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Eren’s hands hovered over the keyboard as if ready to type, twitched nervously, slid over the smooth surface of the keys but never pressed them.
“Fuck, I cannot do this…” his hands moved to rest on top of his head, fingers sliding into the brown tresses giving them a slight tug. The chair gave a protesting creak as the weight of his back assaulted the backrest, eyes never leaving the laptop screen.
Honestly, he had no clue why he was agonizing over such a simple thing. All he had to do was steel his nerves, take a deep breath, type a simple “Hi” and hit the send button on the bottom right corner of the skype window. Simple, right?
Yet here he was, about to have a mini heart attack while staring at a blank skype chat window!
His heart thumped frantically, refusing to slow down and his mouth was getting dryer with every passing second.
Yesterday, when he got back from the shower brushing his still wet hair and saw that r1v4i113 had added him telling him to stalk away he almost dropped his hairbrush on the floor. The man hadn’t actually blocked him. With an unsteady hand he put away his hairbrush, plopped into his chair and got ready to answer, say thank you for accepting me or something but then he noticed that r1v4i113’s status was offline.
So here he was, this fine Friday evening, after his lectures, after his dinner, after his shower and safely back in his room, sitting at his desk with an open laptop and agonizing over a simple greeting! The man was online. All he had to do was say hi. It did not matter that the man had filmed himself in the nude, wet his jeans and did some naughty stuff. The raven was just another human being with his own life, feelings, problems and what not and he certainly did not give a damn about some guy who couldn’t type a simple greeting…
Eren groaned. It was not like him. Usually, when he was comfortable, he could be a pretty forward and open guy. He could babble for half a day if someone gave him the chance; which meant, that he was not comfortable at the moment. He huffed in mild annoyance. He should just start a conversation like a normal person would, with a simple hi…, right? He could do that, RIGHT?
With a determined look on his face Eren typed Hi and hit ‘Enter’ with a little too much force, thus sending his greeting. He waited… ten seconds, twenty… thirty but there was no reply.
Eren heaved a sigh. He did not even realize he was holding his breath, while waiting for the answer, then chuckled. He was being silly, wasn’t he? The brunet scratched the back of his head and minimized the window, letting the icon rest at the bottom of the screen. He was about to open the browser and check his e-mail, when his phone went off somewhere in his bag. With a groan Eren made his chair roll away from the desk, fished the bag out with his bare foot from under his desk and leaned down to unzip it so that he could find the damned phone. After what seemed like an eternity he grasped his phone that was no longer ringing and was about to take it out when his skype blipped.
Breath caught in his throat and his eyes widened. Eren let go of the phone, straightened up and… banged his head against the underside of the desk.
“AH, FUCK!” he hissed, pain flaring and pulsing in his skull. The urge to fall on the ground and roll-about while holding his pounding head was overwhelming but Eren resisted. After rubbing the sore spot for a few seconds he carefully lifted his head up to look at the screen. The skype icon at the bottom of the screen was flashing orange…
With a bated breath he maximized the window.
[19:16:12] r1v4i113: Hello.
Eren stared at his laptop monitor cradling his now throbbing head. What was he supposed to write to that? He had written his simple “hi” agonizing over it for good ten minutes and now he was stuck again.
The brunet ruffled his hair in annoyance, deciding to just go with the flow.
[19:18:51]Eren: how are you?
There, that was neutral enough, right? He did not know the guy but asking him how he was, was only polite. His eyes shifted to the bottom left corner where an indicator r1v41ll3 is typing had appeared.
[19:19:33] r1v41ll3: Good, thank you. What about you?
There, this sounded like a beginning of a conversation. Eren got more comfortable in his chair, rolled it back to the desk and typed up a reply.
[19:20:20] Eren: I am fine…
He hit send but then hastily added:
[19:20:35] Eren: Mostly…
[19:21:04] r1v41ll3: Why not wholly?
Eren snorted at the question.
[19:21:27] Eren: I have banged my head on the underside of the desk… So it kinda hurts.
[19:22:19] r1v41ll3: I would say “Ha! Serves you right”, but I do not know you, so my question is: how the fuck did you manage to hit your head on the underside of the desk?
The brunet gaped at the answer, eyes latching on the ‘serves you right’ phrase. With a smirk on his lips, Eren ignored the ‘how’ part and started typing in his own defense.
[19:23:15] Eren: how am I deserving that nasty bump on my head?! *gasps* It is the desk’s fault that it decided to bump into my head!
He honestly hoped that the man would not cringe at his attempt at humor.
[19:24:05] r1v41ll3: Yes, sure… The fucking desk slapped you upside the head. I see. It must have been because I asked it to. You ask me why? Because stalking is illegal and you are being punished for committing the crime.
It took Eren some time to realize what the man had said and when he understood that he meant yesterday’s ‘I am going to stalk you’ comment, he snorted a laugh, fingers immediately flying to the keyboard to answer.
[19:25:48] Eren: it was consensual! You said, and I quote: “stalk away”.
[19:26:17] r1v41ll3: Guilty as charged.
“Hah!” Eren quaffed in amusement, leaning in his chair, contemplating on what to say next, when the man beat him to it.
[19:27:03] r1v41ll3: If we are on the topic, why did you decide to “stalk me”?
Eren’s fingers twitched over the keyboard, his thoughts suddenly scattering all over the place. He remembered the review to his post, the video he had watched, then the man wetting himself and moaning for the camera…
“Shit,” Eren groaned to himself, hands leaving the keyboard to cover his heating cheeks. “Now what?” he mumbled into his palms.
[19:28:37] r1v41ll3: you there?
Eren bit his lower lip, realizing that he was taking too long to answer. Then again, what was he going to lose if he were to say what he wanted to say? Yes, it was embarrassing, but he did not know the man. And they say it is easier to speak to a stranger than to a friend sometimes. Besides, he could simply stop talking to him if he did not want to talk anymore. And they liked the same thing. A taboo kinda thing. They could talk about it without any shame.
Finally determined to get it all out, Eren took a calming breath and typed his answer.
[19:29:46] Eren: because you wrote a comment on my post, which led me to discpver your video “Deliciou desperation” and I’ll be damned if I did not find that hot!
The brunet hit send, pressing ‘Enter’ a bit harder than necessary once again. His eyes immediately shot to the text he had written and skimmed over it, heart hammering against his ribcage. He soon noticed that he had misspelled discover and delicious but there was no time to edit it as he saw that the man began to type his reply. With bated breath Eren waited.
[19:30:14] r1v41ll3: Oh, glad you liked the video.
There was a brief pause, then:
[19:31:01] r1v41ll3: So, you haven’t answered me how you managed to hit your head on the desk.
Eren stared at the sentence. Just now, did the guy change the topic? Or was that the end of the topic? Was he embarrassed about this whole thing just like Eren was? It seemed unlikely though. The guy was brave enough to film himself in the nude and post the videos online so why would he be shy talking about it?
With a shake of his head, Eren decided that there was no point in overthinking it…
[19:32:38] Eren: My phone started ringing in the bag, which was under the desk, so I leaned down to take the phone out but then I got startled and lifted my head. Yeah, that’s when the bump happened.
He sent the message but then decided to add to it, not wanting the previous topic to be brushed off:
[19:33:32] Eren: btw thanks for the comment on my post.
When he looked up at the skype chat window he saw that he had received a message at the same time he had sent his.
[19:33:31] r1v41ll3: How old are you?
Eren frowned. Was it just him or the mystery man was jumping from one thing to another?
Another message popped up.
[19:33:55] r1v41ll3: What post was it again?
Eren groaned. Duh, well of course the guy had no idea what post he was talking about.
[19:34:34] Eren: oh, um, I posted it a week ago about… um… the shower stall… incident? Er, you said you had a similar experience just deliberate, when you were living with your parents… That post…
Eren bit his bottom lip and worried it between his teeth. It was strange. He had always wanted to have someone he could talk with about his fetish, but now that he had that someone – he was still feeling insecure.
