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NNTP-Posting-Date: Mon, 24 Jun 2002 18:39:46 CDT
Subject: {ASSM} Hot Story: MMMM/M: Forced Watersports
Date: Tue, 25 Jun 2002 04:10:05 -0400
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(Some guy emailed me a pic of a guy pissing in another guy's mouth and asked
me to explain what was going on.  This is what I wrote.

PS... I'd love to hear feedback on this story.  You can email me at
trader_32@yahoo.com.  I'd also love to get pics of guys you think should be
Mark and Brad.  If you'd like, I'll email you pics of what I picture these
guys to look like.)

Drink Up, Boy!

Brad felt an instant sense of relief as he relaxed his bladder and watched a
stream of dark yellow piss gush out of his dick hole and splash into Mark's
open mouth.  He'd been holding it for over an hour and thought he was going
to explode.  "Damn... that feels soooo good," he said to his buddies.

Mark reacted just as violently as he had when the four other guys emptied
their loads into him.  He thrust his hips into the air and tried to pull his
arms and legs out from under Eric, Jeff, John and Pete who held him in
place.

"Easy there, cowboy," Pete said to Mark in a soothing tone.  "Be a good boy
and drink it down nice and slow.  Yea.. that's right... you know it tastes
good."  Pete squeezed Mark's neck more tightly, forcing him to keep his
mouth open and gulp down the warm, pungent liquid.  Brad's urine
occasionally splashed out of Mark's mouth and against his wrist, which kind
of grossed him out.  Mark gagged and dry-heaved a few times, but with his
mouth quickly filling, relaxed his muscles slightly and concentrated on
swallowing Brad's pee to keep from choking to death.

The process had gotten considerably easier since Eric had gone first.  Once
they got the young wrestler firmly pinned on his back, they had to force the
top of a plastic soda bottle between his teeth to keep his mouth partly
open.  Eric kneeled over Mark's face and pulled his dick head out of the fly
of his shorts.  Mark's eyes opened wide and he struggled as hard as he
could, not liking whatever was about to happen.  He twisted his abdomen and
tried all his wrestling moves to toss the guys off his arms and legs.

"Hold the fucker still!" Eric commanded, not wanting to miss his target.
Brad grabbed a clump of Mark's hair and held his head into place.  Eric
gently stroked the head of his penis a few times before a quick burst of
whitish piss shot out of the hole and directly between Mark's teeth.

"Ewwwww.. that's fuckin' sick!" John yelled, as he stared in excitement.
"He's drinking fuckin' piss!  AWESOME!"

Mark thrashed wildly and almost puked.  "You can do it, dude," Eric said to
Mark as he stopped peeing and gave the helpless stud a moment to recover.

"Ok.. he's ready now," Pete said, twisting Mark's face back towards Eric's
cock.  Eric quickly let another stream blast into Mark's mouth and refused
to stop.  Mark gagged and coughed but was forced to settle into a routine of
gulping down the sour liquid.  The process was pretty much the same when
John, Jeff and Pete went except they discovered they could discard the
bottle and squeeze Mark's neck to keep his mouth wide open.

The guys watched closely, almost mezmerized, as Brad moved his penis in a
small circle, spraying his piss against the roof of Mark's mouth, straight
down his throat, over his compressed tongue and back again.  They estimated
that Mark, who was lying on his back wearing a blue A&F tee shirt, baggy
khaky jeans and sandals, had consumed about 3 six packs of "recycled" beer
in 15 minutes, if you didn't count what he coughed all over himself.

John raised Mark's tee, slid his hand just slightly under the waistband of
Mark's boxers and pressed down firmly on his belly.  "Yep.. dude's gettin'
pretty full... like a fuckin' water balloon."

They didn't have anything against Mark; in fact, they didn't know him.  He
just happened to swagger up to the urinal at the right time.  And they
initially had a hard time getting the young wrestler onto his back and into
position, but a few quick blows to his testicles made him easier to work
with and stopped him from yelling for help.

