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(NOTE: DO NOT READ if you are offended. Otherwise, enjoy. BTW, I like constructive criticism. Feel free to mail me via my anonymous address. ) (This is fiction, of course. Always play safely.)
(Splatter 1.1: a re-write of the original.)
Strolling along the edge of my neighborhood park after work, I let my body relax and think about the three-day weekend ahead. Three days with no serious commitments felt like a luxury to me. I knew something would turn up that would make it interesting. Around then I heard the sound of a throat clearing behind me. I turned around and looked at a guy I'd seen around the area. He smiled. "Heading home?"
"Yeah," I replied, smiling. He had a mustache that framed beautiful lips, thick brown hair and his white T-shirt betrayed a firm chest that was taken care of, but not obsessed over. "I'm kind of enjoying the evening."
He smiled back at me. "Mind if I walk with you?" He stepped up beside me and we started making small chat. His name was Mark, and he worked in the City. After a bit I invited him up to my place for a beer. "Love to," he said, "but wait up a bit. I gotta take a leak." He stepped in a small alley next to one of the houses. I looked as he lowered his Levi's, letting them sit on his ass. He had a beautiful butt, but what got to me was the sound of his piss stream as it hit the fence. I could feel my cock stir in appreciation. I watched as his pee soaked into the wood, run down the side and pool up around his boots. Almost unconsciously I began stroking my hardening bulge. He turned around just then and raised his eyebrows at my obvious appreciation.
We got to my house and chatted for a long time over a few beers. He took a deep breath, and smiled at me. "I saw you watching me pee back there. You like that?" I could feel myself stirring again at the thought. "That's good" he said, "'cause I gotta go right now, and I don't really want to move. Think this chair can take it?" Useless question, because right after he said it a dark stain appeared at the edge of his massive bulge. I watched it get shiny with piss. "C'mere." he waved his hand at me.
I got down on my knees in front of him, feeling a serious hard-on develop in my own jeans. His bulge was completely wet with piss. I watched the water soak down his bulge, pool around his thighs and leak onto his boots. I leaned over and started sucking on the wet bulge, tasting the warm pee soaking his jeans. He unbuttoned his fly and pulled out his cock, still dribbling piss. He let loose and hit my face and shirt with warm pee, letting it soak my beard. I caught a few drops in my mouth, and undid my own fly. My cock wasn't going to take restraint much longer.
I put my mouth over the last bit of piss that bubbled out of his meaty cock. I swallowed automatically as the warm, tangy liquid hit my tongue. I sucked and licked his beautiful, huge dick, making sure to lick all the piss off that I could. My shirt and the top of my jeans were soaked with his hot urine. I could feel my own cock throbbing as I rubbed it through my wet shirt. He moaned slightly, pulled out and hit my shirt with a massive load of cum.
I stood up and took off my wet shirt. I felt my own bladder straining. Mark got on his knees in front of me. "Hit me" he ordered. I aimed my cock at his face, soaking his moustache and T-shirt. Mark turned around and I hit his hot ass, making sure that there were no dry spots anywhere on his jeans. I could feel the relief in my bladder as it drained out, spilling a long stream onto Mark's butt. He had pulled his jeans off and I was making sure that his butt got a good dousing. He bent over and I stuck a Pleasure Plus on my hardened dick, then entered his wet butthole.
I fucked his ass hard, rubbing the drops of my piss into his back. He had his cock in his hand, keeping the rhythm with me. His hair and shoulders were soaked, and I could still feel small rivulets of his piss dripping down from my hair and beard.
I came hard into the condom. Mark pulled his dick one more time before exploding himself, onto his wet Levi's. I pulled out and flopped onto my back, taking off the spent condom and letting the warm sperm run down my dick. Mark looked over at me. "You need cleaning. Here." He aimed his dick at mine, and pissed off the rest of the sperm with his stream. I grinned and joined him, making sure his chest hairs got another good soaking. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- To find out more about the anon service, send mail to help@anon.penet.fi. Due to the double-blind, any mail replies to this message will be anonymized, and an anonymous id will be allocated automatically. You have been warned. Please report any problems, inappropriate use etc. to admin@anon.penet.fi.