Debbie's Poor Wet Boyfriend



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Posted by New Lurker on January 10, 2000 at 14:55

I posted a story (true) on the last board about my mate wetting his pants in class at school and I said that I had another story to tell. I had a couple of positive responses and so here goes. However, I thought it might be more well received (I know male stories aren't popular!) if I turned it into a bit of story - it's all based on a true sighting, though (sorry it's a bit long).

"The station was heaving with football supporters, all of them weaving their way to the ground for the match, most of them delirious at the prospect of seeing their victorious team, many of them already worse the wear for drink and plenty of them reeling as they sang, chanted and generally made exhibitions of themselves. A small, mixed group in their early to mid-twenties, stood on the platform, drinking the remaining drops from their now almost empty cans, and preparing for the arrival of the next train. Tony and Jamie were standing with their arms around each others shoulders, as Debbie, Belinda and Allison chatted and giggled excitedy. It was Danny who was the quietest of the group and he was agitatedly looking up and down the packed platform. "What's the matter with you?" slurred Tony. "I'm absolutely dying for a piss, I think I'm going to go and see if I can find a toilet somewhere," Danny replied. "No mate, there aren't any, you'll have to wait, in any case, we've all got to stick together," Jamie told him.

The girls overheard. "Oh you don't want to wee again, do you?" moaned Debbie. Danny nodded, a bit embarrassed. Belinda giggled, "You've got no chance, you'll have to cross your legs until we get there." "Don't talk about crossed legs, please," groaned Allison, "I'm going to need go fairly soon." Jamie laughed out loud, "Not as badly as Dan, look at him, he's really going to suffer until we get there!" Tony yelled out, "Next stop - incontinence city!"

A few people on the platform looked round as panic-stricken Danny felt his heart flutter. The 22-year old mechanic was in a desperate situation. He just didn't know if he could wait until they reached the station at the ground. He made an instant decision, "It's no good, I'm not going to be able to hold it until we get there, I'm going to go and piss somewhere, anywhere'll do, just wait for me." As he made to move, Debbie caught his arm and held him tightly. "Don't!" she scolded, "you mustn't leave us, we agreed that we'd stick together." Danny looked at her with pleading eyes, "But I've go to, I'll do it in my pants on the train otherwise!" As he uttered the words, he felt sick to his stomach and cringed at saying something like that in front of his girlfriend. He went to pull away again but this time both Allison and Belinda joined in, each of them gripping him tightly. "No Danny, we all need to wee, and you'll have to do what we're doing, just hold on and you'll be alright." As they were all holding him back, the train suddenly appeared at the end of the platform. "Oh God!" winced Danny, and he almost felt his aching bladder relax a tiny bit and he gasped as he only just avoided a dribble running into his underpants.

The train pulled in and stopped and the crowds poured on, pushing and jostling, once or twice the nudges to Danny's agonised belly almost proved fatal! He could feel his face hot and flushed and he was sweating in a way that he didn't usually suffer. As the doors closed and the train began to shudder away, the poor bloke was in turmoil. "Shit!" he whispered to himself, "I'm nearly wetting myself, I've never had to go this badly before, I don't think I can take this!" His two mates were standing close to him and laughing at his expense, "This must be your worst nightmare, mate, needing to piss like a horse and knowing that you can't go for ages", "You do know that when we get there, you've got to queue to get in and for the bog - that's if you haven't already pissed yourself!" Debbie replied crossly, "Don't say that, of course he won't, he's not a four-year old and he's my boyfriend - although not if did something like that!" "Yes," added Belinda, smirking at Allison, "imagaine if he couldn't control himself, how humiliating for him, the last time I saw a boy wet his pants was in nursery school." They all giggled again.

Danny was in total despair, "Jesus!" he grimaced, "I AM going piss myself in a minute! What the fuck can I do!" As he stood jigging about slightly, he suddenly felt an awful warm and wet sensation in the crotch of his pants. Not enough to do any major damage, but a very urgent warning that his bladder was not prepared for this sort of battle for too much longer - a struggle, yes - but not a full-scale fight. "Oh No! Bloody Hell!" Danny stiffened his body and as the train rattled along, he tensed his body and pushed his legs together. "What is it, what's happened?" asked Debbie, knowingly. "I...I...I've...oh please God, No, I just started to...almost...I nearly did a bit just then!" "What" screeched Belinda, "you started to wet yourself? Oh how terrible! You'll have to control yourself!" "I CAN'T!" yelled Danny, attracting attention throughout the carriage as another long hot spurt of piss jetted into his underpants and sent a warm sensation all around his balls. He doubled forwards and grabbed himself through his jeans, but instantly peed again, this time all down his left leg. The wet mark was visable as a a small glisening patch on the top of his thigh. He just had to do something else. He removed his hand and plunged it down the inside of the front of his trousers and pants, gripping himself tightly and feeling the material of his underpants soaking wet.

Everyone in the carriage was craning their necks to look at him and Debbie had one hand on his cheek, stroking his face as she exchanged excited glances with Allison, whilst Belinda was positioning herself directly in full view, anticipating the events of the next sixty seconds or so. Danny was beside himself, with pain, shame and bewilderment as he opened his legs slightly and gasped with horror as he felt hot pee streaming down the insides of both of his legs. He hadn't even realised for a moment that he'd started pissing and as he conceeded that the battle was lost, he just eased his body and let go a jet of scorching hot piss flood into his pants and jeans, pouring down his legs and streaming over his feet.

Tony and Jamie were watching open-mouthed as their mate wet himself, whilst the three girls were themselves getting wet for another reason! Debbie's eyes were sparkling and her moist lips were pursing as she almost closed her eyes in a sensual display of eroticism. Belinda and Allison were holding each other's arms and willing the exhibition to last for eternity. Sadly for them ,it didn't and Danny felt the torrent reduce to a stream and then a trickle. He felt an incredible sense of relief from his agony as he trembled and felt Debbie clasp his clammy hand. He looked shakily down and saw a huge puddle around his trainers, steaming on the wooden floor and snaking off in all directions as other passengers tried to move their feet to avoid the expanding pool. He could feel his jeans clinging to his legs and his sagging socks were warm and wet as he felt the insides of his shoes soggy.

He stood without moving for the remaining minutes before the train pulled in to the station and the other passengers got off, most of the blokes berating and jeering him, whilst a few sympathetic girls smiled at him, almost feeling his pain. "Why didn't I go before we got on?" Danny whimpered, his tear-filled eyes ready to melt the hearts of the coldest and cruelest on-lookers. Debbie wiped his eyes with her handkerchief, "Ssshhh," she softly spoke, "I'll tell you why later on!"

The group of them walked slowly towards the ground, Danny hobbling uncomfortably in wet and cold jeans, with saturated underpants and soggy shoes and socks. Behind him his concerned mates were chatting, "How are we going to face him later?" asked Jamie. Debbie smiled to herself - she knew exactly how she was going to deal with her crest-fallen boyfriend later on!"



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