The following story is a work of fiction and is intended for use by adults. It contains explicit descriptions between adults. None of the events mentioned in the story are related to any real events or insinuated at any persons alive or otherwise, and all characters are completely fictional. If you are not allowed to view such content in your country or are under age -- 18 in most areas then do not proceed. The author does not in any way endorse the use of unprotected sex.If you have any comments or suggestions -- which are welcome -- email me at scotbok77@yahoo.co.uk
I get to the door, it's slightly ajar, I push it open. I see the jeans folded on the floor, I quietly strip leaving only my white trainer socks on and put on the jeans. I make my way to the bathroom and stand on the tiled floor, and wait. My bladder is full. I can barely contain myself. I know I need to wait. surely a tiny bit won't hurt. I find myself relaxing the sensation stirring in my cock, but manage to resist. Stopping myself, I know he won't be happy if I do!
I wait a little longer; he comes through to the bathroom beer in hand, a cocky grin on his face. He knows how full my bladder is and how much I want to piss, and is pleased that I've waited.
He takes a slug of beer, slowly letting it swill into his mouth. he nods to me with a questioning look in his eyes? I nod my head, so he comes over we kiss and he feeds me the beer. He asks me if I'm ready to piss? I not knowing he all ready knows the answer. He slowly rubs my cock and balls through the jeans. I start to stir. His hands move north pushing into my aching bladder. I so want, no, need to piss. He moves behind me kissing my neck. Stretching out the agony for me!
Finally he slips his socked foot between mine. I know he wants me to spread my legs slightly. I do, he moves around the front. He takes another swig, smirks and nods.
"Now, let a little out. but not too much!"
I slowly release my bladder! The relief is immense! I feel the hot yellow liquid slither down my legs, changing the colour of the jeans. I know not to do too much. He wants this to last. I stop. just enough to have coloured the jeans.
His hand cups my balls in the jeans, enjoying the sensation of hot wet piss seeping through the jeans onto his hands. I let another little out, it pools in his hand, and the smile spreads on his face as the piss fills the cupped hand. He tells me to stop. I obviously want to carry on. He notices my look of disappointment and anguish. He kisses me and says all in good time.
He puts down his beer, after taking another gulp. He slowly unbuttons his jeans, taking out his large cock, points it at my crotch. I smile, I've always loved being pissed on. His stream his hard, hot and flowing nicely. He grabs my head and pushes me down onto my knees. I open my mouth and close my eyes as the yellow liquid covers my eyes splashing all over my face and filling my mouth. The sound is amazing! He pinches off the stream and gets me to stand; he wants to piss on the jeans.
The piss drenches the jeans, and seeing a nod I know I'm allowed to release my bladder completely. The relief is amazing, the hot liquid flows down my legs, pooling in my trainer socks. The jeans feel heavy with the two loads of hot pee.
I lean down and take the socks off my feet and put them both in my mouth. The hot piss fills my mouth as I suck it out of the socks. It slips down my throat. It feels so good!
He turns me round, bends me over the bath, spreading my legs. He empties the last of his bladder onto my hole. He then spits on my hole, and into his hand, rubbing it over the head over his cock. He holds my neck, pushing the head of his cock against the hole, stretching it. It gives way, and he slides inside me. He feels so good inside me.
Thumping it deep inside.
Grunting.
Groaning.
I reach into the jeans through the ripped pockets and start wanking my own hard cock.
I love being filled by his cock. I love wanking using piss as lube. I can't last much longer. I can tell by the noises he's making, he won't either. He's pace picks up so do I.
He thrusts it deep in me and shoots his hot juicy load deep inside me. My arse milks every drop. It tips me over the edge, and I paint the inside of the jeans with my cum.
Once we recover we kiss and slowly peel the jeans off me, and hang them out to dry, for use the next time!