Date: Sat, 31 Oct 2015 12:06:23 -0700
From: Kris Altend <kris.altend@gmail.com>
Subject: Piss Buds Pt 8

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This chapter the boys meet back up with Adam, and the three of them all
`connect'. ;)

---------- Piss Buds Pt 8 ----------


-- Brody --

I was still basking in the aftershock of what had likely been the most
powerful orgasm I'd ever experienced when Derek climbed back into bed with
me. He'd gotten up to drop my piss off in the toilet for me; I'd emptied
myself into him twice during our hot fuck session, once down his throat and
once up his ass, after I'd pumped my load into him as well.

We layed there together, cuddling for fifteen or twenty minutes, not
speaking, there was no need for words. Playfully, he started licking at my
armpits, which I hadn't washed for the entire time I was out of town. I
hadn't showered at all, actually, firstly because I was busy, but also
because I liked the way I smelled, and Derek did too.

He started lapping at it harder, sucking on the tufts of hair, wriggling
his naked, slender body up against mine. His cock, still half-hard from our
sex and from my emptying my piss up his ass for the first time, was getting
harder again and he pushed it against my thigh insistently. I grabbed the
back of his head with my free arm and pushed his face up against my pit,
rubbing his spit and my fragrant sweat all over his face and the
perpetually stubbly beard that framed his strong chin.

After a minute I relaxed my hand and he backed off from my pit, smiling
dreamily up at me, grinding his boner into me. Ever the little leaker, the
side of my thigh was already slick with his precum.

"I wanna cum again," he said.

"Me too," I replied. "But let's eat first. We have all night. I wanna taste
the food you made for me."

Slowly, we pulled ourselves up and out of the bed, threw on t-shirts and
boxers, and went over to the kitchen, where Derek served out a couple bowls
of the sweet potato stew he'd made. It was still warm, and incredibly
delicious. This kid really was the jackpot. He'd opened my eyes to new
kinds of sex a week ago I hadn't even imagined I'd be having, and he's a
good cook on top of it.

After we ate, we started smoking a joint, and he told me about what had
happened yesterday with Adam. What I had been reading as Adam's homophobia,
apparently, had been a deep shame about his own desire to join in. I felt a
little bit bad that I hadn't made more of an effort to be friendly to Adam,
but he'd always been so abrasive, and I hadn't realized what that had been
covering up for.

When Derek started to tell me that some unknown Latin guy had walked in and
saw what they were doing, that he'd just started to soak Adam right there
in the washroom, my dick twitched to life again. When he told me that it
had turned out to be Martinez, who I knew because I'm friends with some of
the basketball players, it got even hotter. I'd always thought their might
be something going on between him and his friend Dave, though I didn't know
them too well, they were always together. They even took bathroom breaks
together, which was starting to make a lot more sense.

Derek was telling me that Adam hadn't answered any of his texts all day, so
I decided to just give him a call, see if he'd answer. He did.

"Brody? Are you calling about the dorm? I haven't had a chance to clean it,
and--" Adam started talking as soon as he picked up the phone.

"No man, I'm not at the dorm, I'm with Derek."

"Oh, right," he said, getting quiet.

"Where are you right now? What are you doing? You haven't been answering
his texts... are you okay?" I asked.

"I just needed time to think. I've been holed up in the dorm all day, but I
just went out for a walk."

"Come over to Derek's apartment." I looked over at Derek, making sure this
was okay, he nodded and shuffled over close to me on the couch, reaching
over to grab my half-hard dick through my boxers. He squeezed and tugged on
it lightly while I talked on the phone, quickly bringing it to full mast.

"I don't know," Adam started, sounding glum. "I still think I need to be
alone right now."

"Bullshit," I said, then gasping as Derek, in one smooth motion, popped my
dick out through the fly of my boxers, and took it into his mouth. "You
need to be around us right now. We're here for you. Come over."

There was a pause on the phone, and I started to relax back into the slow,
deliberate blow job Derek had started giving me.

