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  1. Hello!! If this fic seems familiar, that's because it's the same fic as this, just rewritten. It has a lot of things I really wanted to change about the original, and I feel like it has a bit more potential for further chapters. I'm already working on one as I type this, in fact! ----------------------------------------- Holding an apple slice up in the air, Alex makes a silly whirring noise as they fly it forward into the open mouth of their girlfriend, who happily chomps down on the slice and chews. The girl, Lucille, swallows the apple slice and smiles as she raises a hand to Alex’s cheek. They haven’t spoken in the past few moments, only basking in eachother’s beauty. The sun’s light radiates through the leaves of the tree they’re sitting under, casting speckled spots of light across their picnic setup. The park is quiet, tranquil, only the sounds of playing children off in the distance. Lucille looks down at her spot, seeing little food left for her to eat. She grabs the last bite of her sandwich, planting it in her mouth and finishing it up. “Hey, love…” Alex softly coos, “You should finish your water, you don’t want to dry up.” It’s quite hot outside today, the midsummer sun baking the earth as it procrastinates falling below the horizon, so Alex had insisted on Lucille drinking lots of water. They made her drink an entire bottle just on the way here, and Lucille is being asked to down another one right here on her picnic blanket. “Come on, it’s just a little,” Alex whispers as they raise the bottle to Lucille’s lips. Unwilling to protest, Lucille begins to drink it all up, even as she feels the water filter down through her body into her bladder. Admittedly, though, it does help Lucille stay cool. As the last ounce of water is gulped up, Lucille stretches and gets back up on her feet, and Alex soon follows suit. The two gently pack up their supplies and garbage into their picnic basket, taking off towards Alex’s house. As they walk, Alex wraps a hand around the side of Lucille’s waist, feeling a deep tension in her muscles. They begin to press gently out of instinct, even if they already have an idea of where it comes from. “Are you okay, love?” Alex asks, bringing themself closer to Lucille as they rub gently on her side through the denim of her short overalls. “You’re tense…” “U- Uh, yeah, I’m okay.” Lucille folds her hands at her front, looking away from Alex. As they glance down at their lover, Alex can tell Lucille is blushing. “I… I just really have to pee. I really should have gone before we went out, hah…” “Ahhh, I understand.” Alex reaches over to kiss Lucille on the cheek, glancing around to see if anyone is around who could overhear their conversation… nobody around, except some kids playing off in the distance. Perfect. “Well, you’re a good little princess, aren’t you? I’m sure you can hold it all in.” The use of the word “princess” makes Lucille’s heart skip a beat, something in her chest fluttering with erotic love. After discovering Alex had this kink for seeing pretty women hold their pee, Lucille had offered to indulge Alex’s kink for them after their date. “B-But, uh, I really gotta go, Alex. Do I really have to hold it?” “Yeees, you do, Lucille,” Alex coos back. “You wouldn’t want to miss any of our show, would you?” “U-Uhhh… But…” Looking over at Alex, Lucille blushes at the look they give as they admire her. Lucille loves when Alex looks at her like that. “Never mind… I’ll hold it.” “Good girl,” Alex replies as they give Lucille another kiss on the cheek. “You know I love you, Lucille my lovely little princess?” “I-I, yes, I do…” Together like that, the two of them traveled back to Alex’s place, a small townhouse/apartment fusion of sorts. It’s quiet and somewhat secluded, a perfect place to lazily cuddle after a date. As Lucille walks in and drops her bag on the floor, Alex sneaks up behind her and wraps their hands around her chest, arms settling right below Lucille’s breasts as they nestle their chin into the crook of her neck. Larger and taller than Alex, Lucille’s body is plump and cuddleable, very distinct from Alex’s skinny form. Lucille often feels the need to make sure Alex gets enough to eat, especially when she realizes she can easily feel their ribs through their chest. It helps that Lucille is a good cook. Even with a full bladder, Lucille can’t help but hum contently at Alex’s gentle touches. “Hi,” she says as she looks over to the side to see the top of Aya’s fluffy head laying a gentle kiss on her neck. Trailing their hands over Lucille’s chest- and absolutely taking the opportunity to feel up her tits- Alex begins to play with Lucille’s frizzy hair, absentmindedly wrapping it around their fingers. “Hi princess… Would you mind if I…” Their hands fidgeting with the hooks on Lucille’s overalls, Alex begins to undo them. “You know, it was hot outside… you should dress down a little, and then cuddle up with me.” “Ahhh… I’m worried you’ll take the shirt off and then I’ll stink up the whole room, though.” “So? Then we can just take off even more clothes and go take a shower,” continues Alex as they finish undoing Lucille’s overalls, letting them drop down to her feet and revealing a pair of lilac women’s boxers. They also pull at the base of Lyra’s yellow shirt she was wearing under her overalls, tossing it aside as they lay gentle hands across her tummy and chest. “Especially this stupid sports bra, getting in the way…” Though at first the thought makes Lucille smile, she remembers the presence of a toilet in that same bathroom as her bladder reminds her of its need. “Ahhh, I’m not sure I’d be able to handle that right now,” she mutters as she softly bounces in Alex’s arms. “That’s okay,” Alex softly mutters. “Wanna watch our show, princess?” After loading up the show, Alex sat down on the couch with their hand gently nestled into Lucille’s hair, who had moved to sit on the floor next to them. Alex’s slender body is perfect for languidly resting your head against; even still, her head nestled into their thigh, Lucille’s bladder never lets her forget about it. And as more and more of the water from her picnic filters through her, kidneys pushing more and more liquid into her bladder, the sensation just gets stronger and stronger. In just a few minutes, she had already planted a hand between her thighs out of instinct. Noticing Lucille’s visible show of desperation, Alex reaches a hand out to nestle gently into Lucille’s hair. “You alright, love? Want me to get you some water?” they say with a smirk. “U- Uh, no, I’m-” “Oh, no, I insist.” Alex gets up and fishes a bottle of water out of the box, pressing it into Lucille’s hands as they scoop her up and onto the couch to hold her a little closer. “You need to stay hydrated, princess.” Pressing their forehead to Lucille’s and giving an expression of utmost love and care, Alex does a wonderful job at melting their girlfriend’s heart. Lucille can’t say no. “A-Alright,” she mutters in defeat, unscrewing the bottle and beginning to sip on it even as she knows it will put even more weight on her bladder. “Goooooood,” Alex coos as they gently scratch Lucille’s scalp and press a gentle kiss to her lips. “Good girl. Do you wanna snuggle with me?” A blush forming on her cheeks, Lucille looks away and tries to avoid thinking about how much she’s loving this. “Y-Yes, obviously,” she snarks as she nestles into their side. Alex didn’t let Lucille continue without finishing the entire bottle of water, the third one of the night. As roughly half an hour passes, the light from the sun shining into the window has turned a brilliant orange, and Lucille can’t take her hands out from between her legs. Her plump thighs smoosh around her wrist, creating a lovely sight for Alex by her side; and the way she bounces, her face growing more and more worried, makes their heart melt. For Lucille, she’s not thinking much about how pretty she is. She’s thinking about the liquid trickling down through her body, bladder screaming about how much it needs to be emptied. It’s the worst she’s needed the bathroom in a very long time; she looks over with jealousy at the bathroom door, knowing she’s not allowed to step inside and relieve herself. “Hmm,” Alex hums as they lay a hand on their lover’s cheek, looking towards their lovely girlfriend with their foreheads touching. “Are you okay, princess? Can I get a stoplight?” “Green,” Lucille immediately answers without hesitation. When Alex talks to her this way, it makes her heart melt. The way they hold her there, even in her urgency… “Can I please go pee? I really, really gotta go, love…” Smirking in amusement, Alex wraps their hands around Lucille’s waist, massaging their dark skin. They glance down at her body, taking in the sight of her curvy body contrasting against the soft colors of her women’s boxers and sports bra, the hands smooshed in-between her legs to cradle her heavy bladder. “You can’t, love,” Aya explains as they kiss her with a smile. “You’re a princess. Good princesses hold in their pee, no matter what. So, be a good girl and keep it all in for me, okay?” “A-Alex, I-” Trying as hard as she can to think, Lucille squeezes her thighs together and squirms in her seat. “I bet if you could, you’d make me hold it for the rest of time, you perv,” Lucille says with a faux glare and a tsundere lilt to her voice. “Keep giving me water and never letting me go to the bathroom and just making me into your little… Uh… h-honeypot ant, or something,” The two giggle with each other as Lucille’s ability to form coherent sentences clearly begins to break down. “Y’know, I can’t exactly say you’re wrong,” Alex admits, wrapping their arms around tighter with a finger on the back of Lucille’s sports bra, applying gentle pressure against her back. “And honestly? You’d love that, wouldn’t you? You’d love being sweet Princess Honeypot, drinking lots and lots of water and then holding it aaaaaaaaall in until your little bladder swells to its limit.” Looking up at their partner, Alex can tell they’re starting to get at something deep within Lucille’s heart as she averts her eyes; her cheeks are a deep red, eyebrows furrowed in embarrassment. “I- I mean- Uh,” Lucille splutters out, continuing to gently wiggle her hips out of desperation. Suddenly, a memory pops back into Lucille’s mind. A memory of when she was younger, out at an archaeology museum. She had asked her mom to take her to go pee; the bathroom was on a lower floor, so she rode the elevator down, hand nestled gently into mom’s… and then the elevator stalled. Lucille obviously got out safely but not after trying to hold her pee for three and a half hours, only to have an accident in her pants. And to add insult to injury, she