After hydrating heavily before I left for Chicago, I got in the car but purposely left my cock hanging out of the zipper of my jeans. After about 10 minutes on the highway, I already had to piss. Hence my big water bottle.
Hearing my hot piss splash against the bottom of the bottle made me even thirstier, and chubbed my cock as it continued to spray my hot piss, filling the bottle rapidly. So, with one hand on the wheel, and the other pushing he bottom of the bottle against my crotch, as my cock was emptying my bladder so I could recycle and not piss my pants.
I was recycling every drop of my piss and was up my third full bottle of recycled piss when I started seeing signs for Chicago, and by the time I got off the highway, I was drinking down my 4th. Joey had sent me directions to his house that was NW of Chicago in a Lake in the hills, and my GPS said I was only 10 minutes away from his place.
I was so fucking juiced to party with Joey, I know he likes to be dominated, which is kind of hot. I’ve actually started to get off watching his videos where the guys are commanding him to clean their shoes, smell their dirty socks, and lick their sneakers clean. Just thinking about it, my cock is now fucking hard as a rock. This is going to be an epic weekend.
I parked on the street in front of his house. It was a brick, single story house, with two windows on each side of the front door. As I was walking up steps to the front door I saw a plaque in bold capital letters with Joey’s last name; BIANCHl. That when I noticed that my cock was still hanging out of my pants. It was just after 11AM and since there was no one around, I thought fuck it, and just kept walking.
Not seeing a doorbell, I knocked on the front door, and waited as my cock hardening with anticipation.
“If it’s another fag….!” a gruff voice bellowed from inside the house.
I barely got another knock on the door when it was yanked open. Startled, I tried to step back, but a tall dark-haired guy grabbed my arm and pulled me in and slammed the door behind me. The guy in front of me wasn’t Joey, he was in tattered jeans and a red hoodie. As I looked at him, I recognized him from a few of Joey’s videos
“Who the fuck are you?” the guy asked. “You know what, I don’t give a fuck who you are, get the fuck over here and service me boy!”
I looked around and immediately saw Joey on his knees, in front of Justin who I immediately recognized from the many videos Joey had posted with him. He was one of Joey’s regulars, straight guy that love to dominate twinks like us. He’s got lots of slaves, male and female. And sometimes while Joey is servicing his feet, he’s got a chick giving him a blow job at the same time. And just as Joey looked my way, his golden curls bouncing on his head, Justin slapped him.
“Hey fucker! Eyes on the prize here.” Justin demanded. “Open up faggot.”
I watched as Joey leaned forward and opened his mouth wide. Justin leaned in and spat right into his mouth. “Now clean my fucking shoes!”
Joey quickly picked up Justin’s long leg again and began licking the soles and side of his sneakers.
“What the fuck is that!” The guy said looking at my cock that was sticking straight out of my jeans. “Put that shit away. I don’t want to see your fucking cock faggot. Put that shit back in your pants and get on the floor and service me now.” The other guy said, as he walked over to the couch, sitting right next to Justin, as I followed him and did exactly as he demand.
With both Joey and I on our knees, next to each other I followed his lead. When Joey took off Justin’s shoes, I did the same. If Joey sniffed Justin’s socks, so did I, and when he pulled the socks off Justin’s feet, I did the same. But when Joey started licking his toes and sucking them into his mouth, I froze.
“Fucking fag, what’s wrong. Lick my fucking feet, or no reward for you today.” I moved my eyes to Joey, he had the whole of Justin’s block of toes in his mouth, and I could see his tongue licking in between each one.
Not knowing the reward, but seeing the punishment for failure to comply, I started licking the guy’s feet and tows. I couldn’t believe how fucking erotic it was, my fucking cock boned immediately. I started licking faster, and then sucking on his toes, I couldn’t get enough and I could already feel my cock leaking massive amounts of precum in my underwear.
“Fuck, this little faggot is good. He’s a really sub-boy for sure. You want to try him Justin?” he asked.
“Joey’s my boy, I’ll stick with him. Right Joey!” Justin said, leaning forward. Joey took his toes out of his mouth and leaned in, as Justin pulled up a nice wad of spit from the back of his throat and spat it into right into Joey’s mouth.
“Thank you, sir!” Joey said and went right back to sucking on his toes.
“Come here boy, let me give you some of my DNA.” He said and moved forward.
