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I haven’t pained in ages and finally have a few hours to spare…. Having done some work in the garden and consumed a significant amount of tea, I decided it best to be padded …. I also got some sample pads with my last diaper order and can only assume they are meant to be stuffed in a diaper…? So that’s what I did… Took a few photos and decided to write this before preparing the pallet. Already bursting and don’t think I will make it 5 minutes before soaking myself :)))

I recently discovered a new hobby: peeing in sync to music videos I so far tried to do this for the song Try by Pink. Peeing is mostly during the three choruses (i.e. starting at about 45 seconds). It was a lot of fun to create these videos, and maybe you enjoy the videos, too. https://www.erome.com/a/wUQxY27C

Was having someone control my bladder the other day but they wouldn’t let me use the bathroom so I ended up pissing my pants IMG_0232.MOV

This one will have sexual content! Sex is part of a lot of my stories but this isn’t by any means gonna be a porno. Feel free to skip those parts of it’s really not for you. I’ve seen a couple long-term readers of my work who aren’t into poop, and most of my stories contain poop… oops. Sorry everyone. So this one is a pure pee story! Hope you enjoy. ———————————————————————— “I’m coming!” Charlotte buries her face in my neck as her whole body convulses with the pleasure of orgasm. I feel hot, sour morning breath on my cheek and chestnut hair tickling my chin. As her muscles tense up, the sensation proves too much for me and I explode inside her, holding her close, feeling her slowly calm down and be still again. It takes a long time for both of us to finish finishing. For a moment we just lie there, calm, content. I love the feeling of her uneven breasts squishing against my chest, hard nipples digging into my flesh. I love to stroke her hair as she’s lying on me. By now I can really feel the urgency of my morning piss in my bladder, but the scene is too perfect to give up on so soon. I had known I needed to pee from the moment I woke up, but when Charlotte had rose to straddle me, all that was put on the back burner. I lean forward and give her the softest of kisses on the top of the head In the end it’s Charlotte who breaks off the post-sex embrace. My cock falls limp and sticky between my legs now that it’s not in her anymore. She makes to get out of bed. “Come back,” I mumble, not wanting to lose the intimate moment before I have to. “I’m only going for a wee,” Charlotte tuts, “I’ll be back for round 2 later”. “Come on, Lottie,” I chide- Lottie is what I call her when I want her to do something for me- “just a a few more minutes. I bet you could hold it”. “You know I could,” she retorts, “but it’s not about that, anyway. If I don’t wee I could get a UTI or something”. That’s fair enough, I suppose. “Fine,” I concede, giving up the hug, “but can I come too? I’m busting”. I’m not exaggerating, either. I really do need to go to the loo soon. Charlotte smiles knowingly, but doesn’t give me the answer I want. “You wait here,” she orders, “you can go for a piss when I get back”. She starts to walk away, and I can’t help staring at her tight little booty as she goes. “Why? It’s been two years and I’ve still never seen you on the loo”. “And you never will,” she tells me with a smirk. “Those things are better kept private, you know how I feel about this”. I know better than to argue with Charlotte, so I watch her leave and focus on holding in my pee until she comes out. I love her, of course I do, but I don’t like the intense privacy she still wears like armour when she’s around me. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised- her whole family are majorly uptight, rich types who would never admit they don’t piss rosewater and shit gold (at least the ones I’d met, anyway). Not for the first time, I wish Charlotte would just trust me to be in the room without looking. Now that my erection has subsided, I find myself wondering what might happen if Lily is already in the bathroom. Lily is Charlotte’s little sister, a freshmen who had moved to the city and needed someplace to stay while she looked for an affordable flat. I only met Lily briefly last night, so I don’t know much about her other than what Charlotte’s told me- that her sister likes to eat junk food and get drunk all the time, that she wants to explore the town… and that she likes to spend an age in the shower. But it doesn’t sound like Lily is in there today, because I hear Charlotte walk straight into the bathroom and close the door behind her. There was no lock- her parents, apparently satisfied that everyone else in the family would know what a closed door means, had never bothered to replace it. This left me with a predicament of my own- a fast-growing desperation to piss and nowhere to aim it until my girlfriend is out of the toilet. She could be a minute… but if she wants to do anything more than a quick leak, as I suspect, I’m going to struggle to hold it. In past relationships I’d have simply pissed in the sink, but Charlotte forbids that kind of thing so passionately that I never bother arguing. I’m forced to squeeze the tip of my dick closed while I wait uncomfortably for Charlotte to return. When I hear her flush the toilet, I get ready to make a run for the bathroom. As a last thought, I hastily pull on the same t-shirt and oversized boxers I’d left on the ground from the night before. When Charlotte gets back I can barely stand still. There’s no time for apologies as I rush past her toward the bathroom, feeling my bladder control start to slip at last. I close the door behind me, just about extract my member from the boxers in time and point it towards the bowl just as piss starts to erupt from the tip. I moan loudly in relief, unable to hold back the noise of pleasure. When I’m finished, I return to the mirror over the sink at the other end of the bathroom to check my face and hair. Just as I’m brushing up a little, the door opens again, startling me. It’s Lily, wearing nothing but a cute pair of pink and baby-blue pyjamas. She glances at me on the way in, marching straight for the toilet.

