Date: Wed, 29 May 2002 14:48:14 -0700 (PDT)
From: Peter Himing <jhimus@yahoo.com.au>
Subject: Pissed Arab - interracial / urination

THE PISSED ARAB.  interracial / watersports
by JonH
jhimuswrite@yahoo.co.uk


After what happened two weeks ago it's hard for me to take a leak without a
hardon developing.  Seeing as it's complicated to aim when you're kinda
stiff most of the time I end up having to wipe up my piss off the floor.
It's kinda like when you first wake up and always have that semi-hard dick,
most of the time I piss on the floor and don't think about it but lately I
see piss in a whole other way.  Sick in every way I guess.

Even right now as I stand back from the toilet bowl and try to aim this
piddling stream of piss out of my stiff dick I can still remember the shock
and excitement of watching another guy do such an everyday thing.  I am
what I am I guess.  I wonder if after all this I'm still classified a
virgin?  It was great though - right out of nowhere it all fell into
place...

I live with my mum in a small house in a town called Storm Bay, she's great
my mum but seeing as she's often at home it could get kinda difficult to do
what guys do if you know what I mean.  The good thing is Storm Bay is what
you call a summer town, the place is packed in the warmer months but come
autumn it kinda empties right out. When I was younger I never liked the
quite months but seeing as I had privacy trouble at home these quieter
months have been my favourite since I turned 17.  We're right on the coast
and one side of the town is all sandy beaches but the other side is all
rocky shorelines, scrubby bushes and tea trees and it's on this edge of
town that I go to whenever I feel horny, which is alota the time but I
don't think too abnormal.

If you walk along a thin path through the tree's after awhile you come to
this old toilet block that's not used anymore and has been left there to
fall apart I guess.  I like it because it's dry and except for all the sand
and leaves that'd blown in there it's clean.  Just before summer last year
I was there one time and this guy who looked a few years older than me gave
me my first blow job, the guys teeth kinda dug into my cock too much and I
knew that given a go I'd be able to do a better job on someone.  Ever since
then I've always gone there hoping to get the same thing but it was always
empty.

Anyway, two weeks ago I was really horny so I made my way down there.  As I
said I've always hoped to meet another 'pervert' like me but just in case I
meet someone really using the toilet I always drink a few glasses of water
before I leave the house, that way I do need to take a leak when I arrive
and if anyone was there then I wouldn't look suspect.  On this particular
day it was lucky I did it because just as I was walking into the block this
guy came from the path leading up from the beach and walked in at the same
time as me.

He was an Arab guy, early twenties with real thick eyebrows and dark facial
hair.  I'm 5'6" and he woulda been maybe two inches taller than me, but
whereas my body is kinda average build he was real stocky looking.  He was
wearing a thick blue jumper and a real old woolen cap so I knew he must of
been one of those guys that go fishing along the rocky part of the coast.
When I saw him I thought their was no way he'd be there for the same reason
as me so I was kinda annoyed that I was getting interrupted but I couldn't
back out because he woulda seen me heading towards the toilet entrance so I
couldn't suddenly turn around.

When he brushed by me at the door I noticed he smelt like beer, he was
steady on his feet so I wasn't sure how drunk he was.  It wasn't until we
were both standing at the urinal that I noticed he lost his footing a
little on the raised bit of concrete so he musta been pretty tanked.

"Fuck all fish out there today, too much shwell"

When he spoke I hesitated in taking out my dick because I felt that
definite jump of a possible hardon - I wasn't even sure how to take this
guy but still I thought I'd crack a hardon - I guess at 17 it sometimes
doesn't take much before a guy sees the sex side of things.  He came and
stood pretty close to me so I thought if I took it out it'd just look like
a had a big dick or maybe he'd do something.

Pulling down the elastic waistband of my shorts I dug into my undies and
pulled out my dick.  As usual the excitement of another guy seeing my dick
added that extra bit of length, luckily it wasn't so stiff that I couldn't
hold it in a pissing position.

The Arab guy then undid his belt and let his trousers fall down around his
knee's, when he did it I knew I was in with a chance of something
happening, no one drops their trousers to take a leak.  I held off from
pissing as he turned slightly towards me holding his dark, meaty looking
dick.  Neither one of us said anything as we checked each others out, we
both had circumcised dicks so it was easy to see a certain hardness forming
in our cock heads.

"You like this?" he said in a kinda lewd way, his voice had a definite
accent but it was easy to understand what he was saying.

I silently nodded my head then turned to the urinal to piss before I got
too stiff - I really needed to go and I wanted to get it over and done with
so I could maybe get a blow job or even lick this Arab penis.

After a couple of seconds a small trickle shot from my slit before slowly
building to the usual stream.  It was then that he reached across and took
my pissing cock between his fingers, the dry hard skin of his fingers felt
warm against my shaft as he waived it about making wide sweeps of the
concrete in front.

At the same time I took his idea and reached across to grab his cock, he
wasn't pissing and it wasn't yet hard but I felt it's steady growing
strength.

