Zach and Jane Pt. 03

*Where we last left off, Jane had crawled into the back of the car and invited Zach to come with her. We'll pick up there.*

*This part will be told from Jane's perspective.*

Zach just looked at me for a few moments.

Those dark brown eyes of his looked like polished obsidian in the dull light coming from the car's overhead fixture. They had an intent behind them that somehow came off as both restrained and predatory. Like he was fighting tooth and nail to keep himself from jumping over the seats and tearing into me like a wild animal.

*Fucking do it!!* I was screaming in my head.

How much more obvious did I have to make myself? I was literally half fucking naked in the back of his car, asking him to join me. Unfortunately for my racing heart and mind, and engorged and sopping wet walls, his tepid nature won out. At least for the moment. He broke his gaze with me, and looked over the drivers seat toward the folded up air mattress.

"I mean yeah but, if we're gonna be comfortable I need to get that inflated. It'll take up most of the floor back there so..." He trailed off while slowly looking back at me.

*Does this guy wanna fuck me or take a nap?!* I thought to my self.

I could of cared less about being comfortable. I'd had a crush on this boy for years, and from what his sister had told me, and what I'd been able to tell from the way he acted around me, he felt the same. And then, after I embarrass the absolute fuck out of my self with my perverse habits, only to then break down in front of him because of what happened, and then somehow end up making out with him. And to top it all off, not only was he not angry that I emptied my bladder in his floorboard, turns out he has the kink too!! Maybe? I didn't know for absolute sure. What if he was just being really nice? Trying to make me feel better after, everything. But he said he was "really" ok with it. Even emphasized it.

My thoughts were all over the place. I'd of blamed it in the booze, but I'd only had the one drink. But no matter what, I was stuck there with him. Couldn't of bailed out if I'd of wanted to.

*Just go along with his plan. And cover the fuck up! No sense giving him a show if he wasn't ready to come backstage yet* I thought to myself.

"So... I'm right in the way then?" I said as I grabbed one of the folded blankets and sat it across my crotch.

"Well one of us was gonna have to crawl back there anyway and get the blankets and other stuff out of the way. If you'll hand it all to me I'll put it in your seat, and then you can crawl up here and just sit on them while I inflate the mattress. I'll have to do it from up here. Once it starts getting full there won't be space to do it from back there."

He glanced down at the blanket I had grabbed.

"You can keep that one and just bring it up with you when you're done." He said with a smirk.

I grabbed the other blankets and gave them to him. I then grabbed the other stuff that was in the way and handed it to him as well. One thing was the pump to inflate the mattress. There was a bag with some snacks in it too, and a single pillow. The only other things left were the mattress, that was near the back, and what had been a six pack of water bottles. Two had been taken, and I pulled another from the plastic overwrap as I handed him the remaining ones.

I had been mostly kidding when I'd told him I still had to go a little. Not entirely, I could feel the slightest bit of pee building up in my bladder. Mostly I just said it to see what his reaction would be. Still not being one hundred percent sure how this would go, when I saw the water I decided fuck it. Let's refill the tank and hope for the best.

"I think I'll keep this too, if that's ok?" I said as I handed him the other three, grin on my face.

"Thirsty huh? Not a bad idea. Think I'll have one myself." He said as he pulled one out. He threw the other two in the floorboard.

"Wasn't wet enough down there for ya?" I quipped.

He chuckled. I unfolded the blanket a bit, and draped part of it over my bottom half as I stretched out to get the mattress. I handed it to him as well. Then I took a remaining part of the blanket and held it up to him..

"Ok. Now here, grab these corners." I told him as I handed them to him.

"What am I doing with the corners?"

"Pull your part up in front of you so I can crawl back up there."

He rolled his eyes.

"Oh my god. Are you... OK. Yeah. I'll block my view. Wouldn't want me to see anything I've already seen after all."

*You weren't to anxious to see it, or do anything else with it, a minute ago!! So now you can wait bit longer. If I decide you'll see it again at all!* I thought to myself. Knowing it was bullshit as soon as I thought it. I was still desperately hoping for this to go somewhere much wilder. Hopefully wetter and wilder.

