Date: Sat, 4 Feb 2017 12:20:47 -0600 From: R D Subject: Till The Dam Breaks This is a story that contains watersports between three boys. If that isn't your interest, feel no need to read further. Please, no one under 18, do not read this where it is illegal to do so. Please take time to donate to Nifty. They have done a great service by hosting this story and others. Enjoy -- The three boys huddled together around the lunch table. Under the plastic shell sat their prize: the last piece of chocolate cream pie. Finn spoke up first, "I mean, I was first through the lunch line. I was the one who saw it. I think I should be the one to get it." He was a slim and toned athletic boy. But even so, Finn had never quite become a 'jock' like the other boys. When the other boys played football, he ran cross country. When the other boys wrestled, he swam. When the other boys played baseball, he played tennis. He was the one of the elite three-sport athletes and firmly planted under the radar. His reaching hand was quickly seized by a thick fist. "Come on, sports boy. Isn't it against the rules for you to eat real food?" Percy cut in. The chubby boy gave Finn's wrist a fond squeeze. "Just imagine, you eat this thing and you're gonna get a belly like mine!" He gave his chubby stomach a swat. "And that's going to ruin all of your swim times." The two had been friends since the day they were dropped off at the same day care. When Finn was trying to teach Percy how to shoot baskets, Percy was trying to teach Finn how to shoot aliens. His academics weren't high enough to be a nerd. Musicality wasn't good enough to be a band geek, though he enjoyed his position as last-chair coronet. He would gleefully brag that he was only in it for the gym exemption, only holding up his instrument and moving his fingers while the others played. "Guys," a quiet voice murmured. The two turned towards the scrawny boy. Even if Finn wasn't quite a jock and Percy wasn't quite a nerd, Kevin wasn't much of anything. He had been sick for the first week of school, missing out on every chance to find his niche. Had the other boys not grabbed him and physically placed him at their lunch table, he may have never spoken at all during school. Even in those first weeks, the two would simply talk to each other with the occasional lead to see if the boy was ready to speak up. Even now, that shyness grew too strong to speak loudly, but the two took their time to make sure he was heard. "Guys," Kevin said again, steadying his voice, "I paid for it. So that means it's mine. Right?" Percy's mouth furrowed into a pout. Finn rolled his eyes, "Really, Percy? I find it, he pays for it, what's your claim on this?" "I'm a fat kid," Percy said, stretching his arms behind his head. "And that means I would appreciate it the most." "You're a dick, dude," Finn spat, nudging the pie just out of reach of the three of them. "Well, I'll play 'Till the dam breaks' for it," Percy replied. Finn turned a little red across the cheeks as Kevin inched closer. "What's that?" the small boy asked, having never seen Finn ever lose his cool before. Percy wrapped a thick arm around Kevin but didn't reply, instead waiting for a reply from his old friend. "Fine. Come on, we'll do it in the locker room. Are we really bringing Kevin into this?" Finn replied, his voice a little shaky. "Of course, we're not going to leave our little buddy behind, are we?" Percy replied, getting up to his feet. Finn took his plastic water bottle and stood, already moving towards the door. Kevin scrambled up with the other two. He leaned across the table to snatch up the pie before sneaking out of the lunch room with the other two. The halls were eerily quiet during the lunch hour. The three moved in silence around the corner and through the locker room door. Percy glanced around as they stepped past row after row of benches and lockers. "You know, this is my first time in here." Finn pushed on ahead, looking around every corner and peeking into the showers to make sure the trio was completely alone. Percy turned to Kevin, deciding to continue talking even if Finn wouldn't listen. "They say that marching band counts as a sport, so you can get out of gym if you push hard enough." Finn returned, having filled his water bottle. "OK, I'll drink first." He tipped the bottle to his lips and began to chug. His throat flexed as he swallowed again and again. Seconds passed before he finally pulled back with a gasp for air, handing the empty bottle over to Percy. Percy stepped towards the water fountain to begin refilling it as Kevin turned towards Finn. "You guys still haven't explained this to me," he said quietly. He set the pie on the locker room bench carefully as Percy returned, starting to take slow hard swallows of water. Unlike Finn, he couldn't do it all in one go, having to catch his breath between every few swallows. "It's this game that Percy and I used to play back when we were kids. Basically, we drink a bunch of water. Last one who doesn't piss himself is the winner. And gets the pie," Finn explained, undercut with Percy's gasps between swallows. Kevin felt his cheeks turn red as the empty bottle was passed to him. The young boy took it into his hands. Finn quickly added, "If you don't want to play, we aren't going to make you." "No," Kevin replied reflexively. It didn't sound perverse. They had taught him in