Date: Tue, 22 Dec 2015 03:05:15 +0100
From: Nick Mann <nick.mann.mail@gmail.com>
Subject: Nasty Nick Part 1

Disclaimer: All characters in this particular story are fictional. It does
include some raunchy, nasty intercourse which involves urination so if you
are easily offended by this, then please don't read. Also, if you are a
minor – under the age of 18 – please don't read this story and leave
this page. Other than that, I hope you enjoy my first submission.



I really don't know when I got the fascination of public masturbation or
really raunchy sex. I think I was 13 or 14 at the time – it was a hot
summer Sunday in a little town where everybody who didn't want to get a
heat stroke stayed inside. But I had way too much time on my hands, so, as
usual, I went for a walk around the town. I explored every corner of the
town and on that fateful Sunday I found a nice little hidden spot in a park
nearby my home.

I'd masturbate regularly there when I had the time. Just the thought of
being naked somewhere when you shouldn't be got me aroused. But little did
I know that my little public masturbation turned into a full blown nasty
obsession.

Cut to me, Nick, at the age of 22 – 6ft 2inches tall and weighing at
about 185 lbs. Brown hair, brown eyes. Let's say I have a "defined" body,
not too muscular and not quite skinny. Trimmed fur was covering most of my
chest and face, since I swore that I'm going to be an awesome bear by the
age of 30. Remember that full blown nasty obsession I was talking about?
Turns out that in those 9 years, I realised I was a total sex pig. The
dirtier, the better. Spit? Yes. Piss? Yes. Incest and bestiality stories,
thanks to Nifty, turned me on more the ever before. And now was the time to
put my obsession to the test.

It was a normal, hot Sunday afternoon, just like any other Sunday in my
small hometown and thankfully it had rained the day before. Summer
thunderstorms always make the heat a little more bearable in August. And
since I had the long awaited summer vacation and a couple of weeks free
from college, I thought I could take it easy and take a stroll around the
town – you know, just to see if anything new was happening in the town
in those weeks I was gone, studying in the big city. I put on my grey
T-shirt, some black shorts and away I go.

I lit my cigarette with a pleasure only describable as relaxing. There's
nothing better than Lucky Strikes. Not much has changed in my town in the
past few weeks. A couple of houses that needed renovating actually got what
they deserved, maybe a few more trees have been planted in the park but
other than that, it's the same town that I used to know. But that got me an
idea. Since I was living with my dad in the middle of the town in an
apartment building, there's not much space to park your car anywhere. But a
couple of years ago my dad bought a parking space in an underground park
house just under a big post office only a couple of meter away from our
apartment. My cock twitched at the potential excitement of public nudity
and the dirtiness of a dusty old park house It's perfect! So I went back
home to make a plan.

I made myself some dinner and put on a Youtube show. Not the smartest way
to eat dinner but hey – it's entertainment. I was alone for the whole
two weeks. Mom died when I was 17 and dad work as an electrician/physical
worker abroad. So the town is mine. After a cold shower to cool down from
either the hot weather or the excitement I had and after a skype call from
a good friend I looked at the time. 2 AM. Nice. I went to dad's bedroom to
get the key card to open the park house. After I packed my bag with a
towel, a flashlight, a bottle of water and a pack of cigarettes, I made my
way to my destination. I slid the key card through a magnetic lock and
after a quick buzz the door opens.

The humid, cool air hit me hard and the single story park house lit up with
fluorescent lights. I waited for a couple of minutes for the lights to turn
off. I was getting horny – and don't get me wrong, I wasn't necessarily
looking for sex, just the fact of publicly masturbating in a nasty, humid
place like this got me pumped up. Now, I wouldn't mind finding someone down
here as horny as me, just waiting to fuck my brains out, but in a small
town like this, there's a little to no chance of getting my wish come
true. I turned my flashlight on. It's a LED one, so it actually illuminates
a big part of the park house, which is now enclosed in total darkness. The
humming of the ventilation systems was the only constant noise following my
every move with an occasional sound of water drops, probably from the said
ventilation. I followed the sound of the water drops to a semi large puddle
of water. Now I'm hard. Like really hard. I took my shirt off, feeling my
nipples. Hard. I unbuttoned my shorts. They fall on the floor with
ease. Underwear? Not present. My balls hang low and my 7" uncut dick stand
high and mighty. God, I love my dick. I'd suck it every day if I could. And
now the fun begins.

