Insatiable PnP Cum Dump Slut Ch. 05

A gay sex stories: Insatiable PnP Cum Dump Slut Ch. 05 Insatiable PnP Cum Dump Slut Ch. 5

All sex is between consenting adults 18 or older.

Brief Author’s Note

Episodes 1-4 in this series are about my transformation into a PnP bareback slut.

I wrote about some of my PnP sexual escapades in some the chapters in my other series, Evolution of a Cum Slut. I decided to start this new series to try to tell that party of my story chronologically. The episodes in this series are a prequel to Evolution of a Cum Slut, Chapters 8 — 13.

There is also a story on this site that I wrote, from an account that I lost the login information to. The author name is the same as my name, minus the word “again”. That story took place somewhere between the chapters I am writing in this series now and the chapters in Evolution of a Cum Slut 8 — 13.

As I mention in Chapter 13 of the other series, I did end up in inpatient drug rehab within about 7 months or so of the events in Chapter 1 of this series. Make of that what you will.

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(If you want to skip some general observations about what it is like to try to be a functional drug addict and keep a job and roof over your head, the sex stuff starts in the next section.)

After I recovered from that first weekend of PnP slutty excess, I still had a good supply of crystal. I also had a bunch of phone numbers of people who partied, and I had figured out that drug use at the bathhouses was common. I was eager to party more and find more cock. But I was also aware that I was playing with fire. I knew that partying like this was, first of all, expensive. Drugs cost money. Admission to the bathhouses cost money. I also was going to be without a vehicle for a while. Mine had been repossessed after I moved to Phoenix and before I found a job in a busy restaurant where I could make serious money. I had a borrowed car for the weekend in Chapters 1-4, but I had to give it back and now I would be relying on buses and taxis. This was around the end of 2000. I think I got the years wrong in earlier chapters. Either way, there were no ride-shares around at this point.

I also didn’t have a mobile phone at this point. That had been shut off when I was between jobs. And yet, when I started partying, I was a star server at a very busy restaurant. I could work 7 nights a week if I wanted and I made between $150 to $300 per night. I should have had a car and a phone, etc. But even before I started partying, I was irresponsible with money. That only got worse as I partied more.

Nevertheless, I started with the intention to be “responsible” about how I used meth and went to bathhouses and looked for men online to fuck me and cum in my ass. Now I can see the irony. Then, not so much.

Very quickly I figured out that timing when I could sleep after partying was hard. I could stay up one night and all the next day and work no problem. I would party through the night and the early part of the day and then take some more Tina to keep me energized at work. But if I wanted to go to sleep after that shift, that was hard to time. Enough dope to keep me up through my shift was usually also enough to make it so I couldn’t fall asleep at all that second night. And, once it got to be about 9 or 10 am, I couldn’t risk going to sleep if I had to work that afternoon, so I would have to stay up a second night.

And while I was trying to manage all of this, I was also thinking about when the bathhouses would be busy, when Zorbas would be busy, and trying to find new fuckbuddies online. There were a lot of logistics to manage, especially if you had an insatiable craving for getting fucked and filled with cum. But I was a smart guy, even as I was driven by my compulsions, so I tried to stay organized.

As I describe in the other series, I did make friends with my party favors supplier. He had a vehicle and a mobile phone, so that helped with the logistics quite a bit.

Finally, I describe myself getting a lot of attention from the men in this story. This definitely wouldn’t happen now, because I am middle aged, balding, and significantly overweight. But at the time this took place I was, objectively quite attractive. 6′ tall, muscular, light body hair, dark blonde hair, green eyes, a goatee. I had blue titanium hoops in both nipples and a pierced tongue. My ass was, objectively, very hot. Many men said so over the next few months.

And, real talk, as a young good looking guy brand new to the PnP scene, I had the advantage of being rocket-fueled hyper-sexual and raunchy without the inevitable premature aging and worn down look of a meth addict in an more advanced state. I also had the advantage of looking for quality of cock over a great body or a handsome face. There were definitely other bottoms who were eager to get fucked. But some of the other young hot bottoms were picky. They wanted other young hot guys only. Flex (the other bathhouse in Phoenix) had a reputation for not being welcoming to guys who weren’t conventionally attractive. I would fuck any guy with a nice cock. And I made them feel sexy and appreciated. That seemed to go a long way.

