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[desperatepiss]

He's a keeper ;)

     So, because it was your tumblr that gave me the courage to further explore this side of myself I thought it appropriate to share with you my most recent experience.  I recently started dating my boyfriend, but I’m a pretty sexual person and I’ve always been open with my partners about what I like/am interested in.  I would never push something on someone that they were completely opposed to, but I think an intimate relationship should be a place to be myself and share my deepest secrets, desires, etc.  And in all honesty, in my experience I’ve never come across a partner who was completely opposed to watersports- partially this may be luck; partially I think I’m pretty um… ‘persuasive’.  

     It all started innocently enough the regular post-intercourse ‘what else are you interested in’ *please don’t cite the princess leia in a gold bikini fantasy* conversation.  My partner, like most guys (I assume), quickly dropped the typical wants to try anal and has always fantasized about having a threesome (who hasn’t, I mean I’ve had a few and I still fantasize about having a threesome lol!).  So I told him explicitly what I was into watersports-wise.  He said he wasn’t sure how he felt about it, more specifically that it wasn’t something he’d ever thought about. I left it at that. 

The following weekend we were drinking and listening to music and decided to head to BP for appetizers/more importantly we were out of beer.  Before we headed out he said he needed to pee.  Me being tipsy and turned on said “no, you don’t, you can hold it!” to which he responded “no I really can’t, but don’t worry we’ll have lots of time for that later tonight”.  As he shut the door the sound of his piss urgently draining from his body had me completely distracted as to what might happen later that night.

At the bar we each drank 3 more beers, and I could feel my own need to pee growing.  As we talked I noticed my partner jiggling his legs and adjusting the bulge in his pants from time to time.  When we left the bar I could barely walk straight from the building pressure in my bladder.  My boyfriend pushed me up against his truck and kissed me - the pressure of his hips against mine and the deepness of his kiss engulfed me and I momentarily lost concentration on holding - I moaned as a hot squirt of piss escaped my body.  Being that this turns me on, part of me just wanted to let go, but I quickly regained control.  My panties were so wet that I was becoming increasingly aware of how swollen my clit was.  I could feel it pulsing through my lulu-lemons.  

     I was brought back to reality by my partners voice “I have to piss so fucking bad, let’s get home”.  Sounded great to me!  We got in the door and my partner was openly grabbing his crotch, he was breathing fast and his speech was pressured as he asked “ok - tell me what you want me to do”.  I told him I wanted him to wait until he couldn’t hold it anymore and then piss on me.  To which he responded “well I have about five seconds…” - the panicky sound of his voice had me shaking with excitement. I laid down in the bathtub and he straddled me, the bulge in his jeans pressing so hard against my crotch I’m sure he could feel my clit throbbing in desperation.  “So you just want me to go… through my jeans?” - I couldn’t form words just a breathy “uh huh”.  “I won’t be able to stop…” - fuck me - I think I may have cum in my pants just a little bit.  We sat there concentrated - both sets of eyes expectantly on his crotch.

     He let out surprised gasp as the first spurts of piss dribbled through his jeans.  I watched mesmerized as the leaking stream soaked his crotch directly onto my own.  Suddenly my partner couldn’t hold back anymore and the slow leak became a gushing constant flow drenching us both - he moaned hard and loud with relief and I shook with pleasure.  I undid his jeans and pressed my hand against the head of his pissing cock through his boxers. As he finished he breathed “I had to go so bad”  - “ugh - I have to pee really badly too” I confessed - realizing we were both already completely soaked from the waist down.  “You wanna switch spots?” he asked - fuck yes I did!  

     Being on top of my partner like that gave me such a sense of control.  I have never asked partners to let me pee on them before; I’ve found that most people can be persuaded to use their own as a way to fulfill my fantasies, but that was already toeing the line for them.  I loved how open and experimental my partner was (is), even if we were both a little drunk. I also had a sense that I couldn’t be able to stop once I started.  I began to piss uncontrollably against him, because my relief combined with how turned on I was, was so strong - I shook and had to hold onto my partner for support as I moaned, eventually hearing the hissing stream slow to a stop.  I was breathing so hard and fast with how hot the whole thing was I could barely kiss my boyfriend.  

