limpshorty

Things changed a whole lot in the next month. First off, Bobby got on academic probation, got caught cheating on a mid term, and for plagiarism. I had just finished paying to upgrade the Cable service, and the resident manager said Bobby’s parents had bailed on the lease. Billy had to move back to the dorm. That left me with six or seven thousand dollars worth of equipment to move, and no where to take it. It also meant I had nowhere to live. The Maintenance guy took me to see the resident manager the day the rent expired. Fortunately it wasn’t a data turnover day, so I could be off line for a few of hours with no problem. He asked how much head had I been giving the cable guy, and was very surprised that I had not. The accounts were paid for by the company I worked for, so the changeover was the only thing I had to pay for. He said, “I know the kid, and I’m sure he will switch it out, and help move all your stuff. All you have to do is let him fuck whatever hole he wants for the rest of your life.” I assured him that I would. (I did not mention that I would gladly done that for him without the return favor.) Then the resident manager pushed his chair back, undid his pants, and stood up. He pulled out his cock, and sat back down. He snapped his fingers and pointed at his cock. I started sucking him off, eagerly. He said “Slow down. You’re gonna be here all day.” As I began doing long slow moves on his cock, he went on. “You get the efficiency apartment next to my office. There’s a matter of a lease, but because you were never on the last one, and this one is going to be. . . “ he paused, and pulled my head up a bit by the hair, to look at his face. “a bit non standard.” He continued “The rent is $1800.00 a month, including utilities. Gas, water, and electricity. However, it includes an employee deduction based on work done.” At that point he turned my head back around and shoved it hard down on his cock. “You get a five dollar credit for each guy, either end, means you do twelve guys a day. Thirteen in February. Me and your fellow employees use you for free.” I hadn’t been asked anything, so I continued to suck. The Maintenance guy started undoing my pants. As he began fucking my ass, they continued to discuss me. I didn’t realize for a few day that was the last time either of them spoke to me. After they finished using me, they talked about marketing strategy. Three guys came to the office, and were told, “Take it to the old apartment, and have it identify the things it brought in. “Leave the computer stuff for Ed.” As they pushed me out the office door, the boss called out, “You can use it too, no charge.” Using the new company cumdump turned out to be their first priority.

I am very sure the people at the pay off the movers party were not all guys who helped move my stuff. There’s a big room in the basement of the athletic department at the school, and it has rolled up mats and some spread out mats as well. Billy brought me to the “party” and he was the one who suggested the basement. There were about ten guys down there, and Billy told me he would “take care” of my clothes for me. I stripped, and handed him the clothes. He leaned in close to me and whispered, “I better not hear anything about you turning down any dick, cuntface. I’ll bring your clothes later.” Two guys shoved me over one of the rolled up mats, which someone must have planned to use, because it was two mats rolled together, with a folding chair on one side for a guy to sit in. I had a cock in my mouth almost immediately, and someone was spreading my legs even before I got started sucking. I don’t know how they decided who’s turn it was, but after a few minutes the talking dropped off to an occasional grunt, and someone asking “who’s next? Or saying “Me.” I started noticing the guys I was sucking off had really big loads, and when one of them shoved his cock down my throat really hard when he came, someone said “Hey, let him taste it! Bobby says he really likes to have it in his mouth, but he won’t spit it out.” After that, there were a few guys who wanted to see their cum in my mouth before I swallowed. While I was showing off mouthfuls of cum, I noticed there were still about ten or twelve guys in the room. I hadn’t been able to keep any sort of count, and it seemed to me it has been a couple of hours at least. For the next couple of hours I began to realize that guys were coming in, right after anyone left. My ass was pretty sore, and I actually felt my stomach getting full. It had to be a couple dozen loads of cum, even as big as these guys were shooting. Twenty or more in the mouth, and almost as many in my ass. When someone complained that my ass was bleeding, there was a lot less interest in fucking it. The blowjobs got harder, turning into pretty rough face fucks, and no one was interested in whether or not I wanted to taste it. The last part was really hard for me, mostly because the face fucking got pretty rough. Twice bystanders even said something about it, but that didn’t seem to change anything. One of the roughest of them said, “Billy calls it “cuntface” and says we should use it hard, because that’s what cumdumps are for. “Hey, Cuntface!” I recognized Billy’s voice. “You tell these guys to stop fucking your ass?” I shook my head, since I had a cock in my mouth and couldn’t answer. “Glad to hear it.” He said to me, and then to everyone else he said, I gotta get back home guys, so I’me taking my cumdump with me. The guy in my mouth came a few seconds later, but no one said anything else. I didn’t move, and kept the cum in my mouth. Billy handed me my clothes and said “Thank the boys, Cuntface, and then get dressed.” I swallowed, and said“Thank you for using me as your cumdump.” I said, and started to get dressed. Most of the guys still in the room swatted my ass as they went out.

