Allegretto

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  1. Allegretto

    Peed In Shorts (Male)

    Fantastic compilation, love the pictures! Keep drinking and wearing the sports shorts!
  2. Allegretto

    Pee shyness in men

    Sorry, it sent by mistake. To continue: at more or less the time I went and he and one of the other men headed to the gents. I encountered both of them standing at a trough urinal. One was going but the other seemed to be in trouble unable to go. I decided to go and just leave them and maybe as the one who was going finished and the desperate one was left alone he was able to relieve himself, but I wondered what state he might get into afterwards if he had to come away having not relieved himself. In that situation how desperate do you get before need overcomes shyness and you are able to just let go? Has anyone out there ever pissed themself later because they had to pass up an opportunity to go when they really needed to?
  3. Allegretto

    Pee shyness in men

    I have never suffered from this but have often thought about how troublesome it must be in certain situations. I was at a pub with a friend recently and we were about to leave, so I went for a pee. There was a group of men at the next table having a great time and from time to time one or other of them would head off to the gents, all very natural. One guy in particular was clearly in fairly desperate need at
  4. Allegretto

    Wet carhartts, and then a piss and clean

    Seems you've had a good time lately! Excellent pics! Can we see the vid?
  5. Allegretto

    X tube channel

    I'm having trouble trying to find it. Can you provide an actual link please.
  6. Allegretto

    Your first time

    If I arrived at the seaside with my parents as a child wanting to go, I always enjoyed getting in the sea and letting out my warm pee in the cold sea in my swimming trunks, but I don't count that, it was just a practical way of relieving myself. Indeed on one occasion I went to the beach with my Aunt and some friends and I was so desperate by the time we got there on the bus, I was struggling to keep it in while changing under the towel into the swimming trunks that would give me relief, and was very close to doing it in my trunks on the sand before making my dash for the sea. Bu the real first conscious wetting came on a walk back from the pub after a few beers as a student at university. I was wearing my favourite denim jeans, left the pub already bursting and neglecting to use the facilities before leaving for the 20 minute walk back to my student room. It took three attempts to overcome my inhibitions, but the third time I was so desperate and so aroused it just happened and I haven't looked back since.
  7. I like Johnny's response. On occasions when I have been close to bursting, someone else in the same predicament wetting themselves with me would be amazing.
  8. Allegretto

    School toilets

    A lot of threads on this site revolve around pee shyness or fear of using toilets at school and I wonder what different peoples' experiences were of school toilets. I went to a small village primary school of just two classes which was an incredibly happy place. Of course it was in an old Victorian building and the toilets were an outside block. For the boys there was a single long urinal with no barriers. Unsavoury though all that may sound especially on wet days in the winter, I don't ever remember any bullying or any boy being pee shy. When breaktime came we all ran there together, stood in a line and peed communally. Looking back on it, in an odd sort of way it encouraged camaraderie. We used to have competitions to see who could get it the furthest up the wall (not that I was good at that compared to others). Of course my secondary school ones were a different story I won't go into. It makes me wonder whether attempts to modernise and sanitise school toilets over the years have actually resulted in more fear of using them and bullying there. Any thoughts?
  9. Allegretto

