A Piss Presentation

Frank spent an hour choosing which tie to wear to the company party. He is to give a speech in front of a new boss. Frank will be called up to present in a couple of minutes. He enters the restroom to take a quick piss. Little did Frank know that this piss would be the highlight of the evening.

There are three urinals, with the middle one occupied. Frank enters the stall because he is unable to relieve himself where people can see him. He unzips his pants. His balls look swollen and his penis reddened. The urine flows out like a garden hose whose knob is turned all the way left. Frank faces a problem: the pissing won’t stop.

The toilet is overflowing. Frank’s efforts to flush are in vain. He grabs some toilet paper and pushes it against his glans. His urine rips through the paper like semen exploding into a tissue after no-fap November. There is a puddle of urine forming outside the stall. The stranger at the occupied stall, an ex-cop named Steve Felodes, notices the puddle and opens the stall door. Frank turns around.

Frank develops an inexplicable hard-on. This lifts his penis at an adequate angle for the urine to strike Steve directly in the eyes. Steve falls off balance into the puddle. Frank’s boss enters the restroom.

Frank seizes Steve into the stall. The boss preoccupies himself with his iPhone. He is flustered. He quickly scans the room for people, not noticing the couple trapped in the stall. The boss whips out his penis and violently masturbates to pictures of his dead wife.

Steve, still getting peed upon, breaks free from Frank. The stall door opens. The boss turns around and releases his load directly into the Steve’s irritated eyes. Frank and his boss are spiders spinning a web over a defenseless grasshopper. They shuttlecock their grotesque man-fluids between each other. Steve writhes in the puddle of piss. He takes out his gun.

Steve is a lousy assistant secretary after being falsely accused for pepper-spraying protesters on Wall Street. He sees himself as the most generous and helpful of people, and yet he is stuck in garbage of scumbag colleagues without any significant other to seek comfort from. Steve will never recover from the embarrassment he has suffered today. He fires a bullet into his head. Frank stops peeing as the bullet penetrates Steve’s skull.

Frank looks at his boss fully aghast. They exit the restroom together, as new best friends who will never speak of the past.

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