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After that first weekend, I worked from Monday through Friday night. I had a shift on Saturday and then I had Sunday, Monday and Tuesday off before working again on Wednesday. My plan was to party after work on Friday, go to work on Saturday, and then party more and still have time to recover before work on Wednesday. I thought about calling some of the guys I had hooked up with from the past weekend, but I decided to just roll solo for another weekend.

On Friday I packed all my supplies and extra clothes, etc. in a gym bag and took the bus to work. I thought about having a bit of Tina before work but decided I didn’t want to be working while constantly thinking about sex if I didn’t have to. I contented myself with some energy drinks to fuel me at work. I jammed out my shift and made a couple of hundred dollars. I left work and went to call a cab from a nearby gas station. I had thought ahead and realized that I would not be able to smoke any Tina before going into, say, an adult bookstore like Zorba’s because I didn’t have a car. I had cleaned out before going to work but I wanted to do it again before getting fucked just to make sure. I decided to go straight to The Chute and then, if got slow in the morning, I could go by Zorba’s on my way home.

Soon a cab was dropping me off at the Circle K near Zorba’s. At that point, especially when I was sober, I was too shy to have a cabbie drop me off at a sex club for gay men. Soon I had my room and proceeded to get in the right “frame of mind” and used my douche hose with the shower attachment to make sure that I was meticulously clean inside. I had also got some baby-syringes from a drug store, so I was able to give myself a booty bump after I got cleaned out.

It was a little after midnight on Friday night and there had already been a bit of a line to get checked in when I got to the Chute.

I had brought the realistic silicon dildo as well. I wanted to “warm up” with it so that I would be ready to fuck like a rock-star right out of the gate. I decided to open the door to my room while I “warmed up” with the dildo. I lubed the dildo and my asshole, took a little sniff of my poppers and started working the dildo up my ass. It was advertised at 9″, and it was “realistic” and looked very much like a thick 9″ cock with shaved balls.

As I had it about halfway inside me, a guy stopped at the open door to my room to watch what I was doing. I gave him a friendly hello. He asked how I was doing.

“Great so far. I just got here. I came straight from work.” He said that he had been out for drinks and came over on his way home. He asked if I was having fun with my toy.

By this time I had it all the way inside me and was sitting on the bed with the dildo stuck up my ass, kind of grinding back and forth on it.

“It feels good. But I’m just warming up, you know, for the real thing.” I held his gaze for a minute. “You maybe want to help me out with the real thing?”

He stepped into the room, closing the door behind him. He was a white guy, probably about my age (mid-late 20s). As is usual at the baths he was wearing a towel around his waist and nothing else. He was about my height (6′), with light brown hair. He had a some hair on his chest. He had an athletic but slender build.

I had invited him with no idea what he had going on below the belt. As was made very clear in earlier chapters, I was a definite size queen and liked to try to pick partners based on the size of their cocks, but since he would be my first of the night and I liked his vibe, I decided that no matter what he had we would have a good time.

He sat on the bed. I took the dildo out of my ass.

“I guess you already know what I’m into. What are you into?”

“I’m mostly a top. I love to fuck. When I saw you putting that big toy in your ass I thought we might be a good match.” He had an accent. Not Spanish or French, but I thought he might be from somewhere in Europe.

I had already found that Tina made me chatty. Plus, after many years of quick, furtive sexual encounters with men while I was constantly aware of remaining on the down-low, it was nice to be in an environment where there could be a combination of social interaction and casual, recreational sex. Don’t get me wrong, I also liked the pure sex connections, like when I got fucked in the maze the week before, including by two guys who I never even laid eyes on, much less talked to.

“Your accent is hot. I like it.” He blushed a bit and thanked me.

“I’m visiting friends in Phoenix. I’m from Germany. I’m Lucas.”

“I’m Jack. Nice to meet you Lucas.”

I knelt in front of him. He took off his towel and threw it on the end of the bed. Right away I knew that he wasn’t kidding when he said we might be a good match. His pubic hair was shaved. He had a stainless-steel cock ring around his cock and balls. He was semi erect, and his cock was … lovely. He was uncut (I had been hoping he would be when I found out that he was from Germany). He had really large balls. His sack was drawn up tight with the ring around it. His cock was thick and meaty. I used one hand to guide the tip of his cock into my mouth. There was already real heft to his cock. When I took him into my mouth, only a bit of his head peaked out through the foreskin. I touched my tongue to that tip, and then ran it around the head of his cock as I pulled the skin back with one hand as I cupped his balls with the others.

