(For Dan)
We were in the shower,
Before or after sex I can’t recall,
When he asked (out of the blue)
If he could piss on me.
Never one to pass up an opportunity
To try something new,
I laughed and said
“Sure”.
His cock was semi hard,
But then again it always was.
He turned off the water and took aim,
Letting loose a volley of piss,
Hot, golden, thick and pungent,
Drenching my stomach and pubes and cock,
Running down my hairy legs,
Pooling at my feet,
A yellow lake.
He laughed, I laughed
As we watched his flow slowly subside,
The few last trickles
Hanging thick from his foreskin lip
Mixed with precum,
A golden honey thread.
I enjoyed it.
So did he.
The next time we were together
He asked again,
Keen to empty the full tank
He’d been saving up
Just for me.
I surprised him
Naked in the shower,
Kneeling down
Mouth open,
Ready to drink.
His cock twitched at the idea
And his piss hit me in the face
Without warning,
A torrent,
A dam bursting,
Hot and yellow and sharp,
Covering my face,
Filling my mouth,
Warm and spicy on my tongue.
Pissing through his generous foreskin
His water splashed all about,
Hard to direct through
The folds of his skin.
Enough made it into my mouth though,
Filling my cheeks,
Running down my chin,
Forcing me to swallow.
He waved his cock about
Like a sprinkler,
Pissing in my hair,
My eyes,
My nose,
My mouth,
Everywhere.
Then I started,
Cock hard,
Over my stomach,
His legs,
The wall,
The floor,
All over.
Adrift in a sea of our
Mingled water.
Still dribbling
He pushed his cock into my mouth,
Hard as a rock now
Leaking precum and urine
In a steady flow.
Suck suck suck
Slurp.
I can’t get enough
As his hairy balls
Slap against my chin,
My mouth drooling saliva
Mixed with his juices.
If they could see me now!
He turns on the shower,
Cascading like a waterfall
Washing away
Our release.
His hands on my head
He forces me to keep
His cock in my mouth,
Thrusting in and out,
In and out,
So close
So close,
The frenulum cord
Taut,
Singing.
He cums fast,
Into the back of my throat,
Full and rich,
Almost making me gag.
Almost.
I love his spunk,
White and creamy,
And lots of it.
His hips spasm as I
Probe his slit with my tongue,
Forcing out the last few
Drops.
I’ve drunk my fill
As he lets his dick
Slip from my lips,
The shower still
Cascading,
Never enough to wash it
All away.
Finally
He turns to leave
And farts in my face.
The indignity!
