How did you eroticize pee and come to enjoy watersports?

Even within the (supposedly) narrow kink of watersports, I see so many variations and preferences. Desperation, merely watching, diapers/bedwetting, golden showers, etc. etc. I'd guess that the experiences, influences and encounters that shaped one's interest in watersports are even more varied. What is yours? Do you remember key events that got you into this kink? For instance,

Childhood experiences that shaped it and morphed into a sexual preference later in life

How did you learn about it? Books? Partners who led you there?

Specific people or practices that firmed into a habit?

etc.

I'll go first in my response next...

I can now piece together various incidents and influences in my life that brought about an abiding interest in watersports...

As a 4-5 year old kid, I remember running home one day from a friend's house and getting caught in a thunderstorm. When I reached home and knocked on the door, no one opened it (they probably didn't hear my knocks), and I had to pee so badly that I peed in my pants. I still remember the shocking pleasure of the warm water running down my legs against the cold of the rain. Of course, it was purely the physical pleasure of relieving myself + that from the contrast of warmth against the cold on my bare feet. However, after that incident, I remember being aware of the tingling sensations whenever peed..

Much later in life, around the time I hit puberty, I read case histories from Psychopathia Sexualis by Havelock Ellis on "urlogania" as he called it and found them to be very arousing. But, not much came of it as I was just beginning to learn the basics of sexuality, leave alone kinks.

During my undergraduate years, I remember reading an Olympia press erotic book about a woman artist's sexual life, which included many episodes of watersports, which were also quite arousing. However, I didn't like the smell of my own pee and so, the curiosity about it stayed stunted and conflicted.

Later in grad school, a french woman, who was my class mate introduced me to it and explained the basic prep process - lots of water beforehand, no beer, asparagus etc. I loved what she did that one time, but, she graduated ahead of me soon thereafter and we didn't get an opportunity (private space) to do it again.

Several years after, I had one gf who gave it a try, but, we broke up for other reasons. Around that time, dial bulletin boards were around, and I discovered the Watersports Manual by Hartley. Reading it was an epiphany because it cleared up the confusion that I had about watersports as a means for humiliation vs. sensuality and intimacy. In my next (and longest) relationship, I had less hesitation and shame around bringing it up and found a willing collaborator in my gf.

When that relationship also ended, I discovered HSX and found a support group that was into kinky lifestyle of all kinds. Since then, for various reasons (career, personal problems, etc.) I haven't really developed any long term relationships where I could express my interest in ws to my partners. Obviously, this is not something that I'd want to do with someone I'm starting out with as much as someone I grow to trust, respect, and develop a deeper connection with.

I think it all started for me at a very young age. In kindergarten I saw a girl in a dress sitting on the floor in a circle, we were all sitting on the floor around the teacher who was reading a story. Then all of a sudden a large very yellow puddle started to radiate out from her dress and it totally fanenated me a lot. Then there was a neighbour girl who would play with all of us guys in play dresses and she was always showing her white cotton panties as we would always roughhouse and I would always catch a glimpse of yellow pee stains on her panties, or even fresh wet spots.

This always gave me little twinges and ended up wanting to make pee stains in my briefs. So I started wetting my pants and briefs to make pee stains in my undies. I really enjoyed seeing them and kept making them bigger and bigger. Then I started to realize how great it felt when the pee was flowing into my pants and briefs and was then hooked on being a pants wetter. It seemed that the more I wet my pants the more I loved it and wanted to do it all the time. As I got older and went into puberty it became very sexual and peeing my pants and masturbation together was over the top pleasurable for me. So pee and sex became a very normal thing and pleasurable beyond belief. I still wet my pants everyday and even wet my bed for pleasure and have fun doing it ?

I have been sexually submissive for most of my life. Drinking my wife's pee is the ultimate act of submission to my dominant wife.

I kinda knew I was always kinky, but the first intro to pee was when I was camping with a gf and she had to pee at night. Being the gentleman I went out into the dark secluded woods to keep her company and hold the flashlight. I'm pretty sure we were both naked, but had slipped on shoes, and as she squatted and started peeing she wanted the light between her legs to make sure she wasn't wetting her shoes. I saw her pussy spraying out her golden liquid, so personal, so private, and immediately knew I had to see and do more!!

Unfortunately after we got home I asked numerous times for her to spread her legs on the toilet to let me watch and she refused. After that I made sure my relationships were with more open, kinky women !

I seem to have been born with my urolagnia. It first manifested as a little kid, wanting to watch the little neighborhood girls pee, and of course my early experiences being asked to give urine specimens in the doctor's office. For me it's a combination of the fact that we pee out of our sexual organs, the fact that it feels good to pee in any event, and the shame/embarrassment associated with going to the bathroom anywhere other than the toilets at home that was part of my childhood. Other factors, including the smell, the color and the warmth of urine, are all things that turn me on too.