He sighed with approval.

I pulled back for a moment as I grabbed my poppers from my bed.

“Your cock is beautiful. Like a work of art.” He laughed.

“Art?”

“Ok maybe like really high quality porn.” I put him back in my mouth and offered him the poppers. He too them and had an experimental sniff. He gave them back and told me I should try his. He said that he brought them from Germany and they were way better than what we had in the US.

That was exciting. He handed me a bottle that had the kind of graphic design that I associated with poppers — bright, contrasting colors, etc. And the text was, indeed in what I assumed to be German.

I took a couple of deep hits in each nostril and handed the bottle back to him. I had been sucking on as much of him as I could fit in my mouth without triggering my gag reflex. The rush from the poppers was powerful. I was filled with lust and a desire to pleasure this beautiful cock. I pushed down as far as I could. I gagged, as I knew I would. I pulled back to reset and started to try again to get him down my throat. I had learned that gagging triggered a bunch of slippery saliva to appear in my mouth, which made deep-throating easier.

My new friend gave me another pro-tip for sucking cock.

“Flex your stomach muscles as hard as you can — it fights the gag reflex.” I tried it again and he was right! I started to gag but flexing my abs hard stopped the reflex and I was able to take his cock all the way to the base. To get the last inch down my throat I grabbed his ass and pulled his pelvis towards me as I forced my head down on his cock.

I held my breath with his cock all the way down my throat. I tried to breath through my nose but couldn’t do it. I figured that the connection between my nose and my throat was blocked with this awesomely thick and long cock.

I pulled off to get my breath.

“How big is it?”

“About 23 centimeters, maybe a bit more.” I smiled and said I was trying to do metric to English unit conversion in my head. He laughed and said that it was 9 inches or so.

I usually don’t care at all about a man’s body when we are having sex, as long as he has good hygiene. Lucas was sexy as hell though. He had a swimmer’s build, and very little body hair.

He asked me to get up on the bed so he could see my ass. I knelt on the side of the bed.

Now it was his turn to be impressed.

“Ah. Your ass is beautiful.” He ran is his hands over my ass cheeks and then pulled them apart. “And what a dainty little hole.” Now it was my turn to blush.

He leaned in and did something that was sweet and sexy as hell at the same time. He gave my opening a little kiss. Then he started rimming me, at first with delicate swipes of his tongue. It felt amazing. It was different from other times that men had eaten my ass. Most of the times that I had men with their mouth on their, they were aggressive, and went at it with a hunger. And that was hot, and it felt great. But this felt amazing. It was as if he was warming me up, taking his time. It was, I realized, how I would approach eating pussy with a woman I was having sex with for the first time.

Eventually his tongue became more insistent, and he penetrated me with the tip of his tongue. He also reached between my legs and caressed my cock. Just like when I was partying the weekend before my cock was not just soft. It was dormant. It was like someone turned the power to my cock off. He spent a little time playing with it and then stopped.

“We can take a break if you want.” I think he was giving me an out if I wasn’t comfortable. I turned around on the bed and looked at him.

“No. That felt good, it’s not that I’m not turned on. Its just that…” I saw a sudden realization in his eyes.

“You are partying maybe?” I nodded. I hoped that wasn’t a turn off for him. I REALLY wanted this guy to fuck me. I gave him the elevator pitch shortened version of my history with gay sex. He sat down on the bed next to me. We were both leaning against the wall, and he sat right next to me so that our legs were touching and our shoulders were touching. He saw that I had a pack of cigarettes on the table. I offered him one and we smoked with the cheap black plastic ashtray balanced on my leg.

I told him I was sorry I couldn’t get hard for him. He said it didn’t matter to him, that he just wanted to make sure he wasn’t neglecting me. I told him that I really, really wanted him to fuck me.

We finished our smokes. He asked me to lie down on my back. He crouched between my legs and spread them as wide as they would go and then lifted from the back of my thighs and to tilt my pelvis up until he could start licking and nibbling and sucking on my hole again. I groaned and told him that it felt amazing.

I asked him he wanted me to suck him some more to get him ready to fuck me. He said that eating my pretty hole made him hard and ready to go. I handed him my bottle of lube. He put some on me and some on his cock and then himself.

