As a little kid, my favorite pair of pants was my pair of corduroy. I loved the texture of them and the sound they made rubbing together for some reason. Back then, they were boy’s pants and even men’s as I got older. Somewhere through that time, I learned to accept the fact that I also had a fetish for wearing women’s clothes simply because I felt naughty for doing something bad. I never l looked at it any other way than that. That’s the same reason why I also found a fetish in people pissing their jeans, especially women at that. The tighter the pants were, the better you could see the sexy ass and even the pee drippling out from the cloth trying to escape. Jeans were lovely but corduroy was even better because the cloth soaked it right up. All of these kinks are what combined to turn me into a closet crossdresser that wore tight women’s corduroy pants and sometimes didn’t even mind buying them at the store for myself. I’d wear full women’s outfits to help enhance the naughty feeling and piss and cum my pants. Sometimes, I’d take video of it so I could masturbate to it later. I learned that I also didn’t mind an object in my ass as it was all happening to stimulate my hole. None of this was about being gay or straight as my favorite porn to watch was still lesbians in their jeans. It was all about just getting off and being a bad boy or girl. This is the back ground setting the scene to how I started a little orgy club back in college.

Fast forward to my freshman year on campus. I was never thrilled by the idea of dorm rooms due to people always getting sick and the feeling of still being monitored by RA’s as if I was still living at home with my parents. I decided to rent an apartment near the campus and commute everywhere. As a result, this gave me my space to have alone time dressing as a girl and peeing my tight corduroys. I would do it once a day and take plenty of pictures and videos until it almost got lonely with no one to share this feeling with. It was hard enough to find someone who was into peeing themselves and even harder to find anyone into corduroy. My mindset finally changed when I realized I didn’t need a significant other to get off. I just needed someone with the same kink and no strings attached. One day after class, I began searching the internet for fetish sites to see what I could find. As I narrowed my search down to a local scale, I actually found a site someone had created for the area, mainly for the college kids. I couldn’t have gotten luckier. The only problem was, it was such a big place with so many fetishes. Most of the corduroy fetish forums were gay men. Rather than just stick specifically to that forum, I posted to the public main frame about my turn ons as well as the corduroy specific forum. I did this anonymously in case anyone was weirded out and would able to recognize me on campus. If anyone messaged me about it, I would open up about who it was and how to meet up.

To no surprise, the message I found 2 days later was from a gay guy named Zach. To this point I hadn’t even thought out the possibility that this could lead to me doing this with other men. I was so focused on just finding someone to share this fetish with that it failed to cross my mind. I had never been with a man before but at this point I was willing to explore. We quickly learned that both of us went to the college and that our kinks lined up to the tee. The only real difference is that he wore men’s corduroy. He explained that he and his friend Trevor, who also went to school there, often did corduroy play with each other. There were plenty of gay males on campus and even across town but they had failed to find someone else who was into corduroy so this intrigued them. They also were curious about adding the crossdresser aspect to it as they had been with several of those but none that mixed the corduroy with it. I did it because I loved tight clothes. All of this was new and exciting to both of us so we agreed to meet so I could “audition” for the job. The only problem was, I would have to make it to their dorm dressed as the corduroy crossdresser that I was. Zach told me to show up at the door ready to play because it turned him on thinking I would have to walk campus as a woman for the first time. While this thought quickly made me hard, I was also very nervous. I agreed to the terms however and it was a date.

