The Newbie

Joined : 11 Aug 2008 Posts : 277

THE NEWBIE

CHAPTER ONE

Darren looked at the pile of reports he had yet to process, and then he glanced at the clock. He'd already worked through his lunch hour, but with all the coffee he'd been swilling he wasn't hungry. He shifted in his chair. He was going to have to take a break for a piss. He was just getting up when his supervisor, Jerry , came in.

"Didn't you see the notice about the staff meeting?" the dark haired man asked. "Hurry up. Everyone else is already there."

"Soon as I..." Darren began.

"No time." Jerry grabbed his arm. "You're the new guy here, and you can't be late for your first staff meeting."

There were just two seats left in the far corner, and they made their way to them. The portly CEO at the front of the room lowered his glasses and glared.

"If you're lucky, he'll forget," Jerry whispered.

As the CEO began his first remarks, Darren tried to find a comfortable position, but the pressure in his bladder couldn't be eased.

Perhaps this won't take long, he thought. If it's more than half an hour, I could be in trouble.

As minutes passed, all he could think of was how badly he had to go. It wasn't as if he had never held his pee before. All through high school, social necessity had often made him hold it, and he had also enjoyed some of the recreational benefits as well. Experience had taught him his limit, and he knew he was almost there.

His first time at a beer party he had pissed his pants, but that was on the way home, and nobody had seen it. And there was that day at the beach with Monica when it was too cold to swim. She had given him all her stuff to hold while she used the ladies room, but then they had spotted some friends before he had a chance to pee. He'd been bursting by the end of the afternoon, and he'd had to piss in the bushes right after dropping her off at her house.

This was worse.

As the sales manager stepped up to the front of the room, Darren began to panic. His bladder was rebelling, and the urgency made him tremble. Beads of sweat formed at his brow and trickled down the side of his face. He clamped his legs together and willed himself to hold on.

Now the comptroller began his spiel, but Darren didn't hear a word. Every ounce of energy was consumed by keeping his sphincter closed.

"You OK?" Jerry whispered. "You look pale."

"I gotta pee," Darren whispered back.

"This shouldn't be too much longer."

Darren didn't notice the tent rising in his supervisor's trousers. He pushed his hand into his crotch, pressing his dick against his thigh, as a wave of urgency gripped him. Again he trembled, and Jerry suppressed a smile.

Charts and graphs were projected on the front wall, but Darren didn't even see them. The pressure and pain in his groin was all that he knew, and holding in his pee was all that mattered. His head swam and his ears roared. His bladder contracted again and again, and he squeezed his dick so hard that it hurt.

The CEO returned to the front and began his closing remarks, as Darren sensed that his pee was poised at the very tip of his dick, threatening to spew out.

"There are trays of pastries in the break room," the portly man concluded. "Take ten minutes before you get back to work."

Everyone got up and hastened for the door except for Darren and Jerry.

"If I stand up I'll piss myself," the blonde young man croaked.

"You can always hold it longer than you think you can," the supervisor said. "You've got young muscles."

Joined : 16 Nov 2008 Posts : 13 Location : Netherlands

I really sympathise with Darren stuck in that meeting on his first day and on the point of wetting his pants because he didn't know about it beforehand and so didn't get his chance to pee first. I want to know what happens next!

Joined : 11 Aug 2008 Posts : 277

CHAPTER TWO

Darren had barely gotten to his feet when he bent and clutched his dick with all his might and muttered, "Oh, shit!" A circle of wet appeared around his hand.

"They may still be lined up for the john. Make a dash for my office," Jerry advised.

Darren stood shivering in the small office, his hand still gripping his sore dick and his pants now soaked to the knees, when Jerry came in and closed the door.

"You really did have to piss, didn't you?" the man remarked, unable to prevent a smile.

"What am I gonna do?" the blonde young man asked tearfully. "I can't let anyone see me this way."

"Those pants are a synthetic blend, aren't they? They'll dry quickly. I'll turn up the AC here and we can fasten them in front of the vent."

"What am I gonna wear?"

This is no time for modesty," Jerry stated as his erection throbbed in his pants. "But I'll go out and lock the door behind me. Now you get those pants off."

The instant he heard the lock engage, Darren pulled off his sodden pants and briefs and used paper clips to fasten them to the AC grill. Naked from the waist down, his heart was still thumping, but at least there was some chance of sparing himself utter humiliation. He was enormously grateful to Jerry, and he hoped he could someday repay the debt.

He shifted from foot to foot. He still had to pee, but at least now it was manageable.

