Wow What a Big Coc He Has

This is a departure of my usual stories. This contains elements of BDSM and piss-play. The idea for this story comes from a wonderful man, a real man whose frequent company and nurturing have contributed so much to my life and marriage to my lovely wife. Now please understand that I'm a bit too squeamish for stories with pee-pee in them but our man-friend says that what he likes best about me is how easy I am to take his direction. Under his guidance I did my best to please him with this effort.

All characters are over 21 and as far as I know, fictional.

Most people have found temptation too great to resist. Like a moth to a flame, we're drawn to something that we know in which we should not partake.

I was in the Club Nostalgia one fateful evening. Having to pee, I headed for the men's room.

Standing in front of the urinal, I whipped out my micro penis and emptied my bladder.

Someone enters and I see it's Max, the owner. What I didn't expect was how far he stood from the urinal beside me. I couldn't help but glance at his cock. Where I had to belly up to take a leak, Max was doing it from a distance of maybe 7".

I stood frozen in place having seen that monster cock and afraid to remove my hand from my lack of manhood.

"It's okay if you would like to see it, Billie," Max smiled standing beside me now facing me.

I kind of nervously giggled but could not stop from turning to look at his prize.

"Wow," I gushed.

Max grinned while I watched him strip his cock until an amber pearl of pee pee formed at the large head.

I simply was unable to look away. Unaware of my own erection, I didn't even struggle when Max collected that drop of piss on his thumb and pushed it in my mouth.

"Aaaah," I groaned as I tasted the acrid fluid.

Max laughed as he washed his hands. "If you want another look, Billie, you'll have to ask me."

When he left, it was only then I was able to react. Quickly stuffing my pecker back into my briefs, I licked my lips and fled the club.

Back home, I couldn't get the taste of his pee out of my mouth. Instead of brushing my teeth or gargling with mouthwash, I savored the humiliation of having a man push his piss in my mouth.

I lay in my bed reconsidering Max. I had never thought of him as anything more than an acquaintance. But I now saw him differently. Max was a ruggedly handsome man maybe 45 years old. Big and broad chested, Max was charismatic, charming even. The ladies loved him.

Unlike Max, I'm more like my dear friend johnnie. I am 5'7 1/2" tall and weigh sometimes 135. Like johnnie, I am decidedly unmasculine. With narrow shoulders, wide hips, and bulbous bottom for a guy of my stature, I am not a paragon of masculinity.

That Max even paid me the slightest attention, much less give me a private showing of his beautiful cock made me tingle all over.

I rubbed my erection very softly not wanting to cum as I remembered his big cock. I wondered how big it got when hard. But I for sure didn't have the nerve to like just ask him to show it to me again.

The next day I was back at the club. It was a great place. Max always played oldies. Hence the name Nostalgia. Some nights he'd throw themed parties where if you dressed the part your drinks were half priced. On rare occasions, Max would hire an Elvis impersonator to lip sync Elvis' hits. It was a profitable way to bring in new customers.

But the night after I saw his cock was just another night. Oldies coming over the sound system. The place partially filled on a mid-week evening.

I was sitting at the bar sipping my Pink Lady drink and glancing about at the few women who came up to the bar to order.

I'm not gay. I swear I'm not. But just the thought of Max' big cock made my dick grow. I didn't understand it.

I was on my second drink when Max suddenly appeared beside me. "Hey Billie," he smiled placing a large hand on my right shoulder. "Thinking about asking me a question, baby?"

"No, Max," I giggled and blushed.

"Don't lie to me, baby doll. I know you've been thinking about my cock. You can tell me. It's okay. It will be our secret."

I thought about what to tell him as his hand caressed up and down my back. "Max, please. What are you doing?" I whispered feeling his hand slide under my slacks to caress my upper butt.

"Hey baby. I'm just chilling with my friend," he smiled. "Now what were you about to tell me?"

"Yessss," I hissed very quietly. "I have thought about your gorgeous cock."

"I knew you'd like it, baby doll," he whispered his hand still rubbing my rear end. "All you have to do is ask me, baby. That's all. Ask and you will receive."

And then he was gone.

I shivered. It felt nice that Max would pay little old me such attention. Not much for social graces. Those of my ilk know whereof I speak when I say that most guys like to bully us and most women avoid us. Having someone like Max paying attention to me was rare and exciting.

