morning nightmare

I opened my eyes to the sun pouring in through my window. Smiling, I turned to look at Kaitlin. She was sleeping peacefully with her head on my chest, looking beautiful with her hair in her face.


I felt pressure in my bladder, as I always have to go in the morning, but it wasn't bad. I decided to just lie there for a while, because I didn't want to wake Kaitlin. She would probably wake up or move soon anyway.


Twenty minutes later, I knew that was not going to be true. I still didn't want to wake her up though, so I got out my phone to pass the time.


Ten minutes of me playing Subway Surf passed. The pressure in my bladder had returned, stronger. I heard Kaitlin snore. I looked over at her and chuckled. She was definitely not waking up any time soon. I swear, that girl could sleep through an earthquake.


Laughing was a bad idea. I winced as the waistband of my underwear cut into my bladder. I always go to the bathroom first thing in the morning. However, Kaitlin usually isn't sleeping on me. I decided (stupidly) to ignore my need to pee again, going back to playing on my phone.


A little while later, I looked at my alarm clock. It was a little past 8:30. I had woken up at 7:45, unusually early for me. She had to wake up soon, right? I didn't know when she usually wakes up, since I wake up after nine every day (I go to work at 11). Well, every day except today, apparently.


Kaitlin shifted. I thought she might be waking up, but she stretched and went back to sleep, tossing her arm over me.


I sucked in a breath and winced in pain as her fist hit my now very full bladder. Maybe I should wake her up. One look at her sleeping face changed my mind. I just couldn't bring myself to do it.


Speaking of things I couldn't do, I couldn't hold it much longer. I slowly brought my left hand under the blanket to my crotch.


I turned to look at my alarm clock and grimaced. 9:00. Why did it have to be a Saturday? Any other day Kaitlin would already be at work.


My phone games were no longer doing anything to distract me from my need. I sat my phone down.


"Come on, Kaity," I whispered. I really didn't want to wake her because of something as stupid as my need to pee. That's just childish.


Oh, but I wished she would just wake up already! My hand was still cupping my crotch, just in case. I looked at the alarm clock to see that it was 9:05. Seriously? Time was moving so slowly.


Kaitlin kicked me in her sleep. Normally I didn't mind, but this time it shook my bladder rather painfully. I moaned and brought me knees up into the air, gripping my crotch tightly to keep from leaking. It didn't work, and I felt the front of my boxers becoming damp. It took great effort to stop it.


"Chance?" I heard Kaitlin's groggy voice. Oh, so now she wakes up. With all the time I spent praying for her to get off me, now I just hoped she would go back to sleep.


I stayed still and quiet, hoping she would simply lie back down and close her eyes so I could finally get up and go pee.


No such luck. I whimpered uncontrollably. She sat up and looked at me. "Chance? What's wrong?"


"N-nothing babe. Go back to sleep, it's Saturday."


I guess the strained look on my face gave me away. "What-"


Pee dribbled out of me and I was unable to stop it. "Fuck! Nonononono-"


"Chance!?"


I didn't have the strength to respond. My control was slipping. Urine poured out of me uncontrollably. I squealed in pain and frustration and pulled my hand out from under the blanket. There was no stopping it now. I jumped up off the bed as quickly as I could, covering my crotch.


I looked down to see it pouring down my legs, my boxers so soaked they couldn't hold more liquid. The look on Kaity's face told me she knew exactly what was going on.


"Chance, why didn't you just wake me up?" Kaitlin asked me, voice full of concern and confusion.


"I-uh, ahhh," I whispered, too caught up in the daze of relief to respond properly. Even though it was gross, it felt amazing. When I finally finished, I looked at Kaitlin.


When the realization of what I just did hit me, I almost started to cry. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm such a baby, oh my God..."


"Baby, it's okay," she told me, sliding over to rub my back.


"It's not, Kaity, I pissed the bed, just like a baby, I tried but I couldn't stop it, oh my God I can't believe myself-"


"Chance! I promise I'm not mad. But why didn't you just wake me up?"


"I didn't want to bother you, you were sleeping so peacefully..." I choked out.


She hugged me tightly and said, "Next time, just wake me up. I won't be mad."


"Promise?"


"I promise."


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