Date: Wed, 20 Jul 2005 21:51:29 -0700 (PDT)
From: Michael Davis <nastybottom_in_vegas@yahoo.com>
Subject: Redeye Sniffer - Part 2

This story depicts acts of a homosexual nature and includes frank
descriptions of watersports and raunch.  If you are underage or
offended by this type of behavior, please do not read any further. If you
like the story, please send me an email: nastybottom_in_vegas@yahoo.com

Thanks to everyone who has written to me over the last couple of months.
You have encouraged and inspired me to keep writing. This one's for you.

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I just sat there, sort of half paying attention as Treavor went through the
Powerpoint presentation he had been preparing on the plane. All I could
think about was his ass and the farts he was releasing into my nose while
he was working on it. This, of course, led me to thinking of the amazing
fuck he had thrown me after I drove him to his corporate apartment. He
wrapped up his presentation and answered a short round of questions. My
boss thanked him and said that the meeting would adjourn for half an
hour. Treavor asked my boss where the restroom was located.

"Alex," my boss said, tossing me a key, "could you show Treavor to the
executive washroom?"

"Yes Sir." I replied and walked out the door with Treavor following me.

When we got to the door, I unlocked it and stood to the side. As Treavor
walked past me and into the restroom, he softly but forcefully said,
"inside." I glanced to see that nobody was watching me and then walked in
behind him.  He locked the door and walked over to the toilet. I dutifully
fell to my knees and crawled over to between his legs. Like the scene in
the apartment, he farted loudly and pushed my head between his thighs to
sniff it up. Then he grabbed my hair and pulled my mouth onto his cock,
just as his piss started to flow. I quickly started to drink it down as his
turds started to splash into the bowl. He grunted and pushed out his
shitload as the last dribbles of his hot piss landed on my tongue.

When he was done, he stood up and bent over. Like before the command was
simply, "asswipe."

He reached back and spread his cheeks to allow me to get in and clean his
shitter completely with my tongue. It was a little dirtier than it was
earlier that morning, but it wasn't too bad. After I was done to his
satisfaction, he stood up, pulled up his pants and tucked in his shirt. He
looked himself over in the mirror and walked over to the door, unlocked it
and left.

I just stayed there for a minute, amazed that this was happening to me and
quickly realized where I was. I went over and re-locked the door, flushed
Treavor's shitlogs and used some of the mouthwash that was on the
counter. I couldn't imagine going back into the meeting with the smell of
Treavors piss and shit on my breath.

After I was sure I was presentable again, I unlocked the door and left. As
I walked out, there was a suit from another department about to unlock the
door and go in. Thank god nature hadn't called him five minutes earlier.

I returned to the meeting and sat through the remainder of the
presentation. I sat there just remembering and re-living the events of the
last 24 hours. I was a mess. I couldn't focus or concentrate on what was
going on. And to make it worse, I had a raging hardon that would not go
away. Finally, the meetings were done and I could relax. I went into my
office and replied to a few urgent emails and was packing up to go home
when my boss walked in.

"Having trouble staying focused in there?" he smiled.

"Um... yes sir. Sorry about that." I apologized.

"I can understand that, you were on a plane all night. Must not have gotten
more than a few hours of sleep." He said.

"Yes, that's exactly it." I said, thankful that he had thrown me a
lifeline.

"I just hope that Treavor wasn't offended," he said looking behind him and
closing the door, "I am going to tell you something, but it is strictly
confidential. Can you keep a secret till tomorrow evening?"

I nodded.

"This will be announced officially tomorrow at the close of business, but I
have been offered a promotion and will be moving to Dallas. Treavor
Wilkinson will be moving here to take over my position. I hope you will do
your best and show him the respect and fine work ethic that you have always
given me."

"Thank you sir. We will certainly miss you here but I don't think working
for Mr. Wilkinson will be a problem. I think he is someone I could easily
respect."

"I think you'll do just fine," he said, walking out the door, "remember,
just between us."

"Yes Sir," I said as my mind began to ponder the ramifications of this new
situation.

A moment later, Treavor popped his head in my door.

"Going home?" he asked.

"Yes Sir," I replied.

"Good, I need a ride back to my apartment." He said.

I quickly gathered my things and walked out the door. He was waiting and
fell in behind me as we walked to my car. As before, he waited till I
opened the back door for him and he slid in. We rode in silence toward his
apartment as I thought about what the future held for me.

After I parked and opened his door, he said, "Come inside Alex. I have
something for you."

"Yes Mr. Wilkinson." I replied.

After we got into the apartment, he turned to me. " I want you to walk into
the second bedroom, strip and place all your clothes beside the door. I
want you to lie down on your back. the rest should be obvious to you. When
I am ready, I will come in and use you when I am ready. Understood?"

