Zoro's Nullification Station

Jimmy and Ted got back from their morning run just as their neighbor, Alex Russo, was hoisting a pony keg over one of his cannonball-sized shoulders and another under his other thick arm.  

"Hey, Mr. Russo," they called to the sweaty muscleman.  "You need a hand?" Ted asked, noting that the top keg looked a little unsteady.  The boys simultaneously admired and were intimidated by the big bodybuilder, who smiled to them.  

"Thanks, boys, that'd be great," he nodded.  "How 'bout you just grab those bags for me?" he nodded to the pile of grocery bags on the seat of his truck.

The two did and followed him into the house.  "You throwin' a party, Mr. Russo?" Jimmy asked, noticing the chips n' dip, hot dog buns, condiments and such in his bags.

"Yeah, actually, havin' a little boys-only cookout slash pool party this evening," Alex answered, grunting a little as he set the keg down, then the charcoal.  "You guys should stop by," he nodded, seeing them back out of the house again.  "Just come around the fence around 6 or so.  Bathing suits optional," he winked.

"Cool, thanks, Mr. Russo!" Ted nodded.  "See you then!"

"Dude," Jimmy asked as they left the house, "is Mr. Russo gay?"  He was wondering about that wink and the 'boys-only' thing.

"Yeah, man," Ted nodded, "like, big time.  He brings guys home all the time."  Ted had a thought.  "Dude," he elbowed Jimmy, "you should totally try to score with him!"

"Man," Jimmy chuckled as they started to jog, "I might, he's super-hot."

A little after five, Roscoe was out back smoking a joint when he smelled cooking meat wafting over the fence.  "You guys about ready to go?" he asked as he went back inside.  "I can smell 'em cookin' already."  He was already in his swim trunks, as were Ted and Kelly, and then Jimmy in his short-shorts.  "Where's Lucas?"

"Shaving," Ted rolled his eyes.

"Aww," Roscoe rolled his eyes,  "Dude!" he called down the hall.

"I'm done, I'm done!" Lucas' voice came out the bathroom door.  He stepped out a moment later, the muscled fratboy butt-naked and shaved bare from neck to ankles.  "Lemme just get my swimsuit," he stepped past Roscoe, dick swinging, and ducked into his bedroom.  The guys all got up and ready to go, Lucas emerging a few seconds later in his tiny black banana hammock.  "Alright, let's go," he grinned.

The guys filed out the front door and over to Russo's house, letting themselves in the unlatched fence door.  "Whoah," Lucas blinked.  "Real sausage fest here."  The party attendees appeared to be exclusively male and mostly nude, about ten dudes there.  Apparently these were Alex' bodybuilding friends or something, 'cuz they were all big, thick dudes.  

"He said it was 'boys only'," Ted shrugged. 

Heads turned as they came in, and Alex grinned, walking over to greet them.  "Hey, guys," the big man nodded, his cock up and hard and wrapped in some metal wire thing.  Jimmy was the only one willing to check out another guy's dick well enough to notice a wire seemed to run up the pisshole, two more appeared to be piercing his balls, and that Russo's cock looked kinda brownish...and steaming?  Alex wasn't the only one wearing one of those contraptions, either - several of the guys around seemed to have one on, with the rest in speedos.  "Glad you fellas stopped by.  Cooler's that way," he gestured toward a table with all the buns and chips n' junk on it, "and feel free to get comfortable," he openly eyed Lucas' well-stuffed banana hammock in particular, as were several of the men around or in the pool.

Most of the guys walked over to the condiment table to drop off the brews they'd brought, but Jimmy stayed to talk to Russo.  "So, uh...I gotta ask...what is this thing?" he pointed to Russo's boner and the wirey thing he wore.

"It's a cock n' ball cooker," Alex grinned.  "I got about five minutes left 'til I'm done."

Jimmy realized why the cooking-meat smell was so strong right next to Mr. Russo.  "Guess that's why there's no grill, huh?" Jimmy scratched his head.  He'd never heard of a cock n' ball cooker before, but it was pretty obvious what it did.

