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This story was written for Day #19 of Kinktober 2017! Today's theme is Omorashi/Desperation-play, and the story was written for Cassius. It contains M/M sexual acts involving consenting adults, and watersports related naughtiness. :3

The Roommate's Trial

Turbo grinned as the clink of bottles landing upon their table drew a strained whimper from Cassius. The red panda looked up from the current almost empty beer he was holding, slowly shredding off the label with his fingertips, staring bashfully into the larger, shaggy grey dog's eyes before looking away again as he spoke with a slight drunken looseness to his voice that only partially concealed his nerves.

"I... I d-don't know if I can drink another."

Sliding onto the long leather seat that surrounded the inner edge of the table, Turbo flung his left arm around the smaller male's shoulder as he hooked one of the new bottles over the table's edge, popping off the cap with ease and drawing it to his muzzle for a greedy swig.

"C'mon, don't give up on me yet. You can do it."

He set his bottle down only to pop the cap on the other one and slide it over in front of Cassius, grinning as the red panda looked up at him with another desperate whimper.

"You know I can get you a coke if you'd rather, right? This isn't about getting you so pissed you don't know what you're doing."

Blushing, Cassius nodded. He slid the old beer bottle aside and picked up the new one, gasping slightly at the feel of cool condensation on the bottle's exterior against his paw-pads.

"I know. And, it's not the beer. I mean, it's not the booze. I-it's..."

His voice trailed off into a bashful whine. Turbo clapped him across the shoulder warmly before withdrawing his arm, tipping his own bottle to his muzzle once more and placing his free fingers along the underside of Cassius' bottle at the same time, tilting it up towards the red panda's muzzle. They drank together, not just a sip but several deep, ample gulps. By the time they stopped Turbo was panting loudly, his tongue lolling out as he caught his breath. He turned to Cassius, the smaller male able to feel and smell the rich beer-breath pouring off the dog, making his cheeks flush as that heat only made it harder to focus, to concentrate on what was happening within his body in that very moment.

"I know, man. I'm right there with you. But, we're gonna get through it. We're in this together, right?"

He held out his hand, planting his elbow firmly on the table before them. Cassius shivered and squirmed where he sat, but he nodded and extended his own hand in turn. The dog's larger hand grabbed it and squeezed tightly, and again, before Cassius could even think to stop himself, he was drinking alongside Turbo. Gulping down the beer and trembling ever more urgently as the bottle within his hand grew emptier and emptier, and the aching fullness of his bladder grew more and more intense with each cool, refreshing drop.

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Smirking as Cassius stumbled into the elevator after him, Turbo waited for the red panda to turn and look at him as he stood by the buttons that would carry them to the fourth floor of the large dorm building in which their room was situated. He saw the horror on Cassius' face as the smaller male stood with his legs pressed tight together, leaning forward slightly and dancing, swaying from side to side with his obvious, frantic, unbearable need to let loose. He saw that horror grow as his thumb pressed the button for the first floor. Then the second. Then the third. Then, and only then the fourth. A strained, barking cry of absolute desperation and embarrassment crossed Cassius' face, and though the dog empathised for sure, he couldn't help but quake in excitement at how cute his roommate looked in that moment.

"Ahh... dammit. Why would you do that?!"

Cassius tried so hard to sound angry as he whimpered at Turbo under his breath, looking around nervously as the elevator car began to ascend even though they were utterly alone within it together. Of course, he was angry at the dog for further delaying their arrival back at their room, but mixed in with that were other feelings. Other feelings he didn't dare share with this man he'd only known for a few weeks, and thus far had gotten on with really well. His legs shook, but he had no choice other than to stand up straight and try to conceal his desperation as the elevator slid to a halt and the doors sprang open, the first floor corridor beyond utterly empty. It closed again, and even as they began to slowly sweep up towards the next floor the dog stepped away from the buttons and towards him, grinning toothily with his own hands flexing in and out of fists by his side. Cassius had seen him doing that for much of the last hour, and he knew all too well that it wasn't a threatening gesture or anything of the sort. It was simply Turbo's own way of dealing with what was aching inside both of them. The need for release, the need to alleviate themselves of the beers they had been chugging back all night long in this insane bonding ritual of the dog's own creation.

"Maybe it's because I want to hear you begging, dork."

