A gay story: Man in the Box Ch. 03 It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon. After a grueling couple of months of work, I finally was able to attend to some well-overdue chores at home. My region tends to leave a lot of morning dew on the ground, so I usually hold off on yard work until the afternoons and attack the garage in the mornings.
This particular date ended up being registered as five degrees warmer than past days on records. This was also the warmest part of summer, which has been on average, three to four degrees warmer than records indicate. It wasn’t as if it was uncomfortable, it was just more noticeable.
Noticeable as in, I would find myself taking a few more breaks than normal. I would also notice that I was sweating a little more. Again, not uncomfortable, just more like when I am working on a job site, not mowing my lawn. I do, of course, walk at my job, but it is random short trips. Because of that, a walk at work is only to get from a short A to B, with no real time to let anything transpire.
Mowing my lawn, on the other hand, involved a long steady walk, even if it was only going 50 feet in either direction, multiple times. This would constitute a continuous walk for which I was noticing the heat difference, the most.
The reason for the “more breaks than normal” was, for the most part, due to this walking. With every bit and crevice of my body, now being influenced by the lack of friction, thanks to the sweat, my flaccid dick and loose sack effortlessly slid down my skin, until they were freely hanging within the confines of my wet boxers. Not an issue at work, but with the longer walking involved with the mowing, things start to become noticeable.
Noticeable in the sense that, I would feel that the head of my dick was becoming more sensitive to the rubbing against my thigh, very reminiscent of a massage I just recently had. Throw in the vibrations from the mower, it was a recipe for something interesting to happen. Needing to finish the lawn, and not particularly horny at this time, I would try to ignore the sensation that I was feeling with every step.
This would only become a distraction when the rubbing would trigger my penis to start filling with blood. My cock would start to grow, which in turn made it more difficult to walk in the damp underwear that was clinging to my skin. I would inevitably have to take a break, giving time to have a smoke as my dick would eventually go back to sleep.
As I neared the end of the mow, I would have already stopped for another break but decided to push my way, the last little bit. This would prove to be a gamble that wouldn’t pay off. By the time I had finished the last strip, my cock was in full-blow hard-on. Even though I was still in the sun, I had to sit down, right where the mower stopped.
I live on a few acres of treed property. Being such, my front and backyards are pretty secluded from the neighbors. It would not have been any problem for me to just strip down right there and stroke one off. The one thing that was actually making me horny, was the one reason that I wasn’t going to play exhibitionist to the trees, my near future rendezvous with a particular establishment.
With my plans for that evening not necessarily requiring an orgasm from me, I would have been fine to empty my sack right then. What I did want to preserve was my excited desire for what I hoped I would be doing later.
The trees did end up getting a pseudo show in the end, as once able to stand again, I immediately made my way to my garden hose and dropped my drawers to my ankles. With my cock no longer constrained by my boxers, it stood freely in front of me. Not having the material rubbing on me, the only sensation that my cock was feeling was the breeze wrapping around the sweaty shaft, as it majestically hung over my smooth testicles.
Twisting the spigot, I felt the hose charge before I opened the head, releasing a steady shower of cool water onto the grass. Taking a quick breath, I raised the nozzle above my head and clenched, as my naked body was smacked with the sudden coolness of the water.
As my skin became used to the water, I began to feel instantly refreshed. The cold water also had the effect of changing my dick compass from north to south. What it didn’t do was wash away the thoughts that I was having about that evening.
Squatting down, I changed the head setting on the nozzle from shower to jet and positioned it between my legs, under my ass. Having a thumb valve on the nozzle allowed me to open it slowly. Doing just that, I first opened it to where a mild stream sprayed out. This allowed me to correct my aim before I opened the stream more.
Once I had the stream firmly planted on my asshole, I opened more with the stream progressively getting stronger as my anus went into frog mode. My ass almost held its eight-second ride, until the nozzle was almost full open. I felt an instant chill within my bowels, as the pressure proved to be too much.
My gut filled with water to the point that it could no longer hold it in and began pushing back. Not my goal to give myself an enema, but I figured that it was only fitting for what was to come. I ended up flooding my gut five or six times before I was finished playing around.