[19:35:14] r1v41ll3: Ah, that one. Now I remember. I liked your writing style. It was with proper punctuation unlike most posts nowadays. I also liked how you described that “to do or not to do” moment. It is good to finally let go and, well, wet yourself. Isn’t it?
The brunet was a bit startled by the answer. He liked his writing style? Was the guy seriously complimenting him on his writing style on a post about pissing? He snorted. Wow. Just… Wow.
[19:35:55] Eren: true, it was good to let go. It felt amazing. And… did you just quote Shakespeare?
[19:36:15] r1v41ll3: Shut up.
Now Eren was smiling at the screen. He was tempted to poke his tongue out, but the man could not see him so there was no point in it.
[19:36:24] r1v41ll3: And you haven’t answered my question again.
Huh? Eren scrolled up and re-read their conversation. Oh, he was talking about the age question.
[19:37:42] Eren: Oh, I am 19. You?
[19:38:01] r1v41ll3: 34
“Holly shit!” Eren exclaimed out loud while staring at the number like it was going to change any second now.
[19:38:23] Eren: You do not look it! I mean, I haven’t seen your face in the video but… I just… wow… did not expect…
He was reading his sent message, when he thought that maybe the man had lied. What if he was not 34? What if he was 20? What if he was 48?
Eren grimaced at the age of nearly 50. His mom was 45 and yeah, it was better not to go there… His phone started ringing again and Eren startled at the unexpected sound.
“Shit, I have totally forgotten about it!”
He bent down, took his bag from under the desk, stood up and emptied it on the bed. He found his phone with no difficulty this time and answered.
“Hallo?”
“Heyoooo~”
Eren frowned – was it just him or was that… he checked the caller’s ID – yep, it was exactly who he thought it was.
“Jean?” he waited for an answer but was met with silence and some rustling on the other end.
“Jeager?”
“Yes, Jean, that’s me… Did you even check who you were calli—”
“Wrong number mate… sorry.”
There was some rustling again and then the call abruptly ended.
For a while Eren just stood there, at the side of his bed, staring at his phone, eyebrow slowly rising at the absurdity of the situation.
“O-kaaaay….” He drawled, then scoffed at his friend’s antics and decided to simply ignore it. He was about to toss his phone on the bed, when he remembered the call he had received earlier. Checking his call-log confirmed that the caller had been Jean.
With a huff the brunet dropped his phone on the bed, letting it lay amongst the scattered textbooks and settled back down onto his chair.
There were a few missed texts from the man he was chatting with.
[19:38:43] r1v41ll3: Thanks… or should I be offended? Should I take it as a compliment that I look young or did you mean “Just… wow… you look old”?
[19:38:58] r1v41ll3: Shit, you are young.
[19:39:12] r1v41ll3: So you are a student?
[19:42:25] r1v41ll3: You there, Brat?
Eren smiled at the messages.
[19:43:16] Eren: yea, sorry, got a phone call. I’m here now, and yea, I am a student.
[19:43:56] Eren: can you imagine it? A college-mate called, neighed a greeting and when I started talking to him he said that he dialed a wrong number…
[19:44:10] Eren: who the hell calls someone in their contact list, and gets a “wrong number”?
The brunet did not have to wait long for an answer.
[19:45:18] r1v41ll3: “neighed”?
Eren stared at the word then burst out laughing. He was so used to the nickname “horseface” dedicated solely for Jean that he did not even blink before typing that his speech was like a horse’s neighing.
[19:45:34] Eren: yea, the guy kinda looks like a horse. And horses “neigh”.
[19:45:49] r1v41ll3: No shit…
[19:46:01] Eren: well his face is kinda long, you know, like a horse’s, and he has two-toned hair… but he is a decent guy actually… kinda… we manage to get along (sometimes) but most of the time he is annoying as hell…
[19:46:26] r1v41ll3: Oh, I feel you. I have a friend like that too. Call them shitty-glasses if you know what I mean. And fuck, they can be annoying.
Eren caught himself smiling as the conversation flowed like he was talking with a good friend. It seemed that once the nervousness dissipated, he had no problem talking with the man.
[19:47:00] Eren: Shitty-glasses xD
[19:47:05] Eren: Damn that nickname…
[19:47:22] r1v41ll3: Well, what can I say, they wear glasses and they are full of shit most of the time, hence the nickname.
Eren snorted. He was typing his next text, when r1v4i113’s message came through.
[19:47:53] r1v41ll3: look, I got to go for now. Have an appointment in half an hour. Sorry to cut this so short. Talk to you later?
Eren pursed his lips in disappointment and deleted the few words he had already written, rephrasing his reply.
[19:48:31] Eren: Oh, sure. Ttyl. Thank you for talking with me. Ya know, me being the stalker and all :P … And to answer your previous question, nah, you are not old, I mean I thought you were younger based on what I saw on the video *wink*
Eren stared at the emotes in his answer and cringed a bit. Was it too much?
[19:48:57] r1v41ll3: Yeah, well, as I said, stalk away you Brat. Talk to you later.
The man signed out and Eren leaned back, staring at the still open chat window. The conversation had ended too abruptly to the brunet’s liking but life was life after all – it took priority over online chatting.
With a sigh he closed the skype window. It was a pity the guy had to go, Eren wanted to talk to him a bit more. Oh well… At least the conversation went rather well; maybe it had a bumpy start, with a bit of awkwardness along the way, but in the end it was quite enjoyable.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Eren was munching on a biscuit from a secret stash at the bottom drawer of his desk and playing Candy Crunch, when the minimized skype window flashed orange.
At first he did not notice it – drifting from the game to a YouTube channel to watch a new movie trailer he had heard about – when the blinking orange square caught his attention. He furrowed his eyebrows, wondering why the hell there was no sound to alert him.
The brunet checked his headphones that were still plugged in like they were supposed to be but then remembered that he had muted the sound when his mom came in to bid him good night. He immediately turned the volume back on and clicked on the skype window.
[23:55:28] r1v41ll3: Hey. I am back.
Eren’s lips stretched into a small smile. He popped the whole biscuit he had been nibbling on into his mouth and brushed his fingers off on his sweatpants to get rid of the remaining crumbs.
Once his hands were free of the tiny specks he typed back.
[23:56:19] Eren: heyo and wb.
[23:56:31] Eren: hope you had a good time?
Eren minimized the window so he could watch the movie trailer. There was a soft blip again but he opted to finish watching the short clip. He closed the browser once the trailer was over, took off his headphones and opened the chat window again.
[23:57:48] r1v41ll3: You could say that. I worked out quite a bit then went out with some friends.
[00:00:01] Eren: Worked out?
[00:00:32] r1v41ll3: Yes. I go to this gym sometimes. It feels good to work some steam out of my system.
[00:00:55] Eren: oh, so that is why you look so fit in that video. It really shows.
Eren re-read his sent message and hurried to add.
[00:01:16] Eren: I mean you look lean but quite strong at the same time, not the beefy kinda—… I am babbling now, so ignore me…
[00:01:49] r1v41ll3: Thanks again, Brat, I guess.
[00:02:02] Eren: hey, who are you calling a Brat?!
[00:02:35] r1v41ll3: Well, you are 15 years younger than me… Holly shit, Brat, I suddenly feel old…
Eren snorted at the reply but then thought it over. It was true. The guy was fifteen years older than him. Shit, they were from two different generations, weren’t they? How come they can talk so normally with one another? But then again, it has been what, one day they had known each other and had exchanged a few dozen words?
[00:03:04] r1v41ll3: So, speaking of my video, and your post that I have commented on… I gather you are into watersports as well?
