A german adventure

Carson and I had been friends for almost all of our school life. We met at kindergarten and had studied together until the end of high school. In the summer after our graduation, we decided to go on a Eurotrip. We wanted to spend some time together and gather some new memories, before spitting up to go to different colleges.

We started our trip in Germany, spending a few days exploring the Berlin scene. Then we rented a car end set out to the German autobahns. Carson was a better driver, so we had decided that he should sit behind the wheel. The beginning was a bit stressful, as the cars shot by us and we got lost, but soon enough Carson got the swing of it and drove just like the locals.

At noon we stopped at a small roadside cafe. The lady working there was quite old and basically didn't understand English. Still, we managed to communicate and order some food and 2 beers.

After finishing lunch, we got back on the road.

We had been driving for about an hour and a half when Carson said to me: "Uh, bro... I kind of need to take a piss..."

"There should be a gas station soon, right?"

"Well I've been holding it for quite some time, and there have been no gas stations... I really need to piss!"

The sides of the autobahn had walls and fences around them, so we couldn't just stop and go in the bushes.

"Well, what do you want me to do?" I asked, confused.

"We have a half-empty cola bottle in the back... I could go in there if you drank it out. But you've gotta do it quickly," he sounded quite eager.

"Uh, okay..." I quickly searched for the bottle and gulped it down. "Here you go!"

"Dude! I'm not letting go of the wheel. You have to take me to dick out yourself! Quick! I'm seriously about to piss myself!" he was sitting quite awkwardly trying to control his urge.

"Wh-what?" I was quite confused.

"Oh, come on, dude! Be a fucking friend!" he shouted.

"Okay, okay!" I reached over and started undoing his belt.

"There's a fly on my underwear, just zip it open and pull it out!"

Although we had been friends and I had seen him naked multiple times, touching his dick felt really weird to me.

I unzipped his shorts and reached inside do find the fly. I pushed my hand through it and found the "treasure".

"Ah! Why are your hands so fucking cold!" he shouted out.

I found it funny that in this crisis, he had time to think about that.

I pulled out his dick and put the bottle under it.

"Nah, man! You've got to hold it or else it's going to go everywhere."

His cock was pretty big, with a massive, dark red head. I had always been quite jealous of his cock.

I put my thumb and index finger above the head of his cock and slightly pushed down, so there would be minimal chance of piss going anywhere else. Right after a yellow stream of piss started filling the bottle!

"Thanks, man!" he sighed in relief.

As the piss loudly splashed and filled the bottle, I felt myself beginning to have an urge to piss as well.

"I'll just use the bottle after him," I thought to myself. But as the bottle got fuller and fuller and the stream of piss didn't show any signs of stopping, I started worrying.

"Bro, you saved my life!" Carson said as the stream dwindled.

"I might have saved yours, but now I have the same problem as well! And you didn't even save any space for me," I said looking at the nearly full bottle into which the last few drops of Carson's piss fell.

"First of all, I didn't know, and second, how did you expect me to stop that fucking stream?" he asked sarcastically.

"I don't know. You better think up another plan, cause it seems like you're quite good at it." I answered just as sarcastically, but deep inside, I was worried.

Carson had finished so I took the bottle and, keeping it as far away as I could, screwed the cap on.

"Uh... We don't have any more bottles, do we?" he inquired.

"Nope... We only had that one."

"Well then I can only offer the plastic bag, or you can just wait till the gas station?"

"And what will I do with a bag full of piss? It's not like I can close it like a bottle..." I was aggravated.

"If you got to piss, just fucking do it! You can hold the bag until we can get off the road and throw it out. Or you can just wait, as it doesn't seem that urgent."

It seemed like we were about to get into a massive argument over piss... I had no choice, so I reached back, shook all of the groceries out of the bag and put it by my legs.

I didn't have a fly on my underwear, so I undid my belt, unzipped my shorts and pulled them and my underwear down a little. Then I realised that I won't be able to piss in the bag if my shorts will be right in front of my cock and the bag won't have free space below it. So I pulled them lower.

"Woah! I thought you had to piss! I didn't ask for a striptease!" Carson laughed.

"You're so funny, Carson. Too bad I wasn't laughing when you were about to piss your pants..." I replied playfully.

I got my shorts and undies to my knees. Then scooted a bit forward, so my cock was hanging over the edge of the seat. I spread my knees apart and put the plastic bag between them, just in time for me to start pissing into it. As I was holding the bag with both of my hands, I couldn't control the direction of my piss. Thankfully though the bag was big enough to catch any splashes.

It felt awkward having people around in other cars. Although I knew they wouldn't be able to see what I was doing, it still felt somewhat wrong. Soon enough, I had finished, as well. I tied up the bag but still held it in my hands, as I was afraid that it could it tip over and leak through the knot.

I tried to get dressed using my free hand, but the situation was too tricky, so I just let it all hang out for the rest of the ride.

When we pulled up to a gas station, I gave my piss bag to Cameron and got dressed. Being nude in a parked car was even more embarrassing, cause there were people all around us, so I quickly pulled up my undies and shorts, and we got out to take our piss to the dumpster. Only when I stepped out of the car, I realised how weird I look - standing there with a cola bottle filled with a bright yellow liquid that unmistakably was piss.

Although the first experience was weird and awkward, we actually decided to use it further in our trip. We bought a bunch of bottles, preferably those with a larger cap, so Cameron's thick cock can fit in them and used them throughout the trip. It saved us time on toilet stops, and it was kind of fun as well. During the trip, I probably touched Camerons cock more than I did my own, as he likes to drink a lot and I guess has a smaller blader, as well.