A Fort-nite

As the youngest lead council for a major corporation (no names) in Atlanta, my corner office has a stunning view of Downtown. But even the view couldn't distract me from how fucking horny I am right now. It doesn't help that I put my fat stemmed, ass locking cock ring on before I came to work today, knowing what was in store for tonight. My ass had a ball the size of a large fist lodged deep inside, burning my fuck hole with desire, each time I moved. But I am getting a head of my self.

First, my name is Michael, I am 36 years old and moved to Atlanta right after graduating from Harvard Law School. I'm 6'1" and weigh 175 pounds. I work out religiously, and keep my 6 six-pack on my muscles not in my stomach.

My cock, or as I have named it my best friend is cut, and 7 inches.

My balls are normal sized but I have been training them to hang, which I can feel on my inner thighs right now hanging down the left side of my boxers.

Again, I grind my ass into the leather chair, causing the ball in my ass to stimulate my prostate, which has been leaking cum all day long.

I can feel the hot stream once again run down my balls and onto my thigh as they receive the recent drops, as droplets of sperm drain from my cock's piss slit. It's not until my phone rings, that I snap out of my recent fantasy.

"Michael, Dale is on line two." My assistant says. More about him later......

"Hey stud, are you hanging?" I ask as soon as I answer the phone.

Dale was the first guy I met after moving to Atlanta, and what we've done since then could fill volumes and I don't know if I have enough cum to explain it all. He's not much shorter than me, but leaner, if possible. And the cutest ass you ever wanted to fuck. His cock is beautiful, all 8.5 inches, and his balls are the perfect complement to his whole package and are smooth as silk, and move around in your mouth like candy He keeps a small amount of pubic hair right above his cock, unlike me, cleaned shaved since I was 16.

"I am so fucking horny, I have shot three heavy loads already in the exec wash room. I can't wait for tonight." I said, as my cock started to respond, just talking about it.

"Fuck! You too? I can't even put cloths on. I've been walking around the house, and yard naked all day. Blowing loads everywhere, I think I've cum 5 times since I woke up around 9."

Oh.... the fucking life of a pilot! Yes, Dale is pilot for a airline based out of Atlanta ( no names) and never seems to work, and gets paid for it. Jealous? You bet I am fucking jealous.

"You slut! But I did come to work with my ass lock in." I said felling the metal ring tighten around my cock, and the medium sized metal ball that is implanted in my ass.

"Yea, and I'm the slut.... I don't think so. But I have my trailer hitch ass lock in me too, .... maybe that's why I have cum so much today."

He said, causing my mind to remember when we sat in front of the computer and ordered our ass locking balls together for the Forts web site. Dale loves ass play, and can take much more than I. So he went right for the largest ass ball they had, a trailer hitch.

"I will pick you up at 9, did you get the location for the fort tonight? I asked.

The Fort is a private men's club in Atlanta. It used to be in a warehouse downtown for years, but something happened, and they had to vacate. Now they are on the move, but seem to find a great location for a month or two, but then move again. Members only, and believe me, the application interview was almost as fun as a Friday night. Don't want to think about that right now as my leg is wet enough.

It's almost 4:30, and I had one more meeting before I could get the hell out of there. I grab another bottle of water, my 6th without relief.

It's going to be a fucking hot Fort-nite.

The MARTA isn't too packed, I find a seat as soon as I step on the train. It is 6:30, so the rush hour has past, which is just fine with me.

Not that I mind being crammed into a small car with hot men in suits crushed up against my crotch. But it's also nice to get a seat and just relax for the ride home. Which is what I am doing as I cruise the car for potentially hot horny men. But as I start to scan the car, my eyes immediately lock on the guy sitting directly across from me.

His eyes are an intense shade of blue, and they aren't looking away. I, on the other hand, give his body a once over before returning to his gaze. 28 ish, very slight goatee, shoulder length brown hair, wearing blue jeans, construction boots, and a well worn flannel shirt. He has a very hard look about him, like he had just done 9 hours of hard labor. Oh my fucking god! My ass muscles tighten around my ass lock, and my cock jerks as my mind goes through a complete scenario of wild fucking sex right here on the train.

I look down at his crotch ....oh yea, all fucking man. The bulge in his jeans is quite evident of a large cock supported by two fucking huge cum making balls. I just want to get on my knees in front of him right now and drain his cock of any liquid that he could spew into my mouth.

I am mesmerized until he lifted his arms up over his head, pretending to stretch. Done it many times, he was just showing off. Two things hit me right away. One, his shirt rose up showing me his tight abs, and a great treasure trial leading into jeans. And two, as his arms went up, his sleeves pull away from his wrist, exposing his black leather wrist band. But it wasn't the arm band that got me going, it was the yellow stripe running through the center.

Fuck, he's into piss, oh fuck, I'm in love. I thought as he looked right at my eyes, and then right down at my swelling crotch. And then he licked his lips.

I looked around the train, it was only half full, and most everyone had their heads buried in a news paper, or a report of some kind. The only one blatantly watching us was a very cute teenage boy, with his i-pod wires hanging from his ears. He had a knapsack on his lap, but I noticed that his hands were beneath it resting, or maybe not, on his lap.

My cock was hard, my ass was tingling as the metal ball pressed against my prostate, my bladder was full, with the 9 or more bottles of water, without a piss. And this guy was driving me fucking crazy. Well if he wanted a show, or to get off; he found the right guy.

I sat back in the train seat, spread my legs, and just started to piss. Slowly at first, letting the warm yellow stream stain my blue suite paints. I could feel the heat from my piss soak through my boxers, as it began to really spew out of the slit in my hard cock. The guy began to rub his crotch as we watched the wet stain in my pants darken down my leg.

I was so into what was happening between the two of us, that I didn't notice the train was coming to a stop, until the guy got up off his seat. He came right towards me, and as he got closer, he dropped something. And when he bent down to pick it up, his face went right into my crotch, and his lips bit my pants grabbing my hard cock in his mouth.

He gently sucked for a second of two, drinking from my piss soaked pants.

Then as he was getting up, he handed me the object he had dropped, and immediately walked out the train door.

My cock and groin were jumping and I almost dropped a real heavy load of cum right there on the MARTA seat. But as the train began to jerk forward my pending orgasm stopped, thank god. I looked around, but again, no one was paying any attention to me or what had just happened. I was relieved, until I looked at my pants. I had piss quite a bit, and a small puddle of light yellow liquid was puddled at my feet. But my fucking cock was still hard as a rock, as I looked at the piece of paper the guy handed me. 404-555-2066 ....was all it said.

He came over and sat right next to me. I could see his substantial swelling member in his pants when he lowered his knapsack as he sat down.

He didn't say a word, as he ran his hand over my wet crotch, apply slight pressure when he came to my hard prick. That's when it started again, but this time I couldn't stop it.

I started breathing heavy, and thrusting my groin into the palm of his hand, as I threw my head back against the hard seat, and window. And as quietly as I could, I shot my load of hot cum into my boxers as the teenage boy rubbed my wet piss, and now cum soaked crotch.

"Ohhhhhhh fuck" I whispered as my orgasm subsided and I could breath again.

"Yeaaaa" Was all he said

But when I looked down at his jeans, he lifted his knapsack a bit, and I could see that I was not the only one that just busted a nut on the train. He came so much that his jizz was stringing from the bottom of his knapsack as he pulled it up.

As I approached my truck in the parking lot, I removed my jacket and shirt, and as I drove the 7 miles home, which with Atlanta traffic took me a good 20 minutes, I continue to remove my piss soaked cloths. So by the time I pulled into the garage of my townhouse, I was completely naked.

Which is how I spend all my time at home, whether I am alone or with company, except my parents.

The message light was blinking steadily on my home phone when I walked into the kitchen. I pushed the play button as I grabbed myself a cold beer.

"Hey pig boy," It was Dale "Get your ass ready fast, this Trailer bitch is tired of her trailer hitch and wants more.....Call me...."

I laughed as I opened the refrigerator looking for something to eat. The chicken parmesan from last night would do. So as it spun in the microwave, I worked my cock into a raging hard-on and continued to pump my 7 inches of meat until the chicken was ready. And within 15 seconds my orgasm exploded and my swelling cock began spewing cum all over the top of my chicken parmesan, which I ate hungrily.

"Oh yea, this pig boy was ready for tonight!"

"Oh yea, this pig boy was ready for tonight!"

The chicken was great, a splashes of sperm just made it better.

Michael thought as he put the licked clean plate in the kitchen sink and walked to the bathroom go get ready for tonight.

The Ass Lock he had shoved up his ass before he went to work was still deep inside him. Michael loved to work with the metal ball wedged inside his ass, resting in his prostate. And when he didn't get a chance to beat off at work, his boxers were always soaked with pre-cum when he got home.

But it was time to come out, as douching and cleaning out his play hole would be quite necessary for tonight's fun. And soon he could hear as well as feel the void in his ass as he pushed the ball from his ass hole and it popped from his tight ass lips and then hung from the base of his cock. He pulled the cock ring off his balls and set the who apparatus on the counter, making a mental note to order a bigger ball, as his ass was getting well used, and he could definitely handle more.

Michael had set up a permanent douching devise in his bathroom, so with the water filled up, he inserted the hose deep inside his ass and let it flow. It was warm , and as the water began to flow inside Michael's ass, he quivered feeling the heat throughout his bowels, actually causing his hanging cock to jerk and leak a large droplet of pre-cum. After several good clear water douches, Michael felt confident that whatever might happen tonight, he would be clean.

Standing naked his bedroom, Michael stood looking at his draw that was full of jocks. Some leather, rubber, cloth, mesh, some with strips, some solid. It was always the biggest dilemma about going to the Fort. What would he be into tonight?

But after what happened today on the train, Michael reach for a black rubber jock with a wide yellow strip down the center. He wanted to get soaked; awash with hot piss from cocks of all sizes. Drink the cocks ale, and let it fill him up. And when he could drink no more, he would lay in a sling and have them fill his ass so full of piss, that is stomach would bulge.

Before Michael put his jock on, he grabbed a 2 inch metal ball stretcher out of his draw, and pulled his large low hanging balls though it, forcing them to hang down between his thighs. However this made it quite difficult to stuff his now metal glad low hangers, and his now hard cock into his jock. It didn't help that his bladder was so full it almost hurt, the only release he had allowed himself tonight was on the train. But still, he downed two more bottles of water with his chicken.

Dale greeted Michael in the usual way as he closed the door to the truck. His hand grabbed Michael's crotch and with a hand full of cock and balls, feeling the metal ring keeping his balls tight and hung, Dale squeezed hard, making Michael winch with painful pleasure.

"You ready for tonight pig boy"? Dale said noticing Michael's leather dog collar tight around his neck. Owners lock obvious missing.

"Fuck, I have been ready since I woke up this morning. My cock was so hard and wet it woke me up way too early." Michael answered as he drove away from Dales house.

"Oh that can always be interesting, what did you do?" Dale said knowing how horny Michael was when he first woke. "Cum cocktail?"

Dale knew Michael quite well, and he had guest it right. Day, night, morning or if he just woke up horny in the middle of the night, Michael loved his cum cocktails. And this morning was no different.

When Michael woke up, with his cock hard and his balls tight, he laid in bed letting his hand lightly stroking his hard cock, slick with pre-cum that had oozed during the night. He made sure his bladder was always full when he woke by drinking 2 or 3 bottles of water right before bed.

Leisurely he released his piss, letting it slowly flow out of his hard cock up his naked torso forming puddles on his stomach and chest. He stopped the stream while he rubbed the hot liquid into his skin, licking his fingers of his pungent yellow nectar, giving him a taste of something he knew he wanted much more of.

So he sat up on the side of the bed, and quickly grabbed the tall glass he kept on his bedside table and held his hard cock down so the head was pressing against the inside of the glass. Again, he let his piss flow, this time with more power, and in no time the glass was filled with his dark yellow morning piss.

His cock hardened as he pulled it from the glass, with piss dripping from the large slit atop his cocks mushroom head. That's when he began to beat his hard hot cock with his tight fist. It didn't take long for his balls to react, and soon he could feel cum rising up out of his balls, that were still tight against the base of his cock, working hard to manufacture a load of sperm his fist was so eagerly trying to produce Finally, shot after shot of his white stringy cum jettisoned into the base of the glass, as Michael continued to stroke his hard cock, getting as much cum out of his balls as possible. His cum began to flow into the glass and soon you could see stings of spunk floating down like white streamers throughout the yellow liquid filled glass.

