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Emergency Bottle

By Zrathie

A red fox named Kash wiggled in his seat. He was in the passenger seat of his friend's car. His racoon friend was named Alberto. Kash looked across to Alberto. Alberto had a black mask and the typical markings of a racoon. Kash thought that he was lucky to have such open-minded friends in his life. The fox was up to mischief as was standard for foxes. In the car's cup holders were the remains of two large sodas. Kash had downed both in quick succession.

Over the last hour, he was beginning to feel the effects of them. His lower torso felt taut from his full bladder. He was holding his crotch with one of his hand paws. His soft black paw pads dug into the fabric of his shorts. He was semi-hard in his tan shorts. His taped cock tip was pressing into his soft boxer briefs. This was getting good he was getting delightfully desperate.

He was wearing his favourite tan coloured shorts. He had forced himself to wet those shorts on more than one occasion. He loved those shorts they showed off his "accidents" so well. He enjoyed watching as the fabric darkened to a light brown as his bladder control gave out. Spending a wet patch showing everyone just how much of a piddle fox he was. He was a proud piddle fox who had a love for wettings for himself of watching others soak themselves.

He couldn't actually wet his shorts in Alberto's car. He settled for the fantasy of it instead. That fantasy was responsible for his semi-aroused state. He had convinced Alberto to play along with his bladder games. The racoon was straight, but he had a kinky side himself and didn't begrudge acting out a wetting scene with his fox friend.

The last scene they did together was outside on the back deck of Kash's place. Kash had a full bladder and was barely holding on. Alberto had teasingly poured out a glass of water from a pitcher into a glass. It was enough to make the fox flood his shorts right in front of the racoon. Alberto didn't fancy him sexually, but he did have a dominant streak that came out occasionally.

"I've got a can of soda in the centre console if you're still thirsty," siad Alberto.

What was this racoon playing at? He was teasing him? "Thanks," Kash replied.

Kash was trying to play cool, but his bladder was getting very urgent indeed. He retrieved the can and opened it. He pressed his legs tightly together as the sight and sound of the bubbly beverage caused a compelling wave of desperation to shoot up from his bladder.

"It looks like you need a pit stop, Kash. There's one coming up ahead, but you have to finish your soda before I take the exit," siad Alberto.

Kash liked this game. Alberto wasn't just tolerating him but playing along as well. Kash started to drink. The sweet surgery beverage sloshed towards the back of his throat. His bursting bladder was making him sip much slower than he would have liked. Kash had about a quarter of the can left when he saw the exit sign coming up down the highway. He skulled the last of the drink, but he was too late. They drove past the exit.

Kash whined and threw the empty can towards the backseat. It was back to plan A. He opened the glove box and took out an empty glass jar. It was the emergency bottle that Kash was going to use for this wetting. He unscrewed the lid with trembling paws and reached down for his fly. He undid the fly on his shorts and retrieved his cock from his underwear.

He aimed his half exposed cock into the mouth of the bottle. He let loose with a high pressure stream. The jet of hot fox piss cascaded down the side of the glass bottle. The sound of his stream was amplified by the glass container. Kash let out an almost orgasmic cry. It felt so good to finally let go. As he pissed his cock engorged becoming fully erect by the time he had finished. Kash was panting he replaced the lid and made sure it was tightly in place.

Kash returned the mostly full bottle to the glove box. His red rocket was on the launch pad waiting for permission to blast off. He squeezed it back inside his shorts and underwear. His crotch was bulging as his massive boner was quite obvious. Alberto looked across at Kash briefly before returning his eyes to the road.

"You can paw off if you'd like," said Alberto as casually if he was asking where they'd like to stop for lunch.

Kash's maw dropped open. What did the racoon just say?

"I know that you like to paw off after your bladder games. Just spunk into your undies, so you don't get it all over my car, okay?" said Alberto not taking his eyes off the road.

Kash shot Alberto a look. He didn't look like he was joking. Kash was hard as a rock. He always excused himself after a wetting scene for a good shower wank, but he didn't announce that to Alberto. This was new, was the racoon not as straight as he had thought?