Alex touched his nose and chuckled.  "How about you get out of those and get into the pool?  We can cook up your sausage in a few minutes," he hooked a finger under Jimmy's shorts, snapping the waistband.  Jimmy looked around, seeing that one of the guests had pulled Lucas' speedo off and Roscoe had shrugged out of his trunks, so, he might as well.  Jimmy smirked back, peeling off his jockeys, and just as he did, Alex picked him up bodily.

"Hey!" Jimmy cried, struggling, and everybody laughed as Alex tossed him into the pool, where he found himself being stroked and admired by several of Alex' guests, many of them pretty attractive dudes themselves.  Lucas had two guys rubbing oil all over him and was flexing for some guys over by the food, while it looked like Roscoe and Dan were getting blown on the lawn chairs.  Jimmy ended up floating on his back in the pool, spread-eagled, with several beary older musclemen around him licking his body and taking turns sucking him off or jerking his cock, but he made it a point to look up when he saw Alex pushing his hips out, one of his buddies taking off the cock cooker.  

The friend slid the cooker off Alex's body, and his cock and sac came with it!  His package peeled off right at the base, just above where it had cooked, leaving just the hint of a stump behind.  Alex grinned as his buddy got him cleaned up and slapped a band-aid over the stump while another slit open the steaming sac, pulled out the balls, and slapped his cooked dick on a bun and squirted on some mustard while another of the dudes cut his cooker (and dick) off.

"How is it?" Jimmy had to ask, out of the pool and drooling a little.

"Pretty damned good," Alex grinned.  "You wanna cook this bad boy a little later?" he reached down, gripping Jimmy's half-hard dick.  "I'd love a taste."

Shit, did he?  Jimmy watched a second group of Alex's buddies get a cooker strapped to their dicks, and...whoah, that was Roscoe, standing there giggling as one of the men slid one up in his long cock!  He looked down at Alex' crotch again, the little hole of his ureter there at the bottom of the stump, two little bulges from his corpus cavernosa under the skin pulled up and sealed flat around the ureter...fuck, it was hot...    "Yeah, okay," Jimmy nodded.

"Nice," Alex nodded, hugging him for a moment, his thick muscles rubbing against Jimmy's torso.  More guys came over, all of them laying down onto the grass and rolling around.  Speedos came off, revealing most of the men to be dickless, some just tonight, some well-healed.  They rubbed themselves against Jimmy and each other, all hot and horny, and it only felt like seconds before he felt a cold, greased-up wire being run up his hard dick, the cooker strapped onto him.  The guys cleared off, and he pushed himself up onto his elbows, watching it get started.

Alex grinned down at him over those big pecs, straddled his chest, and kneeled, shoving his crotch into Jimmy's face.  "Lick my stump, bud," he mashed his balls into Jimmy's chin, the college boy opening up to lick and suckle at the muscleman's fresh dickstump until the timer went ding.

The men pulled his hands up, getting him to his feet, and Jimmy walked wide-legged over to the condiment table, where Lucas was grinning as one of the men sliced his thick sausage off at the base.  Roscoe was already dickless, on his back in a pile of men, and he could see Kelly and Ted, down on all fours and getting fisted, steam coming off their cooking dicks.

He looked down to watch the men pulling the cooker off his dick, but couldn't feel a thing, his whole stiff sausage having lost feeling just seconds into cooking.  "Ready, bud?" the man grinned at him, positioning the knife.  Jimmy nodded and steeled himself, expecting it to hurt, but even as the knife slid up through only partially-cooked flesh, he felt nothing.  "Here you go, bud," the man slipped his cooked cock into a bun and handed it to Jimmy.

Jimmy looked down at it.  Holy crap...this was his dick.  The head all shrooming out, those little bumps on the corona, the veins...all familiar.  The smell was different, the texture too, but...holy fuck.  He'd really cut his cock off!  

"C'mon, take a bite," Alex grinned, and Jimmy did, biting off the head-end.  It was kinda tough, sorta veiny, but...tasty...really tasty!  He took another two bites before offering one to Alex, the guy doing the slicing trimming up his stump.  "Mmm," Alex grinned as he chewed and Jimmy finished off the last bites of his dick.  "Thanks for that, bud," he squeezed Jimmy's ass, just before the laughing partygoers pulled them back into the pool and had at them with vibrators.