Male Pee Desperation Omorashi Bundle #1

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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? Language: English Words: 69,148 Chapters: 99/100 Comments: 192 Kudos: 750 Bookmarks: 36 Hits: 38,759 Damien was horrified at the way Sol begged to him; the frantic pleading in his eyes, the horrible fear on his face. Damien didn't care if Sol soaked his pants - he just wanted his boyfriend to be happy. But he knew, right now, that if Sol wet himself, it was going to be a long road to getting Sol to smile ever again. He wasn't sure why, but he knew his boyfriend, and he knew that Sol needed to get to a bathroom fast. Sol shook his head in exasperation, and Damien hooked his hand into Sol's. The two of them had been dating for almost a year now, and Sol didn't know what he would do without Damien. He himself had always had a sort of negative, boring outlook on life, but Damien was like energy and sunshine and flowers all wrapped in a happy little bundle. He loved Damian for that. For bringing some light into his life. Unfortunately. Language: English Words: 3,509 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 9 Kudos: 111 Bookmarks: 13 Hits: 2,947

Yeah, yeah, sure." Damien's face was crumpled with worry. "You sure you're alright though? It's not an ulcer or anything, right? Want pain meds? I have Advil. I always bring Advil-" Anne got very possessive and territorial during rut. This meant she was marking everything obsessively. She was worried what might happen since they were both Alphas sharing the same living space during. Would they fight? Would Anne see Sasha as a competitor or mate? Language: English Words: 21,489 Chapters: 5/5 Comments: 11 Kudos: 179 Bookmarks: 18 Hits: 11,749

What can I say, It's what I love.

Sol!" Damien laughingly threw himself at his lean boyfriend, wrapping his arms around Sol's torso. "Hey, baby, how you doing?" When they arrived to Damien's apartment, Damien lifted the boy bridal style and carried him to his empty bed. Getting a pair of his old sweatpants, he carefully peeled down Sol's jeans and boxers. He knew Sol would be embarrassed about it later, but he didn't want the jeans to chafe Sol's legs, so he carefully replaced Sol's pants and boxers with his own pair. They were a bit loose around Sol's waist, but Damien could careless. 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. The drive was painful for Damien. His whole body had clenched up, and nausea had crept up to his throat. He had never seen his boyfriend that way before. He'd never seen Sol lose himself like that, and he'd never seen Sol call himself those awful names. Was wetting himself really that big of a deal? Damien didn't think it was. He really didn't. Yeah, it was a bit unusual, but he knew he would never judge Sol because of a mere wetting. No!" Sol gasped out. "No, please, don't." He couldn't go to the ER. He didn't want to prolong relief longer than he had to.

He gave a longing glance at the toilets as he rushed past. But that would just have to wait a little longer. There were bound to be toilets on the plane. Unlike the damn train, which much to his horror, hadn't featured any such facilities. The slow jog he had fallen into to reach his destination in time, did nothing to improve his mood or his condition. He felt like he might loose it at any moment. 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 love you," Damien said, peppering Sol's tear-streaked face with kisses. "I love you, please. Please don't say you're gross." Sol bent forward, eyes filling with tears. Why were they stopping? There was no rest stop here. Why had they stopped? Why wasn't the car moving, dammit? Sol just nodded, still frozen with fear. He removed his hand once more, but was forced to rub his legs together desperately as he was pulled along by Damien. As they left the room, his bladder once more squeezed, as if asking, We're leaving without using a bathroom? Sol just told it to shut up, moaned softly, and let himself be dragged outside of the pizza place. The sky had darkened across the city, stripping the light blue to a mix of oranges and pinks.

Then, thankfully, the plane finally started to move. The thought of the delightful relief he would experience in a few minutes caused him to lose his concentration for a second and to his utter and complete horror he felt a small spurt of piss escape into his pants. He shut it down forcefully. This was not happening. He was a grown-up. Grown-ups didn't pee themselves. Especially not on planes. He hated himself at that moment. For being gay, for having a small bladder, for being so stupid as to let it get this bad. Damien pulled apart immediately. Concern colored his face. "You okay?" he asked. "Did I like...hurt you somehow?"Niall frowned. “I need you for the rest of this mission. It’s not like I don’t have to go too.” Language: English Words: 31,264 Chapters: 10/10 Comments: 31 Kudos: 332 Bookmarks: 16 Hits: 58,509 When Seungmin texted them that morning that he'd be domming for once, Jisung, Felix and Hyunjin were expecting him to be very shy and confused, asking lots of questions on how to play it out. After all, he was their goody two-shoes sub. Sorry, mate, how much longer will you be?" There was a definite pleading tone to his voice, but he didn't care about that either. He just needed to pee. There was no answer from inside the toilet. He stopped a stewardess on the way by. Finally, the elevator came and we both went in. There was nobody else. I pressed the 10 button and the girl pressed the 12 button with a faint and somewhat nervous smile. The elevator started, smooth as usual. But suddenly, between the 5th and the 6th floor, there was a shaking and the elevator suddenly stopped in between the floors. There was still electric light inside the elevator, so it cannot have been a complete power failure, but there was obviously some problem. 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.