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I usually describe myself as straight, with bi tendencies. When I was starting out on my sexual adventures, two of the most important people I learned with were a brother and sister named Anne and Mike. I was about twenty at the time, and lived on my own in a small rented flat. I had broken up with my first serious girlfriend and Anne and Mike were both great friends who still lived with their parents nearby.

Anne would have been about my age. She was a stunning girl with long blonde hair and a perfect figure. She always wore skin tight jeans and I freely admit that I fancied her like mad. She, however, had had a bad experience with a boyfriend who hadn’t treated her well. She was currently not interested in getting involved with anyone else.

Mike was Anne’s ‘kid brother’. In fact he was only about a year younger, but used to have trouble getting served in bars because of his boyish good looks. He was skinny with curly brown hair, and a sort of innocent look about him. He was inclined to be a bit naive and admitted to still being a virgin.

After my breakup, Anne and Mike both became more regular visitors, both separately and together. I enjoyed their company and we all got on like a house on fire. Anne was my agony aunt and I soon felt I could tell her anything – and she shared some intimate secrets with me too. Mike was less serious – and his answer to cheering me up frequently involved going to a local bar and drinking large quantities of beer. He was like a big kid and always great fun to be with.

None of us was getting any sex – and that is probably why it was a favourite topic of our conversations. I think Anne sensed that I fancied her something chronic, and liked to tease me. She liked to recount past sexual experiences that she had had. I used to probe her for details and than wank myself off after she had gone thinking about it. One evening, she came round my flat and we got to talking about masturbating. She freely admitted that she liked to play with herself and the thought of her touching herself drove me insane. I admitted that she was making me hard.

‘I can tell’ she said, ‘I bet you’ll have a nice wank when I’ve gone!’

I laughed it off, but sure enough, I milked myself dry when she had gone thinking about her rubbing herself off. Next evening, she brought it up again.

‘So, how was your wank last night?’

‘Very nice,’ I replied sheepishly.

‘That’s OK,’ she said. ‘To tell you the truth, I had to take care of myself too!’

‘Wish I could have watched.’

‘I bet you do, you dirty bastard!’, but she was smiling as she said it, ‘maybe you should let me watch you!’

‘I asked for that’

‘Yes you did, now behave yourself!’

‘Have you ever seen a man wank?’

‘Only Mike’

‘Your brother?’

‘Yes – that sounds awful doesn’t it – but we’ve always been really open about stuff and we were watching one of Mum and Dads pornos while they were out one night. I went for a pee and when I got back he was wanking himself off. He tried to cover it up but I saw everything. Don’t tell him I told you!’

Of course, I got to thinking whether or not I could wank in front of someone else – how that would feel. I also found myself thinking about Mike wanking too. Nowadays I acknowledge my bi tendencies, but back then, these were strange new feelings.

Later that week, Mike and I were getting pissed in a bar, and the conversation got on to wanking. I really found I was developing a fascination with the mental image of Mike wanking – and wondering what his cock and balls were like, how much he came and so on.

When the bar closed, we had missed the last bus and were in for a long walk home. We also bought some take out beer to drink on the way home. We stopped near the railway to drink the rest of the beer. Mike said he needed a piss and stumbled over to a nearby tree, nearly falling over. He was more pissed than he thought – and leaned on the tree with his right hand vainly fumbling at his zipper with the left. Meanwhile, I decided that I could use a little bladder relief too, and walked up next to him and unzipped and pulled my prick out and pointed it at the tree. But I was too busy watching Mike’s vain struggle with his trousers.

‘Need some help?’ I volunteered nervously.

He replied in the affirmative and I suddenly realised I was about to get very close to his member, which I had been daydreaming about!

Hands shaking, I undid the zip and top button of his jeans. The bulge in his briefs looked huge. With his one free hand he was able to get his dick over the top of the briefs. I gasped involuntarily at the thickness of his manly cock. Because he was so boyish I imagined something smaller and less hairy! We were only just in time as a thick stream of steaming beer piss instantly streamed from his cock, splattering noisily on the tree. He sighed with relief. As the stream slowed down, he said:

‘Thought you needed a piss?’

I realised what he had noticed – that I had just been standing there with my dick out staring at his dick! My dick, although not hard, had swollen somewhat from it’s resting size. I managed to relax enough to start peeing and apologised:

‘Sorry, all this talk about wanking tonight has got me a bit horny, I think!’

