My bf wet his pants in public

[loserkid]

I was with my boyfriend visiting NYC. There are very sparse restrooms in nyc as opposed to our native city. My boyfriend is known to need to use the bathroom fairly often compared to a typical person. We had been drinking some and ended up on the subway trying to get back to where we were staying. us being travelers, we had a difficult time navigating the city’s subway system. Because of this, we wasted about three hours being lost on the subway, trying to find our way back. Throughout this time, my boyfriend was becoming more and more desperate. He needed to piss for hours but we couldn’t locate any public restrooms. After a while, we were on the street heading to another subway station, and way boyfriend was absolutely bursting. He was walking while doubled over and his hands buried into his crotch. As he crouched down, I saw the front of his pants getting wet. I could tell he had lost the battle. After a few seconds, his pants started to flood. Piss flowed down both sides of his pants and into his shoes. He just stayed there crouched trying to hide it, but there was a lot of piss. He was super mortified and we had to get back on the subway with him in piss soaked pants. He was really embarrassed about it but it’s been a while and he’s since laughed about it

[Brian]

Thanks for writing that up for us. I think other people here have said it's really hard to find somewhere to pee in New York City.

[Fred]

If he really needed to piss "for several hours" after drinking, he has a better bladder than you give him credit for! Most US cities have relatively few public rest rooms, and for NYC there are phone apps for finding them.

[Brian]

I bet those phone apps only actually get installed on phones after the phone's owner has had an accident like loserkid's bf did.

Or alternatively I bet you see guys on the streets of NYC with their legs pressed together, unable to keep still, while they try to wait for this app to download over a dodgy connection!

[googlism2008]

I wonder what kind of pants this guy was wearing.

[WindowsXP]

That sounds like a fantasy to be so desperate that you just lose it naturally in public without any intention or kink behind it. On the other hand, I'd be mortified if it happened to me in public - probably not as much if it was somewhere out of town and where nobody knew me, like NY for example!

Glad he's able to laugh about it afterwards, though. How did you feel about it when you noticed it happening? Where you slightly internally excited or did you solely just feel sympathy for him?

[psswalls282]

If he really needed to piss "for several hours" after drinking, he has a better bladder than you give him credit for! Most US cities have relatively few public rest rooms, and for NYC there are phone apps for finding them.

Most of those app "find a restroom" places are closed late at night (or out of date / never open), and the subway is 24/7. I was on my way home after a too strong super large cocktail and had drained my bladder twice times before leaving the bar, seal broken but I thought all good to go, timed everything great, would take 50 minutes to need to take a leak again and the subway journey was 50-55 minutes, 60 minutes to really full, 70 to desperation. 40 minutes in, all good, 15 min. to my stop but miles away. Then there was a subway issue "just a few minutes delay." I was pretty full, still boozy, but thought I could make it. The train was stopped at a station with doors open fortunately but I kept thinking just a few minutes more and I increasingly desperate it really was escalating non-linearly. Finally couldn't hold it so got off and tried to find a toilet - of course nothing at 2am and no bars where I was either, no alley ways, lots of cars and bright lights. Maps said there was a fairly big park a few blocks I'd never been to looked like a ton of tree cover. I hobbled to the park only to find it was VERY brightly lit, trees were much sparse than the satellite view suggested, and 5 to 10 story buildings all around overlooking it right up close with lots of people visible / lights on even that hour. I would was seconds from losing it so I found as dark a place as I could, which was still pretty bright, no one around on the path or anywhere in th epark, unzipped and wow, what a torrent. Must have gone at least 60 seconds. Huge distance stream illuminated in the light! I like desperation but when I'm someplace I can go right away privately when I need, or flood my clothes at home with a bit of piss desperation / wetting / gooning! This is a bit of a repeat story but I love reading and retelling true stories again when I'm bursting, and as you can guess pissgooning - which I am now - in private. Last 3 hours = 4 coffees 1 beer, 16 ounces of water and counting. Needed a whizz 45 min. ago, really on edge now scissoring. Won't be long now

[Fred]

In my younger days when I liked to test the limits, I was careful to pick a time and place where I had an emergency out that would avoid embarrassment. There were no witnesses when I miscalculated.

[JonInFl311]

Here's a time my ex-bf wet his pants, and had to wear them all day.
We were in Alaska on vacation and planned to take the day ferry to tour Prince William Sound, which embarks at a weird little town (everyone lives in a huge apartment building there). It was about a two hour drive down there from Anchorage and we had breakfast at an Ihop before we left. My guy was a coffee addict and he drank several cups at breakfast. When we left I used the restroom first and advised my guy to do so, but he said he didn't have to go and he'd just cross his legs and hold it if he did later. Well, about twenty minutes into the drive he was showing signs of need-- squirming in his seat and fidgeting with his hands. Though he didn't say anything for quite a while probably because he didn't want to hear "I told you so". But when he crossed his legs he finally admitted it: "Coffee ran right through me. I gotta find a bathroom! Gotta piss like a racehorse!" However that highway is in open country with no where to stop. As time passed I could tell his desperation was mounting and he was getting that anxious "Gonna pee my pants soon" look on his face. I offered to stop on the edge of the highway but it was wide open, with lots of traffic and he couldn't handle peeing in front of people like that. I did impress on him that he should do everything in his power to keep holding it; I didn't want to incur cleaning charges for the rental car. Finally we stopped at scenic overlook (big glacier in the background) thinking there might be something there he could use. There wasn't, and other people were there too. But he hopped out of the car and stood rigid with his legs tight together. "Hey-- you OK?: I asked. "Pissing down my pants." he replied. And so he did, to let off the pressure. He had wet stains at his crotch and down both inseams to his knees. I have a picture of him that way with a miserable look on his face-- partly because he still had to pee bad. (And to my annoyance he had also wet in a pair of long johns I had loaned him since layers were recommended for the boat ride). We did make it to a gas station with a porta potty (there are few flush toilets outside the cities in Alaska) where we both stood in a long line to use it-- him in obviously pissed in pants. And we did the boat ride with his wetting quite visible too. He just sort of brazened it out.

[Brian]

Here's a time my ex-bf wet his pants, and had to wear them all day.
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Poor guy, your ex-bf, it can't have been a great day out for him.
Do you think lots of other people on the boat noticed that he'd wet himself?
(BTW thank you so much for this and several other excellent accounts you've just written for us. And welcome to the site!)