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oh fuck fuck i peed oh god it felt so good fuck i wanna pee so much more i wanna pee more i have to hold it though fuck i need to pee that was so little
i peed for five seconds, literally pulled up the stopwatch app on my phone to make sure i was counting right, and i peed as hard and as much as i could but it still felt like a drop in the bucket compared to the ocean still left inside, i wanna keep peeing
You’d know it’d be a shame if someone were to tie your hands up and spread your legs while your bladder is full so you’d have no way of holding yourself.
And it’d be a shame if someone teased and pressed down on your bladder until you pissed yourself.
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Really in the mood to make someone hold until they are crying and whining as it's forcefully coming out on its own
just letting my mind wander and my brain thought of this: there’s a line in the men’s room at an event, and one of the guys ahead of you is so desperate he’s bent over. his buddy is next to him with a hand on his back. they’re a little ways back from the front of the line. the line moves forward but this guy can’t seem to move. he’s squeezing his penis hard through is pants, his face contorted in agony. his friend tugs gently at his arm. “C'mon man you’re almost there…” the desperate guy shuffles forward without separating his legs.
a couple moments pass and you hear the desperate guy whisper to his friend, “i can’t hold it, dude. it’s starting to come out.” his friend glances down at him, then toward the front of the line. they’re only three people away. as the guy at the front of the line is about to step up to a urinal, the friend asks, “hey, can we please cut ahead of you?” he gestures at his struggling friend and the slowly leaking penis clutched through the fabric of his pants. the guy at the front of the line hesitates, but proceeds to the urinal. the friend turns to the next guy in line. “please,” he says. “he’s starting to have an accident.”
blessedly, that guy waves them forward. the desperate guy lags behind even as his friend tries to pull him forward. the friend scans the line of urinals, trying to predict which one will open up next. finally, a man on the far right zips up and moves toward the sinks.
“c'mon,” the friend says, practically dragging the desperate guy along. “just a couple-”
“god, no. NO! I’M PISSING!” the desperate guy cries out, stopping dead in his tracks only steps from then open urinal, his legs twisted desperately against each other. a dark spot emerges on his pants from under his tightly gripped hands. he let’s out a sob of defeat.
his friend looks back, his eyes wide with surprise. instantly his hands are at the guy’s fly, shoving the futilely clutching hands out of the way and unfastening the button and zipper. another spurt darkens the fabric of the guy’s pants, this time creeping down his thigh in a hot stream.
“I can’t hold it,” the desperate guy sobs, truly crying now. “I’m peeing. I’m sorry…” he gives in. the hiss of pee flooding into his pants is audible even from where you are standing in line. his leg is dark to the knee, and some pee drips from his bent knee onto the floor.
with deft fingers, his friend grabs the guy’s penis inside his pants and works it free from his boxers. piss streams from the tip and sprays wildly as he pulls it free into the open air. urine splatters onto the floor, and a couple guys at nearby urinals try to move away even as they are releasing their own pee.
“come on,” the friend urges, pulling the guy forward by his shoulder and his forcefully peeing penis. as they stride through the puddle of pee he’s made on the floor, the friend tries to aim the stream into the urinal which causes some to splash back in all directions until they’re close enough that he can point his friend’s penis at the drain.
you watch, mesmerized, as the guy pees. both of their shoes are wet with urine and tears are still streaming down the guy’s face that’s now red with embarrassment. his friend reaches up and wipes the tears from the guy’s cheek, still carefuly aiming the steady stream down. he rubs the guy’s back as he continues to go.
two more people step up to the urinals, relieve themselves, and move to the sinks before the guy finally stops peeing. the urinal next to them frees up, and you stride toward it, fishing your own penis free of your pants as you step carefully over the puddle that crept along the tiles. you relax and start to piss as you watch them from the corner of your eye.
the friend gives the penis in his hand a gentle squeeze and shake, then carefully tucks it away into the guy’s pants.
finally, the guy seems to come out of his trance, and with shaking hands he buttons and zips his pee-saturated pants. “I… I just wet my pants,” he says, astonished, staring down at the pee stain that’s crept even further down his leg.
“hey, it’s okay,” his friends says, placing a hand on his friend’s chest. “it happens.” he coaxes his friend over to the sink where he gives him a handful of paper towels.
you finish relieving yourself and head over to wash your hands. the guy is dabbing uselessly at his wet pants. you can see he’s near tears again as his friend takes more paper towels over to mop up the puddle of urine they created on the floor.
getting a drink at the mall and starting to need a wee, only to find the bathroom line is just....really long. no problem, it's fine- it's not that far home. except...after a while walking doesn't really help me hold it anymore: now its making it harder. it's fine, i can make it home.... leaking a bit at first doesn't bother me tooo much- it's just a little leak, it's fine, itdoesn't show.....except- the leaksjust don't stop. and i still have to go so bad- i realise if i dont hold myself im going to have an accident. im squirming down the street- and under my hand, i can feel warmth. and wetness. that isn't good. it's ok, i'm nearly home- -another leak, this one is big enough that im not sure my hand still covers up my wet patch- -im clenching, trying to holditholditholdit....and then suddenly its like all my muscles are numb. im still holding- but im weeing too and i can't stop- i manage to stop after a moment but... my pants are....really wet. the wetness doesnt help me hold it at all. im having an accident. i leak again as i fumble for my key- but im in, im home, i- i'm weeing again. there's a puddle on the mat. my housemate steps into the hall and sees me, teary eyed and shaky and looks confused for a second....before she notices the wetness on my jeans and her faces goes all soft and sympathetic. 'did you- ah-?' 'y-yeah' 'its ok' and we both try not to notice the fact that the puddle is still growing underneath me
this mixed with the fake pee?? 😵💫
Picture this.
You, sitting on the toilet. Begging to pee. You could if you wanted to, you're naked on a toilet! But you're a good boy and you're listening to me..... listening to me say that I have to pee just as bad as you do. I stand in front of you, squirming and dancing until I can't hold it. I straddle your lap, facing you, and start peeing all over you and into the toilet. I moan. I tell you it feels so fucking good. You feel my warm pee cover you, your own piss begging to be released. But you're not allowed. Such a good listener you are.
Password: wetmessboy
This was intended just to be a wetting video but in the middle of it I got the urge to poop, so I just did it.
YES.
denying bathroom privileges is good and all but I prefer when there’s a reason behind it… stuff like “no, you were a brat earlier, so you can’t use the toilet” or “you can hold it longer, maybe that will teach you to be patient and not whine next time we’re in a line”
just. making someone hold as a funishment… and when they start to leak and sink to their knees as they wet themselves just going “well, I hope that taught you a lesson”
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck i can't why am I doing this I can't fuck
My pants are a mess. Went both ways in them. Actual accidents. Or half accident for the front way, full accident on the other one... I actually have a photo but don't know if I should post it.
Idk if i'm comfortable doing it.
Well. I learned three things today.
• I actually still can hold my pee, even if I thought I couldn't do it properly anymore.
• I hate when I have to hold my pee next to someone.
• My underwear is pretty absorbent.
I want to be cuffed and being told to hold it... Would be so fucking good...
Anyway I don't have anybody so that'll wait
Does it count as an accident if I really really tried to hold it but peed while I was taking a bath
You guys should send me videos/gifs of water. Like flowing water. The only messages I'll tolerate for now
Hello everyone! I am a young 22 year old ABDL in training! Don't hesitate to come and chat with me😊. I'm looking for people to play together remotely (with challenges to complete, for example). Enjoy your wet life 😇🍼