Date: Mon, 27 Oct 2003 03:00:52 -0800 (PST)
From: Donald Graves <dprdon1532@yahoo.com>
Subject: Riding Buddies

 It was one thirty AM as I found  myself waking up and
tossing and turning in the bed.
I had to piss like a race horse, but no trip to the
bath room this time, I just tried to relax and  soon
felt the warm stream began to fill my diaper. I just
let it flow and enjoyed the warm feeling in the
diaper. When I was done I tried to go back to sleep,
but it was becoming a struggle, and I could feel my
pee turning cold in the diaper.

I don't know when I did finally get back to sleep, but
when I awoke again it was after seven AM. I dam sure
had to piss again, but I really wanted to it hold for
Tim.
I got up took off the piss soaked diaper and climbed
into the shower..

I finally started to get dressed and was rushing it a
lot as I had to piss something furious again, but I
knew Tim wanted me to have a full load, so I struggled
to hold it.
Getting dressed for Timmy was a little different,
first of all I always had to put on a pair of panties,
not just any panties but this pair he had swiped from
the Laundromat by his apartment. A pair he managed to
get from a cute little teenage girl.

They fit pretty dam tight but I managed to get them
on, then a heavy cloth diaper that I had to pin on.
Over that a disposable  panty type, then plastic
pants.
He always  made  me wear tight fitting jeans over the
diaper set, and of course it was  always obvious I had
diapers on. This day was no different, I finally got
the wranglers on a T shirt and boots, and I headed out
the door.

The ATV was already in back of my pick up, so I headed
straight for the McDonald's where I was to meet Tim.

He knew dam well I had to piss some thing bad, but he
always liked to make me hold it.  At McDonald's there
was a place we parked  that was sort of out the way,
and standing behind the truck he always made me loosen
my pants and he would stick his finger in my diaper to
make sure it was dry.

We ordered some breakfast and I told him I just
couldn't hold it any longer. He gave me permission to
piss. Tim said he had to go too, so  right there in
McDonald's we both peed a full diaper load. It felt
heavenly to finally get relief and the warm flow in my
diaper added to the pleasure. Eating our breakfast in
wet diapers was a turn on for both of us.

After we finished eating we were back on the road to
the off road area where we would spend the day riding
the ATV's and enjoying some water sports at the same
time.

After off loading we laid back in the truck bed and
changed each others diapers.

In our relationship Tim is the top and me the bottom,
Tim gets great pleasure from pissing on me, and to the
say the least I enjoy my role in the relationship.

The first thing I always had to do was to lick Tim
clean from the piss that was smeared all over him from
wearing the diaper. Then I had to lick and suck all
the piss from his diaper, before putting it in the
plastic bag.

Most of the time I made a special effort to give a
good lick job so as to get him hard, then I got to
suck that piss covered cock, this time was no
exception. As he got hard I asked permission to beg
and I begged to suck his cock.

The piss smell and salty taste was still there as I
took his uncut cock in my mouth making a special
effort to lick around the base of the head to get any
residual piss that might be there. My effort was
rewarded with what might have been a drop or two.

His cock got hard almost instantly and I had a mouth
full of this great cock. He hadn't cum in a week and I
got the full load as be shot spurt after spurt, I was
disappointed as he pulled out of my mouth, I wanted
the taste of his cum, it had been a week for me too,
since I tasted my masters cock and cum. But its my
masters choice and he aimed straight for my face as he
unloaded.

As usual when he gives me a facial I am forbidden to
remove the cum or even wipe it away, it must stay as
it dries naturally. I put a fresh diaper on him and we
were ready for the day on the trail.

We put our helmets on and headed out for the trails.
We had been riding no more than ten or fifteen minutes
when he stopped and he told me to remove his diaper
and place it the bag he had on the ATV. I did as told.