Afternoon rolled into early evening, and I found myself browsing the locals’ forums, after finishing some admin work. On the forum where I had originally started asking about establishments, I commented that I was going to try a particular place that was recommended.
Once posted, I went on to read other forums. It was about a half hour before I returned to the posting site. In that time, I had read some pretty interesting posts, that I would have to say, kinda had my loins stirring.
Upon opening the thread to my comment, I discovered that I already had nine replies to my comment. Six were from men, the other three from women. Four had great receiving experiences, three had great giving experiences, while two had great experiences both giving and receiving. Of the three women, two were givers and one received, with one of the givers servicing another woman as well. One of the three remaining receivers claimed to have had a guy service him. The two with both were also both guy-on-guy, giving and receiving.
It was the comment from one of the guys, who had done both, that was really getting to me. He was explaining how he sucked or sat on any cock that came through the hole. He would go on to say that when his ass felt stretched and full of cum, and his jaw would start to get tired, he would smash his belly to the wall, letting whatever happens happen. First, he felt teeth slide down the entirety of his shaft before he finished with his cock being choked by a spasming sphincter.
With my horniness level exponentially higher than that of this afternoon, I went to my bedroom, where I opened my new toy drawer. Fumbling through the masturbators, dildos, and plugs that I had acquired, I picked a medium size plug.
Upon returning to my desk, I refreshed the page and was greeted with five new comments since the first nine. Pushing the bulbous plug into my mouth, I coated the little toy with a generous amount of saliva. As I began to read all of the positive new comments, I started to poke and prod at my rose with the slick object.
With every inch inward that the toy would make, I would pull it back out, instantly popping it back into my mouth to ensure that it stayed plenty lubed. I repeated this five or six times, pushing farther with each thrust. The moment that the thickest part of the plug pushed through my sphincter ring, my ass seemed to instantly swallow the remaining length, only stopping when the base of the plug jammed against my asscrack. It wasn’t that this plug was giving me any kind of full feeling, but it would surely be a welcome stretching exercise if a large tool was to present itself and I decided to sit back on it.
The final comment that I read, simply said that Saturday nights were the best night of the week for that place. With the earlier stimulation while mowing, and now my anus being infiltrated, this small little comment had me jumping to get dressed to leave. It was still a couple of hours earlier than I had planned on going out, but the build-up and anticipation had me not wanting to wait a minute longer.
Even though not very advantageous for hiding an erection, I chose to wear some snug jeans. I knew that I could calm an erection if needed. What I couldn’t do was have the plug in my ass accidentally pop out at an inopportune time. I was driving a truck at the time, and as such, it rode like a truck. Needless to say, after the ten or so miles that I had driven to get to the store, the constant pressure being put on my ass had made my member hard as a rock.
Parking towards the end of the parking lot from the building, I took a minute to allow my dick to settle. Five minutes had passed and nothing had changed with my situation. It was only after I decided to remove the plug did my erection begin to subside. To be honest, I think that it was the amount of effort that it had taken me to get my snug pants down, while in the front seat of a truck.
It was also at this point that I realized that my boxers had a massive wet spot in the front. The precum that was flooding my boxers hadn’t penetrated through to my jeans yet, but it would only be a matter of time before it had. Knowing that I was going to have to go commando from here on out, I was going to have to remove my shoes and pants first.
As that would be a “process”, I opted to pull the plug first. Being that I was going to reinsert it in a few minutes, I relocated it from my hot, wet ass, straight to my hot, wet mouth. For a short time, this had an ill effect on my efforts to reduce my erection. Of course, this plug had been planted in my ass for about an hour at this point. It had long been acclimated to my core body temperature, so when it hit my cooler mouth, the toy filled my orifice with its added warmth. Add in the aroma and taste of my man pussy, and I end up with a hard cock, flexing, unloading yet another large amount of precum.
Not wanting to touch myself due to its sensitivity, I left the precum to flow freely. As I was taking my shoes off, I was reminded of that afternoon’s slip-and-slide fun, with my balls sliding freely on my thighs, thanks to the fresh lube that was now making its way down my shaft and into every crevice of my crotch.
