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Pissing in his knckers

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by Ianjack@hotmail.com Note: I don't have a golden shower category, so I'm putting this here. If I get a lot of response, I'll open another section for that. Brian A work colleague asked me to look after his house while he , his wife and their 16 year old son went off on a winter holiday break. This gave me a great chance to be alone in a stranger's house for a week and jerk myself off at every opportunity - the greatest attraction was to get my hands on a teenager's underwear and piss myself while wearing them. I arrived just as the couple and their teenage son were about to set off for the airport and their holiday in Tenerife where they will be able to burn themselves to a crisp in the hot sun. I waved them off as I checked out the lovely teenager for the first time - he was a real cutie. They kindly left a twenty-four pack of beers for me - perfect for getting the bladder nice and full. I downed a couple of cans straight away to get the beer re-cycling process underway. I'd only been to the house a few times for dinner so I thought I'd better familiarise myself with my new home for the next week. I needed to know what sort of people they really were - so the best place to start of course was the underwear drawers (male of course). The dad had some very conventional briefs - those terrible baggy Y-fronts - not much of a sexual frisson there. I had more hope from the 16 year old son's underwear collection - I had a horrible fear he would be a fan of those disgraceful baggy boxer shorts that guys wear and that hide the wonderful contours of their cock and balls. Shame on them. But I wasn't disappointed, he had a collection of slinky briefs that were all neatly washed, ironed and folded in his drawer - no jock-straps though. Just to make sure that his underwear was in good working order I took a pair out - a lovely pale-blue pair with a white band - and tried them on. I scrambled out of my jeans and my own jockstrap (specially bought for the week) and stepped into the fresh cotton of the lad's underpants. I was finishing my third can of beer by this point and starting to get that feeling I needed to pee - so I let a little piss drip from the end of my fast hardening cock. Oops ! A little too much spurted out and splashed on the carpet - I got down and made sure I licked all the drops of my piss off his carpet. I carried on my tour of the house dressed just in the lad's by now damp pants trying not to drip too much piss as I went - I wasn't worried about the carpet I didn't want to waste any precious piss. My final destination was the place I'd been saving for last - the laundry basket in the bathroom. I was hoping that they hadn't had time to do a final wash before they dashed off the airport and that nestling in that wicker basket would be some beautifully piss-stained underwear. I tore open the basket and dived in like a child whose Christmases had all come at once. I ignored all the lace-trimmed ladies underwear and delved in seeing the familiar shapeless baggy briefs of the dad. These didn't hold out much hope for me and true to form they didn't have any piss stains but they did have some lovely very curly black pubic hairs clinging to the inside. I carefully picked them out and thought of all their friends they had left behind - I popped them in my mouth and imagined sucking his cock and getting closer and closer to rubbing my face in his mound of thick black hair. My prick had stiffened up by now and I could feel my foreskin peeling back meeting the resistance of the flimsy blue cotton of the lad's briefs. That brought me back to my senses and made me think of the real prize, the reason why I'd agreed to look after the house. To get my hands on and piss in some freshly worn teenage underwear. I dug deeper into the pile of laundry looking for the holy grail - there were shirts, blouses, jeans, skirts and a damp towel. I'd given up of finding my teenager's pants - I had to content myself with the thought that he was sitting on the plane in his dirty two-day old pants - imagine the smell and the taste of his sweaty balls. When there it was - the most beautiful sight in the world. Tucked inside a pair of black Levis was just what I was looking for - a pair of not quite white used pants. They were the micro-brief type - they were cut up very high at the sides with just a thin white band connecting the pouch at the front with the back. Around the band was the YSL logo of Yves St Laurent - the kid had some style. I tried to work out why they were inside the jeans - maybe he'd pulled down his underwear and jeans together as he got ready to sleep naked. The thought made my dick twitch back into life - it was almost as good as standing over him watching him undress. But the briefs were pushed too far down inside the jeans - could he have been trying