Uhhhh i went into a bit of a edged out fugue state and wrote this fiction in a daze inspired by your post and our interaction š«£. Also hope there isnāt a word limit on asks. Oops
Also this isnāt proof read at all i literally wrote this off the dome so iām sorry if this is straight ass, i have to get up and be a responsible adult now so uh, i hope you enjoy
We silently agree to do a hold. Every sip you have i match, every gulp i take you follow. We settle in to watch a long movie, nothing engaging, just something to distract us while we snuggle and wait for our bladders to fill up. Steadily sipping on more and more fluids, waiting for it all to hit
Eventually, about halfway through the film, things start to get a little tense. I have you sat in my lap so i can curl my arms around you, press my face into your shoulder and feel so comfy, but itās backfiring on me now. Youāre starting to rock back and forth subconsciously as everything begins to trickle down and fill up, and your ass keeps rocking back directly into my own bladder which iām rapidly becoming aware of (no thanks to your stimulation). I grab your hips to try and still you, but you just whine and start wriggling from side to side, which only makes me groan as it jostles everything around.
I debate to myself briefly the pros and cons of what im about to do and say fuck it, i spread my legs wide with a whimper and you drop down with a surprised squeak between them, hand briefly shooting to grab yourself before going back to handsfree wiggling. I clench down on my pee hole hard, holding it all in with just that tiny ring of muscle until i pull you back against me, groaning in relief as the constantly pressure from your squirming helps me to hold everything too.
We both take another drink
Needless to say, the movie becomes background noise pretty quickly after that.
We drink more, and as our bladders start to fill and bulge in unison, all brain cells go out the window.
I start running my hands up and down your body, running my tongue up your neck and nibbling on small bits of skin to make you shiver and moan. Trying to shove my hands between your thighs to pull them apart and make you leak, and you retaliate by leaning back hard enough to push directly into my aching bulge and i moan, grinding back into you to hold it in. Sometimes weāre nicer to each other though. I lean back and groan as my bladder pushes against my jeans, struggling to undo them with shaking hands as you push up against me to help hold it in. I slip a hand beneath your underwear to press directly against your throbbing urethra, giving the poor muscle a break as i tease your slick cunt and cock.
For some reason, we insist on staying on the couch in this mixture of making out and torturing each others bladders until the movie rolls credits. We havenāt watched it in over an hour at this point, no one knows what the ending is, but it feels like an arbitrary goal for us to hold until.
This turns out to be a mistake for both of us
The second the film finishes my bladder clenches down hard, it thinks we can pee now the movie is over, and i canāt help but moan and lean forward into you as the first leak breaks past my dam. Me leaning into you forces you to bend forwards as well, and i dimly register you gasping nonono as your legs twist and hands fly to your crotch. I hear a short hiss and know weāve both broken the seal. And weāre not even in bed yet.
Walking the short distance from the couch to the bed is a Herculean effort from both of us. Trousers undone to let our bulges breathe, both of us moving in small short steps with our hands shoved against our thrumming piss holes as everything hovers just above, threatening to flood out. We donāt even tease each other on the way there, take a pit stop to make out. We fucked around too long and now have found out, our bladders donāt have very long left
Getting undressed becomes a team sport, taking it in turns to help the each other hold as we get undresses as fast as we can in our compromised states. Pinning each other against walls and grinding not for pleasure (well maybe a bit) but to help hold everything inside as we take off tops and struggle with buttons and zippers below. Whimpering as we leak on each others thighs, can feel it hot and wet and it isnāt helping either of us. Both muttering to each other not to lose it, keep holding it in, we can do this
Finally, finally, weāre naked, and can stumble into bed at last. Well, i say stumble, itās more like gingerly lower ourselves while wincing and gasping as small hot leaks jet out between our fingers. But we finally made it, and we take a moment to just admire each other. One hand between our own thighs to twist around, the other tracing over each others bodies. Circling our bulges, feeling the tension across our taut lower abdomens. Itās so swollen and heavy, it feels like stone.