Fortunately, as my mouth became accustomed to the sensation and taste of the adult-sized pacifier, the monster finally started going back to sleep. By the time I had taken my shoes off, pants off, boxers off, pants back on, and shoes back on, Mr. Wanky was back to his normal boring state.
With replacing the plug into my ass being the last thing left to do, I pulled the toy from my lips, sucking it clean of all its fluids. I would not need to lube it with more saliva as my anus and crack were also already slick with the precum that was allowing my testicles to so freely squirm around. Aiming the point of the phallic object at my anal entrance, in one fluid motion, I easily pushed until my sphincter took over and sucked the toy in, once again bottoming out on my crack. This did cause my flaccid penis to jump again, but it happened so quickly that it did not have any follow-on effects.
Before pulling my pants on, I used my finger to scoop up the large drop of my slick sauce that was pooled at the slit on my cock. Sucking it off my finger, my tastebuds were now primed for some real meat. I tucked my cock downwards hoping that if I did leak on my way in, any evidence would be more hidden between my legs, rather than a wet circle smack dab in front.
Having been told by the commenters on the forum, I went straight to the back corner as directed. There I found the door that led to the “back room”, and promptly disappeared behind it. Upon my eye’s adjusting to the lowered lights, I began down the short corridor of rooms.
I noticed that the indicators on the door were similar to the first place I visited. I saw two pairs of rooms that were currently occupied. This was corroborated by the muffled sounds of grunts and such. I felt my tucked dick jump the instant I made out that one of the moans that I was hearing, was a woman. I giggled to myself at the thought that I was there to swallow cock and maybe get stuffed. Yet the sound, on the other side of the door, of a woman getting a proper pounding, is what had my dick doing gymnastics in my pants.
Looking towards the end of the hall, I noticed the last room was displaying a Blue indicator, but nothing else but green. Knowing how often this blue light has probably been passed over and the fact that I was there to be a giver, I went and entered the room next to the blue room.
Expecting that there would be the same type of button, and in a similar location, I turned to close the door, and as suspected, the buttons were right there. I selected the red color to indicate the room occupancy status. This had only taken a couple of seconds, but by the time I turned back to the room, there was already a half-erect circumcised cock snaking its way through the hole in the wall.
While I eagerly clawed at my pants, I studied the male organ that was in front of me. With my first two encounters, a couple of months ago, one was uncut and dumped his load in my ass. The other, I blew until he unloaded down my throat, but was only an ok length, and a tad on the thin side. This monster, on the other hand, was already larger at semi-erect than either of the first two at their hardest.
I felt my mouth begin to salivate as I was now eyes-to-eye with this beautiful eight to nine-inch tool of creation. I had already decided that I would gladfully feed on this cock, but didn’t want to engage with it until I could give it my full attention.
Looking down to pull my pants from my feet, my forehead came in contact with the awaiting popsicle. I instantly felt a wet line being formed as the tip of his cock lightly traced over my skin. With my forehead being painted with cock lube, I couldn’t wait any longer.
I had only taken one leg out before I had to have this sausage in my mouth. As I lifted my head back up, I could feel his slick flesh sliding down my forehead, right between my eyebrows. Falling to one side of my nose, I opened my mouth and pushed my tongue out, in hopes to catch the slick crown as it now crested my upper lip.
Goal accomplished, the large head of his cock landed directly on my tongue. Letting it rest there for a second, the slit that was oozing precum was now pressed against my tongue as it began to coat my tastebuds. Although absolutely nothing was unfamiliar about his pre-cum as it had the same taste, same consistency, the same everything as my pre-cum. What was different about it was that it was from another man’s dick. I wondered if that thought would ever get old. Maybe, someday, but not today.
As his cock began to flex against my upper lip, I could feel that he was now completely hard. Pulling away so I could witness this log of a lumberjack, I had inadvertently created a pre-cum rope that bridged my tongue to the tip of his cock.
