#pissss

“Ah damn it, he bit me.” Jack was just trying to give denny some head scratches on his way through the door.

Robby who’s sitting on the couch reading his book doesn’t even look up, “yeah he’s been on a rampage today, haven’t you pup?”

Some whines from the pup in question, trying to deny the accusation.

“Oh yeah?, rampage like what?”

“Like I mentioned that good boys who eat their breakfast get rewards and he pissed himself in the middle of the kitchen. ” Robby finally looks up at Jack, pulling his glasses off and setting his book down.

“No, not my good boy.” Jack kneels down to be eye level with dennis’ naked body, save for his collar, “You didn’t do that, surely daddy’s telling stories.” His puppy voice in full effect combined with the pets and scratches are getting Dennis riled up from his place in the dog bed.

A symphony of barks, most likely their boy trying to defend his honor fill the room.

“I had to put puppy pads down too because once he realized he could pee on command, he wouldn’t stop marking things.”

Jack stops his petting to look up at Robby. Then back at Dennis. “No.”

“Oh yes. You’re gonna need new pair of gym shoes, and there were multiple loads of laundry done today.” Robby stands from the couch and pads into the kitchen.

“Daddy needs a beer, would you like one Sir?”

Jack sighs and lifts up as well, “Sir would like a glass of vodka.”

Dennis is out of his bed now, following behind them on all fours. He’s alternating between trying to hump Jacks outstretched leg and trying to knock Robby’s beer out of his hand using his head.

Denny gets the fucking of his life that night and waterproof sheets are ordered promptly afterwards.

and thank you for these juicy requests anon!!

The couple have been on the couch for less than thirty minutes when Robby knows for sure what's going on. He’s been stroking Dennis’ hair which usually relaxes him, but instead the pup’s been oddly quiet for a bit, no longer commenting on their show like normal and switching positions often. But it's only when Dennis starts biting on his fingers that Robby knows what's really going on.

"Denny, baby? Do you need the potty?

Dennis doesn’t even lift his head from the pillow he’s laying on. “mmm no.”

Robby’s not easily fooled though, knows sometimes his boy needs to be dommed back into his body.

“Aht. Think about it and try again pup.”

The quiet whimper doesn’t escape Robby’s ears.

Dennis’ breathing evens out and he pauses to take stock of his body for real this time. Oh, he didn’t even realize his legs were bouncing like that. “Um, I think have to go Daddy.”

“Okay, let’s get you to the potty, sweet pea.”

They make it to the bathroom quickly and Robby has his pup sitting on the toilet waiting for him to use it, turning to the side to give the illusion of privacy.

When the sound of Denny’s stream doesn’t come Robby is turning back to be met with the boys little cock sticking straight up and the boys puppy eyes pathetically staring up at him.

“Oh my, so that’s what this is really about. My silly pup can’t tell the difference bettween needing to use it and getting all horny”

Robby’s smiling all wide, like this is the best thing that’s ever happened to him. Dennis can’t stop the embarrassed flush that spreads from his hairline to his chest.

⏰ is back again!!

Piss kink.

Ftm Whitaker

Hucklerobby, Whitaker having sex with Robby with a full bladder, he was able to hold it in pretty well before he got to riding Robby’s face, it goes pretty well before he accidentally pees into Robby’s mouth while the man was eating him out. Take this as you want!

Normally Dennis goes to the bathroom before starting something with Robby to prevent the exact scenario that he’s in right now. It's just that it wasn't him starting it this time.

It's their once in a lifetime off day eclipse and as soon as Robby and Dennis made eye contact in bed that morning, they agreed that it would be a lazy day. So now, Dennis is on the couch in one of Robby's big shirts and no bottoms.

When Robby comes in with two coffee mugs and stops short in the doorway, Dennis wonders what he sees in him. He's draped across the couch with no pants or underwear, hair pushed out of his face with silly butterfly clips, and the chip bag next to him matches the crumbs all over his face and shirt. At least the doctor in Whitaker is keeping his water bottle filled and refilled over this lazy day, but really, what is this man so enamored with?

Dennis has no chance to ask before Robby is pulling Dennis by his ankles so that he's sitting with his back to the couch and his feet planted on the floor. "Oh!-what, what is this?"

"Baby, you are so fucking hot." Robby's kneeling between Dennis' legs now, pulling them over his shoulder and pushing up his shirt with one hand that stays splayed over Dennis' tummy.

The whirlwind of movements catches him off guard and the next sound out of Dennis' mouth is a high pitched, drawn out moan. Robby is wasting no time; he's eating Dennis' pussy like a man fucking possessed.

