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I love omo bc it's literally so easy, like, just hold it?? If you don't have permission, you don't go. I don't understand how some of you struggle. Like?? I don't get how you're "desperate" and "need to go." Just hold it?? Do you guys have tiny bladders or something? Do your muscles not work? Just clench your bladder. Why are you using your hands? That's so weird. Stop doing that. You're only making it worse by acting so "desperate." Mind over matter, really.

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a guy who gets too pee shy to go in public. every time he goes out he knows to go to the bathroom beforehand cause he’ll be holding it until he gets home once he’s out. but now he’s out for dinner on a first date and they’re really hitting it off and yeah he peed before he left but now he’s had a few drinks and he can’t just tell his date that he needs to go home to use the bathroom.

so he holds it. he’s a grown up, he can do that. the problem is, now his date wants to hit the bar next door and they’re hitting it off so well he can’t just say no. so he doesn’t say no, he goes next door with them and the two sit at the bar together. he’s shaking his leg trying to hold it.

until he’s truly bursting. he excuses himself to the bathroom but of course when he gets there he just can’t go. he tries going in a stall to feel less exposed and maybe that’ll help him go but, of course, no luck. he sighs, zips up his pants, and goes back out, pretending he’s fine.

they’re getting touchy at the bar. his date is now suggesting they maybe go to the bathroom together, but not to pee. damn, how could he turn that down? damn, again, because now he’s desperate to pee and he’s horny. they go to the single bathroom together. it starts fine with some making out but it quickly starts picking up. his date’s hands are starting to trail down his face to his neck, then to his waist, then to his hips then—

“wait- wait!” he says. his date stops abruptly.

“i’m sorry, is this too much?” they ask, thinking they’re going too fast.

“no! no, not at all, it’s just…” he can’t say it. he shouldn’t say it. it’s too embarrassing.

“it’s just what?” the date asks. “is public sex not your thing? sorry, i just… i couldn’t help myself!”

he’s not sure how much longer he can help himself.

“i just-” he starts saying, but then he nearly lets a bit of pee out and if he kept talking he wouldn’t have been able to stop it from coming out.

“it’s ok, tell me.”

“i have to pee.”

“oh… didn’t you just go, like, 20 minutes ago?”

“well, actually… i get kind of…”

“are you pee shy?”

he feels his cheeks getting hot. in fact, everything feels hot. even his dick, which is still half stiff from the making out a minute ago. but he nods, specifically without saying a word because he’s so embarrassed, he’s not sure he could get a single word out.

“oh, baby, why did the you just say so?”

he shrugs.

“here, maybe i can help loosen you up…”

suddenly their lips are back together and his date’s hands are creeping down his chest. they push him against the wall and the kissing and touching is so good, he’s pretty much rock hard at this point.

now there’s a new problem: he’s getting a little too horny. if his date doesn’t relax he’s not gonna be able to hold back from finishing.

but now his date’s hand is rubbing down his crotch over his pants and he just can’t hold it anymore.

“i’m gonna— i, i um…” he’s about to cum, truly.

“it’s ok…” his date says.

so he does. he cums, hard, right in his pants. his body jolts and his date laughs, not at him, but just simply with pleasure. unfortunately, the sweet release of an orgasm took away the strength he had to hold back his bladder.

“oh no…” he sighs as it all comes rushing out.

he can’t stop once he’s started. he’s soaking his pants, one little line of pee turning into his entire pant leg completely drenched and the other leg slowly getting wetter too.

“i’m so sorry.” he sighs as he keeps releasing. “this is so embarrassing, oh my god.”

“no, it’s ok!” they reassure him. “it’s actually… kind of turning me on.”

he’s still letting out a heavy stream, a puddle forming at his feet. his head drops down in shame as he holds back tears. he feels like a big baby with a frown on his face.

then his date puts a finger on his chin to lift his head.

“don’t be sad, don’t you feel better?”

he nods his head with tears eyes as the stream finally starts to slow.

“see, no harm then!”

“you don’t think i’m weird? you don’t want to go tell all your friends that you went on a guy who can’t hold his pee?”

“well, as long as you don’t go to tell all your friends about how i wanna take you home and have hot sex because of it, then we’ll be good.” they smile.

he smiles, leaning in to kiss them again.

they hurry out of the bar as quick as possible to avoid too many stares at his soaked pants. they head back to his date’s house and his embarrassment is relieved when they act like a soft dom in the bedroom.

and when he has to go again during sex, they encourage him to just let go all over the sheets so they don’t have to stop for a single damn thing.

