I have had a strong bladder since I was a boy and it has always fascinated me that everyone else has to "go" before I do. There must be a lot of variation in bladder size just as there is a variation in dick size. I am now 75 and, on drinking sessions with pals I first get the urge to go for a pee after the fifth or sixth pint and it's not all that urgent then. I outlast all the young guys I am with. I think this annoys them rather and they often try to outlast me without success. On one occasion a very tall and muscular black lad had apparently told them he would outlast me and, unbeknown to me, there were some bets on it. After five pints he was furious and he admitted his big bladder was absolutely bursting and he had to give in or wet his pants. When he came back from the loo they told me about his boast and the bets and, so he did not feel too badly about it, I said I would soon have to go. He asked me to hold on as long as I could and we agreed I would for a bit of fun. During the seventh pint I really began to feel it but they all wanted me to make the gallon. I took the eighth pint in two long swigs and raced for the loo with a swollen bladder and distended stomach and was cheered on my return. I wondered how much I had actually peed on that occasion but had no means of measuring it. I imagine I actually hold in three pints or so and the rest comes quickly and often when I have broken the seal. What I am very glad about is that I have never had to get up in the night and can still hold on till morning which I imagine is rare in an old guy of 75.

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by Anonymous on Sep 10, 2011 at 3:10 PM

Another fuckin piss story! Seriously...die aready.

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