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View File Can't stop leaking... Hey guys. Remember when we had short hair? No? Me neither. This was one I did a while back, where I went for a 'sporty' look with gym shorts, running tights and sports socks. I had drunk so much cola beforehand, I just kept on leaking and sporting into my clothes. Eventually, I cant hold on any longer, and I proceed to flood myself. It felt so good, especially with the wet spandex over my crotch. I hope you guys enjoy this one. I think my facial expressions give a good idea of how bad I have to piss. Love you all Submitter ShinyVolcarona Submitted 05/31/2020 Category Male  

View File Washing the dishes Hey everyone! Back again with another vid I here I am, washing my dishes and listening to a bit of music, whilst needing to pee. I decide to hold it until I finish my job, but eventually I start to leak into my grey sweatpants. I struggle on, trying to finish to last few items, but I just can't hold it any longer, and I have an accident in the middle of the kitchen, soaking my sweatpants and socks. I stand there in my puddle, but I can leave yet, as those dishes won't wash themselves... I hope you guys like this one. It's a bit longer than my usual ones, but I hope you like watching me squirm. I should be able to do more like this now that my housemate has moved out. Also, I apologise for my taste in music (it's really eclectic...) Love you guys (Btw, I wasn't wearing any underwear in this vid ) Submitter ShinyVolcarona Submitted 03/22/2020 Category Male  

View File Desperate wetting in front of the toilet Wow! That was intense! So I had been sitting at home watching TV, and I was getting increasingly desperate to pee. Eventually, I just had to go, so I ran to the toilet with the intention of relieving myself. However, because my sweatpants were really loose, I had to tie a complex knot in them earlier, which I now had to untie... I stand in front of the toilet, desperately trying to untie the knot, all the while leaking into my grey sweatpants. I struggle and squirm, but it's no use, and I just can't hold on any longer. I completely flood my sweats, soaking my socks as well and create a huge puddle on the floor. Afterwards, I still have to untie the knot, and I did struggle for while with it. I actually wet myself two more times in these sweatpants before managing to get them off, but I didn't get those on film. I hope you guys like this one. I don't get to do wettings like this very often because of my housemate. Let me know what you think. Love you Submitter ShinyVolcarona Submitted 03/19/2020 Category Male  

Hi All!! Below I am posting the first part of a story I have been working on the past day or two. A lot of it is influenced by personal fantasy, as well as some naughty wettings I have been doing with a female companion via video chat . Lets just say after hopping from foot to foot while begging a mistress to let you pee, and slowly leaking, has given me some authorial inspiration. The remaining parts will go up based on reactions. Hope you like it! A DAY AT THE WATER PARK: PART 1 Craig shot up from his bed with a slight jolt, at the sound of his Pokemon alarm. He yawned and stretched, suddenly becoming aware of his painfully full bladder. As Craig stepped out of bed, he was surprised at how bad he had to pee, despite a fully erect penis. Craig squeezed his erect morning cock, as he shuffled around his room to get his clothes and other items needed for the bathroom. As he began to awaken, this caused his bladder to contract more. Craig squeezed his legs together, and started walking briskly towards the bathroom, slightly hunched over. As he turned the knob, he was greeted by a lock, and the sound of running water. The water made Craigs bladder contract heavy, causing a small amount of pee to escape his still erect dick, and drip on his shorts. He gasped, before holding his crotch, and knocking on the door. *Knock Knock Knock* “Can you hurry up in there please ?” Craig let out, mildly pounding on the door while crossing his legs, tense to let out his morning pee. *oh I really regret finishing up all that root beer at 4 in the morning* Craig thought to himself, as his bladder painfully pushed past its limit. “I’m almost done, relax yourself little boy” replied his snarky older cousin. Amanda. “Jesus enough with the little boy comments, you got 5 years on me, you’re not all wise” Craig retaliated. A chill from the air conditioning tingled him, to the point where he had to hop from one foot to another, to keep the warm piss stretching his bladder, from further dampening his shorts. “As long as you continue to always wet your pants, you will always be little baby boy Craig” Amanda mocked, casually applying her makeup. Today they were going to a water park, and Amanda wished to look her best, to attract attention from cute guys, and to tease her younger cousin, who tended to be a sissy, yet was sexually attracted to Amanda, in ways he wishes he wasn’t. “Thats not true!!” Craig responded In defiance, blushing in pain as his bladder contracted further. He further blushed as a small amount of pee soaked into the blue sports shorts he wore to bed. Amanda, despite being a raging bitch, was not totally wrong. At 22 years old, Craig was strongly unlucky when it came to holding his bladder. Since they were kids, it seems Craig always had a bathroom issue. Almost every year since he was at least 4 , Amanda can recall an incident where Craig either wet his pants, or was dangerously close to the point the entire group he was with will never forget the desperation and energy he emitted to prevent an accident. Almost as if bound by telepathic force, that only twins share, Amanda and Craig both recalled the exact moment nearly 3 years ago, where Craig had an accident at a family friends wedding. Craig blushed in shame, and Amanda Giggled, at the memory of him running to the bathroom during the party, and seeing the unisex line of mostly women, waiting to relieve their bladders. Profusely sweating, Craig started shaking, as his white tuxedo bottoms turned yellow and began soaking with pee. The guys laughed and the girls gasped in shock as he desperately tried to pinch his cock and stem the flow of urine, dancing around and begging people to stop looking, as a puddle of urine formed at his feet. Little did he know, Amanda was in the crowd, laughing and recording a video on her phone, without his knowledge. Back in the present, Craigs desperation continued to grow, as Amanda continued to take her time getting ready. “Are you almost done?” Craig asked, squeezing his cock as another spurt escaped. He gasped in shock and squeezed his legs even closer together. Through the door Amanda could hear a small gasp, and grinned in mischief. She knew from prior experience, how close her little cousin was to having an accident. “Yes doofus hold your bladder I’m almost done.” Craig sighed to himself, before kneeling over in pain as his bladder further spazzed. Without warning a powerful jet of pee soaked into the crotch of his shorts, enough that a few drops of pee made its way to the floor. Craig looked down in horror at the baseball sized wet spot on his crotch. He pulled his shirt down, hoping to hide it from his cousin. Tears were at his eyes, from the pain of holding his bladder. Suddenly, his heart sank at the sound of a hair dryer going off. *KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK* “AMANDA PLEEEEEEEAAAASE!” Craig begged, whimpering as another small spurt escaped his penis. Amanda pretended not to hear him, smiling at the idea of him having a full blown accident while waiting for the toilet right outside. “Ooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhh!!!” Craig moaned out, gritting his teeth and jumping in place. Tears continued to well up in Craig eyes, at the pain, and from the humiliation of being so desperate right out side his cousins bathroom. Then, a huge jet of pee spurted from his penis, leaving a noticeable wet spot on his crotch. Craig danced from foot to foot, and grabbed his cock, as a spurt escaped. Pee started leaking from Craig, leaving a small puddle at his feet, as It trickled down his legs. Craig desperately tried to hold it, and almost had it, until the sound of the unlocking door unleashed the waterworks. Almost as if she timed it perfectly, Amandas view to the opening door was craigs hands desperately holding his crotch, as his bladder finally reached its limit. Pee soaked his shorts. Despite the open door to the bathroom, Craig stood in the hallway, desperately trying to control his bladder, but it was too late. Amanda stared on, amused as Craig moaned in agony and shame. The pee soaked through his shorts, down his smooth legs, leaving a puddle at his bare feet. Amanda stared. Fascinated, and slightly turned on. For the next minute crags bladder slowly emptied, as he stood defeated and humiliated in front of his holder cousin. Part 2 to come

