Desperate Wetting and cum! Soaked my Shorts and Shirt!
“Desperate Wetting and Cum! Soaked My Shorts and Shirt” is a vivid, erotic exploration of male water sports and extreme desperation. The video begins with a close-up shot of our protagonist’s crotch. He’s wearing tight, faded denim shorts that hug his package snugly. The camera slowly pans up his body, revealing his fit, toned physique, before settling on his face. He’s handsome but his features are contorted in a mix of pleasure and pain, barely managing to hold back the overwhelming urge to pee.
“I’m so fucking desperate,” he moans, his voice strained. “I’ve been holding it for hours.” He shifts his hips, trying to find a modicum of relief as the pressure on his bladder builds. “I can’t… I just can’t hold it any longer,” he gasps. With that, he gives in, surrendering to his primal need.
The camera zooms in on his crotch as the first sputtering stream of piss erupts from his throbbing cock. It’s a magnificent sight, the way his shorts rapidly darken, soaked through in seconds. A growing wet spot spreads across his crotch and down both legs as he sighs in relieved surrender. The denim turns translucent, clinging to his bulge and clearly outlining his package.
“I’m so backed up,” he grunts as he continues to piss himself, the stream going on and on. His hips shudder and twitch, his body wracked with intense sensation as he loses control. “Fuck, it won’t stop,” he moans as his shorts become completely saturated, rivulets of piss running down his thighs and dripping onto the floor below.
Once the flow finally tapers off, he looks down at himself in disbelief. His shorts are ruined, weighing heavy and sloshing with piss. A pool of urinate spreads out beneath him. “I’ve never peed myself so hard,” he says in awe, reaching down to touch the dripping denim. “It’s like being a teenager again.” He gives his bulge a squeeze and shudders, clearly aroused by the taboo act.
With a mischievous grin, he decides to make the most of the situation. He stands up and strips off his ruined shorts, baring his erect cock, still semi-flaccid from his massive release. “Guess there’s no reason to hold back now,” he winks at the camera before tugging his soaked shirt over his head, revealing his chiseled abs. He grips his renewed erection and begins strokes it firmly, his free hand playing with his piss-soaked balls.
He takes his time, thoroughly enjoying the sensation of the cool air on his overheated, slightly sticky skin. His spent cock rapidly rises to full, throbbing hardness in his skilled hands. He’s a vision of debauched sexuality, standing there naked except for his soaked shirt and rivulets of piss trickling down his legs. He squeezes out globs of precum from his swollen cock head, flicking his tongue out to catch the drops and savoring the salty-sweet flavor.
With a shiver of pleasure, he resumes stroking, his hips rocking into his fist. The room fills with the sounds of his heavy breathing and the squelch of his balls drawing up tight. “Fuck, I’m close,” he grunts, really pumping his fist now. The camera zeros in on his pulsing cock, the flared head an angry purple. “Gonna cum, gonna cum so fucking hard.”
Strands of thick spooge erupt from his jerking cock, splattering obscenely across his pumped chest and abs. He moans through his intense release, his abs contracting with the force of it. Sticky ropes of spunk drip down his spent shaft as he keeps stroking, drawing out every last drop of cum. “Fuck yes,” he sighs contentedly, catching his breath.
He looks down at the mess he’s made, the piss and semen coating his lean torso, the stray streams still running down his thighs. “I’ve trashed everything,” he chuckles, still a little drunk off his erotic high. “But fuck, it was worth it.” He leans back against the wall, his sticky, spent body on full display, looking thoroughly debauched and satisfied. “Just thinking about all that piss, flooding my shorts, drenching me… fuck. Turns me right back on.”
With a wicked grin, he takes his dripping, messy cock in hand once more. The camera lingers to catch the filthy, erotic denouement as he strokes himself back to full mast, preparing to execute the ultimate taboo encore act. And a new cycle of desperate, damp debauchery begins…