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Male Desperate
Male Desperation
NSFW 18+ I am 23, male, and I'm gay and happily taken. Side note, I do not wet, but I like seeing others wet out of desperation. Also this is a side-blog and I cannot follow back. Anyways please enjoy! Also very LGBT friendly
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Self explanatory, just trying to find active omo/piss blogs because despite tumblr’s attempts I’m still here and still want to interact and find new pages. So if you are active come follow, ask questions, interact, whatever you like.
While some of you have asked me why I have gone off the radar recently, I
have been a bit busy with work, including a lovely three day conference in
London, where I had a hotel room at my complete disposal. While I am
sure you are not that interested in the professional aspects of my trip, you
would certainly love to hear that I could not miss such an amazing opportunity of
having a whole room at my disposal for so many days. It’s hard to beat that
sort of privacy a hotel offers you unless you own your own place.
I am still a bit busy now, so I will offer a more concise
account than usual, but the idea is I have wet myself on the tube, in London, which is by
far the most public, the most daring and, yes the most arousing thing I have ever done in public. It was so arousing and definitely felt hotter than the taxi wetting from some time ago because the tube was
so packed with people and it was all still in broad day light, during the late afternoon.
But anyway, I got a bit bored during the
conference and, as always when I get bored, I started getting bad
ideas. “What if you’re back at school now and you cannot use the bathroom
until the course is finished?’ I asked myself during the lunch break and that,
as you imagined, got out of hand very quickly. I finished my sandwich, bought a
1 litre Buxton still water bottle and finished all that liquid in one go. Apparently, not
only do I have a big bladder, but a large stomach as well. I then went to the
toilet, since I like to do all my holds from scratch, and refilled that one
litre bottle to drink during the three hour session.
I am not sure at what point I decided to try and hold it until I got back at
the hotel, but that’s when things started working against me. Initially, I just wanted to get nice and full, perhaps even uncomfortable during
the last session of the conference, do my best not to excuse myself mid-lecture
and then run off to the toilet as soon as it finished. Halfway through the
lecture though, perhaps getting a bit too excited about the prospect of doing
such a public hold, I have decided to finish the second bottle of water as well
and to try and make it to the hotel dry and only use the bathroom there.
I got through the lecture alright, but I certainly needed a toilet by then,
after three hours of holding and two litres of cold water. As you can easily imagine, it was not easy to
walk past the bathrooms at the conference centre as I made my way out. It was also not easy to walk
through the crowded streets of London being in so much pain, trying to make my
way to the tube station as quickly as possible. I believe I might have been a
funny sight to see, as I am sure I was slightly bent at my waist from needing
to pee so badly and having to fight an aching bladder and walk as fast as I can all at the same time.
After what felt like half
an hour’s wait (which was actually only 7 minutes) which I had to spend
standing in one place with my legs tightly crossed, a feat usually quite
impossible for a 6 feet+ gentleman like myself, but which I had no trouble
pulling off when being on the verge of bursting and in so much pain, the tube eventually came and I
had a full 40-minute journey ahead of me. Fortunately, I managed to get a seat,
took my coat off and strategically placed it across my lap.
Underneath, I have
absolutely no shame in admitting that I took a full-on frontal grip of my now hard
cock to help me hold all that pee in and somehow try and make it through those 40 long minutes without pissing myself on the tube, which judging by the
constant spasms I was feeling and the state of my poor bladder would prove rather difficult. There was no rubbing
there, nothing too crazy involved, because all I wanted at that point was just to not wet myself in such a public setting. I was squeezing my cock so hard over my trousers it hurt. Just a
desperate, nice and good grip of the shaft and especially the head to help me
survive the long journey.
But all my efforts proved to be in
vain because, 10 minutes left of the travel, I could feel the first spurt make
its way up my cock and hit my boxers. Nothing major, but the seal had been broken.
And I was not dry anymore, despite the fact that the wet patch on my boxers was
probably only the size of a 50p coin.
