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By the end of another hour, Sean was on the verge of pissing himself. He had no clue as to how he managed to not lose control all this while. Probably, the desire of saving himself from embarrassment helped him to hold on. His stomach was so bloated from the enormous amounts of urine in his bladder. He was full. So full that he clenched all his muscles with whatever strength he had. He sat on the edge of his chair and rocked back and forth. He had heard of the term "bursting to pee", but until now, he never really had the opportunity to experience it in its full glory. There were times when he was desperate, or when he ached so bad from wanting to pee, or when he felt like he really needed to go, but this time, he was bursting!!! Literally. The urine had descended to his shaft and he could feel the liquids relentlessly pushing at his pee hole. The only thing that still held it in were the occasional strokes to his penis, thereby rendering it hard. Yes, he was finally fully erect and utterly desperate to urinate. Somehow, he had to get to the toilets, or he would end up emptying his bladder right there. On his chair. In his pants. Richard glanced over at Sean and saw him jiggling his legs uncontrollably. He was pale and red in the face at the same time. His eyes trailed down to Sean's super tight crotch and saw his rigid member standing up and throbbing. Sensing Richard's eyes on him, Sean cast a wayward glance and saw him smiling. "What?" he snapped. "Nothing." Richard smiled even more and nodded his head. Leaning towards Sean with an elbow on the chair, he whispered, "you really love me, don't you?" Sean simply swallowed. He was in the right mood to unleash hell on him but doing so could burst his bladder. "Please let me go pee buddy, I can't hold it anymore, please... I need relief.... right now!" He could hardly talk, he was struggling to contain himself. "You want to pee?" asked Richard quietly. "Badly," he stated. "How bad?" "See look, I don't want to play these silly games. I was already desperate for a piss in the car, all I wanted was to get down, run to the bathroom and pee, and you didn't let me. And that was more than two hours back." "On a scale of 1 to 10, how bad do you need to go?" "Are you dumb? I said I don't want to play!" Sean shot back. "On a scale of 1 to 10, how bad do you need to go?" Richard repeated firmly. He wasn't going to back down. "Twenty. Happy? Richie, I'm going to go pee whether you like it or not. I'm not going to piss myself in front of all these people like you want me to." His eyes watered from being hit by a massive wave of desperation. He squeezed his crotch and rocked back and forth to control himself. "Now when did I say that?" He asked coyly. "I never asked you to piss yourself in public, on the contrary, I had asked you to do otherwise." "Oh, just shut up, Richard!" Sean hissed frantically. Richard threw his head back and chuckled quietly. Holding his wiener, Sean bobbed his legs up and down. He wasn't in the position to keep toying around. He had to go urgently. Anymore waiting could end up in humiliation. Richard enjoyed his lover's predicament in silence, then reached out for Sean's crotch and cleared off his hands before holding it himself. Being hard and erect, it didn't take much to grasp it in his own. "Full erection, check." He slid up and down Sean's stiff penis, making him want to pee worse than before. "What are you doing? Don't do that!" He hissed dangerously, shooting frantic glances around the hall. The place was packed with people and though all of this happened under the table, chances are that 'someone' was due to find out. Richard did things to him that made his urge to urinate unbearably urgent. Panicking, he clenched his thighs shut. Enjoying his plight, he reached out for Sean's bladder and felt its structure. It was round and bloated. The waistband of his pants were tight, a clear sign that his bladder was filled to the brim and bursting. He gently pressed down on it, forcing the urine to push its way out to the tip of his penis. "Richie, no, I'll... don't do that! I'm losing it!" Sean cowered in his seat as his desperation reached a new level of urgency. Richard swallowed. Sean's desperation was doing things to him. He held his penis like a wand and slipped and slid over it, all the way from the base to the tip. Sean moaned quietly, dying from the need to empty his bladder. His touch also sent waves of pleasure and relief coursing down his pee cum sex organ. Eyes watering, he clenched his lips before letting out a long, quiet puff. "You guys okay?" Came a voice from across the table, shocking them. It was one of their friends at the party. He was seated at the same table as them. It was a large table meant for 16. Richard's hand immediately paused under the table, but stayed right there, on Sean's penis. "Yeah, we're fine, why ask?" He was alarmed, but handled the situation so smoothly that no one could make out. "Nothing, you kind of look disturbed, especially Sean," he stated. "M-me? No..." Sean lied. For a moment, he had considered telling the truth, anything to free himself from his predicament. However, that would mean leaving the table with a full blown erection. "Sure?" "Yeah man, I'm okay," responded Sean in a strained voice. Mr. Interruption, or how they'd like to address their 'friend' for now, started a long and unnecessary conversation about old times. The others at the table joined in, making things even harder for Sean. Richard, nevertheless, slowly resumed his activities under the table, challenging Sean to not piss himself in this situation. But Sean had other things on mind.
