wettingman

Since my early days of experimenting with pee play I have always wanted to pee off of a high place to see my long stream pour down a long distance . I rarely are in a tall building , but much more important I don't want to get arrested. 

I have fantasized about peeing off a bridge over a nearby river, but there are CCTV cameras all over up there.

I do look for other high places, in a secluded place to pee from, and enjoyed doing it a few times.

So, technically not a traditional building I discovered a abandoned railroad trestle over a creak in the woods. For me to enjoy pee play I have to be really desperate . Especially this time I wanted a long ( in time) and forceful pee .  Therefore , I held my pee until I my bladder was full, and I had to go really badly, a bit to bad as it turned out. I didn't account for my needing to climb up a steep embankment with a bursting bladder, which made the climb more difficult. Also, there was the factor of the rushing water in the stream.

Halfway up I realized I was in trouble. Feeling about to pee in my pants with the exercertion  of  climbing I had to stop and hold myself. But, I could not climb doing that. I needed both my hands, so I had to release my hand and resume climbing. I went back and forth holding and climbing , but eventually I leaked , creating a quarter sized wet spot in my jeans. I had a couple more leaks before I reached the top.  

There was no longer any rails nor anything to grab onto , just the rail ties. I had to walk very slowly and carefully to keep from falling. I wanted to reach the middle and pee into the water. But the rushing water was too much for my overfull bladder. I started leaking again, but this time I couldn't stop it even with my hand . I was just wetting my pants, which I did not want to do.  Unable to stop the flow, I just had to whip out my dick and pee where I was. Some of it landed in the stream the rest on the ground. I realized that it didn't matter because I couldn't hear it above the roar of the stream. Still I enjoyed watching my stream of pee pour down at least 20 feet, which was nice.

The only problem now was I had to return to my girlfriend's house with obviously wet pants in front down to my crotch. She did not approve any part of my pee fetish. She knew I had held it for my experiment  just looked at my peed in  pants, and smiled and shook her head.

Despite all this I enjoyed myself.

The desperation,  it's about to come our feeling ,and warm release in the end

There is nothing hotter than mutual pee holding, desperation and even some wetting. This being unplanned must have made it more arousing. I bet having an erection helped you hold on a bit longer. I definitely   would have been very aroused and know it would have helped me.

15 hours ago, riverflood7 said:

Well, I’m 70, and I love all this still. In fact I find the older I get the more relaxed I am about a little wet or dribble, and I have more time to enjoy it. It is my view that there are not enough people out there who find mature women sexy enough, and even on this website there are a few ageist comments which can be a little off putting. I say go for it, and it really doesn’t matter how old you are.

thank you for supporting us more mature people!

I am 72 male and I definitely enjoy senior woman into holding their pee and wetting themselves. 

We all know wetting yourself or leaking truly by accident happens . It has happened to me and I think people are more understanding of older people.

Looking at pix and stories of women young enough to be my daughter or even granddaughter seems wrong somehow. However   I see very little from people of our generation.  Great to see you here.

I also enjoy holding my pee and wetting my pants, mostly imagining an appreciative woman watching. 

1 hour ago, Kittykiss said:

The skirt I was wearing was the only thing providing whatever privacy

I enjoyed your story of you peeing in front of people undetected. 

A skirt can make it easier for a female to pee in front of people and not get caught. I was in a situation painfully over fill and wanted to sneak pee under a picnic table I was seated at. But I couldn't whip it out, so I just held it. Ouch. I didn't  lose a drop but kind of wish I did. 

I love the sensation you describe slowly letting your pee out. 

Were you exposed or did you pee through whatever clothes you were wearing?

Although like our sex drive in general declines, so does our need for pee play, I don't think it ever goes away completely.  I am a 72 YO male . I still love it and I have some online female pee friends here and another site. They still love watching me desperately struggle to hold in my pee and either wet my pants or pee naked because I can't hold it anymore. 

I think you are correct though, there are very few senior females posting on the internet.  I am an older male that would enjoy seeing that though. But in the meantime I enjoy it  if woman of any age want to watch me.

I enjoy being really desperate to pee. Even if I have no intention of wetting my pants, it feels great to see how long I can hold it . I love the sensation that my pee is trying to come out, as I struggle to hold it in. I am actually doing it right now. I have had to stop and hold myself and squeeze my legs together several times, including just a minute ago. Of course I enjoy wetting my pants too, usually an unplanned hold , and pushing it to the limit for too long. I really thought I was going to leak just now. I always imagine an appreciative female is watching. 

I love seeing her do the same.

Many songs have been written about how pleasurable it was to get caught in the rain, romantic even. I never got the attraction. 