scouts about 'private' areas and pervy things that a good boy shouldn't do. But they were fully clothed. Besides, he hadn't wet himself since he was a little kid. This would be easy. "I'll play." He turned towards the water found, the other two elbowing each other as the boy filled up the heavy bottle. The amount of water suddenly seemed huge as he stepped back into the circle with the others. He put it to his lips and began to drink. The water was clean and cool, Kevin easily drinking swallows after swallow. He pulled back to breathe, the others smiling at him. He drank again, feeling that cool water sitting in the pit of his stomach as he swallowed again, again, again. He had water cramps once before during scout camp, and he knew to pace himself. He took one last breath before tilting the bottle back and finishing it. The other two happily patted him on the shoulder, pulling him into a tight circle. Finn was starting to fidget, having drank first. Percy, cool as ever, just clenched his jaw, face fixed in a smirk. Kevin felt those first tingles deep inside himself. The boys began to shift their weight. "OK," Finn said, his voice already starting to wobble. "First dare round." "Dare round?" Kevin parroted. "Dare round," Percy said with a grin. "We each get a dare to help speed things up. I mean, it would be boring if we just sat around here waiting. Since Finn drank first, he gets to pick the first dare, and he'll go last when it moves around. I mean, just look at him, you can tell he's about to break." "Shut up," Finn replied, trying to steel his expression. "You know, I'm going to pick an easy one. No pants. I don't want you trying to dribble into your underwear and saying it doesn't count." He turned to Kevin before giving Percy a punch in the shoulder. "That's how this asshole won the first time we played this." "Never going to let me live that down, huh?" Percy replied with a smirk as he unfastened his belt. Kevin grew increasingly red as he watched Percy slide his jeans down. He wore a pair of red boxer briefs, clinging to a hefty bulge in the front. He gave it a bit of a tug, rearranging himself before turning to Kevin. "Your turn, little buddy." Kevin hesitated. He felt himself starting to fidget, between the embarrassment and growing need to piss. He worked his shorts open before looking up at the other two, speaking quietly and earnestly, "Don't tease, OK?" He let the shorts fall, exposing just plain white briefs. He kicked the shorts out from around his ankles, the cool air from the gym falling on his exposed thighs. Percy's arm wrapped around his shoulder affectionately, face grinning down at the boy. A sense of pride began to replace the embarrassment, finding himself proud to face this challenge and get one step closer to winning the prize. Finn dropped his shorts with no hesitation, exposing the white athletic jockstrap. Percy rolled his eyes as Kevin marveled at it. Finn fumbled around, trying to get his shorts over his shoes without taking them off, turning around to expose his ass, framed in those elastic straps. "A jock, really?" Percy mumbled as Finn finally found his footing, the three bulges close to one another in the circle. "Yeah, I didn't change after gym. I was in a hurry," he replied. The boys were all starting to fidget now, shifting weight from foot to foot. "Your move, Perc." Percy folded his arms, tapping his foot, his movements growing a little more tense. "10 second bladder massage." He turned towards Kevin, hand out stretched. The boy inched back reflexively as Percy moved closer. "Sorry, bud. It's your turn to go first. I won't go easy, but it's only 10 seconds. You'll be fine." Kevin moved closer, wrapping one arm around Percy's shoulders and the other around Finn's. The big hands slid his shirt up, over that soft flat stomach. "Ready? Go!" Kevin fixed his eyes on the clock in the gym as both boys pressed down hard on his abdomen. A surge went through him as pressure was placed over his bladder, the need to piss crashing down on him. He kicked his legs, breath caught in his chest as the probing fingertips worked harder. 5 seconds. Kevin held his breath and stomped his feet, clenched and clamped shut as tight as he could. 8. 9. "Ten! Ten!" He yelped before pulling away from the other boys. They laughed and pulled him closer. Kevin began to fidget more, relieved to have survived the round. They turned to Finn next who pulled up his shirt to expose the beginning definition of abs. Kevin reached out, resting his hand on that strong, toned stomach. He had always admired Finn's body but this felt different. He wanted a body like this, but he also wanted to see more of Finn like this. Percy guided his hand down below his navel, right above the waistband of that jockstrap. There was a definite lump there, a full and straining bladder. "Ready?" Finn said, turning to face the clock, unwilling to give a second more than necessary to the torment. "Go!" Both boys pressed down on that bladder. Finn let out a soft whine, an almost pathetic and childish noise from the tough jock. His knees buckled, held up only by the other two as his breaths grew rapid. His lips formed words of protest with no actual noise, unblinking eyes fixed on the clock. The pressure grew as he fought the urge to push the others off, wanting to endure his whole trial. 8. 