I originally published this story on GAYMALE WS and Pissboi.com. It is an amalgam of a series of experiences with a guy I shall call Steve for the purposes of this story.
STEVE
I've had quite a few WS experiences over the years, all in their way exciting and enjoyable. Years ago, I was "cottaging" at a well- known (sadly now closed) toilets in London. They were underground, and usually very busy. One day, it was so busy you couldn't get anything going, so I went out and strolled around the surrounding wooded area. I was followed out by a black guy who had seen me in the Cottage. We got chatting and I asked whether he was into watersports. His face lit up into broad smile - he didn't have to say anything but said "yea, love 'em"! We made a date for him to call at my place the day after for a bit of afternoon wet fun.
Steve arrived on time and I poured him a beer. He was a good looking guy: about 5' 10" tall, lean but fit body and a very nice looking packet in his track suit trousers, which left little to the imagination. He took a deep swig of his beer, and promptly took hold of my bulge, commenting on how it was getting nice and big! I returned the compliment, and took out a very handsome looking 8" that quickly achieved full erection. I had my mouth on it in a second, and would have been happy to suck on it for a while, but Steve had a different idea. He stood up and squatted in front of me and took my 6", with its thick helmet and PA, right to the back of his mouth. I had drunk a good lot of water in preparation for his arrival, so when he stopped to ask 'have you got anything for me?' it was only a few seconds before I was ready to let him have a drink. Not knowing how much he wanted, I started with just a couple of short spurts, but his reaction made it clear he wanted more - and more. I let my flow go, and his mouth filled up quickly, even though he was swallowing in big gulps, so I eased back and showered over his head, down his back to his arse.
As I eased off my piss, I leant down to lick it off his back, down to his arse cheeks. This made him want more, and I got him to kneel doggy fashion and proceeded to lick down to his arse-crack and his lovely man-hole. I spent a few minutes teasing his ring open and my cock was demanding attention, so I pushed it against his hole. As I did so, Steve said 'yes, fuck it, and then fill it with your piss'. The feeling of my wet cock sliding into that delicious arse almost brought me to cumming point, but I eased off for a second or two, and then fucked him for a few minutes nice and gently until I got to that point where you feel you want to both cum and piss at the same time. I eased off, and just held my cock in his arse for a minute or so, still hard but not so hard that I couldn't piss. 'Do you want some?', I asked.
His reaction was immediate: 'yes, fill it!'. I needed no more prompting and just let it flow. 'Do you like that?', I asked. 'And some' was the reply. I slipped my cock out and moved down to admire his arse, clenched to hold the piss in. 'Let it go', I told him and, immediately, he let his cheeks relax. First a steady dribble and then a stream of my piss started oozing out, shot over my face and down my chest to my cock and balls, and even down to my own arse-crack. This was too much for me, and my cock started spurting cum in all directions - more than I'd ever cum at one time before.
Steve didn't cum, but he collapsed on the by now very wet carpet. 'That was good', he said, 'let me get my breath back, then its my turn'.
After catching breath, and taking liquid refreshment, Steve turned to me and said: 'Right, payback time! I think we should move to the bathroom.' I led him down full of anticipation of what might happen.
'Get in the bath'. I got in and knelt down, head up towards his semi-hard long, thick cock, mouth open. He played his cock over my face before resting it on my open lips. I tongued him gently, and his cock reacted by getting harder. It was just the right angle for me to take it right into my mouth, and I held it there so he wouldn't get so hard he couldn't piss. It did get hard, but I needn't have worried. He suddenly let out the first spurt of hot piss which hit the back of my mouth and then splashed all over it. This was followed by another gush, this time longer, and then another which turned into a steady stream. It was just as I liked it: hot, with just a slight taste reflecting the copious amount of fresh water he had consumed. Gulping greedily, I took in as much as I could but inevitably the stream started to gush out of my mouth, down my chin to my chest, belly, over my now rock hard cock and balls to my arse crack.
Suddenly, Steve stopped pissing, pulled his cock out of my mouth and rubbed it over my head and face. This enabled me to start licking his cock, down to his balls, which I sucked in to my mouth. He lifted one leg onto the side of the bath, and I turned round to lean back and tongue him down to his arse-crack and his perfectly round and nicely open rose-bud. I pushed my tongue into the hole, and was rewarded with a seepage of the piss I'd put there minutes before. This was bliss, and I could have stayed there much longer, but Steve had other ideas. He stood up, and told me to turn round and kneel down in the bath, doggy style. He stretched a leg over the other side of the bath and, through the bathroom mirror, I could see his still erect cock pointing to my shoulders. A short spurt, followed by a longer one, and then a steady stream started to splash against by shoulders and roll down my back to my arse. The feel of the hot stream down my crack was great. It made my manhole even jucier, and it was crying out for Steve's cock to enter it. He stopped and reached over for some water, and finished the best part of a litre in one go! 'Stretch your arse-cheeks', he ordered, and then he stepped into the bath, and lowered himself down so that his throbbing cock was pushing at my hole. I gripped my arse cheeks to stretch my hole as much as I could, and Steve smiled as he started to push in. The piss had lubricated it well, and my hole opened up easily to take first the thick purple head and then the whole 8". The feel of his cock in my arse, and his heavy balls pressing against it, was fantastic. He stopped a moment, and I knew he was ready to release a flood of hot piss into my arse. Again, first a short spurt, then another and then another, before a steady stream began to fill my insides. I frequently douche, so can hold a lot in, but this was something different. Steve sensed that I was getting to the point where I would have to let go, and slapped my arse, telling me to 'hold it'. He stopped pissing, and I could feel his rock hard cock start to fuck me, first gently then, as my arse responded, harder and harder. His fucking forced me to release some of the piss, and this turned him on even more. The fucking became harder, and more and more of the hot piss seeped out of my arse. This encouraged Steve all the more, and I sensed he was reaching a climax. Without warning, he withdrew his cock, and my arse reacted by letting out a strong gush of his piss. He immediately pushed back in, and after three or so more thrusts of his cock as far as he could go, I sensed his cum moving up from his balls and he started to shoot his load into me. The feel of the cum mixing with the piss was too much, and when Steve grabbed my PA and pulled my cock upright, I shot my load.
Steve slumped over my back, cock still in me, and slightly less hard than it was. As his erection eased, I felt another warm stream of piss, but my arse was so relaxed by then, it started to seep out. Slowly this time, Steve eased his cock out of my arse. 'Turn round' he ordered. Willingly, I turned to see his semi-hard cock waiting for me to clean. I licked first the head and then the shaft, and the taste of his piss and cum, flavoured by my arse, was amazing. I can still taste it today, twenty-five years later! 'Enjoy your payback?', I asked. 'Too true!' Steve replied.