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wetsalesman

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About wetsalesman

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  • My pronouns are..
    he/him

My Kinks

  • I'm into..
    Bathroom Control
    Watersports
    Cuddling
    Exhibitionism
    Pleasure control

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  1. On the road today for an 8 hour road trip. No one else is in the car. I’ve had my large coffee and a bottle of water after 1 hour in. I was absolutely bursting and needed to find somewhere in the middle of nowhere. I managed to find a Walmart 20 minutes down the interstate. Flew into the lot and then you gotta get out, hope not to leak, and then walk in like ‘it’s all cool’, I’m not dying here... I did make it to the urinal, but barely. I do want to try on one of the pull ups that I brought, since it is new and you don’t know until you try, right? updates to follow, feel free to say hello.
  2. I would love to try it. The clothed lap sitting would be the best!
  3. Sounds good to me. I’d like to hear more about your trip!
  4. Agreed here 100%. My wife is very open and understanding about things, we have a talk it out relationship. The issue for me is I have compartmentalized this for a long time, but would like to bring it up. There are some things I have noted over the years that would either lead me to believe she would be ‘okay’ with me doing it, but may be intrigued too.
  5. How long have you two been together and did your interest pre date your marriage? Feel free to Pm it not comfortable to answer here.
  6. @wetskipants I am currently in the same position as you. I am interested and experimenting, but would like to inform her and then let her make her decision whether she wants to be part of it. It’s just overcoming that nerve to ask. I deal with “no” or “fuck off” on the daily being in sales, but this is someone I’m spending my life with; it’s someone I care about their opinion, likely the only opinion I care about. Feel free to message me. I’d love to get some more details on your relationship etc .
  7. Will do. I’ll post some updates on them this coming Friday once I’m on the road.
  8. Just purchased my first pack of pull up underwear for wetting and experimenting. Don’t know what you like until you try it, right? Went with Abena M3 pull ups. Delivery tomorrow, excited to pick up from the Amazon drop box. I will be taking these on my road trip this Friday!
  9. This. One more time for those that missed it and those still in the 1800s. I’ve got love for all humans.
  10. @SoggyShorts Thanks for the tips and comments! The reminder of water intoxication is a good reminder for everyone. I have experienced this before and it’s not fun; while it’s not fun, it can be down right dangerous. I read that healthy adult kidney can progress 800-1000mL in perfect conditions. I’ll likely stick to my normal ‘omo intake’ of 600-800ml per hour; couple this with some coffee and it’s usually the perfect balance. I just really enjoy the feeling of the release. Definitely plan to cover the seat first in some plastic and then sit on a towel for comfort. I may experiment with some pull ups, haven’t decided. The Pull ups would be from a wetting experience interest and to make cleanup easy, Im not personally into the AB scene itself, but I do get it too. I would also like to go on a walk or two from my hotel and have a public wetting accident while out walking the local retails shops around the hotel; a discreet accident of course.
  11. Agreed here with WetDave. While I am not ‘part’ of the LGBT+ community, I am an ally for anyone in it. This site is extremely accepting, but also well moderated for those assholes that do slip through. Hopefully this helps to encourage your exploration a little.
  12. I’m heading out of town very early on Friday morning this week. I’ll have about 8 hours of actual driving to do. I am looking to experiment with wetting while driving and explore more wetting over the weekend while out of town in my hotel room and surrounding areas. I will be alone so I will have privacy. I’ll have bottles of water and Starbucks. I will post in Omo Live thread when on the road and will include updates of my potential wetness. I am not planning to do a desperation hold while driving, so please no grief there, but I am willing to experiment with wetting and driving as needed. I would love to hear from some community members and any fun ideas you can suggest or things to try, please chime in.
  13. Mowing the lawn, yes. Washing the car, of course. Tending to my garden and trees, yeup. Adds to the fun of the whole activity!
