"Hey I'm Ky.” He said “I guess we're rooming together this semester” and then he put his fist out in the air for a fist bump.
"Um....yea I guess so. I'm a... Alex." I said nervously.
You see, I have a secret and it just this instant it turned into a desire. My secret started years ago, when I was about 8, and my brother was 5. It was innocent enough then; I was just being a good brother.
Zak and I have shared a room since the day he was born until I left for college, we slept together every night, well at least in the same room. It all started when my father came into our room one night to tuck us into bed. He kissed me goodnight on my forehead, before walking over to say good night to Zak.
Dad tried to whisper, but I heard every word he said, and so did Zak. "You’re 5 years old now, you're a big boy, and big boys don't wet the bed. Now your mother wants to put you in diapers when you go to bed, but I told her you were not a baby anymore, that you were a big boy, and so you can't wet the bed anymore. I'm counting on you; I don't want a son of mine wearing diapers." Then he kissed his forehead like he had me and closed the door when he left.
I could hear Zak softly crying in his bed and I felt so bad for him. He couldn't help it; he was a really sound sleeper. Unlike me, I heard him almost every night as he'd begin to whimper a few times, and then a long sighed as his bladder released.
That was the night I decided to do something that I had never thought of before. But somehow, I had to help my little brother. And then just like clockwork in the middle of the night he started whimpering, so I got up and walked over to his bed. As I got on my knees, I pulled his covers down, he was lying on his stomach, so I pushed him over on his side, and pulled the front of his pajama's down. I quickly put my mouth over his small penis. It wasn't long before my mouth was filling with his pee, it was kind of gross, but I just swallowed it as fast as I could. And when he was done, I just covered him up and went back to bed.
It was the next morning when Zak woke up that made me realize that I was going to have to do this again. He was so excited and proud that he hadn't wet the bed that he ran into our parents' bedroom and told dad right away. I could hear them congratulating him on being such a big boy. So, from that night on for at least two or more years, I woke up every night and took care of my brother.
I hadn't thought about that in years, not until right now as I'm looking at Ky, and wondering what his piss tastes like.
"Alex, do you need some help getting your stuff?" he asked, bringing me out of my daydream.
"um... a sure! I've just got a few more things." I said and we walked down to the parking lot and grabbed the last of my boxes out of my car.
"Thanks Ky, really I appreciate the help." I said when we got back to the room.
"No problem dude, do you want to grab a beer." he asked.
"Give me 15 to put some of my stuff away. " I asked and started opening my boxes.
“Cool” Ky said as he flopped down on his bed and watched me.
"It's fucking hot in here!" Ky said and pulled his T-shirt off, which stopped me in my tracks.
His body was tight, with ripples s all up and down his abs, and the hardest cut Adonis Belt and V line leading into his low-cut jeans. Oh fuck, and not a hair on him! I knew that because he had to be commando, his jeans were so low, I could see his smooth pubic area all the way down.
The beers went down fast, and soon they started coming out just as fast. It was after the 4th or 5th beer that we ended up next to each other in at the urinals.
I had to look; it was just there. I glanced over quickly, and could see his long, thick, tanned cock sticking out of the zipper of his jeans. I saw his nice sized cock that was cut with a perfectly shaped head. He turned towards me, and I quickly looked away. But we both had a lot of beer to get rid of, so I glanced again, and this time he pulled back from the urinal, just enough to expose his full cock and his smooth, egg sized balls that he had pulled out of his zipper along with his cock. But it was the long, hard stream of hot piss gushing from his piss slit that made my own mouth water and my own cock start to react.
My cock was getting obviously hard, so I quickly that I stop my flow of piss and pulled my boxer briefs up over my growing cock and pulled away from the urinal. I don't know if he saw me looking at his cock, or the excitement of my growing cock. But after the next two more beers, I didn't really care.
And by the time got back the room, I'd have to say I was fucking drunk! And so was Ky.
"Dude, I hope you don't care, but I sleep nude." he said.