"Damn right! And I'll take it back when I get up there. I'm felling a little chilly again. Besides you've got work to do, wouldn't want you getting distracted."

"True enough." He said, raising a portion of the blanket.

I crawled back up into the passengers seat, and onto the pile of stuff in it. I grabbed the corners of the blanket he was holding up, took it from him, and covered my lower half.

He proceeded to start his process. The food, other blankets, and the pillow, he had placed in my seat like he had said. He had put the pump on top of the e-brake handle, just in front of the console. The mattress was placed in his lap. He got up on his knees in the seat, and looked over the mattress. When he found the port, he reached back into the back and proceeded to unfold the mattress and fling part of it toward the back.

I was just sitting there watching. I had kept my water in my hand. I opened it up and took multiple chugs, drinking it down to almost halfway. I put the cap back on, and went to sit it in the right side cup holder, but he had put his bottle there. There was an old cup in the one on his side. I grabbed it, and looked inside to see if there was anything in it so I could lay it somewhere else. It was mostly empty but, there was just the smallest bit of some pale yellow liquid in the bottom. Not even enough to make a layer across the bottom of the cup, just enough that it would pool up along the edge if you tilted it.

*Maybe it had green tea in it.* I thought to myself.

*Or it's just watered down dark pop. From where a little was left in there with some ice, and the melted ice water diluted it. Then he threw it out, and this was just the residue.*

But green tea in a fast food cup? That would be odd. And I had seen plenty of diluted pop residue in the bottom of a cup. It was usually more along the lines of a light caramel color. Could it have been... surely not. Well... there was a quick way to find out. I glanced over to see exactly what Zach was doing. He was basically half in the back of the car at this point. Just then, a loud buzzing sound started that startled me for just a second. It was the air pump for the mattress.

"It won't take it long, then I'll need a blanket to put down as makeshift bottom sheet." He told me.

"Ok, just let me know."

*Quickly, while he's turned around.."* I thought.

I then stuck my nose in the cup and took a big whiff. That smell was unmistakable. Even with my own scent wafting up from the floor board and making it to my nostrils here and there, this smelled slightly different. But still, unmistakably, it was piss.

*Did I use it in my sleep? He didn't say anything about that."* I thought.

*But he was so anxious trying to explain everything, he could of easily forgot. That must be it. I peed in it."* I told myself.

But then, why was it all but empty now? And in his cup holder. If I'd used it, wouldn't it make since that I'd of put it in the one on my side? And that it would have, you know, quite a bit of piss in it? Had he gotten it from me somehow, or got it after I'd sat it down somewhere, poured it out, and then sat it in his? What the fuck? Could it be his pee?! A girl could only hope. Whatever happened, I still needed to do something with it. I flung the last bit of piss in the floorboard. God knows it wasn't gonna hurt anything now. I then laid the cup on the dash. I took a few more big chugs of my water. It was down to about a quarter full now. I put Zach's in his holder, and placed mine where it had been.

I then turned to look back at him. He was moving around a bit, still with his upper body in the back. My eyes worked their way down his back. His traps were flexing around as he'd work with the mattress. They weren't massive, but I was never into overly meaty guys anyway, so who cared. It was hot. I moved my gaze down his back to his ass. Or at least, what ass he had any way. This was no "boy in baseball pants" moment. He was a little chubby to be honest, but I didn't care. I was no perfect ten myself, and it wasn't like he was a total lard ass, just a little extra fluffy. Sadly, not much of that girth made it into his glutes. I still found it kinda cute though?

*Damn girl, stop!"* I thought to myself.

But why should I have? It wasn't like he hadn't gotten plenty of looks in himself. With a lot less fabric blocking his view at that!

And speaking of fabric, it was while I was looking at his denim clad posterior that I noticed something... His pants were wet. In the back of the crotch area mostly, but also somewhat going down the legs.

*Why?* I asked myself. Had he spilled something in his lap while I was asleep? But there wasn't any thing. Just the cup with the piss residue...

