greeting ! After last week ’s foray intohoney - cured Iron Man , we go a stair further into the depths of sorry titillating fan fiction with this Harry Potter story . While Harry Potter has inspired scads of fan fic , good and bad , all - geezerhood - appropriate and quite naughty , I have noticed that a keen many Harry Potter fans are also fans of the human execratory system . I have no mind why this is , but I do know that if the word “ watersports ” is used in the story summary , it ’s make a 50 % chance of being about Harry . Oh , and I ’d seriously moot conk out to the bath before show this .
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“ Even Malfoys have to piss , ” Harry said .
“ But not most as mischievously as you do . ” Smug , so very smug , and that hand brush over Harry ’s nipples and chest . The backs of the knuckles sweep over his groin , barely touching him through his light-colored summer trousers , and still the touch made him shudder .
“ summertime pant ” are really an acceptable phrase for “ light trouser worn in warm weather , ” right ? Good . Just checking .
“ Foolish boy , ” said his beautiful tormenter .
“ I ’m not a son anymore . I ’m a married man . ”
Oh , Ginny . This is the sort of matter that happens when you marry the person you foregather in middle school .
“ What a concurrence , I also have a married woman , who has no idea where I am tonight or what I ’m doing or with whom . ” A kiss was pressed to his eyebrow and Harry reckon for a moment that those lip would depart their own cold imprint . “ Whatever would your lovely Ginny say if she could see you now ? ”
She ’d likely admit she ’d been having an amour with Cho Chang for the last six twelvemonth .
“ We agreed not to spill about her , ” Harry said acutely .
“ Very well , she makes a tedious subject for conversation anyway . ” Lucius smiled . “ Shall we discourse something a little more interesting , muggle political science or the weather perhaps ? Or shall we simply settle down to sleep ? ”
“ I ca n’t sleep . ”
“ Why ever not ? It ’s quite late . ”
“ You know why not , I have to pass water , ” Harry said . He heard himself say it and enjoin it made him want to go even more .
Lucius , however , dissemble that he had n’t heard . “ You have to what ? ” he murmured into the nape of Harry ’s neck .
Harry closed his eye for a moment , caught between the blind drunk lap of Lucius ’ tongue over his throat and the aching in his bladder . He embrace his dick through the thin textile of his trousers . “ I have to piss . ”
Is n’t there a magical spell that can take care of this ? Expelliarmus pissiarmus or something ?
“ Oh , that , ” Lucius said dismissively . “ Well , you ought to have gone before you come to bed . There ’s nothing to be done about it now , you ’ll just have to wait until morning . ”
There ’s a law that prevents citizenry from using the toilet after they ’ve gone to seam in England ? Is it a wizard legal philosophy or a Muggle law ? I bet it ’s a Muggle legal philosophy and Margaret Thatcher enacted it .
“ I ca n’t hold off that long . ”
Harry ’s regard flickered for a moment to the curtained window . He could see the wispy yellow radiance of a street Inner Light through the velvet . It was sorry outside , so dark that it might have been long past tense midnight , but the dark was a winter illusion . It was November and still only mid - even . There were so many hours between now and morning , far too many for him to birth without any relief .
And yet I get the intuitive feeling we ’re going to read about every single minute of those hours .
Harry prehend Lucius ’ shoulder with his free script . “ I ’m run to have to go before morn . ” He kissed the underside of Lucius ’ jaw . “ It ’s hours since I last went . ”
Okay , I ’m beat confused . I assumed this was part of some sex game between Harry and Lucius , but then – and here is one of those sentences I once in a while typewrite that makes me marvel what the fuck I ’m doing with my life story – but then why do n’t they go before and pee-pee on each other ? Is n’t that what they desire to do ? It seems like Harry had the 72 - oz. Big Gulp on his way over to see Lucius , just so his armoured combat vehicle could be full for a night of water - soaked blissfulness , but here he is complaining about how much he has to pass water . This is unearthly , veracious ?
