The Love of Piss 3
I hope you enjoy this latest instalment guys. As before it's all about, piss, drinking it, sharing it and wallowing in it. If you've opened it, then I guess that turns you on.
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It's not so easy to get piss during the week. I work hard, at regular hours, so I can't take time off during the week to get fucked all night in a club backroom, or sit between two urinals drinking and soaking (preferably both of course); much as I'd like to!
But weekends are a different matter. Then my arse and mouth are open to everyone...well, maybe not everyone...... But anyone who's in decent shape, with a hard cock, is welcomed with a totally open mouth and cunt.
I want as much sex as I can get, so I look after myself. No fat, a round hard arse with an accommodating hole, and a flat belly.
So the following week I was back in SOP as normal. I'd given my arse its usual pre club workout. Years ago I'd bought a rubber Jeff Stryker dildo I'd seen in a porn shop in LA. I liked it because it had a wicked curve in it and was thicker than any of the others I'd seen. The shop had a whole section with different porn star cocks. There were longer ones but none so thick, and anyway it was ten inches long and that's long enough for anyone, well, long enough for me anyway. I had a reputation to maintain. Everyone knew that as soon as they pushed their cock in my cunt it would open up like liquid silk. And then it would grip them like a warm glove. So I kept my cunt in top condition with regular work outs.
With my cunt loose, thoroughly greased and ready for anything, I arrived, first as always, stripped, and went to the bar. I loved this moment; the moment before everything kicked off. When the barmen were putting the last things in place, the ice in the buckets, condoms in the jars for those who used them. Prep had made them a bit redundant but I liked them because it meant that the cum could be kept ready to eat later, even if their cock was deep in my arse when they came.. It's what I'd done last week with the used condoms in the piss pool. And it was the time when I could buy my first pint of shandy and prepare for the evening.
The music blasted out.
The ceilings were low, the walls plain brick, the floors concrete; basic masculine, ready for use. And there was a new face behind the bar. He had a dog tag round his neck, which said his name was Kai. The guys who worked here had a sort of uniform. Naked, apart from yellow jock straps with URINAL printed round the belt. But this guy had it wrapped around his arm and apart from scruffy boots was otherwise naked. I could understand why, he had a great body, a bubble butt and a sizeable cock which was already chubbed up. It pays to advertise they say, and he had everything on display just like me.
I grinned at him, and extended my hand. "Hi, Harry,"
"Hi, to you too. Kai."
"Nice cock, Kai. That should get plenty of action this evening."
His grin got wider, "That's the plan. My arse too, I hope."
"Pint of Lager with a decent shot, Kai."
"You got it Harry," He poured the Heineken, but while it was still well short of the full measure, took the glass, held it under his cock so the cock was in the drink and held it there. I could see the level rising until the glass was full, then he handed it over.
I raised the glass to him in a toast, and took the first swallow, perfect.
The first clubbers started to arrive so I leaned on the bar and stuck my arse out, legs apart. Like I said it pays to advertise, and there were plenty of times when I'd picked up my first fucks and even the first loads of the evening from just this position. Kai brought over a big empty glass jar labelled `Thirsty Barmen' and put it down in front of me with a wink.
The first guys were the usual crowd and we high-fived each other. They were naked too, one, Greg with an impressive hard on, viagra I guessed. He came round behind me, ran his hand down my back and ran an exploratory couple of fingers in to test my arse.
"Ready prepared," he said with a chuckle.
"Always," I replied.
He didn't say anything else, just stood behind me, held my hips tightly and pushed his cock into my cunt. One glorious slow glide, and the evening proper had started. He'd fucked me before of course, many times, so I knew what I was going to get; a hard, fast, mean kind of fuck, intended to show he was boss. And that's what I got.
I grunted involuntarily at the hard plunge of the first fuck, which got a chuckle from Kai who was watching me getting shafted as he was serving the customer next to me. I could see Kai's cock was fully hard now, he was obviously enjoying the view, and his new job. Not as much as I was enjoying the fucking though. Greg had a big gnarled cock, and the fat ridges were working their magic on my prostate in all the right ways. I was beginning to groan quietly.