     We eventually stripped and showered and cuddled up in bed clean and warm.  My boyfriend admitted that this was not something that turned him on, but he liked seeing how much it turned me on and so he didn’t mind, as long as I promised to do the laundry.  This of course seemed like a pretty fair deal to me!

[thespectator9us]

Urgent Morning

Morning.  Coffee.  Breakfast with coffee.  Read newspaper with coffee. Off to the bank and the post office.  Needed a pee. Food shopping.  Really needed a pee. Home.  Putting food away when neighbor arrived.  Didn’t leave for 45 minutes. I HAD TO GO TO THE BATHROOM!   Phone rang.  My sister, long conversation, corded phone. Danced, knee bends, pinched dick, clamped holding muscle. Finally free, I sprinted for the toilet.  Spurted three times in briefs on the way. Peed copiously.  Changed underpants.

When I was younger, holding in my pee was an adventure, but I just can’t put it off as long as I used to.  Still, I keep trying, and once in a while I can manage it.  I almost didn’t this morning!

[nowholdingit]

Desperation Scale

I found this online, and it’s my favourite one to use. :)

0: No urge to pee whatsoever; thus, your bladder is very empty, or you’re completely not thinking about it.

1: The slightest of urges, not enough to actually distract you from anything.

2: The first feeling of a clear urge. Still comfortable.

3: A clear urge that remains whenever you’re not doing anything interesting.

4: The kind of urge that starts to be uncomfortable.

5: You’re aware of the urge almost constantly, and really feel like you should be doing something about it. Usually a bit of shifting, squeezing thighs together

6: At this point, you’re very well aware of the urge. It’s enough for you start squirming or fidgeting more consistently, maybe crossing legs.

7: You are almost certainly feeling the urge to squirm and fidget constantly. Tightly crossed legs. You’re thoughts are basically: ‘gotta pee gotta pee!’

8: You are `bursting’. You know you can’t hold much longer. Can’t sit still easily if at all, maybe using a hand to help.

9: At this point, you’re not wetting just yet, but you’re close to it. Maybe leaking. Doing everything to hold.

10: You’re peeing.

[dudeshangin-deactivated20180218]

Duder busts ass for his buddies. “Number 18 on the football field but number one in your heart” his buddy says. This is a fucking outstanding example of straight jock bros bonding with each other with their hot fuckin’ dude gas.

*Maybe* the best fart video on Tumblr.

[123sweatpantsbro1991]

So FUCKING HOOTT!!

[goodboy-puddle]

First real accident

Due to me doing a lot of unintentional holding lately (except for today which I wrote about) I actually wet my pants for the first time since I was maybe 6 or 7 years old yesterday. It was pretty stupid tbh and I felt ashamed afterwards, but it could have been worse.

I only went to the bathroom twice yesterday, once in the morning and once after lunch when I had my break at work at 12 pm. I then usually go to the bathroom when I get home but this time I didn’t, I went straight home to my partner instead. We had dinner together and that’s really the only the thing we had time for as we both had to be places at 6 pm. So now I hadn’t gone to the bathroom for at least 6 hours, and instead of going to the bathroom when I arrived at my destination I got a cup of hot chocolate and spoke with my friends. We were going to see a 1hr 20min play witth no break but I was sure I could wait until afterwards. I only fidgeted a bit during the play but my need didn’t really bother me. The only thing was that after the play there was a 20 min Q&A with the lead actress that me and my friends had decided to attend. I decided I could wait a bit more and go when it was done. 

But when the Q&A was over I got a text from my partner saying they wanted me to come over to their thing as soon as I was done. So I thought I could go there and go to the bathroom there instead. It was only a 5 min walk from the theatre but when I got there the outer door was locked. It was now almost 9 pm and I realised I was super desperate. I started crossing my legs and discretly hold myself whilst I texted my partner asking for the code to get in. Unfortunately my desperation rose faster than they could reply and I looked around me in panic, hoping no one could see me grabbing my crotch. My partner then said they’d come down to open for me and tried to hold myself until they came to the door. I suddenly felt a small leak in my boxers and this was the beginning of the end.

