2025-02-13 16:40:41 ¶ ● ⬀ ⬈

sparks-out:

> sparks-out:

> > I think Jon should also have a Thing for wetting himself. (I know I posted about this before but I’m too lazy to find it. Also I want to think about Jon pissing himself). Maybe it never occurred to him before, but one day he’s been stuck in a meeting for almost an hour and he started needing to use the bathroom 20 minutes. And it’s fine, he can hold it. But Elias slips the thought into his mind, “what if he couldn’t? What if he peed himself in front of all these people?” And Jon latches onto it. Elias had meant it as an anxious little thing, a bit of shame and fear that he could snack off of while discussing departmental changes, and it is working. But Jon’s getting aroused from it, too. A little wet at the thought of humiliating himself in front of all these people. And maybe it spirals from there. What if Elias pulled him onto the table and showed them all his soaked pants? What if he pulled them down to expose his wet cunt, glistening with his own urine? What if everyone there degraded and shamed him? What if Elias forced him to touch himself while they did? What if, when Jon cams, he also peed himself a little more while everyone around him jeered at him over his lack of self control?

> > And he is able to hold his bladder throughout the meeting, but when he finally does get to the bathroom he’s going to discover that he’s soaking wet, cock hard and aching in his folds. And he’s going to spend the rest of the day squirming in embarrassment and desire, and he’s going to begin touching himself to the thought of peeing his trousers in front of everyone else and even though the mere thought is appallingly humiliating he’s going to cum to it so hard and so much that he can barely walk afterwards.

> Jon thinking about wetting himself while drugged. Imagining Elias slipped something into his coffee that made him all sleepy and helpless, lying back, squirming, too weak to do anything but moan “please, stop, no, dad” over and over again. So overwhelmed with pleasure, the haze of the drugs, that he barely even realizes he needs the bathroom until he’s peeing even as Elias continues to fuck into him. His helpless son, can’t even hold his bladder. Needs his father to take care of him, doesn’t he? Elias has been so irresponsible, letting Jon do whatever he wants without any supervision. Maybe he needs a caretaker, to be kept. Jon not even knowing what’s going on, but Elias is asking him a question (“you need me, don’t you? To take care of you. Can’t be trusted to do it yourself, can you?”) and he feels so good and he’s going to cum again and he’s nodding and whining and whimpering please please please and he doesn’t know why the fantasy is doing it for him but he’s cumming over his own hand with a wail and it feels so good.

> Or maybe he imagines Elias waiting it out a bit. Jon not sure hey he’s so tired, sagging at his desk, stumbling into document storage to have a lie down. Drifting, dozing, he’s so tired, and soon he becomes aware that he needs the bathroom but he can’t get up, trying to hold it but soon he’s peeing himself, soaking his trousers, the cot, the sheets, so ashamed but so tired and he can’t do anything. And then Elias comes in, cooing over how helpless he is, his utter lack of self-control. Taking advantage of him, using his soft, pliant body. Filling him while Jon tries and fails to muster up the strength to stop it. Maybe he imagines Elias holding his spent cock up to Jon’s mouth, forcing him to lick it clean, slowly hardening as Jon clumsily licks along his shaft until he can force his way inside Jon’s mouth and begin to fuck his throat.

> Just. Jon helpless and squirming and whining and needy and wetting himself while Elias rapes him <3