So Mike had given me instructions.
That night I pissed my own briefs and beat my meat thinking about him. But I was also scared. What he dared me to do was really scary, and at the same time I wanted to do it because the reward would be his dick in my mouth. Up to now I hadn't had that. I had just seen it through his piss soaked white briefs and I really wanted that fucking hard dick in my mouth.
So there is this period that is after lunch where we don't have to do much. We can study or do sports or whatever. I was told by Mike to wait outside the bathroom in the south wing. I stood there reading a script that I was supposed to be working on. Sure enough, Mike was sitting at a desk not 15 feet away as though he was on detention.
What is this? I'm thinking. Why am I not following him into the bathroom?
Then my heart drops. A guy comes walking to the bathroom and it is Mike Anderson, the guy who I have a major crush on. He is blond, blue-eyed and he has a big bulge. I've been fantasizing about him forever. I try everything to see him in his white briefs in the locker room even though he is in the locker room bay next to mine. I get dressed early so I can stand at the door waiting to leave and I can see him undressing in his white briefs. Oh please, I don't want anything to happen now with him. I can't control it.
But he walks into the bathroom. And Mike looks at me and shakes his head. I have to go in and do the test.
My mind is totally frozen as I walk in there and follow my instructions. Mark is standing at the middle of seven urinals. I go in and take a position to his right. All of my instincts say no, you do not stand next to a guy when there are six other urinals to choose from. But I stand right next to him and unzip.
In the corner of my left eye I see Mike come up to the sinks and he starts washing his hands. I know he is looking at everything I do.
I then stare down at Mark's dick. He's pissing. I momentarily melt at seeing his wonderful dick. For about two years I've stared at Mark's bulge through his pants. I've seen his package through his white briefs. But this is the first time I've seen his dick. He is pissing. A light stream comes out of his cut head. Fuck. I feel exposed but at the same time I want to get on my knees and beg for it. He doesn't seem to notice the attention I'm giving, which seems normal. But I'm doing enough to make sure that Mark sees me staring. This was the dare.
Mark stops pissing, then shakes, zips ups and leaves. I'm left there holding my ever growing dick. I look forward to what is going to happen. I turn around and go into the middle stall. Then I sit on the toilet.
Mike stops washing his hands, walks in to the stall and closes the door.
"You liked that fag, didn't you?" he says.
Oh yeah, I say. "I'm getting hard."
"Beg for it," Mike says.
I don't hesitate.
"Mike, I want your fucking dick in my mouth," I am not lying here at all. "Please give it to me now. I did everything you said."
Mike stood above me rubbing his crotch through his jeans.
"You like watching that guy piss?"
"Yes," I said.
"Fuck, you are such a piss whore," Mike said. "What if I piss down your throat right now?"
I couldnt' help myself. I was a piss whore. I opened my mouth for it.
He unzipped his jeans and pulled out his dick. This was the first time I saw it where it was not covered in piss covered white fabric.
I lept to it.
"Fuck dude, take it," Mike said.
I leaned over and took his dick in my mouth. Soon I felt the piss coming out of his big dick. I swallowed and moaned at the same time. I was worshiping this dick and I loved it.
Mike kept pissing and talking.
"Fuck you little fag, swallow my piss dude."
I did, gladly.
When he stopped he said: "I bet you wanted that guy's piss, didn't you?"
I nodded yes. I did. I really did.
"Ok piss whore, you are gonna drink me whenever I say," Mark said. "Then I'll make you drink my cum."
I was glad I could get Mike's dick again, but I was thinking about the blond haired blue eyed Mark. I wanted his dick and piss and cum as much as oxygen.