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  1. Hello, what do you prefer when you wet yourself ? Diaper or no diaper ? Personnally i prefer diapers during the day and i practice both in bed (but I'd still rather pee in bed whithout diaper) Me this morning on the picture, i wore one tonight
  2. I've been moved in with my roommates for a while now and it's been so difficult to find the time, privacy, or even the means to get a little "kinky". Any tips to wet or do any form of piss play in this scenario?
  3. “Hello,” the woman said, “My name is Adena.” Beth said nothing. “Oh right, you probably can’t speak until spoken too. What is your name?” “Beth, Mistress.” “Nice to meet you, Beth. Do you want to play?” “Yes, I would love to, Mistress!” “Perfect, first, let’s make sure you are clean.” Adena gently lifted Beth’s skirt and pulled her panties away from her. She then took the shower nozzle off the wall and rinsed the cum from Beth’s panties and from Beth’s wet pussy. Adena used her deft and narrow fingers to clean the inside of Beth’s pussy as well, and accidently ran her fingertips over Beth’s sensitive clit. Beth jumped and let out a moan. “Are you horny?” Adena asked sweetly. “Yes, Mistress.” “Oh poor honey. Orgasm control doms? Well I can fix that.” Adena started on Beth’s pussy with her fingers, gently rubbing it. Then, once the area was fully clean, she put her face between Beth’s legs and used her tongue to tenderly lick the sub’s soft petals and swollen clit. Beth moaned and whimpered. Adena’s licks became quicker and sharper and so do Beth’s moans. Two fingers were added into Beth’s vagina, and they swirled around the g-spot. Beth cried out and orgasmed, squirting all over Adena’s waiting face. “Good girl,” Adena coos, licking the juices from her fingers. “Thank you, Mistress!” Beth gasps, as she hits the wall, shaking with aftershocks. “You’re welcome. Now, it is my turn. On your knees, please.” Beth eagerly got on her knees, ready for the pussy she was about to receive. Adena pulled her short shorts and panties aside and revealed her waiting and soaking wet pussy. Beth kissed Adena’s thighs, starting up one side and down the other, going just over Adena’s hot pussy, teasing her. On the way back, she kissed around Adena’s cunt, and licked the sides of it. Adena moaned with impatient excitement. Beth then dove right in, and started to lick Adena roughly. Adena gasped with the sudden pleasure and held Beth’s face between her legs. Beth sucked on her clit and stuck her long tongue into Adena’s waiting hole. It did not take much to make her cum. Beth kept licking as she heard her Mistress shriek with pleasure, and then Adena exploded, not with cum, but piss. Adena let go of her short shorts and panties and pissed all over Beth through them with fire hose force, coating the sub in warm golden showers. Beth leaned back and let the piss caress her soaked body, and she got horny all over again. When Adena finished, the last few drops hitting the bathroom floor, she asked, “Do you have to go, Beth?” “Yes, Mistress.” “Good.” She lay down on the floor of the stall, and pulled Beth down onto her torso. “Piss on me, all over me.” Beth smiled and let go. She had not realized how badly she had to go until she let go and the torrent was released. She pissed through her panties onto Adena’s clothes, tits, and tummy. As Beth was running out, Adena pulled Beth over to her head and let Beth piss onto her face. She licked Beth to another heavenly orgasm as Beth finished wetting on her, and let her go. “You are a good, slut, aren’t you?” Adena said as she stood up. Beth sat on the floor and recovered from her third orgasm of the day. “Thank you, Mistress,” she replied shakily. Adena pulled the shower nozzle off the wall and rinsed off Beth, and Beth rinsed off Adena. They brought each other to orgasm one more time, before Adena took her leave. Beth lay on the ground, curled up in an orgasming ball, and waited for the next person. She was fully recovered from orgasm when the next customer arrived. Or customers. A group of 5 men all walked into her stall, all of varying size and stature, and closed the door behind them. All of them made a circle around her, pulled out their cocks, pointed them at her, and started masturbating. All of them came in rock hard and ready to cum. The one directly in front of her came first, and the rest came right after. She was soon coated in semen, and the used their cocks to rub it into her clothes and body. They left their cocks against her body and started wetting, all at once, and she felt the five individual streams cascade down her body. She leaned back and relished it. There was no regret here. When the last cock stopped wetting, they left one by one, except the last who rinsed her off quickly before leaving as well. She was alone for another few minutes before her Master came back. “Did you have fun?” he asked. “Oh, yes sir, I did!” He slapped her with the back of his hand. “That’s too fucking bad, it was supposed to be punishment, bitch,” he growled. He untied her and dragged her from the room. “Now I have to show you real punishment,” he hissed.