Fuck did I really want someone to spit in my mouth? Well, fuck yea he’s hot and I’d drink his piss for sure, so why not! Quickly, I let go of his big toe I was sucking on and leaned in and opened my mouth. It was warm and gooey as his glob of slimy spit ran filled my mouth and then slid down my throat. It was so fucking hot, I actually came in my pants.
“Boy did you just cum?” he asked, and both Justin and Joey looked at me.
I looked down. “Ahhh yea, sorry sir.” I said softly.
“Don’t call sir, I’m your Master! Now Come here faggot!” he said, and put his hands on my face, forcing my mouth opened and spit in it again.
I felt my cock jerk yet again, even though my balls were already drained. He shoved his foot back in my face so, I began licking the from the heal up, then taking each toe in my mouth and sucking on it until Master started rubbing his cock.
“Justin, I think these boys are ready for their reward.” Master said, as I was sucking hard on his big toe.
I looked over at Joey, who had one of Justin’s socks in his mouth, while Justin had the other one smashed up against his nose. But Justin nodded at Master and got up. Joey took the sock out of his mouth, and put it on Justin’s foot, and then the other. I mimicked his action with my master until we had clothed and shoed our master’s feet. They both walked into the kitchen as Joey followed on his hands and knees, which I did as well, not wanting to upset my Master.
I watched as they both unzipped their pants and released their cocks. I looked over at Joey for guidance, but he just knelt there watching them. Shortly they both began to piss, not on us, or in our mouths, but on the floor. Again, Joey stayed right where he was, as he watched both of them piss all over his kitchen floor.
I knelt right next to Joey, watching as these two guys continued to piss. The kitchen wasn’t that big, so it was starting to flood as piss was flowing all over the floor. And when they had finally fully drained their bladders, they put their cocks back in their pants, they left without a word.
I looked over at Joey, he smiled. “That was fucking hot!” He said as he stood up and ripped his shirt over his head, then dropped his pants and underwear on the floor. His cock was semi hard, as he got down on his hands and knees and started sucking up their spent piss that was all over the floor.
I watched him, as he licked and sucked the puddles of piss off his floor, until he looked at me. “What the fuck Ash, get down here and help me clean this up.”
I stood and got naked fast; my cock was rock hard as I knelt on the piss covered floor and licked up as much piss as I could as fast as I could. But my bladder was so fucking full, and my hard-on was so fucking taut, that it almost hurt. So, with Joey still on his hands and knees, his face to the floor drinking the warm piss, I stood over him and let my bladder go. Piss gushed out of my cock like a geyser, shooting up past my face and over my head until it came raining down on Joey’s back. He turned to look at what I was doing, and when he saw my geyser of piss, he rolled onto his back and opened his mouth, drinking in all my recycled piss that splattered all over his naked body.
With the floor licked clean by both of us, we moved back into the living room and just hung out on the couch.
“Hey, you want to watch the video?” Joey asked
“Video, I didn’t film anything.” I said
Joey jumped off the couch and grabbed a remote and pushed a couple of buttons and there was Joey, Justin, and Master as Joey was servicing them both until you could hear me knocking on the door.
“No fucking way, you’ve got cameras in here?” I asked, totally shocked to see me walk into his apartment with my semi hard cock sticking out of my pants.
We sat there and watched as I licked Master’s shoes and Joey licked Justin’s feet clean. By this time, we were both hard and I could see my cock was leaking down my shaft, especially when I started sucking on Master’s toes. It was so fucking hot, and then when he spat in my mouth….ahhh.
“Did you really cum in your pants?” Joey asked.
I reached down and pulled my yellow briefs from my pants. I held them up, a glob of my wet cum still clumped in the pouch. Suddenly Joey snapped them out of my hand and held them up to his nose and mouth as he licked the remnants of my orgasm the was clinging to the fabric of my underwear.
He looked so fucking hot sitting there, my underwear smashed against his face, his hard cock sticking up between his legs. I couldn’t resist; I bent down and took the full length of his cock deep into my mouth until my lips were grazing against his balls.
A muffed moan came from above me as I sucked him off vigorously. His precum coating my tongue as I bobbed up and down on his hard, thick shaft. It didn’t take too long to get him off, and soon my mouth was awash with his warm, pungent cum that continuously filled my mouth as I swallowed and drank his whole load down.
I looked up at a spent Joey, licking the last of his jizz off my lips.
“Hey, let’s go find some piss to drink!” he said as he jumped off the couch.
“I’m down with that!”
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