*Oh my god! Did this boy spill piss on himself while I was in the car?!*

I looked over at his seat cushion and, sure enough, there was a wet spot. I honestly thought about trying to sneak over and give it a sniff, but I'm glad I didn't try, cause it was about that time that I heard the pump motor change pitch. The mattress was full. Zach turned the pump off, and messed around with the mattress for a few seconds and then..

"Ok. Hand me that thinnest blanket."

Thankfully, it wasn't the one I was covered in.

"Here you go."

"Thanks."

He proceeded to cover the mattress with it.

"Now the pillow."

I had to shift around a bit to get it as I was half sitting on it.

"Pillow" I said as I handed it to him.

Now there was just the food, the water, and two blankets left. Including the one I was covered with.

"Ok. Now the other blanket."

I handed him the other one. He just sort of tossed it in the back.

"How about my water? I've worked up quite the thirst." He said, as he looked to where it had been. He then realized I had moved it to put mine there, and that I'd had to move the cup to do so. He glanced around a bit, and then saw it on the dash. He looked at me and grinned.

"You had to move the cup I see. So both our waters could have room..."

"Yeah, I checked it first to make sure it was empty. It pretty much was. Just a few drops of... something... left in there." I replied, shit eating grin on my face, as I handed him his water.

"So, we're pretty much ready back here. Want me turn around while you crawl on back?" He asked as he opened his bottle and began to chug the water.

"You're fine. I can keep the blanket on while I come back." I told him as I began crawling over the console.

As I got on the mattress, it felt sort of odd to me the way it would give in to my weight. I hadn't been on an air mattress in a long time. As I settled in on my side of it, or at least what there was of my side, it seemed to be just a twin size, I realized I hadn't grabbed my water. I was about to ask him to grab it for me, when he reached up and grabbed it, the snacks, and the other waters. He sat the other stuff off to the side. Sort of in the corner of the back of the driver's seat and the b-pillar. He handed me mine.

"Thanks." I said as I gulped the rest of down.

"You can just toss it up front." He said about the now empty bottle, as he reached for his own, finished it off, and tossed his empty one up there. I followed suit.

He grabbed another water.

"You want the last one?" He asked as he handed it toward me. I took it and said..

"Yeah. I'll take it for later. So... we just gonna lay here?" I asked as he got under the other blanket.

He settled in, and then moved the pillow towards me a bit and said..

"I mean... I guess. Lay here and... whatever. We'll have to share the pillow, and sorry about the lack of space. The full size mattress would have been to big, so I had to get the twin."

"It's fine." I said as I nuzzled a little closer and laid my head next to his on the pillow. There were a few moments of awkward silence, and then I said..

"Soooo... we just gonna hope she stops by when she sees your car sitting here on the way home?"

"I guess that's the best we can hope for. You said her phone would almost certainly be off, right?"

"Yeah. For sure. We can try it when it get's a little later. I assume she'll turn it back on when she heads home. So Zach..."

"Yeah?"

"What was in the cup?"

He grinned.

"Why do you ask?"

I grinned back, and started to say something, but he beat me to it..

"It's just, I was just busting to piss, and it was pouring down rain, and you were fast asleep. You hadn't budged through everything that happened with the tire and all. So I decided, fuck it. I'm just gonna go in this old cup. So I did. It didn't go that well though."

"Cause you spilled it on yourself?" I asked through the mischievous look on my face.

"How did... my pants. You saw the wet spots didn't you? At first it wasn't that.. kinda. It just overflowed before I had realized how full I had it. Then.. well then.."

He proceeded to tell me the story of what happened. I absolutely laughed my ass off. When he got to the part about pissing on the headliner, I raised up a bit to see if I could see the spot. Sure enough, there it was. I busted out laughing again when I saw it, as I fell back down next to him.

"I'm glad you think it's so funny, but you know you'd better be careful." He said as he moved in a bit closer.

"You don't want to have an accident" He said. Shit eating grin on his face.

I moved my face closer to his, at which point we were practically touching noses.

"What happens if I do?" I asked.

"Hmm.. how 'bout this?" He replied, and then started kissing me.

