It wasn’t intended. It wasn’t a conscious decision. Hell, it wasn’t even a curiosity or a fantasy of mine. It just happened.

I was a product of the 21st century. I grew up on the internet, Facebook, Twitter, and several other types of social media. Therefore, by the time I went off to college, I was somewhat desensitized to certain things—sex not least among them.

Growing up in a home without a mom, but with just my dad and older brother was challenging. But that just seemed to desensitize me even more. Dad tried his best to insulate me from Brian’s shenanigans, but he was a year older than me and quite the jokester.

I had to get used to him strutting around the house in his tidy-whities with his boner obvious, or even worse, him walking naked from his room to the bathroom with it waving proudly in front of him. When he’d see me, he’d laugh, grab his boner and wave it all around, “Come and get it.” That was just Brian. I’d roll my eyes and shake my head.

* * * * *

One night, I was in my dorm room at UT Austin, and chatting in a local Dallas chat room on the internet. A guy named ‘DifferentStrokes’ sent me a private message that read, “I have something you’ll probably want to see.”

I laughed out loud. I found it funny that every guy in the chat room automatically assumed I’d like to watch them jerk off. I contributed some of that to the picture I’d posted on my profile. I wasn’t nude in that picture by any means, but it was a rather sexy picture. I was in a silk tank top, braless, and with more than a little hint of my D cup tits showing.

“Thanks, but I don’t care to see you jerk off. I get dozens of offers like that every night.” Which was true.

“That wasn’t what I was offering to let you see.”

Okay, so now he had my curiosity piqued. “Give me a hint.”

“Oh no. I won’t do that. Watch and you’ll find out.”

I couldn’t imagine what he wanted to show me, so ‘what the hell’, I clicked on his cam icon, fully expecting to see him jerking off, despite his denials. If that was the case, I’d just close his video. It wouldn’t scar me for life.

Sure enough, when his video image came into focus, he was standing naked in his bathroom facing his bathtub. And, as I suspected, he had his hand around his hard dick. But just as I was about to close his video, I noticed something different about what he was doing. He wasn’t jerking off ‘exactly’, even though his actions were similar to that. With every upstroke of his hand, a stream of pee shot out of his dick and splashed onto the wall behind his tub.

After several such spurts, he stopped stroking his rather impressive dick and removed his hand. There was a stream of pee arching high in the air, almost straight up. I had to laugh as I closed his video, ‘THAT was different’.


I was yawning, so I crawled into bed and turned off the light. I giggled again while struggling to get the image of that guy out of my head.

I’d finally managed to slip off to sleep when Angie, my roommate came in. I was surprised to see her. It was Friday night, and she usually spent all weekend at her boyfriend’s house off campus.

“Sorry.” She said when she saw me stir. “I was trying to be quiet.”

“That’s okay. I wasn’t really asleep anyway.” I lied to make her feel better.

“So, what were you doing all evening while I was getting plowed from behind until I couldn’t take anymore? Oh wait! Don’t tell me. You spent the evening in the Dallas chat room watching some cowboy jack off.”

I chuckled, “Not exactly, but close enough.”

She rolled her eyes as she reached behind her and unclasped her bra, tossing it over the back of the chair. Damn she had huge tits. They sagged though, so I was glad mine weren’t that big. “Well, if it got you all hot and bothered,” She said as she stepped out of her panties, “You’re going to have to take care of yourself. I’m beat. I’m going to take a shower and crash.”

Angie was one of the most sexual people I’d ever met. She had an awesome body with DD tits that looked WAY too big for her slender body. She was bisexual, and even though I was straight, I wasn’t opposed to fooling around with her when we were both too horny to sleep. She had an incredibly talented tongue that never failed to get me off several times.

I’d even seriously considered taking her up on her many offers for me to join her with her boyfriend. I probably would have, if I thought there was a chance I could come away from it still a virgin. I wouldn’t mind giving Greg a blowjob, which would be my first, and letting him eat my pussy, but I knew there was little chance of keeping things limited to that.

That would be, after all, the best of both worlds in my opinion. I could ‘dabble’ a little with sex without doing the whole ‘dating’ thing and putting up with a horny boy pressuring me to do more, and even worse, branding me as his girlfriend and pestering me to go out all the time. I was definitely not in college to get a ‘MRS Degree’. I was eventually going to become a lawyer, and that meant maintaining the best possible grade point average I could. I couldn’t afford any distractions. Sex would just have to wait.


