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For the people from last thread that wanted it
Ike holding his piss at a small, chilled out party with friends, because one of them fell asleep in the bathtub and he doesn't want to wake them up and be a bother, but he also doesn't want to risk them waking up and seeing him peeing. He's shifting as he sits, pressing his knees together and trying to pretend he feels normal, but it quickly becomes unbearable. It's very late, so he decides to excuse himself and go home as he becomes desperate... It's only a short walk, he's sure he can make it.
It quickly becomes apparent he can't, but he's determined. He's a grown man, he won't pee himself, right? But as he's walking along the path home, grabbing at himself and struggling to walk, a train passes by unexpectedly... He didn't notice it in the distance because he was so preoccupied. He yelps at the sudden noise and movement, his heart leaping, and then to his horror there's a warm wetness against his hand. He withdraws it, mortified, and can do nothing but watch in humiliation and shock as hot piss streams down his legs in the cold night, pooling around his shoes and dripping from the bottom of his pants.
His house is within view. His roommate is expecting him back... Oh no, how is he going to explain this... In his inebriated state, Ike suddenly wants to cry.