Then, just as suddenly, Greg pulled his cock out. I was used to this too. People wanted to save the cum-shot for later. He wanted to fuck plenty of other arses before that. That was OK, I'd get plenty of other cocks in my cunt tonight; the loads could come later. Greg slapped my arse as he pulled out, his hard cock, wet and slimy from my arse, standing out and proud as he swaggered in front of the group that was now growing around the bar. The guy who Kai had been serving took the large jar Kai had put on the bar, and holding it under his cock, pissed a generous amount into it. There were a couple of centimetres of pale gold in the bottom when he put it back on the bar. It would be full to over flowing by the end of the evening. Actually, the barmen would make sure none of the piss was wasted on the floor! It seemed mean not to add to it myself, a kind of welcome gift to his new job. So I did as the last customer had done, holding it under my cock. I added my own centimetre or two and put it back on the bar. Kai gave me a thumbs up and I winked in return.
I drifted away, with my cunt, still tingling and feeling well pleased and open, to look for the next adventure; piss I thought this time.
I wandered into one of the side rooms in the cellar where there was always plenty of action. Empty, but for two naked boys kissing in the corner. It was still early. I didn't want to disturb them, they looked so beautiful together. The boy with his back to me had a particularly beautiful body and a bubble butt that was begging to be rimmed and fucked. Well, I'd love to rim it, especially after he'd taken a few loads, but I'd leave the fucking to others.
I stood watching and playing with my cock which was still hard after the fucking. Then the boy backed against the wall, spotted me over his mate's shoulder, and breaking off the kiss for a moment, beckoned me over to turn the twosome into a threesome. Yes!
They went back to kissing and I went straight over, knelt down behind the boy, opened his hard smooth cheeks and plunged my face into his tasty arse. At first it was just normal boy arse and then as he relaxed a bit, there was just the hint of cum. The bun was buttered! Then, there was a small rush, the boy had been fucked and recently. He pushed his arse out so I could get better access. More cum. Either his mate had shot a huge load into him, or this was a proper slut cunt which had taken multiple loads. A boy after my own heart. The cum kept coming, and the boy moved his arse around on my face.
I felt movement above me, and the boy turned slightly, and spoke down to me.
"Oh yes mate! Suck that arse, get all the cum out. Get it ready for more loads." He pushed his arse out more. He had good control, and suddenly there was a rush of cum into my mouth. How many loads had this boy taken? I was jealous. I moaned and sucked.
I sensed shadows around me as more guys arrived, and then a gentle trickle of piss in my hair and down my back, which built up into a fierce stream. Glorious warm piss ran down my face, onto the arse I was rimming, and into my greedy mouth in a tasty, cum pissy cocktail. This was what the evening was really all about. I held my head back, opened my mouth wide and the guy pissed down into it; perfect! I must have drunk five or six good gulps before he ran out. The last dribbles wetting my face and getting in my eye. I went back to the arse in front of me but there was no more cum to be had.
Slowly getting to my feet, I was feeling the evening was going really well. The guy whose piss I'd just drunk pulled me round into a warm kiss. My mouth was still soaked with the piss he'd just given me, so it was a rich wet kiss he got back. Judging by the eagerness with which he went on kissing, he was well pleased with it too. Our kiss attracted attention, action always does. And two people came up behind us so that both of us were soon being fucked together. He groaned, pushed his arse out to get maximum penetration, bending over slightly as he did so. I gently pushed on his shoulders urging him to go down on me. And as soon as his mouth sucked in my hard cock I paid him back with a good stream of piss of my own. He was just as eager a drinker as me, and drank my offering down with barely a drop wasted, though he did pause the swallowing once to play the stream over his face and hair.
Meanwhile the guy fucking me was doing a grand job of railing my arse, fuck. There's no better feeling than a hard cock reaming you deep, and I gloried in the feelings it was giving my whole body. The tingling went up my spine and down to my toes. Like the guy I'd just been kissing I stuck my arse out to make the most of the cock inside it. It felt like quite a sizeable shaft, and it was certainly making me very happy. Then suddenly he held my hips extra tightly, pushed his cock in as far as it would go, and I felt the jerks as he pumped his sperm deep into my hole. The first load of the evening is always special and I savoured the moment.
Done, he slumped over my back, the sweat of his chest mingling with the sweat on my back. He was breathing heavily as he relaxed. Then as his cock softened, I felt a burst of warmth deep inside me as he started pissing in my arse. It felt glorious. This was how my arse was meant to be, open and filled with cum and piss. The cock slid out and with it a squirt of cum cloudy piss that ran down our legs.
I went back to kissing the guy in front and it was his turn to share my piss with me, he'd kept a mouthful and I greedily swallowed it. I was being filled with piss from both ends! That was a new experience.