still had to sit there in the elevator for another hour, steeping in the embarrassment of not being able to control herself. With those memories resurfacing, Lucille vividly recalls the sensations she felt that day: holding on so tightly that she could think of nothing else, her pelvic floor muscles getting more and more tired every minute, exerting all her energy despite barely moving. She feels very similar sensations between her thighs, all of her water from her date filtering down to her bladder. It’s so incredibly pervasive and overwhelming, but it’s not unpleasant. It’s almost invigorating; She remembers feeling the same back in the elevator, only feeling distressed because she knew she had to hold on or risk making a fool of herself. But this time, the need to hold her pee comes not from a place of distress or embarrassment but from love for her kind and gentle datefriend. She’s no longer terrified of the pressure, her heart able to flutter at the thought of what she’s doing and what might happen if she… As these thoughts run through Lucille’s tired brain, she gently pulls a hand out from between her legs and places it gently on Alex’s hip, tracing fingers across their skin. Alex gasps at the touches, feeling Lucille’s hand trace up their body and lift their shirt from their chest. “W-Woah, love, did I push the right buttons?” After having been microdosing on estradiol for a couple months now, Alex’s chest has began to grow soft, if not quite busty; Lucille’s hands run over their chest as their foreheads touch, Lucille wanting nothing more than to feel Alex closer to her. “You sure are cuddly now, huh?” Alex presses a kiss to Lucille’s soft lips. “I guess I should return the favor,” they say as they pull away to pick at the front-clasp of Lucille’s sports bra. Complementing the rest of her figure, Lucille’s chest is very much on the larger side; when the front clasp comes fully undone, the cups are pushed open as her breasts pop out and make themselves known to the eyes of a lustful Alex. They cup a hand on the sides of each breast and eagerly reach forward to lay a kiss about an inch over Lucille’s left nipple, pressing into her soft chest as she holds them steady with her free hand. Lucille’s other hand, of course, is buried deep between her thighs to cradle the hot ocean of pee within her tummy. Glancing down at her lover, Lucille spots Alex glancing back up in return, big eyes melting her heart. They climb up her body to meet eye-to-eye, pressing a deep and passionate kiss to her lips. The moment finally distracts Lucille enough to ignore her need, pulling one more hand out from between her legs and laying it across Alex’s shoulders; she hums gently, enjoying the feeling of Alex’s body pressing against hers as Alex enjoys the feeling of Lucille’s pressed against their own. Lucille doesn’t want the moment to end. Unfortunately, Alex soon makes the moment end as they pull away. “I’m sorry to interrupt, love, but I have to go to the bathroom.” They don’t wait for a reaction as they get up, sauntering over to the bathroom door and leaving Lucille in the dust. “H- Hey, wait!” Lucille shouts out with exasperation as she pushes herself up and follows behind. “How come you get to piss but I don’t???” As they stand in front of the toilet, Alex glances back smugly at Lucille who stands with her fists balled in the doorframe. “Did you forget, love?” they say with a smile as they glance back at her, “I’m not a princess.” When the sound of trickling water immediately rings through the bathroom, Lucille feels her tired bladder surge desperately with need; she presses her thighs tightly together, nearly hopping from foot to foot as she reaches her hands back down to hold on tightly to her pussy. “Nnnnngh- Alex, you…” “Hah, it feels so good to let it all out,” Alex teases. “I was holding it all in for a while myself, y’know. Y-” Before Alex can finish their sentence, they feel Lucille press up against their body, especially her large chest smooshing against their bare back. She breathes out sensually, running her hands down their body. “Ahh, stooooop-” Alex whines, grinning with laughter as they glance over to Lucille resting her head on their shoulder, reaching a hand down and gently laying it on the underside of Alex’s penis, feeling the pee rush through. “I’m going to get excited and then I’ll make a mess-” Suddenly, though, they realize that Lucille is being quite gentle rather than just jacking Alex off, looking over their shoulder and aiming for them. Without having the same anatomy, Lucille clearly isn’t as experienced with aiming, and struggles to keep the stream behaving while Alex grows visibly excited with Lucille pressing against their back. Not long after, though, Alex’s stream peters to a stop, giving them a chance to pull their skirt back up. They turn around and guide Lucille back to the main room, knowing that it’s hard for her to walk with so much hot liquid in her tummy. They can tell just by looking at her, seeing her raise her knees up and down and regularly twist her thick thighs around each other, a sight that makes Alex blush. “A-Alex… I…” Demurely glancing at her lover, Lucille can’t make herself hold still at all. The pervasive feeling of fullness makes it impossible, her heart fluttering from her inability to focus on much else, knowing what’s inside her body. “I’m not sure how much longer I can hold it. Please let me go pee… I don’t wanna…” “Don’t want to what?” Resting their forehead against Lucille’s, Alex smiles down at their fidgety girlfriend, enjoying the worried expression on her face and the way she keeps bouncing up and down from need, absolutely enamored with her beauty. “You know there’s nothing you need to worry about, right? I’m right here.” “B-But, but…” As Lucille tries to speak, Alex can see a tear well at the edge of her left eye. At first they figure it’s just from her need, but they begin to realize it might be a little more than that. “Should I… Should I ask for a stoplight?” Alex asks, tilting their head in concern. “You can stop if you want me to.” “I- I don’t want to stop!” Lucille shouts out, startling Alex with her voice. When she notices what she just did, she looks away out of guilt. “I- I’m sorry, I just… I don’t want to stop. I love the way you look at me, but… it’s barely been an hour and I already feel like I’m about to have an accident, and, and I don’t want to disappoint you Alex, and…” “Hey, woah, woah.” Speaking with a reassuring tone, Alex wraps his hand around Lucille’s waist, hoping to help her feel more relaxed in their arms. “You think you’re disappointing me? How?” “Because… didn’t you say it was like… you wanted to see a girl hold their pee for hours. You talked about how hot it is to imagine her having not used the restroom for eight or ten hours, but by the time I try to be that girl for you I can’t even manage one. I-” “Hey, hey, stop yourself right there, sister.” Alex presses a finger to Lucille’s lips, gently shushing her. “I don’t care about numbers, I care about you. I care about you because you’re my amazing, strong and lovely girlfriend. Do you have any idea how honored I am that you consider me your lover, let alone that you went out of your way to step out of your comfort zone and explore a particularly difficult kink, all for me? You’re the most beautiful girl in the world, Lucille, and there’s nothing you can do to make me believe otherwise.” As the words sink into her mind, Lucille softly blushes, relaxing her shoulders a little. “I’m… I’m the most beautiful girl in the… Mmn-” Suddenly pulling away, Lucille squeezes even harder than ever before, her hands buried deep between her thighs. When her eyes open again, they’re wavery, betraying a tiny bit of shock. “A-Alex, I just peed a little,” Lucille bursts out, her chest rising up and down from the sudden burst of adrenaline. “Alex, I, please let me go pee, I have to pee so badly, I feel like I’m about to explode, ahhh-” Intrigued, Alex steps around towards Lucille’s behind, getting down on one knee to inspect the damage. Indeed, around the bottom of her ass, a softball-sized wet spot wraps around her body, the occasional drop still running down the insides of her thighs. Her muscles are under control, but it’s clear they won’t be able to hold on for much longer. “My, what a naughty princess you’ve been!” As Alex speaks, they stand back up on their feet and softly spoon Lucille from behind, pressing a kiss to her neck. “You’ve not been doing a good job at controlling yourself, have you?” “Ahhh, uh, no, I haven’t-” Lucille splutters out, bouncing on the balls of her feet as she feels one of Alex’s arms run up to her chest, right above her ample breasts. I- I’ve been a very bad princess, are… are you going to punish me?” “Mmm, I’ll be forgiving, for now.” As Alex replies, their voice turns softer and more sensual, enjoying the way Lucille grows flustered at the prospect of being punished. “You’ve been holding it all in for so long, and after I made you drink so much water, too. It must feel so good, doesn’t it? The ocean of hot pee, pressing with all its might against your pussy, demanding to rush out at any moment, and you still hold it all back. Is that true, Lucille?” “Mmn…” Thinking again about her bladder, Lucille’s memories again turn to that scene from years ago on the elevator, how she no longer feels embarrassed at the possibility of what might happen should she continue to hold her bladder locked as tight as possible, unlike back then. It’s… so exhilarating. “It’s true.” “That’s good. You’ve been such a good princess, Lucille, never giving up.” The hand over Lucille’s chest slowly trails down her body, stopping at the bottom of her tummy a few inches below her belly button. The other trails around her backside, slipping under her butt and between her thighs to lay a couple fingers over her vulva through her boxers. Pushing Lucille’s fingers out of the way, Alex applies a gently electrifying pressure that frankly doesn’t help Lucille hold in any of her pee. Unable to hold onto her pussy, Lucille instead balls her fists at her side, relying only on her pelvic floor to hold her overfull bladder steady. Alex touching her on just the right spot shocks her a little, her cheeks growing flushed. “St-stooop, Alex!” she cries with a lighthearted tone. “You’re gonna make me piss my pants!” “Hmm? I thought that was what you wanted, love,” Alex replies with faux confusion. Using one of their feet, they gently push one of Lucille’s feet about a foot away from the other, holding it there so Lucille can’t press her thighs together.