Lucius lifted his head to depend at the digital clock on the bedside table . This was a muggle hotel , expensive , luxurious and anonymous . “ It ’s not so many hours since we met , five I said and you come at ten past times . I will not wait for you if you ’re lately next meter . ”
NO ONE WILL FAIL TO BE conjure up DURING THE EROTIC “ MILD BITCHING ABOUT BEING ON TIME ” DISCUSSION
“ It was muggle traffic , ” Harry said impatiently , “ and I want to go when I met you . I tell you that I needed to piss before we went into the eating house . ”
“ You also articulate that you were n’t despairing , that you could quite easily control yourself while we dinned . ” Lucius lay down beside him in the Brobdingnagian bed . “ If you could waitress then , you could hold off now . ”
“ The advancing progression of time is merely an illusion so you goddamn hold it , Potter . ”
“ No , it ’s bad now and – ”
“ Hold it , Harry . ” Lucius sophisticate around and pinned Harry ’s arms over his head in one swift movement . “ Just hold it for me and do n’t even think of wet the layer . ”
I THOUGHT THAT ’S WHAT YOU INVITED HIM OVER FOR
Harry did n’t put out to sharpen out that either of them could have cleaned the layer with a simple spell . That was n’t how the secret plan was make for . Lucius used no magic enchantment and no binding to hold him to the bottom . He stayed because he need to , because he loved this life-threatening , depraved plot .
severe ? Because if you sleep in a bed of your own cool urine you might catch a common cold ?
“ I might not be capable to avail it , ” Harry whispered , not quite meet Lucius ’ eye . With his hired hand pulled aside from his groin he had to squeeze his thighs tightly together and shift on the bed just to relieve the impulse a small .
“ You had better facilitate it because I ’ve got no intention of sleeping in a puddle of Potter piss . If you wet this seam you ’ll sleep in it loaded and alone . ”
Harry knew that Lucius intend it . Once , in the former solar day of their liaison he had lose control and it had all flood out of him , souse sheet and pillow . Lucius had watched sedately until he had finish wee and then he had simply got up and left . Harry had damn him for a SOB then and vowed to have nothing more to do with him , but Lucius was the only one who understood his needs . So he had come back to him . They had get along back to each other because Lucius liked this as much as he did .
DO YOU OR DO YOU NOT WANT HIM TO piddle ALL OVER THE layer
“ What shall I do then ? ” Harry crossed his legs , grinding them together at the thigh . “ I want to micturate . I want to pee-pee ! ”
“ But most of all , I want to keep talking about how I need to piddle ! ”
“ No , you do n’t . ” Lucius slue down the seam until his head rest on Harry ’s chest . “ You require to adjudge it , to keep it all locked up inside where it feels so good . ”
“ Yes . ” Harry ’s response was quieter than a whisper . For age he had guarded his closed book alone and he still felt ashamed to allow what Lucius already get laid .
Lucius was his fallen , forbidden angel .
And this was the unearthly Touched by an Angel episode ever .
Lucius , who had seen the hungriness in his eyes on that leaping day when Harry had blend in into the gentleman ’s toilets at the Ministry and overtake him in mid piss . Three calendar week after an eagle owl had bring him an invitation , a summons , that Harry had been compulsive to ignore , but the memory and the desire had been too strong to dissent . That had been two years before and now he craved Lucius ’ attentions and his mastery as much as he craved the forcible aesthesis .
expect wait wait . Okay , facetious complaining away , I get theoretically that someone would get off by postulate to pee but not peeing ; Rule 34 and all that . But how would Lucius be able to tell that from the above position ? Lucius was piss , but that does n’t seem to be Harry ’s matter , does it ? I think of , if Harry stood at the urinal and had to piss for eight full second or something , then I think Lucius could deduct that Harry enjoyed drinking a good deal and admit it in … if he stayed in the bathroom the whole meter and had a decent watch to clock Harry with . But unless Harry ’s eyes were somehow broadcasting “ You are make water and I care wee-wee but specifically I like not piddle ” – a very complex message to convey unproblematic with a facial aspect – I do n’t make love how Lucius figured any of this out . On a similar bill JESUS CHRIST THIS IS WHAT I SPEND MY TIME call up ABOUT GYAAAAAAAAHHHH
“ So , are you telling me that you really ca n’t restrain yourself for another 2d ? ” Lucius ask .
“ I can stop myself piddle at the present moment . I am desperate , but not so desperate that I ca n’t master it . ” Harry shifted restlessly . “ Oh , damn , I wish I could hold on until the sunrise , but I ’ll never last that long . ” He gripped his cock through his trousers again . “ It ’s all right for you , you ’ve already been . ”
“ So I have , ” said Lucius . He placed his hand over Harry ’s . “ I thought for an jiffy that you were going to piss yourself when I started to go , but then you catch far too delirious , did n’t you , Harry ? ”
I do n’t know if there are any urophiliacs in the audience – really , I ’m not even certain if urophilia deal this , since Harry seems to be getting off most on not urinate – but if there are , is this how your sexual love conversations go ?
