It was a hot summer day in the afternoon when I had my first sexual encounter with piss. I was walking home from the shops through a deserted new housing complex making my way through all the mess seeing if I could find anything interesting to look at or steal. There was rubbish everywhere but one particular coke bottle caught my eyes. It was full of golden yellow liquid and there seemed to be lots of evaporated water at the top. It didn't take me long to walk over and realize that it was pee, but the color and sparkle of the piss had me fascinated. I couldn't help but think how good it looked as a drink. I wanted to taste it. I really wanted to see what it would taste like because it looked so nice.
I took off the lid and smelt it. It didn't smell very nice at all first. I found myself suddenly thinking about who it had come from and wondering if I could get sick from drinking it. The golden piss splashed up and down the sides of the bottle teasing my eyes. I smelt it again. It still smelt bad but was starting to appeal to me in a sexual way. I was still smelling the bottle and imagining the taste when my mind turned to others opinions and I realized I was out in the open. I took my bottle and found a private place in between two close houses.
Knowing I was now alone my full attention was back to the bottle of pee. I was rubbing my crotch in excitement, imagining the taste of real piss. I smelt the bottle once more this time totally savoring the smell. I was going to try. I put the bottle to my lips and lifted the back slowly. My mouth was sweating with excitement. The anticipation and excitement must have affected me because it seemed like forever. After a good five seconds I realized it was taking forever because I was so nervous the bottle wasn't anywhere near high enough for pee to come out. Stupidly I raised it a lot faster then and before I could realize my mouth was flooded with piss.
A big splash came out and filled my mouth with a really strong taste that wasn't at all nice. I didn't expect it to taste like it did. I think it was half shock and half knowing I wouldn't be able to swallow but I had to spit it out. It looked just as nice and golden as it came back out of my mouth. The taste stayed in my mouth and I was able to smell it on my breath when I breathed. I studied the taste in my mouth for a while, even with the unexpected taste of the pee, I still found myself all hot and excited. It was like nothing I had ever had before and it definitely tasted like I shouldn't drink it but I found myself wanting to do it just because it turned me on.
I put the bottle to my lips again with confidence this time. I slowly tipped it up until just a little bit poured into my mouth. I passed it back and forth from cheek to cheek across my tongue. Again I began to imagine the pee flowing into the coke bottle and the dick that put it there. Continually telling myself I had a mans piss in my mouth was a huge turn on. After I had tasted it for long enough I swallowed it. It didn't really feel like I should have but it was ok. I didn't gag afterwards and there was only a little bit in my mouth so it wasn't very hard to swallow. It made me feel both proud and even hotter. Before I knew it my mind was racing with thoughts of swallowing larger amounts and trying to come up with other kinky ideas involving pee.
Totally erect now, I needed to masturbate and wanted more privacy, even though the place was completely deserted. I screwed the lid back on the bottle and put it in my shopping bag so I could take it home. As I walked home my mind didn't stop thinking about piss in sexual ways. I was in love.