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Nature trail piss-whore, (urination)
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I just took a sip from a bottle of my own piss as I am writing down these words, conditioning if you will for the next time I get it from the tap. Like a good athlete needs to train and condition regularly so that you're always prepared for game day I too am continuing my training as a piss whore. My name is Guy Fisher and I am a piss whore and a slut. I also have my dog collar on and have had large butt plug up my ass for the last several hours and will keep it there as I continue to write my story.
I don't remember how much action I got that day, I know that when I left I was quite satisfied with myself and what I had done. I proceeded to walk back down the nature trails to where my clothing was hidden knowing that I had just taken my game to the next level, I had become a real slut, cruising naked what a rush, could there be anything better?
Chapter 2,
It wasn't long before that urge was burning within me again. Actually it had never left me, you see what makes me a slut and a whore is the fact that I seek no pleasure for myself, I exist to serve the pleasures of real men. Therefore I stay perpetually horny all the time, you don't have to so much as look at me a certain way or rub your crotch and I'll be on my knees in a flash sucking your cock.
That's why I have to be careful because when I get to this point, this urge, this mind set, I am nothing but a worthless slut. I become totally consumed with a singular purpose in life and that is to receive cock from as many men as I can.
That's where I was at again this day, sort of in a blind haze where everything appears to be focused through a tunnel.
If you so much as glanced in my direction I would drop to my knees and start jacking off furiously, leaving no doubt as to what I was there for and would open my mouth wide and beg plaintively for you to come closer, drop your pants and allow me the privilege of engulfing your manliness.
I pulled up to my usual parking spot. I walked around on the upper trails, the first poor bastard I spot I walk up to and ask you want me to suck your dick? He declines simply by saying no.
I respond by telling him; your loss, I'm planning to suck a lot of cocks here today and I am sure it wont take me long to find one. I was right.
I glanced down the concrete embankment and noticed a punk, (no really a punk), he had it all, the nose ring, lip piercings, low rise jeans with plaid boxers, the studded belt with jet black hair with red streaks in it combed forward partially covering his face.
I proceeded to find my way down the embankment and moved slowly but deliberately in his direction, finally passing him within just a couple of feet. The nod, the brief "hey'.
On the other side of the stream I found a dead log from a tree that had fallen long ago. It was smooth and roughly the height of a bench. Perfect!
I sat down and removed my shoes, then my socks, the punk boy I was eying from the corner of my eye was still standing were I'd left him maybe, ten to fifteen feet away. I mean who knows maybe I just wanted to soak my feet in the cool creek. Yeah right, I knew why I was there, he did too, he just hadn't admitted it yet.
Then without hesitation I decided, why take of my shirt next, if I was the slut that I was becoming and wanted to be, I'd lose my pants next which I did. I suppose it doesn't matter which clothes I chose to take off in which order, because immediately I pulled my polo shirt up and over my head and was now standing in that cool stream in nothing but my thong.
That was it I'd put him over the edge and he broke his silence. What the fuck man? You walk down here and start taking your clothes off right in front of me and you strip down to a thong?
I'm here to suck dick, you want me to blow you?
Right here? Now? All's it takes is someone to walk up to the edge up top and look down and they'll see you.
I respond by saying that there's only one guy up there and he's not interested and that more than likely I scared him off and he's already left.
Yeah but someone else could come.
Yeah your right so we better get started, come on I am the one who is sitting here naked, well almost, who's more likely to get busted? Come on lets see it.
Who'd ever think a naked guy would have to sit there and beg another guy to suck his dick? Christ I'd resulted to this and I still had to coax guys into doing what they'd cum for.
He did unzip and begin to massage his dick while he continued to stare at me in disbelief, it wasn't very big, maybe five inches, cut, nice looking though. At this point I'd lost the thong too, the only reason I'd left it on is that if being naked wasn't enough to convince him that I was a fag, certainly the thong would confirm it.
I began beating myself off, jacking off with a steady medium paced rhythm; I didn't want him to think I was going to blow all over his Vans tennis shoes as he approached.
It worked! He inched closer until finally I had my lips around his nice little dick. It tasted a bit salty and a little sweaty, I didn't care and it didn't matter. Needless to say it didn't take long and he was beginning to climax and I could taste his pre-cum, he asked if I wanted to swallow it, very courteous don't you think?