“ I have to pee . ”
“ You have to pee . ”
“ I want to pee . ”
“ You ca n’t pee . ”
“ But I postulate to pee . ”
“ I wo n’t let you spend a penny . ”
Because that seems pretty horrible to me . Although I profess the possibility that Harry and Lucius may plainly be the most boring piss - fetishists in England .
Harry thrill . “ That ’s why you did it like that . ”
He remembered Lucius stick out in the centre of this huge panelled room , fully clothed with his trousers opened and his cock pale against the fatal stuff . A toss of his heading , so that prospicient hair shimmered in the candle flame and a grin , so disdainful and self - see to it , while he stood there spend a penny on the floor . It had made Harry hard , so heavy that he could n’t have piddle if his aliveness depended on it . Then Lucius had pushed him back onto the bottom and involve Harry ’s erection in his back talk , but not for long . They both bed that Harry would never hold his bladder through the earth tremor of climax , so he was denied and frustrated , and more wake than ever .
And there ’s a big pool of piss on the floor ? Well , that ’s more like it . Although somewhere there ’s a House Elf who move to have the “ worst week ” conversation at his hebdomadary poker secret plan .
“ well , ” Harry whispered . Lucius ’ handwriting was move with his and over his , kneading his prick , putting pressure on it to help him keep from pissing . “ That ’s so good . ”
Harry Potter and the Order of the Pee - nix ( sorry )
“ Is it ? ”
“ Yes , do it some more . ” Harry ’s optic closed . He could feel it all , the ache in his low abdomen , the flex and release of Lucius ’ substantial fingers and the hitch of his cotton fiber trousers over his raw turncock head . “ Oh , Lucius … Fuck ! ” He sat up short , trapping Lucius ’ hand between his tightly clenched second joint . The spasm had been so sudden and so shrewd that he had almost lost command of himself . Harry bit his lip and willed it to cash in one’s chips .
Harry Potter and the Half - Leuciscus cephalus Piss
Lucius push Harry ’s fret moist hair back off his forehead . “ Just concentrate , you’re able to hold it . ”
“ Ca n’t . ” Harry leant back on the pillow , but he still hold Lucius hand between his leg . “ Nothing come out that fourth dimension , but I do n’t think I can last much longer though , not without relieve some of the pressure . ” He looked pleadingly at Lucius . “ If I could permit some out , just enough to wet my crotch , then I could hold the rest , I know I could . ”
Liar . Guys know endeavor to stop make water mid - watercourse is like halt when you ’re ski down a ski - jumping . you may try , but you ’re going to flow down and you ’re probably go to break off something .
“ If I let you a partial button , if I allow you to wet yourself , ” Lucius said slowly , “ it is on the savvy that you will not start pissing until I give you permission to do so and that you will contain the moment I govern you to stop . ”
Harry Potter and the Bladder of Secretes ( only one more , I swear )
“ I will , I promise , ” Harry read . “ I just want to go so much . ”
“ consist down then , on your back and do n’t touch your turncock . ”
Harry mewl when Lucius pulled his hand out from between his thighs , but he did as he was severalize . He clenched his manpower at his sides , fighting the urge to seize his cock . Any second now he was go to be able to pee , and the anticipation , the knowledge that relief was so secretive made it almost out of the question to adjudge back .
Harry Potter and the Pisser of Azkaban
give thanks you ! Tip your waitresses !
“ Lucius , please … ”
“ hold off . ”
Then silence and the weak hum of the traffic in the street alfresco . Harry held his hint , not daring to move . He could n’t keep back on , he just could n’t .
“ Piss . ”
I suppose you could say …
/puts on shades
Lucius just dismiss the start piss - tol
YEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH
It look at a s for the command to reach Harry ’s brain and another for his body to obey it . He sobbed as he feel the peeing take his urethra and then gush forth into his pant .
“ Stop . ”
“ No , not yet , please not yet . ” Harry ’s top dog tossed from side to side on the pillow .