Kash tested the waters by slowly unzipping his fly. Alberto didn't react. Kash reached inside and groped his erection. The racoon still didn't respond. Kash traced the contours of his vulpine cock, first the tapered cock head and divot and then down the shaft. He ran his paw pads over the fabric covering his knot and pressed and rubbed himself in small circles.

It didn't take long for Kash to get into a rhythm of rubbing and squeezing his tented underwear. He panted softly as pre leaked forming a wet patch at the tip of his hidden boner. Kash began to relax into his self-love session when he realised Alberto really didn't mind what he was doing. His pre-cum leaked through his underwear making it slide over his tapered vulpine sex with ease.

Kash sighed as he worked his bulging underwear faster. His erection was throbbing. He knew he wasn't going to last long under his paws of pleasure. He was no stranger to self-love and knew just where to place his paw tipped fingers. The inside of his boxer briefs were damp from all the excitement he had leaked. It added to the sensations. He increased his speed yet as his climax loomed closer.

It happened all of a sudden. A thick creamy rope of fox cum erupted into the crotch of his boxer briefs. Kash let of a cry as he blew his vulpine load into his lusciously soft underwear. It wasn't his usual wetting but not the first time he had creamed his underwear. He withdrew his hand paw and zipped closed his fly. The car smelled of pure vulpine lust. He was going to have to break into his luggage when they stopped at the motel to pick up Alfred and his boyfriend.

"Feel better?" asked Alberto.

"Yeah," breathed Kash.

Some more miles down the road in a small motel, another fox began to stir. He was a silver fox named Morgan. He had just woken up, and he was in the bathroom of his motel. Morgan felt like he had to pee, but when stood in front of the toilet he found that he was too nervous to produce. Alfred seemed to trust Kash and Alberto, but Morgan was still doubtful. He had experienced people in the past who were on board with the idea of homosexuality until it came to the boyfriend part. Morgan put his sheath back inside his pants and went over to the washbasin. He washed his hand paws and left the bathroom of his motel room.

Morgan looked across the motel room to the sleeping form in the double bed. The red panda was breathing softly. Morgan didn't want to wake Alfred they had a long drive ahead. It didn't take much longer for Kash and Alberto to arrive at the motel. Morgan was too shy to speak to Alberto and Kash had dashed off into the bathroom for a shower. Morgan had roused his boyfriend just before the pair arrived. By the time Kash had emerged from the shower it was getting close to check out time.

Morgan still needed to pee but not too severely. He wasn't too concerned about it. Alfred helped load up the car the red panda needed to pee too, but at this point, Alfred wanted to get going. Kash returned the freshly cleaned and dried glass bottle to the glove box. Kash nodded to Alfred as he did so. The red panda was fearful/excited he had no doubt that he and his lover were going to be playing some of Kash's bladder games on this trip.

Soon after they all loaded into the car. Kash was in the front passenger seat, Alberto was driving, and both Morgan and Alfred were in the backseat. They pulled out on the next leg of their trip. It didn't take long for the car to reach the highway. On the way, Kash was trying to chat with Morgan, but the shy fox wasn't very talkative.

About a half an hour later, Alfred could feel his bladder protest. He knew better than to ask them to pull over. Alfred had played that game with Kash before. With that fox in the car, he was going to contribute a way for him to use his emergency bottle. Alfred knew the fox's game. He had played it last time they went on a road trip together. He wasn't a watersports type, but he didn't begrudge the fox for his kinks.

It wasn't that he didn't enjoy playing along for the fox's game. He just didn't want to ruin the surprise for Morgan. His boyfriend could be so uptight sometimes he needed to know there were like minded people out there and he didn't have to hide his sexuality everywhere he went. Some kinky fun was just what the silver fox needed to help him relax and enjoy his vacation.

