evilcoyote

Part 18 There I was walking through LAX with wet jeans and people staring at me. Bull was close behind watching and he and his buddies were laughing at me and pointing. A man came up and asked if I was alright...to which I smiled and ignored him. Alright? What would make some guy think I was alright? I'm soaked, been on a long ass flight where I didn't sleep. My cage was hurting because I was so fucking hard. I stopped, and turned to Bull. "You have no idea what you have done. I am a pig and I wallow in it happily. Sir will deal with you lot." Bull just laughed more. "No pig, he won't." I turned back around and headed for the exit so I could just get home. I approached the taxi area and the guy looked at me..."You are going to need to change into something dry to get in my cab." I just looked at him, grinning..."No worries, I dropped to my knees and opened my suitcase pulling out a pair of shorts. I pulled my shoes off and stripped off my wet jeans. All the while the crowd was watching... including Bull and his friends. I pulled on my dry shorts and tossed the wet ones in the in the suitcase. Looked at the driver and said "Let's go." On the drive home, I thought about the last few weeks. How did I get here. I was a good boy, on PrEP before I flew to London. I returned a used pig...my locked cock harder than ever in my cage. Then I realized, do I really want this life? I reached down and rubbed my locked cage. After about half an hour I got home. Stripped and looked at myself in the mirror. Then my phone rang. It was Sir. "Hello, Sir" "Welcome home boy. How was the flight?" I told him all about the flight, getting more and more agitated. How Bull and his buddies treated me and pissing myself. "boy, l, they did what?" "You heard me Sir. They treated Your property like a piece of meat for their entertainment." "I will take care of that boy. That was not what I told them to do...but, how did it make you feel?" "Scared and excited, Sir. Scared they would not let me go... excited that I was doing what I thought You wanted, Sir." "boy, you are mine. If I wished you to piss yourself in public...I would have given that order." "Yes Sir." "Do you want to be mine boy?" "Sir, I am so confused right now. I haven't slept and I've just been humiliated more than ever before. I need to sleep and think about all that happened over the past two weeks." "Very well, boy. Good night. Let me know what you decide...but don't wait too long."

Thanks!

Part 17 Things started fine on the flight. Bull and crew left me alone and I settled into the flight. As the flight crew started serving drinks, they stopped at our row and as the guy asked if I needed anything, Bull said, "No, the fag doesn't need a drink." The flight attendant looked at me and I smiled and said I was good. I could see Bull looking at me, almost challenging me to say anything. After the flight attendant moved on, the guy at the end (still didn't know his name, not that it mattered) got up and said he needed to piss. He went to the toilet and I motioned to Bull and said, "While he was up I should probably go get rid of some of the piss in me." Bull laughed, "No fagboy, you will hold it until I let you go." I stammered, "but it's a long flight" and Bull just laughed. By the time he was done chuckling, or row mate came back and handed me a water bottle. "Figured you were thirsty, fag." I opened the bottle and took a sniff, sure enough it was his piss. The guy looked at me and said, "Drink up, there's gonna be a lot more since the flight is so long." The bottle kept getting handed to me almost as fast as I could empty it. About two hours in, I looked at Bull and said, "I really need to piss, please." Bull started laughing and poked the guy next to him..."Hear that Beast, the fag needs to piss." Then they both started laughing. The guy from the airport, was sitting in front of me and said, "Give me that bottle I've got to piss." I groaned. He came back and handed me the full bottle and smiled. After about an hour, they were all sleeping and the flight attendant stopped by. "Can I get you anything?" I looked at him and he had a smirk. I said, "I could use some water, please." "Sure thing." He reached over to get the bottle and I noticed his biohazard tattoo on his arm. He saw me looking and smiled, "You have to advertise." He came back a short time later and handed me the bottle. I opened it and he smiled leaning in whispered, "Drink up" and turned to walk away. I was really struggling to hold my piss and started to get fidgety. Bull stirred and opened his eyes... "You really need to piss huh, fag?" "Yes Bull, I really do." "Guess you should have thought about that before getting on a ten hour flight. You aren't going anywhere, those are the orders. Now, sit still so I can get some sleep." Fuck me, I screwed up. What the hell was going on and why am I being treated like a piece of meat. I tried to get comfortable and it just wasn't happening. I really needed to piss. I held it for as long as I could. Just as the flight crew started stirring to serve some food I couldn't take it anymore. I started to unbuckle the seat belt when I got a message from SIR...shit, he knew I'd have WiFi on the plane. "boy, you are learning. I have eyes everywhere and have a loyal following. I know you need to piss but you will only go when allowed." I settled back in and just as the flight attendant got to our row, he handed me another bottle. "Can't let you get dehydrated." I picked up the bottle and started sipping... there was no more room. I couldn't take it. Bull glanced over, "Well you might as well piss fag." I started unbuckling the seatbelt... "No fag. If you have to piss, your gonna do it right here and wear it so everyone on this flight will know how much of a pig you are." "Fuck! Bull we still have three hours to go and I can't hold it that long." "We know fag." I struggled to hold it and SIR messaged me again. "It's understandable boy, piss if you need to...the cleaning crew has seen worse. I'll talk to you when you are home. Glad my friends are keeping you company." That's it. I'm just gonna do it. I have to piss so bad. I started letting a little out but I couldn't stop. I pissed all in my seat, my pants, and the floor. My eyes watered I had to go do bad. "Great, you have room for more." As Bull handed me another bottle. This want on the rest of the flight. I drank their piss and if needed pissed myself. We landed in LA and I had to get off the plane. I figured, I'd wait until everyone else got off but if course Bull had different ideas. "Let's go fag, time to get off this plane."

