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------------ Friendly Pisser Part 3 ------------
As I sat there on the floor of the bathroom, still dazed from my second load of piss and second incredibly intense orgasm of the day, I realized that I probably shouldn't go back to class. Not only had the big piss stain on my right shoulder not fully dried, I had spilled a fair amount new piss all over the front of my shirt. I didn't necessarily want the reputation of being the kid who comes to class covered in piss - as hot as that sounded in some abstract way, I wasn't ready to be that guy.
Instead, I waited in the stall until class was over, and then quickly snuck back into the class to grab my backpack and notebook, before slipping back out and starting across the campus to head back to my apartment, which was just a few blocks south of campus. Luckily, unlike Brody, my parents had been able to spring to get me a nice one-bedroom place. It wasn't huge, but it was bigger than Brody's room, and I didn't have to share with anyone. Though maybe I wouldn't mind sharing with Adam, I thought.
My stomach felt a little uneasy. I'd never drank so much piss before -- basically two full loads -- I'd only ever tasted a bit of my own. I absolutely loved the psychology of consuming every drop that Brody had to offer, but I didn't want to do anything that would hurt me.
I spent some time searching on the internet about the safety of piss drinking. Reading about different people's experiences and expression of their love of consuming it started to get me feeling horny again. After a little while, I started playing with my cock, absently, through my pants.
It seemed like drinking it was pretty safe in most cases. There were even many people who drank large amounts of their own piss every day, as a Chinese medicine or something. I'd just have to navigate any queasiness and back off if I needed to, I decided, but other than that, no concern really.
My phone started ringing. It was Brody.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Hey man. How are you?"
"I'm really good. Just uh.. reading about drinking piss on the internet. Wanted to make sure I wasn't being unsafe or anything."
"Right. Yeah. That's awesome." Brody said. Then there was a silence. It seemed like he was searching for the right words to use. "Hey man, I just wanna say, like, I dunno -- I'm really into this. I keep thinking about it. Having your mouth wrapped around my cock. Hearing you swallow as I feel the flow leave me and go right into you. Having you so lovingly consume something about me most people would consider waste.. I just.. I can't stop thinking about it. It's so hot. I've already cum three times today, and I'm just sitting here horny thinking about you."
"I fucking love it man. I'm horny again too."
"I wanna feed you some more," he said. "You know, except for my early morning piss in the shower this morning, you've drank all of my piss today.. I'm starting to feel it building up again and I wanna give it to you."
"That sounds really hot man," I said. "But to be honest I'm feeling just a teeny bit nauseaus, and I don't know if I can drink anymore right now."
"I understand man, that's cool. Of course you can't drink ALL of my piss," he said, laughing.
"Trust me man, if I could, I would. That's like, an amazing fantasy for me," I said. "Though probably not realistic."
"Yeah. Well. What are you doing right now?"
"I need to do some homework tonight, but right now I'm just at my place. You wanna come over?"
"I definitely wanna see you again, like, now."
"Awesome," I said. "And Brody -- don't piss before you get here. Even if I'm not gonna swallow it all, there's still lot's of fun stuff we can do with it."
"Fuck yeah," he said. "I'm already heading down the stairs of my dorm. I'll be over there in a few. Oh and Derek. Some to you. Don't piss before I get there. Maybe drink some water. I think I wanna try yours."
Click.
I wouldn't have imagined that my dick could get any harder, but there it was. Not only was this incredibly sexy, nice guy super excited to feed me his piss at every opportunity, he was open to drinking some of mine too! It was almost too good to be true.
I started almost compulsively cleaning my apartment. Tidying up. I even rolled a few joints, in case that seemed like a good idea once he got here, which, honestly, wasn't too long. He must have hurried his way down across campus to get over here.
When I opened the door and let him in, after brief hey's, he got right to the point. "Look man," he said. "If not down your throat, where do you want it? Cause I gotta go."
Without a word, I took him by the hand and led him into the bathroom. I shucked my pants off onto the floor, but kept my t-shirt and boxer-briefs on, stepped into the bathtub, and kneeled down. I motioned for him to come close, undid his zipper, and reached into his underwear, to pull out his cock.
No sooner as I got it free, did he let the stream go. At first I directed it into my mouth, not swallowing, but letting it run out down the front of my shirt, soaking both it and the underwear I was wearing. Then, swallowing just a little bit, and savoring the taste, I closed my eyes and pointed his dick at my face, and over the top of my head, showering myself with it. Quickly, with my left foot, I pressed down on the tub stopper, popping it into the `closed' position so that it wouldn't drain away.
I lifted my arm and directed the stream into my shirt, soaking my left armpit with his piss, then the right.
"Hold on for a second," I said, and he pinched it off. I'd lost all sense of shame at this point. I knew that he didn't judge me whatsoever, and so, staring up at him with my piss soaked clothes, I felt entirely safe to explore this however I wanted. "This is something fun I've always wanted to try," I said.
I stood up, and pulled him into the tub with me. His socks became wet as he stepped in his own piss. I took his dick, still sticking out of the fly of his pants, and put it into the front flap of my underwear, so that his head was resting right on my junk.