Alfred was still quite tired, so he leaned against the headrest and tried to sleep. The red panda drifted off as Morgan was feeling the urge to pee hit as well. It wasn't too bad he could hold it for another hour or so. Morgan looked across at countryside whizzing past. He was glad he was saving money going by road. Flights were expensive, and he would have more money to spend on the trip.

After some time they finally, stopped at a rest area. The silver fox had been cutting it close. Morgan looked over at Alfred. The red panda was asleep with his head resting against his window. He looked so peaceful there. The car pulled into a parking space and Kash, Alberto and Morgan piled out. Morgan decided not to wake his boyfriend and left the window on his side open a crack. It was cold enough not to be concerned about overheating.

Morgan had to find a toilet fast. There was a large grassy area immediately in front of the packing spaces. In the distance, there were some covered benchers, but Morgan couldn't spot any toilets. He would have to walk over to the trees and bushes even further away. Alberto took a seat at the picnic benches, and so did Kash.

"Where are you going?" asked Kash as Morgan walked past them.

"I'm just stretching my legs," said Morgan. He didn't want to admit his real reason he wanted some privacy.

Unbenosted to Morgan Kash knew precisely where the silver fox was going and why. He had been watching squirm for some time now. He had hoped he would have asked to pull over before this pit stop, but he had to be patient the next leg of the journey would be longer. There was plenty of time for bladder games. This silver fox wasn't going to get away without playing them.

It took some time for Morgan to reach the tree line. He didn't venture too far in. The silver fox stopped at a tree and unzipped his fly. He quickly fished his sheath out of his underwear and let loose. His mighty stream cascaded down the bark of the tree. Suddenly there was a new sound. It was the sound of someone running in his direction. Just as whoever it was was coming near Morgan clamped down. It took about three seconds to stop the flow. He quickly put his sheath back inside his pants and zipped closed his fly.

He stood away from the tree just in time. A female husky jogger ran past. He gave a weak wave as the jogger passed. He waited until she was out of sight. Just as he was about to return to the tree, he spotted Kash and Alberto waving at him. Alfred was walking over too. He debated just finishing his business before going back to the car. Morgan didn't want to hold everyone up, so he began walking towards the group. He had only emptied about a third of his bladder, but that was enough to take the edge off.

While this was going on Alfred had woken up. He looked outside. He could see that the car was stopped in a rest area somewhere. The red panda wondered how long he had been asleep for. He could tell by the changed angle of the shadows that it must have been for at least an hour of two. Alfred became more aware of a sensation that was centred somewhere in her lower half. It was his bladder he needed to pee now for sure.

He was alone in the back seat of the car. They must have left him there to get some sleep. He unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car. Morgan looked around the motorway was busy with cars coming and going. There was a grass area that spread for some way in both directions. Further away were tables and chairs where he could see the others except Morgan.

His bladder throbbed now that he was moving about he realised just how badly he had to go. There wasn't anywhere private to go relieve himself. Standing was making his holding prospects worse, so he got back into the car. He sat down in the back seat. It was then he noticed the large empty soda cups in the front cup holders. He had to make a decision find somewhere to pee outside of improvise with a soda cup.

A wave of the desperation shot up from his bladder. His mind was made up he had to go now. He leaned forward and reached for an empty soda container. He grabbed one and returned to the back seat. With trembling paws, he removed the plastic lid and straw. He opened his fly and retrieved his sheath from his underwear. He positioned his sheath other the lip of the soda cup just in time. An urgent spurt of piss shot out into the empty container.

Alfred let of a sigh of relief as a mighty fountain of hot piss flowed into the container. The loud noise of his urgent stream filled the space. His bladder shuddered as it released his pent up urine. It took about half a minute for Alfred to entirely relieve himself. He was glad he didn't make a mess in the car. The problem of the refilled drink container was dealt with by disposing of both of them in the trash as Alfred rejoined Kash and Alberto. As Morgan rejoined the group, they all returned to the car.

With Alfred getting full bladder relief but his poor fox boyfriend, Morgan allowed just the edge of his bladder urgency taken off. The four furs set off on the road again. It didn't take long for Morgan's bladder urges to return. He had chosen to hold his hand paws discretely to his groin to stem his need to pee. He was going to have to ask Alberto to pull over. Morgan gulped as he struck up the courage to ask.

