The following story is part 3 of a four part story arc. It involves piss, cum, and guys getting sucked off. If you do not like this type of story, then go read a magazine. For my ever building audience, Here is the next story. I want you to enjoy...
HUNTING MOOSE -- PART 3 By Da Costa
I put the phone receiver back onto its hook and just stood thinking of what Moose could have planned at the old Robertson place. I started to get hard thinking that I was going to get to get more of Moose's piss and cum. I hoped that Bill and Alex would be there too. Friday was still a few days away and I had a lot of time to think about what was going to happen out there.
The old Robertson place was an abandoned farm about two miles out of town. The house sat far off the road and was surrounded by bushy trees that had overgrown over the years. Old man Robertson was a freak about privacy and had made mounds between his house and the road so the house could not be seen until you were right onto it. The house, barn and out buildings sat far enough apart so many cars could be parked there which made it a perfect spot for huge parties. In fact, a couple of times every summer, there has been some sort of wild party out there. Three years ago some drunk kid got injured and the cops made sure that no more parties would happen. I had heard that the cops got lax about the property and that smaller parties would occasionally happen.
The question still remained, why out there. I had hoped that it was because he needed a large place. Was he able to get the entire football team together? The baseball team? A big bunch of guys from the school? Or did he just want to play outside with no restrictions? Why did he take so long to contact me? All I knew is that I would have to wait. I hated waiting.
I tried to pass the time till Friday by doing yard work, fixing up my bike and just piddling around the house. Both my parents worked so I was left to my own devices. It was hard not to jack off because almost every waking moment was filled with the thoughts of what might happen and with who.
Friday afternoon finally came. I was in my room listening to the radio. I got a call to an early dinner. My parents told me that they were going to go visit some relatives for the weekend and were leaving after dinner. I mentioned that I had projects that I was going to play with during the night. I ate lightly because I didn't want to be full of food. I wanted to leave room for my liquid refreshments.
My parents left and I got upstairs to my room and pulled out my ratty old tee shirt with the torn collar from my last visit with Moose, Bill and Alex. I put it on along with my same shorts from the last time. They had the faint smell of piss still on them. Then I pulled off my shorts and grabbed the bag with the three jock straps and pulled out Moose's jock and I put it on. It was loose on me, but it still fit. I looked at the name MOOSE in black marker on the front of the waistband and thought, I do belong to Moose. I put my shorts on and my old shoes and went downstairs.
I got so lost thinking about Moose that I lost track of time and noticed that it was 7 O'clock. I figured that I better leave if I'm going to have to ride my bike out that far.
I got to the old farm just about dark and peddled up the dirt road toward the house. I stooped and heard music playing and a few whoops and hollers. They were definitely male voices. I got off my bike and walked it around the next mound and could not believe what I saw.
There must have been 15 guys holding beers and dressed in tee shirts and jocks, some in just shorts, some in just various types of underwear. All of them looked to be about 18 to 22. All looked like they played some sort of sport. There were faces I did not know, but wanted to. There were several cars parked in a circle, some had the headlights on and some had camping lanterns sitting on them. I saw two old style claw foot bathtubs (obviously pulled from the old house) sitting in the large circle. One was filled with ice and beer with several coolers sitting around it. The other sat across the circle from it with nothing in it. All the guys were talking, drinking, laughing and some were playing at grabbing each other's cocks. I took in the whole scene for a minute and then I spied Moose talking with Bill.
I came around the mound and Moose spotted me. He turned to the other guys and announced that the faggot piss pig was here and the real party could start.
Moose and Bill came to me and each one grabbed me roughly by the arms and ushered me to the empty bathtub. I noticed that the drain was plugged and there was already some water in the bottom.
"Get in, faggot." Moose said pushing me in. The guys started to gather around the tub. "Here's the deal faggot. You will drink piss and suck the cock of every guy here tonight. You will do the best you can and you will take whatever the guy wants to give you. Is that clear, pig"
I nodded. I noticed that the water in the bottom was piss. Then he looked at the guys and said, "Let's start."
