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Male Desperation and Wetting Experience

I thought I’d let y’all a little further into my life and tell you about the first time my husband wet himself for my benefit!

I often tease my husband about being such a camel because he has the most ridiculous bladder capacity I’ve ever witnessed in my life.  It is not unusual for him to take a full 2 minutes to empty his bladder.  He doesn’t know this, but I LOVE listening to his long streams from the other room!

Because of this, holds take FOREVER, so we planned in advance.  His favorite drink is no-sugar-added cranberry juice and we’d stopped at a Sam’s Club earlier in the week for a double-bottle pack.  He started about mid-afternoon that Saturday with one bottle.  We had plans to spend the evening at a friend’s house and we brought the other bottle with us.  

We arrived at our friend’s house, an hour and a half drive away, and promptly busied ourselves socializing.  It was several hours before he showed any signs of distress.  I’d stepped outside with my friend to chill on the patio and smoke (cigs for her, happier stuff for me).  My husband joined us soon after and spent an hour shooting the shit about nothing in particular.  During that whole conversation, his body was constantly in motion.  He kept kicking his feet, swaying and otherwise being just a touch overly animated.  I didn’t think he was that obvious at all, but when he went to rejoin the rest of the folks inside, my friend laughed and said, “Yes, go!”  I think she might’ve been on to him!  

We stayed maybe another hour after that.  My husband kept shooting me meaningful looks across the room.  Finally, he got up for another drink.  I joined him in the kitchen and he said to me, “We have to leave after this drink!” and promptly drained it in three gulps.  

I’m not sure how I kept myself together that whole time.  We got in the car and still had an hour and a half to get home.  The second the car door shut, my husband starts whining about his need.  Good shit.  At that point, I was so torn between feeling like a terrible wife for inflicting that pain on him and feeling like an hour and a half would still be too soon.  After all, I’d waited my whole life for this.

The drive home didn’t help matters at all.  We live in a densely-populated urban area (one of America’s top-5 most populous metropolitan areas) and all I have to say about that is Holy Potholes, Batman!  Every few seconds, we’d hit one, and my husband would hiss or moan or blow out a heavy breath.  

About halfway through the drive, I noticed he started pinching the tip of his dick through his shorts.  I was entranced by this and openly just stared at him the whole way home.  In hindsight, I should’ve never let him drive!  By the time we pulled into the garage, he was at the end of his rope.

He immediately hopped in the bathtub, not a second to spare.  He took off his clothes as it was two in the morning and neither of us felt like staying up to manage a laundry situation.  His face was red and screwed up in pain and his body twisted in a small potty dance.  

I watched, eyes transfixed on his penis, until the first drops made their way out.  In all my years of watching omo vids, I’d never seen anything like it.  When he leaked, it wasn’t full spurts.  It was one drop here, a few drops there, and it was a slow leak.  I watched the drops of urine form at the tip of his penis and grow larger and larger until gravity worked its magic.  They were such a pale yellow, almost completely clear.  

And then, he lost it completely.  Piss just gushed out, his aching muscles having given up the fight.  He stood completely still as it happened.  I was over in the corner, being super creepy and masturbating while I watched.  I’d come by the time he finished pissing uncontrollably all over himself (and again while he showered and again once we laid down in bed).  

Even after all that pain and bladder torture, he totally volunteers to wet for me on a regular basis!  

I go back and forth all the time on whether I prefer male or female desperation but my husband will always be my number one fave!

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I want someone to force me to drink loads and hold my pee until I’m bursting. Not letting me use the bathroom. Telling me that I’m “a big girl who can hold it until I say so” with them pushing down on my bladder and teasing me no end. then punishing me when the inevitable happens and I have an accident. Ugh I’m so horny right now.

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The moment when your bladder gets full enough that it starts to consume your mind. All you can think about is how much pee you’re holding on to, when you’ll be able to let it out, or if you’re going to wet your pants🤤

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I love being in situations where I literally can not pee. Like, I have to hold it due to where I am or because there’s no bathroom near. That’s hot. Being forced to hold it or go in your pants because there isn’t a second option.

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Woke up squirming to pee

But if I didn’t wet the bed or anything, then maybe I don’t *really* need to go yet...

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I spent the entire day wandering the city with my friend and when I got home I realized I hadn’t gone to the bathroom in 9 hours and I really have to pee 😬

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So I just found out that in quite a few Asian cultures when potty training kids to pee the parent will go “sshh!” To get them to go So then when they’re older every now and again if they hear someone sshh them they get that weird feeling like they’re supposed to pee.

Imagine if they were desperate The fic possibilities… 👀

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Please, teacher… I can’t hold it until after class. Please just let me go… It’s starting to come out I can’t hold it anymore I’m–

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Prompt: A goes to a doctor’s appointment / drug test / etc. knowing they have to provide a urine sample. They’re not the brightest (lol) and don’t consider they’ll only need to fill a tiny little cup so they drink a bunch of water until they’re super desperate, thinking the doctor needs a lot more pee than they actually do. Chaoes ensues.

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currently holding (nov 23rd) - 8.5/10

i think i was a llittle overconfident when i drank another one and a half glasses of water a half hour ago.. because it’snow justtt hit me and i gotta so BAD.. i went from kind of fidgety, to now constantly having to move around, grab myself.. i haven’t leaked but i feel like i’m close; i’mm edging a bit because it makes holding it a bit easier.. fuckkkkkk i’m having waves where i’m so close to letting go ahhhh

i don’t know how much longer i could go, but i’m not giving in! if anyone wants to challenge me, join me, or chat, feel free!

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As an extra special treat, a bulge

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I wanna have my bladder filled to the brim and then some- I really want to be aching and in a little bit of pain when I am allowed to pee.

Like that is my mood rn. Even if it means staying up till 2 am. Please make my bladder ache.

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Pretty full

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I have to go so bad rn 🥺🥺😖

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On the bus and in a terrible mood after therapy. And I also really need to piss. God pissing would be such a fucking relief after such a stressful morning, and idk if I can hold it for long....