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Another video! You guys were so supportive and seemed to love my first video so much so I was confident enough to post this! I hadn't peed for at least 10 hours before this and was drinking fluids the entire day so it felt incredible because it just gushed out of me. I've posted these red underwear before and now you guys get to see them be flooded! Enjoy 🙂 yes i posted this in the wrong forum before so if a mod sees it elsewhere can you please delete the other? Thanks! 20220403-001156_U0Ei3EGz.mp4
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I had a few bottles of water at work and needed to pee badly. All this water hit me and made me need to pee badly. PXL_20220417_164013513 (video-converter.com).mp4
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Always an exciting day when you get a new delivery in. Diapers are generally more of a now and then treat for me. No toilets for me this weekend I think!
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Have been testing out Trest Elite diapers which advertise a 9500ML capacity (https://www.amazon.com/TREST-Elite-Briefs-Large/dp/B097235LNW). I wore a size large, which is a little big for me but still can be made tight -- and got 12 hours of peeing while consuming a lot of water and caffeine. I've worn a few, but this was the first time that I decided to test them to the limit. I padded up at around 9AM with plastic pants, wet freely throughout the day (mostly sitting down at my desk) and then ran out for errands. Somewhere around the 11 hour mark, I became reluctant to wet more because the diaper was so full of pee that I was having trouble walking through the store... pissing sitting down had the telltale runover the leg guards and onto my thighs, which felt amazing as the diaper still managed to catch everything on the backside. After releasing freely all day, I could hardly ignore the urge and wet two more times within the last hour of my trip. By the time I made it home to shower, I had just the smallest leak in my plastic pants. The diaper was *soaked* but probably could have held even more. If I wasn't running around, it would have been great to just keep wetting until it ran into the plastic pants and soaked my legs - maybe next time... This morning, I padded up again without plastic pants (now trusting the diaper fully) and am sitting down on an underpad doing a hold until my first release. Has anyone else tried the Trest Elites? Any field reports? I think the only thing that could make them better would be velcro tapes. I imagine they'd work even better for a woman as the SAP would fill out even more evenly from the start.
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Hello everyone! So today I was feeling both brave and naughty and following advice from here I got some tight leggings and grey briefs on and after drinking nearly a litre of water I went to a park near my house. I walked over and when I arrived I could feel my bladder filling up. Now I'm very bad at holding and have a pretty small bladder anyway so I knew it wouldn't be long before I had to go. There wasn't many people around just few walking dogs and some couples. As I was getting more desperate I came off the path and there it was: a bench overlooking a small pond hidden from the main path. That bench looked like it had been put there for omorashi lovers like us! Sat down relaxed and the stream started to soak my briefs leggings and ass. It was so good to feel the warmth spreading around my ass and hear the pee splashing on the ground. Luckily my leggings are black and wasn't as obvious what happened. On the way back home I could feel my bladder full again and started leaking slowly as I walked. With every leak my pants were getting darker and darker and a big stream of piss would come out my knees. Did a few videos and took some pics for you to enjoy and headed home. I absolutely enjoyed peeing myself in public and think this won't be the last time! Pd: as soon as I got home I really had to pee so finished off in the shower. Typical! VID_20220202_150016(0)_378x672.mp4 VID_20220202_152030_1056x594.mp4 VID_20220202_153025_428x240.mp4
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So this is how I woke up….kinda mortified that I didn’t realise and I guess this is a real accident….