Eren swallowed thickly as his heartrate picked up. He bit his bottom lip and worried it between his teeth. There it was again, the elephant in the room. The man was being direct about the fetish again… Will he jump between topics again once he gets his answer?
Trying not to overthink it, Eren decided to be honest with the guy.
[00:03:18] Eren: yeah, I am.
[00:03:21] r1v41ll3: I see.
[00:03:57] r1v41ll3: Do you only like to watch or do you indulge in the play as well?
They were still on the topic… Eren’s fingers froze over the keyboard. Uh… what was he asking exactly? If it was about videos then yes, he did enjoy them… if by ‘indulge’ he meant the video creations, then no, he certainly did not indulge in that kind of play…
Or was he asking about… Eren blushed. Was he talking about being in the same room with someone else and letting them watch him piss? And then… by ‘indulge in the play’ he meant actively pissing on someone?! SHIT, now he WAS overthinking things!
Eren fidgeted nervously. He had no idea how to react to the stranger’s words. He looked back up at the screen and noticed a new message pop up.
[00:05:24] r1v41ll3: Sorry if I dropped that on you. You do not have to answer it.
[00:06:03] Eren: no, no, it is ok… I am just… I am not used to talking about it. I am kind of new to this whole thing. I mean I do love watching videos like yours but I am not making them, I just barely managed to write that one story where I… uh… wet my boxers…I… Shit… This is awkward for me.
Eren let his hand rake over his already mussed hair, took a deep breath and tried to explain his jumbled thoughts.
[00:06:40] Eren: I like watersports and all that, but you know... I have no-one to share my fetish with… I mean none of my friends know about this. I am not experimenting a lot either. Not that I do not want to… I mean I like to pee a little before jacking off… I…. OMG, nwm…
[00:07:13] r1v41ll3: It is all right, Brat. Get your shit together.
[00:07:18] r1v41ll3: And there is no need to feel awkward. I like all this piss business too.
Eren hummed in agreement. He felt his cheeks starting to heat up and bit his lip. His fingers hovered over the keyboard ready to type but waited to see if the man had something else to say.
[00:07:42] r1v41ll3: You started to “stalk me” because of the fetish, right?
Eren let a small whine escape his lips. Yea, that was precisely why he had added the man to his contacts but being confronted about it, he felt like a dear caught in the headlights.
[00:07:51] Eren: yea…
Fuck, they were really going to talk about ‘piss business’, weren’t they? Eren swallowed against his dry throat. He was feeling strange, torn between wanting to talk about the fetish and forget it ever existed. And here he was, presented with the opportunity to be open about his wants and desires, and secrets. No-one was going to judge him here for what he liked, because this r1v41ll3 guy liked the same stuff. Well… similar stuff.
[00:08:03] r1v41ll3: you said you were new to this fetish, right?
[00:08:24] r1v41ll3: and you like to piss while jacking off, hm? What else do you like to do?
Crap. Eren’s brain short-circuited. He took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled. He fidgeted in his chair. Uh… seriously? Should he continue with the conversation? Fuck, the man was 15 years older than him… He rubbed his eyes and let a small groan escape his mouth.
Eren blinked his eyes open and swallowed a lump in his throat. Fuck it… Fuck it all, he will grow a pair and talk about the fetish like it was the most natural thing in the world. He noticed his hands were sweating but opted to ignore it when his fingers flew over the keyboard.
[00:09:15] Eren: Um, so, yea, I have wet my boxers in the shower. And I liked it. I have also experimented a bit in the shower, pissing while showering uh… Um, and sometimes, I let myself dribble while I am jacking off.
Shit… there were a lot of ‘showers’ mentioned. When he tried to list his meagre experiences he hesitated a lot but with every new word he typed in it became easier. Or so he told himself.
[00:10:01] Eren: Uh… I, when I found your video and watched it, I got hard. I- I peed a bit while watching you jerk off. Fuck, it was so hot.
Eren was breathing hard. It was both – freeing to be able to talk about his experiences and scary at the same time. He just wanted to be a bit braver and see if he could do something more daring in the future while playing with his pee.
[00:10:12] r1v41ll3: Ah, yes, the comfort of the shower....
Eren’s mind wandered back to the video and his hands flew to the keyboard.
[00:10:23] Eren: Hey, can I ask you something?
[00:10:31] r1v41ll3: Shoot
[00:10:59] Eren: How… I mean in the video you… you pissed while sitting on the unprotected sofa. That… I find that very hot, but… but there is a lot to clean up afterwards. Weren’t you… I don’t know, hesitant to do it?
He waited with bated breath for r1v41ll3’s answer, heart fluttering in his chest.
[00:11:18] r1v41ll3: Well, it was not easy the first time I did it. I mean I had to prepare myself mentally that I will have to clean up afterwards. I planned what steps to take, how to deal with the aftermath. It also took some convincing for my body to cooperate and release where it shouldn’t. But once I did it, it became easier.
[00:11:25] Eren: I… I see…
[00:11:36] r1v41ll3: You want to try pissing on an unprotected surface?
Eren groaned. Yes, yes he did. Someday… He hoped. At the moment he was just too insecure about all this. There were too many risks involved.
[00:11:57] Eren: No… I mean, maybe… someday. All I want to do is to be a bit… naughtier? And play with my piss?
Eren’s face burned with the admission. Every time he wrote the word ‘piss’ he felt this fluttery feeling in his chest. The whole conversation was making him excited and… bothered – in a good way.
[00:12:05] r1v41ll3: I see…
[00:12:17] r1v41ll3: So… my video. Did you cum while watching it?
Eren’s breath hitched and he pressed the back of his hand to one of his burning cheeks, to try and take the heat off of it.
[00:12:28] Eren: yes
He nibbled on his already abused lower lip, squirmed on his chair and hurriedly added to the conversation before he freaked out too much.
[00:12:33] Eren: I came so hard…
[00:12:39] r1v41ll3: Fuck, Brat…
[00:12:42] r1v41ll3: Did you…
Eren’s eyes tracked the r1v41ll3 is typing indicator at the bottom of the chat window and before long a new message popped up.
[00:12:47] r1v41ll3: Did you piss after you came?
Eren groaned. This was getting out of hand somehow. His eyes briefly closed at the memory. His own hot breath while he stroked his cock, the man’s soft exhalations and a straining moan when he came, the hot splash of his own semen on his hand… Eren licked his lips; eyes focusing back on the screen, where the cursor was blinking in the text field waiting to be filled with his answer. Fuck, as strange and as mortifying it was, he was getting aroused by this conversation.
[00:13:04] Eren: No… I…
Eren swallowed.
[00:13:13] Eren: Not that I did not want to, but I was on the bed at the time… and yea… couldn’t.
[00:13:20] r1v41ll3: so… You are not into bedwetting then?
Eren almost choked on his next breath. The question sounded so innocent yet teasing at the same time… The image of himself lying on the bed, post orgasm, relaxing and letting his piss pour out came unbidden to him making him all excited. He imagined his urine shooting up from his softening dick and splashing all over his hand, comforter, his bed, his mattress, the laptop…
Eren groaned and felt his dick twitch in his underwear. Oh god… That image was so… so… filthy, so liberating and so, so fucking satisfying… His hand pressed at his half hard cock and palmed at the forming bulge in his sweatpants. His head lolled forward against his chest and he took a few steadying breaths. He slowed his hand that was still stroking his clothed cock and simply held himself.
His eyes opened and flicked back to the screen, to the new messages waiting to be read.
[00:13:45] r1v41ll3: Brat?
[00:14:17] r1v41ll3: You fucking fell asleep there or something?
Eren snorted at the good natured barb. His cock twitched against his hand and his hips gave a small thrust forward. He moaned, then straightened up and went to answer the earlier question.
[00:14:43] Eren: Fuck… Fuck I am into it.
