Date: Tue, 14 Apr 2015 23:08:57 -0400
From: Aaron Grant <thegrantfinale123@gmail.com>
Subject: Drunk Enough - Part 2

Drunk Enough 2
by Aaron Grant
thegrantfinale123@gmail.com


There was something so soothing about being in the shower,
like the water pulsing above rinses off all of your inhibitions,
and you just stand there, completely nude, completely vulnerable,
baring everything to the all-seeing shower. Showers are intimate,
private experiences, and when you share that experience with
somebody else, it's like you're showing them all of your insecur-
ities, and acknowledging theirs, and seeing them wash away together.
You come to understand their entire being, as they come to understand
yours.

Of course, it's also just really hot to see somebody else naked.

Now that could be because of my growing sex drive, which was
pretty high to begin with and only grew stronger and faster when
I started college, but there was just something so erotic about
seeing another man naked and soaked in front of you. Now, that's
not to say that I didn't share an intimate experience with Scott
in that shower, but a damper was kind of put on the intimacy when
I went down on him. Although, I'm not gonna lie, when he pulled me
close to him and wrapped his arms around me after we were finished,
my heart started doing flips.

"Hey can you get my back?" Scott asked, turning around and showing
off his perfect, round ass.

"Sure," I replied, squeezing some body wash onto my hands and gently
rubbing it up and down Scott's back. He sighed softly as I ran my
hands down his sides and back up his back, massaging his shoulders.
I swabbed back down his back and finally reached his squishy cheeks.
I rubbed the soap all over them and stole a quick squeeze, to which
Scott giggled. "Hey, that kinda tickles," he said.

I got down on my knees again. With my face this close to his ass, I
started to get a familiar tingling sensation in my lower abdomen again.
His butt smelled like Irish Spring, clean and fresh. I grabbed his hips
with both hands and rolled his cheeks back with my thumbs. "What are you
doing?" Scott asked. There was a hint of disapproval in his voice, but I
didn't care. I shoved my face in his crack.

Even at this level, he still smelled fresh and clean. I shoved my tongue
in his hole and heard Scott moan deeply. It tasted juicy and sweet (not
at all like I would have expected), and the best part was that I got to
have my face in Scott's meaty bottom.

"Oh god, okay, stop," Scott pleaded. I took my face out of his ass and
stood up.

"You okay? Did you not like that? Did I go too far?"

"No, no you were fine," Scott assured me, though his face was bright red.
"Uhh, I dunno. I kinda liked it, I've just never experienced something
like that before." He gave a weak laugh. "Please use some mouthwash when
we get out of the shower, and wash your face?"

"Uhh, yeah, of course." Well now I was starting to feel guilty. "Um,
could you get my back?"

"Sure," Scott said, squirting some Irish Spring onto his palm. "But I
ain't eating you out."



"Here," Scott said, tossing me a towel as I gargled and spit the mouth-
wash into the sink.

"Thanks," I said. I'll admit, I was a little sad to see Scott cover up
that gorgeous ass with a towel.

We didn't bother putting clothes on; Scott's roommate was home for the
summer and it was just more comfortable this way. I didn't feel constricted.
We chilled on the couch watching TV until Scott decided he was too tired to
stay awake any longer, so we retired to his bedroom and climbed into bed.
Immediately Scott threw his arms around me and snuggled me tight. I felt
his meat rub against my naked ass and I started to get hard again. Scott
sensed my growing member and said, "Nick, I'm really tired. I can't, sorry."

Before I could respond, I heard him lightly snoring, feeling his breath on
the back of my neck. I did my best to ignore my hard-on and go to sleep.



I was awoken by the sun streaming in through the window and the undeniable
pressure in my bladder. My dick was already rock hard and screaming for
relief. Scott was still asleep and holding onto me, and I couldn't seem
to escape his grip. I squirmed and groaned as I tried to slip out of Scott's
arms, but he wasn't having any of it. "Fuck," I whispered, and begged the
gods for Scott to wake up. I really couldn't hold it anymore.

Scott's morning wood was pressing against my butt and I felt my ass being
slicked with his dew. My own aching member was leaking, and I was pretty
sure it was precum, but knowing how my filled my bladder was, it was anybody's
guess. I stroked my throbbing dick to relieve some of the pressure, but it
didn't seem to help very much. I was in far too much pain to even speak, as
the only sounds coming out of my mouth were moans and groans of desperation.

