Walking my usual late-night route home from work, I relaxed and slowed my step. A three day weekend was up, and I looked forward to having the free time. Passing near a park on my way to a house, I heard a footfall behind me. "Hey dude." I turned around. Behind me there was a dark-haired man with a trim moustache. I'd seen him around. He smiled. "I've spotted you at the Gold Mine. Heading out there?" "No" I said, noticing his piercing blue eyes for the first time. "I'm heading home. Wanna beer?" I said. "Sure."
He smiled at me, and my eyes fell on the chest hairs that barely peeked out over his T-shirt. He obviously worked out, but he was no muscle queen; just very well proportioned. As we headed toward the apartment wordlessly, I got to appraise him some more. Beautiful round ass; a promising bulge in his 501's. "Hold on a sec" he said, stepping into an alley. "I need to piss." The sound of his peeing made my cock stir. I could see his jeans bunched up around his ass, I watched the piss pool up around his boots and soak through the wood fence. I noticed that I was rubbing my ever-hardening crotch. He turned around then, saw my hardon and smiled slightly. Back at the flat, after a few beers and some talking, he smiled at me again. "I noticed you watching me piss back in that alley" he said softly. "You like that?" "Yeah," I said, swallowing. Just the thought stirred my cock again. He put his hand on his bulge.
"That's good, because I have to piss again. Badly." I watched him stroke his massive bulge, feeling mine straining the jeans I had on. "Thing is, I don't want to move. Think this chair can handle it?" Irrelevant question, because I could see the dark spot forming at the end of his bulge. I could see the piss welling up around his crotch, spilling down his thighs, his calfs and into his boots. The piss was glistening as it soaked down his jeans. I had to unbutton my jeans to free my hard cock. It almost hurt throbbing against that tightness. "C'mere. Now." I obediently knelt in front of him. He unbuttoned his wet pants. I could smell the sweet-sour piss on them. His hardening cock was encased in soaked BVDs; I could see it clearly through the translucent material. I put my mouth over his head, sucking the piss out of his briefs, giving his cock a good workout. I stopped for a second to remove my shirt so that I could feel the warm, wet denim against my body as I worked his huge cock. As I licked, gently squeezing the warm, dripping briefs around his balls, he shot his massive wad on my face. "God," he moaned.
I could feel my own bladder straining now. As I stood up, he took my cock in his mouth, gave me a suck, and held it over his T-shirt. "Soak me" he commanded. I released a strong arc of hot piss towards his shirt. It soaked the front of the material and ran down to his crotch, inspiring a new erection. I stood back and arc'd the stream towards his face, soaking his black hair. He flicked his tongue out and caught a few drops in his mouth. I followed down the wet T-shirt and soaked his dick. He turned around and I soaked the jeans around his meaty butt as he started working his cock. "Fuck me, man" he moaned, stripping off his piss soaked 501s, boots and BVDs. I gave his bare ass the last of my piss, and fished out a condom from my jeans. He bent over obediently and I started plunging my hard dick into his ass. There were still drops of piss on his back and I rubbed them into his skin as I plungered his butthole. I could feel my dick throb and I unloaded a huge wad into the latex deep in his butt. I stayed in as he shot his juices, sending an arc of cum onto his wet jeans. He took a shuddering breath and flopped back on the floor, smiling. I smiled back, peeling the sticky latex off my cock. "Gotta go again" he said, grabbing his cock in his hand. "Oh yeah? so do I." He aimed at my stomach, I aimed at his chest hair, as we mutually soaked each other down again, the piss running off each other and into a pool between us. "This is turning out to be a great start to the weekend," I said, making sure I hit his nipple with a strong blast.
He smiled at me, and my eyes fell on the chest hairs that barely peeked out over his T-shirt. He obviously worked out, but he was no muscle queen; just very well proportioned. As we headed toward the apartment wordlessly, I got to appraise him some more. Beautiful round ass; a promising bulge in his 501's. "Hold on a sec" he said, stepping into an alley. "I need to piss." The sound of his peeing made my cock stir. I could see his jeans bunched up around his ass, I watched the piss pool up around his boots and soak through the wood fence. I noticed that I was rubbing my ever-hardening crotch. He turned around then, saw my hardon and smiled slightly. Back at the flat, after a few beers and some talking, he smiled at me again. "I noticed you watching me piss back in that alley" he said softly. "You like that?" "Yeah," I said, swallowing. Just the thought stirred my cock again. He put his hand on his bulge.
"That's good, because I have to piss again. Badly." I watched him stroke his massive bulge, feeling mine straining the jeans I had on. "Thing is, I don't want to move. Think this chair can handle it?" Irrelevant question, because I could see the dark spot forming at the end of his bulge. I could see the piss welling up around his crotch, spilling down his thighs, his calfs and into his boots. The piss was glistening as it soaked down his jeans. I had to unbutton my jeans to free my hard cock. It almost hurt throbbing against that tightness. "C'mere. Now." I obediently knelt in front of him. He unbuttoned his wet pants. I could smell the sweet-sour piss on them. His hardening cock was encased in soaked BVDs; I could see it clearly through the translucent material. I put my mouth over his head, sucking the piss out of his briefs, giving his cock a good workout. I stopped for a second to remove my shirt so that I could feel the warm, wet denim against my body as I worked his huge cock. As I licked, gently squeezing the warm, dripping briefs around his balls, he shot his massive wad on my face. "God," he moaned.
I could feel my own bladder straining now. As I stood up, he took my cock in his mouth, gave me a suck, and held it over his T-shirt. "Soak me" he commanded. I released a strong arc of hot piss towards his shirt. It soaked the front of the material and ran down to his crotch, inspiring a new erection. I stood back and arc'd the stream towards his face, soaking his black hair. He flicked his tongue out and caught a few drops in his mouth. I followed down the wet T-shirt and soaked his dick. He turned around and I soaked the jeans around his meaty butt as he started working his cock. "Fuck me, man" he moaned, stripping off his piss soaked 501s, boots and BVDs. I gave his bare ass the last of my piss, and fished out a condom from my jeans. He bent over obediently and I started plunging my hard dick into his ass. There were still drops of piss on his back and I rubbed them into his skin as I plungered his butthole. I could feel my dick throb and I unloaded a huge wad into the latex deep in his butt. I stayed in as he shot his juices, sending an arc of cum onto his wet jeans. He took a shuddering breath and flopped back on the floor, smiling. I smiled back, peeling the sticky latex off my cock. "Gotta go again" he said, grabbing his cock in his hand. "Oh yeah? so do I." He aimed at my stomach, I aimed at his chest hair, as we mutually soaked each other down again, the piss running off each other and into a pool between us. "This is turning out to be a great start to the weekend," I said, making sure I hit his nipple with a strong blast.