"I am right by there..." Adam said, finally.

"Good," I said. "Get your ass over here."

Adam agreed, and we hung up. I put the phone down and turned my body
sideways so I could lay down on the couch, one leg slung over the side,
keeping the space wide open for Derek to keep doing what he was doing, and
seemed to be enjoying the hell out of. He started to use his spit-slickened
hand to very slowly start jerking my dick, pushing all the foreskin up to
the top, then pushing his tongue inside of it, and swirling it around the
head, all the while lightly nibbling on the foreskin with his teeth. Then
his hand would stroke back down, pulling the head free from the foreskin,
popping out into his warm mouth.

I'm not sure how long we lay their like that, I sort of fell into a trance
as he pushed his face down over my dick, again and again.

I heard a knock at the door.

"Come in!" I called out, as Derek still had his mouth full.

The door opened and Adam walked in. Knowing what I now knew about him, I
feel like I fully appreciated his body for the first time. He was shorter
than either Derek or I, but his arms and legs were more muscular. He had a
tight, but dense looking body, with just a hint of a beer gut showing
through his t-shirt. His short hair was light brown and fluffy on top of
his head.

He stood there, letting the door close behind him, but not making his way
over to us. He just watched as Derek continued to blow me on the sofa. My
eyes moved downwards to the front of his pants, and the unmistakable bulge
of a hard dick.

"Come over here," I said. "It's okay."

Adam smiled faintly, shucked off his shoes, and came over into the living
room. Derek motioned for him to sit down on the floor beside him, pulling
his face away from my crotch for the first time in probably 15 minutes.

"Besides that little bit of piss stuff," Derek asked him, "have you ever
played with guys before?"

Adam shook his head lightly, as he stared at my rock hard cock, glistening
with Derek's spit, he looked almost in awe of it, which made my erection
strain even harder.

"It's okay," I told him, answering the question he was asking with his
eyes. "You can touch it, you can play with it, suck on it, whatever you
want."

Adam's eyes moved to Derek, asking the same question, seemingly unable to
believe that this was all okay. Derek nodded, eyes wide and alive, excited.

Adam's hand moved forward and wrapped around the base of my shaft. It was a
little cold, and his grip was rough and unpracticed. He gripped my loose
skin, and slid his hand up wards towards to the head. My foreskin gathered
there, and a glob of precum escaped through my piss slit. He looked at it,
transfixed, and moved his hand down again, sliming the juices around the
head of my dick.

"I've never held anybody else's before," he said. "Never seen an uncut cock
this close." His hand slid up again, and another glob of my body's natural
lube escaped. Slowly, uncertainly, he moved his face closer and sniffed the
air, smelling the wafting odors of my sweaty crotch, my precum, Derek's
ass, and his piss.

" I should tell you," Derek said, as Adam's mouth opened. "Brody had his
dick in my ass less than an hour ago."

Adam's tongue slipped out of his mouth, and scooped up the latest glob of
precum. I moaned in appreciation. It was incredibly hot, to see him down
there with Derek, both of them focused on my cock. Adam seemed to like what
he tasted, because he dove down onto my cock, slowly sucking the whole
thing into his mouth.

I felt it reach the back of his throat, and he looked up at me, face an
inch and a half from being buried in my pubes. I put my hand on the back of
his head, and applied pressure. I felt him instinctively swallow, and my
cock slid the rest of the way in. He ground his face up against my pubic
bone, moaning around my cock, the vibrations shaking his throat, making my
cock twitch.

Adam started to get into a rhythm, getting the hang of giving his first
blow job. Derek got up and walked over to the kitchen. I was scared for a
second that he was feeling left out, but I saw him return almost instantly
with a large, empty glass, and a sly smile.

As Adam continued on, lost in the blow-job he was giving me, Derek sat down
right beside us on the coffee table, brought the glass down beneath his
dick, which, though hard, he managed to point downwards. After a few
breaths, his stream started, powerfully, and the glass quickly began to
fill with his piss. The sound and the sight distracted Adam, who pulled up
off of my dick to watch as the pale, barely yellow liquid appeared from the
end of Derek's cock.

