Date: Sun, 2 Oct 2005 00:09:17 -0400
From: Jack Nelson <quilp@alltel.net>
Subject: My Roommate Cousin Jim 2

Jim and I didn't see each other for a few days as he went home for a long
week-end visit with his parents. I missed him and wanted to have another
"experience" with him. I was overwhelmed with his taut muscular body, his
experience as a marine, and his virility. I masturbated each night and
imagined what we might do when he returned. But then I wondered if Jim
would want to repeat our first encounter. Maybe he was just sexually
frustrated and got caught up in a moment of carelessness. I knew I should
be careful when he returned and act as if nothing had happened between us.

I was not at home when Jim returned but I found him poring over his books
when I came back from the movies. He hardly looked up when I entered the
bedroom. I was scared and pretended to be very tired and anxious to go to
bed. Jim hardly moved as I stripped and put my clothes away. In my boxers I
stepped into the hallway to go to the bathroom. I needed to pee but my cock
was growing stiff and I couldn't get any relief, so I decided to shower and
get my mind off Jim. I was lathered up and beginning to think about what I
had to do the next day. My cock became flaccid and I decided to pee while
showering. A golden stream started and I felt the relief I needed. Then I
heard a tap on the door and Jim stepped in saying he didn't want to bother
me but had to pee. I was just finishing and the water was still showing the
traces of my urine. Jim was standing over the commode letting out a loud
full stream of urine. This turned me on so much that I shouted saying he
sounded like a cow pissing on a rock. Jim reached over and pulled the
shower curtain back a bit and took a look at me and then noticed the
discolored water in the bottom of the tub. With a grin he said he thought
he was the only one who ever pissed in the shower. I said it was more fun
that way and that I usually masturbated while showering too. Jim said that
he knew what I was talking about and then closed the shower curtain,
flushed the toilet and left to go back to his books.

Somewhat embarrassed I returned to the bedroom and sat down on the edge of
my bed and started to part the sheets. Jim broke the silence and asked if I
had ever had anyone piss on me. I said no, never. He said guys in the
marines use to have piss fights in the showers and he always enjoyed
them. The thought was a real turn-on for me and I didn't want the
conversation to stop, so I asked him if he didn't think it was dirty. He
said heck no it's not really unclean. He told me about a Prime Minister of
India who belonged to a sect in which the men regularly drank their own
urine as part of a daily ritual. I couldn't believe this and said so. Jim
said it was true and he wouldn't be afraid to drink his own piss if he had
to. With that I got stiff and Jim noticed my penis growing. He smiled and
said that he thought I was turned on by the idea. I insisted that I was not
a bit turned on, but he got up and came over to me and reached for my
cock. He felt my hard cock and said he understood how pissing was a
turn-on. He confessed that he always got an erection in the showers when
the piss fighting began as did most of the other guys. I said that I didn't
expect I would ever have a chance to know whether I would or not.

Jim then went over to the small refrigerator in our bedroom and pulled out
two beers, handing one to me saying that after a couple of beers I might
have a chance to find out if it was a turn-on! I couldn't believe he said
that but I knew something was going to happen. Jim then took off his shirt,
stripped down to his shorts and relaxed on his bed his back against the
headboard and his legs crossed. I looked at him and he raised his beer
saying "Cheers!" and took his first long gulp. I began to drink mine and we
chatted about other things for about a half-hour before he got up and got
two more beers. We downed those more quickly and the subject returned to
the piss fights in the Marine Corps showers. This excited me so much that I
wanted to talk more about that. Jim asked if I had ever gotten an erection
in the showers at school. I didn't want to say yes but the fact is that I
often had to slip in and out of the showers quickly if a lot of other guys
were in the showers with me. Laughing, Jim said I should start a piss fight
in the gym next time I showered. The thought really was almost too much and
a spot of pre-cum showed on my boxers. I started to tremble with anxiety
when Jim realized he might have gone too far. He came over, sat next to me
and put his arm around my shoulder. My head leaned on his shoulder and I
wanted him to hug me and treat me the way I always wanted my dad to do. My
cousin had become my surrogate father with whom I was in love. Slowly Jim's
hand began to rub the back of my neck and my hair. We drank in silence and
I put my hand on Jim's thigh. His cock began to grow, and when I rubbed his
thigh slowly up and down his cock began to show stiffness. We were both in
a high state of sexual excitement.

But now the beer was having its affect on my bladder. I wondered how long I
could keep from pissing on myself. Then Jim needed to take a leak as well
and said so. We got up and went to the bathroom. Jim led the way and as we
went into the room, Jim reached over and pulled the shower curtains all the
way back and out of the tub. He dropped his shorts and got in turning the
water on while looking at me with a matter-of-fact expression on his
face. I knew he meant business and there was no need for words. So I
dropped my shorts and stepped in. The shower head was turned towards the
tiles so that water came coursing down the side of the tub and onto our
feet. "You want to go first?" I didn't know what to say. My cock was so
hard I couldn't have pissed if I had wanted to, but Jim's cock was now
semi-hard and hung down ready to let go with a golden stream of warm
piss. I wanted him to piss on me. I sat down and leaned back on my elbows
while Jim stepped over me and started to pee on my legs and then my
chest. I was wild with excitement and my cock was leaking semen even though
it was hard as a rock. I moaned with the pleasure of Jim's mastering-me
position. I was being "disciplined" or so I imagined. Jim's serious face
had the expression of a superior, a sergeant. I reveled in the fantasy as
Jim then turned his cock toward my hair and face. I loved it and began to
jack my cock. I was covered with Jim's warm piss when he stopped the stream
to save it. He started masturbating while standing over me. Then he
squatted and nodded at my cock meaning, I was certain, that it was my turn
to piss on him. I stood up and strained hard to get the water out and
suddenly it started to come. I aimed it all over Jim's body the way one
would aim a hose in the garden. Swishing it from left to right and then in
circles. Jim moaning raised his head and opened his mouth. I then moved
close to him and put my dick on his lips and started pissing in his
mouth. He took it and gulped it down and I continued until I was empty. I
sat down and opened my mouth and Jim rose to fill my mouth with his warm
piss. Like Jim I dared to swallow the golden water; several times I gulped
and swallowed all the while working my cock with my hands. He stopped and
began jacking hard. We were so close that our cocks were touching. I was
ready to blow a load and so was Jim. We somehow managed to go off at the
same time covering each other with load after load of sperm.

My "master" gave me a hard look and then reached for the spigot. He handed
me the bar of soap and waited for me to start washing his body all over. I
covered every inch of his skin and finally worked the soap all over his
cock and balls which were beginning to grow hard again in my hand. My
erection returned and then Jim took the soap and worked me over until we
were both clean, but we were ready for yet another orgasm which came
quickly as I fell into Jim's body. He caressed me tightly while the sperm
ran down our legs and we stood for a long while without moving or saying a
word.

Well, that was that...an experience that I knew would be repeated because
our ecstasy was mutual. We had discovered a way to give each other the
maximum pleasure. From that time on Jim became the "master" knowing that
that was the role I wanted him to play. He clearly knew how to play his
part with a good deal of authority. My love for him grew greater and I
longed to be with him every minute. But there would be plenty of time for
more intimacy .We relaxed, stepped out of the shower, toweled each other
off and went to bed without a word being spoken.