Date: Thu, 15 Sep 2005 13:31:24 +0100 (BST) From: Jay Bee Subject: Pisspot 2 Pisspot 2 (The Prequel) by JompingBeeen Ron knelt there in ecstasy, three streams of hot urine spraying into his mouth. He couldn't possibly swallow it down fast enough but he was giving it his best, gulping and swallowing the yellow liquid as fast as he could. It overflowed constantly, dribbling out of his mouth, down his chin, and down his hard muscular chest. He gazed blank-faced at the three enormous erect cocks directly in front of him, his own hard-on taut and throbbing. In the corner of his right eye was the video camera, pointing at the scene and recording every moment. He felt so horny that he thought his balls would explode, and he found himself closing his eyes and thinking back to how he had found himself in this position... At the tender age of 18, Ron had finally come to terms with being gay. It hadn't been easy but having accepted it he had begun to explore his sexuality, quickly discovering what turned him on the most. As time went by he had come to realise that he was quite kinky but he had no idea just how dirty he would come to be. The day he discovered his favourite sexual pasttime was a day like any other. It was summer and he had finished work, had a quick meal, and gone to the gym. He enjoyed a hard workout and the results of his efforts were plain to see - Ron was big and strong, with taut hard muscles and it was clear that he was attracting a fair amount of attention from other gays. He'd had a few sexual encounters and found them quite satisfying but something was missing. He had pondered on this as he pumped his way through his strenuous workout, getting the occasional admiring glance from another workout fanatic. Having finished, he showered, packed his bag, and started the walk home. Ron still lived with his parents near a seaside tourist town, although he was itching to move out. The simple fact was that he hadn't found a place suitable for him yet and was patient enough to wait until the right apartment came along. The inconvenience of not having a place to fuck in was starting to annoy him though. As Ron walked along the sea front he began to feel a familiar tightening sensation in his bladder. "Damn, I shoulda gone for a piss..." he thought, scanning the surrounding area for a public toilet. His eyes came to rest on a familiar old building in the distance sat between two car parks. It was a public toilet that had been there for as long as he could remember, and although it was grimy it would do. Ron headed towards it as the sun slowly set. The sea front lights had all started to come on as Ron walked, by now dying for a piss. Oddly, he noticed that he couldn't see the light that normally spilled from the doorway of the public toilet. A short distance away he began to realise that the door was closed. "Great. I have GOT to go for a piss somewhere...unless I wanna piss myself..." thought Ron. Ron reached the building and checked the door. Sure enough it was locked with a big heavy padlock. "Goddammit!" he thought, and started moving around the building to see if there was another door. Maybe he could use the womens toilet? Infuriatingly it too was locked, this time from the inside. His only option would be to find somewhere secluded and go for a sneaky piss out of sight. He walked back around the building and realised he had walked right past a large frosted window. "Worth a go," he thought, and pulled at it. To his surprise, the window hinged open. Wasting no further time, Ron pushed his bag through and climbed in...and realised suddenly that he could hear voices. Pausing to look around in the dim light, he realised he was in a small room full of cleaning equipment. He walked down the single corridor leading away from the room, and found himself in front of two doors, clearly marked Men and Women. He pushed open the door to the mens and found himself in front of a sight that made his cock abruptly twitch. Before him a muscular young man was kneeling, totally naked, in front of a second similarly-built naked man. The second man was aiming his enormous erection at the first man's mouth, and was quite calmly urinating. Every detail about the scene seemed to become pin-sharp for Ron. His eyes took in the thick erection of the pissing man. It was circumcised and rock-hard, the skin of its head tight and shiny with a reddish tint. The shaft was covered in thick veins and arteries, a particularly large one running along the underside of the shaft, disappearing into a forest of brown pubic hair. It must have been at least eight inches long and was immensely thick. Ron had never seen anything like it. The man's balls were also huge, as big as golf balls and low-hanging. Ron's eyes wandered back up the length of the shaft, and settled on the opening at its tip. A thick stream of steaming yellow liquid was pouring out in an arc and landing perfectly inside the wide-open mouth of the first man. Ron could hear