My Pissing Dom Boyfriend

My Dom BF - Chapter 3

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'Are you sure about this?' Zeyad crinkled his face in mild unpleasantness.

'Oh, don't be so precious,' I tapped his arm. 'We've done plenty worse,' I said as I held an ice cube bag in front of him.

'Ok, but it's kind of gross,' he eyed me.

'You're not the one who's going to be consuming them,' I explained. 'Plus, don't kink shame,' I held a finger in front of him.

'Fine,' he sighed. That shut him up.

Zeyad pulled out his flaccid cock and held it over the ice cube bags.

I think you can see where this is going.

After a few deep breaths, pee started dribbling from the head of his cock. Eventually the stream became stronger and the ice cube bag started filling with hot pale-yellow liquid.

I could feel the weight of the liquid pulling down as the bags filled. When he reached the top, I told him to stop and he squeezed to stop the flow.

I closed the bags to stop the pee from escaping and quickly grabbed a glass so he could empty the rest of his bladder. He managed to fill a tall glass before the dribbles stopped.

'There you go,' he sighed.

'Good thing I made you chug all that water,' I winked at him.

'All for you babe,' he smiled.

We were exploring different kinks lately and piss play was the next one on our lists. It was more my interest as, frankly, it sort of creeped out Zeyad so he was content enough with complying rather than getting too involved.

But I was over the moon excited to try it out!

I gazed at the steaming glass of pee as if it were liquid gold. Ready for me to gulp down.

I carefully placed the ice cube bag in another bag and laid it safely in the freezer away from everything else so there wasn't any cross-contamination with the food. More on that later.

Then, turning to the glass, I asked Zeyad, 'can I try it?'

He scrunched up his face and said, 'after you! It's your funeral.'

'Don't be a hater,' he stuck my tongue out at him before I picked up the glass and took a sip. It was strange to be drinking a hot drink, almost like it was tea, but bitter and salty. I gulped it down, not loving or hating the taste, but thoroughly enjoying the idea that I had ingested my boyfriend's pee.

'Uhhh,' Zeyad made a face. 'Well?' He could barely look at me.

'Not bad, hints of pine nuts and gooseberry,' I smacked my lips as if I was a wine connoisseur tasting a vintage grape.

'Shut up!' he tutted, rolling his eyes.

I laughed and took another gulp. 'It's not bad, it just tastes a bit... musky. But I am getting hard,' I admitted, grabbing my crotch.

'Really?' he smirked. He was clearly grossed out by the pee drinking, but he adored turning me on, so was slowly coming round to the idea.

I finished off the glass like a man downing a pint and smiled contentedly.

'Impressive,' he nodded. 'But no kissing me until you wash your mouth out with mouth wash,' he warned.

'Awww, no kissy kissy for me?' I chased after him.

'Babe, get away from me!' he ran away and I followed him laughing.

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So the pee drinking had gone down well, bar some minor whining from the boyfriend. But it was definitely something I would be interested in doing again.

Oh, and I nearly forgot the ice cubes!

So, the downside of drinking pee is that you have to wait until your boyfriend has to relieve himself, and pumping him with litres of water is borderline force feeding, so you have to find creative ways to store pee for later. And Zeyad was against us keeping bottles of pee around the house. What if he forgot it was pee and mistook it for apple juice or something? Yuck! Even I was against the idea, it seemed a bit dodge.

So we came up with the clever idea of pee ice cubes. Inoffensive, not harming anyone.

And I could put them in my drink whenever I wanted, add them to a cocktail, or even just suck on them like an ice lolly.

That's what I did.

Over the next few weeks, I added them to various things.

I went for a run and added some cubes to my water bottles, which gave me a tasty refreshing drink of pee-tasting water as I ran. It gave me a slight buzz (and turn on) to think that I had part of Zeyad flowing through me as I ran. Though, the floppy semi-erection through my shorts as I ran made me feel like I was on show, so added an extra bit of humiliating fun.

Another night, I added some cubes to a cocktail and it gave an extra enjoyment to my drink.

There was an evening I melted the cube on my lips and let the pee dribble down my face. It was like my own private show while Zeyad was away at work.

Unfortunately, I ran through my batch so I'll have to ask Zeyad for a top-up when he gets home!