I didn’t know if I was walking into a trap or not for this but one thought kept my spirits up as I left my apartment. They wouldn’t risk losing the one chance they would have at a playmate that enjoyed their kinks. Besides, it was night time on a weeknight so I wouldn’t really have to dodge anyone until I was actually in the dorm. I packed a spare pair of clothes in my bag and walked out in tight green corduroy pants on with some black heels and a white top. Zach had seen pics of me in all my outfits and said they enjoyed these pants on me the best. I walked the least popular streets to get to the dorm and walked inside. I could have pissed my pants right then because of the nerves I had walking down the hallway. I got some odd looks here and there but nothing would stop me now. I knocked on the door and waited desperately for an answer so someone could let me in out of the hallway. I still think to this day they made me wait five minutes just because it turned them on thinking I was struggling out there. Finally, Zach opened the door. “Wow, you were right. He is cute. Or she?” Trevor giggled. “Oh whatever”, I said in an attempt to laugh it off. Zach took my bag after asking what it was and gave it to Trevor. Zach was wearing brown men’s corduroy pants and Trevor wore a pair that was white. “Get on your knees”, Zach ordered with a smile. Without hesitation, I did just that. “Anxious are we? I can tell we are going to have a lot of fun”, Zach snickered. He clearly was hard as a rock through his pants and he asked me to suck at it through his pants. This would have normally been the time for someone to get nervous if it was their first gay experience but I jumped right in. This was about us all having our needs met finally. I latched on with my mouth, holding onto his hips as I licked my first dick through his cords. I knew I was getting his pants wet with my tongue but soon they were getting wetter and wetter. I looked up to see his smile as I realized I was now sucking this boy’s pee out of his pants. “Drink up honey”, he said as he stroked his fingers through my hair. My eyes light up with excitement as I tried to get every drop I could. Now I could barely fight my dick in my pants anymore it was so hard. When he was satisfied with my work, he unzipped his pants and pulled out his dick. I was moving in on his cock again assuming I was going to suck my first dick. Just then, Zach let out a warm fast stream of piss on my face and then aimed it down at the crotch of my tight green pants. “That’s right. I need to see those sexy corduroys dirtied up”, Zach said. I leaned back and smiled up at him as I accepted my golden shower while rubbing my pants and my nipples through my shirt. “Damn Zach. He just got here and you’re already jumping to the finale “, asked Trevor. “Oh stop it Trevor. You know we have both been waiting a long time for this. Besides, you have work to do don’t you”, Zach responded. “Fine”, Trevor sighed as if unsatisfied. His face quickly changed to a grin when he opened my bag of clothes and unzipped his pants. As I was finishing my shower, I watched in horror as Trevor did the same to my fresh clothes, pissing all over them. My jaw dropped and before I could respond Zach explained that this was a corduroy zone tonight only. Suddenly I noticed how rock solid I was through my wet pants at the thought of all of this that prec-cum had started escaping. I had finally found what I was waiting for. “Ok, that seems fair”, I said with a grin.

At this point the introductions were over and Trevor sat down in a chair. He patted the lap of his bright white cords as if telling me to sit down. Zach nodded in agreement but first he instructed me to clean off his dick. I smiled and cupped his balls through his corduroy pants as I slowly took his cock in my mouth and slurped it completely clean. “You seem to be a natural”, Trevor said jealously as he watched Zach have all the fun. When I was finished, I stood up off my knees and walked over to Trevor with streaks of Zach’s piss on my white shirt and green pants. As I plopped my butt down on his lap, I rubbed my ass against his rock hard dick through both of our pants. He shivered a bit and poked back at me before hoisting me right up and spreading my legs. Zach approached me and warned me not to piss myself until he said so. At this point I hadn’t gone all night in preparation for my audition and I was ready to burst. Zach knelt down on a knee and started rubbing me through my pants like he was masturbating a woman except he found the underside of my penis and was going to town. I rocked my head back and closed my eyes. I could feel Trevor rubbing my hips with his hands and sometimes he would do the same to my nipples through my shirt. Zach sped up faster and faster with his hand and my pants felt like they were on fire because of the friction. Before I knew it I exploded in my pants and eventually Zach rubbed it in enough that you could see the stain on the front of my cords. I was in such a daze that I didn’t realize Trevor had his hand all the way up my shirt. As I looked at Zach again when I regained my thoughts, he nodded to me. He didn’t have to tell me though because I knew. The flood gates opened and pissed started flooding my green pants everywhere. I could feel it emptying out the bottom and soaking Trevor’s pants as well. All the while Zach was still massaging my cock through the fabric and it was like ecstasy. I realized I was even starting to moan a little bit as it all transpired and I could hear Trevor doing the same as I showered us both down. When I had finished, my pants were drenched to the point that there was almost no dry spot other than the top part of the ass. I looked down to see Zach sipping the pee out that had been leaking from my pants legs. I had never been so hard before after just having cum. I felt like I could go 7 more times if I had to. I finished it off by rubbing my ass against Trevor’s dick once more in a teasing fashion before getting up to see the damage.

