I wet bed till I was 13 and still feel the need to relive that. bed wetting boy and girls are special in my mind
i did too. 13 was a hard age for me. i have a naturally submissive personality and as a kid, other boys (especially dom boys) seemed to pick up on it and i got bullied a lot. At 13 my parents moved from L.A. to a tiny resort town. i went from going to a large public school to a 4 room school house where both 7th and 8th grades were together. There were so few kids, that every boy had to be on the sports team in order for there to be a team. i was bookish and not athletic and every boy in the school became my personal bully. i suspect my bedwetting was related to having bullies in my life. By age 14 i'd finally learned how to hide and bury my sub side, and my bedwetting finally stopped. Bed wetting was agonizing for me.
i never accidentally wet myself growing up, but did at age 13, which was way too old for that to happen. It happened after the above mentioned move to a small town. i had been in orchestra since age 7 and the school i moved to was to small to have an orchestra. A music teacher would come once a week to the small school, i was the only one who played a musical instrument, so i became part of a regional orchestra. We gave a concert and had to drive into town and i was with a bunch of strangers, other kids my age, and we were in a large gymnasium where the concert was going to be. Everybody's parents and family were sitting in the bleachers, my dad and sister among them. The concert was close to starting and i had to pee badly, but was in an unfamiliar place and didn't know where the restroom was. i was also afraid the concert was going to start, so i just tried to hold it. i couldn't and ended up peeing myself and a big puddle formed at my feet. i died, but no one seemed to notice. i pointed it out to the boy sitting next to me, and he was kind and said "just go." But i felt trapped and humiliated. After the concert, you couldn't see my pants were wet, but i could feel it and smell it. my dad was unusually happy (he loved music) and wanted to take me and my sister out for a treat after. i was wet and miserable and could smell the urine, but they didn't notice and i sure didn't tell them. i sat in the restaurant eating my ice cream and just wanting to go home.
i've never had the desire to "relive" either. i have little experience with urine "play," little with age "play," but it is a deeply erotic trigger for me that has been used by a few Dom guys who found it in me. One Dom affectionately 'regressed' me by coaching me how to suck Him and praising me by telling me what a "good boy" i was when i did something He liked. He managed to make me feel like a little kid, proud and embarrassed at the same time.
i've know another Dom, online and from a distance, who wants to diaper me and/or put me in positions, scenarios where i have to pee myself. i don't know why, but He too has found something deeply erotic in me that makes me want it. Maybe it's His obvious affection and pleasure He feels and expresses about doing it? Dom guys affectionately controlling me have a lot of power, urine is a strong tool for me, both His and mine, but in very different ways.