The next morning, Angie was still asleep, so I tried to be quiet as I got up to pee. We kept the room fairly cool at night, so I grabbed my laptop and crawled back into bed.

After logging in, I went straight to the Dallas chat room. ‘DifferentStrokes’ name was in the list of people in the chat room. I giggled when I remembered the show he’d given me the night before, but I resisted the urge to message him.

After several minutes of saying “Hi” to the regulars, I saw a message pop up from DifferentStrokes. “Let me know in advance if you want to see a repeat performance.”

I giggled and then typed my reply, “I didn’t think guys could do that.”

“LOL, it gets easier with practice.”

“Do you practice that a lot?” I asked him.

“Only a couple times a day. You can always come over and watch in person, you know.”

“I’m at college in Austin. I won’t be back in Dallas until Summer Break.”

“I can wait.”

“I have to warn you: I’m a virgin, and I plan to stay that way.”

“Hum, that’s too bad, but I’m not opposed to a blowjob, or even a handjob. Is that possible? After all, if you’re here, it’s going to be your job to get me hard enough to show you what you want to see.”

“LOL, it looked to me like you did just fine on your own, or was there someone off camera I couldn’t see?”

“No, I had to do it myself, but that’s not my first choice. I also had to take care of ‘things’ myself after the show, and that’s not my first choice either.”

“Poor baby. Lol.”

“So, are you going to come over and watch in person this summer?”

“I’ll think about it.”

“Okay, just so you know, I’m going to turn my cam on this afternoon and do an encore.”

“What time?”

“Let’s say two.”

“I’ll see how my day goes.” And then I closed the message box and logged out.

FUCK Tina, what the hell was that all about? Why do you want to see that again? Are you really that perverted or kinky or whatever? Or are you just horny?

I closed my laptop, lay back and slid my hand inside my panties. A few seconds later, I was moaning and bucking my hips. I must have been louder than I intended, “Need some help with that?” Angie asked from across the room.

I’d already given myself a preliminary orgasm and was building toward a better one, “Sure, if you don’t mind.”

She giggled, “I need to pee. I’ll be right back. You get naked.”

A minute later, I was pulling on my nipples roughly while my roommate licked my pussy. It didn’t take her long to give me a mind-blowing orgasm. “Oh Fuck!” I moaned out as I arched my back and thrust my hips up to smash my pussy to her face harder, pinching and pulling my nipples to the blissfully painful point.

Angie was laughing as she got up and walked back to her own bed, “That was fast.”

“You need me to-”

“Thanks, but I’m still sore from last night. Greg was in rare form.”



“He gets his dick hard and pees straight up into his bathtub.” I couldn’t resist telling Angie about it.

“No Way! They can do that?”

I shrugged, “I guess so. I’d never heard of it either. If you want to see for yourself, he’s going to do it on cam again at two.”

“Will he be able to see us?”

“He didn’t ask, so I didn’t turn on my cam last night.”

“It might help him get it up.” She said with a giggle.

I rolled my eyes, “You just want to show him your tits.”

She laughed, “And that’s a problem because?”

“Hell, it’s not a problem for me, unless you try to talk me into showing mine. I’m not going to go there.”

“You’re such a prude. It wouldn’t hurt you to loosen up a little, you know.”

“Call me a prude if you want. I’m not going to flash my tits to the world. Once you do that on the internet, you can’t take it back. It’s out there forever.”

“I don’t give a shit.” Angie said in a matter-of-fact tone.


“My roommate wants to watch too, and she has a couple of things she wants to show you.” And then I turned on my cam in a way only DifferentStrokes could see it.

“Wow! Very, very nice.” He typed back when he saw Angie standing beside me totally naked.

He watched her cup her huge tits and bounce them up and down for him, and then tease her hairless pussy.

“Okay, you’re on.” I typed to him.

He looked at Angie for another minute and then turned to the bathtub. His cam was positioned in such a way that gave us a great view. Once again, he began stroking his big cock.

Angie put her hand on my shoulder and said, “He’s just jacking off.”

“No he’s not. Just watch.”

Sure enough, a few seconds later, the first spurt of pee flew out of his dick and splashed on the wall, and then another and another. Finally, he managed to get his stream going, so he released his dick, put his hands on his hips, and peed almost straight up for a very long time.

“Oh my God!” Angie exclaimed, “That is way too cool. I’m gonna have to see if Greg can do that.”