    Childhood pants wetting memories

    I don't ever remember wetting myself in my early childhood years, though I'm not saying it never happened. My worst episodes happened around the age of 10 to 12 when I started trying to hold on for longer to prove to myself I was going from boyhood to manhood! To summarise, one was after a scout Christmas party. I held on all the way through and ran to a nearby toilet block afterwards. As I pushed the door, I started to lose it in my cargo shorts. Then there was the time I went to work for the morning with my mum, got absorbed in the games and puzzles I was playing and avoided going to the toilet. On the way home, realising I was desperate, I ran ahead and when the key got stuck in the door (yes it happens in reality, not just in staged wetting videos) I totally pissed my shorts, probably aged 11. Aged 12 I found myself in a school choir practice at the local cathedral. To cut a long story short, we left school at 8.30, there was no break and I was beyond bursting by the end at midday and totally flooded my jeans as we lined up to be dismissed. That was my last wetting before I got into omo as a university student. I recall one day playing in the next door garden with the girl who lived there for much of the morning. Towards the end I watched with fascination as she started holding herself periodically. Later on she had one hand permanently thrust in her crotch until suddenly it all gushed out of the bottom of her skirt. I felt sorry for her and was desperate myself by that stage. I think I was just wearing a tee shirt and sports shorts and seriously considered wetting myself too to make her feel better, but she got upset and ran indoors and I went home and peed in the toilet (boring!). An Italian family from Naples moved to our village when I was about 10 with a lad my age. He spoke no English and struggled to make friends so I went out with him one Saturday morning to the woods on our bikes. By the end of the morning, he was holding himself, at first periodically then all the time. It was hard to communicate with him due to the language barrier and I didn't want to scare him so I didn't react. As we were about to set off home he stood by his bike and lost the struggle in his jeans. Undeterred, the next weekend we went out again. This was in a rural setting. Once more he started to hold himself towards lunch time, so I peed in some bushes where he could see me doing it. With a relieved smile on his face he came and stood beside me and did likewise. That solved that problem. Of course, as his language skills developed he soon learned to say when he wanted to go.
  10. Allegretto

    An important exam

    Five and a half hours of exam without a piss followed by a journey home! The thought fills me with horror. You have my undivided admiration as someone who was minutes from bursting in my trousers at the end of one of my 3 hour A Level exam when I was 18. But I can imagine how you felt sitting there trying to do your best without wasting time going out, even though I know you were allowed to and then not to be able to go at the end must have been purgatory! Did anyone else in that room sit out the whole thing without going out? You deserve to do well! Congratulations!
  11. Allegretto

    Made It being stuck on bus

    Time to relax and have a few beers
  12. For me it varied with age. When I was small I went whenever I felt the need as far as I can remember and I had very few accidents during most of my primary years. Round about the age of 10 to 11, I started trying to hold on longer, wanting to prove to myself that I was growing from a child into an adult and that resulted in a few accidents and I became more self conscious. I never took any risks at school, taking advantage of every break to have a precautionary one (or sometimes a badly needed one depending on whatever). I wasn't pee shy. But in other situations I wanted to test my capacity, particularly trying to hold for entire mornings, which was not natural for me. I mainly did this when out playing or in a relaxed situation where I could get to a toilet quickly if necessary. This resulted in a few misjudgements! But I also became nervous about asking in unfamiliar situations and subjected myself to agony when I really should have had the courage to tell someone I was desperate, on the odd bus trip and after a scout parade for instance. I tested myself one Sunday morning. I used to sing in the church choir and once a month we had a longish sung communion followed half an hour later by sung morning service. I decided to see if could manage to last through both services without going in between one day. I was proud that I just managed but I was cross legged and holding myself hard in my grey formal shorts under my cassock by the end, with a few drips and squirts during the last hymn and consequent damp underpants. It could have ended in disaster! I held out through an entire scout Christmas party with all the orange squash swilling around inside me one day because I as the patrol leader of the Eagles needed to demonstrate that I was a man (in my own mind). I ran to the nearby toilet block at the end and as I pushed open the door, a good third or more of my bladder contents burst in my cargo shorts, another third over the floor and the final bit in the urinal. I took my time walking home trying to dry off the evidence as much as possible. Once I came to terms with the fact I wasn't made to last whole mornings or entire parties or parades I returned to being sensible and the one full blown accident I had age 12 only occurred when I was subjected to an unreasonably long 3.5 hour morning practice with no break. After that I remained dry until I started consciously doing omo as a university student and my main teenage desperation near misses only happened on long bus trips or in long exams, but never ended in disaster.
  13. Allegretto

    Genuine reasons you have delayed peeing?