"In that case I'll have to have accidents around you more often then." I said when we stopped for a moment. He gave me a quick smooch, and replied..

"One can only hope."

I began energetically kissing him, and we proceeded to make out for a few minutes. When we had finished, I suggested he should kill the lights.

"But then I won't be able to see you anymore.." He said.

It was so sweet! I kissed him again. More gently this time.

"Listen at you. Still though, what about the battery?"

"Good point." He said as he went up to turn the lights off. It was at that point that I realized, the passenger side map light was on.

"Hey Zach..?" I asked as he was coming back.

"Yeah?"

"Why was my map light on?"

After a few moments of near silence, filled only by the sound of rain on the roof of the car, he said..

"I just wanted some good light so I could see to use the cup."

"Uh-huh. So that's all huh? Didn't have anything to do with what I was doing in while I was sleepwalking huh?"

He raised up in the dark, and turned on one of the auxiliary lights near the back of the car. There was just enough light where our faces were to make each other out.

"There. Now we can at least see to move around if we need to, and we don't have to worry about the car battery. And of course not. Had nothing to do with that at all." He said as he settled back down next to me.

"Fucking perv!!" I said grinning, as he came in for another kiss. It was over quick, and he replied..

"You're one to talk!! I wasn't the one playing with myself while I pissed in the floorboard."

I bit my lower lip a little and then asked..

"How well did that go for me?"

"Pretty good, until you uh... ran out of juice."

We both laughed. Then I replied...

Maybe I just wanted someone to help finish me off. He started making out with me. He took his hands out from under his blanket, and wrapped one around my back, pulling me in closer. He worked the other one in between my face and the pillow. I reached up and put both of mine on the sides of his face. Things escalated from there..

He began rubbing his hand and fingers up and down my back. I started running my fingers through his hair. He slowly worked his hand down further as he was rubbing around. Finally, he reached down and gently squeezed my ass cheek. I took my hand from his hair, and reached down to uncover him a little. Then I took one leg and wrapped it around the back of his, pulling the lower part of his body in closer to me. He took his blanket and covered us up together in it, as I pushed what was left covering me of mine out of the way.

"Guess I should take these wet pants off. Don't wanna get our blanket all wet." He said.

As he tossed them over the seats, I didn't see any underwear with them.

"Like to go commando?" I asked.

"Yeah, sometimes. I guess that's something else we have in common."

*How did he know?* I thought at first. Then I realized how he knew. Of course, he had seen when I yanked them off during my sleepwalk.

He settled back down next to me, and I assumed we would resume where we left off, but the said..

"Jane, I don't have anything with me. Are you.." He just trailed off. No matter. I knew exactly where he was going with what he was saying.

"I'm not on the pill anymore. I had no need for it, so I just figured I'd save a little money and..." I trailed off myself.

We just looked at each other for a few moments. Then he asked..

"Wanna stop?"

A soft, "No" was all I replied.

We started going at each other again. I could feel his cock getting harder against my leg. It was also surprisingly cold, and kind of... tacky. Like, just lightly sticky.

*What the fuck?* I thought at first. Then I remembered, it had been in piss soaked jeans.

"Your little buddy's kinda cold."

"Your telling me. You do realize why though?"

"Yeah. It's fine."

"Maybe you think so, we disagree."

I laughed. Then he moved his hand down me as he asked..

"What about you? I bet your anything but cold." He said as he went to put his fingers between my legs at my crotch. I raised a leg a bit to make it easier for him.

He gently began rubbing his middle two fingers up and down the swollen mounds on either side of my lips. Then, slowly, he started working in just one finger. At first he just glided the fingertip up and down inside my sopping wet lips. He started kissing me again.

"Nope. Not the least bit cold at all." He said when we stopped for a moment.

"You're still pretty cold though. Let's warm you up a bit." I said as I took hold of his cock.

It felt so weird! I had often fantasized about having a pee soaked cock in my hand, and other places for that matter. But usually that fantasy went something along the lines of me pissing on it while I held it. Or it at least being my pee that got on there somehow. I never would of dreamed it would have went like this. No matter though. I gently started tugging on it anyway.