I think I spurted three more times on the
tube and then once more as I was walking to my hotel. The point I panicked is
when, getting of the tube, I could feel the pee that has by then soaked my boxers thoroughly started to slowly drip its way down my legs. I was wearing some dark charcoal
trousers, which could probably contain, or better said hide the mess I made for
a bit, but I really didn’t want to wet them as I had to wear them the following
day as well. Planning a hold in the only pair of trousers you have, that’s a
schoolboy error right there.
I got to my hotel and made
the last bit of my journey with my left hand deeply shoved inside my pocket and
walking like a crazy person. The wait in the lift was perhaps the most
embarrassing part of this hold, because seeing as I am alone in the lift I lost
all my inhibition and did the silliest, immature and perhaps hilarious pee dance I
ever did. But it worked, because I did not spurt anymore. Good thing nobody saw that.
When I eventually got to my
floor, got out of the lift and could finally see my room in the distance I lost another big spurt, but this
time it felt more like a solid trickle which went on for at least two seconds. Two seconds, though generally seeming a very short time, can be quite long if we are talking about somebody peeing a proper stream in their pants, as a lot of damage can be done even in such a short time span.
Perhaps my body just relaxed knowing relief is finally so close or maybe I just
didn’t care anymore and just said fuck it. Anyway, my trousers were now wet as
well. But as I really could not wet myself in them, I managed to undo my
belt, unbutton and unzip them and lower the trousers below my knees and then take my
cock, which was still safely inside my boxers, in my right hand, aim and pee through the boxers in the sink.
I was simply too desperate to be able to wait to take my shoes off and then my
trousers and to then jump in the bath and pee in my boxers in there. I didn’t empty my
bladder completely in the sink and was able to stop peeing after some time, because some pee was also
dripping off my boxers and into my trousers.
Being now able to contain
my bladder contents better, I removed my shoes and trousers and sat on the bath
tub’s edge and completely relaxed and emptied my bladder fully, inside my
boxers, which felt absolutely amazing. Literally, that feeling of relief cannot be described in words and if you have never experienced it, then you would have trouble understanding it. It just trumps any orgasm.
For a second or two, I found myself imagining this
was all still happening in the lecture theater and I was just wetting myself there, mid-lecture, not
having been able to wait for the bathroom break.
More fun ensued after I
finished peeing, but I will leave those aspects to your dirty imagination. I will only mention that the wet boxers have been kept on.
I might post some pictures
of my soggy boxers later when I get home.
I was sitting in traffic earlier on my way to work and read this experience again, and now I am turned on.. Would this count as mental masturbation?
I have to say, whenever I release a huge amount of piss, it’s like a really long post-orgasm. It is my most favorite feeling in the world.
This is one of my favorite pissing videos of all time. There was clearly no restroom around, and he looks seconds away from wetting himself. He’s trying to act like he’s not shy (though he clearly is) to avoid the embarrassment of admitting he was going to wet himself if he didn’t whip it out and start pissing. To make matters worse, his friend starts yelling and attracting attention to him while he’s pissing! But he’s far too desperate to stop. Every time he tries to stop, his stream just gets stronger!
I love this one. This poor guy is clearly busting for a piss and seconds away from wetting his pants. He’s pp dancing and grabbing himself and anxiously looking around trying to decide if he should whip it out when he can’t take it any longer and pulls his penis over the top of his pants and immediately starts pissing a clear steady stream for almost a full minute straight. So hot!
I wish he put it back in his pants mid stream.
This video is hot af and last one im posting every male desperation viewer deserves some of this iys rare
This is the kind of controlling I need
(Please credit me if you choose to fill them out in a separate post. TY)
1- What’s your earliest memory involving omo? (Be it from fiction or real life)
2- When did you discover the omorashi community?
3- Did you discover the community through another kink?
4- Did the community lead you on to discovering another kink?