I sit down in the pool of dirty water, my ass fur sucking the water up. My
hole is wet and aching. I don't need lube. My mouth is watering. Spit is
enough. One spit on my dick. Nice and slippery. Another spit in my hand. I
move on my back, shocked by the cool sensation of the water under me and
get the big load of spit on my hole. A water drop falls on my belly. Fuck,
I'm nasty and I love it. I insert a finger up my hole. Thank god I learned
the true meaning of my asshole. Another finger up my ass. I moan, but just
a little. I know no one will come here and I kinda don't care, but the
whole park house echoes just enough to keep me mostly silent. With my other
hand, I scoop some dirty water on my body. Yeah, it feels amazing. I stroke
my cock fast. A third finger up my ass. I'm in nasty heaven. Did I hear
footsteps? Nah, probably just the vents. I get my fingers out of my ass. I
taste them. Delicious ass musk. I can't get enough. I turn on my belly,
feeling the water drip from my back through my hairy crack on my
asshole. The cool water on my balls feel amazing and in no time I shoot a
rope. And another one and a smaller one. I came, but I didn't finish.

Did I see a shadow move? I shine my flashlight which was on the dry floor
to a corner. No one's there. Nevermind. I move on my back again, thinking
hard. And then it happened – a steady stream of piss covered my face. I
tried catching most of it in my mouth. Gulp after gulp I swallowed the
golden stream until it got smaller and smaller and finally ending on my
stomach. I moved my head to my pits, sucking and savouring the taste of my
hot, gold piss.

"Whoa" I sighed at the amazing session I just had.

"Whoa is right" I heard someone from the shadows of the corner, not far
from me.

I sat up, with all the dirt water and piss flowing through my chest hair
and mixing with the water and piss from the puddle bellow. A man emerged
from the shadows. I know him. He's the maintenance man of the park house. I
never spoke to him before, but a couple of times that my dad and I wanted
to leave the park house, the doors wouldn't work properly and he's the guy
to call. There's not much to say about him. He is clearly in his late
40s. He's tall, skinny-ish and his overalls are clearly a size too big for
his stature. Under that he wore a white T-shirt and based on the silhouette
I could see that he was muscular. His brown hair, a bit on a shorter side
were clearly combed to the side and I could see a couple of greying hairs
on the side by his ears.

"How long were you watching me?" I asked somewhat inviting.

"Since the beginning." He said. His flashlight moved and I could clearly
see a wet spot on his dark blue overalls. I got hard again.

"You're so goddamn nasty" he whispered just loud enough for me to hear. I
got harder. He got harder, too.

I scoop some piss water from the floor and starter rubbing my dick again.

"Yeah, I am" I kinda whisper back. "Wanna be nasty with me?" I asked with
lust in my voice.

His mouth formed in a lusty, naughty smile.

"Fuck yeah, I do" he said.

He turned around and opened the door of his car. He turned on his headlight
to shine on a nearby wall, illuminating the nasty scene, which is about to
get nastier. He turned back and started to unclip his overalls.

"Hey, I'm John by the way" he said stripping from his overalls.

Under those, he had dark grey boxers, which couldn't contain his giant 8"
throbbing cock, which already poked out of his left leghole.

"I'm Nick" I said, slowly moving back, making space for John in the puddle
of dirt and piss.

He freed himself from his T-shirt and threw it on a pile in the corner. All
he had on were his boxers and boots.

"You filthy kid are gonna have fun tonight" John said out loud, with echoes
humming through the giant garage.

He stepped in the puddle and crouched. The tip of his uncut cock touched
the surface of the piss pool and he let out a manly moan. He then tipped
over on his knees and I could smell his musk. He's been working all day and
the smell of sweat and grease fills my lungs. John grabs my neck and pulls
me towards him face, sticking his tongue in mouth. We kissed hard, swapping
saliva and the taste of my piss from mouth to mouth.

"Mmm, you taste good" he said loudly again, making me a bit uneasy.

"Shhh, what if someone can hear us?" I asked in slight paranoia, really not
wanting to get caught and explaining two men in a filthy piss pool.

"Relax" he said calmly. "No one is gonna come here, it's 3AM on Monday
morning, people are sleeping and getting ready for work and WE CAN BE LOUD
AS WE WANT TO BE" he yelled in the end.

If I could get any harder, I would. I slipped my head bellow his, licking
his salty body, tasting sweat his fuzzy chest saved throughout the day. As
John was kneeling we lowered his body so he practically sat in the
puddle. Looking down, I could see his big balls resting in the pool, just
waiting to get sucked. I got down on my stomach and John readjusted his
legs – now, we was sitting in the puddle, his legs reaching left and
right beside me as I watched this sexy man realizing what he was doing.

