Roadside Emergency

[gldenwetgoose 20,349]

This last week has been an amazing blast of a time, where I've almost lived a fantasy double life - away from the normal domestics and office routine, to photograph a huge live music festival.

Hence I've been living away from home for six days - working with my last band last night at 10pm. It was an indoor gig, several hundred people in a small-is space with no aircon, so was hot - maybe 30 deg plus sort of hot and stuffy,  During the night I tried to keep myself hydrated with a couple of pints of lemonade.  Once the gig had finished I made my way back to my car, taking a wrong turn or two through the fresh air of the city streets.  The drive takes an hour and I was conscious I hadn't had a pee before I left, but it wasn't an issue.

However about 20 minutes into the journey I suddenly became aware of the need to pee.  I should mention that I seem to be prone to certain drink additives causing extreme and sudden urges, rather than gradually and comfortably filling up. So over the space of about two miles I went from the 'mmm, this feels quite nice' to the 'Oh God, I'm going to wet myself'.  Maybe not actually wet myself but most definitely won't be getting home with a full bladder.

Over literally the next couple of minutes I found myself fighting and weighing up the options.  I was on the motorway, so stopping in a non-emergency is illegal - but does this count as an emergency?  There was a roundabout approaching where the minor motorway I was on met the main north-south UK motorway, I'm wary of stopping on the roundabout - there isn't a parking area.  So the next plan was the services area a couple of miles up the road. At that time of night its car park would be near deserted - a quick door open, let fly and drive off should be just the solution.

Then that thing happened where, because the end is in sight, the urgency multiplied ten times. I got stuck behind a freight lorry at the roundabout who then joined the motorway in front of me lumbering up to his slow speed. As soon as I could I overtook him, squeezing my penis through my jeans for all I was worth. Then to add insult I saw the sign for the services, expecting it to say 1 mile - but no, horror it was a full seven miles to the relief area. That would be five to six minutes, and whilst fifteen minutes ago that would have been fine, now it was beyond belief.

Despite having my seatbelt on, with one hand I ripped open my belt and top button and then undid the zip as much as I could. That meant I could grab hold of myself through my boxer shorts, not that was any help whatsoever. By this point I was shaking and sweating, muscles screaming in pain as they attempted to stem the hot flow. Then it happened - I felt my hand warm as a spurt escaped. Only the one, but obviously there was plenty more to come.

Decision made - this was an emergency, so I pulled onto the hard shoulder and stopped as quickly as I could, then waited for a large truck to pass. Another spurt and then I jumped out of the car. My thought was that if I went to the front passenger side I'd be safest and hidden from oncoming headlights. I still had my had clamping firmly onto my manhood through my boxers, belt and jeans wide open. I used my other hand to pull the waistband of my boxers and tried to pull them down as quickly as I could.

As I did so, in a fraction of a second hot pee exploded from my bladder against my hand - bouncing off and spraying outwards in all directions. I felt a large trickle run down each leg inside my jeans, but fortunately most missed the rest of my clothes. Since I was standing right in front of my headlight I could see a thick splatter jet of silvery pee hitting the light and front bumper, pooling on the tarmac beneath me. The relief felt amazing, and what a disaster so closely averted.

The rest of the journey was uneventful although my mind was playing a delicious replay of a hold earlier in the day and that relief.

At home my jeans appeared dry, with no traces of darkening although my boxer shorts were definitely warm to the touch.

 

 

 

[speedy3471 10,630]

This sure sounded like an emergency to me lol. Here in Canada it's not against the law to pull over on the highway. Some of our highways don't have a wide enough shoulder so pulling over isn't always the safest thing to do lol