The benefit of having a friend like Max became evident almost immediately. A pretty woman sat where Max had been. "Hi, I'm Janice. You must be a friend of Max."

"I'm Billie and yes, I'm a friend of Max," I lied proudly.

I won't blab about how Janice ended up coming home with me. Nor will I confess how I wept in abject embarrassment when I was unable to get an erection while she waited patiently. "It's okay Billie," she soothed me. "It happens to everyone sometimes."

I lay quietly beside Janice as she toyed with what she called my cute little dick. Thinking about Max' big cock, mine suddenly stirred. When I was able to get hard, Janice pulled me to her. Alas, when I attempted to put my dick in my new friend, I spurted all over her pussy then lost my hard on.

Janice, God bless her, taught me how to please and pleasure a woman using my mouth.

I gladly licked my mess from her tender folds allowing Miss Janice to steer my face where it gave her the most pleasure.

We showered the next morning. It was while we were dressing that Janice giggled and asked me if I was wearing panties.

"No," I insisted. Googling men's silk brief without a fly, I showed her that although they may look a little like women's bikini panties, they were made for males.

"Oooh, Billie," she grinned rubbing my dick through the soft material. "This cute little thing should be wearing pretty panties."

She was teasing me, or at least I hoped she was. "Will I see you again?" I struggled to ask.

Janice leaned down and kissed my forehead. "You didn't think I was a one night stand, did you?"

"Tonight at Nostalgia?" I asked hopefully.

"Maybe Saturday night, baby. Bye sweetie," she said as she walked off without commitment.

That left me at the minimum of Wednesday until Saturday before I might see my Janice again.

Afterwork the next evening found me back at my hangout as usual. I was looking around for Max, hoping he'd sit beside me again.

I sipped a Cosmo while I thought about his cock some more. "God help me. I can't get that big beautiful cock out of my thoughts," I said to myself.

Finally after a few hours as it was getting late, Max showed up to close out. "Hey bright eyes, how's my Billie boy?"

"I'm doing well, Max," I beamed at being called his Billie boy.

"Uh huh," he said as he counted out the register.

"Um, I met a girl last night," I bragged.

"Yeah? Who?"

"Her name is Janice. Do you know here?"

"I do, Billie. She a hot number. Get lucky?" He asked as he placed the next day's change in the cash drawer.

I giggled. "You know I can't tell you that?"

Max looked at me. "What I do know Billie is you'd love to see my cock again. All you have to do is ask."

I may have been tired. I may have had too much to drink. Whatever it was, my defenses were down. "Okay. Can I see it again."

"See what?" Max toyed with me.

"Your cock, Max. May I please see your cock again?"

"Not here baby doll. come home with me."

Very quickly I was in Max's nearby apartment. "There," he smiled dropping his trousers.

He stepped out of his pants and underwear giving me an unadulterated and wonderful view of his privates.

My dick was hard before I knew it. I reached out to touch it. Max stopped me. "There's a price to pay for that privilege, baby. First, you must take off your clothes."

Max watched me strip making a comment about my sexy panty.

I giggled and blushed. "Janice said the same thing but these are for men, Max."

Very soon I found myself naked in his shower stall on my knees. Max stood in front of me. Holding his cock, he told me the price I'd have to pay.

"I'm going to shower you with my piss baby. When I do, you'll taste the last of it from my cock. If you don't wish to become mine, you may want to dress and hit the road. Otherwise, ask me to make you my property."

I looked up at my friend. He wasn't joking. He wasn't being mean. He wanted me to be his. "Please Max," I heard myself ask. "Make me yours."

I saw the pee slit open as the torrent of warm urine washed over me. My pride, my dignity, my inhibitions were all pissed away down the shower drain.

Max aimed his cock at my loins and covered me there before his piss waned then dripped. Offering the large head to my lips, I slavishly opened my mouth to accept the last few drops. When Max was satisfied that he'd finished urinating, he pushed his cock into my open mouth. My eyes opened wide as I began to truly understand what it meant to belong to Max.

Whispering encouragement, Max told me he knew I'd serve him and his cock. "Baby doll, you have homo written all over you. You coming to me wearing panties was very respectful of you. Now get cleaned up and join me in my bed. I want to tell you what my plans are for me new submissive."

