It was intermission at the concert and I was feeling no pain from the three beers I had quaffed during the first Classic Rock act. The lines at the concession stand were running so slow I thought for sure I would miss the opening song or two of the headliner, but they were taking their sweet time getting him up on stage. So I was surprised that I still had time after finally getting my $10 cup of Amber Bock to make a hasty dash to the men's room.Beer in hand I ambled in and the first waft of male piss hit my nose like the sweet perfume of my first lover; something I will never forget and something that I can never get the sent of without feeling my cock begin to chub up. The urinals were packed but I had already decided I needed a bit of privacy, so I started pulling on the doors to the toilets. The first three were locked but the fourth one allowed me access. There was a large, round toilet paper dispenser on the wall, with a fairly flat top to it. I set my beer there and fished out my lengthening cock.
I picked up the cup and took two large gulps, not making much of a dent in the 20 oz. beer, but making some room at least. I held the beer under my dick and started to piss, stirring up a wonderful foamy head that touched the rim before I stopped. I held the cup to my nose and took in the wonderful aroma of Amber Bock and piss. I took two more gulps and belched, took two more and filled the cup back up with my hot piss. I took another sip to make some room, stuck my dick into the pissy beer and used it to stir the brew.
I sat the beer down and used my finger to wring the beer from my cock, then thrust them into my mouth and sucked the wonderful juice off. I took one more glorious taste, added just a bit more of my golden nectar, then finished off in the toilet. I flushed, zipped up and left.
I go back to my seat just as the headliner came out to play. He was great and it was especially exciting to sit there in a crowd of thousands and drink my cup of Amber Piss Bock.
