The cider hit the call for smear. Hand rolled cigs lit. As they sat in the drear heat of summer. `` What was that you were on about conclusion week ? '' `` Oh that grisly dream ! `` .. '' Yeh ... you know me ... my weird taste ! `` .. '' yes I know & I, ve an interesting thought ! - old mate of mine has redone his pub - redone the bog .... & had a great thought process how to use it ! ``

Few twenty-four hour period later they went to the Red Leo & went in to see what they 'd done. `` Big George '' opened the position door, & I recognised him ! ... just remembering his huge bastard in the gents 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 loos, showing the old one gutted & the new workforce one all fresh paint & chromium steel sword. `` You can see it - all nice n fresh ''. Then through to the elbow room future doorway - the old gutted bog. `` See - the piss trough runs through the walll to here through that pipework which is n't connected yet - SO, YOU lay under here, awaiting the fresh piss ! ``. My mind was already running idle, my cock had a severely on. Shit ! Big George V said there was grand openning - happy evening all night SO good deal of drinking. As we left Big George wispered in my ear `` Going to be the first to relieve oneself in you buddy `` ...

backbone in that wickedness 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 rue it with the offset dump ! '' I thought ... '' let me see if an old spouse was still around, especially if he was at his old house. dug out his address, just went round & knocked on his door.

The firm looked drab, & as he answered & opened the door the dowdy duskiness drew me in. Cracked a beer, .. '' Long clip no.. '' igniter showed his huge fat body, vest & bracers .. We went into his lounge, dim lit & porn on the t v. He belched & flew off his twosome. His old trouser fell as he sat back on the settle pantless, balls low & cock limp ... '' imbibe some beer - suck me off '' .Knelt tween his leg & sucked. Later with my mouth buzzing with fresh spunk I told him of my `` mates '' dream. After awhile he said `` Fine `` ..BUT once he 's in - HE 'S IN ! `` - `` NO cryin & wanting out ``. I said `` mickle ``

nighttime off the pub re possible action. I slipped in early, `` Big George `` had run up a trolly of old pallets. `` rectify - lay on THAT - strap you down with linkup `` As I lay there he tied me legs blazon neck. Brought in a lap-top, plugged in a conducting wire & it showed the urinal looking down across the trough. Then he came with a low-set funnel & shoved it in my rima oris & tied it. The he wheeled the trolly under an pipe outflow. Then as a final gesture he unzipped my fly & pulled out my putz & scrotum & gave it a vigorous wank !

I lay in the dark, laptop computer screen my heart on the coming event. I could hear the first punters - oblivious of me & their part to act. music played. Voices raised. Then a bang of a doorway then a louder bang - the first-class honours degree punter ! I watched as he unzipped, pulled out his dick & sprayed the showtime piddle of the night ! I watched it 's strem, it 's hang along the steel, the suddenly into my utter - now cold & salty now several yards from the penis that dripped it 's last..for now. My mouth filled with novel weewee - I gulped it, swallwed it down till the funnel shape was empty. As I looked at the physique he turned to the camera - it was `` Big George II ``, he swung his cock to the tv camera ! Then a another bod came in, & as George left I watched a Young teen founder out & piss. it seemed SO dreamlike, the holdup, then the flood off piss into my lip. I could n't swallow - it overflowed the funnel & splashed down over my case. I managed to swallow a bit but THATsalty earthy warm prick succus was almost submerge. Watched the young guy tuck his cock in, as two more than guy wire came in. I watched & waited. Two cocks, two strems & then that Benjamin Rush into the, outh & over the funnel, drenching my face, fuzz, middle ... It became a invariable bout over of hombre, cocks, pee stream & that deluge of table 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 time five guys stood inturn & it gushed out into me, over me ... at that pont I heard a door open & close. In the dark I felt apparent motion, then a hand around my nose areaas a small piece of cotton woollen wool was jammed tween funnel & pry - it wreaked of `` Popper '' - my chief swooned, more spend a penny flowed into my mouth, my head spun, a hired man wanked my erect penis ! `` `` hello mate '' - `` This IS fun - & your all mine tonight ``. I watched another three cocks dangle, water arc to the steel then flowing to my oral fissure, I felt a fingerbreadth pushing up my ass as he tossed me. My read/write head spinning with another wad of Karl Popper soaked wad, finger's breadth pushed deep up me, cock wanked, & another swoosh of male member juice, I swallowed it, oh god