A few times the man grabbed me by the back of the head and slid his cock further into my mouth, instructing me to get it as wet as I could. He had me lick up and down the length of his shaft, slobbering all over it. I was made to suck and kiss every inch of his cock and ball sack, leaving my wet lip marks all over his groin.
“Okay, suck the head some more, I’m close.” He whispered. Behind me, BB was stirring, grinding his hips against my ass cheek as he propped me up, one of his hands on my shoulder, the other on the back of my head making certain I couldn’t turn away.
As I sucked and licked the tip of his cock he gripped his shaft and started to pump. He pumped fast, and hard, the back of his hand hitting me in the face as I struggled to keep my lips suctioned around his cock bulb. I heard myself moan, my eyes rolling back as I readied myself for the man’s load.
“Oh yeah. Here it comes! Mmm. Mmm. Mmm. Here it comes, boy.” The cockhead pulsed between my lips and he painted the inside of my mouth with a long, salty stream of hot cum.
“Fuuuuccckk,” he whispered as another rope shot in my mouth. “Here, have some on your face, baby boy.” He whipped his dick out, my lips and tongue hungrily trying to reattach to his pulsing member. Three more long strings of cum shot from his dick and draped across my lips, nose, cheek and forehead.
“Oh fuck. Oh fuck. What a cute little mouth he’s got.” The man muttered, smearing his cum all over my face with the tip of his dick.
“Told ya.” BB laughed. “He’s a sexy little fucker isn’t he? Already coaxed two loads out of me and I’m ready to go again.”
Spent, I offered no resistance as BB finally pulled me off his cock and spun me around, pushing me down to my knees as he waved his cock in front of my glassy eyes.
“My turn. You know what to do, boy. Make daddy happy.”
Like an obedient dog, I lapped at his chubby dick, popping it into my mouth and sucking it into my mouth once more.
“I’ve busted twice now. You’re gonna have to really work it to get that next load outta my balls, hear me boy?” BB shouted. I nodded and began furiously fucking my own face on his hardening rod.
The other man took a step back and collapsed on the couch, legs spread while he watched me go to town on the big bear in the lounge chair.
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I’m not sure how long the two men fucked me…they took turns for what felt like hours. I would make one man blow his load while the other sat back and recovered…then they would alternate. The two were absolutely filthy. They said the nastiest things to me. Calling me a bitch, cunt, whore, slut, cocksucker, ball licker…both constantly teasing me about my supposedly straight sexual orientation. I should have been disgusted. Instead I found the embarrassment and shame made my own dick tingle with excitement.
The partner was deep in my ass this time. He had already cum three times and he was pounding me like a jackhammer. I was draped over BB’s big belly, face down, the large bear holding me tight as our cocks and balls rubbed together from friction. I lost track of how many of BB’s loads I had taken down my throat and up the butt. He looked utterly spent and completely drained, but he whispered in my ear as his partner fucked the hell out of me.
“That’s right. Get that load boy. Milk it out of that cock. Go on.”
I whimpered and nodded, my cheek nestled in BB’s chest hair that was wet with my own drool. I had been instructed to chant as I was being fucked:
“FUCK. ME. DADDY. FUCK. ME. DADDY.” Over and over again each time the partner’s hips bounced off my round, red ass cheeks.
“Oh fuck I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cummmmmm.” The partner growled. It was guttural. Completely primal. He was trying to impregnate me. “UMPH!” Another grunt and I felt another his cock swell as he collapsed on top of me, sandwiching me between the two perverts. I came again, my cock rubbing against BB’s balls as I shot another load on his big, hairy bear tummy.
“Ohhhh gawwwwddd, fuckkkk daddddddddy!” I cried. It wasn’t even my voice. It sounded like the cry of some wailing desperate animal in heat…which is exactly what I was.
The three of us lay in a sweaty pile on top of the leather lounge chair for some time, BB finally nodding to his partner and slapping me twice on the ass, beckoning me to dismount. I got up slowly. Sticky, wet, and covered in the sperm of two strangers. I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room as the two larger men mulled about me.
“Oh fuck, that boy almost sucked the soul right out of me.” BB said, walking to the kitchen to fetch a bottle of water.
“Hah! Yeah. When you told him to milk my dick, I swear to god his little asshole started quivering like it was actually trying to stroke my cock. I’m fucking wiped.” The partner replied.
The two men laughed, not even looking in my direction as they funneled down the hallway and into a back room of the house. I heard the distinct sound of a shower hiss to life from behind a closed door.
“What?” I asked bewildered, woozy. They just left me here? Was I…was I supposed to join them? Did they want me to leave? They just dropped me like one would discard a dirty cum rag.
I quickly grabbed my clothes and dressed, my aching asshole twitching as I tenderly pulled my boxers on. I pulled my shirt over my head and caught a glimpse of myself in the long living room mirror. Holy shit, I WAS a dirty cum rag. My hair was completely disheveled, matted against my forehead with sweat and cum. Big streaks of white hot ball juice dripped down my cheeks and off of my chin. I gasped at my own appearance, my lips sticky with cum and struggling to part. Fuck me, I was a mess.
I quickly glanced around and grabbed the only thing I could find to wipe my face…the partner’s dropped boxer briefs. I ran the briefs over my face, the lingering scent of his crotch in my nose as I did my best to clean myself up.
Fuck me! Fuck, what had I done? What the fuck had I done? I had let two old men treat me like a sex doll and cum in me MULTIPLE times. And the worst part of all? I loved every second of it. I took one long sniff of the partner’s boxers, my balls tingling before dropping them and quickly darting for the door. I ran to my car, hopped in and took off like a bat out of hell.
…it took days to wash the smell of cock and cum out of my hair. After a week, I had finally calmed down and tried to rationalize what had happened.
“Hah. Crazy night.” I told myself. “Once in a lifetime. Had to try it, right? Everyone tries it. It was no big deal, right? Everyone has crazy one night stands…crazy one night stands where they take cock up their holes all night long…” I tried to shake the shame and the fear out of my head. I had let my own horniness get the better of me and now I had learned my lesson. It would never happen again…
My phone chimed as a new email landed in my inbox: BOY, WE KNOW WHAT YOU ARE. WE KNOW WHAT YOU NEED.
TO BE CONTINUED…