When he'd finished filling the cup, Derek brought it to his lips and took a
long deep swig, and then offered it to Adam, who gulped in anticipation. He
brought the cup slowly to his lips, inhaling the smell of the piss through
his nose. He tilted the glass backwards, and took three large swigs from
it, emptying much more than half of it, sighing as he brought it back down,
and held it out to me. I held it, seeing now that this was to become a
bonding ritual between the three of us, and tossed my head back, emptying
the last 1/3 of the glass down my throat in just a few easy slurps.

"Let's go to the bed," Derek said.

"Wait," said Adam, reaching for the glass. "I have to piss too."

"Bring it into the bed," Derek told him, taking the glass from me and
putting it down on the coffee table. He looked at me. "Brody, you and I are
going to get naked, but Adam, keep your clothes on, for now, okay?"

I nodded, happy to let Derek take over in the drivers seat for the time
being. He led the three of us over into the bedroom, and instructed Adam to
lay down, right in the middle, on top of the wetspot that was already there
from Derek's piss earlier. Adam layed there on his back as Derek and I
wriggled out of our clothes, and then jumped in to join him, cuddling up on
either side of him.

Derek pulled the sheets and the blankets up around us so that we were all
nice and warm, while still leaving Adam mostly uncovered, as he was still
dressed. Then, Derek's hand moved down to Adam's pants, and he opened the
fly, reached inside, and pulled out Adam's cock. I'd never seen it hard
before. It wasn't long, maybe 5.5 inches, but it was fat and straining
against the tightened skin of his circumcision. Hair poured out of his
fly. His balls were covered in it, and there were a few lone stragglers
sprouting out as high up his cock as halfway to the head. It was incredible
masculine and attractive.

Derek held Adam's cock in his hand and said, "Okay, let it go. Wet us all
down."

Adam looked a bit shocked. "Are you sure? In your bed?"

Derek nodded. "I have plastic sheets on underneath the bedding."

"I do have to go, really bad," Adam said. "I think there's a lot."

Almost immediately, it started flowing out from his tap, arching up onto
the front of his t-shirt, slowly making his dick softer, and the stream
more powerful. Derek, still holding his pissing cock, directed the stream
straight up in the air, so it rained back down on Adam's cock and his
pants, and Derek's and my thighs. Then Derek moved his face forward and
caught some of it in his mouth, swallowing immediately.

Adam kept pissing for what seemed like almost two minutes. Derek continued
to point the stream all over, wetting the bed, the sheets, covering all
three of us. Then, he reached over and pulled me closer, the three of us
now all huddled in a big, wet mass on the middle of the bed, both of us
cuddled up on either side of Adam, his still pissing cock left to its own
devices, sandwiched down in between the three of us.

I didn't have another full load, but I was able to piss again a little bit
myself. I ground my dick up against Adams side, and started letting the
flow loose. I pointed it towards Derek, so that all three of us could feel
my stream as I relieved any pressure that had been building up.

Together, Derek and I then pulled Adam's clothes off of him, Derek tossing
them over into his laundry basket. Then it was just the three of our naked
bodies, warm in the wet bed, cuddled up against one another, all three of
our dicks raging hard.

"Let's give Adam a treat," Derek said. "He deserves it. And we both need to
shoot again."

We both got up on our knees, and moved up on the bed. Adam, who was leaning
up against the headboard, now had a face full of both of our dicks. He took
Derek's in his mouth, as Derek reached down and started to stroke mine. I
leaned in to kiss him.

Adam switched back over to my cock, which after being blown for nearly half
an hour, was just about ready to explode. I put my hand on Adam's
forehead. Holding it back, with just my head in his mouth, and I started
jerking my dick.

"Uh. Ugh. Uhhhh." I groaned as I felt the warm spunk rise up from my balls
for the second time today. The electric bolt of pleasure shook through me
and my cum shot out into Adam's mouth.