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Hi everyone, I'm a student from China, and I recently discovered this forum. I'm really grateful for everyone sharing their experiences with incontinence. Although my English is not perfect, I've decided to share some of my experiences, mainly about my mom. She introduced me to this topic, even though she isn't a fan herself. Let me introduce her first: My mom is a beautiful, open-minded Chinese woman, a manager at a real estate company. She's not exactly an enthusiast for holding urine, but she does have a habit of drinking a lot of water and holding her urine until she really needs to go. This habit started when I was a child and often led to her feeling desperate and embarrassed. I'll record one experience that left a deep impression on me. A few years ago, during the Spring Festival, my mom drove me and my cousin back to our hometown, a custom in China where everyone stops their work and returns to their hometown with their children to celebrate the New Year with relatives and friends. That year, since my dad had already gone back, my mom was responsible for driving me and my cousin. The journey wasn't very long, about a 3-hour drive, but traffic jams during the Spring Festival could extend this to 5 or 6 hours. Before we left in the morning, the three of us had breakfast at a restaurant, each drinking a glass of milk. Then my mom filled a thermos (about 700ml of water) and bought three bottles of mineral water, keeping one for herself. To avoid feeling sleepy, she also got a large latte from Starbucks and drank it as we set off. My mom drank quickly, finishing the latte in about half an hour and then started on the water from the thermos. I'm not sure when she finished it because I fell asleep, but when I woke up an hour later, she had already drunk part of her mineral water. After waking, my cousin and I quickly finished our water and chatted, though I don't remember the details. About two hours into the trip, we got stuck in a traffic jam, which we had anticipated, expecting the 3-hour journey to take over 4 hours. After another hour, we all felt the need to urinate, especially my mom, who was shifting in her seat and crossing her legs. We passed a service area but couldn't enter due to the heavy traffic and had to continue on. I fell asleep again, and when I woke up, 4 hours had passed since we left, and we were still crawling along the highway. By then, my mom was desperately holding herself with one hand while driving with the other. She quickly removed her hand when she noticed me looking. I asked if she could relieve herself by the roadside, but she declined, not wanting to be seen urinating by the busy highway. After about half an hour, the traffic finally eased, but my mom's urgency didn't. She began to moan softly, her face flushed, indicating she was at her limit. Another half hour later, we exited the highway, and my mom was desperate, holding the steering wheel while secretly pressing her crotch, trying to block the flow of urine with her hand to avoid wetting her outer pants and being noticed. Ten minutes later, we arrived at our destination. As she got out of the car, I noticed a wet spot on her crotch, visible in the photo I took. Without an elevator in the building, climbing the stairs was challenging for her, but she managed to make it without losing control completely. Once upstairs, she twisted and turned, waiting for someone to open the door. When it opened, she rushed to the bathroom without taking off her boots, followed by my cousin, who was unaware of my mom's distress. I suggested my cousin let my mom go first, but my mom, always caring for the younger ones, refused, even though she was on the verge of incontinence. But my mom overestimated her bladder control. As soon as she reached the bathroom door, urine streamed down her legs. She tried to cover it up in front of the family, luckily the urine probably went into her boots. She seemed to control the flow momentarily, but when the sound of water from the toilet reached her, her urge peaked, and despite her efforts, urine continued to leak out. After a minute of continuous urination and moaning, there was a large puddle on the floor. My mom then awkwardly smiled at her surprised family, removed her boots, and went to clean herself.
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https://letterboxd.com/agustinlugo/list/piss-your-pants/ This list of movies included titles that I personally was unfamiliar with - anyone confirm there are indeed wetting scenes in them?
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Decided to try something new first time I've ever peed on myself like this. Let me know what you guys think, but please be gentle. Nudity warning because I pull my penis out and pee on my chest. VID_20240328_104011_1.mp4
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I guess this goes in "General" Omorashi. I don't know. Just asking when was the last time you got to pee yourself and enjoyed it? I'll start, naturally. It feels like it has been almost two years for me. I work and look after family. There's hardly the time. At the end of the evening, I crash, wake up, go to work, etc. Rinse and repeat. When I do have time, I normally look at porn and share whatever I think is cool here on this site. It's quick in that sense... ((blushes)). I miss it. Sometimes, when I go to the bathroom I don't go all the way so I can dribble a tiny bit in my underwear. Just the feeling of the barely wet fabric is so nice. I really long for the day that I can just soak myself, lay in it, play, and just fully enjoy the experience. Some things are worth waiting for, I suppose. ❤️ Thanks for taking the time.
