Piss Boy

The next morning, Marco bid farewell to his parents as he drove off to college for his final year of college.  His roommate from last year had graduated early, and now he was to be paired with someone else.  Typically, it was uncommon for a senior and freshman to share a dorm room together, but space was limited, and since there was no hard policy on the matter, exceptions were being made to accommodate all students.

Marco was an easy going kind of guy anyway, so it didn't really bother him to room with a freshman.  Perhaps Marco would be a good mentor for the new roommate having already spent a number of years at the school.  Marco learned over the summer, besides his love of piss and cock, that he had a subservient nature, he found purpose in the service of others, especially men.  Maybe there would be a way to assist his freshman roommate.

Marco parked his car in the lot adjacent to the dorms, which looked an awful lot like housing projects you often see in urban cities.  His dorm was on the fourth floor, which was the penthouse floor of the building. His room was in the back corner, furthest away from the communal men's showers. The dorm consisted of a small lounge, a bedroom with bunk beds and a couple of dressers and closets, a small kitchenette, and a small bathroom furnished only with a sink and toilet.  A little cozy for two, but it worked for decades for students that lived in them.  

Marco grabbed a couple of his bags and found his way into the elevator.   When he departed the elevator car, it looked a bit hectic with male students milling about, boxes, suitcases, laughing, yelling...but there were guys everywhere! Guys of all shapes and sizes, races and colors,  No longer boys, these were men. Marco's cock impulsively began to awaken at the sight of these men. Some shirtless and in loose shorts as it was still hot in August.  Marco could not wait to get to his room and lock the door and wank one out.  He'd not be able to focus if he couldn't find release.

Marco put his key in the lock and opened the door.  He thought for sure that he'd arrive before his new roommate, but no luck in that regard.  There was no hiding Marco's boner in those shorts.  

The young man sitting on one of the chairs in the lounge spoke.

"You excited to see me or something? I'm Max, by the way.  You better get that thing under control of you're gonna poke my eye out!"

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Max.   I'm Marco.  I wasn't expecting you.  Nice to meet you."

Marco was blushing, very embarrassed to meet his new roommate under these circumstances.

Let's describe Max.  Max was of dirty blonde hair, slight stubble on his face, trying to look much older than his 18 years. In a white high school track team t-shirt and running shorts showing off the dark brown hair on his legs.  His brown eyes seemed kind, his smile quite endearing.  Max was 5'9"m 160, a runner's build, but definitely toned from all those years of running.

"So, now I have to ask, Marco, what would you have done if I weren't here right now?"

"Forget about it, it doesn't matter.  Hey, I'm going to go get the rest of my things and I'll be right back."

Marco took another trip down to his car, and seeing these guys sweating, working hard, fit bodies, on his way downstairs and then again upstairs was just too much.  His cock just would not calm down.  He even tried to think of his parents having sex, but then he thought about his dad's cock and then he was even harder!

He walked back into the dorm room, and Max was still there, only now he had taken off his shirt and he was playing x-box on the shared tv in the lounge.

"Sorry man, it's just hot in here.  But from what I can tell, maybe you like the view?  That dick of yours is still hard as a fucking brick!"

"Ahhh yeah.  I'm sorry. It's just that I am always thinking about sex, and then, well, you know, you have a dick, too.  At our age, it's hard to control them sometimes." Marco couldn't help but notice the light dusting of blonde hair spread across Matt's check between his nipples, and how it fanned down to a treasure trail and then circled around his belly button.  Marco thought his new roommate was quite sexy, but didn't have the balls to say it.

"I didn't know I'd been rooming with a queer.  It's cool, I'm not a homo, but I don't care if you are.   You do you."

"How did you know?"

"Come on, dude, a whole floor of men in this building and your dick is hard.  Plus, I can see the way you're checking me out, even right now as I speak."

Marco looked away, once again embarrassed.

"Well, I think I am going to unpack my things and then take a shower. It is awful hot out today. Maybe we can get some dinner after and get to know each other more since we will be roommates for a year."

"Yeah, sure. Sounds good."