“ Yes , now . ” A warm hand cover his spurting tool and Lucius ’ voice was surprisingly easy . “ Stop it , Harry , stop pissing . follow on , you know that you’re able to stop it if you want to . ”
And Harry did desire to . It was too before long , far too shortly for this to cease and it would end if he did n’t stop micturate , because the flow would get stronger and stronger until there was nothing leave . He clench all his muscleman and felt the flow falter . Harry groaned , it was only a trickle , but he was still pissing . He made one last desperate effort and ultimately deal to stanch the period .
Seems like somebody should have invented something for exactly this fetish by now ; they have everything else . Maybe something like those wine stopper you use after you ’re taken out the cork . But for penis !
“ I ’ve block , ” he say , still too afraid to move . “ I ’ve made it lay off . ”
“ proficient boy . ” Lucius stroke his hair .
Harry turn his fountainhead and buss his palm . “ Thank you . ” He felt Lucius rub his piss cockeyed thigh and a trivial shudder went through him . “ That ’s nice … ”
inquiry : If you enjoy peeing yourself , do you de facto also enjoy wear piss - soaked pants , or lie in in a piss - soaked bed ? It is part and piece of land of the whole fetish ? Or are there the great unwashed out there who enjoying the pissing , but think blotto pant / layer thing is gross ?
“ Sit up , ” Lucius say after a few moments , “ see what you did . ”
The wetness extended from the midriff of stomach to his right hip and then down almost to his right knee . Harry touch the satin top and found that the bottom beneath him was still miraculously dry .
Also : If you have a seam - wetting fetish , do you go with something cheap and/or easily cleanable , or do you go with the fine sheets your urine can ruin ? Is it merely a thing of your income and financial class ? Are the 1 % peeing on satin sheets ? Because I ’m ready to occupy the bedding section of a Target if they are .
Harry flop back on the bed . It had been so knockout to stop and cut off the stream had only made his pauperization ten time unsound , but the waves of urging had finally started to settle and he was n’t quite as desperate as he had been before .
He feel Lucius ’ hand on the waistband of his trousers . His fly was unbuttoned and unzipped .
“ cabbage your hips , ” Lucius said .
“ What are you doing ? ” Harry asked .
“ go you out of these distastefully wet pant . ” Lucius yanked them down around Harry ’s second joint . “ I have no design of spending the remainder of the night lying next to someone who smell out of piss . It ’s really quite infantile of you , Harry , to lose ascendance like that . ”
More questions : So the peeing fetish often to seems to go handwriting - in - manus with a diaper voodoo , if not infantilism . I imagine this is mostly because for a urophile the convenience is outstanding . But are their masses who love peeing their pants that find the idea of diaper gross and morally reprehensible ? “ Well , sure , I love wet myself , but grown adults who put on diapers are just weird . ”
If you ca n’t tell , I have a go at it the musical theme that no matter how unusual somebody ’s fetish , there ’s almost for certain another fetish he / she finds gross . It create me giggle .
Harry glare at him indignantly . “ I did not lose control , you agree that I could lease some piss out , call back ? ”
“ As I recall , you ask for my permission to wet your fork , which I agreed to rather than have to take heed to you always yammer about the state of your bladder . ” Lucius held up his wet trousers . “ I would say that this is rather more than that , would n’t you ? ”
Well , that ’s more a problem with the nature of liquids to adjust to the form of their container , is n’t it , Lucius ? Are you go to blame his pee for not sympathise where Harry ’s pant ended ? I stand for you’re able to , you ’re tell Harry to wet his pants , ordering urine around is n’t that far off the chart . YOLO , right ?
Harry flush . “ Not much more , ” he said defensively .
“ Quite a lot more I would say , and now , of grade , I ’m going to have to strip up the mess you ’ve made of yourself . ” Lucius stand up . “ remain there . ”
Harry see Lucius pad barefoot into the en - suite toilet . Lucius had taken of his dragonskin boots when they had depart to layer , other than that he was still amply garment , while Harry lie down bare and moist with his own piss .
For the record , you ’ve been register well over 2000 words of Harry Potter pee fic , and more importantly you ’ve read over 2000 words of Harry Potter but tattle about peeing . I ’m getting give to do this . What ’s your alibi ?
Lucius issue forth back rapidly , so apace that Harry knew he had used magic to press the bowl of steaming , jasmine scented weewee he carried . The easygoing , heavyset towels belonged to the hotel though , but the packet of thick purple silk Lucius drop onto his pillow had been transfigured from some more mundane textile .
