Date: Mon, 20 Aug 2012 12:24:26 -0400 (EDT)
From: Matt0272@aol.com
Subject: Discovering Wet Jeans

When I was in my early teens. I got curious what about pissing in my jeans
would feel like and decided to find out one afternoon when I was home
alone.  After drinking many glasses of water, I went into the bathroom and
tried to let go. And tried and tried. About to give up on the experiment, I
set on the toilet still wearing my jeans. That did the trick, first a short
squirt, just enough to spot my crotch, than I let loose and watched with
excitement as the spot spread over my crotch and I could fell my hot piss
flowing over my balls. I managed to stand up still pissing so my legs got
wet also and, when I finished, had a big hardon and knew I was going to do
that again. Until I went to college and met another pants pisser this was a
secret pleasure. I thought I was the only I who did such things and was
probably weird but I enjoyed it so much I wasn't going to stop.

Moving to Pittsburgh for college got me out of the small town I'd grown up
in and gave me a chance to explore my gayness.  Pants pissing, however,
remained a solitary pleasure.  I wasn't brave enough to bring it up with
the few guys I was having sex with.  Even as a freshman I roomed off
campus, having enrolled at the last minute and the dorms were full.  There
were only three of us rooming in the house which meant it wasn't too hard
to find times to use the shared bathroom for my secret pleasures.  Also as
I got to know Pittsburgh a bit, I would sometimes in the late evening go
out walking, I'd found some areas that weren't very busy and I could piss
my jeans without being seen or so at least I thought.

Bryan and Tim were my housemates.  Tim was a fellow freshman and a nice guy
who kept to himself mostly.  Bryan was a senior, vice president of his
fraternity and also a nice guy.  I knew him a bit better, in part because
his room was right across the hall from mine and he usually kept his door
open in the evening.  We discovered early on that we were both avid
Pittsburgh Pirate fans.  At that time the Pirates still played at Forbes
Field in the Oakland section, close enough that we could either walk or
take the streetcar.

One afternoon as I was coming home from a class, Bryan said "Hey Matt.
I've got the tickets for the game tomorrow evening and wondered if you'd
like to go with me."  Was surprised he was asking me rather than one of his
frat brothers but was excited at a chance to go to the game.  It was the
last home game of the regular season, the Pirates were playing good ball
that season and were in the running to get into the World Series.

We went to the game, the weather as still nicely warm, Forbes Field was
packed, and the Pirates won.

As we were walking out of the park after the game, Bryan asked me to wait
for him, he needed to take a piss.  He wasn't gone very long and, when he
caught to with me, said "The line is too long.  I'll wait for a better
place."  A streetcar heading in our direction was boarding when we got to
the avenue and we managed to get a place by the back exit doors.  By the
time of streetcar was loaded everyone was packed in like sardines, even the
two of us, my leg was pressing into Bryan's crotch.

As the streetcar was rumbling up Squirrel Hall, Bryan whispered "I've found
the better place." and started pissing, soaking his crotch and my leg.
"I'll save the rest for later.  Lets got off this thing."

We got off the stop before the usual one and started walking home.  I loved
that." I said "but you sure surprised me.  I never thought you were into
guys or into such kinky things."

"I'm definity not into guys unless it's one of those rare occasions when
you come across a piss bud.  Was walking home through the park one evening
last week when I saw you ahead of me.  Then you turned off the path into
some bushs.  Curious, I followed you for a little while then you stopped  well
hidden from the path. I watched, covertly, as you wet your jeans and jacked
off in them."

By then we were home in Bryan's room, the door locked.  Standing about
three feet from me, Bryan opened his fly and took his cock out while
keeping his jeans on and I did the same.  "Ready! Aim! PISS!" and his
stream of hot piss drenched my shirt and my jeans while my piss did the
same for him.  As his stream of piss slowed to a trickle he started jacking
his cock while my last big stream splashed onto it.  Then we both were
jacking and cumming.

"That was hot" Bryan said. "I haven't done it in years.  I take it you
liked it too.  You sure were cumming."

"It was great, the first time I've been pissed on."

"When I was in junior hi I had a bud who liked piss play.  He started  me
on it and we did it a lot for about a year.  Then he moved away and I
discovered girls.  Your the first guy I've pissed with since then."

"If you ever want to do it again I'm ready and willing."

"May take you up on that sometime but, as I said I'm not normally into
guys."


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