I got my stuff all packed in boxes, and I only own four pieces of furniture, aside from my computer stuff. Bobby said he can spend the weekend bringing guys over to carry stuff and make however many trips it takes to get everything there. We’ll have to wait on the computers until I get the service changed in my new place. I called the ISP I use, and they can run a separate connection in next week, and then Bobby and Billy can decide if they want to share my regular internet/TV/phone connection or not. They seem to think I pay for it with blowjobs. It really isn’t even billed to me, so I guess it might be easy to believe. It’s paid for by the people I contract with, to monitor the databases they host. The computers are mine, but most of the software on one of them belongs to the company too. One of the two just has my personal stuff on it. All the cooling and battery back up stuff belongs to me, although it was all paid for by the company. It all takes up two twenty amp circuits, which will get rewired on Monday. Bobby made a big deal out of having me ask each of the guys helping with the stuff if I could suck them off to thank them for their help. Billy told them they should make sure they get to fuck my ass too. Bobby suggested we could have another party at the dorm, so everyone would be able to watch while I paid off the movers. Everyone seemed to think it was a good idea. There was some discussion about using a bigger room than the one from last time, so more people could watch. I noticed while the discussion was going on, everyone asked Billy and Bobby about what I wanted. All this planning went on at the new place, with me naked, and kneeling in the living room. Bobby still calls me cuntface, and pats my head when he talks about what I want to do. Billy pretty much refers to me as the cumdump, or it. He doesn’t really talk to me at all. After the “movers” were all promised an all day fuck and suck they left, and Billy asked Bobby if their buddy Jerry was coming to help with moving. “Nah.” Bobby said. “He goes over to that fuck place a lot, now. I think he likes doing new fags more.” He pulled his cock out, and grabbed my head as I moved over to take it in my mouth. “I like gettin’ a cumdump trained up, so they don’t need a lot of directions.” He sat back, and I tried to do as I had learned he liked. Taking his cock all the way down, and letting him press me onto it. He sighed, and said “Nothing like a well trained, obedient faggot workin’ hard to please your cock.” I wasn’t surprised when I felt Billy’s hands on my hips, and pushed back as he rammed his cock in really hard. I guess the moan and whimper are as much a habit, now, as they are a response to pain of Billy’s huge cock spreading my asshole. I have become a well trained, and obedient faggot, and I want to encourage them to take full advantage of it.