WAIT , THEY’RE IN A FUCKING HOTEL ? ! AND THEY DON’T USE MAGIC TO CLEAN UP ? Look , sure , pee on whoever you wish in the privacy of your own home , but this is NOT the form of affair you bring into hotel room . First of all , no extremity of the tutelar faculty gets paid enough to deal with a urine - soaked bed , permit alone a gargantuan puddle of piss on the floor . Second of all , WHAT IF I GET THAT way THE NEXT TIME I GO TO A HOTEL . I DO NOT desire TO PAY TO SLEEP IN HARRY POTTER ’S RESIDUAL PEE .
This behavior is frankly repellant . They should just buck off on everything in the hotel room , like civilized masses do .
Lucius sat on the edge of the bed . “ give your legs . ”
Harry scatter his leg a little , although he require to keep them pressed together .
“ Wider . ”
Has anyone ever been changing a baby ’s diaper – like a real infant , not doing some sex sport – and had the baby starting peeing , like one of those twirly sprinklers you might have played with in your lawn in the summertime ? For some reason I was prompt of this .
Lucius nudged his thighs asunder and Harry wince . The stretch increased the pressure on his full bladder and made him feel so vulnerable that he almost reached down to plow his jetty .
“ You really are a ignominy , ” Lucius say .
“ But I killed Voldemort ! ”
“ True , but I ’m moderately certain no one ’s wiping Neville Longbottom ’s American Samoa right now . ”
He pass over Harry ’s legs and abdomen with the dry part of his trousers . Then he wrung a wash cloth out over the porcelain arena and Harry see Lucius grin when the trickle of water back into the stadium made him pull a face .
“ You ’re not plump to wet the bed , are you ? ” Lucius said as he squeezed the cloth out for a second , unneeded fourth dimension .
Harry shook his head .
I sense like it ’s important to note that this is the point in redaction today ’s FFF that I finally had to pee myself . I mean , I had to urinate , I did n’t “ take a leak myself . ” I piddle in the john . And I flushed . I — - I ’ll just quit while I ’m in advance .
“ Good . ” Lucius run for the back of his indicant finger down Harry ’s face . “ I ’ll bath you then and we ’ll say no more about it . ”
The tiresome , measured washup was both a joy and a agony . first off , Lucius wiped the cloth over Harry ’s venter and thighs . Then he turned his tending to his genital organ . He wash Harry ’s internal thigh and patted them dry with a warm towel . Then he cup Harry ’s glob in his hand to pass over them clean and finally he turned his attention to the tenacious , lax cock that position in its nest of dark curls .
The dig was bathed with infinite maintenance and , just when Harry think that he could n’t bear anymore , Lucius roll his foreskin back and wipe the cloth around his piss slit .
This is simply my personal vox populi , but I feel like if you typecast the Bible “ piss slit ” you should really stop and take a moment to think about what you ’re writing . Just sit around back , and really consider what you ’re doing .
Harry moan . His hips curve up off the bottom . “ Do n’t ! ”
Lucius chuckled .
“ If you do n’t stop it I ’ll do the fate , ” Harry warned . The brief respite was over and he wanted to go as severely as he ever had .
“ You will not , ” Lucius said as he end towel Harry off . “ How many fourth dimension must I explain it to you ? I will not permit you to take a leak in the bed , no matter how much you yawp and beg . ”
Harry gasped . “ I ca n’t hold on much longer , you lie with I ca n’t . ”
You know , I never make how bally BORED I could by a 3000 + news fan fic about Harry Potter pissing himself . MOSTLY BECAUSE IT ’S ALL ABOUT HARRY POTTER NOT PISSING HIMSELF .
Lucius wait at him , there was a gleaming in his eye and a knowledge . He stretch out on the layer beside Harry . “ Do you want me to give you permission to piss , my little one ? Shall I be soft and sweet ? Shall I say poor , poor Harry , look how full his bladder is , it must be hurting him dreadfully , perhaps I really ought to allow him wet the bottom . ” Lucius dropped a buss onto Harry ’s shoulder . “ Is that what you require me to say ? ”
“ Yes , no , I do n’t know ! ”
Harry gripped his hammer tightly . He groaned , caught between the pauperism of his body and his own twisted desires .
“ I want to make , ” he whispered . “ I want to wee so much . ”
“ Look , Potter . Do n’t say “ wee . ” You sound like an American child sound out ‘ weewee - pee . ’ I jazz we ’re doing this whole watersports thing , but seriously , have some self-regard . ”
The pressing was there , insistent and unrelenting , botheration and pleasance mingled until he did n’t know where one ended and the other began .
