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By Daniel Smith, 0 Reviews Post your review
Note : This story is completely fictional! At high school that day I found myself imagining every guy I saw
pissing on my face, even teachers; by noon I was rabid for some warm piss. I was
heading for the cafeteria when I saw Carl motioned for me to follow. I tried to
catch up as he raced down the stairs toward the boiler room. He disappeared
behind a door at the bottom. I ran through the door and there right in front of
me were five members of the swim team, I froze. Carl exclaimed, “My brother Matt says you drink all the football team’s piss
during their bus trips. He told me they leave a bottle of piss under the
bleachers for you every day. How’d you like some swimmer’s urine?” “Just tell me
what you want Carl.” Carl laughed, “Watch Bill take a leak then lick it up.”
Bill pulled his prick out of his swim trunks and drenched his own feet. I
crawled over and slurped the piss off the cement floor. Bill raised each of his
feet and I sucked his toes dry. Then he stuck a heal in my mouth and I munched
on it. A second swimmer waved for me to crawl over. “Take all your clothes off
and lay on your back.” Off they came and I lay on my back. “Now open your
mouth!” He stood over me and began pissing in my mouth. Right away another
swimmer began pissing on my chest and a third aimed for my crotch. Finally Carl
made me set up and beg for his golden shower. As he pissed in my face he said,
“Look for a second bottle under the bleachers from the swim team today.” After
they’d left I washed up using the sink in the boiler room and headed for the
door but I suddenly turned around and looked at the damp cement floor and
decided to crawl around one last time and sniff any smell that was left. In the afternoon I spent the hour in geography class wondering how much man
piss was made every day in Europe; in chemistry class, what was pee made of; and
in shop how to make a wooden urinal. Before I knew it the school day was over so
I headed for the bleachers. The football team’s piss bottle was already under
the bleachers but the swim team’s bottle was no where to be seen. I went back
and waited on the bleachers. About a half hour later the complete swim team came walking out. Carl pointed
at me and said, “Boys there’s the school urinal. Piss boy follow us under the
bleachers.” When I got there they were all standing in a line and Carl was
holding an empty bottle. “Men give him your sweet water”, then he handed me the
bottle. “Get on your knees and hold this bottle below each of our pricks. Suck
on our balls as we take a leak into it then use your tongue to get the last drop
out of our piss holes!” The first swimmer was obviously nervous and jumped back
a little when I stuck his balls into my mouth but before long I could see his
piss gushing against the inside of the bottle. After he finished I began licking
his piss slit and a couple of final spurts of urine came out and I swallowed
them. The swimmer happily blurted out. “Men he’s taking it straight from my
cock! Don’t piss it all in the bottle save a little for urinal fuck’s mouth.” I
responded, “Thank you dude.” I kneeled in front of the next swimmer and took his balls into my mouth.
“Play with them with your tongue while I relieve myself into the bottle. Now
scratch them with your teeth. Be careful bitch. Great now swallow the last of my
piss juice.” The next swimmer had me lean forward and he began pissing on my
back wetting my shirt. Then he shoved his balls in my mouth and emptied his
bladder into the bottle. As the next seven relieved themselves I found myself
comparing their balls; who’s were bigger or rounder, who’s hung lower or were
harder, which ones were hairy and which ones wrinkled. Finally it was Carl’s
turn, he took his pants and shoes off but left his jockstrap on. “Drink it
through the cloth fagot.” As his piss started to flow he forced my mouth over
his bulge. I was able to get it all. Then he took his jockstrap off and unzipped
my pants pulled open my underwear and dropped his soggy jockstrap in them,
patted my crotch and said, “Wash them and put them on me in the car tomorrow
morning I need them for practice.” Then he addressed the team, “Well guys how
did you like this piece of scum?” The team all whistled, clapped and hooted.
