I became the cleaner of my friend's last drops of piss.
of
Alex RG73
genre
pissing
This is a confession of my life, which until now was a secret. Because, I decided to share this part of my real life.
How this story is not a sexual fantasy, it is really a part of my life and mainly my first sexual experience.I may forget to mention some details when writing this story. I will be available to answer any questions readers may have in the comments.
I am of Hispanic origin and at that time I was living with my grandmother and my father in a city in New Mexico. This happened between 1983 and 1986, years when the Internet did not yet exist.And all social activity took place in sharing the afternoons with neighbors and outdoor activities.
As a preamble, I would like to tell you that I like to wear dresses at home, I like feminine activities, but in public I always wear masculine clothing.Going back to my story, at that time it was very difficult to express any liking towards a person of the same sex.
I had a neighbor of Caucasian origin who, like any other strong young man, dedicated himself to washing cars in the garage of his house to earn extra money.I had a good friendship with him, every afternoon or sometimes in the morning, I would go out to talk with him.And when my neighbor was washing a car, I liked to chat with him while he did his job. I always sat on a large garden chair that was in a corner inside the garage. And next to the chair was the entrance to a small bathroom. From the chair, I could watch my neighbor wash the car and I could also see inside the bathroom.While I was with my neighbor, I rarely helped him by giving him something he needed, but generally I was just sitting there.My neighbor, every time he entered the bathroom to urinate, left the door open While he continued talking and joking with me.
It was totally obvious that I was sitting in the chair and I was always watching my neighbor's cock while he was urinating, and of course the urine.My neighbor would always shake his cock after urinating after finishing urinating and then he would pull up his shorts and button them up.
That was twice, and on very rare occasions up to three times, a day. He really liked to drink Sprite with lots of ice, it was a soft drink that he really liked to drink from a giant glass.
Every time he went to pee I could watch him from the garden chair, which was located next to the door.
The first time I watched him pee it was very shocking and very uncomfortable for me to watch his cock pee, to hear the stream of urine.And finally he watches the drops of his urine fall everywhere when he shakes.
For my neighbor, it was normal not to close the bathroom door and urinate even though I was sitting next to the door. But for me, it was different.For me it was curiosity to look at his cock which was of an average size. I can't lie, but after several occasions I started to like looking, and it made me curious to touch his cock.
It is obvious that my feminine inclination was to see and feel a man, but at that moment I could not express it because of our good friendship that we both had as neighbors.My bedroom window in my house was next to my neighbor's garage. And on a few occasions my neighbor watched me through the window, wearing a dress.And I know this because, back then, my neighbor once asked me if I liked dressing up in women's clothes. I simply told him it was just a game.And my neighbor laughed. But that didn't happen.
After many occasions of watching my neighbor urinate, one hot day while he was washing and waxing a car, he went to urinate,And he surprises me, who was staring at his cock while he was peeing. Then he says to me in an annoyed voice: (Neighbor - "what are you looking at, if you want to touch it tell me.") I was quite nervous and told him I was sorry. And I stayed silent. He finished urinating and started to shake his cock, and he said to me again:(Neighbor- "Alex, do you want to play yes or no.") I didn't know what to answer and I just said "YES" Then he comes out of the bathroom with his cock out and stands in front of me, and says: (Neighbor - "Touch it") I immediately touch his cock and he says to me: (Neighbor - "Now shake my cock") And I made some up and down movements, to shake his cock, and a couple of drops fell on my hand.That was my first experience of touching and feeling a cock. After a few days, the next time he was washing a car, I went to talk to him, as was my custom.I sat in the same chair as always.
On that day, he went into the bathroom, and while he was urinating he said to me: (Neighbor: "Alex, are you going to want to touch me?"), I answered yes, then while he was urinating, he said to me:(Neighbor: "When I'm done, come in so you can shake my dick.") I answer yes. Then when I finish peeing, he talks to me and I immediately go in and lean over to shake his dick. On that occasion, many more drops came out. After a few seconds, he says to me: (Neighbor - now put my cock away) So I did it and my neighbor came out of the bathroom smiling to continue his activity.That happened a couple of times during that day.So several days went by and every time I was talking to him in the garage, he did the same thing every time my neighbor came in to urinate.And for me it was an exciting activity because I was finally touching a man's cock.After several occasions I started to squat. I adopted that squatting position because it began to be more comfortable for me to be at waist level with my neighbor, who now remembers that on several occasions I felt my neighbor's hand on my head.I started doing this shaking activity every time he finished urinating.Afterwards, it was very normal for me and I got used to it. I remember that on many occasions a few drops of his urine fell on my hands and only a few times they fell on my face.
After many similar occasions that I experienced with my neighbor. My emotions changed to a habit of doing that constantly, but at the same time I wanted to feel my neighbor's cock on my lips.
So on one of those days I had to jerk my dick. I asked him if I could suck his dick and he replied: (Neighbor: No, I don't want to. If you want to clean the tip of my cock, do it.)So with my tongue I cleaned the tip of his cock, and for the first time, I tasted a drop of urine. And after that day, every time my neighbor peed, he told me to shake it off and clean it up.That's how I spent more than two years cleaning the last drops of urine that came out of my neighbor's cock with my tongue.
After a few months I got used to it and did it normally, and every time my neighbor went into the bathroom to urinate, he would talk to me to clean his dick of the urine residue.He didn't allow me to suck his cock, but I learned how to clean the piss off his cock.
I may have forgotten to describe many details of this part of my life, but I am willing to answer readers' questions.That will make me remember a lot more about that episode of my life.And in case I remember more or a reader asks me to write more. I'm happy to do it.