I just got home from having a public accident. The preparation: I am a huge fan of hypnosis files and I'm a subscriber of Hypno Mommy's patreon. https://www.patreon.com/hypnomommy This past month she released a couple files that encourages you to have an accident in public. The first half is about preparing mentally to accept that you're going to have an accident, and some other helpful tips. (nothing suggests involving strangers or damaging property, which is important to me) The second half is for when you're at the location. She helps build you up to the accident, your desperation increasing, and your doing a potty dance, until she tells you to let go and wet your pants. Then there's some aftercare which is great too. I don't like being belittled or degraded. I prefer the suggestive and comforting hypno files. I did the rapid desperation technique this afternoon so I'd really have to go when I got to the park. It's about a 20 minute walk from where I live, and I was at a 8/10 when I started walking through my neighborhood. I was wearing black exercise shorts and light blue boxer briefs. I wanted my underwear to show the accident but my shorts to hide it. I was on my way to the park and I was feeling like I wasn't going to make it there to even listen to the hypno file. I was walking fast and it felt like I was going to start losing control any second, so I took a detour to a closer park, which ended up being a better choice. I got there 5 minutes later and was already spurting. I leaked a few times and I could feel it start to trickle down my leg. Then I saw someone... walking their dog right where I planned to go. There is a little stream that runs through this park and there are benches tucked into the trees that line the stream. I decided that I was going to lose control on one of those benches, and the sound of running water was not helping me hold it. I leaked a few more times as I approached the bench. I sat down and my shorts felt cold. I had leaked more than I thought. I felt a mosquito bite so I decided to find a new spot away from the water. I went to another bench that wasn't under a light and I was leaking one spurt after the other. I wanted to let go so badly and feel the warm relief but she didn't give me permission to wet myself yet so I kept holding on. I'm usually the dominant one, and the caregiver in all of my CGL relationships, but these abdl hypno files really resonate with me. I was pretty soaked at this point, and 9.5/10 on the desperation scale. I've only truly lost control and had an accident (as an adult) one other time in my life. Tonight, my bladder was doing the deciding for me. In the hypno file, she was telling me to do a potty dance and hold on as tightly as I could to keep from having an accident. I couldn't hold still. I was tapping my toes so fast as I sat there at the picnic table with my head down resting on my arms. I was trying to relax and feel the full effect of the hypnosis, but I couldn't hold still. My bladder hurt now, and I was spurting again. I could feel the warmth now, almost constantly, and I couldn't feel myself peeing. I was truly losing control. Then she said what I had been waiting for. She told me to wet my pants, to have an accident. To let go and soak myself. And the relief was overwhelming in the best way. I could feel the warmth filling my underwear, and the little splatters on my legs as my pee dripped through the boards of the bench and hit the ground. It felt so good to just let go finally. I didn't have much left in me at this point, but it still felt incredible. I lost control less than an hour after my previous pee. The rapid desperation technique worked better than expected. I quickly took off my dripping wet shorts and underwear, put them in a plastic bag in my backpack, and put on a dry pair of short for the walk home. I had to go again by the time I got home 15 minutes later. I'm off to bed now, diapered, just in case. I will definitely do this again, and plan to get to the park before I have an accident next time. And I definitely recommend subscribing to that patreon channel. It's $10 well spent!

