The Yellow Wedding

All characters are 18+ 

This story is mainly focused on watersports! 

Weddings are a funny thing. Everyone gets so worked up about looking their best. Women go on diets, men hit the gym, there's tan, teeth whitening, dresses that are too tight, tuxedos that look like they'll burst at the seams, and then everyone gets drunk and forgets why they're even there.

Or maybe that's just my family.

My brother's wedding had to be the best. His soon-to-be-wife was one of those people who felt like the world revolved around her, so the entire event had been planned right down to the finest details such as the cufflinks we had to wear. What she didn't know however, was that our family was a bit... Different.

Every wedding I'd ever been to had ended with some type of fist fight or police raid, because my family were a little crazy. Her family however, were some rich folks who lived the high life in the Hills somewhere.

Her younger brother was eighteen, the same age as me. She had two male cousins, both in their early twenties, and an uncle who was surprisingly young considering she was twenty-six. I believe he was the same age.

Anyway, being the only boy on our side of the family who wasn't much of a troublemaker, I found myself with them for most of the evening. They seemed like nice guys, though they were very polite and quiet, which I guess is quite normal.

As the rest of my family began getting shitfaced drunk, these guys sipped wine and chuckled about this and that. I wasn't particularly bored, but I certainly wasn't having the time of my life either, until her brother, Rhys pulled out a small bag of white powder and beckoned everyone toward the toilets.

I was sure that at this, the rest of the guys would have a fucking panic attack, but my jaw dropped when the three of them nodded eagerly and followed Rhys inside. They invited me to come with them, but I wasn't too pushed about getting fucked up at my brother's wedding, so I politely declined.

They were in there for maybe ten minutes before coming back out with big shit-eating grins on their faces. When I tell you that I've never seen a bunch of guys change so much in such a short space of time. Suddenly, the wine was replaced with Tequila shots, the polite chit chat was replaced by loud singing, and they were dancing like no one was watching, literally.

I had to admit that I found the entire thing pretty funny, and as the night went on, they disappeared a few more times and came back even more fucked up than they'd gone in.

Even throughout their cocaine binge, they were still really nice guys, and when the venue started to clear out, they invited me back to one of the rooms to continue the party.

Now at this point, I was also pretty messed up, though I'd stuck to beer and shots for most of the night, so I certainly wasn't on their level.

We got back to the uncle's room, which of course was an executive suite with all the bells and whistles. Compared to my room it was like the fucking Ritz.

There was plenty more beer, wine, champagne and drugs, and by four in the morning, the room had been transformed into a fucking nightclub. I'm truly shocked that we weren't kicked out, but I guess it just proves that people with money are treated a lot better than people like me.

The uncles name was Ricky, and I had to admit he was fucking hot. Other than the crazed drug binge, he clearly looked after himself, and it was obvious to tell that he hit the gym, a lot.

The two cousins were Dean and Adam, they were pretty good looking too, and although they weren't brothers, they looked very alike.

Ricky took out an empty shot glass and put it on the table. I didn't think much of it, and waited for him to fill it with one of the many spirits in the room, but my eyes nearly bulged from my head when the man unzipped his pants, pulled out a decent sized cock and filled the thing with steaming, yellow piss.

My jaw fell open and I looked at the rest of them, expecting them to be as horrified as I was, but none of them batted an eyelid.

"Cheers to the newlyweds" Ricky grinned, lifting the glass to his lips and knocking it back.

I couldn't believe my eyes, but I couldn't believe them even more when Dean took the now-empty glass, pulled his dick out from the waistband of his suit trousers and did the exact same thing!

"Cheers to the newlyweds!" He repeated, and gulped down a shot of actual urine.

The process continued, with Adam and then Rhys drinking their own fucking piss, before the glass came to me.

"It's a family tradition" Rhys grinned, elbowing me, "go ahead".

Maybe it was the drink, or maybe I just didn't want to insult the three, pretty fit, extremely fucked up young men, but somewhat reluctantly, I followed suit, peed in the shot glass, and without thinking too much of it, swallowed.

I expected it to be disgustingly miserable, but I had to admit, I was pleasantly surprised. It wasn't nice but it was certainly better than I had expected, and something about drinking my own piss actually turned me on. Damn, I was drunk.

The party continued as though we hadn't just gulped down our own piss, and it was around an hour later when Ricky pulled me to the side.

"You're very handsome" he grinned, and I had no idea how to respond. "Did you like your shot?"

I had a bit more confidence than I usually had given the copious amounts of alcohol running through my veins, and Ricky was too hot to turn down.

"Yeah" I nodded, and his smile widened.

He took me by the arm and pushed me into the bathroom, and the second the door closed, he was on me.

Our lips met in a frenzy of passion. His tongue pushed into my mouth, and I wasn't sure if it was his piss or mine that I could taste.

His fingers worked the buttons on my shirt, and I returned the favour. His chest was hairy and thick with muscle, but mine was rather pathetic in comparison, and mostly hairless. His hands rubbed me, reaching my waistband, and a moment later I was naked.

"You're so fucking hot" he breathed, kissing me again as my cock grew.

He took it in his hand, pumping it and sucking on my neck, whilst simultaneously removing his own pants until we both stood naked.

"Get in the bath" he told me breathlessly, and my eyes widened at the sight of his long, hairy cock.

I wasn't sure exactly why he wanted me to get into the empty bathtub, but I didn't question him. I sat down, his cock level with my face, and began sucking him off.

I'd sucked exactly one dick before, and it was nothing like this. I pumped my own whilst I swallowed his long, fleshy tube, and suddenly my mouth filled with something warm, salty and bitter.