5- What’s your favorite aspect of the community? (I.e holding, fictomo, etc)
6- Would you rather control someone else’s bladder or have someone control yours?
7- What’s the longest you’ve ever held your pee? (Be it on purpose or unplanned)
8- Have you ever had a genuine accident?
9- Are there any clothes you really like to wet in/ see others wet in?
10- Subtle potty dances or overdramatic potty dances?
11- Have you ever written an omorashi fic?
12- Have you ever drawn omorashi artwork?
13- Are there any fandoms you think deserve more omo content?
14- Do you have a favorite omo trope?
15- Are there any omo tropes you dislike?
16- Do you think any kinks go really well with omorashi?
17- Do you enjoy any kinks similar to omo? (Like omutsu and watersports)
18- Do you have a preference when it comes to female or male omo?
19- Have you ever enjoyed relief centric omo (when a person makes it) or do you need an accident to happen?
20- Which matters more for you? Wetting or desperation?
21- Big bladders or small bladders?
22- Are there any words or phrases in omo that get you weak at the knees?
23- What do you like to see in the aftermath of an accident?
24- Are there any omo related things you want to experiment with in future?
My manager at work yesterday said “oh my god I gotta take a leak” and immediately stopped what he was doing and was unzipping as he entered the men’s room
why is it so hard to find good male desperate?? Like I don’t think you understand, I don’t want to see you needing to pee I want to see you having to pee, like I wanna see you struggle to walk unable to stand still because you’re bladder is about to burst, I wanna see you squeeze down to try and stop all that pee from shooting out, I wanna see is spurting in your pants as you try to pull your dick out, like why is that so hard to find???
This is me. The password is password.
Hey all I FINALLY got around to changing my about. I couldn’t get it to work on mobile for some reason. Hope everyone is doing well and staying safe during this pandemic.
Okay, since it seems this question pops up a lot from cis mlm who are interested in having a sexual relationship with trans men, I decided to compile a list of tips for approaching safe, enjoyable, non-dysphoria inducing sex. Sorry about the length:
This is such an important first step and why I listed it first: if you don’t know what to call a partner’s body part–ask them! Don’t assume they’re totally fine with one thing or the other. Getting it wrong can be awkward at best, incredibly dysphoria inducing at worst (and a relationship ender right off the bat). Some guys like to call a part of themselves their “clit”, while others prefer to call the same part “dick/cock” or just “junk”. The best way to phrase this question is to make it neutral, something like “what terms do you use for your body parts?” rather than something like “what do you call your vagina?” which implies that one term is already more valid/”real” than another. Of course, this is after you’ve already established that sexual stuff is going to ensue –don’t make this your first message to the guy on a hook up app.
Especially if you are dealing with a dysphoric person, but also just in general, knowing which parts are okay to touch, which parts are 100% off limits, and which parts may have certain conditions for interacting with them is a must . Again, communication is very important. Maybe your guy really likes using his front hole, but butt stuff is off-limits. You never know until you ask, and maybe you have boundaries as well you want to go over.
This goes the other way too! Don’t just automatically assume something will make your partner dysphoric–it may very well be something they actually enjoy.
3. Don’t make assumptions about our bodies or preferred positions.
I’ve already said it multiple times already, but open communication rather than making assumptions is really key. I’ve seen many cis guys who have assumed that all trans men want to strictly bottom, and even a few who thought the exact opposite. The reality is that trans men have as much variety in sex preferences as anyone else–some bottom, some top, some are verse, some don’t enjoy penetrative sex at all. And for those of you wondering how a trans man could top, or worrying that it might be less enjoyable for either party than a cis man topping–don’t knock it till you try it. There are plenty of toys, strap-ons and other sex technology wonders that you have yet to explore, not to mention that many trans men do have flesh and blood penises that they are more than happy to use.
4. If you use toys, strap-ons, and prosthetics:
Don’t assume everything is a “toy”. For some trans men, their prosthetic is a natural part of their anatomy, and it can be upsetting and disorienting to refer to it as a toy.
