AUTHOR'S NOTE: The following short story was originally a rejected part of a longer scene from my erotica novel "My Boyfriend's Teen Son" that was published by Deep Desires Press on January 14, 2022, now edited as a standalone side story. It's the only piss scene I've ever written, and I felt like it fit the story perfectly, but piss-play doesn't meet my publisher's content guidelines, hence my decision to have it published exclusively on Nifty. The original short story version of "My Boyfriend's Teen Son" from August 13, 2020, is also exclusive to Nifty, and the novel version of the same title can be found across various bookstores (links below).
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Mark and Julio Piss-play (A deleted scene from "My Boyfriend's Teen Son")
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"Hey, Mark?" Julio called softly from behind me while the showerhead rained warm water on our naked, athletic bodies. We'd just finished washing each other while Juan was out, ready to step out of the shower.
I turned around to see that Julio was on his knees, clearly not ready to get out of the shower yet. His bashful smile and overall existence seduced me all over again, always looking hot and clean-cut with his short and dark hair flipped forward, a beautifully toned body that was mostly smooth with some hair and a sexy treasure trail that led to a thick bush, a semi-thick cock and hairy balls that were tasty enough to suck dry, a smooth and round ass that a typical jock in gay porn had (with a semi-hairy crack), and the kind of skin tone that could easily tan under the sun.
Julio wasn't just my Puerto Rican boyfriend's teen son, but he was a modelesque jock with the power to cause me to cheat on Juan over the summer. At almost forty, I was old enough to be Julio's father, and while I'd never been the type to go for younger men---Juan was beautiful and sexy in his early forties, my preference---something about Julio continued to captivate me. It wasn't just the fact that he looked exactly like a younger version of Juan, whose virginity my monster cock had happily taken that had led to a series of mind-blowing sex while Juan refused to sexually satisfy me, but Julio was just special in his own way.
"What is it?" I asked as the warm water ran down my smooth back.
Julio played with my hung cock for a little bit, his carnal hunger for me so apparent, and his magical touch making me stiff. "Pee on me."
My eyes bulged from such kinky words coming out of his teenage mouth. Fuck, what had gotten into him all of a sudden? First, he'd washed my shitty ass instead of letting me do it myself, which was humiliating enough, and now this? "You want me to actually pee on you?"
"Yeah, Mark. I see it in porn all the time. I want to try it."
"Oh, Julio, that's...really kinky." I'd never done such a thing in my life, and I wasn't sure if I'd get into it. Granted, we were in the shower with the water running, but still.
The corners of his mouth drooped into a frown, and he lowered his head. "I thought you loved me, Mark."
My heart cracked a bit, and I realized it was one of the few times I'd pretty much said "no" to him, albeit not directly. "Julio, I love you so much, with all my heart. You know that."
He looked back up at me with pleading eyes. "Then you'd do this for me, right? If you love me, you'd mark me as yours, right?"
I let out a deep breath, realizing I had to pee so badly. "That's for people who want to be treated like shit. I love you too much to do that to you."
"Actually, you're wrong, Mark. It can be a sign of ownership, and ownership can be full of love, too."
"But I don't own you."
Julio played with my cock again, his desire for me continuing to take over his young mind. "You do, though. You own my heart. I gave it to you completely and willingly."
Fuck, I tried hard to hold in the urge, squeezing my legs together in desperation. Peeing in the shower was one thing, since it was out of convenience, but on a teenager who was young enough to be my son? It didn't matter if the water still ran to wash away the urine; that wasn't the point. Julio shouldn't be into any of this, yet his thoughts were filthier than mine. Somehow, that reality made my cock twitch, much to my surprise.
"See, Mark? You're suffering already when you don't have to. Just pee on me. Mark me as your property. You own me, Mark. Do it."
My cock twitched again, confusing me more. I'd never been the kinky type at all, and I'd never imagined Julio would ever be as well. Yet here I was, struggling to say "no" to him because I wanted to make him happy and feel fulfilled. "You sure?"
"I'm very sure. Come on, Mark. Do it. Take what's yours and claim your territory. Let the animal out from within and just do it." Julio's tone was slightly demanding, but after seeing how hard he was, it probably just meant he was totally turned on by this kink.
"You really want this, don't you?"