Like the last few stories I've posted, this was originally written using characters from a non-kink book I've written. So, name-changes were made and the setting was kept vague to keep it from being recognizable, I hope the vagueness does not distract from the desperation content. As a warning, the characters appearing in this one are from a horror/comedy book that I wrote; They are serial killers and, while there will not be any graphic violence or murder here, there will be references to it. So, if that’s not your cup of tea, you can skip this one. *** “Okay,” Julian declared as he twisted the final knot around Jesse’s wrist. “That should hold you… How much time do you want me to give you down here?” Jesse considered it. The ropes binding his legs together and keeping his arms behind his back were uncomfortable and he didn’t want to be in them for long. But, they were supposed to cause discomfort, and he needed enough time in them to ensure a person wouldn’t be able to free themselves from the rope they’d chosen, or the knots they’d learned to tie. “A couple hours,” Jesse answered. Julian gave him a quizzical look, “Really? That lon—“ “We can’t have one of our subjects escape,” Jesse said. “I have to make extra certain that such an act would be impossible.” “Well…” Julian looked down at his feet. “if you’re sure, I guess… I’ll go get some stuff at the store, then. You just… Stay here and… Try to get yourself out of those binds.” “Okay,” Jesse said. As Julian climbed the stairs to leave their basement, Jesse was already wriggling his fingertips. He could scarcely bend his fingers at all, the ropes were so tight and firm. He doubted he’d be able to escape from them, but that was a good thing; It meant none of his future victims would be able to, either. He figured he ought to try a little harder though, pretend he was fighting for his life like the people he tied up would inevitably be doing. He tried to thrash and writhe, but without the presence of the heart-pounding adrenaline he’d have if he was actually on the receiving end of a drawn out, painful murder, he didn’t think he was putting his whole heart into getting free. Once he’d lost the circulation in his arms, it had stopped being that uncomfortable, too. So, even less motivation to fight with the bindings. He continued to put in a little effort, though. He fidgeted his legs as much as he could, he kept flexing his arms, but nothing seemed to make the ropes loosen. If anything, they were just getting tighter. The one wrapped around his lower torso was getting particularly tight… It was more uncomfortable than all the others, his middle felt really tense, and— He should have peed before asking Julian to tie him up. He definitely should have peed. Now that he’d noticed the urge within, it seemed to intensify. How interesting that acknowledging a pain makes it amplify a little like that… It was as if once he’d made note of the discomfort, he’d given it a megaphone. His bladder was now demanding all of his attention. He tried to ignore it for a while, but he couldn’t. It was throbbing and pulsating, and the fact he could neither cross his legs nor hold himself was making it worse. He finally seemed to find the motivation he’d needed to really fight against the ropes keeping him bound. Even if he couldn’t free his hands so he could get his zip down, he at least wanted the use of his legs so he could try and pin his opening shut between them. His hips hitched back and forth, the only part of his body he could move around that freely. He was trying to ease the ropes over his legs downwards, if he could force them down to his ankles, rather than around his thighs and knees where they were now, they’d be too loose and he’d be able to step out of them. Then he’d get to do all the leg-crossing he wanted! He couldn’t push the ropes down though. To do that, he’d need hands, which he knew he had even less chance of breaking free. He could sort of twist his ankles around, and he hooked them against one another, but that didn’t bring him much relief. The rope over his midsection was quickly becoming his worst enemy. Why did Julian have to put it RIGHT there? It was DIRECTLY over his bladder, and it seemed to squeeze itself more and more with each passing second. As if it wasn’t merely a rope, but a strangely camouflaged boa constrictor that was hell-bent on watching Jesse pee his pants. Wait… No. He wasn’t THAT desperate already, was he? A few seconds of steady breathing and Jesse determined that he was certainly close to having to worry about that. His bladder was so full, the rope squishing it was so tight, and he couldn’t do anything to help hold it in! If he didn’t get out of these ropes soon, he was going to get soaked. Wet pants weren’t too uncommon for Jesse. He’d had serious bedwetting issues for as far back as he could remember; Some nights he’d wet his pajamas, change his damp clothes, put a new sheet of plastic over the bed, fall back asleep… And then pee himself again before morning. He wasn’t sure what it was, he just could not for the life of him wake up when his bladder needed emptying. He’d wet his pants while awake not too long ago as well; He’d managed to get himself locked into a freezer overnight while he really, really, really needed to go. He’d known he’d needed to conserve his energy if he was to survive the below freezing temperatures for so long in his thin clothes, and that holding it in would make that difficult. He also knew that urine would be warm… So, he’d just taken a deep breath and let it flow. For a few seconds, his plan worked. He no longer had to put any energy into holding his bladder closed, and his legs were sieged by a pleasant heat that overpowered the frigid air that had been battering against them. He was actually feeling kind of proud of himself for being intelligent enough to use the tools at his disposal to warm himself. And then he remembered that liquid cooled off pretty quickly when in such low temperatures. He felt significantly LESS smart when his urine began to freeze itself against his leg. He shook his head back and forth to clear it of these memories. Not just because they were embarrassing, but because he could remember the relief he’d felt in that freezer as his bladder released its contents in a nice, steady hiss… He remembered all the pee dreams he’d had before waking up wet, how all of them had ended with finding a urinal just in time and crying out in ecstasy as he hosed it down… Sure, that was always followed with a moan of despair when he woke to find he’d drenched his bed again, but at least his bladder had been empty all those times! As he tried to block out the tantalizing memories of blissful oblivion, his bladder forced out its first spurt into his tight skinny jeans— Because, of course, he’d had to wear his tightest jeans today as well! He panicked and squeezed his thighs together, the only thing he could do to try and hold his need back. He was trembling, shaking and rolling about on the ground, trying to break through the ropes from brute-force alone. Of course, that didn’t work. He managed to roll himself on top of his stomach, though. The instant he did, it was like every bit of his weight was slamming on top of his bladder. Pain erupted beneath his sensitive flesh, his bladder shrieking in wild frenzy as a huge spurt poured from his tip. He quickly fought to roll over onto his back, but after such a brutal experience, his bladder was angry and thrashing, more and more leaks wetting the crotch of his pants. Jesse moaned into the darkness of his basement. He was positive now that the ropes were inescapable, because now he really had been fighting for dear life and he hadn’t managed to loosen them even slightly. “Julian!?” Jesse called, before remembering that Julian had been about to go to the store… He groaned, tensed his thighs and clenched his muscles as hard as he could, straining his ears out for Julian to return home. ‘All these years researching new, creative methods of torture,’ Jesse thought miserably in the dark. ‘And the worst one of all was staring me straight in the face the whole time…’ He didn’t like to think that his work, the experiments he’d done to see how much pain a human could withstand, could be outdone by a simple biological urge…But, this truly was a form of torture; One Jesse had never thought about before. To need to pee so badly while something squeezed the living daylights out of his bladder and he couldn’t even squirm in any meaningful way…That horrible throbbing ache that started in his middle, careened up his back and pulsated through his most delicate and sensitive areas… Could his experiments even measure up to this kind of pain? Perhaps this would be a good thing to try next time he acquired a test subject? He’d have to find a way to keep the subject from wetting themselves. Jesse was only fighting so hard not to pee in his clothing because he didn’t want Julian to come home and find him laying in a puddle of urine. A test subject would be unlikely to care what their captors thought of them or have any desire not to make a mess of the torture dungeon, so would have less incentive to hold… Perhaps Jesse should have been thinking of different escape methods and not of horrible things to do to whatever victims he managed to get his hands on in the future, but thinking about his work was always a good distraction. And he really, really needed a distraction! It only lasted so long, though. Then, he could think of little more than ‘Have to pee! Oh, please! I have to pee so bad! Please, I need to urinate! I have to go! I need the restroom right now! Please, please, please! I can’t hold it! I need to pee!’ Then, he heard the door opening. Julian was coming down the stairs, “It’s been about an hou—“ “Julian, please release me,” Jesse instructed. “You said two hours, th—“ “I recall what my instructions were previously,” Jesse said. “But, now I urgently need to void!” Julian blinked at Jesse for a few seconds. Sometimes it seemed like Jesse had blended up an entire thesaurus and then drank it like some kind of disgusting smoothie. He didn’t understand why Jesse always had to try and make people think he was some kind of super genius, all it did was make him talk weird and use words normal people didn’t understand. “Um… You need to do… What?” “I am experiencing a terrible exigency, my body requires me to pass water straightaway.” When he again received a blank stare, Jesse groaned; “I have to micturate, Julian.” “…What?” “I must urinate!” “You… Oh, you’re all jiggly! Do you mean you gotta take a piss?” Julian guessed. Jesse winced at Julian’s vulgar tongue, (Jesse hated swearing, he thought it made a person sound frightfully unintelligent.) as well as at the fact that his accomplice apparently had not previously been clear on what the word ‘urinate’ meant. But, he nodded. “Yes, dreadfully! Please, untie me!” “Okay!” Julian said. He knelt down next to Jesse and had him roll onto his side. Jesse cringed as turning over made his liquids slosh and push themselves against his opening. “Hurry…” Jesse said. “I am,” Julian assured. “Now… Um… Uh…. How do you take the knot back out?” “You didn’t consider it may be of the essence to work that out prior to tying me up?” “Sorry…” Julian said. “Maybe I can just cut you free instead, do you think we’ve got something that could do that?” “Julian, you are presently in a torture dungeon,” Jesse reminded. “Everything in here is sharp, I’m sure something will get the job done.” Julian opened several of the drawers, each stocked full of various dangerous implements. He soon found a decent looking knife. Jesse squirmed on the ground and listened as Julian sharpened up a knife before returning to him. He felt a bit of relief when Julian began cutting apart the rope binding his hands. When they were freed, they stung with a million pins and needles as the blood flow finally returned to them after so long. The tingling was of no concern however. It didn’t matter that his hands didn’t feel right, what mattered was what they could do. And right now, all they could do was press against his crotch. He couldn’t get a fantastic grip through his tight jeans, but it was something and it was enough to make him give a tiny sigh. “Ahh…” Julian heard his little moan and flinched, “You’re not… You’re not ‘going’, are you?” “No!” Jesse cried out. “I’m just… I’ve been really desiring the use of my hands, and it… Feels better to be able to—“ “Oh,” Julian said. He then sliced through the rope tied around Jesse’s waist, then finally took care of the ones binding his legs. The instant Jesse’s legs were free, they were crossed, scissoring against one another, completely out of Jesse’s control. “Wow, I guess you do have to go really bad,” Julian said. “Silence,” Jesse commanded. He forced himself up onto his feet, and realized that he was still pretty far from being okay. To get to the restroom, he’d need to leave the basement. And to do that, he had to make it up a flight of stairs. “Are there any containers down here?” Julian shrugged, “I don’t think so… It’s not like it’s that far to walk.” Jesse hesitated for a moment before placing his foot up onto the first step. He immediately let out a sharp hiss of air through his teeth. An intense wave of need had snaked through his foot, up the line of his leg, and directly into his throbbing abdomen; He felt a short spray of urine shoot from his tip. He could not recall ever needing to relieve himself so urgently before in his life. “I have to do it right here,” he announced. “What?!” Julian asked, alarmed. Jesse was already working on his zipper. “You can’t be serious? You’re just gonna piss on the steps?” “I have been left with no other options,” Jesse said. “The pressures of nature are simply too much for me to bear at the moment, I have no choice but to—“ He stopped speaking abruptly as it registered to him that something was wrong; His zipper was not coming down. It wasn’t even budging. He gripped hold of it and yanked with his full strength, but still it remained up. His pants were much too tight for him to just yank them down by the waistband— Not that he particularly wanted to expose quite THAT much of his body to Julian, anyway… “Julian, my zipper is stuck!” he cried out in a panic. “Once you’re actually at a TOILET, I’ll help you!” Julian said. “Don’t pee on the steps!” Jesse bounced in place, continuing to tug the accursed zipper. His holding muscles were so exhausted, it took every ounce of willpower he had to keep his bladder’s contents where they belonged. He wanted to fire back that, whether his zipper came down or not, the steps were GOING to be peed on; The only difference would be whether or not Jesse’s clothes would get wet as well… But, before he could even open his mouth, it registered to him that the area around his crotch was starting to feel strangely warm. Then, he picked up on the sounds; A loud hiss had begun to fill the room, like the sound of air being let out of a balloon. This was underpinned with the distinct noise of liquid splashing against concrete. Panicked, he tried to get a good grip on his member, but all this did was get his hands wet as the deluge only continued to build in intensity. Jesse shuddered with equal parts embarrassment and relief… So much relief… He’d needed to do this for so long, finally having it come out felt nothing short of exquisite. But, every few seconds the textile sensations of his rapidly dampening clothing would register to him once more, and the humiliation would begin to outweigh the relief. The fact Julian was there didn’t help, Jesse found himself wishing he’d just gone ahead and had his accident BEFORE Julian had come home. Being found in a massive puddle of urine would have been slightly less embarrassing than being watched while CREATING a massive puddle of urine. The amount he was letting loose was also somewhat mortifying; he’d been spraying uncontrollably for at least a full minute, and he didn’t feel like he’d be done any time soon. Julian was just watching him, and he wanted to tell him to look away but he couldn’t even find his voice through the shock. Julian apparently COULD find his, though. “Hey… Um… Well, you piss the bed practically every single night, so at least this isn’t a totally new experience for you, right?” Jesse finally remembered how to talk, “You’re not helping!” he shouted overtop of the stunningly noisy hiss that was still emitting from his midsection. “Sorry… Feel any better at least?” Jesse scowled, but had to admit that he definitely did. A brief shiver passed through him as the last of his urine drained from his body and he gave a very soft sigh. The sigh wasn’t purely from relief, but also from dismay. As he stood there, soaked from the waist down and stinking of urine partway up the stairs of his makeshift torture dungeon, Jesse wondered what he could have possibly done to deserve this much humiliation. That would, however, forever remain a mystery to him.

