Date: Wed, 21 Apr 2010 15:31:22 -0700 (PDT)
From: Mr Stretch <rockonmr2010@yahoo.com>
Subject: gym jocks bitch

	If you are a minor or offended by sex between men, please leave
now. Otherwise, enjoy.

	"Pig for use in room 217!" I could hear my master shouting down the
halls of the Chicago bath house. I was on all fours, naked, ass to the open
door in room 217. He left me there unprotected and told me to eat as much
cum and drink as much piss as I was offered, for it would be all I would
eat or drink until he allowed me to leave. It was only 9pm on Friday night,
and I knew we would not leave until the next day.
	The patrons did not take long to take my master up on his
offer. Within minutes, I had a hairy bear daddy shoving his huge uncut,
filthy cock in my mouth, telling me to taste his head cheese. Another guy,
who I could not see, was reading the graffiti written on my ass with
indelible marker. "It says, 'Sperm bank: make a deposit.' Don't mind if I
do. Some piggy knows his rightful place in the world." He started dry
fucking my boi cunt, while the bear at my face taunted me, telling me to
savor his head cheese.
	"I haven't washed this foreskin all week. I've been trucking all
over the midwest, leaving piss, spooge, and ass juice just for a slut like
you to enjoy." I've never tasted such a nasty flavoured cock in all my
life, and I've tasted a few! He seemed further happy by the bitter look on
my face, knowing how hard it was for my to clean his nasty cock head with
my tongue when it was so dirty and ripe. My humiliation couldn't get any
worse. Or could it?
	The guy fucking me was in deep now, really raping my ass. I was in
a state of sexual saturation where was just the fuck toy now, not part of
the pleasure, but only the object of their lust and needs. He was hold me
tight at my hips, really pulling out far then slamming hard into my aching
hole while he grunted profanities at me, or maybe was just reading the
messages on my back. "Take that, you stupid fuck hole. Cunt for
breeding. I'll make a deposit you won't soon forget." I could hear other
men, now looking in from the doorway as these two used me at both ends. The
onlookers cheered them on. Soon, the top riding me slapped my ass and said,
"Here comes your deposit, pig!" He pushed hard into me and I could feel his
cock throb and throb as it shot multiple thick wads of man cum into my
guts. My eyes were full of tears from the blow job I was giving
Mr. Foreskin, but I was also grateful for the cum that might now help lube
my ass for the next fucker in line.
	"How's the pig holding up?" I heard a familiar voice at the
door. It was my master, returned from spreading the word about my purpose
tonight to please any man who wanted to use me.
	"We've just warmed him up," said the man who fucked me. He pulled
out with a sloppy "plop" sound, and slapped my ass. "Who's next?" he asked
as he stepped away.
	"I've got to take a wicked piss," said a voice from the door. Mind
if I use his ass for that?" he asked my master.
	"Knock yourself out. He'll take whatever you give him, man."
	Soon, the guy at my face was rapid fucking my throat while I felt a
new cock inserted into me. The guy who was to piss in me was hung. I could
tell because despite me earlier fucks and anal beads, his girth really was
an effort to push into me. Once he was in me, the fucked me for a few
minutes until he was all the way in. "It's gonna take me a while to relax
enough to piss in him. I'm just gonna watch you face fuck him for a while,"
he said to the guy at my face. I was breathing just through my nose now,
when I could come up far enough to open my air way. I knew the bear was
close, because he pushed my head down hard til my chin was on his hairy
nuts, and I though I would pass out from lack of air when I felt the
pulsing in my throat. This guy was a heavy shooter. I could feel his cock
just as it went down my gullet. As he pulled back for the last few shots, I
hoped to get some of his nector on my tongue to help wash away the horrible
taste of his foreskin. I gasped loudly for air, and I heard one man say,
"Don't worry if he passes out... he'll resist less when you fuck him!"
Everyone laughed. I felt so humiliated.
	Just as I was catching my breath, the cock in my ass began to
soften just slightly, and then I felt it. I was being flooded with his
piss. As my bowels and belly started to bloat, I realized he was serious
that he had to take a wicked piss. He was really stretching my limits. I
was filled so full, I was writhering in pain. "Hold on to it pig," was all
he said as he continued to fill me. When the flow lessened, he began to
thrust slowly in and out of my ass. He had a huge cock. I would picture its
girth and length just from the feeling in my ass. Another man came to my
face and told me to open up. I thought he wanted a blow job, but he simply
put his uncut forskin to my lips and started to piss. "Drink up pig!"
	I was a cum and piss recepticle at both ends now. The guy in my ass
had regained his full erection and he wasted no time fucking me with an ass
