Date: Sat, 25 May 2019 01:21:27 +0000 (UTC)
From: fmhar1969@aol.com
Subject: Born to Serve, Chapter 3

Archive: "Born to Serve, Chapter 3" {Rob} Authoritarian (MMBB oral piss)

Here is the next chapter of the story of Kevin Jones' journey from All
American high school jock to total submissive. It was "lost" when my old
computer crashed but has been "found" by the Geek Squad. I hope it gives my
readers enough of a rise so they will let me know what they think about it!
I hope to write one or two more chapters from the church camp before Kevin
goes to track camp and comes under the control of his college coach. I am
continuing to write about Steve Andrews, "The Fireman's Son" that was also
"found" by the Geeks and the "Neighborhood Slut" that I started to keep
myself busy while the others were lost. Now I've got three continuing
stories to try to juggle! Cheers, Rob (fmhar1969@aol.com)

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Born to Serve Chapter 3

	The next morning Kevin woke and for a moment didn't know where he
was. Then he remembered he was under the covers lying between Pastor
Mike's...his master's dark-haired legs. He looked up and saw the hairy
ball-bag with the round knob of the big cock just showing on top of
it. Remembering his master's last words, he quietly inched his way into the
musky, damp crotch, raised his head and took the first inch of the warm
flesh-tube into his mouth. He sucked gently as he slowly inched himself up,
making sure not to wake the sleeping man, until he could swallow more than
half of the soft six inches and continue gently sucking while caressing it
with his soft tongue. The hips under his head moved slightly, and then the
legs on each side of the boy twitched and moved. He could feel the penis in
his mouth begin to harden, to fill with the blood the boy could feel
pumping in the vessels under his sensitive caressing tongue and the against
the walls of his mouth. The covers were pushed down by Mike's feet and
Kevin felt a big hand on the top of his head.
	"Good boy! What a way to wake up! My boy making love to my big
cock, making it fill with blood and harden up. But first I've got to piss."
Kevin started to release the cock from his mouth and raise his head up, but
the big hand stayed put and the pressure on is head increased. "No need to
move. You're right where you need to be. Get ready to swallow! Oh yeah!
Here it comes! Oh yeah! My own little toilet-mouth! Fuck, it's good not to
have to get out of bed to get rid of that first morning piss. Suck on that
cock while you swallow! Oh yeah, boy, you're gonna be drinking a lot of
piss these next three weeks. Piss and cum! That's what you're gonna be
drinking while we're at camp. His bladder emptied for the time being, Mike
ordered Kevin to get him hard and suck out his morning load of cum.
	Kevin had been surprised when he found he was expected to drink the
pastor's morning piss. When the hot, salty liquid had begun spraying into
his mouth, he first thought he was going to throw up, but by an extreme
exercise of will he overcame this reaction and began to swallow as fast as
he could. Soon his flat belly was bulging out as it filled with what seemed
to be gallon of the acrid stuff. By the time the flow dwindled to a trickle
he was greedily sucking to get the last drops of his master's piss and to
encourage the thick cock into hardness. He was happy to have his mouth
filled once again with the blood-engorged organ that he knew was going to
give him a sweet-salty load to wash away the taste of the urine and fill
his hungry mouth and belly with its morning feast. Once Mike shot his load
down the boy's throat he pushed him off the bed and onto the floor. Getting
up, he stood over the teen, his legs spread, his hands on his hips looking
down at the crouching boy.
	"I'm proud of you, Kevin. You did good last night and this
morning. I know this is all new to you, but you'll get used to it. It'll be
like this for the next three weeks. Every night and every morning you'll
take care of my needs. You'll drink my piss keeping my bladder empty and
suck down my loads, keeping my balls good and drained. If we're alone
during the day and I need to piss, you'll get on your knees and open your
mouth for me use it as a urinal. You're mine to use! If I tell you to serve
another man, you'll do it without question. Do you understand?"
	"Yes sir...Master. You're my master and I obey you in all things."
	"Is this what you want? To be submissive to all my commands? To
serve and obey me?
	"Yes Master."
	"I wonder if you know what that means! Do you know what an alpha
is?"
	"Well, in biology we learned that in a pack of animals the alpha
male is the leader, the boss of all, male and female."
