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Ok so here are the rules!

I will NOT do reader stuff. I know it's like a game for that, but I just hate x reader fics so much- so just choose two character(they don't even have to be married[ex: Clint x Gus? Bullshitting over here]) and I'll look into them more and write the fic!

I will do Omorashi, piss kink, water sports, accidents, all that good stuff. If it's got piss, I'll do it. 

I prefer this to be smut chapters but I will do just solo accidents, comfort, public accidents. Like I said, if it's got piss I'll do it. 

I will mix smut chapters with a kink if requested (bdsm, public, toys, etc. Etc.)

I will NOT do these kinks: Blood/Knife kinks, vomit/puke, abdl/diapers, non con/dubcon, age play.(more might be added)

I will NOT write Jas, Vincent, or Linus.(kids and an old man). And to add to it, I won't write Maru. I might write Penny and Emily, but it depends on the plot. I just dislike them lmao-

I will NOT do double/group wettings. Just not my thing. 

I'm in love with femdoms so keep that in mind. 

More rules might be added

So, give me your requests! I can't wait to see them, and write them!

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This really isn't a request I just wanted to do it so I can add atleast one chapter. 

It was a crisp, sunny spring day. One of the best days of the year, the gridball game! God, Alex was so excited! Not only because he was finally going to one after so long of being unable to go because that stupid bus stop hadn't been fixed is sooo long, but he was going with his girlfriend, Haley! She had agreed, with the only exception being that they went to the mall after, because they were finally in the city with access to those shops. It was like their first actual, outing date. Their other dates were them going to the beach, out to the saloon, or just making out behind the railroad tracks. Not much, and they were getting kind of boring. But here they were! Finding their seats, both with a soda and a tray of nachos in their hands. 

Alex sat down, sipping down the Joja Cola he had picked up and smiling happily at Haley. 

"Why are you looking at me like that? Is this really that special?"

Haley asked, already done with the dirty seats and searing hot plastic burning her thighs.

"What- of course it is! But, I'm looking at you like that because you're pretttyyy"

The brunette said with a sing-song tone in his voice, earning an eye roll from the blonde as she leaned against his shoulder, a satisfied smile on her face as she hooked their arms together.

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Finally, it was half time, and Alex was glad because.. maybe he drank his soda a little too fast-

"Hey Hales, can you let me up?"

He asked, interrupting the sleeping girl on his arm. Haley groaned, just readjusting her head to press her cheek against Alex's shoulder, praying that her makeup didn't smudge. 

"Why though..?"

"I just need to head to the restroom, that's all."

"What about the game..?"

That earned a laugh out of Alex.

"Babe.. it's half time, did you sleep through the whole game?"

Haley groaned in response, blinking her eyes to adjust to the sun light as she looked around. It really was half time.

"Well, these gridball games are boring! I only watch it if you're playing, other wise it seems pointless." She grumbled.

"I- Haley! That's rude! Gridball games are amazing, you just don't understand."

"That is exactly my point."

Alex rolled his eyes, trying to pry the blonde off of him.

"Noooo.. don't leave me!"

Haley protested, pressing herself closer to his side. 

"Haleyyyy- I have to go use the restroom, please let me up-" he whined out. 

A dangerous glint filled Haley's eyes at her boyfriend's pleads to be let up.

"No."

"No? Wha- you can't just say no! Come on, I wanna go before halftimes over! The lines are so long!"

"Well, then what's the point? You probably won't get a chance anyways."

She said with a matter-of-fact tone, hand running down Alex's arm in the way she always did when she wanted to try something new. Something different.

Oh.

Oh.

"Haley!- now? Here?- i-"

A finger was placed to his lips, and the blonde gave him a smile that made him shudder. She was scarily hot.

"Come on, it'll be fun.. something I've wanted to try for a while. You can back out whenever you want."

Haley said softly, cupping his cheek and searching his eyes for any discomfort. When he just huffed, sinking more into his seat and running a hand over his flushed face, she responded with a giggle and a kiss to the cheek. Alex loved Haley way too much, clearly. He was literally holding his piss out of all things for her. And he'd be lying if he said he didn't find it a little arousing. 

"Well, now that that's settled, drink up. I'll go get you a refill. Plus, I don't even like Joja Cola anyways. I'm more of a Dr. Cloud fan anyways."

Haley hummed out, letting go of her lovers arm and preparing to get up, smoothing out blonde locs as she switched her untouched drink to Alex's cup holder, taking the empty cup and finally getting off of her seat, fixing her skirt along the way. Before she sauntered off, Haley sent a sweet look with a threatening undertone to the brunette.

"I better find you right here when I get back, just like that."

She stated before walking towards the inside doors, where all the concession stands were. When she came back, she found Alex exactly where she left him. Slumped in his seat, an embarrassed look on his red face. Except this time, he was grumpily sipping at the drink she had left for him. Her heart fluttered a bit. Was he really doing this for her? They had never tried anything like this. Their sex was pretty vanilla. But, she has had this in mind for a little while, wanting to reverse the roles and watch Alex squirm with desperation until he lost it, and then ruin him and have him eat her out after. It sounded like heaven, and she was already starting to get all riled up about it. Strutting over, Haley approached Alex's seat, hand landing on his head and running through his hair as she leaned closer.

"You followed my directions.. good boy."

She said as she finally went back to her seat, placing the drink she just filled in her own cup holder. Alex hated how his heart skipped a beat and his cock started to throb at the praise, sitting up and bouncing his legs. He wasn't too desperate yet, it was just nagging at him, warning him to use the bathroom now before it got worse.

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Every chance she got, Haley made sure to refill one or both of their cups, just handing one to him at a time and watching as Alex complied without complaint. And as he slowly got more and more desperate for the bathroom, it started to effect his movements. Leg starting to tap, his eyes flickering from the game to his clenched fists. Just those little signs that showed he was getting closer and closer to his limit. And yes, Haley was looking at him the whole time. She didn't care for the game, only Alex. 

It was the ending few seconds, and Alex, plus a few others, were literally on the edge of their seats. Haley was letting him have this. Sure, she was now taking control of this situation, this kink she had just introduced. But he had been looking forward to this game, and this date, for so long. So, he had the freedom to get excited. She could see it in his face, the anticipation and suspense in his light smile. And once he caught sight of their team scoring the winning goal, him and everyone around them stood up. Alex was literally jumping and yelling with joy, ending up fist bumping a few random people out of excitement before pulling Haley up and pressing a kiss to her lips. She happily obliged to it, kissing back for a few seconds then pulling away, watching as he yelled and cheered for his favorite team. 

The adrenaline died down after a solid five minutes, and Haley knew immediately with the way Alex went from jumping with adorable joy to shifting from foot to foot, finishing off his last soda just to please her, that he was nearing the brink of absolute desperation. Picking up all the trash before looking at her, Alex slightly bounced in place from the pressure in his abdomen.

"Can we go now? I gotta piss, really bad."

He started, like she wasn't the one planning him with being like this. 

"Of course, of course. Go go, throw the stuff away and I'll meet you outside."

She said, a mischievous smile on her face as they parted ways. It only took a minute before Alex came out, and Haley knew he didn't take the chance to piss. He really wanted to be good for her, to listen to her orders and take whatever she said literally. It was so sweet. Haley really loved this guy, genuinely, and was glad they could do stuff like this without it being weird. It showed that they trusted each other. Alex walked over, throwing an arm around the girl's shoulders, and leaning slightly on her side, shifting his stance every few seconds.

"Are going soon? I wanna go home, that was way too much Cola."

He stated. Caffeine was still filtering towards his bladder, expanding the organ more and more by the second.

Haley snickered and tsked, shaking her head.

"We aren't going home just get, remember? You agreed to go to the mall with me, in return to me coming to this game with you."