"How much further is it? I-I really have to pee," asked Morgan. The heat of embarrassment flooded his cheeks.

"I was wondering when you would ask that. I'm afraid It'll be another hour," said Kash.

Morgan gulped there was no way he would last that long. He had to get them to pull over.

"How badly do you need to go?" asked Kash.

"P-pretty badly," stammed Morgan.

"I thought so. I've noticed you've been chewing your bottom lip and holding your crotch. You must be getting pretty desperate by now," said Kash.

Morgan twisted as another wave of desperation over took his body. He was mortified that Kash had noticed his need to use the restroom.

"Morgan you can't-fool me. I can tell you're shy about showing your need to pee. You could have just told me just how much you need to piddle." said Kash.

Morgan looked to the floor.

The fox opened the glove box and fished around for something.

"You can use the emergency bottle," said Kash. Kash produced an empty glass bottle and held it in his hand paw.

Morgan's eyes widened. "I can't pee in front of everyone!" said the fox.

"Why not? You stand next to a male at a urinal and pee why not here? You must be on the verge of flooding your pants. That would be much more embarrassing for you," asked Kash.

Morgan couldn't believe the question. It just wasn't done.

"C-can't we just pull over?" Morgan stammered.

"We could, but that won't help you overcome your silly shyness. It's up to you use your pants or this bottle. I'll leave this here until you decide," said Kash. The red fox placed the empty bottle into the cup holder he unscrewed the lid and placed it in the centre console tray.

"Come on Morgan you don't have to be shy. Just use the bottle," said Alfred.

Morgan pressed his legs tightly together and held out it was getting tortuorous now. He had to hold on. His taut filled bladder was sending waves or urgency up his spine. He pressed both hand paws to his crotch to help hold on. He looked at the bottle in the cupholder. He was going to have to use it weather he wanted to or not.

"C-can I have the bottle," squeaked Morgan.

"Only if you say 'I need to piddle' for me," said Kash.

Morgan's face grew as hot as an iron. There wasn't anything he could really do to protest. He just didn't have time.

"I-I n-need to piddle," Morgan stammered.

"That's right so much better to admit it hmm? Kash stated as he passed back the bottle to Morgan.

Morgan took it with a shaking hand paw. He opened his fly and fished out his sheath. Morgan pressed his sheath into the mouth of the glass bottle. The quivering tip of his tapered canine cock was just poking free. Only the very tip with his cock with his urethra was visible. There was a drop of fox piss noticeable at his urethra showing just how close he had been to flooding his pants.

He looked over at Alfred the red panda had a near hungry look on his muzzle. It was as if this was what he wanted to see all along. Morgan shifted his focus back to the glass bottle. Like a rocket, a powerful jet of piss left his urethra and slammed into the bottom of the bottle. The urine almost frothed from the energy of release. It was almost like a climax. Morgan paused the loud noise of his urine hitting the bottom of the bottle had made him hesitate.

"Is there a problem? We are waiting for you to use your bottle like a good fox should," said Kash

The silver fox looked up into the rearview mirror to catch a set of eyes of the racoon peering at him. It was as if they all wanted to watch him pee like they were excited by the prospect. The first jush of his pee was swirling around the bottom of the bottle. The warm fluid was beginning to radiate through the cold glass. Morgan's urethra spasmed again releasing more of his bladder's payload. The sound of liquid flowing into the small container filled the small space.

This stream was a little longer this time, but his bladder shyness won out forcing him to stop again. He could tell that his bladder had only just begun to empty itself. The pressure from everyone watching was causing him to clamp down. Another set of eyes were on him now Kash was looking back at him with his brown eyes.

"Doesn't that feel much better?" Kash asked.

"H-hey, stop looking." Morgan stammered. His voice came out as almost a whimper.

