Piss Boy

After Marco’s foursome with his boyfriend,  Timothy, and Timothy’s roommates, Andre and Erik, there was plenty more sex over the next couple of days. Erik only participated the first time. After that he spent the rest of the weekend with his girlfriend working hard to convince himself of his heterosexuality. 

Andre, now out of the closet and no longer a virgin, did participate once more with the two lovers. He found himself the meat between the bread, stuffing Marco while being stuffed in a variety of positions. 

But the two lovebirds found plenty of time for themselves. Sunday morning before Marco had to leave for the drive back to campus, Timothy cuddled with Marco in bed, kissing his neck and filling him with the last of his seed. Afterwards, they showered and Timothy happily pissed all over his boyfriend. The golden shower was exactly what Marco needed before breakfast and sitting in his car for several hours. He luxuriated in the splashes of hot urine landing on his skin, his taste buds heightened by the pungent taste and his nose filled with the foulest odor. Yes, Marco turned into quite the piss pig over the summer and now into the beginning of the Fall. Just one small taste on a whim has taken him on the journey to serve as a human urinal. 

After breakfast, Marco and Timothy hugged and kissed realizing they would not be seeing one another until Thanksgiving. As difficult as that would be, they knew their reunion would be special. 

When Marco finally arrived back to his dorm later that afternoon, he thought maybe Max would be out and about on this fine autumn day. But not to be. It appeared to Marco that Max had been pacing in front of the television, impatiently awaiting for his arrival. 

He placed his gym  bag on the floor and asked,

”Hey, Max, are you okay?”

”Yeah, I’m fucking okay. I haven’t cum since you left man. What took you so long? I need to get off!”

”You mean you didn’t even beat off while I was gone? Why are you waiting for me? There’s other fish in the sea. You know I’m taken.”

“Are you serious right now? You know you almost got expelled and I saved your ass. You’re gonna graduate ‘cause of me. I won’t let you forget it!”

”Shit, you’re right, Max. I’m sorry. I should be more grateful. What can I do to help you?”

”You can start by sucking my dick. I bet you had plenty of practice over the weekend.”

Marco didn’t confirm or deny it. But yes, he had lots of dick in his mouth the entire weekend. 

Marco sat on the chair in their common room and Max stood in front of him. He pulled his shorts completely off and planted his feet at just the right spot so Marco’s head was at the perfect height for his raging boner. 

Marco opened wide. While he did suck lots of cock over the weekend not one of those young men could match his length or girth. Max placed his hand on Marco’s head, grabbing onto his thick black Italian locks and began a slow plunge, each inch exploring and invading places in Marco’s orifice not touched since before the weekend. 

Marco was becoming an expert cocksucker. Lord knows he’s had enough dick for a lifetime on his 20 years of life, especially since this summer. Marco didn’t miss a beat as Max pummeled away at his open mouth, jaw almost unhinged to accommodate this one-eyed monster. He slobbered all over himself and the carpet gasping for air at some points, but never quitting. His eyes were watering so badly he could no longer keep them open. Max was learning to use his roommate’s throat like a pussy. He might only be 18 years old, but he was an old pro at hurling insults you’d likely hear from an older person’s mouth. 

“Oh yeah, fucking faggot. Let me feel you choke on my dick. You love my big dick don’t you, fucker. Your boyfriend wishes he had a dick as big as mine. What would he say if he saw you right now worshipping my dick? Fuck yeah, stay with me cocksucker. Fuck yeah! Oh fuck!”

Marco knew Max was talking but had tuned out what he was saying. His ears rang as Max gripped each side of his head and plunged all the way down until his teen balls were flush against his face. 

Max stepped away only for a moment to grab his phone. Max didn’t even notice as he gasped for air, his windpipe sucking in as much oxygen as possible. 

“Come on then, open that pie hole, bitch!”

Marco didn’t even notice Max began snapping pictures and shooting a short video. He was too busy saving himself from choking on the dick being forced down his throat. When Max got the footage he needed he once again pushed his cock between Marco’s luscious lips. 

“Let me see that ass! Get on your knees and spread your cheeks, faggot!”