“You wanted to feel it all rush out of you, the intense relief of letting the pressure release itself. I’ll even throw in a gentle massage. How’s that sound?” When Lucille found out about Alex’s kink, she knew that it included wetting, but she honestly forgot that Alex had asked if she was willing to do so. She agreed, not only because she knew Alex liked it, but because of that memory of the elevator making her heart flutter whenever she considered the thought. She hadn’t even thought about it until now. “I… I want it so badly…” Breathing her words out, Lucille lets her head fall to the side, relaxing onto Alex’s shoulder. “I need it.” “Well, then… It’s your lucky day, princess. Now just relax and imagine warm ocean waves, okay love?” Before the thought can actually hit Lucille’s brain, Alex suddenly squeezes down on Lucille’s bladder, just barely enough that Lucille’s muscles are overwhelmed by the sudden increase in pressure, but not so much that it hurts. Instinctively she tries so hard to keep holding on, but as Alex whispers gently in her ear as they rub her, the pent-up liquid pounding on her pussy, Lucille can’t resist. With a soft exhale, she lets her muscles give in. Hot liquid begins to flood from Lucille’s vulva, completely soaking Alex’s hand. They hear Lucille let out an exhale, the ecstasy of letting out so much pressure and the pee rushing out of her at an intense rate. Alex continues to stroke her as the liquid drips between their fingers, enjoying the sound of Lucille letting out a deep, visceral moan of relief. “Goooooooood girl,” Alex coos as they press a gentle kiss to Lucille’s shoulder. They pull their hand away from Lucille’s tummy, letting her bladder finish on its own time, instead raising a hand up to her chest to apply a bit of gentle pressure, and definitely not also to feel up her tits. “Doesn’t it feel good? It’s what you deserve, princess.” “It… It doeessss,” Lucille exhales, her voice hitching on something primal within her. Her fists unball themselves, resting gently against the inside of her thighs, feeling hot liquid rush under them down the threads of her undies. Her shoulders hang low, entire body relaxing into the overwhelming sensation, almost falling over until Alex tightens their grip to hold her steady. “It feels so good.” As Alex continues to stroke their lover, the liquid adds a bit of smoothness, preventing the fabric from chafing against Lucille’s skin. “Oh my gosh, you’re pouring out like a fountain, you must have been holding in so much.” Choosing to say little more, Alex purses their lips and presses them to the top of Lucille’s left shoulder, gently sucking with intent to leave a hickey. They let Lucille relax, chest gently rising with deep breaths of air as thirty, forty-five seconds pass without the stream stopping. But, eventually, it does stop, dribbling for just a few seconds before Lucille’s bladder is left completely empty. “Do you feel better, love?” Alex asks, a loving tone to their voice as they look up at the side of Lucille’s gorgeous face. “Uhhh… yeah… I feel so empty.” Lucille breathes their words out, glancing over at Alex on her side. “I, uh, I came, too…” she admits with a blush. “It felt… really, really good. All of it, not just… y’know…” “Haha, how naughty,” Alex teases. “You loved the way I touched you, huh? Unashamed about what you just did?” “Well, yeah, because you wouldn’t leave my pussy alone!!” Lucille ejects, her voice mildly exasperated but still full of love. “You kept stroking and stroking, and I just kept peeing and peeing, and I…” Her brain slowly kicking back into gear, Lucille glances down at the mess she rendered her undies in, having utterly soaked them with warm liquid. She pulls away, twisting around to try and expect the damage; there’s a large puddle at her feet, tinting the tiled floor slightly yellow. “Oh my god, I even got your skirt wet, I made such a mess.” “You see that? That was all inside you, love.” Reaching forward to give Lucille a gentle kiss on the lips, hands resting on her sides, Alex calms Lucille down with their presence, feeling their breath gently slow down. “You held so much in, for so long, like the beautiful princess that you are. Now, let’s get you cleaned up.” A hand around her waist, Alex guides Lucille over to the bathroom, the same one where they had forced her to hold an overfull bladder while emptying their own right in front of them. When Lucille catches a glimpse of her soaked underwear in the mirror, she can’t help but blush as she sees that the inner half of her thighs are completely saturated. She turns around to inspect the damage from the back, and sees an even wider wet patch. “Mmm, it kinda makes my ass look nice, dont’cha agree Alex?” she says, sticking her ass out. “Like, the way the wet spot curves around like th- Ohp-” Lucille isn’t expecting Alex to slap her ass, but the small sting makes her blush deeply, letting out a sigh as she lustfully rubs the inside of her thighs. Turning around, she lunges forward to grab Alex’s waist and smooch them deeply, pressing up tightly against their body. When Alex gets so close as to feel Lucille’s pee-soaked underwear against their skin, they jump away with a gasp. “Woah, girl, slow down-” they splutter out, looking up at their girlfriend with a bit of shock and a light chuckle. “I mean, I’m honored???" “O-Oh shit, I-” Lucille pulls away suddenly, scratching her arm and averting her eyes. “I’m sorry, I got too excited. I hope I didn’t make you uncomfortable.” “You didn’t, love.” Reaching forward, Alex stands up on their tippytoes to kiss Lucille on the lips. “You just need to get you cleaned up first. You haven’t even taken off your underwear, for one,” Alex explains as he lovingly trails his fingers down to Lucille’s hips, grabbing the waistband of her still-wet lilac boxers and pulling them down to her ankles. They glance back up at Lucille to see her demurely cover herself out of instinct in the most adorable way. When Alex stands back up, Lucille follows in Alex’s footsteps and squats down, hands around the waistband of their skirt; they can see some long wet streaks, warm from her pee running down the back of her legs and soaking into their skirt. When they pull it down, Alex’s penis flops out and nearly whacks Lucille in the face; clearly Alex is getting very excited. “Hah, sorry,” they say as Lucille blinks the shock away. Now that the two of them are fully naked, Alex steps away from Lucille and begins to run a warm shower, waiting a moment so the water can warm up. They step in, Lucille following soon after and taking Alex in arms, letting the hot water cascade over their bodies. Looking into eachother’s eyes, Lucille places their arms around Alex’s waist as they return the favor by resting their hands on Lucille’s hips, encouraging Lucille to sway her hips side-to-side in Alex’s hands. “I already showered earlier for our date,” Lucille begins. “Did you?” “I did. I bet we can get away with just a quick soaping down.” “You’re probably right,” Lucille admits as she reaches out to grab a body sponge and squirt it with soap. She lovingly scrubs down Alex, especially around their legs where she had accidentally peed on them. “So…” Lucille begins nervously, averting her eyes out of nervousness. “Did I… do a good job? I know I didn’t exactly hold my pee for a super long time… what did you like most?” “You absolutely did a good job, sweetie,” Alex quickly interjects. “Remember what I said earlier? I don’t care about how numbers, I care that you love me and are willing to explore something new for me. I’m incredibly honored you did this for me and I am incredibly in love with you.” Lucille stands up, meeting Alex face-to-face again and pressing the body sponge into their hand. “Hah, thanks…” they mutter, glancing away from her lover out of embarrassment. It’s always hard to look at them when you’re both naked. “But like, is there anything else you want to try? I can’t imagine we just experienced the full piss package. God, did I really just say that?” Letting out a giggle at her word choice, Lucille smiles as Alex reacts in turn with a laugh of their own. “You know, it’s honestly a pretty broad kind of thing. Some people like to have sex when they still have to pee, or even just peeing directly on someone. That, uh, last one is specifically called watersports. Or, you could switch up the roles, you could make me hold my pee one day.” “Hah, some of those do sound kinda hot. I’ll have to think about it more… Just, promise me we’ll do this another time, okay?” Lucille sticks a leg out to the side to give Alex easier access. “I just, when you called me ‘princess’, giving me those gentle affirmations to keep holding it in for you, it really made my heart flutter. I… really love that you think of me like that. It makes me feel better about myself, a little bit more confident.” “Of course, Lucille. You deserve to feel wonderful, because you are wonderful.” Standing back up and bringing the body sponge to Lucille’s chest, Alex rests their forehead against Lucille’s, absentmindedly scrubbing on her body. “You’re the most wonderful girl in the world.” “Aaaaah,” Lucille quietly mutters, “You’re wonderful too.” As she feels Alex bring their hands close to her chest, Lucille brings herself closer to Alex, a blush on her cheeks. The feeling of Alex’s gentle fingers against her breasts makes Lucille push closer, putting a hand on the side of Alex’s forearm to hold a hand on the side of her breast. Alex can hear her breathe deeply as she starts pushing further and further. When Lucille gets so close as to feel Alex’s dick touch the insides of her thighs, as much as she wants to go even further it makes her realize just how close they are. Blushing deeply, Lucille immediately pulls away. “Ah, I’m sorry… Am I going too fast?” “No, no, you’re not, love.” Alex leans in for a kiss, planting their lips on Lucille’s cheek. “You really want me, do you?” “Oh my god I do.” Confirming her desire, Lucille folds her hands at her front, rubbing her thighs together out of a need for stimulation. Her face is red as a beet. “Please hurry up, I can’t wait any longer, I need to fuck you right now.” “Haha, okay, just give me a moment.” Reaching around Lucille to turn the water off, Alex can hear Lucille whimper as the hot water ceases to protect her bare skin from the cold air. They hang the body sponge up and grab a towel, wrapping it gently around the two of them and drying themselves off. Since the two horny, blushy partners had finished their shower, the sun had set and cast darkness across the room. When she turns the light back on, Lucille catches a glimpse of the puddle of her pee that she left behind a few minutes ago. “Mmm, we should clean that up,” she says as she undoes the towel from their bodies and lays it over the puddle, putting her hands on her hips in satisfaction for her attentiveness. “There we go. I hope it doesn’t damage the floor or-” “Hey, princess, let’s