Those words still never truly left his brain. It wasn't just his father - as a fourteen-year old, wetting himself was exactly what his classmates needed to make him an official target. Sol was bullied endlessly for wetting himself, both physically and verbally. It was something that would never get away from him, even as he distanced himself from the event. But you sound like you're dying," Damien proclaimed. "I don't want you to go home if it's something serious." Are you okay?" Damien had an iron grip on the steering wheel. "It sounds like you're in too much pain. Babe, I'm taking you to the ER, okay?"

Damian stopped. Then grinned. "Except you." He leaned down and kissed him. "You're even better than Pizza hut desert." Unfortunately. Language: English Words: 3,509 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 9 Kudos: 111 Bookmarks: 13 Hits: 2,946 THIS IS THE SEQUEL OF "LIVING WITH THE CHOICES WE MAKE". THE BLURB BELOW CONTAINS SPOILERS AND I RECOMMEND THAT YOU READ THE BOOKS IN SEQUENCE.Finally, the elevator came and we both went in. There was nobody else. I pressed the 10 button and the girl pressed the 12 button with a faint and somewhat nervous smile. The elevator started, smooth as usual. But suddenly, between the 5th and the 6th floor, there was a shaking and the elevator suddenly stopped in between the floors. There was still electric light inside the elevator, so it cannot have been a complete power failure, but there was obviously some problem. No!" Sol gasped out. "No, please, don't." He couldn't go to the ER. He didn't want to prolong relief longer than he had to. This time around, Earl decides that he wants to humiliate the most popular boy in school, Noah Steele. Damien must have heard the whimper. "Is it that bad?" He asked from the front, voice filled with concern. Damien started saying, "Oka-" but it was cut off with, "Oh, shit." The car rode for a moment, before coming to an abrupt stop.

Damien, for a moment, thought Sol was going to wet himself. But then he followed Sol's eyes and there stood Sol's father, dressed in a suit, standing on the driveway with an expression of absolute disgust. Sol!" Damien laughingly threw himself at his lean boyfriend, wrapping his arms around Sol's torso. "Hey, baby, how you doing?" The drive was painful for Damien. His whole body had clenched up, and nausea had crept up to his throat. He had never seen his boyfriend that way before. He'd never seen Sol lose himself like that, and he'd never seen Sol call himself those awful names. Was wetting himself really that big of a deal? Damien didn't think it was. He really didn't. Yeah, it was a bit unusual, but he knew he would never judge Sol because of a mere wetting. Not allowed," Damien sang. He patted Sol's shoulder. "It's okay. We can heavily make out afterwards."

Sol's head whipped up; relief swarmed his body in a furious rush of exhilaration. They were in his driveway - in the driveway that led to his quaint little house that had a quaint little bathroom. And then - all at once - horror settled deep in his stomach, along with his full bladder. Sol had planned to act composed when Damien came around to open his door, but all his composure left the window when he saw the lights on in his house. Dami-ien-" Sol was still shaking, but he felt a long leak stream into his pants. "I'm so - I'm so sorry - but I need to..." he curled deeply, whimpering as he forced his bladder to hold everything in. Anti likes humiliation, Dark comes up with an idea to add a whole new sense to humiliation. Language: English Words: 815 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 15 Kudos: 294 Bookmarks: 15 Hits: 10,291 Robbing banks is thirsty work. Language: English Words: 3,113 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 5 Kudos: 111 Bookmarks: 8 Hits: 3,269 Sol gasped softly as his bladder replied with an urgent yes, a spurt of pee spilling from his bladder and into the fabric of his boxers. The pee was warm and moist, and incredibly nice to let out, but it sent Sol into a deep pit of fear. Both his hands squeezed harder, and he shifted his bum on the seat, bending forward deeply. Don't wet yourself, he pleaded to his bladder. You're going to lose everything if you do. Sol writhed in his seat, pale and moaning with desperation.

What happened after their videos. Language: English Words: 2,087 Chapters: 2/2 Comments: 4 Kudos: 73 Bookmarks: 5 Hits: 7,933 Sol just nodded, still frozen with fear. He removed his hand once more, but was forced to rub his legs together desperately as he was pulled along by Damien. As they left the room, his bladder once more squeezed, as if asking, We're leaving without using a bathroom? Sol just told it to shut up, moaned softly, and let himself be dragged outside of the pizza place. The sky had darkened across the city, stripping the light blue to a mix of oranges and pinks.Ignore the silly tags. I have the first chapter of the next work of Overcoming it All written but still need some time to fix it up, so in the meantime, young desperate Yura??? Yay??? Thank you to Kata-chan for encouraging me to actually write this- it has been in my head for months but I never actually thought to write it (go figure). Language: English Words: 1,293 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 14 Kudos: 147 Bookmarks: 5 Hits: 5,598 Sure?" Damien pressed. "You've ate more than that and your stomach never hurt before. Are you sure it's not a virus? What if it's food poisoni-" Damien must have sensed his pain, even if he thought it was from the stomachache, and leaned forward to tenderly kiss him on the cheek. "Sorry, babe. I know you're in pain. Let's take you home." Damien waved to the woman to pay for the bill, before wrapping his arms around Sol and pulling him close. He helped him up, and the moment Sol stood upright, his bladder contracted in agony.