	"That's good. With humans an alpha is a male at the top of the food
chain, a real man. Some men and boys are subs, submissives. Not all men are
alphas or subs. Some men are just men. An alpha is a man who tells other
males, subs, what to do. He can usually also get non-sub men to follow his
direction. Subs are the lowest form of boys and men. A sub is born. He may
always know what he is. He may not know he's a sub when he's growing up,
like you. Something may have to happen to him to make him know what he
is. You've lived your entire life as a boy just like other boys. You've
been a jock, a male looked up to by his peers, but something happened to
you last year. You saw me in the tub naked. You wanted to do something with
me. You didn't know what. But I saw it because I'm an alpha. I always have
been. I knew what you wanted. I gave you your chance to turn on your
submissive side, to take your place in the scheme of things.
	"When you saw me naked lying in that bathtub you recognized me as a
real man and accepted your position as a lesser one. You knew you wanted to
serve me. You wanted my cock. That's how subservient males acknowledge
their status. They sexually serve the alpha, the real man. When I offered
my maleness to you, you were ready to take your place below me. You served
me and you took my maleness into you. You've been wanting to repeat your
act of submission ever since. Last night I gave you your chance. I made
myself available to you, available for you to serve and you went down
before me, you offered yourself for my use and I accepted you as my sub. I
am the man now and you are less than a man, a submissive. This is a role
you will play for the rest of your life. I'm your master for these three
weeks.
	"You will have other masters. You will probably find a master at
university, maybe a coach, a professor or another student. If we come
together in the future, say at Christmas, you will want to serve me. Maybe
you will be able to maybe not, it will depend on circumstances. There will
be other men in your life who are not alphas. You will submit to them, but
you will always be looking for an alpha, a man to be your master.
	"One more thing: I said last night that you have a beautiful ass
that is going to make someone, but not me, really happy. I'm not going to
use your ass. I've never been interested in assplay. Someone, someone I
allow to use you or someone you just get to know at the university, or
maybe not until you discover your next master, but someone will take you
the rest of the way. You will lose your anal virginity to your next sexual
partner, to someone not me. I have no doubt of that. That will be your
final act of submission, to offer your asshole, your ass-pussy, for someone
to fuck. There are other levels of submission, but once you have given up
your ass, you will have become physically fully submissive. I feel sure you
will experience higher levels of subservience, but they will be only
variations, variations on the theme of your submission to other men.
	"Do you understand what I have told you?"
	"Yes. I think so."
       "I will help you to understand more these next three weeks. But now,
we need to get dressed and get to the dining room for breakfast. Before you
go eat, you need to make the rounds to make sure everyone is up. We need to
get on the road in 45 minutes so we can get to the camp before dinner
time."
	They took a quick shower together. Kevin had another drink of
Mike's piss while they were in the bathroom shaving and they dressed. Mike
took both their bags to the motel office while Kevin made the rounds of all
the rooms.
       Breakfast over; all accounted for and loaded on the bus, they headed
out for camp. After several hours of driving, they stopped for lunch at the
same place they had stopped at last year. Although it was fairly close to
the camp, lunch would be over before they arrived. The diner was owned by a
college buddy of Mike's named Otto. The two hunks greeted one another with
a tight "bro hug." It was obvious that Otto was of German descent. He was
big, tall with broad shoulders and a trim waist. His hair was blonde, cut
short and tight with the top flat as a tabletop, Marine style. In fact,
Otto had joined the Marines after college and left only because his father,
the owner of the diner, died. As the kids scattered around the place,
grouping together at various tables, Mike introduced Kevin and quietly
suggested that they have a visit in Otto's office. As soon as the door was
closed, Mike opened his shorts, pulled out his cock and said, "I'm about to
burst! Kevin!"
	Kevin immediately dropped to his knees and opened his mouth. "Fuck,
dude! I thought you'd given up all that shit when you got the call!" Otto
exclaimed as he stared at his friend pissing, aiming into the kneeling
boy's mouth.
	"Yeah, I did, for six years, but I discovered this little sub in my
church group last year and now that he's turned eighteen and graduated from
high school, I thought I'd teach him about himself. Mary's pregnant, so no
sex there for a while." Finished and shaking the last drops into Kevin's
mouth, Mike said with a chuckle, "You need a piss. He just learned this
morning and needs to try out different brands!"
	"Fuck yeah! I'm always ready to use a cute little toilet-mouth. I
got a dishwasher in the back that's always ready to drain me. Does he
suck?" Otto asked.
