“You’ve got such clear urine, it looks like you could drink it like water.”

I’ve tackled years of social programming in response to receiving compliments, from a bashful, “No, you don’t need to say that, you’re better/smarter/whatever plays down the compliment,” to a smile and a thank you that someone has made the effort to relay a kind thought.

In this situation I didn’t know how to respond except with, “Um, yeah, I drink a lot of water.”

The complimentary analysis of my piss kept coming.

“It doesn’t even smell.”

“You’re right, come to think of it” I said abstractly, as I withheld the urge to calculate how much water I drink daily – urinating at will and with an accurate aim was using most of my powers of concentration.

The Country Boy was sitting naked against the wall of the small shower with his legs bent, preparing for the second spurt of the extra litre of water I’d guzzled earlier. He is tall and I had to stand on the tip-toes of one foot with my knee pressing against the shower screen, an arm providing help higher above and my other leg was bent and resting on his shoulder. My free hand was between my legs trying to direct the erratic stream. I whispered, “Get out, you bastard,” under my breath to my bladder when the flow stopped. My legs were cramping and I hoped I didn’t topple before I was finished.

He seemed to enjoy the element of surprise and exclaimed each time a new jet of warmth sprayed him. I managed a few longer bursts and landed streams down his chest and onto his cock. His erection sprang from nowhere and poked upright in defiance of gravity – evidence that he was more into his first golden shower than either of us could have imagined. His enthusiasm didn’t have the desired reaction of me being able to release more easily but I was able to deliver some generous showers on the hand that was now wrapped around his cock and tugging furiously.

I have written here in the past that golden showers don’t do much for me sexually but seeing his almost unbelievable excitement ramped up my energy levels. When I was finished and saw the look of determined hunger in his eyes, I guessed he’d be up for almost anything.

“Want me to squirt on you as well?”

“Fuck yes. Yes, please.”

We scrambled about in the tight space to give his uplifted arm some room to work my g-spot. I had to place more weight on my legs to crouch lower and my muscles protested sharply. The first orgasm hit me while the first lot of fluid hit him and I became caught in the conflicting thoughts that I was in a fair amount of discomfort yet I felt unreasonably good. His arm must have been straining as well but he wasn’t going to stop until we’d made complete messes of each other.

“Got any more in you?”

“No idea, let’s see!”

I had plenty more in me.

We stood on shaking legs and stretched as I turned the water on to clean ourselves. His cock was still pointing towards me and, as I cleaned him, he started making the murmurs familiar with his sex drive escalating from high to urgent.

In the spirit of finishing what I started, I turned the nozzle away and knelt before him, taking his cock in my mouth as I cupped his balls. He shifted in time with me and took over holding the base of his shaft while I gripped his buttocks as I sucked. Things got a little porny* when he started rubbing the head of his cock over my lips but I played along and flicked my tongue, occasionally sliding him back in my mouth and clamping down with my teeth**.

There was no way he was going to last long. He thrusted faster into my mouth and I did that other porny thing of keeping my mouth open with my tongue out. I refrained from looking up and doing the over-acted wide-eyed look at him as I do have some have boundaries — inconsistent as they may be — and he came in globs in and around my mouth.

It was a day later I realised that I hadn’t asked if he wanted to shower me with gold. I’ll have to run it past him but I believe answer will already be yes.

* I have never got around to jotting my views on modern-day porn, come to think of it. Maybe one day.

** I have never seen proper biting of a cock in porn. This is one reason I don’t like it.