Thank you. I decided to finish the one. There will be more chapters coming soon.

Part 16 After Bill left, I sat there on the toilet thinking about the past few weeks. What have I gotten myself into...Sir seems to know everyone or else he's having me watched. Fuck! I got up, adjusted my cage and grabbed my bag to head back into the lounge. I opened the door and this huge guy pointed down and said "Drink". I got toy knees and took him into my mouth. No sooner had his head passed my lips his stream started almost choking me. "Don't spill a drop." I grunted in acknowledgement. "Fuck you are a good urinal. You are gonna be really popular." I thought, what does that mean? I don't have any plans that would put me in a position to drink piss. Just then he pulled out and shook the remaining drops in my face. Fucking hell. My phone vibrated and I glanced. My flight was boarding soon. "Go on fag, you'll get more on the flight." I grabbed my bags and headed out. As I did, I noticed Bull and his friends following me. Including the guy I just "met" in the toilet. I to the gate just as we started boarding. My group was called and I got on the plane. Bull and his friends were right behind me. I got to my seat, 14C, an aisle seat as I hate being stuck on a long flight. Bull stopped... "Scoot over fag, we are row mates."

Damn, I was hoping it would be me...but I'm pretty sure is not forget your breeding me. Lol

I was at the now closed Canyon Club here in Palm Springs for Leather Pride one year. I went into the play space because it was a chilly night. I got on my knees and swallowed eight loads in about 30 to 45 minutes. There were these two guys who didn't want public so they took me into a booth and I swallowed both of their loads as well...all in all pretty hot for getting to swallow ten loads total.

@boyevilcoyote

I love the ones with "Ask me"...like what you want me to ask you 50 questions? Another favorite is the ones who put "does anyone really read these?"

Omg, I missed it too and was looking after I saw the original post too!

To stay over, I'd go CCBC over Canyon Club because the rooms are way nicer.

This sounds like a great time. If in ever back in Amsterdam I'll have to check it out...with the bareback stamp of course.

The Hun were great! DrubSkin is another one that does great work.

Right after taking a poz load

Deep inside

I'd love to have you and your fluids in me one day

As someone who has written two stories on here, one to completion and not, I agree with asking the author. The one I didn't complete wasn't because I lost interest. I stopped because it seemed the readers lost interest. If some messaged me I'd either finish it or I'd let them finish it or add to it referring what I started.

Tattoo pain vs piercing pain...hands down for me my tattoo pain was worse. My PA didn't hurt at all really not did my septum...nipples hurt more and the guiche was so painful it caused an orgasm. Oh, I should preface this by saying I'm a pain pig too.

Same, I've had mine since 1993.