He started working his finger in me a little more. Once he got it most of the way in, he pulled it in and out slowly a few times, and started working another one in beside it. He had to pull out and sort of "lube up" the second finger by running it up and down my lips while twirling it around a bit. God knows there was plenty to go around down there.

Before long, he was just full on fingering me. He started kissing me again as he did. I attempted to keep stroking his cock, it was so hard! But I was starting to feel good enough that I was losing my concentration. It got to the point that I was just sort of holding on to it, eyes now closed, enjoying the feelings starting to wash over me.

"Jane.." He eventually said.

"Hmm... sorry." I said, my trance broken, and started stroking him again.

"Your fine. You wanna just focus on you for now? We can worry about me later."

It was really sweet and all, but what I really wanted was for him to yank his fingers out and stick himself in me where they had been. But I just replied..

"What do you mean?"

"Take your top off." He said it in a way that wasn't a demand, but it wasn't a request either.

I raised up to pull my shirt off as he pulled his fingers out of me. As I was pulling it up over my head, he reached around me and unclasped my bra. One handed. I pulled my shirt off the rest of the way.

"In a hurry?" I asked.

"No reason to slow down now." He replied. Sweet fuck did I hope he meant that.

I pulled my bra off and tossed it away. He started kissing me again. After a few moments, he stopped kissing me, and pulled away from me and started moving around.

At first I didn't know what he was doing, but it quickly became evident that he was raising up, at least to the extent that the limited space between the car's ceiling and the air mattress would allow him to. He kind of got on his knees while crouching over next to me. Then he asked me..

"Can you roll onto your back?"

We had been on our sides, facing each other. I rolled just a bit to lay on my back. I raised my upper body up on my elbows.

"Just lay all the way down. I'm coming down to you."

"What've you got planned here?"

"Just lay back and I'll show you."

I laid my head back on the pillow. He bent down and kissed me on the lips. Then the cheek. Then he started kissing my neck.

He continued doing so for a few moments, at which point I started running my fingers through his hair again. He then worked his way down and started kissing me around my collar bone area. Then, after a quick smooch to my upper chest, he started kissing my right breast. As he did, he brought his right hand back to my crotch. He gently rubbed it up and down a few times again with his two middle fingers. While he did so, he moved his head over and began kissing my left breast. He began to work his way back into me with his fingers. Slowly again, but he got the two of them in a bit faster than the first time. As he began to finger me again, he brought his left hand up to my right breast and started gently squeezing it. After a few moments, he moved his head back and started kissing my right breast again as he caressed it. He slowly kissed around it a bit, getting closer and closer to my nipple. After a few pecks, he had made it to my areola. By this time, he was fingering me more quickly. He kissed the skin directly around my now rock hard nipple a few times, and then finally started kissing it directly. This quickly evolved into him tonguing and sucking on it. He proceeded to move over and give the other one the same treatment. This went on for a bit. He would move his free hand and his head back and fourth, swapping between the two. Sometimes, he would squeeze and caress the one he was giving the mouth action to. Sometimes he would split it up between the two of them. The fingering continued.

At some point during all this, my hand moved from his hair to his back. The other one quickly followed. I began rubbing all over him, which quickly turned into me starting to dig my nails into him. I started gently scratching him. Some of his back muscles began flexing a bit in reaction to it, which only turned me on even more. It went on like that for a while.

Then, I started to fell it. Simultaneous to the feelings of ecstasy building up inside me, that feeling of needing another kind of release. The water had worked it's way through me to accompany the bit of pee that was already in my bladder. While this only increased my felt pleasure even more, I knew what it meant. I would undoubtedly explode when I got off. Even if I hadn't drank anything, I'd always been a bit of a squirter anyway. So if the climax was good enough, even if I'd just emptied my bladder before hand, I'd spurt out at least a bit.

This wasn't that though. I wasn't quite ready to get there just yet, though admittedly I wasn't far off. This was just me needing to piss. If I'd been playing around by myself, I would have probably gotten myself somewhere I could do just that, if possible, while continuing to pleasure myself. Feeling like this with a partner though, meant having to stop for a bathroom break. Always an awkward thing to bring up during such times. And such a mood killer having to go through that!

