Date: Mon, 20 Jan 2003 22:01:31 -0800 From: Kevin Lang <klsmd@hotmail.com> Subject: piss-club-3 New Year's Eve at Club 3866 Part One Piss Club New Years Eve at Club 3866, Part One A true story, some descriptions changed to protect the anonymous. Well, one week to the day into 2003 and I'll try my best to remember all of the Piss that I got at the club that night. Actually, I lost count after about a dozen guys had wet me down! And that was while I was still in the tub. I got the prime tub as it was Tuesday night and PQWA wasn't there. This old cast iron claw foot tub is usually sitting where you can see out into the hallway, and also catch a glimpse out to the main aisle, Gives you a good idea of how busy the place is. The tub IS the place to be, no question of what you want. There is a second tub in the room, but because of the room's odd shape customers can't see it until they are already in the room. Tonight's attire: Denim shorts, an old torn tee shirt, and the backwards green baseball cap. The tee shirt is really the good part of this outfit. Originally just tore two holes for my titties to be seen. By request of several pissers, it got more and more torn up, so that it is now more tear than shirt. About three quarters of my furry chest can now be directly pissed on. I can't remember the first of the night. I always seem to get more turned on to the first. Been thinking about it all day, got all set up, and when it finally happens, you're soooo hyped up that 10 minutes later you can remember if it was even a guy or not. NOT ?. It's just that feeling as your dry clothes are changing color as the Piss wets them down, watching that dick peeing on you, hoping that there will be many many more during the evening. The first of the memorable guys looked like Ted from Queer as Folk. First season when they all crashed the fundraiser for the Senator. Ted decked out in leather. That was this guy. All in nice leather, but still looked like an accountant. Took out a really beautiful dick and pointed it at me. "You want my Piss" "Yeah. Piss all over me" His dick stiffened a bit and a slow flow soon raged into a full stream of leatherman piss. He was aiming it for the few parts of me that had missed being wetted by the others. Smiling, taking pleasure in his urine soaking every last bit of me. With no dry spots left, the piss moved to hitting my hand stroking my dick. "Oh yeah PISS on my fuckin' cock" It felt so good. Man Pissing on My Manhood. And back into the tight leather pants went his spent dick. It'd have been an ok night if it had stopped here. But the fun was just to begin. In walks Cal. I met him several times in the tubs, one of only 3 people whose names I've collected. He is one horny piss pig. "How's it going tonight" "Not bad" "You look pretty wet for early on a Tuesday night. Want some more?" I laughed. Like he has to ask. Cal is older, 50+, small stature, super short buzz cut gray hair, 7 inch cut cock with The Prince at the end. In some respects you could say that he's nothing special, but that's only if you don't know him. He has this killer 'Let's Play' attitude that just exudes sexiness. He moves over to the far side of the tub, so that anyone passing by can see the Piss flowing. Always hoping to create a hot scene by getting passers-by to come in and join us. His dick is out of his 501s and I'm getting drowned in golden warmth. Lots and lots of it. He must have been drinking water all day. As the last drops are still hitting me he bends down and rubs his piss into my furry chest. "Love the look and feel of that wet fur" Happy pig I am. "Mind if I join you in here". I'm not like the PQWA. 2 piss pigs, no waiting, can be the cause of some really outrageously good times. "Sure. Pull up a tub" "No, I'm just going to bring in the chair". We talk for a while "I feel like drinking tonight" he says. "I'd be happy to oblige you when I have to go again" 20 minutes and no one stops in. Cal decides to go walk around. Pretty soon Eric appears in the doorway. All of the good folk are here tonight! I have a serious crush on him. 6 foot 1 inch, shoulder length light brown/dark blond hair, well styled. Handsome face. Six pack, not chiseled, but still just enough there, He is big framed, but not at all overweight. Tee shirt off and tucked in in back, but not so as to obscure The Yellow Hanky. His Cock? Abso-fucking-lutely delicious. 