On the count of three we both sadistically press into each others bulges, and a chorus of groans break out between us as thighs twist around squirting holes, both of us gripping our dicks with two hands as we try to contain our floods. We do, barely.
And as we regain control we look at one another and know we have to fuck now, or it just wonāt happen tonight.
Having to put the harness on me is an added cruelty i can hardly bear with how much my bladder juts out, and i whine and whimper complaints the whole time as little dribbles leak out of me with every tightening adjustment you give to hold it in place. Many hours before when we were both empty and logical, youād reasoned that your own bladder was literally going to be pummelled from the inside by my cock, so surely i could handle a little pressure from the harness, but right now thereās not an ounce of reason in my mind.
Everything is foggy and hazy and full full full and i spurt another leak as i brainlessly grab onto the strap, trying to hold back the flood through my silicone cock. You literally laugh at me then, brainless boy, and then immediately regret it as the laughter transforms into a moan, leaning forward as a hot jet of piss pushes its way out with your contracting abdomen. Youāre not even sure youāre gonna be able to fit my strap in with how full you are, and i genuinely wonder if im even gonna be able to move to fuck you. Every muscle in my crotch clenches so tightly i get scared iām gonna cum handsfree, but i try to take a steadying breath as i line the tip up with your shaking cunt. Iād normally put a comforting hand on your hip to still you, but every fibre of my being is focused on holding back this avalanche of fluid to fuck you, so i think youāll forgive me this time.
Instead, i just murmur endless sweet nothings (and honestly probably absolute nonsense) as i gently push myself into your sopping wet cunt. A long hot spurt shoots out of you barely after the tip is in, and i ram my free hand against your dick to stop it. You can hold it, youāll hold it as long as i say you can hold it. You shake and shiver underneath me and i try desperately to hold still for you to adjust. Rubbing your swollen bladder hanging low between your hips, rubbing a hand between your shoulder blades ti try and relax you. Trying to ignore my own pulsing cunt aching to be filled, and quivering with a steady drip drip drip as my open thighs barely help to hold my tired muscles.
Eventually you settle, burying your face in your pillow as you sigh and push back a bit onto me, opening up so good for me. Another spurt, but smaller this time.
I push into you inch by inch, until you finally take me right up to the base. We both moan in unison, bladders pulsing with pressure and pleasure. We donāt even know how long it took to get here, but we finally made it and the high of it all is dizzying.
I donāt know how long weāre both still for flush against one another, just panting, but eventually you start to whine and rock against me. More, more, fuck me please. Fuck the piss out of my cunt.
I feel dizzy. Every muscle in my bladder keeps clenching down to let go, with only my pulsing urethra holding back the flood as my spread thighs needed the leverage to push into you. Your whimpering words feel like theyāre hot wired straight to my cock, and i can feel my heart beat in it as more and more blood floods into it, leaving my brain empty of thoughts. Iām so glad the strap is on my pubic bone instead of my cock, otherwise i think iād have come the second i sunk myself to the hilt in you. I donāt know if i can even move without bursting immediately, but staring down at you so good and willing underneath me, iāll be damned if i donāt fuck you within an inch of your life like you deserve
In a moment of ill advised sentimentality, i lean forward and press a kiss where i can reach on your back, groaning of how good you are even as a hot spurt pushes out of my compressed bladder
I come back up to breathe, then slowly start to pull out. My mouth waters staring at your quivering cunt clenching so good around me, i swear i can feel it. As i pull all the way out to just the tip, leaving you begging so nicely you abuse your tdick to hold everything in, i take one last moment for myself. Staring at you so perfect and good for me, murmuring to you and i slip a hand between my thighs to give my crotch one last good squeeze. Fuck
I shove myself back into you, listen to you gasp as i start to fuck you in earnest. In and out in and out, fucking your bladder from the inside. I ignore the warning dribbles from my pee hole, it doesnāt matter anymore, just fuck fuck fuck.
