THE FUCK CLUB
Hi guys, here is the sixth instalment of Michaels adventures in Oxford, this instalment is a bit shorter but it is a distinct story so I thought I would send it on its own. More episodes are ready. You know the form, Nifty needs our contributions to keep going. It's easy to send.
Brothers in Piss
This is really the story of my sexual exploits at Oxford but you mustn't get the idea that being fucked and drinking piss and cum were the only things I was doing. Actually I worked quite hard and got good grades for my weekly essays. (Even the one about Existentialists). I went to the lectures and joined in seminars. I enjoyed what I was doing and was good at it. As far as the University was concerned I was a model student. For most of the time I stuck with Philip. Either he would sleep in my room or I would go up to his set. On our stair there was only Philip at the top, Eric next to my room and one other boy who lived below us, with seminar rooms on the ground floor . The other boy was studying Maths and we hardly ever saw. "Urr sums all day! Can you just imagine it?" was Eric's comment. So we could live pretty privately. We did get together with some of the other guys occassionally and that was fun, but I was falling in love with Philip, and that kept me happy and satisfied. At the end of November on a rainy night just before we broke up for the Christmas holiday I was coming back across the quad from hall with Jim after dinner when Eric hurried over to us.
"Just the boys I want to see. A few of my buddies are coming over for a few drinks and a laugh on Saturday night, why don't you two come and bring Philip with you."
"Philip's in London for the weekend and he won't be back in Oxford before the end of term. I'm meeting him in Florence next week."
"OK, but you two can still come I hope."
"Is this one of your rowing club does?" said Jim warily.
"Not exactly," he said with a smirk. "just come, you'll enjoy it." Then he was off to catch someone else.
"What do you think?"
"Let's go for it." I said. "What's the worst that can happen, getting gang banged by the rowing team?" Jim seemed to brighten up at that thought. I went to change, it was still formal dining in those days, jacket, tie and gown. Jim said he had some great new porn mags that someone had brought over from Amsterdam and formal dress didn't seem to be apropriate for what I hoped would be about to happen. So in old jeans and a cum stained tee shirt I turned up at Jim's room. All the friends I have written about were good looking, but Jim was really beautiful. People stared at him in the street, which made his slutty nature even more intriguing. I had discovered piss sex and loved it, but I sometimes thought that Jim lived for it. I think he liked it even more than cum. When he opened the door to his room, his beauty struck me again. He smiled and his face lit up.
"Great, come in, you'll love what my brother brought over. He went for a sex weekend and brought me back a few mementoes."
"Your brother! O yes, I forgot what part your brother played in your sex life. So he's still leading you on?"
"Of course, he's beautiful and he has a great cock, and a huge bladder. I'm not about to turn them down am I?"
"No Jimmy, I guess not."
"Now I'm going to improve your education too. Let's get naked."
The mags were nothing like anthing I had seen before, and I thought they were a huge turn on. Couples, foursomes, sucking, fucking and eating sperm, no piss though. Both of us were really turned on, which is what Jim wanted of course.
"Now I've planned a little ceremony. Lets go into the bathroom. Get in the bath and sit down." Being told what to do was a turn on I realised, so eagerly I did as I was told. Jim produced a glass fish bowl of the sort you get at fair grounds. I suppose it could contain four or five pints, about half a gallon."Now watch this Mikey. On my seventeenth birthday, as a present my brother and five of his friends filled this with their piss then wanked off into it and told me to drink it. It was the biggest turn on of my life till then. I'd been drinking his piss from his tap for years but never like that, and in front of other people. He was challenging me of course, to see how far I would go."
"And did you drink it?"
"Of course, and my love of piss really began then. Now it's your turn. I've been drinking water all day in preparation so I'm really tanked up. Are you ready for the challenge? I'll piss into it first, then I'll hand it to you. When we're finished we'll wank into it and share it. Just how big a piss freak are you?" My dick gave the answer, it was hard and standing proudly up.
"Well, your dick likes the thought." He held the bowl in front of his dick and level with my face."Watch babycakes and enjoy. No sooner had he said this than a strong flow began to fill the bowl. His stream was so fierce that he could piss up into his own mouth, I had seen him do it. Now it was like a tap turned on. It splashed and foamed noisily into the bowl. Of course he couldn't fill it right up but I should think it was about half full when he passed it carefully down to me. I stood up and did as he had done. I hadn't prepared like him, but I still did alright, adding another inch or so. It was difficult though with a hard dick.
"Now wank off into it and I'll do the same. I don't want us to spill a drop Michael, savour it as you drink it down. The others like piss too, but not like us"
I put the warm bowl on the side of the bath and started wanking into it, I was already turned on from the mags and thinking about drinking our piss, so it wasn't long before I came. Jim wasn't far behind, and we looked at our combined loads swirling around in the pale golden piss. I raised the bowl to my lips, took a deep gulp and swallowed it.
"Like it?" he said. I nodded and took another mouthful, my cheeks bulging before I swallowed it.
"That's it, now give it to me." And so it went on, the piss and cum cocktail was passed backwards and forwards between us until it was almost drained then he kissed me and as he did so he tipped the final half pint slowly over our heads, soaking our hair and running down our faces.
"This is between us, Michael. Brothers in piss."
"Brothers in Piss, Jimmy boy." I replied as we high fived and kissed again. I licked up a sliver of pissy cum as it dribbled down his cheek.