I squirmed and squealed and inevitably turned myself around in the bed, and
was now facing Scott, his rock hard cock rubbing against mine. Scott squeezed
me tighter and pulled me on top of him, and that's when I lost it. Relief
washed over me as warm, wet yellow liquid poured all over Scott's belly.

My piss soaked Scott's chest, even reaching so high as his chin, and water-
falled off his sides, leaving a gigantic wet spot underneath us on the bed.
The warmth and wetness must have woken Scott up. His eyes flew open and he
instantly reached down and grabbed my ass. "Getting kinky, already, Nick?"
He planted a kiss on my lips, soft and warm and tasting sort of like butter.
"Couldn't even wait until I got up?"

He rolled over, still clutching me, and suddenly he was towering over me.
Try as I might to keep my bladder under control, I was helpless but to be
pinned down by Scott's sexy arms and piss raced out of my cock. "I...I'm
sorry," I cried. "I had to pee really bad, and, you weren't waking up..."

"Sorry," he said, giving me another kiss. "At least it's more fun this way."
I smiled and wrapped my arms around him. It felt weird to be doing such
simple, kind of romantic things, while covered in piss as I continue to
release more jets of the stuff onto my chest. Weird, but great.

Scott grabbed my whizzing cock and his own aching member in one hand,
jacking us both off simultaneously as my piss provided a wet lubricant
for us both. Finally I felt my bladder begin to empty and the flow begin
to waver, but Scott apparently didn't think we were wet enough, as pee
began to flow from his own cock, but I grabbed it, cutting off the flow.
I could see Scott's face change from relief to strain to desperation.
"Nick, stop. What are you doing?"

"Don't waste it," I said. "I want to feel it inside of me."

I lifted my legs and guided Scott's cock into my tight hole, and immedi-
ately felt a jet of piss spurt out of it, as Scott sighed with intense
relief. He collapsed down onto my soaked body and planted a kiss on my
cheek. I could feel his strong stream inside my ass, filling me up. Warm
liquid leaked out of my rear end, lathering Scott's dick with warm, wet,
yellow piss.

Scott only occasionally thrusted as he emptied his bladder on my insides.
I gotta say, it felt weird as hell. I simultaneously loved it and wanted
it to stop. I could feel myself filling up, inflating, with the excess
leaking out. Regardless of how weird and gross it was, it turned me on
immensely, and feeling Scott's slick, damp torso rubbing against my rock
hard dick brought me to orgasm. My breathing increased and became irregular.
Endorphins shot from all over my body straight to my dick. I buried my head
into Scott's shoulder and moaned deeply, intensely, as thick strings of cum
exploded out of the head of cock and all over Scott's chest.

Finished relieving himself, Scott gained some newfound stamina, and thrust
deep inside me, forcing more of his piss out of my ass and onto the bed.
"Oh god, Nick," he moaned into my neck. "Oh god, I'm gonna jizz. I can't
hold it, I can't hold it!"

"Cum inside me, I wanna feel it."

And I did. I felt a huge shot of cum from inside my ass, Scott screamed
and moaned and pulled his quickly softening dick out of me, with an ocean of
piss and cum falling out. Scott rolled over and rested his hand on his fore-
head, his breathing still heavy and uneven. "Damn, Nick," he panted. "That
was..."

"Messy?" I chuckled.

Scott laughed. "Yeah."

"You up for another shower?"

"Yeah, then I gotta change these sheets before my roommate gets back."

I rolled over and planted a kiss on Scott's cheek. "I gotta pee again already."


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Well, it's been months. I'm sorry this took so damn long, but here it is.
I purposely left it open ended, because I might continue with them. Regardless,
Scott will be a reccurring character. In fact, there are a lot of characters
that I use in multiple stories. So much so that I've decided to make a cast of
characters that returns in different continuities. You can find the character
list and their bios on my writing blog: thegrantfinale-fiction.tumblr.com.
On a side note, I've started a forums dedicated to watersports and other kinks!
We're just starting out, but feel free to join it and discuss some kinky things
with me the other members. Link here:
http://thegrantfinale.byethost16.com/index.php


As always feel free to message me on social media! I'd love to hear from you!

Cheers!

~Aaron
thegrantfinale123@gmail.com
@thegrantfinale on twitter