Finally when his orgasm had spewed it last squirt of his cum, he squeezed his cock from the base up, draining every last drop of his creamy, salty jizz and scraped it off on the edge of the glass, letting it fall into the liquid.

Michael watched as the streams of his hot cum floated in his glass of piss. He licked the rim of the glass where his cum spurted and missed the target, and oozed down the outside. His tongue was soon filled with his hot thick morning cum, and as always he eat it hungrily.

The piss was warm as the cum filled liquid slid down Michael's throat. He never drank it quickly, he would savor the special taste as piss and spunk filled his mouth and stomach.

"Yea! You fucker, you were the one who turned me onto those, now I can't get enough." Michael said, which was true, Dale gave Michael his fist cum cocktail. Now he was hooked, on his, Dales, and especially the guys at the Fort.

Dale was wearing jeans, which bulged from his large cod piece jock underneath. A leather harness crossed his naked chest, and his black boots were strung with red laces, letting Michael know immediately what Dale was horny for tonight. His large erect nipples were adorned with the black savage tit clamps that Dale had recently ordered from the web site, with a black metal chain that hung down between them,

The parking lot was full as Michael and Dale searched for a parking space. Both knowing that with a full lot, that meant lots of cocks, piss, fists, and what ever else they might want to get into tonight.

After showing there membership cards and paying the nights fees, Michael and Dale headed for the changing room to discard their cloths.

The locker room was typical of any men's locker room. Dark gray lockers with worn out wooden benches running along the floor. The lights were dim, but bright enough to see that there were about 4 guys all in the midst of nakedness.

Michael & Dale moved towards their regular lockers cruising the men as they undressed. Two of the guys were completely naked, and were in the process of apply cock rings, ball stretcher, and other sexual stimulating devises to add to their pleasure. The other guy was mostly naked, wearing a pair of rubber chap shorts, that were quite transparent with a black jock which had a white stripe down the center. The last guy looked to be change back into his street cloths.

Dale sat down on the wooden bench, and began to remove his boots, as Michael pulled his shirt over his head. His chest was smooth, except the silver nipple ring hanging from his left nipple. Dale looked up at him and licked his lips, knowing how much Michael loved oral nipple play. Dale on the other hand, had the large nipple clamps already attached to his well pronounce nipples. He was into hard and heavy nipple torture.

But there would be plenty of time to play later, they were both on a mission tonight, so they both got down to serious undressing. Dale pulled his jeans from his legs, and stood to hang them in his locker. He was wearing a black leather Jock with a deep red stripe down the center.

And when he leaned over, you could see the base of a large butt plug around the rim of his ass hole. He moaned loudly as he pushed it from his warm tight ass hole, and placed inside his locker before closing the door.

"God dam I am so fucking horny tonight" Dale said as his ass closed from the emptiness of his butt plug. "I am not leaving here until cum is dripping out of my ass; no, make that pouring out of my ass."

Although they were both ready at the same time, they would be going in separate directions. Michael, in his yellow striped jock and black leather slave collar around his neck, headed for the wet and wild room, and Dale with his Red striped jock was heading to the sling and fist room.

However, before they departed the locker room, Dale had a surprise for Michael.

He grabbed him by the collar and without saying a work, lead him into the toilets, and directed him to the troth type urinal. As Dale pushed Michael down into a squatting, with his back against the cold porcelain Dale lowered the front of his jock and exposed his beautiful cock. His pubic hair was trimmed short and glistening as Dales grabbed his cock and pointed it towards Michael's mouth.

Michael leans forward, his mouth open, wanting to suck the hefty cock in front of his face.

"Back off pig boy.... don't fucking touch my cock!" He says as he forcefully pushed Michael back up against the urinal.

But before Michael could protest or say a word his mouth was filled by the hot rush of piss streaming out of Dales cock. He drank hungrily as the flow of yellow urine pounded against the back of Michael's Throat.

Dale then shoved his hardening cock deep into Michael's open mouth, as his bladder continued to drain.

Piss was not only flowing down Michael's throat, it was now cascading over his chin, onto his naked chest and running down his body.

He continued to swallowed what he could of Dale's heavy flow of hot piss until he pulled it from Michael's mouth, and began to drench his naked body with his hot liquid.

Soon Michael was soaked in Dale's hot yellow piss from head to toe.

His hair was dripping, and his jock and boots were drenched as well. But Michael still had his mouth open wide with his tongue out wanting as much of Dale's cock juice as he could.

And when the stream of Dales piss subsided, Michael wrapped his lips around the head of Dales cock and sucked out the last remaining drops of piss until Dale pushed his head away from his cock.

"Enough you piss whore, I am drained." Dale said as he pulled his cock away and placed it back into his jock.

"Fuck, that was great. You saved that up for a while." Michael said still a little breathless from the sexual excitement of drinking a gallon of Dale's piss.

"Only for you" He said as he bent down and kissed Michael, letting his tongue dart deep into Michael's mouth.

They kissed hard, with the tongues fighting and exploring each other. The taste of hot piss still strong was now on both their breaths.

Their kiss lasted for over a minute, until Dale pushed Michael away again, "Fuck! Now I am completely hard and my cock is aching inside this fucking jock." He said and it was plain to see that his cock was bending and bulging awkwardly inside his red striped jock.

"Let's get out of here, and go have some sex!" Dale said as he extended a hand to Michael and pulled him up out of the troth urinal. And they both went in separate directions down very dim lite hallways. Michael watched as Dales jock clad ass walked away. He had such a fuckable ass, it made Michael's cock stir inside his jock.

Note to self.... fuck Dale later! He thought as he made his way to get drenched in piss.

The room was large, and the sweet aroma was unmistakable as Michael stood at the doorway. One lone naked light bulb clung to the ceiling illuminating the area slightly. There were cages scattered through out the room, a old claw foot tub, and a stairway against the side wall the lead to platform above the shower cage. And along the back wall was another troth type urinal, but this one had a wooden bench inside that ran the length of the urinal. The sound of pissing was evident even before you entered the room, along with the pleasurable sounds of guys drinking and sucking the piss out of heavy cocks.

Michael's body shivered with excitement as he took in the room.

There was a really hot guy in the tub, with 2 guys pissing all over him, and two of the cages were occupied with naked men who had their collars attached by chains to one of the rungs. Most likely left there by their masters until they were ready for them.

The tower shower stall was empty, as was the wet sling, so Michael walked over to the cages to check out the boys. His need to piss was really kicking his bladder and he knew he was going to have to release some soon.

As Michael approached the cage on the left side of the room, the slave boy became very excited. The occupant was a thin young boy with a blond buzz cut, completely naked except for his black leather dog collar around his neck. Michael knew that he had to be at least 18 as the Fort was very strict on age, but it very well could have been his 18th birthday.

The boy whimpered as he looked up at Michael with wanting eyes, that were a deep shade of blue. Immediately Michael knew the boys roll, as he had been played this himself many times in the past. So he put his hand in front of the cage, the boy sniffed Michael's out stretched hand, and then began to lick the back side.

"Good dog, yea, you're a good horny boy aren't you" Michael said as the boy's began to wag his naked ass, as if it were a tail.

"What's your name, boy?" Michael asked, sticking his hand inside the cage and patting the boy on the head.

He licked Michael's hand all over, and then began to suck on his fingers making Michael's cock grow hard inside his jock. And just as his bladder screamed at him again for some release, the boy sat back in his cage and opened his mouth wide, his tongue hanging out in hunger.

Michael knew he was playing with fire. If the boy's master came back into the room, and saw him playing with his boy, no less watering him down, there could be hell to pay for both. Especially since Michael's own slave collar didn't have a lock on it, making him free. But the boy was so cute, and Michael had to piss so bad.

"You want some piss boy, yea ....you're a good slave dog boy. I'll piss on you boy." Michael said as he pull the zipper down on his yellow striped jock and pull out his semi hard cock.

The boy was so excited, he was jumping around in his cage waiting and wanting the warm liquid that was about to stream out of Michael's exposed cock. And as soon as Michael's cock began to spew its hot piss, the boy stopped and moved right up to the head of Michael's dick. And with his mouth open wide, he drank heartily until Michael moved his cock away and began to spray the boy down. First soaking his head and hair, then working down his back, until the boy turned over, laying on his back with his legs open wide, exposing himself allowing Michael to piss all over his balls, cock, and chest.

The boy was completely hairless, even the hair under his arms had been shaved. But when Michael took closer noticed that the boys dick was encumbered by a cock lock he stopped his stream of piss immediately. The boys master had put a chastity ring around the boys cock, bending it in half with two rings, making it very painful for him to get hard.

Indicating to Michael that his master was serious, and someone you didn't want to fuck with. So Michael pulled back away from the cage.

The boy got up and crawled to the front of the cage, whimpering and panting like the dog his was trying to be. Michael looked over, he was so cute, and puppy like, especially with his sad eyes. Michael went back over and patted the boys head.

"Sorry boy, your master is near by, we don't want to upset him"

Michael said as the boy reached out with his tongue and got it under the head of Michael's cock that was still hanging out of his jock and lifted it up to his mouth.

And with his cock just resting on the boys tongue, Michael gave him a little more of what the boy wanted. And once again Michael's cock was pissing hot yellow liquid directly into the boys mouth as he swallowed thirstily.

As Michael continued to drain his cock, two men walked into the room. Both were just over 6 feet tall, and built like they lived at a gym.

The cuts in there abs that protruded from their matching red stripped jocks were deep and long. Each of their nipples were pierced with sliver rings, and just above both their right breast they had a monogram tattoo, JMD, & JND. And when Michael look closer, he realized that they were twins.

They both surveyed the room slowly, and when the brothers headed up the stair to the shower platform, Michael's cock began to grow extremely hard.

Dale didn't look back as he and Michael left in separate directions, his ass had been twitching all day, and he wanted, no he needed a hard fucking, bad! He walked down the dinging dark hall, clad only in his black jock with the deep red strip, black boots, and his thick leather harness with a wide metal cock ring that was wrapped tightly around his ballooning cock, and smooth hairless balls.

His cock grew quickly as he began to hear the various familiar sounds of a fisting room. And when he stood at the door looking in, his cock jerked several times uncontrollably; causing his jock to fill with cum. He didn't actually have an orgasm, just a slight stimulation emission.

The Fisting and fucking room was set up like a military barracks.

It was a long and narrow room with slings and fisting benches set up along each side. The lighting was definitely minimal, but adequate enough to see. Each station was set up with all the supplies you would need to get your ass manipulated in anyway you could handle.

Dale stood there taking in the action. Several of the benches were occupied by couples in various stages of fist penetration, as were the slings. There were sounds of loud deep, throated male grunts, moans, and cries of pain, as their ass's got plowed and punched by their fisting and fucking partners, making Dale exhale deeply with great hunger and.....

The bulky arm came across his neck as a blur, and grabbed the base of Dale's harness before his mind could register what was happening. His reaction was out of his control, as someone wrenched him up by the ring attached to his cock. He was powerless as his body lifted slightly and fell back against the man behind him.

His back hit the tight, hard, smooth chest with a prominent thud.

The guys pronounced pecks crushed into Dales back. He could feel the man's nipples and the attached rings as they pressed hard into him. And when he jerked Dale up again, he could feel a massive rod of flesh against his exposed ass as the man's hard cock pressed deeply inside the crack of Dale's hot ass checks.

Without a thought Dale pushed his ass against the mans rugged cock as he ran his hand up the mans arm. His skin was smooth but taught, the muscles were more pronounced as he slid further up the mans forearm. And when he reached his biceps, Dale actually cooed slightly as the massive muscle was bigger than Dales hand.

Again, without warning, the man swung Dale around; now they were face to face. Dale looked up at the man who was in complete control. His face was dark, maybe Italian; hard, with a slight shadow of bearded stubble, and firm. His eyes, though the light was dim, were a stunning pale blue; but it was his distinctive roman nose that made the mans face.

His hands pulled Dale's head to his face, and they kissed hard; tongues and spit were exchanged as they both let their deep, uncontrollable lust take hold of them. Dale's cock was hard, and getting cramped inside his jock. All the while, his junk was still being hoisted up by the man's grip on his harness and cock ring.

Instantly, the man's hand cupped the back of Dale's head, and he found his face deep in the slightly hairy armpit of his sexual controller.

