Bens Adventures

Details about the Pig's duties

Have fun with my little fictional story. I know, some of you want to hear about the action quicker. But arent the preparations, the excitement before joining a cool event, are part of the fun? Leave remarks, I am looking reading them!

The shaving was done! The 19-year-old Tobi and the 5 years older Ben lay on the double bed in the hotel room that they had rented for the weekend in preparation for their sex adventure. It was late afternoon, and while it was very pleasant in the room thanks to the air conditioning, the summer sun was burning outside in Frankfurt. Tobi had not missed the opportunity oiling up Ben with the body lotion at the end of his shave to make him shine, just as he himself had been shining for an hour. And now Tobi admired the reflections of the light on the muscles of the swimmer's body in front of him.

"So, you really want me to go to the park with you shaved as smooth as a baby's ass" asked Tobi.

"Would be a good plan, here in the room we just lie around, I packed a Frisbee disc, maybe a cold beer from a kiosk?"

"Do you think with our empty bellies alcohol makes sense? I'm sure I'll be stoned after just one bottle!"

To stay completely clean at the Group Party over the weekend, the two had decided to drink only buttermilk and juice since Wednesday and otherwise fast. Ben, who had already attended that very party three times, had had good experiences with it.

"Better to be drunk later in bed, as being as excited as you still are."

Although Tobi was already noticeably more chilled since the reunion at the train station in Frankfurt 4 hours ago, a nervousness was still noticeable. How could it be otherwise? The first time as a passive in front of a group of probably 30 active fuckers? What had Ben just persuaded him to do?

"Okay, then let's go to the park, but I decide what you wear!" There it was again, this latent dominance of the younger Twink, what made Ben so hot again and again. Where did this slim young something get this self-confidence from? 3 months ago when they first met in Berlin Tobi was the shy boy next door. And now he was getting more and more rebellious!

"When I was digging your shaving stuff out of your backpack earlier, this happened to fall into my hands...", and Tobi waved a pair of short pink running shorts in Ben's face. Crap! Ben had totally forgotten about them. 4 weeks ago he had ordered them on the Internet because he found them so horny and humiliating. At the sides cut in almost to the waistband, so that one could easily see the side of his muscle ass. In addition, this shiny pink nylon fabric. The shipment from China had been delayed multiple times, and at some point the small package was in the pick up station for packages of DHL. Ben had disposed the packaging of the little fabric directly at the spot and stuffed the panties somewhere in his backpack. Apparently, the same backpack as he had taken for his Frankfurt trip.

"Um, that one just happens to be..." protested Ben.

"I don't care. Me for the first time smooth and oily, you for the first time pink. I think that's fair. And your skimpiest tank top!"

Equipped like that, they start off into the park. Of course, Tobi had not allowed him any underwear under the skimpy panties. What for? Ben had bought this tiny fabric to show off. Bad luck for him. But not to walk through town! For the kinky club or CSD, that had been his plan. In the ‘drinking hall’, as one called kiosks in Frankfurt, they got themselves cold beer. Of course, Tobi let Ben stand in line, and watched Ben wait. His loose tank top gave him a view through the holes in his arms over his muscles almost to his nipples. More precisely, depending on his movements, you could even see a nipple sometimes. And the tiny pants pants.... horny sight, not only for him, obviously.

In the park, when they finally sat on the grass, Tobi could not keep back his curiosity. Perhaps the first sips of beer also made him talkative:

"How many passives and actives do you think we'll be tomorrow?"

"Hard to say, so far it's always been 6 to 8 passives at the most, and something like 25 to 30 actives. But now after the long lockdown, I would imagine there will be more."

"And the actives are all like up to 40 years old, you say?"

"Yeah, something like that. I didn't ask for IDs, of course. But that's about right."

"And did you think they were all hot? Or were there also guys where you thought: Not quite my type?"

"Well, there were never any total failures. But with some of them I already thought: Normally I wouldn't have let you to touch me."

"And then you spread your legs and smile, anyway?"

"Sure, party rules: As a passive you can't refuse anyone a fuck."

"And then they inseminated you too?"

"Partially. The actives don't cum with every fuck. But if they do, their sperm ends up inside you mostly."

In the brief silence, both boys felt a stirring their shorts. Ben liked this kind of humiliation, just being used under certain circumstances. Or like now being so sparsely clothed and pink on the street. For Tobi, on the other hand, it was a huge step: first group session, the actives more than twice his age, the countless fucks for his young cunt. Still, to spend the event together with Ben, and to see Ben as the humiliated fucked and inseminated sporty....

"And what happens to the sperm inside you?", Tobi wanted to know next.

"Officially, you're not supposed to push it out, but keep it in. But at late Friday evening, when we can start walking around a bit without being commanded to the next fuck, we all start dripping. And I think that's what most actives want to see: Our smeared asses with the sperm running down our legs. Frankly, the sight makes me horny, too."