Not wetting, but a nice sighting from a few years ago. I was living in a place with an empty lot nearby, and eventually someone bought the property and started putting up a new house. I could see the building taking shape from my window. There were several construction workers coming and going during the process, and I'd watch them sometimes out of curiosity. Time passed and the roof was put on. One day in the late afternoon, I was walking through my house and happened to go to the window, looking out at the construction. A couple of workers stood on the roof, backlit by the setting sun. It took a moment to register what I was seeing, it barely felt real, but there it was: one of the workers was peeing off the edge of the building. Even at that range it was obvious. He stood with his legs slightly apart, hips thrust forward, hand on his dick, and a long glimmering arc spraying from him. He was facing to the right, so I had a clear view of the distance his stream was shooting. I was transfixed watching him piss. He just kept going for about 30 seconds. A fence blocked the view of the ground, where there would definitely be a huge puddle, but the thought of it splashing from that height was exciting. When he finally finished he shook off his dick and went back to work. It was probably more about convenience than desperation, but his bladder was clearly full. I still feel lucky that he decided to piss from that roof in public right when I happened to be looking

Has been a few weeks since I last peed my bed so decided to rectify that this evening. Was a basic hold for a few hours until I was fit to burst, then lay on my front and just let it go and these are the results. A pretty standard wetting of a bed but as rewarding as always. I will follow some good advice received here today and try to sleep on the sheet without changing it later. With this heatwave, the sun over the sheet should hopefully dry it enough that its not too damp and cold to sleep on and if I can then I will be aiming to rewet it in morning upon waking. I don't know why it feels so good to pee your bed but I'm glad it does

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OK. Here is the challenge. We wet our underwear in the color of the rainbow. First post red.. After that orange. Who gonna starts?

I was doing a hold the other day with the intent to "make it". Sadly that did not happen exactly. When I got to a 9.5/10 and could not hold it any longer I made my way to the bathroom. I had to stop on the way and grab myself with a gasp as I felt a leak. I eventually made it to the bath room and pulled down my gray gym shorts unfortunately I couldn't do the same for my gray boxerbriefs before I flooded them with pee. Some pee even ran down my leg and wet my gym shorts below and made a puddle.

I am sharing this again as I work on the next book. I plan on getting this made into an ebook so welcome any constructive comments and hope you enjoy reading this again to refresh yourself of the story. I’ll add a chapter a night as I write the next chapters up. Thank goodness for the internet” Will said to himself as he sat alone in his office as always. It seemed more and more of his life, thank goodness, was able to be completed online. He liked it that way. He was much more than an introvert; he was known as the ‘weird’ guy, the ‘odd one out’ but he was unable to be anyone else. There was shy and then there was Will. Even at 28, almost 29, he had yet to meet a girl let alone date one. He liked them, oh he liked them very much, but he just couldn’t get the words out to tell them and while he had friends on social media he even struggled to message them in case he was seen as stalking them. Instead he thought about them in his head, letting his imagination run riot with all he would love to do. But today even the internet could not save him. Months previously, or maybe it was closer to a year, he had emailed his doctor about a minor issue that he could no longer self treat. He hated having to go see a doctor, or anyone really, but his cough just wasn’t shifting. By the time he had mustered the courage to get out his car, register his attendance on the surgery computer and wait to be called he was sweating and breathing way too fast. His cough could easily be treated but his doctor was much more concerned about his anxiety and social difficulties than his upper respiratory infection. She gave him some calming techniques and general advice but had said she would be referring him to a therapist in the hope he could get treatment. Today was the day he had to leave the confines of his office where he spent 8 and a half hours a day alone, otherwise choosing to work from home. Will ate his lunch in the office, having ordered his groceries online, and never once left the room, even to use the bathroom. He had his own coffee machine and would just hold his bladder until he returned to his apartment where he could pee without anyone knowing. Will had to admit to himself: he was afraid of people. Yet here he was bracing himself to have to see a therapist after work. The thought terrified him yet he knew he had to do something. He was lonely. He would never find a woman or get promoted or be able to go out with friends until he had help. He had to do this. He finished his coffee, packing his mug away in his Tupperware box to take home and wash. He went through his daily rituals for leaving work, cleaning his computer with wipes, lining his pens in order in his drawer then putting his coat on, always with the left arm in first. He crossed his legs unconsciously as his bladder reminded him he hadn’t emptied it since 7:15am. He had to admit his anxiety needed addressed as despite working in this company for three years he still had no idea where the gents even was. He just could never ask, though finding them now would really help because for the first time in three years he wasn’t able to rush home to the bathroom as he had a 90 minute appointment with a stranger first. Nerves were not helping him either. Nerves always affected his bladder. In the privacy of his office Will gave his penis a little squeeze, and fidgeted a bit. He was used to holding his urine and despite many close calls he always managed to make it home with no more than a small leak in his underwear. Today would be testing his ability to the extreme. Instead of getting home at 6 he would not get home until nearer 8, two and a half hours from now. If only he could have detoured home first but Will knew he would never manage back out again and he would be too late even if he could. He checked the corridor to make sure everyone else was out of sight, picked up his backpack and headed to his car. Even if he did see the gents (though he never had before) he would be too scared to go incase someone else heard him or saw him. Within a minute he had signed out and used his card to open the doors and he was safely in his car. He let out the breathe he had been holding since leaving his office as he lived in fear of someone even saying ‘bye’ as he had no idea what he should say back. Before turning on his engine and programming his sat-Nov he placed his hands over his penis again as his bladder once again sent a message for release. ‘If only the internet had a way to let me pee’ he whispered to himself. It helped him do everything else in life from having hot food delivered, groceries delivered, enabled him to stay in the ‘loop’ with family and friends via social media and entertained him via Netflix. If only the internet had a way to help him pee in private when he needed it too. Right now he could really do with that.