Bobby likes to wake up with his cock in my mouth, and he always has morning wood. He wants me to practice getting it all the way down my throat without waking him up. Hasn’t worked yet. He starts fucking my head as soon as he’s all the way awake, holding on to me by my hair. When he cums, he shoves it all the way down, and holds me down on it until he’s finished. He pushes me off of it, and goes into the bathroom, and I go into Billy’s room right away. Billy sleeps late, most days, and ignores me for a while until he’s done with his shower. He said I need to be ready for his cock when he wants to fuck me, anytime, every time, as much as he wants. I try to have my ass up and face down when he comes out of the bathroom. Then I just stay there until he starts to fuck my ass. He like to just shove it all the way in at once and his cock is huge. It hurts, but I am learning to take it, and then immediately tighten up my ass on it, because he likes that. Then he fucks hard and fast, for a long time. When he gets ready to cum, he grabs my hips, and speeds up even more than before. He likes it if I moan and whimper as he gets off. As soon as he finishes, he wipes his cock off on my hair, and waits while I lick and kiss his cock. I know he likes me to really kiss it like I’m in love with it. I guess I’m getting pretty close to feeling that way. After my new roommates finish using my ass and mouth, they go to classes, and almost as soon as they leave. the maintenance man comes by, and rings the doorbell, and immediately lets himself in. He prefers face fucking me on the floor, so I try to be in that position by the time he comes in. Billy had convinced him that I didn’t need to be asked, just put into what position he wanted, and used. That first conversation Billy had with him was pretty clear on what Billy expected of me, and how he feels about cum dumps. When the maintenance man asked him my name. He said, “Come here.” and led him into the kitchen. I could hear him. “You know what this is?” “Yeah, it’s a toaster.” Said the guy. Billy said, “You like toast?” “Sometimes.” He said. “Okay.” Billy said. “Are you gonna ask the toaster to make you some toast? Do you need to know it’s name? No. It’s got two holes. You stick a piece of bread in one of them, it makes toast. It doesn’t need a name. If we both want toast, we put bread in both holes.” He brought him into my room, grabbed my hair, and turned my face toward them, and said “See,” sticking his finger into my mouth, and then bent me over the hassock, and spread my butt cheeks. “It’s got two holes. You stick your cock into whichever one you want, and it makes you cum. Unless there’s already two cocks in it, you don’t even need to wait. It’s a cum dump. That’s what it’s for.” After that, I was always pretty much waiting for him. He told me the Apartment manager would probably want me to go to his office and give hm blowjobs there, eventually, so I should be ready do him too. I spent the first few mornings after they left for school at my old apartment packing my clothes, and things in boxes. Most of the furniture didn’t belong to me, so it really didn’t take long. I needed to transfer my internet connection to their place, so I could work, but the first month I would need to come back here. I have three computers, and one of them has to run uninterrupted at least 12 hours at times. I’ve switched the location before, so I know how to do it, and how long it takes. I will have to be sure they know I can’t share the connection with them. I even have a separate connection at home for tv, and movies and stuff. I won’t transfer that, unless they want me to. (I get a pretty good deal on the second line, so they might.) The job is fairly routine for me, but it does involve ten or twelve hours a few nights every month. Mostly It’s less than an hour a day, for me though. The equipment and services are pretty expensive, so I have to be careful about moving it all. I will have to pay them the extra electric, though. (Maybe just pay for their cable instead.) Wednesday morning, as soon as I was finished with the Maintenance guy, I got showered, and went to Alpha house. I was signed up for Wendnesday and Thursday lunch shifts (11 to 4). I had no idea I would be so busy! Six loads in my mouth, and five in my ass in the first three hours. With my roommates that made fourteen! My weekday was like a gangbang! I was so full of cum! I didn’t really get much action the last two hours, although the Founder wanted a slow blow and did give me a fairly big load at the end. He asked me if I was going to be just doing lunch hours from now on. “Yessir.” I said. “I’ve got roommates now, who need regular service, and they probably want me available most of the evenings. If I have free time, should I call up and ask to be used at other times? I am not sure I can afford too many hours.” He looked at me and said, “Tell you what, cuntface: You come in Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday for a short lunch shift, and we’ll charge you the usual two day rate. As you can see, not much use for you the last half of the regular lunch shift in the middle of the week.” I was so grateful. “Oh, thank you sir! I will try to be the best cumdump in the whole of Alpha house, sir.” I started kissing his cock, to let him know how grateful I felt, being able to have so many loads. I wonder if my roommates will be inviting their friends over on weekends?