  4. Beth didn’t get to clean up after her humiliating wetting. He untied her from the chair, but made her leave her sodden and jizz covered clothing on. She relished in it. A dirty, filthy, piss slut was wearing those clothes, and she loved it. He tied her hands together, made a lead from the rope he had just taken off of her, and led her out of the room they had been in. As they walked through the door and onto the street, he took a water bottle out and put it to her lips. “Drink,” he commanded. She sipped it tentatively at first but was soon forced to gulp the iced tea as he turned the container upside-down. She finished one bottle and then another, with barely a dribble down her already soaked torso. They had picked the hotel because of its proximity to Pandora’s Box, a kink dungeon that he had chosen. He pulled her by the length of rope that was around her wrists and led her inside the dungeon. There were some people waiting by the door, who stared as she was pulled past. He led her straight to the bathroom, which was unisex here, and walked her into the last stall. Instead of a toilet, there were two metals rings in the wall, about a foot off the ground. He tied one hand to each ring, with a couple feet of rope so she could put her hands on her lap or stand up. She was however, completely stuck inside the stall. It looked relatively clean, and a drain sat in the center of the room. “Enjoy, my little slut,” he said as he left the stall. She sat there, legs crossed, and waited. After a few minutes, she had her first customer. A man slammed the door open. “Oh sorry, I didn’t think anyone would be in here. It has been empty for like a month.” He was average height, weight, and looks, with dusty brown hair, brown eyes, and a goatee. She didn’t reply; she wasn’t allowed to unless directly asked a question. He took out his cock. It was slightly below average and half-erect. “Pull on the binds a little, show me that you are trapped.” She tugged on the ropes that held her in place. They gave her a lot of slack, but they were well tied. She wasn’t going to get out until her Master let her out. “Perfect,” the man murmured. His dick quickly became erect, and he started to masturbate. “You’re already soaking in piss, aren’t you?” She nodded, shamefully. She was disgusting, covered in her own piss and cum as well as another man she barely knew, and this man would coat her next. The worst was, she loved it; her pussy was soaking wet, and not from piss. He stroked his cock leisurely at first and then faster. He saw that her eyes were pleading, and he thought she was begging him not to. She was actually begging him to. She desperately wanted to be coated in it, all of it. He didn’t last long, and she didn’t mind. He came all over her; the first squirt landed in her hair, the second on her tits, and the last big one in her lap. He grunted with pleasure as he finished, and rubbed the last drops out onto her cheek. She smiled up at him and he gave her a toothy grin back. With his cock still in his hand, he pointed at her hair. At first a few drops dribbled out of his head, and then the piss came out full stream. He doused her head with piss first, then aimed for her tits, soaking each individually. Suddenly, he stopped wetting, and a devilish grin spread across his cheeks. “Stand,” he commanded. She cocked her head to the side, but stood. He took his cock and slid it deeply into her panties. His piss hit her pussy and pooled in her underwear before dripping down her legs. It felt like she was wetting herself, and she loved it. She almost begged him to fuck her, but she remembered she wasn’t allowed to speak. He finished wetting her and pulled his now flaccid cock out of her dripping panties. “Thanks,” he mumbled. There was a shower nozzle on the side of the stall, near the drain, and he rinsed her off with the lukewarm water before leaving. He didn’t bother to wash himself. She sat alone and soaking wet. She wasn’t cold, but she was ridiculously horny. She wasn’t allowed to masturbate, so she just sat and waited. Another man came in; this one was lean, muscular and he had short dark hair and big brown eyes; he looked at her hungrily. “You clean?” He asked “I have been rinsed, Sir,” she replied. “Good.” He grabbed her skirt, yanked it up, and he pushed her panties out of the way. He took a rock hard cock and shoved it into her waiting pussy. She gasped, and tried to position herself so he would hit her g-spot. “No, you don’t get to cum unless I let you.” He growled. He fucked her roughly as she stood there, and she got little pleasure from it. He pounded her from the front, then flipped her over and took her from behind. When he finished, he grabbed her hips and held them against his groin as he pumped his load into her pussy. She expected him to leave after this, but he did not. Instead, his