When our plumbing got all screwed up, my brother and I had to figure out where we could pee comfortably. Things got kind of intimate...
Warning: Lots of urine involved
Earlier this past summer, the plumbing at our house got screwed up somehow. My dad called the plumber before leaving for work in the morning, and he assured my brother Alex and I that the guy would be here to fix it by eight.
Unfortunately, he had a ton of stuff going on at work, and he probably wouldn't be back until long after midnight, leaving the two of us alone with no working facilities. At first, we figured we could just ask our neighbors if we could use their bathrooms, but after going through the hassle twice each (plus realizing quite a few of them weren't home), we got tired of it. Even worse, it was a hot day and we were drinking quite a lot of liquids, so we needed to pee a lot.
It was Alex that suggested we just pee in the shower. I don't exactly understand the intricacies of plumbing, but apparently whatever was screwed up with the toilet wasn't affecting the shower, so we figured that was the best plan.
Every time we had to pee, we'd strip down and start the water. Then I'd crouch in the tub and let it out. While it was a bit annoying to have to strip down beforehand and then dry off and dress afterward every time, it wasn't as bad as going out in the heat searching for friendly neighbors every so often.
Realizing it did take quite a bit longer than usual though, the two of us started trying to hold it for as long as possible. It wasn't long before it became sort of a competition. We'd both drink a lot of water or soda, then sit on the couch and watch TV until one of us couldn't hold it any longer. At that point, we'd make a mad dash for the bathroom. At one point, Alex held it so long that by the time he gave in, he didn't even bother to strip before jumping in the water, deciding he'd rather soak his clothes in water than in his own piss.
For most of the day, I was "winning." Eventually, the plumber called us to let us know he'd be a little late, not arriving until after nine. Realizing we had a bit of extra time, Alex decided he was going to take an actual shower now. I immediately objected, as I hadn't gone in a while. He told me I could probably hold it for another fifteen minutes.
Of course, being the jerk of an older brother he often is, his shower was taking way longer. He had already been in there almost a half hour when I realized I was going to burst. I rushed in there and yelled at him to get out.
He laughed and told me I was losing my touch, and that I could hold it for another five minutes. I told him to get out again, and he refused. He said that if I really needed to go that badly, I could just get in and do it.
At first I shouted "No way!" Unlike him, I most definitely needed to get my pants off to pee, and there was no way I would let him see me half-naked. I also had no intention of seeing him completely nude. After an agonizing minute of waiting however, I realized he had no intention of getting out until I had either stepped into the tub or wet myself outside.
As angry as I was that he was getting his way, I hurriedly stripped down and jumped in. Trying to avoid looking at Alex, I pushed him to the back of the shower and stepped into the stream. In that single moment however, I got an eyeful of my brother's dick. It was rock hard and he had his right hand wrapped around the shaft.
As if he wasn't enough of an asshole right now, he was seriously masturbating while screwing with me. I tried to get the image out of my head while I squatted next to the drain and finally let all of my pee out. It was no use, I could hear the sound of his slick soapy hand moving up and down his member.
Although I hate to admit it, my brother is pretty hot. He goes to the gym nearly every day and his body is amazing, though not overly muscular. I wasn't even close to finishing as I had drank a ton of soda. Even worse, the pee was splashing back against my crotch and kind of turning me on.
So, with the winning combination of boredom and arousal, I couldn't help but turn and sneak a peek at my naked brother. And of course, as soon as I did, I realized he had been sneaking a peak at me. He was stroking himself very slowly and clearly enjoying the view. We both froze up as we caught each others' eye. I wanted to scream at him for being a pervert, but I knew that would be so hypocritical. We just ended up staring at each other for a good minute and a half, both turning bright red, at which point I realized my stream had finished.
I turned back around really quick, splashed some water against my pussy to clean any extra pee off of it, and then rushed out of the tub as fast as possible. It was only after I had grabbed a towel and dried myself off that I realized my clit was practically throbbing. I rubbed the towel between my legs and discovered that most of the wetness down there wasn't from the shower. Even worse, my brother had begun to grunt as I heard the sound of his fist colliding with his wet crotch increase in frequency.
Before I knew it, I had rushed out of the bathroom, not even bothering to pick up my clothes, and dove onto my bed. Without even thinking I thrust two fingers inside my cunt and started pumping them in and out. I was desperately in need of an orgasm, and I only lasted about two minutes before I finger-fucked myself to climax.
