Message-ID: <165303Z11021995@anon.penet.fi>
Newsgroups: alt.sex.fetish.watersports
From: an191944@anon.penet.fi
X-Anonymously-To: alt.sex.fetish.watersports
Organization: Anonymous contact service
Reply-To: an191944@anon.penet.fi
Date: Sat, 11 Feb 1995 16:43:01 UTC
Subject: First time
Lines: 73


My First Time (m/m, true story)

	He had picked me up in a bar one evening, and after that we saw
quite a lot of each other.  I liked having sex with him, because he was
inclined to be rough, and I went for that.

	It must have been our third or fourth date, I started to go down
on him as usual, but before I could take him into my mouth, he said, "Watch
out - there may still be a little bit of piss left on it."  I didn't think
he needed to warn me that way, so I wondered whether something might be in
the wind.  I just said it was no problem.

	And sure enough, in the middle of our lovemaking he said, "I want
to piss into your mouth."  Well!!!  I had heard of men doing this, and I
had wondered what it would be like to have it done to me.  But I worried
about how it would taste.  "How much have you had to drink?"  "Enough," he
said.  So without another word I knelt before him and offered him my mouth
as a urinal while he worked on my tits.  I always like doing as I am told.

	What was it like?  The impressions came faster than I can describe
them here, but the first thing I noticed was how narrow the stream was.
And it was hot, and nearly flavorless, because he *had* drunk a lot.  He
must have drunk tea, because it tasted of tea.  But there was also just a
little exciting touch of piss-taste that kept reminding me just what I was
drinking.  And it was copious.  It gushed out, and I had to swallow as fast
as I could to keep up with it.

	As I did this, he said, "You're a regular little toilet, aren't
you?"  Wow.  I murmured "Mmm-hmm" and kept swallowing furiously as he kept
calling me his toilet.  It was like being his slave.  I had never been a
man's slave before.  I had never been a toilet before, and here he was
using me as his toilet slave.  It was heaven, especially because he kept
working on my tits and hurting them.  I suppose when your mouth loves
cock as much as mine does, you will like everything that comes out of it.
Besides, when a man comes into your mouth, you get a few spurts and it's
over, but piss goes on and on.

	We did all this in his living room, BTW.  He sat on the edge of an
upholstered sofa & I knelt in front of him on the carpeted floor.  If I
hadn't been able to swallow his piss fast enough, there would have been a
real mess.  But I never thought of that and I guess he didn't either, and
it was all right because I didn't miss a drop.

	After he had emptied his bladder into me, he squatted over my face
and had me clean out his asshole for him.  And after that our love-games
together always featured piss.  He could give some at the start and then
more after he came.  He usually pissed into my mouth, but once or twice
he pissed into a glass & watched me drink it up.  One of the best times,
I knelt naked in the john with my back to the wall.  He came in fully
dressed, walked up to me as he would to a urinal, opened his fly, and
pissed into me as I knelt there.

	He never pissed onto me and I never asked him to.  He never asked
me to do any of those things I've read about, like wetting my pants.
Somehow the thought of getting piss on myself, either his or my own, didn't
interest me.  But to be pissed *into*...!  To kneel before him, or some-
times to squat on the floor before the john and serve him as he sat there,
swallowing it down as fast as it came out of him...this was exquisite.

	He always drank a lot of tea beforehand.  But once, when I had
spent the night with him, we tried it first thing in the morning.  Then
his piss was orange and thick and acrid, and I couldn't take it.  But with
suitable obedience training over a period of months, and with the right
incentives, who knows what might have been possible?  Unfortunately, our
affair came to an end before I could find out.  I've had piss partners
since then, but never an affair like that.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------
To find out more about the anon service, send mail to help@anon.penet.fi.
Due to the double-blind, any mail replies to this message will be anonymized,
and an anonymous id will be allocated automatically. You have been warned.
Please report any problems, inappropriate use etc. to admin@anon.penet.fi.