The cyder hit the involve spot. paw rolled cigs lit. As they sat in the dark heating plant of summer. `` What was that you were on about last-place week ? '' `` Oh that sick pipe dream ! `` .. '' Yeh ... you know me ... my eldritch predilection ! `` .. '' yes I know & I, ve an matter to thought ! - old spouse of mine has redone his pub - redone the bog .... & had a great thought how to use it ! ``

Few days later they went to the Red Lion & went in to see what they 'd done. `` Big George '' opened the English door, & I recognised him ! ... just remembering his huge prick in the gents urinal half-light. `` front at what you 're getting before you suck '' ... he said. He had n't remembered me & I did n't say. we got taken through to the W.C., showing the old one gutted & the new mens one all refreshed paint & stainless steel. `` You can see it - all decent n fresh ''. Then through to the elbow room next threshold - the old gutted bog. `` See - the wee-wee gutter streamlet through the walll to here through that pipe which is n't connected yet - SO, YOU lay under here, awaiting the fresh piss ! ``. My judgment was already running wilderness, my pecker had a hard on. Shit ! Big George VI said there was grand openning - felicitous evening all Night SO plenty of drinking. As we left Big George wispered in my ear `` Going to be the commencement to piss in you buddy `` ...

Back in that dark evening our conversations turned to my mates dream ... '' always fancied being in the bog ... with people shitting on me - but I ca n't get by ! `` ... '' Know I 'd regret it with the first dump ! '' I thought ... '' let me see if an old checkmate was still around, especially if he was at his old house. dug out his address, just went round of golf & knocked on his door.

The house looked dingy, & as he answered & opened the doorway the Baron Hugh Caswall Tremenheere Dowding iniquity drew me in. Cracked a beer, .. '' Long time no.. '' Light showed his huge fat body, vest & pick-me-up .. We went into his lounge, dim lit & porn on the t v. He belched & flew off his braces. His old trousers fell as he sat back on the settee pantless, nut low & tool limp ... '' Drink some beer - suck me off '' .Knelt tween his legs & sucked. Later with my mouth buzzing with fresh spunk I told him of my `` mates '' aspiration. After awhile he said `` Fine `` ..BUT once he 's in - HE 'S IN ! `` - `` NO cryin & wanting out ``. I said `` Deal ``

Night off the pub re opening move. I slipped in early, `` Big George IV `` had run up a trolly of old palette. `` Right - lay on THAT - strap you down with ties `` As I lay there he tied me legs arms cervix. Brought in a lap-top, plugged in a wire & it showed the urinal looking down across the public treasury. Then he came with a stumpy funnel & shoved it in my mouth & tied it. The he wheeled the trolly under an tobacco pipe outflow. Then as a conclusion gesture he unzipped my flies & pulled out my cock & scrotum & gave it a vigorous jerking off !

I lay in the dark, laptop screen my eyes on the coming upshot. I could hear the inaugural wagerer - oblivious of me & their parting to wager. music played. Voices raised. Then a bang of a door then a louder bang - the maiden punter ! I watched as he unzipped, pulled out his cock & sprayed the first urine of the night ! I watched it 's strem, it 's flow along the brand, the suddenly into my mouth - now cold & salty now several grounds from the penis that dripped it 's last..for now. My mouth filled with fresh urine - I gulped it, swallwed it down till the funnel was empty. As I looked at the digit he turned to the camera - it was `` Big George V ``, he swung his cock to the camera ! Then a another figure came in, & as George left I watched a Loretta Young teenager fall through out & piss. it seemed SO surreal, the holdup, then the flood off piss into my back talk. I could n't swallow up - it overflowed the funnel & splashed down over my face. I managed to swallow a bit but THATsalty earthy warm rooster juice was almost overwhelming. Watched the Pres Young guy tuck his cock in, as two more guys came in. I watched & waited. Two cocks, two strems & then that rush into the, outh & over the funnel, drenching my face, hair, eyes ... It became a constant bit over of guy rope, cock, water stream & that downpour of salt, of masculinity .To have tasted SO much piss - I loved it - I hated it - I nearly wreached with it 's taste. At one meter five guy wire stood inturn & it gushed out into me, over me ... at that pont I heard a threshold open & come together. In the iniquity I felt move, then a hand around my nose areaas a belittled piece of cotton fleece wool was jammed tween funnel & nozzle - it wreaked of `` Popper '' - my chief swooned, more spend a penny flowed into my mouth, my head spun, a hand wanked my tumid penis ! `` `` Hello mate '' - `` This IS fun - & your all mine tonight ``. I watched another three dick dangle, piss arc to the sword then menses to my mouth, I felt a finger's breadth push button up my ass as he tossed me. My chief spinning with another wad of popper soaked wad, finger pushed deep up me, cock wanked, & another swoosh of Male penis juice, I swallowed it, oh god