Date: Sun, 28 Sep 2014 12:17:07 -0400 From: PalmBch33444@aol.com Subject: A Fort Nite 12 A Fort Nite 12 18 years plus and being naked is all you need to read on...and maybe a glass just in case you get thirsty! The leather collar was sticking to my neck, as I waited outside the door at the Eagle. My instructions were very clear, and I had followed them precisely. Leather dog collar, old tight jeans, and black boots, was all I was allowed to wear. I was to drown myself in beer and water, without relief, and wait for him outside the club. Which is where I am now, and have been for 25 minutes. My bladder is tight, as I wait in the heat of the June night. Hot guys walk past me, checking me out as I stand there waiting. Atlanta men, there are no hotter, and I would lie in a sling all night, while any one of them dumped their load of cum deep inside my wanting ass. But that wasn't going to be happening tonight, or was it. I spotted my hot construction man or should I say Master as soon as he got out of his car. It was quite dark, but the dim lights in the parking lot were enough for me to see them. He wasn't along, the guy he was with was the same height, with short dark hair, and a hint of a beard surrounding his chin and mouth. They were both wearing jeans and were naked from the waist up, except for leather studded harness, that as they got closer I could see the thick piece of leather protruding into their paints, that I am sure held their cocks with a nice metal ring. They both walked up to me, and stood. Nothing was said, and like a good slave, I was not speaking to my master until spoken too. I had played this role to many times. He pulled a black leather leash from his back pocket and clipped it on the metal ring on my collar. Pulling it taught, letting me know my place. He shoved his hand down my jeans and grabbed my soft cock and balls. He squeezed them hard, making me wince with pain, but still I stood there, letting my master take control. His grip got tighter, and my bladder was now screaming for release, but I knew my place, and I waited. "Fuck boy, your cock is smaller than my 15 year old brother's." He said, trying the humiliation tack. But with a 10 inch cock, I wasn't really to hurt. "I'm sorry sir." I said He released my package, and pulled his hand free, shoving it in my face, to lick it clean. I could taste my musk on his hand, and with deep breaths of my smell, my cock began to grow. "You gotta piss, boy?" He asked "Yes sir!" "Okay, you can release until I say stop" He said "Right here sir?" I knew it was a mistake when I said it, but... He pulled tight on his leash, and my face was right up against his. "PISS NOW!" He commanded. "Yes Sir!" I responded obediently and relaxed my bladder until I felt the warmth of my piss begin to run down my leg and soak the crotch of my jeans. A few guys had stopped, and were watching, but I didn't care. I was finally allowed to piss, and I was gasping with relief as my the piss ran down front of my jeans. It wasn't until you could hear the sound of my piss hitting the ground that he pulled on my collar. "Enough!" He commanded "Thank you sir, it was most kind of you" I said He pulled me behind him, as he and his friend walked into the bar. It was dark, and crowded, with groups of guys standing around. Some were fully dressed with jeans and a shirt, while some were in a leather or cloth jock and boots. It was the Eagle, on a Saturday night, it will get wild. The colors of jocks, and arm bands told the story. Red, yellow, blue... oh yea it's going to be a fun night. They walked up to the bar, as I followed obediently. I stayed behind them as they ordered beers, and shoved one at me. "Who you got there Mark?" The bartender asked. "It's my urinal for the night. Right boy?" He said as he turned around to me "Yes sir" I replied. "Nice, looks like he's ready for the job" The bartender said, looking down at my jeans "Dude, I gotta piss bad, can I use your urinal?" I looked over at the guy standing next to my master at the bar. He was in his 40's hot body, with a red arm band tightly wrapped around his forearm. His body was in great shape, as I gazed his naked torso, his tight abs and the thick line of dark hair running from is belly button down into his jeans, my cock started to rise in my own jeans.. Master didn't say anything, he just pulled down on my leash, and I knew how to be obedient. I got down on my knees, and went to work. His jeans were zippered, so I opened the buckle of the thick leather belt, and pulled it apart. I could see his cock growing in anticipation. I popped his top button and pulled the zipper, exposing his red and black leather jock. Dale would be in heaven, I thought to myself, as I pulled down on his jock, exposing a unruly mess of dark pubic hair and his semi hard cock. His cock was impressive, not in length, although I'd bet when completely hard, he'd be over seven inches. No, it was the girth of his cock; this guy had a very thick cock. I pulled it free from his jock, along with his hairy balls. I cupped his balls in my hand, raising his cock towards my mouth, and sat back on my heels, with my mouth wide open and waited. My master pulled hard on my collar....."Boy, take that cock in your mouth and relieve my friend." Without a word I moved back to my knees, and engulfed the thick head of his cock. It twitched and started to harden in my mouth, as I felt the first drops of his piss on my tongue. It was salty and warm, as his stream of piss became stronger. My throat was open, and his piss was streaming freely down my throat, as I sucked and swallowed my first