ILikeBeingBad2

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About ILikeBeingBad2

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    Dribbling
  • Birthday 02/03/1956

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  • Gender
    Male
  • Sexual Orientation
    Straight
  • Location
    Los Angeles
  • Interests
    Wetting clothes, swimming in clothes, the wet look, fun sex.

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    IlikeBeingBad2@gmail.com

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  1. Meeting Other Wetters IRL

    I been cruising around several Omo sites for a while. It is very hard to get a return "Hello" from anyone I send a friendly message to. Let alone finding an Omo girl in Los Angeles.
  2. Peeing before your pants are down?

    I was getting ready to go out for the day. It was snowing so I was dressed in long johns and jeans. Opening the front door my dog flew by me, and ran down the snow covered street. I bolted after him. I finally caught up with him about a mile from home. Carrying him home I became desperate to pee. Neighbors and kids were everywhere. I struggled not to leak while carrying my dog home. I really did not feel like stripping off three layers of pee soaked clothes and re-dressing for work. As I rounded the corner to my house, I felt a little warm wetness leak into my underwear. Looking down, I was relieved that nothing leaked threw my layered clothing. As I hurriedly walked up my driveway, I was overwhelmed with pee desperation. At the front door, and fumbling with my keys, I could hold no longer. I leaked out another little spurt of pee. Bolting to the bathroom, I hurriedly stripped off my jacket, arrived at the toilet, only to see that my pee spot was now exposed on the front of my jeans. Now I had to change! Out of breath, and feeling defeated, I lazily sat down on the toilet and blasted a steady stream of warm wet pee into my clothes.
  3. Favorite omo ideas?

    I do not get it. Every Omo guy's dream is to have their love partner wet in his lap.
  4. female My First Ever Deliberate Wetting Story

    I remember back when I was a kid attending a day summer camp in the Malibu Mountains. It was a hot California summer day. I was sipping water all day and was now desperate to pee. I was headed to the camp's restroom in the blistering hot sun. Walking hurriedly past the camp’s creek, I watched some older boys pulling some girls fully clothed into the water. It looked like it was so much fun. They all stood in the waist deep creek fully clothed, splashing each other. It was so hot, the camp counselors even seemed to be OK with all of the creek frolicking. I watched just burning to pee. I thought about my options. The restroom was so far away. I began to wonder how fun and naughty it would be, to just wade into the waist deep creek water like the other kids, and then simply pee in my clothes. I thought; “No one would ever know, and it would be way more fun than peeing in a restroom.” Just thinking about it made my heart pound. As I watched the kids splashing in the creek, and bursting to pee, I lazily leaked a little spurt of pee into my underwear. It felt nice, warm, and wet. I looked around to see if anyone was watching me. I nervously looked down to see if any wetness was showing. I did not want the kids to know that I had just leaked a warm spurt of pee in my underwear­_ _ _ (and liked it). I decided to walk to a more secluded part of the creek while watching the kids splashing about. I kept thinking about how far the bathroom was, and how nice that first warm pee spurt felt. Standing there at the water's edge and desperately burning to pee, I naughtily let go a longer warm pee spurt. I looked down and saw a dark shinny wet spot start to form on my jeans. This time, warm wet pee had pushed to the surface of my jeans. It felt comforting and so naughty, as warm wetness began seeping down into my crotch. But now there was no hiding what I had done. Bursting to continue peeing, I began to release bits of warm pee into my underwear. I looked down to see my shinny wet spot slowly spreading wider with each little release. Looking down, my pee wetness slowly seeped down my inner thighs. I knew it was so, so, naughty. Still burning to finish peeing, and now with a pee soaked crotch, I knew there was no going back. Standing at the water's edge, I just let go, flooding my underwear with a blasting stream of warm wet pee. I felt a wave of euphoria rush over me, as shinny warm pee flooded my crotch and flowed across my thighs. I stood there as warm pee seeped into my socks, and tennis shoes. The weird thing was that peeing in my clothes made me erect (which was new to me). When I was finally peed out, my blue jeans were completely soaked. Not wanting to be found out, I waded into the creek. Near the shoreline, the water was warmed from blistering the sun. As the creek water creped up to my waist, it felt like taking a warm bath with my clothes on. The warm creek water felt great against my sweaty clothed body. Wading across the creek, I felt my jeans and shirt flapping against my body in the creek’s current. I played in the creek with the other kids for the balance of the day, enjoying the sensation of peeing in my creek soaked clothes whenever I felt a little pee desperate. When I got home, I told my parents that I had only gone swimming in the creek. What I did not know at the time, was that my clothes wetting experience would change me forever.
  5. Omorashi based wet dreams?

    My wet dreams were always revolved around Omorashi. I am clearly like most of you. In my early-teens I would dream about becoming desperate to pee. It was always a warm summer's day. I would be walking threw a park looking for a bathroom. Walking past a fountain I see other kids cooling off in the water spray. I thought about how nice it would be, to wade into the thigh deep water and simply pee in my jeans. Mind made up, I step into the water. The fountain water is warm and pleasant from the blazing sun. I become more pee desperate as fountain spray begins to darken my clothing. Finally letting go, I flood my underwear with warm pee. I watch as my shinny spot spreads across the crotch of my jeans. Suddenly I awaken, finding myself ejaculating in my pajamas. My wet dreams stopped as I became sexually active with girls in High School.
  6. Wetting in Snowpants

