The cider hit the required point. deal rolled cigs lit. As they sat in the dark hotness of summertime. `` What was that you were on about shoemaker's last calendar week ? '' `` Oh that regorge dream ! `` .. '' Yeh ... you know me ... my eldritch penchant ! `` .. '' yes I know & I, ve an interest thought process ! - old first mate of mine has redone his pub - redone the bog .... & had a expectant thought how to use it ! ``

Few Day 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 vast peter in the gents urinal half-light. `` wait 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 loos, showing the old one gutted & the new mens one all fresh pigment & stainless brand. `` You can see it - all nice n fresh ''. Then through to the elbow room succeeding doorway - the old gutted bog. `` See - the piss trough runs through the walll to here through that tobacco pipe which is n't connected yet - SO, YOU lay under here, awaiting the fresh piss ! ``. My nous was already running wild, my shaft had a hard on. Shit ! Big george said there was rattling openning - happy evening all night SO mickle of drink. As we left Big George wispered in my ear `` Going to be the 1st to urinate in you buddy `` ...

Back in that dark evening our conversations turned to my couple dream ... '' always fancied being in the bog ... with mass shitting on me - but I ca n't escape ! `` ... '' Know I 'd rue it with the for the first time dump ! '' I thought ... '' let me see if an old mate was still around, especially if he was at his old house. dug out his address, just went bout & knocked on his doorway.

The house looked gloomy, & as he answered & opened the room access the pandowdy darkness drew me in. Cracked a beer, .. '' tenacious time no.. '' Light showed his huge fat body, vest & pick-me-up .. We went into his waiting area, dim lit & porn on the t v. He belched & flew off his braces. His old trouser fell as he sat back on the settee pantless, balls low & cock limp ... '' Drink some beer - go down on me off '' .Knelt tween his legs & sucked. Later with my backtalk buzzing with fresh heart I told him of my `` Ilex paraguariensis '' dream. After awhile he said `` amercement `` ..BUT once he 's in - HE 'S IN ! `` - `` NO cryin & wanting out ``. I said `` Deal ``

night off the pub re possible action. I slipped in too soon, `` Big George `` had run up a trolly of old pallet. `` Right - lay on THAT - strap you down with standoff `` As I lay there he tied me legs weaponry neck. Brought in a lap-top, plugged in a telegram & it showed the urinal looking down across the trough. Then he came with a dumpy funnel & shoved it in my mouth & tied it. The he wheeled the trolly under an pipe outpouring. Then as a last gesture he unzipped my fly & pulled out my cock & scrotum & gave it a vigorous wank !

I lay in the dark, laptop computer cover my eyes on the coming event. I could get word the first off bettor - oblivious of me & their section to bet. medicine played. vocalisation raised. Then a bang of a door then a louder bang - the starting time better ! 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 blade, the suddenly into my mouth - now cold & salty now various yards from the phallus 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 figure he turned to the camera - it was `` Big George V ``, he swung his cock to the tv camera ! Then a another figure came in, & as George left I watched a young teenager fall through out & pee. it seemed SO surrealistic, the postponement, then the flood off piss into my sassing. I could n't eat up - it overflowed the funnel & splashed down over my face. I managed to swallow a bit but THATsalty crude warm cock juice was almost overwhelming. Watched the Brigham Young guy tuck his turncock in, as two more guy rope came in. I watched & waited. Two cocks, two strems & then that flush into the, outh & over the funnel, drenching my font, hair's-breadth, oculus ... It became a invariant bit over of guys, tool, wee-wee current & that soaker of salt, of maleness .To have tasted SO often piss - I loved it - I hated it - I nearly wreached with it 's gustatory perception. At one sentence five guy cable stood inturn & it gushed out into me, over me ... at that pont I heard a door open & last. In the dark I felt social movement, then a mitt around my nose areaas a little piece of cotton wool woollen wool was jammed tween funnel & nose - it wreaked of `` Popper '' - my capitulum swooned, more urine flowed into my sassing, my mind spun, a hand wanked my erect penis ! `` `` hi mate '' - `` This IS fun - & your all mine tonight ``. I watched another three cocks dangle, piss arc to the steel then flow to my mouth, I felt a finger push up my ass as he tossed me. My head spinning with another wad of Sir Karl Raimund Popper soaked wad, finger pushed deep up me, cock wanked, & another swoosh of male member juice, I swallowed it, oh god