“ You ca n’t , ” Lucius said . “ There ’s no where for you to go . ” He rubbed his thumb over Harry ’s lips . “ So are you going to be a good male child and maintain it all in for me ? ”
“ Yes , ” Harry nodded , although they both knew that Lucius was asking the unimaginable .
OH FOR FUCK ’S SAKE . IF I COME OVER AND PISS ON THE seam CAN WE ALL JUST FUCKING GO HOME ?
Lucius reach over and picked up the soft bundle from the pillow . “ These are for you , put them on . ”
“ It ’s a aqualung mask and flippers . Things are about to get freak - ay . ”
These were pyjamas , fine over-embellished silk pyjamas . Harry tried not to wince and wiggle too much as he scrambled into them .
“ And , Harry , ” Lucius added softly , “ I ’m going to be very , very raging if you get even a undivided slur of wet on your nice newfangled jammies . ”
I wish how the author used the British spelling of “ pajamas . ” Really contribute that touch of legitimacy any good story about a dude peeing himself need .
The pyjama bottom were so sheer that Harry knew they would hide nothing despise their morose colour . He touched his groin . He was still dry for the instant , but he did n’t have sex how much longer he could keep the floodgate closed .
“ Come here , ” Lucius said .
He rolled on his back and Harry dwell down carefully beside him . Lucius fingers comb through his whisker . Harry sting his lip and buried his face in Lucius articulatio humeri . He breathe in the scent of disastrous Kashmir and expensive aftershave . It would be all right , Lucius would make everything all good . He was dependable , here in his buff ’s arms .
Unless Hans Brinker here is expire to stay put his thumb in the butch , so to speak , I guess you still have a problem , Harry .
Harry whimpered and rolled against Lucius . He drape his leg over the older man ’s self-colored thigh and pushed his ache groin hard against it . The force per unit area help just a little , but he was so full , so very full .
“ Hush , ” Lucius said . “ Touch me . ” He placed Harry ’s paw on the apartment of his belly .
Harry ’s fingers shook as he blunder with Lucius ’ zip and unknot his hard penis from his underclothing . He wrapped his hand around the familiar shaft and felt the quick , shrewd thrill of lecherousness that he always feel when he touched Lucius this way . Harry felt his own excited - to - piss cock harden against Lucius ’ stage . It would n’t last . He needed to wee far too desperately for it to last , but it helped him insure himself while he fondled Lucius ’ erection .
Really ? 3500 word about your vesica mastery and you ’re just going to give Lucius a handy ? Erotic Harry Potter pee fic , I am disappoint .
Lucius sigh . “ Just play with it . ”
That meant that he was n’t to make Lucius fare , not yet , that was for later , when Harry had pissed himself dry . He moaned and clamped his legs around Lucius ’ second joint . It was n’t enough and he arch against him , struggle the spasm in his bladder .
“ I got to go ! ” Harry grasped his cock and squeeze it painfully hard . “ Lucius , I ’ve vex to do a wee . ”
“ STOP sound out WEE . YOU’RE destroy IT FOR ME . ”
“ Not just yet , ” Lucius forced his own hand between Harry ’s clenched thighs . “ tranquilize down and the urgency will pass . ”
“ It wo n’t ! I ’ve get to wee . Oh , please , I ’ve got to do a wee ! ” Harry rocked backwards and ahead against Lucius ’ side . He shuddered as another spasm went through him . “ Oh , god , Lucius , do n’t let me weensy . I wo n’t go … I wo n’t go … ”
Harry moan and arched up off the bed . He felt the hot pissing burst from his rooster , only a spurt , only a single spurt , but the beginning of the end .
He tumble back next to Lucius , who pulled his hand out from between Harry ’s leg and painstakingly shook off the wet drops .
“ Harry , what did I tell you about wetting the bed – “
“ Fuck the bed ! ” Harry rolled away from Lucius and up onto his genu . He doubled over , holding himself with both hands and still a 2nd spurt escape . “ I ’m wetting myself … oh , god , I ’m wet . ” He looked wildly around and his mad gaze fell on the bedside table . “ The basin , give me the basin , I can do a wee in the lavatory ! Hurry , Lucius , please . ”
Ways I know FFF has ruined me # 496 : Rather than be happy Lucius is n’t using Harry as an in - room water fountain , I ’m really vexed I ’ve read 4000 words of this nonsense and Harry ’s just going to spend a penny in a bucket .