He moved into missionary position, lying on top of me, supporting some of his weight with his arms. I could feel the warm head of his cock nestled between my cheeks, teasing my hole. He kissed me on the mouth.

Usually, I would tell guys that I don’t kiss, but for Lucas I made an exception. He was a good kisser. It was the first time I ever enjoyed kissing a man. I had kissed other guys, but it had always been something that I endured, not enjoyed. He pushed forward with his cock. I concentrated on relaxing my ass and letting him come in. He was SOO thick and SOO hard I didn’t think he would be able to get in hands free. But it happened. first the head of his cock was inside of me, then the shaft started penetrating me inch by inch (or, rather centimeter by centimeter).

I wrapped my arms around Lucas and hugged his body against mine. Then I reached down to grab his ass and pull him further into me. I moaned softly with pleasure.

“So good. So. Good.” Beyond how good his cock felt, I enjoyed his body on top of me. I liked having my legs spread wide and tilting my pelvis up so that he had a good angle to push his cock into me.

Once he got his cock all the way up my ass, He rose up into a push up position and started fucking me with strong, steady strokes.

“Better than the toy?”

“Better than the toy. So. Much. Better.”

After a bit he asked if I wanted to get on top. I said I would love to.

We maneuvered around and I straddled him and reached behind to line his cock up with my asshole. He handed me his poppers and I paused with just the very tip of his ass in me and took multiple deep snorts. He said I could inhale it through my mouth too and I tried that. I handed the bottle back as the rush from the poppers hit. I used my hands to spread my ass wide open and let my weight pull me down on his cock. Again, the sensation as it filled my ass was amazing. Soon his balls were against my ass and his cock was all the way inside.

Without moving up and down I ground against him, forwards and backwards. I clenched my ass muscles to squeeze him, and it was his turn to goan. I leaned back and felt a sudden burst of pleasure. I realized his cock must be pressing on my prostate when I moved like that. I stayed leaned back and started to ride him up and down. Each stroke increased the pleasure.

My cock started leaking cum even though I wasn’t hard. I pointed to it and said look what your amazing cock is doing to me. I knew that some guys could cum from getting fucked. I decided to try to accomplish that that. I rocked up and down on him, concentrating on the feeling of pleasure from inside my ass. Even though my cock stayed soft the whole time I could tell I was building to an orgasm. I told him that I was going to cum. He grabbed my hips and fucked me hard and fast from below.

Suddenly my ass started spasming. It was clenching and releasing multiple times and cum started to just kind of spill out of my soft cock. A ton of cum. The orgasm was longer and more intense than I had experienced in years. I was moaning and babbling about his magic cock.

Finally, I returned to reality.

“Your turn. I want to make you cum.” He said that he wanted to fuck me from behind. I knelt on the edge of the bed, and he got behind me and shoved his cock back in me. Before he had been tender and that was hot. Now he was urgent and powerful and that was hot too. He fucked me like I was used to being fucked at the baths, hard and fast, now concentrating on his own pleasure.

I snorted the poppers and handed them back to him. Without slowing down he took a few hits and then grabbed my hips and increased the speed and force of his thrusts. I tightened my asshole around him. That pushed him over the edge. Now he was moaning. He said something in German. I reached behind me to grab the base of his cock I wanted to feel him shooting his cum into me. I felt the pulses in his cock and his cock twitching as the first jet of cum traveled up his shaft and into me. More pulses. I felt them with my hand and in my ass. The lovely gooey feeling started deep in me where the head of his cock was and then along his whole shaft.

He slowed down but still moved in and out of me to get the last of his cum out. Finally, he pulled out. I collapsed on the bed. He lay down beside me.

“I’ve never cum that way before. That was incredible.” He said he had seen it happen a few times. I asked if he meant that he had made it happen a few times and he said yes, that is what he meant. I told him I was surprised that he didn’t have a crowd of bottoms following him around all the time. He blushed and laughed at that.

“I’m surprised you don’t have horny tops chasing you around.” My turn to blush and laugh. I asked him how long he was in Phoenix for. He said he would be there one more week. I gave him my phone number and we exchanged email addresses. I asked him if he was going to leave or stay longer.

“I have to leave. I can’t wait to tell my boyfriend about you.” I told him his boyfriend was a very luck man.

