Home Depot Disaster - So close, yet so far

Man, this was without a doubt the most embarrassing moment of my life. What made it worse; I was shopping with my dad at the Home Depot when this happened. Last weekend my dad and I were out and about looking for lumber for our yard shed. While looking at several lumber selections and talking intently with the sales rep, I have to go use the men's room to have a BM. As I temporarily excuse myself from Dad and the sales rep, I can feel my bowels churning and getting ready to release a large load (mind you this has been building up for several days, but I never felt constipated). Wouldn't you know, I walk into the men's room and the only two stalls are being used! Man, what were to odds? So, I'm patiently waiting and waiting, as the churning in my bowels is getting more intense. This went on for almost ten minutes. Dad walks in and casually says he's going to pee, but he wanted to know what was taking me so long. I simply nodded that I needed to use a stall and he got the message. Dad could see they were in use. After Dad did his business and left the men's room, I walked out with him and I asked him if he knew of any other men's room at the Home Depot. He thought this was the only bathroom there. Then, not being able to hold my bowels any longer, I let out a rather loud fart, squatted and began to unload in my pants. Dad seems a little embarrassed by what I was doing - but he laughed out loud and said, "Push hard and go for it!" At least he wasn't pissed at me for taking a huge crap in my pants just outside the men's room. It did feel great to finally relieve myself but I was beat red from embarrassment. Dad said he could smell my poopy pants, as he started examining the seat of my pants by feeling and mashing the lump just like he did when I was a toddler in diapers and rubber pants. Dad commented about my poop feeling mushy and not solid and asked what I had for dinner the night before. I was so mortified I couldn't remember! I just wanted to leave and go home and have my poopy pants changed!

By now the smell was getting very intense and it was obvious that I had just pooped in my pants. As we were leaving the Home Depot, you could see peculiar looks on people's faces, as we walked out. On the drive home, I'm sitting in this huge, mashed load in my pants and I knew my underpants were ruined. We get home and Dad wanted to get me changed immediately. He took me upstairs into the bathroom, unsnapped my jeans and had me step out of them. Surprisingly, they weren't too messy. My briefs were very messy especially around my butt. You could see the mashed poop oozing through my briefs. Dad carefully pulled down my briefs, as I managed to step out of them carefully without getting poop anywhere. He rolled up my poopy briefs and put it in a plastic bag to be thrown out. He wiped most of the remaining poop off my butt with toilet paper and wipes. After he was done he gently slapped my butt and said, "Okay, kiddo! In the shower you go!" I took a nice, long hot shower and cleaned myself up. After I showered, I thanked Dad for being a good sport about this. Dad winked at me. Yeah, I'm lucky to have a very understanding dad. However, this is one event I hope I NEVER have to endure again!