"Wha- no! Wait.. I did, didn't I…"

He sighed, groaning quietly.

"Just, don't take forever! Please, Haley.."

He whined out quietly, resting his head on the shorter girl's shoulder, as he finally gave in to crossing his legs.

"I can't promise anything, but look, the bus is here. Just a few more hours, ok? There's this shop I've been dying to go too. Plus, it has a coffee shop in the back of it. I want you to try one of my favorite drinks, please?"

She asked innocently, but Alex knew that she had bad, and horny intentions with that. Plus it was a coffee shop! Coffee, and tea, were like natural diuretics! Just thinking about putting something like that into his body made his bladder spasm, and he had to stop his bouncing to make sure he could keep his composure. 

The bus ride was torturous. Well, for Alex. Haley was really enjoying herself. Placing her purse on Alex's lap, to make it seem like he was being a caring boyfriend and taking her things for her, but in reality it was just to hide how her hand explored everywhere it could. Sneaking under that white tank top he was wearing, pressing against his abdomen, fiddling with his jacket. Just, little things that made him blush, sweat, and melt into her touch. He was trying so hard to keep his usual, tough jock composure. But it was hard. He was head over heels for this woman, and knowing that she was basically controlling something of his, where he had completely lost all possession over when he handed it to her, just made him more in love. He would do anything for her. 

"Just a few more minutes.. we'll be there soon, Alex.."

She whispered quietly into his ear, basking in the way his cheeks flushed red and he moved to clutch both Haley's bag and her hand. It was really inching closer to his limit. He knew he could hold it longer, he didn't necessarily have a weak or small bladder, but he hasn't gone since before the game, and drank like, 6 sodas. So he was running on desperation and a sugar rush. Not a good mix. 

Finally, they got out of the bus. Haley took her purse, intertwined their arms, and dragged him into the mall's main entrance, watching as Alex tried to straighten up at the sight of all the people around them. He was NOT about to embarrass himself in front of hundreds of people in this building.

Holding back a whine, Alex hesitantly followed his girlfriend to her chosen shop. The smell of coffee made his head spin, and it wasn't only the thought of the liquid making him want to scream, it was the thought of adding more sugar into his body that made his stomach squeeze. As they walked towards the clothing racks, he gripped onto her arm, teeth sinking into his lip as he lowered himself to her ear.

"What- ahem.. what drink are you thinking of getting me?"

He asked. For once, his voice wasn't confident, instead shrilled into embarrassment with urgency laced into it. He was now like, a 9/10 on the desperation scale. All that sugar settled into his bladder to the point it was almost overfilled. 6 sodas worth.

"Hmm, well it's one of my favorites. It's the dragon fruit refresher. It's kind of like tea, but better. Just, be glad I'm not getting you a pink drink or something."

Haley said with a perky giggle, resting a hand on his arm before pulling away from his grasp and heading towards some clothes that caught her eye. Picking up a skirt, she turned back to Alex, an evil smirk growing on her face at the sight of him. He was literally dancing in place, hands clutching the ends of his jacket as he tried to waddle over to Haley as normal as he could. Once he was only a foot or two away from her, she placed the skirt against her waist line, where the one she was currently wearing rested.

"Hey, Sweetheart.. do you think this color looks good on me? I think it would look nice with my new white heels."

Alex swallowed a whine, wanting to actually give input on his girlfriend's suggestion, cause he still loves her.

"Well- I think.. I think the frill on it is kinda bad but - fuck!"

His outburst caught Haley off guard, and she was quick to actually drop the skirt on top of the rack so she had two free hands to hover over Alex, a worried look on his face as the brunette doubled over. He gave up for a second, eyes tightly shut as hands buried into his crotch and he bent at the waist. 

He was literally dying. A hand landed on Alex's back, and he gripped his crotch desperately. He was losing it, just slowly. Not even a little leak. It was spurt after spurt that he couldn't control, to the point it was wetting the front of his jeans before he could finally stop it. And even then, it was continuing to dribble every few seconds. He finally let go of his crotch, hands shaking as he opened his eyes and straightened up, a panicked but desperate look on his face as he grabbed onto her for support.

"Wow wow, Alex.. are you ok? Did you- oh my- do you want to stop? I can let you go, you know that right?"

She reassured, this time her voice had no undertone. Just sweetness and worry. Alex shook his head, squirming and shifting his head from side to side as he moved to take off the jacket and tie it around his waist, to cover the wet spot of his loss of control.

"I still.. I still wanna do this, for you.. I got it, just- fuck.. hurry up.. I don't know how long I'll be able to genuinely hold it.."

He said, a quiet whine ripping out of his throat. Haley was melting, and also dripping wet with desire for this man. 

"Ok.. you know that road light safe word tactic? Green for wanting to continue, yellow for wanting to slow down, and red for wanting to stop?"

She asked, waiting as the desperate male gave a nod.

"Ok.. what's your color."

"... Green. I like- I think- oh my god-"

He groaned, crossing his legs and covering his face out of embarrassment. Haley chuckled quietly, going closer it close the gap between them.

"Whisper it, darling. Use your words."

The pet names weren't helping, like at all, but he was managing to get out what he was trying to say.

"I like.. I like you having control- and, with the risk of like.. pissing myself in public because I gave that control to you is like.. hella hot-"

He grumbled out, face hot as he moved his hand to her shoulders, just to steady himself as he crossed and uncrossed his legs. The confession made Haley's face flush a bit too, blush rising to her cheeks as she listened, before grinning.

"Alright then. I'll go buy you that drink now then. You know what I like, right? I'm sure you can try to pick some clothes for me?"

She asked in the sickenly sweet tone, booping her lover's nose before turning around to head towards the coffee shop in the back of the store.

When she came back, she found Alex right where he was left, readjusting the jacket around his waist and looking between two tops he thought would look nice on Haley. Though, he could not focus on it, since he could not sit still. Or stand still, technically. He was literally doing a potty dance, bouncing and hopping from foot to foot to distract him from the overfilled balloon that his bladder has become. He was so desperate, but he would be a good boy, he'd make sure of it. Even if he knew he would not be able to hold it for more than like, another hour. Especially when a drink was shoved into his hand, and Haley was giving him a demanding look. With a quiver in his breathing, he took the refresher and started to sip at it, eyes tearing up when it felt like it immediately went straight to his bladder. it showed, with the little bulge from under his tank top. Haley was honestly proud of herself, watching as her boyfriend finished the drink as fast as he could, so he didn't have to go through the torture of bringing a container fully of splashing liquid around with him. Haley grinned, grabbing the skirt and one of the tops Alex had found.

"This skirt, this top, and those white heels. You think it'd be cute?"

She asked innocently, watching as Alex looked over the clothing and nodding.

"Mh-mhm. It's cute- I think- ah!- I think it would look nice-"

He stumbled over his words, hands gripping the empty plastic cup until it dented and crushed.

"Hales- jesus- fuck! I can't fucking- I can't hold it anymore- we have to go, like now."

He said with a sense of urgency in his voice. Haley nodded, taking the cup to throw it away, grabbing the clothing items she wanted, and grabbing Alex's hand.

"Color?"

"Gr-green.."

"Well.. you can hold it longer. If not, then that's ok, we can do this again another time.. and set more rules. But for now, I'm sure you can make it through a few more minutes, right? I want to get some scented candles, and then check out. You're so tough, I think you'll survive."

She said snarkily, watching as Alex held back tears of desperation and hesitantly went along with Haley. She swung their hands happily, dragging him over to the candles and perfumes. 

