Even though he was late - the knock on the door startled me and jolted me out of my thoughts.
I'd been thinking (not for the first time) that having our meeting on Friday afternoons was not a wise idea. I'd had the hots for him since I first saw him - but my "Gaydar" isn't great at the best of times. Made worse by the fact that while I masturbate every weekday evening - I try not to cum later in the week and play with pee only - no orgasms. I love the way it makes me feel really horny by Saturday. I glanced at my suitcase in the corner and felt my cock swell as I thought of being with my three hot buddies for the weekend again.
By Fridays almost anything makes my cock hard - and he's really cute. He's got a gorgeous wide smile - I'd already surmised that (like me) he's not pure ethnic Chinese. He's very bright and enthusiastic - but also has an air of mischief and of being both knowing and innocent.
I said to come in - I was sitting in one of the low black leather armchairs in my study and tried to relax. He was holding his backpack - as usual dressed in just a tee shirt and light blue jeans, He gave me one of his brilliant smiles.
"Sorry I'm late professor."
I felt my cock stirring and checked that my suit jacket would conceal my inevitable erection. I smiled and tried to concentrate on only looking at his face. As often before - the thought crossed my mind of what it would be like to have his sexy mouth around my cock while his beautiful wide eyes looked up at me from under his long eyelashes. I smiled.
"No worries Qing ... have a seat ... how's your week been?"
As he turned to shut the door I couldn't resist quickly glancing at the tight pants over his firm round backside. I could feel my cock swelling. I guessed he'd run to get here - he was breathing hard and his nostrils were wide. I wondered if that was how he'd look making love - I tried to think of something else.
We discussed progress with the paper he's working on - as usual I tried to be professional but supportive. What I find most difficult is being totally natural towards Qing - not being over-friendly but also not being cold and unfriendly either - it's hardly his fault I happen to "have the hots" for him.
After half an hour or so I managed to concentrate more on his work and push my lustful thoughts about him to the back of my mind. Though it didn't help that I had quite a full bladder which always makes me feel horny.
Qing shifted in his seat looking uncomfortable - The temperature was fine for me in a suit - but I realized I'd left the thermostat set quite low. I prefer to dress formally - mostly because I'm one of the youngest university staff and not very tall plus I look young - so the suit makes me look less like a student.
"Sorry - bit chilly - turn down the air con" I said.
"It's really OK for me ... I'm fine" he replied.
I glanced at the goose bumps on his arms and smiled.
"You don't look very warm - it's next to the door"
He hesitated - seeming to be thinking of something else to say - then moved quickly. As he stood up I saw the distinct bulge in the front of his jeans - I felt my own erection twitch as I studiously tried to look elsewhere. I stole a furtive glance at him as he returned - no sign of an erection now. I guessed it had just been my fevered imagination before.
Qing still looked uncomfortable as he sat down. I saw he had a look of concentration and then his face start going red. It was only a small damp spot above his crotch but very obvious. I knew I should just ignore it - but I was looking right at it as he groaned and the wet patch in his jeans spread.
I felt my cock straining with excitement and tried to think of something to say. He looked really mortified and embarrassed - I wondered if I should offer him some spare pants from my case - but he's a bit taller than me so they'd probably not fit. I still hesitated as the awkward silence dragged on - I guessed he'd been in too much of a rush to go to the toilet.
Then I noticed the clear outline of his shaft swelling in his tight jeans - this time there was no doubt. I realized that despite the humiliation he couldn't prevent what he'd just done making him horny. The temptation was too great - I flipped back the bottom of my suit jacket above my erection. I grinned at him.
"Good Idea - I need a toilet break to."
His eyes locked onto the tent in my suit trousers as I relaxed. I moaned as I felt my piss spurting out into my pants.
"But then I am very keen on Watersports."
I saw the bulge in his jeans grow more as his gaze flicked between my crotch and my face.
"So am I" he said thickly.
I felt the urge in my cock and bladder building again - as more pee squirted through the fabric covering my cock I said.
"I really love the feeling of hot pee on my balls ... do you find that enjoyable as well?"
He grinned at me and moaned as I saw a new shiny wet patch form higher up his jeans and dark streaks appear around the bulge of his balls between his legs.
"Oh Yea!" he moaned.
"Do you like piss play with other guys?" I asked - trying to sound casual.
