Accidents Happen

Oops...

A few days had passed since Aoba's bed wetting accident. It hadn't happened again, much to Aoba's relief. Now the two of them were on the way home from a date. A huge city with a name that he could not pronounce was built in the place of Platinum Jail. There were tons of exciting things to do there so every time they got the chance they would go do something fun for a date. Today they went to an amusement park and rode a lot of ridiculously fun rides, ate a lot of junk food, and drank a ton of soda. Now they were on the hour drive home. Aoba was exhausted, so he spent the first twenty minutes of the ride looking out the window trying to catch a nap. But soon he felt pressure building up in his bladder. 'Oh no.' He thought. Aoba had kind of a shy bladder, and he didn't like to interrupt rides unless he couldn't help it. But he should be fine he thought. He could hold it until they made it back home. But another fifteen minutes passed and the pressure started to build. He squirmed around in his seat quietly, trying hard to hide his desperate need for the bathroom from Koujaku. He tapped his feet on the floorboard and shut his eyes. 'Just a little longer. We're almost in The Old Resident District now.' But suddenly they came to a stop.

Aoba opened his eyes. There was a long stretch of cars in front of them. He started to sweat. If they got caught in traffic he wouldn't make it. He had to go so bad, it was starting to hurt. He was breathing heavily and pressing his thighs together. This only relieved a little bit of the pressure, though, and he was getting more and more desperate by the minute. He should tell Koujaku before it got much worse. "Hey, Koujaku?" Koujaku glanced over at him. "Hmm?" Aoba took a breath. "How far away are we?" Koujaku looked at a map on his coil. "Well, only about thirty minutes. But since that concert is going on tonight there's gonna be a lot of traffic." He looked at Aoba. "Why?" Aoba started sweating nervously. "No, I was just wondering." He gave a fake smile. Koujaku grinned."Alright. Try to get some rest." Aoba nodded. "I will." Koujaku looked back at the road. Aoba shied out of asking at the last minute.. Fuck! They started moving again and the jerk caused a bit of urine to spurt out, leaving a dark spot on his jeans. He crossed his legs tightly and he could feel tears forming in his eyes.

He didn't want to piss himself in Koujaku's car. Wetting his bed while he was sleeping was bad enough, but pissing in his car would be so much worse. Koujaku would surely get mad at hum for it too. He kept on telling himself that he could make it. Fifteen minutes trudged by and Aoba was bouncing his feet up and down, and focusing on keeping his legs crossed. But they hit a huge bump, causing Aoba to let out a loud whine and grab his crotch in an attempt to keep himself from losing control. Koujaku heard the whine and looked at his boyfriend. When he saw Aoba holding himself he felt a shiver run down his spine. "Ah, Aoba.. Do you need to use the bathroom?" Aoba hung his head down in defeat, squeezing himself harder. "Y-yes." Koujaku frowned. "Have you been holding it this whole time? You should have said something." His cheeks were burning hot. "I.. I thought I could hold it I guess." They stopped again.  Koujaku looked around. "There aren't any stores around here.." Aoba felt the pressure getting worse. He couldn't sit still, and he kept squirming and grabbing himself, pushing his thighs together. Koujaku observed the faces he was making. They were kind of sexy.. And his breathing was so erratic. Stop it! This shouldn't be turning you on. Aoba started panting. "K-Koujaku I don't think I.. Can hold it much longer. I have to go so bad."

Koujaku took a deep breath. Hearing Aoba admit he had to go..Hearing the desperation in his voice..It was almost too much. "Yes you can, try okay. I'll be on the lookout for a store." Aoba let out a quiet whimper. He was trying so hard to hold on, but his bladder was aching and begging to be emptied. They went over a speed bump, and more piss leaked out of him. "No, stop!" He cried. He squeezed his dick through his pants but it was no use. He couldn't stay in control, and a hot stream of piss soaked his crotch and flooded the seat beneath him. Koujaku heard a loud hiss and his body trembled. He looked over at Aoba who was still holding himself, urine leaking out through his fingers. Aoba was sobbing. "I'm so sorry.. Your bed and now your car.." He pissed for what seemed like forever. Koujaku was trying to hold himself together. He managed to pull over on the side of the road. He unbuckled his seat belt and leaned over to comfort his lover. "Shh shh, don't cry." He rubbed Aoba's shoulder. He had finally stopped pissing, now he was just sitting there sobbing quietly. Koujaku petted his hair. "It's alright Aoba, shh." Aoba shook his head. "No! First the bed and now your new car." Koujaku leaned over to his ear. "It's alright, I promise." He soothed. "The car can be cleaned." He looked over at the road. Traffic was clearing up.