The musk, rank smell of his pit sunk into Dale's nose immediately causing his desire to hasten. Dale hungrily licked the man's pit, sucking in the manly aroma that was driving him crazy. He worked his tongue around, licking every crevice of the manly pit his mouth could reach, savoring every ounce of the guy's sweat.

What Dale hadn't realized was that while he was devouring the hunk's armpit, they had moved over to a leather weave sling. Soon, his back felt the leather as the man pushed him up against the strap; but Dale was still nose deep, licking the reek out of his armpit.

Without effort, the man picked Dale up with one jerk, and he fell back into the sling, as it swung to meet his body's weight. Dale, being the slut pig he was, had his feet high in the air, with his legs open wide, before the man could even think of grabbing his ankles.

First, his left, and then his right ankle were strapped into the stirrups, and Dale's ass was open and ready. Thank god, because he had a fucking hard dick deep in his ass within seconds.

"Oh, fuck yea! ....Fuck my ass hard," Dale pleaded, as the man pushed with all he had, shoving his cock deeper and deeper up Dale's dark chut. He grabbed onto Dale's nipple clamps and pulled him back to him, driving his cock deeper inside Dale's ass.

"UUUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHH! YEAAAA! FUUUCCCCKKKK!" Dale screamed as his fucker pushed hard with his hips, making the sling swing away, and then, with a quick tug on the chain attached to his nipple clamps, Dale came swinging back, impaling him deeper onto the large fat cock fucking his ass.

Dale held on tight to the support chains that hung from the ceiling, as his ass got punch-fucked hard. Soon, their rhythm was effortless, as the sling and the man's hips fucked Dale in unison as he begged for it. Dale watched the guy, and his complete concentration on fucking Dale. It was actually the first time Dale fully realized how fucking hot this guy was, who had his cock deep inside his ass. His chest was smooth, and tight, with pec's that were well defined. His nipples were perfect, substantial, and very pronounced, especially with the large silver rings that hung from each. But Dale loved his arms- strong, hairless, like the rest of his body, save his pubic area, and atoned with bulging muscles that flexed each time he would pull Dale back by his tits onto his hard cock.

Dale's cock was also hard and tight inside his red striped jock, oozing large amounts of cum with each thrust. He could feel his warm and slick cum-coated balls being bounced around inside their protective case, as they were getting pounded hard with each stroke of this hunk's hard cock.

He worked Dale's ass over good as his fat cock sank deeper and deeper inside Dale's wet and loose anal cavity, getting it ready for the real workout that was due him. He could feel his balls begin to boil as his cum built up inside. He didn't want to blow his load so soon, but he couldn't wait to plow his fists deeper inside this hot stud who was strapped into the sling and attached to his massive cock.

Dale could feel the cock begin to swell inside his ass, and knew that shortly, his ass would be once again filled with hot cum. He loved his ass to be full of man jizz, and hoped that, before the night was over, he would have the opportunity for a gangbang in his ass. Then he would insert his butt plug, keeping all the stud juice inside him for the ride home. Just the thought made Dale's cock jump and, again, spill cum out the piss slit inside his jock.

"Oh fuck!" The guy cried out, as he plowed hard into Dale, slapping his balls against Dales bare ass.

"FUCK, FUCK, FUCKKKKKK....." And Dale could feel the warmth of the guy's sperm coat his ass as his cum spewed from his cock, filling his empty ass with his hot male seed.

Dale bucked hard against the cock that was deep inside his ass, begging for all the jizz this guy's balls could produce, wanting everything, and more, as his ass wrapped around the man's cock milking every drop of hot white cum from his low hanging junk.

Exhausted, and fucked out, the guy fell onto Dale, his cock still wrapped deep in his ass, dripping the last of his jizz. He kissed Dale again, hard and forceful, shoving his tongue so deep into Dale's throat that he almost gagged. His cock was slowly draining blood, and both could feel the once powerful tool retreating back into itself, until he pulled it out of Dale completely.

Dale's ass was definitely looser after that fucking, but still puckered nicely, once it released the cum-coated cock from its lips. The guy looked at the cute, red wrinkled ass as it spasmed a couple of times, showing its pushed-out lips with the white remnant of his orgasm that still coated everything. He could see a small amount of cum beginning to drool from Dale's now relaxed ass hole.

He couldn't resist - his tongue darted out into the soft lips of Dale's ass, licking the leaking cum that he had just shot inside him. Dale loved the feeling of a good ass eating, and pushed lightly against the protruding tongue that was flaring his rosebud and draining the warm spunk from his ass cavity.

The man licked and sucked the emitting juice from the ass hole in front of him, drinking his jizz hungrily until the flow stopped. And with a mouth full of his own cum, he stood up over Dale and drained his jizz in a long stream directly into Dale's open mouth. And when he had shared his cum, he kissed Dale, their tongues covered in his spunk, as they devoured each other through their mouths.

While their deep hard kiss continued, the man's right hand began to play with Dale's relaxed loose ass. Four fingers were now probing inside the warm crevice of Dale's ass, as he moaned heavily, wanting much, much more.

They both surveyed the room slowly, and when the brothers headed up the stair to the shower platform, Michael's cock began to grow extremely hard.

The platform was not that high, just enough for a guy to stand under and get soaked with piss. And as Michael stepped into the cage, he could see the bottoms of 4 feet that were standing around the funnel that led to the shower head above Michael.

Michael could hear it first - the sound of piss hitting metal, before his body got drenched with a shower of warm light yellow piss from the cocks above him. He kept his head down, and mouth closed, as this was a shower, and he would use it as such. He began washing himself with the stream of piss showering his body. His hair was soaked, as he rubbed the warm salty liquid all over his mostly naked body. Soft and smooth was how his skin felt to the touch as he relished in the offering of the twins above.

But all to soon the shower ended, and the guys walked down the stairs and left the room. However, Michael was happy: he was covered in their piss, and there were plenty of guys around that needed there cocks drained, and Michael saw one as he was leaving the shower.

He was naked, except for his black boots, his cock lofted over his low hanging balls, that were wrapped in a large silver stretching weight.

His hair was black, and his skin a dark olive, and he was built like a 6'5"

swimmer. His body had a light dusting of hair all over his check and a long dark treasure trail leading to a large mound of dark unruly pubic hair.

He looked over at Michael; their eyes met, and Michael's mouth opened wantonly. His head gestured toward the troth urinal against the wall. Michael walked over and sat on the bench. The guy lifted his cock and placed the head just inside Michael's mouth. Michael grabbed onto the massive metal -clad balls hanging below his cock and, like magic, he started to produce. Michael's mouth slowly closed around the mushroom shaped head of his cock, drinking in all the lightly flavored piss flowing out of this guy's dick.

His flow continued as Michael mouth moved up his cock, until his nose was deep inside the dark unruly hairs above his pissing member, and his cock was pissing directly into Michael's throat. And as Michael felt the draining of his cock let up, he began to move his mouth up and down the flaccid shaft, causing the cock inside his mouth to grow rapidly. And by the time his bladder was completely empty, and Michael's stomach was full of his piss, the guy's cock was rock hard.

Michael worked the hard cock in his mouth, like the expert he was, and had the guy moaning with pleasure almost immediately. When hard, his cock was 7 or so inches, and Michael sucked it deep into his throat, until his chin was hitting the fat metal ring around the guy's balls.

Choking on cock wasn't something Michael ever did; no matter how far down his throat a cock hung, he could take it, and did effortlessly.

The only cocks that Michael had trouble swallowing were extremely fat cocks. Those went right up his ass, without a thought.

But the cock currently in his mouth was of normal girth, and Michael sucked on the shaft until he felt the base of the fleshy rod swell against his tongue.

"Ah ...ah ah......fuck!!!!" the guy breathlessly exclaimed.

Michael's sucked harder, until his mouth was once again filled with liquid gushing from this guy's cock. Load after load of thick creamy warm cum spewed into Michael, filling his mouth instantly, until he swallowed all the guy's massive discharge, only to be filled again, as the guy emptied his nuts into Michael's mouth.

Spent and drained, the guy fell back, his cock popping out of Michael's mouth, leaving him empty. Even though Michael's stomach was full of piss and cum, he was ready for more, which came right away when a heavy spray of pungent piss soon covered his face. The stream was so heavy that, within seconds, Michael's body was soaked with hot piss rushing from the head of the fat dick in front of him.

Michael grabbed the guy's cock; it was long, heavy, and oh so fat that he choked it, stopping the flow of yellow liquid immediately. He looked up at the guy; he was tall, with a slim hairless body, and a smooth, hard stomach. Michael ran his hand up the guy's abs to his pecks, and grabbed his left nipple. Twisting hard, he kept eye contact with the guy.

His eyes were steel gray, and had a piercing look about them as they stared back at Michael.

"Your cock is so fucking hot" Michael mouthed to him.

He smiled, knowing he was well hung, at 10 inches, with more than a 2 inch girth. To top off the package, his balls were oversized, low hanging orbs, without a strand of hair on them.

"Fuck Me!" Again Michael mouthed the words.

With those words, the guy's cock began to twitch upward as the blood flowed quickly, making his hanging cock begin to rise up toward Michael's face.

Michael's mouth opened and engulfed the guy's growing cock, and tried to suck him into his throat. But as the cock grew, it became too thick, which caused Michael to shudder with excitement. If he couldn't take it in his mouth, he knew he could easily take it up his ass for a great fuck.

With the guy's cock completely hard, Michael then got up and walked over to the dog boy's slave cage. The boy was watching Michael intently, as his master still had not returned. As Michael got closer to the cage, the boy began to pant and move around his pen with excitement.

"Good boy, yea....good boy. You got any cum for me boy; and nice wet cum you shot in your cage?" Michael asked, as he looked at the naked young boy, whose cock was completely hard, and leaking pre-cum like a dripping faucet.

He moved back a bit, and there it was, a large puddle of white thick cum. He must have shot 3 or 4 loads under him, and he bent down to lick them up.

"No, no, bad dog......don't touch that!" Michael said sternly, as the boy crouched back into the corner of his cage. Michael slid his arm into the cage, and scooped up a good hand full of the boy's cum. It was thick, warm, and slick - just what he was looking for. Yes, he could have used the lube dispenser on the wall, but Michael liked the feel of natural lubricant, and what better stuff than freshly jerked cum.

The slave boy got all excited again, thinking Michael was going to feed him his own cum, and jumped up toward the front of the cage. But when he saw Michael turn around and wrap his cum-covered hand around the other guy's huge, hard fat cock, the boy sat back and watched.

Michael's hand slid up and down the fat cock with ease; the dog boy's sperm was perfect, and would work well inside his ass. So Michael bent down and slipped off his jock, before he positioned his body over the boy's cage, slipping his cock and his stretched out balls through the metal bars, exposing his ass for the guy to take, and fuck hard.

The first thrust of the guy's hips into Michael's ass was so forceful, it knocked the slave boy onto his ass, and sent Michael deep into the bars of the cage; but his fat cock was deep inside Michael's ass instantly. Like the cage, Michael's ass was strong, and sturdy, luckily, or they both would have collapsed from the hard pounding that was happening to both.

The guy's cock was fucking Michael hard, fast, and relentlessly.

And each thrust was harder and farther up Michael's ass, causing him to moan with such pleasure, that the whole room was watching this with great interest.

The slave boy had taken Michael's hard cock into his mouth, and was sucking it off as it jerked inside his mouth from the action above.

Michael could feel his heavy balls hitting the boys chin, as his cock sank deep in the boy's throat, dripping pre-cum with each thrust of the fat cock inside Michael's ass. The boy was drinking it like it was piss. He never lost a beat, or let Michael's cock slip from his lips, as his body was being hammered from above.

"Ahhh FUCK! ...YEA! Your ass is so fucking hot! FUCK! Take my fat cock, you piss whore!" the guy scream, as he continued to assault Michael with his hard fat cock, that was plunging deep inside Michael's warm tight ass hole.

Deeper and deeper his cock drove into Michael's ass, as he pumped his hips hard, slamming his body down on Michael's ass, driving his cock so deep that his balls were getting sore from being whacked hard against the metal rungs of the cage. But all to soon, they began to get sucked up into his cock, as they readied themselves to shoot the heavy load of sperm they had been working on since this assault on Michael's ass began.

"Ah, AHHHHHHHH Ohhhh Fuck!.....Take my cummmmmm....OHHHH Fuck! he said, as his balls churned up the milky thick cum they had been storing.