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So I promised @Tek84 a story about one of my solo experiences – here goes, hope you like it! I always remember being interested in omorashi, even when I was really young, but I never really got a huge change to do much about it. I’d hold late at night sometimes, and even though it’d be exciting, I just didn’t really have the time or the privacy to take it as far as I wanted, really. I’d wet, but because I couldn’t hold any longer or ran out of time, not because I couldn’t hold it anymore. Like most of us, I expect, I didn’t have the chance to do what I really get into it until I was in college. When I was probably 19, I moved in with a girlfriend of mine from high school who I went to college with. It was my first apartment, really, and my first time truly being away from home. I finally had my own bedroom and bathroom, which was great, and she would frequently spend the night with her boyfriend on weekends, which was even better! I remember this was a Saturday, one of the first Saturdays of the school year, and I had been at the mall that afternoon, mostly clothes shopping, I think. I remember having a couple bottles of water from the food court while I was there, and I was just about thinking I ought to find a restroom when my room mate texted me that she was going over to her boyfriend’s right then and would be spending the night. I wished her luck and was just about to enter the restroom when I realized – I had always wanted to try out this fetish more, and this was the perfect opportunity. For those that care, I remember wearing light colored skinny jeans, a loose-ish fitting t-shirt, a hoodie and green briefs. I went back to the food court and got another bottle of water, a big one. I wandered around the mall some more, and when my bladder was beginning to get full, I figured it was time to go home. I was really new to holding in public, so the fact that I was pretty uncomfortable (a 7 out of 10 maybe?) had me really nervous. It didn’t help that I was wearing light colored pants, so I knew that if I had any slip ups, everyone would be able to see. I actually hadn’t tested my limits yet and did not know how much I could hold, and come to think of it, I hadn’t even held to the point where I really leaked involuntarily by that point. I’d always leaked/wet because it just hurt too much to hold anymore, but that just made it all the more terrifying, having no idea when it would happen. I knew the drive back well, though, it was only 10 minutes or so, and I figured I’d have plenty of privacy to jump around and hold it once I got home anyway. I finished off my drink and actually got one more and chugged it, just to make sure I’d be ready when I got home – it’s only 10 minutes to home, I thought, it won’t go through me that quickly – and then I tossed my cup in the garbage. That was a big mistake, I would come to realize. I winced as I bent over to put my things in the back and get in the driver’s seat, but before I could give it a second thought, I was in the traffic to leave the mall. I didn’t get far before I noticed the traffic was heavier than normal. I was more than a little worried. I lived maybe ten minutes away from my apartment by the route I was going, but I’d already spent five minutes just trying to get out of the mall. The mall was right next to a highway that ran through my college town, and by the time I was approaching the highway crossing, it had already been 10-15 minutes. I was definitely worried and knew something was not right. I was grabbing myself a bit already by this point, trying to do it subtly in the middle of all the traffic, and was using the pauses in the stop-and-go traffic to get on my phone and find out what was going on. About five to ten minutes later, probably, I was on the bridge over the highway and looked to both my sides. I saw bumper to bumper traffic both ways on the highway. My gut sank – or maybe it was my bladder – and then I finally realized what was going on: There was a football game today. Football was *huge* in the town I went to college in, and crowds easily clogged up all the major streets on their way to and from the game. Worse, I had to head towards the university and past it to get to my apartment! What was supposed to be a 10 minute drive was now easily over an hour long. My heart was pounding out of my chest as I realized this, and I knew there was a very small chance that I would make it home with dry jeans. I looked for a water bottle, cup, anything, but I had thrown it all away, and I instantly regretted tossing out my cup from earlier. I put my car in park (I wasn’t moving at the time anyway) and leaned in back to try to find something, anything, that might help me, but I had no luck, and actually almost leaked once or twice from the pressure of turning around. I gave up, and settled in for the drive. I’d just have to hold on, I told myself. Being desperate IS what I wanted, after all, just maybe not in my car stuck in the middle of a huge traffic jam. Maybe 25 minutes later, halfway back to my apartment (judging by