stuffed cock story ...

[Will]

hey guys,

I'm new to group, read some of your posts, and thought I'd share this
story that was posted in another group I'm in. It's hardcore and
extreme, not for the faint, but I must admit I've jacked-off more than
once to it.

Posted by "moondoggie", I've traded e-mails with him. He swears it's
true. He also stresses how lucky he was not to be injured or
infected, even though there were safe and clean practices being used
that he doesn't mention.

Meth-Stuffed Cock:

In '02/'03 I was playing weekly with a hardcore s/m top named Rick.
Over the months, he had started stretching out (among other things)
my
urethra with sounds, working me over regularly, fucking the inside of
my cock.

For those unfamiliar with sounds, they're the long curving steel
cyclinders with tapering ends, made to be inserted into and to
stretch
the urethra. And sure, for some guys it's pretty painful, and it's
not unusual to feel quite a sting/burn when you piss after soundplay.
But I'm kind of a painpig even when I'm not high, so the insertion of
a sound into my dick while I'm tied-up only gets me harder and
hornier.

Over the months, soundplay had become part of our routine during
weekend-long pnp sessions. Rick's stated goal was to someday be able
to insert his index finger way up my urethra and fuck my cock with
his
finger til I'd cum. I should note that he wasn't going too deep -
4-6" into my 7" cock. Early on we discovered that he could fuck my
cock with the sound and bring me to climax pretty quickly.

During one raging weekend session Rick had been stuffing my dick with
increasingly larger sounds, making my cock hard and rigid while
rubbing the inside of dick raw. Holding my cock firmly in his hand,
he'd guided the lubed up sounds down into my piss slit, stretching
that poor interior shaft, then slowly withdraw the sounds, then
repeat
- over and over again until I was begging to cum.

Finally Rick said, "ok man, I gonna make you cum now..."

Steadily and rapidly he began fucking my dick and piss slit with a
sound about the size of my pinkie finger ... it was crazy, my dick
was
sooo hard ... I was close time and time again, but after a day and
half of partying, I just couldn't cross THAT LINE ... you know,
you're
sooo close, but you just can't blow your load .... my urethra was
feeling Really Raw and I finally had to beg Rick to stop.

I'm not into roles so much, but Rick is a typical sadistic top in
that, 1) when he tells you it's time for you to CUM, you'd better
fuckin cum; and 2) he doesn't want some bottom to tell him what to
do,
period. But he's also trustworthy, and he knew if I was using a
safeword (which I'd only done maybe twice in all the months we'd been
playing) then I must really need to stop.

"you fukker, my arm's tired, and I've none of your cum to show for my
efforts." Oh shit, I knew this was either gonna be bad or really
really bad. "I think you need more meth." I was already fucked up.
He'd slammed me twice, and had put god knows how much up my ass.

Rick gets up, leaves me spread-eagle and restrained, and puts another
pillow under my head, "so you can watch." He grabs a bag of crushed
xtal, which we'd used for snorting on and off, and drapes himself
alongside my body in a reclined position that allows him easy access
to my exhausted, raw, and now soft meat. "you'd better relax, this
might sting ..."

He took a sound that was about half the size of the one he'd been
using, and put raw, crushed xtal on the tip of the sound. He slowly
pushed down into my urethra .... oh goddammuthafuckinsonofabitch, IT
BURNS. I can't take it. IT REALLY STINGS.

But then I see Rick is staring directly into my eyes. This Fukker is
trying to make me pay for not being able to cum ... after he's dumped
drug after drug into my system! FUCK HIM. I stare back. Nod my
head
up and down.

"more," I say, staring right back.

He takes the collar stay that we use to scoop xtal out of the bag,
gets a big heap of tina, uses his thumb and forefinger to open up my
piss slit wide, and dumps the heap of xtal into my cock. Again, he
uses the sound to push the meth deep into my dick. Again, it burns
like a muthafukker, but I keep staring him straight in the eyes,
daring him to stuff my cock with more meth. My face and body start
to
feel flush, I'm getting a rush like a bootybump, only more severe,
and
I beginning to feel my cock harden again.

"that's what I'm talking about boy" says Rick as he feels my cock
rear
up. He repeats the procedure again, more meth... stuffed deep into
my cock.

As he lays beside me, he pinches my piss slit closed and while
keeping
it pinched shut, he begins to massage the underside of my dick with
his fingers, up and down, making sure the xtal is spread from top to
bottom of my urethra. While he's doing this I'm really beginning to
rush - somewhere I'm thinking how raw my urethra must have been, and
how that abraded channel is now soaking up the meth - it's not as
good
as slam, but way better than a bump up the ass .... my dick is really
starting to throb again, so so hard, and now I feeling a crazy good
tingling throughout my entire cock ... he begins stroking me up and
down, holding onto to my cock hard .... faster and faster, OH
fuuucckkk, this time I'm really gonna blow .... my cock feels like
it's had it's own personal hit of xtasy and every nerve is alive,
tingling ... OH FUCK YEA... and I blow a load that shoots about 6
feet straight up into the air ... Rick mops my jizz up with his hand,
tastes it, pushes the rest into my mouth, it's sweet cum with a sour
tina bite ... we're both on our backs, he's till got his hand wrapped
around my piece, and we're exhausted, happy, shivering ... I'm still
feeling little waves of orgasm shoot through my body, giving little
shakes ... wicked good.

"hey man," he says, "you better go piss, clean some of that shit out
of your track." Which I do ... the most fucking burning painful piss
of my life, (and for a few days after) ... and totally worth it.

We tried to make it happen again in the months that followed, but
thus
far, this was a one-time happening.

(NOTE: friends have since informed me how lucky I was not to get a
big infection/bad injury from this kind of play, and they're CORRECT.
As I told them then, and will tell you now, there were other
precautions against injury and infection which we always used with
the
sounds, but I still think this is risky play. Proceed at your own
risk. I'm happy to share the precautions we took with anyone who's
interested.)