I know what you need now," Damien whispered softly. "C'mon. Let's get you inside and to the bathroom. You can do it." Damien would help Sol realize what a wonderful person he was, and he would help Sol get over the crushing words from his father. Oh, P.S...Alex is pee-shy…hm hm hm ;) ;) ;) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5leYn4958ec Language: English Words: 1,686 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 1 Kudos: 16 Hits: 2,014 ficlets about wetting, desperation, and all things pee. Lots of male/male. All stories are disconnected and noncontinuous, ranging around one thousand words. Sol opened his mouth, but all he could choke out was a ragged sob. He was so scared; his whole body was not only trembling with desperation, but immense fear. He knew what would happen if he wet himself. Damien would walk away from him. He would look at him with disgust, call him a baby, and dump him for someone more mature and responsible. He would tell everyone at school how he'd pissed himself. The whole school would start bullying him again, and it would get around to his father and-

Louis just wants to pee. But so does Harry. This is definitely not going to end well. Language: English Words: 1,952 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 11 Kudos: 144 Bookmarks: 7 Hits: 15,480 Damien must have heard the whimper. "Is it that bad?" He asked from the front, voice filled with concern. Whenever high school gets boring, Earl is there to spice things up. He spreads rumors. He reveals cheating scandals online. He works his magic behind-the-scenes, bringing drama into the mediocrity that is high school life. Mmm, god, that tasted good. I know it's just pizza, but pizza is just so good. No matter how many times you eat it, it'll always taste like heaven." Damian curled his arms tighter around Sol. "And the dessert! I have never tasted something that good in my life. Seriously. Never."What happened after their videos. Language: English Words: 2,087 Chapters: 2/2 Comments: 4 Kudos: 73 Bookmarks: 5 Hits: 7,933 The drive was painful for Damien. His whole body had clenched up, and nausea had crept up to his throat. He had never seen his boyfriend that way before. He'd never seen Sol lose himself like that, and he'd never seen Sol call himself those awful names. Was wetting himself really that big of a deal? Damien didn't think it was. He really didn't. Yeah, it was a bit unusual, but he knew he would never judge Sol because of a mere wetting. Sam and Dean are having a holding contest. There's lots of desperation, losing control, and a little Wincest. It's not like there's any plot worth mentioning, really.

The reply was curt; almost hurt. But Sol couldn't care about whether Damien was hurt or not. All he could care about was his bladder; his full and bursting bladder. He leaned forward, biting his lip harshly as his other hand joined him in his lap, squeezing rhythmically. His abdomen sloshed and pulsed with desire; but Sol just strapped on his seat belt, squirming feverishly, and told it to calm down. All he knew was that he stupid, and gross, and disgusting, and that he didn't have a father anymore. Babe," Damien said. "I'm really sorry about this, but...I think we just hit traffic. I know you don't feel well, um, but...there's a spare bag in the trunk if you feel like queasy and-"

Because the man doesn't have a clue what he's getting himself into. Language: English Words: 3,453 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 4 Kudos: 455 Bookmarks: 23 Hits: 22,274 Stories about male desperation and the country houses. Each story is to be read on its own, though they are in the same collection. Words: 32,006 Works: 10 Bookmarks: 2 I am the literal worst this is sin I'm so sorry Language: English Words: 2,212 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 1 Kudos: 91 Bookmarks: 5 Hits: 10,640 I can't," Sol moaned. Another long stream of piss squeezed out from his tightly clenched hands, and to Sol's horror, the wetness was starting to show on his jeans. "Please, no," he begged. "Please, Damien, make it stop. I can't - I can't -"