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Witness - One Shot
🕑 Added 2021-07-01 06:00:08 +0000 UTCOkay, so a little bit ago, I did a poll regarding male protagonists, and it seemed to be somewhat mixed in terms of people's interests. So I’ve opted to make this week's one-shot as a male-POV to give the people who are interested something and those who are maybe on the fence a chance to experience what it might be like. So please let me know your thoughts in the comments, or just like if you like it!
Your girlfriend turns to you as you speed-walk to the bathroom.
“I have to go really bad,” she moans, a tremble in her voice.
“Yeah, I have to go too,” you say casually, trying to keep as cool a head as possible. Truth be told, you were damn near bursting, but you didn’t want her to see the weakness. As you both turn the corner of the, you see what you dreaded most: a line.
The comic convention you were at was relatively new in town, and so a lot of people were attending. Especially since Superman himself, Henry Cavil was attending as a guest for photo-ops and autographs. Your town was smaller, and this sort of attention was a big deal, but the events center was not ready for the level of attention. It only had one set of bathrooms that had recently gone gender-neutral as an attempt to make your generally conservative town seem more progressive to their esteemed Hollywood guests.
Your girlfriend, Jasmine or ‘Jaz’ as she liked to be called, groaned as she saw the state of the line. Then, she turned back to you, looking for guidance.
“We just have to line up, baby,” you say, pressing your thighs together.
“It’s going to take forever; I don’t know if I can't hold it that long!” Jaz replies.
“It’s been moving pretty quick, actually,” the man ahead of you chimes in, having overheard the distress. “I’ve not been standing still much.”
“See, shouldn’t be long,” You say to reassure her, but it doesn’t calm her nerves much.
“Since there are urinals open, the men have been getting in faster than the women, so long as you don’t need a stall,” the man continued, and you nodded in response.
“Well, that doesn’t help me!” Jaz complains quietly.
“Look, we’re moving steadily,” you pull a hand from your thigh to gently stroke her back. “We’ll be peeing in no time.”
“Well, we’ll definitely be peeing in no time; whether or not that’s on the toilet is another thing….”
She turned back to the front, but what she said echoes in your head. You were always into desperation and wetting, mostly watching, but occasionally, in the privacy of your own home, you would let go in your own pants on purpose.
It was a kink, yes, and you never really desired to experience it outside of your private moments, and you certainly didn’t want to wet yourself now. Still, something about Jaz’s desperation and her openness about the possibility of wetting her pants made you feel a little hot and heavy.
At first, you find your eyes wandering to her ass, watching her toned, full ass bounce in her jeans as she jumps up and down in desperation. That’s enough to give your cock a wiggle, but when you factor in your own desperation, before long, you are not only holding your crotch in desperation but also hiding your raging erection.
Jaz continues to bounce around. She turns to look behind her, and your eyes found her bouncing tits, large and exposed by the low-cut shirt that she undoubtedly wore for Mr. Cavil. The way her sweat glistens on her skin just arouses you more, and you feel the pre-cum start to dribble out.
In a brief panic, you worry you have started peeing, but it’s so hard to pee with an erection, and you have been known to produce a fair amount of pre-cum, so you relax and divert your attention back to what’s arousing. Your cock pulses and jerks as her ass and tits continue to bounce in desperation.
“Oh my god, baby, I don’t know if I can make it!” Jaz whispers to you, and that just pumps up your cock more. You have never seen a live accident before, let alone been so desperate in public yourself, the anticipation was becoming too much to bear.
“Shit!” Jax exclaims and puts her hand over her mouth. Suddenly, you see a dark patch form on the back of her pants and start to flow down her legs. The sensation in your cock builds as you watch, you don’t know if you can hold it much longer either, but you’re no longer worried about pee.
“I’m wetting myself baby! I can’t hold it!” Jaz groans and tears up, and when she turns to you, revealing a cameltoe that has piss flowing out of it, you can’t hold it anymore.
“Unngh,” you groan as hot cum erupts out your cock. The sensation built up fast, and there was no stopping it. You keep your eyes peeled firmly on Jaz’s wet pants and the growing accident, and cum pumps out of you without hesitation. It is undoubtedly the strongest orgasm you’ve ever felt in your life, and the cum doesn’t stop.
“Babe...are you...okay?” Jaz asks you, and you manage to pry your eyes away from her wet pants and look at her. You look stunned, in a daze, and she’s suddenly more confused about you than she is worried about her accident. Your hands are still covering your crotch, only now there is a massive wet cum stain underneath them.
“Did you have an accident too?” Jaz asks quietly. You shake your head no, but she doesn’t believe you. She pulls your hand away from your crotch and reveals your sticky stain. “Then what is that?” she asks. You look down at your wet spot, not sure how to answer, when suddenly the desperation that was put on hold by your arousal builds astronomically.
Now, a new type of spurt escapes. You’re no longer hard enough to block the flow, and your bladder has had enough. Piss dribbles out of your cock, growing the stain further.
“You are having an accident!” Jaz exclaims, louder than you would have wanted her to. Before long, the dribbles turn to spurts, and the spurts turn to streams. Finally, the streams become a solid flow, and you blush as you wet yourself in line. The warm wetness spreads down your legs, carrying your cum load down your legs where it can spread out and hide behind your more visible accident.
“Shit…” you mumble, but you feel yourself getting hard all over again.
Comments
Meant to comment on this before - I really enjoyed this! Thank you for writing it.
