They were out and about.

Ciel and Sebastian, I mean.

"Sebastian, can we go back to the manor soon? I… Uh… Have some important buisness to do," Ciel told the devil, slightly blushing.

"But don't we need to go to a meeting?" Sebastian said.

"Oh yes…"

What Ciel meant to say was that he needed to pee. As we all know, the anime was based around 1880. Public toilets weren't introduced yet. So, that means Ciel would have to go back to the manor to pee.

"I can hold it…." Ciel thought. But really, he was doubting himself.

Later, at the meeting….

With his teeth clenched so tight not even air could pass through, his hand wrapped around his dick, Ciel was desperate to pee. I mean, desperate.

"So, what do you plan on researching next?" Said the guy he was interviewing.

"A-ah… Umm… I-I h-haven't de-decided yet…." Ciel sputtered.

Pink tinted his cheeks. Tears welled up in his eyes. His bladder was so full, his abdomen was bulging out, pushing against the waistline of his pants, putting even MORE pressure on his bladder.

"I-I can't do it…." He thought to himself. He was trembling and leaking.

"Meeting adjourned."

Ciel never felt so happy. But when he got up, a heavy 3 second long spurt of urine jetted out of him.

He whimpered.

"S-Sebastian…" He whispered.

Sebastian appeared.

"Yes, my lord?"

"I-I really need to urinate… I'm a-about to- nngh!" He got interrupted as another long spurt escaped him, making a half-dollar sized stain on the front of his shorts.

Sebastian looked at the front of Ciel's shorts with wide eyes.

Gently, he picked Ciel up, and transported them to an alleyway, right outside of the building where the meeting took hold.

"You're obviously not going to make it to the manor, so I say you should go here."

"I-I'm proper English-" Ciel started to say then another spurt came out.

With another whimper, he started to undo his button.

His knees were wobbling like crazy. His bladder felt like a huge boulder, possibly making him gain a pound.

After what felt like hours, Ciel's dick was out. He relaxed, but not even a drop came out. His bladder was bulging and bursting, and yet not even a drop came out.

Then it came out.

A loud hiss filled the air. The piss was coming out like a water from a firehose. It spattered against the brick wall. A puddle was growing larger by the second.

And Ciel? Oh man. He was moaning. This was the best thing he has ever felt. A blush the color of a sunset, maybe a deeper shade, painted his cheeks. His mouth was hanging open, attached to each of his lips was a string of drool.

Ciel's knees no longer wobbled. Sweat poured off of him. And the piss. Oh, the piss! It had been 2 minutes, and the loud hissing and strong stream still drained out of him.

Sebastian could see that the puddle was about 4 feet in diameter, his eyes wide. How on earth did a 12 year old child hold this much urine?!

"And how tea did you drink, young master?" He said with a smirk.

Ciel was so caught up in pissing, he couldn't hear him. He couldn't have moved or spoke even if he wanted.

After two more minutes, the last dribbles came out, and he was done.

He pulled his underwear and shorts back up, shivering when the cold piss-soaked areas came in contact with his genitals. Ciel quickly glanced to make sure no one saw.

"I kept guard. No one saw," Sebastian said, as if he read his mind.

"Better?"

"Yes."

They rode back home on the carriage. Ciel was still blushing. He felt tired. Holding it used up a lot of his energy. But he knew, because he held so much pee, his bladder was weak and he would have to pee again soon. That prevented him from falling asleep.

"Thanks for helping me out…." He quietly said.

"Your welcome, my lord."