Hi guys, this is the first ever story that I've written. It's by no means a masterpiece as I am certainly no author. I just had an idea and wanted to get it out there. I'm planning on including all of the tags I've used at some point within the chapters so sorry if your favourite hasn't come up yet. I have ideas of the direction the story will take so if you guys like it then please let me know and I'll keep posting. If you don't like it then let me know and I'll stop posting and just keep the stories to myself. One thing I will say is that these chapters will all be quite long and some may not have much actual wetting content. I'm a story lover so I'm also going to be telling a story with this. For those who don't like that sort of thing, I will try to remember to put a sort of scale at the start of the chapter, indicating how much wetting content is in it for you to just skip to. I'm not going to be indicating which tags will be used in each chapter though so you'll just have to take a gamble. For those of you who want to read the story, thank you and I hope you enjoy it. Also, please let me know of any spelling/grammar or continuity mistakes. I'm not an English major but I know how frustrating it can be when you're engrossed in something and then you spot a mistake, so I will edit it accordingly. Anyway, on with the show... Chapter 1: A New Beginning Wetting Content: Small We had been on the road for almost 3 hours. It was a hot, sunny afternoon in the middle of June and my neither my mum, brother or me had any energy to talk to eachother. Every water bottle from the pack of 6 we brought with us had been used up an hour ago, and we still had another hour's drive left. As I sat there in the back seat of my mum's new company car, I looked out the window and began to think about what our new home might be like. My mum had recently been promoted in her career, and whilst that meant a big salary increase and new car, it also meant travelling to a new town over 200 miles south of where I know. I'm very much an introvert at heart, and in my 19 years of being on this planet I've only ever had what I would consider 1 true friend. That friendship ended when I was 7 and then they moved away too. I'd never even had a relationship. Not that I hadn't had any interest, after all a 5'5 girl with the hair of Hermione from Harry Potter, and the figure of Scarlett Johansson was bound to attract a few eyes. Throw in a few freckles on my milky white skin and apparently I'm like a single flower surrounded by bees. Still, I had grown used to it over the past couple of years to the point where I barely noticed. The stares had certainly died down amongst the local boys, and even a few girls in my town. Everyone knew what I looked like by now. I was comfortable in my old town, but now I'm having to move away from the familiar faces, away from the only house I've ever lived in and move to a town none of us have ever heard of, and a house that none of us have ever seen. Not in person anyway. We'd seen a few photos that the estate agent had provided us with, but they weren't the best, and I never trust those photos anyway, they always hide something. The ones we saw made the house look very nice with it's angles and fisheye lense to make the house seem bigger. The walls seemed very clean and damp free from what I could see, so that was a good sign, and it seemed to have been renovated recently with modern appliances, but I still had my reservations. For one the carpets all seemed to be an off shade of yellow, and looked like they had stains all over them. Another there was only one photo of the bathroom, or should I say half the bathroom, as it only showed the bath and sink! However we didn't have much time to consider multiple options and as my mum said, we can always replace carpets. As we approached the welcome sign of our new town, we all gave an internal cheer. 4 hours on the move without stopping had left us all quite desperate for the toilet. I had asked to stop about 90 minutes ago when the need to pee had first started, figuring that the others would also want to relieve themselves. My mum on the other hand thought we all could hold it, she didn't like stopping if she could help it, even when nature was very clearly calling. This stubborn attitude had resulted in a few close calls and the occasional accident on past road trips, and she refused to learn from her mistake. Sure enough, as we turned down our new street I saw my mum and brother shuffle a little bit in their seats. I had also unconsciously started rocking back and forth with my hand between my legs. Our new street was long, and as I looked out the car window at all of the houses going by I saw a little kid having a water bomb fight with his dad in the front garden. I watched him laughing and running around, it was a nice thing to see, and I gave a small smile before noticing the wet patch on the kid's trousers. "Great" I thought, "what a perfect reminder of what will happen if we don't get to the house soon". I rolled my eyes and looked back out of the window, just in time to glance at the father. I could've sworn I saw a wet patch almost identical to his son's, and the rest of his clothes looked bone dry so it was either an unfortunate shot with a water bomb, or something else. As I tried to do a double take the house went out of view, and the luggage piled in the boot stopped me from looking out the back window. I shrugged it off as a trick of the light instead and went back to looking at the houses. They were all very modest, new build, semi-detached houses with a small patch of lawn out the front and a driveway big enough for 2 cars. My mum never told me how much the house was, but she did seem to think it was an absolute steal, and after pulling into our new drive and looking up at the house I had to agree. There was no way my mum could afford this place on her own normally, even with the pay rise. My mum and my dad had split when I was very young, so she raised me and my brother pretty much single handedly, and this promotion had meant a lot to us. I didn't have time to marvel at the new house and wonder how my mum got such a bargain though, because as soon as the keys in the car's ignition were turned and the engine gently switched off, it was a mad rush to the front door. My brother had a big disadvantage as he was the opposite side of the car to the house, but he is 6'2, thin as a rake and 3 years older than me, so he was able to round the car and reach the front door around the same time as me and mum. We were all dancing around at this point. As my mum fumbled for the keys she gasped, threw her hand between her legs and clenched them together, screwing up her white, knee high pleated skirt in the process. My mum is very much like me physically. She is only 37 as she had me very young, and as I've grown older we've started to be mistaken for sisters more and more. The only major difference is her bright blue dyed hair, which always makes me think of Ramona Flowers from Scott Pilgrim Vs The World. As she gasped I looked down, and as I did so I saw a small trickle of pee go down her left leg. Seeing this only made my own situation worse, and sure enough a small spurt of pee escaped into my own panties. I managed not to gasp and alert the others about what had happened, but then panic started to set in. Unlike my mum, who could just cover up an accident with her skirt, I decided to sit the long drive in my light blue skinny jeans, which would definitely show any signs of an accident. My brother had had enough, so with him being a guy, he decided to go round the side of the house and use his natural super power of being able to pee anywhere. I've always been jealous of that. My mum finally got the key in the door, unlocked it and stumbled inside. Unfortunately for me she was a few seconds too late, as at that moment my brother had started to relieve himself against the wall and the sound of the pee hitting brick reached my ears. Another spurt of pee escaped into my pants, bigger this time and I felt a bit trickle down my leg. I couldn't hold my gasp back this time, but luckily my mum had already shot off inside the house, leaving the keys in the wide open door, so neither she nor my brother heard. I managed to compose myself, grabbed the keys, went inside and closed the door. An air freshener went off as I did so, which must be on a sensor and programmed to go off whenever someone walked on the house judging from the little red light pointing down at the door. I turned and saw the house in person for the first time. As first impressions go when you enter a new house whilst fighting the urge not to just relax and let over 4 hours worth of built up pee empty into your pants, this one wasn't bad. I started heading towards the stairs whilst looking around, and saw that the house was actually quite spacious, the photos weren't lying as much as I thought. It was mostly empty though except for a few white goods in the kitchen that I could see down the hall and for some reason a wall mounted clothes horse above the radiator near the front door. I had just got to the stairs when I heard a loud "What the fuck!" Come from above me. I headed up the stairs slowly so as not to accidently release another spurt of pee into my jeans, and after eventually reaching the top, walked towards the open door to the bathroom. When I got to the doorway I looked around again. It was huge, almost as big as the lounge of the old house. The first thing I noticed was that my mum was sitting in what was very clearly the sink with her skirt up to her waist but her panties were nowhere to be seen. She was still wearing them. This was obviously very odd but I attributed it to her being so desperate that just saw the first thing with a drain and went for it, and didn't have time to pull her panties down. She had a very relaxed look on her face with her eyes closed and I could hear the sound of her pee hissing into her panties and then hitting the porcelein sink. The urge to release came back to me in full force, but I was able to control myself this time by crossing my legs and clenching like my life depended on it. I walked inside the bathroom after the urge died down slightly and looked around for the toilet. I had made it to the bath when my eyes widened in shock as the realisation hit me. There isn't one. I could barely move at this point and I definitely didn't have time to search the house. It's probably the room next door, but if I moved again then the floodgates would surely open and I would be standing in a puddle with wet jeans. I did the only thing that I could think of, I undid my jeans, grabbed the waistband of both them and my panties and shoved them to my ankles. Then in the same movement I angled my butt and vagina over the side of the bath tub and relaxed. The feeling was incredible. I closed my eyes and audibly moaned as I unclenched and the pee started gushing out down the inside of the bath towards the plug. It felt like it went on for hours, hours of pure bliss to be finally relaxed. I hadn't had a pee that lasted that long or felt that good in years. Once the flow had finally stopped I kept sitting there with my eyes closed, still recovering from that feeling. After a few more seconds I opened my eyes to see my mum still sat on the sink looking at me. I smiled at her but the smile was not reciprocated. Instead what I got was a look of confusion. She got down from the sink and dropped her skirt down, then looked back at me with the same look and said: "I ran around the whole house just now to find the toilet and found nothing. There isn't one in here, so unless I missed it in my desperation, that means there's no toilet in the house". I looked down at the floor between my mum's legs and saw a few drops of pee hit the ground that had fallen from her still soaked panties. My mum also looked down, but she looked at my jeans that were at my ankles and saw the wet spot that had formed at the crotch. "I guess neither of us quite made it in time" she said. "You think!?" I shot back in a very sarcastic tone "I asked you if we could stop over an hour ago and you refused, now we've both got wet underwear". "Alright, alright, I'm sorry. I may have misjudged the situation but I wanted to get here before rush hour and before the moving truck, I still don't know how bad the roads are around here". I was still annoyed but could tell that her appology was genuine, so I didn't push it. Instead I just told her it's ok, got up and pulled the damp clothes back up my legs. It felt weird not wiping, but the toilet paper was still in the car, not that it would have made any difference now anyway. Thinking about that suddenly made what my mum had just said register in my brain. "Hang on, there's no toilet in the house? At all?! What the hell are we going to do when we need to go?!" "I don't know honey, I'll have to call the estate agent, but we'll have to worry about all of that later. Where's your brother? We need to unload the car before the moving truck gets here". "He's somewhere downstairs, he went round the side of the house to pee when you were trying to open the front door". We both headed downstairs. "It's alright saying worry about it later" I thought, "but not having a toilet is quite a big problem, one that we needed to solve quickly".

Story time! (Video linked at the end) One time I decided to not pee all day at work just to see how long I could last. I peed once at about 8:00 am, then waited as long as I could. Throughout the day, I had a cup of coffee and about 4 bottles (500ml each) of water. I was really bursting by about 4:00, but decided to keep holding it. Around 5:00, I made the foolish decision to try to hold it on my drive home, which was not helped by the fact that it was pouring rain. This not only made it hard to focus on anything other than my distended bladder, but also slowed traffic considerably, turning my 25-minute commute into more like an hour. I was desperate by the time I got home, probably at about a 7 or 8 on a 1 to 10 scale. But, I held on for another hour just to see how long I could last. Finally, some friends called to go out for drinks and I was not daring enough to go out drinking in my urgent state. So, I finally waddled to the bathroom and took a long, relieving piss. And that’s what you can see in the video here. Enjoy! Feedback and suggestions for future content are always welcome!

Hey There, as more and more people report their accidents lately, I thought I add one myself. I recently took a little walk around the house in the evening as the weather here is currently really warm and nice. And when I arrived back home I looked like this . No idea how that happened. I must have had several accidents along the way. Nah, just kidding. It just felt so incredibly gooood and naughty to rewarm my pants over and over again while walking around in my neighbourhood