"Yes Sir." I replied as he walked into the master bedroom.

I walked into the bedroom to find a weight bench. I quickly followed his
instructions and undressed, carefully folding my clothes and placing them
neatly beside the door.  The two posts of the bench where the weight bar
normally would be had been padded with foam and duct tape and had been
turned to resemble stirrups like at a gynecologists office. There were a
couple of short pieces of rope hanging from the tops of the posts. On the
bench were a ball gag and a blindfold. The room seemed to be empty
otherwise.

I took the ball gag and placed it in my mouth. I securely locked it behind
my head, first comfortably, then thinking again tightened it up another
notch. Then I placed the blindfold over my forehead and laid down on my
back. I couldn' think of a way to tie my ankles into the stirrups, so I
left them undone. I laid back, covered my eyes with the blind fold and
waited... and waited.... and waited. I'm not sure how long I laid there,
because I drifted off to sleep, the redeye flight finally catching up to
me. When I woke up, my ankles had been bound to the posts and my wrists had
been tied together under the bench. I could hear a couple of muffled voices
outside in the living room and I had no idea what time it was.

The door opened and someone came in. The ball gag was removed and I worked
my jaws to relieve the soreness and stiffness. A hand went to my chin and
hel my mouth open as something was placed in my mouth and strapped behind
my head. At first I thought it was some other type of gag, but I realized
it was hollow, like a tube of some sort. I knew I could breathe through it
and it sounded like my breath was coming through a short hose or pipe.

After the decvice was attached to me, my head was laid back on the bench. I
heard a zipper and soon felt piss splashing thrugh the tube and into my
mouth. After the initial shock, I quickly began to drink it. The piss
stream slowed and finally stopped. I heard the dick being put away and the
zipper was closed. Then the person who had just pissed into my mouth walked
to the end of the bench where my ass was open to his inspection. He ran his
finger around the hole and pushed one inside with no lube. He drew it out,
sniffed it and wiped it under my nose.  Then he smeared something cool and
greasy on my asshole and left the room.

I laid there, smelling my own assjuice, feeling the cool grease on my hole
and tasting the piss that was leftover in my mouth. After a short while, I
heard Treavor's voice coming toward the door. I couldn't understand what he
was saying, but soon after that he opened the door.

"Here he is, gentlemen. Use him however you like." I heard him tell god
knows who and how man others."I'm sorry that the toilet is broken, so
you'll have to make do in here."

I felt the presence of others in the room, but had no idea how many there
were. I just decided to relax and make the best of it. There wasn't much
else I could have done other than maybe moan through the tube. One of the
men walked near my head and released his zipper. Knowing what was coming
next I prepared to drink down his piss. First I heard him hawk up a gob of
spit and felt it hit my tongue as he spit it into the tube. I nearly gagged
but swallowed it anyway. Then his piss began to flow down the tube and I
drank it down to keep from drowning in it. After he was done, he turned
around and farted right into my face. I sniffed it up as he and at least
three others laughed at me. I was sure that I recognized at least one of
the laughs, but I didn't know who it was.

After that, I felt someone prodding at my asshole with his fingers. "He's
got a nice cunthole huh?" I heard Treavor ask. "You should fuck it, but I'm
sure the little faggot isn't clean. He's good about cleaning up after
himself though."

I felt a cock being lined up at my hole and then popping inside. After I
had relaxed a bit after the initial intrusion, he slammed it in as hard and
as fast as he could. I gasped through the hose in my mouth as he began to
fuck my ass hard! While he did, another pisser stepped up to my mouth and
let his pissload wash down into my waiting mouth.

The guy abusing my ass was pounding hard and fast, like a piston but he
suddenly pulled out. The next thing I felt was a load of cum shooting down
the hose into my mouth along with the familiar scent of shit around me. The
fucker must have pulled out and jerked this load into my mouth with some
shit coating his cock. I swallowed it down as another man took his place in
my asshole, which must have been gaping open after that abuse. The second
fucker started pounding my hole with authority while the first removed the
tube from my mouth and replaced it with his dirty dick. I sucked and licked
it clean.

The second fucker quickened his strokes and finally came in my hole. He
pulled out with a slurping pop and came up to drop his dirty cock into my
mouth. I licked and slurped at the crap and cum coating his cock. There was
an especially large chunk under the head and I gagged as I licked it clean
and swallowed it.

"You see gentlemen," Treavor said, "this little piggy was just made to
serve real men. I'm surprised you didn't recognize it in him before now."

With that, I felt his now familiar cock slam into my gaping and dripping
asshole. I grunted loudly as he made his forceful entry. But quickly
adjusted to the ride. He was pounding me hard until I heard a whisper. He
kinda stopped, buried in my ass.