I just lied there on my back, my thighs still sticky, until I heard the bathroom door open. Alex walked out, now wearing a pair of basketball shorts that had a bit of a tent in them. I sat up, too out of it to think about covering myself up. He blushed and averted his gaze, then threw me my clothes. He immediately turned toward his bedroom, his hand starting to hover in front of his crotch.
It took me another minute before the insane amount of embarrassment finally hit me. I had watched my brother jack off, to the sight of me peeing while completely naked no less! And then that turned me on so much that I fingered myself! I felt so screwed up right then. I locked my door and got dressed and then just decided to lie in bed.
I eventually heard the plumber come to the door and Alex let him in. The guy was there for maybe an hour and a half. I couldn't really hear what he was saying to my brother whenever they talked, but the guy made a lot of noise in the bathroom.
Once I had heard him leave, I finally worked up the courage to face Alex again. Before I could even make it to his bedroom though, I passed by the open bathroom door and practically screamed. The toilet tank was open, and pieces of piping and other stuff were lying around both on the floor and in the bathtub. The shower drain itself was also removed and lying on the floor.
I ran straight to Alex's room. Before I could even get a word out he explained. "The guy said we've got some big problem, so he had to shut off all of the water. He'll be back tomorrow to fix it."
I didn't understand how he could be so nonchalant. "So, what do we do about... you know?" We obviously weren't going to pee in the tub if there was no water to wash it down the drain. And there was no way we'd bother our neighbors in the middle of the night.
Alex rolled his eyes. "Duh. We do it outside." And that was apparently all he had to say.
"Uh, you can do it outside. But there's no way I can!"
I don't remember the details exactly, but he essentially argued that if I could squat to pee in the shower, then I could squat to pee in the backyard. I told him that it's not the same, and that it's gross and dark out there. But he just said the only other choices were to hold it or to wet myself.
Lost for words, I stormed off back to my bedroom and slammed the door. I looked at the clock. It was almost 11. I should just try to sleep and by the time I woke up, it would be more appropriate to ask the neighbors. Or better yet, I might end up sleeping in and wake to find the plumbing had already been fixed.
Unfortunately, my nerves got to me. I found myself lying awake an hour and a half later with my bladder feeling full again. At that point, I was trying desperately to think of any option besides going outside. I thought of maybe peeing in a bottle or heading back to the tub and squatting directly above the drain. I realized my aim was too terrible for either of those to be good plans.
Without any running water, I wouldn't be able to run the washing machine. If I just gave in and peed myself right there, I'd probably have to throw my shorts and panties away since the urine would set in long before I could clean them. i really liked those shorts. That was not an option.
With every passing second I felt more and more desperate to let it all out. I ended up getting out of bed and pacing the hallway. Wondering how much time had passed, I checked the clock in my bedroom to see how much longer I would have to wait. It was 12:50. All of twenty minutes had passed in what felt like an eternity. There was no way I could hold it until morning.
I finally gave in and knocked on Alex's door. My brother opened it wearing nothing but a pair of tight gray boxer briefs. There was quite a prominent bulge. Turning my eyes away, I rushed to get the words out. "WillyougooutsidewithmesoIcanpee?"
He stared at me for a second and then rubbed his eyes. "...what?"
I groaned. "I need to pee really badly. Go outside so I won't have to be alone."
He rolled his eyes and started to close his door. "We have a porch light you know. Go by yourself."
I pushed the door open again and grabbed his arm. "Pleeeeease!!" I tried to look as pathetic as possible. Against my better judgement, I pressed my chest up against his bare body. I could feel him stiffen down below.
He sighed and pushed me away. "Whatever. I was gonna wait a bit before going myself, but if you really need me..."
Triumphant, I followed him out our back door. He turned on the porch light and we both stepped down into the grass. Luckily, the light didn't go very far, so any neighbors who happened to be looking out their windows couldn't see anyone off the porch.
Alex immediately headed for the opposite side of the yard. Though it was dark, I could see him spread his legs to get started. Just like in the shower, I headed the opposite way and faced away from him. I took off my bottoms and crouched down, finally relaxing as I let out another powerful stream.
I was around 10 seconds into my stream when I realized I couldn't hear anything coming from Alex. Not wanting a repeat of earlier, I elected to keep facing away. "I thought you had to go too?"