Michael shuddered as he felt the first shot of cum enter his ass hole; it was hot, and wet, and was followed by at least 5 or 6 other shots, as the guy pumped Michael's ass with short hard thrust, causing his own cock to shoot his load of thick cum deep into the slave boy's mouth.

The sounds of moaning and hard slapping of skin began to subside as their orgasm drained into each cock-filled orifice. That was... until the guy fell on top of Michael's back, spent. His cock still lodged deep inside Michael's ass, leaking the last of his cum, he pushed himself as deep as he could into Michael.

The slave boy was still sucking on Michael's deflating cock, draining as much of his cum as he could possibly get out of his balls. And as they all tried to catch their breath after the intense fucking, their bodies started to relax.

It was Michael who let it flow first, and the slave boy, who's mouth never let his cock go, began to swallow the warm piss that was now filling his mouth. Michael's piss slit opened up and he began to drain his full bladder into the boy's mouth, as he eagerly took all Michael had to offer.

"You're pissing in his mouth, aren't you, you piss whore?" the guy said, as he noticed the boy's large protruding Adams' apple sliding up and down in his neck.

"Fuck yea! He likes it straight from the tap. Just like I do! So what the fuck are you waiting for? Piss already!" Michael said, wanting the warmth of this guy's piss to heat up his ass and the rest of his body.

Like a hose had been put up inside Michael and turned full open, Michael's ass instantly filled with piss. It was hot, and streamed throughout his body as the guy unleashed a torrent of yellow liquid from his fat cock. Michael squirmed as his ass was being pumped full of warm piss, almost pulling his own pissing cock from the slave boy's mouth.

The sensation was wild, as Michael released his piss from one end and received a full load in the other. However, the slave boy was doing a much better job, as Michael could feel the warm liquid running out of his ass, down his legs, filling his boots with the guy's hot piss. But he didn't care; he wanted all the guy's piss from his fat cock.

And when he finally pulled his fat cock from Michael ass, he still shot 2 or 3 streams of hot piss across Michael's back, as his bladder and balls were now completely drained inside Michael's ass.

While their deep hard kiss continued, his right hand began to play with Dale's relaxed loose ass. Four fingers were now deep inside the warm crevice of Dale's ass, as he moaned heavily, wanting much, much more.

The leather straps of the sling were wet from the sweat that exuded from Dale's body after the hard fucking he had just endured. But all Dale could feel, or cared about feeling, was the fist that was driving its way deep inside him. Even with only 4 cupped fingers manipulating his ass to open it up for the guy's large fist, Dale's body was electrified with anticipation. It had been months since he got his ass punched hard, and he was actually quivering with expectation of this guy' powerful fist in his ass, and as far up his rectum as possible.

"Aaaahhhhhhhh, ooooooh ....yeaaaa... shove that fist up my ass!"

Dale begged, as he could feel the man's thumb come together with his finger as he pushed his hand further into his ass.

He pushed harder, working his closed fingers and rounded palm into Dale's ass, working his way to loosen Dale's tight sphincter muscle. As his grease covered hand eased slowly into Dale's tight hot asshole, he pried Dale's ass lips open with his other hand, and his fist slid deeper inside Dale, making him groan louder in painful pleasure.

With his legs strapped high in the air, totally exposing his ass, and his jock full of still warm cum that he had ejaculated earlier, Dale's cock began to harden as the large fist in his ass pushed, pulled, and worked its way deeper into Dale's warm anal cavity.

"Fuck, dude, you want this hard fist bad, don't you?" the guy said, enjoying his view of Dale's ass stretching out around his fist.

Dale let out a deep pleasurable moan, because, just as the guy was talking, his fist plunged past Dale's loosening sphincter, and was now lodged inside him. He could feel his cock leaking pre-cum into his already wet cum soaked jock, as the guy let Dale's ass adjust and tighten around his wrist.

As he slowly pulled his fist back, the lips of Dale's ass puckered, until his fist was completely free, and Dale's hungry asshole was empty.

Dale's ass lips puckered slightly as they recoiled back into a cute little wrinkled eye.

The guy wasn't able to resist such an inviting ass, so he plunged his face deep between Dale's ass cheeks and darted his tongue hard into Dale's ass lips. His tongue sank into Dale's asshole, and he licked, and sucked as Dale squirmed in the sling.

"Eat my asshole you fucker; lick me clean!" Dale pleaded, as he felt the guy's rough face rubbing his ass cheeks raw.

He ate Dale's ass eagerly, enjoying the combination of ass, his own cum, and the grease that had just used on his fist. His tongue worked hard, as he sucked out most of his spent cum that he had deposited deep inside Dale's ass only moments ago.

The guy's face was smeared with ass and cum when he pulled away from Dale's now perky asshole. He then pressed his forearm into Dale's ass, pushing up against his wanting hole. He rubbed his whole arm up and down, while drenching it in a warm lubricating oil, causing Dale to once again squirm with desire.

Dale could feel the warmth and strength of the guy's arm as his smooth skin rubbed against his pulsing asshole. Dale pulled himself up with is legs, pressing his ass into the guy's forearm, letting him know that he was ready for his whole fucking arm.

And with his fist and arm covered in grease and lube, he once again pressed his fist into Dale's ass, penetrating the wet ass lips, but this time with little resistance from Dale's once tight sphincter muscle. The guy's fist and arm slid inside Dale with ease, making him groan as his ass stretched wide. He pushed, punched, and rolled his fist, driving it slowly up into Dale's hot asshole.

Dale's hand was on the chain of his tit clamps, pulling hard on his large protruding nipples. The clamps were tight on his fat nipples, and they grew more erect the more he worked them. With each pull, Dale would let out a soft, but definite moan, and as his nipples hardened, they began to intensify his sexual pleasure.

The guy was working his ass nicely. His fist was deep inside Dale, and he was driving it further and further into him. Dale's ass was hot, and dripping with grease, cum, and lube as it loosened around the hairy arm that was invading the dark, soft space.

Groans, grunts, and intense moaning filled the room, as men and boys were in various sexual acts around Dale. Being no exception, with a large fist penetrating deeper and deeper into his ass, he was in ecstasy, and each time he pushed harder and deeper into him, Dale let out a soft cry of pleasure.

He turned his head, and watched the couple in the sling next to him. As the room was filled with slings and fisting benches, the next sling was only inches away. The receiver in the sling had to be in his early twenties. His hair was dark blond, in a military-style flat top; his face smooth, with two metal rings hanging from his nipples. His legs were high in the air, with the assistance of the leather straps wrapped around his ankles. He was completely naked, and Dale could see that his uncut cock was long and hard, laying up against his washboard stomach. His cock head was wet, as a steady stream of pre-cum oozed from the whole in the tip of his hard dick.

Sensing that someone was watching him, the boy turned his head and looked directly at Dale. Their eyes met, and they both knew the sexual excitement that each was going through. He smiled and let out a loud moan at the same time, as his partner pulled his fist completely out of his ass.

Dale knew the feeling, and smiled back, as he returned his attention to the man between his legs, with his arm now up to his elbow inside his warm wet asshole.

Dale's own cock was wet, hard, and aching as it was bound up inside his leather jock. He could feel his balls, as they tightened against his cock, ready to expel another load of cum at any moment. He moved his hand down and slipped it inside the cum soaked jock, and grabbed his hardening cock. His other hand went to his tit clamps, and as he began to pull on his cock, he pulled his nipples at the same time, causing his body to writhe with such electricity that his cock began to spew cum uncontrollably.

Ropes and ropes of white hot cum flew from the head of Dale's engorged cock, as he continued to stroke every inch of his stiff fat fuck tool, and tugged hard on both nipples. His body was thrusting and jerking as his orgasm climaxed, and as he began to breath again, he once more relaxed in the sling, covered in cum.

The guy between Dale's legs watched as Dale's orgasm grew, and when he finally blew his load, the guy pulled his fist free of Dale's ass, in order to clean up Dale's cum-covered abs. His tongue made long hard strokes up and down his stomach, collecting every bit of Dale's spent cum into his mouth. And with a mouth full of Dale's cum, he found Dale's face and kissed him hard, sharing the warm, white jizz with its producer. Dale hungrily accepted his seed, and swallowed every bit of cum in his mouth.

When the guy moved back to Dale's asshole, he began to play, sliding both fists and cupped hands into his ass, stretching Dale's ass further, making him once again moan with ecstasy. One hand passed the other, as he moved with skill, keeping Dale's asshole stretched open, while he punched his asshole full of his fist.

Even though Dale had just dropped a huge load, his cock was once again hard inside his jock. He could come 4 or 5 times in a row while being fisted, and that's what he was hoping would happen tonight. And he was well on his way, as the guy was now deep inside him, plunging his fist and arm deeper and deeper inside Dale's wet asshole.

With his eyes closed, Dale was lost in his own sexual haze, until he felt a hand lightly caressing his arm. When he looked over, he could see the hand of the boy in the sling next to him, as he softly stroked his arm. Once again their eyes met and, spontaneously they both leaned in at the same time, until their mouths met. Tongues, lips, and spit were exchanged in their hard, wet, torrid kiss. Dale reached over, and pulled on the boy's nipple ring, as they both moaned uncontrollably in each other's mouth. Their cocks were rock hard, Dale's enclosed, and bond painfully in his jock, and the boy's, free, straining against his closely shaved pubic bone.

Abruptly, he pulled his mouth away from Dale's, and fell back onto his own sling. Dale watched as the kid's partner began to double fist fuck him. His deep, loud grunt turned into a low moan, as both fists worked their way past the boy's ass lips and pushed deeper inside him. His hard, uncut cock immediately began to spew long streams of thick white cum. Rope after rope fell on his naked body as his partner continued pushing both his fists deeper and deeper inside him.

Suddenly, Dale's attention was focused completely on his own ass, as it was being slightly lifted out of the sling. Dale could feel that the guy's fist and forearm was so far up his ass, that he was pushing on his second sphincter muscle. But he was no longer pushing into Dale, he was slightly lifting his ass off the sling, and somehow began vibrating or shaking Dale from inside his asshole.

The feeling was so fucking intense, it was driving Dale crazy, which was quite evident to his partner as well as the whole room. Dale began to howl loudly with ecstasy, as his ass was being vibrated from the inside. "AHHHHHH.....OHHHHHHH.....AAAAHHHHHHHHH......OOOOOOOOHHHHHH...

AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH......" Dale's moans were absolutely uncontrollable, as was his intense orgasm, that began dumping another huge amount of hot cum, filling the inside his red striped leather jock.

Michael walked the halls of the old warehouse, his piss covered body was now dry. The sweet smells and sound of sex were everywhere, whether it was a group of guys engaged in various sex acts, or just a single guy tied up in a room, waiting for whatever might happen to him.

Michael passed them all by, not sure what he was looking for, but knowing that he wasn't done for the night. There were so many hot guys there, and he knew that eventually they would have to piss, and he would be on the look out for them.

He stopped off at their makeshift bar, and downed 2 beers and a bottle of water, restocking the bladder for later. Except for the boots on his feet, Michael was naked. He hadn't a clue what happened to his jock, but it wouldn't be the first one he had lost or left at the Fort.

When he ordered his last beer, the bartender offered Michael a shot.

"Fuck, Yea!" Michael said happily.

So the bartender grabbed two large shot glasses, pulled his own jock down, exposing a nice fat uncut cock, and pissed in both glasses, filling them to the rim. Handing one to Michael, he raised his, and swallowed his shot of hot piss in one gulp. Michael followed, savoring the warm creamy tasting piss, as it flowed down into his throat.

"Thanks, dude; that was nice," Michael said as he put down the glass and walked back into the darkened warehouse. His cock had stiffened, with the piss shot he just drank, and so he decided to follow his half-masted hard-on to wherever it was going to lead him.

Room after room, Michael passed them by. Hot men were everywhere, and it was getting quite crowed, but it was a Friday night. This didn't bother Michael; the more men, the more piss. And that was what Michael was looking for, until, out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone who made his cock point in their direction.

It was the twins, from earlier in the night; the one's with their initials tattooed on their chests. They had given Michael a nice hot golden shower, but hadn't stayed around to play.

The room was dark, like all the others, with one single bulb burning overhead. Still, Michael could see the boys clearly; they were alone and naked, with their hard cocks jutting out from their very oversized, and stretched-out balls.