Marco was caught off-guard. Max wasn’t usually into fucking his ass, but he was in no position to refuse. He brought his knees up to the chair, leaned over the back, reached behind him and spread his hairy hole. It had tightened back up from Timothy’s breeding that morning. 

Max spit into Marco’s hole and then into his palm and began to coat his cock with his saliva. Marco was concerned that a little spit wouldn’t be enough lubrication for a ten inch dick. He spit into his own hand and tried to get some additional wetness back there before  Max owned his hole. 

Max lined up his cock to Marco’s twitching asshole and pushed the head inside. Marco yowled into the back of the chair, biting his wrist as Max forced more inches inside him. Max had been fucked at least a half dozen times in just a couple of days but even that was no match for what Max was packing between his legs. For his age and size, Max had a third leg and wasn’t afraid to use it. 

“Feel my big dick in your ass, fag. You like that, don’t you? You like my big dick destroying your pussy? When I’m done fucking you, you won’t be sitting right for days. Gonna tear your pussy up, bitch!”

Max was becoming more aggressive and he began to smack Marco’s bubble butt. Each slap had Marc/lo’s cheeks giggling around Max’s cock.

”Oh fuck, this feels so good. Look at that fat ass taking my fucking cock! Fucking pussy boy. I should call you that from now on. You’re my pussy boy, aren’t you fucking faggot. Say it, tell me you’re my pussy boy!”

Marco had a hard time forming words. He was being fucked silly and he mumbled, “mmmmm hmmph pussy hmmmmphh boy!”

A hard slap to the ass, “I can’t hear you, faggot. Say it again so I can hear you!”

”I’M YOUR PUSSY BOY!”, Marco shouted. Probably everyone on the floor of that dormitory heard him say it. 

“That’s right. Say it again. Say it like you mean it!”

”I’m your pussy boy!”

”Say you like my big dick in your ass!”

”I like your big dick in my ass!”

”Say you like me breeding your pussy!”

”I like you breeding my pussy!”

Marco could feel Max grow even harder inside him now while they are playing this little game of Simon Says. 

“Say you want me to cum in your pussy!”

”I want you to cum in my pussy!”

”Say I need you to fill my pussy with your cum!”

”i need you to fill my pussy without cum!”

“Beg me for it, faggot. Show me how much you want my nut in your pussy!”

”Please Max. Give me your nut. Feed my pussy. Take my pussy, Max. Fuck me! Breed me! Oh fuck, please!”

The more Marco begged the harder Max banged him.

”Oh yeah. You ready, faggot? I’m gonna fucking fill that pussy now. That’s what you want right? You want me to breed that nasty hole of yours? How many loads are in that slutty ass, faggot? Well, here comes another one, ohhhhh fuuuuckkk, oohhhhhb fuck, oh yeah! Oh man!”

Max collapsed onto Marco’s back. His legs gave out from the strength of that wild climax. Marco could feel his hole twitching with every burst of Max’s essence, his heart was beating wildly. Max  couldn’t move for several minutes. His wet skin formed a tight seal onto Marco’s back. When he finally was able to peel himself off, his dick, still somewhat hard enough to remain inside began to fill Marco’s belly with an after orgasm piss. Marco felt the warm liquid building inside him. Marco hadn’t taken a piss enema in some time and had forgotten how satisfying this can be for him. He was accustomed to swallowing piss down his throat, not swallowing it into his colon.

Max had relieved himself and pulled his cock out sending a combination of piss and cum down Marco’s taint.

”Go on, take a shower and then we can grab dinner.”

Max’s entire demeanor seemed to change, acting as if the two were besties instead of a couple of fucking roommates. Max could be charming when he wanted to be. 

Max grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist and walked down to the showers hoping to keep any piss from spraying out of his hole.

While Marco was pushing the piss and cum down the shower drain and washing himself, Max was up to no good. He found Marco’s phone and was able to figure out Marco’s easy password (birthdate) and found Timothy’s number. He sent a few of the better pics to Timothy along with the video. 

Along with that, “in case you wondered if your boyfriend is missing you…sending along these pics. Hope you enjoy them!”

When Marco returned from the shower squeaky clean he put on some clothes and the two went down to the cafeteria. Marco left his phone behind not seeing any of the many texts Timothy had sent and not able to hear the messages left in his voicemail.