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Classroom Desperation

Classroom desperation (4)

It was another boring day at school and 15 year old Dom was sitting in class. He was currently in geography class and after this they had their final class of the day: math, the subject he disliked the most. To be fair; he hated it. He preferred English or art class.
It was about 20 minutes into the lesson when he suddenly noticed the fullness of his bladder. He needed to pee. Not just a little, he actually needed to go pretty badly. Of course he had forgotten to use the bathroom during the break. He had been busy talking to his friends and time passed by so quickly and before he even realized the bell rang and the break was over. He now regretted not making time to go for a pee...

Just when Dom decided he would ask the teacher to go to the bathroom another guy, who was sitting on the other side of the classroom raised his hand.
The geography teacher Miss Madison noticed and asked him: "Yes, Matt?"
The guy with shoulder length brown hair replied: "Can I please go to the bathroom, Miss?"
She hesitated for a second. "Okay fine. I'll agree this time but next time make sure to go during the break."
"Thank you, Miss." Matt answered and he got up, walking to the door of the classroom, grinning as he walked out.
This was not good. Dom realized he now was screwed. Miss Madison would clearly not allow him to go since someone had already asked. He was feeling pretty annoyed and decided to just not pay attention to his bladder, which was filling up pretty quickly. The fact that he had an energy drink during the break was not helping at all...

Time passed slowly and Dom couldn't help looking at the clock almost every five minutes.
He really needed a wee!
His adhd already made it hard to stay focused in class but his full bladder only made it much worse. He was barely paying attention and had to look at the notes of the girl sitting next to him because he had no idea of what they were exactly doing right now.

When he suddenly felt the pressure in his bladder get worse he squirmed a little and that made him decide he would ask his teacher if he could use the bathroom anyways. She would understand, right?
Dom raised his hand and it took a while before she noticed him. More likely; before she wanted to notice him. She had seen him but it seemed like she ignored him on purpose.
"Yes, Dominic?"
He didn't look at her when he asked it. "Could I go to the bathroom, please?" He asked nervously as he felt himself blushing a bit.
Miss Madison nodded her head.
"You also? What is going on with you guys today? How many times have I told you that you need to go to the toilet during the break and not during class? It's only 20 more minutes left, I'm sure you can wait that long."
Discouraged Dom looked down at his desk and muttered: "okay..."

Twenty minutes didn't seem that long but when you badly needed to pee it seemed like ages.
He hoped this class would be over soon so he could ask his next teacher to go to the bathroom. He would be fine, right?
That's what he tried to tell himself but he honestly wasn't so sure about that. The pressure was building up very quickly and it didn't take long before he couldn't sit still anymore. He started squirming nervously in his seat trying to relieve some of the pressure he was feeling but it wasn't helping much. He suddenly noticed Matt looking at him and he grinned. Dom gave him an annoyed look and decided to not look at him again because this was all his damn fault!

15 more minutes until this class was over and Dom was getting pretty sure he was not going to make it. His need to pee had gotten a lot worse, almost to the point where he was actually desperate.
He could feel his bladder starting to get angry cause he had been ignoring his need for so long but there was nothing he could do right now. He needed to wait another 15 minutes. He had to.

When Dom suddenly felt the pressure getting worse he quickly squeezed his legs together in a reflex to keep himself from leaking. All he could think about right now was a damn toilet and that was not helping him at all. His light washed jeans were pretty tight and pushing against his bladder.
He couldn't help it and moaned softly as he squirmed in his seat.