"I do, Mark. Please? Do this for me?" That sad face got me every time, and I realized I actually didn't own him at all. He owned me. As dominant as I'd always been throughout the years, even during my five-year relationship with Juan that was still going strong, I'd fallen submissively under Julio's dangerous charm, a charm I still questioned whether he really knew he'd had all along.
After pondering it for a moment longer, the two of us locking eyes with one another while the water still ran, I finally gave in by aiming my cock down toward Julio's chest. I couldn't believe I was on the verge of doing something I'd never, ever do. Vanilla men weren't supposed to do any of this stuff, yet Julio had me wrapped around his finger like the true master of my heart. I was dominant only in a physical nature, but emotionally, I was more submissive than I wanted to believe. Sometimes, I wondered if he knew it.
It took me a while to get ready to pee while Julio waited in horny anticipation. Then, I reluctantly let out a thick stream of clear piss and squirted on his chest. I stopped from the shyness and watched as the urine flowed with the water down the drain. I did it again, peeing in short spurts. I tried so hard to shove aside the humiliation.
Julio started playing with his cock. "Higher, Mark."
"What?"
"Higher. Don't think about it and just do it." Julio's tone could be quite demanding when he was turned on, as if his shyness had jumped out the window. Granted, he was never mean about it, but it was still surprising to me.
Sighing, I did as told and let more of my clear piss shoot, hitting dangerously close to Julio's mouth. I tried not to aim closer because I didn't want to cross that line. Peeing on him was enough to begin with.
He scooted closer to me and lifted my huge cock a little so that my piss splashed against his face, shocking me by the second. He stuck his tongue out at the stream and tasted what he really shouldn't be tasting, all while stroking his erection that leaked in a stringy mess. God, what a horny and naughty teen jock who desperately needed this. Given his preference for older men, I could only imagine it boosted his hormones to the max.
By now, I couldn't stop peeing, and I found myself getting a little hard at just how much this turned Julio on. This was new territory for the both of us, and I couldn't even think of what to say about it. I simply did as told like the spineless fuck I was around him.
He drank a good amount of my piss, swallowing as much as he could, then stopped to let the rest hit his face. A horny smile danced on his lips while he played with his dripping cock. "Ngh, Mark..."
"Yeah, come for me, Julio. Shoot that warm load for me." I still peed but was getting turned on myself. In a way, I was glad I drank lots of water daily for my urine to be as clear as it was, if just to reduce the smell.
Finally, Julio moaned as he shot a bigger load than I'd anticipated, his eyes rolling to the back of his head in the pleasure I'd instilled in him. His body shook from the presumably intense orgasm, his fountain-like cum squirting in creamy ropes, eventually washing down the drain.
I finished peeing and couldn't believe what I'd done. I felt so much shame and humiliation, but at the same time, my cock didn't seem to care. It responded with excitement, and now, it was my turn to exert my dominance.
Leaving the warm water running, I gripped Julio's head and gently shoved half of my cock into his warm mouth. Given my animalistic craving for him, I wasn't far from shooting my load, which he'd happily swallow like other times---he'd swallowed my piss, after all.
I gazed deeply into his sexy, brown eyes, caressing his face while fucking his hot mouth, his pink lips hugging my thick shaft. "The things you do to me, Julio. I think you own me just as much as you believe I own you."
Silent, he took over and worked my cock with the utmost devotion, staring into my eyes with the love and desire he'd shown me all along. Whether submissive or dominant, he took care of me because he was never selfish when it came to pleasure. We both took care of one another.
Fuck, I couldn't hold it in anymore, the urge to shoot my load hitting me harder than my erection. "I love you, Julio...ungh, I'm coming..." Within quick seconds, I flooded his mouth with my man milk, a seemingly heavy amount being drained out from my big balls and down his throat, not a single drop missed. As much as I'd enjoyed the occasional times Juan and I had had sex, it paled in comparison to my times with Julio, only because of Julio's true desire for me that made me feel wanted in a way that Juan couldn't seem to do no matter how hard he tried---I strongly suspected he was asexual despite his denial.
Julio stood up and hugged me while the still-warm water rained on us, his lips finding mine for a deep, passionate make-out session. Whether we'd do piss-play again, I wasn't sure. All I knew was that he continued to surprise me the harder I fell for him.
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I'm Marco May, a published author of gay romance and erotica, both contemporary and paranormal. My focus is on new adult, college, BDSM, kink, and age gaps, with some taboo.
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