I showered wondering if I should stay or leave. Max had me beg to be his property. My curiosity got the better of me. After I showered I went naked to his bed.

He stopped me before I climbed in. "Go put your panties on, Billie," commanded. "I don't want that little flap of dick touching me."

Humiliated and hard, I retrieved my briefs. Explaining to Max that they weren't panties, he wouldn't hear of it. "As my slave, you'll wear what I tell you to wear. If those aren't panties, get some tomorrow."

Max had me lay beside him on my tummy so he could caress my pussy as he called my bottom.

"Baby doll, you have worn my mark on the outside and savored it in your mouth. That makes you mine. Understand?"

"I do. Max," I smiled to his stony and serious face.

"The act of you accepting my piss on you and in you tells me that you are unworthy of respect, Billie. You were placed on Earth to be used, for men to take pleasure from you. Men, Billie, not women. Not with that sad excuse for a dick. All that mean is you're the perfect slave for me."

"For starters, I expect you to work hard to earn my favor. You will never speak without being given permission. You will be naked or in panties when inside at all times regardless of who may be here or at the club where I expect you to be when I am there."

"In addition to duties I assign, you will offer your mouth to those I deem worthy of fucking your face. Consider yourself my girlfriends douche, cleaning my sperm from which ever hole I chose to fuck them."

Max then had me show him I could pleasure his cock directing me to suckle as he continued to lay out my future.

I found it easier when Max shoved his cock in my mouth. Now, instead of having it forced on me I voluntarily took his heavy tool in my hand and brought it my mouth. In my mind, I was surrendering to my future as Max's cock sucker.

I kissed the plum shaped head and tongued the pee slit from which I had already sipped. My other hand found his heavy balls which I held feeling their power as they churned what would be my first taste of Max's sperm.

"I knew when you didn't fight it when I stuck my piss coated thumb in your mouth you'd make me a perfect little bitch boy. You needed me to bring out the subservience cock pleasing faggot you were meant to be, right?"

"Mmm hmm," I agreed which his hardening cock 5" deep in my mouth. I was making my Dom's cock hard the first time I tried. I felt a sense of pride knowing I could be what he wanted me to be.

"Tomorrow when you come to me in panties, I'll take you to get fitted for a chastity tube and collar. Perhaps in the near future you might earn a tattoo or three. Would you like to be marked so all who see you know you belong to me Billie?"

In my mind it was settled immediately. "Please, sir. Let me show everyone you own me with your tattoos," I whispered as I jacked his saliva slick big cock.

Max chuckled. "I'm thinking of making you my home bathroom attendant slut. You'd be tasked with using your mouth to cleanse my guests organs of piss when they've finished taking their leaks. Would you like that baby? Men, women, fags like you, all letting you sample little tastes of their piss."

I shivered at the debauchery of the sexy idea and moaned, "ooooh God yesssss," I thought. "I will do what ever itis you want me to do, Sir," I said fully surrendering.

"Damn Billie, you're one sick bitch. I was only kidding but since you seem so eager to become a piss slut, you may get your wish."

Max was quiet, enjoying my efforts at sucking his cock. Raising his left knee and turning a little toward me, his hips began to move in time with my mouth and hand. "That's good, cock sucker. You have a talent as a cock sucker and I like sharing my good fortune with others. About that, I am not fooling. You will be turned out to whomever wants to empty their balls in your mouth."

It all sounded so horrifying and yet so damned sexy. Max was right. I needed a strong men like him to use me, make me his slave, make me his community cock sucker. I wanted it all.

I whimpered my acquiescence and worked my mouth up and down the spit covered shaft of my future.

Max shoved his cock deep in me while taking hold of my head and plundering the depths of my throat and my psyche. His sperm filled my body as his promises of many more cocks to service in my future filled me with a sense of belonging. I swallowed his gift knowing I was where I was meant to be.

Later, after I brought Sir his drink, he taught me to kneel at his side, my mouth shut, my knees spread. Every so often Max would reach down and scratch my head like I was his pet dog.

The next morning after he enjoyed the breakfast he had me make for him, he took me panty shopping. Selecting pastel colored thongs, Sir had me discard my male briefs at the store and wear the neon pink which he said would bring out the homo in me.

At an adult toy store where Sir knew the owner, Sir had me lower my pants to show off my pink thong before showing his friend my micro penis. "Got a tube to fit this faggot, George?"

