17 Under the Sea (NSFW)

"Time to release the kraken." Brad cracked a joke.

"Yup. Hahaha." I laughed nervously.

I carefully pulled off my swim trunks in front of Brad, who was crouching down facing my crotch. Being intensely aroused, my dick was already erect, pointing upwards.

With my hand, I aimed my dick towards Brad and started to relieve myself.

A golden stream of piss was directed onto his face, and it splashed into his open mouth. I watched intently as his mouth was filled to the brim with my warm piss, the excess running down his chin. I moved my penis and aimed the parabola higher, making the piss splash all over his hot face, wetting his eyes and beard. Brad swallowed it and opened his mouth again, being a mere toilet for me to piss on.

I continued to pee all over his body as he rubbed the liquid on his chest, savoring every drop of the golden fluid coming out of my dick.

This is hot, I thought, seeing Brad drinking my piss.

He looked up with a desperate face and a mouthful of urine. It looked humiliating and degrading in a way, having my boyfriend drink the waste that came out of my body, which made me harder and more erect that ever. It felt thrilling to share this private moment with him.

As the peeing started to stop, Brad gurgled the piss and swallowed again.

"That was so hot." I looked down at Brad.

"I know, right? My turn."

Eager to taste his pee, I kneeled down in front of him and waited patiently. Brad took his cock out and shot a jet of clear piss onto my face. The warm fluid washed my face like a shower, dripping down my neck and body into the ocean.

I obediently opened my mouth to drink up his delicious piss, relishing in the golden shower. His pee tasted a bit salty and warm. I rotated my head so that Brad's piss could reach the top and back of my head, as it dripped down my cheek.

"I'm so thirsty for more," I begged.

"Drink up then." He said it with an almost mocking tone.

I looked up again and watched the urine flow out of his gorgeous cock. It weirdly felt like showering, but for some gross reason I really, really enjoyed the 'water' splashing all over my body.

Brad's piss was so personal, that no one would know how it tasted like except for me. I was basically his urinal, soaking up all of Brad's juice, playing in it like a child playing with a garden sprinkler. It almost made me sad thinking about how much piss he wasted on toilets every day when he could wash me in it.

"We should do this more often." I blurted out.

"You like it that much?"

"You're a great faucet."

"Well, this faucet's running out of water." He mentioned as the stream of pee became a lot weaker. I washed my face again with the last bit of warm liquid.

"I swear I could fuck your face right now." He sounded awestruck.

"Go ahead then." I inched in closer to his erect dick.

"Oh shit."

Brad suddenly pointed at something behind me.

In the distance, I noticed a lone man standing on the shore with his back turned to us from afar.

"Oh God. I think he might have seen us." I panicked.

"Don't worry," Brad reassured me. "Let's just leave now."

As we walked towards the shore onto the beach, we saw that the man was Japanese. Wearing no more than a black tank top and swim trunks, he was kind of muscular. Brad stopped walking and looked curiously at him.

The hunky Japanese man approached us.

"Hey Brad. I thought I saw you out there." He spoke in perfect English.

Confused, I peered at Brad who looked just as surprised as I was.

"What are you doing here?" Brad questioned.

"I live nearby, don't you remember?" The man answered, pointing towards a distant cabin along the shore. "About time you came to visit me. And that's your boyfriend now, I suppose?" He turned to eye me.

"He is." Brad replied with a toothy smile. "It's great to see you again."

Brad then faced me.

"Ped, this is my ex-boyfriend, Kaito Masaki."