Deciding to wait - with consequences

[gldenwetgoose 21,493]

This is one of those 'share your experiences' posts...

The scenario is one of those where you're out and about somewhere, you have the chance to pee, you wonder if you should but decide to carry on - and then find yourself questioning your judgement.

I'm guessing it may apply to the ladies a little more?  Perhaps the whole business of going to the bathroom, waiting for a stall, having to almost completely undress for a little tinkle in a maybe not so clean toilet seems unappealing compared to just waiting until you get home.  But equally applicable to the guys too.

As an example experience, about five years ago my wife and I were on a trip in the USA.  We'd caught an internal flight on one of those little commuter planes with maybe 20 seats and five of us on board.  The other three passengers were very pretty local girls, probably final year of university age.  Whilst waiting for our bags after the flight, one of the girls looking longingly towards the ladies' room said to my wife and to the group in general "I really need a wee, but my house is like 15 minutes from here and I want to wait until I get home to my own bathroom".   I've wondered ever since how her taxi ride went...

 

So don't be shy - have you passed over times when you could or should have taken the opportunity to pee - how did it end up for you?  Did you make it?   Would love to hear your experiences.

[LovesToWet 3,802]

I think there will be plenty of people on here like me that wished they had gone before getting into a car and struggling to get to the services or home due to their bladders being full.

I never made it and had to park in the corner of Tesco's car park and hide behind my driver's door, knee down and pee. Luckily no-one saw me.

[Kupar 13,340]

One of the very few times that K has had this experience was a walk in the countryside in the summer of 2020 (yes, we were allowed out) when her normally iron bladder control deserted her. We had actually not long started out on our walk (it was the first 15-mile stretch of a 40-mile walk that we did over the course of three separate days), and were planning a coffee and toilet stop about half way, so perhaps that was what had meant that her normal very carefully controlled approach to intake and output wasn't fully operating.

We were a few miles from the town we'd started from when she started mentioning that she needed a wee. I pointed out that she had only two options as we were an hour at least from the coffee stop in the next village - either hold on or just go. She chose to hold on and see if the urge would pass.

There was no-one around, of course - apart from the odd farmer in a tractor working on the big arable fields, it's pretty deserted in that part of East Anglia. She really isn't keen on peeing in the open air ... her stream is almost always very messy, and she doesn't like spraying or dribbling down her legs and finds the whole taking clothes down / off thing too much trouble, to say nothing of unease about being seen.

In the end, getting increasingly desperate she had to concede defeat. She was wearing a short denim skirt and a pair of footless tights over her knickers, and she went beside a hedge, hoicked up the skirt, pulled down the tights and knickers, squatted and peed. She didn't really have much of a choice if she didn't want to wet herself, but didn't enjoy the experience at the time. I did though 🙂 and she was much happier walking in less discomfort for the rest of the morning.

[LovesToWet 3,802]

@Kupar @gldenwetgoose I think I must have been asleep in my old English lessons as you two are far more descriptive than me. 

[gldenwetgoose 21,493]

4 minutes ago, LovesToWet said:

@Kupar @gldenwetgoose I think I must have been asleep in my old English lessons as you two are far more descriptive than me. 

Honestly @LovesToWet - it can often be a curse more than a blessing.  The time lost typing for one, and the 'will you just give me a simple answer....'

[Kupar 13,340]

4 minutes ago, LovesToWet said:

@Kupar @gldenwetgoose I think I must have been asleep in my old English lessons as you two are far more descriptive than me. 

Haha! As Goose says, there's more than one way of getting a story across effectively my friend! Your descriptions are just fine 🙂 

[Peewee123 1,124]

I remember when I was about 18/19, we went to a pub with college friends. I drove as I don’t drink alcohol so that makes me designated driver most of the time! We’d been out all evening, drinking, chatting etc and just enjoying a nice warm evening (lovely pub by the lake that does water sports etc). I don’t often drink too much as one or two cokes in an evening is plenty and as most of you know by now I have have a huge bladder and pelvic floor muscles of a champion lol. Home was only 10-15 mins away, plus dropping off friends on the way I would be a maximum of 30 mins. I wasn’t too desperate and hate public toilet so I planned to wait until I got home like usual (I almost never go to the toilet when out and about as I can easily hold it). 
Well that all back fires when I ran out of petrol not far from the pub 🤣 I had completely forgotten I needed petrol and as the pub was in the countryside there were no services nearby. We were stranded on a country road in the pitch black (no street lights etc) with nothing nearby and the pub now closed so no chance to go back. I called The AA (car breakdown service) and they said they’d come as soon as they could. Well they took about 1.5 hours and my poor bladder was getting fuller and fuller but I had 5 friends in the car (including a boy I had a crush on) and couldn’t do much about it! I sat there getting more and more uncomfortable to the point I had to moan about it so everyone knew in the end. It got to the point where it was painful and I wasn’t sure what to do, but I held on. 
eventually the mechanic arrived with a canister of fuel, topped me up and I was on my way. I still had to drive all my friends to their houses and then drive home which was an excruciating drive but I made it home. I don’t think I have ever been so relieved to pee in my life 🤣

