Male Pee Desperation Omorashi Bundle #1

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He focussed all of his mind, all of his will power and stopping the flow. He managed to restrain it to spurts, but that was all. He was about to lose it completely and there was nowhere to go. He closed the bottle again, so at least he wouldn't add the liquid in there to the mess that was about to unfold itself. At least his pants were still almost dry. Which couldn't be said for the floor. Having the pre-flight jitters?", he heard a friendly voice from next to him. He turned to actually look at the guy sitting next to him for the first time. He's actually quite attractive, all lean muscle and broad shoulders, with just a hint of scruff on his cheek. Exactly his type, to be precise. Fantastic. Not only was he going to pee his pants on a flight, he was going to do it next too a gorgeous guy. When he was just a few meters away from the bathroom, he almost had an accident. His brain got ahead of him and he imagined the blessed relief again. He had to use his hand to clamp down on the flow threatening to spill out. He looked like a four-year-old who really needed to pee, but it was still better than the alternative, which would have been to actually pee himself.

Thirty minutes later, they still hadn't moved and Ben was beside himself with worry. He was teetering closer and closer to the edge of losing control. He knew he was fighting a losing battle. If only he knew how long he still had to wait. If he knew there would be relief in 15 minutes, he could make it. But what if they didn't move for another hour? What if they didn't move for another two hours? When he stood, he had a horrifying moment when he thought he would not be able to walk to the toilets. He bent over slightly, cursing silently. He was in plain view again, which meant he also couldn't use his hand anymore. He started to move slowly, focussing on maintaining control. It was not so far, he could make it. I need to piss, okay!" Ben shouted, than cringed as some passengers in a nearby waiting area turned in their direction. "Now can I get on the damn plane, please?" He wasn't proud of the actual pleading tone in his voice, but God he needed a bathroom now. I can top that one! When I was at school we had one lad wet himself during one of the GCSE exams, believe it or not. He'd been in the same class as me throughout secondary school so I knew him quite well and although he wasn't an out-going bloke, he wasn't particularly shy either. I never really did know what happened but we were all sitting in the hall taking the exam and he was a couple of desks in front of me and suddenly there was this weird splattering noise and he was sitting there going in his pants!! I don't like how this has become such a social taboo, if you're in pain and there's no toilet around, release your bladder, stop conforming with stupid "rules" that society sets.We are having a little technical problem, sir. It is not possible to use the restroom at this moment." On the last day of school before exams, Taruto decides to have as much fun with Pudding as possible. Series Pantalone would never admit to it, but his heart raced whenever he heard Dottore squirm on the bed for the first time, whenever the mattress creaked, signaling that the Doctor has changed his position again. The first sharp breath of sudden desperation was music to Pantalone’s ears, and as Dottore’s breathing became heavier and faster with the time passing, Pantalone could barely focus on anything else. Surely, that must have been his over-active imagination, creating nightmare scenarios. Surely, she had not just said what he thought she said. It's 99% descriptions of holding and desperation. Language: English Words: 1,804 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 8 Kudos: 292 Bookmarks: 11 Hits: 5,568

It's not that sort of drinking game." Grantaire sat across the table in his apartment, arms folded lazily behind his head. "It's, well...it's really more of a desperation game." Language: English Words: 2,896 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 4 Kudos: 168 Bookmarks: 13 Hits: 8,664 He reached his row and of course it's a window seat, which meant he had to awkwardly squeeze past the guy sitting next to him. Thankfully, it's only two seats on each side, the plane being rather on the small side. Cas looks down through teary eyes to see a tiny drop escape the plug. “W-what?” He asks, confusion written across his face. He made the last few meters and gripped the handle. The door wouldn't open. It was like a nightmare come true. He moved the handle several more times, unable to accept this cruel turn of fate. Surely, there hadn't been anybody leaving their seat to use the bathroom before him, had there? He couldn't recall seeing anyone. Then again, he had been quite busy trying not to piss himself.

He turned a corner and saw the final upward climb leading to the plane's entrance. He could see a stewardess waiting at the top and he reluctantly let go of himself and tried to straighten out his gait a little. Oh God, this was torture. After what seemed like an eternity he arrived at the top, greeting the stewardess with a pained smile. Posts must include some level of creative work. Captions should be original and tailored to the images they describe. Short, overly-generic, or repetitive captions may be removed. Sasha thought she could control her instincts around Anne while she was in heat. That was before she realized what Anne was like in rut. Ben wished that he actually was trapped inside. This couldn't be happening. He'd never heard of such a thing before. Was she making this up? No, he was getting paranoid. But he just needed to pee and now there was literally nowhere to go. or; Billy's gotta go. Steve's not gonna let him. Language: English Words: 9,158 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 44 Kudos: 245 Bookmarks: 34 Hits: 4,572