the hissing sound of the piss flowing, the splashing sound of it landing, and could hear the kneeling guy gulp every second or so. He was actually drinking piss from the other man's cock, swallowing it hungrily, his eyes fixed on the bulging circumcised erection in front of him. The kneeling guy's own erection strained upwards out of a bush of brown hair, hard and gently twitching with sexual excitement. It also was large and well-formed, the foreskin pulled back to reveal an achingly beautiful rounded purple cockhead. The pissing guy's head turned towards Ron, but he didn't stop. The kneeling guy's eye turned his way, but he also didn't react any further. Ron suddenly realised that beyond the two of them were two other guys with a large camera on a tripod, the camera clearly recording the whole scene. One of the camera operators frantically waved Ron to come in and get out of the way. Ron walked forwards out of the doorway and over to his left, his eyes fixed on the scene. They were still at it! The guy must have been pissing for a few minutes, Ron simply staring at his dick in awe. One of the camera operators came over to him and pulled him away to a corner. "How the hell did you get in here?" he demanded in a whisper. "I was dying for a slash, the door was locked...I came in through the window," whispered Ron back to him. "What the hell is going on?" "Jeez, kid, whadya think is going on? We're doing an amateur watersports movie," he replied. "Watersports? What's that?" "That is! Pissing. On yourself. On each other. Drinking it. You never heard of it?" "Not until now," said Ron, looking a little shaken. In front of the camera, piss was still flowing. "Listen, we don't want any trouble, but we need a setup like this for the film to look right. Don't report us or anything. We'll pay you if you like." "It's OK, I'm not gonna do that." "Yeah, but you straight guys aren't really into this kinda stuff, are you?" "What makes you think I'm straight?" said Ron with a leer. The camera operator blinked at him. "Are you still dying for a piss?" he asked quietly. "Sure," said Ron. "Er...you look pretty big under there. You work out?" "Yeah," said Ron. "OK...mind if I see?" "You wanna see my body?" asked Ron, surprised. "Yeah...if you got the right look, and you're dying for a piss...Well, you could be useful to us, kid," said the camera guy, looking slightly shifty. "You want to put ME in the movie?" asked Ron, his eyes wide. "Only if you want to," said the camera guy, his hands up in a concillatory gesture. "OK. I'll try it," said Ron, suddenly feeling very horny. On camera. Shit. That would be such a turn on. "Lets see your bod then," said the camera guy, gesturing at his top. Ron pulled off his sweatshirt, revealing his hard gym-toned body. Dark hair dusted his lower abs, but beyond that his chest was hairless and taut. Muscles shifted under his skin with every tiny movement, rippling and flowing. He was a little smaller than the two guys in the scene behind him but still tightly defined. The camera guy nodded to himself. "OK, get the rest off. Lets put you in the next scene," he said. Ron stripped off the rest of his clothes, feeling a little self-conscious. He'd never been naked and horny in front of multiple guys before. He was surprised to find his hard on was already throbbing and erect. Ron wandered uncertainly over to the camera. By now the pissing had finished. The guy who had drunk all that piss was guzzling water from a plastic bottle. He winked at Ron. "So what do I do?" asked Ron. "Well, we're sort of making it up as we go along," said the camera operator he had spoken to before. "We can edit it all later." The other camera operator now looked him over. In the brighter light by the camera, Ron took the opportunity to check them both out. The guy who had taken him to the corner was fairly slim but still had good muscle definition. He had blue eyes and dirty blonde hair, and wore a pair of thin spectacles and a bulge in his jeans indicated that the scene had been of more than professional interest to him. The other camera operator was a bigger, bulkier dark-haired guy with brown eyes. Ron guessed he would fall loosely into the category of "bear" due to his obvious hairiness, although he also was bulging and muscular. He had taken advantage of the break to smoke a quick cigarette. He also had a large bulge in his jeans. "Not bad, he'll do I think. Another cut guy," he said, after thoroughly checking out Ron's naked body and cock. Ron was still erect and now felt slightly embarrassed. He was eager to get on and simply looked back at the camera operator. "What's your name?" "Ron." "Bernie." said Bernie, around his cigarette. He shook Ron by the hand. "And this is Derrek," he said, indicating the operator who had spoken to him a moment ago. "Well, it's quite simple, Ron. We want you to stand just here," he said, indicating where the pissing guy had stood a minute ago, "and piss down Piggie's throat. Hard as