"We're not going to stop looking. Peeing is nothing to be ashamed of. You really need our help to overcome this silly shyness," said Kash.

Kash didn't stop looking, nor did Alfred or the set of eyes who belonging to Alberto glancing from the road, to the mirror and back again. They were all watching him. Morgan's bladder chose this moment to fully let loose. A thick massive stream of potent fox urine started to full the bottle. Morgan sighed as the pure relief overtook his form. He could feel the now warm bottle fill. The sound changed pitch as more piss filled to bottle higher and higher.

He stopped urinating as the bottle became two thirds full. It was so good to be free of the urgent feeling. A set of hand took the bottle gently from his. It was Alfred. He passed the bottle up to Kash. Kash screwed the lid back onto the emergency bottle and placed it in the front cup holder of all places.

Morgan shuddered, as he was watching the bottle be put away he hadn't noticed what he boyfriend was doing. Alfred had begun wiping the tip of his cock with a moist towelette he had retrieved from somewhere. Alfred wasn't discreet at all, and he was a little rough.

"What are you doing?" Morgan asked in a hushed tone.

Alfred didn't answer he just continued to rub the towelette in circles over his sensitive cock tip. Morgan became mortified as he felt himself become semi erect from the treatment. Still, his boyfriend wouldn't stop wiping his cock.

Finally, the red panda stopped. Morgan tried to put his cock back inside his pants, but now that it was semi-engorged it just wasn't cooperating. Alfred had only stopped to retrieve another most towelette. Morgan bit down on his bottom lip in order not to draw attention to himself.

"Look at this my foxy has a new issue," siad Alfred as he placed the used towelette in the trash bag.

To his horror, Morgan could feel the attention of the car's other occupants drawn onto him. His erect cock was out in the open for all to see.

"Do you guy's mind if I give my foxy a blow job? He's got a bit of a boner that he's all shy about," siad Alfred.

Morgan couldn't believe his ears and especially when Kash and Alberto both agreed as if they were just discussing when to stop for petrol.

There was a loud clack as Alfred unbuckled his seatbelt. The red panda leaned over and reached down and pulled Morgan's sheath and balls out from his fly unbuttoning the top button in the process. Morgan closed his hands into fists as this was going on. He opened his mouth to voice himself, but all that came out was a moan. Alfred's hot tongue had swirled around his semi-hard cock robbing him of all but the most basic of sounds.

The silver fox sucked in an urgent breath as Alfred's warm tongue slurped across the divot on the top of his canine cock. This was wrong he was getting a blow job in a car in front of people he just met. Alfred was really doing it. Every time Morgan trying to say no his words would fail him. Alfred's muzzle had just started to swallow him just as the car hit a bump in the road.

Morgan's hand paws offered meek resistance to the determined muzzle of his boyfriend. Alfred had a talented muzzle, and he even swatted away one of the fox's hands. Morgan bit down on his lower lip to stifle a cry. He but down so hard almost drew blood. Alfred's muzzle was filling the car with a slurping sound as he began to suck Morgan's red rocket.

"You can be as vocal as you like, sweety," Kash said. A smirk appearing across the red fox's muzzle.

Morgan gasped and moaned as his boyfriend's muzzle bobbed up and down his shaft. He knew all his weak spots and how to target them. Morgan was fully erect, save for his knot as the red panda continued to work his erection with his muzzle. The silver fox was letting in happen, but in the back of his mind, he still couldn't believe what was happening. The sensations were all too real.

It didn't take much longer for his knot to emerge. Morgan was making loud moans and gasps as he lover sucked his maleness. His heart was beating so quickly. Suddenly the silver fox felt the pressure in his balls shoot up his cock. He shot a rope of fox cream into Alfred's hungry muzzle. Soon the red panda was gulping more down as the blissful orgasm overtook Morgan.

Alfred had finished showing Morgan his oral skills and was licking his length clean. He loved his boyfriend. Alfred's friends must be much more open minded than he had thought. This was an eye-opening experience for sure. Morgan stroked his lover's head fur as he rested his head back on the headrest.