Watersports Training - Part 2

Continuing straight from last week’s blog post, there was so much more piss waiting for me on that week of Fetish Pride in Maspalomas, Gran Canaria. I’m telling you, that’s one party worth traveling to. Lots of kink, clothing-optional places and sex, warmer weather than where I might usually be in October, cheap and a relaxed vibe, like you would expect a beach town on a Spanish island can provide.

But let’s get to it. I reported to the Master I’ve been talking to online that I drank piss in Tuesday’s party, as promised. I mentioned that I got some piss on me, though I tried to avoid it. I asked him the obvious - would he have preferred that I don’t avoid it at all? Of course, he replied. And I should make sure to get pissed on in the two remaining piss parties. It’s almost like I’m the Master of my own training, the way I’m asking for it.

At the party, I met the group fitness instructor with the thick cock again. He’s in his mid-30s I think. And then I met another very athletic guy of similar age, who wore a yellow rubber tank top by Regulation, with “urinal” printed on the back and a picture of a guy drinking piss with a urinal gag on the front, if I remember correctly. Turns out that that guy had such a gag too, but I’ll get to that. He was also locked like me, except I was naked, more exposed.

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