Late Again: Jeans-Drenching Desperation

His jeans, once crisp and clean, now cling to his legs like a second skin, dampened by the warm, urgent flow. The fabric, taut against his muscular thighs, reveals the outline of his straining cock, a stark contrast to the cool autumn breeze nipping at him. Each hurried step sends a jolt of desperation through him, his bladder screaming for release. He can't stop, can't slow down, not when he's already this late. His jeans, once a barrier, now a transparent window to his urgent predicament, darkening with each passing moment.

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