8 hard inches of smooth white fucktool. Thick, but I can get it all in my mouth. And with the sexiest Glans Penis to top it out. He took his PA out tonight. His dick IS easier to suck without it, IMHO. I get hard just looking at him and his perfect cock. He usually leaves it hanging out of the 501's, angle of the dangle: 45 sexy degrees. No attitude that so many who look like him sport. He's totally into sucking, getting sucked and. Thank you Lord, PISS. He walks up to me and really unloads. No need for talk. He's got a big bladder and lets me have it all. He's the reason so many of the other guys who pissed on me earlier are so easily forgotten. Moaning in ecstasy, squirming around in the tub. My dream guy totally using me as his personal urinal. Can't take my eyes off of his heavy pisser, doing it's thing on me. Have to close my eyes as the piss is now hitting my grateful face. It's almost too much for me to stand. I move my head around to get the most out of it. A drop or two passing my lips. TASTING HIS FUCKING PISS. Oooooooooooo. Mild, watery, tasty. He must have been drinking water all day like Cal. I open my mouth but the flow has retreated. As I fall back from Cloud 9 he asks how it been so far tonight. "So Far so good" "Well, I'll be back later" Oh Please. Oh Please. Cal returns. "You want more?" "Fuck Yeah" It can't have been more than 40 minutes since the fist time, but he somehow has fully recharged, and gives me almost as big a piss load this second time. Between him and Eric I'm really wet, all of what clothes I've got on hanging heavy on me. "Do you mind if I hang out in the hallway and try to get a few" Cal asks. "Help yourself, Let's see if we can get the place rockin' tonight" I can see everyone who passes the doorway to the tub room to where he is in the hall. Cal likes to get on his knees and suck the guy before during and after the piss. He got several hot looking men, and I still snagged a couple more. Eric came back in and got one. He was kneeling on the floor next to me in the tub and a tall bodybuilder type came in a fed him some big, long, uncut cock. Now as much as I like getting the action, I can still get off to a really good floorshow, especially when it's only two feet from my face. Bodybuilder pissed on my dream guy's chest a bit, but not a good flow. 'Come on' he tells Eric as he lifts him from the floor. I'm sure they went to a room. It must have been for a good long session, as Eric did not return for quite a while, and was quite wet when he did. So then one guy ant then another and another come into my lair. "Come on guys. Who's going to Piss on me". The Italian, jet-black hair, 30ish, good build, comes closer. More guys have walked in, crowded now. We're gonna have a party. Cal sees a possible party in progress and come in from the hallway. Mr. Italian says "You really want me to piss on you?" "Whip it out and hose me down". The sound of a sliding zipper. Fingers going in, searching. Looking up at his face. Back down to the found and exposed prick. Uncut, skin gliding slowly, purposely, up and back. Fellow partygoers jockeying for position to get a good look I see Cal trying to make his way to the far side of the tub. PISS. Guys breathing heavy, fondling unexposed cocks through their pants. PISS. Your brain can pick out the sound even over the stereo blasting away in the background. PISS. Making me happy. Cal has made his way to the far side of the tub next to me. Hurriedly exposing his cock, his flow starts just a second after Mr. Italian has shaken off the last few drops. Fuck. Just missed having two guys hose me at once. "Come on guys. Doesn't anyone else want to pee on me?" Cal's flow ending. No wonder after two previous loads. Finally, emboldened after watching this hot scene, another guy steps up next to Mr. Italian, who has been watching Cal piss on me, while moving that foreskin of the dick still pointed at me. New pisser takes out his 6 inch cut dick and tentatively pissed on my dick. "Come on dude PISS all over me" the flow grows stronger and is now swinging all over my chest. The guy has a big fuckin' smile. I'm thinking it's his first time, My dick's getting hard with the memory of how good the tip of your dick felt the first time it pointed piss at a man urinal, instead of a porcelain one. Alas, as always, all good things must come to an end. Jacking the last drops off, dick returns to the comfort of his pants, and the party breaks up, except for Cal. Hopefully some of the Looky-Loo's will be back later, usually waiting for their bladders to fill, or for no one else to be in the room. Well guys, it's bed time for Kevin. Hope this made you drop a load. Part two tomorrow, and I assure you that New Year's Eve was just getting started. Goodnight, Kevin Copyright 2003 by Kevin Lang, All rights reserved. For permission to publish elsewhere: klsmd@hotmail.com