He continued to waive and fondle my cock and then without stopping his
exploration he gently encircled the head with his fingers, my piss hit hard
against his palm and rivers of piss shot out from between his fingers,
splattering the floor and our feet.  My warm piss soaked into my shorts and
began to pool in my sandals but I didn't back off, I didn't flinch at that
moment I didn't know if I liked this or what but I knew I was fascinated
and kinda grossed out but I didn't want it to stop.  Letting my head fall
back slightly I pushed hard in an effort to increase the strength of my
stream.  The toilet echoed with the sound of urine splattering onto the
concrete floor until slowly I'd emptied myself into his hand.  Cupping his
hand under my dick he caught the last few jolts and the shaken off drips
then without meeting my eyes he lifted it to his mouth and let the piss run
into his mouth.

"You suck my cock OK?"

Jeez, it was only fair I thought.  I glanced around then decided to guide
his heavy, stocky body into one of the cubicles, with his trousers around
his ankles he had to shuffle, like some eager fuckin' schoolboy he scraped
quickly across the floor before sitting down heavily on one of the disused
toilet bowls.

"You like this do you?  You want this" he was flopping his thickening dick
between his thick fingers, he had control of his erection but his eyes and
the raspy voice gave away his horniness.

"Get down on your knees"

I knelt down between his legs and cupped his large meaty balls in my hand
and watched as the cock started to lengthen.

"Go on, you lick it"

Lowering my head I swiped my tongue across the dark, shining piss slit
before I opened my mouth and the head slowly sunk between my lips.
Suddenly my mouth began to fill with cu...with...with piss, he was pissing
in my mouth!  I spat the pissing cock head out and it sprayed against my
cheek before he squeezed the head tightly between his thumb and finger
stopping the stream.  Kneeling down I looked up at him stunned, drops of
piss running out of the corner of my mouth I felt the tangy piss pooled
under my tongue.  I knew I liked this but I had to take a few moments to
get my head around what it was I liked.  He'd drank mine without shame or
embarrassment so maybe...

"Swallow it" he said, his dry lips quivering very slightly.

After hesitating I swallowed the piss in my mouth, when he saw my throat
contract he smiled, a lewd dirty smirk on his face.  It didn't taste the
way piss usually smelt.  It was salty, kinda tangy and I could smell beer
in it but it was OK.  It was more the thought of what I'd done that turned
me on.

Pulling his jumper off he dropped it to the floor before adjusting his
woolen cap and leaning back against the concrete wall, his skin was a dark
brown with hair thick across his chest that trailed over his kinda fat
stomach down into his thick mass of pubic hair.  Spreading his muscled arms
apart he indicated he wanted to see me naked.

Pulling my shorts and undies down I kicked them aside, the front of my
T-shirt was wet with his piss so I left it on, my rock hard cock jutted up
hard and ready.  Squatting down I loved the feeling of cool sea air
circulating around my ass as my cheeks parted.

When we were happy with our positions he closed his eyes briefly,
concentrating hard I could see he was trying to get himself to piss.
Following his earlier idea I cupped my hand over his cock head then within
seconds I felt the hot bolt of piss hit hard against my skin.  Then holding
the pissing shaft straight into the air it fountained down into his
stomach, my wrist and my arm until they glistened wet.  He held his arms at
the side of his body so having full control of this Arab hose I aimed it
square at his face, sending it slashing across his face, he then opened his
mouth, instantly it filled with his own piss, his throat gulped heavily but
still piss poured clear from his mouth and rained down in across his body.

Closing his mouth he spat out stream of piss from his swollen cheeks it
landed in my hair before trickling down my spine into my ass crevice, for
one brief second I was sure it touched my asshole.  Our dirty actions got
me hot.  Opening my mouth as wide as I could I engulfed the pissing cock,
filling faster than I expected I swallowed as fast as I could, the hot tang
of Arab urine filling my stomach, my cheeks swollen but holding as hard as
I could against his cock, piss shooting from the corners of my mouth poured
down onto his trousers his boxers and my T-shirt.

I reached down and began to pump hard at my shaft.  I felt the last of his
piss pour into my throat, the last shots burning beautiful against my teeth
and my tongue, his cock was now growing, the heavy meatiness expanded
between my lips.  As the size grew within seconds I had to open my mouth
for air sending his piss running down the wide dark shaft.

This was gonna make me blow.  I felt his large hands cover either side of
my head as he humped his now steel hard cock into my mouth.  Pulling back I
sucked off all the moisture before dropping my face down into his piss
soaked pubic hair, his balls nestling against my chin, sweat covered and
steaming.

Soon the clammy smoothness of his pre-cum started to coat my tongue, throat
and his shaft.  Opening my eyes with his heavy cock pushing against the
inside of my cheek I loved the way his head lolled around with pleasure,
his eyes closed he sweated and grimaced in ecstasy.

Pumping hard at my sweaty, piss coated shaft the warm piss undie smell rose
to my face, I was close....humpfff...hu...huff...my hot breath shot from my
nose into his dark pubes as I blew, shots of jizz slapped against my chin
and the underneath of his balls.  A groan echoed loud in the toilet, before
my tongue was suddenly swimming in hot thick white juice, clamping my lips
onto his shaft I was gonna hold him, I was gonna do this.  He humped his
cock violently into my face, each time sending more boiling cum into my
throat.  The salt of a man, the taste of Arab cock and the smell of Arab
crotch electrified my head until finally it slowed.  His cum slimed down my
throat and my face dropped and rested on his thick, wet pubic hair, the air
alive with new smells he patted gently my wet hair as I let his dark,
softening cock slip from between my lips.

THE END

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