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I've talked to a lot of guys about their "first time" - both their first time having sex and their first time that they realized that piss was a turn on. For me, these two events are intermixed.
When I was very young, I had a bit older friend who was curious about body parts and convinced me to pee with him against the foundation of my family's house. I remember an innocent playfulness as I crossed streams with someone else for the first time. I didn't really have any negative feelings... that is until my mom came running out of the house. She sent my neighbor home and forbid me to play with him anymore. I remember being questioned about the event, and though I don't remember too many specifics, I certainly remember a sense of shame and confusion.
My next public pissing memory was going to the Durham Bulls baseball park. Back when I was growing up, kids ran a bit wild, not being looked after as closely as they are today. I remember standing a the pee trough wall, a whole side of the men's room wall that was a giant urinal where there was room for 15 or so men to stand side by side while they relieved themselves. For a little guy, it was quite the perspective to see grown men pulling out their cocks and letting loose with long streams. I remember being frightened having to go to the men's room at the ball park - though I can't really remember why.
Many years later, pissing in the woods was fairly a normal occurrence. I went on lots of hikes with the Cub Scouts in State Parks and along forest fire roads. I was usually buddied up with my best friend Peter. I still remember the day that peeing in the woods took on bigger significance to me, than it had before. Peter and I wandered off into the woods by ourselves to find a Private pee spot. I remember pulling out the equipment to pee, then feeling Peter step next to me, shoulder to shoulder as we peed. A feeling of curious excitement came over me as we cross streams with each other against a tree, the whole time Peter sort of rocking a bit against me side. I remember thinking - this is different. After we zipped up, we just continued to stand side-by-side, pressing against each other.
While it took many years, eventually Peter and I experience our first orgasm together, on a camping trip. Afterward, we became regular jerking buddies, though pissing before, or after, always was part of our ritual.
To this day, my favorite sex and pissing scenes are in a secluded outdoors locations.
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