Antony and Sam, Old Friends Reunited

"Come over to the stairs.” His voice is bold and commanding and sends shivers down my spine. I get up and walk to the stairs of the pool and walk down a step then another.

“Stop!”

I freeze. He’s standing in front of me, his cock floating at the surface of the water. He looks up at me, our eyes locked on one another's and without even realizing his arms reaching forward, he pulls my speedo off. my hard dick pops out and flaps up and down, the head grazes his nose.

I stand frozen… unsure of what is going to happen next.

“Just wanted you to be naked too.”

Dumb fucking grin across his soft puffy lips… Fuck! He's so hot.

I dive forward to dunk him, but his strength and height has me. Our wet bodies slide around each other roughhousing next thing I know he has me in a headlock’s cock poking into my back.

“Say Uncle!”

“Never”

“Say it!

“Rather call you Daddy!” where did that come from Antony?

His grip loosens. I swim away and turn towards him.

"Sorry…. didn’t mean to….make it weird."

“So you like Daddies?”

“Well..sometimes… I like the control of it."

“Control?”

“Yeah… I like being dominated by a hot manly guy… I don’t want to be raped or forced into anything, but yeah…"

“So you want to be used?” Sam grabs his beer and looks at me genuinely curious.

“Kind of?… not humiliated though… Had enough of that.”

“I’m so sorry those guys were such assholes to you.”

“I’m sorry your wife left you.” Shit… Why did I say that?! Where the fuck did that even come from? My defensiveness from high school came bubbling out. 

“Sorry, Sam. Really I didn’t mean it…. I just… I got defensive… I guess what I meant to say is bad things happen and you move on?”

“I should’ve stood up for you…”

“Hey…. you did more than anyone else…” silence. The shift in our playful mood was definitely now incredibly serious and awkward

“Why don’t we eat something? Been a lot of drinks… You hungry big guy?”

He perks up.

“Go meet me in the kitchen… Ill grab our stuff.”

"Ok…” He sways as he steps out of the pool and grabs a towel before stumbling up the path the stone path to the house. 

I grab the clothes and go to collect the bottles but decide to leave them for later.

I grab Sam's t shirt, shoes and shorts and I can't help looking inside to see what kind of underwear he had on. White briefs. A bit worn and stretched and slightly yellow in the pouch… I wonder how many days he had them on… I resist the urge to sniff them as I head in towards the house but before I go in… I have to. I just have to! I find the crotch…lightly stained and inhale. Holy fuck!

I can smell his balls, cock and a bit of piss and precum. So manly and so musky.

I walk inside.

“Did you just sniff my underwear?"

“Umm” Goddamnit. 

“Did they smell good?

“Well, kinda, yeah… but...” He grabs them from me and takes a sniff before I can stutter out some half assed excuse. 

“You really do love man stink don’t you?”

“I do…" I can feel my face boiling in embarrassment. 

"Let me smell your balls."

"What?"

"Let me smell your balls. “ He pulls my towel off and my cock springs up. I watch as his head slowly lowers closer to my crotch. I hear him sniff. I can feel his breath on my balls, he leans in closer his nose grazing my sack and I hear him take a deeper inhale with a heavy exhale across my balls sending shivers to my hole and my dick twitches.

“Yeah I kinda get it. We smell different but kinda the same…" He says matter of factly before righting himself back up. "So what we eating? "

He sits back down at the kitchen island and sips his beer.

I guess this is just how straight guys hang with their bros? Had I known, maybe I would've tried to fit in more. 

I grab my towel and wrap it around my waist head to the fridge and fix us plates and get us both giant glasses of water. We don’t say much while we eat. I can barely force anything down, so horny and nervous and curious about what might happen. My mind is spinning off its axis with possibilities. 

“Man I feel better!” Sam says as he chugs down the rest of his water, I watch a drip trail down his square jaw. 

“Let's go back outside.”

Who am I to say no?

I follow him outside watching him as he picks up the bottle of tequila. Takes a swig then picks up the pack of cigarettes, lights one and walks over to the outdoor shower.