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"Richie! Richie!!! Hey!" Panicking, Sean raced after his boyfriend, Richard. He caught up with him and blocked his path. "Babes! Babes-babes-babes! Listen to me. Listen to me, please!" Richard tried to shoulder past, but, Sean grabbed his arm and held him back, making him sigh and look away. . "See, look, I can explain. What you saw back there, it isn't what it seemed like." "An erection is an erection, Sean. And an erection will always look like an erection." Richard was clearly disappointed, but adeptly maintained his calm. "Fine, I admit. I had an erection. But it was just a random one. It had nothing to do with that girl. Honest!" Not buying his alibi, Richard looked away, nodding in disapproval. "Sean, it isn't the first time I'm seeing this happen. It's happened several times before when she was around you. And I know what you feel about her." "Disgust!" Sean shrugged. "Disgust! That's what I feel when she's around." "Do I look like a fool to you? I know what's going on between you. I saw you kiss her that evening." His voice trembled as hurt surged and threatened to explode. Sean opened his mouth to defend himself but had nothing. Unable to meet Richard's piercing gray eyes, he looked away with a cold sheen of sweat glistening on his face. Richard expected another justification. Anything that told him he was wrong. But, he got nothing. His heart pounded, confirming his deep-seated fears. Sean wrung his face and sighed. With a hand on his hip, he worked up the courage to face Richard. "Okay, now that you say it, let me tell you that the kiss meant nothing. It was just a friendly gesture." "A friendly gesture? On the lips?" Richard simply gave him a deep, long stare, one that told him he wasn't buying it, that he already knew the truth. He was being cheated on! "No, on her cheek." "My eyes are pretty good, Sean. I know where you kissed her." "On the cheek," he insisted. "Lips! I saw it." "It was because you saw it from that angle." "It still doesn't justify the erection," Richard fought back. "Told you, it was a random one!" "Keep convincing yourself that!" Saying this, Richard turned around to leave. Panicking, Sean restrained him. "Leave!" He ordered. "Okay. At least hear me out," Sean pleaded. "I have been so far. And it's all been a bunch of lies. Now, leave!" "Okay, I will," Sean said quietly. "At least, let me tell you the truth about the erection." "What!!?" Richard spat back, his teeth clenched in rage. "I... I had to pee." "What?" Richard wasn't sure if he heard it right. "I had to pee." "So!!?" "I had to pee, that's why I had an erection," he justified. "Since when did you start getting erections when you needed to pee?" Richard questioned. He wasn't buying it. But the idea that his boyfriend had to pee, possibly that bad to cause an erection, was arousing. "I always do, more so if I have to go that bad," Sean admitted. Richard held his pout. He couldn't shake off the anger and hurt. "I don't believe you," he shot back. "It's the truth," Sean confessed. "I really had to pee that evening, and I didn't want to take leave, it felt awkward leaving her alone and walking off for a piss, so... I just held it." For a moment, they said nothing. Richard's deep breaths caught Sean's attention. "Trust me, baby, please. It's the truth. I'll do anything to make it up to you," Sean pleaded with his charming, chocolate brown, puppy eyes. "Anything?" "Anything." "Fine," Richard answered after a moment. x-x-x-x-x One evening, a week later, Richard and Sean were getting ready to hit a friend's party. Richard stood before the mirror and adjusted his bow tie. He looked suave in a black tuxedo. As for his boyfriend, Sean, he was busy getting into a royal blue shirt and a pair of slim-fit charcoal gray formal pants. Richard eyed him as he tucked in his shirt and zipped up his pants. He loved to see him in fitting