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Just had to quit my very first holding challenge because it became too much and my bladder started hurting and I just made it to the toilet. They had me fill up so much that I’m nervous it didn’t all come out the first time. My bladder muscles need a rest if I get the urge again I’m nervous I’m its just gonna all leak out 😵‍💫

-Saturn (🪐)

Awwe, you poor thing~ it's good that you let it out when it started hurting! Why not just relax and let it out? After all, you already held for so long...what's a little wet spot? 💕

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Get down on your knees. You're not peeing til I cum. I don't care that you just drank two liters of water, shush and put that mouth to work. Good boy.

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Massaging a full bladder nice and deep!! Hearing the wines and moans as you poke and prod at their budging bladder!!!! Squeeze it!! Slap it!!! Bop it!!!!

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sitting on your lap while you’re begging to go pee. no it’s okay, you can hold it ^_^

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people who have to pee really bad whenever they get nervous are soooo cute. like instead of butterflies in their stomach they just become acutely aware of their bladder lol. you can tell when they’re nervous about something because they start squirming seemingly out of nowhere… maybe the nerves don’t go away and their need gets worse and worse…

maybe they make it! or… more likely… they either wet due to the nerves or due to the relief of leaving the anxious situation… -w-

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Partial wetting scenarios

Where they made it to the toilet seconds too late and even though they made it, now they have a giant wet spot on the front of their pants that they can't hide.

Asking to tie someone's jacket/shirt around their waist so no one else sees it.

BIG WET SPOTS. When they held it so long they already soaked their pants down to their knees despite making it to a toilet.

Making it to a bathroom while they're already peeing their pants so they just sit down on the toilet with their pants still on and just continue peeing instead of trying to fight with their wet clothes.

Refusing to come out of the bathroom because they don't want anyone to know they had a tiny accident.

Crying in shame as soon as they realize their pants are noticably wet.

Wearing light colored pants that highlight their accident to everyone around them.

Realizing they're going to wet themselves anyway so they try to minimize the damage by spreading their legs or putting something between them.

Asking the person waiting for them outside if they could bring them a change of clothes.

Someone pointing it out by asking them what they spilled on their crotch. (Bonus if they jokingly ask if they pissed themselves)

Huge wet spots.

Starting to pee while waiting in line for the bathroom. (Bonus if someone in front of them lets them cut in line)

Someone reassuring them that it's okay and it's not that visible while walking in front of them.

Partially wetting the bed in their sleep only to wake up and try their best to make it to the toilet.

Someone scaring them as a joke and it causes them to pee a little in response.

I love traditional wetting fanfiction but I'm also a sucker for partial wetting too. Especially if it's in regards to someone who wouldn't likely ever have an accident.

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consider: character is desperate but also injured and has to hold still while someone patches them up. trying to hold it without moving too much. bonus points if the injury is somewhere near their bladder and the medic character needs to apply pressure.

someone write this plz

YES YES YES YES YES !!!!!!

this scenario is so so good, because it plays out soooo naturally - the character has an injury, and it's bad enough that it needs to be treated right away

which, of course, is unfortunate for our poor character, who, on one hand, recognizes that they need medical attention... however, on the other, far more pressing hand, they would far prefer waiting just a bit longer to receive it

even better is that if the injury looks bad enough (regardless if it actually is), no matter if the character decides to keep quiet about their predicament or if they gather their courage and tells their medic about what's wrong, they might not even be allowed to go

which is just 😫👌👌👌 so good!!

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this is a real omorashi story (18+ only!)

there was this kid austin that I dated on and off. we had a lot of sexual chemistry and always went back to hooking up for years after high school, even. he was a drummer with tan skin and long black hair.

when we started hooking up our senior year, we quickly discovered that we both had piss kinks. and so it began…

dirty texting led to pictures and video chatting, until finally, we decided to start holding at school together. we would hold it all day, and then go back to my house when school let out. my parents wouldn’t be home til a few hours later, so we’d go down to the basement, make out a ton, and wet our pants in front of each other.

this one time though, I’ll never forget...

we had decided to start holding the night before a school day, by texting each other to drink a full glass of water before bed, and then we could NOT PEE in the morning, just continue to hold it all day.

so we did. we both held it all day, texting each other each period to check in.

we went to a private school in a pretty rural area. I waited for him after school at “the spot” (this little creek just off school property, surrounded by trees and always deserted) in my school uniform: a white button-down shirt, a knee-length green skirt, white crew socks and black shoes. from there, we would walk no more than ten minutes to my house.