load of piss for the night. He pushed the head of his cock further into my mouth, as I worked hard to not spill any of his warm golden nectar pissing into my mouth. I drank him down until his cock was dry, and he pulled free. I licked my lips as I stood, knowing there would be a lot more to cum. "Thanks bud, can I buy you a beer?" The guy asked my master "Sure any time. My boy here likes a good stream, don't you boy?" "Yes, sir. I live for piss, sir" I said "Then why the fuck did you get up, boy?" He said as he yanked my leash down hard. My knees were on the floor again, and I was working on my masters jeans. His uncut cock and balls were immediately exposed when I opened his jeans. The thick cock ring attached to his harness pushed his junk forward. His cock was stunning, at least 6 soft uncut inches that fell over his large, egg shaped, hairless balls. I wanted him bad, not just his piss, but to get his whole cock in my mouth, and have him feed me everything his cock could shoot down my throat. So I just moved towards his cock, pushing back the skin, as I opened mouth. The hot spray of piss hit me hard as I was moving towards him. His piss splashed against my face and began running down my chest, before I could grab hold of his pissing cock and get it into my mouth. The flow was substantial, as I gulped hard trying to keep up with the volume of piss his cock was dumping into my mouth. His taste was good, almost creamy, warm, and with a slight hint of tang. I drank the yellow liquid down as fast as I could, knowing that once he was drained, I might be able to suck his cum right out of his balls. I drank him dry, sucking every ounce of piss out of his cock that I could. And when I knew he was done, I brought his soft cock deeper into my mouth, and began to suck him hard. His cock grew rapidly in my mouth, and soon, I only had 3 or 4 inches of his 8 inch hard cock still in my mouth. And then I began to suck him off, sliding his cock in an out, licking his now exposed cock head, and the globs of pre-cum oozing from his slit. The pain was what stopped me as I rose up off my knees. My master held tight to a clump of my hair, pulling me up off his cock. "Did I say you could suck me off" He said in my face "No sir" "Than don't take liberties boy!" He said, as he handed me my beer "Drink this down now, and this one too" He said pushing another full beer towards me. I already had to piss bad, drinking the two loads of piss and downing the two beers wasn't going to help. But I would wait for permission to relieve myself, just as my master would want me to. "What the fuck boy!" Master said as he looked down "There's fucking piss on the ground, what the fuck is wrong with you?" He said, pulling my collar down as I fell to my knees. "Clean that up, boy!" Was all he said, as I bent down, and licked all my master's spilled piss off the dirty floor "I guess your not trained enough to be our here. Come with me boy!" he said, pulling me up off my knees and towards the back of the bar. He dragged me into the bathroom, and shoved me between two urinals. "Kneel boy!" he said as he reached into his back pocket and produced to sets of handcuffs. And soon I was attached by my wrist to the flushing pipes of both urinals. "Piss pigs need to be in a piss pen. You stay here and drink down ever man that will give you his piss. Each time someone walks in, your mouth better be wide open, inviting whom ever needs relief to use you, piss boy!" He commanded, just as a guy walked up behind him. "Yes sir!" I said, and opened my mouth wide, just as my master moved away, giving way to the man that needed to piss. He looked at me, and then back at Master, who nodded. His cock was dark, and hair protruded from his zipper as he pushed his cock into my mouth. His stream came out strong, as his large spray of piss flooded my mouth instantly. I gagged and spit as I wasn't ready for so much piss so quick,, but soon I was swallowing his load down my throat as fast as he could piss it into my mouth. As for how it tasted, I didn't fucking know, I was to drunk on beer and piss. He pissed for a good two minutes, and then he pulled his cock from my mouth, shook the last drops all over me, and walked out the door, as he zipped himself up. That's when I noticed the line up. Three guys standing there with their cocks out in their hands. I opened my mouth wide, as I was instructed, and the first guy walked up and place the tip of his soft cock on my tongue. I closed my lips softly around the skin of his head and waited. His stream soon started, and it was so fucking good! I don't know what this guy ate, or drank but I loved the taste of his piss. I began sucking harder, wanting more and more, as his cock continued to fill my mouth with his yellow nectar. "Fuck dude, let's go I gotta piss here!" The third guy said "Yea, yea, I'll almost done!" my pisser said in a soft, moaning voice. But his piss continued to flow, and I was in fucking heaven. That was until I felt the hot piss hit my face, and immediately run down all over me. I looked over, and the guy who couldn't wait, was pissing on me, actually, all over me, as he moved his piss cock all round, up and down, drenching me with his hot piss. I didn't care, there was no way I was giving up this stud's pissing cock until I had every drop of his delicious yellow piss. And when he finally pulled his cock from my mouth, I pushed forward, licking the last drops off the head of his semi hard cock. "Thank you!" I said, as he walked away. Two more guys were now waiting for me, as the other guy continued to piss on me. I opened my mouth