One time I was at Milford swimming at a beach you can only get to by boat. I had to sh1t really bad, but couldn't make it back to camp because I was either going to sh1t there, or in the boat ride back. I went to go behind some bushes, but people could see, so I swam out about 100 yards, took the trunks off entirely, shat, while I was dog paddleing & holding my swim trunks, put my pants back on and swam back. It was the grossest thing I've ever done and I've never told anyone about it & I can't believe I just did.
My brother did something similar, I took my two younger brothers camping at Lake Powell, they were 13 and 15. Me and the youngest one went to jump off the cliffs and into the lake, while my other brother hung back at camp. We had fun and wanted him to jump so we went back to get him and he walked back to the cliff and got all nervous and tried to back out while standing on the edge of the cliff, he started complaining about needing to crap. But walking back to the camp was probably a half mile, so we told him to just jump in the lake and then crap. He knew he couldn't make it back to a bathroom (there were no bushes, it was mid summer in southern Utah on slickrock) so he jumped (he was scared to death) and then while in the water crap, he said he could feel fish nibbleing at his ass while he did it. LOL. We didn't get back in the lake for the rest of the trip.
This probably doesn't top the gym bathroom story