I grasped at my crotch and tried crossing my legs even more but it was too late, another leak escaped, wetting my crotch and I desperately clenched my muscles to no avail. I could feel the damm bursting and pee started running down my legs, soaking my jeans. I panicked and thought maybe I could move somewhere more hidden but when I looked down there was already a puddle beneath me and I was too afraid of making it bigger by moving. I had no choice but to stand there pissing my pants as an adult in the middle of town.

Thankfully it was dark outside and I had black jeans and when my partner finally came to open the door I hope they didn’t see anything. I quickly said I wanted to go home instead and they agreed but had to run up and grab their stuff first. Whilst waiting for them I could faintly smell urine, hoping it was only obvious to me. Some other people went past and stepped in my puddle outside the door, not taking any notice and I hoped it just looked like someone had spilled water or something. My partner came back and we started walking home, my jeans were now wet and cold and clinging to my skin and I felt really uncomfortable. As soon as we got home I rushed to grab a pajama and a clean towel and I said i was gonna shower. I honestly hope they didn’t see that my jeans were wet, I threw them in the laundry straight away and then got into the shower. 

It was honestly pretty humiliating but now afterwards whilst writing it down it feels quite hot. So I hope you guys enjoy it.

[somewetguy-deactivated20181216]

A real accident

This is a story of a real accident I had a few months ago. If you need a mental image, visit my tumblr at somewetguy. I had been hydrating for the gym when the phone rang. Last minute invite to a concert way up on the other side of Manhattan. I was already pissing clear at that point, but I figured why not scrap the workout and go see this show. I took a long piss in the toilet and pulled out google maps: ETA 45 minutes by subway. Perfect, the show is in 1.5 hours, plenty of time. Anyone who knows NYC knows the weekend is hit-or-miss for subway service and to make a long story short, I got on the train, made it two stops before hitting a major delay. We sat at a station for 20 minutes and during that time I’m starting to fidget. I decide to transfer to a different train, but after another 20 minutes waiting for this other train I realize two things: If I try and go to this concert by train, I’m going to be late and if I’m that late, I’m going to need to find a bathroom sooner than later. I realize I’m crossing my legs and pinching myself on the platform, which makes me blush. I decide to take a cab so I leave the subway and I’m on my way in under a minute. Google maps says 30 minutes to the venue. Shit. I’ve been out here 40 minutes already and barely shaved any time off my commute. I break out in a sweat because 30 minutes is really going to test my bladder. I’m squirming and squeezing myself in the back of the cab. The cabby turns onto the thruway which is the fastest way to the concert, but also now essentially locks me in the car until we arrive. 10 minutes to go and I get a bad wave of pressure in my bladder and I almost leak. The spasms keep happening in waves and then just as the cab driver takes the exit, I feel a stinging in my crotch, then a numbness… then a familiar warm wetness spread over my lap. The worst possible scenario: I’m starting to wet myself right as we arrive at the venue. It’s still coming out as I pay for the ride and step out of the cab. At this point I do a quick check and both my crotch and a portion of my ass are wet. There are people everywhere at this point and I’m barely keeping it together. I beeline it for the restrooms, which are annoyingly up a flight of stairs, across the ticketing both, and down a second flight of stairs. I’ve got two goals at this point: Minimize the damage by getting to the bathroom as soon as possible, and do not draw attention to myself by walking normally as if nothing is wrong. Unfortunately these are mutually exclusive goals at this point. Each time I step up another step I either have to stop and grab my already wet crotch thereby drawing attention to my accident-in-progress, or I force myself not to grab my crotch and of course more pee comes out. At this point I’m just hoping I’m not leaving a puddle trail. The accident is now down to my knees on the front of my jeans as I cross the ticket booth area and walk down the stairs to the bathrooms. I’m trembling and more squirts escape with each step. Of course, a concert is about to start the there is a line for the bathroom. It moves quickly, but not quickly enough. As the guy in front of me takes his turn, I’m stunned. Urine is now pouring into my pants and down my legs. I can feel my socks get wet and I really have made a puddle. I walk to my urinal shakily and finish off. And watch the whole concert soaking wet.