If shopping for toys or prosthetics, make sure it’s something your partner actually wants (again don’t assume!) and make sure your partner actually likes what you pick. I know it can seem nice or sexy to surprise your partner with a gift, but toys and prosthetics can be extremely personal, so whoever is using the product should have a say what it’ll be like. If you still want to go for the surprise element, think about giving them a gift certificate or an I.O.U. for a sex shop instead. Then you can make it a fun outing together.
5. Don’t ask them about surgeries, hormones, or their life “before”:
This should be a no-brainer, but unfortunately too many guys make this mistake immediately upon meeting a trans person. Maybe you’re going into a very committed, long-term relationship with the guy. Maybe just a one night grindr hook up. Doesn’t matter. If he wants to talk to you about it, he will. Otherwise it’s none of your business.
Really, the amount of guys that think they’re being helpful when they tell us how we “look so much more manly than other trans guys!” or how we’d “pass so much better if you just did x”. It’s obnoxious and upsetting. Trans people know a hell of a lot more about the intricacies of passing than whatever you think you do, and we don’t like back-handed compliments that come from comparing us to other trans people. You’re not winning any brownie points from these comments, they just make you seem ignorant and rude.
7. We are not an encyclopedia of trans knowledge.
If we’re on a dating website or app, we’re there for the same reason as you: to meet people for sex, romance, friendship, etc. We’re not there to answer questions that you have about trans people, especially when almost all of them are easy to answer on a cursory google search. We don’t want to be asked to help write your gender studies essay, or asked how we feel about [insert trans celebrity]. Really, just don’t do this. It’s an immediate block for most people.
Kinda on the same note as the last one, don’t tell us “we’re so brave” for existing or that you’re “proud” or even about the trans sibling cousin roommate friend neighbor teacher etc that you have. We don’t need cringe-y condescension when we’re trying to hook up. And c’mon, you should know this already from when straight people tell you this.
Don’t have sex with us just because you want to “experiment” with having sex with a trans person, and especially not because you see us as some kind of stepping stone to having sex with “real” men.
10. Don’t assume we all think the same.
Again, should be obvious, but it unfortunately isn’t. Just because you dated a trans man in the past that was comfortable with x, doesn’t mean your new partner feels the same way. We aren’t a hivemind. Trans people are individuals with varied experiences, pasts, preferences, and levels of dysphoria. Follow all the above steps again every time you engage with a new partner.
11. You won’t always know you’re having sex with a trans person. And that’s okay.
Yes, you read that right. This is something that actually happens. Some trans men are “stealth”, meaning that they live their lives with little to zero people aware that they are trans. This doesn’t mean they’re trying to “trick” you, and this doesn’t make them a bad person. Many trans people do this for a variety of reasons, such as safety and their own comfort–some guys just think of being trans as part of their medical history, and not worth mentioning. Regardless of reasons, it is an incredibly personal decision . Don’t be offended if a trans man chooses not to come out to you. He has his reasons, and you should respect that.
Seriously, this may seem like a terribly long list of responsibilities, but almost all of these are things you should be doing with any partner. And once you’ve got them down, they become surprisingly more natural than you’d think. Remember that you’re doing this because you want to share an enjoyable experience with another person. And yeah, you might occasionally slip up, but we know that, and it’s usually pretty obvious when you’re trying . So relax and have fun.
If any other trans mlm have something to add, feel free to contribute.
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September 30, 2018 in Omorashi general
I have many recollections over the years of Male desperation that I have witnessed in public-would people be interested in me sharing these?
I do, please do share. Even though I am male myself, male desperation prompts me to imagine myself taking the holders' places, so it is a yes for me.
