Being something of a solitary boy, after school I would go to the vacant lot near my home and play games of fantasy and pretend all by myself.
Or so I thought. Being in a secluded area by myself, if I had to pee, I'd just go over to a bush and unzip my shorts and pee on the bush. I didn't want to go all the way home and risk not being allowed out again. I got to liking to do it and would pull my shorts down to my ankles and let it go. Once or twice I even took a dump, the first time using leaves to wipe my asshole and then bringing along tissues, just in case.
I got a thrill from pissing and shitting in the lot out in the open all by myself. But one day I was just finished peeing when I heard a noise behind me. I looked over my shoulder thinking it was a cat or a squirrel, but no such luck, it was Pete, the older boy from my block standing behind me with his arms folded and a smirk on his face You're not supposed to do that here, he said.
And I went to pull up my shorts and he said stop leave them there. You're being bad and you have to be punished. I should just take you home and let your dad deal with you. No, Pete, please don't tell on me! I pleaded with him as I stood with my back sort of to him and my shorts down around my ankles. Please don't tell. Hhhhmmmm. Peeing in the lot is bad, Joey, real bad. You're in a lot of trouble.
No, please, Pete, I had to go and I was afraid to try to make it home. Please don't tell. I'll do anything.
Wow, was that the wrong thing to say. Pete was around 16 or 17 and I was 10 and afraid of older boys who sometimes bullied me at school because I was small. Ha! Ok, on your knees and lick the branch where you pee'ed you little pervert. Yuck, I thought but getting a whipping from my dad was not an alternative so I kneeled down and stuck out my tongue and licked the branch as Pete watched.
Nah, that's not enough. Pete was now beside me and it finally dawned on me that I had my shorts and briefs around my ankles and Pete was looking at me exposed.
I went to cover my dick but Pete pulled my arm away and said, nah, leave it alone, so I dropped my other arm as Pete held my right arm and jerked me up to my feet. He was much taller than me. Take 'em off. What? Take 'em off, your shorts and underwear. Pete, here? Ok, never mind let's go home to your house.
Uh, ok, so I stepped out of my shorts and briefs. Now the shirt. I realized there wasn't any point in resisting so I just pulled my shirt over my head and stood there before Pete with nothing on but my socks and sneakers.
Turn around so I can see all of you. So I turned around and Pete kind of got this weird look on his face and said you look a little like a girl 'cept you got a little peewee in front. Come over here and he pulled me by my arm off the path. Look Joey, what you did is really bad and you made it worse by licking it so now you're really in trouble unless you do what I tell you. Got it? Here I am in the nude except for my footwear standing before this bigger boy who now has control of me and I just nodded with my head down.
He took my chin in his hand and raised my head and said answer me and when I tried to move my chin because he was hurting me lifting my head up he let go and slapped me across my face WAP! Tears came to my eyes and one or two ran down my cheeks. Got it? Yes, Pete, I mumbled. You like pee huh, well, get on your knees 'cuz I got some pee for you. So I got on my knees in front of Pete and he opened his pants and slid them down to his knees and his dick popped out in front of me.
He had pubic hair that was black and I didn't have any so I stared at his pubes. His dick was much bigger than my little peewee. Kiss it. Huh? Kiss my dick, you little shithead.
So I reached forward and gave the head of his dick a quick kiss and as I did this he grabbed me behind my head and pushed his dick into my face.
Lick it, lick it up and down, you little faggot. And I did as I was told.
Now suck in it like a lolly pop 'cuz I'm gonna pee in your mouth and your gonna drink it or else. I looked up at him with tears running down my cheeks and he raised his hand as if to hit me again and I said ok, don't hit me. I'll do it. I took the head of his cock into my mouth and began to suck on it like it was a piece of candy and within a few short sucks he started to pee in my mouth, lots of warm oily salty piss and I swallowed as much as I could as more dribbled down my chin onto my chest.
When he was done peeing he wiped his dick on my face smearing me with a few drops of his pee.
I thought I was done and I stood up but Pete grabbed my head bending me towards him and slapped me hard on my bare behind, again and again spanking me until my ass was red.
Little faggot. Get down on your knees and start sucking again. My stomach was already churning from his pee but I did as he said while tears ran down my cheeks. I sucked on his dick and it became hard and straight and it filled my little mouth. He pulled my arm and placed my hand on the shaft and made me rub his dick while I sucked the head. Look up at me, faggot, look at me. I looked up and he had a smirk on his face.
Keep sucking and rubbing he growled and soon he began to breathe heavily and move his hips back and forth. Look at me. You like it, you little faggot. I was too scared to do anything but what he told me to do. Oh, yeah, oh yeah, he moaned that's it, that's IT and then he shot his load of cum into my mouth.
Yeah, yeah, oh, yeah, swallow it you faggot, swallow it all. I kept sucking and swallowed the jerks of warm gooey cream that was filling my mouth. It actually didn't taste too bad, not as bad as his pee. Pete was holding the back of my head against him pressing his dick far into my mouth so that his pubic hair was against my nose so I could hardly breathe. Finally he relaxed and took his hand from behind my head and took his dick out of my mouth.
His dick still had a drop of cum on the pee hole and he shook his dick so the drop fell across the bridge of my nose. You're my little suck slave now, you little faggot. When I call, you come, understand? I was on my knees in front of him, nude except for my sneakers and socks, and I nodded. If you don't I'll get you into all kinds of trouble. You do what I say now.
Got it? I mumbled yes, Pete and he looked satisfied. Now get dressed and go home.
I'll let you know when I want you again. I stood up and for good measure he whacked me on my bare ass again. You got a cute little faggot ass, Joey, and he smacked me again. See you soon, faggot, and he was gone.
As soon as he was gone I quickly put my clothes back on and rushed home and went straight to the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash out my mouth. That night in bed, I thought about what had happened, and I wondered when he would want me again. Strangely, I was no longer scared and almost hoped it was soon. I thought about what I had done and what he had made me do and it got me excited for the the next tim.
It was soon, but that's another story.