I’ve been pissing on myself since I was a kid.

There I said it.  That was the start of me being kinky and this is the one thing I started early.

My britches with a yellow stripe on the right. Flagging, proudly, as a piss bottom.

In May 1996, I stayed with a very hot Bear in London, a total furball, a Canadian now living in the UK who was breaking my 10 month not-self imposed abstinence from sex.  His neighbours were a VERY hot Bearish couple who were kinky – Leather, rubber, piss, you name it.  Me?  I was a fairly naive Bearish guy hungry for anything and I was horny as hell.

Well my piss play with other guys does not start there, but I was intrigued and I thought the guys were hot. I was also quite judgemental.  Scott and I had gone back to the UK in 2001, Scott’s first time in the UK and I remember saying something about, “Oh they’re in to piss” in a rather judgemental way.  Despite the fact that I had been pissing on myself since I was 8 years old or so.  I have to admit, I’m embarrassed by my behaviour at that time, and in some respects I do let it haunt me.  Since that time, I have grown up and learned considerably.  And hey, I’m now part of the converted.

It wasn’t until 2004 during my first weekend with Master Chuck that we were out at Zig’s, the one and only gay bar in Sudbury, Ontario; and he passed me a bottle of his finest piss.  I had a grin that said, “No body knows I’m drinking my Sir’s recycled beer piss out of a beer bottle at this bar”.

After finishing the bottle, we were back at his place when I finally had a chance to taste His piss straight from the source – and it tasted like buttered popcorn, I kid you not.  And yes, I’m hard thinking about it.

I think my favourite piss moment was standing outside the bar in Sudbury, needing to take a piss, telling Sir and he told me to piss right there in the middle of the street.  Meanwhile redneck guys in pickup trucks were driving by and there’s a big wet mark going down the left-side of my jeans and a stream going down the road. *GRIN*

Another favourite moment was while Scott and I were living at the house I grew up at.  We were holding a housewarming party, and then a housewarming dungeon party for our kinky friends and Leather family.  I was put in a cage, chained up on my back, funnel to my mouth and pissed on by several people at the party.  That was fucking hot!  Especially Sir’s Leatherson who kept on pissing and pisssing and pissing and pissing on me.  Man he has a big bladder.

Sir’s recommended drinks include water, beer, cranberry juice, and root beer.  We tend to switch between drinks alternating with water, beer, and one of the others.  For cleaning out before a night of piss play, water and green tea can help.

Unless you’re a masochist or a sadist, coffee piss is not recommended for those who are piss bottom beginners.  As for me, I’d have no issue taking Sir’s coffee piss – yes I’m that dedicated to His piss.

One other thing you need to be careful of is what medications someone is on, if you’re going to drink.  The medication may be metabolized and excreted in urine which is then transferred to the sub through ingestion.  It can happen with antidepressants, HIV meds – pretty much anything foreign to the body.

Try taking a multivitamin – notice the colour of your piss a few hours later.  I don’t recommend drinking that either.

But hey, pissing on someone is always an option.

As for pissing in someone – you do have to be careful and there are a few good articles about the risks, out there.  Some factors include:

• Cover up – while piss may be cleaner than spit, it’s not 100% sterile and you can still transfer STDs and even the meds you may be on.
• Can you piss with a hard on?  Many guys can’t so how do you stay in?
• Wounds and sores?  If you’ve just fucked or even fucked hard there may be open sores up your partner’s ass or on your cock. Again, don’t forget to cover up.
• Don’t try to empty your whole bladder into someone.

And this is by no means a comprehensive list.

So there you go – a brief history of piss in my lifetime.