	"Yeah. That's how he learned about himself. He gave me a blowjob at
camp last year. He's been wantin' it ever since, but I couldn't take any
chances at home. He's officially my assistant since Mary couldn't come.
	"You think he could blow me while you eat?" Otto asked as be pissed
in Kevin's mouth. "I haven't come in two days. It's been really hectic
around here and Robbie takes my piss, but won't suck me! Is that crazy or
what!"
	"Shit man! You need to train him. Teach him who's the boss!"
	"Yeah, only thing his dad's the sheriff. Gotta be careful with
him."
	"Just keep it in when you finish pissing. My boy will take good
care of you.....You hear Kevin! My buddy needs to get off! You don't need
to eat!" Mike ordered as he left the office.
	Later, after Otto had fed Kevin two loads of his hot German cum,
and Mike had come back in the office to give him a half sandwich to eat and
washed it down with another drink of piss, Kevin found himself in the
restroom standing at a urinal next to Christopher Horneby, "Horny
Horneby". The other boy was a little way back from the urinal and Kevin
could easily see his cock and the heavy stream of yellow piss as it
splashed against the back of the pisser. "Hey, Jones, did you get to hit it
home with that bat you were swinging around at check-in last night?" the
other boy asked as he shook his good-sized cock of its last drops, but
didn't immediately put it away.
	"Uh...what're you talkin' about Chris?"
	"You know, did you find some chick to take care of you so you
didn't have to,...you know?" he said as he pumped his almost hard cock with
his hand before he shoved it back into his pants.
	"Uh...No...Of course not!"
	"Too bad. The way you were showing off, half naked `n free ballin'
`n all, I thought sure you'd get some pussy or at least a blowjob."
	"Haven't you learned yet that these girls aren't like that? I've
heard you complainin' loud enough since you came."
	"There's bound to be a cocksucker hangin' round in this bunch.  A
stud jock like you would know."
	"You're crazy, Hornby," Kevin said as he forced his semi-hard cock
into his shorts and walked away.
	"This place sure smells like piss. They need to clean it better,"
Horneby said as the two boys left the restroom together.
	When Kevin took his seat next to Pastor Mike, he handed the boy a
can of Coke. "You better drink this, your breath smells like piss," he
whispered.
	"See you later, Kevin," Chris Horneby said as he passed Kevin and
the pastor on his way to his seat in the back of the bus.
	"What was that about?" Mike asked.
	"I don't know. We were peeing together and he said something about
the way I was dressed when I did the check last night. Said it looked like
I was lookin' for sex,"
	"I've heard some things about him from the youth minister at the
church where his family went in Central City. Were you looking for sex?"
	"You know I was only dressed like that because you told me to."
	"Yeah, but would you have had sex with him if he'd offered? You've
seen him in the locker room at school. Have you wanted to suck his cock?
You just saw it up close again. What does his dick look like? How big is
it? Would you like me to share you with him like I did with Otto?"
	"Pastor Mike, you couldn't trust him. He's a loudmouth, always
talking about the girls he's fucked before they moved, saying he'll find
some cocksuckers to take care if him if the girls won't put out."
	"You're a cocksucker now. Maybe you need to let him know. You're
gonna be gone off to track camp and university after these three weeks. You
won't be seeing him except maybe at the holidays. We'll talk about it
later."
       They arrived at the camp, got checked in and the room assignments
were made. "There's an orientation after dinner and then you all are free
to look around," Mike told them. "Bed check will be at 11:00. Kevin or I
will check on you guys. I've asked Mary Sue Longley to check on the girls
since she's the oldest." When they got to their room Mike told Kevin, "You
take the guys and save Hornby `til last and let him know he's the last
one. Right now, though, I need to piss bad." Kevin fell to his knees and
opened his mouth wide to take in the stream of acrid yellow piss as it
poured out of the spout of his master's cock. "Ah! That was good, now suck
me off."
       They all gathered with the rest of the campers in the large dining
hall. As usual there was much excitement and many of their group, including
Kevin, met up with friends they had made in previous years. Pastor Mike sat
at the counselors' table and visited with other youth ministers and camp
counselors he knew from before. Many asked about Mary and were happy to
hear about the couple's happy news. Several asked how Mike was going to
manage his group without her help. He told them about Kevin and called the
boy over to the table and introduced him around. Several remembered him
from last year. Buck Davis, who was in charge of all the athletic programs
remembered that Kevin was a baseball player and wondered if he could help
him out some.
