DogBonez4Me

Prefer drinking from tap to getting pissed on... Could I for hours? Hmm, haven't been in a situation yet where man after man was pissing down my throat. Willing to though.

Exactly!  Just like cum.  "In me.  Not on me." 

And while I love cum, I think piss kicks cum's as in a couple of ways.  How?

For those poor souls who are strictly cum hungry pigs (as opposed to being a cum hungry pig AND a piss thirsty pig):

"Yeah, I wanna swallow your load.  Give me those two tablespoons worth of cum."    They can probably count on not much more than a shot glass from a hookup.

A pee-shy newb feeding for the frst time will deliver more than that in one of his "starter squirts. (But in most cases, you're not with a dystarter)  

A golden-gusher-guzzler can count on many steadily flowing ounces each time a piss top shoots his load over the course of the hookup.

When a guy drops a cum load, it often means the fun is either done for the night, or they may need some time to recharge. To recharge a piss top, you just means a quick trip to the fridge to get him another beer, or bottle of water.  (Or if you're lucky enough where you're both versatile pissers, you can recycle it back and forth.) But ultimately, the sex doesn't go on intermission between feedings. You're right back on his cock after you handed him his  cold one to brew your warm one. 

And as far as the "versatile" situation?  That pee-shy frst-time feeder is me, EVERY time. I am THE pee-shyest piss pig you could ever meet.  I actually managed to deliver a decent flow to my ex one time. That was it.  Which worked out perfectly because , as much as he wanted to try it, and the number of times we TRIED to "try it", that one time I managed to givee it to him, he was about as good at "taking it", as I usually was at giving it.  "Roles:  Defined!" 

And I especially love it if a guy has "turbo bladder" and can push it out.  Cuz one thing I managed to figure out is long enough to get past your epiglottis, you don't have to drink...or gulp, or worry about choking.  At that point, the flap is pushed back to the "breathing position", as if you had your mouth closed and was breathing thru your nose.  And the added effect for them (especially the first time since they don't know what's happening, is they can't tell if they're still pissing or not. Like my ex would say, "when you're taking a piss, you're seeing it, hearing it, feeling it flow, etc. One second they're firing full blast, and you're gulpin' & guzzlin', and a second after that, all you're doing is looking up at him with a smile around the base of his cock. 

Mind-blowing for him when he figures it out.  Turnon for you, because at this point, you really are...a urinal.  On your knees, mostly still, while a guy empties his bladder into the piss receptacle although a little further inside the porcelain that usual.)  Granted, that all transpired in about 8 to 10  seconds.  (Not nearly the eternity I make it out to be.) Cuz you wanna show them they're still pissing when you back off and start chugging again.  Hopefully, that last gulp of piss will have bit of acm taste to it, as a chaser starts.

Anyway, that pretty much describes what happened with the first guy I was able to do it with, who wasn't my partner.  (But i gotta run, so that story will cum later.   

That's when I was on Manhunt as:

The Dorchester Pissbilly

Listen to a story bout a cumNpiss pig

Loved sucking cock be they small medium or big

Then one day he was suckin’ a hot rod

When out came some pee and it made him really hard

Erect that is. Fuckin’ hard. Like a diamond.

Well, the next thing you know ol’ pig’s a thirsty boy

Cum folks said “Boy go pursue your joy”

Guzzlin’ streamers is the way U oughta be

So he changed his profile here as a way to get some pee.

Piss that is.  Liquid gold.  Pig’s tea.

When I was younger, it didn't matter.  As long as I was gettting cock, I was having fun.

But somewhere in my 30's, my passtion became cocksucking. i had no problem spending an hour on my knees, not even taking my clothes off, and doing anything and everything I could do I could think of. with my mouth, tongue,throat, lips...  Here's one of my old Manhunt ads.

Dedicated cock worshipper here.  I've got a motivated mouth, a talented tongue, and an ultra-deep throat.  I love sucking cock more than most guys like getting sucked.  Whether you're looking for a quick "blow & go" or a nice long shaft slurpin' & knob polishing, both work for me. All I ask in return is the reward that cums from a job well done...and a pillow for my knees. Ever have a cocksucker lick your nuts while your bone was buried to the base in his throat?  “Yeah.  We got that!”  :->   If you're interested...