Not a lot of make wettings so figure girls here are bored so here you go this me wetting last night. Hope you enjoy! IMG_2206.MOV

panties, or underwear, or boxers, or boxer briefs.......or whatever really if it’s wet, and grey, post it here! (spinoff of the other thread about wet grey panties...thought it would be cool to have a thread where everyone can share a pic, of all different wet grey wear) I’ll start us off, wet grey leggings

So this occurred in preschool, back when I wasn't yet used to public bathrooms yet, and a way I guess I slowly got used to using them. Whenever we had like, class bathroom lines, before I got used to using the public toilets, here's what I would do. After I went in, I'd either let go into my diaper, wash my hands, and come out, or if someone was in there with me, I'd go into a stall, remove my pants, sit on the toilet, and just go in my diaper.

I've noticed a lot of threads about people holding it, and then posting what is happening to them as time passes. I've decided to consolidate this into a single thread in order to keep the board from getting cluttered. I will keep this short and sweet. Basically, if you're holding it right now and you want an audience, go ahead and post in this thread. Mention things such as your level of desperation and provide as many details as you can. While I would prefer all live action stuff to go in this thread, that doesn't mean you are obligated to do it. If you would rather, you could always hold it, do what needs to be done, and then post a separate thread about what happened. This is subject to change as questions and problems arise.

