Friday Night Delights

OPP cam by last night. By the time he got here he had a few beers so I got a drink as He closed the door. We spent some time playing around, talked and got him off. I got some more to drink and he left. I couldn't have been filled up with two loads. Not having seen him for two weeks left me dry and parched. Unless he had stayed the whole night OPP couldn't have fulfilled my need for this. This is what I looked like out in the park last night, except I was pissing in my shorts. For some reason two and a half loads of piss and a few squirts on my shirt were not enough to satisfy my obsession. I don't generally get into self-wetting but last night I did. And a little self-drinking. I don't need to know anything more about him. Don't know his name, what his butt looks like, size of his dick or what he drinks; I would beg to drink his piss the moment I had him alone.

Satisfying Myself

OPP hasn't been by for more than a week, so you can guess what I've been up to. can't you? If not, you are not as obsessed as I am. Don't know who he is, but I'd like to run into him in the proverbial dark alley. I would do whatever he wants. I would be especially happy to open my mouth for his piss after sucking his balls for a half hour..