Plus, there's no "prep work" for a blowjob.  If someone happens to call you out of the blue for a blowjob, you can be out the door as soon as you hang up the phone.  Not so with The Big Bang.  Because the line states in a poem I wrote:

Cuz I don't leave the house unless I dispense Poland Spring! 

Happy Friday, Pervs.  New account but not new to the site.  (Couldn't remember password, and think the email acct tied to it is my former ISP.  "When it rains, it pours."  Even then, Mother Nature  only gives you the clear stuff (that bitch!).  I think she's still pissed about that whole "Chiffon" affair back in the 70's/  But I digress...in case you hadn't noticed.)

Back to the Topc at hand.  I think it might be easier to count my straight relatives at this point. 

Besides me, I have a gay brother and a gay sister (3 out of 5 kids, in order of M-het, M-het*, M-gay, F-gay, Me-gay).  My nephew (son of 2nd oldest) , who we pretty much suspected, actually came out after a few drinks at my niece's wedding reception (daughter of oldest bro).   He was  about 26 at the time.  I happened to be away from the table when it occurred. It was actually facilitated by from my sister's partner/wife of  about 22 years (at the time).  (Yep, lesbians do next for life.  They've been together since '86.  Married since about 2005.)  Then again, Carol is ex Naval Reserves Captain.  It went something like, "So Mike, you got a girlfriend?"  Nope.  "Are ya gay?"  Yep.   "Cool.  Let's drink to that."  When I finaly made it back to the table, one of them said "We just confirmed what we already knew.  Mike's gay.  (Again, non shock.) But he was pretty happy, since he already knew his father's family was just littered with homos. 

I also have two gay cousins, one of whom is a Priest.  Yeah, that one came as a real non-shock, since we all knew he was gay long before leaving for the Semen-ary.  I fooled around with a couple of other cousins when we were younger, but it was only a couple of times.  They both did the wife & kid thing. 

As for the asterisk on the 2nd oldest brother (gay nephew's father), I sucked him off a bunch of times before he was married.  He's about 9 years older than me.   He was the black sheep of the family.  His best bud was Budweiser or anything like it.   He was always getting kicked out of the house for being a bum, losing jobs, stealig from my Mom, etc 

During those times, if he couldn’t find a place to crash,  at one of that night’s drinking buddies’, he’d come home after the bar closed, drunk of course, and sneak into the basement to sleep on the couch we had down there. Since my bedroom window was right next to the bulkhead door, I’d usually hear him stumbling in.   I’d already fantasied about sucking him off. But I wasn’t sure if he’d even get hard being so drunk.  I figured if he woke up and told me to fuck off, he’d be too drunk to do anything about it right then.  And hopefully he might not remember the next day. When I finally decided I was gonna go for it, I waited about a half-hour to be sure he’d be asleep. 

I snuck down there and started playing with his cock.(Loose jeans, no belt, no underwear) It was a decent size even soft.  Kind of spongy feeling to it.  Surprisingly, it was only a minute or two when it started to get hard. And at the same time, I felt him move, and I knew he was awake.  And all he said was, “If you’re gonna suck it, get to it.”  And I did.  It only took him about 3 minutes before he shot a decent sized load in my mouth. I swallowed and kept his cock in my mouth, not moving, but just kinda enjoying the fact that it was still there.  I knew he was done when he just rolled away from me, facing the back of the couch and pulled his blanket over him.  (Skipping over all the “thoughts” after I got back to bed, etc)

Anyway, that happened just about every time he slept in the basement.  By then, he knew to expect me. (I eventually figured out why he had no problem with it.  Being the drunk that he was, even if a chick might have been interested in hooking up, it wasn’t gonna happen till closing time.  And by that time, he was too hammered to interest them. Any offer to take him home meant they’d drop him off at our house, since we were only about 8 blocks from his favorite bar.)

When winter came and it was too cold to sleep in the basement, I told him to just knock on my bedroom window, and I’d let him climb in and sleep on my bedroom floor…provided he paid his rent first.  LOL  I used  to  joke that he paid his rent,  COD “(Cum On Delivery”) of said bedroom floor.

What was the question again?  Something about people caling there’s no “gay gene”?  Yeah, just cuz you haven’t found it, doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist 

Anyway, that’s my (much longer than I planned on) story, and since it's all true, I’m stickin’ to it!

Again, "Happy Friday, Pervs!"