Business trip

[jorel2012 268]

Being in a hotel since two days and for the next ten days makes me miss my wife and her piss. 
Last thing she did for me was wetting herself on my lap while we were having breakfast. 
Then I had to leave for my business trip. 
During the drive to the hotel I let out some spurts into my underwear. 
Great fun and as often I couldn’t find an end to it, so I arrived at the hotel with a visible wet crotch. Time to put on the long jacket to hide my mess. 
After checking in I went to my room and immediately took my jeans off to take a look at my underwear. 
The blood-red boxers had big dark stains of my pee and my dick felt amazing in that damp cloth. 
I decided to rewet them right now. 
The existing stains got darker and that great feeling of warmth, wetness and cozyness spread through my crotch and my mind. 
I stopped just at the right time so that no drops would fall down on the floor. 
I started to hang up my clothes and shirts when the need for another round of wetness occupied my mind. 
While I put the shirts in the cabinet another flow of my pee went into my red boxers. This time the cloth was too soaked from the previous times so a few drops fell down and I left a trace of trickles on floor. 
Looking at the pee trickles on the floor made me wanting to wet myself even more. 
Since I still had more than enough pee in my bladder left I let go a big load into my underwear. 
No chance for my boxers to keep that amount of pee in the cloth, a big stream went down in the middle of my panties and the rest flowed down my legs. 
Now even my socks were soaked. 
All this stuff made my cock grew big and I rubbed my hand against the wet boxers to pet my dick. 
As the floor already looked like a mess I decided to let go all out. 
A huge fountain of pee shot out of my dick, went through the boxers with no resistance and formed a huge arc before hitting the floor. 
With a sigh of relief I rubbed my dick till the end. 
After I finished cleaning up everything, I continued emptying my suitcase and went to a restaurant to have dinner. 
As the boxers were still soaked I decided to not take some new ones but instead just put on my jeans and let him hang freely. The only thing I didn’t clean up was my crotch. 
I really enjoyed the feeling of being dirty and a bit smelly when I went for dinner. 
After a good meal and two beers my bladder was again filled quite good to enjoy the feeling of being in need. 
Back in the hotel I went to the bar for another beer just to finish the day in style. 
Next to me at the bar there was another man and we started chatting about what we do and so on. He ordered a second beer and insisted on paying the second round so I had to stay. As the chat was nice I didn’t mind but my bladder showed some signs of reaching it’s point of “rien ne vas plus”. 
I started to move a bit on chair to make things more convenient but the more I drank the more pressure I created… what a surprise. 
As a consequence of the guy paying for the previous beer I had to order as well a round of beer to not be unfair. 
I wasn’t sure if I was able to keep all the pee in my body until I reached my room but I was willing to try, so I decided not to use the restroom next to the bar. 
As our chat continued I felt almost every drop that filled my bladder more and more. The bulge was clearly visible but in the dark light of the bar no one noticed. 
When my beer was half empty I started to feel that my bladder was so full that at any point I might leak some drops. 
Unfortunately that made me so horny that my dick started to grow. 
A few drops left the tip of my glans. 
I looked around if anyone had taken notice but the dark light helped me out. 
Still half a beer left, I thought about letting out some small spurts just to ease the pain a bit. 
I tried to open a bit but instead of a few drops a huge gush of pee shot out and went directly into my jeans. 
I discretely looked down on my crotch and saw a dark spot showing on my jeans. I forgot that I wore no underwear. 
But the pain got better and the darkness of the bar would help me hide the spot quite good. 
Finally, I took my last sip of beer out of the glass and called the barkeeper to pay. 
While he was checking the amount I decided to let off another small stream of pee just for the naughty feeling of doing something forbidden. 
Damn, that’s so great!
After we said good bye to each other I went to the lift and hit the button for the fourth floor. While the door was closing I asked myself what would be the odds that other people would be waiting for the lift at this time of the night. Not many or no one. 
Immediately my bladder gave way for a good load of pee that went into my pants. As my dick was still hard the stream almost shot out above the knob. 
The stain was well visible when I left the lift. 
While entering the code for my room I gave another good shot into my pants. 
Trickles of my pee hit the floor when i entered my room. 
I was so horny that I took off my jeans and put on my still wet red boxers and went to the window to look outside. 
Finally I was able to release all at once. 
A huge stream shot though my panties and hit the window. I quickly put my hand on top of my dick so that the pee could better soak the boxers and not go right through it. 
I stood there about a minute enjoying the release and the easing pain. 
This night I came a second time. 