‘Me too,’ he replied, making no attempt to put his prick away. In fact, he was definitely massaging it and it was growing. My piss stream stopped and I massaged the last drops of piss out slowly and soon we were both nursing throbbing hard ons. He came first, grunting a big gobs of spunk came out of his lovely thick cock, then I came too. It was impossible to tell whose spunk was who’s as it dribbled down the tree. I put my arm around him and we looked at each other and laughed!

A few days later, Anne came around and she was in teasing mode. She gave me the news that she had had a lesbian experience with her best friend. Now, I once met this friend and she was a green eyed, raven haired beauty. The mental picture of her and Anne playing together was more erotic than anything I had ever heard of. By the time she had got to the part where they were down to their panties, I was nursing the mother of all erections. It was straining at my tight trousers in a completely obvious way. This was clearly what she wanted, and she continued teasing me with how they then rubbed their mounds together and how their breast were touching. I undid the top button and zip on my jeans and my cock strained at my briefs.

‘Do you want me to talk about something else?’

No I didn’t, but I could feel the wetness of precum and was dying for release.

‘You can wank if you want to’

I didn’t need to be asked twice. She had teased me to the point where I didn’t care that she would see and I pulled my jeans and briefs down and gratefully pumped at my cock in full view of her. I came quickly, splattering my tee shirt with my cum.

‘Very nice’ she said.

‘Do I get to watch you then?’

‘Maybe one day – if you’re a very good boy.’

‘That’s not fair.’

‘Maybe next time.’

And with that, she said goodnight and left me in my cum splattered state.

Later the same week, there was a knock on the door. Mike was there looking a little sheepish.

‘I’m really sorry about what happened the other night, he began’

‘Sorry for what?’ I said

‘You know – on the way home. I was really pissed.’

‘It’s fine’ I reassured him, ‘we both did the same. No-one else will know so don’t worry about it.’

‘You’re sure?’

‘Completely, I enjoyed having a good wank with my best mate!’


‘Yes, really – so stop worrying.’

Visibly relieved, Mike sat down and told me about the time his sister caught him wanking. He told me about his mom and dad’s porn collection and how he and his sister used to watch the tapes in secret when their parents were out – and how he longed to be able to wank as he watched them. I said he was welcome to bring a tape round to my place and wank to it anytime.

Next night, he turned up with a carrier bag containing some beers and a battered VHS cassette. We put the video on and cracked open a beer. I think this was the first time I had seen porn – but Mike had clearly seen the tape many times – pointing out his favourite bits. I found it hard to take my eyes off the action – but when I did I found myself gazing at the bulge in his jeans and thinking about his fat, manly cock – and wondering if it was hard yet.

My own cock was straining at my jeans and I decided to take the lead. I put my hand down and squeezed my hard on through my jeans. It felt good. Mike started rubbing at his own crotch so I undid my jeans and slid them down. Mike did the same and I could clearly see the shape of his cock outlined in his briefs. We sat like this on the sofa together for a while longer, watching two guys and a girl on screen doing a classic ‘spit roast’.

My mouth was really dry by now and I was as horny as hell. I put my hand inside my briefs and grasped my rock hard cock. Mike, I noticed, was watching me as much as the TV and I could wait no longer. I pulled down my briefs and started working my cock slowly, luxuriating in the sensations. Mike’s breathing changed and he also got his cock out in full view. The sight of him working that lovely cock inches away from me was too much, and I came hard. The front of my tee shirt was splashed and a great pool of cum ran down my balls. Mike took a little longer but as I looked on in fascination I had a great view of his sticky load erupting from his cock all over his hand and legs.

‘Better?’ I asked.

‘Much!’ he grinned ‘how about you?’

‘Best wank I’ve had in ages. Come on, let’s get cleaned up.’

I led the way to the bathroom and turned on the shower over the bath. I took off the rest of my clothes and Mike followed suit. It was the first time I had seen Mike completely naked and I found it a delicious sight. He had no chest hair but his cock and balls lived in a thick dark forest.

‘Come on – we can share’ I said.

I took the spray and soaked myself then handed it to him while I soaped up. Then, he soaped up while I rinsed off. I really enjoyed watching him finish his shower – he was directing the spray onto his cock and balls from close up.

