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Warning: I shot my load more times writing this chapter than any other so far. :P
-------- Piss Buds Chapter 9 --------
---- Adam ----
We were all soaked in it, and my stream began to peter out. Derek let my dick fall from his hand, and it flopped to the side, the nearly-clear fluid still dripping out onto my thigh, and rolling down to his sheets.
The three of us were cuddled together there, on the bed. Three relatively fit, furry, horny college dudes. They were both naked, and a little cold, and so Brody pulled the covers up over us. It was so cozy. We slowly slid my wet clothes off, and all the three of our naked bodies were free to push up against one another, flesh on flesh.
Either Brody or Derek, I'm not even sure which, started pissing again, all over my stomach. All three of us squished closer as the fluid found its way in and around our bodies, and we took turns making out.
I reached down, and took one of their cocks in each hand, jerking them both slowly, feeling the subtle difference in shape. Unlike me, they were both uncut, so it was easy to slip the skin back and forth over their heads, up and down. I loved the weight of them in my hands. I loved the way Brody closed his eyes, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. Derek kept his eyes open, looking right at me, letting me see the effect of each stroke as the pleasure ran through his body.
Soon, Brody and Derek were both leaning over me. I'd suck one dick, while the other guy would jerk himself, then switch. Brody's breath started to quicken, and his hand began moving faster. He pulled me off of Derek's cock and held my face there in front of him while his hand started to move even faster and then he was bucking his hips, his muscles spasming.
I pushed my face forward and locked down around his cock, as he shuddered, going over the falls, I felt the first spurt of his cock rock his body and shoot out into my mouth. I'd never tasted cum before. Brody's was thick, and had a musky, potent taste. Brody's balls pulled up tight against his body and stiff shaft as he jerked again and I got my second shot of cum. Being on the receiving end of his biological chain reaction was intoxicating.
No sooner was Brody finished then Derek was saying, "I'm gonna shoot too. Adam. Come here," but it was too late. Brody was wiping the last few drops of his cock out on my cheek when Derek's first shot caught me just under my eye. I was turning towards it, and my lips connected with the top and underside of his head just in time for his second shot to get all over my lips and my teeth.
Though I was unaware that he'd even moved, I felt Brody's mouth close around my aching, mostly neglected cock just as Derek's third shot of cum landed right in my mouth, where I wanted it. Derek's was sweeter than Brody's. Less thick and potent, but still incredibly hot. He pushed each of the remaining shots of cum out of his dick with a loud grunt and a thrust of the pelvis towards my face.
In an instant I felt the wave of pleasure ride up from my balls and shake through my whole pelvis. I was so used to cumming with my own hand around my dick. Oral had never made me cum before. With girls, I'd always needed to finish myself off, but Brody sucked it right out of me. I could feel his chest hairs brush up close against my balls.
Then, he was kissing me. My mouth was already full of both of their sperm, and as the two of us made out, mine spilled from his mouth into mine as well, and finally I began to swallow it all.
Afterwards, we layed together, panting, cuddled up in the warm, pissy sheets.
"Okay you guys," I said, after some time. "I think that if I'm just gonna embrace this thing. I want, tonight, to really be your guys' urinal. Like.. I want it all.. I don't even care if I throw up, I just wanna get all of your piss inside me. For the rest of the night."
Brody looked me up and down, impressed with my boldness, and said, "Yeah as long as Derek is cool with you hogging it all."
"It's fine," Derek said, looking happy. "I don't mind at all."
Brody looked over at him and smirked. "You have any right now?"
Derek nodded, smirking back. "I think so."
"Adam," Brody told me, standing up. "Just lay flat down on the bed and open up."
Derek saw what he was doing and followed his lead. They were both standing up on the mattress. From my viewpoint down on the bed, I could see the bottom sides of their cocks and balls as a sihouette against the room light above them.
Derek's started first. He started giggling as an uneven, scattered spray of piss shot all over my face and chest. After a second, his spray caught up and became a solid stream of piss, splashing around my cheek as he got the aim right. I already needed to swallow, and just as I closed my mouth, causing Dereks stream to crash against my lips and chin, Brody's cock started raining piss down as well.
This time, with both of their streams mixing into my mouth, it filled very quickly, and each time I swallowed more spilled out onto the bed. Despite his stream being mostly solid, there was a drip, drip, drip, of piss dripping out of Brody's foreskin, and each little drop was landing and poolingon my shoulder. Just that alone almost made me wanna cum again.
