Recent Events and Adventures

California’s newest piss party is called “Wet & Wild”.  It isn’t as big as “Wet and Hot” (the event that draws 600+ pigs to Palm Springs each summer), but it is just as fun and friendly.

It happens in the desert, out near Joshua Tree National Park, at a place called Starland Retreat, a venue best known for CMEN events and massage exchange weekends.

The space, and the people. are friendly and low-key.  Rules are few, clothing is tolerated when necessary, and wi-fi is neither provided nor needed; not when you can take a short naked hike out to the labyrinth, or a nighttime scorpion-viewing walk,  or simply sit and watch the moon rise as you take a shit.

The compound is well-equipped, and sleeping options range from bunkhouse camaraderie to neath-the-stars “glamping” tents.

The facilities may seem a bit basic, but it is constantly improving, and there is electricity throughout, plus two hot tubs, plenty of air conditioning, a modern and fully-stocked kitchen, and a homey, casual sunroom: 

You can enjoy Starland any time.  But for Wet & Wild Weekend a whole new dimension is added.  The patio is transformed into a piss-themed playland, with multiple pools, rim seats, a sling, and lounge chairs where you can lie back in the sun or shade and wait for somewhat to wander over and dangle his cock in your mouth.

The weekend began with a get-acquainted circle on Friday night, with folks sharing their fantasies, hopes and plans for the weekend, and occasional limits.

Play began in earnest on Saturday after breakfast, with only two rules: 100% consensuality, and no pissing indoors.  Various beverage options were always close at hand.

In the afternoon, I organized a game of Piss Poker, and plenty of great wagers were suggested and played.  Fun was had with a well-soaked jockstrap, serving both as a blindfold…

and as a gag:

[For some reason, play slowed down while I was gagged.  Cards needed to be counted twice, or were misdealt, or pondered over.  I’m not sure if it was because the guys wanted me to savor and appreciate the multiple piss flavors of the jockstrap they had stuffed in my mouth, or if they were simply tired of the sound of my voice.]

Anyway, after the game, casual play resumed.  Between us, the event organizer, Phil, and I probably serviced every pisser on the site, including the camp chefs.

Fun continued through Sunday.  The rim chairs on the patio got plenty of use, but butt-licking happened everywhere:

From the thirty+ guys who had attended, only a dozen were left by Sunday night, as many had to drive long distances to resume dry life.  But Monday arrived, and after a nice hot shower, we said our goodbyes, and looked forward to another Wet and Wild Weekend next April.  [Watch this website, or subscribe to my newsletter, for the date and details.]

Thanks must go to Phil, to Drew and Wayne and the rest of the Starland Community, and to everyone who attended.  I’m really glad I went!

Why not organize a piss event in YOUR favorite space?

So I recently drove down to Los Angeles for a very special event called Encuerado, the city’s first ever Latin Fetish Weekend, held over Labor Day, 2025.

The event included multiple gatherings at different locations, in which 9 contestants performed fantasy scenes and otherwise demonstrated their kinkiness at four play parties:  “#1: Bondage & Discipline”, “#2: Impact”, and “#4: Anything Goes”.  [There were also dance parties and art gallery shows, but I didn’t make it to any of them.]

But the party I want to tell you about here was party #3, “Aguas Frescas” — the Watersports round of the competition.

It was held in the private parking lot of Rough Trade Gear LA in Silverlake, and there were around 100 guys attending, all of them hyped and ready for a piss-focused event.  The parking lot was spacious, with room for a photo wall, a private space for the contestants, two porta-potties, three stages, and a curtained-off corner with four slings.

Clothes check, beer and soft drinks were included with the ticket price, and hydration was strongly encouraged. Most guys stripped down to the point that piss splashes would not be a problem.  A few guys just wore flip flops. This was not an event with a dress code.

As soon as it started, a couple of guys were in the inflatable kiddie pool. It took a while before anyone “broke the seal”, and action began.  I myself headed for piss pool #2, a little smaller, where I could lie on my back and look up at the gogo dancer as I waited for the yellow rain to begin.  And rain it did, from all directions.

After an hour or two of free play, and as a kind of “warm up”, guests were invited to compete in three categories of “Piss Olympics”. First came Height, and after the first contender reached over 7 feet, no one challenged him.  For the Distance competition there were two contestants, and the prize went to a SF guy.  In the Quantity division, the first competitor had a massive gut and had been tanking up for hours, and seemed a sure thing.  But a challenger bested him with 3 minutes of uninterrupted micturition.  Overall, the performances were very impressive, and more importantly, got everyone into the spirit of the event.

Then came the real contest. Of the 9 contestants, about half of them identified as yellow flagging, but the rest were certainly uninhibited about the fetish.

Each contestant was given a half gallon plastic jug, and went around the crowd collecting contributions.  When they filled their jug to the brim, they brought it to the stage, adding it to the big barrel with their name and contestant number.

This continued for about an hour, maybe longer.  Each contestant dumped at least two or three loads into their barrel, and the more aggressive or popular guys collected six or seven.

The rules were strict:  Only piss could go into the jugs.  (We were warned about that repeatedly; if anyone was caught adding beer or water, or even spit or cum, the entire jug would be discarded). Contestants could piss in their own jug.  Jugs had to be filled to the top before transfer to the barrel.

Of course, us guest pigs took a break, so as not to compete with the contestants.

As the MC counted down the remaining minutes, there was intense concentration, as fans of each favored contestant tried to squeeze out a few more ounces.

Time was called, and a team of judges performed complicated measurements and calculations to assign points to each contestant.  It was clear to anyone who looked which barrels were fullest, but the results would not be revealed until Sunday night.

But now..  what to do with the nine barrels of piss, some containing several gallons?

Well, each contestant had recruited a volunteer to stand or kneel in the kiddy pool as the contestant emptied their barrel over them.  In some cases multiple volunteers embraced and kissed under the cascade.

[I didn’t know about the plan; I had actually expected the contestants themselves to be the targets.  Otherwise I would have volunteered as tribute.  But I definitely got close enough to get splashed!]

The competition concluded, regular play resumed for an hour, much of which I spent wallowing in the collection pool with three other guys, accepting late contributions from donors who missed the deadline.

Fortunately it was sunny and warm, so I managed to be reasonably dry when the time came to retrieve my clothes and depart.

I won’t try to describe all aspects of the competition, but I did sneak a photo of the “anything goes” fantasy of Contestant #1, Mr. Rough Trade Gear, Alberto Alfredo Rodriguez:

He was also the winner of the overall competition, and is now Mr. Cuero 2025.  But kudos to all the brave and sexy contestants:

A really fine kink event.  I am proud that the Yellow and Black Group was able to be one of the sponsors, and I look forward many more of these imaginative and uninhibited fetish contests.  Congratulations and deepest thanks to event creator Leo Iriarte, to Rough Trade Gear LA, to the event hosts Rene Hebert (IML 2025) and Jamal Herrera-O’Malley (IML 2024), and to Payasos LA and the other organizing groups and individuals.

Welcome to the newest feature of the Yellow and Black Group website:  my blog of recent wet events and adventures!

Enjoy!