"Now let go," I said. And he let the stream start flowing again. The warm liquid flooded down and around my cock and balls in one of the most pleasant sensations I'd ever experienced. My underwear began to become completely soaked, and his piss was running down my legs, and the front legs of his pants.
Finally, his flow petered out, and he looked at me, visibly relieved, and pulled me in for a close hug, my piss covered t-shirt pressing up against his, making them both damp.
His hand floated down to my cock and balls. He felt them up through the piss soaked underwear, pressing it against them. Squeezing them and the material so that the liquid ran out and down his fingers as he squeezed my balls.
The, he got down on his knees, fully clothed with just his dick sticking out of the fly, right there in the puddle there of his own piss, and started to suck on my rapidly hardening dick through the piss soaked fabric of my underwear.
I decided to give him a little surprise. As he pulled the front of my underwear down, he started sucking on my cock directly. Swirling his tongue around the head and then diving down to take the whole thing into his mouth. I managed to relax myself just enough, and after the next time he backed up off my dick, just to have the head in his mouth, I let just a little squirt of piss out.
"Mmmphh!" he cried, surprised, but happy looking. I could see that his dick was now rock hard. He kept right on sucking, without even glancing up at my face, which I took as a signal that he wouldn't mind some more. I gave him another squirt. This one a bit longer. He enthusiastically swallowed and just kept right on sucking.
We developed a rhythm where he would take my dick all the way into his throat, burying his nose in my pubes, and then back off. And just as it was only the tip of my dick in his mouth, I'd give him another squirt. He'd swallow, and repeat.
I was so glad I could pee through a boner, because this was insanely fucking hot.
After nine or ten squirts, he pulled off my dick completely, and looked up at me with an amazed look on his face.
"That is absolutely incredible," he said. "But now I want you to just soak me with the rest."
He sat there, kneeled in front of me, head down, but eyes looking up at me with a brilliant flash of playful naughtiness.
I took a half step back away from him, and let the stream arc over to splash him in the face. He opened his mouth and caught a little of it, and then I started directing the stream all over his hair and beard, his t-shirt, his jeans, and then back up to his face.
As the stream started to slow, he shuffled closer to me and turned his head so that his mouth was wide open and facing upwards, about a foot below my dick, and he let the last trickles fall splatter all over his face and into his mouth.
His dick, rock hard, was still sticking out of his pants. He hadn't touched it, but it was so engorged that the head had popped totally free from his foreskin, straining outward to touch or be touched.
He stood up, piss running down his face, through his beard, and dripping off his chin, both of us soaked, and we just looked at each other, grinning like little kids who knew they'd done something naughty.
He flung his arms wide open and pulled me in for a hug. His warm body covered in my still-warm piss enclosed me, and I squeezed him as tight as I could, nestling my face in the crook of his neck. Him kissing the back of my neck.
"I'm so fucking glad I found you," I said into his shoulder.
"Yeah," he said. "I'd never imagined... what you've opened me up to. I don't even know how to explain."
We pulled back just a bit in our hug so that we could kiss. I absolutely loved making out with him. The few times I'd hooked up prior to this, the kissing had never been good. It had felt mechanical, awkward. With him it felt natural, playful, comfortable.
"Here," he said. "Let's get out of these clothes."
My soaked t-shirt was clinging to my body, and so he helped me peel it off, and lift it up and over my head. It fell with a wet thud into the puddles on the tub floor. I helped him with his shirt as well, and then he shuffled off his pants and underwear, and I did my own underwear. As we left it all in the tub, the clothes seemed to soak up a lot of the piss that had collected in the tub since I'd closed the drain.
We stood there, naked, just admiring each others bodies, but we were wet, and that made the air feel cold. I saw goosebumps appear on his skin, and the dark hairs of his arm stood on end.
"Let's go to my bed," I said, grabbing him by the hand and stepping out of the tub, leaving pissy footprints on the floor towel just outside of it.
He didn't budge. "Don't you wanna rinse off first, before we go lay in your sheets?"
I pretended to think about it for a second, but there was never really any uncertainty. "No," I said. "Let's go."
We shuffled across the hall and into my bedroom, almost jumping into the bed, and cuddling up together under my blanket, sharing our body heat, and letting my sheets and blanket soak up any remaining moisture on us.
He layed on his back and I was beside him on my side, right arm stretched across him, holding him close to me, my head in the crook of his neck. The light scent of our piss was everywhere on us and around us now.
As we began to feel less cold, I let my hand travel playfully down his torso. I rubbed his lower belly with my palm, all along his treasure trail and down through his fluffy pubes. I could feel his hard dick bouncing around a little, even hitting my hand occasionally, but I didn't make for it yet. I wanted to tease him a bit.
My hand travelled down around his balls and between his legs. I gave his balls a light squeeze and ran my fingers through the fur that covered the entire area. His right arm was stretched out beside him, underneath my neck, and I could smell his musk wafting up from his armpit. I moved my face closer and inhaled through my nose, slowly, basking in the warm, masculine scent. Thank god he wasn't wearing any deodorant.
