By Felon

So the two of us were stretched out on tables with lit taper candles inserted in our assholes. There was activity at the other end of the room, probably eating, drinking and card playing. I assumed the candle wax would eventually burn low, but I had to lay very still on the table. Looking down I noticed some new equipment laying on the floor, chains, which looked to be former truck snow chains, clamps of various sizes, oxygen tanks similar to the tanks firefighters wore while putting out fires. Electric drills (hmmmm).

The room was a rather large room with wood floors and some tiled floors like one would see in an old supermarket. The neighborhood seemed to be on the downside, and either the place was soundproofed, or there was little or no commercial traffic in the area. I had lost total track of their time, and these men all worked different shifts — coming and going etc. I was exhausted, and Probie One looked like he was as well. The cracking of the fire dept radio was ever present. Without warning, I could hear chairs moving and footsteps.

The candles continued to burn, and I could now feel the wax dripping around my asshole. Probie One seems to be in the same situation, and he seems to be coming out of the trance he was in….

The men started to surround the two tables. They were in boots, red jocks, fire helmets, some had their red union tee shirts on and some were bare chested. The men were all laughing and making comments about the “Probies.” One of the men stated they had two fires to put out. They all pulled down their red jocks and proceeded to piss at the candles in our asses. We were covered in piss, it was dripping off the table. Probie One was muttering fuck..fuck..fuck. They all seemed to be enjoying their actions. Then two of the older men had on tight black rubber gloves and proceeded to remove the wax stuck to our assholes. One guy commented that both our assholes were cleaned and ready to be probed. I was puulled to the edge of one table, and the others proceeded to line up and fuck me. Probie One was getting the same treatment. Then we both were expected to orally clean their “hoses” after the fucking. This seemed to take hours.

We were both covered in piss cum and crusted all over. The Fire Chief brought over a one-inch cloth hose with a brass nozzle and blasted the juices off us both. Both of us still had cum drooling from our holes.

Then a power blower mounted on the ceiling blew hot air to dry us off. The men proceeded to roll us on our backs. Electric drills were used to attach our arms and legs with metal clamps screwed to the tables. A heavy chain and padlock was placed round our necks and locked to a clamp on the floor. Breathing masks were tightened over our faces and the tanks under the table were supplying us with an oxygen mix. I was feeling no pain from pure oxygen. Later one of the men presented me with my “Probie” pin which he pierced thru my right nip. Now I had a pin to match Probie One.

The radio started blasting away, but I could not understand the messages. The Chief came over and shouted that they were all called to work on a major blaze in the North Side. Some “smoke eaters” would be around in a couple of hours to check us out. The Chief will speak with us tomorrow. I still wondered how much was known of my personal situation, being that I was out of work. Already this experience was much more than I expected, but I was completely turned on by it all. Hopefully I would talk to Probie One before I had a chance to hear from the Chief.

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