"What" I asked not really listening, I was too focused on trying to get my pants off.
"I fucking sleep in the nude, you cool with that!" He said louder.
I started laughing, as I struggled to pull my pants off and once they were on the floor I fell onto my bed, and I don't remember anything after that until I woke up with the sun shining bright into the room. I could hear Ky breathing steadily, indicating that he was still asleep. So, I turned and looked over at his bed.
He was on his back, his covers pushed off to the side, and as promised he was completely naked. His cock was hard, lying tight against his stomach. Confirming I was right, not a hair on his body, and his balls were huge and just as smooth as the rest of his body.
My hand went immediately inside my underwear and tightly wrapped around my growing cock. I stoked it hard, wanting Ky's cock in my mouth, feeding me his hot, morning piss. Soon my boxers were filled with cum, and my hand was covered in my thick, sticky spunk. Quietly as I could, I got out of bed and walked over to grab a pair of shorts out of my dresser to go clean up. That's when I noticed something out of the corner of my eye on Ky's bedside table.
It was an old-fashioned glass milk bottle filled to the brim with a slightly tinged colored liquid. Slowly I walked back over to his bed and looked more closely. I picked up the bottle and smelled it. My cock quickly boned inside my cum filled briefs, as my noise took in the sweetest smell of his piss. I put the bottle to my lips and took a quick swallow. It was still slightly warm, and almost creamy. I couldn't stop myself, suddenly I was gulping it down, savoring the flavor of Ky's piss, until the bottle was empty.
It wasn't until I went to put the empty bottle back on his bedside table that I realized he might wonder how his bottle got empty. Thinking quickly, I walked over to the other side of the room and pulled my cum slick cock out of my underwear and stuck it inside the bottle. And as quietly as I could I filled it up again and put it back on his table.
The shower felt good, and I rubbed another one out before turning off the water. And with just a towel wrapped around my waist, I went back to our room.
"Hey dude!" Ky said as I walked into the room. He was in a pair of gym shorts lying on his bed playing with his phone. "Massive amounts of beers last night!"
"I can't believe how many beers I drank last night, fuck! But believe it or not, I feel okay, the shower really helped." I said as I sat down on my bed and grabbed my phone.
It wasn't until Ky went to take a shower, that I noticed the bottle was still next to his bed. But once again it was empty!
That's all I thought about all day long; that fucking empty bottle of piss. Did he toss it out the window, take it into the bathroom and flush it down the toilet while I was in the shower, or maybe he drank it. Every class, lecture and free period, all I thought or fantasized about was him drinking the bottle of my fresh, warm piss. Which created another problem, my cock was hard all fucking day long!
I didn't see the bottle appear again for a few days, but still each morning I woke up to a naked Ky in his bed, and once again I’d filled my boxer briefs with a nice load of my jizz.
Then one day, a group of guys asked me to join them for a beer, so I sent Ky a text to meet us at the bar. I was two beers in before he showed up. But he caught up fast, and after my 4th beer I needed to take a piss. Like every guy and especially after 4 beers we like to announce when we're going to take a piss.
I was hands free pissing in the urinal, as I decided to go commando today like Ky. And just as my hot stream started to flow heavy, Ky walked up to the urinal right next to me. I looked over at him and smiled, as he pulled at the button fly of his jeans and pulled out his cock and balls.
Blatantly I looked down into his urinal as he pulled himself free. I watched as he grabbed his balls and pulled them outside his jeans, pulling on his cock and letting it hang there until piss started spraying out of the head.
We stood there pissing for a while and I watched every drop flow out of his cock, until I looked up at him and smiled. He was looking right at me, smiling as he pulled his junk back into his pants and walked out the door. Fuck! I was now rock hard, and while freeballing! So, as I walked out of the bathroom, with a tent in my jeans that was extremely obvious.
That night when we got back to the room, I stopped take a piss before bed, but Ky went straight to the room. And when I got there, his clothes were all over the floor and he was in bed. We chatted a bit as I pulled my shirt off, and then when I let me jeans fall to the floor, Ky looked directly at my cock, smiled at me before he turned over and went to sleep.
