(can you guys tell that I'm high out of my fucking mind every time I post an update of this?)

He'll have to bring his Hitachi wand with him next time to see if he can fix that.

It pulls a low, elongated groan from his throat as it rolls through him, his legs trembling lightly.

Just as good as the others, just in a different way.

He appreciates the work that it does for him, but doesn't stop him from wishing it was more powerful.

He pees for so long that it almost hurts a little bit to keep going, but a few quick swirls of fingers around his little nub fix that.

The orgasm he has this time is a little lazier, softer of intensity but no less pleasurable.

It's /hot/, not just in horny but in temperature too, almost this side of burning as the liquid rushes over his clit.The sound is loud in the quiet of the bathroom, bouncing off the walls in a way that he's never noticed before and WOW has it always sounded that filthy?

He tries everything, from leaning to pressing into his bladder to getting up for MORE water, and it takes /hours/ for it to finally happen.

But it does happen.

It starts as a little trickle that barely makes him shiver a little bit before exploding into a hurricane of pleasure.

TWs: he's trans and he likes piss play you know what you're here for

The next time it feels like it takes fucking AGES for him to finally go.

He drinks so much water he feels like he's gonna be sick, and sits on the toilet for so long his legs go numb, but he can't fucking GO.

Another soft, almost wounded moan, a quick twitch or two, and the pleasure finally receedes, leaving him gasping as he lays back against the skin warmed porcelain of the toilet, thighs still shaking and heart pounding in his chest.

He'll definitely have to do this again.

He's loud, too loud for a house he shares, but how can he bring himself to care when his secretly and prettily manicured and soft pink painted toes are curling into the bathroom carpet beneath him while his pelvis levitates into the air ro get closer to his moving fingers?

"Oh yes, oh please, oh yes, oh yes, oh f-fuck-! Yes! Fuck!"

He cums with a little squeal of pleasure, his hips jumping forward as the rolling waves of pleasure become a tsunami, drowning him in pleasure until he can't stop his voice even if he wanted to.

Until he's on display like a fucking harlot, his cunt needy and pissy and begging to be filled by the first available dick that was willing.

The image alone unconsciously makes him move his fingers faster, circling firm, wet fingers around his clit until his breath is catching in his throat.

- same kind of debilitating pleasure that has him throwing his head back with a loud, incredibly debauched moan.

His skin feels on fire with the sudden need to be touched. To get grabbed by a pair of hot, rough hands that are double the size of his thighs, pushing his legs open wide.

He has to stop himself from immediately rubbing out a quick and fast orgasm.

Instead, he swirls slow, steady circles around his clit, the slight callous of his dry fingers immediately being drenched by his own arousal and urine.

It's overwhelming. So unlike the first time, but with the -

- drops his pants and quickly sits.

It's different from last time, he notices immediately.

The effects are less fireworks in his lower belly and more slow moving pleasure rolling through his body, leaving him so sensitive that his legs twitch and hole clenches even though he's sitting still.

TWs: #trans!baku, More piss????

He does it again when he next has the chance, taking large glugs of water in between hits of his bong, and is already ready to burst when he's almost fully high.

He stumbles, weak kneed and a little dizzy, down the hall to his bathroom, where he -

I'm high as FUCK that's hilarious

So you're saying we're gonna get a poly sex fic soon 👀?