So this is what holding someone else’s cock is like. No rather, this is what holding my personal maid’s eleven plus inch, pulsating meat pole is like. I’m so enthralled by the sensations of it in my hand, even more than the thought of actually grasping Kitt’s dick. I even give the thick shaft a very light squeeze and feel the stiff mass of swollen cock meat pulsate and swell in my grasp as a result.
“M-master, you can play with it anytime you want, but, I really need to let it out.”
“Ah!”
I come to my senses as I hear the Foxboy say this with an even deeper blush. I can’t believe I was so mesmerized by holding his throbbing cock! Who am I kidding, of course I could believe it, I’d literally just sucked down a fat load of his hot sperm barely a few minutes ago! But mental dilemma aside, why did he have me grab his dick?
“Please aim for the mug.”
“Huh?”
The mug? Wait, is he gonna-?!
“Hurry, I can’t hold it much longer~!”
“A-alright!”
Fuck it, I really don’t know anymore, I simply follow his instructions and point the pink head of his cock towards the glass mug still sitting on my knees. The thing is so big that I can comfortably git my fingers into the space of the handle and hold the glass body to my palm. The fact that it’s so big and that he was having me point his cock to it made me think that I was about to be served yet another helping of fresh cum! But wasn’t he supposed to serve me something to wash down the snotty jizz sliming up my throat? My question is soon answered as Kitt squints his eyes and I feel his body tremble through his pulsating cock.
“Mnnn~♥”
I hear him moan lightly right before I feel his urethra bulge in my grasp. The thought I instantly had was on how he was able to simply cum on demand. However things made a lot more sense when I witnessed what actually came out of his cock.
Fffssshhhrrr~
“?!”
Scratch that, there was no way that what I was seeing was making sense, in fact it made even less sense than my previous though us sucking down another load of foxboy spunk! But I guess it did make sense in a way since, as compared to cum at least, piss was certainly much closer in resemblance to tea! That’s right, piss, pee, urine, such was what I immediately identified to be the thick stream of light yellow liquid that had come gushing out of the Femboy’s cock! The sudden occurrence that was even more unexpected than seeing a bunch of jizz fly had almost made me pull on his dick in shock! Thankfully, I’d instead been rendered frozen stiff from the shock, and this allowed his stream to fly true and fall into its intended target, the glass mug in my hand, or as Kitt had just called it, my teacup!
Certainly it was a proper runny liquid unlike his cum, and it’s temperature made it resemble brewed tea even more, to the point that steam was already fogging up the inside of the glass mug as it rushed in. However none of that changed the fact that it was Kitt’s piss that was currently streaming into the mug! Surely we’d gone too far already when I literally ate his sperm soup off a plate, however this definitely had to be crossing the line. Did he really expect me to drink his piss?!
“Phhheeeeww~♥”
Ssssshhhrrrrrr~ PRPRKLPRKLKL~
Whatever his intention, the Foxboy simply kept peeing. His cock was still firmly held in my hand in a way that I felt the hot swill rushing through his bulging urethra as he relieved himself. It all flowed perfectly into the mouth of the mug, which proved a big enough target as I unconsciously maintained the aim of his leaking prick head. I felt the stream hitting the inner walls of the mug, followed by the building heat on my knees and my hand still holding said mug. The colour of the urine was a light yellow like ale, and it started to resemble ale even more as a pool quickly formed at the bottom of the mug with a bubbly, frothy top!
This pool grew and climbed higher up the mug as Kitt pissed with a light moan, as though he’d really been unable to hold it for much longer. And the longer he peed, the more I was inclined to believe him. The weight of the filling mug on my knees increased more and more as I felt more rushing out through his piss pipe. The heat I felt on my palm holding the mug became greater and quickly enveloped all my fingers as the level of the rancid swill surpassed my fingers and kept climbing.
Ssssshhhrrrrrr~ PRPRKLPRKLKL~
“Nf, a-almost done.”
And when I say rancid, I mean rancid. Kitt may be a cute Foxboy, however his pee was clearly the same as anybody else’s. A rather unpleasant odour ascended towards my face together with literal steam from the mug. I could only describe it exactly as the rancid smell of freshly pissed urine. The colour was on the lighter side, however the potency was certainly there, it was enough to make my face scrunch as I got a whiff of it through my nose. And then there was the quantity, I only grew more and more flabbergasted as these few seconds seemed to stretch out forever with the Foxboy pouring out his seemingly bottomless bladder into the large glass mug.
The glass mug soon became heavy to the point that it was a bit uncomfortable on my knees. I began to worry more about Kitt’s piss overflowing rather than his intentions for it as I watched the frothy top climb dangerously towards the rim of the mug. Thankfully, there was no reason to be concerned about my good pants being soiled as Kitt stopped peeing right begore a mess was made! I instinctively moved the heavy mug, being careful not to spill any as I manually catch the last few large drops off the tip of his dick.
“Haaaaahhh~♥”
The Femboy sighed with his cock literally throbbing in my hand as the final drops of smelly pee dripped of his pink cock head and into the mug below. I was left still frozen in shock, this time not only from the fact that he’d pissed in the mug but also at the fact that he’d managed to fill the thing up near the brim! The clear image of the yellow swill inside could be seen through the walls of the glass mug, my face was scrunched in disgust as the stench of hot pee kept wafting up into my nose. There was no way he really was suggesting that I drink this right?!
“Master, do you mind?”
“Huh?”
As I was in a fresh new mental dilemma, Kitt suddenly called out to me, and it was at this moment that I realized that his cock was still grasped in my hand. Since he’d finished peeing, I was about to let go in surprise, however I was stopped as he placed his hand over mine.
“Not that.”
He said to me as his member stays throbbing in my grasp. Instead of telling me what he meant, I simply look at him as he stares me right in the face. I don’t think that I’m the slowest person around, however I’m still struggling in confusion without understanding what he wants from me. That was when a warm steam wafts up into my face again, and the pungent smell of piss assaults my nose causing me to cringe. And as the smell of pee enters my nostrils, I suddenly look at his cock, specifically, the bright pink bulb wrapped tightly by his tan foreskin. Even though most of his piss had dripped off into the full mug, there was still a little bit hanging on his dick head, and it was then that a thought occurred to me.