Michael stood at the door, and watched, as the two worked on each other. JMD, who I will call M, was standing on two benches with his legs spread. His brother, JND, who I will call N, was pulling on the parachute-type ball stretcher with both hands, stretching his brother's balls, as hard and as far as he could. M was in pain; it was noticeable, but it was obvious that he was loving the pain, too.

"Hey, come in here!" M called out to me, as I stood watching in the door.

Well, my cock wasn't leading me any more, as it was so hard it was only pointing to the ceiling. So I walked up to M, who towered over me, with his cock just below my chin.

"Hey, let go of my fucking balls for a minute," M commanded of his brother, and, instantly, his cock sprang against his tight ab's with a loud swat.

His cock was so fucking perfect, the head was swollen, big and red.

The shaft of his cock was long, and thick, with two or three prominent veins running through it. And at the bottom of his long shaft, were his big, bold balls, still hanging low, despite the current condition of his cock, with the weighted stretchers pulling them down. His cock almost glistened in the dim light; then a small dribble of yellow watery-liquid squeezed from the slit on the head of his engorged dick.

'Oh, fuck yea!' Michael thought, as he opened his mouth, and lowered his head to engulf the head of M's now heavily pissing cock. The stream of yellow, pungent liquid splashed against the back of his throat with a force that made him almost gag. But, soon, with his mouth around the head of M's cock, his lips tightly sealed around the shaft of his cock, Michael thirstily swallowed continuously, gulping down the hot piss that M so needed to relieve himself of.

The stream was hard, and fast, as M's hard cock spewed piss into Michael's throat. His brother watched, as Michael's mouth made it's small sucking gestures, and his throat moved slightly up and down, as he worked hard to swallow all the piss, not wanting to spill any of M's special cock juice he was feeding him.

N, was still on his knees, under his brother's legs, but right in front of him was Michael's hard cock. It was definitely inviting to N, with a nice size dollop of pre-cum oozing from his piss slit at the top.

So he engulfed Michael's entire cock, until his nose was pressed up against Michael's bare pubic bone. N liked a lot of pubic hair, and he let his grow natural, along with the hair on his balls, but the feel of Michael's soft skin just above his cock was definitely turning him on. His brother M shaved his balls, and trimmed his pubic hair, but kept a nice patch for his brother to play around in. He especially liked to suck the cum out of his brother's pubes after he'd jerk off; didn't matter if it was his or his brother's.

Michael gasped, and almost choked on M's piss, as his own hard cock slid into N's warm, moist mouth. But it felt good, as N began to suck on his leaking cock. And it didn't take long, as the warmth of N's mouth hit Michael's cock, that he knew he couldn't hold his bladder much longer.

M's cock was still pissing strong, and Michael was drinking every bit of the golden nectar that was streaming out of M's dick, whose head was still just inside Michael's tight lips. So Michael relaxed his bladder, and let out a long stream of hot piss into N's throat. But before he could cut it off, N began choking and spitting out the piss that had flooded his mouth.

N pulled Michael's still pissing cock from his mouth, and began soaking himself with the warm yellowish liquid. Almost instantly, his face and hair were dripping with Michael's hot piss, as it ran down his face, and began to drench his body.

N loved the warm feeling of his body being covered in hot piss, just as much as he loved the feeling of piss, his or anyone's, streaming down his throat. That's why, after completely drenching his body from head to toe, he grabbed Michael's still pissing cock and once again inserted it into his open mouth. His throat opened, and he drank all that Michael had to give him.

While N was busy sucking down Michael's golden piss, M's cock was starting to dribble out that last bit of his pungent load inside Michael's mouth. But with his cock still hard, he had more to give him. So, before his pissing ceased, M began to forcefully fuck Michael's mouth, shoving his hard cock deep into Michael's throat, fucking his lips with every inch of his hard cock.

M was thrusting his hips fast and forcefully, causing his stretcher-clad balls to swing wildly, slapping Michael hard against his chin, with each and every thrust of his cock. This continued, until the cock in Michael's mouth began to swell, as M's orgasm began to build.

Michael's cock had long since stopped pissing, and N now had both his balls in his mouth, giving him the most incredible hum job he had ever had. Michael's balls were not small, and for N to have both in his mouth, well, let's just say, he was good. The combination of the vibration on his balls, and the fat cock that was now spewing long gooey ropes of sperm deep inside Michael's mouth, made his own hard cock erupt enormously. Cum flew out of Michael's cock, shooting high in the air, before cascading down over N's head and streaming down his face.

Their orgasm's were intense, and continued for quite awhile, as neither wanted the fucking fantastic sensation to end. But as M's cock began to soften, so did his thrust, until, eventually, his cock fell from Michael's cum-drenched mouth.

As Michael turned to leave the room, Dale was standing in the doorway. His cock was hard, and his body almost completely covered in cum!

As Michael turned to leave the room, Dale was standing in the doorway.

Naked, his cock was hard, and his body almost completely covered in cum!

"Hey, fuck-buddy. Wow, you look like you've been had by a few guys!" Michael said, knowing the pig slut Dale was.

Cum was oozing over his whole body; there were even strings of cum dripping from his hair. Michael turned to M and his brother, and told them to take Dale to the restraint room and get him hooked up. He was going to stop by the supply room, and get the necessary tools to work Dale over good.

The restraint room was a small, dimly lit room, about 10 by 10.

There were 4 metal poles running from the ceiling to the floor, making a perfect square. Short chains hung from the top of the poles, with clips on the ends.

When Michael walked into the room, the twins already had Dale's wrists in leather restraint straps, and he was standing between two of the posts, with both arms restrained over his head, and clipped to the chains hanging down from the top of the posts.

The first item Michael got from the supply room was a blindfold, which he secured around Dale's head, making the room completely dark for him. Then he grabbed N by the balls and asked if his bladder was full.

"Fuck yea, dude! I haven't pissed since we pissed on you in the shower room," he said

"Good; get that chair and bring it over here," he told N.

Once the chair was in front of Dale, Michael directed N to get up on the chair and shower Dale's cum-covered body clean with his hot piss.

It didn't take long before N's cock was spraying a strong, full, steady stream of hot yellow water all over Dale's chest, washing the large accumulations of still moist cum off his body, and cascading them down his chest, over his tight abs, and finally streaming off the head of his long, hanging cock.

Michael, being the piss pig he was, couldn't resist the warm yellow liquid that was streaming from the head of Dale's cock. So he got on his knees in front of Dale's dick, and placed the head of his soft cock into his open mouth. The taste of piss and cum was instant, as Michael began drinking the sweet, yet pungent liquid cascading into his mouth off Dale's cock.

M was also enjoying the taste of warm piss and cum; as he was licking Dale's chest and abs clean, while his brother's stream of piss washed him down.

Michael still had his mouth over the head of Dale's cock, as N's piss continued to flow over his abs and down his body. Most of the cum that once covered Dale had been washed away, and was now in Michael's and M's stomach.

N's stream of piss was slowing, as his bladder was emptied out, but Michael wasn't about to move away until every last drop of piss had been drained out of N's cock and into his throat.

And when the piss stopped streaming off the tip of Dale's still soft hanging cock, Michael took Dale's soft cock deeper into his mouth, and began to suck it clean, savoring the sweet and creamy flavors of cum, piss, and, of course, the taste of Dale's cock. And as Michael was sucking Dale's cock clean, it began to swell, and grow hard in his mouth.

Michael sucked harder, enjoying the feeling of Dale's soft cock, as it grew and expanded in his mouth. That was . . . until he got a welcome surprise.

Suddenly, Michael's mouth was once again blasted with a strong torrent of hot fucking piss, which caught him off guard, and he started to choke, as the warm, salty piss flooded his throat. But being the piss pig he was, Michael was soon taking all of Dale's piss without effort, swallowing the gushing stream of hot yellow liquid that flowed heavily into his mouth from Dale's pissing cock.

Not until Dale's cock was completely drained did Michael finally get up off his knees; his stomach was so full of piss, he actually heard a sloshing sound as he moved to get the spreader bar that hung on the wall.

The twins watched as Michael brought the bar and placed it by Dale's feet.

Dale's cock had grown completely hard, and when Michael attached the bar to the leather restraint straps around Dale's ankles, his cock started to leak massive amounts of pre-cum.

Dale stood there, his arms raised over his head, attached high on the metal poles behind him. Now his feet were spread wide apart, as Michael attached the last ankle clip to the bar.

"Awwwhhhh, Fuck!" Dale breathlessly exclaimed, as a surge of cum flowed from his ass, when the large black butt plug fell out of his asshole and bounced on the floor. Gush after gush of cum spewed from his spent hole, as he stood there with his legs spread wide.

"You fucking pig, how many guys did you take up your ass? You are a cum whore, and a slut, and I think you need to be punished," Michael said, as he picked up a black flat paddle.

Dale's balls were low hangers, even when his cock was hard. So when the first swing of the paddle hit them, they bounced heavily. Michael didn't swing it too hard, but enough so Dale winced each time the paddle made contact with his two large hairless balls, that were lodged inside his stretched out T bag.

Again, and again, Michael swatted Dale's balls with the paddle, each time getting a jerking reaction from Dale. But hardly a sound came out of his mouth, as the paddle hit his balls harder and harder with each swing. And when Michael finally felt Dale's punishment was complete, both their cocks were rock hard, as Dale's continued to leak cum all over the floor.

The twins were standing next to Dale, each working one of his nipples, pulling on the large nipple clamps that were attached to Dale's fully erect nipples. They pulled and tugged on his nipples until they were rock hard, each protruding out more than Michael had ever seen them. But Dale always had the hottest nipples, and they were 100% connected to his cock. Michael witnessed him one day bring himself to the most intense orgasm, by just playing with his nipples. Dale's cock shot so much cum, and without any contact to his raging cock. Yea, he loved nipple play, and rough, too.

So as Dale's red-raw paddled balls hung in their sack, Michael pulled the clips down from the bars at the opposite end, and attached them to Dales ankles, removing the spreading bar. And with a couple of pulls, Dale was now hanging on his back with his arms and legs high in the air.

Dale's ass was now ready for another round of hard cocks. And there were three guys here with just what he was looking for...and they were ready to, once again, fill his asshole full of their hot, gooey cum.

M asked to go first; he said his balls were starting to turn blue, and he sooo needed to blow a load. So he came around to Dale's still dripping asshole, and just plowed his hard cock deep inside him. Lube? No need . . . Dale's ass was so coated with spent cum, and it had been stretched out from the fisting he had enjoyed earlier; that's why M's cock almost fell into Dale's gaping ass hole.

M grabbed onto Dale's waist, and, with a push and pull of their makeshift sling, Dale was soon swinging back and forth on and off of his cock. M held his hard-on down, and in place, and Dale literally swung back and forth on M's cock.

And with M's brother N on one side of Dale, and Michael on the other, they helped M, by pulling and pushing Dale's body back and forth, impaling him on M's cock, and then pulling him off.

It was quite obvious, by the loud grunting sounds in the room, that both men were getting off. Dale's cock, though not completely hard, was lying against his trimmed mound of wet pubic hair, and had a steady flow of clear gooey pre-cum oozing from the large piss slit. His balls, and 'T'

bag, were bouncing along with him, until they would get smashed up against M's crotch. And with each slam of his balls, Dale would squeal like the pig he was, as his balls had become quite tender from Michael's recent punishment.

As M had said, he needed to get off, and it wasn't long before he grabbed Dale, and pulled him tight against his hairy crotch, while his cock spewed a huge load of his built up cum deep inside Dale's asshole. You could see by the look on his face, that his orgasm was intense, and his tight balls were pumping out a load of white, hot sperm, just like they were built to do.

M didn't move, as his cock continued depositing his massive built up load into Dale. So both of us grabbed onto one of Dale's erect nipples, and tugged hard, as M's orgasm continued to fill Dale's asshole. He moaned with pleasure, as we stretched and tweaked his long hard nipples, while M was breeding him.

But suddenly, Dale's moaning changed, and we looked over at M, and the look on his face was definitely different; more like a look of relief, as opposed to the look of a guy shooting cum deep into the asshole of a hot guy. But Dale moaned with pleasure, and then M let out a deep long sigh...Michael knew immediately, by the look on M's face...he was filling Dale's asshole with a nice delicious load of hot piss.

