The cider hit the ask spot. mitt rolled cigs lit. As they sat in the dark hotness of summertime. `` What was that you were on about concluding week ? '' `` Oh that vomit up dream ! `` .. '' Yeh ... you know me ... my uncanny penchant ! `` .. '' yes I know & I, ve an interesting thought ! - old mate of mine has redone his pub - redone the bog .... & had a big 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 immense 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 water closet, showing the old one gutted & the new hands one all fresh blusher & stainless blade. `` You can see it - all nice n fresh ''. Then through to the room next door - the old gutted bog. `` See - the pissing trough rivulet through the walll to here through that pipe which is n't connected yet - SO, YOU lay under here, awaiting the fresh piss ! ``. My mind was already running wild, my dick had a hard on. Shit ! Big George IV said there was sublime openning - happy evening all night SO raft of drinking. As we left Big George III wispered in my ear `` Going to be the first to piss in you buddy `` ...

rear in that wickedness evening our conversations turned to my teammate dream ... '' always fancied being in the bog ... with people shitting on me - but I ca n't scat ! `` ... '' Know I 'd rue it with the first off dumpsite ! '' I thought ... '' let me see if an old teammate was still around, especially if he was at his old sign of the zodiac. dug out his name and address, just went round & knocked on his door.

The house looked dreary, & as he answered & opened the door the dowdy darkness drew me in. Cracked a beer, .. '' recollective time no.. '' luminousness showed his huge fat consistence, vest & bracers .. We went into his lounge, dim lit & pornography on the t v. He belched & flew off his braces. His old trouser fell as he sat back on the settee pantless, musket ball low & rooster limp ... '' fuddle some beer - soak up me off '' .Knelt tween his legs & sucked. Later with my rima oris buzzing with new heart I told him of my `` mates '' ambition. After awhile he said `` mulct `` ..BUT once he 's in - HE 'S IN ! `` - `` NO cryin & wanting out ``. I said `` Deal ``

Night off the pub re opening. I slipped in early, `` Big George `` had run up a trolly of old pallets. `` Right - lay on THAT - strap you down with tie beam `` As I lay there he tied me wooden leg arms neck opening. Brought in a lap-top, plugged in a conducting wire & it showed the urinal looking down across the bowl. Then he came with a stumpy funnel shape & shoved it in my mouth & tied it. The he wheeled the trolly under an pipe natural spring. Then as a last gesture he unzipped my flies & pulled out my cock & scrotum & gave it a vigorous hand job !

I lay in the shadow, laptop blind my optic on the coming upshot. I could hear the showtime better - oblivious of me & their piece to playact. music played. Voices raised. Then a bang of a door then a louder bang - the first wagerer ! I watched as he unzipped, pulled out his cock & sprayed the first piss of the night ! I watched it 's strem, it 's flow along the sword, the suddenly into my mouth - now cold & salty now several thou from the phallus that dripped it 's last..for now. My mouth filled with newly water - I gulped it, swallwed it down till the funnel was empty. As I looked at the figure he turned to the camera - it was `` Big George ``, he swung his cock to the camera ! Then a another figure came in, & as George left I watched a Loretta Young teenager fall flat out & piss. it seemed SO surreal, the wait, then the flood off piss into my mouthpiece. I could n't bury - it overflowed the funnel shape & splashed down over my human face. I managed to swallow a bit but THATsalty crude warm shaft juice was almost overwhelming. Watched the new guy tuck his cock in, as two more Guy came in. I watched & waited. Two cocks, two strems & then that rush into the, outh & over the funnel, drenching my face, fuzz, eyes ... It became a incessant turning over of guys, cocks, water stream & that deluge of common salt, of maleness .To have tasted SO much piss - I loved it - I hated it - I nearly wreached with it 's gustatory sensation. At one metre five guy wire stood inturn & it gushed out into me, over me ... at that pont I heard a door surface & close. In the dark I felt motility, then a handwriting around my olfactory organ areaas a small slice of cotton fleece wool was jammed tween funnel & nose - it wreaked of `` Popper '' - my drumhead swooned, more piss flowed into my mouth, my head word spun, a hand wanked my upright phallus ! `` `` Hello mate '' - `` This IS fun - & your all mine tonight ``. I watched another three turncock dangle, peeing arc to the steel then flow rate to my mouth, I felt a finger's breadth push up my ass as he tossed me. My head spinning with another wad of popper soaked wad, fingerbreadth pushed oceanic abyss up me, cock wanked, & another swoosh of male penis succus, I swallowed it, oh god