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Subject: Pete's Pee-06  (t/t mast WS)
From: gaystories@bigfoot.com
Date: Thu, 30 Dec 1999 14:30:43 CST

Pete's Pee (6)

This story  concerns a teen boys increasing fascination with WS linked sex
so if that's not your bag DON'T READ IT!

Further chapters will follow detailing his increasing experimentation, if
there is a demand for them.

Please send any comments to gaystories@bigfoot.com



Pete's Pee (6)

Yes it's me again, at last!!  Sorry for the l-o-n-g delay but every time I
started to write some more stuff about my induction into the wonderful world of
piss something would come up and I'd have to put it off.  You might remember
that last time I write I told you about this wild experience I'd had because of
a pissing competition my mate Derek had organised.  Well things went a bit quiet
for a week or so after that, which was a good thing really as I'd needed time to
recover from that amazing session!!  I'd seen Derek, of course, and we'd had the
odd, quick go in the school toilets, pissing and cumming in each others mouths,
so I was kept sort of satisfied but I kept hoping he'd manage to organise
something else. I'd mentioned it a few times but he'd just given me a quick kiss
and told me to be patient.  That was not easy, I can tell you, and I only
managed it because every couple of days he'd give me a pair of his used jockeys
which he'd pissed and cum into to take home and in return I'd return the pair
he'd given me previously. So at least at night I could lie on my bed and wank
away with them over my face so I could smell the recent aromas of Derek's boy
cock, his spunk and his piss. It'd got to the stage where I couldn't enjoy a
wank if I couldn't smell piss but hell, I didn't mind as I really got off on it.

Anyway, about ten days later Derek was waiting when I came outta my last class
and as we walked home he told me he had some good news.

"You remember the pissing competition, of course.  Well d'you remember three of
the boys taking part got hard ons while they were pissing?"

"Yes, of course", I replied, feeling my cock harden a little at the memory.

"Well I've been talking to them quite a bit since, all very casual to start
with, just talking about the competition and stuff but finally, after they'd got
to know me better they all told me that they'd got hard because they were
excited by the smell of piss and the thought of other boys pissing next to
them."

"Well we'd guessed that might be the case hadn't we?" I responded.

"Yeah, I know.  But listen, Pete. I'd talked to them separately to start with
but once I knew how they each felt I started to talk to them together and in the
end  told them I got off on pissing as well." 

"Shit. That was fucking risky wasn't it".

"Not really as by then I knew they were all curious.  So curious, in fact, that
they actually asked if I'd be interested in helping them get some more 'in
depth' experience."

"You mean that . . "

"Exactly.  I mentioned I knew someone else who liked piss and did they fancy a
fivesome.  Shit they jumped at the chance.  The best bit is they're all very
interested and also inexperienced like you used to be and it's great to initiate
people.  So are you up for it?" 

"Does a bear shit in the woods?" was my eager reply, although I must admit I
felt a bit nervous, not about the pissing fun but because it meant three boys I
hardly knew would know my 'secret'.

Anyway Derek said he'd sort something out as soon as he could and as I reached
my house I said goodbye and then, as he continued up the street, rushed to my
bedroom, undid my trousers, grabbed the latest pair of his jockeys from their
hiding place and flung myself on my bed.  I pressed the cummy, pissy cotton to
my face and with my spare hand shoved my trousers and jockeys down my legs as I
felt my cock hardening. I clasped my hand around it and started wanking
furiously as I sniffed the mixed scents on my friends underwear, my tongue
licking the material, trying to taste the embedded, dried fluids. It didn't take
long before my balls tightened, my cock started jerking and my warm boy cum
started spurting over my stomach.  I kept wanking and sniffing until every last
drop was drained from my prick and the smell from Derek's stained jockeys
covered my face before I collapsed, wondering what my piss loving friend would
arrange.

I didn't have long to wait as two days later Derek told me everything was fixed
for the following day, after school. 

"I'll meet you outside your classroom, O.K., and don't forget to bring a change
of clothing, like last time - just in case!"

"No problem.  Anything else", I asked him, the anticipation obvious in my voice.

"Can't think of anything, although, you might want to drink as much water as you
can between lunchtime and the end of school!!"   With that he grinned and
wandered off to his next class.

You might imagine what I was like the next day - I couldn't concentrate in any
of my classes and, as my friend had suggested, I started drinking water at every
opportunity once the lunch break had started.  This caused a few problems as the
afternoon progressed as my bladder was starting to fill but I was determined not
to have a piss however desperate the need got.  Boy was I glad when the last
lesson and ended and I was able to get up, rather carefully I should add!, grab
my bag and leave the room.  Derek was waiting and we walked through the
corridors and out of the main building and then made out way to the changing
rooms at the far end of the sports field which I remembered so well from the
pissing competition!.

