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DespLoveDennis

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  1. Here I have noticed an evolution to unisex bathrooms in festival situations. Normally you would have toilet wagons with a male and female part. With the male part consisting of urinals and a small amount of stalls. Or often there would be separate urinals outside. The urinals were always smelly things, so guess they wanted a cleaner look. Now it's a sort of container building they put down. All around there are doors, each leading to one stall. With then a mirror and faucets at one side to wash hands. It's a much cleaner look, and it's unisex: male and female use the same stalls. There seem to be more stalls in total so it seems. The lines were quite okay last year when I went to the toilet, but it was a quiet edition after covid. And I did not go to really big events yet. But I'm a bit nervously curious how it will be if I have to queue every time from now on. Especially if I have had to drink and the lines are long. Please send some tips as I am not used to that! 😄
  2. It's handy to first get into the subject "do you have any strange fantasies?" when you both are in a cheeky mood. And you can specifiy that those strange fantasies can be things others are not aroused by. Then you can talk in general that you always felt excited about ... I think it is less threatening when you bring on your interest as YOUR interest. Not as something you want HER to do. Let it sit for a while then, so she can think about it. 😉
  3. That's why I love your accounts of being in slow moving bathroom lines! 😉
  4. I have given some psychological care. It's a strange thing when you are into this fetish, but most women think that when they have an accident the guy will be disgusted by them. So they comment about themselves with a lot of shame or apologies. It can be a real care for them when you let them know you don't see it as something negative. I have even seen this behaviour when girls have to pee in my vicinity, like where I can hear or see them. They think it will disgust me. And they are super happy when it doesn't. Seems like the idea of "women are pristine creatures that don't pee" is still fixed into the minds of many people.
  5. The slight irritation a woman can show towards me when she is very desperate and I am not moving fast enough (according to her) to open the door, or drive through the streets.
  6. When they have that energy of "I want to go forward!!", but the line is keeping them in the same spot. They then start walking on the spot, tapping their heels, sighing and stepping aside to see why the line isn't moving.
  7. I love the role as helpful friend. It's a position I have found myself in with many girlfriends. It's a nice position as you can witness the desperation up close without being creepy.
  8. I have always enjoyed seeing desperation. Ironically, I have a small bladder myself, and I am quite nervous about that in real life. It's like me enjoying other's desperation is a compensation for that. I also often find people see it as something funny that a guy has a small bladder, which has always made me feel embarrased about my problems. Lately I opened up about it to a real life girlfriend. And I would like to talk more about it. Maybe ending up enjoying my side of desperation more. Any people of you would like to chat about my real life troubles with my small bladder? Drop my a message if you like. I would find it interesting to hear your opinions about it.
  9. I can totally affirm that! I am from Belgium too, and I love our beer culture. But man, it works on the bladder! Often it seems that twice the amount comes out. One of the effects is also the "sudden desperation": so one moment you don't really need to pee, and all of a sudden your bladder starts filling at record pace. Typically causes trouble on the way home indeed!
  10. I once had an almost-accident when I drove my car out of the university parking lot. It was hard to see any oncoming traffic and I had missed a truck that was driving on the road. As soon as I turned onto the road it appeared as a giant image in my mirrors, and he honked LOUD AND LONG in total anger. I vibrated through my whole body and I got such a scare that I felt my bladder contract and (I think) some drops escape. I was just able to cut of the further flow and return to normal. But I remember that I kept being "desperate", like really needing to pee. So I had to drive home with this bursting feeling and rush inside to finally get relief.
  11. Wow, I have never read a better description of the dilemma I am often in. If I drink lots in a short time, I get desperate quickly (which is nice if I want to enjoy desperation in private), but it is so hard to hold it! This makes a fast desperation over quite quickly. When it is a gruadual buildup, I seem to be able to hold on much longer. But then it takes a lot more time to get to the desperate state. I also recognize the problem with it in situations where desperation is not desired. I have the same thing as you when I am out drinking with friends and a lot of liquid goes into me in a short time. You know: you are vibing with friends, and talking - drinking- talking - drinking. When I am unlucky a sudden wave of desperation hits me on the way home or during a trip between two pubs or so. It can be so embarrassing because just like you I cannot easily hold such sudden filling of my bladder. So even if it is like a 15 minute walk between two pubs, it already amounts to a very desperate situation. Which can be so crazy to other people! 😅
  12. Isn't this also dependent on the relative bladder sizes? Someone with a huge bladder could just choose not to go outside. Because he/she doesn't find it comfortable, or just likes to hold it. I have a rather small bladder capacity, so I would find it quite unfair if a woman would use the "you should not go as a guy, because we women can't go too" argument on me while she had a super large bladder.
  13. For me it certainly started as a coping mechanism. I was very embarrassed by my desperation and accidents as a kid. So when I saw others in the same situation, it was like I could "project" those feelings on them. Sort of like: haha, I am not the only one! It as only in puberty it also became a sexual fetish because it got linked to my interest in girls. I still feel embarrassed by my small bladder nowadays, although I am more open about it now. I feel that talking about it on forums like this also is a sort of coping with it. The fact that people enjoy this kind of content here and listen to your stories helps to give them a nice place in my head.
  14. I worked as a teacher once at a school where the male teachers organized a "men-weekend" every year. It was a former all-girls school, so there were far less male teachers and they held this weekend as a sort of bonding activity. I decided to go with them that year. They had rented a house in a more nature part of the country. One of the guys had a minivan that he would drive to there. So we were with like 7 or 8 people in the van. As a typical guy thing, they had crates of beer in the trunk - more than enough for the whole weekend. And during the ride they all decided to already open some beers (except for the driver of course). I am not such a "men among each other" type, but I decided to participate. It brought a lot of joy in the van, but after a short while I already needed to pee. I really don't have the bladder capacity for long car rides, let alone for drinking alcohol during them! But nobody was mentioning a need to pee, so I decided to wait it out for a bit. Just as I was starting to feel quite uncomfortable, others were also starting to complain about filling bladders. The driver had planned a rest stop at a "very nice spot along the way" where we also could eat something, but that was still like two hours away. This caused a discussion if we would stop more early, or if we would wait it out till then. It was not really a heavy discussion, more like a lot of joking and teasing around. Which made me quite nervous as I now was getting really desperate. I felt it was more about the teasing than really planning in a stop. I had stopped drinking, but I regretted the pints I already had had. I knew they were too much for me. Lucky there was another guy that was a bit more serious too. And together with him I could convince the rest that we should take a short stop. Again with a lot of teasing and laughing, but I did not mind: I wanted to pee, and as soon as possible! Which even wasn't that soon, to my annoyance. We were on this highway circling a large city, with dense traffic and no areas to do even a quick rest stop. We saw signs for a gas station with facilities, a few kilometers further. It was decided we would stop there, but the traffic was quite slow so it took like ages to bridge those kilometers! My bladder was really hurting at that point. It was like the beer was going down big time, I could feel it getting worse by the minute. There where the others were like just annoyed that they had to wait with a full bladder, I was in a totally desperate state. You know, that one person in your car that needs to pee so badly he is making a whole show around it? Yeah, that was me ... and I could not help it. I wished I could just wait it out, gritting my teeth or so, but I was in too much panic. It felt like I was about to wet my pants any next second. We made the rest stop. And yes, I made it too. With a bladder that was painful for the rest of the day. And with a lot of comments from my colleagues that found my small bladder capacity super amusing. Luckily they did not comment on it the following days of the weekend. Guess for them it was just some thing that happened. No fetish lovers among them, I guess! 🙂
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