Even as he spoke back to the red panda Turbo snorted with laughter, and even Cassius giggled through his blushing and renewed squirming. The smaller male lunged forward and shoved Turbo back a little, only to gasp and suddenly stand up very straight, very purposeful as though he had been distracted from some important duty and only now remembered what he was supposed to be doing... or rather, what he was meant to be keeping himself from doing.

"I... ahh... I'm n-not begging for anything. I've handled it just as long as you have. We both passed your dumb challenge."

Smirking, the dog raised an eyebrow as they passed by the second floor, again empty, and rose towards the third.

"You think so, huh? We're not home and dry yet, Cass."

They reached the fourth floor some thirty seconds later, and Cassius groaned in desperation as Turbo stepped in front of the elevator doors to very, very slowly exit into the corridor beyond. The red panda darted around him and made a break for their dorm room, but even after just a few steps he could hear Turbo's own feet hot on his heels. He made it to the dorm room door, sliding his key into the lock and twisting it sharply, but before he could push through and dash into the adjoining restroom, two strong arms wrapped around him from behind and lifted him from under the arms.

"N-nooo! Fuck.... aaaaah, fuck you Tyler!"

Cassius wailed half in laughter, half in frustration and despair as he was lifted so his feet were dangling just off the ground, toes barely brushing the wooden floor of the dorm as Turbo carried him over the threshold. Turbo smirked and growled into the red panda's ear.

"So close. Look, it's right there."

The taller male carried Cassius into their dorm room, kicking the door shut behind them and spinning them round so that they were both facing the bathroom door. He could feel the red panda's huge, thick tail swinging against his legs and thighs, even dragging itself over his crotch as he held the helpless, squirming figure of his roommate against him, knowing full well that if Cassius had been in more of his right mind, less tipsy and less crazed by his need to use the restroom it would have been a simple matter for him to squirm his way out of this hold. He made no effort to make it any harder for Cassius though. Indeed, the only thing he could feel starting to harden now was between his legs, and though the dog had done his best not to let Cassius see any of the more lustful looks he'd been shooting him over the course of the night, now he did absolutely nothing to conceal his growing tent as the red panda's tail continued to thrash and brush back and forth over its swelling presence.

"Please. Turbo, please... I... aahhhh... t-this, this isn't f-funny any more. I can't hold it. I... y-your squeezing me, and my... I can't wait."

Cassius' head was spinning with how desperate he was, how urgently, agonisingly he needed to let his bladder loose. Now he was begging. Now he didn't care about whether Turbo thought he was the coolest roommate ever or not. He sure as hell wouldn't be cool if he pissed all over the floor, and it didn't matter how much that excited the red panda himself. It didn't matter how much the idea of losing control, of letting go and wetting himself right there in Turbo's embrace sounded like the hottest thing that he had ever conceived. It didn't matter that all night he had been fighting a mixture of the need to use the restroom and the desire to hold back not only to prove to Turbo how badass he was, but also to see the big, buff dog squirming and desperate himself. None of that would matter if he actually lost control of his bladder in front of his roommate, because there was no way in hell that Turbo could possibly have found this game of his exciting in the same way that Cassius did.

"Well, dork... if you really can't wait..."

Turbo's voice rumbled deep and passionately in his left ear, and a shrill cry escaped the red panda as he felt one of the dog's hands roam down his body and drift over his crotch, almost seeming to squeeze it or cup it within his grasp for the briefest of instants. He was glad he was too desperate to be hard as he otherwise might have been in that moment, and an instant later Cassius was glad all over again when he felt his feet touching the floor and Turbo push him forward towards the bathroom door with a playful bumping grind of his hips against Cassius' ass.

He bolted for the bathroom, rushed inside, grabbed in a frenzy at his belt, and... Cassius froze as he heard the door click shut, his belt already undone and his ripped jeans' zipper half loose when he turned his head towards the door.

" Tyler!"

Again he cried out Turbo's real name instinctively in humiliation and desperation with equal abundance, seeing Turbo locking the bathroom door with them both inside.

"You wanna let go, right, Cassius?"

Turbo growled to him, and helplessly the smaller male nodded, his head a blur as his hands hovered in front of his half opened jeans. The dog stepped forward, closer to him. Closer still. Cassius started to take a step backwards, but realised that doing so would mean being further from the toilet. The toilet that was right there, begging to be used.