“Anytime you need his services just lead him by the nose to a private spot and
wet him down. “One more thing he also eats ass.” With that he turned around and
stuck his ass in my face. As I went to town on his crack I heard the other
swimmers muttering in amassment but after I came up for air I found a line of
asses wiggling and calling to me. As I sniffed each asshole I noticed the
different shapes and colors. Some of them were pretty gross but a lot of them
were beautiful and had a great smell. Next morning I was out front waiting for my ride to high school and wearing
Carl’s cleaned jockstrap on my face. Matt dove up with his cock out as usual and
Carl sat in the back with his blue jeans folded on the seat next to him. I
handed Carl his underwear as I got in the car. Matt yawned, “Just drink it
today, nothing special.” I put my mouth over his cock and he took a leisurely
piss. Carl ordered me to the back seat. “Lay down on the cushions with your face
up and your mouth opened.” He climbed on top of my face, rammed his prick into
my mouth and let go of a torrent. “I’ve been drinking all morning. I’m going to
unload it all into your gut. After 5th class I want you in the 4th floor toilet
with a change of clothes.” I struggled hard to gulp it all down until finally
his stream slowed to a stop. Then he turned around lifted his leg and commanded
me to smell his ass hole, then ordered me to put his jockstrap on him. We pulled
up two blocks from school and I got out. As Hank was leaving the stall he bumped into Billy, one of the school nerds.
Billy wasn’t bad looking just tall and gangly with thick glasses. “Why were you
two in a stall together?” Hank shoved Billy across the room and shouted’ “None
of your fucken’ business!” Then snickered, “He drinks everybody’s piss. I bet
he’d even drink yours if you ask him real nice.” Then Hank swaggered out the
door. After a minute of silence I saw Billy’s shoes move up in front of the stall.
“I’m sorry but would it be OK I mean would you mind if I come in, please.” I
opened the door a little and he slid in. Well being Billy he stumbled in. “Is it
true, what Hank said.” “Sure kid. You need to urinate?” ‘Yes sir, I mean if
you’d let me.” “Pull it out buckaroo.” Billy fumbled with the buttons on his
corduroys, finally hauling out his cock. It was the longest widest tool I’d ever
seen. It hung almost down to his knees. “OK kid I’ll drink your piss, put that
thing in my mouth.” Billy gingerly lifted it up and sled it into my mouth. He
kept feeding it in until it was at the back of my throat and I gagged. He
Stammered, “Oh, I’m, I’m sorry.” I grabbed his scrawny butt so he couldn’t take
his dick out of my mouth. Billy stammered, “Do, do you want me to, to pee now?”
I nodded; he cleared his throat, let out a little whine and started to piss.
After about three seconds he grabbed my hair and started moving my face in small
circles around his dick, spraying every bit of the inside of my mouth. He was
moaning, “Oh my God, Oh Jesus!” Finally he pulled his monster out and fell back
against the door. I looked up at him and said, “Now it’s your turn nerd!” Before
I could say anymore he was on his knees and opening my fly. “God sir I know I
can do it. Please let me try.” Then for the first time in his life his mouth
tasted dick. I leaned back on the toilet and filled his mouth with piss, he
eagerly woofed it down. Then he stood up, looking dazed and confused and
stumbled out of the bathroom. Second period math class was going real slow. I always set in the back of the
class so the teacher won’t call on me. I happened to glance down the back row
toward the window. I noticed the football player Earl the only other student in
the back row. He saw me, smiled and pointed at his package. He adjusted himself,
pulled an empty water bottle from his backpack and opened his fly. His dick
sprung out half hard. He stuffed it into the water bottle and took a slow sexy
leak, moving the bottle up and down the shaft of his cock. After class he handed
it to me. “Here’s something to drink next period.” I spend the third period
enjoying his warm urine. At lunch I saw the nerd Billy and walked up to his table. He was setting with
a half dozen other nerds. They were amazed that someone as cool as me was
deigning to talk to one of them. Billy was blushing. I handed him the bottle of
piss and said, “Billy here’s some of that soda you told me about. I got it from
Earl, the guy on the football team. Tell me what you think of it.” He sheepishly
