Date: Fri, 6 Mar 2015 20:19:07 +0000
From: storyteller69@btinternet.com
Subject: Watersport 1

We had agreed to meet at the top of the escalator in the main station.  His
train was due in at half past six.  I got there 20 minutes before, eager as
always for a new encounter.  I'd already checked in to the hotel and
prepared the room as I like it, and turned the heating full on.  After all,
we'd be naked.  I'd taken a couple of Viagra just before coming out to the
station, so they'd kick in just nicely when they were needed.  I waited.
It was dark.

There he was.  I'd only seen his photo on Gaydar, and often they're years
out of date.  But not this time - he was instantly recognizable from the
picture - 20, chubby, brightly dyed hair, a cheeky grin.  His first Gaydar
message to me had been I want to swallow your piss.  Since my thing is
watersports he got an immediate reply.  Unfortunately I wouldn't be in his
area for a month, but today was the day.

He had no idea what I looked like, so he was cautious.  He stood a few feet
from the top of the escalator.  I'd already texted him that I was there
waiting.  I went towards him and said


-- My piss is ready for you.
--	Good, I can't wait.
-- When does your train leave?
--	I can stay all night.
--  In that case we can take our time.  When did you last piss?
--	A while ago - I need to go pretty soon.
--  OK.  Let's use the first one to get things going.  Did you bring any
clothes that can get wet?
--	No, I never thought of that.
-- Never mind, I've got spares, but you're bigger than I am so trousers
won't fit.  We'll need to keep your jeans dry.

We left the station and headed towards the hotel.  It was a cold night.

--	Christ, I need to piss soon.  Are we going far?
-- No, you'll be pissing inside two minutes.

We turned into a dark service lane running parallel to the main road.  I'd
already checked it.  There were no CCTV cameras and it was lit only by the
glow from the streets at either end.  Along one pavement were several
rubbish bins waiting to be emptied the next day.  It was ideal for what I
wanted.  Half way along I stopped.  I stood with my back to the wall
between two bins and pulled him towards me.  He stood facing me.

-- Get your cock out.  I want you to piss in my trousers.
--	You want me to get you all wet?
-- Yes.  Look ...

 I opened my trackie bottoms and the top buttons of the jeans I had on
underneath.  The black trackies would conceal the wetness of my jeans.  I
pulled everything away from my body, revealing my shaved pubes,

... piss on my cock and balls.  Spray it around a bit on my belly.  Let me
have the lot - I want to feel your hot piss pouring down my legs until your
bladder's got no more.  We'll fill up afterwards, don't worry.

He got his cock out - it was a fine 6 or so inches and slightly hard with
his need to piss.

--	Ready?
-- Yes, go for it.  No-one'll see here.  Just relax and let it go.
--	OK.  Here it comes.

And the first long-awaited spurt of his hot yellow piss landed an inch
above my cock.  He hesitated ...

--	It's hard to piss in the open air like this.
-- I know, just relax.

... and after a few moments his stream resumed.  As bidden, he moved his
cock, aiming it lower and at my balls.  Then he aimed it higher, nearer my
navel.  All the time I was squirming and moaning with pleasure.  I could
feel the piss running down my legs, still hot.  His piss lasted for nearly
a minute.  When it began to slow I leaned over and gripped his foreskin.

-- Stop now.  I want to drink the last few drops.

As I knew it would his stream didn't stop immediately.  His foreskin bulged
with the last eggcupful of his piss.  Bending down (more of the piss
already in my jeans took a new track down my legs) I took his cock into my
mouth and released my grip on his cock.  The last gush filled my mouth with
his hot juice.  I swallowed.

-- Thanks.  That was a great starter.  Your turn next.
--	Good.  Glad you enjoyed it.  There'll be a lot more later.
-- Indeed there will.  We'll go and top up now.

