There were a couple of reasons for this apart from the obvious of previously having an old girl friend drink my piss in as act of atonement. The secon...d girl who ended up drinking my piss was actually the third one that I spoken to over the course of a few months who was willing to try. So when it happened I already had a sense that it was just a matter of time and circumstance, but still the build up and anticipation was exhilarating About sixteen years ago I moved to Toronto and I was living. We had another glass of wine before going to bed and I had visions of Terry's pussy as I ate out my wife. The following morning I went for my morning run and when I returned my wife was drinking coffee ready to head to the office. Terry arose and came out as the wife and I were kissing good bye. Terry grabbed a cup of coffee as I headed to the shower. I came out of the shower and then Terry headed in. As Terry was in the shower I went into her room to get a better smell of that perfume she was. Owens coughs toget Stewart's attention. Stewart snatches them up and cries out indelight. He tumbles into my room and I can just see him sit on my bed.He's fumbling with the packaging. I look back to Owens.He pulls out a larger plastic encased bundle and indicates that I shouldsit in front of him.I do. I'm letting him do all of this. I am consenting. I am lost. I amjust as much of a pervert as he is. I smile.He pushes on my chest gently.I roll onto my back, resting my soles on the floor with a. Once he came over and they were fucking, I would slip in through the back door, tip-toe upstairs, and either listen or watch them fuck. As the school year came to a close, I told my mom one weekend that I wasn’t coming home that night because I was going to stay over at a friend’s house in Scranton. Her first question was: “Is Ryan going with you?” I replied, “No…He is not going.” I knew my plan was working. That afternoon, I jerked off in the bathroom to the image of my best friend filling.