Being exposed to George and his and Max's laughter was making my dick stand straight up.

"This little slut likes humiliation," George told Max.

"She gives a pretty good blow job. Want to try by slut out?"

"Maybe some other time Max. Let's find a tube small enough for this bitch."

Handing me a bright pink plastic tube that attached to my balls with a circular adjustable cinch and held in place with a little lock, Max decided it was perfect. "Lock that shit up, Billie," he said as he and George walked up to the front of the store.

I struggled but finally succeeded in placing myself in chastity. I hurried to Max and handed him they little key. "Here Sir. This is for you to decide when or if I'm to be freed."

Max and George exchanged knowing looks before Sir smiled and took the key.

Max taught me to walk one step behind him when we were out together getting in front of him only to open doors for him. It was all so serious and yet a serenity came over me. I had only to follow instructions. Thinking and decision making were behind me now. Sir told me he'd do all that for me.

Sir told me to go buy some ballet slippers to wear around his apartment while he checked in at Club Nostalgia and for me to meet him there.

I'd missed the day at work and asked for his permission to call. "Forget that, Billie. My bitch only works for her man."

I bought light pink ballet slippers and hurried to the club as instructed. Sir ignored me only looking up before going back to ordering liquor. then it hit him. "You should be doing this, Billie."

Max taught me how and when to take inventory. He wrote down the days the delivery people came by and warned me not to run out of anything.

I was busy doing inventory when Sir summoned me to the men's room. "Baby, I need to take a leak and want you to make sure I finished."

Max stood in front of the urinal and had me hold his cock while he emptied his bladder. "Strip it, Billie. Better do it right because your mouth will know if you don't."

I shook and stripped his big beautiful cock then knelt and took the head in my mouth. I can't be sure if I was hoping for a wayward drop or not. If I was, I would have been disappointed.

Sir put his cock back in his trousers. "Good job, baby doll. You'll be doing that a lot."

Remembering not to speak, I bowed in response to his compliment.

"Back to work and leave your pants and shirt in here. Remember what I told you about what you are supposed to wear here at at your new home."

I was in my pink thong and ballet slippers dusting liquor bottle when the shift employees began to arrive, "Look, Carl, Max has found another faggot to serve him," I heard them laughing. I blushed but continued my work.

Sir must have heard the commotion. Coming from his office in back, he confirmed his employees suspicions. "Billie is my new girl. If you treat her right, she might share her talents with you."

I blushed from head to toe and my dick hurt while trying to get hard in its new home. Sir came over and pushed up behind me. "She sucks a nice cock. Trust me on that," he said with a semi-hard spank on my exposed ass. He wanted his employees to enjoy seeing the hand print he left on it.

When I finished I joined my Master in his office. Sir had finished his paperwork and told me to take my position while he waited on someone special.

I knelt beside him, mouth shut, knees spread. I was holding that position when Janice entered without knocking.

"Oh my God, Max. I didn't believe you but it's true."

I was so very embarrassed seeing my first woman seeing me like I was but I did not move.

"I told you Billie would be the perfect slave. She gives pretty good head for a beginner don't you Billie?"

"Yes Sir. thank you."

Janice giggled. "Why do you call Billie she, Max?"

"You saw her naked. She's certainly not a man."

"We can agree on that," she chuckled climbing on Max's lap.

I wanted to see what they were doing but kept my face turned as instructed. "Lock the door, bitch," Sir said.

I rose and went to the door and locked it. When I returned to the couple, Max had stretched out and Janice had her short skirt up around her hips. She had fished Sir's hard cock out and was trying to put it in her pussy.

"Hold my cock for Janice, Billie," Sir commanded.

Janice had her sexy ass facing me laying face down on my Master. I held his cock at her opening and watched as she slid down until his whole cock was inside her.

"On your knees. slut. Lick my balls and her ass while we fuck."

"Oh my God," I thought. "How fucking nasty and sexy is this?"

I did my best to get my mouth on Sir's balls but was only able to tongue them. I licked up until I found Janice's secret place. I tongued her anus hearing her moan in response.

From her asshole to Sir's balls, I tended to the rutting couple like a good slave with my sorry excuse for a dick hurting more and more as my own excitement increased.

I admired Sir's stamina and the many times Janice climaxed with his cock in her.