The building was hidden from the main school by trees that ran alongside the
sports field and it wasn't until we were almost there that the old building
became visible.  I saw there were three boys already waiting outside and I
almost turned back but Derek gave me an encouraging pat and I continued walking
beside him.  As we approached the three boys turned round and I immediately
recognised them from the pissing competition.  They all looked a bit nervous and
as they greeted us I could hear the apprehension in their voice.

"This is Pete", I heard Derek telling them, and could see they were surprised
that I was younger than they were.  They were about the same age as Derek,
nearly fifteen, were all wearing grey trousers, white shirts and blazers like we
were and all had bags, like we did.  I wondered if they'd been told to bring
changes of clothing like I had.  Anyway, we exchanged nods and then followed
Derek into the building and once we were all in I noticed there was a new
looking padlock and hasp on the inside of the door.  I soon realised Derek had
fixed it as he took a key from his pocket and securely locked us in. 

Then he stood up and after giving us all a grin went into the tiled shower room
and we all followed.  Once inside we all stood around awkwardly, except for
Derek, of course, who casually chucked his bad in a corner and started removing
blazer. I immediately did the same and after a brief hesitation the other three
did likewise until we were all standing in our grey school trousers and white
shirts.  I was already looking curiously at the 'new boys', or more specifically
at their crotches, wondering what delights lay beneath the zipped trousers.
O.K. I knew I'd obviously seen their cocks before when they'd been in the
pissing competition - but I hadn't been looking at their faces at the time -
see!!

The silence was broken by Derek who introduced the others to me as Clive, Mike
and Ricky.  You probably won't be interested in what they looked like but I'm
going to tell you anyway.  Clive was about 3 inches taller than me, around 5'8",
stocky with black, slightly curly hair and a tanned complexion.  Mike was of
similar height with dark brown hair, straight hair and Ricky had light brown
hair and a pale complexion and was also not much taller than me even though he
was a year older.  (I must admit they all looked gorgeous in their school gear
and I was already wondering what tantalising smells were hidden in their
underwear.)

The introduction over, Derek came and stood beside us and started speaking. 

"Right, let's not piss about, if you'll excuse the expression!"  This last
comment made everyone relax a bit and I noticed that during the next sentences
my friend was stroking the crotch of his trousers slowly and deliberately. I
know, now, he did it to make everyone feel less tense and it worked because one
by one me and the others started doing the same".

"We're here because we're interested in piss, or more accurately piss and sex.
Now me and Pete have already had some fun over the last two weeks and you three
are here because you got excited during the pissing competition and want to have
some fun with piss to see if you can really get off on it.  I know it's new to
you but everyone has to start somewhere and you wouldn't be here if you weren't
pretty interested.  No-one else will ever know about what happens here, unless
you want them to, so don't worry and enjoy it."

Now whether it was this little 'pep' talk, or the crotch rubbing, or both, I
dunno, but the atmosphere had certainly improved by the time Derek had finished
and the other three were looking almost eager!.  The last thing Derek told us
all to do was take off our white shirts, which we all did.

Derek positioned me so I was facing the others about two feet away from them and
gently suggested I needed to pee.  Of course, after all, the water I'd drunk he
was right so I clenched my ass, closed my eyes and concentrated hard on my very
full bladder.  Even knowing that not only Derek but three other boys were
watching me wasn't a problem and almost at once  liquid started to leave my
bladder, travel up my cock and start dribbling through my piss slit into my
jockeys.  The dribble soon became a small stream and I could feel my warm piss
starting to fill my underwear and soak through the thin cotton onto my grey
trousers.  Once my piss flow was going properly I opened my eyes and looked at
the boys in front of me.  They were all staring, fascinated, at the widening
damp patch in my trouser crotch and I could see they all had hard ons.  I heard
Derek's voice telling them to put their hands out and touch me and slowly, one
by one they put out a hand and tentatively rubbed my trousers, now warm and wet
with my yellow boy piss.

Derek started stroking my trouser covered ass at the same time and this together
with the three hands stroking my crotch caused my already stiff dick to get even
harder which meant I had to really try hard to keep pissing.  Then I noticed the
crotch of  Clive's trousers was getting darker and realised the boy had started
pissing himself.  Now I knew if I wanted to get as much of possible from this
experience I'd have to try to hold back something for later so with a lot of
effort managed to halt my flow of piss.  By now the front of my jockeys  were
soaked with my piss and my trousers were pretty damp too and this coupled with
the  smell of my urine was making me feel really good. I felt hands at my front
and watched as Mike undid my trousers and pulled them down to the floor and I
stepped out of them  as he rubbed at my soaked jockeys. 