[bursting-blog]

staying the night

So I met this guy one night at the bar. He was a bigger guy, hairy, cute beard and eyes, and looked like from the size of his bulge was a very gifted person. I’m a twink, or at least thats what most guys consider me as. He asked to buy me a drink and then he slipped away to the restroom. This was at 9:30pm, and after that, we drank a couple craft beers, a large water, and a couple shots. We were pretty drunk so we called an uber, because he asked if he want me to come over. I said absolutely in the most drunk way possible. He hadn’t made a trip to the toilet since 9:30, i had made 3. I don’t know how, and it didn’t seem like he needed to pee all that bad. We got back to his place, it was a tiny little loft style apartment. As soon as he walked in he drank a very very large cup of water and asked if I wanted anything. And then he began to strip for me, pulling off his pants, I could already see his head popping out of his undies, and he blushed. He was an all around cub, a little hairy all over, his dick was thick and uncut, and he was a little shorter than me. I got undressed and we began to have sex. It went on for about an hour and a half without a break. Finally he called it and rolled onto his back, his hard dick casting a small shadow on his stomach. I rolled out of bed to get something to drink, and he asked me to grab him more water. On my way back I snuck into the bathroom to relieve myself, and I walked in with him barely holding one eye open. “Don’t you need to pee?” I asked him.

“Really bad, but I’m so tired.” He said. He chugged ¾ of the water I handed him and without another breath blacked out to a snoring beast, still naked. I laid on top of him, feeling his chest raising and fell asleep shortly after.I woke up at 8am, noticing i hadn’t been moved an inch off of him, my head rested on his super hard lower abdomen, having no give whatsoever. His dick, hard as can be poked me in the neck, and I could feel that my neck was a little wet. I sat there and realized my stomach acted up, I stood up and walked to the bathroom, door open and sat down. My dick started to pee. 10 minutes later, I look up to see him standing there inthe doorway, both hands on his dick, basically looking like a little boy in need of the toilet. “I feel like i’m literally going to pop, how much longer you gonna be.” After about 5 minutes I cleaned myself and stood up, walking back into the bedroom with him on the edge of the bed holding himself.

“Can I make a proposition to you?” I said.

“After I pee hold on.” He said, standing up.

“No its about that. Can you hold it for me as long as you can, and if you do i’ll let you do anything to me.” I said. He stood there, and was about to not do it, but smiled and said “Yeah I’ll wait, but i don’t think i can make it much longer at all.” He said. We got dressed and went back to the bar which was about 15 minutes away of a walk, got into his car, and he sat there for a second holding his pulsating dick on his jeans. “The pressure is whats getting me, this is a lot of pee i’m holding back. I have a large bladder cause i group up with 4 other siblings. I just feel like i’m holding back a lot of pee.” He said to me.

We went to lunch, he drank a large green tea from panera bread. We drove around, and finally he said “I seriously can’t do it much longer, I gotta pee, how do you want it.”

“How much longer can you hold it?”

“I can’t, i just let go of a drop, i’m going to pop.

He reached his hand down and squeezed his dick again. A very small dark spotty appeared on his jeans. He start bulleting home.

10 minutes passed and we pull into his driveway. He gets out and doubles over. He starts to walk up there stairs, every step he moved slower. 

“I’m going to start peeing, I can’t make it up the next 2 flights.”

“Yes you can, you’re doing so well, just keep going.” He unzipped his pants and walked up the rest of the stairs with it out and his hand squeezing it with a death grip. We walked through his door.

“The only thing keeping it in is my hand, what are we doing, i got literally about 30 seconds before i explode. I get undressed, pull down his pants the rest of the way along with his undies. and we go into his walk in shower.I squat down and I tell him to let go when he can’t take anymore. He stands there for 40 second, starts to wince, and lets go of his grip. The force of the stream was so much, that i felt like I got hit by a power hose. He moans loud, and aims the stream for my face. I wrap my mouth around his head chugging the piss down my throat, a minute passed and he was still pumping it out full force, it splattering on the shower floor and drenching me, I chug the rest and began giving  him a bj. The hottest piss moment of my life.