Fucking is thirsty work, I needed to top up, and slightly unsteadily, I made my way back to the bar. I could feel the piss and cum still leaking from my arse. Kai was still serving, his big cock still hard. The glass jar on the bar, by this time, was half full. Someone was going to have fun with that later on.
I got my usual lager with another shot from him, and turned around to look at the scene. It was pretty crowded now and things were lively. The two rubber pools were getting plenty of use, and there was one boy, (and boy was all he looked, though he must have passed the age test,) was being soaked by a small group around him. He was lying on his back, his legs splayed out and a nice cock up and hard. His head was resting on the side and all the piss streams were being directed to his upturned face and open mouth. He was having the time of his life. Lucky fucker.
I wandered into the other side room, and this time I had to squeeze in between all the bodies. It was getting hot and everyone was slippery with sweat. I loved the feeling of other bodies packed in against me and was freely feeling them up just as I was being felt up too. One hand settled on my arse, two fingers probed my cunt so I turned away slightly to give them better access. I wasn't disappointed. A pleasantly working class South London voice said in my ear.
"Wanna get fucked Mr?"
"Always." I said with a chuckle.
And that was all it took, he slid up behind me, and my third fucking of the night began. It was too crowded to bend over, so I just stood where I was as the kid fucked the bejeezus out of me. I loved it of course, and planted my legs slightly apart to take the drilling, groaning my appreciation. Somebody in front of me, it was too dark and crowded to see whom, started wanking me, while I was playing with a cock on someone else. The kid fucking me was going too hard and fast to last long. And all too soon I felt his fucking getting ragged and the four short, final thrusts as he added another load to my cunt. There was a momentary pause as he came down from his cum. Then with a quick slap, his cock came out and he was away. I arched my back enjoying the sensation of my cunt full of cum again. But it was only a moment's break, one of the guys next to us, sussing that I was willing to take on anyone, took his place behind me, lined up his cock and shoved it in my cunt. Beautiful! I was happy to go with the flow, and I do mean flow... Someone in front was pissing, I could feel the wetness running down my legs. I tried to catch some in my cupped hands, and managed a couple of mouthfuls, tasty, but we were so packed in it was difficult. I was thirsty and needed some serious drinking.
It was a good sized cock in my cunt. Each one is different and has a different quality to appreciate. My favourite are cocks with mushroom heads. The sort that are thick enough to put up a little resistance to start, then slide in fast once the initial entrance is made. And that mushroom head massages your prostate in the way prostates were designed to be worked. This cock was one of those.
No cock is too big for my arse, but this one was a challenge, and I liked that a lot. But then in it went. I imagined it squelching through the cum slime already there. And when it was good and deep, whoever it was paused, enjoying the tightness and warmth of my body. I started working my inner arse muscles, massaging his cock from inside, and gently fucking myself on it, he twitched and groaned softly. Just a little push in and out, and then he moved his cock around, working the cum filled tunnel.
Here was a guy who knew how to work a hole. Well he'd just met a guy who knew how to work a cock, we made a good pairing. We played this pleasurable game for another few minutes, but all too soon he started fucking in earnest, hard and deep. Then after five more minutes, when I thought I'd gone to fuckslut heaven, he froze and I felt the pulses along the shaft of his thick cock as he filled my cunt with load number three.
I'd hardly been in the club two hours, and I already had a belly full of cum and piss, and three loads in my cunt. This was going to be a good night!
It was clear if I stayed where I was I was going to pick up more fucks, but at this moment I was hot and thirsty and I needed some piss. I could always get more fucks later. So, a bit reluctantly I slid out from the crush, to the main room and headed for the pool, where I could see a space. Piss boy had gone and a tasty skinhead had taken his place. A tasty skinhead, with a tasty fat cock. I looked across at him and licked my lips. He smiled back, took his cock in his hand, and pointing it up his body, pissed a hard stream up into his own mouth, then swallowed it down. I could do that as well. My cock was still half hard from the fucking I'd just had, I lifted it up, leaned forward a little and pissed up to my face, wetting it before opening my mouth and gulping the golden liquid down. He grinned and stood up. The piss from the bath ran down his legs back into the pool.
I was going to get up too, but he indicated that I should stay where I was. I relaxed and lay back, resting my head against the side and grinned up at him.
"Open your mouth, Slut." Did he already know my nickname, or did he just guess my personality? Either way I was in for a treat. I stared at his sexy body, hairy legs, and at his half hard cock that was soon, pointing down towards my open mouth.
