When Ted woke up he was a little disturbed by the lingering feelings from his dreams, but he just chalked it up to the anticipation of today, his fifteenth birthday. Ted got up and dressed in his running gear and headed out to meet Todd and Taylor for their morning run, his birthday being no exception Ted wanted to get in an extra mile today to make up for all the junk food he knew he would be eating later today.

Todd was waiting for him at the park but they had to wait about ten minutes for Taylor, then after stretching they were off on their run. They usually ran through the park and then up to the elementary school then around the ballpark and back to the park; that route was just over three miles. Today Ted led them on a slightly longer run, he explained it to them and neither had any objections.

When they got back to the park the boys said good-bye and agreed to meet in the usual place to walk to school together, Ted's house. When Ted got home his mom was up and greeted him in the kitchen. She commented on him being a little late getting back from his run, so Ted told her about the longer route today and why. She smiled and said, "okay, but hurry up and get showered and dressed, and don't be late for school." Ted sighed and jokingly said, "no slack, eh, not even on my birthday?" hHs mom smiled and said "nope, and don't get ahead of yourself, young man. Officially, your birthday isn't until 10:33am. That's when you were born, so that's when you turn fifteen and not one second before." Ted just laughed and said, "I know mom, I know, and you say the same thing to me every year." Ted's mom kissed him again and said, "I will see you after work, now go get in the shower and don't be late for school. I will leave breakfast out on the table for you and the other two terrible T's. Oh, and bye the way, I love you, and happy birthday." Ted said, "Thanks mom, and you have a great day, too." As he headed up to the shower to get ready for school.

By the time Ted was finished showering and ready for school Todd and Taylor were eating their breakfast in his kitchen. Ted grabbed a quick bite and the three headed off to school, all the while discussing the day, and more importantly, the sleepover.

Once at school Ted said he would see them at lunch and went to his first class. Ted's first class was boring; it was math. "What a way to start the day," he sighed, not for the first time. Ted was a pretty good student but he just wasn't all that excited about math. About halfway through class he felt the need to go to the bathroom fairly strong. Now he had even more of a reason to want this class to be over. When class was finally over Ted headed straight for the bathroom to relieve himself and he just made it to his second class on time.

Ted's second class was almost worse in his opinion, than math; second period was English. He could already speak English and write English just fine, so what else was there for him to learn in this class? For Ted, this was the absolute most boring part of his day.

Part way through his English class Ted glanced at the clock and noticed that it was 10:30am. "Just three more minutes," he thought, "three minutes and I will be fifteen years old." With a growing sense of excitement, Ted watched the clock tick off the last three minutes until he officially turned fifteen. Then, at exactly 10:33am Ted congratulated himself and wished himself a happy birthday.

Almost exactly five minutes later Ted realized that he was wetting his pants, not a lot, but enough to leave a noticeable wet spot on his jeans. Ted was upset; he had never wet his pants before, never, and he couldn't understand how this could have happened now. He was very concerned that someone had noticed what he had done, but when he looked around, no one was even looking at him. So far so good, he tried to stay cool until the end of class so no one would have reason to look at him too closely.

Ted couldn't understand how this could have happened. He tried to remain calm about it by telling himself that it was only a small wet spot after all, and it must have been that he wasn't paying attention and just let it slip—yea, that must be it, nothing to worry about at all. With that worked out in his mind he felt a lot better about it, but when class was over he still did his best to hide the wet spot, even though now it was just barely noticeable. Still, he waited until everyone else left the classroom before he even stood up, and before he left he checked his pants, he hid the spot with his books.

Ted went straight to the bathroom and tried to pee. He managed a little bit. Then he used some paper towels to try and dry the spot on his jeans a bit. It worked, sort of. Ted went to meet with Todd and Taylor for their lunchtime workout in the school gym.

Todd and Taylor both wished Ted a happy birthday. Ted smiled and said, "thanks," then he asked the guys if they were ready for the sleepover that night. Just from the looks on both their faces, Ted knew they were. Taylor noticed that Ted seemed a little distracted and asked him what was wrong. Ted shrugged and said nothing was wrong, that everything was cool. But when Todd suggested that they skip today's workout Ted readily agreed. Now they really wanted to know what was up. Ted just laughed and said that if he couldn't take today off, then when could he?

Todd and Taylor just shrugged. They knew Ted well enough to know that he would tell them what was bothering him when he was ready, and no amount of discussion or trickery would get Ted to talk about it one minute earlier. So they headed off to the cafeteria for lunch.

When they were finished their lunch Taylor suggested that they go for a walk or something just to get in a bit of exercise. They all agreed and headed out to the ball diamond and just wandered around. They talked about the sleepover some more and just talked about other guy stuff for awhile.

Ted felt a slight rumbling in his stomach and a very slight pressure, like he needed to have a dump. Then, quite unexpectedly, he felt something else, something that at first confused him then disgusted him and most of all, scared him, scared him bad. Ted stopped dead in his tracks and was speechless. He could not believe what was happening. He was standing there shitting his pants, and no matter how hard he tried he couldn't stop it. It was like his body was on auto pilot and acting on its own, and he had no control over it at all.