The Day He Really Had To Pee!

He was running down the hall, turning around the corner as his shoes made a high-pitched screech while sliding on the floor. The bell had just rung but no students had made their way into the hall yet a fact he was grateful for. It meant that there was no one to slow him down. He was running as fast as his legs could carry him, he wasn't fleeing a monster or girls that wanted to get his autograph, or saving the world, no he was on a mission. He had to pee, so bad he had to go now or he would explode and the hall of Beacon Hills would be covered by his remains.

He kept running faster and faster.

And when he finally reached the men's room, he was going so fast that if he hadn't made a sliding stop he would have gone too far. He tore open the door only to nearly slam into the door in the stall. Then he finally got in to the stall, nearly forgetting to lock it, before fumbling with his belt. When he couldn't undo the button on his pants he started to get a little annoyed. So he took a deep breath and tried to unbutton his pans a bit calmer and it worked. Going back to the rushed tempo he had before, he zipped down his fly. Pulling down his jeans and underwear enough to get his junk out, he simply just stood there and peed.

And peed.

And peed.

You get the idea of how full his bladder was.

It felt better than any orgasm he had had for long time, it was just like heaven.

When he finally finished and was ready to leave he had grabbed the door handle, it was locked so he unlocked it and tried again. Still no luck, taking another deep breath he tried again.

And again.

And again.

And again.

And again.

That was when he began to panic, small places weren't his cup of tea. With the panic roaming freely in his body, he began to slam on the door in desperation and pulling on the handle with all his might, it still wouldn't budge. He felt like sitting down and just crying. He laid his hand on the handle and his head on the door. It was like magic, it opened. He carefully stuck his head out to see if there had been any witnesses to his stupidity.

And to his rotten luck there had been a guy standing over in the corner all the time. Percy quickly jumped back in his stall to make sure no one had seen him take a peek.

Pacing for about 5 minutes in the little bathroom stall, he decided to just go out there and get it over with, but at the last second he changed his mind. Though it was already too late now, because when he opened the stall door and was about to walk out he tripped himself.

Blushing due to embarrassment, he got up and washed his hands real quick, drying his hands on his jeans while running out the men's room, hearing the laughter of the guy in the bathroom. This would forever haunt his dreams, as the day he really had to pee.