"I've never tried, but I'm sure he will." I heard Treavor say. "He's a real
pig. Just squat over his mouth and try."

Treavor resumed his fucking as I felt a man's thighs on each side of the
bench. I smelled the familliar scent of a mans ass and balls over my face.

"Give him a few hits of poppers." Treavor said, "he's gonna need it."

I felt a small bottle being held up to my nose and I inhaled a little. The
bottle contained some sort of acrid chemical. I hadn't sniffed anything
like it before so I was a little cautious. The guy holding the bottle
closed one nostril while holding the bottle to the other. I just laid
there.

"Snort it fucker!" Treavor said as he slammed his cock into me hard for
punctuation.

I sniffed deeply and felt a wave of warmth and tingling sensations wash
over me. I sniffed again and suddenly all that mattered in the world was my
mouth and asshole. Nothing else was even a thought as the rush of sexual
energy took over and I wanted nothing more than to eat the ass of this
stranger over me. I snaked out my tongue and took a deep lick up his
asscrack.

"Give him more," Treavor said.

The hands forcing me to inhale the poppers placed the bottle at my nose
again and held it there as I snorted it up. The feelings intensified and my
tongue went nuts on his shithole. Treavor stopped fucking me and leaned
forward as if to watch what was happening up top.

"Do it fucker." Treavor said as the hole above me began to bud out and a
fart blasted into my face. I sniffed it up and started tonguing his hole
again. I felt the tip of his turd making it's way out of his hole and into
my mouth. I freaked! Treavor slammed his cock in my hole again and
demanded, "open up fucker."

I opened my mouth and felt a cloth soaked with the poppers shoved under my
nose. I inhaled deeply as the turd dropped into my mouth. I started to gag.

"Alex, you can do this," Treavor demanded and pounded my hole again.
"Swallow it."

As the shit hit the back of my throat, I reflexively gagged and swallowed,
allowing the turd to slide into my belly. My stomach was churning and I
thought I would puke, but I couldn't imagine all that shit and piss gushing
back out of my mouth, being tied up as I was so I surpressed the urge and
forced myself to calm down.

As the man dropped another turd into my mouth and stepped off of me,
Treavor said, "Good pig. Now hold it there."

I held the turd in my open mouth as Treavor pulled out of my ass and came
to my head. He placed his cock into my mouth and pushed it into the turd
already in there. The turd was pushed to the back of my throat and I
gagged.

"Swallow." Treavor demanded.

I did, again fighting the urge to puke.

"Good Pig." He said again, "Suck"

I sucked his dirty cock into my mouth and began to give him the best
blowjob I had ever given. He started pounding my face and finally let his
cum jet into the back of my throat. I licked and slurped him clean and he
pulled out.

"Anyone have any piss left? I think this toilet needs a flush." Treavor
asked as a dick started to spray into my mouth. I let it pool up in my
mouth and used it to swish away the taste of shit, then swallowed it.

Finally all the men left the room except Treavor who was untying my ankles
and wrists. I rubbed them as I moved freely for the first time in hours.

"You did well Alex. My associates were impressed." Treavor said gently,
"You will be happy with the results. Now, I am going to walk the gentlemen
out. You will get dressed and walk to your car. I'll see you tomorrow
morning at the office."

He walked out and I took the blindfold off. I saw the funnel gag device
that had allowed the men to use me as a urinal. My mouth tasted like a
public restroom smells. I wished I had some mouthwash or a toothbrush but I
did as I was told and got dressed and stretched. I walked out to my car and
drove home, wondering how my life would change with this man as my new
boss.

The next day, the president of the company came down just before closing
time. He gathered me and all my coworkers in the dining room and said,
"Ladies and gentlemen, we have seen explosive growth within the corporation
this year and the time has come to make some changes to better facilitate
that growth. First, we are announcing that Marshall Waite will become our
new Senior Vice President of New Projects and will move to our Dallas
office." A round of applause and well-wishing filled the room. "To fill the
immense void left in his absence, we are transferring and promoting Treavor
Wilkinson from Dallas to be our Vice President of Operations." A small
smattering of applause. "To assist Mr. Wilkinson in his transition and
beyond, we are promoting someone from within your ranks to the position of
Assistant Vice President of Operations. This young man has recently proven
himself to me to be quite adept at dealing with difficult situations, and I
feel that he will serve Treavor well as he leads this division into the new
fiscal year and the years to follow. That young man is Alex Daniels." I was
dumbfounded. "We wish the three of them all the best in their new
endeavors."

I didn't know what to think. Wait a minute, I had proven myself to him? But
he never knew I existed...I thought... until last night!