Here is my desperation story, and how it ended up.

I was at work and about to leave. I had to go to toilet but it was busy all the time (we just have one toilet at the office) so I said to myself I am holding till I am home, no big deal. I was already at the point when I usually go to toilet, a 6/10, if 10/10 is leaking and 11/10 wetting myself.

Yesterday I was taking the bus and it normally takes only half an hour. Only 5 stops, come on.

It turns out there was a strike, so I had to wait a bit for the bus, unable to release because the bus stop was packed with people, and also did not want to lose the bus going too far, looking for a pee spot.

It finally arrived.

And I was at a sound 7/10 at that point, urge was growing.

I had a bad bad trip, with all the bus bouncing and making me feel the bladder pressure each time, it was escalating so fast. I had to open the belt a bit even. Then such a traffic, man. Maybe because of the same strike, who knows? What is certain is I was really starting to get desperate, and at one point I thought to get off and release at the next stop.

But you know strikes, you cannot know when the next bus passes.

After 1 hour of ride I really was feeling it, pushing towards my dick tip, to ask it please to open up doors.

Finally I was at my stop. So I started walking fast towards my house and that helped me a lot actually, but it was not over.

I am living at 4th floor without elevator. I started climbing up stairs slowly, it was such a torture, I dripped something in my boxer, a first leak or just some pre-cum maybe, cause I also get horny with that feeling. The hard on actually helps.

I was so goofy with my keys, could not even find the hole in the door, cause I was basically shaking and heart pounding.

I just opened the door, closed behind me and I noticed I was already going. A warm feeling on my legs, for just few seconds.

With the coat still on, I've let my sack fall from my shoulders and, right where I was in the corridor, slipped off my dick from the jeans, spraying already, not able to stop the flow.

A thick stream of pee all along the corridor tiles, which felt so good.

I was really moaning, with back at the door, without even using hands to help me out, orgasming. It took me over one minute to stop. A waterfall flowing off my dick tip. Such a messy puddle I have done, all the way down the corridor, till the kitchen, like a 12/15 feet long torrent.

The holding and desperation were kinda worthy in the end. And luckily I leave by myself to clean my desperate messes.

Hope you liked it, as I eventually did.