bursting

So I met this guy one night at the bar. He was a bigger guy, hairy, cute beard and eyes, and looked like from the size of his bulge was a very gifted person. I’m a twink, or at least thats what most guys consider me as. He asked to buy me a drink and then he slipped away to the restroom. This was at 9:30pm, and after that, we drank a couple craft beers, a large water, and a couple shots. We were pretty drunk so we called an uber, because he asked if he want me to come over. I said absolutely in the most drunk way possible. He hadn’t made a trip to the toilet since 9:30, i had made 3. I don’t know how, and it didn’t seem like he needed to pee all that bad. We got back to his place, it was a tiny little loft style apartment. As soon as he walked in he drank a very very large cup of water and asked if I wanted anything. And then he began to strip for me, pulling off his pants, I could already see his head popping out of his undies, and he blushed. He was an all around cub, a little hairy all over, his dick was thick and uncut, and he was a little shorter than me. I got undressed and we began to have sex. It went on for about an hour and a half without a break. Finally he called it and rolled onto his back, his hard dick casting a small shadow on his stomach. I rolled out of bed to get something to drink, and he asked me to grab him more water. On my way back I snuck into the bathroom to relieve myself, and I walked in with him barely holding one eye open. “Don’t you need to pee?” I asked him.

“Really bad, but I’m so tired.” He said. He chugged 3/4 of the water I handed him and without another breath blacked out to a snoring beast, still naked. I laid on top of him, feeling his chest raising and fell asleep shortly after.I woke up at 8am, noticing i hadn’t been moved an inch off of him, my head rested on his super hard lower abdomen, having no give whatsoever. His dick, hard as can be poked me in the neck, and I could feel that my neck was a little wet. I sat there and realized my stomach acted up, I stood up and walked to the bathroom, door open and sat down. My dick started to pee. 10 minutes later, I look up to see him standing there inthe doorway, both hands on his dick, basically looking like a little boy in need of the toilet. “I feel like i’m literally going to pop, how much longer you gonna be.” After about 5 minutes I cleaned myself and stood up, walking back into the bedroom with him on the edge of the bed holding himself.

“Can I make a proposition to you?” I said.

“After I pee hold on.” He said, standing up.

“No its about that. Can you hold it for me as long as you can, and if you do i’ll let you do anything to me.” I said. He stood there, and was about to not do it, but smiled and said “Yeah I’ll wait, but i don’t think i can make it much longer at all.” He said. We got dressed and went back to the bar which was about 15 minutes away of a walk, got into his car, and he sat there for a second holding his pulsating dick on his jeans. “The pressure is whats getting me, this is a lot of pee i’m holding back. I have a large bladder cause i group up with 4 other siblings. I just feel like i’m holding back a lot of pee.” He said to me.

We went to lunch, he drank a large green tea from panera bread. We drove around, and finally he said “I seriously can’t do it much longer, I gotta pee, how do you want it.”

“How much longer can you hold it?”

“I can’t, i just let go of a drop, i’m going to pop.

He reached his hand down and squeezed his dick again. A very small dark spotty appeared on his jeans. He start bulleting home.

10 minutes passed and we pull into his driveway. He gets out and doubles over. He starts to walk up there stairs, every step he moved slower. 

“I’m going to start peeing, I can’t make it up the next 2 flights.”

“Yes you can, you’re doing so well, just keep going.” He unzipped his pants and walked up the rest of the stairs with it out and his hand squeezing it with a death grip. We walked through his door.