Popular Post gldenwetgoose 20,368 Posted August 26, 2020 Popular Post Share Posted August 26, 2020 First things first, apologies to anyone looking for a video or photos, or for that matter anything over exciting. At least, I don't feel it's too exciting but I'll share it anyway just in case you disagree. Last weekend I was mostly pissing in a field. There, that's the abridged version - and I told you it wasn't very interesting so I've saved you wasting the time of reading further. I'm involved in a local quite famous vintage vehicle and country crafts fair which normally takes place every springtime (although sadly not this year). It's a huge event and has a committee of about 30 people involved, each with their separate parts to play. It takes place on several farmer's fields which over the course of a week turn into a small town - think Glastonbury or Woodstock but slightly less people and less cool bands. During the year we have a number of working party events and this weekend was one such. There were six of us camped and caravanned from Friday afternoon through to Sunday and a few more came during the day on Saturday so about a dozen adults at the busiest. One of the main jobs was ripping apart an old toilet trailer ready for some welding and new floor, apart from that there were fences to repair, a shed to tidy and that sort of thing. During the day the coffee and canned drinks were flowing, and inevitably what goes in must come out. Mostly it was a case of walking a few yards to behind one of the cars or towards a fence, and just letting fly into the long grass. Of the two ladies, I know my wife would definitely not have peed outdoors and the one other wife there similarly probably used one of the caravan toilets. The rest of the guys I'm sure just used the outdoors. In the evening after dark on the two nights the drink was flowing, my wife was tired and went to bed leaving four or five of us. Obviously after a few drinks and breaking the seal the need to pee comes regularly and suddenly. Nobody particularly batted an eyelid at one of us getting up and walking just out of sight, before coming back to the group a minute or so later. On the second night especially there were a lot of rain showers and so we were sitting and drinking in the shelter of the barn - a medium sized sort of storage barn with open doors at the front and back. The rear door, well more just of an opening has a metal mesh gate with a gap, which is sort of generally accepted as being the toilet area. So, during the course of the evening we all whenever the need arose would make our way through, squeezing through the gap into a wooded thicket behind the barn. Even in the rain the tree cover gave good shelter and it was somehow almost cosy, unzipping and pulling penis out of jeans, shaking it free slightly and feeling the pressure build before ejecting a golden stream onto the soft carpet of pine needles below. The soft ground quickly absorbed the liquid without a trace and without much sound. Undoing my belt and loosening trousers slightly more I was able to enjoy the cool night breeze around my balls. After pushing hard for maximum distance I'd then shake the last few drops of pee free, with the shaking movement giving way to a quick stroke, feeling myself starting to harden. If I was alone there I may have been tempted to carry on stroking, thinking about one particular of the ladies on the committee who makes it no secret she uses that spot as her personal toilet too. But maybe not with the other guys just around the corner. So, time to zip up and head back to my beer... until next time. 5 Link to post
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