't lie.

Still the fox was chipper and happy though somewhat bashful. "Hey guys" he said and sat down with them, meeting a 'hey Todd' in return from each of the other boys.

Bandit being aware of the elephant in the room, so to speak, and still feeling somewhat guilty rehashed a conversation the two initially had at their first recess. The older boys didn't get that one sadly, now down to only lunch recess. "You really didn't have to do that, you know." Bandit said, seeming to refer to the condition of Todd's pants.

"Bandyyyy, it's okay I had ta go potty, you suggested going in my pants, so I did." He pressed a peck to the coon's lips. "Plus if you were using your nose you'd know I went again just a few minutes ago." He said slyly. He grabbed a hold of one of Bandit's handpaws and gently pressed it against his crotch so he could feel the wetness. "See?"

Bandit dumbly nodded, usually the more confident and shameless one. He obviously had been a better influence than he thought. "That fox, man." he said jokingly, shaking his head, the others all chuckled with him. At that, he farted casually again, Todd just now noticing the extent of his need.

"Someone's gonna be a stinky coon." Todd teased, and farted himself, shifting his weight to one side momentarily, showing that he had his own need though it was less intense. Bandit didn't know what to make of that so focused on the first part.

"Mayyybe." He fibbed. He knew beyond a shadow of a doubt the answer was yes.

By that time, the 4 of them were finished with their lunches. They dumped their trays and headed out to recess. Each duo walking hand-in-hand. One set behind the other. All of the cubs were treated as somewhat of a spectacle to a certain segment of the student body, Bandit and Todd got more stares and mean looks, which slightly confused the twins. They reasoned that they likely couldn't tell that Bandit had to go to the bathroom, because they were just passing. Even if they could, cubs having to poop wasn't unusual at all. Any of them would wait til the last minute to poop in the toilet at school, and some like Bandit would rather go in their pants than even consider it, though usually they didn't pre-meditate it.

Once they got out to the playground, the four of them walked over to what had before been Timmy, Jamie, and Bandit's 'spot,' though now of course Todd was included in that too. It was by a four-square board that was never played, and under some roof overhang of the school that happened to have no doors nearby. All the while, Bandit's tail was starting to twitch as he let out flatulence, the aroma of his need filling the air, forming an invisible cloud behind the party.

Timmy was faintly starting to feel a similar need, but it wasn't all that urgent. He figured he would likely get through the rest of the day. He let out a fart, pretty much unnoticed. "So Bandit, Todd" He started, "I noticed a lot of the racists were staring at you two when we were walking by, why was that?" He asked simply.

Bandit was initially confused, finding the answer to be obvious, but then he remembered just how long the boy's family had been on the mainland. Also, how the boys were so completely fulfilled by each other's company as well as their few other friends, that romance likely had never come to mind, though he mused they already had that as much or more as anyone else. Basically. they didn't really have a need to think about relationships and stuff, and the specific breed of bigotry that is associated with them. Younger though he might be, Bandit was more worldly in that way.

"We're boyfriends, Timmy, and everyone knows." He answered simply. "They think Todd is a betrayer or something stupid like that for liking me." He laughed at that notion, as did Todd, who kissed him again."Love you foxy."

"You too, Bandy" Todd said, smiling huge. Then Todd thought for a second and had to ask a question to the twins "Ain't you guys a couple too?" He asked them plainly. "I heard some of the 5th graders in the hall talking about the 'fag ringmutt twins' making out in class, and well… that was you guys right?" He'd always assumed they were.

Bandit started nervously chewing on his fingers at this. He knew he had to bring this up with the twins at some point, but hadn't gotten around to it. He also at this point was so overwhelmed by his need he had no choice but to, standing right there, let his tail flag sharply up and gently push on his bowels. With minimal effort, and still eyes glued to the situation at hand, he started filling his pull-up with his daily load. The smell changed from that of need to an 'accident' as his logs formed a bulge in his pull-up even bulging his pants a noticeable amount. The tail straps on his pull-ups and shorts kept everything in place, and soon he signed in relief, his bowels completely empty and a warm comfortable mass in the seat of his pants.

The aroma of his deed was actually comforting to all involved, they regarded it as warm and earthy and it helped break the tension. Todd's own bowels seemed to be willed to move by the scent and he farted more and his own need noticeably intensified.

"I guess we are," Jamie said after having honestly considered it. He knew about couples and gay people in theory, they both did, but somehow they never connected their obviously romantic dynamic to such things. A lot of things made sense now, including people staring at them earlier. He knew that PDA wasn't supposed to be commented on at all, no matter what, and that went doubly so for anything involving procyonids. Which is why everyone went quiet. This standard only applied to speculation or jerring. Knowing friends naturally and with good intent teasing their lovebird peers was fine.

