Sequal to tossed salad
My second job as a food performance artist was serving the food for a touring gay Scottish Rugby team I was told I had to wear a kilt. The kilt I had to wear was the local black and gold Cornish Tartan and would be waiting for me at the hotel. I was shown upstairs by one of the other waiters to an un-booked room. I stripped before I realised there was another waiter in the bathroom.
"New meat," said the waiter I had followed up the stairs.
"They will like him," responded the burly waiter who had just stepped from the bathroom.
"We are here to prepare you," the burly waiter said and smiled at my quizzical look.
I stepped naked into the bathroom and they knelt one in front and one behind. The one in front enveloped my cock with his mouth and the one behind pulled my buttocks apart with his hands and I felt his hairy face against my ass.
"Ohhhh."I murmured as I felt his tongue. It flicked against my anus.
"Ohhhh" I murmured shivers ran through me as he continued the licking.
"Ohhhh," I murmured as I was penetrated by a tongue whilst the one in front sucked my balls. Suddenly they stopped and stood up.
"Well he is clean but I don't think much of his conversation?" said the burly one.
"I think they may give him a bit more to talk about," said the other with a grin.
"I had better get changed" I said.
"In a minute. Bend over," the burly waiter told me. I did as he said and felt him rub lube on my hole.
"Open sesame," he said as he eased one then two fingers in before pulling them out and replacing them with a slightly odd shaped rubber dildo.
"Ohhhh," I murmured, taken by surprise as cold milk flooded my ass.
"He doesn't say much," said the burly waiter cheerfully "but when he does he is certainly repetitive." He continued to squeeze the large enema bulb and filled me with the cold liquid.
"Stay there," he said refilling the bulb before entering me again. I felt quite full as he removed it and filled it a third time.
"Ohhhh," I murmured again as he squeezed the bulb and squirted an uncomfortable amount of milk inside me. I felt so full and wanted to release.
"Wait a minute," I was told as they stroked, each other's hard cocks. I felt as though I would explode but they were just teasing me and they gave me a bucket to squat over.
"Let it go" the burly man said.
My ass exploded and sprayed the milk into the bucket and I was ready to dress but as I reached for my kilt. I saw the burly man shake his head and nod at the other man. The other man held up a string of five black rubber balls. First, I received another enema bulb of milk. The burly man stood back and the other eased the string of balls one by one into me. As each one squeezed in, some milk dribbled out. One by one they went in until only a small loop of string poked out. The two men knelt and used their tongues to clean my milk splattered legs.
I was handed a white shirt and I started to clothe my lithe athletic body. Next a yellow and black Cornish tartan kilt with a sporran. Long white socks came up to my knees and long laced shoes finished my clothing the bow higher up as the laces were tied around my ankles. I had no clothing under the kilt and felt surprising secure. The kilt covered down to my knees and was made from a heavy material. As I waked I felt the balls inside me jiggle and move.
I took their first order for drinks from one of the threer large round tables. The tables each had a pole at their centre as they were used as pole dancing stages on other occasions. Each table had four benches around it with two men on each bench. The rugby players all wore their own red tartan kilt.
I walked around the tables with the balls moving inside me. As I took the orders I felt firm hands on me, touching me where ever they could reach. Firm fingers massaged my shoulders before his hands reached around me caressing my chest. Men either side with their hands on my kilt started to lick at my shirt and located my nipples and began to nibble. I realised that I was definitely on the menu. I watched a man sitting in front of me uncross his knees to show me a view of his hardness
I brought a tray of beers to one table and as I turned away, I was called back.
"Glen spilled his beer. Have you got a cloth to wipe this up.?" a voice said.
I bent over the table wiping the beer and immediately on either side hands gripped my ankles and knees and pulled them apart. My kilt was pulled up and I felt cold beer poured on my ass. My laces were undone.my shoes removed. Cold beer was poured over my thighs and ran down soaking into my socks. My exposed buttocks each felt a whack as they spanked me with them stinging my buttocks making them quiver as the vibrations excited the string of jiggle balls inside me. My buttocks stung with every smack as the men around me yelled for more,

They turned me around sat me on the edge of the table as the soup was being served. The soup was Cullen Skink a traditional thick and creamy soup which has been with smoked haddock. Two men sat either side of me and guided my hands to their cocks. I felt them harden and throb as I held them. A man in front held my legs together. My feet in socks soaked and heavy with the beer were put into a bucket of milk. My milk from earlier. Each foot was lifted from the bucket to a hungry mouth that sucked and nibbled my socked feet
Hard cocks slapped my face other both shoulders as rugby players stand behind me on the table. I turned my head and alternatively sucked each cock. Hands peeled my soaked socks from me. and the firm hands held my ankles wide apart to display my wares. I almost jumped from the table as two grinning rugby players each holding a foot exploited their ticklish nature for their own amusement making me squirm. I concentrated on the cocks in hand and in mouth but glanced down as I felt hands firmly massaging my legs and feet. The had taken the butter for the rolls and rubbed it onto my skin. Pulled backward by the shoulders I lay back on the table and looked up. I looked up a kilt at a hard cock and a hairy ass. He slowly lowered his ass over my face as the men below rubbed the butter over the whole of my legs and feet.