Very quickly, though, they both started to slow down. The two of them started kissing, leaning over me, letting their dicks drop from their hands and just drip all over me, wherever the piss happened to land. They kept making out, and, I could see the contraction in Derek's pelvis as he squeezed out a few more squirts of piss. One hit the pilllow beside my head, and the other streaked across my chest and chin.
Brody reached down and encouraged me up with his arm, brought my face up to his, and started kissing me, making this intense eye contact. My dick strained, begging to cum again. He broke off the kiss and motioned for me and Derek to kiss. Derek's kisses were soft, nice, a little tentative.
So, the three of us got cleaned up, showered off, Derek threw the sheets in the washer downstairs, and we settled in with some beers and a movie. Only I decided not to have any beers. I just sat waiting, expectantly.
They both finished their first cans pretty quickly. I felt like I could barely watch the movie I was so excited. We were all cuddled up together on the couch when finally Brody said simply, "Need to piss." He looked over at me, and I gave him a playful sneer, but slid down on the couch, under the blanket that was covering our legs. I pulled Brody's dick out through the hole in the black boxer briefs he was wearing.
"Pull the balls through too," I heard him say, though I couldn't see anything above his furry belly. I pulled his balls out through the fly of his underwear too, so his whole package would just hang out, super sexy. I took his soft uncut cock in my mouth and gently applied some suction, anticipation building all through my body.
Finally, my suction gave way to the incoming fluid, spilling from his dick across my tongue and filling my mouth. It was the lightest tasting piss I'd ever had, almost just warm water, but still not. I sucked it down greedily and he filled my mouth over and over, gulp after gulp. Hiding down, out of the way, beneath the blanket, drinking his piss down for him, felt so calming, so comforting.
His stream slowed, and the stopped, and he shook the last few drops off and said, "Thanks bro," and then turned his attention back to the movie. My cock was throbbing, but I didn't touch it, I just sat back on the couch. Just as I felt like I was getting my boner under control, Derek tapped me on the shoulder, and motioned downwards with his eyes.
I moved down now to receive from him. His dick was kinda hard, and I couldn't help but start sucking on it, trying to work it down my throat. He sighed, and I felt the piss start flowing, though none of it touched my mouth, it was all going straight down my throat. After about ten seconds, I needed to breathe, and I pulled back. A bit of piss flew out onto the floor as I gasped to catch my breath, but then Derek choked it off.
"You want the rest?" He asked. I answered by putting the head of his dick back in my mouth, and I drank the rest of what he had.
By the time the movie was over, I'd done each of them a couple times. Each time my dick would get rock hard as they emptied themselves into me. Pissed down my throat. But I wouldn't jerk off. I just let the pressure build.
At the end of the night, as I was emptying my own bladder (for the sixth time that evening) into Derek's tub, I realized I couldn't drink any more. My stomach couldn't take any more liquid, period. I decided to lay down in the tub, and finally let my nut out. I got naked and layed down in my now cooled old piss. I felt saturated with piss. It was in me, all over me, and all around me. I kept my mouth open as I lay on my side, tongue splashing around in it, and used it as lube to jerk my cock. It didn't take long, and I shot my cum out into the tub with my piss.
I stood up, dried myself off, and I heard Brody calling me back into the living room. Apparently, Martinez, the basketball player from the urinals the other day, had posted something on my facebook wall. I grabbed the computer out of Brody's hands to see what he was talking about.
I read the post and I got angry. I deleted it. He called me P-Boy! He can't call me P-Boy on a public forum. This wasn't happening like this.
I sent him a message:
Dude, you better STFU about what happened the other day. Don't post shit like that. Fucking serious.
"What did you say?" Derek asked. I showed them both the computer.
As I did, a video popped up in the chat window. I pressed play.
In it, a tall kid with short black hair, dark complexion, and glasses appeared on the screen. He looked uncertainly to the side, off screen, and laughed. A voice, Martinez' voice, off camera said `Say it!'.
"That's Dave," Brody said. "He's Martinez' buddy."
On the screen, Dave finished laughing, rolled his eyes, and said "Hi Adam, I'm supposed to tell you that your secret is safe, and that there's plenty to drink over here." He raised an eyebrow, and held a glass up in front of the camera, the liquid inside was pale yellow. Dave tilted the glass up and swallowed it all in three long gulps. He held the glass up and said `Refill,' and a hand, offscreen, grabbed it.
