Pucks Will Drop
When Geno's gotta go, he's gotta go
"Uuugh. She's all yours, G."
First Sid, now GENO?!, Tristan thought. Please let his dump be better. Pleeease let it be better!
The Russian came into the stall as Crosby left, undoing his pants.
Oh no. Please don't let it be as bad!
Out whipped Geno's cock, about 10 inches, and 2 inches thick.
gulp!
Geno took in a short breath through his teeth, and his member did the rest.
"Ahhh. So good."
Geno's hot, acrid piss instantly turned Tristan's water from clear to a dull yellow. When Tristan couldn't take it anymore, Geno finally finished. For now.
Oh, please!
Geno turned around, ass facing Jarry,
No, no again!
...planted his rump firmly on Tristan's "lips",
At least let it be better than Crosby!
,and his hole began to expand, inch by inch.
"Ugggh. Mmmph! Hurts."
A long, hard *PHLARRRP!* shot out of his hole, only making Jarry hate his job more. Geno bent his head down, hands folded calmly. His stomach then gurgled, to which he replied:
"Nnngh! Hot, hottt!"
From Tristan's view, a ring of muscle went from nothing but darkness within it, to a textured, brown mass bulging through it.
*Creeak! Crinnkle!*
Eww. Well, here goes.
"Uhh." *plunk!* "Ahhh."
Oh noo, more disgusting shit! The worst part is, they have no idea it's me! They just think they're using a regular toilet!
Then G's hole gaped wide open, as its owner muttered something pained, as Tristan could watch a smaller-sized log creeped out, and only landed with a non-climatic thud, as it added to the brown pile already covering up Jarry's mouth.
Soo, much! Can't take it all! G-gonna, clog!
Geno growled, the hole now showing signs of its current wear, spattering out a final PHLARRRP! to top it off.When Tristan saw a hand reach for that glorious T.P. dispenser, he finally mentally sighed with relief. The neatly folded paper, now having G's remaining stuck-on waste on it, graced the Russian's pile, slowly seeping into the poo. As he got up, Tristan promptly swallowed whatever that Geno pushed out of him. That hideous dump, not to mention huge, was making Jarry regretful.
Could he at least get a break?!
Well, he did. As the silence of the room finally fell over him, Tristan just had enough time to gather all of his "thoughts", until his next client entered the bathroom. From the footsteps approaching him, it had to be someone young.
Now, let's see. Who's new to our team? Well, there's only one I've known that wears those same exact white sneakers. It's--
The stall door unlocked with a ka-click!. It was, just as he thought. The one and only, Jake Guentzel.