As I’m about to sit down I hear, “You coming?”

I practically sprint towards the shower to catch up. I see his towel on the grass outside. I take a deep breath, drop mine and walk into the shower. Sam Standing, legs spread wide, facing me, taking a drag of his cigg and blowing it in my face. He holds it up to my lips and I take a drag. This is like the beginning of a corny, seedy porn and I couldn't be happier.

“Sit.” he says motioning towards the built in bench.

Not sure where this is going but his tone is so stern I can't help but oblige.

I sit and look up at this stud looking down at me while taking another long drag. He grabs his dick and gives it a stroke before a short spurt of hot piss hits my chest. Then another, then he lets it all go.

“Oh shit.” I hear him say, I puff up my chest to encourage him as his heavy stream beats across my chest, splashing my chin and running down my wet fur to my rapidly growing cock. He aims lower and sprays my cock making it bounce. I can’t help but grab it and stroke as his warm jet soaks my crotch. Slowly it starts tapering off and it trickles across my thigh and feet till it finally stops. He takes another drag and walks out. 

Fuck….

I take a second to collect myself. My own bladder full and in need of release, but I decide to hold off to see what just happened. When I leave the shower he has taken my towel… I walk back towards the pool and Sam is on a lounger smoking a new cigarette with a beer in his hand.

“Well, that was unexpected…” I say with a laugh trying to lighten the mood.

“Is that the kind of domination you like?”

I take a seat next to him, grab the pack of smokes and the tequila bottle as I sit dripping in his piss.

“That definitely was very hot.” I gesture towards my rock hard cock. “Did you enjoy it?”

“I think I did…”

“Cool…” This must be difficult for him… just gonna sit here quietly. 

“Will you… do it to me?”

Does he even have to ask?!?

“I’ll meet you there.”

Sam downs his beer, he hesitates briefly and then walks back towards the shower.

I walk in a few paces behind him and he’s sitting on the bench, head down.

It takes barely a second to start, I aim and let my piss go right on his hard dick… I lift my cock so it starts going up his happy trail towards his chest, he leans his head back and flexes his round pecs.

“Lift your arms behind ur head.”

He looks up at me as his biceps bulge by his face, his furry pits on full display. I spray his left pit then cross his chest and hit his right pit. He's looking away, face turned up, assuming he doesn't want it in his mouth, maybe not enjoying it. That's when I see the pre cum leaking from his solid cock. Guess he does like it.

I cut my stream off and tell him to turn around and lean against the wall and spread his legs. He does, I can tell he's fighting the urge to fight the urge as he moves slowly and deliberately. I aim my cock at his deep furry crack and let my stream go, stepping closer. 

“Oh fuck..” he whispers. I know that feeling well. 

I run it up and down his crack, pausing every time I pass the virgin, straight hairy man hole, then down to his low hanging balls. I repeat, until my stream runs out.  

"Sit down.'' He slowly turns around and sits, his cock is harder than I've seen it at this point.

“Im going to suck your cock now.”

He doesn’t say anything.

I get on my knees and start leaning in towards his dripping dick soaked in my piss. Not exactly how I saw this happening but not going to look a gift horse, or cock, in the mouth. 

“Wait" he whispers. 

I stop, about a foot away from his massive thick dripping dick. Fuck. I went to far. What was I thinking. We're both still. My brain short circuiting at the moment. 

I finally start to pull my body back. 

“Stop” Damn his commanding voice is sexy

He aims  his dick at me and a spurt of piss shoots right in my face. He has a wicked smile on his face and I open my mouth. He leans forward and pushes out another spurt splashing my hair and forehead then runs down to my open mouth. He aims and forces another short burst right in my mouth.

“Swallow.”

I do as we look right at each other.

“Thank you sir.”

“Fuck man…. who knew this would be so hot.”

I smile.

“Turn around and spread your ass.”