"If you wanna let go, do it. Don't let me stop you. I'm your roomie. Your friend. You can trust me with anything."

The burly dog loomed over Cassius, grinning down at him, breathing heavily as he reached out and pulled the red panda's weak, trembling paws away from his crotch. He let loose a deep murmur of approval and gratitude as he finished unzipping Cassius' jeans for him, unbuttoning the top and chuckling as the smaller man whimpered in relief and shame all at once.

"You can trust me."

He repeated as he pulled Cassius' jeans down around his knees, looking down into the blushing face of his roommate, seeing Cassius' eyes wide with humiliation, yet also with shock, with confusion and curiosity as he no doubt saw the now large tent in Turbo's own black trousers. Slowly yet firmly Turbo extended one palm and cupped the front of Cassius' boxer briefs, his fingers encircling the red panda's enclosed balls while the heel of his palm caressed the fuzzy lump of his sheath. Cassius looked up then, frantic, desperate, so embarrassed and so overwhelmed as he felt his buff, handsome dorm-mate groping him just as he'd spent the last few weeks imagining, listening night after night as Turbo grunted and growled in not at all subtle acts of masturbation in the pitch black, Cassius joining in silently, stealthily each and every time.

"Trust me."

Turbo growled one more time, and winked as his other hand rose up, slid beneath the fabric of the red panda's t-shirt, and pushed gently upon his flat stomach, applying direct pressure over Cassius' already desperately full and barely controlled bladder.

"And I'll trust you. Dork."

Helpless, utterly out of control as he felt the fraction of control he'd managed to retain over his bladder be knocked carelessly aside by Turbo's purposeful touch in just the right spot, Cassius rose up on the tips of his toes to wrap his arms around the dog's neck. He buried his face in the fluff that erupted from the collar of Turbo's shirt and whimpered loudly, shaking violently in humiliation and excitement, in embarrassment and undeniable arousal as he lost control. As he felt the muscles clenched tightly in his midsection let go at long last, and felt the most intense, satisfying, blissful relief wash over him as the hand wrapped around his boxer-briefs squeezed just a little tighter, and he felt the first burst of his own urine hit the inside of his underwear and begin to spread, rapidly soaking through and saturating the fabric before spilling out over the hand beyond, then over it, down his legs and onto his jeans before hitting the floor below.

Cassius felt Turbo's now free hand wrapping around him as he leaned into the larger male to keep himself upright, legs barely able to hold his weight with how intense the combination of the release after so many hours and the awareness that he was pissing himself in front of his roommate was to his reeling mind. He felt himself being pulled tighter against the dog, and he swore he heard Turbo grunting, growling happily as the paw holding his crotch continued to do so even as it was soaked by the red panda's urine. He was so full, and even as he emptied himself it felt almost like this flow would never cease. Like he was going to be forced to stand here for the rest of the night, the rest of the entire semester perhaps, the floor around him awash with his piss in a growing puddle around his feet and Turbo alone to share this incredible, seemingly endless feeling with him.

It did end, though. It took more than half a minute, his bladder truly was that full, but after that time had elapsed he felt the ache beginning to dissipate slightly. Cassius found himself able to gasp for air more successfully between his desperate whimpers, and he slowly felt strength returning to his body, only then realising that his thick tail was feeling rather damp along its underside, having been too preoccupied to keep its lush furred length off the floor as the puddle he himself was even now continuing to form grew bigger and bigger. Wiggling his toes Cassius blushed crimson all over again as he heard the splashing sound ring out through the bathroom, only for it to be followed by another series of splashes, and another growl from Turbo.

The dog was still pressed up against him, even now. Still holding him close with one hand around his back and the other pressed to his crotch, still rocking them back and forth. In fact, now that Cassius had a little more sense about him he finally realised that Turbo wasn't rocking them. It was the dog's own hips which were rocking, humping gently against his own hand and Cassius' crotch held within its grasp.

"A-ah... asshole..."

Cassius giggled softly as he pulled his head back from Turbo's neck, immediately making eye contact with the larger male and feeling his already red furred, red cheeked face burn ever brighter.

"You dork. You... you could have just asked if you wanted to fool around."