you can." "OK. Here goes," thought Ron. He stood in position, his hard on twitching. The drinking guy finished. As the camera started recording again, he kneeled down in front of Ron, his throbbing erection swaying. He winked at Ron again, and opened his mouth wide. "Jesus. Fuck," thought Ron. Ron's point of view was turning him on immensely. He gazed down at Piggie, taking in the huge muscled hairy thighs he was kneeling on, the throbbing, twitching erection with its purple head leaking a tiny drop of precum, the broad thick muscular chest with large defined pectorals dusted with dark chest hair. Piggie clasped his hands behind his back, his biceps and triceps flickering with the movement, his mouth ever open to receive more piss. Ron tensed his muscles and tried to piss. Although he was desperate for it, it just wouldn't come. "Come on...come on," he thought. Seconds passed. They waited. Ron tried again. Again. And Again. "Come ON...come ON," he thought as he gritted his teeth. "Whoa, whoa, you're trying to hard. Just relax and let it flow," said Piggie encouragingly. "Rrrrrrrrrr..." thought Ron, trying again. He tried to clear his mind. He couldn't believe pissing in someone's mouth would be so hard. His cock stubbornly sat there, throbbing hungrily. Bernie left the camera and went over to a tap. He spun the tap on and water shot out, splashing into the sink. "Take your time, kid," he said. Ron again tensed his muscles, pictured a mental image of him stood in front of a urinal. The fact was, he wasn't used to pissing with a hard on. He needn't have worried though. Suddenly he felt the delicious satisfying friction inside his cock as fluid slid up inside it. A split second later he felt the wetness of hot piss spitting out of the end of his erection. It flew out and splashed down Piggie's already wet chest. Ron twitched his erection up slightly with his hand and aimed the stream into Piggie's mouth. Ron's bladder was achingly full and so he had minutes of time to enjoy what was happening. Looking down at Piggie he could see his piss stream landing inside his mouth and running down his tongue. Piggie had his head tilted back and was gulping rhythmically. Aside from the initial mis-aim, Piggie wasn't missing a single drop. "Yeah, drink that hot piss," said Ron, grinning and unable to help himself. Bernie gave him a silent thumbs-up. Piggie once again looked him in the eye and winked suggestively. After half a minute of further piss guzzling, Bernie held up his hand. Ron stopped his flow and Piggie wrapped his lips around the head of his cock, sucking the last dribbles out with pleasure. Bernie stopped the camera. "Nice one kid. Now how do you feel about getting in deeper?" "What do you mean?" In response, the other pisser tapped him on the shoulder. "I'm Bud. You wanna try drinking my piss?" he said calmly, as if asking something as everyday as what the time was. "S...Sure," said Ron, turning. "OK, next scene, Ron drinks from Bud," said Bernie as they got into position. Ron still needed to piss more, but it could wait. He kneeled down in front of Bud, unable to take his eyes off him. Bud's cock was gigantic up-close, thick and satisfying-looking. Ron had drunk his own piss before in an adolescent experiment, curious to see what it tasted like. It tasted awful, but it had turned him on immensely. Now he would get to see what someone else's would taste like. His cock throbbed and twitched in anticipation. With the camera once again recording, Bud wasted no time in letting rip with a stream of hot steaming urine. Ron's eyes widened at the taste of it as it hit his tongue and filled his mouth. His mouth filled very quickly and he found himself gulping automatically. He rapidly got into the rhythm of gulping every second or so, swallowing mouthful after mouthful of hot stinking piss. The feeling was amazing, he found himself beginning to tremble slightly, his own erection twitching and throbbing. After some thirty seconds or so he decided he wanted more. He moved his mouth closer to Bud's hissing cock, giving the camera a chance to zoom in and get an exquisite shot of the tight rounded cockhead squirting yellow fluid onto his tongue from a distance of only an inch or so. "That's great, Ron. Great stuff," said Bernie, with a slight strain in his voice. Bernie was becoming slightly flushed as he watched the action progress in front of him. Encouraged by this, Ron decided to take things a little further. He slowly moved closer and closer until the stream of piss disappeared completely into his mouth, Bud's huge knob of cockflesh touching his lips. He opened his mouth as wide as possible, and, still gulping, slid the thick shaft into his mouth. To his surprise and delight, Bud's cock didn't falter for a second. The hot stream of liquid continued rushing into Ron's mouth. Ron wanted to try more teasing, wanted to see if he could make Bud slow down or pause. So far his cock was unstoppable, relentless, as the piss