Jenny wriggled her shapely legs nervously as Madame Piselle encouraged the young ladies to drink up. She could hardly believe that her friend Yvonne had convinced her to come to a blind date event with her! Madame Piselle was known for running the most outrageous blind dating service in the San Francisco Bay area. Her methods were unconventional and unpredictable. There was an application process to get approved for an event, followed by a $100 charge if you got selected. Yvonne had made it into her first event six months ago, and she had nagged Jenny to come with her to the next one. Jenny had finally caved to her best friend, mostly to get her off her back. After all, she didn’t expect to get picked. Yvonne was much prettier than her and she had only been selected the one time out of over ten attempts. The former sorority sisters had applied together and received identical letters a week later. Jenny was surprised that her 5’5 busty dark-haired figure was capable of getting into such an exclusive event, on the first try, no less. Yvonne has excitedly described the experience for the thousandth time- the cute blindfolded boys whom the empowered women had given stiff drinks, conversed with, and touched intimately. She gleefully detailed how she had guided a muscular carpenter’s masculine hands over her slender body. They had gone out a second time, but the chemistry just wasn’t there with the intensity of Madame Piselle’s blind dating scheme gone. Admittedly, Jenny had enjoyed Yvonne’s hot story the first time, but she still felt no urge to be put in a potentially uncomfortable and unpredictable situation. Although she hadn’t had a steady boyfriend for a number of years now, this wasn’t her ideal way of meeting a man. She had finally paid the money and committed to the blind date, after Yvonne offered to cover her repeatedly. Now she was downing her fifth martini in thirty minutes under Madame Piselle’s watchful eye. The thought of going through what Madame had described minutes ago absolutely terrified her, but she saw no way out. Yvonne was squeezing her hand tightly as she happily chatted with an attractive Latina who was at her fourth event. Madame Piselle enthusiastically clapped her hands and warned the girls to finish their drinks in the next three minutes. She was in her early 40s with a tall, busty frame. She dressed confidently in a tight black skirt and low-cut white blouse. Jenny cautiously scanned the busy room. Each one of the twenty-four gorgeous women seemed to exhume confidence. She felt so out of place- she had no idea how she was going to approach a man in this environment, much less ask him to… “Okay, let’s go! Remember to pick up your new drinks on your way in!” Jenny snapped to attention and chugged the remaining half of her glass. She carefully followed Yvonne out of the crowded room to a wide hallway which led to a grand ballroom. The ladies picked up a tall glass of champagne on their way in to meet twenty-five handsome well-dressed men. Jenny carefully placed one foot in front of the other trying not to stumble, hoping she wasn’t attracting too much attention in her frilly purple dress. She already felt buzzed from drinking so much in a short while. She was sure it was her mind playing tricks, but she already felt like she needed a visit to the ladies. Just knowing that she was going to have to hold it made her hyper-aware of her filling bladder. Yvonne and her chatty companion, Vanessa, walked over to a pair of lads who looked like they could be brothers. Jenny wished there was a third guy with them so she would have a way into the group without being the fifth wheel. Of course, if he was anywhere as good-looking as the other two, he would be way out of her league anyway. Sipping her champagne, Jenny shyly sunk into a corner behind Vanessa and Yvonne. She could just make out the conversation over the growing roar of the room. “… and we’re supposed to drink a glass every twenty minutes.” “Same for us! Except we didn’t have to drink before we came in. You must be drunk already!” Yvonne and Vanessa giggled. “Yes! You guys look totally hot right now!” One of the guys reddened slightly. “Are you allowed to…” Yvonne laughed again. “Nope! We are supposed ask you boys to help us out with that!” “Help? How?” “With your mouth, silly! What about you? Are you allowed to go?” Yvonne punched him playfully. “No, we are all locked up.” He gestured to his crotch. Jenny saw her friend reach out to explore his nether regions, but Vanessa’s barely-clothed back obstructed her full view. She wondered what the boys were wearing under their dress pants- maybe she would get to find out… if she could somehow hold on long enough. Before she knew it, Madame Piselle’s voice was interrupting conversation over the PA system. “Everyone, get your drinks now please.” A majority of the ladies in the room, including Jenny, reluctantly chugged their drinks and then made their way over to grab new wine glasses. Several servers standing in quiet corners of the ballroom discreetly approached lagging guests and urged them to make way to the bar- Madame Piselle had made sure all the bases were covered. As Jenny sipped red wine in her same eavesdropping corner, she noticed an interesting fellow in the other end of the room. He seemed shy and out of place- he was clearly there with his friend who was eagerly flirting with a blonde and a brunette. Jenny felt a pang from her bladder- she would normally go pee at this point. She scanned the room again, hoping there were girls in worse shape than she was. She didn’t have to look far- a petite Filipino woman in a form-fitting white dress was dancing on the spot as she conversed with an African-American male who was stealing glances at her writhing hips every few seconds. Jenny wondered how much longer the lady would be able to hold on for- all that alcohol would quickly overwhelm her tiny body. Would the man help her or just watch her soak her dress? That brought her thoughts back to her own bladder. Her wine glass was almost empty and soon she would have to pick her next drink. The thought of pissing herself in such a public space terrified her. Imagine if she was the first! She couldn’t risk such humiliation. Her bladder was filling at an alarming rate and she hadn’t even talked to anyone at the party! She finished her drink as Madame directed everyone back to the bar. Strategically, she waited for the shy boy with glasses to walk past her to the line at the bar and quickly followed him. Now, she needed to talk to him before he wandered back to the two girls with his friend. As he reached for his beer, she tapped on his shoulder. “Um… could you please grab one for me. I’m a little drunk… sorry.” Jenny