God, Dennis is so glad fate led him to the best pussy eater on the planet. He's moaning into Dennis' cunt and lapping his tongue in patterns that feel like fire in Dennis's stomach. It's just that-

It's just that Dennis kinda needs to pee.

It’s not too bad right now, but with the way Robby is making him light up with pleasure, it might become an issue soon.

All his thoughts are halted though, when Robby twists his tongue deeper into Dennis’ cunt.

Ohhhh holy fuck that feels so good

When the blond resurfaces he realized he didn’t cum. Weird, the only time Dennis can’t cum when he’s so turned on is when he has to piss first.

Okay, no worries. Dennis can just go pee and then come back and get the orgasm of his dreams.

But then Robby’s shifting positions to suck on Dennis’ clit and,

“Robby, Robby—fuck that’s so good—Robby I gotta—Ohhholyshitt!

Before Dennis can stop it, he’s pissing, genuinely pissing into Robby’s mouth.

He’s whining and writhing with a hand in the older mans hair, trying to push him away—or maybe closer?

It feels like a new type of orgasm, letting go of his bladder while he’s all turned on and sloppy down there. Dennis’ thighs are locked around Robby’s head, and the man is surprisingly compliant in this whole situation.

He’s moaning in tandem with Dennis and has made no attempt to move out of the way of Dennis’ heavy stream. In fact, he’s pushing his face closer and moving his hand lower down on the boy’s stomach, reigniting the pulsing sensation in his pussy.

Robby’s still eating him out, crazy old bastard.

When his stream finally ends and the pair are absolutely covered in it, Robby decides to finish Dennis off.

He’s diving back down with a smile on his face, hand still pinning Dennis to the couch. He’s keeping eye contact with Whitaker while he eats his pussy like a starved man, piss be damned.

It definitely doesn’t take much for Dennis now, the whole situation catching him off guard enough to still be horny; he comes with a loud shout of Robby’s name.

The first thing Dennis says when he finally catches his breath is,

“Robby I ruined the couchhh”

The older man leans back onto his haunches, eyeing the sweet boy above him, cum and piss all in his beard.

“Dennis Whitaker, you are absolutely perfect.”

robby making dennis hold all day at work and for every time he goes he gets 10 spankings. does robby let him piss during said spankings ??? up to you !

loving you guys trusting me with your beloved kinks

It starts with Robby handing Dennis a full travel coffee mug before they both leave for their shift, seemingly a nice gesture. Or at least it was until just before they separate for the day and Dennis finishes the coffee. Goes to toss it in the sink after seeing a patient and, oh. its full again.

Water this time sure, but Dennis knows what that means. And he's a good boy no matter what, so he starts sipping on it while his blush steadily rises.

He passes Robby in the hallway and the older man grabs him by the arm just long enough to whisper in his ear, "Every time you go, it's 10." And then he’s gone.

And Dennis wishes he could play dumb, wishes he didn't know what Robby meant by go, what he meant by 10. But Dennis knows, and he's nothing if not Daddy's good boy.

So he holds it. Or he tries to, but he only makes it to hour two when the thought of a spanking starts to sound some type of appealing. He's crossing and uncrossing his legs while finishing some charts, really contemplating whether a spanking sounds worse than wet pants.

With the socially acceptable choice in mind, Dennis tries his very best to avoid Robby on his way to the bathroom. Maybe if he doesn't self report, nothing will happen.

But if Robby knows nothing, he knows his sweet boy. He's leaning against the wall right next to the bathroom door when Dennis comes out. He keeps it short and sweet, already on the move after handing Dennis a juice box, "Ten, baby.”

Fuccckkk.

Dennis only goes one more time before his shift is over and somehow he still has to go when he’s climbing into Robby’s passenger seat.

Robby grips Denny’s thigh and holds it tight for the whole ride home; just enough for Dennis’ legs to be forced open, no clenching to hold it.

Dennis is vibrating in his seat by the time they pull into the driveway, Robby’s talking casually about the shift like he’s not about to make Dennis wet himself over his lap.

Because yes, everytime they do this, Robby likes to pretend that the spanking are for his own good. That Robby just wants his boyfriend to feel good and let his tense bladder relax.

“And I know how hard that is sweet boy, so these spankings will help you relax, help you focus on something else.”

Dennis is writhing and whining in Robby’s lap as he lays down spank after spank to his bright red ass.

“I know, it hurts so good, doesn’t it? Yeah you’re my good boy. Just relax, we’re almost through.”

He slows the shower of spankings at the sound of Dennis’ piss dripping to the floor.