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Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Dude 296. Downright raunchy


Into WS?

Never tried it.  You want me to pee on you?

Would you?  Never tried it either.

I could drink a lot of water and try.

K.  Cool.

Okay.  Back the fuck up.  What?

Yah, the above dialog happened on Grindr.  Okay, the kid's screen name was "Here 4 Top." He was young and fit, and why would he let a guy twice his age piss on him then fuck him in the ass?

Who knows, but that's what happened.

It all happened very fast.  I had NO intention of hooking up today.  In fact, I'm still recovering from a recent cold, and have a bit of a lingering hack.  I should NOT be out hooking up for several obvious reasons.

But,  I'm watching slutty internet porn.  There's a clip captioned,   "amateur, straight dude fucks the local fag (anon) hot verbal in this."  and it kind of gets me going.  It's a clip of a dude in a dorm, and guys just walk in, and fuck him.  Maybe it's just one guy, that fucks him four different times, I'm not sure, but, yah, it's kind of hot.

I check Craigslist, and then Grindr, just for fun.  I hit up "Here 4 Top" expecting to be blocked, but instead, he says, yah, he is looking for dick.  Send a pic.

Chit leads to chat, and the next thing you know, I'm driving downtown to his apartment building.   Mind you, he didn't give me the apartment number, but the address to the building.

I get there, and he says to wait, he drying off.  Then I say I'm going to look for more water, and he goes silent.  I hit him back three times, and I figure he's having a bit of fun at the old pervert's expense.  I gotta admit, getting the 50 year old guy to drink a shit-load of water, then having him drive downtown, with no where to piss IS pretty funny.

After 15 minutes, it's really not that funny, and I head home.  As I drive home, he hits me back.  I tell him it's too late, I've gotta get home and piss.  He pleads for me to come back.

"Just walk in piss on me, fuck me, n go!!  It'll b hot!"

Well, how often do I get that kind of invite?

I tell him I will return, IF he gives me his apartment number NOW.

He complies and I return.

He's on the 6th fucking floor, and tells me to take the stairs.  So, I huff up the stairs (remember I'm recovering from a cold) so I'm huffing and puffing when I get there.  I find his unit, and the door is locked, despite his instructions of "Walk in, go up to the loft and find me."

I message him on Grindr.  "The door is locked."

He replies.  "Okay.  I'll come unlock it, then give me a couple minutes and come in."

I enter the very nice apartment.  It looks like it's part of a Restoration Hardware ad.  Wood and steel and granite and glass.  Very nice and somewhat industrial.  I go up the steel and wood staircase, and as my head reaches the second level, I see straight ahead of me,  handsome fit young man, in a white designer jock strap, on his knees, with a black blindfold around his eyes.

Fucking fantastic!

His open bathroom door was a few feet past the landing of the loft.  His small tidy bedroom was to the left.  The bathroom area was kind of part of the loft landing and bedroom entrance.  The sink area was outside the toilet/shower area, like in a hotel, and the toilet and shower were beyond another door.  There was only a shower curtain separating the toilet from the shower area, and no shower curb or anything, just a gently sloping tile floor, so the entire little room was the shower area.  Perfect for getting pissed on, as it was basically just a big walk in shower with a toilet in the room.


I took off my clothes outside the room, and said little if anything.  I honestly didn't know whether I could work up the courage to pee, even though I had a full bladder.

Once I was down to just my tee shirt, I walked bare foot right up to him and just tried to relax, and a little stream of piss, started to dribble out.  It got a little stronger, and I pushed a little harder, and pissed on his neck.

He said, "aaaah" and turned his face a little so I was now pissing directly onto his chin, and he opened up his mouth a little, then quickly shut it.  I can't say I blame him.

I grabbed him by the hair, and cocked his head to the other side, and pissed on the other side of his neck.  He got bolder and put his mouth in the stream again, and this time, moved forward and put my pissing dick right in his mouth!

I continued to pee, I think.  It was hard to tell, as the pleasure of getting a blow job, might have clenched off my pee.  I started to chub up earlier, and that didn't help matters either.  
Have you ever tried to piss with a hard on?

Using his hair, I pulled him off my dick and found a weak dribble coming out, so I pushed a little and sent a jet onto his cheek and neck.    This new force seemed to inspire him to suck on my dick again.  This time I pushed as hard as I could, but almost pushed too hard, cause I thought I might poop!

I decided not to push so hard next time.

I again pulled him off my dick by his hair, and this time the expelled a mouth full of light yellow pee, and let it run down the front of him.

So, the peeing went on for a minute or two, until I was either empty, or too hard to let any more out.

So, "urine-boy" turned and face the wall, and started praying to Meca, offering up  his perfect, lightly hairy ass, framed nicely by the ultra white of the designer jock strap.

No, if lines hadn't been crossed already, they were suddenly about to.  My plan of course was to put on a condom, and I had condoms and lube in my pants pockets, just outside the door.

But, when presented with his ass, I realized my I was kind of standing in a small puddle of pee, and for some fucked up reason, thought the trek back to my pants was going to be too great.

Okay, I don't know what the fuck I was thinking.  Obviously I was NOT thinking,  because I just squatted down, and stuck my bare dick in his lightly hairy asshole!

It went in without much difficulty, and he had obviously done his prep, because I used no lube what so ever, save the saliva he left on it from sucking my dick.

He moaned his approval, and I just started fucking.    I think the kid liked it too, and his lightly hairy asshole was working it's magic on my dick.

I didn't last long.  It was only about 3 minutes, maybe 5 tops, (no pun intended) of serious in-out, in-out, and I was going to bust.

And in anther selfish and totally stupid move, I didn't say a fucking thing, I just cummed in his ass as I fucked myself silly and maximized my own orgasm.

Man that felt great.  Man I am a dumb shit sometimes.

I told him to stay there, on his knees, and he silently obeyed.

I walked to the sink, suddenly now not caring that I had pee on the soles of my feet, and went to his sink, where I grabbed a white hand towel, wet it from the faucet, then washed first my cock, then my feet.

I then tried to dress as quickly as possible, and got on my boxers and pants, and tried to figure out what to do about my socks.  I decide to screw the socks, and put on my slip on shoes, and just grabbed my socks in my hand.  I threw the towel on the back of my still-kneeling conquest, and slapped him on the ass, and headed down the stairs, then out the door.

On my way home, I noticed he was still signed on to Grindr and messaged him;  "That was some crazy shit."

He didn't respond.

When I got home, he was still signed on, so I asked him how he felt about the whole encounter.

Again, I got nothing.

After I finish uploading the screen shots to this blog, I'll sign off and sign on again.  I have a feeling I will have been blocked.

Was it my performance, or his shame?

(PS.  I logged back on.  I'm not blocked....yet.)

2 comments:

  1. I bet he had a trick fucking him when you arrived the first time, and that is why you had to wait. No doubt that's why you slipped in so easily when you entered him sans lube. He probably already had a load in him. Quite the adventure. Do play carefully. - - Uptonking from Wonderland Burlesque

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  2. I am enjoying reading through your blog. Like seeing the chronicles of your hookups - hotter than reading porn stories because its real!!!

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