“Yes Sir"

I do as I'm told, Licking my lips and savoring his flavor. I was never very big into drinking or even tasting piss but since it's Sam's I can't get enough of the salty tangy stuff. I lean my head down, chest against the wall, waist arched back, ass up,  my furry cheeks spread with both hands, exposing my tight pink, hairy hole.

“Fuck thats a great ass.” I hear a soft grunt and then feel a hot stream at the top of my crack then running down right to my hole.

“Fuck” I moan out. This is probably one of the best feelings ever.

He keeps his strong stream right on my hole and I can't help but start to pucker and wrythe. He aims lower to my balls, just like I had done to him then aims at my back and the piss runs down, wetting down my hair as I feel it trickle off.

“Thank you Sam.”

I get back to my knees and turn around. Staring at the hottest many I’ve ever laid eyes on lightly stoking his cock sitting back covered in my drying piss. 

“Do you like the taste?” he asks genuinely.

“Not especially but yours was good.” I say with a cheeky giggle. 

“So why did you drink it?”

“You told me too… and the whole situation was really hot as you got into being dominant.”

“It was hot.”

“Did you like being sprayed down?”

“Yeah… I really did… Was surprised how good it felt on my ass.”

“Next time try getting in the position you had me in…”

“I think I might.” 

Oh shit, did he agree to a next time? I know we're pushing boundaries and all, and our tipsy asses are doing things with one another I never ever would have thought, but it's still just bro shit right? Or is he going to let me go for it?

“Have to be honest, I might not be able to resist licking your hole if its on display like that.”

He laughs nervously.

“Can we get another drink?”

“Sure” Shit… I guess My mouth won’t get on him. So much for being direct. 

He stands up and steadies himself on the slippery piss soaked floor and gives me his hand to help me up.

We get back to the chairs and Sam goes straight for the tequila. Pours us both one and sits back.

“You know back in high school after practice, some of the guys would piss on each other as a joke in the showers… at least I think it was a joke… but I never joined in even though I wanted to. I would always feel myself chubbing up when it would happen so I would turn away and turn the water to cold. Was always afraid if someone sprayed me I’d get hard.”

“Why do you think I always had a note to get out of gym. I was too scared to have to change in the locker rooms.”

“Ha… yeah that makes sense. I have never been with a guy.”

Silence….What do I say? That was an obvious statement I thought but why did he feel the need to say it out loud. 

“Ha well, you still haven’t. You can write that off as locker room antics. We even did it in the shower room…” I try to joke, lighten the mood. After a moment of silence

“Yeah…” he says softly, almost as if he’s disappointed.

“Have you ever done something like this with a straight guy?”

“Yeah, a couple guys actually…”

“At the same time?!” He looks at me shocked

“Ha… no, though that is kind of a fantasy.”

“So you just… piss on each other?”

“One guy just comes over and hoses me down while I jerk off and leaves when he’s done… sometimes he’ll jerk a load on my chest too” I can’t believe I’m admitting this but at this point I don’t really have anything to lose or hide.

“Really? Thats it? That gets you off?”

“Yeah… its about his dominance… and he’s hot and got a big cock… not as big as yours.” I say with a laugh.

 I look over and notice Sam slowly stroking his shaft as it starts to inflate again.

“I am in control all day at work so it's hot and fun to give up control. I spent a lot of years feeling shame about being gay, liking men, having sex with men, and then, as my kinks started to emerge, about them too… Finally, I got to a place though where I try not to judge myself and just enjoy what brings me pleasure as long as there's mutual consent, it’s safe, and well no one really has to know if I don’t talk about it.”

Sam sips his drink and looks at me “Yeah I guess that makes sense. So much shame around sex…”

"Yeah, straight or gay sex, especially in our upbringing. But worse with gay sex." Why am I still talking?

Its quiet for a minute

“What about the other straight guy?

“Oh, the married guy...Well, it’s a bit more than just pissing…”

“Like what?”

“You sure you want to hear about it?”

“Go for it.”

“Well, he’s married to a woman… apparently a real bitch of a wife. They come from a lot of old money so they stay together for appearance sake. He has a girlfriend on the side but when he calls he likes to be a sub pig.”

