Date: Mon, 11 Jun 2007 11:59:24 -0500
From: Charles Hughes <the.empty.room@hotmail.com>
Subject: My Pissy Life  (oral   urination)

The story is completely fiction and involves urination.  If you are not
18 or if it is illegal to read it, leave now.

Copyright 2007 by Charles Hughes, all rights reserved.  If you wish to
copy it, just ask, please.

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My Pissy Life   (oral   urination)

I don't remember exactly when I learned to love pissplay.  Seems like I
always did it, even as a little kid.  Soon as I took baths by myself, I
loved to stand and pee into the water.  Didn't bother me a bit to sit
down in it then and take my bath.  When I showered, I always peed on
myself first.  I loved getting my peepee high on my chest.

I do remember the first time I tasted it.  It was accidental.  Guess I
was about 7 or 8.  Or maybe 6.  I just peed higher than I expected to and
got some on my lips.  I licked it off, and I loved it.

One of the things I hated about going to school was that you were
supposed to pee at a urinal.  I loved to peepee sitting on the toilet
with my pants down around my ankles, or off completely.  I'd spread my
legs wide, hold my little dick up, and pee.  It felt so good to let my
peepee run down my belly and around my peter and drip into the
toilet.  I'd have to remember to wipe it all off, or as much as I could,
or I'd smell like peepee.  Not that I minded.  I didn't.  I kind of liked
the smell of peepee.  I still do.  But some of the other kids would make
faces if I got too close.  And at a urinal you couldn't see other boys
and their peepee because of walls between the urinals.

When I got to junior high, we got to take showers with other boys.  I
liked that a lot, and I liked pee contests.  We'd shoot our piss (I
didn't call it peepee anymore) high as we could on the shower wall.  I
didn't always win, but I always had a good time.  I just loved watching
guys pee.

Junior high was the first time I ever saw a guy peeing outdoors.  We were
out on the field one day, and I sat on some of the bleachers for a little
bit.  I guess he didn't know I was there, but I heard something
underneath.  When I looked down, I was almost right on top of a guy who
had his dick out.  I watched him pee until he was done.  He never knew I
was there.

After that, I peed outdoors whenever I could.

The summer after I graduated from the eighth grade I went to a summer
camp, and that was where I met my first peebuddy.  One night in the
shower Larry started peeing, so I did, too.  He grinned at me and pointed
his dick at my leg and wet me down pretty good.  But I got him back, and
even peed on his belly and ass.  After that we always tried to take
showers when nobody else was there so we could pee on each other.  We
never talked about it, we just did it.

I remember one night after lights-out we snuck out of the cabin and went
into the woods.  We were just wearing our underwear, but we took them off
when we got to a little clearing.  We peed all over each other.  God, it
was wonderful.  I liked Larry.  That was the first time I jacked off with
somebody, too.  I wasn't able to cum yet, but he could.  We sat and
talked a little, then we peed on each other again.  Larry asked me if I
wanted a blowjob, so we sucked each other.  So that was the first time I
tasted cum, too.  It was okay, but I liked pee better.

High school was pretty bad.  I had gym with a lot of other guys,
including seniors.  I was smaller than a lot of the other freshmen, so I
was usually the one the big guys made fun of.  Sometimes they'd make fun
of me because I was little -- especially my dick -- and because I was
about the only guy who didn't have any hair yet.  And sometimes because I
was slow.  I wasn't stupid, but the mean ones would call me that
sometimes. I was just slow.  I couldn't cum until right after Christmas
my freshman year.  I never saw anybody piss in the shower my freshman
year, and I was afraid to start any contests.

So I had my pissplay at home.  I had to be careful, of course.  But we
had a showerhead in the basement, and that was where I went to take my
showers.  There wasn't any stall, just a showerhead in the corner of a
room in the basement.  I'd get naked and play with my dick for a
while.  I learned that with a little soap I could play with my ass, too,
and I loved getting my finger up there as far as I could.  I'd piss and
use my piss to keep my peter hard.  I'd use piss sometimes on my finger
to fuck myself, too.

I also played a lot outdoors.  We live in the country, but not on a
farm.  There were woods all over the place, and I could go out there
where there wasn't anybody, take all my clothes off, and be naked as much
as I wanted.  I started doing that when I was a little kid, and I knew
lots of places in the woods where I could get naked and play.

I'd learned in our basement that I could lay with my legs up high against
the wall and my shoulders on the floor and piss into my face.  I'd do
that out there in the woods, using a tree to put my legs on.  And
sometimes I'd just lay on the ground and piss all over my chest and
belly, then use both hands to rub it over everything I could reach -- my
arms and underarms, my thighs, around my balls, in my crack,
everywhere.  It's like taking a bath with pee.