cock twitched inside her, and she felt herself filling with a warm liquid. He was wetting inside of her! She could not believe how much this turned her on. She begged him with her mind to let her come, but he couldn’t hear her. When he finished wetting, he told her, “Hold it in you until I tell you that you can let it go.” His cock slid out of her pussy and she squeezed her muscles immediately so she wouldn’t let a single drop out. He put her panties back and pulled her skirt back down. Then he watched her. She was having trouble holding it in. Her pussy’s muscles were strong, but they couldn’t hold liquid this long. She pleaded with her eyes, but he refused to release her. A dribble escaped her, and she squeaked. “Did you already fail, slut?” he demanded “Only a little, Sir,” she mumbled. “Too bad. You may release the rest, but you don’t get to orgasm from me.” She groaned and let go. Piss poured out of her pussy and again, it felt like she was wetting herself. Her clit was hard and sensitive, and she wished that she could touch it, but she knew her Master would know, so she didn’t. The man watched, satisfied, as she soiled herself with his juices, and then left without rinsing her. She didn’t think she should do it herself, without someone’s permission, so she sat back down, feeling his jizz squelch between her legs. After about ten minutes, the stall door opened slowly. A beautiful woman stood there, with a short bob cut of curly red hair, big green eyes, and a spray of freckles across her nose. She was lean, but not too skinny, with strong arms and legs revealed by a tank top and short shorts, and she had perky B-cup tits. Beth was in awe, would she get to be with this beauty?
  5. The growing pangs of desperation slowly became less and less ignorable. That first dribble that had escaped as he pissed on her had not helped her situation, it had, in fact, made so much worse. She was almost tempted to let go everything and do the plan, but the idea was so terrifying. Even more terrifying was how much it thrilled her. She knew she was a dirty piss slut, but she couldn't be that filthy, could she? With her mind absent, another small dribble of piss escaped her. She squeaked and squeezed her legs together. He looked up from the erotica he was reading, but seeing nothing he looked back down. His signal was when it started to drip out of the chair, then he would know she had had an accident. "Twenty more minutes," he warned without looking up again. Shit, she thought, I could have sworn I had less time than that! She squirmed in her seat, moving as much as the binds would allow, to try and relieve the pressure, but she could see that it was a losing battle. He knew it too, that is why he was doing this. He knew she secretly wanted to be 'punished.' Otherwise, why would she have added those parameters to their agreement? "Fifteen minutes." She almost cried out. She had drunk 4 huge glasses of water on an empty stomach. The pain was getting unbearable. She kept accidentally letting little bits out, and she was afraid it would start to drip into the floor. Apparently her skirt was super absorbent. She decided to let a little out, to relieve the pressure. Her skirt had been holding well so far, and he would never notice. She let her guard slip and allowed a small trickle to escape from her. Oh god it felt so good. She had to stop it though, she could feel the seat filling with piss. She tried to squeeze her pee hole shut, but she couldn't. The stream came faster, and she groaned. This had been a huge mistake, and there was nothing she could do now. He came over as the drops started to splatter onto the ground below her chair. "Couldn't hold it, huh?" He pushed his fingers between her legs and felt the hot piss gushing from her. He rubbed her clit as she peed, and she moaned with pleasure. She peed and peed, so much inside her, and he stroked her sensitive petals and played with her clit the entire time. As the last drops escaped her, she was close to orgasm. He undid the bindings on her legs and pushed his cock between them. Piss exploded out of his cock and she came as it hit her clit. She shook with pleasure in the chair, still bound, and tossed her head back as she gushed all over his now rock hard cock. He stroked pulled his cock from between her legs and aimed the piss at her face, while he stroked his hard member. As the he finished wetting, he started masturbating over her, until thick ropes of cum spurted out him, landing on her cheek and soaked tit. She panted, gasping for air after the intensity of her orgasm. Her head was leaned back against the chair, as she relaxed, when he grabbed her by her hair, and brought her face closer to his. "I hope you realize this means we go through with the plan," he whispered menacingly into her ear. She nodded, wide eyed with fear.
