Thurston downs his sixth glass of water in a row. He wouldn't admit it, but he took pleasure in holding and then eventually pissing himself. He flopped onto the couch in the family room and turned on the tv, waiting for the urge to kick up. That happens soon enough, starting to feel a twinge. He suppressed a small smile in anticipation.
He had wanted to do this for a while.His 'family' was out (except for Bernard,) so he figured that it would be the perfect time to do a hold. Thurston started to bounce his leg a bit, all that water going through his system quickly. He crosses his legs tightly, humming a little to temporarily take his mind off his need. When it subsided for a little, he took the chance to lay a towel down in the bathroom for later.
Thurston moaned a little, lying on his bed and crossing his legs and shifting his hips. He was almost at his breaking point, Just a few more minutes and he'd be rushing over to the towel he laid down. Then, he felt a little escape. He rushed over into the bathroom, forgetting to lock the door behind him.
Thurston promptly sat on his towel with his knees to his chest, releasing all the urine he kept inside his bladder, moaning in relief. He relaxes as he feels the heat pool under his butt, towel soaking it all up. Just then, Bernard came in the door. When he saw Thurston his eyes widened.
"BERNARD GET THE FUCK OUT!!" Thurston screamed, a scarlet heat swimming in his cheeks. Bernard shut the door as Thurston kept yelling. After he changed and cleaned up, he went downstairs to watch tv again, bumping into Bernard. "Thurston I-"
"Don't fucking talk to me."-LAZY AUTHOR
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Omorashi FanFictions
FanfictionJust a compilation of fanfics I've made. And still making. Mostly Hetalia And maybe others