Chapter 1: Possible spoilers for the game Omori. Omori is my fav RPG and I'd hate for you to get spoiled if you're considering playing it at all. If you haven't played it come back and read after you have. Sunny was sitting beside Basil in the back of the car. Things had been awkward at first after they reunited. Sunny had to work hard to regain everyone's trust after going awol for the second time. After he explained that he had been hospitalized after a suicide attempt the group softened and worked to understand Sunny's situation better. Basil had been the most upset after he disappeared but also understood first hand the severity of what Sunny had been dealing with and how anxiety and depression could trick you into believing no one could ever love or forgive you. They were all on good terms again now. Hero paid extra close attention to both Basil and Sunny. A mix of him being an older brother and a doctor in training led to a bit of coddling from the older boy. He couldn't help but try and fill the hole Mari left in Sunny's life. Kel usually tried to be supportive by being overly present and optimistic. Aubrey still struggled sometimes with understanding Basil and Sunny but she knew what happened wasn't intentional and that it had left everyone scarred not just her. Basil was in the center seat in the back Aubrey was sat in the front and Kel was in the back seat on the right. They had been in the car for a while when Basil noticed Sunny becoming fidgety. Basil wasn't sure what was up until Sunny crossed his legs tightly beside him. It was possible what was happening wasn't what Basil was thinking but as time passed it was becoming more clear that his suspicions were correct. It was starting to get a little obvious when Kel looked over at Sunny with confusion written on his face. It had been a few hours since they last stopped. It wouldn't be odd to need to pull over. Kel couldn't figure out why Sunny was being so shy about it. Basil noticed as it started to become harder for Sunny to wait and decided to come out and ask. "Sunny, is everything ok?" Sunny stiffened. "Yeah, why?" Basil sighed, "You keep moving around like something is making you uncomfortable." Sunny nodded, "I've been sitting for too long. I think I need to stretch my legs a bit." Kel frowned at this not liking how shy his friend was being about his needs. "Really? Because it looks like you have to pee to me." Sunny blushed a little at this unsure of how to handle what Kel said. Hero looked at Sunny from the rearview mirror. The boy was clearly blushing. "You don't have to be embarrassed Sunny! You can tell me when you need to stop. It's not good for you to hold it. There's a rest stop in about 15 minutes. Do you think you can wait?" Sunny blushed more at this statement feeling like a little kid. He didn't want to make everyone stop if he was the only one that needed to pee. "I um.. I can wait.. it's ok..." Kel frowned. "If you see something closer I think Sunny has already waited too long. He didn't go at the last stop." Hero looked in the rearview mirror again with a frown noticing how tense Sunny was. "Sunny be honest, when was the last time you went to the bathroom?" Sunny covered part of his face with his hand trying to suppress his embarrassment. "I uh.. I went this morning when I woke up." Hero looked at the clock. It was 1 PM now. That meant Sunny hadn't gone for almost 7 hours. Hero had made sure everyone was drinking enough water too. "Sunny it's not a problem to ask me to pull over you know that right?" Sunny squirmed a bit more in his seat and nodded. Kel looked up at Hero. "There's a gas station at this exit with a bathroom. Turn here." Basil felt bad for Sunny. He knew Sunny was embarrassed but it was nice that Hero and Kel were making sure that Sunny was getting taken care of. Basil wasn't sure if he could be so blunt about stuff like that. Aubrey looked up from her phone and took out her ear buds when she felt Hero turn at the exit. "Didn't we stop not to long ago?" Hero frowned. "Yeah but Sunny needs the bathroom and we're going to need more gas before we get to the cabin anyway." Aubrey growled quietly, "We're gonna hit the big city traffic at this rate." Kel flicked Aubrey in the back of the head. "I have to go too! Which is better traffic or wet seats?" Aubrey sighed, "Whatever..." Hero pulled into the gas station and Sunny carefully got out of the vehicle followed closely by Basil and Kel. Sunny quickly made his way back to the bathroom only to realize it required a key. Sunny tried and failed to stay still in front of the door unsure of what to do until Kel came up next to him with the key. Sunny felt relieved. He really wasn't comfortable asking for bathroom keys. "You can go first Kel." Kel shook his head and chuckled softly. "I don't really need to go. Hurry up and get in there before you end up standing in a puddle." Sunny nodded and quickly ran over to the toilet. While Kel closed the door behind him. He'd leaked a little earlier so his underwear was a bit damp. He was feeling a little light headed so he decided to sit down. Basil felt embarrassed standing outside the door with Kel. He knew Kel was listening to make sure Sunny made it because Kel's shoulders relaxed when Basil heard the quiet sound of Sunny through the door. He felt it was really invasive to listen even if Kel had good intentions. Kel stepped away from the door when the sound of water tapered off and moved to ruffle Basil's hair. "Do you need to go?" Basil blushed and nodded. He didn't need to go that badly but he didn't want to make everyone stop later. Sunny came out of the bathroom and Kel pushed Basil in. Kel play punched Sunny's shoulder, "Could you go tell Hero and Aubrey the bathroom has a key and they should get in here if they need it?" Sunny nodded and made his way out to the car where Hero was. Hero grinned as he finished filling the car with gas. "Feel better?" Sunny blushed and nodded not used to how open Kel and Hero could be about some things. "The bathroom has a key. Kel said you and Aubrey should go now if you need to." Hero nodded and ducked his head into the car where a moody Aubrey was sitting. "Do you need the bathroom at all? We won't be stopping for a while." Aubrey looked up and huffed. "Not really but I'll go anyway." Hero peered over at Sunny. "Could you stay with the car?" Sunny nodded taking the keys from Hero before watching Aubrey and Hero walk into the gas station store. A few minutes later everyone came back out. Hero was holding a bag of drinks and snacks for the rest of the trip. Everyone got settled again before Hero got back on the freeway. Everyone was a little more tuned into Sunny now though. Hero hadn't really noticed before but Sunny had always had a tendency to wait til the last minute to tell someone when he needed something. Hero blamed Sunny's mom for that. She was rarely around and when she was around she wasn't exactly an attentive parent. Sunny learned to be very self reliant as he grew up. Mari actually did a lot of what her mother should have been doing for Sunny before she died. Sunny's mother had been away much of the time which only got worse after Mari's death. Often, she'd only drop by to put groceries in the house since Sunny wouldn't go to the store himself. She traveled a lot for work which made being there for Sunny difficult after her husband left. After everything that family went through Hero could understand it but didn't approve of the situation. Seeing Basil, Sunny and Aubrey's home lives made Hero glad Kel and him had parents like theirs. They were all on summer break from college. Sunny's step-dad had a cabin near the beach that he was allowing them to use for a few months. Aubrey, Basil and Sunny attended one school and Kel and Hero attended one about an hour and a half away. It was difficult sometimes to get everyone together but they usually all hung out at least a few times a month if studying didn't get in the way. Aubrey was in a general studies program. She was having trouble picking a major but her school had a great art department which she was becoming interested in. Kel was studying sports medicine which he got interested in after getting injured playing football. Hero had suggested it after Kel got offered a sport scholarship. Basil was majoring in photography after he rediscovered his passion for it when he got a new camera for his birthday. Sunny was in a classical music major. He felt odd about it at first but thought that Mari would have wanted him to continue playing violin. Hero was proud of all of them. He'd just finished his first year in a full medical program. He would be a resident about the same time as Sunny and Basil would graduate. Aubrey had been right about them catching traffic. There wasn't much they could have done about it though. They would have gotten stuck regardless of whether or not they stopped. Hero had been watching Sunny on and off through the rear view mirror. He was an adult technically but Hero couldn't keep from thinking of all of them as kids in his mind. Sunny hadn't looked great that morning and Hero had noticed he'd gotten paler since then. It almost reminded him of when He first saw Sunny after he'd locked himself away in his house. Hero made note of it. He was going to make sure Sunny was eating ok while they were at the cabin. He'd lost some weight since he last saw him too. "Sunny?" Sunny had been close to falling asleep when Hero called him. Sunny looked up but his expression was a bit dazed. "You should drink some water. I also got some candies if you want some." Aubrey looked up from her phone for a moment before grabbing a water bottle and a package of gummy bears from out of the bag on the floor for Sunny. Sunny grabbed the items from Aubrey with a small smile. The doctor in Hero was itching to do a blood panel on Sunny suspecting the boy might be anemic. Basil looked at the items in Sunny's lap. Sunny let them sit there for a while before Kel got frustrated and opened the gummy bears for him. "We're sharing these." Basil laughed a little at that before grabbing some for himself and Sunny before giving the rest to Kel. Hero looked back again after they'd finished the gummy bears and saw that Sunny still hadn't opened his water. Basil noticed too. Sunny caught on that Hero was serious after about the third time he saw him look. Not wanting any more attention, he opened the bottle and took a few sips of the water. He wasn't sure how much longer he was going to be in the car and didn't really want to embarrass himself again because he needed to pull over sooner than everyone else. Hero noticed that Sunny seemed a little less lethargic after the gummy bears and water. "You should finish that bottle Sunny. I know you're thirsty." Sunny blushed a little before having a few more sips. Kel let out an exasperated sigh. It was getting to be about 5:00. They'd been in the car for a long time at this point. "How close are we?" Hero sighed. Kel would always be Kel. "If traffic would let up I think we'd get there around 8:00 PM. Until it does though I'm not sure. Basil frowned at this. He would need to stop again during that time. Hero probably would too though. Kel would definitely make him pull over at some point. He'd already drank 2 sodas since their last stop. If he needed to though he would work up the courage to ask. Thirty minutes later they were still in traffic. Sunny had finished his water bottle and was starting to need the bathroom again. He did his best to stay still this time so as not to alert Basil or Kel. It was about 6:30 when they finally made it through the traffic at which point Sunny was having trouble staying still again. Kel was about to ask Hero to pull into the next rest area when he noticed Sunny was squirming again. Kel looked at a sign that said next rest area 30 miles and figured he'd wait to see if Sunny would ask. Basil noticed the fidgeting not long after. He knew he could wait for Sunny to ask or Kel to bring it up now. Maybe Hero needed to go too. Hero sighed thankful for getting out of the stop and go traffic. He started searching for rest area signs. He was sure someone would need to go soon. When he looked in the rearview mirror though it was clear that both Kel and Basil were looking at an uncomfortable looking Sunny. Hero didn't want to reinforce the kid's fear of bringing attention to his needs. Hero noticed a sign that said next rest area 30 minutes. It looked like Sunny had noticed it too. Hero sighed. Sunny was going to need a push. He needed to drink more water anyway. Hero reached down and grabbed a water bottle for Sunny and put it in his lap. "You're gonna get sick if keep restricting water Sunny." Sunny blushed suddenly feeling a little angry. "I'm not a baby Hero!" Hero looked up. "Sunny I'm not treating you like a baby. I don't want you to hurt yourself because you're afraid you'll need to do something natural if you take care of yourself." Basil opened the water for Sunny with a small smile. "It's ok. We can stop anytime you need. You just gotta let us know ok?" Sunny blushed taking the water from Basil snappishly. Sunny blushed, everyone was looking at him waiting for him to drink it. How did he end up in this situation? He drank the water feeling his face heat up even more. He was going to have to ask. There was no way he could hold it all the way to the cabin especially after drinking the water Basil had given him. He was trying to stay still now though. Hero would be mad if he said he needed to go now. He would know he was avoiding asking. Hero looked back at Sunny again prompting him. "Make sure you let me know early Sunny so I can find a good place to get off the road." Sunny wanted the ground to swallow him. With that everyone settled back to what they were doing before. Hero focused on the road, Basil was flipping through some photos in his digital camera, Aubrey was still watching something on her phone and Kel was keeping himself busy trying to finish up a Summer assignment before they got to the cabin. Sunny was really trying to stay still now. His legs were were already crossed. The rest area was coming up. Maybe he could make it to the next one. Kel would need to go by then Sunny was sure. As they approached the rest area Hero looked back at a tense Sunny feeling disappointed. Why hadn't he spoken up? "Sunny?" Sunny flinched before looking up at Hero trying not to hold himself. Hero tried to keep an impartial expression. "This might be the last rest area for awhile. Should we stop?" Sunny nodded face still tinged pink. "Now is probably a good time." Hero nodded before putting on his blinker. Kel looked at Sunny. It was obvious he needed to go at this point. Kel still couldn't figure out why he was so shy about it. By the time Hero parked Sunny was shaking slightly from the strain of holding it. Everyone piled out of car. Aubrey took off in the direction of the women's bathroom and the boys started making their way to the men's bathroom. Sunny was trailing just behind everyone else. Being so close was making everything worse. The bathroom was small but empty thankfully. Hero saw Sunny and wasn't sure he would make it if there were a line. Basil entered a stall while Kel and Hero pulled Sunny over to the three urinals. Hero, Kel and Sunny quickly undid their pants and started going. Sunny had been a little shaky as he was taking himself out. Kel sighed loudly to Hero's amusement and Sunny's embarrassment. Feeling light headed again Sunny steadied himself against the wall with his free hand. Hero saw this and felt a little concerned. Something was off with Sunny. When they got settled at the cabin Hero intended to get to the bottom of what it was. Kel and Hero had finished up before Sunny had. Kel laughed and slapped Sunny's back as his stream finally started to slow much to the other boy's surprise and embarrassment. 'You really needed to go huh?" Basil was already washing his hands in the sink as Hero and Kel gave Sunny an unusual amount of attention. Hero handed Basil the car keys. "Could you let Aubrey back in the car? I want to get some stuff from the vending machines before we get back on the road." Basil nodded and left the bathroom. Sunny zipped himself up shortly after and everyone washed their hands. Before Sunny could leave the bathroom Hero grabbed the back of his collar. He wasn't going to let Sunny get away without talking about what happened. "How come you didn't speak up about needing to go earlier? I'm pretty sure if I hadn't said something you wouldn't have been able to hold it 'til the next stop. I already told you it's not good to hold it like that all the time." Sunny sighed, "It makes me nervous to ask for it." Kel gave Sunny a confused look. "We're basically brothers dude! We're going to be together all Summer. You gotta relax around us. We aren't going to be angry at you for needing the bathroom." Hero nodded. "Keeping that up increases your odds of getting an infection. You restricting water is what really scares me though. You need to do a better job of listening to your body. Promise me you'll be honest when you need something next time ok?" Kel nodded concern written onto his features. "We don't want you to hurt yourself or be uncomfortable." Sunny nodded looking at the floor. "I'll try and speak up next time." Hero smiled, "Good! You can tell us anything Sunny. Don't forget that." With that said they got some stuff from the vending machine and headed back to the car. Once they were back to the car Hero checked the distance to the cabin. "I'm thinking we'll get to the cabin around 9:30 guys." Everyone was glad to hear it. It had been a long day in the car. Sunny looked up at Hero, "Could you pass me a water and some chips?" Hero smiled, "Sure thing Sunny." Hero handed Sunny the items before pulling back onto the freeway. The rest of the ride was largely uneventful which everyone was grateful for. It was dark when they all got to the cabin. They looked the place over. It had two bedrooms a loft and the living room was set up to sleep at least two people. Aubrey decided on the loft. Hero decided he'd share a room with Kel and Sunny and Basil ended up sharing the other room. Once that was decided Sunny made use of the bathroom before getting his things set up in his and Basil's room. Sunny looked at Basil after he'd finished bringing in his things. "I move around in my sleep sometimes if I ever wake you up just let me know and I can move to the living room." Basil nodded. "Sounds good. I think Hero has some stuff for dinner." Sunny was glad to hear that. Hero's food was the best and he hadn't eaten much of his lunch. When they left their shared room Basil and Sunny saw Hero in the kitchen and Aubrey and Kel sitting on the couch watching some cartoon show Sunny didn't recognize. Basil smiled. "What are you making Hero?" Hero frowned. "I'm trying to decide, do you guys want mac and cheese or PB and Js? I'd do something a little nicer but I'm kinda limited until we can go by a grocery store." Kel looked up from his cartoon. "I vote mac and cheese." Hero looked at Sunny, Aubrey, and Basil. "Does that work for you guys?" Sunny and Basil nodded before going to sit on the couch with Kel and Aubrey. Kel was eating a bag of chips and offered a few to Sunny. Sunny ate a few while they waited for Hero to finish dinner. The cartoon they were watching ended just before Hero finished dinner for everyone. Everyone dished up and got comfortable again in the living room. Hero commented that he preferred his Mac and cheese with fresh cheese but powdered worked ok when needed. Sunny couldn't really tell that he did anything weird with it. He was used to boxed Mac and cheese so anything home made was awesome. After everyone got their fill Aubrey started on the dishes. It was around 10 when they all finally headed to bed. Sunny and Basil were gonna head back to their room for the night before Hero stopped the two. "Do you want to shower or brush your teeth before bed? There's quite a few of us so we should probably sort out who's gonna shower at night and who showers in the morning. Basil nodded. "I usually shower in the morning." Sunny thought about it for a minute. "I'm kinda tired so I want to wait 'til tomorrow." Hero nodded. "Aubrey and I will shower tonight then. I think Kel's already asleep." With that Basil and Sunny went to bed. The next morning when Sunny got up Basil was missing from the other side of the bed. The sun had clearly been up for some time and it was starting to get a little warm in their room. Sunny slid out from under the covers not wanting to miss breakfast. Hero must have made something good because Sunny could already smell it. Sunny stepped out into the living room to find Aubrey on the couch and the brothers sitting and finishing their breakfast at the small table. Basil must have been in the bathroom. Hero looked up at Sunny. "You'd better dish up before Kel gets the rest of it." Sunny laughed, before grabbing a plate and joining the brothers at the table. Hero had made hash browns and a scramble with peppers and sausage mixed in. It was really good. He hadn't been eating much lately so he managed to finish a little over half his plate before he had to stop. He hadn't really ever been good at eating regular meals or breakfast so he already felt a little over full. Sunny knew he wouldn't be allowed to skip meals with Hero around though. Sunny didn't want to waste it so he pushed his plate over to Kel. "I'm pretty full. Do you want the rest?" Hero frowned a little at that. "You didn't eat very much." Kel nodded. "I'll finish it but you should try and eat a little more first." Sunny took the plate back and ate a few more bites of the eggs. It was good but it was a lot first thing in the morning. Sunny was a little uncomfortable but knew the feeling would pass in a few hours. Hero took note of this. He'd have to make some higher calorie meals for a little while if Sunny couldn't finish a normal portion. Hero was trying to figure out just how under weight Sunny had gotten without him noticing. Kel smiled before taking the plate and finishing it off for Sunny. Basil stepped out of the bathroom with wet hair and joined Aubrey on the couch. Once the bathroom opened up Sunny went to go brush his teeth and make use of the toilet. He usually went right away after waking up so it was getting urgent by the time Basil finished his shower. Sunny didn't really want to shower so he grabbed some dry shampoo and brought it with him to the bathroom. Hero cleaned up from breakfast while they waited on the youngest to get ready for the day. Everyone had slept in at least a little. By the time they'd finished breakfast it was almost noon. Sunny came out of the bathroom a few minutes later. He hadn't bothered changing his clothes but he still looked presentable. Aubrey looked at Hero. "Do we have any plans for today?" Hero shook his head, "I went grocery shopping this morning so there isn't really anything I need to do in town." Aubrey looked at Basil. "I heard this city has a cool japanese botanical garden." Basil perked up at this. "That sounds cool! Can we go?" Hero looked at Basil. "I don't see why not." Basil grinned feeling excited. He grabbed Sunny's hand making his way out the front door. Hero laughed."Looks like we're going now then." It was a 30 minute drive to the garden. It happened to be located near a big mall Aubrey wanted to see later. A month pass to get into the garden was fairly cheap at 10 dollars per per person. They could get day tickets for 5 but Basil figured he would want to come back a few times to take pictures. Basil was so excited. They had cherry blossom trees in bloom and a bonsai garden. Everyone got their passes and they made their way into the garden. The map they got said it was a 40 acre property with a koi pond and tea house near the center. Hero was interested in the tea ceremony they were holding at 3:00 PM. They'd probably get a chance to see it. There was a light breeze and everywhere they went a new sweet floral scent would appear. Sunny was mostly watching Basil and listening to him talk about about different plants in the garden. Hero couldn't help but be sucked in by the younger boy's enthusiasm. Aubrey even seemed to relax. It was hard to be moody when walking through such a beautiful garden. Basil led the way with Sunny occasionally looking at the map and offering suggestions. Hero was glad everyone seemed so happy and relaxed. Hero figured since they had a late breakfast they'd probably do a late lunch early/dinner around 4. When they'd finished exploring the garden they laid in the grass near the koi pond until the tea ceremony started. Hero suggested they go. It costed a little extra but they'd get traditional matcha tea and some traditional Japanese sweets too. They were ushered into the building by a kind woman wearing a kimono and traditional geisha makeup. Hero thought she was beautiful. As they enjoyed their tea and flower shaped confections the geishas got out and played a koto. This was particularly interesting to Sunny. He'd never seen a string instrument quite like it before. It was beautiful and a little haunting. He knew the sound from asian restaurants he'd eaten at in the past though. Hero wondered if the dessert they were given had mochi as a base. It was very soft and the flowers tasted like different fruits. They finished up around 3:30. Hero figured they'd be done then but Basil wanted to get a few pictures by the roses. They made their way over to that part of the garden and Basil snapped a few pictures of each of them. He didn't want the images to seem staged so he told them to pretend he wasn't there. He got a few good shots of each of them separately and one together where Aubrey was laughing and Kel was poking Hero. Once Basil got the photos he wanted Aubrey and Kel came over to look at them. Sunny was standing by Hero looking at the map. Sunny didn't see bathrooms labeled anywhere on the map. He figured he could wait 'til they got back to the cabin though. He figured they'd be back in less than an hour. Hero looked at Sunny, "What are you looking for now?" Sunny couldn't help but blush. "I uh.." He paused for a second trying to sort out what to say. "Um.. lost the exit." Hero frowned at the odd hesitation. He wasn't sure how Sunny could miss such an obvious landmark on the map. "It's just over that way. We'll leave soon." Basil, Kel and Aubrey walked over shortly after. Basil smiled at the two. "Ready to go?" Hero nodded and started heading towards the exit. Sunny was glad they were headed back to the cabin. He just needed to keep still on the ride back. Sunny hadn't realized how much walking around had been helping until he got to the car. He had to cross his legs as soon as he sat down to avoid leaking. Kel noticed this almost immediately. "Sunny?" Sunny tried to keep a neutral expression. Hero was looking back at him now too. Kel frowned. "You remember what we talked about right?" Sunny nodded. "I'm good really." Hero frowned remembering when Sunny had been looking at the map earlier. He was pretty sure he'd figured out what Sunny had really been looking for. "Does anyone need the bathroom before we head back to the cabin?" Basil looked up. "Is there one near here?" Hero nodded. "There's one a block away from the garden entrance. I saw a sign for it." Basil looked at Hero and Kel. "I should probably go before we leave." Hero opened his door and stepped outside. Kel and Basil got out too. Sunny was going to stay in the car but Hero opened the door for him prompting him to follow. Aubrey looked back at the two sensing some sort of awkward tension. "You can leave the keys with me Hero. I'm staying in the car." Hero nodded and handed Aubrey the keys. Sunny frowned and got out of the car. They were a ways behind Kel and Basil now. Hero looked at him a little perturbed. "I thought you said you would speak up when you needed something next time." Sunny looked away from Hero feeling awkward. "I'm sorry. It's just hard for me. I thought it would be fine if I waited." They got to the bathroom a minute later Kel and Sunny were at the two urinals. There was only one stall which was currently occupied leaving Hero and Sunny to wait for the other two to finish up. Being in the bathroom made it harder to hold. Sunny was shifting from foot to foot and rubbing his thighs together a little as they waited. Hero took notice of his obvious desperation. After Basil and Kel finished up Hero and Sunny stepped up to the open urinals. Hero finished up quickly. Sunny was a little shaky getting his pants undone but managed to after a moment. The tension melted from the younger boy's body soon after. Hero didn't want to be to invasive but he could tell after a quick glance Sunny hadn't been drinking enough again. He'd waited way to long to bring up that he needed to go. Hero also noticed that the teenager was bracing himself against the wall with his free hand again. It was an odd slightly concerning habit. As the two were washing their hands Hero looked over at Sunny. "I noticed you have a habit of leaning up against things sometimes. Are you getting dizzy?" Sunny looked up at Hero a little surprised. "Sometimes, but that's kind of normal for me." Hero frowned. "When was the last time you saw a doctor Sunny?" Sunny frowned. "I guess when I was in the hospital on watch after my attempt. I haven't had insurance since I started college so I haven't really been to the doctor in a while." The two dried their hands and Hero put a hand on Sunny's shoulder. "Would you mind if I looked you over when we get back to the cabin?" Sunny thought about it for a moment before nodding. "That'd be fine." Hero smiled, "Good! Let's get back to the car then." The drive back was short and when they arrived Hero set up his and Kel's room to do a mini exam. Aubrey, Kel, and Basil settled on the couch. While Hero and Sunny went into the other room the others started a movie. Hero had found a scale in the cabin which was pretty much the only thing he'd been missing for a basic exam. Sunny sat on the bed while Hero finished getting his stuff ready. "How tall are you Sunny?" Sunny thought about it for a moment. I think I'm 5 4"." Hero wrote this down before having Sunny step on the scale. The scale read 94 lbs. Hero wrote this down with a little bit of concern. He suspected Sunny was underweight but 14 lbs underweight was honestly worse than he'd been expecting. Hero lifted Sunny's shirt and as he feared all the younger boy's ribs were clearly visible. Next, Hero checked Sunny's blood pressure. It was a little low. When checking Sunny's throat Hero noticed his gums were a bit pale which was a potential indicator of anemia and malnutrition. His ears looked great and his remaining eye was responding properly to light leading Hero to suspect his dizziness wasn't a nervous system issue. It could be caused by low blood pressure and sudden drops in blood pressure though. Hero paused. "What do you normally eat in a day Sunny?" Sunny looked away from Hero for a moment suddenly feeling shy. "I usually don't eat much until after I finish my classes. I eat a lot of frozen dinners. Sometimes I'll eat two if I'm really hungry. I'll eat instant noodles on my lunch break if I start feeling hungry in class. I probably eat the most on weekends when we all hang out though." Hero frowned. Sunny's answer was actually worse than he'd been expecting. Sunny was probably deficient in a lot of vitamins and minerals not just iron. "Sunny we need to fix your diet or you're going to end up in the hospital next year." Sunny looked sheepish. "I guess I didn't realize it was getting that bad." Hero nodded. "We normally get a lot of water from our food too so I imagine you aren't doing a great job of staying hydrated either. How much would you guess you normally drink?" Sunny thought about it for a moment before replying. "I normally carry a water bottle with me but I don't usually refill it until I get home. It's a 16 oz bottle so I'd guess 4 or 6 cups. I don't really like the bathroom at the University so I try and wait to get back to my dorm if I can." Hero nodded. "You need to drink more too. You have low blood pressure which can be caused by dehydration. I don't want you randomly passing out on us. Your lightheadedness is actually kind of serious. Why do you dislike the University bathroom?" Sunny sighed. "I've just had a hard time with public bathrooms in general since I started going outside again. It's hard for me not to get anxious when I have to use one. I usually have to go pretty bad before it's worth it to me to use one." Hero frowned at this. This wasn't something he was taught how to help people with. "How would you say you're doing mentally overall?" Sunny smiled at this. "A lot better overall honestly. I had to quit therapy when I got cut off my mom's insurance but it helped me get over a lot of the issues I had in highschool. I've pretty well come to terms with what happened with Mari. I can play and enjoy the violin again. I'm not amazing but I guess I'd say I'm amazing for me." Hero smiled at this. "I know we can get you eating, drinking and feeling better over the summer too. We'll work on your public bathroom issue. Like I said holding it all the time and restricting water is going to end up hurting you." Sunny seemed a little more apprehensive about the bathroom thing but Hero was going to be a doctor soon. He had to be comfortable with stuff like that. "You're going to make a really good doctor Hero." Hero grinned at that. "Thanks, I'm going keep checking on you like this until I think you're healthy again. Is that alright?" Sunny nodded. "I appreciate it. I have a hard time staying on top of my health with school. It'll be a lot easier with you looking out for me." Hero grinned, "I'm gonna start on dinner, you should go watch that movie with everyone." Sunny left to join the and Hero put away all his doctor stuff in his summer assignment bag. Helping Sunny would actually help him with his summer project. Once he finished that he made his way to the kitchen. He needed to make something nutritious and high calorie. After looking through the fridge Hero settled on a beef noodle stir fry with garlic oil for calories. Kel would love it. He just hoped it wouldn't be too rich for Sunny and Basil. In the other room Aubrey paused the movie to look at Sunny trying to sort out what was going on between him and Hero. "Is everything ok?" Sunny nodded a little uncomfortable with how Basil, Kel and Aubrey were looking at him so intently. "I've been a little lightheaded on and off for the past few months. Hero wanted to check on me to make sure it wasn't anything serious. I guess I'm a little underweight and haven't been drinking enough water." Aubrey's expression filled with worry and she pulled Sunny against her side. "Why haven't you been taking care of yourself? We can't always be there to make sure you're eating Sunny." Sunny pulled away slightly feeling uncomfortable. "I honestly didn't realize what a big deal it was. I have a hard time eating very much in one sitting." Aubrey frowned noticing she could feel Sunny's ribs through his shirt. "We'll figure that out. Hopefully we can get you sorted out before school comes around again." Kel smiled at Sunny, "If Aubrey and Hero are involved you won't have anything to worry about for long." Basil nodded, "I'm glad Hero looked at you. Honestly, we've all been a little worried about you since finals. Kel noticed you'd lost a lot of weight." Sunny felt bad. "It happens so slowly it's hard to notice until someone points it out to you. I promise to try and eat more now though. Hero said he'd keep checking me until I was healthy again so you guys don't need to worry about it anymore." Aubrey hugged Sunny a little tighter to her side. "We'll quit worrying when you're healthy again." Sunny nodded realizing he was going to feel bloated most of the summer. With everyone watching him he was going to be stuffed at every meal. Hero wasn't going to let him get dehydrated either. Aubrey started the movie again until Hero called them for dinner. He already had a plate ready for Sunny. Which Sunny was happy about. He figured he could handle the portion he'd been given. Hero smiled at him, "I want you to at least finish that if you can stomach seconds that'd be great but I'm ok with you only eating this if it's what you can manage." Sunny nodded before sitting at the table. Hero's food was amazing. He was almost done when everyone else settled for dinner. He had to push himself a little to finish what was on his plate but did manage without too much discomfort. Hero put a glass of water in front of him too. Sunny was a little apprehensive about it, already feeling a little overfull but nursed sips of it while everyone finished their dinner. When he finished the glass Hero brought him another. Sunny looked at Hero holding his distended stomach. "I don't think I can finish another glass." Hero smiled back at Sunny. "I'll be happy if you finish it before bed. This will get easier as your stomach gets used to stretching again. Don't make yourself sick but do drink what you can." Sunny nodded and gave himself some time to let his stomach settle. By the time he was ready to have a few more sips everyone else had finished dinner. Hero wrapped up the left overs and put them in the fridge before starting on the dishes. It was getting close to 9 by the time Sunny managed to finish his water. As soon as he did though Hero brought another glass. Sunny huffed. Hero smiled. If you can't finish it that's ok. I just want you to try before tomorrow morning. Sunny nodded trying to keep what was already in his stomach down. He felt nauseous as Hero handed him the third glass. "You skipped showering this morning. Do you want to tonight?" Sunny shook his head. "I want to sleep off my stomach ache. I can shower in the morning." Hero nodded. Letting Sunny go back to his room. He wouldn't push him as hard after tonight but Hero needed to get his appetite back to normal before Sunny could start to gain any weight. Sunny laid in bed slowly sipping what water he could manage until Basil joined him a bit later. It was a little past ten and Basil settled down quickly to sleep. Once Sunny finished the last glass he laid down to sleep nursing his over full stomach. Basil woke up to a squirming Sunny. The clock read 5 AM. Basil didn't want to disturb Sunny's sleep so he quietly moved to the living room to sleep on the couch. Basil remembered Sunny mentioning he would move around in his sleep but didn't see any reason to disturb the younger male. By 9 everyone was awake and Aubrey had just gotten in the shower. Sunny jolted awake thighs pressed tightly together. He realized he had leaked into his underwear while asleep and was absolutely bursting. He scrambled out of bed and ran to the bathroom door only to realize it was occupied. The sound of the running shower was unbearable and Sunny felt a long involuntary spurt wet the front of his pants. Hero looked up from his spot on the couch noticing Sunny's wet pants and frantic expression. Without a second thought the older boy grabbed Sunny's wrist and drug him outside positioning him in front of a nearby tree and glancing around to make sure they were alone. Sunny didn't hesitate seconds from an accident to pull himself out. He was shaking from the relief unable to stop himself as soon as he was free of his pants. Hero smiled at him feeling a little embarrassed. "I didn't think you'd wake up needing to go that bad." Sunny blushed still emptying his overfilled bladder. "I don't usually drink that much before bed and I always pee first thing in the morning. I didn't realize how bad I'd need to go either." Hero nodded glancing around to make sure they were still alone. "Did you wet your sheets?" Sunny shook his head. "I leaked after I got up so I only got my pants wet." Hero nodded glad to hear it. It took Sunny a little bit to finish up but the younger boy breathed a shaky sigh of relief when he finally finished. Hero grinned. "At least you're hydrated." Sunny laughed. "If it means wetting myself I'm not sure I want to be hydrated." Kel stepped out onto the porch a moment late followed by Basil "Everything ok?" Hero looked up at his younger brother and Basil. "Yeah, Sunny just wasn't going to be able to wait for Aubrey so I brought him outside. Everything is alright now." Aubrey stepped out onto the porch a moment later shirt wet from her damp hair. "Sunny! I'm sorry! I had no idea." Sunny looked at Aubrey face completely red. "It's alright. I didn't realize I wouldn't be able to hold it." Hero ushered everyone back into the cabin trying to preserve what was left of Sunny's dignity. "Go ahead and shower Sunny I'll grab some clean clothes from your suitcase."

