Date: Mon, 14 Jan 2002 13:30:40 -0800 (PST)
From: Silent Killer
Subject: The First Games I Played

The First Games I Played
by Silent Killer


I don't know why, but when I was a kid I was always
fascinated with pee. After being toilet trained I
would still sometimes wet my pants just to feel the
sticky wetness clinging to my body, and when I got old
enough to wash my own clothes (around 10 or so) I'd
wet myself a lot more often.

One of my favorite things was to get into the bathtub
with a T-shirt and underwear on. I'd piss until my
underwear was soaked, then take my dick out and piss
on my chest and stomach until I was completely wet.

I could only get away with that if no one was home,
though, and that was rare. So instead I would do other
things, like pee on my fingers while using the toilet
normally, or pee all over my naked body in the tub
before I took a shower or bath.

Something else I could only do on rare occasions was
get completely naked while outdoors, lie flat on my
back in the dirt, and pee all over myself. Then I
would lay in the piss-mud and play with my little hard
dick.

My dick always got hard during and after these games.
Somehow I knew that my enjoyment of pee and my sex
drive were related -- I didn't have a complete grasp
of my sexuality, but even back then I had a sort of
primal understanding that these two functions of my
dick, urination and sex, were inextricably linked in
my mind.

When I was little, maybe eight or nine, I found that I
was able to pee on my face while lying on my back. The
first few times I accidentally got some pee in my
mouth and I thought it was yucky. But I developed a
taste for it, and then after that I'd always give
myself a little drink. Even while standing at a urinal
at school, I'd always let a little bit of urine
trickle over my fingertips, and then surreptitiously
suck the flavor off when I thought no one was
watching.

I have been lucky enough to meet someone who shares as
much enthusiasm for piss play as I do. We have been
together for nearly eight years now and we're both
very happy.

But this story is about my first time experiencing
piss play with another person -- my uncle Jerry.

The seeds were sown when I was about nine or ten years
old. My family went out to my grandparents' farm for a
week every summer, and that summer my uncle Jerry
decided I was old enough to hang out with him. He was
sixteen at the time. I thought he was tall, handsome
and amazing.

It started when we were walking in the woods at the
edge of the family farmland. He suddenly announced
that he had to take a piss and stopped in his tracks
to undo his pants. I turned and watched him. I was
thrilled to see his big (at least, I thought it was
big) dick and the hair at its root. Jerry tugged his
dick a few times and grinned at me.

When he started pissing, I felt my own little dick get
really hard. I'm sure my shorts were tenting outwards
because Jerry squinted at my bulge and grinned even
wider. His piss seemed to splash in the dirt forever.
I was mesmerized. Finally he finished and tugged at
his hardening dick a few more times.

"You like to pee?" Jerry said, still stroking himself.
I nodded.

He paused for a second and seemed to consider, then
dismiss something -- and he tucked his fully-hard dick
back into his pants.

"Well, who knows what'll happen tomorrow," he said,
shrugging and smiling. He tousled my hair and walked
past me. I stared after him, then recovered my breath
and followed.

The next day I woke up with a piss-hard thinking about
Jerry, but by breakfast I had forgotten about it.
Grandma asked Jerry what he was going to do that day
and Jerry smiled at me as he said he was going to take
me into the woods again. Suddenly I remembered what we
were going to do and I got hard again.

After breakfast Jerry did his yard chores and I
watched him from a window upstairs. When he headed
back to the house I came downstairs to greet him.

"Hey hey," he said, "ready to go for a walk?" I said
that I'd been ready all morning. He took a look at me
and told me that it was nice and hot outside so I
wouldn't need a shirt or shoes today.

I took off my shirt and shoes but put on a pair of
sandals instead. We headed down the path to the woods.
I noticed that he was wearing a scuffed, dirty pair of
overalls without a shirt or shoes. I asked him how he
could walk barefoot along the rough path and he said
that if you did it enough you got used to it.

"Is that why you wore sandals?" he asked. "Feet can't
handle it?"

I nodded.

"Walkin' barefoot is like a lot of things. You get
used it. You get a taste for it. You enjoy it. You
know what I mean?"

I didn't know how to respond to this so I said
nothing.

The minute we were out of sight from the house, Jerry
turned to me and asked if I had to go pee. I nodded
yes and he said "Great, me too."

