All Over Oliver

Chapter 2 - Bus Ride

Currently Oliver just had to worry about making it home with minimal embarrassment. That thought almost made him laugh. He was way past the stage of minimal embarrassment. He had his legs crossed and was squirming constantly, slightly aware he was constantly banging his knee into Sam's. Oliver looked at the clock, and almost cried. There was still 15 minutes left in class! He tensed as a wave of desperation crashed over him, and his hand subconsciously inched closer to his crotch. Sam, trying to spare Oliver as much embarrassment as was possible by this point, pretended he didn't notice, but he did rest his hand on the other's thigh.

Somehow, Oliver managed to make it to the end of detention. Now, he was completely focused on standing up without pissing everywhere. Thankfully Ms. Gold had left as soon as the time was up, so the only audience Oliver had was Sam. He made a feeble attempt at standing up by himself, but quickly fell back onto his chair, his hand gripping his crotch for the first time in this whole predicament. He felt his face flush as he prepared himself to ask Sam for help.

"Uhmm, do you think you could- I just can't- sorry but can you...?" Oliver trailer off.

"You need help standing up?" Sam double checked as he watched his best friend squirm, one hand never leaving the area of his crotch. Oliver gave a slight nod, and Sam wasted no time in slowly sliding a hand around both sides of him and lifting him out of his chair, careful not to jostle Oliver's bladder any more than he had to. Once he had Oliver standing, albeit slightly hunched over, he grabbed both their backpacks and started heading for the door. Sam turned around after a couple steps to see his friend having barely taken one. He started to worry about whether or not they would make it to the bus in time if they continued moving at this rate.

He dropped back and grabbed the hand that wasn't holding back a flood, then proceeded to drag Oliver as quickly as he could toward the bus stop. They made it just in time, but when they got on the bus they realized it was completely crowded with people coming home from work, save for one seat at the very back.

"Don't worry, you can sit on my lap," Sam reassured his friend. Oliver shook his head at this.

"I'll piss on you," he mumbled shyly.

"No you won't. I believe in you," Sam said before slowly walking Oliver to the remaining seat. Since they were in the very back, he placed their backpacks in the aisle and then sat down, pulling Oliver down on top of him. Oliver winced at the jolt of contact as he sat down, and immediately moved his hand back to his crotch. He could feel pee begging to come out, but he tried to keep his squirming as subtle as possible, considering he was sitting on top of the guy he liked. Sam noticed how his friend tried to suppress his movements and knew that this wouldn't help him make it home.

"Hey Ol? You don't need to stop moving because of me. I don't mind, you're my friend and you need to do what makes you comfortable." Oliver turned completely red, knowing he'd been found out, but he did lessen the restraint he had on his movements. All of a sudden the bus hit a pothole, and Oliver felt himself spurt. His other hand flew to his crotch, and he prayed that Sam didn't know. Sam, of course, felt it get a little warm down there, but he didn't say anything about it. Instead he just slowly moved his hands up and started massaging Oliver's shoulders.

"What are you doing?" Oliver asked, the concentration of holding it evident in his voice.

"I'm helping you calm down. Panicking will only make it worse, and if you relax *most* of your body it will help," Sam responded. Oliver realized it was actually helping him relax, especially since his ADHD made it hard for him to do that in a normal situation. The bus stopped suddenly, and it caused another spurt, this time longer. Oliver started grinding into Sam's leg in a futile attempt to make it until he got home.