felt herself blush at even admitting that. “Oh, no problem. I’ll just…” He handed her his beer and accepted another one from the bartender. “Thanks- I’m Jenny.” She walked purposefully with him as he tried to follow the group back to their spot at the back of the room. He stopped to accept her handshake. “No problem- I’m Sidney. Sid, for short.” “Nice to meet you, Sid. Is this your first event?” Jenny realized that she would never be able to have this conversation if she wasn’t drunk and desperate. “Yes, I applied because Dane was pushing me to- I didn’t think they’d pick me. What about you?” Jenny giggled. “Me too! I can’t believe I’m here doing this! It’s just so crazy!” Sid immediately loosened up. “Isn’t it? How do they come up with these crazy ideas? Does this kind of dating actually work?” Jenny’s attention drifted to the Filipino girl behind him she had frantically excused herself from her date and rushed to a semi-secluded area behind a large marble post. She had hiked up her skirt and lowered her panties to pop a squat before a server had stopped her. She was desperately pleading with her hand in her crotch, drawing attention from a growing audience. Her date quickly rushed over and knelt down in front of her. Carefully, she lowered her panties again and relieved herself into his mouth. The entire room was watching in shock now, as her bursting bladder emptied directly into his mouth for thirty seconds. Humiliated, but relieved just the same, she wiped off her pussy with her hand and pulled up her underwear. Like many others, Sid had been drawn into the scene. Jenny quickly hurried to join him. An added privilege to his company was listening in to the couple’s conversation. They spoke in hushed voices, but Jenny was able to make out their words through a mix of great hearing and lip-reading. “Uh, thanks- I was about to wet myself.” “No worries- your pee was delicious.” The Filipino girl smiled, but Jenny missed her response as Sid resumed their conversation. “Wow! She really had to pee!” “Yes… Madame made us drink a lot before we came out.” Jenny blushed, realizing she had just revealed her own predicament to him. “Oh… do you need to go?” “A bit.” Jenny lied as she willed herself not to wriggle involuntarily. It was getting harder and harder not to show her desperation as she continued drinking. A couple of the girls were now openly holding themselves as they chatted with boys. Vanessa and Yvonne were both dancing on the spot. “Well, maybe… “ Sid’s voice trailed off. Jenny sensed he was offering to help, but felt uncomfortable with the topic. She did too, so she quickly redirected conversation to a more conventional dating topic. “What do you do for work?” Sid’s face lit up. “Oh, I’m a website designer. I started my own company two years ago and I have been working with….” Jenny’s attention waned as he continued his excited chatter about his work and all the interesting projects he had completed recently. She could see her tummy bulging out now- she needed to pee SO badly! She squeezed her thighs together under her dress- it helped a little. Maybe she could nonchalantly cross her legs. Pretending to listen to him, she casually stepped over her left foot and clenched her upper thighs tighter. “What about you? What do you do?” The questioned snapped Jenny back to reality. For a moment, she stared blankly at him, unable to recall her own work. “Oh, I’m an assistant manager at a restaurant.” Realizing such a short answer may come across as rude, she tried to continue. “Um, basically… I help with table bookings, worker schedules, ordering in supplies- stuff like that. I started working there three years ago as a server.” “Oh, sounds interesting. Are you doing ok there?” He gestured towards her crotch. Jenny realized she had started rocking back and forth. It was getting painful to hold it. She briefly caught Yvonne urgently negotiating with the guy she had been talking to. Vanessa seemed to have better luck, as she was currently inviting her date under her dress to grant her some desperately needed relief. A curvy redhead behind the group was in tears, begging for someone to help her as she iron-gripped her womanhood with both hands. “It’s getting really bad.” Jenny admitted. It was pointless to hide it any longer. She needed the toilet, badly. “Do you want me to…” Suddenly, they were interrupted by the redhead in the jungle-green dress. “Please help! I’m about to wet my panties!” She had somehow hobbled over clutching her crotch. Her dress was hiked up and her pink cotton panties were visible through her clenched fingers. Jenny thought she could see dampness, but she wasn’t sure. Sid looked helplessly at his date, who shrugged. “OK! Allow me!” He dropped down to his knees as the woman tried to lower her panties. It was too late. As she released her crotch, the dam burst and she soaked her undergarments. Sid scrambled back to his feet to avoid her flood as she sighed in relief. Her legs glistened with wetness as the massive waterfall continued to flow from her crotch, forming a giant lake at her feet. The room observed in awe as she finally finished wetting herself and was promptly led out of the party by Madame Piselle. The accident had done nothing to help the other girls, Jenny included. She had almost finished her beer and now had her hand in her crotch. Vanessa, visibly relieved, had broken away from Yvonne and was lovingly flirting with the man who had been under her dress minutes earlier. Yvonne was letting the other guy fondle her breasts in the hopes that she too would be granted relief soon. However, Jenny could clearly see that he was eyeing Vanessa- she had likely been his goal all along. Just then, Madame Piselle returned and announced that it was time for another drink. An audible groan arose- several women were on the verge of accidents. Nevertheless, everyone lined up again. Behind Sid and Jenny, Yvonne’s date promised her that he would relieve her after they got through the line. He expressed that he had to pee too, but he would help as long as she promised to continue being sexually generous with him. Out of the corner of her eye, Jenny could see that Yvonne was really struggling to hold on. The dancing on the spot, the glisten of sweat on her face, the whiteness of her knuckles as they clutched her pussy- it all pointed to one thing. This woman was on the verge of disgracing herself. Jenny felt deep sympathy for her friend but her own plight was no minor matter. She tried to keep herself as composed as possible as she waited for the next alcoholic drink, white wine, to torture her strained young body. Like a true gentleman, Sid got Jenny’s drink without prompt. He quickly directed his lady away from the bar to