  6. Okay, guys, doing it right this time, putting the whole thing in one thread. Sorry for doing it haphazardly in the past. About: This is another WWE fan fiction story. It is slash, and features watersports on all levels, sex, and some BDSM. Not safe for work. Contains vulgar language and some light drug use. Still ongoing/incomplete. Summary: Seth Rollins recovers from surgery with the help of his lover, Dean Ambrose. His other former Shield brother, Roman Reigns, also comes to visit. But, Dean and Roman can't stay, the show must go on. While they travel together, Seth is left behind, but the Authority sends their ailing pet a "gift" in the form of a houseboy. Submissive Seth has to learn how to become dominant. Chapter 1 – Seth's Knee Surgery Seth awoke for the first time he could remember after the surgery. He had to piss so terribly he thought he was going to wet the bed. It was even worse than the awful pain coming from his repaired right knee. He was also nauseated, yet thirsty, like he had the flu. He honestly felt like he might throw up, and moaned. “Hey, you're awake!” Dean's voice said, brightly, and he sprang out of a chair Seth hadn't yet noticed. “How are you feeling? Can I get you anything?” “Trash can, I think I'm going to be sick.” Dean got the trash can there just as Seth began to retch and dry-heave, but that's all it was. Dean was alarmed. “I'll call a nurse.” He pressed Seth's call button, and did his best to comfort his lover, who felt cool and clammy. He stroked Seth's hair and rubbed the back of his neck. Very soon a young, sandy-haired male nurse appeared, smiling kindly. “Good afternoon, Mr. Rollins. I'm Matt, your evening nurse. How are you feeling?” Seth felt so awful he couldn't do anything but shake his head. Dean had to speak for him. “He's really feeling sick to his stomach, and feels cold and clammy. He tried throwing up, but nothing came up, since he hasn't had anything since last night.” Matt nodded. “Very common way to feel after surgery. A lot of stress on the body, a lot of drugs and anesthesia. I'll get you something for the nausea. Are you having any pain?” Seth nodded, and cleared his throat. “Yes. It hurts worse now than it did before. I don't think I've ever felt worse overall. On top of what he said, I feel weak, tired, thirsty, and I really need to, um, drain off.” Matt lifted the blankets near the end of Seth's bed. “I'll take your catheter out and get you a urinal right away.” “I'll step out for a bit,” Dean said, and squeezed Seth's hand affectionately before leaving. Matt pulled the curtain around Seth's bed. “I'm not going to lie to you and tell you this won't hurt at all, but it won't hurt nearly as much as you think. Just try to relax, and take deep breaths.” Seth tried to follow the nurse's advice, but it still burned when Matt pulled the plumbing from his cock, and helpless tears sprang to his eyes. “It's okay, it's out now. I'll go and get your meds and and some water so you can have some privacy.” Matt positioned a urinal for Seth, who exploded before his nurse could even turn away. As soon as that discomfort was taken care of, the pain in his knee grew exponentially, and he began to cry like he was six years old again. Matt reappeared, took the urinal away, and handed Seth a box of Kleenex. “Is it the pain?” Seth nodded and wiped his eyes. “As soon as I get your vitals, I'll give you something for the pain,” Matt assured him. Seth continued to sniffle while Matt took his temperature, blood pressure, and looked at the monitor and IV lines. Then, he cleaned off a port in the IV line with an alcohol swab, and gave him two injections through it. “You should be feeling a lot better in a few minutes, Mr. Rollins.” Seth wiped away the last of his tears, and blew his nose. “Thank you. And, call me Seth.” “Okay, Seth. Did you want a wet cloth for your face?” “Yes...That would feel nice.” He took a sip of the water Matt had brought, and it didn't unsettle his stomach. His parched mouth chanted relief. Matt brought him a cool, wet, washcloth from the private bathroom, then busied himself in a computer, putting notes in Seth's chart. Seth washed his face, then folded the