Kurt tucked the edge of the sheet of plastic under his end of the mattress whilst Dave did the same opposite him. He looked up and Dave could see the excited spark in his eyes at the prospect of what they had planned to try over the next few nights.
“Remember, no going-“
“To the bathroom at night. Got it,” Kurt interrupted Dave and they both grinned. Kurt checked his watch quickly and pursed his lips. “Wanna go get something to eat?”
“Sure. We’ll drop by Krist’s room and see if he wants to come, first, right?”
“‘Course.” Kurt led the way back out into the main area of their hotel room. Dave knocked loudly on Krist’s door, ignoring the ‘do not disturb’ sign hanging on his door handle. There was some expletives and the crash of something falling to the floor while Kurt and Dave waited. They exchanged an amused glance and Kurt rolled his eyes. Thirty seconds later Krist opened the door.
“What?” He snapped angrily before he saw the two grinning at him. “Oh. Hi?”
“Wanna go find something to eat?”
“Fuck yeah. I’m starved.”
“You’re always starved.” Kurt raised an eyebrow at him and Krist scrunched his nose.
“There’s more of me to feed than you,” he defended and Kurt scoffed. They all stepped into the elevator and Kurt bit a fingernail idly. Dave pushed his hand down and Kurt narrowed his eyes.
“Stop biting them.”
“Why? You like ‘em long?” Kurt smirked and Dave’s face turned beet red. Krist laughed at both of them and Kurt kept smirking as he pulled out a cigarette and stuck it between his lips. He reached into Dave’s back pocket for his lighter, partly just because and partly because he had, in fact, forgotten his lighter. Dave and Krist each gave him an amused look and he grinned innocently. He flicked it on with his thumb and brought the flame to the tip of the smoke, sucking in and replacing the lighter. He took a deep lungful of smoke and held it for a moment, exhaling heavily and watching the smoke float lazily upward when the elevator doors opened with a ding.
The receptionist and people waiting in line all glared at Kurt and his cigarette, more so when he looked at them and took another puff, turning back to Dave as he blew the smoke out. Dave couldn’t resist inhaling some of it and took the cigarette from Kurt’s fingers, bringing it to his mouth and taking a draught gratefully. He passed it back to Kurt and Krist pushed the door open for them.
As they walked Kurt flicked his cigarette into an ashtray on one of the trash cans placed sparsely along the sidewalk.
“Well look at you,” Dave teased and Kurt cocked his head.
“What?”
“Being a contributing member of society,” Dave continued and Kurt barked a laugh.
“Hardly.”
They wandered aimlessly down the street until they came to a small café.
“How ‘bout here?” Krist suggested and Kurt shrugged.
“Why not? Looks good.”
They were shown a table and ordered soon after, Kurt leaning back on his chair and inspecting a new hole in his jeans, picking at the loose threads. Dave and Krist chatted quietly whilst they all waited for their food to arrive and Kurt yawned, running his fingers through his hair to work some of the tangles out. When he saw the waitress returning with their plates he let the front legs of the chair back down to the ground, pulling himself closer to the table. The plates were set down before them and all three dug into the food.
Kurt was first to finish when he felt his stomach begin to protest, followed by Dave who sat back with a hand on his stomach. Krist inhaled the rest of his and stole several of Kurt’s leftover fries, grinning at him as he did. Kurt and Dave sipped slowly at their waters, and each time Kurt’s cup emptied Dave would pick up the jug in the centre of the table to refill it. By the time they had payed and were making their way back to the hotel Kurt could feel a light pressure in his bladder, but figured it wasn’t demanding urgent attention, so he was probably fine.
Alas, by the time he and Dave were back in their room he was practically pissing himself. As soon as the door shut behind them he grabbed his cock fiercely through his jeans.
“Holy fuck,” he growled and Dave smirked, slinking toward him.
“So that’s why you were acting weird. You remember our rule?”
“Don’t use the bathroom,” Kurt hissed and Dave nodded.
“And the other.”
“Ask.”