And then he was gone. I lay on the bed. His cum was trickling out of my ass. I thought about how turned on I had been by having him lay on me and with his combination of gentleness and power. It occurred to me that I might be a bit more gay than I thought. Which was kind of a funny thing to think about this guy, when I had been chasing cock all of last weekend and getting fucked by twenty or more guys. All that cock and now I thought maybe I was a bit more gay? Weird how the mind works.

I checked the time. It was a bit after 1:00 AM. I decided to get more spun up, go rinse off, and get ready to take advantage of the crowd that would probably be arriving after the bars closed. I got out my pipe and took care of that and gave myself another booty bump. I figured that the booty bump might be diluted by Lucas’ cum, but I didn’t want to push out his load, so I took the risk. Just to be safe I swallowed a little home made “pill” of shards as well. I hadn’t eaten since breakfast, and I figured that my stomach would be empty.

I rinsed off and then stopped in my room to get some money to buy some drinks and went to the front desk to trade my towel for a fresh one. I got a couple of sodas, some bottled water and a Gatorade from the guy at the front desk. There was a TV behind him, playing the porn that was also showing in the video rooms. I watched for a minute. It looked to be pretty new. A top with a huge cock was fucking a bottom who had a great ass, but the top was wearing a condom. I had always hated porn with condoms (straight or gay porn).

I mentioned to the employee that I had been in last weekend and there was a bareback porn on that was really hot. I asked if they had any videos like that. He said that they didn’t and that he thought that video was brought in by a customer. I said that was too bad because porn without condoms was SO much better. The employee agreed. He said that he did have some porn without condoms — vintage porn from the 70s that was awesome. I asked if he would put on some of that. He said he would put his favorite one on after the one showing now finished playing. He said it would be about 20 minutes or so. I thanked him very much and said that I owed him one.

I was flying again from all the Tina in my system. I took a walk around to see what was going on. There were guys changing in the locker room, guys in the showers and guys wandering in the halls.

There was a room with several padded platforms that I had seen before but that usually wasn’t busy. But this night there were a bunch of guys there. Like the glory hole maze, this room was very dimly lit. I walked in and moved to the side near the door to let my eyes adjust. On a bench in the corner a guy was on his hands and knees getting fucked from behind. Three or four other guys were watching. I moved closer for a better look.

The guy on the bench was a skinny guy who looked like he was middle aged. The guy fucking him was younger and a big guy, a bear-type. He was fucking the bottom with steady strokes. From the side I could see his cock going in and out of the bottom’s ass and it looked like he had a nice thick cock.

I decided to see if I could get in on the action. I mounted the platform closest to the pair who were already fucking. I put some lube on my ass and then got chest down ass up, making it clear that my ass was available. I balanced the lube on my ass crack and waited to see what would happen. I had my poppers ready.

I didn’t have to wait long. I felt hands spreading cheeks and a finger investigating my asshole. The lube was removed from my crack and then put on the bench beside me a moment later. I looked back. Another bear type was behind me, now rubbing his cock head on my asshole. I couldn’t see much more than he was a white guy with a beard. I snorted poppers and then reached back pull my ass cheeks apart for him.

He pushed his cock into me. It didn’t feel huge but it still felt good. He was hard and horny and wanted to fuck. I was high and horny and wanted to be fucked. I knew that we were being watched and that made it even better.

“Fuck me. I love that hard cock.”

“You’re a horny little slut aren’t you. Practically begging for cock.”

I was pushing my ass back against his pelvis in time with his thrusts against me. I realized that I could tighten my ass as he pulled out which felt good to me and seemed to feel super good to him as well. Each time he pulled back I gripped his cock with my ass. Each time he pushed into me I pushed back against him.

“I think that is the guy from the big room from last weekend.” A voice off to the side. I said that was me.

“I saw him last weekend. He got fucked by a bunch of guys in the maze and then a bunch of more in one of the big rooms with the double bed.” The voice was still talking about me like I wasn’t there, but at a normal conversational volume, not trying to be discrete at all.

“He was begging guys to breed him. It was crazy.”

The guy in my ass was getting ready to make his contribution to my cum collection.

“Ready to take my load slut?”

“Yes.”

“Yes what?” I was confused for a minute. Did he want me to beg?

“Yes … sir?” I put a deliberate pause and a questioning tone on the “sir”. Someone in the room gave a short laugh.

The guy fucking me slapped my ass a couple of times, not too hard and then grunted.