The video ended.
I'd thought I was spent, but my dick, once again, was hard.
Still though, I felt beat. I answered back.
Hang out soon. Not tonight.
Tonight I just needed to go home and go to bed.
---- Derek ----
The three of us agreed that we were too tired to meet up with those other guys tonight. I kept offering for Adam to spend the night with us, but he refused. He said he wanted some space, and if Brody was staying over here, he'd have the dorm to himself. He left.
"I guess we'll need to use the actual bathroom now," I said to Brody. I walked over to it and saw that Adam had left the tub with the stopper closed, and it seemed like he'd been pissing in it all night. I think I could even see some cum mixed in there. I shrugged, and instead of going into the toilet, I added my piss to his in the tub.
"Are you going to stay the night?" I asked Brody, when I came back and sat down.
"Yeah, I definitely am," he said.
"Cool," I said, excited at the thought of getting to sleep next to him, hear his breath, feel his warmth.
"So," I asked, "I never asked you. Did you sleep with any guys back in high school?"
"Pff," he laughed. "Back in that little town? Everybody there was so repressed. I did give Mick Anders a blow job once when we were on Ecstacy. Oh and Justin Peters and I jerked each other off when we were like 12, but other than that, not really. I guess I always kinda knew If have more chance to explore it when I got to college."
"Right yeah. And I told you, like, I've only ever had a few hookups before this, Craigslist encounters, not that great. Do your parents know? "
"About me being bi? Well, actually, when I was back in town I told my sister I was seeing a guy. I didn't tell her it was you though, I didn't want to assume that was cool."
"I'm amazed at how easily you do that. I'm terrified to tell anyone in my family."
"I'll do it for you if you want. 'Mrs Derek's mom, your son is a fag who not only likes to suck my dick but he drinks all my piss as well.'"
I stuck my tongue out at him,, and he laughed and kinda shrugged. "I wouldn't worry about it man, we like what we like, and any decent parents will love us anyway." As he was saying this, he pulled his dick out through his underwear and then his eyes just kinda jerked down from my eyes to his dick.
Without a word, I got down on my knees, down in between his legs, my mouth open.
"Everything we do makes me feel so close to you. I mean, I don't need to share the details with my family, but you are becoming really important to me," his soft dick rested on my lips, and he sighed, and piss started flowing into my mouth. "... and I don't want to keep that from them."
I let my mouth fill as absolutely full as I could, enjoying sloshing my tongue, moving the piss around my mouth, feeling the charge of its energy flow into me, before it started to become full, and I closed my mouth around his cock and swallowed. My mouth kept filling with his yellow, tasty fluid, faster now.
"God, that's so hot," he said, mussing my hair. He was right. For me, it was the way we had been able to communicate with just looks, that I'd known he wanted me to drink it as much as I wanted to drink it. This felt so natural between us. I liked that we were both comfortable in switching roles and playing around as the situation card for it, but our home base always seemed to come back to each other, to his piss flowing down my throat, and we both liked it that way.
His stream thinned and then he was just letting the last drips out on my lips. Even after I swallowed, as we sat and talked, I could taste the remnants of his pee in my mouth, feel it on my own breath.
After another hour or so, we decided to get ready for bed. I pulled the tub stopper to drain and we had a shower together, though I wouldn't let Brody rinse or wash his armpits at all. I liked having his smell take over the bed when we shared it. I loved falling asleep and waking up to his musk.
We snuggled in together under my fresh, cleaned blankets and sheets, spooning, his dick nestled in between my butt cheeks. His lower arm was thrust way up above our heads, and his upper arm wrapped around my chest, playing lightly with my nipple, holding me close to him. I was wrapped up in his warmth and the amazing way he smelled.
We fell asleep like that, both tired and drunk from an evening well spent.
When I woke up, there was just a peek of light coming in through the window. I no longer felt drunk, but I was very hot, we were both covered in sweat from sleeping so close together under the blanket. We were still in the same position, Brody's arm wrapped around me, my shoulder rubbing around in his damp pit hairs, but his dick was now hard, which I think is what woke me up. That, and the need to piss.
Carefully, trying not to move enough to wake Brody, I reached onto the nightstand and grabbed an empty beer bottle that had been left there, and I brought it down near my cock, trying to position it so that I could relieve myself without spilling too much, or waking Brody.