not worry about that right now.” As Lucille glances over at the source of the voice, they see their partner Alex sitting on the couch, patting the spot next to them with a gentle smile accentuated by their immaculate cheekbones. Their demure, twinkish body rests against the soft cushions, a body that reflect’s Alex’s gentle and effeminate yet strong and unyielding personality. Lucille loves running her hands down their body and feeling the different textures, feeling both soft cuddleable skin and dependable edges and contours. As Lucille turns towards her lover she puts her fingers together out of nervousness, averting her eyes in the most adorable way. Her datefriend takes a moment to take in the lovely sight of Lucille’s body, a stocky-yet-curvy form that’s so soft, Alex can easily press into her tummy or chest and feel so comfortable whenever they make out. Despite her chubby cheeks, her face is far from a babyface; it elegantly reflects happiness and emotion, and it is so goddamn kissable. When the princess sits down on the couch besides her consort, she nestles in even closer, letting their hips touch. Alex lays a hand on Lucille’s thighs as they look into eachother’s eyes, getting close enough to kiss eachother directly on the lips. Lucille pulls Alex back up into a stand, wanting to press her entire body into theirs just as she had done so earlier. She blushes and lets out a sigh when she feels Alex’s penis between her thighs, enjoying the way their expression contorts into one of primal love. Her hands on the small of Alex’s back, Lucille pulls Alex forward as far as she can and presses her thighs together, squeezing Alex’s dick in the soft fat of her thick thighs. Pressing a kiss to Alex’s lips, she does her best to slowly get them more and more excited until their tip begins to brush against her sensitive pussy. It’s wet, more than wet enough to comfortably smash, but Alex can tell Lucille will get herself pregnant if they don’t try and slow things down. “H- Hey, wait-” Alex splutters out. “I don’t even have a condom on, give me a moment.” Wrestling themself out of Lucille’s hormonal grip, Alex hurries over to their bedside table and digs a condom out of their drawer. Looking back as they put it on, they can see Lucille press her thighs together, clearly impatient, soon walking forward to take Alex in arms again as soon as she can. “Wow, you’re eager,” Alex jokes, smiling up at Lucille. “What, are you going to pin me to the wall?” “Oh hey, that’s a great idea!” Lucille says with a smile, pulling Alex aside to keep him trapped between the wall and her body. “Are you ready?” she asks with a devilish smirk. Alex can’t help but smile as their cheeks turn a deep red. “More than ready.” With the confirmation given, Lucille presses her soft body up against Alex, putting her hands on the sides of their cheeks and kissing feverishly. Her thighs again begin to squeeze their dick, feeling the tip brush against her sensitive pussy and wanting more. In return Alex places their hands on Lucille’s hips, feeling up the curves of her body and pulling her closer. Slowly but surely, Alex’s penis begins to part Lucille’s pussy and slide in, Lucille spreading her legs to try and push it in further. She starts to repeatedly push on their dick, slowly speeding up and pushing more and more often. “Just- Just like that,” Alex suddenly says, prompting Lucille to stay at her current pace and keep pumping. Hoping to help things along a little. Alex takes a hand and does their best to slide it between their bodies and touch Lucille’s clitoris. Emboldened by the extra stimulation, Lucille begins to pump with more strength, trying to maintain the same pace but with a bit more effort. She makes a soft noise with each pump as she makes out furiously with Alex, feeling their cock bring her closer and closer to the edge. Alex, likewise, grows closer to orgasm with every passing second. With a sudden thump, Lucille’s hand lands squarely on the drywall beside Alex’s head, forcing herself forward so Alex’s face ends up buried in her breasts. The feeling of her soft body and the pressure she’s putting on their dick finally pushes Alex over the edge, moaning into Lucille’s chest as they feel waves wash over them. It’s not long before Lucille reaches the same level, the overwhelming stimulation pushing her into a deep shuddering climax. As the two of them deflate, Alex almost falls over as they feel exhaustion wash over their body. “Ohhhhhh my god,” they splutter out, continuing to push a little but quickly slowing down to rest. “No more, no more… God, that… Ahhh…” Pulling their damp hand out from between their bodies, Alex can barely stand up. “That was amazing?” Lucille completes Alex’s statement as she holds onto her lover and gently carries them over to the couch, letting them rest. “That was amazing because you’re hot as shit and I love you?” “Yeah, something like that…” As Lucille smiles at her lover she realizes just how exhausted they are, letting out a soft giggle from how quickly they seem to fall asleep after sex. Grabbing a bunch of tissues off of the couchside cabinet, Lucille stands up and begins to clean up after the two of them. They sure made a big mess… Spending the next few minutes cleaning herself and her lover up, Lucille tosses all of the tissues and slumps tiredly against the couch, wrapping an arm around Alex’s shoulder. They look so peaceful… She really hopes they’ll get to do this again, all of it. Realizing she should probably get some rest herself, Lucille pulls a blanket up and over their bodies, laying down beside Alex and letting the two of them drift off into sleep.
  2. AMSGVBHJXBHCXBJH remember the last time I posted a fic here? NOT MEEEEEE I'm probably going to write more with these two, but I don't have a good idea for what to do next time right now. I'll have to think on it. Until then, enjoy the gaybies (gay babies) I changed the character's names last-minute, so if something from the original names bleeds through then that's my fault LMAO. also, if you want to skip the sex, stop reading when Lucille and Alex re-enter the bathroom. There will be a little bit more pee at the very end, so feel free to skip to the end. ----------------------------------------- Even as a wave of tension washes up Lucille’s body, she can’t help but enjoy the feeling of languidly resting her head on Alex’s left thigh. Try as she might, Lucille can’t focus on the pair’s TV show at all, a silly cartoon movie about trying to keep the aliens from destroying the power of love or something. The kind of show Lucille would normally love, completely interrupted by an intense nagging need she’s incapable of meeting. The two of them had recently gotten back from a date at the park, where they sat and shared a kiss under the setting sun. Lucille had surprised her partner Alex with a lovely home-cooked picnic dinner, including handmade turkey sandwiches and juicy oranges. Lucille ended up drinking a lot of water during the trip, though, partially at Alex’s insistence because they had walked all the way there in relatively warm weather, and needed to walk home after. Lucille definitely got more than a little pent-up over that time, with no failure to notice from Alex. Having rested their hand across their girlfriend’s tension-filled waist as they walked, Alex looks over at Lucille with a look of love and slight concern. “Are you ok, charm?” they ask, their voice quiet and gentle. “Yeah, I’m fine.” Lucille looks up at Alex, her cheeks lightly flushed. “I just really have to pee? I probably should have gone when I left… nothing to worry about.” “Ahhh, I understand.” Alex reaches down to kiss Lucille on the cheek, briefly looking to each side to make sure nobody’s around that could listen in on their conversation. The sidewalk is pretty empty, thankfully. “Well, you’re a good little princess, you can hold it, right?” The use of the word “princess” makes Lucille’s heart skip a beat. “Mm… but I have to go really badly,” she pleads, looking up at Alex with her beautiful brown eyes. “Do I really have to hold it?” “Yes, you do,” Alex coos at Lucille. “You wanted to watch Lovely Heart Starry Knights when we got home, right? You wouldn’t want to miss any of it, would you?” “Ahhhh, no…” Lucille admits. “But why can’t I… uhm…” She looks over at Alex, blushing as she gazes into their eyes. Lucille loves the way Alex looks at her like that, the way they find her absolutely gorgeous. “N- never mind… I’ll hold it all in.” “Good girl.” Alex reaches down to kiss Lucille on the cheek. “You know I love you, Lucille my lovely little charm?” “I… yes, I do…” Together like that, the two of them traveled back to Alex’s place, a small townhouse/apartment fusion of sorts. It’s quiet and somewhat secluded, a perfect place to lazily cuddle after a date. Alex had turned on the movie while sitting down on the couch, while Lucille had sat down on the floor next to them, reaching an arm up and over Alex’s slim, slightly bony leg to drape herself over them. Her other hand reaches down between her legs, gently cradling her full bladder out of instinct, as her eyes are drawn mournfully towards the door to a bathroom she’s not allowed to use. The sensation is pervasive, overwhelming, but… not unpleasant. Suddenly, Lucille feels a hand travel over to the back of her head, gently rubbing and scratching her scalp, running fingers through her frizzy hair. Alex gives their girlfriend gentle pets, giggling as she blushes and leans her head into their touches. “Are you okay, love?” They ask. “Can I get a stoplight?” “Green.” Lucille immediately answers as she begins to climb up onto the couch, wrapping her arms around Alex’s waist and nestling in close enough to smell them. Their hair has a lovely smoky hint that she can’t get enough of, the way it reminds her of their silliness, their intelligence, the way they make Lucille feel so spoiled. “I really love you…” “I love you too, charm.” Alex can smell Lucille’s hair, too; it’s sweet, and reminds them of times listening to her ramble on about things she really cares about, and the way her eyes light up when she gets really passionate about something. It makes them blush slightly… The feeling of Lucille’s buxom chest pressing against their arm makes Alex blush a little more than slightly. They feel so lucky to have a big titty nerd gf. “Are you enjoying the movie?” “I am… but I can hardly focus on it.” Lucille shoves her left hand deeper between her thighs, bouncing exaggeratedly to convey her need. Alex can’t help but look lustfully at the way Lucille’s thick thighs curve and smush around her wrist, accentuated by her form-fitting dress pants. “Please, Alex, can I go pee? I really, really have to go,” Lucille pleads, looking up at Alex with her