If it were any other boy's car, and we were in the same situation, I'd of probably had to of went outside in the rain. Or risk trying to hold it, to the result of almost certain disaster. This wasn't any other boy's car though. And this wasn't any other boy.

*He'll probably be fine if I just go in that cup really quick. Hell, he'll probably enjoy it! Or maybe... just maybe... he'll want me to go somewhere else!* I thought. We had both eagerly drank down those waters for a reason, right? So I gently said..

"Zach?"

He stopped everything he was doing, and looked up at my face, kind of puzzlingly.

"Something wrong?" He asked.

"No. God no! It's great. It's just, I kinda..." I trailed off, as I looked down towards my bladder area.

"Kinda what?"

"I hate to bring it up right now obviously, but I kinda gotta pee. Do you think I could use that cup really quick?"

He just stared at me for a second, then menacingly grinned, ear to ear.

"I mean, don't take this the wrong way or anything, but that's my pee cup. I've kinda grown attached to it, you know? I don't think I much like the idea of having to share it. Guess you'll just have to make due some other way."

With that, he started fingering me again. I started to say something back to him. Tell him he was in for more than just a damp pair of pants if he didn't let me go. But I no more than got my mouth open when he quickly cut me off with another kiss. He kissed me for a few moments while gently fingering me, and then stopped to whisper in my ear..

"It's fine." He said. He then gently pecked me on the neck, before returning to just next to my ear..

"Just let go whenever you feel like it. Don't hold back."

*Sweet fucking God!!* I thought to myself.

He brought his head back around and looked me in the eyes. I grabbed the back of his head and brought it in so our lips could meet again. We began to feverishly make out with each other.

After a few minutes of kissing each other while he fingered me, I was ready to bust. I gently reached down, and placed my hand on the arm he was using. I began to push away at it, ever so slightly. Just enough to let him know to slow down just a bit. I had never peed while someone else played with me before, but I knew from my own experimentation, I wouldn't be able to start going easily at the pace he was at. He got the message. He stopped kissing me, and raised up a bit. He slowed down with his hand at first, and then stopped completely. He left his fingers just barely in me. He placed his free hand lightly on my tummy, and ever so gently, just barely rubbed around on it. I took that as him signaling he was ready for it.

Now, I had been a bit worried I'd have some stage fright. But whether or not it was desperation, or just me being strangely very comfortable with the situation, given how little we'd ever been around each other and all the drama surrounding everything. Or maybe cause I was no stranger to going in, what most people would say is, odd places. Or maybe it was a combination of all of it working in unison. Whatever the reason, I had no trouble at all. I just relaxed my pelvic muscles a bit, and let go.

Unlike he had assured me was alright though, I did hold back a bit. I wanted to be sure to have some for later, if things continued going well. I just let out a gentle, probably two second or so spurt. He moved in a little closer, to get a better view I suppose. Then, just as I cut myself off, he started fingering me again.

"Can you finish going if I..."

"Sometimes. Just don't go to fast."

"Ok then." He said, as he continued at a low to moderate pace.

I let a little more out. It felt sooo good coming out while he did his thing. I knew I couldn't keep going in just small spurts though. No reason to delay the inevitable. I couldn't have much longer anyway. I closed my eyes, and bore down. I began gushing piss. He stopped for just a moment, then continued at an increasing pace. I could feel the warmth running under me, and headed for the depression in the air mattress made by our combined weight. He had to be getting some on his knees, but he certainly wasn't concerned with that at the moment. The stream was clearly being swatted around by his hand movements though. The warm splashes of pee were flying and landing all kinds of places on my body. Not to mention everything else. It was heavenly. I knew I had to cut myself off though. If any was to be saved. I could also feel just the very beginnings of an orgasm starting to build already. It was just all so fucking hot! I finally did slow down though, and he along with me. I opened my eyes. There he was. Fingers still gliding in and out of me. Laser focused on what he was doing. I reached up and began to rub his back a little. When I did, he glanced back at me, and grinned.

