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I love going to the park and finding dirty trolls, homeless, fat guys, wasting looking, guys (the sleazier and uglier the better), fuck my hole and drop a load. I get off so much on having my ass full of their cum and going around the park till there's no one left. Then going online to fund more. The other day I went to the park and got 2 loads from 2 different guys who I swear were homeless. One had a huge black dick and the other small and uncut. Then found this big overweight guy and he made me start sucking his dick. I was bent over showing my ass to whoever was around. There were 3 guys who fucked me while my head was down on his dick. I never even saw them but they all dumped their loads in me. After they finished I turned around and lifted the fat guys stomach and put his dick in my ass. I felt like such a nasty whore with his belly resting on my back and his dick pushing in all the strangers cum. I then walked around a little more and this short fat ugly Mexican wanted to fuck me so I let him use my hole and dump his load in too. It started to die down a bit but I found a really old thin sick looking guy who was very timid. I went right up to him, dropped to my knees and sucked his fat dick got it real hard. He then turned me around and I let him dump his toxic load in me... it was so hot. After that it didn't look like anyone was left, so I came home, went online and found 2 tops that wanted to do an anonymous scene. I went over, stripped naked, put on a blindfold, and let them use me as their cumdump. Totally gets me off thinking they could be these total ugly fuckers that no one would ever let fuck them and I freely give my hole to them. I wish I knew of a place that had gloryholes in my area that I could anonymously put my ass on the hole and take all the loads people want to give me. Does anyone else get off on letting nasty trolls and dirty guys dump their loads in you? I'd love to hear more about it.

Indianapolis—December, 2019 Marshall, the short, shaved headed sub with the muscle butt I had seen twice before, sent me a text. He’d loved being whored out—and wanted to do it again. We could meet up only in the late afternoon—so we went to the bathhouse that is downtown hoping for end of work day traffic. I was slightly late as the freeway I was on stopped for an accident. I checked in, found my locker and went up to the room number he had sent me. He’s gotten a big double bed room. There were mirrors everywhere and a very large flat screen television playing porn. Marshall greeted me with a big smile on his face—and instantly went to his knees… I leave the door to the room wide open. I am in a filthy yellow jock and boots, my towel slung over my shoulder. “Get my jock wet.” His mouth is right there. He inhales deeply and groans in the back of his throat. Any other man would be stroking himself, but not Marshall. It’s all about pleasuring me. He licks the fabric—reinvigorating all the juices left on it: my own, his and so many other mouths and holes which have pressed against it. He groans again and begins chewing on it. I pull the pouch back and my balls fall into his mouth. My cock is bent at a crazy angle still in the pouch. The fabric stretches obscenely to contain it all. I free it and the shaft slaps against his face. He groans and opens his mouth but waits for my instructions to suck it. “Take my dick. Deep throat it.” He does. He continues until I pull out and start fucking his face. “Get up on the bed. All fours. Ass right here. The ‘here’ is accompanied by the palm of my hand slapping the mattress, right at the edge. He scrambles up and I kneel. It’s my turn to inhale the smell of his ass crack—all the light sweat from the exertion and excitement. I dig into his hole with my tongue. Out of the corner of my eye I see two men standing in the doorway—their towels tented. I stand up and slap my cock against his ass. “You want this dick in you? Raw?” The last is for the guys watching and who can’t quite see. I know what my boy of the moment wants. “Yes, Sir!” I push into the spit filled pucker. One of the guys pushes through the door to get a better look. “Fuck him,” he whispers. He drops his towel and strokes. The other one moves away. The intruder has a nice enough dick. He watches me bottom out and the first pull back. “So hot,” he sighs. I build up to a good fuck speed. “You want a turn?” This sends him out of the room. I keep plowing the muscle butt in front of me. Moments later another man (our age, with a good build and short iron grey hair on his head and in a trimmed goatee) looks in. He drops his towel too. He has a good seven inches…and I know from the way he’s looking at that ass, he isn’t going anywhere. I pull all the way out and slam all the way back in. Marshall’s ass is open enough to let me do it repeatedly. I love showing off my full length to the new guy. “You want a turn?” “Yeah. But let me get harder in this pig’s mouth.” He scrambles up on the bed and worms his way down until his legs are splayed and Marshall is giving him a sloppy blow job as I continue to ream out the ass in front of me. The guy groans and calls the sub all sorts of names—which only inspire Marshall to give his dick more attention. “Yeah, I’m ready,” he