big, glistening eyes, begging even as she already knows the answer. “No, charm, you can’t.” Alex rests a hand gently on Lucille’s chubby cheek. “You’re a big princess, okay? Princesses can hold their pee even when it gets really hard.” “Y-You’re only saying that because you like seeing me like this!” Lucille protests, her voice turning a little uppity. “I bet if you could make me hold my pee for the rest of my life, you would.” “Maybe,” Alex admits, giggling a little. “But I know you like it when I call you a good little princess.” Opening her mouth in reply, Lucille tries to rebut Alex, but closes it soon after, averting her eyes to avoid feeling so flustered. In reply, Alex turns Lucille’s head with their hands, forcing her to look them in the eyes; her cheeks grow a darker shade of red as she’s forced to look. “Besides, I wonder if you like being like this, too? I wonder if you like being a pretty princess who loves to hold in aaaaall of her pee.” Alex can tell just by looking into Lucille’s eyes that she’s absolutely devastated inside; indeed, Lucille’s heart is fluttering like a butterfly, and she’s audibly stammering trying to reply. “I- I- uh-” She squirms a little when her full bladder reminds her of her needs, pressing her thighs tightly together for a moment. “C- Can we just kiss already???” Still holding onto Lucille’s cheeks, Alex brings her face close to theirs. “Of course, charm,” they say, right as they slowly push their lips forward to meet hers. Lucille closes her eyes tight as she does her best to hold onto her bladder even as Alex brings her forward, humming into Alex’s lovely lips. With their one free hand, Lucille slips her fingers under the hem of Alex’s tank top, slowly pulling it up and over their body; They briefly pull away long enough for Lucille to pull it off of their head, revealing a chest that had been ever-so-slightly grown by Alex’s microdoses of estradiol. As soon as Alex’s top is lifted off of their body, they reach forward with both hands towards the button at the top of Lucille’s blouse, undoing each of her buttons neatly in turn and watching as the blouse parts to reveal her sports bra underneath. Lucille shrugs her blouse off as all of the buttons become undone; it falls into a puddle at her hips, which is soon lifted away and tossed onto the floor. Soon after, Alex’s hands reach forward again, undoing the front-clasp of Lucille’s sports bra. Her ample chest pops out, easily catching Alex’s lustful eye. Lucille averts her eyes again, turning to face a little closer towards Alex. She can’t turn much farther without spreading her legs, which is not an option right now, but Alex helps her bring herself to lean forward on them. Supporting their girlfriend with one hand by holding onto the bottom of her back, Alex runs the other across Lucille’s chest as the two of them feverishly make out again, soon running down to Lucille’s soft sides to gently massage them, feeling the tension deep within Lucille’s muscles, the way she’s blocked from relaxing into Alex’s body by an ocean of pee begging to be released. Twelve or so seconds pass before Alex pulls their lips away, resting their forehead on Lucille’s and looking into her eyes. The orange light of the setting sun reflects off of Lucille’s eyes, casting their gorgeous brown color with a bit of a golden hue. The two are silent and at peace, each one simply staring into the other, Alex raising another hand to lay a finger on Lucille’s cheek. They can hear each other breathing, smell each other's hair. All of a sudden, Alex pulls away for a moment. “Excuse me, I’m sorry to interrupt, I just need to use the bathroom real quick.” They hop off of the couch and make a beeline for the bathroom, the same one Lucille passed by on the way to the couch. Lucille stands up in a hurry, clearly upset with this development. “H-hey-” She complains, stopped briefly by her full bladder sending a wave of tension up her body. “I- How come you’re allowed to pee??” “Simple, charm. Princesses hold in their pee, they don’t need toilets.” Alex lets Lucille follow behind as they walk into the bathroom and stand in front of the toilet, looking back and smirking at the way that Lucille grimaces with frustration. “I’m not a princess, though.” A sound rings out through the building, the sound of a stream loudly hitting the surface of the water in a toilet bowl, amplified by the toilet’s reflective ceramic walls and cup shape. The cacophony is torture to Lucille, who hums and holds herself tightly, stepping back and forth with each knee slowly bobbing up and down. “Alex, you’re so- Ugh!” She briefly crosses her legs, right leg swinging around the left, before uncrossing them to rub her thighs tightly together and bounce up and down. Everything is visible to Alex in the mirror. Even as her bladder sends torrents of neurotransmitters and electric signals up her nerves, screaming about how overwhelmingly full it is, Lucille can’t help but look forward towards her datefriend and blush deeply as she thinks about what they’re doing. As hard as it is to walk with a hand cradling her bladder, Lucille manages to stumble over and press up against Alex’s back, doing her best to tear her left hand out from between her legs to wrap both arms around Alex’s waist. Bouncing up and down behind Alex, Lucille breathes heavily and lustfully as she trails her hands down Alex’s body, causing them to gasp in shock. “Charmmm, stop it, I’ll make a mess-” Lucille refuses to listen, running a hand further down to take Alex’s hands in her own. Before long, Lucille’s grasped onto her datefriend’s penis, feeling their warm pee flow through it. However, Lucille breaks Alex’s expectations by slowing down from there, simply laying small kisses on the back of Alex’s neck as she aims for them. Alex can tell Lucille’s not experienced with aiming on account of not having a penis of her own, as she fails to take into account that she’s doing a very good job at stimulating Alex, not to mention her tense, shuddery body struggles to keep Alex’s penis steady. Before long, though, Alex’s stream peters to a stop, with only a little bit having splashed on the seat. Alex readjusts their skirt to cover themselves back up, turning around to rest in Lucille’s arms. Lucille gasps at the way they fall into her body, briefly struggling to hold their weight. They walk out of the bathroom together, Lucille struggling to hold Alex steady and maintain her overfull bladder at the same time; eventually, Alex takes over, holding Lucille steady. The two of them walk back to the living room, bathing in the romantic atmosphere cast by the sun. By the time the two of them arrive, it’s clear to Alex that Lucille’s reached the absolute peak of her desperation. Both hands are constantly buried into her crotch as she rubs her thighs together tightly, knees knocking against each other as they bend back and forth. Lucille’s expression reflects the urgency of her need; the girl has gotten teary-eyed, a wavery hum softly sounding from her nose as a tear escapes her eye and rolls gently down her cheek. Alex only stands in shock, enamored by the beauty of their girlfriend and the extent of their need. “A- Alex, I-” Lucille forces out, looking up at Alex as if begging. “I… I don’t know how much longer I can hold it-” Her words are interrupted by the occasional hum and sob breaking through, making it hard to interpret her words. “It’s only been an hour and I’m already about to, to… I’m sorry, Alex-” “Hey, shhh, shh shh.” Alex can tell that Lucille’s tears are from more than just the overwhelming pressure between her legs; there’s an emotional hint to them. They walk around Lucille to give her a hug from behind, pressing a kiss to the back of her neck. “It’s okay, charm, I… I guess I should ask for a stoplight, huh?” “Y- yellow.” Lucille chokes out. “It’s just…” She tries to slow down a little, control her breathing, think through her emotions. “I was just worried that I wouldn’t be able to… I guess… I really love the way you talk to me like this, and I know how much you love this too. I really don’t wanna disappoint you…” “Huh? Disappoint you? Lucille, you’re…” Alex walks around to face Lucille from the front, putting a hand under her chin to raise her eyes up to meet their own. Lucille resists, though, keeping her eyes shut. “Look at me, charm.” Obeying the gentle but firm command, Lucille opens her eyes to look into Alex’s, as hard as it is. “You’ve never disappointed me, Lucille. You’re beautiful, intelligent, powerful… I know I’ve told you I like seeing people hold their pee for hours at a time, but everything I love about you is so much more powerful than that.” “Ahhh… I’m sorry…” “Don’t say sorry, charm. I love you so much.” Alex reaches down to give Lucille a big kiss on the lips. “Besides, do you have any idea how hot you’re being right now? The most beautiful girl in the world, letting her bladder fill to its absolute brim for me. I feel so incredibly lucky right now.” “Mmm.” Lucille averts her eyes again, blushing. “I’m the most beautiful girl in… Mmn-” Suddenly, Lucille pushes as hard as she can, freezing in position and clenching her tired muscles as hard as she can. “A-Alex, I just peed a little-” she says, immediately going right back to fidgeting. “Oh?” Alex blushes curiously, a smirk forming on their face. They walk around behind Lucille again and squat down to look closely at the seat of her dress pants; they can see a wet patch, flowing along the curves of her ass and thighs. It’s probably about the size of a softball. “My, what a naughty princess you’ve been, Lucille.” They stand up, wrapping their arms around Lucille from behind and spooning her from a standing position. “You’ve not been doing a good job at controlling yourself, have you charm?” “N- no… I havent… I’m a bad princess, I’m really sorry…” Lucille is audibly panting, her pelvic floor muscles about ready to give out. “Please, please let me go pee, I… I don’t wanna have an accident-” “You know, why do we call it an accident anyway?” Alex brings their lips close to Lucille’s ear, their voice growing quiet and whispery to avoid overwhelming her. “But that doesn’t matter. You’ve been a lovely princess, holding in all her pee as long as she can. I know you loved it, too. Doesn’t the pressure feel good?” “It- it does…” Lucille nods her head. It’s… Intense, nagging, but not painful. It’s almost gentle, pleasant. She loves it. “It feels so good.” “Well, you’ve worked very hard, Lucille. You keep fighting until the bitter end.” Alex trails their hands slowly across Lucille’s tummy, one stopping at the front of her hips. The other runs a finger across her butt, slipping under to gently touch the spot between her legs, pushing Lucille’s forceful hand out of the way. They take a brief