It was a painful five minutes. Haley was pretty quick, just grabbing a few, sniffing them, then deciding on two that she wanted to take home. But Alex was being tortured. Every minute, he could feel the remains of the 7 drinks filter into his abdomen. The way he could feel liquid rest at the top of his cock, waiting only a few minutes before dribbling out. He wasn't going to make it home. And if he did, he wouldn't make it to the bathroom. Haley took her sweet time though, making Alex hold the clothes while she took the candles, then dragging him over to the cash register. To hide how desperate he was, while they waited in the line Alex wrapped his arms around Haley, pressing a kiss to her cheek before burying his face into the nook of her neck.

"I'm not gonna be able to make it- fuck.. Haley-"

He whined out, hands starting to shake with the effort and repulsion to grab his crotch like a little kid. To just dance around and cry until he was granted access to a toilet. 

"Just a few more minutes and we'll be on the bus, ok?"

She reassured, rubbing his back before prying him off of her, because it was their turn. Alex did his best to look normal, greeting the cashier before waiting kind of impatiently for Haley to finish up. She made some small talk, purposely fumbling with her purse. Anything she could do to make it take longer, before inevitably paying, taking the bag, and dragging Alex out of the store.

"Aw.. I wish we could've explored more in that mall.. there was some pretty things there!"

She said as they waited, long, pink acrylic nails caressing Alex's skin.

"We can come back- come back another time. Ok?"

He tried to reassure, leaning into the touch as he bounced in his heels. The bus pulled up, and Alex had to take a few deep breaths before he walked on, saying hello to Pam before finding an empty seat. Immediately, Haley forced him into the window seat, placing the shopping bag on Alex's lap and her purse between them. To discreetly but completely barricade and hide where her hand was. Because it immediately went under the waistband of his jeans, sneaking through his boxers before those manicured hands grasped his cock. Alex was tomato red, thighs trembling with arousal and desperation, and his hand had to grip Haley's thigh to ground himself. Haley's thumb ran over his wet tip, clicking her tongue in disappointment when she felt how wet his boxers were, and how he was dripping both piss and precum every few seconds.

"You're so weak.. can't even hold a couple drinks, huh?"

She degraded quietly, grinning when the cock in her hand twitched. So, he liked all of this. The desperation, the praise, the degradation. And all in public too. They were both really into this, and this would definitely be a reoccurring thing in the near future. She was pulled out of her thoughts when warm wetness landed on her hand, and her eyes flicked over to Alex's face. He was holding his breath, a tear or two rolling down his cheek with the effort to try and hold it. His hand had a death grip on her thigh. But that warm wetness wouldn't stop, and Haley rolled her eyes while he used all of his energy to stop the leaking flow coming from his cock. The patch of darkness on Alex's jeans only grew, and he shut his eyes so he wouldn't have to watch himself slowly lose it on the bus. Haley took her other hand, grasping his chin.

"I want you to look. Watch as you make a pathetic mess of yourself."

She said in a harsh tone, still keeping her voice quiet so they wouldn't get caught. Alex opened his eyes, sniffling quietly as tears continued to drop from his chin and down to his shirt, watching as the spot grew, glistening with fresh piss. He finally got himself to stop though, earning a-

"Good boy.. I'm sure you can hold it until we get home now.. so good for me.."

-from Haley. She pulled her hand out of his pants, palming the wet fabric before pulling her hand away and using hand sanitizer to clean her hands. Alex wiped his eyes, trying to regain himself even if he was starting to crumble down into a puddle. A puddle of what, you ask? A puddle of piss.

Throughout the rest of the bus ride, Alex managed to hold it through the whole thing. You think that with how much he had lost earlier, he'd be relieved and able to hold it, right? Well, that was not the case. It just made room for more liquid waste to fill his bladder, and he was more desperate than he had been before. 

Haley stood up when they parked, watching as Pam left to go back home. She turned to Alex, grabbing the bags before holding a hand out.

"Come on, we are almost there. Emily isn't home, she's at Clint's house for the weekend. You can make it, we are gonna finish this in the bathroom, ok?"

She said, easing Alex into a hunched over standing position. He was way too desperate to stand up fully without losing it all. He grasped her arm, leaning into Haley's side as they walked out of the bus, and towards town. The walk to Haley's house was quick, thanks to Alex literally speed walking.the movement didn't help, and once he was stopped to wait for Haley to unlock the door, he buried his hand into his crotch. One of them unbuttoned his jeans, sneaking into his boxers and plugging the top of his cock, so nothing was going to come out. Once the door was opened, he ran into, running in place as he waited for Haley to come in.

"You know the rules, shoes off."

"Haley I can't-"

Alex was literally crying again, the words coming out with a high pitched sob. Haley gave him a soft look, sighing and nodding.

"Fine. Go to the bathroom. But, you are not getting permission. You have to wait for me, then I'll give you instructions."

She said, earning a long whine from Alex as he jogged off to the bathroom. Haley took off her shoes, heading to her room to place her things down before heading towards the bathroom, closing and locking the door before grinning. she went over to the male, pressing kisses all over his face and watching as lip gloss tainted his skin. He was adorable. 

"I'm going to get into the tub. I want you to sit on my lap, fully clothed, and hold it for as long as you can. Until you can't, anymore."

She instructed, letting go and hopping into the bathtub, sitting in a way for him to easily get in. Alex, poor poor Alex, followed after. He has to use the wall to brace himself, giving one squeeze to his crotch before climbing in, straddling Haley's legs. She shivered at the feeling of the quickly cooking wet spot on her boyfriend's jeans, hands moving to hold his waist.

"I fucking can't- I can't hold it any longer- please Haley-"

He begged, hands moving to hold Haley's shoulders as he grinded against her thighs to help himself hold back the sea begging to come out of him. Haley chuckled, untying the jacket around his waisr and throwing it onto the bathroom tile, so it wouldn't get dirty, before she started to massage his abdomen.

"Go on dear, let go, you can do it."

She said sweetly, pure lust and love in her eyes as she watched him immediately take the permission. Piss immediately bursted out of him, streaming out of his pants and wetting Haley's thighs and skirt before pooling under them, wetting the fabric on his knees. Alex's face turned into pure euphoria, and he threw his head back as he started to pant. Haley wasn't expecting it, but Alex was moaning. Rough, husky groans came from him as he relieved himself all over the both of them, the stream separating into rivulets and smaller streams down his thighs. He didn't even care, it felt good. Like, orgasmic. He lost all sense of embarrassment, his head dropping forwards and falling onto her shoulder as Haley palmed his crotch. She could hear the hiss of his stream, and feel as it pooled into her hand before falling off, splattering onto her legs. It felt like an endless stream, going on and on for a solid minute before it tampered off, and Alex was left panting and trying to regain himself. When he lifted his head, he took sight of his girl. Eyes wide, a mischievous glint in them as she continued to palm his dripping hard on.

This was about to be a night to remember.

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Saturdays. One of Alex's favored days Of the week. Besides Sundays, cause that's game day! Gridball days.. but that's not the point. Saturdays were a very.. special day for Alex. It's the time where he goes on Bumegle, and anonymously jerks off to people on video calls. Usually, it was just him and whoever it was, surprisingly a lot of guys more than girls(he wasn't complaining), dirty talking through the chat and teasing each other until one, or both of them, came. Then they'd leave and never see each other again. This time though, he was getting braver. This time, he put his special interest in it.

Anonymous: "I would like to see someone piss themselves for me"

That was what his bio stated. He wouldn't ever admit this, but he had a HUGE piss kink. Usually, he would indulge in it. Holding it throughout gridball practices, jerking off somewhere private before he rushed to the bathroom in hopes that he didn't piss himself(as much as he wanted to experience that). But, he also had a thing for people pissing themself(preferably on him-), and wanted to see it. Like, really bad. But, he didn't have a girlfriend, or even a boyfriend. Even if he did, he would NEVER ask them to do something like this for him. So, strangers on Bumegle it is. 