9. "Ten!" He pulled forward and out of their grip with a pant. He rested his hands on his knees, bent forward as he collected himself. He turned to Percy, wasting no time in returning the torment. Kevin quickly joined in, feeling around for that same lump. Percy wasn't obese by any stretch, but the pad of fat over his bladder did make it harder to find. "Hey, no poking and prodding around. You only get a 10 count, not 10 and however long you need to jab around at my bladder!" Percy spat, guiding both of their hands, just where the curve of his tummy ended. "Go!" He squared his feet, watching the clock. Even with the extra padding, the fingers easily hit his bladder. He tried to think of anything else, clenching not only his bladder but his thighs, his calves, his curled toes. His heart hammered as 5 seconds passed. He stomped his foot, hoping maybe it would loosen the grip if only a second. He shook, fighting and struggling. 8. 9. "TEN!" He threw off the hands and fell back against the lockers. Eyes turned to Kevin, now shifting his weight back and forth between the balls of his feet. Teasing the other boys had offered a good distraction. The moment of stillness made him so much more aware of his growing urge. The boy tried to focus his thoughts on a dare, on anything other than the growing need to piss. "No shirts!" He blurted out, the first thought to come to mind. The other two took a moment to stare at him, as if waiting for him to take it back. "Come on, I said, no shirts. I don't want you guys to get yours wet when you lose." Finn peeled his shirt off of his body, exposing those abs along with his firm chest and narrow waist, the absolute swimmers build. "Years of swimming have kept me from being shy," he said matter-of-factly as he tossed his shirt with the rest of his clothes, leaving him in shoes and his jock. Percy pulled his shirt over his head. His face turned a little red, though he tried to steady his expression to hide his embarrassment. It had been a long time since he had been so exposed in front of anyone. He dropped the shirt, exposing that soft tummy. His pecs sagged, round nipples poking up like tiny cherries from the tense sensations and cold gym air. He gave his gut a slap with an open palm. "All right! You're last, little buddy." Kevin pulled his tshirt off slowly. He had a narrow waist with a small bit of babyfat still clinging to his hips and belly. His chest was flat with the outline of his ribs faintly visible. His nipples looked like pale drops of pink paint, basely raised from his chest. He folded his arms across his body as Percy pulled him closer, sharing their body heat. The three boys began to shift and move faster, pacing and rocking. "Well boys, looks like we made it through round one," Finn said. The tempo and pitch of his voice wavered, as if each word took a little bit of the focus away. "Round two. And I say jumping jacks. 15 of them and we'll all do them together." Percy shot an angry glance at him as Kevin inched back, making sure he had enough room. "Ready? Go!" Kevin jumped with his arms extended and legs apart, the impact of landing sent a jolt up through his bladder. He clenched harder but he could feel it loosen with each time. Finn bounced through his on the balls of his feet with little struggle. Percy, teeth grit and eyes fixed, kept moving, his arms flailing above his head. Kevin let out a whine as he struggled, trying to start on his toes, hoping to lessen the hard thump of his foot falls. 13. 14. "Fifteen." Fine stopped with a weak laugh, though he kept stepping back and forth, incapable of staying still. The other boys kept fidgeting as well, starting to pace. Percy tried his best to keep from glowering, hands now reflexively reaching down to grab at the front of his boxer briefs, as if he could physically hold everything shut. "My turn. And I vote for tickling. I think it's about time we end this game," he said with a grin, turning towards Kevin. "15 seconds, anywhere with anything. Ready?" Kevin opened his mouth to protest before he was cut off by Percy. "Go!" He kept his eyes on the clock as both hands dug into his armpits. The boy held his breath and wriggled around as the other two searched around his body with dancing fingertips. "Whoa, looks like our little buddy isn't the ticklish type!" Percy laughed as he tried along his belly, taking another dig at his bladder, enough to buckle the boy's knees. His heart pounded as Percy slipped that hand lower to grab the boy's bulge. Kevin let out a little yelp as he was groped, falling forward into their arms as they supported him. The hand stayed there over the front of his briefs, teasing and tickling as the seconds ticked down, checking for even a single drop of wetness. 13. 