Ok so back story - I’m at a local park in Nashville walking around late at night playing some Pokémon go. I texted a friend and her him know I’d be there and he said he’d be off work soon so he’d swing by. I had been out earlier that evening and was wearing grey/blue shorts, tighty whities, and a white shirt. I stopped to do a few laps at the park to play Pokémon and get some walking in. After 40 mins and 2 miles later my friend still hadn’t shown up (no biggy we didn’t have anything planned it was sort of a if you’re free situation) and I had to pee (about a 7 out of 10) so I went to my car. I got in and said I’d wait another 10 mins just to see if he messages. About 10 mins to the dot he messages and apologizes that he’s just finishing now and headed over. I joked that I had to pee and was about to leave but I’d stay for a short bit if he hurried. Thankfully he showed up not long after, turned out he had a long day of work so I was just standing at his jeep while he just stayed in the car and we talked and played and just hung out. Meanwhile I’m starting to do a subtle pee dance and passing grabs of my crotch 8/10 but thankfully he couldn’t see. I made a comment about having to pee again and he just laughed it off. This went on for another 30 or so minutes with my need to pee increasing by the minute. I was shifting around a lot now and he commented that it looked like I was trying to dance. I was at about a 9.5 but was now embarrassed so I stopped moving to not draw attention. That’s when it happened. I leaked. I cursed under my breath and grabbed my crotch and leaked again. This time he saw and you could see slight wetness around my hand. I needed to pee right then and there and it was coming out whether I wanted it to or not. My face flushed red and he laughed and said go run behind the bushes (maybe 200 feet away). Thankfully it was night so it was dark out where I could hide behind a bush. I leaked again and he told me to go run and that he was gonna head out anyways. I said bye and took off. I got maybe half way before I just started going. I couldn’t hold it any more. I ran behind the bushes wiped it out and finished peeing but the damage was already done. Then as I started walking back towards my car my friend turned his car directly towards me with his high beams on dying laughing. His only comment was “big oof - a little old to be wetting your pants” in between laughs. I was mortified but also super turned on and told him it was his fault he showed up so late. that was it and we parted our ways sadly but still a great night.

