Piss Boy

The weeks went by since Marco plotted his revenge against Max. Max began his cock imprisonment a changed man, at first taking on a more humble demeanor but by Halloween, he was begging Marco for mercy. Marco was still very angry with Max and no intention to set him free. The tension in their living arrangement was so thick you can cut it with a knife.  When it came to matters concerning Max, he had no compassion. Who could blame him? What Max did was unforgivable. 

Soon, it would be Thanksgiving. Timothy and Marco poured themselves into their studies and confessed their love for each other over daily phone calls, sometimes stroking off with each other over FaceTime. They longed for the day they could physically be together. 

When Marco arrived home for the big American holiday, his parents were still at work. Given his parents had  no immediate family here, Thanksgiving was never a big deal for them. However, Marco and his parents were invited to Timothy’s house. After all, their sons were in love and they all thought it would be wonderful to show their support. Of course, Marco had memories of the summer when his own father and Timothy’s father were fucking him and using his mouth regularly.  The idea that all these Alpha men would be sharing a meal at the sane table excited him.

Timothy saw Marco’s car pull into the driveway from his house across the street. He rang Marco and told him to come over right away. His mom was still working and his dad was out running errands. The two would have some time alone. 

Marco took a quick shower and douche as he wanted to be fresh and ready for his lover. Marco ran across the road straight into the arms of his man. In the doorway, they embraced and kissed. It looked like a scene straight out of a movie when two people in love reunite after so much time apart. 

Timothy was barely clothed to great his boyfriend. With just a wifebeater and black boxer briefs, he was looking fine. Let’s not forget all those high school years of sports and all that time at the gym. He was buff and proud to show his body off. Unlike Marco, who was hairy from head to toe, a gene passed down from his parents Itailian heritage, Timothy was naturally smooth. Sure, dark tufts of thick hair grew under his armpits, and an ample bush, which was always neatly trimmed, but other than that, he was as smooth as a porpoise.  Their bodies contrasted perfectly; it was part of their sexual chemistry.

Timothy escorted Marco into his bedroom. Before you knew it, Marco was stripped of his clothes, down to the special black Gym jockstrap he wore to show off a perfectly framed ass. Timothy could never get enough of it. The two were heavily making out and groping each other’s bodies. 

“I’ve been drinking bottles of water all day just for you. I know how much of a piss pig you are. If I don’t piss soon my bladder is gonna burst, bro!”

”Hell yeah, I was dreaming out your pissing all over me this morning. Please, my love, I need it so badly.”

Marco dropped down to his knees on Timothy’s bedroom floor. Timothy had laid out some towels earlier knowing water sports would be part of their lovemaking. Like the greedy pig he’d become, he eagerly opened his mouth, stuck out his pink tongue, and stared right into the slit of Timothy’s cock in anticipation of what was to come pouring out of it momentarily.  When the first stream hit his tongue, Marco’s cock grew to full mast on his underwear. At first Marco let the hot yellow liquid hit his tongue and splash all over his face. Then when he encased Timothy’s flowing dick in his mouth and got a full taste of his lover’s waste, his dick began to emit pre-cum, the smell, the heavy flow, he was becoming more excited and turned on by the second. Timothy pulled out and aimed his cock right at the center of Marco’s hairy chest, and let it rip. Marco began moaning as he used his fingertips to wash himself, covering his body with Timothy’s fluid, until the flow began to wane. Marco took that cock back into his mouth and pulled his cock out of his briefs and stroked himself until he shot a massive load, some landing on Timothy’s ankles and feet!

”You should clean that up, pig”, Timothy’s dad blurted out. Turns out he returned home from running errands and heard the boys from Timothy’s bedroom. They hadn’t even noticed him standing in the open door. 

“Oh, hi Dad. I didn’t realize you were there. I’m sorry. Thought you’d be out a little longer.”

”You’re  two horny young men, I fully expected to come home to this. Boys will be boys. Not a problem, but I’d like to see Marco eat his cum off your feet. That would be hot, and then if you don’t mind, I haven’t taken a leak all day and could use that mouth. Your mother doesn’t get into this kind of fun.”

”Sure Dad. Marco, are you cool?”

Marco didn’t even bother with a verbal answer. He bent down low to lick his cum from Timothy’s toes and licked his ankles clean. He looked at Timothy’s dad as he was doing so, watching as the older man began to palm his cock. 

When Marco had finished, he was back on his knees as a signal he was ready for a second golden shower. Timothy’s dad yanked his jeans down and Marco placed that flaccid cock into his hands as the first spurts emerged and landed right into his mouth. This piss was darker in color, more pungent in taste…a man’s man urine. Marco could taste and smell the Alpha content and he began to sprout another woodie! Marco once again luxuriated in the piss landing on him and in him and he fired off another round of jizz, having to lick it clean again, only this time from Timothy’s dad’s feet. 

“Come on, boy. Open your mouth. I’ve missed that mouth so much. Honestly, no woman has ever sucked me off like you can. You don’t mind, do you Timothy? You let your old man use your boyfriend’s mouth? You always did like to share, even when you were little.”

Marco opened his mouth and soon recalled that eight and a half inch and thick man meat. It filled his mouth and throat as it grew firmer. With a hand on each side of his face, Marco’s skull was being pounded, bull balls slapping his chin. 

“Timothy, you’re a lucky man. This fag has such a gifted mouth. He’s a natural born cocksucker. Ahhh yeah, fuck,  your mouth feels so fantastic on my cock. Fuck yeah, I’m gonna fill that mouth up. Come on, stay with me, boy. I’m getting close. Ohhh fuck yeah, fuck, here it comes, AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH, FUUUCCKK!”  Timothy’s dad ‘s entire hand wrapped around the top of Marco’s head as he pushed it firmly all the way down as his cum splattered the insides of Marco’s gullet. 

“Oh fuck! I needed that. Thanks boys. Not a word to your mother, Timmy!”

When his dad left the room they both laughed at the interruption.

”My dad gets carried away sometimes. Sorry about that.”

”No need to be sorry, Timothy. I’m always happy to be of service. And I’m happy he likes me! Now, where were we?”

Marco pulled Timothy closer to him by grasping the waistband of his Calvin’s and the slid them down to his ankles. He saw that dangling cock that had just covered him in a bath of piss and began to kiss it, to admire it and worship it as it grew magically to his touch. Marco loved and adored Timothy’s cock most of all, and he showed his appreciation and admiration as he made love to it. 

“Marco, I need that ass. Come on, let me fuck that sweet hole.”

Marco climbed onto the bed and presented his ass, up on his knees, back arched. Timothy spread those cheeks and darted his tongue inside. He used his mouth to get Marco’s hole relaxed and wet. He put a finger inside to work it open, then stood upright and placed the head of his cock at the quivering ring and pressed inside. Marco screamed, “oohhh fuck, that cock is so big. I love it!”

”I know you do. I’m gonna fill that hot ass of yours with my babies. Make you think about me for the rest of the day and night. Oh baby, I’ve missed this fine hole. Ohhh fuck!” Timothy pounded away at Marco’s hole until he shot off. Then they cuddled with Marco resting his head on Timothy’s chest. They confessed their undying love for one another in the afterglow of orgasm. 

Marco heard his phone chirp. It was his mom. She was anxious to see him. He smelled so badly from two golden showers so he excused himself and showered in Timothy’s bathroom before heading home.

”come back tonight, there’s more waiting for you my love.”