[mancman24-deactivated20180404]

That made me rock

Hard!! 😏

[awesomehotboyz]

[fetichmx]

Wow, wearing Supra sneakers!

[manniberlin]

Justin enjoyed the hiking tour with his homies

[little-miss-switch-blog]

Baby boy had a little accident today hehe

I woke up from our nap today to a very squirmy and fidgety Trevor. I sat up to check on him to find him still asleep, but writhing around and making these cute little noises. I woke him gently, trying not to startle him and cause him to wet the bed. Not that I mind, but he would have been upset. As soon as he woke up his hands shot down between his legs. He pressed his thighs together and squeezed his eyes shut. I teasingly asked what was wrong and gently rubbed his lower stomach just above his bladder. “Is it your tummy? ” He shook his head violently, wincing at my touch and letting out a soft whine. “What then little one?” He looked up at me with watery eyes. “I have to pee really bad…” he whimpered softly. I pressed gently on his bladder again and he gasped, tightening his hold on his crotch. “I told you to go potty before nap time pumpkin. Didn’t you listen to momma? ” He squirmed again as I helped him sit up. “I forgot. ” he whispered as tears formed in his eyes. I pulled him into my lap carefully and held him close. He couldn’t stay still and he was crying. “Can you make it to the bathroom sweetheart?” I asked. The bathroom is on the floor below us though and I knew he wouldn’t make it. He shook his head. “I don’t think I can move. I’m sorry I can’t do it momma.” he cried into my chest. “I can’t hold it I’m gonna have an accident I can’t! ” I got up and grabbed his hands and got him to stand. Almost instantly though he doubled over, hands between his legs. “Nonono please no. Oh god it hurts. I’m so sorry I can’t make it it’s coming out I’m sorry” he was shifting from foot to foot. Eventually he got control of himself and the leaking stopped, he hobbled over to me collapsing into my open arms. I pet his hair and rubbed his back. “It’s okay baby just let go. You’ll feel so much better.” “I can’t do that! Not here, not in front of you not-” he tensed again and whined, wiggling in my embrace. I could tell he would never make it downstairs. I moved us over to a pile of our dirty clothes and sat on them, pulling him down between my legs. I pulled his legs apart and held them down with my own. “Hands at your sides baby.” he gave me a horrified look but obliged. He fidgeted violently, trying desperately to move his legs back together. “Momma I can’t! ” he almost shouted. “Please, I’m about to go! I can’t hold it anymore I can’t! ” I undid his jeans and pushed them off along with his underwear then grabbed him, carefully aiming him down at the dirty laundry. He tensed up again, still fighting until I pushed on his hard bladder. He moaned as he started to pee, the flow pouring from him like a bursting dam. He cried heavily but was visibly relieved. When he was finished i held him, assuring that it was okay. Once he was calm, I gave him a bath and did the laundry. Great morning hehehe

[anaxgardner]

I. Don’t. Camp!!!- MxM omorashi

           The peace and quiet, the fresh air, and not a single thing in sight… Axel hated every second of it.  He was a born and raised city boy, who had never been more than an hour out of New York City his entire life.  Now, he was sitting in the middle of the woods somewhere in Kentucky watching his husband fight to set up a tent.  If he knew the first thing about camping, he would be helping, but he didn’t, so he sat to the side, wondering how Jayce convinced him to take this trip in the first place.

           “Stop pouting you big baby,” the tall blonde said as he finally got the tent to stand on its’ own, “It’s just one night. You’ll survive.”

           Axel leaned into Jayce’s arms as his husband sat down next to him.  “Not if I get eaten by a bear,” he commented.

           He felt Jayce’s lips press against his forehead. “There are no bears out here.” Axel relaxed slightly.

           “Rabid racoons maybe…” Jayce added, earning a wide-eyed look from Axel.  A smile broke his lips, making Axel’s stomach flip.  “I’m kidding!”  Axel took a few deep breaths then felt his husband’s lips on his cheek.