And as soon as M pulled his cock from Dale's cum and piss soaked hole, Michael was on his knees, with his mouth planted tight against the lips of Dale's asshole. He sucked and pulled until the stream of piss and cum flowed steadily from Dale's ass, right into his mouth and down his throat.

"Mmmmmmmmm," came the constant pleasure moan, as Michael drank M's bounty from Dale's challis.

The piss washed down Michael's throat as he drank steadily from the loose lips of Dale's asshole. The constant flow of piss and cum that flowed freely out of Dale's ass drained directly into Michael's open mouth.

He drank greedily from his friend, until his ass was empty.

"N, you ready to dump a huge load yet?" Michael said, as he got up off his knees.

"Fuck yea!" he said, moving into position between Dale's stirrup-clad legs that were spread wide, exposing his wet, raw asshole to all of us.

So with his hard cock in hand, N positioned himself and plunged his stiff cock deep into Dale's waiting, cum and piss lubed asshole. His hips began to swing instantly, as his cock worked like a piston, in and out of the warmth of Dale's ass.

Michael walked to the head of the sling and shoved his balls into Dale's open mouth, and he engulfed both of the smooth orbs, and washed them with his soft, wet tongue. Michael bent over and grabbed onto Dale's large protruding nipples and pinched hard, while he pulled them tight. Dale moaned with pleasure, as his ass was getting fucked, and his tits were being worked hard.

Dale was sucking and biting on Michael 'T' bag, as N continued to pump his cock in and out of Dale's stretched-out asshole.

"Dude, your ass is too fucking loose." N said, and stopped swinging the sling. "I can't even feel my cock fucking anything."

I looked up at him, his face covered in sweat, as he stood there, not really knowing what to do.

"Hey, just put your fist in his ass and beat off inside him!"

Michael said, as he watched N pull his wet cock from Dale's ass. It was hard, and slick with cum and elbow grease, as all 8 inches slapped up against his pubic hair as he freed himself from Dales deep open cavity.

"What?" N ask

"Shove your fist inside his ass and slip your cock into it. Then either fuck him, or beat off inside his ass." Michael explained.

"I...I've never fisted a guy before." N said nervously.

"Dude, no need to worry, Dale's ass has been well worked tonight.

I don't think you'll even need any more grease, just ball up your fist and push it deep into his ass." Michael explained further, as Dale continued to suck on his ball bag.

With that said, N pushed his fisting into Dale's ass, slowly at first, until he realized he wasn't hurting him, Dale actually began moaning with pleasure as N's began to fuck Dale's ass with his fist; and Michael knew that if he pulled harder on Dale's tits he would cause him to get the ultimate pleasure, as he was being fisted.

It was quite evident, by the size of their boners, that both brother were getting into the fisting. N was slowly pushing his fist deeper inside Dales asshole, as his M stood and watch Dale's ass open up accepting the arm N was shoving into him.

Michael's low hanging balls were now completely engulfed in Dale's mouth, as he continued to pull hard at his large nipples. Deeper and deeper N pushed his arm inside Dale, as he squirmed in the sling.

Michael hadn't noticed, until N moaned loudly, that his brother had gotten behind him, and now had his cock buried deep inside N's asshole.

His hips were slamming into his brother's warm wet fuck hole, which is why, N pulled his fist completely out of Dale's gaping hole, and moved away from the sling with his brother still deep inside him fucking him as they walked away.

Dale looked up at Michael, his mouth still bulging as he devoured Michael's large, hairless balls. But Michael knew the look; Dale needed someone to fuck him desperately. He wanted, no he needed something huge, deep inside his ass.

So Michael pulled his balls free from Dale's mouth, and walked over to the corner of the room, where he laid all the toys he brought from the equipment room. He picked up the black rubber cock-like toy. It was heavy, and Michael wondered if he would be able to hold it up.

But as he slipped the uber-cock/cock extender over his own hard cock, it fit tight and felt like it was his own. When he pulled his balls through the hole, and the rubber snapped behind them, his cock stood tall and erect.

Lubrication wouldn't be needed - Dale's ass we wide, and filled with elbow grease and boy butter. So Michael directed his uber-cock covered cock deep into Dale's sloppy asshole. It slid in effortlessly, as Dale moan pleasurably. As Michael's hips began to move in earnest, he could feel his balls slapping against Dale's ass, as the sling bounced back and forth on his cock.

Dale's right hand was frantically pumping his own hard cock, as Michael's uber clad cock pound away inside him. From the look on Dale's face, Michael knew he needed more. So, he pulled the black toy from Dale's ass, and wrapped his fist completely around it, and shoved them both back into Dale's stretched out asshole. Dale screamed with pleasure, as Michael fucked and fisted him at the same time.

It didn't take long before Dale's cock was spewing massive amounts of spunk all over his body. Thick streams of cum were splashing down on him, as he pumped his hard cock and Michael pumped his ass with his fist enhanced uber-cock.

Michael could feel his balls tighten, as they, too began to pump out a load of his own cum into his friends asshole. Soon, his cock was swimming in a pool of his own seed, as his cock continued to squirt loads of spunk inside the black sheath that was covering his cock.

As their orgasm subsided, and the sling slowly stopped it's swing motion, Michael pulled his cock free of Dale's ass, and pulled off the black cum-filled toy from his still hard tool. It was over flowing with hot cum, that he soon poured into Dale's open month. Empty, Michael dropped the black sheath to the floor, and pushed his naked cock into Dale's ass, as he bent over his cum soaked body. Their lips met, and their tongue filled kiss was deep and lustful, as Michael's softening cock laid dormant in Dale's well-fucked hole.

Dale's kiss became more intense as he felt a familiar warmth engulf his whole body, while Michael's cock pissed deep inside of him. The flow of Michael's piss was extremely heavy, and began filling Dale's anal cavity immediately. Soon the hot fluid began to pour out of Dales ass, cascading onto the floor beneath them both.

After their shower, they stood next to each other in the locker room. It was late, they had been there for hours. Both men were spent, but both knew there would be another Fort Nite very soon.

I woke up the next morning, naked and full of piss. Dale was still asleep next to me, his naked body only inches away. We had a fucking hot time at the Fort last night, which was evident by the stench and crusted spent cum covering both of our bodies.

But my piss hard cock was what woke me, and I needed to do something about that soon. Usually I would just lie there and piss all over myself, and fall back asleep. But with Dale's hot ass right there, waiting for a cock to fill it, I had a piss dump right next to me in the bed.

I moved closer, and spooned my body against Dale's. And as I wrapped my arm around him, he cooed, and pushed back into my nakedness. My cock was hard, and lodged deep in the crevice of his ass cheeks. So I let out a small stream of piss, warming the both of us as it drained down our bodies, and making a small wet area on the sheets.

Again Dale moaned and pushed his ass harder against my cock. I knew what he wanted, his ass was begging for it, and I had what he needed.

And as a good friend, I was more than willing to give it to him. I pulled my hips away just enough to pull my cock out. My aim was excellent as I pushed forward, finding his ass open and more than willing to accept my hard cock as it slid it's way balls deep inside his asshole.

This time we both moaned as my cock lay dormant deep inside him.

My balls were tight against his ass, as I lay there enjoying the feeling of his ass as it engulfed my hard cock. His hips began to move slightly, as my cock began spitting small amount of piss deep inside his warm cum drenched asshole. And when my cock finally let loose, it woke Dale up immediately.

"Oh FUCK YEA!" he moaned loudly, as the full force of my bladder began flooding his hole with hot piss.

"Aaaahhhhhhh" was all I could say as my full bladder relieved itself inside my friends ass.

And after a good two minutes, my piss finally began to dribble that last few drops. But by that time, we were both soaked. Dale's ass was so full of my hot piss, it was draining out all over us. My sheets were drenched, and I could feel a large puddle under my hip, as I pushed my cock deeper into his ass, causing more and more of my piss to drain from his asshole.

And when my bladder was empty, I began to fuck Dale, hard. But the bed was soaked, and my ass was burning as I tried to fuck him against the wet sheets. So I pulled him up on his hands and knees and fucked him like a dog.

The sound of our sex was loud, as my cock fucked his piss drenched ass. My bed was squealing, as my cock was sloshing around in Dale's wet ass. He was screaming with pleasure, asking, no, begging me to fuck him harder. I was grunting like a pig as I fucked him as hard as I could. I was fucking him so fast and furious, that my balls began to hurt from being slammed against his ass so hard.

Then there was the sound of his hard cock, bouncing uncontrollably against his abs. Slap, Slap, slap . . . it was being ricocheted back and forth against him as my hips banged his ass unmercifully.

And all the time I am fucking him, my other hand is on his hard, large, perky nipple pulling, and squeezing it as hard as I can. Only to have him beg me "Harder, Harder, you mother fucker, harder!"

I've already cum once inside Dale's ass as I fuck him, my cock still hard ,as it pistons in and out of his stretched out asshole. And just as I'm about to blow a second load of my ball juice inside of him, he wants more, and begs me to fist him.

I immediately pulled my cock from his ass, and reached for the jar of grease. I applied it generously to my arm, and well past my elbow as I know, first hand, how hungry Dale's ass can be.

With my hand open and cupped, I push into him, and my hand easily is submerged inside his asshole. And as I push deeper, I can see his ass tighten around my forearm, swallowing my full arm as his ass gets closer to my elbow.

Dale is moaning painfully now, but I know he is loving every inch that I give him. Because when I pull back, his moan is mournful, as he wants more and more of my fist deep inside of him. Again, I push, his ass takes my arm easily past my elbow and now my upper arm is beginning to sink inside of him. Again, I pull back, but this time I pull all the way out.

His ass drips a large glob of piss, cum, and grease, as my hand pulls free. I scoop it up, and apply it to his now protruding rose bud, that is also dripping wet. I bend down and lick the inside of his ass, until he gains control of his muscle again and pulls it back inside.

Again, I penetrate, but this time with my clenched fist, and I push hard. Soon, his ass has my full arm deep inside, as Dale moan's and grunts uncontrollably. I push and pull in short, but hard thrust, keeping him moaning as my fist fucks his ass hard.

My cock is still hard against my bare pubic bone, and is oozing pre-cum steadily. Dale's cock has softened, as it swings under him with the same rhythm as my fist fucks his ass. So I grab his hanging balls with my free hand and pull down hard. He screams, but I don't let up.

His balls are large and smooth to the touch, and hang low. And as I pull them, his cock begins to harden again, so even though he screams with pain, he is loving every second of this.

And that's about when he got me so fucking hot! His cock began to piss, splashing hard against the mattress, soaking the bed below us. I could have cum right there and then! But I didn't, I just pushed my arm harder into him, until his ass was up against my arm pit.

Again, he screamed, but his cock still pissed like a race horse.

The bed is soaked, piss is puddling up everywhere, as I fuck his ass hard with my fist. His hands are deep in a warm shallow lake of his piss just as is both our knees. That is until Dale bends down, and puts his mouth on his puddle of own piss and sucks in deeply, drinking up the warm liquid into his throat. Finally I pull my fist free of his ass, and he collapsed onto the bed, with his face falling right into a large puddle of piss. And as I knee over his spend body, again, my cock begins to piss, and I am soon covering Dale with hot yellow piss that is streaming from my cock, and the strong stream is arching before it splashed down on his back.

Spent, I too fall onto the bed next to Dale. We are both soaked in piss, as we fall back into a deep sleep. And another fun night with Dale comes to an end, as he has to fly to LA tonight, and onto Boston tomorrow.

Showered and clean, I change my sheets on the bed. Wow, what a night, and morning. But it's time to clean up the fun. Thankfully, I have a waterproof mattress pad! And with everything clean and back to normal, I know it's time to hit the gym.

The locker room is busy as I claim a locker and put my bag on the bench. Men in all staged of nakedness are around me as I begin to change into my workout clothes.

My jock is well worn and always get a few stairs as I pull it up over my junk. I have had it since high school, so it is stained, tattered, and just plain strechted out. It doesn't support my package any more, but it feels really good.

And today is no different from any other, when I stand up and pull off my black boxer briefs, and pull my jock out of my gym bag, guys turn and look. I like to give them a show, as I slowly put one than the other leg through the straps and than again, slowly pull it up over my hips, and finally pulling the soft cloth cup up over my low hanging balls and cock.

As I said, there is virtually no support left in the ol jock, so my junk is still pretty obvious as I pull on my gym shorts and get ready to work out.

