Date: Sat, 21 Nov 2015 23:49:50 +0530 From: Blue Waters Subject: Dirty Roommate (scat) !!A VERY IMPORTANT NOTE!! Disclaimer: The following story is fictional. Any resemblance to actual person, living or dead is purely coincidental. This work is the property of the author and legal action will be taken if it is reproduced, modified or reworked without the author's written consent. All rights reserved. This is a fictional erotic story where men indulge into various sexual activities with each other. The story is centrally based on raunch, urination and scat themes. If any such thing offends you, then you mustn't proceed anymore further and perhaps click the back button. And for those who are not supposed to read this because of their country's law or cultural norms, age or other important things, well god help you if you get caught. Donate Nifty. It has been an amazing source of so many cool things; maybe we should give something back a little. So donate nifty. Feel free to send your feedback at secretmail.well@gmail.com Enjoy Dirty Roommate by Justin Waters --- I was sitting on the couch, disappointed. It was raining heavily outside and the freshman party was cancelled. It was frustrating. After waiting for this day for so long and right an hour before the party the London sky decides to break open and pour down mercilessly upon us. I had so many plans for tonight; new friends, maybe I might hook up with someone, but nope. I have to spend the boring evening sitting on couch. "Hey what are you sitting here for mate?" Jon asked as he entered the common room, drowsily, with a can of beer in his hand. "Weren't you going out?" I looked at him in confusion. It was raining so loud; couldn't he hear it? "Its raining Jon!" "Oh! Too bad." He didn't care, it was clear. He must have just woken up from his sleep. He was just wearing his green sweatpants. Jon was a bit taller than me, I was six foot one inch; he might be six foot three or four. He was messy blonde and had a well toned body with lean biceps and defined pecs, with nice round nipples to stare at. Jon was in his senior year and my roommate, that was the least interesting part of him I knew about. He sat beside me on the couch. His naked arm brushed my shoulder and I felt a warmness radiate through my skins. I never saw Jon in that way, but today, taking swigs from his beer can, his Adam's apple bouncing as he gulped the the drink down, his scent... everything was enticing. I was really horny today. I knew I would get laid today. I had average looks, well frankly above average and an athletic body. "What you looking' at Sawyer?" He caught me staring at him. "Oh nothing, can you pass the remote?" I said awkwardly. "Take it yourself, Sawyer." Jon said. I bend over him to get the remote. As I leaned over I could smell Jon, his hot musk and and a faint lingering of sweat with his deodorant. I could spend all my life just smelling this. I didn't realise when I had closed my eyes, but when I opened them, I was just a few inches away from his left nipple. I so wanted to just lick and taste his skin. I parted my lips and was about to touch the tip of his soft round nipple with my tongue when I suddenly realised what I could land up to and I panicked and went back up suddenly. I accidently knocked Jon's hand and he dropped the beer which he had taken next to his lips. The beer ran down on his smooth bare skin and soaked the top of his sweatpants. I couldn't help but inhale the strong smell of beer and his man smell. "Sawyer!" Jon yelled, "What the fuck? What did you do, you fuckin' shithead?" Jon was looking at me with his cold eyes. He sneered at me. I could tell he was very angry and I wouldn't be surprised if he was one of those `hit-and-tell' type of guys. "Hey I am sorry." I put my hands up in defence and leaned back a little on the couch. "Clean it." Jon said in a stern voice. There was something sexy in his authoritative tone. I looked at him for a while then back on the drying beer on his skin. "Dude, its no big deal!" I laughed nervously, clearly with no intentions with messing up with him, "I will go get the towel." I got up and as I was about to walk away from the couch, I tripped over Jon's leg which I guess he deliberately put there and I fell face first on the floor. I grunted in pain as I rolled over and sat on the floor, rubbing my forehead, "Ow dude, that hurt." "Shut the fuck up Sawyer, clean this," he pointed towards his chest, "by yourself." I looked blankly at Jon. My mind was slowly repeating his words and I just couldn't believe what he had just said. "You are asking me to clean you?" "You heard it the first time idiot, get your ass up and do what you are asked to." Jon said bending his head a little. I got up and went back on the couch. I sat closer to him this time, sensing the