again, and the next guy walked up, and pissed. Then another and another, and another. There were a few breaks, but they only lasted a couple of minutes maybe another guy used me as his urinal. But for the most part, I was either sucking down some guy's piss, or getting hosed down by their pissing cocks. My master came in a couple of times, just to make sure I was obeying his command. Once he came over and fed me, or I should say relieved himself in me. As he pulled me into his crotch by my hair, shoving his pissing cock further down my throat, gagging and almost suffocating me as my face was plastered up against his hairy crotch. I was in there for over an hour, and must to have drain at least 20 or more cocks. I was drenched in piss, and not just other guys, my own too. I pissed myself at least 4 times, as I was either drinking someone else's piss or getting piss on. So when my construction guy, oops, my master came in and released me, he made me strip right there, leaving me in just my boots. I know I smelled like piss, I can smell it myself, as I was pulled by my leash, naked, through the maze of half naked men, in a bar that is wall to wall with fucking hot Atlanta men. Unfortunately, not many really notice me, as it's Saturday night at the Eagle. I know exactly where he is taking me, and I go willingly. The room is crowded, but only two of the four slings are occupied. Both with hot guys getting there assholes fisted hard. "In the sling boy!" Master says I turn, and fall back into the sling, and slide myself into position. He grabs one boot and wraps it round the stirrup, and then the other. Oh fuck, this is going to be fucking hot! "All right guys, fill him up! After that, the beers are on me." Master say, as the first guy walks up between my legs. I am so ready to get fucked.... yea give it to me. I feel him play with my ass a bit, and then the warmth of his cock head pushes against my asshole. It passes easily into me, but he's not hard. 'ooooooohhhh' Fuck yea! His piss warms my asshole instantly, as his strong stream of hot piss fills my ass and gushes deep into the bowels of my asshole. He moans softly as his bladder is emptying, as do I, as the warmth of his piss engulfs my whole body. As he pulls his spent cock from my ass, there is another to take his place. Again, the warmth fills my ass, as he pushes his hard pissing cock deeper inside me. I clamp my ass muscles around his cock, making him push a bit deeper, as his cock spews his hot yellow liquid, filling my hole. And then another, does the same, and another, and pretty soon my stomach and ass are getting tight, as each guy lines up again to use my ass as a urinal. My master is still there rubbing my stomach, making sure that nothing leaks out of my ass. And when he feels I've had enough, he sends the rest of the line away. "Boy, your fucking full of piss, but before we get you down, I need to piss." He says as he walks around the sling and gets between my legs. I don't know if I can take any more, but that's not how this game is played. "Yes sir, please give me all your piss sir." I plead, as he shoves his soft cock deep inside my piss drenched hole. He looks down as me, as his cock is pisses hard inside me. His hands reach for my nipples and twist them hard. My cock hardens instantly, as he pulls and pinches my now erect nipples relentlessly. I can feel his cock harden inside me as he continues to piss. "You like that boy don't you? You fucking piss pig!" He spits "Yes sir" I say loudly, as I am in fucking heaven. "May I piss sir?" I ask, as my bladder is so fucking full. "Yes, you may. But be careful not to get any on me boy!' he say pulling his hands away from my aching nipples. I reach for my hard cock, and position it like I have so many times before. My heavy stream of piss explodes from my cock, and arch's over my head, until I adjust my hand, and soon I am gulping down mouths full of my own delicious hot piss. Gulp after gulp; I have lots of practice with my aim, as my cock spews a steady stream of piss right into my open mouth. My throat opens and closes as needed, as I swallow the warmth of myself once again. "Good pig, drink that piss straight from your own cock!" Master says as his own cock is still filling me. Obviously I can't respond, as my mouth is on the verge of overflowing. But I am an expert at this, never spilling a drop. Practice came as a teenager, when I first discovered the wonderful world of piss. Many a time my parents almost caught me draining my own hot piss into my mouth, so I learned to piss in bed at night. Aiming my cock to my mouth, first with towels all around me, but soon, I was pissing straight into my mouth, not spilling a drop. I'm so into drinking my own piss, that I didn't realize my master had pulled out, until I felt the push of the rubber plug go deep inside me. Piss splattered all over my face, as he shoved the large butt plug deep inside my asshole. "Oh FUCK!" I said as the rubber plug sat tight inside me. "That's for later boy, I want to keep all that piss inside you." He said as he extended his hand to pull me from the sling. "You are one fucking hot piss pig" He said, as he pulled my head to his, and we kissed hard. "Now I'm going to take you home and FUCK that piss right out of you" Do you Like this story line? If you did too, let me know, I've let it go for a lone time. Should I continue? Email me at Palmbch33444@aol.com Also, please support our free site, make a donation to Nifty to help keep it up and running. You can find more information, and where to send a check on the home page of our site. Thank you.