The next time Mike came round, I was hoping for more of the same.

‘Did you bring another video?’ I asked.

‘Sorry, couldn’t get one – they’ve been in all day’

‘Pity – I really enjoyed the other night’

‘Me too’

We cracked open a beer and sat down on the sofa. We agreed that wanking together had been much better than wanking alone – and tried to figure out why. I confessed that I liked seeing a cock that was different to my own. We talked about length and girth. He was definitely thicker – but was he longer? We weren’t sure but agreed we would like to compare.

‘We’ll need to get hard without porn then’ I said.

‘We managed to get hard by the tree that night’ he replied.

‘True’, I said, ‘but I think that was because I had to help you with your zip and watch you piss all over the tree.’

‘That turned you on?’

‘Well something did, anyway!’

‘Actually, I like it when you unzipped me – you can unzip my flies anytime.’

‘OK, stand up then!’

Mike obeyed. I reached over and gingerly pulled the zip down on his jeans. Then I undid the top button. He didn’t resist as I pulled down his jeans and he stepped out of them, standing in his briefs. In a moment of recklessness, I took hold of his briefs and pulled them down too, my face now inches from his hairy manhood, now swelling visibly.

‘My turn’ commanded Mike.

I stood up and he knelt down, fumbling with my jeans he managed to pull them down and paused before pulling down my briefs too. My semi hard dick sprang out in front of me almost touching his face.

‘Mmm, nice’ he muttered ‘nice cock’

‘So is yours,’ I replied.

He stood up again to give me a better look. He was getting hard now and his erection thrilled me. We stood with our dicks right close together and let them brush against each other. Mine twitched as it brushed against his pubic hair.

‘Can I touch?’, I said, hoarsely.

‘OK’, whispered Mike.

I nervously put my hand to his cock and held it in my hand. It felt thick and warm, and seemed to swell even more in my hand. I squeezed a little harder and Mike gasped.

‘Sorry’ I said, and let go

‘No it’s fine’, said Mike. ‘No-one else has ever touched my cock before. It felt really cool’

‘Well, I’ve never touched another cock – so it’s a first for me too!’

We sat down next too each other on the sofa.

‘Can I feel yours?’ asked Mike

‘Go ahead’

Mike leaned across and took my prick in his hand. He squeezed and my dick responded by oozing a little precum. I made a little noise of pleasure, and Mike responded by moving his hand down my shaft. It felt incredible. We scooted round so we were facing each other, and I reached out for his cock again. I mirrored his actions, squeezing and moving my hand down to expose his great bulbous glans. It felt so good. But we were becoming an awkward tangle of arms and legs. We disentangled and looked at each other and giggled.

‘One at a time might be easier!’ I said

‘You choose’ said Mike

‘OK, lie down’ I said, and then knelt beside him.

I took his cock in my right hand and cupped his balls with my left. He moaned as I massaged his cock and balls. I could smell a musky odour and a little precum appeared at the tip. I put my finger to it and smeared the precum on his glans causing him to gasp. I started to wank his fat cock and felt his cock stiffen and his balls tighten. Presently he grunted and I felt his balls and cock twitch and jerk. Great gobs of cum ran down my hands and I smeared it into his balls.

I saw he needed a break after his impressive ejaculation, so I got us two more beers from the fridge and a towel to dry himself on. Mike told me that was the first time he had been wanked off by anyone else and I told him that was the first time I had ever wanked off another cock. Then, he told me it was my turn.

Obediently, I sprawled on the sofa and he knelt down and started to fondle my cock and balls. I remember his face was so close I could feel his breath on my balls. I closed my eyes and let the sensations wash over me. All too soon, I felt my ejaculation erupt and I felt a wet gob of cum land on my face. He slowed down and milked the last drops from my grateful cock. Finally he gently dried me off with the towel.

Once again, we showered together. This time, though, we washed each other – rather than ourselves. It felt wonderful having my cock and balls thoroughly washed by my buddy.

I hadn’t seen Anne for a few days, so when the door went the next evening I was expecting Mike. Instead, Anne was standing there with a carrier bag containing beer and one of their parents stash of porn videos. I was intrigued.

‘Thought you might like to watch another one’ she said.

‘Another one?’

‘It’s OK, Mike told me that you liked watching porn together! We don’t have any secrets, you know.’