He tried to sound tough, to sound playful and teasing like Turbo did to him. All of that playfully faked bravado fell away when the dog licked his lips though, and when a lustful growl escaped his toothy maw.

"Yeah, but I didn't wanna ask. I wanted to know. And what better way to know whether a guy's gonna be the kind of buddy you can share anything with, than seeing if he'll watch you piss yourself and still want to hang out. That's the kind of roommate whose cock I'd suck any day of the week."

Still shaking as he felt Turbo's hand linger upon his crotch, a crotch which, now with his bladder finally drained was beginning to swell in a very different manner in his soaking wet underwear, the red panda glanced down at the dog's own tented trousers. Boldly, or at least as boldly as he could bear, Cassius reached out and grazed his fingers oh so delicately over the straining front of the other man's clothing. Turbo murmured in pleasure, but Cassius whimpered as he felt only the barest hint of moisture against his fingers, more likely pre-cum than urine.

"B-but... you didn't piss yourself. I did."

The grin that crossed Turbo's face in that moment lit up the entire room.

"Yeah. You did, didn't you."

Cassius' face burned scarlet, but he was smiling too even as he squirmed in embarrassment, feet shifting in the slowly cooling puddle of his urine. Turbo licked his lips again, then kept on talking.

"When I saw that you were enjoying my plan as much as me, I changed it. I started off planning to let you go piss first time you asked. Call you a pussy. Make a few chicken noises. That bullshit, just kidding around. But, I thought I saw something. A look on your face that I've seen on... well, my own. So I took a risk. I took a risk and... you tell me, Cass. Did it pay off?"

For a few moments, the red panda said nothing. Then he opened his mouth, smiling, still red cheeked as he tried to find the words to express what he was feeling in that instant. Then he looked down, and he saw the tent in Turbo's trousers twitch before his eyes. He closed his mouth again just as a lustful moan began to escape it, and with a little splash as he fell to his knees upon the tiled bathroom floor, he stretched out both hands and began to unfasten the dog's belt. He blushed, he shuddered and gasped as Turbo just stood there with his hands by his sides and let him work, until Turbo's own trousers were tugged down to around his ankles, the dog kicking them aside even as the smaller male's hands hooked their thumbs round the waist of his boxers and began to tug them south.

Turbo grunted as he felt the red panda's soft paws wrap around his cock as soon as it was free. He put a hand on Cassius's head, not quite stroking but not quite grabbing at his roommate's hair either. Just steadying himself, just reassuring the other man that this was very much wanted. He growled deeply, not sure whether he was about to feel the hands stroking, soft lips upon his tip, or something else entirely. And in that moment, as his own bladder begged for release like he had never felt it begging before, not sure if he wanted either of those outcomes when all that he really wanted was to empty his bladder. His eyes darted to the toilet, so close and yet a world away. No sooner had they done so though, a moan from Cassius drew his gaze right back to the red panda.

"Not there."

Cassius blushed as he shook his head, whimpering pleadingly. It was his turn to lick his lips now, his turn to feel proud, excited, almost in control as before the dog's gaze he reached down to his piss-soaked underwear and tugged the front down, exposing his own by now equally hard, eagerly straining cock.

"Here."

He turned his head up slightly, shuffling forward on his knees in his own puddle, jeans still wrapped around his lower legs, eyes wide, face upturned before the dog's thick shaft in a mixture of adorably naive excitement and pure, unabashed lust. His own hand began to slide back and forth along the length of his cock, shuddering happily once again as he began to masturbate in front of Turbo, unhidden and unashamed for the first time.

"Y-you wanna piss? Piss... r-right here."

He nuzzled against the very tip of the dog's cock, and kissed it playfully upon the end if its hot, hard shaft.

Turbo groaned loudly, closing his eyes and letting slip a high pitched, keening whine of pure lust when at long last he began to let go, to cease holding back the desperate flow begging to be set loose from inside him.

"Ah. Aaahhh... aaaahhhfuck, Cassius... y-you... you're still a little dork..."

He gasped as he began to let loose, opening his eyes just in time to see the first spray of his hot piss lash out from his cock even in its hardened state, and hit the blushing, giggling, masturbating red panda square in the face.

"But... ah, ahh god, yes... I think you're gonna be a... mmhh... a fucking amazing roommate."

By Jeeves

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