At the back of my garden a building site appeared one day - an old building was being knocked down and rebuilt. One night in the summer I'd been out drinking with some mates, and went into the garden to smoke a spliff under the stars when I got home. I was leaning against the back wall having a look at how things were coming along, and climbed over the wall to poke around.
There was a pile of hardhats in a corner, and being a bit horned up, thought I could use one for sex games, so I helped myself - despite usually being a law-abiding person. I played around with it over the next few weeks, pissing and spunking in it, and a mate who plays my doggy drank my piss from it.
I've been back over the wall a couple of times since - there's a porta-toilet on the site to sniff around in too! Eventually I hit jackpot - someone left their boots, jeans and a shirt behind. The boots were way too small, but jeans and shirt didn't worry me, so I took them home.
To my amazement (I'm 6'3") the stuff actually fits me and the session I had licking and sniffing around the armpits and flies of this filthy kit from a sweaty builder guy drove me fucking mental. Putting them on was even more of a buzz, and I've been dribbling piss and dumping spunk on them regularly during wankplay. I now have a hi-viz waistcoat and another shirt - scummy and well used.
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