Monorchid

We chatted for a while, sharing a joint, having drinks and relaxing. Then Den loaded the pipe and passed it round. Dan took a long pull and handed it on to Zac before kneeling in front of Den and burying his face in his balls and blowing out his smoke. I was absently stroking my cock looking at him wiggling his tight butt and winking his hole. Zac leant over and tapped the pipe on my knob, "Want me to help you out there?" He grinned and handed over the pipe and lighter as he got down and took my cock in his mouth. I took a good huff watching him suck me and blew it out over his face. I could see Dan licking Den's stiffening shaft. My arse was twitching at the sight and I couldn't take my eyes off the thick, 10 inch ... Lets face it, cock simply doesn't do it justice. 10 inches of uncut, shiny black pudding. My mouth was watering. Den caught my eye, "Gonna fuck him, or what?" Zac lifted off me, and I realised I was solid and throbbing. I stepped over and pressed my knob on Dan's winking hole. It was slick from Zac's spit and mucous, and Dan slid straight down over me, flexing his muscles all the way. I still had the pipe, so took another lungful and passed it to Den. He leant forward, kissed me, and I passed the smoke to him. I let Dan grind on my cock while the rush washed over me, then started a slow, easy fuck. After a few strokes, I felt Zac's wet fingers at my hole. I shifted up a bit to give him better access. I bottomed out in Dan and Zac pressed himself against me. I stayed in place, gyrating inside Dan, until Zac's knobend popped home. Pulling back from Dan, Zac slid into me and I started fucking Dan and myself. Zac leant closer in with each stroke, and we started moving in rhythm. He was fingering around my shaft in Dan and his in me, upping the pace, driving harder into my guts, pushing me into Dan so much we lurched forward up onto Den and I popped out of Dan. Zac kept fucking as Dan slid away and I was face to shaft with Den. I rubbed my face across the solid meat, spreading Dan's spit over my cheeks, and started licking. "That's it." Dan rubbed the back of my head. Zac had slowed and Dan had slid beneath us, rimming and toungueing me round Zac's fucking. He pressed a finger in alongside, then two. Zac planted himself balls deep and grabbed my hips to sit us back. Dan was holding his cock straight up and took hold of Zac's as we sat back until he pushed his pierced knob into me. They obviously had practice - they both fucked in different rhythm but didn't miss a stroke. My legs were shaking so much in the end, we couldn't keep it going and rolled apart. Dan rolled me on my front, "Not finished with you yet, cunt," and plunged straight back in to me, starting up a merciless piston fucking. "Ready for my load?" I milked at his cock with my cunt muscles, "Oh fuck yes, spunk me, man!" He grunted, then almost roared, and started bucking around in me. With one last hard deep thrust, his cock started pumping, "ARGH! Take my spunk, ya queer cunt!" I was clamping as hard as I could, feeling every pulse, until finally he slumped on to me and rolled off. I d round to get my arse up, hoping to hold as much of his juice inside and possible, and get my head down to suck him clean. As soon as I'd tasted his cum and my arse on him, he started pissing again. I didn't need to be told to swallow this time...

Thanks for the comments and votes, guys! Here's part 2: When my head cleared a bit, I was still face down in Dan's ball sac but he wasn't holding me down. I don't know how long I'd been out. I started rubbing my face in his musky pubes and licking the crease between his leg and balls."He's back with us." Dan lifted my head, "you gonna suck my cock then, boi?" I nodded and started licking along his almost solid, veiny shaft. While I took my time working my tongue over the length up to the tip, his cock hardened further and they carried on chatting. Since my head was spinning and my wars buzzing I couldn't really hear what they were saying, but it was obvious they were talking about me. Every so often one of them said something like 'cocksucker' or 'cunt' or fuck him' a bit louder so I could hear it clearly. It was always warm at Zac's, and I was getting up quite a sweat by the time my tongue slipped under Dan's heavy foreskin. I could immediately taste the stale piss and precum, and as I licked over his knob I felt the ring. "You like a PA in you?" he laughed. "Mmmm..." I had his 'skin rolled right back and was sucking on his knob, so I couldn't really talk. I started taking him deeper in my mouth, bobbing up to his knob and then a bit further down each time, until the PA started scratching at the back of my mouth. It took a few attempts before my gag reflex gave up and I managed to take him in my throat. "That's right, cocksucker. Swallow it down." When I finally got my nose right in his pubis, a hot stream started running down my throat and I pulled up. He grabbed the back of my neck and pushed me back down so I was choking on his cock and piss. "Swallow!" I could barely breathe and pissy mucous was streaming out my nose, but I did my best. It was probably only a few seconds but felt like longer before the stream finally stopped. He let me go and I lifted off, spluttering and coughing, eyes and nose running. He was grinning down at me. Zac and Den were laughing. Dan pushed me away and I collapsed to the floor. "That piss drinking cocksucker needs a rest. And a reward." It was the first time I'd properly heard Den speak. He threw me a towel, and I wiped my face as best I could. After a while I was able to sit up. I could feel there was an enormous grin on my face. Zac passed me my beer and the pipe. I took a long swig on the beer and belched hard before a deep huff on the pipe. Den grabbed the lighter from me, then the pipe when the bowl was empty. "Hold your breath. My man Zac said you were a greedy cunt!" After several seconds holding my breath, I started slowly blowing out. Den leant down, held the babk of my head and clamped his mouth over mine, sucking the remaining smoke down. When he let go, I fell on my back. After a minute or so, Zac knelt beside me and sat me up. "OK, boi?" "Yeah..." "Good." He sat in the chair facing