A Pee Visit It was the first time I had been to Fred's house and it was
difficult not to marvel at the old Ford and ancient Chevrolet parked outside
his two car garage. They were spotless and waxed to high shines. His huge
living room was lined with antique musical instruments, and in the center of
the outer wall a magnificent electronic organ commanded the area. Fine art
paintings, originals, decorated the walls. Fred had to be a Renaissance man if
there ever was one. I had met Fred over the internet. Our common interest was
a bit unusual. We loved to watch people pee. Both of us had discussed where
this desire came from and finally came to the conclusion it was from early
boyhood experiences. We talked a while about his life and what brought me to
his state. I was embarrassed because I had never indulged in my sexual fetish
before. He was a young fifty-five and I was a young fifty. We both were in
good condition for our ages. He said he worked out and rode a bicycle to keep
fit. I owed my condition more to genes than to any real effort on my part. The
subject turned to our pee love. It was about noon if I could tell by the sun
radiating through the oversized picture window across the room from the organ.
He stood to his full six foot two and walked over to where I was sitting.
"Don, enough talk. Unzip me and feel my cock." I sucked in my wind. But I had
promised myself I was going to take the plunge when the subject came up. I had
a lifetime of hiding all my desires from everybody. This was the nineties and
it was time to walk out of the self-imposed straight jacket. I unzipped his
trousers front, reached in and gently took his limber dick in my hand. It was
larger than my own, although I knew mine was more than adequate. His had a
long foreskin, and its head hid in a dark cave of flesh. I could feel it swell
and rise and that sent shutters through my body. Mutual masturbation was part
of the whole adventure, but this was the first time I had ever touched a man's
penis other than for my own. It was exciting, almost as exciting as fingering
a woman's mysterious vagina. I stood up as he dropped his trousers. He was
fully erect now, but his dick-head was still hugged by foreskin. He wore a
blue briefs. I dropped my trousers. My circumcised dick-head was moist with
precum and he gently massaged the juice as I stroked his sex toy. Here we were
getting it on and I was starting to feel the need to take a piss. The need was
such that my penis was becoming softer and was definitely reading itself to
release the hot juice stored in my bladder. Poor timing, I thought. "Feel a
bit silly, Fred, but I got to pee. I do mean soon." It felt odd, having the
urgent need to release water while his hand was still stroking my softening
hard on. "I too feel the need. Tell you what, lets go into the bathroom. We
don't want to be standing on carpet doing what comes next" He seemed to know
what he was doing, I was definitely the follower. We walked into the bathroom.
He chucked at the look on my face, and my hand on my cock, squeezing off the
flow of liquid. He pulled me near him and eased his large rod into my jockey
shorts, stretching the front a little too wide for the stitches. A couple gave
away as he pulled my penis into the opening of his shorts. We were in a hug,
exchanging body warmth as I started peeing involuntarily. His urine gushed
into my shorts, and felt hot and wonderful as it cascaded up to the elastic
just under my bellybutton and spread its hot caressing fluid down both my legs
and into my awaiting shoes, above the top and puddled over onto the linoleum.
By the time we were finished peeing the room was steamy and flooded. Both our
dicks were hard and we pulled on each other's love dowels. I came first in a
wave of excitement, gasping for breath, letting go of Fred's wand as the jelly
like white juice jumped from my penis-head three or four inches, landing on
the floor next to his feet. I pumped on Fred's cock until he arched and let go
with large spurts of cum that slammed into my belly and stuck like paste. He
pressed a button beside the bathtub and a woman appeared. She was smiling and
carrying an assortment of cleaning supplies. I felt my face redden as she
started to towel me off. 


"You boys having fun?" It was a rhetorical question. "She's the maid for the
day," Fred explained. "Fawn." "Nice to meet you," I said in a stammer as she
started to wipe off my penis. "Likewise, I'm sure." Her voice was as warm and
caressing as the urine bath we had taken. She had long auburn hair and
upturned lips that were shouting to be kissed. Her short black uniform skirt
did not hide her underpantless charm. "Perhaps I can join you two a little
later?" It was not so much a question as it was a promise. "She's a friend who
came to help out while you are here." Fred had taken off his soaked shorts and
shoes and stepped into the shower. He motioned me in and I obeyed, following
the leader. The warm water quickly washed off all the urine, which had started
to cool down. "Now watch." He nodded toward his dick. Yellow liquid shot out
at a different angle than the shower water. I put my hand under the stream and
felt its warmth compete with the shower water. I let go with what I had left
and his hands cupped in my juice. Later that evening a fine meal was
gracefully served to us by Fawn, bending over and displaying two magnificent
breasts unencumbered by any bra. As she moved to the kitchen and bent over,
her pubic hair put an image into my mind that combined with a lifetime of
views, each collected with relish and a stiffening dick.