Moose grabbed my shirt by the shoulders and pulled. The old fabric ripped and he pulled it right off of me. Then he grabbed the waist of my shorts and yanked on the front and the old button popped off and he pushed them down. They fell around my feet and Moose looked at me wearing his jock strap. I saw something in his eyes, but I couldn't tell what it was.
"Well, we know who he belongs too." One of the guys said.
"That's right." Moose said. "That's why I'm going first. Get on your knees, pig."
I kneeled down and Moose pulled his big, hard dick out of his loose running shorts and put the head inches from my mouth. He told me to open up. I stared at the piss hole and my dick grew hard. Moose relaxed and his strong piss stream started to flow. The warm water flew right into my mouth and filled it quickly. I took my first gulp and then there were cheers and comments from the guys gathered around. I tried not to spill any of Moose's piss, but I needed to feel it run down my naked chest and right to my crotch. I kept gulping the beer tainted piss till the flow slowed down. Moose squeezed out the last few spurts and then put his cock back into his shorts. The guys clapped and some of them made comments about me drinking another guys piss. Moose asked who was next and then said he wanted more beer.
The next guy was Alex who whipped out his long uncut cock and let his piss flow on my face and then he ran it down my chest and to my dick. While he was pissing on my dick, another guy stood next to him and started to piss on my face. I didn't know this new guy. He had a nice athletic build and kind of a short dick with a nice curve upward. They finished pissing and walked away.
Bill was the guy and told me to drink his piss with his dick in my mouth. As soon as I finished with Bill, Davey and his twin brother Donovan stepped up. They went to our school and graduated with the rest of us. They both played on the baseball team. They were built solid and both of them just wore white briefs. They both had red hair and a smattering of hair on their belly that led right to a thick red bush of pubes. They instructed me to lay down in the tub. They pulled their seven inch cocks out of their briefs and started to spray me.
"Lift your arms up." Donovan said. I did and he washed out my pits.
"Open up and drink my beer piss" Davey commanded. I started to drink his piss. "Now, get up here and suck my dick."
I got back to my knees and followed the dying stream right to his dick and started to suck. Donovan continued to piss in my face as I sucked his brother. Donovan's stream ended and he stuck his dick in my mouth next to Davey's cock. I tried to suck both at the same time, but my mouth couldn't stretch that far so I sucked on one and then the other in turn. These guys were so hard and excited that after just a couple of minutes of sucking them, they screamed and shot their cum. Davey shot onto my cheek and lips and Donovan made sure to shoot into my mouth. Their cum tasted so good that I tried to suck as much out as I could. They started to go soft and then walked away.
I drank more piss from hot looking guys and sucked a couple of more off and then felt the urge to piss myself. I laid down in the tub which now had about four inches of piss in it and I let my own warm piss fly into my face. I drank some, but I mostly wanted to feel all the recycled beer run of me. When I finished, I looked up and saw a guy standing over me. He was about my height and had short dark hair. He wore a tight shirt and a jock strap. He had a thick chest and looked like he tried to keep in shape. His chest hair was just starting to grow in (must have been a late-bloomer) across his chest hair and down his stomach. His legs were strong and hairy. In the dim light I could tell that he had very blue eyes. His face was defined with a good jaw-line.
"Stand up." He said. I got up and piss dripped from me. He lifted his right arm and showed me his hairy pit. "Lick my pit" I moved in and ran my tongue through the forest of hair. "Yeah, that feels good." I kept licking, taking long strokes followed by short ones. "Now suck on my tits." I ran my tongue from his soaked pit to the right tit and flicked my tongue across his hard nipple. He told me to bite on it. I gently nipped at it with my teeth. "That's the way, just a little harder now." I clamped down with a little more pressure and I felt his piss start to flow onto my hard dick. He sighed in pleasure. He told me drink and suck.
