Your name is Jake English and while your canteen is almost empty, your bladder is at just about maximum capacity.
It’s so full, in fact, that despite having already loosened your belt once, it’s become incredibly tight again because of how much your bladder is bulging and it’s getting harder and harder to walk without gripping your crotch.
Normally, you would have relieved yourself forty five minutes ago but Dirk is ahead of you and you haven’t wanted to interrupt your adventuring on this new planet, nor have there been any particular opportune places. Truthfully, you’re too afraid to leave his side for very long in such a strange place but at the same time you’re not sure you’re on the level where you can be pissing right in front of him.
Your bladder pangs particularly harshly and you bite your lip, pausing a second to squeeze yourself. You might not really have a choice.
Honestly, you don’t know why you’re being so weird about this, it’s not like you weren’t used to going outside. You actually kind of preferred it. Sometimes at your house, you’d head to the balcony or out onto the sunny front lawn and water it. It just felt a little better, like having some sort of intimate moment with nature.
All these thoughts of relieving yourself makes you grip your cock a little tighter and to your horror, you can feel some leak out. You make a soft noise and Dirk stops and you know you can’t hold on much longer, you need to do something quick.
You bite your lip and squeeze harder to stave the flow, but of course there’s still piss dripping down your thighs and legs. “Dirk?” You ask as you undo your belt buckle.
He turns around, looking you over and you swear he’s smirking, “Everything okay?”
You get your belt off and it’s very little relief, “I need to use the restroom, it’s incredibly urgent and I’m just going to go right here, okay? Good.” The words come out before you mean them to and you’re beet red but you’re so full you don’t even care, so you turn to the tree beside you and lift your shirt to undo your pants. You feel a powerful stream escape before you get your dick all the way out and you bite your lip as you feel it drip down your legs. Finally, you’re out and sighing in sweet, sweet relief as torrents of piss are pouring out of you.
Dirk watches from less than a foot away, eyeing you and the large bulge where your bladder is. The blond touches it and it catches you by surprise, but you don’t mind because you’re finally letting it all go. “Goddamn, Jake…” He breathes, in awe, “You must’ve really had to go.”
You just hum and you hear the pitter-patter of a second stream and it makes you smile gently. You’re curious so you look over and wow Dirk’s even bigger than you are and so thick too and his length looks even more delicious with piss coming out of it and you’re not sure why.
He smiles and it doesn’t take very long for his stream to die down. Yours is going strong though, despite your bulge having lessened quite a bit. You’re not even blushing or embarrassed at all, mostly you’re just relieved already. Dirk kisses your cheek gently which does make you blush and you feel yourself empty out. You give a few shakes, letting your shirt down and realizing he never put himself away, and Dirk’s looking at you and you’re blushing immensely but you feel so much better.
You feel Dirk move behind you, wrapping his arms around you and pressing his body to yours, “Feel good?”
“Amazing,” you confess.
His hands work their way up and down your hips; your tiny shorts pooled around the gun holsters strapped to your thighs. He nibbles your ear gently and your breath catches, “The tree will be happy, with all the water we gave it.” You hum softly and you can feel him smirk and press closer, “I almost want to ask why you didn’t have us stop earlier, but at the same time I’m very glad you didn’t.”
You blush, “I didn’t…I mean…well going in front of you didn’t seem like a very dashing first date move.”
“Jake I’ve seen you go before.”
“I mean don’t get me wrong I haven’t ever really actively looked for it. But a few times while I had Brobot on, with the camera and stuff, I’d catch you standing on your front fucking stairs hosing down your lawn. And a couple of times at the beach. You’re not…the most discreet dude, but there ain’t anyone else on the island so I really can’t say I blame you. If I lived there I’d go out of my way to piss in cool places.”
He holds your hips a little tighter and you can feel his boner against your lower back, “Yeah dude, you haven’t figured out that I’m really fucking into this?” He pauses to nibble on your ear as you continue to blush. “The first time I saw you doing it I had to literally drop everything and get my lube and vibrating fleshjack. Of course now I’ve earned myself a touch of self-control.”
This is all just too hot for you, you don’t even know how it happened but you’re achingly hard right now. “Dirk?” You whimper, taking his hand and bringing it to your cock, “Can we take care of this too?”
“Let’s go find a semi flat surface but if worse comes to worse I sure as hell don’t mind rolling around in the dirt.”