cloth over his eyes. He looked horrible when he cried, and he didn't want Dean to know. He wondered how long Dean had been here; Seth had made it known to his friends and coworkers that he didn't want any visitors, so he hadn't expected to find his lover beside him. But, Seth was really happy he did. When the nurse was satisfied Seth was feeling somewhat better, he left, and Dean reappeared, pushing a cart laden with flowers, balloons, and gifts. “Lots of well-wishers, Seth. I already weeded out the fan stuff and had it sent on to the children's hospital.” “Thank you.” Seth smiled, feeling fuzzy from the drugs, and Dean. Dean gave him a hug. When he pulled away, Seth thought he saw tears in his lover's eyes, happy tears. He turned his attention back to Seth's get well gifts. “Just look at all this stuff! I don't know where to start.” “The flowers,” Seth suggested. “Because nothing says 'get well soon' like a dead flower.” “Oh, babe, have a heart!” Dean chided playfully. He picked up an arrangement and read the card. “This is from Mark Henry.” Before Seth could reply, there was a knock on his door, and Dr. Shu, his surgeon, came in. Dean excused himself again. Seth hoped he wouldn't come back with yet another cart full of gifts. Dr. Shu told Seth his surgery had gone very well, and he would be using crutches first thing tomorrow, and that he would have been using them tonight if he hadn't had a shot of morphine. Right then, walking on crutches didn't even seem like a remote possibility to Seth. After Dr. Shu left, Matt came in with an in-room dining menu. “You can order your dinner from here by calling the number on the front, or your friend can bring you whatever you'd like from the outside.” Seth thanked him, and Dean came back as Seth was looking at the menu. He knew he should eat, he hadn't since dinner last night, but he wasn't hungry. “Did you want me to get you some takeout?” Dean asked, and sat down in the chair beside Seth's bed. “I'm not hungry.” Seth set the menu on his table. “You need to eat something, though. Dude wouldn't have brought that to you if they didn't want you to eat something.” “True,” Seth sighed. He tried picking the menu back up, but drugged, he could not. Dean picked it up instead. “Wow, they've got practically everything!” What are you in the mood for? If it's not on here, I'll go get it.” “No, honey, you don't have to do that. I just want something small.” “Soup and a sandwich?” Dean asked. “Yeah, that sounds good. Tomato and grilled cheese.” Dean searched the menu. “They've got it!” He exclaimed triumphantly. “Comfort food. I'll get the same.” “Will you call the number on the front?” Seth asked. “My brain isn't...” “I've got it handled.” Dean picked up the room phone. He ordered their trays, adding milk, coffee, and chocolate cake to the agreed upon tomato soup and grilled cheese, but Seth didn't object, it sounded good. “They should be up in forty-five minutes or less,” Dean told him, after hanging up the phone. “I hope it's less,” Seth said. “I wasn't hungry before, but now I'm so hungry I feel sick all over again.” Dean jumped up and went to the cart of gifts. “There's food in here. Lots of candy, a tin of giant cashews from...Neville...Team Bella sent you four gourmet cupcakes...And Roman sent you this ridiculous chicken-shaped mug, and good old Mrs. Grass.” Seth giggled at the ugly mug. “Let's try the cashews.” Dean opened the decorative tin, and plastic bag within, and extended the tin to Seth while munching one. “These are awesome!” Doped-up Seth nearly upset the tin, so Dean fed him one. As Dean had said, it was awesome. Dean continued to feed him, and Seth started to feel better than he had all day. He caught Dean's hand and kissed the salt and oil from his fingers. “Thank you, honey. I know I said I didn't want anyone here, but I'm really, really happy you're here. I don't know what I'd do if you weren't here.” Dean snugged and kissed him. “I'll always be here for you. Do you want some more water?” Seth nodded, and Dean handed him the styrofoam cup. “Thank you.” “Want to look at more gifts?” “No, actually.” “How about a social media update? I did call the boss, let him know your