[00:15:02] Eren: I mean the bedwetting thing… the image you just gave me with that simple question, is fuck… It turned me on…
[00:15:16] Eren: But I would never do that I guess… I would never be so brave as to just let go and do it. I mean I wouldn’t even know where to start with the cleaning up afterwards. I would simply panic after it was done…
Eren squirmed in his chair. Spread his legs a bit wider to accommodate his steadily growing erection. His hand refused to leave his crotch and he pressed his open palm to the outline of his cock. Fuck, if they were to continue down this lane, he was going to end up jerking off while talking with the man.
[00:15:21] r1v41ll3: I have done it…
Eren stared at the message that appeared on the screen, not quite understanding its meaning. Then it clicked and Eren rutted into his hand moaning quietly in his otherwise silent bedroom. His hips it seemed had a mind of their own and just kept thrusting forward against his hand, seeking some kind of friction. Fuck… FUCK… His hand slipped into his pants and his underwear, fingers closed over his straining erection and gave it a few firm strokes. He was so hard now…
[00:15:54] Eren: OMG…
[00:15:59] Eren: OMG you are going to make me come…
Eren stared at his own message… His fingers just typed that out without his consent…Shit, he was straight out flirting with the man, wasn’t he? He was encouraging this whole bizarre situation. His breath hitched but his hand did not stop teasing his cock. He had no idea what was going on any more. He was just… excited.
[00:16:05] r1v41ll3: you’re hard?
Eren whined… What the fuck was happening right now? Where was this coming from?
[00:16:10] Eren: Yes
[00:16:18] r1v41ll3: Fuck, Brat… You are making me horny as well...
Eren teased his cock, his thumb sliding over the head, gathering the pre-cum he found there and sliding his fingers back down, slicking his hard member.
[00:16:23] r1v41ll3: Are you…
[00:16:27] r1v41ll3: Are you doing it?
[00:16:32] Eren: Doing what?
He asked innocently, fully knowing what the guy had in mind. He was asking if he was jerking of at the moment. And hell yes, he actually was. He licked his lips, exhaled a small breath and continued to slowly pump his hard cock.
[00:16:47] r1v41ll3: Jerking off, Eren…
Eren moaned again when he saw the stranger had used his name, hoping he was not being too loud. He imagined what it might sound like coming from the man’s lips and his hips surged up, into his hand.
“Ah…”
[00:16:56] r1v41ll3: Is that… Your real name?
Eren’s free hand found the keyboard keys and typed in, not caring that he was giving out his real name to a stranger.
[00:17:04] Eren: Yes
[00:17:12] r1v41ll3: Fuck… I am Levi
Eren stared at the screen, his hand slowed down on his cock and gave himself a small squeeze. So his name was Levi… It, it somehow fit… He did not know why, but that name sounded nice.
“Levi,” he tested out the name in the silence of his room.
His hand slid down, over his balls and to his quivering hole. He pressed against it with his finger, felt it twitch and rubbed over it a few times. “Hn…”.
Shit, this felt good.
[00:17:43] r1v41ll3: Eren?
[00:17:50] Eren: Hm?
Eren closed his eyes for a moment and his hand returned to stroking his hard cock.
[00:18:01] r1v41ll3: Do you want to jerk off together?
Eren groaned when he saw the question. His head hit the back of the chair and he half lay there, staring at his ceiling. Then his eyes flitted to his bedroom door. It was unlocked… Not that someone would enter his room in the middle of the night but, but he suddenly felt insecure, exposed.
He straightened up in his chair and pulled out his hand from his pants and underwear. The waistband snapped into place and it almost made him groan. He cupped himself through the pants and massaged the hard bulge.
Shit. Fuck…
Eren stood up and went to his door. For a heartbeat he listened for any sound that was out of place. For any sound, that indicated that someone was awake in the household. When he was met with silence, he squeezed his eyes shut, took a deep breath and locked the door.
His heart started beating faster.
He was about to jerk off. With a stranger— no, with Levi, who was 15 years older than him.
Eren swallowed. Turned away from the door and went back to his desk chair. He flopped into it and spread his legs. He palmed at his stiff cock then thought better of it. He stood back up, hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his briefs and sweatpants and pulled both articles of clothing down his legs. Cold air brushed against his hard cock and he hummed in pleasure. He stepped out of the clothing and simply left them in a heap on the floor.
Eren sat back down in his chair and ghosted a hand over his now bare cock.
His eyes slid to the open chat window.
[00:18:53] r1v41ll3: It is ok if you do not want to do this
[00:19:47] r1v41ll3: Brat? Did I scare you off?
[00:20:28] r1v41ll3: Shit
Eren’s fingers closed over his erection and gave it a few strokes, then pulled his hand away to type back.
[00:21:02] Eren: No
[00:21:09] Eren: no, you did not scare me off…
Eren worried his bottom lip between his teeth and chased the uncertainty away.
[00:21:24] Eren: Yeah, I want to jerk off with you
[00:21:30] Eren: if that is ok?
The answer came almost immediately.
[00:21:36] r1v41ll3: Ah fuck, more than ok
[00:21:48] r1v41ll3: As strange as it sounds I… Shit
[00:21:57] r1v41ll3: I want you to know that I usually do not do this kind of thing…
[00:22:03] r1v41ll3: Ah fuck, what I want to say is that I do not fuck around with people I have just met…
Eren chuckled at the incoming messages. His hand was lazily brushing over his erection. Teasing the underside of his cock, fingers sliding down then up again in a teasing caress.
[00:22:12] Eren: But? I feel a ‘but’ coming here…
[00:22:21] r1v41ll3: …but you made me hard…
It seemed that the man found this whole situation just confusing as he did, but no less arousing. His fingers curled loosely over his cock and gave it a few strokes. With one hand he typed back:
[00:22:29] Eren: How…
[00:22:54] Eren: How do we do this?
[00:23:05] r1v41ll3: Hm, standard procedure I think?
Eren stared blankly at the message, when the follow up message popped up and made him huff in amusement.
[00:23:16] r1v41ll3: What are you wearing right now?
Eren licked his lips and settled more comfortably in his chair, leaving his erection untouched. It twitched while he typed his answer.
[00:23:43] Eren: Hm, not to sound off putting or anything, but I just shucked off my pants and flopped into my desk chair with my bare ass… Otherwise I have a t-shirt on… it is black?
[00:24:01] r1v41ll3: Hah, not off putting at all, that image is good. You sprawled in the chair and having your hard cock on display for me…
Eren’s breath stuttered. His cock twitched again. Fuck, yea, he was on display for him – the man on the other end of the chat.
[00:24:17] r1v41ll3: Speaking of the images…
[00:24:22] r1v41ll3: Can you describe yourself? Height, hair colour… that stuff.
Eren straightened up in his seat. Nervousness flittered somewhere in the back of his mind but was soon replaced by the mounting excitement.
[00:23:43] Eren: I am… lean and tall? Um, tanned. I have short brown, messy hair but I think I will try to grow it out one day… The length should tame it down I guess… Uh, what else… My eyes are green, well more like turquoise…
[00:24:22] r1v41ll3: Damn, Brat, you painted a nice picture there…
Eren’s face was suffusing with heat again. He suddenly felt bashful.
[00:24:17] Eren: What about you? What are you wearing?
Eren once again leaned back in his chair and took his cock in his right hand trying to distract himself from his own insecurities. He slowly stroked it, waiting for the man to reply.
[00:24:49] r1v41ll3: Hm, I am wearing skin-tight black jeans and a black tank top. The jeans became a bit tight… so I freed my cock and I am stroking it right now.
Eren’s breaths became uneven as he imagined the man jerking off. His hand pumped his cock then let go of it so he could type back.
[00:25:02] Eren: Where are you now?
[00:25:14] r1v41ll3: At the desk, sitting in the chair like you.