to hide something. There was only one way to find out - have a closer look, smell and taste. When I pulled them out I saw straight away the dried crinkled stiff material that said only one thing - cum. The horny little fucker had wanked off in his stylish French knickers without having the decency of either eating his own spunk or coming into a Kleenex. There I was like an archaeologist coming across the perfectly fossilised remains of a teenage wank - Indiana Jones and the Horny Kid, there's a movie I'd like to see. You could almost see where the spunk had spurted out of his cock - it had left a dried mound where it had spread around his stiff cock. I licked and sniffed it to try and bring it back to life - the best feeling was when I took off his other pair of briefs (they now had a lovely big piss stain) and put on the cum stained beauties. It was almost a perfect fit - the slimy head of my boner stretched the white cotton at exactly the point where the dried remains of his jerk-off session lay. The scratchy material made my dick strain at the material - it felt like our two dicks were joined together through the fabric. I went and lay down on his bed, the place where he must have wanked himself off hundreds of times, and I thought him on top of me gripping our dicks together in a mutual wank off. I gripped my cock through the material and squeezed it so the pre-cum oozed out of the tip, mixing nicely with his dry cum. I put my hand into the briefs and pulled at my balls making my dick stretch against his cum. I flipped over and started rubbing the tip of cock against the sheet of his bed. I imagined that I was stroking my cock at the point where his arse would be as he laid back and wanked. I started furiously fucking his bed - humping the spot were only hours before he had had his own fresh cock encased in the same underpants. I then decided to slip on his black Levis which were a little tight on me, but they gripped me beautifully around the cock and arse. I was standing admiring myself in the bedroom mirror - my teenager's tight black Levis were beautifully tented at the front where my throbbing dick was straining against the button fly. Inside were the skimpy Yves St Laurent briefs that were a size too small for me and so the elastic of the waste band was starting to cut into my skin - the stinging of the tightness of the briefs made me harder still. I drained my latest can of beer - the squeezing of the full baldder just above my pubes made it almost painful to stand up. The pressure was too much for even my stiff cock to take and a good splash of piss was squirted out. Everything was constrained so tightly in the in the dark damp package of my cock and balls that the piss was hardly able to escape from the tip of my throbbing dick - it was still held tightly in my hard prick. I tucked my thumbs in the waistband of the Levis and eased back the elastic of my 16 year old wanker's tight little ball hugging briefs. It released the pressure on my straining piss engorged penis and I looked down on the red beauty of my cockhead. There was a moment's wait before the piss-slit relaxed and let free the entrapped piss that rose up in a thin straight stream about two inches above the tip. It rose and fell like the spray of an ornamental fountain and fell back down coating the angry purple of my cockhead. It dripped down into my bushy pubes and seeped the tangled mass of hair on its way to my balls. Rivulets of the hot, yellow, rich-smelling piss ran down like hot fingers cupping my balls - they twitched and pulled in tight at the warm caress that my body was giving itself. How could anyone be stupid enough to want to waste this precious golden liquid by pouring it down the toilet. I snapped the elastic of the tight briefs shut the pain making the pleasure feel even more intense. I could hardly stand I was so high with sexual pleasure, I let myself fall back onto the teenager's bed . I sat on the edge of the bed with my legs spread apart - the material of the jeans and underwear was so taught that my bulge was pulled in tighter. I let my legs relax a little and moved my knees closer - the pressure on my aching cock and balls eased only to be tightened again when I pulled my legs quickly apart. I did it again loving the tight-loose feel on my sex - I got into a slow drifting rhythm moving my legs together and then apart. Who could ask for anything more - alone in a horny teenager's bedroom being wanked by his own cum-stained, piss-filled underpants encased in his tight black Levis. I wanted to make this last forever, to stop myself from coming I cupped my tender cock and balls tightly in my hands and relaxed into the pleasure. I could feel the piss beginning to dampen the material - I wanted to get myself soaked in my own piss now. E-mail me if you would like to hear more about my experiences or if you'd like to see a picture of me pissing in my jockstrap. Ianjack@hotmail.com