full of cum. He would humiliate me further, saying, "That' right
slut. Fucking a whore full of own piss is one nasty thing. You sure are
well trained."
	"Yes, he is," my master would chime in. I couldn't see him, but I
knew he was at the door or in the hall watching it all, taking it all in as
these men used me.
	When I finished drinking the piss at my mouth, the guy inside my
ass bucked hard and unleased his cum in me. "Now that's one enema this pig
must drink."
	"Oh, I can arrange that. Lets take him to the sling room," my
master said. As the top pulled out of me, he came to my face.
	"Clean me off, pig!"
	I was mesmorized my his cock. It was really the biggest dick I had
ever seen. He was only about 5foot five tall, but this stud had the cock of
a stallion. I slurped on his meet, tasting his piss and cum and my ass
juices on his dick.
	My master inserted a butt plug in my hole and invited the whole
cast of onlookers to join us in the sling room. I was dragged to my feet
and jostled up a set of stairs and down another dark hallway.
	There were four slings in this large room, one in each corner. Two
were being used by masters fucking their twinks, but my master directed me
to an empty one. He lifted me in like I was weightless, but I felt so heave
from the huge load of piss inside of me.
	"My slut will drink this enema for your entertainment," my master
said to the crowd. On my back with my legs in the air, strapped to the
sling chains, I could see at least eight men around me, all in various
leather attire and cock rings, all sporting intimidating and hostile erect
cocks.
	My master pulled the plug from my ass, and told me to release only
a little piss/cum at a time. He held a large mug under my butt, and
immediately more squirted out than he was happy with. He hit me hard on the
ass, shouting, "Slow down, bitch! You'll be punished for not being better
controlled, pig."
	I clenched hard to stop the flow, really struggling now to
projectile squirt the full contents of my butt on the crowd. He brought the
jug to my lips, as all the men started chanting, "Chug. Chug. Chug."
	I felt like a fuck toy at a frat party. I drank the contents
quickly, hoping it would mean he'd let me release more from my ass as soon
as possible.
	He kept up this routine telling me to release, stop, then chug. It
took almost 7 full mugs before my bowels were empty. The piss was really
strong and cum flavored from the two loads I had taken. By now, one of the
other tops who had fucked his twink in a sling asked if I could rim his
boy. My master seemed so willing to go with any suggestion made tonight. My
own bladder was straining to piss, as I was unshackled and lifted to my
feet. "Crawl to him," my master commaned. I made my way through the crowd
to the twink's red and exposed ass in the sling. He was clearly puckered up
tight, also trying hard to hold in a load. "Don't spill any," my master
said to me, and I sucked lightly on this boi's pucker.
	SWISH..... Holy crap! I thought I just had to rim the lad, but he
also had a bowel full of piss and cum. I had to really open my mouth and
place it wide around his anus as he opened it to release his load. I could
barely swallow fast enough, but the boi seemed to syncronize with me, so
that I could swallow as he'd spurt out piss and cum. Soon, I had a
distended belly from a full bladder, on my knees in front of a room full of
sadistic top stud, sucking a stanger twink boi's ass cunt. When he was done
releasing his bowels into my mouth, the taunting started.
	"Eat that boi's ass, pig. Clean him up for another round, you
filthy whore. Earn your keep tonight, slut. Suck that nasty fuck hole."
	I was too afraid not to comply. I stepped up my effort, sucking a
rimming this boi for all I was worth. He seemed to enjoy it as his cock
sprang to life.
	"My boi hasn't cum for two weeks now. I guess he's earned it," said
his master. "Pig, suck my boi's cock, but don't swallow. I need you to feed
it to him."
	As I started sucking his cock, I couldn't hold my bladder any
longer. I let loose a piss stream so thick and ropey, it surprised everyone
in the room.
	"Loose cannon!" Some of the men started yelling, laughing at my
complete humiliation. They didn't seem to care that I was sucking off a
twink while spraying the leather harness sling and this boi's backside with
my recycled piss.
	The boi bucked immediately, so I bobbed back, holding only his boi
cock head in my mouth. I let his load jet into my mouth, holding it to feed
back to him. He must have been edging for a long time, because his load was
abundant and hard not to swallow.
	"Feed him, pig," was all his master said when the boi finished
bucking.
	I felt a hand reinstert a plug into my ass as I leaned over the
boi's mouth to feed him his cum. His beautiful eyes were full of gratitude
for helping him find release in so many ways, and for feeding him his
reward. I had no idea what further things could happen tonight.
	Then, my master said, "Piercing time, pig. Let's go."
	Shit... now what was in store?

To be continued.
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