Hanging out by himself in the chatroom, he readjusted his laptop camera to make sure it was pointed at his lap, focused on his crotch and keeping his face out of the picture. But he made one mistake… not taking off his letterman's jacket. You know, the one that had his name on the back? The highschool gridball team logo on the front? Yeah, that one. But, he didn't expect to see anyone he knew on here, especially with his request. Who in this small town could really have a piss kink?

Ding

Anonymous has joined the room

The notification sound through his headphones caught his attention, and he looked up at his screen to see someone had joined, their webcam loading before showing the same position. Except this time he was wearing all black. Why did that seem so familiar..?

He shook off the feeling real quick, instead typing a quick "hello" to the person. For a few minutes they chatted, the only thing filling the call was the clacking of keys and the occasional clear of the throat, both of them abiding to the unspoken rule of not talking during these types of calls. But then the actual stuff started happening. Alex noticed the tremble in the other male's legs as he frantically typed, and something in his gut spiked up. A form of arousal bubbled inside of him, and he took off his jacket to cover up the growing tent in his jeans.

Anonymous: "I've been holding it so long while I looked for an opportunity I have to go so badly"

The stranger finally sent, pulling his hands away from whatever monitor he was using to rest on his thighs, squeezing his legs together as Alex watched intently. Alex was quick to type back.

"I can't wait to see it god it would be so hot"

Upon saying that, he heard a quiet chuckle from the others mic, and the teasing started on the other line.

Anonymous: "You're turned on by that? Wow, never thought I'd meet such a disgusting person online. I bet you would love for me to piss on you, huh?"

Even if it was through private messages, and it did seem kind of cringey, Alex was still incredibly turned on. His cock throbbed, and he had to cover his mouth to prevent himself from like, groaning with how horny he was. He didn't even get a chance to type a response before a new message was showing on his screen.

Anonymous: "go on. Take your cock out, I want to see you make a mess of yourself as I piss."

Who knew a stranger had this hold on him? He could feel the expectant gaze from the other man, even if Alex couldn't see his face, so he was quick to move the jacket to his knees. With trembling hands, the brunette unzipped his fly and unbuttoned his jeans, reaching into his boxers to pull out his twitching cock.

Anonymous: "Good boy"

Reading those words only affected him more, and a quiet laugh came from the other at the sight of his spasming dick. Following that, he heard a cuss, and knew it was only seconds before the other man was losing control. Both of their breaths were shaky as they spent a few more seconds quietly, basking in the comfortableness of the silent chatroom. Then, another cuss came from the other line, and the stranger started to desperately untie his black sweatpants. Alex's hand wrapped around his cock, slowly moving up and down as he watched with complete focus. 

The stranger's hands went to the keyboard and messily typed up the last message.

Anonymous: "I dot think I cna hold it any rlonferr"

After the failed message, the male used his desk to stand up, giving Alex a glimpse of straight black hair before he straightened up, giving the brunette a full crotch shot. Not the best, But Alex will take what he can get. He wished he could do this in real life, where whoever this hottie was could just, piss all over him. Mark him as theirs and make a mess out of him. His pace on his cock sped up, his thumb running over his tip as he shuddered. A matching shudder came from the man on the other end, and a dark spot formed on dark blue boxers. A shaky groan came from the other man, and Alex's mouth hung open as the spot grew bigger.

"I have to sit-"

He finally heard from the other man as he went back to pull in the chair again, plopping back down and covering his face with an arm. Spreading his legs to give Alex a full show, he used his free hand to hike up his shirt, lightly pressing against his own bladder. Once the hissing started, and the stranger moaned out quietly, Alex had to take a moment before starting to frantically pump his cock, eyes fixated on the strong stream shooting out and wetting those boxers on the man. A husky laugh came from him, and Alex had to lean forward to brace himself as he jerked his cock off.

"You're so aroused by this.. such a dirty boy. Jerking off to me pissing? I bet you wished you were this chair, don't you? I bet you want to get covered in me, huh..?"

The voice rang out, and Alex's head flung up to look at his screen. The guy's arm was moved, showing off his face. That's why he seemed so familiar-

"Sebastian?!-"

Alex yelled out, fixing his camera to show his own face. Sebastian's hand moved to his cock, grabbing it and forcefully stopping the stream.

"Alex?!"

Ok, so this was a reunion. Both of them kind of knew each other, and as much as Alex hadn't understood the gothic town member, he had eventually tried to make friends with him, and.. even caught the slightest of feelings for him. Those feelings still lingered, growing stronger every time they talked or hung out, even for a short period of time.

"Fuck, Alex.. you're so cute like this.."

Sebastian grumbled, massaging his soaking groin.

"Sebastian.. please- continue.. fuck- I have to cum so badly.."

"You want to get off already? Might as well, since you asked so nicely."

He said, bucking his hips up into his hand as he scooted his chair closer, chewing on his lip.

"I fucking can't- you better enjoy this, you dumb jock.."

The emo grumbled as he let go again, this time pulling his cock out as clear-yellow liquid poured out of him, pattering on the floor.

Alex moaned quietly as his hand went back to its previous, quick pace. Pumping up and down on his member like his life depended on it. 

Sebastian's stream tampered off, and he was quick to repeat Alex's movements on his own cock. 

I think you can guess who finished first, sensation cumming only seconds later as the call filled with breathy, lewd noises. White strings shot out of their cocks, some of them landing in Sebastian's puddle of a mess, while the rest soaked into Alex's jeans. They were left panting, the remains of moans echoing out of them as they tried to regain their breaths and finalize the call. But before Alex could leave, before he could even tuck himself back into his pants, the familiar voice rang through his headphones.

"Meet me at the saloon, at 10. Maybe we can.. continue this later."

The sound of the call ending was the last thing he heard, and Alex had to cover his mouth as his cock sprang back to life. He hated to say it.. but he was so looking forward to whatever was to come.

Chapter Text

It was the same routine every day. Get up, get ready, go to Joja Mart, work, then go to the saloon.

Every day. Shane did this every. Single. Day. But he wasn't complaining much about it. He had nothing else to look forward to. Well.. maybe he was lying. He was looking forward to seeing someone. Shocking, right? He hadn't been expecting it either. But.. there may or may not have been a cute doctor that asked him out not too long ago. He didn't know how he started to crush on said doctor, or why the other wanted him out of all people, but it happened, and they were going on a date later that week. On Friday, it was Wednesday. He had the day off tomorrow, so might as well get wasted, use the next day to get sober again, and then try to prepare himself for the date. 

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Maybe he had gone a little too far with the drinks. It had been a few hours, but even then he had to go from standing in his usual corner to sitting in the nearby chair. Just because he had been losing his balance with the effect his drinks were having on him. Now, he couldn't make a coherent thought, and whenever he asked for a refill, it came out in a string of slurs that either Gus or Emily had to interpret. He was on his first drink of the hour, and there was a heavy weight in his bladder. Aka.. he had to piss, really fucking badly. Thinking upon it, he hadn't gone since he woke up that morning and he's had.. multiple drinks since then. He had orange juice in the morning, water on his walk over, two sodas and another water bottle during his shift, and five cups of beer.. ten drinks in a day, without a single bathroom break. Well, he'll go after he finishes this last drink.

The door finger, indicating a new customer. Curious eyes flickered over to the door, and his face was now flushing with more than intoxication. It was Harvey. Oh god. He immediately ducked his head, turning to face the wall and his half full pint of beer, in an attempt to hide from the beautiful man.

It was useless though. As he finally got the courage to lift his head up and finish off his drink, a presence appeared at his side. It made his freeze mid gulp, before he placed the drink down, turning to face the person that had approached him.

"Wow, Shane. How much have you had to drink?"

The man spoke out, taking in the noticeable sway of the other's form.

"Um- *hic* not much.."

Shane slurred out, resting his elbow on the bar table and his head on his palm.

