We arranged to meet at the mall about an hour before it closed on a very cold New England night. He told me to be wet and to get there on time. He said he would arrive after me and I was not to acknowledge him in any way, and to just follow him about 10 paces behind so nobody would know we were together.
I am 38, 5'10", 150# short brown hair and smooth body. I look pretty boyish and cute in a Tom Cruise sort of way. I was wearing grey nylon sweat pants, white boys size 16 briefs, a grey and red baseball jersey, a blue nylon jacket, white sneakers and socks. It was close to zero F. I had wet my pants in my car on the way there so I was a little cold.
I arrive about five minutes early and decided to get a small cup of coffee while I was waiting. I walked up to the store and there were other employees in front of the counter chatting so I waited patiently hoping nobody would notice I wet my pants. I didn't think it was too obvious because the nylon kind of hides it. They seemed to serve me without any indication that they knew I was wet. However, another customer, an older man, looked right at me with the biggest grin and look of surprise on his face. He obviously knew what was up and liked it very much.
I left to store and walked over to the entrance where I was told to wait. There were some tables there so I sat down hoping to hide my wetness with the table. I drank my coffee pretty quickly and went to throw it away when I saw him outside smoking a cigarette. He was a very cute guy, a couple inches shorter than me and a little slimmer. He has the most adorable face and so the hardest part of this whole thing is he told me not to look at him.
He came into the mall and I stood against the wall as he looked at the directory to locate the men's room. I tried too keep my head down and just look at him with my peripheral vision so I could follow him without looking at him. He started walking and I followed. Again I didn't think I was obviously wet so although I was a little nervous I didn't think anyone would really notice. They weren't looking for a guy with wet pants to be walking in the mall. There weren't even that many people in the mall because it was close to closing and it was very cold out, but there were still a significant amount.
I followed him into the men's room and he got in the handicap stall. Of course there was a security guard at the urinal so I went into a different stall until the guard left. Then I walked into the big stall with my master. He looked at me and said it looks like you wet yourself boy ! I said yes sir, and he said to get on my knees and take my jacket off and pull open my pants a little. I did as I was told. Then he pulled out that awesome 7" thick dick and proceeded to piss all over my face and shirt and pants. I was expecting him to just piss in my open pants so it was surprising to get it all over. Yu know how it is with piss, you cant stop it once it starts. It was and if time was warped a little with the long piss he took all over me.
He then told me to wait there for a minute so he would be gone, then go to my car a follow him. He left after saying it, not waiting for me to say anything, I was his slave at that point and just had to follow orders.
I was soaked to the skin in piss. I could hide my shirt by wearing my jacket but my pants were so soaked it was obvious. I tried to sop up some of it with toilet paper but it was no use. I was practically dripping in piss. So I opened the stall and saw nobody there and just started putting one foot in front of the other. It was terrifying to walk through the mall like that. I felt like I was in a dream. I just walked as fast as I could and stared as if I was looking a thousand miles away. It felt like all eyes were on me and I'm sure some people noticed, but I kept moving and didn't even want to see the look on their faces. In a few minutes I was outside where the cover of darkness eased my embarrassment but the cold air against the piss was not comfortable.
I got in my car and cranked the heat. I saw his car and proceeded to follow him. He stopped at a couple places around the town, like parks and was going to have me get out but it didn't look cool, too many people walking around. I wasn't sure what he was going to do to me and was kind of scared, but relieved when he didn't want to get out at the first place cause of foot traffic. We found a park where nobody was in sight. The area was covered with about an inch of snow and again it was around zero. He had me wear a backpack with a belt, paddle and some diapers in it.
He pulled the paddle out of my backpack, and told me to bend over. I did as he said and he pulled my wet sweat pants and briefs down. He preceded to spank me with that paddle about 20 times. It stung like hell. Usually nobody spanks me hard enough, but with the nearly frozen piss on my ass it really stung. I really felt like a little boy getting his spanking.
He then made me walk back to the car with my pants still down, and told me not to pull them up until I was in my car. I did as I was told. The pants weren't down to my knees, but mostly covering my dick and my bum completely hanging out. On the way to the car he paddled me some more, and at one point had me bent over the bleacher seats for another 10 with the paddle. I got in the car rubbing my sore bottom and followed him to his place.
He told me to be quiet. As it turns out he still lived with his parents and wanted to sneak me in his room. He told me to be very quiet walking and to wait when he told me, then, when he told me, I would run into the first room on the left and go to the far end of the room and lie on the floor next to his bed. So he kept me in the hall way until the coast was clear and I did exactly what he told me.
When we got in there he kept me on the floor for awhile while he was getting his room prepared and putting music on. He liked to call me his little bro. and said I had to serve him or he would tell mom and dad that I wet myself again. He blindfolded me and had me on my knees next to his desk. He did stuff on the computer while I worship him for hours. He was very specific about what I was to do.
I had to barely touch him with the tips of my fingers. He had me touching like this up and down his legs, along the groin, and sometime his balls. Periodically he would spit on my face, and had slapped me whenever I didn't do exactly what he wanted. He was training me. Eventually he let me tongue him. He had my licking his balls and dick so that his dick smell was all over me. And again this whole time I was still in my piss soaked clothes.
After an hour or so he had me stand up and proceeded to spank my ass and dick with speaker wire so as not to make any noise. He kept saying he was going to keep me all night and tie me under the bed to sleep. He said the next day he was going to go out with friends and leave me tied up until he came home. But that never happened. He had me worship him some more and then let me lick him while he was jerking off until he shot all over my face. He then sent me home. I didn't get to jerk off or get off at all. I was soaked in piss with his load and dick smell all over me. I drove home like that and had to piss bad so I peed my pants on the way. When I got home I had the best jerk off in a long time and slept in the wet clothes all night.