#male wetting

[mistressomo]

Like Give Me The Exact Details Please😩😩🫶🏾😋

[thatkinkyp]

Ready to wet this brief, can't hold it any longer 😛💦💦

[hadeidon]

Ch. 5

Johnny’s dad walked into the living room, and looked at all four of the guys, “I’m heading to bed, Johnny I expect you in my room in 15 minutes, so I can change you.”

“Ok, dad.”

After his dad left, Johnny tried to get up and out of the training potty, but he was stuck. Unfortunately his muscular butt had created a seal with the potty. And now he couldn’t get the potty off, and when he tried to just stand up, the potty messed with his center of balance and he fell back onto the potty.

Chip grabbed Johnny’s hands, to try to help him up, but unfortunately instead of falling backwards Johnny overbalanced and fell on Chip. Leading to Johnny’s earlier piss to soak back into his pants and underwear.

With Johnny laying on Chip, Chad went behind Johnny and started to try to get the potty off, now that it was on top. After a couple of jerks and twists, the potty came off with a pop showing the darkened glistening stained jeans, with a malformed lump that was evident with a hint of brown seen below the lump.

Johnny quickly scampered to his dad’s room letting the other guys see his bulge bounce while also being able to see his bubble butt.

Chip and Chad looked at each other and noticed that they had some chubs developing in their jeans. Tyler looked up with a deep red blush on his cheeks, with a pillow over his lap, “Wait, why couldn’t you just wet yourself?”

Chad quickly looked back at Tyler, “Wait, you were fully paying attention to our conversation?”

“Maybe, but what does that matter,” Tyler answered defensively, blushing harder, “It’s just us, there’s the training potty, you could hover over it and soak your underwear, similar to Chip, even if he didn’t mean to.”

“Because I don’t exactly need to pee. I have wet my underwear before, it’s a bit harder being full staff, but I kinda need to add more than piss, and I have never done that before.” Chad embarrassingly replied.

Tyler, got a little redder, “What would make you more comfortable, the knowledge that we are all going to have to use the training potty, we might all either have to use our pants, or we’re going to see our nude bodies? Or do you want to strip to your underwear and we turn around and give you privacy?”

Chad blushed and started to unbutton his tight khaki pants and revealed baby blue trunks with a slight darkening around the head of his penis.

[jjbulletjmw]

I may or may not have pissed my jeans/underwear before bed….

[omopuffboyz]

Comfort<33

I love these two so much I love them

Characters from @thesecretomoblog

[diapercanada]

[omomygods]

Oops, I wrote omofic, with OCs. Double oops, I may use these two again.

He giggled, little bubbles of laughter escaping him every few seconds, in between little half-caught moans of sheepish relief.

There was no getting around it: he'd begun to wet himself where he sat, right there at his best friend's kitchen table, seated in front of their lunchtime charcuterie board and double strength iced tea—a call that he wasn't sure he regretted or not. The more he tried to hold back the flow of urine, the harder it became, until he was steadily wetting slowly at the table.

"I—haah—I guess I didn't have nearly as much time as I thought I did," he said, squirming a bit in his seat.

"Are you sure you're ok, Sy?" the other young man asked. "What's wrong?"

"I was supposed to ask you where the other bathroom was...like, 20 seconds ago," Sy admitted. "I thought I could let you finish your story first."

"What do you mean..."

The question hit the air softly, a question asked curiously but gently. It was a question that was answered fairly quickly as the sound of liquid hitting the ground acted like a trigger, pulling a wince out of Sy as a sudden gush left his body, pooling on the seat beneath him.

"I'm not going to make it, Val," Sy said. "I mean technically I already didn't, but if I get up it's, it's going to be an even worse mess."

"Well, at the very least, don't hurt yourself," Val admonished. "You did this on the road trip and it messed you up for days."

"What are ya saying, Val?" Sy asked, no longer shifting around as the act officially had started making things worse rather than making them better.

"I'm saying go."

"Get up? I don't know if I can..."

"I'm not saying get up. I'm saying go."

Comprehension dawned on Sy suddenly. "Like as in—"

"Pee." Val made a sweeping welcoming gesture.

Sy did a double take. "Val, I can't just pee in your kitchen!"

Val tilted his head. "I mean technically, you've already peed in my kitchen..."

"Vaaaal..." Usually Sy didn't get whiny and pleading with his best friend, but what Val was asking of him was just...!

Val looked at Sy, seeing his dual discomforts. "...I get it, you're still embarrassed about this. It happens. It's okay."

"But—"

Val left his seat, coming around to Sy's side of the table. "I know how I can help you. I don't want to leave you alone like this, and I've needed to go for way too long. So I figure, I'm just going to relax, right here next to you."

"What does that even mean..."

Sy looked in surprise as Val's black denim suddenly became incredibly shiny in front, the change in appearance spreading quickly as a hissing noise became audible.

"Are you—"

A puddle began to form where Val stood and Sy sat, growing slowly with each noisy drip hitting the linoleum.

"Relax," Val repeated, his own posture growing more slack as his bladder emptied.

Sy's eyes widened, and he realized belatedly that he hadn't been holding as well as he had thought—the front of his jeans was saturated, rivulets of urine dripping off the front of the chair. Realization brought with it a full release, with the torrent that he had been fighting coming out of him at last. His body ceased its attempt to stay the flow, and Sy gave himself over to his grateful bladder.

By the time the both of them were empty, there was a huge puddle on the floor.

"I guess next time we swap stories, we should go to the bathroom first," Sy said, looking down at the highly reflective straw-colored puddle on the floor.

"You should get out of those and rinse off," Val said gently. "I'll find us both something dry, and I'll get the pad from the road trip out of the car after I clean this up. I'll take care of everything."

"...thanks for not making a big deal out of this," Sy said.

"Hey, if I freaked out over a little pee, I would be a rotten friend."

[mistressomo]

I Want Bf To Torture🥺

[pissandboobies]

in the mood to pee my pants rn

[nataliet12345]

I have been thinking and researching, I’ve never seen a single The Walking Dead omorashi. Like does nobody see how many characters would pee themselves. This may sound a little weird, but, Daryl Dixon has so much potential to wetting himself, PROVE ME WRONG. Daryl has multiple parts in the show where he has peed somewhere. In my opinion, he might have a bladder problem, speaking of a kid in middle school. I’m gonna call this kid, Ollie. Ollie would always go to the bathroom every time it was an option. Daryl might have that problem soooooooooooooooo, YES I KNOW HES A FICTIONAL CHARACTER. 😂

[hadeidon]

Enjoying a pull-up for the first time

[jjbulletjmw]

Didn’t quite make it to the toilet this morning before some pee came out…

[omopuffboyz]

A full colored drawing today

[eroshaven]

[mistressomo]

I’m So Bored🥴. All I Can Think About Is Torturing A Boys Bladder😩😩