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— Wet Stories —It was a friday night and me and my boyfriend Joe went to a bar so he could watch football cause our tv was out. He had like 6 or 7 beers so I drove home. He was pretty loopy and singing along to the songs on the car radio. I just laughed. It was a pretty far ride back and with it raining I didn't go to fast. He stopped singing and just looked out the window. His leg started bouncing up and down and he was pretty fidgity. I remembered he didn't use the mens room before he left so without askin I knew he had to go. "Beer piss?" i asked. He nodded and rubbed the crotch of his pants. He made a little groan and held his head. He told me he had a bit of a headache and his vision was a bit blurry, it didn't suprise me cause we don't go to bars that ofter and when he does drink he only has like 1 or 2. He crossed one leg over the other and held the bulge in his pants. Every time we went over a bump he held it tighter and groaned.
I've always gotten turned on to male desperation but never said it to him. I didn't really want to get home cause I wanted to see him squirm a little more, which he was.
"Can you pull over? I really don't think I can make it to the house. Or do you have a bottle?" I told him he would get soaked if he went outside cause its raining and even though I do have a coffee can in the back, I didn't tell him. "God I forgot how fast beer gets to me" He said with desperation in his voice. I did feel a little bad cause he didn't want me to see him so desprate even though it was making me so wet. He undid his belt and sighed alittle, since it relieved some tension. I listened and heard he was breathin in and out deep from his nose.
We finally reached the house and got out of the car. He stumbled a little, trying to recross his legs. He hobbled up to the door and got out his keys. He was looking about them funny, I'm sure it was his blurred vision. He crossed his legs tight and leaned against the side of the house. He tried a key and it didn't work, than he dropped them. He groaned and held him self with two hands. I picked them up and unlocked the door. I saw his eyes go all weird, he must feel really dizzy. I led him inside and he tripped over the mat, falling onto the couch. He groaned and closed his eyes. "My head...". I put his arm around my shoulder and tried to help him up. "Please don't squeeze to hard... I'm about to burst." He said rubbing his lower stomach which was rock hard. I helped him the rest of the way up and noticed a small spot on his crotch. He ran up the stairs as fast as lighting and I followed at the same speed. He was in the bathroom tryin to rip the button open while pee pee dancing around the room. The stain grew bigger with every jump he made and when he finally got it open it suppured onto the floor untill he sat on the toilet. I guess he was to dizzy to stand. He just stuck it downward and let the rest out. He groaned so loud. His jeans were already soaked but I guess he didn't want it all to end up in there. I had to help him change than he passed out on the bed. He appoligized so much the next morning.
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