I was doing alright - only mildly desperate, as I chose not to drink that much of anything on this day to make it easier on myself… still though, I shifted from foot to foot as I waited for him, teased by the sound of the creek.

I was surprised as he suddenly hobbled over and threw his backpack down, huffing and puffing and swearing. he wore the guys’ version of our uniform: white shirt, green pants.

“fuck, I’m not gonna fucking make it. I barely made it through last period. FUCK. I am going to have to piss right here,” he said, frantically squeezing the head of his cock through his pants.

I watched him, intrigued. “aw, is it really that hard to hold it? you’re not gonna make it to my house?”

“no. fuck.” he took a moment to glance at me standing there pretty casually. “why aren’t you as desperate as me?? did you cheat?”

“no! I never peed today… I just… also haven’t really drank anything.”

“what!! no fair! I fucking drank soda and water all day, and last night - oh my god,” he moaned. his eyes got wide. he started frantically undoing his belt, his breath hitching. “oh my god, I’m already pissing. FUCK.”

I saw a shiny little dark patch quickly appear on his crotch. I felt myself get a little wet, imagining it spurting out…

“stop.” I told him, touching his arm while he still fumbled with his belt buckle.

he looked at me, with tears in his eyes, I swear. “what????” he demanded.

I quickly looked around to make sure there was still nobody in sight. nope, just trees.

I bit my lip and ran my hand down his arm, to his hand, to his crotch. I started gently stroking the fly of his pants.

he made an extremely hot guttural sound, like “nnnggghhhhhhhh” and closed his eyes.

I felt his warm crotch with the back and then front of my hand, rubbing up and down, harder, feeling his cock stiffen through his pants.

“ughh god… that’s really helping, actually.”

we caught each others’ eyes a moment and smiled. being hard always helped him hold longer…

…but how much longer?

we took a few steps over to a large tree.

I stood in front of him, his back pressed against the tree, my knee slightly between his legs.

my hand continued to fondle the front of his pants as he moaned softly. I looked down at that wet spot, which was still really small. for now.

“ugh, you’re making me wanna cum…”

I laughed softly and kept rubbing him. he grasped the back of my head and pulled me into a kiss, pushing his back against the tree and jerking his clothed dick into my hand more.

we kissed for like, ten seconds. then I started fumbling with the button of his pants. my knuckles must’ve pressed into his bladder a little, because he suddenly groaned desperately.

“ah, ah…” he broke the kiss and hissed through his teeth, as I felt a little warm pee leak into his pants… into my hand. it was just enough to soak the fabric and widen the diameter of that wet spot. my eyes widened in amazement, suddenly feeling a little wetness of my own slip into my panties.

he panted. “fuck. I can’t hold anymore. I’m going to fucking piss my pants right here.”

“really? you’re going to pee in your pants, you can’t hold it?” I asked sympathetically.

“no I can’t fucking hold it.”

“you’re sooo desperate to pee, it just wants to burst out of your cock right now?”

“yes - AH - fuck -”

he looked down at his pants. I followed his gaze. a skinny dark stain was appearing all down his left leg, and I could just barely hear a faint hissing sound.

I watched in awe for about three seconds, before whispering close to his ear, “okay, stop. get control now, you can do it.”

he closed his eyes and gulped. I saw the veins in his neck bulge as he prayed to the heavens to gain control. fuck, he looked hot.

and gain control, he did.

panting, he rolled his eyes to the back of his head and furrowed his brow. my hand was still there on his cock, slightly wetter than before, but I confirmed he had stopped the leak.

…for now.

“good job.” I said. but I knew his bladder ached. he had so much more left inside.

I went back to fiddling with his button fly, but then had a better idea.

I stepped about three feet away and stood in front of him. "keep holding and do what I say. okay?"

“huh??” he groaned.

“unzip your pants.”

he stared at me. his hands went gingerly to his zipper, and he slowly undid it.

“fuuuuck,” he breathed, rolling his eyes. this simple motion, unzipping his pants, sent all the more TIME TO PEE signals to his brain.

he squeezed his eyes shut and grabbed himself with both hands through his light grey boxer briefs as he impatiently awaited my next command. he pressed his legs together, hips shaking side to side quickly.

“okay, now what??” he whined.

I smiled, absolutely fucking loving this, staring at his hands firmly grasping that tantalizing bulge in his soaked underwear.

"now what?” he repeated, impatiently.

"what, you still have more pee? but you leaked so much already, just look at your pants…"

"PLEASE, I have to piss - fuck - ah- I'm going to really explode in about five seconds,” he spat, his hands never leaving his cock, the veins in his arms bulging.

