Piss Boy

Marco had a restless sleep. Sure, he wouldn’t deny he enjoyed swallowing Max’s piss and cum. Max had the cock the size of a tree trunk! It was everything he could ever dream of.

However, over the course of the summer, it became evident that Marco developed feelings for Timothy, his best friend since they were in pre-school. He spent the entire summer nursing his friend back to health, and nursing on his friend’s cock. Marco never imagined Timothy could ever feel the same way towards him. He was of the impression the sex they shared was purely transactional. And then, on that last day, Timothy drops a bomb about being in love with him. WTF!  

So, for two consecutive nights, Timothy was texting his newfound love, redeclaring his feelings, sexting…and nothing. Marco wasn’t sure how to respond. Did he tell Timothy about Max? Did he tell Timothy about what he’d already done in the shower? Does he ask Timothy for an open relationship? So many questions swirling around in his brain, without any true answers. 

Timothy went to a college 3 hours away from Marco. But he worried so much. He concluded the only reason Marco wasn’t responding was because something tragic must have happened to him. Out of concern, he decided to get in his truck and haul ass over to see Marco. He had to know. Even though the next day would be the first day of classes, he wouldn’t find peace until he knew if Marco was alright.  By the time he made the decision to make the trip, it was already almost 4am, he figured there would be no traffic, and he’d catch Marco early in the day.

Marco was startled to hear a loud rapping at the door of his college dorm so early in the morning. Max, an early riser, was already up, in his boxers, playing video games. His boxers did nothing to hide the anaconda swinging between his legs. In fact, his flaccid shaft fell between the left leg hole and rested a good 5 to 6 inches right against his upper thigh. 

Max asked, “Hey, who’s there? What the fuck man, it’s 6:30 in the morning!”

”I’m sorry, man. My name is Timothy and I’m here to see Marco. Is he okay? He’s not answering my texts.”

Marco sat straight up in bed overhearing this exchange. “Oh fuck!”, he screamed.

Max opened the door and invited Timothy inside. 

“He’s in there”, pointing to Marco’s bedroom. Timothy couldn’t help but notice Max’s cock dangling out of his boxers, but this didn’t distract him from marching over to Marco’s room.

”What are you doing here, Timothy? Why are you here?”

”I came to see you. You haven’t answered my texts or calls. I’ve been franticly worried about you. I thought maybe you were dead in a ditch or laid up in a hospital. I’m glad you’re okay, but what the fuck man, why you ghosting me!”

Timothy’s eyes started to water. He was so full of emotions to see Timothy in the flesh, knowing he drove 3 hours just to make sure he was alive. That was an action of love, and Marco felt so unworthy. 

“I’m so sorry”, Marco sobbed. “I don’t have an explanation. The last few days have been a whirlwind. I wasn’t sure how to process what you said . I wasn’t sure if you were for real. You always dated girls. I thought maybe once you got back to school, you’d go back to fucking pussy. But here you are, and I can’t believe it! Maybe you do love me for real? Maybe I’m not imagining it?”

Timothy jumped into Marco’s bed and gave him a big hug. 

“I’m just so happy to see you and also happy you’re okay. I don’t know what I would have done if anything would have happened to you.”

“Wait, hold that thought. Stay right here and I’ll be right back. I want to brush my teeth. My breath stinks!”

”I’m not going anywhere. Go ahead.”

Marco grabbed his toiletry bag and headed out to the shower room. He passed Max on the way out the door in their common room. Max heard everything and wasn’t too pleased his built in cocksucker was about to cut him off. He knew he needed to act quickly if he was gonna salvage this arrangement.

Max put down the video game and walked quickly to Marco’s bedroom. 

“Hi Timothy. I’m Max, Marco’s new roommate. I can see why you’d drive three hours just to get your dick sucked. Timothy is very gifted.”

Max grabbed his cock to accentuate his next point.

”I’ve never met anyone who could swallow this big thing. It’s really remarkable to see how my dick makes Marco’s neck bulge. Does that happen when he blows you? Anyway, was great to meet you. Gotta get ready for class. Later.”

Marco passed Max in the hallway on his way back to their dorm room. Max had a wicked smile on his face. Marco would soon learn why.