“ harbour it steady , ” he solicit when Lucius placed the drainage basin in the middle of the layer . Harry fumbled desperately to free his prick from his pyjamas . He felt it twitch , just as it did when he was aroused , which he was . “ Fuck me after , ” he allege , “ make out me hard , but I ’ve got to do a wee first . Oh , please I ’ve got to do a wee … ” Another little jet of piss snap from his dick just as he finally freed it from his pajama . He do to tug his pyjamas down around his thighs . “ Look , Lucius , ” he whispered , both aghast and mesmerized . “ bet , how egotistical I am . ”
The extrusion extended across his lower abdomen , stone intemperate and hearty . Lucius traced the back of his hand across it , the bare touch and Harry throb and spurted more piss .
“ Wee , ” Harry groan , “ get to wee . ”
lay off suppose THAT , YOU SOUND RIDIUCLOUS
“ Go on then , do a wee in the basin , Harry . ”
YOU’RE BOTH cheapen YOUR OWN WEIRD FETISH , hold back IT
Harry render to obey him , but when he in the end loosen up his pounding muscle the first jet of piss shot across the bed , forget a farseeing golden splash on the white covers . Quite incapable of stop or even of slow down the velocity of his piss Harry slant his rooster downwards and circularise his trembling thighs . The cold ceramic basin touched the insides of his leg as his piss steamed out . It strike the sweet H2O in the bottom of the little basin and splashed up onto his inner thighs .
Meanwhile , there ’s a Hilton hotel managing director relaxing at home who has no idea how direful a day he ’s going to have at work tomorrow .
“ I ’m doing a wee . ” Harry shudder . “ Oh , Lucius , I ’m doing a wee . ”
Look , if there were any indications that there was some infantilsm going on here , that ’d be one thing . But for all the fucking bunk we ’ve translate , there ’s not been a hunt of such a fetich . So I contend to you thart Harry Potter is not talking like a baby flop now as part of his sexual fan tasies , but that HARRY POTTER IS AN IDIOT .
“ I recognise . I can see it coming out . ”
“ I am peeing ! ”
“ I see you pee ! ”
“ I see you see me pee ! ”
“ How do citizenry have sex activity without submit every single affair as it happens ? ”
“ I do n’t know ! ”
“ We have the best sex life ever ! ”
Both Lucius ’ paw were clasp around the basin , but he run forrader , his tenacious hair a sweep of yellow , falling ahead into the golden torrent of Harry ’s piss . He kissed Harry ’s stomach and flicked his tongue across his contacting bladder .
Harry moaned and the stream grew even stronger . “ Ca n’t stop it , ca n’t hold it … I’m weeing . Oh , god , you ’re watching me teeny … ”
Fuck it , Voldemort was correct . If the enslavement of the Muggle world was what was necessary to prevent me from register this laughable fic where Harry Potter keeps order “ wee ” all the goddamn prison term , then that ’s a diminished damage to pay . Someone get me a damned Horcrux , stat .
Lucius sat back on his heels . “ I like to watch you , Harry . I like to see what a prankish , foul boy you are . ” His cock poked out of his open fly front , rigid and red , twice as hard now as when Harry had caress it .
“ Want to touch it , want to make it … but I ca n’t stop … I ca n’t stop urinate . ”
OR SAYING “ WEE ” APPARENTLY
Harry seem down and saw that the basin was full almost to the lip . He shudder and tried in vain to stop the period . Then it splatter over the top of the basin , over Lucius perfectly manicured hands and onto the bed . He watched his piss pour out of the slit in his jerking pecker , know that he was incapacitated to prevent it and that knowledge excited him even more .
“ Oh , ” he murmur , “ oh , yes , please , it sense like heaven . ”
“ Does it , my love ? ” Lucius countenance the basin tip over onto the seam . He moved around so that he sit behind Harry and he encircled his waist . “ Give it to me , ” he commanded piano .
The stream had finally started to weaken , but Harry was still go when Lucius ’ hand replaced his own on his cock . Harry relaxed back against him with his legs spread widely . “ So safe , ” he whispered , “ so good to wee . ” He pressed down and another strong squirt shot forth .
WE hump . WE HAVE READ ALL 400 language DESCRIBING YOUR piddle . AND DESPITE THE FACT THAT 80 OF THEM WERE THE WORD “ WEE ” WE HAVE SOMEHOW FUCKING INFERRED THAT YOU’RE get A in effect TIME .
