#peevii

more about me:

- queer, transmasc, bi / ace

- blue hair and any pronouns

- fck afd 🤘 & mrz lck 🥚

icks and kinks:

- mostly into messy or public peeing and wetting

- moderately into desperation, diapers and cnc

- not into scat or other kinks from this corner

favorite games:

- cyberpunk 2077

- baldurs gate 3

- mass effect

other fandoms:

- sims

- life is strange

- bojack horseman

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Desperate Bets

It was two months after V and Johnny raided Arasaka to get Johnny's body back. Mama Welles organized a big party to congratulate the safe return and the successful operation. Vik managed to separate them and to put Johnny's consciousness back into his body, and while this change has been hard to adjust to, they both found some positive aspects of the new situation.

Johnny was eager to show that his body could still keep up, so V and Johnny bet on who could drink the most. Johnny was sure with his experience he would win, but V swore to be a challenging opponent. Every time V would get a beer, he ordered another for Johnny, and Johnny did the same with shots, both hoping the other would decline and declare the winner.

When Mama Welles at 6am said that she would close the bar, it was a quick goodbye, and they took a Delamain home.

They were just getting comfortable for the ride when V noticed something. Johnny was sitting a bit restlessly in his seat, shivering and grabbing his crotch. Both of them were so busy chatting and drinking that they completely forgot to use the bathroom.

V felt it too. He felt like he was going to burst for hours now. He decided that a bit of distraction would make the ride a bit easier to endure so he laid his hand on Johnny's thigh and started to caress him. Johnny seemed annoyed and let out a groan. He always tried to seem that way when he actually wasn't and just didn't want to express his real desire. But Johnny's plan to hide his excitement was getting more difficult as V's hand went further up. While trying to open Johnny's pants, V began to notice the bulge that was starting to appear. He started to slowly stroke Johnny's dick above his pants, cupping the bulge and putting on just enough pressure to grind him. This instantly encouraged Johnny to slightly move his hips, pushing his desperation into V's hand in the rhythm of his strokes while Johnny took deep breaths each time.

Feeling V's hand pressing on his nearly leaking, harder getting cock was already enough to almost make him lose it. He yearned for release, the kind of release only V could give him.

V liked the way Johnny reacted but wasn't near finished yet. Before Johnny could do something about it, V slipped his hand in Johnny's pants, above the underwear, to let his fingers smoothly glide along the shaft. While massaging Johnny's dick, V started to kiss Johnny's neck till their mouths met for a very messy, drunk kiss that continued into more and more sloppy kisses.

For a moment Johnny forgot about his desperation, but when the next wave of desperation hit again, he was close to wetting himself. V, who still had his hand in Johnny's pants, was aware of his struggles. He felt Johnny's dick twitching and his legs bouncing. He cupped Johnny's tip with his hand and Johnny's underwear between them.

"You need to piss, right? Go for it. I can feel how desperately you want that. You can let a bit out right now if you need to." V whispered and kissed Johnny on the cheek with a smirk on his face and a firm grip in Johnny's pants.

V was right. Johnny thought about how good it would feel to let go, to even let a bit leak out, but he couldn't just piss his pants right here. Or could he? Just thinking about it pushed him over his doubt. It was too much. He leaned back and carefully tried to let loose.

It started with a few drops, and, to V's enjoyment, it began to become three heavy short bursts of hot piss followed by more escaping drops right into Johnny's pants. A quiet moan escaped from his mouth, covering up the hissing sound in his pants. It was much more than Johnny wanted to. V could feel in his palm how strong and hot the stream was, how warm and wet Johnny's underwear now is, and how amazing it must have felt for him.

Johnny could barely stop himself from emptying his full bladder into his pants. His dick was still dripping. The short release made the desperation even stronger, but he wanted revenge on V for making him wet his pants on the backseat of a Delamain.

He grabbed V's neck and pulled him towards him for a passionate but sloppy kiss. Johnny was still grinding against V's hand in his wet pants while he tried to open V's pants. He was still shaky from his own desperation and his growing lust, so it took a while to get it open. When Johnny finally got into V's pants, he noticed the already damp spot on his underwear. He pushed V back, pulled his dick out, and started to lick the salty mix of precum and leaked piss from V's dick. V sank into the seat while Johnny's tongue went from his base up to his tip.

[WE ARRIVED AT YOUR DESTINATION, HAVE A PLEASANT DAY.]