       "I'd love to, if Pastor Mike doesn't need me all the time."
       "I'll talk to Mike. We were in college together. I bet he'd let me
use you from time to time." Kevin felt a slight thrill when Buck said "use
you."
	With Mike's permission, Kevin went off with a group of boys he
knew. "Just remember you have to be back in time to do the guys check-in,"
Mike said as he went off with his group. They spent the next couple of
hours checking out places and things they remembered from before. The other
guys were all interested in Kevin's helping Pastor Mike out and hearing
about his plans for college. Although he wasn't actually a part of the
group, Kevin noticed Chris Hornby several times. At one point he introduced
him to the boys he was with, but Hornby wandered off by himself after. When
Kevin broke off from his group saying he better check in with Pastor Mike,
Chris suddenly fell in beside him.
	"You gonna do the guys' check-in tonight, Kevin?"
	"Yeah."
	"See ya then," Chris said as they separated.
	Kevin went upstairs to their room. Mike was sitting in one of the
chairs reading. He put his book down on the table beside the chair. "You're
cutting it a little close. It's ten-forty five. Strip and get over here,"
Mike said as he pulled his shorts open. "I need to piss before you go for
bed-check." Kevin quickly stripped off his clothes and crawled over to take
Mike's cock in his mouth. "Ahhh good! I needed that!" When his flow of
strong-tasting piss dwindled and stopped, he put his hands on Kevin's head
and held him in place. "May as well get a little head! Suck!" Kevin obeyed
as he felt the soft cock gradually harden in his mouth and press into his
throat. Mike pulled out slightly and said, "I don't want to cum, just
suck." After a few minutes, he pushed Kevin's mouth off his cock. "That's
enough. I'll have a load for you when you get back. Shirt, shorts and
mocassins! No underwear!"  Kevin did as he was told and left the room. He
made his way to the wing where the boys' rooms were and started knocking on
doors. Everyone was present and accounted for. When Kevin got to Chris'
room, he knocked on the door and heard, "Yes?"
	"Chris it's Kevin." The door opened a little way with Chris
standing behind, just his head sticking out. "Just checking like Pastor
Mike said."
	"You want to come in the make sure I don't have a girl in here,"
the boy inside asked as he opened the door wider. Kevin could see Chris
didn't have a shirt on.
      	"No no need for that."
      	"Come on in and do a real bed-check," Chris said still behind the
door as he opened it wider. As Kevin stepped into the room, Chris closed
the door. He was totally naked with a hardon.
     	"What the fuck!"
      	"I was just ready for bed. I sleep naked. You have on way more
clothes than you did last night, but I see you're still free-ballin'," he
said as he reached to pull off Kevin's shirt and open his shorts. Kevin
just stood and let the other boy strip him. "I said you looked like you
were looking for sex last night. I know it tonight. This what you want," he
said holding out his hard cock. Kevin took a long look at the big piece of
teen meat and fell to his knees before the other boy. "Who'd of thought it?
Kevin Jones, one of the biggest jocks at the school on his knees getting
ready to suck my cock. Why hadn't you come on to me sooner?"
      	"I just found out what I wanted. I'll be going off to school when
we get back, but you won't tell will you? Please, don't tell and I'll suck
your cock anytime you want while we're here."
      	"Every night? My cock needs lots of attention."
      	"Every day or night, if you promise not to tell any one."
      	"Look, guy. My lips are sealed. What's between me and you and
anybody else is nobody's business but ours."
	Kevin took a moment to eyeball the stud standing before him. He'd
seen him naked many times in the locker room, but never with a full
hardon. His athlete's body was lean and muscular. His big cock was
surrounded by a bush of dark hair that ran up to his navel and across and
down his jock thighs.  He reached out and felt the hard pole with one hand
and groped the hairy ball-bag with the other. He could feel the big balls
moving around under his caressing fingers.
	"You like my junk? You've seen it enough in the locker room. How's
it feel? You like how hard it is? It's all for you! I been thinking about
you on your knees in front of me every since I seen you looking at my big
dick and smelled the piss on your breath at the diner! My cock's been hard
waitin' for you to come by! You gonna suck me good? Suck the jizz out of my
balls? How many cocks have you sucked? Sucked any of the guys on the team?"
	"No. Your's is only the third."