 A warm look made its way to the doctor's face, and he laid a hand on Shane's back, pulling a shiver from the drinker. 

God.. he had to piss so badly. But the touch was relaxing him a little too much, and a spurt shot into his boxers. He shot up, legs shutting together in an attempt to hold back the flood. 

"Wow, wow. Shane, are you ok?"

Harvey asked, a concerned look on his face.

Shane nodded, swallowing hard. 

"I'm fine- im-" a hiccup interrupted his sentence. "I just.. need the restroom- I'm fine though." That was a lie. He was on the verge of pissing himself. 

Harvey gave an understanding nod, calling Gus over and laying for the others last drink. 

"Here, I got the tab paid. Let me help you to the bathroom."

"Hm? Sorry buds, bathrooms closed for the night because of plumbing issues." Gus cut in, earning a scrunched nose from the doctor and a look of defeat from the drunk male.

"Well.. that's fine! I'll help you home, then."

Harvey offered, standing up and holding his hand out for Shane, he looked at it with an uneasy look. 

"I.. can't-"

"You can't?"

"I- fuck.." Shane doubled over in his seat, hand gripping his own knee to stop himself from holding himself. He wasn't gonna be able to get up. Every second passed, and he felt more and more full. Liters upon liters of liquid sitting in his bladder, ready to be expelled. And if he didn't go in that instant, it would do it by itself.

"Are you.. not able to make it? I'll-" Harvey looked around, to make sure no one could hear them. "I'll take you to my house, and you can go there. It's not far, you know this." He stated, earning a shaky sigh and a nod from Shane. 

"Now come on. I got you." The doctor's voice was low and warm, with a caring undertone to it. Shane was melting at it. No one had ever cared this much for him. 

Truth is, not only did Harvey truly want to help and care for Shane, he also had a raging piss kink. And seeing Shane all desperate, drunk, and on the verge of having an accident was turning him on. So, he'll help him get the relief he needed, then help him home, so he could get off in peace and not embarrass himself around his crush. With that, he moved to Shane's side, taking one arm and slinging it over his shoulder, while his own wrapped around his lower back. With a little warning, he lifted the other up off of the seat.

"No no no no no no- Harvey hold on-"

Shane was practically whimpering, his drunken state way more sensitive and emotionally vulnerable than usual.

Harvey nodded, continuing to hold Shane up as the ravenette crossed and uncrossed his legs. The other's bladder was screaming at him, sending shivers and warnings every second. He could feel the liquid beading at his tip, dripping out every few seconds and wetting his boxers. He's not gonna make it, he's not-

"Ok, we got this, one step after the other, ok?" Harvey cut off his thoughts, and Shane nodded back. One step after the other.

The two took that one step, and Shane immediately doubled down, one hand gripping Harvey's shoulder while the other shot to his crotch. He leaked. But not just like a little one, like a spurt or something.. no, it was a full, one second stream. He can't fucking do it, he can't. 

"Oh Shane.. come on, I got you, just a few more steps and we are out of the saloon, you got this." Harvey was trying to reassure, ignoring how his cock throbbed in his pants and how his voice wavered with anticipation. He couldn't do this, not to Shane. Shane couldn't help it, but neither could he. And he hated it. He didn't want to have a hard on because of his friend's struggles. But.. he looked adorable. Harvey couldn't help but think about the other being this squirmy on his lap, holding on until the last moment before letting go all over him.. he really needed to calm down. 

"I can't fucking- we gotta book it- I don't wanna-" Yoba.. Shane was a mess. He was hiccuping and swaying, shifting from side to side while still trying to hold onto Harvey for balance. 

"Of course, of course.. Come on, we can speed up if you want to." Shane immediately nodded, giving his crotch an extra squeeze in hopes that it would help before letting go, looking around. Surprisingly, no one had noticed his struggle. It just looked like Harvey was helping a blackout drunk home. Or, to safety. Which it wasn't far from the truth. If Shane didn't have to piss so much, he'd probably drink until he passed out. 

Once again, they took another step, but this time, no matter how much Shane whined about it, they didn't stop. Infact, their pace quickened, and in a few seconds they were near the door.

"Open it open it open it-" Shane practically begged, taking his arm away from Harveys shoulders, both hands grabbing his crotch, gripping his dick like his life depended on it.

Harvey nodded, keeping one arm around Shane's waist while the other pushed open the saloon door, ushering the ravenette out of the build. 

Immediately, Shane pushed himself away from the hold, to get out of sight of everyone inside, and kneeling down. Hands were buried into his crotch, legs resting on the hardwood porch of the saloon.

"Oh Shane.. come on, you got this, my place isn't far."

"I can't- I fucking-"

"Then let go.. it's not healthy to hold it long. Especially if it hurts. Just, go." Harvey spoke as he kneeled down with him, one hand going to his shoulder, the other resting on the knee of those ragged jeans. 

"I don't- I'll make a mess- what if someone sees?" He asked, voice shrill and desperate. 

"My house isn't far, if you think you can make it, we can try, but if you can't, go now. Please don't hurt yourself. The mess can be cleaned, and the longer you wait, the more likely you are to be seen. Just go, I got you."

That was all his bladder needed for it to give up on him. Shane's hands shot up, and his legs kind of spread open. Choked whines came from him, mixing with hiccups and quiet sniffled. The doctor eased him into a hug, whispering reassurances as he watched the puddle under them grow, listening to the loud hissing of liquid shooting through fabric. It turned him on, so fucking much, but right now his priority was to comfort this man, and get him somewhere safe for the night. 

Slowly, Shane's arms wrapped around Harvey, his forehead resting against the other man's shoulder as his eyes became glued to his lap. Looking at anything other than the cause of wet warmth on his lap. Though, his eyes did catch into the noticeable tent in the doctor's pants, and suddenly, he felt a lot better about the situation. His stream tampered off, and h took a shaky breath in, lifting his head to look at the other.

"Feel better?" 

Shane nodded, sighing and pushing his hair back.

"Mhm.. I think I'm good. But, I also think we have a lot more important matters to deal with." He stated, now in a completely different smug state. The things alcohol can make him do.

"What.. Do you mean?" With that, a hand rested on Harvey's hard on, rubbing it gently through his pants. The doctor let out a surprised whimper, covering his flushed face with his hand.

"Come on, we can finish this at your place." Shane stated, helping the other up before peeling himself away from his mess, scrunching his nose before he looked at the taller male. 

Tonight was gonna be fun. 

Chapter Text

8 pm. One more hour, one more patient, and then he could go.

Usually, Harvey wasn't this busy, but oh my god. First Louis needed a check up, then it was George. Then Alex had twisted his ankle, and Sam had hit Sebastian in the nose with a flyaway skateboard, so he had to deal with all of that. Not to mention, he did start getting patients from the town over, so he had to do at least 2 wellness checks, to see if they were actually wanting to be his patient or not. So it was patient after patient, and he had even skipped his lunch break because of it. And the whole time, he had been guzzling water. 

The main reason was just staying hydrated, but there was also the fact that he was a nervous drinker. And with all of the appointments, plus new patients, he was pretty nervous. And no breaks.. I think you can see what I'm getting here.

"You're off the clock, Maru!"* He called out to the girl, earning a noise of acknowledgment as she said goodbye, leaving the clinic. Maybe now would be his break! He tapped his foot, getting off of the chair which had his set up, and heading towards the front desk. He just had to grab the files for his next patient, Haley. 

The blonde was coming because of a regular, yearly check up, and.. maybe to pick him up. She couldn't help but like the doctor. He was just so cute! Ever since Alex started dating the new farmer, her eyes finally searched for someone new, and it wasn't deliberate, but they landed on Harvey. And her fondness was growing more and more by the day. They had actually grown a little closer, so now Haley was going to make her move. Just…asking him if they could go to the beach, and talk for a bit. Maybe watch a movie on her phone. 