For me, it started with a wet dream. Wet in both senses!

A very hot teacher in middle school was in the dream, keeping me after school, then lying down on the ground. At the end of the dream, for some reason, she starting peeing her pants. It was a dream, so no logic needed. But I woke up cumming.

Later, while skiing, I had to pee and didn't really realize it. I let go for just a second, and the hotness spread down my cold jeans. It felt so good (but I was incredibly embarrassed later). That, I think, started my feeling of wanting to hold it for a woman and being embarrassed by it, but secretly wanting her to be turned on by it.

It started with guys peeing on me in the shower, on my legs, or my crotch.

Although standing up CAN be done with a woman, lying down and having her squat on me is great.

Sharing watersport fun with the woman peeing is virtually the epitome of sexuality for me. I enjoy the alluring sweet scent of her pee and the warm sensation of having it trickle on my skin.

Some years ago, the http://sexuality.org site had a long list of suggestions for shared pee play; unfortunately, it was eventually delisted and I regret not having printed it out.

A former GF of mine once related that, in her culture, it was common to gargle with (one's own) urine as a remedy for a sore throat. That stuck with me only so long before I wanted to see what it would taste like (after drinking much water). It reminded me of the taste of warm sake I'd had in Japan years earlier and it actually wasn't unpleasant. So, when I was on a chat site with a gal in Rio who was asking others how she might best turn on her lesbian partner, I suggested she find a way to have the other gal pee in a wine glass (she later did by saying her toilet wasn't functioning), then take it from her, put it to her lips as one would taste fine wine, look her in the eye, and drink it down as though it were delicious. A day or so later, she told me her friend gave her an initial "are you totally nuts" look that quickly changed to "I'm so in love with you," followed by intense lovemaking.

For me it started when I was 10-12, before I knew much about sex - information was hard to come by...I knew that touching myself felt good, and I'd heard about oral sex, but had not yet had an orgasm, so I assumed that people peed into each other's mouth. I didn't have anyone to suck me, so I tried what I assume every young man tries - I tried to suck my own penis...which I couldn't quite do (though I was close)...anyway one day I was playing with myself, and tried to pee in my own mouth. Luckily for me I'd had a lot of water, and the little I actually got in my mouth wasn't too bad...

This actually happened when I was about 19 or 20 years old. I had been dating my high school sweetheart for about 2 years. We had learned much about sex and our bodies together during this period.

When we first started going together we would look for remote places to park and make-out together in the front seat of my car. We started with intense kissing and hugging. There was absolute electricity between us!

Then we advanced to where I would slowly slide my hand between her legs, and rub her pussy on the outside of corduroy pants. (WOW, I still love the feel of corduroy to this very day!) When I would do this they would feel moist to the touch at the very outset. She would grind herself against my hand, and her pants become even wetter. Eventually, she started having orgasms doing this. As I was rubbing her, she would start breathing harder and harder, and soon her entire body would tense and she would let out a low groan and then a sweet little whimper.

She would reciprocate for me and rub my bulging erection from the outside of my pants. I would get so hard, and my penis would be straining against my underpants. My balls would ache from wanting relief. Eventually, I started having orgasms this way also. Invariably, I would produce so much cum that I would soak through my underpants, and would have a small wet spot on the outside of my pants.

When we were 19 or 20 years old our orgasms seemed sooooooo much more intense!

Anyway, time passed, and our sexual exploration together progressed, as it often does with young lovers.

She would soon let me unzip her pants during our make-out sessions, and allow me to rub her on the outside of her white, bikini panties. She would become so wet, that her panties were actually drenched in her love juices by the time she had an orgasm. When we got back to her home, she would often have to run to her bedroom to change her panties right away, so that her mother wouldn't detect what we had been doing.

She too progressed to exploring me inside my pants and would masturbate me on the outside of my underpants. We would both cum every time, and would both be drenched in our own fluids. The aroma in my car was absolutely wonderful.

Each stage, as we progressed, there was the thrill of doing something new together, and sharing a very personal aspect of our budding sexuality together.

Then more time passed, and she would let me inside of her panties, and I would rub her wet slit to orgasm. She would pull her pants down to our ankles, and I would slide my hand under the top band of her panties. I would pull my pants and underpants all the way down to my feet, and she would massage my stiff erection until it exploded in a pulsating, quivering orgasm. We actually had to start bringing a towel with us to dry ourselves off when we were finished.

As more time passed, she would allow me to go down on her, and lick her delicious, soaking wet pussy until she would orgasm. She would completely take off her pants and her panties, and spread her legs far apart so I could reach deep inside of her dripping vaginal lips with my tongue.