You could have sworn that the guy had pissed his pants on his own and maybe he did as I was doing the same. My butt was kind of wet so who knows. At this point we were all covered in each other’s fluids and I loved it. Zach stayed on his knees and moved up to Trevor and began sucking his dick through his pants the same way I had done to Zach. My jaw dropped as I watched him sucking my piss out of another man’s pants and Trevor clearly enjoyed it as well. I couldn’t take just standing there anymore and watching. I finally took charge and unzipped my pants to pull out my cock and start jacking off as I watched the two go at it. Trevor was pretty much shoving Zach’s face into the piss filled corduroy and Zach didn’t mind at all as he was stroking Trevor’s corduroy balls through the whole thing. Within a few seconds I was ready to explode again and this time instead of dirtying my pants I had another plan. Zach’s pants had made it through relatively unscathed to this point so in my mind that needed to change. He had no idea until right as I shot my load down all over the ass of his brown cords. Some of it must have shot down the crack of his ass because he felt it immediately and looked back. When he saw the globs of love juice of his bottom he looked up at me and smiled. “I think you’ve passed the audition”, he said with a bright grin. As he went back to work on Trevor, I dropped down and used my hand and even my tongue to spread the jizz all over his ass and I finished it off by spanking him.

I loved staring at the brown canvas that was my art work but it’s like I said. I could have gone all night and I was going to get my chance again. Zach unzipped Trevor’s pants and ripped them off his body. I wasn’t sure what he had planned now but he was walking my way. Eventually he walked me backward, pushing me onto the bed. With Trevor’s cords still in his hand, he began pumping my cock which was still sticking out of my pants as I lay on the bed. His other hand traveled up my body until he was able to slide a finger in my mouth. He had me right where he wanted as his finger swirled around and was in unison with his other hand jerking me off. All at once, I felt two hands coming up under my ass as Trevor grabbed ahold of my tight soaked corduroys. He seemed like he wanted them and he would have to try hard to get them. Pulling those pants off is a task already and now being soaked it was that much more difficult. As he yanked and yanked, I lifted my ass off the mattress to help him. At this point I wouldn’t have cared if he ripped them but I knew how much they loved them on me. When he finally got them below my hips, I relaxed my butt again. All this time, Zach had still been pumping me with the white cords. I was off in la la land staring up at him, still fighting his finger with my tongue. Suddenly, I saw my green pants being wrapped around his head. Trevor had finally peeled them off my wet body and was gagging Zach with them. Zach concentrated on what he was doing but started sucking the pee right out of my green pants that he was gagged with. Soon Trevor joined him with that and the sight of it made me explode for the third time right into Trevor’s cords that Zach was using on me. Zach finished milking me dry and dropped the pants on my chest to show me the damage. He rolled off me and he and Trevor went to town sharing my green pants.

Needless to say this went on all night and I spent the night there. When I awoke the next morning, both of them were gone. I looked down to see that my pillow was Zach’s brown pants from last night. You could smell all our juices on it and I nearly got hard again just thinking of it. I rubbed my cheek against them before getting up. I noticed a note on their breakfast table and assumed it was probably for me. “Last night was way too much fun for us not to do it again. We will be in touch with you. Your clothes from last night are hanging up in the shower. Don’t think of trying to find something else to walk home in because you’ll find the closet is locked”. I rolled my eyes with a grin as I should have known this was part of their plan too. I walked into the bathroom to see my heels still drying from the pissed that dripped down and filled them the night before. My pants didn’t look like they had dried one bit. Still covered in piss and cum, I knew I’d have a real challenge pulling them back on. Once I left the dorm I faced a new challenge; getting home in soggy women’s clothes without being seen. I jogged as fast as I could in the heels and constricting corduroy pants through all the back roads until I was left with no choice but to be out in the open. I was sure plenty of people saw me but I’m not sure how many of them even knew who I was. Finally, I made it across my door safely inside. It took me a good 15 minutes to peel my outfit off and toss it in the wash. I couldn’t have been more satisfied. I finally had the playmates I wanted that shared my corduroy piss fetish. The story has many chapters however and the next one was about to start. Later that night when I was on the fetish site again I noticed I had a message. The username was clearly a girl’s this time. The message read “ Hi, can I ask you a question?”.

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