IML 2023: The Piss Party (Part 2)

 Chicago—May, 2023

 

(This picks up right where we left off in the last post…)

 

Tall Guy with Tats is on his knees.  He is sucking and drinking from two guys at the same time.  I add mine to make it three.  He gives all the cocks and all the piss streams equal time.  Afterwards, the men move away, I help him to his feet.  We kiss.  I get a taste of the three mixed loads.

“I think,” I whisper in his ear, “it’s time for that piss fuck…”

He agrees and we go to the sling toward the front of the room.  There is a group of three men sucking cock nearby.  I get him in the sling, his long legs up in the stirrups.  I go to my knees and eat his wet hole.  I am sure he’s had other men up here since I fucked him.  His hole is now super wet.  I come up for air, stand and spit some of the ass jizz in his mouth.  He groans and swallows, savoring it.  I lean forward.  My slippery cock head finds his slightly puffy ass lips.  I push.  And I’m in.  To the hilt with the slightest second push.

I begin to fuck.  The sound always attracts guys to watch and jerk.  I increase the speed of my thrusts.  TGWT moans and kneads his cock through the jock pouch.  A man approaches and sticks his long cock in TGWT’s mouth.  This makes me fuck him harder still. 

I pull out and slap my juicy cock on his jock pouch.  I go to my knees and begin to rim him again.  At first, it’s a trickle.  Someone is pissing on TGWT and it’s running down his ass crack and into my mouth.  It begins to increase.  I can’t swallow fast enough so I let some pour to the floor.  There is even more now—it can’t be just one person pissing on him.  My cock throbs with the idea that he is getting covered above me with multiple loads.

As the piss subsides, I stand up and fuck again.  The crowd has thinned as their bladders run dry.  I fuck—then I slow down.  I hold still.

“Ready?”

He nods.  I concentrate.  Slowly I can feel things ‘reconnect’ to let the piss flow out of me.  And once it starts, I can’t stop it. I am giving him my entire full bladder. 

TGWT groans as it fills him.  “So heavy—there’s so fuckin’ much.”

I feel my cock run dry.  I begin a slow in and out stroke.  Churning the piss.

TGWT hardens up—his cock pokes out of his jock pouch.  He strokes himself as he listens to the slosh of all my piss deep in his guts.  As I fuck, there is significant back splash, as my cock pulls some piss out on each back stroke.

I stop.  I pull out, my hand holding closed his bloated hole.

“Are you gonna…”

I am on my knees before he can finish.  My mouth is plastered around his ass lips.  I get a trickle of piss instantly.  He pushes—and I get all of the torrent roaring out of his ass.  It’s impossible to swallow it all, but I get most.  I save the last mouthful.  I get up and lean across him.  He opens his mouth and we kiss…

*

I am back behind the screens.  I let any number of men spend some time on my dick.  Some get piss.  Some not. 

A bearded man finds me.  He looks familiar, but I can’t place him.  “I saw that piss fuck you gave.  Got enough for another?”

I am sure I do.  We go back to the sling.  This guy (white, about 45) is incredibly hairy.  I love how piss wet his ass crack already is.  I rim him, deep and insistently.  He groans.  His cock is hard and he’s jerking.  As I stand up to fuck, he is looking over at a knot of men drinking and chatting.  He calls over a friend.

“He’s going to piss fuck me.  Get down there if you want it.” 

His friend, slightly built and even hairier, crawls on the wet concrete by my boots.  I assume a wider stance so is now between my legs—looking up and stroking his small cock.  I give a splash of piss into his beard before I push into the man’s ass above him.

The guy moans.  The man on the floor moans louder, watching his own personal porn show.  I fuck.  Slow, with long strokes to give the spectator what he wants.  But I can’t help but build it to a blistering, ass slapping, fuck.  The bottom is a great milker and I tell him so.

I stop dead.  I have to piss.  A lot.

I begin to fill him up.  He moans.  The guy on the floor pants in anticipation.  I have given even more to this guy than I did TGWT.  I begin a slow fuck.  The bearded man on the floor opens his mouth.  He adjusts himself slightly to get all the back splash on his face and beard.

I fuck him slowly—to really control how much of my cock I pull out.  There is piss flying each stroke.

“Ready?” I grunt out.

I get an affirmative.  I pull all the way out and step away.  “Push!” I tell the bottom.  He does and the man on the floor squirms in utter delight at the avalanche of piss spurts out the man’s ass and onto his bearded face, covering his open mouth…

*

The crowd is thinning.  I need to get off.  I find Tall Guy with Tats on his knees behind the screens, sucking a man’s cock.  When the guy leaves, I bend and ask “You want my load?”

He nods and opens his mouth, thinking I mean piss.

I pull him up.  “I want to breed you.”

“Fuck, yes,” He grabs the ledge to steady himself.

I kneel and eat his puffy-lipped hole.  He’s been busy these last four hours.  I stand and insert.  I am so ready to get off.

I fuck, not particularly hard but with purpose. 

In moments, I am there.  I shoot my load—a good seven or eight spurt one after the constant play.

I stay inside of him for a long time as I catch my breath. 

“Piss?”

“I want your cum to stay in me…”

So, I pull out and let him clean my cock—and give him a long drink of piss as a chaser…