Then he told me to kneel in front him, to take hold of
his cock and aim it straight at my face. Then he told
me to beg to drink his pee. I begged but he just
laughed and refused, he said you may wear my piss for
a facial. I was instructed to hold his cock aimed at
my face and to keep my mouth closed, he shot a
forceful stream as it hit my face it  was running down
my chin and neck, he just kept pissing and it ran down
on to my T shirt and chest.

When he finished I again asked to beg and I asked him
for permission to piss, he refused the request and I
had to hold it for awhile.

After riding the trails for about an hour we stopped,
the rough riding had taken its toll on my bladder and
I had to piss very badly, he did too. Again I begged
and he refused.

Then I was told to take his pants off and put the
briefs on him he had in his bag. I complied, then he
spread his legs and told me to get under his legs, he
pulled my face up tight to his crotch and started to
piss through the briefs and on my face.
The briefs were soaked and piss running down my chin
again. I was instructed to remove his briefs and when
I did he had me lick him clean then stuff the piss
soaked briefs in my mouth.

He then told me to remove my diaper and put on a pair
of the girls panties I had in my bag. With the panties
and pants back on I was given permission to pee, but
first I had to squat like a woman. I had to piss so
bad it was no problem.

After some more riding we came to the old abandoned
paper mill, and rode inside the old mill. There we
stopped and of course both had to piss badly again. I
was told to strip and to kneel between the posts, and
he tied my arms spread eagled to the posts.

He took a position right up to my face and told me to
open my mouth, I knew what was coming. I was told to
beg to drink his piss, permission was granted and he
stuck his cock in my mouth, and down my throat, I
could deep throat very well and I took the 7 inches
easily, knowing what was coming I was breathing
through my nose when he started to piss down my
throat, the stream was forceful and hit bottom hard.

I prefer him to piss in my mouth with only the cock
head in, and to stop frequently, so I can savor the
taste and swish the piss around, before swallowing.

After that he left me tied to the posts and placed
another pair of his briefs directly under my cock, and
told me piss on them, I did as told. Then he picked
them up and stuffed them in my mouth.

It was nap time for him, and he took his sleeping bag
from his ATV and spread it out, and took about an
hour's nap. When he woke up we both had to piss again,
I asked permission but was refused. He took a baby
bottle and nipple from his pack and pissed in the
bottle, then screwing the nipple on. He turned and
aimed straight at me and unloaded what he had left.

I again asked to pee and was refused. He untied me and
we dressed, he told me when I had finished all the
contents in the bottle I could ask permission to piss
again.

I had to piss something awful, and we were riding over
some pretty rough terrain, and my bladder was killing
me. Finally we stopped and I begged to pee but would
be granted  permission only when the baby bottle was
completely empty.

Tim laid back in a comfortable position, and I started
on the contents of the bottle. He raised back on one
elbow and said how good I looked drinking his piss
from a baby bottle.

Actually I was struggling trying to get the contents
out. The hole in the nipple was small and I had
trouble getting a solid stream. He told me to take my
time and to be sure I held the piss in my mouth for
awhile and swished it around. He wanted to see me hold
the piss and the swishing action.
Finally I had the bottle empty and he let me piss my
panties and jeans again. I had a hell of big load and
my crotch was soaked, my left pant leg was soaked too.
Some had spread to the right leg
and both legs were soaked.

We loaded the ATV's and were ready to go home and Tim
said one more time. He took my helmet put a plastic
liner in it. Told me to hold it under his cock and he
nearly filed the helmet, I was instructed to quickly
place it on my head, the piss poured down my face on
to my chest.

I got back in truck and started the drive home, the
cell phone rang, it was Tim, he said he forgotten
something, and he had a great idea for next time.

The rubber sheet I was sitting on so as not to soak
the truck seats was wet, but I loved the feel and
smell of Tim's piss all over me.

When I got home I cooked a steak on the grill and ate
in the wonderful now drying pissed filled panties,
shirt and jeans.

I'm looking forward to that next time Tim has planned.
Will next weekend ever get here, in the meantime I
have the clothes to keep feeling and smelling, but
still it's going to be a long week.

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