[lemonslushie]

❤ Call me Slushie

❤ 26, gay, and trans

❤ Taken

❤ Will mostly be posting omo, praise, orgasm control, cnc, and general dom/sub content

❤ Asks are fine as long as they're respectful, but I won't be interacting with anyone one-on-one

[kysluts]

pulling him on my lap so i can finger him and tease his pretty cock at the same time while condescending pointing out how he’s so wet

[normalguy100]

thinking about someone having to piss but needing to get fucked more. person fucking them keeps pausing and asking are you sure you don't need a break but they're just like no, please, i need it, don't stop. and predictably they piss themself but as they're going they're still begging, don't stop, don't stop, fuck, keep going, so the person just fucks the piss out of them until they cum.

[capissbara]

something i love in omo is denial of the need to pee, but what about denial of the need to cum? what about someone getting teased though their pants, their bulge visibly throbbing and leaking precum, their breath hitching, but when asked if something is wrong or if they need anything they deny and deny and deny? or someone with their hands tied and forced to watch porn, flushed, their thighs rubbing against each other, hips that can't keep still for more than a few seconds, insisting that they're fine, they're not even that aroused, they can hold it in? knowing how long someone hasn't cum for and getting off in front of them, seeing their eyes go glassy and their mouth drooling, but they won't admit how much they need that for themselves, or how close to losing it the sight alone is making them? hearing them breathily repeat that they don't need to cum, they don't they're not gonna cum! they're not gonna, they're not gonna, they- they're not cumming, it's not happening!-- as you're watching them twitching in their boxers, bucking ther hips, arching their back, sucking in a breath, going stiff, rolling their eyes - all the telltale signs they're tipping over the edge and there's no going back, their body betraying them despite their pleas and wishful thinking. orgasms that are accidents.

[hunbunbunnie]

hhow do i pin someone else's post

[cumluvingsuccubus]

wow the thought of someone like straining to hold back their orgasm after being edged alllllmost too far is. so fucking hot. teeth gritted brows furrowed whimpering hips straining upwards legs shaking begging for it hooooly fuck

[salivapix]

making out with someone with a full bladder? holding their crotch for them?? teasing and giggling at them for whimpering and grinding up against your hand??? THE LITTLE SQUEAK AGAINST YOUR LIPS WHEN THEY END UP LEAKING AND THEIR FACE GETTING ALL HOT AND PINK???? HELLO?????

[spookyboywhump]

The prettiest thing a man can do is struggle against his restraints

[ounce-of-snow]

being covered in marks makes me dizzy... tell me im yours, make me yours. make me pretty for you, i wanna catch you staring.

[inchargegirl]

Boys moans and whimpers are just so much hotter when you edge them… I like hearing the highest level of desperation and patheticness in their voices 🙂‍↕️ get uncontrollably loud for me, good boy, and don’t hold back

[leseggian]

why must being railed and soft sex be separated… i can get fucked so hard i forget how to think while also being held close and praised the entire time about how well i’m taking it

[coffee-discussions]

Make sure he knows you’re very attracted to him by edging him until he cries

[boundorpheus]

i wish i had it in me to be more of a brat because its so funnnn to press buttons until youre getting pinned down & roughed up but unfortunately i do very much like to be a good boy & be told i am being a good boy 💔

[sea-saur]

storytime. (I’m high rn and was also high last night so hopefully this retelling doesn’t sound weird. it’s about my hold yesterday)

so last night I got high and decided to go for a walk. Before I left the house I had ended up holding in my morning tea until I was desperate, and I mean eye watering teeth floating desperate, but used the toilet before leaving. I then walked around my neighborhood for like 2 hours, high listening to Steven Universe lofi and watching the light through the trees and brick. I didn’t have to pee, but I did have a Diet Coke and then a green tea while I was out. I was thirsty.

I was thirsty still when I got home. Two waters added in. Cut to 40 minutes later, I’m fidgeting. I’m feeling it. The drinks. The trickle. The fill. I decide I should go back out and take my bladder for a walk. It’s nighttime now, so I’m a little protected by the dark, but there are still house lights and streetlights and people walking about. My bladder jostles around apprehensively inside me as I walk along the sidewalk, keeping my pace normal, everything’s normal here! I don’t need to pee!

I need to pee.

I pause, cross my legs casually by a tree, take a deep breath. Ok. I’m ok. I don’t need to pee. I start walking again.

Another block and then -

I need to pee.

Pause, casual leg squeeze, deep breath. I. I don’t. Need to pee. I start walking again.

Rinse, repeat, rinse, repeat, rinse, repeat, rinse, repeat -

I’m walking faster now, my bladder hurrying me along. I continue to deny it. Yes, I’m going home now, yes, but don’t think that means I’ll use the toilet when I’m back. No no, for having to go home before I was done my walk, I don’t get to use the bathroom. I just get to hold it in private now.

I make it home dry, hips wriggling as I lock up. Ok, ok I’m home now. And I still don’t get to pee. I get to just hold it. And hold it. And hold it….

I’m frantic. I’m grappling at my belly, lifting and squeezing and squishing my bladder, my own tickly fingers sending electric shocks through the trembling organ. Urine pinches at the sensitive walls of my bladder and I moan, stripping into nothing, just me and a towel. I stay upright, legs apart. I tell myself to just hold it, it’s just piss you can handle it. It’s just Diet Coke and green tea and water and water-

You know what? Why don’t I go show myself what I’m not allowed to have. I go into the bathroom, and do a fake pee. I’m standing. I’m arching. I’m on the brink. I start tugging myself, flicking my tip with each stroke. I relax. I’m ok. I’m ok, I don’t have to go anymore. I made the feeling go away. I’m ok to leave the bathroom, I don’t need it. I go back to my towel.

