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.

A desperate Saturday 7/17/2010

Sitting here alone wondering why OPP didn't show last night. I was planning on being drowned in recycled beer, his promise. I'm upset that OPP didn't show last night. If we don't connect today I'm headed out to the bars. Should I run into his look alike shown here I'll be begging for a drink and shower. Verrry interesting.HoTT JiZZ KiD: Stud Gets His Hole Pissed In and Filled w/ Spooge#links

Shirt or skin

Myself, I like both. It all depends on the day, person and some undefinable personal urge. The majority of the time I like the direct contact of piss on skin, so I'm stripped down waiting for a man I met yesterday. Frank Fanucchi. It looks like he prefers piss on the skin. Alan Valdez. Don't know much about him, but with that body what do I need to know. I'd gladly serve as his piss dump.

Dashed Hopes

Sorry guys, I haven't been up to adding any Photos for a while. I haven't been getting any and that always leaves me down in the dumps (no pun). OPP was supposed to show up Saturday, again no show. So what to do? I invite New Guy over for dinner Sunday and ply him with beer. Unfortunately matters didn't work out the way I would have liked, he went home and I was left parched and dry. This is the way I had hoped on my weekend sliding into Monday. Unfortunately neither OPP or New Guy fulfilled my hopes.

Weeknight Bliss

OPP left a little while ago, I've had time to take a soapy shower (necessary) and come back to a normal state. I am not sure why, but our piss life has improved in the last few weeks. Not just for me, but also for him. In the years we have played around he has finally gotten verbal about the pleasure he is finding in piss play. Having reassurance from him increases the feelings of intimacy that is my obsession. I would normally worry that it can't last, but I think I'll just ride the high as long as it lasts. I did a lot of this. A fair amount of this. A bit of this. Some of this. One more in the endless line of hot men for whom I would shamelessly fall to my knees and gladly accept either a drink or a shower.

Yesterdays Obsession

I'm still flush (get it?) with the pleasure of last night. I drank more piss from one person than ever. That is not a brag, it just is the way the night went with OPP recycling beer for our pleasure. Twelve hours later I was still passing him out of my system. Although I spent much of the night on my knees drinking piss this is the way I ended the night with a larger load of piss than OPP has ever given me. It was a delightful way to finish a night of sucking and drinking. By the time he went home I was drenched from the top of my head to my ankles. We have not gotten into feet.