Upon laying my eyes on this instrument of creation, I did something that I never do, I reached for my phone so I could take a picture. I would end up taking several pictures. I held my camera to the side to get a picture of the size of this shaft in relation to the size of my head.
After watching his dripping shaft dance in front of my eyes, I had gotten the side profile pic that I was wanting and couldn’t wait any longer. With my finger quickly smashing the shutter button on my phone, I followed the precum with my tongue to the place from where it flowed. Once the tip of my tongue was pressed against his slit, I quickly coated the crown with a fresh layer of his lube before pushing it between my lips.
With the hunger and confidence of a professional cock-sucker, I lunged forward, pushing the rigid tool inch by jaw stretching inch into my wanting mouth. Being that I have comfortably deep-throated a real cock before, and have practiced many times on a couple of dildos, I had little reason to think that I wouldn’t be able to smash my face into the wall. That wouldn’t be the case however, as his swollen cock stabbed at the back of my mouth, his girth was just too large to push into my throat.
I used my tongue to massage the shaft as I continued to jab at my throat. My throat muscles slowly began to relax and stretch with every press, but I knew that I was going to need leverage if I was going to be able to completely swallow his cock. Not being able to reach around and grasp his ass to pull into, I straightened my legs and leaned my ass against the opposing wall, using my back to help with the pressure.
Feeling my throat stretched to the point that his cockhead was all but being strangled, I flattened my back, giving my upper body the little push that it needed to close the deal. Once his cock broke free, it slid into my throat so fast and effortlessly that my forehead made an audible thump as it met the wall.
With the energy used to get to this point, I rested my forehead against the wall as I closely felt his heartbeat pumping blood through his mouth-sheathed manhood. After about ten seconds like this, I began to feel his meat being pulled out. I sucked and slurped at the flesh, in an effort to not let it go. As the head cleared my throat and I regained some motion in my jaw, I doubled down on the sucking and grasping, even adding a bit of teeth to try and stop his cock.
Whether it was his plan the whole time or due to my oral convincing, he stopped just as my lips were holding the ridge of his crown. Using my tongue, I tickled the peehole, which seemed to have broken a dam. With his shaft previously constricted from the tightness of my throat, once released from its grasp and with the help of my suction, my mouth was instantly filled with a torrent of held-back precum.
Before I could swallow his slick contribution, in one effortless motion, he pressed his hips to the wall, burying his shaft back into my throat. His cock sank so quickly that it caused me to gag a couple of times, which in turn allowed all of the saliva and precum that was in my mouth at the time, to quickly escape from the corners of my lips. With all of my attention on the cock in front of me, I had forgotten about the plug comfortably residing between my ass cheeks. That was until the sudden infiltration of my throat, along with the gagging, my plug came shooting out and danced on the floor before coming to rest between my feet.
After a couple of seconds, I regained control of my throat again, but now, it was dealing with the slick friction of the skin being pulled back out. This wasn’t to last for too long, as the instant that his head was once again free from the binds of my throat, he changed direction and immediately pushed his meat back through the barrier, beginning a slow pistoning motion.
Remembering that I had my phone in my hand, I pulled my face off of the shaft to get a breath of air. I set the camera to video and trained it on the thick glistening shaft that had several thick ropes of our combined sauces strung between the head and my gasping mouth. I made sure that I was zoomed in enough to almost fill the small screen with nothing but this beautiful cock. With the camera watching, I slowly and completely engulfed the shaft, leaving nothing but a small tuft of his pubic hair escaping from beneath my cheeks.
He didn’t waste any time getting back to business. He began to feed me his meat again, but this time, he didn’t work into it, he just began to slam home every quick thrust. Even though there wasn’t much to be seen at my mouth, I am sure that the camera was recording my throat expanding and contracting every time he pushed.
Since walking into the booth and immediately greeted with the monster now in my throat, I never once paid attention to anything else in the room. If I had, I might have noticed that this booth was double-sided. Of course, I would shortly find out that I had again rested on the wall, I inadvertently pressed my ass directly over the hole to the booth behind me.
