Date: Mon, 31 May 2010 13:02:43 EDT
From: PalmBch33444@aol.com
Subject: A Fort Nite 7

A Fort-Nite
Chapter 7

This is a fictional story ... any similarities to actual people, places,
events, or other entities is purely coincidental. The story involves gay
sex between family members and their friends, and is written solely for the
reading enjoyment of people who aren't offended by material of this type!
The content is not appropriate for minors of 18 years of age or older, 16
in the UK, and 21 in some countries; or if this type of material is illegal
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	  Michael walked the halls of the old warehouse, his piss covered
body was now dry.  The sweet smells and sound of sex were everywhere,
whether it was a group of guys engaged in various sex acts, or just a
single guy tied up in a room, waiting for whatever might happen to him.
	Michael passed them all by, not sure what he was looking for, but
knowing that he wasn't done for the night.  There were so many hot guys
there, and he knew that eventually they would have to piss, and he would be
on the look out for them.
	He stopped off at their makeshift bar, and downed 2 beers and a
bottle of water, restocking the bladder for later.  Except for the boots on
his feet, Michael was naked.  He hadn't a clue what happened to his jock,
but it wouldn't be the first one he had lost or left at the Fort.
	When he ordered his last beer, the bartender offered Michael a
shot.
	"Fuck, Yea!"  Michael said happily.
	So the bartender grabbed two large shot glasses, pulled his own
jock down, exposing a nice fat uncut cock, and pissed in both glasses,
filling them to the rim.  Handing one to Michael, he raised his, and
swallowed his shot of hot piss in one gulp.  Michael followed, savoring the
warm creamy tasting piss, as it flowed down into his throat.
	"Thanks, dude; that was nice," Michael said as he put down the
glass and walked back into the darkened warehouse.  His cock had stiffened,
with the piss shot he just drank, and so he decided to follow his
half-masted hard-on to wherever it was going to lead him.
	Room after room, Michael passed them by. Hot men were everywhere,
and it was getting quite crowed, but it was a Friday night.  This didn't
bother Michael; the more men, the more piss.  And that was what Michael was
looking for, until, out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone who made
his cock point in their direction.
	It was the twins, from earlier in the night; the one's with their
initials tattooed on their chests.  They had given Michael a nice hot
golden shower, but hadn't stayed around to play.
	The room was dark, like all the others, with one single bulb
burning overhead.  Still, Michael could see the boys clearly; they were
alone and naked, with their hard cocks jutting out from their very
oversized, and stretched-out balls.
	Michael stood at the door, and watched, as the two worked on each
other.  JMD, who I will call M, was standing on two benches with his legs
spread.  His brother, JND, who I will call N, was pulling on the
parachute-type ball stretcher with both hands, stretching his brother's
balls, as hard and as far as he could.  M was in pain; it was noticeable,
but it was obvious that he was loving the pain, too.
	"Hey, come in here!"  M called out to me, as I stood watching in
the door.
	Well, my cock wasn't leading me any more, as it was so hard it was
only pointing to the ceiling.  So I walked up to M, who towered over me,
with his cock just below my chin.
	"Hey, let go of my fucking balls for a minute," M commanded of his
brother, and, instantly, his cock sprang against his tight ab's with a loud
swat.
	His cock was so fucking perfect, the head was swollen, big and red.
The shaft of his cock was long, and thick, with two or three prominent
veins running through it.  And at the bottom of his long shaft, were his
big, bold balls, still hanging low, despite the current condition of his
cock, with the weighted stretchers pulling them down.  His cock almost
glistened in the dim light; then a small dribble of yellow watery-liquid
squeezed from the slit on the head of his engorged dick.
	'Oh, fuck yea!'  Michael thought, as he opened his mouth, and
lowered his head to engulf the head of M's now heavily pissing cock.  The
stream of yellow, pungent liquid splashed against the back of his throat
with a force that made him almost gag.  But, soon, with his mouth around
the head of M's cock, his lips tightly sealed around the shaft of his cock,
Michael thirstily swallowed continuously, gulping down the hot piss that M
so needed to relieve himself of.
	The stream was hard, and fast, as M's hard cock spewed piss into
Michael's throat.  His brother watched, as Michael's mouth made it's small
sucking gestures, and his throat moved slightly up and down, as he worked
hard to swallow all the piss, not wanting to spill any of M's special cock
juice he was feeding him.
	N, was still on his knees, under his brother's legs, but right in
front of him was Michael's hard cock.  It was definitely inviting to N,
with a nice size dollop of pre-cum oozing from his piss slit at the top.
So he engulfed Michael's entire cock, until his nose was pressed up against
Michael's bare pubic bone.  N liked a lot of pubic hair, and he let his
grow natural, along with the hair on his balls, but the feel of Michael's
soft skin just above his cock was definitely turning him on.  His brother M
shaved his balls, and trimmed his pubic hair, but kept a nice patch for his
brother to play around in.  He especially liked to suck the cum out of his
brother's pubes after he'd jerk off; didn't matter if it was his or his
brother's.
	Michael gasped, and almost choked on M's piss, as his own hard cock
slid into N's warm, moist mouth.  But it felt good, as N began to suck on
his leaking cock.  And it didn't take long, as the warmth of N's mouth hit
Michael's cock, that he knew he couldn't hold his bladder much longer.
	M's cock was still pissing strong, and Michael was drinking every
bit of the golden nectar that was streaming out of M's dick, whose head was
still just inside Michael's tight lips.  So Michael relaxed his bladder,
and let out a long stream of hot piss into N's throat.  But before he could
cut it off, N began choking and spitting out the piss that had flooded his
mouth.
	 N pulled Michael's still pissing cock from his mouth, and began
soaking himself with the warm yellowish liquid.  Almost instantly, his face
and hair were dripping with Michael's hot piss, as it ran down his face,
and began to drench his body.
	N loved the warm feeling of his body being covered in hot piss,
just as much as he loved the feeling of piss, his or anyone's, streaming
down his throat.  That's why, after completely drenching his body from head
to toe, he grabbed Michael's still pissing cock and once again inserted it
into his open mouth.  His throat opened, and he drank all that Michael had
to give him.
	While N was busy sucking down Michael's golden piss, M's cock was
starting to dribble out that last bit of his pungent load inside Michael's
mouth.  But with his cock still hard, he had more to give him.  So, before
his pissing ceased, M began to forcefully fuck Michael's mouth, shoving his
hard cock deep into Michael's throat, fucking his lips with every inch of
his hard cock.
	M was thrusting his hips fast and forcefully, causing his
stretcher-clad balls to swing wildly, slapping Michael hard against his
chin, with each and every thrust of his cock.  This continued, until the
cock in Michael's mouth began to swell, as M's orgasm began to build.
	Michael's cock had long since stopped pissing, and N now had both
his balls in his mouth, giving him the most incredible hum job he had ever
had.  Michael's balls were not small, and for N to have both in his mouth,
well, let's just say, he was good.  The combination of the vibration on his
balls, and the fat cock that was now spewing long gooey ropes of sperm deep
inside Michael's mouth, made his own hard cock erupt enormously.  Cum flew
out of Michael's cock, shooting high in the air, before cascading down over
N's head and streaming down his face.
	Their orgasm's were intense, and continued for quite awhile, as
neither wanted the fucking fantastic sensation to end.  But as M's cock
began to soften, so did his thrust, until, eventually, his cock fell from
Michael's cum-drenched mouth.
	As Michael turned to leave the room, Dale was standing in the
doorway.  His cock was hard, and his body almost completely covered in cum!

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