My Past Experiences - 3. The Phone Connectiion

Continued from My Past Experiences - 2. The After Bar Encounter:

It’s now almost 10 years since the encounter in chapter 2. I had started to lose hope of finding anyone to have piss play with ever again, although, I fantasized about it a lot! I had gone to an adult book store, and I bought some “reading material” there. Inside one of the magazines, there was an ad that I noticed almost right away! It was for a phone line, where you could hear messages of other guys that were into fetishes… Liking both feet AND piss play, I thought “Hmmmm… Should I?”. I actually agonized over it for several days. After all, it was a 900 number, and I was at a point in time when I had to watch my pennies. I eventually figured “why not”, and called. I set up my account, recorded a message of what I was “into”, and then listened to some other messages from guys, and what all they liked. I wasn’t really thrilled with what I listened to, no one seemed to be into what I was into. So, I ended my call.

About 2 weeks later, I tried again. When I called, I had a message in my inbox! I listened to it, my heart pounding through my chest! It was from a guy who lived not too far away, about 30 mins., who heard my message, and he said he also liked piss. He left a name and number to contact him. We’ll call him “Roy”. I was flabbergasted!!! I was kind of the shy type! How in the world do I make this call? What if it was a wrong number? What if it wasn’t? What to do! After agonizing for about an hour, I dialed the phone. It rang… Great… an answering machine… I hung up. I called again in about 15 minutes. I got the machine again, but, this time I left a message. I explained that this name and number was left as a message on a service line, and if he wanted to, he could call me back. When I hung up, I was even more frustrated, yet more excited than before! About 9pm that evening, the phone rang. I looked at the caller ID, and it said “Roy *****”! I very nervously answered. It indeed was Roy, and he knew exactly what I had called about. Thank God he wasn’t as nervous as I was about the whole thing! In fact, he was very understanding! He explained that he was into piss, but, very seldom got to play. After about 45 minutes of talking, we agreed to meet at a bar/restaurant near his house early the next week one evening.

As I got ready to meet Roy, I was TERRIBLY nervous!!! I drove over to the restaurant, both excited and scared at the same time! Would I be attracted to him? Would he be attracted to me? Is this whole thing some kind of scam? Is he going to beat me up? All this and more I thought as I was driving… Finally, I got there. I went inside, actually shivering over the whole thing! I looked around the bar area quickly. There were 2 couples, 2 single girls each by themselves, and 1 guy by himself. The guy looked pretty much as Roy described himself to be. As I approached, he saw me, and a puzzled smile came across his face. I asked if he was Roy, to which he replied yes. I said it was good to meet him, especially since he looked JUST as he had described himself. We talked for a little while at the bar, and then I was wondering if maybe he was having second thoughts… I asked him if he was disappointed, having now met me face to face… to which he replied by saying" Not at ALL!". Now I was really relieved, and even more excited!

We decided to leave and go back to his apartment. When we got in, he took my coat, and offered me a drink. We sat down on the couch and watched tv for a bit. Then, he turned to me and said “You want to watch some porn?”. I said ok. He asked what kind. He went on to explain that he had regular, and watersports porn. I, of course, requested the watersports porn! I had never seen any before! I only had my fantasies about it! He put one in. He said that it was called “What Hollywood Pissed Away”, and that it was a compilation of mainly old 8mm movies, most of which with a corny 70s porn soundtrack to them, although there were a few at the end with sound. As we sat there, I was both getting a boner, and a full bladder! He said he wanted me to piss my pants. I was kinda shocked at first, but, I watched as he did it. I followed soon after. I eventually asked if I could drink some of his. I said he wondered what I was waiting for! He whipped out his cock, and I knelt between his legs, and took it in my mouth. As he let go, he said to tap him if I needed him to hold up while I caught up, which turned out to be a cool tool to use! We both drank from each other for a while, stopping now and then to have more actual beverage to refill, or to kiss. We then started exchanging piss in kisses.

Needless to say at this point I was H O T for it!!!

He then suggested we go into his spare bedroom to play. We went in, stripped each other down, and had one hell of a wet and wonderful Sexcapade! Although that night was mainly oral sex, we got together SEVERAL times after, each time experimenting with other things one of us wanted to do… enema play, feet, poppers, etc. We got together many times over the course of about 2 years. Then, unfortunately, the company he worked for was relocating him to another state. Unfortunately we lost touch after that. But, I FINALLY got to live some of my fantasies, and tried some cool new stuff, too!

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Congrats, you had two fun-filled years. Ron, the first guy I was with quenched my thirst for about three years. I’ll never forget how he and I bonded. Due to meds he was taking it was difficult for him to have orgasms; but, he was always so energetic, excited and smiled from ear to ear when I would take him in my mouth and drink his piss over and over. It truly did make him happy.
Needless to say, I thoroughly enjoyed it. In fact, I started to prefer drinking from the tap than performing oral sex (since he couldn’t cum anyway).
FYI - We also had a code if I couldn’t drink his piss fast enough, he told me to gently pinch his leg. However, in three years I only had to do it once. I was always thirsty and eager to drain him.

I rarely had to use the code as well.

Yes, it’s amazing. Once you realize how much you love the taste you learn to swallow at the proper pace. If you’re like me you learn quickly, because you don’t want to miss a sweet drop. Don’t know why I love the taste so much, but I do and can drink lots and lots of it.