A little time passes, I’m reading fics where guys have to hold their piss for a long time, through a whole day at the mall, or out on a hike. I have to hold it just like them. Which I can, now that I don’t feel it as much now - oh. Oh. Oh I read a story where a desperate boy is at the movie theater watching pirates on the ocean, and my bladder surges, my own ocean inside me reminding me STRONGLY that it is still here.

My thighs squish together and I bend into a curtsy as a first drop of pee trickles down to my tip. I grind and groan and breathe until the urge dies down and I can straighten up again. Phew. I held it in.

More time passes and I watch videos of other guys getting to pee, one in a urinal with his stream pitter pattering against the porcelain, another with his dick in a water bottle, filling it up with hot bubbling piss. It’s loud. It’s on loop, incessant relief incessant sound I can’t, I can’t!!

I crumple into myself, jiggling on the spot. I’m desperate! I have to pee now, right now!

Ooooh, but I’m not allowed! I’m not allowed to go! But I have to! I start panicking, thinking about where else I could pee that isn’t the toilet. I quiver into one corner, wishing it was an outdoor wall that I could just gush onto, fat drops of pee spilling out of me -

I’m shaking, my bladder thundering with need. I can’t go here! I can’t pee! I have to hold it! I have to contain myself! I manage to pry myself away from the wall and back to my towel. The videos are still playing, more and more guys getting to pee. Getting to pee in their pants, in the shower, in the toilet... I’m not allowed to pee anywhere. I’m going to explode. I hop from foot to foot, panting. I’m going to pee. I’m gonna loose it. I’m I’m I’m tugging myself again, oh god please don’t let me loose it, I can hold it, I can hold it in. I take a deep breath. I can hold it. I stand back up straight and lift my arms in the air.

Within minutes I’m writhing again, dick trembling as it struggles to contain the pounding river of pee pulsing inside it. Stay standing! Arms up! Don’t give in! Hold it!

I hold it. I collapse to my knees. I knead and shake and rock and moan. It’s too much! It’s too much pee! I can’t take it!! My bladder tingles, making my spine arch, little sparkles tickling up my back and neck. I fall on all fours, trembling.

I can’t hold it! I cry. I can’t hold it anymore. I’m bursting. I have to pee. Oh god I have to pee so badly. I imagine being stuck in this perpetual state of desperation, body strung so tightly I’m seconds away from bursting, nerves on fire. I can’t hold it and spurt for 3 seconds onto the towel.

I mewl and rock back and forth, my body in terrible ecstasy from the effort of stopping the leak. But I stop it, and I calm down. A little came out, that’s fine. It was just a little. And now I can hold the rest!

Spoiler: I couldn’t hold the rest, I tugged until I felt my orgasm and an accident crest over me and rushed to the bathtub where I exploded all of it all over that porcelain instead.

[l0nely-pup]

being a freak is so strange bc wdym

"had such a long and hard day :(( time to hold my pee to feel better"

[pr3ttypunisher]

i dare you to press a vibrator right against your clit while you have a full bladder. press down on your bladder with your free hand while the vibrator works.

it feels so different with a full bladder, doesn’t it baby? when your bladder’s empty, the vibrator feels good. but when it’s full? oh, poor thing. it feels incredible. almost too good. every vibration hitting differently. stronger. more intense. your full bladder making everything more sensitive.

aww, and you’re getting so wet from it. feel how much wetter you get when your bladder’s full like this? your body responding so much more. dripping. the combination of fullness and vibration making you soaked.

poor baby. you’re going to have to try so hard to hold both. i know it’s difficult, sweetheart. with an empty bladder you could edge yourself for hours. but like this? with all that pressure? holding your bladder while getting so close to cumming? both needs building at the same time? it’s so much harder, isn’t it?

turn it up higher, baby. press your hand down harder on that full bladder. i know, i know it makes everything feel even better but also makes it so much harder to hold. that’s why it’s better this way though, right? feels so much more intense than it ever does when you’re empty.

you’re starting to leak a little, aren’t you? can’t help it. the vibrator feels too good. the pressure too much. poor baby can’t hold it perfectly. that’s okay, sweetheart. just keep trying. feel how good those little leaks feel mixed with the vibrations.

getting so close now. so wet. so full. so desperate. the vibrator working your clit while your bladder’s screaming at you. trying so hard to hold both but it’s getting impossible. feels too good. better than it’s ever felt with an empty bladder. your body wants to let go of everything.

and when you finally can’t hold it anymore.. when both releases happen at once and you’re cumming and pissing and making such a beautiful mess, you’re going to understand why a full bladder makes it so much better, baby.

[captainnana11]

I conditioned my sub into pissing himself on command. No exaggeration.

Like, I say two words, and his body just obeys. No warning, no hesitation.

Just soaking whatever he’s wearing. It started as a joke during a scene. Whenever I let him pee, I’d whisper “go drip” while stroking his hair, praising him like a good boy. Didn’t even think much of it. Just something soft. A little degrading.

Except it worked.

Last time I used it, he broke. Full-body shaking, begging, crying while he pissed down his thighs and said thank you.

And the best part?

He doesn’t know when I’ll say it next. Could be during a scene. Could be at brunch. Thing is, he never knows.

[lemonslushie]

GODDDDDD I want to be an omo streamer so bad. Just go live a couple of times a week and play games in cute little outfits, have people be able to donate different amounts to have me drink more, or give me different challenges, chatting with everyone and getting teased while they all get to watch me as I get more and more squirmy and frantic,,,

In another life where people are more chill about sex work this is how I fund my artistic dreams and have the time of my life