tension. He was looking right into my eyes. I saw his hair was all tousled up. I brought up my left hand next to his stomach, which was still wet at the moment. I touched his skin and I saw him closing his eyes and breathe heavily. I bend down and licked my lower lip as I was just next to his skin and I started licking him. Nervous at first, but then I started slowly sucking on his body. I rose up to his chest and licked his erect nipples. Jon was moaning and whispering me to keep going on. I was enjoying a lot myself. I slowly went close to his armpits and I started inhaling the strong smell. I saw Jon had shaved his armpits. I kissed his shoulder and the sides of chest closer to his armpit, trying to gain access to the love pit. Jon didn't move his hand; I guess he liked the teasing. I gently nibbled in the small valley, and then he moved his hand and rested it behind his head. I could see fresh beads of sweat forming and I started slurping them like a thirsty man in the middle of a desert. "You like it, you sick fag? Say it Sawyer, say it how much you like licking my manpits." "Oh I love it Jon," I said in between slurps and nibbling his armpits, "I love suckin' ummph your armpÉ your manpits, aah." Jon raised his other hand and I started working on the other armpit which was smellier and tasted better than the before. After making out with both his armpits, Jon pulled my hair hair and brought me close to his lips. We kissed like crazy people, tongues battling and tasting his sweat. I straddled him and started grinding my butt over his erect dick which was still, sadly concealed beneath his sweatpants. I wondered how much sweaty will his legs and balls be? We took a break and started breathing heavily. Clearly Jon didn't brush his teeth this morning, but I didn't care, it just made him sexier. I kissed his check and Jon squeezed my buttocks. I laughed and Jon joined in too. "You're good Sawyer" Jon said. I was blushing, I was never ever complemented by any guys before, again I didn't even kiss anyone's armpits also before. I was feeling Jon's pecs as I gently rubbed my hands over them. Jon kept looking up at me, lust hungry in his brown eyes. He had a light stubble on his firm jawline and his hands were kept on my thighs. I really wanted to be naked right now but I didn't want to move either. Suddenly I had the urge to piss and started to got off. Jon looked back at me, his eyebrows knitted, "what happened?" "ErrÉ I have to go to the washroom?" "Why?" Jon asked. "UmÉ `cause I have to piss." "You can do it here also." Jon smirked. "Dude, arÉare you serious." I couldn't believe this guy. He asked me to piss, while I was sitting on him, on the couch. I gave him a puzzled look but when I saw how serious he was, I realised he wasn't just joking. "Come on, do it. Don't make me wait for it." "Okay." I said, stressing out on the `kay'. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the pissing, relaxing my body I slowly let loose. I started to piss in my jeans. It was difficult pissing, with my cock constrained in my briefs and tight jeans but it was so hot, I could have an orgasm. Jon started rubbing his dick over my butts, encouraging me to piss more. I felt the fabrics of my briefs and jeans getting wetter and warmer. I guess I had drunk a lot this afternoon because I have been pissing for quite a while. I could the foul smell of my piss and dick got so hard. After I finished I opened my eyes and looked at Jon who was breathing heavily now and had his eyes covered with his arm. "I cummed" he said, gasping a bit. "Can I see?" I asked, wondering if he would let me. Although I was pretty sure he would have let me but still something inside me made me ask for his permission. "Yeah." He said, still breathing heavily. I got off him and sat on my knees. I saw his tummy was wet again with my piss and his crotch area was puddled. I touched the waistband of his pants and pulled them down. Jon was wearing no underwear, and now he was completely naked. He had a nice six and half inch long cut penis and, god the size of those balls. Thankfully Jon didn't shave his pubes but he kept it trimmed to a decent level. His penis head had few globs of cum on. I bend over and sucked on the tip, taking all the cum by squeezing the shaft and gently massaging his light haired balls. Jon moaned and he suddenly hit me on the head. Not hard to move me from his dick but enough to grab my attention. I looked up at him, "Aargh, suck it like a man Sawyer, not like a bitch." Saying that he held my head and shoved it down on his cock. I started to gag but he didn't stop. I tried my best not to release from his tight grips as I was enjoying this, just as much he was. I started sucking on his cock and working my tongue on his dick. Jon was moaning loudly and I wouldn't be surprised