distance, anyway), I was sweating with the effort of holding it in and took off my hoodie. As I was wiggling around in my seat to take it off, I swear I felt a drip or two leave me. I looked down at my jeans in a panic, hoping it wasn’t visible, and lucky for me it wasn’t yet. I hoped I was just feeling sweat or weird sensations from being so desperate – I really didn’t know what was going on, I’d never held on for this long. One or two more stop-and-go’s later, as I was pressing on the brakes as gingerly as I could, it felt like my pee just kept going forward and the momentum from the car carried a little bit out of my bladder and into my briefs. It wasn’t a huge leak, but it was enough to feel it splash into my underwear and make it cling to me. My heart started pounding again as I looked down to check my crotch, but lucky for me there was nothing yet. The university was in sight now, but every time I braked, I felt another drip or two enter my now-damp briefs. I realized I could easily get the seat wet, and reached my hand between my legs to see if any damage had been done. The seats felt dry, but I felt some dampness on the back of my jeans. I put the car in park again, and twisted around to look through the things in the back of my car again. I saw a towel behind my seat, from working out – I grabbed it and took it up front, and winced in pain at having to twist like that. I squeezed my thighs together as best as I could, but I felt another spurt soak my briefs and barely cut it off before I had to drive forward again. Moving my legs to work the pedals, I definitely felt some wetness between them, and when I looked down I saw a wet spot about the size a couple of inches in diameter between my legs. I knew it had to be bigger on my bottom, and I was worried about getting my seat wet now. I moved the towel underneath me so that it covered the seat. I felt like I was admitting defeat doing this, like I was admitting that I *would* wet myself. And even though in retrospect that was absolutely the case, I tried to psych myself up and think that I *was* going to hold it, I was just protecting my seat from what I’d already leaked. I was 19, for crying out loud! Way too old to be wetting myself like this! It worked for a little bit, actually. I felt my sphincter muscles tighten up, and I stopped leaking every time I hit the brakes. I was taking deep, slow, shaking breaths through my mouth, and swearing quietly to myself. This really, really hurt, I thought to myself, but I did not want to get out of the car with wet jeans. I looked at myself in the mirror, and I was a sweaty mess. My hair was sticking to my face like I was in the middle of a workout, which I guess I sort of was. I straightened it out, took a few more deep breaths, and focused on the driving I was supposed to be doing. I was inside the university campus now, and it was basically the home stretch for me. It wasn’t far beyond that, I maybe lived a mile beyond the university, and I didn’t think the traffic would be as bad heading away from the university. I managed to make it through the university without any further issues, and sure enough, the roads going away from the university were way less congested. I was beginning to think I had a chance after all, but I was still driving slowly, mostly so that I didn’t have to break so hard to stop my car. As I was just clearing the university campus, my bladder stopped hurting so badly. It went from feeling like I had a huge water balloon in my stomach to just feeling sort of tingly, like after a long workout. I wasn’t about to complain, but once I noticed it, I looked down to make sure I hadn’t silently exploded or something! My jeans looked like the wetness from earlier was sort of spreading out and starting to dry, it looked like, but amazingly I didn’t think I had wet myself any more than I already had, and the towel under me didn’t feel any wetter. I was beginning to think I’d make it. Once I had actually cleared the campus, I couldn’t help but notice a tickling feeling on my crotch, like someone was running a feather up and down my skin down there. I wiggled a bit in my seat, thinking it was just my briefs drying against my skin, but that didn’t help. I snuck a hand down there to scratch, and was shocked when I felt what was clearly newly wet denim. I realized I must be slowly leaking into my pants now, and I just simply couldn’t control it. There were only a few more stop signs left, I tried to will myself to hold it in, but my bladder muscles just weren’t having it anymore. My heart was pounding again and I went back to swearing quietly under my breath, and as I braked at one of the last stop signs before my apartment, and once again the breaking made me leak, only this time it just turned up the trickle. I tried my hardest to hold it in, to shut off the flow, but suddenly it felt as if someone had punched me in the gut, and I just lost all sensation in my bladder. I yelped out in pain, loud enough to surprise even myself, and suddenly it sounded as if someone had turned on a faucet in my seat. Pee came hissing out