    When I was 16 my parents rented a cabin at Snow Summit for Easter Vacation. Spring was coming, and the ski season was ending. My parents went off for another day of snow skiing. I stayed at the cabin and decided to nap in a deep lounge chair out by a steaming jacuzzi. I had been drinking hot chocolate all morning. I was dressed in long john underwear and snow pants. Soon I drifted off to sleep. Awaking around 12:00 I was desperate to pee. I just did not feel like getting up, peeling off my long john underwear and snow pants. I figured I would get up when I got really desperate. Then sister and her hot girl friend stopped in for lunch. They sat outside and hung out with me. Every once in a while I would flirt with my sister's friend. Slowly I felt a wave of pee desperation come over me. I was having so much fun flirting that I did not want to excuse myself. Another more intense wave of desperation soon came over me. Clearly, my time holding had run out. Feeling a little naughty I let go a spurt of pee into my long john underwear. Warm wet pee soaked threw my underwear and puddled in the seat of my snow pants. It was kinda fun because every time I moved in my lounge chair warm pee sloshed in the seat of my snowpants. When my sister and her friend went back inside for another sandwich, I was beyond desperation and euphorically blasted a full stream of warm wet pee into my snowpants. As I peed out, warm wetness pooled against my backside. My torso felt like it was submerged in a warm wet pool of pee. I got a little nervous when my sister and her friend came back outside to eat their sandwiches. Thankfully my snowpants never leaked out. They had no idea that I was sitting in a pool of wet pee. Soon they went back to the slopes. Standing up, a flood of pooled pee saturated the legs of my long john underwear and spilled out onto the deck. It was so much fun that I slipped into the steaming jacuzzi and slowly disrobed. I hung my jacuzzi soaked long john underwear and snowpants with all of the other wet snow clothing on a drying rack. My secret remained intact.
  7. How did you hide it as a kid?

    When I was little, I walked home from school. During warm months I would cut my walking time in half if I waded across a creek not far from my home. A few times I naughtily peed in my creek dampened clothing out of laziness. Over time I began to hold my pee at school, and then that moment of sheer desperation flood my clothes with pee. before crossing the creek. My mom knew I was wading across the creek on my way home, and would simply ask that I throw my wet clothes in the wash. As a teen I would pee and swim in jeans instead of a bathing suit. When winter came I waited until my parents were out, showered in pee soaked jeans, and then ran my wet things threw the wash.
  8. Do you like drinking or just tasting pee?

    I love the sensation massive desperation, sudden blasting release, and warm pee wetness flowing down my thighs, however its still body waste. I pass on consuming or tasting the stuff.
  9. Pictures- Pee Your Pants

    Nice!
  10. Women who wet: How does it feel?

    You naughty girl!
  11. Front or back?

    Either male or female, I agree with Bulge_Lover. There is nothing better than watching a nice wetting from the front. Only then you can see the euphoric expression of the participant at the same time. However when I grunge in silty warm mud. I like to sit back, relax, and flood my underwear with warm wet pee. Warm pee soaks my backside, from my waist to the underside of my knees. Its a very erotic sensation.
  12. One interesting problem with this fetish...

    Strangely, for two years I ran a men's ED clinic. It made me a sort of an expert on the subject. All of us males build up natural Testosterone when we sleep. In the morning an erect penus is a sign of a healthy natural Testosterone level. This causes us healthy males normally awaken erect. Sometimes it is difficult to direct my morning pee stream down into a toilet. I typically pee lazily standing in the warm stream of the shower, and see how high my stream goes. LOL! So enjoy it while it lasts! Once you hit 50 your natural Testosterone start to go down. Erections become less firm or non-existent. Over the counter meds will only work for a short while. That was where my clinic came to the rescue.
  13. Would you let your kids do it?

    I suppose I raised my kids the same as I was raised. I loved to pee and swim in jeans as a teen. It made no difference if I swam in my jeans, or soaked myself in the shower, a faint pee odor always remained. To keep things private from my parents, I would hide my wet clothing outside in a secure place. When my parents were out for the evening, I would wash and dry my pee soaked clothing. I am sure my parents knew something was up, but never said anything to embarrass me. As my kids became teens they liked to swim in their clothes after school. I must have passed my "Omo gene" to them, because their wet cloths always contained the faint odor of pee. I never said anything to embarrass them. Omo was always my greatest secret. I knew for them it would be the same.
  14. Women who wet: How does it feel?

    You are such a naughty girl Mom2three! I hope you had a nice vacation with your family.
  15. I am an Omo guy that loves the feeling of wet clothes. I like the naughtiness of wetting and swimming in clothes. Strangely, whenever I become desperate to pee, I wonder if the opportunity is right, or do I just use a restroom. “Opportunity” being not being embarrassed by gawking onlookers. Yesterday I drove a load of lumber from Los Angeles to a jobsite in Kernville. I drove hours along the picturesque Kern River. Halfway to my destination I became a little pee desperate. The truck's cab was hot, and I began to think about how nice it would be to lazily pee in my clothes and go for a cool refreshing swim. I reached my jobsite around 12:00. After unloading, I was really pee desperate. My portable restroom was there on the job, but I had other plans. I hurriedly unloaded the construction materials and headed back toward the river. Several miles from the river I realized that I would never make it. So let go a few warm, wet pee spurts in my underwear to buy me some time. Finally reaching the river, I was ready to burst! Finding a secluded shoreline with no bathers around, I parked the truck and walked up the river's edge while flooding my underwear with warm wet pee. Wading into river's current I submerged myself to the neck, while the river's current rinsed the pee from my jeans. My three hour drive back to Los Angeles was both cool and refreshing. My question is; Do you think about whether or not there is a "wetting opportunity" whenever your a little pee desperate?