“Take this cum slut.” He fucked his load into me and then pulled out.

“Thank you.”

I stayed in position. Another guy took his position behind me. This time I didn’t look to see who it was. I looked over at the other bottom. He also had a new guy fucking him. We shared a glance. I gave him a thumbs up and he smiled and then closed his eyes, clearly lost in the sensation of having a cock pumping in and out of his ass.

My new guy felt pretty average in size, but I still wanted to give him a good fuck. I spread my ass and said his cock felt great and pushed back against him as he fucked my ass. When I could tell he was getting close to finishing I asked him to give me his cum.

After he was done, I needed to stretch. I told the other guys in the room that I needed to take a break but that I would be around.

I went past my room to grab my smokes and take a few more hits of Tina. I wiped up the cum that was leaking out of my ass. I went back to the front for another fresh towel. The guy behind the desk recognized me and said that he was going to start the vintage porn movie in a couple of minutes. I thanked him again and went to one of the video rooms to watch.

The video room had bench platforms along three walls and a large screen TV in the fourth wall. When I went in there was the blue “no signal” screen and then a new movie started. The sound was off (the club played techno music over the sound system that had speakers in most of the areas of the club).

I lit a cigarette and found myself a seat in the corner where I could lean back and also put one foot on the bench on either side. I was sitting on my towel, playing with my asshole with one hand. It was puffy and there was cum oozing out of it.

There were a couple of other guys in the video room as well. One guy was getting sucked off by a guy kneeling in front of him. There were a couple of other guys stroking themselves and looking around while we all waited for the movie credits to roll and the movie to start.

Right away I could tell the movie was going to be hot. It started with clips of the various scenes as the credits played. Lots of big hard cocks fucking yummy looking asses and no condoms.

The first scene was a glory hole scene in a restroom along a hiking trail. A good-looking hiker apparently needing a rest break goes inside to find a bunch of guys sucking and fucking. He of course, ends up getting involved. The tops were well hung, beautiful uncut and cut cocks. And the fucking was raw and intense. It looked like it had been shot on film, not video, which made it even better.

There was a guy with his own nice big cock on the bench across from me. He was watching the movie but also watching me watch the movie. Or, more accurately, he was watching me play with my own asshole while I watched the movie.

I caught his gaze and stuck my middle and ring fingers of my right hand in my ass. It was slippery with cum. When I pulled them out, my fingers were covered with cum. I put them in my mouth and sucked them clean. I figured that, depending on this guy’s tolerance and taste for raunchy sex he would either be completely turned off or would be putting his cock in my ass within a few seconds.

My luck held and he came over. I turned around and bent at the waist and braced myself with my hands on the bench. I had my lube but he didn’t need it. He rubbed the head of his cock up and down my crack, lubing it up with the cum that had oozed out of my ass and then he pressed and his cock slid all the way into me in one smooth stroke.

We both moaned softly. Now the other guys in the room were watching us, not the movie. My new friend was dark skinned, with short straight hair and a moustache. When he was stroking himself I had seen that he was not circumcised and that his cock was at least 7″ or so.

“Feels great. Nice cock.”

“I saw you in the other room.”

“Yeah? What did you think?” Our voices were low not whispering but not full volume either.

“You just let whoever wanted to fuck you put it in your ass?”

“When I’m in the mood. But only nice guys. Preferably with big dicks.”

“Super slutty.”

“I know. But it works. I wanted you to fuck me and now you are fucking me. I also want you to cum in my ass and I bet you will do that too.”

He didn’t answer that, or at least not with words. He did speed up his fucking. Now there were at least five or six guys in the room with us watching. Nobody was watching the movie.

This guy was down to his short stokes. He grunted and pushed into me, and my prediction had come true — he added his cum to what was already in me.

After he pulled out, I stood up straight. I wanted more cock, but I needed a more comfortable position. I didn’t want to have a bunch of guys in my room because I didn’t have anyone with me to watch my stuff while I got fucked. I announced to no body in particular that I had to stop by my room but that I would be around.

Several guys watched me go. It occurred to me that Lucas’ joke was maybe going to be a reality. I might end up with a bunch of guys following me around.

