If you don't like water sports (piss kink) skip to the next chapter thx. Requested by PrepmuffinLoser

Kink: Watersports, dom/sub
Ship: Dallon/Patrick
Top: Dallon
Bottom: Patrick
Words: 1086

It started that morning when Dallon brought a bottle of water to the studio with him.

Patrick and him were doing some recording while Pete was out sick and Dallon offered to take up the offer of filling in his spot.

Anyways, it started when he brought a bottle of water to work. Patrick didn't think much of it. He usually brings water to work, they're working all day.

Well, it doesn't get weird until he refuses to go to the bathroom as he goes through his third bottle about a quarter of the way through the day. That's when Patrick realizes exactly what's happening and the thought twists his insides.

So the day goes by slower than before, but eventually, after hours of knowing looks and bottles of water, Patrick and Dallon take a ride home together.

Patrick is sweating and trying to hide his growing hard-on but with each passing moment it gets harder and harder.

"You doing okay there?" Dallon asks with a small smirk.

"Yes, S-Sir." Patrick breathes back even though he's never been farther from okay.

Dallon shifts his hand right over Patrick's lap and massages him gently through his jeans, watching as he bucks up here and there and whines in protest.

Dallon leans in again as they come into their driveway.

"I want you to get on the bed, strip down and just lay flat on your back. I'll be up in a moment once I finish this bottle."

"Y-Yes, Sir." Patrick replied with dilated eyes and a shuddery breath.

"Go. Don't you dare touch yourself," Dallon growls.

Patrick wastes no time in leaving the car and walking inside, keeping himself as far under control as he can, but the moment he shuts the front door, he sprints upstairs, pulling off his shirt and jeans.

He finished with his underwear and socks and quickly lays down on the bed eagerly, waiting for Dallon to show up.

At least five minutes pass but as soon as they do, the older boy shows up at the door with a hungry look, shirtless.

"Dallon, Sir." Patrick whines but the brunette only holds his finger to his lips and straddles him, kicking off his shoes and socks.

"What do you want, Baby?" Dallon asks quietly.

"I-I want..." Patrick blushes, it's always been humiliating to say it but with the way Dallon's biting his lip and grinding into him softly, it manages to come out, "I want you to piss yourself..."

Dallon licks across Patrick's neck.

"That sounds kind of vague. How about you try that again, hmm?"

"Dallon, please piss yourself, Sir, p-please." Patrick's a blushing mess but it's like a game of cat and mouse. Dallon enjoys seeing it in Patrick.

"Beg for it, Pisswhore." Dallon growls.

"P-please, Sir, I-I need you to piss yourself. I-I'll do anything, please, I need this, please!"

"Is that all you got?" Dallon asks, "There's a bathroom just down the hall—"

"Sir, please!" Patrick practically cries, "I need your piss, make it messy, Sir!

Dallon smirks a little, "Okay, since you asked so nicely..."

Patrick basically moans as Dallon pins his hands above his head and begins grinding against him softly.

"Dallon, yes, God, please."

Patrick can't even form a whole sentence as Dallon leaks a little and the warmth spreads so Patrick can feel it. The sub's eyes widen and he bucks his hips up at the feeling.

"Stop moving or I'll move to the bathroom, you understand?" Dallon barks.

"Yes, Sir." Patrick breathes, stilling his hips as Dallon continues, the piss soaking through his jeans and warming Patrick's skin with the disgusting liquid.

"Oh my god." Patrick whispers.

"Like it?" Dallon asks quietly just before latching onto the blond's ear with his teeth.

"Yes, Sir, I love it."

The stream doesn't stop and Patrick swears he's never been harder in his life. He really doesn't know what about this turns him on, but it does and Dallon was open to exploring it.

Eventually, Dallon sighs and leans forward, pressing his forehead to Patrick's as he licks his lips and begins grinding against the younger, finally done.

"Thank you, Sir," Patrick moans, bucking up again and feeling the wet warmth again.

Dallon leans back and with a mischievous look, pulls Patrick up with him so they're both standing beside the bed.

Dallon forces the singer to his knees and holds his hair with big of his hands and oh shit. That's where this is going.

"Lick." Dallon orders, burying Patrick's face in his wet jeans while his dark hair covers his face and sweat sticks down his bare chest.

The shorter immediately complies, licking at the wet fabric and sucking in as much of it as he can. It tastes disgusting as hell but it's really the act that turns him on more than the taste.

"Good boy," Dallon moans airily, "God, look at you, just a little cockslut."

"Dallon," Patrick whimpers, "Please, I wanna suck you off, please."

Dallon smirks the slightest and finally nods in agreement, letting Patrick tug down his jeans and underwear and immediately taking his soft cook in his mouth, feeling it turn harder by the second.

"C'mon, Baby, hands behind your back like a good little whore."

Patrick quickly complies, folding his hands behind his back and sucking on his boyfriend's length obediently.

"God," Dallon groans, thrusting his hips against Patrick's mouth and pretty much down his throat with three words in his mind hot, wet, tight, hot, wet, tight.

Patrick sucks here and there, tonguing the slit here and there and focusing on the tip while still taking everything Dallon gives him. The feeling of it sends the bassist to the edge faster than he thought it would and soon enough, he's coming all over Patrick's face, drenching him in his cum.

The boy on his knees pants as he gets his air back but doesn't have much time to recover before Dallon's jerking him off in fast, sloppy movements, making him release not even five seconds later.

Once Patrick licks Dallon's fingers clean, the dom rises to his feet and begins stripping the sheets.

"Clean yourself up, I'll be in the shower as soon as I finish here, okay?"

"Okay," Patrick smiles.

"I love you."

"I love you, too."