took the bottle and tasted some. “Oh sir it tastes as good as I thought it
would.” Then he started to hand it back to me. “No Billy you drink it. I’ll get
some more tomorrow. Would you like me to pick up one for you?” “Yes, I’ll get it
from you at the same place as today.” I went and set with my friends but watched
Billy all during lunch as he choked the urine down. After 5th period I want to my locker and picked up a change of clothes and a
towel, just as Carl had ordered me to and headed for the 4th floor toilet. I
found about forty guys lined up outside the boy’s toilet. Carl was standing in
front of the door and motioned for me to come forward. He explained to me that
the football and swim teams were raising some money for a beer party. Each dude
in the line was to pay $3 to urinate on some naked fellow student. I looked down
the line and I actually drooled. At that moment all the guys realized that I was
to be that naked student and as they pressed forward a look of real lust grew on
their faces. I entered the boy’s room and placed my towel and extra change of clothes on
the edge of a sink. I heard Carl say “Everyone that pays to go through that door
will be able to stay and jack off watching the rest pee on scum boy. The first
ten guys will get to piss on urinal boy while he still has his clothes on. If
that turns you on come to the head of the line.” I could hear some shuffling as
guys elbowed their way to the head of the line. I lay flat on my back with my hands out stretched on the tiled floor. The
door opened and five guys came whooping in with their dicks dangling from their
flys. They all choose to aim at my face. “Open your fucking mouth bitch!” Five
streams of piss came flying into my mouth. After about 15 seconds I began to
gurgle and choke, turned my head to the side and let the streams wash over my
ear. As soon as a guy’s bladder was empty he stepped back and began jacking off
as the next guy came forward. Within three minutes ten guys had pissed on me and
I was drenched in urine. Showily a chorus arose from the masturbating guys
standing around the room, “Take it off, take it off.” I removed my shirt and got
on my hands and knees, slipping around in the growing puddle from the
unremitting rain of piss. One of the students grabbed my piss soggy shirt and
began flogging my back. The crowd chanted, “Whip him, whip him across the back.”
More guys kept coming in. Some one demanded, “Get his pants off!” A group of
guys came forward and pulled my pants off. “Hold him up by the feet and spread
his legs we want to see his bung hole. Piss on his bung hole!” By this time
there were at least 8 dudes pissing on me at any one time. Another 40 guys were
jacking off in a frenzy. Each one stepped forward and came on me. Most aimed for
my puckered ass hole. A half hour later they were all gone. Carl walked in and
said, “Man, 80 guys just pissed on you! We raised $240 for the beer and piss
party. Now don’t forget to collect the piss bottles under the bleachers after
school.” The next morning I was out front waiting for the ride to school and feeling
real good. Matt and his brother Carl pulled up and as usual Matt’s dick was out
and semi-erect. Carl was naked from the waist down. I got in and Matt said,
“Today suck me off after I piss in your mouth.” I swallowed his cock but he
couldn’t piss for about five minutes because his prick was too hard. My head
just lay there in his lap with his dick in my mouth as he drove along. I
maneuvered my nose so I could enjoy the odor coming off his balls. Finally his
piss began to flow, it was sweet this time. When he was through spraying my
tonsils he pressed my head down on his cock until my nose was buried in his
pubic hairs and began pumping my face. I could hear his ass pulling off the
leather cushion each time he clinched his buns. He was driving the car with one
hand and holding my head on his dick with the other. His motions got really wild
then suddenly he shuttered, grunted and shot a large load down my throat. This
was the first time I’d ever sucked someone off so I decided to keep his cum in
my mouth tell I got to school. “Now get the hell in the back seat and take care
of my brother Carl.” I sled into the back seat and settled between Carl’s legs. He noticed the
white gunk in my mouth. “Is that Matt’s cum?” “Yes.” He took hold of my hand and
guided my index finger into my mouth using it to scoop up a glob of cum. Then he
moved my cum covered finger to his ass and smeared it the around his ass crack.