After what seemed like an eternity, Brad pushed a few final sqirts of pee
into Mark's mouth and was startled when the restroom door unlocked and a fat
balding old man appeared.  "What the hell are you kids doing?!?!," he said
gruffly.

Jeff clutched Mark's throat tightly to keep him from talking.  "Ah...we
caught this guy messing up the
bathroom, sir, and we thought we'd teach him a lesson."
Brad shook his limp penis a few times, dropping pee across Mark's face.

"WHAT?!?!", the janitor yelled, locking the door behind him.  "I'll teach
you a lesson, you little fucker," the fat old janitor said as he unzipped
his fly and pulled out a small, uncut cock.

The boys glanced at each other with glee -- and disgust -- as the janitor
knelt down beside Mark's face and rapidly started stroking his penis.  Mark
twisted and turned as hard as he could but was unable to shake the boys
loose.  John joked that he felt like he was "breaking in a bronco or
carnival bull."

"Easy there, cowboy," Brad said to Mark while grabbing a fist full of his
spiky hair and pulling his head back farther and resting his dripping cock
head on Mark's forehead. "Open your mouth good and wide for the nice man.
He's got a treat for you."

The boys craned their necks to get a better view, curious to see how their
new buddy was going to react to eating the old fat guy's semen.  "Oh
man...," Jeff said with a smile.  "This is gonna be so fuckin' gross I could
puke just watchin' it.  Is he really gonna eat this guy's jizz?!?!?!"

Brad twisted Mark's head slightly to the right to align his mouth with the
janitor's oozing cock.  Mark thrust his muscular hips off the floor a few
times in a last-ditch effort to break free.  John slid his hand under Mark's
shorts and boxers again, his finger tips brushing the curls of Mark's pubic
hair, and forced his hips down onto the floor.  "What's your fuckin'
problem, dude!?" he yelled at Mark.  "Hold the fuck still!"

The janitor leaned forward, positioning the head of his small penis right
outside of Mark's gaping lips and shot a stream of gloppy white cum across
his face and then directly into his mouth, coating his tongue and throat.
"Ewwwwwwwww!" the boys yelled in unison, not believing what they were
seeing.  Mark's muscles flared again, but he was too tired from struggling
to put up much resistance.

The old man squeezed his small cock from the base to the head, forcing a few
long strands of sperm to drip down onto Mark's white teeth and red tongue.
With the old man's cock drained, Brad held Mark's mouth closed and pinched
his nose, forcing him to swallow the hot spunk before he could breath.
"Lick it all around your mouth, man," Brad said with a smile.  "Really get
the flavor of it.  Yea.. you're loving it, aren't you, dude?"  Mark dry
heaved as the goo oozed down the back of his tongue and lingered like warm
salty slime in his throat.  "I can't believe he ate it!" John yelled with a
laugh.  "This dude is fuckin' SICK!"

The janitor scooped a glob of cum with his index finger off of Mark's
five-o-clock shadow and held it up to Mark's mouth like a small blob of sour
cream.  He shoved the dirty finger between Mark's lips, swirling it against
Mark's tongue and teeth, causing him to gag further.

At that moment, the boys smiled at each other and then jumped up, shoving
their limp cocks back into their shorts and ran out the door, laughing and
yelling "thanks, dude!"

Finally free, Mark quickly rose from the cold bathroom floor and stumbled to
the sink, gagging and spitting.  But before he could take a drink of water,
the janitor grabbed him by the back of the shirt and shorts and pushed him
roughly out the bathroom door.  "I better never catch you in here again,
kid!", he yelled.

"What the hell was that all about?" Mark's girlfriend said in an irritated
voice.  "And what the hell took you so long!?!  I've been waiting out here
for fucking 20 minutes, asshole!"

"Ah.. nothing...", Mark said slowly, slightly disoriented and trying to
regain his composure.  He suddenly became aware of the throbbing pain in his
balls and the bloatedness of his stomach.

"Good, cause I'm dying of thirst," she said.  "Let's get something to drink.
I have to pee."

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