“Good boy. Now, hold it until I say. Go sit on the bed,” he ordered and Kurt staggered to the bedroom, feeling small drops of urine leak from him with every pained step. He nearly fell onto the bed but stopped himself when he realised that might just be the final straw that would break him. Dave watched him wriggle, hand still squeezing his cock in a desperate bid to keep his bladder in check. “Pants off,” Dave ordered and Kurt used one hand to push them down, quickly moving his other back to the front of his underwear.
After a whole minute of struggling with Dave watching a small wet patch form in the fabric over the head of his cock, he finally got them off. Once he’d kicked them and his shoes aside Dave took pity on him and removed his shirt for him. He smirked at Kurt and lifted his own shirt over his head, and Kurt couldn’t help but stare at the dark trail of hair that his eyes could only follow as far as the waistband of his shorts. He whined and Dave’s eyes locked onto his.
“Shit,” Kurt hissed as several drops of piss leaked from the head of his cock.
“Keep your hands off,” Dave murmured and Kurt looked at him. “Don’t let go yet. Hold it without your hands.”
“Dave,” Kurt whimpered but complied, a small stream spurting from his cock until he desperately tightened every muscle in his groin to stop it.
“Good.” Kurt felt a small thrum of pleasure through his body at the praise. Dave slowly undid the drawstring on his pants, attracting Kurt’s gaze and keeping it there when he pushed them down to free his achingly hard cock, standing straight out proudly from his crotch. Kurt felt another wave of desperation roll over him and groaned, doubling over and moving to the centre of the bed to avoid messing up the carpet. Dave stepped out of his shorts and boxers and crawled after him, his own bladder full but nowhere near the level Kurt’s was.
He rolled Kurt onto his back, erect cock sticking up between them as he hovered on his elbows and knees above him. Dave could see little beads of sweat forming on Kurt’s neck, chest and forehead, giving away how much effort he was putting into obeying Dave’s orders.
Dave’s fingers touched Kurt’s stomach lightly, earning another small leak and whine from the man below him. “You need to shit, too?”
“Mhm.” Kurt nodded furiously and Dave grinned. They had a good night ahead of them. Kurt’s mouth dropped open and he gasped, another spurt from his cock splashing onto Dave’s stomach. Dave smiled and clicked his tongue.
“Keep holding it.”
Kurt could now feel not only his bladder screaming for release but his bowels expanding, clenching his ass shut and at the same time losing control of his bladder for a few precious seconds. Piss shot from him, not only splashing Dave this time but dripping back onto Kurt and the plastic beneath them. He managed to control himself again and Dave’s hand ghosted up his body, pressing Kurt’s nipple before rubbing slowly. Kurt moaned and Dave leaned down to lave his tongue over the other.
Kurt’s arms wrapped around Dave’s back, pulling him closer. Dave could feel the hot, wet tip of Kurt’s cock pressing into his stomach and he lifted his head to kiss him hungrily. He switched hands and started rubbing Kurt’s other nipple with the tips of his fingers, drawing more moans and whimpers from the man he was now pushing harder into the bed. Kurt pushed Dave away with a hand on his chest and looked up at him, lips bright red and slightly parted.
“I can’t. I’m about to piss myself.” As he spoke, despite every muscle still straining to keep his piss inside him, his bladder gave out. A bright yellow stream exploded from his cock, hissing with the force behind it. Kurt threw his head back and moaned with pleasure and relief. By the time the stream petered out he and Dave were soaked, a pale puddle spreading around them, still growing. That confused Kurt for several moments until he registered the feeling of Dave’s own piss pooling on his stomach and dripping down his sides. “Uh- fuck,” Kurt moaned and pushed his hips up to rub his cock against Dave’s. Dave bit his lip and arched his back, reaching down to jerk himself off as he pissed.
