Lesson learned: always pee before class starts

[luke468 79]

This happened several years ago when I was 19 and in my second year of college. I was in a 200+ person organic chemistry lecture and I always got a large coffee before class. Typically I'd stop by the bathroom before class started since it was an hour and a half long, but I was running late today and wanted to get a seat near the front. Plus, I didn't need to piss too bad and could certainly hold it until after class. I didn't account for the half of the coffee I drank on my way or the other half I was about to polish off in the first part of class. 

 

After 20 or so minutes of note taking, the fullness in my bladder got harder to ignore and the belt buckle pressing into me wasn't helping. I considered getting up to go pee but with a test coming up, I couldn't afford to miss any information. I repositioned my belt buckle and continued to try to ignore my rapidly filling bladder. I continued to listen and copy molecular structures from the board trying to distract myself. 15 minutes later my bladder was begging me to empty it. My penis started to tingle and stiffen up a bit as it usually does when I'm starting to get desperate. I repositioned my semi, gave it a little squeeze, and tried to tune back in to the lecture. Every few minutes I would get a wave of desperation and have to clench my muscles hard to keep from leaking, and it was working thus far. I was at the halfway mark in class and was going to try to hold it until class was over until a sudden urgent need to piss hit me like a freight train. Before I could even think to clench my muscles tighter, I felt a few drops leak into my shaft. My hand instinctively shot down to pinch the tip of my penis but it was too late. I felt the little spot of warm wetness on my boxer briefs cradle the head of my dick as I continued to pinch it, waiting for this wave of desperation to pass. After I gained control, I realized I was going to have to go relieve my aching bladder if I wanted to keep my jeans dry. Just as I was about to get up to go, the professor informed us that the next reaction we were about to discuss would be on our test. "Fuck," I thought to myself. "I can't miss this." I casually adjusted myself, making sure to give my tip a quick little massage before I started copying from the board again. 

 

A few minutes later I could barely stay still. I tried not to squirm too much but my bladder was bursting. I didn't want to draw attention to my rapidly worsening predicament but I felt my muscles start to weaken. I once again felt that familiar tingle in my dick letting me know I need to piss NOW. A few more drops leaked into my underwear and I felt the damp spot in my boxer briefs grow a little bigger. Once I start leaking, losing total control usually isn't far behind. If I didn't get up to go I was going to piss my pants. I gave my dick one final reassuring squeeze before getting up and shimmying from the middle of the row to the aisle. I clenched my muscles as hard as I could while I tried to free myself from the small, packed aisle but my foot got caught on some girl's bookbag. I dribbled again as I tried to regain my balance. All I could think about was how good it was going to feel to pull out my aching member and unleash the torrent of piss I was desperately try to keep in my bladder. Right as I stepped into the aisle I was hit with another extreme wave of desperation followed by a strong spurt of pee into my already damp underwear. I knew I needed to grab my penis to stop the flow but I couldn't do that in front of the whole class. I walked quickly towards the back classroom door shaking as I tried to stop what felt like 2 liters of pee from drenching my pants. Despite my best efforts, I dribbled a little more every few steps. "Come on Luke, hold it. Only one more minute and you can piss," I thought to myself. Feeling the wetness of my boxer briefs clinging to my nuts as I walked made me realize how much I had leaked. As soon as I got out the door and out of eyesight, my hand shot down to grab my still dribbling penis as I bent over and crossed my legs. I felt a wet patch on my jeans but I finally gained control again. Good thing I wore dark jeans that day. Luckily the hallway was empty and I sprinted towards the bathroom still gripping my penis like a little boy as I tried not to wet my pants entirely. I rounded the corner and saw the sign for the men's room but my bladder got overexcited with anticipation of relief. With every step a little spurt shot out of my dick as the wet spot grew under my hand. "Fuck fuck I'm wetting my pants!" As soon as I grabbed the bathroom door handle the anticipation  was too much and I just couldn't hold it anymore. I started pissing full force into my jeans, fumbling with the button with one hand and death gripping my pissing dick with the other as I ran up to the urinal. After a few seconds of pee dancing in front of the urinal trying to slow the flow and unfasten my jeans as pee ran down my legs, I gave up and pulled my wet pants and underwear down to my ankles and aimed my spraying dick. I moaned with relief as I gushed piss into the urinal. Fortunately nobody else was in the bathroom to see my hardening dick spraying while my wet jeans and underwear were at my ankles.

 

By the time the flow started to slow into a gentle trickle, I was painfully hard. I started to slide my foreskin back and forth across my sensitive tip as the last bit of pee emptied from my bladder. I looked down at my piss soaked jeans to assess the damage while I stroked my now throbbing dick. "Fuck how am I going to go back to class after wetting my pants??" I decided to wait in the bathroom until after class got out to get my bag to minimize the number of people who could see my wet jeans. The pulsing feeling in my dick quickly pulled me back to reality as I felt my balls starting to churn. I'd been stroking my dick for less than a minute but I started to feel an intense need to cum. Out of fear of getting caught mid-orgasm with my wet pants around my ankles, I pulled my jeans up and fastened them over the hypersensitive underside of my boner so I could walk to a stall. The slight bit of friction of the waistband rubbing my already pulsating member was enough to make my balls tighten as I walked into the stall. Almost as soon as I pulled my dick out again a wave of pleasure washed over me as my dick started to pump rope after rope of cum out. I collapsed onto the toilet after I finished cumming and waited it out until it felt safe to get my bag and head back to my dorm to shower.

[kilianj74 421]

Wow, such a hot story 😍

[DarknessIgnite 3]

Oh man that is hot. It’s a good thing you left the class when you did cause you really didn’t have any time left. 

[slothmallow 287]

After reading so many stories on here about people experiencing "latchkey" incontinence, I am forever grateful that that is not something that happens to me. Thanks for sharing your story, and I'm super happy for you that you didn't soak your jeans in front of your 200 person class! 

[StormyTempest 4]

A great retelling, and one that happens to hit a little bit close to home. I have honestly forgotten how many lectures I sat in absolutely bursting because i didn't use the loo beforehand.

[luke468 79]

On 2/17/2023 at 4:21 AM, StormyTempest said:

A great retelling, and one that happens to hit a little bit close to home. I have honestly forgotten how many lectures I sat in absolutely bursting because i didn't use the loo beforehand.

Same here. I've had many times where I'm having to squeeze my penis to hold it by the end of the lecture. 

[Guest omolass12]

This is my new favorite story

[ColorMeRoz 123]

Omg that was so hot!!!

[soggybottoms 16]

Awesome story! Did anyone see you afterward when you went to get your stuff from class, or did you get away unnoticed?