Bathroom Blues-part 2

It had been two weeks since my fiasco in the bathroom of a local bar. I could still taste the salty, cheezy flavor of the unwashed dicks I sucked, and the acrid, alkaline taste of dickwad.

I was at a point where I could not control my desire to suck cock anymore, and with the pressure building inside me, I was driven by compulsion to seek out more degradation and mouth fucking. The following weekend I went to one of the many gay bars in the area, and braced myself as I walked in, the nasty butterflies of lust tickling my stomach.

I shoved a light blue handkerchief in my right back pocket...the signal in this particular area, that I was exclusively a dirty cocksucker, a bottom feeding cum eater who would suck any dick, anytime.

I sat at the bar and ordered a beer, and sat back tasting the icy beverage as I looked around the room. It was packed with customers, and a number of them had already begun to notice me, and several came over to stand by me. My sexual anticipation was overpowering...and I waited in dread to see what the evening would bring.

One male sat down, drinking a beer, and opened his legs showing off the large mound of hard cock in his crouch area. He looked at me as he shifted around, and grinned wickedly, knowing what my pocket signal meant.

"My weiner needs sucked off", he slurred, "it needs to spit in your mouth." He looked at me like I was fortunate to receive his offer.
Another two males were very close now sipping beers and rubbing their crouchs.

"He's got a nice mouth", another snorted, "nice fucking mouth!"

Unnoticed by me another of this persuasion had dropped a small capsule of liquid into my beer while sitting behind me, and I continued to take slugs of the beer, nervously contemplating the growing hump bulging out from the crouch of the first one who had spoken to me.

I was actually at a loss as to what I should say, and volunteered a half baked..."Is that right?" The one behind me who had dropped the date rape drug in my beer moved close to my neck and whispered to me..."We know you're a cum eating cocksucker, so the sooner we get started, the sooner we can do your mouth."

I turned around to face him, but suddenly became very lightheaded, and could hardly speak as I looked at his leering smile.

He spoke again..."You're gonna do just what we say aren't you cocksucker", he grunted as he took another slug of beer. I was becoming unable to speak or understand where I was, and just looked at him while he slid his dirty finger in my mouth.

"Suck my finger clean boy...I been jacking my dick all day and it's a little dirty now, if you know what I mean."

I could taste the salty, limburger cheese flavor, and sucked on it blankly as he grinned into my eyes. He looked at the other ones nearby, all part of the conspiracy...and took a slug of brew while I cleaned his dirty finger. "This cocksucker is ours boys...let's get going."

He pulled his finger out of my mouth and spoke next to my ear..."You come with us boy...and do everything we say."

I was beyond thinking now, in a robotic state, in which I would do anything anyone asked of me, however weird of disgusting. He got up and walked toward a long hallway at the end of the bar, and I followed him obediently, and the others followed me closely behind.

We walked to the end of the long dimly lit hallway and through a door into a moderate sized private bathroom. There was enough room for us all to fit in, however, and he locked the door and told me to strip off everything and give my clothes to them.

I did so without question, and soon stood there, my pecker hard and dripping, over the dirty toilet stool. "Get on your fucking knees boy and hold your head over the stool", he wheezed in anticipation, and soon I was kneeling there, the toilet bowl beneath my head, and six males unzipping their pants.

They all pulled out their peckers and stroked them, grinning in anticipation. The one who had been talking to me stroked his smelly dick near my lips and held my head..."You're gonna eat some cum boy, and you're gonna drink our piss!"

I merely licked my lips and looked up, unable to comprehend what was going on. "Yes", I said quietly as I tasted the precum he was rubbing over my mouth.

"Good boy!", he groaned, as he shoved his dirty peter to the back of my mouth.

The disgusting member was shoved to the back of my gullet and I sucked on it, as he had requested, and looked up at him blankly.

He held my head firmly and began fucking my mouth, his cold zipper touching my nose as I ate his large peter. He plopped his pork out of my open oral cavity, and immediately another dick was shoved to the back of my throat. 

The next one fucked my mouth rapidly, forcing my nose into his pubic hair and out again as he pumped his hips. "Aw fuck, this cocksucker eats pecker real good!", he drooled, cocksucker son-of -a-bitch!", he groaned as he grunted in pleasure.

"Well give us some of that dickeater too!", said another of the males, and with that the present cock was jerked out of my mouth, and another, even larger one stuffed into my wide open gullet.

He fucked his peter down and forced it roughly into my throat. I gagged but he held tightly, and soon he was throat fucking me as I looked up at him bewildered about what was going on.

He groaned in pleasure, and injected a thick glob of musky semen directly into my throat. I gasped and swallowed the mess, and most of it slid down my esophagus while some of it bubbled out from around my lips and dripped into the toilet.

He finished and his spent dick hung by my mouth as I licked my lips.

"Hey boys this cocksucker gonna make you happy!" He moved back and waited as the others took their turn. They fucked my open mouth for fifteen minutes, switching off one to the other, so that soon their balls were swollen with cum, and they were ready for relief.

They ordered me to hold my mouth open wide and began to jackoff over my tongue. Squirts of thick semen began to splash onto my long, outstretched tongue, and my face, as well as into the toilet below, and soon my mouth was full to overflowing, and my head was a mass of thick white foamy dick glue.

They laughed as I kneeled there holding the thick load of scum in my oral cavity, and ordered me to swallow it. I looked at them one to the other, and gulped loudly, eating the thick slime, and swallowing several more times to finish the wad. "We got this all on video too boy", said the first one, "boy you gonna be famous in local circles...ain't he boys?"

"He gonna be entertaining a lot of people around here, ain't you boy?," he laughed, gagging with enjoyment. I looked at them all and grinned, licking my lips all around my mouth, eating the globs of semen there.

Then they all pissed in my face, into my mouth, and onto my hair. The cum and urine flowed into the toilet bowl, and soon the water was stained a golden color, and gobs of white goo were floating around and attaching to the unclean surface inside.

They shoved my face down into the bowl and flushed it, and the musky water swirled around beneath, and wet down my nose, as my head went lower and lower. My face was now dripping with toilet water, and I sat back up when they released their grip.

They took me out a back door that led from the bathroom which in turn led out into the back alley. They laid me naked in a pile of trash and threw my clothes near me.

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I woke up a few hours later, and was shocked to find myself out back in the rubbish without my clothes. I quickly grabbed my goods and dressed, and ran down back alleys to my own place. I showered and washed the urine taste out of my mouth and from my hair, and sat contemplating the evenings activities.

"Dam, they got me", I muttered to myself, and it's my own fucking fault". Well at least I'm not injured, I thought, l believe they want me intact for more abuse later. Don't think I'll be going there again though. I had vague flashbacks of dicks in my mouth and swallowing a lot of liquid over a toilet, but most of the memory was gone. Since I smelled like a toilet they must have done a number on me!

It may be quite awhile before I'm ready to have another adventure I thought, but, truth is, I've definitely got an addiction, a nasty one, and I couldn't promise myself anything.

For now I fell asleep and put it all behind me...after all , tomorrow was another day, and life must go on.