However, one rainy day I had unintentionally been holding my pee as I did things around the house. As I finished My tasks I realized I had been holding it a long time, and my bladder was really full.  I was also feeling horney and a bit adventurous . I wondered if I could hold it a bit longer while I walk down to the mail box. It was raining quite hard at the time, and I had to pee desperately.  The rain started getting my jeans wet quickly.  Still I struggled to try and hold in my pee until I got back inside. I had never wet my pants in public especially in front of my neighbors homes

 The sound of the falling rain, which had soaked my jeans was too much . I couldn't hold it anymore and the warm wetness of my pee  countering the cool rain felt awesome.  So I just let go hard. Pee gushing down both my legs.

Is that what they meant by fun in the rain. Perhaps not but ir was fun to me

It is almost midnight eastern time USA. I am having trouble getting the different forms l(ike pee questions and real wetting) to load. The site and main board loads without any issue 

It is fairly common that they load very slow or not at all on my phone. My laptop is better. It is not mobile network though. Both are operating on  the same my own wi-fi network.  Could be the Mobil version of the site is slow.

I have been unable to play ( still shouldn't) due to a prostate procedure. I had not planned this.

Just an hours ago, I was  seated at the table naked ,online drinking 3 big mugs of tea . I noticed my bladder was rapidly filling . Ahh I didn't feel like getting up, so I started holding my pee, without any plan in mind. Eventually the pressure became intense, not only in my full bladder, but at the tip of my penis.

Still engrossed in what I was doing, I tried ignoring it, but soon found myself squirming because the  sharp sting and pressure at my hole indicated my urine was going to come out soon. My sphincter was getting tired from being chinched tightly shut. I felt pee start to seep through the slit of my pee hole. I squeezed it tightly with my hand which got a bit wet. This continued on and off for a minute, then the  immediate pressure released I stopped leaking. 

Feeling better I thought it was ok to continue to hold. The latent feeling of enjoying this returned.  Several more times over the next 45 minutes this scenario repeated , hold myself when my pee felt like it was going to come out, leak, feel better keep holding,repeat. Eventually , the leaks got bigger and started forming a puddle on the floor. Finally the pressure in my dick became much stronger, this time it would not be a simple leak, I was about to lose control. I stood up and started leaking a slow but continuous , unstoppable stream of pee  as I hurried to the bathroom, leaving a trail of pee on the floor. Having revealed enough pressure on the way I was able to stop the flow. But I knew this was only momentary, and at this point I was not going to waste my held urine in the toilet. I stepped into the tub, and soon started another leak. My legs and genital area were wet with pee, so I used the shower head just to clean it off. Ok I knew what would happen . I totally lost control peeing hard in the tub , just because I wanted too .

PS I hope my Dr. does not see this because it will be a few more weeks until I am healed, until the I can't get aroused and participate in sexual activity IE masterbate.

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From a few years ago, I held my pee until I was very desperate , then recorded the last 8+ minutes. I struggle by leg crossing and lots of dick holding, even after I can't stop the leaks and the wet spot in my jeans grows. Eventually, the leaks become spurts, and a steady stream try as I might I am unable to stop. I let go go soaking my jeans.

Here is the link.

                                                            Desperate Pee Holding Until I Wet My Jeans

Another desperate video  I hold my morning pee. Not dressed yet. At first I squeeze my pee filled dick,  even shook it to keep my pee inside. but then decided to let my sphincter do the holding. . My penis moves slightly whenever I tighten my sphincter when my pee feels like it was about to come out. Despite  this I eventually leak a little bit.  I just couldnt hold it.

https://www.erome.com/a/e70w2Z3u

Later before. bed feeling naughty   Although I was not desperate,I decided to pee out the window. It was dark outside .wish you could see better

https://www.erome.com/a/y3JM1N4Y

There are other older videos in my profile there.

I love hearing about female desperation as it gets  more difficult to hold. How did this end. Were you completely dry or soaked?

WARNING : CONTAINS MALE NUDEITY https://www.erome.com/a/m3h91KGq

I held my pee from mid afternoon keeping hydrated. Here I struggle to hold it in wearing briefs. I leak a bit then stand to walk to bathroom tub. I can't help dribbling on the floor. I reach my destination and I can't hold it anymore.  I first pee through my briefs, then pull them down and pee nude into tub. Close up on penis.

Although I have been peeing and posting for many years this is my first attempt at using my phone editor and linking to outside site

 Let me start with I would LOVE  to experience this with like minded people . I don't have words to describe how much I wish this could happen. To date I have only had one person that even indulge my fetish, my ex-wife.

However  I have noticed these real world issues . I don't want to be a killjoy a downer, I really wish this could happen , but for a pee party to actually occur these things must be considered.

   From time to time this topic has come up on this and other pee sites over the decades. But  to my knowledge ,it never progressed beyond vague general, but hopeful talk. Real problems include this fetish is a relatively small niche and we are spread out over a wide, geographic, even , international ,or inter- continental areas. So it follows we also live in many different time zones.  Therefore, many people would have to travel a long way to have this exceptional enjoyment.

