Cumeslave

I'm a lot into gut-puchning and I found this guy that was like me a member of the gut-punching group on gayromeo. He was a top only and we chatted about how much I can take and where we could meet. I told him that I can take a lot as my abs are well trained. We decided to meet at Scheune, a gay bar in Berlin with a popular dark room in the basement. I told him that I have blond hair and that I'm going to wear a very short light blue jeans shorts and tan boots and nothing else, so it would be easy for him to recognize me. He told me to be there at midnight. I arrived an hour early because I was very excited to finally have another gut-punching date. After handing in my jacket at the cloakroom and I sat at the bar just wearing those shorts. I ordered a beer and talked to the bar tender a little bit and then decided to head down to the dark room. It was busy already and many guys were walking around hunting for sex. I could hear the noise of bodies slapping as they were fucking in some of the dark corners. The air was heavy and smelled like sex, sweat and cum. I walked around checking out what was going on. There were many leather guys and some in-the-closet type guys. Some of the guys checked me out but I wasn't here for a regular fuck tonight (at least for now) so I decided to stay in one place and wait. I leaned on a wall across from a dark corner. Some of the guys that walked by touched my bare chest and played with my nipples. I let them but ignored them. Then I saw a guy coming down the stairs that looked like the guy I was supposed to meet. We never exchanged face pics but I recognized his very lean and defined body. He looked around in a way like he was looking for someone specific. Then our eyes met and he approached me. He was a little taller and older than me with very short hair. It looked like he was just as nervous as me when he almost whispered "Marco?". I nodded and he checked out my almost naked body as if to see if it was worthy for him to torment it. It looked like he approved of what he saw, and he started exploring my bare hairless chest with his hands. I could see the veins in his arms as he squeezed my pecs and pushed the palm of his hand against my abs. He made a fist with his right hand and let his knuckles run up and down over my ab muscles. The feeling of his hands touching my bare skin made me very horny and I couldn't wait to take his punches and whatever else he wanted to do with me. He pushed me in that dark corner and took off his shirt. It was very dark, but I could see his very sinewy body as he got ready to give it to me. He grabbed me with his left hand by the shoulder and looked me straight in the eye when he gave me the first punch in my guts. Instinctively I flexed my abs, but it was too late, the punch went right thru and inflicted that nice pain deep in my stomach. I let out a groan and leaned a little forward in pain but his hand on my shoulder pushed me back up getting me in position for the next punch. In the chat we agreed on a stop-word in case I couldn't handle it, but I was determined not to use it. I was prepared for the next punch as I kept my abs flexed as a shield. And the next was as hard as the first one but I only felt pain in my ab muscles this time. I love that mix of pain and the sensation of his skin touching my naked stomach. He gave me more and more punches still holding me in position and they came in faster and faster. I was groaning in hot agony. Suddenly he stopped the machine-gun like beating of my naked abs and gave me super hard punch in the lower abs. I exhaled and struggled not to go on my knees. He grabbed me under my arms, pulled me up and pushed me against the cold brick wall behind me. I was breathing heavily when he touched and squeezed my pecs. He made a fist and punched my flexed chest muscles hard. He was clearly enjoying punching and tormenting my body and he looked more and more determined to finish me up. He punched my pecs and abs harder and harder, and the pain got more and more intense. Almost unbearable. I was getting exhausted, and it became difficult for me to keep my abs flexed enough to protect my guts. Instinctively I covered my stomach with my hands, but the guy grabbed them and put them behind my back. Immediately he resumed punching my unprotected torso. I could tell it would be only a matter of minutes until I would either use the stop-word or collapse. He showed no mercy, and I loved it! My strength left me, and I couldn't flex my muscles hard enough anymore. The guy paused and noticed that. He grinned and without any warning he gave me three extremely hard punches in my stomach. I gave out a load groan and slowly I sank to my knees. This time he didn't try to hold me up. He even pushed me down by my shoulders. He unbuckled his jeans and pulled out his already hard dick which was drooling precum. I put his cock in my mouth and started to suck him off. My abs were hurting, and I was in heaven. It didn't take long, and the guy was ready to shoot his load. He grabbed me by the hair and pulled my head back. His pulsing dick slipped out of my mouth and started spraying his hot cum all over me. He covered my face and bare chest and naked thighs with his thick sperm. When he was done unloading, he wiped the head of his cock on my cheek. Honestly, I was surprised that he didn't pump his cum down my throat. He seemed like the type of guy that would do that, and I would have been happy to take it. He put his half hard dick back in his jeans and buckled up. I got up and looked at him still breathing heavily. "Good boy!", he said slapping my abs slightly with the back of his hand. I twitched because I thought he was going to punch me again. He laughed and said: "Lets do that again some time." I just nodded and he left me standing there tormented and covered in cum. After recovering a little I decided to stay some more and maybe get fucked and definitely swallow some loads.

