Date: Mon, 20 Apr 2015 08:56:39 +0100 From: Paul Waterman <storyteller69@btinternet.com> Subject: Watersport 5 Now then, you piss and scat freaks, if this stuff gets you horny and keen to find your own teen to play with, don't forget to chuck some money at nifty. Without them you'd have to think up your own wank fantasies. Do it at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html We left Lee lying under Paul. What is going through Lee's mind? ============================================================================= When I posted that thing on scatboi.com I had no idea there was going to be any reply. I had no idea they would wipe it out as soon as someone read that I was only 14. What a bit of luck I had a reply in the few minutes it was there. The guy who contacted me - his name's Paul - fixed up a meeting in the local supermarket on the Saturday. I was nervous, but excited at the same time. My cock was hard just about the whole day and a half before The Day. I really wanted to wank every 5 minutes, but I didn't. Gos knows how I held off, but I'm really glad I did now. On the Friday evening I had a good bath and, even though I needed a shit, I somehow kept it in - it wasn't easy. And no bedtime wank either. I was so stiff. Saturday morning came at last, and I left home in good time to get to the store. I was there 20 minutes before the time we'd fixed and paced up and down the vegetable aisle with my phone. Each man who came along might be Paul and I was glad that the manky-looking ones didn't have phones. Eventually one guy appeared: he was tall and good-looking, about 25 or so. Was this Paul? I hoped so. He smiled and at the same time my phone rang. "I'm coming towards you now." God! this was it. He was just the guy I'd been dreaming of. In an hour we'd be at it, surely. My cock twitched. ============================================================================= Paul's told you all the things we did. My brain couldn't take it all in - every few minutes there was a new sensation. His body, his cock, the idea of pissing in his mouth, him pissing on me, him holding my cock in his mouth, letting my shit go, mashing it in my pants, feeling him mash it into my belly and round my arse and balls, him pissing in it, being fucked for the first time, shitting on his cock while it was up me, cumming the biggest cum ever, him cumming on my face, licking his cum - I was ready to explode with excitement and pleasure. ============================================================================= And even though he's lying on me he's not too heavy, but we've been like this for several minutes and I'm getting stiff - no! not there, just my muscles. "We need to move," I said. "OK, Lee," and he kissed me, "let's shower this off before we start again." There were 2 shower heads side by side and each of us stood under one while the water sluiced the shitty soupy mess onto the floor where it gathered in the middle and ran down the drain. Because the heads were next to each other we could cuddle and soon we were soaping each other. "Can I wash you?" I asked. "Silly question," smiled Paul. He knelt down and I washed his back and chest. "Why haven't you got any hairs?" I asked. "Because I shave. It's nicer having sex if your skin is smooth and it's easier to keep clean too. I see you have a few pubes - would you let me shave them off?" I wasn't too keen on this because, like any 14-year-old, I was proud of my wispy bits, but then I thought that if shit was going to be a big feature (as I hoped it would after this morning's adventure) then kissing good-bye to pubes wasn't too great a price to pay. "Sure, I'd like that, Paul." Paul got to his feet and I washed his arse cheeks, slipping my fingers into his crack. He opened his legs and told me to explore his hole. I soaped up my hand and gently pushed a finger in. "Go on, it doesn't hurt, you can get a lot more than that in," he said. So I pushed a second, and a moment later, a third finger in. "That's nice," he murmured, but there's still room for more, "let me kneel down." And he knelt doggy-fashion with his arse inviting more of my hand. I'd seen a website about fisting, and I wondered whether I should try to get my hand in. I made it as small as I could and started to push. Isn't it clever that if you hold your fist like that the four fingers form an easy wedge? I felt a resistance as the knuckles pressed against his lips. "Push," he groaned, and suddenly my whole hand disappeared up his arse. It was a really strange feeling, and judging by the sigh of pleasure it was a pretty good feeling for Paul too. I moved my fingers about and felt something which made him squirm. "That's my prostate. It's what makes the juice in cum so that the sperms swim properly. If you massage it I'll probably cum again." Well, who could resist such an invitation? That was what he'd done to me, after all, and I remembered how massive my cum had been. So I fiddled around with it and when it got bigger Paul groaned and his cock spasmed. Quick as a flash I got my head round and was able to catch most of his squirts in my mouth. It tasted good - warm and salty. In under an hour I'd become a shit-monkey and a cum-slut and I was in pig heaven. And I'm still only 14! =============================================================================== Paul got up and washed me from head to foot. When we were both clean we moved out from under the showers and he got out a razor. He put cream on my belly and balls and gently shaved me smooth - as smooth as I'd been 6 months ago! I wondered how long it would be before I needed to shave there again, and if Paul would do it for me. We dried ourselves and went back to the bedroom. "You said you had videos of all kinds of things," I said. "Can we see some more?" "What kinds of things?" "Well ... you said dogs ... can we see that?" ============================================================================== Paul put the CD in. There was a man, a boy of about 16, and a golden retriever. They had clothes on at first, but started fooling around and pretty soon they were down to tented briefs. I couldn't work out what they were saying to each other (Paul told me they were Eastern European) but it was pretty clear that they wanted to such each other's cocks. This went on for a few minutes while the dog sniffed around the now naked arses. I've never had a dog, so I wasn't ready for what happened, but slowly the dog's cock started to poke out of the furry bit and, bugger me, but it was red and sharp-looking. Nothing like any cock I've seen. The boy reached under the dog and started to wank it. The dog was clearly used to this and its cock got even bigger. Then the man and boy stopped sucking and the boy put on a heavy jersey and the man laid him face down on a work-bench with his arse sticking up. You could work out what was going to happen next ... the dog sniffed the boy's arse and sta\rted trying to get its cock into the place it wanted to be. After a few tries it must have hit the mark, because the boy grunted and the dog immediately started ti fuck furiously. The man took the camera and moved it, and you could see that the work-bench had a slot where the boy's cock and balls poked through. He was as hard as hell and drops of juice were falling from his cock. Meanwhile the dog was still hammering wway and the camera moved to where the dog's cock was ploughing in and out of the boy's reddened hole. Suddenly a swelling appeared at the base of the dog's cock. "What's that?" I asked Paul. "That's his knot. It'll go right in and it'll keep his cock in while he cums. When a dog fucks a bitch the knot keeps him inside her for several minutes - it's called tying." "Will he tie the boy?" "Watch." The knot swelled up to a bit smaller than a tennis ball and the boy was groaning (though I think it was put on for the CD, or maybe he was just full of lust) and pushed back like he was shitting. Suddely the knot went right it and the boy's arse lips closed behind it. The boy yelled. The dog stopped fucking. "What's going on?" "The dog's balls are emptying into the boy's arse, and they'll go on squirting doggy cum up him for some time." The camera moved back to the boy's cock just in time to see it give a huge lurch and a thich rope of cum fly from it. The man caught the rest of the boy's cum and the camera moved round to the boy's face. The boy licked his own hot cum from the man's hand. The man started to wank himself (the camera was jiggling too) and in a couple of minutes he came all over the boy's face. The camera stayed on the boy's face as the cum slowly dripped down and he tried to lick up as much as he could. The man turned the camera back to the dog - still tied and still pumping puppy-makers up the willing boy. Then the boy said something and the man replied. The man laid himself down under the work-bench and waited. The man put the camera on a stand. It was focused on the boy's cock, and suddenly a golden fountain of piss gushed out of his still stiff cock onto the man's belly. The man rubbed the piss into his skin. The dog fucked on. The boy pissed on. Suddenly Lee felt a warm sensation - Paul was pissing down his back. Paul paused the CD. There was more to do with Lee and the dog could wait .....