How about this. Some years back I went to stay with my girlfriends parents for the first time. Her parents were pretty strict and made us sleep in separate rooms even though we were both in our mid twenties.In the morning I woke with a stronger than usual urge to piss and so I got dressed,made myself presentable and headed to the bathroom to relieve myself. There was only one bathroom and it was occupied by someone taking a shower. I could here my girlfriends voice from downstairs so I knew it wasn't her otherwise I would have knocked and asked her to let me in. I went back to my bedroom and began to read to take my mind off my bladder but I really needed to go so after 5 minutes I checked the bathroom again. The shower had stopped but the bathroom was still locked so once more I went back to my room. I tried to read again but I really had to piss and soon. I began to pace up and down and was getting really worried. I thought I heard a door closing and thought "at last" but it must have been downstairs because when I left my room again the bathroom was still occupied. It had now been about half an hour and it was getting scary. I was alternating between sitting on the edge of the bed, legs crossed, holding my crotch, and pacing up and down. I couldn't hold out much longer but I didn't feel able to go downstairs and explain the predicament to my girlfiend and whichever of her parents were down there with her - it was too embarrasing. I thought about wandering into the garden and tring to piss unseen but that ws just stupid and I looked about the room for a receptacle to piss into but there was nothing. I even considered peeing 'under' the bed and hoping they wouldn't notice but once again that was a dumb idea. I sat down again took some deap breaths and tried to calm down, telling myslef that there was no way I was going to pee myself and that I would just have to hold on.But withing a couple of minutes I could tell I really was about to piss my pants for the first time since kindergarten.I almost gave in to it but then I saw a towel that had been left for me so I could take a shower. I had no idea if this would work but I grabbed the towel and folded it into over and over until it was thick and absorbant. I was ripping open my pants when I began to piss myself and a spurt soaked the front of my jenas and ran down my leg. I grabbed the towel and buched it about my cock and let go a steday flow trying to control it so it didn't go everywhere. It worked. the towel began to get soaked with piss but very little hit the carpet. Although it was a struggle I managed to gain contol and stop the flow before the towel got to drenched. At least now I had eased the pressure and could hold on until the bathroom was free. The front of my jeans had a dark wet patch about the crotch which had spread almopst to the knee on the right leg - luckily I had a different pair of trousers in my bag - imagine if they had been my only pants!!!! I got changed and eventualy got to the bathroom and took a shower. I washed the towel out and stashed my pissed in jeans in a plastic bag inside my overnight bag and no one was any the wiser.
i was at the movies once and i had to take a piss in the middle of the movie and it was a grand 8 so you think it would have more then one bathroom and more the then three stals but there wasnt and there was a long ass line and it was leaking out so i went in the girlstoom and the had fucking nine stale so i went and used one and as i opened the door i saw thre hot grils at the sinks wshing there hands and they saw me and asked what i was doing and i told them that there lucky that they dont have to wait in line and about piss your pants
