Date: Sun, 6 Nov 2011 10:46:52 +0000 (GMT)
From: Gee LEES <gee572003@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: STEVE

I originally published this story on GAYMALE WS and Pissboi.com.  It is an
amalgam of a series of experiences with a guy I shall call Steve for the
purposes of this story.


STEVE


I've had quite a few WS experiences over the years, all in their way
exciting and enjoyable. Years ago, I was "cottaging" at a well- known
(sadly now closed) toilets in London. They were underground, and usually
very busy. One day, it was so busy you couldn't get anything going, so I
went out and strolled around the surrounding wooded area. I was followed
out by a black guy who had seen me in the Cottage. We got chatting and I
asked whether he was into watersports. His face lit up into broad smile -
he didn't have to say anything but said "yea, love 'em"! We made a date for
him to call at my place the day after for a bit of afternoon wet fun.

Steve arrived on time and I poured him a beer. He was a good looking guy:
about 5' 10" tall, lean but fit body and a very nice looking packet in his
track suit trousers, which left little to the imagination. He took a deep
swig of his beer, and promptly took hold of my bulge, commenting on how it
was getting nice and big! I returned the compliment, and took out a very
handsome looking 8" that quickly achieved full erection. I had my mouth on
it in a second, and would have been happy to suck on it for a while, but
Steve had a different idea. He stood up and squatted in front of me and
took my 6", with its thick helmet and PA, right to the back of his mouth. I
had drunk a good lot of water in preparation for his arrival, so when he
stopped to ask 'have you got anything for me?' it was only a few seconds
before I was ready to let him have a drink. Not knowing how much he wanted,
I started with just a couple of short spurts, but his reaction made it
clear he wanted more - and more. I let my flow go, and his mouth filled up
quickly, even though he was swallowing in big gulps, so I eased back and
showered over his head, down his back to his arse.

As I eased off my piss, I leant down to lick it off his back, down to his
arse cheeks. This made him want more, and I got him to kneel doggy fashion
and proceeded to lick down to his arse-crack and his lovely man-hole. I
spent a few minutes teasing his ring open and my cock was demanding
attention, so I pushed it against his hole. As I did so, Steve said 'yes,
fuck it, and then fill it with your piss'. The feeling of my wet cock
sliding into that delicious arse almost brought me to cumming point, but I
eased off for a second or two, and then fucked him for a few minutes nice
and gently until I got to that point where you feel you want to both cum
and piss at the same time. I eased off, and just held my cock in his arse
for a minute or so, still hard but not so hard that I couldn't piss. 'Do
you want some?', I asked.

His reaction was immediate: 'yes, fill it!'. I needed no more prompting and
just let it flow. 'Do you like that?', I asked. 'And some' was the reply. I
slipped my cock out and moved down to admire his arse, clenched to hold the
piss in. 'Let it go', I told him and, immediately, he let his cheeks
relax. First a steady dribble and then a stream of my piss started oozing
out, shot over my face and down my chest to my cock and balls, and even
down to my own arse-crack. This was too much for me, and my cock started
spurting cum in all directions - more than I'd ever cum at one time before.

Steve didn't cum, but he collapsed on the by now very wet carpet. 'That was
good', he said, 'let me get my breath back, then its my turn'.

After catching breath, and taking liquid refreshment, Steve turned to me
and said: 'Right, payback time! I think we should move to the bathroom.' I
led him down full of anticipation of what might happen.

'Get in the bath'. I got in and knelt down, head up towards his semi-hard
long, thick cock, mouth open. He played his cock over my face before
resting it on my open lips. I tongued him gently, and his cock reacted by
getting harder. It was just the right angle for me to take it right into my
mouth, and I held it there so he wouldn't get so hard he couldn't piss. It
did get hard, but I needn't have worried. He suddenly let out the first
spurt of hot piss which hit the back of my mouth and then splashed all over
it. This was followed by another gush, this time longer, and then another
which turned into a steady stream. It was just as I liked it: hot, with
just a slight taste reflecting the copious amount of fresh water he had
consumed. Gulping greedily, I took in as much as I could but inevitably the
stream started to gush out of my mouth, down my chin to my chest, belly,
over my now rock hard cock and balls to my arse crack.

Suddenly, Steve stopped pissing, pulled his cock out of my mouth and rubbed
it over my head and face. This enabled me to start licking his cock, down
to his balls, which I sucked in to my mouth. He lifted one leg onto the
side of the bath, and I turned round to lean back and tongue him down to
his arse-crack and his perfectly round and nicely open rose-bud. I pushed
my tongue into the hole, and was rewarded with a seepage of the piss I'd
put there minutes before. This was bliss, and I could have stayed there
much longer, but Steve had other ideas. He stood up, and told me to turn
round and kneel down in the bath, doggy style. He stretched a leg over the
other side of the bath and, through the bathroom mirror, I could see his
still erect cock pointing to my shoulders. A short spurt, followed by a
longer one, and then a steady stream started to splash against by shoulders
and roll down my back to my arse. The feel of the hot stream down my crack
was great. It made my manhole even jucier, and it was crying out for
Steve's cock to enter it. He stopped and reached over for some water, and
finished the best part of a litre in one go! 'Stretch your arse-cheeks', he
ordered, and then he stepped into the bath, and lowered himself down so
that his throbbing cock was pushing at my hole. I gripped my arse cheeks to
stretch my hole as much as I could, and Steve smiled as he started to push
in. The piss had lubricated it well, and my hole opened up easily to take
first the thick purple head and then the whole 8". The feel of his cock in
my arse, and his heavy balls pressing against it, was fantastic. He stopped
a moment, and I knew he was ready to release a flood of hot piss into my
arse. Again, first a short spurt, then another and then another, before a
steady stream began to fill my insides. I frequently douche, so can hold a
lot in, but this was something different. Steve sensed that I was getting
to the point where I would have to let go, and slapped my arse, telling me
to 'hold it'. He stopped pissing, and I could feel his rock hard cock start
to fuck me, first gently then, as my arse responded, harder and harder. His
fucking forced me to release some of the piss, and this turned him on even
more. The fucking became harder, and more and more of the hot piss seeped
out of my arse. This encouraged Steve all the more, and I sensed he was
reaching a climax. Without warning, he withdrew his cock, and my arse
reacted by letting out a strong gush of his piss. He immediately pushed
back in, and after three or so more thrusts of his cock as far as he could
go, I sensed his cum moving up from his balls and he started to shoot his
load into me. The feel of the cum mixing with the piss was too much, and
when Steve grabbed my PA and pulled my cock upright, I shot my load.

Steve slumped over my back, cock still in me, and slightly less hard than
it was. As his erection eased, I felt another warm stream of piss, but my
arse was so relaxed by then, it started to seep out. Slowly this time,
Steve eased his cock out of my arse. 'Turn round' he ordered. Willingly, I
turned to see his semi-hard cock waiting for me to clean. I licked first
the head and then the shaft, and the taste of his piss and cum, flavoured
by my arse, was amazing. I can still taste it today, twenty-five years
later! 'Enjoy your payback?', I asked. 'Too true!' Steve replied.