A story about shit ⇐ Stories about M+F sex

[Anonymous]

I met Chan, 7/10, but cheerful and smart. There was probably a third date, we spent the whole evening walking around the pubs, and we got really fucked up. When it got dark, we came to the park, walked decorously hand in hand, slightly staggering, and talked about literature and astronomy. About halfway through the walk I felt the urge to let the winds fly. Well, like a true gentleman, I lagged behind a little, and, trying not to give myself away, began to release the pressure. I almost made it, but something went wrong (apparently, the alcohol and my dick, which kept trying to get up, had an effect), and a little shit treacherously slipped out. Not much, but enough to make me feel uncomfortable and realize the sensitivity of the situation. Here the first romantic episode in many months is planned, and I’m crap. I was not taken aback, and as a fucking fake I asked if the lady wanted some soft drinks. The lady didn't want to. "Well, my fucking pipes are burning, I'll go get some water," I said, and that was it. Luckily for me, nearby there was one of the last 24-hour computer clubs in the city. Well, that is, in reality, a schoolboy who was late was sitting there, playing counter. As luck would have it, there was no water there, but only cola. Having bought a couple of bottles so as not to burn, I ran back, feverishly wondering what to do. Fortunately, the way back lay past the park fountain, which unfortunately was turned off. What’s strange is that there was no water even in the pool, only a few puddles at the bottom. I had to hunch over and scoop out the already quite smeared shit from my underpants and smear it on the slightly damp tiles of the pool, and then rinse my hands in the puddles. Having thoroughly sniffed my hands, I was satisfied with the work done, and slightly out of breath returned to the chan.
Well, then we fucked, right there, on the lawn.
By the way, I threw my panties away, like, in a fit of passion , and then kind of forgot. I still remember them and think about what the janitor thought when he found them.