Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.gay.moderated Subject: Pete's Pee-06 (t/t mast WS) From: gaystories@bigfoot.com Date: Thu, 30 Dec 1999 14:30:43 CST Pete's Pee (6) This story concerns a teen boys increasing fascination with WS linked sex so if that's not your bag DON'T READ IT! Further chapters will follow detailing his increasing experimentation, if there is a demand for them. Please send any comments to gaystories@bigfoot.com Pete's Pee (6) Yes it's me again, at last!! Sorry for the l-o-n-g delay but every time I started to write some more stuff about my induction into the wonderful world of piss something would come up and I'd have to put it off. You might remember that last time I write I told you about this wild experience I'd had because of a pissing competition my mate Derek had organised. Well things went a bit quiet for a week or so after that, which was a good thing really as I'd needed time to recover from that amazing session!! I'd seen Derek, of course, and we'd had the odd, quick go in the school toilets, pissing and cumming in each others mouths, so I was kept sort of satisfied but I kept hoping he'd manage to organise something else. I'd mentioned it a few times but he'd just given me a quick kiss and told me to be patient. That was not easy, I can tell you, and I only managed it because every couple of days he'd give me a pair of his used jockeys which he'd pissed and cum into to take home and in return I'd return the pair he'd given me previously. So at least at night I could lie on my bed and wank away with them over my face so I could smell the recent aromas of Derek's boy cock, his spunk and his piss. It'd got to the stage where I couldn't enjoy a wank if I couldn't smell piss but hell, I didn't mind as I really got off on it. Anyway, about ten days later Derek was waiting when I came outta my last class and as we walked home he told me he had some good news. "You remember the pissing competition, of course. Well d'you remember three of the boys taking part got hard ons while they were pissing?" "Yes, of course", I replied, feeling my cock harden a little at the memory. "Well I've been talking to them quite a bit since, all very casual to start with, just talking about the competition and stuff but finally, after they'd got to know me better they all told me that they'd got hard because they were excited by the smell of piss and the thought of other boys pissing next to them." "Well we'd guessed that might be the case hadn't we?" I responded. "Yeah, I know. But listen, Pete. I'd talked to them separately to start with but once I knew how they each felt I started to talk to them together and in the end told them I got off on pissing as well." "Shit. That was fucking risky wasn't it". "Not really as by then I knew they were all curious. So curious, in fact, that they actually asked if I'd be interested in helping them get some more 'in depth' experience." "You mean that . . " "Exactly. I mentioned I knew someone else who liked piss and did they fancy a fivesome. Shit they jumped at the chance. The best bit is they're all very interested and also inexperienced like you used to be and it's great to initiate people. So are you up for it?" "Does a bear shit in the woods?" was my eager reply, although I must admit I felt a bit nervous, not about the pissing fun but because it meant three boys I hardly knew would know my 'secret'. Anyway Derek said he'd sort something out as soon as he could and as I reached my house I said goodbye and then, as he continued up the street, rushed to my bedroom, undid my trousers, grabbed the latest pair of his jockeys from their hiding place and flung myself on my bed. I pressed the cummy, pissy cotton to my face and with my spare hand shoved my trousers and jockeys down my legs as I felt my cock hardening. I clasped my hand around it and started wanking furiously as I sniffed the mixed scents on my friends underwear, my tongue licking the material, trying to taste the embedded, dried fluids. It didn't take long before my balls tightened, my cock started jerking and my warm boy cum started spurting over my stomach. I kept wanking and sniffing until every last drop was drained from my prick and the smell from Derek's stained jockeys covered my face before I collapsed, wondering what my piss loving friend would arrange. I didn't have long to wait as two days later Derek told me everything was fixed for the following day, after school. "I'll meet you outside your classroom, O.K., and don't forget to bring a change of clothing, like last time - just in case!" "No problem. Anything else", I asked him, the anticipation obvious in my voice. "Can't think of anything, although, you might want to drink as much water as you can between lunchtime and the end of school!!" With that he grinned and wandered off to his next class. You might imagine what I was like the next day - I couldn't concentrate in any of my classes and, as my friend had suggested, I started drinking water at every opportunity once the lunch break had started. This caused a few problems as the afternoon progressed as my bladder was starting to fill but I was determined not to have a piss however desperate the need got. Boy was I glad when the last lesson and ended and I was able to get up, rather carefully I should add!, grab my bag and leave the room. Derek was waiting and we walked through the corridors and out of the main building and then made out way to the changing rooms at the far end of the sports field which I remembered so well from the pissing competition!. The building was hidden from the main school by trees that ran alongside the sports field and it wasn't until we were almost there that the