[00:25:20] Eren: Fuck
[00:25:23] r1v41ll3: Eren?
[00:25:27] Eren: Hm?
[00:25:36] r1v41ll3: Do not freak out, ok?
Eren frowned at the text. He was quite relaxed at the moment but the message made him tense up. His nervousness returned.
[00:25:58] Eren: Um… why?
[00:26:05] r1v41ll3: I am going to call you
Eren’s mind screeched to a halt. Call? What does he mean call? A call as in uh… voice call? What the fu-
Eren startled when there was a muffled sound of an incoming call. His breath hitched as he suddenly panicked. Should he answer or not?! Shaking hands shot out to do something, ANYTHING at all and before he knew it his trembling fingers found the mouse and guided the cursor to accept the call.
After a tense moment he heard a muffled voice coming from somewhere on the desk.
Blinking owlishly at the screen he realized that his headphones were laying on the desk and he scrambled to put them on, hastily apologizing to the man.
“I am so sorry, the headphones were on my desk, I…”
Eren stopped abruptly as he realized that in his panic he had answered the call and now was actually talking to the man.
He heard a low chuckle come out of the other end of the line.
“Relax, it is OK. I do not bite,” there was some silence then the man cleared his throat and started talking again. “Look, I know this is awkward and abrupt as hell. But it is going to be easier this way, than text back and forth, and fuck, we have our hands free now, right?”
Eren tried to make his throat work. He really did. He swallowed a few times but it seemed that his voice was simply gone. And, fuuuck, Levi’s voice was so… sooo… pure sex – smoky and low timbered, and soft all at the same time. Bedroom voice – his brain supplied uselessly.
“Eren?” His tone was a bit unsure now, edging on nervous.
“Uh yea…” He swallowed again. His throat felt parched. “Sorry, I am… still trying to process what is happening right now…”
Levi chuckled and Eren found his cock twitch at the sound. The erection had flagged a tiny bit in his panic to answer the call, but it was gaining interest again. This suddenly reminded him, that he was sitting in his chair half naked and in the middle of a voice call. With a man. With Levi, who was also gay…
Eren slowly exhaled, trying to calm his nerves.
“Still aroused?” Levi’s quiet question had his back tingle in a pleasant way.
Eren looked down at his erection, that did not flag as much as he had thought it did, “Yea,” he answered breathlessly. “I am.”
“Good,” Levi purred. “Touch yourself.”
Fuck… Straight to the business, eh? Eren’s hands were a bit shaky but he willed one to wrap around his cock and give it a few strokes. His eyes unfocused and a small moan escaped his parted lips “Ah…”
“Good,” Levi praised him. “Fuck, you sound good, Brat”
“Ah, do not call me Brat,” was an automatic response from Eren, which in turn made Levi chuckle.
“Eren,” Levi breathed his name in a hot whisper followed by a low moan and Eren felt his face flush at the sound. His hand gripped his cock tighter and started stroking it in earnest, listening to the soft huffs of air at the other end of the call. “Ah, it feels good,” there was a soft creak and Eren imagined Levi adjusting his position in the chair, spreading his legs wider to accommodate his erection.
“You sound good too,” Eren breathed, then panicked. “I – I mean… your voice… Uh, it’s sexy… Fuck…”
“Ah yes, people say that I have a nice voice…” Levi answered not missing a beat. “I am not so sure of it myself though.”
“It is smoky, I like that.”
“Hah…good to know,” Levi hummed, his breathing a bit uneven, “Wanna fool around a bit?”
Eren quirked a brow. Weren’t they fooling around quite bit right now?
“What do you have in mind?” Eren asked tentatively.
“Want to do some piss-play?”
Eren’s heart and breath stuttered. Piss-play? His eyes went a bit wide, glancing suddenly around his room.
“Mhm,” Levi sounded a bit breathless. There was a moment of silence on the other end of the call then a loud, open mouthed moan filled his headphones.
Eren’s hand resumed stroking his cock but a second later he faltered. He could hear a wet, no, more like a slick sound filtering through his headphones. It was a sound of someone stroking their cock but the sound was… wet.
Eren’s breath left him in a rush.
“Levi, did you just…Ah!…” Eren had to squeeze his cock to stop an orgasm that suddenly threatened to wash over him. “Oh my God, did you just…”
“Yeah,” Levi moaned. “I pissed a bit. Like a second worth of it, or two... Ah, it made the glide so much easier…”
“Ahhh… Levi,” Eren moaned unabashedly albeit quietly. “Fuck.”
Eren wanted to stroke his cock. He felt so turned on, but he was afraid that any further stimulation will make him cum. He let his fingers ghost over the underside of his erect cock then cupped his testicles, worrying them gently in his palm. His toes curled in the carpet below his feet.
“What about you?” Levi asked, his voice breathless all over again and if it was possible even lower than before, huskier. “Don’t you want to make the glide easier for yourself as well?”
“Shit, Levi, you almost made me cum…” Eren took a few deep breaths, “I am too afraid to touch myself in case I’ll finish too soon…”
“Ah…” Eren could hear a smile in his voice. “Sorry about that.”
“You do not sound ‘sorry’…” Eren pouted. Somehow… The little stunt the man had pulled with his piss broke the ice and it became easier to talk to him.
“Well… yeah, I am not.” Levi sounded a bit smug, the wet stroking sounds continued in the background. “So, will you piss for me?”
Eren sighed averting his gaze to the side. “I am… um… I can’t”
“Why not?”
“Uh, I am in my room?”
“Mhm, and?” Levi asked without missing a beat. “I am also in my room, in my chair, and I pissed.”
Eren groaned. He was not as brave as Levi apparently was. Oh, but it was so, so tempting and Levi made it sound so easy.
“Come on, baby, just a trickle,” his voice sounded like a sin.
Eren’s face flushed red at the little nickname. He was on a voice call with a gay man, who was also into watersports and who was asking Eren to piss for him.
His throat felt like it was full of sandpaper; Eren licked his lips and debated for a second there. It wasn’t like the man had asked him to piss his chair. He asked for a ‘little trickle’. It was nothing new to Eren… So he decided to indulge in this insanity. Screw the consequences. What are a few more fucked up ideas, when he already answered a call from a stranger just to jerk off together.
Eren whined. He spread his legs a bit and scooted his ass to the edge of the chair. His hands rested behind him, supporting him on the chair seat, cock in the air and pushed a bit – nothing happened. Shit he was really going to do it. His mind suddenly supplied that the chair and the floor was unprotected but instead of unease he felt his excitement grow. His heart hammered in his chest and he pushed again with no luck. His body refused to give up control even for a second.
He tried to relax his muscles a bit, took a few deep breaths and strained again. A few drops of piss rolled down his erection making it twitch. Yes, yes, he pissed. Excitement gripped him tighter. Just a bit more – he pushed again and a little trickle escaped his erect penis. Eren moaned. He slid back up to sit in the chair, heedless of the wetness he might have brought in the wake, and stroked his now slick member.
“Ah Levi, I… I did it, oh my god, I…” He pumped his cock harder, slick sound unmistakable. “Fuck I pissed a little.”
“Good, isn’t it?” Levi purred. His breath coming out in short huffs on the other end of the call. “I can hear your hand slicking over your cock.”
“Yes, it feels sooo good,” Eren closed his eyes and stroked his wet cock. The pad of his thumb dipped into the slit, swirled around the tip spreading the pre-cum there then wetly slid down to the base. “It makes me want to lose control and just use the restroom where I am sitting. Ah, just sit here in the middle of the room and piss all over the chair and floor.” The unhinged fantasy he conjured up in his head made his hips rock forward.
“Ah, that sounds amazing,” Levi’s breath stuttered in his ears, “Fuck, I almost came…”
Eren could hear Levi panting… It was unreal. It was insane what they were doing right now. He heard Levi take a few deep breaths assumingly to calm himself down.
