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Scenerio #1 - At the Gym
Louis let his legs swing as they dangled off the stool. Liam was chopping carrots and Louis let his feet knock against the counter Liam was cutting on, in time with the chopping.
Louis yawned. “Liam, I should punch you.”
Liam glanced up, but continued to chop. “Careful Lou, I have a knife in my hand.”
Louis yawned again. “You know, when you asked me yesterday if I wanted to get up early and work, I thought you meant work on song writing, not work out. I never would have agreed to it if I knew you meant we were gonna exercise.”
Liam tossed the chopped carrots into the blender and followed it with some leaves of fresh kale. “C’mon Tomlinson, aren't you a professional football player? Athletes need to work out.”
Louis popped a left over carrot slice in his mouth. “I’m in a band that’s on a world tour. I think that’s all the exercise I need thank you.
Liam added some milk and ice to the vegetable smoothie in the blender. “No excuses. When I’m done making this veggie shake we’re going to hit the gym.”
Louis whined. “If I hit my head continuously on the table can I get out of doing this?”
Liam added some wheat grass and granola to the mix and closed the lid. “No. You promised to come with me. I hate working out alone all the time.”
Louis raised an eyebrow. “How many random things are you going to add into the blender? That crap is gonna taste terrible.”
Liam laughed. “It’s healthy.”
Louis frowned. “Well I’m not drinking that sh- .”
Liam switched on the blender to drown out Louis’ complaining.
The whirr of the blender was enough to silence Louis’ ranting, but the churning liquid in the blender started to disagree with Louis’ bladder.
Louis tapped his foot a little quicker against the counter.
When Liam was satisfied with the consistency of the vegetable shake, he turned the blender off and started to pour the mixture into two glasses. Louis’ uncharacteristic silence caused Liam to look up.
Louis was staring at the thick shakes being poured, while continuing to tap his foot against the counter. Liam’s new found interest in what he called ‘desperation’ for lack of a better word, made him acutely aware of what was preoccupying Louis.
Louis glanced up to meet Liam’s eyes and Louis smirked when he saw the blush spreading across Liam’s face.
Liam looked back at the liquid he was pouring and realized the shake was overflowing out of the glass. He quickly tilted the blender up and poured the remaining liquid in the other glass.
He cleared his throat and tried to keep his voice steady. “Um, you should go to the toilet before we head out to the gym.”
Louis’ eyes danced with mischief. “And what if I don’t?”
Liam towel dried the spilled shake from the table. He clenched his jaw as he imaged Louis clenching other things. He quickly spoke before his imagination took him to even more inappropriate places. “If you don’t go now, you might not get the chance. I don’t like to stop once I start a workout.”
Louis crossed his legs just to tease Liam a little further. “Don’t you want me to wait? Wouldn’t that make today a little more fun. You said you like working out because of the excitement.”
Liam picked up a glass and handed Louis the other one. “I don’t get that type of excitement from a day at the gym. Besides, I think I’m going to hit the loo before we leave too.”
Louis brought his glass to his mouth, but paused to speak before taking a sip. “I’ll hold it if you hold it.”
Liam squeezed the glass so hard in his hands it almost shattered. “W-what?”
Louis brought the glass to his lips and smirked as he took a sip. As the cold liquid travelled down his throat Louis winced. “Oh God. This tastes terrible.”
He set the glass on the counter and took a deep breath before he regained his coy demeanor again. “I shouldn’t add more liquid in, right Li?”
Liam eyed Louis’ crossed legs. His top leg began to bounce on top of the other.
Liam nodded as he gulped down the veggie shake as quickly as he could.
Louis hopped off the stool. “I’ll get the keys.”
The drive wasn’t too long, but Liam winced after every bump in the road. His bladder started to scold him for chugging that shake too fast.
Liam watched as Louis squeezed between his legs with one hand and squeezed the steering wheel with the other.
Louis laughed nervously. “It's gonna be really lame if we can’t even make it to the gym.”