Another video! You guys were so supportive and seemed to love my first video so much so I was confident enough to post this! I hadn't peed for at least 10 hours before this and was drinking fluids the entire day so it felt incredible because it just gushed out of me. I've posted these red underwear before and now you guys get to see them be flooded! Enjoy 20220403-001156_U0Ei3EGz.mp4

I'm very new to art and I rarely draw anything in a realistic fashion. However, I had to draw this photo my Daddy took of me. So cute! It's pretty rough, and I refuse to draw faces lmao. But I hope you like it.

Considering the threads which I've seen in my many years on this site, and the content in the gallery, I have always felt like there is a major lack of interest in male omorashi on this website. I've always wondered why exactly this is. As there do seem to be quite a few women on the site, so you'd assume there should be a quite visible amount of male attraction to match. But it doesn't seem that way. Shouldn't the act of wetting oneself be more humiliating for guys, because of toxic masculinity (unfortunately)? I've also wondered if it has anything to do with the fact that it's considered normal for guys to pee outside (though not all do)? Or maybe it's because guys can easily stop themselves from wetting by squeezing their private parts to stop the flow (ouch)? I'm looking to mostly hear from people who are normally male-attracted but aren't in the case of omorashi; although anyone is welcome to contribute what they can to the thread, of course.

I’ve recently found myself craving more and more desperation. I can’t hold for very long. And I’m not into humiliation. But I’d love to find some other people who would love to chat about our bladders everyday and to encourage each other to stay hydrated for more regular impromptu holds.

Foreword: Updates will not be as frequent as the first time around. If you want to start by reading the first DP Game you can do so in the original thread or here. Reading the first part is, however, not a prerequisite to understand the second. A Beginning You wake in a dimly-lit room you do not recognize, slumped against a cold surface. The walls around you seem sturdy in a kind of rough way, dull metal or perhaps concrete. You initially feel a sense of muted panic, with questions like “where am I?”, “what is happening?” “am I in danger?” whirling around in your groggy head. However, as you come to, you try to ignore those thoughts as you look around the room to figure out where in the world you are. You look around. The room is small, but not claustrophobic. There is no apparent light source anywhere, though the room is not quite pitch black. You see a table on the other end of the room, and there appears to be two glasses of water on it. You stand upright to examine the strange setup, but as you do you realize there is a second person in the room with you, sitting against the wall as you were. The person appears to be a young man roughly your age, fast asleep. He seems about your height, so a little short for a guy. He seems to have a somewhat restless expression in his sleep, but his facial features are otherwise fairly soft. You can’t really tell what hair color he has because of the darkness and the green beanie he’s wearing, but you think he might be blonde. You shake his shoulders in an attempt to wake him. “Huh?” The unknown person attempts to stand up, but is still somewhat incapacitated. “Where… are we?” You quickly explain that you just woke up and have no idea what is going on. “I’m drawing a blank, too… My last memory is…” He thinks for a moment. “I was at university. I was knocked out with some kind of strange gas.” You think back to what you can remember from before you awoke. Your name is Johanna. You are a university student and a competitive swimmer. Your birthday is seventh of August. Your favorite type of candy is licorice. Last night, you had dinner out with some friends, but went home somewhat early and stayed up late writing a paper. Before you went to bed, you went to the toilet, where… … Were you seriously kidnapped while on the toilet? You remember hearing a strange hissing noise, like a gas, and breathing in something weird. After thinking for a bit, you respond “I had a similar experience. I have no idea why we are here, so I suppose our best bet is to search around for a bit and see if we can figure out what is going on.” The stranger nods. “By the way, we should probably exchange names so we have something to call each-” He interrupts you. “Sorry. Things still feel too uncertain. It’s probably paranoid of me, but let’s not share names until we know what’s going on a little better. I hope you don’t think poorly of me for being overly cautious.” “I… can kinda see where you’re coming from. I think we need to trust each other and work together to get out of here, but we did just wake up in a strange place with no memories. We can think of nicknames later if we have to, but let’s just search the room for clues for now.” The two of you decide to look around the room for a while, as finding an escape seems to be the highest priority. After some time in the room, you are getting more and more used to the poor lighting. However, the room is empty except for the table and glasses of water you saw earlier. “Damn. It’s literally just the table with glasses. They seem strangely ominous, don’t you think?” “Yeah. I didn’t find any weaknesses in the walls either. It seems the glasses are our only clue. “Do you think… we’re supposed to drink this? They are wine glasses after all.” He attempts to smell the liquid. “It’s odorless, at least.” He seems to pause and think for a moment. “It seems weird we’d just be dumped in a room with poison, but even so we probably shouldn’t drink them unless we have a very good reason to.” As he thinks, he brings one of his hands to his face. That’s when you notice – “Hey, there’s something written on your arm, under your sleeve!” “Oh? You’re right… It says “Mime”. That’s weird, I wonder what that means.” You quickly check your own arm as well, and find the word “Chatty” written on it with some kind of marker pen. But before you have any time to consider what this might mean, a loud mechanical voice plays inside the room. “Welcome to the DP game. All players have now awoken, which means the game is ready to start. In the room you are currently in, you will find two glasses of water. One glass is ordinary water, while the other has been laced with a diuretic. In other words, drinking it will make you need to pee, but is otherwise harmless. There is no way of knowing which glass is which. In each room, decide who will drink which glass. After all players have drank from one of the glasses, you will be released from your confinement. Should any player fail to drink the liquid before the time limit passes, they will suffer a DP penalty. The time limit is ten minutes. That will be all.” You and the stranger look around, trying to determine the source of the voice. No luck. “I guess we have to?” You say. “It seems kind of crazy but the voice said there would be consequences if we didn’t drink. In a game like this, that might mean…” He appears to be lost in thought. “If whoever locked us in here wanted to kill us, it feels like they’ve had plenty of opportunity to do so already. But I’m getting a bad feeling. At the very least, we should take the time to look around for more clues while we can. We might still find something.” “Yeah, I guess that’s fair.” You glance around in the darkness. “I still think drinking it is a better call than not in this case, but we should exhaust our other options.” The stranger nods. … The two of you search around the room in silence, to no avail. As this is happening, you have an opportunity to assess yourself for the first time since you woke up. You are quite stiff, but otherwise you seem to be in one piece. You are wearing the same casual outfit you wore before you were kidnapped. Jeans, a shirt with a flower motif as well as a small jacket. You’re also becoming more and more aware of a more intimate fact. You need to pee… and quite badly. You have a big bladder, but so it’s not an emergency or anything. But you can tell you’re pretty full. Your eyes keep wandering to the glasses of water on the table, especially now that you know that one of them, for whatever reason, has a diuretic in it. Once again, the mechanical voice fills the room. “There are now only three minutes remaining to complete the game. Any player who does not drink from a glass will suffer a DP penalty.” You turn to the stranger. “I think we’re out of options. We need to drink it now, or we’ll have to find out whatever unknown punishment we will suffer if we don’t.” He nods. “I’m still getting a bad feeling… But if you drink, so will I.” It seems the choice is wholly yours. What will you do? DECISION: Which glass to choose -The glass to the right -The glass to the left -Do not drink from either glass