moment to feel around. “I think you’ve earned it after all this time.” Feeling a finger pressing on her vulva through her pants, Lucille blushes deeply as a soft hum rings through her nose. She balls her fists in front of her, relying only on her pelvic floor to hold it all in. “St-stoooop, Alex, I… I’m gonna pee.” She tries to squirm, but bound by Alex’s arms it’s not easy. Alex’s finger begins to softly rub, a gentle pressure applied to Lucille’s tired pussy. They don’t feel any additional fabric under the dress pants… “Ooh, no panties, huh?” They push further up and up, eventually reaching Lucille’s clitoris and focusing on that spot, reveling in the way that Lucille shudders under their touch. “I thought that was what you wanted, charm?” Alex whispers before pressing a long kiss to her neck. “It’s what you’ve been begging for, what you deserve.” “Uhhhn… Yes, it is…” Lucille’s voice is breathy, lustful. “I want it so badly…” “Well, it’s your lucky day, because it’s what I’m going to give you, little princess. Just relax and imagine warm ocean waves for me, okay?” Suddenly, Lucille feels Alex’s left hand press down on the bottom of her tummy, right against her bladder. She cries out at the intense pressure inside her, hammering against her pelvic floor muscles, doing her absolute best to hold the flood back; yet, Alex’s touches send relaxing waves up her body, making it even harder to hold on. All Lucille wants to do is relax, give into the pressure and ride the waves. Before long, she can’t hold herself back from doing so; in that moment, the dam finally shatters. The feeling of a hot stream bursting out from Lucille’s vulva fills her with ecstasy; she can feel the pressure inside her bladder push out at an amazing rate, resulting in an intense feeling of relief. The hot pee runs and drips between Alex’s fingers, running down her thick thighs and through the fabric of her dress pants. The feeling is so intense it makes Lucille moan, a quiet shuddery moan of deep, visceral pleasure. Alex smiles, briefly taking a moment to suck on the top of Lucille’s shoulder and leave a small kiss. “Gooooood girl,” they whisper, pulling their hand away from Lucille’s tummy to let her continue on her own; it will take quite a while for her bladder to empty, and continuing to squeeze it will just hurt. “Doesn’t it feel good? It’s what you deserve, princess. You’ve held it all in so long… worked so hard, been so good for me…” Lucille’s head falls to the side to nestle into Alex’s, face red as a beet. “Ahhhhnnnn… it doooooooeees…” Her fists unball themselves, palms resting gently against her thighs and feeling the warm liquid run under her fingers. The feeling is so intense, it nearly makes her fall over, Alex having to grasp firmly onto her chest to keep her steady. As Alex places their hand over Lucille’s chest, they can feel it softly rising and falling, her heart pounding from excitement. Without thinking, the hand travels further up her chest to gently hold onto her bosom, the other still sitting between her legs and gently stroking her tired, pouring pussy. The liquid adds a bit of smoothness, making it easy to press on Lucille’s body without worrying about scratching her or making her chafe. “Oh my gosh, charm, look at how much you’re pouring out… You must have really been holding in a lot, huh? It must feel so satisfying.” Reaching down to press their lips to the side of Lucille’s neck, Alex begins to suck and softly bite on her skin, letting her rest for the next half-minute while they leave their mark of love, continuing to stroke Lucille while letting her rest. By the time Alex pulls their lips away, Lucille’s about done peeing; after one last bit of flow, the stream peters to a stop, continuing to dribble for a few more seconds. “Do you feel better, love?” Alex asks with a loving tone, speaking softly into their girlfriend’s ear. “Nnnnmmm. Yeah. I feel so… empty. Almost airy.” Lucille admits, softly breathing their words out. “I, uh,” she says, opening her eyes to look over towards Alex; she can see their gentle expression out of the corner of her eye. “I came, too…” she whispers, blushing deeply as she speaks. Wanting to look their girlfriend in the eyes, Alex walks around Lucille to look at her from in front, each hand trailing up to her hips. Lucille begins to sway her hips from side to side, an instinctive movement triggered by Alex’s hand placement. “Mmmmm,” Alex hums. “You’re a naughty little princess; you loved the way I touched you, didn’t you? You deserve it, though, and you still deserve more.” “Ahhhhh, Are we-” Lucille asks, beginning to stammer. She averts her eyes, trying to look down and away from Alex’s loving gaze; in doing so, she catches a glimpse of the state she rendered her pants in, instinctively stepping back to examine the damage. The insides of her thighs are completely soaked, her pants saturated all the way down to her feet. “Oh, god, I made such a big mess… I even got your skirt wet!” “You see all that? That was all inside you, charm. You held so much in.” Alex reaches forward to give Lucille a soft smooch on the lips. “Let’s go get you cleaned up, love,” they say as they begin to lead Lucille over to the bathroom with a hand in her back pocket, the same one where Alex had previously tormented Lucille by letting her watch them pee. When Lucille catches a glimpse of herself in the mirror, she gets a much better look of her pee-soaked pants; the inner half of her big thighs are completely saturated, the wet fabric sticking to her skin. She twirls around to inspect the damage from the back; the backs of her thighs are even more soaked, the wet patch having extended nearly across the entire back half. “Mmm, kinda makes my ass look nice,” Lucille comments with a giggle, sticking her butt out towards Alex. “Doesn’t it? Like, the way it seems to curve around the bottom?” When Lucille spins back around to face Alex, she isn’t expecting them to suddenly reach forward and start to kiss her feverishly. The smooch catches her off guard and makes her jump, but she easily leans forward into it, placing her hands around Alex’s skinny, smooth waist. She can feel that they’re still quite excited, so to say, their penis beginning to make itself obvious. Her hand, clearly being directed by her ovaries rather than her brain, trails down Alex’s body and slides under the hem of their skirt. “H- Hey, not so fast, charm…” Alex protests. “We should really get cleaned up first… Remember the last time we tried shower sex?” “Oh, uh, yeah…” Lucille recalls the event. It wasn’t as hot in real life as they thought it would be. “Ahhh, you’re right… It would probably be hotter when we’re clean, anyway. I’m sorry, you’re just…” Letting her head fall onto the top of Alex’s chest, Lucille sighs lustfully. “You’re just… so goddamn hot.” “Oh, believe me, princess, you have no idea how badly I want to fuck you right now.” Alex admits, chuckling along as they reach a hand up to lift away Lucille’s coke-bottle glasses, setting them gently on the counter. They can’t help but giggle a little at how it takes Lucille’s eyes a moment to adjust. “But it’s more fun if we draw it out. I can bring us a little closer, though.” As Alex speaks, looking directly into Lucille’s eyes, they trail their hands down Lucille’s sides, squatting down to undo the button on the front of their saturated pants. When Alex pulls down their girlfriend’s pants all the way, they look up at their now-naked girlfriend. Lucille had demurely covered herself, nervous about showing her body even to someone like Alex. “You don’t have to hide yourself, love,” they say, standing up to meet her eye-to-eye again. “I-I know, but…” Lucille begins to return the favor, slipping her thumbs under the waistband of Alex’s skirt and boxers. “God, I don’t even know… hold on just a moment.” Squatting down to help her reach all the way down Alex’s lanky legs, Lucille pulls the skirt down, getting startled when Alex’s still-hard penis pops out. “Jeez, you’re excited huh?” “Maybe I am, love. Maybe I am.” Alex steps out of the puddle of clothes left at their feet, pulling out of Lucille’s arms to start the water in the shower. “Now let’s hurry up so we can fuck each other’s brains out.” The two of them step into the warm cascading water of the shower, taking each other in arms while they let it wash over them. Like before, Alex puts their hands on Lucille’s hips, encouraging her to sway side to side and sort of dance with her partner. “I already showered earlier today for our date, did you too?” “I did. I think we can get away with just a quick soaping down.” “Yeah, you’re right.” Lucille grabs a body sponge, squirts some soap into it and begins to lovingly scrub Alex down, especially around their legs where Lucille had accidentally peed on them. “Hey, so…” Lucille begins, “I know this is my first time trying something like this with you… What was the part that you liked the most? I know I don’t have a super big bladder that can hold in like a gallon or anything, and I know that’s one thing you said you thought was hot… And I figured you liked making me wet my pants, just because of the way you reacted. But… it’s not a kink I’m super knowledgeable about. Is there something else you’d like to try next time?” Pulling the sponge back up their body as they finish scrubbing down Alex, the lovey-dovey couple looks each other in the eyes. “Really, there’s a ton of stuff we could try… Sometime, we could try having sex while you’re still holding it. Some people like watersports, where someone actually just pees on someone… I know I’m the one who asked about the idea, but truthfully, I’m about as dazzled by the possibilities as you are.” “Hah… Some of those ideas do sound kind of hot. I’ll have to think about it another time… Just promise me we’ll do this again, okay?” Alex begins to scrub Lucille down in turn; Lucille kicks out a leg to give Alex easy access to it. “I… every time you told me to be a good little princess, and to keep holding it in for you, I felt my heart flutter. It… I really love that you think of me like that. It makes me feel better about myself.” “Of course, Lucille. You deserve to feel wonderful about yourself, because you are wonderful.” Alex stands back up, pressing their forehead to Lucille’s. “You’re the most wonderful girl in the world.” “Aaaahh… You’re wonderful too…” Lucille speaks quietly, softly pushing her body up against Alex’s as if by instinct. When she realizes she’s doing this, she pulls away a little, more than a little embarrassed. “O-Ohhh my god, I’m sorry, I just. I can’t wait any longer, I need to fuck you now.” “Oh, wow, such confidence.” Alex exclaims, embracing Lucille. “Alright, sweetie, I won’t make you wait any longer.” Reaching a hand out to hang up the body sponge