Waiting for Gold

You got in line behind three other men, waiting to use the urinal. You had one arm wrapped around Bianca and the other around Melanie. You felt like quite the stud!

The man and woman in front of you were having an interesting conversation. “Come on Donny, you can skip this line and piss on me! You know how much I love any fluid that comes out of that big dick” the woman said. The man then reared his right hand back and sharply slapped the woman on the ass. “Damnit Irene, I told you to knock that off. If I pissed on you now I wouldn’t want to ass fuck you later. You know what? Get back to the front. I don’t have to deal with this.”

As the woman started begging in a low voice, the man literally shoved her away. She sheepishly made her way back to the front of the group. The man then pointed at another girl who was particularly tall. She came over to him, where he wrapped his arm around her just like he had with the last girl. Within 30 seconds he had swapped one hot girl for another. You were in awe of his confidence.

Soon you were next in line. The man in front of you was pissing on the red haired woman. The tall woman he just pulled from the line was holding his dick and aiming it. You got curious about something so you asked Bianca.

“Bianca, so does every woman have to be a urinal during a certain week or something? Like, how do they decide?” Bianca answers, “nah, we always have a urinal but it’s usually Mandy, the girl that’s doing it this week.”

You were a little shocked at that statement. “Wait, so for two hours every Sunday this girl gets pissed on by like, 50 guys?” Bianca and Melanie both nodded their heads like it was no big deal. “That hardly seems fair” you said, “plus, she can’t enjoy any of the other action in the room!”

Bianca giggled again before responding. “If anything’s not fair John, it’s that the game is rigged in her favor.” You asked Bianca to clarify.