surgery went well, so I'm sure WWE will issue a statement, but you should really do a tweet or something.” “Yeah, I guess I kind of have to. Can you help me?” “Of course.” Just as Dean finished posting updates as Seth, there was a knock at the door, and Matt came in with a young, plump, redheaded nurse's aide. Both of them were carrying dinner trays. “Soup's on, guys,” Matt said, and put Seth's tray on his bed table. “This is Rochelle, one of our certified nursing assistants.” Rochelle handed Dean his tray, and turned her attention to the patient. “Hi, Seth, I'll be your CNA until eleven tonight. Is there anything I can get for you right now?” “More water, please.” He also wanted to piss before dinner, but didn't want to tell her, or any other female for that matter. “Okay, I'll be right back,” Rochelle replied, and left. Matt began pulling the bed table across Seth's lap. “Wait.” Seth blushed. “I want to piss, I mean pee, first.” “I'll get your urinal.” “I'll be right back,” Dean said, and stepped out. Matt drew the curtain around Seth's bed again and handed Seth the necessary. Embarrassed, Seth slipped it under the covers. He found he couldn't piss, despite all of his efforts, his body just seemed to have forgotten how. “I can't go,” he admitted to Matt. “That happens sometimes with pain medication, especially morphine,” Matt explained. “Do you really need to go bad?” “Well, no, I'm just a little uncomfortable, nothing major.” “Okay. Why don't you have dinner, and some water, and I'll come check on you in an hour. Of course, if you need me before then, you can call me. Sound good?” “Yeah, that's cool. Um...what if I still can't go?” “Don't worry, I'm sure you'll be able to, once the morphine wears off. We'll give you a different pain medication next time.” “How long before it wears off?” “Hours yet, but with a full bladder you should be able to go before then,” Matt assured him as he pulled the bed table across Seth's legs. Rochelle reappeared with water and left with Matt. Dean came back in. “You okay?” “I couldn't piss.” Seth drank some water. “The nurse said it was because of the morphine, so they're going to change my pain meds, but I might not be able to piss until it wears off unless-” “Eat, sweetness,” Dean gently interrupted. “Oddly enough, this is really good! Hospital food has gotten a lot better since I was fifteen. That's the last time I was in a hospital.” Seth began to eat. “What for?” “BMX stunt gone wrong. I landed on my face, and my friend was filming it, so the whole thing was caught on tape. We tried to send it in to AFV, but they rejected it on the grounds that it was too gory. I won't go into detail, but I looked like I'd been hit by a bus.” “Damn,” Seth mused. He glanced at his IV drip of saline. It was dripping slowly. He sighed. Dean put down his sandwich and took Seth's hands instead. “What's wrong babe? Can I get you anything?” Seth shook his head. He felt so helpless, and hated himself for it. He wanted to cry again, and hated himself for that, too. Dean sensed his distress, and hugged him tight. Seth winced. “Oops, sorry. Forgot you needed to pee.” Dean loosened his hold. “No, I don't. I just want to, but I can't. I'm so...uncomfortable.” “Do you want me to get your nurse?” “No, honey, he said he'd come check on me in an hour. And, I probably won't even be able to piss then... Fuck, I hate this!” Dean rubbed his shoulders. “Shhh, sweetness. Just relax; stressing out will only slow your recovery.” “I feel like...like I've... Oh, I don't know... I was on top of the world. And I know I've only been here for a day, and I wrecked my knee only a few days a go, but it feels like forever... And the belt, the glory, the glamour, the acme all seems like it happened decades ago.” Seth had never felt more depressed. He slumped in bed. “And, a year's recovery! That may as well be forever!” “It's not a year, it's nine months, babe, tops. And, knowing you, you'll be back in the ring before then.” “Forever,” Seth repeated. “I can't believe this happened to me.” All Dean could do was hug and pat him. Roman, with his recent injury, surgery, and recovery would know best what to say, and Dean made a mental