One of the most memorable-a few years ago-when I lived in London
about 730pm leaving Highgate Tube station on a Friday evening ( think after work drinking!!! )
a lot of people got off the tube train and started heading for the exit, I noticed a very attractive young man smartly dressed in a blue suit literally hobbling along the platform, unmistakably very desperate for a piss!
i followed him up the escalator and when he reached the top he was almost jogging out through the rear entrance which lead up a footpath which was fenced off from a wooded area
i heard somebody ask him if he was ok? To which he replied: “ I am looking for a Toilet!!” He was informed that there was one at the top of the path but it was quite a walk!!
The next moment he leaps over the fence and runs into the woods obviously not able to hold on any longer!
the station is about 30 minutes from central London, I suspect that he had been out for beers after work and had become so desperate during the journey that he just couldn’t wait until he got to his station- I have often wondered if he was leaking at the point where he jumped the fence?
Amazing witnessed desperation! I love reading male desperation.
Lots of workers have a beer or two after work, and many take public transportation home rather than driving a car. A typical transit ride might be anything up to an hour, and depending on the amount consumed, even an empty bladder can fill to the brim in that time. It seems reasonable that every day there are guys exiting in the suburbs with an urgent need to pee, and public toilets are often few and far between. I can picture them barging into their homes saying, "Out of my way; Daddy has to peeeeee!"
I enjoy both male and female desperation so am happy to hear more stories.
Will add to some more recollections ASAP
I saw men peeing on side of the highway years ago. It was a couple guys they pee a long time.
I'd certainly be interested in reading them. Male desperation doesn't really do it for me, but I still like the scenarios that they're in!
I have many recollections over the years of Male desperation that I have witnessed in public-would people be interested in me sharing these?
Yes! I love male desperation and would really enjoy hearing the, thank you
The more male stuff on this site the better! Women omo is a larger percentage than male stuff here
Please, keep sharing them! Even as a straight male I appreciate some good male desperation and wetting.
A few years ago I was travelling on the Jubilee line on the London Underground
i got on at Green Park and was travelling to Wembley Park
in the carriage were a group of young guys who evidently were on their way to see Bon Jovi at Wembley stadium, they had all obviously been drinking heavily
one of them was very vocal about how badly he needed to piss and that he couldn’t hold out through the numerous number of stops- eventually he could no longer sit still and was literally pacing up and down and threatening to get off at the next station as he couldn’t take it any longer! One of his friends told him to relax-saying that it was: “all in the mind” to which he replied that he actually had a full bladder and was on the verge of wetting his pants!
eventually the train pulled slowly into the very busy station- by this point he was stood by the doors with one leg tightly crossed across the other-he told his group that he would have to run to the toilets at the other end of the platform before he: “did it in his pants”
he hald ran, half hobbled down the platform, I followed ( as I had also had a couple of beers and needed a wee myself)
i was able to stand at the next urinal where he took the longest piss I think I have ever seen- all the while sighing and breaking heavily! The slightly strange thing was that half way through he actually undid his belt and the button of his jeans-I have no idea why??
Public transit would be a good place for sightings like this. It is used by many young people going to and from concerts and events (where they would likely be drinking) as well as a safe way to travel home after an evening at the pub. A typical trip might take an hour, and add that to the time taken to get to the station and to wait for a train and you have the scene set for an overfull bladder that cannot be contained. There are not functioning toilets at every station, so they can only try to hold it as long as they can to avoid the embarrassment of wetting one's pants in public.
Wombat, even if you hadn't needed a wee I'm sure you would have followed this fellow. I would!
Story is me, I got stuck on a train coming home from work earlier this year in I think March, when it was snowing, my train was stuck for around 3 hours or so, and some smartass decided that trains definitely don't need toilets on them, this became an issue for most people on the train, just about everyone needed to piss, the driver was asked and he apologised for there not being any, hardly his fault he just drives the train.
