He’d only made it a step when he felt warm liquid splash across his knees. He felt dizzy with shame, he was making tinkles all over the floor and his bunched up shortalls, a golden steam of wee spurting from his dangling weenie. He froze in horror.
“Brian! You need to stay on the potty dear!” Pam called out, forgetting Rachel as she rushed over and put her hands on the boy’s shoulders, guiding him back onto the potty.
Brian was still too embarrassed to speak as he felt the carer’s cool fingers grasp his penis and push it below the splash guard. The sound of pee splashing on the plastic filled the room but it was too late to save his pride. Several of the other children were smiling and giggling as they fidgeted on their potties. Pam had her hands on her hips and was shaking her head back and forth.