Dan and Den on the sofa. When I didn't move, he tapped me on the head, "OI! Cocksucker!" I span round to face him. "You wanna eat my meat, or what?" I went to start, but he put his hand over his junk, "Answer me, when I ask a question!" "Uh.. Yes, I wanna swallow your cock." He's cut, and I could see the large bead of precum start to roll over his knobend. "Get to it then." They all chuckled as I licked over his knob and went straight down on him, no choking this time - just an occasional gag. I felt hands on my butt cheeks, "Lift your arse." Dan said. I pushed my knees back and lifted up. He spread my cheeks with his hands and started rubbing my pucker with a thumb, pushing in a bit now and then. There was something sharp and gritty on his thumb which burnt a little so I squirmed a bit. He spat on his thumb and the burning subsided. "Hey, pay attention!" Zac bucked his cock up hard. I realised I'd stopped and was just holding him in my mouth. I concentrated on Zac, taking him the way I know he likes. Slow and deep, swallowing him as long as I can. Each time I gag, I clamp down on Dan's thumb working my arse. "Got a responsive cunt here. Time to get my cock in there." He positioned my arse and spread my legs further before I felt the ring push against me. I scooped some of the spit and mucous from my face and reached under to smear us up. Slowly, he pushed in, letting my cocksucking movements draw him in deeper until he was up to his balls. He stayed there and ground around inside me for some time before withdrawing, still grinding. I could feel myself opening to him as he sped up. Zac pushed me aside and stood up, letting my head fall into the chair. Dan grabbed my hips and started thrusting hard, changing angle and speed, pulling right out and driving straight back in. I was groaning and mumbling. "What's that, queerboi? Can't quite hear you." "Ung... Fuck... yeah..." I spent the five or so minutes he was fucking mumbling out loud about his cock, his fucking, having a man use my cunt. Suddenly, he pulled out and let go. I groaned, whimpered, and slumped down. It took a few seconds before I could haul myself into the chair.

I'd been fucking with Zac on and off for a while. I went to his place a couple of times a month. We had some beers, shared some spliff, and got down to business. We're both versatile, so roles usually got swapped and mixed up. Now and then, we sorted a roleplay, which was fun but a bit forced. At the time, I'm mid 40s, slim, fit, but I'm not impressively built or endowed. Zac (short for Isaac) is 30s, beefy and equipped with an almost clichéd Big Black Cock. I'd spend many sessions learning to take him deep in my throat, and it took a while before it stopped hurting when he fucked me. We set up a session, and I arrived as usual. I was playing sub whore, so got naked and sat in the floor while he sorted drinks. He came into the room and handed me a beer, "I've got something special sorted for tonight." He sits in front of me on the sofa, fully clothed with his legs spread wide. Reaching over, he opened a box and took out a pipe. After taking a tug on it, he passed it to me and played the lighter over the bowl while I sucked. We'd usually had spliffs before, but this was different. Suddenly, the only thing I could see was the lump in his jeans. I leant down and rubbed my face in his musky groin. He stroked my shaved head. "That's right." My head was swimming as I felt his cock growing under the denim. After a while, he tapped my shoulder and I looked up to see him offering me the pipe again. I took it, and the lighter, pulling on the pipe watching him take off his t-shirt. When he took back the pipe, I went back to mashing my face in his groin. "Yeah, you need my cock Boi." All I could manage was "Mmmm..." He leant back and I reached up to feel his nipples. I rubbed my face across his legs and crotch until the effect of the pipe wore off a bit. He lifted my head to look at him. "We can carry on, or you can say 'no'." I was confused - I'd expected something new when I arrived and didn't really know why he was offering me an out. I was looking from him to the pipe, and I'm sure I was drooling. All I could think was I was going home empty and unfulfilled. "You want more?" "Yes. What we having?" He handed me the pipe, "Just smoke it. You love it." I sucked hard until he pulled the pipe away from me. I fell hard into his lap and he rubbed his hand over my back. "Good. You're gonna be wrecked, you know that?" I nodded, rubbing all my head over his groin. I lifted my head and sat back on my heels, taking a deep swig on my beer. He leant forward and put his blindfold over my eyes. We used his blindfold quite a bit - it's soft leather with an elastic strap and pads which press on your eyes a bit. Our set up was the one wearing it couldn't take it off without the session coming to a quick end. I knew I'd be wearing it all night. He hooked his arms under my shoulders and put me in the armchair. Instinctively, I lifted my legs, but he pushed them down and leant in to whisper "Last chance." I didn't really know what he meant. Then he was gone. I could hear him moving around, but sat where he'd put me waiting for whatever was coming. My arse was twitching and my cock was standing full mast. It seemed like several minutes passed while he fussed around. I felt the pipe pressed to my lips again, and huffed hard on it. He took it away and pulled off the blindfold. When my eyes adjusted, he was sitting across from me chatting with two new guys. They were all naked. Zac saw I was paying attention and smiled. "OK?" I nodded, not knowing who to look at. He waved a hand at each of them, "My mates, Dan and Den." I smiled at them. Dan was short, white, tightly muscled. His half-hard cock already impressive. Den was tall and wiry, with a still soft black cock which hung heavy over his balls and promised a painful fuck. I slid of the chair to kneel on the floor. "Well, he's eager." Dan pulled me to him and pushed my face into his balls. "You gonna pin him?" Den asked. I didn't quite understand. Dan held my head down while his cock hardened against my face. Someone grabbed my arm and there was a pricking feeling just before the world dissolved.

