Pissing Wrong – Contestant #1

Pissing Wrong – Contestant #1

“LIMP! IT IS SO BLOODY LIMP”

A laughable state of cock. He wasn’t wrong, it hung before him; aiming for everything but the sink.

The bellend, main cannon slumped heavily against his underwear and a testicle oddly rested upon the edge of the sink basin – he had one choice really as legs could not provide adequate countermeasures to his sways –  but to use a hand, Properly this time.

None of that easy business-few-finger-grip and everything is a go-go down the pan Charlie! Roger Roger!

We’re talking one arm on the wall, leaning over, huffing and gruffing. Panting through efforts to cope with the sudden adjustment of his intoxicated central gravity mechanism, that of which his eye balls were incapable of registering and correcting in real time.

“Fuckkkkk…..” There he his, white suite, black tie – Long hair – He’s fucked.

He reaches for his penis, his vision is weary but years of training has taught him a few things. This will be a flip of the coin. Piss here or piss everywhere.

He can hit this urinal, he can. Go on son. Do it.

“Hnngghh” He’s giving it a good squeeze and farts as the first stream breaks through –  a double whammy, a lucky man. Though the stream –  it splits.

It has indeed split, two streams, a large dose of incomprehensible manoeuvres. Shifts and shimmys. The floor, wall and tooth brushes are at risk.

Unless he can keep this under control, he is doomed.

Trousers covered in piss…and oh wait…wait….he’s managed to stop the flow, that backup can cause quite the strain and pain in the anus.

The sink, this sink, whoever’s washbasin has likely not seen such bold manoeuvres; we’ve got a pro here. He’s steadying up for another go. Few wank shakes. Correct the deformation of flow, get it all in order. Stretch to a semi and the cock is a far more manageable piss pipe.

This piss on his trousers is a manageable mistake; his t-shirt is long enough to cover the damages. It’s a black t-shirt. XL in size.

He takes the position once more, foot tapping away, knees shaking, fighting that pissing surge.

And he’s away. Eyes closed, teeth gritted, face to the ceiling. He exhales a deep sigh. Magnificent satisfaction.

Wonderful stuff honestly. This is a momentous piss. He’s been going quite some time. His leg twitches; it is a good sign folks. The dismount is…it is indeed coming.

“ooooohhhh fuuuckkk”.  He reeks of pain and pleasure, what depravity and yet romanticism. Don’t you want this piss folks?

That piss is clear. A few final droplets leave his meatus.

He dismounts, firm shake. It’s all very good – it’s great! He shakes and tucks. A usual issue in the tuck at this stage is the…’OH DEAR!’

He appears to of not drained the’ lizard’ in it’s fullness. Many men have experienced the morally corrupting feeling of an under-shook penis, tucking up and in to the trousers, only to release a strong stream of excess piss directly into your underwear and jeans/shorts.

Or whatever.

This is indeed, a lot of piss – A change is suitable. It is. Though the sink is…where it shouldn’t be, as in nowhere near a fresh set of threads. Now his penis for the remainder of the evening will shrivel into a small damp, urine covered stink ball inside his loins.

“Jesus fuck oh lord, who did ya fuckin-do-this-to-me-for jesus?” – He is not amused. Shake harder next time, wank the piss out if need be.

Well that’s it, piss remained all over the cock until the very end, he didn’t clear the back of the sink up or floor so well. Not going to be great for the scores.

Three Benzos, three beers, one piss.

No winners this week.

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5 Comments

  1. didn’t think you could hit any lower Ed…but this shit is wasteman material, do something better in your time.

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