Chicago—May, 2022

The next day was the piss party.  It had been awhile since I had attended one.  Not just the lockdown had kept me away.  My frequent trips to Toronto to play at Fukd had often been on the same weekend as the piss gathering.  I was excited to return.  I could do with getting wet again. 

It’s an afternoon start time and there was a ton of traffic on the drive north to the bar where it is held.  I had been chugging my water and tea.  I just needed to time it so I was ready to piss when I got there—but not when I was stuck behind a slow moving vehicle on Clark Street…

I am in the door and haven’t pissed myself.  In the main bar I’m asked for my driver’s license and vaccination card.  Did it say that on the confirmation letter?  I have them, but they are locked out in my car.  I remember just in time there is a picture of both on my phone. I proceed to the back bar and go in.  The party started 20 minutes ago.  It’s longer than usual since it is IML—I am pretty sure I can’t do six hours of piss play.  I strip down and hand my bag to the Coat Check Otter.  We embrace—but I know he will be too busy to play.

I make my way into the crowd.  I need to find someone who wants piss. There are two men in the inflatable pool.  I pull my cock out of my filthy Fukd jock. The guy’s mouths open like it is feeding time in the nest.  I send a strong stream to one and then the other.  I finish with splashing hot piss on both their cocks.  I love that they kiss each other and share my piss between them.

I see my friends who live in both Chicago and Palm Springs.  I go to chat with them.  In moments, the more bottom pig is on his knees, sucking my cock.  I am fresh out of piss.  Well, at first.  Finally I can feed him.  Not much, but I give him a couple of short blasts.

He stands up.  “Would you fuck me?”  He leans on a bench that is near us.  I go to my knees and eat out his hole.  I stand and send a couple of piss blasts onto it.  I go back to my knees and lick it up—forcing some inside him.  I stand and I enter him.  Slowly.  His partner watches as the length of my dick slowly disappears.  As I start the fuck stroke, the partner begins to piss on my dick.  I love the sloppy sound of my fuck—as I pump some of the liquid into the ass I’m reaming out.

Finally, I stop.  I kneel and clean up his crack.  The partner now gives me everything he’s got in his bladder.  I drink as much as I can.  When his stream runs dry, I stand.  We have a three-way kiss as I yellow-ball some of what I’ve kept in my mouth to both of them…

*

I fuck ass.  Lots of it.  Good wet ass.  Sometimes with others pissing on it.  More often not. 

A Cub I recognize from here introduces me to his new partner.  I love that they are both here.  And the new partner seems to really like watching me fuck his man.  We like it, too.  So much I do him a couple of more times during the party.  I love the feel of his ass.  And the skills he uses to squeeze me occasionally.  The new partner watches, a little wide eyed at how much cock is going into his guy, as I plow…

*

“Hey, you’re FelchingPisser right?”

I nod.

The guy is tall.  Taller than me.  And younger by a good ten to fifteen years.

“We’ve been talking on AssPig.  Fuck me?”

I bend him over, piss on his crack and eat his ass.  It’s a muscle butt—hard as granite.  With just enough hair in the crack to excite me even more.  I stand up and slide in.  He takes me, hungrily. 

“Fuck me, man.  Piss fuck me if you want.”

I tell him I’m pretty well drained right now—and I want to piss fuck when I have more than a couple of spurts.  He agrees and begins to groan—reveling in the long dicking I am giving him.  The moment I pull out, he spins around to clean my cock.  I promise I will be back when I have a full bladder…

*

I sit on the bench built against the side wall.  A man comes over and asks to suck me.  I nod.  He has the largest nipples I have ever seen.  Huge.  He kneels and swallows half of me down.  My hands find his nipples.  I twist them.  It’s his cue to deep throat me.  And he does.  It is so fucking tight in his throat.  I let go of his nipples and he comes up for air.  We do it again—halfway down, twist and deep throat.  It’s wild.  It almost hurts his throat is so constricted around my cock—but I like it.  We keep it up for a long time…halfway, twist, deep throat dick clamp…

*

I wander.  I piss a little on the balls of a guy getting a blow job.

I eat a wet and fucked ass or two.

I find a furry Otter and a hot guy in Andrew Christian backless underwear fucking.  Both are half my age.  The Otter is bent over and letting the AC clad young man fuck him.  I watch for a moment.

“Want his ass?” asks AC.

“Sure.”

He pulls out.  I surprise him by cleaning his cock.  I spit the slime on the Otter’s furry butt crack.  Then I fuck it into him.  The Otter squeals—and is covered in piss by AC.  When I pull out, AC fucks him again.  I stand behind AC and hose down his ass crack.  There is not a hair on him—the contrast between the two men is fabulous.  The moment I have no more piss, I begin tonguing his ass on his back stroke.  Soon, he just buries himself in the Otter and so I can truly eat his ass.  I lick up every drop.

AC pulls out of the Otter.  “Fuck me.”

I waste no time filling his ass with my wet cock.  He’s tight and very appreciative.  The Otter turns and strokes to our fucking. He manages a little piss that lands on AC’s bent over back.  I slap the wet ass and fuck him harder and harder…

*

I have been tanking up.  I find the Tall Guy from AssPig in the back corner.  “Ready for that piss fuck?”

He is.  He bends, holding onto the damp cinder block wall.  I rim.  I fuck.  I stand still and piss.  With my cock balls deep in his muscle butt.  I have to think hard to get the plumbing to go from fucking to piss.  But it works.  With barely losing any hardness I piss into his ass.  A never ending stream.  Tall Guy moans.  He can feel it.  Every drop.  “So heavy, man.  It feels great.”

Now, as the stream runs dry, I begin to fuck into this ass full of my piss.  Soon it is sloshing inside of him.  Some comes out on my backstroke.  A piggy bystander kneels and gets some of the backstroke splash on his face.  When I pull out, there is a mini waterfall that I quickly kneel and swallow.  I come up and kiss the Tall Guy, some piss from his ass going from my mouth to his…

*

I have been here close to four hours.  It’s time to breed and leave.  I look for the Tall Guy, but can’t find him.  Instead I see the cute young guy in the Andrew Christian underwear.

“Want a load?”

“Fuck, yes, Daddy.”

He bends over—ass on display.  I eat him out again.  He’s been busy since I opened his hole.  I stand, and enter him.  He is hard and stroking with each thrust I make.

“I want your cum…” he whispers.  “Make me yours…”

That does it.  I teeter on the brink for a moment—and then let him have blast after blast. 

I marinate in his ass for a long time.  Standing absolutely still.  Getting my breathing back to normal.

When I pull out, he turns and cleans my dick of the cum clinging to it.  He looks up at me, his eyes begging.  I can just manage a few spurts of piss to wash my cum down his throat…

The wet original is here:  From My Side of the Sling: IML Saturday: Piss Party Piss Fuck (felchingpisser.blogspot.com)  June 27. 2022