I felt the colour drain from my face. What else has Mike told Anne?

‘Oh, just that you like to beat off together – nothing shocking!’

Her face made it clear she didn’t mind – so I relaxed a little.

‘Yeah, Mike’s really come out have his shell lately. Now, when we watch our tapes he just gets his cock out in front of me – I don’t know where to look!’, Anne went on ‘but I don’t mind – it’s nice to know he’s getting plenty of relief.’

Just then, the door went again. It was Mike!

‘Is Anne round here?’

‘Yes/’ I answered, my mind racing ‘come in.’

He came in and saw the tape on the coffee table.

‘I was looking for that!’ he scolded Anne.

‘Sorry, I just thought your friend would like to see it too’ she replied.

‘Perhaps we could all watch it?’ I volunteered hopefully.

‘We were hoping you’d say that,’ said Anne.

I had been set up. The two of them had cooked this up in advance. I was very excited now, and my hands were shaking as I put the tape on. Mike and Anne were sitting at opposite ends of the sofa, so I squeezed in between them.

On screen, an orgy was taking place. There were four guys and four girls – and they were all either sucking cock or licking pussy – in various combinations. It didn’t take long for Mike to undo his jeans and take out his stiff prick. I decided to do the same and took out my aching member and started to stroke it.

Anne took hold of my wrist and removed my hand. Then, she took my cock in her hand and carried on massaging expertly. So I used my free hand to take over wanking Mike instead.

‘Do you like this?’ purred Anne.

‘Yes’ I gasped.

It was all too much for me, and I was soon spurting like a geyser. Still dripping with spunk, I knelt between Mikes legs so that I could cup his balls in my left hand while pumping his cock with my right. Eventually, Mike came too, grunting as his stuff ran down my hands. We both turned to look at Anne, who had by now unfastened the top of her jeans and had a hand down the front of her knickers.

‘Not fair,’ I complained – ‘we can’t see’

She took her hand out and laughed.

‘Well, you guys have finished now – I’m not playing on my own. You did make me very wet though. Are you guys going to shower now? Can I watch?’

‘Not fair’, I said ‘you get to see us completely naked and we don’t see anything!’

‘Oh go on – I’ve seen both your cocks anyway – it’s not like I’m going to see anything new. Maybe I might show you more later if you’re good?’

We gave in – and headed off to the bathroom. Anne put down the toilet lid and sat down. Mike and I undressed and got into the tub with the shower running. As before we took turns washing each other’s bodies – paying particular attention to cocks and balls. We took our time spraying and washing each other, while Anne sat on the toilet with her hand down the front of her knickers. Eventually, we finished showering and took a towel each, and returned to the living room. More beer flowed and I wanted Anne to take her clothes off. She proposed a deal.

‘I’ll give you things to do – and for every one I’ll take something off! But you have to do as I ask’

Mike and I agreed – there seemed little to lose.

‘Ok first one, lose the towels’

We dropped the towels and Anne took of her top, revealing a white lacy bra.

‘Ok, next one of you has to lick my finger’

As she said it, her hand went deep down the front of her knickers and can out glistening with her wetness. I happily volunteered for this one and sucked the musky smelling finger eagerly. She took off her jeans revealing the rest of her white panties.

‘The bra is going to cost you more. I want each one of you to suck the other one’s cock!’

‘But!’ we both protested.

‘Do you want to see my tits or not?’

Mike knelt down and took my prick. His mouth felt deliciously warm – it was a very pleasant sensation. My turn came and although I was unsure, it actually wasn’t bad at all having Mike’s lovely prick in my mouth. Anne took of the bra and I saw her beautiful breasts for the first time. Her pink nipples were erect and they were perfect breasts.

‘OK, suck my nipples’

‘Is that number four?’

‘Just do it!’

I needed no persuading although Mike was clearly unsure. But we each took one of those gorgeous nipples and I sucked hungrily at mine. Anne moaned and began rub her mound furiously through her knickers. She pulled the crotch to one side and there was a definite squelch as she pawed at her soaking wet cunt. She arched her hips and screamed out her orgasm, eventually slowing down and panting hard.

‘Oh fuck’ she gasped ‘that was good’

When she had calmed down, she finally peeled her sodden knickers off. She had light brown pubic hair, trimmed into a small rectangle above her swollen pink slit.