I go to a place not far from Alpha House for breakfast most mornings. I was there a few days ago, and the two guys that I met at the gang bang were there when I walked in. I was sort of surprised, really. I didn’t say anything to them, but couldn’t avoid looking at them. The bigger of the two got up, and came over to me, leaving his friend at one of those circular booths, where you get in one side or the other, and have to slide around to get to the back. He leaned over close to me and said, “Hey Cuntface, come on over and have breakfast with us.” I hesitated a bit, but he was speaking quietly and after all, Cuntface was the only name he ever heard for me. I nodded my head without speaking, and went with him. “Hey, look who’s here having breakfast!” He said to his buddy. He indicated that I should have a seat, and I moved into the open end of the table. He sat down beside me, leaving me to slide over toward his friend, and he slid on in and around staying very close, until I was right in between them both, with one pressing against either side of me. The waitress came over to the table, and he said, “Put our friend’s breakfast on our check.” I ordered coffee, and he told me “I’m really glad to see you. I have been wondering if I ever would get another chance to get my cock sucked that good.” I glanced up, but the waitress was far enough away that I didn’t think she heard what he said. He then reached down and took my left hand and put it on his crotch, rubbing it a bit with my hand. I felt him getting hard as he did it. “Me and Billy want to talk to you about our new place.” “You don’t live at the dorm?” I asked. He let my hand go, but I found myself holding on to his hard cock, even after he let go. He was sitting so close, and Billy was so close on the other side that I couldn’t move at all. Billy reached down with his hand and felt my crotch, and started to squeeze my cock. He was squeezing it pretty hard, which made me grunt. He let go part way, and smiled at me. “Do that again, if you want me keep it up.” He said, and then got a better grip, and squeezed even harder. It was more a moan this time, instead of a grunt, but Billy seemed to find that to be an indication that I wanted him to do it more, and evidently harder too. “Okay, if you want to play right now, why don’t we go over to our place, and you can try having breakfast there.” Bobby said. He took out some money, and left a fairly nice tip on the table. He slid into me, and pressed me even harder against Billy. “You gonna drag him out by his wee-wee, Billy?” For a second, I thought Billy was going to actually do it, as he pulled my cock, and started sliding out of the booth. He let go as the waitress arrived with a coffee pot, and I remembered to let go of Bobby’s cock as I slid out after Billy. Bobby looked up at her and said “Keep the tip. We just realized we forgot to feed our wiener hound before leaving him alone at home.” We went out to the parking lot, and Bobby asked if I wanted to drive my car to their place, or ride with them in their van. Billy said “He can start sucking me off right now if you drive, right Cuntface?” “I don’t have a car.” I said. Billy looked at me. “So?” Billy said. “Yes.” I said. “I can start now.” Bobby interrupted, and said “Billy, it’s a five minute drive. Be patient.” We arrived at their van. “I have something I need you to listen to, and I know you won’t be thinking straight with Billy’s big dick in you. So, wait for a few minutes, and see the place, and listen to my offer.” He said to me. “Billy, you sit up front, and let the cumdump sit in the back seat and listen.” As he drove, Bobby explained “We rented an apartment. Actually my folks rented it, and we get to live there. It’s a two bedroom, with a den. Big den, and we figured you could live in there as your bedroom. You get to live rent free, and we’ll fuck you in both your holes too! Not to mention, you can still go to your Fuck House a couple of times a week like you do now.” Billy turned around and looked at me. “You take my cock anytime I want, right? For as long as I want?” I nodded. Bobby went on, “You do us, and you get to do our friends too, if they come over to visit. We’ll get Jerry to help us build one of those fuck horses he told us about, and you can be ready for fucking and sucking every dick in the place. You stay buck naked, all the time. Hell, it’ll save you a lot on laundry. I like a blow job first thing in the morning, Billy will fuck your ass pretty much every day, sometimes more. All that, and it’s rent free!” I mumbled some things about not having enough money to pay movers. “Hey, no problem,” promised Bobby, “I’ll tell e’m you’ll suck or take a load up your ass from anyone who brings a piece of furniture or a few boxes from your old place, and you’ll be moved in in a couple of days. You want me to arrange that with the guys from the dorm?” “Oh. Uh, I guess so. I’m on a month to month lease, until the end of next month.” I said uncertainly. This was all happening really fast. Bobby turned into an apartment complex less than a mile from Alpha House. He parked in a numbered space, and jumped out, Billy got out, opened the back door, and watched me as I got out. Bobby went ahead and Billy pushed himself up against me from behind. “You take it up the ass for as long as I want, any time I want, every time; right?” “Yes.” I said. “You in a big hurry, Billy?” Bobby laughed. “You want to fuck his ass right here at the front door, or should we get him inside, and naked first?” We walked up the stairs to the first floor, and went into the first apartment door, which opened with a button code.