“Eren?”
“Hm?”
“When you said you can’t take a piss; that you were in your room…” He paused.
“Yea?” Eren was still lazily stroking his cock, the wet glide inevitably drawing him closer to an orgasm, so he pulled his hand away to prolong the moment.
“Is it because you are afraid of making a mess? That later you will have to clean up?” he paused again. “Feel embarrassed about it?” the question was asked in a careful but comforting tone. It was not judgmental, Eren could tell.
“Um, yeah, that too… But, you see, I am not living alone,” suddenly Eren felt like such a child. “I am still living at my parents’ house, so, that makes cleaning up even more difficult…” he finished in almost a whisper.
“Hey, it is all good, Brat.” Levi’s voice sounded a bit steadier than it did a few moments ago and his tone was attentive. Strangely, the nickname Levi gave him, also started to sound good and comforting coming the man’s lips, affectionate. “I see how that makes things… difficult.” Levi hummed thoughtfully. “How about this… Do you have a towel in your room?”
Eren’s gaze flitted towards his laundry basket, where his towel from the earlier shower lay.
“Um, yea.”
“Good, go take it and wad it up. Just sit back into the chair and piss into the towel.”
“Levi…” His voice came out like a petulant whine. “I can’t…”
“Yes, you can. Do you have a lot to piss? I mean are you on a desperate side?”
“Uh no, I am not desperate,” he hesitated a little then added, “But I am… full. I drank quite a bit of water this evening.”
“Then trust me, the towel will be enough to hold your bladder’s worth of piss in it without making any additional mess.”
Eren felt torn. At the moment he was so horny that he wanted to be naughty about it. He could imagine himself being dirty, doing some dirty, fucked up stuff, and not giving a damn about it. But unfortunately he did give a damn. He was worried. He was scared of the consequences. He was afraid that he might go overboard with it. But there was this nagging, little feeling that was saying it would be ok. That no-one would know if he did some stuff; that he was simply being paranoid.
“Where will I put my piss soaked towel afterwards, huh?” he asked, grasping at the straws, wanting a way out of the insanity that he was about to fall in headfirst. He somehow had a feeling that all hell was about to break loose.
Levi chuckled.
“In the morning you just go to the bathroom and wash it out while taking a shower. No-one will be the wiser about the wet towel that is drying on the rack.”
“Fuck,” Eren cursed. The simple explanation made total sense in his horny state. His heart pounded with suppressed excitement. And he just wanted… He wanted to piss where he shouldn’t. Be naughty about it for once. He had always been cautious. He only pissed in the shower where he could wash it all away; or dribbled while he was jerking off. “Damn you, Levi.” Eren cursed at the man as he stood up, removed his headphones from his ears and put them on the desk. With a brisk, determined pace he went to the laundry basket and fished out his almost dry towel. He brought it back to the chair and draped it over the backrest. He licked his lips and looked around his room. Fuck he was about to piss in his bedroom. His heart hammered against his ribcage, and his cock twitched in a perverted approval. Eren took a few calming breaths, took off his t-shirt, fished his pants and underwear out from under his chair and tossed them in the general direction of his wardrobe.
He stood there, naked at the side of his desk and palmed his hard cock. It seems today was the day (or night in this case) where he was about to give in and do the do.
Eren slid back into his chair and put his headphones back on.
“You’re back, Brat?”
“Mhm,” he mumbled his agreement and reached for a cup of water that sat on his desk. He took a few big gulps to ease his parched throat.
“You OK?” Levi sounded a bit concerned. “I hope I am not forcing you into something you are not comfortable with? Sorry if my earlier words got to you, I… um… got a bit overexcited…Seriously though; you do not have to do any of the stuff. I just wanted to… fire you up a bit, I guess,” the man trailed off.
“Oh… your words DID get to me, Levi.”
“Ah… sorry,” He sounded genuine this time with the apology.
“It got to me bad, Levi… So God help me, I am going to use the restroom in my room,” Eren could hear Levi’s breath hitch.
“Yeah?”
“Mhm.”
“Did you get the towel?”
“Yeah,” His answer came out a bit breathless. Anticipation was simmering under his skin at what he was about to do. He shifted and took the towel from the backrest, wadding it up into a loose but at the same time compact bundle. He held it with one hand and with the other he aimed his cock at the soft waddle.
The sight was erotic… At least to him. His cockhead was resting on the soft folds of the towel that was about to be soaked with his piss. His hips twitched forward on their own accord and pressed his cock deeper into the folds.
“What are you doing, Eren?” a curious whisper reached his ears. It made him close his eyes and moan.
“I am about to piss the towel, Levi…”
“Oh? Tell me about it…”
“I-” Eren took a calming breath, his heart seemed like it was about to beat out of his chest. “I am holding the wadded up towel in one hand,” he stroked his other hand over his cock for a couple of seconds, “and I am holding my cock with the other – aiming it at the towel.”
“Mhh...” Levi purred and grunted softly, then there was the familiar slick sound of skin wetly gliding over skin as Levi stroked his cock.
“Levi, did you –… again?”
“Mmmm, yea, it dried up during our talk. Needed to make it wet again.”
“Fuck, not fair…” Eren whined.
“Eeeh…?” The drawl sounded mischievous and expectant. “What is stopping you then, Eren?” Levi was playfully cajoling him.
Good question – his brain supplied before he leaned back in the chair and tried to relax. He concentrated on his need to pee, and pushed. A small dribble came out and wet a small spot on the towel. He pushed again, this time managing to release a spurt that lasted for a second.
“Ah, Levi… I am gonna do it…” He suddenly felt the need to announce it. The statement made it sound so much naughtier.
“Go ahead,” Levi encouraged softly, headphones making it sound like the man was standing right beside him and whispering directly into his ear, “Just relax and let it go.”
It was easier said than done though. Eren’s body was once again refusing to relinquish control. He had to strain every time to be able to dribble into the towel. Eren let out a frustrated little sound in the back of his throat.
“Having some difficulty?” Levi laughed a bit breathlessly.
“Yea, fuck, I want to do it but it does not come out…”
“Let me help you then. Brace yourself for it, Brat.”
“Help? How?” Eren asked in a confused tone, when he suddenly heard Levi moan. It was a loud, relaxed moan and behind it came the sound of… someone pissing. Eren’s cock twitched, Levi hummed and there was an unmistakable sound of pitter patter filling his headphones.
“Ah, Eren, I had to go for a bit now… Fuck I am pissing all over myself.”
“Oh shit, Levi…” Eren stuttered. “The… the chair, do you have a towe—”
“No, it is unprotected.”
“Fuck…”
“Mmmh,” The pattering sound changed in a subtle way, “Ah… My shirt is getting really wet,” Levi sounded dazed for a second there and the sound of pissing increased in volume momentarily, „I am going to overflow the chair,” there was a sound of shuffling, of fabric rustling and… squelching… then it sounded like a forceful spray was hitting something hard. “I am pissing the floor… Shit I will be too hard to continue soon… Eren, piss for me,” Levi moaned.
At that point Eren’s brain shut down. If the man could let go of his inhibitions so easily, then so could he… He unconsciously thrust his hips a few times into the wet patch on the towel and… relaxed. Closed his eyes and let the excitement grip him. He listened to Levi finish relieving himself on the floor and start to masturbate with wet faps. He gave his cock a few strokes then stopped, strained a bit and started going. Slowly at first. Piss flowed into the towel in a steady drizzle then the flow picked up in intensity. He opened his eyes and gazed at his cock spraying piss into the soft folds.
“I am going…” He whispered in elation. “I am going, Levi…” He eased even more into what he was doing and before long he was hissing into the towel full force, the sound loud in the otherwise silent room. The cloth filled at a rapid pace barely managing to absorb the liquid in time. He groaned. Fuck this was heaven; a debauched, dirty, fucked up version of heaven.