clothes, especially one that hugged his crotch and accentuated the features inside. He could never get enough of Sean's strong penis. And tonight, he was determined to get more out of it. He fixed a sparkling drink for both of them. Making sure that he wasn't being watched, Richard took out a sachet from his pocket and emptied it into Sean's glass, making the contents fizz for a moment. When it died down, he carried the glasses and handed one over to Sean. "I fixed us a drink," he said. "Great!" Sean replied, looking grateful for it. He stepped back and stretched out his arm. "How do I look?" "Sexy," smirked Richard, taking a moment to eye his delicious crotch. He was looking forward to test his not-so-convincing alibi from the other day. He wanted to see how erect he'd get, especially with the powerful diuretic he'd slipped into his drink. "These pants are a little tight," Sean said and tugged at the fabric digging into his groin. "That's okay," remarked Richard. "Makes you look extra special for the girls." Sean laughed. "You know I have eyes only for you." "Yeah, I know, drink up now, we're getting late." "Right!" Without wasting anymore time, Sean took the glass and downed the contents in one gulp. x-x-x-x-x Half an hour later, they were on the streets, riding in the backseat of a fancy limousine. They had hired the car to be in top form before their friend's guests. It was going to be a grand party at a star hotel. So they were sure to look their best. They were few minutes away from the hotel when Richard noticed Sean shifting. "I'll need the loo before we go in," he confessed. "It's strange, I usually don't get full this fast." Richard looked down, chuckling quietly. He glanced at Sean's crotch, at the way the fabric of his pants were bunched up. Was he getting an erection like he'd claimed? Or is it just the fabric? x-x-x-x-x Few minutes later, they were in the hotel. Sean seemed to be in a hurry. In fact, he was. His need to pee was building, making it harder to hold with every passing minute. "Sean," Richard called out as they hurried along. "I need to tell you something." "What?" "You told me it's strange." "What?" "That your bladder filling up this fast." "Yeah,"he said quickly. He wasn't really bothered about casual talk now. Richard paused mid-way and held Sean back. "I slipped a diuretic into your drink." Sean just stared at him as he took a moment to realize what he was talking about. When he finally understood, his eyes bulged out in horror. "What!!!? Why?" "You promised to make it up to me." "What? Make it up what?" Then, he remembered. "Shhhiiiittt!" "So you'll make it up to me, right?" "Baby..." Sean mumbled. He couldn't take this up now. Not with this kind of urgency. His bladder was filling up super fast, and waiting it out for another half an hour at the max would guarantee wet pants. He knew why Richard was doing this. To bust his alibi of his had-to-pee-erection from that evening. "You said that you get erections when you really need to pee, right?" "I do," he almost begged. "But can we prove that at home one day? Not here? I promise I'll hold it all day for you." "If there's something you need to prove, tonight's the chance. That girl isn't here." Sean sighed. The junction between his groin and lower abdomen ached as his bladder continued to fill up. "Baby, see listen," Sean held him gently. "I know what you mean, but see, I really really have to pee now. I won't survive out there without taking this piss, trust me. And it's going to be a long day." "Fine," Richard shrugged. "I won't stop you. Go and take your piss. But then, it's over between us." "What?" Sean couldn't believe his ears. "No, see, you can't do this." "I can, Sean," Richard was firm. "Hold it for me. Have me. Take your leak and forget me." Sean didn't know what to do. "How long?" "Till we get home." x-x-x-x-x
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