The first time I drank piss, I realized I did it because of the way it felt. There I was on my knees in front of a Man and taking his cock in my mouth for the purpose of drinking his piss. I knew once I had the first taste of his piss, I would forever have crossed a line. I was no longer going to be some sort of "straight-acting gay man," I was going to be a faggot. AND I was not there because I was being forced to. I was there drinking his piss because I chose to. I wanted the freedom of being a faggot. I knew from that moment on I would always be a submissive faggot, and it was a choice I was willingly taking.
I have learned that there are ways to make it taste better, like drinking diet drinks, where the sweetness passes through. Drinking lots of fluids waters down his piss. Later in the day is better than the first piss of the morning. Eating pineapple seems to make piss and cum taste sweeter
It doesn't matter how he chooses to give me his piss. It is a gift.
I have not yet engaged in public piss drinking, but I long to do that. Maybe also being forced to lick a urinal?