[LovesToWet 3,802]

@Peewee123 great story, I couldn't have managed holding like that

[Bacardi 10,134]

4 hours ago, gldenwetgoose said:

"I really need a wee, but my house is like 15 minutes from here and I want to wait until I get home to my own bathroom".

It's literally me lol. I loathe public bathrooms and would much rather wait till I get home to pee. I have held my pee upwards of 13 hrs or so at work just so I could pee at home in the comfort of my own clean bathroom. It happens so often that I don't have any stories in particular to share, but that is definitely my motto lol. Hold till I get home!

[Peewee123 1,124]

@Bacardi I’m the same, I almost never use bathrooms elsewhere. One thing I’ve noticed though is that my bladder is obviously used to peeing whenever I come home, so now even if I only pop out for 10 mins, when I get home I feel like I need to go 🤣

[DoctorDoctor 1,391]

10 hours ago, Bacardi said:

It's literally me lol. I loathe public bathrooms and would much rather wait till I get home to pee. I have held my pee upwards of 13 hrs or so at work just so I could pee at home in the comfort of my own clean bathroom. It happens so often that I don't have any stories in particular to share, but that is definitely my motto lol. Hold till I get home!

Wow, that release would be incredible to witness, or assist in any way necessary!

[DoctorDoctor 1,391]

9 hours ago, Peewee123 said:

@Bacardi I’m the same, I almost never use bathrooms elsewhere. One thing I’ve noticed though is that my bladder is obviously used to peeing whenever I come home, so now even if I only pop out for 10 mins, when I get home I feel like I need to go 🤣

So, is it an urgent, immediate need every time you get home? Or, do you casuallly make your way to the toilet, considering you have been holding so long already, what is another minute or 2?

[Maclir 1,060]

12 minutes ago, DoctorDoctor said:

So, is it an urgent, immediate need every time you get home? Or, do you casuallly make your way to the toilet, considering you have been holding so long already, what is another minute or 2?

That wouldn't work for me... I can be at a 5 out of 10 level of needing to pee - but as soon as I get home, I know the toilet is close, and the closer I get to it, the greater the demand.  If I'm not unzipping as I enter the bathroom, I'm likely to burst and soak my pants as I get to the toilet.

[Peewee123 1,124]

1 hour ago, DoctorDoctor said:

So, is it an urgent, immediate need every time you get home? Or, do you casuallly make your way to the toilet, considering you have been holding so long already, what is another minute or 2?

No. It’s rarely urgent. I usually come in, put stuff away, see pets, etc and then go to the toilet. If I’ve held it ages then it can suddenly become a little urgent and I’d go as soon as I took coat & shoes off and put keys away. In that instant it gets more urgent the closer I get. Lol

[Sophie 24,410]

I've been burned by this a few times. When I'm seeing family we always stop at some services about 30 minutes away from her house to have a wee and stretch our legs, maybe phone her to say we are nearly there, that sort of thing. The problem is, on the way back we usually don't stop because we had a wee just before leaving 30 minutes ago! There has been a few times where I have given the kids the car keys, taken their house key and left them to empty the boot while I dash off to empty my bladder. 

Sometimes my knickers don't survive completely unscathed and get a few sprinkles ... 

... Sometimes I don't have time to pull them down and they get the full deluge. 

[Alfresco 11,633]

My worst one for a bad decision was in London when I'd decided I wasn't going to use the toilet at the offices of a client I was visiting, thinking that I'd prefer to find an alley somewhere after I had left them (purely because I enjoy peeing outdoors and finding a place in the middle of the day in the middle of London is always a bit of a rush).  I was wearing a full suit and was walking down the road looking for somewhere, but there was just nowhere discrete.   That is unusual for London as there are so many little cuts, parks, dumpster stores etc. etc. that I have always found somewhere.  However, this place was just an open road with nothing to hide behind.