I briefly withdrew his penis from my mouth and for just a millisecond, I believe he thought I was done blowing him, some guys after all will give another guy head, but they don't want to swallow or even help the poor guy finish the job. I've always thought that to be very rude.
I looked up at him and said I'd love to swallow but today I want you to blow it on my face instead.
Just one more thing to make it clear as to why I was there, a nice ample load of man sauce on my face to start off the day and mark me for what I am. Soon his cock nutted and I got my first facial of the day, wonderful man juice, sticky and gooey clinging to various parts of my face and chest.
Once he'd finished he looked at me as if I was the one who was the freak, hey he was the one with all the holes on his body in places they didn't belong. I was just a slut sitting there with cum dripping off my face and onto my chest, naked, exposed for the world to see. And I was the freak?
(Side note), from the time I've started this story I've drank roughly half the bottle of piss sitting next to me.
I sort of laughed and began walking down stream carrying my clothes with me but otherwise completely naked. The reason I was carrying my clothes is because I was in a heavy traffic area and I didn't want some fag basher or some other cruel SOB seeing what I was doing and putting two and two together and figuring out that those were my clothes and scattering them, or worse hiding them up top or leaving with them and tossing them. Talk about fucked.
Gulp, god that's nasty.
As I proceeded further down stream I found a spot that I was familiar with, less traffic, not where the occasional traveler would stop and decide it would be neat to take a nature walk along a stream.
Everyone I'd ever come in counter with in this spot knew what they were there for, it was isolated and a fairly difficult hike to get down to from the road above and the only other way to get there was to do what I had done and walk down the stream bed. That's why there was always action there; it would be really difficult for someone to surprise you at this spot.
I'd had stashed my clothes safely and wondered around for a bit, wondering who I'd be sucking next.
Problem was that there wasn't anyone there.
Fuck, goddamn it, nothing worse than being so horned up and feeling so slutty and not being able to do anything about it. I'd waited maybe another fifteen minutes or so then gathered my clothes and began walking back up the stream. Then I saw him a blonde Nordic god, all of maybe 19 or 20 years old. Holly fuck, with great agility he was hopping from rock to rock attempting to keep his balance so as to not get his pricy sneakers wet. He was pursuing me, he was on the hunt for a willing cock sucker and he knew he'd found one. What a rush for a slut like me, my heart started to beat a little faster, I knew it wouldn't be long now. I stopped just as I saw him go into a blind spot on the other side of a huge boulder. I knew it would just be seconds and we'd be face to face.
Moments later he was standing on the rock right in front of me mid-stream, no more than maybe a foot apart.
Hey. Hey. What are you into?
Not what are you doing down here naked with no clothes on, he knew why I was there; he knew why HE was there, he was there to find a guy like me, today was his lucky day, mine too. Here I was no clothes on at all; completely naked, not even wearing my thong, talking to this gorgeous blond boy, ready to do what ever he asked of me. Jackpot it was working!
Place your order is all I said. He then said; ok let's go over there, pointing to an abandoned utility bunker with graffiti all over the concrete wall, I didn't even know what he'd want me to do. After all does it really matter to a slut? NO. He could have me blow him, fucked me, both, whatever he wanted to do. He began easily hoping over the rocks and to the other side of the stream. I chose the path instead and was going to walk over the damn to the other side and that's when we both noticed.
We noticed there was another guy maybe 22, at the most, working his way down the steep embankment from the road above, he must had seen the other guys car parked above and decided to check it out. I'm sure when he looked down he saw this naked guy talking to this blond god and figured he was going to get some too.
Hey, is all he said, I looked at my blond Nordic god and asked is it going to be ok if he joins us too?
Sure, I don't care, why not, the unspoken words were, why not, you're the slut you're the one that's going to be doing all the work.
For some reason I got delayed by some rather slippery rocks or just what I don't know. What I do know is that these two hot looking guys were already inside the partially enclosed utility bunker and then I heard them say in a somewhat demanding tone.
He fag hurry up we both want our dicks sucked and they began laughing. Holly fuck music to my ears, does it get any better than this? They'd recognized me for who I was a slut; they were making humiliating gestures toward me, demanding that I service their cocks. And although they didn't utter those exact words that is what they'd meant. They knew I was starving for cock and they were both about to get head from a naked cock starved faggot.