a quiet corner. As Yvonne reached for her glass, she lost the battle. With an audible gasp, she began urinating in her clothes. The area in front of the bar was rapidly covered in her puddle as her pee flowed through her red silk panties, her clenched fingers, and down her slim legs. Sid tore his eyes away from the giant scene to set the drinks down on the tiled floor. He shut his eyes as he reached up under Jenny’s dress to grab her panties at the hips. She released her grip on her crotch so he could pull them down. With his eyes still closed, he asked her to direct her stream into his mouth. “It’s okay- just open your eyes. Or I’m going pee all over you.” Not being needed to be asked twice, he grabbed her butt and eased her feminine parts close to his open mouth. She couldn’t hold on a moment longer and released a powerful torrent. He dutifully swallowed her stream as she peed for a full minute, just managing to stop for a few seconds in the middle so he could take a breath. As she finished peeing, she felt his tongue wiping her clean. Her knees nearly buckled from the pleasurable sensation. After the immense relief of finally emptying her deprived bladder, the sensation of his tongue on her clitoris was almost overwhelming. She was sure that if he continued licking, she would orgasm in a flat minute. He pulled her panties back up and handed her the glass of white wine as he rose to his feet. Jenny couldn’t express her gratitude for what he had done for her. If not for him, she would have wet herself like Yvonne and been led out of the party in shame. He had saved her- without even being asked to! She graciously leaned towards him and kissed him on the lips. It backed him against a post and she pushed further, stepping so her body was grinding against his. To her surprise, he broke off the kiss at that point and moved away from the post. “What’s wrong?” He brought the wine glass to his lips and took a quick sip. “Nothing, I’m just…” Jenny looked at him curiously. He stood awkwardly, bouncing on the spot. “Oh, you need to pee don’t you?” He reddened. “Yeah, I do need to go. It’s hard with all these drinks and…” It was Jenny’s turn to blush. “My pee. Can I help relieve you?” It was only fair since he had saved her. “N-no, you can’t. We are all wearing a chastity belt under our pants.” He gestured at his crotch. Jenny realized she had completely ignored the ordeal the men were under! She had leisurely emptied her bladder into his mouth and now he would have to hold in all that liquid. “I’m so sorry, Sidney. If I had known, I wouldn’t have…” “No, it’s okay- I wanted you to stay. I was going to help the other lady too and I didn’t even know her!” “I could have at least held in half…” Sid dismissed her with a wave of his hand and continued talking about his family, friends, and hobbies. As they conversed, Jenny continued to experience a growing attraction towards him. The fact that his cock was caged up made things all the more exciting! As they finished the white wine, several more women were led out of the room by Madame Piselle. The Filipino girl had grown desperate again and her date had tried his best to help. Unfortunately, he had peed his own pants whiling providing her relief a second time. They were escorted out together, but a second date seemed inevitable. With the original crowd down to about half size and the entire ballroom floor glistening with wetness, the noise level dropped sharply. Almost everyone had their minds on their respective bladders. Despite Vanessa’s earlier success with her date, he certainly wasn’t offering to help her a second time. They were both visibly desperate arguing with each other. “You’re no gentleman! A real man would give his woman what she needed no matter what!” “Maybe if you tried to see things beyond your own selfish perspective. Then I might continue trying to help you, witch!” “I don’t need your help anyway! You’re useless!” She looked over at his friend who had initially been chatting with Yvonne. He eagerly walked over and lifted Vanessa’s dress. Despite his own mounting desperation, he wasn’t going to pass up an opportunity to see this very attractive Latina’s pussy up close and personal. “Some friend you are, asshole. Good luck getting anything from this selfish ho!” His friend desperately hobbled away to line up at the bar. He could sense Madame was about to announce another round of drinks. Soon after accepting his drink, a vodka and orange juice, he soaked his pants. Five minutes later, his friend had also wet himself. True to prediction, Vanessa had not given him her contact information or even any second base privileges as Yvonne had. Jenny briefly felt badly about the situation- the boys’ friendship was probably toast and all they had to show for it were their wet pants. However, her sympathy was quickly diverted to Sid. He was barely hanging on after gulping down his wine. He was repeatedly trying to grab his cock as he danced around trying to maintain conversation with Jenny. She was surprised he had held it that long- she was feeling a rapidly growing need again. She suddenly realized that he might be fearful of wetting himself in her company. “Sid, just let it go.” She spoke softly into his ear. “I promise I won’t judge you.” “A-are you sure? I’m such a baby- about to piss my pants like this!” Jenny decided enough was enough- there was no point in him suffering any longer. She moved in close again to whisper in his ear. “Just let it go, babe- you know you want to. You know you have to. Think of waterfalls- always flowing. Gallons and gallons flowing down to the earth all the time.” It was too much for poor Sid. His brown pants darkened immediately as a stream flowed into his shoes. His face burned in humiliation as the girl of his dreams watched him soak his pants. Madame Piselle returned to the ballroom after escorting yet another wet couple out and immediately strode over to deal with Sid. Thinking quickly, Jenny parted her legs and relaxed. She was surprised by the pleasant feeling of warm wetness filling her white cotton panties and then running down her legs to her feet. Overcome with the relief of emptying her severely weakened bladder again, Jenny had to actively fight the impulse of rubbing herself to a drunken orgasm in public. Together, Sid and her added to wetness on the floor as Madame patiently waited for them to finish. As they were escorted away from the curious eyes of the ballroom, Madame Piselle congratulated them on a successful date together. She led them into a private toilet and gave Jenny a key to Sid’s chastity belt. Jenny eagerly undid his soiled pants to explore his male body. She finally had a boyfriend… and a great new hobby to explore with him.