I was really nervous. I suppose a gangbang with strangers was fundamentally different than being a cumdump for people I . . . sort of knew. Of course the ten or twelve I was told would be there might turn out to be more. I was wondering how many more it would take for me to decide I wanted to stop. I had been used by five guys before, some of them used me in the mouth as well as the ass. Four was more common at Alpha house, if I stayed for a whole six hour shift. The blow jobs were mostly to get guys hard, and didn’t include a lot of hard facefucking. I was sure I didn’t want to take on forty guys, or anything like that. Especially since these were all fairly young guys; under twenty six, was what I was told. At that age a lot of them would go twice, and a few three times. So, even 12 guys might be way more than I have ever done in a night. My invitation said come to the front door, and ask if anyone here wanted to fuck my face, or ass. If they said yes, I should say “Thank you sir.” (Evidently, not the creative writing department.) I got there right at the time it said on the invitation, 8:30. I knocked on the door. It took a while for someone to answer. Since I hadn’t actually seen the guy who came to Alpha house, it really didn’t matter who answered. It was a fairly ordinary looking college age kid. He said, “Yeah?” “Sir, does anyone here want to fuck my face, or my ass?” I asked. Their party, their script, I figured. “Someone tell Jerry his faggot’s here!” The kid said, and stepped aside slightly. I stepped in, going no further than the entryway. I wasn’t sure if I was suppose to thank the kid, so I decided silence was at least minimally respectful. Everyone in the front room was staring directly at me. Almost everyone was male, but there were a few girls in the room, which wasn’t really crowded. The kid who answered the door seemed to feel like he was finished, and wandered away. It seemed a fairly long time, but that might have been nerves. It might have been because everyone had stopped talking, and were now speaking in whispers to each other. One of the guys walked up to me, and said rather loudly, “Hey, Cuntface! Glad to see you’re on time, let's get you started.” He turned me toward the other side of the room, and walked behind me, pushing me ahead of him. We went into the next room, and then into an open area off the main hallway. There were a few padded chairs, and the back of one of them had a beach towel draped over it. The guy must have been Jerry, which made me his faggot. “Gimme your clothes, I'll put them in the closet for you, while you’re busy getting gang banged.” A group of guys had followed us from the front room, seven or eight of them, not counting Jerry. Everyone watched while I took off my clothes, and gave them to Jerry. I handed him the tube of lube I had brought, before the clothes. Jerry left me standing there, and walked out of the room. He came back almost immediately, I suppose the closet was in the next room. He put the tube of lube on the table next to the towel draped chair. My ass was already pretty well lubed up. “Okay, guys!” Jerry called out, “blowjobs on the left, butt fucks on the right.” I could see that Jerry had never done this before. The chair was too high for anyone under 6’2 to use for fucking with me bent over it from behind, and if I did that, the guys I was sucking off would be ten or twelve inches away from my mouth, standing in front, or sitting in the chair, with me hanging over their shoulder. Guys kneeling on the chair might be able fuck my ass, if they were pretty agile. Then the blowjobs would be for the six foot guys, and would require a lot of effort to, well, fuck up into my face. “Can I kneel in front of the chair, and then take guys in my ass from behind me?” I finally said, after no one else could figure out how to do this. One of the group decided to move the towel, dropped his pants to his ankles, and sat down. I was sucking the first cock while the rest of them started lining up for their turns. It still wasn’t going smoothly, but at least I didn’t have to talk about it. The first guy was really eager, and wasn’t interested in a lot of tongue action. He grabbed my head in both hands and went down my throat hard and fast right from the start. He was rock hard, and I could already feel his legs trembling. I felt someone grab my hips, and knew I was about to get the first guy in my ass, and the guy in my mouth started grunting. There really wasn’t any time with both guys fucking, since the first one came before the one behind me got his cock hard enough to go in. It was pretty much the same for the first four or five guys. I was getting ass fucked for a while, then face fucked. With a lot of talk about the chair. I was out of the loop on advice. Someone finally got everyone to quit trying to use the chair. The two guys who used me first after that were really big, strong guys. Football types. They held me with their hands on my armpits, and hips, and worked together. Hard thrusting both cocks in and then pulling out. They both lasted a fairly long time before getting out of sync as they got ready to cum. It was a little painful, but I wanted it to go on, and hoped the rest of them were learning something. Pretty much the best part was the way they tossed me aside after they finished cumming. I was a whole lot less worried about there being too many of them. I wanted more, so far, and there were only about six guys left in the room.