Dressed in my gear, I do on last check in the mirror as I walk out of the locker room. A quick grab of my package to adjust the size and I'm ready to hit the weights. But not before I walk smack into a guy that is coming into the locker room after a vigorous workout. He was covered in sweat, and so was I after running into him.

I looked up at him ready to apologize profusely, until I saw who it was. Oh my fucking god! It was the guy from the Metro last night, the construction stud that dropped his number on the train.

"Dude, what the fuck!" he said, as he pushed past me. But then he turned around, and did a double take. And when he realized who I was, he smiled, and put his fingers to his mouth and ear, with a gesture of making a phone call.

I nodded and walked out into the gym.

"Dude, what the fuck!" he said, as he pushed past me. But then he turned around, and did a double take. And when he realized who I was, he smiled, and put his fingers to his mouth and ear, with a gesture of making a phone call.

I nodded to my construction dude and walked out into the gym.

The workout was invigorating, but what got me going was the number of times I filled and drank my bottle of water over the 2 hour period. At least 6 without pissing, so by the time I was in the shower, my bladder was begging for release. So much so, that my cock was chubbing up to a full piss hard-on.

"Dude, nice wood!' This skinny blond twink said that was showering next to me.

"Yea, fuck you!" I said, and turned around

"Fuck dude, he's right, nice piece of wood!" I looked up, and was staring at this fucking hot guy; 6'2", dark hair, nice chiseled abs and pecks, with a dark smattering of wet, matted hair melting down his body.

As I blatantly worked my eyes down his magnificent torso, until his 8 inch, large headed, circumcised cock came into my eyesight. Water was streaming off the head, and cascading of the hair hanging from his very oversized, but definitely proportionate balls.

He reached from my cock, which was now completely hard, and pressing against my bare pubic bone, with my nut sack pulled up to the base of my wood. His hand wrapped completely around the body of my cock, and he gently pulled me closer to him. Our mouths met, and suddenly I was in a deep, tongue filled kiss with him. I could feel his light beard on my face as we tangle in our kiss.

Then I felt the another tongue penetrate my asshole, as wet hands grasped the side of my ass. The blond twink pushed his face deep between my ass cheeks, as his tongue probed and licked my asshole.

'Oh Fuck..' I thought as my body was being ravaged by these two guys..... but my bladder was aching for release, and....

WHAM....... What the fuck!!!... Suddenly, without my assistance, I am turned around, my hands are up against the wall, and my ass was now filled with hot flesh and I was being fucked by a jack hammered and his hard, fat cock. And as I look down, I can see the little blond twink has come with us, but his mouth is now sucking on my hard cock, with a firm grip on my balls with his right hand.

I love a good ass fucking in the shower, and to get a blow job at the same time, I am in fucking heaven. But I still have to piss.... and with every thrust of this guys hips, sinking his bareback cock deeper and deeper into my asshole, the pressure is building.

A small squirt of piss passes through my cock, then another, and soon my twink is gulping, and gagging as my bladder empties out into his throat. Piss is cascading out of his mouth, as his throat muscles work hard to swallow as much of my warm sweet piss as possible.

My fucker doesn't know I am feeding our little blond tagalong, as he is concentrating on filling my ass with his heavy sperm-filled seed, but each time he thrust his hips, my cock sinks deeper into the twink's mouth.

Forcing the kid to swallow everything my cock was spewing into his mouth.

But the blond twink is relentless, and he takes it all.

And as my steady stream of piss flows through my cock into the boys throat, and the long, steadfast strokes of the guys hard cock fills my ass, I moan softly with pleasure, knowing we are in a public shower, that was until I am completely overwhelmed with sexual fervor and I can no longer control myself.

"Oh fuck... oh fuck me harder, yea fuck me dude...... yea..... FUCK ME! I said, and he listened.

"AHHH, HOOO...FUCK ....AH AH AH AHHHHH OH FUCK YEA!" I screamed as he began assaulting my ass ruthlessly . He was pounding my ass so hard, it knocked the twink off his feet and my cock from his mouth, as he fell backwards. Luckily catching himself from falling with his hands behind him; causing my still hard, pissing cock to spring straight up, as it slapped against my bare pubic bone and soon a heavy stream of warm piss is cascading over our heads, engulfing us in a shower of my hot, sweet piss.

The shower of piss doesn't stop my gym-lover, he is still pounding away at my ass. You can hear the sound of sex echoing around the shower.

The slapping of skin against skin, and the moans and uncontrollable swearing of two grown men as they fuck.

My twink has regained himself, and has attached himself to my balls. With both orbs in his mouth, he is sucking them deep into his throat, as my cock is still showering all three of us with hot piss.

"Oh yea I' m fucking cumming dude... oh fuck yea, filling your asshole with my hot cum.... oh fuck yeaaaaaa!!!" My lover moaned in my ear, as his hip pounded my ass, and his cock spewed his hot, gooey white jizz deep inside my ass.

As the slamming of my ass cheeks subsided, and my gym-lover began to recover from his intense orgasm, his cock is still lodged deep inside my, my own cock is still rock hard, with piss and pre-cum dribbling from the head.

So my twink takes advantage of the calm, and pulled my cock down, and engulfs it deep inside his mouth. And sucks my cock hard deep into his throat, at the same time, messaging my balls. He's working hard to get a mouth full of my spunk.

I can feel an violent orgasm building deep within me, as I am being worked over by both my lovers. The twink on my cock, and my gym-lover on my pecks; with both hands attached to my hard protruding nipples, he is pulling and twisting them between his fingers, bring my closer and closer to blowing a huge load.

"Oh yea, oh yea, oh fuck I'm so close ... oh yea......" I am so fucking close my tows are curling... .and then I feel it! It's hot and intense, and I immediately know what's happening. And at the same time my balls explode and the twink is now gulping down mass amounts of my jiz from my throbbing balls, just as my ass is being flooded with my gym-lovers hot piss.

My orgasm is so intense my gym-lover has to hold me up, as my knees start to buckle, but all the while my cock is dumping a massive load of cum into the twink's mouth, and my ass is being filled with hot piss.

The text I sent reads: 'hey marta stud you thirsty'

I didn't have to wait long for his response, but I was completely surprised and instantly turned on by it.

'pissboy from this point on I am your MASTER! You will be my SLAVE and do what I say,

and obey each and every command do you understand me pissboy'

Immediately, my cock was hard, and completely twisted inside my jock, until I reached the pressure by pulling its head up out of the fabric cup. I winch as the tight elastic band of my jock snaps hard against my thick shaft. And as I pulled my hand away, a long strand of pre-cum was attached..... it tasted good.

'fuck yea' was my reply, and as soon as I sent it, I knew what I had done wrong.

'you will always call me sir each and every time you address me... do you understand that pissboy'

I don't know how he did the underlines in a text, but I knew he was a serious master.

'yes sir, I will never forget again sir' I could play this game, and it was quite obvious by the amount of pre-cum stream from my cock that I liked the idea.

'send me a picture of your ass pissboy' was my first command I dropped my jeans and took a picture of my ass, encased in the straps of my jock.... sent! I had to admit, I had a hot ass; two round firm bubbled cheeks, without a hair or blemish on them. And a nice wide slit, that hid a cute, pink, hairless asshole, just begging to get fucked again.

Five minutes and no response.......

'sir did you like my ass' the text read, wondering if I had turned him off

Immediately I got this

'you will never text me unless I text you pissboy'

'yes sir, sorry sir'

And then again, nothing.... I was so hot, and my cock was aching, as pre-cum seeped all lover my stomach. So I pulled my jock down under my balls and grab my hard meat and jerked myself until my balls were pulsing and I gasped loudly as my stomach was being drench, as several shots of hot cum squirted out of my cock and splattered all over me.

'pissboy a picture of your cock right now!'

My hands were covered in cum, but I grabbed the phone and snapped a picture of my spend cock, still hard, with a large dollop of cum oozing from the slit as my spent cum began running down my chest abs. sent!

His response was immediate, and not good.

'pissboy did I give you permission to cum.... you obviously don't understand

let me tell you again...... I am your MASTER you are my SLAVE and you don't

do anything unless your MASTER allows it'

Oh fuck, this guy was seriously into it, and so was I.

"master sir, I apologize for my weakness, please let me know how I can better serve you sir' Yea, I could do this!

'that's a good pissboy slave, but punishment is necessary so you will learn'

"yes sir anything you say sir' I replied

'are you naked' he asked

'no sir, not completely sir'

'whenever we are texting you will be naked.... do you understand that pissboy'

I did, and I got naked quick!

'yes sir I am naked now, and will be naked anytime we are texting sir'

'get a pair of shoes tie them together and then tie them to your balls, let them

hang like that until i allow you to take them off. and you are not allow to sit

or rest your balls in any way until I give you permission'

'yes sir, right away sir' I got a pair of my sneakers out of my closet and tied one to the other and then wrapped the other tie string around the top of my balls and tied it off nice and snug. And when I got up, they fell and pulled my balls down with them.

Again I didn't hear from him for a while, and my balls were actually starting to hurt. They were skin tight, and a dark red color with blue veins streaking through them. But I would take my punishment like a good slave, so I continued to work at my desk standing up.

I had been drinking water and beer all afternoon, so I was feeling the effects in my bladder which I wasn't about to release with out a good reason, or my masters permission. But it was starting to get dark out, and I was wondering what was up with this guy.

Having finished my work, I began walking around the house, with the sneakers swinging between my legs. My balls actually felt hot, and were hurting me quite a bit, but I didn't dare give myself any relief, again without my masters permission. I kept the phone with me just in case he sent me a text, but still none came. It had been 4 fucking hours!

I was about to sit down and pull the shoes off my hot, aching balls when my phone beeped. Thank fucking god......

'pissboy your balls should be nice and hot by now, I hope you have learned

to obey your master'

'yes sir, I will never take any liberties again, without my masters permission sir

I am your obedient slave sir' I sent back hoping he would give my balls some relief.

'ok you have proven yourself as a good slave pissboy you may remove the ball

weights after sending me a picture of your stretched out balls'

'yes sir, right away sir' and with one click of the phone and a push of the send button, I finally untied the shoe string from around the base of my balls, and sighed heavily when they were released. And then another beep

'pissboy do you have a leather slave collar'

'yes sir' I did, it was thick black leather, with a leash hook on the end, that was void of a master lock.

'good, you will follow my directions to the letter and maybe I will fuck

tonight, pissboy'

'I look forward to that sir, may I ask permission to piss sir' I sent

'you may piss a glass full every half hour, no more, and you will drink

every last drop like a good pissboy'

'Thank you sir you are very kind sir'

My cock got hard again, just thinking of his cock fucking my ass.

I would do whatever he said to get that cock in my ass. So as I waited patently for my masters instructions, I grabbed the biggest glass I had in the house, and relieved my bladder. And by the time I drank the glass empty my instructions were waiting for me on my phone

The leather collar was sticking to my neck, as I waited outside the door at the Eagle. My instructions were very clear, and I had followed them precisely. Leather dog collar, old tight jeans, and black boots, was all I was allowed to wear.

I was to drown myself in beer and water, without relief, and wait for him outside the club. Which is where I am now, and have been for 25 minutes. My bladder is tight, as I wait in the heat of the June night.

Hot guys walk past me, checking me out as I stand there waiting.

Atlanta men, there are no hotter, and I would lie in a sling all night, while any one of them dumped their load of cum deep inside my wanting ass.

But that wasn't going to be happening tonight, or was it.

I spotted my hot construction man or should I say Master as soon as he got out of his car. It was quite dark, but the dim lights in the parking lot were enough for me to see them. He wasn't along, the guy he was with was the same height, with short dark hair, and a hint of a beard surrounding his chin and mouth. They were both wearing jeans and were naked from the waist up, except for leather studded harness, that as they got closer I could see the thick piece of leather protruding into their paints, that I am sure held their cocks with a nice metal ring.

They both walked up to me, and stood. Nothing was said, and like a good slave, I was not speaking to my master until spoken too. I had played this role to many times. He pulled a black leather leash from his back pocket and clipped it on the metal ring on my collar. Pulling it taught, letting me know my place.

He shoved his hand down my jeans and grabbed my soft cock and balls. He squeezed them hard, making me wince with pain, but still I stood there, letting my master take control. His grip got tighter, and my bladder was now screaming for release, but I knew my place, and I waited.

"Fuck boy, your cock is smaller than my 15 year old brother's." He said, trying the humiliation tack. But with a 10 inch cock, I wasn't really to hurt.

