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AnaxGardner

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    Bathroom Control
    Bedwetting
    Biting
    Bondage
    Cuddling
    Face-sitting
    Gags
    Licking
    Pleasure control
    Sadism / Masochism
    Stomach bulging

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  1. “Ryan, I have to pee,” I admitted.

    Ryan picked his head up from my neck.  He stood a full head taller than me, making me crane my neck to look into those stunning brown eyes of his.  Between the intensity in his eyes and the hand he had on my now throbbing dick, he commanded the situation.  I thought he would move.  I thought he’d let me go to the bathroom and wait outside the door for me to finish so he could throw me onto the bed.  Instead, his hand clenched tighter, and his lip curled up into a smirk when my eyes rolled back.  Not only did it feel fucking incredible, but it took a little bit of the pressure off my overfilled bladder.  He waited for my eyes to open again before saying anything, and his response turned my legs to jelly.

    “Big boys can hold it, right baby?”

     

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  2. “C-can I be a little more patient? I- I really have to pee.”

    Instead of an answer I was met with him shifting his position and straddling my leg while his lips attached to my neck. 
     

    I’ll take that as a no… 
     

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  3. Hey! I write primarily male omorashi. I just opened my first commission if you’re interested!
  4. You’ve been so patient,” he whispered, putting slight pressure on the spot behind my ear. As much as I wanted him to keep working me with his hand—dear God please don’t stop doing that—the heavy pressure in my lower belly caused by the numerous drinks the night before was starting to interfere with enjoying it. “C-can I be a little more patient? I-I really have to pee.” Instead of an answer I was met with him shifting his position and straddling my leg while his lips attached to my neck. I’ll take that as a no. I'm happy to announce my first commissioned piece is up for sale! It's just over 1000 words and is selling for $10 (cash app or venmo). You'll get a google docs link to the complete story you can access at any time. Feel free to message me on here or twitter (anaxgardner) if you have questions or want to commission a piece for yourself!
  5. Oh my lord. This is the second time I’ve posted it and had someone tell me the text matches the background. I’ve tried both black and white text and every time it matches the background. I don’t know what else to do 😅😅 someone help 😂
  6. I'm Ana-- long time lurker but new poster. I had quite a following known as DesperateDom on Tumblr before the great tumblr crash of 2019. I've taken quite a hiatus from writing (omo content that is) I feel like I'm ready to get back into the swing of things and want to start offering commissions. Prices will depend on the length of the commission as well as if it's custom or pre-written. I have more details and am more available over on twitter. @anaxgardner Happy Reading! -Ana
  7. *A resubmit due to a formatting error on my part--apologies 😅* Hi All! I'm posting an older work of mine here--if you like what you've read I do have open commissions! 😁 You can check my Tumblr and Twitter for more details: @anaxgardner on both. This was an older post of mine-- if you like what you've read I am currently taking commissions-- more details on my Tumblr and Twitter both @anaxgardner. Happy Reading! “So, will you come back to my place?” I nearly choked. It had been so long since I’d been on a date, and even longer since I’d let a guy take me home. I was married for five years, and was exclusive with Troy for three years before that, so a lot of things had changed since I’d last gone out with a guy. “Jacob? Are you okay?” I snapped out of my trance to see his green eyes staring at me. He nervously picked at his nails. “I uh… I’m fine. It’s just… this is still all new to me,” I confessed. “If I go back to your place, we have sex, right?” The redhead leaned across the table and dropped his voice down to a whisper. “Jacob, if you come back to my place, we can do whatever you want. We don’t have to have sex. I won’t make you do anything you’re uncomfortable with. He leaned in, pressing a kiss ever so gently to my lips, and I found myself wondering if everyone else was watching the two guys making out in the corner booth. “Make yourself comfortable,” Austin said, loosening his grip on my hand as we stepped over the threshold into his apartment. “I’ll be right back, I just have to use the bathroom.” I felt my skin heat up and the thought of the three glasses of wine he had through dinner rushing to his bladder made my heart skip a beat. “Wait!” I called, causing him to stop and look at me. I took three steps forward and slammed my lips against his, taking him by surprise. Austin’s hands found my waist as his lips moved against mine. I never got the chance to explore my