I just started a challenge of not pulling down my jeans until the end of the week (except messing), they are my favourite black jeans, that is why they have got well worn. I have been drinking quite a lot of water today in the anticipation what will it be like. Eventually I couldn't hold it and went into the bath, I just let a little leak and I continue my day. Let's see how the wet spots on the jeans will grow, I don't think they have time to become dry on me. It looks like it is going to be a tease VID_20221205_173604.3gp

I just had this idea for what I think could be a nice little game for this forum. Join in if and whenever you feel like, 'cause this thread represents our shared (mixed gender) bathroom. Want to go to the bathroom? Come have a look whether it's free and go if you can or join the line or come back later if it's occupied. Impatient whilst waiting in the line? Consider knocking. On your way here absolutely dying and want to make sure you won't have to wait? Maybe you can ask us to make sure the bathroom is free at a specific time, 'though you'll never know if everyone can and will comply to such a request. It's up to you how you express what you're doing in and around the bathroom. Just write, or send a picture, a video or a sound recording if you like. As a bathroom can be occupied for many reasons, this thread is not limited to peeing. It could even be locked by someone e.g. cleaning it. I would like to keep this thread fun for all of us 'though, so please, if you are sharing nudity, scat or anything period related: - start your post with a simple, neutral comment informing everyone you are e.g. occupying our bathroom - warn for the type of content the rest of your post is about - hide any graphical content so interested readers can have a look but people scrolling through the thread aren't accidentally seeing it. P.s. There's one stall for now. If things get busy we'll have to see if we can organize renovations.

I guess this goes in "General" Omorashi. I don't know. Just asking when was the last time you got to pee yourself and enjoyed it? I'll start, naturally. It feels like it has been almost two years for me. I work and look after family. There's hardly the time. At the end of the evening, I crash, wake up, go to work, etc. Rinse and repeat. When I do have time, I normally look at porn and share whatever I think is cool here on this site. It's quick in that sense... ((blushes)). I miss it. Sometimes, when I go to the bathroom I don't go all the way so I can dribble a tiny bit in my underwear. Just the feeling of the barely wet fabric is so nice. I really long for the day that I can just soak myself, lay in it, play, and just fully enjoy the experience. Some things are worth waiting for, I suppose. Thanks for taking the time.