	"Fuck! I'm only the third guy you've ever gone down on? Pastor Mike
the first? His buddy at the diner the second?" Kevin didn't want to answer
those questions, so he just leaned forward and took Chris' drooling cock in
his mouth and pressed forward until he had half of it in. "Ohhh Fuck!
That's good! You got a good mouth, cocksucker! Suck that cock! Suck it!"
the teen athlete moaned as he fucked in and out of Kevin's mouth, his big
baseball-player's hands holding tightly onto both sides of the kneeling
boy's head.
	After a while he pushed Kevin off. "I'm about to cum! Not ready!
Suck my balls! Get down there and lick my balls while I cool down!" Kevin
bent his head and turned it so he could get the hair-covered sack in his
mouth. By stretching wide and sucking, he was able to get both of his
teammate's balls in and managed to suck and slobber on them. When Chris
pulled his head back up, Kevin took the spit-covered cock back in and
pushed down until he felt the head nudge at the back of his throat. He
wanted to try and take more, but his knew his master wanted to break him in
himself, so he pulled back, licking and sucking on the hard shaft as it
withdrew. Sucking and licking on the big head a moment, head he waited for
Chris' fucking to recommence. When the boy began fucking in and out, Steve
relaxed and opened his throat to the battering ram, but pulled away when it
attempted to enter. "Pastor Mike hasn't fucked your throat? I know you want
it but I'll hold off, let him be the first to deepthroat you. I'm about to
come! You ready to take my load? It's gonna be big! I ain't jacked off
since last night! You got me hot, half naked and free ballin' like that, I
had to Jerk out a load before I went to sleep. Fuck! Fuck! Here it comes!
Drink down all my cum, cocksucker! Drain my balls! Shit yes! Fuck! Fuck!
Ahhhhh yessss!"
      After Chris blew his load, the two teammates sat on the side of the
bed and talked.
      "What about your ass. You gonna let me fuck your ass?"
      "I've never been fucked."
      "What! You mean Pastor Mike hasn't taken your ass?"
      "What do you mean...Pastor Mike?"
      "Fuck! You think I'm a dumb-ass. The two of you shared a room last
night and are sharing a room here. The motel rooms all had single
Queen-sized beds and the rooms in this wing of the dorm all have one double
bed. You're a cocksucker and you two are sleeping together. He's
married. His wife's pregnant. I figured you were taking her place in more
ways than one."
      "I am sucking his cock..."
      "And drinking his piss? Or was it his friend's piss I smelled on your
breath after lunch? Did you give that Otto a blowjob? That the reason you
didn't get any lunch?"
      "Yeah I drank both of their piss and sucked two loads out of Otto. He
hadn't had any in two days. Pastor Mike told me to do it."
      "So, is it the pastor who showed you that you are a cocksucker? Is he
your master? I've gotten the impression he's a pretty top guy."
      "Yes and yes. He explained that he is an alpha male and that I am a
sub, submissive. That he is my master now, but I will have other masters
who will fuck my ass, but he isn't interested in what he calls assplay."
      "So he gave you permission for tonight with me."
      "Yes, he suggested it."
      "Why do you think he trusts me not to tell."
      "I don't know, maybe something the minister at your old church told
him."
      "Yeah...that might be it. Would you like me to fuck your ass?"
      "I don't know. Does it hurt?"
      "Yeah. Sometimes it hurts a lot. But once a bottom-boy like you gets
over the first dose of pain he wants a cock in his ass all the time. Do you
think you'd like for me to take your ass cherry?"
      "Is that what the first time is called."
      "Yeah. I've broken in lots of bottom boys. That's probably what the
pastor knows about. But even if you want me to, I won't take yours without
his permission. You'll have to ask him. You'd better be getting back to
him, but before you go, you wanna drink my piss? I need to go like a house
afire," Chris asked as he stood up beside the bed. Kevin got off the bed
and dropped to his knees. He bent down and opened his mouth under the other
boy's cockhead. As he drank down the hot stream of yellow piss that spurted
out of the soft cock, he thought, 'This is where I belong. This is what I
was born for!'
      When he returned to their room, he found Mike sitting in just his
boxers with Buck Davis, the Sports Director, in the other chair. He was
dressed in a pair of thin draw-string pants, a loose t-shirt and moccasins
without socks. There was a pronounced bulge in the crotch and down one leg
that Kevin noticed immediately. "Kevin, you remember Mr. Davis. He came by
to ask if it would be okay with me for you to help him out some with the
baseball program. Buck and I were just reminiscing about our college days."
