The cyder hit the call for point. Hand rolled cigs lit. As they sat in the sour heating plant of summer. `` What was that you were on about last hebdomad ? '' `` Oh that disgusted dream ! `` .. '' Yeh ... you know me ... my unearthly penchant ! `` .. '' yes I know & I, ve an interesting thought ! - old mate of mine has redone his pub - redone the bog .... & had a great opinion how to use it ! ``

Few daylight later they went to the Red Lion & went in to see what they 'd done. `` Big George '' opened the side door, & I recognised him ! ... just remembering his vast prick in the gent urinal half-light. `` Look 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 loo, showing the old one gutted & the new mens one all fresh paint & stainless brand. `` You can see it - all nice n refreshed ''. Then through to the room next door - the old gutted bog. `` See - the wee-wee manger run through the walll to here through that organ pipe which is n't connected yet - SO, YOU lay under here, awaiting the refreshing piddle ! ``. My mind was already running uncivilised, my prick had a strong on. Shit ! Big george said there was expansive openning - happy evening all dark SO plenty of crapulence. As we left Big George wispered in my ear `` Going to be the first base 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 escape ! `` ... '' Know I 'd repent it with the initiatory dump ! '' I thought ... '' let me see if an old married person was still around, especially if he was at his old family. dug out his address, just went round & knocked on his door.

The house looked drab, & as he answered & opened the doorway the dowdy 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 & dick hobble ... '' Drink some beer - suck me off '' .Knelt tween his legs & sucked. Later with my oral fissure buzzing with overbold spunk I told him of my `` mates '' ambition. 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. I slipped in early, `` Big St. George `` had run up a trolly of old pallets. `` Right - lay on THAT - shoulder strap you down with ties `` As I lay there he tied me stage arms neck opening. Brought in a lap-top, plugged in a telegram & it showed the urinal looking down across the trough. Then he came with a stumpy funnel & shoved it in my mouth & tied it. The he wheeled the trolly under an pipe outflow. Then as a last gesture he unzipped my fly sheet & pulled out my cock & scrotum & gave it a vigorous wank !

I lay in the darkness, laptop screen my heart on the coming event. I could hear the initiatory wagerer - oblivious of me & their part to bet. Music played. spokesperson raised. Then a strike of a room access then a louder bang - the first bettor ! I watched as he unzipped, pulled out his prick & sprayed the showtime pissing of the dark ! I watched it 's strem, it 's flow along the steel, the suddenly into my mouth - now cold & salty now respective yards 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 shape was abandon. As I looked at the digit he turned to the camera - it was `` Big George ``, he swung his stopcock to the tv camera ! Then a another design came in, & as George III left I watched a Loretta Young teenager flop out & piss. it seemed SO phantasmagoric, the delay, then the inundation off piss into my mouth. I could n't bury - it overflowed the funnel shape & splashed down over my face. I managed to swallow a bit but THATsalty earthy warm hammer juice was almost submerge. Watched the young guy tuck his stopcock in, as two to a greater extent guy came in. I watched & waited. Two shaft, two strems & then that rush into the, outh & over the funnel, drenching my face, hair, eyes ... It became a constant turn over of guys, cocks, pee-pee stream & that deluge of salt, of maleness .To have tasted SO much piss - I loved it - I hated it - I nearly wreached with it 's discernment. At one time five Guy stood inturn & it gushed out into me, over me ... at that pont I heard a door open & close. In the darkness I felt movement, then a hired man around my poke areaas a humble piece of cotton wool wool was jammed tween funnel & nose - it wreaked of `` Popper '' - my head swooned, more spend a penny flowed into my mouth, my head spun, a hand wanked my upright penis ! `` `` how-do-you-do match '' - `` This IS fun - & your all mine tonight ``. I watched another three cocks dangle, piss arc to the brand then rate of flow to my mouth, I felt a finger push up my ass as he tossed me. My head spinning with another wad of popper soaked wad, digit pushed deep up me, shaft wanked, & another swoosh of male penis juice, I swallowed it, oh god