Christopher finally has the apartment to himself and plans to make the best of these few hours of privacy. He’s been watching a lot of piss vids on the internet and is eager to try this out on himself in the tub. But as soon as he finishes and lays there, sticky and wet, his roommate, Aiden walks in. Aiden is straight and Christopher expects the situation to explode — but then Aiden lowers his fly.
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Slowly, I began angling my hard, stiff cock toward my face. The fountain of piss turned into an arc, making its way up my torso, making more of me wet with my hot, fetid piss. Some of it splashed on my chin — I clamped my mouth shut, but continued moving that golden arch toward my face.
My bladder showed no sign of emptying — it still burned with the sensation of being far too full. Good, because I wasn’t ready for this to end.
And, finally, my piss landed on my face, pounding against my mouth, demanding that my lips open and I taste my golden nectar, straight from the tap. But I couldn’t bring myself to open my lips and taste what I so badly wanted to taste — some part of me was still rebelling, some part that wasn’t ready to admit that I might be into far dirtier and kinkier sex than I ever imagined.
But I had to open my mouth — I didn’t know how long it would take for me to work up to pissing on myself again, so I had to do it now or else I’d regret it for weeks. I just had to open them a little bit, let a few drops splash in, that was all…
I opened my mouth and my stream poured right in. My hot, salty, tangy piss flooded my mouth, spilling out the sides. I continued to let my piss fill my mouth, but I still refused to swallow. I think some part of me knew that if I swallowed, there was no turning back. But why was I doing this? I had to keep asking myself that — I was doing this because I wanted to experience what I saw online. If I was going to do that, I had to swallow it down.
I shut my eyes tight — I have no idea why — and swallowed what was in my mouth. My piss poured down my throat and sloshed into my stomach. That was … not bad. Actually, it was pretty hot.
I opened my mouth again, let it fill up, and swallowed down another mouthful. And I did it one more time before my bladder finally started to approach empty. My arc of sparkling golden pleasure shrank, hitting only my abs, and then it sputtered out, sending a few last drops rolling out of my slit and down the shaft of my cock.