Foreskins Stories

Last week, I stopped at the local book store/coffee shop and went directly to their washroom. There was a guy in there standing at the right urinal. I walked up to the left urinal and stood beside him. I could plainly see his dick. His pants were open and being held up by his left hand. His right hand held his urinating dick. And a fine dick it was too. I unzipped and pulled out my pecker and held it with my left hand. Th...

Saturday, I stopped for coffee at Wendy's. When my cup was empty, I went to the washroom. It had two urinals. I took the urinal on the right. Just as I finished, a guy entered and stood beside me. I looked over at him. Holy hell, he looked exactly like Larry, an old friend of mine. What an uncanny resemblance. Larry moved to California thirty to thirty-five years ago. It was as if he hadn't aged a bit. He must be Larry's...

I shall always remember last Friday. I attended an afternoon seminar on retirement and tax planning at the Days Inn in Tampa. When it was over I stayed and talked to a guy who had answered a question that I wanted to get some further information about. When we were done, the conference room was empty, and after he got on the elevator, I went to the men's room to take a leak. It was deserted, I checked all the shitters. Th...