With this thick tool hammering away, my focus was on my face being fucked, which in turn, desensitized the rest of my body. I had only realized that there was a hard cock at my ass when it had literally started to press against my hole. With the initial surprise, I let out a groan that forced its way past the human sausage that was pounding my throat. I also raised my ass from the wall.
It only took a second to recognize, process, and decide that I was down. Still holding my face to the wall that was feeding me all eight inches of muscle, I began to straighten my back, pushing my ass back towards the opposite wall. I was followed by this new cock as I felt the soft skin of the head instantly parting my slick ass crack.
My cheeks hadn’t made it to the wall before I again felt pressure on my anus. With my asshole still lubed and stretched from the plug that had previously occupied it, the jackhammering to my face made easy work of effortlessly sinking down on the sword at my ass. I again let out a forceful grunt as my ass cheeks landed against the wall while my hole was being stretched wider and deeper than my plug ever had.
My plug was two inches wide and five inches long. Not having seen this tool filling my ass, I had no idea what it looked like or its size. I could only go by my plug as a reference, and right now, my ass was being stretched well beyond the two inches and penetrating deeper than five. With my mouth filled with cock, my ass filled with cock, and my mind filled with delusions, I stiffened my back and braced myself for the abuse that I was now neurotic for.
Leaving my face to fend for itself, I removed my hands from the wall and reaching back, I grabbed my asscheeks and spread them apart before locking them in that position against the wall again. Giving my manpussy openly to the shaft that was violating it, I felt the skin slowly dragging over my sensitive ass flesh as it descended through my sphincter. Having fucked my ass several times, with my seven-inch replica dildo, I was keenly aware the moment that this cock was continuing deeper than the seven inches that I was used to.
I didn’t know how much more he had to give, but he definitely hit bottom when I felt him deep within my bowels. With the intensity of having my ass so completely filled, my breath control got all out of whack with the pistoning in my throat. I quickly pulled my face from the tasty rod and started to gasp and moan quite vocally.
Trying to stay somewhat quiet, I found it impossible to do so as the long strokes began to pick up pace. Being that this was now the largest dick to ever shove its way into my ass, I was releasing loud guttural groans uncontrollably.
Having caught my breath between grunts and still hungry for the sloppy cock that was resting against my cheeks, I picked it up with my hand and once again, fed it to my mouth. Once I had the head between my lips, I again straightened my back and effortlessly inhaled the large member back into my throat.
As both of the man-prods found themselves in a ‘push/pull’ rhythm, between pie-hole and shit-hole, I just concentrated on not accidentally biting down on the shaft feeding my mouth. The way my face was resting against the wall helped to minimize the risk. With the thickness of his shaft being the reason for me to worry, it was also the thickness that pressed on my jaw, at the back of my throat, that helped hold my jaw open. At this point, I am just along for the ride.
Holding steady against the walls, the synchronous pounding began to become almost hypnotic. I was drifting into a dream-like state, as I no longer felt any discomfort or resistance, with the two foreign objects assaulting my body.
This was, of course, until they both started to increase their pace. As one sped up faster than the other, they fell out of rhythm with each other. I didn’t immediately deal well with the ensuing chaos that followed.
Within the snap of fingers, all my nerve endings and sensations crashed into my brain, flooding me with the reality that I was indeed, being split-roasted by two massive cocks. I intensely felt every vein and ridge of the shaft sliding past my now spasming sphincter, with the strong head stabbing against my inner gut. I would have sworn that I could taste his cock being so far up my ass, but that was, of course, the massive cock that really was buried in my face. Having no input or control over my clenching ass, I focused my attention on not gagging now or, again, biting down.
As both guys fed me their meat logs, their different thrusting tempos meant that it was only a matter of time before they would resync again. What I didn’t anticipate was if they resynced in a ‘push/push’ rhythm.
Then it happened, both men bottomed out at exactly the same time, leaving me with over eighteen inches of pure cock buried inside my upper body. The moment that it felt like they stabbed into each other, I instantly saw stars as my ass completely clamped down on one deep shaft, while my mouth fought unsuccessfully to not gag from the other.