and turn off the water, Alex makes a mental note to continue rinsing out the sponge once they’re done banging. The two help eachother dry off and leave the bathroom, stepping over everyone’s damp clothes. When they step out of the bathroom, they can tell that the sun has already set, the room having gotten dark. Alex flips on the lights, noticing the puddle of Lucille’s pee still sitting on the tiled floor. “We should… probably clean that up,” begins Lucille as she presses her towel into the puddle. “Like, will it damage the floor if we leave it or…” “Hey, princess, I don’t think you need to worry about that.” Alex’s voice comes from the couch; they had snuck over to sit down on it, patting the spot at their side. It’s easy to see the way their demure, twinkish body rests against the couch, a body that seems to reflect Alex’s personality of someone who’s gentle and effeminate yet strong. The hardness of their bones might turn some people off, but Lucille loves the difference in textures across their body, how she can run a hand and feel both soft cuddleable skin and firm, dependable edges and contours. “Just lay the towel down and come sit with me,” they say, their gentle smile accentuated by their immaculate cheekbones. Immediately, Lucille blushes and presses her fingers together as she drops her towel on the puddle, pushing herself back up into a stand. Her datefriend takes the moment to drink in the sight of her figure as she nervously walks forward; they’ve always loved the way her stocky-yet-curvy form gives her a wonderful curve to her hips, and how her tummy and chest are so soft that Alex can easily press into them when making out with her. Despite her chubby and very kissable cheeks, her face is far from a babyface; it’s elegant, full of happiness, vibrance, emotion. When the princess sits down on the couch beside her monarch, she nestles in even closer, letting their hips touch. Alex lays a hand on Lucille’s thigh as they look into eachother’s eyes, but Lucille accelerates a bit faster than they do, confidently reaching out to lay her gentle fingers on Alex’s firmly erect dick. She stares intently into Alex’s eyes, watching with amusement as their expression contorts into one of deep, primal pleasure. Starting to stroke harder, Lucille takes joy in metaphorically wrapping Alex around her finger while she literally wraps her fingers around Alex. “W-wait, Lucille, slow down-” Alex gets out, somewhat panting from the stimulation; they can see as Lucille pouts, but obediently slows the pace on her gentle touches. “One orgasm just isn’t enough for you, Lucille, huh? You really need my body that bad?” “Mmmm. I do.” Lucille whispers, bouncing a little with arousal. “I need it, right now.” “Well, then you better not jump the gun or you won’t get to ride me, charm.” Alex shuffles their body around to lay their arms over Lucille’s shoulders, loving the tender closeness that comes with eye contact. “Besides, at least let me tease you too,” they say, reaching a hand down to press gently against Lucille’s vulva in turn. It’s wet, more than wet enough to comfortably smash. Breathing sharply through her teeth, Lucille feels herself melt a little into Alex’s fingers. She grabs their waist, her legs wrapped around them, as she pushes them down onto their back. She presses her lips against Alex’s, letting them mack each other as they feel eachother up. Alex sloppily reaches over to grab a condom from the drawer, hastily unwrapping it while they try and keep Lucille from sliding her datefriend right on in. “Oh my god, so needy.” Lucille pulls away a bit from smooching to let Alex talk. “Guilty as charged.” she says, giggling. “Ready?” “More than ready.” With Alex’s confirmation in mind, Lucille slowly begins to rub herself against the tip of Alex’s cock, softly exhaling as she feels it part her body. She opens her eyes to take in Alex’s expression as she begins to fuck them, watching them gently close their eyes in pleasure. Over the next few seconds, they slowly accelerate until Alex sputters out “Just like that,” in between heavy breaths. Unable to resist any longer, Alex reaches a hand up to pull their girlfriends’ head towards their own, kissing deeply and unapologetically as Lucille continues to pleasure herself on Alex’s cock. Hoping to help things along a little, Alex reaches a hand between their bodies and places their finger right on Lucille’s clitoris, gently pressing on it and rubbing the tip of their finger up against it. They can feel their own penis right next door, almost poking themselves with their fingernail. Emboldened by the extra stimulation, Lucille begins to push harder and harder, more and more energy being put behind each thrust of her hips. She makes a soft noise with each push, humming through her nose as she makes out furiously with Alex, feeling herself teetering closer and closer towards the edge. Alex, likewise, is beginning to grow closer and closer towards orgasm with each passing second. Suddenly, Lucille’s voice rings out through the room. “A-Alex… Am I a naughty princess? Tell me I’m a naughty princess!” “Y-You’re…” Alex does their best to speak in-between pants and smooches. “You’re such a naughty princess, Lucille!” “That’s right! I’m a naughty princess who’s going to… to fuck your brains out! So you better… Nnnnhh…” In-between Lucille’s hot breath, the feeling of her soft body against Alex’s, and the pressure she’s putting on their dick, Alex begins to reach their limit, softly panting as they teeter over the edge of a climax. Eventually, with one more strong push from Lucille, Alex is shoved over the edge and feels waves rush over them as they cum inside their princess. They let out a long soft moan, deflating underneath their lovely girlfriend. It’s not long before Lucille reaches the same level, the overwhelming stimulation pushing her over the edge into a deep, shuddering climax. “Ooohhhhh my god,” Alex splutters out, continuing to push a little but quickly slowing down in pace. “No more, no more, God, that…” Pulling their dampened hand out from underneath Lucille’s body, Alex wraps both arms around Lucille and lies there unmoving as they pant like a dog. “That was amazing?” Lucille completes Alex’s statement, the tension draining out of her body as she slumps forward and rests into Alex’s body. “That was amazing, because you’re hot as shit and I love you?” “Yeah, something like that…” “God, I’m sorry, just, please tell me we’ll do this again sometime.” Lucille pleads, as the air surges in and out of her lungs. “All of this, it was so satisfying from beginning to end. “Even just… can we please fuck each other this hard again sometime?” “We can, we can, I promise you, charm…” Staring back at Lucille, Alex takes a moment to appreciate Lucille’s gorgeous afterglow. “Just let me sleep for like, three years first.” As Lucille looks down at the beautiful and handsome Alex, seeing the way they’re absolutely knocked out, makes Lucille softly giggle. “Heehee, okay. I always forget how people like you get so sleepy after you cum, it always throws me off a little…” “It’s cause it makes our brains release, uh… Sleep hormones, or something…” “Hah, okay, whatever, cutie.” Lucille reaches forward to kiss Alex on the forehead. “I forgive you for your transgressions of having a body.” With a bit of a groan, Lucille pulls herself off of Alex’s body and stands up, hopping onto her feet. She grabs a box of tissues and pulls the condom off, cleaning up after herself before she quickly disposes of the used condom. Suddenly, Lucille remembers something. “Hey… Alex, I’m supposed to pee after sex or something, aren’t I? It’ll help me not get an infection?” “Uhh… Yeah? Something like that.” “Well… Wanna watch me pee on that towel I laid down earlier?” “Oh my god, how are you still raring to go?” Alex asks, pushing themself up into a sitting position so they can watch. “Yes, obviously, because you’re naked and gorgeous and I love watching you pee.” Lucille is already standing on the towel, a finger raised up to her lips to nervously bite; She’s averting her eyes, confident enough to make the offer but apparently still shy enough to feel flustered when Alex looks at her naked body. “I’m sooooorry, I just… want you to keep looking at me that way, you know.” “Lucille…” Alex stands up to walk over to Lucille, once again taking their lover in arms. They can feel Lucille begin to sway her hips side to side, like a kind of romantic slow-dance. “You know I look at you that way any chance I can. Are you worried about something? Are you okay?” “Y-Yeah, I…” Lucille smiles. “I dunno. Sorry for thinking too hard… Hey, you know… maybe we could record it?” “Huh? Record what?” “Me peeing on the towel, silly. That way, you can watch it when you’re feeling playful again. How’s that sound?” “…” Alex stares for a minute, softly blushing. “Let me get my phone,” they say, rushing off to another room and coming back a second later with a cellphone. They sit down on the couch and pull up their camera app, pointing it at Lucille who still stands on the towel. “Uh… Let me know when you’re ready!” “I’m already recording, love.” Oh, haha. Lucille blushes a little as she thinks about how Alex will inevitably watch this in the future, and maybe even jack off to it. “Oh, I didn’t realize, hah…” She spreads her legs, each foot at each end of the towel, letting her pussy hang out in the open air. “Hi, future Alex, if you’re watching this make sure to ask to fuck me later!” Alright. It’s not a toilet, but… just relax. Think of warm ocean waves. Lucille lets her left hand fall to the side, the other still being softly nibbled upon out of nervousness. She feels herself relaxing as a stream bursts forth and soaks into the towel, shooting right down between her thick thighs. It’s not as relieving or ecstatic as when she peed her pants earlier, but it still feels relaxing enough to make Lucille let out a breath she didn’t realize she was holding. She covers her mouth with her fingers and looks demurely at the camera, trying to stifle a giggle. “Hah, you naughty girl.” Alex coos, looking up at their partner. “You just go whereeever you want to, don’t you?” “Maybe. It certainly feels naughty…” Her bladder already having been mostly emptied, the stream peters to a stop. “Well, see you later, future Alex,” she says, prompting Alex to turn the camera off. They reach out to put the camera on the counter as Lucille walks over to sit down on Alex’s lap, wrapping her arms around them and nestling into their slender body. “Hi, present Alex.” “Hi, present Lucille” Alex remarks, reaching forward to plant a kiss on Lucille’s cheek. Lucille returns it, pressing one to both of Alex’s cheekbones and smiling at them. Suddenly, Alex’s attention is drawn to the TV. It hadn’t been turned off since they stopped watching, and had lost all track of the plot of their animes. “You know, I’m not sure we ever watched Lovely Heart Starry Knights in the first place. Wanna start over from the beginning?” Lucille ponders for a moment. She’s seen it a hundred times, but Alex hasn’t, and she really wants to see how Alex reacts to the sick action scenes. “You know what? Yeah, let’s start over,” she says as she reaches for a blanket to pull over the two of them.