I gulped the first mouthful, but Ricky pulled it out and began to douse me in hot piss. I should have been disgusted, but it felt better than anything I had ever felt before.

I let the yellow nectar drench my face, closing my eyes and sticking out my tongue as it poured over me. It drained down my chest, pooling at my crotch and wetting my cock as I jerked.

The heavy stench lingered as his powerful stream continued to drown me. He ran his hand through my wet hair, pulling me closer until he pushed his pissing cock back into my mouth and squirted it directly into my stomach.

It tasted wonderful, and all I could do was suck him off as he emptied his bladder into me. He must have been holding it for hours, because it felt like the stream was endless, until finally he pushed the last few spurts onto my tongue and reached between my legs.

"Lay back" he told me, squeezing and twisting his hand around my throbbing, piss-drenched rod.

I didn't even consider anything else. I lay back in the large pool of warm yellow, and Ricky pulled my legs slightly until I was at an angle with my erection pointed at my face.

"Do it" he breathed, "piss".

I wasn't sure I could. I had needed to go earlier, but trying to piss with a boner was difficult. I strained and strained, but only a few dribbles spilled into my bellybutton.

"Fuck it" he smirked, and crawled into the bath on top of me.

He smelled like sweat and piss, and the scent was delicious. We kissed again, swapping piss tinted saliva between our mouths, until suddenly I realised what he was doing.

My legs were gripped around his waist, and his large cock was pushing against my opening. We were both wet from the puddle of urine beneath me, and it seemed like that was the only lube that I was getting.

I gripped his back, wincing as he opened me, and relaxed into the pain as Ricky began to fuck me.

Perhaps the drugs had something to do with it, but the man pounded me with the stamina of a racehorse.

Suddenly, pissing with an erection was no problem. It began gushing from me, spraying my entire body with warmth, squelching between us as Ricky slurped it from my chest and returned to my mouth, spitting it inside as I gulped.

It was the kinkiest, most deranged thing I'd ever done, and by far, the fucking hottest.

I was moaning, groaning, pissing and gasping throughout the entire ordeal. Ricky somehow managed to flip me over, and now he was driving his hard cock deep into my bowels as my cheek slid up and down the mixed pool of urine.

I couldn't help myself, the harder he fucked me, the hornier I got, until I was sucking the beautiful juices into my mouth.

Finally, after what felt like about an hour, Ricky moaned loudly and began to fill my hole with something other than piss. He held me by the waist, ramming his tool deeper into me and grunting like an animal, and then it was over, and he pulled out of my used hole with a squelch.

"Turn around" he mumbled, crawling from the bath, soaked in sweat, piss and cum.

I slid onto my back, exhausted but still sporting a raging boner, and as soon as I did, Ricky began to piss again.

It was clearer than it had been, tinged only with cum, but it tasted just as great. He washed me in the stuff, starting with my hair and face and working his way down my entire body. I grasped my cock as he pissed on it, jerking his urine into my rod, until the stream dwindled and he sighed.

"I'm all out, man" he told me, wrapping a towel around his waist, "but wait there".

I wasn't sure what he was doing, but I was too fucking horny to care. The tub was now beginning to actually fill with piss, and laying in it was the hottest fucking thing. I could have easily finished myself off right there, until the door opened again, but it wasn't Ricky that I was looking at.

Instantly I covered myself, my cheeks burning red as I tried to scramble from the bath, but Rhys lifted his hand and laughed.

"It's alright" he chuckled, "just relax".

I paused for a moment, watching him closely as he walked toward the edge of the bathtub and unzipped his pants. I couldn't believe my eyes. I stared at him in disbelief as he pulled his cock from the zipper and pointed it at my face.

"Open wide" he grinned, and I think it was the shock that caused my mouth to open, but either way, it filled with strong tasting piss a moment later.

"Ricky told me you were a piss pig" he whispered, shaking his flaccid cock and spraying his pee all across my face as I gulped.

My hand returned to my cock, stroking it violently as Rhys released his entire bladder onto my body. By the time he was finished, his cock was semi-erect, but when I leaned for it, he stepped back.

"I'm not gay, bro" he smiled, "sorry".

I was too confused and too horny to question it, all I could do was watch as the handsome young man left, and once again I returned to my aching prick. It took only two pumps before I felt the orgasm begin to build in my balls, and then the door opened again.

"Oh shit" Dean laughed, his nose covered in white, "look at this guy".

Adam leaned over his shoulder, laughing too, and I simply lay there, submerged in a tub of urine.

"I wanna add to it" Adam said eagerly, and pushed by Dean.

"Yeah, me too!" Dean nodded, and less than ten seconds later, both handsome young men stood where Rhys had, with their plump cocks in their hands.

I didn't even think about it now. If these guys wanted to piss on me, then I was more than happy to receive it. The two streams began at the exact same time, and both of them aimed for my face.

The mixture of the two was phenomenal. I swallowed more and more and more of it, feeling my stomach bloat with the stuff. Dean moved to my cock, his stream was so strong that it was actually making my dick twitch as he squirted at the sensitive head.

Adam finished first, his cock tensing as he dripped the last of it into the tub, and then Dean finished too, and the two of them stared down at me with grins.

"Aren't you gonna jerk off or something?" Dean asked, and how could I deny myself such pleasure?

With the warm contents of all of their bladders swashing around me, I lay back and felt the piss in my ears. I wanked harder than I ever had before, but there was no need. Within ten seconds I was shooting strong jets of cum across my defiled body, moaning and gasping as the piss washed over me. It was magical, in every sense of the word.

Dean and Adam laughed to themselves and winked to me as I lay there breathless, and all I could manage to do after that, was piss.

Perhaps my family wasn't as weird as I thought.