Liam kept his hands at his sides, but couldn’t help but scrunch them into fists. His fists felt as strained and tight as his bladder did, but he tried to play it off. “I’m ok. I don’t have to go that badly.”
Louis moaned. “Lucky you. You’re probably used to this. I bet you hold it in all the time for kicks.”
Liam felt this bladder pounding from all the conversation centered around it. “I actually never have. I’ve never really thought about doing that.”
Louis laughed. “Well I’m happy to be the one to introduce you to doing new and crazy things.”
Louis slammed on the brakes, causing Liam’s seatbelt to press against his bladder in a wildly uncomfortable way. Liam couldn’t help but grab himself. “Geez, Louis. What was that for?”
Louis started to turn the wheel to pull into the gym parking lot. “I didn’t want to turn too late and pass our destination. And what were you saying about not having to go that badly?”
Liam quickly moved his hands away from his crotch. “I, um, I…”
Louis smirked. “Mm hmm. Liar says what?”
The two walked to the door of the gym, but Louis shoved his hands in his pockets and shifted his weight from foot to foot. “Ok, um… Li? This might have been a bad idea. I really, really have to go.”
Liam pushed the door open. “Something that Louis suggested turned out to be a bad idea? Wow this must be a first.”
Louis swatted Liam’s arm. “Shut up. Seriously though, I really don’t want to pee my pants today. Can we call Uncle? I’m sure this provided you with enough material to fantasize about tonight.”
Liam blushed. “Louis, we’re in public! And no, I don’t fantasize about my best friend at night.”
Louis crossed his legs and bounced on his toes. “I’m your best friend?”
Liam sighed. “Yeah you are. Now go to the toilet while I sign us in before you say something stupid and I change my mind.”
Louis raced away. “You don’t have to tell me twice.”
Liam walked up to the front desk. The woman behind the desk smiled. “Liam, it’s good to see you again.”
The desk between them hid his lower body from the woman. He used this to his advantage and crossed his legs. He took his membership card from his pocket and scanned it. “I’m here with a friend today.”
The woman nodded. “That’s wonderful. Here’s a guest card so that your friend can use the equipment.”
The woman extended her hand with the guest card and Liam took it with a shaky hand. The need to pee was beyond urgent and he knew his next stop needed to be a toilet. Louis was in the lobby Men’s room and it was the type of bathroom that had one toilet and a locked door, so Liam headed to the locker room restrooms.
He stepped into the gym and headed in that direction, but a very tall, very muscular man stopped him. The man frowned. “Liam, you’re late.”
Liam winced, recognizing the voice as his personal trainer Mike.
Mike was the kind of personal trainer that yelled commands and pushed Liam past his limits on a regular basis. Liam normally loved this kind of tough love, but right now he really just needed less obstacles between him and the toilet.
Liam bit his lip. “Sorry I’m late Mike. I really need to -.”
Mike shouted. “You need to get your butt in gear and start warming up. NOW!”
Liam was too frightened to argue and he did as he was told.
He walked over to the machine that would be the least punishing on his bladder. He sat down on the stationary bike and started to pedal. He wasn’t able to grab himself or cross his legs, but the constant movement of his legs was just as effective as bouncing them. He felt a little relieved with this development.
All of his energy was focused on not peeing, so he didn’t notice Louis walking towards him. It wasn’t until Louis called his name, that Liam looked up and gave a halfhearted smile.
Louis walked up to the bike. He saw how intense Liam was looking and put a hand on the handlebar of the bike. “Tell me you still don’t have to go.”
Liam bit his lip. “I’m ok. I just have a ten minute warm up and then I can go for a drink of water. I’ll take a wee during the water break.”
Louis smirked. “You sure you can hold it?”
Liam rolled his eyes as the urine rolled in his bladder. “You are no longer my best friend.”
Louis laughed. “Ok, I’m sorry. I won’t tease you anymore.”
Mike walked over to the two. “And what are you two ladies talking about?”
Louis stuttered. “I- I um, we- we’re just um...”