So it looks like he is sort of pressing his hand in to his crotch because he needs to pee. The expression in his face makes it seem like he’s looking for something, a bathroom, a place for relief, a distraction to keep him from peeing. At some point he moves over to the half wall and leaks some when he goes to sit, not realizing that it was enough to soak his shorts some. The expression on his face is one of both frustration and satisfaction from a little relief and a little warmth, giving him a bit of a tickle on his pickle, but his frustration is with whomever (person taking pictures?) is preventing him from going and peeing. He’s not new to peeing his pants because he holds it too long. A couple of weeks earlier he was at a long movie and kept thinking he needed to go to the bathroom. But the isles were full and he was blocked in, and eventually peed his pants then too. He loves the relief that he gets and doesn’t admit to anyone, but he loves the public humiliation where others see him peeing his pants or seeing where he peed his pants. Alex is kind of a bad boy, yet innocent soul too. He has one kink that gets him extremely turned on, he loves to hold his pee until he can’t anymore. He does it at least once a day, and isn’t afraid to do it in front of someone else. Alex also loves to control when his friends can go too, so he makes sure to be the one driving, and will intentionally go out of his way to make sure he takes a longer route if he even suspects that someone in the car needs to pee. Vinny and a couple of his friends went shopping. His parents gave him some money to get some new clothes while they were away. So he has his hands pretty full when he starts to realize he needs to pee. At first he fidgets and then breaks away from the group to find a bathroom. As he starts to walk in to the bathroom he feels his tight briefs get warm, not realizing he’s peed some. He gets to the urinal and then realizes his hands are too full and he isn’t able to get his dick out when he begins to pee in his pants. A pair of brothers 14 and 7 walk in and the 7 year old sees Vinny has pee dripping from both sides of his pants legs and on to the floor and says to his brother that “that big boy peed his pants like you did yesterday.” They make eye contact and Vinny has tears running down. The older brother says, “im glad I’m not the only one.” The little boy says, “yeah. Big babies” Jaden and his older brother decided to take a small weekend getaway to a beach about an hour away. Jaden overslept and was rudely awoken by his brother, who was itching to get on the road right away. Jaden got the last of his bag together and went downstairs when his brother took his bag and said “time to hit the road sleepyhead”. About 30 minutes in to the drive Jaden realized his bladder was aching, he asked about how much longer “we’ve got another 30 minutes or so bud.” He reclined the seat back and attempted to fall asleep. 10 minutes passed by and he rolled to his other side and crossed his leg a little and put his hand between his legs. “You ok bud?” His brother asked, “I’m fine.” He responded with a lie. A few more minutes he shoves his hands a little deeper between his legs. He feels a drop of pee escape. He sits up and tries to play it off as just uncomfortable. Another 10 minutes passes by and his brother says “we are almost there, you excited yet?” “Mmhmm” is all Jaden can muster trying to hold his pee. They finally arrive and he feels a big squirt escape. As they go to check in to the hotel, and as he is standing at the counter with his brother he feels his legs getting warmer as pee starts to come out and run down his legs. A puddle forms under him. Matthew has been playing outfield for a while now. He started peepee dancing 20 minutes in to the game and the bathrooms at the ball field are out of order. He has to wait until the next inning to swap out and he able to use the bathroom. The pitcher is up to bat and the ball comes flying in his direction. He starts running. Not realizing with each step that some pee is escaping. He catches the ball and tosses it to second base. Matthew realizes then that he’s in trouble. His light grey pants have a plate sized wet spot at his crotch. His white briefs and his sport cup are soaked where pee ran around it. He keeps holding it as the next couple of players make their moves. During the long walk from the outfield he’s trying to walk quickly and carefully. But every few steps he begins to pee again. By the time he gets to the dugout, he starts to pee his pants all the way. One of his best friends wraps an arm around him and tries to comfort Matthew as he stands there with pee soaking his thighs, then his knees, and even his socks and shoes. Thankfully Matthews friend has a towel that he uses to shove between his legs to absorb some of the pee. By the time they rotate out, all that can be seen is the wet ring from where he originally peed. Radu got selected to do a photo shoot with a talent group looking for teen models. He knew that today was the day. It is a warm Friday afternoon, school is out for the day and he is already wearing what he wants to have on. Because he had to check in and meet them at the scene for where they were going to be photographing him, he had to leave school right away- missing one of his regular bathroom stops on his way away from the school. It’s about a 15 minute walk once he gets off school property to make it there, and much to his dismay he realizes there isn’t a bathroom here to use. While he is signing paper work, he slightly crossed one leg over the other, more to put one foot on top of the other than anything else. He and the two photographers discuss the two places where pictures were going to be taken, and how many. They tell him it will take about an hour and they will both get about 200 pictures in total. At first things are ok and his urgency to pee isn’t too strong. At one point he begins pressing his hand in to his crotch because he needs to pee. The expression in his face makes it seem like he’s looking for something, a bathroom, a place for relief, a distraction to keep him from peeing. They tell him he needs to focus and change positions because he was crossing his legs. The expression on his face is one of both frustration and satisfaction from a little relief as a very small squirt comes out. He mentions to the photographer that he needs to use the bathroom, where they say “just hold it.” He’s not new to peeing his pants because he holds it too long, more often than he should, or would ever admit. He groans but continues to listen to their direction. Another squirt leaks out an he changes positions to crossing his legs again. Radu could feel his underwear getting wet as pee slowly trickles out in to his underwear. He grins as he feels the warmth spreading more and more, finally relaxing and enjoying the warmth flow freely. Noah and his family have been on vacation, the picture we see is from the afternoon before they leave from celebrating a holiday and his 16th birthday. The next morning he and his 12 year old brother pile in the back seat of their parents sedan as they take off. Noah falls asleep and sleeps for the first 3 hours of their journey, and is woken up by the car coming to a stop as they pull in to gas up. His mom asks if he needs a bathroom break and he says no, as does his little brother. They both drift off to sleep and sleep for about an hour when Noah wakes up hearing about his little brother asking for a bathroom break. It dawns on him as he’s crossing his right leg over his left that he really needs to go pee too, his underwear were actually already slightly damp. Dad says “y’all are going to have to wait” and points to the traffic getting backed up. The car begins to roll. “But I really need to pee.” He pleads. “Like I’m about to pee my pants. What am I supposed to do?” He presses legs together really hard as his gray shorts begin to turn darker and darker as he starts peeing. Noah looks at his brother. “It’s probably a bad time to say this, but I need to pee pretty bad too and Nathan is already peeing his pants.” His brother is crying and cuts Noah a look. Noah crosses his legs the other way really tight as he feels a squirt come out. Noah bends forward pressing his hands in to his crotch. Another squirt escapes and Noah turns to look at his brother who is watching in awe as Noah wets his khaki shorts more. Eventually giving in and letting go. Camden is on a road trip with his big bro, Camren. Camden slept right though his alarm and made Camren wake him up causing them to be late getting on the rode. Since they were late Camden didn’t have a chance to use the bathroom. As he got in the car he felt a slight need to pee but ignored it. He ended up falling asleep again in the car for most of the trip. After 2 hours he woke up and realized he really need to pee crossing his left leg over his right. He asked his bro how much longer they had. “Almost there, about 30 mins” he answered. Camden let out a sigh as he crossed his legs tighter. 30 mins later the pulled in to the parking lot. The pressure was to much for Camden as he felt his bladder release soaking his pants and briefs. He started to cry as his big bro looked over at him. He said it was okay and that he had to pee too and was leaking. He mange to pull down his pants showing Camden his wet briefs. Camden watch in shook as his big bro fully peed himself in the car.

Last night I wet my bed on accident kinda. I decided to see if I will or hold it till morning or wake up in the middle of the night needing to pee. So at 4pm I took my last pee for the day and started a hold. I halve a pretty big bladder so by bed time I need to pee but I was not that desperate, I was more desperate the usual but not super desperate. I put on some black and gray striped briefs and went to bed. Well I slept though the night and woke up wet! It was cold when I woke up so I must have done it in my sleep and slept in it a while. Pics below.

I'm thinking about doing a wetting video. Ever since I've joined this site, I've wanted to do one. So I thought I'd ask all of you which underwear to wear when I do my wetting. Also which position would you like to see me in when I wet myself.

Wetting my light blue briefs View File I wet my briefs in the tub. I had a big glass of water pre and post workout, a cup of coffee, and finally a whiskey ginger. I really had to go! Here's the PH link if you want to preview before downloading: https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5f2dfb18dd7bb Submitter electronical Submitted 08/07/2020 Category Male