"I'm sorry sir." I said

He released my package, and pulled his hand free, shoving it in my face, to lick it clean. I could taste my musk on his hand, and with deep breaths of my smell, my cock began to grow.

"You gotta piss, boy?" He asked

"Yes sir!"

"Okay, you can release until I say stop" He said

"Right here sir?" I knew it was a mistake when I said it, but...

He pulled tight on his leash, and my face was right up against his.

"PISS NOW!" He commanded.

"Yes Sir!" I responded obediently and relaxed my bladder until I felt the warmth of my piss begin to run down my leg and soak the crotch of my jeans.

A few guys had stopped, and were watching, but I didn't care. I was finally allowed to piss, and I was gasping with relief as my the piss ran down front of my jeans. It wasn't until you could hear the sound of my piss hitting the ground that he pulled on my collar.

"Enough!" He commanded

"Thank you sir, it was most kind of you" I said

He pulled me behind him, as he and his friend walked into the bar.

It was dark, and crowded, with groups of guys standing around. Some were fully dressed with jeans and a shirt, while some were in a leather or cloth jock and boots. It was the Eagle, on a Saturday night, it will get wild.

The colors of jocks, and arm bands told the story. Red, yellow, blue... oh yea it's going to be a fun night.

They walked up to the bar, as I followed obediently. I stayed behind them as they ordered beers, and shoved one at me.

"Who you got there Mark?" The bartender asked.

"It's my urinal for the night. Right boy?" He said as he turned around to me

"Yes sir" I replied.

"Nice, looks like he's ready for the job" The bartender said, looking down at my jeans

"Dude, I gotta piss bad, can I use your urinal?" I looked over at the guy standing next to my master at the bar. He was in his 40's hot body, with a red arm band tightly wrapped around his forearm. His body was in great shape, as I gazed his naked torso, his tight abs and the thick line of dark hair running from is belly button down into his jeans, my cock started to rise in my own jeans..

Master didn't say anything, he just pulled down on my leash, and I knew how to be obedient. I got down on my knees, and went to work. His jeans were zippered, so I opened the buckle of the thick leather belt, and pulled it apart. I could see his cock growing in anticipation. I popped his top button and pulled the zipper, exposing his red and black leather jock. Dale would be in heaven, I thought to myself, as I pulled down on his jock, exposing a unruly mess of dark pubic hair and his semi hard cock.

His cock was impressive, not in length, although I'd bet when completely hard, he'd be over seven inches. No, it was the girth of his cock; this guy had a very thick cock. I pulled it free from his jock, along with his hairy balls. I cupped his balls in my hand, raising his cock towards my mouth, and sat back on my heels, with my mouth wide open and waited.

My master pulled hard on my collar....."Boy, take that cock in your mouth and relieve my friend."

Without a word I moved back to my knees, and engulfed the thick head of his cock. It twitched and started to harden in my mouth, as I felt the first drops of his piss on my tongue. It was salty and warm, as his stream of piss became stronger.

My throat was open, and his piss was streaming freely down my throat, as I sucked and swallowed my first load of piss for the night. He pushed the head of his cock further into my mouth, as I worked hard to not spill any of his warm golden nectar pissing into my mouth. I drank him down until his cock was dry, and he pulled free. I licked my lips as I stood, knowing there would be a lot more to cum.

"Thanks bud, can I buy you a beer?" The guy asked my master "Sure any time. My boy here likes a good stream, don't you boy?"

"Yes, sir. I live for piss, sir" I said

"Then why the fuck did you get up, boy?" He said as he yanked my leash down hard.

My knees were on the floor again, and I was working on my masters jeans. His uncut cock and balls were immediately exposed when I opened his jeans. The thick cock ring attached to his harness pushed his junk forward. His cock was stunning, at least 6 soft uncut inches that fell over his large, egg shaped, hairless balls. I wanted him bad, not just his piss, but to get his whole cock in my mouth, and have him feed me everything his cock could shoot down my throat. So I just moved towards his cock, pushing back the skin, as I opened mouth.

The hot spray of piss hit me hard as I was moving towards him. His piss splashed against my face and began running down my chest, before I could grab hold of his pissing cock and get it into my mouth. The flow was substantial, as I gulped hard trying to keep up with the volume of piss his cock was dumping into my mouth.

His taste was good, almost creamy, warm, and with a slight hint of tang. I drank the yellow liquid down as fast as I could, knowing that once he was drained, I might be able to suck his cum right out of his balls.

I drank him dry, sucking every ounce of piss out of his cock that I could. And when I knew he was done, I brought his soft cock deeper into my mouth, and began to suck him hard.

His cock grew rapidly in my mouth, and soon, I only had 3 or 4 inches of his 8 inch hard cock still in my mouth. And then I began to suck him off, sliding his cock in an out, licking his now exposed cock head, and the globs of pre-cum oozing from his slit.

The pain was what stopped me as I rose up off my knees. My master held tight to a clump of my hair, pulling me up off his cock.

"Did I say you could suck me off" He said in my face

"No sir"

"Than don't take liberties boy!" He said, as he handed me my beer "Drink this down now, and this one too" He said pushing another full beer towards me.

I already had to piss bad, drinking the two loads of piss and downing the two beers wasn't going to help. But I would wait for permission to relieve myself, just as my master would want me to.

"What the fuck boy!" Master said as he looked down "There's fucking piss on the ground, what the fuck is wrong with you?" He said, pulling my collar down as I fell to my knees. "Clean that up, boy!" Was all he said, as I bent down, and licked all my master's spilled piss off the dirty floor

"I guess your not trained enough to be our here. Come with me boy!" he said, pulling me up off my knees and towards the back of the bar.

He dragged me into the bathroom, and shoved me between two urinals.

"Kneel boy!" he said as he reached into his back pocket and produced to sets of handcuffs. And soon I was attached by my wrist to the flushing pipes of both urinals.

"Piss pigs need to be in a piss pen. You stay here and drink down ever man that will give you his piss. Each time someone walks in, your mouth better be wide open, inviting whom ever needs relief to use you, piss boy!" He commanded, just as a guy walked up behind him.

"Yes sir!" I said, and opened my mouth wide, just as my master moved away, giving way to the man that needed to piss.

He looked at me, and then back at Master, who nodded. His cock was dark, and hair protruded from his zipper as he pushed his cock into my mouth. His stream came out strong, as his large spray of piss flooded my mouth instantly.

I gagged and spit as I wasn't ready for so much piss so quick,, but soon I was swallowing his load down my throat as fast as he could piss it into my mouth. As for how it tasted, I didn't fucking know, I was to drunk on beer and piss.

He pissed for a good two minutes, and then he pulled his cock from my mouth, shook the last drops all over me, and walked out the door, as he zipped himself up. That's when I noticed the line up.

Three guys standing there with their cocks out in their hands. I opened my mouth wide, as I was instructed, and the first guy walked up and place the tip of his soft cock on my tongue. I closed my lips softly around the skin of his head and waited.

His stream soon started, and it was so fucking good! I don't know what this guy ate, or drank but I loved the taste of his piss. I began sucking harder, wanting more and more, as his cock continued to fill my mouth with his yellow nectar.

"Fuck dude, let's go I gotta piss here!" The third guy said "Yea, yea, I'll almost done!" my pisser said in a soft, moaning voice.

But his piss continued to flow, and I was in fucking heaven. That was until I felt the hot piss hit my face, and immediately run down all over me. I looked over, and the guy who couldn't wait, was pissing on me, actually, all over me, as he moved his piss cock all round, up and down, drenching me with his hot piss.

I didn't care, there was no way I was giving up this stud's pissing cock until I had every drop of his delicious yellow piss. And when he finally pulled his cock from my mouth, I pushed forward, licking the last drops off the head of his semi hard cock.

"Thank you!" I said, as he walked away.

Two more guys were now waiting for me, as the other guy continued to piss on me. I opened my mouth again, and the next guy walked up, and pissed. Then another and another, and another. There were a few breaks, but they only lasted a couple of minutes maybe another guy used me as his urinal. But for the most part, I was either sucking down some guy's piss, or getting hosed down by their pissing cocks.

My master came in a couple of times, just to make sure I was obeying his command. Once he came over and fed me, or I should say relieved himself in me. As he pulled me into his crotch by my hair, shoving his pissing cock further down my throat, gagging and almost suffocating me as my face was plastered up against his hairy crotch.

I was in there for over an hour, and must to have drain at least 20 or more cocks. I was drenched in piss, and not just other guys, my own too. I pissed myself at least 4 times, as I was either drinking someone else's piss or getting piss on. So when my construction guy, oops, my master came in and released me, he made me strip right there, leaving me in just my boots.

I know I smelled like piss, I can smell it myself, as I was pulled by my leash, naked, through the maze of half naked men, in a bar that is wall to wall with fucking hot Atlanta men. Unfortunately, not many really notice me, as it's Saturday night at the Eagle.

I know exactly where he is taking me, and I go willingly. The room is crowded, but only two of the four slings are occupied. Both with hot guys getting there assholes fisted hard.

"In the sling boy!" Master says

I turn, and fall back into the sling, and slide myself into position. He grabs one boot and wraps it round the stirrup, and then the other. Oh fuck, this is going to be fucking hot!

"All right guys, fill him up! After that, the beers are on me."

Master say, as the first guy walks up between my legs. I am so ready to get fucked.... yea give it to me.

I feel him play with my ass a bit, and then the warmth of his cock head pushes against my asshole. It passes easily into me, but he's not hard. 'ooooooohhhh' Fuck yea!

His piss warms my asshole instantly, as his strong stream of hot piss fills my ass and gushes deep into the bowels of my asshole. He moans softly as his bladder is emptying, as do I, as the warmth of his piss engulfs my whole body.

As he pulls his spent cock from my ass, there is another to take his place. Again, the warmth fills my ass, as he pushes his hard pissing cock deeper inside me. I clamp my ass muscles around his cock, making him push a bit deeper, as his cock spews his hot yellow liquid, filling my hole. And then another, does the same, and another, and pretty soon my stomach and ass are getting tight, as each guy lines up again to use my ass as a urinal. My master is still there rubbing my stomach, making sure that nothing leaks out of my ass. And when he feels I've had enough, he sends the rest of the line away.

"Boy, your fucking full of piss, but before we get you down, I need to piss." He says as he walks around the sling and gets between my legs.

I don't know if I can take any more, but that's not how this game is played.

"Yes sir, please give me all your piss sir." I plead, as he shoves his soft cock deep inside my piss drenched hole.

He looks down as me, as his cock is pisses hard inside me. His hands reach for my nipples and twist them hard. My cock hardens instantly, as he pulls and pinches my now erect nipples relentlessly. I can feel his cock harden inside me as he continues to piss.

"You like that boy don't you? You fucking piss pig!" He spits "Yes sir" I say loudly, as I am in fucking heaven. "May I piss sir?" I ask, as my bladder is so fucking full.

"Yes, you may. But be careful not to get any on me boy!' he say pulling his hands away from my aching nipples.

I reach for my hard cock, and position it like I have so many times before. My heavy stream of piss explodes from my cock, and arch's over my head, until I adjust my hand, and soon I am gulping down mouths full of my own delicious hot piss.

Gulp after gulp; I have lots of practice with my aim, as my cock spews a steady stream of piss right into my open mouth. My throat opens and closes as needed, as I swallow the warmth of myself once again.

"Good pig, drink that piss straight from your own cock!" Master says as his own cock is still filling me.

Obviously I can't respond, as my mouth is on the verge of overflowing. But I am an expert at this, never spilling a drop. Practice came as a teenager, when I first discovered the wonderful world of piss.

Many a time my parents almost caught me draining my own hot piss into my mouth, so I learned to piss in bed at night. Aiming my cock to my mouth, first with towels all around me, but soon, I was pissing straight into my mouth, not spilling a drop.

I'm so into drinking my own piss, that I didn't realize my master had pulled out, until I felt the push of the rubber plug go deep inside me.

Piss splattered all over my face, as he shoved the large butt plug deep inside my asshole.

"Oh FUCK!" I said as the rubber plug sat tight inside me.

"That's for later boy, I want to keep all that piss inside you."

He said as he extended his hand to pull me from the sling.

"You are one fucking hot piss pig" He said, as he pulled my head to his, and we kissed hard. "Now I'm going to take you home and FUCK that piss right out of you"

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