The Boy's Desires Chapter 3 of Secret Desires
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We Were still laughing as we crossed the quad of the library when Ky stopped. I kept walking for a few steps and then stop and turn around. And looked at him questioningly.
"Don't you have a class now?" He ask standing there dripping in piss.
"A.....Ya I do, but I think I should skip this one' I look down at my piss covered pants and shoes 'don't you think?"
"Fuck no dude, what do you have, chemistry?" Ky asked being quite serious.
"Seriously you think we should go to our next class? Like this! I fucking smell like piss." I said a little too loud and two girls walking by looked over at us an giggled.
"Dude, we go to glass. I'll see you back at the room, we can change and go out for a beer."
With that Ky turned right and walk up the steps to the math building leaving me standing by myself covered in piss. 'Well what the fuck' I said to myself and turned towards the science building where my chem. lab would be.
I had only been in this class once, but I had picked my work satiations and met my lab partner Bobby . Nice guy, says he's from Georgia, but not Atlanta, he made sure to tell me. I'm not sure if anyone noticed me as I walk past their workstations walking to the back of the room where Bobby and I sit..
He looks up from his book and smiles at me as I got my books situated and sat down on the stool. Eventually he looked up and took a couple of long draws with his noise, all the while his checking out my jeans. Then he just looks up at me and smiled again, making me a little self conscious. But when the professor walked in and started lecturing, I'd forgotten all about my situation and began taking notes fast and furious.
"Okay lab partners, get to work and see what you guys and come up with, similar to what we're looking for today" And with that there was a low hush around the room as the lap partners spoke of how do get the correct results.
"Bobby looked and me, and we discussed a few things that we thought would get us there. And while I went in search of the equipment we might need, Bobby stayed a that bench getting our work area ready.
Bobby was a nice looking guy, tall, short dark hair, with a full stubble beard. His eyes were a deep piercing blue, with the straightest white teeth I had ever seen. When he smiled you just wanted to melt. And the strange thing is, he pick me as a partner.
So we got into our experiment quite quickly, and were pretty far along when Bobby said he needed to take a piss.
"Dude, we are almost there, you can't leave now" I said , as we were in the clutches of a two man team.
"Well if there were another way, I could surely stick around." He said as he pushed his lab coat aside to reveal his7 inch soft cock hanging out of the zipper of his jeans. He looked at me, and then down at his cock, which as a dollop of piss ready to drop off his bulbous head.
I looked up at him, and he just smiled. God knows I wanted that piss, so bad my own cock was chubbing fast. I looked around the room, everyone was intense into the experiment.
So slowly I bent down below the desk top, and put my face between his legs. The head of his cock fit right into my mouth, at which I put my lips tight around it, and waited for his yellow, hot piss to fill my mouth.
His piss stream was soft at first, which I swallowed easily, but soon his stream got more intense and harder, there was no swallowing any more, I had to open my throat like I was chugging a beer, and let it flow down on its own. So I lowered myself to my knees, so his cock was now point down in my mouth, and let it flow naturally.
His warm piss tasted really good, and with my lips tight around the head of his cock, I wasn't dropping a bit. Not that that would have mattered, as I was already soaked in piss.
Then suddenly he pulled his piss cock from my mouth, and pissed in my face and hair, soaking me before shoving his still pissing cock back into my mouth, I was shocked, it happened so fast.
But now I was completely dripping in piss, my hair, face, and even the front of my shirt was soaked in Bobby's piss. And my mouth was still attached to the head of his cock, drinking down what was still left in his bladder.
His cock was empty, I licked that last drops of his clear liquid out of the piss slit of his cock before he stuffed it back into his jeans. I got up off my knees, sat on the stool and Bobby walked me through what he had done. It was all very innocent until the professor asked me if I was feeling okay?
"Yes, sir. Why do you ask? I replyed
"You look hot, and sweat is dripping down your face. Maybe you need to get some fresh air or cool water in the rest room. " He offered with honest concern.
"Thank you sir, I think I will." I said and got up grabbed my books and walked out of the room. My hair and face were soaked in piss which I didn't mind because I was quickly turning into a piss pig. The men's room was right down the hall, but I walked right past it and went back to the dorm. It was time for a shower and some dry clothes.
But when I walked into the room, there was Ky, sound asleep on his bed, and completely naked. Fucking asshole! I walked right over to his bed, unzipped my fly, pulled out my cock from my fucking wet boxer briefs, and started pissing all over him.
He woke quickly, and reacted just as fast. Suddenly he was up, and pushing me, until I backed into my bed, where we both fell on it. He was now on top of me, I could feel his cock pressing against my stomach as he our eyes locked. His head moved, his lips touched mine, his tongue lightly licked my lips, as if asking for permission. As I opened my mouth, he slowly entered my mouth, soon our tongues were intertwined as our kiss became very intense.
The warm wet felling started while we were still lip locked. Soon I was feeling the stream of hot piss draining off my chest on to my bed, as Ky pissed all over both of us. The warmth of his piss made my bladder week, and with my cock still hanging out of my pans, I let go.
Feeling my cock start to piss, Ky quickly release me from our kiss and moved down to my pissing cock. His hand grabbed my soft dick and immediately his mouth was over the head as I continued to piss. I could feel his warm lips tighten around the ridge of my cock as he drank down all the hot, yellow piss my bladder could produce.
I sat up on my elbows and watched as he sucked the piss out of my cock, his blond hair hanging down over his face, as my cock pissed down his throat. He looked up at me, shaking the hair away from his face, our eyes met as he pinched off my flow, and moved his mouth off my cock. His hand pushed my cock forward, as his other hand slipped inside my jeans and applied pressure under my balls, suddenly a stream of hot piss was spraying directly at my face. I opened my mouth, as Ky moved my cock slightly, and soon I was drinking down my own hot, delicious piss.
The shower felt great, but I was dreading the clean up in our room. My bed was soaked in piss, and Ky's was pretty wet as well.
"Dude, what are you doing?" Ky asked after I got back from the shower, and was opening the draw to get fresh dry pair of Calvin Klein's.
"A.... getting dressed, so we can clean up maybe!" I said standing there naked, with my towel at my feet.
"We're going to have to have a few 'Calli' rules in this room from now on" he said, sitting on his bed completely naked. "First, when we're in our room, there's no need for clothes.
We hang out natural. Second, loose the underwear, there really is no need for them. And we only do laundry on Sundays, so we are just going to have to sleep in the mess we make all until then.
"Ky, the room smells like piss!" I said, not really have a problem with the first two rules, but I didn't really want to sleep on wet sheets.
All he did was reach up and open the window.
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