I loved the taste of my piss.  When I could -- sometimes in the bathroom
or in the basement shower -- I'd pee into a glass or cup and drink it
down.  I didn't like to gulp it.  I liked to sip it and make it last
longer.  Sometimes I'd come up from the shower with a plastic cup filed
with my pee.  Then I'd sit down in my room to do my homework and sip my
pee while I worked.  When it was all gone, I'd go into the bathroom and
refill the cup.

My second year in high school was a little better, but I hated it when
some of the other sophomores would pick on the littliest guys among the
freshmen.  I'd usually try to stop them.  By then I had some friends in
school, and they'd sometimes listen to me.  I still never saw anybody
piss in the shower room.  But there were lots of dicks to watch, all
kinds.

But I loved going to the bathroom in our high school.  There weren't any
dividers between the urinals, and you could watch other guys piss.  Lots
of guys looked at each other, I found out.  They just pretended they
didn't.

Sometimes guys went into a stall where there was a toilet to piss.  But
there weren't any doors on the stalls.  I don't know why.  Somebody said
it's because they didn't want guys going in there to jack off, but I
didn't see why anybody would mind that.  Anyway, when guys stand and piss
into a toilet it makes a lot of noise.  And the sound kind of echoed in
the bathroom.  Sometimes when there were several guys peeing in toilets
at the same time, it sounded like a waterfall.

There was this one really cute freshman I sort of rescued one day when
some guys were teasing him about something after school, and we became
friends.  Kirk.  He was slim and had a really nice body.  He was in my
gym class, and I liked showering when he was there, because we'd always
turn around so we could look at each other.  We'd smile at each other,
like we had a secret.  We never peed, though.

I invited him to stay over at my house one time, and I took him out into
the woods when we got home from school.  I showed him how I liked to be
naked outdoors, and he took all his clothes off, too.  Then I told him we
needed to pee on each other.  Then we'd really be friends.  So we
did.  We really soaked each other, and it felt good when we hugged each
other afterwards.

When it was time to go to bed that night I told Kirk we would sleep
naked.  I also told him we didn't need to piss before we went to bed.  We
cuddled for a while, and when he needed to piss, I told him to piss in my
mouth, that I wanted to taste him.  He did, and I really liked his
piss.  Kirk drank from my dick, too, and he said he really liked it.

After that night, he came over lots more, usually on Fridays.  We always
did our homework in my room first, drinking our piss.  Sometimes he would
drink his and sometimes he would drink mine.  We traded.  When our
homework was done, then we had the rest of the time to play.  He was
better at homework than me and always finished first.  He got better
grades, too.  Sometimes he could stay all day Saturday and then Saturday
night, too.

We always went into the woods to play when it wasn't too cold.  We always
took showers together in the basement, showering each other with our
dicks first.  And we always slept naked.  Kirk and me sucked each other
off, too.  And we did it in each other's mouths, too.  I liked the way
his tasted.  But I still liked pee better.  I really liked to cuddle with
him when we went to bed.

That spring, though, he had to move away when school was over.  I really,
really miss him.  School is out now, and I don't have anybody to play
with.  Sometimes I go to town, but most of the time I stay home.  I wish
I had a real friend I could play with.  I still pissplay all the time,
but it was lots more fun when there was somebody else, too.

Would you like to come and pissplay with me sometime?  I wish you
could.  Let me tell you about me.

I'm 15 now, 16 by Christmas.  I'm 5'3" tall -- I told you I'm little for
my age -- and I weigh 120 pounds.  I have light brown hair.  I part it on
the right side, and it's not too long.  I'm starting to get some hair
under my arms, if you're interested in that.  And I'm getting a little
more around my dick.  For a long time I just had a very little, but now
it's kind of darker, and there's a little more.  Don't have any on my
balls yet.  They're not a big as most of the boys at school.

Oh, my dick is 4 and a half inches long when I'm hard.  I measure it with
a ruler.  I like to cum a lot.  But I also like to just be hard, you know
what I mean?  I like being naked, but I already told you that.  And I
like peeing a lot.

I forgot.  About my ass.  I don't have any hair there.  I looked in the
mirror.  I can get two fingers in my asshole.  Kirk didn't like to play
with my asshole, or his either.  I do that by myself, but I'd like to do
it with somebody else.  But it's okay if the somebody else doesn't want
to play with my ass.  The important thing is pissplay.  That's what I
really like.  Well, cumming, too.

Some day I think I'd like to be fucked with a big cock, but maybe not
yet.

Could you come and play with me sometime?  I live just outside of
town.  You know where the road goes off to the right just before the
bridge over the river?  That's our road.  Take it, we're the fifth house
on the left.  I can show you the woods and the basement shower and
everything.  Maybe sometime you can come sleep over, too.

Please?