14. "Guuuuys!" Kevin cried out as he hit the time limit. He crumpled to his knees. The change in posture served as no help to his bladder as he staggered back to his feet. "Next. Next. Come on, let's keep going," he said breathlessly, afraid that every wasted second was closer to a loss. Finn turned pale as the other two advanced. "Grab around his waist!" Percy shouted as Kevin obediently wrapped himself around Finn's waist, body pressed against him, the two bulges grinding against one another. Percy seized Finn's foot and began to tickle and tease along the sole. Finn erupted in high pitch sequels of laughed. Kevin stared, hugging tighter to keep him from tipping off balance, stunned that someone so cool could ever make a noise like that. "Ahh, stop stop stop stop!" Finn said, trying to fight the urge to kick as Percy extended his tongue, rolling it up from heel to toes. Finn howled and laughed, body shaky and knees buckling as he tried to focus on the clock. Kevin kept squeezing, that dry jock pouch pressed hard against him. 13. "No, NO!" 14. Finn let out a shrill whine as he lurched forward. Hot piss poured into the jock, the fabric growing dark before falling like a waterfall from it, soaking Kevin's body. He staggered back a step as he fought to stop it, tongue lolled in relief and humiliation and lewd pleasure as he relaxed, falling to his knees in his own puddle as his bladder emptied. His whole body shivered from the relief as he closed his eyes and accepted his loss, letting himself fully relax and finish. "Ding ding, and we have a loser! So sorry, Finn, looks like you're out this round," Percy said with a grin. "Just me and the little buddy." He turned to Kevin, eyes widening. The boy had been thoroughly soaked by Finn, his stomach glossy with a sheen of piss and underwear nearly see through. "Well, that just won't do. I'm calling unfair advantage. You could dribble in those and no ones the wiser! I say we both strip off for the last round, just to make it fair." Kevin began to fidget. He was already soaked in piss, but now he had to get naked. But even so, he was determined to win the prize. He hooked his thumbs in his waistband and pulled his briefs down. His uncut cock flopped free, a little swollen from all the attention and excitement, just the tip poking free from the hood. His balls were tight against his body. The outline of his bladder was ever visible in his flat abdomen, the boy shifting back and forth in a cute pee-dance, fighting the urges. Percy tugged his boxers off in return. His fat stubby cock rested atop his heavy balls. He gave himself a scratch, making them jostle around. "You gonna strip out of that jock, Finn?" Percy called. "Naw, I'm good," Finn said, his voice almost meek. "You're a pig, dude," Percy replied with a laugh. "Don't forget that you've got a tickling coming, man. We've never had a third player. You got to make the call on the underwear. The kid gets to make the call on if 'out' players get to come back for the torment," Finn replied, idly groping himself in the piss soaked jock. "I say he gets to come back. I took it from both of you. It's only fair you take it from both of us," Kevin replied, starting to move more frantically. "And I say we start soon. Come on, Finn." Finn dragged himself up and moved closer to Percy. "Go!" Finn knew his target right away. He latched his mouth onto that nipple, tongue flicking over it. Percy fell back against the locker with a crash. Kevin moved up and wrapped his mouth around the other. He nursed and tugged, trying to mimic Finn's testing. Percy gave low snarls and grunts, stomping his feet and bowing his thighs in a squat, fighting the urges. His eyes bulged as he started up at the clock, 7 seconds ticking away. Finn dropped down and Kevin followed suit instinctively. Finn burrowed his face against Percy's balls, tongue slobbering and licking up the inner thigh and over that ample sack. For a moment, Kevin hesitated before pushing past embarrassment and driving, licking at all he could reach. Percy let out a howl as a hard bolt of piss caught Finn in the cheek. Big hands caught the back of both of their heads as he gave in, the hot rush of piss soaking both their faces. Finn lolled his mouth open as Kevin wrenched his eyes and mouth shut. Percy smirked as he aimed straight into that eager open mouth before turning back to finish hosing little Kevin down. He pressed himself against the lockers for support as he slid down, sitting in the puddle as his stream slowed to a dribble. "Guess you win, little buddy," Percy said breathlessly. Kevin beamed with pride, as he turned to reach for the pie when the surge in his bladder took him off guard, having been so excited for his victory. "Bathroom," he croaked out, taking a few shaky steps towards the toilets. The other two jumped up to help carry the shaking boy. Kevin stood wide, staggering steps, rounding the lockers, the toilets in sight. A dribble broke free, trickling out onto the floor. He broke free of the other two, trying to break into a run. His hand reached the stall door, fingers wrapped around the handle. "No," he whined as he staggered, dropping down to his hands and knees as he began to piss. The other two moved up behind him, the boy face down in the tile as he pissed like a puppy. The stream poured out of him between those pale thighs, cute hole on display, flexing from the relief. He gave a low gurgle, so relieved, so happy to finally release the pressure. The other boys sat on either side of him, pulling the pissing boy into a hug. Kevin nestled up between both of them, splashing and soaking them both as he continued to hose them down. He panted for breath as it slowly ebbed off. They laughed and hugged one another before Finn stood, pulling them both to their feet. "Come on, boys. Time for a shower," he said, heading towards the locker room showers. "I could definitely stand to wash up," Percy laughed, arm around the still shaking Kevin. Finn glanced over his shoulder with a grin, "Oh. You can wash. After the shower I'm about to give you both!"