Date: Fri, 4 Feb 2011 12:14:21 +0000
From: Gay Guy <thegyc@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Tommi's Exploration (Masturbation, Urination)

Disclaimer: This is fiction, if you're under 18 log off and come back in a
few years, everyone else enjoy. x

Tommi's Exploration

16 year-old Tommi stepped into the shower cubicle, gripping his raging hard
on. He didn't turn the water on, not yet anyway. He looked down at his
smooth shaved body of which he was so proud as he held his skinny 7-inch
dick, aiming it up his body towards his face. His warm, yellow morning piss
trickled out slowly at first, dribbling down his shaft and hand but he
quickly built up the pressure so that the jet of piss was smacking him in
the chest and pouring down his slender body. He eased the jet up until it
was hitting his neck, grinning at the dirtiness of it as he made the move
to aim the jet right into his mouth. He felt piss fly over his face,
soaking into his hair as he drank what he could of his acrid yellow piss.
He felt dirtiest when the piss was yellow, although he didn't enjoy the
taste as much unless he was extremely horny. The stream eased off, moving
back down his body and slowed to a stop. With his left hand, Tommi began to
rub his glistening body, spreading his golden piss into his hairless
armpits, over his smooth thighs and down his ass crack while he licked the
juices off his right hand which had been gripping his still hard cock. He
then stepped out of the cubicle and dried himself off, inhaling the scent
of his dried piss as he sat on the toilet to take a shit. His cock was
still rock solid as he did his business, so a bit more piss dripped out
over his thighs. He wiped his smooth asshole clean and flushed, using his
fingers to scoop up the piss that had landed on his thighs so that he could
drink that too. It was even more acrid than before, which drove Tommi to
groan loudly with horny pleasure.

His parents were away and had left him home alone for the weekend so he
crossed the hall naked and lay on his bed, driving himself wild with the
aroma of his piss-soaked body. He lay on his back and quickly shoved a
finger up his tight shaved asshole, poking it in deep before adding a
second, then a third. Sometimes he could manage more, but he stopped at
three this time and gently drilled his asshole with his own hand. However,
anal satisfaction was one thing, but Tommi had another idea. He pulled his
hand out of his widened hole and examined it; his fingers were covered in
his silky ass juices with streaks of his recent shit on them. Tommi brought
his dirty hand to his nose to sniff it -- the overpowering and delightful
smell of ass making him moan with lust. He wiped the worst of the shit off
his hands - just to be careful, although he wished he could just enjoy it
too -- before shoving his fingers hungrily into his mouth. Tommi loved
the sweet taste of his ass even more than piss and wished it was less of a
taboo to do so because it drove him wild with pleasure. He longed to rim a
sweaty, hairy, slightly shitty ass and wipe it clean for its hairy owner,
before being forced to drink their piss. He knew he had to do it one day;
he just wasn't so sure how.

He found a pair of his dad's worn boxers in a washing basket, draping them
over his nose so that he could revel in the smell of his dad's sweet stale
piss. He couldn't get enough of the dirty scent, sniffing and licking like
a dog while he wanked feverishly. He sucked on the material until he was
sure he had all the stale piss his dad's boxers had to offer, before
tentatively sniffing the skid marks at the back of the boxers. This was a
tradition of Tommi's; he did it with his dad's boxers, his friends', his
cousins', anyone's who he could get his hands on, but his dad's were his
favourite because he had always longed for some form of sexual relationship
with his dad. He knew it would never happen, but the scent of his dad's
hole drove him wild! He held himself off from licking the skids for the
moment. Maybe once he was feeling dirtier...

This was the best wank Tommi had had in ages; he had to keep it going for
as long as possible. He knew he would just keep getting dirtier and dirtier
and he was desperate to see how far he'd go. He was horny enough at the
moment to decide that staying in the house wasn't enough for him anymore,
so he stood up, inhaled his dirty aroma and grinned mischievously. Tommi
lived in the middle of the countryside, away from peers whom he'd bother
about seeing him in this state, so he threw on a tight white t-shirt and a
pair of skimpy shorts which clearly showed his ever-prominent bulge. He
downed three large glasses of water, filling up his bladder for
later. Finally, with a pair of sandals he was ready to go.

