Chicago Piss Party, Part One: "Fuck Me, Man!"

 Chicago—February, 2024

 

It was the second Saturday of the month—the day of the monthly piss party in Chicago.  It was an unusually warm day for February and I hoped that it would help warm up the back bar where we got wet.  I drove in with plenty of time to spare.  I didn’t really start hydrating until I found parking.  I have learned you never want a full bladder and fight Chicago traffic…

 

I am the first to sign in and pay.  The host and I talk briefly before I head in and go behind the hanging screens.  I strip down to a once white jock, wrist band and the oldest pair of combat boots I own.  I stuff my clothes into my gym bag, making sure a towel and my flight suit are on top for my eventual departure.  I check it in and talk to the cute coat check otter for a moment.  I fill my water bottle from one of two huge jugs on the bar.  Piss porn is playing on the big television.  The wading pool is up by the main entrance.  The sling is tucked into a back corner.  I sit and watch the porn, not to mention all the arrivals as they undress.  In fifteen minutes, there are about 25 of us here, tanking up and chatting.

I don’t know as many men.  The crowd has shifted slightly younger.  There is much more fetish gear being worn, but there are still men who are totally naked but for something on their feet.  I mingle, chat a little but mostly gulp my water.  I go back to sitting on the ledge.  I pull out my cock.  I usually get a lot of men sampling it.  Not so much today. 

“I am always glad when you’re here.” 

I turn.  It’s a handsome man in his late 30’s.  He is blond with a very hairy chest.  I know that we have played in the past.  I expect him to go to his knees and suck me, but instead he grabs my wrist and leads me to the sling.

“Fuck me, man.  Piss fuck me if you want.”

We adjust the sling for my height and get him into it.  I kneel on the, for now, dry concrete.   His hole is as hairy as his chest.  I dig in with my tongue as he jerks his sizable cock.  Several men wander over to watch us.  Hairy Blond asks them to piss on us.  But guys are just not hydrated enough yet.  I stand up and sink my dick into his spit slick pucker.  I fuck, slow and deep.  I look into his hot face, loving the mixture of pleasure and concentration I see there.  I pick up the pace.

Suddenly, I pull out and piss on his hole.  It’s just a tiny trickle—but it makes him groan.  It makes me go to my knees and lick it off.  I love how the piss clings to the hair around his ass hole.  I stand back up and fuck him again…

*

I help him out of the sling.  In the time we’ve been fucking, the crowd has grown to about 50 men.  Including Tall Guy With Tats.   (We had kept up an occasional check in with each other via text since our meet at IML and once again last July.  He knew I was coming today.)  I walk over to him.

“I didn’t want to interrupt you,” he tells me. 

He looks great.  Tall and thin, a good 10 to 15 years younger than I am, and wearing a pair of white briefs and some yellow rubber boots.  We chat for a moment before he’s on his knees, sucking my wet cock.  This leads to him kneeling of the side ledge so I can pull the briefs down and lick his ass.  I try to hose him down a little, but I’m not there yet.  I settle for licking his hot butt.  Everywhere.

I stand and fuck him for a moment.  We both agree it would be better in the sling.  We go there.  TGWT rips a hole in the back of his briefs for me to fuck through…so the front still covers his dick.  “I hope guys turn these yellow before we’re done…”

We fuck.  A nice get re-acquainted fuck.   I have now drunk enough water to let a hot stream of piss play on his hole.  I make sure I splash some up on the white fabric of his briefs.  He gropes himself and tells me to stick my dick back in him.  I do.  I fuck him harder now, holding onto the top of the sling frame.

We take a break.  He goes off for water.  A bigger man, who has been watching us avidly, asks if I will fuck him.  I will—and do—making the sling chains rattle.

I go off and refill my water bottle.  An attractive man, around my age, is sitting by the bar.  He is hard.  And big.  Throughout the night he is a magnet for cocksuckers.  We nod.  And chat.  I go off and feed some piss to a regular.  When I need to refill the bottle again, I see Hairy Blond bent over and sucking the attractive guy by the bar.  I go back to them, nod at the guy getting sucked and begin to eat Hairy Blond’s ass.  He groans.  I’m sure he knows it’s me.  I stand up.  I piss on his ass crack.  My clear piss cascades down it, leaving droplets on all that hair.  The moment I stop pissing, I am there to lick him clean.

And fuck.  The attractive guy looks slightly surprised as I enter Hairy Blond’s used hole.  He hears the groan of contentment from the guy as he blisses out with two dicks in him at once.  Some guys have to stop sucking and concentrate on their ass in this position, but not Hairy Blond.  He manages to give great oral service and work his ass muscles at the same time.

“Fuck him with that big dick,” the attractive guy grunts out.  He is now loving the fact that my strokes are forcing Hairy Blond deeper onto his cock.  I pick up the pace of the fuck even more.  A piss party regular comes to fill his plastic cup.  He moves around, watching the three of us.  He hefts his semi hard cock, and aims at Hairy Blond.  The stream hits him on the hairy small of his back.  The pisser moves it so it plays on my cock as it fucks into him.  The heat of the piss is wonderful.  I fuck harder, if that is possible.  The sound of piss splattering to the floor, of the fucking and of four men moaning fills our little corner of the bar…

 

(Lots more to come!)