A loud robotic voice belonging to Delamain pulled both men back to reality. Del dropped them off in the garage, and Johnny hurried to the elevator to get to the apartment when he saw V's desperate look. He already relieved himself a bit, and at this moment he just wanted his dick deep inside V's ass.

"I don't think I can make it upstairs," V whined while grabbing his dick. His need to go came back in full force as soon as he was not occupied anymore. "Keep it together, V! You're not wasting a drop now, you hear me!" Johnny replied. He pulled V to the side of the elevator and pushed him against the wall.

"I'm serious! I can't hold it anymore! What are you doing?" V asked, slightly amused but out of breath from holding it so long. Johnny started to open V's pants. "You can go if I say so." Vs desperation was distracting him. "Just let me go in the corner already, it's not funny anymore!" But Johnny already ripped V's pants open. "You think so? I'm having a lot of fun, actually." Johnny laughed at how pathetic V seemed. He turned V around so he would face the wall. With one hand in V's pants, stroking his cock and playing with V's tip, and his other hand fumbling on his own pants.

He whispered into V's ears, "You had your fun in the car now it's my turn." Johnny got his dick out and pulled V's pants further down. Just enough for him to get access to his ass while keeping V's dick in his pants. He started to play with V's opening, preparing him for what's to come while V was stretching his back against Johnny to cope with the sensations and his waves of desperation.

"You'll be good and piss your pants for me, but before that... I'm going to piss in them." V felt Johnny breathe into his neck, he was so aroused by this that he almost didn't realize what Johnny said.

"Wait, what?" but it was too late to protest. Johnny has already positioned himself behind V, pressed against him. Johnny pushed his dick in V's pants between his cheeks, and with a loud and relaxed moan, began V's underwear to fill itself with Johnny's hot piss. A loud hissing sound seemed to drown out the busy street near them, followed by the sound of liquid hitting a hard, wet surface. V felt Johnny's piss between his cheeks and gather in his underwear before it started to run down his legs. Johnny pushed his dick even deeper into V's pants, which intensified the tingling of Johnny's stream even more.

V didn't want to admit it, but feeling Johnny's hard dick in his own pants and his flow between his legs made him so horny that for a moment he forgot his own need. He thought about how it wouldn't matter anymore, his pants were already wet now. V wanted to join Johnny to finally feel the release Johnny feels right now, but he still guarded his dick and made sure V wouldn't get the relief he craved so much. Johnny managed to get a hasty "not ready with you yet" out before he spread V's cheeks and pushed himself into him.

V could feel how Johnny still wasn't finished peeing when he thrust into him. Johnny made sure to save a bit to fill V up. He pulled out to spray a bit of his piss on V's hole before going in again and let the rest flow into him. V felt his insides getting filled and the piss being pushed out of his hole when Johnny pushed himself deeper inside. That was too much for him. "Johnny, please, I can't anymore," he begged. "I'm already leaking." "Now you can go."

Johnny's words haven't even been fully out before V finally let it all out. Not just letting it flow but actually putting pressure behind it to finally feel the relief. With each thrust from Johnny, V let out big spurts of piss into his pants, right into Johnny's hand. He had so much pressure build up that even if he wanted to stop, he couldn't do it anymore. Now it was his own piss that filled his already gone cold pants, which made it even more exciting to feel the warmth again.

He could barely stand, his legs nearly gave up from the relief of letting go, but he managed to recover himself after the pressure vanished. With his last few spurts, he could focus on the feeling of the pee leaving his dick and entering his pants. Meanwhile, Johnny started to play with V's weaker getting stream and let it flow over his hands and between is fingers, feeling V's release in his hand and savoring the moment. Using V's piss as a kind of lube substitute, Johnny started to caress V's tip. "Time for your reward," he said while finishing him off. V fully relaxed into Johnny, and it didn't take long before he moaned with relief both from not needing to piss anymore and from his orgasm. When Johnny felt V's cum shoot out between his fingers, he moved to grab V's hips with both hands. Johnny's thrust started to get faster and deeper while pulling V into his movements till Johnny finished inside him. With Johnny riding out his peak, he pushed his cum deep inside V who let his muscles relax so that even his last few drops of piss could dribble out of him and into his pants.

Still high from the combined pleasure of empty bladders and their climax, both of them continued to stay a little longer in their position, breathing heavily into each other till it hit them.

They were still in the garage, standing inside a big puddle that formed under them and drenched in piss.