This next trip to pee was all about business… the business of looking at each other. I walked most of the way down the wall and took my position, unzipping and pulling it out. This time Melissa walked to the left side of me, and the Cindy (they wife of one of the tailgaters) was on my right. Cindy is a bit older than me, and was in her early 40s at the time I think). Her friend seemed to be there more because of Cindy, and I really didn’t know her well (showed up for games from time to time). Melissa and Cindy offered to stand look out for me, and basically stood on each side facing me. They made no attempt to do anything other than look at me holding my cock in my hand, and again it was a little hard to start peeing in dead silence with both of them staring. I had to strain to start, even though I really had to go. I eventually let loose, and Cindy laughed. I’m not talking about a little chuckle, but a laugh like I just told the funniest joke ever. I’m not a shy guy and I do not lack self-confidence, but this last hour or so was freaking me out a little.
All I could think of was how this could get turned into me being the one instigating it, and the fun tailgates being over. Luckily I didn’t have to say anything, Cindy’s friend basically looked over her should and asked what was so funny. I’m basically done at this point, and Cindy’s answer made me laugh too. She told her friend (wish I remembered he name) that my cock jerked when I really started peeing. I thought it was funny because she must have been locked in on it to notice that. So at this point I have 3 pretty attractive ladies starting at me holding my dick in my hand, and to be honest I didn’t want to put it away. I said out loud that I needed to “air dry it” and this is when Melissa chimed in. She said that she had me covered, and pulled out a napkin that she brought with her this time. So I’ve never wiped the tip of my penis after peeing in my life (maybe I’m a disgusting pig?), and was about to say that I thought I was good/start zipping up. Instead Melissa reaches in and daps my tip with the napkin a good 5-6 times, which starts me getting a little hard. Cindy laughed again, which I latter picked up on was what she did when surprised. This time I’m the one that said “what”, and her response was that Melissa was wiping its mouth. At this point it had felt like I had stood with my dick out for an hour, but probably was just a couple of minutes. Someone else had come to pee and left, and I have no idea what kind of looks we got.
It was the girls turn now, and Melissa and Cindy when right to it. This left guard duty to me and Cindy’s friend, and I could tell she wasn’t shy but still trying to process all of this. Melissa and Cindy wiggled their jeans down, however Cindy had no tight panties to worry about. I’m sort of a panty guy, so I was a tad disappointed but got over it fast. Before Melissa assumed the squatting position, she handed me a couple of napkins which actually disappointed me. No air drying this time. I have to admit that I was not very good on guard duty, and instead of blocking from the end I moved to right in front of them. Cindy put on a little show for me, and leaned back towards the wall a little bit. She fidgeted some, and also moved her feet out a lot wider than she started. This gave me an excellent view of her slightly hairy wide open pussy, but I wasn’t sure if the goal was to keep pee getting on her boots or to let me see everything. When she laughed, I knew it was to give me a view. Cindy got done first, and I handed her a napkin. She quickly wiped and up came the jeans. Melissa was just getting done, and I honestly hadn’t paid much attention to her this time. She was also leaning back with one hand on the wall, and the other reaching around pulling her jeans and panties up to be out of the way (and to give me an awesome view). When I went to hand her a napkin, she just sort of looked up at me with a “what are you going to do next” kind of look. Nothing was said so I bent down and proceeded to dab at her the same what she had taken care of me, and the bad part of this is I had no view of what I was doing. Cindy was watching at this point, while her friend was just starting to undo her belt. Melissa in a very direct voice said “you can’t just dap, you have to wipe”, and who am I to argue? I proceeded to take wipe from her clit down, pressing moderately with my finger between her slit as I went. I asked her if she was all good, and she responded that it was a little rough. I immediately think that I just fucked up, but the next thing she said was that we needed to bring toilet paper or tissues next time.
As Melissa is standing/pulling everything up, Cindy’s friend has assumed the position but is taking a more modest approach. She doesn’t look nervous, but certainly isn’t spreading wide for me. Nothing very exciting with her, so we are all sort of standing around blocking the view for anyone coming down the row. I’m probably about half hard still, and I reach down to adjust things a little. Nothing over the top, but I’m sure others reading this know the drill. Sometimes you have to just move things around. Cindy noticed, and asked if I had to pee again. When I answered “ummm no”, she just did that laugh again. If I thought I could have got away with it at this time, I would have pulled it out right there and asked for some help.
It was getting close to game time, so no more pee fun with the gals this game. The next home game was a few weeks away and a night game, which meant longer tailgating and reduced inhibitions. Things kicked up a notch or maybe 10 at that tailgate, and led to some other fun that lasted on and off for a couple of years with several different tailgate friends.
I have no idea if any of the other guys got in on this home game ritual, but I kept my mouth shut expect for telling my best friend who is pretty shy and would have no part of participating. I’m certain that if I told any of the others, we would have 20 guys with their dicks out for 1-2 ladies… and that probably wouldn’t have worked out very well. On the other hand, it seemed like every girl who went back to the wall told the others gals as soon as they got back. After the original nervousness of the first visit passed, I was perfectly fine with that!
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