*

His day had started ordinarily enough, waking up with a raging hard on as
usual, and then he remembered he had the house to himself. That meant porn
and lots of it. It started off innocently; he quickly checked the gay chat
sites he was a member of, smiling hungrily at the naked photos a slim
thirty six year old guy had sent him in reply to his own with the message
`mmm you are so sexy, wish we lived closer.' It gave Tommi a sense of
perverse satisfaction to imagine men wanking over his naked body,
fantasizing about sucking his cock and fucking his virgin asshole. He then
delved into a gay fetish site, first enjoying a guy pissing all over
himself in his clothes before wringing his wet t-shirt into his mouth and
wanking until he came all over his smooth chest. The next video was of two
guys sharing their piss in a 69 position, and after that a black man
pissing over a white slave before ramming his ten inch cock up the slave's
ass. Tommi was more horny than usual, maybe it was the freedom of having no
parents around who could arrive home at any time, and he was intrigued by
raunchy sex stories he'd read, involving shit.

There were plenty of amateur videos of fat, ugly men eating their shit, but
Tommi couldn't look at them. There was a video of a sexy twink licking
another gorgeous guy's shaved hole, until the guy started shitting in the
twink's mouth, and Tommi couldn't enjoy that either. However, he found a
video of a young but hairy Italian guy fingering his hairy asshole,
eventually pulling his fingers out and showing that they had shit on
them. With the same hand the young guy grabbed his hard cock and jacked
off, bits of shit spreading onto his dick until he came, cum flying over
the hairy body. The guy then licked his hand clean before pissing over his
body and into his mouth, and the video ended with the guy cleaning himself
with a ragged towel which he sucked and licked. By this Tommi was so
aroused that he closed down his laptop and headed for the shower.

*

Tommi grabbed his bike from the garage and set off down the winding country
roads, past endless green fields and very few cars. He was aroused that the
people in the cars would see his hard cock tenting the tight fabric of his
tiny shorts, and he could feel precum dripping from his cock as it rubbed
against the material. The purpose of his bike ride was to fulfil a fantasy
which he had had for years; to piss himself whilst cycling outdoors, miles
from his house. After twenty minutes, he turned around to head back in the
direction of his house. He waited until he was at the top of a large hill
before letting his piss explode out of his hard cock, feeling it cascade
around his shorts, dripping into his ass crack and down his smooth
thighs. Utterly incredible, like he knew it would be. But he needed
more. He didn't know where this insatiable sexual appetite had come from
but he loved it.

When Tommi got back to his house he lay down in his garden in the warm
summer sun, pulled off his clothes and feverishly licked and sucked his
piss soaked shorts. He reeked of sweat and piss and the smell turned him on
even more if that was possible. He gently began to play with his asshole
for the second time that day, getting four fingers in this time and slowly
fucking his own hole. He could feel a bit of shit inside his hole,
something which he thought he'd find disgusting but was undoubtedly turned
on by. He carefully played with the shit, allowing just the tips of his
fingers to enjoy the dirty texture, before pulling his hand out and
examining his dirty fingers. His fingertips were lightly coated with brown
shit, and it surprisingly smelt pretty good. He sat and looked at his dirty
fingers. Could he actually physically taste his own shit? A few months ago
even the idea would have revolted him, but now, it seemed so simple. It
wasn't as though he was eating a log of shit, he thought, just a bit on the
tips of his fingers. What harm would it do? Still that doubt remained,
despite the attractive scent and his overpowering horniness.

Questions rang in Tommi's dirty mind. Will I regret it once I cum? Will it
make me ill? Do I want to be that degrading to myself?

He brought the dirty hand up to his nose again and inhaled deeply. The
sweet aroma made him shudder with pleasure. It was a battle; mind over
matter. He could drink his piss, lick his own dad's and many other guys'
dirty boxers, fist his own asshole, shave his entire body and wank in dirty
public toilets. He was able to watch dirty, raunchy porn and get turned on
by raunchy sex stories. He'd been attracted to raunchy sex before he even
knew it was a fetish; back when he was 14 and had seen his friend's dirty,
hairy asshole and realised that he wanted to jump right in there and lick
it. He was horny as fuck and knew that now he had the idea in his head he
wouldn't clear it until he tried it. He thought of the video he'd watched
and how aroused he'd been.

Fuck it. Here goes nothing. I'll try anything once, Tommi thought, staring
hungrily at his hand, licking his lips.


....

What do you want him to do? ;)