Half an hour later he was startled to hear the door unlock. Jerry stepped in quickly and closed it, and Darren placed his hands in front of his package in a vain attempt to hide it.

"They dry yet?" the supervisor asked with a smile. "Hey, don't get nervous. I know what a cock looks like. I've got one myself." He grinned. Indeed, his was tenting his trousers again, and this time Darren noticed. And to his alarm, his own was beginning to swell and stiffen. He turned and felt the clothing flapping in the current of air.

"I guess they're dry enough to put on."

"Then get dressed and back on the job. I've been making excuses for you. And just to end the day on a better note, come have a beer with me at quitting time."

Darren was in no position to refuse. As soon as he was dressed, he walked to the men's room and peed, surprised at how much more he had been holding. Then he went back to work until 5:00. Jerry met him at his desk, and they left the building and went don the street three blocks.

"This is a nice, little bar. Very friendly," the dark-haired man explained as they went into the cool, dim place. "I come here often."

"I've never been so embarrassed in my whole life," Darren admitted when they had settled into a corner booth with tall, frosty glasses. "Thanks for helping me out."

"It was my pleasure," Jerry responded with a wink. "I've had my own close calls."

"Not like this one."

"Well, almost. I have a bad habit of putting off pissing, and I've been nailed with a long phone call when I've been bursting. But I always take a piss before a meeting." He smiled.

For almost an hour they talked, mostly about work, and as Darren finished his second beer he said, "I'd better go use the men's room. Where is it?"

Jerry laughed. "Anytime I've had to hold my piss for a long time, I get false alarms afterwards. You probably don't have half a cupful in there. If you start running to the john like a girl, your bladder will shrink."

Darren looked at his supervisor doubtfully. "Well, I ought to be getting home."

"One more beer and we're outta here."

When they finally got up from the table, Darren was sure this wasn't a false alarm, but he didn't want to make an issue of it, so he followed Jerry outside. It was getting dark.

"I've made you miss your train," the supervisor said, "so I'd better give you a ride home. I live only half a dozen blocks from you."

By the time they got to the company parking lot, Darrens exhausted bladder was beginning to spasm.

"I'm going in and use the men's room," he stated firmly.

"Place is all locked up and the alarm's set," Jerry responded. "You'd have to get Al, the watchman, to let you in, and he won't like that."

Joined : 16 Nov 2008 Posts : 13 Location : Netherlands

Oh this is brilliant. I want more! Darren isn't in much of a position to argue with his new supervisor who seemed so helpful. How's he going to manage now?
Great stuff!

Joined : 24 Jun 2008 Posts : 64 Location : Scotland

Glad to see there is increased activity on the forum again, and another great story.

If I was in Darren's position, I would want to get home asap and have a shower and get cleaned up!!

Joined : 18 Jul 2008 Posts : 282 Location : UK mostly

Indeed. Great to read the new episodes... Wink

Joined : 10 Jul 2008 Posts : 476 Location : Berkshire, UK

Brilliant

Someone as wicked as me lol!

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Joined : 07 Aug 2008 Posts : 77 Location : UK - Midlands

Yep: definitely a good one!

Joined : 11 Aug 2008 Posts : 277

CHAPTER THREE

It would only be a half hour's drive at this time of the evening, Darren thought, so I should be able to hold it that long. Reluctantly, he got in the car, dismayed that he had to clamp his dick to prevent a spurt from escaping.

"You live with your mother, don't you?" Jerry commented. "Will she wonder why you're late?"

"Sometimes I go to a movie or something after work," the blonde man replied, "and I don't bother to call her unless I'm going to be gone all night." He blushed. "Sometimes I go to my cousin's and we play video games and stuff, and I just stay over."

"Of course."

They made a turn onto a winding parkway.

"Isn't this the long way?" Darren asked, suddenly alarmed.

"The view of the city at night from Lookout Point is spectacular," Jerry replied. "What's your rush? You don't have a date, only me." He chuckled.

"Seriously, I have to pee." He held his dick firmly through his pants.

"So do I, but there are things you can do with a full bladder."

Darren's face reddened as he recalled some of the solo pee play he'd done just a year or two ago, as well as full-bladder masturbation. The problem now was that he was rapidly losing control.

"Can you stop someplace?" he asked. "I can't wait."

"You'll get arrested for indecent exposure. That happened to a friend of mine."

Darren was sweating. "I think I'm gonna pee my pants."

"The upholstery is plastic, so go ahead if you have to."