old building became visible. I saw there were three boys already waiting outside and I almost turned back but Derek gave me an encouraging pat and I continued walking beside him. As we approached the three boys turned round and I immediately recognised them from the pissing competition. They all looked a bit nervous and as they greeted us I could hear the apprehension in their voice. "This is Pete", I heard Derek telling them, and could see they were surprised that I was younger than they were. They were about the same age as Derek, nearly fifteen, were all wearing grey trousers, white shirts and blazers like we were and all had bags, like we did. I wondered if they'd been told to bring changes of clothing like I had. Anyway, we exchanged nods and then followed Derek into the building and once we were all in I noticed there was a new looking padlock and hasp on the inside of the door. I soon realised Derek had fixed it as he took a key from his pocket and securely locked us in. Then he stood up and after giving us all a grin went into the tiled shower room and we all followed. Once inside we all stood around awkwardly, except for Derek, of course, who casually chucked his bad in a corner and started removing blazer. I immediately did the same and after a brief hesitation the other three did likewise until we were all standing in our grey school trousers and white shirts. I was already looking curiously at the 'new boys', or more specifically at their crotches, wondering what delights lay beneath the zipped trousers. O.K. I knew I'd obviously seen their cocks before when they'd been in the pissing competition - but I hadn't been looking at their faces at the time - see!! The silence was broken by Derek who introduced the others to me as Clive, Mike and Ricky. You probably won't be interested in what they looked like but I'm going to tell you anyway. Clive was about 3 inches taller than me, around 5'8", stocky with black, slightly curly hair and a tanned complexion. Mike was of similar height with dark brown hair, straight hair and Ricky had light brown hair and a pale complexion and was also not much taller than me even though he was a year older. (I must admit they all looked gorgeous in their school gear and I was already wondering what tantalising smells were hidden in their underwear.) The introduction over, Derek came and stood beside us and started speaking. "Right, let's not piss about, if you'll excuse the expression!" This last comment made everyone relax a bit and I noticed that during the next sentences my friend was stroking the crotch of his trousers slowly and deliberately. I know, now, he did it to make everyone feel less tense and it worked because one by one me and the others started doing the same". "We're here because we're interested in piss, or more accurately piss and sex. Now me and Pete have already had some fun over the last two weeks and you three are here because you got excited during the pissing competition and want to have some fun with piss to see if you can really get off on it. I know it's new to you but everyone has to start somewhere and you wouldn't be here if you weren't pretty interested. No-one else will ever know about what happens here, unless you want them to, so don't worry and enjoy it." Now whether it was this little 'pep' talk, or the crotch rubbing, or both, I dunno, but the atmosphere had certainly improved by the time Derek had finished and the other three were looking almost eager!. The last thing Derek told us all to do was take off our white shirts, which we all did. Derek positioned me so I was facing the others about two feet away from them and gently suggested I needed to pee. Of course, after all, the water I'd drunk he was right so I clenched my ass, closed my eyes and concentrated hard on my very full bladder. Even knowing that not only Derek but three other boys were watching me wasn't a problem and almost at once liquid started to leave my bladder, travel up my cock and start dribbling through my piss slit into my jockeys. The dribble soon became a small stream and I could feel my warm piss starting to fill my underwear and soak through the thin cotton onto my grey trousers. Once my piss flow was going properly I opened my eyes and looked at the boys in front of me. They were all staring, fascinated, at the widening damp patch in my trouser crotch and I could see they all had hard ons. I heard Derek's voice telling them to put their hands out and touch me and slowly, one by one they put out a hand and tentatively rubbed my trousers, now warm and wet with my yellow boy piss. Derek started stroking my trouser covered ass at the same time and this together with the three hands stroking my crotch caused my already stiff dick to get even harder which meant I had to really try hard to keep pissing. Then I noticed the crotch of Clive's trousers was getting darker and realised the boy had started pissing himself. Now I knew if I wanted to get as much of possible from this experience I'd have to try to hold back something for later so with a lot of effort managed to halt my flow of piss. By now the front of my jockeys were soaked with my piss and my trousers were pretty damp too and this coupled with the smell of my urine was making me feel really good. I felt hands at my front and watched as Mike undid my trousers and pulled them down to the floor and I stepped out of them as he rubbed at my soaked jockeys. It wasn't long before Mike and Ricky noticed Clive had pissed himself and almost in unison I saw their own crotches getting damp. This was just too much and my self control went out the window. I had to get closer to these new sources of my favourite yellow liquid so I moved