It was only after I was able to pull my face from this thick rod that I dropped my head in euphoric exhaustion, only to see that it was my dick that was first to the finish line. Having not touched or even thought about my own manhood until now, I was surprised at the fact that my intense sphincter spasms were an unrecognized sign that I was about to have an orgasm. It was the coming together of the two swords that lit the fuse.
With the monster still hammering through the tightness of my ass, I watched as my cock exploded, sending rope after strong rope of my hot seed out of my hose. Normally, when I have that much cum to offload, it would feel as if my testicles were being twisted off. This time, with my ass being so violently wrecked, I didn’t feel my orgasm building.
He kept pounding away at my ass as he neared his orgasm. Each thrust inward felt deeper than the thrust before it, which was now in rhythm with my ejaculations. I have never had a completely hands-free anal orgasm before, but I wasn’t prepared for how long an orgasm could last. Every time he would dive deep and slam into my P-gland, my cock would spray another jet of cum. Reaching down with a hand, I formed a cup in front of my pumping shaft, which instantly began to fill with my hot seed.
Even though I knew that I was going to be orgasming at some point that night, my main goal and focus for that night was to drink another man’s hot sauce. Having no physical interaction with my dick this whole time, I was not anticipating being the first to nut. Yet, there I was with a handful of my semen.
With the cup about to overflow, I began to raise my hand toward my mouth. I wanted to slurp down as much cum as I could, including mine. As the side of my hand made contact with my bottom lip, I quickly turned my hand outward and instead, sank the smooth testicles in front of me, into my small pool of white cream.
Wrapping my thumb and forefinger around the thick shaft, I quickly coated the entire piston rod with the super slick goo, catching any that would try to drip off with my tongue. Once my hand was at the head and the rest of his cock was nice and lubed with my cum, I began to slowly massage it as I knelt forward, taking his salty sack into my mouth.
I sucked both of his testicles into my mouth, twisting them with my tongue, only having to stop every few seconds to take a breath. My shortness of breath was only intensified by the baseball bat of a cock that was still hammering away at my manpussy. I was actually impressed with his stamina, as he has been fucking my ass through, already one and close to a second, no-touch prostate orgasm.
After a few suck/breath cycles, I had to abandon his testicles due to his building orgasm tightening his scrotum up to his body. This was perfectly fine by me as I was now starving for a hot load of his man juice. Placing my tongue on the base of his shaft, I traced it up the underside, forcing out a fresh glob of precum that was quickly lapped up as my tongue cleared the peehole.
With the fast tempo, continuous prostate pressure, and shorter strokes from the cock behind me, my ass had become relaxed and comfortable to the fullness. So much so that I suddenly felt another orgasm brewing in my loins, as I felt the full force of nine inches press into my gut and stop.
This sudden fullness and bottoming out had forced my body forward, once again skewering my throat with the sloppy rod that had barely cleared my lips. It only took a second of all of us being motionless, for me to realize that my asshole was being repetitively stretched as I felt his cock dump its hot seed deep within my bowel.
Even though I knew that the dick in my mouth was close to its orgasm, I was glad that the sudden tightness of my throat clamping down around the swollen head didn’t trigger the impending deluge. Instead, I was able to focus on the breeding that was happening in my ass.
He pumped his seed in me for about twenty seconds before his spasms subsided and I now had to take a breath again. I again pulled the cock from my mouth and looked at my dick. The tickle that I was feeling was that of hot semen flowing from my still stuffed ass. It flowed over my balls, down my shaft, and mixed with the jizz that my dick was holding onto, before finally dripping from the tip.
As I felt his cock skin begin to slowly slide out of my cum soaked ass, I pushed my hand between my legs and once again formed a cup with my fingers. With every inch of this long dick sliding out, came a bit more flow. By the time he had pulled all of but an inch, my hand was already half full. As if a dam holding back a flood, the thick bulbous head appeared to be plugging the torrent awaiting release.
The instant that he had pulled his cock free of my sphincter, there was indeed a flood unleashed. It was only after the couple of seconds that it took for my ass to empty its hot load before my hand was overflowing.