It was during one of these lovemaking sessions that we experienced the wonder of a "squirting orgasm".

I was between her widespread legs in the front seat of my car, lapping up her dripping love juices. Her breathing was getting harder and harder. I knew she was getting \close to cumming, so I concentrated directly on her clit area with my darting tongue. All of the sudden her body went tense, as it usually did when she started her orgasm. She let out a long, low groan, and with that a stream of juices shot out from her pussy! I was lapping as fast as I could to take in as much in fluid as I could. This lasted for several seconds. My face and the top of my shirt were literally soaked with her juices.

As her orgasm started to subside, she just lay there, not knowing quite what to do, or say. I think we both thought that she had shot out some pee during her explosive orgasm. I think she was a little embarrassed, but I begged her to do that again, and again! I loved it. It was an incredibly wonderful experience!

This experience almost 35 years ago shaped my sexual enjoyment and desire to perform oral sex on women, and my lust for female juices. I might add that this also has given me a curiosity to maybe someday experience giving and receiving "golden showers".

Well for me it's all part of how I came to love my diapers, and that's fairly well documented in several posts in the "Diaper Wearing" section. But basically it started as a kid seeing other kids and cousins wet themselves, including a girl next door who did it on purpose. This led to me doing early experiments with this and loving it. Then I discovered how much I love the smell of wet diapers when looking into a younger girl cousin's diaper pail. Then I really started getting into it during puberty, smelling the pee stains in neighborhood girls' panties (especially the ones of the older sister of a friend who was in high school but still wet the bed). This led to my diaper wearing and the rest is history. I guess the absolute height of it is having my wife pee on me (which she hasn't done for a while, but will if the situation is ideal and she happens to be into it).

I was the submissive in a relationship and my dom would have us both piss in a glass after we came and we'd share a cigar with it I really wasn't that into piss but with some cum in it it was no problem and then it wasn't long before I didn't have to have to cum in it.

I am not convinced I enjoy watersports but it become eroticized due to experiences when younger. It was done to me and it made me feel completely degraded and humiliated; nothing made me feel less human.

As a sub and an adult I have on occasion allowed it to happen again as way of taking it back as under my control.

When I was being beaten by my Mom I found going totally limp and peeing would make it stop after a couple of hits more. It I suppose has just sort of made me feel as if it is a gift of total surrender to a Dom to drink their piss or have them piss on me or in me . I have peed on my Girl friend . It makes me feel like I have power over her. She accepts it as something I like to do. I feel really awful after I do it to her. When she pees on me I consider it for play or kinky fun on her part. I pee during sex often it just happens. Probably another thing beaten into me . Thanks Mom you horid bitch.

For me, pee is the ultimate release through the penis and can happen over a much longer time as opposed to ejaculating sperm. I also enjoy watersports because I have always been fascinated by woman being able to pee without a penis. Every time I see that, I am amazed, including the sound of the pee exiting a woman's body.

It's not rocket science for me. It's warm water, and it's genital-adjacent. Plus I guess there's some pheromones and the whole marking your territory thing.

The girl who started me on enemas did this as well. After enemas, we were in the shower kissing and our legs intertangled. I felt her pee on my leg. Like the naive idiot I was I asked her if she just peed and she laugh. Then she said yeah. So I did it to her. Beats getting out of the shower. The next thing was one day after enemas we were in the tub and she wanted to suck my toes and tribe. All of a sudden I feel her peeing again. I jumped. She told me it was safe and I looked it up and as long as neither has an infection it is safe. I haven't done that in years.

One time my wife and I were making love in the morning and I said “piss on my cock while it's inside you.”

She replied “I don't think I can.”

“Try.”

I few moments later I felt a very pleasant warm sensation dribbling down over my cock, causing me to come right away.

Judging by her low moans I think she was enjoying it as much as I was.

I rewarded her with a nice rubbing of her clit while she was on top of me.

Makes a big mess but it's worth it.

As I progressed thru grade school, and I became braver at urinating alongside my male classmates, I found myself getting erections in carrying out these functional duties with others. I remember in fourth grade at a nearby cousin's barn, trying to take a piss off of the second-floor hayloft with a third guy. I couldn't pee with them, as my exposed dick got hard and made it impossible. In high school I became afraid of taking a piss in the boys' room with the other guys, as my temporary glances at their organs signalled a hard-on for me. “Cock talk” (when two males at adjoining urinals have a conversation) was always a tricky and frightening experience for me.

Thanks to the 'net, I was finally able to enjoy seeing videos of others carrying out the activity in privacy at home.

