Here is a scene that I really get off on. When I travel on business, I usually set aside at least one evening to indulge myself sensually. There is something about those anonymous hotel rooms that give one a certain "permission". And they provide all those wonderful towels, too!
So I have a nice dinner, along with a bottle of wine, then return to my little pleasure den. With the door securely locked, I'm free to do as I wish for as long as I wish. First I adjust the thermostat so that the room will be toasty warm -- I expect to be nude a lot. Then I roll a joint and check out the ventilation system in the bathroom. Usually there is a vent that will carry the smoke away. So I turn all the lights to very dim, and go into the john to smoke my joint. I pour a glass of water, and drink it as I smoke -- maybe two glasses. As I get more stoned, I think more about how I am going to enjoy myself. Of course, the wine and the water are producing a need to pee. Still smoking, my mind wanders into naughty ideas of wetting my pants. I tease myself, though -- that is where a lot of the excitement lies -- tantalizing myself.
As my need to pee builds, I get closer to actually doing it. This always makes me very horny. I have to adjust my clothes to make room for my swelling cock. Joint's finished. Hmmm! I'm feeling good!
I gather up most of the towels and go out into the main room. First the absorbent floor mat goes on the bed, then two of the big towels, each folded in half. This makes a big pad, five layers thick. A bottle of lotion is kept handy on the bedside table. I take off all my clothes but my shorts, then I lie back against the pillows with the pad of towels under me from my waist to my thighs. I put one of the small hand towels between my legs and pull it into position like a loose diaper over my shorts. By this time I am literally trembling with excitement. [I get excited now, writing about it!]
Feverish, trembling, I start the slow, teasing process of getting closer and closer to peeing. I know I can do it here if I want to. Eventually I relax those muscles enough so that I can feel the pee moving down close to my cock. But I clamp down, still tantalizing myself. But I can't stop myself for long. For one thing, I really need to pee. Finally I get to a moment when I feel it coming down and I let it go further -- and I feel the first drops come out inside my shorts. Again I stop -- this is a very exciting moment, that first bit of wetness.
"All right," I think, "I've already made myself wet, there is really no sense holding back. I can just go ahead and do it if I want." Now I am very flushed. Almost holding my breath, I relax again. And this time I let it go a lot further. The hot pee floods out inside my shorts. I stop again. I can feel it running down between my legs, dripping over my ass. I put one hand behind me under the hand towel "diaper" and the other hand on my shorts, feeling my cock through the wet material. In this position I let go again. I soak myself, rubbing my cock through my shorts, feeling the pee soaking into the hand towel.
But even now, I don't let go all the way. My shorts are soaked now -- I take them off but put the diaper loosely back in place. I put a hand under the towel on my cock and rub myself. I am all wet. As I lie there playing with myself I gradually relax again. Soon I am peeing against my hand, rubbing it all over my cock and my balls. When the hand towel is soaked I set it aside. I put lotion on my cock and play with myself -- a slow, ecstatic masturbation. But only a little -- there is more fun to be had yet.
I stop masturbating and concentrate on peeing for a moment. Soon I feel it coming. I hold my hand cupped over the end of my dick and just let go. I floods down over my slick dick, running between the crack of my ass. I rub myself with abandon. Finally, feeling wonderfully naughty and sensual, I lie back and really let go. Holding my hand over the end of my dick, the flow is deflected and courses down over my hips and between my legs. I put a hand behind me, between the layers of towel -- I want to avoid actually wetting the bed. Moaning, gasping, I feel the hot pee gushing over me. I let go all the way, reveling in the ecstatic, sensual moment.
or A break in the action ensues. I clean up a bit, drying myself off pretty well. I take the wet towels into the bathroom and throw them in the shower stall. In the morning I will rinse them all out so the staff won't know for sure what I was up to.
Returning to the bed I use the lotion again to make myself all slick. Then, finally, I move into serious masturbation. Soon I bring myself to a powerful, wonderful orgasm.
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