”Looks like you and your new roommate are getting on well, right Marco?” There was a definitive change of tone in Timothy’s voice. “Max introduced himself. He told me you give great head. How could you?”

“Timothy, like I said, I didn’t know you were serious. I just wasn’t thinking. He dangled that cock in front of my face. What was I gonna do? Come on, I’m so sorry, you know I love you.”

It seemed the more Marco spoke the deeper the hole he was digging for himself. 

“I think I should go now. I’m glad you’re okay. I gotta go, I can’t look at you right now.”

Timothy got up and left Marco there, in his briefs, in his bedroom, and slammed the door. 

Marco tried to call Timothy back, texting and calling, and now it was his turn to be ghosted. He was furious with Max now. He was going to punch him he was so mad!

When Max returned in his towel still wet from his shower, he stopped into Marco’s room.

”Oh, did your boyfriend leave already?”

Marco jumped and pushed Max down to the floor. He began to punch Max in the jaw and the chest yelling down at him.

”You fucking asshole! What did you tell him? Why? You ruined my relationship you  fucker!”

Marco was in a fit of rage. He was clearly the larger man in this fight, but Max was quick and found a way to slither out of Marco’s grip and ran to the frame of the door.

”The truth is you’re a cocksucker. You can blame me all you want, but you’re the one who sucked my big dick! I set you free. You should be grateful, fucking whore!”

At Max’s age, any physical touch made him hard as a brick. His cock was tenting big time in that towel wrapped around his waist. He stood there, arms spread to hoist himself in the doorway. He looked so sexy in that pose. The brown tufts of hair under his arm exposed, the light dusting of hair between his pecs, the happy trail leading to the towel that was doing nothing to hide his numerous inches.

Sensing Marco was staring at him, Max moved his hand south and let his towel drop to the floor, and then he spit in his hand and stroked his cock.

”What are you doing, Max? I hate you right now! You need to leave me alone!”

”You might hate me, I might be an asshole, but you love my big dick. There’s no denying it. I can see it in your eyes. As mad as you say you are with me, you’re really mad at yourself. Mad that you can’t resist my huge cock. It’s who you are. Don’t fight it. Get over here and take what you need. Come on, come put your mouth on this dick! If you don’t, you won’t ever get it again. But you will. I know you will.”

“Goddammit!” Marco yelled out loud. He knew he was beat. Max had his number. Marco had no willpower and would hate himself for it later. 

Marco kneeled before Max and opened his mouth wide allowing Max to slide his thickening cock right down his throat.

”Now that’s a good cocksucker. I knew you’d see I was right.”

Max patted the back of Marco’s head as he slowly rocked his hard shaft down Marco’s esophagus. 

Marco’s eyes began to tear up from the lack of oxygen. Max was pumping his dick now and continued to claim his prize.

”I couldn’t allow that boyfriend of yours to ruin a good thing.  No, I couldn’t do that. I had to tell him. It was the right thing to do. Look at how your mouth takes to my cock. Oh yeah, this is what it’s supposed to be. Fucking take my dick! I’m gonna give you this dick every day and every night. You’ll never even think about Timothy’s small dick ever again. You’ll see!”

Max became increasingly more aggressive as he fucked Marco’s mouth, eventually, emptying his morning load into it.  Max wiped his cock on Marco’s beard. Smearing it with steaks of white cum, there was just so much Marco couldn’t swallow it all down. 

“I’m not done with you. I gotta take a piss. Open that potty mouth for me. Stick out that tongue.”

Max splashed his piss into Marco’s open mouth like he was playing a carnival game. The stream flowed right down the center of his mouth perfectly. Marco eventually closed his mouth around Max’s flowing penis and gurgled and swallowed in regular intervals. The taste was especially tart on this morning. Marco loved the way it felt swishing around his mouth, awakening his taste buds. His mind migrating away from his anger and focused on the present.

When Max completed his piss, they realized Timothy was standing behind them, he’d been watching for the last few minutes in silence. 

“I had to see it for myself to believe it! I’m not even gone 10 minutes and already you’re guzzling on his cock! Fuck you!”

”No. wait…”