Jerry undid the straps on his overalls and let the
whole thing fall to his feet. He was completely naked
underneath. I stared at his bobbing erection and its
glistening tip.

"Come on, aren't you going to pull your shorts down?"
he asked. I pulled them down to mid-thigh, but he
shook his head.

"All the way off, man. Like me. Sandals too."

I did as he said and stood next to him. The hot summer
sun felt great on my nude body and the cool grass was
wonderful on my bare feet. My little dickie was
beginning to rise up in salute to Jerry's body.

"Hard for me to pee with a boner, but I'll try," Jerry
said, grasping his hardness. "You ready?"

I nodded and held my own little hose.

Together we spread our legs a bit and sort of leaned
backward -- the stance of every male having a hard
time pissing. One hand on the dick and one hand on the
hip. Finally a hard squirt came out of Jerry's boner,
then a few more, until he managed a steady stream.

"Ahhhhh," he sighed, "that's great. I didn't piss this
morning, did you?"

I shook my head.

"Need a little help?" he asked before turning slightly
and directing his stream of urine onto my body.

I jumped backwards without thinking so that his piss
only hit my right side. It trickled down my hip and
leg. It felt so great.

I just stared at Jerry. He laughed, and I managed a
grin. He had stopped pissing and taken a step closer.

"You OK? I was just kidding, ya know."

"I know," I said. "But now I have to get you back!"

I moved a little closer to him and managed to squirt
his abdomen with my piss. Jerry looked down at himself
with half-closed eyes and an open mouth.

"Ahhh, that's nice," he sighed as my urine trickled
down around his crotch and thighs.

"Want me to do it again?" I said.

"Let's do it to each other."

So we stood face to face, completely naked, about a
foot apart. Jerry's cock was fully erect and hovering
around my face.  My little dick was still harder than
ever and down by Jerry's thighs.

I managed to pee first, shooting a hot stream upwards
into my uncle's balls. He groaned and let his head
fall back a bit, then he looked down at me and smiled
as he released a strong stream of piss onto my chest.
I looked down at the golden drops splashing against my
body, then looked back up at him and smiled.

The intoxicating scent of fresh piss was everywhere
and I could feel the dirt between my toes slowly
turning to piss-mud. The most memorable part was the
sound -- the hissing, splashing, insistent sound of
piss against my body.

Jerry and I were both breathing fast as our streams of
pee turned to trickles, then dribbles. We both laughed
as we shook the last golden drops away.

He moved a bit closer and used his hands to smear his
pee all over me. I reciprocated because I was eager to
feel his big hard dick. I ran my hands all over his
body from thighs to chest but I mainly focused on his
cock and balls.

"Ever jack off?" Jerry whispered.

I shook my head.

"Let me show you." He stepped back and started jerking
his own cock. I stared at it, totally fascinated,
while he pumped it with one hand and pulled at his
nuts with the other.

"Oh, I'm gettin' close," he panted. "You do it to me
now."

I grabbed his big boner with both hands and jacked it
like he showed me. He had to correct me a few times
and offer suggestions but I got the hang of it.

"Yeah, I'm gonna cum soon," he said. "Gonna cum!"

I felt his cock spasm in my palms and then the first
squirt of hot cum shot out. It landed on the side of
my neck. The next one splattered on my tummy and then
after that it all just oozed out down onto my hands.

I could feel his cum congealing in a small pool next
to my collarbone. "That was cool," I said while
watching him squeeze the last few drops out of his
cock head.

"Yeah ... let's wash up, OK?"

He led me deeper into the woods to the edge of a
stagnant pool. Using a stick, he cleared away the moss
and other junk from the pond's surface, then started
splashing water on himself to clean up. I did the
same.

We went back and dressed without saying much. As we
left the woods Jerry asked me if I wanted to come back
and do it again tomorrow. I nodded vigorously and
touched his arm with my hand. He grinned and hugged
me.

The next day we headed back out there, again dressed
in as little clothing as possible. Once we got naked
Jerry said that he wanted to do a little more. He said
he was going to do something to me and that I had to
do it to him afterwards.

I agreed and so he sat down on the ground in front of
me and asked me to pee on him.

As soon as I got my little boner to start peeing, he
moved up a bit so my piss would hit his face. He
closed his eyes and smiled, then opened his mouth and
let some of my pee go in there.