“A sub…pig?”

“Hahaha yeah… It’s a term for a submissive person who likes it raunchy.”

“Are you a sub pig? Since you like to be dominated?” He asks, genuinely curious.

“Ha listen to you! I like sex, sometimes being dominated, sometimes being dominant, sometimes I bottom, sometimes I top. I don’t put too many labels on myself because then I get too in my head about it.”

“So what do you do to him?”

“His favorite thing is to piss on my ass then lick it from my hole while I’m sitting on his face, pissing on his cock while calling him all kinds of names.”

“Wow…”

“Sorry - told you it was… a lot…”

“No it sounds hot actually…”

“Really?”

He blushes takes a sip..”Yeah.”

“What else do you do to him?”

“Usually fuck his face, cum on it and force him to leave still wet. I’ve fucked him before but usually he just wants to suck me off if he doesn't get off from the name calling and wet stuff.”

“Wow - he doesn’t clean up at all?”

“No… he likes the humiliation of it. There’s one other thing…”

“What?” Sam asks eagerly, surprising them both. 

I grab my phone and type a message and hold it up to Sam.  

“Hey dirty pig. Send me $500. You have 30 seconds at 31 seconds you better make it $1000. Tack on $500 for every 15 seconds after. If it’s not in my account the next time I check my phone, I’ll send your wife a pic of your smiling dumb face with my big fat cock resting on it.”

“No Fucking way!!”

“Hit send.”

Sam presses send and I hear the swish.

“Time it…”

Sam pulls out his phone and before the timer hits 18 seconds I get a notification from a cash sending app that reads “GDP has deposited $1500 to your account.”

“NO FUCKING WAY!!!”

“Open the message”

Sam opens the app and reads before looking at me wide eyed.

I turn to read and laugh… “Thank you sir for taking pity on a stupid pathetic pig like me. I am so honored that you even recognize I exist. “

“What the fuck was that?”

“He likes the humiliation and degradation of a gay man taking his money… also he gets a thrill at  the idea of being caught.”

“This guy HAS to be gay!”

“That’s not for me to decide… I never yuck someones yum.”

“Ha I like that… But how can he not be gay?”

“Maybe he’s bi, maybe he is twisted… maybe he has childhood trauma… I don’t know… I’ve hooked up with plenty of “straight guys.”  Some turn out to be gay, some don’t, some can never admit it and some know it's just about sex yet they love women. I know some guys think it's just primal nature, male bonding…whatever… gender norms and what not. I just don't fuck around with the ones in total denial, they start desperate but can get angry once they bust a nut.”

“It all sounds kind of serious… dom, sub, pig…”

“Ha, yeah - I mean not always… it all depends who I’m with and what they’re comfortable with. I enjoy playful sex the most, joking laughing and fucking, it’s should be fun… I think so at least."

Sam sips his tequila and lights another cig.

“God I sound like a fucking slut right now."

“No…well maybe a little” he gives me a wicked smile “Sounds like you just know what you like and where to get it.”

“Yeah I guess. good thing Covid still a thing - post break up I would’ve gone crazy” I joke lighting a cig. God he is so fucking sexy.

“More people should be as confident and brave as you.”

“The world would be a better place.” I laugh. It was the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me, why did I have to joke it off?

It’s quiet for a minute.

“Do you have to piss again?” He asks

“A little..”

“Oh.” with that he gets up and grabs two more beers.

He hands me one  and before taking a sip of his he slaps the bottom of his bottle on the top of mine and starts laughing.

“FUCK YOU!” I say as the foam starts rising out of the bottle. My instinct from my high school party days kicks in and I start chugging and gulping it down.

“Chug chug chug” Sam chants.

I can feel my eyes watering as I finish the beer and let out a huge burp.

He laughs.

“Your turn.”