He slowed his stream into a small trickle and started thrusting his cock against the drenched towel. There was a delicious squelching sound as he did it and it was exhilarating.
“Fuck that sounds hot, Eren,” Levi moaned in his ear. There were obvious sounds of him masturbating and his voice sounded kinda fucked out. “Are you fucking the towel while taking a piss?”
“Yes,” Eren breathed out. “Yes, oh God, it feels soooo GOOD…Ah! No, Ah…. I am going to come...!” His eyes flew open (he had no idea when he had closed them) as his whole body seized up and he was suddenly cumming, shooting his load into the drenched towel without any forewarning. “Ahhh… Levi… AH!” His hips kept thrusting without a conscious thought, fucking his cum deeper into the sodden cloth. He panted with exertion, his head feeling pleasantly fuzzy.
He distantly heard Levi reach climax with a broken moan and a ‘Fuck, Eren I am cumming’.
Eren slumped in his seat with a contented sigh and gazed lazily at his cock resting in the confines of the towel, twitching now and then with the little aftershocks. He felt boneless. His heart pounded in his ears, chest heaved, short gasps left his parted lips and his head felt like it was filled with cotton. He continued to watch his cock resting on the drenched fabric and without a conscious thought started pissing into the towel again, the trickle slow, languid. His body complied so easily this time...
He felt dazed, warm all over and so… so satisfied. He was excited with what he had just done. His eyes flicked to the side, taking in his darkened room illuminated only by the bluish light coming from his laptop screen. A lazy thought flittered to the forefront of his mind – ‘I am pissing in the middle of my bedroom’. He was still swimming in the afterglow, languidly dribbling into the towel, when an idea formed in his head. Before he could change his mind, he stopped the trickle and stood up. He deposited the sodden towel on his desktop, heedless that it will leave a little puddle underneath it and turned to face the chair.
He licked his lips and slid one knee onto the soft seat. He put one hand on the backrest of the chair and gripped the hand-rest with the other. He hovered over the chair and, and relaxed his bladder. Piss came easily this time and a short spurt sprayed directly onto the chair cushion. He watched it soak in into the fabric.
“Ah…” He exhaled entranced. His cock twitched.
“Mmm… Feeling good, Eren?” came a lazy drawl from Levi.
“Yea, I am pissing on the chair.” Eren swallowed hard as he watched enraptured another spurt of piss leave his cock and splash onto the chair. “It is… I am naughty pissing on my chair,” Eren whispered in awe. His hand left the hand-rest and brushed against the damp spot, stroking it until the piss soaked into the material.
“Fuck,” he could hear a sliver of shock in Levi’s voice as he whispered, “Are you fucking serious?”
“Yeah, it is strange, Levi… I am usually feeling ashamed after playing a bit with my piss, but now… I am not. Not yet at least. Maybe I am still too horny to care right now. So horny in fact, that I am afraid I might mark my whole room with piss,” It was a scary thought but at the moment it made so much sense.
“Shit…” He could hear Levi moan, fabric rustling. “I want to jack off again but I am still too sensitive to the touch,” it was silent for a moment, then, “Eren, do you really want to do it? To piss all over your room?” He paused, “you sure about it?”
“Mhm,” he answered without hesitation. He felt liberated. And at the moment he just… did not care. He pushed his chair away from the desk and knelt on the little carpet at his feet. He spread his knees a little wider until the head of his cock brushed the fabric and started to piss… for a full count of three seconds.
He swallowed hard. He was making a mess of things. And it felt fucking good.
He watched the piss soak into the carpet and stroked his almost flaccid cock.
“I just sprayed the carpet…or more like… pissed on the carpet for a few seconds.”
“Geez, Eren…”
Eren licked his lips for the millionth time that night and his gaze slid to the laundry basket. He stood up and took a step towards it when the cord that connected his headphones to the laptop stopped him in his tracks. Static crackled in his headphones.
“Hm? What was that sound?” Levi asked, his tone lax.
“Uh, nothing,” Eren turned to his laptop and his hand hovered over the cord end that connected the headphones to the laptop. “Hey, Levi?”
“Hm?” The man hummed in question.
“I am going to disconnect my headphones from the laptop. So that… uh, I can move freely in the room… and… and so that we are still… able to talk.”
“Oh?” it sounded like Levi was smirking on the other end of the connection, “Naughty…”
“As you know, I am not alone in the house, so…” He whispered hesitantly.
“Yeah, I will try to be quiet.”
“Okay,” Eren unplugged the cord and checked the volume of the laptop speakers. It was at the max so he lowered it to around 30%. “I unplugged the headphones,” he said and removed said headphones from his head, placing them near the sodden towel on his desktop.
“Yea, I am still with you.”
Levi’s voice now filled his room and for a second there, Eren could imagine him being here, in his bedroom, with him.
His cock twitched and started to slowly harden again. He stroked it a few times.
“Are you still too sensitive for touch, Levi?”
“Hm? No, I have been stroking myself for a few minutes now. Trying to get hard again.”
“Good,” Eren ran his thumb over the head of his cock a few times and concentrated. A little spurt of piss escaped his penis wetting his fingers and the carpet below his feet. He slicked his hand over his semi-erection. It was all so wrong… yet so right at the same time. He turned and went towards his previous goal. He directed his cock towards the laundry basket and released a forceful spurt of piss into it, over some shirts and other clothing that was in it. He groaned.
“What are you doing?” he heard Levi’s amused tone and his lips curved into a small smile. It was so easy to talk to him now.
“I just sprayed my laundry.”
“Good, it will soak up and leave no evidence.”
Eren snorted, “Spoken like a true detective,” he moved away from the basket and looked around his room again. Eyes searching. The wardrobe came into view and he moved towards it.
“Hah, sure,” Levi huffed out a short laugh and moaned quietly.
“Are you getting hard?” Eren casually asked as he stepped over his discarded pants, underwear and t-shirt that lay haphazardly thrown on the floor near his wardrobe and opened its doors. He was met with the mirror on the inner side of it. And suddenly he was looking at himself, at his nude self, hand lazily working over his almost hard cock.
He heard Levi answer that yes, he was hard and that he had removed his clothes, that he was sitting in the drenched chair naked, stroking his cock. Eren’s eyes flicked from his own crotch in the mirror to his face. His hair was in disarray like it always was, his mouth slightly open, chest heaving with deep breaths, and his eyes… His green eyes were swallowed up by the blown out pupils. He stared. And at this crazy moment in time he thought he looked gorgeous, fucked out… He took a step closer to the mirror and pushed the head of his cock against it. He could feel that his bladder was almost empty… But not just yet… There was no hesitation when he sprayed the glossy surface in a single controlled spurt.
It was hot.
“I just pissed on my mirror while looking at myself.”
Levi moaned and he could hear him wetly stroking his cock. Eren smiled, “You pissed again,” he stated unabashedly.
Levi chuckled, the fapping sound increasing, “Guilty as charged…”
Eren closed the wardrobe and turned away from it… His bed came into view. He swallowed a moan and his heart rate picked up.
“Levi?” He said, eyes glued to his bed.
“Hm?”
“You said you have wet the bed before…”
Levi choked on a moan. His chair creaked, something squelched… “Hold- haaah, hold your horses, Eren… Shit, I have ruined you...”
Eren laughed breathlessly.
“Seriously though, hold off of it for now. That is a bit too much to clean up afterwards.”
“I will not do it,” Eren felt himself smirk. “But… I might mark it… a bit.”
Levi groaned.
“I do not have much piss left in me… I am actually surprised I lasted as long as I did.”
“I guess we are lucky then. Otherwise your bed would have faced a disaster…”
“Oh, shut up,” Eren rolled his eyes and stepped towards his bed. “Better tell me how you did it,” he offered while he tossed the covers away from his bed and tucked the beddings out and away from the corner of his bed.
