Date: Mon, 07 Aug 2023 20:42:50 +0000
From: 2son2s <2son2s@proton.me>
Subject: Office Urinal Saga: Part 4

Office Urinal Saga: Part 4 -- Gay Urination / Authoritarian

This is a continuation of my first Nifty submission after many years
enjoying the content as a reader (donate at https://donate.nifty.org/ if
you're able!).

Part 4 introduces the last of 4 regulars. I'll revisit all 4 in future
parts. All 4 are based on true events and real men, but the embellishments
will continue to grow until eventually the story is pure fantasy.

If you're not old enough to be here, please do not read. If you're not into
kinky male on male gay sex, this is not for you either.

Finally, I'd love to hear your feedback and comments: 2son2s@proton.me

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I like to get to the office early on Mondays, maybe that's weird but I like
a jump start to the week. Plus it opens up pre-work opportunities to be a
pig whore.

As luck would have it, the scheme worked this week as I was walking into
the building I see another of my regulars walking my direction towards the
parking lot. He was clearly headed to the gym, a really nice fancy one that
is across the way from the building. He was wearing gym sports and a tank
top, with his gym bag over his shoulder.

I smiled and glanced around to make sure no one else was around before
greeting him, "Good morning, Coach! Nice weekend?"

"Morning, rookie. It was great but didn't get any workout time in so
feeling a bit stiff." A shorter man, about 5' 8", in his upper 40s with a
baseball players body (he is a real baseball coach, this is how me calling
him Coach had been born), Coach is what you'd call an American hunk. He's
mostly smooth but has a big bush that always escapes whatever briefs or
jock he is wearing. His cock doesn't match his stature either, it's an
incredible 8.5".

Anyway, I hoped he was hinting that he wanted to play so I jumped at the
cue.

"Can I help you warm up, Coach?" I offered knowingly.

"I think you can. How `bout you follow me" he suggested and I eagerly
obeyed thankful that I'd come in early.

Coach led me to his gym. I'd been there with him once before, he is able to
bring guests for free a few times a year so I'm grateful he was deeming me
worthy of one. He checked us in and then led me to the locker room. It was
still pretty early so there weren't a ton of guys around. However, it was
riskier than normal. But that's Coaches big turn on besides the
coach/player role play: risk. The bigger the risk the harder his
cock. Which was all I needed to know.

"Take your clothes off. You can put them and your bag in my locker" Coach
instructed as we entered the locker room.

"Yes, Coach" I didn't delay and was soon completely nude. Coach, however,
had left his gym clothes on. I knew this was another turn on for
him. Players were naked in the locker room: Coach was the authority figure,
he remained clothed until the right time.

Coach had taken a seat on a bench, facing the lockers. "Come kneel and take
my shoes off" he ordered.

The positioning was obvious: he wanted me on my hands and knees in between
the bench and the lockers so anyone walking by wouldn't see what was going
on. Or at least it wasn't immediately obvious. The risk was turning us both
on, my cock was at half mast already while I could see Coaches very obvious
bulge in front of me.

I obeyed and got to work. I untied and removed each of his tennis shoes and
set them to the side waiting for the next instructions.

"Worship my feet, use your hands, tongue and lips. Equally. I'll let you
know when to remove the socks." Coach gave the next order and I jumped to
it.

I started by rubbing one with my hands, the way I was positioned I brought
my face down and inhaled the other one before giving it a wet kiss on the
toes. I then brought my full attention of the foot in my hand and took a
few socked toes into my mouth and gave em a good suck while my hands
continued to massage the main foot.

Coach was giving me quiet encouragement and guidance. "Good boy" and
"harder on the middle, get your thumb in there."

I'd alternated between each foot, giving both a nice massage with my hands
and soaking the toes of the socks before Coach finally had me remove the
socks.

"Take them off and sniff each one good before putting them in my
shoes. Then kiss my feet and suck my toes."

I inhaled deeply twice before diving back into his feet. Kissing and
sucking alternating toes and feet I'd forgotten all about any risk. My moan
made that clear.

"Cool it, kid, gonna get us caught. I think that's enough feet for you. Go
get me a towel." Coach rebuked me gently.

I got up to get grab a towel, using my hands to cover my now fully raging
erection. I passed one dude at his locker drying off. I smiled and shrugged
trying to act nonchalant and he just smiled and shook his head. Not a
prude, this was good!

I grabbed Coach a towel and rushed back to the locker where he was now
standing naked.

"Finally, give me that towel" Coach said as he grabbed the towel and
wrapped it around himself, "now follow me to the sauna."

We began walking, passing another gym goer who ignored us completely. Coach
had no qualms with being naked in the lockers but he liked to have me be
the only one nude. And without a towel I was totally in his control.

We reached the sauna and Coach opened the door for me to enter. I did so
and with mixed relief and disappointment saw the room was empty. I walked
to a bench and stood awaiting my next instructions.