I haven’t even been to this party yet, and I am getting more loads than I ever have in my life! All three of the tops I was being interviewed by stayed to watch the founder fuck my face. Then the he stayed to watch them spit-roast me. I wanted to be as good as I could, so I tried hard not to listen to the conversation, although that was pretty hard with only one guy using me, and two discussing what I was doing. (How do you know how good a guy’s mouth feels from watching?) The consensus at first seemed to be that I wasn’t all that different from any other cumdump at Alpha House. After the first round, though everyone said they wanted to use me whichever way they hadn’t tried yet. I didn’t say anything at all, and they seemed to find that acceptable. I think they talked about whether a cumdump with no cock in his mouth should talk, but the first thing that happened was that they started using both holes, and swapping back and forth, so I am not sure what they decided. These guys are all six foot or more tall, considerably bigger than me, not to mention being jock type guys as well. They flipped me around without saying a word, and slapped lube on my ass like a spanking. The only bad part was that second round went a lot longer than the first, and I realized I was going to have to work late once I got there, to catch up. No one had even mentioned having a three way gang fuck. I certainly didn’t want to start saying no to tops now, though. I could catch up by working through the evening from home.

I got an email from the real estate company that owns Alpha house. I knew that the “company” was really just the office of the guy who had used his Real Estate office to set up the time share, and handle the money so that no one actually owned anything, except a time share itself. When I had joined, he explained that premium shares, and limited shares were the actual names of alpha and cumdump memberships. There was also an alpha, and a cumdump who were lawyers, and they helped set it up to avoid having anyone own anything but permission to use the facilities. The idea that cumdump's holes were facilities was not part of actual definition. Cumdumps were only allowed to use the facilities according to the schedules. Anyway, I was very surprised to get the letter. Since I didn’t know anyone by name, aside from the founding alpha, I didn’t understand why I would get an email. It just said I should come to the house during a certain time of the day, the following Wednesday. I wondered if I had done something wrong, and was going to be in trouble. I went at the earliest time given. Since no one had said to do otherwise, I went in the basement, and put my clothes in one of the basket bins just like I do when I am coming to be used for a shift. There were a few cumdumps there, being used by some alphas, so I just went to the main room, and bent over one of the fuckhorses, and waited. The founder walked over, slapped my ass, and said, “Come with me, cuntface.” I followed him out of the room, and into the office in the back of the ground floor. Two other alphas were there, and they had three chairs set up in a half circle. He sat in the middle chair, and said, “You can kneel down here, if you want.” Indicating a spot in the middle of the half circle. All three of them were dressed, and sat looking at me. “So,” he said to the others, gesturing toward me, “This is the famous cocksucker I told you about.” Everyone chuckled. “Hell, even his ass is famous. We got a visitor asking to take him home with him, and he got an invitation to be the guest of honor at a gangfuck party!” He looked at me sternly. “You been having gangbangs on your own time, cuntface?” He asked me. “No sir.” I said. "Sir, I never even really saw the guest until after he finished fucking me, and then it was mostly his cock I saw, as I cleaned him off.” “So, you heard the question?” Said one of the other two tops. “You want us to loan you out to 14 horney gangbangers in front of all their friends?" I paused for longer than even I expected. " . . . I really like being used by guys. Two at a time is fine with me, and letting them just do what they like . . . “ "You understand we can’t have anything to do with this, right? I mean, before, or after?” Said the founder. “But, we don’t own you.” You paid your rent through Friday. Their party is on a Saturday.” “But sir, I don’t want to quit being a cumdump here! I love it!” “Relax.” He said. “We let your membership lapse, on Friday. You go to the party, what happens there is up to you.” He stood up, and started to pull off his pants. “You can start right now convincing the three of us you want to come back and be ours again after all those young studs are done with you."