           “I’ll be back, I have to pee.”  Jayce stood, then wandered towards the woods, stopping when he realized Axel wasn’t following.  “Don’t you have to go?”  It was a long drive up here.”

           Despite getting a twinge from his bladder, Axel shook his head.  He’d never had to use the bathroom in the woods, and he didn’t plan on starting. It was just overnight; he could make it…right?

           Axel was extremely careful about his fluid intake the rest of the night.  He barely had a full bottle of water, but he could feel his bladder quickly filling. When the sun set, the temperature fell, making Axel even more uncomfortable.  He shifted his hips as he sat between Jayce’s legs next to the fire.

           “Are you okay?” Jayce asked, noting the small brunette’s discomfort.  “You haven’t sat still more than ten seconds.”

           “I’m fine,” Axel lied, “I’m just tired.  It’s been a long day.”

           Jayce took the hint and let Axel retreat into the tent while he took care of the fire.  Axel’s bladder was starting to feel heavy in his stomach.  He took advantage of the privacy he had waiting on Jayce and used the time to grab himself under his sleeping bag.

           Just a few more hours… I can make it until morning.

           Axel snatched his hand away as the entrance to the tent fell open and Jayce climbed in, laying down next to his husband.

           Axel flinched as he felt Jayce’s arm tighten around his waist.

           “What is going on with you?” Jayce asked, loosening his grip.

           “Nothing,” Axel reassured, “I just don’t like being out here very much.”

           Jayce leaned down over Axel.  “I can help you relax baby,” he whispered.

           Axel let Jayce kiss him, and didn’t protest when his lips moved South.  He knew what it would do his bladder, but he needed at least a temporary distraction.

           By some miracle, Axel fell asleep almost immediately after, despite the signals his overfilled bladder was sending to his brain.  Though his relief was short lived.  No more than a couple hours passed before he woke up with an intense ache in his lower belly.  He instantly sat up, shoving a hand between his legs, knowing that if he didn’t, he was going to have to explain we pants to Jayce.

           Unfortunately, the sudden pull of the blanket woke his sleeping husband.  He tried to remove his hand, but it only caused a leak to escape and dampen the front of his boxers.  He whimpered and grabbed himself again.  

           “Axel, what’s wrong?”

           Jayce sat up, and Axel quickly tried to think of an excuse, but Jayce turn on the lamp before he could come up with something. He kept his legs squeezed shut, determined not to let anything else escape his bladder.

           He felt his face flush red as Jayce noticed his predicament.  “I’ve had to go since we got here,” he confessed with tears stinging his eyes.

           “Baby, why didn’t you say anything?”  Jayce placed a soothing hand on Axel’s back.

           “Because this isn’t what I do.  I don’t go camping, I don’t sleep on the ground, and I don’t pee in the woods.  There are…creatures out there.  Creatures that sting and bite.”  Axel groaned as he fought back another wave, one that left a slightly larger wet spot on his underwear.

           Jayce unzipped the front of the tent and stepped out, offering Axel his hand.  Once he was sure that he wouldn’t lose all control, he took Jayce’s hand and let him pull him out of the tent without moving his other hand from his crotch.

           Axel didn’t make it two steps away from the tent before the floodgates opened.  He quickly turned his back to Jayce, yanking his pants down and aiming himself towards the ground.  The groan that left his lips was enough to make anyone blush.  Two minutes later, once his bladder was finally empty, Axel tucked himself back into his sweatpants, feeling the damp spot against his skin.

           He winced as he turned around to face his husband, who was staring at him with wide eyes.

           “You should get back in the tent Axel,” Jayce whispered.

           “Why?” Axel felt his entire body heat up.

           “Because I’m so turned on right now I can barely stand it, “Jayce confessed, “Now get back in the damn tent.”

           Axel smiled.  “Yes, sir.”

[diaperandwetpantboys]

Behind the wheel

[mancman24-deactivated20180404]

Almost Accidentally pissed myself in public!!