While he was thinking, Timmy also started to understand all those things, and it made him start feeling more affectionate. He went up to his brother, hugging him from behind, before moving more to his side, and capturing his brother in a loving kiss. Of course, Jamie returned the gesture, he decided to be a little bold and lick at the younger twin's lips which opened instantly and they began to clumsily wrestle tongues for the first time.. As their young tongues met there was a mutual exclamation of 'oh wow' as their small members swelled in their sheaths feeling pleasantly tight in their used pull ups. They rubbed each other's warm bulges through their pants and at the same time both peed some more, knowing it was a better way to use their goodnites, and of course it felt good to pee themselves while being intimate.

Todd and Bandit decided to follow their lead. Bandit initiated, his firm load comfortable in his pull-up as he pulled his fox lover in for a kiss, feeling his wet crotch, which was newly warm, revealing that the vulpine had casually wet himself again while they were talking. The musky liquid saturating his legs as well.

As they locked lips, Todd cupped the bulge of Bandit's not-so-accidental poo in his pull-up, not squishing enough to make a mess, but definitely giving the raccoon an intense feeling to remind him of his deed. Being in such proximity to loaded pants made his bowels shift again. He could almost certainly still hold it until the end of recess and longer, but he didn't want to. He was almost as opposed to using the toilet at school as his boyfriend, so without so much as warning said coon, he started carefully pushing as they wrestled tongues.

With a couple sharp farts, releasing gas bubbles, he went from desperate, to touching. cloth to actively pooping as the first log started to fill and stretch out his thick underwear. The fabric along with the firmness of his load was enough to assure him that it'd be well-contained, almost as good as the pull-ups Bandit and the twins were wearing. Todd wondered if either of them would fill their pants that day, he could tell that Timmy was starting to get desperate, but he didn't think anyone else had caught on. Well, Jamie could probably tell if he bothered to think about it, but Todd didn't think he had.

Bandit was still casually cupping Todd's ass through all this and felt the other boy start to go to the bathroom in his trainers. He was surprised, but the last thing he wanted to do was discourage Todd, especially after their discussion earlier revealing just how much the fox was serious about becoming shameless. "Mmm guess foxy had to go too." He teased gently As Todd continued to poop, while cupping the raccoon's own bulge. He was fully out of his sheath in his pull-up and he could feel close to climax. He could feel Todd's canine cock through all those layers probably in the same position.

The fox kept pushing and bulged out his pants with a healthy daily load. No mistake could be made that the cub did anything but take a dump in his pants. "Ahhh so warm and full." Causing bandit to half moan a 'damn right' Todd murred under his breath and saw stars as he came dry in his wet and messy trainers, letting out the contents of his bladder once more as he came down from the orgasm.

Bandit did the same shortly after. And 'i love yous' were exchanged as the duo snuggled leaning against the wall in their afterglow. They knew it was gonna be interesting going into class with full pants. However, he knew they couldn't be compelled to change nor punished. Failure to use the toilet was considered more of a purely social faux pas. Though many more traditionally minded mainlanders found it a rather severe one, especially if done on purpose. None of the students at the school were species who genuinely found the smell of excrement unpleasant, though many would think he was lowering himself to the level of the 'dirty' coon. The truth was he was already very prone to accidents, and before Bandit he had no one who he could be his happy self with. Besides a couple especially loyal friends who still couldn't didn't really understand him. Trying to use the potty was genuinely more trouble than it was worth most of the time, and he was glad to have people in his life that meant he didn't have to worry about it.

As all this went on, the two ringtail brothers explored each other's mouths and petted eachother's bodies. Their dicks were also stiff as boards in their pull-ups, and they discovered just how good it felt to rub them together when already so worked up. By this time they had figured out that this was 'sex' of some sort, and were slighly bummed they never had let this happen before. They felt something happening and intensifying and kept on frotting. No words needed to be spoken, they were perfectly in tune with one another as they reached their first orgasms in the same instant. Supporting each other's weight as they learned another way to be intimate. They knew this would be the start of many more times. Sharing their love in every way possible was their number one priority.

After that very eventful recess, everyone involved went to class. Bandit and Todd had math now, which meant they'd be together, currently they had separate normal teachers, which they were going to try and fix. "Good luck guys" the twins wished them, as they went their separate ways. The boys in question had matching bulges under their happily swaying tails as they walked hand-in-hand to class. It was no mystery what they had done, even without the earthy smell of their loads about them. They were a bit nervous for the duo, knowing how much judgement they'd get for messing, especially Todd.