By now my cock was throbbing. I wanted to fuck that wet pink pussy so badly. Anne read my mind.

‘I know you’d love to fuck me – but it’s hardly fair on my brother is it?’

We had a brief, tense discussion about what would be fair. Poor Mike had never had a fuck in his life. Anne said she might consider letting him put his cock in briefly – just to let him know what it felt like – but I was worried that would just make him more frustrated. Anne made a suggestion.

‘Would you consider sucking Mike off?’

I hadn’t minded sucking his prick for a short time earlier, but in the end I thought I’d give it a try.

‘If you let him put it in you once. I’ll try and finish him off good with my mouth’ I promised.

Anne took hold of her brother’s cock.

‘One quick dip,’ she said, and guided his thick cock towards her still wet pussy. The tip of his cock parted her lips and then slid slowly all the way in. Mike gasped and Anne bit her lip.

‘Ok, that’s all’ she gasped, and pulled away.

I took Mike’s cock and hungrily licked off the taste of Anne’s sweet cunt. Mike whimpered and bucked but I carried on sucking until I felt him cum. The warm salty taste filled my mouth and I swallowed. I carried on sucking gently until Mike’s cock was clean.

Mike was satisfied but my cock felt like it would burst.

‘Fuck me now, you dirty bastard’ commanded Anne.

I didn’t need to be asked twice, and gratefully plunged my aching cock into her hot wet slit. I fucked her deep and hard and I became aware that Mike was fondling my balls. Soon, I could feel my orgasm coming.

‘Let me see you come’ she panted.

So I pulled out and as I did so, Mike grabbed my cock and I shot my load onto her belly. Mike squeezed out the last drops, and we all collapsed in a panting heap.

On Saturday morning, the doorbell rang early. I grabbed a towel (I always sleep naked) and answered it. Anne was there:

‘Did I wake you – sorry!’ she began, nodding at my towel.

‘That’s OK – want to come in?’

‘No – we want you to come out. It’s such a lovely day Mike and I though we’d go for a walk over the fields. I’ve made a picnic. We thought you might like to come?’

It did sound like a great idea. There wasn’t a cloud in the clear blue sky and it promised to be a scorcher. We lived right on the edge of miles of countryside.

‘Give me ten minutes.’

I dressed in shorts and a T shirt, and grabbed a carrier bag and filled it with cans of beer from my fridge.

‘My contribution to the picnic,’ I said.

We went back to Anne and Mike’s house, picked up two picnic boxes which Anne had prepared. Their mum was in the kitchen, and I was stunned to see a mature version of Anne who had clearly taken care of herself. She was wearing black leggings which showed of her still pert bum and a baggy T shirt. There was no bra and two nipples were clearly visible through the cotton. She cheerily told us to enjoy ourselves and we set off.

We walked through woods and across fields, chatting about this and that. Eventually, we settled on a grassy clearing and set down the picnic stuff.

‘We’d better eat and drink all of this,’ I said, ‘it weighs a ton.’

‘We’ll let’s hope your thirsty!’ Mike lifted the lid of his picnic box to reveal it was full of beer.

‘Don’t worry’ said Anne there’s plenty of food in the other one.

So we settled down on the grass, and began to eat the sandwiches and started on the beer. A couple of beers each loosened our tongues and we were chatting about our adventures together. Anne and Mike had discussed everything about sex for as long as either of them could remember. Every time something had happened with one of them, they had gone straight home and told the other one!

‘Come on,’ I said, handing out more beer ‘we don’t want to carry it all the way back, do we?’

‘I can’t’ protested Anne ‘beer goes straight through me – I’ll be pissing like a racehorse. It’s OK for you two. Men can piss anywhere.’

‘So can you’ I retorted ‘we’ve both seen your pussy before’

‘Yes, but you’re kinky – you got turned on watching Mike piss!’

‘Maybe I did, but nobody died’


‘And you’re not?’

‘Well anyway, I don’t think I can – not in front of you two.’

Nevertheless, she opened another beer. Mike also started another can.

‘Be careful Mike, when you’ve had to much you can’t open your own flies’ she said.

To Mike’s embarrassment, Anne told me that she had had to help him two or three times, just like I had.

‘I’m jealous’ I said.

‘I’d do the same for you’ she said.

