Date: Wed, 8 Apr 2020 09:14:53 -0400
From: thepatternking@gmail.com
Subject: Floorpissing Part 2: Zach and Peter

"FLOORPISSING" Part 2: Zach and Peter
by BadBoyKal

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It was early in the morning, before school, and Zach had just woken up to
the damnable blare of his alarm clock. For a few precious seconds images
from his dreams lingered on in his head: it seems it was just a roiling
mass of piss, and cocks, and many other boys from school. It came with a
feeling, too: hot and heavy, rich and heady with big currents of arousal
and anxiety. Apparently his mind was still reeling from the unexpected
revelation Dean had given him the evening before.

As he got up and went through his routine, Zach's mind was pretty
clear--just a normal school day morning. He went to a public school--the
neighborhood school, Thomas A. Winterfell Junior High School. The bus ride
there was also uneventful.

When he got to homeroom, Zach saw his best friend, Peter. To his surprise,
Zach felt himself blush at the sight of Peter, knowing he had a scandalous
secret which he just felt sure Peter would not approve of. `I mean,
*really*: how many average seventh-grade boys would truly saying peeing
everywhere but the toilet was a thing they felt positively towards? What if
Peter judged him, or even got mad?

As the scrawny brunet right on the cusp of puberty made his way through his
classes, he kept finding himself thinking about floorpissing. In fact, it
seemed he could think of nothing else, and he was constantly wondering how
the people around him would react if they knew that just the previous night
he'd used the floor and walls of the bathroom as his own personal
toilet. He was pretty sure all the popular boys would think it was a pretty
awesome idea. Heck, he bet one or two of `em already had lost their
floorpiss virginity and prob'ly bragged all about it to the others. It
seemed like the kind of thing that the coolest kids would think was pretty
cool.

What about others, though? Would the nerds relish the huge turn-on of
breaking rules and being disrespectful? What about the more "average" kids?
Would they like it, or call it gross and judge the action for being
disrespectful? If the popular kids started floorpissing, would they join
in? Would they be envious? Would they laugh, or just stay quiet and look
the other way? There was no point in thinking of the girls' response, Zach
reflected. Already he knew they'd be all "Eeeew!" "Nasty!" "Pathetic!" No,
floorpissing required a cock, not just on the floorpisser, but on his
spectators, too.

The cool thing that actually kind of surprised Zach was that he, in any
event, was totally on board with pissing on the floor. All his thoughts
about it were sexy and larger than life--he hadn't felt any guilt for doing
it at all, neither when he'd done it nor at any time since.

He would have to tell Peter, of course.

Peter and Zach had both started puberty just around the same time. But so
far, they still hadn't actually talked about it. Sex was still a topic they
had yet to engage with. There really wasn't any way to know what Peter
would think, unless Zach's own reaction suggested that most any boy would
find this totally hot and alluring. One thing was sure: Zach hoped with all
his heart that Peter *would* find this sexually arousing, and they could go
do it together. Hell, they were best friends with respect to every other
topic and activity they shared. It's not too unlikely, Zach thought, or at
least hoped.

There was another thought also on Zach's mind that day, which was not
really pleasant or exciting. Zach couldn't help but notice that he really,
really liked seeing his big brother's dick out in front of him, even before
Dean started pissing. Did that mean he was gay? It wasn't something he was
excited to think about; in truth he really tried not to think about it. If
he was gay, prob'ly that would be awful. He didn't want to have to face a
life where there was some basic thing wrong with him--and that's not even
counting all the social ostracization. Yes, he liked seeing Dean's teenage
dick, but he hoped that was normal. Not gay.

At the end of the day Zach got on the bus and went to find Peter. He had
asked Peter to come over after school, so they both went on Zach's
bus. Sitting beside his best friend the pressure of his secret
grew. Finally he had to say *something* or he'd just keep torturing
himself. He told Peter that there was something he needed to talk to him
about once they got off the bus... then they went back to talking about the
normal variety of things, almost perfectly at ease with each other. They
talked about what they were gonna do at Zach's house, which mostly meant
video games. But deep inside Zach he was holding himself tense, anxiety
building inevitably as he knew it was almost time to share the secret.
Finally the bus lets them off. It's four blocks from Zach's house and five
from the park of last night. The two walk in silence for a half a block,
until Peter breaks the silence. "So... what was it you wanted to talk about
now?"

Zach said "You have to promise to listen and please please try to see what
I'm about to tell you from my point of view. Basically, my brother showed
me something last night, and it's definitely against the rules and to be
honest it's disrespectful, but I thought it was really cool and I... well,
I hope you maybe will too. Just, uh-- don't be mad at me if you don't think
so. Okay?"