Their next class was science, which went without a hitch, though Timmy's need to poop was still steadily increasing. He knew that Jamie could definitely tell, as he could tell that the other twin was also starting to need to go. Neither said a word about it to each other though as Timmy let out some farts as they came. If they'd have been paying close attention, they'd have noticed that Timmy was barely worrying about trying to hold it at all, and casually releasing gas as it came, while Jamie was holding it back more, though neither cub noticed the almost subconscious difference in approach. They still thought they'd probably make it until after school, and in times before they'd asked to be excused if really needed. They also wet their goodnites again in science. They were holding up surprisingly well, but definitely were about at their limit. They didn't mind at all, enjoying the warm embrace on their crotches.

Reading was their last class of the day. This class was unique as the teacher thought it'd be interesting for the students to have standing desks. Of course, optional because they couldn't compel anyone to stand and disabled kids exist, but Timmy and Jamie saw no reason not to use them, standing side by side at one of the tall tables in the back row, the room had a similar seating arrangement to history, but standing instead of sitting. They were starting kinda slow and just watching a movie adaptation of the last novel they were assigned last year. They'd been promised it collectively, but they ran out of time, and this was to make up for it.

The boys stood by eachother, for the time needing both hands free to eat, they gently leaned against one another, their matching tails standing proud above their flatulent butts, helping to keep both their shorts and pee-heavy goodnites up and securely in place. The waistbands of the latter garment still showing clearly. Throughout the day they made sure eachother kept that look they found adorable.

They even had some snacks to have during the movie, namely some Wheat Thins and Mountain Dew, which the twins happily nibbled and sipped on. This did even more to stimulate their bowels, though. And the movie was actually really good. Timmy had to go worse and was squirming almost uncontrollably, a similar position to what Bandit was in at lunch, releasing airly flatulence under his long tail. He couldn't bring himself to ask to be excused and miss any of the movie.

"I'm gonna do it Jammers" he whispered to his brother, wanting to finish class in comfort. Jamie didn't even have time to ask what Timmy meant before his brother let his tail flag and made loose fists with each hand, and started pooping his pants in the back of the classroom. He gently grunted and sighed in relief as he filled the back of his goodnites with his firm mess, filling the air around them with the smell of his deed. He'd never done this in school before, not even on accident that he could remember. The most public that he or Jamie had done it was occasionally grocery stores, and every year trick or treating where they never had bothered with the potty and wore their pull-ups everywhere and used them fully.

The warm fullness in his pants felt so good and was such a relief with how his bowels had been screaming at him. He knew it was obvious to anyone who could see his butt that there was a load in his pants, and he really didn't care. If Bandit and Todd could do it, so could he. He saw some people staring but paid them no mind, only threw an arm around Jamie, entwined his tail with his brother's and told him in a low voice "You should go too, you'll feel a lot better." He said before pressing a peck to his brother's lips.

That was enough to get Jamie to relax slightly letting out a long fart. It could likely be heard, but anyone who cared had already figured out the boys were pooping their pants so they ignored it. It wasn't all that unusual to have cubs messing at the end of the day, with using the toilets for poop at school being commonly avoided, though rarely were cubs so visibly happy about it. Jamie started to go the same way Timmy had, as the other boy finished. When Timmy's bowels were empty his bladder emptied fully causing his goodnite to leak slightly causing moon matterns and some streams down the legs of his purple shorts, but he didn't care one bit.

Jamie loaded his goodnite in turn, grunting in relief as his daily load made its exit. He had to push a bit harder due to having been clenching and trying to hold back before. Timmy was always the braver one after all, who would commit to what he wanted. Jamie would have been too scared to think of instigating it, but he was glad to be pooping his goodnites now that his brother had given him the chance. He sighed happily, his mess settling comfortably into the seat of his shorts, making a matching bulge to his brothers, as their tails remained intertwined, almost as if pridefully displaying their loads. Their tail straps were doing their job and their shorts and pull-ups felt snugly secure.

Jamie's bladder hadn't released his own but it was filling up from the Mountain Dew he'd been sucking down, so he just decided to go, soaking his pull-up fully and leaking a bit down his legs, now perfectly matching his twin. All the while in case it wasn't clear enough what they had done their waistbands were still displayed prominently. All the while, they'd still been watching and enjoying the film. While some people were judgmental and weird about them, they also caught some thumbs up and smiles, and made note of cubs they might wanna hit up as potential friends.

