to the doorway next to one of the dumpsters.

“Get the fuck over here, punk ass. I need to take a piss and you are going to hold it.” He said as he undid his belt and gun holster.

I was wondering what his partner thought when he headed down this alley with me. Perhaps he had already discussed his session with me at the apartment. I assumed it was an accepted fact that I was now his cocksucker. I was ecstatic at the appearance of Bart standing in the muted light, releasing his cock from his uniform. I assumed my position next to him and unzipped his pants. I could already feel his hard bulge anxious to be released from the prison of his uniform. I clumsily dropped to my knees to get better access to his cock.

“What the fuck? You want to drink my piss, cocksucker? Can’t you even wait until I take my piss before you wrap your cocksucking mouth around it? You’re sure hungry son of a bitch, anxious for my prick again, aren’t you asshole?” He said trying to humiliate me as I waited patiently for his next instructions.

He pushed me away as he opened his pants and pulled them down past his thighs. He wore a jock strap to protect his balls and cock when he rode the bike. There he stood once again before me ready for me to respect his manly cock. I looked up at his face for his permission to proceed.

“OK, faggot, now you can kiss and inhale my musky jockstrap before you release my dick. I have to take that piss before you suck the cum from my dick…if I let you. Now take out my dick and hold it while I take my piss.” He instructed.

I squatted on my knees in the dirty alley eager to serve my master. I took a deep whiff of his musky jock strap. He had been riding for several hours and now the manly musk of body sweat made his jock strap, and his body reeks with warm sensuous scent. I buried my nose between his jock halter and his legs, quickly licking the moisture from between his legs. He pushed my head into his crotch and sighed softly.

I released his cock from the jockstrap before his dick hardened; otherwise, he would have a problem urinating. I lifted one side slowly to release his hairy ball sacks, and then gently and lovingly released his hardening cock from its prison. It sprung out nudging me on the face. I wanted to make love to his cock right then but instead, I directed his cock shaft toward the wall as he gradually released his urine. The muscles in his penis expanded as he released the urine from his long and beautiful dick. It was slow to surge at first, but then his body released a firm steady stream of golden piss, splashing against the brick wall of the warehouse. The streetlight behind us directed a soft glow on his cock while I watched his piss streaming from his piss slot. It sparkled in the soft light like golden jewels in a bracelet. He placed his hands to his hips and threw back his head to relax as he released his urine, trusting