He tosses his head back and gulps down the rest of the beer, a little dribble spilling out the corner of his beautiful full lips running down his chiseled stubbly jaw down to his neck. God I want to lick that up. And that exposed pit, fuck it smells good, ripe and manly and like piss. I’d go light headed if I could burry my face in there.

“Done.”

He sits back down.

“This is fun, feels like high school again.”

Maybe for you I think to myself. This was a literal dream in high school but better than my young mind could’ve imagined. This stud naked in my back yard, both sweaty, ripe and covered in each others drying piss. Only thing missing is me bouncing on his monster while making out with him.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Shoot”

“Do you like being covered in dry piss?”

He thinks for a second. “Yeah actually… " Surprising both of us it seems. He chooses his words carefully. "And the way my pits smell, all ripe and pissy is intoxicating. I sound like a total perv, but I always liked my pit smell and crotch smell, all manly after a workout or from not showering for a day or two…Never thought that much about it though and didn’t realize smelling another guys manly musk would turn me on, let alone the piss too.”

“Cool… and that doesn’t make you think you’re gay…right?” Not sure if that was a joke or confirmation when I asked. 

“No…” He states. “Not that..” He follows softly almost inaudibly.

Say whatttttttttttt!? Did I hear that? Was he saying that... I look at him curiously with a brow cocked.

"Huh?"

“Nothing… you have to piss yet?”

“Yeah.”

“Meet me in there bro.” God he really must just be a curious, kinky, straight dude. 

I watch his fat ass bounce as he saunters back to the bathroom as I follow.

When I walk in I’m kind of shocked to see him in the same  position I was in, ass in the air, cheeks wide, head down. God I have never wanted to burry my face in an ass so bad.

“You said I’d like this position.”

“Yeah, if you don’t its cool. Just let me know.”

“Let it rip!” He says wiggling his ass and giggling.

I grab my cock and aim it down. It is painfully hard. I close my eyes and take a few breaths and force some out. It shoots a little further than intended and splatters the back of his head and shoulders. He lets out a soft groan.

I step forward so I’m practically standing over his hole with my cock pointed down. I force another spurt “oh man”

Finally it starts flowing and I watch as my piss splatters directly on Sammy Reynolds tight hairy virgin man hole. “Fuck you were right.” He groans

He's humping the air, my stream is soaking his ass, running down his thick thighs and down his back.

“Fucckkk”

As the stream starts slowing down I move back to get his big low hanging nuts and for some reason, the idea to finish on his feet comes to mind.

We’re both panting

“Lick my ass..” Sam says softly.

Did I hear that? Did he just ask me to do what I think he did?

“What was that?”

“Eat my ass!” he commands.

Before I can respond I’m on my knees behind him, my hands grab his round cheeks and I lightly spread them. I run my nose up his sweaty piss covered musky hairy crack and take a deep inhale. “Fuck" we both breath out in unison.

I follow with my tongue up and down before starting to circle his hole. Fuck it almost sweet and so tight. I can hear Sam moaning and I start to really go at it, pulling his cheeks further apart so I can get my face in there and slide my tongue inside him. He's tangy and salty but his velvety ring is almost sweet.

“Oh fuck dude! This feels incredible.”

He reaches down and I can feel him start stroking his cock while I continue my assault on his hole with my tongue. I feel him pushing back against my tongue humping into it. Squeezing his velvety sweet hole around my tongue.

He stops moving and stroking and I start to slow down.

“Everything ok?”

“Yeah… I just… gotta piss. “

“Gotcha.”

We both struggle to our knees he turns around,

“Where do you want me?”

“Lay down.”

“yes sir.”

I do and he straddles me looking down at me. His long cock dripping with precum, almost touching my stomach. What a fucking sight to look up at. 

He stays there for a minute looking directly at me and then turns around and sits on my face. Smothering me with his cheeks. Fuck if I die from this, I don’t care

“Get back to work.”

“Ysh sir” I groan into his crack, my tongue finding back in his hole. digging back in, in total bliss I barely notice his piss spraying my chest abs cock legs and feet, soaking me down. I am so lost in his tight sweet pucker riding my tongue.