When class ended, they just walked right out, and started to their home. Hand in hand, tails twirled tightly around each other. They basked joyfully in their love. Their hefty poop bulges sat secure under their tails, and the pee leak spots showed prominently on their shorts. They actually loved being seen and smelled like this. Any bit of shame was destroyed when they remembered Todd and how brave he was to openly love Bandit and go in his pants. If a mainlander could do it, so could they and they wouldn't let anyone make them feel bad for it.

It was almost like they fast-traveled home, they were so sucked into their own thoughts that they didn't remember most of the trip. As they walked through the door, they were still in their intimate and proud position.

"Hey daddy!" they said to the man on the couch. He saw and smelled exactly what had happened.

"Hi boys" he said. "I see you had a fun day and I have a feeling you have a couple questions."

"Why didn't you tell us we were in love?" Timmy asked simply. He knew their dad must've known, in hindsight how could anyone not have known who remotely knew them.

This honestly confused the man, he had assumed they had been in a relationship knowingly for at least a few months privately. "I… I thought you knew" he said honestly. He thought the questions would be about the prejudice and history. He knew that they usually started teaching with the Procyon wars, and remembered how Mr. Lupe was from his own younger years. And he had a feeling that people had noticed their closeness.

"Oh…" Jamie said, before the duo started laughing profusely. "Wait…." Jamie said, and another thought hit his mind. "James and Timothy were a couple too weren't they? And our culture…. Is it more okay with brothers in love?" The duo thought about their namesakes and their tragic end relatively often. They knew if they hadn't been murdered there was a small chance they could have still been alive and been able to meet them. That would have been very special.

"Yes, exactly," their dad said. "Twins like you are actually very special. We knew from the beginning that you'd probably be close like this. I'm sorry that we tried to get you guys to not be so close when you were younger, that was me being corrupted by mainlander culture. Before I saw how truly beautiful you and your love is."

"Aww… thank you daddy." Both boys said.

"Also…" their dad started. "There's something else I should say about Timothy and James." He sighed sadly before continuing. "That vile general saw them kissing, and that was probably a big part of why he killed them."

The boys grew slightly melancholic at that, and jointly hugged their father. It was a minute or so before the man said "I love you boys, so much."

"We love you too daddy." They responded before deciding to go up to their room.

Then Timmy said "School was nice, but a lot happened and I kinda wanna take a nap. Do you wanna take a nap with me Jammers? Like… the type of nap where we put on our big goodnites and plastics…" he continued. They both knew exactly what kind of nap that was. They often did this after messing because they enjoyed the extra intimacy it afforded to snuggle and sleep with full pants. The reason for the additional protection was mostly for pee, though poop leaks were possible and would be even more of a pain.

"I thought you'd never ask Tim-Tim." Jamie giggled and they ran over and took off their wet shorts and threw them into the hamper. Admiring eachother's full loaded bottoms, gently feeling them while kissing. They felt the feeling growing again in their sheaths, but were sleepy and wanted mostly to snuggle.

Then they did what they planned and went over to their closet, grabbing a pair of goodnites each from the second package they had, one size up from their normal ones, to fit over a pair that was already well-used, as well as pairs of plastic pants also one size up from what they might wear in other situations. They each dressed the other in those two garments, keeping their loads comfortable and safe, and then protected from more wetting.

The twins then went over to the bed and got into it, getting in their familiar snuggling position with eachother. Timmy was in Jamie's arms, being held lovingly. The younger twins' loaded goodnites were warm and a bit squishy on his brother's crotch even with all the extra layers. The boy's long tail snaked once again through his brother's legs. Meeting its partner behind them as they laid on their sides, their tails wrapping up and applying slight pressure to the back of Jamie's full pants. "Mmm so warm Tim-Tim. I love you so much, and..." he sniffs the air. "I love how we smell." He says, licking his brother's nape lovingly.

"I love you too Jammers, so much" Timmy relaxed feeling safe and loved in his brother's arms, his brother's saliva on his neck relaxing him even more.

"Do ya think they'd be proud of us, Jammers?" Timmy mused suddenly after a few minutes.

Jamie knew exactly who he was referring to. James and Timothy. Their namesakes separated from them only by the fog of time. And somehow he knew without a shadow of a doubt that the answer was 'yes.' "They would. I'm sure of it, Tim-Tim."

Timmy just nodded, smiling. "You're right, I don't know how I know, but i do." The other ringtail answered. They drifted off to sleep, in their shared loving embrace, feeling both like inseparable parts of the same whole, and like part of something much greater than their small adolescent frames. It was almost as if they could feel the presence of their forebearers with them, validated in their most sacred love.

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