Back to my room. More party favors including another home-made pill of dope wrapped in tissue. A bunch of hits off the pipe. And, with some reluctance, I decide to push some of the cum out o my ass so I could do another booty bump. I put my towel on the floor squatted over it and pushed. Looking between my legs I saw a few large globs of cum hit the towel and then a gush of more liquid semen poured out of my ass. I pushed a bit more until the stream turned into a slow ooze. I used a clean part of my towel to wipe off my ass.

I pushed in the booty bump and left my room to get another new towel from the front desk.

“Thank you for putting that movie on. It is great. I need to find some vintage porn for myself.” The guy at the desk said he thought that his boss ordered online. He said it was available on DVD.

“I went by the video room. I saw you in there. I looked like you were having a good time.”

In a less altered state I might have been embarrassed but not that night. I said that I was having a very good time. A question occurred to me. The room rental was for 6 hours, which meant that my time would be up a bit before 6:00 AM.

I told the guy I had only been in on weekend nights. I asked him if anyone was around in the mornings and daytimes. He told that Sundays were actually pretty busy, starting early in the morning. I asked what kind of crowd.

He said different types. Older guys, not the guys in their 20s who came out for the weekend late nights. He said he saw guys dressed like they were going to play golf, guys dressed for jogging and working out, that kind of thing.

“You mean like “straight” married guys.” I made the quote marks around “straight” with my fingers.

“Yeah. Lots of wedding rings on guys who come in on weekend mornings. Kind of like the guys who stop in on the way home from work. Plus there are sometimes some degenerates who are just looking for cock.” He winked at me. I asked if I would be a problem if I wanted to re-rent my room. He said not at all. I asked him what his shift was. He said that he worked 11:00 PM to 7:00 AM. I said that was cool so I would definitely see him before he left and thanked him again for the movie.

I decided to swing by the glory hole maze to see what was going on there. On my way there I saw a guy I recognized as someone who had been watching me in the video room. I smiled and said hi.

“I was hoping to find you again. I seem to be unlucky. I keep finding you just as you are ready to take a break.”

I told him that I was just coming back from a break so maybe his luck was improving. He asked if I wanted to go to his room and off we went. I was happy at the prospect of having a bed to get fucked on without worrying about my stuff.

We got to his room.

“I’m going to guess you want to leave the door open” he said. I said I did like that, but if he didn’t want it open that was fine.

“Lets leave it open. I don’t usually get to fuck young hot guys like you and I want my friends to be able to see so they will know I’m not making this up later.

My newest new friend was probably in his early 50s or so. He was a black guy with grey at his temples and in his beard. I thought he looked pretty good. He had a belly but looked strong. When he removed his towel, I got excited right away. He had a big, cut cock and he was already half hard.

I looked him up and down and said that I thought he was probably being way too modest about getting to fuck young hot guys. I knelt down and started sucking his cock. It responded quickly.

“Nice cock.” I took a break to snort poppers and then offered them to him.

“Thanks. Good genetics, I guess. And thanks to my little blue pills too.” I thought about the debauchery that the availability of meth and dick pills made possible. What a time to be alive I thought.

“Tell me when you’re ready.” He said he was ready. He wasn’t fully hard yet, but he was definitely stiff enough to get inside my ass. He said that he would get fully hard while he fucked my ass. I asked how he wanted me. He wanted me from behind and once again I was kneeling on one of the narrow mattresses on the beds in the private rooms, ass in the air, legs knees wide apart, chest on the mattress, holding my ass open for a stranger to put his cock in my ass.

He slid right in, and I gave him a friendly welcoming squeeze. He said my ass felt as good as he hoped it would. I told him his cock was awesome and getting better all the time. I was familiar with the feeling of having a guy’s cock get bigger and harder in my mouth. Now I could feel the same thing happening in my ass. He fucked me slowly and leisurely. I reached back to feel the base of his cock. It was significantly thicker than it was before he put it inside me. When he pulled it most of the way out before sliding it back in it felt significantly longer than it was before too.

“Can I see it now?” He pulled it out and I turned to look at it and feel it. I thought he would be maybe 7″, but it was at least 8″ and very thick.

He put it back in me.

“You were being way too modest. With that cock I bet you get as much ass as you want. He chuckled and said that he got his fair share of ass, plus lots of pussy.

I settled in to let him fuck me however he wanted. We traded the poppers back and forth.

“I assume you want me to cum in your ass.”

“I’m hoping you also want you to cum in my ass.”

Soon after that I was clamping my asshole around his cock while he shot his load deep inside.

To be continued.