"I missed getting this filthy" he whispered.

"Thankfully you found me" I whispered back, still looking at his cock and
balls in the piss. His pubic hair was dark and wild and as he wiggled in
the water the made sure to make most of his privates nice and wet.

"Open your mouth" he said not strictly, but manly, with a friendly tone,
like he genuinely missed being a fucking pig. I gladly open my mouth wide
as he spits in it. It tastes like heaven.

"Come on, suck it" he taunted.

I lick my lips with his spit and gulp his cock.

"OOOOOAAHHH" je moan very loudly.

Something about the echoes made the park house hornier, hotter and
nastier. John moaned every time I tried to throat his massive cock. His
hands ran through the puddle, scooping the bit of my load from earlier,
which floated near his right leg, lifted his scoop up to his body and let
it run from his chest down to his crotch. He rubbed the liquid as he wanted
to preserve this scent.

"Mmmmmm, that's nice" he said loudly. "Your tongue would feed great on my
ass, Nick." John signalled.

I stopped sucking the cock of my fellow pig and grabbed his legs. I tipped
him on his back, exposing his asshole me. I bet it is usually hidden
between his dry fur which runs from his crack, but now I saw his wet hole
clearly. Without hesitation I spit on his hole mixing dirt, piss and my own
saliva. I put my tongue at the edge of his hole and with one sweep I saved
the mixing liquids in my mouth. John got up and we share a nasty
kiss. Fuck, my mother would have killed me if she saw how disgusting we
were.

"No need to play it sweet." John said with a smirk. "Be rough, I like it
rough."

John laid down again and now I attacked his hole with my finger. John
moaned louder and louder, letting out growls of pleasure.

"YEAH, FUCK YEA! FINGER MY HOLE!! PUT YOUR TONGUE IN MY HOLE!"

My mouth was watering and drool was running from my mouth to his hole. I
put my tongue next to my finger, savouring the funky smells and taste of
his ass. John grabbed my hand and put my finger out of his ass. He put it
in his mouth and sucked it dry.

"I love the taste of my ass." He smirked. "I wanna taste yours"

Suddenly, John pushed me back, so I fell on my ass in the puddle. He
grabbed my legs and pulled them up.

"WOW, THAT'S ONE NICE ASSHOLE YOU GOT THERE KID!" He yelled with
determination in his eyes.

He put his mouth on my hole giving me the best rimjob of my life.

"OOOOOOAHHHH YEEEEEEAAAAHHH" I yelled, finally forgetting about the world
around me.

"YEAH, YOU LIKE THAT? WANT MORE, KID?" he shouted.

"FUCK YEAH, GIVE IT TO ME, FUCK ME!" I shouted back.

He finished exploring my ass with his tongue, spat on my hole and slowly
pushed his throbbing rod in my ass. It felt amazing. Basically, we were in
a piledriver position fucking in the middle of a park house. Could it get
any better? The answer is yes.

I suddenly felt some pressure after John stopped fucking me for some
reason.

"ARE YOU PISSING IN ME?" I asked craving for more.

"HELL YEAH" He shouted like a battlecry.

"Fuck, that's SO HOT" I cried out feeling more and more piss running
through me.

John finally stopped pissing, he pulled out and grabbed me, helping me get
up from the ground. Then, John quickly laid down under me and looked at me
determined.

"SIT ON MY FACE, LET ME DRINK IT ALL UP" he said like a kid in a candy
store.

As I squatted, I could feel John's tongue on my hole and I knew he was
ready. I let go of all of the piss that was in me and I could hear John
gulping like a motherfucker. I leaned forward grabbed my dick and balls and
put them aside to see his face engulfed in piss. As he was drinking it all
up, I could hear his muffled moans getting louder, I could feel he was
getting close to cumming. I could feel I was empty inside so I quickly
turned to his cock ass he shoots a rope in my mouth. I sucked hic cock some
more, shooting my own second load on his stomach.

After that, when we got up, John swiped his fingers through his stomach
hair and scooped my load up to his mouth savouring the taste.

We got cleaned up a bit, just to get ourselves dry, but we didn't exchange
any numbers on anything. John said it wasn't his style (whatever that
means). But what we did do is set up another nasty fuck session in a week.

So on next Sunday.

I could hardly wait.



Hey, thank you for reading my fiction! Would you like a part 2? Any
comments or criticism is appreciated!