Shivers17
男性, 55 歲
年齡55, 男性
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One day I was heading to the lake to spend the day fishing. I left the house early, hoping to find a nice and quiet spot and being secluded. I love to fish, but like to be alone.
I got to the lake and found a perfect spot. Nice shade, close to the water and as I thought, secluded.
Now when I fish, I take it serious. I have 6 poles, large tackle bags and live bait. I carry a chair and a lunch box with several bottles of coffee and water. I go prepared.
So, I got there, got set up and sat back drinking coffee and waiting on the fish. I sat there for a few hours enjoying several cups of coffee....and several fish bites. The longer I sat, the more aware I became that I needed to pee. I got up knowing I had several tree I could hide behind. As I stood up, I realized that there was a picnic area just behind me that I hadn't noticed, and it was packed.
I knew I couldn't just whip it out and let it flow as there where people in view. It wasn't an option to pack up because of the amount of stuff I had with me. It also wasn't an option to face the lake as several boats found my spot as well.
I leaned back against a tree, trying to weigh my options. As I stood there, I felt something crawling on my neck. I reached up and pulled off a big wasp. One of those with the red bodies and black wings. I am highly allergic to these, deathly allergic. I mean, 5 minutes after a sting I would be dead.
I had to pee so bad and with the startle of the wasp, the flood gate opened. Unable to stop the flow, my shorts got soaked. I had streams going down my legs and flowing from my shorts.
This had never happened to me. As an adult. I mean, I had just completely pissed myself. In the back of my mind, I also had the sensation that I loved the feeling. There was a nice breeze and between my wet shorts and the breeze, I had massive wood. I enjoyed this so much that I stayed at the lake long enough to intentionally pee myself 3 more times.
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This is my discovery of my omo/pee/wetting fetish.
One day I was heading to the lake to spend the day fishing. I left the house early, hoping to find a nice and quiet spot and being secluded. I love to fish, but like to be alone.
I got to the lake and found a perfect spot. Nice shade, close to the water and as I thought, secluded.
Now when I fish, I take it serious. I have 6 poles, large tackle bags and live bait. I carry a chair and a lunch box with several bottles of coffee and water. I go prepared.
So, I got there, got set up and sat back drinking coffee and waiting on the fish. I sat there for a few hours enjoying several cups of coffee....and several fish bites. The longer I sat, the more aware I became that I needed to pee. I got up knowing I had several tree I could hide behind. As I stood up, I realized that there was a picnic area just behind me that I hadn't noticed, and it was packed.
I knew I couldn't just whip it out and let it flow as there where people in view. It wasn't an option to pack up because of the amount of stuff I had with me. It also wasn't an option to face the lake as several boats found my spot as well.
I leaned back against a tree, trying to weigh my options. As I stood there, I felt something crawling on my neck. I reached up and pulled off a big wasp. One of those with the red bodies and black wings. I am highly allergic to these, deathly allergic. I mean, 5 minutes after a sting I would be dead.
I had to pee so bad and with the startle of the wasp, the flood gate opened. Unable to stop the flow, my shorts got soaked. I had streams going down my legs and flowing from my shorts.
This had never happened to me. As an adult. I mean, I had just completely pissed myself. In the back of my mind, I also had the sensation that I loved the feeling. There was a nice breeze and between my wet shorts and the breeze, I had massive wood. I enjoyed this so much that I stayed at the lake long enough to intentionally pee myself 3 more times.顯示更多