"take it out and put your hands behind your head.”

he looked at me desperately. “babe, I - I can't let go of my dick, it's all gonna come out."

"you can do it. take your cock out and let me see it. put your hands behind your head. and do not lose control."

he shook his head desperately. “I can't babe, I can't, fuck… oh god!" he squeezed his eyes closed and gripped his penis hard, and I watched with delight as another spurt escaped him. the spurt was so strong, it shot right through the light-colored boxer briefs and made a little arc through the air.

he gasped and palmed his cock with both hands, more pee shooting up onto his shirt, out to the sides, onto his pants, as he desperately trying to regain control. he reached inside his boxers and threw his head back, starting to jack his dick.

"what are you doing?"

"I'm sorry, it helps me hold it… you know that…"

"is your cock hard? are you actually turned on by this?? you're turned on by having to pee so badly?"

"…..yes, I love it…" he said, continuing to jack it in front of me.

"you like feeling so full of piss? and then not going to a toilet, but just holding it? holding it until you're so desperate, that you start leaking in your underwear?"

"…yeah, I, ah-"

"you like losing control? wetting yourself?? you like having accidents, don't you? but they're not accidents are they, they're on purpose?”

he rubbed his dick to my filthy talk, which was still hidden by the soaked fabric of his boxer briefs. "…yes, I like it…" he gasped.

"let me see it."

he pulled the boxer briefs down finally, tucking the waistband under his balls, showing me that glorious wet cock. it was hard and weeping. he kept stroking it.

“OKAY now, stop. fucking. jacking off."

"if I stop, I'm going to lose control. I’m gonna pee,” he whimpered, fully stroking his erect cock, so much liquid still pressing inside of him.

"stop touching yourself right now."

he stopped the motion, but kept squeezing his dick, his eyes squeezed shut.

"let go of your cock and put your hands behind your head.”

he whimpered, really whimpered, but obeyed my command. his hard, glistening dick now hung half-hard in the cool air, peeking outside of his unzipped pants.

it was a real sight, him leaning against that tree, totally flustered, hair a mess, dark piss patches marking his shirt and pants. his dick hung there, twitching weakly, as he panted.

he looked right into my eyes. "I have so much more piss inside me, you have no idea. please… please let me pee…”

"keep holding it," I said, crossing my arms and staring at him.

he made a sobbing sound and his dick twitched heavenly. he stared up at the trees and mouthed ‘fuck.’

I stared at his beautiful genitals, intrigued by them, so different than my own. I bit my lip and reached up my knee-length skirt. my panties were hot and damp, and I gently rubbed myself as I stared at him.

he noticed me. through shuddering breaths, he said “you like what you see?”

“just focus on holding it,” I commanded him. but I lifted my skirt slowly, showing him my damp white panties. and through my intense arousal, I felt my own desperation grow.

"dear god…" he said at the sight of me, and started to lowering his hands from behind his head.

"don't you dare touch yourself," I spat. "put your hands back behind your head and hold them there."

he pressed his lips together and lifted his hands to grab the back of his head again, squeezing his eyes shut. but I noticed a little weak piss mixed with precum dribble out of the end of his gorgeous penis.

"oh no, are you leaking a little bit?"

"mm-hmm…" he moaned frantically, another larger dribble leaking out.

then another. he panted and gulped. "fuck, I can't, I - UGH - "

both our mouths both dropped open as a hard stream of piss shot out of him, across the distance between us, and jetted against my midsection, soaking my shirt and skirt. I stepped to the side and watched it continue to shoot out, creating a huge arc and loudly landing on the leaves several feet away.

“FUCK - I can’t - I can't stop it, ah - I'm peeing - ah"

I stepped over to him. I placed my hand on his cock and gently held it for him.

"nnnngyesssss…" he said, the hard stream of piss still hissing out.

I held his cock with one hand and dared my other one to palm the head, feeling that hot piss shoot into my hand and allowing it to splash out to the sides, up and down, onto both our clothes, the ground, everywhere…

fifteen seconds passed, and I couldn't believe he was still pissing. hard.

"wow. can you get control now for me?"

"nghhh…" he moaned, and started hitching his breath. i felt his dick flex. the stream slowed, stopped and started a couple of times, and then he had regained control.

"that's good baby, good job…." I devilishly pulled his boxer briefs back up over his dick and started to pull his pants back together, although I knew…

“OHMYGOD no, I can't -"

piss was shooting out of him again, soaking his boxer briefs and the legs of his pants entirely. he let out a primal groan of relief, finally letting himself really go.