Minutes later, the blonde man groaned as he felt a hot jet fill his briefs and spread to his buttocks. On and on it hissed, and Darren was powerless to stop it. He sighed deeply when it seemed that his bladder was finally empty.

"Feel better now?" Jerry asked as he adjusted himself.

"But I'm a mess. I can't go home this way."

"So stay at my place. Call your mother and say you're at your cousin's. We'll get your clothes all nice and clean for tomorrow."

Jerry's townhouse was in a quiet neighborhood, and it had direct access from the garage.

"The bathroom is there." Jerry pointed. "Take a shower and I'll put your clothes in the machine. I'll get you some underpants."

What the dark-haired man passed through the door was a pair of bikini briefs, but Darren wasn't about to complain. Still, he felt very self-conscious when he came out so skimpily dressed. Jerry appraised the young man's wiry torso and bulging pouch and grinned. "You've been hiding your assets at work."

Darren blushed furiously. "I'm not gay."

"I didn't say you were, but there's nothing wrong with handing out a compliment, or appreciating what another guy has."

"I don't know about that."

Jerry crossed his legs. "I gotta piss like a Russian racehorse, so what do you suppose I ought to do about it?" He grinned and winked.

Darren trembled and wondered what he had gotten himself into. To be honest with himself, he'd fantasized about situations like this, but this was real, and he was a bit scared.

"I don't know," he replied in a shaky voice. To his horror, he felt his dick swelling.

"Well, you'd better come up with something before I piss my pants." He grinned again.

Joined : 16 Nov 2008 Posts : 13 Location : Netherlands

Really hot situation in the car when Darren can't hold it!

Joined : 11 Aug 2008 Posts : 277

CHAPTER FOUR

"What do you expect me to do?" asked Darren nervously, moving behind a chair to hide his very obvious erection.

Jerry smiled. "At the very least, I need a helping hand." He jiggled his legs. "And pretty quick." Then he saw the young man's look of panic and got up. "Just pulling your leg - or whatever. If I have your permission, I'll go take a leak."

The man left the bathroom door open, and Darren became even more aroused as the thunderous rumble from the toilet when on for over a minute. Then Jerry came out, still smiling.

"There, much better. If you hadn't let me go, I'd have more laundry to do. Now, I've got some leftovers I can put together for supper. Come on in the kitchen and keep me company."

Darren willed his hardon to go down, but it didn't, and there was noplace to conceal it in the kitchen. Jerry noticed it and winked.

"I'm flattered," he remarked, and opened the refrigerator.

"This has been a tough day for you, hasn't it?" he remarked as he put the container of stew in the microwave.

"Yeah," the blonde man responded with a serious expression.

"But nobody else saw you piss your pants."

"You did. Twice."

Jerry laughed and clapped Darren on the shoulder. "That was the hottest thing I've seen in years! You've earned points with me, not lost 'em. And how did it feel when you let it all go?"

Darren blushed. "Kinda good, I guess."

"When it happens to me, I call it awesome. Sometimes as good as sex, though I usually try to put the two together."

"When it happens to you?"

Jerry laughed again. "There's lots you can do with a full bladder, and sometimes I just wait too long."

Recalling his teenage experimentation, Darren nodded, red-faced.

"I think you know just what I'm talking about," Jerry said as he divided the stew into two bowls. "So don't feel bad about what happened today. Maybe next time, I'll be the one with the problem."

Darren slept in Jerry's guest bedroom, and in the morning the two drove to work.

"What would your mother say if you didn't come home two nights in a row?" the dark-haired man asked.

"I dunno. I've never done that," Darren replied.

"Well, it's Friday, and I thought the two of us could spend the weekend together. I think we have a lot of things to talk about."

At first,Darren's reaction was to decline the invitation. This new involvement with Jerry was both frightening and fascinating, and it might lead to reveaing some of his impossible secret fantasies. He opened his mouth to say no, but what came out was, "I could go home this afternoon and pack a bag. I can tell my mother I'm going to my cousin's for the weekend."

Jerry was surprised at the acceptance. "Her little boy is growing up, and she'll have to accept that."

At once, Darren felt panic. All his life he had harbored thoughts and urges he believed to be unique to him, but now it seemed that Jerry shared in some of them. Still, he was afraid to expose himself this way. All day at work he had a hard time concentrating, and at quitting time he approached Jerry and said, "Maybe I shouldn't be doing this."

"You mean the weekend? We don't have to do anything but talk. And not even that, if you don't want to," Jerry assured him.

"I suppose..."