"Sit here next to me, boy" he instructed as he took the towel off and set
it down. We were both nude now sitting next to each other already beginning
to sweat from the heat.

Coach brought his arm closest to me up over his head and said: "get your
face in here, worship my pits boy."

I immediately leaned in and took a whiff of his musky scent wafting from
the displayed hairy armpit before shoving my nose and mouth in. I
alternated between breathing in through my nose and licking and sucking on
his pit hairs. This was one of my biggest fetishes, I couldn't get enough
of a hairy, manly, sweaty armpit.

As I made out with Coach's pit I didn't notice the door open. I trusted
Coach to direct things safely, so I was completely in the zone.

"Looks like we have company" Coach announced. I jump back and immediately
started a mild panic. Despite trusting Coach, I'm scared of getting caught.

After a few seconds though I realize I recognize the visitor. The dude from
the lockers. He must have watched us come in here and guess what was up. My
initial instincts for him were that he wasn't going to be a problem.

I hadn't gotten a great look before but now I took him in: dark brown skin,
he was probably Latino, he had dark hair with a short trimmed
beard. Excellent physique but not overly muscular. He was wearing a towel
around his waist so I couldn't tell what he was packing.

"Why don't you join us? I can tell you're curious. Come sit on the other
side of my boy here" Coach immediately took control, adding "and lose the
towel."

The new dude hesitated for a second before undoing the knot holding his
towel up and letting it fall to the floor. Now buck naked, he bent over and
grabbed the towel before bringing it over and getting it on the bench next
to me. His cock was uncut and growing to a semi hard state surrounded by a
perfect mound of pubes.

"There ya go, sport. Now tell me, you like what you stumbled upon here?"
Coach continued addressing our new comer.

"It's hot, yes Sir" was his response. Coach had that affect on
people. Demanded respect by instinct.

"It is that, isn't it sport? Well this here is our rookie and he'll do
anything we tell him to do. That's what rookies are for, after all." Coach
was fulling addressing our hot Latino visitor, ignoring me sitting between
them. My cock was leaking I was so turned on.

"Anything, Sir?!" The boy replied with some shock in his voice.

"That's right, sport. This rookie is particularly talented and eager to
please. He'll suck your cock, drink your piss, let you fuck his ass, and
that's just a sampling" Coach informed him.

"Wow! I thought y'all were just exhibitionists or something. But this is
great. I'd love to use the rookie. I actually do need to piss now that
you've mentioned it. I've never done that though" the boy rambled in
excitement.

"Haha no worries, sport. Just relax and let the rookie do his thing," Coach
said before looking me in the eye, "you are thirsty, aren't you, rookie?"

"Yes, Coach, very thirsty" I almost shouted back.

"See, sport? He's ready. Stand up on the bench and turn towards him and
place your cock on his lips. Once he looks up into your eyes you can let
loose whenever you're ready.

I was watching the boys face as his brain took that in. He clearly hadn't
expected this when he decided to join us. But in the end his curiosity won
over and he stood up and turned towards me. I leaned forward and took the
head of his cock into my mouth, looking up into his eyes feeling excited to
be a urinal again. I'm such a lucky pig.

As usual with first timers, he took some time to get his stream going but
finally I tasted his piss begin to trickle onto my tongue. I kept my eyes
looking up at him as I gulped his golden gift. I was in fag heaven and so
grateful for Coach. He knew what his rookie liked.

All too soon, the piss stream let up and the boy stepped back,
instinctively shaking the drops from his cock onto my face.

"Attaboy, sport. You like using the rookie urinal?" Coach asked the boy.

"Yes sir! That was so hot," he responded.

"Yes it was! Alright boys. Our luck in here can't last much longer so how
`bout we move this party to the showers?" Coach replied and without waiting
for a response stood up, put his towel around his waist and walked to the
door.

"Oh and don't bother with the towel, sport. Only Coaches get towels in the
locker room.

I'd already stood up and as I walked to follow Coach I turned and winked at
our new friend who was clearly caught between shock and horniness. I turned
and continued to march naked to the showers knowing he'd follow.

Coach's gym has large private showers, as you'd expect in a fancy expensive
place like this. He'd walked to the stall at the end of the hall of showers
and opened the door. He took his towel off and hung it on a hook before
ushering me in. I turned around just in time to see the boy approach the
stall naked and quickly enter and join me followed by Coach who shut the
door.

"On your knees. Both of you," Coach said as he turned the shower on.

The boy was again caught off guard. Coach must have sensed this as he said
"you heard me, sport. You have free use of the rookie but all my boys must
service me if they're going to stay on the team."

I was so turned on. Was Coach building a team of boys with myself as the
bottom rung? It was probably just a spur of the moment role play but a fag
can dream!