He whispered, “Spit the rest of Matt’s cum on my butt hole to loosen it up.” As
I slobbered Matt’s cum on Carl’s hole it puckered and started opening and
closing. My finger sank into his butt and he began to gyrate and moan. He bucked
his body on my finger, grabbed the back of my head and drove his dick into my
throat. As his piss began pouring inside me he yelled, “Deeper bitch, deeper!” I
pumped my finger in and out of his hole as his prick started getting harder. Now
he was fucking my face while the urine was still shooting through his piss slit.
Soon the taste of urine was replaced with the taste of pre-cum. As he neared
climax his spinster muscles spasmodically clinched and loosened around my
gyrating finger. When he came his bung hole closed around my finger so hard it
stopped the flow of blood but as he collapsed into the seat they relaxed and I
slowly removed my finger. He leaned over, bit my ear then kissed it and
whispered, “Don’t tell anyone you fucked me with your finger.” I got out of the
car and walked the last two blocks to school sucking my finger all the way. As I walked down the school hall toward first period class I noticed that
most of the guys were peering at me out of the corners of their eyes; four of
them even winked at me. As I walked through the class door all the guy’s heads
turned toward me. They all had lustful expressions on their faces. It was only
then that I realized that almost 100 of these guys had hosed me in the last
three weeks. Just thinking about that made me nearly piss in my pants. This
boy’s high school had 300 sets of hairy balls with dribbling pricks that’d
follow me into any toilet or behind any bush. I realized I’d be drinking piss
all day long for the next two years. As I was walking drown the hall after first period Billy the nerd came up to
me and said under his breath. “Sir I liked the bottle of urine you gave me for
lunch yesterday. Can I drink some more today, please?” “Billy how’d you like to
drink piss right out of five or six guy’s peters?” “I don’t want anybody to know
I’d do that, man.” “Go to the second floor toilet and set in the back stall with
the door closed. When a dude sticks his prick through the glory hole you put it
in your mouth and swallow whatever comes out.” “OK, man I’ll go there right now!
You’re the coolest guy.” As I walked down the hall I found that I could look at any guy, motion for
him to follow and he’d turn around and tag after me. By the time I started up
the stairs toward the second floor boy’s room I had twelve sweaty teenage ass
holes in tow. I walked into the toilet and sank down between two of the urinals.
As all twelve boys began pulling their dicks out, one said, ‘Why don’t you set
in the urinal man, we’ve had lots of practice aiming at them.” As I slid into
the floor length pisser I said, “If half of you would like to piss down
someone’s throat go over to that stall and stick your dicks through the glory
hole.” Six of the guys trotted over and got in a line. I leaned back in the urinal and rested the back of my head on the smooth, wet
porcelain. I looked up at the six boys unzipping their blue jeans and pulling
their dicks out. I asked them to pull their balls out too so that I could see
them. They waved their cocks at me and pulled on their balls. “You ready for a
piss bath?” “I’ll hose down the right side of his face.” “I’ll do the left
side.” “I’m going to piss on the top of his head?” “Look I’m soaking his shirt.”
“Wow I’m peeing on his crotch, it looks like he urinated on himself but it’s my
piss.” Five of them finished pissing on me, slapped each others hands and walked
out of the room laughing. The sixth guy straddled the urinal and pushed his
hardened prick down my throat. “You’re going to suck me off then I’ll wash it
down with my champagne.” He hugged the urinal and fucked head, then pissed down
my throat and on my face. Then he told me to lap up the urine. As I started
drinking the pool of piss he turned around and left. After everyone was gone
Billy came out, set in the urinal next to mine. “Sir I know you’re one of the
real cool guys sir but I’d like to be your friend.” “Billy if you’ll handle some
of the guys for me; I’ll let you be my piss buddy.” As I was walking home from school John the football captain drove up, leaned
out his window and shouted to me, “We’ll use the $240 we made yesterday for a
beer party next week-in. It’s going to be at your place so have a lot of pussy
DVDs and pizza for 40 guys. Oh, and have a piss bucket in every room.” With that
he sped off.
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