Edited November 29 by jorel2012

[jorel2012 268]

Today I was on a fair from 9 o’clock on. 
A lot of people there and some work to do for me. 
Later in the afternoon I had a bit of spare time left for me so I sat down in a corner where it was not so busy. 
The four coffees I had were already gone through my body and started to fill my bladder. 
I thought about yesterday and how much fun it was for me. 
So I did the obvious: I peed some small drops in my underwear. 
A quick look at my crotch made me sure that nothing was visible. 
While I stood up my pee was spreading down in my blue boxers and I could feel the dampness around my dick. 
This comfortable feeling made my little friend grow and it soon got a bit tight in my pants. 
I started walking around to enjoy the naughty feeling of having a wet underwear without anyone around noticing it. 
Many people passed by and I got more and more aroused just by thinking about wetting again in between all these people. 
Should I try it or not?    
It was very tempting to just let go. 
I stopped at a booth to have a look what they have to offer. 
While looking at their products I tried to pee just a little bit, so that only my underwear gets more damp and nothing was visible outside. 
A few drops left my penis and the well known damp feeling spread around in my boxers. 
Still nothing was visible and I decided that it was the right amount of pee in my pants to stop for the rest of the time I was at the fair. 
With only one hour left until the fair closed its doors, I decided not to visit the restroom to enjoy the sensation of having a full bladder. 
Soon, I was putting on my long jacket to leave the fair and headed over to my hotel. 
It’s a 10 minute walk from the fair to my hotel. 
The dark and cold night of the German November blew in my face when I got outside. 
I passed the bus station where all the visitors were waiting for the bus to bring them to their parking spaces and walked in the direction of the underpass I had to take to get to the other side of the main street. 
I was almost alone while walking through the underpass. 
My hand reached down in my jeans and I grabbed my dick to pull it upwards. 
With a quick look I made sure that no one was around me and then I peed a nice little stream in my hand that still was stuck in my underwear. 
The warm wetness made me forget the cold weather and I let out another big gush of pee into my boxers. 
My jacket was long and could hide my crotch but I still had to be careful that no stains from pee running down my legs were visible. 
At the other side of the underpass I had to use a ramp to walk back up to the street. While I walked on this ramp I peed a big load in my pants when suddenly a group of three people came around the corner to go down the ramp. Of course the load of pee was big enough that my boxers could not catch all of it and I felt my pee running down my legs. 
I didn’t want to look down at my jeans to not guide the three to look at my pants as well. I just hoped that nothing was visible. After they passed me without noticing me more than usual, I looked down and saw some small wet spots. 
I had to smile because I enjoyed this naughty feeling with great intense. 
Soon, I arrived at my hotel and quickly went to my room to not get in any more encounters. 
As soon as I closed my door behind me I released all my pee that was left in my bladder. 
My jeans darkened from getting very wet and a big puddle of my pee formed on the floor. 
I took all the wet clothes off, cleaned the floor as good as I could with the clothes and threw them in the shower. 
Then I pulled a new pair of jeans out of my suitcase and put them on without wearing underwear. 
Time for dinner. 
As I challenged my luck a few times today I didn’t want to risk being caught so I just had dinner, drank a beer and went back to my hotel. 
The hotel-bar was empty and so I ordered a beer to just think about this day and relax. 
“This pee fetish is getting a bit out of hand.”, I thought to myself. 
“No it doesn’t!”, said the second voice in my head. 
Perhaps some of you know this feeling of not being sure if it’s right or wrong what you just did. 
Anyway, the second voice won and while i paid my beer i released a few drops of pee. 
Back in my room I put on my already soaked blue boxer and did a big rewetting in the shower. 
Still not sure if it’s too much or not but I’m now in my bed and still thinking about peeing on myself tonight again.  
 

Edited November 30 by jorel2012

[Colormerose 823]

These experiences were extremely sexy!