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Harvey pulled out the files, made sure he had his laptop set on their last check ups information, and started heading up the stairs to his connected apartment. But as soon as he foot hit the second stair, the front door to the clinic creaked open, and he bit his lip. Ok, he can hold it. He won't embarrass himself in front of Haley. Right? Yeah.. he's fine. He had to say, he really liked the blonde, he had for a little while. So if he got desperate, more than he already was, in front of her.. he'd be so embarrassed. 

Going back down the stairs, he opened the two doors leading to the actual clinic.

"Good evening, Haley. Sorry there's no one here to greet you. Just come with me so we can check your height and weight, and we will get started." He said calmly, unable to help the smile making its way to his face at the sight of the girl.

Haley nodded, fixing her skirt as they headed to the back, gathering the basic information before sitting on the plastic bed in the office. 

Harvey typed away at the computer, updating a little bit here and there. 

"You've grown an inch since last year, and your weight is the same. Good job, Haley." He flashed another smile to her, getting one in return.

Now it was time to start the normal checkup. Harvey stood up, immediately turning red. The gravity change was not kind on his bladder, and oh.. yeah he was not going to survive. Don't think like that, Harvey! This is ok, he's ok. Using two fingers to flatten out his mustache, he grabbed the tools he needed. One to check the eyes, the ears, and the stethoscope. Plus the flex checker. Taking a paper sheet, he set everything down on it next to Haley, before using hand sanitizer to clean his hands. Settling to stand in front of her, he swallowed nervously, stumbling to grab the right thing.

Haley couldn't tell if this was just.. normal Harvey awkwardness, or if something was wrong. But, taking a second to look over the man's body language, she finally got it.

Harvey had to piss. Pretty badly, it seemed. And.. Haley was immediately interested. She's always.. liked that kind of stuff. And she would never admit it. But this was like.. her fantasy in front of her.

"So, Harvey. Are you doing anything after this?"

She asked innocently, watching as Harvey took a second to actually get what he needed before responding.

"Um.. follow the light please- I don't think I'm doing anything. I was going to go to the saloon, but I'll probably stay inside for today. What about you?" The mustached doctor answered, taking the light as moving it side to side, up and down, and in a circle for Haley's eyes to follow. After he pulled the light away, and Haley blinked off the strain from it, he felt those same eyes following his every move. From how he placed the tool down, and grabbed the next one. It made his walls crumble a bit, and he shifted his hips from side to side. He's ok, he's going to make it. It's not like his desperation was increasing tenfold as the minutes passed, and he could feel it begging to come out. 

"Well, I was hoping I could go to the beach.. with someone. Just for an hour or two."

"O-oh, with who?" Harvey questioned as he checked her ears, switching from side to side. 

"You."

"Excuse me?"

He must have heard her wrong. Because what?

"Well.. maybe after you close up, we could go to the beach, maybe watch aovie under the stars."

Harvey was RED. He looked as red as a tomato, so started and still that he forgot about his full bladder. Which was a mistake. Sudden wetness shot into his boxers, and he tensed up once more, crossing one leg over the other in the most discreet way he could. Which… wasn't really that discreet.

"I- sorry, sorry- I would love too. Just, give me a few minutes after your check up."

"Why, got something you need to take care of?" Her voice clearly stated that she knew what was wrong, as it was high and teasing.

"Yes, yes. Let's just.. get this done, ok? The faster it's done, the quicker we can go to the beach." He said, voice wavery as he switched how his legs were crossed.

His desperation was rapidly increasing, and he had gotten to the point where he had to dance in place while trying to catch Haley's heart beat, quiet, unable to hear whines coming from him.

But Haley heard them. She was close enough to catch the sounds, and she had to bite back her grin. He was so cute like this. Trying so hard to finish the appointment so he could use the bathroom and then they could go on their date. So desperate to not make a fool of himself.. it was amazing to watch.

"Sorry, Haley. Can you excuse me for a second..? I'm just gonna run upstairs for a second-"

"And leave your patient here by herself? That's not very professional, Harvey." She teased, basking in the way the doctor clearly held back a whine.

"True- just- oh my yoba-" he muttered, doubling over on himself, pressing his palm into his thigh.

"My bad, I'm sorry- let me finish up-" Straightening up, he could not stay still. Constantly crossing his legs, bouncing on his toes as he shakily instructed the blonde to breath in and out. 

Haley was loving this. Tempted to just.. hold him, tease him, break him. 

While Harvey was dying. He's not gonna make it, he's really not gonna- finished! They were done!

"Ok! I- I'm going to run upstairs, you can wait for me in the waiting room, if you- you still want to go to the beach." He instructed, cleaning off the tools and putting them back as quickly as he could.

"What about my files? You wouldn't want to forget to update my information."

She mentioned, standing up from the plastic bed and heading towards Harvey. Close enough to make him feel cornered, and prevent him from leaving the room. Her hands wandered, landing on the doctor's waist.

"I'm sure whatever it is can wait, right Harvey?"

Watching the man's throat bob with how hard he swallowed, she grinned.

"It can't- please, Haley-" his voice shrilled with desperation, eager to expell the contents in his bladder. 

"Yes it can." Her voice became firm and asserting, her hold on the man's waist tightening. "Once you finish, I'll let you go, ok?" Her tone became sweet, like it was a reward for a challenge. Because it was.

A whine came out of his throat, and he rested his head on the girl's shoulder. 

"Come on.. you got it dear.." the reassuring words played in his head, and he took a deep breath before straightening up. The look on Haley's face was nothing but loving.

"You ok if we do this?"

A silent nod came from him, and he shuddered.

"Ok then. Go on, do your work. Then I'll let you go. But you have to finish it." She instructed, watching as Harvey waddled over to the counter where his laptop was set.

No no no no no- his bladder was slowly giving out, tiny spurts wetting his damp boxers.

"Fuck!- oh my yoba- I can't do this-"

His voice became high pitched, and Haley was quick to go to his side. Harvey doubled over, hand burying into the trousers he wore every day. 

"You can, you got this, I know you do. You're strong, right? You can make it a few more minutes."

Swallowing a groan, he nodded, taking a deep breath as he got up. With Haley's help, he got to the counter, not even bothering to sit down. He just pulled his hands away from his groin, clicking and typing away at his computer. The whole time, his legs were crossed in a pretzel knot, and he had to bounce up and down to keep it all in. At one point, he was basically sitting mid air from how low he was bending. Anything to prevent from pissing himself in front of Haley. 

The sound of a laptop closing caught Haley's attention, and she focused enough to see Harvey gathering his things.

"Im done- I'm done- can I go now?"

He was still asking for permission.. that's adorable. She hummed, strutting over to the brunette and placing a perfectly manicured hand ontop of his cheek. Her soft look turned sly.

"No."

"What. No? Please- I can't- Haley!"

He was begging at this point, slowly crumbling lower and lower. He went from just being bent at the waist to fully squatting, one hand single handedly keeping the flor of piss from spraying out of him, while the other kept him from losing his balance. Literally so desperate he was on the ground, looking at Haley with the most puppy dog look. Oh, Haley was loving this, taking in the scene.

"Go put the file away. Then I'll think about it."

A sniffle came in response, and Haley couldn't help but grin. She was going to have fun with this. They were definitely doing this again. 

Harvey brought himself to stand up straight. He's just gotta do this really quick, he's got this. The fastest he's every moved, probably. Because he was quick to grab his work laptop, the files and papers, and book it to the front desk. Haley watched with amusement as Harvey scrambled to place everything in it's place, before rushing back to Haley. Except he stood outside of the room, ready to run up the stairs. Pushing his glasses up, he danced in place.

"Can i- can I go?"

He asked desperately, every few seconds moving his hand to squeeze his groin.