We don't really know who people we have befriended online. Can we trust them with something so intimate about us . Many of us ( myself included) find this fetish highly sexual. I would masterbate in private if nessisary . I respect boundaries not everyone does. 

Finally, the pee fetish has multiple aspects.  Personally enjoy  long pee holding, desperation and pants wetting. Even this will leave puddles. Others have fun peeing on or in things the list goes on and on. This creates a hygiene issue.  Who will clean up the huge mess and be responsible for any damage.

 All these actual logistics are discouraging even depressing, and I think why it has not happened that I am aware of, although I guess it does happen occasionally. It would need to be a fairly small local affair.

If someone can figure it out I am all in. 

I never even thought of asking my parents about my potty training. Talking about body functions like that was strictly taboo. I don't remember my own potty training . However, I am the oldest of three ; my younger siblings are three and four years younger than me so I remember some bit and pieces.

 My parents as well as the nuns in Catholic school were very strict . Basic potty training aside, I clearly remember that we were expected to be able to control ourselves. Any sign of desperation  or much worse an accident was  strictly forbidden, leading to punishment. We were told we were weak and babyish. I do recall holding myself in front of them because, I had to go very badly and was reprimanded in front of everyone.  Asking to be excused in school was beyond embarrassing.  We were given the third degree, told to grow up and asked why it was so urgent, in front of the class. It was impossible to get past the principal's office on the way to the restroom from most classes, where students were subject to another blistering interrogation. So I never once asked to go. I did quietly hold myself and squirm under my desk sometimes, if I was really desperate. I never wet in school itself.

As a result I was afraid to admit I needed to pee to anyone, even if  outside of home or school my pee dancing, holding myself made it obvious. The ironic thing is occasionally I couldn't hold it any longer and I actually wet my pants, the very thing that was to be avoided. I got called on it by friends a couple times, even though it was mostly my briefs that got soaked, little was noticeable in my pants themselves. What was noticeable, I had been increasingly frantic and suddenly stopped struggling altogether. These accidents were through my early teens, except one bigger incident when I was 18. That time being able to hold more pee longer losing control meant my outer pants were noticeably wet. I was able to hide my wettings or my pants dried and my parents never found out.

A video I saw recently on Youtube  an expert said this type of childhood have lead to a pee fetish.

This is a snapshot of the fountian I described above.

Listening to females pee is not just for kids. I fondly recall listening to girls pee in my youngest childhood memories.  I especially recall hearing prolonged forceful , and a special treat a hissy piss.  Through the years, I have heard good female friends who never seemed to have to go,  peeing.  I even heard a female dr. Urinating while I sat in the waiting room.

I am just weeks away from my 72nd birthday and I still enjoy the sound of a woman peeing.  I have been on the phone with a female friend who just this week said she really had to pee. I asked her to bring the phone in the bathroom with her to let me listen. She held the phone between her legs to give me a.clear sound of her tinkling.

I prefer  moderate yellow in color to clearly indicate it is pee not water. I also enjoy the smell of fresh urine. 

I have held my pee until I couldn't, got naked and layed down in thhe tub. I have laid there until my pee starts coming out on its own. I then let go, and take advantage of having a penis to create a pee fountain . I aim it around in all directions to pee on  as much of my body as possible.  I start aiming upward towards my head. If I have a good strong stream I briefly hit my face. I aim down towards my feet as well.  Next , the bulk of my pee gets my legs, chest and belly . I do that later when high pressure isn't as important.

 This was my first experience I can recall . I was interested in girls needing to pee from about 5-6 years old. My first memory was playing in the sandbox with the girl  around my age and she became very desperate. She was squirming and holding herself. I became keenly interested and was enjoying watching her struggle, but at the time I didn't know why I felt excited, I knew nothing about sex. Feeling like she couldn't hold it any longer she said she had to go in the house, but I didn't want the fun to end. It was just 15 minutes until lunch, so I tried to convince her to wait, and she reluctantly agreed. She became increasingly frantic . We seperated on the way into our houses, and right after that on the way into her house she wet her pants, but I missed it. Her mom was not pleased.

After that I secretly sought out females desperate to pee. It became a entirely different matter once I reached puberty.

I didn't have much opportunity to listen  to females peeing, not for the lack of trying.   I found the idea  of the sound of females peeing very interesting , and  subtly tried to listen , without getting caught, succeeding occasionally . Hell many decades later, I still do,

I love planned desperation and wetting because you can't hold it any more.

Sometimes when I hold my pee until I can't and I wet my pants I step into the tub , as hot pee is running down my legs ,and let go. I enjoy all the fun of holding my pee until I can't stop it from coming out ,uncontrollably, without having to mop up a big puddle on the floor.