kink with Troy. He always thought it was stupid, but I wasn’t going to let the opportunity pass me by this time. Austin seemed different. I would do whatever it took to keep him out of that bathroom until the last possible second. Our lips separated with a low chuckle rumbling from his chest. “Damn, boy, can I at least pee first?” Our eyes met, and I knew the control was all mine. My mouth curved up into a smile. “No.” I expected Austin to be disgusted, but as I picked my hand up and traced a finger along his lower belly, he simply raised an eyebrow at me and said, “Is that the game we’re playing tonight?” I held my head down and nodded. “Okay then.” Austin took a step back and made a show out of crossing and uncrossing his legs. “Please, Jacob?” he begged, “I really have to go.” I bit the inside of my cheek, shaking my head. I flattened my hand against his stomach. I gently pushed with my fingertips, getting a flinch out of him. “I think you need another drink.” He smirked, knowing exactly where my mind was going. “There’s a bottle of chardonnay in the fridge.” Two more glasses later, Austin was holding his alcohol surprisingly well. Other than the occasional shift of his hips, I would have never known he was holding back a full bladder. “You were holding before dinner, weren’t you?” I asked, finishing off my third class of the night. He bashfully nodded. “I don’t want you to think I’m a pig, but sex feels so much better with a full—mmph.” Instead of getting the last word out, he winced and placed his hand on his lower belly. “Show me,” I ordered. Austin’s wine glass went to the table in front of him. Once he lifted his shirt, I took a second to marvel at his very overfilled bladder protruding out of his stomach. I fought back the urge to touch it. No, not yet. Instead I held my hand out towards him. “What?” he asked. “Lead me to your bedroom.” He took my hand and pulled me to my feet. Feeling my own bladder start to weigh heavy in my stomach, I said, “You said sex it better with a full bladder. Prove it.” God, did he prove it. While he had to stop quite a few times to keep control of his bladder, sex with Austin was better than anything I’d ever had with Troy. Afterwards, Austin stood, pulling on his jeans. “Where do you think you’re going?” I asked. “Um…the bathroom? I hope.” I knew what he was feeling. His orgasm made his need worsen. He couldn’t stand still, dancing on the spot as I stood and put my own jeans back on. “Not yet.” He groaned. “Lay down.” He obeyed reluctantly, but moved a hand to knead at his crotch once he laid down. I smirked and went back to the kitchen, filling a clear plastic cup with warm water. “Please don’t make me drink that,” Austin whined as I returned to the bedroom, “I don’t think I can hold it much longer.” “This isn’t for you to drink.” I laid down next to him, dipping my fingers into the water which sent a jolt to my own bladder. Holding my hand over his stomach, I let the water drip onto his skin, and his reaction was instant. “Ah!” he yelled, drawing his legs up and tightening his grip. I expected him to tell me to stop, but he didn’t. I held the cup directly over him and slowly tilted it, letting the warm water fall over him. He groaned, twisting his legs and shoving his hand deeper into his crotch until he couldn’t take it anymore. “I can’t hold it!” he cried. I moved the cup to the nightstand and turned back just in time to see his jeans turn dark. Austin tried to stop, but no amount of squeezing and leg crossing could cut off the flow his bursting bladder was pushing out of him. He finally relaxed and I reached over, taking his pee-soaked hand in mine. I watched in awe as his bladder continued to empty with a loud hiss. A full two minutes later, Austin let out the breath he was holding as his bladder was finally empty. The bed, along with our jeans, were completely soaked. I was still speechless. “Are you okay?” he asked me. I nodded and laughed. It was my turn. “I uh… I have to pee,” I confessed. Austin raised an eyebrow. “Oh, do you?” Another nod. He gave me an evil smile. “I think this is the beginning of a beautiful relationship.”
  8. Hi! So sorry about that!!! It shows up on a black background for me— I’m no good with new websites 😅😅😅 No it’s not a true story. I’m actually an aspiring author
  9. This was an older post of mine-- if you like what you've read I am currently taking commissions-- more details on my Tumblr and Twitter both @anaxgardner. Happy Reading! “So, will you come back to my place?” I nearly choked. It had been so long since I’d been on a date, and even longer since I’d let a guy take me home. I was married for five years, and was exclusive with Troy for three years before that, so a lot of things had changed since I’d last gone out with a guy. “Jacob? Are you okay?” I snapped out of my trance to see his green eyes staring at me. He nervously picked at his nails. “I uh… I’m fine. It’s just… this is still all new to me,” I confessed. “If I go back to your place, we have sex, right?” The redhead leaned across the table and dropped his voice