Grabbing the base of his dick and giving it a good squeeze, I move my face downward, used my other hand to lift his arm above his head, and buried my face into his armpit.
"Oh yeah," he said. I looked up and he was grinning at me. "Smell pretty good, don't I?"
I murmured my agreement as I slowly started stroking his shaft up and down. I could feel his sweat all over my face now, and I took all of his pit hairs in my mouth, sucking the sweat out of them, giving the whole area a tongue bath. I felt his cock harden in my hand.
I sped my stroking and went back up for a kiss.
"Your face smells good," he said, smiling, moaning as I manipulated his cock with my fingers. "Stop." He pushed my hand away. "I don't want to cum yet."
I pulled my hand back, and instead started tracing circles on his nipple.
"Can I ask you something?" He said. I nodded. "Have you ever been fucked. Like, you ever bottomed? Anally?"
"Yeah," I said. "Just once, and it was a few years ago. It was a hookup and I had taken some ecstasy. It felt really good, but it's somethingI'd only wanna do if I'm totally comfortable with a guy, so ecstasy helped with that one guy, but really I'd just like someone I know and trust."
We kept staring at each other, smiling, both thinking the same thing.
"Cool," he said. "But not today. I wanna save up a nice big load for you over a couple days and then breed your asshole, okay?"
"It's a motherfuckin' date, dude."
I climbed up on top of him , straddling him, kinda like he'd done to me earlier in his apartment. I backed up my ass so that his cock nestled in my crack, brushing up against my hole, and then I lifted his other arm above his head, and moved my face close.
The smell was completely amazing, wafting up off of the scraggly brown thicket that were his pit hairs like a olfactory symphony of sexiness. I buried my face in for a second time, into his second pit, and again licked it clean. The smells was sexy enough, but the way it tasted on my tongue was almost too much.
After I'd cleaned it out to my satisfaction, I shifted the sides my legs were on, and positioned myself over him, but facing the opposite direction. My rock hard 6.5 incher was bobbing less than an inch above his face, and his was pointing straight up, just inches below mine, and I took it into my mouth, and pressed my pelvis forward, pressing my dick into his.
He used his hands to caress my balls, and rub all up inside my taint, teasing my butthole with one of his fingers while he bobbed up and down on my cock.
We were both allowing moans to escape our mouths, muffled by the furry cocks that filled our faces, mouths, and fields of vision. As the tip of his finger popped just inside the sphincter of my butthole, and the other caressed the base of my cock, I could no longer control myself, I felt the orgasm rise up and out of my balls, and for the second time today I was pumping a thick load of my cum right into his mouth.
As the first shot left my dick, his hand shot down from my dick and started furiously rubbing on the base of his, and my the time my orgasm was starting to subside, his was becoming imminent. Just as my cock lurched it's last tiny little squirt, his careened out and shot right into the back of my throat, causing me to cough just a little. I cleared my throat just in time for the second shot to shoot across my tongue, thick and warm. He grunted as he squeezed his own balls, and the third shot flew out even more strongly than the second, though not as strong as the first.
His cum tasted amazing. It wasn't sweet, but it was creamy, and there was a lot of it. Incredibly impressive for his fourth cum of the day.
I collapsed like that, on top of him, head nestled in beside his cock, mine rubbing all over his face, and we just caught our breath together. Eventually I rolled off of him and flipped back around, adn we kissed, and dozed in my bed together, feeling warm and safe in each others arms.
About an hour later, it was time for him to go. We both had homework to do. We wrung out the piss drenched clothes into my tub. Taking turns being goofy and wringing some of it into each others mouth or just onto each others bodies. We showered together, each taking turns to soap up the other with my bar of regular unscented soap.
I had to lend him some clothes. We put his wet ones in a plastic shopping bag that he threw into his backpack so that they could be washed.
After I finished my homework, I lit up one of the joints I'd rolled that we just hadn't gotten to, having been so caught up in each other right from the second he'd got here, and found something to watch on Netflix.
At about midnight, my phone buzzed. It was a text from him.
G'night duder. Sleep well. Cya again tomorrow?
I texted back.
Definitely see you tomorrow. Thanks for everything bro. You're the best.
He sent back a smiley and a sideways heart, and I crawled back into bed, feeling happy.
I considered swapping out the sheets, as these now smelled a little like a mens room urinal, but I was already so tired, and the smell of our piss was so comforting that I just drifted right off to sleep, safe and warm, in my bed and in the odor of our fluids.
Hey everyone! So day three and another chapter. What can I say, I've been feeling inspired! I only wish that I could spend all of my time writing for you guys, the feedback has been so overwhelming and heartwarming.
I want to hear from you! I love hearing that my storied turned you on, made you cum, or were enjoyed in whatever way. If you have anything you didn't like or want less of, share that with me as well! My email is Kris.Altend@gmail.com . Please don't be shy to message me! :)
One last thing, as I said, I'd love to spend more time writing these stories. Though I've been able to make time these last three days, the pressures of my real life aren't going to allow anything close to this pace to continue regularly, unless it is possible that I could get some support. I've seen another author on here launch a Patreon page, and so I've decided to give it a shot.
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Thanks so much for reading. Part four is already in the works!