You moan you canāt hold it anymore, moan you canāt hold it like this, it feels so good you want to let go. I slip a hand round to your front and grip your crotch in a vice grip as you nearly collapse underneath me. This is what you wanted right? This is what you asked for? Youāre gonna hold that piss in you until iām done fucking you, giving you what you asked for.
You nod and shake and shiver underneath me as i fuck you again and again. My rhythm isnāt steady, it stops and starts and speeds up and slows down. I canāt keep a consistent pace with the constant pressure from my bladder, getting weaker and weaker as i push into you again and again. Your ass slamming into my bulge sending shockwaves of pain and pleasure through me, literally forcing the piss out of my leaking neglected cock. I feel like iāve leaked so much but the pressure wonāt let up, my eyes going cross eyed as another hot spurt forces its way out of me.
You whine itās not fair, iām cheating, why can i let out thick streams of piss while you clench and dribble around me. Something in me snaps then, and slip my piss and cum covered fingers up and shove them directly into your bladder.
I think you black out for a second, eyes rolling back as your back arches and your bladder completely gives out on you. Loud moans echoing off the walls as i feel your piss literally explode against the base of my cock, a thick stream literally pounding into the bed like a waterfall.
I donāt care, i fuck into you relentlessly as my own bladder begins to flood the bed too. Chasing relief, chasing emptiness. I fuck the piss out of both of us, muscles stuttering and fluttering and eventually entirely giving out. It feels like our bladders will never work again
I collapse on top of you and you whine, shifting your weight to try and get comfortable.
Just one minute, one minute and iāll get up
We lay panting in a wet cum laden pile, absolutely soaked in what feels like gallons of sweat and piss.
I somehow find the strength to get up on shaking legs and coax you out of the wet puddle, sweet talking you to the bathroom to sit in the shower and stay under the warm running water as i tidy the sheets (thank god for waterproofing). When everythings gone to wash i come back to join you and youāre moaning under the water again, and i wonder why until i look down.
Your legs are spread, hand against the wall to support yourself as you let the water run down your over-sensitive cock. Poor baby i mutter, beginning to lather you up. Running my hands all over you as i gently pin you to the wall, supporting your weight. You slump against me and shiver. I feel another squirt of piss hit my thigh and coo at you. Still full huh? I slip my hands over your abdomen, circling round and round and i gently massage the rest of the piss out of your tired bladder. I keep going until thereās nothing left, then scrub you til youāre clean.
I save your cock for last, knowing how long itās been since youāve cum, how close you got today. Donāt want to accidentally push you over the edge and ruin it all. I push your foreskin back gently, shushing you as you try to squirm away, and let the water run down your shaft and gently clean everything. The water pressure is barely there, but with the way youāre moaning youād think it was a full force vibrator against you.
Every noise you make goes straight to my own dick, and i try to ignore the heavy swelling as the water stimulates my own hardon to start leaking pre again.
I flick the water off, and dry us both with a fluffy towel. Your eyelids are heavy, and iām relieved you might be able to sleep more normally tonight. It wasnāt an orgasm, but the sheer relief of your bursting bladder might be enough to send you to sleep.
We crawl into bed, legs tangled together, with both our tdicks half hard and pussies weakly leaking out trails of precum. Edged and denied, but at least our bladders are satisfyingly empty.
I cannot exaggerate how hard I am right now. I hope itās not tmi but Iām literally throbbing and shaking and breathing heavy, I feel like Iām in a haze I want this SO badly. The idea of us both being denied?? The only relief we get is from holding our piss until the last possible moment?? Being told gently but firmly āno, you Will hold it, I know you canā
god normally I donāt crave penetration but this really is making me crave it, I think Iām gonna fuck myself and ignore my cock tonight, I canāt fulfill the piss aspect of the fantasy but I can surely fuck myself till Iām exhausted and ready to sleep
also the affectionate sweet aftercare??? the shower scene of bringing me closer to the edge in the cleanup??? Iām blown away this is such an amazing gift thank you so much