I started to really feel the urge after about an hour on the train, I'm always drinking water and I had no clue this would happen, about two hours in I've uh... Tucked it between my legs and pushed both of my thighs together, and after 3 hours I'm really struggling to keep it in, I start sweating, I go red, I quietly whisper to myself about how shit this is, thankfully we got off in the end, had to walk along the tracks with the rest of the train to the station, which was thankfully not far at all considering I was in the second to front carriage, used the bathroom there. (leaked a little but shh)
Has interested in this thread died? Not sure whether to add any more to it?
This is probably one of the hottest things that has ever happened to me. My boyfriend at the time and I were attending a beer festival in the mountains nearby our hometown. We had ridden a tram way up to the top of the mountains. At the very top was a restaurant where we had gotten lunch and a large beer each. I didn’t much care for the beer that I had gotten, so in addition to the large stein of beer he drank, my boyfriend drank almost all of my large beer also.
After we ate, we hiked around for a couple of hours, taking pictures and enjoying the beautiful sunny day. We decided to take the lift down to the bottom of the mountain, which normally takes about 15 or 20 minutes. Neither of us had peed all afternoon, and about 5 minutes into our ride down the mountain, he admitted to me that he really needed to pee.
He admitted that it was bad. He told me that he had gone from holding it with muscles inside to holding it with muscles at the end of his dick. He told me that me could feel the pee at the very end of his penis and he was afraid some may be leaking out.
My panties started to get wet too, and my heart was pounding. I was so turned on. I went back and forth - struggling between trying to be sympathetic and hoping he wet himself.
I tried to assure him that it would be a few more minutes, but it did feel like the lift was moving painfully slow. He crossed his legs and was jiggling his feet wildly - I’m pretty sure he had his member firmly pressed between his thighs.
It made me so hot, and I asked him if there was anything I could do to help. He was kind of shy, and told me no, but admitted that he was considering holding himself with his hand.
Eventually we got to the bottom, and hobbled to the port-a-potties. He made it, but probably not without a bit of dampness in his underwear
No, please add more! Would love to here it.
Lots of workers have a beer or two after work, and many take public transportation home rather than driving a car. A typical transit ride might be anything up to an hour, and depending on the amount consumed, even an empty bladder can fill to the brim in that time. It seems reasonable that every day there are guys exiting in the suburbs with an urgent need to pee, and public toilets are often few and far between. I can picture them barging into their homes saying, "Out of my way; Daddy has to peeeeee!"
I used to have to get a bus home from Finsbury Park underground station
i remember late one night the bus took ages to arrive
there was a man about 20 years old pacing up and down obviously desperate to piss
he was about to walk away presumably to find somewhere discreet to relieve his aching bladder when the bus came around the corner
i sat opposite him and he spent the entire 20 minute journey frantically fanning his legs with his hand buried in his crotch
fortunately he was getting off at my stop and was stood waiting to get off the bus with one leg tightly crossed over the other
fortunately he turned into my road and his house was before mine
the design of the houses had the bathroom at the front upstairs and it was a hot night so the window was open
within seconds of running in his door sure enough the bathroom light went on and from the street I heard a desperate torrent of piss hit the toilet!
I have enjoyed my neighbor, who often drinks a giant coffee on his long commute home, pulling into his driveway and jumping out, saying "Gotta pee!" as he runs around to the side of his garage for emergency relief. In the past I have contrived to be at my mailbox when he comes home just to see this performance.
I used to have to get a bus home from Finsbury Park underground station
i remember late one night the bus took ages to arrive
there was a man about 20 years old pacing up and down obviously desperate to piss
he was about to walk away presumably to find somewhere discreet to relieve his aching bladder when the bus came around the corner
i sat opposite him and he spent the entire 20 minute journey frantically fanning his legs with his hand buried in his crotch
fortunately he was getting off at my stop and was stood waiting to get off the bus with one leg tightly crossed over the other
fortunately he turned into my road and his house was before mine
the design of the houses had the bathroom at the front upstairs and it was a hot night so the window was open
within seconds of running in his door sure enough the bathroom light went on and from the street I heard a desperate torrent of piss hit the toilet!
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