  14. This experience story covers my first time wetting myself clothed. This is also my first story ever, so forgive the run on sentences and such. I’m usually better with numbers than words. Enjoy. My Omo interests started when I was beginning high school. I was the nerdy skater that was into some interesting kinks but refused to tell anyone or talk about it with anyone. I would visit sites like WetSet back then, but always preferred a more amateur. After watching videos online I would wet myself in my bedroom at night and have everything cleaned up before my parents woke the next morning. This bedroom isolation fun went on for about 2 years, but then getting my drivers license changed everything. It provided freedom and privacy that I had not experienced before. It. Was. Awesome. Once I had my license I was able to go out into the public darkness of night and yet be outside but also being in the privacy of my car with dark tinted windows. At this time in my life I also bought and sold collectible action figures, so I routinely scoured the local Walmarts and up and down the coast on Friday and Saturday nights for newly shelved hard to find items. It was decided that one weekend that I would be driving about 2 hours away and then back late at night I was going to wet myself in my car while driving home. The timing would have allowed most of my pants to dry so no one at home should notice, plus getting home long after midnight, no one would be up at home anyways. (I lived one of those unsupervised childhoods, as long as I brought home honor roll my parents didn’t care how late I stayed out or where I went. They just figured if I brought home good grades, I must be doing something right in life, hahaha). On with the night... My collectible hunting nights typically consisted of visiting 5-6 Walmart stores. These were typically within a 90 minute radius of my home. Sadly, today I can now visit 5 Walmart’s within 30 minutes; they freaking took over man! I typically keep a water bottle with me to stay hydrated as one should, but this night I was going to drink 2-3 water bottles during the night; but of course pass up on all of the restrooms in each store. The night started off as usual (except I had a few extra towels and a large plastic trash bag in my car that I don’t usually carry). At the first store I wandered around the door department and scoped out all of the ‘new’ stock pallets they roll out after 10p for overnight stocking. This is the key time to go, when the pallets haven’t even been unloaded. Since I brought a water bottle inside since holding was the name of the game that night. I had finished my first bottle before I left my first stop of the night. While I was proud of this accomplishment, I realized the tortuous fun this will cause in the short future. I head off to my next store, aware that I could pee, but not so much that I needed to pee. The process repeats at the next two stores, each time consuming half a bottle of water and bypassing the toilets again. As I get to my fourth stop, I’m feeling pretty okay still, until I got out of the car and stood up. Then it hit me, my bladder shot from a 3/4 to a 6/7. I had to take a moment and compose myself next to my car before heading to the entrance doors, I didn’t want anyone to see me desperate or look suspicious. Back then, after midnight the stores are empty; but that also makes you easier to spot as one of the few shoppers, you wanted to remain discreet to not be noticed. I walk into the store and proceeded to the toy aisles and started wander back and forth as usual. After a few minutes I found myself wandering, but then realizing I wasn’t actually paying attention to the items. My mind was focused on the increasing pressure and attention being demanded by my bladder. Becoming aware of this, I proceeded to drink more water and go back to focusing on my task. After finding some items I had to now go check out, with a cashier! No self checkout back then. I’m desperate and dying, but also loving the pressure. So I go up, smile and make small talk with the cashier while slightly squirming, with a slight smile that probably said I was up to something. Grabbing my receipt I decide I was going to start heading home, but first to prep my car. I got out the large trash bag and wrapped my vinyl (LOL, the irony) seats. I then dropped several towels across the seat to catch between my legs but also any side wetness and to soak up puddling. Happy with my handy work I sat down, removed my wallet and belt and proceeded to head towards home. After probably less than 10 minutes I am now dying to pee. The pressure had mounted to a point of pee now, somewhere, cause it’s gonna happen. I continued down the road while simultaneously relaxing, and it happened. It actually happened. A little dribble at first and then followed by a steady stream. The dark patch on the front of my pants quickly grew and spread to the sides and slowly ran down the outside of my thighs as well. I loved it. I felt so safe and warm and relaxed with my self. I really enjoyed it. On the drive home I ended up peeing my pants several more times, so much for drying them out before getting home. When I arrived at home, the house was dark and everyone was clearly asleep; this was a good thing since my pants were very clearly soaked front to back to my knees. I quietly crept into the house, peeled off my wet cloths and hid them until the morning when I could run my own wash. The night was a first of many similar to this. This was the start to a new kink in my life, one I still enjoy to this day.
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