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The golden sunlight shimmered through the edges of the dark curtains as the boys entered Yoshiki's messy bedroom. "Hikaru" was quick to toss his backpack to the side and crash onto the bed, treating the space as his own. Yoshiki slowly shuttered the door behind him while holding a tired, blank expression. He was used to venturing off to "Hikaru's" house when they wanted to spend time together, but a long day had led them both to stumbling into this room together.
"It's so dark in here, you ain't gonna turn on any lights?" "Hikaru" complained as he lazily reached one hand behind himself and dragged on the curtain.
Yoshiki hissed, "Stop that! Too much light!" while squinting his eyes.
"Hikaru" chuckled warmly, sitting up to see Yoshiki's strained expression. He joked, "Heh, you're actin' like some kinda vampire!"
He huffed and stormed over to the blinds, pulling them closed with one swift motion. Yoshiki reached to the side of his bedside table to flick on a small lamp as he muttered, "I don't like it being too bright in here. I only need a little bit."
He suddenly felt a gentle hand along his waist. He felt a subtle blush warming his cheeks before he noticed "Hikaru's" finger clasping onto one belt loop. "Hikaru" teased, his sharp grin remaining playful, "What, are ya settin' the ambience?"
Yoshiki tried to hide his blush by looking away. He grabbed at the arm that was slowly pulling him closer, clamoring, "No, now quit grabbin' me!"
As "Hikaru" kept tugging at Yoshiki's side, he began to trip over himself. He collapsed onto the bed, their bodies grazing each other as he landed next to "Hikaru." "Hikaru" laughed some more before rolling on top of him, sitting on top of his legs to pin him down. Yoshiki squirmed underneath him and let out a raspy breath while covering his face with one hand. His eyes were wide with excitement.
"Sorry 'bout that, am I being to handsy?" "Hikaru" held his own hands up defensively as he spoke.
Yoshiki could feel his body shuttering, taking note of the warm pressure building in his lower abdomen. He shook his head before responding, "I-i-it's fine, I was just caught off-guard..."
"Hikaru" carefully pushed Yoshiki's hair out of his eyes, their faces mere inches apart. "Hikaru" decided, "I should let you tell me what to do. It's only fair."
Yoshiki smirked as he let his finger curl into the collar of his "friend's" shirt, pulling him closer. "Hikaru's" lips pressed against Yoshiki's for what felt like an eternity. Yoshiki let another hand roam down to clutch one of "Hikaru's" thighs. As their bodies instinctively drew closer, "Hikaru" felt a sudden hardness against his. He could feel his own blush growing as he froze.
The two were both embarrassed by the escalation. "Hikaru" was considering moving away from him so they could both calm down, but Yoshiki spoke up, "I-uh... have you ever, um, wanted to touch... down there?"
"Hikaru" wrapped his hands around Yoshiki's wrists, pinning them above his head, and started to shift his body forward. Each movement forced the protrusions of their pants together, the tension building. He cooed, "Like this?"
Yoshiki nodded, his breath hitching as he felt his cock twitch. The pressure building beneath him grew exponentially. He felt electricity coursing through his spine. His lip quivered and he winced sensitively. He almost believed he was on the verge of cumming, but he quickly identified a different feeling. Even if he liked this, there was a clear undercurrent of anxiety pulsing through his body. His shaking hands, aching lower half, and leaking tip all reminded him of a different need: he hadn't used a bathroom in hours. He was so desperate to please "Hikaru" that he had ended up in the most bladder-weakening position he could think of. If he had any hope of controlling himself, he'd have to find a way out.
"Stop, I need you to stop..." he whimpered desperately.
"Hikaru" paused, swiftly sitting upright and putting his hands to the side. His flushed face turned to concern as he questioned, "What's the matter? Did I do something wrong?"
"Ah-ng~" Yoshiki groaned as he brought his hands down and squeezed his crotch. With "Hikaru" planted on his legs, he had no choice but to writhe in pain.
"Did...did'ya cum?"
"No~ I-I-I'm wetting myself..." Yoshiki's eyes started to tear up as he felt his body giving up. His weak bladder began to spasm, forcing small, hot spurts of pee onto his skin. The slow drips pointed onto his bladder only made it harder to manage, and he had soon lost full control. The wetness soaked into the front of his pants and began to flood down his hips. He had no choice but to let loose, and he covered his face in shame as he felt a pool of urine soaking into his bedsheets. He whimpered softly, the warm relief mostly overshadowed by his own mortification.
With his body hovering over the growing mess, "Hikaru" was immediately fixated on Yoshiki's quiet weeping. "Hikaru" placed a hand along one of Yoshiki's red cheeks, wiping away a few tears with his thumb. He stammered, "I-I-I didn't know you had this problem. I wish you said something earlier."
Yoshiki looked away, his breath remaining heavy. After a few long seconds, he heaved, "I'm sorry! I'm disgusting!"
"Don't say that! It was a mistake, I can't be mad at you."
The warmth lingered along Yoshiki's drained body. "Hikaru" felt a light tinge of need when he thought of the wetness, but his eyes remained fixed onto red skin. He wanted to ease this suffering, and his mind was soon clouded by the thought of relieving himself to distract Yoshiki. "Hikaru" continued, "It's not weird to have urges. Y'know, I kinda have to pee too..."
"Are you-" Yoshiki blubbered, blinking forcefully as he looked up at "Hikaru," taking note of his growing smirk. "Y-you don't have to do that..."
"Hikaru" was determined to make him feel better. "Hikaru" let out a cool breath as he relaxed all of the muscles in his body. A small streak appeared along the front of his pants, the tip twitching and sputtering. Yoshiki was transfixed by the sight. He couldn't find any words. "Hikaru" closed his eyes and continued to let hot drips trickle down through the fabric, his stream soon becoming stronger and allowing his urine to spread down his legs. Yoshiki's body tensed as he started to feel the stream wetting his thighs, eventually mixing with his own mess. "Hikaru's" bladder was relieved rather quickly, and the fluid stemmed after a few seconds.
Yoshiki was completely befuddled. He couldn't bring himself to feel sad and embarrassed anymore. He let out a small chuckle and asked, "Why did you pee yourself? You didn't need to."
"I didn't want you to feel alone." "Hikaru" answered sincerely as he laid his chest-first onto Yoshiki.
Yoshiki's heart fluttered. He wrapped one hand around "Hikaru's" neck while letting the other play with his hair. He teased, "You're so dumb. I love you."
"Hikaru" pressed a few light kisses into Yoshiki's barely exposed collar bone. He looked up and whispered, "Love you too~"