"You like the way my jizz tastes?" I asked him as the second waves of my
orgasm shot another volley of cum into his mouth. He nodded, keeping his
lips wrapped firmly around my dick. I kept pumping with my hand as a third,
fourth, and fifth shock rocked through my genitals. As my dick became more
sensitive, I slowly pulled it back out of Adam's mouth. He kept a tight
seal, so that there was a loud slurp when it popped out.

"More," he said simply, mouth still full of my cum.

Derek pushed his cock back into Adam's mouth, displacing a bunch of my cum
which leaked out down Adam's chin and onto Derek's balls.

I moved downwards, knowing that Adam's cock hadn't received any real
attention yet, and I took it into my mouth. Stroking slowly up and down and
swirling with my tongue, loving the feeling of his hairy cock in my face.

"Get ready," Derek said, and he began to fuck Adam's face with his hips,
going hard, bent on shooting his load. I guess getting fucked in the face
was too much for Adam. His hand shot down to his dick, and he frantically
rubbed the base of it for just a few seconds before I felt my mouth welcome
the first of his jizz spurts.

Derek groaned loudly and pushed all the way up against Adam's face. I could
see his body twitching with the power of his orgasm, which he was shooting
right down Derek's throat, past his mouth entirely. Meanwhile, Adam's cock
had pumped out a huge amount of cum. Unlike us, this was his first of the
day, I guess.

Derek, apparently finished, had backed up, and Adam was licking up the
splashes of my cum from Derek's balls that had escaped his mouth earlier,
as the last few spurts shot from Adam's dick into my mouth. They started
making out, sharing mine and Derek's cum, and I moved up, positioned myself
above them, and let all of Adam's cum, mixed now with my spit, fall out of
my mouth. It slid down Derek's cheek and into the midst of their make out
session. When they were done, and everybody had swallowed what they could,
the three of layed together, holding each other, warm and wet under the
blankets.

After dozing for a while, the three of us got up and moved into the
shower. We cleaned off, and Derek took everything from his bed and put it
in the laundry, replacing them with fresh sheets.

We drank some beers and just hung out, the three of us now feeling bonded
in a way that we hadn't before. Being around them was comfortable. Even
Adam had seemed to relax, glimmers of his old, playfully contemptuous
personality shining back through, as the shock of what we'd just done
seemed to wear off.

Derek put on a movie, and we cuddled together on the couch, me in the
middle Adam on my right and Derek on my left.

"Whenever you two need to go," Adam said. "For tonight, I wanna drink it
all. I'm the urinal, okay? I'm not gonna drink anymore beer. Just your
guy's piss."

About fifteen minutes into the movie, he had his first chance. I tapped him
on the shoulder, and he obediently jumped down between my legs, wrapping
his lips around my completely soft cock. The beer had me feel very relaxed,
and my bladder very full, so I just let the stream flow out naturally. Adam
had a bit of trouble keeping up, but he managed. I squeezed on his face
with my thighs while he let my piss flow down his throat, swallow by
swallow.

After I finished, he moved to come back up, but Derek told him to
wait. Adam shuffled over in front of Derek, and started swallowing his piss
as well, all of it. I think he was even more of a pig than Derek was.

It continued that way throughout the movie. Twice more, I needed to relieve
myself, and I didn't need to get up once. Adam swallowed all of
it. Periodically, he'd get up to let his own piss out in the toilet, as
Derek expressed that he'd drunk enough for the day. All in all, throughout
the hour and a half long movie, Adam swallowed three of my, and two of
Derek's loads of piss.

After the movie was over, we smoked another joint. I pulled out my phone,
as I hadn't checked it in hours. When I opened the Facebook app, the first
things I saw on my newsfeed was a post that Juan Martinez had made to
Adam's wall. It said "Hey P boy. Me and Dave wanna chill with you and your
friend from yesterday. You're both invited to my place tonight. Better make
it over here P boy. Message me."

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