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Trapped in his tight briefs, he's a prisoner to his own need. Five hours of holding have left him with a bladder fit to explode. His cock, thick and long, tents his pants, straining against the wet fabric. He whimpers, rubbing his crotch, feeling the hot, aching pressure. A single drop escapes, trickling down his leg, a preview of the relief to come. But it's not enough. He needs release, needs to empty his bladder completely, and he'll do anything to achieve it.