As desperation was building and realisation was setting in that there wasn't anywhere hidden and I was running out of time, I had the first couple of spurts in my boxers.   I ended up sitting on a wall where behind the wall was a drop to in front of an office basement.   I wet myself through my boxers and trousers and it all fell 10-15 feet onto the floor below me and behind the wall.   The people walking past probably didn't realise what was going on, but if there was anyone in the room whose windows were below me, they would have been wondering about the isolated rain!  

when my bladder was empty, I sat and waited for the dripping to subside and then I tried to figure out what to do.  I had no choice really but to walk to the Underground station, get the tube train to the mainline station and then get the mainline train home.   I'm sure plenty people saw my wet trousers and knew exactly what had happened and I definitely left a wet patch on the seat on the Underground Train and probably the mainline train as well.

 

[thlopp 70]

I was on a training course recently. It was through Zoom due to covid and I was attending from home. During the lunch break I needed to pee a little but ran out of time. I thought I could hold it until a break so joined without peeing.

As the session went on I found myself growing more and more desperate. We were an hour in and I thought there will be a break any minute now. The trainer carried on with his presentation and after about 15 minutes the sensation to pee was overpowering. I could no longer concentrate on the training and was exploring options of relieving myself. I decided I was going to take the laptop to the bathroom with me (thank god we were all muted and had our cameras off)!

I carried my laptop with me to the bathroom only to find it locked. I could here my wife having a shower. I was out of luck. Being more and more desperate I was thinking of how to minimise damage. I would not be able to explain a naughty pee as my wife does not share the fetish and I did not want to sit in wet clothing. I considered peeing out the window but that would have left me too exposed.

I grabbed a nappy that was meant for our son and decided this would be the safest bet. I went to my bedroom and locked the door. I took off my underwear and held the nappy close to avoid making a splash. Seeing how desperate I was, it took a surprisingly long time to get going. It initially came out in spurts and I had to ease myself for it to flow. All this time I was paranoid of someone trying to come in.

I felt the nappy getting heavier and heavier but my bladder still felt full. It was much heavier than what my son's usually is and I was worried that it would leak. I decided to ease off a little and return to smaller spurts.

I stopped peeing with my bladder still quite full but I did not want to risk making a mess. This "stunt" stopped the urgency and provided much needed relief. I returned to my training. When the long needed break finally did come, my wife was finished with the bathroom and I emptied what was left. I must have peed for a solid minute so I was still very full!

[Alfresco 11,633]

17 hours ago, thlopp said:

I was on a training course recently. It was through Zoom due to covid and I was attending from home. During the lunch break I needed to pee a little but ran out of time. I thought I could hold it until a break so joined without peeing.

As the session went on I found myself growing more and more desperate. We were an hour in and I thought there will be a break any minute now. The trainer carried on with his presentation and after about 15 minutes the sensation to pee was overpowering. I could no longer concentrate on the training and was exploring options of relieving myself. I decided I was going to take the laptop to the bathroom with me (thank god we were all muted and had our cameras off)!

I carried my laptop with me to the bathroom only to find it locked. I could here my wife having a shower. I was out of luck. Being more and more desperate I was thinking of how to minimise damage. I would not be able to explain a naughty pee as my wife does not share the fetish and I did not want to sit in wet clothing. I considered peeing out the window but that would have left me too exposed.

I grabbed a nappy that was meant for our son and decided this would be the safest bet. I went to my bedroom and locked the door. I took off my underwear and held the nappy close to avoid making a splash. Seeing how desperate I was, it took a surprisingly long time to get going. It initially came out in spurts and I had to ease myself for it to flow. All this time I was paranoid of someone trying to come in.

I felt the nappy getting heavier and heavier but my bladder still felt full. It was much heavier than what my son's usually is and I was worried that it would leak. I decided to ease off a little and return to smaller spurts.

I stopped peeing with my bladder still quite full but I did not want to risk making a mess. This "stunt" stopped the urgency and provided much needed relief. I returned to my training. When the long needed break finally did come, my wife was finished with the bathroom and I emptied what was left. I must have peed for a solid minute so I was still very full!

Improvising whilst on a call is something I've had to do many times.   I have either sat on a towel laid on my seat and peed into that or I have used a large mug or pint glass to pee.  Most of my calls are without camera but I do have to contribute, so I have to pick a moment where I think I can stay on mute for a minute or two.

