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gimiwan

Group Member • Apr 5th 2018

The content in this group has always been of keen interest to me. The reason for my interest involves the circumstances leading to my first orgasm, a story which I thought I might share here.

I was at that age when I had started getting erections, but hadn't yet figured out what to do with them. Late at night, after everyone else was asleep, I would lay on the couch and flip through the movie channels hoping to find something with frequent nudity. While I didn't know much about sex at that time, I did know that it involved my dick going inside something. I figured the couch cushions might be a suitable substitute, so I gave it a try. The texture of the cushions made things uncomfortable, and outright eliminated any possibility of thrusting, but on balance it felt good.

I continued like that for a while: staying up late to watch dirty movies with my dick in the couch. But it wasn't too long before that wasn't enough. There had to be some way to make this feel better. Then the impulse struck me, "I bet it would feel amazing if I peed." Fear of getting caught prevented me from doing anything that night, but the seed was planted.

The next night I grew bolder. I just had to try it out. I figured if I emptied my bladder into the couch, someone would surely notice, but I needed a little taste. So, with my dick buried deep within the couch, I let out a little squirt. The feeling was far beyond anything I had experienced before. One more couldn't hurt, so I let out another tiny squirt. But that was as far as I went that night. So that became my late night tradition.

Around that time I was being left home alone more often, and I took advantage of those opportunities. I started out like I did on those late nights, by peeing a bit in the couch. But, realizing I had the whole house to myself, I escalated my escapades. I started finding new and interesting places to pee: under beds, closet corners, piles of dirty clothes, shampoo bottles, and even the pickle jar. It was never more than a squirt or two in any location at a time, but it excited me in ways that I didn't fully understand.

Then one day, while peeing under my brother's bed, pressing down on my hard cock to get the right angle, it happened. I started spasming and didn't know why. I decided then that it was probably best to quit while I was ahead. I stopped pissing around my house.

Not long after that I figured out masturbation and was able to satisfy myself in more traditional manner. But the idea of pissing where you aren't supposed to has and always will be among my chief turn-ons.

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The content in this group has always been of keen interest to me. The reason for my interest involves the circumstances leading to my first orgasm, a story which I thought I might share here.

I was at that age when I had started getting erections, but hadn't yet figured out what to do with them. Late at night, after everyone else was asleep, I would lay on the couch and flip through the movie channels hoping to find something with frequent nudity. While I didn't know much about sex at that time, I did know that it involved my dick going inside something. I figured the couch cushions might be a suitable substitute, so I gave it a try. The texture of the cushions made things uncomfortable, and outright eliminated any possibility of thrusting, but on balance it felt good.

I continued like that for a while: staying up late to watch dirty movies with my dick in the couch. But it wasn't too long before that wasn't enough. There had to be some way to make this feel better. Then the impulse struck me, "I bet it would feel amazing if I peed." Fear of getting caught prevented me from doing anything that night, but the seed was planted.

The next night I grew bolder. I just had to try it out. I figured if I emptied my bladder into the couch, someone would surely notice, but I needed a little taste. So, with my dick buried deep within the couch, I let out a little squirt. The feeling was far beyond anything I had experienced before. One more couldn't hurt, so I let out another tiny squirt. But that was as far as I went that night. So that became my late night tradition.

Around that time I was being left home alone more often, and I took advantage of those opportunities. I started out like I did on those late nights, by peeing a bit in the couch. But, realizing I had the whole house to myself, I escalated my escapades. I started finding new and interesting places to pee: under beds, closet corners, piles of dirty clothes, shampoo bottles, and even the pickle jar. It was never more than a squirt or two in any location at a time, but it excited me in ways that I didn't fully understand.

Then one day, while peeing under my brother's bed, pressing down on my hard cock to get the right angle, it happened. I started spasming and didn't know why. I decided then that it was probably best to quit while I was ahead. I stopped pissing around my house.

Not long after that I figured out masturbation and was able to satisfy myself in more traditional manner. But the idea of pissing where you aren't supposed to has and always will be among my chief turn-ons.
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