Josh awoke to a hammering on his door. “Josh, get up!” he heard Henrys voice from the other side of the door. Groaning, he looked at the clock. Too damn early. But Henry knocked again, so Josh crawled out from under his sheet and opened the door.
“What is it?” He groaned.
“I – eh… You’re kinda nude.” Henry stated irritated.
“Yes, that’s how I sleep. Whatdoyouwant?” Josh slurred. He saw that Henry was still in his boxers and T-shirt, but had a toothbrush hanging out of his mouth.
“Well, eh, I have to pee. I was wondering if you wanted to, you know, care for it again” Josh was more than a little surprised. Not only was Henry the one suggesting to repeat the kinky action, but also waking him for it and being rather self-conscious about it. However, Josh was tired and just wanted to shut the door and go back to sleep. He cleared his throat. On the other hand, he was feeling thirsty again and it wasn’t that much of a big deal. So he just nodded and passed Henry on his way to the bathroom, getting to his knees again in the same position like last time.
However, tired as he was, he lost balance and found himself falling backwards before he came to a halt, basically sitting on the floor now. That wasn’t what caused him to exhale sharply though, but the fact, that he fell exactly on the sewage pipe still sticking out of the floor. The pipe had abruptly invaded his virgin ass, almost flawlessly connecting to his behind now.
Before he could heave himself off the metal pipe however, Henry entered the bathroom and stepped up to the naked josh with a pipe in his ass. Unmoved by the sight, he lowered his boxers and pulled out his dick. It might be that he was semi-hard or perhaps Josh had misjudged it before – but the tool dangling in front of his eyes was much bigger than he remembered. He even wasn’t sure if it was smaller than his own at all. Josh didn’t have much time to think though, as Henry started pissing at him without warning, soaking his whole face. He opened his mouth to protest, but now, the stream just went in there and Josh had no choice but to open wider and start swallowing.
Henry emptied his bladder onto and into the naked Josh without paying too much attention to the man. He barely noticed Josh’s mouth opening wider and wider until it was a good two flat hands wide and almost centered in his face – a face that would have been white if it weren’t for his spilled piss and kind of shiny. It might be the way Josh was sitting on the pipe (which Henry shrugged away in his mind) but his face was almost completely turned upwards.
After he was finished, he pulled up his boxers, uncaring for the drops landing in the underwear and turned to the sink. He had to shave, otherwise he didn’t even need to go to work. Sighing he took his electric razor and started to rid his chin of his beard – it was more than a stubble already, the kind of hair he normally sported after a month of not shaving. As he was finished, he looked at the sink. He couldn’t possibly just flush that down the sink. Josh had clogged the piping more than once with shaving hair. Henry began to collect the thick brown hairs with his hand and turned around. His eyes met the naked Josh, still in the same position he left him. With another shrug of his shoulders, he disposed of the waste hair simply by dumping them into Josh’s still extremely open mouth. There. Problem solved, Henry said to himself and left the bathroom without thinking twice.
Josh was in a state of utter confusion. This was getting clearly out of hand and even he started to feel a bit disgusted about what Henry was doing to him. On the other hand, being humiliated, no, being used like that filled Josh with a strange, warm feeling of purpose. Purpose and utter arousal. He was still completely helpless and immobile when he heard the flat door close – Henry gone without even saying goodbye.