My dick was also half hard, so it took a minute before I heard the tinkling of the beer bottle beginning to fill up, but very quickly, I was pissing at full flow. I allowed myself a quiet, restrained sigh of relief. The bottle filled very quickly, and at the angle it was at, by 3/4 full it started sloshing out onto the bed. I clamped my stream off, having relieved enough pressure to be comfortable, but not before leaving a pretty big yellow spot on the sheets in front of me.
I put the beer bottle back on the coffee table, now fully erect, Brody's hard cock head was pressing right against my butthole. I clenched my cheeks, and kinda slid up and down along his cock, trying to wake him up as gently and sexually as possible. He responded with a deep moan, and grinding back up against me, but he was still asleep.
My butthole was still loose from the fucking he'd given me earlier, and I didn't think I'd have too much trouble getting him inside me again. I spit on my hand and reached behind me, gripping and slickening the top half of his shaft, and pointing the head back at my asshole.
Instinctively, still half asleep, he thrust his hips forwards, and his dick sunk into me. It hurt, my hole was stretched too quickly, but the pain was far outweighed by the intensity of the pleasure.
I felt agency return to his body as he slipped more towards being awake. He pulled me closer to his chest, letting his warm breath out against my shoulder as he continued to slide his cock deep into me. It was still growing, as his sleepy half boner filled out to it's full size, stretching me further. I could feel the pulse of his heart in the twitches of his cock through my ass ring.
Slowly, he pulled it out, turning my head to his face, kissing me, and with just a little more speed sliding it back in.
I gasped at the sudden fullness, the sudden stretching, the wave of pleasure that folded out from my prostate.
"Ohhhhh dude.." He moaned, thrusting forward for the third time, filling me with his rock hard manhood. "I think I love you."
"I love you too," I said. "I don't know if that's crazy." He pulled back. "But I feel like saying it." He pushed back in.
He started thrusting faster, like a rabbit, not pulling out very far, keeping his dick buried in me, but jackhammering away at my prostate. I pulled his arm over my face, burying my nose and mouth into his furry, sweaty pit. Smelling it, tasting it, cleaning it with my tongue, rubbing his sweat and my spit all over my face.
"Oh! Ohhh! Ohhhhhh!" He yelled, his jackhammering getting faster, his grip on me with his arms getting tight and painful, his entire body straining against mine, his cock throbbing inside me.
"Please! Cum in me Brody, breed me, shoot it inside, please, I want it."
His face went red and beads of sweat appeared. He kept fucking me. Finally, just when I felt like I could no longer take it, he slammed into me one last time, hard, yelling an animalistic yell as he pushed me down into the bed with both his arms and his cock. I felt his body jerking as he unloaded his cum in me. And then he relaxed, letting himself slip out of me, collapsing back onto the bed, on his back, panting.
His hand reached out to the night table, grasping for something to drink. It found the only thing there -- the beer bottle I'd just used to relieve myself. He tilted the bottle back and drank thirstily. Whenever he realized what it was, he didn't miss a beat, draining nearly the entire bottle in one long swig.
As he drained the bottle, my hand moved down to my aching erection. I barely touched it, just gave it two little tugs, nd as the last of my piss drained from the bottle into Brody's mouth, my orgasm let loose all over my chest and stomach. The first shot even hit my chin.
Brody put the empty bottle back down on the nightstand.
"I'm really glad that wasn't beer," he said, smiling mischievously, he moved his face down near my midriff. "What else do you got here for me?"
His tongue moved across my stomach, licking up the spurts of cum that had landed there. He moved up to my chest, sucking my creamy white jizz from my sweaty chest hairs, licking it off my chin, and then kissing me.
Then I shifted up on the bed. The beer bottle hadn't been big enough for me to fully empty my bladder, so I thought I'd give Brody the rest. He sucked my whole dick into his mouth, licking the slimy pre-and post cum that had collected on it, and as I started pissing, he moaned in appreciation at each burst of piss, which he swallowed lovingly down. By the time my stream gained any momentum, it was already petering out. Brody's enthusiastic face seeming slightly disappointed when it stopped.
We slipped back down into our spooning position.
"Do you need to go?" I asked.
"Not now," he said. "But with all I just drank, I'm sure I will soon. Can I wake you when I do?"
"You better," I answered. And we drifted off to sleep.
Sometime later, he kept his word, tapping me on the shoulder. I turned around and shuffled down on the bed. When my mouth closed around his cock, I swallowed everything he had, yet again, and without ever fully waking up, I was back in my little spoon position, drifting off to sleep.
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