He took the classic stand of a bloke about to take a piss, legs apart in the shallow yellow pool, except that he slightly bent his knees so his cock was closer to my mouth. He closed his eyes, and I could see him relax, a gentle smile softened his face.
And he whispered, "Oh yes," A heavy stream of warm, sweet piss suddenly filled my mouth and cascaded over my face and hair. This boy pissed like a race horse. I swallowed as fast as I could, but I couldn't begin to keep up.
He was carrying an empty beer glass, and he transferred his pissing cock there and began to fill it up. I watched it carefully, looking at the little bubbles. When it was almost full, he stopped pissing and took a deep gulp himself, until his cheeks bulged, then bent down and kissed me, squirting the piss into my mouth. He squatted down in front of me and began tipping the piss over his upturned face and into his mouth. When it was empty he looked down at me again, grinning widely as little streams of piss ran down his handsome face.
Then standing up he let rip again with his piss straight into my waiting mouth. It made a loud splashing noise as it filled my mouth and I gulped it down equally noisily. What I couldn't swallow fast enough, gushed down my chin and over the smooth plains of my chest and stomach, around my rigid cock and finally into the piss pool around me. I wanked my cock, but very carefully, because I knew I would cum all too easily, and I wanted to hover on the verge of orgasm for as long as I could. After a few seconds he ran dry, but then shuffling forward he turned and squatted on my face to get rimmed. I love rimming a good hole, and immediately tried to get my tongue in his arse. He was pretty loose, which surprised me. This was an arse that got fucked regularly and to prove the point I was rewarded with a load of fresh cum to add to my piss soaked mouth. There was more than one load in there. Then as soon as he thought I'd cleaned him out he was away without a backward glance; I imagined, to stock up on more drink and a few more loads. I relaxed back onto the soft rubber side of the pool, lazily running my fingers through the shallow pool around me.
I found the plastic glass he'd left behind and scooped some of the piss from the pool and drank it, then tipped the rest over my face. This was fun, and I did it again. I was going to do it a third time, but the guy lying next to me took my hand as it went up and pulled it over his own face. I moved so I could see it as he poured the piss over his own face. We gave each other happy wet grins. Two piss pigs, having a good time, as only pigs can do. I sat up and looked around. There was an old yellow t-shirt in the pool. I retrieved it, soaked and dripping, swirled it around in the shallow urine pool before holding it above my upturned face and ringing it out, showering myself with the combined piss of fifty guys, then looking at the guy next to me, I did the same for him.
This was making me so horny, I needed to get fucked again. In fact I needed to get my cunt fucked more than just `again'. It was a good, hard jock arse and it needed to be seriously slimed. I stood up. Feeling the yellow streams running down my body, and stepped out of the pool. Leaving a trail of wet footprints across the floor; and enjoying the squelching sound my piss soaked trainers made as I walked, I made my way back to a side room.
It was still as packed as it had been before, but I was able to slide my piss wet body in. Other people quickly realised that I was covered in piss, but that was a bonus. A lot of the guys were turned by a young jock in my state, and I soon attracted all the attention I could want. I was kissed groped licked and fingered. The fingering led to probing, and the probing quickly led to fucking. I'd not been in the back room for more than fifteen minutes, than someone was trying to get their cock in my arse. I immediately stuck my arse out and relaxed my hole. I groaned with pleasure as the next cock slid in and the glorious dance began again. I was able to hold onto the bodies in front as I got a hard reaming from whoever it was who was fucking me. I think they came in my arse, it certainly felt like it, because the guy was grunting and then the fucking stopped and a softer cock slid out. I had no idea who it was and I didn't care, so I didn't bother to turn round. I just wanted another cock in there as soon as possible.
I moaned and said out loud, "I fucking love cocks in my cunt." That got a few chuckles, and it also got more interest; whoever it was behind me at that moment, lined up his own hard cock and took over the fucking.
"Oh yes," I sad, "just fuck me, I need to get fucked."