  3. My first story, featuring a long-term m/m relationship where one partner introduces his secret bladder control kink and the other decides to humor him for their anniversary, but finds he enjoys it more than he thought. I liked playing with these characters and trying to make sure they were plausible as fem-leaning middle class millennial guys. This is an endurance story, with all the delicious drawn-out suffering that entails. I chose a hold length of 9-12 hours that would be agonizing for an untrained person, but also within the realm of reality. There is some sex in this, but it's not described as vividly as the desperation. ______ As promised, the LGBTQIA+ art history exhibit at the Newsome Gallery was unsuitable for visitors under the age of 18. “I feel like we’re the least kinky gays who ever lived,” Jack mused as he looked up at the Tom of Finland print on the wall, which depicted beefy park rangers having a four-way at a highway rest area. Jack was slender guy, just past 30. He had warm brown eyes and a debonair hairstyle with a side part. His nose was long for his face and crooked, which made him look gawky, but his smile more than made up for it in the eyes of his husband, Leo, who stood beside him. Leo was a little older, a little stouter, and a lot blonder. He had a mustache. “I see it as my mission in life to bring them back,” he would tell people with regard to the mustache, to Jack’s good-natured annoyance. “Nonsense. You can’t compare us to,” Leo gestured at the beefiest and most generously endowed park ranger, “the seventies!” “I’m not talking about the seventies. I’m talking about our friends. Bo and Tim just opened their relationship and started going to steam rooms, and they won’t shut up about it. They’re probably laughing at us behind our backs for being so vanilla. We have zero kinks put together.” “Well, I wouldn’t say zero kinks,” Leo mumbled, low, and then stopped himself. Jack turned to him, eyes wide, mouth open: “oh my God, do you have a kink?” he whispered, teasing. Leo stammered. “Oh my God, you have a kink. You totally have a kink. I can see the kinkiness in your eyes.” “It was a joke. I was kidding.” “Don’t lie to me, kinkster! What is it? Bondage, spanking, 1970s park rangers?” “Honey, we’re in public.” “Yeah, in public looking at porn.” “Did you ever think Tom of Finland helped promote unrealistic male body standards that plague the gay community to this day?” “Don’t change the subject.” They heard a yelp behind them: “Leo, it’s you! And you brought Jack!” It was Ramona, Leo’s mohawked friend from the upholstery studio where he worked. She promptly swept them up in an arty conversation about the unique ways various lesbian painters utilized space, which Jack, a CPA by trade, couldn’t quite follow. She would end up luring them to a remarkable tiny Jamaican restaurant between a boxing gym and a rail yard, where she regaled them with funny stories about her ex-girlfriend who tried to keep koi in the bathtub. The strange conversation under the Tom of Finland print receded to the back of Jack and Leo’s minds as they dug into escabeche and basked in Ramona’s boisterous energy. It was dark before they started for home. ____ As Jack was driving home along back roads that evening, something nagged at him. He turned to Leo in the passenger’s seat. “What was that kink you mentioned at the gallery? I’m still dying to know.” Silence. “Come on, just between you and me.” “I told you that was a joke.” “It doubt it. You had a weaselly look on your face.” “Uh…” “Well? Spill it, Jill. We’re married!” he couldn’t help but laugh. “I do have a kink. A secret kink. It’s my deepest, darkest secret. I let it slip. You got me,” Leo confessed. “Is this kink, whatever it is, really your deepest, darkest secret?” Jack was becoming concerned. What could this possibly be about? “Kind of.” “What is it? What on earth are you into that it’s your deepest, darkest secret?” Jack’s mind crowded with alarming possibilities. Nazi uniforms. Bugchasing. Whatever it was called when people liked car crashes. “Well…um…it’s called omorashi.” Omorashi. It sounded Japanese. What kind of depravity was Leo into that had a Japanese name? Jack didn’t want to stereotype, but when it came to fetishes, everyone knew about the Japanese. “What’s omorashi?” he asked, with increasing trepidation. “Well, it has to do with…bladder control.” “Watersports?” Watersports was Leo’s deepest, darkest secret? Really? That was one of the most basic fetishes out there. “Not really. Watersports is about, you know, pissing on people. What I like is seeing a man, a grown man, desperate to pee. Like, he has to hold his pee as long as he can for some reason, and I get to watch him, you know, try to hold it in. Sometimes just knowing he has a full bladder. Knowing he’s been holding it for a long time, or drank a lot, or both, and he’s bursting.” He paused. “I really like the squirming.” “The pee dance is your kink?” Jack tried not to sound judgmental, and in truth he wasn’t. Leo got off on seeing a guy do the pee dance. It was eccentric, certainly, even a little funny, but there were so many worse things people were into. “Basically, yes.” “Do you like to watch guys actually, you know, pee?” “If they really need to go, yeah. Last Christmas, I was in the bathroom at the airport and I could hear a guy at the next urinal, behind the partition, who maybe didn’t get to go on the plane and had a lot to drink. He…took a long time and had a strong stream and I couldn’t stop thinking about…” he trailed off. “What if they don’t make it and wet their pants? Does that ruin it for you?” “No. That can be fun, too. Wetting, I mean. I was at a straight bar in college one time with Samantha - you remember Samantha? The place was full of frat guys. It was game day and I saw…” he trailed off again. Jack could sense that it wasn’t just embarrassment that made him clam up. He couldn’t even talk about this omorashi thing without getting turned on. He had a personal spank bank full of memories of random guys he’d seen in public who needed a piss. After three years together and a year of marriage, Jack was only now finding this out. Jack was silent for a moment. “I bet you think I’m disgusting. I should have never told you,” Leo said. “No, not at all, sweetie! It’s not, like, a bad kink, unless you’re kidnapping people and forcing them to wet their pants for you in your basement or something. It’s just different. It’s different enough that I have to think about it, you know. I’m not mad at you for having a little kink,” Jack replied. “You’re really not mad?” “No.” Leo visibly relaxed in his seat. “Maybe if I’d known, I wouldn’t have ducked into that smelly cubbyhole of a bathroom before I left the restaurant. Maybe I would have given you a little show on the way home.” “Really?” “Maaaaaaaybe.” Leo laughed, but there was an edge to it. Anxiety, or desire. Later that night, Leo overcame his embarrassment enough to show Jack some videos. They were cell phone videos of men in nondescript apartments, testing the limits of their bladders and then wetting their underwear. Jack observed how much Leo’s eyes focused on the stuff before the actual pissing. He got off on seeing guys do the pee dance, all right. “It’s slim pickings if you’re into male desperation more than female. If you want to see women wet their pants, there’s a big studio in Japan that makes professional videos. Japanese businessmen love nothing better than seeing a 25-year-old actress wet a schoolgirl uniform,” Leo said. “How did you even find this?” “I’ve…always liked it, since I was a kid. Since before I knew what it was.” “Wow.” “I know, I know.” “Can I ask you something?” “Okay.” “Remember the time when we were first dating and we went to Vegas? I drank a ton of coke because it was hot, remember? And when we got out on the interstate and I had to pee really bad and there wasn’t a rest stop for miles?” “Yeah,” Leo averted his eyes and blushed bright red. “I had to take a risk and piss on the side of the road while you watched for the highway patrol…” “Yeah.” “And when we got to the hotel you were so horny you practically tackled me? And we almost missed Alexis Mateo? Was that because…” “…Yeah.” “I had no idea.” “I’m sorry. I wasn’t about to turn to you in the car and say, ‘could you hold on a little longer? Your awkward situation is really getting my motor running.’ I was so embarrassed.” “I forgive you.” “Thanks for being understanding.” “Would you like it if I held my pee for you sometime? On purpose?” “You would do that?” “It’s not a problem for me. Our anniversary is in a few days, after all. It’ll be like an anniversary present.” An anniversary present for $0.00. Jack felt like a genius. “That would be,” Leo swallowed hard, “incredible. Just incredible.” “Is there any particular fantasy you have for me and my, um, bladder?” Leo’s eyes lit up. _______ Leo made a note of the time. It was 8:29 on the morning of their anniversary when Jack finished his before-work pee. Well, this is the last time I’m allowed to go before I get home from work, he thought. He’d had a cup of coffee and an 8 oz. glass of orange juice with toast for breakfast. He hoped that fluid had had time to make it through him in the past 45 minutes. Leo wanted him to hold it all day at work, drinking the normal amount of fluids, and come home to him with a nice full bladder. The time aspect seemed to excite him. “Just thinking about you slowly getting desperate at work, having to act professional when you’ve been holding it for hours and hours, not being able to sit still at your desk,” he had rhapsodized. Leo himself would be at home all day, having rearranged his schedule at the upholstery studio. When Jack got home, he would be given permission to go to the bathroom, but only if Leo could watch. Needless to say, neither of their mothers would be hearing about this particular anniversary gift. Jack would have to say he got Leo a tie or something. “Are you sure you want to do this?” Leo asked as Jack stepped out the door in his slim fit pressed khakis, brown oxfords and belt, light blue button-down shirt, and tasteful dark blue linen sport coat. “I’m a big boy,” Jack said, kissing him goodbye, “I can hold it.” _____ TO BE CONTINUED...
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