I spent several years delivering for a building supplier. A few drops led to encounters - mostly just fumbled wanks and quick blow jobs, but this one time was different. That day, I had just the one delivery - my wagon was loaded up with a whole house worth of plumbing - pipe, radiators, a kitchen and three bathrooms. I drove from south east London, right through town to a bungalow in outer west London. It was a hot, frustrating drive and I'd emptied a litre of water down my throat by the time I arrived. From outside, it looked like a decent house - set in the middle of a large garden which was churned up and muddy at the front; but inside was completely empty. There wasn't even a proper floor - a stepladder took us down almost 6 feet to a packed earth floor just inside the front door. I set to unloading with the guy on site. He was about 5'6", my age (mid twenties,) and tightly muscled like me from physical labour. I almost towered over him at 6' dead. It took over an hour to haul everything in and get it stacked, all the while my bladder was getting more insistent for relief. Once we'd finished, he led me over to a couple of folding chairs and put a kettle on a camping stove to get tea on the brew. "Man, think I'm gonna piss myself." I looked around, "where do you go?" He looked around and shrugged, "Usually where I'm standing." He fixed my eyes with his and smirked, then dropped to his knees in front of me, still looking up at me. I started pissing before I'd managed to get my cock out properly, splashing over my jeans and boots before he bent forward to take my stream in his mouth. After all the water I'd drunk, I pissed for England. He swallowed some and let the rest run over his chin and down his chest. As my stream ebbed away, he took my pierced knob head in his mouth and swirled the last drops round with his tongue. I was already half hard, and that quickly brought me to full mast. I'm not the biggest by any means, but my uncut 6.5" with 3mm PA has always served me well. I lifted him off and sat in one of the chairs, opening my wet jeans further and pulling out my balls. He shuffled closer and buried his face in my sweaty, piss soaked crotch, licking at my shaft and balls. His stubble scratched at my shaft and over the crown, until he took me in his mouth and started working my shaft with his tongue. When he started choking on my ring, he lifted his arse and pulled down his trackie bottoms. I reached down, slip a finger along his crack and pushed hard at his hole. He whimpered, and pushed back. My finger sank into him and his arse clenched when he gagged. I kicked him away and stood over him with my boot on his cock, spat on his face. He licked it of his lips. I knelt between his legs and put his boots on my shoulders. My cock, wet from his sucking, bumped his cunt and I pushed in hard. He was tight and dry - it hurt my cock and he screwed his face in pain. I held his arms down and took my time feeling around inside him, until he relaxed around me. I took a few long slow strokes before driving hard and fast. When he started to struggle, I grabbed his throat and picked up my pace. Eventually I had to flip him over and use my extra size and bulk to hold him down while I raped his arse. I had one hand round his throat and the other round his cock and he kept struggling which only made me fuck harder. Then he went stiff, clamped his cunt round my cock and pumped out a great handful of spunk. I pulled my hand out and dropped half his spunk on my cock before plunging back in to his still twitching hole, licked up a wad and wiped the rest in his face. He licked at my hand and sucked my fingers. That was the trigger - I yelled out as my spunk exploded into him. I spasmed inside him until my balls ached and my cock softened in him. We just lay there a few minutes catching our breath. As I relaxed, my bladder started nagging at me and my cock stiffened enough for me to push in before letting it flow. My piss squirted out past my shaft over my balls and up my belly. I couldn't help but start fucking and almost as soon as I'd stopped pissing, I came again. This time, I pulled out and flopped him over to wipe myself over his face. We shuffled around until he could suck me clean properly. Soon, I booted him away again, got up, put myself away and left.