As the last of his cum flowed from my hole, I again raised my hand to the solid meat dancing around my face. Pushing his cock skyward, I waited until my hand was at the head before taking a grip. His cock jumped, as the warmth from my ass creampie instantly engulfed his sensitive crown.
Without hesitation, I put my mouth to the side of my hand and as my hand began to slide down the shaft, my lips followed, never breaking the contact with my hand. Once my hand had made it to the base of his shaft, I had deposited almost all of the jizz along the length, which was quickly collected by my mouth.
My lips on my hand prevented me from sinking down on the hard tool pressing against my throat. I was going to change that. Slowly moving my slick hand down, I caressed the scrotum that was still tight, due to the closeness of his orgasm.
With my attention currently on the salami trying to feed my throat, I had forgotten about the cock that just fed my ass. That would be short-lived, though. Without any warning or indication, I felt a semi-familiar sensation float across my asshole. This wasn’t another dick, it was someone’s tongue.
Catching me off guard, the tongue on my ass distracted me just enough, that my throat finally gave way to the girth of the thick head. With this sudden thrust into my face, my ass got a little shove as the tongue pressed firmly into my cum soaked shithole.
I had only ever been rimmed a couple of times at most, and those were all from an ex-girlfriend who was into anal play. Of course, it was never after having my ass stretched and bred. Even though his assault on my bowels left us with two empty sacks, the soft but intense sensations that I was feeling from this tongue, had me feeling like I could be on the road to another orgasm.
With my attention now again split between my mouth and my ass, I didn’t realize that with every thrust the cock in my mouth was swelling. Never before having a true no-hands orgasm, I was completely dumbfounded that I was once again on the verge of a second orgasm. This was going to have to wait though.
Other than the wet slapping sound of his belly to my face, the silence was almost deafening. That was until with one final thrust, I heard a loud distressed groan from the other side of the wall as he pressed as hard as my face and wall would allow.
With the sudden swell of his crown, I felt his shaft beginning to pulsate. As I felt the first warm jet of semen coat my throat, he once again started pistoning and fucking my face. I could feel and taste the salty nut sauce that was filling both my stomach and my mouth.
Realizing that I was also in the early stages of another orgasm, I sucked the remaining jizz from the shaft before it pulled itself from my lips and disappeared through the hole in front of me. Caught up with the tongue in my ass and the spinning in my head, I quickly forgot about the emptiness that my mouth was now feeling.
As my cock started to jump, and my ass tightened around his tongue, I quickly jumped up, turned around, and stuffed my semi-rigid dick into the awaiting mouth. With the first movement of his tongue, triggering the head of my dick to suddenly swell, I let out a loud guttural groan as my balls twisted into a knot.
Hearing and feeling this, he sucked the entirety of my dick into his mouth and tried to assist with my testicles. Already having had one nut-draining hands-free orgasm, my boys were working in overdrive.
Thankfully, his sucking efforts paid off. I finally fed him three or four pumps of my seed before my balls instantly untwisted. He continued pulling on my shaft for another ten to fifteen seconds, even though I was thoroughly dry and now going limp.
As my completely spent dick fell free from the lips, I rested against the wall and lamented at the fact that there had been four orgasms, and yet no major cleanup was needed. With all motion stopped and me trying to catch my breath, I felt my stretched asshole throbbing with my heartbeat. My attention was once again broken when, from the other side of the wall, I heard a “thanks” before hearing a door close.
Standing there naked, completely fucked, I begrudgingly put my clothes back on and made my way out. Being that I was wearing somewhat tight pants, if I had put my plug in my pocket, it would have surely formed a silhouette I wouldn’t want to be seen. So, even though it brought me no sensation, plugging my ass with it was a win on multiple levels. I tried my hardest to walk as if I hadn’t just had nine thick inches of man buried in my ass. Let’s just say that It was a good thing that the store and parking lot didn’t have but a few people around.
Having reached the safety of my car, the underwhelming feeling of having the plug in my gaping ass didn’t encourage me to go through the trouble to remove it. And so, I took a couple extra side streets to get home.