The following story is original fiction and for adults only. Copyright 2010 All Rights Reserved. Reproduction in whole or in part without permission is prohibited. This story is completely fictional. It is about the relationship between two guys, including their sexual activities and fetish activity which includes watersports. If you are not 18 or if it is illegal for any reason for you to read such material, you must leave.
I was worshipping Mike through the crotch of his blue jeans when I felt the fabric getting wet. It was warm and it wasn't my saliva. My god, he's pissing his pants!
Grossed out, I immediately pulled back, only to see the piss flow down his right pant leg and soak the fabric.
"Why did you stop you little fag?" Mike said.
I just looked up at him..."I'll get sick if that piss gets in my mouth."
"Look faggot, you said you would do anything for my dick. So do it," Mike said.
He then grabbed his dick through his wet jeans.
"You want this don't you?" he said.
I did want his dick, really bad. But I had never heard of piss being mixed with sex.
Then Mike unbuckled his pants, pulled the zipper down, and pulled his pants open wide enough so I got a clear view of his white briefs. It was his bulge in his briefs that first drew my attention to his packaged. I did a double take in the locker room, and he noticed. Now I was on my knees in his bedroom.
His briefs were soaked, they were so wet I could see his dick right through the fabric. It was standing straight up. I wanted his dick even more.
I slowly and hypnotically drew my head closer to his crotch.
Then a shot of piss came out of his dick and created a small fountain of liquid squirting through the white fabric. It ran down the outside of his underwear like curtains.
My dick was getting even harder in my briefs.
Against all reason I put my mouth over the cloth-covered head of his dick. I sucked real hard and tasted piss for the first time.
He kept pissing and I sucked it down.
"Man you really are sick," Mike said. "You fucking piss slut. Keep worshipping that dick."
He stopped the piss flow and I began running my mouth up and down the otuline of his hard dick. I moaned as I sucked the piss out of the briefs. His dick was so hard and the fabric so warm. As I worshipped him, looking up at his eyes and face, my dick started convlusing and I shot my load right in my pants, even though I wasn't touching myself.
"Let me suck your dick," I pleaded. "I'll do anything for that dick."
"Faggot, you going to do what I say," Mike said.
"Yes Mike, I'll be your cockslave. Please just let me have that dick."
Mike stepped back a big and laughed at me.
"Ok, from now on when I say suck, you suck it," Mike said. "You're gonna do it in my car, you're gonna do it in the woods, you're gonna do it in the school bathroom, right?"
I hesitated a second, but it was a deal I had to take.
"Yes Mike. I'll do it."
"Ok fag, lay down on the floor," he said.
Mike took off his jeans and shirt and then he stood right over me. He pulled his dick through the fly of the briefs and put his hands on his hips.
I laid there looking up at this young hot stud, his briefs soaked and his big dick handing out. It was the most beautiful thing I ever saw.
"What do you want?" Mike said.
"You," I pleaded.
He just stood there.
"I want your cum Mike," I said.
"What else fag?"
"I want your piss," I said and I reall meant it this time. I wanted him to hose me down because then he'd let me suck him.
A stream of piss came out of his dick, soaking my clothes.
"I'm glad you like my piss fag," he said. "But you ain't getting my dick today. You still have to prove yourself."