Public Nudity / Beach / Outdoor Peeing Photos
It's akward going at first. Naked is one thing, but peeing in front of a camera seems somehow more intimate, more dangerous. However, JayJay keeps egging you on and eventually you head out to the dunes right behind the house. He tells you to try peeing standing up, the way a boy does. You try to explain that girls can't do that, but he insists you can: "You just have to, kinda, get your fingers in their, chika. Push back those lips and aim a little."
He drops into a low crouch with his camera, telling you to stand in a particular spot.
You try to do what he says. Honestly, while you have seen a few sex-ed illustrations, and you tried looking down there with one of your sister's compact mirrors once, you really do not know a lot about that part of your body. Using two fingers like an upside-down V you gingerly spread the folds of your privates, trying to do as instructed.
The pace of the click-clicks from JayJay's camera accelerates sharply even though you haven't even started to pee.
When you finally coax a stream to start, he goes crazy, cheering you on and snapping picture after picture. For a few seconds, you actually manage to get something of an arc going. It's like what you figure boys peeing outdoors must be like. Unfortunately, then you accidentally shift something, or something changes, and the pee starts going everywhere. The hot stream breaks against your fingers and hands while also spattering against both of your thighs and even somehow streaming up along the crack of your crotch and toward your butt.
You yelp in embarrassment and disgust. After fumbling for a few seconds to either clench off the stream "correct" your control, you give up and drop into a low squat, legs akimbo. Your face burns with embarrassment as you feel your hot urine running in streams down your legs and hear it spatting noisily into the damp sand. Meanwhile, you feel droplets of it cooling all over your skin, from your belly to your ass-cheeks while the ammonia sting of it assaults your nostrils.
JayJay never stops shooting.
When it is over you are so humiliated that you do not even wait for permission, but run back into the house and straight to the bathroom, JayJay's cheerful laughter in your ears.
You use the bathtub and the handheld shower sprayer to rinse off. Then stand there, drying off and trying to get control of your emotions. That as scary, somehow, and super embarrassing...and also you might be drunk. Your' not sure. You have never been drunk before.
The sun is closing in on the horizon. You check yourself in the mirror and weigh your options. Maybe it is time to go home. You make up your mind as to what to do, then steel your breath, and step out of the bathroom...only to discover that things have changed.
It seems that while you were in the bathroom...
...both of the boys took their clothes off.
...four new guys, the same age as JayJay and Thomas, showed up.