I walked in upon them and they both had already unzipped and partially lowered there jeans, cocks semi hard, exposed and were gently stroking each others dicks. At least I now knew they weren't totally straight. They knew the drill.
Gulp, fuck nasty, I'm going to chug the rest right now. Problem is I have to piss again.
I looked at them both and said, wow lucky me and dropped to my knees and began enthusiastically sucking on the ten inch fat cock of the blonde Nordic god.
Not wanting to be selfish I was also soon sucking on the brown haired guys' cock too, goddamn he was probably 8 inches himself and fat too! I was in fucking heaven.
Soon I was going back and forth between the two with one purpose, to get them both off. I had one in my mouth and the other one in my hand. As soon as one cock would get a little dry I would switch and start to blow the other guy. I even tried desperately at one point to stick both of them in my mouth at the same time. They were so big I barely got passed to the two heads and was soon back to my previous routine.
Then the brown haired angel said uh, uh I got to go.
NO, fuck don't go you haven't cum yet.
I'm just getting a little nervous man.
Ok then I'll just concentrate on you until you cum, and then I'll finish him. I turn to my Nordic god and asked, is that ok with you?
Sure.
Oh man I had to work quick and get this guy off before he gets really scared and bails and worse yet now I am wondering if he's too nervous to cum.
I began blowing him with furry using my tongue, lips, spit and fisting his cock up and down as his shaft penetrated my mouth and throat.
The exploits of a talented cock sucker let me tell you, it worked. He began to moan and I increased my speed and rhythm and began massaging his balls with my hand trying to gently squeeze out the cum I wanted so desperately.
Suddenly he pulled out, he was about to blow, clearly for whatever reason he didn't want to cum in my mouth.
I quickly said, come on man don't waste it blow it on my fucking face.
I came a little closer, not close enough, I moved forward and he was a bit taken a back by my boldness, soon though his back was up against the bunker wall.
I worked my way to position my face under his dick as much as possible to have it in my face for a direct hit and he didn't disappoint. Soon there was spurt after spurt of hot thick creamy man goo on my forehead, running down the side of my nose in my left eye and on my lips and cheeks.
I made no attempt to wipe any of it away.
The brown hair angel then said wow did you blow someone else before us? Sure did I said. He responded by saying I though that was dry cum on your face and chest. Well thanks and he started to walk away.
I called out to him, if you see anyone else up there tell them to come on down and get their dick sucked too. Sure will thanks by.
Now more delighted than ever, fuck yeah I was two and two today, well really three and two if you count the first guy, who gave a fuck I was on a roll. I'd just blown two guys to completion and was about to finish up the third one.
Here I am completely naked, servicing two fully clothed hot looking young guys, I had a raging boner that I would do nothing to satisfy, I felt like my own cum was backing up to my dang eyeballs fuck was I horny and I wasn't going to stop, there was no reason to. I had this beautiful blond boy's cock standing at attention looking me right in the face. I swallowed it.
I decided since he didn't appear to be in any particular hurry that I would take my time just a bit and savor this wonderful piece of man (boy) meat in my mouth.
I didn't matter I think witnessing my facial from the other guy had already put him over the top. Oh god, oh god, I am about to cum! You want me to cum in your mouth? I am about to cum, oh my god! I never answered I just figured from my increased enthusiasm and faster rhythm and me purring with delight that he'd figured it out. Blast after blast of hot steamy boy seed was entering my mouth. I kept a tight seal around his shaft sure not to lose a drop.
It had all been a little too surreal for him I think, he just said, uh I gotta go and he quickly scurried away. Sure just leave the fucking naked slut here dripping in cum, which is what he did.
Wanting to be drenched in cum I kept his ample load in my mouth for just a bit, letting it comingle with my spit and saliva. I then pumped out my chest just a bit and let the entire contents run out. Fuck what a mouthful. I gingerly touched my face feeling the various globs and stickiness from the loads already on my face. I feel my chin, extremely thick goo, I glance down at my chest, cum is dripping down my chest onto my groin, dick and balls and even dripping down to my thighs and calves. I had done it. I was dripping in man juice from head to toe.
You think I would have been satisfied? Fuck no, I was just getting started, I wanted more, I was going to be bolder, I was cum drunk I couldn't stop even if I wanted to and I didn't want to.
To be continued;