of me, soaking my jeans and turning them an obviously dark blue, and I could do nothing but pant in my seat and listen to my heart pounding in my chest. “Oh shit,” I thought to myself, “I am pissing myself in my car!” I just sat looking at my crotch getting wetter and wetter for a while, until I heard a horn honk behind me. The light turned green and I had missed it, too distracted by the flood happening in my jeans. I drove forward, still pissing my pants, and winced as I felt it slosh around with the movement of my legs. As I braked at the next light, I felt the piss slosh forward and go past me knees and down my legs. I winced. I knew I was *soaked*, and was honestly panicking and shaking, wondering just how the hell I was going to get back into my house without everyone seeing my wet pants. I’d reached a traffic-free side street that led to my apartment, and had to pull off into some empty back parking lot to collect myself. I put the car in park and looked down at myself. I was basically soaked from the waist down, and the bottom of my shirt was obviously wet too. You wet yourself, I thought, you fucking peed your pants, this is so embarrassing, how are you gonna get inside?! I got lost in my racing thoughts, I kept deriding myself for not being able to hold it, calling myself names, asking myself what kind of 19 year old wets themselves like this… My breathing got heavy, my heart was pounding again, I started moaning to myself, and grabbed myself through my jeans. Before I knew it, after barely touching myself, I had gotten myself so mentally worked up that I was having what was probably the biggest orgasm I had ever had, without even unzipping my pants. I muffled my moans with my hand, just in case, and when it was over, I just went limp for a while. I know it’s probably not as interesting, but I did manage to get inside without anyone seeing me. I used my bags, towel and hoodie as cover, just in case, but luckily everyone seemed to be inside at the time, probably watching that stupid football game! But I definitely had other plans in mind…
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View File Held on until I exploded 😆 Hii, this 13min video is from my last holding marathon (10-15 hours, holding my morning pee) . I tried fighting as best as I could but couldn't handle the spasms in the end, ended up making a mess. Warning: Dirty feet/soles (sorry, walking barefoot outside isn't a good idea lol). EDIT: Added a second clip of my third loss of control haha. Submitter Mr.Floof Submitted 03/15/2024 Category Male
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So many female icons everywhere 😠 I just wanna see bois pee pants 😠 Me want male omorashi 😭 Thanks for coming to my rant
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Hello! I’m going to try my hand at this again. I’ll learn more on what to do as this goes on and get better. Hopefully it goes well! First we need to chose a guy: Tommy- Tommy is your average male young adult. He is not shy but not vocal either. Tommy has long brown hair. Josh- Josh is a body builder with tons of muscles. He is known to be a tough and strong guy. He is always very vocal and has short black hair. Next we got to choose an outfit: Undies: A) Briefs B) Boxers Pants: A) Jeans B) Shorts C) Pajamas Let’s choose! (Ex: Josh, A, A)
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Hii, at around 19 CET I'll start some holding challenges. Planning to keep it in as long as possible, feel free to join or make suggestions 🤭
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After a long hold, i decided to wear one of my crinklez to bed tonight. While i did get a cover for my mattress recently, i wasn't ready to test it and deal with the laundry yet. But i didn't want to end the fun just yet. I bought the crinklez as part of a larger order while i was still in college. Unfortunately, i ordered a size too small, so the diapers have been quite snug. I only have a few left however, because they look so adorable. So for tonight, i decided to clean myself up with some coconut baby wipes (I maaaaayyy have lost some control during the hold), put on some powder and i diapered myself up. Then i put my boxershorts back on and my t-shirt. As i went to bed with my diapered bum, i already felt my bladder fill up again from the amount of water i had drunk in the evening. Not really caring about it, i slipped under warmth of my blankets and tried to fall asleep. I tried to take my mind off of my bladder by thinking about the latest series i had been watching. After an hour i realized that i couldn't relax, so i slowly released and enjoyed the warmth blossoming around my groin and butt. I woke up a couple of hours later bursting, and i decided to just let go again. I was so glad that the diaper held my second pee just as easy as the first. It was soo full, it felt amazing. I took some pictures after the fact. Even though it's a bit on the small side, i still think they look cute. While i was taking the pictures, i felt my stomach gurgle and eeh... well, let's say i may have let go of that too...