Last night I got caught up in the worst motorway traffic jam I have ever been in

There had been a bad accident up ahead closing 2 lanes on a very busy motorway

It basically took 2 hours to drive 10 miles, constantly stopping then driving really slowly

About an hour into this my bladder became very full, so full in fact that I had no option but to fully undo my tight black work trousers and clutch my dick constantly, otherwise I knew I would wet myself in the car

The section of motorway had constant road works so no escape lane, I also had nothing in the car I could piss into

Eventually I reached a Service station, having been agonisingly holding on for wel over an hour at this point!!

I had to queue to get onto the car park making the agony even worse

I stumbled out of the car, and agonisingly had to do my tight black trousers up again over my rock hard bladder

I hobbled towards the service station building almost bent double

As I approached the entrance I lost control with 2 massive leaks into my Dark grey briefs

I was almost at the entrance to the men’s toilets and I really thought I would lose control completely, I therefore had no option but to walk in clutching my cock through my trousers like a small child 😢

The toilets were relatively small and unsurprisingly very busy, there were a couple of lorry drivers shaving at the sink, and only 1 urinal free in the row of about 6

I hiurried towards it, there was no time to undo the waistband of my tight black trousers, however as soon as I let go of my penis, I was now pissing uncontrollably! I fished my very wet dick out through my fly and aimed it at the urinal, I then pissed continually for nearly 2 minutes, with another 30 seconds of stop start spurts

The relief was incredible!!!! I went into a cubicle to inspect the damage- my trousers were very wet and my underwear completely soaked!

I have always had amazing bladder control, however it made me realise that even the biggest bladder has its limits… 😏😏

[gottapissbad]

Fuck

[boyspeeinginpublic-deactivated2]

This is one of my favorite pissing videos of all time. There was clearly no restroom around, and he looks seconds away from wetting himself. He’s trying to act like he’s not shy (though he clearly is) to avoid the embarrassment of admitting he was going to wet himself if he didn’t whip it out and start pissing. To make matters worse, his friend starts yelling and attracting attention to him while he’s pissing! But he’s far too desperate to stop. Every time he tries to stop, his stream just gets stronger!

[holdbacktheflow]

I love this one. This poor guy is clearly busting for a piss and seconds away from wetting his pants. He’s pp dancing and grabbing himself and anxiously looking around trying to decide if he should whip it out when he can’t take it any longer and pulls his penis over the top of his pants and immediately starts pissing a clear steady stream for almost a full minute straight. So hot!

[gottapissbad]

Fuck! So hot

[tibius49]

Shorts wetting.

Visit the page to see this album : Shorts wetting.

Made my first wetting video, please be kind :P

[prettykitty69]

@dirtydaddy95 wouldn’t he be so fun to make piss himself?

[dirtydaddy95]

Little boy just can’t hold his piss!

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[literarypeerelief]

WEE SHARE: (Male desperation in a wet, watery environment) 1

Great contribution from @thatoneguypissing If you have story of this theme, please share with me via chat, inbox, or replies. Thank you very much. 

It was the end of the school day and everyone was heading home, however his class was held up a bit due to the teacher getting mad at their disruptive Behavior in class and that she wouldn’t let them leave unless they were quiet and that took a while because some of them chose not to listen. Well my friend had to go to the bathroom, he told me he drink a lot of water at lunch and usually he would go and relieve himself after class and then catch the bus to go home. However today that could not have been accomplished because the class held him up.

It took about more than 5 minutes before they got quiet and she let them out however my friend had to go to the bus immediately he couldn’t stop to use the urinal for two reasons. One it was because he would miss the bus but the other one is because he was in a building that had their bathrooms already closed. Usually he would walk down to the building near the bus stop and use the urinal there before getting on his bus. However he had to skip that and go straight to the bus because he had no other transportation to get home.