"Fine. Be quick."

With that being said, Harvey rushed towards the doors the led to his stair case, opening them fully. He made it up most of the steps, but as soon as made it to the fourth step, the flood gates opened. 

Haley watched pleasantly, amused as Harvey almost toppled down the stairs from how quick he doubled down. One hand gripped onto the railing, the other trying to stem the flow. But nothing would stop it. Helpless spurts shot out of him, getting quicker and quicker by the second. Tears welled in his eyes as his glasses slid down his nose, rivelets of the ocean inside of him streaming down the back of his thighs and spilling onto the stairs, rolling down before pooling at the base of them. 

Haley took a step back to get out of the spreading puddle, walking around it and strutting up the dry spot of the stairs.

The approaching clack of heels got Harvey's attention. He looked up, tears rolling down his face in unison as the other liquids coming out of him. A hand softly grabbed his chin, wiping away tears.

"Feel better?"

She asked sickenly sweetly, letting the other nod. She helped him up, basking in the quiet whines and moans as the other finally finished up his accident.

"Change of plans, I think we should shower. Sound good?"

She asked, pulling him into a hug. A barely heard hiccup erupted from Harvey, the coolness from the remains of his accident making him shiver. He rested his head on her shoulder, glasses pressing into her skin and fogging up.

"You ok, Harvey?"

She asked, now actually worried for the other. 

"I'm.. fine. Just embarrassed."

He grumbled, cringing as the sound of dripping piss filled the stair case.

"You can.. go up to me room. Start a shower, please? I'm gonna clean.. this up"

He stated, letting go of the other. Before he could actually leave to go grab a towel, he was pulled closer again, a kiss being pressed to his lips. Shocked, he stood there, before melting into it. Rough hands held Haley's soft face, rubbing small circles into her cheek before they pulled apart.

"Hayley..?"

"I'm going to start your bath.. mkay? Maybe we can do more of this.. later."

She giggled, moving up the stairs and leaving Harvey standing there, wet, embarrassed, and completely swooning. 

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It had been weeks since.. that happened. But, it hadn't crossed either of their minds. The main focus had been to decide what they are, and take care of eachother. And they were doing just that.

The two had weekly dates, and Shane was slowly starting to move into Harvey's house. Spending more and more time in the clinic, specifically spending the nights in the upstairs part of it, if you knew what I'm implying. And, they were just working with each other in general. Shane was working on his drinking problem, and Harvey was supporting him every step of the way. They were such a wonderful couple. They had boundaries, and honestly were the example for everyone in the valley. And with them having such a healthy romantic relationship, they also had such a healthy sexual relationship too. They tried out new things, and set other boundaries for what they were and were not comfortable with. With that, there was safewords and constant check ins. Which applied to everything. From casual sex, to trying out a new kink.

Just like now. Or, later. At that moment, the two were laying together in Harvey's bed, the mustached man cuddled up to Shane's side as he scrolled through social media on his phone. Shane was just watching, and thinking. Even if it hadn't been mentioned, Shane had always thought about that night. How desperate he had been, how flustered Harvey seemed, the comforting clean up at Harvey's place. He just couldn't help but wonder…

"Hey babe?"

"Hm?"

"Do you have a piss kink?"

With the way Harvey's phone immediately shut off, fair skin turning red as he sat up, it told him everything Shane was looking for.

"Why- why? Why do you want to know?"

The brunette asked, trying to play his reaction off as normal.

"Well, I was thinking about that night, right before we started dating. You have one, don't you?"

"Well- you know- i-"

Giving up, Harvey huffed and looked away, nodding to finally answer the question.

"Well.. I was wondering if you want to try something with it."

"Go.. go on?"

"I was thinking.. I could, you know- make you hold it until you wet yourself.. in public?"

"Public too? Oh my yoba-"

"If you aren't comfortable with that then we don't have to! I just know, you also like public stuff-"

They were both so incredibly into public sex, and just trying stuff out with unknowing people around them. That, mixed with one of Harvey's biggest kinks? He was turned on already.

"No no! I'm fine with it, I just wasn't expecting it to be the first thing you wanted to try.. when do you want to um.. try this out?"

"Today? We had uh.. we had a date planned, we can add it into that, maybe?"

Harvey was tomato red at that point, looking away and nodding slowly.

"Yeah.. yeah. That's ok.. with me."

His voice was quiet, and embarrassed. He had not been expecting this one bit.

"So.. how should we do this, it's your kink, is there anything specific you want?"

"Well.. could you- you know- gosh.. take control? Like, how much I drink, what I drink, like.. full control of my bladder?"

He felt so embarrassed as he talked, covering his face with his hands. 

A slightly bigger hand wrapped around one of his, pulling it away as a kiss was pressed to his skin.

"Do you have any limits?"

"No-no.. just, I'll use the color system.. is that ok?"

"Of course, tell me if you need to stop or anything."

– 

Getting ready was easy, they both chose some semi nice outfits, and it was filled with a lot of kisses and water. Like, two glasses, and two coffee cups to add. Shane was going to test Harvey's limits to the max, make him hold an ocean of liquid until he physically can't anymore, and his body gives up before he does. Plus, the way Harvey would flush every time Shane handed him a drink urged him on, and now he was going to control this man for the whole day. And he knew Harvey loved to beg, but as long as a safe word wasn't said, Shane would not give in.

–

The morning had started off kind of strong, with four drinks, but throughout the day Harvey was given an ungodly amount of liquid intake. To the point where he was shocked he was still holding it. Another coffee, a tea, at lunch he had been given a soda and three refills of water. And that wasn't even all. They had walked around ZuZu city, and it was a hot summer day, so of course Shane bought him another water, and a lemonade for them to share. Not to mention a milkshake, and finally, dinner. They were halfway through, and Harvey had already been forced with two cups of wine, and water. So far, sixteen drinks. Yeah, an inhuman amount. And the brunette was way past the point of squirming and leg crosses. He had a death grip on his groin, hand buried into his crotch in an attempt to keep in the sea of piss waiting to burst out of him. His posture was hunched over, head facing towards the table as his eyes were screwed closed. His breathing was uneven, and oh.. he was so horny.

"Oh Harvey.. are you ok? Do you need something to drink? You're looking a little flushed there. Maybe it's the alcohol, take some water. Or.. maybe you need the alcohol, want the rest of my wine?"

Yoba-.. that voice was taunting him, a glass of wine being pushed into his eyeline once he opened them. He could not take anymore booze. The effects of it was making him a little sluggish, as he was very much a light weight and could not handle a glass. And now it was just making him more tired, more light headed, and more desperate. 

"Go on, drink up. I think you need it."

"Shane.. I fucking- I can't-"

He panted out, shutting his eyes once more as his hands pressed against his crotch.

"Yes, you can. Do it."

Shane's tone became more assertive, more phone, and it took all of Harvey's power to pry his hands away from his groin, shakily grabbing the wine glass and sipping the liquid down, shuddering as he finished it off. He was not going to make it. 

"Leave- can we?- can we leave? Please?"

He whined out, a pleading tone filling his voice. 

"If that's what you want. Go wait outside, I'll pay."

Harvey, a smuch as he wanted to protest, was up in an instant. A sloppy kiss was pressed to Shane's temple, in an attempt at still trying to be sweet in this state, before he waddled out of the restaurant. He threw his back against the wall of the restaurant, ignoring the eyes that landed on him from people walking by, and snacking a hand under his pants to hold himself through his boxers. It felt like forever before Shane came out, a hand landing on Harvey's shoulder.

"Are you going to make it home? Or are you too weak for that?"

He whispered into the others ear, earning a quiet whimper from the doctor.

"I can.. I can make it. Can we go?"

"Of course. Color?"

"...green."

"Ok then. Let's go!"