down to a whisper. “Jacob, if you come back to my place, we can do whatever you want. We don’t have to have sex. I won’t make you do anything you’re uncomfortable with. He leaned in, pressing a kiss ever so gently to my lips, and I found myself wondering if everyone else was watching the two guys making out in the corner booth. “Make yourself comfortable,” Austin said, loosening his grip on my hand as we stepped over the threshold into his apartment. “I’ll be right back, I just have to use the bathroom.” I felt my skin heat up and the thought of the three glasses of wine he had through dinner rushing to his bladder made my heart skip a beat. “Wait!” I called, causing him to stop and look at me. I took three steps forward and slammed my lips against his, taking him by surprise. Austin’s hands found my waist as his lips moved against mine. I never got the chance to explore my kink with Troy. He always thought it was stupid, but I wasn’t going to let the opportunity pass me by this time. Austin seemed different. I would do whatever it took to keep him out of that bathroom until the last possible second. Our lips separated with a low chuckle rumbling from his chest. “Damn, boy, can I at least pee first?” Our eyes met, and I knew the control was all mine. My mouth curved up into a smile. “No.” I expected Austin to be disgusted, but as I picked my hand up and traced a finger along his lower belly, he simply raised an eyebrow at me and said, “Is that the game we’re playing tonight?” I held my head down and nodded. “Okay then.” Austin took a step back and made a show out of crossing and uncrossing his legs. “Please, Jacob?” he begged, “I really have to go.” I bit the inside of my cheek, shaking my head. I flattened my hand against his stomach. I gently pushed with my fingertips, getting a flinch out of him. “I think you need another drink.” He smirked, knowing exactly where my mind was going. “There’s a bottle of chardonnay in the fridge.” Two more glasses later, Austin was holding his alcohol surprisingly well. Other than the occasional shift of his hips, I would have never known he was holding back a full bladder. “You were holding before dinner, weren’t you?” I asked, finishing off my third class of the night. He bashfully nodded. “I don’t want you to think I’m a pig, but sex feels so much better with a full—mmph.” Instead of getting the last word out, he winced and placed his hand on his lower belly. “Show me,” I ordered. Austin’s wine glass went to the table in front of him. Once he lifted his shirt, I took a second to marvel at his very overfilled bladder protruding out of his stomach. I fought back the urge to touch it. No, not yet. Instead I held my hand out towards him. “What?” he asked. “Lead me to your bedroom.” He took my hand and pulled me to my feet. Feeling my own bladder start to weigh heavy in my stomach, I said, “You said sex it better with a full bladder. Prove it.” God, did he prove it. While he had to stop quite a few times to keep control of his bladder, sex with Austin was better than anything I’d ever had with Troy. Afterwards, Austin stood, pulling on his jeans. “Where do you think you’re going?” I asked. “Um…the bathroom? I hope.” I knew what he was feeling. His orgasm made his need worsen. He couldn’t stand still, dancing on the spot as I stood and put my own jeans back on. “Not yet.” He groaned. “Lay down.” He obeyed reluctantly, but moved a hand to knead at his crotch once he laid down. I smirked and went back to the kitchen, filling a clear plastic cup with warm water. “Please don’t make me drink that,” Austin whined as I returned to the bedroom, “I don’t think I can hold it much longer.” “This isn’t for you to drink.” I laid down next to him, dipping my fingers into the water which sent a jolt to my own bladder. Holding my hand over his stomach, I let the water drip onto his skin, and his reaction was instant. “Ah!” he yelled, drawing his legs up and tightening his grip. I expected him to tell me to stop, but he didn’t. I held the cup directly over him and slowly tilted it, letting the warm water fall over him. He groaned, twisting his legs and shoving his hand deeper into his crotch until he couldn’t take it anymore. “I can’t hold it!” he cried. I moved the cup to the nightstand and turned back just in time to see his jeans turn dark. Austin tried to stop, but no amount of squeezing and leg crossing could cut off the flow his bursting bladder was pushing out of him. He finally relaxed and I reached over, taking his pee-soaked hand in mine. I watched in awe as his bladder continued to empty with a loud hiss. A full two minutes later, Austin let out the breath he was holding as his bladder was finally empty. The bed, along with our jeans, were completely soaked. I was still speechless. “Are you okay?” he asked me. I nodded and laughed. It was my turn. “I uh… I have to pee,” I confessed. Austin raised an eyebrow. “Oh, do you?” Another nod. He gave me an evil smile. “I think this is the beginning of a beautiful relationship.”
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