Early awakening and the first day of new responsibilities.

Waking up early in the morning was unpleasant for you. You are used to sleeping much longer. But Aunt Martha was inexorable. She set several alarms at once.

You thought, slowly lifting your weakened body from the bed: “Perhaps the sounds of these alarm clocks are similar to one of the means that devils use to **** sinners in hell...”

You got dressed and went to perform the usual hygiene procedures. Aunt Martha was already walking around the rooms. Your sense of smell caught the aroma of the apple pies that Martha had been making since early in the morning.

You went to the dining room to have breakfast. A glass of orange juice. A cheese sandwich. A bowl of oatmeal.

After finishing your meal, you sluggishly went to the sink to wash the dishes.

Your sluggish movements caught Martha's attention and she said sternly: “Act faster, Billy! Don't forget what I told you yesterday! Go to the guest room quickly. I put a list of phone numbers on the table.”

You sighed and reluctantly went to the guest room.

Two hours of tedious telephone conversations followed. Most people, in response to your offer to buy apple pies, refused you. Sometimes such refusals were expressed in a rather rude manner (this is not surprising: many people prefer to sleep at this time rather than listen on the phone to the words of an intrusive idiot who wants to sell them an apple pie).

In the end, you only managed to find two clients. Both of these persons live in the central part of the city. This means that you will have to go quite far. And one more thing: it will not be easy for you. After all, you will have to carry a heavy load - a dozen apple pies.

You told your aunt about your success. She gave you a large backpack bag. This backpack bag was similar to the usual bags used by couriers of food delivery companies (like DoorDash). Martha carefully packed the pies inside this bag.

You put on this backpack bag. Hard…

Then, you left the house and headed to the house of the first customer. You planned your route based on the map you looked at using your smartphone. Obviously, you will have to walk through the vast wooded parkland that separates your outlying area from the central areas of the city.

Your journey to your clients took you about three hours. You are very tired. You walked back to your house through the same beautiful park area. The money for the pies was packed into the right pocket of your jeans. In your left pocket you had your smartphone.

You were walking along a secluded path through the park. You enjoyed the peace and serenity. You remember that in the central area of the park there was a small developed area that was used for holidays and competitions (for example: city residents sometimes played baseball there, children loved to play basketball there).

Soon, you came to this sports area.

You saw that a small house was placed on the edge of the baseball field. Judging by the signs on the doors, it was a toilet.

You felt a physiological need that prompted you to visit this building. Indeed, you really need to relieve your bladder right now.

Entering the toilet, you saw that most of the urinals were under repair. Only two urinals near the edge of the wall are operational. You hurried to one of the working urinals because your bladder was full.

As soon as you unzipped your fly and took out your penis, you heard sounds.

Another person entered this toilet.

He was a tall man with broad shoulders. He was wearing a checkered red and black shirt, black sweatpants, and old sports sneakers. Judging by his appearance, he was about 30 years old. His face had wide cheekbones, several scars on his left cheek, a small beard and a black mustache. The man's eyes had a black tint. His hair was cut very short and his skin had a porcelain tint.

After looking around, the man realized that the only urinal in the corner was free. Without any embarrassment, he approached this urinal, standing quite close to you.

“Howdy, guy! I really want to piss! I can’t contain myself.” The man came very close to you. He hurriedly unzipped his pants and took out his big dick. Your bladder was about to explode, so you had two options. Either piss yourself, or join this man and pee in the other urinal next to him.

Embarrassed with shame, you chose the second option.

Two streams of urine hit the surface of each urinal.

Involuntarily, you glanced at the man’s penis. This dick was incomparably larger than your small dick. The confusion and unusualness of the situation had a strange effect on your mind. Your small penis became slightly excited and began to grow. The head of your dick began to rise and became bare.

It is obvious that your shameful arousal was noticed by the stranger.

You stand near the urinal, blushing more and more with shame. A terrible embarrassment. You don't know what to do.