I was so surprised that I quit pissing. "Wow Jerry!"
was all I said.

"Keep going, I want to taste you," he replied. His
hands came up to cup my ass as I resumed my pissing.
This time he came all the way forward and engulfed my
little dick and balls in his mouth while I pissed. It
felt so great. I could see and feel my pee leaking out
of his mouth while his tongue swirled around my little
hairless scrotum.

He even swallowed a couple of times before I finished.
When I was done I thought he would move away but he
didn't -- he started moving his head back and forth on
my dick, giving me my first blowjob. It was amazing. I
held his head and closed my eyes, loving the feel of
the sun and wind on my bare skin along with the hot
wet suction on my dick.

My whole body started to tingle and my toes curled. I
cried out right as the feeling peaked and pulled away
from Jerry and his heavenly mouth. I looked down at my
tingly, prickly, red dick -- what had just happened to
me?

"Didja like it?" Jerry asked.

"Yeah, what was that?"

"You had a cum, like I did yesterday, 'cept yours was
dry. The cum will come out when you're older."

He stood up and brushed the dirt and grass off his ass
and legs.

"Now you gonna do me?" He waved his rock-hard dick in
my face.

I must have looked hesitant because he said "What,
didn't you ever taste your own pee before?"

"Yeah, I did ... but I mean, how does the white stuff
taste?"

Jerry laughed. "Oh man, I taste mine all the time ...
tastes good ... don't worry, you don't have to taste
it if you don't want to, OK?"

I nodded.

"All right, ready?"

He didn't wait for me to nod -- he squinted and
strained and suddenly started pissing. It shot up in
an arc that went over my shoulder. I stepped forward
and lowered my head so that the stream flowed into my
mouth.

The initial taste seemed unusually bitter so I jerked
my head backwards and let the stream splash on my neck
and chin while I considered the flavor. Not that bad
... I opened my mouth again and took another taste,
then another, and then finally I locked my lips around
his pissing cock, swallowing what I could and letting
the rest trickle out of the sides of my mouth.

The whole time Jerry was moaning "Aw yeah, yeah, drink
my piss," and stuff like that. His talk got me even
more excited.

Finally his flow ceased and I pulled my head back to
catch some air.

"Aren't you gonna suck it?" Jerry whispered, putting
one hand firmly behind my head.

"Yeah ..." I closed my eyes and took his big thing in
my mouth.

At first I started to go back and forth like he did to
me, but after a few minutes of that he told me to hold
my head still. Then he started fucking my face. It
wasn't as violent as it sounds -- he went pretty slow
and didn't shove himself in too deeply. He whispered
commands to me the whole time -- "suck harder, keep
your lips closed, use your tongue," stuff like that.

I was shaking with excitement. I loved having his cock
sliding in and out of my mouth, and groping his balls
with my other hand, and the rank odor of piss
everywhere.

"I'm gonna cum," he hissed at last, and I pulled my
head back fast. I wasn't sure I wanted to taste it.
But Jerry put his thumb on my chin while he jacked
himself off and said "come on, just taste it," and so
I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue.

His first spurt of warm cum landed in my hair, and the
second on my ear. After that it was just oozing
rapidly out of his cockhead so I stuck my tongue on it
to give it a taste. It wasn't bad. I tasted some more
and smiled up at my uncle.

Jerry smiled back down at me and pulled my face
forward. I took the head of his cock in my mouth and
drank the rest of his cum while he squeezed and
stroked his shaft. His knuckles kept bumping my nose
and lips while I sucked eagerly.

At last his glans grew too sensitive and he pulled it
out of my eager mouth. He tousled my hair and laughed
when I smiled up at him again. "Damn if you ain't a
natural," he said, reaching down to tug at my
still-erect dick. "Want to go in my mouth again?"

I nodded, so he knelt on the ground and serviced me
again. I managed to give him a few drops of fresh pee,
which he swallowed, and he brought me to another dry
orgasm.

We washed off in the same pond, dressed, and returned
to the house.

For the rest of my stay we went out to the woods to
fool around and play piss games. The day before I
left, we went out there twice, and I ate his cum and
drank his piss both times.

That's about it for the story of my first time ... the
next two years when we came back for the summer, I
continued to fool around with my uncle, but after that
he had moved out and was unavailable. So,
th-th-th-that's all, folks!