Don squeezed by a big bear of a man to get into the men's room. He looked at the open urinal, then at the closed stall door. He burped, and walked toward the stall. The door was locked.
"Hold yer horses. Ooomph!" splash, "I'll be jes a minute."
Bryan had stopped moving. After all those beers, Don really had to piss. So he walked over to the urinal, undid his jeans, pulled out his dick, and let loose with blast of hot urine.
Just then the door swung open, Bill said, "See he's puking up the beer, he loses the bet. He was supposed to chug..." He stops when he and the others see Don is just pissing at the urinal.
"How about a little privacy, Pervs."
The stall door opens, and out comes the geezer who works at the mechanic shop next door. He's dressed in greasy overalls.
Bill and crew exit. The grease monkey washes up, and leaves. Don sticks his finger down his throat, and coughs up Bryan. A tiny naked white body in puddle of beer into the urinal. The door opens again, Don resumes pissing, and turns to look to see Bill standing behind him.
"You said you wanted to talk to me, Don."
"Yeah, but after I'm done pissing."
"Never thought you'd swallow your kid brother."
"What are you talking about?"
Shit, thought Bill, I was sure Don saw the kid. He hesitated. Surely he felt something. Of course if he didn't see, he might have thought I stuck a cockroach in the beer.
Hot stream of piss pummelled Bryan in the back, flipping him face up in piss filled urinal. He gasped breathing the rancid air, but breathing again. He began to tread water, he saw the high white porcelain wall, and looked up to see a huge dick dripping a trickle of urine in front of him. He could hear giant voices booming. It was Don and the bar man talking.