In a couple of minutes were at the hotel and a couple of minutes later in
the room.  This was always the tricky bit in case someone else joined us in
the lift, but it didn't happen.  Even if it had, fresh piss doesn't smell
for several minutes and there was no staining on my trackies.  My shoes
were dark, so the fact that they were sopping didn't show.  In the room I
stood on the plastic sheeting I'd laid out earlier.

--	Christ, you're organized.  You've done this before?
-- Many times, with many boys.  How about you?
--	Well, when I saw you were interested in watersports on Gaydar I
thought you would be the ideal older man to learn with.  So I messaged that
I wanted to taste your piss.
-- You mean this is your first time?
--	The first time properly.  I had a couple of piss exchanges with
other boys when I was about 16 but nothing since.  I came out about then
but I've been shy about piss in case I turned people off.
-- But you might just as easily have turned then on, as you see.
--	Yes, but the past is past.  Let's enjoy the present ...

... and he leant forward and kissed me gently.  Our mouths opened and we
began to exchange fluids.


After a few moments we broke apart.  I put on fresh jeans and we went down
to the hotel bar to refill our bladders.

-- What do you like to drink?  Something that'll turn into a good piss for
me.
--	Lager's best - it's quick.
-- OK .... here you are, get it down you `cos you'll be getting it down me
soon enough.
--	You dirty bugger!
-- Yes, I like it dirty as you're finding out.

Twenty minutes later we had each downed two pints.  I bought a third round
which we took up to the room.  It was an hour since I'd taken the Viagra
and my cock was hardening nicely.  When we got to the room we put our pints
down and he knelt down in front of me on the plastic.

--	I want to drink your piss, remember?
--  Oh, I remember all right.  But your clothes have to be kept dry, so
they have to come off first.  No, let me do it.

And he stood up smiling.  He took off his top and t-shirt.  I slowly pulled
down his zip and opened his belt.  His jeans slid down revealing a swelling
cock in his boxers.

--	It doesn't matter if the boxers get wet.
-- Good, all the better if you're wearing something when we start in
earnest.
--	You mean we haven't started yet?
-- No.  What you did in the street was just a warm-up.

When his jeans and shoes were off he stood in front of me, his boxers
tenting nicely.  The outline of his cock bobbed as his heart beat. I took
off my dry jeans and put the wet ones back on.  I still had my t-shirt on.

-- Kneel.
--	Yes master!
-- Open my zip and undo the top of my jeans.  Sniff the piss you drenched me in earlier.  Aah! that's it.

He took out my cock and gently sucked it into his mouth.  He'd said he was
an expert cocksucker and I wanted to see whether this was true. He worked
his tongue and lips expertly and my cock stiffened more.

-- I prefer it if there's no warning about piss - just letting it happen is
more exciting.  Do you have a problem with that?  Can I piss whenever and
wherever I like?
--	So long as it doesn't go in my eyes, yes.  Mouth's fine.
-- OK, get back to work.  I can piss when I'm pretty hard, so it could be
any time.

About half a minute later I could feel the piss building up and I knew I'd
be able to let a good stream go.  I took hold of his ears (he was doing a
great job on my cock - his claim had not been exaggerated) and waited.  A
few seconds later my cock twitched and a squirt of piss flowed into his
mouth.

--	Mmmm.
-- Like that?
--	Mmmm.
-- Swallowing it?
--	Mmmm.
-- Don't swallow any more - keep it in your mouth and nod when it's full.

He stopped swallowing and I kept on pissing.  After a couple of seconds he
nodded so with an effort I cut off the flow.  I lifted him to his feet and
clamped my mouth to his.  Instinctively he opened his mouth and my piss
flowed into my mouth.  We swapped it back and forth a couple of times and
then I swallowed it.

-- Tasty?
--	Tasty indeed - it's a nice flavour.  Not strong, although I suppose
it's really only salty lager.  A bit sweet.
-- Now each of us has got the pressure down a bit let's top up with these
pints ... now let's lie on the plastic and 69 for a while.  Remember we can
piss without warning.
--	OK, that makes it more exciting somehow.

We lay down side by side in a 69 position and began to give serious oral
attention to each other's cock and balls.