Posted Wed Jun 24, 2015 | 292 Words | Tagged story piss chav

Saturday, time for a walk to the supermarket for the usual groceries. I took the alleyway towards the main road as it was the fastest way.

Some scummy chav in the alley turned around towards me and grabbed me. Great, I knew this was a bad idea. However, instead of punching me he decided to just piss all over my t-shirt. Completely soaking it. And the bastard just smirked at me waiting for something to happen.

I felt it soaking through and onto my skin. Everything just stank of piss. But as I sniffed there was something different, something manly about it. I felt more of it soaking in to my skin and my t-shirt started to dry a little. That was slightly worrying.

I felt my dick stir in my pants, but my mind was hazy and clogged up. I’m sure I was pulling a dumb smile while I felt something placed on my head. I assumed it to be a hat similar to the adidas one he was wearing.

My mind struggled to work out what I was doing. I was hanging out with me mates right? Sure. The idea of being a university student, studying and anything with hard work just left me brain.

I felt my dick release and release piss everywhere into my jeans. My jeans started to feel a bit different though. I looked down at them and the crotch was a cotton fabric, although damp. As it spread, I realised they were me favourite pair of trackies.

As though satisfied, he took off the hoodie and t-shirt I was wearing for some reason and replaced it with me normal grey adidas one with the stripes. Walking off together, I wore the cocky grin he used.