Posted by wetjeans on January 05, 2000 at 07:22
As he mentioned in my previous post Terry, Alan and I were to meet New Years Eve at the Lone Star bar. Since I was with other friends who were not into pissing jeans we saw midnight at a bar in the Castro. As soon as possible my friend Alan and I headed to meet Terry. The good thing was this time I had been able to drink lots of juice before we got there. This time I had on tight faded 501's and a red flannel shirt. Just to make sure they didn't absorb to much liquid I also had on tight white nylon boxer shorts under my 501's. They also allowed any "growth" on my part to be readily noticed.
Well as soon as we got there piss started to flow in each of our jeans. Even Terry who always likes to be wet stayed dry till we got there. I sure like the feeling of letting go in my jeans and also like it when the faded dinim turns dark from getting wet. To make the felling even better I like when a guy grabs my crotch while I am pissing my pants.
Now I have to admit Alan turned out to be the human faucet. Once he got started there was no stopping him. He wasn't into pissing his own jeans as much as pissing on Terry's. And since it was hanging out right in front of him Terry made sure to "polish" Alen's head enough to make him cum right there. It was fun watching the different "maons" Alan made from pissing to cumming. Also remember we were in the middle of the bar while all this was going on. After he came still more piss flowed and I liked Terry comment "piss sure washes cum away nicely". Now not to be left alone Terry made sure to hose down the front of my jeans after I had wet them. I don't know if he meant to do it this way but there were still a few dry spots in the front when he was done so it still looked like I wet myself. Also the bottom few buttons were open in my jeans allowing the bright white underwear to show against the dark wet jeans.
All this was happening at th clock was ticking closer to 2 AM when the bars were closing. Also the lights were getting brighter near the end to get everyone to leave the bar and allow anyone to watch our goings on. Alan kept pissing till the end and it was hard to get him to shut the faucet off for a while.
Now came the last fun part of the evening which was walking back to our hotel in our very pissed jeans under bright street lights. We passed only one guy who looked at our crotches, then grabbed his, maybe checking to see if he was wet, before getting back to our hotel.
It sure was a great way to welcome in the New Year and my only regret was that we didn't spend the entire evening there. I sure hope to visit that bar when I go to San Francisco again
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