"Butter balls," I heard a voice say and a pair of hands smother my cock and balls with butter. The laces had been removed from my shoes and were used to tie my ankles together and my big toes as well. My ankles were firmly held and a cock slid between my feet. The ass was right on top of my face and as I licked it I could taste milk. Before I had a chance to think about this warmth flooded on to my chest and belly flooding my shirt. Bare feet rubbed it into my shirt. The ass smothered my face and I forced my tongue into it without thinking and a milk enema flooded onto my face and I momentarily froze.
They sat me up and untied my feet Warm soup covered the back and front of my shirt both inside and out. A lace was used to tie up cock and balls and finished with a bow. A dustbin was brought out and I was lifted in. I felt warmth as I stood up to my knees in cooked potato.
"Mash it with your feet," a voice told me. I trod the potato as my kilt is lifted and a man turns his back on me, his ass over the edge of the bin and lifts his kilt. He released his enema the milk squirting over my thighs cock and balls "with the same happening behind me. The balls in my ass jiggle and a man gestures to his phone.
"Ohhhh,"I heard my own voice and I realised they had videoed the enema and insertion of the anal balls. I was indeed being served as the main course.
A hand squeezed and rubbed my cock as my shirt is ripped from collar to hem and pulled from me. I bucket of neeps (mashed turnip) was added to the bin and then a bucket of haggis. I was standing up to my thighs in the main course.
A rugby player stood on each side and put my arms around their necks They lifted me out and rolled my kilt up. Two others each grabbed a knee and lifted. I was held by the four with my ass in the air exposed and available. A rugby player took hold of the string and pulled the 5 balls out one by one. They untied the lace from my cock and balls. They put me on all fours on the table and pulled my kilt up. One knelt in front of me and I sucked his cock with another behind me licking and sucking my balls. The flicks of his tongue felt exquisite as it teased my perineum. I felt the chill of a cold bottle entering me. It was worked in and out.as I sucked two more cocks and swallowed their cum. My kilt was removed and I was completely naked. I was turned on my back and my legs held up in the air. A finger explored my ass and then the handle of a knife replaced it. The cutlery was collected, and one by one knife handles were added stretching me further. I lost count at about.11 but as they added each one it stretched me a little more. They took the knives out replaced them with a butt plug leaving me with a tail as the tube and bulb to inflate the plug and the vibration control dangled between my legs.

I was led to an inflatable paddling pool and stood in the middle looking around there seemed to be hard cocks. The desert was Cranachan and they had all the ingredients. I stood still as they rinsed me my naked body with whiskey. Two buckets were brought out and hands went into the bucket and grabbed handfuls of soft raspberries, and firm fingers rubbed them into my skin, crushing the raspberries against me. Someone has grabbed the bulb of the inflatable butt plug. I watch raspberries rubbed into my chest and I felt the butt plug grow squeeze by squeeze. They haven't used the vibrator, but the intensity grows steadily. There was a hand rubbing raspberries into my cock but I was so full that held my attention. My ass wanted to empty but the plug grew and grew.
"Ohhhhh God," I murmured They responded by continuing to pump it up before deflating it. They started to drizzle my body with honey. The sticky honey formed trails that trickled over my skin. I could see their hunger as they looked at my glistening body. Suddenly my head was engulfed as a bucket of honey was poured over me. I could only close my eye as it poured over me. The remorseless filling of my ass began again. Having my eyes closed seemed to make it worse.as again I reached my limits.
"Ohhhhhh God," I muttered as they passed my limits and then deflated again. I stood there as two buckets of porridge oats were poured over and they stuck to the honey this time the pumped the plug up fast but just that bit bigger than before.
"Ohhhh God," I repeated and felt hands push down on my shoulders.
"Lie down and hold these," said a voice.as the bulb and control of the plug were placed in my hands.
I lay in the honey and oats and rugby plyers rolled me back and forward in the honey and oats using their bare feet They paused when I was a sticky mess but one forced his toes into my mouth and I sucked it and licked between the toes I was pulled to my feet and this time the vibrator was turned on low and the plug inflated.. Packets of caster sugar were emptied over me and the plug once again tormented me..
"Ohhhh God," I said, but this time they didn't deflate.
"Aaaaaaahhhh," I yelled with surprise as they pulled it out fully inflated.
They deflated it and put it back and then added the final ingredient covering me in double cream. The thick cream was poured all over me and desert was served. Mouths and tongues converged on me from all angles and they kissed and licked me everywhere. Mouths took turns sucking my hard cock and sucked my balls. Mouths consumed the mess on my body and licked and nibbled me. The plug grew in my ass and as it grew, the vibrations were increased. The intensity in my ass coincided with intense throbbing in my cock. My hands each rubbed a cock. Mouths feasted on me from head to toe. Lost in sensation my cock exploded as the butt plug was pulled out of my ass .The mouths continued to devour me. and my body shook. The mouths withdrew and I was picked up and lowered impaled on a thick cock. I rode the cock unaware that they had grabbed the bin full of haggis, neeps and tatties. Unaware until the weight hit me like an avalanche and pressed down on me. I was fucked in the food, in my ass and mouth. Sometimes both at the same time They used me with their cocks and touched me with their hands. They made me hard again and fed my cock into a tight ass and, as I fucked it, they licked my ass until I came in his. I was wrong I wasn't the main course I was every course and they were going to savour everything..