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I went to my favorite restroom this past weekend, an old cinder block affair on South Beach. It smells and looks so raunchy. I usually go there to blow guys and get blown and for whatever else cums along. I had just gotten there and settled into my favorite stall when someone came in. He went up to the urinal and pissed. Through the crack I made out it was the Lifeguard. They wear all the same trunks and jackets. I couldn’t see his Cock, but he pissed forever.
When he left, I was rock hard. He’d used my favorite urinal which doesn’t flush. I knelt down and lapped up his yellow nectar—washed my face in it and drank a ton. I sank back in the stall to beat off, but was interrupted by more footsteps. This time the guy sat in the stall next to mine. It was the other Guard. He sat there a few and shit. After several minutes, he wiped his Butt and left.
Now, remember, this is a fucked-up old john. I went into his stall and saw four Lifeguard turds still floating in the bowl. Fuck, I had to have ‘em! I bent down, jacking, and licked ‘em. Hot taste! I picked up the smallest one and downed it whole. No problem! The second I chewed up real good before I swallowed. The third I slipped into an old lunch baggie from the trash to save for later. The last and largest I smeared on my Cock and beat off with It. Fuck, did I ever shoot one humungous Load!
After I washed my Dick, I slunk back in the stall to wait. I sucked a couple Teens and numerous Trolls and took lots of Piss by evening—most of It fresh from the Spigot. One guy let me be his Toilet Bowl—three massive mushy stools! I was another’s Toilet Paper—he had diarrhea. “Damn HIV!” he muttered. From the looks of him, he was just about Full-Blown. I reassured him the Bug made his Feces extra special. The way it dribbled and shot out of him—with all that gas—I must have spared a dozen trees.
Overall it was quite a productive day—and real perverted!

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