Scheune

Back in Berlin when I was slowly drifting from safe sex to raw only, I met a guy on gayromeo. In his profile it said that he doesn't do anything anal, but he loved to fuck and breed throats. At that time, it was exactly what I was looking for. Don't get me wrong, I loved to get fucked too but at the time I was too afraid to do it bare. But for some strange reason I thought it was ok to get my throat fucked and to swallow cum. We were chatting back and forth. He only wanted to fuck my mouth and throat and he said he would only face fuck me if I turn up as slutty as possible at his apartment. The only thing I was allowed to wear were some flimsy shorts and shoes. Definitely no shirt. The date was on a Sunday afternoon so I would have to walk the streets almost naked in broad daylight! I parked my car and I had to walk at least two blocks only wearing this mini shorts. I have to admit that I sniffed some poppers before I got out of the car. On my way some guys and girls passed me and turned their heads. I was so horny that I did not care what the people thought of me. It actually turned me on even more walking the streets like the true slut I am. I arrived at the apartment building and rang the doorbell. A few seconds later I heard a buzzer and opened the door. I climbed up the stairs with my dick dangling from the right leg of my mini shorts. But I was so horny that I didn't care even if someone saw me like this. I stood in front of a door that was ajar. I knocked at the door and then started stroking my dick. I heard a voice saying come in! With my left hand I pushed the door open but kept stroking my cock with my right hand. I saw a tall somewhat muscular guy with trimmed chest hair standing in the hallway naked with a fully erect fuck tool. I walked into the apartment still stroking my dick. He looked at me and said, "Perfect! A real slut!" I just grinned and couldn't wait to feel his throbbing member in my mouth. He grabbed me by the neck and pushed me against the wall. Facing the wall, I heard that he picked up something that made a metal clinging noise. He grabbed my left wrist, pulled it behind my back and put a handcuff on, then he did the same with my right hand. I was in sub heaven! He ordered me to turn around and get on my knees. His drooling dick was right in front of my face. He made me sniff poppers and told me to spread my legs. I was dizzy and my throbbing cock was sticking out of the leg of my shorts spilling pre cum on my flexed thigh. I started sucking his dick and enjoyed the wonderful taste of his pre cum. He grunted and said in a deep voice that he would give me his cum if I was a good cock sucker. So, I sucked him eagerly for maybe 10 minutes with my hands tied behind my back. He moaned and grunted. He called me a cock sucking whore. A sleazy cum dump boy and that he would give me his DNA. I could only moan, and I heard him sniffing poppers. He grabbed my head with both hands and pressed it against the wall behind me. With no warning he shoved his rock-hard dick merciless all the way into my throat. I caught and struggled to breath, but he didn't care. He fucked my throat and his balls full of cum slapped against my chin. The guy nailed my head with his dick against the wall. He kept his dick all the way down my throat, and I could only breath thru my nose. I had tears in my eyes, and I was drooling saliva and fuck-juices that ran down my naked chest. He opened the poppers again and held it under my left nostril while pressing the right one closed with his finger. He switched sides and kept me inhaling poppers for almost a minute. I was delirious and lost all will to resist him fucking my throat like a pussy. He said that he got me where he wanted me, and he continued to aggressively pump his fuck tool in and out of my throat. I felt the head of his cock giving my throat a rough massage and I imagined how my throat bulged each time he slammed it inside me. He let go of my head and put his hands against the wall. Here it comes you little bitch whore I heard him grunting. He pressed his hips firmly against my head and I felt his dick throbbing and pulsing in my throat as he sprayed his hot cum into my body. Yeah! That's a good boy! Take it all! He grunted. His dick was so deep in my throat that his fuck-juice was flowing directly into my stomach. I gagged and luckily, I could taste some of his hot seed in my mouth. His hard shaft kept pulsing as he drained is balls completely. He started pulling his dick slowly out of my mouth and more and more of that cum-saliva mix was running down my chin dripping on my naked chest. The sight of his glistering cock dangling in front of my face took me over the edge. I shot my load all over my left thigh. Good boy! You sure know how to give head! The guy said. He told me to get up and took off the handcuffs. Without further ado he opened the door and pushed me out into the staircase. So, I was standing there almost naked just wearing a flimsy short shorts with my dick still sticking out. And I would have to walk back to my car like this. I took a deep breath and tried to put my slowly softening dick back into the shorts. As I walked down the stairs, I could feel my warm cum running down my leg. The sun was still shining when I walked back to my car. This time the streets were empty, and I did not encounter anybody. I unlocked the car and got in. I looked at my cum covered leg and when I looked in the mirror, I saw my bare chest still completely covered in that fuck-juice mix and I was actually a little disappointed that nobody saw me in that fucked-up and sleazy state I was in.

I'm surprised nobody knocked you up when you sat at the bar...

I almost always collect my cum when I jack off and inject it with a syringe into my fuck hole before I go out to get bred. The though of cum inside my guts always makes me horny even if it is just my own and it is such good lube!