So afterwards he quickly ran out to catch the bus, what was more he told me that the clouds were very dark that day and that it was going to pour so that added onto his desperate plight. He told me that he winced when he had to pass by the bathrooms and he really wanted to stop and use them but he told himself that getting home was more important and that he could use the bathroom there 

So he finally managed to make it onto his bus a minute before it was about to leave and he quickly took his spot in the back of the bus. Once he sat down he told me that he immediately crossed his legs and put his backpack on his lap to hide the fact that he was holding himself as well. The bus left normally and about 3 minutes into the bus ride home it started pouring really hard. This made him even more desperate as he was now being tortured by the sounds of rain and he had to hold himself with both of his hands. Suffice to say he told me that no one was none the wiser and noticed that he needed to pee, or at least he thought so considering no one approached him about it later on

So throughout 35-minute the bus drive to his stop he was very desperate, the rain was already bad enough but whenever the bus drove through giant puddles that were about a foot deep and splashed a ton of water on to other cars, that made him a little bit more desperate. He was softly moaning the entire way through, there was also a few small delays due to the fact that it was raining very hard and it was obstructing the drivers view as well as creating a bit of traffic. It was long and agonizing but he told me he managed to pull through.

A couple minutes before the bus got to his stop it managed to slow down into a light drizzle and that eased 1 thing tormenting him and making him a little bit more relieved. He also told me that he remembers leaking a little into his underwear when the bus was close to us. However no urine soaked through to his blue cargo shorts. Finally the bus got to his stop and he quickly ran out of the bus and at first he told me he walked slowly so he didn’t attract any suspicion that he had to pee, but when the bus was out of his sight he went back to grabbing his crotch and briskly ran home.

After a 3 minute run to his house he managed to get to the front door in which the rain picked back up and poured again, he said it was agonizing trying to find his key to open the front door. He finally managed to get the door open and run inside to the bathroom.

However the bathroom was locked. It turns out that his older brother was using the toilet. He told me that he knocked on the door several times telling his brother to let him in so he can use the bathroom however his brother said no he was using the bathroom and he still had a lot of pee left in him and he told him that he had to wait. He moaned does he leaned against a wall on his backpack and went back to holding. He told me there was only one bathroom in his house, not counting his parents bathroom which was locked because they locked their room with a key. He told me the reason for this was so he and his brother wouldn’t be poking around in his parents stuff. 

A couple more minutes past and he knocked on the door again and said he needs to go now and to open the door he won’t care if his brother is looking he just needs to pee. His brother said no and again said that he had to wait and that he was done he just had to wash his hands. He told me that later on he found out his brother was having fun with the situation and that he was tormenting him for fun, he would pinch his penis in order to make the stream longer he moaned very loudly and while he was washing his hands he turned the tap on very loud to make him even more desperate.

Eventually he couldn’t hold it anymore and his bladder gave out he said he flooded his shorts and formed a puddle Underneath Him, on which his brother finally came out of the bathroom and told him it was all yours in which my friend despite peeing himself clamped himself as hard as he could until he could position self over the toilet. He did manage to get to the toilet and stand over it however he could not do anything more as he gave in to the relief, his shorts went from a light faded blue to a very dark blue and a giant puddle spread across the floor at the toilet. He told me he pissed for two minutes before he was done and afterwards despite being very relieved now he made a mess in the bathroom floor, also the front and some of the back of his shorts was soaking wet and also part of his light blue shirt was wet at the bottom because it was tucked in. He quickly slipped out of the shorts and got a towel and cleaned up the mess

Afterwards when he got all the Pee cleaned up, he threw the towel into the washing machine and got an extra towel and spare clothes and went into the bathroom to take a shower. He told me that despite his brother tormenting him, his brother didn’t find out that he pissed himself, though he did complain about the smell Pee coming from the bathroom and asked him how much did he piss. And that was about it.

———————————– If anybody has stories under this theme, please share! Thank you! 

[thespectator9us]

Coming home from school bursting for a piss is not at all uncommon for a variety of reasons.  Some are pee-shy.  Some avoid the school rest rooms because of the smoking, drug use or bullying that takes place there, or because they are dirty.  The time between classes may be too short, or they use that time for socializing.  Some buses leave very promptly after dismissal, or teachers may delay some students.  And, of course, a few of them just enjoy holding!

So they arrive home with very full bladders and may find the door locked, the only bathroom is occupied, or there are people or events that delay them.  I’ve experienced the problem more than once myself and have come very close to having an “accident”.

[wetdude792]

Sitting near the forest, peeing my shorts