I stayed in the back room for the next hour, getting fucked. I picked up another two loads, until, with a steady flow of spunk leaking from my pretty open arse. I left the backroom and staggered out into the main part of the cellar, blinking in the lights. I found Kai. He was taking time off from his duties behind the bar to put his big cock to good use. He had a skinny twink bent over hammering his arse hard, and from the groans of the twink he was clearly loving it. I stopped to watch, wishing it was me who was getting the pounding. Kai saw me and winked, and I gave him a big grin in response. The kid was wanking his cock as he was getting shafted, and it looked as if he was about to blow. I wasn't about to let good boy-cum go to waste on the pissy floor, so quickly squatted down in front of him and tried to get his cock in my mouth. It wasn't easy because Kai's fucking was making the kid's cock move about too much. Once or twice I gagged as the kid's cock was forced down my throat. In the end I kept a tight grip on it so that I could control the thrusts. All the time his cock stayed rock hard; the kid was obviously enjoying what Kai was doing in his cunt. Every time Kai's cock slammed into him, he grunted and began to moan loudly. Then he bent over me and said.
""Yes, ah fuck!." And I got the mouthful of the sweet teen spunk I was craving. Warm, super smooth boy cum; and loads of it. I savoured it, swirled it around in my mouth, loving the taste and texture over my tongue, before slowly swallowing it down.
Kai continued to fuck the kid gently, pushing his long cock slowly all the way in and out while the kid twitched like a fish on a hook. After a minute or so Kai's softened cock slid out, and the kid with his hands on my shoulders straightened up, and looked down at me with a huge satisfied grin on his face. The boy was obviously very pleased with himself, as well he might be, in doesn't get much better than being sucked off while you're being fucked.
I realised that I wasn't going to have the pleasure of Kai's cock in my arse this evening, though I did get to suck it and clean it after the fucking in the kid's arse. But there would be other nights.
We looked at each other, and smiled. I still had a hard on, swallowing cum, especially when the load is as big and as sweet as this one had been, always makes me hard.
He looked at my cock, "Looks like you have unfinished business there, mate."
I smiled ruefully, "I need a cock in my arse and some piss to drink. Preferably both at the same time."
He laughed and said, "The piss I can give, come over to the bar."
When we got there, he took down the now full bottle of piss I'd helped start to fill three hours ago. "I'd tip it over tour heads but it's a bit heavy so you'll have to be satisfied with a pint glass. Time to quench your thirst Slut." He'd found out my nickname.
"Hay Jake," he said to one of the regular barmen who'd fucked me many times before, "I've just cum, and Slut here needs his cunt seeing to, can you take care of his arse while I quench his thirst?"
Jake was only too happy to oblige and came round from behind the bar, with a big grin on his face and wanking on his cock. It wasn't that it was that big, but it was pretty, and there was something elegant about it; smooth, pretty thick (which is always good) uncut, with just a slight curve which seemed to rub all the right places inside an arse. It was always a pleasure to be fucked by Jake. I'd been told he was a total top. He'd been fucked a few times when he was about fifteen, found the experience painful, and never wanted to try it again; well, his choice...
I took up the classic stance of a guy about to be fucked, leaning on the bar, legs apart with my arse sticking out. Jake came round; he must have seen the cum and piss that was still leaking from it, because he squatted down and holding my thighs, deeply rimmed it. I looked down at my hard cock standing proud and up. It was ready and so was I.
I didn't have to wait long; seconds after he stopped rimming my arse he slammed his cock into it. I jumped, and grunted. He laughed and slapped my arse. Then fucked away. He wasn't going for a quick cum, he was just enjoying his cock being in my cunt. Then he whispered in my ear.
"How many loads are in here already, Slut? How much cum am I mixing up? Feels nice and wet."
"Seven so far. I'm hoping you'll make it eight." I said a bit breathlessly. "I don't want to go home with less than eight loads in my arse."
Meanwhile Kai in front of me was busy preparing to quench my thirst. I watched as he took two pint glasses and put them on the bar next to the jar of piss. Then, very carefully he took the heavy jar and filled the two glasses. He pushed one of them in my direction and took the other himself.
As Jake was still fucking me I reached over, took my glass, and started drinking the rich brew of still warm urine. I didn't gulp it down, just measured swallows, savouring the taste from a hundred men. I watched Jake do the same. And as he drank it down I saw his cock go from half hard to rigid, even though he'd just cum, that's the power of piss! I daren't touch my own cock because I knew I would come instantly. Jake watching this as he fucked me, said.
"Oh fuck, I need some of that."
I passed the now half empty glass to him and he chugged it down in a few huge gulps. Instantly his fucking froze, and in three quick pulses filled my arse with cum load number eight. I held my own cock as I imagined his cum filling my arse and adding to loads already there, and shot a huge load of cum onto the piss wet floor.