Down the Yellow Highway

Raven72D asked a question in response to my “It’s a Wash” post, wanting to know how I got into pee play¹ and how I overcame the psychological barriers involved in having someone piss in my mouth.

Prior to about a year ago, my only foray into the world of urine play was with my last boyfriend (who was with me through the end of high school).  During one of our more exuberant sexual encounters, as he was fucking me in the ass, he asked if he could pee in my butt after he came.   The request caught me off-guard, but didn’t really surprise me.  We’d seen a good bit of porn together, to include a few with pee play in them.  I’d expressed disgust with the idea of being peed on during those scenes, so that specific topic never came up (he knew better than to try it). I’d never seen anything regarding someone pissing into another person’s ass, though.

I was curious as to how it would feel, so I told him to go for it if he could.  It took a few minutes for him to relax enough to be able to let go of a stream, but he finally managed it.  It was an interesting sensation – I could feel my rectum filling up and expanding (it felt not unlike what an enema does to me these days).  I finally squeezed my asshole around his cock in an attempt to shut the flow off.  When we decoupled, well, let’s just say I was terribly glad we’d been fucking on the chaise lounge by our pool.  It was quite explosive.  Talk about trying to clean up a mess before your parents got home!  Needless to say we never repeated that.

Skip forward a couple of years, and I found myself watching more porn involving pee play.  I’ve always been amazed at the way an individual’s sexual proclivities evolve over time, especially those of my own.  Stuff I used to find gross now curiously arouses me for some reason.  Piss play falls into that continuum.

Someone in a forum I was on sent me a link to a porn site called Piss Mops.  It was another one of those misogynistic porn sites where guys use women as toilets, basically.  Still, I was unable to click the little “X” to close the window.  I watched the free videos from it and found myself curiously wet, and I don’t mean from the pungent yellow liquid.  Despite the way I felt the women in the videos were being treated, it became something that I promised myself I’d try at some point.

This same person eventually asked me if I’d ever tasted it.  Of course, I hadn’t. She told me to pee in a cup and drink it – that simple.  Being the curious sort, I decided to do my research into it and see what possible effects it could have. I found several web sites and forums with information about drinking piss if you don’t have access to water (mostly from survivalists, of course), and further research let me know that there was nothing wrong in drinking it in moderation. It surprised me that it was sterile, too (assuming the one providing the urine isn’t sick).

So, one day when I was in the shower, I pissed into a cup…and drank it.  The whole cup.

It certainly wasn’t the most pleasant stuff in the world, but it didn’t make me gag or puke.  It had a salty, slightly bitter, acrid taste to it, and left a weird aftertaste.  And while I’d never pour myself a glass to go with a cheesecake, it did set in my mind that having it my mouth wasn’t going to squick me out to the point where I refused to do it if the situation arose.

So, move forward a few more days.  It was fairly common for Nikki and I to take showers together.  And she’s only slightly less experimental than I am when it comes to sex. I think you see where this is going.

One day when we were taking a bath, I got down on my knees and told Nikki to pee on me.  We’d actually peed on each other before when one of us had to go while we were in the tub – we just peed on each others’ legs, mainly for shits and giggles,just to be goofing off.  At first she looked at me funny, but when she realized I was serious she started peeing, aiming for my chest to begin with.  I moved my face down toward the stream and she stopped.  “What are you doing?”

“I want you to pee on my face.”

“You slut.”

She started peeing again and this time aimed for my face.  I opened my mouth and let some of the stream hit my tongue.  It didn’t taste any different than mine, really .

At any rate, over the course of our showering together that past year or so, we probably played with pee a couple of dozen times, usually when I was feeling especially ribald.  On one particular occasion, I grabbed her by the hair, pulled her down to her knees in front of me, and began pissing on her face in a pure exhibition of dominance.  It felt physically and psychologically erotic to me.  When I was done, she moved up and began eating my pussy.  It didn’t take her long to make me cum.

Anyway, Tyler was the first client with whom I’ve been inclined to explore pee play.  It was just one of those situations that presented itself at the right point in time for me to act upon.  And by that point in time, having piss in my mouth didn’t phase me in the least, so I didn’t even think twice about it. I don’t advertise that I do that, though, largely because I have to have a certain comfort level with you to get to that point, and that ain’t happening on a first appointment.

There is, of course, no consensus on what leads someone to find piss play erotic.  Some theorize that it has its roots in the way potty training was conducted or handled when you were young (Freud would certainly have us believe that).  I don’t recall the faintest detail about my potty training (though my mom has indicated that I trained easily), so I can’t speak to the legitimacy of that theory in my situation.  Others believe it has to do with the breaking of a taboo or doing something seen as “dirty” that trips one’s trigger.

My personal belief is that it plays to the basic domination/submission dichotomy that most of us possess, perhaps combined with the belief that what you’re doing is dirty or filthy (thereby increasing its erotic quotient).  There’s something dominating about pissing on someone, and there’s something intrinsically submissive about being pissed on.  I don’t think anyone could legitimately argue with either of those assertions.  If you’ve been reading me for any length of time, you know where I am with that.

And, just as an FYI, even noted sexologist Havelock Ellis^W was aroused by pee play (discovering this after being impotent for 60 years).  In fact, it was Ellis who theorized that the connectivity between urination and sex for women is doubtless encouraged by the close and obvious connection of the urinary function with the sexual organ, as well as by actual nerve connections.²  Maybe that’s is why it feels so good to pee! 

Anyway, there you have it.  My road down the yellow liquid highway.

1. The technical term for this is urolagnia, from the Greek, ouron, urine, and lagneia, lust [↩]
2. Havelock Ellis, Psychology of Sex, 1933 [↩]

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