Always wanted to try this. My ex and I were fucking with her on top, and suggested she pee on me after she came. Got a nice dick shower as I masturbated to orgasm. Soaked the bed ( my side ) but nice. Did this later, but with towels.

Many years ago before I met my wife a women I new was telling me about some things she would do with her previous boyfriend. one thing she did that still intrigues me to this day was she would have him lay in the bathtub and she would stand over him and spears her herself and pee on his chest and cock, while I’m not really into that sort of thing I can‘t seem to get the image of her slightly squatting down and spreading her lips and peeing on him. I would not be against trying this, maybe one day.

Watersports (WS) is not a topic i've seen discussed here, so i did a search and this was the last discussion i could find, so i thought i'd wake it up and add to it, and hope others will as well. :-)

my first experience with WS was with a Fuckbuddy Who bred me on a weekly basis for about a year and a half. i won't go into all the details of how we met and established our dynamic (He approached me from Craigs List). Essentially, He'd let me know when He wanted, and i'd be waiting for Him naked and ass up on my bed with my door unlocked. He'd come in, undress, mount, fuck, cum and leave. We'd email back and forth, exchanging our fantasies, but there was great symbiotic chemistry, He was Total Top, me total bottom, so we both naturally got what we needed. He was Dom in the way i need, not forceful or bullying, just in a very matter of fact way. We got to know each other well, and we were lucky that our needs just aligned.

Several months into our get togethers, He contacted me as usual and came over, mounted and bred me. But this time, instead of pulling out, dressing and leaving, He stayed deep inside of me and i felt the weight of His body increase as He relaxed on top of me after His orgasm. i was always prone, and i love the feeling of being covered, enfolded (subtly controlled) in that position, feeling His relaxation after His orgasm made it feel more so.

After a few moments, i felt His cock sort of twitching and i started to feel this warm fullness inside and realized He was pissing inside of me. At first, i was startled. We'd never discussed it and He didn't ask. When He felt me tense from my realization, He whispered in my ear how good it felt, and practically begged me to take it. At this point, He knew me well enough to know He wasn't risking much to presume He could do this, and He was right. When a Man is inside of me, especially in the prone position, and He kisses my neck or whispers in my ear, it triggers a very sub, receptive response in me. The fact that He showed intense desire ('begging me to take it') is another button that opens my sub parts, and i simultaneously relaxed and got very horny at the same time and received Him and His piss.

As soon as He sensed my horny and submissive response, He continued and fed it, encouraging me saying: "that's right, take my piss, you know you want it." After He was done filling me (He had a long cock, and His piss went past my sigmoid), He pulled out without spilling a drop. He asked me to hold it in as long as i could, dressed and left. Having plenty of cleanout/enema experience, holding His piss in was not really difficult for me, and i slept with it in overnight.

He messaged me overnight, and when i read it He explained that when i peed, i'd be able to smell His scent in my pee from absorbing His piss. He told me that He had impregnated me and asked if i liked being His toilet.

Again, He had my number (exponentially lol). idk if He knew me that well or if He was just being Himself and Who and how He was just happened to fit who and how i am? Either way, it worked and it was an amazing mind fuck and the beginning of my eroticizing a Mans piss.

For me, it was an online friend who started getting me interested. I'd never really thought much about piss, and was kind of turned off by porn that showed it. After chatting with him about it on and off for a while, he shared some websites with men pissing, men pissing on men, and men drinking piss.

At first I didn't get it, but the more I looked, the more I liked it. After all, I love cocks, and there's only so much cum -- but piss is available in greater quantity. It still took me a long time to get used to the idea of drinking piss, but now I like it all!

I reflected on this theme and honestly cannot remember when pee became erotic for me.

From a young age and into our teens my sister and I had no qualms about using the toilet in each other's presence. Outside we'd often pee together. But drinking pee or peeing on each other never occurred to us. I didn't find out about "watersports" until I started reading stories in the old Penthouse Forum magazine while in the military and later in married life. My Asian wife and I also developed complete and easy familiarity around using the toilet together. In our 50s after kids were moved out, she came home from visiting family back home and brought a book all about urine therapy. I'd heard of it and was somewhat intrigued - I sometimes peed down my leg in the shower and admitted it felt good. This book promoted drinking and rubbing your own or that of others on your skin - especially your scalp. One day as my wife was peeing I stuck my hand into her stream and it was like an electric shock went through me.. I got instantly hard and began furiously masturbating with that wet hand. After that I would drink her pee as often as she'd allow, or have her pour a cup of her pee on me as I masturbated. A few times I got her to squat over my face and let it go but she found that very hard to do. She never drank mine but would rub her own on areas of her skin or let me do it. I became totally eroticized while she remains only mildly curious. Sorry if I tend to drag stories out too long... I get excited "reliving" certain memories.