"Having fun?"

I just shook my head yes. He turned back towards the task at hand. Then, he moved down with the hand he'd had on my belly, spread his fingers between the middle and ring ones, and began to rub my outer bits as he continued to finger me. This only lasted a few moments. He then moved them back up, and placed them on either side of my clitoral hood.

*Fuck* I thought.

*I hope he doesn't go hog wild on her right out of the gate.*

To my pleasant surprise, he did not. He just started gently rubbing around the area. Ever so lightly applying pressure towards my clit with his fingers as he did. This continued for a while. At some point, I moved one of my hands up to one of my breasts and started working it. Before long, the other followed suit. It wasn't to long before the effects of our combined efforts started creeping up. I knew it wouldn't be long.

A few minutes later, I really started feeling it. I began to squirm around a bit. He read the signs, and intensified his efforts. He had been taking his fingers and bending them upwards as he went back and fourth, but now he really picked up the pace with it. He applied more pressure around my clit as he did. My breathing intensified and I started making some noises. I couldn't help myself! I also knew that with what pee I had held back, I would explode when I got there. Which just turned me on even more.

Then, it started. I began jerking and squirming around, making God knows what kind of sounds. Then came something I wasn't expecting. Zach moved his hand from my clit, and quickly bent over and started tonguing it. A few seconds later, I began exploding. He yanked his fingers out of me, and sat up a bit, just to watch the spray. With every wave of pleasure washing over me, I could feel myself blast out more. Then he suddenly returned his mouth to my clit, and began feverishly sucking and tonguing it again. I was not ready for it! I began jerking around pretty violently, and smashing his head with my thighs. He grabbed them, and attempted to pull them apart. He was somewhat successful, but I was spasming so hard at times, I would inadvertently smash them back towards each other again. I moved one of my hands away from my breast, and grabbed the back of his head, but it was like my brain couldn't decide whether to pull him away, or push him down. I think I did a bit of both. Then, with my bladder nearly drained and the rest of my body seemingly finally satisfied with what had happened, it all began to subside. I settled and quietened down, and he released my swollen clit from his mouth. He came up and put his head next to mine on the pillow. I was still feeling the aftershocks, and squirming a bit when they hit.

"Hey you." He said. I said nothing. I just looked at him.

I didn't want to talk. I just wanted to feel. He raised up and looked over me. He reached over and grabbed the blanket behind me. Somehow, it had managed to stay mostly dry. Everything else around us was a different story. He covered me up with it, and snuggled in beside me as he did. I shivered and squirmed in pleasure when he put his arm around me. He pulled me in tight, and gently kissed me. I wriggled around even more when he did. He brought his hand up from my back, and placed it on my face and began gently rubbing my cheek with his thumb. When all my shaking around finally subsided, I said quietly...

"Told you."

"Told me what?"

"I just wanted some help to finish."

We both laughed. Then I started kissing him. Gently at first, and then we just stated making out. As we would pull into each other, rubbing our bodies together, I could feel the puddle sloshing around under us. When we stopped kissing for a moment, I picked up the blanket and reached down to dip my fingers into it. It was still surprisingly warm. I brought my hand back out from under the blanket, and held my fingers out between our faces. A couple drops fell from the ends of them as we both watched. Then, as one big drop was barely hanging on to my middle finger, I reached out and placed it right on the end of his nose. He grinned, and then come toward me and gave me what I can only describe as a pissy Eskimo kiss. I gigged, and he just smiled, looking at me. I think he was about to go for another actual kiss, but before he could I asked him...

"So... how long have you know?"

"Known what?"

"Known that you were into... you know.." I replied as I held up and looked at my wet hand between us.

"I mean... I guess since I was a kid, really. Not that I knew it would lead to any thing sexual, obviously. Having no idea about anything like that at that age. I just knew I liked pee. I would pee outside whenever I needed to when I would be playing outdoors, pretty easy being a boy, and I figured out pretty quickly that I liked to pee on things. Like, not just a tree or a bush or whatever. That's pretty normal for most boys I think. I'm talking about stuff that even a kid would know you shouldn't pee on. We had one of those playsets with the swings coming off from a little hut with a slide coming out of it."