How this story is not a sexual fantasy, it is really a part of my life and mainly my first sexual experience.I may forget to mention some details when writing this story. I will be available to answer any questions readers may have in the comments.
I am of Hispanic origin and at that time I was living with my grandmother and my father in a city in New Mexico. This happened between 1983 and 1986, years when the Internet did not yet exist.And all social activity took place in sharing the afternoons with neighbors and outdoor activities.
As a preamble, I would like to tell you that I like to wear dresses at home, I like feminine activities, but in public I always wear masculine clothing.Going back to my story, at that time it was very difficult to express any liking towards a person of the same sex.
I had a neighbor of Caucasian origin who, like any other strong young man, dedicated himself to washing cars in the garage of his house to earn extra money.I had a good friendship with him, every afternoon or sometimes in the morning, I would go out to talk with him.And when my neighbor was washing a car, I liked to chat with him while he did his job. I always sat on a large garden chair that was in a corner inside the garage. And next to the chair was the entrance to a small bathroom. From the chair, I could watch my neighbor wash the car and I could also see inside the bathroom.While I was with my neighbor, I rarely helped him by giving him something he needed, but generally I was just sitting there.My neighbor, every time he entered the bathroom to urinate, left the door open While he continued talking and joking with me.
It was totally obvious that I was sitting in the chair and I was always watching my neighbor's cock while he was urinating, and of course the urine.My neighbor would always shake his cock after urinating after finishing urinating and then he would pull up his shorts and button them up.
That was twice, and on very rare occasions up to three times, a day. He really liked to drink Sprite with lots of ice, it was a soft drink that he really liked to drink from a giant glass.
Every time he went to pee I could watch him from the garden chair, which was located next to the door.
The first time I watched him pee it was very shocking and very uncomfortable for me to watch his cock pee, to hear the stream of urine.And finally he watches the drops of his urine fall everywhere when he shakes.
For my neighbor, it was normal not to close the bathroom door and urinate even though I was sitting next to the door. But for me, it was different.For me it was curiosity to look at his cock which was of an average size. I can't lie, but after several occasions I started to like looking, and it made me curious to touch his cock.
It is obvious that my feminine inclination was to see and feel a man, but at that moment I could not express it because of our good friendship that we both had as neighbors.My bedroom window in my house was next to my neighbor's garage. And on a few occasions my neighbor watched me through the window, wearing a dress.And I know this because, back then, my neighbor once asked me if I liked dressing up in women's clothes. I simply told him it was just a game.And my neighbor laughed. But that didn't happen.
After many occasions of watching my neighbor urinate, one hot day while he was washing and waxing a car, he went to urinate,And he surprises me, who was staring at his cock while he was peeing. Then he says to me in an annoyed voice: (Neighbor - "what are you looking at, if you want to touch it tell me.") I was quite nervous and told him I was sorry. And I stayed silent. He finished urinating and started to shake his cock, and he said to me again:(Neighbor- "Alex, do you want to play yes or no.") I didn't know what to answer and I just said "YES" Then he comes out of the bathroom with his cock out and stands in front of me, and says: (Neighbor - "Touch it") I immediately touch his cock and he says to me: (Neighbor - "Now shake my cock") And I made some up and down movements, to shake his cock, and a couple of drops fell on my hand.That was my first experience of touching and feeling a cock. After a few days, the next time he was washing a car, I went to talk to him, as was my custom.I sat in the same chair as always.
On that day, he went into the bathroom, and while he was urinating he said to me: (Neighbor: "Alex, are you going to want to touch me?"), I answered yes, then while he was urinating, he said to me:(Neighbor: "When I'm done, come in so you can shake my dick.") I answer yes. Then when I finish peeing, he talks to me and I immediately go in and lean over to shake his dick. On that occasion, many more drops came out. After a few seconds, he says to me: (Neighbor - now put my cock away) So I did it and my neighbor came out of the bathroom smiling to continue his activity.That happened a couple of times during that day.So several days went by and every time I was talking to him in the garage, he did the same thing every time my neighbor came in to urinate.And for me it was an exciting activity because I was finally touching a man's cock.After several occasions I started to squat. I adopted that squatting position because it began to be more comfortable for me to be at waist level with my neighbor, who now remembers that on several occasions I felt my neighbor's hand on my head.I started doing this shaking activity every time he finished urinating.Afterwards, it was very normal for me and I got used to it. I remember that on many occasions a few drops of his urine fell on my hands and only a few times they fell on my face.
After many similar occasions that I experienced with my neighbor. My emotions changed to a habit of doing that constantly, but at the same time I wanted to feel my neighbor's cock on my lips.
So on one of those days I had to jerk my dick. I asked him if I could suck his dick and he replied: (Neighbor: No, I don't want to. If you want to clean the tip of my cock, do it.)So with my tongue I cleaned the tip of his cock, and for the first time, I tasted a drop of urine. And after that day, every time my neighbor peed, he told me to shake it off and clean it up.That's how I spent more than two years cleaning the last drops of urine that came out of my neighbor's cock with my tongue.
After a few months I got used to it and did it normally, and every time my neighbor went into the bathroom to urinate, he would talk to me to clean his dick of the urine residue.He didn't allow me to suck his cock, but I learned how to clean the piss off his cock.
I may have forgotten to describe many details of this part of my life, but I am willing to answer readers' questions.That will make me remember a lot more about that episode of my life.And in case I remember more or a reader asks me to write more. I'm happy to do it.
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