“He said it took some practice.” I told her.

By the time he was finished and turned back to his laptop to see our video feed, Angie had two fingers inside her pussy. It was right by my ear, so I could clearly hear her wet fingers fucking herself and rubbing her clit furiously.

“Do you need to sit down?” I asked her.

“Hell yes.”

So I got up and let her sit in my chair. I made sure he had a clear view of her splayed pussy. Just to pay him back for such a great show, I stood behind her, reached over her shoulders and began playing with her incredible tits.

“HOLY SHIT!” He typed when he saw that.


“I need you to help me finish.” She told me in a raspy voice when I turned off the cam. And then she got up and moved to her bed.

A few seconds later, I was licking and sucking her clit. Actually, I didn’t mind doing that at all. I’d enjoyed it from the very first time, and continued to enjoy it the dozen or so times I’d done it since. Having that much control over another person’s orgasm made me feel powerful. I assumed it would be the same when I finally started giving blowjobs.

“FUCK!” She moaned out when I finally managed to give her a great orgasm.

I teased her, “That didn’t take long. I guess watching him got you really horny, huh?”

“Hell yes!”

I chuckled, “I don’t blame you. That’s what got me going this morning too.”


Greg and Angie asked me out to dinner on Saturday night. It wasn’t the first time, so I agreed to go.

Angie was very open with Greg. He knew she was bisexual, and they’d had more than one threesome together. She told him she and I fooled around sometimes. I was a little embarrassed when she told him with me sitting right across the table, but I got over it, especially when he took it right in stride without making a big deal out of it. He’d responded simply, “Cool.”

And Greg knew I was a virgin and planned to stay that way for the foreseeable future. He didn’t make an issue out of that either. He’d said only, “You don’t know what you’re missing.” And then he changed the subject.

That evening, while we were waiting on our food, Angie told him about DifferentStrokes and what he did on cam. That did get a reaction out of him, “Ouch! That doesn’t sound like fun, even if it is possible.”

“You’ve never done it?” Angie asked him.

“Not like that—not standing up. Sometimes when I wake up with a piss hard, I have to sit on the toilet and scoot back as far as I can so I can still piss in the bowl without aiming it down too much. A man can’t piss with a hardon if he’s pushing it down. So yeah, I guess standing up and pissing up into the air would probably be easier. I’ve never tried it.”

“You should try it for us.”

“US?” I piped in.

“Hey” Angie defended, “Think about it. If it was that much fun to watch on cam, just think how much better it’d be in person.”

“You just want an excuse to get me over there with the two of you.”

Angie rolled her eyes, “I promise you’ll get back to the dorm still a virgin . . . at least your pussy will. I make no promises, express or implied, about your mouth.”

That got a chuckle out of Greg. “I like the sound of that.”

Angie giggled and said, much too loudly to suit me, “Oh, you want to get her blowjob cherry, do you?”

“Well, you got her pussy eating cherry going both ways,” He told her, “fair is fair.”

“Guys” I scolded them with my tone, “It wouldn’t hurt you to lower your voices a little. And I’m sitting right here, so please stop talking about me like I’m not.”

“Oh stop it.” Angie scolded me right back. “It’s not like you and I haven’t had this conversation before. Greg being here doesn’t change anything, except we just might be able to talk him into doing something for us.”

“Why do I feel like I’M his payment, IF he agrees to do it?”

“Angie giggled, “That’s because you are.”

Greg laughed out loud, “Works for me.”


The minute we got to Greg’s home, Angie pulled three beers from the fridge and sat them on end table next to his recliner. After practically ordering him to drink them before they got warm and NOT to go pee, she began taking off her clothes, “C’mon, Tina. The pool is amazing.”

When I hesitated, Angie rolled her eyes. She was already totally naked, “Oh hell.” She said, “C’mon” and she took my hand and led me into the kitchen. She poured two shots of Tequila and handed me one. And then she said, “Down the hatch” and tossed back her shot, “C’mon, what are you waiting for? It’ll loosen you up.”

“That’s what I’m afraid of.”

“Oh hell. It’s just going to be you and me in the pool, and I’ve already seen you naked . . . like a thousand times.”

“Okay, okay.” And then I headed out the patio door and began taking off my clothes. When I was totally naked, I turned to Angie, “Satisfied?”

In the pool, Angie giggled, “I’m going to leave it up to you to get him hard, but when he sees you naked, I don’t think that’s going to be a problem.”