Kurt moved his hand out of the way, taking over jacking his cock and making Dave groan louder, the stream lessening as Dave’s erection grew. Dave rolled them over so that he was on his back with Kurt straddling his lap. He scooted backward and lifted himself to sit with his back against the headboard. Kurt seated himself on Dave’s thighs and grabbed his face with both hands. His wet hair framed both their faces as Dave pushed his tongue roughly into Kurt’s mouth and drew a groan from him. He groped around blindly on the bedside table, fingers brushing the lube they’d left there this morning. He picked up the bottle and managed to squeeze some onto his hand. He moved his hand down to rub his fingers between Kurt’s ass cheeks, spreading the lube around his hole. Kurt hummed into Dave’s mouth, making Dave’s dick jump with arousal. He pushed his middle finger slowly into Kurt’s ass, already imagining the right heat around his dick, causing precum to drip down onto his stomach.
As he pushed his finger deeper in search of Kurt’s prostate he felt something hard against the tip. He pumped his finger a few times and sucked Kurt’s tongue eagerly. Kurt’s lips left his and Dave moved his attention to Kurt’s shoulder, biting and sucking at his pale skin. When he was satisfied the mark would be visible for a few days to claim Kurt as his own he pulled his head back.
“You wanna shit for me?”
“Mhmm! Fuck yeah,” Kurt moaned and Dave wriggled out from underneath him, positioning Kurt as he wanted him, face pressed into the plastic-covered mattress and his ass toward Dave.
Dave reached forward and placed a hand on either of Kurt’s ass cheeks, squeezing the flesh momentarily before spreading them to watch Kurt’s asshole clench. Kurt glanced backwards and saw Dave’s excited gaze on him. He smirked and relaxed, felling everything shift inside him momentarily before he started pushing, shit stretching his ass slowly. He heard Dave moaning and he reached down to toy with his balls, then to start slowly jerking himself off.
The first log dropped out of his ass, falling to the plastic by Dave’s knee. Kurt groaned and kept going, forcing out shit after shit until finally his bowels were empty and there was a rather large pile between his legs. A few more drops of piss dribbled out of his cock, having been squeezed out with all the straining. Dave moved forward and pressed his lips to Kurt’s hole, kissing and licking at it, cleaning Kurt off. Kurt moaned quietly and Dave gave one final swipe of his tongue before sitting back and observing Kurt’s red and puffy rim.
He reached for the lube again and squeezed a little more onto his hand, spreading it quickly over his cock and the remainder around Kurt’s ass.
“Ready for my cock in your ass?”
“Give it to me,” Kurt growled, pushing his hips backward, uncaring about the shit he smeared on his legs nor what had ended up on his thighs. Dave pushed the tip of his cock against Kurt’s asshole, watching it stretch around him as Kurt relaxed. He stopped at about halfway in, about to make a few shallow thrusts to allow Kurt to get used to his girth before going all the way in. “Keep going,” Kurt gasped and Dave thrust his cock deep into his ass.
Kurt groaned and moved his hips forward and back several times, fucking himself on Dave’s dick unashamedly. Dave grabbed his ass again, encouraging him to keep going. Kurt angled his hips up slightly and Dave’s cock stroked against his prostate. Kurt dug his fingers into the plastic, toes curling. Dave put his other hand on Kurt’s hip and started moving painfully slow, dragging his cock almost all the way out of Kurt before slamming back into his prostate. Kurt’s vision swam white for a moment and he whined, arching his back.
Dave picked up his speed until Kurt’s voice jolted when he moaned. He wrapped an arm around Kurt’s chest, pulling him up until his back was pressed against Dave’s stomach. Dave pulled Kurt’s jaw toward him, joining their lips aggressively. He panted through his nose and Kurt whimpered into his mouth, biting at Dave’s lip.
Dave parted them and fucked Kurt’s mouth with his tongue. As Kurt became a desperate mess Dave pounded faster and faster into him, filling the room with the sound of skin slapping against skin. Kurt broke away from Dave’s lips to moan long and loud, clutching at Dave’s arm around him with both hands as cum shot from the head of his cock, splattering onto the plastic. He clenched tight around Dave, making the other man cum deep inside him, kissing softly at his neck and rolling his hips through his orgasm. He pulled out as his cock started going soft and moved himself and Kurt off the bed.
They cleaned the room up and tossed the plastic into the bin, Kurt keeping his legs together all the while to keep Dave’s cum inside him, even after they’d showered and slipped between the sheets, Dave tangling his legs into Kurt’s and throwing an arm over him.
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