I apologize for the delay in posting the third chapter. The typical reasons for typical delays apply to me as well. I love and appreciate the responses that I have gotten so far. I always warmly welcome any and all responses (especially those with pictures).
Sopping wet from the piss that had just been poured over our heads, Jon and I allowed Michael to lead us to the back of the bar. He pushed some tables aside and moved some cushions to the cold floor as padding. "Alright bitches, first order of business: remove those white shorts, but leave the jockstrap on. Then kneel."
Jon and I did as we were told. The shorts, see-through at that point anyway, peeled off of our bodies and landed with a soft, wet thud on the floor. Jon and I knelt next to each other, both facing the entrance of the bar.
"Turn around and drop down on all fours."
Rapidly, our asses were on display for the whole bar to see. Michael then blindfolded us to ensure that we were to be seen, not to see.
"Men, as you can see, my two sluts have quite hungry asses, which I'm sure are bored by now with the 'minuscule' plugs that are in there. Sadly, I can't let you fuck them - tonight. I haven't fucked 'em yet, and I sure as hell am gonna be the first. Instead, I have this."
Jon and I couldn't see what Michael was holding up, and wouldn't until the end of the night. Our asses wound up telling us and, at the end of the night, our eyes confirmed that Michael was happily jiggling a monstrous 24-inch double dildo in the air. Two cockheads joined back to back in one long cockwand, destined for my ass and Jon's ass.
Michael maneuvered Jon and me into place, our feet pushing against each other, our asses facing each other. Deftly, he yanked the butt plug out of my ass, to which I let out an involuntary yelp. Jon's plug was pulled out in turn. Then Michael pushed just the head of one side of the dildo into my ass, and the other side into Jon's ass. We were relieved at first because it seemed that our asses were getting a reprieve: after all, at most 1 inch of dildo was in my ass, no big deal for me. My hopes were quickly shattered.
"Alright men, my sluts have really hungry mouths - they confessed that fact to me over and over again when they set up this little rendez-vous. For the remainder of the night, their mouths are yours to abuse. You may fuck their faces, jizz in and on them, piss in and on them, spit in and on them, whatever you decide. Nothing too intense and, of course, no real damage, but their mouths are yours to abuse, with the proviso that by the end of the night, their ass cheeks must be pushed firmly against each other. I want them to feel all the length of that 24-inch dildo!"
I felt sick to my stomach. Who knew how many men were going to abuse my mouth. But at the same time, it was so fucking hot to know that I was just there to be abused. My cock grew harder still, painfully swelling around the chastity device that would prevent me from jizzing. I didn't have long to worry, as the first dick slammed into my mouth. I gagged a little, but slowly began to time my breathing to the man's fucking. He pounded away at my face for some time before roughly grabbing my hair to ensure the proper rhythm. And he pushed and thrust, he drove his own cock and the dildo deeper and deeper into me. Jon, I could feel through my ass, was getting the same treatment.
My face fucker (whoever he was) sped up, and I felt his cock grow bigger and firmer, squeezing against my mouth and throat. He plunged deeply one last time and shot his load directly down my throat.
As fast as he plunged in, he pulled out.
"No need to worry, slutboi, the next cock is on its way."
True to his word (whoever he was), a new man shoved his cock into my mouth. This one was longer than the last, but smaller around. My throat muscles adjusted accordingly, and I began to massage his long cock with my tongue.
By the end of the night, something like 20 guys had face fucked me. Most came right in my mouth, some down my throat, some forcing me to hold the jizz in my mouth for some time. Three men pulled out and came directly on my face, wiping the cum around and up into my hair. Six guys pissed on me. Four guys pissed in me. And all the while, half of the monster dildo was shoved deep up my ass.
Michael undid the blindfold, peeling the now jizz and piss covered rag off my face. He peeled another blindfold off of Jon's face. Blinking from the blinding light, I noticed that we were among the last people in bar. The whole evening had passed us by, and Jon and I were the main attractions.
"Time to go home, faggots."
Michael pulled us up, simultaneously pulling out the dildo, which plummeted to the ground in all its ass-raping glory.
Walking back to the car, neither Jon nor I seemed to care that we had been reduced to wearing nothing more than a jockstrap and a layer of piss/cum. We were exhausted but about to find out that our sleep would be anything but comfortable.