I was so fucking horny, my cock was so stiff it actually hurt, and I knew if I didn’t attend to my hard-on, I wouldn’t be able to sleep. So, five minutes later as quietly as I could manage, my cock spewed a huge load of cum all over my sheets and shortly thereafter that I was sound asleep.
I woke up in the middle of the night with another raging piss hard-on, it was still dark outside, but if I want to go back to sleep, I had to take a piss. So, I get out of bed, which I realize was still sticky with cum, and as I looked for my jeans, I saw Ky's bottle was on his table and unfortunately it was empty. Fuck, I was so horny and thirsty for piss, I look at the bottle and thought I could fill it myself and drink that. But then I looked over at Ky's naked body, and his fucking awesome cock, and I know I need to drink it straight from his tap. But how?
Well, you always hear those stories, do they really work? I decided to find out. Ky had a bowl on his dresser for his keys, change, and whatever. And luckily tonight he had thrown all his stuff on the dresser and completely missed the bowl, which was empty.
Standing by his bed, I put my cock in the bowl and let out a few long streams of hot beer piss until the bowl was about half full. With that in hand, I knelt beside his bed and slowly moved his hand into the bowl. At which time he began to moan.
It wasn't 30 seconds later that his cock started to dribble piss out of his dick slit. Quickly I put my mouth over the large head of his cock and waited. Soon my mouth filled with his warm delicious piss, but suddenly his cock was so pissing hard, stronger than Zak had ever piss I didn’t know if I could take it all. But I tightened my lips around his cock and sucked down every drop of Ky’s mouthwatering, yellow nectar that his cock was pissing directly into my mouth.
Five minutes! His cock pissed for 5 minutes! And I drank it all, not a drop on my chin or his sheets. And when he was done, I got up, picked up the bowl, and I drank my own piss as well. Not wanting to leave any evidence of my tap drinking, I put the bowl back on the dresser, and as I turned back around, I noticed the empty bottle on Ky's nightstand.
'Why the fuck not!' I thought as I reached for it, stuffed my cock deep inside and filled it to the brim, before returning to my bed, and falling back to sleep.
The clock read 9:38 as I opened my eyes for the first time that morning. I panicked as I had a 10:10 class. Quickly I grab my Jeans and shirt, and before running out the door, I notice that Ky was still sleeping but the bottle of piss on his nightstand was completely empty!
I didn't see Ky until that afternoon when we found ourselves in the same lecture hall. We fist- bumped when he sat next to me. It was our insurance class, and it was quite boring. And halfway through I noticed Ky squirming in his seat.
"Dude, what's up?" I asked.
"I fucking have to take a wicked piss” he said.
"Then go” I said, not really thinking
"Ok, cool” Was all he said but he didn't leave. I looked over at him, and I could see it on his face, the pleasure of him relieving his bladder was obvious, at least to a guy. And then I looked down and watched the wet dark spot on his jeans grow as he pissed in his pants.
This fucking guy was driving me crazy, as I felt my cock grow down my leg and get caught in the leg of my pants as it grew so fucking hard. I looked over at him, and then down at my own jeans. He followed my gaze and watched as the dark spot appeared on my jeans and then ran slowly down my leg.
I could feel the hot liquid streaming down my leg as it stained my pants. The front of Ky's jeans was now completely soaked, along with a long, wet stream down his leg. A large puddle of piss was growing by our feet, and my sneakers were drenched, but I kept pissing and so did KY.
After the class we walked across the commons, and we definitely got a few stares, but no one said anything. It was so fucking obvious that we had both pissed our pants, even our sneakers were leaving wet tread marks on the concrete.
"You're fucking nuts!" I said to Ky.
"Hey, I'm not the one stealing piss in the middle of the night from his roommate. And next time you’re drinking right from the tap, make sure you wait around for dessert." He joked as we walked toward our dorm.
To be continued..