[weequeen 1,990]

Had this happen a few times. I'm really good at holding - I've built the skill up since I was a kid and didn't know why I liked holding so much, it was like a challenge to me to hold as long as I could. But one time I waited longer than I expected. A couple years ago I went out with a couple of friends and after dinner I had to go but I thought I could hold until I got home without a problem. I was the driver and had to drop two others off first. Of course there was a traffic jam and was delayed half an hour longer than I expected and my "sorta need" jumped to "need to go BAD" quickly. I don't know if the others noticed but I was very uncomfortable. Probably the urge was heightened because I knew I couldn't go - they were friends who don't know my fetish and I wouldn't want to know or pee in front of them if I could avoid it. I squeezed my thighs together but every little bump on the road made me want to start gushing. I did leak a couple times but managed to shut it off.

Anyway. I dropped the two off, I didn't even get out of the car because I knew that as soon as I stood up and got out of the car the pee would pour out of me haha. When I was alone, I drove into an empty parking lot, got out and squat and peed through my leggings, since I knew there wasn't even enough time to push them down. It felt wonderful finally letting my bladder do what it had been aching to do. Peeing in a parking lot was not a new thing to me but I genuinely almost pissed in my car with my two friends there because bad judgement of my bladder.

[Colormerose 818]

On 5/3/2022 at 8:17 AM, Alfresco said:

My worst one for a bad decision was in London when I'd decided I wasn't going to use the toilet at the offices of a client I was visiting, thinking that I'd prefer to find an alley somewhere after I had left them (purely because I enjoy peeing outdoors and finding a place in the middle of the day in the middle of London is always a bit of a rush).  I was wearing a full suit and was walking down the road looking for somewhere, but there was just nowhere discrete.   That is unusual for London as there are so many little cuts, parks, dumpster stores etc. etc. that I have always found somewhere.  However, this place was just an open road with nothing to hide behind.

As desperation was building and realisation was setting in that there wasn't anywhere hidden and I was running out of time, I had the first couple of spurts in my boxers.   I ended up sitting on a wall where behind the wall was a drop to in front of an office basement.   I wet myself through my boxers and trousers and it all fell 10-15 feet onto the floor below me and behind the wall.   The people walking past probably didn't realise what was going on, but if there was anyone in the room whose windows were below me, they would have been wondering about the isolated rain!  

when my bladder was empty, I sat and waited for the dripping to subside and then I tried to figure out what to do.  I had no choice really but to walk to the Underground station, get the tube train to the mainline station and then get the mainline train home.   I'm sure plenty people saw my wet trousers and knew exactly what had happened and I definitely left a wet patch on the seat on the Underground Train and probably the mainline train as well.

 

so sorry you were caught short un wanted that's never fun. I hope you enjoyed it anyways. atleast the relief. Your account of this was very hot. 

[Bladderlad 823]

On 5/3/2022 at 2:17 PM, Alfresco said:

My worst one for a bad decision was in London when I'd decided I wasn't going to use the toilet at the offices of a client I was visiting, thinking that I'd prefer to find an alley somewhere after I had left them (purely because I enjoy peeing outdoors and finding a place in the middle of the day in the middle of London is always a bit of a rush).  I was wearing a full suit and was walking down the road looking for somewhere, but there was just nowhere discrete.   That is unusual for London as there are so many little cuts, parks, dumpster stores etc. etc. that I have always found somewhere.  However, this place was just an open road with nothing to hide behind.

As desperation was building and realisation was setting in that there wasn't anywhere hidden and I was running out of time, I had the first couple of spurts in my boxers.   I ended up sitting on a wall where behind the wall was a drop to in front of an office basement.   I wet myself through my boxers and trousers and it all fell 10-15 feet onto the floor below me and behind the wall.   The people walking past probably didn't realise what was going on, but if there was anyone in the room whose windows were below me, they would have been wondering about the isolated rain!  

when my bladder was empty, I sat and waited for the dripping to subside and then I tried to figure out what to do.  I had no choice really but to walk to the Underground station, get the tube train to the mainline station and then get the mainline train home.   I'm sure plenty people saw my wet trousers and knew exactly what had happened and I definitely left a wet patch on the seat on the Underground Train and probably the mainline train as well.

 

Hell that's a hot scenario! Did you accidentally lose control?

[Alfresco 11,633]

4 hours ago, Bladderlad said:

Hell that's a hot scenario! Did you accidentally lose control?

I was on the verge of losing control and had released a few spurts in my trousers.  It was at the point where if I didn't find somewhere in the next couple of minutes then I felt that there was a severe danger that I would be flooding my trousers whilst walking, in the middle of the street and in full view.   I could see that I wasn't going to find anywhere for a hidden pee where I could get my dick out, so I consciously accepted that I was going to pee myself and therefore the only consideration then was how to minimise damage and attention.   I thought sitting where I did would mean passers by wouldn't know what I was doing because the pee would fall down behind the wall and the front of my trousers should remain dryish as I pushed my dick down to wet below rather than coming upwards to the front.   I tried to keep my knees higher than my bum by hanging my bum over the back of the wall so that in theory at least, most of the wetness would stay in a relatively small area around my bum.   I did consciously let go in that position, but I think if I hadn't done, it would have happened anyway within a few minutes at most.