Alex groaned. He sounded uncomfortable. "Yeah, I just haven't started yet." He let out another grunt, and then I heard a quick stream of piss that stopped almost immediately. A couple of seconds later, he made another noise and there was a second stream that lasted only a split second longer than the previous one. Following that one, I could hear Alex breathe really heavily.
Not even halfway finished with my own stream, I started to get worried. "Alex, are you okay?"
"Why?" He didn't even bother to answer the question.
"You keep starting and stopping. It sounds like it hurts."
He didn't say anything for a few seconds. Then he let out a louder grunt and what sounded like a more powerful stream shot out. This one lasted maybe two seconds before being cut off. He wheezed a bit following that one.
"I have a boner, okay?!" He finally blurted that out.
My stream beginning to slow, I slowly pivoted so that I could face him without getting any piss on my feet. "So? Jack off."
He groaned. "I can't. It hurts too much when I really have to pee."
As I reached the last few drops of urine, I realized I had nothing to clean myself with. I stood up and reluctantly wiped my own hand across my pee-stained vulva, then wiped that on my thigh. "So wait until it goes down."
He took a deep breath and then let loose another painful stream. "It's not gonna go away."
Still naked from the waist down, my curiosity was getting the better of me, and I started to cross the yard. "So what are you gonna do?"
Alex was getting frustrated at me at this point. "I'm gonna keep spraying out burning piss in small bursts until I'm all out!"
Learning that it burned made me feel like crap. "This is my fault, isn't it?"
Alex sighed. "No. I'm always hard at night."
Losing all inhibition, I sped up my pace and marched right over to him. Not thinking, I stepped directly in front of him and felt a warm puddle of urine under my feet. My eyes grew wide as I saw his swollen cock pointed directly at me. It was completely rigid and covered in thick veins. The head was swollen and turning purple. It was constantly dripping urine.
Surprised, he backed away. "What the hell?"
I reached out and gripped his cock with my right hand. "Liar. You're hard because you watched me pee in the shower earlier and because I rubbed my tits on you a few minutes ago."
Not sure exactly what it would accomplish, I started to stroke his shaft. To my surprise, it felt completely dry. Aside from the beads of piss escaping from the tip, he had no lubrication whatsoever.
Realizing that's why it hurt so much to jack off, I reached down with my free hand and thrust my fingers inside my cunt. Now sticky with my juices, I retracted them and rubbed them first over Alex's swollen head and then across most of the shaft.
Alex was visibly shaking, but he wasn't moving away from me anymore. "This is so fucked up! Stop touching it!"
I returned my fingers to my pussy to re-lube them. Once I had applied another coat of my juices, I started to jack him off with my right hand. "Shut up! You jerked off in the shower while watching me pee!"
He tried to stifle a moan as I beat him off. "I was already doing it before you got there! That doesn't count..."
I sped up the handjob while using my free hand to start rubbing my clit. "You know what's really fucked up? That got me soaking wet! I went in my room and I fingered myself while thinking of you..."
I have no idea why I decided to blurt that out. It seemed to get to him though, as he didn't say anything else for the rest of the handjob. He kept grunting and moaning as I felt him finally start to make his own lube. It wasn't even two minutes before the first rope of hot cum splashed against my arm. Surprised, I pulled my arm away. This removed the only obstacle that would have kept the next two shots from hitting my face.
Still super horny and a little in shock, I wiped the cum off my face and stared at it. Before his cock even got a chance to soften, a powerful stream of piss fired out, splashing against my shoulder for a second before I moved out of the way.
Alex quickly gripped his dick to focus the warm spray directly in front of him. The noise he made as the stream increased almost sounded like an orgasmic moan. I couldn't stop staring as I realized his stream was hitting the fence from about six feet away.
He must have realized what I was thinking. "...I really had to go."
I couldn't help but laugh a bit. As I finished watching him, I absentmindedly continued to finger myself, but Alex didn't say anything about it.
Once he was finished, my brother shook his dick and put it back away in his boxer briefs. "Sorry for splashing you. Once I shot my load, there was no way to hold it back."
I forgave him and we finally went back inside. After a few minutes, we felt really embarrassed about everything we did and we promised each other not to bring it up again.
We both went the rest of the night without peeing and the next morning we used a neighbor's bathroom before the plumber arrived. Everything got fixed and we were back to using the toilet by noon.
Though the two of us haven't done anything that weird and intimate since, I have gone into the bathroom to pee while he's in the shower, and I can clearly hear him fapping as I let my stream flow.