Ah, I was just…” Connor struggles to come up with an excuse, eyes darting around the car and landing on the unopened can of beer in Jack’s hand. As soon as I released my grasp, piss exploded out of me again, this time, thankfully, into the toilet. The importance of these printed materials declined with the advent of the internet, and both Cascade and Wet Set ceased publication of physical magazines in the 21st century as the subculture shifted increasingly toward message boards and social media. His legs move to squeeze against one another as he hunches over slightly, the hand on his thigh twitching towards his crotch for just a second before settling back once again. He’s distracted by a soft grunt from his right--his eyes snap back to Jack, whose face is scrunched up in a grimace.

A couple is finally in bed together after a long time apart, but the wife is in a much lewder mood than the husband.Expiration dates are set in the cookies themselves; some may expire after a few minutes while others may expire after multiple years. He risks opening one eye and glancing to his right, wondering how Jack will react to his desperation. The sound of hushed moans and cries fills the seclusion, occasionally broken by a gush of hot piss hitting the forest floor.

He side-eyes his friend as Jack shifts in his seat, squirming ever so slightly, his hips lifting off the seat for just a second before landing again. I got no joy at all from this, but hopefully at least one person into male desperation will get something out of it. have been the best thing to happen to the incontinence products industry since the invention of adhesive tape. At the very least, he notes once he has himself back under control, Jack doesn’t seem to be faring much better. A further variation includes yagai hōnyō, or "outdoor (or public) urination", in which the subject publicly removes their clothes to urinate.He’s constantly squirming, grinding his hips down into the car seat and letting out short, airy pants as he grabs at his dick, switching from hand to hand and occasionally using both. He can feel Jack’s eyes on him as he reaches in slowly, his fingers barely brushing the surface of the water. He’s definitely pushing his luck, but that look that Jack had given him… It’s not the kind of look that passes between friends. Right then at that moment, Walker remembered, he had hid the key next to the window on the trellis outside. His knuckles brush against the very bottom of Connor’s bladder and he shudders, eyes fluttering shut as Jack finally reaches deep enough and pulls his penis out.

He makes a quick grab for his penis, but he’s too slow to prevent the line of urine from marking itself along the thighs of Jack’s pants in a splatter pattern. He wouldn’t have ever dared getting this desperate in a public place before, and if it were just him who needed to go he would have swallowed his pride and asked for a rest stop ages ago.

He keeps his eyes trained on the back of Henry’s seat, willing the blush off of his face, but when he feels a buzz in his pocket he has to clamp his legs together to avoid a leak.