Re: First piss experience
My first experience with piss play was when I was 16. I found a phone number on a bathroom wall advertising a good blow job, so I called it and went over and got one. This was in the '60's, way before internet. Turns out that it was a married Methodist youth minister who had a special play place in the attic of the family home. Never encountered a wife, but his teenage son came home as I was leaving once. I saw the youth minister a couple of times, and I was young enough and inexperienced enough not to realise until later that not all we did during our times together were things that gay men commonly did together. He asked me to piss in his mouth - and he drank it down without spilling a drop. He also had me on all fours and afterward held a paper towel in his hand to catch my turds. Not sure what he did with them after I left, but that was all he did when I was there. These things really excited me. On my second visit he asked me to piss in his mouth again, and of course I was really, really hard so I couldn't do it right away. He just held the tip of my cock in his mouth and said to keep trying, but unfortunately I came soon after that even without any extra stimulation. He got angry with me for cumming and not saying anything, but I didn't even realise I was going to cum until it was happening. His reaction kind of scared me off and I never saw him again.
As I got older, I found fiction with watersports scenes and was turned on by it. I wanted to shower in piss and drink it, but I was too chicken to try it. I did find someone when I was in my late 20's who liked to drink my piss, though, but I never had the courage to do it
myself. I was able to experience golden showers later, though, both on my own, and a couple of times with others. I always knew that someday I would be brave enough to drink someone's piss, but I didn't know when.
Then, one time I was at Club Z in Seattle and cruising around the baths just looking for fun times - and having them. When I looked into one room, a smaller Asian man in leather harness, boots, and hat quietly asked if I wanted to drink his piss - no prelude or build up, just a simple and quiet question to a guy who paused to look in his door. And without having planned on or thought about piss at all that night, without missing a beat I simply answered, "yes." Nothing else was said. I went in, got on my knees, he put his cock in my mouth and started pissing. I drank it all down without spilling a drop, and the rest, as they say, is history. It was an unexpected event that I was not sure I would ever be able to do, yet just being in the right place at the right time and without overthinking it, turned out to be a perfect introduction to drinking piss. Now I LOVE to drink piss, though I don't get as much as I would like.