I’m alone for the weekend, first time in a long time. Decided to put on a pair of well worn white briefs (that I may have worn and leaked into several times this week). Thought I’d be fancy today too, so decided to throw on a rank pair of slacks I’ve worn without washing a few times (the southern heat here can really make for a ripe scent). Completed the ensemble with a nice polo, some Banana Republic dress socks and my old pair of trashed brown loafers. Decided today would be a toilet free day…whenever I felt the urge, I’d simply let go.
After several hours of constantly wet dampness I decided to make it a little more fun and force myself to go an hour between leaks…complicating the matter with several beers.
My last gushing session left me with the usual flooded briefs, slacks, and loafers…but this time my gut gave out. Filling my dripping briefs with a soft, hot, shit, some of which ran down my piss soaked legs and flooded my shoes.
Instead of getting carried away in the moment, I decided to wait another hour. So now I’m sitting, shit smeared up my ass and back, piss drenched from the waist down, watching football and having another few beers.
I love that hot squishy shit and piss filled taint feeling, don’t you?