if he screamed. "Oh yeah, suck on it Sawyer, yeah, drink my cock juices. Make me cum." I was so turned on by Jon's dirty talk that if I just touched my cock I would have ejaculated a gallon perhaps. Soon Jon came again and this time I sucked his fresh cum. The taste was sweet and tangy. I had an urge to bathe in it but sadly it couldn't happen so easily. Jon released his grip on me and pushed me back. I supported myself on my hands and looked up on him. "Take off your shirt," Jon commanded and I readily took it off in a second. Jon, in all his naked glory, stood in front of me and pointed his hot cock and in a second, yellow piss erupted from his tip and hit me on my right cheek. I was taken aback at first but I was so much in lust, that I moved my head and opened my mouth and started drinking the piss, rivulets going down my chin and on to my bare chest. I was drinking Jon's piss and it was so hot. "I am about to finish," Jon said, "don't drink this one." I carefully positioned my cock and collected all his nectar in my mouth and shut it close when finished. My cheeks were filled with Jon's warm urine and I could taste the rank saltiness in it. Jon looked at me, he bent a little and rubbed a tiny drop at the corner of my lip. He smiled at me as he gently caressed my cheek. I looked up and saw his mischievous smile. I knew he was up to something, but boy, he looked so cute. All of a sudden, out of nowhere Jon slapped me hard with the hand he was caressing my cheek with before and I fell on the floor with all the collected piss in my mouth exploding on the floor around me, from my mouth. Jon was laughing so hard, looking at me. "Drink it all up Sawyer, clean the floor like you cleaned up my body," I was coughing and my nose snot got mixed on the floor while Jon continued his wicked laugh, holding his stomach. He sure was having a good time. I looked at all the piss mixed with my saliva and my snot on the floor. I felt disgusted but I wanted to lick it all up, drink it up. Not waste a single drop of his golden nectar. I started licking the floor like some dog, and as I was about the finish the last part of the puddle, I saw a large foot placed just in front of me, with tiny droplets falling on my nose and eyes. It was Jon's. "come on Sawyer, you better clean this up also." I looked up at him then back to his feet. I kissed his feet first then I started sucking on his toes, attempting to suck in between them to get the piss from the floor. Jon raised his foot so I could lick the underside and so I did. It was sexy doing so. Although I had cleaned all the piss from the floor now and licked his foot, I wondered what Jon would do next to degrade me further. Jon raised his foot, I guess to take it away, but instead he placed it on my head and rubbed it on my hair, "use a conditioner Sawyer sometimes, your hair isn't as soft as it looks like." After rubbing his foot on my beloved hair, and making it messy, Jon helped me get up on my feet and gave me a glass a water. As I drank the glass of water Jon explored my body, front and back with his hands and lightly pinched my nipples, "not bad." He thought loudly. After I finished my glass of water I placed it on the table and just stood in front of him. "Sawyer, you are extremely handsome." Jon said with a genuine smile. I blushed deeply. "So are you." I said, but a bit awkwardly. Jon pulled me into a hug and I felt his warm skin hitting mines. I fell shivers run down my spine as I tightened my hug around him. "Sawyer?" he whispered in my ear, which yet again sent shivers down my spine, "are you into scat?" I wouldn't lie, I was surprised for a moment. He pulled his from me but held me shoulders and looked at me again, comfortingly. All my life, I grew up playing with my shit. I would often shit on the floor and smear it over me or eat it while I masturbated. After I dumped my load on my shit, which I used to call my `final topping' I used to sit on shit, which made funny splattering noises and then scrape it out of my crevice and eat it. I never thought I would ever find a partner who is into scat, as much I am into it. "yes fucking yes." I said as confidently as I could. Jon started laughing and we both broke into laughter. I liked the way we bonded in such a short time. "Well that's good because you might have to deal with mine tomorrow morning." Jon swung his arm around me and we walked to the kitchen to have our dinner and then to bed. Together. --- EEE!!! Back on nifty with a urination themed story. This has been my most visited category of all, well not that I maintain a record. *looks awkwardly towards the right* But oh well. Its been a big gap after uploading my last story ~ Being Men in the gay: incest category, but I had to write one dirty story. 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