And before he knew it, Harvey was grabbed by the arm and dragged towards the train station.

–

Upon getting on the train and sitting down, Harvey was doubting his ability to make it even five minutes. He was holding an ungodly amount, and his boxers weren't exactly the dryest at the moment. As the train ride started, he buried his face into Shane's side, informing the man quietly everytime he mildly leaked. Like now. It was the slightest bump in the railroads, and Harvey was sinking his teeth into the sleeve of Shane's shirt in an attempt to quiet the moan that came out. By now, his gray pants had a slight wet patch on them, soaking into his hands as he held himself.

"I'm not gonna make it- I'm not gonna-"

"You got this, Harve's. You're strong, you got this. You'll make it."

"No- no!- Shane! I can't-"

He was whisper yelling at that point, drool soaking into Shane's sleeve.

"Then let go. Or hold it, you have two options, dear."

A choked out noise came in response, and he twisted his legs into a pretzel. Shane's eyes were glued to his groin, watching as the patchy grew from under the man's hands every few seconds. He could not take this anymore, he was desperate himself. Cock throbbing in his pants, he couldn't wait until they got home. He was going to ruin Harvey.

Finally, Shane moved his arm from where it was rested on Harvey's thigh, snaking up to his groin. He shoved his hand's way under Harvey's, taking their place and cupping the doctors cock through his pants, massaging the slowly growing wet spot and adding unnecessary friction to Harvey's hard on. The quiet moans and whines coming from. The man was worth it. He was trying so hard to be good, dazed eyes shut tightly as his hips bucked up into the rough hand touching him.

"Oh fuck- fuck.. no no no- Shane im- it's coming out- I can't-"

His babbles filled Shane's ears, and just as stated by Harvey, a quiet, but quick hissing echoes through the noisy train. The wet spot rapidly grew, soaking Shane's hand in soggy warmth, before puddling on the ground underneath them. Thankfully no one was looking, so Shane could take in every detail of Harvey without being judged. The way he tightly held onto Shane, body trembling and legs starting to spread as liquid sprayed out of him. It felt orgasmic, and Shane could tell with the way Harveys back arched, moans being muffled by the cotton fabric of his sleeve.

As the stream tampered off, Harvey went slack, trembling hands gripping onto his lovers arm like his life depended on it.

"You ok there, love?"

Shane asked, quieting his voice down to become sweet and protective. When the other male shook his head, he immediately swooped into aftercare mode.

"Once wrong? Are you ok?"

He asked, helping pry the others face away from his arm. Harvey smiled warmly at him, embarrassed tears falling down his cheeks.

"I'm fine, I'm fine, sorry. I'm just- embarrassed, and.. it's getting cold."

"Oh. Are you up for anything at home? Or, would you just like to shower, maybe watch a movie?"

Harvey sighed, going back to burying his face in the exact same spot.

"Shower, please."

He mumbled into the sleeve, moving to cross his legs in an attempt to hide the wet spot(it didn't work), and pushing his glasses up to his forehead. 

Today was.. eventful. But, they were very much up to doing this again. 

Chapter Text

Robin and Demetrius were out on a date in the city, Maru was working at Harvey's for the day.. Sebastian was completely alone. Now, usually he would take this day to relax, play some video games, maybe go over to Pierre's just to hang out with Abigail, or just sit by the mountain lake and smoke for awhile. But this time was different..

See, graphic design wasn't Sebastian's only job. To make the story short, the guy was a cam-boy. Specifically, he had an only fans account where he took requests for photo shoots and videos. For example, he had recently done a photo album of him dressed up as an office worker, starting with him ready for work, and ending with his arms tied to a chair using a necktie, a vibrator strapped to his cock, and an extremely lewd expression on his face. that was per the request of some random old man in his dms, but for the request itself, the guy paid like 100 dollars, and then he was ranking more money in with subscribers. It paid well. At this moment, he was struggling for money. he hadn't updated his Only Fans account in a little while, and his regular job was just not paying well, plus, he really needed the money to help work on his bike. so, looking the private messages and comments that were over a month old, he decided on one that would definitely get the creeps and weirdos to pay big money for. Piss desperation and wetting. yeah, yeah, weird, but not despised. anything for money, I guess.

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the process started off quick and easy. when he woke up, he didn't use the bathroom like normal instead, he went upstairs and wished his parents a good day as they left, rummaging through the fridge for something that would fill him up quick and easy, but still be tasty. He didn't want to drink orange juice or milk. gross. so he settled on an unusual breakfast. Besides some toast, he ate like, four slices of watermelon, and had a lot of liquid. Three glasses of water, a cup of coffee, and a joja cola. it was a very.. bad breakfast, but it was doing the job. besides the whole nights worth of piss, he could feel his bladder steadily filling as he finished his breakfast. finishing up, Sebastian stocked up on joja cola and water bottles, carrying them down to his room. time to settle down until he absolutely couldn't stand it any more. 

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It was around 3 pm now. Sebastian had woken up and drunk everything at around 10 am. during the five hours of waiting, the ravenette had around two more water bottles, and an ungodly amount of soda. That was just because, while he was waiting, he was unconsciously gulping down soda after soda. and here he was now, rushing to get his set up done without pissing himself in the process. it had gotten so bad so quickly, and now he was scrambling all around his room, one hand buried in his crotch as he set up his camera. it sat on a stand, point towards his bed. on his bed, facing towards the camera, was a pillow with a blue pillow case over it. Sebastian himself was changed from his PJs into a more "appropriate" outfit too. He was dressed in a black tank top, chains and accessories like rings and bracelets littering his arms. He was wearing dark gray sweatpants to add, only because they were light enough that a stain will show. That's what all the color choices were based on, if a wet spot would show or not. That's why the pillow case was a light color too.

grabbing his little clicker to turn the camera off and on, he pressed start, making sure the camera was actually recording before walking into frame. climbing onto the bed, his legs straddled the pillow, a desperate whine climbing its way out of his throat. having his legs spread like that was not helping his desperation. But once his groin hit the pillow and his hips bucked into the plush, he couldn't help the noises.

"Oh fuck.. that feels- oh yoba-"

his voice was low and shaky. Grinding helped so much, probably because the friction was quickly giving him a boner, which helped him hold the torrent waiting to burst out of him. 

the next few minutes where repetitive. Sebastian was aggressively grinding against the pillow, mewls and moans coming out of him as he humped the plush like his life depended on it. but it was becoming too much. slowly, a warm gut feeling pooled in his stomach and he had to pause the recording. Fuck these pants. struggling for a minute or two, the recording continued, this time though, Sebastian was missing his pants and his boxers. his grinding was quicker, sloppier. everything about him becoming messy. his hair was falling in his face, covering up his features every time he leaned forward. his body was covered in a light layer of sweat, and his dick was red and twitching, precum gliding down his shaft as it basically fucked the pillow. 

it was a matter of minutes before white strings of cum shot out of him, his back arching as he spurted his seed all over his bed, the pillow, and a little on the hardwood floor. 

he leaned back, back still completely arched as he panted, teary eyes closed as he caught his breath, only to tense up again.

"shit shit shit-"

he mumbles, hand moving to his groin. it was too late though, his attempts were hopeless. body sagging and relaxing, a longer, exasperated moan came from him, letting go of his member as piss dribbled out of him. the slow stream didn't last long, as it was picking up speed. next thing he knew, he had a fountain of urine pouring out of him, the yellow tinted liquid arching over his bed, spraying all over his floor, making it far enough to hit his camera. low moans rang out of him, his hand pushing on his abdomen as he basked in the euphoria. the pressure from his stomach slowly deflated as he made a mess all over his room, not caring one bit as wet warmth soaked everything in sight. as the stream tamper off, he chuckled slightly, looking at the camera for a second before stopping the recording. his fans were going to LOVE that.