Marco went and unpacked his bags, hung up his clothes, etc.  Then he stripped naked, placed his clothes into the laundry basked and wrapped a towel around his waist.  There was no doubt Marco took care of his body. He looked like an Italian Adonis, dark olive skin, hair all over his body, huge chest and shoulders, his tight beard showing off his chiseled jaw line.  He was an impressive specimen, not ashamed to show off all of his assets when in safe, comfortable spaces.  Having a full on erection in front of a new roommate, never meeting before, that was different.

Marco grabbed his Old Spice liquid soap, a wash cloth, and shampoo bottle and walked over to the showers.  Now having been in his room unpacking for past two hours, his cock had deflated considerably.

He was hoping perhaps he'd have a chance to rub one out in the shower if nobody else was there.  But dammit to hell, that was not happening.  There were 6 shower heads, 2 on each wall in a U-shape.  There were two men showering next to each other, which Marco found a bit unusual given there were other available options.  Obviously, both were very wet.  They were both pretty buff, the blonde boy was smaller framed, but the tall redhead stood out, like literally.  His cock was hard and reminded him of Timothy's cock.  Marco put two and two together and said, "sorry gents, I didn't mean to interrupt anything. If you want to carry on, it's cool."

As Marco turned on one of the other showers, the blonde boy got down on his knees and resumed pleasing the redhead's cock with his mouth. The redhead's eyes closed, his hands firmly planted on the boy's head, and he began thrusting wildly.  That blonde boy was choking all over that dick, he was struggling mightily.  Marco watched as the blonde boy made every attempt to take that big shaft down his throat, but it just wasn't happening.  He kept pulling off, and finally the redhead said, "Forget it man. Come find me when you learn how to properly deepthroat my dick.  Fucking freshmen don't know shit."

Dejected, the blonde boy grabbed his towel and sauntered off.

Marco saw a man in need.

"You know, bro, I could help you out with that."

"You think you can handle my dick, cocksucker?"

"Let me show you what I got, man."

Marco took his turn on his knees, opened his mouth, relaxed his throat, and engulfed that entire dick down until those shaved balls hit his chin. The redhead grabbed Marco's hair and pushed his hips forward.

"Oh fuck, bro. You got some fucking skills.  Gonna fuck that throat good, don't you worry. Gonna fucking cum down your nasty mouth and I'm gonna do it quick before some other asshole tries to come in here and ruin this.  Fucking take my dick you nasty bitch.  Fuck yeah, that's it.  Ohhh fuck bro. That feels too fucking good. You're making me cum you faggot.  Oh fuck, use that throat muscle baby, oh fuck, oh fuck oh fuck yes, fuck yes, OHHHHHH FUUUUCCCKK!" The redhead came so hard down Marco's throat, six bullets of cum shot right inside him. He could feel that cock exploding as his throat surrounded it, tightly.  

When the redhead finished, he pulled out of Marco's mouth completely deflated. 

"Oh fuck, bro, thanks. Share a room with my brother at home, and i wasn't able to shoot for days. Good to know there's a decent cocksucker available."

Marco moved back to his shower and watched as the redhead soaped himself, and then it happened. The redhead began to pee in the shower.  Marco was powerless. He saw the yellow stream hit the floor. All that piss wasted.  He zipped over to the redhead's shower, knelt, grabbed the flaccid shaft and placed it right into his mouth.  The piss poured into his mouth like the chaser he needed after taking all that cum.  The redhead said, "Oh my God. Fucking cocksucker! What are you doing?  What a fucking pig!"  He never stopped pissing or name calling. Marco didn't care.  That tangy delight is what he was after, and he was getting it all. While on his knees, drinking that urine, he stroked his own cock, and just as the piss stream began to weaken, Marco grunted and painted the tile shower floor with jets of of his own cum. Marco came so hard his body shook.  

After the orgasm subsided, it was like he snapped back into reality and realized where he was and what he had just done.

"I'm so sorry, man.  I don't know what came over me.  Oh man, please, forgive me."

"Are you fucking kidding me?  That was pretty cool using your slutty throat as my urinal.  Nothing to be sorry for.  And by the way, pig, my name is Perry, but most of my friends call me P.  See you around."

While Marco and P were getting it on in the shower, they didn't notice Max slip in and out.  Sure, Max was going to take a shower, too, before dinner, but seeing Marco swallow another man's piss freaked him out. So he backed out of the shower room quietly, and sat back down in the chair, in his towel, waiting to confront his new roommate about what he'd just witnessed.