Posted by Creek on May 26, 2002 at 21:30
In Reply to: outside at night... posted by Megan on May 26, 2002 at 20:40
Yep! I can relate. I'm part of the ancient generation these days, but I wasn't always. Back when I was 15, I used to do the same thing you're talking about. Only difference is, since I've never been into pajamas, I was always wearing either shorts or underwear. I think that would have been about the time I first became interested in peeing for pleasure.
I remember another (wierd) thing I used to do at that age: I have always been an artist-wannabe and, as a teenager, I liked to do pencil sketches. So, late at night, after everyone had gone to bed, I would put this little nightlight thing I had under the covers with me and sit there (with the sheets over my head--like being in a tent---really dumb, I know, but hey...) and draw pictures of cute chicks wetting their pants, girls in diapers, or women taking a squat in the great outdoors. It would take me probably an hour or so to do one...and, during that time, I would be getting really horny..not to mention desperate to pee.
Finally, after the picture was done, I would put it away and then get naked and lay on the floor on my back, tensing and relaxing my muscles until I was almost, but not quite, wetting. Finally, when I couldn't hold it any longer, I would piss a little stream onto my belly and savor the feeling as it warmly trickled off either side and onto the carpet. Then I would do another. And another. (Sometimes, I would lift my butt as high off the floor as I could and let it dribble over my chest and all the way to my neck.)
Anyway, that would release the pressure just enough to keep me from unleashing a flood. And, before finally going off to the toilet, I would masturbate feverishly (thinking all the while about the picture I had just drawn...or else about the latest real-life desperation I had witnessed or heard about at school that week).
(btw...I can't remember whether I ever cleaned that little portion of the carpet in my room or not. If not, it must have started to smell a little ripe after a while. Wonder if Mom ever caught on?)
Ahhh, those days of being a teen!!! Enjoy them Megan!! They make for really fond memories later on down the road.
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