Some dooozies right here...Nice, real nice
My biggest one, that I can think of, is from when I was about 9/10.
I attended a summer play scheme, held in a local leisure centre. A big group of kids would play different games/sports/use different facilities with the instructor (youngish- probably late teens/early twenties).
One time we were all swimming in the big public pool. I remember that I needed to wee that day but for some reason I didn't ask to be excused, but held it until I would next get a free period to go. Anyway, I guess the urge wasn't that urgent as I carried on playing/swimming etc.
Finally, I was in the locker room cubicle, getting ready to leave, I was the very last kid in the locker room. The urge to piss was ALL OF A SUDDEN sooo urgent and backlogged, mid clothes change, that I knew I really couldn't hold it in any longer (i'd forgot about it until then)...I calculated how far the toilets were, but, holding it in now was literally STINGING so bad, I wouldn't make it, at all....I knew what had to be done...
There were grooves in the tiled floor in the locker room to drain excess water. I couldn't hold any longer. I took a whizz right there and then in the cubicle and stood over the tiled groove. Awwwwwwwwwww sweet relief.
Then, to my dismay, I heard the really handsome and cool instructor outside my cubicle by a couple of meters whisper to the one other person in the room (unbeknown to me that either were there- i thought everybody had left and were waiting outside?!!), a cool hot guy who was a couple years older than me, a guy who I had gotten close to that summer during the play scheme, and retrospectively who I now recognise I had a big crush on......... ''Yh I know....shhh, don't....Don't say anything about it to 'sage' ''
WHATTT?! They were there and could obviously see the yellow trickle going down the groove!! AWWWGHHHHH I was mortified.....
They were waiting for me so I couldn't stall for much longer. I finished getting changed. Every second was an agonising lifetime of horrific anticipation to the inevitable opening of the cubicle door. I wanted the earth to swallow me- for me never to have existed just so this moment could not have happened. I had to come out and face them. Oh the shameeee....THE SHAME...All of my blood was rushing to my face, I couldn't look them in the eye.
They both didn't mention it. They knew. We all knew. I didn't return to the club after that incident.
I no longer get embarressed.