	"Yeah, we had some great times together back then. Lots of hot
memories! I was just asking Mike if I could use you to help me out while
you two are here, when he's not using you, of course.
	A chill of excitement went up Kevin's spine just like earlier in
the dining hall at the words "use" and "using." He walked over to stand
beside Mike's chair and looked down at his master's swollen crotch. "I
would love to help you out Mr. Davis, if it's okay with Pastor Mike."
	Mike reached up and ran his big hand up the back of Kevin's thigh
and under his shorts to give his ass a squeeze with his big hand. "It's
okay to call me Mike in front of Mr. Davis, and I think he'd just as soon
you called him Buck except when you're with other people, isn't that so,
buddy?"
	"Heck yeah! No need for formality between the three of us," the
other man said as he groped the tube that was running down the inside of
his thigh and had become noticeably thicker while they talked.
	Mike gave Kevin a slight push toward Buck and said, "I think Buck
needs to use you now. He says he's been here two weeks without any
action. Take you clothes off. A sub should always be naked when he's
serving a man. Strip and get down between his legs and help him out."
	Kevin quickly stripped out of his clothes and went down on his
knees between Mike's sexy friend's legs, pushing them wider as he untied
and pulled down the thin pants. Buck raised his ass up so Kevin could pull
them off. As had been obvious, Buck was commando under them. His huge cock,
bigger even than Mike's, was half hard as it plopped down on the seat of
the chair as it hung over his big ball-sack. In moments Kevin had half of
the big cock in his mouth and the man, with his head hanging back, was
moaning in pleasure.
	"Fuck, Mike! You told me this boy is just learning to suck dick!
He's got half cock in his mouth and it feels like a vacuum cleaner with a
wet tongue around it!"
	"I told you he's a born sub. He should have been sucking cock all
his life, but he just didn't know it. He was born to serve men."
	Kevin took in all he could get into his mouth. He could feel the
big mushroom-shaped head pushing at the entrance to his throat, but he just
couldn't take it. He had to pull back licking and sucking on the big
vein-throbbing invader as he retreated. He locked his lips around the shaft
just below the flange of the corunna and ran his tongue over the big glans
caressing it as he sucked on the slit, tasting the sweet cock-ooze before
he took as much of the thick cock as he could back into his sucking
mouth. He quickly developed a rhythm, his mouth going up and down on the
top of the big cock, his hand stroking the bottom.
	"Oh shit! Oh fuck! I was so ready for this! I can't hold back! I
don't want it to be over, but I'm about to shoot! Oh god! I'm cuming! I'm
cuummmming! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Buck yelled as he flooded Kevin's mouth,
causing him to almost choke before he managed to begin swallowing the hot,
clotty ball juice that pumped out of the meatus. When his prostate finally
stopped pumping out the big balls' long-stored load, Buck slumped down in
his chair. "Ohhhh Shiiit! I needed that!" he groaned as Kevin kept sucking,
cleaning off the remains of the cum that had filled his mouth, tasting its
remains in the saliva he was swallowing with relish as the big cock slowly
softened in his mouth. "Now I need to piss. I need to get out of here and
go down the hall."
	"No need to rush off, buddy. Kevin can take care of you right
here."
	"You kidding? I remember you used to like to use your boys as
toilets. That still a thing for you?"
	"Old habits come back. The kid's a champ. He took my first
bladder-full this morning and he's drained me four more times since
then. Relax, he'll take care of you."
	Buck slowly relaxed and Kevin felt and tasted the pent up hot urine
as it flooded into his mouth. `Strange,' he thought even as he savored the
fluid that he was swallowing as fast as he was filled, `this is the fourth
man whose urine I've taken in my mouth today and they each taste
different. Do all men taste different? Their cum too! It's all good! I love
it all! Mike is right!' he thought just as he had when he was draining
Chris' bladder, 'I'm born to drink men's piss and swallow their cum! I'm
born to serve men, any way they want!' Finally drained, Buck pulled up in
the chair and his soft cock slipped out of Kevin's mouth.
	"Fuck! The boy's a keeper. I'm gonna enjoy using him these three
weeks. The two of us using the same slut. Like old times, eh Mike."
	"Fuck yeah! Just like old times, Buck."

			   PLEASE REMEMBER NIFTY