    For me: Long time on a bus, boat or train with no toilets Standing in a queue for portaloos at an outdoor event, especially if it involves booze Participating in long rehearsals or concerts eg in a church with limited or no toilets Long exams (3 hours) Nerve wracking situations like waiting for a job interview or being in a stage performance Traffic jam Trying to impress or befriend someone you don't really know who never seems to want to go themselves Drinking while watching something good on the TV. Window seat on a plane Feeling self conscious with other people because you have already been and they haven't, eg when your seal has broken while downing a few beers Totally absorbed in something until you realise you can't wait any longer Being out shopping and the toilets are far away. Long meal in a restaurant. Trying to prove to yourself that your bladder is bigger or stronger than it is. On a car ride when someone else is driving - maybe I will put it off until the next service area …..! Waking up in the night and can't be bothered to get up.
  14. Allegretto

    College Friend's Embarrassment

    Kevin was a boy in my class during my first year at secondary school. We weren't great friends, but he was a nice enough lad who I didn't know before we started at secondary school and I now regret not being friendlier with him. I had numerous near misses at that stage in my life, at least one half wetting and several complete ones, though never in front of my school mates, in fact my pee needs were pretty under control in school. But I had nothing to be proud of in that regard compared maybe to other boys of my age. I had a nervous and not the most robust of bladders. We had no mid afternoon break at school which meant 2 hours solid of classes often in the same room. Fortunately my needs were normally more intense in mornings than afternoons and I always saw afternoons as a manageable challenge rather than a situation to dread. But that was not the case for poor Kevin. One afternoon, about half way through, Kevin must have asked the teacher if he could go and had his request declined. I was more aware when he asked a second time, to meet a second refusal. It was not as if Kevin or even the rest of us were misbehaving in this class, rather the reverse, so the teacher was simply being cruel and unreasonable and the consequence of her unnecessary strictness made me dislike her after that. Following her second refusal, Kevin went quiet and I wasn't even conscious of his growing desperation. Then suddenly, his hand went up and he just said out loud in an otherwise quiet classroom "sorry miss I can't hold it any longer", at which point he stood up slowly, violently pissing his grey school shorts and leaving a big puddle under his chair, at which point the teacher apologised to him and sent him to the school office for the secretaries to sort him out. We were 11 years old and I felt so sorry for him and slightly shocked. After that I sensed that Kevin dreaded those afternoons when we were trapped in our classroom. A few days later, we were having an afternoon lesson with our very severe Headmaster. Kevin put his hand up and asked to go to be firmly rebuked. As the poor lad slumped on to the desk holding his trousers, I feared for him - please not again! At the end of the lesson Kevin was mercifully still holding on and the Head told him to go and not to let it happen again. I suspect the latter was a case of empty words, because I don't think Kevin's problem was about him not taking a precautionary pee before lessons started but more a case of a very nervous and perhaps not very strong bladder. A few days later, I was in the toilet at morning break standing at the urinal, when Kevin came in; he let out a sound of relief and started peeing next to me. He seemed to be in a smiley and confident frame of mind and said something to me along the lines of 'there are some days when we really have to go, aren't there?' I agreed but then, to my great regret in retrospect, ignored him, I think out of embarrassment that this was the boy who wet himself the other day and must have a weak bladder, doubting whether it was cool to have him as a friend. I think Kevin struggled to make friends, though he was always very nice. He just needed a supportive mate to go with him at breaks when he needed to pee and with whom he could relax about his peeing needs, and then hopefully make friends in a purely platonic school boy way. I don't think there was any more to it than that, but I now regret that I wasn't the support he wanted and we could have become good friends. Kevin and I had a lot in common, even if our needs were at their most acute at different times of the school day.
  15. Allegretto

    Jeans Wetting and Video

    Your wettings are just the best: great choice of jeans, sudden gushes and lots of hissing!