Chicago—May, 2023

There is another story from the piss party.  One that didn’t make the cut. 

After all, in a room crowded with around 70 men for four to five hours, I couldn’t possible see everything or even remember it all if I did—and it would take up way too many pages of the blog.  I always write what were the highlights for me during a big event.

But—the moment I handed in my clothes to the coat check otter I went to the bar to fill up my water bottle.  Everywhere there were men in cloth jocks, neoprene gear or just totally naked (but with something on their feet, a house rule.)  I filled the bottle, turned and bumped into a very good-looking man dressed in a suit and tie.

We nodded to each other.  We have had men before who have stayed dressed to be covered in piss, but usually a tee-shirt and jeans or sweatpants.  My mind raced at turning the crisp lines of his suit into a sodden mess, thoroughly piss soaked.

Well, that was not his intention at all.  He loosened his tie after the first hour.  He opened his fly and fucked a number of lucky bottoms, being careful not to be piss splashed.  I really wanted to hose him down every time I saw him, but he’d made it clear to someone else, in my hearing, that he really didn’t want that. 

Well, damn.

There is a great story from this group, that happened before I was going.  Supposedly a regular at the piss party was a groomsman in a wedding—and arrived to the bar in his rented tux.  He knelt in his pristine clothes and invited everyone to cover him with piss.  Which they did.  When the jacket became a soggy mess, he took it off so the white shirt could be covered as well.  Then the pants, the patent leather shoes and the tall dress socks.  All were taken off him sopping wet and wrung out into either his mouth or over the guys in the pool (depending on who is telling the story.)  At the end of the event, he got dressed in his dry workday clothes which he’d checked, bagged the soggy, wet mess of his tux in a clear plastic bag and returned it to the rental agency.  I doubt he got his deposit back…

I am sorry I missed it.

The original is here:  From My Side of the Sling: IML 2023: The Piss Party (an Addendum) (felchingpisser.blogspot.com)  June 17, 2023