grunts out. “Let me at that ass.” “Sit on him.” Marshall obeys. He inches forward and impales himself on the cock that was just in his mouth. I lean forward and lick the man’s ball as Marshall rides him. They contract significantly. “Fuck, he can milk cock…” I grunt affirmatively, never stopping my tongue from moving. It’s now going up Goatee’s shaft a little. Marshall feels it—and begins a slower milking. One that entails Marshall pausing on the upstroke—to give me a chance to lick the cock—before he slides back down it. The guy is groaning “You’re a fuckin’ [banned word], man. Love it.” We change around. Goatee wants to fuck him from behind. “I think I have another load in me. I just shot before I walked in here.” I say a silent thank you to the gods of Viagra and watch the man fuck before I get up on the bed to get to Marshall’s mouth. “I know I’d load him if you’d fuck me as I fuck him.” I slide right back down. I grease my cock and get behind Goatee. I touch his hole. It’s loose and wet. It may even have cum in it. He slows his jack rabbit stroke. I push in. “FUUUUCK!” I stand still and let him do the thrusting and impaling. He is going for the gold. Faster and faster. His ass clenches as he spurts his seed into Marshall’s glorious ass. I just hold still. He pulls out. I pull out. I insist I lick his dick—though it’s making him cringe. I dive for the trail of jizz leaking out of Marshall’s ass. Goatee watches me clean him up—and plunge my dick into the wet warm cum he left behind. The load is big. It squelches as I fuck in it. Goatee thanks us and realizes we have a crowd watching us outside the door. He looks at me and shrugs. “Men are pigs—and you are two of the best.” He leaves the door open as he leaves and I continue to fuck Marshall’s creamed out hole. * We decide to fuck out of the room. There is a semi dark area. It used to be just an empty room. Now there are more benches and platforming with rails to be bent over. There is one man getting head as we step in. We can’t see much else. I fuck Marshall on a bench. A young, short Latino (our eyes are accustomed to the light now) wanders through and stops to watch us fuck. “He has two holes,” I tell him. To my surprise he comes up, unwraps his towel and sticks his dick in Marshall’s mouth. “Ahhh…” he murmurs. I make sure my hips connect with Marshall’s ass—making a nice thwacking sound in the dim light. “You wanna fuck him?” He nods and comes around. He has a condom in his hand. I take it from him. Without any hesitation he sticks his dick into the wet hole bare. “I can cum in him.....?” For the rest of the men...and a really hot felching of it all follow the link: [think before following links] https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2020/01/whoring-out-marshalls-muscle-butt.html

When the party ended it was still dark. More accurately, I should say it was dark again. The host ordered Gibron to slam another load of tina in my vein and they shoved me out the front door, poured my ass into the back seat of a vehicle, and we sped off. They drove around for a while before the door opened and I was pushed out into the gutter of some street in the city. I was totally high, totally disoriented, and didn't care who or where I was. I was exhausted, feeling sick to my stomach from all the drugs, and just wanted to sleep. I passed out right where they left me. I woke up sometime later when some homeless guy was checking me to see if I was dead. He gave me some water and when I asked him what day it was, I realized that 48 hours had passed since I had ventured out to find the dance club. I still had my wallet and ID, and plenty of cash to pay for a cab. The homeless guy helped me find a cab and I gave him my excess cash as a thank you for helping me out. As I lay in the back of the cab on the way to my hotel, I realized that my life had been changed forever by that experience. For one thing, I no longer feel fear in the presence of danger. Instead, adrenaline makes my dick hard and makes me wanna fuck. I also discovered my purpose in life. I exist to bring pleasure to dominant men and their cocks, to submissively take any and all cum loads as often as possible. I get off being force-chemmed and raped, gangbanged, and made to service one or more guy's darkest needs. That's why I travel to big cities like Berlin, Amsterdam, LA, New York, Houston, Miami and such, hang out in the darkest seediest areas, clubs, parks, and bars I can find, looking for straight or gay guys who get off on power and control who will fuck me up and use me as their sex-whore cum-dump for a few nights. Do you want to get force-chemmed and whored out? That's the way you do it. Put yourself out there, submit yourself to the dark side, and see where it takes you. Just make sure you are ready for the consequences, because once you start, you're committed to the end. There is no safe word. There is no turning back. You're at THEIR mercy, until THEY decide THEY have had enough. You are THEIR fuck-toy for THEIR pleasure and nothing more. You don’t matter and you may not make it out alive. But for a danger junkie, that's the whole idea. It’s the danger, the unknown, and the total loss of control that beckons us and draws us in. Embrace your dark side and hang on for the ride, faggot.