‘OK, you’re on’, I replied, ‘we could make this into a game. If one of us needs to pee, he has to put his hands on his head and let the others help.’

So we agreed, Mike readily, Anne reluctantly. We would each have to drink the same amount. We had drunk three cans each already – and there were four each left. Can number four was opened and drained. Mike stood up, and put his hands on his head.

‘OK, I need a piss – who’s helping me’

Anne looked at me: ‘You want to do it or shall I?’

I wanted to. I knelt down and unbuttoned Mike’s shorts, letting them fall to his ankles. I pulled down his briefs past his balls and gently held his prick with my fingers. Almost immediately a stream of pale yellow pee started to flow and sprinkle on the grass in front of us. When the flow finished, I teased Mike but pulling his foreskin back and giving his balls a little rub.

‘All done’ I said.

My bladder was feeling very full now, but my dick had swollen and I wasn’t sure if it would make it hard for me to pee. I opened my next beer and waited for things to subside. By the end of it we had all drunk five beers and I was bursting. So I stood and assumed the position.

‘Which of us do you want to help you’ asked Anne.

I couldn’t make my mind up.

‘You decide.’

Anne came over and fumbled with my shorts. Then, she slid down my briefs and my half erect dick sprang out. She took it in one hand and I tried to pee. Mike stood next to us and announce he needed to pee again. Anne took his dick in her other hand. It was hard, but once the flow started it turned into a powerful stream. Anne played around wiggling the flow from side to side. Mike also peed some more and for a short time Anne had a pissing cock in each hand at the same time.

About halfway through beer number six I was beginning to think Anne must be a camel. Finally, she admitted she was bursting to pee. Uncertainly, she stood with her hands on her head.

‘I don’t want to wet my clothes’ she said ‘you’re going to have to take my knickers off and lift my skirt up.’

Mike lifted the hem of Anne’s knee length summer skirt revealing white panties. I pulled down the panties and Anne stepped out of them. I gazed at eye level at her gorgeous trimmed pussy.

‘You’re going to get wet there’ warned Anne ‘I can’t aim!’

I moved back a few inches and then with a loud hiss, a stream of piss shot from Anne’s pussy straight down onto the ground between her feet. Her stream hit the ground so hard it was bouncing up and splashed my legs. When the stream slowed and stopped, my mouth was as dry as sandpaper, and Anne just stood there in front of me with wet swollen labia.

‘I have to be cleaned up,’ said Anne, ‘get a tissue from my bag’

Instead, I grabbed her hips and pulled her pussy to my face, and licked greedily. She sank to her knees over my face and groaned as I sucked on her swollen lips and clit, tasting of woman, piss and fanny juice. As I revelled in this, I felt a warm wet sensation in my groin. Mike had taken my cock into his mouth and was sucking on the tip. As I continue licking and sucking at Anne’s slit, I could feel Mike taking more of my cock in his mouth. I needed to warn Mike I was close to cumming, but Anne was by now grinding her pussy into my face. I couldn’t hold back anymore and felt my cock erupt. Mike just carried on sucking and licking as I surely filled his mouth with my monster load. I pulled Anne’s hips into my face as my cock was erupting and Anne convulsed and screamed out in pleasure as her orgasm overtook her.

‘Fuck me’, Anne said to me, ‘I need to be fucked hard!’

But as she climbed off me she saw Mike look up from my now flaccid, satisfied cock smiling. Disappointed, her eyes moved to Mike’s cock, which was sticking up like an angry red poker.

‘You’ll have to do it then’, she commanded.

Mike didn’t need to be asked twice. He didn’t care – his cock was crying out for pussy.

‘How do you want it sis?’

‘Hard, from behind’

Anne turned away from Mike and towards me, and bent forward holding on to me for support. Mike took his cock and slid it easily into Anne’s sopping wet pussy. She looked up at me and moaned. Mike began slamming his cock into Anne, making her body jerk into me with every thrust. This was very uncomfortable, as my bladder was full again! Eventually, Mike cried out and slammed into Anne extra hard as his cream spurted into her. Anne grabbed me even more tightly and I felt I couldn’t hold on any longer. As Anne stood up, my piss exploded from my cock, splashing Anne’s feet. She grabbed my cock and pointed it to one side as I gratefully emptied my bladder.

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