I giggled, feeling a little frisky, “Oh, that’s too bad. I was hoping he’d need a little more than that.”

Angie caught me by the shoulders and turned me to face her, “Hell, you can still blow him, but I think you should wait until after the show. We don’t want him getting off too soon.”

“I just might do that.” I said, hoping I sounded more confident than I felt.


It was probably thirty minutes before Greg came out to the pool and told us, “Okay, I’m ready when you are.”

Angie, realizing that I was feeling a little frisky, purposefully kept me that way.

She called out to her boyfriend, “Oh no you’re not. We want you to be really, really ready. Hang on.” And then she looked at me and raised a daring eyebrow, “Go inside and get him another beer.”

I protested, “He’s already had three.”

Angie just giggled, “I know, but I want him to get a good look at you naked. That should get him hard.”

I feigned resistance, when in truth, the idea excited me greatly. I’d never been totally naked in front of a boy before, except when my brother snatched my towel away from me when I came out of the bathroom after a shower.

So, I climbed out of the pool, dried off and headed inside. Wow! Just strutting around naked so boldly in front of Greg had my pussy wet. When I got to the kitchen, I took a swig from the bottle of Tequila before getting Greg a beer from the fridge.

When I got back outside, I took a deep breath and walked right up to Greg. I was shocked to find him totally naked, and his cock was already semi hard.

He took the beer from my hand and set it on the concrete, and then he said, “Don’t move.” I watched him get to his feet, and then he turned to me, immediately putting his hands on my tits and kneading them.

I was too paralyzed to move, but I finally managed to turn my head toward the pool. Angie was standing in the water a few feet away. She had a huge grin on her face.

“Having fun?” I asked her.

She laughed, “Not as much as Gregie is.”

Hearing that, I turned back to Greg, “May I get back in the water now?”

He chuckled, and tightened his grip on my tits, “Yeah, I guess, as long as you let me do some more of this later.”

“Okay then. You can let go now.”


In my mind, we would end up in the bathroom with Greg standing next to the bathtub. That’s not at all what happened.

About ten minutes after finishing his fourth beer, he got to his feet. I was delighted to see that his average-size dick was fully hard. “C’mon ladies.” He said to us, and he walked over to the edge of the concrete.

“Do you want us to do it for you?” Angie asked him when we stepped up on each side of him.

“Nah, I’d better do it.” He said as he began trying to coax pee out of his hard dick. It took him quite a bit longer than it’d taken DifferentStrokes, but I didn’t mind. I was really enjoying seeing his dick up so close.

After a few minutes, he finally managed to shoot a short stream of pee into the air and onto the grass in front of us, and then another and another. Finally, those short spurts turned into a solid stream arching high into the air.

Greg turned his dick loose and put a hand over each of us, immediately grabbing a handful of tit.

“Oh my God!” Angie exclaimed.

“I second that.” I agreed as I watched his pee arch up into the air. “That’s too fucking hot!”

“Actually, it’s not that bad.” Greg admitted. “It doesn’t hurt like when I have to point it down some.”

I couldn’t resist. I reached over and slid my hand around his cock while he was still peeing. “Not too tight” he instructed me.

God! I loved it so much; I hoped it would never stop. But of course, it eventually did. I didn’t even mind when the last little bit dribbled out onto my hand.

Angie giggled, “Okay, girl, you’re up. It’s time for your first blowjob.”

“Here?” I asked, somewhat incredulously.

“Sure.” Greg said, “Right here at the scene of the crime.”

Angie prodded me on, “You get started. I’ll be right back with three shots.”

My heart was beating so violently; I was afraid I’d have a heart attack. But I was determined too. I got on my knees in front of him and kissed the tip of his hard dick. It tasted a little salty, which I assumed was the last remnants of his pee, but I didn’t let that deter me from my mission.

I began licking up and down his shaft, kissing the engorged head every time I got to the top. When I put my lips around the head, I was amazed at how warm and soft it felt. I loved the way it felt against my tongue.

I’d just started lowering my mouth on it when Angie returned, “How’s she doing?”

Greg let out a chuckle, “Like a pro.”

After laughing, Angie said to me, “Hell, you could be drawing blood with your teeth and he wouldn’t complain. There’s no such thing as a bad blowjob, is there, Gregie?”

“I’m not sure I’d go quite that far.” He said with a chuckle.