I was doing the second of my weekly scheduled days at Alpha House. Being their cumdump was the best thing in my life. The tops and cumdumps were generally all happy with the set up, and it gave me more chances to get used than anything else I had ever done. Basically, it was a timeshare. Tops paid their rent, and could come use us anytime they wanted. We paid our rent, and signed up for at least two six hour shifts a week, and of course we understood that we agreed to be used by any top, or his guest tops. Extra shifts were okay, if there were tops waiting for service. We could stay and take loads and didn’t have to pay any extra rent. That’s why I usually scheduled weekdays. They were not as popular for the cumdumps, but you still often couldn’t stay on late for extra loads, because there weren't as many tops at the house as cumdumps. The shifts were early and late rush hours: (4AM to 10AM, and 3PM to 9PM on weekdays) so we were available for before work, and after work, and 10AM to 4PM for lunch breaks. The overlap meant always having at least two cumdumps at the beginning of the after work rush. Weekends started at 8PM Friday to 2AM Saturday. I almost always signed up for late Friday, and stayed as long as anyone was still interested in using me. I noticed that tops more often spoke to each other than to cumdumps. If you have an open hole, but are being used at the other end, if someone wanted to use that hole, they would ask the first top if he minded. Of course sometimes tops started together, if they were friends, or something. Late one Friday night, I was giving a slow blow to a top who likes just relaxing with a mouth on his cock. I heard someone ask him, “Hey, can I borrow one of your cumdumps?” “Sure.” He said. "You can use the other end of this one, if you want.” “Oh, no!” The voice said. “I mean, I know you guys have them trained to take whatever they get here. I was wondering if I could take one to a party my dorm is going to have.” “Well,” the top said, “We actually have some fairly strict rules for using a hole. If you actually damage one, it’s grounds for locking you out. For instance, anything that ends up calling an ambulance, or going to emergency even calling a doctor is totally out of bounds. The fact that it wasn’t deliberate is not gonna cut it.” “No! Nothing like that!” The visitor said. “It’s a party, and I wanted to bring one with me to get double-teamed, and . . . well, I like they fact that they pretty much let you fuck ‘em as much as you want, without putting up a fuss.” At this point I felt his cock pressing up against my ass, and he grabbed my hips. The regular top pushed my head down on his cock at the same time. He gets turned on by spit-roasting and it makes him get hard, and stay hard for quite a while. They probably were still talking about borrowing a cumdump, but I was busy, trying to keep both my ass and mouth working hard to give the best service I could. Being known for doing your best makes the tops more likely to choose you when there are extra cumdumps to choose from. The guest was pretty enthusiastic about fucking my ass, and he seemed to like it when I clenched down on his cock as it was moving in and out. For a young guy, he had pretty decent control, but still driving hard. He started to cum, and I’m sure he wasn’t talking any more, for a while, other than grunting “fuck” over and over. The first top noticed he was pretty much done, and said, “Have him clean you up, and I’ll keep fucking him for being such a good boy.” They switched places, and I worked as carefully as I could, knowing most guys don’t want a lot of stimulation right after they cum. The regular top started fucking me harder than he had been all evening. Deep and hard, and a lot faster than I had expected for his third time in only a few hours. He lasted a long time. The visitor pulled out of my mouth and wiped his cock on my hair. He told me “Good faggot.” I think he was going to talk to the first top some more, but before he was done, someone else asked, “You finished with cuntface?” “Yeah.” The kid said. “He seems like he could take another load.” “Yeah? Well, he’s gonna.” Said the new voice. He wasn’t someone I knew by voice, and I was pretty much face down over the the end of the fuck-horse hanging on to the straps to keep from getting knocked off it. I wanted to tell someone I would really like to go to that party, but I was pretty much busy, and I also knew whether I wanted to go probably wasn’t really in question. I did have a reputation to maintain. One of the rules of the Alpha House is that you do not recognize anyone you know from here anywhere but here. You can be a totally out prancing queen if you want, but none of the House Alphas will hit on you in public. We have a “maid” who cleans the bathrooms, and kitchen, and vacuums and dusts the place every couple of days. She wears a skirt no wider than a ruffle, and a mean looking steel chastity device, high heels, black stockings and a push up bustier while she is here. Heavy make up, and fake nails, but the tits are real. From odd moments while we were here together, I know she’s a computer hardware geek and works nights in the world. I don’t know if she wears girl clothes at her job. I am sure I wouldn’t recognize her if she didn't. Even some of the cumdumps feel her tits, and play with her ass while she works. The alphas treat her like any other cocksucker, but usually just watch her work.