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 I could see Fred eyes
following my enjoyment and it seemed to give him much pleasure. After dinner
Fawn sat next to me. She felt warm and she made sure I was seeing all of her
body without taking off a stitch of clothes. We drank beer and talked about
life in general, and sex in particular. Fred played some Bach on the organ.
The music was a flawless as a finished recording. I started to get up to
negotiate to the bathroom to let go of some beer. Fawn's hand pressed on my
crotch and pushed me back into the chair. She kissed me, long and deep as she
rubbed the outside of my trousers. I quickly got hard as she whispered into my
ear. "You won't pee while your hard." 


About the time my great pleasure was turning to pain, Fred had started to
wiggle, as was Fawn. "Bedroom time." Fred said. We walked to the back of the
house and into a large master bedroom. In the center was a king sized bed with
a blue rubber sheet for a bedspread. "Take off the duds and lie down, Don."
Starting to wiggle I said: "Can't I hit the bathroom first. I got to go
king-size!" "Trust me," he said, leading me to the bed, jumping out of his own
clothes, and guiding me onto the soft surface of the plastic rubber- like
sheet. The rubber sheet felt strange for a moment but I got use to it
speedily. What I was not use to was about to involuntarily pee because someone
was pushing me onto a bed. I knew this was why we drank the beer, but somehow
the game was more stimulating by acting as if I had no idea of what was going
on. Fred lay beside me. "Okay, partner, let 'er go!" My pee shot up in an ark,
cascading down onto our bodies, soaking our stomachs, legs and splattering
onto our faces. He had let go at the same time and his pee shot above my own,
mingled in a warm embarrass, and fell back upon us. It was great fun. Once I
was empty my hard-on returned. He finished moments later. Meanwhile, behind
us, Fawn was watching us as she dropped her clothes and fingered her sex
opening. Our dicks were standing at attention. He took hold of mine and
started to pump and I never felt so good and was ready to cum immediately. I
took hold of his larger erect shaft and began to pump. We both were breathing
so heavily we could not speak. I came in short bursts of pure pleasure. He
came simultaneously, but in large spurts of cum flying up into the air and
coming down like parachutes of paratroopers, splashing onto my belly. He
quickly reached over and rubbed the cum into my skin. I collected my cum and
rubbed it into his stomach as he caught a glance of someone outside the
window. He moved in one catlike motion and was at the window. "Care to join
us?" he said to the form outside. He walked to the door in the far corner and
held it open for the person. In walked a beautiful young lanky lad, who I
would judge to be fifteen or so. He quickly stepped out of his clothes. His
dick was as long as I ever saw and a little bit on the thin side. It was hard
and quivering. They climbed back on the bed and my friend stroked the young
lad's penis until little drops appeared on his dick-head. I watched, rubbing
my own sex instrument. The boy came in a gush that puddled up on his stomach.
He had deposited twice as much cum than both of us combined. The younger man
asked: "Can I pee. I got to go." Fawn arched her back and came in orgasmic
spasms. It is like she was the forgotten person in the room. "By all means,"
my friend answered to the young man. "Spray it around on both of us." Out it
came, hot and steamy, arching right and left, soaking us, the sheet and part
of the carpet on Fred's side. It looked like a fire hose discharging, and felt
like hot bath water splashing over us. We were soaked. I did not think we
could become more soaked. I was soaked and Fred was soaked and Kevin (I
learned his name later that night.) was soaked. We forgot about Fawn, who by
now had a bursting bladder. She climbed above us, Fred lying between her legs.
Her pussy gleamed from a few drops that had escaped as he climbed onto the
bed. She let it drop, spraying over all of us, covering us with a summer
blanket of piss. It was the single most exciting thing I had ever seen,
experienced, or even dreamt. She sprayed herself as the endless stream gushed,
spilling over the sides of the bed. I hoped he had flood insurance. She
stepped over Fred and placed me between her legs. She let a little leftover
hot juice fall upon me and my physic. Her knees bent and she fell against me,
her body bringing me to a passion I had not felt in my lifetime. I was inside
her and she moved up and down, sideways, doing all the work. Fred and the
young lad were getting it on. Not sure what they were doing as Fawn had all of
my attention. Oho! It was good!! Later that night Fred played some more Bach
for us. The music filled the little house and it was very erotic. Jacking off
to organ music is an experience in itself. Jacking off with Fawn was
fantastic. I mean, I enjoyed Fred and our mutual pees and jerk-offs-- but I
ENJOYED Fawn. I soon left the state. My business was done. My life experience
had been accomplished. And, I found out Fawn had a sister in the town next to
mine. Dawn is Fawn's twin. We have many similar interests. You should see us
when we become horny. We never leave each other's company until completely at
peace with our sexual equipment. However, what you really should see what we
do together when Fawn comes to town on an a visit! 

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