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So, today i woke up having wet the bed again. Its actually been a little while since my last accident, but last night, i wet myself. I was very embarrassed, so of course i took a picture to post online <3.
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IDK if this fits here but have any of you ever peed / hold / wetted while plugged? Just curious - if you have vids of that also just leave them down below Have a nice day ❤️
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The other thread about car wetting accidents get me thinking and I decided to ask how common is my problem, I experiencing it for most of my life. It is not about wettings, but about desperation caused by car motion. Vibrations in a car when driving are doing "miracles" on my bladder. I often have to stop and pee only minutes after I left the parking lot. And I always pee before I leave the apartment or wherever I am. Not that I left with a full bladder. I often have to look for a gas station or a mall after I go somewhere with the car, because I get so desperate so quickly, that I would have a wetting accident, if I don't stop and pee. And it is not just a spurt, I have to pee a lot. Luckily there is a gas station near my apartment and I can stop there when I start the journey from home, but when somewhere else, sometimes can be a challenge finding a place to pee in a hurry. And it is embarrassing when I'm not alone in a car. We just left and I'm already looking for a bathroom. It is not happening every time, but often enough to be a problem. Especially if I drank or eaten one of daily meals in last hour. It is strange that bus ride doesn't have the same effect on my bladder. In a taxi or when someone else is driving happens too, but not that often then when I'm driving and it is easier to hold it for a while in that situation. Anyone else have the same problem?
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So these are my kinks - omorashi, omutsu, and watersports, and my wife knows about it. She actually probed and pulled it out of me, and now she encourages it. Unfortunately it’s not a shared kink. She’s wonderful, and has indulged me in the past with wetting herself. It makes me so happy, excited, and horny when she does, but unfortunately these experiences are few and far-between. Fast-forward to the other day when I had an idea that I shared with her. I do laundry twice a week, and it’s very zen for me to wash clothes. My wife hates doing laundry, and I figured maybe we could compromise. I suggested she could wet herself (or pee on me) in various ways, and I’ll clean up and do her laundry for her. My wife thought it was an intriguing compromise, and seems like she’ll be about it. Our talk only happened two days ago, so we haven’t had any specific experiences to share yet, but I’m hoping soon. So I’m curious if anyone else has come up with a compromise to share these kind of experiences with a partner who doesn’t share your kink? Are there any scenarios you can think of I could bring up to my wife that she could try to earn her laundry being done?
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As a Daddy, I like to care of AB in age 3-7 years old, like to change the diaper, dress the baby, choose the clothing, give a bath and much more! But i like especialy potty training scenario, i like seeing the little boy in trouble without diaper who really need to pee, playing or watching cartoon, but didn't ask for the bathroom and trying to hold his pee as long he can struggle with his bladder! He is very desperate and moved his legs faster and faster and hold his crotch, until the pressure becomes too much and he pees in his briefs and pants, like a 4 years old boy who is not totally potty trained... after the accident i will put him in new clothes and a thick diaper Who likes this kind of scenario potty accident + diapers?
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