"Of course, man. What did Dean show you?"

"Well, he took me to the park, to the bathrooms, and then he did something
called `floorpissing.' Basically he stood there and peed all over the
floor." Pause.

Peter paused a moment too. "Okay."

`Fuck, that doesn't sound good!' Zach thought. He rushed to get Peter to
say more. "Do you think that that might be something that it'd be cool to
do? Do you get how Dean says it's a lot of fun?"

"I don't really know why someone would do that. I guess it might be fun, I
mean it's really mischievous. Making a mess and acting like you own the
place might be something cool. Honestly, I'm not sure."

"Well, can I tell you something else, then? After Dean showed me, I went
ahead and did it too. And man, I gotta say... I fucking liked it a
lot. Dude, the rush is like nothing you've ever seen. Honestly, I was kind
of hoping you'd be into it too, and we could do it together."

"Hmm," Peter intoned. "Well if you say it's fun and exciting, then I'll go
ahead and try it with you. Maybe I got more rebel in me than I think I
do. But whether I like it or not, I need to say that I think it's okay that
you like it. I mean, it is pretty disrespectful, but if you say it's good
then there must be something to it, I guess."

Zach finally really relaxed. "I don't think you'll regret it, man. I can
hardly remember ever being as excited as when it was my turn to do it last
night. Thanks for trusting me on this and trying it. Speaking of
which... the park's only two blocks away. Why don't we go get that out of
the way? I can't wait to see what you think of it. It's fucking amazing.

"Do you have to piss at all now?" (Zach'd never really cussed around Peter
before, but in his opinion that naughty word only added to the excitement."

"A little bit," said Peter. "I think it's enough."

"Well I have been saving it since sixth period, hoping we'd be doing just
exactly what we're about to do... honestly I'm fixin' to bust."

The rest of the walk was full of anxious tension at what they knew they
were going to do. The two made straight for the bathroom block, and went
inside. To their relief there was no one in there already, and no one
playing on the jungle gym either. Zach was surprised to see that all the
piss from last night has dried without a trace. But honestly, he figured,
it was better that way, `cause they get to make all NEW messes with their
cocks.

Peter and Zach had seen each other naked plenty of times -- seen each other
pissing even. Neither boy was too homophobic; they didn't have a problem
with each other looking at the other's cock if it was out. They skipped all
preliminaries in that regard. They were both anxious about getting caught,
so they wanted to get it done as quickly as they can.

"Wanna take turns?" Zach asked.

"Nah, let's do it together. We're best friends, after all. If we're making
a mess let's make one big one." The middle stall was chosen as their
target; the two small preteens fit shoulder-to-shoulder across the closed
and locked stall door (Zach on the left, stall lock digging into his back,
Peter, his best mate, on the right), and decided that they wouldn't move up
toward the toilet at all... they'd just let `er rip!

Immediately the two boys went to reach for their penises and pull them
out. Zach had a small, wormlike flaccid dick, pale and pinkish in color;
Peter's soft dick was larger by perhaps 30%, was uncircumcised, and boasted
a darker shade of tan, matching his Italian complexion.

"Okay," muttered Zack. "Let's DO IT!"

Zach got the first splash in, but he was only a split-second ahead of his
friend. The boys drew meandering lines with their `piss-brushes,' creating
a patchwork effect on the concrete--but moments later the pattern was gone
as their puddling whizz spread. Zach took that occasion to redirect his
flow into Peter's and start a sword fight. Just as that began, though,
Peter's cock began to fill out! His piss stream diminished as his meat rose
to full mast, `til ultimately his erection cut off his stream altogether!
But Zach wasn't done; he stepped forward into their puddle to be able to
reach the wall behind the toilet, and the toilet seat as well. Zach was
feeling very proud of himself, and neatly expelled his last spurts before
shaking his flaccid dick wildly to free those last few drops inside. Now
done, he turned back to his friend, who hadn't moved since his pecker
chubbed up. He was not really sure what to do; he was embarrassed, but his
preteen boner was a pretty impressive display, and you can be sure that
Zach noticed it.

Zach broke the silence as both boys continued staring at Pete's boner. "So,
I guess you must've liked that, huh?

"Yeah, man. I think I'm a born floorpisser, just like you. That was a
million times better than I'd imagined.

"Well..." Zach began after a pause: "We better get outta here."

"Yeah. Right." And soon both dicks were stowed, and the boys made a safe
exit from the scene of the crime.