Yes, I am nearby Charlotte, and looking for cocks to suck.

The first top I had told me I needed to learn to take his cock all the way down until my nose pressed the base of his cock. He said he knew it was going to be difficult for me, and told me that I had to keep trying, because he told me to do it. If I wanted to suck his cock, I had to agree I wasn't going to choose how to do it, but was going to learn how he wanted it done. He was not exactly impatient, but he wasn't interested in anything but sincere effort to do what he wanted, and get used to it. First limit was that if I came up to get his cock back out, I had to stop before it came out of my mouth. If I took that as an opportunity to use my tongue on his cock head it was less likely to earn me a swat on the back of my head. His instructions were "the best way to stop gagging is to swallow harder and faster." The next step was to make sure just having his cock all the way down my throat wasn't all I was expected to do. "Now you can lick my balls." was added, he said as a reward for my efforts. Swallow, lick, swallow, lick. Getting my tongue out far enough to lick all his ball sack was important. The swallow did reduce the gagging eventually. The ball licking became my goal, to get all the way down, and spend as long as I could, licking his balls, and repeatedly swallowing his cock head. Then I could come up slowly, licking constantly until I could get a breath. He told me I was "getting better," but he said I needed to learn to love taking a hard thrust back down. He said I needed to accept that taking hard fucking all the way down wasn't something I should think of as me doing something for him. It was why he let me be his cocksucker.

I made a new contact, who was a bit tentative about when, and just where he wanted to meet me, but finally got him to commit to a time, and place to meet. This involved waiting a fair amount of time before setting out to meet him, and I was very anxious waiting. Then the top I see most often contacted me and asked can you come over right now? Of course I went immediately, and he said he needed me to do it quick, because he needed to cum, and then go to bed right away. He was almost apologetic about not letting me suck him longer, but I told him being convenient was certainly something I was happy to provide. It was quick, and he did seem relieved as much as satisfied. I thanked him, and he said I had to leave right away. I got to go to meet the new top, who wanted a lot of conversation first, but eventually I got to spend quite a while sucking him. He said I have a "great mouth." He asked if I would come back this week, and wanted to know if I would suck off his friend if he invited him over for next time. I am looking forward to that.

I suppose I have an unreasonable attitude about proper etiquette for a cumdump cocksucker, but I don't want to pretend to be anything I am not. I'm an old man. I'm not a submissive in any other part of life, but I want cocks in mouth, and cum either down my throat, or in my mouth. (although I would always choose having the chance to feel the cum squirt out of his cock, and taste it before swallowing, I don't think I get to choose whether I get the load that way, or already down my throat, straight into my stomach. That's his choice, and serving his cock is my choice.)

I wish I could find more guys near me who have this attitude. For me, being an old cocksucker is a real drawback for most cruising tops. I suppose there are plenty of young ones. I haven't ever said no to meeting someone to suck their cock. I'm careful not to lie, and always give my actual age. But three or four emails back and forth, and then no actual meeting. I haven't gotten any phone calls on the phone I got just for using for on call cocksucking. I guess it will happen some day.

I think for me the blowjob lasts until the man who has let me suck his cock pulls it out of my mouth, or shoves my head off. I don't think I should decide he is done with me. I swallow every time, although if I am told to keep the cum in my mouth, or show him, of course I do that. I don't do a lot of stimulation after he cums, because it might be unwanted. But my mouth belongs on his cock until he is through using it. I was told "Stay there and keep still." I did that, and realized the top was dropping off to sleep. His cock stayed flaccid for fifteen or twenty minutes, after which he slapped the back of my head, and said "Good faggot." He then got up and dressed and left.