Lucius merely held him , scratch his thumb back and forward just below the head of Harry ’s stopcock , until the stream slacken to a concluding trickle . Then he fisted Harry ’s dick , once , double , three sentence . Harry arch upward with a strangled scream and came violently , his come mingling with the piss still dripping from his cock .
- *
Really ? That ’s it ? God I ’m just going to drink myself to decease . Except then I ’d have to wee , and now I never desire to do that again . shucks .
Harry lay curled on his side in the piss wet layer , with his head pillowed on Lucius ’ chest of drawers . He was exhausted and there was a dull , residual ache in his vesica , but he was also fill and utterly content . He sigh sleepily when Lucius started to play lazily with his nipple .
“ If you were mine , ” Lucius began .
“ Yours ? ”
Does Harry have a fucking concussion ? Is that why the simplest of conversation take him 10 crashing minutes to parse ? Is this the fucking problem ?
“ Mine to keep , mine to overlook , do you know what I would do ? ”
“ No , ” Harry murmured . He was too tried to object to the idea of belong to Lucius .
OOH OOH I get it on I acknowledge DOES IT INVOLVE PEE ? !
“ I would wait until you were heroic to wee-wee , far more despairing than you were tonight . Then I would bind up your cock with the linkup from my hair . So that you could n’t pee-pee , no matter how mischievously you wanted to and once you were bound I would mark you , here and here . ” Lucius allude Harry ’s leave behind nipple and then his right . “ Two anchor ring , not ash grey or gold , but platinum , only the best for you , my dear . ”
Nailed it !
Harry ’s cock twitch and his first conscious thought was that they could n’t do it because Ginny would see the nipple piercings . She would see , and she would be offend and horrify by them . He begrudge her then , on the spur of the moment and fiercely , because tomorrow he would to go home and pretend none of this had pass off . He would have to eat Sunday tiffin with the Weasleys and listen to Ron and Hermione bickering , when all he really wanted to do was nap , wank and rent the piss filter out of his weary bladder whenever it want to .
I ca n’t state this enough : THIS IS THE form OF SHIT WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU MARRY SOMEONE YOU MEET IN YOUR FRESHMAN YEAR OF SCHOOL .
He remind himself that he bang Ginny . He did n’t love Lucius , what they shared was deeper , darker and far more crude than love . Harry pass out and learn his hand .
Ah yes , that primitive need man has to pee-pee in front of Jason Isaacs and get ostracize from decent hotels . It ’s part of our DNA .
“ When will I see you again ? ”
“ Two weeks , ” said Lucius . “ We ’ll go to the Edinburgh hotel , match me there at six on the fourteenth and do n’t be former . ”
“ No , remember ? They told us we could n’t fall back enough they found the bathtub full of our urine and all those bath toy ? ”
Harry was surprised . normally they only deal to encounter three or four time a class , which was sometimes as much as he think his organisation could remain firm , but his pith leapt at the thinking of being with Lucius again so soon . He propped himself up on one elbow , so that he could bet down into Lucius ’ face .
“ Why so soon ? ”
“ Why not ? ” Lucius said softly and then he kissed him to silence any more questions . “ I have a task for you , a challenge , ” he said against Harry ’s mouth .
“ And that challenge is to attempt and go 60 seconds without interrupting me with any dazed questions that would be obviously serve if you just kept your rima oris shut for a minute and lease me keep tattle . All the right way ?
“ What ’s that ? ” Harry involve , this too was a going from their common routine .
“ FAILED . ”
“ For the next two weeks you may piss whenever and wherever you wish , on one condition . ”
“ Which is ? ” Harry said .
“ You failed again . ”
“ That you never , under any setting , piss in the toilet . Piss in the shower bath or the sink , go behind a tree in the park or do it up against a wall . Piss in Ginny ’s favorite vase or in an empty wine bottleful , but do n’t use the privy . ”
Harry kissed Lucius ’ rim . “ What , not even if I really need to go ? ”
“ JESUS CHRIST WHAT DO YOU NOT realize ABOUT THIS CHALLENGE . ”
Lucius smile . “ Not even if you ’re desperate . ”
THE END . unremarkably this is the part where I ’d talk about how much I need to drink to forget the story , but given the nature of the tale , I think I ’m just going to go huff ether for a few hours .
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