“Fuck yeah…. eat that man hole.”

I feel myself getting close to cumin. His commanding deep voice, the tastes and smells and the whole situation driving me wild. his stream stops and I feel him jerking his cock rapidly, his heavy balls bouncing against my chin when all of a sudden he tenses. He takes a deep breath and lifts himself off my face. I sigh in disappointment but stare up at him as he turns around and stands over me, his face is serious as I smile back at him. He gives a sheepish smile and leans out a hand.

He pulls me up to face him. We’re both panting and dripping. I feel his hard cock head grazing my waist. He takes my head in both his big hands and leans forward.

Oh god! It’s happening.

He sniffs around my mouth.

“Fuck that smells better than I thought it would.”

Before letting my head go and stepping back.

“Yeah, to be honest, your hole actually tasted kind of sweet.” I say trying to hide my disappointment.

“Really?" He smiles and puffs up his chest with pride.

“Yeah.”

“Cool…so you liked it?”

“Ha, yes. Thank you sir.

“Thats my boy” he says seriously before busting out laughing. He reaches around and slaps my ass hard before running out of the shower.

I take a deep breath and follow him back outside. He’s drinking a beer. and I take a seat on the chair. I’m gonna have a lot of laundry to do tomorrow.

This is starting to be torture now… but I know if anything is going to happen, he’ll have to make the move. And hell, if nothing else this is already one of the hottest days of my life. It’s sweet somehow, he’s trying to be dominant because I said I liked it but I can tell he’s unsure about it. 

Even though the sun is just starting to set now, the humidity feels worse than before.

“I think I’m gonna take a dip… It’s hot out here.”

“U mean you’re going to rinse my piss off?” Sam says in mock offense.

“I'm sure you'll have more for me soon enough.”

“You know it.” He laughs, it’s nice that he’s playful, his introspective moments are tense and awkward.

“Hold on a second…. Lay down face down on the chair.”

“Ok…”

“Ok what?” He smacks my ass as I pass him to lay down. He laughs.

“Ok sir!” I bark back.

I lay down and I can feel his hands spread my legs…Then I feel his weight on the chair.

I turn my head to look back.

“Hey! no peeking!” He barks and slaps my butt again.

“Ey!” his hand still on my cheek.

I can here him giggle.

I feel his other hand on my other cheek and he pulls them gently apart. I can feel his hands tremble slightly as he exposes my hole. Is… Is he going to…

I lay frozen with anticipation. I can hear him take an inhale and feel his breath as he exhales, lightly grazing the fur in my crack sending shivers down my spine.

He does it again, but this time I really feel his breath, he mustve gotten closer.

I feel his tongue tentatively dart against my hole and retract. I want to stop him and tell him he doesn’t have to do this… His hands are shaking. Another quick lick….. fuck this is such a tease.

“Oh god” I yell out of pleasure and surprise when I feel his wet tongue plunge into my hole.

He wiggles it around for a second then pulls out and swirls around the hole. Snakes his long tongue back in and out. He starts lapping at it and groaning, it feels incredible for a first timer… Holy shit!

“Fuck, it feels so good sir.” He starts to lighten up. Dammit. He licks up and down my crck then give me a peck on my hole and slaps both cheeks before standing up.

His cock shooting straight up.  I lay defeated on the chair and huff and he laughs.

“Thank you sir.” I say as I crawl backwards and stand up. “You’re a natural, bet all the girls are desperate for you to go down on them. 

“Ha thanks” he says sheepishly. 

“Hey…can we chill with the sir stuff? feels a little weird.

“Yes sir!” I say with a smile and he rolls his eyes.

"Come here though,” I step up to him and he holds my head again this time I think wanting me to smell his face.

“I liked yours better” I say my lips just an inch from his .

His hands still holding my head still, he’s looking into my eyes.

“I bet you did.” He smiles then leans in and kisses me softly on the lips before letting my face go and stepping back. He laughs at my dumbfounded jaw dropped face then lunges towards me and we both fall in the pool.