Like the last few stories I've posted, this was originally written using characters from a non-kink book I've written. So, name-changes were made and the setting was kept vague to keep it from being recognizable, I hope the vagueness does not distract from the desperation content. This first chapter is going to have a lot of set-up and backstory, and I hope that doesn’t bog down the desperation too badly. There’s just some things that are necessary for you to know so you understand why the characters are acting like they are. (If it’s confusing, then the gist of it is basically that River and Duncan have survived a horror-movie type scenario and are now hiding from the killers who weren’t ever brought to justice.) If you’re wondering what terms are right when talking about River; It would be accurate to call River both intersex and trans because he was not assigned the gender that he should have been, and many of his life experiences are similar to a trans man’s. *** Honestly, this was probably the happiest River’s life had ever been. Which probably wasn’t saying too much, given that he now lived in constant fear of that Organization tracking him down and finishing the job of executing him. But, other than that, River had an awful lot to be thankful for. He had Duncan now, after all. Duncan was one of the good things to come out of River’s experience with the Organization. Duncan had been captured and imprisoned by them as well, sentenced to death just like River had been. But, they’d grown close in the time they’d spent trapped together, that was probably the only reason they’d been able to break free. When River had lost all hope of saving himself, he’d still had the will to save Duncan. River had also stolen a great deal of money from the Organization on his way out. Enough to pay for his friend Hugo’s Cancer treatment and still have some left over. In a way, River had saved the lives of the two most important people in his word. Hugo, his father-figure, the man that had rescued him from the streets and helped him turn his life around. And Duncan, his boyfriend, the man who gave him a reason to WANT to keep living an honest life. It was the money that had gotten River caught up in the Organization to begin with. He’d been approached at his job by a man claiming to be a TV producer, informing him of a game show he could compete in where the winner would receive a million dollars. River had agreed, desperate to use that money for Hugo’s medical treatment. But, then it turned out the ‘game show’ had been a ruse. Instead of doing a bunch of silly tasks and trying not to get voted off by the other contestants for long enough to win a million dollars, River had been imprisoned by a group of hitmen, alongside several other people who’d also been led to believe that they were going to compete in an ordinary reality show. Their executions had been paid for by people who felt they’d been wronged by them. River and Duncan were the only two to make it out alive, needing to fight their way to freedom as members of the Organization tried to squash them. They’d freed themselves, but not completely. The Organization was clearly very powerful and wealthy, it had been able to operate for decades with no one discovering them or getting away from them with their lives. Of course, now that someone HAD, they’d be dead-set on finding those people. River had been careful. The only person that knew about the Organization, apart from himself and Duncan, was Hugo. At first, River hadn’t intended to tell the older man all the details of how he’d gotten the money, but when he came home, obviously shaken and terrified and with a strange man clinging to him, an explanation was warranted. It was for the best anyway. Hugo insisted that they abandon their home, only take their most essential possessions, and flee somewhere far away. River would have never even thought to suggest that himself, not until after Hugo had had his treatment, anyway. It was a fast move, across the country to a little town in the middle of nowhere. They didn’t even live IN the town, really. Instead, they were deep in the woods that surrounded it. They lived in a log cabin now, an actual log cabin. River hadn’t known those still existed, but it was the best place for them to stay if they wanted to remain off the grid and out of sight. Duncan spent the first three days in the cabin refusing to get out of bed. He’d hidden under the covers, like a child afraid of a monster. Except, in Duncan’s case, the monsters were real. He was too terrified even to move through his new home, and instead remained in bed as if he’d been glued there. River stayed by his side, repeating “You’re safe now… It’s over…” to him, but neither of them believed a word of it. Hugo’s Cancer treatment had been a complete success, he was back in good health fast enough that he could resume working before the remainder of River’s money was gone. River and Hugo had been business partners before River’s run-in with the Organization, selling art pieces and unique furniture. They kept working together after re-starting their company in their new home, but Hugo was now the sole face of the business. River took customer’s orders via phone, but Hugo was the only one to make deliveries now, so that River could stay hidden in the cabin. River missed actually interacting with their customers… He missed a lot of things. Being able to go out to dinner and not check over his shoulder the whole time. Going to the store alone if he needed something. Using the Internet— No longer possible since someone could trace his location through it. He was isolated, and always afraid. Hugo and Duncan were the only people that existed to him anymore, the customers he spoke to on the phone were just disembodied voices that may as well have belonged to no one. Yet, in spite of all that, this was still the happiest River’s life had ever been. He had a roof over his head. He had two people who loved him. He was able to have something to eat every day. He had a bed. He could shower daily. He was warm. That was more than he could have said during most of his life. Even if hiding from the Organization had taken a lot from him, he was still grateful for what he DID have. He’d never stop appreciating it. Some days, he woke up to find Duncan curled around him and think about just how lucky he was… MOST days, River woke up to find Duncan curled around him and thought about how full his bladder was… Like today. The good news was that River hadn’t had a nightmare last night. He wasn’t shown replays of the things he’d endured while in the clutches of the Organization. He didn’t flash back to his days of homelessness. His parents didn’t make any appearances. The bad news was that River’s dream had been absolutely full of water. Lakes, oceans, rainstorms, leaking faucets… And urinals. So many urinals. But, any time River stood in front of one to relieve his extremely bloated bladder, he’d find that the zipper on his pants had disappeared. Not that it was stuck, it was just GONE. And, for some reason, he couldn’t manage to tug his pants down, either. So, he’d just be standing there, bouncing up and down and enduring the sound of all the water flowing around him. He’d eventually escaped the torment by blinking himself awake, but then he realized he still had a problem. Duncan clung to River at night, just as River clung to Duncan. That comfort was needed just as badly as River now needed a bathroom break. But, Duncan was really strong. That was a great thing when they’d been trying to escape from a band of hitmen, but it was NOT so great when River was trying to get out of bed. It was SUPER not-great that Duncan’s arms were squeezing very, very hard against River’s bladder. River felt like the poor organ was being crumpled up like a sheet of paper, and he clenched his thighs and wriggled with discomfort. 
River didn’t want to wake Duncan up. He appeared to be sleeping pretty peacefully. Like River, it was rare for Duncan to have a dream that wasn’t frightening. Many times, one or both of them had woken up in the middle of the night, trembling and biting back screams, hearts pounding away at the memory of the horrors their brains had forced them to relive. They didn’t sleep very well. River had no intention of interrupting Duncan’s badly needed rest. River had every intention to hold his pee until Duncan either woke up, or let go of him. What sucked was that River’s bladder wasn’t exactly the biggest. It never had been. When he was little, he’d seldom lasted through an entire movie without getting up to use the toilet at least once. As he got older, that hadn’t changed. Throughout middle school, if River didn’t use the toilet between every class he would be in a lot of trouble, twisting and squirming his legs beneath his desk as he begged for the clock to move faster. After his parents kicked him out, one thing he learned about homelessness that he’d never actually considered before, was that it wasn’t always easy to find a public bathroom. Sometimes, all the places in the area would be closed for the night or because of a holiday, or they’d look at River’s gruff, unkempt appearance and tell him to leave. Or, they’d say he had to buy something first, with the money River never had. Alleyways and bushes became River’s toilets on more occasions than he could count. That was pretty frightening sometimes. The streets homelessness had led River to were never friendly, especially after dark. Having to make himself vulnerable for a few minutes while his bladder emptied really got his adrenaline flowing. It didn’t help that, in those days, he’d still needed to crouch down in order to urinate. That had been well before his operation. When River was born, his parts were seen as ‘ambiguous’. The doctor that had delivered him had difficulty assigning him a sex. So, at his recommendation, River’s body was surgically altered so that he more closely resembled a female. Being a girl never sat right with him, though. As a teenager, he learned what had been done to him and it was like a bucket of cold water to his face. He wondered what had made that quack pick ‘girl’ anyway, and cried that it had been a mistake. He begged his parents to let him live as the boy he should have been from the start, begged them to let him fix the mistakes, to stop being made to fill his body with Estrogen in pill form. They’d refused. And after he kept trying to argue over the next several months, they eventually kicked him out. He spent years on the streets, eventually turning to drug dealing and prostitution just so he’d be able to afford something to eat. He met Hugo at a bar one night when the man broke up a fight between him and some other guy. River still doesn’t know what Hugo saw in him that night, but for whatever reason he’d offered him a lifeline. Then, a year later, Hugo financed River’s top surgery and phalloplasty, at last correcting the mistakes that had been made when River was born. He would never forget how happy he’d felt when he finally saw himself looking the way he was always meant to. He felt normal for the first time in his life. And, once he’d recovered enough from the phalloplasty he’d been able to pee standing up for the first time, and that had felt so— Now, fidgeting in bed with Duncan coiled around his full bladder, River flinched at the direction of his thoughts. Reminiscing had distracted him for a while, but of course his brain had returned to the subject of urination eventually. The harsh, angry throbs down below ensured that he wouldn’t be able to forget about that topic for long. River looked to the nightstand beside the bed. During those early days, when Duncan had been so terrified he couldn’t leave the bed, problems had arisen when Duncan inevitably had to pee. Duncan had also been pretty much mute at that time, too. Rubbing his back, River hadn’t realized Duncan needed to go until the other was suddenly grasping his crotch with both hands and River could hear a tiny hissing noise as a leak shot out of him. “I’ll take you to the toilet…” River started to say, but Duncan just kept shaking his head. So, River found a different solution. He went to the kitchen, emptied a water bottle, then returned to the bedroom and gave it to Duncan. Duncan had looked so grateful as he’d grasped the bottle that it made River’s chest clench up. How had he not realized that the poor guy was ready to burst before then?! Duncan filled the bottle at a disturbingly rapid pace, the moan of relief he let go of being the first actual noise he’d made in a very, very long time. River had emptied the bottle out in the toilet, then kept it on the nightstand so Duncan could grab it the next time he needed it. That bottle was Duncan’s urinal until he finally felt brave enough to leave the bed. Now, River was cursing himself for just throwing the bottle away once Duncan had no longer needed it. It sure would have been helpful to still have it… River shifted his hips, fighting for a comfortable position that didn’t make it feel like the pee inside of him was about to be tipped out into the sheets. A position like that appeared to be nonexistent, however. With Duncan’s arms squeezing tighter and tighter like an angry boa-constrictor, River’s bladder felt like an orange caught in a juicing machine. Sweat was pooling between his thighs. Or, at least, he hoped it was only sweat. He was fighting against a very powerful urge to cross his legs, fearful of kicking Duncan and waking him up that way. Waves of pee collided against his sphincters, his aching muscles begging him to move around and give them a little reinforcement. His legs actually started to vibrate from how tense he was holding them. He squeezed his eyes closed, deciding that he wanted to try to go back to sleep. Time would move faster if he wasn’t awake, after all. But, after only a minute, he knew this was a futile endeavor. It was just impossible to sleep when he needed the bathroom this badly! He tried to distract himself some other way. He glanced down to take in Duncan’s beloved face. His smooth skin, his dark eyelashes gently resting against his cheeks. His lips slightly parted as he slept so calmly… It was nice to see Duncan get the rest and relaxation he needed. It made River even more determined to hold his pee so that Duncan could continue sleeping. His bladder did not hold the same love for Duncan that River’s heart did. His bladder only held a great deal of urine, and it didn’t want to continue doing that for very much longer. He felt a trickle leave him, and then another, and he wriggled his hand down between his body and Duncan’s so that he could squeeze the tip of his cock. He cringed at the warmth he felt there. He told himself Duncan would probably wake up soon… But, Duncan didn’t. And River kept holding it. Now that he’d tucked a hand against his member, he saw no reason to let go of it again. His desperation eased up a bit with the addition of that pressure. It felt good having his hand there. Felt less like he was going to spring another leak. He tried his hardest to think of something else. He thought about all the things he’d be doing if he didn’t have to worry about the Organization finding out his location. He’d be able to take Duncan out on a real date to a fancy restaurant, and they’d be able to just eat and talk and relax the whole time they were there. They could stay as late as they wanted, even after dark. They could walk to their car in the parking lot, and it wouldn’t even cross their minds that someone could pop out of the shadows and attack them. And— And, if River had had a little too much water with dinner, he could stop the car at ANY gas station and— No, no, no! River shook his head, trying to clear it. Peeing wasn’t a good fantasy, it was just… Just lame! There were so many other, more exciting things to do than just take a piss. Pissing was mundane. Boring. Anything on Earth was more interesting than peeing! Anything at all! Like, if River didn’t have to worry about the Organization, he’d be able to deliver things to customers with Hugo just like he used to! He’d get to see the looks on their faces when they saw they’d made exactly what they wanted, and then he could say to them “We had a real long drive out here. I’m very sorry, could I please use your restroom for just a minute?” And then he’d be able to— NO! God, he was beginning to get a little frustrated! Couldn’t he do ANYTHING aside from fantasize about taking a stupid leak? He could go later, once Duncan was awake. It probably wouldn’t even feel THAT good! It would just be a minute or so of him standing there, at long last being able to relax his body, no more worrying about keeping all his lower muscles tensed up, just letting it all flow out, nice and calmly… Tss! Another jet of pee streamed from his tip, he could feel the warmth and wetness beneath his hand, and— And— God… That loss of control had felt almost good… His poor bladder loosening for just a second had been so… Hss! Again, he was spurting, trickling out little drops of his burden. They just wouldn’t stop, and he couldn’t stop thinking about pee, and about peeing, and about how wonderful he’d feel if he could just PEE, and— “Nnnnh!!” a whine hissed out between his clenched teeth before he could stop it, sweat rolling down his forehead. And Duncan started to blink his eyes. “Mmmf…” the other man murmured, blearily looking up into River’s eyes. “I’m sorry,” River stated, shifting more. He just couldn’t help it! “I didn’t mean to bother you…” It took Duncan a second to really wake up and register the panic on River’s face. When it did, he panicked too. “Wha—What’s wrong?” he asked. “Is— Where’s Hugo? Is someone here? Do they know where we ar—“ “N—No,” River said. “We are safe.” Duncan sat up more, nuzzled against River. “Mmm, good…” he gave him a kiss on the cheek. “Still sleepy…” he murmured. “Was having a nice dream…” That was fantastic, and River was overjoyed that his partner had managed to avoid a nightmare, but he didn’t want Duncan to go back to sleep yet— His arms were still wrapped around him, still pinning him! “Th—That’s good, Duncan,” River stammered. “A—And you can sleep as much as you want, but I have to go piss!” “Hm…?” Duncan opened his eyes again, he unwrapped his arms from River’s body and could now see the hand digging firmly into River’s groin. “Oh…” River nodded gratefully and started to get up. He winced hard and almost bit through his own tongue when his foot touched the ground, and a loud jet of urine sloshed into his boxers. “Ahh—nnnhhh!” Duncan’s eyes cracked open again. “River…?” “Fucking—“ River grunted. He balled the hand not clutching his dick into a fist and slammed it against the nightstand, hissing through his teeth. His bladder was doing somersaults inside his body, constantly letting out little threads and dribbles down his legs. “I can’t— I can’t—!” Duncan crawled out of bed, he very gingerly put a hand on River’s shoulder. “Hey, it’s—“ “I need to go piss!” River blurted out. “I— I know, the bathroom’s just— Can you not walk?” River shook his head back and forth, strands of his hair flying. “I’m going…” “O—Okay, come on… Come on… Lean against me, alright? One step at a time…” Duncan led River out of their bedroom. It was a tricky situation, too slow and River wouldn’t make it in time. Too fast, and the movement would make River burst. The bathroom was right down the hall from their bedroom, Duncan ushered River inside. River was now gripping himself with both hands, and even that wasn’t doing much good. Drips continued spilling, and he was skipping in place. “I can’t—“ he kept repeating. “I can’t, I can’t—“ “You can’t… Move your hands?” Duncan gathered. River shook his head again. Duncan reached and got the toilet open for River, then nudged River’s boxers down a little, as much as he could with River’s hands in the way. “Really close, River…” he murmured. River was able to pull his dick out the rest of the way, and was pissing violently before he could aim it. He splattered the rim of the bowl, and couldn’t bring himself to care as a loud, long moan erupted from his throat. “Ahhhhhhh….” Duncan went still. He’d expected River to hang on until he’d left the room, but apparently that was just one more thing he couldn’t do. River hadn’t ever peed in front of Duncan before— Well, not unless the terror-inspired accident that River had had when they were trying to get away from the Organization could be counted. During those days where Duncan had camped out in bed and relieved himself into a bottle, that bottle had been for Duncan and Duncan alone, River always got up and used the toilet. They also hadn’t done anything more than kiss, cuddle, and feel each other up above their clothes just yet. Duncan had never seen River’s member before, and this was a chance to change that. Was it okay to peek, though? Even just a teeny bit? River hadn’t said if he was ready to be looked at there… Some of the haze of River’s relief started to clear as he carried on draining himself. He blushed when he remembered Duncan was still here. It didn’t bother him that much, though. After his experiences on the streets, he’d started to care a little less about privacy. “Heh, are you watching?” “Um…” Duncan turned. “I haven’t seen your— I mean, someday I want to see—“ He was dying to see River’s cock. He’d fantasized about it enough, he thought it was time to know what it actually looked like. And, part of him was also really curious. He hated himself for it, he was sure it was probably a little disrespectful to think about it this way, but Duncan had never seen a surgically created dick before and couldn’t help but wonder about it. “If you wanna see it, you can,” River told him. Duncan half expected River’s dick to be ENORMOUS, bigger than any other penis he had ever seen. Because, if Duncan had been able to go to a surgeon and request a new dick, HE’D ask for a huge one (“I want it to go down to my knees, Doc!”). But, River’s member was a perfectly average size. Duncan had also wondered if it would be shaped differently. He’d seen the scar on River’s arm only a few times since he usually wore long sleeves to cover it up. After their escape, Duncan had asked about it, and River explained that some of the skin and tissue in his arm had been used to construct his dick. Duncan had then looked very closely at his OWN arm, trying to work out how it could be used to build a penis. River’s dick looked completely normal though, a lot like Duncan’s own, just a different color and with a little scar starting at the head and running down to the base. Duncan felt a bit bad that he’d been expecting it to look so drastically different. “Um…” River blushed as his pee finally came to an end. “Do… Er… Do you like it?” he asked. No one else had ever seen his penis before, save for the surgeons and other doctors, he supposed. The only other times he’d been nude in front of another person had been before his operation. “It looks… Real,” Duncan said, then flinched. “Wait, no. That came out wrong! I’m sorry!” “It’s alright,” River said, tucking his member back away. “I know you meant that in a good way.” “I just thought… They made that out of your arm?” Duncan asked. “Yeah,” River said. “That’s so cool,” Duncan said. “And, you’re happy with it, right?” “Of course I am,” River said. “Finally getting that fixed was one of the few good things to ever happen to me.” “I hope I’m one of the other good things,” Duncan said. “Don’t worry, you are.”

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.

I hope everyone here can help me out. I've been trying to add clips and screenshots to the new Pee Movie Database of adult men peeing in their pants. If you know a scene, please let me know (PLEASE let me know also the episode and time it appears if you can. Thanks!) Here are some places that show what I've already collected: https://omorashi.online/pmd/wetness http://mikisit.tumblr.com/tagged/shows http://mikisit.tumblr.com/tagged/movies