By Felon
So I was strapped down on the table and hospital style restraints were used on my arms and legs. My hole was totally exposed. He left and returned with his straight edge barbers blade to remove excess body hair that the “nair” bath missed. “Stay still,” was the warning, and then I could hear the kitchen door slam and footsteps approaching.
A heavy leather bag was dropped on the floor near me..
“Is this the new probie I have seen on the closed-circuit camera?” This was a booming voice behind me, and I felt a large thumb up my ass. There was some discussion and then both men wanted to “take me out for a test run.”
The Chief replied and added, “I hope this one lasts longer than the ex con Craig had picked up at that biker bar.”
Hmmmm. I wondered what that was all about.
From his toy bag he pulled out a firemans gas mask, with a short hose and a popper bottle in his hand.
“Let’s get this probie fuked up quick.” And then the rush hit me…
The Chief ripped off his dirty crusted jock and hung it on a nail. Another capsule was shoved up my ass. I was asked, “is the room spinning yet, probie?”
By then it was, and the Chief mounted me first. The first plunge was painful and then I felt a wave of sweet numbness fall over me, as well as that deep popper sweat. Soon I was feeling no pain, and these two were like pile drivers on my hole. Then I heard the sound of music, loud and familiar, “Dark Side of the Moon.”
Both of these guys were taking turns going at me with full force. One had a leather strop in his hand and was swatting at me as well. The Chief blew his large uncut hose first, while his buddy completed the job. Then I was mouth cleaning the chief. When finished he left and came back with his jock, moistened with his piss, and shoved it in my mouth. His buddy was still at it in my ass, and then he too blew his load. Then he shoved a latex plug in my ass. I was now alone on the table, high, sweaty, and really shaken.
Both of these men left and returned with a six pack of cold beer, and proceeded to discuss the events of the night, and if I was acceptable to the group. I was ignored, it had to be 1 am or later, by then I was coming down from the popper high but still had whatever that was shoved up my ass keeping me stoned… The gas mask had been removed but i was deeply gagged with the jock strap. The chief said he assumed some or all of the others had tuned in for a look at the new probie.
The chief, naked in his firemans helmet, leaned over and said the night was a success.
“There is one other member that has to ride your ass,” he told me. “He is at work but will stop by after work and take a spin up your ass. You just lay here, piss if you have to in the bucket under you, and wait. We are going upstairs to crash in the fireman’s dorm. Elroy will see you in the morning, and maybe me as well.”
“There will be a union meeting this weekend,” Chief said. “Be available from 4PM Friday through Sunday night late.”
I was to receive an email and would be told where to be picked up for the weekend gathering.
