Fred had not missed a count. By late afternoon he kept reminding me about the eight loads in my gut and challenged me to make it a baker’s dozen at the sunset orgy. It would only take five loads and he’d be more than happy to whore out my now cum hungry ass.
I agreed to go to the orgy swearing I was only going to watch and to keep him company since his week with me was ticking away.
The beach was crowded with stunningly beautiful naked men to watch the sunset. A few left before the orgy began, but there was still a dense crowd. I would have been happy to stay on the edges and just watch but Fred insisted on elbowing his way through the crowd.
We were in the middle and could hardly move when I felt a hand planted firmly on one of my ass cheeks. Soon a finger inched into my wet hole. My spine tingled as a soft voice spoke into my ear.
“So, daddy, feels like you’ve already got a load on board. Have I got your measure?”
I don’t know why I didn’t just ignore him but I’m a sucker for telling the truth and maybe I wanted to boast.
“Not quite. There are eight loads in there.”
“Funkin amazing pops!” By now his raw cock head was pushing at my back door. The crowd was too packed for me to move away. “Ready for number nine?” He pushed in balls deep and it felt amazing. “You poz or on Prep daddy?”
“Fuck man, neither.” I confessed.
“With eight loads you’re living dangerously, leaving yourself pretty vulnerable. You must love the risk.”
He was starting to pound away; “Fuucckkkk, that feels good. I guess I am starting to enjoy the risk.”
“Good daddy, ‘cause I don’t pull out and my viral load is through the roof.”
Fred cottoned on overhearing these last words. “Is that young red head behind you raw dogging you and ready to help me knock you up?!?”
I was in such ecstasy I couldn’t answer, my eyes were rolling into the back of my head.
Fred’s hand found the naked cock snaking into my hole as he and the red head began making out. He broke their deep kiss long enough to declare, “Breed my friend’s ass, help me knock him up!”
As I could tell the young guy must be getting close, I pushed back hard on his erection and grabbed his ass cheeks to pull him in as deep as possible. My ass orgasms milked every drop of his poison cum deep into my guts.
What followed was a flurry of raw cocks pounding and breeding me. No sooner would one have unloaded and pulled out and another slid in. Before I knew it eight more strangers’ loads had sprayed deep inside me.
Fred was over the moon and convinced me to get my days count up to at least 20. He became even more my pimp, and I limped home after the 28th load. No questions were asked, and no information was offered. At least three of the 28 were toxic and I had no idea about the rest. I felt like a ticking time bomb!
I had another restless night’s sleep with nightmare after nightmare.
I awoke with one goal and snuck out of the room without waking Fred. I wasn’t about to give him any chances to put me off getting PeP as quickly as possible.
It didn’t take me any time at all to find a cab to take me to the closest city. He spoke little English and I little Spanish, but he was able to assure me he knew where to take me.
As we set out on the winding roads we cobbled together enough conversation for him to let me know he recognized me from the orgy the night before. In fact he assured me I was hosting one of his loads. My cock stirred with this revelation.
He apologized that the air conditioning wasn’t working in his cab and wondered if I minded if he took off his shirt. Why would I mind, I didn’t say anything, just removed mine.
Unlike most Mexican cab drivers, it was clear from his bare shoulders this guy worked out. Noticing his strong neck and handsome face it dawned on me just how hot and sexy a man I had lucked upon.
“You like naked beach; you be naked in my cab.” His broken English.
I slipped out of my commando shorts feeling very naughty and enjoying the breeze all over.
He was smiling deeply and stealing glimpses whenever he could. He rubbed his chest as he said; “Love you hairy!” And then he asked; "I fuck you again?”
By now I was fondling a raging boner.
He took that as a yes and we were soon driving down an abandoned side road into the dry jungle.