"I remember it. I played on it a few times"

"I remember you being there some. I remember Carly shoving you out onto the slide before you were ready once. You fell and went down on your belly..."

"And scraped up my hand when I hit the ground!" I finished for him.

"Fuckin' bitch. I started crying and she just stood up there laughing at me."

"I remember. Then she tried to get my sister to lie to Mom about what happened and say you just fell."

"She was gonna do it too. Carly was such a bully when we were little, I think your sister was afraid she'd beat her ass if she didn't. But, then you said you would tell her the truth. Carly got all pissed about, and said if we tell on her she'd just go home..."

"And I told her nobody wanted her there anyway. Then she started crying, and went and told Mom she wanted to go home."

"I was so happy you took up for me. It wasn't often someone put her in her place. Her parents let her get away with anything, and she was always such a brat. I remember telling your sister it was worth the scraped up hand to hear you tell her that and get to spend the rest of the day in peace just playing after she was gone."

"She never told me you said that."

"Well I'm telling you now, and here's something I've been saving for you since that day." I said as I came in an gave him a little smooch on the lips.

"I wanted to do that then, but I was too much of a pussy. Now what were you saying about that playset?"

"Oh yeah... So I don't know why I started doing it, but I would pee down the slide sometimes. Mom saw me out the window once, and was pissed. I played dumb, and told her I didn't know I wasn't supposed to, and that I wouldn't do it anymore. Both of those statements were lies of course, I still peed on it when I knew no one would see, and of course I knew I wasn't supposed to. That's why it was fun! I did try to be more careful after that though. If I know she could see me out the window, I would pee in a corner of the hut instead. I quickly realized I liked turning the hut into my own personal toilet even more than I liked peeing down the slide. From there, I just kept getting more brave. Our grandparents had a shed for their mower and trimmer and other outdoor stuff. Whenever we would go see them, If the weather was warm enough to play outside, I would always go in there, and pee in various places. My grandma asked one time..."

"What are you doing out there in the shed?"

"'Just sittin on the mower and pretending I'm mowing the yard, like Grampa.' I told her. Which I did do sometimes, so not completely a lie. By the time I was old enough to know about sex and kinks and all, I started peeing into, and sometimes onto, things in my room. Whatever I thought I could get away with without getting caught. And then there was the porn, of course. It didn't take me long to find clips of girls peeing, and much harder stuff involving pee, so that all feed into it. I knew, even as a kid, that it was kinda weird or whatever. But seeing that there were enough people out there who also enjoyed it that there was content being made to cater to our desires made me a little more comfortable. At some point I just accepted it for what it was, and just always hoped that maybe one day I'd find someone else who had the kink too."

"Well here I am."

"Yes you are, and have been for most of my life. Who knows how much fun we could of had if you had just rewarded me with that kiss that day."

"Don't make feel bad! Besides, it's not like you couldn't of made a move at some point yourself there shy boy."

"Fair enough. Well, we're here now. Thank God for flat tires and shitty sisters, I guess."

We both laughed, and then he started kissing me again. After a few moments, he pulled back and said...

"So. What about you?"

"What about me... what?"

"I told you how it started for me, so... what about you?"

"Hmm... we could talk about. Or... we could do other things." I told him, as I started kissing him again. Then, I reached down, and grabbed his now less hard cock. He was still semi hard though, and I felt it twitch when I grabbed it. So hot! I started working it, as I asked him...

"So, what do you think? Talk or..."

He cut me off with a kiss. He was already harder, after just a few strokes. He brought his hands up and put them on either side of my face. He came in and gently kissed my lips, then said...

"We can talk later. We've got all night, right? I do think you might need to rehydrate though." He said as he raised up and grabbed one of the waters and handed it to me.

I opened it, and chugged down probably three quarters of it. I put the cap back on, and tossed it to the side. I then simply replied...

"Who knew a flat tire could be so much fun."

We started kissing again, and things escalated quickly from there.

*This chapter of Zach and Jane's story will conclude in Part 4.*