It wasn't long before Mike and Ricky  noticed Clive had pissed himself and
almost in unison I saw their own crotches getting damp.  This was just too much
and my self control went out the window.  I had to get closer to these new
sources of my favourite yellow liquid so I moved forward and knelt in front of
them, rubbing my hands over their wet trousers and then sniffing my palm to get
the aroma. Each time I rubbed and sniffed I got a different scent but I needed
to investigate this further so I hurriedly undid Clive's trousers and pulled
them down.  He was wearing white jockeys, already wet with his piss and I could
see a small yellow stream of his piss forcing its way through the cotton at the
point where his hard prick was pressing against it.  I wrapped my hands around
his ass and pressed my face into his underwear, feeling the clammy cotton
against my lips and as I wrapped my mouth around his cotton covered dick I could
smell and taste his wonderful hot piss as it dribbled into my mouth from his
piss slit.

I could just hear Derek telling the boys to try to stop pissing for a moment but
I kept sucking at his cock. getting as much of his piss from the cotton around
it and at the same time one hand slipped inside his jockeys and started rubbing
against his tight puckered asshole.  I heard him grasp as I did this and his
crotch pushed against my face harder.  Without even realising it my free hand
was fumbling at the catch of Mike's trousers and as the wet material slipped
down his legs I rubbed my palm over his piss wet underwear and then, rather
reluctantly, removed my other hand from Clive's ass and my mouth from his
jockeys and transferred my attentions to the next boy.  As I rubbed my face over
his crotch I noticed how his piss had a stronger smell, more acrid, but still as
wonderful and although he had managed to stop pissing his underwear was soaked
enough for me to get satisfying amounts of his strong smelling urine as I sucked
away at the material.  As with Clive, I was also exploring his lovely boy ass,
pressing against his ass muscle and feeling his squirm as I did so.

I heard a zipping sound from my right and, slightly distracted by this, I gave a
quick glance to see that poor Ricky couldn't wait and had undone his own
trousers which were sliding down his legs as I watched.  We I wanted to be fair
so I moved away from Mike and started to explore my third pair of piss covered
underwear, yellow briefs this time with a smaller but very hard protrusion in
the centre of the large wet patch at the front.  Yet another new aroma from
another boy's fresh piss assaulted my nostrils and my mouth filled with a milder
but tangy flavour.  This was unbelievable I thought as my finger explored yet
another boy asshole.

All too soon I felt someone pulling me backwards until I reluctantly left
Ricky's crotch and knelt on the floor in from of his.  Once I'd done so Derek
let go of my shoulders and told the other three to kneel close together and by
me.  They did as he said until the four of us were in a tight circle, facing
each other, hard cocks pressing against piss soaked jockeys and briefs. Derek
was standing alongside us and as we watched he dropped his trousers, followed by
his jockeys so his erect cock sprang up and out.  He caught hold of his shaft,
pulled back his foreskin, tensed and started to urinate, aiming his hot, golden
stream of boy piss directly at us, playing it over our faces, shirts and
underwear.  I heard gasps from the others and looked back at them as they were
pissed on for the first time but, like me, they had their mouths open trying to
drink as much of Derek's piss flow as they could.  Still pissing he pushed into
the centre of our small group and started turning around so we each in turn  got
the direct benefit of his hot, tangy piss. 

God I was so horny now so I quickly stood up, ripped down my jockeys, grabbed my
cock and tensed by bladder until my piss started streaming from my piss slit.  I
moved my cock around so my yellow spray spattered each boy in turn and Derek
moved to one side to give me better access, still making sure his own piss was
allocated fairly.  I was concentrating on their faces, directing my hot yellow
liquid at the three mouths in turn and as three willing mouths drank eagerly all
the piss I gave them I knew it wouldn't be long before I came.  Now, Mike, Ricky
and Clive had got to their feet, slipped off their underwear and  were pissing
wildly around the circle so we were each getting four different varieties of boy
piss spattering our faces and bodies.  I played my stream in turn over the other
four boys cocks and balls, and saw the different sized, pissing cocks twitch as
I did so.  All I could smell was tangy, acrid, hot boy piss and all I could see
was piss soaked boy bodies and hard pricks streaming hot, yellow piss over all
of us.

Almost in unison we let go of our cocks and pressed together, rubbing our bodies
against each other, our still pissing dicks touching each other as we pressed
harder.  Lips were  pressed against mine and a  tongue eagerly forced itself
into my mouth, lapping against the piss flavoured interior and I followed suit.
The circle became frenzied, each off us licking and sucking each other as the
last of our piss spattered from out piss slits.  I pressed my cock against
someone's piss slimy  body and thrust furiously and could feel others doing the
same and just as my piss flow suddenly changed to white globules as I started
spurting cum wildly into the circle.  The smell of  spunk became stronger as,
one by one, each of us sprayed out sticky, creamy boy juice that spattered over
our piss covered bodies. Even after we'd all finished we kept rubbing against
each other, enjoying the feel of slimy piss and spunk until we were totally
exhausted.  Finally we all stepped back a pace and stared at each other, sticky,
piss covered and happy.

Derek looked at me and grinned.

"Well Pete, I guess they enjoyed it!!!"

I looked at the three spent boys and, hell, I had to agree!!!