stream continued flowing. Ron pushed the end of his tongue against the opening. The flow continued, completely uninterrupted. The piss sprayed out to the sides and roof of Ron's mouth, like a hosepipe with a thumb held over it. Still Ron gulped and swallowed. Now feeling more and more mischievious, Ron speculated that the tip of his tongue might well fit into Bud's piss slit - it was, after all, enormous, just like the rest of his boner. Ron forced it against the cockhead, pushing against the pressure of liquid, and pushed the tip into the opening of Bud's cock - it fit...just. Bud groaned, letting his head loll back. He didn't stop though. He tilted his head forwards again and grinned a knowing grin. Clearly others had tried similar tricks, but it hadn't worked. The piss still sprayed out on all sides, tickling the roof and inside cheeks of Ron's mouth as he swallowed. Ron slid back again, releasing the cock from his mouth. Again the stream was completely uninterrupted. The camera was treated to a full view of the cock emerging, still achingly hard and pissing frantically. Ron continued gulping a few more mouthfuls. Finally, Bud ran out of steam. The high-pressure stream slowed and sputtered, and dribbled to a halt. Bud forced out a few more squirts onto Ron's face but it was clear he was pretty much empty. "That was fantastic!" said Bernie. The other camera operator was fondling his own erection through his pants. "Nice job Ron. You little tease," said Bud, eyeing him up with new respect and handing him a water bottle. Ron took a few swigs. The next scene involved Piggie, and, surprisingly, Derrek. The bespectacled guy, who Ron had taken to be nothing more than a techie, had stripped off his shirt and was now kneeling bare-chested in his jeans with his head back and mouth open. Piggie had been drinking water solidly all through Ron's performance with Bud, and was once again ready to empty his bladder. As Ron and Bernie watched, Piggie aimed a stream of piss slowly up Derrek's lightly muscled but defined chest, letting the urine spray first on his lower abs, then up into his navel, up between his upper abs, between his pecs, up his throat, a little in his mouth, and finally onto his glasses. Derrek kept his eyes tightly closed as his face was washed thoroughly by Piggie's hot splashing golden shower. When Piggie had covered his face completely, he dropped his aim slightly and let the piss wash into Derrek's open mouth. Rather than swallowing, Derrek let the piss overflow down the sides of his mouth, down his face and down the sides of his neck, where it dripped and dribbled down his back. Ron couldn't resist, and got down on his hands and knees behind Derrek. He began to lick his back, sucking up Piggie's hot piss where he could find it. After Piggie eventually cut off mid-stream, Ron and Bud shared a water bottle, replenishing their bladders as fast as possible while Derrek wiped his glasses. "OK, final scene," announced Bernie. "If you're up for it, Ron, why don't we have Piggie, Bud and Derrek all piss in your mouth at once?" "OK, sure!" said Ron, his heart thumping in his chest. And so, finally, Ron drifted back to the present, opened his eyes and gazed at the three cocks in front of him, each still spraying his mouth with piss. He reached down and grasped his aching hard shaft, and began jerking off as Bernie zoomed out to get a full shot of the action. Derrek adjusted his aim and sprayed Ron's erection with his piss, making it throb in Ron's hand. Abruptly he lost control, and his hot sperm burst out of the end of his dick in slow, satisfying gushes, mingling with Derrek's piss as it did so. The other two now also adjusted their aims, bringing their piss streams down the centre of Ron's chest and aiming at the still-throbbing head of his hard-on. The three of them washed it clean of spunk, Ron shivering as his now hyper-sensitive cockhead was sprayed with jets of hot liquid. Derrek, Piggie and Bud then proceeded to wank themselves off, each of them groaning with excitement as, one after another, they quickly reached climax and blew their hot throbbing loads onto Ron's chest. Later on Derrek handed Ron a sizeable cheque for his night's work. Ron cleaned himself up as best he could, and left. Months later Ron came across his video in a sex shop, and bought a copy. He watched the entire video, seeing how Bud and Piggie had pissed all over each other and themselves in various states of undress before he had arrived. He watched the sequence where he opened the door behind them, a look of astonishment on his face. He watched the sequence where he had drunk the steaming contents of Bud's bladder, almost coming as he wanked off over the slow-motion zoomed-in part where he had slowly withdrawn Bud's still-pissing cock from his mouth. Finally he came hard as he watched the other three spurt their jism onto him, and realised that by now, many other gay guys had been getting off from his antics on video too...