The boy, who we'll now refer to as Sport, must have in the meantime decided
he was ok with this proposal because he was on his knees beside me.

"Now before you share Coach's cock, the two of you kiss. Show me that
teammate camaraderie," Coach ordered. I didn't allow Sport any time to
consider, I reached over and pulled him into me and placed my open mouth on
his. He immediately responded and we began making out on our knees before
Coach. Our hands explored each other as our tongues battled in our
mouths. He grabbed my hairy ass as I did the same to him. It took Coach
coming in to pull us apart before we finally came up for air.

"Damn boys! I said kiss not elope. Haha. That was hot though, I like when
my team is passionate. Now show that passion with my cock. Share it now,"
he instructed and took our heads in his hands and brought them to his
crotch.

As I previously mentioned, Coach has a huge cock. I've played with it
plenty so I just jumped to it. I took it into my mouth as far as I could go
before gagging. Sport kneeled there in awe, either of my deep throat
ability or of Coach's manhood. Probably the later. But as I sucked I
entered the cocksucker zone and forgot all about him. Coach had to
intervene again:

"Boys! I said share. Sport, you haven't even touched my dick yet. Rookie,
help him out of his trance. Suck his cock while he gets to know mine."

I quickly obeyed and practically laid on the floor to start sucking Sports
cock, the second time he'd been in my mouth that morning. I felt him move
forward and he must have been sucking Coach now as I could hear the
gags. He wasn't as practiced as me. But Coach is accustomed to training his
team and he encouraged Sport along the way.

"There ya go, Sport. Take it slowly, you'll learn with time. This time I
want you to go all the way and hold your nose in my bush for 5 seconds. Can
you do that, Sport?" Coach instructed and asked.

"Yes Sir" was Sport's garbled response around the head of Coaches dick.

"Good boy, now. . . One . . . Two . . . " Coach began counting as I brought
my focus back to Sport's cock. It was delicious, about 6" and his balls
hung low. I knew better than to make him cum so I just causally enjoyed
sucking until I heard Coach summoning me again.

"Ok Rookie. Sport's ready to share. I want you two to earn my load together
and then share it."

I jumped back up and this time instead of immediately sucking, I guided
Sports head forward and to the side, myself taking the other. He followed
my lead and we began licking the sides of Coach's cock, feeling our tongues
rub against each other occasionally. We then started trading throat time,
whoever wasn't deep was on the balls nursing on Coaches hairy sack.

Finally, Coach informed us that he was close. "Rookie, I'm going to shoot
in your mouth but you're not to swallow. Remember, half this load is for
Sport."

I nodded and said "yes, Coach" as he began to stroke. I opened my mouth
with my tongue sticking out and stared up into his eyes knowing his load
was imminent. Within seconds he began grunting and, placing his cock on my
tongue, rope after rope of his cum entered my hungry mouth. It's harder
than you'd think to not swallow his load, a pig whore in heat tastes his
reward and needs more. But I resist. I have my orders.

Coach wipes his cock on my tongue finally and says "there ya go, boys, make
sure you share it evenly." He then grabs the backs of our heads and brings
them together. Sport has apparently lost his shyness and leans into my face
to start sucking on my tongue which is still sticking out.

"Oh fuck, Sport, now that's a good boy! Suck that load off the rookies
tongue," Coach praises as he lets go of our heads and steps back to
watch. I grab his face and pull him back a few inches and while his mouth
is still open spit a gob of Coach's cum in before leaning forward and
returning the favor with his tongue. We continue our cummy make out session
until I feel a warm liquid hit my face. The shower has been on but we've
been playing outside of its reach. We look up and see that Coach has begun
to piss on us.

"Keep going, boys. Make out in my golden shower" Coach orders and we
obey. Our mouths become one as his hot piss showers our faces and cascades
down our bodies. As the stream ends we continue our kiss until he
intervenes again.

"Time to clean up, team. Let's get you boys washed up." He has us stand up
and the three of us soap and scrub each other. Sport and I with full
erections still.

"Maybe next time I'll let you boys cum. Sport, meet me at my locker once
you're dressed again and give me your phone number. I'll start a team
chat," Coach continues to be in full control.

I follow Coach back to his locker, him in a towel and myself still stark
naked of course. He grabs a towel on the way and when we're at the locker
he tosses it at me saying "wasn't expecting that, but damn it sure was hot,
huh rookie?"

"Fuck yes, Coach! Sport is sexy as fuck too" I added.

"Hehe that he is. And as the rookie, you're to do whatever he says now
boy. Understand?" Coach was smiling, knowing my answer already.

"That won't be a problem, Coach!" I answered anyway.

"Good boy. Now get dressed and get to work, I'll text you later," he
replied and began to dry off.

I hurriedly toweled off and dressed, knowing I was now much later than
normal. But I was without regret and full of anticipation. My service
radius had just expanded and the possibilities were endless.