Mike crossed his arms across his chest. “Why don’t you make yourself useful and help Liam warm up. Today’s work out is going to be focused on the ab muscles, so why don’t you hold his legs while he does some sit ups.”
Louis’ face lit up like a Christmas tree. “Yes sir.”
Liam climbed off the bike and mumbled under his breath. “Kill me now and get it over with.”
Mike gave his orders as he walked away. “Give me fifty sit ups and then take some water.”
Liam gave himself a quick squeeze before he laid on his back with his knees bent. He put his hands between his legs and moaned.
Louis knelt down and held Liam’s feet. “I think the appropriate position is hands behind the head.”
Liam released one hand from his crotch to flip Louis off.
Louis pressed down on Liam’s feet and poked his head between Liam’s trembling legs to look at him. “If you let me be your best friend again, I’ll count each sit up as two.”
Liam shut his eyes. “Lou, I have to pee so badly.”
Louis tensed up, a little more serious. “You want me to tell Mike?”
Liam opened his eyes. “No. I don’t want to give up. I just have to hold on until after the sit ups.”
Louis nodded. “That’s the spirit.” He moved his head from between Liam’s knees and positioned himself to help Liam past the last hurdle separating him from total victory.
Liam folded his hands across his chest instead of behind his head so they would be closer to grab himself in case a massive wave of urgency crashed into him.
Louis kept his promise and started to count each sit up as two. When Liam’s legs started to twitch really badly Louis started to count each sit up as three. When Liam started to fan his knees together and apart and his whole body started to shake, Louis made up his own count. “Twenty five, thirty four, and fifty. Ok we’re done.”
Louis helped Liam stand and Liam put a hand between his legs and bounced in place.
Louis smiled. “Ok. Sit ups done. Potty time.”
Mike called out from across the room. “You done?”
Liam really didn’t want to stand in front of Mike doing an ‘I’ve gotta pee dance’, but letting go meant letting go.
Liam bit his lip and tried to sound as casual as possible. “I guess all those sit ups made me have to wee.” Liam never felt more like Harry Styles than right at that moment.
Mike laughed. “No problem. Take a break.”
Liam sprinted to the locker room with Louis following him. When Liam reached the privacy of the locker room (well private plus Louis), he moaned as he desperately tried to hang on.
Liam put one hand against one of the lockers to hold himself up and one hand against his groin to hold it all in. “Lou I- I can’t...”
Louis nodded. He knew Liam was about to lose it. He was only going to last about 10 seconds or a few steps, whichever came first. Louis was a pro at estimating this because of all the experience he had with Harry.
The urinals were too far away from where they were standing, but the showers were about three steps away. Liam had a good chance of making it to the showers.
Louis didn’t have enough time to tell Liam the plan, so he just dragged him to the nearest shower stall. Liam caught on and quickly pulled down his sweatpants, kicked off his shoes and started peeing instantly.
The sound of the long held back relief bounced off of the tiled walls and sounded as loud and forceful as the shower jet that was mounted to the wall. He pressed his hand against his lower stomach and the stream increased in intensity as it drained out of him.
He kept his hand right below his bellybutton and felt his round bladder shrink and his well-defined abs return. He wondered if the soreness he felt was from the sit ups or from holding in so much for so long.
Liam sighed. “I really had to wee.”
Louis smirked, safely away from splashing distance. “You don’t say.”
The crushing pressure in Liam’s bladder was gone, but the crushing weight of embarrassment was starting to hit him. He could hear his voice shaking as he spoke. “You’re going to tell the rest of the guys about what happened, right?”
Louis watched Liam’s stream continuing to flow. “Well technically you’re still going so it isn’t ‘something that happened’ if it’s still happening.”
Liam sighed. “I’m going to stop eventually. I’m not going to pee forever Lou. And when I do stop I guess I should prepare myself for some world class Doncaster teasing”
Louis shook his head. “No mate. I won’t tease you.” Louis’ eyes brightened. “I mean really. What kind of guy would do that to his best friend?”