forward and knelt in front of them, rubbing my hands over their wet trousers and then sniffing my palm to get the aroma. Each time I rubbed and sniffed I got a different scent but I needed to investigate this further so I hurriedly undid Clive's trousers and pulled them down. He was wearing white jockeys, already wet with his piss and I could see a small yellow stream of his piss forcing its way through the cotton at the point where his hard prick was pressing against it. I wrapped my hands around his ass and pressed my face into his underwear, feeling the clammy cotton against my lips and as I wrapped my mouth around his cotton covered dick I could smell and taste his wonderful hot piss as it dribbled into my mouth from his piss slit. I could just hear Derek telling the boys to try to stop pissing for a moment but I kept sucking at his cock. getting as much of his piss from the cotton around it and at the same time one hand slipped inside his jockeys and started rubbing against his tight puckered asshole. I heard him grasp as I did this and his crotch pushed against my face harder. Without even realising it my free hand was fumbling at the catch of Mike's trousers and as the wet material slipped down his legs I rubbed my palm over his piss wet underwear and then, rather reluctantly, removed my other hand from Clive's ass and my mouth from his jockeys and transferred my attentions to the next boy. As I rubbed my face over his crotch I noticed how his piss had a stronger smell, more acrid, but still as wonderful and although he had managed to stop pissing his underwear was soaked enough for me to get satisfying amounts of his strong smelling urine as I sucked away at the material. As with Clive, I was also exploring his lovely boy ass, pressing against his ass muscle and feeling his squirm as I did so. I heard a zipping sound from my right and, slightly distracted by this, I gave a quick glance to see that poor Ricky couldn't wait and had undone his own trousers which were sliding down his legs as I watched. We I wanted to be fair so I moved away from Mike and started to explore my third pair of piss covered underwear, yellow briefs this time with a smaller but very hard protrusion in the centre of the large wet patch at the front. Yet another new aroma from another boy's fresh piss assaulted my nostrils and my mouth filled with a milder but tangy flavour. This was unbelievable I thought as my finger explored yet another boy asshole. All too soon I felt someone pulling me backwards until I reluctantly left Ricky's crotch and knelt on the floor in from of his. Once I'd done so Derek let go of my shoulders and told the other three to kneel close together and by me. They did as he said until the four of us were in a tight circle, facing each other, hard cocks pressing against piss soaked jockeys and briefs. Derek was standing alongside us and as we watched he dropped his trousers, followed by his jockeys so his erect cock sprang up and out. He caught hold of his shaft, pulled back his foreskin, tensed and started to urinate, aiming his hot, golden stream of boy piss directly at us, playing it over our faces, shirts and underwear. I heard gasps from the others and looked back at them as they were pissed on for the first time but, like me, they had their mouths open trying to drink as much of Derek's piss flow as they could. Still pissing he pushed into the centre of our small group and started turning around so we each in turn got the direct benefit of his hot, tangy piss. God I was so horny now so I quickly stood up, ripped down my jockeys, grabbed my cock and tensed by bladder until my piss started streaming from my piss slit. I moved my cock around so my yellow spray spattered each boy in turn and Derek moved to one side to give me better access, still making sure his own piss was allocated fairly. I was concentrating on their faces, directing my hot yellow liquid at the three mouths in turn and as three willing mouths drank eagerly all the piss I gave them I knew it wouldn't be long before I came. Now, Mike, Ricky and Clive had got to their feet, slipped off their underwear and were pissing wildly around the circle so we were each getting four different varieties of boy piss spattering our faces and bodies. I played my stream in turn over the other four boys cocks and balls, and saw the different sized, pissing cocks twitch as I did so. All I could smell was tangy, acrid, hot boy piss and all I could see was piss soaked boy bodies and hard pricks streaming hot, yellow piss over all of us. Almost in unison we let go of our cocks and pressed together, rubbing our bodies against each other, our still pissing dicks touching each other as we pressed harder. Lips were pressed against mine and a tongue eagerly forced itself into my mouth, lapping against the piss flavoured interior and I followed suit. The circle became frenzied, each off us licking and sucking each other as the last of our piss spattered from out piss slits. I pressed my cock against someone's piss slimy body and thrust furiously and could feel others doing the same and just as my piss flow suddenly changed to white globules as I started spurting cum wildly into the circle. The smell of spunk became stronger as, one by one, each of us sprayed out sticky, creamy boy juice that spattered over our piss covered bodies. Even after we'd all finished we kept rubbing against each other, enjoying the feel of slimy piss and spunk until we were totally exhausted. Finally we all stepped back a pace and stared at each other, sticky, piss covered and happy. Derek looked at me and grinned. "Well Pete, I guess they enjoyed it!!!" I looked at the three spent boys and, hell, I had to agree!!!