maxiel watersports when you feel like it queen!
hope you didn't mind the x number of months it took for me to write this but! maxiel watersports!
sometimes you have to write 1100 words of watersports without taking a breath, nobody look at me.
So there's this time, okay, when Max is so drunk that he refuses to get in the fucking taxi outside of the club because he wants to walk. Daniel's also drunk, but still, you know, able to mostly walk in a fucking straight line, which is why he gets the designated walker role, which mostly involves shepherding Max the ten minutes it should take to walk back to the hotel.
And, okay. Max needs to fucking piss half way back, and then he gets drinker's remorse, which is why he and Daniel end up standing in some trees by the side of the road with Max with his dick in his hand and Daniel regretting some — if not all — of his life choices, not knowing that it's about to get ten thousand times worse because not only does Max finally remember how to piss, but Daniel forgets how to look away, which is why he ends up watching Max piss for a solid 45 seconds and he only realises he's actually fucking watching when Max says fuck, are you hard?
Daniel says no, because Max is going to be too drunk to remember that Daniel is a) hard and b) hard from watching Max piss, which is good because Daniel would have to drown himself if Max remembers this in the morning.
Max says you're hard, and then he laughs so much he falls over his own feet and ends up sprawled on the grass with his dick out.
And if Daniel has to grind his fucking teeth and help him both up and in with his dick, and if, like, there's a little dribble of Max's piss on his hand afterwards, and if he waits until Max stumbles off in the direction of the hotel before he licks his fucking hand then no one ever in this world ever has to fucking know that Daniel is a huge fucking pervert who's hard from watching Max piss and who just found out how Max tastes—
Anyway, Daniel jerks off when he gets back to the hotel and in the morning he decides he's never going to ever think about that ever again, and thinks savagely that it's a very good thing that Max is so hungover he makes dying cow noises in the van on the way to the airport, because Max will not be able to remember that Daniel is a fucking pervert who apparently likes it when Max pisses.
Until the time Max follows Daniel into the bathroom in Daniel's hotel room a couple of weeks later, locking the door behind him and leaning up against it like his behaviour is completely normal.
Um, Daniel says. Eloquently. His dick is already in his hand.
You watched me piss, Max says. It's only fair I watch you.
Daniel considers leaping feet first into the toilet and flushing himself out of existence but instead he just wills his dick to stop chubbing up like a fucking traitor. His dick doesn't listen.
See, Max says, pointing at Daniel's dick. I told you you were hard.
You were drunk, Daniel says helplessly.
Yes, but that doesn't make me completely stupid, Max says. Piss, come on. I want to watch.
Daniel has never in his life considered himself obedient but apparently that's because nobody's ever told him when he can and cannot piss before, and so he finds himself obeying even though he's half hard and barely aiming, and he has to pivot at the last moment to stop himself from pissing all over the floor.
If we were at my home, Daniel, you could make a mess wherever you wanted. I would like that, Max says.
Daniel makes a noise like an airhorn meeting the wall at speed.
You could make a mess of me, Max says, like he hasn't just killed Daniel two times in a row. Hang on, stop—
Daniel, who hasn't previously been aware he could stop and start pissing on command, stops.
Max strips out of his Red Bull t-shirt and his jeans and trainers. He kneels in the bathtub in his navy briefs and his white socks. Get in, he says. You can piss on me here.
Obedience never did come easy before but it comes easy here. Daniel thanks fuck he's still barefoot, and clambers into the tub in his jeans and his t-shirt.
Come on, Max says. I've been thinking about this since you watched me piss with your dick all hard.
That noise again, the one Daniel didn't know he could make. The wheeze of an accordion player falling down the stairs.
Max opens his mouth. His teeth are so neat. His mouth is so—
Daniel pisses. He hits Max's chest first, pissing down over his tits and running down his stomach to soak his briefs. It drips down his thighs. Max makes the noise this time, his dick a thick outline in his underwear. Daniel re-angles so he can get Max's jaw, his cheeks, his chin. His mouth.
Piss drips down Max's chest and down over his thighs and his socks and he's got his dick in his hand, jerking off with Daniel's piss as lube and Daniel thinks what what what what what what what what what—
And when he's done pissing, he jerks off too, Max hovering closer, his mouth so close to Daniel's dick until he's on Daniel's dick, taking him into his mouth, Daniel's fist only allowed the base, and Max has a mouth like a fucking suction pump and Daniel can't shut up because what the fucking fuck. Max on his knees covered in Daniel's piss and jerking off with it and his mouth on Daniel's dick and Daniel is a good fucking lover and not normally a piss-pervert but it's Max, Max, and Daniel's coming in Max's mouth after an embarrassingly short time.
Daniel rests his forehead against the shower tiles. When he opens his eyes, Max is wiping his come off his hand and onto his thigh. His underwear is soaked. He's looking up at Daniel with lips wet with Daniel's actual fucking come, Jesus fucking Christ.
I said you were hard when you were watching me, Max says in satisfaction. He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. It's my turn next. To make a mess of you.
There's a pause. Daniel tries to reboot his brain. He fails.
Max looks at the sealed-for-sanitation water glass on the bathroom counter. He looks up at Daniel. I can be thirsty now. If you would like. If you don't mind waiting.
Daniel swallows. He reaches over to the counter. Takes the plastic wrapper off the glass. Runs the tap.
Holds the full glass out for Max to take.
Max drinks it down in one go, his eyes never leaving Daniel's. He holds it out for a refill, and Daniel, newly obedient, fills it up for a second go.