I admired him as he continued to totally drench his clothes, before I pulled the briefs back down over his dick and set that stream free again. I held his cock and played with him encouragingly, as he continued pissing and moaning for almost a full minute longer.

when the stream finally slowed and stopped in my hand, I gently rubbed him in praise. his cock re-hardened to its fullest expression.

I lifted my gaze to his eyes, starting to rhythmically stroke him. he stared at me with exhausted lust.

"babe," I said.

"yeah?" he mumbled.

"I have to pee, too… really badly."

he grinned.

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shy people needing to pee…

being so shy that they don’t tell anyone they have to go until they’re leaking

drinking more than they want to because they feel pressured to finish what’s in their glass

someone shy being JUST about to make a break for the bathroom… and then someone calls their name and they have to hold it longer

trying so hard not to squirm or be obvious… and then not being able to help themselves if they don’t want to pee their pants

nervously stepping from side to side… wriggling around on seats…

“do you need to use the restroom?” “oh, n-no, i’m fine!” *squirms*

blushinggggg blushing so hard when it gets to be all they can think about

CRYING when they have an accident 🥰🥰 either little shy sniffles or big heaving sobs

just standing in their puddle totally crumpled and whimpering…. waaah

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What if we both peed our pants and we were both gay?

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Omg... I can't... I'm so desperate... My bladder feels so full and heavy with piss...

I can't stop squirming and I'm leaking! 🥺😖 I need to go so bad... I'm holding myself and potty Dancing to hold it. Uh the relief would feel amazing right now 😔 just my bladder completely empty itself... But it's staying so firm and full... Aching with waves of need for relief...

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Ummm torturing someone while they’re so desperate to pee.. imagine..

Running the tap while they squirm in place, either on full blast or just low enough for it to make a trickling sound

Filling up a container with water and slowly pouring it back out, even better if you pour it out into a toilet while they watch

Peeing in front of them, obviously. Tell them how good it feels to relax your muscles and let go, how full you were before and how empty you are now. Not that they’ll get relief anytime soon.

Have them sit on the open toilet bowl and not pee, and tell them to relax their muscles. Think about how nice it would feel to just let their pee gush out of them, but they can’t

Have them drink while desperate, obviously. Even better if they have to refill the glass themselves, and have to hear that pouring noise

Make them watch omo vids teehee. Let them know that they’ll be like all those people, unable to go to the potty like an adult; they’ll feel the warm wetness spread all over their pants- when you say so, of course.

Take them to a water park and tell them they can’t go until you leave. Those giant buckets that splash water onto people would be a good opportunity to let go, but you’re diligently watching their bladder bulge to see if it shrinks.

Let them go, but only in a tiny container. You haven’t peed in 4 hours? Too bad, you’re going in this shot glass, and you better not spill a drop. Still full? Too bad that’s all you get until the next four hours. You just went, you’ll be fine.

It just makes me dizzy, thinking about all the ways I could deny a poor soul of a basic bodily function… if your reading this looking for permission to go..

No, you may not~

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Fucckk I had to duck behind an alleyway almost halfway home. I was breathing so fucking heavily I kept leaking big spurts with every step and I could feel the warmth going down my thighs. I just leaned against the wall and tried to breathe and hold myself. I don’t know why I didn’t even think to take off my pants and actually try to pee, I was so focused on holding. It felt so so good. My legs were vibrating and my muscles just gave up. It felt so good to soak my pants and feel the pee running down my legs. Everything’s wet now but it’s dark enough that hopefully no one will notice. It felt so so so good. And now as I’m walking home since I’m already soaked, I’m just letting out spurts as I walk. I left a puddle back there in the alleyway. I feel so much better after having an accident.

Ooh that sounds really fun :3

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Hi.

I'm really new to this kink, and I was wondering, do you have a suggestion for how long to try holding for the first time?

My need to go isn't very strong atm. But once it reaches the point where I'm thinking, "this is uncomfortable, it'd be best to find a toilet", how long would you recommend holding for a beginner? :)

Hi anon! Welcome in! Usually, if you hold past the "this is uncomfortable", your body will eventually give up and you'll start either leaking or wet yourself. If you're just a beginner and not comfortable with wetting, I'd say wait until you're leaking in front of the toilet or something similar. There's not really a set amount of time to be holding, because everyone has a different sized bladder and how long you can hold. I usually say to listen to your body and if it starts to become painful in a not fun way, stop holding and use the bathroom.