note to text him the next time he stepped out. “Let's focus on right now,” Dean tried, and handed Seth the box of Kleenex. Seth hadn't realized he was crying again until then. “Come on, lunch is getting cold,” Dean coaxed, and Seth resumed eating, feeling detached from himself, Dean his only port in the storm of negative emotions, a save haven, and Seth was so grateful Dean was at his side. That was love. When Matt came back, Seth was more than ready to piss. Dean excused himself again, already busy in his phone texting Roman for help. Despite having to piss so badly he was in pain, Seth was unable to, once again. Matt tried to help him by running water, putting his hands in warm water, and even pressing on his visibly bulging bladder, like his owners sometimes did, but nothing worked, and Seth was a mess of frustrated tears and angry curse words. Matt suggested a break, and there was a knock on the door. Matt went to answer it. “Do you want your friend to come in? He seems pretty concerned. And, he's brought coffee.” Seth nodded, and Matt waved Dean inside. Dean was carrying a drink tray with three large coffees in it. He handed one to Matt, put one on Seth's bed table, and kept the last for himself. “You should drink your coffee,” Dean told Seth. “It's the worst thing for your bladder; at least that's what I heard.” “You heard right,” Matt said. “Drink up, Seth.” Seth refused. “Hell no. I'm not putting any more piss in my bladder...Grrrr...I want the piss out NOW!” “Maybe another position might help. Let's get you sitting up, on the edge of the bed.” Matt suggested. Automatically, Dean set down his coffee and came to help. Seth was crying again. He wondered if he had the courage to just ask for the catheter. Seth was a perched cripple; Dean holding him around the waist from behind, nurse supporting him in front. He was humiliated, and cursed again. “Shhh...” Dean whispered in his ear. “I'm here for you, my love. Everything's going to be okay. Now just relax... Oh my gosh, Seth, I can actually feel your bladder.” “So can I,” Seth sobbed. He heard Matt tell Dean to do something, and suddenly, Dean squeezed Seth tight, pressing his laced-together hands into Seth's bladder. The discomfort was too much to bear, and his body finally gave in. Piss splashed noisily into the bedpan the nurse held. “That's it, Seth, just keep peeing. Dean, you can stop pressing on him, but hold on to him.” Seth was finally pissing on his own. It had never felt better to do so. He was growing shaky, and tired from the relief. He sniffled. Dean snugged him. “Everything is fine, sweetness, don't cry,” he whispered. But, Seth couldn't help it. He was exhausted, not only physically, but also mentally, which was weighing harder on him. He just wanted to go to sleep and wake up a week ago. When Seth finally finished pissing, Matt and Dean settled him back into bed. Matt took his vitals, Dean coaxed him into having some coffee. Matt brought him another cold cloth for his face and asked him if he needed anything else. Seth shook his head, and Matt left, promising to check up on him in a couple hours. Dean giggled. “I'll bet you feel better after that. Matt said that was three times as much as the average guy could hold.” Seth nodded. “Yeah, that was a lot of piss. I still ache from it. Thank you for helping me get it out.” Dean smiled, and they shared a kiss. “I couldn't bear to see you in pain.” “Come here.” Seth patted the bed, and Dean climbed in beside him. They held each other, Seth affectionately stroked Dean's hair, and Dean sighed happily. “You have no idea how worried I was when you were under the knife,” he confessed. “You have no idea how happy I am that you disobeyed my no visitors rule,” Seth responded. “I'm so happy you're here with me, helping me out.” “I want to help you once you're back home, too. With cooking, and laundry, driving, you know, stuff like that,” Dean said, nervously, and Seth was surprised, and pleased, to see him blushing. “I mean, I won't be able to be there when I'm working, but I want to be there for you as much as I can.” “Yes,” Seth said, happily. “I'd love that.”
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