“Hm, well, it was planned, and I was actually anxious about doing it,” he huffed a breath between his strokes and continued, “I bought a waterproof sheet and made my bed. I climbed in and well, played with myself for a while.”
Eren listened to Levi’s smoky voice and straddled the corner of the bared mattress. He lowered his erection on it and humped it a few times, hyping himself up.
“When I felt pretty desperate and started to leak a bit I rolled on my back, bent my knees and spread my legs.”
Eren moaned at the image and thrust his cock against the mattress. He looked down at himself for a few seconds then took his cock in his hand and aimed it down. His heart thudded in his chest as he relaxed, strained a bit and a spurt of piss shot onto his bare mattress. It was a short spray but a forceful one.
“Since I was hard, my piss sprayed into the air and pattered down onto the bedding. I played a bit with that…”
Eren moaned – both, at Levi’s hot words and at what he had just done. He lowered himself back down onto the damp mattress and rubbed his cock against the wet and warm patch.
“Uh-uh… and?” He spurred Levi on, with a breathless voice.
Levi chuckled. “Well I soon became too aroused with what I was doing and started to masturbate. I became so keyed up that I came,” Levi moaned. His breaths were becoming uneven and Eren knew he was going to come soon. “Ahhh… I, I was still too anxious to fully wet my bed so… I didn’t. I went to the loo afterwards and finished there. Ah, Eren I am gonna come again…” The fap fap fap was now unmistakable coming from his laptop speakers.
Eren muffled his groan by biting the corner of his comforter. He started thrusting his cock against the wet patch with more vigor, ready to reach his climax. He heard Levi softly curse, whine and then moan long and hard. Eren closed his eyes and chased his own orgasm. The bed creaked a bit and his hips stuttered to a stop at the unexpected sound. He gentled his thrusts, lifted up a bit and after a second of hesitation peed more on the mattress. The slow trickle soon came to a stop however, as he suddenly found himself empty. He whined. It was not enough… He strained a bit and managed a small dribble before lowering himself back into a damp blotch and started grinding.
He was getting close. He moaned into his comforter and felt his balls draw up. He shivered and his body started tensing up. So close, just a little more… Just…
Suddenly there was a sound from the hallway, a floorboard creaked… and he froze, his breathing stopping altogether, eyes going wide. A door opened then closed.
“Eren?” Levi whispered but the quiet exhalation of his name sounded like a thunder in his silent bedroom. Eren’s cock throbbed and he started to unload, crashing over the metaphorical edge. His head snapped back, his back bowed and he suddenly felt helpless against the tremors wracking his whole body – orgasm washing over him like a tidal wave. He bucked over the bed, cum shooting and stringing over the damp mattress, mouth opening in a soundless moan.
There was a sound of toilet flushing and someone passed his bedroom door to return to their bedroom. Doors opened then closed.
Eren collapsed on the bed, his chest heaving with desperate breaths. His heart was hammering in his chest like a bird trapped in a cage.
“Oh my God, Levi…” he whispered and simply hoped that the older man will hear him all the way from his bed. “I almost got caught.”
“What?” He heard alarm in Levi’s tone.
“Yeah, someone just went to the toilet… and I… I fucking orgasmed…”
Levi chuckled.
“It is not funny Levi,” Eren hissed aghast. His senses were slowly but surely returning to him. “Fuck, I just pissed all over my room and almost got caught while pissing on the bed. Shit.”
“You… Pissed the bed?”
“No?” Eren squeaked in denial. He was a bit scared to look at the aftermath. “I mean…” He shifted a bit and grimaced at the wet feeling under his crotch, “Not fully at least…But a bit more than I intended to.”
“Well what can I say, welcome to the dark side.”
“Uh-huh… thanks,” His eyes swept over his room and he groaned. “Fuck… there will be a lot to clean up.”
“Hey, Eren.”
“What?” Eren whined from his bed.
“I loved it. I loved what we both just did.”
Eren’s cheeks filled with heat and he absently nuzzled against the comforter. His heart fluttering in his chest. He did too. He could not lie to himself. He enjoyed it.
“Me too…” He said. “I loved it too.”
“Eren, look, I did not mean for all this to happen,” he heard Levi sigh. He sounded resigned. “I am older than you…” He groaned. “Fuck, much older than you, and we shouldn’t have—”
“Don’t you dare, Levi…” Eren hissed.
It was silent for a moment. Then Levi continued, “When we started talking I noticed your interest in the fetish but at the same time you seemed skittish about it. I just wanted to encourage you a bit... Then it all got out of hand…” Levi chuckled but the sound was strained. “I did not expect to get aroused in the middle of our conversation and I did not plan to do anything sexual with you,” He cleared his throat. “It just happened,” Levi seemed to struggle with his words, maybe with his thoughts too. “I found out that I enjoy pissing when I was sixteen. Since then I became comfortable with lots of things – like pissing on unprotected surfaces. I feel like today I have pushed you into something you were not ready for…”
Now it was Eren’s turn to chuckle, “Levi, I am lying in a pissy bed right now… You did not hold my dick and tell me to piss on it,” he said with mirth in his voice. “Let’s just say, your encouragement worked a bit too well…”
“Maybe, but we went overboard with it.”
“Yea, kinda…” Eren agreed with a small smile tugging at his lips. Then he sobered up. “I was afraid of my fetish. I was afraid to experiment with it. But today?” He let the question hang for a moment. “After that first orgasm, my brain just shut down. All I could feel was excitement coursing through my veins… And I just couldn’t deny any longer how strongly I wanted to piss where I shouldn’t. It was long time coming… I reveled in the experience. So don’t you dare to blame yourself…”
“Hm…” Levi hummed. “Still… When our conversation started I never would have thought we would end up where we did.”
“Neither did I…” Eren said then suddenly burst out laughing, trying to smother the sound with his comforter.
“What? Did I say something funny?”
“No,” Eren gasped trying to calm himself down. “I just remembered how nervous I was to type that simple ‘Hi’ at the beginning of our conversation, which is funny now that I think about it. Levi, I agonized over it for ten minutes.”
“Did you now?” He could hear Levi’s amusement.
“Mhm. We…” Eren hesitated. “We shouldn’t have done what we did. I agree. But I have no regrets,” He confessed.
They stayed silent for a moment then Levi’s voice broke the silence again, “We might have started our… friendship… on the wrong foot today. But let’s keep in touch? Let’s get to know each other better. And I mean without involving our cocks in the conversation next time...”
Eren sighed, exhaustion finally catching up with him, “Yea, agreed.”
Levi cleared his throat then, “It is a bit late…” he said and Eren’s eyes flickered to the clock on his bedside table. It read 02:53. Eren heard some rustling on Levi’s end, then a lewd sounding squelch. The brunet bit his lip to smother a smile. He could hear a little splash, followed by, “Fuck I just stepped into my own piss… It’s fucking gross.”
Eren giggled despite himself.
“Ok, let’s call this a night, Brat. Time to clean up.” Levi sounded annoyed.
“Aye, aye, Old man. Let’s clean up,” Eren heaved himself up and away from the bed. He wobbled on unsteady legs then glanced at his rumpled bed. Fuck, the corner of his gray mattress was wet. Not just damp by the looks of it, but wet. He… He had really pissed on his bed. He shifted then grimaced at the sticky feeling on his abdomen. “Shit I am covered in spunk.”
Levi chuckled, “Good night, Eren”.
“Good night… Levi.”
There was a sound of skype call disconnecting and it was suddenly very, very silent in his room.
Eren’s eyes swept over his bedroom again and his hands flew up to cover his face. He groaned in embracement. Fuck… FUCK…
He stood there for a minute wallowing in shame, then took a deep breath and willed his legs to move.
It was time to clean up his messes.
To be continued...?