I got onto my knees and took his pissing dick into my mouth and started to gulp his piss. I don't know what he ate or drank, but his piss had a semi-sweet taste to it and I drank all that he had to give me. With his thick, six inch dick in my mouth, I started to suck on his hard pissy cock. He told me to lick his balls and I ran my tongue over his hairy orbs and then took both of them into my mouth and rolled them around. He started to breath hard and short and I knew that he was going to shoot. I turned my head and opened my eyes so I could watch his cum. He started to cum, but he didn't really shoot blasts like most guys do. The first shot went up and landed on my nose and the rest just flowed like a white fountain from his cockhead and ran down the shaft and to his balls where I caught it with my tongue. He cummed buckets and I tasted every drop. Then I licked his shaft clean. I was so taken with him and so turned on that I shot my load without even touching my dick. I had never done that before. Then he did something that I was not expecting. He grabbed my face with both hands, looked around to make sure that no one was looking at that moment and kissed me, hard with full tongue. He broke our kiss and made sure no one saw him. Most of the guys were getting pretty soused and involved in their own slurred conversations.
"Thank you." He said. I really liked that...and you. My name is Rob." He let go of my face and walked away.
For another hour, I drank more piss and sucked more dicks and swallowed more cum. During one intense face fuck from a guy whose dick was about as big and thick as Moose's, I noticed Rob standing next to the tub. I wanted to suck on Rob again and drink more of his sweet piss, but I knew that this guy I was sucking would not let me go until he shot his wad. By the time the guy finally came, Rob was gone. I was looking around for him when Moose came back for more. I had also noticed that a lot of the guys were gone. With all the beer that they had been drinking, I figured that they had passed out in their cars or in the old house.
"Party's almost over pig." Moose said swaggering over me. "Hey guys, " He called. "Let's give the piss drinking faggot one last blast."
Bill, Alex, Donovan and another guy staggered over to the tub and pointed their dicks at me. Moose started to piss first and then the others joined in. I had five pee streams pointed at my face and open mouth. I drank as much as I could. I gulped as fast as I could getting every drop of beer piss that I could swallow. Moose was the last to finish.
"Now, suck me till I cum in you your fucking faggot mouth, you cocksucking faggot. Moose had never been that bad before with his mouth before. I thought it was the beer taking.
I took his half hard dick into my mouth and started to suck on it. It grew hard very fast and bobbed back and forth and ran my tongue around the head. He started again with the dirty talk and was egged on by the other four guys who were beating their meat. After a few minutes Moose started to grunt and then let out a scream and blew his thick wad down my throat. This was the first time that I tasted Moose's cum. It was salty, thick and kind of rank. Somehow it appealed to me and I was glad that he had a lot. The other guys started to shoot their hot cum onto me. Some of it hit my face, shoulders, chest. Their breathing calmed down and they staggered off. Moose held his dick in my mouth till he started to go soft. Then he pulled out and said that his party was over and staggered back to his car.
I laid back down into the tub of piss and took my fingers to pick up the cum from the other guys and tasted each blob. I pissed on myself one more time and then jacked off. I laid in the piss for another few minutes and listened to the music from the radio and heard a couple of guys snoring. I got up out of the tub and put my shorts and shoes on. My old shirt was trashed so I just left it on the side of the tub. Even though we were having a semi-heat wave, I was still a little cold as I dried off in the night air. All the guys were sleeping it off and I figured I should just find my bike and leave. On my way home, I had to pee again and just let it flow as I peddled home. I was covered in piss anyway. What did it matter. Through the course of the night, I managed to drink or get pissed on by every guy there at least twice. Several times from some of them. I also sucked off almost all the guys too.
I arrived home at half past four and took a quick shower and crawled into bed. I would have slept with all the dried piss on me, but I didn't want to have to clean my bed before my parents came home.
I had dream after dream about sucking cock and drinking piss. I woke up with a raging hard on and jacked off. Then I rolled over and went back to sleep again thinking of all the fun I have had since that fateful night that Moose picked me up and made me drink piss for the first time.
THE END of Part 3
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