[Alfresco 11,633]

12 hours ago, Colormerose said:

so sorry you were caught short un wanted that's never fun. I hope you enjoyed it anyways. atleast the relief. Your account of this was very hot. 

Well, it wasn't fun in as much as it wasn't what I wanted to do.   However, it was a lovely feeling of warmth and it was quite liberating to be doing it right in front of people who were walking past just a few feet away.  I was fine whilst peeing, but what concerned me was the fact that I would then have to walk in public to the Tube (Underground railway network) station, get across London on the Tube, with one change including a further walk between platform and then another walk from the Tube to the mainline train station, then wait for a train and board a train.   I knew that the back of my trousers would be very wet and it would be very obvious that I had wet myself and I was embarrassed about that and was a bit concerned that there may be some reaction.   However, I needn't have worried as despite walking past loads of people and riding on three trains, not one person said anything.   I did leave a very damp patch on the seat of the first tube train and a less damp patch on the second tube train, so by the time I was walking to the final train, it was probably less visible.   There was still a slight mark on the seat of the mainline train, so it was obviously still damp enough.

So, in conclusion, it wasn't all bad and if anyone wants to wet themselves in public, passers by might think to themselves that you've wet yourself and have their own internal judgement on that (positive, negative or indifferent) but chances are that nobody will say anything to you.   Maybe that is just London - London commuters are known for keeping themselves to themselves and not interacting with other commuters.

[Bladderlad 823]

1 hour ago, Alfresco said:

Well, it wasn't fun in as much as it wasn't what I wanted to do.   However, it was a lovely feeling of warmth and it was quite liberating to be doing it right in front of people who were walking past just a few feet away.  I was fine whilst peeing, but what concerned me was the fact that I would then have to walk in public to the Tube (Underground railway network) station, get across London on the Tube, with one change including a further walk between platform and then another walk from the Tube to the mainline train station, then wait for a train and board a train.   I knew that the back of my trousers would be very wet and it would be very obvious that I had wet myself and I was embarrassed about that and was a bit concerned that there may be some reaction.   However, I needn't have worried as despite walking past loads of people and riding on three trains, not one person said anything.   I did leave a very damp patch on the seat of the first tube train and a less damp patch on the second tube train, so by the time I was walking to the final train, it was probably less visible.   There was still a slight mark on the seat of the mainline train, so it was obviously still damp enough.

So, in conclusion, it wasn't all bad and if anyone wants to wet themselves in public, passers by might think to themselves that you've wet yourself and have their own internal judgement on that (positive, negative or indifferent) but chances are that nobody will say anything to you.   Maybe that is just London - London commuters are known for keeping themselves to themselves and not interacting with other commuters.

When I lived in London, I witnessed young guys who had wet themselves , 3 times! All at mainline stations

[Colormerose 818]

3 hours ago, Alfresco said:

Well, it wasn't fun in as much as it wasn't what I wanted to do.   However, it was a lovely feeling of warmth and it was quite liberating to be doing it right in front of people who were walking past just a few feet away.  I was fine whilst peeing, but what concerned me was the fact that I would then have to walk in public to the Tube (Underground railway network) station, get across London on the Tube, with one change including a further walk between platform and then another walk from the Tube to the mainline train station, then wait for a train and board a train.   I knew that the back of my trousers would be very wet and it would be very obvious that I had wet myself and I was embarrassed about that and was a bit concerned that there may be some reaction.   However, I needn't have worried as despite walking past loads of people and riding on three trains, not one person said anything.   I did leave a very damp patch on the seat of the first tube train and a less damp patch on the second tube train, so by the time I was walking to the final train, it was probably less visible.   There was still a slight mark on the seat of the mainline train, so it was obviously still damp enough.

So, in conclusion, it wasn't all bad and if anyone wants to wet themselves in public, passers by might think to themselves that you've wet yourself and have their own internal judgement on that (positive, negative or indifferent) but chances are that nobody will say anything to you.   Maybe that is just London - London commuters are known for keeping themselves to themselves and not interacting with other commuters.

Well then I'm thankful no one said anything to you so you could have that exhilarating thrill. Despite the embarrassment of being caught short like that. I would be terrified and embarrassed so I can only imagine how you felt.