Tobi stopped breathing for a moment. To see Ben's muscular ass totally smeared with lube and cum, maybe with a trace of cum down his smooth legs, and that maybe in the reflection of the light from some half-dark lamps: the idea turned him on totally. And the next moment, the thought: he himself would feel exactly the same at that moment.

"What is it like, 'being commanded to fuck'", Tobi had asked similar questions in the uncountable phone calls with Ben, but now being confronted with the reality in about 24 hours made him ask similar questions again. Every piece of information counted!

"Well during the tapping all the passives get numbers. Maybe you'll be Pig 2, maybe I'll be Pig 6. And we'll just keep that ‘name’ through the party. Except for us passives among us, you'll only be addressed like that. And if someone calls 'Pig 2, go back there in the sling' or 'Pig 2, come here and sit on my dick' then you just do that. And you do it immediately. No quick drink or a bite, or quickly telling someone something: a fuck always has priority."

"And while I'm being fucked?"

"Then you're taken care of. Then you do nothing. Just keep getting nailed. But if you're just giving a blowjob, then the fuck has prio."

"Then won't the active one I'm just blowing get pissed off?"

"Party rule. The active ones know them too. If someone wants to be sucked by you so much, then he should get a second active for your cunt. Then he can get sucked undisturbed."

Ben's matter-of-factly way explaining him the customs at the party made Tobi horny again. That was why he had signed up, after all. The idea that two active guys could simply agree on the use of his two holes: Insane.

"And if the two actives would then say, 'Pig 2, turn around,' I would have to take the cock fresh out of my cunt into my mouth?"

"Yeah, that's why all the passives are so eager coming to the party totally clean. And at the end, that's why all attendees bring a fresh certificate that they are free of STD's. It may well be that you have to suck a cock that comes fresh out of my cunt. Or just any other pig."

Okay, ass-to-mouth with himself, Tobi had already expected that after all the stories. But now he should also take cocks in his mouth, which came directly from the cunt of another boy? With the taste of sperm loads and the cunt slime that was probably still dripping warm on him? Why the hell was he here?

"Get over it, it tastes just like it does from your own hole. Lube and sperm. And they only have one kind of lube there, and the sperm is mixed after 3 hours anyway."

There it was again: these unemotional explainations of Ben. He had already blown such cocks clean several times. For him, Tobi, tomorrow would be the first time. Nevertheless, Ben's calm way of lying next to him in the grass calmed Tobi down a bit. If he could do it, he would be able to do it too!!!

"And when I have to piss, I announce it loudly, right?"

"Exactly, mostly you will notice it while you are being fucked. If you're just running around freely because there's no one inside you, then you go somewhere where some active people can hear you."

"And then I just say 'Pig X needs to piss'?"

"Right. And if no one responds, you repeat it once or twice more."

"And if still no one reacts?"

"What's the point of being a pig? Then you let run."

"Wow, that's cool. Does that happen often?"

"The more booze, the more often. But it's not so easy to piss while you're being nailed."

"And is it also possible to get pissed on?" the thought of playing games with piss visibly excited Tobi.

"That's why you have to announce to piss. Then it could happen, that they put someone under the fuck bench you are on, and then you just let it run over the other pig. Or they put you underneath and let you get a shower from another pig that needs to piss."

"Wow. And you told me that we passives don't get a normal shower until Sunday," it was more of a statement than a question from Tobi. Ben couldn't tell exactly which part of his answer had made Tobi hornier: just pissing all over someone, or lying under a pissing cock. What was clear, however, was that the kid was getting hornier at the thought of piss. Good to know for his next visit to Berlin.

"What do you do then so fully showered?"

"Plenty of kitchen roll is lying around anyway. Otherwise, with these temperatures, maybe go out for 10 minutes and let it dry?"

Although it was only meant to be as a pragmatic him from Ben, the last answer made Tobi visibly nervous. So piss on his skin is his thing, Ben thought. Good.

"And if we're not pissing on each other, how do we piss?", Tobi quickly wanted to know to distract a bit.

"Quite often, when it's not ugly outside, you have to go out on the grass. Mostly then doggy style and let it run. When doing so, you can also get rid of some cum from your cunt if you're too pumped up. I hope you can pee in front of spectators?"

"They stand around you while you piss?"

"Sure. Why not?"

"And if you can't piss like that?"

"There was once a pig that could not. He got one of those catheters."

"You mean a tube through the dick into the bladder? Like in the hospital?"

"Exactly like that. Then there was a clamp on the front at the hose. And when he had to or should piss he was simply opened."

"As soon as my dick is a little less conspicuous again, we should play Frisbee. And after that I have a few questions about the examination and auction. Another beer?", with that Tobi fished for himself and Ben the second bottle of beer from the backpack.  

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